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irishmammonagenda · 2 months
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"Mams-" You grab his attention, squirming out of the mass of pillows and blankets in your first man's nest.
"No." He cuts you off, cuddling further into you, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.
"Mams." You try again, this time pushing his head away, immediately regretting it, he looks like a kicked puppy.
"No." He says, much poutier now, trying to cuddle back into you. "Yer not gettin' out of the Great Mam'n's nest, Human."
"Mams. I need to go to the bathroom."
Grumbling he lets go of you and folds his arms. "Fine, but ye better be quick, Human."
"I will be."
"Good." He grumbles, moving to cuddle the pillow that smells most like you in your absence
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triona-tribblescore · 8 months
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for the eepy suggestions, maybe one of the brothers comforting the other after a long day? :]
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This is entirely self projection im sorry
Love the HC of leo working in Hueso's, but its tiring sometimes you know? :') luckily his bros can help restore a lil bit of that energy again <3
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lilquokka04 · 6 months
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🖤Watching🖤
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-warnings- smut, sub hyunjin, sub felix, pegging, oral (m receiving), mxm interactions (kissing and oral), mentions of a poly relationship
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"Doesn't he sound pretty felix?"
Hyunjin lets out a gasp as you tug on his nipple, cheeks burning as he glances over at the boy on the end of the bed. Felix eagerly nods as he looks Hyunjin up and down, hands clenching around the sheets to refrain from doing something that he shouldn't.
You grin at Felix's reaction and nibble on the older boy's shoulder, alternating between biting and leaving small kisses along the soft skin. He lets out a whine as you run your hand down his back and start kneading his ass.
"So sensitive." He starts to grind back against your hand. "Does my baby want me to take these off?" You slip two fingers into the waistband of his boxers and lightly tug on them.
Hyunjin bobs his head as he leans back against your shoulder.
Placing a kiss to the side of his head, you gently push him forward so that he's on all fours in front of you and face to face with Felix. Planting a kiss to the small of his back, you remove the last piece of clothing on him and run your hands over his ass, squeezing and playing with the flesh.
Hyunjin turns his head over his shoulder to watch as you start rubbing your thumb against his hole. He moans and squeezes his eyes shut when you grab a hold of his dick, pumping him a few times then collecting his precum to prep him. He drops his head and bites his lip as his face is right in front of Felix's bulge, precum seeping through the fabric of his underwear. Both boys make eye contact and Felix starts to squirm as he can feel the older boy's hot breath on his dick.
Hearing Felix whine makes your fingers come to a stop as you assess the situation. Smiling at how desperate they both look, you decide to let Felix in on the fun.
"Do you wanna fuck his mouth lix?"
His head snaps up at you and he practically cries as he nods his head.
"Please?"
Pushing a second finger in, you give him permission.
"Go ahead baby. Fuck his mouth for me."
The blonde boy yanks his boxers off and gasps as he wraps a hand around himself and pumps a few times, coating his dick in precum.
Practically drooling from your fingers, Hyunjin glances up at the boy and sticks his tongue out. Felix wastes no time and eagerly pushes his dick into the older boy's awaiting mouth. Both boys whine at the feeling, making you chuckle as you pull your fingers out. Before Hyunjin can even protest, your strap is pushing into his rim, pushing his body forward and making him gag on the younger boy's cock. Felix bucks his hips at the feeling and places a hand on the older boy's head, fucking his throat as he feels his stomach tighten. Hyunjin whines and looks up at the younger boy with tears in his eyes. The tears are enough to send the blonde boy over the edge. He bucks his hips one last time and cums down the older boy's throat, eyes rolling back at the feeling.
Noticing the lack of movement, you glance up and see Felix pulling his softening cock out of the boy's mouth.
"Did he swallow?"
Felix gives you a little grin and nods his head before he leans down and gives his boyfriend a quick kiss on the lips. The older boy drops his head as your hips start snapping against his, pushing the strap as far in as it'll go.
"Return the favor baby." You beckon Felix closer.
"Make our sweet Jinnie cum."
The younger boy eagerly makes his way under Hyunjin's body, sticking his tongue out and cleaning the precum on his stomach before wrapping his lips around the older boy's cock. He jolts and cries out as Felix sucks him off, trying and failing to keep quiet as he's stimulated from both sides.
"C-cum- can I-"
Smiling at how fucked out he sounds, you lean over him and place a kiss to his shoulder blade, accidentally making Felix choke on the boy's cock.
"Go ahead baby. Felix will take it all like a good boy."
Rolling his hips on the other boy's face, he lets out a loud moan as he starts cumming down his throat. His whole body shakes as he comes down from his high. You gently pull out and watch as Felix pulls off of the boy's cock, spit and cum covering his lips and chin. Hyunjin collapses on the bed and pants into the mattress, trying to catch his breath.
Felix, being the sweetheart he is, runs to get a cloth and cleans the exhausted boy while you put the toys away. Once thats done you climb back onto the bed and run a hand through Hyunjin's sweaty hair and press a kiss to the other boy's temple.
"Good boys."
@conwunder 🖤
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greyrain23 · 3 months
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The woman laid in his arms, her eyes blinded from the attacks in battle. She bled out from the sword embedded into her stomach, but it had been so long that she couldn't feel the pain anymore. He had long since ordered his soldiers to find the medic back at camp, but it was taking too long.
The light, slow, gentle snowfall had been ongoing since the night before, covering the ground in a thin layer of white that was now dyed red all around the two of them. Her sightless eyes gazed up at the snow-filled clouds, a few snowflakes landing gently on her face and melting faster than she could tell.
He promised her that he'd keep her safe.. that he'd protect her, but he couldn't make to her in time.. he was on the other side of the battlefield, but the moment he saw the enemy raise their sword against her, he shoved away the one he was fighting and ran. He ran as fast as he could but he wasn't fast enough.
Now the enemy was gone, leaving a battlefield littered with different bodies of both his team and the opposing, but they didn't even cross his mind when she was bleeding out in his arms. He couldn't even do anything besides press his already blood covered hands against her wound.
She called out his name, her voice holding a small tremor. He immediately looked over at her blood-stained face that was still so beautiful, even with the cuts and show of war..
"It's quiet.."
so was her voice.. he had to lean over to hear her better. He slowly lifted his hands away from her wound when he realized that she wouldn't make it out of this place..
"..Is the snow pretty..?"
he pressed his lips together as he held back tears.. she always loved the snow, but she couldn't even see it once more before she passed. Without even raising his gaze from her face, he spoke gently. His voice was always gentle when he spoke to her, such a difference compared to when he ordered around his other soldiers.
"..mm.. it's breathtaking.. it always is.."
She gave a small, serene smile. She knew he didn't look, and she also knew the hidden meaning behind his words.. he took her hand in his, giving a gentle squeeze, which she was too weak to return.
"I'm glad.. I've always liked the snow"
..'I know'. He let out a shaking, pained breath as he watched her let her eyes fall closed before she whispered one last time.
"I hope you see me when it snows.. I'll be there.."
As he watched her, he could only give a small nod even though she wouldn't see it. The tears finally fell from his eyes when he could no longer see the small cloud her warm breath created against the cold air. He leaned over and pressed his forehead against hers, letting out quiet sobs as he hugged her limp body against his chest.
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abyssruler · 1 year
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based on that trope where character A tells B that they will destroy everything B loves, then B asks if A will destroy themself
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Scaramouche, for all the godly facade he likes to put up, was not created for omniscience.
The hand on your throat brings a vicious sense of satisfaction as well as anger and regret. He hates the way you’re looking at him, soft and so undeniably fond even when he’s mere seconds away from giving you up to death’s embrace. Has he grown so dull in your presence, a blade eroded from the sharp edges and leaving naught but a blunt end?
You have no right—absolutely none to judge and act as if he is beneath you when you’re nothing but a mere human compared to the divine creation of a god.
You, his fourth betrayal.
“I will destroy you and everything you love.” It is a promise and a threat whispered the way he used to whisper to you in the dead of the night when he thought you were asleep.
A breath, a second, an infinitesimal moment that encompasses eons yet nothing all at once, eternity could have gone and passed and you still would have looked at him the same.
You smile through the blood on your lips.
“Will you destroy yourself?”
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fr3aklike-me · 2 years
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best friends try clothes on for each other, right? ━☆゚.*・。゚
contains: teasing, possessive talk, dubious consent, breeding, mentions of spanking on different parts, reader is referred to as having "breasts," "pussy," "clit"
let’s say that you’re my best friend – sweet, innocent, cute and unsuspecting. when you have a date you’re excited for coming up, you confide in me how badly you need to get laid, not even realizing how I clench at the idea of taking care of you when you’re obviously so needy and desperate to have someone’s hands on you. of course, being the devoted friend I am, I agree to go shopping with you so you can model different outfits you’re considering for the date – specifically one that will guarantee a good fuck in store for you. almost like torture, I sit outside the changing rooms, as you stride out with outfit after outfit – a series of miniskirts that hug you just right, tight tops that leave your nipples poking out, dresses so tight that I know it’d be so easy for me to press you against a wall, face pressed to the mirror, and slide my fingers deep in you. you gently whine that I should stay in the room with you – for practical reasons, of course, like so I can help you zip up dresses and so you avoid the shyness of emerging from the changing rooms in front of other people waiting outside them. it makes sense, and even though I know it’s only going to leave me with more thoughts, I go in, the dutiful friend I am. you go through a few more outfits, my eyes averting whenever you change then being requested by you to take in the entirety of each and every outfit. I don’t think you realize how much it’s impacting me to see you like this – possessive and jealous that these outfits will be for someone else to fuck you with, yet admiring and stunned from how good you look.
you try on a tight dress, lush red, and it squeezes around your tits and stretches right below your ass. you spread your arms out, doing a little twirl, and I smile approvingly. with a pout, you flatten your palms along it and say, “I’m just worried. Like, what if I bend over, and they see my panties? It’ll spoil the surprise. I’m wearing these really pretty lace ones that night, and I only want them seeing them when we have sex.”
after a few more moments of pondering, checking yourself out in the mirror, my eyes lingering on every inch of your body, feeling nearly ravenous in my need to drag you onto my lap and fingerfuck you, you turn to me. “This might sound weird, but if you’re comfortable, can I show you, and you tell me if you can see my panties?”
I laugh at first, thinking you’re joking, but in a few moments, I see that you’re the picture of seriousness. I’m throbbing at this point, but I nod, clearing my throat, hoping you don’t notice how I shift in my seat. you turn around, and I get the perfect view of your ass, that dress wrapped and tightened around it so well that I chew on my lip from behind. you brace two hands on the mirror in front of you, and bend low, sticking your ass out for me so I can inspect the results. slowly, the material shifts up, revealing a lace thong underneath, perfectly slid in between your two ass cheeks, where the dress sits halfway up.
after a long, quiet pause, you prompt, “Well?” I can hear how your tone has gotten quieter, more meek, and I glance at the mirror to find you staring hard at the ground.
“Um, it shows a bit. Which is fine, unless you really wanted those panties to be a surprise in the bedroom.”
“I do,” you softly whine, sighing gently, “and I like this dress so much.” you meet my gaze in the mirror, and immediately burst into laughter. “Look at you, you’re flushed red. C’mon, don’t friends play dress up?” with this statement, you shake your butt teasingly, giggling when I look away. you probably don’t even realize all the ways I’m thinking of taking you right now – dragging you onto my lap and slapping your pussy gently for being such a tease, holding your hips in the position you’re in and sliding my cock inside, making you watch yourself in the mirror. “How do you think I look, though?”
I cleared my throat. “You look good.”
you flip around, facing me. you purse your lips together, taking in my flushed face, and I wonder if you can read the room. apparently not, because your next words are, “I also really like how my cleavage looks in this. Like, if I bend over, you can see…” you complete the sentiment by lowering yourself, showing me how the dress gives the perfect view of the curve of your breasts. this really was fucking torture. especially when you stand up, and grope your own tits, squeezing them gently, shaking them around. “I just love how these look in this dress.” you give them one last squeeze, sighing gently as your eyes flutter close. “Sorry, I forgot how sensitive they are.”
at this point, my suspicions are rising. friends or not, you had never gone to lengths this great to emphasize how good an outfit was. “What the fuck are you doing?”
your hands drop from your chest. “What?”
“This is clearly not just about wanting to show me an outfit.”
you brace your hands on your hips, and even through the sexual frustration, I snort fondly. “Yes, it is.” you slowly walk closer to me, and with myself still seated, my eyes are directly in line with your breasts. I peer up to watch you adjusting the straps, until they slip off. “And see how easily it can come off?”
“Perfect for your date.”
“Mhm, so you see, it’s the perfect dress to get fucked in.” you stare down at me coyly, an eyebrow raised in question, even though your fingers are fumbling with the edge of the dress in shyness.
I slip a hand under your thigh, raising your leg so that it’s propped over my shoulder, dangling, as you press your hands against the wall to keep your balance. “So, if you had the chance to get fucked in it now, how would you feel about that?”
you slip your leg off, smile knowingly. “I mean, I think I’d like it, but don’t you have to even check if I’m wet?” you turn back around, bending over, spreading your legs wide enough that this time, I can see your glistening cunt, leaking onto your pretty thong, smeared around your inner thighs. “See, you can only fuck me in it if I’m really, really wet.” with this, you wiggle your butt again, giggling when my jaw clenches, eyes trained on you. “Otherwise, maybe I’ll just wait for my date – oh, fuck.”
your teasing dissolves into a long moan as I move to the edge of my seat, grabbing your hips and pushing your cunt onto my face, my tongue immediately diving in, licking around your flimsy thong. your breathing shudders as I flatten my tongue and drag it along the length of your slippery cunt, gathering the wetness into my mouth and finally fucking getting a taste of you. I can’t get enough of it, licking and licking around the thin fabric, the tip of my tongue softly toying with your pussy lips, swollen and soaked with the desire to be touched. I suck on your lips, nearly groaning at how good it feels to finally have you like this in my mouth. your hips rut,  pussy rubbing all over my face as you brace your head on the wall, breaths fogging the mirror. I grab your ass, keeping you still as my fingers drag away the wet, useless piece of fabric, tongue flicking along your pussy, dragging across your folds.
“Ugh, please suck my clit,” you whisper.
“After that show you put on for me? I ought to spank you for that, princess.”
you keep quiet for a few moments, small, gentle whimpers leaving as I press light, soft kisses along your entire pussy, my lips reverent for you. “You can, you know.”
“With all these people to hear? I don’t think so, baby.”
you huff in frustration, groaning, “Please, please at least suck my – hmph, fuck.”
I curl my tongue along your throbbing, stiff clit, the tip stroking it over and over again, pausing to flick it side to side until you’re clamping a hand over your mouth. I dig my fingers into your ass, finally squeezing it in that dress just as I had fantasized, squeezing and groping it, spreading you further so that my lips can round on your clit and suck as hard as I can, until your squeals are obvious even from behind your hand.
“Please, please, I need you inside me.”
that was enough for me. I drag you onto my lap, my arms holding you tight, keeping you in place, your cunt right on my bulge. I raise my hips up, rubbing the curve of my dick along your wet, soft pussy through the fabric, your juices leaking through as you grind, fingers digging into my back, whining into my neck, “Stop teasing me, fuck.”
“Look who’s talking,” I groaned, gripping your ass to drag you up and down my bulge, the shape of it pressed right to your bare cunt. you fist your fingers in my shirt, shuddering and moaning when I grab your waist to help you grind particularly hard down. “Using those pretty outfits just to get me to fuck you. You better not go on that fucking date, understood?”
you nod into my neck, sucking on my skin in order to keep your noises quiet, my own breath hitching at the contact. “I won’t, all yours, all for you.”
I finally unbuckle my pants, rubbing my dick along your slippery cunt, slapping it on your clit to watch you squirm and gasp. finally, when you’re tugging on my shirt and biting my neck in concentration to not make noise, I nudge my cock into your pretty hole, just rubbing the head along your walls. when you begin grinding down, moaning and tugging on my hair in frustration, I slip all the way in, pressing my mouth to yours to keep the two of us quiet. your tongue eagerly meets mine, and we kiss slowly, gently, as you sit there, my cock tight and snug in your pussy. with your mouth still moving against mine, I test out a slow thrust, my hands groping at your ass. you whimper into my mouth, yanking my hair once again, and in a few more thrusts, I’m gently bouncing you in my lap, my cock slipping in and out of you, the most wet, obscene noises echoing in the changing room as your pussy tightens around me.
you move your hips against me, matching my pace as you suck on my tongue to keep quiet, ass smacking against my thighs. your breathing is heavy, tongue hanging out of your mouth as you whimper softly. you tug on my hair again, pressing your forehead to mine. “I’m getting close. Please come inside me, I need to be filled up with you.”
I nearly moan out loud at your words, pressing my face to your neck as I start thrusting harder. “You want to get filled with my load?”
“Please,” you whisper, bouncing on my cock faster. you shove the dress down so that your breasts are out, and I immediately take a nipple into my mouth, sucking on it as your fingers curl into my hair, mouth pressed to my head as you gasp when my thumb presses to your clit, rubbing fast circles into the sweet bud. “I need you to make me yours, show everyone who I belong to. Fill me up, please, I need it.”
words become impossible as I move my hips as quickly as I can, my thumb rubbing and rubbing your clit, taking turns on kissing and sucking your pretty nipples. my other hand grips your cute ass, encouraging you to ride me as fast as you can. when your hips lose their steady pace, messily moving with no direction, I know you’ve reached that point, and I whisper in your ear, “Let me breed my pretty girl.”
you shake, pulsing all around my cock, sucking furiously on my neck as I snap my hips up over and over, fucking you through your orgasm as you squeeze onto my cock, enouraging me to finally come, my sticky come bursting inside your hole, finally filling you up with a warm, thick load as I continue pounding into you until every drop is tucked deep inside.
you lay limp against me, breathing heavily, sweat shining across your forehead. I lean against the wall, swallowing hard as I register what just happened. I press a soft kiss to your forehead, and you lean back to smile at me, whispering with a giggle, “Just as I planned.”
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palioom · 1 year
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Javier Peña Narcos (2015-2017)
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labaguetteisdabest · 6 months
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so i'm going through my 5th grade files and i found a document titled "fantasy story." so naturally i opened it and-
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huh..?
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what..?
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i- w h a t??
what was 5th grade me thinking??
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shakysniffles · 1 month
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ghosts + sneezing (i have a very specific hankering)
they had a cold when they died and now they're sneezy for all eternity (and they just want relief from the constant itch, can you help them?)
ectoplasm, there's something there, I know it, it's contagious and about to cause chaos
ghost that retains its allergies and you know when you need to clean the place because you start hearing random sneezes floating out of empty rooms
multiple ghosts and the cacophony of their sneezing in chorus as they surround you
NONCON WARNING FOR BELOW
snzfcker ghost invisibly trying to induce people and get them off at the same time without them knowing (in front of people even)
ghost that conditions you to expect sex whenever you sneeze; by slowly increasing sexual contact every time you sneeze, so that eventually a single sneeze leaves you hot and begging for it, and if you want to get off, you just induce sneezes and lie back while they start to fuck you
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nsharks · 1 year
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DUDE dad ghost makes me soooo happy lol
i love to imagine him listening to his kid's obsession. like vid games, TV shows, etc.
LIKE... IMAGINE him listening to his son rambling about fnaf lore and he just sits there n be like "...what did this kid watch" 😭😭
lmao I love this ☠️
Ghost is a good listener. With you, with your kids. There’s always a lot of catching up to do when he gets home. Right now, he’s got a heavy arm slung over your shoulders as you sit together on the couch.
The whole family is in the living room but there’s multiple things going on at once.
Your daughter’s got a show on the telly.
Simon is fighting to keep his eyes open, because he’s fucking exhausted.
And then there’s your son, standing in front of the two of you and bouncing on the heels of his feet. Eyes bright and his voice rambling because he’d been waiting to tell his dad what he’s been up to in his absence.
“But dad, there’s like no way The Crying Robot could be Gregory because the Security Breach happens after 2023, so he’d be really old, right? And do you remember how I said that the fourth one takes place in 1983?”
Simon rubs his jaw and lies, “I remember.”
But as your son continues his rambling, Simon’s lips are grazing your ear. “What is this kid on about?”
Discreetly, you whisper back, “It’s a video game, I think.”
He groans low, only for you to hear, and gives your shoulder a squeeze. “This what you’ve been letting him get into?”
“It makes him happy,” you mutter in his ear. “He was excited to tell you about it.”
“I can see that,” he grumbles.
And although you can tell Simon is utterly confused, he keeps listening, lazily nodding along and adding in little comments to make your son happy.
“So what ‘bout the Purple Guy then?”
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ittyybittybaker · 6 months
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“neil is living in andrew’s walls” this is going to live in my brain forever now, much like neil in andrew’s walls,
listen i wrote those tags when i was half asleep and i thought that would be it but i am, in fact, still thinking about it !!!! i picture it like this
nicky and the twins live together in the columbia house (kevin technically doesn't live there but he's at their place like 5 nights a week so he might as well at this point)
the columbia house is OLD, like over 100 years so there's all sorts of weird crawl spaces and an attic that no one ever goes into
neil's on the run, jumps into an open window, and finds their crawl space
maybe he's injured and needs a place to lie low for a while
he heals, but their house is reasonably safe and he can steal food from their kitchen when no one's home and he's made a kind of comfy nest in the attic
his favorite spot tho is the crawl space behind andrew's room because nicky and aaron are too loud (nicky with talking to erik and aaron with katelyn/video games probably). andrew just listens to music and like. reads or something
as he heals, neil gets braver and starts to go out into the house more and more. maybe he cleans up the kitchen every now and then or he folds the towels they leave in the dryer as a thank you for their unknowing hospitality
(really he's just bored from being cooped up for so long, even if their house is the nicest place he's stayed in a long while.)
the cousins start to notice weird things are happening
nicky thinks the house is haunted
aaron thinks they're all just being forgetful about what they leave around the house
kevin thinks they need to check the carbon monoxide detector (he saw a documentary about it once and won't stop talking about it)
but andrew doesn't believe in the supernatural, and he also doesn't think it's a mass hallucination
he spends the most time at home, and he swears he's heard a muffle laugh or too when he makes fun of kevin
and what ghost changes the channel to espn
he swears he sees someone with striking blue eyes in the kitchen one night around 3am when he's getting a glass of water but when he turns on the light there's no one there and the doors are locked from the inside
kevin's not the only one who's seen a documentary, and andrew's just watched one about a man living in someone's walls
he mentions his theory one day at breakfast but everyone just thinks he's making fun of them, so he makes a plan to prove himself right
he researches into the history of the house and find the blueprints in some archival records, and sees the weird spaces in the walls (at the library of course, if there was someone living in his walls he wouldn't risk them seeing his investigating)
neil thought he was being careful, but he was getting comfortable there and he forgot to clean up his attic nest one day. he snuck out to grab some much needed supplies from the store and also to stretch his legs
this just so happens to be the day andrew goes investigating, and finds neil's hideaway
he's there waiting for neil when he returns
somehow neil convinces andrew to let him stay by saying "you've already taken in one stray after all (aka kevin) so why not another?"
andrew has to admit, he's got a point. and he really is very pretty
so andrew lets neil hideout in his room instead of in the crawl space behind the walls
andrew starts spending a lot more time in his room. the others hear strange noises and shuffling from behind the door, even when andrew isn't home
nicky and aaron think he's adopted a pet without telling them
(they're only half wrong)
yadda yadda andriel do their thing, they build trust by sharing secrets and truths and kisses, etc
andrew decides that neil is a permanent addition to his life, and he won't ever have to hide away again
one day nicky and aaron come home and andrew's cuddling on the couch with neil
"andrew, who is this"
"this is neil."
"cool ... where did he come from"
"he was living in the walls."
"... i'm sorry, what?"
"i was right. you both owe me $20"
"...i'm sorry, WHAT?"
"ssshhh, can you keep it down? he just fell asleep."
"Andrew. what the actual FUCK-"
unfortunately, andrew is no longer paying attention. he's much too busy playing with neil's hair as he dozes
and they all lived happily ever after and no body ever lived in the walls ever again
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f1incorrectquotess · 9 months
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Lando: Daniel is okay.
Carlos: He's okay? He said he was going to break my legs! And don't tell me he didn't mean it, okay?! 'Cause he gave me the mackerel eyes, he meant it!
Lando: Carlos, Daniel threatened me. He threatens Lewis every day. He probably threatened Yuki before breakfast this morning. It's what he does. Grow a pair.
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(tw: REALLY short, unprotected sex)
short imagine:
just scara fucking you hard into the mattress, stuffing you full until you can't take any more of his seed.
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iwantoceans · 6 months
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“Everything is you”
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etherealyoungk · 1 year
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just some mingyu brainrot
asking mingyu to pose or just sit still while you draw him so you can practice drawing anatomy for your class. and he'd just not staying still.
"gyu stop moving", you complain, glaring at him. "but i wanna see", "it's not done yet okay, and if it doesn't come out nice im blaming you", you say.
he'll stop moving and then you keep asking him to change postions and at the end he's coming up to you, eager to see your drawings of him. "these are pretty decent", he says, looking at the book and you. "but is my nose really like that?", he asks as he touches his own nose. in the tone he's saying it, you know he's teasing you but you still glare at him. "i'm practicing okay", you counter and mingyu takes your hand kissing it.
"they're amazing okay", he reassures. "why don't you try drawing my lips this time, just my lips", he asks. "okay yeah", you say, completely oblivious of mingyu’s thoughts. "i think we need to kiss though, so you can get in the mood and feel for drawing them", he says with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"really?", you ask, playing along once you got a whiff of what he was trying to do. he pulls you onto his lap, his hands going around your waist as he holds you against him.
"you're unbelievable", you say as he leans in. "always finding excuses to kiss me huh", you add softly as his lips brush against yours.
"hm. i know you love it though", he mumbles before kissing you, his lips soft against yours as he gently moves his lips against yours, his hand slipping under your shirt as he squeezes your waist. he doesn't let you pull away as he deepens the kiss, making you tangle your fingers in his hair.
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milaisreading · 11 months
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Hi could I request micheal kaiser x reader Drabble based off this tiktok
https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGJ9Fk6gn/?t=1
Thank you :) !
Author: here ya go! Not my account becoming a Kaiser shrine omG😭☠️ thanks for the request and stay safe🩷
Warnings ⚠️: Reader uses she/her. Requests are open.
⚽️Blue Lock belongs to:Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️
Kaiser loved his girlfriend, he really did. (Y/n) was beautiful, smart, caring and the whole nine yards. But as much as he loved her, he loved teasing her as well. And recently Ness showed him a video of a girl pranking her boyfriend by just speaking German in an angry manner. Kaiser knew (Y/n) just recently started picking up on certain words and sentences, but she wouldn't understand him well if he spoke at his usual speed. So why not try the prank while he still had the chance?
"I am home!" Kaiser smirked as he heard (Y/n) enter the apartment and made her way into the living room.
"Da ist ja meine schöne Freundin! Du siehst heute noch attraktiver aus!" (Here comes my pretty girlfriend! You look even more attractive today!) Kaiser said in a stern manner, causing (Y/n) to stand still for a minute.
"I... is everything alright?" She asked nervously, hoping he wasn't mad at her.
"Meine Augen waren bis jetzt nicht in Ordnung! Aber da du jetzt hier bist, kann ich besser sehen!" (My eyes weren't alright! But now that you are here, I can see better!) Kaiser held back a smirk as he walked over to (Y/n), still a pout on his face present.
"Michael, are you sure everything is alright? Did I do something to upset you?" (Y/n) asked, getting both upset and frustrated because she didn't understand him. Kaiser started feeling like a dick, but he wanted to see how far he can push it.
"Warum bist du so hübsch? Jedes Mal wenn ich dich sehe möchte ich wegen deiner Schönheit heulen!"(why are you so pretty? Every time I see you, I want to cry because of your beauty!")
"Are you mad because I said Ness' abs are nice?" (Y/n) asked, making Kaiser stop himself from speaking further as he looked at (Y/n) in disbelief.
"You what?!"
"You didn't know?!"
"I was complimenting the living daylight out of you right now! And you pick Ness' abs over mine?!"
"Well... Ness is my boyfriend too-" (Y/n) tried to defend herself but Kaiser waved her off dramatically and went to sit down on the couch.
"I see...my abs are just not for you anymore. What's the issue with them?"
"Nothing, they are perfect. I am sorry, I love yours too!" (Y/n) said as she walked to Kaiser, already knowing she will have to deal with his pouting form for the rest of the evening.
'I hope Ness arrives after I have calmed him down.' (Y/n) thought as she kissed the top of Kaiser's head.
"Hmph!" Kaiser pouted.
'Such a baby, but a cute one.' (Y/n) giggled as she started kissing the blonde's face.
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