#his name is Popper

[crnl-chicken-tots]

Please take a moment to read this, if you have that moment.

TW for animal death

Things can change so fast, in a matter of mere seconds. I was reminded of that very harshly this Saturday.

One of my two dogs, Popper, was struck in a hit and run. We took him to the ER as fast as we could, but to no avail. For nearly a year, I worked as a veterinary assistant. Death was common, and a friend to those who had lived their time, or to those who had suffered. Death embraced all of them peacefully, and our sweet boy crossed the veil on the 17th of June. He was my little brother's dog.

For all of the horrid, mentally scarring encounters I faced daily working that job, I became emotionally numb in the face of death. But, of course, that isn't the same for your own kin.

His leg was shattered, and he suffered fatal internal damage. His lungs were punctured, and filled with blood faster than they could stop it. That is what took him out.

My family is devistated. My sweet girl, Honey, continues to sit at our front door, waiting and wondering why her brother has yet to come back. She won't ever know. They were littermates.

It has been ages since I have faced such lose. He was my baby, my best friend, my favorite cuddle buddy. I will never get to see his sweet face again, or hear his high pitched bark, or get to smoother him with forehead kisses, or tell him to stop messing my bedding up, among thousands of other little things. I know he has left, but accepting it is the hardest part. Not only for our sakes, but for his dear sister's sake.

So please, PLEASE, when you read this. Do me a favor.

If you have companions, whether they are furry, or slimy, or scaly, maybe feathery, or however you choose to describe them:

Go give them copious amounts of love.

We are always reminded to never take things for granted, and I couldn't agree more.

So go stare them in the eye, until they think you're nuts. Tell them how much they mean to you, even if you sound insane. Pet them, play with them, care for them unconditionally, until they are fed up with you.

They won't always be there. But while they are here with us, let's make sure they are surrounded by our love for them. Many things do not come free, but expressing how much you care for them in those little ways, does indeed come free.

I will never get over how everything happened, and the fact that he truly is gone. There is no magic to bring him back, even though I spend my days lost in thoughts that are overflowing with possibilities like that. It's unfortunate, it's devestating, it's reality.

I'm always going to love him unconditionally, with every fiber of my being, even beyond the veil that seperates us. And I'm glad that I was able to say what I wanted to say before his departure - some are not as fortunate.

Love them. Telll them that I love them, every single one of them, even if I don't know you or them. Nothing would make me happier.

Thank you for everything, Popper. You will always be the best boy, even in death. I await the day that we may cross paths above yet again.

09/26/18 - 06/17/23

#serious talk #tw animal death #hit and run #death #reality sucks #please read this #never take anything for granted #you might end up with heavy regrets #love your companions unconditionally #my art #his name is Popper #and he was THE best #Popper and I cuddling on a space too small for us #Its okay though #he just lays on me to get around that #I'll miss being crushed like that

[perilla-leaves]

"Why? I die. You die. We all die. Big woof! Have a treato -- it'll make it better."

You know what Popper, I WILL have a treato

#my art: tayo draws #bg3 #fanart #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 fanart #bg3 popper #bg3 circus #bg3 shopkeep #why do i always think his name is poppins??

[theswedishpajas]

💙🐓⚽️🌶💙

#my art stuff #digital art #stardew valley #shane #stardew shane #chicken #blue chicken #pepper popper #yes I put cheese in it. I get to do what I want. #Found a blue chicken egg in terraria and it made me cry cus it was a reference to shane!!!!! #it even has the same sprites as shane’s chickens and has his name on it’s nametag!!!!! #I was sobbing out loud!!!!!!!!!! #I love shane so much #sweet babie boyo

[lokh]

WAIT SHUROS DAD SAID HE WANTED HIM TO BRING SOMETHING BACK INTERESTING.... AND WHO IS MORE INTERESTING THAN LAIOS....

#he also cited lack of flexibility in thinking. so surely the solution is shuro realising u can like men.......... #wait... wait imagine. this wasnt the point of the post but everyone imagine with me #fake dating au but not on purpose shuro Does bring back the fucking king of the risen golden kingdom #but his dad takes it as him bringing his significant other back and says he wins #and laios goes But thats not- #and shuro claps his hand over his mouth like Wait a minute. #and when he gets back everyone agrees its the dumbest thing he could have done #im torn between chilchuck laughing or screaming at him. and kabru straight up murdering him #i dont know if itll be a recreation of the laios proximity disgust meter #or he comes back to a party popper exploding in his face with the banner Congrats on your marriage! #maybe both #god it is so difficult to come up with a ship name for them #but i need to. even if im just populating the tag with my screaming #laishuro????? maybe???? #they dont have a lot of overlapping letters... #ok laishuro is free and also this is the only post that comes up if u search it here. weve done it lads #laishuro #dungeon meshi #will that even show up in the tags anymore. im a fool

[icecreamsoup]

My boy! My son! His name is Popper! You can find him at Art Fight here!

So sorry the pixel art is blurry! The picture is very little, and Tumblr doesn't seem to like that!

#his art fight profile also talks about some of his lore! #oc: popper #gonna start tagging oc’s like that #ooo I need to name the show he’s from! #clowncore #clowns #kidcore #art fight #original character #oc #digital art #character design #eyestrian #bright colors #I don’t know if I need to add that but I’d rather be safe then sorry! #soup's scribbles

[lilacs-stash]

My HC full name for Nickel is "Nicholas Popper" which makes him sound like a jolly little elf guy but he is in fact a weird little coin man

#Okay so the last name has a LOT of backstory #but long story short Balloon's dad is a party popper so his last name is Popper #and Nickel changed his last name to Balloon's for reasons (that have nothing to do with marriage btw /gen) #ii nickel #object posting #inanimate insanity #maybe I'll get into those reasons some day who knows

[dirt-str1der]

Love shimano and majimas relationship because the power dynamics between them are so pitifully skewed and whenever shimano is feeling sillay and wants to play a silly little prank on his boy majima acts like his wife and children are about to be brutally murdered in front of him and he cant do anything about it

#Listen to my problems #thinking again of birthday boy #by schweiniehund sorry i had to look up the name #but shimano called majima to his office while he was high on drugs (quietly celebrating his birthday) and then tricked majima into thinking #he was in big trouble young man and then when majima was (still high) convinced he was about to be sealed in a block of concrete shimano was #like (pulls party poppers) surprise !!! and everyone was like happy birthday majima san hahaha !!! and majima stonewalled them #he is so silly #during his 18th birthday party thiugh majima drank a spiked beer and pissed himself after throwing up that was the second best birthday

[unproduciblesmackdown]

“i like the way you shuffle off in fear, boy. y’know, i’ve got a bottle of manischewitz and a fistful of poppers with your name on ‘em.”

melvin cooterstein and phyllidia krampington

#the enthusiastic audience response to the poppers mention even before the number begins lol. god bless us every one #did reencounter her name...clarifies some of his dialogue right after the song as ''phyllidia; wait up'' #can't discern any of the rest like um everyone Stop cheering & applauding for that ebullient delightful triumph of a performance.... #just kidding it's a ''and if you don't all clap & cheer for that i'm blowing this whole building up'' situation first and foremost #truly effervescent #things going great in that last pic....ragamuffin is there....anyone's guess abt whether once again the bico sequence is a secret reunion #is there an eleventh annual joe iconis christmas extravaganza attendee in the house? #joe iconis christmas extravaganza #will roland #melvin cooterstein #and of course #phyllidia krampington

[gaysagainststeve]

Unfortunately, i just recently entered my ludwig hater era

#reasons i hate him #hes too hot #hes too popular #hes too straight #hes french 🤢 #his girlfriend is funnier than he is #i dont like his blond hair #he made a slight joke about ppl pronouncing his name the german way #which made me inconsolably mad for no real reason #points in his favor #is him wearing a madi outfit #maid #and grabing jerma by the collar #him kissing all those men is actually a point against him #the way he can make it up to me is by going on the supermega podcast #and doing poppers #its what made me like hassan #i did like his video about his chess tournament #and did show it to all my roommates #so… #sometimes i have to pick a man to have violent hateful thoughts towards #it helps me cope #its nothing personal #tag #tumblr user 5uptic i support your journey and wish you well❤️ #keep on doing what you love

[moechies]

cherry popper! ꨄ toji fushiguro

sypnosis: your first time with toji fushiguro

warnings!! virgin reader w daddy toji <33, reader saying “it hurts,” bit of dacryphilia, praise, pet names mama princess& girl, mentions of fingering, making out, p in v !! obviously

“slow down girl,” he chuckles above you, watching you pant from your lack of breath due to your previous sweet make out session. one of his arms placed next to your head, another one in your sweet wet cunt. just the taste of his tongue on yours made you ecstatic, barely able to contain yourself.

toji had been fingering you for the past hour, gotten you to cum twice. it hurts, the way he keeps on slowing down when you’re near, telling you he’s prepping you for when you feel his cock; but he’s simply riling you up! and he knows that.!

he feels the squelching of your cunt grow wetter with each thrust, slowly scissoring his fingers in your tight virgin cunt in preparation of his dick. he occasionally glides his fingers over your clit, unintentionally making you arch your back from the teasing.

“m ready toji please..”

“you really think you are baby? want your beautiful cunt filled?” he’s condescending and it embarrasses you. you muster out a un-confident, ‘yeah, but be gentle, please…!” all he does is laugh at your weak attempts to be a big girl before pulling his boxers down below his hip, exposing his hard cock that painfully strained against himself until now. all you can do is stare, his intimidating length and width, nearing the size of a coke bottle. you eye at his leaky throbbing red tip with translucent globs of precum spilling from the tip, and the vein that runs down his cock from top to the bottom.

it’s nothing you haven’t seen before in a way.. you could see his cock through his pants, even if he was soft. but now that it’s in the hold of the big man, it begins to feel real.

“ya sure you’re ready for it darling?”

you give him a simple nod but he won’t take it.

“need you to say it aloud for me baby.”

“i’m ready for you toji..” you whimper out, barely able to trust your own words.

the look of fear in your eyes, it’s almost as if it turns him on even more. all he wanted to do was to flip you on your tummy and fuck you with your head pressed down into the soft of your pink pillows till you cried for him to stop, but he had to be sweet now!

“alright, stay still f’me mama,”

he lines up his cock with your tiny cunt, and you feel your breath begin to labor.

“calm down princess. i’ll go slow. tell me if it hurts.”

with how wet you were, he could’ve slipped it in easy but you had too small of a hole. you feel a glob of his spit fall onto your cunt, what follows shortly when he begins to rub his cockhead around in circles on your cunt, pressing up on your clit. he gently teases you by pressing it back and forth in your hole, but never fully inside, giving you time.

“no more toji..”

all he can do is laugh at your squirming body, so desperate for him, making you shy again. he spits again but on his cock, giving his swollen cock head a few pumps, before using his free hand to press open your legs to stretch your cunt just a bit more.

he presses his tip against your wet hole, and you almost begin to tear up. not wanting to cry in front of toji, but you were so scared. but he knows,

“don’t be scared baby, i’ll make you feel so good alright?”

he leans down over to kiss your lips, meanwhile slightly slipping just the tip into your cunt. you feel him inside, and pull away. your reflects tell you to thrash away from it but you don’t. it’s so thick.

“toji… toji..”

“feel good baby?”

you’re almost shaking as you feel him sneaking inches into your cunt, before it hits a barrier.

“s gonna hurt just a bit baby.”

he pushes through your hymen quickly so there’s no pain, he truly tried to make this less painful! his heart pounds with ache when he’s met with a quick squeak, followed by pained pants and whines as you attempt to adjust to the unusual feeling.

“i-it hurts!! toji! hurts! “

“i know baby, i know.. fuck. you’re so tight mama.. doin’ so well.”

he bends over and cages your head in his arms, meanwhile slowly thrusting back and forth to sooth the pain. he wipes away the stray tears with his thumb, and kisses your face so sweetly. he continues his sweet peppering kisses, even while he pushes his cock deeper and deeper.

“toji no.. no.. too much i can’t.. don’t know how..” he smiles,

“don’t need you to know baby, just need you to lay there pretty for me and take it.” he looks down to see his cock covered in your blood and slick, and he almost cums.

he lets out a sweet groan at the sight, moving his attention back to your face to notice that you had stopped crying, rather started whimpering.

“still hurts baby?”

“yeah, does.. no more..”

“i know mama..”

even with your denial, he shoves his cock fully inside of you. he knows you just needed a push, and he was all for it. you scream out of shock at the uncomfortable fill in your cunt, pulling the man closer to you and into your chest, searching for comfort,

“toji! it hurts! hurts!”

“s okay baby, took it all. so good for me right? first time and you took all of it, you’re such a good girl. such a sweet, good girl baby. you’re doing so fuckin’ well for me. you are.”

he says as he kisses your face down to your neck. he doesn’t move until the look on your face changes from pain to pleasure, and he doesn’t need you to tell him when you’re ready for him to move. your minds cloudy and your thoughts fill with toji, and only him. you mindlessly moan his name over and over as he slowly strokes in and out of your silky cunt. he strokes through your hair and kisses your forehead so gently you almost want to cry.

“toji.. toji…. feels weird.. feels so good..”

“yeah baby? gonna cum for me sweetheart?”

“yeah.. think so.. dunno..”

he laughs at your innocence, he thinks you’re the cutest thing in the world.

“cum for me baby. cum on this sweet cock f’me mama.”

and you do.

#toji smut #toji fushiguro #toji fushigro x reader #toji x reader #tw dark content #tw daddy kink #tw dubcon #dead dove do not eat #jjk smut #jjk #yandere jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #fanfiction♪♬♫

[mrkis]

birthday treat. (m.l)

PAIRING: mark lee x reader GENRE: smut WORD COUNT: 1.9k

SYNOPSIS: giving birthday boy mark his birthday treat

CONTENT WARNINGS: established relationship, 18+ content, kissing, light nipping, swearing, ass grabbing, oral (m receiving), blowjob, slight face fucking, unprotected sex, praising, creampie, cockwarming.

authors note| happy bday to my lil love♡

You couldn’t hide your excitement as Mark walks through the front door of your apartment, tired face lit up in surprise and awe at the birthday decorations that covering your walls, green and red balloons filled with helium pressed to the ceiling and he jumps back in surprise as you pull the thread of the party popper, the confetti spraying him in the face.

He laughs, dropping his bag down by his feet as he opens his arms wide when you come running towards him, throwing yourself into his embrace and wrapping your own arms around him as tightly as you can.

Mark exhales softly as he returns the hug, nuzzling his nose into the crevice of your neck and breathing in your scent as he rocks your body from side to side, laying small, delicate pecks on your skin and you grin widely, leaning back from the hug to take a good look at him.

He looks tired, unable to keep eye contact with you for too long without his eyes fluttering close for a few seconds and reopening, dark prominent circles underneath. It makes you frown seeing how tired your boyfriend is, knowing he’s giving it his all during his schedules on the limited amount of sleep he’s getting. 

You almost feel a little guilty for asking him to come over after his schedule was over, knowing deep down that he should’ve gone straight to the dorms to get some well needed rest. But you missed him, and you didn’t exactly want to miss his birthday

You move your one hand to cup his face, caressing his cheek with your thumb as you whisper, “Happy birthday”

Mark gives you a sluggish smile, “Thank you, baby” He presses his lips to yours in a kiss for a few seconds before he trails them down your throat and you smile at the loving touch, goosebumps trailing down your spine when you feel his hands dip underneath your shirt and the warmth of his palms on your lower back. 

He nips at your skin, causing your head to tilt to the side to give him more access and your lips curl into a grin when his hands slip downwards, fingers splayed across your ass and gripping gently to pull you closer to him.

“Are you tired?”

“Not really” Mark answers, but he doesn’t stop his movements, pulling you flush against him as he nips down harder on your skin. “A little, I don’t know”

“Why don’t we go to bed?” You suggest, trying to keep yourself calm and collected when you feel his mouth brush over the sensitive spot on your neck as he makes his way back up to your face, lips brushing over yours. “Let you rest for a while and we’ll celebrate your birthday tomorrow?”

“I’m not that tired” Mark tells you as he reconnects your lips and you sigh into the kiss, arms tightening around his shoulders. It’s sweet and soft, the slow movements of your mouths, but when you curl your hand at the nape of his neck, his mouth moves hungrily against yours.

His tongue slides over yours and his chest vibrates with a low moan, the grip on your ass tightening as he tries to pull you even close despite you being as close as you could possibly be. 

You allow him to do whatever he wants, your breath getting caught at the back of your throat when he sucks on your tongue, when he nibbles down on your bottom lip and pulls it, when he rubs his front against yours and you feel his hardened cock beneath his jeans.

“Mark” You call out his name as you break the kiss, staring at him and noticing how his eyes are still closed, his lips swollen and wet, breathing heavily from the lack of oxygen. You gently tug at his hair and he tiredly opens his eyes, finally looking back at you. “What do you want?”

“You” Mark answers, licking at his lips. “I want you. I need you. I’ve missed you”

You smile at his babbling and take his hand in your own, leading him towards your bedroom and he follows behind closely, hovering behind you as he drags his feet across the floorboards, squeezing your hand every so often. 

When you reach the bedroom, he’s already heading towards the bed as you close the door, dropping your hand to pop the buttons on his jeans and pull down the zipper, ridding himself of the clothing and stumbling over his own feet. 

He palms his cock over the front of his boxers and you almost drool at the sight, having not seen him in person like this for such a long time it makes your thighs clench together, watching as he rubs himself over the fabric as he looks at you, waiting for you.

“How do you want me?” You ask him quietly and he groans at the question, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth.

“On your knees. Please” His plea makes a warmth spread through your chest and you smile, walking over to stand in front of him before slowly dropping down to your knees and looking up at him. He finds you so beautiful, so angelic with your pretty eyes staring at him and he becomes flustered for a moment, licking his lips nervously as he tugs his boxers down his legs, tensing under your touch when he feels your fingers ghost over his thighs.

His cock slaps against his stomach once freed completely and he wraps his hand around himself, pressing his lips together tightly when he taps the head of his cock against your lips, moaning softly as you stick out your tongue to get a taste. 

“Put it in your mouth” 

You don’t hesitate to do so, spitting on his cock for extra lubrication before taking him in your mouth, reeling at the groans that erupt from his chest as he drops his hand from his cock to rest it on top of your head. 

He doesn’t grab your hair, nor does he control your movements as he allows you to do as you please, taking him further into your mouth and swallowing around him, almost choking as his hips accidentally jerk forward and his cock thrusts down the back of your throat.

“Fuck” Mark curses between gritted teeth, neck straining as his head tilts back. 

The sounds he makes for you has your mind whirling with arousal, wanting nothing more than for him to cum down your throat, wanting to swallow every last drop he gives you. So you change your pace, bobbing your head faster on his cock and using your hand to pump the rest of him, the other fondling his balls which makes him whimper softly, thighs trembling at the touch. 

“You’re so good to me, you know…” He suddenly praises you under his breath, stroking the top of your head as he looks down at you. “My girl, yeah?”

You hum, the vibrations around his cock causing him to moan loudly and the grip on your head becomes a little tighter, holding you still as he lazily rolls his hips forwards and you do your best to swallow around him, trying your hardest not to gag on his size. 

“I’ve missed you, missed your mouth… pretty mouth” He whispers, licking at his lips as his hips begin to stutter, edging closer and closer to his orgasm and your chest swells with pride. “Baby, you’re going to make me cum if you keep looking at me like that”

“I want you to” You tell him as you pull your mouth off of his cock but continue jerking him off, smiling as he thrusts in your hand. “Cum on my tongue. You deserve it”

“Wait,” Mark’s fingers wrap around your wrist and you stop your movements, staring up at him confused as he breathes heavily. “Can I cum inside you? I want to cum inside you”

Your lips stretch into a smile as you nod, standing up from your kneeling position to quickly rid yourself of your clothes, dropping them carelessly to the floor as Mark lays across your bed, resting his head on the pillows as he stares at you tiredly with his hand outstretched.

You take it, allowing him to pull you on top of him and he moulds his lips with yours, craning his neck to kiss you deeper as you settle yourself above him, resting your thighs on either side of his hips and he lets go of your hand to grip the flesh of your thighs, squeezing the skin between his fingers before he trails behind you, grabbing at your ass desperately and you fight the urge to laugh, lining the head of his cock at your entrance. 

Breaking the kiss, your brows pinch together at the stretch, your palm flat on Mark’s chest as you ease yourself down on him and Mark gasps, mouth falling open as he draws in a sharp breath. 

“Fuck, Mark” You gasp once he fills you up completely, buried to the hilt and you would struggle to kep yourself upright if it wasn’t for Mark’s grip on your ass, squeezing you reassuringly and you begin to start rocking your hips.

There’s a crease in his brow as he furrows them, mouth ajar as moans and grunts spill from his lips, the tightness and warmth of your pussy making him unable to think straight and his fingers flex across your asscheeks, rolling his hips upwards to meet your thrusts, 

Your pussy pulses around him as his eyes meet yours, filled with love and adoration that would’ve made you start crying if you weren’t so horny and desperate to cum—and for him to cum inside you.

“Feels so good,” Mark tells you. “You don’t understand how much I’ve missed being inside you, baby… I’ve missed feeling you like this. Think about it all the time… It’s crazy how much I’m into you”

“I hope so” You smile, grinding your hips down and rubbing your clit against the smooth skin of his pelvis. “I’m crazy about you too”

“Makes me feel like one lucky guy” He dumbly grins up at you but it slips away in almost an instant when your walls clamp around his cock, and he curses under his breath, his hips fucking up into you faster. “Do you love me?”

“Always”

“Tell me you love me,” He begins to pant, hands moving from your ass to grab your hips, pressing his thumbs into your side. “Fuck—I’m gonna cum, baby… Tell me you love me”

You repeat the three words like a mantra as you rock your hips faster, your own orgasm building up and your voice starts to break, tears brimming in your eyes at the pace he fucks up into you and he whispers those three words back to you.

He’s filling you up in an instant, spurts of cum painting your walls white as your own orgasm washes through your thighs quivering around his frame and you struggle to keep yourself upright. He’s trembling beneath you, breathing heavily as his cock pulses, unable to control the jerking movements of his hips but gasps due to the sensitivity he feels. 

“Jesus Christ—fuck” Mark’s body goes limp, chest and cheeks flushed, hair sweaty and stuck to his forehead, eyes almost ready to give in and sleep. You even go to move yourself off of him when you see his tiredness kicking back in but he’s whining, tightening his grip on your waist. “Wait, no, baby. Stay”

“Stay?” You can’t help but laugh as you push his head out of his eyes, stroking his cheek affectionately. “We can’t stay like this”

“Please?” He asks again and you feel yourself crumble as you see his pleading eyes. “Just for a few minutes… I’m not ready to let go of my girl yet”

©mrkis

#mark lee smut #nct smut #nct dream smut #nct 127 smut #mark smut #mark lee x reader

[yourdarlingalina]

is it new years yet? | jack hughes

synopsis: y/n's new years kiss is the last person she expected, her former fuck buddy pairing: jack hughes x fem!reader word count: 2.7k warnings: slightly steamy, heavy making out, mentions of sex, a bit angsty, not properly proofread is it new years yet? - sabrina carpenter

What's the best way to forget about your fuck buddy who broke things off with you a week before Christmas? Who you definitely don't have feelings for and who definitely didn't find out about said feelings by accident?

From a responsible person's point of view, it was the correct decision. I fell for someone who just wanted no strings attached sex. He doesn't want a relationship, and it is supposed to save me from being hurt even worse in the future. But I am not a responsible person. A responsible person wouldn't have been talking about their feelings with friends when they knew that the person they had feelings for was also in the same bar.

Which is how I ended up in my current situation. A glass of champagne in one hand while the other holds onto a random guy's shoulder as we sway and grind to the upbeat tempo blasting through the club's speakers. The best way to get over a guy is to get under a new one, right? At least, that's what my friends were telling me as they convinced me to go out with them for New Year's Eve.

"Start the new year off with someone new."

And start the new year off with someone new I will. The guy in front of me is decent looking, he's no Jack but he'd do. His hands were at least doing all the right things, one gripping my hip to pull me closer as the other was pushing my hair out of the way of my neck so that he could leave sloppy open mouthed kisses to my skin. Hands roamed down my body as I brought the champagne flute closer to my lips, this night would require copious amounts of alcohol if I am to make it to midnight. He pawed his hands down from my hips to my ass, gripping and squeezing in ways that should be making me want to push my body harder against his. His mouth trailing from my neck down to cleavage, nipping and sucking at the exposed flesh.

He was doing everything right to my body, but it just didn't feel right. I wanted it to be Jack who was brave enough to handle me this way in the middle of a crowded club, not ashamed to be seen with me, but it wasn't. He made it very clear that he only wanted me in private, with no one knowing that I was his on those nights and that he was mine, even if it was only for a short time. It was like he knew my body better than I did, knew what buttons to press to make me cry out his name. How he made me come undone again and again. The kisses that gave me full body shivers and touches that left my skin feeling like it was set alight.

I was not getting those feelings with the man attached to my body. He seemed like he'd be a great lover for a night, but not in the way I needed. Perhaps if I met him before everything, I could be happy with him but it felt like I had been ruined.

A party popper would end up becoming my hero of the night when one went off right next to my ear causing the glass in my hand to tumble down, splashing champagne on the man as it made its way down to shatter on the floor.

"Oh God! I am so sorry!" I profusely apologize as the man whose name I can't quite remember jumps away from me.

"It's alright, suppose I was gonna end up sticky tonight anyway. I'll be back." He shoots me a wink as he makes off in the direction of the bathrooms. I take the brief moment to escape to the bar, being careful to not slip on the alcohol or broken glass scattering the floor.

I push past the glitter and sweat coated bodies, pushing myself into a corner where I don't think my former dance partner will find me. One of the bartenders comes over to take my drink order not long after I get into my seat.

"What can I get for you?" The man asks quickly, obviously on the verge of losing it due to the new year's rush tonight.

"She'll have a vodka cranberry and I'll have a beer." A voice says from behind me, a voice I know extremely well. I didn't know he was going to be here tonight. Not a single person thought to mention that to me? The bartender makes a move to speak but the man behind me continues, "Brand doesn't matter, just whatever you have." The bartender just nods then scurries off to get our drinks.

I slowly turn on my stool to face him.

"Jack." I say, acknowledging him.

"y/n." He says back, sending shivers down my spine with just how he says my name. He moves closer, keeping me between the counter and his body. Leaning over his body almost touches mine, he keeps his eyes on me, his face getting closer, and for just a second I think he's about to kiss me, but his fingers wrap around the beer bottle that was placed on the counter and suddenly he's back where he was originally standing. "You seem to be having fun tonight."

"You've been watching me?" I blurt out before I could think. Instead, grabbing my drink, putting it to my mouth before I could say anything else.

"Hard not to when you're basically letting whoever that was fuck you in front of everyone." He bitterly spits out. He's jealous? He's not allowed to be jealous. He doesn't want me, I got that loud and clear.

"So? Why do you care?" His eyes snap to me. "I'm not yours, I never was." I break my eyes away from his, suddenly thinking about how interesting my drink looks. He smirks at my sudden movement, his fingers grip my chin and force me to look at him. His face is so close to mine again, I can feel his breath on my face, can smell the alcohol off his lips. He's intoxicating. I clench my thighs together at the small act. Even like this he still has so much power over me. I am undoubtedly his.

His eyes flick from my eyes down to my clenched thighs to my eyes again to the countdown clock behind me and finally back to my eyes. "Thirty minutes till midnight. Meet me on the balcony upstairs in fifteen?" He's asking but it comes out as more of a command.

"Why would I do that?" I push back. I can at least hold onto a little bit of my dignity during this. Can't I? Might be debatable.

"Because I made a mistake two weeks ago." He whispers against my lips. My eyes flutter shut, he's gone when I open them.

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Fifteen minutes went by quicker than I would've liked for them to. I still haven't made up mind on if I should talk to him or not, but my body decided that I'd still go. I slowly made my way up, giving myself more time to collect my thoughts. I hadn't talked to him properly since that night.

It was a night out after a big win, Jack had invited me and some friends to go out with him and the team. Teasing remarks were thrown at me about how I look at Jack like I was in love. I never did hide my staring well. He had noticed too, how when he looked over at me, my eyes were already on him. Adoration was obvious in my eyes when they were on him. When I got quiet and didn't make any attempt to shoot down the accusations they all got loud. "You love Jack!" They shouted over and over. My cheeks flushed, embarrassment flooded up veins, I had to get away from it.

He heard. I turned to leave the group and he was behind me, eyes wide and jaw slack in shock. He was frozen, a deer in headlights. Me whispering his name snapped him out of his daze causing him to walk off in the opposite direction. I made the mistake of going after him.

"We said no strings attached." He said after the door slammed behind me, his back still facing me.

"I know." My words came out whispered, I was terrified of this. This was never meant to happen. Feelings were never supposed to happen. He was never supposed to find out that one of our few rules were broken.

"We can't continue like this." He finally turned and faced me. He showed no emotion, he was so goddamn hard to read. His blank facial expressions would be the bane of my existence.

"I know." I whispered again, the only words I could get out. I fucked up, by catching feelings, by continuing this when I knew I caught feelings. I tried to push them down and pretend that they didn't exist, but it just wasn't enough.

"I don't love you." I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling the tears start to well up and not daring to let them have the chance of escaping. I knew how he felt, but hearing it was a completely different feeling.

"I know." I sobbed out. He was gone by the time I opened my eyes.

Here I was, yet again, going after him. I somehow made it to the top of the stairs and through the crowd of dancing bodies. There he was, standing on the balcony, leaning over the railing and looking out at the Hudson. I stood there for a good minute, just staring at him, debating on if it was even worth listening to him. Did he really make a mistake or was he just feeling guilty that he didn't reciprocate my feelings?

"What was the mistake?" I finally ask.

His head whips around so fast that I almost think that he's about to give himself whiplash. A small laugh like huff comes out as I walk further out onto the balcony.

"I almost thought you weren't gonna come." His voice is softer, careful, like he was actually scared of the thought that I wouldn't meet him. I look back at the countdown clock on the wall, ten minutes to midnight.

"I like to be fashionably late." He lets a small laugh escape at my comment. God, I love that sound.

"You always have." He turns away again, hands gripping the railing, knuckles turning white from the tension.

"You still haven't answered my question." I say, waiting for him to finally tell me what the mistake was. Was he regretting ending us or how he spoke to me?

"That night." He starts to say before cutting himself off, lips pursed into a thin line.

"Yes?" I nudge his leg with the tip of my heel. He looks at me, eyes scanning my face like he's trying to read my thoughts. Trying to get any idea of what I'm thinking.

"I lied to you." No. "I said I didn't love you." No. "I lied." No.

I should be wanting to hear this, but I don't. I never thought I'd be the type of person to run back to a man just because he gives me a pretty apology and I will not start now, especially when I know it's not true.

"You don't love me, you just miss the sex. Don't worry, you'll find someone else to suck your dick." I move to walk away before I feel this hand come up to grip my arm. He was not going to make this easy for me. All I want to do is go home and crawl under my blankets, forget that all of this even happened in the first place.

"Please, just hear me out." I turn my head to look at him and goddamn those eyes that make me want to melt. He's looking at me so sweetly, I've never seen him look at anyone like this.

"Make it quick." I brush off his hand and lean back towards the railing.

"Oh come on, you know I don't do quickies." He attempts to make a joke, a playful smile pulling on his lips. It quickly fades though as he get serious again. "I broke our rule before we even made it." My head snaps up at his words. What?

"I loved you before we slept together that first time." He can't be telling me the truth. No, our first night together was a drunken mess that was just meant to be a one night stand. The relationship that came after was just mutually beneficial, he didn't have to worry about someone running to the tabloids and I got someone who touched me in a way I didn't think was possible.

"Stop lying to me." I choke out. I don't need a pity confession from him, especially when I just want to leave him behind next year which is in, I quickly check the clock, three minutes.

"I'm not!" He counters back just as the words leave my mouth.

"If you loved me you wouldn't have reacted like that." My eyes are brimming with tears, this is not how I wanted my night to go. I just wanted to find a new guy to kiss at midnight to make me forget about Jack.

"I never thought you'd feel the same." How he could think that is astounding. I don't think he realizes just how magnetic he is, and not just because he's Jack Hughes, hockey star. No, he was much more than that. A good friend, a shoulder to lean on, someone that listens when you really need it, a respectful person who makes you feel like you're floating when his attention is on you. "I'm not good at expressing my emotions."

"Yeah, no shit!" I nearly scream at him. "What do you expect me to do with this?"

"I want to start fresh next year." He admits, his eyes lock back onto mine. "If you gave me another chance, I promise, I won't fuck it up again." He's not lying, he's being genuine. I can see it written all over his face, the softening of his eyes, the breaking down of his walls. He's having a hard time even attempting to be vulnerable about this.

The shouting from the party starts to get louder. "Ten!" Maybe I should give him another chance. "Nine!" If I get hurt again then it's on me. "Eight!" He is who I want to be with. "Seven!" Why not? Is this not what I wanted just hours ago? "Six!"

"Kiss me." I tell him.

"Five!"

"What?" He sputters out.

"Four!"

"You heard me." I say, giving him a soft smile so that he knows I truly mean it.

"Three!" He shifts his body to be parallel mine. "Two!" His hands cup my cheeks. "One!" His lips meet mine as literal fireworks go off. "Happy New Year!" People shout around us. But my mind is just on him. As he's pulling me as close as humanly possible but it's still not enough.

My hands snake up with his abdomen, fingers gripping at anything they can. His hands move to my hair, to my neck, down my chest, caressing softly down to my hips, pulling and pleading to get as close as possible. My body was being set alight, the familiar feeling I've been yearning for. He's pulling sounds out from me that I've never made before. It's from the feeling that he's fully mine now, no hesitancy in his movements, he's confident and proud in what he's doing. 

My fingers move up to curl around strands of his hair, pulling his face fully flush to mine, lips melding and moving against each other at a fiery pace. We break away unfortunately to catch our breath, our smiling faces still touching, neither one of us making an attempt to move farther away. In fact, he's nuzzling his face even closer into mine, if that was even possible.

"What are you going to do with me now?" I ask against his lips, looking up into those beautiful, mind melting, ocean like eyes.

"Start the year off right, by apologizing in so many ways." He says then capturing my lips again before dragging me through the crowd of bodies, down the stairs, and out of the door.

#alina writes #jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes fic #jack hughes x y/n #jack hughes imagine #jack hughes blurb #nj devils #new jersey devils #nhl imagine

[oqal]

dude. i do not care for irl drama and people keep dragging me into it

#text post #im about to beat this guy’s ass if he doesn’t keep my name out his mouth #he accuses me of stealing his broke wallet and calls me a fucking thief #then calls me a pill popper and a bad influence

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

can you write bachelors with a cryptid farmer? except they're not a cryptid, just a very strange person. and by that I mean the fact farmer will simply appear one day, start giving their love interest their loved items from the get go, character doesn't even know them! and then there's the fishing in weird places, always seeming to know where and what a character is doing, always running from one place to another, sometimes passing out in the deepest depths of the caves. very weird human.

I assume, dear anon, that you mean vanilla bachelors only. Hope I'm not wrong. Anyway, thanks for asking, and enjoy! 💖🫰

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SDV bachelors with a cryptid Farmer:

Well, Sam wasn't too surprised about favourite gifts - he's always a fan of eating something tasty, and pizza, as he thinks, is a win-win for almost everyone. So it's pretty easy to guess what to make him happy. Although the young guitarist sometimes thought that Farmer behaves rather recklessly and weird, the same words were said about Sam when he stuffed 40 marshmallows into his mouth on a bet. A bit odd, but Sam doesn't care, because Farmer is a good friend and, heck yeah, free food!

They're everywhere: at Marnie's ranch, at the JojaMart, at the Saloon. Shane is already afraid to look over his own shoulder, because there, with 99.9 % accuracy, Farmer will be behind him. No matter how much the chicken lover snapped at Farmer, no matter how much he calling them names, they stood like a statue, handing him a plate of pepper poppers. This weirdo is literally stalking him, but no-one's paying attention! The hell?! Although the peppers are tasty and spicy enough, can't argue with that. Wow, what a fucking life...

Poor Harvey has been sitting up late at night looking at Farmer's medical records and he's already getting a headache from trying to find some logic. Farmer still keep going to dangerous places, keep getting seriously injured (4 emergencies in a month!), and their wounds just inhumanly heal in a couple of days! How does that even possib- Farmer? How did you get in here? The clinic's closed. Oh, wine? For him? Why, thank you, it's his favorite- !!!! They- they just teleported right in front of Harvey.... The doctor won't need a wineglass anymore, he's gonna drink right from the bottle.

Yes, Elliott must confess: after a couple of instances when the writer had not even got beyond the threshold of his cottage and he had already been handed a duck feather and a basket of pomegranates by the Farmer, one could find them very strange. But you shouldn't judge a book by its cover. Maybe Farmer just has a hard time finding the words to communicate and this is how they express signs of friendship? And fishing... What's the big deal about fishing? The valley is rich in fish, so why be surprised that there are fish almost everywhere? Anyway, Elliott decides to judge people for their actions.

Alex should probably be concerned about Farmer's strange behaviour, but he... didn't care? Pelican Town was already full of people the athlete considered a bit odd, so why should he be surprised by the new Farmer's odd behaviour? They go everywhere, they fish everywhere, so what? It's their life. Though to Alex's recollection, regular farmers don't seem to fight monsters deep in the Mines, but then again, maybe that's their hobby. Plus Farmer give him his favourite salmon dinner all the time, so what's there to complain about?

Sebastian never seemed to have mentioned to anyone that he liked obsidian and frost tear so much. So he has no idea how the new farmer might know about it. Though, on the other hand, they're always carrying a bag of various cool gems from the mine and decided to give him something, so maybe a coincidence. Later there was a case where they stood right under the door of his room to hand him sashimi (also his favourite?) and ran off somewhere. Okay, that's pretty weird. There's sashimi, though.

#stardew valley #sdv #thanks for the ask! #sdv headcanons #sdv alex #sdv sam #sdv sebastian #sdv harvey #sdv elliott #sdv shane

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Apple Seed 16: Baby of Mine

-Baby Cries Echo Through the Hotel-

Lucifer: (slowly getting more and more excited) B-Baby. Baby. Th-That's a baby! Ha-HA!!! The baby's here! (sprints up the staircase)

Hazbins: (all exchange glances and speed after Lucifer)

Lucifer: (reaches the door and starts clawing at it like a puppy) Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in?

Carmilla: (opens the door while blocking the way) Quiet! The mother is resting.

Lucifer: (tippy taps his feet impatiently) Mmmmmm!

Carmilla: (rolls her eyes and moves just enough to let Lucifer slide through)

Lucifer: (gasp squeals and scrambles into the room, whispering excitedly) Charlie! Vaggie! How is it? Where's the- (jaw drops as tears spring to his eyes)

Vaggie: (silently crying as she half sits, half lays, on the bed, propping herself up on her elbow as she kisses Charlie's head then the baby's head while stroking the baby's back, being mindful of the slightly lavender colored spots on the shoulder blades that looked like a place for wings to sprout in the future)

(whispering) Lo lograste, mi amor. Lo hiciste. Él es perfecto.

Baby: (fussing slightly against Charlie's chest, and black horns start pushing up from the hairline. They have Vaggie's white-silver hair, curved nose, off grey skin that looks like a mix of both Charlie's and Vaggie's, little white marks accent underneath their eyelashes, little fairy feathered - red hooves that matched Charlie's, and purple circles stand out on their chubby cheeks.)

Charlie: (flushed, sweaty, and crying as she holds the baby to her bare chest and sings) Baby mine, don't you cry. Baby mine, dry your eyes. Rest your head close to my heart. Never to part, baby of mine~

Baby: (horns retreat as they calm down and nestles into Charlie's breast)

Lucifer: (trying so hard not to burst out into a loud wail of a cry at the moment) H-Hey, kiddo. How do you feel?

Charlie: (looks at Lucifer tiredly) Exhausted, ha, but worth it. (nods to the baby) Come say "hello" to your grandson.

Lucifer: (excitedly tippy-taps over and looks at the baby with a coo) Hey, little duckie.... Oh, he's so precious! Look at his little hoofsies! (Tickles the baby's little feathered hooves) They'll harden up in the next week or so. And are those spots fow his wings to show up?! Gee, he really is a perfect mix of both of you! Have you thought of a name? I think Charles would be perfect. Little CJ!

Vaggie: I got shot down with that one already, Sir. (smiling down at the baby as she brushes her finger along his cheek) We decided on Samael.

Lucifer: (eyes widen in shock at his old name from Heaven) S-S-S... A-Are you....

Vaggie: Don't worry, Sir. We're calling him Sammy for short. Samael -Sammy- Lucifer Morningstar.

Baby Sammy: (gives a little, sleepy, gummy smile at his name with a coo)

Lucifer: I-I need a moment! (rushes out the door and immediately wails tears of joy) OOOOOOH-HO-HO-HOOOOOOOOOOOH!!! HE'S SO BEAUTIFUL, EVERYONE!!!!

Hazbins: (sounds of party poppers, bombs exploding and spreading blue smoke everywhere, and kazoos going off fill the room from the hallway) CONGRATULATIONS!!!!

Special Thanks to my friend Sevi for making me this adorable art piece of Sammy!

#apple seed #apple seed au #part 16 #baby of mine #chaggie #charlie #vaggie #pregnant charlie #sammy #lucifer #carmilla carmine #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel incorrect quotes #vaggie has her wedding ring tattooed onto her finger #welcome to Hell little prince #sammy morningstar #chaggie fankid #fankid #special surprise under the cut #baby

[unique-high]

ATEEZ S/o Popular YouTube Live Streamer Reaction.

Requested: i would like to request how ateez members would react to their s/o being a popular YouTube streamer and them accidentally walking in on their s/o live stream in the chat would go crazy.

a/n: this is a birthday themed request. I enjoyed making this. It was funny to me. 🤣

NOT EDITED BUT PROOFREAD A LITTLE.

MINGI: "HAPPY BIRTDA-" He stops at the threshold of the door wearing a party hat and holding a cake. "Oh, are you live streaming?"

You turned in your gamer chair looking at your boyfriend. "Um, yeah."

"Oh, really?" He steps further into the room, looking at the computer screen.

The chat box started going crazy

Zen: Omg is that who I think it is?!?

Baby Tee: Is this your boyfriend y/n? Why does he low-key look like Mingi from Ateez?

Theodore: Oh my freaking nuts. MINGI? Is this a prank? Or is this some crazy video editing somehow?!?

Suan: their boyfriend can't b Mingi. Not THE Mingi. This has to be some kind of prank fr fr.

Psycho: It makes sense now why Y/n never showed us their bf. Its cause he is just as famous as they are!!

You pulled your boyfriend into the screen smiling. "Um, Everyone so yeah... Mingi from ateez is my boyfriend."

Mingi sat the cake down so he could wave. "Hi, Everyone, I am Y/n's boyfriend. Nice to meet you all." He smiles. "If you all don't mind, I'm going to steal y/n for a few hours."

YUNHO: He didn't know that you were in the middle of live streaming when he came dancing into the room singing Happy Birthday and popping confetti poppers.

"Yunho, I'm living streaming right now." You pointed at your computer.

"Oh, shit." he quickly bows. "I didn't mean to ruin your live."

The chat box started to go off.

Kill la Kill: Okay no, cause is dat YUNHO I see? lol.

Mint Mint: U CAN RUIN MY LIFE!!

Prince Charming: Is he ur boyfriend?

Rugrat: Y were u keepin him a secret from us?

Paul: Is this guy famous or sumthing?

Lizzy Bear: Don't tell me he's Y/n's bf like they're my WAIFU!!

NOT OKAY: I hope Y/n can fight. LMAO

"Would you like to join the live with me, Yunho?" You ask him.

"I don't want to steal the attention from you, but if you want to I will." He pushes you out of the way and smiles into the camera. "Yunho, taking over."

JONGHO: While you were in the middle of showing off your new headset, a fan gifted you. Jongho burst open the door blowing a party blower. "Let's get the party start-" he pauses. "Oh. Oh, are you streaming already?"

"Yeah." You said. "Want to say hi?"

Jongho wobbles over, waving. "Hi, I'm Jongho. Y/n's number 1 supporter."

The chat box starts flooding in with messages.

Bambi: No way. NO FREAKING WAY THIS IS THE JONGHO!!

Jaya Jaya ya: He should be grateful to have bagged a baddie like Y/n.

Shy Mariah: BLOW THE WHISTLE!

sUpEr MaRio: I just started stanning ATEEZ and Jongho is my bias!!! i'mma go cry in a corner.

My lucky lady: New Ship?

BBQ Sauce on my tittes: Jst waiting for the crazy fans to enter the chat *sips tea*

SAY MY NAME: Does dis mean we getting couple stuff now? cuz I don't mind at all :)

Jongho laughs at the ship comment saying. "What can our ship name be?"

You rolled your eyes nudging him out of the way. "Jongho has boyfriend duties now. Say bye Jongho."

He pouts. "Bye Y/n's live stream fans."

SEONGHWA: He was rubbing his sleepy eyes in his other hand was a gift bag with your birthday gift, he sleepily walked into the middle of your live stream yawning, holding out your gift in front of you. "Y/n, happy birthday."

"Baby, say hi to my fans." You beamed.

"Huh?"

You pulled him down to be in frame and pointed at your computer. "I'm live."

"What?!" Seonghwa nervously laughed, running his fingers through his messy bleached hair. "Um, Hi Y/n's fans I didn't mean to interrupt."

Fever Fever: Mother Seonghwa is that u?

Bad boi dwn: Oh, wonder how his company is going to cover this up?

Queen of tha South: Wasn't expecting to be blinded by a handsome man.

Lil Lotto: We need a story time cause like wtf?

U can call me monster: Y/n musta did something in a past life to be this lucky to get a K-POP man.

Crazy Form: whenever he eat the cookie he got good form?????

Alice In Wonderland: This man makes me forget I'm lesbian.

"Should we do a small q & a?" You ask your fans.

Seonghwa sits on your lap. "Yeah, should we?"

WOOYOUNG: He was wearing a pink lace apron and carrying a homemade cake when he walked into the middle of your live streaming while you were doing the dance to Bouncy.

"I baked you a cake for your birthday but I see you're busy. I'll come back later." Wooyoung said.

"I'm having a birthday live. You can join in. Everyone would love to see you."

Your fans started flooding the chat.

Pirate King: R my eyes deceiving me? Wooyoung is that you my boy?

Kitty Kat: Oh they really living the Y/n life.

White boy wasted: Haters gonna say this fake.

i stole ur bias: adding to the hit list.

Alpha Josh: So are we going to ignore the fact that this man is overly gorgeous?

Pizza HūrT: Life isn't fair because how can I live the Y/n dream? do I need to play “I'm not like other girls” card?

Dirty Sprite: K, that explains why she never shows us her phone screen saver.

Woo Woo: I can't right now. Because like Wooyoung and Y/n are together? Two of my favorite ppl n the world!

“Well, since I'm in the live stream, can you all help me wish, Y/n a very happy birthday.” Wooyoung gives you a kiss on the cheek.

YEOSANG: He didn't mean to barge in during your live stream. At first he doesn't notice because he puts his phone in your face. The rest of Ateez faces were shoved into the phone camera yelling happy birthday to you, it was so chaotic and loud. You smiled at Yeosang.

“Babe I'm in the middle of a live stream right now.”

“You are?”

“Yeah. See everyone is commenting.” You point at the chat box.

Yeosang reads the incoming messages.

Depresso Expresso: idk how to explain it but he's the product of his mother during all the work doing sex.

Dat girl Maya: yeah what they said ^^^

Get'em Gates: r u 2 dating?

Ur Faves Can't Rap: I'm suddenly gay.

M0lLy: Oh I know he's cracking her back like a glow stick every night.

I got that dog in meee: Funny of u to assume he does the cracking ^^^

Princess Tee: he's a work of ARRRT.

Megan Thee Goat: He's the definition of HOT BOY. If ykyk.

“Okay say bye to Yeosang everyone before he gets a big head.” You laughed, poking your boyfriend in the ribs.

HONGJOONG: “Okay make a wish!” Hongjoong burst into your room with a cupcake in his hand and a big smile on his face.

You spun in your gaming chair. “Where are your clothes?”

“I'm your birthday gift.” Hongjoong winks at you.

“Thats nice in and all. But there's like 100,000 people seeing your junk.”

“You're joking right?” He lets out a nervous laugh, using the cupcake to cover himself.

“Nope. Live stream.”

“Live stream?�� he swallowed and waves at everyone watching. “Hi, I'm um Hongjoong Y/n's birthday gift.”

The chat box went crazy.

Vanilla baby: At least he came unwrapped. My God!!!

GUERRILLA: ooou he's a big boy indeed.

Choke me spank me: sssjjiokhdgfertgyjbfrfv.

San's left nut: I can die happily now.

Icky Vicky: He your man?!?

Touch sum grass: HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N!!!! But please get your naked man off the screen. My mom walked in and thought I was watching porn....

Jimin's baby momma: am I in a fanfic right now?

Peru Peru: He slanging.

Sativa: he really gifted us all.

Bill Nye: isn't this how most porns start?

3D: Can he make it bouncy?

Olivia: This man is sex on legs.

“Sorry, everyone. Hongjoong will go put on some clothes now.”

“But I like the attention.”

You ended the live playfully beating up Hongjoong.

SAN: He had the same idea as Hongjoong but instead of being naked he wore a silk black robe but still naked underneath. San walked into your room with a bottle of champagne and from somewhere in the house Birthday by Katy Perry played.

"Y/n, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!" San drops his robe, bare ass to the camera. "This is all for you. but when isn't it?" he smirks.

You stared at your boyfriend. "Um babe, you're mooning my live stream."

"What the fuck?" He hurries to grab the robe from the floor to cover himself. "Why didn't you say anything sooner!”

You laughed. “I wasn't expecting you go all Chippendale's on me.”

The messages started to flood in.

Isamu: Um... Continue please?

Misty Blue: lol mooning yes. A FULL moon indeed.

Hawaii Five - O: Lol is it just me are does he look like San from ATEEZ?

Jazmine: Yea was watching with my dad...Thanks...

Lisa: CAUSE IT IS SAN FROM ATEEZ. *screaming and punching the air*

Da Kid: Boyfriend or Roommate?

Hailey: noooo y is my husband there with Y/n!!!! San you come home this minute!

Supernatural Fan: Didn't think I'd b seeing a guy's bare ass while enjoying my salad.

Beth: Thank you for the heart attack.

Charlie: I don't think roommates do this kind of thing @ Da Kid.

Angelina: PUT IT ON MEEEEEE!!!SCXSYBXQTIVKSWTCHOUDWWXGHGD

Kimmy: Are u getting dick downed by him every night?

iPad adult: Too much junk in the trunk lol.

“Now that everyone has seen my boyfriend's butt. I'm ending the stream.”

“Does that mean you're going to enjoy your birthday gift now?” San smiles at you.

#ateez s/o #kpop fanfic #kpop x black reader #kpop x ambw #kpop x reader #ateez fanfic #ateez x black reader #ateez imagines #ateez scenarios #ateez fluff #ateez x y/n #ateez x reader #ateez fic #ateez reactions #ateez request #ateez x poc #fanfic #ateez #ateez x you #ateez x female reader #Spotify