#couldn't sleep so time to continue thinking abt them

[bqnnabreado]

Got caught getting those late night munchies

#lazy doodles #couldn't sleep so time to continue thinking abt them #who needs sleep #when you have lyney n lynette #tho i feel bad for leaving freminet out #all i was thinking abt was all that dessert lynette ate in lyneys story quest #n her not being able to stop herself from yummy food #cuz honestly so true #can relate #genshin fanart #genshin impact #drawing #lynette #lyney

[norrizzandpia]

The Infamous Stream (LN4)

Summary: When Max streams and the chat goes wild for Lando and Y/n’s sappy love

Warnings: really nothing yall have at it (except for like one minor insinuation to sex? But its literally like two words tbh)

"Don't mind Y/n and Lando behind me. They fell asleep on my bed after being here for an hour." Max's voice cut through Y/n's unconscious state. Slowly, her mind noted Lando's chest against her forehead and his arms wrapped securely around her. His chest rose and fell at a slow pace and his lips rested right at the top of her head, slightly kissing her hair. If it wasn't for his hands refusing to let her go and the warmth that radiated off his body, Y/n would have gotten up and out of her sleeping position once her brain comprehended that Max wasn't speaking to himself, but to his chat on his stream. With his hoodie engulfing her body, she snuggled further into her boyfriend and tightened her arms around his neck.

"When they wake up, I'm going to tell them about all of you in here going crazy for boyfriend Lando." Max's booming laugh seemed to wake the boy in Y/n's arms as his arms around her tightened and the pressure of his lips against her head lessened.

Seeming to think she was still asleep, Lando whispered, "Quiet down, Max. You're gonna wake her up."

From her position against his chest, Y/n groggily murmured, "No, I'm awake."

Lando's hand came up to cradle the back of her head as she moved to look up at him, "How did we even fall asleep?" Her eyebrows furrowed together and Lando smiled down at her, finding her adorable moments after she had woken up from a nap.

Max chuckled, "Maybe because my bed is so comfortable."

Lando's eyes met Max's over Y/n's head, watching as the chat absolutely blew up over the couple, "No way, Y/n's bed is way more comfortable. She has one of those memory foam mattresses and everything."

"And how would you know that?" Max wiggled his eyebrows at the couple as Y/n blushed and stuffed her face back into Lando's chest.

Lando groaned as his head pulled back, "You wanker."

Finally, Y/n decided it was time to end the cuddling session that was being broadcast to thousands, so she pulled away from her boyfriend and hopped off the bed. However, she couldn't escape from the room quick enough seeing as Max ushered her and Lando over.

"Come on, you guys have got to see these comments." With Lando getting up from the bed and Max's hand hastily waving her face, Y/n took a closer look at the words rapidly appearing on the screen.

Lando_norizz

There is no way I just witnessed that sweet moment for free.

F1-loveeee

CAN WE PLZ TALK ABOUT THE PLACEMENT OF LANDOS HANDS??? IM SCREAMING

emma.loves.racing.

They're so priv abt their relationship i feel like i just watched something so intimate

landoismysoulmate

I have never in my life been so incredibly devastated to see two people be so happy and in love

Other comments continued to come in, but Y/n could only read a few. Each of them made her smile as fans talked about how happy Lando looked to be with her. The couple had decided early on that they would keep the majority of their time together private and to themselves, so Y/n could gather that the lovey-dovey moment everyone just witnessed was something entirely foreign. She wouldn't mention that Lando was an incredibly clingy boyfriend who always wanted to be near her or touching her whenever they were in close vicinity to one another and she definitely wouldn't mention that usually their cuddling sessions turned not-so-innocent after an hour or two. All she could do was smile up at the man who was already staring at her like she hung the stars and the moon just for him.

All of a sudden, Lando was hysterically laughing beside her as he pointed to a comment that was quickly disappearing behind all the other chats being sent in. Luckily, she was able to read the words before they were lost and when she did, she couldn't help but join her boyfriend in his hysterics.

Landohasnorizz

Lando heard the nickname lando norizz and said hold my beer

It was a sweet comment and Y/n was grateful the two weren't being bombarded by hateful remarks like some of the other drivers on the grid had to go through when they went public. One of the reasons why Lando had been so hesitant to announce her identity to the rest of the F1 world was because of all the potential hate she could get. However, after years together they realized they couldn't just keep it all a secret when they were likely to get married and live out the rest of their days together.

As if to cut through her overwhelming thoughts, Lando's hand came to rest around her waist as he smiled down at her and said, "I have no rizz. I really don't know how I got so lucky."

#f1 imagine #lando norris x reader #lando norris fanfic #lando norris imagine #lando norris fluff #lando norris imagines #lando norris x you #max fewtrell #f1 fanfic #f1 fic #f1 x reader #mclaren #f1

[ningvory]

I KNOW YOURE GETTING A SHIT TON OF REQS NOW AND IM SO SORRY TO ADD THIS BUT...

noncon with g!p ning2 would be so cool fr

like so apologetic too like "im so sorry i just couldn't help myself" while just continuing what she was doing to reader kcilwajvnw

pairings: perv!gp!ningning x f!reader

warnings: noncon, pussy eating, squirting, cum eating, blacking out, pussy whipped ning, somnophilia, not proofread😭

thinking abt ningyi being the quiet girl in your class and was shocked when you decided to sit next to her because you’re just so stunning!? great personality, good grades, and drop dead gorgeous!! you think she’s cool so you become friends with her.

ningyi would definitely check you out countless of times. oogling at your tits and how your thighs looked in your thigh high socks, it always caused her to have a boner but she couldn’t help it :((

whenever you guys would have to walk up a flight of steps, ningyi would always walk behind you to see up your skirt. revealing your pretty pink panties to her.

you two would have a project in your class so you decided to invite ning to your dorm so you guys to work on it. you decided to wear something comfortable so you wore a almost too little crop top with some random shorts that do nothing to cover you up.

when ning finally came and got situated, she couldn’t help but stare at your tits, you weren’t wearing a bra so your nipples were showing, causing her mouth to water because she was fantasizing about how she wanted to suck em and fuck em so bad :((

you guys would finish so late you just told her to stay the night, it was the weekend anyway. you would tell her that she can sleep in your room with you because you didn’t really mind! she would be so stiff beside you, trying her best to hide her raging boner, she felt herself leaking in her boxers :((

she would wait for you to sleep to finally help herself, tapped your shoulder just to make sure. she remembered that you were a little bit of a deep sleeper so if she needed anything she didn’t have to ask, she definitely used that to her advantage! ning would straddle your tummy, head in the crook of your neck taking in your scent because you smelled soo good! she lower herself down to your legs, taking off your shorts and panties. she began to kitten lick your cunt, letting lost in how good you taste. she immediately froze when she felt you stir, poor baby was scared of getting caught :((

when she felt that you stopped moving she decided to finally help herself, she took off her shorts and boxers, rock hard dick against her tummy. she aligned herself with you cunt and pushed in, when she started she really couldn’t stop! she felt like she was in heaven, you milking her dry. her head flew back and she was pounding into your cunt, her moans drowned out your quiet whimpers until she felt you stir.

“n-ning??” you spoke out groggily, letting out unintentional moans because your cunny was getting pounded into.

“i’m so sorry, y/n!! i really am! i couldn’t help it!!” apologizes and moans would spill outta her mouth, she really was sorry but your cunt was squeezing her so well :((

ning would have to pin you to the bed because you were crying for her to stop bullying your cunt but she couldn’t help it! mumbling apologies and apologies until she’s stuffed you up :((

she would eat her seed right out of you, diving into your overstimulated cunt. eyes rolling back and hips humping the bed because of the mixture of her cum and your cunt on her tongue! she would have to keep your legs open because you were trying to close them around her head, she would have you squirting all over her face until you blacked out on her! <33

#ningvory #kpop smut #g!p #aespa smut #wlw smut #aespa x fem reader #aespa ningning smut #ningning smut #ningning x fem reader #♡.nabi’s anons #♡.nabi’s asks

[beautifulfuckup99]

ok ok i just got this random idea bare with me

Chubby mid size cute reader, she is very confident but gets inscure from time time

Namjoon is her BF 😉😉and they are camping with their friends. ( some of them are not that nice to her abt her looks).

One girl then says a comment pitting her that she cant be carried or manhandled due to her wait.

Later Namjoon carries her with one arm out of the blue in front of everyone and then a nice spicy time in the woods

Very random 😂😂😂 only u can make it happen😂😂😂

I feel blessed to have so many Namjoon requests!!

Title: For Me...

Warning(s): Insecure!Y/N, Slight B0dy-Sham!ng, Hurt/Comfort, Smut! And of course Fluff!

Author's Note: Obviously set in an AU where Namjoon has his license and drives lol. Enjoy!

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"Yes!" Namjoon cheers the second he throws the car in park. You look up from your book, blinking the sleep from your eyes.

"We're here?" You ask, feeling the surge of relief that you no longer have to sit in this car anymore.

"Uh-Huh." He says fast as he gets out of the car, pausing to breathe in deep through his nose. "Baby! You smell that? That's nature, baby!" He cheers excitedly and you close your book, giggling softly as you get out of the car while watching your boyfriend of just six months spin around giddily.

He was a giant dork, and it made your heart flutter in the best way possible.

"Ay! Namjoon! There you are, man. Took you long enough to show up!" Dae laughs as he walks over from where the tents were set up.

When Namjoon had told you about this camping trip with his friends, you were pouty, you had to admit, but you were understanding that he needed time to cut loose with his friends. Especially before he had to run off to the military. BTS being on hiatus meant he had more time to roam and explore and the one thing he's been looking forward to is getting back into nature. When he invited you to join the camp trip, you hesitated. You knew the members of BTS, yeah, but these were buddies of his from back home. Guys who knew him from way back when. School days.

You wanted them to like you, that's all. You slowly get out of the car as Namjoon starts hugging his buddies who run over to greet him. You fix your shirt and hold the sweater more around you. Your sweatpants now feel like a bad idea since all his friends look actually put together. You had done the bare minimum of getting ready, and now you couldn't help but fuss at your hair a bit.

"Oh! Guys, this is my girl. Y/N..." Namjoon smiles proudly, dimples on full display. The four guys surrounding him all eye you up and down.

"This is Y/N?" One guy says slowly as if you're not who they expected. You smile sheepishly as you walk over to grab Namjoon's hand that he's holding out for you.

"Hi, guys. Sorry to interrupt guys' camping weekend. I promise, you won't even know I'm here." You try joking as they continue to just look at you.

"Ay, it's all good. My girl came with too." Dae shrugs as he nods to the campsite where a girl still sat, flipping through a magazine. You nod, kind of relived that you wouldn't be stuck in these woods with just guys.

"I'll go get the bags." Namjoon says and squeezes your hand to assure you before he goes back to the car.

"So, what are you guys thinking for lunch?" You ask to try and start a conversation. The guys all share a look and one finally snickers.

"Too easy." He says before walking away while shaking his head as if humored by something. You feel your heart drop at that moment.

Fuck, this was a mistake...

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The next morning, you're woken up by Namjoon kissing all over your face as he wraps his leg around your waist. You grumble playfully and open your eyes to face him. Last night had been a nightmare for you. It was full of backhanded compliments and little glances from everyone in the group around you, as if everyone was in on a joke that you didn't know about.

But you DID know the joke. You knew your body, you knew the difference between you and Namjoon, you knew the irony. 'Ha-Ha, Namjoon is all about the gym and health and look at him dating a plus sized girl'. You weren't dumb or blind. You knew your body weight and type, but you also knew that you had one of the best leaders of K-pop wrapped around your finger and drooling over you at any given second. It didn't full stop the self-doubt, but it helped a bit.

You've been chubby since you were a kid. You've heard and dealt with it all. A weekend with jerks like your boyfriend's friends wasn't gonna hurt you too much. And you definitely didn't wanna bring this to his attention either. After this weekend, you'd never have to deal with these people again...

"Morning, baby. We were gonna head to the lake. You're coming, right?" Namjoon whispers finally after a moment of just rubbing his nose with yours. You hum softly at that and stretch a bit.

"That sounds nice." You nod tiredly. You hadn't slept much due to how hungry you were. You picked at your dinner the night before as to not be a cliché plus size person. You watched though as Namjoon had three bowls of the ramen and his buddies all drank and had about two to four each. It was a bit unfair. You wondered for a moment why you had to act carefully when slurping up noodles when your boyfriend sat proudly right next to you, eating and drinking away. Why you had to take small sips of water and after a few bites of food claim you were full when everyone around you shameless enjoyed themselves. Could it be because you had something to prove? Yup, exactly.

"Hey. You okay?" He asks softly as he eyes you closer, hand pushing your hair back to really look at you. You look up at him and the urge to vocalize your uncomfortability is strong, but you shake it off. It was Saturday and you'd be saying your goodbyes Sunday morning. You could do this.

"I'm all good. It was just so hot last night. I couldn't get comfy..." You lie softly and Namjoon nods, pecking your nose.

"Maybe we can sneak away after swimming for a bit and take a nap." He offers softly as he rests his forehead against yours. It makes you blush as you nod along. You two get up soon enough and throw on your bathing suits.

You make sure your black one piece is on right since it was kind of strappy in a few places. You step out of the tent real soon and see all the guys and Dae's girl all look over at you, eyeing your body. Dae's girlfriend gently tugs at Dae's shirt and whispers something in his ear, making him laugh and nod his head in agreement.

The overwhelming feeling of regret swallows you whole and you grab one of Namjoon's shirts to put on over your shirt. You try and act none the wiser to all the snickering which only makes your self anger grow more.

"Okay! Bag is packed and ready to go!" Namjoon says as he steps out of your tent and pauses. "What's funny?" He asks his buddies and they all laugh before shaking it off.

"Nothing, man..." Dae says before walking off with his girlfriend. The other boys follow and Namjoon eyes you and smiles a bit as he tugs at the shirt you had on.

"What's with the cover up?" He asks and you shake your head.

"Just don't wanna get sunburned..." You say softly, not wanting to put a damper on Namjoon's vacation. Just one day. Just one day...

He nods and offers you his arm for the short walk to the lake...

When you get there, the water is cool and clear which is a great contrast to the sun that was beating down on you all today. You get in the water and focus on swimming with Namjoon when Dae grabs his girlfriend from her tanning spot on the dock. He lifts her with both arms as she screams for him to let her down and not to throw her. He doesn't listen and chucks her right into the water.

When she surfaces, she starts yelling at him for throwing her while all the guys laugh expect for Namjoon. He holds you a bit closer to his chest as you both bob in the calm lake. She finally sees you looking at her and glares at you.

"What?" She asks.

"Nothing. Just... Sucks that he ruined your hair." You say back gently. She eyes you a bit and then puts on a false smile.

"Well, at least my boyfriend can pick me up." She says in a joking tone and the boys laughing makes your heart feel heavy in your chest.

"What?" Namjoon asks, having heard her right but shocked that those words even left her mouth.

"Oh, Nam, calm down. It was a joke." One of his friends chuckles and Namjoon glares, obviously pissed at this moment.

"Yeah? I'm not laughing." He says shortly before swimming over to the dock and getting out.

"Namjoon, come on..." Dae tries as your boyfriend grabs his towel and then one for you too. You swim over silently, knowing better than to do anything else but just go with Namjoon to get him out of this situation before he blows up.

He helps you out of the lake and wraps the towel around you before you both leave back to the campsite, ignoring his friends as they try calling you for you guys.

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You sit between Namjoon's legs, pressed back against his hard chest as you hold the newest novel you have to share cause if not, one of you will read ahead. The walk back to the tent had been silent, the shower at the bath house had been quiet, and now the reading time you two share was full of this tense silence. You knew Namjoon was still pissed and you just hoped you could keep him calm till you left tomorrow morning.

"Done?" You ask, so you could know if you should flip the page or not. When you don't get an answer, you turn your head to face Namjoon and see him deep in thought, jaw clenched and face hard set. You frown softly and gently grab his face to make him look at you.

"Babe. It was a dumb joke..." You try quietly and he looks you in the eyes.

"You didn't sleep well last night because of them, didn't you." He says quietly, putting it all together in his head. It makes you frown, but you couldn't lie to him.

"I was... A little upset. Yeah." You admit quietly.

"Why didn't you tell me? I never want you in a place where you're that uncomfortable, Y/N. You know that." He says as he looks at you.

"They're you're friends, Joonie. I-I just... Wanted you to have fun." You try as he looks at you with a frown.

"Well I'm in hell when you're being hurt." He says quietly. You sigh softly and move to nuzzle into his neck.

"I'm used to this, babe. I grew up plus size." You point out quietly and Namjoon shakes his head.

"And? It wasn't right then, and it sure as hell isn't now." He says.

"I know your body. I love your body. Because your 'body' is just skin. Skin that protects everything in you that matters most." He states seriously. "It protects your heart... Which is full of love and care for the world. It protects your brain... Which is always more intriguing to me than any book out there. And it protects your spirit. Which is what I fell in love with. These amazing curves are a bonus." He says softly and you snort playfully while rolling your eyes.

"I know. I'm perfect to you." You mutter playfully, as if you're annoyed by hearing it.

"You're not just perfect to me. You're perfect for me, Y/N. I love you. And I'm not gonna let anyone talk about or to you in anyway." He says quietly as he holds your waist.

You hum. "Tomorrow morning, we can leave." You assure.

"First thing in the morning..." He agrees.

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Later that evening, everyone sits around the fire, silently eating and drinking. The tension is thick, and no one dares to make a joke or try and break the silence in anyway. You wanted Namjoon to let go of the grudge and have one last dinner with his friends, but he had insisted that anyone able to make you feel shitty was no friend of his. You were still trying to fight off the guilt, but you knew if you had anyone around you that made Namjoon feel a certain way, they'd be gone ASAP too. You just had to stand by your boyfriend's choice.

"I think..." Namjoon finally says, his deep voice demanding all eyes on him, and they are. Everyone is looking at the five-foot-eleven Korean man as he sets his plate down and rubs his hands together slowly. "Before we call it a night, a few things need to be done.

"One. I'd like to remind you all... That she," He nods to you as you sheepishly play with your bowl of beef stew cooked over the campfire. "Is my girlfriend. The woman I love. And I expect nothing but respect for her." He says, his voice calm but with this dark edge to it. Like he was not expecting any argument to his statement.

"Two." He continues. "At the end of the day, you don't have to find her attractive. She's mine for a reason. Because I find her attractive." He states. "And thirdly, if you don't find her attractive? You're just lying to yourself." He snorts and you bashfully roll your eyes at him.

"You all... Need to apologize for what the hell went on with this trip, and you'll be lucky if I ever want to see any of you again." He states honestly. You gaze along the faces of all his buddies, and you feel slightly guilty, maybe even a little childish due to this lecture. You felt like a kid who just tattled to the teacher. But... You hadn't 'tattled'. Namjoon had heard it. You weren't being overdramatic, you weren't play victim, and you didn't deserve this treatment. And you just had to keep telling yourself that...

With a deep sigh, Dae is the first to speak. "Y/N, we're... We're sorry. We were just joking, you know. Giving you a hard time? That's what we do in this friend group..." He says and you look away from him at that.

"Yeah, well that's not what you do with her." Namjoon speaks for you, and you set the bowl down and nod once at Dae. "Don't accept that half ass apology." Namjoon says to you, and you keep your mouth shut. He stands up finally and dusts his hands on his shorts.

"We're leaving tomorrow morning, early. Y/N." Namjoon says, and you quickly stand up only to feel his arm, wrap around your waist from behind. You feel him lift you up and squat down a bit to put you over his shoulder as you squeal in slight alarm.

"Y/N and I are going to bed. Don't bother us." He says shortly before looking a Dae's girl. "And maybe Dae could lift you, if he went to the gym more." He says simply before carrying you away towards your tent that you had moved away from the others for the night.

"Joonie! Put me down!" You hiss as he gets you two into your tent and sets you on the small foam mattress inside your tent.

"What were you thinking? You could've hurt yourse-" He cuts you off by kissing you deeply, you instantly get lost in the kiss.

"Don't disrespect my lifting abilities like that..." He teases quietly against your lips before kissing you more passionately. You can barely react in time as he pushes you back on the bed freely, climbing on top of you.

"What... What are you..." You pant against his lips before he quickly sits up to take off his shirt and then lays back on top of you, covering your jawline and neck with kisses that made you shiver.

You shut your eyes, melting into the cot as he lowers his lips down towards your cleavage. He's quick to pull your tank top up and bra cups down, freeing your nipples as he grips your breasts in both hands.

"I'm showing you that I love this body..." He whispers before tonguing your nipples one at a time, sucking each one hard to turn them into sensitive buds as you arch your back, head rolling back to moan before you cover your mouth.

"Don't cover up. I want them to hear it. Let them know that I know exactly how to handle you. That I thoroughly enjoy you whenever I can..." He whispers before moving down your body, biting all along your tummy as you look down at him, body feeling on fire at this very moment.

"I'm the luckiest man on earth to have you..." He whispers honestly as he settles between your legs, making you blush hard.

He makes quick work of your shorts and keeps your underwear on, blowing softly on the wet spot and making your clit twitch.

"Joonie... Oh fuck..." You gasp as you reach down to grab his hair, needing to feel something against your soaked core and fast.

"Such a goddess." He praises softly before he gets to work lapping at your clit slowly at first. Your head rolls back as you shut your eyes, always enjoying these sensual moments. Namjoon never teases, but he also loves when things slowly build up, especially since the closer you get the louder you get. He had a thing about you being... Verbal.

"Namjoon..." You pant, keeping this in mind. You loved making him feel good over his ability to make you feel good. It was an exchange of sorts. Sometimes you even found yourself twisting and arching your body in different directions as you screamed out because it just egged him on more. Thank god for porn. It was the best teacher...

He turns sloppier the louder you get, and you lose track of where you are at this point as your moans and hard tugs at his hair egg him on more.

At a certain point, feeling how drenched your underwear is from both your juices and his saliva, you pull him up to kiss him, your tongue exploring his to taste yourself on him. He grabs your neck to hold your head still and proceeds to suck on your tongue, and you all but lose all decency at that second, flipping you both over so you're on top.

"You want them to hear? The let's make sure they hear..." You pant with a giggle as he grips your hips hard and sits up to pull you harder against his bulge that is very much present through his shorts.

"Fuck yes, darling..." He whispers in awe before kissing you hard.

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The next morning, no one can look you both in the eyes and that's fine, because you're still too blissed out from last night to care what they can or can't do. Namjoon says nothing as he packs up the tent and you know you can't force him to drop the attitude long enough for a proper goodbye.

"Joonie..." You say quietly when you two are finally in the car and driving down the dirt road away from the camping grounds. He hums, eyes stuck on to the road with one hand on the wheel.

"Don't stop being friends with them because of me." You whisper and Namjoon smiles slightly at your concern before he grabs your hand.

"Damn your good heart." He says softly and you pout.

"I'm serious..." You try and he brings your hand up to his lips to kiss it tenderly.

"I know you are. And so am I." He says softly. "You're my best friend, Y/N. And I wouldn't have it any other way." He says honestly and it stops your pouting for a bit as you look down at your entwined hands sheepishly.

"I love you." You finally mutter and lean over to kiss his soft cheek, feeling his dimple form under your lips and it just makes you giggle ever so quietly.

"I love you too..." He whispers, looking at you for a moment to show he means it, and you couldn't be more confident of that in this moment...

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From one plus size girly to another: You are ENOUGH! You are attractive, and you are indeed that bitch lol. Love you all!

#bts #bts fic #bts army #bts imagine #kim namjoon #namjoon imagine #namjoon smut #bts namjoon #namjoon #namjoon x reader #namjoon bts

[grossditz]

i can’t stop thinking about ddlg with zhanghao & hanbin 🫠 they’d both be so mean to their princess <3 mixing praise with degration and playing with her until she’s begging & crying (hope you’re okay with this!! i checked your guidelines and it didn’t say anything abt this) 🩶

pairings｜haobin x f!reader

wc｜1.3k

warnings ｜ dom!haobin，sub!reader，poly relationship，dubcon，ddlg，unprotected sex，groping，slapping，double penetration， praise，degradation，crying，begging

an｜hi nonie !!! im so sorry this took me so long (｡>﹏<) also genuinely i thank you for checking guidelines first im definitely okay with this 💭 thank you for requesting i really hope you like the outcome lovebug ૮꒰◞ ⸝⸝ ◟꒱ა 💤 ♡

you always cherished the nights you have with the boys before they left to go overseas for a few days.

this relationship was so new to you. there were barely times you've spent away from the comfort of them besides the time they would go to practice and stay too late. but they would always be right back. right next to you in your shared bed. you never pondered how difficult it would be if they were gone longer. and hanbin, the observer of all, knew that.

it seemed whenever hanbin broke the news to you, the following days they would become so much more sentimental and soft, spending as much time glued to your side, trying to make sure you felt loved beyond words before they had to go, and that made you even more sentimental. it was unfair how they thought you would ever be able to adjust without them, each time its like its been harder. so you started taking extra precautions. waking up in the early mornings to trace hao's features, snugged up against hanbin. these were the few moments you felt so independent, which was rare ever since they adopted the habit of treating you like a clueless baby, these were your moments of solitude.

well until it wasn't.

its hard to stay asleep when something hard keeps poking through your panties, pressing into a place hanbin told you to never touch without his permission.

"hao hao.." you whispered into the cool air, "are you awake? you're— you're doing something bad to me." you shiver when his hands glide down your sides and hike up your shirt, fingertips running over your hardened nipples. “shh. don't wanna wake up binnie do you princess?”

“no...” your voice trembles feeling his breath on your neck. "now be a good girl and help daddy." you nod pushing back on him. you knew this was bad. you would be the one in trouble if hanbin were to wake up, but whenever hao would do something like this to you, you couldn't stop him. you never wanted to upset him.

you let his fingers trail down to your panties, pulling them gently down your legs. now you could feel him firmly against you. his cock head nudging your bare clit, arms caging around you to hold you down when he pushes the tip in, “daddy~” you whine, still not fighting him when he pulls your face back to kiss him. hes so sensual. groaning in your mouth while bullying his fat cock into you. you cant do anything trapped under his body. hanbin shifts on the other side of you, and you almost start to cry but then hao's cock hits your womb. "no— cant! daddy!"

"s' okay baby. you can do it."

its embarrassing how easily he makes you whine and whimper like a pet for him with hanbin right next to you. its embarrassing how wet you are pressed against your sleeping boyfriend while hao practically uses you, like this amuses him watching the way your eyes water and fists clench when hes being too rough. and when hanbin starts to grumble, you could feel fear fill your chest again, pushing hao's hands off your hips forcing you down to meet the rut of his hips. this— this was too much. you want to stop him, beg him to have mercy on you but instead of words your lip wobbles as he continues, and your voice cracks.

"daddy.. bin—binnie hes— hes gonna— nnng..." you shut your glossy eyes, “can't!” you're gripping onto his arm as he fucks deeper in and out of you for long enough that your entire body starts tingling. "feel so good princess. could use this cunt for hours."

you whine louder hearing how vulgar his words are. not realizing how close hanbin actually is and how loud you are until you hear more shifting in front of you. you don't want to open your eyes, afraid of what you'll have to face if you do. but the new set of rough hands groping your chest before landing a harsh palm that sends a stinging heat through your body on your cheek, forces them open. “d—daddy ow!!!”

“baby whoring herself out to hao hyung while daddy's asleep?” you whine staring at his pretty face, jaw clenched and gaze so strong it makes you whimper again. "m' sorry daddy..." hanbin presses your nipples between his fingers, and your poor cunt squeezes around hao buried in you.

"told you to be quiet baby. now look at you? crying like a dummy." hao mutters, hips starting to stutter as he rams into you, heavy balls hitting your ass each thrust. "hyung i think baby wanted to be caught. moaning like a slut trying to wake up daddy. you wanted this didn't you?" hanbin countered, hands working to pull off his underwear.

you don't want to answer him and admit to defeat. not when hao was the one who started this, even if you gave yourself up. you just can't say it. hanbin leaves you alone for another minute before landing another sharp smack on your cheek, leaving it aching for him. you cry finally responding. "wanted it daddy.. baby's so so sorry..."

hao slipped out of your messy pussy, hands spreading your ass cheeks apart for him. "its okay. don't have to apologize." he breathed out, stretching you open when he pushed in, "daddy's gonna fuck this tight ass."

you sniffle feeling him so deep in you. breaths choked and muffled by hanbins hand, his cock sinking into your cunt. "no! daddy— so full!! so full— ah! ah!"

this was so dirty. beads of sweat running down your forehead and making your hair so damp it sticks to your skin but it was so hard to care, so blissed out between the two cocks pumping into you at the same time. hanbin has the perfect curve, tip sliding deeper right where you can't handle it, until it makes your back arch and you have no choice but to try to wiggle away from him, moaning high pitched and whiny like a whore. “d-daddy! more! p—please more!" you sob at the heavy weight of both their cocks bottoming out in you.

you feel like crying feeling the motion of them rocking you back and forth. its like you’re some cocksleeve and it makes your body shudder, hot tears pouring down your face, “ah! ah— too—too... much!”

“s okay daddy’ll take care of you. just gotta take it like a good girl." hanbin mumbles against your skin, squishing your cheeks together and placing kisses onto your pouty lips. “just listen to daddy baby."

everything was so overwhelming. being filled up and again, you can't take all the stimulation any longer, cumming around them, eyes rolling back and as their grips tighten up on you. and for a while you three stay like this, cunt warm and snug that even the slightest movement has you tearing up again. hao tries to pull out first, which does nothing but make you cry and fall into hanbin's embrace. "i know i know im sorry." hao mutters kissing your shoulder to distract you from hanbin slipping out of you, "h—hurts!" you whine feeling cum leak from your hole. you get shushed with a little too stern look and reluctantly obey, trying to be as good as possible while they cleaned you up.

this is always so exhausting. your head is so cloudy and full, you find your eyes closing by themselves. your boyfriend's cuddled up close to you again, locking you securely between them like this wasn't one of the leading factors to what just happened. you let them anyway like you always do.

you always cherished any night you were lucky enough to call them yours.

© grossditz ⋆｡ °✩ 2023

#zb1 smut #zerobaseone smut #zb1 hard hours #zerobaseone hard hours #zb1 hard thoughts #boys planet smut #zhanghao smut #sung hanbin smut #hanbin smut

[leosxrealm]

OMG I LOVE LOVE LOVVEEE ur best friend’s brother fic w itoshi sae!! it randomly popped up in my head and i js had to go reread it !!!! i was wondering if you could do a part 2 or maybe a few more headcanons abt it ?? :)

-ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ'ꜱ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ- [ᴘᴀʀᴛ-02]

pairing(s): itoshi sae x gn! reader

warning(s): mentions of sex, nothing too explicit, mentions of alcohol, rin and sae have a better relationship, rin being a protective bestie (in his own way), everyone is 18+

a/n: i re-read that fic to get some of the details right and ngl lie it made me cringe a lil lmao. but thank you !! i decided on doing both. i made a separate post for boyfriend head cannons, so you can check that out! this one is a small drabble on what happened with rin. hope you like this and the hcs

!not proofread!

part 1 || headcannons

you squirmed under rin's intense gaze. he was pissed pissed. the safest thing for you right now was to keep your mouth shut.

rin was waiting for you at your apartment when you got home from your little nap with sae. you were kind of regretting giving him the spare key to your apartment. but you knew that this would have to be done one day or the other. you just didn't know that it would be this soon.

with the last bit of courage, you looked your best friend in the eyes, "rin-"

"don't" he cut you off before you could even explain yourself.

it's kinda stupid, he thinks. he has known that his older brother has harbored feelings for you for years, but never acted on it because sae believed that relationships are a waste of his time.

now, rin wasn't stupid, he very well knew that all that happened between you and his brother could have been the result of the alcohol in both your systems. he just couldn't accept it.

what annoyed rin the most is that he doesn't know if sae took advantage of your drunken state. deep down he knows that his brother is better than this. and no matter how much of an asshole he could be; he would never stoop to that level. but, he can't think straight right now. what if there's even a slightest of the slightest chance that this was all planned by sae. he would make sure to make his brother's life a living hell.

"whatever you're thinking, it's not that," your voice pulled him out of the spiral of thoughts in his head. he looked at the couch you were sitting on. what was this? some kind of intervention? in your own house?

you gulped, before continuing, "i don't remember much from last night. it's all a little blur, to be honest. but i was the one that initiated the kiss that led to all of this," you vaguely motioned with your hand, "i remember a few moments here and there. your brother didn't force himself on me."

"do you love him?"

you choked on your own saliva. where the hell did that come from? "well...." you paused, trying to find the right words, "'love' would be too strong of a word." he didn't say anything in return. an uncomfortable and tense silence settled over you two.

"i do like him!" you blurted out. you had to say something, you couldn't take the silence anymore. looking down, you fiddled with your fingers. "i like him," you reiterated, "a lot. and i would like to give him a chance."

rin sighed. he knew this was coming but seriously? his best friend and his brother? it would take him some time to accept it.

"we discussed it...before he dropped me off..." you trailed off, "he wants to court me. officially."

"okay."

"huh?"

"i said, okay" his irritated tone made you shut up real quick. right, he hates repeating himself. and if it were someone else, he would have ignored them a second time. they weren't worth his time. but you were his best friend, you weren't someone else. as much as he hates it, he would repeat himself for his best friend; and how do you pay him back? by sleeping with his damn brother? he scoffs at the thought.

honestly? he should've seen this coming. he knew your lingering gazes and exchanged glances would lead to something someday.

he sighed for what seemed like the millionth time. he can't do this right now. too much thinking. so the both of you spent the rest of the evening watching horror movies.

#blue lock x reader #itoshi sae x reader #sae itoshi x reader #i love sae🥺 #bllk sae #sae x reader #itoshi rin x reader #rin itoshi #blue lock fluff #itoshi sae fluff #itoshi rin fluff #itoshi sae #leosxrealm #leo's works

[little-cereal-draws]

Not me thinking abt the implications of Balister being top of his class

At first it seems like it's just because he’s really passionate abt being a knight, and we know he has been ever since he was a kid, but it’s probably deeper than that. He probably felt the need to “prove himself.” To the queen, to the director, to his classmates, to the kingdom.

We know that him being accepted into the knight training academy(?) was very public/televised and that him being knighted was as well. And we know both of those times, the public was not on his side. So how much of the middle, his actual training, did the public see?

I can easily see a slimy news anchor reporting on a video of the cadets doing drills and saying smth like, “And here we see the next generation of Gloreth’s monster slayers! They’re all looking really great! Except, woah, there’s Balister swinging a little too hard at that dummy there. Ha ha, that’s a level five move, smth these cadets won’t learn for at least another year. Trying to show up his classmates much? I bet he thinks he’s all that but with a gpa of only 3.6, I think he needs to be trying a little harder before he impresses anyone. Ha ha!” (Conveniently leaving out the fact that a 3.6 is way better than any of the other cadets are doing, even their precious Gloreth golden boy.)

How many times was him getting short of an A grade broadcasted to the whole kingdom as a “failure?” How many times did Ambrosius walk in on him slumped over a pile of books after studying too late? How many times did he insist on continuing to train even though he was obviously hurt? How many times did he resolve to do better after another "failure" only to be jeered at by his classmates, calling him teacher's pet? How many times was his studying disrupted by hot angry tears blurring the pages in front of him beyond recognition?

I can easily see him ignoring the end of class dismissal for the day, his classmates laughing and pushing each other as they leave. The Director's gently urges him to take a break and Ambrosius hangs back a few minutes, worried glances burning into the back of Balister's head. He brushes them both off and stays to train more. He practices for hours after, skipping dinner, anger and the need for approval driving him. He needs to try harder, teacher's pet, he's not doing enough, goody-two-shoes, he's not at the same level as the other cadets, suck up, he'll never be a knight. No matter what he did, he couldn't fucking win. He's so tired and angry and frustrated and burnt out but he can't stop, he can't fucking stop or they'll eat him alive.

A scream made of years worth of pent up rage echos through the training hall as he raises his sword above his head. All those nights spent studying instead of sleeping, there goes the straw and rubber dummy's arm, the whispered jokes behind his back as he walked down the halls of the institute, there goes the dummy's other arm, the disappointed "I expected better of you" the Director gave him, hay was flying everywhere as he pummeled his sword in and out of the dummy's chest, the never ending criticism from the watchful eyes of the kingdom. Sword clattering to the side with a clang, he rips the dummy's head off with his bare hands. Chest heaving, he sits back and looks at what he's done. Regret creeps in; he'll definitely get in trouble for this tomorrow. What has he done?

Anyways... this got a bit off track from where it started... I'm just having a lot of Balister gifted child feels

#welcome to the latest addition of 'i didn't mean to write a fic' lol #nimona #nimona spoilers #balister blackheart #nimona headcanon #ambrosius goldenloin #the director nimona

[belzrgr]

Hiii! Hope ur having a good day/night. I was wondering if you could write hurt/comfort abt the reader having a rough time dealing with mental health issues (depression specifically) and sanji comforting them. I understand if not you do you ofc 🩵

I wanted to write more, to actually show you Sanji taking care of you instead of merely telling you about it but it's been sitting in my notes and I didn't want it to gather dust there. Please feel free to request more or something else, though I hope this is a bit like what you've wanted ♡

Sanji & gn! Reader (you/yours)

Tags/Warnings: self-neglect, depression, self-doubt, Sanji wants to help, petnames used for reader (mon amour), hurt comfort

How long has it been since you last changed your clothes? Although you asked yourself this, you couldn't really be bothered either way.

Your body felt heavy, especially your head that laid on your now flat pillow. A grumble came up from your stomach and you curled up with your blanket in your hands. Even though you were so incredibly tired, you couldn't sleep and when you did manage to, it was never enough.

Sooner or later, you would have to stand up and show yourself to the crew unless you wanted them to cone look for you but right now you couldn't get yourself to move. Little particles of dust flew through the air illuminated by the sun shining through the window.

You didn't even know why you felt so sad, why no matter what food you thought of you didn't want to eat anything because nothing sounded tasty, why the idea of doing what would usually bring you joy only sounded like a chore now or why you struggled so hard to even sit up from your bed. Well, that wasn't completely true. Theoretically you knew why but you didn't know why your depression has become so much worse again recently.

Thinking of your crew just made you even more sad now. Maybe they didn't even notice you missing, your brain told you, or maybe they're happy you're not there to drag the mood down.

It made you feel like a burden, wasting away in your bed while the rest had fun outside. What if a fight broke out and they needed your help? You were just dead weight like this, taking up space and food - well not food right now at least.

Despite the chaos in your head, you continued calmly watching the dust in the air outside of it.

The door opened. You looked over to see Sanji standing in the frame and looking right back at you.

"... what's wrong?", he asked you without leaving any room for you to deny that you weren't feeling well. Yet how did you say this anyway? How could you explain to him how you felt so that he understand when even talking made you want to just hide under your blanket completely and ignore everything around you?

Apparently you took too long to answer and Sanji stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. He walked over to your bed and squatted down next to it so your were more around the same eye level. Your gaze never left him and your stomach growled angrily.

"You haven't been outside your room much lately. Don't think we haven't noticed you missing, especially during meals." - Sanji's voice was gentle, not accusing. - "It's not the same without you. We miss you, I miss you. So please, can I help you?"

As he talked, he took the hand you had sticking out from under the blanket. Just so that you could take it back if you wanted but you didn't. It felt nice.

You opened your mouth to say something but closed it again. Then you opened it once more, "Thank you."

Sanji huffed lightly.

"I haven't even done anything yet, mon amour."

His thumb caressed the back of your hand.

"How about I draw you a warm bath and make you something light to eat? You can eat on the deck to get some fresh air too and if you will let me, I could clean up your room a bit."

For a moment, you just stared at him but then you nodded. You still didn't really want to stand up but if he helped you, it didn't seem so impossible anymore.

#vinsmoke sanji #black leg sanji #one piece sanji #sanji x reader #Mine #Writing #Drabble #Hurt comfort #Depression #gender neutral reader #gn reader #One piece #Fanfiction #Fanfic

[totally-not-a-tickle-blog]

hiii its the anon from yesterday who yapped abt alastor being softer to the other hazbins during/after the tickle war, and ive come to provide you with some lee AND ler al content :)

so, after briefly reading thru this blog, i can tell that everyone loves al being SO obvious when hes in a lee mood (me included tbf). so, on top of his shadow being a menace n' him being 10x more touchy/twitchy than usual when he wants to be tickled, id like to give him another tell (that i HOPE?? someone hasn't brought up yet???): his good ole ears/tail!!!

methinks that whenever he's in a lee mood, his ears pin down/to the side whenever someone approaches him, even if they arent planning on tickling him!! yk, a common sign of submission in animals. as for his tail, you couldn't rlly tell unless he had it uncovered, but it'd be face down and 'tucked between his legs', (not ACTUALLY/FULLY bc if he ever caught himself doing that he'd make himself stop immediately out of sheer embarrassment gfajafakags, but he does the closest thing to it)!!! both things he doesnt realize he's doing unless pointed out, and i imagine it as the final push a ler would need to wreck him. like.. imagine someone from the hotel who's been seeing al run around all day, just out the corner of their eye, but theyre able to pick up on him being more twitchy and clingy than usual. plus, his shadow acting up.. and then the pieces all slot into place once they approach him to ask abt it and they see his ears fold back :) they then continue to make those ears flap and that tail wag :)))

AND like i promised, some ler content, still concerning al's ears/tail bc not only am i obsessed with them, methinks they'd also be good tools for him to use as a ler!!! for the cherished moments where al uses direct physical touch instead of magic to tickle his lee, i think it'd be adorable if he brushed his ears/tail against their sensitive spots, especially if he often does so '''accidentally''' after learning about it :) these are the first two scenarios that came to mind that fit what im talking abt, but feel free to imagine your own/smthn different:

ler al and lee husk, with husk having a really sensitive chin/neck!! al keeps pulling him close, making husks attempts at pawing (ha) him off futile by al scrabbling at his ribs and stomach, which eventually leads to al leaning his head forward n' makin' his ears accidentally flap against husks neck/chin, which makes the poor kitty *squeal*. theres like that brief moment of 'oh no' from husk before al leans back in and purposefully wiggles his ears back and forth against husk until hes laughing so hard he cant breathe 🥺🥺🥺 al is teasing him the entire time, much to his chagrin

and, for the tail!! ler al and lee angel dust!!! ive always imagined angel with a sensitive stomach, so al would either have to be holding him down/or against something in this scenario, but just think abt how cute it'd be for the two to be play-fighting but then angel lets out a *yelp* whenever al's tail brushes along his stomach!! angel'd get his own 'oh no' moment where al's suddenly pinning him down, using his hands to tickle angels armpits and ribs while his tail absolutely wrecks his stomach. angel would be making witty comebacks to al's teasing if he had time to breathe :)))

okokok that should be all its past midnight here i need to sleep!!! anyways ajagsfaggaha ty for reading hope you liked ittt :)))))

Anon this isn't a food this isn't a meal YOU GAVE ME A FULL BANQUET!!! GOT ME STIMMING SM ALREADY IN THE BEGINNING

And the scenarios too omggg, I freaking LOVED the unintencional thing of the ears going down, animal features doing silly things when someone is in a lee mood or being tickled is my weak point (Alastor's tail totally wags when he's tickled tho I am SO SURE)

AND HUSK WITH A HYPER TICKLISH NECK TOO IS CHEF KISS!!

#tickling #tickle #tickle community #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #lee!alastor #ler!alastor

[mustangs-flames]

this isnt silly or anything but i am like. MORBIDLY curious to know more abt human cesar's encounter. like he was really peeping the horrors for MONTHS and he couldnt say anything WHAT THE HELLLL

Yeah, it was going on for months, roughly 6 or so!

TW: Mental health issues, suicidal ideation, TMC psychological horror

It started small - not getting much sleep for some indiscernible reason, headaches that became migraines, thinking he was seeing movement out of the corner of his eyes only to turn around and see no one was there. He chalked it up to lack of sleep, but then it started to get worse - feelings of always being watched, strange noises in his house that couldn't be from anything natural, sounds outside his bedroom door at night.

Then there were the nightmares, where he was always being chased by something he couldn't see because he was too terrified to turn around and look at what was pursuing him. Because it genuinely felt that if he looked then whatever it was would kill him.

Barely eating, sleeping, unable to look after himself very well - constantly seeing a figure in his peripheral but never able to look at it head on; a voice in his head telling him all his worst fears and affirming them. Trying to tell his mum but she didn't want to admit how bad it was (she was always scared of being seen as a bad mother), and seeing her worried about him made him want to never bring it up again. And things continue to get worse, but he can't tell Mark because he knows Mark has been going through family troubles and he doesn't want to be a burden to his best friend and potentially lose him.

But then the voice starts telling him that he should resent his mum; that it's her fault because she won't help him. That she can't love him because otherwise she'd help. The shadows in his room start to look like her, sound like her - telling him he's a failure of a son, that he's no better to her than his dad was. That he's a disappointment, doesn't deserve love, or friends - that he should just end it all-

That time almost works - the alternate almost gets what it wants - but Cesar caves and calls Mark at 2am three weeks before the events of INWCT takes place: "There was also that night three weeks ago when - so close to getting what it wanted - Cesar, distraught at the truths the creature that looked like his mother had whispered in his ears, called Mark with a gun in his trembling hand and a half-drunk bottle at his feet to scream. It had always been Mark, giving and giving, and not once caring to take anything back." (Chapter 1). Mark still isn't aware of just what he talked Cesar down from that night because Cesar deliberately kept it as vague as possible - it was Mark offhandedly saying he was going to come over the next day that gave Cesar something to hang on for, to look forward to in the hopes that things might get better.

After almost succeeding, the alternate decides to up the ante and really pushes Cesar's last hold on himself - makes him think that his mother is actually not who she says she is at all, makes him severely doubt himself and his reality. And there comes a moment where everything just snaps for him. And in that second, the human Cesar Torres takes the knife and, consumed by anger and fear, does something he can't ever take back.

I definitely plan on writing this out though as a short oneshot at some point in the future if people are interested in it! :)

#hail true body au #human Cesar has some backstory to him that I'd like to explore from the perspective of the alternate taking advantage of it #honestly though ty for the question! I love talking about this au!

[snazzilystoopid]

GUYS WAIT JUST HEAR ME OUT...

What if I started a series about an AU where every ninja has a little sister? (So yes Nya and Kai "have a little sister")

OK YES

IM GONNA DO IT

STARTING WITH COLE OBVIOUSLY 🤭

(tw for sh!)

This gif makes me so sad I cant-

Libble "Lilly" Brookstone

Named Libble after her mom's best friend, Libber

(Yes I hc that Cole's mother and Jay's birth mother were besties)

Nicknamed Lilly because she looks exactly like her, they're basically identical apart from the fact that Libble has her dad's eyes

Her family sometimes give her the nickname "Libs" or "Libby"

(Most people acc call her Libby now)

She was the "naughty kid" and she ran away alot

Gave poor Lou lots of stress 😭

The moment Libble turned 13 (abt halfway through Possesion) she started to bunk off school and do stupid things (smoking, dr*gs, that sorta stuff)

She grew up WAY too fast

Like she rly didn't gave a shit abt Cole turning into a ghost or any of that until Day of the Departed

After DotD she had a much needed wake up call (still just age 13 at this point)

She didn't go and visit her home for the holiday and she realised just how much their family had suffered bc of Lilly's passing

So that night Libble cried herself to sleep in the crappy apartment she and her friends were camping out in

a) bc she missed her dad and big bro and b) because she knew she had seriously messed up

The next day she went back to school and finally started making an effort

She realised she really loved sketching and she also had a passion for programming/machinery/tech

She decided she wanted to pursue a career at Borg Industries before she mustered up the courage to go back to live with Lou

She apologised profusely and sobbed and begged for his forgiveness

Lou welcomed her back with open arms

Cole was skeptical of talking to her for a few days but after a week he ended up going back to visit

and he was the happiest he had ever been when he saw his baby sister had truly changed <33

They had a family dinner the following night catching up on things

During the one year gap after Hands of Time she continued to go to school and actually got an education, and regularly stayed in touch with Cole (since he was with Jay looking for Wu)

She met all the ninja just after March of the Oni and decided that Nya was her favourite (after Cole ofc)

After MotM, once Cole returned from Shintaro, his veins up his wrist/arms would sometimes pulse a faint orange. Libble liked to trace them and would always say she wished she was the one with elemental powers as a joke

By the end of Crystalized, Libble is 16!

Aaand that's her story!! Moving on to random facts abt her:

Unlike the rest of her family, Libble can't sing or dance to save her life

She'll stay up all night sketching and sketching and sketching

Cole often calls her "Libbler the Scribbler"

Whenever Lou and the Royal Blacksmiths have a performance, she always makes sure she's on the front row

She used to sh as "punishment" once she returned home, because she couldn't forgive herself for leaving her dad like that

Her classmates called her a freak because of the scars up her arms and the minute Cole found out he was PISSED

She hangs around Chen's Noodle House a lot, and she always orders the same thing: PUFFY POTSTICKERS

She smashed the TV in the monastery of spinjitzu once, because of Kai and Cole beating her in a video-game

Shes usually quite a calm and collected person, but she can also be really loud

Simillar to Lilly's locket, Libble owns a silver locket which pictures her and Cole in one photo, and Lilly and Lou in the other.

Thats all hehe, but I feel like I could've picked a better name, I had literally no ideas 😭😭

(Just to make things clear, each sister doesn't exist in the same universe, these are all gonna be seperate AUs!)

Hope yall enjoyed and I think I'll be doing either Lloyd or Kai + Nya next! <3

#lou brookstone #master of the mountain #lilly brookstone #lego ninjago #cole brookstone #cole hence #cole ninjago #lloyd garmadon #ninjago #ninjago fanart #ninjago fandom #ninjago fic #ninjago headcanons #lou ninjago #lilly ninjago #ninjago au #ninjago motm #motm

[callsign-bunnie]

hurt with comfort oneshot where..

gaz finds out that his partner(can be anyone from the 141 or just a nobody) is cheating on him, and he keeps it a secret bc he loves his partner too much, until price and /or laswell begins suspecting something bc he's been too quiet and less hyper

so price/ and laswell/ or both confronts him abt it and gaz just breaks down bc he's fed up of keeping his feelings in

hopefully this makes sense (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)

also, actually...it can be anyone that begins noticing how gaz has been behaving. but it's still price or laswell that confronts him

Partner is an OC, since I really just don't like doing cheating plots with my fave boys. Also, again love the trend of Gaz fans torturing the boy. Love it

--

Gaz found out about it on April 16th. He'd gotten a text from an unknown number that'd started out with "hey, you don't know me, but-"

There were pictures, screenshots, all kinds of evidence, and no way to deny that it was happening. Gaz couldn't delude himself into thinking they were lying or... anything else, because it was undeniable.

He'd cried a lot. He didn't like crying, it made him feel pathetic. But, he'd been unable to stop it. Then, he'd just continued on. Admittedly? He hadn't wanted to deal with the situation.

He didn't want to break up with his partner, he loved them too much to really entertain that. Instead, he'd decided to go with the "if I pretend it's not happening, it won't be" route and just ignored it. He'd deleted the conversation off his phone and sent a little "I love you" text to his partner, and then he'd continued on with whatever mission he and Price were about to go on.

However, it didn't go away. Shame had started fairly soon, after. He was gone from his partner, a lot. If he wasn't, maybe it wouldn't have happened. All of the dates of their meetups had lined up with when he away on duty, and...

Okay, maybe he hadn't actually deleted the conversation. Maybe he'd stare at the texts for hours when he was supposed to be asleep. Maybe he'd obsessed over them and could recite every detail, every timestamp, every word from memory. Maybe he could etch over every line of the videos and pictures that had been sent when he closed his eyes.

Maybe.

Not only, though, did he feel shame for leaving his partner lonely enough that they felt the need to do that, he felt shame for letting it happen. His partner had done it practically under his nose, he should have known, he should have stopped it. He should have been good enough it never happened in the first place.

He also should confront them over it... but he couldn't. He didn't want to. He didn't want it to even be happening, let alone actually dealing with it. So, since he hadn't deleted the conversation, he spent most of his waking moments desperately trying not to think about it and even more of them completely obsessing over it.

He'd decided not to tell anyone, as well. This wasn't Price or Laswell or Soap or Ghost's problem. It was his own, and he could be a big boy and handle it, alone, even if he was choosing not to handle it.

At least, he was until Laswell was pulling him aside during some downtime after a mission. "Kyle... Look, I'm just going to be blunt. What's wrong?" She sighed, looking at him.

"Nothing." Gaz shook his head. "Why do you ask?"

"Because you've been off. I watched poor Price try six times to joke with you about those damn ducks on the heli-pad and you just shrugged him off every time." Laswell shook her head. "Look, whatever it is, you can tell me."

But, Gaz couldn't. He knew what she would say... Just break up with them. You deserve better. And Gaz didn't deserve better. He hadn't been enough, that's what had caused this. So, he just shrugged. "I don't know. I guess I haven't been sleeping well." He lied. Well, half lied, since he'd barely been sleeping at all.

Laswell raised an eyebrow and it was pretty clear she didn't believe him. But, thankfully, she didn't press more on the subject. "Alright." She seemed to relent, sighing. "Get some rest, then, Garrick."

"Will do, ma'am." He joked, slightly, and saluted, before relaxing when she backed up so he could leave.

He did notice she paid more attention to him, after that. She was always watching him when she was around, and she checked on him more during missions. At first, Soap and Ghost had both teased him about it, which was embarrassing enough.

It was more embarrassing when they stopped. Because then they'd give him little stares of concern, and he didn't like that.

The worst, though? The worst was when Price picked up on it. Because that was just mortifying. He wished he could be better at hiding it, but he just wasn't.

Price had started to ask him if he was okay, more, as well. He'd started to be a lot gentler with giving orders, and he hated it so much. He just wanted to be normal, again, he wanted everything to be fine, he was sick of concerned glances and "are you okay"s and "I'm here to talk if you need it"s.

Maybe he got slightly angry about it, so maybe he found himself cornering his superior after a mission where everyone had acted far more gentle than he wanted. "Look, I don't know what you've gotten up your ass, sir, but if you're going to keep treating me like an infant, I'm going to start questioning if I still belong here."

Price looked at him, likely shocked since Gaz wasn't really the type to just suddenly confront people like this. But Gaz was done. He was barely sleeping, he had started to eat less, and he wanted just one aspect of his life to be steady, constant, and to not sleep with someone else! Fuck, that didn't make sense, but whatever. He was frustrated!

Price watched him for just another moment and Gaz made a frustrated sound, about to just turn and leave when Price stopped him. "Kid, wait. Alright, you're right, I have been acting different." He sighed. "I'm not... meaning to coddle you. No one is."

Gaz snorted. "Could have fooled me."

"Have you looked in a mirror, lately, though? It's pretty obvious you're not doing well." Price sighed. "Laswell said you told her you're not sleeping well, but I don't buy that for a second."

Gaz went quiet and then looked away, the irritation draining from his body. Shame and exhaustion sank back in and he sighed. "It's not important. Not to my job."

"It's hurting you. So, it's important to me." Price straightened a little.

Gaz raised an eyebrow, surprised. He'd never expected the captain to be so candid. He ran a hand down his face, trying to come up with some excuse so he didn't have to have this conversation. "Like I said-"

"Garrick. Drop the bullshit." Price sighed. "Come on. Just spill it."

Gaz looked at him and then he just couldn't help it. "I got a text back in April... My partner is cheating on me. There's no denying it, there's no... pretending it was someone else or a lie... And I... I know it's my fault. That's it."

"That's it?? Kid, that's a lot!" Price seemed almost shocked. "You mentioned going home to them for leave this Christmas!"

"Well, yeah. We're not breaking up over this. It was my fault. I'm not home enough-"

"Fuck that." Price shook his head, looking pissed. "Home or not, if they're lonely, they break up with you, not go fuck someone else."

Gaz went quiet, furrowing his brows. "If I had been home more-" he tried again, but Price made a belligerent noise.

"No! Listen to me." Price shook his head. "A relationship is an agreement. You don't fuck other people. You got with them after you joined the SAS, they knew you'd be away a lot, they chose to be with you. If that got too much to handle, it's on them. You didn't... choose to be cheated on."

Gaz's brain was having quite a bit of trouble wrapping around this, he'd admit. "I-" He stopped, backing up a bit. "All of the times add up to when I'm on duty, they don't do it when I'm there, so if I was back more-"

"I'm going to smack the shit out of you if you keep making excuses for them." Price's tone was a warning. "Gaz- alright, new angle. Do you even enjoy being with them after this?"

Gaz paused. Admittedly? No. He'd made excuses for why he didn't have to talk to them, even if he knew they were likely going to just cheat more. When they'd send him "I love you" messages, it'd made his stomach churn and he'd only had the sight of those pictures and videos in his mind, playing over and over again

He hung his head before shaking it. "No... I don't." He admitted, quietly. "I just- I love them, Price. How am I supposed to just abandon that?"

"It looks like they already have." Price's voice went slightly soft and he put his hand on Gaz's shoulder. "Break up with them. Okay? For yourself."

Gaz hesitated and then dropped his shoulders. He couldn't even be embarrassed when, a moment later, tears were falling again. He was so tired of the stress and turmoil of this whole situation and Price telling him to just do it... He felt almost relieved.

He did feel shock, a moment later, when Price was pulling him in for a hug, hugging him tightly. Gaz hesitated before relaxing and hugging back, giving into his tears. "Thank you..." He mumbled.

"It's alright, son." Price nodded, patting his back. "And next time? Just fucking come to me, kid. Don't let something like this rip you up like that. It's not worth it, trust me."

Gaz hesitated, again, before nodding. "Alright. I will." He mumbled, closing his eyes.

#Kyle Gaz Garrick #gaz cod #price cod #laswell cod #oneshot #angst #call of duty #call of duty: modern warfare #queue for dinner again hunny?

[jungle-angel]

🌺🎄Mele Kalikimaka🎄 49.

The kids writing letters to Santa

With Bob

I need to see this auggie's letter to Santa pls!

And thanks for the update abt his first drink with Phoenix so excited to hear it!

EEEEEEEEKK!!!! A iā ʻoe nō hoʻi e kuʻu hoaaloha (And to you as well, my friend). Sorry, I had to use translate for that one, I've picked up a little of Hawaiian here and there but definitely not fluent (lol).

December 14th, 2022

Bozeman, MT

"So are you ok picking them up and bringing them home?" Bob asked Jake over FaceTime.

"I've gotta run up that way anyways and grab the girls from school," Jake informed him. "You guys need anything before the storm hits?"

"I might need Evan Williams with extra honey," Bob chuckled. "It's gonna be a long night from the looks of it."

Jake laughed and shook his head before he hung up. Bob stuck his phone back on the charger before he made his way back over to where you were snuggling with Deidre, quietly rocking her to sleep as a movie played in the living room and the wooden rocker creaked a little bit. "Thing's getting kind of old huh?" you chuckled.

"Great-great-grandpa Jacob had it built when he came home after World War One," Bob explained. "Dad was always afraid it was gonna break one of these days but it's sturdy as ever."

You smiled a little bit as Deidre turned her head in a little bit, still asleep with the tip of her little nose brushing against the threads of your sweatshirt and through the layers against your nipple. "Guess our little snow bunny's getting sleepy," Bob remarked, his hand brushing the thin little wisps of blonde hair on her head.

"Let her sleep," you told him. "When Auggie and Patrick come home, she's going upstairs and those two are either gonna hang with their ants and uncles or your mom and dad are gonna come and get'em."

"I already bribed Dad into coming and getting them," Bob chuckled. "The squad on the other hand....."

You laughed a little bit, knowing that Penny and Maverick, Rooster and the rest of the gang already had their hands full with their own little brood of kids. You heard a truck pulling into the driveway and Jake entering the house with Auggie, Patrick and his twin girls.

"Momma!!! Momma!!! Daddy!! We wrote letters to Santa at school today!!" Auggie declared excitedly.

"Oh you did?!" you asked.

It was times like this that you, Bob and the others were relieved beyond words that you had sent the kids to one of those hippie schools that allowed the kids to write letters to Santa and do all of the other things that you and the gang remembered doing as kids......even snowball fights during recess.

Auggie quickly dug his envelope out of his Luke Skywalker backpack and handed it to Bob who carefully opened the envelope and read the letter.

"Dear Santa, please send my Dad two billion dollars and a fighter jet for Christmas," Bob read aloud before you, him and Jake burst into an unexpected bout of laughter.

"And please help me find my pet iguana, his name is 'Chicken Nugget, but we call him Nugget sometimes," Bob continued on, wiping away a tear from his eye. "I think he ate too many of Mimi's brownies, got fat and couldn't get out the dog door. Please help us find Chicken Nugget if you see him. P.S, my brother Patrick wants some roast beef, a chicken, a pizza......"

You guys could hardly contain your laughter, even as you carried Deidre back up the stairs to quickly put her in her crib. When you came back down, Jake and Bob were all practically in stitches.

"Think this is worth sending to the others?" Jake asked.

"Oh believe me it'll be worth it," Bob answered. "And just so you know, we're showing these to the kids when they go off to college."

#top gun maverick #robert bob floyd #bob floyd x reader #jake hangman seresin #dagger squad

[bphantom01]

ARC V MONTH DAY 18 - D/D/D - Different Dimension Day

A kind-of manga-inspired AU (but not rlly? Idrk) Just a lil over 800 words.

A/N: HEADS UP i haven't read all of the manga (literally like only some chapters in, and I forgot reading abt it for a long time. Yeah I should go finish reading that soon… (from what I've heard, excluding that one scene, its good anyway. And it did pique my interest for a bit).

And bc of that, this doesn't take place in any part of the Manga (& only contains some elements from it if ud even count em) so its literally an AU. Also, Yuya & Yuzu aren't here. Let's say they're just sleeping somewhere in their head for this one.

This is kinda inspired by this post & one of @/tetsuya04's (not sure if I should tag u :,)) recent b-girls in the manga art!

Relationships: Light Yuto/Ruri, everything else is platonic (I'm getting bored of writing that lol...)

Warnings: exactly two ‘shit’ words i think

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‘Over there, Ruri,’ a voice whispered into her mind. ‘That's him, right? Or at least the brother of the guy—the one we knew traveled from the past to this timeline, like us.’

‘Yes, Rin. That's him alright,’ Ruri thought back, peering at a certain boy from the corner of the small bar she was in.

‘Oh good, we finally got him,’ another voice whispered within her mind. ‘One of those Sakakis… Quick, we should get that USB from him while he's just sitting there.’

Ruri sighed. Serena, impatient as usual. ‘Yes, yes. I'm going.’

She stepped out of the shadows unnoticed.

—

‘But Yuri,’ Yuto thought as he drank some chocolate milk. ‘We're doing this for Yuya, remember…? It's for his sake.’

Things have been a bit complicated recently for Yuto and his brothers… And there was the possibility of Yuya knowing the truth and getting caught by Reiji…

Somebody accidentally fell onto him, making him spit some of the chocolate out.

He looked at the floor to see who it was, but he couldn't make out who they were as they sported a midnight blue cloak.

“Ahh, sorry…” The person apologized, kneeling to try and regain themself. By the tone of voice though, he made out that the person was female. “My mind has not been functioning correctly recently… and maybe I had a little too much drinks.”

Yuto smiled at them. “That's alright, ma'am. Do you need help?”

“Oh no, I'm alright. Thank you, though.”

When the person got up, Yuto saw some purple strands of hair spill from the hood of their cloak.

And when the person looked down on him, he was met with the most gorgeous pink eyes he's seen.

Something about them rang a bell in Yuto's heart and mind, almost enough to make him fully remember a memory…

A certain, small memory from a long time ago, one that seemed to be felt with joy and laughter.

It's been a long time since he's recalled something like that that didn't include his brothers.

‘Yuto-nii?’ Yugo called. ‘Why're you frozen? Are you okay?'

‘I'm fine, Yugo.’ “Well then ma'am, suit yourself. Be careful next time.”

“Will do.”

Another chord was struck.

That voice… He hadn't noticed it before, but it was… Familiar.

‘Hey guys… Does that person look familiar to you? And her voice, too?'

‘Well, it certainly made me feel something…’ Yugo mused, his metaphysical self seen only by Yuto and the rest of the brothers observing the woman with wild interest.

‘Yes, I agree with Yugo here. She sure does ring a bell, at least for me, too,’ Yuri agreed. That person sure caught their interest, and in an unusual manner, too.

Yuto decided to try and see who it was. He got up. “Excuse me, ma'am, but can you—’

‘Do you mind me asking about your name?’ Yuri interrupted. ‘Sheesh, know how to be polite, brother.’

“—do you mind me asking about your name?” Yuto quickly corrected, as even if it wasn't necessary, Yuri would continue to insist anyway.

“I do, actually,” she responded, although rather gloomily. “Why'd you want to know my name?”

With the other person, voices raced in her head.

‘Ruri!’

‘Oh come on, there you go again, falling for his charms.’

‘Says the one who keeps teasing her for crushing on him in the first place.’

‘Oh shut up, Rin. And that was years ago.’

‘Girls! Stop it,’ Ruri interfered. ‘I'll try my best… Gee…’

“Just out of curiosity,” Yuto shrugged.

Ruri looked down. “My name…” She paused.

‘Ohhh no…’ Rin said, clearly unamused. ‘Don't—’

“Ruri. Ruri Kurosaki.”

‘Ah, shit. Get ready for the chase.’

That was all it took for Yuto.

Suddenly, it was like a locked chest had suddenly been opened in his mind, causing a plethora of memories to rush their way into his—and his brothers’—brain.

‘What is all this!?’ Yugo exclaimed.

‘Memories, Yugo…’ Yuri clarified, also amazed at the sudden remembering. ‘Memories hidden and abandoned, left to decay and be forgotten because of the mission we set for ourselves to get Yuya out of this mess.’

“Ruri…” Yuto muttered.

If he recalled correctly, he was the sister of a dear old best friend of his, someone named Shun Kurosaki.

And also… His long lost crush. Her… Occasionally, he does think of her and her family… But to see her in person…

“Well, I'm off now,” Ruri nodded, pulling the hood of her cloak to her face, “...Yuto.” She walked to the other side of the bar, where another door was.

She knew his name!

‘Wait, if they're here too...Yuto, the USB, is it still there?’ Yugo asked, floating around him in search of it.

Yuto himself checked his pockets, but the USB wasn't anywhere in them. “Oh, shit…!”

He then looked at Ruri. “Wait, Ruri, how-how'd you get here!? And the USB—”

But before she could answer, she had already left the room.

—

Ending A/N: uhhh i wanted to post this on manga day but decided eh and posted it now.

Now this is just and idea, but I'm thinking of idk maybe writing one one day (don't hope on this too much ill prolly give up on the thing) myself? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ def with more emotion, influence of backstory, & other plot-related things when I may plan the thing.

But if someone else wud/cud do it, I might (emphasis on might) give it a read ;))

#arcvmonth2023 #arcvmonth #arc v #tbh ive been thinking of the manga au for a rlly long time... #but i havent rlly considered actually doing it #yuto arc v #ruri kurosaki #just tagging the physical guys #yugioh arc v #manga au

[danowh0re]

YOU DONT HAVE TO DO THIS IF YOU DONT WANNA but if you have time could u write a calvin weir fields x trans male reader where the reader rides calvins thigh while he's busy writing ,, been thinking abt that scenario a lot lately uhhhhh. giggles

PLEASE 😵‍💫

Ride

Smut-ish!!

Calvin X male!trans!reader

Used you/blah blah pronouns

I wrote this in an hour so like. Wow. 🧍‍♂️this could of been better tbh, but, at least I wrote it akfjsmfjsjfjs

670 words 👍

Not proof read because I could be in sleeping cause I have work in 6 hours <333

"What are you working on?" You lay against the door-frame that sets behind your boyfriend.

He seems shocked about your presence, scurrying his many sheets of paper into his lap so you don't see them. He adjusts his glasses, creeping his chair in 90° around just to face you, breathing out heavily.

"I uh, yeah no... nothing, I'm uhm.. I'm pretty lost actually.. you couldn't help me even if you tried." The squeaky floor board hits your ears as you make your way into his workspace where you aren't ever really allowed to go in without his permission.

He follows your every move towards him by moving his chair. You setting up onto his desk.

"Whats that then?." You point to the space that's empty on the floor that is in-between him and the desk "Those are-" Calvin going down onto the floor to pick them up, crushing them into his hand to show that they have no meaning to him so you don't ask any more questions. When in reality, he was for once proud of himself and thinks that he could of gone somewhere with just those little pages of writing.

"Nothing. it's. Fuck. Nothing." He realizes fully what he just did. Dropping the pages back onto the floor and connecting his palms with his cheeks, sighing louder than needed.

For what seems like a long, quiet, minute he finally says something. Coming back to look at you and he now places his hand roughly against your thigh that is infront of him now, patting it. "I'm hungry, why don't you make something and later we can walk the dog together, okay?" He forces a smile as he says that.

"No. I want you-" stopping your sentence to get onto Calvin's lap, wrapping your hands around your neck, almost both of yours noses touching. "-to continue whatever you were working on, while I sit..." You think where you could sit where it would possibly annoy him most. "maybe just.. right.. here." Moving your index finger down his chest, "I want to admire you... and.. I guess your work too-"

Calvin gasps, currently heated in the moment "i- its.. uh- I hm. Basically- t..trash now-". He panics as he's under your spell, not knowing what to do or say, and you can clearly notice that. "Shhh...." You buck your hips just lightly. "Show me Mr. Weir-feilds" cringing at what you just said "ew, no. Just Calvin is fine."

Hiding your face into his shoulder as you can feel his hands moving towards his type writer. "That's it baby boy... move those hands..." grunting as what seems like your hips moving yourself. Moving your hand back up to where you were teasing Calvin but going underneath his shirt. "Mmmm...".

Humming as you start a pace with yourself, bringing your other hand to his long hair, grabbing it to have some support with the long thrusts you are taking against your boyfriend.

Your nipples becoming sensitive with his sweater and your loose shirt, becoming numb at the feeling.

Calvin's leg starts to shake, not knowing if it's just the adrenaline you can feel and hear with him typing on the type writer or just because he wants to help you. "D-dont... oh God... s-stop...!!!"

Your jean button unbuttoning itself from the friction, which comes off as a surprise. Feeling you're coming to a close at every little touch that he gives you while your a loud mess on top of him. "Please.. please please please...~!!!"

Now both of your hands coming up to his hair and your lips connecting to a rough side on his jaw, basically sucking on it

Giving him your all as your humps convert into long pushes against yours and his body, stopping slowly as you come off from your high. "Wow..."

Disconnecting your head to his chest

"M..my little.. rabbit..." he kisses your sweaty hair-sticked forehead, both of you being complete lost for words.

Calvin comes up to your ear. "I didn't tell you to stop, but I think we should clean up somewhere, right, bunny?~"

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒~

@thehermitsaltar @ghot-girl @nephilxterra @truecobblepot @sympathyforher @trelaney @koshi-sama @creepling @the-hidden-pages @swn-kings1 @hansakind @milfodyssey @geisterfvhrer @iggay @vocivious @etherealweed @yelenabelovasbathwater @vigilanteboyfriend @im-a-burden-to-society @halcyonbabe @2000sbxtch @cowboys-and-riddlers @beenz-beenz @sagexsenorita @foetus-on-your-breath @sleepg0blin @paramountives @nevilleismywhore

#ᶜʰᵃʳˡⁱᵉˢ ☞︎︎︎ ᴀsᴋs #paul dano #paul dano smut #paul dano x male!reader #paul dano x reader #paul dano x m!reader #calvin weir fields #calvin x reader #ruby sparks calvin #calvin ruby sparks #ruby sparks

[cat-vase]

man!!!! i see ur posts and go hm... makes me wanna think about oscar and julien more ... i dont think abt them ENOUGH and everytime i see ur posts im like well ok i shouold amend this

SO TRUE!!!!! Glad you like them too!!! :D Here's some stuff from September <3 <3 The tense might change a lot, I reread it to try and fix it but it still might be kinda wonky.

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It's day fourteen of Julien living with Oscar at the shelter and, quite frankly, it could be going worse. 

Julien's latched onto a quarter-used notebook Oscar found him, and most days he'll be found sitting outside on the curb with it. He'd sit there for days if Oscar didn't physically drag him inside to eat and sleep. Julien mumbled something about being used to being hungry once, and immediately was grateful he couldn't be understood. 

That was the only time he was grateful for it. 

He had torn the beginning of the journal out, looping his name in big cursive letters for the new beginning. He doubted anyone would take it; it wasn't like they'd be able to get anything out of it. But he kept it close and wrote his name, his full name, all over it just in case he forgot someday. He wrote everything he could remember down: where he used to live, what he used to do, where he was now, and what that fucking room looked like. He wrote about it in excruciating, painfully long detail, so he'd never have to think about it ever again. If you looked five centimeters to the left it was blue. If you looked ten it was purple. The glow pulsed every two minutes and thirteen seconds. It was burned into his vision and he had to close his eyes a lot. It made him dizzy now that there were other things to see. 

"Hey, Julie," Oscar says from behind him. Julien jumps and tears his eyes away from the couple he was watching across the street. He thought the building might be a dentist's office. 

"Bonjour," he mumbles. Oscar liked to know he wasn't spacing out. "Hi," he tried again. It didn't sound right. 

"Come on," he said, and Julien knew he had to stop for the day.

"Allons-y," he said before standing up so Oscar knew. He had written it down ages ago. Teaching yourself a language while just becoming a person again was hard and he was sure he wasn't doing it right.

Julien balanced his notebook against his leg, flipped to the first page, and scribbled his name down again in fast, scrunched-together letters. It made him feel better. Oscar peeked from behind him while he did it, and it made Julien realize something. If he could manage to remember how to say it, that was. 

"Oscar?" he says to get the other man's attention. It works. "Comment tu t'appelles?" 

Oscar looks at him in confusion, like normal, and Julien tries to find the beginning word in his head. Why? No. Who? Kinda. 

"What, uh..." He hopes it's the right one. He doesn't want to hold them up too long. "What is your name?" 

Oscar looks at him in confusion again. Dammit. 

"It's Oscar? Are you okay?" 

Julien groans at himself and runs a hand down his face. He was blanking on the important word. 

"Name, your- The-" 

What was nom de famille in English? 

He pointed at himself. 

"Julien Beaumont." 

Pointed at Oscar. 

"Oscarrr..." 

He drags out the end of the sound and opens his hand in a "continue" gesture. 

"Oh!" Oscar says, and Julien mentally cheers. 

"Mayworth. Not as cool as yours, I know." 

He has no fucking clue what Oscar said at the end, but that wasn't an issue. 

"Mayworth," he parroted, and he pronounced the "r" way too hard and dropped the "-th" at the end. Oscar found it endearing. 

Julien opened his notebook to a page he had memorized, and scribbled Oscar's last name near the top, next to his first. Oscar had never wished to know French more than right now. 

"D'accord," he mumbled to himself, before closing the journal, and looking up at Oscar. "Merci," he spoke clearer. 

"Yeah, yeah. Figures you should know." 

Julien, again, had no idea what he said at the end. Whatever. Problems for later. His voice sounded relaxed enough. They needed to go eat. Oscar Mayworth. It... suited him.

#Anonymous #ask #hfjone #hfj one #julien beaumont #oscar mayworth #mintymath #cat.writes #if it's been 2 weeks julie should probably be using vous and not tu #but besides liam; oscar is the first human(?) hes seen in 10 years #give him a break!!! #as always i picture them as humans but nothing in this is explicit. so. #calculator and toothpaste :]