me when i think about vagabonds by scorpionoesit for too long
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just a little guy
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Hits the ground as a splat!!!
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when im busy i want to draw every single second but then when im not busy drawing feels like burning alive. girl make up your mind
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professor!anakin? or maybe dilf!anakin
— CW: Age gap! (Anakin is 40, reader is 23.), Modern!AU, Divorced!Anakin, Love/Touch/AttentionDeprived!Anakin, he overthinks! Kissie! 🤍.
— a/n: You got me at Dilf!Anakin. (Leia and Luke are around 15-16 in this AU!) I think this is gonna be a series! I would love to start a Dilf!Anakin series so send more asks on this one ;).
He knows this is rather idiotic.
But then again... name one time he has done something he doesn't regret.
He could spend hours just rethinking his life…
But— when he sees you sitting at the other side of the table, smiling and glowing like the sun itself, he no longer feels like a pathetic, father of two, divorced 40 year old, but more of a hormonal teenage boy who is having his first date.
"Tell me about them, they sound charming" You say with the most pretty smile Anakin has even seen in his life.
And he was married once.
"Well… Leia is more of an extrovert, she is running for class president and there's no doubt she will win" He replies. He is actually impressed you look so interested in his life. "Luke is a bit more introverted, he's more into art and music… but as long as it makes him happy, guess I'm okay with it"
When he downloaded that confusing dating app at 3 am during one of those nights when he couldn't sleep, he never imaged he would encounter such a lovely young lady as you. Right away he understood people only tried to hook up, and he felt ridiculous for looking something more of a "long–term" thing in a damn app.
After ignoring some desperate texts asking for more pics, for a place to meet, and even for his Snapchat (he has no idea how to use that either), he then found you.
And he was so glad he did.
"I would love to meet them one day" You reply, bringing him back to reality. "I mean— if you want to meet up again, that is" You quickly add, blushing slightly at your straightforward comment.
«I want to see you every goddamned day» Anakin thinks.
You're almost 17 years younger than him, and he should be worried about that, but somehow the idea thrills him.
"That would be nice" He replies, giving you a little smile.
He learns about you, as much as he possible can during the two hours you spend on the restaurant. He sees you smile, and frown, and laugh, his heart racing at the joyous sound of your laughter. You are so beautiful. You are so full of life.
Anakin is so dull, or at least that's what he sees every day in the mirror.
It's been years since he has been on a date. Whatever experience he may have it probably faded with the years.
"I had fun" You speak, holding his arm when you two walk out of the restaurant. Anakin is relieved to know at least you enjoyed spending time with his old ass. "Thank you, and you didn't had to pay for everything, you know?"
"I know" He chuckles. "But I wanted to"
"I should get going. It's getting kinda late and I don't wanna bother you" You start, pulling out your phone from your purse and opening the uber app. Anakin just stares at you, frowning. "What?" You ask quizzically, giving him a curious look.
"I can give you a ride"
"Oh— it's okay! I don't want to bother—"
"It's not a bother, at all"
And he says it with the most sincere tone, his ceruleans irises staring deeply into yours... that you just can't refuse.
"Fine" You give in, squeezing your hand on his arm. Your smile is everything.
He opens the door for you, a gesture that you shouldn't find sweet but you do.
The city lights eclipse the stars, but not the moon. The full, yellow moon shines brightly on top of the tall buildings. For the first few minutes the car ride is silent, as you continue to stare to the moon.
"When Luke was a child he thought the moon was made out of cheese" Anakin says out of the blue, his eyes locked on the road. "And when Leia told him it wasn't, he cried for almost an hour"
Anakin glances at you from his peripheral, smirking when you laugh. He would do anything just to hear you laugh again.
The conversation blooms after that, and he's so sad the ride to your place isn't an hour long instead of 15 minutes.
The goodbye has him feeling awkward. Anakin doesn't know what to do. Should he kiss you? Would that be too much? A hug? That feels too clumsy inside the car. Just a wave feels too little...
His mind races a hundred kilometers per minute.
"Hey" Your voice drags him out of this trance. "I'm so glad we met" You place a hand on top of his, smiling fondly.
He eyes your makeup, did you really did that for him?
He finds himself admiring the color of your eyes, how your eyeshadow matches your skin tone perfectly, the pretty mole on your left cheek, and your lips, plump and soft and glistening with gloss.
"Me too" Anakin replies, mirroring your smile. "Whenever you want to go out again, just text me"
"I will" You nod, tilting your head to the side. "Good night, text me when you get home"
He doesn't want to go.
"I will, sleep well" Anakin feels like he should do something else, but his mind is blank.
Then, you lean closer.
Closer.
Closer.
His lips welcome yours almost instantly. The kiss is soft, a gentle touch he had no idea he was craving. Your lips taste like cherry, and when you close your eyes to kiss him he can't, he looks at your pretty expression and his heart jolts. His left hand cradles your cheek, his thumb caressing your cheek.
When you pull away, Anakin has the urge to lean forward, to kiss you again, and never let go.
"Good night" You say one last time before walking down his car and walking towards your house.
Later that night, after he texts letting you know he got home safe, Anakin lays on his empty bed, staring at the ceiling, shirtless, with a storm of thoughts.
Of all the things Anakin Skywalker regrets from his life.
This isn't one.
And he can't wait to see you again.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 English isn't my first language, sorry for any mistakes!
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─ summary . . . ❨ the it couple of the decade continue to slay in the past present and future and people can't get enough of them and there child. what can I say they are the moment ❩
─ pairing . . . ❨ lewis hamilton x fem! mega famous! singer! reader ❩
─ genre . . . ❨ social media file ❩
─ author note . . . ❨ tbh this was kinda an iconic fic to write love me some queen bea some parts were a bit rushed though hope you guys still like it though so enjoy! ❩
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user OKAY SO THERE WILL BE A NEXT TIME RIGHT?!?!?!
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anon ─ hello my love! saw your requests are open and wanted to make one. if it’s possible, could you do something for Lewis, where the reader is a world famous singer (like Beyonce) they start dating in 2005 (something like that) and marrying year’s later and they’re a it couple. everyone is a simp for them. thank you!ps; could you use Beyoncé as a face claim? i just love her so much 😭ps 2; could you also include something about the renaissance tour too? thank you!
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hello!! I was hoping I could request gn!reader (aka Yuu) who loves dancing (and is actually really good at it, preferably something like contemporary dancing?) but hasn't told anyone in nrc. basically, the boys' reaction to stumbling upon them dancing one day!!
(requesting for cater, lilia, riddle, jamil, malleus, rook and vil!!)
thank youuuu <3
characters: riddle, cater, jamil, vil, rook, malleus and lilia x gn!yuu
tags: relationship not specified, fluff, imagines format; grim mention in riddle's, cater's, malleus' and lilia's. vil mention in cater's. kalim mention in jamil's. vil's is set in book 5
warnings: use of the word "dear" as a term of endearment in lilia's part
author's notes: i tried making them stumble yuu in different places so if they seem random thats why lol also i almost forgot about the "hasn't told anyone at nrc" part i get so carried away sometimes help 😭
Riddle Rosehearts
He has a deep appreciation for dancing and consequently, he respects anyone who is a connoisseur of the art
He would tell you everything he knows about the art and comes to you to inform you on any new things he learns about it
You would tell him that you’re a dancer yourself, especially contemporary dance; the freeing nature of your favorite form has proven to be an effective way to relieve stress and express yourself
…But you’re a bit too shy to admit that to someone as amazing as Riddle - so fate takes the matter into its own hands
You were dancing in Ramshackle’s lounge, all by yourself since Grim is napping, a luxury you don’t get to afford too often
You simply felt like it; you put on some music and suddenly your body grows a mind of its own
You were so absorbed in your performance that you didn’t manage to hear knocks rapping on your door, let alone the sound of footsteps leading up to it
Sensing no answer from you and immediately growing worried, whoever was at the door bursted in to search for you… only to be met with a you in the middle of a dance move
It takes you a few seconds to notice him standing there in awe of your movements. When you do, you instantly ran over to the source of your music and switched it off in embarrassment
He asked you why you did that and would love for you to continue dancing but you only shook your head and tell him you weren’t fully ready to show off your moves yet and that you were simply going with the flow
“I mean, that’s kinda the whole point of contemporary dancing, just going with the flow? But still, I need to choreograph some parts of it to actually look like a form of dance.”
He chuckles at your response and doesn’t push you to resume if you feel uncomfortable. You thank him for respecting your boundaries
Though everything between you goes smoothly after the incident, you’ll never forget the look on his face when he laid his eyes on: the pure wonder in his eyes told everything you needed to know.
Cater Diamond
He thinks dancing is super cool and he sometimes try to demonstrate that - and in your opinion, he’s not half-bad at it despite what Vil would say
You would show off your own moves but you don’t wanna kill his vibes, even if he’d think you’re super good at it
But one day you’ll tell him how much you love contemporary dance and the fact that it can convey every human emotion and experience; and then that day comes, though very unexpectedly you would say
It was late in the evening; the school hallways are mostly empty, save for you and Grim casually having a conversation while walking your way back to your dorm
But one glance outside gives you all the inspiration you need for an impromptu dance session - the sky is bleeding orange, blazing yellow bandaging it
Your movements shift. You are now a tribute to the sunset. Grim stands aside and watches you with a sigh but he holds back his witty comments for after you’re done with your performance
Little did you know you have another person in your audience - Cater also had late evening classes and only now he’s heading back to Heartslabyul
At least, that was his initial plan. Seeing you dancing in the hallway caught him off guard, firstly because who in their right mind would dance in the hallways but secondly (and mainly), the way you move enchanted him
Could it even be called moving? Your limbs bend and flex so smoothly that he thought they turned into water somehow
By the time you’re done, you’re given a standing ovation by both of your spectators - one of whose you jump at in shock
“Yuu, that was like, crazy good! Are you secretly some pro dancer or something?”
You blush a little at the fact that he saw you and at the compliment; after that event, it’s impossible to hide anything from him so you simply tell him everything you know
You’d give him pointers and you’re happy to see his improvement from day to day but most importantly, his shining, genuine smile is something you wouldn’t miss for the world.
Jamil Viper
You know he’s very passionate about dance and you truly admire his skill for it
Although he’d be the perfect dance partner, you feel a little self-conscious sharing your own passion for dancing with him
He seems to sparkle when he shows off his skills and you think you lack that type of shine to your own - he begs to differ though, you’ve come to learn
The two of you were hanging out in his room, music pouring out from his stereo and you drowning in it, your limbs spread out on the floor
Then your room is shaken by some unknown noise, though you can assume it’s Kalim-induced, to which Jamil sighed and excused himself to go check out and possibly fix up
You lay there on your own then, nodding your head to the music, until a song you liked dominates the speakers, taking you by surprise
You don’t know what happened but as soon as the first note hit, you’re on your feet and your body was swaying side to side
Losing your mind and body to the music felt good, but then Jamil entered the room when you were mid-dance. You would’ve stopped if it weren’t for him joining in, but not without a taunt
“What, too scared to dance with me? Come and show me what you’ve got, Yuu.”
You accepted his challenge and continued where you left off - the two of you twisted and turned and ended up on the floor lying on your backs once again, gasping for breath
The two of you laughed breathlessly. He then praised you and your dancing abilities and wondered why you never showed him how skilled you are
You shrugged, thinking it wasn’t a big deal, but then he put a hand on your shoulder and offered to have more dance-offs. You didn’t hesitate to agree
When dancing with him, it feels like the most natural thing in the world, as if you were born to do this. And maybe, just maybe, you were born to meet such a wonderful person too.
Vil Schoenheit
You were a bit let down when you couldn’t actually participate as a dancer for the VDC but at the very least it allowed you to give yourself a bit more time to truly showcase your dancing to others
And hosting a training camp for the actual competitors isn’t too bad if it’s for your dorm and for something you’re passionate about
Ramshackle Dorm is lively, what with everyone there. Conflict was inevitable in this school but it did drive you crazy somewhat
One particular day, everyone was taking a break from Vil’s scrutinous training and you can feel the tension in the air
At some point, everyone left the ballroom. Only you remained seated on the floor, your back to the wall. You stared up at the ceiling and sighed. You couldn’t take this anymore
You got to your feet and simply started dancing, as quietly as you could. No music, nothing - you didn’t want to risk garnering attention by being noisy
It definitely served to alleviate some of your stress. You even smiled to yourself and at some points, fought the urge to laugh out of joy
The ballroom seemed different then. The images of your friends came into your mind - all their smiles, their frowns, the determined looks on their faces. You felt your movements growing more fluid at the thought of them
Once you’re done and panting, bent over your knees gasping for air, a loud clap reverberates in the room. Then another. Then a third. Then a figure emerges, their hands clasped
“What a pleasant surprise. You’re not bad at all. Though it’s a bit too late to recruit you, I surely hope you continue to hone that skill of yours.”
Did… did Vil Schoenheit just praise your dancing skills?
Let’s just say you took his advice to heart - it’s hard not to when it’s Vil Schoenheit himself
You also helped the others with some of your advice after the confidence boost and you’re happy to see their improvement. Seeing Vil satisfied also brought a smile to your face.
Rook Hunt
After the VDC, you found yourself more exhausted than usual by the events that occurred and you begged for a break from whatever deity is there in Twisted Wonderland. Dancing was the last thing on your mind
And for a while, that’s what you got - you were able to simply attend classes and watch your friends bicker with each other like a normal student. It was a well-needed break for everyone
Sometimes you’d chat for a bit with any familiar faces you run into and these days, you found yourself chilling by yourself in the courtyard
One day, you suddenly felt a longing to dance once more. And luckily for you, you had the courtyard all to yourself
It went from being some regular courtyard to your stage and the sun was your spotlight; you shone and you twinkled. You were like a star
And that was what you were told by the end of your performance, accompanied by applause from a singular person
“Très bien, Yuu… your performance has moved me to tears!”
Rook exclaims as he makes his way over to you; that certainly wasn’t your intention. You didn’t even think it was worth watching
But then Rook continues to comment on certain aspects of your performance, elaborating in very vivid detail. You’ve never felt so seen before
He would shower you with compliments, as if to say that you shouldn’t have a single doubt in your mind
And you hardly ever do after that since he very much threatened you to be kind to yourself or else
He would tell everyone about your wonderful skill (with your consent, of course), as if you’re his child who he’s been watching grow up over the years
He may be a bit loud about you at times but when you look over at him and see how proud he is of you, you only sigh fondly and hold back a chuckle.
Malleus Draconia
He doesn’t know a lot about the subject but he appreciates it as a form of art and expression of the people
And so you would tell him all about it while being careful to not let on that you’re one yourself which is surprisingly easier than you thought, considering how oblivious he is sometimes
He merely sees you as some sort of dance scholar and as if he doesn’t respect you a lot already, he definitely holds you in higher regard now
And somehow, that elevates to an even higher level when he suddenly finds you out
He was on his routinely walk around Ramshackle; it was a windy night, weather as pleasant as his conversations with you
Coincidentally, whilst his thoughts were on you, he spotted you in the backyard of your dorm with the ghosts and… hm? It’s brightly lit for once
Curious and wanting confirmation, he changed his route to suspiciously festive-looking Ramshackle instead
Meanwhile, you and Grim were dancing to some music the ghosts were playing for you. You all were having a simple party to forget your worries
The ghosts would comment on how you should stop outshining Grim so much, just to mess with Grim. But they had a point; you had a certain glimmer to you when you dance
Malleus saw that much when he reached your party. He stood within the frame of the backdoor, watching your every movement, entranced
After a few minutes did you notice him there, unmoving. Your steps trace their way to him instead. You extend a hand to him
“May I have this dance?”
And you may - the two of you danced, him slipping in flatteries in between moves. Maybe it was just you, but the party seemed to feel much more lively with him. No, not just the party; the whole world was.
Lilia Vanrouge
He knows a thing or two about dancing from all his adventures and he’d love to show you proof of it
So he does - he's definitely got the moves and you definitely want to show him some of your own… someday
You feel a little self-conscious about your own skills after his show but that doesn't stop you from working on your dancing. You're determined to make your skills worthy of Lilia’s attention!
Little did you know. It's futile to really hide anything from this sneaky bastard (affectionate)
You were on your way to class from Ramshackle with Grim and unfortunately for you, you had a little earworm stuck in your head that day
It started off as a skip, then two skips. By five skips, it turned into a full on dance. You felt alive, like you were a main character in a musical
Grim was making fun of you at first but then he started linking his arm with lampposts and swinging himself alongside you
Lilia was watching this all happen from afar, as one does. A student dancing their way to class is no everyday spectacle after all. And it's you too! All the more reason to play peeping tom
Just when you're about to reach the main building did he finally give you the jumpscare of a lifetime
“Why, you didn’t tell me what a wonderful dancer you are, my dear Yuu! I must admit, I feel quite offended.”
He was jesting of course - he was merely glad that he got to witness such a sight. And you’re glad that you’re not as unskilled as you thought you were
He tries his best not to boast your skills to others but you know he can never keep such hidden talent, well, hidden from his beloved Diasomnia family
You got the Diasomnia stamp of approval - not only that, but you’ve definitely impressed someone you hold dear.
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For all of the “Raph raised himself AND his brothers” fans out there I bring this train wreck of a thought (I’m a lil sleepy so sorry if it doesn’t make sense or if I repeat myself a lot-)
We do not in fact have any actual evidence that splinter was neglectful to the boys when they were little. In fact, we have the opposite.
All of these flashbacks indicate that Splinter acc spent a LOT of time with his boys-
With Mikey, he was obviously coached in his art, a smol child can’t paint like that no matter how talented they are so we can see that splinter put in the time/effort to get Mikey the supplies and teach him how to do it well. Which probably means he researched and learned it himself first, idk I just can’t really see Yoshi knowing how to paint/draw that well but that’s just a theory.
With raph and Leo, their lemonade stand is structurally sound: obviously not put together by an 8 year old, and there’s a lotta lemons lyin around that were probably a bit difficult to find, and just LOOK at their faces here they are definitely familiar with this kind of father/son shenaniganizing-also just LOOK at raph. That’s a happy child, one full of excitement and happiness, not a kid who had to grow up too fast. Also his dad is literally right there in the picture
And then with Donnie, I can’t really tell what he’s doing in the background (it’s a bomb) but what i take from that screenshot is that Donnie feels safe/loved enough to come to Splinter when he gets hurt. And Splinters taking care of him!! And, Donnie is wearing clothes, which shows that he went out and got clothes for them but also didn’t force the boys to wear them if they didn’t want to (see other screenshots lol) which also goes to show that he lets his boys choose who they wanna be and what they wanna do. At any point he could’ve forced all of them to train as ninja, at any point he could’ve made clothes mandatory, and at any point he could’ve forced them to drop things that made them happy like skating or science or art but nah. He was supportive every step of the way.
Now am I saying he was perfect? No. Am I saying he couldn’t have done anything better? No. What I’m saying is that Raph acc did not have to raise himself and his brothers. Splinter acc gave them a pretty good childhood, all things considered and it kinda makes me sad when ppl bash Rise Splinter or continue the neglectful parent trope. Again, I’m not saying he did everything right, he def could have spent more time with his kids on an individual basis and he should’ve been more present, but let’s cut him some slack bc he did a really good job at raising the boys. And he got so much better as the show progressed! But that’s another post lol. I’m also not trying to take away Raphs oldest sibling syndrome, he still def has that from being the leader and watching his bros while splinter was away-I’m just saying he didn’t have to do it ALL alone.
Look in the end he’s doing his best and his best was really good for what they had. He’s a good dad, he’s not neglectful.
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SOMETHING THAT I WANT ✦ S.JY
pairing flynn rider!jake x fem!reader
genre hc, high school!au, fluff.
warnings reader has really long hair, mommy issues, n i think that’s it lol.
a/n hello everyoneee. as i wanna post at least once a week, heres a little gift (; the release of miniskirt is being delayed because ive been studying lately, but dont forget that the taglist is still open to anyone who wants to be notified the day i post it.
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Flynn-Rider!Jake who knows you from school, a classmate of yours who never came near you, but you felt his slanted eyes fixed like daggers in every class.
Flynn-Rider!Jake who tells his best friends about you, slowly acknowledging that he was attracted to you. Highlighting your eyes, your lovely lips and especially your immense long hair.
Flynn-Rider!Jake who comes to you for a school activity, that's your first interaction.
Flynn-Rider!Jake who as the days go by continues to keep in touch with you, greeting you when he saw you, talking to you from time to time and even changing his desk place, forcing his friend Sunghoon to sit with him behind your desk.
Flynn-Rider!Jake who notices your passion for art. Little by little you became friends, but he wanted to be more than that, so the way he thought he could get your heart by buying you things you liked. One day like any other, he showed up in front of you with a gift bag. "What’s this?" you asked, the bag he was holding in his hands moving closer to you. "Open it by yourself."
You grabbed the bag, discreetly touching Flynn-Rider!Jake's cold fingers, and pulled out what was inside. Without much surprise, it was square and wrapped in gift wrap. You raised an eyebrow and without much force tore the paper with your fingers, discovering what lay beneath what covered it. "Jake what the-?" "Do you like it?" Your eyes widened like saucers, causing Flynn-Rider!Jake’s eyes to sparkle. "It's Faber Castell, they are very expensive." You tried to refuse his gift, but he insisted anyway. You were so full of happiness, so full of joy, that you jumped out of your seat to hug him and kiss him on the cheek.
Rapunzel!Reader who comes home wishing her mother hadn't come home from work. You swap your school clothes for a more comfortable one and tie your long hair in a bun, lock yourself in your room and seek inspiration from your thoughts, while delicately opening the temperas that Jake had given you.
Flynn-Rider!Jake who the next day receives a very nice drawing made by you. It was a forest, decorated by a very tall tower and a large mountain with a waterfall behind it. The sky was decorated with clouds and night lanterns, all done in a contrast of purples and yellows. "I made it with the temperas you gave me."
Flynn-Rider!Jake who put the canvas on his bedside table, hoping one day to hang it on the walls of his room.
Flynn-Rider!Jake who invites you to the park to spend the day together. "What do you mean?" you asked, walking down the halls, barely brushing your hand against his. "A picnic, I saw on tiktok trend that people get together to draw, would you like to go?" you couldn't say no to that. "Of course."
Rapunzel!Reader who, as she prepares to leave, is questioned by her mother in every aspect of her life. You wished she were at work today. "Where are you going dressed like that?" asked your mother, looking at you with some disgust, "I'm going out with some friends." You knew the mess you could make if you told her you were dating a guy. She just rolled her eyes and didn't respond to you again, completely ignoring your presence. You weren't with her half the day, and when she showed up she despised you.
Flynn-Rider!Jake who could get you out of your bad thoughts, who could finally make you feel the way you should. You both painted all afternoon, talking about your lives, including your mother's relationship. At the end of the day, both of you kept each other's drawing.
Flynn-Rider!Jake who took you to collect flowers in the park, with a basket and holding hands.
Flynn-Rider!Jake who was becoming the guy you were falling in love with.
Flynn-Rider!Jake who watched tutorials on youtube to know how to make a braid. When you finally came back together, he used the same flowers you both had collected to embed in your braid.
Flynn-Rider!Jake who decides to move to your place in class, deciding to accompany you. Sunghoon was jealous but quite happy for his friend. "You look very happy, and so does she." he said, metaphorically congratulating him on the good work he was doing.
Flynn-Rider!Jake who was aware that you were falling in love with him, started to be more flirtatious and compliment you to make you nervous.
Flynn-Rider!Jake who invites you to take a boat ride. He begged his father to rent him a boat so you could both go see what you wanted most in this life, the night lights. Your eyes lit up as you watched the little fabric marshmallows go by, and even though Jake had come to see them, he could only keep his gaze on you.
Flynn-Rider!Jake who after so long, in a place as romantic as a night on a boat, gives you your first kiss.
Rapunzel!Reader who when she gets home, is terribly scolded by her mother. Wondering why you were coming home at this hour, telling you that you were a terrible daughter, that you were good for nothing, and that as long as you lived under her roof you would do whatever she told you. You understood her concern, but there was no need for verbal violence.
Rapunzel!Reader who finally decides to move on. One early morning, exhausted by your mother's attitudes, you cut your hair above your shoulders, having no problem leaving it uneven.
Rapunzel!Reader who calls her best friend… boyfriend… for help. Jake gave you a space in his house, also that same night you were given the opportunity to meet his parents, who gave you a warm welcome to their home.
Flynn-Rider!Jake who even though he saw your hair darkening from the haircut, there was something that shone brighter than that, and that was your gaze.
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hey would you be able to write a felix x fem reader angst? when felix falls out of love with her.
“Are you sure it’s not hate?” angst w/Felix 18+ only mdni.
“I asked you a question baby,” you say from across the kitchen island. Felix was occupied on his phone, sitting on the stool on the other side of the counter.
“I gave you an answer Y/N,” he huffs after a few seconds, not lifting his head from the device.
“Yeah, but not verbally though,” you make your way over to him.
“Yeah, but I’m sure you’re grown enough to figure it out, Y/N,” he replies back, rolling his eyes up from his screen for a second before continuing with scrolling.
“You’re really fine with them being blue?” You questioned again, hugging him from behind, your chin resting on his shoulder.
“They’re just cupcakes, they’ll get eaten anyways. I don’t understand what’s the big problem with the colour of the icing,” he says irritated.
It was Chan’s turn to host dinner for your friend group. You and Felix usually bring over homemade cupcakes for dessert. It was a ritual to spend every last Saturday of the month together in the kitchen baking and decorating two dozen cupcakes. And usually, it was Felix who would have a hard time choosing the colour for the icing but today it seems he just wanted to get the cupcakes over and done with.
“Okay,” you replied defeated, feeling a little hurt at his tone. “Did you wanna help me?” You softly asked, sniffing his shoulder to take in his sweet scent.
“I’m busy,” Felix sighed.
“Okay, I’ll iced them then,” you moved yourself away Felix, walking back to your original position in the kitchen.
Lately you feel like Felix hasn’t been his clingy needy self. He would stick onto you like glue every second of the day but recently he’s been distant. You can’t pinpoint when exactly it became like this, but you were sure it’s been a couple of weeks by now. He’s been telling you that work has been busy for him, and you understand how it can affect him, but you still feel a little bit downhearted when he visually shows his annoyance with you.
After finished up with the icing and getting yourself ready, you sat in living room with the box of cupcakes on your lap patiently waiting for Felix. He had locked himself in the office, saying he needed to go over his feedback for some report for work.
“Hey, how’d it go?” You ask when you hear the office door open, but he ignores your question as he searches for his car keys. You expected it didn't go well.
The car ride to Chan’s was silent as you figured you should probably give him some space. He looks over to your side a couple of times noticing your quietness, but he doesn’t strike conversation with you, only making a few little comments about how bad traffic was. You brushed off his lack of initiative making excuses for him that he was just tired from work.
“He surprised me the other day! He’s going to rent out my favourite art gallery for our wedding reception,” Hana and Hyunjin was giving the group details their upcoming wedding at dinner. They were so cheerful talking about it and although you loved it for them, you couldn’t help envy it and wished for you and Felix to reach that stage in life shortly.
“Who’s next? Felix? Y/N?” Chan teased with a raised brow, and you goofily smile at the older man. You turned your head to Felix to see his reaction, but his head is tilted down and his face was straight. Chan notices the tension and quickly changes subject hoping no one else catch on. It caught you by surprise that he wasn’t as responsive as you were to Chan’s joke. It got you second guessing if it was even work that’s been making him like this.
You spend the rest of the night with the other girlfriends. As they spoke about their recent dates with their partner, all you could do was be happy for them concealing the fact that you and Felix hadn’t been on one in ages. You keep glancing over at Felix throughout the night but he showed you no attention. Usually you would catch him staring at you and blowing kisses and winks at you, but tonight there was nothing.
The car ride home was the same as the car ride there - quiet.
Felix walked in your apartment first, you followed behind him closely. As you put your bag on the entry way table you tripped over a pair of shoes accidentally falling forward on Felix in the process.
“Y/N watch yourself!” Felix yells, clearly annoyed.
“Sorry,” you softly say as you got up. “I just tripped,” you defend yourself, feeling tears start to form in your eyes at his tone.
“God can you look where you’re going?!” he groans turning around to face you. He was red mad. He had never got this angry at you before for tripping over.
“Did I do something wrong to you Felix?” You asked softly, feeling something heavy in your chest. You needed an answer to why he’s been treating you differently, it’s obvious now that it wasn’t because of work. “Last couple of weeks you have just been distant towards me and I’m a little hurt by it,” you say cracking your voice in the process, pulling a string on Felix’s heart. He frowns at your reaction.
You watch him sigh, hesitating little bit before he answers “You know work is hectic-”
“-Is it?” You questioned in an offended tone, dumbfounded that he used the same excuse again - work. “Work is hectic that you have to yell at me because I accidentally tripped on your shoes? Work’s been hectic that you can’t even smile at me in front of our friends? Work’s been hectic that you can’t even answer a simple question about the colour of the icing on the cupcakes that use to mean so much to you?!”
You didn’t expect to have an outburst like this. Felix doesn’t reply, he just takes a deep breath watching you as you continue to lash out at him.
“You don’t ask if I’m okay anymore. You don’t hug me anymore. Because of work?” You chuckle, sarcastically.
“Y/N-” he takes a step closer to you.
“-You’ve leave for work early in the morning and come back home late on the days I’m at home-”
“I-” he tried to speak again.
“And when it’s the weekend you lock yourself in the office all day. You avoid spending time with me, you avoid talking to me.” Your face was red, brows furrowed as you keep your tears from falling.
“Y/N, let me talk-”
“What did I do to-” You cut him off again.
“I’m not inlove you anymore!” Your heart drops at his words. The tears you tried to conceal instantly rolls down your cheeks and you take in a sharp breath. “This relationship is draining me.” He adds, breaking you even more.
You didn’t expect this. He’s been so mean to you lately all because he wasn’t in love you anymore? It doesn’t make sense to you that all of this was done because he fell out of love. You refuse to believe it.
“Are you sure it’s not hate?” You sniffled, pulling another string from Felix’s heart. "Are you sure it's not because you hate me?" you repeat yourself when he doesn't answer, feeling a bit anxious that it might be true, that he actually hates you.
“Never.” Felix replied rapidly this time, his tone a lot more softer now. “I could never hate you Y/N." Felix continues to conceals his emotions, not letting anything pass you.
“But you’ve been acting like you do.” You wiped your tears with the back of your hand, your eyes wavering to seek any reaction from him.
“I just needed space Y/N.”
“I gave you space. So much space,” you retorted.
“I think we should..” he stops before he says the last words, letting you piece the puzzle by yourself.
“You want to leave me?” You question and he flicks his eyes away from yours. You got your answer.
He lets out a heavy breath, running his fingers through his blonde hair, his eyes falling back on yours. “It’s for the best Y/N.”
“No, I don’t understand. Where I go wrong, Lix?.” you reached out to grip his forearm as the tears continued down your face, dripping to the floor.
“I don’t want to be here with you anymore,” he says softly, trying to loosen himself from your hold but you latch onto him tighter as you shake your head no.
“That’s not a reason Lix. Tell me where I went wrong,” You needed answers. He owe it to you. “You were the one who chased me, remember? You made me fall in love with you. It’s been 4 years and you want to leave me? Why?” You asked, in a complete mess.
“I don’t know,” he replies. “I’m sorry Y/N,” Felix apologies.
“Tell me why?”
“I can’t-”
“Then stay.” If he didn’t have an answer then he shouldn’t leave you, it’s unfair.
Y/N,” he says firmly.
“Just for one night,” you say, taking in a deep breath. “You can leave when I fall asleep,” you surrendered, eyes wavering waiting for his answer. “Please,” you beg.
“Y/N.. Baby I can’t,” it was the first time he called you that in a while and your heart breaks once more. He stopped calling you that and started calling you by name for months now. How is it that you never noticed until now.
“I’ll let you go when I fall asleep.. Please..Just love me one last time, Felix.”
Felix contemplated. He stared at you. Your glossy eyes. Your runny nose. Your red cheeks. He watches your chest rises up and down as you tried to control yourself. He hates seeing you cry, he hates seeing you hurt. It breaks him. He gives in. “Okay.”
He has you on pulled up flushed on him on your shared bed, your legs tangled with his. Your face pressed again his chest as one of his hand is wrapped around your waist and the other traces nothings up and down your back. Your tears haven’t stop, they fall effortlessly out of your eyes on his shirt. You stay quiet. You want to talk. You have so many questions to ask. So many things you want to know. But you stay quiet because you know Felix won’t answer you. So instead you stare into nothing as you replay back your happiest memories with Felix. You can’t help the small smile that is pulled on your face as you remember everything, every detail of everyday with him.
You tried you best to stay awake but you feel your eye lids closing. You don’t want to give in to sleep because you know by the time you wake up, he’ll be gone. But you’re exhausted, both your body and mind.
Felix stares up at the ceiling. He’s guilty. He owes you a reason, he owes you answers but he keeps quiet. He replays back memories but he doesn’t have the same reaction as you. He doesn’t smile. He cries instead. Tears run down his face as you recalls the soft and sweet memories with you. How could he do this to you? How could he make you fall in love with him then walk out like this? How could he say he was no longer in love with you?
Felix doesn’t hear your sniffles anymore. He feels your breathing evens out with his body. You had fallen asleep in his arms.
Felix presses a kiss to your temple, his arm still holding your waist tightly.
“I’m sorry.”
{Mina’s notes: tmi - my ex fell out of love with me so this hits home a little. we meet when we were 12 and we broke up when we were 21. anyways, i hope you guys like this :)) and to the cuties anon who requested this, thank you very much!! sorry for making you wait, im just like felix i have no reason!}
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Hi!! I’ve been thinking about that one scene in 10 Things I Hate About You, when Patrick walks Kat to the swings when she’s drunk and he says “Leave it to you to use big words when you're shitfaced.” Except! Kat is Nerd Miguel who somehow ended up drunk at some frat party or something, and Patrick is reader who has to deal with his antics. I imagine him spewing random scientific words/facts that reader tries her best to understand. All while she’s just trying to sober him up a bit. This lil scenario has been running through my head, and who best to share with than you!
(The chokehold you’re Miguel, specifically nerd Miguel, has on me is insane! It’s a great distraction while at work! <3)
I love that scene so much!!!! I made this a bit different, but I think I still hit the mark for ya anon <3
(Also this is a normal house party bc guys that are not in a frat are not allowed to attend frat events just like with sororities!)
House Parties
Art cred: Treelover_5
Nerd!Miguel masterlist
You weave through Brett’s parents’ guest house on the edge of town, downing your drink as you search for Miguel. It was really nice of Brett to invite you and Miguel to his pre-winter break bash. You know Miguel doesn’t party much, and Brett has been trying to encourage him to come out of his shell, so this was the perfect opportunity.
The sound of chanting draws your attention, and you see Miguel surrounded by a few other friends of Brett’s. Brett seems to be explaining something to him, car keys in hand. You drove here, so you know the keys aren’t Miguel’s, which makes you feel a bit better.
“Chug, chug, chug.” They chant, and you watch as Brett and Miguel simultaneously shotgun their beers, the foam dripping down Miguel’s tan skin.
Smash. You think instantly, your brain supplying you with images of what Miguel might look like as he comes up from between your legs, his lips, and chin slick with your arousal.
Then Miguel throws the beer down and throws his arms up victoriously.
Brett finishes, then throws his beer down as well and hooks an arm around Miguel’s neck, bringing him down to his level. “My boy Miguel has done it again! Absolute beast of a man!”
The other guys cheer, and you see Miguel smile shyly.
He’s been gaining in popularity, not that he really cares, nor do you, but it makes you happy that he’s made some new friends. Even if those friends challenge him to shotgun races.
Miguel spots you before you can even breach the circle and latches onto you. “Y/N, I won, did you see?”
Brett gives you a look that means dude should probably get some air, and you nod in response.
“Yeah I did, hey Miguel, you wanna step outside with me?”
“Yes, always.” He says instantly, his lips far too close to your neck for you to feel normal about.
You guide him through the crowd and out the door, his arm slung over your shoulders. He’s so heavy, all those stupid hot muscles making him dead weight as he mumbles to himself incoherently.
“What was that sweet boy?” You ask, when you hear something that sounds like your name.
“Did you know that the hydrochloric acid in the human stomach is so strong it can dissolve metal? Thin metal, mind you, but still, metal.” Miguel says, his cheeks red, his glasses perched precariously on the edge of his nose, and a goofy smile on his face.
“Wow, that’s crazy.” You say, struggling under the weight of him as you try to lug him over to a nearby porch swing, the neatly trimmed grass around you littered with solo cups and soaked with various spilled drinks.
“And beer—beer is twice as fizzy as champagne. I know this for a fact, I had four or so beers? They taste bad, did you know that?”
“Yeah, house parties usually have pretty cheap beer.” You laugh, swaying a little when Miguel leans on you.
“And cheetahs, super inbreed, ten thousand years ago, taboos were broken, and now they’re all…ya know, the way they are.” He continues on, letting out a surprise oof, when you slide him onto the white porch swing, the weathered green cushions not doing much to break his fall.
“Very cool, so now can you tell me what the hell you were drinking in the twenty minutes I left you alone? Besides beer? Because Miguel, you are so fucked up.” You ask, sitting next to him, your legs tucked beside you as you turn to face him, an affectionate smile on your face.
He drags a hand down his face, and his glasses fall into his lap. He pouts at them, a small aw leaving his lips.
You pick them up and hand them back to him, and he clumsily puts them back on.
“Brett suggested we do shots before the races, he passed his midterm, we were celebrating with him.”
Fucking Brett. You loved the guy, he was nice, nonthreatening, watched out for you when you were in the Sig Epp house, but he also was a menace, who wanted everyone to be as drunk as he was.
“Miguel, you’re a big guy, but you don’t have Brett’s tolerance.” You pat his chest consolingly.
Miguel looks at you, eyes a little hazy, his shirt unbuttoned far more than it normally would be, his hair ruffled. “I’m tougher than I look.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah.” He leans his head back against the swing, staring up at the stars. “You know a cloud can weigh around a million pounds?”
“I did not know that.” You respond, trying to see if you can check his pupils without him noticing.
He notices and rolls his head to face you. “Everyone blames women when they don’t have sons, but it’s actually male genes that decide it.”
“I did know that one, actually.” You say, as you run your hands through his hair, pushing it out of his face.
He smiles, and you swear it’s brighter than any star in the sky. “You’re so smart, y/n.”
You’re taken aback for a second, heat rushing to your cheeks. “Thanks, that means a lot coming from you.”
“So smart and so, so pretty. I know I said it’s on me, but will you give me a girl y/n? I want a daughter with you, my brains, your everything else, she’d be unstoppable.” He says, his words slurring together. Then he falls forward with a yelp, hands, and elbows hitting the dirt.
You sit frozen in shock, staring down at Miguel, before you snap out of it and scramble to help him. “Shit, Miguel, are you okay?”
He holds up his right hand, it’s bleeding. “Just put some sugar on it, it’ll heal faster.”
“Full of fun facts, aren’t you?” It’s another trip back inside to find a sink and a band-aid, his words still bouncing around in your head.
I want a daughter with you.
Fuck, he’s going to kill you one day, and you’ll let him.
Not me doing a little callback to what Miguel thinks at the end of his encounter with drunk y/n hehe
TL: @bat-bae, @nyctophilic0vitnir, @smokeywhalee, @obi-mom-kenobi, @prowlingforfood, @penggion, @crystal-crax, @oharasfilipinawife, @generalkenobitrash, @melsimps, @chrishy973, @farrowroyale, @palesatan, @scaryplanetdestroyer, @denzmallows
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Kinktober Day 8
Prompt: Breeding
Pairing: Hongjoong x fem!reader
WC: 900
Summary: PWOP. It is what it says on the label
This is a work of fiction, it does not represent Hongjoong or any Ateez member. On top of this it is an 18+ work. For my comfort and boundaries please if you are under age do not interact with this.
TW/CW Under the cut!
TW/CW: Unprotected, pregnancy talk, called “honey” and “little cumslut”, Hongjoong is needy, so is reader.
Once he started he couldn’t stop, It took one time cumming as deeply as possible in your hole to convince him this was always the way to do it. It became an obsession, a project. Sex turning from one and done into a multi stage marathon. No longer was he worried about cumming early, in fact that way he could just fill you more. Pushing his own seed deeper into your womb as he fucks you again. He’d all but stopped masturbating, even during long tours, saving up his release for when you met again.
Chest pressed into the mattress, hips held high about for him to pound into he jolts and jitters as his own seed spills around him and onto your legs. The first round of the night, a big one. They’ll only get smaller, more painful even as he continues. Because he will continue.
“I think it’s gonna take this time,” starry eyed you mutter. The possibility of it actually happening was nearly zero thanks to your implant. Still you say it with conviction because it pleases him.
“Everyone will know you’re mine then. No more hiding. I’ll dress you in the finest clothes and show off my work to the world.” Another spurt of cum forces it way into you as he thinks about your stomach, swollen with child. His child. Tits fat with milk. Taking you to art galleries and displaying you alongside his other accomplishments. He pulls the two of you to the side, leaving his cock soaking in the mixture of fluids, rehardening slowly before ever going fully soft.
His arm snakes over you, cupping your breast, rocking ever so slightly to bury himself again without disturbing you. His thumb absentmindedly plays with your hardened nipple, dragging it down and letting it spring back to place.
“Sleepy.” Your scoot back to his chest, nose pressing into your hair. “I like.”
“I know you do, honey. I know you like feeling full. I promise I’ll keep you nice and full.” His lips press against your hair, inhaling the scent of skin and shampoo. “Gonna fuck you all night if I have to.”
You moan, his base needy nature on full display. When he holds you like this it’s impossible to feel unloved, unwanted, alone. When he’s rutting into you, promising the moon, you feel safe. It’s easy to fall in and out of blissful sleep, eyelids heavy with pleasure. The persistent targeted drag against your gspot serves to keep you vaguely present as fireworks spark and fizzle.
Hongjoong can feel your body slacken and tense in his arms as you drift between conscious states. “I should let you go to sleep,” he almost sounds repentant. Truly he feels a little guilty, knowing how hard he’d pounded into you previously. A good climax was better than any melatonin or cbd gummy to get you into a hazy dreamlike headspace.
“Don’t let me, wanna cum again,” you whine. You’re always whinier when you are tired, after your first round. Hongjoong knows this. He knows round two is not the time for hair pulling, snarling, fuck-you-dumb, crass kind of sex. Even though you both like it. Round two is for exactly this; hazy, needy, sloppy, whiny sex.
“Oh Honey,” he coos, “need more before bed? My little cumslut needs more?”
You toss your top leg forward onto the mattress, opening yourself up for easier access which he eagerly takes. Abandoning your breast in favor of carefully rubbing circles around your clit, Hongjoong groans. He can feel your walls tightening with your stomach, anticipating the next wave. “More, more,” you beg and plead, “want more.”
“Even when you’re all fucked out your walls are milking me dry,” Hongjoong sounds deliriously happy. Your cunt is sloppy with release, slick slap of his balls against your skin is proof enough of his handiwork. “Wet little pussy, working me so well. So good for me.” He tugs at you, rolling with you on top of him, using the full force of his thighs to fuck up into you, deeper and deeper. “I’ll give you as much as you can take.”
Through the haze of your orgasm you can feel the twitch of his dick, lodged as deep as he can go. Spurts of release force remnants of round one from you, a white ring forming at the base of his cock.
“Thank you,” you babble. Body shaking, possessed by pleasure. His pleasure. He enjoys every second of it, holding you tight as though he could absorb it. You can barely breathe, eyes rolling back. Your walls squeezing another dry, painful orgasm from him. The pain completes him, penance for using you, for wanting to own you like he does. You aren’t his but maybe just maybe if his cock is the only thing your cunt craves, you could be his.
Exhausted, both of you flinch and jitter, muscles activating randomly as your overstimulated nerves cool down. His member stays lodged inside, a poor stopper for your leaking hole. Another sign your night is not yet over.
“Is this all me,” Hongjoong asks, running a finger along the tight muscle of your pussy. “Going to have me dripping in your panties for weeks.” He can already feel the faint twitches of his rehardening. Lacing his fingers between yours you pull him close despite the slick and sweat.
“Again, just in case,” you giggle. “Just to be sure.”
“Of course honey, to be sure.”
Hated that I kind of had to be short and sweet with this but if all my kinktober fics are 2k+ words...well. TBH this particular kink is one of my favorites to write so trust it will be in others as well.
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NAH CUZ THIS ONE CAME OUTTA NOWHERE BUT-
painter!Onyankopon 🧐🧐🧐🧐wat do we thinkkkkkkkk
who wanna paint his pretty lil girlfriend up as a bday gift but thingz start escalating-
you ATEEEEE
“you done?” you asked excitedly as you laid naked on the bed. ony sitting in front of you with a chair and painting set while he gave you a petty eye roll. “mama you only been sitting here for ten minutes. what you think?” he sighed, pencil in hand as he sketched your pretty body onto his cavas. your boyfriend was a very talented and well known artist. he’s had his work shown in many different art museums around the world and you couldn’t be any prouder of him.
people have paid unbelievable prices for his beautiful paintings and even more for customs. you’ve been with him through it all and even though you never said it, ony could always see how entranced you’d look when he’d bring you with him as his “assistant” and decided there was no better time to finally let you shine than your birthday.
“m’almost done wit the first part sexy. just need you to stay still f’me so i get get it done and start mixing my colors for your pretty skin ‘kay?” you nodded your head, apologizing for the movement as you sat as still as you could on your knees. back facing him as you kept your head to the side so he could get your side profile. another ten minutes when by and ony was finally done with the sketch. quietly pulling his paints out to mix them together for your beautiful complexion. “red? maybe lighter like orange? ma you know the color of your undertones?” he asked, while holding up the red and orange paint bottles.
you turned your head a little more so he could see your face, quizzical look already telling him everything he needed to know. “can you put on some music tho? if ima be sitting here like this, i wanna at least have sum playing” ony nodded his head before opening your phone and going to the first playlist he saw, but you already know what he chose when poison by brent faiyaz began to play through the speaker on the bed. the sex playlist.
you didn’t mind it though, humming along to the music as ony continued to work behind his large canvas.
as your music played it was suddenly getting harder for your man to focus. hands beginning to sweat at just the slightest glance of your oiled back. ‘wonder if she oiled the front of her body too’ dirty thoughts clouded ony’s brain as he watched you mindlessly move your hips to the music. “stay still mama. you making this hard f’me” he mumbled as he eyed your neck, then your beautiful shoulders down to your smooth back, stopping at the sight of your beautifully brown ass.
before he knew it, ony was slowly walking up behind you. lightly pushing your back down before rubbing with the swell of your ass. “you changed your mind againnn? now how long is it gon take for you to sketch thissss?” you whined, not thinking anything of his actions until you felt his print brush against your bare pussy. “you so pretty mama” his hands rubbed all over your back, letting the oil spread to his fingers and clothes as he leaned down to kiss from your back to your neck. “wanna put my dick in you, jus the tip ‘cause i still got work t’do”
you nodded your head, already in a lust filled daze as you felt him continue to rub against you with his clothed dick. ony lifted you off the bed slightly by the front of your neck. “can i mama? you gon let me make you feel good?” his whispers went straight to your core. legs already growing weak as you moaned out a weak “yes”. with that ony lightly bent you back over, freeing his dick from his sweats before lining up with your wet entrance.
“j-just the tip right?” your voice was small as you looked back at him. a small smirk made its way to his face as he watched your pretty face contort, dick sinking deep into you before he started thrusting at a steady pace. “you know better than to be believing shit like that ma. pussy too good for me to only let my tip fuck” ony chuckled as he listened to you whine into the sheets. hips already moving hungrily so you can fuck him back.
“seems like you agree wit me, don’t you baby? pussy so fucking wet” his pace quickened, making your moans become louder and more frequent as you reached your arm back. not for him to stop, but for him to hold to keep you grounded while he pounded away at your pretty pussy. “feel so good daddyyy…fuck go harder” ony smiled at the action, eagerly holding your hand in his while he started fucking into you deeper.
the both of your voices harmonized with each other as you continued to fuck each other the way you liked. bodies working together so both of you can reach the orgasms you’ve been wanting since you laid your naked body on the bed. “you so fucking sexy mama. got the most beautiful body i swear” his inked hands ran all over your back, thighs and neck. massaging you as he gave you words of love. “no painting can ever be enough to portray how beautiful you are baby. so glad you mine.”
his dick curved just right, hitting all the places you needed to make you a blabbering mess below him. “l-love you so much…so much daddy. happy t’be yours….yours forever” ony couldn’t help but smile as he listened to you run your pretty mouth. your walls sucking him in as you spoke, like the fact that you were saying you were his turned you on even more. “love you more, h-happy..fuck…happy birthday princess. sorry i can’t finish your painting.”
your body was getting to him. strong arm pushing your back down as he squeezed your hand a little tighter. “want you to fill me up daddy” you moaned, the feeling of his dick twitching already telling you that he was going to cum. ony’s brown eyes rolled to the back of his head, hips pistonning into you even harder as he felt his release on the tip of his tongue.
“gotta show you how much i love you right now”
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You and me and you?!
Bf. Jay x F. reader x Bf’s friend. Jake
Summary: Dating Character 1, Character 2 is Character 1’s best friend since childhood and do everything together.
Warnings: Smut, mentions of baby trapping, blowjob, threesome, fingering, caught, dom Jay, soft dom Jake, name calling
“What can I get started for you two?” The barista asked you and the man who sat across the table from you, “Can I get a latte?” “Yes of course and for the latte art, what would you like?” “A heart, please.” She nodded, then turned her head to the man, “And you sir?” “Same as her, thanks.” The barista walked away as you studied the man's eyes noticing how his eyes would mask the color of his pupils but as the sun came across his face and into his eyes, the dark brown color softened to a hazel color, his eyes were gorgeous. He was just so perfect along with him being sweet, protective, hot, more and more but most of all you loved his personality, he always knew the ways to make you laugh when you were sad and the things to buy you when you weren't feeling well. “I feel like we never spend that much time together anymore I miss you baby, it’s been torture not seeing you as much as we used to.” He looked down as sorrow displayed on his face then looking back at you naively, slowly nodding and softening your gaze “I know and I miss you too, like everyday but with both of our lives being extremely busy it’s harder to get all the work done with distractions. I just wanna get my work done so that way I can spend more time with you. I just don’t want us to drift away because of our work though.”
“Baby trust me, we won’t drift away from each other. I love you too much to ever let you go so don’t worry about that and if you ever need any help with your work I can always help you, seems pretty easy to me. Plus even if I'm with you and you can’t get your work done just legit tell me to shut up and I will.” Licking his lips he relaxed more into the side of his booth as his latte was placed in front of him as well as yours being placed in front of you, saying thank you he leaned a bit forward to take a sip out of his drink. “We have to hangout more, I have been getting desperate for you these days.” Smirking a bit and laughing to yourself at his boldness in a coffee shop, he continued “ I miss the way your pussy would wrap around my cock, it was the best. Missing it right now, not gonna lie.” your eyes widened in shock. “Jay, we are in public.” He raised an eyebrow taking another mouthful of his drink, placing the cup back on the table. He explained, “How is that my problem, if people are listening that's their fault not mine.” he shrugged his shoulders at the comment.
Rolling your eyes at how shameless your boyfriend was being in the setting around you, his phone buzzed on the table looking up to face him as he grabbed his phone all he said was, “Jake is he-.” Just then Jake came and walked to the booth and sat beside your boyfriend. “How is my favorite boyfriend in the world and his side piece doing?” He asked looking sideways when he mentioned you being a side piece, you knew he was joking it was how he always talked, the first time he ever called you that you were a bit taken back and looked at Jay confused but that's when he told you that it was just how Jake is. “We are good, you know me and my boyfriend are just hanging out. It was nice till you showed up though.” Opening his mouth, scoffing and turning to Jay meanwhile your boyfriend was just spacing out looking at you and shrugged at Jake. “Well my boyfriend loves me, don’t talk to him he isn’t for you.” You laughed as he hugged Jay around the neck as Jay looked around clueless as to why his friend was randomly hugging him, he brought his hand up to Jake's arm that was wrapped around him and patted it lightly. “
“So what are we planning on doing today?” Jake lifted his head up from being nuzzled in Jay’s neck to now being rested on his shoulder, your boyfriend looked at you waiting for you to respond but as you gave him a shrug symbolizing that you don’t know what you guys are planning on doing Jay just says. “We were just going to go to my house and hang out, we don’t know yet, it will come to us as we go through the day.” Jake nodded his head and turned to you as you broke your gaze from looking at your boyfriend. “You both need to hurry up, Jay we should play that one video game I told you about.” Jay looked at Jake again, “But today I wanted to hang out with Y/n, we haven’t had much time to hangout with each other.” you spoke up and told Jay “If you want to hang out with him you can, I’m not going to stop you plus I still see you tomorrow. I'll just watch you two play.” Jake nodded excitedly with a huge smile forming from ear to ear, Jay just nodded and finished the last of his latte. With only a sip left you finished yours as well and proceeded to look in your wallet to pay, feeling a smack on your hand you look up and see it was your boyfriend that had smacked your hand. “It’s on me.” “You always pay can’t I?” “No, put your wallet away.” Both of the boys stood up from the booth as you placed your wallet back into your bag, standing up with them as your face showed the smallest bit that you were disappointed. Jay saw your display of emotion and pulled you to his side and kissed your forehead, “I just like treating my princess, is that so bad.” “No, I just wanna pay too.” Jake turns around and scoffs before saying “Ugh you both are nasty with the sappy stuff.” Jay looked at you grabbing your hand again before replying to Jake, “Sappy stuff is loving my girlfriend?” he raised an eyebrow in question.
“Yeah of course it is.” He replied in a ‘duh’ tone, “I think someone is just jealous that he loves me more.” You tease squeezing the side of Jay’s arm looking up at him. “Wait Jake, how did you get here?” Your boyfriend asked, “A taxi, so I'm coming with you guys.” “Fun.” You said, rolling your eyes, your boyfriend slapped your arm looking at you as Jake looked at you from the side just before opening the passenger's side and sitting in there. “That’s Y/n’s spot.” Jay told Jake sternly, “Not moving, she can sit on my lap if she wants to.” you opened your mouth to reply “I don-” “She’s not sitting on your lap, either you sit in the back or she does but im putting it up to her.” Jake looked at you as well as Jay waiting for your response, “It’s okay I'll just sit in the back.” Jake mouthed ‘thank you’ as you nodded to his silent comment. You and your boyfriend soon joined Jake in the car, driving home Jake was playing his Justin Bieber playlist as he sang out the lyrics to the songs.
Feeling the streets became familiar, you started to get your belongings and put them on your lap as Jay proceeded to put the car in park. Jay had left the car as soon as he put it in park and went to your door, opening it right away. “Thank you.” You told him while kissing his cheek and smiling at him. Jake was running towards the door opening it and continued to run into the building of their dorms, Jay turned to you and gave you a confusing look you just shrugged at him at his friends weirdness. Opening the building's door while holding it for Jay he grabbed your hand as you both walked to his and the members dorm, as you both walked into their dorms only Jake was found while he was putting in the video game in the console waiting for it to show on their tv. Jay let go of your hand as he walked to Jake and sat on the floor while he patted a spot on the couch above him, following him you sat above him on the couch as you scrolled on your phone while playing with his hair. He always loved it when you played with his hair or you rubbed his back, it always made him fall asleep way easier.
Jake sat next to him handing him a controller as the game displayed on the big tv above them, Jake glanced back at you for a second while you continued to play with Jay's hair on your phone. Sitting up you placed your legs dangling down from the couch and placed them on either side of Jay’s shoulders while he rubbed your legs waiting for the game to load. The characters on the screen started to load in, your boyfriend picked out this guy that had a skull mask on while Jake was still picking out his character while looking at their strengths. Jay laid his head back till it was on your lap he puckered up his lips wanting a kiss, leaning down placing one on his soft lips. Promptly the game loaded on the screen as Jake picked out his character, they both stared at the screen before them Jay picked his head up from your lap and returned his focus to the screen.
The screen was showing a two screens from Jay’s character point of view and the same with Jake’s, getting bored you let go of Jay’s hair making him nudge your thigh telling you to continue playing, not doing what he wants you pulled out your phone and started scrolling on your for you page watching edits of your boyfriend. Jay then grabbed your phone as his eyes were still focused on the screen and placed the phone next to him then proceeded to play the game, huffing out being even more bored down you had an idea. Moving your foot that was placed on his thigh now being moved to onto his pelvis while moving your foot softly onto his dick, he lowered his hands with the controller in his hand to rest on your foot as he tried to stop the stimulation you were creating. He placed his head on your thigh as his mouth parted slightly while you continued to move up and down on his dick, small breathy moans started to come from his mouth.
Hearing him start to make noise you placed you hand over his mouth then turning your gaze to his friend to see if he heard any of the noises your boyfriend made. Thankfully he hadn’t heard anything and his attention was focused on the screen before him, continuing your motions starting to move faster. Jay’s character had been standing on in plain sight due to the pleasure you had been giving him, the other team saw the opportunity and killed his character which made Jake turn his head towards Jay finally seeing what the two of you had been doing by his side. Seeing Jake turn his attention to you, you lifted your foot off of Jay’s growing erection making him whine from the loss of your touch. Jake turned his attention back to the screen as Jay continued to rest his head on your thigh not playing the game anymore, leaning down to his ear you said to him “You died, continue playing so he doesn’t get any more ideas.” he lifted his head up and grabbed the controller and hit the restart button but just before he did Jay whispered back to you. “I think he already saw, look at his cock.” You looked shocked at his comment and questioned him, “Huh?!” he just looked at you then trailed his eyes to his friend “I give you permission, just look.” looking over towards him and trailing down his body down to his pants as his dick was clearly displayed through his sweatpants.
Your boyfriend looked at you and smirked to you as Jake asked you to grab the pillow next to you for him, giving him the pillow he placed it over his pants pretending that he had gotten the pillow to hug it but it was really it hide the boner that was forming in his pants. “Was it Y/n teasing me that turned you on, imagining that she was playing with you instead of me?” Jake turned to him and gave him a confused look acting as if he had no idea what he was talking about, “What are you talking about?” “I know you saw what we were doing, does she turn you on?” he lowered his head not being able to look at either of you. “Than what’s that?” Your boyfriend asked lifting up the pillow from off his lap making Jake immediately cover himself, all he could do was just look down in embarrassment at being caught while his erection was twitching against his hands. “I knew I was right, I see the way you look at her.” Jake just continued to look down almost as if Jay had been scolding him, you just looked at Jake waiting for any type of emotion wondering if he was going to cry, leave, smile, or blow up at Jay.
But as you continued to look at him his eyes would open wider each time his cock twitched against himself, “She can help.” making both of your gaze turning to him then to each other. “That’s if she wants to.” Jake couldn’t look at you it was like every time his eyes would almost meet the space between the two of you he would get scolded, he looked nervous and confused it was easily displayed. You nodded to your boyfriend, “I’ll allow you to just this one time, go help him.” getting up from the couch and sitting facing him he couldn’t look at you still as his hands were still placed on top of himself. “Do you even want this?” He nodded vigorously, “I just-” he sighed “-don’t know just nervous I guess, I mean it just feels weird.” tilting your head to the side “Why is it weird?” his attention was now on you as both of your eyes looked into each other’s. “Your dating my best friend, I feel like i’m betraying him I could never do something like that to him.” He looked at you as his eyes pleaded “It’s okay I give you both permission but if I tell you to stop you have to, plus I get a good show.” smirking towards the both of you as Jake turned towards you again but refusing to make eye contact. “Can I?” You asked as he looked at you while you looked down at his pants referring to helping him with his problem, meanwhile he nodded at your question finally looking at you once more.
Bringing your fingers to now being around his waist band and slowly pulling them down while he lifted his hips as you swiftly pulled them down to his knees doing the same with his boxers, as his dick slapped up against his lower stomach making a whine fell from his lips as even more pre cum started to leak from his tip now trailing down the side of his cock. Your finger is now playing with the pre cum, wrapping your hand around his dick and spreading it all over as it acted like lube making his dick shiny. “Please Y/n.” He asked breathless leaving his lips slightly parted allowing him to make as much noise as possible, moving towards his dick you parted your mouth looking up at him signaling to him that you were going to suck him off. He lifted his shirt up revealing his abs, kissing his tip you continued to put his whole cock in your mouth or at least what you could fit into your mouth, pleases and praises fell from his lips encouraging you to keep going.
The faster you went the louder he became, Jay came closer to the both of you and sat next to Jake covering his mouth to muffle his noises meanwhile he gave you a look to keep going. You started to deep throat him, putting as much as you can in your mouth as he muffled words into Jay’s hand the only things you could make out from him was when he chanted ‘yes’ and when he would say: ‘so good’, ‘fuck’, ‘pretty’, ‘good girl’ and ‘keep going’ along with his moans and whines that would fall from his lips, just as the man in front of you was reaching his climax your boyfriend pulled your head up from off of him and told you two. “Maybe we should take this to the bedroom.” You nodded as you brung your hand up to your face running the back of it along your mouth to wipe off the excess spit from around your lips, walking towards Jay’s bedroom you walked in and placed yourself on the bed as Jake did the exact same thing sitting down next to you. Jay had shut the door behind him then walked over to the both of you and told you both “Continue.” as he placed himself behind you, feeling a sudden breath against your panties you picked your head up and turned around only to reveal your boyfriend teasing you through your clothes. As he saw you looking at him he pushed your head back down onto his friend’s dick making the male in front of you grunt from the sudden feeling, “That’s it keep going, your doing so good.” was all he said before throwing his head back into the pillows below him. Feeling your panties being pulled down you feel his fingers start to enter you one by one fucking all of them into you as you continued to suck Jake off, all of the sudden the sound of a zipper was heard from behind you then starting to feel the tip of your boyfriend’s cock tease your entrance and slap up against it. “You like sucking off my best friend, huh little slut?” He asks as he buried his cock into into your pussy making you lunge forward onto Jake’s cock, the room was filled with moans from all of you as your boyfriend was fucking you and his friend was getting sucked off by you. “Oh god.. Y/n go faster I think i’m gonna cum.”
He told you with a shaky voice sounding desperate, following his commands you started to go faster and faster till he pushed your head down till your lips were resting against his pelvis, cumming deep into your throat as you swallowed it around his cock. You boyfriend still pounding you from behind, the sound of Jake cumming turned you on to the max making clenching around his cock more and more to signal to him that you were close to cumming as well. Your boyfriend’s movements increased as he went faster till the only thing that was heard in the room was skin slapping against one another occasionally the kissed he would leave on your body and the moans that filled the entire dorm rooms, “Gonna cum, gonna fuck my babies into you.” you moaned into the bed below you. “Fucking take it you slut.” He said before burying himself deep into your pussy spilling his cum into you as he pulled out he watched it leak down from in your pussy to onto the bed, he kissed your lips as told you how much of a good girl you are for him and for Jake. “Thank you so much Y/n.” You nodded and kissed his cheek, “Anytime, as long as Jay is okay with it.” you told him giggling and turning to Jay as he kissed your neck.
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The Little Things Part 1 (Eddie Munson x Reader)
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Eddie Munson x Reader (She/Her)
Warnings: Swearing
Synopsis: Y/N is surprised when her classmate Eddie takes interest in her nail art stall. Did he really want his nails done or did he want something more?
Y/N notes: shorter than Eddie
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The school really didn’t do fundraisers enough. Especially considering the amount of shit that goes down in Hawkins. So when they finally announced that they were going to be raising money for the families that lost someone in the Starcourt Mall fire, Y/N was ready.
Students started getting in small groups to plan what activity they would do. Selling cookies and cupcakes, raffle tickets, face painting. Y/N decided on something a little different. She had always gotten compliments on her nails. She liked making simple patterns, adding gemstones or nail stickers. The girls in her classes were very excited when Y/N told them she was doing a nail art stall.
The day had been going well. Y/N had a constant line at her stall as the girls, and some guys lined up. It was getting near the end of the day when Eddie Munson sat down opposite her. The last in the line.
“Eddie?” Y/N said confused.
“Yeah.”
“You want me to do your nails?” Eddie smirked.
“Yeah.” He dropped his change into the charity bucket on the side of the table. Y/N was pleasantly surprised. Most students had a strong dislike of Eddie. He was weird and loud. But there was something about the guy’s energy that kept drawing Y/N in.
They had a couple classes together. In fact they sat next to each other in one of them which meant they had small conversations a couple times a week.
Over the year, Y/N had found that Eddie was quite different to the perception people had of him. For one, he was not scary at all. In fact he was quite jumpy. Y/N had lost count of the amount of times she had lightly tapped him on the shoulder and he had jumped out of his skin. It made her giggle every time.
“Jeez L/N you tryna kill me?”
“I just wanted to borrow your eraser.”
He was full of positive energy. It radiated off him in waves and infected the people around him. Yeah sometimes he took it a step too far but that was never his intention.
In reality, he was just a happy go lucky dork.
“You got a color in mind?” Y/N asked, organising the bottles. Eddie shrugged.
“I’ll let you chose. Go crazy, the fate of my nails are in your hands!” He said dramatically. Y/N chuckled.
“Okay then.” She picked up a pink bottle and began looking through her flowery stickers. The guys who had got their nails done as a joke all picked this stuff. Y/N looked back at Eddie’s hands. She noted the rings he wore. She then noticed he was wearing his club shirt. The logo contained a flaming sword and a flail.
Then Y/N got an idea. Her eyes widened in excitement and she put down the pink bottle and began sifting through the stuff she kept under the table.
“What’s with the sparkle in your eyes L/N? Should I be worried?” Eddie asked with a smile. Y/N pulled out a new pack of nail stickers and smiled back at him.
“Oh you’re gonna love it.” Eddie smiled wider. He loved her passion. He had noticed that Y/N loved organising little things. Her class notes were always neat and color coded. Her make up was simple but always looked good. Her locker had pictures of her friends and doodles arranged in the inside of the door. Whatever she had planned, he knew it was gonna be good.
After cleaning up his cuticles and adding a base, Y/N took a black nail polish and began painting over each nail. She placed her other hand underneath Eddie’s to steady him. Her hand moved more and more under his as she continued.
“You sure you’re not just doing this so you get to hold guys’ hands?” Eddie joked.
“How dare you think I have an ulterior motive Edward.” Y/N joked back. “How do I know you didn’t come here just so I would hold your hand?” Eddie didn’t reply, because she was completely correct. Well that and he just wanted an excuse to talk to her more. You can only say so much during a class where you’re supposed to be quiet. “Besides, I don’t need to trick a guy into holding my hand.”
“True. Very true.” Eddie agreed. He knew Y/N was quite popular. He often saw her hanging out with the athletes and the cheerleaders, many of which seemed interested in her. Yet she remained single, which kept Eddie hopeful.
Y/N finished with the black and began to open the new pack of nail stickers. Eddie watched as she looked through them all and picked out two. She smiled and showed them. A sword and a flail.
“How’d you feel about a Hellfire theme?”
“That is awesome.” Y/N beamed and began peeling the sword. She went to put it on his ring finger but at the last second changed to his middle finger. Eddie quirked an eyebrow.
“I remember how much you like flipping people off. It’ll be more impactful this way. Don’tcha think?” Eddie chuckled.
“You think of everything don’t you L/N?” Y/N shrugged.
“I try.” Y/N finished it off with some flames on the sword and a tiny red gemstone on each pinky finger. “Okay I think you’re done!”
Eddie lifted up his hands and admired the artwork.
“Y/N L/N you are a genius.” Y/N giggled.
“Y/N!” Jason had jogged over to her table. He glared at Eddie. “You okay?”
“Yeah Jason I’m fine thanks.”
“This punk giving you any trouble?”
“No Jason. I’m fine.” Y/N repeated, slightly annoyed.
“I’m on my best behaviour.” Eddie put his hands up innocently. “Y/N was just doing my nails. I think these ones are my favourite, don’t you agree?” He put his middle fingers in Jason’s face. Y/N tried to hide her laughter but to no avail. Jason looked at her shocked.
“Y/N!”
“Oh come on that was funny.” Y/N admitted. Eddie beamed. He loved when he could make her laugh. Jason huffed and walked away. “You gotta stop provoking him though.”
“I’ll stop when he stops.” Eddie stated. Y/N nodded.
“Fair enough.” She stood up. “Well looks like you’re my last customer.” Eddie stood up too.
“Need a hand packing?”
“Uh yeah actually- oh wait isn’t your club starting soon?” Eddie shrugged.
“I can be late. You’re more important.” The two began putting away all of the nail stuff in a box.
“Wow I must be pretty damn important then cause I know how much you love your club.” Y/N chuckled.
“Yeah well you’re one of the only people outside of Hellfire that’ll give me the time of day so…” Y/N stopped.
“I’m sorry. That must suck.” Eddie shrugged.
“You get used to it.”
“Yeah well I wish you didn’t have to get used to it.”
“…thanks.” Y/N picked up the box.
“Do you think you could take the bucket? I gotta drop it off in our math classroom.”
“Yeah sure.”
The pair walked down the hallway to the classroom. Y/N noted the other students giving her weird looks. “Like I said, you get used to it.” Eddie said. “But don’t commit social suicide just for me. It’s not worth it.” He brushed off, putting the bucket down next to the others in the room.
“Social suicide?” Y/N repeated as they head to the exit and out into the parking lot.
“Yeah it’s not worth it.”
“You mean… you’re not worth it?” Eddie paused before answering.
“Yeah.”
“Well I think that decision’s up to me.” Y/N stated. Eddie stopped in the middle of the parking lot. Y/N turned back around. She could see the surprise on his face. “What? You not gonna walk me to my car?” Eddie smiled and jogged to catch up.
He watched as she put her box of nail stuff in her back seat and closed the door. “Thanks for helping me.” She said as she walked to stand in front of him.
“No problem. Anytime.” Y/N looked up and smiled. He smiled back but narrowed his eyes. “What idea is your brain cooking up now L/N?”
“You ever tried eyeliner?”
“What?”
“Eyeliner. On your waterline.” Y/N pointed to her own on her face. “I think it’ll match your whole look.” Eddie smiled.
“You think?” Y/N reached up and pushed Eddie’s hair out his face.
“Yeah.” The pair heard a noise and turned to see some people coming out of the school. They were whispering and giving them dirty looks.
“See?” Eddie sighed. “You don’t wanna be seen with me. Not outside classes.” He took Y/N’s hands and lowered them down from his face.
“Again, Eddie. That’s up to me.” She leaned up and pecked him on the cheek. “I’ll see ya tomorrow yeah? I’ll bring my eyeliner.” She gave him a wink and got in her car.
Eddie watched as she drove away, frozen in place until she was out of site. He placed a hand on his chest and an arm stretched out to where Y/N has gone.
“Oh L/N you are full of surprises.” He walked back into school with a skip in his step.
He couldn’t wait to see her tomorrow.
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VOX
HAZBIN HOTEL! RANDOM THOUGHTS.
I’m hitting on Sherlock Phones yall.
Someone help this man.
Someone PLEASE help this man.
Let's be real with ourselves lonely sinners, vox is not the man we need but he is the man we fawn for. I’ve done a lot of research on his character, his voice actor, his background and his main focus in hazbin hotel just to come up with the most canon version I can write him as.
He is NOT “that guy”. Vox is conniving, manipulative, egotistical, rude,and has been described as not “a nice person” by Vizi herself.
I'm pretty sure he was the “where my hug at?” guy back in college for computer science and theater arts. The guy who no one liked; laughed at not with and continuously thought that everyone was intimidated by him because no one wanted to approach him. Yet it was really because— No one thought he was cool whatsoever.
Of course this man took dance lessons and acting classes, his mind is quite literally a computer even back when he was alive. Vox understands the concept behind “good television” and how to appease his audience.
The lack of attention in his life to early childhood/adulthood was made up when he became a TV host. Vox wanted everyone to love him just so he could push them away and be this “Awesome guy who's too busy and successful for everyone”.
He totally speaks to everyone like they are 4-12 years old. Someone could be older than him, taller, or stronger and he’s just going to immediately deem them imperior to him because of his success.
“My dear, whatever could be the problem?”
“Awe cupcake, are you sad? panties in a twist? Is your bra too tight or are you just going through shark week?”
Vox will literally say one phrase when he knows things aren't going his way.
“Let’s think about this.” Not TALK– THINK. Let's THINK about this.
And darling, he’s not talking to himself but to you and again, immediately placing you underneath him–trying to have you use that “big brain of yours”
This man will plant shit in your head causing you to draw conclusions about things so you can focus entirely on what HE wants. As done with Valentino in episode 2 SE1; when valentine is flipping his shit and all vox does is control the situation.
He’ll flip his shit, igniting fear into the person he’s talking to, allowing the victim to find him ‘scary’ enough to break into submission and shut their mouth.
He’ll take this time to plant thoughts into their head. “What do you think going half cocked around hell to find angel dust will do to our image?”---”U-uh.. fuck it up?” DING DING DING. “Good boy/girl”
And then praise when they come to their “senses” (What he wants them to do)
“Such a big brain you have, you’re so smart.”
“Aren't you a pretty doll? hm?”
“That’s right baby, I knew you had it in you.” No he didn’t, you surprised him but he’s gonna take on the ‘caring best man role’ to cover up his surprise.
He gets hard easily. Don't ask me how I know, I just do.
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ok so I really wanna write like a whole freaking series of events for him, just one shots and I’m interested in all kinds of ideas, these are really just random thoughts that came to my mind while writing. If you guys like the way I write him or the ideas I present— totally let me know if I should continue my obsession with this man.
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