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daechwitatamic · 2 years

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Clingy || MYG

(banner by my lovely lovely @itaeewon)

Clingy - MYG drabble by daechwitatamic

Pairing: MYG x reader

Genre: established relationship, fluff and love, slice of life

WC: 1k

Warnings: one (1) curse, this is also not my wheelhouse to write so I’m nervous eager to see what you think :)

Note: thank you a billion times for all the sobbing emojis during your beta job, @/kookstempo!!! ilu pumpkin

You’re comfy – so comfy: blanket over your legs holding in your body heat, coffee cup between your hands still steaming as you wait for it to cool enough to drink, throw-pillows behind you in just the right spots.

Unfortunately, you have to get up. Why? Because you hear Yoongi’s electric toothbrush in the bathroom, and that means he’s getting ready to leave.

You must make your displeasure known.

You set your coffee cup on the table and reach for the remote, pausing the nonsense you were half-watching as you woke up. You pad through the living room sleepily, heading towards the bathroom light down the hallway.

He’s fresh out of the shower, standing before the bathroom sink in only a clean pair of boxer briefs. In the sink below him, cold water is running. You eye his bare back, still covered in water droplets. He never dries his shoulders properly. He turns to look at you as you come into view in the doorway, toothbrush sticking out of his mouth.

“Uh-oh,” he says, around a mouthful of toothpaste. You can’t help it - you smile deviously.

You come to stand behind him and wrap your arms around his torso, holding on to your own forearms to lock him in place. You rest your cheek against the flat of his shoulder blade for a second – he’s still so warm from the shower – but then face front to look at him in the mirror. In your reflections, you can only see yourself from your eyes up, peering over his shoulder, the rest of you hidden behind the love of your life.

He meets your eyes in the mirror and gives you a look that’s somehow both indulgent and warning. The duality with this guy, you swear.

He leans forward to spit and rinse, and you keep your arms locked tight around his middle, giggling a little when the action causes you to have to stretch onto your tippytoes. You keep your grip tight as he turns to reach for a face-towel, and swivel together with him when he turns back to turn the faucet off.

“Are we really doing this?” he asks you, the barest hint of a laugh in his voice.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you say lightly, feigning innocence.

He rolls his eyes at you, but you can see the corners of his mouth fighting twitches. He doesn’t want to laugh; he knows laughing will only encourage your shenanigans.

He turns and heads back into your shared bedroom, and you keep your arms in place, hopping quickly from one foot to another in an effort to not step on him or accidentally let go. He huffs out a laugh as your front bumps into his back over and over in your efforts to keep up.

“Did you know,” he says, stopping in front of his closet, eyes searching for what he wants to wear, “that you only do this when I’m trying to get ready to go?”

“Do what?” you demand innocently.

He cocks an eyebrow at you over his shoulder. You squeeze him just a little tighter. “Get clingy,” he clarifies, even though you both knew what he meant.

“It’s not the only time I get clingy,” you muse, happy to keep the conversation going. As long as he’s still in your grasp, as long as he’s still talking to you, then you’re successfully delaying his departure. “I get clingy when I’m sleepy, too. Or when I’m sad. Or when I just want a hug.”

He’s digging through the closet now, hands going for the hangers he wants. “That’s a long list. How do I put up with you?”

“Good question,” you deadpan. “How do you put up with me?”

He’s been trying to get ready despite your iron grip around his middle – this is such a familiar song-and-dance he’s not sure he can get dressed without you attached to his back – but now he stops. His instinctual reaction, sassy shit that he is, is to quip, “It’s a challenge, for sure,” but something halts him today.

He turns within your little prison, and you allow it. He bends down and kisses your forehead, one lock of black hair falling over his forehead with the motion, and your eyes widen. You obstructing his getting-ready process is commonplace – him being sweet instead of playfully annoyed is not.

But there’s something Yoongi learned the hard way over a year ago when you two started getting serious: while his love language is acts of service, yours is words of affirmation. You both had to learn this about each other and adjust. For you that meant remembering to ask yourself what you could do for him when you weren’t used to having someone else to think about. For him it meant making an effort to put his feelings into words for you, even when it didn’t come easily or naturally.

“Putting up with you,” he says, voice low, “is one of my favorite things to do.”

You go absolutely silent, but you squeeze him a little tighter. You know it doesn’t come effortlessly for Yoongi to be verbally sentimental – he shows his love in a million little ways every day, but this kind of thing means he put in a concentrated effort, made a choice to try and give you what you need. You’re flooded with gratitude, overcome with appreciation for his willingness to try for you.

“Well, now I really don’t want you to leave,” you grumble into his chest. He laughs fully, shoulders shaking and smile showing his gums.

“The sooner you let me go,” he reasons, “the sooner I can come home again.”

“I’d rather you not go at all,” you say. He glances at the clock and gives your arms two quick pats, indicating that he really needs to make some moves now, and your allotted bothering time is up. Sighing, you release your hold on him, making to go back to your spot on the couch. Your coffee has probably cooled by now.

You’re about to step away when Yoongi reaches and pulls you back, wrapping you in one last hug before he has to start hustling to get out the door on time. You sink against him, eyes closing. You’re back to being comfy – so comfy.

#yoongi drabble #myg drabble #dailydaegu #yoongi fluff #myg fluff #yoongi x reader #bts x reader #established relationship #one shot #daechwitatamic drabbles

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palaceofpassion · 1 year

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Ok here’s some good fashioned fluff

Jaune taking weiss on a date in his hometown showing weiss all that the town has to offer what’s weiss feeling in that regard

Weiss was perplexed by the scenery around her. Though it had already been a day since their friends had arrived to Jaune's quaint home town. This had been the first time that she'd gotten to explore it, after the nightmare of running away from Salem's forces had left them all fatigued and tired they had wanted nothing more than to fall asleep.

Thankfully his family had let them do just that, even if she could tell they were curious, Jaune himself had been questioned all night. So, she was pleasantly surprised, and slightly worried, to find the young man up and about before the rest of them. Perhaps his morning trainings were still ingrained into his mind, even if he did promise to cool off with those.

With that noted, she was happy to see him, and even happier when he asked if she'd wanted to go around and explore with him. The others were still asleep, and he'd promised to make it a date. Something she noticed his mother had instantly queued in on. A faint blush had crossed her cheeks, though she accepted nonetheless. Thankfully his mother simply smiled and wished them well, letting them know they're free to eat breakfast out there if they want.

So that's how her morning started, an half an hour later, and she still couldn't get over how... different it was. His home was a far off edge town, it was unlike Atlas, unlike Haven, and unlike Vale. It was quiet, the only sounds were the soft whispers of people, each keeping their voices down while the morning dew was still on the ground. She noted they would get a side eye every now and then, but it was always followed by a smile and a wave.

She wasn't used to being this far out there, or this far into a small town... it was, "This is nice, it's peaceful here, almost like all the problems we've gone through don't really matter."

"Mmhmm. It's way out of the way, so- things get lost, ya know?"

She nodded, it would explain why he never knew who Pyrrha was when they first met. She sighed, feeling the weight of the world slowly begin to pile back onto her shoulders, only stopping when she felt something clench against her hand.

Her gaze shifted to the side, finding his fingers interlocked with hers, "Thanks."

"For?" She was perplexed by his statement.

"For being you."

And now she was blushing again, "Why couldn't you have been this way when we first met."

"I uhm... I've had a lot of growth? And my dad's advice wasn't exactly the best so..."

She rolled her eyes, Jaune truly was his best self, when he was just being himself. "Yes well, thank you, for also being you."

Before she knew it, the two of them had wandered off to a lakeside, hidden beneath the shade of several trees, with no one around. When they came to a sudden stop, before the blue tranquil waters, she found her heart beating as he turned to face her.

"I love you Weiss."

She smiled, still feeling the pang in her chest, "I love you too Jaune."

And, just like their first time, and the time after that. The kiss that followed, as he lowered down to her level, and her upon her tippytoes, was just as electrifying.

She couldn't help but wonder, if perhaps staying here wasn't for the best.

#Weiss Schnee #Jaune Arc #RWBY #White Knight #Whiteknight

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leafs-lover · 2 years

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can we see some cute Auston/Tia moments, maybe them on New Years day?

I intended on it being cute. Then I wrote the first sentence and knew in my heart it wasn't going to be cute. I also didn't review it, so ignore any grammatical errors

NSFW (18+) under the cut.

Auston is antsy to see Tia.

He woke up to Tia’s lips placing soft and warm, open-mouthed kisses on his chest and stomach. It took him a second to adjust and acknowledge what was happening, what had happened the night before, but after that second had passed he was pressing her onto her back and peeling his shirt off her torso.

They barely made it to breakfast.

His mom text them about meeting at the hotel restaurant at 9:30, and they ran in ten minutes late because they were naïve to think they could shower together, and do just that, shower. They might not have had sex (mostly because Auston thought the floor of the tub was too slippery) but neither one could keep their hands or mouth to themselves. When they finally bathed and saw the time, it was a mad dash to get ready in time.

Breakfast was filled with the usual conversation, and glances from the corner of their eyes, soft grins, a constant heat burning Tia’s cheeks. Tia told Ema and his sisters about the party, made plans to venture around town and check out some shops while he was at practice. Auston tried to talk with his dad about the game the night before, about the upcoming games, but Tia’s hand kept finding his thigh and he couldn’t think straight – constantly trailing off and having to repeat himself. Auston played it off as being tired, and Brian scolded him for partying so hard, that this tournament brings eyes from across the world, and he should be taking it seriously, but no way he could tell him the real distraction.

The kiss after breakfast was longer than it should have been.

Tia was on her tippytoes with fingers gently in his hair, and he had his tongue down her throat and hands low on her back, way too low given his mother was mere feet away. When Auston finally pulled away (because if he waited a second longer there would have been a much bigger situation to deal with), Tia pulled his face down, and whispered in his ear “try not to think of me fucking me later.”

Auston was already going to but hearing her say it only made it that much harder. Everyone was talking in the dressing room, sharing stories about the previous night, laughing and joking, but Auston was only able to think of Tia. He didn’t know how he went that long without telling her he loved her, how he went that long without feeling her, but his plan was to tell her how much he loved her every day and show her every night.

He somehow managed to push her out of his mind for practice. It took a few minutes and Matt pulling him aside and telling him to shake it off. He pushed the very dangerous thoughts out of his mind and participated in the drills. He jumped in the shower and as he was getting dressed, Matt pulled him aside and once again told him he’d be going to dinner with Sarah and his family, not returning until late that night. And with a devious wink he left, Auston not far behind.

He knew from a text Tia was with Alex and Brey, and he used all his willpower to not drag her out of that room without as much as a hello. But he did have to say hello. He sat beside Tia on the bed, absentmindedly listening to whatever those three were talking about. He added in the occasional ‘yeah’ or ‘hms,’ then after a half hour he played the “I’m tired” card, and Tia was quick to agree.

The door to their room had barely shut before Auston had her caged to the wall with a knee slotted between hers. And as quick as he was, Tia was quick to remind him his parents were next door and could step into the hall and catch them at any moment. He reluctantly pulled her to the elevator, and like a kid on Christmas morning, he was bouncing and grinning the entire time. Tia was excited, but her energy was nothing compared to the man beside her.

“I love you so much,” Auston murmurs thickly against her neck once finally in the safety of their room. With his fingers clawing at the black turtle neck on her torso, he untucks the fabric from her jeans and moans when his thumbs finally connect to her skin.

“I love you too,” she moans, making quick work of his belt. Once undone, she finds the buttons of his pants and works at them, sliding her hand underneath, grazing along his already throbbing member.

With her shirt on the floor and his pants pooled at his ankles, Auston drops to his knees. Keeping direct eye contact, and a flirty smirk on his lips, Auston slooooowly pulls her jeans down, leaving her only in a matching blue set.

Tia releases a shaky, shuddering breath when she feels him place a kiss on the thin lace covering her leaking core. Auston can practically smell the anticipation and so badly wants to dive in, he’s spent way too much time not doing this, but instead, he moves his lips to her thighs, below her navel, to the freckles on her ribs, between her breasts, anywhere his lips can find all while gently trailing his finger up and down her thigh.

As he rises back to his feet, he expertly reaches behind and unclasps her bra to let her perky breasts pop free. The sound of the fabric landing on the floor is muted by her squeal as Auston grabs the backs of her thighs and carries her to the bed. And when he drops her, he can only utter a curse word watching her perfect orbs bounce free.

Tia scoots up the bed to make space for Auston and spreads her legs wide as she adjusts in the pile of cotton. Her chestnut hair is perfectly displayed on the contrasting white pillows, and the warm sun is slowly dropping, casting an iridescent glow around her. Auston has never seen something more perfect in his life.

Taking a mental picture, because he can’t just stare, he is quick to climb on top and press his lips to hers. As if Auston wasn’t struggling to not let everything out, one of Tia’s hands wrap around his cock and he visibly shudders above her.

“You like that?” Tia purrs.

“Yes,” he grunts and bites at her lower lip.

“You want more?” She probes, rubbing her thumb over his dripping tip, smearing around his excitement.

“Ti-“

“You want to fuck me?” He feels her lips wrap around his earlobe and the tugging on his cock begins to quicken.

“Obv –“

“You want to make me cum?”

It’s in that moment that he hears the breath catch in her throat. He then feels the shifting of her other arm and realizes only one hand is touching him. He forces his eyes down and watches as one hand works on him and the other is buried in her heat, fingers constantly dropping out of his line of sight.

“Shit baby, are you –“ Auston can’t even finish the question following the breathy groan that spills from her lips. “God, that’s so fucking hot.”

By the way her hips arch up and chocolatey-brown eyes roll into the back of her head, Auston knows she is close. He grasps her wrist and gently pulls it back, releasing his length from her touch. He shifts a little to the side and continues to watch all while rolling and tweaking her nipples through his fingers – they were just begging for attention after all.

“M’so close,” she announces, and before either one can respond there is a gasp and white warmth is oozing out onto her fingers.

“Shit. That was unbelievable,” Auston is quick to grab her jaw, and press his lips against hers.

“Mhm,” Tia mumbles.

She starts to shift and tries to pull him back on top, but Auston doesn’t move. Instead, he backs up and has a dark halo surrounding his pupils. “You trust me?”

“Yes.” She almost rolls her eyes at the ridiculous nature of his question.

“Roll over.”

Tia’s eyes flick over his face. They’ve had sex twice and haven’t tried many positions. In fact, they have done one. Missionary.

She knew at some point they would try something else; she actually spent some time looking up positions, maybe even watching some videos to try and fully understand the logistics of them. There were some that caught her eye, others that absolutely terrified her, and a few that seem intriguing but also confusing at the same time. She knew they’d try more positions, just wasn’t sure it would happen so soon.

The bed shifts behind her, and she feels Auston grab her calves and spread them apart, further exposing her glistening cunt. Tia is a trembling and anxious mess, feels as if her hands will give out at any second, and Auston is almost paralyzed by his excitement.

“You okay Tia?” Auston cautions, waiting until he hears her say yes before pressing in and wrapping his lips around her folds.

Tia jolts forward at first, not what she expecting to feel, and Auston is quick to pull away. But when he hears her the desperate “please” and her hips press back towards him, he reconnects. His elbows are beside her knees, and palms on her thighs to hold her in place as his tongue slides inside. His nose presses firmly between her cheeks and he dives in, applying more pressure as he hears her moans get louder.

With white knuckles fisting the duvet, Tia collapses onto the duvet, keeping her ass up in the air. The white fabric is smooth against her face as her vision turns the same colour. Her toes press against the mattress for additional support and Tia grinds her hips backwards. She didn’t know what to expect when Auston’s lips hit hers from behind, but fucks its magnificent. She shouldn’t be surprised. Everything he does, everything his tongue does, it’s always magnificent.

The warmth of his exhale against her clit has her quivering, and like always Auston’s tongue thrusting and flicking deep inside her pussy has tears brimming in her eyes. Everything he is doing is slowly bringing her to the edge, but Auston’s thick digits sliding inside send her careening over the edge of a cliff. White, sticky warmth is once again oozing out of her core, but Auston is quick to clean the mess with his tongue.

With a mouth full of her mess, Auston shifts and firmly bites her ass. “Auston,” she playfully scolds, only being met by a deep seeded chuckle.

“Sorry baby,” Auston lies and bites the other cheek. “They just looked so perfect.”

“You’re lucky I love you.” She tilts her head, and he can see the blissful look pressed to her face.

“Or else what?” He jokes back, fumbling around to find a condom.

“You don’t want to know,” she attempts to be stern, but Auston can hear the playfulness in her tone.

Auston doesn’t have a comeback. Well, he does, but he doesn’t want to spend his time with playful banter when he can still see the mess glistening off her pussy lips. Instead, he brings a hand back and gently connects it to her ass, hitting the skin still warm from his teeth.

“Auston,” Tia giggles, bringing a blush to his cheeks. He can’t help it – her being bratty turned him on.

Teasingly, he runs the head of his cock through her folds, gathering up the remaining slick before he slowly edges his hips forward, parting her open. Immediately her body reacts, and she arches her back, letting out a strained and desperate cry as she welcomes him in.

“Aus,” Tia gasps once his ass hits his pelvis, his cock fully seethed inside. He uses all his willpower to not thrust his hips and lets Tia adjust to him discovering new depths. He can feel her trembling around him and hears the barely audible gurgle in her throat. “Fuck me,” Tia whines.

‘I’m trying’ is what he thinks, but he lets out a shuddering breath and says, “take your time T.”

“I’m okay” she tells him after letting out another breathy exhale.

Auston smiles, and pulls back, then gradually drives back in, again stopping once fully buried inside. He repeats the motion over and over, each time waiting less time than before until it’s one fluid motion. Push and pull, each thrust hits her g-spot and the sounds coming out are melodic and euphoric.

As Tia rolls her hips, and his calloused fingertips sooth over the teeth marks left behind in her flesh, Auston can feel his composure beginning to crumble. One of his hands snakes around to her front to apply pressure to her throbbing clit, and Tia can’t hold back the mewl that escapes her lips, or that his name is being moaned on a continuous loop.

Auston’s fingers flutter around her clit, cock thrusting in and out of her swollen pussy. “Aus,” she whimpers desperately, practically speechless and unable to move.

The walls around her shatter, along with the coil that was once tightly wound low in her gut. With Auston buried to the hilt, her third orgasm erupts, every part of Tia goes numb and static fizzles behind her darkened eyes.

Auston feels her body going limp, and supports her frame, milking her orgasm for all it’s worth. On very rare occasions has Auston had the time to bring her to two – an unfortunate side effect to hovering parents and lack of privacy – but this is the first time he has ever experienced her having three. And fuck, he can’t wait for the opportunity to bring her to four, but tonight isn’t that night. Her walls flutter and quiver around him, and he can feel her release dripping off his wrist and onto the blankets, he spills into the condom and collapses beside her not long after.

It’s a few minutes of breathing.

Deep, heavy breathing as they both try to recover. Tia harshly swallows, her throat dry and starved of all moisture, heart thrumming erratically in her chest. Auston presses onto his elbow and kisses her shoulder, his lips inching towards her neck.

“That okay?” he hums against her.

“More than,” she smiles, twisting to lie on her back. Bringing a hand up, she runs it through his dark hair, drenched in sweat, and gently tucks it behind his ear. “I love you.”

“Love you too T,” he smiles against her lips.

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erabundus · 9 months

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@ninebow &&. said... " sir. please hold. if you're planning to enter the sanctuary, you'll have to go through a security check. " standing on his tippytoes. picking up ren by his ankles. giving him a thorough shake.

security check? it takes a moment for the words to fully register — but in that brief pause, he's already been snatched up unceremoniously by the ankles. ( that the wanderer barely weighs anything no doubt makes the act particularly effortless. ) that's EMBARRASSING enough on its own — but it isn't the source of ren's distress.

❝ cyno. cyno, wait — ! ❞ but it's too late; he's shaking him like an enthusiastic bartender, HEEDLESS of the void in his chest filled with miscellaneous items comparable to a neglected attic.

THUNK. an iron teakettle, heavy enough to make the ground shake. a book. a bouquet's worth of dried flowers. several plates and teacups. ( the majority shatter; he should really invest in sturdier material. ) a living crystalfly that flutters away as soon as it's set free — how did that get in there? another book. an inkwell, that only barely avoids shattering atop his belongings. another book. another book. another book. a single inteyvat. a container of homemade eyeliner in a familiar brilliant red. enough rocks, shells and gemstones to pave a small road. needle and thread. poems in a handwriting that doesn't resemble his own. a small doll. flint and steel. bandages and other miscellaneous first aid supplies — not for his own sake, but the handful of humans he tolerates in his company. blankets. kindling for a fire. another book, this one sporting dried dendrobium as a bookmark. more, more, more — it doesn't seem like�� it will ever come to an end.

❝ ... ❞ he isn't CLEANING this.

#ninebow #𝟎𝟎𝟗 : 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯. ◟ crack .◝#( i edited that icon just for u... )

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eusyram · 1 year

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035.

𝑺𝑬𝑻𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 | 035. the thick crowd of an audience at a show .

Mary Sue wasn’t short by normal standards, but what were mere humans in comparison to the fantasy folk of all sizes that populated Opalarian Market Town’s streets? Apparently a real magician was going to cast spells on the audience for a live show in the square, but a big ol’ crowd of centaurs was blocking her view of the stage! She tried squeezing past them but to no avail; climbing on top of them would just be asking to be kicked off.

“Aww come on,”

“Why couldn’t you guys have come from miniature ponies instead?”

None of them paid her any attention. Feeling annoyed, Mary Sue tried stepping on tippytoes again, but one of the centaur’s hind legs twitched restlessly and almost kicked her in the face! She hastily drew back, only to lose her balance and stumble into a broad, firm cushion.

No, wait. It was warm too, like a heated blanket except more solid. Whoa, did someone bring their mattress here?!

“Squeak squeak!”

Mary Sue’s eyes brightened as she heard a familiar chitter before a soft white ferret scrambled onto her shoulders.

“Topper!”

“You saved me!”

Well technically Quincy did because he was holding her up in his arms right now, but what was a man to a Holy Ferret God? She contented herself with petting him as Topper squeaked some more and a low voice began to translate behind her.

“He’s asking you what you’re doing. You’ve been...darting back and forth.”

“Oh, Quincy.” Mary Sue sighed while turning towards him with a pout. “Isn’t it just because I can’t find a nice angle to see the stage? At this rate, I’ll miss the magic show!”

Privately, Quincy wasn’t impressed. Compared to the legends of the Grand Sorcerer or even Eiden himself, the so-called “magician” before them was merely small fry. But he supposed it’d be interesting for a girl who found interest in the oddest things. He hadn’t even wanted to join the crowd, except Topper had spotted Mary Sue at once and insisted she was in trouble. He just thought she needed better shoes than wearing heels wherever she went.

“When is it.”

“Huh?”

“The magic show. When does it start?”

“Um!” Mary Sue quickly checked her phone. Since this village was pretty modern by fantasy standards, they still told time with clocks. “In two minutes! Maybe I should go find a building or something and try the roof...”

“No need.”

“Hm?” Mary Sue blinked. Then she gave a yelp, because the next second Quincy had lifted her up by the waist and set her on his shoulders. Suddenly she was literally head and shoulders over the crowd—even those pesky centaurs!—with the stage in clear view.

“Squeak, squeak squeak!” Topper chattered excitedly in her arms before skittering to perch on her hat.

“He says you can see the stage now.”

“What? Oh—yea! Yea I can!” Mary Sue’s eyes were shining. “But won’t this be too tiring for you?”

Quincy made a dismissive noise while Topper kneaded her hat reassuringly. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, Mary Sue laughed and lightly tousled the man’s hair in exchange. “Okay, okay I get it! Of course a bodyguard like you is super strong! Thanks so much!”

“I know! Since I can see everything from here, I’ll tell you all about it. Then you won’t miss the show either, okay?”

Quincy wanted to tell her it didn’t matter, but realized it’d take more work to shut her up than tune out her prattle and gave up before opening his mouth. If he just took her rambling as a bird tweeting away, it wasn’t too bad.

He guessed.

#inbox #qwincy #fanfic #disclaimer i don't know if they actually have centaurs but fantasy folk seems to include them so lolol #anyways this is all AU

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kmp78 · 6 months

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J said the album born into the covid days.

Didn't he spend with VK? After that, he wrote down the songs, right?? His timeline is messy. Never know what is 100% accurate with him.

Avalanche is his favorite song?? I thought vk songs were his favorites. Did he regret putting out these songs? He doesn't talk about that much as Stuck and others.

***

Yeeeeeeeeah I wouldn't take ANYTHING that comes out of Liared's gob without some serious grains of salt... 😂🤨

He sure loves to sell that whole "Boohoo I was so lonely during lockdown" sob story, as if we didn't see that pantsless tippytoeing going on in the background... 😂🤫

And also notice how he's now slowly changing his earlier narrative again:

In the very 1st interviews he deliberately made it sound like he and SL were TOGETHER during Covid.

Then several interviews later he mentioned for the 1st time that SL was actually in Seattle.

And now he says they just Facetimed.

Classic Liared MO right there. 😏

#submission

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radarchives · 3 years

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#obey me #luke #simeon #okay but #luke barely reaches simeon's shoulder so #did he go on his tippytoes?#were they just chilling on a couch?#or did simeon lean down on purpose so luke could pat his head??#so many questions and all answers are equally as wholesome #queuecifer

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fandomvariousness · 3 years

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pairing: eren jaeger x reader

request: "I just finished the episode where Eren just straight up beats Armin and mentally fucks up Mikasa but because it's horny hours my brain just went what if he bent s/o over the desk there?!And this is the reason why I watch things alone!But anyway can you imagine that!Can that be a prompt,I don't care about what kinks they pull,could be physical fighting, consent,spanking the whole nine yards I don't care!As long as both parties enjoy I couldn't care less what they do really!"

summary: eren pins you down to the table to make you listen

warnings: violence, smut (spanking, dacryphilia, degradation kink)

word count: 1.1k

a/n: i was thinking bout this all day omg here u go hope u like it

It was just you and Eren in the room; not a good sign, since he's technically a fugitive, and you don't want to be harboring one. Not even if he's your lover.

'You're here now, huh?' You questioned, trying to remain calm.

You were just as hot-headed as Eren, one of the main reasons why you two hit it off.

He was standing across you, at the other side of the round table, just asking to be slapped.

'You think you can just waltz in here after all the shit you pulled on all of us, without having explained it beforehand? Not even to me?' Your voice was trembling, and you were aware that you're going to lose your shit soon.

And then he'd done it. He rolled his eyes, ever so slightly, but that didn't go unnoticed by you. It never did.

You growled and threw yourself over the table to reach his smug face and deliver a heavy, emotion-loaded slap. You were only able to raise your hand before he swiftly stepped to the side and bent your arm behind your back painfully, bashing you flat against the wooden surface.

A painful moan escaped your mouth as you felt stinging against your cheekbone, almost frothing in an attempt to escape his vice-like grip.

He grasped your other arm before you could use it against him and moved it into the same lock of his hands.

The edge of the table pressed into your navel as you tried to balance yourself by reaching the floor on tippytoes.

'Let me GO.' Your whole body shook as you yelled out the last world, only to be silenced by Eren painfully wrenching your arms even further.

'I was going to tell you everything, but I should've known better. You really are a savage, aren't you?' he asked nonchalantly, kicking your legs apart and positioning himself between them.

You wanted to ask what was he doing but your words stuck in your throat at the sensation of Eren's palm against your clothed ass cheek. Instantly, you felt heat rushing to your core, your face blushing, making you realize just how much and for how long you've been yearning Eren's touch.

You opened your mouth, careful not to give rise to the moans that are gathering in your throat just so Eren wouldn't have the satisfaction of pleasing you; right now, you want it to be yours alone.

He yanked your pants down enough to reveal your ass, digging his fingers into the plush of it, making you suck in a sharp breath of air; you mentally cursed yourself for that.

He released a faint breathy laugh through his nose. 'Look at you, trying to conceal how much you like being pinned down like this.'

You knowingly ignored his remarks, your forehead flat against the table surface as you tried to steady your breathing.

All your attempts failed when a scream tore out of your mouth as Eren's palm came in slapping contact with your ass cheek. It felt sogood you had to bit your lip real hard to prevent another moan from following the scream.

You heard a deep chuckle emanating from Eren's chest as he observed your submissive frame below him. Nowhere to go now, he thought.

'Perhaps this will teach you a lesson.' He said before sending another slap against your ass.

Your eyes filled with tears, signs of the failed attempts to remain silent and twisted pleasure mixed with it. Another scream rendered your mouth open, your leg jerking upwards slightly, as a reflex.

And then he sent another, another, and another until your skin was bruised pink, purple, and red, and tears were streaming down your heating cheeks. As Eren leaned against your back to reach your ear you felt his hard-on pressing against your brutalized ass.

'Will you listen now?'

You shook your head as an answer instantly, knowing perfectly well what your refusal will make him do. He knows it too, but sometimes you love to play games.

'Thought so.'

He briefly released your hands to roughly pull your panties down, revealing your weeping hole to him.

'Such a slut for me, as always,' he muttered as he fumbled with his own undergarments before one of his hands locked your arms in a knot against your back again. 'Gonna keep you like this, you have to take it.'

You were almost frothing with anticipation when he finally rammed into you, his hardness tearing your walls apart, forcing you to release a moan dripping with pain and pleasure alike.

'Shit,' he blabbered, trying to remain sane himself. 'Always so tight.'

His grasp on your interlocked arms became tighter as the other dug into the meat of your ass, his cock mercilessly pounding your insides. He was fucking you stupid as everything around you became fuzzier and fuzzier, sound and sight muffled by the pleasure he was building up with his movements.

'Gonna make you cum all over me.' He breathed out between the groans, knowing perfectly well that your anger for him will clash with the pleasure that he's giving you.

Your voice hitched every time he pounded in, his tip teasingly brushing against your cervix, making this encounter even more pleasurable with all the pain.

You felt the bliss approaching and wanted to tell him that you're gonna cum, but all that came out was only a series of incoherent moans.

'Look at you, can't even talk.' By the sound of his voice and shallow breaths, he was having difficulty speaking as well.

Without any warning, your pussy clenched around his length, milking him dry and sending your body into a series of electric convulsions.

'Fuck, yeah.' He blabbered as your abused cunt tipped him over as well.

Gradually, his grip on your wrists weakened, until he let go completely, letting your arms hang limp to the sides since you had no strength whatsoever to prop yourself up immediately.

After a while you heard him fumbling with his pants, putting them on, giving you one last soft, encouraging slap. That brought you back from the post-sex trance as you tried to stand up. He didn't even step away as he put your pants back on and turned you around, propping you on the table properly so that you sat facing him, your legs dangling at his sides as he gently held you by your waist.

'What about now? Are you listening?'

You gulped, searching for something in his eyes. You didn't know what he will give you, but you needed to know, whatever it was.

So you nodded.

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atinydise · 3 years

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Ateez arguing with their s/o in a middle of a make out session (part 2)

❦ Genre: Fluff & Suggestive.

❦ Pairing: OT8.

❦ Word count: 3K.

❦ Requested: Heck yes lol, thank you! ��

❦ A/N Note: ⚠️Since I took again an eternity to post it, I advice to read the first part again (or for the first time)! Thank you for liking the 1st one tho! hehe

HONGJOONG

Jongho called the leader once again, even waved in front of his face but still nothing. "Is he ignoring me?" He asked San. His friends shrugged. "He's lost in his thoughts. And he's probably really far away from here." "HYUNG!" Yelled Jongho in the leader's ear. His brain finally reconnected to the reality. "The hell-" "It's been 2 minutes since I'm trying to get your attention." Said Jongho, a bit pissed. "What's going on?" He grabbed his phone, hoping to see any notification. "We need to go back practicing." "Ah.... then I'll join in 2 minutes. I need to call someone." He said, leaving the room. "What on the earth is going on with him?" Whispered San. "No idea." Replied the maknae. Hongjoong went to the restroom, the most far away from the practice room, just to be sure that nobody will bother him. "Okay, please babe pick up." He begged quietly plugging his Air Pods on. [“Hello, it’s the girl who always chosen after her boyfriend’s career. What can I do for you?”] At least you didn’t lose your humor sense.

[“Babe I’m sorry.”] Apologized Hongjoong. [“You are sorry for what exactly?”] [“For ruining the intimate moment, we were about to share.”] [“And?”] Hongjoong rolled his eyes. Good thing for him you weren’t able to see it. [“And to always let my career pass before you.”] [“And?”] You repeated. Your boyfriend was confused for a second. He ignored for what he needed to apologize. [“And... and...”] he stuttered. [“I don’t know.”] He heard a long and heavy growl coming from your side. [“Well. I guess it’s already more than fine.”] You claimed. [“What do you wanted me to say?”] He asked curiously. [“I don’t know... maybe something like ‘to apologize, I’m coming right now and for sure tomorrow you won’t be able to walk’.”] You said, imitating his voice. [“Are you on your period?”] Asked Hongjoong. He knew you so well that he immediately understands when you dirty talked to him, without even a simple stutter. You let a quick silence settle before finally say: [“Yeah.”] [“Then let’s wait a little bit longer then.”] He sneered. [“Coward.”] You replied. [“Love you too.”] [“Me too.”] [“So, we are good?”] He asked. [“Give me at least a hug and we will be good.”] You replied. [“See you tonight then.”] He smiled.

SEONGHWA

[“Hello! You are on Y/N’s voicemail I’m not av-”] Seonghwa growled and let his phone fall on the couch. “She’s not answering I guess.” Claimed Mingi. “No.” Seonghwa rolled his eyes. “She’s ghosting me since... 2 days now.” “Did you try to meet her at school?” “Yeah. I’ve waited 3 hours there. To finally remember that she’s on spring break.” “And at her apartment?” Asked Mingi. “Of course, Sherlock. But nothing.” Sighed Seonghwa. “It’s like she disappeared.” Mingi raised a brow. “She’s probably doing her own life.” The eldest member was suddenly hit by the reality. “Mingi you are a genius!” “Yeah, I know but why?” “We are Thursday!” Claimed Seonghwa, putting his shoes on. “Yeah and?” “Y/N is doing her laundry every Thursday evening! She might be there.” Seonghwa left the dorm so quickly that Mingi was still processing what just happened. “The beck is wrong with him...” Your boyfriend ran to the laundry shop which you are used to go. He prayed the whole way, that you would be sitting there, reading a book or watching a ton of TikTok while your clothes were washing. His heart missed a beat when he spotted you there. As fast as possible, he opened the door. “Babe!” “Hwa?” You raised a brow. “You came here to tell me how to wash my stuff?” Seonghwa ignored your question and turned around. He saw a cute grandma tidying her clothes. “Excuse me ma’am. But I will need you to leave quickly because I’m about to take my girlfriend, right here and right now.” “Seonghwa!” You yelled, outrageously. “Oh, it’s okay darling. I was young too.” Giggled the old lady. You grabbed your boyfriend by the wrist and guided him outside. “What the hell is wrong with you?” You asked, mad. “I want to apologize!” “Do you think it’s the right way to do it?” “I want to prove you that nothing can bother me to have sex with you now. Not a stain and not even an old grandma.” “And the CCTV?” You pointed at the camera fixed where you were standing 2 minutes ago. “I don’t mind having public.” He smirked. “You are unbelievable.” You sneered. “Does it mean you are forgiving me?” “Maybe.” You replied cockily while entering back inside. “Grr. I love when you play hard-to-get.” “What the hell happened to you Park Seonghwa.” You laughed happily.

YUNHO

Yunho was tormented. It was 3AM and he didn’t close his eyes for a second. He was staring at the white ceiling, trying to know how to resolve this situation. You didn’t talk to him after the little incident. Yunho understood why you were mad. He didn’t tell you the truth and the real reason behind his shyness. He glanced at you. The sheet was barely covering your back. He was about to put it right, but the little voice in his head claimed that it was a bad idea. So, he stared at the big spec between both of you. For sure, you could put a third person in the middle. Yunho sighed. What could you to be less mad? The reason of why he decided to stop earlier was because of the stress, not because you weren’t attractive enough. It was the opposite actually. He truly believes that you will think that is too dumb. Just because he’s scared of doing something wrong. Or worse hurting you. But more he was thinking, more it started to be overwhelming for him. “Y/N.” He whispered. “Hm?” You muttered sleepily. “Y/N.” “What? It’s 3AM.” You grunted, still not facing him. “I’m sorry for what happened this evening. I was terrified. I don’t want to do anything wrong with you.” He continued. “I really find you attractive. Even too much sometimes but... I want to have sex with you of course.” You couldn’t help but to smile secretly. His words were well chosen. All the insecurities you had earlier were vanished. Yunho stayed quiet for few seconds, waiting for you to say something, but instead you handed your hand, still facing the wall. He understood that it was an invitation to cuddle. “So, we are good now?” He asked, positioning behind you. “Yeah.” You replied, rubbing his hand which was resting on your stomach. “Cool.” He whispered, finally relaxing. “Thank you for telling me.” You said. “So... do you want to try it right now?” He shyly asked. “I’m tired Yunho.” You declined. “Sure. Okay. No problem.” He replied. “But can we change our position because you are waking up the ‘beast’?” You laughed when you felt his boner pocking on your butt. “Told you... you were too much attractive sometimes.” He giggled, blushing a bit.

YEOSANG

A new notification. But not coming from you. Yeosang was waiting for you to send a message like you usually do in the morning. But the next day after your little and stupid argument, you were remaining silent. “She should have sent a message already. It’s 10AM.” Said Yeosang, frustrated. “Just let her breath.” Sighed Jongho, playing PlayStation on the upper bed. “I didn’t send a text to her yet. She should be the one apologizing.” “Why?” “We are 2 making love. So? She can buy condoms for me too!” “You right.” Started Jongho. “But you should always have a pack or at least one, on you.” “On which side are you?” Growled Yeosang. “None. Your intimacy isn’t my business. But I just admitted that both of you are wrong.” Declared the maknae. “Since when are you so mature?” Sighed his friend. “I need someone who can tell that I’m right.” Jongho stayed quiet. He would never say something like this when knew he was 100% right. “And she would never buy one because she would be ashamed of it.” Added Yeosang. “The cashier doesn’t care. You are not the only one in the earth to buy one.” Replied Jongho. “We are going to see if you have the same speech when you’ll buy for yourself.” “I do already.” “W-wait what?” Just when Yeosang was getting curious, you entered the room like a storm. “Kang Yeosang!” You threw the plastic bag on him. “What th- ouch!” “Jongho, I will ask you to leave the room for an hour. Or 2.” You removed your jacket. Yeosang opened the bag and threw everything on the bed. His eyes widened when he saw a dozen condoms’ pack. “The hell Y/N-” “I bought exactly 12 packs to show that you don’t need to be ashamed about it and that no one cares.” Jongho exited the room completely flustered, but with a bigger esteem for you. “Okay now remove your pants.” You ordered, pulling out your hoodie. “Like? Right now? Not even a make out-” “It’s been 10 hours that I’m waiting.” “O-Okay.” Yeosang was a bit taken a back, but it was fast forgotten when you unclasped your bra.

SAN

You rolled on your bed once again. You were so frustrated and mad at San. The vein on your forehead couldn't stop popping out every time you remembered him picking up his phone. Angrily, you covered your entire face with a pillow. Desperately, you tried to erase of these thoughts. Just when you were finally finding some peace, the fire alarm resonated in your apartment. You jumped out of your bed and went straight to the kitchen. Instead of seeing a big fire, you saw San opening the window as wide as he could. "What is going on?!" You claimed, grabbing a chair. San was panicked as you, or even more. He was trying to push the smoke out of the room while wondering what you were doing. On your tippytoe, you pushed the button to stop this annoying and loud noise. "Thanks God." Sighed San, relieved. "The heck you are trying to do. Burn my apartment?" You turned off the stove. "I wanted to prepare a royal breakfast for you." He pouted, disappointed that his surprise failed. You looked around you, now that the smoke was slowly disappearing, you could see the entire mess in the kitchen. Flour was spread on every parcel of the counter, one or two eggs were smashed on the floor, milk was spilled on cupboard and an incredible number of dishes were stacked in the sink. "Yeah, that's the first time I make pancakes by myself." He scratched his head. "Choi San..." "I want to apologize for yesterday! But I wanted to do it right!" "Oh nice. So, you said 'to apologize to Y/N because I've completely ghosted her to talk with my teammate that I can see every day, I'll burn her apartment'?" "Babe! I'm really sorry." He apologized once again. "I will do everything you want for a week." "Everything?" You raised a brow, curious. "Yeah." "Okay, then start by cleaning your mess." You pointed at the counter. "After that let's clean the entire apartment." "Sure." He nodded. "After that... we will eat at our favorite restaurant. And you are going to pay." "Wow. Sex must be really important for you." Declared San, when the list didn't stop. "Never stop a horny woman." You warned him.

MINGI

["I'm parked in front of your building. Let's talk really quick."] You read this text message at least 10 times to be sure you understood well. It's been 2 days since the practice room accident. You only exchanged few messages but nothing more. You didn't mind giving him a proper answer. You just put your hoodie back on, and of course by "your" it means "his", and left the dorm, without warning your roommates. But honestly, by the way you went out, dressed like this, they could only assume that you were about to meet Mingi. Just when you got out of the building, you spotted your boyfriend's car, as he said, right in front of the door. You hesitated a second, but finally hoped in. "You should have wear something warmer. It's cold outside." He said instantly, when he saw your bare legs. "Good evening to you too Mingi." You greeted him sarcastically. "Do you drove here, just to scold me about my outfit?" "No, of course no." He whispered, looking right at the street in front of him. Since, a big and awkward silence settled. None of you wanted to say something, too afraid to tell something risky and lead one of you to be mad. It felt like walking on a really straight and thin line. You played nervously with the hem of the hoodie, which was barely covering your legs, you noticed. That's probably why he scolded you. For your own good. As always. "I'm sorry." You both apologized at the same time. You glanced at each other, surprised and giggled cutely. "I'm sorry." Insisted Mingi, grabbing your hand. "Me too." You smiled to him. "Sorry for almost crushing you with my weight." He added. "You did." "And sorry for almost make you bald." "You did it too." Mingi pinched your leg gently, happy to see that you were still bratty sometimes. "Ooookay! I'm kidding! I'm sorry for what I've said too. That's wasn't really nice." "Yeah, it wasn't." "Song Mingi-" "Soo..." you didn't have enough time to say anything that he started the car. "Where are we going?" You asked enthusiastically, putting your seatbelt. "Just want to bring you somewhere. So, we can talk about these 2 terrible days." "Oh, I thought you wanted to go in a Love Hotel." You joked. "That's the plan too." "I-"

WOOYOUNG

2 weeks since your argument but 4 weeks since you shared an intimate moment. You needed to admit that even a flick on your forehead would turn you on. You were so needy. But no way Wooyoung could know it. You tried your best to stay far away from him when sleeping, so you wouldn't end by griding your butt on him, desperately. Usually, Wooyoung was really touchy, and he would initiate a make out session the first one, but surprisingly, he only exchanged a peck or a hug from time to time. You spotted him covering his manhood, with a blanket sometimes. He would always pretext that he is cold. But you are not dumb. He takes shower way much longer than usual tooo. On his side, Wooyoung was really struggling to not give up the first one. He was barely looking at you. He knew that with only one shorty or croc-top, it was over for him. In conclusion, you were 2 idiots trying to suppress their arousal for each other, just because of an argument. "Do you want to watch a movie?" Offered Wooyoung. "Sure, and I know how much you like movies." You smirked. Your boyfriend rolled his eyes and ignored your comment. Instead of insisting on the subject again, he played the first movie that appeared. It was a really nice and chill one until the main actress discovered the wild side of college. It started by a scene and then other one. Followed by 3 more. Inside Wooyoung was hoping that you wouldn't notice the form on his sweatpants. "What a movie huh." He laughed nervously. "Yeah." You nodded. "They are really getting it huh." "They are really liking these scenes." "They are really well made." He replied dumbly. "Maybe that's what they want." "Of course, everyone wants that." "Yeah. Everyone." You repeated. "Everyone." "You exchanged a quick glance. Wooyoung was finally the first one to give up. "Do you-" "Heck yes!" You replied. "You should have told me!" "No, I was too mad at you!" "Do you really want to argue again? Right now?" He asked. "No." "Okay then go because I'm going to explode!"

JONGHO

"I still don't understand how you ended here, right in front of my college." You raised a brow at Seonghwa and Yeosang. "We were just having a cool walk and unconsciously ended here." Replied Seonghwa, the most natural possible. "The campus is 30 minutes away from KQ Quarter. And 30 minutes with a car." "We had a pretty long walk, okay?" Replied Yeosang, nervously and almost aggressively. "Okay okay... relax dude." You rolled your eyes. "You should come with us a bit." Started Seonghwa. "There's a park next to the campus. Let's talk there few minutes." Added Yeosang. "You guys... are acting really strangely." You claimed. Without asking your authorization, they each picked your arm and brought you to the park. You could fight or ask them to leave you alone, they wouldn't. Seonghwa almost needed oo ask people to not all the police. "What the heck guys? I really need to study and-" You stopped right when you saw your boyfriend sitting peacefully in front of you. A big blanket and a bunch of food were cautiously set on the grass. "Hi babe." Smiled Jongho. "What is this?" You asked. "You prepared all of this?" "Yeah." He scratched his head. "I hope you like it." "And we helped." Whispered Yeosang. "Are you doing this because you said your coach's name when we were making out." "You what?" Almost chocked Yeosang. "Eeew, this is disgusting!" Added Seonghwa. "It was an accident!" He rolled his eyes. "An accident." You crossed your arms on your chest. "I'm really sorry baby. I swear it was only because I've worked with her few hours ago." Explained Jongho. "Anyway, it's not like she's sexy. She's 60 years old and so strict and rude." Said Seonghwa. "She is sexy." Said Yeosang. All of you stared at him. "I'm joking. Relax." He sighed. "Y'all ready need to chill sometimes..." "So do you want to spend an afternoon with me?" Asked the maknae. "Of course." You accepted happily. "Cool! Then sit here." He pointed at the comfy place settled between pillows. "Thank you, Mark." "Mark?" "I'm kidding!" You giggled. "1 point for me now." "Unbelievable." Smiled Jongho.

#ateez scenarios #ateez reactions #ateez x reader #ateez fluff #ateez suggestive #ateez imagines #ateez writings #ateez #ateez kpop #ateez cute

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thecampfirestory · 3 years

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YEA them..... Vee and Dee meeting when they were first born... Dee and Remus meeting....... Vee and Remus meeting .......... all so beloved

Vee and Dee meeting when Vee was born....... Dee just would not stop staring at them.....he would keep on sayin how small the baby was dghdhd.. nd he would stand on his tippytoes to look at Vee in their crib, poke their cheeks..... And maybe when Dee was a lil bit older Annika let him give Vee their bottle and he was just so happy abt it...🥺

and Dee and Remus......they were so litl...... 3rd or 4th graders... and Remus was just followin Dee around hdhdhd He probably saw his scar and thought it was rlly cool but just... didnt bother to mention it and instead followed him around at recess without saying a word. But then Dee quietly offered him half of his brownie and Rem just immediately decided This Kid Was Going To Be His Friend... and Dee was still v shy back then... but he quickly learned he could trust Remus..... so he was always following him......they were besties..........

and Remus and Vee.. its kind of a thing were neither of them are quite sure when exactly they became friends... cause ever since Dee met Remus, he was always invited to his birthdays... nd they were a little scared of him, cause Rem was a Big Kid (and yea Dee was also a Big Kid, but it was different!), and Dee did try to introduce them to each other, but Rem was a lil awkward with Vee, cause they were just so tiny. Remus couldnt really think how Dee was friends with this kid. They were basically a baby, and they were so shy and quiet and scaredy???? He just couldnt get it! But oh well.

But time passed, and while Vee still kind of hid from Remus whenever they saw him, Remus personality changed, he was more extroverted, more confident, and kind of impulsive, so he usually started talking with Vee, even if they didnt say a word or just nodded or shook their head. Maybe Remus said some thing he probably shouldnt have said around a kid who was like, what?, 10? but oh well-

And without either of them really realizing it, they slowly started warming up to each other

#ask #campfire!dee #campfire!vee #campfire!cadmus

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aestheticsuwu · 2 years

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🐰 Bunny, Bunny, Bunny 🐰

Robby Keene x Doug Rickenberger

Babysitting au .

If not your ship, please ignore .

....

"Hey Baby, I missed you ." Doug hugged Robbys from behind , encircling his arms around his waist and pulling him close .

" It has been only an hour not a day, but i missed you too babe." Robby chuckles. Closing his locker shut and turning around lacing his hand around his boyfriend shoulders.

"I can only be away from my pretty boy for such a small amount of time. Are you coming over my place today? " Doug asked as he shamelessly kissed Robby's neck and his hands far too close to his butt.

Robby really didn't expect to be those couples to express pda all the time but it really changes your view when your the one recieving the affections .

The others just have to suffer because Robby doesn't think Doug is going to be less affectionate any time soon.

"I can't today but you can come over , we finish unpacking our stuff, you wouldn't believe the amount of stuff Mr.L and Sam have and not to mention how many videogames Anthony has ." Said Robby, both boys pulled away and started walking the hallways, hand in hand.

"I don't think i can do the stuff that we planned to do at the house where your Dad and new Dad can walk in any minute and muder me ." Doug half joked making Robby snicker knowing his boyfriend still is wary of his Dad .

" Lucky for you, my Dad and Daniel won't be home today until later," The bell rang for the first warning , Robby gets on his tippytoes and kiss Doug before entering class."Love you , see you later."

"Bye" Doug mutters and starts to run the opposite direction where they came from ,not wanting to get detenion for being late again . The teachers didn't care about making sure he walked his boyfriend to class as much as he did .

They clearly didn't have their priorities straight.

.....

Knocking the door , ignoring Robby's text about entering . Doug didn't want to risk having Mr. LaRusso think he didn't have manners in case they were here.

Looking down at his simple outfit,his jeans, black tee and his backwards cap he felt maybe he should've dressed a bit better , Doug thought .

The door opens showing Robby looking the most adorable with Doug's hoodie that's 2 or more size bigger on him and giving him a big smile .

"You didn't have to knock . Let's go to my room ." Robby whispered , closing the door and pulling Doug by the shirt towards his room .

"Why are we whispering?" He whispers back confused to Robby who just answers with, "She's sleeping." Which just left him more confused , Robby had told him Sam was not here.

But then Robby had that gleam in his pretty green eyes that Doug had learned that Robby wanted something but was to shy to say it and easily forgot why he was confused.

Robby's new room was spacious and a good new bed , and it was the only thing he knew because Doug and Robby didn't even waste time before jumping to bed.

It was going great, fantastic, until it was cut off to short.

The worst thing is to be locking lips with the hottest guy on his lap and to be rudely interrupted before the best part happens .

Something started to cry from the monitor beside Robbys counter .

"Shit." Robby jumps out of bed and puts the hoodie back on leaving his short legs on display and runs out of the room leaving Doug in bed, shirtless and slightly out of breath while his boyfriend fled from the room.

Doug had changed back into his clothes and sat in the end corner of the bed and debating to leave by the time Robby came back into the room with a toddler in his arms .

The child rubbed her eye with her tiny fist and letting out a small yawn .His heart melted at the sight of Robby carrying the little girl .

" I think i was present when health class taught us that i wouldn't be able to get you pregnant." Doug said pointing to the girl who was now resting her tiny head against Robby shoulders.

"Haha. Im babysitting her today , She is Moon's niece, say hello Sky ."Robby chuckled at Doug .The little girl waved her tiny chubby hand at him making Doug cooed at the adorableness.

Both teenagers heard a phone ring out of the room including the toddler that was looking for the sound .

" That's my phone . Can you hold her ?." Robby handed Sky over to Doug before his boyfriend can answer and heads out to pick up the call .

He ran towards the living room where he left his phone at the sofa . Rolling his eyes at the ring tone that Tory set in his phone of the song , WAP by Cardi B .Picking up his phone and answering the call placing the phone to his ear .

"Hello?"

"Hey! How's star? "

"It's Sky , and she doing good just woke up from her nap."

" Guess i will be owing Moon 5 dollars afterall."

"Did you really bet against your best friend to do a really bad job at handelling a baby."

" Its just buisness, darling."

"Where's star now."

"its Sky and she's with Doug ."

"Rickenberger?"

"Yeah he's that one tall boy that follows me around like a lost puppy and that i let him kiss me whenever he wants ."

" Okay tone it down , i meant that Rickenberger doesn't like kids well i think.."

"What? i think i would know if my boyfriend hates children, He never mention it"

" Okay then , Can you ask him if lets me copy his homework for spanish class i will let him copy my English work , and if he says no use your puppy eyes ."

" Yeah yeah , see you in school tomorrow you weirdo.

"Bye Swayze ."

Robby really regrets telling her his middlename.

Robby walks in to the heartwarming moment he ever witness .

Doug was playing with Sky's stuff animals , making the litte girl giggle with the funny voices Doug gave to their characters .

"Does this one have a name princess?:

"No." She shook her head .

"How about we name him Robby because he's the tiniest from the group."

"Yes! "

Robby fake coughs to let his presence known .

"uhh hey , how long have you been there ?."

" Long enough to hear you name the bunny after me ."

" Aleast he didn't hear the part that you were my favorite princess ." Doug faux whisper to Sky who was grinning showing her small teeth and giggling making her blonde curls bounce.

"How could you ? I dont how i could ever forgive you ." Robby pretended to be hurt placing a hand to his chest to be dramatic."Sky you can keep him ."

Sky grabbed the small bunny and handed it to Robby and said ,"You can keep him and i keep Dougie!" Sky hugged Doug who was trying to hide the smile that was trying to escape .

"Thanks Sky ."

....

After giving Sky a snack and watched a few cartoons that were her favorite , Sky's parents came to pick her up at 8 .

"Thanks for helping us again at the last minute,Robby . Here ." She handed him an envelope which held cash , Robby tried to convinve her to take it back but she refused.

Sky said goodbye to Doug for the 5th time and her mom had to stop before she decided to stay .

Robby quickly goes to pick up the descarded bunny that was left behind to give it to the little girl who just shook her head .

" That's your's Rwobby remember. "

"Your right, i hope you don't mind i name him Dougie the cute bunny ."

Sky giggles and waves one last time along with her parents .

" The name is just for the stuff animal right ."

" Hmmm , i dont know . It sound nice don't you think , bunny." Robby taunts the taller boy , He liked the nickname it was cute.

" No. You can't call me that in public the guys will not let me hear the end of it , Tory will be worse . "

And Robby didn't have no other choice but to bring out the secret weapon ; the puppy eyes.

"They won't work this time ." Doug calmly says , trying to avoid Robbys eyes not wanting to fall into the trap .

"Pweas." Robby pouted and widen his eyes more , his puppy like expression already defeated Dougs strong mindset.

"Fine! just don't say it infront of your parents ... or Anthony . " Doug pleaded with sigh . Robby just chuckled and hugged his boyfriend and agreed.

😀❤: @shortkingkeene .

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Hello, I hope your having a good day/night! Could I request.. does that gang ever pick up their s/o, and how often/what occasions do they do so? Thank you in advance- it's pleasant to find a blog that writes for Lupin iii and you're really great at writing them-

I’m Baaaaaack

Let’s get into the meat of this and write! I also couldn’t think of anything for Fujiko hhh

Lupin iii

➼ This man will pick you up any time possible. He loves to hold his S/O in his arms even if they don’t like it all to much. Try and kick and scream he won’t let go! Just simple little things like picking you up always calms him.

➼ But he would pick you up on the casual, it doesn’t really matter to him he loves to hold people really. So if your trying to reach for something on a high self...it’s now a two person job. Will it end with people falling? Probably. Is it worth it? Every time.

➼ But that’s the casual time, that’s when he is much more gentle with his touches and more relaxed with how his hands hold your body. He won’t grip your body that hard or will press his fingers into your skin. His touches are light and sweet.

➼ But if your life is in danger you will be picked up over the shoulder or like a princess and won’t be as gentle. He may make a joke or two but from how his hands grip tight on your body he is stressed. When running he won’t try to keep you smooth you will be jumping about.

➼ Once y’all are safe enough he is still holding you. Please remind him he is holding you or you will never be let go. Hell in down time like this it’s the worst he will hold tight to you. Almost tight enough to leave a mark.

➼ He also loves to give hugs sooooo you damn well know he will spin and pick you up. Just watching you laugh as he spins you around is one of the reasons he loves you. Of course there are many other reasons for sure but that one is major.

Goemon Ishikawa

➼ So, imagine your on a swivel chair trying to get something down. . . Aaand then two hands wrapped around your waist and Goemon is just carrying you away from the chair.

➼ He picks you up if you do something reckless. He will just shake his head and carry you away.

➼ Another time he picks you up is when he just wants to cuddle. He has a hard time asking for this so he will just, take you. Like just walk up it don’t matter like you could be about to beat a game and he just walks over and picks you up.

➼ But the most often is when there is a hist the went wrong. He will just pucks you up underarm and y’all are off.

➼ The way his hand holds you and how his sword is in the other it’s rather impressive. Like he is holding a whole human with one arm!?

➼ He will apologies after. He didn’t mean to pick you up so suddenly.

➼ Though he did like the feeling of you against him holding him close and just how he would protect you. He knew in that moment he wouldn’t let anybody touch you even if it cost him his life.

➼ The closest thing to picking up after that is him hugging you from behind and you having to tippytoe a bit.

Jigen Daisuke

➼ He won’t pick you up all so often. Like he will if you ask like your on a date and ask for a piggyback ride he would let you...after a good few hours of convincing.

➼ He would however pick you up, underarmed if there is a shoot out and y’all are not doing so hot.

➼ He will make sure that your safe. Really if your shot and he has nothing else to do he will just pick you up and start booking it.

➼ He is probably one of the stronger members of the group so he will run with you in one arm and is shooting with the other.

➼ yall probably yelling at each other about how you can run and just how he picked you up.

➼ He isn’t even gentle with it your going to get whiplash if he carries you-

➼ After that y’all both just start to laugh because of what just happened.

➼ The only other time he would pick you up is when y’all are probably dancing if you get him to dance. He would get into it and oh god he lifts you up...then almost drops you-

#lupin the third #lupin #lupin the third x reader #lupin iii x reader #goemon #ishikawa goemon xiii x reader #jigen daisuke #jigen daisuke x reader #jigen

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breadoffoxy · 3 years

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Prompt: “Hey, no peeking!”

Day: 6/31

Pairing: Jimin x n. Reader (afab)

Genre: NSFW, smut

Warnings: masturbation (mentioned only), grinding, kissing, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, wall sex

Word Count: 1132

The scissors cut smoothly through the wrapping paper, and you are happy that the line you cut freehand is mostly straight. Gently, you place Jimin’s present on the wrapping paper and search around for the tape. After looking under a couple of things you have on the floor around you, you finally find it with a little “aha!”

Cutting off small pieces of tape, you stick them to the fingers of one hand for ease of use. Then you make sure the present is centered and start delicately wrapping, folding one end towards the center, smoothing it down, taping it together and repeat. Just when you are about to fold the last end over, you hear a presence behind you.

“Hey, no peeking!” You hug the present closely to your chest to hide it, and turn your head to glare at the man trying to sneak up on you.

“Oh, come on, just a little peek?” Jimin asks, pulling out all the stops. He widens his eyes and pouts his lips.

Shaking your head, you quickly look away. “Nope, just turn around, nothing to see here.”

His warm body presses up against you, and his head rests on your shoulder. Hot air brushes your ear as he whispers, “Not even a little hint?”

Your breath hitches and you squeeze your eyes shut. He will not get the best of you! The way your sitting makes it difficult to escape quickly, and by the time you push yourself up, his hands are on your waist.

“Can I at least feel it, give it a good shake?” Jimin’s fingers slip under the hem of your shirt, massaging the skin. He pulls you closer so his head can look over your shoulder better.

“Fine, fine!” The lips near your ear you can feel turn into a smirk before you scramble away. “Just let me finish wrapping it first.”

“Ok!” Your boyfriend perches himself on the arm of a nearby chair. He crosses his arms and looks down at you expectantly.

Quickly you turn away from him and finish wrapping. The last two edges are not as smooth as the first.

You shove the present at Jimin. “Here.”

He takes it gently, feeling the edges, weighing it in his hand. He shakes it hesitantly, making a face at the box. “What is it?”

“Nope, not telling. You have your hint.” You hop up and stretch, “Now I’m going to take my shower,” pointing a finger at him, trying to be threatening. “so, no peeking!”

Leaving Jimin puzzling over the present, you speed off to your bathroom and turn on the hot water. You snicker when the thought of a cold shower crossed your mind. Jimin always did have a strong affect on you. As you strip from your clothing, one of your hand absentmindedly runs along your torso to gently cup at your chest. Seriously, your hand has a mind of its own.

The shower is …nice, refreshing, steamy, and maybe just a tad too long to be just a shower. You step out, drying yourself. That’s when your mistake hits you. In your rush to escape Jimin earlier, you forgot to bring your clothes to the bathroom. Tugging the small towel closer around your body, you crack the door open just a sliver. You don’t hear or see anything, so very carefully you step out, the colder air of the hall giving your bare legs goosebumps.

You walk across the cold, wooden floor on your tippytoes and carefully make your way down the hall. Almost to the room and no Jimin in sight-

“Let me guess, no peeking.” Jimin’s voice rings out and you shriek, the towel droops dangerously low.

Jimin puts down the cup of coffee he made himself while you were busy, and circles around you like a predator eyeing his prey. His fingers brush against your bare shoulders and down your arms, making you shiver. “Can I open this present if I already know what it is?”

When his hand moves over yours, the one holding your towel up, you don’t stop him. He pulls your hand away and your towel drops, pooling around your feet to reveal your form to his hungry gaze. His lips descend onto yours needily and his hands grope your body, never staying in one place for long. They are too excited, wanting to feel everything at once.

Your pushed back against the wall and on reflex you jump up, wrapping your legs around his waist. His awaiting hands are already on your ass, kneading it as he bites along your neck and towards your chest. Jimin sticks a nipple into his mouth and teases it with his tongue. He looks up at you devilishly as you whine and grind your hips into his.

“Well, someone’s excited.” The hardening cock in his pants says you are not the only one.

Reaching a hand between your bodies, you unzip his pants, a little awkwardly due to the position. The moan that leaves his mouth as you slip his cock past his underwear is heaven to your ears. You grind yourself down against him again, and now he can feel how wet you already are.

A rumble leaves his chest as he looks at you with dark, blown out eyes. “Was someone naughty in the shower.”

Slightly embarrassed, you bite your lip and nod. At his continued stare you say, “Yes. I couldn’t help myself because of you.”

Those words trigger something inside of him. Jimin adjusts his grip and then thrusts into you powerfully. Your head hits the wall as you are left gaping. The thought of you touching yourself because of him was too much and he starts pounding into you against the wall. “Did it feel good?”

“Yes.” You gasp as he hits a certain angle.

Seeing your reaction, he aims for the same spot again and again, “And what about this?”

“Amazing, oh god-mmmngh.” Your hands weave through his hair and pull. Jimin growls, and you can feel it in your very core.

With Jimin hitting you in that sweet spot just right, it doesn’t take long for you to cum. You’re still sensitive from your playtime in the shower and you bite Jimin’s shoulder to muffle your scream. This makes him grunt and with your walls clenching around his cock he releases into you.

The two of you are panting, but instead of putting you down and catching his breath, Jimin carries you in the direction of your room.

Nuzzling into the crook of his neck, you ask “What are we doing?”

“I unwrapped a present just now didn’t I?” He grins, running his eyes along your naked body. “Now I want to play with it all day.” And that’s exactly what he did.

#btsghostie #bts fanfiction #jimin fanfiction #jimin x reader #reader x jimin #winter drabble #bts smut #jimin smut #my writing

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