#request 1011

[lostdrarryfics]

hai! hello! first of all let me apologize for the mistake I'm about to make because english is not my first language, I'm deeply sorry for it. So, i was reading this war fic about drarry, and I've been searching for months because apparently i lost it. It was a war fic as i stated before, the only scene i remember is that when ron, hermione, harry and obviously draco come to Hogwarts in search for the diadem they split up and draco tried to go to the Slytherin dorm to search for information, unfortunately he caught out by vince and greg and they (trigger warning) made a T across his dark mark for traitor and then later on when they finally figured out about the diadem hermione discovered that draco's arm was bleeding and when they slide his sleeve up they found the T that vince and greg made and harry went livid. but draco said "it's okay harry, he's dead it was greg" IM SORRY i couldn't remember it very clearly because it was ages ago, i hope this help you. Thanks for the hardwork guys, im so grateful for all of you. Thank you in advance!

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[hannieehaee]

Hi :) can you please make a svt reaction about their gf receiving tons of love confessions on a daily basis ? <3

you receiving love confessions from other people

content: established relationship, some jealousy is involved, gender neutral reader, etc.

wc: 1011

a/n: hiii thank u for requesting i loved this concept hehe <3

masterlist

seungcheol -

he wouldnt want to show it, but he'd become a little territorial whenever you told him about yet another person inquiring about your relationship status. although he would be confident in your relationship, he would still feel annoyed at knowing so many people thought they even had a chance with you. his jealousy would only manifest in pouts and whines in complaint, but he would sometimes get sulky about it for a while.

jeonghan -

would somehow tease you about it. would also laugh at the mere idea of anyone else thinking they could ever have a chance with you. he'd be wayyy overconfident about how much you liked him (with good reason), so he would constantly bring up how obsessed with him you must be to constantly turn a blind eye to every single one of your suitors in favor of being with him instead.

joshua -

mostly amused. he knew from the moment he met you that you must get a lot of attention (i mean, you did get his undivided attention upon the first glance), so he wouldnt be surprised if that was still the case even while you were in a relationship with him. he wouldnt see any harm in it, simply chuckling in amusement whenever someone would attempt to get with you, knowing you were already happily spoken for.

jun -

he understood why it happened, he just wasnt a fan. he's not a jealous guy, but he also doesnt enjoy watching people try and flirt with you any time he's away from your side for more than five seconds. he'd express his discomfort to you in the form of whines and pouts, choosing to stick to you like glue in order to prevent people believing you werent spoken for. he'd ask you to never let him know if people hit on you while he wasnt around. he'd know it happened, but he'd choose to live in denial.

soonyoung -

idk how to explain this properly but he would get so touchy and clingy if he ever sensed anyone showing any type of non-platonic interest towards you. he's not possessive per say, but he would get sulky if he sensed anyone even thinking of you in a way that was anything more than friendly. knowing you got confessions on a daily basis would have him attached to your hip 24/7 to 'subtly' let people know you were taken.

wonwoo -

wouldn't really think much of it. he's always been a bit of a heartthrob himself (i mean, he was known around his neighborhood for being handsome ..), so he would shrug off the constant attention you got in the same way he shrugged off the attention he's always gotten. he would feel some pride at knowing how strong your feelings were for one another to never consider even looking at anyone else.

jihoon -

if you told him you had gotten a few confessions here and there, he would shrug it off and reason it was only to be expected since you were such a catch. however, if he were ever to actually see someone confess or hit on you while he was present, he would scoff and get immediately frustrated at the sight. he's a lowkey guy, so he wouldnt cause a scene or anything, but his jealousy would easily begin to show. he'd need reassurance from you to go back to his calm self, but would now become touchier as if to show dominance.

seokmin -

he would be one of the many people sending you love confessions on the daily. ok, not really (since he already had you all to himself), but he knew how gorgeous and likable you were, so he couldnt bring himself to blame anyone who showed interest in you. would even relish in knowing other people saw all the charms you had to offer.

mingyu -

too busy warding off all the love confessions heading his way to even realize you were kind of in the same boat. he's wanted by everyone (re: that video from nana tour where the lady literally stops in her tracks to check him out) and he gets attention constantly (re: the million times in which random ppl in nana tour struck convo with him), so be assured that this man understands the struggle and would absolutely not pay it any mind.

minghao -

would find it amusing how other people thought you'd ever even give them the time of day when you had him. he was extremely secure of your relationship, so be would never feel threatened at you having many options for a partner. he'd even feel a bit cocky knowing he was the one and only person you wanted.

seungkwan -

a little bit peeved by it. not jealous or anything like that (he's super confident in your relationship), but more so annoyed that other people would dare look past your boyfriend (him; boo seungkwan; vocalist of boy group seventeen), and still try and shoot their shot. would straight up mock anyone who dared even consider trying to express their interest towards you (behind their backs, but still!).

vernon -

you got another person stopping you in the street to ask for your number? cool. he wouldnt really mind it. i mean, he knows you're hot and funny and likable and basically possess every good quality in the world, so why should he be surprised that other people are aware of that too? would be completely chill about it and even ask you to keep him updated on any instance in which someone tried to hit on you (for entertainment reasons, of course).

chan -

maybe a teeny tiny bit jealous at seeing the fourth person today try and charm your number out of you (despite chan being right there!!). he knew you were an absolute catch, but it still threw him off a bit whenever other people would acknowledge that fact. would need a bit of reassurance from you to feel less bugged by it and would eventually even make the whole thing into an inside joke between the two of you.

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[dailyplanes]

✈️ Daily Plane #11 - 20/02/2024

trans & proud - L-1011 TriStar

Time taken: 1 hour

Requested by: Anonymous requested for a TriStar

ID: A coloured sketch of an L-1011 Tristar. It is flying against a blue - pink gradient background. It is using the transgender flag as a livery, as a cheatline that stretches from underneath the belly, over the wings to the tail. End ID.

#dailyplanes #aircraft #airplane #avgeek #aviation art #id in post #id in alt #tristar

[mariondeux]

Hi I was wondering 2 things. First do you do more then one kink in your posts.

Second if you do, can you do a Leona Kingscholar (since I see your starting to write for twisted wonderland characters) with a male reader where it is a yandere (Leona) teacher x (reader) student with non-con sex tapes, and blackmalling.

— SYNOPSIS ; Jealousy and rage seered through Leona as he caught you making out with your classmate in the hallways. No worries though, he could use this as blackmail to get you to do whatever he wants.

CW ; READER IS 18 YRS OLD, NSFW, Non-con, Jealousy, manhandling, violence (not too bad), a little bit of blood, biting, no preparation, raw anal sex, blackmail, non-con sex tapes

WORD COUNT ; 1011

PAIRING ; Teacher!Yandere!Leona Kingscholar x Student!Male!Reader

A/N ; Omg my first TWST request [cute] I hope this isn’t too bad!! And yes, I do more than one kink in my posts!

FEMALE ALIGNED DNI.

Leona walked around the hallways, out of boredom. He had a free period at the moment, and with nothing else to do, he mindlessly roamed the school, maybe even seeing what some teachers or students were doing.

He rounded the corner, halting in his spot as he heard what sounded like lips smacking and quiet moans. Leona stood there, taking in the sight of you making out with one of your peers.

His blood boiled at the sight. The urge to step in and tear the guy away from you clawed at his chest. His hands balled into a fist, a vein bulging from his neck as he watched the guy squeeze your ass. Deadly thoughts whirled around his head, but one little thought popped up. He could use this as leverage to blackmail you. 

Leona took his phone out and took a video of the two of you eating each other’s faces. After a couple of seconds, he took a couple of photos as well. He’s surprised neither of you hadn’t noticed him blatantly catching you two in the act. Oh well, this works for the plan he had swirling around his head. Making a scene here in the middle of the hallway could stab him in the back, so he’ll hold back for now.

He turned on his heel, walking the other way and leaving you two alone. You were so stupidly cute for thinking that making out with another guy that wasn’t him wouldn’t serve your consequences.

You were confused when you were suddenly given after school detention by Mr. Kingscholar. You don’t recall doing anything that had you deserve detention, well, except for making out with a guy in the hallways during like. But it wasn’t like anyone saw you two, so you two made it off without a slap on the wrist. Until now.

You let out a gasp as Leona threw your body against the wall, pinning you there with his hand on your collar. Fear and confusion pumped through your blood as your back throbbed from the impact. Before you could open your mouth to question your teacher, your mouth fell open and your eyes widened in shock at the sight before you.

“Y’see this?” Leona held up his phone, showing you the video playing on his screen. There, showed you and your peer making out in the hallways. You recall no one seeing you two. When was your teacher there? Taking a video of you two, no less. You felt like such an idiot for leaving yourself vulnerable at that moment. Maybe you were just too focused on making out with the guy that you hadn’t bothered to be on high alert to your surroundings at all.

“I can turn this into the principal, have you suspended, or even expelled for committing inappropriate activities on campus.” His grin grew at the sight of your blood leaving your face. He had you right where he wanted you, under his thumb.

“P-Please don’t, Mr. Kingscholar! I’ll do anything, j-just please don’t share that video with the principal or anyone…” Your voice wavered as your bottom lip trembled. You could feel your eyes beginning to tear up. You didn’t think you’d slip up this badly for fooling around a little.

“Huh? Anything?” Leona’s grin morphed into a predatory one, his green eyes glowing at your words. He put his phone in his back pocket, making quick work at ripping off your blazer and loosening your tie. Your breath hitched in your throat in shock at what he was doing. When you said anything, you didn’t mean this!

“W-Wait! Stop! I-I didn’t mean this!” You began struggling in his hold, thrashing around and flailing your arms around, trying to get his hands off of you. A threatening growl emitted from Leona’s throat as you began struggling, clearly displeased from your lack of cooperation.

“You said you’d do anything. Don’t go back on your word, whore.” He spat out as he grabbed your wrists with a bruising grip, keeping them in his left hand. His right hand slipped your pants down to your thigh, exposing your cock to the air around you two. He let out a satisfied sigh, unbuckling his belt as he pulled his pants down to his thighs.

Tears slipped past your eyes, dribbling down your cheeks as your teacher jerked himself off in front of you. You continued mumbling weak little pleas for him to let you go and to stop, but your begging fell on deaf ears. He got closer to you, spreading your legs a little so he could nudge the tip of his cock against your hole. You gathered up the last bit of your strength, using your legs to push him away.

This made him angrier.

“I said stop fucking struggling!” He bit down on your neck really hard, puncturing your skin with his teeth. Blood seeped past his teeth and fell down your collarbone. You let out a pained whine, your body nearly going limp, as all you could focus on was the pain in your neck. You sobbed harder, closing your eyes shut as you felt Leona shove his cock inside your ass raw. Without preparation, it felt like your ass was being split open. This painful feeling was nothing compared to being bitten.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking tight…” Leona groaned lowly as he began fucking you with little to no consideration of how you felt. The only thing he could focus on was the fact that your insides were hugging his cock so tightly. Each time he pulled out, your ass sucked him back in, practically begging him to bury his cock deeper inside of you. “You feel so good… shit~”

Leona took his phone back out, pressing record and pointing his phone down at the sight of his length pulling in and out of you. This could serve multiple uses, jerk off material, blackmail, etc…

You had zero fight left in you, letting Leona have his way with you as he recorded you two having sex.

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[bluesylveon2]

Can I request number 6 with Azul ashengrotto? :3

Hi!!! I meant to post this earlier but my summer class started and I've been busy 😭. Fun fact: past fics with "I Won't Say I'm in Love" had people telling the TWST boy or Yuu that they are in love. Who did I use for Azul? It would have been the Tweels but it is actually Azul himself! 😂 I hope that you enjoy, anon!

Notes: Yuu is bold, mentions events in Book 3, 4, and 6, and Azul having an internal crisis

Word Count: 1011

Warnings: possible ooc characters (I feel like Azul is) and not beta read.

Azul did not like the Ramshackle Prefect. Not in a romantic sense. Why would he? It's not like she stayed in his head rent-free for the past few days. No, he was thinking about how to get her to work for him for free.  

He was not jealous that, according to ADeuce, the Prefect was spending time with Prince Rielle from RSA. How did they meet? Azul will never know, but one thing has been bothering him. SHE decided to have their date in town rather than in his perfectly established restaurant that was only a short walk away!

Azul set his pen down after signing the last contract of the day and stared at the ceiling. He recalled the first time he saw the Prefect during the entrance ceremony and how her cat monster set the room on fire. He did not care much about her then since his focus was on this year's profits. 

His indifference changed when he wanted her dorm as a branch of his restaurant. Did he leave her homeless? Yes, but within good reason. He no longer wanted that embarrassing photo of himself hanging around the Atlantica Memorial Museum. How did she get so popular to get close to Leona, of all people? If only she and her band of Savanaclaw members did not get in his way. Azul's hand clenched into a fist at the thought of the pesky lion disintegrating his hard work. This was the only time he truly disliked the Prefect.

Of course, that backfired back on her when she got trapped in Scarabia by Jamil. Azul could not hide his smug look when she pleaded with him for help. He, being benevolent, acted like her knight in shining armor to save her (read: it was Jade and Floyd that did all the work) as the damsel in distress. 

Azul hummed in thought when he realized something. The Prefect was less of a damsel and more like a knight after she broke into the Isle of Woe to save him and the rest of the overblot guys. 

It was only after the whole fiasco that Azul slightly liked the Prefect.

Did he get any romantic feelings during the process? No, he did not.

Why should he, anyway?

She was nothing more than a magicless human. A reckless one, in fact. 

If anything, she should be the one to develop feelings for him. 

Azul knew multiple ways to charm the girl. He would start by treating her to deals in Mostro Lounge. Then, he would do different favors for her, like give her a study guide or serenade her with his lovely voice. Finally, he would be the one to save her from different incidents (orchestrated by the Leech twins); she would fall in his arms and for his charms. 

She would fall for him so much that she would be at his door on her knees, begging to be his girlfriend. And Azul, being oh so benevolent, will agree.

Azul smirked. There was no way she could not resist him. 

"You're amazing as it is, even without stealing anyone else's powers," Yuu's voice called out in Azul's mind. 

Ba dump

"What the?" Azul clenched his chest. He could feel his heartbeat increase under his fingers. Why were the Prefect's words coming back to him?

"Your incredible diligence is so rare, it left the headmage at a loss," her voice continued to sing to him.

Ba dump

It has been months since their interaction at the museum, where Yuu had uttered those words to him, leaving him at a loss. Azul was touched by them, but he had put it back in his mind after the trip. Now they suddenly emerge and haunt him while he thinks about the Prefect.

Wait.

The Prefect. 

Azul suddenly sat up and ran his hands through his wavy hair. Why did he care about the Prefect being on a date? Why was he setting up a scheme to have her begging to be with him? Why are her words echoing in his mind like a mermaid's song?

Azul's eyes widen in realization. A long time ago, when he was still a crybaby octopus, his mom told him a story about how a mermaid princess sang to a prince after she saved him. The princess had to leave before the prince gained consciousness, and he made it his mission to find her. The princess's voice was so beautiful that the prince would play his flute at night using the same tune in hopes of finding her because he loved her. 

He was like the prince in the story. 

He loved Yuu. 

Azul took deep breaths to calm his wild heartbeat and wiped his sweaty palm on a handkerchief. He might have realized it now, but he won't say it out loud. No, he would continue his plan once Yuu returned from her date. The male leaned back in his chair and let out a sigh. He had to remain with his suave nature around her. 

The room was quiet as Azul was deep in his thoughts.

CRASH

Azul immediately stood up, "What the?" his eyes landed on the door wide open. Yuu stood in the doorway with the Leech twins smirking evilly from behind. Only a few seconds passed, and Yuu was now standing before Azul. She grabbed his hand and proceeded to drag him out of his office-

Wait a minute.

"What are you doing?" Azul sputtered out, his face now red.

"We are going on a date! You and me."

"But I thought you were supposed to be with Rielle?"

Yuu shook her head, "He was just showing me around, and we're only friends. Besides, I'm only interested in octopi anyway."

Azul's mouth opened in shock, "How did you? When did you?"

"The twins told me. Now hurry up before the shops in town close!" She dragged the poor housewarden through the doors and out of Mostro Lounge. 

Meanwhile, the Leech twins could not hide their laughter. 

"Have fun, you two."

"Don't hurt Shrimpy now!"

Disclaimer: I do not own Twisted Wonderland and its characters. Those belong to Aniplex, Walt Disney Japan, and Yana Toboso.

©: This story belongs to bluesylveon2 2020-23. DO NOT modify, republish, or plagiarize my work.

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[axailslink]

Revenge is sweet but so is love

Shuri Udaku x Taloakan FEM reader

SongFic: Revenge by Mariah the scientist (Part 1)

@shurisnewbabymomma

word count: 1011

Summary: K'uk'ulkan was dead he was killed by her hand and she wants peace? Namor has been killed in the fight against Wakanda but he requested that not any of them be slaughtered instead that the people of Taloakan should use this as a peace wager and move on to be one with the Wakandans. Peace? After she slaughtered your king? Your God? asking for a piece of taffy was too much in your books.

Disclaimer: all of my information was provided by google while some things may be altered most of this is true at least in Aztec mythology.

Your king was dead while their queen remains well alive and all-powerful if it were up to you you'd have each Wakandan slaughtered except the children. You have no choice you have no power but that's alright one should never underestimate the power of body language and flirtatious glances. well... because that is what catches her attention.

The princess as a wave of peace decided that if the Talokan people were interested they were welcome to come upon their land and share it with them. You could scoff at her being so honorary as if she holds any honor she slaughtered. Her people slaughtered.

You were one of the only ones like K'uk'ulkan born a defect. A mutant. You didn't have little wings attached to your feet you had something else something far more interesting. K'uk'ulkan got the feathered God part of your deity while you are the snake yourself you have a tongue easy with lies and the wind moves at your command. Many people forget that the feathered serpent God was also the God of twins. One being the serpent and one being the bird. You are K'uk'ulkan's twin although you were not born at the same time and come from different mothers you grew like siblings and just like him you age differently.

Yet here you are laying in Shuri Udaku's bed watching her as she gets undressed "you move slow princess I've been told otherwise" she raises her brow and approaches you her hand gently sliding to your throat you hold in yor instincts as her fingers gently glide down your throat "it's queen" you smile and nod "my queen" you want to immediately pray to the Gods for the forgiveness of the many things you are about to do for your brother.

It's a lot more fun than you expected there's so much emotion in everything she does when she plants soft kisses down your body it feels electric her hands never stop roaming your body you're like a fresh new canvas to her and she's going to paint you black and gold. When you finally reach your climax you're surprised to see she wants nothing in return "so how exactly does that work?" She glances at the strap and smiles "you are interested in my work?" You turn on your side and come face to face with her and you find yourself giving her a true smile "maybe." You two spend the rest of the night talking each other's heads off well...Shuri does most of the talking while you decide to listen. She tells you everything about her little gadgets and you listen making mental notes just in case.

You were disgusted by her when you first entered her room but now you find just how easily she can enchant you. This wasn't good you have a mission and you can't let it be distracted by some amazing time you have once.

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Once. It was supposed to be amazing once but it just kept happening and each time she found something new or she did something new and it had you in her iron-tight grip. She of course gets tired though not of sex with you she gets tired of hiding you "date me out in the open" you laugh and shake your head "absolutely not" she frowns and your laughing dies down.

"My people will see me as a traitor."

Translation: I'm already attracted to you which would make this even harder.

"I can't I know we're on the same team now but I can't forgive and forget."

Translation: I have to kill you I can't fall in love.

She nods slowly as she grabs your hands and squeezes them comfortingly "I understand what I did was Ts'u'ut yéetel implacable- (selfish and unforgivable.)" You widen your eyes when she speaks your native tongue and she nods "-and I have no reason I have no apology to make but I don't want that to come between what we can b-" you quickly get up and grab your clothes. "Shuri no I will not date you I won't. I can't." You hurriedly get dressed in the civilian clothes she got you. Shuri sits up gently grabbing your hands you see the hurt in her eyes why should you care that she's hurt? Your brother is dead you have no feelings for her stop entertaining this and just do it. You've entertained this for long enough it's been a month.

Kill her. Finish the job you've won her trust now finish the job.

Kill her.

You snatch your hands away and finish getting dressed "I knew this would push you away but is this all I'm good for? A good fuck?" You found something out really quick when it comes to Shuri she's one hell of a manipulator. You ignore her and quickly walk to the door but you find yourself pausing and looking back at her tear-streaked face "that's good to know I'm willing to piss off my own people why you're willing to give up what!?" You leave her room without a word.

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The next few nights are hard you don't go to see her in fact you go back home to your people to remind you of who you truly are. You surround yourself with the beauty of the culture that you were raised with yet you can think of nothing else but the woman from the other culture. You can't sleep without thinking of her your dreams are filled with passionate lovemaking, not sex but love making and in those dreams, you find yourself ready to kill her. When her eyes are closed and you're slowly grinding on top of her gasping and moaning as loud as you want you're holding your staff to her neck and you can feel your Gods pressuring you to do what you know is the right thing somewhere in your heart but you can't. The dreams always stop before the climax leaving you with one constantly unanswered question why can't I kill her?

What's stopping me?

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[sarahscribbles]

16 and 63 for the request thing. (Maybe 20 too)

Purple and Red

[DRABBLE]

Prompt: "I won't apologise for marking you up, everyone should know you're taken." (I changed this a little to "everyone should know you're mine."

Genre: Smut, fluff

Loki x f!reader

Word count: 1011

Loki Masterlist

Lavender. 

The heady, sweet scent of it drifting in on a gentle breeze from the gardens greeted you when you emerged from the depths of sleep. In the distance, the faint echoing clang of swords from the training ground told you it was late morning; much later than you usually permitted yourself to sleep. Yet, you were in no hurry to wriggle free from the green silk cocoon you were entrapped in. Hours had passed, albeit only a few, but the drunken feeling of satisfaction still lingered like a summer evening. Stretching luxuriously within the rich green sheets, you embraced the pleasant ache that had settled over your limbs; a sweet reminder of the night before and how Loki had pulled orgasm after orgasm from your shaking body. 

“You take my cock so well, my darling. Look at how your pretty cunt swallows every inch of me,” he had praised, pushing your legs obscenely wide while he drove you towards your fourth release of the night. 

Weakly, you had attempted to protest. Your arms locked around his strong shoulders threatened to go limp, and the connection between your brain and mouth was decidedly lost. “Loki…can’t…I can’t,” you whimpered, your pleas sounding half hearted even to your own ears. 

He began to circle your clit faster and firmer, began to slam into you harder, eliciting a wanton moan from your mouth as you arched into him. He took the opportunity to slide his arm under your back, cradling you closer to him while he ruined you. 

“My good girl, yes you can,” he purred into your ear. “Once more for me. Let me hear you scream my name once more.” 

The final orgasm he ripped from you had you thanking the Norns he had cast a silencing charm over your chambers. His name left your mouth in a scream to the Heavens; yours fell from his like an ancient prayer of salvation. 

In the wake of your release you lay beneath him feeling boneless. Your body ached in the most satisfying way and you knew you’d be feeling the beautiful aftermath of his attentions for the remainder of the week. 

You had brought it on yourself, really. You loved to tease him as much as he loved to tease you. In this instance it had been about the pretended attentions of a new guard to your service, teasing him senseless about how Kadir could potentially sway your affections away. If the end result was a night that still had you tingling the next morning, you made a note to do it more often, even if it meant waking to an empty bed. 

The sheets on Loki’s side of the bed were cool and rumpled, but the soft sound of running water assured you he hadn’t gone far. With a million more thoughts about how to provoke him into angry morning sex, you made to join him in the shower, already aflame with the thought of his hands on your skin and his cock teasing into you. 

Until you caught sight of yourself in the huge gilded mirror that sat lazily against the chamber wall. 

Purple and red painted your body in a myriad of marks that hadn’t been there the morning before. Tiny little bruises peppered your inner thighs as a reminder of where Loki’s mouth had been only hours before, bruises that became angrier and more evident when your eyes trailed over your stomach, following the mismatched pathwork of marks up over your breasts and collarbone all the way to your neck. 

His possessiveness had overtaken him and he had decorated your entire body with his marks, leaving you, or anyone else, with no doubt as to who you belonged to. 

You were so lost in examining the endless marks on your skin, more prominent and numerous than any he had left before, that you didn’t notice the sudden silence from the bathroom adjacent, nor did you catch the soft padding of Loki’s footsteps across the stone floor. You weren’t even aware of his presence in the chamber until his arms wrapped firmly around your waist from behind. 

“Morning, dove,” he said softly, his nose buried in your hair. You could feel the ends of his damp curls lightly tickling over your bare shoulders.  

“Look at me,” you replied, your eyes raking over your painted naked body enveloped securely in his arms. 

“Mmm.” Loki hummed in your ear, his grip tightening around your middle. “I know, you’re exquisite.” 

An embarrassed puff of air left your lips, accompanied by a faint heat rising to your cheeks. “Loki, we have to attend Court this morning!” you whined. It was half hearted, he likely knew that; he knew how much you adored when he marked you. 

He laughed softly, resting his chin atop your head. “I won’t apologise for marking you up, my love. Everyone should know you’re mine.” His eyes glinted playfully when they met yours in the mirror. 

You cocked an eyebrow at his reflection. “The entire nobility will be there,” you said plainly. 

A wicked grin spread across his face. “Then wear something low, won’t you? I want everyone to see my marks painted on you.” As if to prove a point, he lowered his mouth to your neck to suck another bruise into your skin. 

You shivered in his arms, aroused beyond measure at his suggestion. Resting your head back against his shoulder, you caught his eyes again, a mischievous smile of your own tugging at your lips. “Only if you promise to fill in the spaces you missed last night after Court, my prince.” 

Against your backside, you felt the hardening length of him press into you. “I do love that filthy mind of yours, dear heart.” Before you could protest, he was scooping you effortlessly into his arms, pulling a startled squeak from your lips. “But I’m afraid I can’t wait that long.” 

Your back hit the tangle of emerald sheets once more, legs spreading easily to accommodate him between them. 

You were his. Completely and utterly his.

Tags: @cake-writes @sineads-art @maevetriesart @lovelysizzlingbluebird @drdaddystrange @thedistractedagglomeration @joyful-enchantress @amethyst-dow @sailorholly @hyperfixating-on-loki @woahitslucyylu @trickster-maiden @high-functioning-lokipath @mochie85 @vickie5446

#loki #loki x reader #loki smut #loki laufeyson #loki imagine #i might write the rest of the requested numbers idk yet #and i also don't know if I've tagged everyone that's asked to be tagged #sorry

[evacado3]

Hii!! I want to request a fic(･´з`･)

dg with an always sleepy fem!reader who is always sleeping on the most random places?? Like, in the park, in bathtub, the kitchen, etc.

I was obsessed with this man, and since I always sleep on the most random places and time(i don't know why, it just happens) so, I want to know on like, how would DG treat his lover??

Tysm!! Have a nice day <3

Goddamn it's so hard to write for Dg I swear I have a problem with this guy, like I admit he's hot but I can't find myself liking him idk UGH I wanna like him so bad ;-;

Sleepy lover

Word count: 1011

"AAAH DG!" "DG PLEASE LOOK OVER HERE!" "DG WE LOVE YOU!"

The idol waved at his fans, walking out of a luxurious shopping mall. He only wore a sleeveless black shirt with ripped jeans, it was such a casual fit but somehow still manages to stand out in the large crowd. The cheering didn't stop as he got back in his car, more screams and cries came out as they begged him not to leave.

Dagyeom was used to this kind of lifestyle, he remembers when they bothered him so much he'd lock himself up in the agency, panicking at the knocks outside the door, frightened of the ones who followed him home.

He knew he was no pushover, but he was dedicated to this disguise. Also, he couldn't just punch his fans in the face, no matter how much they disrespected his privacy, Dg has learned to be used to it.

And he finally has a source of comfort now, someone that gives him the motivation to keep going every day, which is why he is almost speeding on the road, rushing back home to you.

The first thing he did after stepping into the house was to roam around, deliberately avoiding the bedroom since he knew you'd be anywhere other than there.

Dagyeom recalls the heavy slap you gifted him during your first meeting. He found you sleeping soundly on a bench in the park around his house when he was out for a jog. The man thought you were homeless, being the kind guy he is, he brought you back to his house first, thinking he could help you somehow when you woke up.

Things didn't go how he planned, a scream nearly busting his eardrums echoed through the room. He went to check on you but before he knew it, his face burned with a red handprint imprinted on his cheek.

"KIDNAPPER! HEEELPP-…"

…Yes he knocked you out, but at the volume you were screaming at, the police from a mile away would come in no time. He was guilty as hell when you woke up with a bruise on the back of your neck, your first meeting was truly hectic.

Turns out you were just sleeping??? His eyes nearly popped out hearing you 'explain' how you were merely tired and that bench looked too enticing at the moment you couldn't help it. But after a few more chats and dates, he realized it was just a weird habit you have and it was adorable to him, though he wouldn't admit it.

It took another minute for him to find you spread out on the kitchen floor, sleeping deeply, even snoring a little. He chuckled at your figure, your arms and legs stretched out like a starfish, "you dork…"

He whispered under his breath, kneeling beside you and quickly scooping you up. Carrying you every day is now a lifestyle, this man has spotted you sleeping everywhere in your shared house, it's honestly a great workout!

"These can wait," Dg placed you on the sofa, next to the goodies he bought for you, there were all sorts of candies you wanted to try out and some branded clothes that he knows would look amazing on his sweet girlfriend.

He heard your stomach growl as you shifted on the couch, did she not have dinner yet, is that why she was in the kitchen? He sprints to the fridge, grabs the flowery apron lying on the counter and whipped out his professional cast iron skillet, ready to cook.

About a few hours later, you woke up from the smell of food drilling into your nose, legitimately. You knew it was your boyfriend as he is an astounding cook, he would've been a chef if he hadn't debuted. This was wayyy better than the ramen you were going to make, you hopped off the couch and sprinted full speed to the kitchen.

Your personal cook has a full table of dishes laid out on the table for you when you came into the dining room, and his eyes immediately landed on you.

"You're finally awake, I cooked a little something for you," he quickly smiled while tearing the cute apron off himself, then pulled out the chair for you to sit down. "Thank you…" you mumbled, technically half asleep, but that doesn't stop you from shoveling the piping hot food down your throat.

As if he couldn't be helpful enough, your angel of a boyfriend placed your phone on the table with a charger too. The notifications were blowing up none stop as your dead phone finally opened, they were all news channels that talked about kpop idols and Dg was for some reason the hot topic?

It's not that your boyfriend wasn't famous, but he hasn't released anything new these days, it was quite odd for him to be randomly so popular. You tapped into the news and burst out laughing at the title.

'Kpop star dg has been working out?' with an image of your boyfriend today, outside a building in a sleeveless shirt. You soon understood the header after seeing the picture, and damn did he look good. His arms were buffer and he was shining.

Dagyeom stopped washing dishes once he heard your laughter, sneaking up behind you to look at what humored you so much.

"What the fuck?" he laughed, "do I really look buffer?" He grinned slyly and flexed his arms.

"Yes you do, and yeah what the fuck have you been working out?" you snickered, though you knew he didn't work out, his busy ass doesn't have any time for that. That man is always immersed in work, but any free time he had, he'd spend it with you without a second thought.

"No I don't, it's from carrying you around all the time," he taunted, but you smacked his head before he could laugh. "Kang Dagyeom! Are you saying I'm heavy?" you pulled his ear and scolded him like a mom, and he could only listen like a good kid <3

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My first time writing for dg, hmm... I HATE IT UGHHH ;-; but yes I love imagining him as a chef idk he just seems like a good cook??? Also I really just can't bring myself to use Diego... and I can't use james cause how the hell would she know his old identity

#lookism dg #webtoon lookism #lookism #lookism x reader #james lee #diego kang #dg lookism #lookism webtoon #lookism imagines #kang dagyeom

[percervall]

take me to that place (when you turn me on)

Pairing: Mats Hummels x fem!reader Words: 1011 Warnings: Smut from the jump, phone sex, mutual masturbation, dirty talk, degradation kink, porn without plot

In which Mats gives you a helping hand —even though he is miles away

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“You’re such a whore, Mats.” 

You can tell by the way his mouth quirks up you’re about to regret saying that.

“Takes one to know one, darling. Because that is what you are, right? My little cock whore?” 

He always manages to say it so casually, and yet the effect is as devastating over a FaceTime call as when he whispers it in your ear. You try to bite back a whimper as your pussy clenches around nothing, not wanting to give your husband the satisfaction of knowing just how turned on you are right now. 

“Mats-...” you manage to get out, thighs squeezing shut.

“Oh, I know sweetheart. I know just how much that pretty pussy of you is aching right now. Why don’t you show me just how wet you are for me?” 

His words are enough to bring you to your knees, quite literally as you sink down in front of the couch. You manage to prop your phone up against the vase of flowers on the coffee table before leaning back against the front of the couch. You quickly shimmy out of your bike shorts and pull the oversized t-shirt over your head. You can see that Mats has sat down on a chair in his hotel room, hair still damp from the shower. 

“Panties as well, darling,” he says, voice dropping an octave. It sends a shiver down your spine despite the fact that it’s 28℃. You do as he tells you, and pull your underwear down, feeling it stick to you. Letting your legs fall open, you look at him, watch him as his eyes rake over you even though he is hundreds of miles away. 

“Look at you, so wet for me. Would love nothing more than to bury my face between those thighs, tasting you, or to sink my cock into that tight little cunt of yours,” Mats comments and you can’t help the moan that falls from your lips at his words. You let your hands wander down, teasing your nipples, skimming down your stomach to your hips and thighs.

“Touch yourself,” Mats orders, voice rough. Sighing in pleasure, you drag a finger through your folds, collecting your wetness before you circle your clit. 

“Fuck, darling… Haven’t even touched you and you’re already such a mess. Need to see you cum baby, can you do that for me?” You nod, unable to form a single coherent thought at his request. Mats always has this effect on you, where he could talk you into a blissful state of mindlessly floating in pleasure. You feel your clit swell underneath your eager fingertips, and begin to rub fast circles as the muscles in your thighs and stomach quiver in anticipation. 

“Mats…” you breathe, not even sure what it is you’re asking of him.

“Look at me,” he tells you in return, his voice thick with lust, and you obey him with a whimper. You struggle to open your eyes fully so you look at him through half-lidded eyes. While your vision might be a little blurry, you can hear the unmistakable sound of your husband fucking his fist. Even though you can’t see him, your imagination fills in the blanks for you: your husband, slumped in a chair with his legs spread and his cock weeping. Teeth sinking into his bottom lip and he swallows down a moan. His long fingers that shouldn’t render you speechless whenever you fantasise about them inside of you or wrapped around you like your favourite necklace but yet always manage to do so, wrapped tight around his dick as he strokes himself. You can’t help but whine at the thought of him getting himself off to the sight of you masturbating. 

“You look so good like this baby, love watching you come undone.” 

A strangled noise escapes your throat, your orgasm approaching quickly. It feels like a rubber band being pulled taught in your body, getting wound up so tight that you fear you’d fall to pieces once it snaps. 

“I’m-.. Fuck… Please Mats, please please please please,” you beg, teetering dangerously close on the edge.

His strained yes is all you need to cry out as that band finally snaps. Through the haze of your orgasm, you can hear Mats groan as he follows you over the edge. You slump against the couch, swallowing hard as you try to get your breathing back under control, feeling your orgasm drip out of you. Leaning forward, you pick up your phone and slide down onto the floor so you can lie down. It’s not the most comfortable surface, but the cool wooden floor feels nice against your flushed skin. 

“Love seeing you like this, sweetheart. So relaxed and cum drunk,” Mats murmurs, smiling lovingly at you. You smile back at him, listening to his sweet nothings as you slowly return back into your body.

“I miss you,” you eventually whisper, moving to sit back up. The muscles in your thighs and back are protesting at the change in position. You pick up your discarded t-shirt and pull it back on, not bothering with your underwear. 

“Miss you too, darling. I’m flying home tomorrow.” 

“Text me the details and I’ll come pick you up,” you say. Mats smiles and nods.

“Love you so much, my love.” 

“Love you too,” you murmur, and blow him kisses until he hangs up in order to get ready for the wedding of one of his friends. Dropping your phone on the coffee table, you pick yourself up off the floor. On unsteady legs, you manage to make it to the bathroom to take a cold shower. Your holidays don’t start until Mats returns from Ibiza, you couldn’t get this week off from work otherwise you would have been there with him. The two of you have plans to go to Paris for a few days, but you have a feeling neither of you will see much more of the city than the view from your hotel room balcony –and truth be told, you can’t wait. 

Honest to god, this man is such a slut and his thirst traps on his stories will truly be the cause of my demise. Y'all have @kostasstsimikass to thank for feeding the brain rot that lead to this fic

This was one of those fics where the imposter syndrome hit hard. I'm still not sure whether it's good. And I know it doesn't- I don't have to write Pulitzer price worthy fanfic, logically speaking I know that. And yet sometimes the doubt creeps in and I end up here. Not even knowing how to fix something that probably doesn't even need fixing. Anyway, if you've made it this far, thank you. Know that your support means the world to us writers🧡

#football fanfic #football oneshot #football drabble #mats hummels oneshot #mats hummels x you #mats hummels x reader #mats hummels smut #bvb fanfic #borussia dortmund fanfic

[yawnzzznnn]

hi ! I’ve been wanting to request a sumin x reader one shot for a while but I haven’t got the inspiration , while I checked your song prompt list I saw Jk’s ICONIC song. Still with you. So here’s more context cuz my mind went CRAZy abt this. sumin and reader met in college , they both were in the same arts class , with their commun friend , Jinsik. Reader is an outgoing person , they (you can use any pronouns I don’t have preference ) are the type of person who isn’t scared to talk to new persons or to make new friends. And actually reader is quite popular for their bubbly personality too. So reader and Sumin met at their usual art class. Everything’s went well during the year and they grew closer and closer. Until prom. The party ended , and it was raining , everyone went back home , but sumin and reader. Sumin told reader about his and jinsik’s idols career and reader told about their career too , like reader is either a trainee under a big compagne like hybe or jype, up to you! And sumin’s thought are the lyrics ykkk

Time flew by and they don’t talk as much as they used to , if I may say they don’t talk at all lately. But they both are stuck in each other’s mind , so one rainy days , after a long time no see each others , they met. They both were walking alone in the rain , reader with an umbrella and sumin just walking , soaking wet from the rain. But when he met reader’s eyes all his thought vanished and he wasn’t thinking about anything but reader and his feeling for them

This kind of vibe yk! Like old lover type of stuff

you don’t have to follow what I wrote at all it’s just for u to see what I meant by that and the kind of vibe I want

anyways have a good day! Love !

♡︎보고 싶었어요 - Sumin♡︎

♡︎Title: I Miss You

♡︎Special Thanks Too: strawbe3rryyayy, Sumin, Xikers

♡︎Note: sorry this took so long I've been writing short formed story's since that's all I have time for so sorry if this seems rushed or anything of the sort, also remember I have a 25 days till Christmas prompt going on rn your free to request whatever prompt and whoever you want (EMF pump is a small box that puts off lots of energy used for ghost hunting)

♡︎TW: slight angst : cursing : gender not specified but I probably called reader a girl :

♡︎Prompt: Still With You - Jungkook

♡︎Words: 1011

♡︎Taglist: @eumppappasgrippers @mxlly143

You never took your popularity for granted, never joining the group of girls who think they're hot shit, taking everything with a grain of salt. You had a decent amount of friends. Always jumping to help others, always conversing in the halls during free time, a people-person, is what people would describe you as. A normal day in art, you and your good friend Jinsik were sitting and talking, “oh right, my friend Sumin is supposed to transfer today, he’s a lot like you, i think you'll like him” Jinsik said, sketching an eye on his paper. “Like me? You mimicked, looking up from your own paper, in response Jinsik nodded, “yeah, he's super friendly you’ll balance each other” Jinsik said, lifting his head to look at you.

“What makes you think I'm willing to get along with him?” you teased, Jinsik dead panned at you, a few small giggles left your mouth “ok sorry your friend sounds lovely” you giggled. Jinsik rolled his eyes, focusing back on the drawing in front of him, a few minutes later a group of kids called your name drawing your attention to them. Getting up you quickly walked to their table, sitting in the empty seat, giggles and laughter echoed from the table as you helped them with their work. “All I'm saying is if you want an A use black paper with a white pencil, the teacher eats it up” you giggled, the students laughing and listening. Almost 20 minutes later you made your way back to your desk, stopping to see a male with green hair in your seat. Putting on a huge smile as you made your way in front of your desk, the guy looked confused “told you someone sits there” Jinsik giggled.

“Dont worry about it, you can have my seat” you said quickly stopping him from standing “what's your name?” you asked, pulling a chair up sitting in front of him. “Sumin” the boy now known as Sumin giggled “what's yours?” Sumin asked tilting his head slightly to the side, “yn, nice to meet you Sumin” you giggled holding out your hand waiting for a hand shake, Sumin reached up shaking your hand energy raiding off him like an EMF pump. “Sorry for taking your seat” Sumin rubbed the back of his neck slightly embarrassed, “don't be it's fine you just wanted to sit next to your friend i understand” you giggled, Sumins eyes slightly lit up “your even kinder than Jinsik said!” Sumin giggled. 30 Minutes of you and Sumin talking and Jinsik being the third wheel later, the three of you made your way to the cafeteria, you and Sumin slightly ahead of Jinsik talking.

“damn , kinda feel like a third wheel..” Jinsik mumbled, you and Sumin bursted out laughing, the three of you sat at a table in the middle of everything, “do you normally sit here” Sumin asked, before you got a chance to answer Jinsik answered for you, “people like to come up and sit with us” Jinsik said getting comfortable in his seat, “they really need to put better seats in here” you mumbled shifting uncomfortably in your seat, Sumin and Jinsik hummed in agreement, you and Sumin started talking again, kids came and left, this routine went on for a year till the end of school.

“Yn i think you should go, it's the end of school for our whole lives.” Jinsik said laying on your bed, “yeah he’s right, it’ll be fun you won't even have to stay the whole night” Sumin said, “are you two working together now?” you giggled, after hours of convincing from both of your friends you agreed, “What y’all think about this one?” you said holding up an outfit, Jinsik scrunched his nose “too revealing” He said, Sumin sighed “you'll look great in it” Sumin said standing up holding the outfit out to see it properly, “your so weird” Jinsik said rolling on his stomach, Sumin slightly rolled his eyes, causing you too giggle. “Finally!” Jinsik said dramatically, standing up. “Woah…you look…” Sumin said trying to find the right words “ugly? Throw up? Death? Absurd? Disgusting?” you asked jokingly,“nono amazing!” Sumin said a faint blush forming on his face, Jinsik took notice of the faint blush, chuckling making his way out your bedroom door.

The party went just like you thought, slightly overwhelmed by the amount of noise, making your way outside breathing in the fresh air, you heard the door shut, “partied out?” Sumin jokes “overwhelmed too much noise” you giggled, Sumin nodded in response “we’ll still be friends after college right?” Sumin asked doubt falling on his face, “I hope so, we never know what the future has for us, so I can't confirm nor deny” you sighed, turning to face Sumin, you noticed people start leaving “id head home before the rain starts” a girl said passing by. You and Sumin walked home together. 

Jinsik sent a text saying he had already arrived home. “It's just…yn look….me and Jinsik are in a boy group called Xikers…once collage ends tomorrow, we won't have as much freedom as we do now..” Sumin said, looking down at the ground, “Sumin..” you mumbled grabbing his attention “im a trainee..i understand” you said grabbing his hand reassuringly “a trainee?” Sumin questioned “yeah under hybe, so i wont have free time either but we can try thats all that matters” you said softly, rubbing your thumb on the back of his hand. 

That conversation was the last you'd have with Sumin, Jinsik old text left with a thumbs up from your end. That was until you and Sumin crossed paths 4 years later at Kcon “Although I'm standing still under the frozen sunset, I want to walk towards you one step at a time, Still with you, Dark room, no lights, I shouldn't get used to it, but I'm used to it again” Sumin thought to himself before making him way up to you, rebuilding the forgotten friendship, this time growing to something much more.

#x reader #xikers reactions #xikers imagines #x xikers #xikers x reader #xikers #xikers one shots #xikers sumin #xikers sumin x reader #sumin x reader #sumin one shots #sumin xikers #sumin imagine #xikers imagine #kpop x reader

[we-be-writing-bts-stuff]

Thank you so much for requesting this love. I absolutely loved writing this. It morphed into an office au, co-worker au, and a dash of unrequited love. I'm a sucker for only one bed and enemies to lovers. I hope you enjoy!

~Bagel

Pairing: Namjoon x reader

Word count: 1011

“What the actual hell?” You say as you walk into the hotel room. “There’s supposed to be two beds.” You continue to complain as the single queen sized bed sits in the middle of the room. You were on a business trip with your least favorite co-worker and while you knew that the company would cheap out and only get one room, you never thought they would only get one bed as well.

“It was probably a mistake on the hotel’s end. There’s no way that the company would purposefully make us share a bed.” Namjoon says. He looked about as tired as you felt. 

"Nuh-uh. I'm going to talk to the front desk. There has to be a way to fix this." You say. Turning to leave the room before a hand wraps around your wrist to stop you.

"Stop being a hot head and get in the bed. It's 1 am and we've been traveling all day." Namjoon says. Looking over at you. "If it bothers you that bad, I can sleep in the chair or something." 

"You're not sleeping in the chair. You'll fuck up your back and then the presentation tomorrow is gonna suck. And then my ass is on the line if shit hits the fan." You quickly respond. "I can sleep in the chair I guess."

"Or we can be adults and just sleep in the bed on opposite sides. We're here for one night and I promise that I'm not going to do anything. We just need some sleep and get to the meeting tomorrow." He says. As much as you didn't want to do this, he had a point. You were both adults and you had no reason to think he would try something during the night. You were both exhausted from traveling and while he got on your nerves and questioned every little thing you did in the office, he was nothing but a gentleman in every other aspect.

"Fine. Fine, we can share the bed. I'm taking the side closest to the window." You tell him. Walking over and depositing your bag on your claimed part of the bed. 

You make quick work of hanging up your clothes that were necessary for the meeting and gathering your things for your nighttime routine. 

Besides a few snippy comments from both parties, you both got through your routines and ended up in the bed. This was when you began to question whether this was a good decision or not. Facing away from him and towards the window, you move even farther away until you are barely on the bed. 

A groan from behind you making you freeze. “Stop moving and try to sleep.” Namjoon hisses. 

“Sorry.” You whisper out. Finally closing your eyes and forcing yourself to relax.

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The sun hitting your eyes is the first thing you notice as you start to wake. The next is the comforting warmth draped against your back and the weight of an arm over your waist. In your half asleep state, you turn towards the warmth. Your face hides in it and you feel sleep start to tug at your consciousness again. Hands reaching out to grab whatever was making you feel so good. You find purchase on some fabric and hear a soft groan. The arm tightening around you and your legs tangling with others. 

Hearing the alarm is when your mind fully begins to wake. Your eyes slowly open and the first thing you see is a gray shirt. It's soft under your fingers and the chest underneath is firm and toned from what you can feel. A grunt pulls you from your reverie and your gaze moves up to the face of the person you were cuddling with. 

It's like a bucket of ice water was thrown on you when you register the face of your bed partner. You let out a squeak and push hard against Namjoon. Nearly pushing the man off the bed in your rush to get away from him. Scrambling to the other side of the bed.

“What the hell?!” Namjoon growls out. His voice deep and rough from sleep. His hand reaching over for the alarm that started to turn it off. “What was that for?” 

“You, me. Cuddling.” You start to babble off random words that were popping into your head as you gesture wildly between the two of you. Namjoon only looking more confused from your explanation.

“Take a deep breath and relax.” He says. Interrupting your rambling and rubbing at his face. “Once you can speak in full sentences, explain what happened.” 

You roll your eyes at his tone but follow what he said. Taking those calming breaths and think about what you wanted to say. If you even want to tell him still at this point. You shake your head and roll your eyes once you calm down. 

“Nah. I don’t think I want to anymore.” You tell him. Pushing off the covers to get up and start your day. Rushing to get to the bathroom and shower before he can.

“You’re insufferable.” He mutters. Just loud enough for you to hear him before you close the door behind you. Blush dusting your cheeks as you think of cuddling with the man just in the other room.

While he would never tell you, he was awake far before you were and knew what was happening. Seeing you so content in his arms and sleeping so soundly pulled at his heartstrings. It felt natural, almost right, to have you so close to him. His heart was still pounding in his chest, those feelings he pushed down for so long resurfacing with wild abandon. 

“Get it together Namjoon. You have a long day ahead.” He softly says once he could hear the water running. Getting out of the bed to get his clothing together for after his shower once you were done. The two of you chose to ignore what happened for the rest of the day even though you both couldn’t think of anything else.

#reader x namjoon #kim namjoon #bts namjoon #enemies to lovers #bts fluff #office au #one bed trope #bts requests #bts drabble

[offender42085]

Post 1011

Hunter James Hudgins, Michigan inmate 755720, born 2002, incarceration intake June 2023, at age 20, earliest release date June 2026, with full release June 2038

Operating While Intoxicated Causing Death

In June 2023, after almost two years of waiting, the family of a Western Michigan University student hit and killed near campus in 2021 received justice. 

Hunter Hudgins, 20, was sentenced to 35 months to 15 years in prison after being found guilty on two charges connected to the death Bailey Broderick.

Broderick, 19, was hit by Hudgins as she attempted to cross Fraternity Village Drive near Michigan Avenue in November 2021, according to the Kalamazoo Department of Public Safety.

Judge Paul Bridenstine said the incident is tragedy on both sides for Broderick who lost her life and Hudgins who lost his freedom.

Hudgins was convicted of the following charges on April 21:

Operating a motor vehicle under influence or while impaired by liquor causing death

Operating a motor vehicle when less than the age of 21 with a blood alcohol content of .02-.07%.

However, he was found not guilty of committing a moving traffic violation causing death.

Police determined speed and alcohol were both factors in the incident. 

Hudgins was also found to have been going 10 mph over the speed limit at the time of the crash, but Hudgins' lawyer stands firm that no person could have reacted in time. 

In addition, a toxicologist estimated that Hudgins BAC was near .078% to .094%.

However, on April 19, it was revealed that Hudgins underwent blood tests at Bronson Hospital three hours after the fatal crash, which revealed he had a blood alcohol content of .048%.

“This is a mistake I have learned from, and I will never drink and drive again," Hudgins said. "I wish I would have been able to stop in time so Bailey would still be here. To Bailey's family, I understand the hatred you may have for me, but I hope you can find it in your hearts to forgive me."

The night of the crash Hudgins pledged to be a driver for his fraternity. 

Prosecutor Amy Shepard said the one who claimed to be a sober driver needed a sober driver.

“Drinking and driving causing death is murder, as far as I am concerned Hunter Hudgins is just that, a murderer," Colleen Broderick said. 

Police also found alcohol in a backpack inside Hudgins' trunk.

Nearly six months after the crash, Hudgins was arrested.

The defense asked Judge Bridenstine to reduce the sentencing guidelines based on how Hudgins had no prior criminal history, but the request was denied.

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#inmate

[runwayrunway]

No. 38 - SriLankan Airlines (Air Lanka)

Thank you to anon for requesting SriLankan Airlines! This was a lot more interesting of an airline to talk about than I expected.

To begin with, take a look at that logo. I love that. The stylized bird looks fantastic and the typeface really matches it well. This is good.

But I will talk more about the logo in a bit. Let's talk about the planes they fly.

A gay plane has...taken off?

And in the process reflect on planes of years past.

An old plane has also taken off.

SriLankan Airlines, which was known as Air Lanka from its establishment in 1979 until 1998, is the second flag carrier of Sri Lanka. It was launched after the demise of former flag carrier Air Ceylon as a fully government-owned company. Though it was briefly partially privatised, it is now re-nationalised. There are apparently plans to potentially re-privatise it, but we will see. They're very recently announced and tentative.

Based on the wording of anon's ask, I get the sense they want me to specifically talk about Air Lanka, and to be totally honest I think I would be doing the airline a huge disservice if I didn't.

I can't read Sinhalese or Tamil, which impacts my ability to really fully understand the apparently quite eventful history of the airline. There are a few op-eds in English written for Sri Lankan publications, but as I'm not the intended audience I would need to research a lot of context before I could really understand much of it. It's a shame, because I am now curious about this.

Thankfully images transcend language, so I can understand how its livery has developed over time. Well, 'developed' is sort of a strong word. They had one livery, and then they had another. They really don't like to switch up their liveries every ten years how many airlines do, and I actually really respect that. Don't get rid of something good if you don't need to.

But was it good?

I never really thought about the landing gear on the L-1011. It feels like it's located so far back. Is it similar to the Trident's sideways gear to leave space for its massive electronics bay that it used to autoland? Also, that's not that many wheels for a plane that big.

This livery looks sort of standard for something invented in 1979, but it has hidden depths. Even just in terms of its broader design I prefer it to a lot of 70s cheatline liveries. The way it loops down to envelop the tail is nice and the smaller line outlining the main block of color feels almost anachronistic in the sense that it's quite a modern choice. Somehow the two lines on the nose make it look distinctly beaklike, which I think is neat. The wordmark is...acceptable, though unfortunately it seems to only be in English. They primarily used TriStars, which is quite discerning of them. But what's that thing on the tail?

I like the modern logo but I prefer this one far and away. It's really pleasing to look at and looks graceful despite its sharpness. Just very nicely designed. I think, if a good modern designer was given this logo, they could design a truly fantastic livery incorporating it.

Actually, although it undeniably looks like a peacock, it's got a bit less immediately visible of a meaning. Aviation is actually a pretty big part of Sri Lankan folklore, and according to the airline itself that peacock is actually the Dandu Monara, a flying machine flown by the legendary king of Sri Lanka Ravana in the Sinhalese version of the Ramayana. This is incredibly cool. Apparently, flying machines in a broader sense are a common feature of Sri Lankan folklore, and they are generally described as being wooden peacocks. I'm genuinely quite sad that I can't find very much about this in English, except for this article by an American researcher, so if anyone knows of any books in English on the subject please let me know.

It's a very elegant execution of the concept. It's easy to buy this blocky, geometric peacock as a machine, without it losing the ability to be recognized as a bird.

The red, meanwhile, is taken from the Sri Lankan flag. I would honestly love to see a livery for this airline that's on a base of yellow with these gorgeous secondary blue-green, orange, and the absolutely stunning burgundy shade used on the largest square. I think it's very unfortunate that Air Lanka chose a redder shade, because I think the warm hues of the flag are both uncommon in combination and very, very harmonious with each other. Normally I would find four distinct colors a bit busy for a livery trying to be on the simpler side, but with the yellow as a base, the burgundy making up most of the design, and the other two colors used for accent something truly great could be created.

The red they chose, while a more conventional pick that I feel is a bit of a let-down relative to what they could have done, is still a very nice vivid red. The logo is well-positioned on the tailfin, the entire design looks clean, and especially for the time this was thoughtfully designed and well executed.

I'm giving Air Lanka (1979-1998) a C+.

That grade, though, is for the livery. If I were just talking about the logo by itself, this would be one of my favorites I've covered so far.

And then in 1998 something happened.

Remember Air Lanka? This is them now. Feel old yet?

Just kidding. They only owned 40% of Air Lanka. In 1998 Air Lanka was partially privatised and Emirates purchased a minority state. One of the first things they did was completely rebrand the airline.

Well, it's certainly more modern. It is...very very white, and it looks...very much like the Emirates livery. Different colors for the text, different literal logo, but otherwise much is the same. The placement of the text, of the logos on the engines, and of the design on the tail - a sort of swoop from the tip of the fin to the fuselage body.

I think I prefer the old logo. While the new one does incorporate the rest of the flag, which I like, it distinctly feels alive. It feels like a bird. Normally I would like that, but given the inspiration of a wooden flying machine it feels a bit harder to recognize. The original logo was just...really really fantastic.

That said, the way it looks like the peacock is climbing up the tail, and the way it flows onto the main body, is nice.

I'm not sure how I feel about the blue underbelly on some of their planes. I mean, I'm kind of a fan of just telling everyone on the ground to visit Sri Lanka, but the blue feels very strange. If it were up to me I would have just done something which occupied more of the plane for a primary design, so it didn't feel like the wings and tail have a wholly different color scheme from the wordmark and underbelly, but that's how it feels.

It also feels...distinctly Emirates-y in a way I don't like. I actually think Emirates's execution of this particular concept is uninspiring but acceptable, but I just don't like the amount of resemblance here. It isn't exactly Continental and Copa, but it's far from KLM and Air France either.

These planes are mostly all white. Whether or not that's jarring or not really depends on the angle, and I think more often than not it looks okay. Nothing here bothers me, but I feel disappointed. Maybe my visions for how fantastic a livery based on the Sri Lankan flag and the Dandu Monara emblem could be were a bit unrealistic, with how airlines are, but it's a shame to see traces of Emirates in an airline that hasn't even associated with Emirates for over a decade now (it was renationalised in 2008). This is not fantastic, but this is not bad. It is not Lufthansesque, and if I saw this in 1998 I think I would actually be slightly nicer to it. But it's also mostly white, doesn't do anything spectacular, and passes up so much unique potential which could have made it one of my favorites.

I'm giving SriLankan Airlines a C.

I did debate taking that down to a C-, but I ultimately don't even think I can say I dislike this. I just wish it was more. I hope, whatever its future is, somebody commits to making SriLankan Airlines the legendary flying machine it has always had the potential to be.

#tarmac fashion week #grade: c #grade: c+ #era: 1980s #era: 1990s #era: 2000s #era: 2010s #era: 2020s #region: south asia #region: sri lanka #srilankan airlines #air lanka #flag carriers #double sunrise #requests #retired liveries

[jayfortheday]

hello (i hope you're having a great day)!! if you're still doing requests could you do one with Vance Hopper x gn reader please

like a oneshot or sum where vance has a hopeless crush on the reader but doesn't know how to express it so he is just very protective of Reader and he stumbles across the Reader getting beat up by a couple guys and saves them and then takes them to play pin ball or something and a sweet friendship--(relationship--) is born

sorry if that was confusing at all lol but uh--i love your vance stuff it's great !! 👍 👍

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Crushing Feeling (Vance Hopper)

Pairing: Vance Hopper x GN!Reader (romantic or platonic)

Word Count: 1011

Description: After Vance rescues Y/N from bullies on the walk home from school, he takes them to play pinball to cheer up

Tags: bullying, violence, blood, fluffy, Vance lowkey likes reader

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Vance looked at you, enamored, as you walked out of the school. His eyes followed you as you walked, your eyes trained to the ground. His house was only a few lots down from yours, so he walked in the same direction as you. Your hands fidgeted with your backpack straps as you walked, your eyes wandering the scenery around you. Vance watched you from behind, admiring your hair waving in the slight breeze, the way your hips swayed as you walked. 

Not looking at the ground, Vance’s foot caught in a crack and the sidewalk and he grunted as he stumbled forward. You turned behind you upon hearing the noise and Vance’s face blushed pink. After looking for a couple of seconds, you turned back around and continued walking. Vance let out a sigh and continued forward as well. 

As you both reached an intersection, you branched off from the path Vance was taking. Even though you would both end up on the same path again in 400 feet, you liked to branch to pass by the duck pond. Vance watched you round the corner and go out of sight. He would see you again in about a minute. Vance walked his path a only little slowerthan what he anticipated your pace was so he wouldn’t miss you. 

When he got to the point where your paths would join again, he didn’t see you. You should have arrived only a couple of seconds apart and he didn’t see you ahead of him. Out of curiosity, he peeked his head around the corner he expected you to emerge from, maybe you watched the ducks longer than he had anticipated. When he peered around the corner, he saw you on the ground with an older boy standing over you. 

The boy stood above you, holding you by your collar as you held his wrists to support yourself and push away. Vance saw the boy pull back his fist and punch you across the face. You flinched beneath him in pain. With that, Vance ran towards you two to intervene. He ran as fast as he could but the boy still had time to hit you twice more, Vance didn’t know how many times he had hit you before he arrived. 

When he arrived, Vance pulled the boy by the back of his shirt. The boy dropped you and turned to face Vance. Your head bounced slightly as you hit the ground. Vance grabbed the front of the kid’s shirt and punched him square in the teeth. The boy cried out in pain and stumbled slightly. Vance hit him once more before throwing him behind him. Once on the ground, the boy scrambled to stand up and ran away. 

Once the boy was gone, Vance turned to you. You were curled up on the ground, your hands covering your head. Vance kneeled down to you.

“Hey,” Vance said quietly. “He’s gone.” Vance wasn’t going to ask if you were ok, he knew you weren’t. You slowly moved your hands from your face to look at Vance. You were shaking and Vance could see tears on your face. He sat down on the concrete next to you. You sniffled and sat up next to him. Vance could see blood and the beginning of bruises on your face. There were some blood spots on the concrete from where you were laying. 

“I’m sorry that happened. I’m glad I found you,” Vance said, looking toward you. You looked at him and nodded.

“Me too,” your voice trembled as you spoke, Vance could tell you were still crying. You used the sleeve of your jacket to wipe some of the blood off your face, wincing as you grazed over your injuries. Vance stood up and held out his hand to you.

“Do you wanna go play some pinball at the Grab N Go? I like to do that after I get in fights,” Vance offered. You thought about it before nodding, taking his hand. He held onto your hand as you walked, his face turning light pink as he did. You held tight to him. When you arrived, Vance walked in first and held the door for you. 

“How chivalrous,” you smiled, your tears drying. Vance chuckled at your comment. Vance led you over to the machine in the corner, one he frequented often. 

“You played before?” Vance asked, leaning against the window next to the machine. 

“Once or twice, I think,” you replied, looking down into the machine. 

“This is one of my favorites, that’s me up there,” Vance smiled, pointing to the high score counter. 

“Looks like I’ve got some solid competition,” you laughed, looking at the numbers.

“Give it a try,” Vance said, popping a quarter into the machine. You pulled the knob on the machine, releasing it to launch the ball. Vance watched with interest as it bounced around the machine.

When the ball came towards the bottom of the machine, you readied your hands on the buttons to hit it. As the ball fell, you hit the left button, launching the ball back up into the playfield. You smiled widely as it hit the score spots. Vance smiled watching you, it felt nice being the one to cheer you up. The numbers on the score counter climbed as you hit the ball. 

“You might actually beat me,” Vance joked, seeing as you were still tens of thousands of points away from his score. 

When the ball finally fell between the flippers, Vance looked to you. You were still smiling. 

“I think I did pretty good,” you said, turning to him. “It’s Vance, right, by the way? I’ve seen you around town a bit.”

“That’s me,” Vance nodded, happy you knew his name.

“Y/N L/N,” you introduced yourself. 

“Nice to meet you, Y/N L/N,” Vance said, thinking he really liked your name. 

“Thanks for this, Vance. It really helped,” you said to Vance, a genuine look on your face. Vance leaned on the machine and looked up to you.

“Anytime.”

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A/N: Hope you enjoyed! Y/N has been having a tough go of it as of late with all this bullying and getting beat up, oml, but I high key love to see it.

Also, peep my cat helping with this piece

#vance hopper #vance hopper x reader #the black phone #fanfic #fanfiction

[lpsotd]

what is UP i'd like to request some lps to draw as well :] from gen 1-3 if that's cool, and bonus (but optional) if they're colourful :) thank you!

hello THERE !!! i shall give you parakeet #43, cockatoo #489, and seahorse #1011 :o)

#[ 🎨 ]

[blackestnight]

9: sleep mode

Prompt: Yawn

Word count: 1011

Obligatory I know basically nothing about computer languages or coding, I did my best to google but I know this is entirely wrong, don’t @ me I’m a humanities major. Also Tumblr goofed the formatting so I did my best.

Set post-Endwalker, contains spoilers for the Omega raids and the Beyond the Rift sidequests.

ACCESS FILES > LOCAL > EVOLUTION DIRECTIVES > PENDING INVESTIGATION > SUBFOLDER TITLE ‘INVESTIGATION HEARTLESS.’

APPROXIMATE LOC 68° N 51° E ETHEIRYAN LOCAL - GEOLOCATION SENSORS INSUFFICIENT FOR DETAILED CELESTIAL POSITIONING. COLLOQUIAL DESIGNATION “CAMP BROKEN GLASS.” RESUME ENTRY.

Chassis requires additional thermal shielding. >function Create Sub-directive (PERSONAL UPGRADES) { >request further modification by Garlond Ironworks designations BIGGS and WEDGE. Improvements to insulation increase chances of survival by estimated 68.327% in adverse climates. Estimated improvements to combat capability: negligible. }

The mortals belonging to the function groups designations EORZEAN ALLIANCE - SUBSET ILSABARDIAN CONTINGENT and GARLEAN EMPIRE (DEFUNCT) - SUBSET IST LEGION have provided a wealth of data for this unit’s review regarding the ongoing examination of the ability known as ‘strength of heart.’ Archival of audiovisual recordings into appropriate sub-storage folders in progress, completion status: 73.14%.

Companion designations ALPHA and WARRIOR OF LIGHT >function File Update Required (WARRIOR OF LIGHT) { >query VOICE: “I have previously explained the personal designations of the Omicrons. Prior to my reassignment to the self-evolving weapons construct chassis designated OMEGA, this unit was known as M-017. I understand that, prior to your evolution into the weapon designated WARRIOR OF LIGHT, your personal designation was HANAMI HAGANE. Which is your current preferred designation? Please respond.” }

Awaiting response…

Visual feedback indicates changes to facial muscles records designation FROWN. Audio: 《I am not a weapon anymore. My name is Hanami.》

File updates applied.

Companion designations ALPHA and HANAMI HAGANE are undergoing rituals in preparation for nightly energy recovery. Ritualistic significance unclear. Alpha is not an organic being, and his design parameters allow him to draw energy solely from food consumption. Records from previous observation of Hanami Hagane’s physiological makeup and evaluation of planetary technological and pharmaceutical development indicate organic creatures native to Etheirys possess means to produce pharmaceuticals, local designation ETHERS, which would allow for multiple days of activity without requiring extended rest periods.

>query VOICE: “I require clarification on the purpose of your ‘sleep.’ We Omicrons entered a similar state while undergoing repairs or routine diagnostics, but this mode leaves you vulnerable to attack and slows reaction times to potential environmental hazards. Why do you persist in entering this state, rather than utilizing substances which replenish energy levels without requiring stasis? Please respond.”

Visual response impaired: Hanami Hagane is presently modifying chassis, local designation CLOTHING. Hypothesis: substitution of clothing reduces impairment to functions required for current task. Current modification local designation SWEATER provides equivalent thermal insulation to chassis modification designation ARMOR, but does not provide adequate protection in case of physical attack. Audio: 《What, do you mean using drugs to stay awake? I did that a few times. It only works for a day or two at most, anyway, then you get so jittery and useless that you have to sleep anyway and you are out for a week recovering. It really is not worth it unless you’re stuck somewhere you can’t catch a few hours.》

Response contains insufficient data. >query VOICE: “I require further information. What is the cause of this phenomenon you describe as ‘jittery?’ Records indicate the substance you call ‘ether’ is engineered to replenish energy expended by both physical and mental labor. Is there some component it lacks?”

Visual response impaired: chassis modifications ongoing. Audio: 《Yes? I asked a healer about it once, she said something about us needing sleep because we need to dream. It’s…I think it is how our minds sort through all the things we see and feel. You probably do not need to dream, I have no idea if you know what I’m talking about.》

Response contains insufficient data. >query VOICE: “What is this phenomenon you refer to as ‘dreaming?’”

Awaiting response…

Awaiting response…

Hypothesis: chassis modifications have impaired audio sensors belonging to Hanami Hagane. Suggested action: repetition of query >PAUSE.

Visual response unclear, pending further analysis. Subject’s mouth exhibits muscular movements designation SMILE, but previous data indicates contraction of facial muscles surrounding eyes indicate negative emotions, possible designation SADNESS. Audio: 《It’s what we do when our hearts work through what our minds can’t make sense of, I guess. …I am going to bed now. Come on, Alpha—there you go. Omega, do you want to come up here? It should keep you warm. We will leave for Bestways Burrow in the morning.》

Response contains insufficient data. Further queries unlikely to improve responses. >function Define term (dreaming) { >Access: Native physiology > Neuro-psychological > A succession of images, ideas, sensations, and emotions that occur in organic minds during sleep. Dreaming periods observed to last between 5 and 20 minutes, cumulative total average 2 hours per rest cycle. Purpose unknown. }

Response requires action. Hypothesis: thermal energy generated by Alpha and Hanami Hagane will prove sufficient in heating this chassis, estimated reduced energy expenditure to maintain function: 29698.032 joules. >respond VOICE: “I require manual assistance in reaching the mattress. Proposed schedule for departure within acceptable time frame.”

Undergoing external transport. Awaiting gyroscopic feedback…

Designations Alpha and Hanami Hagane are both reclined in horizontal positions conductive to sleep. Proposed destination: rear arc of Hanami Hagane’s knee joints. Leg structures provide a defensible position and proximity of organic structures will ensure efficient heating.

Alpha continues to defy all logic and has relocated to lay on top of this unit. Impairment to function: negligible.

Visual analysis unavailable due to sensor obstruction. Audio: 《Good night, Alpha. …Omega.》

Visual analysis unavailable due to sensor obstruction. Audio: 《[Kweh!]》

No response required. >respond VOICE: “Good night, Hanami Hagane. Good night, Alpha.”

Current chassis contains limited biometric sensors. Based on observed patterns, Alpha is already asleep. Insufficient data available to hypothesize speed of Hanami Hagane’s sleep cycle.

Hypothesis: if ‘dreaming’ is the mechanism by which organic beings process their experiences, functionally sensory data altered by organic logic pathways, this unit may dream by remaining in a state of rest while processing data from ongoing investigation. >function Update function (background processing) { >apply new name: DREAMING }

Function updates applied.

This unit will commence dreaming.

SYSTEM REVIEW: ENTRY CONTAINS MINIMAL RELEVANCE TO PROPOSED FILE LOCATION. ADVISE DELETION OR RELOCATION TO OPTIMIZE STORAGE.

DELETE ENTRY Y/N?

>N

#ffxivwrite 2022 #final fantasy xiv #ffxiv omega #beyond the rift #oc: hanami hagane #omega #alpha #tried something VERY different for this one and idk how well it worked or how readable it is #[shrug emoji] #i like it though #writing - mine