#edit to answer why we had so much vanilla:

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probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.

we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."

at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.

the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.

the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.

what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.

here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.

#this is true #writeblr #warm up #relatedly for some reason one of our Favorite Jokes #amongst the Siblings #is like - ''this is so good u will love it'' #while we are reacting to something we OBVIOUSLY find viscerally disgusting #like we will be actively retching and be like ''nooooo it's so good'' #to the point that i sometimes get nervous if someone outside my family is like oh u should try it its good #(obvi we never force each other to eat anything. we are all just curious birds and #like. we're GONNA try the new thing.) #edit to answer why we had so much vanilla: #my mom is a very good cook and we LOVE to bake. so she just had a lot of staples in the house. #it's one of those things that's like. have u ever continuously thought ''ah i should get butter im probably out'' #even tho u are not out of butter. so u end up with like 5 years of butter. #my mom would do that in a costco but like with vanilla extract #to be fair we WERE always using WAY TOO MUCH bc we were kids #so like she was right to stock up #ps. yes we were VERY sick after this lol i just didn't want to include it in the post in case ppl had an ick about that #u can tell it's real bc we knew "oh no we fucked up that's too much vanilla to waste'' but our reaction was to just. keep drinking it #> sibling understanding that vanilla extract isn't free > knowledge mother doesnt mind if we use it for milkshakes #> sibling choice to maybe get in a loophole of ''not wasting it'' if we drink it bc that's the same as using it (not throwing it out) #listen bud i was like 13 and my sister was like 9 #when my mom discovered this we. got in. A LOT. of trouble. a lot of it. a LOT of it. #3rd edit bc i guess it isn't clear - i am 1 of my brother's 2 little sisters #i am the middle child #out of all the ways i have had to explain a post before being like ''did u forget a middle child can happen'' is my favorite

[kasaslovr]

❈ warning: f!reader, established relationship, pet names, consensual filming, marking?, penetrative sex. wc: 1.6k

❈ notes: i just needed to get something out so i have time to write my eren fic 🤞🏼 and i need request cause i don't got any inpso rn :((( anyway likes and reblogs r much appreciated mwah

reigen has always been a confident man, when it came to convincing clients or helping out mob and no matter what you always supported him with whatever. of course there would be those days he would be busy and he couldn't give all that attention you deserve, but that never stopped you from trying.

"y/n was quite clingy today, wasn't she?" serizawa asked as he came back in from the kitchen, he was doing some cleaning before locking up in a few minutes.

"uh huh," reigen answered mindlessly, he was more focused on editing out a spirt for client than what serizawa was saying, he really didn't want any homework.

"i can understand why, if i was asked out by someone so popular like you i would-" serizawa was cut off by reigen coughing behind his desk then stood up. "yes! i did ask her out so obviously she wants to be with me 24/7." he said very confidently and also very sweaty? but serizawa didn't pay any mind.

you have forgotten your keys on reigens desk so as soon as you reached the top of the stairs you heard reigns loud voice booming throughout the office.

"she acts like that cause she's grateful for me clearly, out of..lets see..100 women i chose her so its only right for her to be so needy," right after he let out a loud obnoxious laugh. you could see it, reigen with his eyes closed, one hand in his pocket while his other is moving all around exaggerating the story, you laughed to yourself.

you burst through the door with a cheery smile. "hi rei!! i forgot my keys here and i noticed its almost closing time so i thought we should go home together!!" you said all excitedly. reigen jumped a bit, starting to pack up while wiping the sweat on his forehead.

"o-of course let me help serizawa close up.." he said quickly grabbing your and the office keys. the office keys also had the sets to you twos apartment just in case. he was pushing you and serizawa out the office as he locked the door and as soon as you all got outside, he was pushing you to the car, "get home safe, serizawa!" he shouted out.

the car ride was as normal as it got. his hand was set on your thigh and you were humming to the songs on the radio while looking out the window. "what were you two talking about what when i walked in, rei?" you asked so sweetly.

"nothin.." he mumbled trying to focus on the road and not your cute voice and sweet smell of warm vanilla and how he could feel your eyes on him. "nothin important, don't worry about it, sweets." he reassured you.

with a single glance of you he saw you jut your lips out just a bit. oh how he wanted to kiss you and make you feel all better. he pulled up and quickly got out to open your door so that he could hold your hand on the way in. it was cute and small gestures like this that made your heart melt.

he used the keys and let you in first and then he followed locking the door. you took your coat off slowly enough so he could get his off too. "lemme run you a bath, you must've had a long day," reigen let out a strained laugh and made his way to the bathroom, but you caught his hand and pushed him down on the couch.

"i heard what you and serizawa were saying about me.." you started by straddling him and slowly untying his tie. "how i should be soo grateful and how you're just soo popular." you said giggling a little bit as reigen gulped.

"a-angel listen-" you cut him off by giving him a kiss that was almost straight out of porn filled with lust and need. "but reigen i thought you begged me to date you." you said pretending to think about it tilting your head.

"let me make it up to you please." you haven't even done anything and he was already begging with your hand in his, he was kissing it and you could feel the tent forming in his grey slacks.

"how about i give you a little lesson about you know, being grateful since maybe you got it wrong." there was such a sly smile on your face and reigen felt his breath get more and more heavier and his brain turning into mush.

your hands were all up in his hair as reigens were trying to get your clothes off as quickly as you can, he's been wanting this ever since you two got in the car. why were you being so mean?

you pulled away with saliva connecting both of your lips, his more bruised and shiny, he looked away as you dived into the space on his neck to leave dark purple splotches. "angel baby," he moaned as you got his sweet spot, but that didn't stop you.

he was so fucked out at this point, his neck filled with color, his hair all messy, and his cheeks felt like they were on fire. you pushed his shirt off and not even completely getting rid of his grey dress pants along with his boxers which have been dampened already. you began playing with his red and swollen tip, giggling when he let out small whimpers. you never broke eye contact with him while he was struggling to meet your eyes, he would always get flustered like this when its just you two.

you decided it was enough teasing for now so you casted your shirt off to the floor and along with your skirt that did nothing to hide what was underneath. you moved your panties to the side and started to rub reigens cock along the folds of your pussy, sighing in relief as soon you made contact.

reigens head is thrown back and giving every control in the situation, you could do anything you wanted to him right now and he would be so happy. when he lifted his head, he was met with you cute brown nipples at his level so of course he latched his mouth onto one them and used his hand to pinch and pull at your other boob, you looked down and couldn't help grinning down at him. you pulled away and he wanted more, but before he could say anything you finally took him whole into warm and sticky cunt.

"f-fuck, 's so tight-" he placed his hands onto your waist, but didn't leave any pressure so that you could move at your own pace, even when his brain was turning into mush he was so thoughtful. you started to move at a comfortable pace while clinging onto his reddened shoulders.

"you're just so pretty, reigen i w-wanna stay like this forever," you whispered softly in his ear and soon your pace quickened and soon it was too much for him and he was hiding his face in the crook for your neck, mumbling, "too much, you're too much, fuck.." his voice getting higher in pitch and more difficult to understand, but you knew exactly what he wanted. "you wanna cum, baby?"

he nodded still not making eye contact with you. you grabbed your phone from the little table on the side of the couch and turned the camera and focusing on him. "then look, show me how pretty you are. don't be so shy now." you coo at him, he looked up and all of sudden he feels a spotlight on him like he's then star of a show, but he couldn't bring it in himself to come up with a snarky and confident remark like he always would.

"p-please let me cum, need it," reigen pleaded and you we're feeling nicer so your bounces became rougher and quicker, bringing you both to the edge. "m gonna cum, m gonna-," he cut himself off with a fast breaths and louder moans and with his grip tighter on your waist and his eyes rolling back he shoots his hot milky semen into you.

you tossed the phone to the side not caring if its off and rubbing your clit and your climax hit you like a wave and it was like your cunt was trying to squeeze every little drop of him left while mixing his cum with yours. after a couple of labored deep breaths, you got up to clean both you up and when you came back from putting the towel away, reigen reached out for you.

"baby," he mumbled, his voice sounding worn out. "you know i love you and don't think you're clingy, just wanna see cool in front of everyone," he realizes how pathetic he sounds and almost embarrassing. you chuckled softly while running your hands through his hair.

"f course i know that and i love you too," you sighed out, chest tightening at this small moment of intimacy with him. all you could think about was how good of a boyfriend he was and reigen well he started coming up with ways to get you to be his beautiful wife.

bonus

"reigen-san...why are you wearing that mask? are you sick??" serizawa asked getting all scared. he's never taken care for a sick person. "reigen-san, why won't you talk to me? i won't get infected with whatever you have, i swear." reigen shook his head.

and with a tug on his mask off and a really strained voice, serizawa saw reigens red and still a lil puffy lips. "im fine, serizawa, lets just...continue work like normal, kay?" both reigen and serizawa looking away and reigen putting his mask back and he swore he heard serizawa let out a little chuckle. god reigen was so embarrassed.

#im so embarrassed i wrote this trash #i swear i didn't mean to make him so subby #mob psycho reigen #reigen arakata #reigen x you #reigen x reader #reigen smut #mob psycho 100 #other #reigen fluff #smut #anime #arataka reigen #reigen fic #reigen my babygirl

[kay-diggle]

A Second Experience

Summary: Y/N is less sexually experienced than her boyfriend, Jimin, and she wants to change that by getting another person involved as well.

*This is a continuation of a short fic I wrote three years ago called “Experience.”  t’s not required to read Experience first, but I would recommend it!! It can be found on my Masterlist as well! Pls check author notes at the end*

Pairing: Jimin x Female Reader x OC Vanessa

Genre & Rating: Smut, 18+ (kind of just pwp but like 97% porn!)

Warnings: bisexual!OC, bisexual/bi-curious!reader, threesome, oral (f & m. recieving),  dom!jimin, dom!OC, sub!reader (y/n is kinda getting passed around in this idk), a little degradation, some praise, sexual insecurities, breast fondling, handjob, blowjob, bondage? (Y/n gets tied up with a belt), sexual intercourse, unprotected sex (pls be safe guys), use of sex toys (dildos), honestly it’s hard to put warnings because so much happened here and it’s absolutely filthy pls just read with caution!!

Length: 7.2k words

*This fic is currently un-edited*

Kay-Diggle’s Ultimate Masterlist

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“Jimmmiinn,” you said in a sing-song tone.

“Oh god,” he groaned playfully. “What is it y/n?”

“Well, I saw an interesting post on Twitter earlier and it got me thinking-”

“Well that’s never good,” he cut you off, a teasing smile on his face.

“Shut up!” you laughed, moving to straddle his lap. You knew you would have to up the sex appeal for what you were about to propose to him.

“There was a woman who made a tweet about how she and her boyfriend had a threesome with some other girl and he ended up getting the girl pregnant.”

“Wow.. that’s terrible. She must be heart-broken,” he frowned but you couldn’t help but smile a little at how your boyfriend was always so thoughtful towards other people’s feelings, even those he didn’t know.

“Yeah, it sucks. She was super upset….”

“Yeah,” he studied your face, trying to see any reason why you’d be bringing this up to him. “Y/n, where exactly is this going?”

“Well… I was just curious about whether you have ever had a threesome before?” you asked shyly, making yourself a bit smaller in his lap. When you had planned the conversation out in your head hours earlier, you didn’t think you would be this nervous.

“Have I ever had a threesome?” your boyfriend raised his eyebrows as he repeated your question.

“Honestly, yes, with two girls. BUT it was a long time ago -- way before we met, and super random.”

You remembered the conversation you had with him a few months ago about your inexperience  when you had sucked him off for the first time, and you couldn’t help but frown. His reassurance from before had definitely made you feel much better, but his answer was disappointing. You wanted him to say no. You wanted him to never have done anything as “freaky” as having a threesome. But it is supposed to be every man’s dream, right? Or maybe that’s just a bad stereotype. Either way, he’s done it.

The sex between you and Jimin was always good, but always the same. Never switching it up much, usually vanilla, nothing but soft touches. The first and only time you had ever seen a more dominant side to him was when he was coaching you through giving your first blow job and you absolutely loved it. You wanted to see that side of him again. And although his reassurance was nice, upon hearing his answer to your question, you immediately went back into questioning if you were good enough to please him. I mean how could you, who had been a virgin a few months ago, compete with his sexual experience of having two girls at once.

But really, you felt most disappointed because you wanted him to say no so that it could be something you’d experience for the first time together.

And Jimin being the ever observant boyfriend he was immediately picked up on mood shift. “Babe?”

“Hmm?”

“What’s wrong? And before you tell me ‘nothing,’ I know you’re lying,” he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer towards his body.

You sighed. “I asked for a reason but then I kind of just got into my own head just now, and now I don’t know how I feel. Just forget I asked, it’s stupid. I’m stupid,” you tried to move off of his lap, making him tighten his hold on you.

“Okay, woah woah woah, slow down. Why did you ask, and what did you think because of the answer? I need you to talk to me okay, I’m right here,” he brought one hand up to cup your cheek, guiding you to look him in the eyes. You melted at his words once again, getting ready to spill your guts.

“Well… I was.. It’s just.. You being with two girls made me feel a little insecure,” you confessed, avoiding his eyes.

Jimin sighed deeply before removing his other arm from around you to hold your face in his both hands, forcing you to look at him again. “This is the last time we’re having this conversation. This will be the last time that I tell you nothing I did in the past matters anymore. I love you; I only want you. You are perfect in every aspect of the word.” He kissed you and you wanted to cry. You loved this man so much.

“Okay,” you gave him a sad smile after your lips left each other. “I only asked because… well.. I wanted you to not have done it before because….. I wanted us to try it together,” you mumbled that last part under your breath, hoping he couldn’t hear you, but he did. And he was dumbfounded.

“You- you want to have a thre- threesome?”

You winced at his question. “Yes.. is that crazy?”

“No!” he rushed to make sure you knew he wasn’t judging you. “Babe it’s not crazy at all, I just didn’t think it would be something you were into.”

“Well… are you into it?”

“I mean, I guess I could be. I don’t particularly like the idea of sharing you though,” he joked, easing your nerves just a bit.

“Well I’d be sharing you too. Plus I want it to be with another girl!”

“Oh.”

To say Jimin was surprised would be an understatement. Everything about this conversation had shocked him, but this? He would have never seen this coming.

“Well.. do you like girls? In that way? Is that what this is about?” he asked thoughtfully.

“I’ve been attracted to women in the past, yes, but I’ve never really thought about it too deeply. Women are just beautiful, ya know?” you chuckled. “I would like to experience being with a girl to see how I like it, but we really don’t have to -”

“We can if you’re comfortable with it,” he cut you off. “I just- are you sure this is a good idea? If we do this, I don’t want you comparing yourself to the other girl.”

“I won’t! I mean… I’ll try my best not to. But I honestly think it could be fun. Doing things with you, and getting to have my first experience with another girl at the same time.”

And you also thought that Jimin having a new memory of a threesome that you were in replacing the memory of the old one could be a plus too.

“Okay then, let’s do it,” he smiled and kissed you.

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It was a girl you had gone to high school with, Vanessa. She had came out as bisexual and openly dated and hooked up with both sexes. You weren’t exactly friends but had always been friendly enough with each other due to having common acquaintances. And she was hot. And also super nice. When you had reached out to her and explained your situation, she agreed with little to no reluctance.

Jimin took the backseat, wanting you to have the final decision in everything. In his mind, all he had to do was show up and make sure you were happy and feeling secure in your relationship. He wanted this entire experience to be about you and what you wanted which is why he easily agreed to the girl you chose, not taking much interest in her in the first place. He only had eyes for you and made sure to let you know as much as he could in the days leading up to the time you scheduled with Vanessa.

Now sitting in Jimin’s bedroom with your two partners, you felt a little more than awkward with the situation; however, Vanessa was quick to create a pleasant atmosphere with Jimin’s help.

“So, is there anything off limits for you two?” she asked.

You and Jimin shared a look, realizing that this was probably something you should have discussed beforehand. “Well.. uh, Y/n?” Jimin offered the question to you.

“Um… I don’t think so? Maybe just nothing with anal cause I’ve never done that before. Other than that, I think I’m good.”

“Alright, I can work with that,” Vanessa smiled sweetly. “Anything else?”

“No, I think we’re all set,” said Jimin.

“Great. Well then….” Vanessa got up and started moving towards you with a predatory gaze. “Let’s get these clothes off you,” she started removing your jacket after pulling off her own.

She caressed your arm before straddling your lap. You wrapped your arms around her waist, looking up at her with slightly scared eyes. She giggled at you before kissing you. The kiss was slow as she was clearing testing the waters, and when she started grinding down on your lap, you took the initiative to slip your tongue into her mouth, but she kept in control of the kiss anyways. As Vanessa rocked her hips on you, she moved your hands to make you grab her ass.

And Jimin sitting next to you was getting hard beyond belief at the sight of you two all over each other. Frankly, it makes him feel like one of those horny teenage boys who always fantasize about two women being together. He decided to intervene, coughing slightly to remind the two of you of his presence.

Vanessa pulled away from the kiss at that sound, smirking before she moved to sit in his lap too. His hands found a place on her waist, but he was sure to look at you for confirmation before doing anything. When you gave him a small nod, they moved to kiss each other. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy the feeling of her lips, but at the end of the day, they just weren’t yours.

“Move towards the headboard,” Vanessa sent the command to you once she pulled away from your boyfriend’s lips.

You followed her instructions and watched as she got off of Jimin’s lap and sunk to her knees in between his legs. Jimin had to take in a breath at the sight of her seductive eyes looking back at her. She unbuckled his belt, pulled it through the loops of his jeans and placed it in his hands, muttering a quick ‘hold this’ before starting to rub him through his pants. And when she licked him through his pants, he leaned back on his palms, waiting for her to get to work with her mouth. However, she had other plans.

“Oh Jimin, as fine as you are… and you are VERY fine, I’m more interested in playing with her,” she nodded her head towards you.

Having been sitting near the headboard this whole time and just watching, you were expecting the same as Jimin, that Vanessa was going to give him a blowjob, so when the attention was suddenly centered on you, you froze.

She stood to her feet and pulled you by your ankles to make you lay down. While you tried to control your breathing, Vanessa whispered something in your boyfriend's ear and stood back while Jimin approached you, smirking. He spread your legs and crawled in between them to sit on his knees, coming down to kiss you. His hands find your waist and begin tugging up the hem of your shirt before it's pulled over your head and thrown on the floor. You take the initiative to unhook your bra too before laying back down, pulling Jimin to kiss you again before breaking away.

“Y/n, Jimin is going to tie you up,” Vanessa comes to the side of the bed, breaking you out of the trance Jimin’s lips just put you in.

You felt Jimin bring your wrists together and wrap his belt around them, fastening them to one of the bars of the headboard. You tugged at the restraints to find that they weren’t too tight but tight enough that you couldn’t  break free which made you a little tense. Sensing this, Jimin rubbed your thighs to soothe you and leaned down to press sweet kisses to the side of your neck.

“You doing okay?” he whispered.

“Yes… kiss me,” you replied and your lips connected once more.

Jimin schooched down the bed and took your panties and shorts off with him, leaving you bare for Vanessa who took Jimin’s place in between your legs. She kissed your lips, then moved to your neck leaving tiny love bites, and worked her way down to your breasts massaging both of them in her hands and licking and biting one of your nipples while looking you directly in the eyes before switching to the other. Behind her, you saw Jimin leaning against the wall in your room, staring at the sight before him and looking absolutely delectable. You couldn’t help the tiny moans you let out, so aroused that your wetness was starting to drip out of you and onto the bed.

When Vanessa had enough of teasing you, she turned back to look at boyfriend. “Do you eat your girlfriend out a lot Jimin?”

“Whenever she wants.”

“Good. Tell me how she likes it then,” Vanessa turned back to you, smirking before kissing down the length of your torso and biting at the inside of your thigh, closest to where you need her. You felt her breath puff out against you, creating a cooling sensation.

Jimin moved towards the bed and sat on his knees near your head, looking at you once before turning to watch Vanessa as he gave her instructions.

“Lick up her slit a few times, slowly,” he said and watched as she did so. “Good, now use the tip of your tongue to circle around her clit and then suck on it… fuck, just like that.”

Jimin couldn’t take his eyes off the sight of this woman eating you out. He was really turned on by it and you could tell when you saw him gripping himself through his tight jeans. At that moment, you decided to help him get off too.

“Fuck… uh, Jimin?” He finally turned his eyes towards you and all you saw was lust. “Fuck my mouth while she eats me out… please?”

And he didn’t even have to think twice before removing his clothes, joining you back on the bed. You tilted your head in his direction and stuck your tongue out, allowing him to gently tap it with the tip of his cock a few times. When you heard him whisper out a quiet ‘fuck,’ you suckled on the tip a little bit, swirling your tongue around it before letting him stick more of his length into your mouth. He let out a moan at the feeling of your mouth around him, and then let out another one when he turned to see Vanessa still eating you out after getting the hang of it.

He watched as she licked on your clit, sucked it and then thrust her tongue into your center a few times, causing you to let out little moans around him. Vanessa licked her way back up to your clit before lightly slapping your clit. The shock from it had you jolting up, taking more of Jimin in your mouth and when he felt your throat tighten around him, he threw his head back in pleasure, trusting into your mouth a little more aggressively.

“Fuck Vanessa, do that again,” he directed her and she listened, making you cry out around Jimin’s cock.

He brought his hand down to your head to remove the hair that was falling into your eyes and wrapped one hand around the back of your neck to thrust into your mouth more easily. “Fuck her open with your fingers,” he commanded while looking straight into your eyes, still thrusting.

When you felt Vanessa collect some of your wetness on a finger before sliding it in and sucking on your clit again, you gagged around Jimin. He let out a deep moan of your name at the feeling before taking himself out of your mouth to let you breathe. You coughed a few times and then he came down to kiss you again but all you could do was let out moans against his mouth as Vanessa added another finger into you and curled them, pushing that spongy spot inside of you.

“Does what she’s doing feel good, baby?” he asked.

“Yes.. it feels really good,” you nodded. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” you confessed.

“Jimin,” Vanessa stilled her fingers but licked against your clit just once. “Do I stop, or should we let her cum?”

“Hmm,” he looked down at you. “I don’t know. She’s been good, hasn’t she?” his hand traveled down to your soaking pussy, two fingers rubbing  your clit.

“Yessss,” you whined, and then Vanessa began fucking you with her fingers again.

“Oh God, s-so soo close,” you breathed out.

“Yea? You gonna be a good little slut and come for us Y/n?” Jimin asked, slapping your clit lightly before rubbing again. And then you saw white as your orgasm took over, your back arching as you pulled at the belt against your wrists. Vanessa held your hips down and legs open while Jimin continued rubbing you through your orgasm before he saw it was too much for you.

“Good girl,” Vanessa cooed, rubbing your thigh as you came down from your high. “So good for me and your boyfriend,” she giggled as she pressed kisses into your thigh.

“What happens now?” you asked breathlessly.

“I don’t know.. Should we keep her tied up?” Jimin directs his question to Vanessa.

“Hmmm.. no. I think I have an idea,” she replied, moving off the bed to strip out her clothes and get something out of her backpack.

After Jimin undid the belt, he kissed both of your wrists, wrapping them around his neck taking you into his arms to kiss your lips. You giggled, loving how your boyfriend could be so caring a minute after calling you a slut and making you cum with another person you forgot was in the room until you felt her hands rubbing your backside and kissing your neck.

“I have a strap,” she whispered in your ear. “Can I fuck you?”

You weren’t expecting this, so you looked at your boyfriend in shock, but when you saw in his eyes that he was turned on by the thought of you getting fucked with a plastic dick, you said yes.

“Sorry Jimin, she’s mine for the next few minutes,” Vanessa jokingly pushed him away and he sat against the headboard, gripping his hard length.

You watched as Vanessa tied the strap around her waist, and then she gathered your hair into one hand and moved your head towards the plastic dick, prompting you to get on your hands and knees,

“Suck on it a little bit, Y/n. Get it nice and wet so I can fuck you with it.”

You looked up at her and then down at the fake penis and opened your mouth, allowing her to guide it into your mouth. It was different from what you were used to, missing the warmth and thick girth that your boyfriend provided, but being a bit lengthier. You bob your head on it, coating it with your saliva before pulling back.

“Stay right there,” Vanessa whispered, kissing you and patting your check before moving behind you, giving you a full view of your boyfriend with his hand wrapped around his cock, precum dripping from the tip. He stared back at you with an intensity you’ve never seen from him before.

Vanessa watched the two of you for a second before harshly smacking your right ass cheek, making you whimper and arch your back even more.

“Is Jimin the only person who’s ever fucked you Y/n?” Vanessa asked while rubbing the tip of the toy against your wetness, slightly pushing into you and then quickly pulling out, effectively teasing you.

“Yes,” you breathe out.

“Yea? Well let’s change that, hmm?”

And then she slid the toy into you. You were so wet that there was little to no resistance because of how wet you’ve been the whole time. And again, you were missing the warmth that comes with Jimin’s cock, but this plastic one still felt good enough to make you almost scream out ‘oh shit’ as she bottomed out into you. She pulled out, and gave you a few more thrusts, allowing you to adjust to the toy. She tightened her grip on your waist, and sped up her movements a bit. Once she was able to fuck you more easily, she brought her hand to your head and pushed it down towards the bed, making you arch your back further and allowing her to go deeper.

“That feel good Y/n?”

“So good, so so good,” your moans muffled out into the pillow she was holding your head into.  out as you felt her hitting that spongy spot inside of you again.

Vanessa leaned down towards you, moving the hair that had fanned out across your cheek to the side and whispered in your ear, “tell your boyfriend how much you like it.”

With your head still pressed into the pillow, your eyes traveled up your boyfriend's body. His hard cock was standing at attention, tip red with precum leaking out, his hand wrapped tightly around it. He was lazily stroking it as he watched the scene before him. Your eyes traveled up more to see his toned chest and the bottom half of his face where he was biting his lip so hard it looked like he might draw blood.

Once your eyes found your boyfriends, you were surprised, as you had never seen his eyes so dark before, so full of lust. You had never seen him so turned on. “I like it,” you groaned out onto the pillow.

Jimin used his free hand to slip the pillow from under your head. “ What was that? I couldn’t hear you, slut.”

“I like it,” you nearly screamed as Vanessa was hitting all the right spots within you.

“Yea? You like getting fucked by Vanessa? You like her using that plastic in you while I’m sitting here, aching for you? You have me right here but you also needed the dildo cause you’re a greedy little whore, aren’t you?”

It was at this moment that you became aware of your boyfriend's degradation kink. You also found that you liked being degraded.

“Fuck yes!” you yelled out as you felt Vanessa move her hand underneath your body, her fingers finding your clit and rubbing it in a circular motion while continuing to pound you into the bed.

You were close. So close to coming again when you felt Vanessa stop, and pull your body up by your hair. You were at eye level with Jimin now and continued to hold eye contact with him as Vanessa gave you little shallow strokes in this new position.

“You’re letting somebody slut you out in front of your own boyfriend. Imagine what our classmates would think Y/n. You were always such a good girl,” she said, giving you a sharp thrust. “See how hard your boyfriend is for you, hmm? You got wetter when he was talking to you just now. Why don’t you be a good girl and go help him out. Go ride him Y/n.”

“Come here, pretty girl,” he called to you and held out his hand for you to take. It sounded like his voice had dropped another octave or two.

Once you were close enough, his hands gripped your waist and guided you to straddle his lap. As you were still kind of inexperienced, Jimin knew you still felt a little insecure about your riding skills, so he decided to guide you.

“You still okay?” he whispered.

“Yea.. are you?” you smiled and looked down at his hard length, wrapping your hand around it. He hissed at the feeling and dove in for a kiss.

You felt  Vanessa sneak up behind you and replace your hand on Jimin’s dick, sliding it back and forth between your sopping wet folds as the two of you continue to kiss. When Vanessa lines Jimin up with your entrance, Jimin breaks the kiss and uses his grip on your waist to pull you down onto his length. Both of your mouths drop open, momentarily speechless at the feeling. It felt much different than what you had experienced with Vanessa. He was warm inside of you. He was familiar… It felt like returning home.

Vanessa’s hands joined Jimin’s on your waist, and they both began to guide you to move up and down on his cock. You wrapped your arms around his neck to try and ground yourself somehow when Vanessa continued guiding you while Jimin focused his efforts on thrusting up into you.

“Oh my God,” Jimin whined as his lips found purchase on your neck, leaving kisses all over the area and little love bites.

“Now keep bouncing on your boyfriend’s cock just like that,” Vanessa said as she released her hold on you. You felt one of her hands travel from your waist and up your torso, stopping to play with one of your breasts and lightly pinch your nipple and then move further up until it was wrapped around your neck, slightly choking you. Her other hand moved to play with your clit again. You closed your eyes and cried out as soon as you felt her fingers on you. You weren’t going to last much longer, and you knew you wouldn’t be able to hold it.

“Jimin, I think we’re about to make your girlfriend cum,” Vanessa teased, tightening her grip on your throat.

“I think you’re right,” he lightly chuckled. “Look at me, pretty girl,” Jimin said, slapping your thigh and then letting his hands replace Vanessa’s on your waist. “Look right at me baby, open your eyes.”

You did as he commanded and were met with a sight you loved to see. Your boyfriend looked absolutely wrecked. Sweat dripping from his forehead, cheeks flushed, lips swollen from bites and kisses, and eyes darker than ever.

Jimin’s look paired with the dirty talk you couldn’t quite comprehend that Vanessa was whispering into your was pushing you over the edge.

“My pretty girl is gonna cum for me, right? My pretty little slut is gonna cum all over my cock, hmm? Keep those eyes open. Right on me.”

And you did exactly as he said. Your orgasm hit you, leaving your jaw slack and your body leaning back into Vanessa. Your legs started shaking as you raised yourself off his cock and let out heavy pants. Vanessa sat back with you between her legs, cooing at you, calling you all kinds of ‘pretty’ and ‘good girl’ as you came down from your high.

Without your knowledge, as you were busy trying to catch your breath, Jimin and Vanessa shared a quick look and head nod before both of their full attention were back on you. Jimin crawled in between your open legs and pressed a light kiss on your forehead as Vanessa continued to stroke your arms in a comforting way.

“You’re doing so well for us, y/n,” he said, pecking your lips. “You want to keep going?”

You were fucked out of your mind at this point, and so, you just nodded your head and gave your boyfriend a stupid smile.

“Okay. Stay just like this for me,” he sweetly stroked your cheek. “Vanessa, hold her legs open,” he instructed.

Vanessa held your legs up using the area behind your knees and then widened them. This position essentially left you immobile as you were laying directly on Vanessa and couldn’t move backwards either. And it’s exactly what Jimin wanted.

He slapped the tip of his cock against your sensitive and engorged clit a few times, smiling at your whining before using his hand to guide himself into your entrance once more.

“Fuck Y/n, you feel so good,” he groaned as he bottomed out. “Always so fucking good for me.”

His hands gripped your torso and he began fucking you faster, fucking you with purpose. The wet sound of skin slapping against skin mixed with your non stop moaning filled the room. You were so wet that he slipped out of you and he re-entered you, quickly resuming his previous movements.

The feeling was becoming too much for you to handle, too good, and you started wiggling your hips a little trying to move back, but it was impossible to do so with Vanessa’s grip on your legs and her body directly behind yours. Your boyfriend realized what you were trying to do and let out a deep chuckle.

“Vanessa,” Jimin calls out to her as he started slowing down his thrusts. . “Do you wanna know a secret?”

“Mmmhmm,” she hummed in response, too focused on watching your boyfriend move in and out of you.

“Y/n here is a runner,” he grunted. “Almost every time I fuck her, she tries to run from me. That’s why I’m happy you’re here.”

He looks down at you while you look up at him and his grip on your toso tightens. He stops his movements inside of you completely before lowering himself more towards you and giving you a light peck on your lips.

“There’s nowhere-” hard thrust “for you-” hard thrust “to run-” harder thrust “now.”

He began fucking you harder and harder, and you didn’t think you had ever felt him so deeply inside of you before. You could also feel Vanessa holding onto your legs tighter and grinding against the bed, no doubt turned on by the scene between you and your lover unfold right in front of her.

“Hmm.. look at how well you’re taking that dick Y/n. I know it feels so good. You should never run from it, sweetie,” said Vanessa. “Do you wanna cum again? Want your boyfriend to have you shaking all over his cock again?”

“Yes,” you looked up to her and answered, being so fucked out you were barely able to get the word out.

“Well I’m not the one fucking you am I?” she nodded towards Jimin. “Tell your boyfriend what you want. Ask him to let you cum.”

You refocused your attention on the man fucking into you. At this point, your eyes were so low that you could barely see him. Before you could even say anything, he shook his head at you causing you to whine once more.

“Can I please cum, Jimin? I’ve been so good for you and Vanessa. Please make me cum. Please let me cum. Please, please, please, please, please,” you cried. You could hear the desperation in your own voice and normally you would’ve been embarrassed, but you wanted to come so badly that you couldn’t even find it within yourself to care.

“You wanna come baby? I’ll make you cum.”

And you were so close, so so close to that feeling, that undeniable bliss you had been chasing, but Jimin stopped fucking you to reposition your body with the help of the girl holding you. Now Vanessa was sitting on her knees, your torso on her thigh, and holding your legs back while Jimin’s hands were on your hips, holding them up off the bed. As he continued fucking you, much harder and faster now, your body rocked back and forth against Vanessa’s thighs. And every thrust he gave you was pushing into your g-spot once more. They could both tell you were super close now, and Vanessa almost dropped one of your legs to move her hand towards your clit again until Jimin directed her not to.

“Don’t touch her,” he directed the comment towards Vanessa. “If she wants to cum, she’s gonna do it just like this… fuck,” he groaned.

The feeling of him pressing into your g-spot repeatedly left you shaking, and the sound of his thighs slapping against your ass left your ears ringing. It was like you were feeling everything all at once, but the feelings felt so good that you were numb. As Jimin was fucking you as best as he could and Vanessa was trying to sooth you with her words and light kisses on your forehead, all you could do was yell out any and everything that came to mind about how it felt so good, how it was too much, how you never wanted it to end, and how badly you wanted– needed to come.

And eventually, you did. The feeling was so intense, so overpowering and euphoric that you didn’t even realize you were crying. Or how hard your legs were shaking, or that you had squirted all over your boyfriend’s lower abdomen.

You didn’t register anything that had happened until you heard both Vanessa and your boyfriend cooing at you. His arms wrapped around you, pulling you up towards him and pressing his lips against your own. Vanessa rubbed your back as he hugged you, both of them whispering praises in your ear like no tomorrow.

You were thoroughly fucked out. There was no way you would be able to take anymore and they both knew that. You knew that both Vanessa and Jimin had not cum yet as both of them had been focusing their energy on trying to make you cum. You also knew that Jimin wouldn’t make a move towards her without your permission first, so despite you being tired, you decide to make the first move for them.

“Vanessa, lay down,” you commanded, but your voice came out smaller than you expected it to.

Nevertheless, she laughed before doing as you asked, and you joined her on the bed. Your lips connected and before you knew it, you were in a heated make out session with lip biting and tongue everywhere. You hummed into the kiss before moving your lips down her neck, across her collarbones, and to her breast leaving little kisses in your wake. Your hands found both of her breasts, squeezing and massaging them just to get a feel, as you had never felt a pair that wasn’t your own. And then your lips wrapped around one of her nipples, sucking lightly and then giving the same treatment to the other. One of your hands slid down the rest of her body and found its way to her wet center.

When your cool hands connected with her wet warmth, she let out a deep sigh. You quickly looked back at Jimin, signaling that you wanted him to join you, thus he began kissing Vanessa and playing with her tits as you abandoned them for her pussy. After completely coating your index finger in her wetness, you slid it into her wet hole and heard her moan out even louder, asking you to add in another finger. And you did just that, slowly finger fucking her while moving further down on the bed. You had never touched a girl in this way, and you had never eaten a girl out, but you figured you might as well try it now.

When your face reached her center, you gave her clit a little experimental lick, and you felt her wiggle her hips a bit. She was too occupied with what Jimin was doing with her to give you directions, so you just decided to go for it and wrap your lips around her clit, sucking it harshly.

“Fuck y/n, that’s so good. Just like that please.”

Her little praise motivated you to keep going, changing the angle of your fingers inside of her and eating her out more messily, so much so that her juices were spreading over your face. You looked up to see her jerking your boyfriend off while he was still teasing her nipples. They were both so close, and you wanted them both to cum after they had fucked you so well.

“Jimin, come fuck her,” you said, before going back down to lick her once more.

When his eyes met yours to see that you were 100% okay with it, he obeyed and you switched spots with him. You watched him give himself a few more jerks before lining up with her entrance, but you stopped him with a low ‘wait’ before he could go in. Your eyes met his and you gave him the most sultry look you could muster before you bent down and took his length into your mouth, deepthroating him immediately and keeping your eyes on his the entire time as you began bobbing your head on him as well. You took him out of your mouth and spit on his length, rubbing it up and down on him trying to get him nice and wet.

“Now you can fuck her,” you smirked, letting him go and moving back towards Vanessa. He really never thought that you would be so freaky, and in that moment, Jimin wanted to bend you over and fuck you again, but he figured he would save it for another day.

He slid his cock into Vanessa, stretching her out and watching as she gasped at the feeling.

“Hoy fuck,” she moaned. “My god y/n, your boyfriend feels amazing. So so big. God, I’m not gonna last,” she whined.

“That’s okay,” Jimin started. “I’m not gonna last much longer either,” he said as he started to speed up.

As he was fucking her, you went to sit next to him and watch. You never thought you would be turned on watching your boyfriend with someone else, but the sight in front of you was nothing short of incredible. Who wouldn’t be turned while watching two extremely hot people fuck?

You momentarily stole his attention when you kissed on his neck, prompting him to turn his head and kiss you fully. But you didn’t wanna ruin this for Vanessa, so you broke away from him and crawled closer to her, kissing her again before running a hand down the length of her body before connecting your fingers with her clit. You rubbed fast circles against it, leaving her moaning into your mouth and tightening around Jimin’s cock before her jaw dropped completely.

“Fuck I’m close,” he warned, speeding up his thrusts. “I’m so fucking close. Oh my god.”

“Me too, me too,” Vanessa groaned.

“Y/n, turn around, come here,” Jimin instructed.

And so you changed your position so that you were straddling Vanessa’s stomach, facing Jimin and matching his height at the moment. Your fingers resumed their work on her clit which made her cry out once more, and one of Jimin’s hands moved to wrap around the back of your neck. And while Vanessa began to rub and play with your ass that was in front of her, your boyfriend pulled you in for a kiss while he continued to fuck into the girl below you. Even though he was fucking someone else, his focus was still on you, just like it always was.

And when Jimin began to fuck her harder, hitting all the right spots, she came with a loud “oh shit.” It was the leg shaking, toes curling, eyes rolling back kind of orgasm that Vanessa rarely ever got when she had sex with guys. She became impossibly tight and Jimin slipped out of her while you moved from on top of her to next to her, rubbing her stomach in a soothing manner like she had done for you when you came.

After Vanessa had a quick breather, she pulled you to join her on the floor as you both sat on your knees. You had a feeling that you knew where she was going with this, so you held your hand out for your boyfriend to take, leading him to stand in front of both you and Vanessa. Jimin could’ve cum at the sight below him– two girls that he had fucked and completely wrecked, one of them which he was completely in love with. And his dick was incredibly hard, possibly harder than it had been ever before.

Both you and Vanessa wrapped a hand around him and began stroking him together. And you decided to suck on his tip while Vanessa stroked the rest of his length. Jimin threw his head back in absolute pleasure and let out the loudest moan you’d heard from him yet. His hand found the back of your head, wanting you to lower your mouth a bit, and Vanessa followed your bobbing movements with her hand until she decided to change course and began suckign on his balls. After a few seconds of this, when the feeling became too much, Jimin finally came down your throat with a loud moan of your name as Vanessa was still fondling his balls and until he let go of you fell back to sit on the bed.

You tried your best to swallow the sticky substance, but as all of it didn't end up in your mouth and began dripping on your cheek, Vanessa licked it off of your face before kissing you with tongue to get more.

“Fucking hell..” Jimin sighed, watching the scene before him.

When you finally broke away from the kiss with Vanessa and met his eyes, you giggled before turning back to Vanessa and giving her one last peck. Your boyfriend held out his hand to help you stand up and join him on the bed before offering the same thing to Vanessa. She only stood and then put her hands on her hips, loudly breathing out before looking down at the both of you on the bed. A shy smile spread across your face before you snuggled closer to your boyfriend, and Vanessa just giggled, finding you to be extremely cute.

She excused herself to the bathroom to shower before packing her things up and getting ready to go. You showed her out, hugged her goodbye, and thanked her once again for joining you both.

When she left and you rejoined Jimin, you couldn’t meet his eyes, not after all of the depraved shit you just did. And when you went to sit on the opposite side of the bed, he knew something was up.

“You’re freaking out in your head right now, aren’t you?” he chuckled.

“Well how could I not be freaking out. We just did…. all of.. that!”

“I know,” he whispered, getting up to join you on your side of the bed. He pushed you to lay down and then laid on top of you, forcing you to look him in the eyes. “But you liked it, right? It wasn’t too much for you?” You could hear the concern in his voice.

“No… I did like it. I’m probably gonna be really sore for the next couple of days, but I’d say this experience was worth it,” you laughed.

“Then that’s all that matters, Y/n. That, and the fact that I absolutely love you,” he said.

He kissed you and the smile grew across your face.

You knew that any future experiences you had, whether they be sexual or not, you wanted them all to be with him.

-

Notes: If you’ve read this before it’s because I previously posted and private this twice but OMMMGGG, I’m kinda getting emotional right now because I worked on this fic for over a year and generally haven’t posted in about two years. This is the longest fic I’ve written thus far (also the smuttiest) and I’m kind of proud of it. I can’t promise that I’ll write more but if this story is received well, then I’ll definitely make an effort to try. Hope anyone who comes across this enjoys and PLEASE leave feedback; it’s greatly appreciated! :) Also, I’m also planning to keep this little “series” going and write about more of Y/n’s firsts so stay tuned for that!

Another thing, I have more time in my schedule to write now so IM REOPENING MY REQUESTS! SEND SOME IN PLZ & THNX! 

#bts fanfic #bts fanficition #bts fanfics #bts fic #bts x reader #bts smut #jimin x reader #park jimin fanfic #park jimin fanfiction #jimin fanficition #jimin smut #bts ffs #fanficition #jimin fluff #smut

[gbgamebun]

Road to Cream64 v1 Part 3: So many friends and an egg.

I was hoping to do two of these a week but man this has been a crazy week. Anyway, we back to wrapping up the rest of the NPCs. Actually had to grab

Star Toads were next and I wanted to make each one unique. The thought process for who got chosen was a mix of who was connected to Cream and just who I liked. The obvious answers were Amy and Blaze and I ended up choosing Blaze for the second toad. Doesn't mean I would leave Amy hanging, as she got a little side story in v2, but when we get there of course.

In Blaze's dialog, she mentions that Marine was also with her and that she's somewhere. So go help her find this mangy raccoon! I wanted to do something special and stick Marine in a level where you'd just run into her. Though with very limited code knowledge, even if you find Marine, Blaze's dialog stays the same. Mostly just a cute little event that would eventually fuel my desire to add more stuff like this in later versions. So much more...

The first star toad as you can see here ended up being a leftover from a small edit I did when just figuring out dialog edits and stuff. Eventually just ran with the idea of a single stubborn toad who refused to leave when Peach gave the order for every toad to go on vacation for this party.

Even after all the latest versions and dialog rewrites, his has been the only one that's stayed the same since v1. People really have come to love this little asshole.

For the last toad, I ended up choosing a little blue bunny for reason that should be clear: she be my bun bun.

Around early 2020 is when I finally had gotten out of my weird funk about my drawing ability and stuff and finally started getting back into Sonic stuff. Bare with me for a bit for I must go into a tangent into what I've been doing for the past few years before all this.

Near the end of 2019 I started slowly getting back into Sonic AUs and OCs again, a bit of that can be attributed to the Sonic movie and my friend's revigorated interest into that part of the fandom. One of my oldest characters, Mark, was stuck in a weird limbo of being in a Sonic AU and being in an original story for a few years. It reached a point where I just tired of it and shelved him to focus on an entirely new story and characters unrelated to anything I've done before.

Now back to the start of 2020, I actually go out of my way to try and update his design and do some stuff with him.

And we have our new design. I swear one day I'll go into his backstory but I'm dragging on. So where does this rabbit fit in? One of the new story bits I had in mind was that he would find a little rabbit named Katalina and adopt her. Then while he does his adventurin', he would leave her with Vanilla and that's how she would form a bond with Cream and the rest of her family. It's also why she calls Cream "Lil' Sis" in her dialog since she's like slightly older than Cream.

So yeah this hack is based off my AU, which is still mostly just told through these hacks. Don't blame people for getting real confused as to who the heck she is and eventually her adopted pappy. Sorry for the long bit, I rarely get a chance to speak about them as much like this. Speaking of, let's go back to him since that we're now done with the toads.

Changing Yoshi was just like changing the other model though this is the first time changing someone's model who was bigger than the model swapped (in this case it's using Mario's rig on a model that's taller). The best way to describe it is that the root position is off so he's kind of sticking a bit on one side, even if his shadow looks fine. His collision is kind of wonky as a result.

I would end up leaving this for v1 but it is something I would fix down the line. It was just a matter of changing the root point or even moving the rig a bit before exporting. Also noting, Mark here has changed again, with Blaze like fur sticking out instead of the weird white hair flowing from the back. Saved me a lot of effort down the line, lemmie tell ya!

Ya know I guess I should at least show what they're latest designs are. From the ref sheets I got, made by my friend @fudgernutter.

And now time for the big boy. That's right, it's time for Eggman and his Egg Koopa Mk 2!

God, this monster was one of the hardest thing to put together, if only just to uncrumple him so I can apply his textures and fix up the head mesh.

WHY IS YOUR JAW SO FAR APART?! It was one of those that was so bad I had to write down which bone was moved and how much so I don't accidently mess up the whole thing. Gah, it was a mess but as the years have shown me, it was 100% worth the effort.

It wouldn't be the first time messing with Bowser's model and rig, as I did an edit for Super Suwako 64 by turning him into a Cirno cosplayer. Don't mind the missing jaw, had messed up rotating on of the bones. This is what can happen.

The actual design of the EggBowz basically just comes down to "I wanted the robot to look as close as I can with him". So changed the hair to brown, the horn and spikes to gold to match Eggman's buckles, the upper torso is red to match his coat and the lower half is black for his pants and shoes. The mustache model is just his SA1's stache slapped on the front of the nose cause it seemed like something he would do.

Carving a hole into Bowser's head mesh wasn't too hard thankfully and then just repositioning Eggy to look like he's sitting and we're good! Still weird to think that it was initially just a random thought to actually do this but hey that's how half the ideas in his hack have worked out. Shoutouts to Cream nerds on twitter.

And with that, we got every major character swapped out! I suppose the last reoccurring character not mentioned here would be Mips so I'll just stick him at the end here.

Sonic is full of small animal critters so grabbing one of them was perfect for Mips. Ended up grabbing a model of Pocky from I forget either Smash 4 or a mobile game where the animal friends are there (and low poly). Everything here is still the Mips model except for the head obviously. Then just applying Pocky's textures and even connecting his ears so that they're a single mesh.

Whew that's a lot but there's not much else left. Just enemy models, UI stuff and the soundtrack and that's gonna be fun to discuss. Gotta see if I still have spreadsheets of the songs I chose before adding them.

#super cream 64 #sc64 #romhack #super mario 64 #cream the rabbit #blaze the cat #marine the raccoon #mark and katalina tannon #mips #pocky #dr eggman #egg koopa mk 2 #blender #rigging #modeling #road to cream 64

[isabellafoster13]

This idea for a oneshot just popped into my head along with a few others, so I decided to write it.

A RoLu that takes place at the GMG after a StiLu that takes place at the GMG. 

I hope you enjoy!

Too Far, Minerva (Rogue x Lucy)

There was just something about her. The blonde Celestial Spirit Mage that Natsu claimed as his best friend. Rogue couldn't quite put his finger on it, but there was something about her that interested him. That drew him to her. 

He had known who Lucy Heartfilia was since he was a child living on his own after he killed Skaidrum. He had been passing through Crocus, trying to decide which guild he wanted to join. There were three that he had narrowed his sights on, well, actually it was two. Lamia Scale was too weak for his liking. That left two options. 

Fairy Tail or Sabertooth?

Fairy Tail was the obvious choice, it was the strongest in Fiore after all. However, Sabertooth was much more alluring because of how new it was. It was still in its infancy and could easily be shaped into something great by just a few strong mages. Not to mention Fairy Tail was a bit too wild for him.

He made his decision. Sabertooth was the guild for him. 

He continued on his walking. Not much time passed when a woman yelled, "those guys stole from my shop!" 

Rogue turned to see two men running from a small store, a stuffed bag in one of the men's hands. It was clear that the bag was full of stolen money and other items. The young dragon slayer growled, his red eyes narrowing. No way were these guys going to get away with stealing. He rushed forward, preparing to use one of his shadow dragon attacks, when suddenly, a whip shot out and wrapped around man-who-had-the-bag's legs before a strong yank pulled them together, bringing him down in a way that looked to be quite painful. 

Rogue came to a stop and watched with interest. A winsome young woman with blonde hair that resembled the bright rays of sunlight and brown eyes that could easily enchant. She held the whip that was still wrapped around the man's legs as she walked closer to stand on his back, keeping him down. With a look of confidence in her abilities, she looked forward to the man that was still attempting his getaway. She reached into a pouch on her hip and brought out a key. Pointing outwards, she spoke with a strong and clear voice, "Open! Gate of the Lion: Loke!" 

A well-dressed man with wild hair and two tufts that resembled cat-like ears on the top of his head appeared. Seeming to already know why he was summoned, he bounded towards the running man at full speed, easily tackling and pinning him. Once ensuring that the man was unarmed, the well-dressed man dragged the thief to the woman for her to wrap up in rope and be taken away by Crocus' law enforcement authorities. 

"We work very well together, My Princess." The summoned man said, taking the young woman's hand in his and kissing it. The woman rolled her eyes with a humorous smile before pulling her hand away and dismissing the flirting man. She then picked up the bag and handed it to the shop-owning woman that proceeded to thank her profusely, offering the blonde a reward only for the offer to be politely declined. The blonde then continued on her way, acting as though nothing had happened.  

Rogue watched her in amazement. Taking a deep breath through his nose, he managed to catch a whiff of her scent. Strawberries and vanilla. He doubted that he would ever forget that scent. The way the older mage had easily caught both men, and refused a reward after. She brushed it off as though what she had just done was nothing. It may have been nothing to her, but to Rogue, it most certainly wasn't. He had carried on with his traveling, wondering who that woman was and what guild she was a part of. 

His questions were answered just a few weeks later when he sat next to Minerva, the daughter of Sabertooth's Guild Master, and noticed she was reading the latest edition of Sorcerer's Weekly. He peered over her shoulder in curiosity when his eyes widened at what he saw within the pages. 

There was the blonde woman he had seen just a few weeks ago and hadn't been able to stop thinking about since. There was a large picture of her on one page, capturing her beauty perfectly, and on the other page was a written interview with her. Minerva glanced at Rogue. With a slight chuckle and a smile, she asked, "want to read it?" She then handed him the magazine. Blushing, Rogue accepted it and pulled away, reading the interview with no hesitation in an effort to finally relieve his wondering as to the identity of the lovely mage that plagued his thoughts. 

He learned that her name was Lucy Heartfilia, she was a Celestial Spirit Mage, and she was a member of Fairy Tail. He also learned her favorite food, drink, hobby, book, what she loved to do in her free time, what kind of jobs she preferred, and who her favorite guildmates were. The more he read about her, the more enthralled he was by her. He quickly came to the decision that he had to meet her. 

He just had to meet her one day. 

Just a year later, Rogue had yet to give up on his determination to meet Lucy one day. He also had yet to get her off of his mind. It confused him. Why did he think about her so often when he didn't even know her. He never spoke to her. She never looked at him. So, why was his head filled with thoughts of her? Why did the mere thought of sitting beside her in silence make his stomach feel funny and his face feel hot? These occurrences were strange and new, but not unpleasant. He wished he knew someone that he could talk to about his predicament, but the very idea of such a thing made his stomach churn with uneasiness. He didn't even think he could put into words what he was feeling, much less make sense of whatever advice or explanation the hypothetical person he had gone to would come up with. He concluded on his own that he would stop having these odd feelings once he met her. He wasn't sure how that worked, or even what he would say to Lucy once he met her, but he had convinced himself that meeting her was the solution, so he become more determined to meet her one day. He wouldn't seek her out, that might seem a bit strange and put her off. Instead, he would wait for when their paths crossed. Rogue was a patient boy, which meant he would be fine with tolerating these oddly warm and pleasant feelings until the day he could get rid of them came. 

He just had to wait.

His hopes of meeting Lucy and saying goodbye to these feelings were dashed against the metaphorical jagged rocks of a cliffside when he saw Yukino standing right in front of the guild doors. Rogue was just returning from a job. His mind was of course filled to the brim with thoughts of Lucy. He had been staring at the ground before him in confusion, trying to push down the heat on his cheeks and ignore the fluttering feeling in his stomach. Suddenly, he caught a strong whiff of mint and lavender. 

That was Yukino's scent. It was unmistakable, he had smelled it so often from her always hanging around him, Sting, and a few of their other friends. However, there was another smell mixing with her natural scent. Salt.

He looked up at Sabertooth's doors to see little Yukino standing there. Tears were streaming down her face as she clutched a newspaper in her small hands as if she would die if she loosed her grip even a tiny bit. Rogue quickened his pace, thoughts of Lucy pushed to the back of his mind while the heat on his cheeks and the fluttering feeling in his stomach both died down. Something happened, and he had to find out what it was. 

He stopped in front of Yukino, asking in a low voice that was laced with concern while his face only slightly reflected his worry, "what's wrong?" 

Yukino sniffled and pushed the newspaper into his chest. Rogue took it in his hands, confusion clear on his face. He looked at Yukino. silently asking for some sort of explanation. When she only said "read the top article" he pulled the newspaper out to read. His eyes widened in shock and tears began to threaten to spill as he forced himself to read the news article. 

The main members of Fairy Tail had gone to Tenroujima Island for their S-Class Trials. Some mysterious event happened to cause the whole island with everybody on it to disappear without a single trace. The Magic Council had sent out numerous search parties, including the remaining members of Fairy Tail, but all have been unsuccessful. The boy's red eyes scanned the list of names. Lucy couldn't have been on that island! She just couldn't have been!

The boy felt his heart break when he spotted Lucy's name. She was gone. She disappeared. Likely dead from the looks of it. Rogue couldn't believe what he had just learned. He read the article again. And again. And again. Silently willing the words to change and show something else. He offered a silent prayer that this was all a bad dream as he rolled up his sleeve and pinched himself, hard enough to leave a bruise. When he didn't jolt awake in his soft bed, in an apartment he shared with his best friend, Sting, he knew that this was all really happening. 

He let the newspaper drop to the ground. Tears began to leak from his eyes and run down his cheeks. He knew they were there, but he didn't care enough to brush them away or hide his face. He stared at the fallen newspaper, hearing Yukino begin to sob, but not fully processing it. Of course she was devastated as well. She made no secret of the fact that she looked up to and admired Lucy. It was because of her admiration of the Fairy Tail celestial wizard that she became a celestial wizard herself. 

Rogue spiraled into a daze. For once since seeing Lucy for the first time no thoughts flooded his head. He turned on his heel and walked away. Seeming to be in a trance, he made his way to the apartment he shared with Sting and trudged all the way into his room. He flopped on his bed, not bothering to turn on the lights, pull back the covers, or even kick off his shoes. He simply pulled his knees to his chest and allowed his confused grief and heartbreak to make themselves known through his sobs. 

His mind was blank. His chest hurt. He wanted to reach out to Lucy and wrap his arms around her, secure in the knowledge that she was still there. She was still alive and well. He wanted to spend as much time as he could with her, talking or even in silence. He wanted to...to...to what? What did he want? He didn't know then, and still, in the throes of this despair that he couldn't make sense of, he didn't know what he wanted. He didn't know why he was so taken with that blonde mage from another guild. He didn't know why he daydreamed about her so much. He didn't know why he also thought about her. He didn't know why he wanted her or what he wanted her for. 

He wanted her to be here with him. To hold him and whisper soothing words to him. He wanted to wrap his arms around her and never let go. He wanted to be with her in a way that he could name. 

What was going on with him? Why was this young woman so important to him? So many questions that he will likely never get the answers to. So many feelings that now that she's gone, he will likely never get rid of. 

He cried himself to sleep that night with only one thought on his mind, if Lucy was no longer alive, then what reason did he have for remaining in this world? 

It had been seven years since she disappeared. Seven years since Rogue lost the woman he had fallen in love with. 

Yes. Rogue had fallen in love with Lucy.

It had taken him a few years, but he finally figured out what those feelings meant and why he was so devastated. 

He had fallen in love with her. 

And even seven years later, he was still in love with her. He was just as in love with Lucy as he was when he was barely into his pubescent years. 

He had given up hope of seeing her again, of telling her that he loved her. He had accepted the fact that he would be single for the rest of his life because he was sure that he couldn't love any other woman the way he loved Lucy. Call him foolish for being so in love with a woman that never even looked at him, much less was aware of his existence. That was how it was. His feelings hadn't changed one bit these past seven years and he highly doubted they would ever change. 

Just before the Grand Magic Games, he and Sting had gotten into a verbal altercation with Natsu. During the confrontation, there was only one thought on his mind. If Natsu was still alive, then did that mean Lucy was too? He kept an eye out for the blonde while keeping up his berating of the Fire Dragon Slayer. It wasn't long until he smelled that lovely scent he had been longing to smell again, if just one more time. Vanilla and Strawberries. That was definitely Lucy's scent. He was sure that nobody else in Fiore, or even Earthland, had that scent. 

Lucy soon joined in, taking her best friend's side. Rogue was astonished. Predictably, she hadn't aged a bit. He tried not to stare, but it was incredibly difficult. She was even more breathtaking up close. He kept his attention on the other two dragon slayers, hoping that doing so would help him restrain himself from taking her in his arms and spilling his heart out to her. He stole a few glances at her, marveling at the fact that she was really here. She was alive. 

She was gone again too quickly. 

Before he knew it, she and the idiot flame-head had walked away. He watched them go, feining a look of hatred when in actuality it was jealousy. He hated how Natsu wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer to him. The act left a bitter feeling in his stomach and made him wish that he could take the other dragon slayer's place. He silently prayed to whatever deity was out there that he would soon get his chance to speak with her. He also offered an additional prayer that Lucy wasn't dating that idiot best friend of hers. She could do so much better, that he was certain of. 

The Naval Battle arrived sooner than Rogue expected, and he wished that it hadn't been a part of the Grand Magic Games at all. He had spent that whole of the games watching Lucy. Simply watching her. He was captivated by her beauty. He was amazed by her strong fighting. He was impressed by her resilience. He was also enraged by Flare, that woman from Raven Tail. Lucy was cheated, he could tell. He wanted to beat that woman into the ground, and then her teammates, and then the judges. He managed to keep his cool, but it was a challenge. 

He watched in renewed fury as Minerva beat Lucy mercilessly. It was obviously torture. How could the judges allow this to go on for so long? Lucy's keys were taken from her, which meant she was defenseless. 

Rogue gritted his teeth, trying to hold himself back, trying to push down the urge to attack Minerva and protect Lucy. He closed his eyes in an attempt to stop seeing the brutality, but he could still see it behind his eyelids. He looked to his teammates. To his disgust, they were enjoying it. His nose wrinkled slightly, signifying his aforementioned disgust. How could his guildmates become like this? How could his guild become like this? He didn't think he wanted to be a part of Sabertooth anymore. Not if it was going to be this sadistic and cruel. 

He looked back to the water sphere. To his horror, Lucy was falling to the ground, beaten and unconscious. He tensed, trying to resist the urge to jump to her rescue. To his relief and jealousy, Natsu and Gray had managed to catch her. He watched in sorrow and anger as Lucy was taken away for medical attention and as her teammates begin to confront Minerva, only to be met with Sting, Rufus, and Orga. 

He screwed his eyes shut. He found it increasingly difficult to restrain himself. He felt a small tapping on his leg. Opening his eyes and looking down, he saw Frosch smiling up at him. He only told his small exceed about Lucy, not even Sting knew. Frosch spoke with a large smile, "go on, Rogue. She'll probably give you a chance if you stand up for her." 

Rogue stared at the exceed in shock at what he said. After a few moments, he looked back down at the Fairies and Sabers that were butting heads. Hearing everything that was being said, he quickly lost all restraint he had. 

The Shadow Dragon Slayer stood up and jumped down, making his way to his teammates once his feet hit the ground. The confrontation stopped when the group of mages noticed him. With a cold and clearly pissed-off look on his face and a menacing aura surrounding him, Rogue approached. Sting grinned, speaking in his obnoxiously loud voice that he always spoke in when he was excited and itching for a fight, "alright! Rogue! It's about time you join us! Let's show these Fairies who is the strongest guild now!" 

Rogue ignored him, keeping his eyes locked on Minerva, who was observing him with an emotionless expression while an intimidated look was clear in her eyes. The dragon slayer swiftly drew back his fist and swung. His fist connected with Minerva's jaw before she could react, knocking her to the ground. 

The rest of the mages watched the assault in shock, a few releasing a shocked gasp. Minerva sat up, her hand resting on the spot on her face where she had been punched. She looked up at Rogue, her expression having changed to confusion and shock. Rogue glared down at her as he growled in a dark and cold tone, "you went too far, Minerva! You tortured Lucy! That was unnecessary! You are a strong mage but a horrible person! It's no wonder that the whole guild hates you! Everyone who has ever loved you was wrong!" 

He then turned to follow the way the medical team had taken Lucy, intent on seeing if she was okay and to wait for her to wake up so he could finally meet her, like he had dreamed of. As he passed by Lucy's team, Sting called after him in anger, "Rogue! What the hell got into you?"

Rogue stopped walking and turned slightly to glare back at Sting. The blonde dragon slayer shrank back a little, having seen that chilling glare of Rogue's before but never been on the receiving end. The Shadow Dragon Slayer answered, once again in a dark and cold tone of voice, "I have neither the time nor the crayons to explain it to you." He then turned back and continued his way to Lucy, Frosch having flown down to his side, and began walking right beside him. 

Rogue was going to plant himself right beside Lucy and never let anybody move him. He lost once her, he wasn't going to lose her again. 

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I'm sorry if this oneshot and "Remember Me?" are too similar. I didn't intend to make them so similar, it just kinda happened. 

#fairy tail #lucy heartfilia #rogue cheney #rogue x lucy #rolu #sting eucliffe #frosch #mentions of several characters #child rogue #gmg #grand magic games #canon divergence #canon typical violence #naval battle

[all-the-heart-you-cannot-see]

Just me, reviewing yet another teen drama, Fate: the winx saga edition.

The highlights of the season for me were Musa and Riven, Flora finally making an appearence and the friendship between Stella a Beatrix.

Now onto the plot, i think it was a solid idea, it carried on from season one with the Aster Dell thing and i can kinda see the point of Sebastian, he's just too much of a caricature evil to inspire anything else. I did thought it was weird at the end the rest of the blood witches just....left, like, what the fuck lol, felt like a lazy way to tie up loose ends, like yeah their leader is gone but surely those people still want their loved oned back. Also i have beef with however is tasked with designing their transformations, theres no outfit change, the wings look werid once the montage is over and i hate that its probably because they want to give it "realism" ITS A SHOW ABOUT MAGICAL FARIES RICHARD, GIVE THEM SPARKLY OUTFITS.

Into the characters!

Bloom is not my favorite, she's okay, not bad for a main character, just a bit repetitive. It did bother me at the end when she told sky he was the most important person in her life when i think through out the season she had more meaningul scenes with her friends than with him. And their relationship is kind of not it, they have awful comunkcation and when she confromts him about it he says he doesnt tell her about his problems because she is the answer which, ok cute honey but you need comunication for a relationship to work. Idk, they are very vanilla but, they could be written better.

Sky's struggles made for an interesting arc this season, he went through some pretty fucked up shit and it sucks that the season ended for him with his girlfriend basically unaliving herself as far as he is concerned. One thing i like about this show is that no character has as a motivation only his love interest which is why i appreciate they gave Sky something to do this season besides Bloom. Im interested to see how he handles his loss next season.

I cannot stress enough how much i liked Musa this season, i love how they handle her relationship with her powers and she and Riven finally interacting made my freaking week. I hope they let her keep training to be an Specialist next season and i hope somebody gets the idea of giving a combat magic class, its kind of ridiculous a room full of fairies with different types of magic couldnt come up with a plan to try an scape and instead waited patiently to be rescued while being drained one by one.

Riven, Riven, Riven. His fallout with Beatrix and Dane was kind of inevitable, i do love myself some badass female grey character but relationships without affective responsability are doomed from the begining, it was definitely something while it lasted. I like the little moments when you realize he isnt a complete asshole, like when he brought each girl a drink that suited their taste or when he explained to Musa that it wasnt that he didnt want to train her because she was a woman, but because they were on the brink of war and it was dangerous for her. He cares, and i care about him, i just want him a Musa to be a happy couple.

Terra's personality annoys me so much lol, i know a girl just like her in really life and it annoys the shit out of me when i know something is right and she comes acting like she knows best and everybody elses work is mediocre, this is unrelated to the writing of her character really, is just an unfortunate coincidence. Her coming out arc was nice and her scenes with the specialist were kind of sweet but i dont think they have chemestry with each other. There's not much more to say about her, she isnt my favorite character and i doubt she'll grow on me but thats nobody's fault.

AISHAAAAAA, i like her a lot, i think they could've given her more scenes with Grey. Like at the end she tells him he lied to her for months and....i dont think we even got a scene of them just...hanging out besides the one where they kissed, i would've loved to see more of their relationship on screen and i would like for them to explore what he told her the day they left the pub about her not having to carry the weight of her friends, she is the smartest but she should allow herself to be a teen (this goes for every one of those poor girls, if Sebastian had any good point, it was the fact that they should be enjoying their lives as teenagers).

Stella, i know we all miss the og cartoon Stella, but if they were going to change her character i dont think this is that bad of a change. I mean the image of her back covered in blood because she was trying to get rid of the gem was heartbreaking and she has had good progress with letting people in and forming genuine bonds with the girls, i enjoyed her friendship with Beatrix, hope they bring her back.

Flora is a 10/10 would recomend, badass bitch all the way, i dont think the show gave her all the praise that she needed, she literally took on dozens of magic sucking thingies to save everybody without a second thought, Bloom was ready to risk it all for 17 y/o boy next door but Flora was out here bringing the brains AND the muscle, they need to thank her appropietly. I also like that she is between nerdy and an extrovert, i feel like we only get those types of characters as a popular girl is secretly smart, Flora is just smart and outgoing and confident and its refreshing.

I support womens rights, but most importantly, i support Beatrix's wrongs. She was raised by Rosalind and Andreas and their dubious morals, she lost her father, her emotional suport boytoys and got pushed aside by the woman she thought would helo her discover more things about herself, i cant imagine feeling that alone and i 100% understand her actions. Hope they bring her back next season.

Thats all, ill watch next season, its a shame we were depruved of sparkly fairy outfits, but i doubt that'll change.

#fate: the winx saga #winx flora #winx musa #winx stella #winx bloom #winx aisha #winx terra

[lacefuneral]

Hello! List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox of the last ten people that reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers :D ❤️

yey! first ask game in a while, ty

1. I really like roses. Like, I wouldn't necessarily say that it's my Favorite Flower, but its one that I think is pretty and smells nice and tastes nice when used in foods. So any time I encounter something with rose in it I'm like !!!!! And then, ofc it's a flower that is mostly associated with love, so I think that's very sweet. Also, rather than taking up another answer slot: this is true of vanilla as well. Love the smell and taste of vanilla, and I rather obnoxiously have it in everything. Lotions, body-washes, body spray, perfume. So imagine my blog smelling like both of these things.

2. I love skirts, and I have a few of them. I don't wear them very often, but it makes me happy when I do. I miss dresses a lot. Before I transitioned I had a ton of cheap sundresses. And I'd like to get some again someday.

3. Making things makes me happy. It's hard with chronic pain, executive function issues. But the act of drawing, or making collage, or editing a video, or writing a poem - it feels very freeing. Especially if what I was working on was especially challenging. I think that's one of the reasons I miss college so much. I miss carving linoleum, swiping ink through silk screens, developing photographs in the dark room. I even miss ceramics, even though it was a medium I struggled with and wasn't the most pleasant for me sensory-wise. Like, I tried to sculpt a TV, but the form became all lopsided because I wasn't very skilled, and I ended up really liking it as it was. Like a sort of surreal, melting, Dalí sort of thing. And I leaned into that when I painted it.

4. Curating things. Probably due to an autism/OCD intersection. I love love love making playlists, running sideblogs where I collate a bunch of different art or photos together, making pinterest boards, assembling gifts for friends and family, putting outfits together (when I have the energy), customizing my blog themes, etc. - I love it so much when I have disparate objects or concepts and I connect them. Probably why collage as an art form has always been something I enjoy.

5. Supporting independent artists/small businesses. Not just because I Acquire Object, but because I feel like I'm helping someone instead of my money going to a faceless corporation run by a billionaire. It especially makes me feel emotional when I buy from other trans artists. Like "whoa, you and I are in different parts of the world and despite our physical distance we share a fundamental part of ourselves and you made this item with your own two hands and now it is in my hands. and i will treasure it forever."

#replies #anonymous #ask game

[againtodreaming]

heyy, for the weirder ask game :3

how do you take your coffee?

what type of person are you?

what kind of day is it?

Thank you so much, Johnny!! <333

so this is really late and answers under the cut bc it turned out so long, sorry!!

Complicated answer bc I actually don't really drink coffee? Ashdjdksj. Like, putting aside the fact that I need to do a special diet due to a disease and the special diet prohibits coffee, I never really liked coffee, too bitter for me (^◇^；). But, I do drink it sometimes when I need to stay awake really late to do homework/study (which technically breaks my diet but I can technically break it once a month plus, emergency situation). Those times I drink it with coconut milk, either coconut/maple/agave syrup or coconut sugar (small amount bc I don't like it when drinks are too sweet), and vanilla.

Type of person...hmm...I'm a human person? Wait, let me think...((went to ask some of my siblings this for some inspiration, one said that i'm "boring (not my fault none of my siblings like to read 🙄), overthinks every little thing all the time (unfortunately true, although during the last year I've just started to being really direct and open to try to avoid spiraling too much), and passionate (she was clearly refraining from bringing up all the times i have annoyed her by talking non-stop about whatever fandom i'm obsessed at the moment or about my wips asdfghj) (she also added later "sighs a lot" which like?!? she's the one who delights on annoying me?!? on purpose!?!) " another one just agreed with boring and then said smth i'm still trying to figure out bc she refused to elaborate so now i'm really confused, and another one just said "you are a Mila" which, okay, at least that answer had more originality than the 2nd one lol))...this is why typology is useful lmao. Okay!! ...this is getting too long ay, sorry, finishing this, I would say I'm trying to go back to being a person after becoming a complete disaster and just not living at all except inside my head basically all my teenage years (which coincided with moving countries, yippee/s) (the moving countries thing was actually the main factor why i was too overwhelmed and other stuff to be able to deal with real life at all lol) (don't get me wrong, i'm really grateful for the moving countries thing, it was just really tough and still dealing with it). Always felt like I didn't fit in during my whole childhood (i did have a good group of friends tho) and that feeling just got super amplified after moving countries lol. All my old friends have remarked that I tend to be really quiet and shy at first (was literally the quietest in class, even the other shy girls opened up by the end of primary school) but after we have known each other for a while, I become super talkative (...I also tend to talk really fast asdfghj, so many amazed comments or complains or pls could u slow down's 😅) (i don't really notice when i go fast unless i've taken coffee bc then, i do go SUPER fast and i have no idea how to slow down) (if possible, i tend to speed up any video I'm watching to 1.5x or 1.75 or 2.0x) (my sister complains that i'm messing up the songs by doing that lol) (...at this point, i feel like i need to add that i'm also the type of person who doesn't know how to get to the point fast and just goes in a huge messy doodle of a labyrinth as a road to get to the point and the journey is usually necessary to my efforts to illustrate the point bc if not, smth would feel like it's missing ig?? i have no idea how to articulate myself fast and concise anyway, so envious of the people who can, so apologies for the huge paragraph asdfghj) (i either talk too little or too much, have tried somewhere to fall somewhere in between but just didn't work, felt too edited and not genuine)

What kind of day it is…I don't know if you have ever tried to surf, I never really learned learned, but my dad did try to teach me a little of it one summer in Peru (with the small waves and a small swimming board), and it was a lot of try and fail and whenever we did it wrong, the wave would yank you and you needed to hold your breath and like, protect yourself ofc, but you also needed to just surrender to the force of the wave and let yourself being spun around until you were close enough to the most shallow part with sand and only then, you were able to force yourself to a stop and stand up. So yeah, that feeling of being dragged underneath the water, where everything feels so fast but slow and blurry and blue and out of your control but the world keeps moving, spinning, pushing you forward, and really, you just need to let the wave finish its course before you are back to the surface where everything feels more real-crisp-sunlight bright and you are finally able to pause long enough to catch your breath…it's sort of like that this week. The wave will pass though.

#asks #mila habla

[emptylittlebug]

6/19/23

238.0

In: Adderall, Wellbutrin, McDonald’s large vanilla iced coffee (230), pizza rolls (420), ranch (140) 790

Out: 10,274 steps. Fitbit says -2816

Total: -2026

Today:

I woke up feeling awful. My whole body aches. I hate this adjustment part. If I want to stop going through it the only answer is to stop giving up and just keep going.

I got the coffee to hopefully help the aches. I feel like I got hit by a car… I’m going to need some Tylenol if it doesn’t work. I can’t spend my day feeling like this. Ughhh.

Also have a stuffy nose. Did I mention I hate this adjustment part?… ugh.

Can’t give in. Can’t stop. Won’t stop. I’m too obese to be having these side effects of… “eating less”.

Edit:

It’s 9pm. I stopped feeling terrible about an hour after I made that update.

I had a pretty chill day.

Got 3 hours of overtime for work! Pretty excited about that.

My daughter is insisting I lay with her until she falls asleep (she’s 6) so I’ll finish my 10k steps later.

I can’t believe I’m not even the tiniest bit hungry.

— just venting about life and money for the rest of this so skip if you want —

Since I worked 3 hours over I didn’t get any crocheting done today. I’m not happy about that. But maybe I can get something made before I go to bed tonight. Not many more days until the craft show. Plus my stores aren’t selling much at all because they are so empty. I need to worry about the stores more than I do the shows. Idk why I don’t.

Today I spent a while looking on Zillow for houses. Problem is… idk where I want to live. Since my job is remote I can literally move anywhere I want to. But.. I can’t afford the houses I want in the areas I want to be in lmao. I thought about moving back home (an hour and a half away) but my kids dad just moved down here to be closer to them and he’s been helping out SO much I’d hate to mess that up. I do want to be down here. I do Not want to stay because of him or move closer to him. I do like it around here. I’ve only lived her for about 18 months. I do not feel safe in the part of the city I live in and we definitely have outgrown a 3bedroom apartment. Myself and an almost 14 year old son, 10 year old son, 8 year old son, and 6 year old daughter. Right now I have my room, the 14 and 10 year old share a room, and the 8 and 6 year old share a room. But the 14 year old NEEDS his own room. Puberty and all that. So I’ve been looking for a 4 bedroom for us. Moving to another apartment or rental is not an option unfortunately.

I either need a huge increase in income or I need a lot more saved up than I have currently to afford a 4 bedroom around here in a better part of town/the city.

I think that’s why I worry so much about the shows. It’s a lot of money in 1 day instead of a steady way lower amount of money monthly.

I need the steady. But I also want the lump sum to throw into savings faster.

I need more hours in the day.

My work did tell me today I can get up to 10 hours of overtime per week if I want them until they tell us differently. I could definitely use that extra $270/week! Hopefully I’ll stay disciplined enough to throw all the extra in savings. We will see I guess. I’m bad about wanting to throw it on credit card debt, which isn’t bad, but i really need it in savings right now.

I guess I’m more stressed about that than I realized. Damn.

I did find a house back home I could easily afford and it has everything we’re looking for. But. It’s back home.

I think I need to see a therapist again. For the first time in my life my anger is starting to get out of control. I’ve never been an angry person. But it seems like I go from a 3 to a 10 in a finger snap lately. I’m worried what that’s doing to my kids learning/development. I don’t want them to have any more anger issues than they already do… I really really need to work on it and I need some strategies and help. I had to give up therapy when I moved here. I miss my old therapist. I don’t think she’s still working there though, I looked her up on fb (I already know 😂) and it says she works at the school system now. I thought about texting her and just saying hey but I realized I only have her work cell number and it might not still be her number. I would be absolutely crushed if I texted it and someone wrote back they weren’t her. Idk.

Well I think my daughter is asleep now. Off to do 7.2k steps I go!

[azlrse]

Hello, I've been reading your fanfics it's fantastic, I love work. Is it okay if I could request headcannons for Herb, Red Velvet or Pure Vanilla reacting to their their newly born/freshly baked child they just had with their s/o?? Maybe Herb and s/o giving their child a plant based name? It's okay if you don't do this request, or if don't do all the characters listed, but thank you for reading my request! Have a good day/night! :)

Our Freshly Baked Cookie (Herb Cookie/Red Velvet Cookie x GN Cookie!Reader Hcs)

CW: parenthood and fluff, fluff, fluff!!!

A/N: why am I soften up when cookie babies are refered as 'freshly baked cookies'? It's so cute!!

Also edited some parts cause a user just explained how cookie babies were created. Thank you so much!!

Licorice and Almond ver.

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Red Velvet Cookie 🌹

Alright, I know that this guy wasn't fond of having children of his own.

He sees more of his cakes as his own children and doesn't like the cries of a baby.

But his mind changed when you came along, his loving s/o that made their way into his cold stone heart.

The two of you have been dating for a while and despite the ups and downs in the relationship, you two are eventually married (with Dark Enchantress's blessing of course).

It didn't take long for you that you longed to have kids of your own.

You and your husband didn't planned on having a child nor Red Velvet was fond of kids so this made you scared.

After he comes home from a busy day, he would talk about his day but was a bit confused when you became quiet and a bit scared.

"Dear, what's wrong? You've been quieter than usual?"

You carresed your hand a bit and mumbled a short answer.

"I didn't get it, darling. Do you have a stomach ache? Is the jellies I brought it didn't taste well?"

You couldn't hold on to your secret anymore. Your husband deserves to know the truth about you.

"Umm, I want to have a child with you, love and I understand if you don't want one.."

You were kinda upset and embarrassed at that point, embracing for the screams of anger and disappointment your husband's about to bestow upon you.

But it didn't happen, Red Velvet hugs you tightly and spun you around in happiness.

"Are we gonna be parents?! Like no joke, are we having a baby cookie?!"

You nodded happily, causing him to hug you tightly.

"I can't wait to meet the little one, I'm sure that Chiffon and the others would love to have a sibling."

He really did a great job on taking care of you, bringing home some items that you craved so much such as tart pies and jellies.

I would imagine the cakes would snuggle around you if you visited his workplace, that memory imprinted Red Velvet's mind forever.

He even told his allies that him and his lover was expecting a new member of the family. Everyone congratulated the both of you, including Dark Enchantress herself.

When the freshly baked cookie came into Earthbread, Red Velvet was crying tears of happiness. Like I'm not kidding, the strong and fierce Red Velvet Cookie cried at the sight of his newborn son.

The little one was wrapped in a white blanket and he has a small patch of red and white hair and your eyes.

Red Velvet even offered to carry his son while you rested on the comfy and warm bed.

"So, what are you gonna name our little angel?"

"How about Red Peppermint Cookie? Just like his dear father." You spoke as your husband brought back the freshly baked cookie to his crib and hugged you.

"Thank you so much for bringing me happiness. I love you so much, dear."

You giggled while placing a kiss on his head.

"I love you too, Red Velvet."

Herb Cookie 🌱

This cookie is fond of kids! Yes, Herb really loves kids.

Before the two of you got married, you knew that he loves it when the youngsters would visit his garden.

He even stared at the young baby crying one time at the park.

After some time after tying the not with your former boyfriend, now husband, you were excited to tell Herb that there's going to be a new member of the family.

You had a brilliant idea when it comes to surprising your husband that he's going to be a dad.

Buying his most favorite plant and finding a vase that says "Best dad ever!"

"You brought me my favorite plant, my rose. What's the special occasion?"

"Look at the pot, dear."

Long story short, he passed out in happiness as soon as he finds out about the newly found news.

Hands down the best husband ever.

He would offer you some herbal tea if you're tired.

Would love to accompany you when you go out either for walks or to buy something from the market.

Both your friends and cookie peers would congratulate the both of you and wishes the two of you luck for your upcoming parenthood.

I'm gonna say that he's advancing buying small dresses and baby shoes for his newborn. He loves spoiling his first born.

During the baking of your newborn, Herb was really worried for you.

Also passes out when he heard the baby's cries. Which several of his friends came rushing to take him to a nearby seat.

Herb was in awe when he finally saw his daughter for the first time, wrapped in a pink fluffy blanket.

Dark green hair and your eye color, the perfect combination of her parents.

"What's her name, my rose?"

You're about to speak but was cut off when your daughter cried.

Both of you are trying to calm her down when a piece of a rosemary plant landed on the top of your daughter's forehead.

The plant's scent calmed her down and proceeded to fall asleep once again

Herb and his spouse looked at each other and an idea formed in their head.

"How about Rosemary?"

"Rosemary Cookie..sounds like a perfect name, my rose." <3

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[skinnyducky]

i only have eyes for you // v.h.

a/n i was listening to this song and i got this idea. considering im a whore for drama, i figured...why not spice it up a bit (you’ll understand once you read)? so, i hope you all enjoy :)))))))

vinnie hacker x fem!reader

link to part 2

Word Count: 2024, slightly edited

WARNING: language, mentions of alcohol, partying, and i think that’s all

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Vinnie hadn’t been at Bryce’s party for more than a half a minute and already people were feigning for him. They all talked a good game and pulled their top tricks but in the end, they all failed. It wasn’t anything against them per se, it was just Vinnie had his eyes set on someone else. Someone no one could hold a candle to; Y/n.

He’d been looking for her ever since he came into the Hall residence. He found her glued to the wall, sipping on whatever alcohol resided in her red solo cup. It was obvious she had been there for a while, maybe even an hour, awaiting someone’s arrival. As much as Vinnie wanted it to be his…it wasn’t. He knew who she’d been waiting for, and it was the very person standing next to him. His best friend, Jett.

Y/n’s eyes roamed the party before landing on the two boys coming her way. She smiled, waving at them. Just seeing her, all happy and excited, made Vinnie melt. But that feeling washed away the minute he remembered he wasn’t the reason she was cheesing.

“Baby,” she squealed, chucking herself into Jett’s arms. “I’ve been waiting for you for like…ever!” The dark-haired boy grinned, pecking her nose. She then retreated from Jett’s embrace before wrapping her arms around her BF’s BFF. “Hey, Vin.” Y/n greeted, the sound of her voice awakening the butterflies in his stomach.

He laced his arms around her waist, basking in the smell of her perfume. It was a floral scent with hints of vanilla and a base note of what could be described as cinnamon. It was so intoxicating, Vinnie wanted to hold onto her forever. Unfortunately, he couldn’t as she pulled away and went back to leaning against the wall.

“So, what’s up?” She asked, taking a drink.

“Not much,” Jett answered, moving next to his girlfriend. “But I think we should be asking you that question. Why’re you here so early? I told you we weren’t gonna come until after nine.”

Y/n shrugged, “Wanted to surprise you I guess. Plus, if I had gotten here later the drinks would’ve been nearly empty.”

“Makes sense.” Jett laughed. Y/n turned to Vinnie and repeated her question, adding “…you seem like you don’t wanna be here.”

Vinnie merely nodded before taking his place on the other side of her. “Eh, not a party person. I was even thinking of turning around on the drive here. But then Jett kept going on and on about how we had to come because he couldn’t leave you here by yourself. So, I decided to come anyway.”

“Awe, Jett.” Y/n giggled, swatting him on his shoulder. She then returned her attention to Vinnie. “I’m glad little ol’ me was able to convince you to come.”

It was the truth, but not the whole truth. It wasn’t Jett’s cries that made Vinnie rethink his decision to head back home, it was the thought of seeing Y/n. Honestly, the only reason why he even came was that he’d knew he’d get to see her, spend time with her, and sunbathe in the light that accompanied her.

“Yeah, you were definitely the reason,” Vinnie replied, shooting the her a wink. However, the gesture flew right over her head as she went to talk to Jett. While the young couple chatted amongst themselves, Vinnie just stood there staring at the back of Y/n’s head. Even that looked perfect to him.

He knew it was wrong to feel this way towards his best friend’s girlfriend, but he couldn’t help it. Y/n was just so different from anyone else. She was captivating, ethereal, and the rarest gem of them all. Yet, she was unattainable. Vinnie didn’t know what was more painful; the fact that he was in love with his best friend’s girl or the fact that his best friend was with the girl of his dreams.

Vinnie was so busy thinking about Y/n that he was unaware of the fact that she was calling his name. “Vinnie!” She giggled, her voice towering over the loud trap music. “What’s going on with you?”

“W-What?”

Y/n snickered, “I was trying to tell you that Jett said he went to go get something to drink. He tried to ask if you wanted anything, but you were too busy staring off into space. You were so far gone, you even ignored that chick who walked up to you.”

“Oh.” Vinnie awkwardly rubbed the back of his head. Thank goodness Y/n hadn’t caught on to the fact that he was staring at her.

“Speaking of romance, when are you gonna get with someone? I know it’s gotta be exhausting third-wheeling when we hang out and stuff.” Y/n questioned, nudging Vinnie with her elbow and wiggling her eyebrows.

Vinnie chuckled, staring down at his sneakers as he shook his head. “I honestly don’t know.”

“What do you mean you don’t know?” Y/n laughed. “Wait…is there already someone?”

Even with the absence of light, Y/n could still see the red tint that painted Vinnie’s cheeks. She gasped, squealing with excitement as she jumped up and down. “There is someone isn’t there? I want names, I want birthdays, I even want social security. Who is this special person?”

“I-I…um,” Vinnie stuttered. He didn’t know what to say, and no excuse could come to mind. He couldn’t lay it out there that she was the special person, that’d be the end of the world. He just had to stay ambiguous; keep it cool. “It’s nothing.”

“Vinnie, tell me.”

“Okay yes, I do like someone…but it’s never gonna happen. Like, never in a million years.”

“And why is that?”

“Let’s just say…due to a series of unfortunate events, we could never be together. And, if we did get together…people would be pissed. I’m not talking about ‘get over it in a day or two’ pissed, but ‘I’m going to break your fucking skull’ pissed.”

Y/n gasped, “Wow, sounds like some Romeo and Juliet shit.” She sighed, dragging her finger around the rim of her cup. “I don’t think you should care about what people think.”

“What?”

“I don’t think you should care about what people think,” she repeated. “Life is too short to just play it safe, worrying about not offending people. If you truly want her, go for it. If there’s a real connection between you two, then that tops whatever the fuck people have to say. Be brave, Vinnie. Go for what you want.”

At this point, Vinnie was grinning from ear to ear. “You think so?”

“I do.” Y/n stated before passing him her drink. “Now, I don’t know what the hell is taking Jett so long, but this drink is starting to hit, and I have to pee. If he comes back before me, tell him I’m in the bathroom.” She made her exit and headed towards the bathroom, leaving Vinnie to soak in the advice she gave him.

Y/n had a point. If Vinnie wanted Y/n, he had to go for it. Though there was a high chance that this could go south. He was sure had Y/n known she was the one he was talking about she’d give him very different advice—or a stern talking to. But her words meant something. He was going to have to take his chances…no matter what happens.

He straightened himself up, placing Y/n’s cup in the hands of the stranger next to him and followed after her. Running up to the bathroom door, he knocked on it.

“Ocupado!” Y/n shouted.

“Y/n, it’s Vinnie.”

It was quiet and then Vinnie heard the toilet flush and the sound of running water. Within seconds, the door opened revealing a confused Y/n. “What’s wrong? Did something happen to Jett? Please don’t tell me he pulled a muscle trying to breakdance. I told him he needed to stop watching Step Up. It makes him think he’s the world’s greatest dancer.”

“No, no…it’s not that. I need to talk to you.”

“Cool, we can talk on the way to the wall.” Just as Y/n was about to leave the bathroom, Vinnie stopped her. “You good?”

“I need to talk to you in private.”

“Oh,” She chuckled, dragging him into the bathroom. While she shut the door behind her, Vinnie paced around trying to form his words, hoping he won’t sound like an idiot. “Everything alright?”

Vinnie sighed, fiddling with his fingers. “Yeah, it’s just…you know how you said if I like this girl then I should go for it?” Y/n nodded, waiting for him to continue. “And how I shouldn’t care what people think?”

“I do remember saying that.”

“Well, this is me going for it.” Vinnie said, much to the confusion of Y/n.

She gave him a puzzled look, clearly not understanding what he meant. “What are you talking about?”

Vinnie felt his stomach churn as he found himself not knowing what to say. He didn’t know if it was the nerves or the fact that he was alone with Y/n, but whatever it was…it had him tongue-tied. “Vin, you good?” Y/n asked, steadily moving towards him. The more she got closer, the faster Vinnie’s stomach spun. The feeling was so unfamiliar to him, and it scared him. He needed to rid himself of it, but he couldn’t speak. Although, there was one way he could get his feelings out. Actually, it was the only way.

“Fuck it,” Vinnie breathed. He marched up to Y/n and smashed his lips on hers. He expected her to push him away, but she was kissing him back. Or at least that’s what he thought. In reality, it took half a second for it to register in Y/n’s mind what was happening. She screamed, pushing Vinnie away from her.

“What the fuck!” Y/n shouted, wiping her bottom lip. “Vinnie, you can’t do that shit! You know I’m with Jett! If you needed a practice dummy, you should’ve asked Tana!”

Vinnie couldn’t believe after that she still didn’t understand. “You don’t get it.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You’re the one, Y/n. You’re the special person.”

He watched as she froze, slowly shaking her head. “No, I’m not.”

“Yes, you are.”

“What the fuck!?”

“Just listen to me,” he groaned. “I’ve never felt this way for anyone before. You’re like the prettiest, kindest, and most down-to-earth person I’ve ever met in my entire life. I know it’s wrong for me to feel like this with Jett being my best friend, but I can’t help it. You’re the only one I have eyes for.”

Y/n pursed her lips, tears welling up in her eyes as she placed a hand to her heart. “You don’t mean that. Do you?”

“Every word.”

With a smile on her face, Y/n rushed into Vinnie’s arms and planted her lips against his. Vinnie felt like the happiest man alive. But his happiness ended when he realized this was just his fantasy playing out in his head.

It wasn’t real. Here’s how it really went down:

“Vinnie, no. Just no.” Y/n shook her head. “As much as I love you as a friend, and as valid as your feelings are, this is far from right.”

“Well, what am I supposed to do? I can’t help the way I feel.”

“I don’t know, dude. You’re gonna have to figure that out on your own. But this…this can’t happen, ever.” Sighing, Y/n turned around and made her way to the door. “Look, I can pass this off as simple mistake. But I’m gonna have to tell Jett. It’s only fair to him.” With that, she rushed out of the bathroom.

Vinnie stood there heartbroken, and at the same time, still in love with Y/n. Even after she made it clear that they’d never be, his feelings remained vacant. She was happy with Jett, and there was nothing he could do; he was a fool in love. One day, maybe he’ll fall out of love with her. He’ll meet someone who makes him feel as good as Y/n does. But until that day comes, he’ll continue to let Y/n break his heart.

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[sailorhyunjinz]

~ 𝘉𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 ~

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 ; bf!minho x fem!reader

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ; fluff/smut, established relationship, soft sex, vanilla sex, slight nipple play, nicknames, no power dynamics, piv, fingering, missionary, unprotected sex (be careful plz), praise kink, orgasm (m/f), cum. 

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 ; 2.6 k 

𝘙𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 ; ye ye by the cute baby @yunkiwii <33 thank youuu suni~~

𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦 ; ah yeah, more soft sex. very cozy also do i ever write fics with minho that doesnt include his cats? no, never. also i kinda like writing these smut scenes where its more realistic? (not really) but like things like its not that you are always ready to get railed, sometimes you are just chilling in your old ass panties and thats alright~ 

also why is the header so small jesus christ i cant edit pics for shit

26. “I wanna be your favorite boy” ; Rex Orange County - Best Friend

29. “Maybe I would like you better if you took off your clothes” ; The 1975 - If you’re too shy (Let me know)

𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥.

𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 18.

In the tiny shared apartment lived you, Minho and his three cats - Soonie, Doongie and Dori. It wasn't a grand place but at least you and Minho were happy because you had each other near at all times but a bigger kitchen wouldn't hurt for all of Minho's cooking adventures, turning the stove to a mess and having to play rock, paper, scissor to decide who would to the dishes.

"Hey, Doongie! Not there!" you yelled at the cat that was scratching the sofa that the cats had decided would be the next scratching post.

"Let Doongie be, my baby didn't do anything wrong, right~?" he cooed at the cat the picked up, rocking it in his arms like a baby, kissing it's fluffy head to which it let out a small meow. "See? He even said yes." You tsked in disapproval.

"If only you loved me like that" you said, rolling your eyes and grabbing a teabag from the cupboard, putting it in a cup. Minho smiled at you, him wearing his glasses since he was dilegently typing away on his computer. His back was faced towards you and you furrowed your eyebrows when he didn't answer back, wondering what was so important on the screen. With quiet steps you inch closer to the dining table where he was sitting, peeking over his broad shoulder only to find Minho scrolling past hundreds of abandoned cat ads.

"Minho, we are not getting another cat" you complained, putting your chin on his shoulder and wrapping your arms around his back. He turned his head slightly to turn to you, his angular face looking even sexier in a pair of round thin wired glasses.

"But look at this one, look! He's practically begging. 'y/n, I wanna be your favorite boy!'" he said in a light voice that was supposed to imitate the cat. You laughed, pecking him on the cheek and observing the cute creature on the display, a brown and white marbled stray cat with gleaming dark eyes.

"But aren't you supposed to be my favorite boy?" you say, nuzzling your nose into his neck, earning a giggle from him due to the ticklish feeling that stimulated the sensitive nerves.

"I already am" Minho stated cockily, just as savage as his cats. With a condescending smile you went back to the teapot that was bubbling fiercely with water, the steam billowing out and vaporizing into the air.

"What'd you smile like that for?" he chuckled, turning around fully and removing his glasses, placing them neatly beside the computer.

"Like what?" you said, your gaze scanning him from head to toe making Minho feel challenged, it was his job to be the sassy one.

"Like that!" he said, tilting his head in confusion as he laughed, displaying his teeth.

"I don't know, maybe you should show me how much you wanna be my favorite boy because currently Dori owns that spot~" you said, copying his tone with a smirk, dunking your teabag in the clear teacup.

"Ah yeah? What should I do then? Dinner? Flowers?" he said, standing up from his seat and giving you a backhug, a whiff of his sultry cologne hitting your nose and making you addicted to his warm embrace.

"Maybe I would like you better if you took your clothes off"

Minho scoffed at your attitude that subtly turned him on, he liked it when you were the wittiest and sharpest person he knew in the day but the sweetest angel in bed with him at night.

“Then imma do this” he said, his right hand descending down your loose clothes, lightly grazing over your clothed cunt. You flinched back, dropping the teabag into the browning liquid and grabbing onto the edge of the grey counter.

“M-minho!” you stuttered, not expecting him to be this bold. You turned your head, instantly being greeted by his soft lips on yours, your eyes widening before closing, your eyelashes gently fluttering below your lids. He tasted sweet as his tongue coaxed yours by licking your bottom lip teasingly, the two tongues finally meeting and gliding over each other as the slightly lewd sound of lips smacking against each other ringed in your ears. You felt your face getting hotter, Minho’s neck turning red as a vein made it’s appearence. As you turned around do face him he trapped you between him and the counter, nearly knocking the teacup as he brought his hand up to your face, cupping your warm cheek and deepening the embrace. He chuckled into the kiss as one of the cats walked between the two of you, dragging it’s tail against Minho’s leg, your teeth accidentally bumping into each other as you turned your head to the side. 

It was only natural that your body reacted, your body drawn to his. You couldn’t help but to explore his body with your hands like you’ve done so many times before, you knew exactly which spots turned him on the most, where he was the most sensitive. Snaking your hand down his firm abdomen you landed right above his crotch, fiddling with his belt buckle causing Minho to grin devilishly against your lips.

“Oh, so that’s what you want?” he says, running his tongue over his teeth as he pulled away from you, his hot breath lingering near you. You nod shyly, getting caught in the feeling of your heart thumping, the blood rushing south. Minho patted your hair, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear and looking at you with the utmost adoration. His eyes always twinkled when he gazed at you. 

His hands had a firm grip on your hips as the two of you twirled around the cluttered living room, the cats observing your cheesy acts as your lips met again, Minho leaving soft kisses on your neck, you tilting your head to the side to grant him more access to your sensitive skin where he left his sloppy fluttery  smooches. You bit your lip, coating it in saliva as your hands undid his belt, pulling down the zipper slowly and palming the boy through his underwear, his cock solid against the palm of your hand. He hissed against the supple skin, his hands running over the valleys of your tits, kneading them in his hands that were decorated with dainty silver rings. Minho pushed you down against the plush small couch, standing in front of you as he pulled his t-shirt over his mellowly dark hair, you doing the same moments after, exposing your boobs as the cold air made your nipples hard, teasing Minho. You lied down on the couch, moving your hair out of your face and lifting your hips as you freed yourself from your comfortable pyjama pants and panties that has turned to a different color from the last time Minho did the laundry. In a not so glamorous fashion you kicked them off your ankles, landing gently against the wood flooring and leaving you fully exposed to him, his eyes hungrily scanning your body.

The way he removed his pants always made you squirm, helplessly rubbing your thighs together as his veiny hands hooked on the elastic top of his boxers and swiftly pulling them downwards, his hard dick springing free, glistening in the sun that shined through the small windows that were decorated with all kinds of plants in all colors and sizes. He gave you a final mischievous smile with his dull lips before accompanying you on the couch, hovering above you. The warmth of his skin radiated onto yours as he pushed his body against you, feeling the hardened nubs of your nipples press against his chest, leaning down to press a kiss on your jaw, fingers tracing figures, spiraling down. You gulped as his fingers got closer and closer to your wet pussy, the entire time he whispered sweet nothings into your ear.

“You’re such a good girl, hm? I love you, angelbaby” he said in a raspy voice, vibrating through your ear as his fingers lightly kissed your folds, gasping quietly when he felt your wetness, slick coating his fingers. “fuck, you’re so wet baby” he said a saccharine voice. You covered your face with your hands to which Minho grabbed your wrist, putting them to the sides. “You’re so pretty y/n, don’t be shy.”

He played with your swollen nub, clit throbbing as the arousal pooled around your core. The tip of Minho’s nose rubbed against yours as your breathing got heavy from nervousness. You had been here so many times, underneath him and in his arms but he somehow always managed to make it feel like the first time the two of you made love, in the comfort of his bed with a dim light, messing under the covers like two innocent teenagers. Now things were different but still as magical. Minho pressed a kiss to your ear, whispering softly as your heart was igniting fireworks, making you tense.

“Relax baby, i’m gonna use my fingers. It’s alright, shhh,,, I’m here” he murmured as he inserted one finger followed by the other one into your tight sopping hole causing you to flinch from the momentary discomfort before the your walls adjusted around his digits. “Does it feel alright?” he said in a low voice to not startle you.

“y-yes Minho, please more” you croaked out, him complying to your words and slowly wiggling his fingers inside of you, earning a breathless whimper from you. 

“I love to see you all shy like this, you’re adorable” he said with a proud smile, you laughing at his corniness.

“I’m not shy! It’s just a thing you do to me” you said followed by another broken moan. Minho felt his heart beat from your words, the moans an erotic bonus. He slowly moved his fingers in and out your pussy, the subtle squelching tempting him to fuck you so slow, take his time and make you feel good. Make you feel special. You shivered as his lips attached on your nipples, swirling his tongue around one of the erected nipples, gently nibbling on the skin, tasting the softness of you. 

“I do? What a coincidence cause you do things to me too” he says enthusiastically, causing you to chuckle.

“Yeah,,, I can see that” you say, peering down to his delicate cock, his cheeks flaming up in embarrassment.

“Ya! That’s not the same thing!” he states, shaking his fingers with more vigour, a broken moan spilling from your parted lips. You grab his wrist in stimulation, squirming on the small sofa. Your core was blazing with pure arousal, cunt getting wetter around his decorated fingers. 

“W-wait Minho,,, a-ah,, please fuck me~” you said in a thin voice, his dark brown eyes spilling pure honey as they gazed your angelic sensual face, it was the pretty face he woke up to and fell asleep with every morning and night. It was all he loved in this world, besides his cats that is. He removed his fingers, licking the juices that gleamed in the light from outside, savoring the taste of your vulgar liquids. He hummed as he kisses you, spreading your legs that were now hanging over the edges of the sofa, the two of you trying to make space with all the piles of laundry and throwpillows that clouded the small area. You tasted yourself on his tongue, his hot saliva making it’s way into your mouth, some dripping from the corners of your mouth as the kiss got sloppier, Minho aligning himself with your entrance.

“I love you so much y/n, c-can I,,?” he asked with a small voice to which you nodded, granting him permission to gently push inside you, him grunting from how your tight walls engulfed his throbbing cock. You exhaled with relief as he bottomed out inside you but despite being balls deep inside you he had a softness in his eyes that was unlike anything you’ve seen before. True infatuation. You whispered back a weak “i love you too”, grabbing onto his wide forearms, him working out despite hating it. He slowly started thrusting in and out of you in an even pace, his head hanging low as he bit the inside of his cheek in order to muffle his grunts, you running your hands through his lucious locks, giving the top of his head a kiss, Minho’s heart melting. You clenched around his cock, clamping your walls around him as he hit just the right stop.

“p-please don’t stop” you said breathlessly, your hands flying holding onto his hair, gently pulling it. The soft smile that painted his face as he looked up at you made your stomach flutter even more then it already was, the boy shimmying upwards so that his face was directly above you, rubbing the tip of his nose against yours as his hips softly rolled against yours, pressing kisses on your lips. He chased his high desperatly, breath rapidly changing as he was close, the thrusts getting faster, nestling deep inside your velvety walls. His one hand was beside your head, the other one gently lingering on your stomach, making it’s way down to your swollen clit and relentlessly rubbing circles on the sensitive bud causing you to let out a loud gasp from between your parted lips. 

“o-oh fuck, I’m gonna cum!” you say, your chest heaving as your tits bounced subtly from the impact of his slow but deep momentum. The rough pad of his thumb continued it’s actions, throwing you off your tipping point and making you shut your eyes tightly as your vision went blurry, a hot flash washing over your overwhelmed body. Minho shushed you in a comforting manner, the fingers that were on your clit now in your mouth, you sucking eagerly to comfort the burning in your core that subsided like the way a match burns out. You scrunched your nose as you tasted yourself on his fingers, coating them in saliva as your cunt throbbed, his cock covered in your thick juices. 

“a-ah fuck!” he groaned, pulling out and leaving you without stimulation, your puffy hole longing for his cock. With a couple of strokes of his dick his hot cum spurted all over your stomach and tits, coating the erected nubs in a slightly sticky liquid. The both of you panted, Minho just throwing himself over your body, not caring if his cum smeared on his chest. You smiled in pleasure as your muscles relaxed, your arms enveloping the boy.

“You did so well Minho~" you say as you stroke your cheek against his hair, his head on your chest. He laughs.

“That’s usually what I say!” You both laugh, in unison saying; “I love you, y/n”, bursting out in a louder laugh that made the cats heads to turn in confusion.

“You are making fun of me!” Minho says in embarrassment but you shook your head. 

“Even if you say the same thing every time we have sex I love it and I love you just as much every time” Your tone sounded mellow, Minho melting in your arms as he gazed up at you for a second before peppering kisses all over your face, you giggling and squealing from him being dangerously near where you are ticklish. With a final kiss on your lips he looked at the mess he had caused, stiffening sticky cum splattered on your tummy and his. 

“Soonie, bring us a towel” The orange cat licked its paw, not reacting to it’s own name causing you to continue giggling.

“He’s not a dog!” you say through your small fits of laughter. Minho cocked his eyebrow, nuzzling his face into the comfort of your neck.

“Then maybe we should get a dog”

#stray kids smut #skz smut #lee know smut #minho smut #stray kids drabbles #stray kids imagines #stray kids fanfic #skzsmut #skz fanfic #skz x y/n #skz x stay #skz x reader #skz x you #skz x female reader #stray kids x y/n #stray kids x reader #stray kids x stay #stray kids x female reader #lee know x reader #lee know fanfic #lee know x you #lee know x y/n

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hello I would like to read some more about that adult store Au brainrot pretty please?? 🥺🙏

after the betrayal of his first serious relationship he developed this new hang up where he can’t finish with a real person. no matter what. other partners have tried but to no avail. at some point it gets discouraging and they end the relationship. he seeks relief from silicon / plastic.

works at an adult store to make ends meet. takes home test products to review on the store’s website. he has a way of words that gets others to buy. very vanilla. only does fleshlights. will sometimes call up friends to sample a product that is out of his comfort zone. sevika doesn't see anything weird with it. finn begs to differ.

wears an eye patch and reads magazines while manning the front desk. kicks out customers who are underage. really good at spotting a fake id (sucks for jinx).

doesn't do small talk or explain how a product works. "which is better nylon or--" "neither."

you're a regular that frequents the editable more than the toys. you ask him if the gummy panties are any good "i don't know." you buy one + an extra for him.

"tell me your review, next time i come in :)"

his heart thumps.

he gives it to jinx after trying just a bite for himself... it's too sweet.

has black out drunk sex with you and instantly regrets it.

knows he had sex with u bc you’re in his bed the next morning with dried cum between your legs.

things are awkward between ya’ll because u kind of remember having sex, he remembers nothing and jinx heard everything through thin walls.

she blabs to everyone at school. causing rumors to spread without prejudice. now you have a bunch of teenage students trying to get with you.

you’re the first to make contact with silco at his place of work. 

“didn’t peg you for the hit em and quit em type of guy.”

“i’ve been busy and i still am. buy something or get out.”

you buy a pack of condoms, mumbling you’ll find someone to use them with. he bites his cheek. you’re no longer his favorite customer.

it really blows. he’s the one who initiated the relationship but somehow you’re the one who drew the short stick. students are flirting with you, staff are spreading rumors  about you, and your favorite adult store employee is giving you a shoulder colder than winter in russia. it pisses you off.

you go straight to his apartment after work. banging on the door with such intensity he thought you were the cops. “what?” he hisses.

“who the hell do you think you are?!” you jab his chest with your index. he takes a step back. you’re ready to rip him a new one... but first you really have to used the restroom.

he tries to stop you, but you’re too fast. opening the bathroom door, your met with a served head on the counter.

stumbling backwards, you press tight against his chest, his hand covering your mouth as you scream. the shock drowns out his voice and he has to repeat himself louder each time.

“IT’S A DOLL!!”

oh... that’s right, 

he mentioned being a doll maker.

... you also mentioned being a doll model.

a lot of useless details happen in between. 

he starts creating a doll in your likeness. doing a bulk of the work at your place to avoid jinx running her mouth again.

he uses your body for reference, having you strip down. he measures the length of your limbs with his hands, tracing and mapping out the curves of your body with gentle fondling.

“are you going to have sex with this doll?”

“i want to.”

“we could do it right now.”

“no.”

you’re growing jealous of that doll. he’s been jealous of the decreasing amount of condoms left in your apartment. he’s not using them so why do you keep buying them??

at one point he gets in a fight, after an already rough morning between ya’ll. his face is bruised and swollen, nose already reset, and lip busted. he works diligently on his doll’s leg, never lifting his head when you come through the door.

“i’m done with work...”

he doesn’t answer with much but a grunt.

“i see you’re rasping” you sit on the floor across from him, removing your pants so he has better access to your legs.

silco hums again, saying something about how sanding is one of his favorite parts. it’s relaxing. he studies your legs, running his hand down your calve then the doll’s for comparison. a bulge grows in his pants.

“about this morning--”

“i rather forget everything that happen today.”

your smile is small and sad but you move closer, caressing his inner thigh with your foot. 

“what are you do--”

your foot dips to his crotch and his body seizes. finally he looks up at you. you take his cheek in your hand,  gingerly peppering his face with kisses while you replacing your foot with your hand.

he croaks out a moan. you tell him relax. he tells u he needs a fleshlight.

your jealousy increases.

he hates this condition of his. you’re young and attractive and must be fucking someone on the side. he’s turning 46 this year and can’t perform and he just knows one day you’ll grow tired of him and leave like the rest. he works harder on his doll. when it’s complete, he won’t need you anymore.

#adult store au #the tumblr version doesn't hit the same chords as the og 😔 #but whatever #how many !s can i put in front of a character before they become a completely different character? #Silco #Silco x reader

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Jotaro Relationship Head Canons SFW

Because I’m a self indulgent little shit and just love to ignore all of the work I have to do, have some Jotaro head canons. I am but a humble simp, and love this man. So much.

Update as of writing this. Somehow, it got very angsty, so... yeah. Sad man vibes. Also rambly. I just kinda kept going.

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WARNINGS: None, just angst, but nothing too serious.

Word Count: 2,985

Jotaro’s type is... I mean, it depends, like most people. I don’t think he’s super picky over appearances or things like that, it’s more whether or not he gets along with you and how long he can put up with you.  He’s polite (well, as polite as he can be) and courteous, but probably a little more apathetic when you’ve first met. Once you’ve been around for a while he’s more relaxed and almost a little more critical. Mostly because you’re his friend now and he expects more from his friends.

While I was writing this I sort of realized that he could be aromantic. Maybe it’s just my own aro tendencies coming through, but I thought it sort of lined up with his personality. Or at least from my experience with romantic attraction.

Eventually, though, he’ll admit he cares about you a little more than he cares about others. It comes through in little almost compliments. “You did good. Keep it up” or “good job, dealing with this” are common phrases that sound nice on the surface, but it almost feels like he’s trying to pressure you to do more, which is far from the truth.  

If it’s not awkward compliments like that, it’s awkward gifts. Always something you had briefly mentioned wanting or stared at a minute longer than you usually do, wrapped in a paper that’s your favourite colour or pattern. Sometimes, though, it’s something you’ve never mentioned that he somehow guessed would be something you wanted.

At the same time, though, he’s oblivious or at least acts like he is. There may be times when he goes home after you said something exceptionally sweet to him or that just means so much and he’ll just take a moment sitting at his desk to mull over what you said.

    With a grunt, Jotaro rolled back into the armchair with a cup of tea in one hand and today’s newspaper in the other, since he didn’t get to read it this morning. It’s late with the sun almost completely set, giving his room an orange hue. He tries reading the first column, something about a cat being saved from a sewer grate, but after about a minute, he catches himself drifting away, sort of staring blankly at the paper.

    He blinks hard, taking a long sip from his coffee. He must be tired. Another attempt is made at reading, this time the comics. They’re not his favourite thing, but short enough that he can focus on them. Or so he thought.

    He zones out again, face suddenly feeling very hot.

    He was thinking about you. Or, rather what you said.

    It was something so simple, so mundane.

    You had been talking about family together, exchanging drama, if you will, and he had brought up how his father had left his mother when he was very young. It didn’t bother him, he had said, after all, it was years ago and if he was being honest, he didn’t really need a father. Then, you gave him this look. It wasn’t pity or something like that. You put your hand on his knee, staring deep into his eyes.

    “Jotaro,” you said, voice soft and sweet. You struggled to say the next words, opening your mouth, sighing, then finally: “I’m not leaving you.”

    “Why would you be leaving?” He said, confused, taking it literally. Or, he pretended to be confused. It had made his heart warm with affection.

    What Jotaro hadn’t noticed at that moment was that his eyes seemed to gloss over with wet tears while talking about his father. He wasn’t over it, you understood that. How could he be? He was so young then, he probably didn’t understand what was happening or why and now that he’s a father himself, there had to be so much guilt about being the same way. It was only now that he was realizing how much you had an effect on him.

    It didn’t make him sad, by any means but... loved. He’ll say thank you tomorrow with a gift or some flowers. He hadn’t planned on meeting you for the rest of the week because he was busy, but work could wait, right? Yeah. Tomorrow.

God, it would take so long for him to get you to move in together. He’s so used to living on his own that I think he’s a little self-conscious about it. He’s not a slob by any means, but certainly a bachelor. I mean, he lived (assumedly) on his own from probably around or earlier than DiU right up until Stone Free, so it’s been a while and he’s certainly comfortable with his mess of clothes lying on the floor in the corner, but you won’t be. He cleans up before people come over, obviously, but how many times did he actually invite someone in?

When you start staying around more, he starts cleaning more, which makes him a little frustrated both coming to terms with liking someone enough that he’s actively cleaning for them once a week and also discovering that he’s a lot more gross than he thought. You would not believe how stained the counter was from coffee or how gross the filter was on the coffee maker. He takes his coffee very seriously. You begin to notice how clean everything is, well, how consistently clean everything is and it even starts to smell nicer, more floral and fresh. He bought a lavender air freshener. “It’s supposed to be calming,” he’ll say with a hint of annoyance. It’s not a bad smell to him, better than vanilla air fresheners, but it does give him a headache when he first sprays his place. You seem to like it though, so he’s willing to put up with it.

I honestly believe this man can cook, but nervous when cooking for other people. His food when he was a bachelor was good enough for him and I’m sure Holly would have shown him a lot too, but it’s not the best food. He definitely steps up his game when you’re over and even more so when you move in. He’s better with dishes that have pasta or noodles because it’s easy, but he’s not too bad behind the grill either.

When you guys finally live together, he tries to keep the cooking even, with you cooking some days and him doing the rest, but I honestly feel like unless you are a hazard in the kitchen, you would do most of it.

Jotaro would be like that with most things around the house partly because he doesn’t want you to do all the work if you don’t want to but he enjoys having a little more time to himself to either do work or... yeah, it’s just work. There are a few things that he’ll never make you do because it’s either too hard or he’s built up a routine of doing that thing a certain way and he’s convinced no one else will do it right. Like his laundry. He won’t let anyone else clean his clothes. He tried once and nothing dried right, he swears that his jacket is still damp to this day. You can fold his stuff or hang it up, but he’s running the washing machine and dryer. Also picky about how his office is cleaned.

If you asked and gave a legitimate reason for not doing a certain chore, he’ll do it, but be prepared with an excuse as to why you can’t wash the dishes or fold the laundry. He’s especially resistant if he’s working whether that be gathering information for the Speedwagon Foundation or editing his latest Marine Biology book.

Actually, can we just talk about how much this man hates folding laundry? It’s so pointless to him. Why fold it and put it into neat little piles when you’re just gonna rummage through the drawer and mess everything up? Sure, it looks nice, I guess, but not for long. He was for sure a floordrobe kind of guy, especially in his early years. He knows which ones are clean, it’s fine, just leave it. Of course, he would get better the longer you’re at his place, but still. It’s not that he’s lazy, he’s just busy and putting clothes away takes way too fucking long. (which, honestly, agreed.)

Date nights with Jotaro are... rare. I mean, you live with him, why would he want to go out and pay for something when he could do the same thing at home? They’re nice, of course, but it’s more common for him to take you out to dinner while you guys are on vacation or in a location other than home, because he doesn’t feel like cooking and it’s more special when you’re supposed to go out. Eventually, it clicks in that you are supposed to make each other feel special and will surprise you with an expensive dinner or a short cruise. If you suggest the aquarium he’ll think you’re just saying that because he’s into aquatic wildlife, but honestly doesn’t put up much of a fight and will answer any questions you or anyone else has about the fish.

He does enjoy a good relaxing movie (or documentary) night at home, though. It’s so nice to finally be finished work, settle into your super comfy couch and just chill until he gets tired. Even better when you’re lying on top of him with your head just under his chin. There’s something so soothing about smelling your perfume, shampoo, conditioner, cologne, etc. To just smell you so close to him and feel your weight. Aaah. So nice.

    The microwave beeps faintly from the kitchen signalling that popcorn was done. You trailed out soon after, tossing the bowl to mix around the butter. You smile sweetly at him, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on Jotaro’s lips before settling into his lap, nestling your head just under his while stretching out your legs. His arm instinctively moves from the back of the couch to drape over your back, rubbing circles into it with his thumb.

    He sighs; relaxed, finally. He allows himself to kiss your forehead, closing his eyes for a moment, just basking in your comfort. When he opens his eyes, he pulls you closer to him, feeling your heart beat almost in time with his. It was moments like these that eased his panic of losing you. You were here in his arms, safe and sound and vice versa. He was safe in yours.

Yeah, he’s a little angsty. But, can you blame him? He’s getting better, though. With help, of course. With you being around so often (and being very adamant that you’re not going anywhere) he’s able to let go a little. He’s not perfect, by a long shot and progress is slow, but it’s the little things like these that makes you proud of how far he’s come.

PDA is common, but a little restricted. When you’re out together, Jotaro’ll always have his hand on your back or shoulder. Hand-holding isn’t really a thing for him, but he will make sure you know he’s there. He’ll kiss you in public, but it’s not nearly as intimate or special as when you’re at home. Still, it’s a sweet reminder that he loves you, seeing as words of affection aren’t really his thing.

I mean, he can express himself just fine, but he still gets a little nervous saying things like ‘I love you.’ It’s more along the lines of ‘I care about you.’ Or, well. “of course, I care about you. You wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.” Which... thanks. I think.

Kissing him is so nice, so you’re not too mad about him doing that instead of words. When Jotaro kisses you it’s full of a mix of emotions. Mostly caring, but on his rough days, there’s something else there. It could be worry or whatever the emotional equivalent of never letting you go is. You can always tell that he wants it to last a little bit longer. There’s something in the sad look in his eyes when he or you has to pull away. Sometimes he’s overly gentle like he’ll break you somehow, especially if you’re not a stand user or fighting-inclined (whether physical or otherwise). It’s not patronizing, or at least he tries not to be patronizing, he just prefers you safe.

    It started out simple enough. You and Jotaro were just sitting at the table, eating dinner when he got this... sinking sort of feeling. There was something in the silence between you that just sent his mind spiralling. Thoughts of you someday dying too soon for whatever reason or leaving him because he’s not there enough, stand users, car crashes, divorce. They all started to flood into his mind, fabricating that you would somehow be taken away from him.

    “Jotaro? Are you okay?” Your voice rings through; a bright light breaking the storm. He’s been staring at his plate for a while now, his eyes are dry and itchy. He looks at you and tries to say something, but the words don’t come. Is he okay?

    You stand up and walk over to him, cupping his face gently. You rub the dark circles under his eyes while kissing his forehead. Jotaro slowly wraps his arms around you, letting his face fall into your hands. You’re pulled into his lap after a few minutes, running your fingers through his hair next. Finally, he sighs, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

    “Thank you,” he mumbles and though you’re not quite sure why, you still say a quiet you’re welcome, silently soothing him through whatever happened.

If you couldn’t tell, he needs a lot of reassurance. Not so much words, but actions like the snippet above. I mean, he can be as strong as he wants but we all know he’s got some baggage and while he’s able to put it aside, for the most part, I think when you’re at home he’s just a little more vulnerable.

Now, onto happier things! If you like coffee or tea, he will always make you a cup in the morning. Jotaro is a very early riser except on the weekends, so he usually gets that done while reading or watching the news and when you come down, he’ll ask if you want breakfast then make it for you seeing as he’s more awake.

He loves coffee. So much. He might have a caffeine addiction, honestly. At all times of every day, you can see him with a black coffee in hand and a book or phone in the other. He will switch to decaf at some point, but you might have to switch it for him. He’s forgetful when he gets busy.

Sleeping in on the weekends is like heaven for him. The two nights (or more on holidays) that he gets a full nights rest, breakfast in bed and a warm soul to cuddle into. He’s usually big spoon with a hand just resting on your side, but please, for the love of god make him the little spoon once a week. Will never admit it or vocalize wanting it. He just grabs your hand and drapes it over him with a “good night” and then promptly passes out.

He’s a heavy sleeper but doesn’t sleep often. Once he’s out, there is nothing that could wake him up except the fire alarm or something like that. It just takes a while. Not because of trauma, but more just internal clock is delayed.

Not a bath guy, strictly showers ‘cause they’re quicker. Most of the time he’s in and out before you can invite him into yours. When you do he’s “reluctant” but showers with you are a favourite of his. He gets his hair washed for him (if he bends down), he can wash you. It’s great.

I don’t think he would want more kids. He’s getting older, busier and just doesn’t think he has the time to care for a baby, even with help. Plus, if they were anything like Joylne or god forbid him when he was younger, he might start greying sooner than he thought. Joylne is a great kid, but... she’s definitely got some of his defiance in him. One kid is fine.

He doesn’t really like pets either, hates when there’s fur on all the furniture. But, if you came home with a stray cat or two, he’s not gonna put up a fight if you say they’re not going to the pound. “Just as long as you take care of them yourself.”

You got him a betta fish once because Jotaro. Fish. Makes sense. He thought it was a little pointless at first. You can’t pet them or play fetch (not like he does those things anyway). All a fish does is sit there and look pretty. You were a little disappointed, but whatever, you’ll take care of it. Then he comes home one day with a 30-gallon tank, freshwater plants and fancy lighting to help them grow which he quietly sets up in the living room. He spent at least a half-hour deciding on where to put it.

A week later, after he’s pleased with how it looks and the tank has been cycled he puts in an order for more fish then lets your betta acclimate to the tank. “There, he’ll be happier in here. The idea of bettas not enjoying or panicking in larger tanks is a myth. He won’t be alone for long anyway. He also won’t kill everything in the tank.” Well, he hopes he won’t, each fish is different. Thankfully, the small school of tetras get along with your betta just fine. From then on, he’s in there once a week, cleaning everything, trimming the overgrowth. It is officially his tank.

#Jotaro is probably my biggest comfort character and the first one I really fell in love with out of jojo so this had to be done at some poin #jotaro kujo #kujo jotaro #jotaro kujo x reader #jotaro x reader #jotaro headcanons #sfw prompts

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celebrating mother’s day with you

tsukishima kei ; sugawara kōshi ; oikawa torū ; kita shinsuke

headcanon ; fluff ; age up ; snippets of cuteness ; parenthood ; special edition — mother’s day

note: i’m not sure if i portrayed each characterization well but i just thought it’ll be fun to write one. after all, i was blessed to be born with loving parents and i just wanted to share the love i’m grateful for.

tagging: @forgetou @amjustagirl @yacoka @haikyuutothetop @luvnami ;; thank you for dropping these characters as i couldn’t decide who to write for. (of course it was more exciting without context)

ps. it’s longer than expected i’m sorry :’)

tsukishima kei

tsukishima isn’t one who would remember special occasions unless someone had schedule a plan in advance with him. when he wondered if he should do anything for you after hearing his colleagues whispering during break, his work got busier than usual so he had forgotten about it.

that was, until he realized he had ten missed calls from his son; which was odd because he weren’t one to call him so often.

“i was in a meeting, what hap—” before tsukishima could finish his sentence, his son interrupted him, “i bought mom’s favorite cake since you’re slow. hurry home or there’s none left for you,” the line was cut right after; which of course left poor tsukishima’s partner to deal with the aftermath. “tsukishima-san, about the report—”

“it must be so urgent that it needs my immediate attention even when i’m packing up right?” his words dripped of pure sarcasm despite the polite smile hanging from his lips. everyone could literally see the panic swirling in his partner’s pupil.

“i’m sorry!! good work today and see you tomorrow!!” it’s the weekend tomorrow, but tsukishima was too hung up on his son’s attitude to shoot another of his sarcastic reply.

you, on the other hand, were neither someone who would celebrate such occasion unless it was for birthdays or holidays. therefore, you didn’t really had anything in mind nor were you expecting anything as well.

when you finally reached home from a tiring day at work, you were definitely not expecting to see your favorite cake on the table while your son popped a party popper with a party horn in his mouth right beside you.

“happy mother’s day!” he tried to mumble out with the horn still in his mouth. you couldn’t help but chuckle at the unexpected surprise, dropping your bag on the counter just so you could hug him—one that he wholeheartedly hugged you back because tsukishima wasn’t around.

it took an hour for tsukishima to be home, a small bouquet of flowers in his hand when he walked over to where you and the cheeky lad was sitting. “oh! you didn’t have to though,” you smiled in surprise.

“dad’s just guilty he forgot about our promise and didn’t want to come home empty handed.” you chuckled at that, perhaps it wasn’t entirely wrong either but you still appreciate the sentiment. it was rare for him after all.

“those who break promises don’t get desserts.” he continued to press his dad’s buttons, only to see tsukishima loosened his tie with an expression he could not understand.

“oh, but that’s on your mom to decide if i’ll get one tonight or not.” you could feel your face heating up at your husband’s words, the tone and smile that dawned on his face was a look you knew oh so well.

“tch...i thought i hid it well.” of course, your clueless son didn’t know the true meaning of those words and thought the strawberry shortcake he bought for his dad was found out.

sugawara kōshi

sugawara would definitely plan in advance with the children. especially when they were the ones who excitedly wanted to do something for you.

“mama like animals! lets go to the zoo!” the middle child exclaimed with so much enthusiasm, sugawara could only chuckle at her adorable smile.

“you only said that because you wanted to go to the zoo, dummy.” the eldest one huffed, feeling proud that he saw through her obvious tactic.

it didn’t take long for the two to start crawling over each other in a fight while the youngest one giggled amusingly as if she was watching a performance. that was, until an insult was thrown at her so she joined in the fight to prove her worth.

“if you don’t stop now, we’ll be celebrating at home like how we did the past two years.” that immediately ceased all action, since they haven’t had the chance to go out together as a whole family thanks to your busy schedule.

“how about the park? the cherry blossoms have bloomed and mama likes going to the park!” of course, sugawara was fond of this idea. it’s been a while since there was a family picnic session.

and so on that very day in which you finally managed to take a day off, you weren’t expecting to be blind folded while having your children guide you to wherever you were supposed to be.

knowing how clumsy the trio could be, he wanted to accompany them as well but was outright rejected when they said they could do it themselves with so much confidence, he wasn’t sure who they got it from.

with their tiny hands, it took a while for them to tie the piece of cloth around your eyes, and even when they did, it wasn’t tied well enough so you could actually still see your footing (which saved you immensely from all the accidental knocks along the way)

after what felt like forever, you finally reached the park where they shouted ‘happy mother’s day’ in unison. you kind of already knew it’ll be a picnic from the soft grass beneath your feet and those fallen pink petals, but you were still moved to tears when you saw your children squeezed together into your husband’s arms while cute decoration and plates of food were spread between you and them.

“mama, try the cookie first! i made them myself!” the middle one was the first to break the silence.

“no! try my sandwich first, i’m the eldest!”

“so what if you’re the eldest? mama must be thirsty from walking so have my ultimate happy berry juice!” the youngest chirped with pride, as if her logic was a straight pass to winning.

you laughed at their competitive nature, which was oh so endearing at the same time. and it was obvious if you don’t decide soon, an all out food war was going to happen.

“before that, shouldn’t mama receive papa’s present first?” sugawara’s cheerful voice interrupted their little argument, and just before the youngest could ask what it was, her eyes was covered by the eldest son along with the middle one.

you couldn’t help but hit his arm in embarrassment when his lips met yours longer than it should’ve been.

“hey! that’s not fair, i didn’t get to see papa’s present,” your middle one sulked, only to be carried into sugawara’s arms as he peck her little cheek with a wink. “why don’t you ask mama what it was, baby?”

oikawa torū

it was supposed to be a big surprise where he came home earlier than the date he had told you. he even told the kids about it and they promised to make it a success (money was definitely involved to be honest)

“make sure you delay mummy at the grocery store long enough for me to set everything up in time.” he reminded his daughter time and time again, only to have her sigh at his impatience.

“i think i’m old enough to not forget something so simple dad. and please stop addressing mom like that, it’s creepy.” she cringed, wondering how you even deal with oikawa every day.

“dad, have you even baked a cake before? do you think you can get it done within an hour or maybe two?” his son asked the third time that day, which did irk oikawa with that tone of his.

“of course i can! are you looking down on me? it’s just a simple vanilla cake and some fruits on top. how hard can it be?”

of course, with every rhetorical question that pose a challenge, there would always be an answer exactly of what’s to be expected.

you, with no idea that your husband was making a mess of your kitchen, took your own sweet time at the grocery store since your daughter was there to help and it’s been a while since you had a mother and daughter bonding time.

“do you think your dad would like to have curry tomorrow? or should we just have hamburger steak?” you asked, still unsure of the menu for a celebratory dinner.

“i think he would like anything you cook, so don’t worry about it. dad’s always so happy to eat your homemade meals.” she answered with shrug, but you could tell she was happy to rely the same sentiment.

everything went smoothly and she did managed to stall your time with her longer than the agreed duration. that was, until she received a text from her brother saying dad’s cake was a failure and they should just get one outside; you two were already at the apartment lift when she read it.

“dad, i think you should just give up. they are already walking over from the—” oikawa having enough of his son’s constant nagging about how he should’ve just bought a cake instead, threw a whiff of flour to his son’s face without thinking.

and of course, which kid would not retaliate from that. the kitchen, which originally wasn’t as messy, turned into chaos of white fluff and sticky childish banter between the two.

you, not expecting to see your husband, was clearly surprise when you heard his voice by the door. the only excitement that came from that vanished the moment your eyes fell onto the state of your kitchen.

“happy mother’s day?” oikawa managed to choke out when he felt your growing presence with each step towards him.

“i’m sorry mom, it was my fault please don’t kill dad—” your son pleaded softly by the side, only to fell speechless when you threw yourself into oikawa’s arms instead.

“welcome home,” you greeted with so much warmth, oikawa couldn’t help but embraced you tightly as he replied, “i’m home.”

“mom? you’re not mad?” your daughter asked in disbelief when she brought the groceries – including the ones you dropped – over to the kitchen.

“mad? why would i be when you dad’s sleeping in the kitchen tonight.” you were so serious and certain, the two broke into fits of laughter as they ran from their father (which was fertile because they got caught immediately and was tickled to tears)

“why are you laughing when you two are having a sleepover with daddy tonight.”

“please dad, just stop.”

kita shinsuke

there was no surprises because kita’s way of celebrating was just regular activities but doing it together. which was honestly, what you love to do most since you don’t always get the chance of spending weekdays with your family often.

from preparing meals to visiting town, usually it would be done by kita himself. however, this time because of the special occasion, you took time off to accompany your husband while bringing your little ones along with you.

“mama here’s the carrot,” your little girl placed the orange vegetable on the chopping board before humming a tune while the other twin helped kita with picking the ends of the beansprouts.

“papa are we going to town later?” she beamed excitedly, hands still working on the tiny vegetable while her legs swung to the rhythm of her twin sister’s melody.

“yes, we are. do you have a place you want to visit?” he was done with his side so he continued onto the pile his daughter was removing.

“yes! we want to go to onigiri miya!” they both said at the same time, giggling right after when their father looked surprise.

“all right, let’s go after our lunch.” and everything went along smoothly with the little twins setting the table together while you and kita took turns to cook up the dishes. lunch was pleasant despite minimal words being exchanged since the twins were taught to not talk with their mouth full (and their mouth are always stuffed full)

while you and kita held hands with the twins walking hand in hand by themselves in front, the feeling of nostalgia seemed to tickle your bones at the memory of how you used to take long strolls with kita during your younger days.

“what’s wrong?” kita tugged your hand gently which snapped you back to reality when you realized you all have reached the store.

“nothing...i’m just grateful to be your wife and mother of two beautiful angels.” your smile had him press a fluttering kiss to your temple as he softly replied, “me too.”

“i see yer two are still as lovey-dovey as ever captain.” atsumu popped his head out from the entrance, both twins sitting comfortably on his arms as he carried them as if they were feathers.

“i’m not your captain anymore atsumu, but i see they both seemed to like you.” kita smiled at his two lovely dolls, one that atsumu have never seen much of because of his busy schedule.

“of course, who do you think i am? the better—” but before atsumu could even finish his flex, the two snapped their head over at the appearance of osamu in his apron. their hands immediately reaching out for the man to hug.

“uncle osamu!!” they squealed happily, trying their best to squirm out of atsumu’s grip.

“i guess not huh ‘tsumu,” osamu smirked at the annoyed twin, patting his hands dry before prying the little twins from his brother’s vice grip. of course, they both would fight over the kid’s affection. who wouldn’t right?

you watched the pair of twins in amusement with your head against kita’s shoulder as he wrapped an arm around your delicate frame. this too will be yet another moment kita would not forget, for he felt blissful to be their father and your husband.

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