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httpseiki · 1 year

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𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜!

note: the prompts don't all belong to me.

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1.“ sit still or ill stop”

2. “does it get you hard knowing our friends are ten feet away?”

3. “touch yourself for me."

4. “aw baby why didn’t you tell me, i could’ve helped you”

5. “aw is my baby getting tired? here, i’ll help”

6. “baby, i have somewhere to be stop trying to fuck”

7. “louder, they need to hear who can get you like this”

8. “you know what you’re doing”

8. “you’re only acting like this because i’m not giving you my strap”

10. “i came so hard last night just from a picture of you”

11. “did i say you could cum?”

12. “move your fucking hand”

13. "i’d hold onto something if i were you"

14. "let me give you a reason to stay in

bed"

15. "please don’t stop"

16. "look at what you do to me"

17. "if you want to come, you better beg"

18. "if you insist"

19. "get on your hands and knees, right now"

20. "i just want to please you"

21. "i’ve never wanted to fuck you more than i do right now"

22. "i’m afraid i can no longer remain professional"

23. "i’ll let you do anything if you just touch me right now”

24. “i promise i’ll be good”

25. "i told you to stay still"

26. "maybe i need to remind you of your place"

27. "be a good girl and spread your legs"

28. “don’t worry i’ll take good care of

you”

29. "don’t tempt me"

30. "don’t make me take you home and punish you"

31. "would you just shut up and kiss me already"

32. "try to stay quiet, understand?“

33. "we’re in public you know”

34. "did you touch yourself while i was gone?“

35. "are you trying to turn me on or are you really that oblivious?”

36. "you make a sound and it’s game over"

37. "were you just masturbating?“

38. "want help with that?”

39. "if we get caught i’m blaming you"

40. "if you don’t like my teasing, then why are you moaning?“

41. "i’m going to fuck you so hard you forget that person’s name”

42. "how quickly can you cum?“

43. "i want them to fuck you, just so you know i can do it better”

44. "no one can ever find out about this"

45. "if i have to pull over, you won’t be able to walk for a week"

46. "what are you going to do about it?“

47. "why so shy?”

48. "don’t worry. i’ll make you feel really good"

49. "i need you. now.“

50. "i want you to touch yourself

51. "do it like you always do”

52. "oh don’t mind me. just enjoying the view"

53. "don’t cover your face, i want to see you"

54. "you were always the quiet one"

55. “use your words, baby”

56. “you can give me another one, can’t you baby? for me, please?”

57. "you can pretend all you want, i can see the fucking mess you’re making of yourself.“

58. "did i give you permission to do that?”

59. “you’re so filthy… all this for me? how cute.”

60. "what pretty noises you’re making for me… am i making you feel good?“

61. "cry all you want… i’m starting to think you’re enjoying this.”

62. “i won’t bite. unless you’re into that kind of thing.”

63. “it’s hot when you talk back to me”

64. “you look good with my hands around your throat”

65. “if you called just to get off on my voice, i’m hanging up”

66. “Remember your place slut.”

68. “Keep your eyes open, let me see your pretty lil’ eyes.”

69. “Just cum once more, I know you have it in you~”

70. “Open your mouth for me baby.”

71. “What makes you think you’re the dominate one tonight~?”

72. “You know what happens when you misbehave, watch your mouth.”

73. “Touch yourself for me.”

74. “You small cock is so pathetic. You think you’ll get any girl off with that?”

75. “Keep acting like that, I’ll fuck you in front of everyone.

76. “You deserve a reward for being a good gitl today, what shall it be~?”

77. “I suggest being quiet, you know these walls are thin~”

78. “Wow you’re pathetic! Cumming over a few fingers!”

79. “You know I don’t like being teased. Get on with it!”

80. “Think you can handle that much?”

81. “Beg for it.”

82. “Keep moaning my name like that!”

83. “You wanna fuck louder than them to establish dominance?”

84. “Hands behind your back.”

85. “I’ll fuck you till you can’t even speak.”

86. “Im hard, you’re hungry. How bout’ we kill two bird with one stone, eh?”

87. “Move an inch and you won’t be cumming tonight.”

89. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum inside you.”

90. “You’re too flexible for your own good.”

91. “God, I’m so hard for you~”

92. “Damn, you're dripping and I’ve barely even touched you. Do I get you that excited?”

93. “Hmm, you’re a bit of a masochist it seems~”

94. “You like that don’t you~?”

95. “You’re so pretty when my dick stretches your mouth like that~”

96. “I wanna hear you moan and scream my name.”

97. “I think we passed the ‘friends stage’ about 5 orgasms ago, ______.”

98. “I could fuck you against the glass so people can see how well you take it.”

99. “Oh shit. I think your parents heard us.”

100. “How badly do you want it?”

101. “You better eat quick, before I eat you.”

102. “Bend over the desk love.”

103. “Rumor has it, you want me to rail you.”

104. “Your face is heating up, something you gotta say?”

105. “Aww you’ve made a big sticky mess, clean it up.”

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darkestspring · 1 year

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Baelon! Hold Aelyra!“ Called Aemon on the stream became stronger and Aelyra clinged to Caraxes. Suddenly the electricity got stronger and Baelon saw his sister fall down. „Aelyra!“ Both shouted while they watched their little sister fall into the open sea.

Aelyra opened her eyes and found herself different in Dragonstone? She looked around when someone held a gun to her neck.“ who are you and what do you want here?“ Said a girl like 12.“ Visenya. Stop scaring the child,“ said another playful voice. Rhaenys. It can be someone who wants to steal our dragons. Remembered that?“ She looks younger than you,“ said a boy. Suddenly she noticed something.“ Why do you have purple eyes and white hair?“ Asked visenya. Visenya? Rhaenys?“ Aelyra asked and looked at the boy.“ Aegon?“

Aelyra twirls around to see if she can find Baelon or Aemon but she can't, panic fills her and the three can see it.

"Are you lost?" Rhaenys speaks in a soft voice, trying to soothe the small gitl who shares their looks.

"I think so. I was flying with my brothers. I wanted to claim my own dragon but i slipped off." She revelealed to her, moving closer as rhaenys reminded her of her mother. "And then i... woke up here. I think?"

"Oh, its okay." Rhaenys comfort her small descendant as she turns to give Aegon and Visenya warning looks. "Tell me, what is your name?"

"Aelyra Targaryen, first of my name." Aelyra feels awkward talking to her ancestor. "Are you really Queen Rhaenys?"

Rhaenys laughed softly, a sound that reminded her daella more than alyssa. Alyssa's laugh was soft but it was also chaotic.

"Yes, my dear." Rhaenys spoke and picked up the small girl with ease, holding her in her arms. "Come inside, lovely girl."

Visenya and Aegon had softened seeing their lovely sister with the small child who was their relative.

#VISENYA AEGON AND RHAENYS RAISE AELYRA? SIGN ME UP #aelyra au

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whotheheckisgod · 1 year

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heaven by clairo. 25 apr 23

i had this idea/dream while listening to this

this is about a girl who constantly feel lonely. she always have different flares than thr others, lets give her a silver pinkish clothes. she feel lonely because her parents is goint through divorce. but the parents decided to stay for the children, lacking emotional maturity, they still fail to bring company for the little girl. lets depict the parents as dark gloomy figure when fighting w/ each other, then turns to light when talking to their little girl. but too often being in their gloom side, they fail to bring that light as time goes on.

to add more depth, let's paint the mother's light a bit reddish, an anger stemming from her innability to explore her individuality because of early age oc marriage and beinh forced to quit her job. the opposite of the father who still can do the opposite, as fathers usually spend less time raising the child. [lets not reveal this just yet tho, i want the viewers to just assume its the mom color] [maybe lets paint the dad blue, with his arc where his dad died at an early age, or being the provider for his mom and now new family]

the little girls inevitably feels sad. lets reference the red door from insidious, but the door color is [?]. behind this door is this void of darkness. [should we add 2 monsters beside the door looming and inviting thr little girl to go in?]. wait, lets give the door rainbow paint, visibly peeling to gives the idea that this is a trick. and there's 2 dark figured monsters dressing up as clown[or anything colorful, i hate clowns].

the little girl ignored the invitation, decided to stay where she is. other figures ask her out to play, at first she ignored. then some she obliged, these friends left her because life happens ykno.

the fighting became too loud, she either willingly then enter the "rainbow" door, or shr gets pushed away there's no option to go elsewhere to stay safe. she cried glittering pink tears. she cried and she cried while her parents fight. her friends came to ask her to play, yet they cant find her. she heard her friends voice, and came out. this happens in loop until one day she couldnt come out bcs the door was locked. she banged the door yet no luck. one day the same thing happened, she was lying hopeless on the ground, not amswering her friends call, tge door unlock yet she didnt even try. if u want to extend the story, the friends one day approached the girl inside, yet she sees her as the gloomy creature [like a disfiguration of tgoughts when ure depressed ykno]. in this part we also show the girl's tears becaming purple slowly from pink.

the friends eventually gave up. the little girl after being scared of her own friends, cried again, the camera pans out to show how dark and lonely the void is.

oh! also before this add the story about she gets picked on bcs of her silvery color while others are the same tone of color, the little gitl then bloomed to a full blown rainbow indicating her acceptence for what she is and her full range of emotion. maybe in the end she met ppl alike, become a painting teacher so that others can experience other color too. [she also can give gifts she created that are silvery, some received, some rejected]

[im still confused as to what made her decided to get up] she gets out and she has turned blue. she made some new friends, she tried to give silver gift, it still came out a bit silverish but blue. this time the friend down right rejected it, she turned more blue. she gives another gift, rejected. this happens again and again until she turned completly blue. she went back to the void room, the door loses the rainbow paint, she realised this yet she still went in. kek yauda lah let me be depressed bro.

endingnya tau lah kek gmn cman gatau nyambunginnya gmn

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moonsofsappho · 3 years

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Suspiciously common breeds of wlw

The one who years for touch yet hates or is scared of touch.

The one who craves emotional stability but hates opening up.

The one who boldly flirts with people but once someone flirts back they're flustered.

The one who lowkey has a knife kink (looking at all the people who loved jade from victorious a little too much)

The one who's only ever attracted to toxic people.

The one who constantly talks about wanting a girlfriend but refuses to confess to their crush.

The one who desperately wants good wlw representation yet cannot find it, so lives off of mlm representation (psa this is not the same as fetishization)

The one who highkey has anger issues (specifically the ones who blame it on being a top / dom when they should probably go to therapy)

The one who becomes a yearning mess after 11pm

The one who spends all their time researching our history to educate the rest of us since we were never taught it (you're amazing)

The one who creates wlw textposts and content as a means of validation.

The one who cries over women's beauty.

The one who loves the aesthetic of cottagecore but in reality we all know you would not be able to get up at 5am each day to feed the cows

Part two if yall like this???

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acoolka · 3 years

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Imagine: An anime with a 'pervert' protagonist who constantly trips and gets to see female private parts after which, despite denying doing it on purpose, gets hit by any and all girl characters for creeping on them.

Plot twist: The protagonist is asexual and is really uncomfortable with all the occasionally naked women constantly hitting him, accusing him of being something he isn't and never beliving him.

Slowly it progresses from being a gag for fan service to a major character development point where protagonist becomes very obviously visibly uncomfortable and paranoid around women because he expects to be hit.

It all boils down to a moment where he has a breakdown after he once again accidentally stumbles upon a less than clothed woman, when girls finally understand that he is really just clumsy and not only did they falsely accuse him of being a creep - they also caused multiple injuries to him for no reason when they could talk it out instead.

#not sure if its a vent or a stroke of a good idea #I've just always been mad that protag always gets hit and called a perv for being clumsy #and getting at wrong places at wrong time on a genuine accident #he could also be gay instead of ace #but then there wouldn't be the conflict of fearing that if you tell them you don't experience s-attraction they'll call you a liar again #if he's gay it could be solved really fast or replaced naked girls with naked dudes #its just not the same #asexual #writing prompt #this post isn't about those protags who are Acrually perverts. This is about when those who are just genuinely unlicky and #get called pervs when they accidently fall on private parts or smth becauss they're straight and naturally will blush #like they didn't ask to fall there and they don't let them explain it and even if they do gitls don't believe it #i hate it so much

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icangothedistancee · 4 years

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No editing, no makeup, just messy little me

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harbingerofdevastation · 3 years

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I probably should’ve realized I was a butch lesbian when I was the only girl to dress up as a knight on Medieval Day in second grade but here we are

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unicornswilleatyourboobies · 4 years

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was kicking a football plush around my room and had the horrific realisation that if i was CisHet i would've been a football lad and idk what to do with this information

#i'd play matches in both the local football team & my school's one #i'd probably support arsnal or something #....glad i'm trans and bi LMAO #i say this purely being a boy in my primary school meant you either liked football or got bullied #and i actually played football in primary lmao #they made a whole girls team cos so many gitls in my yesr were interested #i played left defense 😎#if i was cis but still bi i'd probs join that other guy in my class who was Into Science And Got Horrifically Bullied #shoutout to that guy btw you told me so much about dinosaurs #tbh it was kinda cool/weird how the guys with traditionaly 'feminine' interesrs weren't bullied ar all #like the theatre kids were quite popular #(i say theatre like primary school didnt boil down to like the nativity and end of y6 pkay lol)#what got you hate at my primary school was being a nerd (regardless of gender cos i got bullied LOL)

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dessadesdevious · 6 years

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#lesbian couple #lesbian kiss #girls who like girls #lgbtq #lgbt #couple #wlw #girls #gitls kissing #cute #gay couple

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bookns · 3 years

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Simpleman

Who is

Manon oh shit

Marinette bestie they ain’t a good combo

NOT THEM TICKING

Y’all my poor girlie

NOT THE KWAMI

Poor trixx

THE ANIMEEEEE

Adrien why you calling boi

HEW SO SWEET

I love him

M-THE FUCK YOU HAVE STEPS

Okay me tho

I used to use steps for fuckin everything

I love her little doodles

UMBRELLAS

Is that FORESHADOW

I mean marinette ain’t wrong

Telling a guy is WAY more complicated than a drawing

Wait-

She has suck pretty handwriting

Chris has a char noir bag THE ABSOLUTE BETTAYAL

FAIIII??

DID NONA MEET FAI??

not her grandpa freaking out

She’s so cool

YOO HAWKIE LOOKS COOL IN THE ANIME

bro you literally got saved by chat noir and ladybug

He’s so cute

She’s adorable

Marinette

BESTYE

Aw sweetheart boi

EXACTLY TIKKI

GIRL

I THOUGHT WE KNEW BETTER

STOP IT

poor grandpa

Not him crying

I HATE hawkies outfit

It’s UGLY as HELL

Exactly

NOT HIM DISAGREEING

What’s his power

WHY SOES HE LOOK LIKE TYIS

Bro you see an idiot

AN IDOIT

Banned cArss???

YEAH BABY

Oh shit

NOT HER BEING CONFUSED WUTH THE LINES

Plagg I love you

SHES ALWAYS RIGHT ABD IM IN LOVE WITH HET

I LOVE HIMMMM

Not then being in the same spot

I love my married couple

PIZAAAA

They are so dumb

My dumbos

NOT HIM PROTECTING HER

ow my boi fell m

What

HER COSYUME

I love her

“Made a boo-boo” I love her

The kids are so cute

NOT ALYA BEING THE KIDS ENCOURAGMENF

So cute

I OOVE HER

They faced so much TOGTHER

Munchkins

MARINETTE NO BABG

YES LOVE m

What

GITL

He’s so cute

Superheroes and a love story I LOVE THIS PARELLELL

So cute

Love this one

It’s not as action packed but still just as comforting

#miraculous ladybug season 4 #miraculous: tales of ladybug and chat noir #miraculous ladybug spoilers #miraculous ladybug #miraculous season 4 #adrien agreste #adrienette #marinete dupain cheng #no invalid marinette slander in my house

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hybbat · 3 years

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Why do you love drawing femboys? I always wondered

This is the ideal male form obviously. For real though the following explanation is strictly about my art and art choices, not real people. Just a quick warning. My opinion of irl femboys is the same as every other human being which is meh.

I hate muscles on guys especially with the typical apple body type because they have no lower body and look topheavy. Muscles only really look good on hourglass or pear body types which are usually female or femboys. But femboys are cutest with little to no muscle. In general, boys look best with traditionally feminine aesthetics while girls look best with traditionally male aesthetics, though its easier for girls to pull off both. Masculine guys are just unattractive. I'm also a leg and butt person so... :p

I like androgynous characters and aesthetics the most, generally I like short hair even though you can do more with long hair and the less you can tell the gender of a character at a glance the better. The ideal is gender neutrality where they aren't particularly feminine or masculine, but on guys in particular a lack of masculinity in interpreted as femininity rather than neutrality. I also love drawing shorts shorts and dresses and feminine clothing.

As for why I draw them a lot more than anything else, thats for 3 reasons. 1 is there is significantly less art of cute boys by my standards in general, it's harder to find, and the quality is significantly lower or in art styles I greatly dislike. So if I wanna see cute boys I usually have to draw them myself.

2 is a personal thing but I get uncomfortable at guys ogling girls, or the thought of girls in sexual situations with or for men in general. So since most of the people who see my art are guys since most of my friends are guys their reactions generally make me uncomfortable and not wanna draw them. When I drew mostly for myself only when I was younger I drew a lot more gitls. Its a personal hangup and not something that can really be helped but it contributes.

3 is I actually for a good chunk of my art don't even think about the gender or sex of the characters I draw until the end. A lot of monsters I draw are straight up sexless and I use he/him as a default or simply because I decided I like them as boys. Combined with the fact that I generally prefer drawing small cute things, I end up with a good chunk of characters that are just femboys on a whim after I finish drawing them. Because of 2, the more sexualised they are the more likely I am to fall on the side of boy or nb.

Tl;dr I like them, someone has to draw them, and I don't really think when I draw.

#ask #art #this is strictly an art thing not about real people

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i-am-gusu · 4 years

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The Picnic Date

(I still think titles on a blog no one reads is ridiculous)

Okay, first of all, can I say how proud of myself I am? I held his hand! I told myself I would do it and I did! I’m getting better at this. I still haven’t told him anything about me being here but that is for later (also I talked with Huaisang this morning, he came to the café, and when Mianmian was away, I asked him if it was okay to be stalking someone online and anonymously send them messages. He asked me with an incredulous laugh if I was trolling someone or something, and I just looked at him. He stopped laughing and then just said “If you’re talking about stalking Wei Ying’s blog, let me remind you that HE is the one who gave you the URL, that it is public for everyone to see, and that honestly he seems pretty happy with whatever you’re throwing at him. Except maybe money. Dude, stop giving him so much money like it’s lollipops to a kid. Give it to me instead.” I squinted my eyes at him at that and almost picked up his muffin to throw it at his face. But I didn’t. I’m not 7 anymore. But it’s true. Wei Ying is the one who gave me his blog when he tried to get me to join too. And his blog is public. I’m still unsure if it makes it okay that he doesn’t know, but... it makes it better. For now. But I definitely will tell him before I confess to him. If I ever stop being a coward and actually confess... That is for another day.)

The Picnic! (I swear, reading Wei Ying’s sidetrack monologues here is influencing me and I’m not interested in doing better for that because nobody is reading this damn thing why do I even care?)

... The picnic...

It was... so much better than anything I could have imagined. Besides that idiot Jin ZiXun coming to pick on Wei Ying. He dropped it really fast when I stopped him. The guy once decided it would be a good idea to try and punch me on one of those boring family events we had to attend to when we were sixteen. I broke his nose and two of his fingers. Okay, Uncle had to pay for all of his health expenses, and I then had three years worth of punishment at home (I can’t remember how many times I copied Uncle’s rules. I was also on cleaning and cooking duties from now on (Xichen helped when he could, and ironically, it made me enjoy making food more)) but it was all worth it. Besides, that asshole picked on Huaisang that time. He’s lucky it was me, and not Nie Mingjue who decided to stand up and stop him... That might be why Mingjue let me call him Da-ge afterwards. And why he still gives me my favourite sweets whenever we meet each other. Why did I never realize this before now? Is this what they mean when they say writing helps with hindsights and insights?

Before and after the idiot showed up though, everything was. Just so perfect.

Wei Ying arrived a little bit later, but he texted me to let me know, so I was standing at our rendez-vous point, patiently (and a little nervously) waiting for him with the basket (it wasn’t that heavy Wei Ying). And that’s when I hear my name, and I look up, and I barely had the time to put the basket down before I could catch Wei Ying, rolling full speed towards me. I held him against me then, and it felt so nice to hug him, even if it wasn’t an actual proper hug. When he looked up, that’s when I noticed the eyeliner around his eyes and. Damn.

Okay. Every looks are a good look on Wei Ying. But that look. Was a particularly good look on him. I would have stared forever, but then he was gone, running after his skateboard.

Lan Zhan… I don’t know if it’s just how he looks but sometimes when he looks at me… it’s just.. this tender look in his eyes. I can’t look away.

Yes. It’s all for you Wei Ying. I just love you so much.

... Then, he took the basket from me and decided to put it on his skateboard to roll it to where we then sat, and while we walked there, all I could think of was how close his hand was to mine and how I wanted to hold it and listen to him laughing all the time. But then, we reached the grass and I took the basket again, despite Wei Ying arguing he could carry it. I just wanted for him to enjoy himself. He took the blanket from the basket (speaking of, it’s not Tetris Wei Ying, just a lot of willpower. My desire to leave with only one basket was stronger than the headache I got trying to put it all in the damn thing) and spread it and then I just. Dropped on it. And my back hurt from the sitting too long on the floor while I waited for everything to cook and panicked over sending Wei Ying too much money and thinking he found out it was me. And I was tired. And Wei Ying noticed... And it’s less the fact that he noticed that got my heart beating so loud, but his hand on my face.

(He’s still beautiful though. Take your breath away beautiful. Stop and stare beautiful. How is he not a world famous model? I bet he could pull it off if he wanted to. Be on the cover of every magazine in the world. Make all the girls swoon.)

First, !!! (also no girls, ever. Just you)

(Omg his skin is so DAMN SMOOTH? WHAT PRODUCT DO YOU USE LAN ZHAN??? I MUST KNOW!!)

Second, it’s not my face but your hands, Wei Ying! Please pet my face all day, everyday, for the rest of my life.

It took everything in me to keep myself from jumping him right there.

Third, yes. Yes please. I am willing. Do it.

His hand was so soft and so... tender on my face, I just... I didn’t think. I just leaned into it. I barely heard what he asked to be honest, the feeling of his skin on mine was the only thing that filled my brain then. I even rubbed my face on his hand! A little. Still! I even closed my eyes, and I would have probably kissed his palm if my brain didn’t catch up what he said earlier. I opened my eyes then and got lost in his, and have I said how good his eyes looked then? Because I’m saying it again. I would have gotten lost in those grey eyes of his, but I had to say something other than “Mn” so I just said “you’re one to talk” quickly followed by “you have to take care of yourself too” when really I wanted to say “how about we take care of each other from now on?”

What I said made him laugh, and that sound always fills me with so much love and happiness. And we started eating again. And everytime he would get something from the plates, he would sit closer to me. And closer. And closer. And I wanted to reach out and sit him on my thighs so I could have him as close as could be.

Because I just want to be close to him forever. I want to touch him and hug him and be held.

Yes, just like that! And it was so perfect. And it kept being perfect after Jin ZiXun was gone (I am NOT talking about him more than necessary anymore, I said what I had to say before. He does NOT deserve the attention. Speaking of. I will talk with Xichen about buying that park. Perhaps Huaisang has connections to own it too? I’m sure Mingjue would see no problems if Huaisang takes it away from the Jins). I must have kept quiet for too long, pondering my options to take the park and surroundings from the asshole’s family, when Wei Ying pointed a wild bunny that had made his way close enough to be observed. I relaxed at the sight, and Wei Ying’s comment made me almost retort back that it’s not the bunnies I want to attract, but I kept quiet. I did look at his lips for a moment too long, but he didn’t seem to notice, as he started eating again. It took me more time to get back to eating myself, but we finished what was left quite fast.

Then, we lay back down to cloud gaze and... I’ve never did that before. Ever. So when Wei Ying started pointed out at the clouds and naming things, I didn’t know what he was doing. And then, I looked at the shapes, and I saw the fish. I didn’t see the dinosaur eating an arm though, it looked more like a... well, a normal blob of cloud. And that’s pretty much all I could see honestly (I didn’t pick up that heart either, but I wish I had). And then, I saw it. So I pointed it out, the bunny cloud. And it felt... It felt good. Really good. To be playing this game that has no goals nor rewards, just for the fun of doing something and imagining things in clouds, knowing they’ll disappear after a few minutes. And I felt so happy, I wanted to thank Wei Ying for that. So I took his hand. And the moment I realized I was doing it, my heart skipped a beat and I was waiting for him to remove it from my hand. But he didn’t. Instead, he intertwined our fingers together. And kept talking as if nothing happened. So I squeezed tighter and put my head closer to his shoulder, trying to see the occasional shape he still saw while listening and answering to whatever things he wished to talk about. Sometimes it was about the café. He asked me about how long I’ve known Mianmian (since we were seventeen), I asked him what painting he was working on (”oh, this and that.” Had I know I was part of the projects, I would... I don’t know actually. I... More thoughts for later). Sometimes, he would brush his thumb against my skin and I would do the same. I don’t think he noticed those but I, too, never wanted to let go.

Then it got late. We agreed to walk a bit around. I wanted to spend more time with Wei Ying, even if I was tired already. Then we walked in front of the skatepark and he said. These words.

“Fell for you right from the first, didn’t I?”

Wei Ying. Me too. So bad. I can’t even tell what got me then, or why it was you. I just know I saw your eyes, saw your smile, and you invited me for an ice-cream and I was already hooked. It was something in the way you talked, in how open you were, how easily you would show excitement for the smallest things. And I got attracted to all of that. It didn’t even matter to me that you forgot your wallet and I ended up paying (not that it’s a problem anyway). I gave you my phone number hoping it would lead to more than just an ice-cream and parted ways. And now, here we are.

I took the vanilla ice-cream because I almost never eat those (you wouldn’t believe the amount of... excentric flavours they offer in those families get-together, and they would always be either way too sweet or weirdly bland. And having a simple vanilla one that actually tastes good and having the chance to share it with you, just you, that made it taste even better. And no, I never buy ice-cream for myself. Yes, I know I could.)

We ate, and we walked, and we talked more. I wanted to hold Wei Ying’s hand again, but I didn’t want to make it weird. It was one thing to hold his hand on the blanket, neither of us moving. This would have been something else.

We may never be more than this.. but.. this is already more than I ever dared to hope for.

I hope Lan Zhan is in my life forever. I never want him to leave.

I want us to be more than this. When I’ll be truly worthy of you. This is more than I ever dared hope for too.

And as long as you let me in, I’ll be in your life forever. I never want to leave.

When I got home, fell asleep, worked, and my brother called me... But that’s for another post I think. I want to keep this one about the picnic. It was important for me too.

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weiiiyings · 5 years

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@ haikyuu fans who don't play volleyball. Like i know that in the manga tjis seems so fuvking intense and it really fucking is dude. Like stetters like me just need to think "am i going to set to this gitl or that girl." And like freaking out because you're losing snd then you win.

Basically im saying that volleyball is a great sport

#vball #volleyball #haikyuu!!#im a setter and its amazing

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sinfulcries2 · 6 years

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colors ; fan chengcheng

Hey thots, its your lesbian jesus back on tumblr. sO like ive decided to pick my lazy ass up and write some imagines, hope yall missed me :( this is totally not inspired by some real life shit

chengcheng meets his inspiration, the girl in his dreams

Chengcheng was a painter. he loved to paint. his passion for painting came from his sister, Fan Bingbing, a famous painter who was known not only in china, but all around the world. the colors he mixed and the paintings he painted, were all in his mind. and all the future works he planned to paint were also planned out in his mind. the only problem that he was encountering is his lack of motivation and inspiration. looking at the flowers outside his window seemed dull, even though they stood out in many different colors. looking at the stars in the sky seemed boring, even though they formed different constellations with a meaning behind it. he didnt bother looking for inspiration nor motivation, so he stopped painting. the vibrant hues of yellows and reds have been forgotten, and same goes for the blues and oranges. all the colors he possibly could think of, were not a priority anymore.

chengcheng woke up at approximately 2:30 am on a saturday morning. beads of sweat covered his body and he woke up panting. 'another weird dream' he thought. chengcheng sighed and covered himself in his blankets. he recalled his dream awhile ago. a girl who was dancing in her own style, but she had something unique in her, she shined in all the different colors possible. her hair exploding in hues of bright yellows and browns, her skin glowing, her clothes of orange, and her eyes. her eyes of brown. chengcheng ruffled his hair in frustration, but came to a stop when he felt a rush of motivation and inspiration come through his body. he gasped and in shock. "this cant be true..." he whispers, images of that colorful girl comes through his head like a storm. he never felt that way in years, and it surprised him that all of it came back.

chengcheng couldnt take it anymore.

he stood up from his bed, opening his lamp before walking to the corner of his room where his easel and paints were located. he gulped nervously grabbing the paint brush and opening a jar of orange colored paint. he dipped his brush into the warm pigment and started dragging his brush in different directions across the canvas. with shaky hands, he continued to paint with different colors and strokes, until he continued to paint the mysterious girl in his dreams.

the girl who stood out in his dream, orange clothes, brown hair, glowing skin skin, brown eyes...

it was all perfect for chengcheng. he looked at his work proudly before leaning the canvas on the wall with care. he already noticed that the sun was slowly peaking, so he looked at the clock which read 5:15 a.m. he sighed again, and looked at his work with curiosity. he mumbled, "who exactly are you?"

y/n cursed, falling down on the floor after making a mistake learning a choreography she has been wanting to learn lately. she stood up lazily and walked over to the bench at the side of the room. she grabbed her water bottle and chugged half of the contents inside. she then wipes the dripping sweat on her forehead with her sweater. just then her best friend, Wenjun walked inside the room holding two sandwiches. one for himself and one for the latter. "dont overwork yourself y/n" the older says worriedly, seeing the bags under the poor girl’s eyes. he hands y/n the sandwich, to which she takes and eats immediately. wenjun chuckles and ruffles her air enthusiastically. "youre hard working, y/n, just dont overwork yourself okay?" he says looking at the younger with sincere. the latter nods in return, "thanks for the sandwich gege" she says with her mouth full, showing wenjun a gross smile. "dont talk while your mouth is full!" he says with disgust while y/n can only laugh at his statement.

"by the way, were going to the art store now, we need new log books" wenjun says while fixing his hair. "ohh alright ill just change" y/n says while the older just nods. after a few minutes, y/n comes back in a orange sweater and some denim ripped jeans. "alright, sunshine, lets go!" wenjun chirped grabbing y/n hand and dragging her to the nearby art store.

"cheng! breakfast is ready!" bingbing, shouted from dowstairs. the boy groaned and tossed his phone to the side. he groggily walked down the stairs and made his way to the dining table, which had a variety of chinese food and fruits served. "looks like you didnt get some sleep" his mom says worriedly. "i had a weird dream" he says sighing. Bingbing looked at chengcheng curiously leaning her head on her arms. "what was it about di?" she asked. chengcheng ruffled his hair for the 3rd time already and ate his breakfast quietly. "a girl..." he mumbles. his sister rolled her eyes and looked at the latter. "what is it-" chengcheng cut her off by running towards the door and opening it. "bYE JIE IM GONNA BUY SOME PAINTS!" he said and slammed the door shut. bingbing sat there in amusement. "he found his inspiration i see..." she smiled happily.

chengcheng arrived at the store quite quickly, as it was just a few blocks away from his home. he scrolled through the paint aisle carefully, looking for acrylic paints that would match his painting with the boy. he heard a pair of footsteps walking towards the direction of the store, and two people talking quite loudly. "ge! i also need to buy paints for zhengting-ge! he needs to give them as a gift to xukun-ge" the younger sounding voice explained. chengcheng's eyes widened in shock when he heard the name xukun being mentioned.

cai xukun is a fairly well known painter he was following on weibo. he is known for his abstract paintings, and has 10 million followers on weibo. chengcheng took a glimpse of the two people chatting to find Bi Wenjun, a singer/trainee he heard his bestfriend rave about some other day. and the gitl. the girl whom he found in his dreams. chengcheng's vision was filled with the familiar yellows and oranges he had seen in his dream. y/n on the other hand, looked at the good looking latter in front of him. he noticed the latters face and smiled brightly.

y/n made her way over to chengcheng with a bright smile on her face. "youre fan bingbing's sister, fan chengcheng right? the legendary painter who suddenly stopped painting" she said with a dazzle in her eyes. chengcheng was lost for words. someone called him a legendary painter for the first time. the latter's ears turned red and he grew flustered at the girl's compliment. "a-ah im not l-legendary, t-thats too high of a c-compliment" he says stuttering

The younger chuckles and shakes chengcheng's hand. "im y/n! im one of your admirers. i may not be a painter, but i am a future journalist!" she exclaims. The older slimes at y/n and says. "u-uh, ive been seeing you in my dreams lately and ive gotten into painting-". "ah ge, dont flatter me please" she blushes and hides his face in his hands. "im not kidding though! i painted you this morning!" he exclaims.

y/n could only bow at the legend infront of him. "ah ge, don't you think its fate?" she asks wiggling her eyebrows. chengcheng could only smile shyly. "HEY LOVE BIRDS! ITS TIME FOR Y/N TO GO!" wenjun shouted raising the new logbooks in his hand. "GE WE NEED TO BUY THE PAINTS!" y/n shouts back. wenjun walks over to the counter with paints and payed for them. "well i'll get going, hope to see you soon!" she says, a hint of sadness in her voice. y/n turned around and walked to wenjun who was impatiently holding the plastic bag. "WAIT!" chengcheng shouted, making her turn around.

"C-can i perhaps have your number?" chengcheng asked shyly. the latter grinned and walked over to chengcheng. "sure! bring out your phone ge" she smiled, while chengcheng handed his phone to the latter.

'i can paint you now, you are my inspiration, y/n' he thought, while a rush of colors flood into his mind, forming her with the most captivating smile he has ever seen.

#NINE PERCENT #nine percent smut #nine percent scenarios #nine percent imagines #fan chengcheng #fan chengcheng scenarios #fan chengcheng imagines #Chengcheng #nex7 #nex7 scenarios #nex7 imagines #nine percent fluff #nex7 fluff #au

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crimson-paladin91 · 6 years

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Teenage Dreams

"Okay Miss Soto, I believe that's everything you'll need to know." Spoke a man as he stood up from his leather seat and walked round his desk to stand before another person. It was a young girl who was dressed in a high school uniform, though it was quite unique compared to the standard school gitl uniform. Instead of a pink blazer, white dress shirt and blue bow, they instead wore a black button up dress shirt with the first two buttons undone, and the boy's navy blue jacket open. It went well with the standard blue pleated skirt, black tights, and knee high black boots. The principal admitted that he was rather baffled of the new student's request of the jacket, but after receiving a resonable explanation, he was okay with it. That and it was technically not violating the school dress code either.

"Your instructors have your textbooks, and all your belongings made it safe and sound to your new home. Should you need help in finding your classes, the student council president has offered to help you find your classes. They are actually in your first class of the day."

In response the girl nodded and stood up from the seat across the desk.

"Are there any questions you have?"

"No sir. I'll be okay for now." The girl replied. They simply went over the rules she would need to follow at her new school, her new temporary home for the year, and talked a little about the school she came from. This was to be expected considerimg she was foreign exchamge student from overseas.

"Good. If you do though I'm quite certain the student council president can answer them." As if on cue the school bell went off, meaning it was time for class. "Go to the front desk and Miss Mizuki will hand you your class schedule and student handbook.

Oh and, one more thing. Welcome to Domino High School Soto-San. "

"Thank you Sir." With a respectful bow, the new student left the principal's office, received her schedule, and finally left the school office. By the time she went out the hall were completely empty. Not like it would matter since she would soon meet her new school peers.

When looking at the paper in her hand, she saw the name of her first class, which was also her home room. Class A-1. 'Gonna take awhile to get used to that.' She thought to herself and started making her way down the hallway. From what she was told, her classroom would be on the second floor, first door on the right.

@goldenevil91

#goldenevil91 #aurorachan

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