#even though it was like a damn cake basically

[tgcg]

this is my element (+ album)

asking me to pick my fave album is like asking an orphan matron to pick her favorite baby boy

thats some weird and cruel circumstances to put upon me i feel like it changes every damn week like a rota

i mean what if my beats misbehave and i gotta put 'em in time out i cant play permanent on that theyre too cute

but yknow what i can show you one thing thats been on my mind lately

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so when i was a kid we had this skateboard vid by "element skateboards" on DVD

they were this skateboard kit slash apparel company that was all about progressivism and shit and they did these much lauded comp tapes of dudes riding around on their boards and doing the dopest of macho tricks on the shit

flipping it turnways

putting the rock in the house like a big man

we had some of their merch actually

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so anyways the one we had back then was This Is My Element

released 2007

mostly clips from cali i think and i mean the camerawork is fucking insane on some of those shots

this is gonna sound lame as fuck but i prob spent so many cumulative hours just peelin through the footage and ogling the shit outta it

that framing was tight

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so you may be asking yourself or me

dave you genuine dicksucker i asked about your fav album not your favorite sordid ass display of smooth dudes hardcore riding and grinding them boards in public dude you have a problem

ok well that wasnt a question first of all so jot that down

but anyways to THAT i say

listen to the music

the whole thing has an original soundtrack of ambient beats

got some abstract hip hop jams, got some more indie stuff, lots of acoustic sampling

HELLA underground

and basically every track minus one is done by sampler beast david p. madson AKA "odd nosdam"

dude is my hero seriously

he is the master of the beat machine i shit you not hes always been kinda my idol on this stuff

aside from bro obviously

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obviously.

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anyways he had an E-mu SP-1200 which is a really oldschool sampler invented by dave rossum in the late 80s

revolutionary to the hip hop scene

nosdam had this mega distinct sound to his music that i always wanted to replicate on my own beats

still do

i dont know for sure if he used it on T.I.M.E. but he uses some of the same samples from "vol. 9" which was exclusively SP-1200 so im gonna get a lil j’accuzi on that

it couldve been a boss dr sampler SP-202 though idk

he had one of those

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so aside from beating the shit out of the pause/resume button to flip my whole cranium at the cinematography or whatever i would also kinda play it on loop to listen to the soundtrack and space out at 2am

the lonely broner seemed to free his mind at night

ok shit broner is good but i didnt mean it like that

that was goofy lets just keep movin

it was the only way i had to listen to it back then but i mean the video is 50 mins long so its basically just an odd nosdam album with accompanying ambient skater sounds and random expletives and whatever

random car sequence

yknow what i dont think people respect enough?

the dude who catches all the "mad stunts yo" on camera

i swear to god at least half the time hes ALSO on a board and that shit is bananas to me

bros gotta be on some whole other level of zen to skate good AND catch all them glamor shots of his fellow skater

thats like an express ticket to the ER imo

the ambulance is already on the scene watching you like an eager crow watches a half dead dog

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ok gonna go ahead and lay it out flat

not great on a board myself

kinda dogshit at it actually

so maybe im not exactly an arbitrator of skateboard heinousness

but i always kinda liked watching THEM do it i mean who doesnt?

whats an even crazier layer to stack on the "dave" cake is

and dirk told me this because unfortunately it kinda happened post-2009

he would do all these collabs with one of my childhood favorite underground rappers david cohn aka serengeti

surrounded by daves left and right dude even before all the time travel horseshit

thats like

serendipitous as fuck i think!

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if sburb was just a revolving door of artists called dave that i could bump fists with

instead of other mes in various states of aliveness tending toward extremely dead

i wouldve probably given it something higher than 2 stars on my TGN review

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so yeah you ask me my favorite album its T.I.M.E. by odd nosdam i guess

bump that shit on a walk your mind will go places unknown to man

#dave strider #homestuck #comix #this is my element #the way i drew dave posing here is rly heavily inspired by askinsufferableprick btw #welcome to strider infodump hours

[wintersera]

special gift || g!p karina x f!reader

notes: merry christmas!! hope y’all enjoy this smutfic… also “short fic” my ass i got carried away again 😭

cw: g!p karina, top!karina, bottom!reader, somnophilia, established relationship

wc: 1.7k

having a girlfriend who was one of the top idols in the industry was seriously a pain in the ass. sure you were lucky with dating THE karina from hit south korean girl group aespa, but fuck, you hated whenever jimin was basically never at home. during comebacks she was always booked and busy, and unfortunately this year, her schedules were packed tightly; solo gigs, advertisements, photoshoots on top of show after show, variety show shoots, etc.

you had cursed lee-fuckass-sooman for being such a shitty ceo and never letting his idols take a short break, even for christmas. all that cursing and manifesting towards that man in hopes that he would do something pulled through, because guess what, you woke up to the sound of your phone going off, a text message from your beloved girlfriend.

you honestly were tired as fuck, you knocked out as soon as she said ‘wait for me’, but with all the anticipation and adrenaline of seeing your girlfriend for the first time, in what? a few months, you were too excited to sleep any longer than an hour.

up at the ass crack of dawn cleaning your entire apartment, every single room had to be spotless, cleaned to perfection, shiny to the point of where you can see your face. not only that, but with christmas being literally today, you had to put up last minute decorations since you were too lazy to set up everything during your finals week, although you were busy as hell, so you couldn’t really decorate regardless, anything for your girlfriend i guess.

cleaning the entire apartment took hours, you were at it for so long that you didn’t even realise it was noon, and then decorating took way too long that in a flash it was already the evening and the sun was setting. oh shit, you realised jimin would be coming home soon, and you had no present to give her.

unless….

anyways, as a little treat, since jimin hadn’t seen you in so damn long, you thought it would be nice to dress up for her. even though you will be staying inside with her all day, dressing as santa would be on theme. rummaging through your closet, you find an off shoulder santa dress you bought last year for a party, pairing that with a set of lingerie, yeah you could be jimin’s ‘present’.

it was getting late, really really late, and even though you knew jimin said she was gonna come home at god knows what time, you couldn’t help but feel a little disheartened. you checked your phone, 11:07pm, no messages, no calls from her. you wondered if she stayed behind, knowing her, she would’ve stayed helping someone out if they really needed her, she was kind like that.

you laid on the couch feeling sleepy, all the effort put into making your apartment look presentable and christmas-y took a large toll on your body. seconds go by and you feel your eyes shutting, and your body relaxing.

thirty minutes.

the jingling of jimin’s keys could be heard from a few metres away. she knocked excitedly at the door expecting you to open up and jump into her arms, but nothing. she thought it was a little strange, you’d always opened the door and greeted her with a grin whenever she was able to visit, however you didn’t answer, not even your phone.

jimin thanked you for giving her spare keys just in case a situation like this happened, or a situation where she wanted to surprise you after your uni classes. has it happened? a few of times, yes. she came to your apartment and diligently waited for you with a cake on the table. but besides that, jimin waltzed into the apartment sighing and unzipping her massive puffer jacket “baby i’m home” her voice trailing off as she notices you sleeping on the couch “aww, did you doze off waiting for me? you’re so cute y/n” she was kind enough to lift you up and carry you to the bed, but only a few seconds later she realises what you were wearing.

jimin gently places you on top of your blanket, her face tinted a slight shade of red, your skirt hiked up a little for her to see. she pressed a shaky hand on her lips, wondering if she should really do what she was thinking, knowing you, she thought it would be okay. you’ve established this before, if it comes to jimin coming back to yours and you’re fast asleep, you told her it would be one hundred percent okay for her to wake you up by fucking you.

she sighs heavily and coughs, her hand shakily steadying herself on the bed, hovering right above you. with ease, she took off your dress leaving you with your lingerie on “why’d you have to be asleep. i’m so hard right now you don’t understand” her pants becoming increasingly uncomfortable with every passing second. caressing your skin gently before she unhooked the bra hook at the front, she begins to tease around your already hard nipples, building up her own arousal. a soft mewl escapes your lips, jimin’s teasing gradually turning into heated touches. each touch amplified your moaning, which in favour made jimin reach her breaking point, sliding her cargos off easily, she frantically tugs at the waistband of her boxers before tending to your panties.

spreading your legs apart so she can slot herself in between your thighs, you gradually come into consciousness, blinking your eyes a few times before your vision clears up “mmm… jimin?” you whispered, voice a little husky.

“finally, you’re awake. can we, you know… have sex?” she asks seriously. you giggle at the older girl, you look at her dearly.

“of course we can” noted, she draws herself closer, so close that her lips tickle your own. your arms wrap around jimin’s neck pulling her down, kissing her sweetly and softly. as she gives into the slow kiss, jimin adjusts herself comfortably between your legs, her hard cock against your bare pussy “you’re already hard” you say as you break the kiss.

“you look too cute, i couldn't help it” giggling as she pecks your lips twice before she turns your face to the side slowly kissing your jaw all the way down to your neck “were you dressed as my christmas gift?” huffing each time she stops kissing your neck.

“y-yeah” voice wavering “sorry i wanted to greet you, but i got too sleepy” you whimper softly as she pushes the tip of her cock slowly inside of your pussy.

“that’s okay, i know you did this all for me” you hum happily as she kisses your cheek, “you’ve made christmas so special, and i didn’t get you anything either, so let me treat you tonight” jimin licks her lips in arousal, attentively watching you wince as she pushes the rest of her length inside. one thing jimin loved about being intimate with you is the way you were so reactive to her touches, she always loved how easy it was to make you call out her name while your hands gripped her arm. the way you got so lost in pleasure, the way you sweetly moaned with each thrust, how you had to have your hands somewhere on jimin’s body just to feel even closer, jimin loved it all.

jimin began rolling her hips, her cock being long enough to hit almost every spot that made you squirm beneath her “how are you feeling, does my cock make you feel good?” you couldn’t answer simply with words, rather you responded with rapid ‘hm’s’ and ‘mhm’s’ all while she drove herself deeper. she leaned down and pressed her lips against yours once again, this time sliding in her tongue. you moaned into her mouth, her passion and skill making you feel dizzy and weak from the overwhelming pleasure you were receiving. jimin grinned into the kiss, knowing that she was the only one who could make you feel this way made her heart flutter.

she kept pumping in and out, quickening up the pace in one second, and then stopping abruptly the other second, just to see you hit her shoulder lightly and tell her to speed up while you moved your hips around her shaft, then suddenly speeding up again, catching you off guard and making you yelp.

she continues to rock hard and fast, giving you no time to think for yourself. your stomach plummets feeling like you were about to explode “fu.. fuck. jimin, i- i feel like i’m gonna cum” any other words after sounded like a bunch of garbled nonsense, the words ‘close’ being repeated a few times. to bring you closer to the edge, jimin took her fingers, put them softly into your mouth for you to suck them obediently, took them out and rubbed your clit slow circles. you moaned loud in response, her fingers skilfully playing with your clit as her thrusts grew harsher and consistent.

“ah… me too, god i’m so close-“ jimin kept going, her harsh thrust weakened her arms, forcing her to press her body against yours. she couldn’t take it much longer, her cock twitching and her tip overly sensitive “gonna.. i’m gonna cum, fuck” her hips jolted, her face nuzzling in between your neck as she attempts to hide a long moan. not so long after, you followed in suit, feeling her warm semen filling the insides of your pussy made you lose it. you gripped jimin’s bicep as you threw your head onto the soft pillow, legs twitching in response to jimin’s fingers still rubbing your clit.

a few seconds of relishing in ecstasy go by, you and your lover breathing heavily, catching your breath while you caress jimin’s hair lovingly. you tapped her shoulder “you okay baby?” she got up from between your neck, her baby hairs sticking to her forehead,

“merry christmas babe” smiling sweetly as she kisses your forehead, “i’m okay, it felt too good i almost blacked out” she pulled out, watching you again as you frowned subtly. jimin held back a giggle, you were just too cute “come on babe, let's get up. i’ll run a bath for the both of us”

“you’re so sweet jimin, i love you so much”

“i love you too y/n, merry christmas you cutie”

#wintersera #aespa smut #aespa karina smut #g!p aespa #g!p karina #yu jimin smut #yu jimin x reader smut #karina x reader smut #karina x fem reader smut #kpop smut #girl group smut

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[imdead770]

The Outsiders x Reader Headcannons

♡ Random things the gang would do if you dated them ♡

Darry -

He's fixing everything for you. Your shelf broke? Give him 15 minutes. Your car broke? He'll get Sodapop to fix it up for you. Your heart broke? He's fixing it. This man is Fix-it Felix.

♡

I feel like he wouldn't be the biggest PDA guy, but if you're both alone, he's probably holding you in some way shape or form. Your back against his chest, your head on his shoulder with his arm around you, it's happening and he's perfectly happy with it.

Sodapop -

I don't know why, but I feel like Sodapop picked a specific night for both of you to just spend time together and relax. Probably a Saturday night since he won't have to worry about work. It's just a night where you sit together, eat ice cream, and watch a movie. He'll hold you and quietly talk to you, randomly peppering kisses on your face.

^ this makes me so lovesick holy shit ^

♡

This man is HUGE on pda. He'll hold your hand, have his arm around your waist, kiss your forehead. As long as you're comfortable with it, he'll shower you with affection 25/8

Ponyboy -

He WILL watch sunsets with you. He'll take your hand, run you outside to his porch and sit on the steps with you. Your head rested on his shoulder with his arm around your waist.

" You were right Pony.. it's beautiful.. "

" Not as beautiful as you.. "

I know it's cliche but stfu

♡

I feel like he isn't really used to PDA, so he doesn't really initiate it. But the moment you do anything, from holding his jaw as you kiss him to entertwining your fingers with his, his heart melts. With a bit of time, he'll return the favor, he just needs to get comfortable.

Johnny -

I don't know if this is accurate, but I feel like he'd bring you flowers. No reason, he just wanted to bring his girl flowers. He'll bring you your favorite if he can. If he can't find some he'll pick the prettiest ones he can find. You had to buy a vase for just how often he brings you flowers.

♡

We all know this boy is shy, but I feel like once he warms up to you PDA is just normal. Not big PDA like Soda, but he likes holding your hand in public. In private he'll hold you against him, play with your hair, the whole thing.

Dallas -

He takes you to so many of Buck's parties it's not even funny. You're bored? He'll take you to go dance. You're stressed? He'll sit at the bar and drink with you. You don't drink? Well shit.

☆ On the dancing note, he's not a huge dancer, but he'll stand beside you to make sure nobody steps out of line. He also 100% watches your ass while you sway your hips. Probably grinds if we're being honest.

♡

On the PDA side, he isn't big on it, in public or in private. Gotta maintain that tough guy image. He might have his hand in your back pocket or around your hip. In private he won't be big on it at first, but after a bit he might hold you. Not like hold-hold, but he'll put his arms around you.

Two-Bit -

I swear on my life, this man will throw the worst pick-up lines at you. He doesn't care that you're already dating, he'll do it.

" Yknow, if you were a vegetable, you’d be a cute-cumber. "

" Two-Bit, I love you, but shut the fuck up. "

♡

PDA wise, he'll do it. That's about it. He'll do it. He wouldn't make out with you on the spot, but he'll hold you, kiss you on the cheek, whatever. He'll do it.

Steve -

He'd try to bake with you. This isn't a regular thing, but I think since he likes chocolate cake so damn much, he'd decide to make it. He just decided to bring you along for the ride. To summarize it, it was a mess.

" Steve.. when did that milk expire? "

" Says.. December, why? "

" What year, Steve. "

" ... Ohhh.. "

♡

This mf is just a leveled-down Dallas ( in the best way possible ). He acts all tough/tuff but would do subtle acts. Hands around your waist, intertwining his fingers with yours, the basics. In private he'd definitely hold you, though.

I love them all so much

#sodapop curtis #the outsiders #the outsiders headcanons #dallas winston #darry curtis #johnny cade #ponyboy curtis #steve randle #two bit mathews #sodapop x reader #dallas x reader #two bit x reader #ponyboy x reader #johnny x reader #steve x reader #darry x reader

[prettypei]

plot: satosugu bf headcanons (seperately); fluff!

reader: gn! Reader

parings: highschool! geto, gojo

warnings:none?? I don’t think so

(a/n): SUGURU ON THE MIND!!!! esp after that new ep gawd damn

✰GOJO

HES SUCH A LOSER BF

like you knew it from the way he asked you out

he planned to ask you out by making a cake that said "date me?" on it

he thought it was romantic

but gojo srsly cant cook

he even though he really likes sweets he cant even fry an egg so the cake turned out something like... imagine the worst cake possible with frosting everywhere and the message on top of the cake is unreadable and the cake is a weird brown color? yeah its like that

you agreed to go out with him anws

if you ever get in a fight hes definitely pullin up to fight with you, no matter how wrong you are

"cats are dogs" "yea they're basically animals so they're the same!"

will ask to copy homework EVERY. SINGLE TIME.

he claims that he trusts you like you grades vould be going downhill and he would still borrow urs

is the type of person to accidentally copy the name too

such a virgin everyone says he's a major f-boy but in reality he has never felt another person touch him romantically

he gives you goofy grins whenever he does sth stupid (and when he does it's mostly bc he wants to see you laugh)

calls you the most ridiculous pet names "sugar bby pookie bear"

also likes referring to you as candies like he called you liquorice one time???

has a habit of applying lip gloss... like A LOT.

"can I kiss u babe" "yeah lemme put on lip gloss rq" *proceedes to spend 10 whole minutes smacking his lips and applying lip gloss*

really big on pda hes suuupperrrr into it, but he'll tone it down if you're uncomfortable

if ur into it tho? he kisses you every two secs

TAKES THE WORST DATING ADVICE EVER FROM THE TRIO

"guys where shld I bring (name) on a date?" "Bring her to a sewer, that way they'll be scared and hug you."-geto "idk a therapist?"-shoko (in the end you were just grossed out, but he somehow makes it sweet and wholesome at the same time?)

✰GETO

he texts you a lot of memes (I'm sure this is widely agreed throughout the fandom lol)

doesn't hug you a lot in public but he does wrap his arm around your shoulder

he wouldn't be reallyyyy affectionate but if you are he'll accept your hugs with a little smile

he likes my melody more than kuromi

his love language is quality time, sometimes you'll spend dates just lounging out on the couch and doing nothing. However, he thinks it's much nicer than just being by himself

really great memory, he notices those small details about you that no one else does, or even the ones you're unaware of like when you always fold a napkin when you're at a restaurant yk hes cute like that

asks the weirdest questions ever: "do you think I'm a squirrel or a chipmunk?" respond with "I think you're an idiot" QUICK!!!

he gets super moody when his hair ties are missing, he has a whole bag of them at his dorm

allows you to give him silly hairstyles when he's sleepin <3

loves truth or dare and 20 questions

has a weird obsession with puzzles and he likes it if he’s piecing one together with you

he also gets competitive without knowing. Like even with you if you guys are at an arcade and you win him at basketball hoops he’s bitter

”let’s do it again I was not ready” “you said that 5 times and I still won” “NO”

he believes in astrology stuff

is more emotionally attracted to people than physically

he may come off as cold but he just doesn’t express as much as gojo

he sometimes paints (mostly watercolor) and a lot of them are of you or are inspired by you <333

MY POOKIE!!! Free my man he did nothing wrong!!!!

#pei writes 🖋️ #geto x reader #gojo x reader #gojo satoru #jjk gojo #jujutsu gojo #suguru #geto #jujustu kaisen #jjk #jjk x reader #jujustu kaisen x reader #jujutsu x reader #geto suguru #gojou satoru x reader #gojou satoru x you #getou suguru x reader #jjk geto #jujutsu geto #stsg #satosugu #geto headcanons #gojo headcanons

[silentcryracha]

Hi babe okay who in Stray Kids you think is an ass man vs a tits man LET'S GO I'M ALL EARS 🧎🏿‍♀️

HELLO okay so we're getting into horny territory, I gotchu babe LOL OKAY LET'S GOOO

Warnings : this is basically NSFW so minors turn your heels, 18 + ONLY

Word Count: 1.9K

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Chan - Ass

He is one of those to which I'd give the 'both' label, but maybe, just MAYBE ass got a couple extra points. Chan is the type to use your butt as a pillow just because he can, it's soft and it's you.

Definitely the type to grab your butt when he kisses you, especially if he wanted to bring you closer. Putting his hand in your back pocket as you walk, resting his hand dangerously close to your butt cheeks but straight up lying and saying that 'it was your hips/lower back' when you tease him for it.

Channie WOULD shower it (you of course lol) with compliments. 'Damn baby those pants are making me feel some typa way', 'You look beautiful baby, that dress hugs your body perfectly' and so on.

Also the type to squeeze it and slap it while you have sex. He'd use both his hands to guide your hips as you ride him, or squeeze it as he slaps his own hips into your while he fucks you from behind. May even *whispering* suggest to try some butt stuff. Would definitely involve it in your sexual life though, one way or another.

Doesn't seem to be one of the members who's as constant to giving butt slaps for fun but he will 100% do it some time. You're teasing him and he wants to get back at you for laughing? Slap. You're fresh out of the shower with just a towel wrapped around you and casually walk past him? Slap.

Minho - Tits

Okay hear me out I know that he's basically THE butt hunter in Stray Kids but, BUT. I don't know, I almost feel like in an actual sexual way a nice pair of boobs would get him stupid drooling you know what I mean?

Absolutely the type to get flustered when he sees you wearing a particularly flattering or revealing item, and then get a grip just to start teasing and complimenting you until you're the flustered one.

A born tit sucker, dare I say. Doesn't matter the position, if he (and usually he'd make sure of it) has access to your tits rest assured that he will spend most of the time sucking, licking, grazing and biting on them. The hardened nipples as well as the soft, smooth, surrounding area. If by the time you're getting intimate your nipples aren't hard yet he'd make it his personal job to get them there right away, like it's a fundamental step.

On a more softer note though I think that he'd absolutely love to feel your soft chest against him. As you're hugging, him wrapping his arms around you from behind and so on. But also I can picture his cat-self just enjoying laying his head on them or kneading them both for comfort, or as you make out.

Changbin - Ass

This man cares so much about his own cake, how could he not be obsessed with his partner's? Gym boy Binnie taking EVERY chance to check out or touch your ass. 'Oh sweetheart wait let me help you' and you'd assume that he's talking about the weights but then he just grabs your ass cheeks as you're like ??

In the bedroom he'd do the basic stuff, like grabbing it and slapping it depending on the position, but he's also another one who may be into butt stuff. Definitely gets hard just eating you out from behind or abusing the fuck out of it during a heated make out session.

Occasional butt slaps? Doesn't seem big on it though. Would love to rest his hands near it (so lower back/hips) as you're standing, even in public. Would also shower you with compliments and be a sucker for when you're wearing clothing items that hugged your ass perfectly.

He'd also be resting his hands there a lot I think, like when you're laying together. Another one who's use it as a pillow. But careful because one wrong move of your hips against his crotch while spooning and he'll gonna start grinding like an animal.

Hyunjin - Tits

The amount of clips (even some compilations lmao it's definitely a thing) that I've seen of this man casually grabbing or squeezing other people's chests are... many. If Minho is the butt hunter, Hyunjin is the boobs hunter.

Aside from a pure horny sexual aspect I think that as an artist, therefore a lover of beauty and aesthetic, he truly appreciates the 'sight' of them? He'd be noticing the way that they sit on your chest, their outline from certain see through/large clothes. Or the crease between them and their shape when you wear bras, low v necks and so on.

Has absolutely the clear and detailed image of your whole body engraved in his mind. Which also includes your breasts. Their color, the skin texture, eventual moles or veins. From an artistic point of view yes but also from an horny point of view let's be real, there's no way that he's just gonna sit there watching your tits and be normal about it.

Just the thought of them sitting all pretty in his hands, the soft skin spilling in between his fingers, the weight of them, the softness and warmth...yeah he could very well come in his pants (and probably already did a couple times). He'd pay special attention to them during sex, licking, biting and kissing them. Maybe, just maybe even have a thing for coming on them/getting them wet with his tongue.

Jisung - Tits

He one of the few ones for which I had less doubts. I don't know why specifically but boobs and Jisung just go together imo. Is it the subby vibes? Is it the possible anime influence? Doesn't matter. This man enjoys a nice pair of tits no question.

Would probably be shy about it at the start because he thinks it's actually a little embarrassing just how horny tits (yours especially) make him. You'd probably start noticing him eyeing you a little too much whenever you're wearing low necklines, lingerie, or straight up not wearing any bra around the house under your shirt.

As soon as you start being intimate though he wouldn't even try to hide it anymore. Buying his head in your chest would be his favorite activity along with actually kissing, licking, biting your tits. Absolutely the type to grab them as he's holding you up against his chest while he fucks you from behind, or when he has you on all fours.

Likewise, his mouth would be on them constantly in missionary, or as you're riding him. Don't even get me started on the way that looking at them bounce would make his chances of lasting significantly go down. Another one who would like to cum on them/fuck them.

Felix - Ass

Okay so the aussie line are the top two members that I would put in the 'both'. Because I'm pretty sure Felix does like tits quite a lot, and probably has a few kinks linked to them, BUT, I went for the ass in the end.

Absolutely number one hype boy when it comes to compliments. Both sweet and wholesome but also horny and suggestive, my man has range. 'Those jeans look great on you, angel' to then add some shit like 'Wish I was the one sticking to your ass though'.

Would also be a big fan of buying you lingerie. The thought of your pretty ass barely covered with an equally pretty (and expensive) piece of lace would definitely get him feeling some type of way. Speaking of butts and gifts...how about pretty plugs. I don't paint him as a furry (lol) but I could easily think about him getting excited about seeing you wear a tail of some sorts. Bunny, fox, cat, whatever.

In general he'd really enjoy playing and touching your ass during sex, sometimes grabbing it like a lifeline when he needs to ground himself to not cum too soon, or just because you feel so good that he just needs a stress ball.

Speaking of stress, he's definitely the type to massage you when you need it but also to use your ass as a pillow or even a literal..stress ball? When he needs it. Like when he's playing a video game, you could just be laying on your stomach next to him, minding your own business, but you'd definitely feel a few kitten kneads on your buttocks from time to time.

Seungmin - Ass

This one is based on vibes but I'm not that unsure about it either to be honest. I don't know what is that screams 'Kim Seungmin ass man' into my brain, but something is there.

I don't picture him as someone who'd want to be too obvious about it in public or in general. I get a 'reserved for the bedroom' type of energy from him, but I wouldn't exclude the random butt slap every once in a while. Not even as a joke, just straight up to nag you and annoy you.

Sometimes be a little shit and scare you. For example you would be minding your own business, cooking or something, and out of the blue Seungmin would announce himself with a loud smack on your ass. And of course you'd give him a death stare because he almost made you drop a whole pan with boiling stuff.

I do feel like he's also someone who secretly loves seeing you in lingerie. Specifically in lace and dark colors, both two pieces and one pieces. He would get extremely turned on whenever you teased him, but specifically when you grinded your ass on his crotch, or even gave him a little personal lap dance, making sure to show off your bottom perfectly.

He would love to eat you out from behind and grab/bite your soft flesh. Not sure about the actual butt stuff but he's definitely someone who enjoys spanking and ass play, just as a teasing concept. He likes to 'torture' you until you're begging him to fuck you.

Jeongin - Tits

Another one who's based on pure vibes and instinct. He could be an ass man, too, yes. But my heart and the compass in it points me to the tits idk what to tell y'all.

I feel like Jisung and Minho (and Felix) he may be another one of the members that have them as a 'kink'. Don't know how to explain it, but he does. He's another shy one though, similar to Seungmin, which is why I think that he'd keep his business in the bedroom.

He would absolutely appreciate a lot the way that some clothing items look on you and of course compliment you and stuff but I don't feel like he'd just straight up go feral.

In private though, well. Basic kissing, licking, biting and so on BUT, hear me out...he'd worship them. Like he absolutely loves to hold and squeeze your boobs in his hands, he likes the feeling and the sight of it. He gives off the vibes of a man that would spend a good portion of time just worshiping your tits, like it's a whole part of the foreplay like giving oral.

Who knows he might even be the type to just randomly get the urge to get his mouth and hands on them while you're laying together. Not necessarily leading to sex, but just because it's something that he enjoys doing. Maybe a sort of stress reliever? Whatever it is, he's in love with your tits that's for sure.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

K, that's it. I need a shot of holy water along with a couple of delulu pills and so do you 🫵 

#silentcryracha #my writing #stray kids x reader #skz hard thoughts #skz hard hours #skz headcanons #silentcryracha's mail #request answered #stray kids felix #stray kids han #stray kids hyunjin #stray kids hard thoughts #stray kids lee know #stray kids smut #stray kids imagines #stray kids x you #stray kids scenarios #stray kids hard hours #stray kids headcanons #stray kids bang chan #stray kids changbin #stray kids in #stray kids seungmin

[ellecdc]

Love, i just had a heartbreaking thought; James' first solo excursion with Vix. He'd be so anxious and stressed because all he can think is " i wont leave without her this time" 😭

Could i request paranoid james and vix going shopping alone for the first time?? I feel that hed want one of those stretchy child hand cuff things so he wouldnt lose her

Poor Jamie. I wanna give this sod the biggest hug in the whole wide world

James was losing it - he was well aware of this. Every movement, every car horn, every bell ringing above a shop door, every person laughing or yelling brought him closer to you until you were basically wearing him like a backpack.

"Doing alright, Jamie?" You asked kindly, politely, concernedly. James wanted to shove you under his arm and take cover.

"Yeah, yup. Never better." He said distractedly as he continued to scan your surroundings.

The two of you had volunteered to pick up the cake from the magical bakery on Diagon Alley for Remus' birthday, which quickly turned into shopping for presents in Muggle London, which turned into a full on shopping spree at a large mall.

James hated it.

Being in a building felt claustrophobic and he was panicky watching you even reach for door handles - sure as all get out that the place was quickly becoming consumed by fiendfyre. He didn't fair much better outside, however, feeling as though you were both too vulnerable in the open; desperate to find coverage.

Really, he just wanted to take you home.

"How much longer do you think we'll be?" He asked you as he glared menacingly at a male shopper who had the audacity to wear all black until he left your vicinity.

"Not long, James. I just want to hit the grocery before we head back; it might be nice to have a charcuterie, no?"

James wanted to say "actually, I'm pretty sure shopping for charcuterie might be what kills us, Vix." But since that was crazy, he opted to hum in agreement as you led the way.

The two of you passed by a toy store where he saw a parent walking a child on a lead like a dog. His first thought was 'good lord, muggle parents are something else'. His second though was 'I should buy one for me and Vix'.

He turned back to the direction you two had been heading when he realized he couldn't see you anymore.

"Vix?" He said quietly as he spun in place. "Y/N?!" He shouted louder, garnering attention from the other shoppers near by.

What was he going to do? He couldn't very well pull his wand out right now. He would pull his wand out if he needed to - Azkaban be damned for breaking the statute of secrecy - but he was not going home to Sirius without you again.

"Y/N!" He shouted as he started shoving his head against the glass windows of various shops on the street, trying to catch a glimpse of you.

He felt tears prick his eyes as his breathing became faster. How could he have done this? How could he have lost you again!?

Unawares of the panic you just caused, you exited the shop with a bouquet of lilies for James - knowing he liked having fresh flowers around his home that reminded him of his 'beautiful flower' to find him spinning around frantically with tears streaming down his face like a toddler who lost their parent at the zoo.

"James!" You called as you raised your hand. He spotted you instantly and made for you - crushing your bouquet between the two of you as he enveloped you in a bone crushing hug.

"Where were you!? I couldn't find you anywhere!" He cried as he held on fast to your form. You patted his back consolingly.

"Awe, Jamie. I'm sorry. I thought you were following me - I just wanted to get you some flowers!" You explained as you pulled the slightly flattened bouquet away from your body.

All anxiety and any pretence of anger slipped away as James beamed at the bouquet. "You got me flowers!?" He shrilled as he took them from you.

You beamed right back at him and gave him another hug. "I'm sorry for frightening you, Prongs. Why don't we go to the grocery and then head home?"

James took a steadying breath and nodded at you.

"Can we hold hands?" He asked somewhat sheepishly.

You immediately held out your hand which he quickly enveloped with the one not holding his bouquet as you set off for the shops.

He didn't let your hand go until you made it into Grimmauld Place and Sirius hollered at him for making moves on his girl.

#marauders come back be here #marauders au #marauders fanfiction #marauders x reader #marauders #ask elle #self insert #reader insert #sirius black #james potter

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

U WRITE FOR SIMON :00

Can I request Simon finding a friendly polar bear in his home which is sweet to him..and becomes basically his guard and Therapy animal headcanons?? :0 please the old man needs it-

Oh thank you first Simon request, yippee!!

........

You lived in Ice King's castle as a pet of sorts, turned immortal simply because you were, according to him, "too cute and cuddly to die".

If anything, though, you were basically his emotional support polar bear as he rambled about his loneliness and failures to catch yet another princess, oftentimes sobbing into your fur when it gets to be too much.

Like Gunther, you couldn't really talk. But you were there for him anyways.

After he becomes Simon again, his memories of you become a complete blur...

Until one day you show up at his "house" (the 20th Century Museum) and nearly give him a heart attack.

For a split second he thought the crown was on and he accidentally summoned you,,,bc how else would a polar bear get inside undetected???

To make a long story short, Prismo granted your wish to speak human language (how you got to the Time Room and how tf he knew that was your wish both remained a mystery), and you used that in your search for IK.

Although Simon was reluctant, he decides to let you stay since you went through a lot of trouble to find him.

Plus, he needed somebody to vent to....yet despite not remembering much of you from before, he still feels immense guilt. He even apologizes for burdening you so much in the past.

But you reassure him you don't mind it at all.

Whenever he regresses back to his IK days, you're there to comfort him and let him cuddle up against your side.

Instead of him overdramatically sobbing about some random princess like before, he sheds a few tears for Betty..his one true princess.

You met her a few times, but never reslly got to know her, although given the stories Simon told you..it's clear that he still loved her dearly.

While accompanying him on his multiverse adventures with Fionna and Cake, you're there as his bodyguard, being a fierce defender (you damn near mauled the Scarab to death when he got too close to your friend).

After he eventually learns to move on and live for himself, you get officially registered as an ESA by his therapist.

You even got your own service vest/uniform so everyone in Ooo knows you have a VERY important job to do.

#clanask #anonymous #adventure time x reader #fionna and cake x reader #simon petrikov #simon petrikov x reader #headcanons #bear reader #hurt/comfort

[rosemaeridream]

... comes back around || aespa uar

uchinaga aeri x reader (M)

warnings: basically PWP, fingering, switch!reader, switch!aeri, more toxic than last time (?), semi-public sex, desperateness from both parties, they get caught

A/N: oops this was extremely self indulgent and extremely late. it was gonna be longer but i just need to post something lol - read part one HERE

Synopsis: 'She looks between the two of you, making clear note of Aeri’s bitten red lips and tousled hair and the faint teeth marks on your neck. “I’m sorry, I’m going to have to ask your fiancé to wait outside the dressing room.”’

word count: 2k

"Please," She croons against your lips, pushing her body needfully into your own. "I want you. Now."

You know it's an act. It's always an act when she behaves like this. Aeri's temperament can't possibly conceptualise giving up a sliver of control to someone else. Not when you leave your own apartment covered in purpling marks, some hidden — some unable to hide — just to pick her up an iced coffee. Not when she leaves you at the door, making you feel like a puppy with attachment issues; dependent on when she walks back through the doorway again. 

Especially not when she has you pushed up against a wall in a changing room, white dress with floral lacing cupped against her bodice tickling your arms.

God knows why you accepted to accompany her to shop for wedding dresses.

Perhaps you were more masochistic than you initially believed.

Your fingers wind into the dress, the fabric flowing over her hips and down to the floor. It’s a gorgeous dress; layers of tulle and lace and it leaves so much of her chest is exposed. It makes you understand why consummation exists. 

There’s too much to lift so you can duck under, like you most desire. So you don’t. Instead you flip positions, flattening her back to the wall and slotting a leg between hers. 

Aeri lets out a pleased huff, resting her forearms on your shoulders, wrists loosely crossed. It’s very… high school sweetheart. 

Maybe in another world you’ve just picked her up from after work, taking her on a date. Kissing her in an alleyway on the way home. Not to keep it secret from a damned fiancé. Just for the plain old reason of public indecency.

But this isn’t that world and Aeri’s getting impatient, her eyes dimming — filling with ice. If it was any other moment you know she would have stomped on your foot.

“Brat.” You murmur like you have any control over the situation.

“Idiot.” She throws back at you. Her blinks are slow; she has all the time in the world while you’re in the palm of her hand. Nothing in her voice says that she’s planning on being nice. 

At least you like it that way.

“Are you gonna fuck me in here? You’re soooo, ah- brainless.” Aeri laughs. Right at you. She’s right though. She’s always right. You know she’s just saying the things you want to hear. Every time she pleads for you she’s really just giving you the dregs at the bottom of the bowl, letting you lick the plate clean, all so she can have her cake and eat it too. 

“I need you.” She giggles again, this time letting her breathless moan turn fake, too much like a cam girl. “Please, I need someone–you to take care of me.”

Even though the brainless fog you know she’s mocking you. Her lips twitch and there’s murky insincerity in her eyes. She’s having fun.

Then she moans his name into your ear. It should have been your reason to stop, your reason to push her off you, tell her that she’s fucked in the head and you’re not going to be dragged down into moral sacrilege once more.

A white hot fire sears at your muscles, to the point where you think that you’re about to descend into hysteria until a sea of calm hits.

“That’s not my name.” You growl, pushing her further into the wall.

“Then give me a reason to use it.” Her insufferable attitude only gives you more reason to be rougher, practically slamming your knee in between her legs.

It only makes her release a small whine and a scathing smile. “You can do better than that.”

You’re pushed by her again, right to the boundary that she loves to smear. And it makes you crazy. 

And, the fog in your brain clears.

You start to lift the layers and layers of tulle, it’s heavy but you don’t care. She’s made your arms ache before and you’re not against making them ache for weeks to do this. Aeri makes no move to stop you.

In the back of your head you know that you’re playing back into her hands again, raking your nails up her thighs and kissing the line of her collarbone. Aeri gasps and you take it as a victory, nipping her skin lightly.

Slowly, your fingers find their place, gliding against her dampening panties. She’s just as desperate as you are. Her dripping cunt can’t deny that.

You take your time, exploring the dip of her neck, letting yourself revel in the ragged breaths Aeri’s trying to keep dampened. Her head rolls back, a faint thud against the wood panelling.

Aeri pushes her hips against your hand, wanting something more than half-brushes through cotton. 

“Stop being a tease.” She grits out.

“Stop being a brat then.” You press harder against her clit but make no move to push aside the fabric. 

“Shit, you’re wet.” Peppering a couple kisses along her jaw, you finally kiss her. The intensity of the kiss makes you shiver and allows your brain to fall down another rabbit hole of depravity. 

Slowly, you give in, pushing her underwear to the side. Aeri moans, sinking her teeth into her bottom lip to quieten herself. “I should’ve known you get off on this. Anyone could walk by any second to check in on us, and here you are, whining like a whore.” 

If she weren’t so desperate, Aeri would have made a snide comment or slapped you in the face. You’re sure of it. But all she does is buck her hips, wanting your fingers to sink deeper into her cunt instead of the shallow teasing and circling. For some reason, she’s not being completely brash today.

“Hu-hurry up.” Aeri mewls, her hands scrabbling to clutch something against the wall. You take a small step back to get a good look at her.

Aeri’s eyes are glazed over, half-lidded and her bottom lip is caught under her teeth, trying in vain to stay semi-quiet. Your fingers dip a little further into her cunt, drawing out a gasp, her thighs twitching. She rolls her hips as always whenever she wants something. 

You push her hips to the wall, forcing her to stop. For once you felt completely in control and it felt good.

“Beg.”

The word half-brings Aeri from her haze, her eyes still lidded and lips still bitten. “Just… haah~ fuck me already.”

A frown pulls at your lips and you start to slide your hands out of her underwear. Her hand darts down to stop you, fingers tight around your wrist. Her nails begin to dig into your skin. A bear trap away from pleasure.

“Wait- wait.” She swallows, forcing your hand back to her cunt. “Please. Pl-please, fuck me. I need your fingers.”

It tickles your mind. Hearing her want you makes you pulse with need. 

Pleased at her compliance, you shove your fingers in the whole way without any care. Aeri’s wet enough anyway, her slick beginning to drip down your palm.

As you fuck her, you move your lips back to her chest. You’d give anything in that moment to pinch and suck at her nipples but you know better than to ruin a wedding dress. Especially one that hasn’t been bought yet. Instead you help yourself to the rest of the exposed skin of her chest. 

Aeri’s a mess. Her hair has become wild as she rests her head against the wall, muffling her moans with one hand as the other grips your wrist. It isn’t helping you with anything, just there superficially. The thought that she might have been drooling if you weren’t in a changing room sends pleasure to your groin.

“Isn’t this nice? Being a brat just makes it harder for the both of us.” You husk into her ear. Her throat bobs as she chokes back another whine. 

You’re about to remove her hand so you can kiss her again, but there’s the sound of heels clicking. Then there’s a voice from beyond the changing room. The assistant. Aeri’s muffled moans silence. She’s not completely shameless today. 

One of her hands fumble to your shoulders, pushing you far enough back that you can’t seal her lips with yours. 

“Are you alright in there? You’ve been awhile.” 

You can feel Aeri’s irritation from the clenching of her thighs, or maybe that’s because your fingers never stopped moving. And you don’t stop moving them, even going a step further to curl them into the rough spot on her walls. 

Apparently, the sound of someone else’s voice has shook her from her stupor and she sends you a glare – which isn’t that intimidating since directly after she clamps her mouth closed to conceal another moan – telling you to stop so she can respond to the assistant.

“We’re, ngh- fine! Just swapping out dresses.”

You give her cunt a rather forceful pump, brushing your thumb against her clit on the way up and she digs her nails into your shoulders. Then Aeri’s whole head is buried in your neck muffling a pathetic whine. By the pattern of her walls squeezing your fingers, she’s just hit an orgasm. Her teeth sink into your neck as you let her ride out her high, slowly rubbing circles into her clit.

“Are you sure?” The voice comes from outside again, slightly more concerned.

As Aeri is currently indisposed, you speak up, keeping your tone light. “Yeah, we’re just having a little trouble with the zipper, it’s no problem.”

“Do you mind if I come in? I can take a look at that for you.” 

You’re already moving, quickly dislodging your fingers from their damp position – to the dismay of Aeri who clenches once more, her cunt desperately trying to keep them inside. Rather than putting your fingers into her mouth or even your own, you wipe them on your pants, all the while running your other hand through her hair, trying to make it look less like you’ve just been fucking in the changing room.

“Yeah, that might be helpful!” You call out after a moment, turning Aeri with your hands so that she has her back to you and unzipping her dress just a little. All for show.

The assistant’s head pops in a moment later, moving to your side and looking at the zip. Then she undoes it with ease. You almost laugh at how smoothly it descends down her back. Aeri holds up the bodice, as not to be completely naked.

With the zipper undone, the assistant steps back, holding her hands together and smiles, looking like she’s about to recite a script. Then she pauses, finally noticing the disarray you’re in.

She looks between the two of you, making clear note of Aeri’s bitten red lips and tousled hair and the faint teeth marks on your neck. Her eyes seem to get stuck on the shiny trail of saliva that you had left on Aeri’s chest. Put together with the effortless unzipping of the wedding dress, and the intelligence of anyone over the age of 16, she clues in. 

The assistant dons a forced smile. “I’m sorry, I’m going to have to ask your fiancé to wait outside the dressing room.”

You open your mouth to correct her, show her the lack of ring on your finger or say something about the groom traditionally not seeing the bride in her wedding dress before they’re on the aisle together but you hesitate. Saying that would make all this worse.

Returning her smile, you nod at the assistant, kiss Aeri on the cheek like a good fiancé would and leave the dressing room.

Fucking hell.

AN: lmk if u want more cause i don't think i'm done with this aeri

#!! dreamy’s pieces #aespa #giselle x reader #giselle #aespa smut #uchinaga aeri x reader #kpop imagines #kpop oneshots #giselle smut #idol x reader #aespa imagines #kpop x reader #aespa x reader

[juuuulez]

📰 | part four: capulet.

info: Carl Grimes x Saviour! Reader, enemies to lovers, slow burn, follows slight canon, no use of (y/n), non-graphic violence, morally grey reader.

summary: Carl and Enid are at the Hilltop colony at the same time as the Saviours’ arrival. A fight ensues.

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Thank you all soooo much for the lovely messages regarding this series!!! It’s managed to motivate me to finally finish this part. I’m on my very last few weeks of school (as in…of my life) so it’s very hectic atm, but coming on here always is a nice escape.

Next chapter will feature Carl’s breaking into the Sanctuary…. sooo a bit of fun there.

After the whole ordeal, in order to hide from Negan and the Saviours, Maggie and Sasha had relocated to the Hilltop colony. It was upsetting at first, being so far from their friends, especially as most was too busy to visit.

But not Enid.

She’d made the effort to get there, plus the company of Carl, and found that it was a rather pleasant trip. After all, who doesn’t like fooling around a little with a boy? It took away from all the pain and suffering in the world, even just for a moment.

That moment sure didn’t last long.

It was her second day at the Hilltop, and Enid was tending to some of the garden near the fences. She found life at Hilltop to be more her pace, less restricting than Alexandria. Carl was nearby, leaning against a wooden pole, keeping up the casual conversation. The two were able to talk about everything and nothing at the same time.

The Saviours were here, they knew that, but it wasn’t their problem. Another bonus of being away from Alexandria. Simon and his men mostly left them alone, likely terrorising some adults, or their leader.

Enid and Carl were mid conversation when her eyes began to drift, like they usually did. Over to that spot near the compound’s back, where two fresh graves sat. She couldn’t tear herself away.

Except this time, alarm bells went off.

You were standing right there. Next to the two plots, looking down at them. Bat in hand. It appeared merely innocent, but she knew something was up. You were evil. One of them.

Little flecks of dirt are caked on her hands from gardening, but Enid doesn’t care to wipe it off. Suddenly she’s standing, storming over there, and Carl is subject to helplessly follow as he realises what was happening.

Though Enid knew very well that you typically meant trouble, it was Carl who had an actual insight into the logic behind your violent tendencies. This was likely a confrontation you would not take lightly, given how hotheaded Enid could be.

“Wait, maybe we shouldn’t—“ Carl attempts to contain the situation, but she’s already approached you, already speaking with such a determined candour that he can only stand back and watch

“What the hell are you doing here?” Enid practically seethes, standing there next to you, on the grass.

You’d heard the footsteps before the pair approached. Therefore, you weren’t at all surprised to turn and spot Enid, basically verging on intruding your personal space. Maybe an intimidation tactic. You appeared slightly amused, metal bat in hand, hanging at your side.

“Paying my respects, obviously,” You point out, giving a nod towards the two muddied graves. That grin doesn’t falter, “Which, by the way, haven’t seen from either of you towards any of my dead. Thanks a lot.”

But then Enid is speaking again, fire on her tongue, venom laced in her words. “Your dead don’t deserve any respect. They deserve to be six feet under, goddamn scum.”

“Enid.” Carl says as somewhat of a warning, not exactly scolding, just a concern for what may come of this. It falls on deaf ears, as you are letting out a low whistle, feigning being impressed.

“My God, girly. You are cold,” It’s said in a taunting manner, stepping away from the graves, approaching Enid slowly. “Is it that time of the month, or what? Because you seemed pretty damn timid in Alexandria last week, so excuse me for being a little shocked at this confidence.”

“We are going to kill you,” Enid says, ignoring your attempts at provoking her, “And your people, and Negan. You can’t get away with this.”

You roll your eyes. This conversation, again?

“Don’t think so,” You chime, stepping closer. At this point, you are right in front of Enid, your noses could be touching if you moved any closer. “Because we already have gotten away with this. You are under our control. When will that get into your thick-as-fuck skull?”

There’s a look of anger on Enid’s face, discontent. Offence at your blatantly cocky attitude. “You talk big game, but you aren’t half the survivor you think you are.” She sneers.

It only causes your smile to grow.

“Oh, I’m not a survivor. I’m a winner,” You point out with a sense of pride, “And you, and your friends, are losers. Hence why I’m standing over their graves, and not you to mine.”

Then Enid lunges forward, but you step backwards, just enough to evade being hit. At the same time, Carl is gripping onto Enid’s forearm, pulling her backwards as he’d similarly predicted her intent to strike.

“I would not do that if I were you.” Now it’s your turn to sneer, unimpressed with the downright disobedience and attempt at appearing threatening. Though you do not fear Enid, you’re irritated with the lack of respect.

But Enid can’t stop. Her face is scrunched up, desperate to break from Carl’s hold, ready to take you down with her bare hands. “I’m gonna kill you, and then let you turn. You will live forever as a monster and you will fit right in.”

“Enid!” Carl finally scolds, sensing the rising tension, desperate to avoid letting this spiral any more. After all, he’d been there. He knew how disobedience was handled. It was a death sentence.

They don’t respect you. These people don’t. Or, Enid doesn’t. Nor does Rick. You remember your fathers words: respect is gained through examples. Show them what they have to fear. This world is no place for empty threats.

So, you swing.

There’s a bystander off to your left, you’d taken note earlier. Your metal bat makes contact with the young man’s skull, reverberating through your bones and sending the innocent person to the ground. A silence falls over Hilltop.

“Too goddamn late!” You jest, and it’s disgusting how intoxicating it feels. Their obvious fear fuels your fire, your desire to uphold this commanding persona, to never be spoken down to.

You’ve done it.

It’s evident by the shock on Enid’s face, basically pale as a ghost. By the way everyone stands there, still, waiting.

You grin, swinging the bat at your side, no longer addressing Enid and Carl, but the audience that you’ve gained throughout your squabble.

“Are you gonna help him, or what?” You suggest with a scoff, rolling your eyes. A few diverge from the crowd, kneeling in front of the man. “It’ll just be a minor skull fracture, geez. Talk about a tough crowd.”

Throwing one last look to the pair, you make your departure. Actions, not words, you reminded yourself. A demonstration.

The man is carried away, and Enid’s eyes follow the crowd that slowly dissipates. She’s horrified. She feels sick, actually. Like she may be physically ill.

Seeking validation for this terrible event, she turns to Carl. But he doesn’t appear nearly as fearful as her. He looks furious, actually.

“What was that?” He asks, brows furrowed underneath his hat. It causes Enid to do a double take, mentally checking everything that has happened.

Enid scoffs, “She‘a psycho, that’s what.”

“No, why did you say that?” Carl rephrased his question, and it’s becoming increasingly evident where his anger is directed. “What did you think was going to happen? That was your fault.”

“Bullshit!” Enid practically yells, but is quick to check her temper, not wanting to worsen the situation. “I didn’t hit him! That was all her.”

“You weren’t there, Enid. Okay? You don’t understand.” Carl emphasises, yet doesn’t wait for a reply. He steps to the side, swiftly moving forward, towards the gates of Hilltop.

Enid is left speechless.

And Carl has devised a plan.

#carl grimes x reader #the walking dead x reader #twd x reader #carl grimes #carl grimes x you #twd x you #the walking dead

[sturniolosass]

New Feelings

pt. I of III?

-a chris sturniolo x POC!reader

angst, fluff

in which Chris finds himself falling for a girl, something he hadn’t seen coming anytime soon.

warnings: mentions of smoking, party/get together

Chris POV

It was going on 1 am and me, Matt, and Nick were still hanging out at Landon’s crib. It was Me, Matt, Nick, Waylon, Landon. and a couple of Landon's friends I just met today. Landon decided to invite a few friends over which I didn’t really mind but apparently it’s all girls which kinda kills the “bros” vibe because they kinda just all branch off to speak to them.. me, Matt, and Nick usually leave by then because there’s no fun anymore however Matt is knocked out on the couch this time so we’ll see where this goes..

Once we all decide on a movie to watch the girls show up which i receive an immediate headache from because a few of them are loud.. mainly the first two there’s three more that come in and they’re pretty chill.. they all start to roll up joints and stuff which also gives me a headache because of the smell and smoke but who am i to tell Landon not so smoke in his own home.

After about 30 minutes another girl walks in, she seems pretty cool, she was brown skinned, had blonde braids that were curled a little at the ends, wearing a cool looking nature kinda vibe fit... basically a lot of green and brown colors and a lot of jewelry on. I liked her vibe, she then came over to speak to me.

"Hey wassup, you seem a little quiet.." she bugged. "oh I'm just slightly out of my comfort zone.." I respond. "oh sorry, is it me? I can leave you be.." she worried but that wasn't it "oh nah, you're good.. it's just a lot more people here than I planned to see" I replied. "ohhhh, valid. what's your name then? maybe we can try and get your mind on something more substantial." she asked "Chris, what about you?" I reply.. "I'm Carter." she replies laying out he hand for a shake which I thought was kinda weird but I shake hers anyways.. "you friends with Landon?" she asks "oh yeah I met him around a year ago at a event" I reply. "Oh cool" she responds " what about you?" I ask. "I'm just here with Riley.. she left me in traffic though." she rolled her eyes. "damn so she just left you there in the street" I joke knowing that's not how she meant it. " hahaha no I was driving boy" she laughs.. Her friend then calls her over to talk I assume..

By that time Matt had also woken up so I head over to him. "Yo are you done caking with ole girl?" he jokes "Bro shut up we just met, I barely know her name.." I argue. "where is Nick" he asks. "I don't know last time I saw him, he was sitting here next to you." I respond agitated about the topic of Carter. "well.. help me find him..I'm ready to go" Matt responds giving me the same agitated energy. We both get up.

I walk around from the living room to look in the Kitchen whilst Matt checks the bathroom, and I run into Carter coming through the doorway. "ouch" she exclaims look down and grabbing the joint that fell from her hands. "oh sorry, have you seen my brother, I don't know if you know him but he looks just like me you couldn't miss him" . he speak "ohh yeah, he was on the couch last time I saw him" she replies "oh no not that one, there's three of us I should've been more clear" I laugh "ohhh is he like taller" she asks. "I mean no, but he does wear platforms so kinda" I say. "oh he's behind you walking up now" she jokes. I turn around and see Nick and Matt walking towards me as she walks past me "thanks" I shout over the loud music. she just keeps walking nodding me off in a "you're welcome" kind of way.

"Yo! I told you to find Nick not cake up with brown skinned baddie some more" Matt exclaims jokingly which did nothing but annoy me more. "Bro can you shut up with that I barely know her and you're making all of this weird like.. I wasn't "caking" anything" I arguing highly annoyed now.. "Can we just leave gosh" Nick sighs.. "Where were you even?" I ask Nick.. "I was talking with some of the girls in the other room" he responds. "yeah well we couldn't find you wasnt about to walk in the room with and bunch of girls to ask where my gay brother is.. seems a bit stereo typical" I argue annoyed for even having to wait.

Carter's POV

I see Chris and his brothers heading for the door which immediately chimes an alarm in my head reminding me to ask Chris for his info.. I don't know why, I just liked his aura, he seemed very genuine and funny.. my brain was just automatically drawn to him from the jump and all my friends were speaking on me and him talking separately from everyone else earlier when I first arrived. "Chris!" I shout. "why're you leaving? still having no fun" I stopping him. He looks back letting the door shut after his brothers.. "oh, yea I would've said earlier if my brother wasn't sleep.. I don't really drive so like, he has to drive and he won't if he's woken up involuntarily" he tells.. "oh, I get it.." I add looking around a bit.. "We should exchange numbers..I think you're pretty chill." I nervously spatter. "it's cool if you don't want to I know we just met" I add. "No for real, let's do it" he replies pulling his phone from his pockets of his sweats. "oh cool, ill give you my number then.." I reply. I grab his phone from him add a new contact labeled "Cartuh🐢" adding my number and handing him his phone back.. "cool" he takes his phone back pushing it in his pocket then looking up at me. "oh cool, I guess Ill see you around" I say awkwardly looking at his hat.. in to which he says "yeah for sho" grabbing the door nob and twisting it heading down the hall where I can see his brothers standing impatiently. I head back in the party over to Riley to let her know about my successes.

Chris' POV

It's around 8pm now, Im sitting at my desk playing Fortnite with Matt bored as life.. but I can't get my mind off Carter. Soon as we left the party all I could think of was Carter.. I don't know what it is either because I usually don't get this was over girls.. of course I'm straight but I don't get my feelings caught up like this.. I'm usually pretty against getting close to any girl because of my pass "talking" stages a lot of them usually just want money, or clout and ill be damed if I'm just a pawn for someone to climb the social latter. However for some reason if like nothing but purity with Carter.. and I say stuff like that and feel this way after meeting her and speaking to her only around 4 times.. which sickens me..

I decide to text her hoping she just doesn't respond tonight so I don't have to worry about thinking of a reply and getting sweaty hands, I swear I haven't felt this way since freshman year.

Cartuh🐢

Yo, its Chris Oh hey Chris, I didn't expect you to actually text me.. you seem pretty timid about the while situation I thought you might've thought I was weird or something O I was just busy. busy doing what? playing Fortnite with your boys wow that's not all I do.. I had to film something I was joking I didn't even know you played fr.. what'd you film like a YouTube video? yea basically with my brothers.. ohhh we should play some Fortnite maybe? I got a full squad rn but maybe another time? Oh all maybe later.. you free to hang out sometime this week to hang out? not a date or nothing... just chill?

Oh how I wish she actually meant for it to be a date.. maybe I can invite her over to chill at my house in a day or two.. maybe this weekend.. I left her on delivered not sure how to respond..I shouldn't have lied about having a full squad.. then maybe Matt could feel the vibe out to help me decide but too late now.. ill just have to wait it out.. maybe well catch each other around one of these days or at another get together at Landon's crib.. For now ill just play it cool and try and act normal.. I hate feeling this way because as soon as I open up to her I feel I'll just have my feeling played with.... I guess that's just how it goes when you're dealing with New Feelings...

a/n: new feelings is a little short story it maybe have 2-3 part depending on how well it does and if I decide to keep writing.. THANKS FOR READING also thanks for all the love on my first story it means a lot :)

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[mcmookiemeal]

Hi! I was wondering what if dk had a fem s/o who was like a tomboy (not exactly girly, hangs out with guys(NOT LIKE A PICK ME THO😭), is rough and strong. BUT there are times where she likes gets in touch with her feminine side except she doesn’t show that side to DK because she’ll think that he’ll think she’s weak. SO IMAGINE the look on dk’s face when him and his s/o are getting ready for a fancy party at peaches only to see his s/o wearing a dress and some light makeup.

Donkey Kong x Tomboy reader

When Dk met you he was so excited to have someone that was similar to him

Someone so manly, strong, and wasn’t afraid of getting their hands dirty.

That someone was you.

Even while being a girl you still managed to be the bravest person he had ever met, besides himself of course.

He was so happy he had someone he could drag with him on his adventures with Funky and Diddy.

In a way they all looked up to you, especially Diddy.

It wasn’t everyday they could meet a human who could lift a barrel without a power up.

Your courage and strength for your small size made you quite a remarkable leader.

At first Dk considered himself to be the protector of the relationship but as time went on, it actually seemed to be the other way around.

He admired the way you weren’t afraid to engage in a fight with someone no matter how big or scary looking they were.

But considering that, he still liked to keep an eye on you if you did end up biting off more than you could chew.

It was rare that would happen, but he still feared it could happen.

But there were times though where Dk got a little booked up with the fights he did in the arena, leaving you alone for the day.

And one thing you loved to do when he wasn’t around was your makeup.

You were pretty damn good at it too.

It was a nice change up from your usually dirty face and clothes you wore everyday.

You preferred to keep this hobby away from Dk though.

What would he think of you? He admires you for your tough and cool personality, and cool girls don’t wear makeup.

But when you two got personally invited from Princess Peach to attend the party at Mushroom Kingdom.

You figured it was your time to shine.

Dk on the other hand really wasn’t sure on how to dress, he wasn’t the fanciest of men.

Obviously you weren’t gonna leave him helpless and you hooked him up with a tuxedo shop in the Jungle Kingdom.

You being experienced with all things beauty thought getting ready was a piece of cake.

You and Dk spent majority of the day away from each other since the both of you were off getting ready for the party.

After a few hours of doing your makeup, getting your hair ready, and picking out the perfect dress.

You looked at yourself in the mirror, analyzing every detail about your new look.

You didn’t even look like the same person.

Your usually muddy face now clean and redone with eyeshadow that made your eyes pop out more than usual, and a lip gloss that tainted your lips a very subtle pink.

Your messy tangled hair was brushed out and styled into a graceful style.

And your dress was the best part of it all, the part that tied everything together.

It was a dress that was like one a princess would wear. It had a puffy skirt with sparkles that shimmered in the light, It was open shouldered but still had sleeves, it had a big bow that rested on the chest part, and the best part about it was the fact it was your favorite color.

You looked absolutely stunning.

Suddenly there was a rough knock at your door and you heard Dk’s voice from the other side.

“Hey are you ready yet?” He asked sounding kind of nervous.

“Yeah I’ll be out.” You responded before looking at your reflection one last time.

You shakily sighed as your hand reached for the door handle

This will be the first time Dk will see you all dressed up so you were just a tad bit nervous.

You slowly opened the door and there stood your lover dressed up in a basic black tuxedo with his signature red tie with his initials on it.

He looked handsome.

You looked up and met his eyes.

He stared down at you with his mouth slightly hung open and his eyes full of sparkles.

“Woah.” He said in a small voice.

Staring into his eyes you couldn’t help but notice how nervous he looked, it almost made you feel a little sorry for him.

In a way though you found his nervousness adorable.

“How do I look?” You asked while playing with the skirt of your dress.

His eyes widened as he broke out of his trance and he fumbled over his words desperately trying to hold himself together.

“Y-you look really uh- you look r-really beautiful.” He stuttered.

You giggled and lightly placed your hand on his shoulder, rubbing it reassuringly.

“You don’t look so bad yourself.”

He smiled at you with the softest eyes you had ever seen before offering his hand for you to take.

“Are you ready to go?”

You nodded and eagerly took his hand, squeezing it tightly.

You quickly pulled him over to the kart the both of you shared and opened the door of the passengers seat for him.

“I’m driving tonight.” You confirmed as he stepped into the kart shutting the door behind him.

You ran around to the drivers seat and hopped inside, buckling up and starting the engine up.

Your foot slammed on the gas until it hit the floor.

And you were off to the Mushroom Kingdom for a whole night of fun.

A/N: I loved your idea it was so cute!! Anyways I really hope you enjoy!❤️❤️

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[ieatsmallorphansnamedtom]

Elliott Falling in Love with the Farmer Headcanons

Hi! I saw a post similar to this about Harvey and I thought it was really cute, so I decided to make my own. For all the Elliott stans out there.

He's one of the first to welcome you to the town. He's only moved there a year ago, so he knows how it feels to be a newbie in an already well-connected town. It's short and polite, but he gives you some good tips on where you might find some people you haven't met yet.

He realises he's in love when he finds himself referencing you for ideas for his books. Usually, his ideas come from his mind or events of his past, not those around him - or not the extent it's happening with you.

At first, he's a bit panicky. I mean, it's a lot to have a crush on someone, let alone be in love with them. He gets over it after a while though. It's not the end of the world, and it just proves what a wonderful relationship you guys have.

You find gifts at your door a lot. It's usually pretty shells or a few flowers, so it's pretty obvious who it came from. Sometimes, though, you'll find something like a bracelet or some crab cakes. They usually come with a letter using such fancy calligraphy you can barely read it.

"Hello y/n. I hope you find this letter in good health. I found this on the beach; isn't it pretty? Do come visit sometime."

This man tries to hide his feelings, but in a way that makes them obvious. He denies any feelings he has for you, but them bombardes your mailbox with basically love letters telling you how pretty you are, how well you take care of the farm, how good of a friend you are, etc. He tries to cover it up by sending these same sorts of letters to his friends, but that only makes it more obvious to them. Leah starts sending these letters back mocking him.

You're everywhere. Poor man can't get enough of you. You find yourself as characters in his drafts, and he has an entire book dedicated to how much he loves you hidden under his bed.

He flaunts a lot more. He wants your attention, so he's going to try and get it as best he can. The amount of time put into his hair is doubled, so much he barely looks like the same person. You get sent snippets of his drafts almost every week with a letter asking what you think of it. Of course, you're nice in your response which only drives him to do it even more.

No matter how dense the farmer is, it becomes pretty damn obvious in the end, if it wasn't already. You're getting romantic boat rides, love letters and poems, special thanks in his books, longing stares wherever you are - surely you have to take notice, right? Even if somehow, you don't realise, everyone else has and will and is telling you at every moment, Leah especially. She's nudging you all the time and pointing to a lovestruck Elliott so deep in his daydreams he doesn't notice you staring at him.

-~-~- And done! I hope you enjoyed this, I put a lot of thought into it. It's a little short; I don't know all too much about Elliott. Either way, I like how it turned out and I hope you do too. :)

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[muzansfangs]

HIIIIIII ITS ME LUNAR BUT YH COULD I REQUEST AKAZA WITH A LOVER WHOS VERY SOFT AND VERY KIND LIKE TANJIRO AND IS A BAKER =D LIKE MFS SUPER PURE AND NICE BTW ITS FEMALE AND SFW ALSO BTW HRU AND REMEMBER BEFORE WRITING THIS MAKE SURE YOU TAKE A BREAK =)

If you are a baker.

Starring: Akaza x f!reader;

Warnings: modern au, fluff!

Format: head canons

Plot: Akaza, your boyfriend, always stops by the bakery where you work at, before heading to his office, to taste your lips and your delicious bread and pastries.

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• “Would you like to try this custard pie? It’s my new creation and, since you are a new costumer, I would like to hear your opinion on it!” you had cheerfully said, blessing his day with such a bright smile he could had not helped himself, but let his feet lead him to your bakery everyday. He returned with equal enthusiasm, always. You, the famous baker of his neighborhood, had got his heart from the day you first met. You were so beautiful, so kind and so talented, he found himself stopping at your shop every morning before heading to work.

• From the first time he tasted your bread, he thought the other bakers were incompetent pricks.

• Soon enough, though, he stopped only eating your pastries and following a basic morning routine. It was you he wanted to see, it was you his favorite creation of the menu. Therefore, he woke up earlier every morning to be able to spend more time in your company.

• Also, he might have heard some people praising your beauty along with your skills and that, of course, was enough to fuel his determination in winning your heart.

• It took him almost three months for him to ask you out. He did not want to rush things and, possibly, scare you away. He simply respected you enough to let you collect the hints he dropped with every visit at your shop. He left a note for you one morning, trying to act as he usually did, even though his heart thrummed against his ribcage with such a force he thought he was going to die on the spot.

• You, on the other hand, noted that something was cooking. Therefore, once the crowd of hungry costumers had finally dispersed, you read the note with starry eyes and took the rest of the day off to wait for him outside his office. You had always listened to him talking about his life and work. Naturally, he had also mentioned the address of his office and you did not waste your chance to surprise him with a cake.

• Your first kiss was unexpected. You had allowed him to help you in the kitchen and, unfortunately, flour was now everywhere. Your clothes were a mess, the table was unrecognizable. Your cheeks and the tip of your nose were not an exception, but you were used to it. Akaza, on the other hand, had never seen you like that. It felt unrealistic and domestic at the same time. You looked so lovely and he could not help himself, but grabbed a tissue and gently turned your head towards him. His kind eyes stared into your half-lidded ones and, before you could even realize it, he had slowly leant down to plant a peck on your lips.

• Kissing in the kitchen became a sweet habit of yours. His excuse to do it was naturally the “Love, let me help you! You got some flour on your chin”. You knew it was a lie, or something he had come up with just to kiss you, but you let him do it anyway.

• Akaza is such a simp for you that he glares at the men and women staring at you in awe for too long. How dare them thirst after his cupcake? Yes, you read it correct. Your nickname is cupcake.

• He always comes to pick you up after long and exhausting shifts. Pizza, sushi, or whatever you yearn for is settled on the table of your now shared home, when you come back.

• On a few occasions, he had thought that bringing some pastries of yours to the office would have helped you to increase your clients. He was so damn right. Daki, Gyutaro and that crazy friend of him, Douma, are now always in the first line to buy your creations. Muzan is too proud to hop down his car and enter himself. Whenever he wants something to eat, he asks Kokushibo to buy it for him.

• Be ready for a lot of “My cupcake is the best baker of the world!” and “If you don’t like her bread, you have no use to this world”.

• He must have thought about the chance to drop out of his office to help you at your bakery. However, you respect Kokushibo too much for having to see him drag your boyfriend back at the office because Muzan is too snob to come in person. Yet, when things like this happen, you make sure to send Akaza back to work with a lot of pastries and cakes.

Author note.

@6uppermoonsupremacy200 hi, sweetie! Not me posting at improbable hours, lol. I know I am so late but I have finally found the right inspiration to fulfill your lovely request! I sincerely hope you are going to enjoy this! We deserve some fluff on this account, lmao❤️

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[meetmyothersouls]

Timothée Chalamet surprises the reader with Taylor Swift eras tour tickets

So cute, I love this.

Oh My God

Warnings: none really, just a cutesy little blurb, fluff maybe, not proof read

"No peeking," Timothee says even though both of his hands are covering your eyes.

"Timmy, I hate surprises, you know this!" you whine. Your heart feels all fluttery, but not in the way that makes most people excited, more so in a way that makes you feel extremely jittery and nervous.

"I know, I know, but you're going to love this one."

Gently, Timothee lowers you down on what you're pretty sure is the sofa in his living room. The feeling of the soft fabric grounds you and you feel a tiny bit better.

"Okay, I'm going to pull my hands away from your eyes but keep them closed until I say." He's sitting next to you, and you can feel his knee bouncing against your leg. He's practically jumping out of his skin to give you this surprise and that makes you even more jittery.

"Damn it, Timothee, this better be good, my heart feels like it's about to explode!"

"I promise it's good," he says "okay, now open them."

You open your eyes and Timothee has moved from beside you on the sofa to in front of you, the coffee table in front of him, which would normally hold an artsy wooden dish and several music and photography books, now only held his cell phone directly in the middle.

He's smiling awkwardly, as if he's waiting for something.

"My surprise is your cellphone?" you ask confused.

"No. No it's not-" he runs a nervous hand through is curls and checks his watch. "Just, just wait, I promise it's-"

Timothee's phone rings, and he hops excitedly. It's not a contact he has saved, it's just a phone number displayed across the screen while it vibrates aggressively across the table.

"Answer it!"

"Me? Why? It's your phone! I hate talking on the phone!"

"Y/N, please answer it before she hangs up!"

"Who?!"

Timothee groans, and shoves his phone in your hand, pressing the green button as he does so, forcing you to answer.

You shoot him a death glare before clearing your throat. "Hello?"

"Y/n? Hi!"

Immediately you recognize the voice.

"It's Taylor!"

You don't say anything. You can't say anything.

Taylor Swift is on the other side of Timothee's phone; she's said your name and she's talking to you...waiting for you to respond.

Taylor laughs at the silence and keeps talking. "Timothee told me how big of a fan you are and how badly you wanted to come to the Era's Tour."

"Oh my god," you say out loud, not really meaning to, but it's Taylor Fucking Swift.

"Yeah I know, and at first I was like, mmmm, yeah I can probably throw Timothee Chalamet a few tickets to my show, BUT, if his girlfriend is really as big of a fan as he says she is, why would I just throw her some basic tickets, ya know?"

"Oh my god," you say again.

"SO, y/n, I'd like to present you with exclusive VIP tickets to my show next month. You'll have front row seats, backstage access, and we'll get to hang out after the show! I can't wait to meet you! And I guess you can bring Timothee along too," Taylor teases.

"Oh my god."

"See you soon!" You hear Taylor say, but the phone has already slipped out of your hand. Timothee grabs it, inspecting it for new cracks.

"So?" Timothee says, "You can tell me you love me now, and I'm the best boyfriend ever. Go ahead"

The excitement begins to settle in. You jump up from the sofa and run into Timothee's arms telling him exactly that.

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[raainberry]

Moonflower - II

« In literature, the moonflower has been used as a symbol of love, mystery, and enchantment. »

Sana x gn!reader

Not fluff, not angst, but a secret third thing

synopsis - your job is still flowers. she's still not sure how she got into this mess. but maybe you could get her out of it.

- part.I - part.III -

wordcount - 1.8K

TW - like one (1) soft cuss word

A/N - i had to divide and rearrange what i’d written in the drafts for pt.2 bc it was so long so now its a three parter. you can expect it shortly🤭

Truth was, Sana had been looking for a way to break off this engagement.

A quick, effective and good reason.

She wasn’t necessarily proud of it, but cheating was at the top of her list. It had all gone too far anyway, leaving as the bad guy didn’t seem so bad to her anymore.

If anything it was the best way to go.

If she wanted to leave it all behind for good, this was the way to do it. No one would want a cheater back, right?

In the past couple of weeks, she’d thought of a few ways to do it. Kissing a stranger at a bar, sleeping with a cute encounter at the club, blaming either on the alcohol or even the other person… all classics that appealed to her, but not enough to make her act on the thoughts.

No, those were too easy. Too nice.

She needed more.

She’d lost too much in this wedding embush. She felt trapped in a relationship that should have ended weeks before that damn proposal. If only she hadn’t been such a coward…

She was done with that act, though. Something in her snapped as soon as she realised just how deep into this mess she was.

It was the day she had been monopolized to taste-test tens of different cake flavours. She couldn’t tell you if it was due to the amount of sugar she ingested, or because of having to witness her fiancé and mother-in-law act more couply than she ever did with him… but she had never felt so nauseous in her life.

That night, her bathroom mirror bore witness to her tears as she cried for a good hour.

She hadn’t even meant to. Seeing her own reflection so worn out and unfamiliar was enough to push her over the edge. The tears kept dragging themselves out through her labored breathing as she desperately tried to stay quiet.

The last thing she needed was for anyone, much less her so called fiancé, to see her so miserable. Even she didn’t want to see it, which didn’t help her case at all as part of the many reasons she was crying.

It was a weird, twisted vicious cycle. All of it. Something she could only escape through sleep.

The next day she woke up feeling revengeful. Like the self-pity had drained down the sink along with her tears. She was set on walking away from it all, she just had to figure out how.

Her escape needed a perfect plan. A grandiose one that would cause utter chaos and misery, matching that mix her life had turned into because of it all.

That morning, her bathroom mirror bore witness to her most vile promise to date.

She wanted to ruin it all.

She was going to ruin it all.

And she needed to enjoy the fall.

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Simply sleeping with someone wasn’t the way to do it.

But she did need someone else’s help.

She saw potential in you. In other words, she noticed the way you looked at her. You were cute, seemed reliable—easily charmed, sure— but just as charming, which she looked at as a redeeming trait.

Should you accept it, she figured you’d make a great partner in crime.

“What are you doing this weekend?” She had asked before leaving your flower shop empty handed.

She wasn’t surprised when you actually did accept, and met her at a coffee shop she’d suggested in order to think up a plan.

You never thought you’d ever have to brainstorm ways to effectively ruin a wedding. It’s not a common expectation in one’s life, but that’s what made it exciting.

Weirdly exciting.

You knew this was wrong to some extent, but it was for the greater good. That’s what you kept repeating to yourself every now and then. It was reassuring.

“So the best thing we have is basically running away.”

You stared at the sheet of paper in front of you, all scribbled with options, some circled, some wiped out, some straight up barred… There barely was a blank space left, and the most visible part were two underlined words written in a corner.

“Run away.”

Sana felt her chest tightening as she read the words over and over.

Run away, her mind echoed.

They sounded too familiar. It was loud, overwhelming with each resonance, she was suffocating at the mere sight of the idea.

She didn’t like it. It sounded weak and cowardly, like everything she didn’t want to be anymore.

Surely, there was another way. There had to be.

“Sana?” You called out, noticing her trance.

Placing your fingers in between the subject and her eyes, you snapped them.

Her eyes felt dry, letting her know she hadn’t blinked in a while. That caused her eyelids to flutter as she turned to look at you.

“Are you alright?” You raised an eyebrow.

This was new. Granted you’d only met her a few days prior, but still. She’d showcased such a range of emotions already…

“Yeah. Just…” She looked back at the paper on top of the table. “Do you really have no other idea?”

You glanced back at the words too, hoping to see something that would enlighten you about her behavior. However you only saw the most obvious staring back at you.

This was the only way. The only sane one at least.

You looked back at her, and the silent pleas of her gaze caught you off guard. The sight made you want to lie again. Maybe her eyes would return to the vibrant brown they sported when she asked to meet you here.

“I don’t… have anything else in mind.” The truth came out your lips, hesitant but victorious.

False hope was probably the last thing she needed at the moment. It was the right thing to say. So why did her reaction feel so wrong to see?

You watched, uneasy as she let out a defeated sigh. You swore you’d seen her pout before she stood up and left the booth you’d been sitting in for the last couple of hours.

Startled, you jumped to your feet and left an amount of cash on the table that hopefully surpassed the actual bill before hurrying after her.

“Wait! Where are you going?” You called out as you pushed the exit door open.

She was way ahead of you already. Enough to make you think she was running away from you

Ironic.

You were convinced she was, and you only put that thought on hold because she actually turned back to you.

The world around you seemed to have stopped. Or maybe you just were in a slow part of town. The point was, you could only see her.

Yet again, you found yourself unable to do anything else other than respond to the way she pulled you in. Your feet took a few hesitant steps towards her, and you only followed. When they came to a halt, you could see her better.

The first thing you noticed were her strained features. Her furrowed eyebrows were a little blurry, but they looked awfully familiar. You’d seen that same expression up close just days ago, at the flower shop.

The sight had you racking your brain again, trying to remember the way you’d managed to see her smile. Had it been as hard as you found it now? You nearly gave yourself a headache, but the sound of her voice spared you.

“Thank you for trying, Y/N. But I think I’m just gonna go home.”

You felt your heart drop in your chest. You couldn’t help but scoff at what you’d heard, staring at her in as if she’d said the most sense-deprived words ever—which in a way she kind of had.

That was it? She was giving up already?

“Why?”

You didn’t mean to question her decision. All you did was as simple as the question itself. You only wondered, and externalised it.

She didn’t answer for a long while. Long enough to let you think she hadn’t heard you. And while you wondered whether or not the question had actually left your mind; she thought.

She thought about her answer, but nothing came up.

That in itself was an answer, no?

She took a deep breath, refueling her confidence enough to walk up to you. You could feel it surrounding her again, the bold and rebellious. It was shy, though. As if this time she did try to put on a façade.

Her steps slowed down as she reached you, leaving a couple feet in between the two of you. Now that she was even closer, you could tell she’s been holding herself back. You just didn’t know whether it was from crying or from actually running away.

“If I say I don’t know…” She started, and you looked at her expectantly. “I should go through with this, right?”

You blinked, your eyes not leaving hers as you lost yourself in them the longer you stared. You knew she wanted you to agree. She expected you to. And if you didn’t, she made sure you’d reconsider.

All with a single look.

That’s exactly how she got you here in the first place.

“Do you really need my input?” You asked, taking her aback. “You’re the one that put the idea on the table. It seems to me you’ve made your mind up.”

“Maybe I did.” She said, stepping close enough to grab the collar of your jacket. She feigned to fix it for you, barely throwing it a glance before meeting your eyes again.

They hadn’t left her, and a smile almost gave away her thoughts. Thankfully, you were too focused on trying to see those through the supposed windows of the soul.

What a load of crap. You couldn’t see a thing.

“Why would you write it down if you weren’t willing to actually consider it?” You asked, opting for the more straightforward way. No professional boundary could stop you now.

“I can consider it.” She said, tightening her grip on your collar. “I just don’t have the guts to do it alone.”

That didn’t sound too good. Or did it?

In all honesty, you felt a little excited at the idea of helping her. Almost as much as you felt nervous.

She was unpredictable, borderline manipulative. Your heart raced just hearing her speak, and knowing her words were directed at you… it was thrilling.

The good or bad kind of thrill; you couldn’t care less now that she stood this close to you. As dangerous as she could possibly be, you found yourself willing to risk it all to find out.

And if she wanted you to help her run away from her own wedding, then you would. A few questions asked, but you would.

So you let her climb into the passenger seat of your car, sighing as you held the door for her.

This might be your worst decision yet, but alas.

It was for the greater good.

#twice x reader #sana x reader #sana imagines #twice imagines #twice sana #minatozaki sana

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Bunny Corcoran ;The Death Of Innocence

(I wouldve added images beside the first one from the book with highlights to provide evidence for a statement but like damn, tumblr wont let me for some reason. i'll try from a different device later)

I think Bunny was also supposed to be the picture of innocence.

I know what you're thinking: how can a loudmouth bigoted ass character 😒 be innocent? I'm with you. Surprisingly, Donna wrote extremely 3 dimensional characters. Sometimes, to really understand a certain character, you have to look at all their aspects, zoom out of the negatives (which Richard would have preferred to remain zoomed in on to justify his compliance in the murder of someone who considered him a friend) and look at them as a WHOLE.

Let's define the word innocence in this context with the help of my sturdy old friend, Google.

1. The obvious, Bunny committed no crime. He was innocent in the legal sense.

2. Without experience

We can say he was less experienced in the basics of life (was 24, didn't have a bank account, couldn't even drive i think? We never see Bunny drive. Didn't even have finances or know how to manage them-clearly. He might not even have understood the gravity of his over-spending nature)

3. Lacking

Clearly, when compared to his peers, he was lacking;

Financial help from his family (except when it came to comparing him to Richard). You could argue the twins were as poor as him- its mentioned in the book. But the case here is different. Bunny's parents were rich, yet he was not. The twins came from a middle class family, and they had their grandmother sending them money. Someone was taking care of them. Bunny had been thrown into boarding schools his whole life and learned to "fend" for himself by becoming a thief and a mooch. Two very different lifestyles.

He could also be considered to lack in academics. He struggled with dyslexia (and I think also ADHD), which is implied to have affected his studies/studious motivation

Bunny was also lacking in pretentiousness; and I'd wager that, though he probably was insecure, he wasn't insecure in a way that made him chase an aesthetic to such a fatal degree. Yes he was a man of illusions, yes he kept these illusions up to maintain a certain image of himself (in that regard, he was very similar to Richard, whose narration of Bunny is usually judgmental). But Bunny was not pretentious like Henry, Julian etc were. He wasn't walling himself in to be an elitist in a scholarly way, I think this fact is reflected in the fact that he had friends and connections outside of the class.

4. Not responsible for a crime but suffering it's consequences

Bunny isn't involved in the bacchanal, yet he suffers its consequence. He finds out about it, has multiple breakdowns to the point of getting drunk and writing an absolutely insane letter to a teacher with his feelings and suspicions bared, and he also opens up to Richard in his drunken carelessness. A mistake which cost him his life. He wasn't just killed because he was annoying, or that he knew too much-- Bunny had to die because he couldn't deal with the weight of knowing what had been done. Or perhaps, he couldn't deal with what the reality of his closest friend was.

5. Not corrupted

Easily, Bunny isn't corrupted with what I call " visions of grandeur" like everyone else in the class is. They all thought they were something. Henry and Julian especially. They were obsessed with ideals that, in a practical sense, ran the risk of polarizing their own selves. We could also speak on the fact he technically wasn't free from moral wrong. He was homophobic, rude, kind of hateful. But in a more fundamental way, he wasn't corrupted in the sense that he did anything that was major AND physically wrong.

I know verbal offences are valid too, and I'm not excusing his hatred/hate speech, I'm just saying.

Even him stealing that goddamn cake from the fridge or something, which Richard tried to conveniently paint as "he doesnt care for people (forget that he can't read)". YES, stealing other people's food is bad, but is it (done for survival?) as bad as:

incest (also pre-unhinged Charles, I dont know if what the twins did was consensual or if Charles used to force himself on Camilla or use an abusive dynamic to make her submit. I think that only came on after Bunny died, but idk)

poisoning someone's dogs

killing a baby chick or whatever weird shit richard did as a kid. and then as an adult the many questionable things he did

francis lowkey seemed like a sexual predator and i understand this might make people upset but i feel like he preyed on Charles' weakened mental / alcoholic state to sleep with him when charles (despite being bi) was not comfortable with the fact that he was attracted to men and wouldnt sleep with francis when he was sober.

Julian is just all wrong

6. Simple ; naive

So, without repeating anything- I genuinely feel like Bunny was so simple sometimes he was genuinely a dumbass. His death itself....how did he see the man he KNEW wanted to kill him (and I know this because in the letter to Julian, Bunny explicitly mentions "He" (Henry, not "THEY" the class) is going to kill him)

He sees them all there and still lets his guard down. He was so naive, that despite his very real paranoia of being stalked/killed, he still engaged with them like they were just a bunch of friends.

Another thing, child-like attributes are often related to naivety. (Him bouncing on everyone's beds that one morning, he was hyper, couldn't regulate his emotions, even his anger and aggression was very childish/immature in nature)

7. Not intended to cause harm

This is the only one I disagree with, because this was the only sense in which Bunny was NOT innocent. He very much had antagonistic qualities and intended to cause emotional harm to those he didn't like.

CONCLUSION

But yeah, overall, he practically fits the innocent role, which is why i think, after his death, things take such dark turns-- the reader loses their innocence too, in a sense, with the things that are revealed about the twins, about Charles, about Francis/Charles, about that one awful moment where Richard thinks the vilest shit about Camilla. The group starts falling apart and becomes disillusioned with each other- Richard starts seeing everyone for who they are, as well. His irritation towards Henry and the rest becomes palpable, and he also realizes his true friends could have been Judy etc (the normal students).

To lose one's innocence, we first have to encounter a scenario or go through something that gives us a greater awareness of the pain or the evil we are surrounded by. Here, losing Bunny was the catalyst in making Richard (and by extension, us) realize the characters and situations for what they really were.

#the secret history #tsh #bunny corcoran #henry winter #francis abernathy #charles macaulay #richard papen #camilla macaulay