#OKAYY and in my case

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okay hii, i made a numbered list for all of my stimboards along with their corresponding gifs. <3 on my stim sideblog, i rb all the stims i use for stimboards and i do it by number, the list is so that hopefully its easier to find what number corresponds to what board! ill try to update this as i make more, please let me know if you notice if i miss one or if a link breaks !!

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05/09/24

[madamechrissy]

Fucking Hiromi Higuruma's face <3

pairingss- Boss Hiromi x F! assistant reader

warnings- it's literally just a oneshot/drabble of Hiromi wanting you to fuck his face so he can de-stress from his busy day :') Oral (f receiving) some teasing, Hiromi being desperate for you, jerking off, panty stealingg

This is my first time writing for himm ahhh hope I do okayy!

Hiromi can't stop staring at his pretty law assistant - you - every time you bend over. He also can't help how irritated he gets when men in the office flirt with you. But, you're not his...

Yet.

"Mr. Higuruma, here." You're smiling as you hand him a stack of papers you've notated for him, looking too damn pretty in that red blazer and pencil skirt.

"Thank you, love," he murmurs softly, taking them from you, and you frown a bit. "What's wrong?"

"You look exhausted, everything okay?" He smiles a bit, thin lips crooking up as he eyes you, there are bags much more than his usual under dark eyes.

"I'm always tired." He mumbles, swiping a hand over his face.

"But you look very tired, is there anything I can do to help more?" You walk up to him now, a hand brushing his shoulder over his black suit jacket, his heart thrums in his chest at the contact.

If you knew the filthy things he thinks about you, the way he strokes his cock imagining you when he gets home, the way he glimpses those panties you wear when you cross and uncross those legs. He's thought of fucking stealing a pair, just to taste you, it's gotten that bad the obsession with you.

You're younger, you're bright and so energetic, perhaps the opposite of him, exhausted constantly from taking on far too many cases lately, throwing himself into his work. Your fingers are burning through the layer of his jacket, he faintly notices your breasts rising and falling with your breaths.

"I could rub your neck, it looks tense. Or is that too forward-"

"Can you fuck my face?"

"Huh!?"

"Huh?" You blink for a moment, so confused, your lips parted. "I said nothing," he clears his throat and yanks on that black skinny tie, veins pressing up under the tanned skin.

"Nothing, huh?" You lean down, tugging at the tie, yanking him just a bit so that he moans softly. "You sure it was nothing?"

"I'm very tired..." his breath is right against your lips now, you're tugging him right to you, making him lose it. He's already blurted it all out there, too.

Fuck he's so screwed.

"Say it again, Hiromi," the way that rolls off your tongue is way too sweet now. "Did you say you needed a massage?"

"No," he admits, cheeks more flushed the closer you get. "I said... I want you to fuck my face."

Your tummy clenches, letting go of the tie somewhat, he eases back in his office chair, you sit right up on his desk, shoving stacks of papers on each side. He licks his lower lip as you do, hands gripping your thighs and shoving up that pencil skirt. "Well, then, get down there and I will."

"Fuck, you're the best assistant ever, y'know that love?" You try to act bold, but when his breath is on your cunt over your panties, you whine out, his long nose bumping your clit over the cloth soaking. "Smell so sweet..."

"I do?" He moans, nodding, burying himself in your scent desperately, long tongue lapping as you grip strands of dark brown hair in one of your hands, head falling back as he soaks the fabric. "Mmnh!"

"Shh," he murmurs, a hand slipping up your calf gently, goosebumps rising along his touch in a trail, while he nuzzles your cunt. "Want people to hear you being so slutty?"

"Y-you're slutty," Hiromi chuckles against your skin, pulling back now, leaning in that seat, loosening the tie so part of his collarbone is exposed just a bit, watching you with dilated pupils under those lazy lidded eyes. "Mnh, get back there."

"Take em off, hmm pretty?" you can't tell if he's letting you take the lead or if he's keeping it. You bite your lower lip, shaking your head, making him raise a brow. "I said, take them off."

"Yes, sir." The way he commands you so gently has you trembling, thighs already sticky as arousal slips down from your little hole, aching from his teasing. You slip them down, leaning on your elbows and lifting your hips in the quiet little office, light filtering in through the blinds and casting shadows of your form and his on one of the cream walls.

He's exhaling when he sees your cunt for the first time, his cock leaking even more precum, glistening and puffy already. "Barely touched you yet," he taunts softly, dragging your panties down your ankles, right over your pretty black heels. "Why so wet already?"

You don't get to respond really, he's kissing you then, one because he wants to taste your lips, and two, he needs to sneak your panties into the pocket of his slacks. You are lost in his kisses, the lazy and leisurely way his tongue slips inside your mouth, your nails gripping his starch white dress shirt, fingers slipping between your thighs and rubbing your slit.

"Fuck, so wet for me, love..." he's whispering against your lips, leaving trails of saliva as his kiss gets messier, nose bumping against your before he leans back, sinking to his knees.

The sight of your boss like that is heady, his knees on the rug beneath you two, his hands spreading your thighs now, burying his face right back between them. He's hungry, messy, so desperate as he devours your pussy like he's starving, so intense how his tongue fucks your hole, how his nose bumps your twitchy clit, and you're grinding on him, so wet it's dripping all across his face.

Hiromi laps up every bit of wetness you have, his other hand palming his erection, throbbing and leaking, moaning against your slick heat and causing vibrations that have you almost screaming out. You bite down on your knuckles to prevent a scream, your other hand stuck in his hair as he moves his head side to side.

"H-Hiromi..." You're whispering his name, dragging him away from your cunt for just a moment, his eyes so lidded you can hardly see his irises.

"Yes, love, what do you need?" He's your boss asking you what you need, on his knees, the movement of two fingers slipping into your hole with a messy squelch making you whine out.

"Wanna cum, please," he smirks just a little, that tired smile he always gives you, face coated in your slick.

"Then cum for me, you deserve to, such a good law assistant, aren't you?" You eat up the praise as he eats up your juicy cunt, messy and sloppy with it. He's filthy in face, moaning into your hole as he spreads you so wide, and your hips arch up and down. "That's it, fuck my face."

You realize that is exactly what you're doing, fucking his face, his nose slips between your folds at certain points, tongue moving up and down in wicked stripes. You hear it, the wetness mixing with your soft whines and his hushed moans, buried against your cunt as he pushes you right over the edge.

"Gonna cum-" knock knock knock.

You curse, and Hiromi pulls back, scowling at the door. "I'm busy."

"Mr-"

"Busy." He says it so firm, making you even needier, throbbing around nothing as you stroke back his strings of hair falling over his now sweat covered brow. "Cum for me,"

You can't not cum, not when the knocks subside and the footsteps echo away, and Hiromi has his tongue curling inside your gummy walls, they convulse around the wet muscle, as you scream out into your palm, leaned back on the desk. Your entire body radiates from the sweet pressure in your core, until you're seeing black spots, back arching up as you ride it out against his long nose, his lips, his entire fucking face.

"Use me, fuck," you never expected those words, but you do just that, much to Hiromi's pleasure, pulling his hair so hard it's painful, just making him stroke his cock once, twice, so hard it's painful. You use him and ride out one orgasm into another, suffocating him between your thighs.

It's perfect.

"Oh my g-god..." you're shaking as you come to, movements halting, Hiromi pulls back and licks his lips, standing and hovering over you, pinning your hips to the desk while you swipe some of your cum off his face, cheeks heated at how much there was. "Did that really relax you?"

"Oh, it did." He tilts your chin up, kissing you, letting you taste yourself all along his lips, while one of his hands entangles in your hair, loosely fallen from its ponytail early. "Mmm, get back to work."

"Get back to work? what about you?" He just presses a kiss on your head, smiling.

"I'm well relaxed. Same time tomorrow?" You nod shyly, giggling a bit as he eases you down on wobbly legs. You're too fucked out to notice your missing panties, so Hiromi uses them to cum in right before his meeting with the new law interns, burying them in one of his drawer after busting his load, sighing and standing, stretching.

That was just the trick for his exhaustion.

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[arminsumi]

S. Geto ★ Adult Store | 3

★ Chapter index | Part 1 | Part 2

★ Synopsis : Sooo... his apartment. At six. Sex. No toys. Just you and him. Sound good?

★ Warnings : 18+ content, smut, semi-public m*sturbation (at work), sexting, exchanging nudes, dirty talk, creampie, cunnilingus, toys, solo male m*sturbation, squirting, multiple orgasms, wet dreams, mentions threesome with Satoru, "sl*t"

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"Just like that... I'm so close."

Suguru moaned your name to himself and rolled his head back, pumping you full of his sensitive cock. He was so close to blowing inside your soft pussy.

But just before his wet dream got to the good part, he woke up. Grumbling awake, he felt sticky precum smeared on his inner thigh. So much had dribbled out his cock while dreaming of you. He nearly came in his sleep.

Hardly giving himself time to blink the sleepiness out of his eyes, he rolled over to grab his phone. Seeing your morning message made his lips curl into a smile.

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You: morningg 🥱 Suguru: morning pretty girl Suguru: i woke up a bit too excited 🙈💦 You: aw hope you dreamed of me Suguru: i did [IMG] You: needdd 🤤 the curve ahh Suguru: bet you wish it was inside you huh 🖤 You: yes pls You: so excited for tonight. i can't think about anything but you

Suguru got butterflies.

His head got foggier, and his boner was still throbbing hot against his inner thigh. Your texts got spicier, so he lazily squeezed and jerked his cock through his pants while struggling to reply with one hand.

Suguru: i'll buy extra condoms just in case You: oh... dw i'm on birth control Suguru: oh? 🙈 what are you suggesting...? You: you can cum inside me 🤍

Suguru let out a shuddery moan and accidentally came in his pants.

****

Work was slow. The adult store was quiet for most of the day. Suguru lazed around and texted you.

Suguru: this one's also a best seller atm [IMG] You: wow i wouldn't even suspect that to be a toy 😂 what is it? Suguru: it's a suction pulsation toy. you put it on your clit. You: oh? 😵‍💫 hmm sounds fun but i'd prefer your tongue Suguru: 2 more hours left of work 🥲 You: 😔💔 Suguru: glad the store is quiet tho. i'm too horny to work. You: me too. i keep squeezing my thighs together when i see your texts. you got me all sensitive and you're not even here lol Suguru: aw you should have brought a toy with to help calm you down You: yeah 😔 rlly tempted to just take a bathroom break Suguru: you could just rub yourself under your desk 👀 You: only if you guide me through it 🤍

Suguru raised his brows and felt his cheeks warm up a little. He glanced around the store. Quiet. Not a single customer had entered for over an hour.

Suguru: stroke your middle finger up and down your pussy Suguru: very gently make it almost ticklish You: okay 🤍 Suguru: cup and squeeze it too for me pretty girl Suguru: how's it feel? You: really goodd 🤤 Suguru: yeah i bet. Suguru: rub circles on your clit nice and slow. just take your time. You: okayy You: this is rlly risky 🥺 Suguru: but you're turned on aren't you? You: yess Suguru: slut 🖤

Your clit got puffier and more sensitive as you started following Suguru's instructions over text. Every now and then you had to stop for fear of someone spotting you getting off under the desk.

Your chat with him got filled with spicier messages. Suguru kept turning you on more and more, making your clit buzz.

Work? What work? It was playtime.

Suguru: good girl. don't worry about anything just get those panties wet for me. You: are you stroking yourself too 🥺 Suguru: mhm. wanna see? You: yes please Suguru: [IMG] Suguru: all for you 🖤 You: omg You: need you inside me so bad :( Suguru: uh huh bet it sucks to clench around nothing You: meanie You: go faster with me please

He'd abandoned the checkout desk and went for a "bathroom break". Suguru stroked himself faster, imagining you touching yourself with him drove him wild. And the fact you were doing it under your desk while at work?

Suguru: i'm close 🖤 You: me too please cum with me Suguru: ok pretty girl. let's cum together.

His heart fluttered at your message, and he quickly felt his orgasm build up in his cock. Suguru threw his head back and bit his lip to hold in his moan while cumming a thick load.

Suguru: oops i made a mess brb You: lol 😂 Suguru: was it good? You: really good 🤤 thank uuu Suguru: mhm. see you later 🖤

****

He was practically shaking from desire while making out with you against his apartment door; moaning into your mouth then sucking on your tongue, eagerly squeezing your hips with his veiny hands.

He was breathless, "G—good to see you." he said.

"Y—yeah. Good to see you too." you replied.

He had you pinned against his front door. Yup, immediately after having arrived at his doorstep and walking in, the two of you just lunged for each other like two pathetically horny people.

He felt delightfully dumbed by the sexual friction between you and him. His hard-on pressed flush against your body, you could feel him already leaking precum.

You kissed, he backed away playfully. You followed. Then he kept backing away to tease you.

"Are you luring me like a fish?" you chuckled.

"Yeah..."

He backed into his bedroom door and opened it swiftly.

Leaning down to kiss you, his hands cupped under your ass and felt it up while you slid your hands under his shirt.

"Take this off, please."

"Take it off yourself." he teased.

Suguru's tummy flipped when you took his shirt off. Your eyes caught on his pecs and he noticed, so he took your hand and placed it on them.

You were a little taken aback. A shyness showed on your expression as you felt how firm his body was.

"Don't be shy; touch wherever you like. Just feel my body."

"But I'm kinda..." you giggled shyly.

"Shy? It's okay, I'll fuck the shyness out of you soon enough." he said.

Yeah, you'll be too full of my dick to be able to think, let alone be shy.

****

While he rubbed his cockhead through your slit, his stomach tensed up in excitement.

Fuck, and there I was just telling her not to be shy... and now I'm so fucking nervous. What the hell... why does it feel like I'm losing my virginity all over again?

Suguru prepped you a bit more, he slid his fingers into your hole and stimulated your G-spot with ticklish circles.

Finally sinking his needy cock inside you felt like heaven. He slid in a few inches deep, and shuddered at the feeling of your shape, the ridge and texture, the little squeezes of your walls.

"It’s not too big for you, right?" he asked caringly.

"N—no."

Nah. She's gotta be lying. I can feel her cunt struggling to take me.

Yeah, you were lying — he was so thick that the stretch was all you could focus on. Your lips formed an erotic O shape, expression turning slutty even though he wasn't even bottomed out yet.

"You sure?" he smirked down at you, two veiny hands at either side of your hips, denting the bed with his weight.

Suguru inched inside until you gasped.

"Fuck! Oh that's — mmm! — big!"

Suguru groaned softly, feeling your ring of muscle constrict around him. He slid in and out slowly to get his cock soaked.

"I don't know if I can take it..." you moan.

His cock curved up into your G-spot and you let out a shuddery moan.

"Don't worry. I'll stretch you out." he purred before giving you a hard kiss. "Just hold onto my arms."

****

“Fuck! Right there!” you screamed into the pillow.

Suguru softly grunted and focused his eyes on the sight of his cock moving in and out of your pussy. You fisted your hands into the messed up bedsheets.

When he felt his orgasm start to build up, he suddenly pulled out of you.

“Nooo, put it back in!” you cried, kicking your feet.

“Just a second, baby.” he murmured sweetly.

He smirked down at you and planted a hard slap on your ass, causing you to jolt forward and groan.

Sliding back in made him momentarily close his eyes, because your walls hugged him so perfectly.

“Mmm!” you kicked your feet around again when he started up his thrusting again.

Suguru wasn’t merciless with how he fucked you into the mattress, but he really wanted to be. He was holding back so hard just to make sure you could enjoy yourself completely.

Sometimes he’d start pounding into you and then self-consciously eased off when he heard you whimpering.

“Are you okay?” he giggled into your ear.

“Y-yes! Do that again, please.”

He flipped you onto your back and pushed your legs back, splitting them wide open for him.

****

Suguru fucked you into a quick orgasm and his own followed immediately after he felt your pussy milking his cock.

“Oh my god…” he giggled into the crook of your neck, “I’m so sorry. I thought I’d last longer than that…”

You laughed with him. Suguru hovered over your back, his bangs dangling over his eye, and he kissed from your shoulder down middle of your back. His two hands roughly grabbed and pried apart your ass cheeks, thumbing into your creampied pussy. Some of his cum dribbled out.

You hummed and wiggled your ass for him.

Fuck. I think I just fell in love.

“Do you want to take a shower?” he asked softly.

“Yes please. I feel so wet and sticky.” you laughed.

He smacked your ass again and slowly slid off the bed, scouring for your panties before his boxers. He helped you slide them back on.

****

While you went off to shower, Suguru dressed up and went into the thin kitchen.

He checked his phone.

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Satoru: stop ignoring me hoe Satoru: ARE U GUYS STILL HAVING SEX OMG IT’S BEEN 3 HOURS??? Satoru: WTF KINDA STAMINA DOES SHE HAVE Suguru: lol u sound lonely Satoru: omg finally 😿 Suguru: i think i wanna marry her 😔 Satoru: WAHT WAS IT THAT GOOD???? Satoru: UR STILL MY BEST FRIEND RIGHT?? Suguru: yes Satoru: is she down for a threesome???? 👀 Suguru: wtf satoru 😂 Satoru: JOKING 🙄🙄 ask her tho Suguru: i'm blocking you Satoru: babyyy don't b like this!! sharing is caring!! 😍 Suguru: 😑

****

When you got out the shower and clothed yourself, you smelled something good cooking. Suguru wasn’t in the bedroom anymore, so you went to the kitchen.

The tiny round table by the window was dressed up with a white cloth and a single candle in the center.

“What’s this, a dinner date or something?” you asked.

“Yeah, well, I just I thought you might be, uh, hungry…” he said shyly. “… after all that exercise, you know.”

You gave him a flirty look, then sat down to eat.

****

He was giggling hard. His cheeks were hot.

“So, what’s for dessert?” that’s what you had asked to fluster him.

“What if I eat you out right here on the table?” he suggested, and you both went silent.

Suguru tilted his head at you and waited for your response.

Your response? Spreading your legs on the table for him, of course.

Suguru nuzzled his face deep between your thighs, dark hair tickling your skin.

He placed worshipping kisses on top of your pussy, then swiftly stripped your panties off. They dangled on your ankles while he nosed in your pussy, kissing and licking it like it was his dessert.

Of course, Suguru Geto was the type of boy to get hard from going down on a girl. His cock pulsed and twitched in his loose sweatpants.

You gasped when he sucked on your clit and nudged it with his tongue.

He looked up at you through his messy hair, sharp eyes observing your reactions to his skilled-tongue fucking. Your juices gushing down his chin drove him nuts.

“Oh, shit that’s good!” you cried, grabbing a fistful of hair and eliciting a moan from him that you felt vibrating on your clit.

He gasped for a breath, pulled away momentarily but then dove right back in as if he didn't need air as desperately as he needed pussy.

As soon as you started squirming around, Suguru hooked his arms around your body to keep you firmly in place.

His back muscles flexed while he ate you out. Yes, his knees hurt a bit from kneeling on the tiled kitchen floor for an hour, but it was worth it to get you squirting all over his pretty face.

Suguru withdrew from your pussy and wiped the streak of your juices off his cheek with a swipe of his thumb.

“Thanks for dessert.” he murmured, “Tasted really good.”

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The new Doorman

[Doppleganger!Milkman x Reader]

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{Author's note: So I accidentally made a promise to a bunch of people in tiktok so here I deliver you a smut, please note this is my first writing one since I'm more into Angst and I also made this gender neutral as I can so yeah.. Enjoy!}

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First day of Job being a doorman! finally you found a job, looking for one is a bit hard. And this is quite a high pay so why not but this one involves dealing with doppleganger's which is kinda dangerous but the D.D.D assured you that you'll be safe as long as you stay in your office.

After you watched the introductory film explaining about how the job works, you opened the metal window and saw the D.D.D personel

"Welcome and congratulations on your new Job! Remember you have to watch out carefully for the doppleganger's. There are times that the neighbors are not on the list, check their ID's closely and their appearance's as well, or else you and the others may end up dead.. That's all you may continue"

The personnel left and you decided to check the today's list

"Okayy.... So here will be the expected people..."

Izaack Gauss

Mia Stone

Albertsky Peachman

Elenois Sverchtz

Francis Mosses

Anastasia Mikaelys

"Wow... Uhuh that's quite alot....but nothing I can handle"

A few minutes later a person came "Good morning, I see you're a new doorman" The woman said as she handed in her ID "Good morning and Yes I am ma'am" You greeted then looked at her ID 'Gloria Schmicht'.... "Uh ma'am? May I ask why are you not in today's list?" You asked "Oh It's cause my mother had an emergency and I had to be there" After checking all the files and seeing almost no anomalies you called the apartment just in case and found out that the wife is actually home "Sorry nope, bye" you said immediately pressing the danger button and calling the D.D.D.

Hours passed by dealing with a few doppleganger's which some of them being visually creepy and threatening you till a man came, he was wearing a white button up shirt and a white hat that has 'Milkman' written on them. He looks tired, bags under his eyes showing then he spoke "Good afternoon, here's my ID and entry request" you stared momentarily before deciding to check all information, he also has an attractive voice which made you blush a little.

Learning that his name is Francis and he's the local milkman around town you couldn't help but have a little crush I mean he's attractive, his voice is also attractive, tired guys may or may not also be your type and he does have a pretty decent Job so he does perfectly fit your dream guy. Not long after it's finally night time and also the end of your shift, you packed your items that you brought with you then the one who'll exchange with you arrived "Hey..." She greeted "Hold on a sec, have to make sure you're the real one" you said checking all the workers files "Wow darling... Taking your job very seriously huh?.. impressive" she said with a subtle smile, she has green eyes and bags are shown under her eyes, she looks like she has been doing this for years.

"Well yeah... Don't want to lose a high paying job ya know" you replied and confirming that she's the real one "hmm, Understandable" you opened the metal door and she bid you goodbye "Careful darling, some doppleganger's are hostile and might attack you, here take this it's a 200v taser.... don't worry i have plenty" you thanked her and left to fo home. Walking home is kinda creepy especially at night, you wouldn't know when a creature of some sort is gonna pounce on you right now that's when you heard a rustle on a nearby bush then something jumped out.

It was cat... Quite a big one but it was injured on its side, you went closer and tried to reassure the cat "Hey... Hey there kitty, don't worry I'm a friend.." as you said those words the cat looked at you with a mix of hatred and confusion "I can help... I promise, I won't hurt you like whoever did that to you" The cat slightly calmed down and let you pick them up, you arrived home and put your bag down as well as settling the cat on your table and immediately finding the first aid.

You tended to the cat's wounds and surprisingly it just let you do your work, you winced to yourself finding that the wound is a bit deep "Gosh who would hurt a cat... They're sweet" finishing it up you wrapped the cat up with gauze "there you're all fixed up kitty... Hm.. i guess I could also feed you since you're at my house" you then went to your fridge to look for something to feed the cat and for yourself.

"You settling alright kitty?.." you asked, after feeding the cat you set up a box with a few soft rugs in them for the cat to sleep on and the cat looked at you with content eyes, chuckling lightly to yourself "you know it's amazing how your eyes can actually communicate, it's cute" you turned around to turn off the lights of you room "Night kitty..." You said finally falling asleep. The next morning you woke up and saw that the cat was nowhere to be seen and the window has few paw prints "Dang it I was planning on adopting him" you said sadly then started getting ready for the day.

Arriving at your workplace the girl from last night greeted you "Good morning darling!, did you have a good rest last night?" She asked "good morning, Yeah I did thanks for asking" you replied then she opened the metal door and went out "uh... You're not gonna check if I'm the real one?..." the girl turned around and said "Would you be asking that if you were a fake one?... And besides you're new it'll take a few days before they decide to copy you" she turned around again and left. Starting your shift like what you did Yesterday, letting a few people out giving them an entry request for when they come back, dealing with a few doppleganger's, letting people in once confirming that they're the real one till finally the guy from yesterday came; Francis "Hi mr. Milkman" you greeted, he looks a bit surprised when he saw you "Oh uh... Hello... " he said smiling slightly, you blushed then he handed you his ID only but you looked closely you saw he has a small mole on his left cheek which the real Francis didn't have. You kinda have memorized what he look and a few of his information from the files.... Kinda creepy of you but you couldn't help it, he was now your crush "Oh... I'm sorry, my good sir but I actually have this guy memorized and you're not him..." You said and before you could close the metal window you humped as he banged on the somehow sturdy window "What?!... How could!-... I see you like little mr. Milkman.. " the faker said his eyes were really angry and creepy "Yeah nope bye." you said then pressed the danger button and called for the D.D.D. Minutes later the metal window opened "There was no one in sight but I suppose the doppleganger already left before we arrive, you may now continue your work"

The day ended and you switched shifts with Loira, the name of the girl that you work with she bid you goodbye and you went home. Weeks later the things just go by on a repeat with some of them you going on a late night grocery, what's really interesting is that the doppleganger who always pretends to be Francis, he'd show up you find a small detail that the real Francis doesn't have, he'd get angry telling you things like "I'll get you next time" "I'll fool you one day" "Why are you so observative of the guy" then once you call for the D.D.D service he'd disappear before they could arrive like what's the deal with him?... Earlier he said something that actually sent shivers to your spine "Wait till I devour your fleshy body, Human" that was an actual pretty creepy threat, didn't realize that your already at your doorstep from a long day, you set down the groceries on the kitchen counter and went to take a quick shower and change.

After that you arranged all the groceries, it's pretty quiet around your house since you live alone, your parents on another country and your house is pretty far away from other residents so you'll be aable to hear anything out of the ordinary. Going up the stairs to sleep you decided to stretch around a little while you do so, you felt a weird sensation going up your leg, you looked down and a black substance of sorts but before you could scream another one covered your mouth as other one's quickly wrapped around your legs and arms separately, along your torso as well completely immobilizing you.

You looked around saw... Francis?... but his eyes are dark with white glowing dots on the middle "Hello... Doorman, I did say I will get you... Didn't I?" He spoke. You were confused, scared how did he know where you live? "Hey... Hey there... Little human, no need to get scared after all I'm a friend.... Aren't I?" That's when realization hit you. The cat that you helped was a doppleganger "you know human, you hurt me when you set your eyes on someone else... I thought you liked me?... Didn't you say so yourself?" He said which earned a muffled confused rambling from you "No... You must pay for making me believe you... " Before you could make another confused noise the tentacle like substance was removed around your mouth "What now-" you were cut off by something shoving into your mouth deeply making you gag, it was one of his tentacle.

[NSFW part]

He relentlessly attacked your mouth making you gag, you tried to squirm away but it was futile he has you wrapped around his other tentacle's. By then your eyes then started forming tears, you looked at the doppleganger of Francis which amused him "Look at you... Such an expression... I want more.. " he said. He set you down on your bed having your arms up above your head as he crawled between your legs "I did say I would devour your fleshy body... Don't worry it's not in a way I would eat you to the bone" he then slowly tore your garment earning a gaged up moan from you. He looked at you directly seeing that lewd expression from you also looking at him, he then slowly dipped his down between your legs which made you moan once again. You couldn't help but moan while he completely eats you out while also making you suck on one of his tentacle's, you were completely helpless making you take all of the pleasure like obedient slave.

That's when you felt something go in futher inside you, it felt like a very long tongue reaching up to the parts that you never could reach and hitting you perfectly on your spot making your body jolt and moan loudly than before "hmm?... is this your spot...?" He said while his tongue was still deep into you, he fastened up the pace than before almost a bit too fast than normal making your body more hotter and eager for a release. Not long after you came he adjusted himself, he humed in satisfaction "this will do..." He said then he removed the tentacle from your mouth as you looked at him with tired eyes "aww.... Already tired? Unlucky for you I'm not done yet" he adjusted his position, you didn't even notice that he entered you once again but this with his cock which made you yelp in surprise. He mercilessly pounded at a fast not giving you a preparation while his other tentacle's explore your exposed especially around your chest, waist and neck and his hands holding your thighs firmly to keep your shaking legs in place.

Release after release, you couldn't keep up anymore till you passed out from complete exhaustion and pleasure. He finally unsheathed his cock from you and loads mixed both of his and yours spilled out, staining the bed beneath the both of you. He then looked at your passed out form, your heaving chest, your belly slightly bulging and your beautiful sleeping face... "Such a perfect human.... I just wanna keep you" he fixed your sleeping form in a much comfortable position and pulled a blanket over before making his way to the telephone and dialed a number "Hello... Loira hey! I called a bit early so I could inform you that I'm sick..... Yeah please do.... Thank you I will bye!" He turned back to you and layed beside you "Rest now, my human...."

[ninguitar]

ROCKSTAR GIRLFRIEND, 𓈒𓈒 lara day !!!

pairing. lara raj x f!r genre. fluff wc. 800+ notes. heard lara say sumn ab being a rockstar gf nd knew i NEEDED to make this rn esp w how she sang pink + white already !! 🥹 ( MASTERLIST. )

now playing ⋆ pink + white by frank ocean

as a musician, lara always wanted to have your input on any of her demos, frequently dragging you to the studio at night. and tonight was like no other evening, your clock reading 12 in the morning.

your phone quietly notifies you beneath the sheets, as you rub your temples, a myriad of frenzy notifications from your girlfriend appearing on your lockscreen.

[ lara ♡ ] come to the studio asap !!! need ur opinions ( 11:45 pm ) [ lara ♡ ] missed uuuu 🫂🫂 ( 11:46 pm ) [ lara ♡ ] are u awake… hello ?? 😭😭😭 ( 11:47 pm ) [ lara ♡ ] PLEASE 💔💔 might shave my head if u dont respond ( 12:05 am )

god, even through text lara was spewing out silly remarks; she knew how much you loved her goofy comments. with your hand set on your phone keyboard, you type out equally silly, frantic messages to lara.

[ y/n ] im awake im awake😭😭 lara wtf !!! dont shave ur head ill miss running my fingers thru ur hair💔💔 ( 12:21 am ) [ y/n ] ill be there soon im changinf rn baby🙏 okayy love u byeeee ( 12:21 am )

even when these late evenings spent listening to lara's demos became frequent, neither of you couldn't help but savor the moment, knowing how packed your guys' schedules usually were.

strong senses of gratitude always came back to the two of you, whenever you guys could spend even a minute with one-another, where lara wanted to have your plush lips against hers forever.

grabbing a random sweater from your closet, you slide it over your torso, hastily grabbing your car keys. turning on the car ignition, you hurriedly drive over to the studio, the street lights strobing through your windows.

parking near the entrance, you wait to be buzzed in through the door, while the breezy air began to drift against your face, feeling your nose getting red. texting lara, you try to heat yourself up, regretting not wearing a heavier sweater.

[ y/n ] where are you? ( 12:47 am )

before you could send another message, lara comes rushing out the door, her arms hastily snaking around your waist, with her neck buried against the nook of your neck. a barely audible, mumbled "missed you," escapes the red-haired girl's throat.

you squeak under your breath, as you try to drag her into the building, your nose gradually becoming redder from the bleak coldness.

"it's cold, why didn't you just wait for me in the car?" the indian girl murmurs, her hands cupping your jaw to emphasize her words. a gentle smile tugs the corners of your lips at the girl's heartwarming worry.

you squeeze her hand in assurance, as you press your lips against lara's plush ones, while she drags you into the studio. the indian girl sits you down on the couch, pulling in a seat for herself.

she pulls out a guitar case that sat to the right of her, as a playful grin adorns her face, a guitar pick in her ring-clad hand.

you eagerly sat down on the couch, your leg crossing over the other, as heat flares on your cheeks at lara beginning to strum to the slow rhythm, anticipating for her melodic voice.

NOW PLAYING: PINK + WHITE BY FRANK OCEAN

your heart practically jumps out of your chest from the indian girl's voice raising high, following the sweet, up-beat notes of her guitar. your mouth holds agape, enthralled by your girlfriend's beauty and the intoxicating melody.

"that's the same way you showed me, showed me/you showed me love." ♬

"glory from above/regard my dear." ♬

with the music swelling, you couldn't help but swoon even more for lara raj, your eyes softening at the fact that she spent time perfecting the song. lara's angelic, dulcet voice accompanied by the melody causes a cascade of sweet, exhilarating memories to emerge.

"god, you are surreal," you mumble, as your hand curls around lara's wrist, pulling her onto your lap, as she rids herself of the guitar, "you're drop-dead gorgeous, y'know that?"

you couldn't help but feel tears brim your eyes, as you bury your head against the crook of the indian girl's neck, murmuring out long strings of praise. your hands find themselves to her hair, entangling them in her red tresses.

"sooo… did you like it?" a chuckle escapes her breath, as her hand rests on the back of your neck, meekly drawing circles on it with her thumb. her hand gently pulls your head to meet you face-to-face, her hand now cupping your jaw.

in lieu of an answer, you swiftly press your lips against hers, your actions taking lara's breath away. her lips were confident and passionate against yours, reciprocating the feverish desire you had for her.

"have i ever told you how gorgeous you are?" you drawl out against her lips, as the indian girl huffs, her lips hastily moving back to yours with an urgency, conquering yours with a fervor that left you wanting more.

"i missed you," lara raj professes, as you both lay down on the couch, your eyes locking onto hers, and continuing, she murmurs, "that's my sweater, isn't it?" which elicits a series of giggles from the two of you.

that's the way everyday goes

every time we lose no control

taglist. ୨ৎ @lararajjj @kisshae @sed7ction

@jellaaa @yeetaberry127 @angelixstorm

[themisscuy]

(AAA I want to punch smth cuz there were a mistake and I had to make the whole post again- oh well)

OKayy, I don't know what name I could give to this AU yet, or if someone already made smth similar, but I liked the concept (and the story that I'm making in my head) and I wanted to share some of it here!

This is a kind of concept art KASBDK The main idea is that, in this AU, which is contextualized before The Showdown, Dark is captured by Victim (through the mercenaries) and is used to be a kind of weapon to take revenge on Chosen and Alan. The extended version is below!

I imagine it like, Dark and Chosen had a big discussion, so Dark decided to go away to have some time alone. The problem is that neither of them know that Victim already found out where they were established and were spying on them. Victim knows that Dark is the only stick which Chosen has a relationship with, and a very close one, so they decide to take him away from him. So, as soon as they noticed that they got separated, they decided to put all the effort into the capture of Dark. They got it.

First, they decide to check Dark's memories to get information about Chosen, and well, they end up discovering everything about Dark. One thing that got their interest is that Dark was making his first sketches of Virabot's first model, and that one of his first targets to use it was Alan's PC. So, Victim decides to use Dark's ideas to take revenge on both Chosen and Alan, and after achieving that, they would get rid of Dark (since he's an accomplice of Mitsi's death, so they really, really hate him too). Since they know that Dark is very loyal to Chosen, they decide to design a device to control him. This device, divided in two (for the head and the neck), is made to alter Dark's memories and temper, so in that way they can turn him against Chosen. This device is also designed to kill him rapidly in any case, and Victim has the control of that. I want to point out that Victim tried to manipulate Dark's code first, but he had developed a big will against it (since he didn't want to hurt Chosen), so they went for the device.

I have more ideas, but I prefer to keep working and defining them before sharing! Here's a lil sketchy comic to illustrate some of what I said before.

And here's some sketches of when I was brainstorming >:)

Hope you like it!

[mattslolita]

moonlight - c. sturniolo

warnings : drug use ( weed ) , dom!chris , creampie , fingering

do not interact if you're a minor!

"i just wanna get high with my lover."

you were sitting around in your house with your best friends, trying to actively find something to do — it was later at night, and it seemed like everyone was becoming bored of just sitting around.

madi and nick were giggling about tiktoks they were watching, whilst matt scrolled through his own phone silently; you had your legs on top of chris's lap, your head thrown back as you blew out a breath whilst he also scrolled through his phone.

an idea suddenly hit you, causing you to jolt upright with a grin, gauging the attention of your friends as their heads snapped up.

"you guys wanna get high?"

you looked to each of them as their faces contorted into different expressions, raising your eyebrows at them.

"i'm down," madi shrugged, nick nodding in agreement.

"i never got high before," matt admits, but he shrugs too, "but i guess it's never too late to learn."

"i'm down too," chris agrees, a grin on his lips, causing you to grin as you run upstairs to your room.

you smoked more than your friends did, that was for sure — you knew chris didn't, and you weren't sure if madi or nick ever did it. you were willing to teach them and be their guide through their first time trying it, though.

you grabbed two joints from your dresser drawer along with a lighter, closing it quickly to make sure that it was closed off. you hurried back downstairs, seeing everyone still slightly scattered about as they waited for you.

"okay, i got two in case we go through the first one and we're feeling silly or whatever," you say, going to sit back down in your spot next to chris.

you set one joint down on the table and held up the other one — putting it to your lips, you light the other end and inhale, closing your eyes momentarily before taking it away from your lips and exhaling, blowing the smoke in front of you.

you grinned as you passed it first to matt, who took it — he glanced at you momentarily, and you gave him an encouraging nod. "just inhale, then exhale. remember matty, it's no pressure, okay?"

matt nods, then he brings the joint to his lips, inhales then exhales, immediately a few coughs following after.

"there you go, get it then!" you laugh, patting his back as he covered his mouth, also trying to cover his laugh.

matt then passed it to madi and nick who inhaled and coughed the same, causing everyone to burst out laughing — then the joint is passed to chris finally, the sturniolo boy holding it up to his lips and inhaling, then blowing the smoke in in your face, prompting you to giggle.

pretty soon, everyone was lit as fuck — matt, nick, and madi were desperately trying to warm up some pizza while dying of laughter at failing miserably, and you and chris were in the living room whilst music was playing, and you both were dancing.

"ay, ay, okay chris!" you laughed, as don't tell em by jeremih was playing.

chris had his hands on your hips while the both of you swayed back and forth, laughing as you both kept trying to steady each other — this wasn't unusual for this to happen between you both, because everyone knew how physical with each other.

even still though, you were horny as shit now, and chris didn't help matters with the way he was holding onto your waist. the song switched to want her by mustard & quavo, causing you to gasp slightly as you moved chris's hands from around your waist and began to put your hands on your knees and move your butt up and down, not caring that he was watching you.

"okayy, y/n!" madi called from the kitchen, giggling as she saw you twerking, "fuck it up!"

you laughed as you got back up and turned around, seeing chris's shocked expression and causing you to giggle as you reached for the second joint and walked up to chris.

"you wanna finish this in the bathroom?" chris grins at you, his eyes red and clouded with a look you couldn't quite place.

"bro, yes," you giggle, grabbing onto his hand.

you led him towards the downstairs bathroom of the house, walking inside and leaning against the sink and chris was quick to close the door behind you both, locking it in the process. he turned and grinned at you, walking up to you as you leaned back against the sink.

"you learned that fast," you giggle to chris, as he takes the joint from your fingers and takes a hit, blowing the smoke in your face.

"you know what this shit has me feeling like right now?" chris says, parting your legs with his, putting one hand on the sink behind you as he looks down at you with hooded eyelids.

"how do you feel right now?" you asked him, the undeniable heat between your legs causing your knees to almost buckle as he's still looking at you.

"horny as fuck."

he grins at you, putting the joint up to your lips as you take a hit, blowing the smoke in his face — you giggle again, biting your lip as chris puts his hand on your waist and caresses your sides slowly.

"what do you wanna do about it, then?" you ask him innocently, sliding your hand down to his clothed cock, running your hand over it.

he groans at the contact, setting the joint on the sink and grabbing your waist to turn you around — your now facing yourself in the mirror, but your eyes immediately are drawn to his lust filled gaze, as he runs his hands along your sides again, grinning at you. "you gonna let me fuck you from behind?"

"please do it."

without wasting any time, chris's lips immediately attach themselves to your neck, sucking down harshly on your sweet spot as you throw your head back in response, your hand going to tug on his hair slightly as a small moan escapes your lips.

his hands grab your hips and harshly pull you back towards him, making you feel his hard on as he continues leaving a trail of kisses up and down your neck.

"you see how hard you made me, baby?" chris whispers in your ear, gently nibbling on your earlobe, "dancing all like that and shit."

"fuck chris, just fuck me already," you whine, pressing your ass against him harder, trying to relieve the feeling between your legs.

"i need you to take these off for me, mamas," chris orders and you oblige, sliding your pants off which leaves you in your lace panties.

chris's hand immediately goes down to cup your pussy, feeling the wetness which causes a smug grin to be plastered on his face as he smirks at you in the mirror. "look at you, already so wet and i haven't done anything yet."

"how bout you shut that pretty mouth chris, and do something?" you challenge with a smirk of your own, which causes chris to chuckle.

his eyes are now blown wide as he nearly tears your panties off of you, rubbing his finger against your slick folds — a low moan escapes your throat as you look at him in the mirror, your free hand going up to pinch your nipples. his lips reattach to your neck again, prompting you to throw your head back once more at the contact.

"no teasing!" you whine to him, and he smirks at you.

without warning, chris shoved his finger inside of you, causing a gasp to escape your lips as he pumps it in and out of you. "fuck chris, just like that!"

"you like when i touch you like this, baby?" chris whispers in your ear again, sucking on the sweet spot of your neck while his fingers goes to work inside you.

"y-yes, don't stop please," you whine out, bucking your hips up to match the pace of his finger.

he adds another inside of you now, increasing the pleasure you're experiencing as he pumps them in and out of you at a fast pace — his hand comes up to knead and pinch your other boob from under your shirt, and you can feel his hard on begging to be released at this point.

"f-fuck chris, i'm so close!" you moan out.

suddenly his movements inside of you cease as he takes his fingers out of you, which causes you to furrow your eyebrows at him frustratedly. "why did you stop?"

"cause you're gonna cum on this cock," chris grins, licking his fingers clean.

he quickly gets out of his pants and releases his cock from the confinements of his boxers, letting it slap against his stomach as the tip was already dripping with precum — you moaned at the sight of seeing how big he was, as he stroked himself before aligning with your entrance, while you gripped the sink.

he grabs your waist harshly as he strokes your wet pussy a few times, making you moan. "no teasing, fuck!"

"whatever you say, ma," chris grins.

he slams his cock into your throbbing cunt, eliciting a loud moan from you as you throw your head back — he lets out a loud groan, beginning to thrust himself in and out of you.

"no baby, i want you to look at yourself when i'm fucking you," chris growls, his hand reaching up to tug your hair forcing you to look in the mirror.

your pupils are dilated and your mouth is parted open as you watching chris thrust in and out of you harshly, abusing your cunt with the way he sped up his pace — moans and slapping of skin could be heard in the bathroom and you were sure your friends could hear you guys at this point, but you didn't care as the only thing on your mind was how fucking good chris was making you feel.

his finger came to rub circles on your clit which added to the immense pleasure you felt, causing loud moans to fall from your lips.

"oh my fuck chris, don't stop!" you cried out, as he pumped in and out of you.

"fuck, such a tight pussy," he growls, looking at your fucked out face in the mirror, "such a pretty girl, taking my cock the way you do."

"i'm so close, baby," you whine out, gripping onto the sink tightly, "fuck!"

"c'mon ma, cum for me," chris rasps, his own breathing becoming ragged as he continuously fucks into you from behind, "i'm gonna cum too."

you didn't need to be told twice — your hips shook as the tight feeling in your stomach emerged, the knot forming. you ultimately shuddered and moaned out chris's name as you let go on his cock, your juices spreading all over him.

"fuck, y/n," chris groaned deeply, as his own legs shook.

his thrusts became sloppier as he left kisses on your shoulder, and he moaned your name as he painted your insides with his own release. he continued his sloppy thrusts as you both rode out your high, until he finally pulled out.

the both of you caught your breath as you let your head fall and he stepped away from you, muttering curses under his breath.

"damn ma, i didn't know getting high would've came to this," chris said, reaching for a spare towel and handing it to you with a grin, "we should get high more often."

you giggled, accepting the towel as you cleaned yourself up, while chris reached for the joint again. "bro, i can barely fucking stand."

you both laughed as you both finished cleaning yourselves up — chris unlocked the bathroom door and as you attempted to walk out, your knees buckled causing you both to giggle as chris's arm immediately went around your waist to steady.

still a giggling mess, you both stumbled out to the living room again, seeing the shocked faces of your best friends.

"oh my fucking gosh!" nick said, pointing at the both of you, "you were loud as fuck!"

you and chris looked at each other — then on sync, you bursted out into laughter, nearly falling into each other as your friends continued staring at you both like you were crazy.

merry christmas my horny babies ! my fault y'all didn't see chris under your tree, he was in bed with me💋💌 .

[thecoolerliauditore]

see cus so much of bdubs communication is based off of him giving the other person room to push back or react. it's why he bounces so well off of tango for example because tango is really happy to make snarky remarks that bdubs can set up.

but scott has this kinda polite coworker air about him like 90% of the time so I can't help but feel like in the case of a bdubs/scott team up if they do talk it would be something like. bdubs going "youghhhh awhh you little rascal you're hiding the entire worlds supply of sugar cane down here!!!!!" and scott would be like "well that's so that no one else can have tnt later :)" and the conversation just dies.

the best case scenario. For ME. Is if their personalities really just hardcore clash like bdubs treats scott pretty much like how he did during SL and scott just. doesn't match his energy and bdubs ofc sneaks off to go see etho like he always does and scotts like okayy bye ^^ but as soon as he's alone he's like fuckkk bdubs doesn't care about me he's gonna leave me i need some sort of backup plan cleo cleo are you home cleo can we be friends again 🥺🥺and because this is my universe and I make the rules cleo's kinda dismissive of scotts concerns cus oh you know bdubs is just. like that. and scott's like oh okay awesome awesome this doesn't worry me anymore! (it worries him)

and scott's like bdubs pleaseeee can you not antagonize people you're making us enemies!! and bdubs sees this as an opportunity to do his over-the-top confident schtick to try and lure scott into insulting him so he says some shit like "yeah well they can't get past me!! im invincible im im a MACHINE scott" and scott's like hahaha okay!! (gonna kms)

at some point scott tries to wrestle some inkling of control back and he's like bdubs. bdubs look me in the eyes bdubs etho has never done anything good for you he's taking advantage of you he's always taken advantage of you. and in listing the ways etho is Evil and Bad he has to kinda confront facts about himself that make him want to walk into the ocean. bdubs still isn't taking him totally seriously but HOW DARE he insult etho so he starts doing his whole fake-rage thing and scott is like well he-- well-- nevermind. and storms off like an angry toddler.

then bdubs decides fuck it there's something deeply wrong with this kid so he's like hey. hey etho scott says you're BAD. and ethos like uhh okay. and bdubs is like you're a BAD MAN ethoslab you have done BAD THINGS i need to DUEL YOU AT DAWN. and ethos like uhhh okay 😥 and scott has to referee their "duel" which is just like. them hitting eachother with wooden swords but they both have to spamclick cus. mindcrack nostalgia or whatever. and at the end bdubs is like okay i fought him scott are you happy i beat him up for his crimes. and scott's like okay awesome can you kill me now it's episode 4 but ican't take this anymore

[leviscolwill]

— dad!jude bellingham headcanons !

pairing: dad!jude bellingham x fem!reader

req: could you write dad!judebellingham ml <3

note: i tried writing headcanons because i feel like my writing is very 👎👎🍅🍅🍅 at the moment, i hope you'll like it still !! reblogs are VERY appreciated since the tags are in a silly goofy mood right now #useless 😝🤪

tag list: @ceofmercedes &lt;3

it's well established on judeblr that he is a girl dad, so girl dad it is

i think he would spiral a bit over the fact that you're growing a whole human being in you

he would say random shit like “no but do you feel her legs grow ?”

and you're like 😐😐😐 of course not

but the poor boy is just clueless 😪

he would always remind you of how you're the most beautiful woman on earth, even when you're crying your eyes out because ron fell off his chess piece in the philosopher's stone

now,, i think we're all well aware he would spoil your daughter rotten

getting her new clothes or new toys whenever he passes in front of a store because “she might need it one day”

but !! he would never let her turn into a “daddy i want a squirrel” kinda girl

you would both make sure she's very well mannered because he is very aware his parents' education played a big part in who he is today

i feel like being strict wouldn't be a problem for him either

yk being the eldest in his family, he wouldn't be swayed by your girl's pleading eyes when she acts wrong

he would 100% cry on her first day of pre-school (it's the cancer in him)

and he would try to drop her / pick her up from school as much as he possibly can with training and stuff

if you speak another language, you'd learn it to your daughter and use it to talk shit about jude 🤭

“have you seen what he wore today ?” “yeah daddy's shirt is very ugly”

in my case she would say quoicoubeh to him

i feel like he'd get so frustrated and start sulking amd pouting before your daughter reassures him

okayy bc it's spooky szn rn 😋

family matching costumes !! (call it corny 😡 i do not care)

monsters, disney characters or the adams family... he'd have soooo many ideas

he'd go trick or treating just to eat all the sweets

playfights with your daughter for their girl's attention

“it's my mommy !”

“oh yeah ? but mommy liked me before, so i'm the number one in her heart”

“it's not true ! mommy tell him he's a liar”

you can only roll your eyes because he really has beef with a whole child ???

but he's just a kid himself !!

everytime she gets to see uncle jobe she's overly happy

and jude would smack the back of his head when he says a bad word

(like he's not the one to curse at home yk 🙄)

is it a bad thing i think he would secretly hope your daughter has a bad dream so she'd have a good excuse to sleep in between you both ?

because he would

just to cuddle with her

then he regrets it when she wakes him up early in the morning

when she grows up he would be soooo invested in her school's dramas

like, actually asking for updates during dinner like he's dan from gossip girl

“what do you mean ben is dating his ex's best friend ?? he's such a di... bad person”

he'd be so gassed whenever she would wear his shirt (especially at school)

like you got all these clothes but chose this particular england shirt ? 🥹🥹

(as if half her wardrobe isn't his jerseys from every club he's been at)

(+ jerseys he exchanged with other players and signed jerseys by football legends)

he would sooo show her off to his teammates

“yeah my girl knows how to read now” 😎

and show every picture of her EVER

even the embarrassing ones

100% would introduce his friends as uncles

“say hi to uncle gio” (🫠)

now hear me out bc i think it's my favourite idea

he would totally look up hairstyles tutorials for your babygirl and try them out

once he gets the hang of it, he would never stop finding new ones

and since he doesn't have a sister, he would go to his mum for advice

on hair, but also girl stuff so he can pretend he already knows it all in front of you

you'd also go to his mum to advice tho, because being a parent (especially a mum) is never easy

and she would gladly share all of them with you

when you get into fights with jude your girl would always try to make it better

“dad says he's sorry”, “mum said she's not mad anymore”

of course you both know she's lying but somehow it always works ???

so your relationship is the prime example of what she's looking for when she grows up

and she secretly hopes she gets to love her s/o just like her parents love each other (too corny now ?)

anyways jude would treat you both like his little princesses, and he's so so so grateful he gets to live a lifetime with you two

or maybe more than two who knows 🚶‍♀️

[darl-ingfics]

i have a request, it kinda goes with one of the prompts? seonghwa and hongjoong go live in their hotel and it’s dusty, hongjoong tries to hide his sneezes from seonghwa and from live because he’s embarrassed but ultimately fails. seonghwa takes care of him and blesses him after he’s done with his fit😘. seonghwa is like “you don’t need to hide it’s okayy”

Okay so... I may have taken a lot of creative liberties with this... I tried to follow the prompt, but the hotel factor felt too similar to the one I wrote for Hongjoong and San a few months ago, and I'm personally more into sickness-related snz over allergies. So... hopefully you still enjoy this, anon!

Silly, Silly Man

Fandom: ATEEZ

Sickie: Hongjoong (cold)

Caregiver(s): Seonghwa

Word Count: 827

“And after that, Wooyoung said…”

Seonghwa abruptly paused his story, giving a small start when arms wrapped tightly around his abdomen, a warm face pressing itself against the nape of his neck. He peeked over his shoulder, and smiled at the tuft of messy black hair. A quiet laugh rippled through Seonghwa’s chest as he paused in his baking to pat his cuddler’s wrists, deciding to play dumb.“Who’s snuggling me right now?”

“Hongjoong.” His voice was drowsy, husky with sleep. Seonghwa’s smile widened as the rapper’s head nestled further against his back, his hair tickling Seonghwa’s skin. He hadn’t expected Hongjoong to wake up so soon. He’d gotten home five hours ago, at noon, at the end of a grueling week of all-nighters. 

“Joong-ah, you know I’m live with ATINY right now, yeah?” Seonghwa asked, half a joke and half a warning in case the sleepy Hongjoong genuinely had no idea what he’d walked into. 

“Yeah.” Hongjoong yawned as he peeked his head over Seonghwa’s shoulder. “Hi ATINY.” He gave a tiny wave before settling against Seonghwa’s back again, clearing his throat.

The eldest shook his head, picking his spoon back up and continuing his task of mixing cookie dough as Hongjoong’s arms readjusted themselves around his waist. “Hongjoong’s been working very hard on an upcoming project. He’s been at the studio for nearly seven days straight…”

“That’s not…” Hongjoong gasped suddenly before his right arm unwound from Seonghwa. “ET’Chuh!”

“Bless you,” Seonghwa sang softly. 

Hongjoong sniffled, shaking his head as he rested it back against Seonghwa. ”Sorry. That’s not true.” His right arm didn’t resume the hug. 

“It’s basically true,” Seonghwa corrected with a roll of his eyes. “I haven’t seen you at home in over a week. Our captain is very dedicated. Once he has a vision, he has to see it through to the end until it’s perfect.” Seonghwa beamed warmly as comments of support for Hongjoong came flooding in. “ATINY is so proud of you, Joongie.”

“It’s all for you, guys.” Hongjoong’s head peeked up again, and this time he rested his chin on Seonghwa’s shoulder. “I’m happy to do it. To make the most perfect music possible.” Seonghwa pressed his head against Hongjoong’s as the captain squinted at the comments phone screen. “I can’t really tell you much, but I can say that the late nights are over for the time being. I promise I’m taking care of myself.” He sniffled sharply. 

The left corner of Seonghwa’s lips quirked up. “And we’re taking care of him—” 

“ET’Chuh!!!” Seonghwa’s brows knit together when Hongjoong pulled away from him again, still anchored by his left arm around the eldest’s waist. The captain groaned, sniffling deeply. “Sorry, sorry.” 

“Hey, ATINY is worried about you,” Seonghwa scolded, pointing to the comments on the screen. 

“I’m okay, I mean it!”

“You better be,” Seonghwa joked, pretending alarm bells weren’t ringing in his head. “And I don’t need your germs in my cookies.”

Seonghwa could feel Hongjoong’s eyes roll as he snorted sarcastically. Which seemed to be the wrong reaction, given that it prompted a third sneeze from the captain. Seonghwa admittedly laughed this time. But he stopped laughing when Hongjoong’s left arm let go, followed by another sneeze. Seonghwa turned towards his friend, utterly baffled, yet careful to cover majority of the camera frame with his body (Seonghwa was good about that.) 

“Joong, are you good?!” Seonghwa’s tone was light, bordering on a laugh. Entirely for the benefit of ATINY. 

Hands steepled over his face, Hongjoong nodded, despite being anything but. “Y- yea-h- h’aTCH!!” The sneeze snapped him forward, bent at the waist. When he straightened back up, he had yet to move his hands. “Give me a minute…”

Hongjoong scurried back down the hall, and Seonghwa shook his head. He turned back to the camera, leaning his elbows on the counter as he flashed the fans a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry, loves. Our captain’s fine. This happens about once a month. We don’t yet know why.” (Which was a lie, but ATINY didn’t need to know that!) He watched the comments for a few moments, responding to a few, before wrapping it up, saying he needed to go make sure Hongjoong hadn’t sneezed himself to death. 

Sure enough, within a minute of him ending the live, Hongjoong sheepishly crept back into the kitchen. 

Seonghwa crossed his arms over his chest, leaning back against the counter. “Be honest. How’re you really feeling, love?” 

Hongjoong’s shoulders slumped. “Awful.” He sniffled, utterly pathetic. 

“Poor thing,” Seonghwa cooed. He opened his arms, offering another hug. Hongjoong shuffled forward, pressing his cheek against Seonghwa’s chest. The elder ran comforting hands up and down the captain’s back. “Is this album really worth it?”

“Worth a stupid little head cold? Hell yeah,” Hongjoong laughed. “You’re going to love it.”

Seonghwa smiled. “You’re a silly, silly man, Kim Hongjoong.”

“But I’m your silly, silly man.” 

“And don’t you forget it.”

[mikasa-imadebiscults]

Okayy, so I've read the rules. This blog is pretty much free, soooooo here's my req:

It's a Hawks × reader [optional: female]

This is an angst-y one wherein Hawks comes back home with reader missing. Like he comes back and notices that reader isn't home. It turns out that reader was doing grocery shopping. But on the way back, reader got targeted by some alcoholic drunkards in an alleyway. Reader gets 🍇-d (only mentioned).

Now that Hawks' found reader, he realised that it was too late and that the reader was already traumatized. So, as a result, the reader got a bit distant from Hawks because the reader might not see him in the same way again because of the recent events.

(It's okay if you're uncomfortable with this. It's hard finding a blog this free. Dw, I'm patient enough to wait for this. *If you'll ever do this*. Goodluck and take your time!)

(Hey! Thank you for being so kind, it means a lot! Also no worries about my comfort, AND I was proofreading this very quickly so please excuse any errors. Also the ending was hard to write ;-; I was struggling. I hope you enjoy this and have a wonderful day!)

“For the Best”

Keigo Takami x GN! Reader

(Warning: SA mention, swearing, ANGST AND ANGST)

It was an ordinary day, well, quite a boring day for The Wing Hero: Hawks. A few quick fights here and there and a couple of small interviews, nothing special, Keigo couldn’t wait to get back home to you.

Fortunately time went by fast and evening came quicker than expected, not like Keigo minded at all. He decided to end his Hero patrol and fly his way to his shared home, whistling the tune of a song that’s been stuck in his head for a while now.

He arrives home, unlocking the door and opening it, “I’m homeee! Where’s my wonderful partner?” Keigo calls out for you, only to be met with silence, he didn’t even hear a single sound. “Maybe they’re in the bedroom napping.” He thought, heading into the said room to find an empty bed.

Keigo searched the house top to bottom, each room he went through and showed no sign of you he got increasingly worried. Though he tried to stay optimistic. He figured maybe you went to the store since yesterday you’ve talked about going and plus your wallet is gone. He sighed and laid on the couch, hoping that you’ll come home soon and relax with him.

....

A slow and dragged out hour passed and an unnerving feeling settled in the pit of Keigo’s stomach, only growing more as time went on. He decided to go out and look for you, following the same usual route you take to go to the store. Searching attentively, he wonders what could’ve happened, he’s an optimistic person but this feeling he feels is just way too unsettling.

All of the sudden his senses perked up as he passed by a dark alleyway, trusting his gut feeling, he unhesitatingly went in. That’s when he heard small desperate cries and ran over to the noise, spotting you on the ground, blood streaming down the side of your forehead.

“Y/N!” Keigo’s shouts, running over to you, “What happened to you?” He says in shock but you stayed silent, only cried. Keigo uses a few of his feathers to go to the nearest person and drag them there, ordering them to call the police to start an investigation while he takes you to the hospital.

Flying you to the nearest hospital, he worries about your wellbeing, not only physically but mentally too. He swiftly arrives there, practically bursting through the door and explains the situation to the receptionist. He’s not sure what exactly happened but all he knows is that you need to be checked out immediately just in case you have any serious wounds.

“Hey I’m not sure what happened, I just found them in an alleyway.” The receptionist nodded her head in acknowledgment and soon the nurses rushed you into an available room and got to work. Keigo frowns when he gets one last look at your face, it pains him to see you so hurt. How could he let something like this happen?

....

Keigo sits in the waiting room, getting increasingly more impatient as time goes on. It’s only been a half hour and it already feels like eternity. Suddenly he got ripped out of his thoughts when he heard his Pro Hero name, standing up to the detective.

“Any news?” Keigo questioned.

“Yes, security camera footage from a nearby building caught the incident. The victim was walking and the suspects dragged them into an alleyway. Luckily the cams caught their faces and we’ve identified the suspects. The three of them were taken into custody for assault, all three were highly intoxicated too.” The detective informed him.

“I see, is that all?”

“After the victim has recovered from their injuries, we’ll ask them some questions to get more information on what happened in that alleyway.” The man explained, writing something down in his notebook.

“Alrighty.” Keigo says, hoping that you’ll have a quick recovery and everything will go back to normal soon.

“Hawks, the victims' treatment went well. So well in fact, that they should be released in about a day, you’re free to see them right now.” The doctor said behind him, and the detective patted Keigo’s back as a way of nonverbally telling him to go ahead, they’ll wait a minute to ask you questions so he can have his time with you.

Keigo nodded his head in acknowledgment to the detective as he speed-walked to your room. He opens the door and a feeling of relief washes over him when he sees your eyes open and conscious.

“Heya babe, how ya feeling?” Keigo asks, not really knowing what to say. You didn’t respond though. Not even making any eye contact with him.

There was a pin-dropping silence for a moment before he broke it, “Ah yeah, I understand, you’re probably not doing so well right now.” He says awkwardly, trying to do his best to comfort you through words. Though he was always terrible with his words, so he decided to comfort you by initiating physical affection; he attempted to hold your hand only to fail when you flinched away, eyes flashing with a fear he’s never seen before in your eyes.

A small ‘oh’ came from his lips, pulling his hand away to not accidentally startle you anymore. He figured that something more happened in that alleyway that the cameras didn’t capture, something traumatic.

“Sorry babe, didn’t mean to scare ya there..” Keigo apologized, putting his hands in his pockets, a look of pity rested on his face. He doesn’t like seeing you so upset and troubled, he hates it. “Do you want me to leave so you have time to process it?”

You nodded your head, still steadily avoiding eye contact, “Alrighty then I’ll see ya later my love. Oh! By the way, a detective will be coming in soon to ask you some questions about what happened.” Keigo sees your nod of approval and starts to walk away, closing the door behind him. As he walks by the detective, he gives him a thumbs up, letting the man know that it’s okay to go in there.

He decided to go home that day, after all, visiting hours are almost over sadly. Stress got to Keigo and tiredness quickly consumed him so he went to bed early, and in the morning he’ll finally take you home. He prays to whoever’s listening that you’ll get better soon.

....

As soon as Keigo woke up the next morning he went to the store to buy a bouquet of flowers, a vase, and some of your favorite snacks. He wanted to see you happy again, even if it’s only a small smile. He got the stuff and went to the hospital. When he got there he had a short conversation with the doctor, asking about your well-being. The doctor said that he recommended you some psychologists near the area once you are out of here considering what happened.

Once the conversation was over he made his way to your room, opening the door to find you sleeping. He smiles softly, glad that you’re at least getting some rest. He sets the items on the end table and pulls a chair closer to the bed, resting his head on the edge of the bed while he waits for you to get up.

After a few minutes Keigo starts to doze off, that was until he felt the bed jolt. He lifts his head up and sees you sitting up looking utterly terrified like you were scared of him. “Hey are you-” he’s interrupted by a pillow getting thrown at him.

“Get- get away from me!” You shout, tears streaming down your face, unknowing that it's your boyfriend that you’re speaking to. You’re far too blinded by the trauma, perhaps even PTSD. His feathers quickly got the glass vase out of your reach before you threw it at him.

“Y/N, it’s me, Keigo!” He tries to tell you, but the look on your face didn’t get any better. You weren’t convinced. All you saw was the main guy that led the assault on you.

“No you’re not! You- you are nothing like him!” You stammered, getting out of your bed, shaking like a leaf.

The sounds of the chaos rang out through the door, alerting the other doctors and nurses outside, causing a few of them to rush in to see what’s going on. They see you freeze in place out of fear, hyperventilating and shaking. “Sir it’s best if you step out of the room for a minute.” The doctor advises while the nurses try to calm you down.

“Okay okay, I’ll be going.” Keigo says, not wanting to make the situation even worse. Shutting the door, he rubs his head. “Damn.” He muttered to himself, while he made his way to the god awful waiting room again.

....

“Keigo.”

“Huh? Who’s there?” Keigo looked around, seeing absolutely nothing, not even a single speck of light.

“Stay away from them if you know what’s best for you.” The unknown echoing voice spoke in an almost threatening tone.

“What are you talking about? Who the hell even are you?” Keigo questioned, fist clenching a bit as he got increasingly more pissed. He wasn’t quite sure why he was getting so angry this quickly. It’s probably because that unknown voice was talking about you and he’s a bit overprotective of you because of the recent incident.

“That is none of your concern. All you need to do is stay away from Y/N if you love them enough. It’s for the best.”

“Wha-”

.…

“Hawks!”

Keigo shot up from the chair, wide eyed for a moment before he realized that it was only a dream. A strange dream at that. He notices the doctor standing there, the same one that’s been checking up and taking care of you.

“Yes doc?” He said, straightening out his clothes, getting himself together.

“We managed to calm them down, and we asked them a few questions and it’s clear that their mental state is very unstable. We suggested a mental hospital to them and they agreed to go. It's best if you keep your distance to prevent any further complications with their mental health. I know it’s hard considering they’re your partner but don’t worry they’ll be in good hands. It’s for the best.”

“Well if it’s for the best then I understand.” Keigo says, his mood dampening even more. He was upset that this was happening, upset that this happened to you. Anger boiled his blood when he thought about the drunkies, he hoped for all of them to get the maximum penalty. Hell, he wouldn’t mind if they gave you the death penalty, even though he knew that was highly unlikely.

He heads back home, this time walking instead of flying so that he can take a long walk to get his mind off things. A few people recognized him on the way and asked for autographs which he put on a fake smile and agreed, making small talk. Though during the whole interaction he just couldn’t shake the image out of his head; the image of how you looked at him in the hospital. Keigo knows that you’re currently mentally unstable and you didn't know what you were seeing. Keigo understands this, but it still hurts greatly, like a knife piercing his stomach.

Waving a friendly goodbye to the star-struck fans, he continued to walk home; and sooner than expected, he arrived. Arriving at this home always used to be a joy, but now it’s only lonely and empty. A constant reminder of you. Keigo always tries to be an optimistic person but he just can’t be optimistic anymore when things are so dark and gloomy and everything seems to be going wrong. Especially when you’re the one that's hurt. It hasn’t even been that long since he had seen you acting like your usual self but it feels like it’s been ages.

How long will it take for you to get better? Will it take a few days, months, years? Will you actually be okay by yourself? What did that dream he had really mean? All types of questions run around his head like a carousel. Maybe he needs to speak to someone about this, after all it isn’t healthy to keep all of these emotions in.

All of the sudden his phone dings, it was a text notification from you. Keigo’s heart dropped to his stomach when he read the message.

——————————

My partner in crime ❤️😘

“Hey, sorry about what happened, I wasn’t all there and still am unstable. I’m sorry to say this but, I can’t see anyone the same way again, that includes you. It might take me a long while to recover from this and it’s not fair to you. So I want to break up so that you can move on. It’s for the best, for both of us. I truly am sorry, I hope you find someone way better and stronger than me. You deserve it. I’m going to therapy and working on myself so don’t worry about me. Take care of yourself Keigo, goodbye.”

——————————

“Is this really for the best? Hahaha, so this is goodbye huh? Well, I guess this is just my luck. Goodbye my lov- no, goodbye Y/N.” Keigo says to himself, as the message sunk in; the denial faded and sadness came quickly, ready for the waterworks. So it really is goodbye. Forever. What an unexpected plot twist to happen.

Masterlist

[sug4r-sp1c3]

Hi!

Could you maybe do villanous x a reader who has rabbit ears please? Thanks!!

RULES ARE RULFES NO SPECIFIC CHARACTERS OR THINGS ITS BEING A HC UHHHH

ok lets begin since i'm sleepy ITA 1 AM WHAT THE FUCK

"but sugar-sp1c3 you said your limit was 4 character-" I KNOW OKAYI' JUST FORGOT WHEN DOING THIS

VILLANOUS WITH A S/O WITH RABBIT EARS HCS !!

Characters, Demencia/Dementia, Dr.Flug, 5.0.5(platonic?), Black hat, penumbra, Sun Blast, Miss heed(not in order lol)

Demencia / Dementia

she woudl make fun of then

but like

A LOT

"Hey bunny ears!"

i feel like she would bite them idk

i mean yes she mocks of you BUT THATS HER WAY TO SHOW LOVE TO YOU..at least i think!

she haves 2 sides

the left one where she mocks and jokes and bites of you ears

and the right side where she praises you and your eyes and- you are basically her new black hat

she would often play with them

or if you have both rabbit and human she would be like:

"SO YOU HAVE SUPER HEARING!!?! OMG THATS SO COOL"

Dr. Flug

his first honest reaction is that gif sorry i don't make rules

HE THINKS THEY ARE COOL AND PRETTY ASF

HE MELTS IF THEY EVEN MOVE LIKE

HE JUST STARES AT YOU IN AWWE UNTIL HE SNAPS BACK TO REALITY!

unless his with black hat bc in that case he avoids to look at your ears at all cost since the "jefecito" can notice and idk yeah

he would probably want to do some experiments

but only friendly ones!!

like testing if you can do other things

if you have extra sensitive ears

or somthn idk i have no ideas rn

he would like to caress them on his little free time

oh btw he would LOVE if you and 5.0.5 where like best buddies or you would be his second parent-like figure(i swear i am trying to make his non specified gender I SWEAR GUYS)

he just lvoes you and you ears so much

5.0.5

he's a fucking bear bruh 💀

ok so thsi will be platonic like buddies or a second parental figure, or smthn like that

he loves to "talk" about your ears or ask you questions.(if you don understand them he would force flug to translate lmao)

he is very careful when he is trying to touch them since y'know..big paws

but he still tries!!

i imagine if he maked cupcakes the icing would be a drawing of an airplane, of dementia, a chameleon or a black hat idk, for you YOUR RABBIT EARS AND A HEART BECAUSE I THINK THEY ARE CUTE!!!!

he would even "ask" you to use you as inspiration for any dessert, or drawing or smthn.

i bet if he haves a rabbit plushie he gives it to you and/or puts something on the ears(ribbons, little hats, etc) he would be like "bow bow!" [siblings!]

Black Hat

he probably threats to rip off your ears

and eat them

basically hurt you

DUDE HE IS LIKE THE ANTI CHRIST ON HIS UNIVERSE WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO TURN HIM INTO A ONCELER?

Penumbra

SHE

LOVES

YOUR

EARS

SHE OFTEN POSTS THINSG ON HER INSTAGRAM(with your consent ofc) LIKE "my sweetie's ears where a bit messy today! so me and sun blast fixed them just a lil bit.... loved the result! 🐇💜"

she would ask if you are sensitive to things like sound or something to try to not let a lot of hard things that can cause a hard sound when they fall or make sure Curie or Sunblast don't throw things

she oftenly tries to impulse you to not cover them! but if you like to have them covered, she would be okay with that too!

the same that flug

she would ask to make some little and non-offensive, experiments on your ears

if you don't want, its okay!

if you want, its okay too!

"look! i got you this! i bet it would make your ears fur brighter!..and curie's too"

Miss Heed

okay she would POST LIKE 10000 HISTORIES, POSTS, AND A LOT OF THINGS IN ALL HER SOCIAL MEDIA

LIKE SAYING "HAH MY s/O'S EARS ARE UNIQUE AND YOURS NOT"

but she would never say that out loud.

she would ask to records tiktoks or anything about them, like idk trends, popular songs or just quick vid like "watch me take care of my Sweetie S/o ears!"

if they are sensitive, during the event of when she had everybody under her control or smthn she would keep you away from them

yes she would be a bit sadistic and evil but she still cares abt you

..or she just does the same thing that she did with them..

when she's at..THAT place..she draws in a corner a lot of little ears, like if she misses you and misses your ears..

if you visit, she would beg to touch them again , to feel them..she would be crazy for it..

Sunblast

Red BEFORE the "The Dreadful Dawn".

Orange AFTER "The Dreadful Dawn" and BEFORE the events of the comic and The "Heedeous Heart"

Yellow AFTER "The Dreadful Dawn" and the events of "The Heedeous Heart" and the little comic

even if you where his S/O he would mock of you and of them..

listen he knows you are his S/O but he just..feels like its the right thing or it doesn't matters

he doesn't even minds as i can think

he is just like "oh i am just joking! geez.."

Now under Penumbra's uhm..how do i say it?..NOW WITH PENUMBRA LMAO

he realized that he may have been a bit too much harsh with you..

he persuades Penumbra to localize you or visit you to apologize

if things go well..you both could try again!

and he is better.

He even tries to make you be friends with Penumbra! like he did with her

He still makes jokes but he thinks about them for a long time like

"no..that would hurt their feelings..NO ITS BAD..well- no wait..no..oh...this one may be good.."

he fears of you getting like the other ones..he tries to protect you at all cost

if you do get under Miss heed's..thing

he would be like mad but that multiplicate it for 10 and then for 100

the only thing that keeps him away from hurting heed and all her followers its his current little size and Curie

when you aren't under heeds control he makes sure you and your ears are okay..

he asks everyday if you are 100% SURE IF YOU ARE OKAY

after the Miss heed thing he is worried more than he should be but like c'mon

leave the little guy alone :(

he lost 2 of his most special people in his life just because a pink bitch

[mellohiizz]

The witherinf virus thing is so cool oh my god ?? Mel .. You should totally yap about it .. trust me mel ..

okayy! ^_^ yapping about the withering virus a little bit here. heads up, might get a little bit graphic...

but yeah, like i said, the withering virus that i dont have an actual name for yet, spreads through the seeds and toxins of the wither roses. at least, most commonly, that's how you're most likely to get infected.

the toxin acts like poison that slowly morphs into sickness when it mixes with the blood.

the symptoms of the early stage of infection are dizziness, numbness in the fingers and irritation in the area where the toxin was injected. later, it spirals into nausea, memory loss and dull pain at the place of infection. (ex: dull pain in the arm, if you pricked your arm on a wither rose)

later on, your skin starts to dry out and you start getting bruising. eventually, the bruises grow into sort of hematomas that with time leads to your skin starting to decay and rot, which is when the withering fully spreads into your system. you can still move and sort of feel your limb, but it gets progressively more and more numb.

in more aggressive cases, the flesh and pieces of skin might start layering off. kind of like how burned wood breaks into pieces and kind of turns into ashes if you squeeze it, you know?

in latest stages, the memory loss worsens and you start losing sense of your surroundings. if you are actively getting exposed to the toxins, you become more sensitive to it, which eventually leads to your body decaying until there's nothing but bones. (thinking about how wither skeletons are made?) the dust from the bones can also cause infection if inhaled.

that's mostly the thoughts i have on it so far? i used to read a lot about how poisons and diseases work, so mostly inspired from that i guess.

[deeppenguinstudent]

OKAYY so this was supposed to be just a prompt but I got carried away. (Also it's kinda NSFW I'm so so sorry😭😭 I just love them so much)

I like to think that Jean buys a gun after Jeremy leaves. No one knows about it, he gets the gun through some discredited seller. He tells himself it's just a safety precaution, just in case he gets attacked.

He keeps his gun under his pillow, liking the feel of the ridges. He doesn't pull the trigger, he doesn't even take the safety off until one day it gets so bad. He takes out then gun, loads the bullets and presses it against his jaw. He's shaking, he wants to die he always has. Jeremy has left overseas for training, Laila has also left alongside Jeremy but Catalina is making their dinner downstairs.

Catalina is whistling some preppy song as she swivels her hips, excited to speak to Jean about some gossip in her computer science class. He can't leave her alone. He wouldn't let Catalina find her body; he'll die by the countryside with no one to remember his name. He'll just be a rumour within Exy; the famous backliner that killed himself. He wouldn't be as different as the other Ravens who did succeed the previous year.

Jeremy visits, of course he does because that's just how Jeremy is. Unrelenting Jeremy, who can see past Jean's faux mask. He finds the gun. it's the first time he ever sees Jeremy cry. He didn't cry when a Raven punched him in the nose, nor did he cry when bryson came down to the dorms demanding him to emancipate himself or leaving this foolish exy pipe dream.

Jeremy tries not to cry in front of Jean, but he fails this time. His tears shine in the moonlight as Jean tries to reason with him. He tries to reason that he's not going to pull the trigger. Jeremy looks him the eye, his hands ever so cruelly gentle and voice softer than a whisper. He asks silently: "Do you wish to live, Jean?"

Jean's voice catches in his throat. Of course he does. He wants to tell Jeremy how he yearns for their shared nights as he Jeremy enveloped him when he was still captain. He wants to tell him that he's happy at USC, much happier than he ever would be in evermore. He has so much here. Why wouldn't he be?

But then why would he keep a gun tucked away under his pillow, testing its weight? Why would he hover over his wrists with a kitchen knife, flexing his vein from time to time?

He chokes out, "I don't know."

And that was the most truthful lie he would ever tell Jeremy. Jeremy's face would be a nightmare to Jean forevermore. His eyes are filled with more tears, but his smile is so heartbreakingly sad. He is silent as he leans in to kiss Jean, it was lingering and has Jean clutching onto him - hands pulling Jeremy to him as they rest on the neckline of his shirt and Jeremy's fingers never moving from his cheeks.

They kiss and pull back, kiss and pull back. Jeremy looks like he'd be the one with a gun to his temple if they break away, even for a moment. He chases Jean's lips as he pulls back so Jean indulges him. He is always the one to finally close the gap in the end.

Jeremy now is laying on his chest, absentmindedly circling it - he has an animalistic grip on Jean's waist, and Jean's hands knead his hair.

"You shouldn't do this to yourself, Jeremy," Jean's words were barely there, more like he was voicing out his thoughts accidentally.

Jeremy whips his head up and searches for an answer. His tear stains are dried against his cheeks, and his eyes scrutinise him further.

"You can't tell me how to live my life, Jean." Jeremy is now sitting up, his hands shaking as he clutches against Jean's chest, thighs bracketing Jean and lips parted in...anger? Jeremy is never angry. This wasn't right. Jean was already ruining the perfect, kind, sweet Jeremy into something rotten and bitter. It was all he could do - he broke everything he touched.

"Look at you, Jeremy," Jean pushed himself off the bed frame, Jeremy was now on his lap. Jeremy's face didn't look right with a vexed expression. He was normally smooth and patient, but now he was an ugly beast with rage; he was already mirroring Jean's nasty ways.

"You're beautiful, kind, and deserve someone who can give you what you need," Jean licked his lips as Jeremy's gaze grew more heated with fury. "I'm not even classified as damaged goods because I was never worthy enough to be anything more than dirt buried in the ground. A pitiful corspe of who Jean Moreau once was. "

He waited for Jeremy's response, but all he got was his wrists at the side of his head, Jeremy pushing closer towards him - his body heat frustratingly intoxicating.

"Stop talking, Jean. You're completely wrong, once again." Jeremy tried to mask exasperation with a smile, but it turned to more of a grimace.

"I'm not doing this out of pity - or whatever you think. I'm doing this because you put a curse on me ever since you entered USC. A wretched curse that tormented my mind poisoned my thoughts. Even after I left USC, all I could even fathom to think about was you, you, you."

Jeremy took a deep breath before leaning in again, kissing him bruisingly before letting his forehead rest against Jean's.

"I think about how you love to tease your friends with monikers, how you hide your face in abashedness when someone reciprocates. How you complain about the Trojans getting sweet treats after they win a competition yet eyes sparkle with want seeing cupcakes with pink frosting. How you laugh at my stupidest jokes, how you make fun of me when ever I try to cook, how your eyes linger when I wear shorts around the house. How you listen to me rambling about my favourite literature books, how you enjoy to comment such moronic remarks whenever Laila turns on her reality TV shows."

Jeremy kissed his way from Jean's mouth to his ears, biting Jean's earlobe and smiling silently when Jean's fingers scratched lightly at his back.

His voice was dripping with desire, "I can't go back to a life without you Jean. I don't think I'll ever forget today, your lips will be seared indefinitely into the crevasses of my mind. You've ruined me, truly; in the best way possible," Jeremy's voice was mellow and like an aria against Jean's ear, "I need you so badly, a single smile of yours is able to incinerate my heart into flames. I want to see every side of you, ugly and beauteous."

With a open mouthed kiss to the skin below Jean's earlobe, Jean's breath wavered and his heartbeat stuttered, "If you want to die Jean, please call me. Make sure there's two bullets in this gun when you pull the trigger, one for me and one for you."

Jean reeled Jeremy backwards so hard, it almost gave him whiplash, "Jeremy - what are you saying?"

Jeremy gave a lazy smile, his eyes taking in Jean at leisurely pace as he hiked up Jean's shorts higher and higher. Jean let out an inquisitive sound and eyes widened in realisation.

"Are you okay with this?" He paused his ministrations and it was like time stopped. Of course, Jeremy wasn't like those heathens at the Nest yet that singular question broke the last of his composure. Crushing their lips together, he straddled Jeremy on his lap - he gave an appreciative grunt as he felt Jeremy's thighs below him. Jeremy raised an eyebrow whimsically and Jean kissed that expression off his face.

"Show me the root of your desires, Jeremy." Jean puffed his breath against Jeremy's mouth, biting his lower lip down. Jeremy enveloped his waist and pulled him in impossibly closer.

"With pleasure."