#carrot cake using dates

[diabetesreversalprograminindia]

Is Vegan Carrot Cake Good for Diabetics?

When we think of dishes made from carrots, Gajar ka Halwa usually tops the list. But did you know there’s another delicious and healthier option? Yes, it’s the carrot cake—and not just any version, but a Vegan Carrot Cake that’s perfect for diabetics too!

What is a Carrot?

Carrots, known scientifically as Daucus carota, are root vegetables most commonly seen in orange but also found in red, purple, and yellow. Originally from Persia, they’re now grown across Asia and Europe. Carrots are loaded with beta-carotene, fiber, and antioxidants—making them a great choice for health-conscious individuals.

Why Try Vegan Carrot Cake?

Carrot cake is a wonderful way to enjoy the natural sweetness and texture of carrots. And now, you can do it the healthy way! Our vegan version is made without eggs, milk, or any dairy products. It’s also free from refined sugar, making it ideal for people managing diabetes or following a plant-based diet.

What’s more, this recipe includes khapli wheat flour, known for its low glycemic index, and soft dates for natural sweetness. The result? A moist, soft, and flavorful cake that’s healthy without compromising on taste. You can also make mini cupcakes with the same batter for easy snacking.

Get the Full Recipe

Ready to try this wholesome dessert? Click here to explore the full Vegan Carrot Cake Recipe with detailed instructions and ingredients.

https://www.freedomfromdiabetes.org/blog/post/vegan-carrot-cake-recipe/1448

Whether you’re vegan, diabetic, or just love nutritious baking, this cake is sure to win your heart—and your taste buds!

[bitterblueberry]

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Hello!!! How are you?🫶🏻✨

First of all, I love your writing, you have a marvellous mind. Pls keep doing what you're doing, it's chef kiss 🤌🏻🩷

Secondly, I would like to make an order I can share and enjoy with Lando 😉 Can we have a carrot cake, a chocolate chip cookie and a custard tart with a mocha coffee and a double espresso shot?

We know the mix is a bit too much but we trust you. Thank you very much in advance. Xx ♥️

the bakery menu

feel free to order your own treats! as for this order i am happy to serve up something sweet! i really hope you like this, i am proud of it! i'm also surprised of the amount of lando norris everyone wants!

carrot cake ("swallow it. all of it.") + chocolate chip cookie ("you're beautiful when you smile, but you're the prettiest when my cock is in your throat") + custard tarts ("i've never done this before.") + mocha coffee (breeding kink) + espresso shot (dirty talking) served by lando norris (formula one)!

cw: smut/pwp, breeding kink, oral sex (femme receiving), dirty talk, engineer!reader, driver!lando, virgin!reader, oral sex (lando receives),

lando loved you. he really did, not only were you his favourite engineer, you were also his girlfriend. lando didn't want to mess it all up and going too fast. but after almost five months of dating, you two had never had sex.

not that lando really minded, he wasn't some horny dog who needed his dick wet all the time. he wanted to cherish and love you. but sometimes, he'd let his mind wander at thoughts of you.

a particular one that bounced around in his mind, a personal favourite was the one where he bred you. that was for when you weren't with the team at races, and it was just lando and his fist.

thoughts of you in his arms, his cock bullied into your sweet pussy. his filthy words in your ear. sweet promises that he was going to breed you nice and well. and anytime you tried to mention your career, he'd just kiss you quiet. promising that you could still be an engineer with a couple of norris kids.

the thought of that made his cock ache every time he thought about it. belly full of life that the could snuggle after a race, taking your kids to the park. being a proper family. it always sent him over the edge and left a huge mess in his boxers.

but before he could make sure you were all full of his cum, he'd needed to have his first time with you. it wouldn't be fair to get you pregnant on your first time!

it was the off-season and you were back home. you two didn't live together, but you were over often. often scolding your boyfriend for misuse of the oven or something else that would be considered silly. he'd just smile and smooth the lines in your face with kisses.

the break between seasons felt like the perfect chance to finally get intimate with you. there was no jet-lag or running around. there was no sleepless nights and high anxiety days. you two could rest and get familiar with one another.

he was watching you check the pasta in the pot to see if it was fully cooked yet. he licked his lips and crossed his arms before he asked, "love, do you even think about us getting.. closer?"

you looked over and chuckled, "lando, i think it's a little too soon for us to live together."

lando scratched the back of his neck and replied, "no, no.. not yet. i mean, if you're comfortable. maybe we could try... having sex?" he felt his blood pressure jump.

you put the wooden spoon down on the counter and looked to your boyfriend. your mouth was in an 'o' shape for a moment before you said, "oh! sex!"

lando laughed, "you forgot about sex? i mean... did you ever think about sex.. sex with us?" he knew you weren't asexual or something akin to it, he knew that you masturbated and what not. you just never were in a situation where you would've had sex. and lando didn't want to shove it onto you.

your face went hot, "i mean... of course! i was just worried about having sex during the season!" you scratched your neck nervously, "i was worried that you'd pull something and your performance on the track would be worse. or that a change in the routine before and after races would ruin your chances of a good season."

lando laughed, "oh my god, love. come here." he got closer to you and wrapped his arms around you. then kissed you on the top of your head.

you looked at him, "i'm sorry. i didn't realize! but yes! i would love to have sex with you! but it might take a while. i've never even given a blow job."

lando kissed you once more, "how about after dinner, we start with that? we have a few months to get a little.. closer."

you nodded eagerly, "of course! i'd love to!" you heard the water boil over out of the pot and onto the stove. you got out of your lover's arms to check on the food.

lando felt excited. how could he not. he was getting a chance to feel intimate with his lovely girlfriend. the excitement that coursed through him even made your lovely dinner taste better!

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"is there anything you want to try before we start. anything i can do to make this more comfortable." he asked as he looked down at you. you were seated on the bed. you feet didn't touch the floor of the bedroom. it was cute.

you swallowed, "um... i, uh. well." you looked away, your cheeks burned.

lando cupped your face and looked down at you, "nothing is gonna scare me, honey." he smiled at you, "tell me."

you said, your gaze met with him, "i.. i like dirty talk. anytime i've read it somewhere in like a story.. i found it very hot. and i know you're... mouthy." you chuckled a little to make a joke.

"well then." he said, "i'll keep that in mind."

you said a little nervously, "i'm a little nervous, i've never done this before." you felt a thrill of excitement through your body as you watched lando let go of you and pull his cock out of his shorts.

"don't worry, love." he said, "i'll make sure you feel good as well."

you pressed your cheek against his abdomen, letting him take control. the sight of his cock stirred something in you. a need for you to do your best and make your boyfriend feel good. even if you didn't have the skills, you were eager to learn.

and who would be a better teacher than your loving boyfriend. you closed your eyes and let lando guide your head onto his cock. you kissed his length before you softly took it in your mouth.

lando hissed through his teeth, but when you looked at him nervously he gave you a thumbs up, "don't worry. all good."

you took more in your mouth and started on a steady pace. you felt your heart hammer in your chest. you really had never done this before but you didn't want the excitement to cause you to mess up.

"that's it. that's a good girl." he groaned, the praise made you rub your thighs together. you were just so adorable. he couldn't wait to explore every inch of your sweet body.

he had all of the off-season to make love to you. and if he was lucky maybe his breeding kink could show a bit of himself. that made his cock twitch in your mouth.

your eyes were closed and your hands were on his hips to steady yourself as you orally pleasured him. you weren't terrible, at least in lando's opinion.

"are you sure this is your first time doing this?" he asked softly. you looked up at him once more, eyes gleaming. you nodded and little and lando laughed, "hmm, i don't know. you're really good at this." the praise made your core throb and lando noticed. he held onto your hair a little tighter and moved you a little further down his cock, "don't worry, love. it doesn't bite." and laughed. his cheeks were pink from the rush in his body.

you whimpered as you continued. you kept an ear open for all the noises that lando was making. from his heavy breathing to the shudder through his body. you trusted him that if you were doing something wrong, he'd tell you.

"you're beautiful when you smile, but you're the prettiest when my cock is in your throat" he cooed at you, "i wonder what the rest of the team would feel if they saw you like this. i know some of them have thought about you, get a few drinks in 'em and they're talking about how they want to be the one to ruin your virginity." he laughed, "but i know i'll be the one to ruin them for you. you'll only want my cock."

you whimpered, your pussy was slick. this was hottest thing you've ever thought could happen. yeah, you've read erotic fiction and gotten a bit flustered. but this was something else. this sent a shock through you as you continued to pleasure him.

orgasm felt sharp in his mind. he softly guided you as the dirty talk tumbled out of his mouth. "i wonder if i could make you choke next time." he panted, "i wonder how good you could take me. i want all of you, love. i want to see all the ways i could make you cum. i want it all, and we got all of the off-season to see what makes you tick."

you whimpered.

"my pretty girl." he purred, it made your heart leap.

"lando." you said with a glaze in your eyes. your voice was muffled by the cock in your mouth and it was so painfully cute but also erotic that it sent lando over the edge.

his pretty girl, his little engineer with his cock stuffed in your throat. it couldn't get better than that. the words tumbled out of his mouth, "swallow it. all of it." and the look you gave made him easily cum down your throat. he almost got hard for a second time when he saw how dutifully you swallowed it all down.

"holy shit." he panted.

as you laid back on the bed to catch your breath. you knew the night wasn't over because lando was soon between your legs with your calves over his shoulders. it was only fair that he returned the favour.

after all, he learned something very important about his girlfriend. she was easy to get wet. <3

[verstappen-cult]

Hi, love your writing so much ❤️❤️

So I have a request could you maybe write something about Charles reacting to his girlfriend having an allergic reaction? Like she accidentally eats something (I'm allergic to apples) and he freaked out

“Honey, I’m home!” Charles says, making you giggle and jump off the couch. He’s carrying two bags from your favorite restaurant while his gym bag is in his other hand, but that doesn’t stop you from hugging him and peppering his face with kisses.

“I missed you so much,” You say with a last kiss to his lips. “and I’m starving.”

Charles gives you the bags while he takes off his shoes. “I bought two pieces of that carrot cake you like so much.”

Before you even look at what else is in the bags, you take the dessert out, grabbing a fork in the process. Charles joins you in the kitchen, stealing the first bite of the cake from you.

“I don’t know why you like it so much, it’s gross.” He complains at which you roll your eyes, finally tasting the delicious and sweet cake.

After the second bite you can taste something different, something that’s not been there all the other times you’ve had it. However, you don't think too much about it and keep eating.

“Did you ask them to add something?” You ask after half of the cake has disappeared.

“No?” He answers, mouth full of pasta. “Oh! They said they’re trying a new recipe and has—”

He doesn’t finish his sentence, Charles just snatches the plate out of your hands, causing it to fall onto the floor, making a mess.

“Charles, that’s very rude!”

“I’m so sorry, baby. We need to go to the hospital.” He grabs your hand, rushing to the front door as you look confused at him, not understanding why he’s acting like that all of a sudden.

“Char, what’s happening!”

“You need to lie on your back, I’m gonna call the—”

It takes you a moment to finally understand.

That strange taste in your mouth, why the cake wasn’t like any of the other ones you’ve had before.

Sighing, you squeeze your boyfriend’s hand, forcing him to turn around and stop for a second.

“Baby, I’ll be fine.” But Charles looks like he’s about to throw up, probably feeling so guilty. “I just need my EpiPen, can you get it for me?”

“No! We need to—”

You cup his face, looking straight into his green eyes. “Charlie, you need to calm down or I’m seriously gonna slap you in the face. Now, can you get my EpiPen? It is on my nightst—”

You haven’t finished talking but he’s already sprinting up the stairs, tripping over his own feet. There’s a big commotion upstairs, things falling and Charles cursing as he searches for the medicine you need right now.

You slowly make your way to the couch, breathing in and out, when you hear Charles footsteps approaching.

He hands you the EpiPen and you smile up at him before taking it in your hands, taking your sweatpants off enough to push it against your thigh.

Charles looks away, making a strange sound. “I’m so sorry.” He whispers, looking like a kicked puppy in the middle of the road.

“It’s okay, Char.”

“No, it’s not! I’m gonna sue them,” He starts pacing around the living room, pulling on his hair. “how dare they do this! You could die.”

“I’m not going to die.” You laugh, rubbing the area around the injection for a few seconds. “You need to calm down because this isn’t helping me.”

His expression relaxes, and he sits next to you, grabbing your free hand. “I’m sorry. I should’ve asked.”

“It’s not your fault, Charles. These things happen and they’ve been happening to me all my life.” You rub his palm, leaning to rest your head on his shoulder. “I don’t know how many times this has happened since we’ve been dating, but you still freak out.” He laughs, closing his eyes and finally, finally, relaxing against you. “It’s cute.”

“I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.”

“I’m allergic to three different things, baby. You need to get used to it.”

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

Hiii!! 🥰 is it ok if I can request nanami w a bunnygirl!reader who is kinda shy and going through her heat but she doesnt wanna bother him about it. Thank you! 💘

In the Heat of Things 🐰 (Nanami x F!Reader 18+ One Shot) [REQUEST FILL]

Pairing: Kento Nanami x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: In which you're Nanami's bunny girl girlfriend who is going through a rough time during your "cycle", so your gentlemanly boyfriend takes it upon himself to help you out and ease your heat when your body tells him what your mouth can't.

Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+; Bunnygirl!Reader; Shy!GF!Reader; BF!Nanami; Dom!Nanami + sub!Reader; Heat Symptoms; Dry Humping; Tongue Kissing; Oral (Giving & receiving); Ear Pulling; Mild Degradation + Praise; Spanking; Facefuck; Ear & Tail Stroking; Clit Stimulation; Multiple Positions (Missionary, Doggystyle, 69, etc); Cock Drunk!Reader; Pussy Drunk!Nanami; Multiple Orgasms for Reader; Creampie; Internal Cumshot; Cum on Ass; Aftercare

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer's Note: Thank you so much for your patience, Anon! I hope you enjoy this one! -Jazz 🩷🩷🩷

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“Is anything the matter, darling?” Nanami worriedly asks you. “You barely touched your carrot cake.” 

You tentatively look up at him from your plate of delicious carrot cake adorned in sweet vanilla whipped cream while Nanami got vanilla bean ice cream instead for his dessert. He thought that paying an extra $16 for dessert would put a smile on you that dinner didn’t, but it hasn’t. 

And dinner was good! Your wonderful, amazing boyfriend has noticed how hard you’ve been working lately and took it upon himself to take you out tonight. He took a break from hunting curses and saving people to take you out to a romantic steak restaurant that he knew you’d enjoy. 

But despite how good you look in your pretty dress, your frown does nothing to make your beauty more radiate. Your happiness is what is most pretty to him. 

You look at him, blinking at him with those big, pretty, doe-like eyes. “What?” you dumbly ask. Realizing what he said, you wither in your pretty dress and lower your fork. “O-Oh, sorry. I’m fine, really…just lost in thought.” 

You look around the steak restaurant, watching all of the romantic couples be all cute and engaged in each other. So unlike you. You turn to your boyfriend sitting across from you, feeling terrible for treating him so badly. Your bunny ears, once sitting high on your head, droop with shame. “Please don’t worry about me, babe, really! I’m just a bit tired from work.” 

And you aren’t lying. Work has been taking a chunk out of your soul lately, but only to distract you from your main issue. One of which you have yet to discuss with Nanami as his bunny girlfriend. 

You and Nanami have been dating for almost a year now and you’ve been enjoying them immensely. It’s so hard to find a relationship that isn’t solely physical just because you’re a bunny girl. Most men just want to fuck you because of how sexualized your species is, but not Nanami. He took one look at you and wanted to put you in his pocket forever. 

Everything with him is amazing: the weekend sleepovers, the late-night talks and cuddles, the kissing, the touching, the sex. The sex, especially. Nanami is amazing when it comes to making your body feel good. Part of why is because you feel so comfortable with him. You feel like you can tell him everything and he’d never judge you. 

Except for this ‘issue’. You can’t tell him that…not yet, at least. Not until it’s over. 

“Well, if you’d like to leave, we can,” he says comfortingly. “I just figured we’d have a night together since work has been so hectic for us.” 

“No, no!” You protest, taking his hand in yours. “Kento, it’s fine! The last thing I want to do is go home and sleep when I could be spending time with you.” 

He smiles at you, a light pink blush appearing on his handsome features. “I agree. I’ve been looking forward to being with you all week. Every time we talked on the phone, I wanted to race to your apartment like a madman and see you.” His gaze is intense and almost hungered. It excites you, especially coming from a man as calm and collected as Nanami Kento.

“Oh,” you exhale. “That’s so sweet.” Though you look calm, you are losing it on the inside. You feel a warm buzz that the wine could never give you at his sweet, intimate words, each one going straight between your thighs. 

Nanami shrugs, clearing his throat to will away the blush. “It’s only true,” he sheepishly says. “I guess you could say I’m crazy about you. I know a couple of people would say so, like Habibara.” 

But as he continues to talk, you once again drift away with your thoughts. Your dirty, nasty, filthy, raunchy, slutty thoughts of you getting bent over the dinner table by your perfect boyfriend. Him hiking up your dress making you moan and sob as he spanks your ass raw. Him fucking you stupid with his tongue, fingers, and cock in front of everyone at the restaurant until you’re creaming all over his— 

“Y/N?” He asks. You blink at him, snapping back to reality. “H-Huh?” You say. “Did you say something?” 

Nanami’s brows furrow in concern. “I asked if you were doing anything next weekend,” he repeats. He leans in as if to keep others from hearing in on your convo. “Are you sure you’re okay? You look a little…flushed. Funny, I thought it was rather nippy in here.” 

You place your hands on your cheeks, your bunny ears drooping in embarrassment. Sure enough, they are warm just like the rest of your body despite your spaghetti-strap dress. “It’s just the alcohol.” You wave down your waiter eagerly. “Um, excuse me!” You shout. “Another glass of water, extra ice please.” 

He nods and fetches it for you, making you believe that some ice-cold water will soothe your hot flash. But it won’t. Because it’s not the alcohol’s fault. The truth is it’s none of those things. 

It’s not the wine or work or you being tired. It’s because you’re in heat. You’re going through it, experiencing all of the symptoms: heavy breathing, random hot flashes, hardened nipples, a dripping wet pussy, etc. To put it bluntly, you’re extremely, pitifully horny. All for the man sitting across from you. 

Nanami doesn’t know that his precious bunny girl is feening for his cock…more than usual, anyway. He just thinks you’re tired. “I think that maybe we should call it a night, darling. You don’t seem like yourself.” 

The waiter comes back with your water, thank God, and you take a much-needed sip. “No, baby, I’m fine,” you protest, squeezing his hand. “I’m just tired from work, but I want to finish dinner. I’ve been looking forward to this too.” You try not to shiver in delight as his thumb caresses your knuckles and you clamp your thighs tight together. “Now let’s dig in,” you giggle and practically gulp down your dessert. 

After dinner and getting wet over Nanami snatching the bill up to pay, he walks you outside to his car and drives you back to your apartment. Once outside the building, he helps you out and stands with you in the lot. You feel as if you’re the only two existing on Earth now. “That was delicious, Nanami,” you sigh. “I don’t think I can eat anything else!” 

Nanami smiles, happy to hear this. ”I’m glad. I wanted tonight to be nice for you.” In the moonlight, his cheeks flush. “It was,” you murmur, shyly taking his hand in yours. “Thank you.” 

He intertwines his long fingers with yours…his long piano fingers that would look perfect around your neck or plunged in your wet cunt. “Well, I guess that this is goodnight. You can finally catch the rest that you need.” 

He’s going? Now? You feel disappointment bloom inside of you. You know it’s stupid since the date is over, but you don’t want him to go. Not yet, anyway. “W-Well, I don’t have to go to sleep just yet,” you shyly protest. “It’s only 9 PM. If you want, you can come in to watch a movie…or cuddle…or…” You trail off, your mind taking you to some naughty places that involve Nanami mounting you. 

Your boyfriend raises an eyebrow down at you. “Or?” he teasingly pushes. “You want me to beat you in Super Mario Kart again?” You gasp, playfully hitting him. “Kento!” you whine. “Don’t be mean! You only won because my controller’s batteries were losing juice!” 

He laughs, the sound pleasant and arousing. “Whatever you say, darling,” he chuckles. “I’d love to go back with you, i-if that’s what you want too.” Once again, he blushes, his Adam’s Apple bobbing as he swallows. The air is suddenly thick with a tension that is almost unbearable. “Alright then,” you murmur. 

Nanami comes back to your place and at first, you’re glad that he does because you love having him here. After changing into your sweats and a T-shirt, you snuggle up with him on the couch to watch a movie. You decide on “Howl’s Moving Castle” since you’re a fan of Studio Ghibli and Nanami has never seen it before. 

You opt to be the little spoon tonight while your boyfriend is the big spoon, his front pressed against your back. He has stripped off his jacket and button-up top for his tank top underneath that you can feel his muscles poking through, making you want to run your hands all over him. 

But you keep them squeezed between your thighs where you can feel the throb of your pussy in your sweats. You thought that wearing pants would help, but it hasn’t. Not when your sexy boyfriend has his big arms wrapped tight around you and the smell of his cologne is in your nose. “Are you okay?” He whispers in the dimly lit living area. “Am I hugging you too tight?”You shake your head, struggling to pay attention to the movie. “N-No,” you stammer. “It’s fine.”

But it’s not fine. With every passing minute, your pussy gets wetter and more insistent on getting the pleasure it needs. Your little cotton tail is being stimulated every time Nanami shifts his body, pressing up against it. It feels so good that you have to bite your lip to keep from moaning out. 

Oh, how you need him! How you want to turn your head and kiss him, letting him swirl his tongue with yours. How you wish to turn off the movie and instead watch his handsome face contort in pleasure as he sinks his cock into your mouth or in your pussy. 

You could do it right now. You could turn over, wrap your legs around his waist, and pull him on top of you to kiss you down. He could pin you down to your couch and pound your pussy right now, giving you exactly what you need. You can almost feel him now, gripping your throat as his cock stretches you out and strokes your walls, bringing you closer and closer to that edge with him until you’re– 

“Uh, Y/N?” Nanami asks. “What are you doing?” 

“Huh?” You ask, looking back at him. Even in the dark, you can tell that he’s blushing. “Y-You’re rubbing yourself against me,” he stammers. “Your tail…a-and ass…are against my—“ 

“Oh, no!” You lament, immediately squirming out of his arms. “Dammit, no, no! I’m so sorry!” Embarrassed and humiliated, you get up from the couch, alarming him. “Hey, wait a minute!” he protests, confused. “Where are you going?” 

Quickly, you duck and hide behind the couch, not wanting to leave but also not wanting him to see you. You hide behind your ears, tears pricking your eyes. With the movie now on mute, Nanami finds you behind the couch and kneels down to comfort you. “Y/N?” he carefully asks. “What’s going on? Talk to me, lovely.” 

He gently peels back your ears and your hands from your face. His face is etched in concern. “Did I do something wrong?” You shake your head, admitting defeat. Now you have to tell him. “No,” you sigh. “It’s all me. The truth is…I’m in heat.” 

You watch Nanami blink at you, perplexed. “You’re…in heat?” he carefully repeats. “I don’t think I understand.” 

You sigh once again, not wanting to explain this because it’s so embarrassing. But you have to. “Well…it’s when girls like me go through cycles where we’re ready to mate. We get very, um…aroused.” You flush at the word choice. “Unfortunately, the warm weather makes it worse since spring is considered ‘mating season’ for certain mammals.”

He nods, his gaze intent and way too deep. “Mating,” he says, trying the words out on his lips. “So if I’m understanding this correctly, you through periods where you need to fuck.” 

Your eyes widen and your heart leaps at the vulgar word coming from his lips. “Um…well, yeah, if you wanna be blunt about it. We basically have sexual needs that need to be met.” 

“And what if they aren’t?” Nanami asks. 

“Our arousal gets worse,” you solemnly sigh. “It ain’t pretty.” Nanami’s expression darkens. “What happens?” he asks, worried. And so you tell him. You tell him about how one can become so horny that it hurts, the pain stretching on for months if not taken care of properly. 

By the time you finish, your boyfriend stares at you in horror. “How long have you been feeling like this?” he asks. You stare down at your hands, biting your lip. “About a week,” you admit. 

Nanami makes a noise between a groan and a sigh. “Baby, why didn’t you tell me this?” He cooingly asks. “I would’ve helped you with this a long time ago.” He tilts your chin up, his touch like a prayer to you. He honestly looks and sounds upset from the fact that you neglected to tell him this. 

“W-Well, you were so busy with work and I didn’t wanna bug you about it. I’ve been taking care of myself, but it doesn’t seem to work much, especially when I’m around you.” He steals the rest of your air when his hand moves up to caress your cheek, his calloused palm warm. 

“When you’re around me, hm?” he ponders aloud, his voice low and sweet. “How do you get when you’re around me?” Your teeth sink into your bottom lip, your ears and tail frazzled from his touch. ”Like…this,” you breathlessly reply. 

Nanami gently squeezes your cheeks, making your lips like a fish’s. “You mean like a needy little slut?” he asks, the vulgar words like sugar on his lips in his low, sweet tone. “Well, why don’t I help you with that? After all, it’s my fault you’re so horny.” 

“I-It’s not!” you protest. “It’s just my heat. Anyway, it’ll be done by the end of the week! I-I don’t need you to—“ 

“Shhh,” he gently shushes you, pressing a finger to your lush lips. “Don’t protest. Don’t argue. Don’t push me away. Just let me take good care of my bunny, okay?” His gorgeous hazel eyes, filled with promises of safety and acceptance, peer into yours. 

And with his thumb stroking your bottom lip, how can you deny him? “Okay,” you find yourself saying. He smiles, pleased. “Good girl,” he praises. “First off, these lips definitely need to be kissed.” 

His lips swoop down to capture yours in a soft, loving kiss that quickly grows sloppy and passionate the more you kiss. Nanami lets out a soft, eager moan as he scoops you up in his arms, laughing softly when you squeak as your feet dangle off the ground. While still kissing you, he brings you over to the couch and sits you down in his lap. His soft lips and tongue make you squirm in his lap, brushing yourself against his quickly hardening cock in his slacks.

“Can I play with your ears, darling?” he whispers, breathless from the constant kissing. “Your tail too? You still love being touched in those places, don’t you?” Gently, his hand moves down to your ass, caressing your cotton tail. Your toes curl in your shoes, your body tingly from the stimulation. “Y-Yes,” you breathlessly reply. “Go ahead.” 

You know that Nanami will be gentle like he always is, so you aren’t hesitant or apprehensive. When his fingers lightly begin to brush and stroke your bunny ear from base to tip, you damn near have an all-body orgasm. When he does the same to your tail, you feel your pussy grow wetter and it throbs more. “Oh!” You gasp. “Yes, like that!” 

Nanami smirks as he watches your face contort in pleasure as he strokes the most sensitive parts of your body other than your nipples and clit. “Like that?” He teasingly asks. “That feels good?” His cock throbs at the sound of your pitiful whimper in response. 

“What about this?” he asks. Gently, one of his big hands slides down between your thighs to pet your pussy through your panties while he continues to stroke your ears with the other. Your mouth falls agape, pleasure coursing through you. “Oh, fuck,” you moan, tilting your head back as his fingers ghost over your pussy. 

You begin to shamelessly grind your pussy into his fingers, turning Nanami one even more. “I’ve never seen you like this before,” he chuckles. “So responsive and needy. It’s so adorable.” 

You flush embarrassingly at your slutty behavior because yes, he’s right. You’ve never been this slutty with him before. “I’m sorry.” The blonde looks at you like you’re crazy. “What are you sorry about?” He scoffs. “I’m your man, darling. I want you to be like this for me and only me.” 

Under his firm gaze and insistent fingers, you nearly come apart at the seams. He then gently moves you off of him and his hard bulge, fixing you with a hot stare. “Now bend that pretty ass over me,” he demands. 

Smiling excitedly, you do as he says and bend over the couch, presenting your plump, soft ass to him. You bite your lip as his hand sneak up your thighs to hike your dress up over your hips, exposing your thong which is damn near soaked now. “Now, baby,” he tuts, “were you walking around with this under your dress the whole time at dinner?” 

His fingers slide down to gently pry open your asscheeks, emitting a pleasurable hum from you. “Such a little slut my baby has become tonight, wearing thongs and getting wet from a mere spanking.” 

“A spanking?” You parrot, confused. “What are you—“ 

Spank! You gasp at the sharp sting of his rough hand coming down on one asscheek, the jolt of slight pain sending your pussy into a frenzy. “You want another?” He hums. You let out a whimper, your tongue twisted from the surprise spank. “I’m sorry, what?” He asks, his tone soft yet firm. 

His fingers loop through your thong straps and gently pull at them, causing the thong to sink deeper into your ass and your slit. “Yes, Daddy,” you moan. “Please spank me again!” Nanami smiles, gently stroking the asscheek he hit. “That’s my girl. Let me know if it’s too much.” 

He continues to give your ass as many spanks as you want, watching the way your soft, jiggly asscheeks recoil against his hand. You moan and sob in pleasure at the burning sensation, becoming a little pain slut for him right before his eyes. Finally unable to take it anymore, Nanami stops and gets on his knees behind you. 

“Now it’s too much for me,” he growls. “Don’t move, bunny. I’m gonna eat your pussy now until you cum, okay? I want you to do whatever feels good to you. That’s your order.” You nod, gripping the couch to prepare yourself for the tongue-fucking you know you’re about to receive. 

But even as you do prepare yourself, it doesn’t do much because you’re a writhing, whimpering, moaning mess for your boyfriend as he pulls your tongue aside and  his tongue licks your folds and his lips suck on your clit, alternating between the two as much as he likes. “Ah, Ken, yes!” You cry out. “Oh, fuck yes, right there! Do it right there!” 

You are loud and vocal, much to Nanami’s enjoyment. He’s having the time of his life back here, massaging your ass and sucking on your wet pussy, your juices dripping down his chin. He even whimpers and moans into your pussy about how good you taste, only making you wetter at seeing this stoic man lose his shit over you. 

“You want a finger, bunny?” He asks, his voice slightly muffled from his face in your ass. “Talk to me. Tell Daddy what you want from him.” You struggle to do it, but manage to gather enough willpower to look at him over your shoulder. “Please,” you whimper. “Fuck me, Daddy. Make me cum.” 

Nanami smiles and so does his cock, trying hard to surge out of his pants. Slowly, he inserts one of his long fingers inside of your hole while his lips gently suck on your clit. When his finger aims up to rub against the underside of your clit, you nearly scream, bawling at the pleasure. 

“Oh, my God!” You sob. “Shit, Ken, baby, I’m gonna…I-I’m gonna…” You don’t get a chance to finish because your orgasm slams into you, drawing a string of slutty moans out of you as you cream all over Nanami’s tongue. He takes it willingly and joyfully, slurping up all that you give him. “That’s my good bunny,” he moans into your pussy. “So fuckin’ good for me.” 

Your orgasm is so strong and intense that you begin to tremble, the aftershocks taking control of your body. It’s an orgasm that you haven’t been able to give yourself due to your heat’s needs. You smile deliriously as it begins to fade, leaving you satisfied but feral for the man still cleaning you up behind you. 

Finally, Nanami pulls away as you turn to face him, naked from the waist down. ”Tired?” He questions, his eyes twinkling and lips wet from you. You touch his face, needing to feel him. “For you, no,” you purr. “I need to make you feel good too. But you’re wearing too much.” 

Nanami’s eyes flash with a fire that only you can put out. Together, with you standing on your knees on the couch and him standing before you, you strip off all of his clothes until he is butt naked in your living room. His impressive, toned body and pretty, hard cock are all on full display for you. Your mouth waters to taste him, especially his big, hairy pecs and gorgeous dick swinging between his thick thighs. 

Nanami smirks at your wide-eyed, awed expression at the sight of him. “Like what you see?” He chuckles. Wordlessly, you nod, excitedly staring at all of him. You still can’t believe that he’s really yours. You spit a copious amount of spit into your hand before you begin stroking your man’s cock, starting from the thick base and up to the pink head dripping with pre-cum. You give him a little kitten lit, emitting a soft moan from him. 

You drop your hand to massage his balls instead, giving them some love too. He holds his gaze with yours, wrapping a hand around his cock. “Tell me what you want.” With your ears now frazzled and your pussy leaking again, you crawl closer to him and grab his hips. “Just stand there and fuck my face. I want you to use my throat like a toy.” 

Nanami’s brows raise an inch. “You want it rough?” He asks, sounding surprised. You nod, needing it more than anything. “Well, if it’s what you want, darling…just tap my thigh twice if you need me to stop.” 

And then his cock is sliding in your mouth until you can feel it nearly hit the back of your throat. “Fuck,” Nanami groans, watching his dick disappear down your throat. “You’re so good to me, bunny. You always take me so well.” 

Feeling elevated by the praise, you open your throat, hollow your cheeks, and begin to bob your head up and down, back and forth, taking your boyfriend’s cock deep down your throat. You swallow it whole, slurping and sucking on it like a big, juicy lollipop, spit beginning to drip from Nanami’s balls. 

Nanami can’t take it anymore. He begins to fuck your pretty face in tandem with your head bobbing, making you swallow more of his length down your sloppy, greedy throat. “Yes, that’s it, my little bunny,” he moans, pumping his cock in and out of your mouth. “Take my cock just like that. Take it all.” 

He begins to stroke your ears as you blow him, getting your pussy nice, tingly, and throbbing again. You’re so horny that you begin to play with your pussy as he moans and groans, even whimpers, at how pretty you look with his cock in your mouth. 

Finally, Nanami slides out of your mouth with a soft swear and you take a breath. Your lips, coated in spit and pre-cum, are wiped clean of your lipgloss, your mascara is running, and your throat is slightly raw from the constant fucking Nanami gave you. He takes hold of your chin, staring into your eyes. “Do you want more?” he asks. 

Slowly, you nod, tears pricking your eyes because of how much you need this. “Yes, Nanami,” you plea, your arousal making you bold and unashamed in your need to be fucked. “Please give it to me. I don’t care how you take me. Just fuck me!” 

That’s all Nanami needs to hear. He gives you exactly what you want and more. The man fucks you and he fucks you good. He gives your body everything that it needs to knock those horny little thoughts out of your head and relieve you of your heat. 

And in every position, you cum. 

He fucks you in missionary, his hips pistoling into yours while your feet dangle in the air, his hands pinning your thighs apart and making you take each deep, long, slow stroke that has you seeing stars and frantically rubbing your clit watching his big pecs jiggle and his handsome face contort in pleasure. 

He fucks you standing up, your little body bouncing in his arms as you fucks you up and down on his cock, your arms wrapped tight around his neck, your tits pressed flush against his pecs, and your lips locked with his in a passionate, sloppy, wet kiss. 

He fucks you on your side, his big body curled around yours and his cock nestled between your asscheeks before sliding inside you again, your leg hooked up to get deeper. 

He pulls his cock out of you and sixty-nines with you, his cock fucking your throat instead while he tongue fucks your pussy, whimpering pathetically into your cunt while his toes curl at how good and tight your throat is, calling you his “sexy little bunny” and “good little cockslut” in his deep, velvety voice. 

He fucks your soft thighs. He fucks your perfect, jiggling tits while you lay on your back and squeeze them together. He fucks your asscheeks while you lay on your stomach, grinding his cock between your cheeks as he massages them. 

He fucks you on all fours, using your ears to pull you back onto his cock, your back arched and ass stinging from random spanks while he pounds into the deep, wet heat of your pussy that squeezes and grips him for dear life. When you try to rub your clit, he smacks it away and rubs your pussy for you.

“Uh-uh,” he huffs. “No touching what’s mine. All you need to do is cum. Can my little bunny do that?” 

You don’t even answer. You can’t. But your loud moans and sobs bouncing off of your walls are all the answers Nanami needs as he fucks you faster, harder, making your clit sing and pleasure zip through you. When you feel your last orgasm of the night zip through you, you let out a broken whimper and cream all over Nanami’s cock, your orgasm exploding out of you. 

Triggered by your orgasm and sweet little sounds, Nanami grips you to him and pounds into you without abandon until he finally explodes too. “Oh, fuck!” he gasps, his loud moans and grunts echoing throughout the empty living room, triggering another min-orgasm that makes your pussy quiver and drip down your thighs. 

Nanami cums deep inside of you, filling you to the brim with his nut. He even has enough to give you on your ass, pulling out to spray your perfect cheeks with more of his seed, pumping his cock furiously behind you. A smile stretches across your face as the aftershocks begin, making you lose balance and collapse onto the couch. 

You are sweaty, winded, soaked, tired, and covered in cum. But you’ve never been more satisfied or happier in your life. Nanami finally settles down beside you, turning you over to face him. He gives you a smile, his face flushed and blonde hair slightly damp with sweat. 

“Better now?” he murmurs, gently stroking down your back. You wordlessly nod, a small, tired mewl leaving your lips. 

“I’m glad,” he chuckles, pressing a kiss to your hand. “Get lots of rest now, darling, because we’ll be going for round two soon.”

And just like that, your body tingles and your pussy throbs like you weren't just turned out on your couch by your man already.

THE END.

[cassiopeia-longbottom98]

Nott's Big Question

Relationship: Theodore Nott x Reader

Summary: Theo takes you to dinner. It's just a normal dinner at Blaise's, right?

Warning: Use of Y/N

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"Theo, thank you so much for dinner. You know how much I love Blaise's lasagna." I said happily. I tilt my head to the side and smile.

Theo stares back at me in awe. He admires us from across the table. "My goddess, you are absolutely stunning tonight. You always are, but tonight even the stars are envy your beauty."

I blush at the compliment. Theo has always been very good with his words, but they always seemed to leave me flustered.

"T-thanks Theo.", I say blushing, "You look dashing as ever. Blaise should offer you as dessert." I wink at him.

Theo grins, "Only for you, my darling."

You both talk about your day. Theo rants about how Draco keeps coming in late and how he has to pick up Draco's slack.

Ever since Draco and Hermione had gotten back from their honeymoon 3 months ago, Draco has been coming in late. I have my theory that she's pregnant. She wasn't looking too well after she had to use the floo when we had dinner last week. Theo thinks they are just shagging all the time.

"Hey Y/n!" Ginny calls. I look up to see Mr. and Mrs. Potter. Ginny and Harry have been married for a few years now. Their wedding was on the cover of the Daily Prophet for at least two weeks.

I smile and greet them. "Are you guys here on date night as well?" Theo asked. Harry nodded.

"Yeah. Ginny has been talking about wanting to come back here, since Y/n's birthday dinner." Ginny elbows Harry in the side. Harry grunts and glares at his wife.

"Anyways, I see you guys are here on date night." Ginny smiles and gives Theo a weird look.

'I wonder what that was about.' I think to myself but eventually brush it off.

Harry and Ginny go and sit at their table and we continue with our date.

Theo and I continue to eat your food in comfortable silence. It was never uncomfortable between you guys. He looks up at me and smiles.

When I first met Theo back in second year, he never smiled. I remember the first time I saw it.

It was fourth year and everyone was coming back at the Yule Ball. Draco seemed to be in a mood. Pansy stormed off to the dorm room, and everyone else was starting to get tired. Blaise wanted to lighten the mood and to make his best friend smile, so he asked Blaise to dance. Both being purebloods, they obviously knew to dance properly. The two of them started doing the tango. I watch from afar. Being a muggleborn sorted into Slytherin was rare and that meant I was an easy target.

I laughed at the boys being silly. I turned to see Draco smirking. I looked back at the dancing duo and was taken back. Theo had the most beautiful smile and his laugh could cure all things evil. The Slytherin common room never felt warmer.

"Well, hello lovers. I took time out of my very busy schedule to bring you this exclusive dessert." Blaise greeted. I giggle at his antics. Blaise has always been dramatic. Blaise shows us his very new cheesecake, carrot cake cheesecake. Theo grunts, trying to convince Blaise to leave.

Blaise chuckles and looks down at me, "You know Y/n, if you ever get tired of him, my bed is always available." I chuckle at him as he walks away. Theo mutters about how he is going to kill him.

"Theodore darling, we both know you won't kill him. Who else would you dance with?" He glares at me as he tries a bit out of the cheesecake.

I take a bite and moan. Theo looks up at me hungrily.

"Y/n, would you care for a stroll after dinner?" Theo asks. "I am going to have to work off this cheesecake to keep this sexy body." He grins at my laugh.

"I would love it. Got to keep that figure or else I may have to take up Blaise's offer." I wink at him.

He glares at me as he finishes and goes to pay.

As we walk down Diagon Alley, I lean into him to try and warm myself. "Cold, my love?" Theo asks softly.

I nod. I feel as the warming charms that Theo placed work its magic. Theo has always been a sweetheart. He doesn't act like it around others, but he's such a softie with me. As we walk, I feel Theo pull my closer and wrap his arm around my shoulders. I lean into smelling smoke, wine, and cinnamon. His scent comforts me.

Abruptly we stop, and I look up at Theo. I see him grinning, his cheeks dusted with red.

"Remember this spot?" He asks cheekily. I look up and see we are outside of Fortescue's Ice cream Parlor.

I blush. "Oh Merlin. How could I forget?" It's the day I embarrassed myself in front of you."

"By embarrassed, you mean ruin one of my favorite shirts." I smack his arm. "You know it was an accident." He chuckles. Theo grabs my hands and smiles at me.

"You know that is one of my favorite memories of you. I don't understand how I never noticed you before then. I love your dark green eyes and sandy brown hair. You make my life so much better. I never knew happiness or love until I met you. You know how my father was. I would go through again every time if that meant I would get to be with you. Y/n Smith, I will love you until the day my magic gives out. I will love you until Draco and Blaise stop getting annoying.", Theo says as he gets down on one knee with a ring in his hand, "Will you please do me the honor of marrying me and making me the happiest man in this galaxy?"

I stand there stunned. I never imagine Theo would be on one knee in front of me. I stare at him until I could see the nerves starting to hit. I squeal and wrap myself around him. "Yes, Yes, Yes!!!" I yell. I hear Theo curse under his breath.

"Salazar woman, you about gave me a heart attack. I thought you were going to say no." Theo chuckled.

I look at him and place my hand on his cheek.

"Merlin Theo, I never thought you would have proposed to me. I would always say yes to you. I love you so much."

I pull Theo closer and kiss him softly. Theo leans in and deepens the kiss.

We finally pull away as we heard people around us start whispering. I stand up and pull Theo up.

We apparate back to our house. As we snuggle on our couch, I look at my ring. "How does Y/n Nott sound?" I look at Theo smiling big.

"It sounds perfect love." Theo whispers and he leans down to kiss me.

[bloodchapell]

so its been what, a month? since i started working at the bakery cafe 😜 and that calls for more headcanons of senku as the annoying regular

first of all, he was already a regular when you started working there.

"who are you?" he asks when you bring his order instead of kohaku or jasper. you tell him your name with a smile, trying not to smack him with the tray at his rude question. of course after you get to know each other, the passive-agressiveness increases between you two. he tells you that he is studying at the university close by and you tell him you are too.

as time goes by, you exchange contact information, just so he can spam your phone before he comes in so you have his order ready (double texting fears bro). whenever he sees you posting stories having fun or literally anything, he will reply saying something like "so this is why my coffee wasn't that good today, disappointing. get more days at work."

he doesn't even realize what he said until you point it out and mock him for it. "aww, are you saying i make the best coffee?"

"no, i am saying that factually it is the least worst one. kohaku burns it somehow, jasper's coffee makes me think of retirement. yours is only barely tasteable for my refined taste so therefore the least worst."

"whatever u say brah💀" what makes it for him though, is the next text: "then make your own coffee."

"i make the best coffee on this planet, probably."

and so, you find yourself on a thursday afternoon, sitting in his living room as he makes coffee.

"senku i fucking hate coffee, i have no way of determining if this is good or not" (me probably and the rest of the coffee haters). he makes you tea, the good thing about tea is that there is not much to it as long as you're not brewing it with leaves and are simply using the little tea bags, so he can't fucking brag about it either.

for theatrics and inclusions, if you do like coffee, he serves it to you and it is surprisingly good. he says 'i told you so' like the genius he is 💀, he invites you once in a while to his house to drink coffee while he talks your ears off about science.

nowwwww, we forgot to mention the pastries 😈

senku likes sweets. think of it like a L from death note situation... joking, but he does like sweets. my evidence? he got petrified drinking an energy drink.

he likes chocolate, but not excessively, it is actually pretty easy for him to find the food cloying after a few bites. red velvet is a meh, carrot cake is good but unmemorable, cheesecake has a nice texture but too sweet after a while... so his favorite is napoleon cake, sweet but not so much, if he is feeling fancy he will get a berry napoleon.

will ask for a recommendation on pastries and try it and then complain that he didn't like it. my personal favorite pastry is plain tres leches, which he would like because its sweet but not too much and its just like watery and mhhhmhghhghm delicious (is this blantant bias and favoritism in our year of the lord 2025?)

anyway, i will most likely do a third part to tie it to his fucking problem of crashing your dates 😇, for more check my mistresslist (i should have formatted this like my usual posts but the first one i did of these was just like a ramble (check it out HERE) and its 1am and i worked for the last 8 hours and have to get up to work again)

[universefcb]

Favorite person

Pairing: Marc Bernal X fem!reader

Summary: You discover that your best friend has a folder with photos of you, a note in his notebook with your favorite things and places, to give you gifts and take you on trips.

Warning: Mention of Reader, fluff.

Author's note: I miss my boy playing so much :(

And sorry if there are mistakes, English is not my language.I hope this is what you asked for!

Saturday was one of those lazy days that seemed to stretch out slowly, as if time knew there was no rush. The sky was clear, and a gentle breeze came through the living room window of Marc Bernal's house, bringing with it the good smell of the food his mother was preparing in the kitchen.

Marc was on the couch, with one leg bent, wearing a loose, comfortable t-shirt, laughing at something his best friend had just said. She was laughing too, with her hair a little messy and her eyes light, as she always did when she was with him. They had been inseparable since they were little. They knew all of each other's secrets — or at least most of them.

What she didn't know was that Marc kept the biggest secret of all locked away in his chest: he was completely in love with her.

It wasn't that overwhelming love seen in movies, full of dramatic declarations. It was silent, gentle and constant. It was in the lingering glances, in the notes he made on his phone's notepad, in the photos he took without her noticing. It was in the way he remembered the flavor of her favorite milkshake, the restaurant she loved to go to most when she was sad, and even in the playlist he put together with the songs she listened to nonstop.

“By the way, do you still have that picture of us from last week? The one with your new collab collection?” she asked absently, grabbing his phone that was next to her. “I looked so beautiful that day, it would be a crime not to post it.”

“Yes, I do, it’s in the gallery. Just be careful with the random photos, there are several from training. And others…” He hesitated. “Anyway, just ignore the weird ones.”

She laughed, already unlocking her phone—that exclusive, golden model he had gotten from Barcelona. And of course his password was her name, with the date of the first game she had ever watched. But she never knew.

He began to scroll through the photos with a smile on his face, looking for the image he wanted. But then... something caught his eye.

A photo of her, in profile, taken while she was laughing with a cup of tea in her hand.

Then another, sitting on the sidewalk in front of the ice cream shop they always went to.

Another one: she was sleeping, with her head resting on Marc's shoulder, wrapped in a blanket. That photo could only be from the trip to his grandmother's house, which she took with the Bernal family on vacation last summer.

She didn't say anything. She just kept going. The photos looked like portraits of a carefully guarded feeling. They had the right light, the right focus, as if he saw the world more beautifully when he looked at her.

And then she stumbled upon the notes. Not because she was looking for them, but because her phone happened to have a tab open.

> “Places she loves”

— Japanese restaurant around the corner from her house

— bookstore where she always says she's going to buy everything and never buys anything

— park where she says she can think better

— coffee with the carrot cake she loves

> “Things she wants to win (she only said it once, but I remember)”

— bracelet with charms

— hardcover book by favorite author

— ticket to the play she thought no one would want to go to with her

She froze. A silence fell over the room, only filled by the low voice of Marc's mother singing in the kitchen. Slowly, she turned her face toward him.

“Marc…”

He was already looking at her. His face was slightly flushed, but he didn’t look away. It was as if he’d been caught red-handed. Because he had. But at the same time, he didn’t look embarrassed—just vulnerable.

“I know I should have erased it all. Or maybe I never did. But every single one of those things... I kept them because I wanted to remember. Because even though I was just your best friend, I wanted to see you happy all the time.”

She was speechless for a moment, her heart pounding.

"Why?"

He smiled, but not mockingly. It was a small, almost sad smile.

“Because you are the girl of my dreams. I have always been. And I tried, I swear I tried to let it go, to pretend it was just a friendly affection. But every time you look at me like you do now... it feels like I can't hide it anymore.”

She approached slowly, her eyes still fixed on his.

“You even saved the photos I post and then delete from my stories. You care in a way no one else has ever cared.”

Marc nodded, hesitating a little, but leaning closer.

“Because you are everything. You are the beginning and the end of my days. And I’ve been in love with you for too long to keep pretending otherwise.”

Her answer came without words.

She just touched his face with her fingertips, feeling his warm skin. And then, she came closer and kissed him. A calm kiss, but full of everything that had always been there and that had finally come out of the silence.

He held her by the waist, squeezing his eyes shut as if he wanted to keep that moment forever.

“Finally!” a voice exclaimed out of nowhere, making the two jump apart. “I couldn’t stand Marc talking about how you were the girl of his dreams! I was already rehearsing a speech to give you a little push!”

Marc's mother appeared in the living room doorway with a plate of still-warm cookies in her hands, grinning from ear to ear.

“Oh, mom…” Marc mumbled, not knowing where to hide his face.

“What’s wrong? Are you going to tell me it’s not true?” she replied, amused, winking at the reader. “That boy is always daydreaming about you. Thank goodness now he’ll stop taking up half the phone’s memory with his photos.”

The girl laughed, blushing, hiding her face in Marc's shoulder, who could only laugh nervously.

But deep down, his chest was overflowing

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[succake]

Motor Skills

⌞ NSFW⌝ minors do not interact!

❄︎ 𝖟𝖆𝖞𝖓𝖊 x reader ❄︎

Synopsis : Zayne kindly asked you to be his date for a meeting with an investor.

Adjusting your lipstick in the mirror, you tried to ignore the multiple advances the investor made towards Zayne. The large bathroom was silent. You sighed before clasping your purse and heading out.

Elegantly walking towards the table where Zayne was currently seated, you stared at the woman, her short hair tucked behind her ear exposed her expensive jewelry.

As you sat down the two continued their discussion about the hospital and how this investment could help the research on protocores.

             “As you may know, Ever has been such a great patron, without them we never could’ve made this discovery.” She says biting the pasta she twirled on her fork.

As she mentions Ever, Zayne grabs my thigh, caressing it with his thumb. Maintaining his gaze he coughs.

             “The hard work of the scientists are the sole reason.” He says tightening his grip.

       ��     “Without money where would the research be?” She chuckled putting her fork down clasping her hands together. “Doctor, i think you underestimate the potential, a possible relationship, between the Akso hospital and Ever could bring to the world of medicine… I certainly hope your judgment will be favorable in due time. For now let’s enjoy these delicacies.”

             “I agree.” He said spiking one piece of vegetables. Lifting the fork, he places it in front of your mouth waiting for you to bite the carrot.

Your gaze locked on Zayne you sank your teeth into the vegetable.

             “You make a lovely couple i was disappointed to see you had a girlfriend, my niece is really passionate about you.” She announced, lifting her wine glass.

Zayne first glass of red wine was untouched since the beginning of the evening. He lifted his as well joining her, drinking its content, he released my thigh.

The evening ended rather rapidly, the investor received an impromptu call and had to leave. She winked and announced she would take care of the bill.

             “Doctor please think about my proposal.” She smiled before exiting the restaurant.

The waiter approached us cleaning our table. Another joined and brought multiple desserts.

The tiny fork you were holding pierced the sponge cake. The sweetness of the strawberry flavored cream cheese buttercream coating the cake reached your tastebuds, rapidly joined by the sweet strawberry flavored purée and lemon curd layered between each surface.

Zayne face reddened when you placed the fork full of cake in front of him. He reluctantly nibbled at what you offered expecting reprimand.

             “Do you like it?” Blissfully asking, your face lit up when he swallowed the piece.

He nodded slowly not knowing if it was the alcohol, your simple presence or the pastries making this evening sweeter.

This cold autumn night made you shiver, Zayne took off his scarf to wrap it around your neck. His heavy eyelids and his flushed face were signaling you he was unable to drive. As you reached the car you pat Zayne down searching for his keys.

             “I’m driving.” You said unlocking the car.

Without debate he opened the back passenger seat. Scrutinizing him, you wait a moment before joining him on the right side of the car. A bouquet of snow-made roses resting on the seat.

             “I forgot to give them to you earlier…” His voice hoarse and slow, made your heart rate rise. He cleared his throat, scratching his nape. Trying to hide your smile, in vain, your voice immediately gave it away. He immediately felt the blood rushing to his ears, he contemplated the love of his life holding his offering.

Slightly wobbly, you decided to sit Zayne down for a moment. If he was lightheaded he would most likely feel nauseous during the entire car ride, worry began to suffocate you.

            “I’ll go buy something for you stay still.” You said rapidly rushing to the nearest convenience store. The opened shop was supervised by a robot who greeted you upon your arrival. You grabbed the drinks and remedy, paid and exited the store with swiftness. Running towards the car you catch sight of Zayne incredibly long legs sticking out of the car. His phone’s flashlight used to keep him in the light.

            “I was worried about the battery so i turned off the lights.” He said laying on the backseat.

You sighed at the scene imagining your drunk doctor battling tipsiness to not risk staying in this parking lot until a taxi eventually showed up.

Straddling him, you try to sit him down, in vain. His arm caging you, he caressed you exposed back. His soften gaze falling slowly on you, you softly said, caressing his cheek.

            “Doctor… You need to sober up.” You ordered.

He sat still immediately after hearing your soft yet assertive voice. As you opened the tiny bottle, he flipped you around and hugged you. His phone crammed against the cushions of the car. 

            “Can we… Stay like this…? Just for a moment?” He struggled to say his lips pressed on your shoulder. 

            “Of course.” You smiled.

Feeling his heart beating faster, you wondered if you tried to match his rhythm, realizing the proximity made yours accelerate as well.

His lips softly coming and leaving your skin tickled you, but your head whirled when his hands began wandering on your body.

His large palm cupped your breast, a quiet moan leaving your lips. The car door still open you celebrated the empty parking lot. It’s when his other hand reached for the hem of your long dress that you realized you were starving for his touch. Your head resting on his shoulder you helped him lift the dress over your stomach.

Caressing your abdomen with his thumb, he also played with your undergarment. Tracing your folds, you bit your palm, with a faintly gaze you pleaded for mercy. Unfortunately Zayne wasn’t feeling charitable in the slightest today.

            “Don’t move.” His soft voice full of greed commanded you, you couldn’t help but ooze slightly.

His hand dampened with evidence of your arousal, he grinned, his lips curled up on your skin sending shivers down your spine. Involuntarily arching your back, separating yourself from his warmth.

            “I’m cold…” you struggled to mutter, as he profusely apologized you pointed at the open car door. “Not … You…” With a swift motion he used his leg to close the door.

Now fully engulfed in the pleasure you tried so hard to conceal, Zayne grazed his teeth on your epidermis never fully sinking into your skin. As your heart pounded heavily in your chest, you quietly examined the scene unfolding witnessing his fingers entering and exiting you, obscene noises surrounding you. As if hypnotized, your gaze fixated on his moving hand. Your nipples hardening upon his touches. Grabbing his thigh to steady yourself, you pleaded again. In vain.

His warm fingers left the skin of your tit to reach your chin. Pressing your face against his lips, he kept titillating you hoping to watch you explode underneath him. The slick noises filling the tiny space, you avoided his gaze. As the rhythm accelerated, he slowly bit your cheek hoping to still leave some kind of threat to the next person thinking you might feel lonely.

You could feel the presence of his arousal on your behind, wondering if you could also please him. Placing your hand on his chest your slowly turned around signaling him of your intentions. Pressing your lips against his you navigated him outside of his trousers.

Standing straight, the soldier of pleasure throbbed after being freed from its cage. Slipping your undergarment to the side, he slowly sit you down. Stretching around his length you held the seat in front of you, catching Zayne’s gaze on you. Unable to maintain eye contact, you rest your forehead on his shoulder.

While warmth slowly conquered your entire body, Zayne planted a kiss on your cheek again, beginning his sweet torture. His piercing green and amber eyes scrutinized your every move, every twitch, down to the pearls of sweat forming on yourself. He saw everything and was ready for anything.

Shaken by the repetitive friction, it is with slurred words that you try to communicate.

            “I cannot hold myself back i’m sorry.” He muttered between your neck.

As if inebriated, your mind was flooded with incomprehensible thoughts. His hand gently holding you, nectar slowly cascading down your legs, you rocked your hips and cried loudly. Powerless to his touch, you could only beg for more.

Appeased by your pleas he persisted his relentless thrusts, showering you with praises. As you gradually, got used to the pulsating member inside of you, he suddenly shoved himself deeper stealing a moan from you. Your head tilted back you stared at the ceiling of the car, holding back tears, with shaky hands you tried to reach him.

Hypnotized by your figure, and craving more, his lips find their way to your nipple, sucking them, he gawked at you. Waiting on your next move, how will you react to stimulation? Well. 

You indulged in his debauchery with ease, each of his questions rapidly answered. Until there was no more. Only you and your tightening warmth surrounding him. The agonizing slowness of his movements compelled you to take the lead. He wanted to see you break underneath him, he wanted to see your greed.

Squeezing any spare interrogations out of him, you salaciously sat in the pool of your desires mixed together.

[jude-duarte-wannabe]

welcome to the bakery

currently playing; the bakery by melanie martinez "pack it, box it, flip it, top it... the bakery, i'm tryna make some more"

this was inspired by @bunnys-kisses so go check out their page, such incredible stuff <3

when you request, please make sure to let me know if it's from my smut prompts or my soft ones [soft request prompts are still in the works]

hey lovely, how can i help? may i take your order? what do you feel like today? personally i'm in need of some iced tea and all you have to do is pick a dessert, drink and server of your choosing please, please, please don't forget to indicate who you want me to write about!! also please keep in mind that i haven't written anything in a while so it might take a bit for me to back into the groove of it. <3

the bakeries i currently have open are: formula one, resident evil, bridgerton and criminal minds, just for now.[but i am open to any other fandoms you might have in mind! please do not hesitate to ask!!]

the servers i'm currently writing for include; charles leclerc, carlos sainz, lewis hamiltion, pierre gasly, lando norris, max verstappen, oscar piastri, leon kennedy, carlos oliveria, chris redfield, anthony bridgerton, benedict bridgerton, colin bridgerton, spencer reid, aaron hotchner and luke alvez.

i do also accept polyam relationships! [pairing + reader] but only three people just to make it manageable on my end!

all orders can be made to the inbox for @jude-duarte-wannabe and i'll get your order together when i can also let me know if you want your order to...

be extra hot; real smutty or have sweetener; extra fluffy

let me know if want to be added to my taglist by commenting <3 followed by the person.

the bakery menu;

pound cake; "i can be rough and i don't want to hurt you"

churro's; "does my sweet boy need comforting"

cheese scone; "let your brother find out, i don't fucking care"

mille-feuille; "that's it, shit, such a good fucking girl"

cinnamon buns; "no promises"

gingerbread; "i mean i would totally make out with her/him but like platonically, you know"

baguette; "give me a minute, i really need to tickle the shit out of you"

pretzel; "i was never meant to fall for you"

cornbread; "you taste really good"

strawberry shortcake; "he's so cute, i really want to bite him"

soda bread; "wait a second... am i your lockscreen'

focaccia; "i could beat the shit out of you" "i know"

choux pastry; "i can't believe i ever loved you"

pumpkin muffin; "shut up... my girls asleep"

dinner roll; "holy shit, you still love him/her"

cakepop; "goodnight to my future wife, fuck the rest of you"

pull apart bread; "i love you"

souffle; "i'll be gentle"

powdered doughnuts; "marry me"

s'more; "the accent got to you, didn't it"

waffles; "you spill a single fucking drop and we're starting again"

shortbread biscuits; "if he pisses me off again, i'm fucking his girl"

red velvet cupcake; "does he know that i cum deep inside his little angel'

pancakes; "no, we can't, not here"

coffee cake; "i need to breed you"

french toast; "i don't think it'll fit"

crepes; "go back to sleep, you don't need to be awake for this sweetcheeks"

sweet pastry; "i'm trying to get you pregnant, now shut up and let me concentrate"

butter tart; "stop, don't fake it"

sugar pie; "stop wriggling"

zebra cake; "i'll make it fit"

carrot cake; "dirty girl"

date scone; "i'm going to make you a mama and your going to make me a daddy"

cookie; "do you feel that, how fucking deep i am"

brownie; "no fucking touching"

cheesecake; "don't yell at me"

pumpkin pie; "are you nibbling on me"

chocolate cake; "i'll use protection, i promise"

spice pie; "i wonder if your brother know that i cum inside you"

apple crumble; "i can't do this while you cat/dog is watching"

sausage roll; "i hate being your secret"

blueberry slice; "but what if somebody see's"

mushroom pie; "that looks like it hurt"

apple tart; "what do you mean you want me to choke you"

lemon slice; "i forget how small you are sometimes"

swiss roll; "your glasses are fogging up"

truffle; "send me an audio of you moaning"

oaty slice; "you smell like me"

cream puff; "this ends when your pregnant"

custard slice; "no hiding your face"

victoria sponge; "you wanna hold my hand"

english muffin; "i could die between these legs"

bagel; "where you going, this ain't over"

banana bread; "i can't believe you broke my bed"

hot cross buns; "i'll pay for the damages"

apple turnover; "can you keep it down"

fudge; "what do you mean noise complaint"

peach cake; "i've never done this"

tiramisu; "how could you be so stupid"

crumb cake; "nobody has to know"

custard tart; "you gonna let me cum inside"

date pudding; "your going to let me rawdog you, oh fuck"

mince pie; "so fucking dumb"

angel food cake; "did you just squirt, since when could you do that"

savory scroll; "stop stressing, i'm not going to post it"

chocolate chip cookie; "did you just call me pretty boy"

croissant; "don't you dare"

elcairs; "don't, leave them on"

chocolate mousse; "i'm sorry"

boston cream pie; "fuck it's dripping down your legs"

and to drink;

coffee; somnophilia kink

tea; semi public

juice; breeding kink

mocha; daddy kink

peppermint tea; mommy kink

vodka shot; rough sex

sparkling water; gentle sex

oat milk; one night stand

soy milk; friends with benefits

coconut milk; friends to lovers

almond milk; grumpy x sunshine

energy drink; doggy style

turmeric latte; fake dating

cold brew; possessive

espresso shot; dirty talking

chamomile tea; choking kink

glass of water; aftercare

herbal tea; soft but only for you

milkshake; size kink

pina colada; pregnancy

matcha latte; mixed with smau

cider; body worship

mai tai; loss of virginity

margarita; unprotected sex

chai; biting or hickeys [please let me know which]

earl grey; big cock

tonic water; age gap

soda; protected sex

root beer; caught in the act

americano; oral sex

whiskey; degrading language

vitamin water; dom/sub dynamics

irish coffee; drunk sex

lemon water; secret relationship

dark roast; sub character

hot chocolate; sub reader

iced tea; accentally leaking relationship

flat white; brothers best friend

iced latte; best friends brother

iced mocha latte; plus sized reader

smoothie; belly bulge

doppio coffee; wall sex

green tea; spiting kink

cortado; belly kisses

affogato; a bet

lemon ginger tea; single mom/dad

berry smoothie; accidental pregnancy

sunshine smoothies; fake dating

cappuccino; secret baby

rice milk; baby fever

cashew milk; somebody flirts with your bf/gf

iced chai; forehead kisses

[seduzist]

katniss everdeen x fem!reader

pure fluff w/ suggestive content. this is post-war.

you stands in the kitchen, singing lowly some melody that couldn’t leave your head in the last days, your experienced hands cutting some carrots and seasonings that you’ve just brought from your garden.

you’ve heard the door opening and fight all of your instincts to not turn your body to point the knife in your hand to it, you were home, you were safe. you told yourself, it was true.

a cold air hits your back slightly, and you heard steps on the wood ground, smiling softly at the thought that she was back home.

the sound of steps became louder but softer, like she was approaching with calm, she puts her bow on the table, just along with the animal she just hunted for your dinner, with her free hands, one goes to your waist, putting her head above your shoulder and smelling your perfume.

“hi.” you said, just loud enough for her to hear it.

katniss hands were cold, but her breath on your cheeks feel warm, even though she just chewed a few mint leafs before coming home.

“hi, pretty.” she says.

you turned around facing her, noticing how cold she was, it was expected since she just spent almost the whole day in the woods, hunting, chewing leafs of mint, making traps for small animals and running after bigger ones, and just today, picking some flowers for you.

she brings the other hand from behind her back, putting in front of you revealing some variants species, sunflowers, lilys, tulips, daisys, hibiscus, violets, but not a single rose.

it was a improvised bouquet, but looked just as pretty as the ones that was sold in capitol, even prettier in your opinion, your eyes lightened up and you embraced her neck with one of your arms, taking the bouquet with the other hand.

“it’s so pretty…” you looked at katniss with adoration in your eyes.

katniss wasn’t this type, she wasn’t the one to brings flowers or call her loved one pet names, she wasn’t the figure of a romantic, a lover, or any of these things, she never learned to be that way, but she just ended up loving you, so she did these things to makes you happy, even if was against her nature, she could feel her heart warming up when you looked at her with gratitude in your eyes, makes it worth.

you kissed her cold lips, caressing her soft cheeks with your thumbs, showing just how much you loved her gift, you felt her beating heart calm up a little bit, the red blush in her face going away as her body completely relaxed close to yours, feeling your presence, your touch, your lips.

“thank you, katniss, i really loved it.” you peck her lips once again and goes to wash your hands, filling a bowl with water, placing the bouquet inside with care to not damage a single petal. katniss watched your moves from afar with a little smile on her face, sitting at the table.

when you were done you admired the bouquet for the last time, you placed it at the center of the table, staring at katniss, who couldn’t take her eyes out of your figure. “i found those in a little plain close of the cottage, i could take you there tomorrow if you want to.”

“like a date? a picnic?” you walk towards her, embracing her shoulders, by the height of the chair she was sitting, her head was right below your chest, so you looked down in her eyes.

katniss’s eyes lightened up and she nodded with her head, smiling as you leaned to kiss her lips again, after a minute or two, the kiss became hungry and her hands a little exploring, her body now felt hotter and all you wanted to do was bringing her upstairs and thanking her for trying so hard to be a good wife for you, and you would do it in no time if wasn’t for a knock on the door.

“katniss? y/n?” peeta shouted from outside the door. “it’s saturday! i brought cake.” his voice sounded innocent just as his eyes used to look.

katniss broke the kiss with a frustrated frown, but peeta was right, it was saturday and just like every other saturday, you, katniss, peeta and haymitch would have dinner together, katniss would hunt a lot of meat, you would cook it, peeta would make a cake for dessert and haymitch would keep himself sober and bring the news from capitol so you all could talk about it, it used to be nice.

“what y’all doing in there?” haymitch much rougher voice echoed and you let out a laugh.

“we continue later.” you said calmly, and katniss rolled her eyes playfully, standing to open the door.

[starmocha]

Caleb things I am anticipating/wanting/brainrotting

Putting him in the kitty suit so I can complete my harem of catboys and not look at his weird apple pfp anymore

Panda suit when I'm feeling a little silly

Finding out the length of his towel, I will be purchasing it, yes 💁‍♀️

Caleb's secret times, particularly cooking with him *side-eye devs for withholding Sylus'*

Reminder that there will most likely be a secret time of him taking care of you while you're on your period when you're at a higher affinity (maybe possible references to the past growing up together?)

Working out with Caleb. Caleb in workout clothes. Sweating. Grunting. Panting. (Any guesses on the activity or equipment he would use? 🤔)

Study/work time with Caleb 🥺

Study/work time with Caleb in the fucking panda suit 🐼

Claw machine dates and him cheating with his Evol (plsIfeellikeheshouldhave100%accuracywiththis)

Getting angry at him when he beats me in kitty cards lol

Touching his 🍆 and slapping his 🍑

Fight wanderers, I guess 🙄 /j (any guesses on our weapon of choice? Would it be possible if the devs introduce a new weapon?)

Maybe childhood memories of him and MC?

I need him and Zayne to make references to one another PLEASE

I...also need them commenting on one another’s Moments posts....

I also need childhood memories of him and Zayne, especially since he did say they need to invite Zayne to have dinner with them....

CHILDHOOD FRIENDS-TO-LOVER THREESOME POTENTIAL, THE MORE THE MERRIER, GET THOSE DICCS GIRLIE AND WATCH ZAYNE AND CALEB FUCK EACH OTH—

❄️🍎 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

Finding out who the sexy supporting side character is

His birthday message and gift to us

Caleb's birthday celebration.....it's gonna be an apple cake, isn't it 😭😭😭

Actually I need the lores for Caleb's apple...fascination? (Just like I need the lore for Zayne's aversion to carrots)

Hearing him use the nickname "cutie", "honey", "darling", or "girlfriend" in the café.

Audio messages

.........his text messages when you're absent from the game for months......

The tête-à-tête feature, but particularly the one where he would comfort you when you tell him you had a bad day

finding out he's just another loser (affectionate) like the other four freaks (affectionate) with some sort of insane habits or quirks (judging)

I feel it in my soul that his plushies is the apple one, so just imagine his chibi form wearing an apple onesie 😭😭😭

Now also imagine regular Caleb dressed like an apple. I would bite him (sexually)

Begging the devs to bring back the kitties, so 1) I can have my kitties back 2) find out what breed of cat Caleb would be 3) make him wear the ears and tail in the café

Drunk Caleb pls 💁‍♀️

He's gonna have a horny memory just like the other four. It's coming (just like he will in yo—)

[banana-and-bread]

so you wanna know who the fuck these banana bread guys are?

i think the mcyt toxic yaoi/yuri poll has put a lot of attention on us bnbers (because of how hard we campaigned last round) and i wanted to make this post in case anyone was interested in checking them out!

Banana & Bread are two mcyt who share one channel together, started in 2022. they do mostly speedruns with a twist (eg sharing controls, without using a keyboard, random potion effects every minute etc.). the main appeal of them to me is that it's just two guys fucking around and having a good time! none of their speedruns are that good, all of their "speedruns" take at least an hour* (so it's not too intense if you aren't into speedrunning)

*i put an asterisk here because most of their speedruns aren't good. it is definetly worth noting that banana is an actual speedrunner, and has has 6 world records in low% and all advancements. they also have a co-op all advancements speedrun, but that one isn't very good (18+ hours), it's just a world record bc there's no other speedrun in the category. they have videos on all their speedruns if you're intrested in those!

they've got a couple of inside jokes/bits (carrot and cake, "who's that!", cursed furnace etc) but you'll get most of them through just watching their stuff. everything they have is just on youtube, and the only other place they interact with fans is through posting fanart on their instagram, so you haven't missed anything anywhere!

If you're looking for a place to start, I recommend "the kinkiest speedrun ever..." (my first video of theirs)

or if you want more toxic yaoi, "Minecraft But We Can't Jump" (trust me on this one)

ok, but who are they?

both are faceless and nameless! so they just go by Banana and Bread respectively, which are actually nicknames they have had long before the channel started. which is a fun coincidence that together they make banana bread!. they have done some irl stuff ("The WORST Valentine's Dates..." might be a good one to start with), but they don't show their faces for them.

banana has been playing minecraft for ~12 years now, and is pretty good at most aspects of the game! he's built and coded 2 minecraft maps (they have videos on these too), as mentioned before had 7 total speedrun world records, and codes pretty much any twist in any speedrun they do (where relevant). bread! only got minecraft 2 years before they started the channel and so is none of those things! he's improved a lot since they started making videos but. he's just there to look pretty /j

when watching banana bread videos, i think it is VERY important to remember that they're sitting next to each other irl on the ground playing on laptops. this is especially obvious in earlier videos.

why should i care about them?

idk! they're just two silly guys having a fun time! they feel very genuine! they have such good chemistry and you can really tell that they'd be having the same banter regardless of if they were making a video. also, i don't think they care about getting demonitised or anything they do not give a fuck if they're not family friendly. they swear and make nsfw jokes all the time which is very refreshing in mcyt. idk they're genuine feel and scuffed vibe was really refreshing the first time i watched their stuff and really helped me love mcyt again.

also they're super gay

in both their scripted manhut bts and their QnA video they bring up how a lot of people ask if they're dating or not, and then actively avoid answering the question. they're just queerbaiting us on purpose now :( i love it though it's fantastic. yes its toxic <3

anyway go watch banana bread!!!!

[seros-girl]

something in the orange| fratboy!katsuki bakugo x f!softgirl!reader

summary: childhood competitive friends take a college cooking course together for fun. katsuki bakugo, our amazing frat boy, and y/n, our amazing soft hearted girl. katsuki has a soft spot for her, but because of his ego won't let it show. denki being denki, lets a secret spill out which can ultimately make or break your friendship with katsuki bakugo

authors note: reader is best friends with denki, sero, kyoka, and tenya!!

chapter 4: first dates & carrot cakes

you sat on the sofa with denki, hanta, tenya, and eijiro, talking. “how are you and honenuki” denki teases you and you blush. “our first date is this friday” you said and all the boys start cheering.

“atta girl” eijiro says nudging your shoulder. “where’s he taking you?” tenya asks as katsuki walks down the stairs and sees all of you on the couch. “dinner and then bowling” you said as katsuki took a seat next to tenya.

“sounds like a lame first date” he grumbles and tenya punches his arm discreetly. “just saying you could do better” he scoffs looking the other way. you got up from your spot upset. you only looked at him before walking towards the stairs.

you unlock your room and grab your dance bag. you need to get some practice in. you grab everything you need and walk back down and out of the dormitory complex with all the boys giving katsuki disapproving looks.

“what the fuck is wrong with you?” eijiro said pushing katsuki into the couch. “if it were up to me i’d take her somewhere better” he said rolling his eyes. “yea but youre too pussy to say anything. swallow your pride and just do it or i will” denki threatened.

“you open your mouth and i’ll kill you” katsuki stared at denki and he only shrugged. “i mean if it’ll get you somewhere why not” and hanta bursts out laughing. “dude believe me as fucked up as this sounds it looks like she’s only using honenuki to get her mind off of you” hanta said and katsuki looks at him.

“keep going” he mumbles and hanta takes a deep breath. “i’ve seen the way she looks at you. the way she got jealous when mina sat too close, she blushes in your vicinty man. i think her plan was to always find someone here to move on from you” he explains and katsuki goes deep into thought.

“and it’ll work cause honenuki is a great guy who’s willing to treat her right. heck he’s cautious because of you” eijiro said and katsuki only sits there, arms crossed.

“let her go on this date man, let her talk to you about it, dont be an ass” tenya said and everyone’s eyes widened. “did you just say ass?” denki said and tenya nods his head. “am i not allowed to?” he looks around and all the guys start laughing.

katsuki nods his head and gets up. “where you going?” denki said watching him. “dance building” he mumbles and everyone wishes him a good luck. he pulls his phone out to send you a text.

to y/n 🐇🎀🤍

im coming to the dance building let me in?

he sees you start typing and then it stops. he looks confused and he sees you only react with a thumbs up leaving him on read.

he quickly makes his way over and sees you standing outside. you dont say anything and let him in. he closes the door to the private room and he sighs.

“‘m sorry” he says when he turns around to face you. you crossed your arms across your chest, staring at him. “its not a lame first date idea” he mumbles looking down at the ground.

“you hurt my feelings kats” you muttered fidgeting with your fingers. he sighs softly and rubs a hand across his face. he moves to you and hesitantly wraps his arm around you pulling you into a hug.

“tell me all about it when you get back on friday?” he asks with hope laced in his voice. you nod your head and detached from him. “juzo’s a great guy” you smiled and moved to the center to start stretching.

“i know he is” he says sitting down on the floor next to your gym bag and watches you dance for the next 2 hours.

●~*

you add finishing touches to your makeup and you smile in the mirror. kyoka, hanta, and denki sit on your bed watching you get ready. “okay help me out guys” you said as you got up and moved to your closet.

your pulled out a baby yellow dress with a pink cardigan and white converse as your first outfit choice. “aww thats adorable” denki said as you hung it up for them to see.

you pulled out a white tube top, a baby yellow cardigan, black baggy jeans, and the same shoe choice for the second. “do you know where dinner is?” hanta asked as he got up.

“no i assume you guys do” you said rubbing your arm. “we do” denki said moving to stand next to hanta. a knock on your door pulls you out of your thoughts. you move to open it and see eijiro, tenya, and katsuki.

you let them in and stand with the other boys to examine the outfit choices. “you boys know where dinner is?” kyoka asked as she stood next to denki. they nod their heads and katsuki speaks up. “the dress” he mumbles out and you nod grabbing it off the hanger.

you go to your bathroom, changing quickly. you walked out a did a twirl for your friends. they hyped you up and you move to your vanity to spray some perfume.

you grabbed it off the vanity and sprayed a generous amount. “take it babes” kyoka said and you put it in your purse. you looked in the mirror and something is missing. “headband or no?” you asked picking up a thin white headband you had and turned to your friends.

“try it on” hanta said as he observed. you put it on and smiled. “yes wear it” eijiro immediately says and you giggle turning around to grab your purse. “you guys wanna walk me out or hang out in here till i get back?” you asked grabbing your keys to your dorm.

“duh walking you out but hand over the keys to your room” kyoka said as she hopped off your bed and the rest followed. they all piled out of your room and you gave the keys to kyoka.

you walk down the stairs nervous and excited. you walk out of the dormitory complex and see juzo standing there with flowers. “have fun” tenya teases and you look back at your friends. “be safe” denki waves and you gratefully take the flowers from juzo.

“theyre so pretty thank you” you blush grabbing his hand as he leads you to his car. he opens your door and waits for you to get situated before closing the door and moving to the drivers side.

katsuki scoffs and walks inside back up to your room. “that could’ve been you” hanta teases and all katsuki does is walk in and throw himself on your bed when he reaches your room.

●~*

juzo held your hand as he lead you guys back to his car. dinner was done and it was time for bowling. this was easy, being with juzo was easy. you laughed with him as he made jokes during the small walk.

you held onto his hand and your other hand was holding his forearm as he lead the way. you made it to the car and before he opened the door to the passenger side he stopped you.

you looked up at him smiling. “oh man i dont want to mess this up” he mutters holding your face in his hands. “just do it” you encouraged him and he got close, hovering his lips over yours.

he presses his lips gently against yours. you kiss him back holding his forearms as his hands still held your face. he moves one hand on your waist pulling you gently towards him.

he pulls away and you open your eyes smiling up at him. he smiles down at you and opens your side of the car. you get in and he closes the door quickly running to the other side.

you touched your lips and as much as you tried to enjoy it, you wished it was someone else.

●~*

you knock on your door so your friends can let you in. its 11:30 and you both just got back to campus. he dropped you off and walked you inside the dormitory complex, giving you a kiss goodnight.

katsuki opens the door and you immediately walk in. you notice he’s the only one here. you sigh and sit down to take your shoes off. he stops you and signals you to prop your foot on his knee.

he takes off your shoes as you throw your back gently onto your bed. “i suck at bowling” you said and katsuki only chuckles lightly. “i bet” he mumbles as he pulls off your shoes.

“thanks kats” you said sighing in relief. “how was it?” he asks as he moves around your room grabbing you a comfy set of clothes to change into. “it was okay” you smiled as you sat up and shrugged off your pink cardigan.

you slipped on the sweatpants and lifted your dress to pull it over your head. katsuki turns around and you quickly pull the hoodie over telling him its okay to turn around. “forgot i wasnt wearing a bra sorry” you said cheeks burning.

“sit here” he instructs and you move to sit on your chair in front of your vanity. katsuki turns on the lights and you look at your reflection. “tell me” he says as he starts brushing your hair for you.

“well okay he’s a gentleman i’ll give him that but i dont know” you sighed and grabbed your makeup remover beginning to take off your makeup.

“there’s just someone i havent moved on from its been years its stupid really. juzo is really nice but i dont know its not what im looking for. i just wouldnt know how to tell him” you rambled on and looked at him through the mirror.

he braided your hair loosely for you. you gave him a small thank you as he tied it off. “well its getting late kats” you said getting up and moving towards your bathroom to brush your teeth.

he watches you and smiles walking away to wait for you to walk him out. you walked out and opened your door for him to go back to his own dorm. he turns to look at you and he looks nervous.

“can we uh have coffee when you’re free? to talk” he says and you immediately nod your head. “night kats” you smiled closing your door and locking it. “night pretty” he mumbles to himself staring at your door.

●~*

wednesday rolls around and you sit next to katsuki. you havent talked since your date with juzo. you looked up at katsuki and smiled at him. “hey” you softly nudged his shoulder and he looks down at you. he turns his head to look at the professor and you look away.

“carrot cakes class” she says clapping her hands together. she went over the recipe and ingredients needed to make this. once you were all given the go ahead, katsuki immediately gets up grabbing his ingredients and materials.

you grab yours and bring it back to your station as katsuki already started cracking eggs, aggressively. you watched as he stirred his ingredients and you looked up at him concern etched in your features.

“kats youre doing that a little too harshly no?” you asked him but he simply ignores you. you decide to start working on your cake and ignore him as well. “you know when someone asks you to grab a coffee sometime and you say yes to the idea, you plan for it” he grumbles and and continues stirring.

“you said anytime im free” you said confused and he scoffed. “i’ve been busy kats im sorry with dance an-“ you started but he cut you off. “and hanging out with honenuki? you said you were gonna end things with him” he says mixing together different ingredients as he starts on the frosting part.

“and i will i just need to find the right time” you said defensively. “i wasnt gonna do it after our first date thats mean” you said as you began whisking ingredients. he doesnt respond and continues working signaling the end of your conversation.

you get graded on it and everyone was dismissed to leave. katsuki leaves quickly and you walk out seeing no point in running after him. “y/n my girl!” you hear and see eijiro and denki walking towards you.

“hey” you smiled at them as they both threw their arms around your shoulders, you being caged between them. “so you coming to the party tonight?” denki says and you grimaced. “on a wednesday night?” you questioned looking up at them.

“yea why not” eijiro said excitedly. you gave in after denki pleaded you go. he gives you a big kiss on your cheek and you playfully wipe it off. “thanks y/n youre the best” he says as they both pull away and walk off laughing together.

“hey you” you hear juzo and turn around to see him. “hey” you said as you gave him a smile and he wraps an arm around your waist. “you know whats up with katsuki lately princess?” he asks you as you both start walking.

“no” you lied and he only sighs. “you coming to the party tonight?” he asks you as you both stop in front of your dormitory complex. he places his hands on your waist rubbing his thumbs back and forth in a soothing way.

“denks and eiji practically begged me” you giggled up at him and he smiles muttering a “good”. he leans down and places a gentle kiss on your lips and you return it back. “see you there” he says letting you go and watches you walk into the dorm complex. your contemporary 101 class was cancelled, which meant catching up on some homework.

katsuki stands in the kitchen, sweaty. his shirt is off, it looks like he just came back from a run. you peels your eyes away and head to the elevator to get to the fifth floor. no staring, you thought to yourself as the elevator dinged and you walked out and into your room.

you sighed as you looked at your closet, internally groaning at the thought of having to pick out an outfit for tonight. “screw you denks and eiji” you mumbled to yourself throwing yourself onto your bed.

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[feyburner]

hiii, do you have any good fall recipe recs? sweet or savoury I don’t mind I just regard you as a cooking god and am looking for inspiration

Yes! Here is my current To Make list.

Many I’ve made before and some are recipes I want to try.

I’m linking specific recipes just bc I’m copy pasting from my own list. Sorry for all the instagram reels, you can just google the name of the thing and find it.

I’m going apple picking with my friends sometime in early October so I’m already planning all the apple things I want to make 🤤🍎

And Friendsgiving… so many pies…

SWEET

- French Apple Cake/German Apple Cake

- Apple Tarte Tatin

- Apple Crunch Tart/“The Best Apple Tart in Paris”

- My auntie’s date pecan bread, one of my favorite quickbreads of all time. Yes you are reading that ingredient list correctly. This is for real fruit & nut enjoyers only. If you can’t play with the big boys go home.

- Pumpkin Bread

- Pumpkin Pie (I use the Libby’s recipe but double the cinnamon & ginger, brown sugar instead of white, 1 extra egg, and add 1 tsp vanilla, 1/2 tsp cardamom, 1/4 tsp nutmeg, a few cracks of black pepper, and lemon or orange zest. AND let the filling chill in the fridge overnight!!)

- Sweet Potato Pie (my own recipe, I’ll put under the cut)

- Pecan Pie (same)

- Cinnamon Roll Focaccia/Pumpkin Cinnamon Swirl Sourdough

- Orange Cardamom Olive Oil Cake

- Pear Almond Tart (Tarte Bourdaloue)

SAVORY

- Arayes (made already, so good)

- Crispy Pork Scallion Buns

- Coconut Curry Butternut Squash Sheet Pan Soup (+ Any Vegetable Sheet Pan Soup)

- Veggie Filo Crinkle Cake

- Peanut Noodle Soup

- Fall Squash Galette/Butternut Squash & Caramelized Onion Galette

- Crispy Parmesan Carrots

- Garam Masala Roasted Carrots

- Zucchini Cornbread

- Homemade (sourdough?) pizza with roasted butternut or kabocha squash, goat cheese, figs, caramelized onions

- My dad’s red beans and rice :)

- Spicy Korean Fried Chicken

- Potato Tart with Zucchini & Feta

- Thai Red Curry Dumpling Soup

- Channa Masala

MY RECIPES:

SWEET POTATO PIE

MAKES: 1 x 8-9” pie

INGREDIENTS

1 ½ lbs sweet potatoes (2-3 potatoes) (3 cups flesh), whole, to be roasted

1 x 12 oz can evaporated milk

1 cup (200g) dark brown sugar

2 eggs

5 Tbsp (70g) butter, melted

1 Tbsp lemon zest (zest of 1 lemon)

1 tsp lemon juice

1 Tbsp cinnamon

½ tsp kosher salt

½ tsp ginger

¼ tsp nutmeg

a few cracks (⅛ tsp) freshly ground black pepper

+

1 disc (½ recipe) All-Butter Pie Crust*

*I’ve posted my pie crust recipe on tumblr before tagged “recipes”

DIRECTIONS

1. Roast sweet potatoes: Preheat oven to 400°. Line a baking sheet with foil. Wash and scrub whole sweet potatoes. Pierce potatoes all over 3-5x with paring knife. Roast 45 minutes until fork tender. Let cool, then collect 3 cups flesh.

2. Prepare crust: Roll out pie dough (12-14” diameter circle, ¼” thick). Press into tin and crimp edges. Chill shaped shell in fridge or freezer until ready to use.

3. Preheat oven to 350°.

4. Make filling: Put all ingredients in food processor. Pulse 3-4x until smooth. (You can also use a blender, or simply beat ingredients until fully combined.)

5. Pour filling into pie shell.

6. Bake 45-60 minutes until puffed and firmly set (toothpick clean) everywhere except the very center, which should retain a very slight jiggle (but not look liquid). The center will set as it cools. Start checking at 45 minutes and continue baking at 5 minute intervals until set. (If crust gets too brown, shield edges with foil.)

7. Let cool completely before serving, at least 1 hour.

NOTES

Roast the potatoes whole, in the skins, so the sugars & starches properly caramelize. Do not steam or boil potatoes, even whole. They will take on water and make the filling soggy.

You can roast the potatoes up to 1 week in advance. Collect flesh day of.

PECAN PIE

MAKES: 1 x 8-9” pie

INGREDIENTS

2 cups (250g) chopped pecans

1 cup (200g) dark brown sugar

1 cup light or dark corn syrup

¼ cup (56g) butter

4 eggs

1 Tbsp vanilla

1 tsp kosher salt

1 tsp cinnamon

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1 disc (½ recipe) All-Butter Pie Crust

DIRECTIONS

1. Prepare shell: Roll out pie dough (12-14” diameter circle, ¼” thick), press into tin, crimp edges. Chill shaped shell in fridge or freezer until ready to use.

2. Preheat oven to 350°.

3. Cook sugar syrup: In a saucepan, bring sugar, corn syrup, and butter to boil over medium heat for 1-2 minutes, whisking constantly, to cook sugar. Take off heat. Let cool slightly, 3 minutes.

4. Temper eggs: In a bowl, beat eggs until lightened and frothy. Slowly, while whisking, pour ½ cup of warm syrup into eggs. Whisk to combine. Then, while whisking, slowly pour egg mixture back into the remaining syrup mixture. Whisk until smooth.

5. Whisk in vanilla, salt, and cinnamon.

6. Pour chopped pecans into bottom of pie shell. Pour filling over pecans.

7. Bake 45-60 minutes until fully set everywhere except the very center, which should retain a very slight jiggle. The center will set as it cools. Start checking at 45 minutes and continue baking at 5 minute intervals until set.

8. Let cool completely before serving, at least 1 hour.

NOTES

Many recipes do not require you to cook the sugar before baking the pie. However, pre-cooking the sugar (and tempering the eggs) ensures the ideal gooey, silky, perfectly smooth texture.

Toast pecans if desired: Arrange pecans in a single layer on a baking sheet and toast in preheated oven 5-8 minutes.

[deadqueerboys]

Umm… sorry… Dream, Sapnap, George, Karl, Wilbur, Tommy and Tubbo with a M!reader who likes to cook/bake and is pretty good at it. Like “why eat out when your food is better”

Holy shit that's a lot of ppl 😳

A lot of people x male! Reader

SFW UNDER THE CUT

Dream

He's your number one helper. He loves to cut the things for you while you cook. He does everything you say. Dream loves to eat your food, and how his mom always cooks for him, he's already used to help. He loves to be cute and clingy while you're cooking, hugging your waist and kissing the back of your neck. He's a chill person, so he doesn't mind doing the main stuff like breaking the eggs and putting the milk on the cup while you're mixing the food. He loves it when you cook pancakes and pasta, and he also enjoys when you make salty steak, it's one of his favorite.

He tries to cook by himself sometimes, which ends up in you cleaning everything and him saying sorry for almost putting fire in the kitchen. While you're cooking or cleaning, he just sits on a chair, smiling at you. He's like a big puppy, doing everything to make things easier to you. He buys you the best things he can find, the best ingredients, and the best pans. He's awkwardly trying to impress you, but it's easier if you do everything and he just help with the small things.

George

He's a great helper. He knows almost everything about cooking, but he never cooks by himself. George eats everything you give to him. it doesn't matter if he likes it or not. He will eat just because you made it. He likes it when you cook him a cake, for something special like his birthday or some random commemoration. He loves to watch you cooking, he finds it interesting. He's such a sweet person when it comes to talking about your interests, so he learns some stuff about cooking, like how to do cookies or pies.

He definitely does rather eat with you than eat out. He likes your food better. He thinks it's because of your passion or the fact that he knows the ingredients, maybe a mix of the two. George likes to watch you, he doesn't touch you or move around, he just stays in place and watches you. He likes it when you ask him to taste the food to see if it's okay of salt or pepper. He always enjoys having a preview of what he's going to eat later.

Sapnap

Let's say he's not the best at cooking, so he always liked to see you from far away. He eats practically everything you do, especially if it's something sweet. He's not a big fan of some stuff you do, but he shuts up and eats it just so he can see your smile. Sure, it never tastes bad. It actually tastes pretty good, so he doesn't have any argument to be against you. Once in a week, he likes to choose what the dinner will be. In the other days are what you want or what the boys want. Dream is also your biggest fan, and he helps you buy the stuff, what causes Sapnap to be jealous.

He's a good teaser, though. He brings you close or sits you on his lap when you get away from the pans. Sapnap puts his hand under your shirt as he hugs you, only when the food is done so he can kiss you before he eats whatever you make. He knows it's weird, but he always compares you to those guys on tiktok who make food shirtless. He secretly wishes you to do it too.

Karl Jacobs

Karl has a complicated relationship with food, so he only started eating well when you cooked for him. You both did the things pretty quickly, dating only a few weeks before moving to live together. You always had to pay attention to his actions, and he loves to help you since he got better. He knows it's a little gay, but he enjoys cooking with you while hugging each other. He puts his arms around while you're cutting the carrots and the onions to make food for him. He can't help but fall in love harder for you since you started to do some stuff for him.

He's so kind and lovely, putting everything to the side just to see you doing something for him. You already did a lot of challenges of cooking and especially cooking for his friends while they are busy recording for some video. He finds you so handsome and cute while you're cooking, but he can't help but touch you. He can't take his hands out of you. When you go to clean your hands, he even does it for you, caressing his hands against yours and putting some soap on it.

Wilbur Soot

Will eat everything you do. ANYTHING! He didn't know how to cook, just some basic stuff like making mac and cheese or pasta with tomato sauce. He really doesn't enjoy cooking, but he's a simp for you, and he would do anything you want. He tries to cook with you, taking care of the taste and the texture of some foods. He's pretty picky and likes to eat basic things. Sometimes, he asks you to do something so basic that it sounds insulting. Wilbur is crazy for nuggets and smashed potatoes.

He does help you a lot. Whenever you travel with him because of the tours, he's crazy to come back home and eat the food that you made. He likes simple things, maybe some rice with fish. He loves to see you cooking while wearing his clothes. They look so big on you, and it makes his heart race. He loves to buy random things and bring them to you with a childish smile. He only says "do something" and sits on a chair next to the table so he can watch you cook.

Tommyinnit

He's like a child around you, asking you what you are doing, when it's going to be ready, if he can taste it before it's done, and if he can put the amount of salt that he likes. Tom can't help but be around you, so excited to see what's going to be. It's easier when he's sick, he used to be so tired and you just did a soup to him, you bring it to his bed and he smiles a little. His eyes were clearly tired, and his nose congestioned. He puts his hand on yours while you feed him. He was whispering something about loving the attention you gave to him.

Tubbo

Toby is happy to see you cooking. Sometimes, he tries doing something on his own so he can impress you. It almost works, but he always puts too much salt or sugar. He does rather see you cooking, putting the ingredients on the mixer and watching you turn it into food. He loves it when you do cookies or Christmas candies. He loves spending the holidays with you, cooking at home with no one else to bother you two. He kisses you while you cook, pinning you against the table before he hears something also burning in the kitchen. He's so soft with you, it's actually really cute.