#literally have been letting this sit for days marinating

[crystallizsch]

uh hi. meet jas(mine)???

#HELP MEEE I AM SO EMBARRASSED TO POST THIS #literally have been letting this sit for days marinating #BUT HERE WE ARE #PEEPAW JAMIL #anyways i've been thinking about that one trope where something sends a fanchild back in time to nrc and shenanigans ensue #and for the record yuusha and jamil would not want children in the future #i think they'd be focused on travelling or something #but i thought about this and i was like HMMMM #“it could be cute i'll do a little sketch" #and then it kept. going ;;; #hhh family headcanons makes me feel so soft ;;; #so uh this child will just be from an alternate timeline #i imagine auntie najma being too much of an influence on her much to jamil's dismay #i might give her a tiger beastman friend based off rajah too #[— #twst #twisted wonderland #twst art #jamil x yuu #twst oc x canon #twst yuu #jamil viper #twst grim #twst fanchild #★'-my-art #(💜) yuusha #(💜) jamiyuu #—] #save me i’ve gone off the deep end

[forjongseong]

the reward // jay (ENHYPEN)

pairing: student!jay x tutor!fem!reader

genre: campus!au, smut (minors dni) // warning: older reader, they call reader "Noona", profanity, mentions of studying (lol), Heeseung makes an appearance, the rest of hyung-line are mentioned, making out, a lot of making out, just making out, fingering, protected sex (because Jay is responsible) // wc: ~9.5k

summary: you teach for a living, and you had been picking up tutoring since the extra money wasn't that bad. most of your meetings consist of essay-writing, mock tests, and speaking exercises; so when Jay became your student, you weren't expecting the lessons to include rewards.

author’s note: what?? two fics in the span of three days? with this I announce my retirement...

just kidding I STILL HAVE the secretary!Jay series to finish so I won't be retiring soon. this one is based on the rimless glasses series which is like, a random note I made for my wips, and believe it or not, while I made Bite Me sit and marinate on the shelf for so long, I finished this fic below within seven hours. yes, sometimes I am very motivated.

ANYWAY since I kept getting ideas for this one, I decided to sit down and write everything in one go, because if I pause to pick it up later I end up feeling not that confident with my work.

with that being said, I totally loved this one, so I hope you guys will enjoy it AS MUCH AS I DID writing it.

special mention to @excusememissiloveyou who was there the whole time virtually giving me mental support and good reactions

taglist: @thots4hee @end-hyphen @nyanggk @yoursjaeyun @maggstar @bucketofhiros @dimplejaehyuncutie @shinkenprincess-oh @mochimchimo @jongseonglogy @strawberrification12 @xiaoderrrr

You took the last sip of your latte as you tried to hold in your laughter. You then carefully swallowed your drink before chuckling and putting your cup back on the table, and then swatting the guy in front of you for cracking a joke and deliberately trying to make you laugh and choke at the same time.

“No, but seriously, thank you,” Heeseung said, tapping his fingers on the table. “I reached my target score.”

“What was it again?” You asked, at the same time unlocking your phone to check the time.

“7.5,” he answered.

You frowned. “That’s literally the same score you had before you took lessons with me, is it not?”

Heeseung nodded. “But without your help, I probably would have scored lower. Thanks for all the practice. And your time.”

You smiled and waved your hand, pretending to be humble. “Well, you’re welcome. I’m just doing what I get paid for.”

This time Heeseung was the one who chuckled, and before he could say another word you had to excuse yourself because it was time for your afternoon class.

“I’ll make the transfer tonight,” Heeseung said as he stood up, collecting the used napkins on the table. “Oh, by the way, Noona, I gave your number to my friend. He said he needs a tutor too. You don’t mind, do you?”

“Sure, you can broadcast my number to everyone who needs a tutor, to be honest. I’d love the extra money.”

Heeseung snickered and waited for you to start walking. He sped up and held the door open for you as you both exited the café.

“What’s his name? Or her, sorry, I just assumed.” You fixed your bag’s strap on your shoulder before taking out your phone again.

“Jay. He’s a med student too. We’re in the same class.” Heeseung started typing on his phone. “I’ve just let him know that you know he’s going to text you.”

“Awesome,” you said with a smile. “I’ll see you around, Heeseung. Good luck with the semester abroad.”

---

The waitress eyed the empty plates you had set aside before you started scrolling on your phone, and when you made eye contact with her you nodded, and she immediately took the plates away. You then placed an order for a cold drink since you were sure your new student was going to be running late.

“Punctuality,” you sighed to yourself, “should literally be counted in every single score…”

You heard the bell chiming as someone entered the restaurant, and your eyes immediately fell on him. The guy had his hair slicked back with a couple of strands hanging on his forehead, he was wearing a white button-down with a suede jacket on top, and the straight-cut pants he was wearing made you want to ask him where it was from.

“Y/N Noona,” he greeted you with confidence before you could even stand up, “Sorry, I’m late.”

“Hi, Jay,” you watched as he took his backpack off and set it on the chair beside him. He then sat down and looked at you with a huge smile.

The fuck? What is he so attractive for? You thought, smiling back.

“I didn’t know this place existed on campus,” he began, initiating small talk. His eyes were scanning the place, and as he looked around in wonder you thought for a second that he looked like a majestic black cat. And you love cats.

“Yeah,” you said before the silence became too loud. “It’s my favorite place to grab lunch or to hold private sessions like this. So, what do you need an IELTS score for?”

“Same as Heeseung,” Jay answered you only after he looked around for a waiter. He quickly placed his order and refocused his attention back on you. “Did you order yet?” He asked, sounding concerned as he looked around and saw nothing in front of you.

Your drink order arrived, and you thanked the waitress in a whisper and a smile, and you made an effort to explain yourself before Jay started to speculate.

“I already ate, and this is my dessert,” you said, turning the cup around and making sure it was the right order. “You can go ahead and eat while I answer any questions you might have about our lessons.”

“Right,” Jay shifted in his seat and cleared his throat. “So, I want to get a higher score than Heeseung, but I’ve never taken the test before, so how many meetings do you think we should have so I can achieve that?”

Confident, curious, and ambitious, you thought. You could definitely work with him.

“Alright,” you began, clearing the space in front of you and taking out your notebook and a pen.

You spent the next two hours talking to Jay, mostly stuff regarding lesson plans, but after that, you asked him about his studies, and he also asked you about your experiences and your current work. He mentioned the names of the students you had previously tutored, Jake and Sunghoon, and only then did you learn that the four of them must have their own clique.

“Where do you usually have your lessons with them?” Jay asked, wiping his mouth with a clean napkin after he finally finished his meal.

“Since they’re only available in between my classes, I usually ask them to go to cafes around the campus,” you replied. “I literally just go where I am asked, though. You guys are the students, so.”

“Can I pick the place for our next meeting?” Jay asked, grabbing his phone. “I’ll match your schedule first.”

You opened your calendar on your bullet journal and started jotting down Jay’s availability while he typed in your schedule on his phone.

“Right, so on Tuesday, since you only have a morning class, let’s have lunch at this place, hold on,” Jay said, eyes glued to his phone as he pulled up a website of the place he was referring to. “Here.”

You craned your neck to look at Jay’s phone, and when you read the address, you tilted your head. “I don’t know, it doesn’t seem like it’s walking distance from campus.”

“Oh, I’ll pick you up.” Jay blinked at you innocently. “I’ll drive you back to campus too. Or your home?”

“Campus is fine, I carpool with my brother,” you quickly replied. “Thank you.”

Jay shrugged and checked the time on his watch. “We’re done here, right?”

You nodded. “Unless you have more questions?”

He smiled and shook his head, and you hated the way you thought he was just so damn handsome. He then stood up and made his way to the booth, and you saw him take out his wallet while gesturing to your table. When he walked back to his seat, you leaned in and whispered.

“Did you just pay for my meal?” You asked, trying to be discreet.

“Why are you whispering? Of course, I did,” Jay replied, also whispering to match your energy.

You chuckled and mouthed a ‘thank you’ before you stood up, and you were slightly surprised at how fast he walked ahead of you just to hold the door open.

“I’ll see you Tuesday?” Jay asked, stretching out his hand.

You realized he was going for a handshake, so you took his hand. His fingers grabbed your hand firmly and you had to hold in a wince.

“Tuesday,” you replied, keeping your cool. “Bye, Jay.”

---

After a couple of meetings with Jay, you realized that the guy had grown on you and that he might be your favorite student ever if you were even allowed to have one. Skill-wise, he needed a lot of help, but he was a quick learner, and he took all your advice seriously, putting it into action almost immediately and showing up with instant results.

“Can I ask you what your thought process is like when you write an argumentative essay like this?” You said previously on your second meeting with him, at a café that he picked out.

“I look at the topic and begin writing, and I just… write as I go,” he answered truthfully.

You sighed and he took a quick glance at your face. “See, that’s where you’re wrong.”

You began explaining how outlining an essay was essential to make sure you can get your points across, and as you were speaking you kept looking at your notes, his hands, the window, and everything else except his face. But you can feel his eyes glued to yours. He attended every single meeting with the type of energy that you had never found before in any of your other students, and somehow, he just exudes positivity and passion.

During the meeting after that, he handed you over his homework, along with an extra essay that was written according to your input. He could not hide his stupid grin every time you complimented a sentence structure, and for the first time, you finally made him speechless.

“Thank you,” you said after ending your feedback.

Jay tilted his head and frowned. “What for?”

“For taking my input seriously,” you continued.

Jay became even more confused. “Isn’t that what students do?”

You scoffed and shook your head. “A lot of my students don’t.”

“Well, they’re just dumb, then.”

Your mouth hung open in shock at Jay’s sudden insult, and he found your face hilarious that he just had to cackle, his laugh echoing throughout the place. You covered your mouth and giggled silently, helplessly smacking his arm so he would quiet down.

On your fourth meeting, you requested to have the lesson at the campus café since you had to go home as soon as your session with him ended. This time, however, he was running late, and you had to spend a couple of minutes alone chugging down your latte to stay awake.

“Noona, I’m so sorry,” Jay said as soon as pulled the chair beside you. He sat down and started complaining. “My professor just announced this urgent assignment that we had to do, and…”

The annoyance that came with almost being stood up evaporated completely when you heard Jay yapping about what happened in his class. Maybe you were just too tired to be angry, or maybe you were just happy to see him.

“Shall we just practice Speaking then for now?” You asked after he finished his explanation.

Jay nodded quickly. “Anything you want. Do you want me to order another drink for you?”

“It’s fine, calm down,” you said, chuckling lightly. “Alright, let me look for a topic.”

You quickly browsed your phone and began asking him questions. You made a gesture and pointed to his phone, signaling him to record himself speaking, so he did so without breaking eye contact with you. For the next part, you picked a topic that required him to talk about a close friend, and as he began to elaborate on his answer, it was your turn to look at him intently.

“What I like about her is,” Jay spoke in the middle of his answer. He then paused as if he was searching for the right word to use, but you were feeling sleepy and goofy, so you interrupted him.

“Her smile?” You asked in a teasing tone before you started laughing.

Jay became flustered and quickly waved both his hands to deny your guess. “No, not that!”

He then joined you laughing, and you had to apologize for stretching the time limit he had. You then asked him to continue and wrap up, and after that you immediately gave feedback. However, when you were speaking you got tongue-tied a lot, and you kept saying the wrong words or taking too long to find one.

“Noona, if you’re really tired, we can end the class early, I don’t mind,” Jay said calmly, looking at you with concern but also smiling like he somehow found you adorable.

“No!” You said with an unreasonable tone of refusal. Jay flinched in his seat from how loud you spoke. “No, you already came late, so I’m not cutting this meeting even shorter.”

“Alright,” Jay chuckled to himself. He looked to the ground and saw that you had your shoes off.

Eventually, you gave him constructive feedback and even managed to pull up the previous essay he had written and gave him pointers on the spot. When it was time to wrap up, Jay cleared his throat before proposing an idea.

“Noona,” he began, “can we have the next meeting at my place?”

“Sure,” you replied without hesitation. “What’s the name of the café this time?”

Jay smiled and shook his head. “I meant my place, as in, my house.”

“Oh?” You paused and let your hand hover over your book, trying to formulate a response. “Uhm, I have never—”

“If you feel uncomfortable, it’s fine. We can go to another place. You can choose!” Jay quickly revised his statement, worried that he made the wrong decision of even voicing his idea.

“Well, where do you live?” You asked, genuinely curious.

“Not walking distance from campus,” Jay said with a smile. “But again, I’ll drive you there and back. I live alone, it’s my parents' house, but they’re currently living in another city to take care of their business, so they left the house to me. And we won’t be alone, I’ve got some workers who are doing renovations, so…”

You realized how flustered he became, and by now you already know that Jay tends to say a lot of words when he was nervous, so to save him from further embarrassment, you nodded. His eyes lit up when he finally got an answer from you.

“I’ll text you when you can pick me up,” you said. “Don’t be late.”

Jay licked his lips before grinning widely. “I won’t.”

---

You were lounging on a huge sofa, a couple of pillows under your head and between your legs, and you winced as you heard the sound of ongoing construction outside the house. You glanced over to Jay, who had his eyebrows knitted and his rimless bluelight filter glasses perched on his nose, studiously reading the questions on his laptop screen. The noise-canceling headphones you brought proved to be useful, as he seemed to stay focused really well, and you wondered why he did not own a pair.

After introducing the idea of taking mock tests online and reviewing them right away, you ended up staying for longer hours whenever your meetings were held at Jay’s place, and when you first came there, one of the workers mistook you for Jay’s girlfriend. You then began to wonder if he had brought home other girls as well.

“Noona,” Jay called for you, breaking your chain of thoughts. “There’s no way I can answer this one correctly.”

Jay pulled his headphones down and gestured for you to sit next to him, so you did, and he pushed his laptop to your side so you can see its screen better. He was complaining about the true-false-not given questions, and he was getting frustrated because he could not tell the difference between false and not-given.

As you began to explain, Jay pulled the laptop closer to his side again, and you wanted him to read but also listen at the same time, so instead of pulling it closer to you, you moved closer to him. You ended up sitting closer to the coffee table and closer to the screen, with Jay sitting right behind you.

“So, if you see this passage here, the third paragraph,” you said, pointing at the screen. You did not hear a reply. “Jay?”

“Sorry,” Jay quickly replied, shaking his head. “Sorry, I zoned out. You smell so good.”

You were not going to let Jay see you blush, so you merely chuckled and cleared your throat. “Okay, moving on.”

You continued explaining, and Jay kept responding to you with one-word answers or mere hums, and you thought as long as he was paying attention, you did not need to check on him.

Little did you know that as you were speaking, his eyes were scanning your whole body. He leaned in ever so slightly to take in your scent better, and he noticed how sheer the button-down you were wearing was. He could barely see the outline of your light blue bra strap, and as you adjusted your position, he realized he was leaning in too close, so he quickly backed away before he got caught.

“Do you get it now?” You asked, looking back at him.

Jay was leaning against the sofa, a fair distance from you, but his eyes were focused on your lips, and that was a hard thing not to notice. To be frank, you were fighting yourself and trying to regulate your heartbeat whenever it beat faster when he came a little too close to you, and now you were beginning to think that the feeling might be mutual.

“Jay?” You asked. You then waved your hand in front of his face. “You seem out of it—”

You could not finish your sentence as you were in shock from the way his hand grabbed your wrist. You froze instantly, and your heart was beating even faster than when he was up close.

“Sorry,” Jay said, clearing his throat. He lowered your hand and let go of your wrist. “Sorry about that.”

“We can end the session now if you don’t feel well—”

“Noona,” he interrupted, “don’t end it now.”

“Okay,” you replied as you shifted in your seat and turned to face him. “How can I help you understand this better?”

Jay licked his lips and looked at the screen before looking at you, and within a short moment, he was flipping coins in his head, trying to imagine the different possible outcomes that would happen if he suggested what he was thinking the whole time.

“If I get the answer right,” he began, “would you show me your boobs?”

The question came out of nowhere and your immediate response was to laugh out loud, but once you looked at his face you realized he was dead serious, and since he asked politely you decided to entertain the idea.

“Alright, why not? Nothing to lose here,” you replied, confident that he would get the answer wrong. It was one of the types of questions that you hated the most because of how tricky it was, so you were convinced that even he would not get it right.

You were glad that you were wrong, for the first time in your life.

“I got it right, didn’t I?” Jay asked minutes later as you leaned closer to look at the screen, scanning the answer key and looking at Jay’s answer.

“Goddamnit,” you muttered, mindlessly clicking the mouse all over the screen.

You heard Jay whisper a ‘yes’ triumphantly and you sighed to yourself before turning around to face him. You began pulling your button-down up from the tuck in your pants, and Jay’s eyes immediately widened.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” He shouted, reaching his hands out to stop you. “What are you doing?”

“Flashing you?” You asked back, fingers frozen at the edges of your shirt.

Jay chuckled and fell back leaning his head on the sofa, taking his glasses off and covering his eyes with his forearm. “Noona, I was just joking.”

You felt disappointed, for some reason, and a little bit humiliated. Was he really just using you to feel motivated? And did that actually work? Were you secretly hoping for him to get the answer right?

“Really?” You asked again for confirmation. Jay nodded.

You paused for a second and then smiled. Jay thought you were going to say, ‘Good one’, but then you began scooting closer to him, and he immediately tensed up.

“So, when I sat down in front of you, and you got distracted, that was part of the act?” You asked, almost batting your eyelashes at him.

You could basically hear him gulp. “Yes,” he said, eyes on yours.

“You said I smelled good, was that just a joke too?”

“No,” Jay answered, chuckling this time. “You really do smell good.”

You reached a spot close enough to hear his thoughts, your breasts just inches apart from his chest.

“I really hope you’re not lying,” you whispered, your lips almost grazing his.

Jay let out a soft grunt before he pulled you by your wrist, and you yelped as he somehow managed to maneuver you to sit on his lap. You then kissed him first, pushing him back and letting his head rest on the seat cushion. Both his hands began riding up your thigh as you mercilessly dominated the kiss, quickly tangling your fingers in his gorgeous hair.

His hands moved to your ass to give it a squeeze and you moaned into his mouth, your body shaking and quickly succumbing to his touch. You began grinding on him, barely feeling his bulge, but as he began to dominate the kiss you heard feet shuffling right out the terrace.

“Jay?”

You jumped out of his lap at the sound and immediately made your way to the open kitchen, pretending to busy yourself. Jay cleared his throat and wiped away his saliva, or maybe yours, from his mouth. He stood up and walked over to one of the construction workers who called him, and you tried to observe them quietly as he spoke to him. He held himself with so much composure, almost like he did not even get caught making out with his tutor.

The worker then nodded, and Jay waved slightly at him, and you assumed that the man just gave Jay an update before excusing themselves for the day. You took a deep breath and held the empty glass you took in one hand while massaging your temple. You saw Jay making his way towards you with an apologetic smile on his face.

“Sorry again,” Jay said, standing on the opposite side of the counter. “I actually… don’t have anything else to say.”

You chuckled and looked down to avoid eye contact because you were sure that one more look from him would make you combust.

“Are you okay?” Jay asked, voice full of concern.

“I am, why?” You replied, confused.

Jay shook his head, unsure. “I just did not want to come off as a… I just hope you know that I’m not taking advantage of you, and I really don’t want you to feel—”

You began laughing softly and Jay had to stop speaking.

“Noona?”

“It’s fine,” you said as you began walking to him. You fixed a strand of his hair that was out of place from how much you were ruffling his hair earlier. “I’m okay.”

Jay kept his eyes on you, and you detected a different emotion. Before, you saw that it was lust, but now his eyes seemed hopeful.

“If you’re really okay with it,” Jay spoke, placing a hand behind his neck, “do you think it would be cool if we make it, like, a regular thing?”

“Elaborate, please.”

Jay chuckled softly. “I meant like, I think I could get motivated a lot if there was a reward waiting if I get a question right. Or if I reach a certain score in a mock test, don’t you think?”

You liked the idea very much that there was literally no reason to refuse. “I actually agree.”

“You do?” Jay started smiling widely. “Okay, cool, so the next meeting—”

“You’ll have to pick me up again after my class,” you interrupted, “and we’ll probably need some snacks here.”

Jay nodded firmly as if he had just negotiated a great deal. “Wait, Noona, you don’t have a boyfriend, do you?”

You shook your head. “Do you have a girlfriend?”

“Of course not,” Jay scoffed. “I just didn’t want to get in between of anything.”

You pouted and nodded, understanding. “Well, you’d probably be getting in between something.”

Jay tilted his head in confusion, and you brought your hand to your thigh, patting it. Jay closed his eyes and sighed. You giggled at his reaction.

“This session is over. You need to drive me back,” you demanded, placing the glass you were holding the whole time back on the counter.

“Yes, Ma’am,” Jay muttered before winking at you and turning around to go grab his car keys. You rolled your eyes before following him.

---

To say that you could not wait for your next session with Jay would be an understatement. You were literally counting the days, down to the minute, and you were checking your phone a ridiculous number of times just so you could respond to his chats in an instant. When he picked you up and you saw him getting out of the car to open the door for you, your heart was beating like a drum.

It was understandable, and pretty logical, actually. You had not been intimate with anyone in a long time, and Jay was, quite frankly, fucking hot. It did not help that he was intelligent as well, which was definitely your type. Your heart was racing, and your mind was imagining a thousand different scenarios that you did not even realize that you had arrived at Jay’s place.

You quickly noticed the absence of noise when you stepped out of the car. Jay walked up to the door and looked back at you, noticing how you were also silent.

“It’s a day off for the workers, today,” Jay explained, “it’s just you and me.”

“Thank God,” you muttered.

Jay chuckled. “What?”

“Did I just say that out loud?” You asked back in shock.

Jay laughed, genuinely finding you amusing. “You said it under your breath, but I heard it.”

“How embarrassing,” you said to yourself as you entered the house after him.

“On the contrary,” Jay responded, “I find it adorable.”

For this session, you decided to stay as farther away from Jay as possible, to let him focus and also to clear your mind. He was doing a mock test on his laptop after he received major feedback on his homework essay, and you took the time to wander around his kitchen and check his supplies.

“I can hear you opening the cabinets,” Jay spoke in a louder tone, all the way from the living room.

“Don’t mind me,” you shouted back. “Just focus if you want to get a good score.”

“What was the reward again?” Jay asked, smiling to himself as he scanned the question on his screen.

“A make out session if you reach 7,” you reminded him despite knowing full well that he just wanted you to recite it back to him. “And if you reach 8, I’ll give you a blowjob.”

“Fuck,” Jay muttered to himself.

You were unsure if it was because the thought made him unable to focus, or if he was actually struggling to answer the questions. After a few more minutes, he finally finished his Reading mock test, and you walked over to check his score.

“Noona, I present to you,” Jay began speaking, proudly, “a 7.5.”

Your eyebrows knitted as you observed the screen and scanned the page, checking Jay’s answers and matching them with the answer key. Meanwhile, Jay was leaning back and stretching his arms up, cracking his neck and basically doing preparations as if he was about to run a marathon.

“Good job,” you said, pushing the laptop towards the center of the table. You then turned around only to find him sitting comfortably on the sofa, arms to his side and his lap looking so inviting.

“Can I get my reward now?” He asked, eyes glowing and expecting.

“I’ll count it as a 7, since we never agreed on anything if you get a .5 score,” you said, taking the scrunchie from your wrist and tying your hair up in a messy bun.

“I’ll take anything,” Jay whispered, his arms welcoming you as you carefully straddled him.

You paused to place your hands on the sides of his face, and you bit your lower lip slightly before you leaned into him. His lips greeted yours warmly, and you could not help but sigh into his mouth once you felt his heat envelop you. Jay roamed his hands around your waist, up to your back, and lingering on your shoulders for a moment, pushing you even closer to him.

“Fuck,” he muttered into your lips. “You taste so good, Noona.”

You smiled and kissed him even harder, hoping it would translate into gratitude. You felt his fingers going under your shirt, grazing your skin and you shivered at his touch. He continued kissing you, licking your lips, tugging on your tongue, teeth slightly clashing with yours when the two of you got way too passionate. His fingers tugged your bra and he pulled away only to ask you a question.

“Can I?” He spoke, voice raspy from the lack of air. You wanted it just as much as him, so you nodded quietly.

He unhooked your bra with one hand and immediately moved his hand to the front, squeezing your tits as he continued to devour your lips. You began moaning helplessly, and you could feel him growing hard against your core.

“Jay,” you whined, “your reward is just a make out session.”

“I know,” he whispered. “I know, but doesn’t this feel so good?”

You felt him pinch your hard nipple slightly and you flinched before giggling, hiding your blushing face in the crook of his neck. You realized that he had a birthmark there, so you began kissing it, then licking it, then sucking on it, and only then did Jay let out a moan that sounded new to you.

“Noona,” he said, breathless. “We need to establish clearer rules and rewards.”

You kissed him all the way up to his jawline before meeting his lips again. “What do you mean?” You spoke against his lips.

“How about,” Jay said, pausing to groan since he felt his hard-on getting too restricted against his jeans. “For 7.5, I get to finger you?”

You pulled away from him to look him in the eyes and chuckled. “That sounds like more of a reward for me than it is for you.”

“But I really want it,” Jay confessed. “Please let me finger you.”

“Now?” You asked, placing your hands on his shoulders.

Jay nodded. “Aren’t you wet yet?”

He took the liberty to slide his hand under your pants, which happened to be elastic, thank God, and placed two fingers right along your slit. You elicited a whimper, and Jay could swear that you even shuddered at the sudden contact.

“You are,” Jay announced boldly. “Would you let me?”

His palm was right on your core anyway, and you thought that it would be stupid of you to refuse since he was already making you feel so good. Besides, his argument made sense.

“Okay,” you answered breathlessly, and within a second Jay was pulling your pants down to the floor.

“Seamless,” he commented as he eyed your panties. “Why am I not surprised?”

You shook your head and chuckled. “Why? Do you prefer a lacey thong?”

Jay stroked the inside of your thighs gently as he guided you by your waist to sit back down on the sofa, letting him hover his body over you.

“I would actually prefer nothing,” Jay whispered before closing the gap between your lips.

You felt his tongue enter your mouth and his fingers slipping inside of you almost at the same time, and the immense pleasure made you arch your back. His two fingers curled up inside you, making a ‘come hither’ motion that somehow felt gentle and harsh at the same time. He was moving his fingers at a slow pace, but the pressure he put on made you see stars.

“Oh my God,” you breathed, reaching for Jay’s arms to hold on to. “Jay…”

He loved the way you moaned his name, so he curled his fingers one more time and you whimpered, feeling your legs beginning to shake.

“Fuck,” you muttered again, tilting your head to the side, and letting Jay leave love bites along your neck. “Fuck, Jay, I’m gonna cum.”

“Please do,” he whispered into your ear, maintaining his pace the moment you told him so.

When you finally reached your high, your legs were shaking, and your body was spasming, and Jay had to wipe the sweat that formed on your forehead, tucking your hair behind your ear at the same time. His hand was drenched, and you could feel your cum trickling down onto the sofa.

“Oh my God, sorry,” you said in an instant.

Jay shook his head. “Don’t be,” he said calmly, waiting for you to catch your breath before he deemed it was time to pull his fingers out of you. When he did, you watched as he stared at them, two fingers glistening with your essence. He brought his hand up to his mouth and took a sniff before tasting it. The sight made you roll your eyes back.

“It’s unfair,” Jay began, “the way you taste as good as you smell.”

“God,” you said to yourself, and Jay laughed lowly, proud of how he was able to render you speechless. “What about you now?”

Jay tilted his head and then looked down at the obvious tent in his pants. “Oh, it’s fine. I’ll take care of it later.”

“In that case,” you said, pushing his chest slightly so he could move away from you. You tugged down your panties that had stayed on the whole time, and when you took them off your ankles you handed them to Jay.

“For later.”

You smiled as he took your panties in his hand, and you cackled the moment he took a sniff dramatically.

“Thanks, Noona,” Jay said, leaning in to leave a quick peck on your cheek. “Time to drive you back now.”

---

The next couple of meetings were spent in the same manner, more or less. Jay would try his best to get a score as high as he could, but he would never go over 7.5, so all you did was make out with him in his living room, in his bedroom, or even in his car on the ride back to campus. He took it like a champ, though, and he never insisted on taking things further than what you had previously agreed on.

You had one meeting left with him before his scheduled test, and you were dreading the day. Usually, you would be looking forward to meeting him, but all things come to an end, even private lessons, so you halfheartedly dolled yourself up in front of the mirror in your faculty’s restrooms, still determined to look your best for your favorite student.

The car ride to his house was spent in comfortable silence, and you did not mind the way his hand reached for your thigh, resting it there as he rubbed his thumb along your skin. You were wearing a short skirt for a change, and you loved the way it had caught his attention in an instant. Once you arrived, Jay took you by your hand and led you straight to his bedroom for privacy, since the workers were currently at his house.

“Noona,” he called for you before starting the mock test on his computer. You were halfway making yourself comfortable on his bed. “Can you sit with me while I do this?”

“Where?” You walked towards him.

He spun his chair towards you and patted his lap. “Here.”

You chuckled. “Why?”

“It’s our last meeting and I want to be close to you.”

You were underestimating the effects of his words and you felt like your stomach did a flip. You never shied away from his advances, though, so doing it now would be weird. And you did not want it to backfire and end up demotivating him.

“Okay,” you said, turning around before you carefully sat on his lap. You had to adjust your position several times to make sure he was comfortable, and he wrapped an arm around your waist and rested his head on your shoulder as he began the test.

“You can answer in your mind if you want,” Jay said, tilting his chin towards the screen.

You answered by reaching your hand back to stroke his hair, and he hummed in delight as he began answering the test. Eventually, you leaned your back towards his chest and sat comfortably, almost falling asleep from his warmth. You eyed the screen and noticed that he was about to answer a question wrong, so you placed your hand over his and moved the mouse to the right option.

“Isn’t this cheating?” He asked, genuinely unsure.

“I’m giving you a pass, Jay,” you answered calmly, patting his cheek.

After a while, he finished his mock test, and you saw the results come up as soon as he clicked next.

“You did it,” you said, staring at the screen. “That’s an 8.”

You noticed that Jay was silent for too long, and then you realized you had sat on his lap for too long, so you quickly stood up and stretched your legs, smoothing your skirt down.

“Are you ready for your reward?” You asked, eyes full of anticipation.

Jay licked his lips and shook his head. You immediately frowned.

“I feel like if you hadn’t corrected that one question, I would still get a 7.5,” Jay confessed. “It’s okay, I’ll skip the reward.”

“What?” You said, almost spitting your words out. You did not know why his refusal got you so worked up.

“Noona,” he began, reaching for your hands as he stood up from his seat. “I appreciate what you’ve been doing for me, but I also don’t want you to get the wrong idea.”

You continued to frown, waiting for him to elaborate.

“I’ve loved the sessions we had, and I’m really thankful for all the rewards, but I need you to know that my goal remains the same, and it’s to get the highest score possible. The test is in a week, and I need to remain focused.”

He really did it, you thought. He used you to his advantage until he didn’t need you anymore.

But you knew that, deep inside. You knew that this way of giving him motivation would be dangerous, more for you than for him. You knew that Jay is a professional and that he takes his studies seriously, so you knew that catching feelings would be out of the picture for him.

Sadly, you forgot to set the boundaries for yourself.

You really thought that you could keep it casual, and you really thought that you were not going to start having feelings for him since it had been ages anyway since you had loved someone, so why does his professionalism hurt you? When in fact, you should be thankful that he respected you?

Your mind was running a mile a minute thinking of possible scenarios, and his face was becoming concerned. Eventually, you managed to fake a smile and you nodded before you said your response.

“As expected,” you began, “from the top student in class.”

Jay blinked, not expecting you to remember the one fun fact that Heeseung had told you about him.

“Your essays have improved so much since the first meeting. Your speaking is fine, just remember not to use fillers too much. You have no problem with the listening section, and for reading, I suggest you keep practicing during the few days before the test.”

Now, Jay was the one with a frown on his face. He was wondering why you were acting so formally again.

“I’ll text you good luck before the test, and when the results are out, tell me your score,” you continued.

“If I get over 7.5—”

“I’ll treat you to lunch.”

Jay scrunched his nose. “Pardon?”

“I’ll treat you to a nice lunch, okay? My pick this time,” you said with a smile so convincing that it was hard for him not to smile back.

“Okay,” Jay smiled back at you, trying to hide the tone of disappointment in his voice.

---

Days had passed by since Jay took his test, and even since the results of it came out. You held back from texting him first since he never responded to your good luck text on the day of his test. You then swallowed the bitter fact that, maybe, or most likely, Jay really was using you and your dumb self had consented to it.

But it could not be, you convinced yourself. He was a gentleman. Would he really do that?

You gave up trying to find answers that might make you feel better, so you decided to busy yourself with other freelance work that came your way. You felt bad turning down the other students that Heeseung had referred you to, and you had to come up with lame excuses like you had no time or you had way too much on your plate.

The real reason was that everything about the test prep now reminds you of Jay, and you would not want to take out your anger and disappointment on your new student. You thought it was best to stop tutoring for a while until you had completely moved on.

One of the latest gigs that got you a little too excited was speaking for a panel discussion in a workshop that was related to your teaching experience on campus. Previously, you attended these events as a participant, sitting in the audience and actively taking notes and recording the speakers, but now you get to see it from the other side of the stage, and you could not help but feel proud of yourself.

You dressed your best to impress, for once not dressing for yourself but for the audience, and when you sat in between the other speakers on stage you became so engrossed that you almost did not realize the familiar figure sitting on the front row but at the farthest chair from the stage.

Jay noticed you looking at him, so he threw you a soft smile and a tiny wave with his hand. You smiled and quickly turned towards the host who had called out your name to address a question. You answered the question and looked at the other speakers on your side, and you were glad that they were nodding along to your response, signaling that you had indeed answered the question correctly.

Surprisingly, it was not hard to stay focused on the rest of the discussion. Jay sat pretty far from your sight, so all you had to do was look anywhere except in his direction. You did look at him one more time, though, and you caught him looking at the huge screen that was focusing on your face as you were speaking. You almost sighed in relief a little too loudly when the session ended, and you gathered your belongings as well as your thoughts as the other people swarmed towards the outside of the hall.

You could feel someone approaching you from behind, and when you turned around Jay was looking at you with a soft gaze in his eyes.

“Noona,” he said.

“Hey, Jay,” you greeted him back.

“Listen, can I speak to you somewhere else private?” He asked before looking around and spotting several people still lingering inside the hall.

“This seems private enough,” you said as you looked around too. “I barely know anyone here.”

Jay became visibly uncomfortable, and you instantly felt bad.

“If you wouldn’t mind, I can drive you home and we can talk on the way, or—”

“Or, you can come up with me to my room,” you suggested.

Jay’s mouth was slightly open as he tried to process your words.

“I am staying here for the weekend. You don’t have to drive me anywhere,” you said with a smile, turning around to grab your bag. Your heart was beating a little too fast to your liking.

Jay tailed you and kept silent as you both waited for the elevator to open. Once it did, you entered and he followed behind you, waiting until the doors closed before he finally began to speak.

“I got an 8.5,” Jay said, looking down at the floor.

Your eyes widened. “Jay, that’s amazing!”

“I’m sorry,” he then said.

You were confused. “What?”

The elevator dinged and two people came inside. You decided to wait until you reached your floor to continue the conversation.

“I’ll explain once we’re inside, I promise,” Jay said as he matched your pace, walking beside you until you reach your door.

His face instantly switched from worried to wonder when he realized that you were walking all the way to the end of the hall.

“The event gave you a suite?” Jay asked, pure curiosity getting the best of him.

You could not help but chuckle. “No, I upgraded myself. Come in.”

As soon as you closed the door, you felt Jay pull your hand before he quickly trapped you between his body and the wall. You did not even have the time to be surprised because the next thing you knew his lips were latched onto yours, and your body betrayed you by reciprocating him and pulling him closer to you.

Jay quickly pulled away when he felt your fingers hooked on his belt. You licked your lips and let your eyes search for his.

“I’m sorry, I owe you an explanation,” Jay said, rubbing his hand on your waist. “I shouldn’t have lunged at you like this.”

You cleared your throat and fixed your hair, gently pushing him away from you before you made your way to the loveseat in the center of the room.

“Have a seat,” you replied, sitting on the sofa yourself and bringing your legs up to your chest.

Jay sat down and took his bag off, letting it fall to the floor as he let out a huge sigh.

“I don’t know where to start,” he confessed.

“Take your time,” you responded, stretching your arm and leaning your head on it. “Maybe start with why you didn’t reply to my texts?”

“I lost my phone,” Jay began. “Literally the night before the test. I had no time to get a new one, and I didn’t want to get distracted, so I just went on and took the test. Right after, though, my professor… that jackass…”

Your eyes widened at Jay’s frustrated insult, and you had to hold back a smile.

“It was just class after class, task after task, I really did not have the time or mental capacity to get back to you, and I don’t want you to think that I consider you as less of a priority, because I don’t, and I really tried to ask Heeseung for your number again, but it’s… you know what? These are excuses. I don’t want to give you excuses.”

You frowned but at the same time, an amused smile was slowly creeping up your face.

“I should have contacted you the minute I could, but I didn’t, and I let other stuff take up my time. That’s my mistake. I’m sorry.”

“Alright, apology accepted,” you said, tapping your fingers on the sofa.

Jay looked at you in confusion. “Really? That easy?”

You clicked your tongue and tilted your head. “That still does not explain why you kissed me a second ago, though.”

“Right,” Jay continued. He took a deep breath before he spoke again. “Right.”

You chuckled lightly and adjusted your position. “Why are you so nervous?”

“Because you’re so fucking gorgeous, and I have feelings for you but I’m not sure you have the same.”

You held a hand over your mouth in shock. “Jay,” you mumbled.

“You understood me wrongly,” he continued. “The day of our last meeting when I said I needed to remain focused. I was trying to confess to you.”

Your eyes were looking into his and you nodded once, telling him to continue.

“I really did not want you to think that I was taking advantage of you. I just grew to like you a lot, and you can’t even imagine how fucking relieved I was when you agreed to my proposal of rewards. Every single time I spent with you only deepened my feelings even more, and I…”

Jay paused to look at you, and you straightened your position.

“I’m doing it again, aren’t I? Rambling when I’m nervous?” Jay said, almost stuttering towards the end of his sentence.

You smiled to yourself before you pushed your body up. You made your way to his side and sat close beside him, touching your thigh with his.

“Well, let me tell you that I’m fucking relieved that you’re here to straighten things out,” you stated, resting a hand on his thigh. “Because guess what?”

You ended your question by inching your face closer to his.

“What?” He muttered under his breath.

“I have feelings for you, too.”

Jay sighed out of relief and smiled before he leaned in to kiss you, and as his hands found their place on your waist, you moved to straddle him. You were both in a familiar position, taking you back to the hours you would spend at his house, making out with him as a reward.

“Noona,” he spoke against your lips in between kisses. “When I said if I get more than 7.5, I was going to say I wanted to eat you out.”

You broke down laughing against his lips and you had to move your face to his neck so he wouldn’t choke on your breaths.

“You just had to interrupt me and say that you were going to treat me to lunch,” Jay continued before bringing your face back up and devouring your lips again. “You kind of owe me.”

You hummed against his lips and guided his hands to go underneath your shirt. He unhooked your bra with ease before moving his hands to cup both your breasts.

“God,” you muttered, grinding your hips harder against his crotch.

“Noona,” Jay breathed, moving his hand to unbutton your shirt. “Can’t you moan my name instead?”

“Oh, Jay,” you whispered, chuckling when you see him smile as your hands cupped his face. “You sweet little thing.”

Jay had managed to take both your bra and your shirt off in an instant, and you brought his head closer to your breasts so he could fondle them with his mouth. You moaned louder as he nibbled on your nipple, grinding faster against his hips and placing your hands firmly on his head.

“Why don’t I treat you to lunch now?” You proposed, tugging his hair and making him look up at you.

Jay nodded and you moved away from his lap, standing up and bringing him to his feet too. You started unbuttoning his shirt as you walked backwards, leading him towards the bed. He placed his hands firmly on your waist, letting you do your thing. Once the back of your legs hit the bed, you sat down and took off your panties and trousers in one go. Jay immediately kneeled in front of you.

“I still have your panties, Noona,” he said as you rested your legs comfortably on his shoulder.

“What do you do with it?” You asked, challenging him.

“I touch myself with it and imagine doing this to you.”

His lips brushed against your folds without warning, and you immediately fell back to the bed, lying down. He kissed your clit before running his tongue along your slit, and the warmth and wetness of his mouth drove you crazy. You began pulling on his hair, determined to get him even closer, and he reacted by hooking his arm around your thighs, humming as he lapped up your arousal.

“Jay,” you whimpered. “You’re doing so good.”

He began making loud wet noises deliberately, knowing how it would make you moan louder, and when you were squirming under his touch he inserted a finger, all the while toying with your clit using his tongue.

“Fuck!” You hissed, arching your back and lifting your ass from the bed. “Don’t stop, Jay, please.”

You pressed the ball of your foot against Jay’s back as he continued to eat you out, taking you to your first high of the night and cumming against his mouth. You were breathing loudly, panting so much like the air was sucked out of you. Jay squeezed your thigh before unlatching his lips, then he gently caressed your folds with his fingers, collecting the remains of your cum before licking them dry.

“Come here,” you begged, your hands reaching out for nothing until he moved and placed himself between your legs.

Jay leaned down and began kissing your jaw, and you took the liberty of unbuckling his belt and tugging his pants down as he devoured your neck. You felt the bulge underneath his boxers and almost froze at the contact.

“What’s wrong?” Jay asked, noticing how you stopped moving for a split second.

“You’re…” You tried your best to look down at his crotch. “You’re fucking huge.”

Jay was the one with a breathy chuckle now, amused at your reaction.

“That’s because it’s hard, and that’s because of you, Noona.”

“Fuck me, then,” you replied, bringing one hand to squeeze his biceps. “Literally, please.”

“Wait, let me just…”

Jay moved away from you to reach inside the pockets of his pants before kicking it off then he pulled his boxers off completely, and only then you realized he was holding a condom.

“That condom was in your pocket this whole time?” You asked in disbelief. “Were you expecting this to happen?”

“Noona,” Jay looked at you with a smirk. “You know how driven I am.”

“Oh my God,” you retorted, chuckling and covering your eyes with your arm. “Can’t believe I fell for it.”

Jay unwrapped the condom and slid it down his length with ease.

“Staying safe, are we?” You asked with a smile as you welcomed him back into your embrace.

“Well, I’m a med student, so…”

“Okay, enough, let’s just fuck.”

Jay kissed your face a couple more times until it got annoying because he was clearly stalling. You grabbed his face and he chuckled, biting his lower lip.

“You’re really pretty,” he confessed all of a sudden.

“And you’re hot as fuck, so can you just fuck me please?”

Jay nodded and kissed you with a smile, aligning his tip with your slit. “Take a deep breath,” he whispered.

You did as he said, and you were glad you did. Jay filled you up and once again you had underestimated your own predictions. Back when you were still just making out and straddling him, you only had a faint idea of his size, and he was wearing loose pants all the time, so it was not like you were able to tell easily. Your breath became shaky as you felt him bottom out, and he brought his hand up to caress your face.

“Tell me if it’s okay to move,” he whispered ever so gently before kissing your nose.

You opened your eyes and found him staring at you. You were breathing from your mouth, so he tilted his head to kiss your cheek softly. After that, you reached your hands under his arms, latched them on his shoulders, and then you nodded.

He pulled out of you and thrusted back in gently, and the force already had you gasping for air. Once he found a steady rhythm, you began matching his pace, thrusting your hips upwards and meeting him halfway. It was impossible to hold back your moans, and if you weren’t moaning you were whimpering, or breathing his name with every stroke he made.

“I’m close, Noona,” he spoke against your lips.

You nodded and ran your fingers through his hair. “Me too.”

Jay began increasing his pace, thrusting into you with a little more force. He looked down and placed a hand under your thigh, keeping your leg secure beside him. He then looked up at you to check if you were still okay. You licked your lips and pulled him into a kiss. His thrusts soon began to grow sloppy, and after he finally released his seed, your walls clenched around his shaft, letting him know that you had reached your high too.

You slowly try to catch your breath, and Jay kissed you once more before pulling out of you, careful not to make a mess. He took the condom off and tied it before quickly chucking it in the bin, and he made himself comfortable lying beside you. Your hand was looking a little lonely, so he took it and intertwined his fingers with yours.

The two of you sat in silence as both your chests heaved up and down. You turned your head to look at Jay and he was closing his eyes as if he was savoring the moment. You scooted closer to him, taking your hand away but letting him wrap you in his arms.

“So, what are we?” You asked in the most straightforward manner.

Jay’s heavy breaths turned into a chuckle, and soon after you were both just laughing like idiots madly in love.

-END-

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[fuckstheonott]

I Got My Eyes On You // T. Nott [Part 1]

Theodore Nott x girl!reader

!! ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE !!

Summary: Y/n Bones is part of one of the richest families in the wizarding world. She and Theodore grew up together, and for all these years, Nott watched her in silence, fascinated by every facet of her.

The two began a strange friendship after an incident and now, they meet frequently in the room of need.

“Hello, Nott" Y/n greets the boy from Slytherin "You’ve been coming here a lot lately"

The dark one goes in.

"It’s to make sure you’re still alive," Theodore replies, serene.

Y/n smiles.

“Come see what I found!”

And, of course, Theodore approaches.

The witch makes a grimace.

“By Salazar! What is this? Some kinda of muggle weaponry?”

The girl from Ravenclaw laughs.

“It’s called dry-er” She spells “Do you know what he does?”

“Does it dry things out?”

“It dries the moisture out of your hair! Isn’t that amazing?! It’s kind of noisy, but the technology is admirable. I mean, we can dry our hair with a swivel of the wand and the muggles invented an instrument that does it for them! They are really interesting little creatures"

Theodore laughs weakly.

Y/n blinks.

“You find literally anything amazing”

“And you have a limited brain, typical of a Slytherin” The youngest rolls her eyes.

“I like to explore, but I'm more into spells and potions, herbs, spices. Things that actually add something, because they are part of my reality”

Y/n looks at the brunette as if to say “Seriously?”

“That is, limited”

Theodore shrugs.

"Comes! I got more stuff!” And she pulls the Slytherin boy to the other corner of the room, without caring about personal space “Woow! Guess what it is!”

Nott looks at it strangely.

“This is definitely a weapon”

Y/n laughs.

“It’s a fan!” It spells “Speak! Fan!”

“Fan”

“Your Italian accent is really cute, so I’ll let that one slide”

Theodore rolls his eyes.

“And what does this thing do?”

“It refreshes the environment to alleviate the heat. See those propellers? They rotate counterclockwise and generate wind.”

Theodore blinks.

“Ok, this is cool”

“It is not?!!” She exclaims, exited.

For some inexplicable reason, Theodore likes being with the girl.

In a way, they grew up together. The brunette remembers that Y/n was always quirky. While the brothers ran up and down exploring the giant Bones mansion, Y/n spent time in the garden, looking for insects.

Theodore observed all his phases: The insect phase, the instrument phase, the color phase, the painting phase, the stars and aliens phase and marine animals...

Without the youngest noticing, Nott's eyes have always been on her.

He tried hard, condemned and fucked several girls... But it was no use, because the more Y/n grew, the more interesting and unique she became.

And beautiful.

Soon the others began to notice this fact, and Theodore wanted to smash the face of every boy who approached her with flowers or chocolate. To make matters worse, Y/n is a social virus, she smiles at everyone and is kind to the entire Hogwarts.

Finally, Theodore came to grips with her reality…

He would forever be an observer.

Until that day.

The day Y/n ran him over with a skateboard on summer vacation and they both broke their arms. She just burst into tears, but they weren't tears of pain, they were tears of guilt.

Somehow, after that moment, a strange and singularity friendship began between the two. They started to meet in the room of need and that was when Y/n introduced Nott to her new phase:

Explore Muggle Objects

“Why did you decide to be my friend after so long?” She asks suddenly, walking over to the sofa and throwing herself on it anyway “They say you’re not friends with girls, you only fuck them”

And suddenly, Bones sits down with everything.

“Merlim! Have you ever eaten Parkinson's ?!"

Theodore can’t stand it, laughing.

“Parkinson’s?! Do you swear? She’s not my type”

“Your type is blondes, from what Emma told me. That girl spends her whole day taking care of other people’s lives, there’s nothing she doesn’t know.”

“In fact, I like blondes… But she’s not my favorite type”

"And which one is it?" And Y/n blinks those little eyes, without malice in her question.

You – He wanted to respond.

"Next time we meet here, I'll tell you"

This is just something silly that I wrote, it's not good, but I still wanted to publish it because

I don't know, I thought it was cute? Who knows, maybe I'll continue

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[icarus-star]

omg literally charlie reacting to his crush wearing one of those small tees with silly little cunty phrases on em, like "I <3 pathetic men" or "massive tits small heart" shit like thatttt

literal legend | charlie walker <3

a/n: im so sorry this took a while for me to get out 😭 but ilovethisideasomuchomg. also, don't mind the title, something about those shirts remind me of ayesha erotica.. so it feels very much needed

18+ content ahead, pure and absolute filth!!please don't read unless your comfortable with that!!

so, one day he spotted you in the hallway walking to your next class (obviously he didn't say anything, he's to shy :3) and he saw your shirt, he read it to himself 'i ❤ pathetic men' he found it a lil weird, but didn't pay too close attention

until the next day, when you were wearing something different, he overheard you talking with kirby about something, and you referred to charlie as a so called 'pathetic man' and plenty of other terms along those lines

the next day, you wore a similar shirt 'i eat boys' that one.. scared him, he feared for his life /hj

he let the silly phrases marinate in his brain a little, then really thought about the shirts you had been wearing

bro probably masturbated to the thought of you calling him your pathetic bitch boy

now he... really wants to have sex with you :3

omg and maybe one day when your wearing one of those shirts (maybe i ❤ nerds 🤭) and your little group of people (not friends, Jills there/j, please don't kill me Jill stans) are all hanging out, maybe at kirbys house, just watching movies

you sit yourself down next to charlie, eyeing him up and down every second you get

he can feel you staring at him, and he kinda just freezes, trying his best to watch the movie

everyone goes off to do whatever, and you and charlie are just left alone together, he decided to ask you what those shirts mean (even though it's obvious)

so your just like 'i have this one because i do in fact, love nerds.'

and ya know.. charlie could be classified as a nerd, right?

a/n: im sorry if this one's bad, i very much rushed to get it done

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[g-xix]

oh my days did u hear about wilbur soot literally physically abusing shelby

YESYESYES I DID!!!

For the girlies that don't know: I was a minecraft girlie in 2021.

And Wilbur Soot was a big part of that MC phase. He was undeniably hot, but he was also quite open ab mental health stuffs + created quite a safe space for minorities whether that be the gay community, mental health talking space... That's all from the top of my head. In short - he's hot and an empath and ppl liked that ab him

He also kinda showed his "quirky loco character" in music vids or just in streams.

Kinda ironic he's now fulfilling the role that character he mockingly made, tho.

What did he do? Well, he was in a relationship w Shelby Shubble and his way of showing "affection" would be to bite her. Kinda understand biting as a way of showing love as long as it's not life threatening, painful, or in aggression... I mean, ChrisMD does that shit all the time to ArthurTV n it seems more endearing than to really do any bads.

Thing is, Wilbur would end up hurting Shelby. Aaaand so Wil said 'hey let's make a safeword for u 2 say when it hurts so that ik and can stop so i don't harm u'.... but when Shelby used that safeword, broski wuld either grind down or go a lil bit harder b4 letting go.

And Shelby's described it as she would oftentimes scream/yell bc it was so hard, and he'd 'smile' afterwards which is mad psycho (term used loosely) imo. Because also, he'd do ts in public??? Yk, with his friendship group around him n Shelby, the lovely jovely couple? Straight out weird negl.

So, there's context.

Lots of varying opinions online which i would soooo love to get into...

BUT DISCLAIMER BEFORE I DO: Realistically, this is abuse, and thus it is a crime. I've talked about this on my page before - cancel culture can be unecessary in minor incidences, and cancel culture can be not-enough in instances whereby people have simply done illegal things.

This is one of those illegal things. So, whilst I do chat about this light-heartedly or for entertainment, gossip-y purposes - do realise that this is a real life problem that has has major issues in many peoples' lives.

Now, continuing with the juicy waffley discussions that ppl like hearing:

So firstly, some of the Twitter memes are fucking hilarious. I do love that under Wilbur's Twitter apology, loads of MCYTers have joined to clown his goofy ahh. And all those memes saying that Bill smelled such a shit apology he returned to twitter after years + the DSMP are like Avengers in Infinity War returning to all fight enemy No1 WILBUR...

But that being said, DREAM REPLYING TOO????

I spoke ab Dream being a groomer around Christmas time + heard loads of ppl out on vouching for Dream or calling him disgusting, dahdahdah... But the fact that sm ppl are turning around and praising Dream for calling out Wilbur's goofiness is acc MAAAD.

Why's everyone forgotten Dream is j as goofy? And an alleged groomer? And just plain? Not even plain something, brodie is just the plainest mf i've ever seen. Ever since he face revealed, his personality j evaporated on out of his body (anyone feel this asw?)

But no, ppl who are now agreeing w Dream to combat Wilbur as if Dream hasn't also committed what is debateably a crime (ik he 'cleared up the rumours' but it's v hard to fight of groomer allegations when you let them sit and marinate for approx 6 months) is fucking WILD shit to me.

Secondly, people are analysing loads of Wilbur's other prev actions too and saying these should've been red flags to Wilbur being an a-hole before we even heard Shubble's solid proof.

And some of these clips of evidence (e.g. Niki saying Wil bites her + threw her, Tommy getting his hand stomped, throwing apple at Techno) feel very valid.

But other bits I do wonder - are they just being over analysed? Yk, like with the clip of Wil shouting at Tommy for streaming + stealing his wallet, i was super sure that was staged as is (j had it confirmed now by the Twitter community note asw lol) and also, whilst Wil's shouting does feel extreme and hurtful from a viewer pov... Having a wallet stolen, place of work broken in to, litr knowing the place where you work to make all income could be taken away from u bc a friend thought it funny to break in n loudly + rowdily stream... i gotta say that some form of anger or upset is valid there. And this isn't to validate Wilbur's assholery, this is just to point out that whilst ppl are throwing clips into the fire and saying "this is more proof Wil was a bad person from the start" - do try see other interpretations of it and form your own line of reasoning - yk - "is this a valid point or is this someone using the drama to get some extra likes and attention to boost their account" (because believe me, ppl would - if ppl would use Techno's death to get more channel views and interactions - ppl would also most definitely use abuse as a means to engage more ppl).

Aaaaaand let's talk about the little Lovejoy band. Ngl i fucken loved their stuff, quite sad to see it go down the drain because 3/4 of them are public targets, now.

So ik we hate Wil for being an abuser. And I've seen that ppl dislike Mark bc he supported Maccies (what did he do fr tho bc i have no clue - did he j eat a McDonalds or what?) And we hate Ash Kabosu for saying it's bad to make fun of those deaths on the submarine...

Controversial opinion but I don't blame Ash allat much??? Now imma explain myself - but pls understand that i don't knoe 100% ab the situation, im v detached from the MCYT sphere of the online community.

But hear me out.

I'm a big believer in cherishing life, life is v important, life is a blessing.... Not from a rly religious pov, moreso in a spiritual way. Because if we only get one life, fuck, it's pretty damn precious. And whilst all those Oceangate memes were haha heehee funny watches, at the end of the day, people did die. And I do find that quite sad.

People say it's fine to laugh and make fun of those who were in there and died bc they were just billionaires who went down there for their own personal entertainment.

Just because they're billionaires doesn't make them any less human than us? Sure, they have a lot more money and are probably a lot more detached from working class issues which the majority of the population faces... But their drowning will have hurt and caused just as much pain to them as it would to us if we were in their situation. And my god, I can't even begin to think about the pain their families must have felt.

Those deaths were a fucking tragedy, realistically - and maybe i'm 'overreacting' here - but c'mon, empathy is literally encoded into our DNA as humans, surely I'm not the only one that can see the heartlessness in just laughing and memeing those deaths?

So Ash Kabosu haterism I don't fully understand, is the conclusion of that sub-rant.

And then I think this is the final little bit I'll discuss considering this is a loooong post:

James Marriott.

Jimbo Mazza, Jimbatron, James Marriott.

Lowkey my big flex, I've been a fan of him since 2020, and I got into his hater-commentary content initially. And ngl, when he transitioned to Minecraft? It was so fkn obvious he was trying to tailor to the MCYT audience to get their approval and entrance into the MCYT community, it made me absolutely cringe - and the blindness of everybody to that fact was insane to me.

Like, he was literally beegggging to be added to SMPs, he'd try and portray this "uncontrollable, quirky" character and would be so "unhinged" that everyone would love him... But ngl, that shit was literal brainrot, and he had you guys (me included tbf, bc i'd watch - just cringing whilst watching) ROTTING your brains with spamming the chat w allat bs that u do on Twitch

Nowadays, I like James tho. I feel like he feels ingrained enough within the community to branch out and not have to play up to the disturbing, disgusting cringefest - and so now he's funnier and having a better time streaming.

I mean, he looks absolutely great too - his tours have him confidence-boosted (rightfully so), because he's in great shape, like, he's genuinely lost noticable fat and put on muscle which has him looking trim as ever - he's grown his hair out into a flattering mullet - Shit, i believe looksmaxxing is the boy-equivalent of the makeup industry profiting off of womens' insecurity....

But the Jimbatron has absolutely looksmaxxed for the best.

That being said however, people saying "I OFFER JIMBO AS A REPLACEMENT FOR WILBUR!!" are fucking weirdos (respectfully but also kinda not)

Bro has just abused people and you're mourning the loss of a content creator and oh no - your favourite band - so you're trying to serve up replacements like a fucking chef that's ran out of a specific ingredient??????????

Yeah, James is less problematic and has 2x the personality Wilbur has- BUT WHY DOES IT TAKE WILBUR COMING OUT AS A FKN ABUSER FOR PPL TO START PROMOTING JAMES????

This is like that whole thing whereby ppl put other girls down to point out to success or beauty of other girls: it takes everyone noticing how bad Wilbur is, to point out the goodness of James.

James litr banned people who wouldn't stfu about Wilbur in his chat in early streams, bc he was sick of ppl following him for Wilbur and who just wanted to talk about Wilbur on James' platform.... I don't think James rly wants to share an identity, or have his platform built from being against Wilbur.

Not proof read this post fully. But take-aways from this: -Yeah Dream is cooking Wilbur on Twitter but don't forget he's an alleged groomer + is deffo using this as a way to get back into the audience's "good books" -RIP Lovejoy but some1 explain what Mark did fully + why ppl think Ash is so abominable for showing empathy to ppl dying -Rmbr that this is acc a serious crime, don't downplay ts -Stop fucking promoting James Marriott thru Wilbur's downfall, it rly discredits James' authenticity and original building of a community -So proud to say that after a few months of getting into MCYT stuff i felt as though Wilbur was icky + just plainout didn't like him/got odd vibes -And lol, acc so jarring how Wil reminds me of this guy in my yr - complete mummy's boy, underestimates and belittles women bc his mum handed everything to him on a plate n so he doesn't empathise w them but rather expects the world from them whilst simultaneously treating them like shit, 'radical', extremely 'woke' about modern situations but is so stubborn and refuses to see two sides of a picture.... Tbh I might j hate the guy in my yr and be projecting that onto Wil

Btw, feel free to argue w me in my inbox ab this but whilst i was quite critical - pls do not be mean to me or criticise me that harshly - if im talking to some1 one on one, i won't be this mean

(ALSO ANON, SORRY BC I WAS QUITE RUDE IN THIS REPLY BC I LOWKEY FORGOT I WAS REPLYING TO U, I WAS IN MY OWN HEAD AB WAFFLING AB SHELBY N WILL, LY AND TY FOR ASKING AB IT THO BC I DEFFO NEEDED TO WAFFLE AB IT SOMEWHERE)

#WAFFLE!! #tw abuse #wilbur soot #dream smp #youtube #shubble #shelby #tommyinnit #niki nihachu #dream #ash kabosu #lovejoy #mark boardman #dreamwastaken #mcyt #arthurtv #chrismd #twitch #minecraft community #twitter #sbi #technoblade

[peachy-dove]

Sakazuki Akainu X Chubby!GN!Reader Headcanons sfw/Nsfw

CW: MDNI 18+ Content, Daddy kink, Akainu, tbh this is completely self indulgent I just need more Akainu content.

(Tumblr completely ate half of this post I’ve had to come back and fix stuff so if it seems like I added some stuff I did)

SFW:

→ Akainu has always been quite the stern and hard man, not much cracks him to show more than just two general emotions but something about you just does it for him

→ For him you’re just the sweetest thing he’s ever laid eyes on and you’re just so enticing to him

→ For him I think you’d have to either be a civilian or part of the WG or part of the Marines for him to fall for you, his sense of justice just wouldn’t allow for anything else.

→ He doesn’t always get a lot of time for himself but he enjoys your presence even when he’s busy, just sitting near him while he sits at his desk getting work done is good enough for him

→ I feel like his love languages are Quality time and acts of service more than anything

→ He enjoys talking walks with you and even decided on a vacation for you both to a cabin in the woods so that he could take a hiking trip with you! Just the two of you in nature enjoying the quiet and being near each other it’s when he’s the most relaxed.

→ He does not relax often, he's always tense as hell, please give this man a break.

→ kiss his forehead and rub his shoulders and he’s putty in your hands, he’ll become the softest man in the world with you. He’ll lean into your touch sighing and gasping at the soft kisses you left along his collar bone.Akainu will pull you into his lap and nuzzle into your hair as he feels the weight of the day come off his shoulders

→ Sakazuki will rub his hands up and down your sides squeezing and pinching where he can, he absolutely loves your body. Anyone says a thing and they will not live to see tomorrow.

→ he’s a sucker for your hips and how he can grab and squeeze

→ Date nights are once a month, he loves to see you dressed up. It makes him slightly blush anytime you put on nice clothes. He just adores you more than usual. Like I said he just can’t get enough of you, you mesmerize him.

→ He loves your kisses he won’t admit it but your kisses make him melt and heat up inside more than his devil fruit (so cheesy ik)

→ he’s the type when he’s home to wake up at 6am no matter the occasion- it will take a lot to get him to sleep in, or he would have to have had a really bad week.

→ teasing him with Kizaru is your usual pass time and as much as he says he hates it.. He doesn’t don’t stop, he gets pouty.

→ Gets jealous very easy

→ He WILL give the silent treatment, he's extremely petty so he needs lots of reassurance, if it’s a lower rank marine guaranteed they are either demoted or gonna be pushed around by him forever.

→ I like to think he’s a gift giver too, especially as an apology because he’s not good with words.

NSFW:

→ Very much a dom/top. I can see him letting you top him every now and again but never too often.

→ very much loves receiving head more than giving, will have you cockwarm him with your mouth under his desk. He loves the little gags you make when he bucks his hips into your throat :3

-when he goes dow on you it’s literal heaven, I would like to think he’s very skilled at giving head, his tongue work is amazing and isn’t afraid to get messy

-adores when he goes down on you and your tummy/fupa is resting on his forehead <3

- Sakazuki is rough, everything about him is rough and hard, but he makes up for it with the foreplay, he starts out soft fingering your hole slowly stretching you out to fit his girthy cock, spitting on your hole and pinching your nipples and leaving marks along your neck

-Loves it when you ride him, he gets to see you in all of your glory, not an inch of you hidden from him as he watches you bounce and his dick disappear in and out of your soaked and stretched hole

-Loves when you’re in missionary and your thick warm thighs wrap around his body and bring him closer to you and pushing his cock deeper

- King of back shots don’t @ me, I know this man can deliver some leg quivering strokes that will have you begging for more. Almost cums immediately when he sees and feels the way your ass claps back on his dick. It makes him try to fuck you deeper and hit that spot to make you go dumb >:3

→ he believes in deep and long strokes that make your legs give and you can feel him in your tummy

→ you can’t convince me he doesn’t have a daddy kink i will die on this hill.

→ isn’t against toys but don’t expect him to bring them in all the time, he’s not against using them on himself as well. I can see him liking vibrators and/or vibrating cock rings.

→ sit on his face sit on his face sit on his face sit on his face sit on his face sit on hi-

Overall this man needs you to sit on his face and he adores tf outta you I have so many more Akainu and other one piece character thoughts plz request stuff in my inbox i will give more!

#akainu sakazuki #sakazuki akainu x reader #One Piece headcanons #one piece smut #one piece x reader #one piece x chubby reader #akainu <3 #Peachh thots 💗🍑 #one piece #one piece admirals #x reader

[everlasting-rainfall]

ok but imagine Shanks and Benn poly relationship where both of them are trying to court the reader ?

Could be a normal au , a new au or an au that follows the pages where the protagonist and his right hand man fall for love interest , both of them end up looking for the reader hoping to make the ending a reality 💍🛌~

love to see what u come up with XD

Ok so because you said that it could be a new AU, I’m gonna surprise all of you with something that I don’t play around with much but I do play around with occasionally in my head. It doesn’t really have a name but I guess you could call it One Piece Crossing.

Basically it’s One Piece mixed with Animal Crossing like imagine picking up a knockoff Animal Crossing game where you get to interact with One Piece characters (whether or not they’re anthropomorphic animals can change).

This AU typically acts like a normal Animal Crossing game just with added features like more in depth relationships and a more unwholesome environment but you’ll see what I mean when I talk more about this.

Let’s get into it!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT FOR ANY REASON

-Potential Trigger Warnings-

Noncon, Forced Pregnancy, Childbirth, Threats, Sentient Video Games, Stalking

-Potential Trigger Warnings-

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT FOR ANY REASON

So imagine that you bought this game and it’s almost just like Animal Crossing except with Pirates, Marines, and shit like you assumed it was a rom hack and it was pretty fun to play so you kept playing it everyday with your little customized character

You even got to choose your starting villagers and after a while of hitting Random, you got two villagers that you were happy with known as Shanks and Benn. You picked your starting area and the game started

The game played exactly like how you would expect it to with a tutorial that told you what you needed to know but when you went to your house, you found that there was a phone in your characters room that when you picked it up. You were taken to a settings menu

One of the options was called Immersive Interactions and you thought it would be neat to be immersed in this game so you turned it on and turned the game off for the night after saving by putting your character to bed

You weren’t able to pick it up for a while after that but when you did, your character woke up to a new villager checking on you while you were asleep. Their name was Hongo and they were happy you were alright as you had been asleep for days on end

It was a little surprising but when you left your house after a quick checkup from Hongo, you found that outside the Immersive Interactions were really good at making characters more interactive as they acted more like people instead of characters

Shanks or Benn would constantly be coming over to hang out with you like you were fishing at one point and Shanks came over to sit by you with little text bubbles popping up as he talked to you and made conversation about all sorts of things even eventually getting up to lend you a hand when you caught something big

You were even in the middle of redecorating your in game house at one point when Benn showed up and helped your character pull an object to the other side of the room before practically demanding that you take it easy and let him take care of things and surprisingly it wasn’t irritating trying to tell him where to move things

The two of them would show up practically anywhere in the game where your character was like if you went shopping whether it be for clothes or for items then one of them would walk in, Benn even critiqued the quality of the axe that you planned on buying one day

Eventually other people started moving into the town like Lucky Roux or Yassop and Banchina. They were friendly but they never acted anything like Shanks or Benn did, the most that they did was hang around when you were talking to a random traveling character

But hey, it was better than Shanks and Benn’s reactions to you talking to a traveling character as they would literally insert themselves into the conversation and almost seem very hostile if not jealous of the character that you were speaking to usually causing you to end the conversation prematurely

You even passed by Benn and Shanks having a conversation a few times but before you could see what they were talking about by entering the conversation, they would always end it as soon as they noticed you or turn out to be talking about something that really didn’t suit their actions

Eventually you managed to connect with someone else who had the game, a friend of yours who had actual Animal Crossing managed to hook up to your game and visit you which turned out to be a huge mistake

If you thought that Shanks and Benn were hostile with traveling characters then you haven’t seen shit as neither would leave the two of you alone, they would constantly be trying to pull you into conversations about “Oh? Who’s that?” or the most random of shit when trying to request your help with things didn’t work

Plus your friend told you that your villagers were constantly getting in their way even with Shanks going so far as to seemingly trip them but eventually your friend just straight up left your town like high tailed it

You tried to ask them what was wrong but they refused to elaborate or even speak to you for long periods of time and you had no clue what was wrong as even trying to ask your villagers questions, they wouldn’t answer and simply said that they thought your friend was weird

As the year in the game progressed, you went through multiple different holidays and events that were all pretty fun with Halloween being your favorite as all the characters dressed up in their own fun outfits but Christmas was a bit strange as Shanks almost seemed to be trying to get your character drunk

Eventually New Years came around and there was a big celebration for it in the town square, it was a ton of fun as all of your villagers hung around and had tons of fun until there were mere seconds left on the countdown to the New Year

Once it was the New Year, you had your character set off some party poppers only to notice that Benn was coming directly towards your character and as soon as he was close enough a cutscene started

Suddenly things were much more detailed as Benn pulled your character close and kissed them deeply in a very detailed scene, you were in shock and it only grew when Shanks came up behind you and began to bite on your characters neck

The sounds of kissing were prominent as they came through your speakers but not only that, you could hear some cheering and whistling coming through the speaker as well, you could only stare at the screen though as eventually Benn pulled back with a string of saliva between your character and him

“I love you so much, stay with us forever… Never leave…”

“I’m with Benn, you should stay here forever… Forever with us… We make you so happy after all, don’t we? Why would you wanna leave?”

The cutscene finally ended and you were returned to normal gameplay, a text box popped up telling you that your character had entered a relationship with Benn and Shanks. It was a little weird to you as you didn’t even know that you could do that and you should have at least had an option to decline but regardless you kept playing

Continuing on with the game after entering a relationship with them made things a bit odd as the game made your bed bigger and had it so that the two characters moved in with you which wasn’t too bad as they wouldn’t change much in your house

However they did usually stop your character and your character eat breakfast with them before leaving which usually sparked a conversation at the table with them

You also gained a new option for interaction with them which was kiss which would usually result in a rather passionate scene although you also noticed that when you had your character go to bed to save while one of them was in bed then there was an option for “Spend some time with Benn/Shanks” below Save the Game

You selected it out of curiosity once only for the screen to fade to black only for it to fade back on a rather graphic scene that made your eyes go wide and your jaw drop, the scene was of your character on all fours being pounded from behind by Shanks as they had their mouth fucked by Benn

Loud moaning came through your speakers along with the clear sounds of sex like a creaking headboard and loud wet slaps, it was graphic and detailed but what truly caused you to pull yourself away was when you started imagining that was you

You swore that you could practically feel them pounding your holes and you almost let out a moan but you came back to reality and after hearing Shanks moan out your name, not your characters name but your name and how you felt so good. You shut the game off without saving

Attempting to just forget about the game and continue on with your life didn’t work as the scene remained ingrained in your head no matter how hard you tried

You got such an urge to play the game again that you even tried to throw the game away but you couldn’t as it wouldn’t come out of the console

Eventually you couldn’t resist anymore, you picked up the console one late night and decided to play one last time but as soon as you turned it on. The game glitched and you found yourself in a waking nightmare after a bright flash of light

You were inside of your characters house laying on the bed, Shanks and Benn weren’t currently home which was nice but you attempted to pinch yourself awake hoping it was only a nightmare but it didn’t work and you soon heard the front door open

They were home and you had a feeling of dread, you tried to pretend to be asleep but it didn’t work as you were found out almost immediately

Both of them were overjoyed to see you up as you had been gone for so long and based on the way that things looked, you wouldn’t be able to leave them ever again as you weren’t beyond the screen anymore. You were in the game with them forever

An attempt to escape didn’t do anything as they caught you and told you that you were here to stay forever and seeing as their last attempt to enjoy some alone time with you got interrupted, they figured that they could enjoy some right now

Maybe expand the town just a little bit if you knew what they meant by that

Trying to fight was no use as your clothes were quickly pulled off and they began to prep you as they talked about how they’ve been trying to get you to love them ever since you had started playing the game and turned on Immersive Interactions

They simply couldn’t take their eyes off of you and they wanted to stay with you forever but seeing as they couldn’t enter the real world, they would have to hope that you could be brought to them

And sure enough, here you were now. You were here and never leaving and as they made passionate love to you all night long, you prayed that this was just a nightmare and hoped to god that you would wake up soon

As the months rolled by and your belly began to grow with a life inside of it, you still had hope that you would wake up and that everything would be ok

When your water broke while you were visiting with Yassop and Banchina, you still had hope that you would wake up very soon

But when you sat on a bed with Shanks holding your hand and encouraging you as Benn held your other hand and helped instruct you when to push. You officially lost all hope

And watching as your newborn daughter, Uta blissfully nursed from you without a care in the world as your husbands celebrated that you were a family

You knew that you were going to be here forever

#the rain talks back #yandere #yandere one piece #reader insert #read the trigger warnings #yandere smut #minors dni #minor dni #yandere male #yandere shanks #yandere benn beckman #One piece crossing AU

[topguncortez]

Coughs and Cuddles - B.Floyd 

pairing: Robert 'Bob' Floyd x Female!Reader genre: tooth rotting fluff Warnings: Fevers, cough, sickness, Bob Floyd is a cute ass motherfucker and needs to be treated as such word count: 900 Note: I can literally feel the pneumonia marinating in my lungs, and so I present Nurse Bob:)

Bob knew you better than you knew yourself sometimes. He knew when you were hungry, when you were tired, when your cycle was about to start, and when you were getting sick. You hated being sick. The fever, the chills, the constant hacking up a lung. Not to mention, if you were really sick, you had to take a day or two off of work. Flying while you were sick was a thousand times worse than flying normally. The pressure in your head felt like a knife being driven into your skull over and over. So when Bob heard that first sneeze, he knew that you were going to be in bed sick tomorrow morning. 

And he was right. You woke up drenched in sweat, and calling out his name. Bob had already called Maverick that morning to tell him that neither one of you was coming in. He had stocked up the night before, leaving work early to go to the store. He was down in the kitchen making you tea with honey when he heard the pitiful sound of your voice. His heart broke on sight as he finished setting up the tray with everything. 

“I’m right here,” Bob said, gently pushing the door open. 

“I don’t feel good,” You said and Bob nodded. He set the tray down on the bedside table. 

“Can you sit up?” He asked and you nodded weakly. Bob helped you sit up, and then fluffed the pillows behind you. He then placed the back of his hand on your forehead, and frowned. Double checking, he grabbed the thermometer on the tray, “Under the tongue, honey.” You opened your mouth and he stuck the thermometer in. 

“Ya know this isn’t the most-” Your words ceased as Bob grabbed another thermometer, this one was one that was placed on your forehead. He smiled at you as he waited for them to go off. When they went off, Bob looked at them both and frowned. 

“102.4, a fever,” Bob said, “Like I thought. What else is wrong?” 

“My tummy,” You muttered. 

“I got you some buttered toast, tea, ginger ale, and saltines. Eat the toast first, and then I can give you some tylenol-” 

“I can’t-” 

“It’s the gel capsules,” You hummed and Bob leaned down to kiss your forehead, “You lay here,” He grabbed the remote from the middle of the blankets, “And watch the Bachelor, while I go do laundry.” 

“Bob, that mountain has been growing for like a month,” You guys had been so busy with work lately that the last thing you guys had time to do was laundry. The clean clothes basket had been overflowing for weeks. 

“It’s fine. Eat first, tylenol, oh and here,” He grabbed the cool washcloth that was also folded on the tray. You leaned forward a bit and put it around your neck, “Help cool your temp and break the fever. Call if you need anything, I love you.” He pecked your lips before heading out of the room. Bob knew that when you were sick that you didn’t like people to dote on you hand and foot. You were thankful that he let you have your space, and shifted a bit to get more comfortable and turned the TV on. 

You must’ve dozed off at sometime cause the next time you woke, it was to Bob rubbing your back. Your eyes fluttered open, looking to see the panic in Bob’s eyes. Bob caressed your cheek as you took a deep breath, which resulted in a fit of coughing. He helped you sit up a bit, clearing your airway. He rubbed your back gently as you doubled over from coughing. 

“What’s wrong?” Your voice was hoarse as you spoke. 

“You started whimpering and shaking. I could hear you down the hall in the office,” Bob said, and then checked your forehead, “I think it was your fever breaking. Kind of scared me.” You frowned at that, seeing his big blue puppy dog eyes. 

“I’m sorry.” 

“Oh no, honey, don’t apologize. I’m sorry for not checking you more often. I came in like two hours ago and you were fast asleep. Looked kinda cute, so I went to work so you could sleep more. How are you feeling?” 

“Slightly better,” You admitted, “But I think I do need something?” 

“What is it?” Bob looked around, “Water? Shoot, I didn’t get you any water, I’ll go-” You grabbed his hand to stop him from running to the kitchen to get you water. 

“I need a bubble bath,” You said, and watched as a smile broke across Bob’s face, “Followed by cuddles. Doctors orders.” 

“The doctor, huh?” Bob smiled and leaned down to kiss your forehead, “You sit tight, pretty girl, I’ll go get it started. Lavender or Rose Petal soap?” 

“Mmm, lavender.” 

“Sure thing. Don’t you move an inch, I’ll come get you when it’s ready,” He pointed at you, and you gave him a mock salute. Bob chuckled as he walked towards the bathroom. You sighed and flopped back down on the pillows. You looked up at the ceiling as you listened to the water being turned on. 

“Yeah. . . I’m gonna marry him,” You said aloud.

"What was that babe?!" Bob yelled from the bathroom.

"Nothing!"

#top gun #top gun fan fic #top gun fan fiction #top gun imagine #top gun maverick #top gun maverick fan fic #top gun maverick fan fiction #top gun maverick imagine #bob floyd #bob floyd fan fic #bob floyd fan fiction #bob floyd imagine #bob floyd x reader #bob floyd x y/n #bob floyd x you

[ohmyamor]

Zoro!Mingi

inspired by the live action one piece netflix recently did...

I've never watched the anime and I know absolutely nothing about the lore, I'm literally just going based off my obsession with mackenyu and mingi so please bear with me

thinking about Mingi as Zoro...

hear me out

pink haired, buzzcut Ming??

just green instead

iconic if I do say so

anyway

you live a simple life on a little, fairly unknown island in the East Blue

of course, you're well aware of pirates, it's impossible to live here and NOT have any exposure to them

or their drama

but nonetheless, you stay out of it

you wake up in the morning in your humble little home and go to and from work at the bar

which isn't even really a bar

more like a hang out spot for people who happen to pass by

at most, the bar has like, 10 customers, but even then, they never get too rowdy

it's a simple life, but you're grateful for the peace and quiet

and the stability

so when you wake up one fine morning, you really don't expect anything to be different today

after all, you've lived here for years, and as mundane as it sounds, every day has been the same, day in and day out

you do your morning routine, splashing some water on your face and making yourself a simple breakfast, some lightly toasted bread with butter

and a small glass of milk

you were craving some coffee, but your stash was running a little low and you were not in the mood to go to the market anytime soon to stock up

so, after getting ready and eating your breakfast, you grab your small satchel and leave the house, heading to work

you wave hello to your boss and your other coworker as you walk in, being greeted back enthusiastically by the latter

after putting on your frayed apron and tying your hair up, you walk back out and began helping your coworker wipe down some of the tables

it was a quiet day, only two lone patrons in the entire building

eventually, your boss had disappeared to some unknown area

(probably to flirt with the owner from the store next door, but that's none of your business)

you had sent your coworker on her break, despite her insistence on staying to help you out

"Unless a band of pirates or the marines show up requesting an absurd amount of liquor, I think I'll be just fine managing the two people here" you said

taking a glance at the older man who was passed out on the table with multiple bottles of beer surrounding him, you continued

"and I don't think he'll be much of a problem anyways"

sighing, your coworker relented and thanked you, taking off her apron and disappearing into the back

the sound of the wooden beads that acted as a curtain clinking together brought you out of your thoughts

"welcome in!" you called out, bending down to grab the rag you had dropped before standing back up

the first thing you noticed about the man was just how big he was

he was tall and incredibly well-proportioned

his shoulders were wide and you could easily see the muscles in his arms thanks to the almost-too-small shirt he wore

wrapped around his tiny waist was a black cloth, and hanging from there were sheaths that carried not one, but three swords

quirking a brow, you allowed your gaze to creep up the man's body and towards his face

his hair was cut short, but it was also incredibly green

he had three earrings hanging from his left ear that swayed with every shift of the man's head

the man's face was beautiful, in a somewhat terrifying way

he had plump lips and a strong, straight nose

he had high cheekbones that could probably cut through glass and his eyes were perhaps the most beautiful, yet most intimidating things you had ever seen in your life

you watched as his eyes carefully scanned the room before spotting your figure

slowly, the man made his way to the corner of the bar and pulled out the seat before sitting down

he let out a loud sigh through his nose and looked over at you

"Three beers please"

his voice was so deep, deeper than the ocean surrounding your little island

"Coming right up" you turned around, grateful for an excuse to do something so you wouldn't get caught ogling

quickly grabbing three bottles from the cooler, you popped them open before placing them in front of the man

you sent him a small smile "Let me know if I can get you anything else"

he nodded in thanks before grabbing the first bottle and tossing it back

turning back around, you busied yourself with wiping down the back of the counter, sending occasional glances towards the green-haired man

a few minutes passed of you sneaking glances towards the man before you were startled by the loud sounds of yelling

looking up, you noticed a group of men, pirates, who had entered the bar

they were loud and rowdy, everything a pirate typically was, and you internally sighed

here we go

the pirates walked up to the counter and obnoxiously sat themselves down, ignoring the loud scraping of the chairs from how aggressively they had pulled them out

one of the men eyed you standing there and beckoned you over with a wave of his hand

grimacing, you placed a fake smile on your face and walked over

"what can I help y'all with?"

you could feel the eyes of the pirates moving up and down your body and resisted the urge to shiver

"get us the hardest liquor you have, in bulk, sweet thing"

you internally rolled your eyes, sending the man a curt nod

"coming right up"

-

an hour had passed since the green-haired man and the group of pirates had walked in

your coworker had since come back from her break, and, feeling bad for the poor girl's terrified looks toward the pirates, offered to take care of them while she attended to any of the other patrons

that unfortunately included the man with the swords who had first caught your eye, but you shrugged it off

he seemed to keep to himself, so you figured you could still admire him from afar

meanwhile, the group of pirates you had offered to take care of were slowly testing your patience

ignoring the copious amounts of alcohol they were consuming (you're pretty sure they were about to drink your work dry), they had become increasingly disruptive

the majority of the group were all incredibly drunk, shouting and yelling at anyone who supposedly looked at them wrong and breaking glasses and chairs, practically anything they touched

they had even begun to shout at you whenever they wanted more alcohol

while, to a certain extent, you were used to this, it doesn't mean it didn't get on your nerves

"GIRL!" a loud shout sounded out throughout the room

you sighed, turning around

"get us more alcohol now!" one of the men slurred

he could barely sit up straight and was leaning most of his body weight onto the passed out man next to him

"I'm sorry sir, but I'm afraid I can't give you anymore," you sent him a strained smile

the man's face dropped and a scowl appeared on his face

"what do you mean? You bitch, you're probably keeping it from us!"

his face turned red in anger and he slammed his hand onto the counter

you barely flinched, staring the man down

"Sorry sir, but you and your crew are being too disruptive so I'm not allowed to give you any more drinks today"

turning around, you were about to begin washing some of the other cups when the feeling of something flying past your ear stopped you

something shattered on the wall right next to your head

the gasp of your coworker seemed to echo throughout the otherwise quiet bar

freezing, you glanced down at the floor only to see the remains of a glass cup

"If you don't want that cup to be aimed at your head, you'll bring us more drinks," the man shouted

you turned around angrily

"get out of my bar," you looked at the man in his eyes

he let out a sarcastic laugh

"I'm not listening to some stupid little girl," he snarled

"I'm not going to tell you again, get out of my bar or I have no problem making sure you and your crew will never be allowed to dock at this island ever again"

Can I actually do that? No. But he doesn't need to know that, you thought, secretly praying he wouldn't realize you were bluffing

the man snarled and within a split second, he was lunging across the counter with his arms outreached, attempting to grab you by the throat

you flinched, throwing your arms up in an attempt to protect yourself as much as physically possible from the angry pirate

but hands never came

opening your eyes, you blinked down at the floor before carefully looking up past your forearms

you saw the pirate who had lunged at you frozen with one leg on top of the counter and two hands outstretched

his eyes were wide and they looked downwards

following his eyesight, you couldn't help but gape at the long blade that was being held mere centimeters away from the man's throat

you followed the blade up its hilt and up the arm that was holding it only to find at the end, the green-haired man

he wasn't even looking at the pirate, sitting almost casually at the counter with his other arm preoccupied holding his beer

throwing the last remaining liquid down his throat, the man wiped his mouth before throwing a sideways glance at the pirate whom he still held his blade against his throat

"I think the lady asked you to get out of her bar."

the man's voice was even deeper, if possible

almost as if his voice broke whatever trance the entire bar seemed to be in, all hell broke loose the second those words left the green-haired man's mouth

the other pirates all but growled, immediately yanking out their own swords and charging towards the man

who still sat completely unfazed

"hey!-"

before you could even say anything, the green-haired man was up and had one of his swords drawn

almost as if he was fighting against children, the man was able to completely knock out every single pirate who had charged at him within seconds

you stood behind the counter, staring at him in awe

he didn't even look like he was sweating

the man stood with his sword drawn and pointed at the pirate who had initially lunged at you, head faced downwards

slowly, he looked up and cocked a brow at the pirate

"your move"

the pirate scowled and, grabbing his hat from where it lay on the bar, walked out of the room yelling profanities

and leaving his passed out crew behind

gaping, you watched as the man gracefully sheathed his sword and slowly sat back down in his original seat

you stared at him for a few seconds before grabbing something from beside you and walking over to where the man sat

you placed another beer on the counter and slowly slid it toward him

he glanced at the beer and then up at you

"A thank you," you started, "for stopping that man from trying to kill me."

the man nodded and wordlessly grabbed the bottle, taking a long sip

" I hate pirates like that," he spoke lowly

you nodded

"part of the job unfortunately," you shrugged

the man hummed

it was silent for a few seconds

"what's your name?" you asked curiously

the man glanced up at you through his eyelashes

bringing the beer to his mouth, he spoke over the rim of the bottle

"Mingi."

you nodded

"Mingi.." you tested the name on your tongue

"Well, Mingi, thank you again for helping me. If you ever need anything, I owe you one," you swore, holding out your pinky

the man, Mingi, looked down at your finger before looking back at you with a questioning look

"pinky promises can't be broken," you explained

it was silent for a moment as Mingi stared at your hand

you were about to pull your hand back, feeling embarrassed that you were using a childish action to make a promise

even if you wholeheartedly believed in it

but then

another pinky linked with yours

looking up, you saw Mingi already staring at you, a small smirk resting on his face

"I'll hold you to that, doll."

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

the writing gods have blessed me with inspiration and motivation to write

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[immortaljai]

Here me out on zoro and luffy Part 2

Fluff, Comfort, reunion, slight angst, crack, cute shit. 777 words.

It had been a total of 3 months since you last saw the straw hats, you hadn’t changed your name- you couldn’t considering you were a still wanted pirate. Luckily the island you were on didn’t have many marines and if you anted you could take them out. According too word on the sea the luffy and his crew were looking for you. Rolling your eyes as you could practically here his voice screaming “Once a strawhat always a strawhat”

Shaking yourself out of your thoughts as you removed yourself from the bed you were laying in in a slightly dingey hotel that didn’t cost much preparing too fetch you some food (luffy really rubbed off on you huh) looking outside your window the sun setting quite nicely. As you moved out you saw a few ships arriving close too deck rolling your eyes you continued on your way, thinking “as if they could find me”

On the Going Merry

Luffy was pacing he was hungry and he was sure he would find you somewhere on this island…as if the other eight he swore you were on, but he digresses he still held his smile though impatiently (but hiding it) tapping his foot, Zoro however noticed it, with a roll too his eyes he stood too his captain walking too him “Its gona be fine she’s probably here..” zoro quite literally known for being nonchalant was freaked out the first day you were “missing” he didn’t think you would take it so seriously..when he said leave he was honestly trying too call your bluff.

Little did you know they went too high and lows too find you completely ignoring the marines and ruffing up them just too see if you were on and island..its comedic really.

As soon as the ship was posted up by the dock, Luffy lumped down landing on his feet-nearly falling as Nami smacked the back of his head, while Sanji was pouting seeing his crewmates wanting too eat other foods, knowing they needed too stock up.

You were simply chilling had a full dinner with soups that the nice people prepared for you since you ran out a couple of bandits, you here your name being called and the door slamming open, looking up you nearly spit out the food you had been chewing seeing luffy with the rest of the crew a small huff came from him before he broke out into a smile completely launching himself at you. As you two fell backwards you groaned out a “Get awf ME!” but he wasn’t listening arms wrapping around you several times spilling out “M’ so sorry- you gotta come back- is-is that steak can I have it?” a small smile playing at your face missing his clingy self before saying “OKAY” and he stilled looking at you a smile on his face still.

Softly saying your name and standing up as if you weigh nothing, you feel bodys on you the rest of the straw hats squishing you in a hug before nami moved back and slapped the back of your head a scowl on her face “YOU WERE MISSING LONGER THEN ME!” was all you heard but you were distracted rubbing the back of your head luffy still hasn’t unhanded you, while zoro just stared unsure of what too do before butting in and quite literally snatching you from luffy pressing you too his chest and sitting down at your booth.

Nami had a small smirk on her face that said “Well well well..”Zoro simply rolled his eyes and removed you from his lap and let you eat luffy squishing you as he slid too your left chatter soon starting up as they asked you questions about how you evaded them for so long a embarrassed look on your face as you explained they laughed at the little mishaps that happened but it soon died down as they turned too eat chatting amongst them self’s as if it never happened.

A small smile paying at your lips before feeling zoro and luffy both lean down and actually apologize for the first time- you decided that you would only forgive them with time and then apologized for scaring them and leaving. That made luffy laugh and kiss your cheek completely making you freeze as zoro chuckled looking away his hand on your thigh, as Sanji rolled his eyes “This is no time too be lovey dovey” Making Zoro scowl “Just because you are an unlovable cook doesn’t mean let it out on us” As a argument ensued between them you couldn’t help but laugh

Yeah you were gonna be just fine.

PHEW THIS TOOK FOREVER TOO THINK OF, idk if its better then the first one or not but the first was just a thought lol.

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Thank you for reading xo

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[ladymirdan]

I've had such an amazing day today.

I guess there is no secret that my interest in 40k has waned slightly recently.

I feel I get less and less comments on my posts/fics/art, despite getting a lot more followers (and with that, a lot more unhinged hate DMs) Ive started to feel like the hobby had lost that spark for me.

I've been into Warhammer for a loooong time.

I first got into the hobby (WH Fantasy) in 2003 and I was immediately hooked. I was blown away by how cool the worldbuilding was, but more importantly how friendly the community was.

My FLGS let me, a broke-ass student, sit and paint my army in store for literal hours on end. Always so happy to see me, despite me hardly ever buying anything. And let me tell you, I was a shy and awkward kid, and they always remembered my name and made me feel so welcome.

I haven't really engaged with Warhammer online until about a year and a half ago when I created my ao3 account. At first it seemed just as friendly as my offline experiences. But recently? I feel like I'm either ignored whenever I comment or try to interact with the community or worse, get told I suck or should go kill myself.

So I just felt it was time to maybe leave, (but I admit, the sunk cost makes it difficult) The only thing I really looked forward to was the minipainting classes I take once a week.

But today I got that magick feeling back. And remembered how much I love this hobby.

I went to my local GW for the new 10th edition 40k release. I’m a time pessimist as usual and arrived 1,5h early 😅 and found out there was only one other guy in line before me, but rather soon a bunch of other people showed up.

Everyone was sooo excited to be there and I made a bunch of new friends in line.

Then I got in and ordered my box (and I also managed to snag the special edition signed book that is a tie in with the box! That felt so much fun, I have never managed to get one of those before despite really trying).

I also got some of the new Death Guard Space Marine Heroes packs. A kid behind me in the queue also got some because he wanted a specific hero (that he unfortunately didn't get) I suggested I open my packs and see if I got one and then we could trade. I did get that model, and he was so excited and thankful, it really made my day since I didnt care that much for that particular model, but to him it was everything.

Everyone in the store was so hyped, and the mood was so great I didn't want to leave, so when I overheard some of the guys I hung out with in line ask if there was a mini of the month they could build, I tagged along.

The store staff was as amazing as always and brought out not only the mini of the month, but also three other models they still had in stock from previous months.

So I ended up building 4 minis in the store along with a bunch of other people.

I met a really nice couple that was pretty new to the hobby and they asked if I was excited for the new box because half of it was Ultramarines (I told them I love the Ultra boys, big chock 😅) but I explained that there was nothing Ultramarine specific in the box and one could paint them as any chapter they wanted.

And boy, they were amazed! They had no idea that all space marines are generic models and they were so curious about other chapters and I tried to explain that there was a chapter for pretty much anything and any colour.

The girl ended up really liking the Soul Drinkers and the guy was on the fence between Blood Angels and sticking to Ultramarines :D

So my advice to anyone else that feels like the hobby is toxic, or is tired of the “my army is soo much cooler then yours/everyone who likes this sucks”, please join the real world.

This hobby is soo amazing, and it is filled with so many happy, passionate people, all loving this weird little hobby.

Over 20+ years, a dozen or more game stores/clubs; I have never had a bad IRL experience with Warhammer. I really wish I could say the same thing about the online experience.

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[dangerouslyknown]

Scenario: How the Admirals realized they are in love with you + Confession

Borsalino / Kizaru

You weren´t quite friends with him, but:

You´ve had this habit of eating lunch together every day. You sit, eat, chat and it has become the highlight of the day for both of you. This has been going on for some years. By the same table there usually sits other Marines too, like Sakazuki, Garp, Kuzan and Sengoku but you always sat face to face with Borsalino.

One day however, he couldn´t make it to be there for the lunch break because he had an important mission elsewhere.

It doesn´t seem like a big deal to miss it once, but this actually made him realize how much he enjoyed spending time with you.

He hasn´t thought about it that much, but he has been having a crush on you for a while now...

As his mind went trough all these thoughts, the realization hit him even harder. He was falling for you. It wasn´t a small crush anymore...

Now that he has realized he loves you he really wants to let you know that. He will try his best to be back from the mission as soon as possible, preferably on the same day.

You will hear a knock on your door and he is standing there, apologizing and inviting you to eat dinner with him because he skipped lunch. He looked almost serious!

He had a paper bag and there was two instant noodle cups, one for each of you. He had them already ready so you can quickly grab them and eat.

As you two sat down to eat, he didn´t chat like he usually would. He just stared at you while you slurped your noodles.

Suddenly he smiles widely, squinting his eyes and his dragged, pleasant tone pronounces:

"Today I realized that I am in love with you"

Sakazuki / Akainu

You have been friends with him for a long time and you care for each other deeply, even if he isn´t the most affectionate type. (Well let´s be honest, he hardly shows any affection, but he has his ways)

You could even say that you two were `best friends` and you regularly visited the Marine HQ´s to see him (Or if you are a Marine yourself, you took some time off to visit him throughout the day)

At first he was super annoyed that you bothered him when he was working, but overtime he learned to appreciate your company. Sometimes you didn´t even say anything, you just chilled there with him.

One day when was working overtime... He was extremely stressed with work, because it has been a rough week. You were with him earlier that day, but of course you couldn´t hangout with him all day. You had responsibilities too.

You knew that he was working overtime today, so you decided to make a surprise visit to him.

You slid the door open and he looked at you with a very surprised look on his face. He wasn´t expecting anyone to come to his room without knocking and when it was this late.

You entered and placed something on his desk. You brought him a lunchbox with sandwhiches and a brand new cigar packet. His eyes widened and he looked at you.

That was when he realized how precious you are to him. His face might not look like it but his heart is literally squeezing in happiness. He is falling for you...

He doesn´t reveal his feelings right away. He just thanks you and gives you a slight smile (And seeing him smile is VERY RARE!)

He takes his time to process his feelings and much later, probably talking about months later, he decided to reveal his feelings for you. He had bought some flowers and he wrote a card.

One day he was waiting for you to visit him like you usually do, but for your surprise, when you entered, he stood up and handed you the flowers. You looked at the flowers, and noticed the card. The text on the card reads:

"I might be in love with you..." (with hearts drawn around the text)

Kuzan / Aokiji

You and him probably are not the closest with each other. It´s not that he doesn´t like you, you two just never got the chance to befriend each other better, if ya get what I mean.

He is probably physically attracted to you from the moment he first saw you and he has been asking you on a date multiple times, but that´s pretty much it.

You didn´t go on a date with him so he basically gave up the idea.

However, as time passed, something brought you closer to each other. You started to see each other more and spend more time together... It all just kind of happened.

You got to know him better and he got to know you better. You had endless conservations with each other while he was skiving off his work.

A certain incident happened however. Sakazuki became the Fleet Admiral and Kuzan left the navy. You didn´t see each other that much anymore...

When you were seperated, it made him feel insurmountable sadness because he missed you. Then he realized that he had a deeper emotional connection with you. His physichal attraction had evolved to romantic attraction. He loved you. He wanted to see you. He wanted to spend time with you.

He sailed over many seas, having this empty feeling in his heart until he finally couldn´t bare it anymore.

He searched for you. He wanted to see you at least one more time and one night you were sitting by the sea, watching the stars. You notice something in the horizon. It is someone riding a bicycle.. on water? As the figure came closer, you realized who it was.

He reached you and your reunition was beautiful. He hugged you tight and whispered in your ear:

"I never want to be seperated from you again. I love you"

Issho / Fujitora

You were friends. Usually, at least once a week, you sat down with him somewhere to talk.

Your topics were always random, but every time there was one thing he asked. He asked you to describe something beautiful you have seen to him. He enjoyed listening your describions.

You continued to meet with him weekly for months, then years. The meetings became more frequent too. Over time, his feelings for you grew...

He really enjoyed spending time with you and it seemed like you would never run out of topics to discuss or things to describe to him.

One beautiful evening, you were sitting somewhere outside. Once again, he asked you to describe something beautiful you have seen recently. You started to describe him how the sun setting right now was beautiful. You tried your best to describe the colors, but it was difficult.

He smiled as he listened to you and then he hit you with a question which you did not expect. He asked you to describe your face.

As you started to describe yourself, trying to remember how you looked because for some reason your mind went blank and you had a hard time remembering the sight you saw in the mirror.

His smile grew wider every moment and he finally cups your face and says:

"I wish I wouldn´t have blinded myself. I want to see the person I am so deeply in love with..."

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[feartoxinjelloshot]

i'm VERY curious to know more about your version of query/sugar and echo/spice combining them was so huge brained of you. can you tell me more about them :)

this ask has been sitting in my inbox for quite literally just over a year so i apologize for it not seeing the light of day until now. my brain is very fickle about when it will let me say words out loud and when i need to sit in the soup for a while and marinate my thoughts until they make sense. but the day has arrived! hark!

SOOOO. query and echo / sugar and spice! for comprehension's sake, dierdre is query/sugar/? and nina is echo/spice/? - i'll call them by their real names so that it doesn't become insufferable to read. you may have noticed that i added an extra "?" category to each of their titles. this is because i've decided that as a natural continuation of the gimmick of their characters, they also work as backup performers for music meister in their spare time, but i haven't decided on shownames for them yet.

they're fairly stagnant background characters in my au so i don't plan to develop them to any particular extreme depths, but the kind of ongoing comedic subplot that they're involved with is that throughout their stints as edward's henchwomen they're also simultaneously working for twoface as his henchwomen, and i think maybe twoface knows about their 'other job' but edward doesn't, and he gets flustered over them quote-unquote cheating on him with another boss even though it's literally just a business arrangement and he never said they couldn't work for anyone else, etc, and twoface gives them way better work benefits anyway really eddie should be lucky to have them, come on now 🙄 and of course this only escalates when edward figures out that they are also working for music meister. behind his back! the entire time!!!! the whole thing is very looney tunes.

outside of their jobs, nina and dierdre are fairly average (if insane) freelance workers who just want to cover rent. they have a strange symbiotic relationship that i labeled as 'queerplatonic' on the relationship chart i made but honestly, i don't think i can categorize it in any fully accurate manner. they're just kind of attached at the hip. package deal. two for one discount. buy one get one free (this being said they definitely have something casually sexual going on with edward. come on now. look at him). they make a pretty fair living in the goon-for-hire business and have avoided jail so far by virtue of an unexpectedly encyclopedic knowledge of labor exploitation laws that has allowed them to weasel out of any direct charges. it also helps that the only competent attorney in gotham city is currently running a solid third of the mafia, so they don't exactly have much to go up against.

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[abysscronica]

Interlude [X Drake x reader]

subject: Diez Drake x reader; drabble (1k words); requested hug hcs turned one shot

summary: reader, another member of SWORDS, checks up on Drake during his undercover mission

warnings: slight angst, bittersweet

Some days were harder than others.

 Drake couldn’t be more grateful to walk back into his quarters, that night. He thought spending a few days in Wano, instead of Onigashima, would alleviate the stress of being constantly under Beast Pirates eyes, but he underestimated the impact Kaido was having on the locals. Seeing all that misery, the hopelessness of the population, was getting to him. And having to do the Emperor’s dirty work, well…

 Drake walked into his chambers and closed the door, letting himself go against it. His gloved fingers rose to rub his eyes.

“You look awful.”

 The man nearly jumped out of his skin, axe immediately between his hands as he assumed the offensive stance with a snarl. Then his blue eyes landed on your figure, lazily sitting at his desk, your scythe abandoned against the wall.

A smirk lined your face at his reaction, a mixture between amusement and pity.

“Wow, it’s not like you to be caught off guard this bad.”

 A heavy sigh left his body, releasing most of the tension before he steadied himself.

“Y/n. What are you doing here? Did somebody–”

“See me? No.”

 Drake lowered his weapon and you stood up.

If there was anyone that could walk into Yonko territory undetected, it was you. The Shadow Mistress, as pirates and fellow marines started to call you after you made a name for yourself with your stealth (and matching Devil Fruit).

“What are you doing here?”

 The smirk disappeared from your features.

“You missed your last report.”

“I couldn’t talk. I didn’t have a chance to sneak away from indiscreet eyes until now.”

“Mh.”

 You circled the room, gaze sliding around the walls and scarce furniture.

“Did they send you to check up on me?” Drake asked, leaving his axe in the corner of the room.

“Not yet, but they will. Koby is worried, and the higher-ups…”

“They still don’t trust me, do they?”

 You turned to Drake.

He was staring down at you with his stern expression, no real emotion on his face, just as you remembered him.

“No.”

If your frank reply stirred something inside him, he didn’t show. Instead, his pose relaxed and he dropped his leather jacket on the chair, his massive torso now on full display.

“Have you seen what’s outside the capital?”

“A little, yes,” you admitted.

“How could they think I would ever willingly be part of something like this?”

 You shrugged, the dark cloak waving with your movements.

“It’s not so different from what the World Government does to many other islands. Being a marine means to close an eye, sometimes. More often, both.”

“SWORD is supposed to be different!”

 Oh, so here’s the emotion.

 You watched him brusquely turning to you, his gaze catching fire for a second.

“That’s why I’m here! To change things.”

 When you did not reply, Drake let out a tense breath and pressed his hands against his eyes.

“Sorry, it’s been a difficult couple of weeks.”

 He had not even lowered his arm when he felt your presence close, inches from his chest. Even before his undercover mission, when you still worked together, he never got used to the way you could sneak up on people or literally disappear in the shadows at will. He had seen you do it several times to others. But never to him.

 Drake knew your style; he knew that feeling your sudden presence so close usually meant feeling the cold kiss of your scythe through the jugular a moment later.

He felt the warmth of your hands on his bare sides instead.

 Your touch set his skin on fire, goosebumps quickly crawling up his ribs and to his chest. With some inhuman effort, he managed not to startle, but he couldn’t help his eyes flicking down on you, wide, stoicism evaporated.

“No one else could do what you do, Drake,” you said softly “That’s why I came. So I can tell those fuckers that you’re still a marine. More than they ever will,”

 Drake blinked, then swallowed, trying in vain to regain his composure.

Like he did not spend the last three years pushing the thought of your old squad in a dark corner of his mind. When SWORD was still a young organization, composed by the strongest and more hopeful newcomers. When there was just a bunch of you going on weird missions together, the missions that no one else would take up. You risked it all every time and celebrated after, on the deck of the ship, with a drink and little more.

Like it wasn’t your laugh the first thing that came to his mind if he only allowed himself to think about those nights.

What was the point? Being part of SWORD meant putting everything on the line every day. He had smothered his feelings back then, it was just natural to let them die after he left.

 Drake looked down at you and you smiled.

“They might not trust you completely, but I do. Koby and the other youngsters do. And anyone who ever fought by your side.”

“I–”

 His throat closed on the words, a grimace tugging at his features for a moment, before he let the façade fall. His massive shoulders slumped, the arm dropped.

“I’m tired.”

 The admission surprised even him. He had never allowed himself to think that before. Because if he did…

“It’s okay,” you leaned your forehead on his sternum “It’s okay to be tired.”

 Drake stiffened for a second. Then he let out a breath, and his arms encircled your smaller figure.

His hug was enveloping and warm, like sinking into thermal waters. But there was the pounding heart, and the steel body around you, and his breath fanning your hair, until his chin came to rest on top of your head. He was heavy, in a comforting way.

“It’ll be over soon,” you murmured.

 Drake held you a little tighter and hid his face in your hair. You wrapped your arms around his torso and closed your eyes.

 Yes. Yes, it was going to be over soon, and after that maybe you could take the sea together again. The world was about to change, after all.

Maybe it would be a world where the two of you could be together.

#diez drake x reader #drake x reader #one piece fanfiction

[selfawarejester]

Do you have any headcannons for Noble team? 👀

Hey there! So I’m embarrassed to admit this, but I don’t spend a lot of time thinking about Noble Team! I mean, I adore them, of course, but when my mind wanders to them, it inevitably wanders down the mainline story and then tears 😭 Lots of people have written awesome headcanons though, so some may influence my own. Hope you enjoy regardless!

Let’s start off with the most obvious one: Jorge was TOTALLY a big brother/father figure to the others in Noble! He was a Spartan-II with way more experience and training under his belt, and he happens to be one of the most well-adjusted of his group as well. You can be certain that Carter sought out Jorge’s council when he felt doubt (doubt that he would’ve been conflicted by, since he was a Spartan, and Spartans never hesitated) and got some good advice from a weathered professional who’s been in his shoes.

Emile and Kat had this tendency to butt heads when they came to the squad, but Carter was firm in that they don’t resolve it with fists (even though they were both rearing to go) since he wanted the squad to function cohesively; so their solution was to compete in literally everything else. Jun’s sitting there laughing quietly as they fight to finish their mountain of food first while Carter’s thinking letting them break a couple of bones might’ve saved him a life of headaches.

(Jorge is commentating with the rest of the Marines cheering in the background)

Jun is a touchstone for the rest of the team, including Jorge — when times get too hectic, you can find a member of Noble slumped down next to Jun, listening to him polish his gear and conduct maintenance on his weapons. He’s also a great listener, and gives very logical advice.

But if you wanna rage and complain and break shit, Emile’s your guy. He’ll take you to a neck, secluded spot and let you wreak havoc, matching your energy and hyping you up even further until you get some catharsis and feel way better.

He kinda reminds me of Lambert from The Witcher 3 in a lot of ways.

Carter is literally just trying to live his life and yet somehow manages to be a huge magnet for women. After all, he’s tall, handsome and stoic, and a Spartan, which means he’s at peak physical form and saves an uncountable number of lives every day (which Carter himself thinks is excessive, but one can’t control the rumors and takes that spread).

Man’s eating breakfast, avoiding the huge scene Kat and Emile are making, and these women (and also some men) keep smiling at him suggestively and winking; he just sighs and ducks his head, avoiding eye contact so none feel the need to come over and make conversation, god forbid.

Carter needs a vacation. Period. Preferably all alone. Or with just Jun and Jorge. But he never gets one, because he’s got the mass ☺️

#halo #halo reach #carter a259 #jorge 052 #kat b320 #emile a239 #jun a266 #noble team #they deserved better #I wanted to do one for the previous Noble 6 but brain not working so :/ #gabianswers

[droughtofapathy]

The Gilded Age's Broadway Divas: Aurora Fane (Kelli O'Hara)

Beloved by all, Aurora Fane enjoys a powerful position in Mrs. Astor's New York. Having suitably recovered from impending financial ruin last season, this season, Aurora has done some ill-fated matchmaking, worn some fantastic hats, and provided beautiful window dressing to scenes where she just sits there and looks pretty.

One of Broadway's (few) leading sopranos, Kelli O'Hara is a dying breed. As trends shift towards a more pop/rock sound, and classical musical theatre becomes a thing of the past, Kelli nevertheless finds her niche. A seven-time Tony nominee, Kelli has won Best Leading Actress in a Musical for the 2015 revival of The King and I. You'll recall another Gilded Age Diva who won for that same role some years prior. A proshot of the NT Live production can be found online. It is a gorgeous shoot, even if I take issue with that show as a whole.

She has also been nominated for Kiss Me, Kate (2019), The Bridges of Madison County (2014), and The Light in the Piazza (2005). Ironically, though Aurora Fane supports The Academy, Kelli is a classically trained opera singer who has appeared on the Met Opera stage three times, and will play Laura Brown in an encore run of The Hours this spring. (See my breakdown post over costumes here.)

However, prior to her opera appearance, Kelli will be starring in the new Broadway musical Days of Wine and Roses for a limited 16-week run, opening on January 28th. Kelli has been nominated for every role she has played since 2005, and this will almost certainly be no different. Booked and busy.

#1: "Shall We Dance?" The King and I (2015)

Kelli's voice is otherworldly angelic. That much we already know very well. The King and I opened in 2015 at the Vivian Beaumont Theatre at Lincoln Center, the third musical Kelli has starred in at that venue. The Beaumont is, of course, right next to The Met Opera, and the only Broadway theater outside the theatre district in Midtown.

As Anna Leonowens, Kelli travels to Siam to teach the children and wives of the king how to speak English. Orientalism aside, the show is a classic Rodgers and Hammerstein, and the score is divine in Kelli's mouth. Fun fact: Kelli's replacement was Marin Mazzie in one of her last onstage roles. Marin was the Passion co-star and dear friend to Donna Murphy, our Mrs. Astor.

This video is from the 2015 Tony performance and showcases the incredible quick change Kelli makes between singing "Getting to Know You" and "Shall We Dance?" aided by a team of unbelievable dressers. It is a marvel to witness. As is Ruthie Ann Miles, Kelli's co-star who recently performed in the Encores! production of Light in the Piazza.

#2: "What More Do I Need?" Take Me to the World: A Sondheim 90th Birthday Celebration (2020)

In 2020, despite a global pandemic, the theatre community still found a way to honor Stephen Sondheim's milestone 90th birthday with an online concert. Kelli performed a song from Saturday Night, Sondheim's first professional musical that was slated for Broadway in 1955, but was scrapped. It only got its New York premiere in 2000. This particular number is a cabaret favorite, and Kelli is an absolute delight with just a camera and digital accompaniment.

Fun fact: it wasn't until this particular performance that I truly started to appreciate the wonder that is Kelli O'Hara. I had previously seen her in concert just that March, and loved her, of course, but I have a complex relationships with sopranos. I now recognize that I love mature sopranos, but it's the ingenues I can't listen to without wincing.

#3: "They Don't Let You In the Opera" (2016)

Lest we think Kelli is limited in her range and style, this song was written especially for her to showcase her vast talent and comedic timing. Kelli, an Oklahoma farmgirl, isn't the sort of person you'd expect to be both classically trained and country literate.

Kelli, who has been typecast as refined and often repressed characters who go through harrowing emotional experiences, much like Aurora Fane, is more than capable of bringing a rollicking comedy to the mix.

This number is a favorite in Kelli's concert repertoire. There isn't much more to say, except that you need to witness its hilarity for yourself.

#4: “Heaven? Somebody else’s heaven?” The Hours (2023)

Speaking of opera, here is an excerpt from a scene in Act II where Laura Brown has fled to a hotel room to contemplate some very serious courses of action. Kelli, alongside soprano Renee Fleming and mezzo-soprano Joyce DiDonato, makes up a trio of phenomenal women in Kevin Putts' adaptation of the book and movie.

The Met Opera theatre seats nearly 4,000 people across six levels. The performers do not use body mics or amplification of any kind, but rather rely on intense vocal training to be heard across the theater. For this reason, alongside the vastly different vocal techniques and styles, musical theatre actors rarely cross over into opera, and vice versa. Notable exceptions include Renee Fleming, Kelli's Light in the Piazza co-star Victoria Clark, and Mary Beth Peil, who made her musical theatre debut in The King and I as yet another Miss Anna, hers in 1985.

#5: "So in Love," Kiss Me, Kate (2019)

Starring in yet another Golden Age musical revival, Kelli brings a different take on Lilli Vanessi, a glamorous movie star in a turbulent relationship. Kelli's vocal talent, of course, speaks for itself. For Kelli, this role was a tribute to her dear friend, the late Marin Mazzie, who had passed away some months before the show opened. Marin, who replaced Kelli in The King and I, had played this same role in the 1999 Broadway revival to great acclaim. In her first entrance of the show, Kelli wore a costume that featured the very same hat Marin wore in her show.

Though this video is beloved, my personal favorite rendition can be heard below. It was taken at a concert Kelli put on at the 92Y in New York last February. In it, Kelli sings for and to Marin, and the entire theatre wept.

Bonus: "Back to Before," Ragtime Reunion Concert (2023)

The role of Mother was originally workshopped by Donna Murphy in Toronto in the early 90s, but she left to do King and I, which worked out well for her. In came dear friend Marin Mazzie, who originated the role on Broadway, and established a precedent no other has been able to top. Also in that cast? Audra McDonald as Sarah, for which she won a Tony, of course.

In 2023, after years of pandemic-related delays, they staged a one-night reunion concert of this special show. And who better to take on Marin's iconic role than Kelli O'Hara? Listen to her "Back to Before" here, and then do yourself a favor and run, don't walk, to listen to Marin's.

#the gilded age #aurora fane #kelli o'hara #met opera #sondheim #ragtime #marin mazzie #kiss me kate #the hours #the king and i