#also this might be a hot take im not sure BUT to be fucking honest pretty much every doodle person should just get an actual poodle

[blingblong55]

Tonight- Simon "Ghost" Riley NSFW

Picture credits: @ave661

Based on a request:

Hi 👋, im not sure if you still accept request, but if so, I would like to make a smut request inspired by this song https://open.spotify.com/track/54XqJ3fP3GxmUejMsKwCaK?si=HTcHeplqSc25wwCJ1PCVFg Fem!Reader x Ghost, meeting at a club/pub, one two three drinks lead to another. “We don't gotta be in love, no I don't gotta be the one, no I just wanna be one of your girls tonight We don't gotta be in love, no I don't gotta be the one, no I just wanna be one of your girls tonight, oh” Thank you! 🫢😮‍💨🤭🫣

A/N: its such a good ass song I listened to this on repeat whilst editing this...so enjoy this meal :)

You just needed a night out, which is why by now, your gaze is on him. He was...peculiar. Quiet, serious, honest and a very attractive man, who wouldn't need that for one night? 

It's a trick done by girls before you, something he is familiar with by now. And as your eyes are all over him, he plays hard to get. You cross your legs and send a flirty smile his way. "Oh darling," he chuckles as he talks to himself. 

With enough smiles between you both, he walks up to you. "Hi, sweetness," his deep voice only made him more desirable. "Hey, handsome," your voice was sweet and filled with booze. 

For the rest of the night in the pub, you and him flirt, his charming smile earning blush and playful arm touches from you. He knows girls like you only need him for one night, he also knows what he needs to do to make your one night worthy of begging for more. 

"What's your name, sweetheart?" he asks as he pulls your stool closer to his. "Y/N," you softly say and he smirks. "Pretty name for a pretty girl like you," he says as he leans closer. His lips near your neck and as you turn to meet his lips, he pulls away. Who doesn't want to play games in the dim lights?

For you, it didn't matter if he was there for one night or every night of the year, your body just needed the antidote his body released. 

You know men like him, playing hard to get and before he opens his mouth you place your soft finger on his lips. Men your age don't play this good with their midnight meals and if he does, why not lure him into your bed?

By the time he and you reach your flat, your bodies ached for the other. His body was warm, hot and needy for fucking a pretty thing like you. 

Men like him also tend to like it rough. 

Your clothes are on the floor by the time he has his hand around your neck. "Be loud, darlin', I want them loud," he whispers threateningly as he pushes you onto the sofa. A smirk on your lips that soon gets wiped away by his own. "Oh, if you knew the things I'll do to you," his hand pushes away your laced pantie as his hand begins to slowly tease your folds. Your hands around his neck and back, wanting to pull him closer as he kisses you. 

Those damn lips of his are like a poison to a needy apple. 

His thick fingers slowly let themselves into your wet cunt, he smirks knowing this is just the beginning and you're already so wet for him. What a pathetic fuck doll you are. 

Simon begins by kissing you but they slowly turn into hungry kisses that travel from your neck to your thighs. His tongue lapped at your clit, your hands pulling his hair and pushing him further into your sweet cunt. "Fuck, you taste so good," he says between groans as he eats you out. His hands all over you, one specifically groping your tits. 

The sensations that he is making you feel are euphoric. 

He can't take it anymore, the aching boner in his boxers begging to fuck your pretty cunt. He sits up, pulling his boxers down, stroking his cock and then aligning it to your glistening folds. He doesn't hesitate and lets your slick cunt swallow his aching cock. 

He looked at you, his eyes glowing with lust. “You’re so warm,” Ghost mumbled between heavy breaths. His gaze dropped to your neck, and his mouth slowly kissed its way to your sensitive spot. "You're so fucking tight. I might not be able to pull out," he whispered, his words like fire in your ears. He kissed your neck, sucking slightly, and you let out a moan.

He thrusts into you relentlessly, one of his hands cupping your soft and warm breast as the other holds onto your waist. Your moans fueled his lust, and soon, he knew he wouldn’t make it. He slammed into you harder, his grip tightening on your waist. Your arms wrap around his body, eyes shutting as you feel your orgasm build a knot in your stomach. "Fuck...fuck," you moan. 

Ghost chuckled darkly, feeling your arms wrap around his shoulders. It was a strange sensation; the rain, the darkness enveloping the inside of the truck, and the intense passion between you two. His thrusts became more aggressive like he was trying to conquer your body. You gripped his shoulders tightly, desperately holding on to him as he assaulted your body.

"You’re so good, love,” Ghost growled in your ear. His grip tightened, and you could hear the urgency in his voice. The scent of his sweat, the flavour of his kiss - everything was intense, bordering on primal. “You’re mine now.”

His thrusts became rougher; your breaths were ragged, and your cheeks flushed. He was losing control, and you could tell. In a moment, he slammed into you, his thrusts more forceful. His disguised face was twisted with lust, eyes closed. You could see the veins on his neck pulsating, and you felt his hot breaths on your skin. Your eyes met his, and his grip tightened, his hands leaving bruises on your tender skin. Your back arches and he smirks, his thrusts faster until your legs shake from the amazing sensation your sweet orgasm brings. 

With a final surge, Simon cried out "Oh fuck!" he yelled, his voice hoarse. His eyes opened momentarily, his gaze meeting yours while he came inside you. Then, he collapsed on top of you, panting heavily. 

"Fuck, that was good," you pant out and smile. Simon, who had just finished, couldn't help but chuckle. What a sweet thing you are. His face was buried in the crook of your neck, his breathing still heavy. He felt your smile and responded by kissing your neck, his breaths hot against your skin. His laughter faded to a low purr as he nuzzled you. “I’m glad, love.” He murmured, pulling away to look at you. “That was good.”

He traced the outline of your lips with his thumb, a wicked grin on his face. His eyes were filled with desire, but there was also something else.

"Do you want me to leave now?" he asks. "Wait until the morning," you whisper and he smiles, bringing you to his chest. He holds you close and sighs. What a midnight treat you were. 

Even if it was for just tonight, you were glad you were apart of the lucky girls he fucks this good.

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[nylwnder]

yours

a/n: I MISS HIM YOU GUYS I FUCKING MISS HIM SO FUCKING MUCH LIKE WDYM WE CANT HAVE BENNY CABER AND HIM???? WHAT DO YOU MEANNNNN

pairing: luke schenn x fem!reader

warnings: SMUT, yet never actually having p in v because he's literally a tease, possessiveness, oral (f receiving), fingering, technically exhibitionism, pool party, willy being willy

word count: 2.8k

taglist: @shoot-the-puck, @11livpangburn , @domi-max , @boqvistsbabe , @sweetiet , @p1tstop , @occasionallyaurora , @laurenairay, @fallinallincurls, @andrea9

series masterpost

the sun has been glaring since the early morning rise. although the weather network cannot confirm this, you are highly convinced any skin that reached the bright rays of light when you woke up were subject to a burn straight from the pits of hell.

you might have been overreacting, but that’s truly how this weather made you feel. summer was certainly not your favourite season for this exact reason — and the bugs, which were also very much present on this boiling day.

luke on the other hand, thought it was a gorgeous morning to go for a run. you kissed him extra passionately before he left in fear he might melt before he could even turn back to the house.

while he was gone, you were eyeing the pool luke had added in the backyard. your body was craving a dip into water.

you had let the water submerge you around the middle of the pool for a bit before heading to the side to float against the walls. you had brought out a cocktail for yourself and had it set beside you on top of the cement ground as you had music playing in the background from a tiny speaker.

schenner came back not too long after, stripping himself from his clothes the minute he saw where you were. your head was thrown back and your eyes were closed. so when luke jumped into the pool you were sincerely startled by the splash.

“jesus christ luke, you're gonna give me a heart attack!”

“im sorry, love. just wanted to accompany you.”

you smile at the sight of his grin. that stupidly attractive grin.

you roll your eyes at him and let him give you a kiss. afterwards, luke did a few swimming strokes to cool down his body temperature as well. he comes back over to you as you watched him. he reaches over for the drink to your left and takes the last sip.

you didn't really pay mind to your stolen beverage, as your eyes were focused on his mouth. that being said, you wanted to stay out here with him so you offered to go inside and make more.

“come back here.” luke says, grabbing your hips and pulling you back down to him.

“we have to keep ourselves hydrated, remember.” you said, even though you know alcohol isn't on the preferred list of liquid resources. you allowed yourself to wrap your arms around his neck.

he smiles, “yeah but you’re all i need right now.” he says, giving you a few kisses. you give in, letting yourself hang beside him and talk about whatever comes up.

“its actually great weather for a barbecue today,” you began, letting your fingers play with the water around his hands as you spoke. “why don’t we invite the group over? i'm craving a buffet feast, to be honest.”

“yeah, sure! that’s a good idea, i don't mind a little seasoned steak.” he said with a smile.

you return the smile. “sounds good. i'll call them over.”

you made the move to get out of the pool before luke pulls you back to him again. “i need to get something out of the way first.” he says, grabbing the back of your neck to bring you into a kiss.

your lips curved into a smile before a playful shriek erupted out of you as luke had brought you out of the water to sit on the ground above.

he was quick to discard your bikini bottom, and bring you right to the edge of the pool. your breath hitched at the back of your throat as his face began to inch closer and closer to your core as he laid lingering kisses on your thighs. his hovering breath caused a shiver down your spine. ironic considering how hot it is outside.

once his mouth attached to his desired target you couldn't help but let out a loud moan. nobody could run you to an orgasm, in any way, like luke can. your clit throbbed against his tongue.

his tongue made quick work over you. flicking and sucking at your clit before lapping at your hole as he groaned at the taste of you. his nose bumped deliciously into your nub and you bit your lip and threw yourself back. “look at me sexy, wanna see that gorgeous face.” he says, his lip grazing your bundle of nerves.

you prop yourself up with your elbows to watch him. your body was tensing within minutes, thighs attempting to close around luke’s head as deep pleasure curled in your stomach.

he let out a low groan when you pushed his head further into you in an attempt to roll your hips. you were trying your best to chase the orgasm that was only minutes away. schenner teased your bud with his teeth and kept his lips wrapped around it in order to suck hard. that was merely enough to have you unravelling directly into his mouth.

“now you can call them.” luke says, grinning.

your chest was heaving as he got out of the pool to sit beside you. “give me a minute—” he kisses your head with a snicker as you try your best to regulate your breath. “fuck” you mumbled.

—

“you’ve got some competition to hold up to.” mitch says as he enters the door. you couldn't help but laugh.

“oh yeah?” luke responds. mitch nodded, “i've had some preeeeeetty fun pool parties myself so… we’ll see,” the goofball grins, holding an inflated beach ball in his arms, as he walks away and steph shakes her head at her husband-to-be.

the rest of the couples began to arrive as well as solo players, and some adorable pups. john was kind enough to bring some extra meat for the barbecue with others bringing appetisers, drinks and sides besides the ones you were already preparing in the kitchen.

luke began firing up the grill with ryan and john as willy picked at the appetisers you were placing on a plate to take out. the rest of the group outside were already mingling with each other.

“did you not have breakfast?” you asked humorously as you watched how the boy in front of you was basically salivating at the food around the two of you. just like the two pups beside him.

“i did eat something… but it wasn't really edible-” he began before giving you a giggle, “you know...”

you scoffed before sharing the snicker with him. you slapped him on the arm playfully.

“help me take them out, you manwhore.” you joked. he laughed, “mm love, you don’t even know.”

you rolled your eyes. but you found william funny for that exact reason. he’s confident with himself and not shy to talk about anything with the people he finds himself comfortable with. despite all that, he is a really kind man and you appreciated his well-roundedness.

“haven't had a good home cooked meal in a min. i’m eating good tonight.” auston said as he stood in front of the starters. the group also crowded over the available food quickly.

“yeah cause all he gets is take out.” mitch chirped.

“that's how much we love you, bud.” luke joked, making them all snicker.

everyone entertained themselves with the many different apps and cocktails available. some were eating in the pool with inflatable food trays in front of them, with the delicious smell of the cooking meat engulfing their noses.

that being said, the barbecue only produced more heat and it wasn’t long before you began to feel suffocated again. “screw this” you spoke, unzipping your shorts and yanking them down.

“wheeeewwwww take it off!!!!” amber brodie yelled to you from the pool.

you giggled as you unbuttoned the shirt that you had borrowed from luke. taking it off slowly from your shoulders to play into the joke. you were now displaying the lacy bikini that schenner had gifted you in the beginning of summer.

the girls howled and cheered making the dogs bark with them. most of the boys laughing shyly as luke watched with a grin. ryan pats his mate on the back in praise.

“now that's a beautiful woman right there!” one of the girls exclaimed.

you do a quick pose before jumping into the pool. respectfully splashing everyone around you. that being said, luke’s grin began to halter as willy’s eyes started to linger.

you sat beside william in the hopes to catch some of the last snacks he was hostaging. as well as to cuddle with pablo, who was licking willy’s face like his life depended on it. “kept them just for you!” he spoke. “we would be having problems if you didn't.” you said, smirking as you snatched the slider he had in his hand.

the more you stayed in the pool and the more games the group played in the water, the more your boyfriend's eyes burned a hole on the back of willy’s head.

william’s touches were respectful and innocent around your torso or hip. he never moved up, he never moved down, and he never gripped more than he should have. you thought nothing much of it. but his giggling energy and flirty tones around you weren't luke’s favourite sights.

once the meat was ready to be served, declared by jt, william grabbed your arm to help you out of the pool, catching you as your foot nearly slipped on the puddle above. “careful!” he uttered. “oh my hero!” you dramatically declared. the blonde laughs, “seems like those margaritas are starting to hit.” you both giggled. luke was quick to call you over.

you were starving and your stomach felt like it was waiting years for the grilling to complete. but luke grabbed your hand and asked if you wanted to go grab more plates. you nodded, realising you didn't bring nearly enough out.

when you made it to the kitchen you were pulled away from the cabinet by the strings of your bikini bottom. “luke!” you exclaimed as he hid you behind the long and decently tall island.

“what do you want? i'm hungry!!!!” you whined, your body trapped in by his arms. his jaw was clenched, his body tense and his eyes dark.

you know exactly what's got him mad. “honey, you know how he is. that’s just him, he’s a touchy boy! he does it to you all the time too!” you said, reasoning with him as your hands topped his forearms.

his eyes are looking up and out to the backyard and back to you. you turn around to see a blonde quick to turn away. luke isn’t threatened, certainly not, as he knows he can work you better than anyone in every way possible, both sexually and not. that being said, luke isn’t having any of this flirtiness and you should've known there's no reasoning with him. he's possessive, ever since he got his eyes on you. you're his. and god forbid if anyone was thinking about you the way he does. so you're not surprised you're met with silence.

nevertheless, you wouldn't say you didn't like him like this. no. in fact, he was even more cunning in this mood.

his body towered over you and kept you in his hold. his eyes firm on you once again, his hands are quick to part your underwear, ever so gently pushing his finger in your entrance. you bite your lip but you keep eye contact with him.

“luke, luke please,”

“hmm?”

his two fingers slip in easily and pump a bit, but before you could make a response he slips a third and your legs are quick to buck just a bit. his arms grip you tight but you lean into his chest to mask your moan.

his fingers pump in and out of you swiftly, taking no time to curl them against your already wet walls. you kept biting your lips to mask your sounds, in hopes everyone was entertained outside and no one was anywhere inside the house.

luke didn't care. he just wants to hear you crumble in front of him.

“you’re taking my fingers so well, can feel you squeezing them.”

you only mewl in response. your head thrown back.

“you wanna cum, pumpkin?” he asks, his other hand squeezing your hip tightly.

you mentally rolled your eyes at him. he always says it in a mischievous tone and you couldn't help but accept the pet name with open arms. only he could call you pumpkin.

“wanna cum so bad”

“yeah? who do you belong to?”

a sound escaped your mouth as your legs wobbled and your mind more focused on your upcoming orgasm.

“who’s gonna make you cum tonight, tomorrow, and every other day, baby girl?” he asks you, firm in your ear as his fingers caress your breasts before he pinches one of your buds.

“you. only you.”

he hums.

you look up at his eyes, your mouth already agape. “im yours luke. fucking yours.” you stated. internally begging for him to touch your clit as he watched you closely. he waited to, although he was pleased with your words and your scrunched face as he switched his finger movements.

and as the good man luke is, he catches your open lips to bring you into a kiss while he finishes you off by tracing harsh shapes on your clit.

he puts you up on the counter to help your legs gain back their strength after your climax waved over you.

“how about we send everyone home now? i think we still need to talk about this issue some more” you uttered with a whiny tone.

he snickered at you. “i thought you said you’re hungry” your stomach responded to his words before you could. “fine” you huffed, even though your core was agonising for anything but food. he has basically foreplayed you all day.

your fingers are still gripping his hair as his gaze traced your face. you looked beautiful. lips pink and puffy from his own mouth. eyes glossy and sparkly and your hair perfectly framing your flushed cheeks. he smiles and you smile with him. you soften your hands and let him pull you back down to the ground. “will you leave him alone now” you suggest.

“we’ll see.” he says, with a smirk. you couldn't help but smile again.

you both bring out more plates just like luke had mentioned. although bunting noticed the delay and didn't hesitate to mention it.

“where the fuck were those plates? down under?” he uttered, his tone light, of course. as he walked beside you, your eyes darted to him, your glare sharp as you understood what he was technically trying to refer to.

he giggled at your face. “don't worry. nobody saw.”

“and you better not have too.” he shrugged in response but before you could do anything, you were called over by schenner to pick what you wanted to eat.

you sat around with the others and talked like you didn't just cum on the fingers luke is currently sucking sauce off of. and he had nothing but a grin plastered on his face as you dazed off looking at him.

not too long after a selection of desserts were served, the dogs began begging with puppy eyes for their own pieces, a trap in which most of you fell into.

you only found it fair that they had to cuddle you in return. so you sat on the ground letting banksy sit in your lap while pablo jumped on you in order to give your cheeks as many kisses as possible.

luke sat at the table watching you, a smile on his face. willy came to sit beside him. “pablo doesn't do that with just anyone.” willy said, taking a sip of his drink.

“i’ve noticed” luke said with a light chuckle. he took a swig of his own beer as they both continued watching you.

“you have a great girl, man.” the blonde said, patting luke on the shoulder. “pablo clearly agrees.”

luke smiles, turning to look at his teammate's kind demeanour. he knows he doesn't mean any harm, he's not tone dead. but luke doesn't mind making sure people know that you’re with him, and that you are his at the end of the night.

“thanks kid. she really is perfect.” luke said, returning the pat.

“of course!”

—

ryan helped build a fire as the sky began surrendering to the moon. the group that remained circled around it. you had gone to grab another cookie before luke called for you to sit in his lap with his hand. you pressed a kiss to his alcohol stained lips.

william sat beside the two of you and you subconsciously began to give your boyfriend reassuring squeezes on his stirn arm. other times interlacing fingers as you let your body sink deep into his. his arm was wrapped tight around your waist.

that being said, you agreed that the conversation was not over and in fact you sincerely think he needs to solidify who you belong to. in lots of different positions. for as long as the two of you can go.

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[hellcheckers]

tier list of all the hours in cultsim based on how horny I think they are

S Tier: The Grail - Self explanatory

The-Mare-In-The-Tree and The Malachite are canonically rumored to fuck nasty in the woods despite it technically being illegal to fuck if you’re immortal

A Tier: Mother of Ants - im biased because I think she’s hot. the fact that jesus is one of her names won’t deter me from trying to hit that.

The Forge of Days - Quite literally caused a millennial calamity via killing the Sun-In-Splendor because she was afraid that they would get too horny, would put in S tier but she did kill her lover so.

The Moth - Listen having one of the ways to ascend as the carapace cross is to be a stripper and lapdance in several occult locations. The moth may not fuck be they sure as hell don’t mind that.

The Sister and Witch + The Witch and Sister - these lesbians are literally intertwined with two different versions corresponding to different aspects. Which one is the witch and which one is the sister? I don’t fucking know and neither do you. One drowned after the other and if that doesn’t scream tragic sapphic sex idk what does. also they probably sent the recipe to the sex in the beach cocktail to some random bartender as a prank good for them.

B Tier: The Flowermaker - While I don’t know much about them, I do know that those flowers a definitely drugs. Not horny enough to bone but horny enough to make Acid 100000.

The Thunderskin - Bro got flayed because The Grail and him fucked to the point that he was the sacrifice bc they just really boned that much.

The Beachcomber - While this avian hour does not have any lore behind its sexual preferences, it is said to “collect the secret liaisons of the hours and gloat”. Fucking voyeur.

C Tier: The Elegiast- He is not the kindest hour, but he does not forget. This may or may not extend to the liaisons of mortals. Best not to ask him about it.

The Colonel and The Lionsmith - Gonna be honest these two are too caught up with trying to one up each other via eternal strife to actually think about committing the crime of the sky. Shoutout to the theory/headcanon that The Colonel and The Mother of Ants are secret lovers though.

The Vagabond - Has probably fucked in her lifetime, but is definitely too salty over being banned from the Mansus to think about sex.

The Velvet - She’s too busy digging in the dirt and hiding juicy gossip and world ending secrets. Understands consent as she did say No to the Glory.

D Tier: The Sun-In-Rags - I don’t think any of the technical children of The Sun are too happy about being born via failed and lethal sex. Definitely don’t think the Sun-In-Rags is happy about visiting what’s essentially his mom when it’s the spitting but depressed image of his dad.

The Door in The Eye - I don’t think medieval LASIK is hot tbh but that might just be me. Other than the fact that Teresa is within its vicinity, there are no horny vibes here unless you count blood.

The Meniscate - Child of The Sun, see above. However, bonus points to how she’ll take in the dancer if they are too symmetrical to be sorted under heart or moth.

F Tier: The Wolf Divided - CONSUME TEAR KILL FLESH. CONSUME TEAR KILL FLESH. CONSUME TEAR KILL FLESH.

The Crowned Growth - EAT MOLD EAT MOLD EAT MOLD EAT MOLD EAT MOLD EAT MOLD EAT MOLD EAT MOLD EAT MOLD

The Madrugad - Probably the least traumatized of The Sun’s children. Also probably has the level head to not get involved with anything that has to do with The Crime of The Sky.

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[10-honglazia-24]

Just some fun procrastination until I finish “Thoughtless…” I call this one…

“Let’s Stay In Tonight”

TW; violence. assault. mentions of blood. nothing too graphic, just a hungry thug.

A/N: NOT Proofread but working on it.

“Stay in? Stay in where?” You quirked a brow, looking to your- Well you weren’t sure what to call him. He was a guy you’d known for few months and in those few months you had dated for only one of them.

Never would you have ever thought you’d end up dating a model. Especially Choi San.

“Stay in at my place.” He answers so casually and your mouth opens, yet without words.

Usually that meant one of every few things. That and well, you knew he was pretty rich…You’d feel out of place probably walking into some lavish geometric abode, compared to your modest studio apartment.

In that moment it had felt like time had gone by so fast. As if the both of you had been dating for longer than it was already. You’d only been on four dates with him and it wasn’t exactly off to a very romantic start…At least not in the beginning.

One month ago…

You had just begun your shift at a modest little cafe run by a single owner and where their were only two other workers, including yourself. It was a small business, but very popular. It got business very quickly so learning all the proper procedures and recipes was done from staying on your toes. But you had a knack for the barista life and loved your little job at the cafe. That was until…

“Hello! Welcome!”

You heard the bell above the door ring as it opened. Though you never looked up to see them as you were still wiping off the counter, getting ready to finish opening.

“I’m sorry, you came a bit early, so we’re still getting opened up so it might be a bit of a-“

You went to apologize as you heard the man approach the counter, but before you could finish, he speaks.

“Ah, it’s fine. I’ve got time. Especially if you’re the one I’m waiting for.”

You stop mid swipe of the towel across the counter- His words were smooth and you could hear the smile in them. You had to admit, they did make your cheeks a little warm but at the same time- It was too early in the morning for this.

“Sir-“ You finally look up to see the man and fuck- Why was he already annoying AND gorgeous?

“Hm?” He gives a totally intrigued look, obviously expecting something but in his defense you were staring…

“U-uhm…Just give me your order sir, and I’ll make sure you’re served first when everything is prepared.” You answered, in a somewhat forced cheery tone. Obviously annoyed.

He tilts his head a bit giving you a confused look for some reason. As if he expected you to say something else. You raise a brow at him. “Your order?”

He shakes his head and clears his throat. “Of course. Im going to try your macchiato. Hot, caramel please, add a extra shot.”

As the man spoke, digging about to take out his wallet, and eyeing the bakery selection, you did notice a few things. He was very well-kept. Dressed in all black, but you’re pretty sure in a brand that most people you knew couldn’t afford. His jawline was damn near perfect, he hair was coiffed and slicked without a single stray except the strands that were left to frame. You also noticed his wallet. Also very expensive.

To be honest, he seemed very out of place to you now to be in your little cafe, and it made you curious- But he had an ego you didn’t want to prod at. So you kept to your own thought’s until he added a strawberry scone to his to order, and passed you the money.

You thanked him, and finished wiping the counter, now turning around to see what else needed to be done- But instead you were met by two pairs of eyes, peeking over the little island in the cages kitchen. It was your other two co-workers, also your best friends, crouched down and being nosy.

“What the heck?” You stopped, giving them a look.

“Do you have any idea who that was!?” One of them whispers loudly.

“Do you!?” The other girl follows up.

“N…No? H- hey be careful!” Your friends had come from behind the island so quickly and rushed you, making you turn around to the man’s direction. He was now sitting at the furthest corner by the window, piddling around on his phone.

“That’s Choi San!” The girl whispered loudly.

“THE Choi San!” Your other friend followed up.

“Okay? The Choi San who?” You asked, intrigued since the name meant absolutely nothing to you.

Your friends gasped and you rolled your eyes. They were literally so dramatic.

“Don’t you read?! Watch television, look at magazines?!” On of the girls rambled.

“He’s a model! From that really big agency that just signed that soloist you like! And he’s about to be in a new drama.”

“His acting is soooo good!”

Meanwhile as your friends ranted on, you had to admit it made you even more curious. What was a guy like that doing in a little nook of a cafe like this?

“Okay, okay! Well we’ll talk about it after work, come on guys he actually has an order we need to get ready! Other customers will be here soon.” You turn around making your friends do the same, and shoving them along to their duties.

Meanwhile, what none of you had known, was that SAN’s phone wasn’t even on. And he was taking his fingers around on the dark screen, just entertaining himself with everything you and your friends were saying.

A week later…

Ever since then- Ever since, “the” Choi San had decided to visit that cafe, every single day. He would always come in at the buttcrack of opening, and right before closing. He hadn’t missed a single day or opportunity to get on your nerves. His empty little flirting that irritated you and nosy little questions. Though he did make you smile a time or two…Or three. Maybe four. You didn’t want to feed his ego. Guys like him weren’t really your type and you’re pretty sure he was just after one thing. But you had gotten used to the routine and he wasn’t a TOTAL jerk at least…You occasionally had to curse yourself for finding excuses for him because there was no way he could look that good, and NOT be the egotistic stereotype. Your friends constantly drooled over him and that’s the types they usually went for. So you couldn’t be wrong.

Later that evening though…

You and your friends were closing up. All that was left was some little cleaning and waste, so you let your friends leave early.

“I can’t believe he didn’t show…” One of your friends posted as she shuffled around the counter, hugging her bag, coat draped over her shoulder.

“Me either- He probably gave up and ran off thanks to that hard ass over there.” Your other friend added and you looked up to see both of them giving you an evil.

You couldn’t help but laugh. “If he’s gone because he didn’t get something he wanted like that-? That’s not a problem for me. Now go on, get home.”

Jokingly one of your friends gives you a nasty look up and a down while the other clicks her tongue.

“We worked closing today, it’s only 9! We’re going to the club. When your done meet us, huh?”

You stopped what you were doing, bringing a finger to your chin and giving a hum as you pretended to think. “Mmm, I don’t know…My friends were really upset with me-“

“Oh you whore, just come!” She stamped her and foot and you laughed. She knew very well you’d there.

You shooed them out and told them that your all meet up in about an hour to head out. Though a few minutes later, you heard the bells from the door chime.

“What did you forget?” You asked without turning around to see them as you were counting the bakery waste for the day.

“Ah- Nothing actually I was waiting.”

You hear a familiar voice and whip around to see none other than Choi San. This time dressed a little more casually. A simple blazer with some slacks, all black of course, Eleuthera a rather form fitting black shirt.

“Well hello- Your fan base just left really pissy you didn’t show up today.” You joked, and getting his little chuckle after that was kinda worth it.

“Mm- I’ll make it up to them later.” He shoves his hands in his pockets as he saunters up to the counter. “I actually was waiting to see you…Alone.” He admits, and you tilt your head to the side.

“Me? Alone?” You look around as if you’re going to find another person inside the cafe. “Me for what?”

“Well I-…I-“ He starts- Then begins to look a bit confused. Hands digging into his pockets and fricking himself at this point. “Shit- Hold on.”

You couldn’t help but find it a bit amusing, watching him run out of the store. Watching mister perfect finally having an everyday normal persons malfunction- Thiugh you weren’t sure his issue was, you went on o back counting waste until he returned.

You heard the bell.

“Well that was quick. What’d you go do?”

There was no answer.

“Well?” You turned around to face him, but only saw another man standing inside as well. He looked absolutely deshovled. Really rough, and he HONESLTY reeked of alcohol. “I’m sorry sir…but we’re uh, we’re closed…”

“Please ma’am I’m just hungry- I’ll take anything, just please before you out it in the trash?”

“Sir, I-“ You stop and sigh. You were usually told not to do things like this, but you could tell the man seemed like he really needed a meal. All you had were desserts but at least it was something. “I can bag you up a few things, just- Wait right there.” Yo turned back to the waste you were counting, picking what you had left that was still considerably fresh, so the man wouldn’t be given anything stale.

Of course, it was all in vain…

All of a sudden, a strong hand grips you by the hair, causing you to scream as he snatches you back. Your hands reach up to try and grab his.

“Stop it, let me go! Stop!”

The man had such a tight grip on your hair, you could feel his dirty fingernails digging into your scalp, and you screamed again. He was dragging you out to the floor where he threw you down onto a corner. You held your hand over the pain as you tried to scuffle back, and he grabs you by your leg, dragging you back towards him. You kicked and flailed and you could feel your blowsnlanding but this guy didn’t seem to car. The poor old man was suddenly some freak with a crazed look in his eyes and a sick smile on his face.

He simply licks the blood from his bottom lip and fights you down to the floor, trying to get on top of you. But he’s never get it. You may have been scared but you still screamed and fought and managed to keep him off of you long enough until…

Suddenly the man’s entire weight was gone, you quickly scuffling back into the corner to see San- Lifting the man up by the back of his clothes, and throwing him over the counter. As the man hit the floor, he quickly made an attempt to scurry up and make a run for the door.

“So you like to hurt women?! Look at her!” Just as the man had grabbed you by your hair, San had taken and handful of his and dragged him back to face in your direction. You weren’t sure what wa s happening now and you looked between San and the filthy man that had cursed him.

Without a word, he slams the man’s head down onto the counter. “Apologize. You should apologize after doing something wrong.”

It was literally only a few seconds after San spoke that he slams the man’s face into the counter again. “I said apologize!”

“I-I’m sorry! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” The man finally pleads and San looks to you.

“Are you hurting? Does it still hurt?” He asks you as you finally lift yourself up off the floor, wincing a bit as you touched the back of your head, bringing your fingers around to see blood on them.

That was an answer enough for San. He slams the man’s face against the counter once more, before father him up by his clothes again, and throwing him over one of the tables in the cafe. The man backing himself into the corner, much like you had done earlier trying to escape. You heard him pleading for whatever mercy he thought hed be shown, and was only met with a heel to his head, officially knocking him unconscious.

“Did you jsut kill him ?!”

“No? But I can?” He looks over his shoulder and says it to you as if it’s nothing. “Just call the police. We’ll wait for them to come get this guy.”

You gave San a look, watching th way he was watching the man on the ground. Did the guys deserve it? Yeah he sure as shit did. But yeah no way was murder an option. After you made the call and explained everything that happened, the police were on their way along with an ambulance. Taking your statement and arresting the man, while the treated your wound. Even San’s manager had rushed to the scene and wasn’t happy about his Anne being all over the news now with an incident like this, but he insisted that he was helping a ‘friend.’

A friend ?

Were you friends?

It felt odd to call him your friend but it also felt a bit odd to call him anything less than that…

“Well the medic said you shouldn’t drive home with that head injury. So I’ll take you home.” After everything was done and the scene was clear, San was offering you a ride home.

“Ah- I don’t need one I take the bus home it’s fine. But thank you-“

“Im driving. You home. Your hurt, and I jsut want to make sure you get home safe.”

You sighed, giving the man a defeated look. After all of that and well- Him most likely saving your life, you really couldn’t say no.

“Alright…Alright, fine where’s your car?”

“The blue one there.” He points to the only blue car on the block, and it was reflecting under the street lights in all its steely glory.

He walks you over to the car and you stop before you even approach it. It was a steel blue, Genesis G90.

“I-it’s…It’s so nice.” You gawk at the vehicle, slowly tipping around to the passenger side as he opened the door for you.

“I’m glad you like it. Because I hate it” He smiles as you climb in, giving him a dumbfounded look.

After he finally gets in, you look him as is if he’s lost his mind.

“How could you hate a car like this?! It’s so pretty! Oh, and it’s so comfortable!” You let yourself melt into the seat, resting your sore head back against the cushion. “I want to die right here. It’s perfect.”

The man couldn’t help but laugh at your reaction. Of course he wasn’t going to say it then, but im he found it all too cute. But he was glad to see that you weren’t so shaken up anymore after everything that happened.

“Well there’s a difference between trying to be pretty and trying to show off. I didn’t even get to choose it. My manager makes me drive it. My company bought it.” He admits after fastening his seat belt and then starting the vehicle.

You give him a curious look as the car begins to move. The ride really is so smooth you can’t even tell it’s running.

“So you don’t…Like all these things?” You ask him as you run your fingers along the sleek dash of the interior.

“I like having nice things. But I don’t like boasting…That’s not exactly me.” He says as his eyes are focused on the road.

You hum to yourself wanting to ask more questions, but you keep to your thoughts for now. Seems San may not have been the stereotype you thought he was.

Ring ring !

Suddenly your phones rings and you pull it out of your bag to see who’s calling.

“Oh no! Hello-!” You answer the phone quickly to see it’s your friends. Hearing the loud music in the background as you answer.

“Where are you? Did you forget ?!”

You groan rubbing your forehead. “No I’m sorry there was some mess at work and I think I’m gonna stay in for tonight.”

“Trouble? What happened?”

“Uhm- Well- “ you didn’t want your friends to worry and rush over to your house but you also don’t want to lie to them.

“Y/n!? What happened?”

Before you could open your mouth to say anything else, San take your phone from you.

“Hello? This is San- Yes, your regular. I wasn’t able to come see you girls on time, but I did show up in time to see your friend had a pretty bad fall and hit her head. She can’t drive and I just want to make sure she’s home safe…Yes- Of course- Ahh, you girls have fun- Oh? You want me to come over after? Well just give me the name and we’ll see~. Thank you~.” He hangs up abruptly and then holds your phone out to you…And you snatch it from him.

“You really have to stop and make DATE plans with my friends on top of that excuse too?”

He gives you a surprised look. “Well you seemed like you were struggling and they know you’re okay. Problem solved.”

“You LITERALLY just made a date with the two of them.”

San shook his head with a sigh. “It’s not a date, I was invited. If you want, I can tell them everything when I see them.”

“Oh so you are going to see them.” You grumble turning to face the window. Arms folded.

“I-“ Sam glances at you. “Y/n?” You didn’t answer him and he turns his attention back to the road. “Are you jealous?”

You scoffed, letting out a chortle as you spoke. “Jealous? I’m not jealous, jealous for what?”

“Well then why do you care so much?”

“I don’t.”

“You obviously do.”

“Do whatever you want.”

“I already do.”

“Okay, good!”

Suddenly the car stops, and you look forward to see that you’re at a red light. The silence is suddenly heavy in the car, and you take your attention back out to the window. You hear San fiddling around but you don’t pay him anymore kind than that. After which, you feel something touch you. On your lap. And the car is in motion again. You look down to see a small, flat square box on your lap.

“What?” Is all you say as you look down at the box.

“I wanted to go on a date with you.”

Your eyes widen a bit before your brows are knotted in confusion. “What?!”

“When I left you alone in the cafe. I was going back to find where I had left that in the car. I waited for your friends to leave so I could ask you to dinner one on one…Then everything else happened.”

As you listened on to his little confession, you carefully picked up the little black box in your hand, and slowly lifted open the lid. You noticed the design of a velvet choker adorned with a hanging bow made of Swarovski crystals and a set of teardrop pearls dangling at the ends of the bow shape crystals. After that you noticed the brand name on the inside of the box, “Joomi Lim”. You gasped and quickly shit the box.

“This is expensive! This isn’t how you ask someone on a date!”

“Well I noticed the kind of things you wear and I thought it would suit your style.” Is all he says before adding. “And it isn’t really all that expensive.”

“Maybe not for you!” You scoff before looking down at the box in your lap. It REALLY was your style. But it was also REALLY something that was too expensive for just asking someone on a date.

Soon, the car stopped and he’s looking up at your apartment.

“So this is your place?” He asks as he puts his vehicle into park.

You didn’t say anything to him and climbed out of his car so fast. San looking confused and quickly climbing out after you.

“Hey- Hey!” He calls to you as you make your way to the door of your apartment.

Before you go inside, you stop abruptly and turn quickly to face him. Holding the box out towards him.

“I can’t accept this. Not for a date.”

“I…” The look on his face is so defeated, but he slowly take the box from your hands.

“My friends my be all googly eyes at your sparkly gifts but that’s not going to win me over. I really am thankful you saved me tonight, but don’t spend your money like that on a girl you barely know.”

“Then jsut go out with me/“

“San-“

“One date! One date and let me get to know the girl so maybe she’ll accept my gifts…I don’t want your eyes to sparkle at my gifts, but at me.” He admits and there’s something in the look on his face that just leave you dumbfounded, staring at him even though he’s waiting for an answer from you.

You move your mouth to speak, but there’s no words. Your phone begins to buzz constantly in your pocket, but as soon as you take it out of your pocket, he’s taken it from your hands again.

“Let’s exchange numbers. You’ll text me when you’re feeling better or if you need anything.” He says all while ignoring the mass of texts from your friends, before holding your phone back out to you.

You give him a soft glare before snatching it from him. “Thank you for helping me…But I think I’ll be okay from here. Goodnight, San.”

With that, you make your way into your apartment. Quickly going up to your floor, punching in your code, and slumping against your door with a heavy sigh. You took your phone into your hands seeing all the mass texts from your friends trying to probe you about San. You sighed, ignoring them for a moment and going to look at SAN’s name in your contacts. Moments later as if he knew, you saw that he had started typing.

I’m sorry

But I don’t want to date your friends

Consider going out with me

Sleep on it, and sleep well

Goodnight 💤

After getting his little string of messages, you move about your little apartment quickly, running over to your bedroom, now peering out the window where you could see him finally climbing into his car. You bite your lip, thinking for a moment before sending him a simple message to drive safe. You can see him checking his phone from the driver seat before he’s peering up to finally see you at your window. Giving you the biggest smile before obnoxiously revving his engine, and speeding away.

“Freak.” You can’t help but laugh to yourself, now slumping down onto your bed.

A date with Choi San.

Definitely worth being considered.

The following weekend…

The weekend had finally arrived. You enjoyed four days off from work recovering from your injury and getting a little pampering for yourself with the help of your friends and…Then some. You were able to enjoy a good time at the club yesterday in now today… You clipped on a simple pair of crystal earrings. They weren’t anything too flashy but they suited you well. You looked over your hair, your makeup, and the black, draped, satin split thigh cami dress that you still had in your closet from a dinner party last year. It was for a different friends wedding and was probably one of the most elegant things you owned. Thank God it was perfect for the current occasion and you wouldn’t have buy another one.

You went back into your bedroom, slipping on your heels. Just as you had gotten the second one settled on, you heard a car horn outside. You smiled. A big grin across your lips- Before shaking your head and catching yourself. Wondering why you were so excited, no way were you going to be that excited. It wasn’t anything to be grinning so big about- It was just- Him.

Hearing the car horn again you roll your eyes this time quickly grabbing your bag and making your way downstairs and out of your apartment. As you did, he was standing there waiting for you, at this car, passenger door already being opened for you.

Choi San. Choi San and your first date.

You saw the look on his face and his eyes were literally, all over you. He looked surprised and at the same time there was something else behind his eyes that he just couldn’t help. He was only a man after all.

“Well, when you told me where you made the reservation, I had to look the part- Like what you see?” You teased, giving him a slow spin, to let him have a full view. The big smile you had tried so hard to get rid was right back on your face when you looked at him.

“You really wanna know?” He says in a certain tone that his him eyeing you up and down and you only shake your head before climbing into his car. He shuts the door and quickly makes his way around to pile into the drivers seat.

You would’ve freely ogled him as well, but…There was something about his eyes. Something in them that you liked to see when he looked at you. It felt good. You only knew the guy for a couple weeks but he looked at you…Genuinely. Not just the hungry eyes of a man on a mission, but a genuine, curious gaze. Almost puppy like sometimes.

“Hey? Did you hear me?”

San’s voice finally snapped you out of your thoughts and you looked over to him. “I’m sorry, what were you saying?”

He laughed before he spoke again. “I asked if you’ve ever been to the restaurant before? Since you picked a dress for the place.”

“Ah- I haven’t been to that one, but I went to another similar one for a wedding dinner party. So I know a thing or two about boujee eateries.” You said with a little shimmy of your shoulders.

“Well aren’t you in a good mood- Your head is all better, yeah?” He asks, and as he does you feel a hand gently caressing the back of your head. Careful not to hurt you? Carefully not to mess up your hair?

Whatever it was, it sent a shiver down your spine, especially when warm fingertips danced down your nap before he pulled his hand away.

“I- Uhm.” You swallowed. “Yeah it’s fine- It’s fine uh, completely healed. It wasn’t that bad. You know.” You were fiddling with your bag in your lap now.

“I’m sorry, thinking about it- You probably don’t wanna talk about it right now.” He says and you shake your head.

It’s not the situation at all, it’s the way your whole body started screaming because of his fingertips. Fucking fingertips. Seriously what were you a giddy girl in junior high all over again. You scolded yourself before looking to him.

“I don’t mind talking about it you just- Ask about me a lot, but I’m really okay. You jsut seem a lot more bothered by it than I am?” You lean a bit to see his face, teasing but the way he exhales tells you something else. “San?”

“I have a sister. She was getting off of work late and was trying to get home and she was attacked kind of like you were. He was one of our own employees at the office. She took a pretty big blow to the head and when she was resting at the hospital…Well, it was a month later until my sister finally opened her eyes again.”

“Oh…Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” A frown graces your expression now but for some reason he smile.

“Oh she’s absolutely fine now- And it’s okay how would you know?” He asks, glancing over to you for a moment.

“I guess you’re right.” You still couldn’t help but feel a bit mopey about the whole thing.

“Hey.” He takes a hand from the steering wheel, holding it out obviously wanting yours. You out your hand in his, and he brings it to his lips, your entire face matching the red lights in the distance you’re sure. “That’s what tonight is for. To get to know each other better.”

And for the rest of the drive, that’s where your hand was. In his. Fingers intertwined. His thumb occasionally rubbing over yours. Talking and going about it all so casually as if he was so comfortable. It’s not that you were uncomfortable, but you didn’t expect the little things to be having such a big affect. I guess you might have to admit it…You might have a thing for Choi San.

After you got to the restaurant, which was a little more than you had thought- Two valets approached his car, opening the doors for you both, and taking his keys. Leaving you to turn around to him looking a bit appalled.

“Okay so is this dinner or an event because I feel like a Disney Princess-“ You ask him as you look at the small line of people and a man with a GUEST list at the front of the entrance.

He laughed. “It’s just a pretty restaurant like any other. Except it has dinner and dancing.”

“Dancing? What- You didn’t- You didn’t say anything about dancing I-“ You laughed nervously looking all around as if there was anywhere to run.

“Y/n-“ He places his hands on your shoulders. “You don’t have to dance if you don’t want to. It’s just a theme. Not some stuck up ballroom gig. Now turn around and close your eyes.”

“Excuse me?”

He rolls his eyes and turns your around himself. Opening your mouth to bicker you only huff and mutter something under your breathe. Now feeling something soft and a bit snug around your neck and his fingers fiddling with a clasp.

“You didn’t-“

“I knew you’d end up wearing something to suit it, so yes I did. If you want to give it back after the date that’s fine, but I want to see you wear it. At least once.” He admits and you sigh.

It was indeed the same choker that you had returned to him a few days prior, the night everything else had happened.

“Fine. I mean- It suits me anyway right?” You going your fingers up to plays with the dangling crystals.

“Definitely.”

And with that, he offers you his arm, leading you inside. The man didn’t even bother checking the guest list, simply smiling and nodding at San as the two of you skipped the line, and went straight inside. Definitely not what you were expecting, but you couldn’t help but appreciate the privilege. You were starting to feel more like San was a prince and not some model and actor.

“My fathers a politician.” He whispers to you suddenly as he brings you closer, keeping you close to him as you move through the other tables to get to your own.

“Ah…Was I thinking that loud?” You joke and he puts a smile on his face.

“Your face said it all.”

After getting to your table, which appeared to be a nice little private are. With maybe 6 other tables in the room and an open area for dancing, the place looked gorgeous. Definitely not an aesthetic you expected to see a lot of in Korea, but it was nonetheless eye catching. The waiters pulled out your chairs for you, and already had a bottle of wine waiting at your table. They gave you your menus, and promised to be back with you momentarily. As you opened the menu you immediately shut it.

“San- Oh my god, what are they charging you for the whole crop !?” You whisper at him loudly.

“Don’t worry about the price, I don’t even pay for anything when I come here. And I’ve never been here.” He glances up above his menu giving you a look.

“What do you mean?”

“Well” He starts, flipping through the menu. “My father and some friends invest in the place. So my dad pays for my visits. But I’ve never actually come here.”

“But I thought you’d have been on lots of dates before…?” You ask now slowly opening the menu.

“I have.” He answers. “But not with girls that I would bring to a place like this. Not with girls I really liked.”

He says that and your eyes are wide, staring at him over the menu. His gaze meets yours and you can tell he’s smiling so big, quickly hiding back behind your menu.

After finally ordering and still unable to shake the feeling that this was going to dig a pretty steep ditch in someone’s wallet, you tried to focus on actually enjoying your meal, which was delicious, and your date, who was…Probably the most amazing guy you’ve actually met. Despite his lifestyle. You had asked you more questions than you were able to ask him. He was genuinely curious about you and all the thing you liked, where you wanted to go, your even shared a few stories about your childhood and your worst dates. The man you were sitting at the table with didn’t seem anything like the guy you would see when he was around your friends or other girls. Why, your friends had even met a bet that he was going to talk about himself the entire date or try to take you home. So far most of the conversation was about…You.

And now, you were in his arms, completely sharing your personal space with this man on the dance floor. You weren’t really a slow dancing or waltz kind of girl, but you knew how to. And the way he looked down at you was almost overwhelming. His eyes were reading your mind you were sure, and you were surprised with how warm and fuzzy your head was getting, you weren’t tripping over yourself. But something in his smile told you he knew the affecting he was having.

“You know I won’t bite, right?”

“Shut up, I didn’t say anything.” You counter, clearing your throat.

“You’re a really good dance though? A little stuff but, we can work on that.” He says before sending you out for a twirl and bringing you back in to be met with a scoff.

“Oh, so what’s that supposed to mean?” You ask, tilting your head a bit.

“What do you think it means?” He quirks a brow, that annoying but sexy smirk tugging at his lips.

“I think it sounds like someone assuming he’s getting another date?” You question, your hand that was at his shoulder now playing taking your fingers down to tease his chest.

“Well..I-“ This time he clears his throat, and looks away from with the most wounded expression and you can’t help but laugh, hiding your face in his chest to muffle the cackle.

“Yeah, how does it feel?” You tease looking back up at him with the biggest grin and you could see him failing to hide a smile.

“Oh shut up.”

“It’s okay.” You laugh. “We can go out again, for sure but maybe…Tone it down like 50 notches?”

He nods, giving you a sigh. “Agreed. To be honest I had no idea where I was going, I just started following the stuff that came to me in time before I embarrassed myself.”

This time you’re throwing a hand over your mouth to contain your laughter. This time he didn’t complain or tell you to shut up but he only smiled. Watching you get it all out of your system through a mess of laughing apologies.

“Glad to see you’re having so much fun then.”

“I’m sorry! I-I am I just- You’re really- You’re really a different guy than what I had started to think.” You finally calm yourself down, looking up to him with a smile. At this point your body was completely comfortable against his, and you’re sure you were mostly swaying at this point than slow dancing, but you didn’t really care. You had a feeling he didn’t either.

“Well I meant it. I’m glad you’re having fun. I’ve never had- A real first date like this. Definitely not one that was actually more talking and less- Well I think you get it.”

“I think I do.” you move your arms now to wrap them around his shoulders completely and you see the hues of pink rise in his cheeks and the goofiest grin on his face making you laugh again. “But this floor is killing my feet and I’m sure it’s way past midnight, so why don’t we call it a night, huh?”

“Ah- Shit..” he mutters. “I forgot you opened in the morning. I shouldn’t have-“

You press a finger to his lips. “It’s seriously okay. I had fun.”

After that, the two of you had gathered your things from the table. Leaving a tip for the waiter, the musicians, and the valet on your way out, and were back inside his car and on your way back to the apartment. Your face had never hurt so much from so much smiling and laughing. The two of you never stopped talking and the way San told his stories about some of his friends when he was in his element, probably would have had you on the floor. The two of you even turned on the radio and sang and danced along to most of the songs that came on. Even a few rap titles. He was actually so silly, and pretty sweet. Such the opposite of whatever stereotype you originally pegged him with…But in the back of your mind you didn’t want to let yourself get too deep. Unfortunately, that was too late.

As you reached your apartment, you looked up to your floor with a sigh. It was 1:30AM and you had work at 6AM. But nonetheless you still had such a good time, and honestly didn’t even feel that exhausted anymore now that you were here.

As he usually had in any other case, San comes around to open your door for you, helping you out of the car.

“Ill see you in the morning?” He asks you as he clothes the door to the passenger seat.

You sigh, now leaning back against his car for a moment. Looking up to him with a certain look. “I guess I’ll see you in the morning…I really did have a lot of fun tonight.”

“I did too. Definitely the best date I’ve ever had.”

After saying this, he moves to take your hand in his, raising it to his lips, and placing a kiss over your fingers. You feel that same feeling once again that you had when he had done the same thing in the car but…Something else.

“Is that all?”

You ask suddenly, surprising yourself for a moment as you didn’t actually mean to say the words the way you did. San now giving you a mirroring look. You swallowed. You didn’t want to say it. You knew exactly what you wanted it but you couldn’t verbally admit it. Your pride was already hurting from the surely pleading and desperate look you were giving the man. His eyes were glued to yours and he was in your space all over agains. Hands coming up in mere second to cup your face before his lips are on yours. Your body pressed back against his car and your arms thrown around his shoulders again. Making him move his hands from your face to grip at your waist. It was a bit rough, but the longing and passion was definitely reciprocated. He kissed you like he was hungry and you did the same, humming into his mouth the moment you felt a tongue slip past your lips. You didn’t bother challenging him this time, and comply let your tongues dance, letting him claim your mouth, tasting the delectable flavor that was Choi San now definitely stuck in your senses.

Yeah. You definitely had a thing for Choi San.

The next few weeks that passed, were almost perfect. San would come to see you every morning when he could and every night when he could. You would spend time with him on your days off, not full blown dates, but lazing around a park, going for a driven, and even spending time at your apartment. Cooking, cleaning, watching dramas, even taking a nap together. And not once had he tried to anything well, frisky. It was amazing. Even with his schedules keeping him away from you from time to time. Yet- Nothing was more miserable than this week. You wouldn’t be seeing San at all. He wouldn’t even be in the country. He had to fly out for work and it wouldn’t be back from finishing his scenes for an entire week. He called you of course. Had lunch sent to your work, and you FaceTimed. But it just made you want even more. You missed his smile everytime he saw you, hearing laugh right there next you, his hands, his lips, the way you could see his eyes shine when he looked at you. Everything that was Choi San. Was now thousands of miles away and you wanted to melt into the ground.

I’ll be back on the first flight tonight, so you’ll see me tomorrow morning

You click your tongue letting out an obnoxious sigh. “That’s still way too long you just don’t want to see me.”

Come on now-

“Probably posted up with one of your foreign side pieces.” You tease with a smile on your face.

You are the most unfunniest person I have ever met

You could hear the deadpan in his voice and couldn’t help but laugh. “Im sorry, I had to.”

Uh huh. What are you doing anyway.

“Well- I was, going to the club with my friends. This new place that just opened with an indoor pool, like what?! But then they flaked on me. So now-“ You paused as you were going to dig around for your pajamas. “Im getting changed, and gonna post up.”

Oh? That’s too bad. I really liked your dress.

“Yeah, we’ll-“ You paused for a moment. “Wait what?”

The sexy little red number you have on.

You furrow your brows for a moment before looking around your apartment- Then darting to your bedroom window. Now looking out to see San, leaning against his car and looking up at you with grin. You squeal, hanging your phone up immediately and you have never moved so fast down a flight of stairs. The moment you hit the pavement he was moving to meet you halfway, taking you up in his arms at you threw your arms around his shoulders and your legs around his waist. Peppering him with kisses.

“You ass, why didn’t you just say you were home?!”

He laughed against your lips, before pulling away, gently setting you back on the ground. “I wanted to surprise you. I may or may not have told your friends to do my a little favor…”

You smiled even bigger knowing what he meant, and couldn’t have been happier. Though you still really wanted to check out the club, this was still something you’d take any day.

“You wanna come inside? When did you even get back you must be exhausted.” You take his arms from around you now to hold his hands in yours, intertwining your fingers, and of course he’s raising your hands to his lips.

“I was thinking maybe we could have another date night.” He says, still taking his time place a kiss across each of your fingers.

“Oh? And where did you have in mind?”

“I thought maybe we’d stay in-“

“Stay in? Stay in where?” You quirked a brow, looking up to him. “Oh, you-…You want to stay another night at my place?”

“Stay in at my place.” He answers so casually and your mouth opens, yet without words.

Usually that meant one of every few things. That and well, you knew he was probably pretty rich at this point…You’d feel out of place probably walking into some lavish geometric abode, compared to your modest studio apartment.

“Unless you don’t want to?” He suddenly asks, you didn’t even realize how long you took to respond.

“Oh-! No, no I’d love to see your place.” You say with a pout before wrapping your arms around his waist, now smiling up at him.

He smiles at you, now cupping your cheeks before planting a kiss on your lips. “Good. Don’t change. Keep your swimsuit and pack an overnight bag.”

After that, he lets you go and quickly runs around to the driver side of his car.

“Wait- Wait! An overnight bag?! Hey!? Hey!”

He didn’t answer you, only blasting some super loud love song, now rolling down the window and singing the song at the top of his lungs and point to you as he danced in his seat to the lyrics. You couldn’t help the smile on your lips and shook your head before running back inside. Quickly packing an overnight bag before running downstairs and climbing into his car. Throwing the bag into the backseat. The entire drive, you couldn’t keep your hands off him. His hand playing up your thigh from time to time, and yours playing in his hair- Teasing up his thigh- playing with his ears. Just playful little touches while the both of you talked about his trip for his movie. You didn’t even realize how much later it had already begun to get while he was driving. A good hour and then some had passed. You had eventually decided on taking a nap, leaning your head up against the window. By the time you had opened your eyes again, you were looking on a luxurious structure. Like one of the houses you’d see one of the rich characters in a k-drama living in.

“Am I…Am I still asleep…?” You murmur, squinting your eyes a bit as you looked out through the window, taking in a view.

San chuckles as he shuts off the car. “No, we’re finally here. It’s one of my dads places.”

“ONE of?” You look to him making sure you heard him correctly.

“We have his actually home- A property where his does business, then there’s my place annnnd after that there’s this house.” He says as he climbs out of the car, now reaching into the backseat to grab your overnight bag.

“And what’s this one for?” You ask, finally getting out of the car with him, eyes still glued to the house.

“This one is for uhhh-“ He stalled a bit. “Recreation.”

“Recreation, huh?” You turn around to give him a certain look, watching the smile spread on his face as he comes around the car to you. Snaking an arm around your waist.

“Just get inside you pervert.” He says before tugging you along with him.

To be honest the house is beautiful. But it didn’t have that ‘lived in’ feeling so you assumed it was very rarely used, if used at all. You mostly followed him around, getting a quick tour on your way to- Well, your way to the main bedroom. He introduced you to all the features in mundane color scheme, not that you really minded, but he didn’t seem as intrigued.

“You don’t seem too excited about the place- You must’ve been here often?” You ask him suddenly, watching as he plops down on the edge of the bed with a sigh.

“I’ve actually never been here. I just thought you would like it and well- My house is still full of movie set equipment and I don’t think you’re quite ready to meet my family yet.” He chuckles.

You give him a playful pout, shuffling over to stand in front of him as he sat on the edge of the bed. Draping your arms over his shoulders and his hands now coming to your waist.

“Awh- I’m not good enough to meet your family?” You tilt your head to the side before he shakes his head at you.

“Don’t want my family to scare you off.” He admits before spreading his legs so he can pull you closer, now nuzzling against your stomach.

You give a soft chuckle, at his actions, and he doesn’t respond with much. His hands moving from your sides now to slowly play his fingertips underneath the netting of shirt you were wearing over your swimsuit. You closed your eyes with a hum, feeling his fingertips against your skin and tilting your head a bit more. As your shirt was brought up more, it was more than his hands over your skin. His lips, pressing slow kisses against your stomach…Slow and sweet before they were wet and hungrier. Your hands gripping his shoulders now as you felt his teeth from time to time. Letting his name fall out in a sigh from your lips. You weren’t sure where this was going, but you didn’t want to think right now. Just enjoy the sensations he was giving you right now. The moment you felt his hands on your breasts, you whimpered finally opening your eyes, but only to pull off the netting off a shirt and toss it to the side. The only thing stopping his actions, as he pulls you closer to straddle his lap. You could feel the erection in his jeans and there was a look in his eyes that made you want to just give in and give him everything. For that moment that you were absently rolling your hips against him, your soft pants loud in the emptiness of the room- He changes your positions, putting you on your back and hovering over you now. Evident lust in his eyes as he leans down to whisper in your ear….

“Get ready for the pool~”

And with that you see the biggest grin on his face as pulls away from you, now going over the dresser, to pull out a random pair of black swim shorts. You prop up on your elbows with an utter look of disbelief on your face.

“You’re kidding me?”

“What? You don’t wanna swim?” He says giving you the most innocent look and you’re grabbing a pillow of the bed to fling it at him. Watching him laugh before he runs out of the room and you only chase after him with the other pillow.

Some time had passed with your little playful game of cat and mouse around the house before you were actually settled into proper swimwear. You only having to take off your shorts. And after the embarrassing conversation since you failed to mention you couldn’t really swim- You were just fine watching your shirtless boyfriend swim around and splash at you from the pool while you two just passed the Tim until the stars hung so high. You’re sure it was much closer to midnight, but you didn’t care. But your mind had begun to wander. So much that you guess the look on your face made San worried as he swam closer to you with a concerned expression.

“What’s wrong? What’s the look for?”

You sigh shaking your head before speaking.

“It’s really just…We’ve been dating for like a month…I didn’t know you were- rich rich and I mean I just- It’s embarrassing that I didn’t even know who you were when we met…”

You hear the chuckle come from his lips and the splash of the water as he moves over to edge of the pool where you sat.

“Don’t be- That’s kind of what made me attracted to you. I don’t get to meet a lot of people that just- Be themselves around me you know?” He looks up at you with the most sincere gaze and your heart does a dangerous thing.

“Ah, well…I was kind of bitch when we met-“

“You have a strong sense of self.”

“I called you an asshole.”

“And my manager took your coffee and your parking spot.”

You both laugh as you reiterate the story. The moment felt so long ago, yet the two of you had only been about on 4 dates for the one month that you’d known him more intimately. You were a headstrong, struggling waitress and he was a silver spoon model. You had never really paid attention to his types before but- Well San was something a little different.

As you had caught yourself gazing out at the stars, you hadn’t realized how close he’d gotten until you felt his hands on your knees…Slowly spread your legs apart to put himself even closer to you. And as if he read your mind he asks you-

“What about you? What made you go on a date with me in the first place?” He asks you, wet hands rubbing up and down along your thighs.

“W-well uhm- Well I talked to my friends about you a lot. Complaining mostly- And uh- uhm they said that- They were making a bet that you’d probably spend half the date talking about yourself and…Trying to get into my pants.” You admitted a bit shamefully now and obviously distracted.

The laugh that came out of him honestly didn’t help and made your cheeks heat up even more. Kicking your legs at him but not really doing much good with him just cozy between them in the pool and you still plopped on the edge.

“I’m sorry- I’m sorry that’s just funny. I don’t sleep with anyone on the first date. It’s usually the girls that I go out with that try. But I had a feeling you weren’t like that. Of course that just made me want you more…” He admits, and you watch his gaze leave yours trailing down to somewhere else…

“W…What do you mean by that?”

“Well- You’re very independent. You gave the necklace back when I genuinely thought it might be something that suited you- I’m so used to girls that are bending over backwards for my attention…But you make me want to beg for yours.” Again, finally his eyes were back to lock with yours. Your words were stuck at your throat, especially with his curious hands working towards the obvious.

“My attention...huh?” You tried to sound confident but you’re sure he heard the tremble in your voice.

“Yes. Your attention. I was groomed and raised to be this- Perfect gentleman. Then when I got to the agency- I was given this stuck persona.” He shakes his head, now biting his lips, eyes trailing back down to the area between your legs. “But…”

“But…?” You question, swallowing the imaginary lump in your throat.

“But you make me wanna abandon all the proper gentlemen and smug model stuff. I just wanna be greedy…” His hands slowly slide back up to the strings of your bikini that were already loosely tied at your hips. “With my woman. I want you to be obsessed with me, and only me.”

You closed your eyes letting your head tilt back just a little. Trying to even out your breath as you felt him pull on the strings of your swim bottoms, untying them and taking a wet thumb already to rub between your folds, massaging over your clit.

“I know I’ve said I don’t sleep with girls on the first date…But the more time I spend with you the more I want you like this. But…It I do it then it’s just me. Only me. Even if you just wanna stick to fucking me after I’m gonna be the only guy you’re fucking.”

Your brows came together, and you whimpered just hearing his words. A chuckle coming from his lips and the motions of his thumb getting rougher, making your thighs tremble for a moment.

“I-I’m good with that…”

“Oh?” He quirks a brow. “So you just wanna fuck me huh?”

“N-no! I mean…If you wanna be the only guy-…” You bite your lip, tilting your head back even further. Not even getting to finish your sentence as he’s slowly plunging his middle finger inside you, and working his thumb back over your clit.

“Go on now, what were you saying?” He encourages, moving his finger in and out of you more suddenly as if that was his hurrying motion. Your words came out in a mess of soft moans.

“I want you, you can have me- I want you to fuck me.” You hum out not caring how it all looked or sounded right now.

Meanwhile, his eyes were on you, gawked, watching every little move you made. You miss the scene, but he licks his lips and slowly pulls his finger out of you. Then, you look back down at him with a disappointed whine, but not for long. The moment your eyes are on him, you’re watching him spread your thighs further on the pool edge, and lean in to swipe his tongue between your folds. Your grip the edges of the pool, sucking in a gasp with your jaw hanging for more moans to make their way out.

He’s teasing, slowly dragging his tongue between your folds, again and again, hands braced on your thighs. You’re moaning a lot more than you’d like to admit, but the ‘date’ was going along a lot better than you expected. Feeling his lips around your clit, sucking at the nub, your thighs jerk, closing slightly and you have a hand tangle in his wet locks. His name slips for your lips and his assault on your clit suddenly stops, and he’s slipping a greedy tongue inside you.

Both of your hands are in his hair now, back arching against nothing and sending your moans out to the stars. It’s only when you feel him lifting your legs to prop your knees over his shoulders that you have to topple back. Now propped on one hand as you catch yourself from falling on the stone. Your hips rolling now to meet the motions of his tongue- And his actions only seem to get hungrier. Chanting his name in high moans as your chest heaves, breathing becoming so frantic in the end- Your legs shake, you’re gritting your teeth and letting out a wordless cry as you release all into the mans mouth.

Panting heavily as you look down with erratic breathes, watching him pull his tongue away from you. A string of your juices still connecting his tongue to your cunt. Your eyes are teary, and you finally realize how tight you’re gripping his hair before slowly loosening your grip.

“I-I’m sorry…” You breathe out, catching your breathe finally as you move your hand from his hair, to take your fingers through yours.

For a moment you’re just there- Eyes closed trying to come down from your eyes. San’s tongue still teasing at your thighs and your pussy. Lapping up your juices, and suckling from time to time. Your body twitched from time to time before you finally grabbed him by his hair again with a groan.

“Come on, anymore of your mouth and you’re gonna dry me out.” You huff before hearing a hum come from him, hands now slowly lifting your legs from his shoulders to place them back into the water fully.

“Well- Time to get to that other part we discussed.” He says as he licks you off is his lips, hands massaging your thighs still, seeming to enjoy your trembling under his fingertips.

“O-other part?”

“Being the only guy you’re fucking part.”

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[ifidiedinadream]

As you opened requests for Joel reader inserts I will bring something I sent you some time ago: Joel being your best friend and you telling him that no man never made you have an orgasm in your whole life and he take this as a challenge but you're not sure because it might ruin your friendship but also you want him SO bad that you can't resist him

hiiiiiiiiiii im back!! hope you enjoy 🖤

also on ao3

"What the fuck? Really?" 

It happened among jokes that tasted of Lonkero and beer. You hadn't really meant to share this much; surely the Blind Channel boys were your friends, and Joel your best friend at that, and surely you did exchange dating tips from time to time and talk about your most recent dates. 

But it never went this far. Now that it has, it's like a line was crossed. 

Telling them no man ever made you have an orgasm elicited all kinds of reaction: Niko said he couldn't believe it, that it was statistically impossible, Aleksi's eyes went wide, Olli's eyebrows furrowed like he was truly sorry for you, Joonas cracked a joke, Tommi grimaced sticking his bottom lip out. However, Joel's reaction was the most surprised of them all. 

"Come on, it can't be," he coaxed, "not even once?" 

You shook your head, smiling a bit from the embarrassment. 

"Who the hell have you been with?" 

You thought back to all the men you've slept with. None of them had particularly focused on your pleasure if you were being honest, but that couldn't be everything... 

"Maybe it's just especially hard for me." 

Joel had a glimmer in his eyes, a drive in him. He looked at you with intent for a moment, and you could tell he wanted to say something, at this point you were expecting him to. It made you feel on edge, because he was quiet, everyone was. Then he crossed his arms on his chest and finally uttered the words. 

"I think I could. If I tried." 

The other guys all oooh-ed and your cheeks felt scorching hot. Joel's earnest face softened with a smile. There were another couple of jokes about it (courtesy of the very funny guys in the band) and then the topic was dropped (because Joonas went to grab another beer but he dropped the bottle as soon as he took it because he was too drunk, and obviously (thankfully) the spilled beer that was funnier than continuing to tease you). 

Yet Joel never forgot about it. When you went home later that night, he texted you before you could change into your nightwear, telling you he hoped he hadn't upset you. You told him it was okay. He said he wasn't fully joking, that he would try to make you have an orgasm if you wanted him to. Your heart started beating fast and you finished your night routine before texting back, thinking of what to say, trying to calm down first. Joel was your best friend. 

But fuck if he wasn't hot as hell. 

"Wouldn't that be weird?" you wrote. 

"Not if we don't make it weird," he texted back. You thought for a minute. 

"I don't know..." 

He was typing immediately after. 

"We don't have to. If you're not sure, it's okay, we won't do it. I just took it as a challenge I guess is all." 

"A challenge?" 

"Guess I wanna show you it's not you. It's the guys you've been with that were selfish assholes." 

You snorted. He wasn't completely wrong, although maybe he was making it too easy. You took a deep breath, trying to stabilize your thoughts and your trembling hands. 

"Okay. I'm game." 

"Wait - you are?!" 

He wasn't expecting it, huh?  

"Are you sure?" he texted before you could respond. 

"Be at mine tomorrow at 7 p.m." 

You wondered if you should add a remark, a joke, but you were too nervous to write anything else, so you left it at that. Joel didn't answer right away, which only made you more anxious (what if he wasn't being serious after all?) but when a hell yeah popped up on your screen, you laughed to yourself. 

*** 

Which leads to today. Joel is at your place, sitting next to you on the couch. Turns out you were right, this is fucking weird, and you never looked at Joel with the intent of fucking him, but now the possibility is at your fingertips, and it shouldn't make you as wet as you are, especially since none of you is saying anything out of sheer, utter embarrassment. 

"You changed your mind?" you ask at length, because no man has ever hesitated so much to touch you under similar circumstances before. 

"I haven't. I just... don't know what I should do now." Joel brings a hand to the back of his neck and scratches it, looking anywhere but into your eyes. Only when you put a hand on his thigh does his gaze lift. 

"You don't think this could ruin our friendship, do you?" 

Joel smiles at you. "No. Nothing can ever change the fact that I love you as a friend." 

You sigh, somewhat reassured by his words. You let yourself scoot closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder. He smells amazing and his shoulders are so big and strong. 

"Can I... can I kiss you?" 

His voice is low, soft, in a way even you haven't heard much from him. It makes you shiver in pleasure; wordlessly, you lift your head and grab the side of his face, connecting your lips in a kiss. It's slow at first, tentative, like you're really allowing yourselves to get lost in the moment. Only when the brains catch up does it turn more urgent, with Joel grabbing the back of your head to pull you closer to him and you moaning into his mouth. 

"Okay?" he says upon pulling back, eyes heavy-lidded. Discombobulated and with your gut on fire, you breathe out an "okay", and Joel gently pushes you to lie on your back. He kisses you again as he's on top of you. He's smirking when he pulls away. 

"What?" you ask, his smile contagious. 

"Now we're gonna have fun. And you will enjoy it." 

You pretend your stomach didn't flip at the words. "Good luck." 

"You don't have much faith in this, do you?" 

You shrug. Why should this once be different? 

However, since you're so horny, you decide not to answer, on account of you don't want to discourage him. Sex for sex's sake has always been nice, orgasms are not necessary, and you know how to enjoy sex without them by now. To Joel it might be a challenge, but for you it's just sex with someone you trust who also happens to be hot as fuck. There's nothing to lose. 

You just hope Joel won't take it personal when the climax doesn't arrive. 

You let Joel take your pants and your underwear off. The cool air caressing your skin makes you shiver, and the contrast is nice when Joel's huge, warm hands touch your inner thighs to part your legs. He's staring right there, his own lips parted and the bottom one sticking out, before his eyes snap up to your own, so dark and intense it makes you swallow in anticipation. Still watching your face, studying you, Joel's thumb brushes over your clit once. You want him so bad the simple touch forces your eyes closed. Encouraged by your reaction, Joel touches your clit once again, this time applying more pressure, massaging it slowly. You groan, loving it. 

"Does it feel good?" Joel asks in that soft voice from earlier. 

"Fuck yeah," you say, and it's true; it feels amazing - but, just like every time, the pleasure is... static. It doesn't grow as time passes. It's a pleasant hum low in your stomach that doesn't threaten to explode. 

After a while, you tell Joel as much. He stops, looking pensive, but not deterred at all; he raises his eyebrows, preparing to get to work again. 

"Time to try something else then." 

His face disappears between your legs. When his tongue finds your clit, it's wet and warm, and your eyelids flutter. Joel starts off slow and tender, but you're quick to tell him you need more: an orgasm might not be your goal, and you know stressing about it will only hinder your enjoyment of what Joel is currently doing, but you trust him enough to be honest with him. It doesn't happen often with men, but Joel is your best friend, you know he loves you, and you know you can tell him what you like unapologetically. 

Joel understands. His tongue starts moving faster, pressing harder, and fuck if it feels better. You let him know by moaning out loud. His hands grab the sides of your thighs to keep you in place as his pace increases. 

You watch him over your mons pubis: his eyes are closed, brows furrowed, like he's savoring your taste, and his nose touches the skin just above your clit. He only stops to breathe every once in a while, compensating by giving you kisses and breathing over your sensitive clit wet with saliva before he immediately goes back to work. He's incredibly hot, and attentive to your every reaction, and his tongue moves faster and faster. This time, it does feel like your pleasure is actually building up, and it's a new feeling entirely. You put your hand in his hair to pull him closer and tell him to keep going. He does, and one of his hands leaves your thigh to touch you under his chin, brushing at your entrance. 

That's when he stops, locks eyes with you and says in a dangerous, breathy voice: "Fuck. You're so wet." 

As if to prove his point, he shoves his finger inside you, which slides in easily. He adds another finger and then rotates his wrist, so that the pads of his fingers are pointing upwards. He goes back to eating you out, as quickly and intensely as before, only this time he's stimulating your g-spot with his fingers as well, curling them and pressing against it. It feels too good you lose it - you think this is the closest you'll ever get to a man giving you an orgasm. 

Your body trembles, the pleasure in your tummy turning broader and stronger, occupying more space, making your guts twist harder. Any other man would've given up by now, it's been a while, and you're aware that Joel's intensity requires a lot of effort. But he doesn't relent. 

That's what Joel is like. When he has a goal, he'll do anything in his power to reach it. 

It takes another moment. A moment where you feel it coming slowly but surely, where you hope Joel doesn't stop (you're too lost in the pleasure to say it out loud), where the cognitive abilities fade from your brain. 

And then, without much of a warning, you finally come undone. 

You push Joel closer to you with a hand on his head as your body writhes, his free hand on your hip keeping you as still as possible as he keeps licking you. Your own free hand fists the edge of the couch and your legs agitate, wrapping around Joel's upper body. The waves of pleasure make your spine arch and your own moans come to you muffled through your ringing ears. 

It leaves you shocked. A shocked, incredulous panting mess, and when Joel resurfaces, he has the smuggest smile on his face. 

"So is this it? Am I officially the first?" 

You snort and look to the side. 

"Looks like it." 

Joel gets on top of you and your faces are now close. 

"Told you. It was never you; you've only been with assholes in the past." 

And maybe you're quite a lot hotter than any of them, you want to add but don't. 

"Mmh, maybe," you say, brushing it off. Your attention shifts to the hard thing pressing against your thigh. "We can fuck if you want. Doubt you'll be as lucky but I'm willing to let you try." 

"You already underestimated me once, baby, don't make the same mistake again." He unbuttons his jeans as he speaks, grinding against your leg while his body shifts. He's even sexier when he's confident and your legs spread of their own accord. You hook your finger into the collar of his t-shirt and pull him closer. 

"Show me what you got."

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[octoberautumnbox]

Most to least of how sexually you are attracted towards each IZ*ONE member?

wifey Yuri s-tier goddess of a woman id spill blood for her if she asked me to. perfect cutie face that could twist into RBF in a second's notice, a body to die for criminally underappreciated since IZ*ONE but especially in her later appearances my god this woman i love her so fucking much it drives me crazy

Chaewon is the perfect mix of loser cute and irresistible sexy there were so many missed stage outfits from Perfect Night i want to cry SHE LOOKED SO GOOD IN THE MV

Yujin has such a stage presence and vibe and visual that it might be the second hardest thing in the world to look away when she gets serious

Minju is such a sweet-looking girl that you just wanna corrupt her and shower her in cu-- *gunshots*

Wonyoung has such brat potential and the body to match, she's definitely a bit picky with who she'll get with (and god knows she has only the highest standards)

Eunbi especially after the Water Bomb performances,,,,, mommy vibes all around being caring and letting you suck until youre full and then some!!

Yena is hot sure but sex with her would be like talking about games and TV shows while railing her from behind which is hot in itself but also its YENA

Sakura I'll be honest I didn't really pay that much attention to throughout IZ*ONE era but Perfect Night she really caught my attention like that white form-fitting crop top and black booty shorts were chefs kiss dangerous how dare she keep that cute face through all that

Chaeyeon is probably absolutely flexible and as long as you show her a good time she's all yours to use. wouldnt be afraid to take the lead too and send you to heaven and back. and to heaven and back. and to heaven. and back. and to heav

Nako is directly linked to size kink like im pretty sure she's half my height plus she'd take me so well (the guy in her new drama is so lucky)

Hyewon ice queen would probably act all bored but deep down inside she'd be holding everything back just to make you work harder to push her over the edge like she'd have never came before

Hitomi last but only because I have a busty kink and she really doesnt do it in that department for me. on the other hand she'd be so succubus coded teasing u more and more and making you teach her her place

[spaceagebachelormann]

Hii am I able to request Dean Portman x M!Reader who is also goth and Bombay’s son? Like how would Bombay and the rest of the team react when they find out Dean and him are dating?

dean with a goth bf who’s bombays son !

✧ warnings: maybe some homophobia (it takes place in the 90s after all), and mentions of people being judgemental towards readers style. also there’s like one sexual joke

✧ additional info: been wanting to write this for awhile now ngl <3, and also reader is on the team because it makes my life easier

✧ nav. — m.list.

i’m gonna be honest

he probably thought you were weird at first cause of the way you would dress

he didn’t say anything abt it though because you were bombays son and he didn’t wanna get kicked off the team so he js kept quiet

but i feel like he eventually starts to think ur cool because he’d talk to u through fulton cause fulton seems like that one mf who’s friends with literally everyone

he finds out ur music taste is the bomb (GOTH MUSIC EATS IDC) and slowly builds a friendship over that

he seems like he would be able to easily recognize his feelings for u

but he has internalized homophobia and hid it because his thought was “he’s hot but in a friend way” (it’s not in a friend way)

i hc that him and julie are close friends so when it starts to frustrate him he goes to her

they talk it out and she helps him realize that he def likes u

“everytime i see him i just wanna grab him and kiss him but like in a friend way” “dean would you flirt with your guy friends” “no?? tf?? oh.” “yeah”

probably takes a week to accept it before realizing this way he can pull both guys and girls

he starts making like subtle moves at u since he knows everyone will just think y’all are joking abt something

he’d probably get annoyed if u don’t catch on 😭

after a week of accepting he likes guys he decides to ask u out cause like what’s he got to lose

it was probably SO random too

y’all are sitting on his bed when suddenly he moves closer and just says “ur hot ngl”

and then he confesses slightly normally and y’all start ur relationship!

now because it’s the 90s and it’s a mlm relationship he becomes so much more protective than if he had a gf

someone looks at you guys weird in public? he’s looking even weirder back. someone calls you guys a certain f slur under their breath? he walks up to them and calls it them to their face

at this point he thinks ur style is so cool and interesting and js wants to show u off a lot

will walk behind u to check u out mainly and so u can have the spotlight

and he will fight anyone who makes fun of you

he’d always have an arm around ur waist or shoulders or on ur thigh for funsies

also probably calls u the names of goth artists cause he thinks it’s funny

u bring him something? “thanks robert smith”

u give him a lil kiss after practice? “why don’t u give me another marilyn manson?”

ALSO IM SORRY IF THEY ARENT GOTH ARTISTS IM VERY NEW TO GOTH MUSIC PLS CORRECT ME IF IM WRONG

as for bombays reaction

dean probably fucking told him by accident during practice 😭

“dean nobody likes when ur get agressive like that—” “OH YEAH? UR SON SURE FUCKIN DOES”

and then everyone js kinda stares at him

and bombay turns to u and then looks at him again before js telling everyone to keep practicing

he pulls y’all aside to talk to u

he’s supportive ofc <3 but he also reminds u to be careful because people aren’t very accepting

but he also knows there isn’t much to worry about cause when ur dating dean ur also probably bsfs with fulton and those two will die before letting anything happen to u

i cant think of anything else rn but i might come back and add to this!

#mars lovely anons <3 #the mighty ducks x reader #the mighty ducks #tmd x reader #tmd #dean portman #dean portman x reader #mars writing 🧈

[mewintheflesh-2]

How would you go about designing fusions?

Like, I think my design for Razor looks more silly than scary (mainly the beak face why are beaks so hard) and I don't know if it fits with the rest of them.

Im honestly not 100% sure about the process of how I do it! 😭 I guess I just do?????? But I’ll try my best to explain my thought process even if it might be what you were already thinking/doing

I think mostly what I do is look for very prominent features on the Pokémon first, like for example, the legs of a Zoroark, its claws, and its face markings. That, and its ears. I also take notice of how on some parts of the body there’s longer fur jutting out of places like the elbows or the hips. With Mutt, who to be honest I haven’t made art of in a long time but I don’t feel the need to change him that much, I just compiled all of the features I thought defined the Pokémon and found ways to incorporate them into/onto the human body.

With Alexandra (Dragonite girl) I took the antenna, wings, and big tail as main points of the design I wanted to incorporate into her and found ways I liked it. I used them in pretty basic ways, but I did replace her ears with miniature Dragonite wings as well, as I was inspired by some art (of which I don’t know the fandom of) where there were bird-people with wings for ears.

If a Pokémon has distinct legs I will incorporate those by replacing the human legs entirely, and if the Pokémon has claws I’ll replace their fingernails with those instead. Pretty basic stuff though

I think almost all of the fusions that I’ve posted about so far aside from Parasect Girl have tails too, so that’s a little funny to me.

Also, I don’t always make every Pokémon part completely proportionate to the human body, with a certain fusion that will go unnamed, instead of shrinking fhe Pokémon’s “tail” to be how a normal sized tail would be for a human, I made the tail big and thick, which would no doubt get in the way of normal living, but that’s one thing that’s consistent with most all of the fusions. It disturbs their ability to live “like a normal human would” even if they tried their hardest.

Fusions can also take away senses and disable you to some degree. Like for example, Parasect Girl has extremely low vision and relies mostly on hearing to tell where things are/what’s happening. As a result her hearing has gotten very very good.

I think my main thing when designing fusions is that I’m not afraid/hesitant to make their bodies impractical/take away vital limbs for living/adding limbs that actively inhibit them. If you got your legs replaced with a dogs or a birds, wouldn’t you feel disoriented too?

One fusion I made also has a beak, a tentacruel fusion, but for that one I ended up making the squid beak act as weird lips. The actual “beak” design parts on the tentacruel ended up going other places, like jutting out of her arms.

ALSO another thing I like to do is spare no expense when it comes to adding details. Fuck “over designing” do what you want forever. Though that doesn’t mean that designs can’t get incomprehensible, it’s a somewhat delicate process (I guess??? It comes easy to me so I’m not sure.) ANYWAYS if you see an empty spot on the body and you’re not sure if you want it to stay empty or not, go ham and try out as many things as you want until you’re happy with it!! It might take a bit but what doesn’t when it comes to character design?

For a clearer example that might show my line of thinking more, I’ll generate a random Pokémon and brainstorm what a human fusion of it might look like.

Okay so I generated a Pokémon and I swear to god

SLUGMA BA- [gets shot]

This one is a little difficult since it doesn’t have too many distinct details if you just look at it at a glance.

let’s list off some features of it first!

Okay, so: Yellow pointed eyes, antenna like features coming from the head, very goopy, and also RED.

Also taking into account how hot the temperatures slugma gives off.

So. Let’s take a human, and try to fuse them together. More often than not when I get a pre-evolution fusion, I make them a child/just generally a younger person. However I think that for this we’ll just go with no age in particular.

So! First, I think the extreme temperatures wouldn’t fuse well with the human body, it would make them very melty/goopy. I would likely add little drips of their skin at their lips, and maybe even take away their legs in their entirety. Maybe they could just be a torso and melty pile of searing hot goop/flesh/magma beneath them? I think i would make it magma just to keep more of the Pokémon incorporated into the design. I would make the whites of the eyes yellow, make their eyes a more almond/pointed shape, and their irises either black or piercing bright red.

I think their hands would be a little goopy as well. Perhaps their hair would be melting/dripping over their head/face or maybe even acting similar to those visual heatwaves you see when it’s super hot outside! Now for someone who is literally searing hot and melting, I don’t think they would have any resemblance of clothes, but since their body is so melty, I don’t think it’d matter to be covered up too much. I think at some point as the flesh melts and drips off, it turns into magma. It’ll never be anything but complete magma when it falls off of the fusions body unless you actively take it off. (Looking at you FUSE. He’d probably be very curious how they’d taste.).

I think they’d have fire jutting out of their forehead in the shape of the fire antenna, or maybe it’d be their hair instead standing up and waving like flames in a strange way. I think they’d leave a constant burn/melting trail behind them, melting the floors as they slug around, and melting anything if they get too close. They’d likely have to be fed/given water similar to water tribe prisoners in ATLA (That one girl who taught Katara blood bending). Speaking of water, I don’t think they’d be able to get anywhere near it, it would hurt them severely, but that would mean they couldn’t drink water whatsoever. Maybe they don’t need water to live? Would they even have blood anymore? Or would it have all been boiled out of their body? Questions like these, questioning how Pokémon anatomy/natures would pair with humans/human behaviours is also important to designing fusions for me. I’m not sure exactly how important it is for it, but it’s definitely a part of what I think about when designing fusions.

Let’s try another shall we?

Wartortle! This is a nice design.

Something I immediately take notice of is the feathery ear like projections out of its head, along with its feathery tail. Boom, replace their ears with the feathery protrusions, and give them their feathery tail. I think their hair would also look similar to their ear protrusions, a wavy ocean look. Their arm hair, if they have any, would probably look the same, same for their leg hair. Wartortle’s also got white claws coming out of its hands, so those go onto the humans hands as well.

Then of course there’s the shell. You could make it look like a weird backpack, but that’s not something I would do personally. Especially since I’d want them to have the ability to hide in their shell. I would make the shell larger than their body, which would probably limit their movement quite significantly. Now about the front of the shell, I’m not sure how that would work out. If it’s proportionate to the back of the shell, then that would limit their movement even more. But if we strike a good balance of size, they can still move around decently while still being able to hide away in their shell. Now I like that a lot better. Their mouth would likely be wider than normal human mouths, and they would have decently sharp canines poking out of their lips. Their eyes would also be decently slanted and red, or atleast instead of slanted, would be in a permanent “im pissed off” look.

Okay so I actually really like the Wartortle concept a lot so I think I’ll keep them. TEEHEE >:3c

Oh yeah! Also another thing, specifically with Momo, is that Furfrou’s ears are pretty large/long compared to their head, so I exaggerated that to an extreme for her, making them go down to her middle-upper leg.

ALSO when it comes to clothes, pretty much all of the fusions have clothes that they wear, even if it’s just a shirt (See Mutt and Momo.). Unless it’s a Slugma fusion situation, they will pretty much always have atleast one article of clothing. I don’t put distinguishable human nudity in any of the fusions, the closest you’d get to that is Mutt if he didn’t have a shirt on, or like I mentioned, the Slugma Fusion.

I hope this helped literally at all!!!!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 I’m not even sure if this made sense in any way at all aside from the impromptu fusion design brainstorming

#Mandjtv #Dr. Fuse #Fuchsia Orion #Mutt (DTDF) #Momo (DTDF) #Alexandra (DTDF) #Unnamed Wartortle Fusion (DTDF) #Unnamed Slugma Fusion (DTDF) #I’m not sure if i’ll keep the Slugma Fusion canon though. #Don’t Trust Dr. Fuse #DTDF #The Fusion Lab #The Fusion Subjects #Fusion Science

[hijinxensues]

The Cloaking Brooch Dilemma - Part 8

RotTMNT Donatello x OC!AFAB

Synopsis: Donatello considered himself, nay, deemed himself the greatest mind of his generation. He was known for his skills as a scientist, inventor, engineer and was a technological genius. Dare he throw in that he was a damn good brother and held the title of being ¼th ‘Protector of New York City’.

He could barely fathom that he didn’t piece together that the pretty barista he was falling for was simultaneously his gaming buddy (might I add, for the last eight years) and was working for Big Mama.

At this very moment, Donatello was sure of two things in his life. One of them being his life was a joke and the second being that he was fraternizing with the enemy.

All because he decided to run errands whilst donning his cloaking brooch.

Warnings: Aged-Up turtles, fluff, Half-Yokai OC, AFAB OC (does use she/her/they pronouns in writing), swearing, light angst

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Despite your best efforts to convince Donnie to stay as the night closed in on the both of you, he politely declined saying that he’d make it home and that he was absolutely tougher than he looked. While he didn’t give off ‘string bean’ vibes, Donnie was very lean; you made a mental note to start feeding him more.

After ensuring he got home safe and bidding him goodnight, you cleaned up after yourselves and made yourself comfy in your own bed.

letty: not to give you a big ego or anything, but its like super lonely without you here lmao also vacuum up after ur rabbit fur ffs, why I also gotta clean up after YOUR shedding

gigi: my ego is so fucking large right now, also I pay for most of the groceries so. u can deal w the shedding ty bb

gigi: i will admit that i, too, have separation anxiety LOL its too late for me to make it over there

letty: donnie mentioned something about ‘portal magic’ or whatever being pretty common amongst yokai, maybe make urself useful and learn some, or better yet find someone who can do it for you

gigi: got, it will find hot boyfriend to portal me to ur place. Bc that’s SO easy. Also how was loverboy tonight?

letty: OMF I had a panic attack and then we like…semi cuddled or smth? Our shoulders were touching EEEE

gigi: THE SHOULDERS BABE!! youre ridiculous lmao im going to bed now, will swing by idk whenever ill just show up, night lov u bb

letty: ya whatever u got a key. that u got cut for yourself lmao

letty: NIGHT love u too

You rolled your eyes and made yourself into a little burrito before tucking your phone under your pillow and settling in. Having Donatello actively in your life the past few weeks was a bit of a whirlwind, getting past the initial shock of it all, the two of you established a bit of a routine and fallen into a rhythm. There were evenings where you had night shifts or he was just busy with family, but you’d made time to video chat or text almost all hours of the day and then to see each other at least every few days, schedule permitting.

Were you two…seeing each other?

No, that would be ridiculous. The prerequisite of two or more people seeing each other with romantic intentions would be that all parties would be in consensus to said suggestion prior to moving forward with it. On top of that, all parties would also have to be honest…guilt gnawed at you your hand finding it’s way to one of your ears and tugging gently. The ‘Cloaking Brooch Dilemma’ would have to be addressed sooner or later, but when? It felt like too much time had passed to just casually bring it up. Would he think you’re a liar? Worse, would he hate you for lying by omission? You should’ve just made the reveal the same night you found out he was using ‘Othello’ as an alias.

Sighing, you closed your eyes and let sleep take you. It was a problem for another day.

--

You hadn’t heard much from Donnie during the day, (he did have other obligations than answering your text messages back, unfortunately). Wiping the counter down at Rendezvous, you get a ping on your phone.

gigi: we out of milk can u get some on the way home plz

letty: we?

letty: WHOS ‘WE’? you and me? U don’t live there

letty: u fucking moocher

letty: also yes lactose free? venmo me bitch

After receiving a thumbs up emoji from your rabbit counterpart, you focus back on tending to the coffee machine and cleaning up. There wasn’t much longer to go until your shift here was done, you’d get a little bit of a break then you’d have a shift at the Grand Nexus. Making a mental note to put up milk in between your jobs, the telltale ring of the door goes off making it known someone’s come in.

“Hi, welcome to- oh, hey! It’s been a while!”

Your hands make quick work starting a latte for him and grabbing a cinnamon bun. You give him a once over which causes you to pause your rapid muscle memory. Your regular normally wore a black mask to cover his nose and mouth but he was without it today and you were met with a very familiar shade of green and purple. The purple clad individual was sans his goggles and in place a black beanie, but with his drawn-on eyebrows on his purple bandana, this was without a doubt, the terrapin who you’d had, not one but two, run ins with at Tio Huesos’. He looked so casual bundled up in his coat, faux fur lined the hood, his bottom half in well-worn dark grey sweatpants and then boots with dark purple socks poking out the top.

Thinking back to the other times you’d seen him previously, how have you not recognized him sooner?

You honestly weren’t sure how to feel, he’d always been a quiet and well-behaved regular. He’d never given you a hard time and had always given a nod or a half curtesy smile before heading out with his goods. Frustration brewed in your chest thinking back to all his attitude outside the Rendezvous walls.

“Hello,” his voice cracked, he smoothed over his neck with a hand and cleared his throat, “Salutations!” he tried one more time with a nervous chuckle and an awkward smile. You were almost tempted to think he was cute. Almost. “Tonight is an exceptional night for a stroll and a coffee, don’t you think?”

This was a very different version of the turtle you previously had run into with your rabbit ears equipped. Thinking back, he was much more nervous now than you’d ever seen taking in account the times he’d come by the coffee shop over the years, and he’d never previously tried to initiate small talk with you in the past.

“The same as usual, right? I’ve already got it going.”

He deflates, smile quickly replace with a tight-lipped nod. Eyes darting everywhere but your own as he paid for his order. He shoved his hands deep into his pockets as he stiffly made his way to the other counter to wait for his order.

Holding back a groan, you got his order ready, guilt seeping into your bones as your curt response wiped the smile off his face. He does have a pretty smile. Biting back a scowl you mentally reprimand yourself for thinking any boy with pretty eyes that paid you any attention was cute.

“Ah, sorry sir,” you start slowly, “just having a long day.”

You slide over two cinnamon buns instead of one, “An extra for you on the house.” Twirling a bit of hair around your finger, you tug lightly and offer as bright of a smile as you can muster to turn the mood around.

The terrapin almost fumbles his coffee cup as he puffs his chest out with a newfound confidence. ‘Oh god, there he is’, this energy was what you associated with him at Tio Huesos. He was but a shade away from exuding an air of arrogance.

“But of course! I did not at all take the pervious interaction personally in any capacity! Ha ha!”

Two things were made instantly clear to you.

1)     Purple Turtle was a shitty liar.

He pulls a giggle out of you, and you catch his grin widen marginally as his fingers clench and adorably thrum on the pastry box.

2)     You were too soft on Purple Turtle. (Note to self: Be an asshole and commit to it.)

He glances down at your nametag, and the gesture oddly reminds you of Donnie, “Violet, have a good evening.”

“You as well, sir.”

The terrapin struts out of the shop quickly and with purpose, a bit of a bounce to his step a stark contrast from his more subdued and jittery movements coming in. You almost miss him fist bump the air as he turns the corner and is out of sight.

‘You’ve been invited to ‘Girls Night!’ group chat’

Rapid pings happen on your phone as April, Sunita and Usagi spam the text thread. Quickly, you put the group chat on mute and save both girls numbers into your phone. Pocketing your phone to clean up after your mess you made another mental note to try your best and actual conversate and cultivate new relationships with Usagi’s other friends.

The rest of your shift goes by uneventfully and your co-worker comes in to relieve you as you clock out. Waving them a goodbye, you gather your things and head home to rest up before your night shift at the Grand Nexus.

--

Your apartment is rabbit-less when you enter, and you put the milk away in the fridge. Your nose twitches as you walk around the space, ‘I probably just missed him’, your sense of smell was slightly heightened post-mutation and you didn’t put it to use often but it was useful when needed.

‘125 Missed Messages’

Snorting you press the record button to record a voice note, “Hey girlies, sorry was at work. Just got home, but also going to head out to work again in a little bit. Uh, got the milk, Gigi. Also, lets plan for hanging out? I can host, my space is small, but it’ll be cozy! Hope yall don’t mind rabbit fur- Gigi is shedding.” Letting the voice note send, you prep another, “Also, 125 missed messages!?”

A voice note from Usagi pops up, “Venmo’d you for milk. Yes, catch up on the chat while you get ready for work. I’ll swing by later, probably? Love you.”

April: yall are too cute!! reminds me of my siblings but much less violent and annoying

Violet: LOL, how many u got?

Sunita: she has like, 4 brothers.

Four!? That would make April one of five siblings, in this economy? In New York City?! Settling into your couch cushions you catch up on your missed messages and send a few voice notes back to them.

April: okay, so girls night on Thursday? that gives us all a few days to prep and book off work!

Sunita: Already in the calendar!! SO EXCITED

Usagi: i’ll be there early to help set up the apartment

Letty: YAY okay sounds good yall, will talk later, just getting ready 4 the night shift

Getting ready you put your things together and leisurely pull out a post it-note and start writing to let Usagi know when you’d be home and to throw the garbage out when he got in. Sticking the note on the fridge, you double then triple check you have everything for your shift then set off to your destination.

--

“Did you ever find out what that turtle Yokai was snooping around for?” Draping yourself across the magenta chaise you play catch with yourself and a crumpled-up piece of paper. Catching the ball in your hand you make the next toss into a nearby waste basket.

The loud smack on the table startles you enough to almost slide out of the chaise.

“No, we didn’t. He was seemingly snooping around for nothing; nothing was out of place. Nothing was missing. It was virtually untouched.”

Odd, but what did you know about hero and villain affairs?

Usagi had pretty much confirmed that he was one of the color-coded vigilantes that saved the city from the alien invasion a few years back and so you were reticent to think he was doing something with malicious intent. You were very well aware through the grape vine that Big Mama was…’sketchy’ to speak plainly. If anything, ‘sketchy’ was a very watered-down descriptor of the woman.

Secretly, you hoped he got what he needed the last time so you wouldn’t need to be caught up with him again. You really did like the job at the hotel. The grandeur of the hotel used to make you feel out of place, but now it felt cozy to be surrounded by such warmth from the richness of the velvet furniture and the overdressed patrons.

The telltale flickering red light catches your attention and you let go of a breath you didn’t know you were holding, “Hello, front-“

“Intercom girl, I was hoping I’d catch you.”

How he was able to tell it was you based on two words alone stumped you.

The florescent blue clouds your vision as the line goes dead and the blue clad terrapin walks through and closes the portal behind him. A hand finds your emergency button immediately; however you find yourself not wanting to press it. Ears swiveling, you do a once over the lobby to confirm there was no other employees in the vicinity to see this. Your hand knocks over the switch for the security cameras trained on the front desk and you lie to yourself that you did it by accident.

Sticking your neck out for a stupid, blue turtle wasn’t on your to-do list today, but here you were.

“I think you already know what I’m going to say, but how can I help you?”

“You know, Intercom Girl, I can call you ‘Intercom Girl’ right? I think we got off on the wrong foot,” he flashes a grin at you that would surely make someone else swoon (but not you, purple was more your color), “The names’ Leo and I believe you and me might have a mutual friend.”

You follow his gaze to the button on your wrist to notify the staff and you guess he catches the way your eyebrows furrow uncertainly so he follows up with a, “I don’t bite, promise.”

“You’re going to need to give me more than just your name and an ominous mention about a mutual friend.” Rationally, you could guess he was talking about Usagi, given that Usagi himself confirmed the terrapins did takeout at Huesos. However, Leo could also be alluding to April or even Sunita? Though, those choices were less plausible since there was only one instance where you’d met them.

“We’re also on a time limit before someone comes down to check on me, so talk fast.” Pressing him for time seems to be the right play as he deflates momentarily as the jig is up. He glances around the same way you did before and leans in close, “So,”

“So?”

“There’s this,” he runs a hand down his face and you don’t miss the way his cheeks are dusted with pink. Gesturing with your hand for him to keep going, he refuses to meet your eyes as he continues, “Rabbit Yokai at ‘Run of the Mill’.”

You were calling Usagi once you got off the clock.

“And you’ve come to me to confirm that we’re mutuals or?”

He fidgets with the wrappings on his arms, “I’m usually much more suave than this,” he chuckles nervously and pulls at an invisible collared shirt.

“Are you? Because it looks like rabbit got your tongue.” Confidently you smirk at him with your play on words.

“I can respect that, honestly. I made an IHOP joke last I saw you so I definitely deserved that. Point is, I’m just making sure he’s safe.”

Scratch that, you were calling Usagi the moment Leo left.

“Safe? Where is he? What’re you on about?” Panic shows itself in the way your fingers go to your pocket to grab your phone to contact him. Leo’s gaze hardens as he stares down your jittery form, “You work at the Grand Nexus, who’s owned by Big Mama- one of the biggest crime lords for the Hidden City. Can’t be too careful.”

“And? Usagi’s my best friend!” your mouth is too fast for your brain and you’ve revealed the only real leverage you had against him, “Are you accusing me of putting him in danger because of my night job!? How do you even know we know each other?! I would’ve heard about you if you were important to him.”

Usagi would’ve told you if he was seeing someone, especially if it was this guy. Right?

The doubt that’s sowed into your head is blinding and doesn’t help you think straight as you press the emergency button Leatherhead gave you.

“You should go. Don’t come back.”

Leo’s gaze doesn’t leave yours, his expression unreadable, as he opens his portal and walks through.

--

Your apartment door almost comes off the hinges with how violently you unlock and push it open. Your rabbit counterpart yelps and flops onto the floor unceremoniously from the couch. Usagi’s has his hand to his heart, he breathes heavy and fast, “What the fuck is going on!? It’s like, 1am in the morning!”

“I don’t know, you tell me! Do you happen to know a ‘Leo’? That’s also a turtle? Because I’ll tell you what there’s probably not many of those around!”

A flash of recognition runs across his face as he catches his breath, “Well, yeah? He comes to Tio Huesos’. Why did you have to give me a heart attack, for the second time, at 1am in the morning to ask that question!?”

Tears pinprick at your eyes as you collapse beside him on the floor and recount the encounter with Leo to Usagi, bottom lip quivering and tears painting your cheeks. “Do you not trust me?” Warm arms engulf you, “Letty, I trust you with my life. Leo can get overprotective-“

“So, you do know him?!”

“I do! But like, casually? I was actually waiting to see if it’d get more serious before I outright told you.”

“But we tell each other everything.” Her admission is barely a murmur. 

“We do, and I was wrong to keep it from you even if that wasn’t the intention. You know how quickly I catch feelings and I really just wanted to be sure before I brought it up this time. I’m so sorry, Letty.” Sputtering out a watery laugh you clutch at his sweater, “Lest we forget, Gerard the Frog Prince, your last ‘true love’.”

There’s a playful bat at your head and a tug on your ear, “Listen, I deserve that but also fuck you.”

The air in the apartment is much lighter as the two of you sleepily clutch onto each other, seeking warmth and comfort. Usagi reaches for the comforter and a few pillows, “We can do a pillow fort tonight?”

Wiping away your tears onto Usagi’s sweater you nod and get up to help him drape sheets over a few chairs before grabbing a few fairy lights from your bedroom to rig on the inside. You rummage for a few more comforters since you were too lazy to move your mattress and make a little den.

“Leo would have a fit if he saw this, he’d think we’re dating.”

“He knows I only like guys, but also, I definitely have to talk to Leo about whatever the fuck just happened, because you are the farthest thing from a threat. I think his family just has messy history with Big Mama.”

You snort, “Yeah, get your man babe, he’s out of control. You should also ask how he knew where to find me?”

“Well, he’s a ninja so I think he probably followed you. Maybe he’s seen us walk home together or something, I’ve brought you up very vaguely in conversation.”

Humming, you concede, that made a lot of sense, “That’s deeply unsettling. Speaking of turtles, my regular came in today and guess what? He’s the purple turtle from Tio Heusos I ran into! He didn’t recognize me obviously, but it was whack. I felt like I was in the matrix.”

“You’re kidding me.”

“That’s what I’m saying!”

Yawning you pull out your phone to see an onslaught of messages from the group chat and Donnie. You open Donnie’s text thread and start typing.

letty: had the craziest fucking day, I don’t think you’re awake but missed you today

letty: also my dishwasher is broken, can you come over and fix it plz lmao tyty my lil techie

donnie: Please do not ever call me ‘lil techie’ ever again.

letty: it’s your new rap name, but also go the fuck to bed

donnie: I missed your presence today as well and do tell me about your day later today. I am heading to bed now, but I’m glad I caught you. And yes, I will fix your dishwasher.

letty: perf, youre the best but u knew that already

‘Letty sent a photo attachment’

letty: check out this blanket fort, made it w gigi night lil techie

donnie: 3 things: Love the addition of fairy lights, fuck off and goodnight.

Usagi’s ears flop over your shoulder and you watch his even breathing signaling he’s gone to sleep already. You dim your fairy lights, get comfortable and let sleep take you for the night.

TBC

#tmnt donatello #donatello #Rise Donatello #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt oc #donnie x oc #rise donnie x oc #rise donnie x reader #rise donatello x reader #the cloaking brooch dilemma tmnt #sorry idk if im happy with this chapter but the show must go on #i also know usagi and oc just snuggle a lot i am a touch starved individual #i wish my best friend was usagi honestly #the next chapter is so much better i promise

[first-only]

Hot take, but I think that blogs that supply information on important topics (such as disorders and disabilities) shouldn't have DNIs

Like, maybe I could accept a 'do not dm me if' list, but information (especially important information) should be allowed to be accessed and spread by everyone, regardless of who they are

eeeeeeeeeeehhhhh ya know my thoughts on this might be a bit tangential to yours

first, im not about to abide by a dni in general, like someone's textual affirmation of their politics isnt gonna stop me from like.. looking at their blog lmao. second, i tend to insta block and distrust people who have dnis anyway, so i would be HIGHLY doubtful of any kind of information they might provide, especially on a fucking tumblr blog - that just reads like a powertrip and controlling behaviour to me

and speaking of, i just in general do not trust, follow, or abide by "information blogs" on social media, i dont think random tumblr or otherwise users are good providers of solid info. like sure, hearing something and then fact-checking is fine, and sometimes people /are/ experts on their field; but if they've made a whole ass infomercial blog, that doesnt immediately read as benevolent until hard proven otherwise and that's... rare. so the whole issue is a bit far away from my preferences and experiences to be honest

(and also anon - you dont really get to tell a private blog what they should or should not have. this is not an institution that must abide by equal access [whether or not a dni can actually prevent equal access lmao] - its a random person's personal blog that they use to spread [mis]information. there's no enforceable should and shouldn't for private citizens by other private citizens. no shade to you, i understand you're coming from a kind and compassionate place, but "community resources" are not.. tumblr blogs, just like "community spaces" are not discord servers. i know it's easy to get swept in the tangent of online rhetoric, and im glad you're thinking of your fellow people but. sometimes things are the way they are. this is why huge open projects are actually community owned and have actual guidelines, administrators, and TOS [wikipedia, ao3, github, local queer centers, etc])

#ask #dnis are dumb and should not be a thing in general if you ask me #people lie and ignore them #and theyre just virtue signalling to begin with #even a 'dont talk to me abt x' can be solved when.. someone talks to you abt x ya know #no need to make that public info ur just inviting trouble and questions #with the one petty exception of turning it around on the usual dni crowd which is admittedly funny #'non-[x]cest shippers dni' is hilarious pls #but i see it as just a gag and joke not a serious thing #used to see 'antis dni' the same way until people got waay too into it lol #but i guess that one might be a nice tool to go 'i asked u to dni why are u harassing me respect my boundaries' #the uno reverse card and all #but they can just as easily go 'ur harmful uwu no boundaries for u' so eh #pointless.

[chowonsang]

i meant to reply days ago on my post and only got reminded cuz your video BUT yes I was at the chicago concert!!! I also saw people saying it was dead and I was like huh what concert are you at it's almost Too loud.. also your video of d1 <3 he deserves the world he's so sweet. I read thru some of your poets, you gave the key rings at the fansign? How'd that go? also did you do any snapshots? rly I just want to hear someone else also gush/rant happily about their time hehe

its under the read more bc this just turned into word vomit bc i miss and love them so fucking much

I WANTED TO DO SNAPSHOTS SO BAD but i alread spent over 300 on the trip (tickets themselves + hotel room + gas to get there) so i couldnt buy them BUT when i gave them all the keyrings they were sooooo sweet about it and looked so surprised that i was giving them something that wasnt a letter ToT

changmin said it was pretty and dongil said that the picture i used was cute (one side was them after they debuted and the other were the pics of them when they were kids that they posted for childrens day). my hands were shaking A Lot and almost every member held my hand when i gave them the keychains telling me i shouldnt be nervous. they looked genuinely worried and i dont blame them bc i felt like i was gonna pass out (and i started crying afterword afshbkdj) and i think they recognized me when i went back back up to do the high five + group photo bc changmin asked me if i was okay now TT (tho to be fair having bright purple hair + giving them a gift + on the verge of tears/passing out + being one of the only ppl to talk to them in korean might have contributed to that...)

also maknae line were sosososo sweet and cute. i told junseo that hes really pretty and he looked so surprised and asked 'really?' and all i could do was say yes bc the staff were starting to get upset that i was taking .5 seconds longer than i should have (even tho DKB were the ones holding my hands what did they want me to do snatch my hand away? afjshk). yuku had the brightest smile and harry june asked if i was nervous and when i told him yes he looked so worried and said 'dont be nervous!'

when we did the group photo all in was playing and me and the girl next to me started dancing and singing along before the photo and heechan turned around in surprise as if us knowing the song was a shock afhsbk but he looked so happy so see us vibing with the song and he started dancing in his seat too it was cute

also like. i dont know how to describe it but they are soooo attractive in person. photos dont do any of them justice at all. im sure u saw bc u did snapshots with some of them lol but junseo.... god i just want to tell him how handsome he is that he shouldnt listen to those ppl who tell him otherwise and that we will love him no matter what... iirc him and changmin were the only members taller than me but to be 100% honest i was too focused on not bawling my eyes out in front of them to notice much on that front lol (but i do remember yuku and lune being so tiny and cute and all of their hands were smaller than mine ashkj)

i wish i had more time to talk to them to tell them how amazing and talented they are and how proud bbs are of them but the staff were really pushy with trying to get the fansign line moving. i get it, there were a lot of us, but a guy can dream. even though the time was short they really tried their best to comfort me in the time we did have and that meant a lot <3

ALSO slightly off topic but the main reason i was close to passing out was bc of how hot the venue was while waiting for the fansign. i was sweating so bad before during and after the concert so i got some water from the bar (four fucking dollars 😒) and i talked to the bartenders for a bit. according to them, the boys were super nice and sweet and like. ofc as bbs we think that the boys are kind but hearing from someone that has no emotional connection to them and interacts with hundreds of celebrities throughout the year that dkb are sweet boys... it just.. its nice. its nice to see that theyre kind to people who are outside of the fandom bc sadly thats not the norm for every group

#answered #anyhao #haiiiii mairin #this is only like. half of what i could say abt the entire experience #but my brain is mush from thinking about them #head empty only dakeubi thoughts <3 #getting sappy rn #i wish i could relive it

[maiverie]

mai as one of the older kids on sfw enhablr (not saying ur old !! 😭😭 it’s just that there’s a lot of minors on here) how do you feel abt the current content for the maknae line? like ik it’s not always super sexualized or anything but sometimes i see stuff that’s just the way it’s worded really rubs me the wrong way ☹️ esp bc some of the kids on here are so young it makes me feel like if they see stuff like that , they might start think it’s okay for others to treat them the same or vice verse … whenever i see edits of niki on tiktok , i have to avoid the comments bc there’s almost always like a “daddy” , “how is he 16” or “you don’t know what you do to me” like wtf he’s a literal child ?? it makes me so mad and honestly so uncomfortable :( and i saw an article on kboo today too that said niki apparently has around 200 explicit or mature fics written abt him on ao3 … sometimes even the fboi trope (usually when it’s written abt minors) bothers me bc i see minors writing abt it (like 13-15 y/o) and i don’t understand why they don’t just use the term player or smtg … bc they’ll go out of their way to mention how the character has sex a lot an whatnot , even that feels way too suggestive for me personally for a minor too write let aline abt a minor too , sorry for the rant,, i was just wondering how you felt … omg also though tbh i noticed that some of the minors on here / blogs in gen seem way too comfy on here like they’ll be sharing where they live , their actual names and sometimes like giving a lot of personal info … like did they not learn abt internet safety or do they just no care? as one of the older kids , i kind of worry abt them :( i really hope everybody stays safe on here <3 & some reminders: never be afraid to block anyone ! bc i’ve seen a lot of minors on here get sent stuff from the p*rn bots or just weird dms :( & u don’t need to force yourself to interact with someone , make sure ur comfy with them first !

“AS ONE OF THE OLDER KIDS” ANON DO U HATE ME 😭😭😭😭😭 IS THIS A HATE ASK 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 GAHDHSJAHSKAK IM JUST KIDDING AJDJSHA THAT MADE ME LAUGH FR 😭😭😭 BUT I MIGHT KMS WATCH IT HAPPEN

OOOFTTT N E WAYS SHDHAHA i’m not sure if i’m the most equipped to talk about this, so as a preemptive disclaimer: this is just my opinion from what i’ve personally seen!! (this is super long? i’m so sorry 😭 there’s a tldr at the bottom if u wanna skip hehe)

tbh, i haven’t actually consumed much maknae line content (for obvious reasons, firstly heeseung has a, uh strong grip on me but also i personally just find myself more comfy w hyung line content) so i frankly haven’t seen an overwhelming amount of suggestive content w the maknae line, although i don’t doubt it exists. i definitely agree that there are times where i think the line has been crossed - like the examples you’ve cited, there are the few “daddy” comments here and there, and the weird thirst comments on tiktok too. i always give them the benefit of the doubt and assume the people making these comments are also minors who are a similar age to niki, which makes me feel a little better altho at the end of the day sexualising minors is always pretty wrong no matter who’s doing it. like you said, it’s wrong bc it makes it easier for adults to do it, and i would hate for minors to think it’s normal for other people to sexualise them! in saying that, if you’re an adult and you’re making these comments about minors, pls seek help and find someone ur age lmfao 😭😭 there’s a four year gap between niki and me and i literally find it mind-boggling to see him in such an overtly sexual way 😭

however, if you’re truly asking for my honest, honest opinion, i feel like this kind of topic is nuanced and there are some considerations to take place — as a blanket rule, there are things that are strictly prohibited of course. writing smut as a minor about an adult or another minor? no. writing smut as an adult ABOUT a minor? absolutely disgusting. any other content that’s explicitly sexual (for example, making a tiktok about niki grinding on the floor and comparing it to sex or whatever) is also so so wrong in my opinion.

i think it’s totally fine to find niki attractive (i also think he’s so handsome like fr… slay king), it’s just when you sexualise him that it gets hella weird. however, i do feel bad shaming minors for calling niki hot or sexy or whatever because i feel like the problem isn’t necessarily with them. with social media and the entertainment industry in general, i feel like sexualising minors has become so insidiously pervasive that you’ll literally see it everywhere. it’s becoming more and more normalised; think about charli damelio or britney spears or lindsay lohan or natalie portman and that role she played as a kid who had a relationship w an older man… society is just fucking disgusting and so geared toward exploiting kids for money that it feels normal to minors to sexualise other minors, i.e. calling niki sexy. not saying it isn’t wrong bc i don’t agree w it personally, but i understand why they do it because that’s probably exactly what society/the kpop industry wants :/ also, i feel like with our slang evolving and everything, we’re so quick to say shit like “daddy” without even thinking about it. sometimes hot is used interchangeably w handsome or attractive. anon i agree!! it makes me really mad and uncomfortable when people say that shit about niki too. if it were up to me, we’d let children be children and let niki live his life without being called fuckable. it’s disgusting, i hate it, that article about the 266 fics grossed me out :(

ive not personally seen fics about niki being a “player” or a “frat boy that gets around” but i agree that that’s really suggestive. particularly the “has a lot of sex” part, bc what?? 😭😭 i guess i don’t mind the “player” or “bad boy” part because personally i only ever think of those words as an aesthetic. characterisation is really important! i hope people aren’t writing about niki being a super sexual bad boy bc yeah…. ://///

internet safety is rlly important too!! id be a massive hypocrite if i said i wasn’t on the internet before i was 13 tho, so i feel like what’s most important is practising internet safety! yeah probably not a great idea to reveal your name/location and shove your pictures in every corner of the internet 😭 i think enhablr gives a false sense of security because most of the people here are also minors, so it doesn’t seem like the place you’re going to get preyed on by adults. but yeah, i suppose the danger is that you open yourself up to unsolicited porn asks (which i recently saw on my dash happened to someone) because people on the internet are fucked up 😐 i think at the end of the day if you’re being safe and you’re aware that people on the internet can be sick motherfuckers, minors on the internet is totally okay.

tl;dr — i hate it, pls don’t call niki daddy, pls don’t sexualise him in such an explicit way because there’s a line between finding him attractive (and allowing yourself to indulge in the “boyfriend” image the kpop industry loves to sell) and sexualising a minor. it’s wrong, it’s harmful, let’s all be rlly cool and happy and stream manifesto day 1 🙏🙏🙏🙏 thank u anon for asking!! i’m happy you wanted to know my opinion and hope my words make sense. i’m pretty horrible at expressing myself so if there’s any thing that needs clarification just let me know !! lots of luv 💖💖🥹🫶

#ask #@ : anon ♡︎ #this is so long i’m so sorry #altho i don’t think i said anything super controversial pls don’t give me hate im very very fragile 😭🙏 #i don’t mean to offend anyone or target anyone #this is not written with ANYBODY in mind :) 💖💗 peace n love

[threadsun]

I’m so so happy to see other people agree with me about how hot farmers can be

I hope you have room for another lost lamb.. It might not be a herd but having 2 lambs is better than 1 right? The more the merrier!

I was actually thinking about an audio I listened to about a shy polite farmhand being promoted to be honest and as rough as he always wanted to be and fucking ravages listener… and you talking about it has kicked me into full FuckFarmersMode

How am I supposed to go to sleep now when I’m to busy thinking about seeding?!? I mean sowing seeds.. crops.. in the fields… plants..

This farmer talk has now reminded me of this cursed ass slutty buff corn farmer pic I saved years ago I need to find it

I wish my brain could put my thoughts into readable words without actually having to type im so bad at forming sentences my apologies

-🌧️

Two sweet lambs frolicking in a field, so innocent and needing my protection? Sounds perfect! I'll take the best care of you, I promise 🩵

Also hmmmm... Maybe I should make a horny farmer audio at some point... Gotta make sure you keep thinking about me plowing, after all~

#sunshine #asks #18+ only #🌧️ anon #going to get a whole flock at this rate 🥰

[tealeavesandthorns]

🦄 🔥 🖼 🛍

MY EXPERIENCE IN THE ROLEPLAYING COMMUNITY * send me a symbol and i'll tell you... - @kingofthewebxxx

🔥 my hot take about the roleplaying community

Okay, I don't think I actually have any hot takes, I have thoughts here and there.... like I wish people would be more honest about stuff. I wish some of the language was simpler because somethings are really confusing to me (probably a tism thing) - like why 'private' blogs advertise themselves in tags. If it says private I assume it means, completely closed off or like invite only or they don't accept random follows. - If it just means mutuals only I don't understand why you wouldn't use that language.

I have thoughts about shipping too - like I'm probably more sensitive to it because I'm an OC. On the one hand I wish people wouldn't assume that all OC's want to romantically ship, there's a lot of characters I'd just love connections with. I also wish I didn't feel so.... like not bad but like a certain type of way about curating shippy stuff, reblogging shippy stuff, making gifsets for ships I don't even have. - I have a lot of conflict about it because I'm trying not to put people off taking a look at my blog, trying not to make people think that the only reason I want to write with them is for a ship when that is far from the case and chemistry is the absolute most important thing to me. I think I just need to think fuck it and do shit anyway.

🦄 the best thing that's happened to me in roleplay this year

I definitely think coming back to Maria, realising how much I missed and loved her. I think being accepted again and finding new connections, reconnecting with old friends. I think those are the best things.

🖼 my favorite types of characters

I'm not going to lie, I think it depends on what I'm reading/feeling like. I love well rounded characters with depth though, or potential depth and I tend to be really attracted to side characters the most in canon.

In terms of playing characters, I adore sort of grumpy cop characters with a heart of gold, that's why in the past I've played Harvey Bullock, Lestrade, Alfred Pennyworth, a couple of OC's. I quite enjoy soft male characters too which is why I've had a couple of male OC's with a similar character type to Archie Hopper.

As far as female characters go, I tend to go for OC's rather than canon quite a lot. I couldn't tell you why because often in RP it's not about shipping them with someone, it's more about exploring characters. I like softer female characters with a strength in them and a tendancy towards kindness - that's what Maria is, it's what Briar was and Charlie. Even characters who are darker, like my vampire OC with Eva Green FC - have a great strength in them without being villainous or OTT. I've only played one or two canon female characters and one of them I had a horrible experience on (Tauriel from The Hobbit).

I LOVE a good dramatic villain, really hamming it up and making it panto. I love playing a mirror/evil version of Maria because that's exactly how I play her, as cartoonish, hack and hamming it up, but also kind of early 00's sexy.

🛍 the one thing i wish all of my followers knew about me

Oh goodness I'm not sure. Okay, maybe, how crippling awkward I feel all the time. How if I don't contact you, or I rarely IM it's not a reflection of how much I enjoy our threads. I just categorically NEVER want to be a bother to anyone. I get very in my head about how I might be misinterpreted or that I'm bothering people with my mere presence, that I'm too much. That I talk too much. So I just keep myself to myself instead. Even when there's gifs/drabbles/ideas/fun stuff I am DYING to share.

#;answered #;munday meme #//Thank youuuuuu!!

[qazastra]

hi look at qaz’s (my) top album releases of 2022!!! in no particular order. some of my fav tracks like this. lyrics below. i probably forgot a few? don’t worry about it

AMERICAN GURL - kilo kish     american gurl, on the outside (justin’s song)

in a locked box / in a locked drawer / will i find me an american girl?

this is a capital-A Album. kilo kish has been on the periphery of artists i keep tabs on for like 8 years now and im so glad i sat down and listened to this release all the way through. talks about/around being, well, an American Gurl, but in a much more realistic and relatable way than lana. v cool. u must hear it in order (at least the first time)!!!!!

CHASE - minho    prove it, heartbreak

i haven’t sat with this one as long as the others but i already know these songs are gonna stick with me!! waterfall has recently been on my mind :-)

Sweet Home - no buses    stopstopstop, i’m with you, rubbish:)

if i can’t come to you, take me to the place where you are

albums that singlehandedly make you excited about indie rock again i’m not even exaggerating. a little downbeat overall, but cozy. i’m 90% sure their band name comes from the arctic monkeys song and that they are also influenced by early phoenix, if that gives you an idea of their sound. but don’t misunderstand, i don’t think it’s derivative! just gives me similar feelings of being emotionally affected by guitars that listening to is this it for the first time did.

The Car - arctic monkeys    sculptures of anything goes, mr. schwartz, big ideas

i had big ideas, the band were so excited / the kind you'd rather not share over the phone

i’ve been on band tumblr since i think right before the AM era and this is quite a departure from that stadium rock vibe but it feels like a natural progression from their previous (excellent) sprawling concept album. each song has a real charm to it, i’ve been really into most of them in turns.

2 Baddies - nct 127    gold dust, designer, crash landing, time lapse

HI HELLO. NEED I SAY MORE. i will though. FASTER INTO 2 BADDIES?? HI. that transition is so good. are you kidding me!!! on first listen i really thought faster should’ve been the title track lol. the first seven tracks are PERFECT. a couple of the other songs inspire ummm. mirth. let’s put it that way. and the closer is fine. but the great parts balance out the mid and even the mid parts have their merits. plus i really like that this album makes sense sonically as a cohesive whole, i think the vaguely cyberpunk promo imagery from the album teaser actually pays off!

Instinct Part 2 - onlyoneof    skinz, gaslighting

what can i say??? this was my first comeback with onlyoneof and it cemented their spot as one of my favorite bands/groups of all time. i know many people took issue with the tt skinz but i love its nails-on-a-chalkboard moments with my whole heart. on first listen gaslighting held my attention and it never let me go. suit dance, once i got past the kind of silly lyrics, is just so pleasant to listen to. and ultimate bliss. what can i say. peak onlyoneof. incredible.

Face The Sun - seventeen    domino, shadow, hot

to be honest this has got to be the first straight pop album that i ever listened to that was genuinely no skips. and that would earn it a spot on here even if the songs were aggressively mid. bUT THEY AREN’T. 

LP3 - hippo campus    ashtray, semi-pro

i’ve been bad but i’m only getting better

i’ll be real i forgot this came out this year till i was recently reminded that i saw them live for it and it was so so good... hippo campus’ lyricism blends really well with their production in this album in a way i haven’t seen before!! i might call it a coming of age album for the twentysomething lost in a city. something like that maybe.

CYBERKISS* - blackstarkids    pink stars, sex appeal

gotta stay fresh as fuck inside this user interface / even when i’m feelin down, i know that i’ll be up again

so very fun!! same label as the 1975 which makes a lot of sense looking back on it but like, in a good way i think. i love how they all share the vocals, i love the hyperpop and bubblegum influence, love the genuine lyrics and the silly ones. just a joy to listen to.

undergrOund idOl series - onlyoneof    begin, because

begin was my top played song of 2022. it’s really something. i wasn’t sure what to expect when they announced a solo for each member, but i think their creative freedom was really put to good use here!! each song stands alone and together and they all have a recognizable onlyoneof-ness, they all feel very unique to each other and suited to their respective members. that’s not to mention the b-sides that come with every new song-- remixes of old bsides, all great (even if the company is doing it so they have versions of bsides without love on them :/ ). and that’s not even mentioning the music videos!! they all tell stories about gay relationships :] i’m very much looking forward to nine’s solo in a few days to close out the series!! <3

#>:) #my fav albums overall would be 2 baddies sweet home and the underground idol seris i think #m #music

[glitter-dean-rights]

So, what do ya reckon Orville's SPNsona is(/spn kin)..?

part2: "like who from spn he kins? maybe he's self-inserting into the fic.., does that make sense? Im so serious about this, btw, love ur desktop theme <3"

OKAY FIRST OF ALL this is so far up my alley i cant even begin to process it!!! also hiiiiii thank you this is very sweet i keep fucking up the colors and it needs some emotional support but tyyyyyy <33

i hope ur ready for me to take this SO seriously !!!

i think the question is fair but orville peck like kinda isnt a person? hes the concept of a person like he doesnt exist like he ~does~ and you can figure out stuff from his songs but like also what is he doing what does he want ya know hes kinda like a straw man of audience projections which is ALSO what dean is basically

like they both sorta exist as vessels (lol) for people to like understand or interpret their art where like orville is very much like all about mystery man focus on the emotions and the music and dean is much more like the lens of the story of supernatural like everything (esp in later seasons) is like filtered through how HE feels (a lot of people have said this a lot better than i but they are correct and i am agreeing) so i think there's an obvious parallel there. Also dean would be so horny for cowboy orville sorry not related but its simply true

ok so like i guess the question becomes kinda like two parts for me like 1: what songs lyrics make me go bananasinsanecrazy when applied to supernatural and 2: which aspects of orvilles fake person outlines would different characters of supernatural apply themselves to WHICH is a very fun question to answer so hi gonna answer them both in a way that makes no sense

i think like the like obvious is like hes hot he gets kicked out of bars hes sad he wants to have a home he misses a home that doesnt exist nobody ever sees his real face he knows his way around a truck stop hes lonely hes gay he believes in the imagery of taillights in the distance and like slow dancing in a dusty bar on the side of the road he just wants someone to stay hes full of emotion but you cant tell he wants to be a cowboy he wants to not be attached hes so full of emotion hes gonna burst (also im sorry but "buddy we've got major blues/another suitcase in your hand" like hello "wouldnt it be nice if i could sleep in my own bed/wouldnt it be nice if i could let the dead stay dead/wouldnt it be swell if i could get things off my chest" HELLO sorry im adding question 1 into my answer also if u think too hard about fancy u might get a brain anneurism so dont do that i know its a cover miss reba really did something with that also winds change dead of night god dont even get me started sorry i keep adding to this but listen to blush sometime and think dean thoughts "fishermans son my dad liked to run/cant picture ur face but i know it was pretty" theres SO MANY) very deancoded it must be said

BUT ALSO if u think too hard about castiel and drive me crazy u will get brain worms confirmed also kalahari down "on your daddys farm/you say your afraid, tell me not to frown" unwell BUT THE KICKER if you ever want to lose all ur braincells listen up buddy lets go heres the thing "back on the run/back to the blue/winning is fun/losing is too" roses are falling guaranteed breakdown "the ache inside/the hate/i found a way/to sit and wait/and now i cant/your voice/your face/without a trace/ill wait for you" LIKE HELLO going insane does anyone want anything

idk im sure sam has like feelings and stuff too but ill be honest i dont care asdkjfhsdk (no not really like i love sam my weird little 'maybe theres something fundamentally wrong with me' boy but i have no lyrics that make me want to gnaw on glass like they do with some other people but like turn to hate maybe if u wanna go a little insane "take me back to the time i was yours you were mine/take me back to the world i know" he said i just want to be normal i miss the love of my life im undone "i hope to die" like hello trials arc im trying not to let the sorrow turn to hate i see it) ((could this also be applied to dean yes but we're gonna let sammy keep some personality traits)) (((also must be noted that maybe orville is not the man for sam)))

#im gonna make one of those lyric comparison posts #but listening to this mans tunes and thinking has rendered me unable to do stuff or think #wow crazy #also hiii im so touched that someone wanted to hear my silly little brain throughts #answered #anon im in love with you #mwah #also theres more to say but im posting this #are there other characters in supernatural #maybe #oh wait curse of the blackened eye could also be samcoded