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tsireyasyawntu · 16 days

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ahhhh azula x fem! reader who is a maid and azula’s secret gf and one day ty lee and mai are at the palace and while they are away azula calls reader into her room and they kinda make out and are all touchy because Azula hasn’t seen her all day, then reader has to go do her chores and when she opens the door mai & ty lee are there— reader bows; excusing herself and saying she was cleaning, but mai and ty lee notice the lipstick marks on her jawline and neck and are shockeddddd and it’s awkward around azula and idk maybe it gets out they are dating (js between the mai & ty lee tho) thank you!!

red lipstick stains

ᥫ᭡ gosh, i love this idea! azula forever! thank you for requesting for my atla/tlok event! hope you enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing it!

princess azula x fem! servant! reader

ᥫ᭡ when the princesses friends come to visit, it leaves little time for her to bask herself in your presence. with their short absence, she replenishes herself with you— leading for something to leak from the cracks.

the boredness the princess felt was beyond horrific.

azula placed her head in her palm as she lazily held her eyes on ty lee, doing a contrast of many different athletic styles. Mai read a book beside the princess, and azula began to question why, exactly, it was that she was here.

Mai and Ty Lee had made a rather unexpected trip to the Palace, catching Azula off guard from their sudden visit and causing her to fall through with her secretive plans she held.

Today was supposed to be a rather calm day, her father was organizing a plan for something she frankly didn’t care for— which was one of the rarest occasions, but her attention was too occupied on you.

azula had planned on spending the day with you, alone in her room. but, her dreams were ultimately dashed with the presence of her sincerely unwanted friends.

the princess roll her eyes as she watched Ty lee do a handstand, walking around. her eyes trailed along the royal gardens— her heart pausing its pulse when the sight of you caught her eyes. She involuntarily and automatically straightened her back, removing her hands of its position in holding her head up. Her golden eyes glued to your body as you carried a tray of refreshments on your hands, keeping your eyes straight ahead of you as you approach Ty lee causiously.

Azula couldn’t quite make out your soft ofer to the circus member, but ty lee accepted your drink with a smile. Sweat embraces azula’s palms as you turned to her and Mai, approaching with your head down.

Azula felt silly— like.. a school girl, with a big, childish crush.

“refreshments?” you questioned with a low voice, clear like honey and soft like sugar. Mai declined, and azula saw you nod and bow, turning to her.

You always put on the perfect facade, acting like everything you two have done was for nothing.

“Princess?” your voice was different when you spoke to her, softer, kinder— more gentle, an offer for something more.

Azula forced down her smirk, nodding and accepting your offer by taking the drink from atop the tray. You didn’t dare make eye contact with her infront of her friends, only bowing and exiting the gardens.

azula watched you go from the corner of her eye, smirking into her cup as she took a sip from the fresh lychee juice you’d offered.

“Mm! This is delicious!” ty lee exclaimed, walking over normally to Azula and Mai, chugging her drink with no waste.

“yes, yes,” azula nodded, only replying to keep the girl at bay. Mai scoffed, “I hate lychee juice.”

Ty lee frown, putting her glass on small table by the chair azula sat on.

“But, it’s hot,” she expressed, waving her hand to cool herself down. “Aren’t you thirsty?”

“Not for lychee juice,” mai bit back, causing ty lee to huff. “Well, let’s get you a drink!” she grabbed mai’s arm, causing the girl to drop her book and loose her place. Azula sat up, fighting back excitement. “where are you two going?”

“To get mai some water,” said ty lee as mai fought her grip, groaning. Azula nodded, “very well.” she played casual, waving her hand to excuse them as she took another sip of the drink you’ve given her. Azula acted uninterested as the girls walked off, their bickering slowly fading away form her hearing as did their figures.

Azula stood from her chair, leaving her drink and set her destination to her room. She walked with quickened steps, hiding her smile with the facade of her furiously storming down the halls, keeping everyone else away from her. When she reached her dorms, she rang the servant bell— knowing you’d be the one she called for.

Azula crossed her arms when she closed her door, tapping her foot on the floor in impatience.

after waiting for what felt like hours, you finally arrived. As beautiful as always as you slowly entered azula’s room per her permission, only meeting her eyes when you realized she was alone.

Your mouth began to speak— but you were silenced by the slam of azula’s lips on yours. your voice muffled, fading out as you melted into her hungry kiss. Your hands instinctively wrapped around her neck, her own hands harshly gripping your waist.

Azula pushed you onto her bed, leaning over you as she bent down to continuously kiss you. Her chest met yours, her thick armor cold against your skin, feeling the roughness through the thin layer of your clothing.

You let azula devour your lips desperately, knowing how she becomes like this when you are away for long distances of time.

she pulled back only to allow you to catch your breath— thin, translucent trail of saliva the only remaining factor of your previous action, as azula waisted no time in training her kisses to your jawline.

You automatically shifted your head up, allowing easy access for her to retreat to the soft, bare skin of your neck. You caught your breath, your hands holding tightly to the bedsheets bellow you as azula moved down.

She kissed your jawline, trailing her way down to the skin of your neck, kissing a lightly sucking the sensitive area, basking in the sounds your mouth left for her to receive.

she began to unlace the band of your clothing— but was stopped by the guest bell that struck her door. She froze, and you instantly gasped— shooting up from underneath her and quickly re-tieing your maid-robes— fixing your messy hair.

Azula groaned, annoyed. “Why can’t mai and ty lee leave?” she asked aloud, causing you to lightly laugh. “They’re your friends, ‘zula. they want to spent time with you.” you replied, pulling few strands from your newly done bun, turning back to the princess, only to find her already looking at you.

“I don’t want to be with them,” she bit, reaching out to you. “i want you.” your cheeks heated up, preparing a response when the bell softly went off again. “I have to go,” you sigh, quickly bending down to leave a soft kiss on azula’s forehead, then her lips. You fixed your appearance one last time, with no mirror, and azula saw you smile at her before you left, closing the door behind you.

You turned a fast heal, hoping to not be seen leaving the princess room— alone.

Two approaching shadows halted your movements, your eyes flickering up timidly to see the two figures of azula’s friends. You bow, missing the scan of their eyes and the pure shock embracing not only Ty lee’s features, but Mai’s.

The girls were only a few feet away from Azula’s room, hearing through the grape vine that once they’d left she’d “gotten bored” and made haste in her bedroom. But now they know why.

You stood before them, red lipstick stains trailing kiss marks from your jawline, to your neck and down to below your robes where they could not see, leaving their imagination to fill in the blanks.

You automatically took their shocked faces as one of disrespect for you looking at them without permission- so you bow, getting on your legs and allowing your head to touch the floor in respect and apology, getting up quickly to scramble from their way and rushing back to the maid’s quarters.

Mai and Ty Lee’s eyes trail after you, jaws dropped and eyes wide. They make eye connect, “what was that?!” ty lee squealed, in shock, covering her mouth at the remembrance of the event. Mai let out a bothered sigh, placing a hand to her forehead and massaging her aching head. “I don’t.. want to know,” she splutter out, the thought of her friend being intimate was purely a nasty thought. Ty lee seemed more interested than Mai, who was blatantly uninterested and, frankly, grossed out.

“Should we go see Azula? or…” Ty lee seemed to need guidance, brows furrowing in worry. Mai rolled her eyes, placing a hand to her hip. “Obviously. we can’t just leave.” she waved her fan, walking ahead of ty lee to the familiar door of Azula’s room.

For once, they knocked. Permission from the princess granted their entrance, and they avoided the usually piercing gaze of Azula, who seemed to notice their sudden.. lack of words.

The princess stood from the chair she sat in infront her Vanity, leaving Ty Lee wondering what exactly she was doing with her makeup out…

“Well?” she placed both hands to her hips, raising a brow. Mai knew they wouldn’t get away with the obvious tension the the room because of how painfully obvious Ty Lee was.

“what?” Mai asked, avoiding to sit on Azula’s bed as she covered her face with the fan in her hand. Ty lee stood beside her, itching the dry skin of her bare elbow.

Azula scoffed, moving her arms to cross over her chest. she decided it was best to ignore the company in her room, walking past them and out to the hall. Ty lee quickly chased after; hoping to leave the room. mai was close behind.

Azula led them back to the chairs they previous sat in, the trio walking rather fast.

Mai covered her mouth with her fan, leaning over to Ty lee. “Don’t mention it.” she demanded, earning a nervous squeak from the girl, causing azula to give them a strange side glance before they officially made it to their destination, azula placing herself under the shade of her umbrella, mai doing the same. Ty lee nervously began rubbing her hands together as she sat on the grass, under a tree.

The silence was so loud, louder than any sound. the air was thick with an intense kind of awkwardness, it was so horrendous even azula began to break a sweat under her many layers of armor.

Mai clearing her throat, which made azula shift her gaze to the black haired girl, who seemed to be shaking her head at the circus member. Azula squinted her eyes in suspicion, following Mai’s gaze to see ty lee, who was sweating and anxiously chewing down her nails.

azula made a face, “What?” she bit, catching both girls attention. “what is this? what are you two doing?” she questioned with demand, wanting an answer.

She caught once more the sly shake of mai’s head as she peer to ty lee; who shifted her gaze between the two girls.

Azula was now almost fuming, steam coming from her ears— as she was about to shout demand for an immediate answer— her prayers were answered.

“We saw the kiss marks!” Ty lee shouted out, sighing in temporary relief before instantly slamming her hands over her mouth with wide eyes. Mai growled under her breath, putting her hand over her face in disbelief.

Azula was confused, the expression she held was quite an obvious one on the always tense face of the princess, and mai noticed.

“She doesn’t know what she’s talking about,” she barked out, glaring a deep stare at ty lee before acting like nothing happened.

Azula wouldn’t accept that, as Ty lee was still chewing off her skin.

One fierce glance from azula’s now settled face caused a shiver from ty, “The maid… we saw her leave your room—”

Her words faided out, and suddenly the realization had slammed azula in the chest.

You.

You’d left her room with the lipstick trails she’d left on you, ones she’s so clumsily forgotten to mention to you. This was her fault.

Azula must have looked as bewildered as she felt, as ty lee covered her face. As quickly as azula lost her composure, she gained it back. Clearing her throat and waving her hand. “Must—” she cleared her throat again, a pitiful attempt at getting rid of any lingering chances the fact might really be true. “Must have been the wrong room.” she tried her best to play it off, which, usually, would have worked, but the pair already knew the truth.

Azula’s secret was out.

dread overcame her like a tsunami, and fear tickled her bones. what if her father found out? what would he do? what would happen to her?— what would happen to you? the love of her life? the thought horrified her beyond comprehension.

she felt her façade threaten to slip, and the gaping eyes of her friends had her sweating profusely, like a child being caught doing something naughty.

once more, the silence followed. It was, frankly, agonizing. By far the most painfully awkward and tedious moments of Azula’s life.

She switched her hard gaze from mai to ty lee multiple times, almost daring them to mention it again.

“are you guys.. you know..” Ty lee almost cried from the peircing eyes of the princess and mai, a whimper leaving her mouth.

Azula felt sick. not just from fear, but embarrassment as well. Of all people, mai and ty lee? really?

She didn’t want to admit it, but what better would lying do. She could see it in their eyes that they both already knew the truth of the princesses relationship with you, a maid.

Azula huffed a furiously agitated gruff and massaged her temple in irritation, covering up any signs of fear she would have.

Mai let out a kind sigh, removing her hands from her face.

“We won’t tell anyone, Azula.” somehow, the princess found her words oddly comforting. But she didn’t dare show it.

“I think it’s best you two... leave.” Her words didn’t have the ferocious bite that they usually do, but instead a warning, something to ‘let them off the hook.’ Mai nodded, and ty lee shot up, clearly the pair had overstayed their welcome, and azula watched with heavy eyes as they left the royal garden, obviously fighting around the subject of Princess Azula and Her Mistress.

Once out of sight, azula allowed herself to groan into the palms of her hand. How could she let this happen? how? what has she become? under your gaze, your touch— she was like a pie, hard on the inside but so soft once you come around. You’ve weakened her— but she can’t help herself from staying with you.

the princess stood up, making her way down the halls and to her room, now with the understanding why her friends were oh so stiff.

she sat on her bed, staring at the ceiling. she’d rang the maid bell, calling you.

with a gentle knock and a hushed whisper, you entered the door to the princesses chambers.

The look on your face made her realize that you’d realized the issue.

“Princess,” you whispered in a hushed tone, and she fully sat up.

she hates the tension when you fear to talk of certain subjects. she hates the look in your eyes when you think she is upset. she hates how much you care.

before you could speak again, two familiar hands wrapped around your waist, pulling you atop the princess on her bed. in a swift motion, she held you under her. Kissing you again.

Your were surprised, this was most definitely not what you were expecting.

“Azula!” you gasp when she bit you, ignoring the warm feeling of blood trickling down your neck.

you’d thought she’d want to talk about it, but you suppose not. either way, this was wonderful.

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zyonsay · 11 days

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Js came back from a mental health break to see ZYON REQS OPEN !!! How about a Loscar x male reader smut? I don't know if you write for Logan Sargeant since you don't have him in your list so— 😭 if not you can change the driver to Lando I don't mind, but the three of them are drunk and playing drunk truth or dare and things take a turn - 🔥

I dare you LN4&OP81

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: A game of truth or dare between you, Lando and Oscar takes a turn...

Reader: Male

Warnings: Suggestive, NSFW, Dude-bro language, Horsegirl-ified reader because i said so

Now playing: 'Runway Walk' by Demrick

AN: Hey there! i FINALLY finished this and icl, not my best work. BUT i hope y'all can still enjoy this!

Loud chants echoed through the dimly lit bar. Your team members had picked you up and were now parading you around. The bar only had limited access to your equipe of elite show riders, a few close associates along with other familiar faces. Apparently, it was your lucky day, because your best friend finally had time to celebrate one of your many wins with you. Lando and yourself had been friends since diaper times and stuck together ever since. Even though you both were inseparable, your careers were demanding and didn’t offer you much time to hang out. He was now a rising F1 star, and you fought your way into prestigious show arenas, your schedules were now filled with training, media appointments and various other events. But, whenever you did find time to catch up, you always had a good time together. Not so recently he had introduced you to his teammate, and “friend”, Oscar. He’s a sweet guy, his smile felt like a little piece of sunshine and the swoop in his hair reminded you of gentle waves in the ocean. The chemistry between Lando and Oscar was kind of obvious, but you didn’t want to assume anything. That was until Lando had drunkenly admitted to his situationship.

The loud music boomed trough the doors as you stumbled out into the cold night air. Coordinating your wobbly legs while giggling uncontrollably was difficult. Very difficult. Lando had noticed your struggles and wrapped an arm around your waist while dragging you to the nearest bench. Maybe if you were sat, you wouldn’t fall on your face. A soft breeze blew trough the city and a slight shiver ran down your spine. It wasn’t actually cold, just refreshing enough. Lando had also sat down by now and leaned his head back while closing his eyes. Your gaze flickered to him, the street lanterns painted the contours of his face in orange hues. Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was the poetic mood you’ve found yourself in, but now felt like the right time to tell him how you feel. You’ve always loved him, but you were also scared of telling him, or anyone for that matter. Besides. You two had very busy lives and barely got to see each other, so how would a relationship work out? But now wasn’t the time to worry about that. Not when he was looking so beautiful. How do you say this? How do you confess your feelings without sounding like an absolute idiot. Gathering all your courage, your lips parted, and the first word was ready to leave them. “Y/n. I gotta tell you something.”, his eyes were still closed, and his head was still leant back. A frustrated sigh fell from his figure, and he shifted his seat. Now he was looking at you, God, those beautiful eyes. They were so sincere and looked like a fresh margarita at the beach. “I- “, his gaze avoided your own for a second before his eyes darted up to yours again. “I think I might be into men. Like in a gay way.” That was the most bro-dude way to say that, but it sure suits him. A small smile crept onto your face. “Thanks for trusting me.”, you grabbed his hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. Coming out to anyone is difficult, especially when you can’t predict how they’ll react. This was worth a lot to you.

“…and I sort of have a thing going right now,” Shit. SHIT. What? If it is some random dude, you swore to yourself that- “with Oscar.” Your brain must’ve short circuited right then and there. Your expression must’ve given your shock away, because Lando looked really worried all of a sudden. “…you okay mate?”, his eyebrows knit together in confusion. Quickly, you need to react, otherwise he’ll think you’re a weirdo. “Yeah, totally.”, you gulped, “I just didn’t expect you to start something with your teammate.” Absently, he scratched his arm. “Yeah, i gotta be careful. You know, with PR and stuff.”

Obviously, Oscar is also attending the afterparty. As much as you wanted to dislike him for getting together with your crush, he was so nice that you’d feel like an asshole. As sour as the taste in your mouth was, you were happy for them. They seem to fit together really well, and you couldn’t be mad because your best friend’s relationship is working out, that’s just rude. Nevertheless, the little touches they shared filled you with jealousy. Suddenly, you felt a hand on your shoulder. “Just so you know, I have your favorite white with me. In case you wanna celebrate some more later.”, you could basically hear the smug smile in Lando’s voice. Tempting. Maybe you weren’t feeling so sour after all.

Without much care, you left your shoes somewhere in the hallway, while leading Oscar and Lando towards the balcony. Usually when you were travelling around for competitons, you’d rent a hotel room, since there wasn’t really any point in staying longer than you had to. But for the finale of your season, you wanted to enjoy the beautiful city, before departing again. While your Horse was being flown back to your home country, you decided to rent a holiday home. It was relatively close to the coast, so you’d hear the lively waves when opening the windows. Your thoughts were cut short by the sound of shuffling cards. More specifically, a deck of UNO cards. Wait what. Why was he shuffling an UNO deck? Where did he even get that from?

“Nah dude, put that back down.” Lando slurred while lazily swatting Oscars hands away. Disgruntled, but indifferent enough, Oscar put the deck of cards back down. “Wild idea: lets revert back to seventh grade and play truth or dare.”, Lando’s face lit up at that. In his mind, he was already going trough all the evil dares he could make you guys do. “We’re literal adults.”, Oscar deadpanned. For a moment, it looked like Lando was thinking about something. “Well, let’s make things more interesting. Every time you pick truth or won’t do the dare, you take off one clothing piece.” He held up one finger, so it was clear that you wouldn’t be stripping completely naked in seconds. That’s an awfully odd request, but with the taste of wine still lingering on your tongue, you could care less. And so, it begun.

“Y/n, truth or dare?”, his intentions were pretty clear, but you wanted to toy with him for a little. “Dare.”, you took another sip of the fourth or fifth Bottle of white wine, that you three have been passing around like biscuits. “An easy one to start with, do a handstand.” Hah, that was a piece of cake. Scrambling off the rattan lounge, you readied yourself to do a handstand against the wall. A free-standing one might be a bit too confident in your current state. With a swift motion you hurled your legs into the air and banged them against the wall, while you did your best to not flop onto the floor. Considering how dizzy you were, you did a good job. “Impressive!”, Oscar giggled. There was nothing to laugh about, the bastard was up next. “Truth or Dare, Os?”, he was quick to answer. “Dare.” Bingo. As rarely as you and Lando got to catch up, he does talk about Oscar often. This man doesn’t even know hoe much you know about him. “I dare you to whistle.”, his smile faded. He was ninety percent sure you were aware of the elephant in the room. He sighed before pulling his shirt off. “I can’t whistle.”

Admittedly, this was much more fun than you initially thought it’d be. It must’ve already been something past midnight, but you guys were chatting away on the balcony. By now, your and Oscar’s shirts and socks had gone, while Lando was barely left in his briefs. “Truth or Dare?”, Lando intently looked at you. “Dare.” Now you’ve gotten yourself stuck in his trap. “I dare you to kiss me.”, now that made you stop in your tracks. “Dude, I’m not a homewrecker.” Oscar’s hickory eyes had a playful glint in them. “I’ll allow it.”, he leant against the backing of the lounge, readjusting his seat. Your heart pounded loudly in your chest. This is what you wanted for so long, but this feels taboo. Nevertheless, you leant forward and slid a hand behind your friend’s neck. Pulling him closer your lips met his and a contempt sigh left Lando. You felt Oscars eyes on you, they were burning holes into your skull. After all you were kissing his fling right now. The world seemed as if it was melting apart into a big mess of colors, but that all stopped when Lando gently pulled away. With slightly shaky hands, you settled back into a comfortable sitting position. “Oscar.”, he hummed, “Truth or dare?” He exaggeratedly tapped his finger against his chin. “Truth.” He now looked directly into your eyes. “Why didn’t you have a problem with me kissing Lando.”, his eyes widened at your question. For a moment he seemed to think for a good answer, but instead of speaking up, he glanced over at Lando. The brit loudly gulped, it sounded almost comical, before speaking up. “So, the thing is…” His, whatever Oscar was to him, tapped him on the knee, encouraging Lando to speak up. “I like you. Like in a gay way.” Dumbfounded, you shifted your gaze from Oscar to Lando and then back again at the pale Aussie. “And you’re ok with that?!”, you pointed your finger towards Oscar. “You see, we actually wanted you to... join our relationship.” His tone was unsure, and he kept searching Lando’s gaze.

Now you were officially flabbergasted. This must be a fever dream, right? There was no way this was real right now.

Obviously, it was, because now you were sat here with Lando kissing down your neck and Oscar pressed up behind you, squeezing your thighs, hips and waist. You leant your head backwards against Oscar’s shoulder, whining quietly. You whispered sharply, “I dare you to take those damn pants off.”, while fiddling with the buckle of his belt. Oscar chuckled lightly before slipping his pants off and propping himself up behind you again. Carefully, you reached behind you and felt his hard member in your hand. With gentle motions, you began palming him as best as possible. Lando smiled against your neck, his eyes darting up to meet Oscar’s gaze. His tanned hand tugged on your underwear before swiftly slipping underneath it. You gasped at the tight feeling of his hand around your dick. Slowly but surely, he started pumping up and down, meanwhile he continued his artwork of hickeys along your neck and chest bone. Not wanting to neglect his hard cock, you wrapped your hand around it and pressed your thumb over the tip. He exhaled sharply. Oscar leaned in close to your ear. “You wanna suck them?” Stuck in an endless loop of pleasure and torture, you could only whine as a pathetic attempt at an answer.

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jadedior · 1 year

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Me & u 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

you try to give Jude a facial

warning: suggestive.

a/n hiii everyone!! i’m back after a long time short blurb to welcome myself back !! i’m taking requests so send them if you have any pls. 💗hope you enjoy reading.

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"juddee" you winced as you felt his hand land on your ass

"i'm sorry i can't help it" he smirked as his hands rested on your hips

you were straddled on his lap both your knee on each side of his hips as Jude laid flat on the bed as you applied a serum on his face.

you proposed the idea of giving him a facial and surprisingly he agreed. you wanted to take care of him since he had js came home from training and had the next few days off.

you smiled at the view of him under you with the pink head band on and eye patches you got him to put on. admiring your boyfriend. how much you missed him while he was away at training

"instead of staring you should take a picture" he teased as he peaked through one eye

""omg i can't look at my boyfriend"

you acted fake offended

"but fine yk what i will take a picture to show everyone how you look right now with your pretty pink headband on and glitter eye patches,princess" you teased reaching for your phone

"no" he excalmed opening his eyes and sitting up grabbing your wrists to stop you

you laughed as you tried to play fight him to get to your phone

"baby no no" he said as he trapped you between his knees and pinned your wrists down to the bed with on of his hands as the other tickled your sides knowing how much you disliked being tickled bc you were so ticklish

"b-babe babe ok ok s" you tried to get out between laugher

"ok i won't I WONT" you got out as he stopped tickling you

"you promise" he questioned as his hand hovered over your stomach again

"YES YES I PROMISE" as you contored your body trying to get out his grip

his let your wrists go

"ok give me a kiss"

"no" you said as you pretended to be mad crossing your arms and pouting

"and get off of me you're crushing me" you giggled in a failed attempt to push him off

"not until you give me a kiss"

"fine but it's time to take off the eye patches"

you said as you reached up to peel the eye patches and slip the head band off

"how does your skin feel baby"

you asked caressed his cheek

"mm it feels refreshed"

he said as he leaned down to place a peck on your lips

"ohh but you forgot one last treatment" he said in between kisses

"what" you asked confused being sure you did everything also confused on how he would know abt skincare

"the treatment where you sit on my face" he smirked against your neck

"JUDE BELLINGHAM”

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#jude bellingham #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham smut #jude bellinghamsmut #jude bellingham imagine #fluff #imagine #football #footballer #22 #bvb dortmund #jude #england #birmingham

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mournstera · 9 months

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A Dark Mode guide - with CSS variables and JS

This was first published January 2022, but has been completely rewritten and updated in 2024!

This guide is aimed to make displaying dark mode more accessible and stable. I had a long talk with a user of one of my themes, who has some eyesight difficulties, I wanted to improve on accessibility in my themes - beginning with a better dark mode experience.

What we want

When selected, dark theme to stay dark when refreshing a page

To prevent default (light) theme from flashing before displaying dark mode when browsing

If a visitor has dark mode on their computer/device, honor their preference and display dark mode with the option to turn on light mode

a snappy transition(!) - with a way to override it though!

[View guide]

#tumblr resources #theme hunter #dark mode #resourcemarket #supportcontentcreators #plugins #codes by me #other

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gaybatmanenthusiast · 7 months

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SAILING HEARTS (oneshot)

(ZORO X MALE READER)

⋆★ word count : 429

⋆★ warnings : n/a

⋆★ summary : js zoro and m/n being silly cause i’m silly and gay

⋆★ extra : I’ve only watched ops 1st and 2nd ep lol, also I tried a different pov! it’s 3rd person I think idk

As the Thousand Sunny sailed across the vast ocean, echoing laughter resonated through the ship. Zoro, the committed swordsman of the Straw Hat crew, couldn't resist the charm of his playful and mischievous boyfriend, (M/N). Their relationship was like a refreshing breeze that brought joy to the crew during their adventures.

One sunny afternoon, Zoro found (M/N) sitting on the deck, intently examining the world map with a magnifying glass. Amused by the sight, Zoro couldn't help but chuckle.

"What are you doing there, (M/N)?" he asked, leaning against the railing.

(M/N) looked up, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "I'm trying to find the hidden treasure of laughter on this map! I've heard rumors that it can make even the grumpiest of pirates giggle like a child."

Zoro chuckled, shaking his head. "Only you would seek treasure in laughter. But hey, I'm game! Let's go on a treasure hunt together."

With those words, Zoro and (M/N) embarked on a delightful journey to find laughter hidden within the confines of the ship. Their first stop was the kitchen, where Sanji was busy preparing a delicious meal.

(M/N) wasted no time in putting on a funny apron and cheekily mimicking Sanji's cooking techniques. Zoro joined in, wielding a wooden spoon like a sword, playfully engaging in a mock culinary duel. The two of them ended up in fits of laughter, with even Sanji unable to hide his smile.

Their lighthearted antics continued throughout the ship. In the library, (M/N) playfully donned glasses, pretending to be a super-serious scholar while challenging Zoro to a battle of wits. They both ended up laughing at their 'intellectual debates' that mostly consisted of outrageous theories and ridiculous book titles.

During the training sessions, Zoro couldn't resist teasing (M/N) by pretending to forget his own sword techniques. They both ended up in a flurry of exaggerated movements, failing hilariously at imitating each other's signature moves.

In the evening, as the sun began to set, Zoro and (M/N) settled on the ship's bow, staring at the horizon. "I didn't find that treasure on the map," (M/N) sighed, resting their head on Zoro's shoulder. "But who needs a map when we can create laughter ourselves?"

Zoro smiled, placing a gentle kiss on their forehead. "You're right. We have our own treasure right here, in each other."

And as they sailed into the sunset, their laughter echoed through the ship, reminding the crew that amidst the chaos of the Grand Line, there would always be moments of silliness and love.

#one piece #zoro x reader #one piece zoro #zoro x male reader #zoro x masc reader #male reader #m! reader #one piece x male reader

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hannyoontify · 11 months

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jihoon and the comfort of his studio

not a fic! i'm currently experiencing a minor writer's block (hence the lack of posts and activity on my acc the past couple days 🥲) i got this idea but i am physically incapable of putting this into readable, story-like words so here's js.. a ramble 😭 maybe once i'll get unstuck i'll turn this into a drabble tee hee

so let's say you're a light sleeper. like from a young age, you struggled to fall and stay asleep, even in your own bed, so imagine how hard it is for you to fall asleep in unfamiliar settings.

except, you can fall asleep in jihoon's studio js like that.

when you and jihoon first started dating, you told him abt your struggles with falling asleep and staying asleep for long periods of time, which jihoon could relate to bc he was also a light sleeper himself. so the first time he brings you into his studio (which by the way, he doesn't show js anyone) you notice that there's a sofa OVERFLOWING with pillows and blankets. you ask him about and he's js like 'i sleep here sometimes when i'm working overnight' and js casuallyyy mentions that you're always welcome to crash in his studio if you ever have trouble falling asleep.

(when you ask vernon and hoshi a couple months later, you find out that he replaced his dingy, almost 10 year old couch with the newest, most expensive model on the market only a couple weeks after dating you, and he bought a whole bunch of pillows and blankets and made sure to put them through the laundry TWICE. AND he also restocked up on refreshments in his mini fridge except they weren't filled to the brim with energy drinks and caffeinated sugar water, as vernon liked to call them. rather, it was filled with water, almonds, walnuts, chilled chamomile tea as well as chamomile tea packets and and melatonin gummies. apparently, he also learned from minghao different meditation techniques to help a person (you supposedly) fall asleep)

so you become a regular at jihoon's studio now bc of COMFORTABLE IT IS. like you can fall asleep to the clicky clacky noises of his keyboard and his soft humming. he would check up on you every hour or so js to make sure you're doing okay and HIS SOFT SMILE UGHGHHGHG SOMEONE GET ME A JIHOON RN

like this is js jihoon's way of taking care of you. silent actions that might go unnoticed to some people. he cares for you sm like he js wants you to get some rest :((

a/n : i wrote this last night and then fell asleep like right afterwards LMAOA oops 🫢 anyway this was super messy and i’m not very satisfied with the result (same goes for everything i’m working on rn 🥲) but hope you guys enjoyed!!

#hannyoontify.drabbles #seventeen #svt #svt imagines #seventeen fluff #seventeen imagines #seventeen blurbs #woozi #jihoon #svt x reader #svt fanfic #seventeen au #svt fluff #fluff #woozi fluff

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enkvyu · 8 months

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jjk x reader who hasnt moved on from their ex😭😭😭 I LIVE FOR ANGST!!!!

jjk characters x reader who hasn't moved on

anon you are so REAL for this, thank you for the request !! i didn't know what chars u wanted so i js picked the main trios 🫶 sorry for the wait n i hope u enjoy

gojo satoru

there's only one gojo satoru in the world. he's distinct whether he likes it or not, and though his active choice in his fashion sense is partly to blame, the fact that he is the strongest is an isolated virtue

so why do you find yourself seeing a different set of eyes when you see him? his blue eyes are hard to miss, but every now and then, his shade of blue fades to black

to think gojo is unaware is to label yourself ignorant. his six eyes penetrates through the lies protecting your broken heart. they leave you bare and vulnerable, shivering in his embrace but your hold remains tight, and it only dawns on you now that it is desperation fuelling the act

"i can see it in your eyes, you're searching for something i can't give you." he whispers to you, voice low. the sound threatens to drift away if you don't snatch at it. "you say you love me but your heart is taken by someone else. how do you expect me to compete with a ghost?"

you squeeze your eyes shut. "please, pretend for me. i know it isn't fair on you but i need you, gojo."

his arm around you tightens and when you try to rest your head on his chest, he relents and lets you. it isn't fair, your actions can never be forgiven, not in this lifetime and certainly not in the next but in the next life you won't need his forgiveness. your heart will already be healed by another

getou suguru

getou has never felt so empty. he isn’t crying, there's a strength akin to stubbornness sealing those fragile emotions away, but there’s something much uglier lurking in the swamps of his eyes

“it’s fine.” he whispers, fingers pressed against your wrist in a hold that is devoid of warmth and care. “it’s fine. just hold onto me, even if it’s like grasping at straws, i just need you to hold onto me.”

you promise him yes, yes of course the special place in your heart houses him and only him, but your lie is weak and feeble. it tumbles off your tongue and splatters on the ground, shattering like glass, cutting through the dense tension. it's almost humorous how pathetic and unsure you were

getou’s eyes grow dim and you know if the both of you were to continue past this moment like awakening from a nightmare, it would haunt your conscious regardless. but getou prefers that uncertainty to the hollow abyss you'll leave in your absence

his hold loosens, not in an attempt to release you but in an attempt to plead. “don’t let me go.”

“i promise i won’t.”

though he fears it'll be you who will leave his side to chase after lingering regrets, it is inevitably getou that fades away. when he leaves you, leaves the academy, you can't help but feel you should have held onto him tighter

ieiri shoko

shoko's neutrality is your source of confidence. there's comfort in her consistency, that no matter the circumstances of the rest of the world, she will remain by your side, still as dependable as ever. it's rewarding, then, to elicit a smile on her face or a burst of laughter from her stomach, something rare now that she has lost more than she's ever gained

the two of you wait in front of your laptop, anticipating the news of your acceptance (hopefully) into medical school. nerves has you biting your nails and shoko gently pats your hand away to rid your old habit. seconds past, the minute hand crosses the threshold and when you refresh your email, something new pops up. big bold letters announces your success

"i should tell gojo!" is your first thought. the words fall from your lips without another thought, and it is only when your fingers are already wrapped around your phone and a giddy grin adorns your face that you realise the first person you wished to celebrate with wasn't your girlfriend. dread makes your gaze slow as it slides up to meet shoko's, and you find her already looking at you

there isn't heartbreak that greets you, nor shock, just simple understanding. her eyes see through you, through your facade and through your lies but there isn't hatred either that colours her face. she breathes in a mouthful of smoke and when she exhales, the tension in her shoulders relaxes

she grins sardonically. "tell him." and the gesture is no longer followed by warmth

itadori yuuji

there's something alluring about optimism. it entices you, smothering creeping impulsive thoughts and late night wishes of the past. when yuuji smiles, you swear the whole world fades away until it's just you and him against opposing forces. his love for you is pure and like him, forever enduring and limitless in what he'll do for you. if only you were good enough for him

the weight of the world has been out to get him lately. you need to be by his side, it's the least you can do. “you talk like you only have me.” your attempt to lighten the atmosphere fails. yuuji’s eyes only darkens and he clenches his jaw, unable to meet your eye.

“that’s because i do only have you left.” he hesitates. “don’t you feel the same?”

a chill runs up your spine. you open your mouth to tell him yes, yes of course he was all you had too, he had to be, or else what did the past years mean? but your heart betrays your good will and beats for another

yuuji notices the change before you can hide it. the truth is out in the open and for a moment, neither of you dares to acknowledge it out of fear for what comes next. your abandoned love is heavier than his previous burden, and his shoulders sag in defeat

those shouldn't have been your last words to him

fushiguro megumi

the bubble tea is cool against the summer humidity, beads of condensation running over your fingers. you take a sip of your sweet drink and sigh in satisfaction. "this used to be yuuji's favourite." you tell your boyfriend. "he'd always get this one. i seriously don't know how he lives with all that sugar in his body."

you laugh at your own words, your good mood evident in the skip in your step. all megumi wishes for is your happiness, but this type of joy is one he dislikes

"you're not even trying." megumi replies instead. his accusation cuts right through you, dropping your smile. you open your mouth to say something, perhaps to act clueless or even to deny the truth, but nothing comes out. the saccharine taste in your mouth grows foul

megumi frowns at your silence. "you won't even defend yourself?"

how can you, when anything that escapes will only ever be an excuse?

"you told me you'd try. i've given you every bit of me but you're still holding onto something of theirs. were you only lying?"

guilt suffocates you, but for all the wrong reasons. your heart falls for betraying megumi, but it stops because you still feel sorry for yourself

kugisaki nobara

the warm summer breeze combs through your hair as you set foot onto the beach, catching your hat as it attempts to be carried with the wind. nobara appears by your side, a wide grin stretched on her face as she takes you in, backdropped against the sea

there's love in her eyes you can't ingest without a frown so you quickly glance away, busying yourself with unpacking your things. you only turn back around when your girlfriend lets out a short squeal

“my bad!” nobara says as you catch her sunhat just before it makes its way to the sea. the ribbons on the hat flutters, reaching delicately around your wrist but the fabric isn't strong enough to hold you captive

"it's windy, let me help you tie the ribbons together so your hat stays on." you say. nobara's heart picks up at the intimate gesture, eyes fluttering around your face at the close proximity, sweeping down to your lips. she looks up to ask for permission but your eyes are downcast, reliving memories a lifetime ago

“ah.” nobara thinks, watching as your heart is occupied with another. you don't even seem to notice her excitement drain from her face, rendering her expressionless. “this doesn't feel pleasant.”

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SECRETS & WEBS pt 2 — s.rj oneshot

pairings: spiderman!ryujin x roommate fem!reader

summary: your roommate, shin ryujin, turns out to be the citys superhero , spiderman.

warnings: language, slight mentions of blood and gore

wc: 1.5k

note: continue of part 1

A week has passed since ryujin helped you study for your exam, thanks to her you passed. To celebrate you both and a couple of more friends decided to do karaoke, since that week was also the week before spring break. But you guys ended up leaving early due to ryujin having ‘urgent business’ to attend to.

Come to think about it… Ryujin has been disappearing, and excluding from alot of activities lately, like sure shes been like this but since forever, but its getting worse, not to mention shed come home with new scratches and bruises. And of course when you ask her what happened she just brushes you off saying its not a big deal.

You were actually on your way home from the grocery store, since there was no uni for a week you decided to cook a homemade meal, something you haven’t did in a while.

Your thoughs were immediately stopped bye the sound of a can knocking over freaking you out a bit. You often walked home with Ryu but since she had work you decided to js run errands alone.

You pretend you didnt notice a thing.

But you now have the feeling of someone watching you, no scratch that, following you.

You began to quicken your pace glancing over your left shoulder to see a villain with a glowing katana speeding towards you. Your heart races as you began to run “WHAT THE FUCK! PLEASE SOMEONE HELP!!” You scream out hoping someone heard you.

As you were running you suddenly see a web shooting out infront then around you and you were soon lifted off of the ground. “You alright ma’am?” She points her free hand to the villan, thats was trapped in her webs.

You stiffened in shock.

One you were severely afraid of heights, and two that was not a mans voice you just heard. “Holy shit.” were the only two words that escaped your lips.

Spiderman— well Spiderwoman, chuckles as you cursed under your breath. “Its okay ma’am, i gotchu!” You could feel that she was smiling under her mask.

She ends up dropping you off in a neighborhood close to yours. She dusts you off before speaking again “Please stay safe ma’am, its a dangerous world out here!” and then she leaves.

“What the actual fuck.” is all you say before walking home.

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You walked into your shared apartment, suprised by the lights being on, you scrunched up your nose before hanging up your coat, and walking to the kitchen.

At the same time, Ryu looked like she just had left the shower, she was only in her bra and shorts, drying her hair with a towel. You watch her in confusion.

“What? Are you done staring babe?” She asks with a smirk on her pretty lips. You roll your eyes before placing the groceries on the kitchen island.

“Wasn’t staring, just surprised you’re home early..” You say starting to remove the contents from the bags. “And stop calling me babe.” You say with a disgusted look.

“Sure babe.” She retorts and you once again roll your eyes. “Whats all this for? You cooking tonight?” She asks helping me remove the rest of the ingredients from the bags.

“I was, but after the events that happened today, I just wanna soak in the bath and rest.” You say letting out an exhausting sigh.

“As much as I wanna ask about those events, Id rather hear them after you’ve freshened up.” She says walking to stand infront of me. “How about this, I’ll take it from here, and you go ‘soak’ or whatever you said.” She finishes letting out a slight giggle.

You again roll your eyes before leaving the kitchen to take the most relaxing bath ever, not knowing Ryujin watched your every move intently.

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After your refreshing shower, you did your skincare and then got dressed in your pajamas. As you were walking towards the kitchen, the smell of delicious food hit your nose, almost tasting it.

“Welcome back cutie, I made your favorite.” Ryujin says setting the dinner table where you both will be eating. You gave her a warm smile.

“Smells really good oh my god, im actually so hungry right now.” You say taking a seat in one of the chairs, adding food to your plate. Ryujin mimics your actions.

You both enjoy the food and you tell her how good it tastes and she returns a thank you with a generous smile.

After a comfortable silence, Ryujin began to speak again. “So avoid earlier, what happened?” She was now staring at you with interest, her gaze made chills go up your spine.

“Um well…Spiderman saved me? Well— Spiderwoman I guess?” You stumble over your words, “Man I dont even know where to start, I was being chased one minute the next i was in the fucking air!!” You exclaim throwing your head back a little.

“All of it is kind of a blur, I mean i was so caught up on the fact that I was really high up. I am severely scared of heights ryujin, I was on the verge of passing out.” You finish stuffing more food into your mouth.

You glance up at Ryujin who is already staring at you she then speaks, “Fuck, why didn’t you tell m—” She then quickly stops, “I mean— why didnt you tell her? You raise your eyebrow.

See you’ve had some suspicions of Ryujin being spiderman and asked her about it. She told you that it was nonsense and that theres no way should could possibly take part in that role. You ended up brushing it off because after all, Spiderman was a man. But after hearing Ryujin slip up, you decided to question it.

“What did you mean why didn’t I tell you? Is there something you wanna tell me Shin Ryujin?” You cross your arms and stare at her.

But she doesn’t budge, infact she stares back at you with the same intensity. “Cmon Y/N, are you seriously still stuck on that? Its been months let it go.”

“Well sorry that you’ve been so suspicious, that the only conclusion I can come up with is that youre spiderman or should i say woman?” You scoff.

You both hold eye contact for another minute before she sighs and stands up, grabbing both plates. “Listen, I don’t know why you think Im spiderwoman, but im not so drop it.” She says walking to the sink. “You should get some rest, its late.”

You lay in your bed, staring blankly at the roof, unable to sleep, as you replay the argument from earlier, and the past few weeks in your mind. All the strange injuries, the late nights, the mysterious absences... it all clicks into place.

Something was up with Ryujin and you were gonna find out what.

You shut your eyes trying to atleast get a few hours of sleep before your morning lectures.

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After your classes were over, Ryujin messaged you, telling you that shes wouldnt be home for a few hours, you decided to use that time to put your plan into action.

You walked into your apartment, hanging up your coat, taking off your shoes and slipping on your slides before heading to your room. You then changed into something comfy before walking out and into ryujins room.

Her room was decent, not messy but not clean. She actually had weights in her room, along with some other minor exercising equipment. Books were scattered over her desk and the lamp was still on.

Over the desk was a clock that read,

6:30pm.

You hum before going over to her bed with your phone and scroll on social media. Getting comfortable in the bed, you waited for Ryujins arrival.

You glanced iver at the clock once more,

10:56pm

It had been almost 5 hours and she had yet to come home.

Suddenly, the window creaks open, and there was Ryujin quietly trying to sneak in with her spiderman suit. She removes the mask before closing the window. As she turns around she sees you sitting on her bed and she stiffens, letting out a small sigh.

Her hair was a mess, and her suit had a hole in the side, thats when you saw her bleeding from the spot and immediately ran over to her.

You didnt care about the fact that she lied about being spiderman at that moment, all you cared about was treating the wounds and helping her recover. You didn’t want to believe your theories that she was the hero, but here she was. Infront of you. Injured.

“I am so fucking angry at you right now, how the hell? what the hell? I mean Ryujin seriously are you okay?” I scold and she just leans down and rests her head on my shoulder.

“I cant heal it, it hurts.” Is all she says before passing out.

At that moment, everything was a blur. Blood was gushing out of her and the first aid kit wasn’t helping. You didnt want to leave her alone so you carried her to the living room to get a phone. But as you reached the location, the same man that had been following you was sitting right there. On the sofa. Where Ryujin usually sat.

Before you could do anything, he pulled out his glowing knife from earlier, and everything went black.

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a/n: yall thought it was a happy ending?? 😂😂

#⁺ 𓂋 𓈒 ࣪𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 #shin ryujin #ryujin x fem reader #ryujin itzy #ryujin x reader #itzy ryujin #itzy drabbles #ryujin drabble #kpop imagines #kpop x reader #spiderman #spiderman au

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