#i dont want to think of how long this was in my inbox... :')

[mimorobo]

*gives Chara full size chocolate bar*

You guys are spoiling them...

[xxplastic-cubexx]

What's the craziest ask you've ever gotten?

once had someone send me their very own home-grown wiki entry of the russian alcohol industry in the context of alcoholic vexen

[piningpercussionist]

would you say the music you make is pretty similar to music you enjoy?

(ooc: Welcome to a blast from the past! This answer was queued AGES back- I couldn't edit it from mobile without putting it back to my drafts, where it would've ended up some 300 posts back and vanished, never to be seen again. I debated trying to make another new answer, but I just don't have the time at the moment, unfortunately. Fingers crossed for fresher answers soon, though I hope this one was satisfactory nonetheless!)

Hm...

Yeah, you could say that, I guess. I mean, if I didn't like the music we made, I wouldn't be sticking with it, you know?

I guess I tend to like stuff that makes you want to move- whether it's just headbanging or full on thrashing. Or the kind of stuff you want to scream along with- lyrics you can really sink your teeth into.

I'll listen to almost anything, though, so long as it's good.

[vessalis]

I never got to say goodbye to you. I didn't want to leave you behind, I was scared to draw the line l, even when everything was over, and it was radio silence from your end, because what if it wasn't? What if I just went and ruined what I had with the fist person that I called a friend? But you never came back, and it's been awhile now. I was lonely then and so I thught what we had was deeper than what really was. I can't really blame you, I don't blame you, I had no right to expect anything back, really. I was foolish, really. And it's time to do what I refused to in a long while.

Goodbye, 'Jack'.

Hello? Um due to the fact that you did send this anonymous I'm afraid I am not quite sure who you are and I am well aware that I have been off this blog for a long time, as life got in the way, but I mean if you ever do see this reply know that if you were someone I talked to, roleplayed with, or anything I never meant any ill intentions with any silence on my end, i really was just living life and forgot about tumblr roleplay in general. and would love to reconnect if you want?

[kacievvbbbb]

So, from your blog, I know you dislike ships between underage and adults (e.g : Gojo/Yuuji, Mob/Reigen, etc), right? But does it mean you also dislike age gap ships or if the underage characters are aged up, maybe? Like, what if in a fanfic, Mob is in early 20s and Reigen in his mid 30s, it's not weird, right? (My own parents have 20 years age gaps, my mum met my dad when she was 22, and he was 42).

So, I want to give you this fic rec called "in my dreams (i seem to be more honest)" by angeltalk and dandelionbeach, with Mob is 20 and Reigen is 34. It's so amazing! The story and characters are great! I was not a Mobrei shipper until I read this fic. No OOC at all. It's more like a character study of Reigen fic (if you're a fan for his character, you'll love reading it). It's slow burn but so worth it ..And there is Reigen/Serizawa bit (but they're not endgame). Please read them if you have the time and sorry if you still don't like them...

I can't lie I tend not to like ships where one half knew the other as a child while they were an adult especially if they were a significant adult in the child's life. Reignen has known mob since he was about 8-10 I think and he has functioned as a kind of mentor figure for him. And that's not really my jam. It's less about the age gap and more about the previous relationship.

But like hey if they are both adults I'm fine with the ship and I'll try anything once. I don't read alot of Mob Psycho fanfiction and when I do it's usually age swap aus, but I'll check it out! Thanks for the recommendation!

[pokemon-legends-and-legacies]

👊 🍰 🌺 🕷️ 🙉 and 💧 for Florian pls!

👊 PUNCH - are they quick to violence?

Florian is actually very well known for his cool head. He does get angry, but it’s infrequent and he’s more of the composed and coldly calculating type when angered - displaying his anger via words over actions. He has a strong distaste for violence and tries to avoid it whenever possible. While he’s not squeamish or weak to violence, Florian simply has seen enough of it in his previous life to last his second lifetime as well. 

🍰 CAKE SLICE - favourite cake flavour? are they specific about types of cakes?

Having worked at a cafe-bakery growing up, Florian is fairly particular about his desserts! When he was younger, his favorite flavors were the ones containing things like chocolate and tropical fruits that he never had access to in his previous life. He loved exploring any new flavors he could find, but over time he began to narrow in on a few particular favorites. He’s always had a fondness for chocolate, especially dark chocolate, and especially dark chocolate paired with orange. He helped develop a dark-chocolate orange cake recipe for Calem & Serena’s cafe based on his favorite flavors that he always eats whenever he visits them after leaving home.

🌺 HIBISCUS - do they have any allergies?

Florian has fairly severe seasonal pollen allergies, which he had in his past life as well, and a peanut allergy, which he may have had in his past life but never discovered as there were no peanuts in ancient Kalos for him to be allergic to. For his seasonal allergies, he usually takes over the counter medication, and he carries an epi-pen for his peanut allergy (for both, he’s very glad that modern medicine has come up with such convenient ways to deal with such inconvenient medical problems!)

🕷️ SPIDER - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears?

Florian has a lot of worries and fears, most of them understandable ones like fear of losing his loved ones, or fear of his life being upended, but his greatest fear is I think losing control. Or, more accurately, having control taken away from him. In his past, he was often merely a pawn in greater schemes and had very little freedom in his life, his actions being controlled and limited by people with power over him. Once he was able to break away from that control, he was finally able to enact the change he wanted to and begin to live his life on his own terms. Now, he tends to react strongly against authority figures imposing too much on him, and grows fearful when he thinks people are trying to influence him to their agendas, sometimes to the point of paranoia. He respects authority that respects him, and he rebels against authority that doesn’t. As for more mundane/irrational fears, Florian cannot stand snake pokemon. Something about the way they move and how they have no limbs just gives him the heebie-jeebies.

🙉 HEAR-NO-EVIL - what is the worse thing your oc could hear from someone?

That he doesn’t and will never belong. As someone who suffers from pretty bad imposter syndrome, Florian struggles with fitting in with others, often worrying that he’s a burden on his family and will never be able to make friends since he’s “weird”. After spending time studying abroad in Paldea, he is able to find a place he fits in and makes some friends, but he still finds himself sometimes waiting for the other shoe to drop. For them to get fed up with him or reveal they just felt sorry for him. Someone telling him that this insecurity is founded would just crush him completely.

💧 DROPLET - random angst headcanon

Growing up, Florian was a withdrawn child and didn’t have any friends apart from various adults he knew. He’s afraid of the pain that comes from losing bonds with others, and would rather stay isolated than risk being hurt if a friendship broke up or he was betrayed. This was one of the primary reasons his parents enrolled him in Naranja Academy, hoping he could bond more with other children if it was in a new setting. While it took time for Florian to open up, he did eventually grow close with his classmates and rivals, finally finding true friends. So, when he later went to Kitakami, Florian was much less cautious about growing attached. He saw Kieran as a kindred spirit, someone who also struggled to form bonds due to anxiety, and did everything in his power to reach out and befriend the other boy. Of course, when things later took a sour turn, that meant it only hit Florian even harder. As Kieran became obsessed with overcoming Florian and becoming stronger, Florian in turn developed a grudge against his former friend, revealing an uglier side to himself he’s usually ashamed of. He vowed to take Kieran down and make him realize just how much he hurt him, no matter what.

[deesseshesca]

PAC : Moving in with them (18+)

(SINGLE SINCE BIRTH - ERA ~6)

Hiatus FUCKING OVER !

PILE 1

5 wands, Page wands

How will it be ? 

Hey babes … How are u ? Another night spent in insomnia… one would think that with all that overthinking you would live an amazing life yet you only look drained. Almost as if that is the point … xoxo. Now let’s dive into your reading, living with them is going to be very passionate. 

A lot of displays of affection, a lot of touching and a lot of teasing. Morning cuddles, bad breath kisses, back hugging while cooking breakfast, teasing them with your booty short when they comeback from work or them running a bath for you so they can dive in it (iykyk) and constant fucking hugging. Don't get me wrong since I am diving into a relationship, I know it is going to be cheesy but y’all are pussing it in my visions. ALWAYS HUGGING, KISSING OR TOUCHING IN ALL THE WAY POSSIBLE. Had to turn around and look for the camera crew because it looks like y’all are filming some kind of romcom. Lets not forget the eye contact, all I could think was : ‘’Just fuck already…’’ before I realize I am the one out of place. Don't yell at me, I am getting out of your way babe. Not to mention the beautiful friendship y’all have. You be roasting each other on the low for the fuck of it. You have a TV show you watch everyday together and no cheating or that is going to be a  problem … lol. You guys may be both obsessed with legos, you with the flowers one and them with the Star Wars one. You guys get really excited to spend y’all grown money on childish things together. Get even eager about basic shit like walking together or even grocery shopping because as long as y’all are together everything is worth it. 

How will it feel ? 

Y’all are going to keep the spark alive. Y’all are never settling the relationship or even taking the other for granted. Is not because you pay bills, you have to deal with changing lights or even putting furniture together that you are not lustfully in love. You would go on dates often. Is not because y’all are home together everyday that you dont deserve to go on dates. You will still put effort in your looks. Doing your hair, nails and keeping up with the shaving and lingerie to please your men. That does not mean you can not rock a bush and an amazing Adam Sandler outfit at home without him being turned on. You genuinely put in the work to make each other happy. They will help with house chores even tho you actually enjoy doing them because they want to show you  that they care and see the work that you are doing around the house. You cook and they do the dishes. Even the simple act of you taking a bath, they would probably be sitting beside you,  laptop on their lap answering some emails. At the end of the day both of you understood that it takes effort to show love  the proper way to your partner. 

PS: They love when you are busy doing your own thing around the house it turns them on. You are cooking while they are  probably just yapping beside you, having a hard on or getting wet. You are moping around the house while they are playing video games, they are having a hard on. You do your hair and makeup in the morning and they just start hoping they dont get hard. Is almost like  seeing you acting in a domestic setting with them is making them more horny. 

PREVIOUS READING

2. PAC (FREE ) : PAC : Why are they grateful for your existence ? (I know I said no more free but I love y'all 2 much)

3. COLLECTIVE READING (FREE) : BLOSSOM.

PLZ, if you have any ideas of topic regarding this playlist share it with me (comments, dm or inbox ... thx babe)

PILE  2

4 pentacles, 9 pentacles (reverse) 

How is it going to be ? 

Hey Chérie d’Amour ! How has life been lately ? Good … You sure. If life has been that good why are you spending it daydreaming. Is ok, maybe everything is too overlearning right now but it is not by hiding behind your maladaptive fantasy that your reality will get any better. Don't rush, take a deep breath, I am sure you have all the power in you to find your way out of that situation.

For now, let's dive into what's good awaiting you when you are brave enough to deal with reality. When you eventually move in with the love of your life, nothing will really change. Before you move out, they may be very protective and possessive over you. They don't like it when other eyes wander over you. They will never ask you to change because they enjoy your creativity and love seeing you feeling comfortable enough with your body to wear your risky outfit. Knowing how really insure you feel sometimes in your skin. Yet it does not stop them to death stare every fucking persorn laying yes upon you. They need you location on all the time. Every time they dont get to drive you around they must know who is with you and if you are safe. Honestly you love it , because often you grew up and nobody would pay attention to you. Often people would joke and say their only friend is their parents but for you it has been like this since elementary school. It's like you don't exist. People at work can go months without knowing your name and in some fuck up way  some people dont even know your existence while literary sitting right beside you. You never thought you really matter, you were sure that if you die it would not change a fucking thing. Until him, all the way he deals with you makes you feel very seen. Living together they may even throw baby tantrums because all they want to do is spend time with you. They may have a 20 minute alarm before they real alarm so they remember to cuddle you before starting to get ready for work. They may even try to invite you to boy night just to be with you. They will often want to cuddle you while he plays video games. Dont worry I dont see you giving up on yourself to please their little bratty needs. Them pouring into you is actually going to make you go after what you want in life. I see you are going to meet your soul tribe after them, your grades will improve or you will find a better job after him because you are not going to be scared to ask for more from life anymore. 

How is it going to feel ?

A bad bitch is born. I know I am supposed to focus on your couple but all I see is you. You are going to be so much more independent when you are going to be living with them. You may actually get your driver license which is weird because rn you may have driving anxiety. You may enroll in a hobby like pilates, yoga or even pole dancing. Your calendar is so much more busy. You pour so much more into you. You eat with no shame, you dress how the fuck you want, you create and enforce bounderies regarding the respect people should give you. Damm I am not a fan of the rhetoric that love heals because I believe that you should be your own healer. I don't think they healed you because to meet them you need to get out of your own way but them pouring into you  gives you enough strength to finally look at the glass with no shame and see all your potential. 

PS : I don't know if y’all care but the message came through. They have a circumsized dick. No extra skin with that one…lol. 

PREVIOUS READING

2. PAC (FREE ) : PAC : Why are they grateful for your existence ? (I know I said no more free but I love y'all 2 much)

3. COLLECTIVE READING (FREE) : BLOSSOM.

PLZ, if you have any ideas of topic regarding this playlist share it with me (comments, dm or inbox ... thx babe)

PILE 3 

 Knight pentacles, 10 cups

How will it be like ? 

How are y’all doing babies? Don't worry … no need to grab your pearls. I come here in peace and with good news. Whatever manifestion you did recently weather you did a whole spell work or just wish upon the star that shit is coming in fucking quickly ! Congrats babes ! Now let's dive into more good stuff. 

To begin with I think you are going to move in together with bigger commitment than the other piles. There's a high chance that y’all are going to be engaged. Also I think whoever you are moving in next … you are going to marry them. You may also get pregnant in that apartment. To add, after marriage, y’all are going to build your dream house not actually buy it . Going back to baby… you know what is the best part of it … MAKING IT ! A shit y’all going to have a whole lot of sex. Damm when you are ovalating the house is transforming into a sex dangeon, like you can even fuck 2 to 3 time a fucking day. I mean you fucking everywhere. On the sofa, the bed, in the hallway, in the closet, on the kitchen counter … does not matter. Like is not fucking enough, it take nothing to set the fire between y’all. Just one intense eye contact or your hands barely caressing each other and  you are on it. Fucking like animals going as far as pushing anything on your way. That being said stability is going to be a key element in y’all relationship. You guys are serious about making it in this fuck up economy. You want the house and the kids. You will invest together, save  and meet with a specific financial advisor so they can help you sort out the best assurance. You will have cars and save every year for a couple trips. You will have meetings in the dining room or living room discussing your fiance and doing weekly check ups to make sure to keep y’all motivated and to keep y’all in  line. If you have a couple goals surring eating better and moving more the whole house is going to reflect it. With vegetables and everything free ingredients filling up the fridge and pantry. 

How will it feel ? 

You are going to feel seen. You are going to feel like you matter. Is the way they can spend hours staring at you. Is the way they go to the store and buy products made for you curls because one day while you were pillow talking you complained about your curls being dry and not juicy. Took upon their own hand to actually research about good products. Is the way you have fresh flowers every 2 weeks without asking. Is the way they do you cup of coffee every morning or bring you a snack when you stay up late on an assignment. I can go on and on but to sum it up, you are fulfilled by the effort they put out to make sure you FEEL love. 

PS : They may be quite submissive in the bedroom. They whimper more than grunts or groan (or whatever noise men are making). They love being your good boy and also enjoy obeying your orders in the bedroom. Not in a BDSM way, more in a natural sexual power play in the bedroom. Also love to please you and worship you. 

PREVIOUS READING

2. PAC (FREE ) : PAC : Why are they grateful for your existence ? (I know I said no more free but I love y'all 2 much)

3. COLLECTIVE READING (FREE) : BLOSSOM.

PLZ, if you have any ideas of topic regarding this playlist share it with me (comments, dm or inbox ... thx babe)

[ghoulishhx]

i love the hc that frankie is just like always hard around you no matter what and it almost becomes routine to reach for his cock every morning, even just jerking him off if you dont have time to fuck properly

ARGHHH LITERALLYYYY. he's a whole other man around you, you drive him insane just by existing. and the thing is i feel like frank wouldn't expect you to do anything about it? like you'll roll over to him in the morning and see it with your sleepy eyes and go to move to help him out and he'll stop you like "ignore it doll, c'mere sweetheart" as he pulls you into his arms and holds you for a little while before you do end up helping him out lmao. the feeling is 100% mutual.

you'll walk through the door from work, face a bit flushed from having a bad day and such and it will drive him insane just seeing you. he instantly just pulls you into his lap as you vent and yap about your day, and it takes him all the self control he can muster to ignore his erection. he's good with his self control, probably all those years in the Marines ig, but just feeling him under your lap on your core makes you just as needy. in simple terms, you match each others freak LOL.

"need you frankie" you sigh as you grind into hips, making him groan as his lips attach to your neck

"yeah? need frankie help ya forget all about today, hmm?" he mumbles, pushing his hips to meet yours... and you know how this goes.

despite how good he is with self control, there's certain instances where he just breaks. when you're all dolled up ready for date night or something, fresh out the shower and when you're wearing his clothes. something primal takes over and he can't help himself from picking you up and taking you to your bedroom to make you feel just as good as you look to him.

"so fuckin' gorgeous babygirl, drivin' me insane.." and you can't help but giggle into his neck as he devours you.

and in PUBLIC.. oh my GOD. say you're at a bar, sat at the counter with your hand on his thigh as you laugh and talk to whoever you're with. his cock stirs to life the second you make contact with him. you know about the effect you have on him, so you bat your eyelashes at him a bit more, squeeze his leg and maintain devastating eye contact the whole time. the way his jaw ticks and gaze never leaves yours makes you subconsciously clench your thighs together. you keep the teasing up, only getting worse as you lean into his space and whisper dirty things in his ear. he eventually breaks, grabbing your wrist and pulling you into the bathroom, hand around your throat as he hoists you up onto the counter, standing between your legs.

"what the fuck do you think you're doin', doll? pullin' all that shit, expectin' me to drag ya in here and do somethin' about it, huh?" he groans into your ear as his grip around your throat tightens slightly, not hurting you but putting you in your place.

you nod meekly, face flushing as you wrap your hands around his waist and pulling him closer to you as he pulls back and laughs at your attempts.

"not gettin' me that easy doll, poor girl so needy f'me.. tryna get m'attention all night hmm? bet y'soaked under this pretty dress.. I'll help ya out babydoll"

you both stay in that bathroom for a WHILE to say the least, your friends left long ago and when you emerge you can barely walk, having to hold onto his arm incase your knees give out beneath you.

so in conclusion he is obsessed with you, addicted even, however the feeling is absolutely mutual.

sigh need that

also lowk wanna write a public bar sex fic with Frank so if that's something you'd want pleaseee lmk :3 inbox is open!!

[satoruhour]

ur gonna get sick of seeing me in ur inbox lol but t i’ve been thinking a whole lot about sugar daddies and i need to know what the jjk men would be like as sugar daddies and what type of sugar baby they’d go for and and and their favourite things to do with you, both inside and outside the bedroom 💖 and how likely they are to fall in love and make u their wifey

a/n: i am so normal about jjk men. this shit is so long i got carried away. it’s too long that i’ll need to seperate and post nanami’s and toji’s part in a second post TT pt. 2 here

warnings: long piece, sugar daddy!au, discussions of kinks including daddy kink, creampies / breeding, public sex, exhibitionism, oral (f and m receiving), fingering, facials, cumshots, praise, degradation, dp, threesome, voyeurism, orgasm denial, overstimulation, lingerie, brat-taming, let me know if i missed anything. n*sfw under the cut

✶ GOJO

most annoying sugar daddy eva but he’s one of the fun ones where he feels like your best friend and sponsor all in one

i honestly see gojo not having a preference for specific sugar babies, but he doesn’t like babies who are ashamed of their relationship. like it’s one thing to be private of your relationship but another to introduce satoru as just your trust fund without alluding to your relationship

“he’s helping me with my university fees” like yeah any rich FRIEND could do that but it’s different from hooking an arm around his to introduce you two as a couple

sure maybe he may have blurred the lines at first when touches became more personal and whatnot but at this point he’s basically your boyfriend — even if you don’t want to explain the sugar daddy part, he still wants to be know as your partner and equal

you two “met” at an event where you were paid minimum wage for a waitress job, serving drinks to rich ppl and he’s so entranced with how you move. it’s not until later when he goes outside to accompany geto for a smoke that he sees you and your friends who worked the job together just talking and laughing in the parking lot while you rested your feet 

it was cute and refreshing seeing your laughter after experiencing your stoic expression in the stuffy event even he didnt want to go to. since it was once of the first few events he started attending as a new CEO

made an impression by approaching you when your friends went in and your back was turned but you took him as a creep and screamed and punched him and he’s groaning while you just apologise profusely

it’s his fault, he knows, approaching in such a dark area but he doesnt mind the dark bruise forming on his nose bridge even when his best friend was laughing from a distance and youre helping him off the ground. your hands are so soft and your voice so sweet he swears he wants to protect you from the get go

after that whole hooha, he finds out youre still a uni student trying to pay off fees and randomly asks if you want to be his sugar baby and realises he wants you to be his gf when you’re playing some digimon video game at his house, enjoying your winter break. youre triumphant in the round and he grabs your wrist mid celebratory pose and pulls you to him

are you going to punch me for payback? gojo pfts and laughs, and just says just wanted to tell you i like you and LEAVES dude is so afraid of your answer until youre wrapping your arms arnd him from behind muttering out a finally and hearing the vibration of his chuckle

gojo wants his baby to ask for help when you needs it, and doesn’t mind being spoiled

LOVES to buy you flashy stuff. glittery, bright coloured things (that somehow still look classy) that scream expensive. gojo is very good at persuasion. he listens you dont like it however

i feel like the more he gets to know you, he understands your style more so while some of the things he buys are still fairly gaudy, you’re surprised every time he manages to purchase something that fits your preference. he’s gotten very good at it

gojo wires you money when he feels like it, whenever. he calls what he has a “sugar baby radar” and it’s just him thinking youre panicking over not having money for a textbook or something and just types in a random amount to transfer to you lol

he’s just a chill guy though, who wants to be a good boyfriend as he is a sugar daddy. like yeah he’s had sugar babies before and he enjoys giving but you’ve always hooked him in from day one and he realises he doesn’t just want to give you money but love too

gojo wants a bit of balance in the relationship as well — so he accompanies you to fashion stores to try on clothes but he would also love it if you followed him to tailor stores or watch stores for normal CEO stuff 

you roll your eyes but actually you love every suit he changes into, and you always think of taking him right there

he LOVES his sunglasses that’s one thing he’s always dragging you to look at

and then there is interests that involve the both of you: lingerie shopping lol, jewellery, etc

he gets you a little G.S. initial necklace for your second anni and it looks so cute on you

clingy and so annoying bout it. you love it tho, seeing such a rich guy babble out five more minutes with hair sticking out everywhere.

he surrenders to you easily in the way he lets you crash his place whenever you’re cramming for an exam, or just needs some comfort. his things becomes yours very easily and he smiles when he finds himself wanting to learn how to cook properly when you’re sleeping in

likes to buy lingerie that matches his eyes, but ofc also picking your preferred colour. but seeing the fabric that matches the blue of his eyes drives him crazy, but also he gets to say “my eyes are always on you” and it’s just a reference to how there’s baby blue lingerie on you

HES SO LAME . i swear to god.

also a little bit of a boomer when it comes to younger slang and whatnot and it’s endearing to see when he’s supposed to be a CEO but you can’t help but laugh when he asks you for help on what fomo meant

very open on topics that touchy subjects or sensitive things. he may appear loud and annoying but he’s got depth to him due to his hardships since he was young. like yeah sure a guy who already was in line to take over his father couldn’t have hardships when he was young but he’s always despised this line of work. satoru is still finding a way to break off from his toxic family business to create his own, something that wont come without blackmail and scandals

the first time you heard this you were surprised because you had never seen gojo so serious before. he mentions it’s not obligatory for you to open up as well, but you mumble along about always struggling with money and working jobs to make ends meet. it’s not detrimental, but sometimes you wish there was someone treating you to a small meal or drink

this vulnerable state was early on in your relationship as well, and as you two go along, gojo is so grateful to be able to take care of you. it strengthens your relationship as well, because while you have your funny, hysterical moments, being vulnerable with your sugar daddy turned boyfriend is everything you could ask for

gojo realises the first time he might put a ring on you was when you guys had sex that was intense and broke the headboard LMFAO you two laughed about it during it, but during aftercare you’re patting his chest, telling him how you’ll end work early to meet him at IKEA to get a new one tomorrow — that simple act of going with someone to find furniture like ohhhh my god he was so whipped

like it’s one thing to buy clothes and material things but when you said that, flashes of your possible married life flashed before his eyes and he wants to say i love you but finds you’re already asleep. he can’t wait to actually move out of his family sponsored home into an apartment with you. gojo doesn’t care if it’s smaller than mansions and penthouses. if you’re happy, he is.

n*sfw hc’s below

gojo is open to a lot of things regarding your sex life. he didn’t want to scare you when you first started out but when he found out you’re just as much of a freak as he is he’s going to pound town baby!

not big on the daddy kink ngl (and he also because he’s too pathetic to be called a daddy), but loves using it in the context of cumming in you and breeding you and the prospect of you being pregnant with his child. 

even if it’s not on his checklist right now, he just loves the filthiness and saying things like that

loves to fuck in bathrooms of important events, the cold marble against your skin making you freeze up as your eyes can hardly focus on your reflection. you’re just thankful you were able to find the ‘cleaning’ sign to prevent anyone from entering

loves to tease you and threaten to take away his black card and youre whining. hes annoying, asking you to use your words and youre begging to cum on his fingers.

very playful in the bedroom but he’s always calling you his dumb baby who loves getting fucked stupid by him until theres only money and him on your mind

loves it when you wear the extensions to the G.S. initial necklace, buying four more initials: two for your wrist, two for your ankles so he can hear it jingle when you stroke his cock while your flick your tongue at his tip

r hear it next to his ear when your legs are on his shoulder as he rails into you

on a funnier note he would totally fuck you on a bed of money. just for shits and giggles

loves to film you especially in his office, whether you’re playing with yourself or sucking him off or getting fucked he loves it so much bc of the fact he’s so unprofessional in a professional setting

gojo likes it when you initiate sex, especially in places that are risky and pretty public. his office is a starter, coming in dressed in a tight pencil skirt to mirror his insufferable PA who kept making advances on him. she was demoted the very next day LMFAO

but yeah you wore the skirt to provoke him, pulling his tie over the table while a stocking clad knee rests on his wooden desk. there’s a confidence in you he’s never seen before and he just cant resist flicking his eyes down to the suffocating button up shirt you’ve got on

satoru doesn’t care that his whole office can hear you moan out his name or the slaps of his balls on your ass. or doesn’t really care about the construction workers looking at you two go at it like rabbits from the opposite building

the heat of the glass paired with your body that feels on fire is enough to make you lightheaded but the eyes and ears peeking in on your intercourse is so thrilling to you bc you know gojo can just pay them off to shut the fuck up

loves you on your knees giving him head when he’s in an important meeting, the swirl of your tongue feeling so good on his length

but what’s more he loves giving you head even more. doesnt matter where. office table, washing machine, bed, he’s so in love with your cum and cunt and has to eat you out at least once a day

gojo loves to cum in you but also on your face, especially if you wear glasses. seeing his white hot cum splattered on your lenses and your face while your tongue darts out to lick some of it off he swear there’s a few more blobs of cum that seeps out from his tip

warnings for drabble: reader has glasses, pet names, oral (m receiving), deepthroating, face-fucking, praise, facial, cum eating, semi-public sex 

“baby— sweetness, oh my g-god…” gojo whines out, once the board members are out of the meeting room, rolling his chair back slowly while you follow on your knees, cock still in your mouth. he’s glancing down at you with such need you’d think you’re the one leading the relationship, the hands in your hair tightening when you lick down his shaft before taking one of his balls in his mouth, sucking at the sack while pumping him.

the long acrylic nails that he paid for are on display along with your G.S. bracelet as you pump his dick, slick, wet noises fill the spacious meeting room. gojo almost wants to say something but your head descends on his large cock again, taking him right to the back of your mouth when his tip hits your throat and you struggle to keep your eyes open as you breathe through your nose.

“fuuckk… that’s it. take me s’well,” satoru moans at the tears forming at your waterline, pulling your head off for a moment for you to catch your breath and you know what he wants to do, because his hips cannot resist one bit whenever you’ve got his dick in your mouth. slowly, he starts to move his body off the office chair, thrusting up into your waiting, obedient mouth and he moans so loud he isn‘t surprised someone hasn’t come in already.

“so wet and warm, princess— s-shit, can’t wait to fuck your cute little pussy,” he has a foul mouth, and you moan around his length at the words, hands tensing around his thighs as he continued to fuck your face. gojo is so rough that your glasses are messed up, tilting to one side but you continue to feel up his body. you would get fired like this, sucking the cock of someone who has their pants pulled down halfway while wet, gurgling noises fill the space. but you knew the CEO, the man who’s now whining out your name as his hips start to stutter, eyes scrunched up in pure pleasure before forcing you off his cock, hands stroking his leaking cock in quick movements. you adjust your glasses like a good girl, sticking out your tongue as you admire the sight before you. want my cum all over your face, angelface?

satoru whimpers out that he’s gonna cum! with his heavy, beautiful cock out, pumping harshly before he shoots his load all over you, spilling his white, viscous liquid all over your face and glasses and you swallow whatever that’s close to your mouth and tongue, darting out to lick up the heavy ball of cum still leaking from his sensitive tip, and he jolts on your tongue.

you giggle, hand closing around his length once more and gojo just groans at its warmth. he loves it, he loves everything ’bout you and he can’t wait to turn over the tables later when he hears you say, “again.”

✶GETO

doting sugar daddy!!! out of sex life he’s the most ‘giving’, but he has his moments of depriving you of things because you being a brat but yes he’s the softest in the normal context of a relationship

similarly, not much preference for sugar babies but he wouldn’t like babies who ask for too much? idk if that makes sense but it’s more of being given so many options of a type of clothing or bag but still whining to want something more expensive

like the money doesn’t bother him but it’s more of your attitude regarding material things. can’t stand babies who are rotten to the core and are actually spoiled that it ruins the act of him giving you things and of you asking for things because no matter what he buys you’re not satisfied

it also pisses him off if it carries into your way of treating people, dragging him away from his co-workers to only want him for yourself, that sort of thing

yea… that. unfortunately he’s had his fair share of babies like that, bc he’s so generous they end up so spoiled and terrible that even now he’s still getting texts from them. poor guy

he likes if you’re able to bite back with your own sort of fire, he doesnt expect you to if you dont like to but it turns him on seeing you shout at a co-worker for gossiping about your relationship perhaps

he met you through your intern position at his company, and it’s been a few weeks before you’re confused at why the CEO wanted to see you 

hes not one to rush into relationships but he was so interested in seeing you react to being asked to be his sugar baby that he blurts it out and slaps his hand on his mouth. “wrong thing. my bad”

when you’ve been under his care for a few months, he sees how hard you work while completing other assignments at lunch, he wants you to surrender to him when you need the comfort. lets you sleep in his office and reluctantly stroked your hair, shaking when you lean into the affection. ends up sleeping on the floor watching you and gets massive back pain and suffocates when you fall onto your boss at 7am in the morning

unfortunately the two of you were not exactly on the same page that day. you thought it was a one off thing. geto thinks youre already dating. this goes on for a few weeks ;;;

geto NEEVERR asked you out so you were surprised to find that geto wanted to be like, an actual boyfriend and an actual date when he showed you a piece of paper and it was like a new pottery studio that opened down the road

and he just says “i thought we already were dating?????”

yeah like he wasnt giving you more things than usual and being more touchy with you. you didnt want to read into it too much okay!!!!

but it’s fine, because geto was one of the best boyfriend you ever had. youre convinced he would be a great bf even if you werent in this sugar daddy / baby arrangement

geto likes to show you off quietly, a hand on your back and your thigh, or a whisper to your ears that it has the other workers talking, but you don’t mind when the things he says are sometimes the sweetest things. they’re also filthy.

it isnt bc he doesn’t want to show you off, but he likes the attention and gossip when you enter his office for the nth time that day and the eyes on him like he’s committing a crime. he likes the eyes that follow you knowing they can't have you. but he pays them, so they can’t say much

suguru loves to buy things that are for his eyes, going back to the ‘showing you off quietly’ part, like paying for a tattoo on your lower back, an anklet that’s sometimes hidden in your shoe, a belly button piercing, lingerie, he loves it

ofc he loves buying you clothes and dresses too, but he sometimes gets a bit jealous of everyone’s eyes on you so they’re sometimes a little less revealing than you would like

ok i should clarify too: he LIKES everyone’s eyes on you only when he knows he can show and tell them that youre his. but how tf is he supposed to do that with a mere dress??? u get what i mean

he’s not going to be an asshole and not let you wear a revealing piece of apparel that you like tho! but just know what you’ll be getting later at night lol

geto is very on trend as an older person, sometimes sending you tiktok trends you can do or updating you on conventions or events that you are interested in

he likes routine, so everyday he’ll be transferring a set amount of money to you for your daily allowance but sometimes you dont even use it all so it just piles up in your account lol

and he is observant, always wiring you more money than usual if you’re going out with your friends or meeting a friend for a bday, sacrificing his time to learn about your major so he can help you in whatever way he can !!! he’s that sort of bf

gives you handmade gifts sometimes!! it’s soooo endearing when he makes time for it and gives you something that isnt bought w/ money. likes to do those photo ones bc theyre ones that mean more to him, but he also rlly likes writing letters under them and giving you like a seven page letter talking bout why youre a blessing to him

is pretty stylish when he’s not in his suits. likes to wear baggy clothes like he’s nineteen again and he looks young enough to pull it off so you two always look cool when you two go out

weirdly his personality at work and on dates is vastly different from each other. you think that maybe he wants to keep work, work. but later on in the relationship you both realise it’s how you’re so easy-going to be around that he doesn’t have to be dominating with you??? like he’s so okay with you putting bunny ears on him or having his arm hooked around yours instead. basically he’s very comfortable in his masculinity and he wishes he could be like that at work too, but the finance bros would be questioning why this guy was even their CEO

geto listens to you easily. and like i said hes observant, bringing you a glass of water when you’re coughing or opening the blinds of his office when you’re reading. the smile you give him after every favour he does is enough reward for him, and he really doesn’t mind doing all those things for you either.

basically worships you, so when you’re suggesting that his company start having courses for men to learn how to be proper human beings (following your question of why he’s so diff at work vs with you), he’s immediately setting up a meeting to achieve that. the guys who are borderline misogynists obviously leave immediately and hes just like. why didnt i think of that b4????

is always always thinking of you. he’s become so distracted in meetings and conversations sometimes and your spell on him is hypnotising.

the first time he realises he properly loves you (and also wants to marry you) is when you two make love. like yes you’ve fucked and shit but it happens inside a shower where you offered to wash his hair. it’s cute seeing you stand on a small stool to reach his height, but the feel of your fingers massaging the shampoo into his scalp is soooo good. and from there he lets you wash his body with the loofah too, scrubbing down every inch until ofc one thing leads to another

he thinks it was your hands that held so much love, washing his body that the sex was slow and had a lot of feelings laced with it.

he also didn’t want to fall, though. but you slipped a little after coming the first time and geto was able to catch you in time. you shared giggles and a little kiss and he thinks that maybe this life forever with you would be one of the best things to happen to him

his resolve solidifies later when he’s calling his usual tiler to retile the showering part of the bathroom and when he ends the call he just goes would i do this for anyone else?

yeah probably not — and so geto buys a ring the very next day

n*sfw hc’s below

very comfortable with letting you take the lead if you want to, but usually likes to be the one running the show

like gojo he is very open to things but only if you’re okay with it. like you have to be the one to bring it up or he’s afraid he’ll scare you lol

gets turned on easily, but he’s very good at hiding it. like the day you wore a revealing dress to his office. it was so difficult not to moan out when he sees you walk through the door. he wanted to stand up and kiss you SO bad but he was in a zoom meeting with potential clients lmfao

but he made sure you knew you wouldnt be teasing him and getting off so easily that day after he asks you to stay where you were and he ended up making up some lame excuse of having another meeting anyway before he leaves the call and locks the door and slams you against it and he hikes up your dress as he places a leg on his shoulder

geto eats you out right then and there

also rmb how i said he gets jealous of ppl staring at you? well suguru loves it if it were to happen in a sexual context and he gets to fuck you in front of everybody. he just cant show them you belong to him at a normal event in a dress he bought, but he’s totally fine with pounding you from behind and letting them watch as you get ruined with tears and mascara running down your face

can be really mean behind doors if he’s not sweet with you. you like to tease him!!!! Sometimes you’re punished for it!!!! geto loves both ends of the spectrum: denying you your high and overstimulating you. he only ever denies you if youre being a brat but usually he likes to make you cum on his tongue multiple times before he’s fucking you

he enjoys your face of want and need, either grinding against him to cum (denial) or pushing him away despite your body wanting it (overstim)

sometimes makes you work for your allowance and tells you to tell him who’s fucking you so good just for some money in your pocket. your pussy is too good so he was going to give it to you anyway 

is not opposed to voyeurism. usually he brings his best friend over to fuck you and bc he’s a whiny bitch, geto gets off to both of you fucking like dogs in heat with a slow pace to his hand. often initiates threesomes with gojo and makes him the middle man, fucking him while gojo fucks you and he loves it every time. sometimes he makes gojo watch the two of you too

but he also loves it when you take two cocks in you, him up your pussy bc youre his, first and foremost, while satoru takes your ass. 

regarding sex, suguru likes it when you take the reins to pleasure yourself. he gets off seeing you use him as ive mentioned in the previous drabble, and just like the denial / overstim part, loves to see your mouth contort into an ‘o’ along with your rolled back eyes. bounce on his dick, ride his face, slobber over his cock while you rub your clit, he fuckin loves it

not big on the daddy thing either, but it depends on his mood tbh. im not sure how that works but he likes when you use it when youre deep in subspace and just going limp as he fucks you and all can manage is moaning out small “daddy’s” helplessly

warnings for drabble: gojo watches, sub!gojo, voyeurism, insinuation of stsg, exhibitionism, m! masturbation, overstimulation, semi-public sex, oral (f and slight m receiving) / cunnilingus, clit stimulation, pet names, praise, cum eating, implied threesome + 2nd round

“suguru— no, f-fuck, they’re gonna hear!” you muffle your moans with your mouth, hand clasped tight onto your lips while you’re pressed up against the door. you’ve been like this for three orgasms already, legs shaking while you struggle to keep your knees from buckling under you. it’s like geto doesn’t even care how the office door is so thin, occasional thumps occurring from how geto pushes you against the wood. the workers outside obviously know what’s going on, but they don’t dare say a word.

“let me enjoy this, princess,” he manages to say quickly before going back to slurping up your juices, but while you think your situation is bad, you’re glancing over to gojo in geto’s office chair, hand stroking his cock languidly, but every so often you can see how satoru thrusts his hips into the air, needing anything but his own hand right now. “and keep eye contact with satoru.”

geto purrs out his best friend’s name, pulling your hips towards his relentless mouth as your arousal drips down your inner thighs and legs. across you, there’s gojo who looks like he wants to touch the both of you so terribly, but is only subjected to tearful eyes and his warm hand that doesn’t compare to suguru’s or your mouth, little pants leaving his mouth. he watches as you grind your hips into his best friend’s mouth, the obscene noises of your sopping wet cunt makes him twitch in his hand.

“babygirl… suguru…” he whines out, sweat dripping down his body at the stuffiness of the office while the slick noises of him stroking his length reverberates throughout the room. geto hums at his begging voice, but only sucks on your clit harder and it makes you moan out, hands getting lost in his long black hair while your eyes are threatening to roll to the back of your head. the only ground you have now is satoru’s bright blue ones, a shiver going through you when he whimpers out your name

“you’re doing so well, s-satoru… shit,” you’re calling out to the white-haired male who locks eyes with you, both turned on at such a sight: the sweaty hair stuck to your face and your beautiful sounds, the flush on gojo’s cheeks and his angry tip that’s leaking pre-cum. “suguruu… oh my god—”

“yeah?” he speaks in between slobbering all over your pussy, “so fuckin’ wet for me, baby,” flicking and playing with your puffy, sensitive clit with his tongue until you hunch over him on a particular lick, the leg over his shoulder squeezing him so much that it cramps and you’re cumming suddenly and you’re forgetting about satoru and everyone outside. your head slams so hard against the door that you get a little lightheaded, but the crashing of your fourth orgasm is all you can fixate on as your body shudders and incessant whines escape your mouth.

“my favourite meal of the day,” geto smiles from below you and grins when you mumble out how it’s more of his fourth meal of the day, taking a hand from his hair before he places a kiss on the back of it and spares a glance towards gojo who’s close to crying.

with a nod from suguru, you’re walking on shaky legs before kneeling before satoru, wrapping your lips ’round his tip and that’s all it takes for him to cum, shooting ropes upon ropes of hot semen down your throat as you stroke his base. the other is bucking his hips into your mouth at the sensitivity, moaning out both your name and suguru’s.

“attagirl.” you slyly smile at the praise that befalls on your ears before showing both of them the cum that’s left on your tongue, already excited for the next round.

[drdemonprince]

you know i kinda get it, what underlying issue it's a manifestation of, you go through life feeling like you lack something, and come across someone who *listens* to you. a balm to the weary soul.

i've gone through long bouts of deep isolation, so i'm not unfamiliar with how nice it is to talk to someone who pays attention. where they differ and go wrong tho, is thinking this is a Sign of some deep connection. nah dog, that's on you. it's just someone who's good at it, and if you keep in mind that they're a person first and foremost too, and put that same energy back in it, you can cultivate that relationship. but they don't realize that. or don't want to. because the one thing i've noticed is that it's so often men taking a women listening to them as A Sign, when it's just, a culturally enforced skill in women. (painting with broad strokes here, but generally benefiting from the work marginalized people had to).

so few people are practiced in the art of active listening, and it is honestly really sad. i mastered this stuff young because i read a lot of corny self help books as a teen to perfect my masking, and i honed it further by studying mid century manners and pretending to be trudy campbell on mad men, and it is one masking strategy i do not at all regret developing. listen well and an entire person blossoms up before you. where it gets sad is when you can find almost no one who listens as actively to you as you do them. a conversation where a person only goes off about whatever they feel compelled to discuss is more often than not a lonesome and irritating one to be a part of. i dont expect the guys on grindr to have gone to finishing school, i'm speaking more generally. but, if you want to leave a lasting impression and score easily on the apps (sometimes to the detriment of having a manageable inbox), learning how to really listen is a skill one can always improve! it can make a person rapidly fall in love with you. or entrust you with really juicy secrets.

what are the fundamentals of active listening, some might ask? here are some of the most valuable sub-skills

1. Non-verbal mirroring of the person's body language and facial expressions

2. Visible attentiveness. If not eye contact, which truly is optional, then nodding, careful thoughtful expressions, small vocal and facial responses to rising action and complicating details in the story they are telling, and so on.

3. Asking questions.

4. Drawing connections to details from earlier in the story, or information you already know about the person.

5. Showing genuine enthusiasm and interest in what is being told.

6. Projecting emotional warmth and involvement: becoming noticably more subdued if the story they are telling is sad (and remaining that way for a while), laughing and repeating punchlines to yourself if it is happy, and so on.

7. Providing a response when the story is done that shows you understand it and have insight into how the storyteller felt about it. Perhaps with more questions or an appropriate personal share.

I am not equally good at all of this, for instance my memory is terrible and I get lost in my own thoughts due to anxiety, but doing even 50% of this will have people telling you that they never get to have conversations like this and they feel really seen etc. and then theyll talk your ear off forever

[4ranghaes]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ bnd as dads pt.2 -> the first baby

bnd ot5 x reader [fluff, fem!mum!reader, dad!bnd]

a/n: brainrot..

..also on another note ik i’ve started writing smut for woonhak so i could write dad!au for him too i just dont have any headcanons for kids for him😭😭 if anyone has any ideas feel free to send them to my inbox !!!

sungho🎀 [namgi = 9 months]

“namgi-ah!” sungho gasped, his hands making grabbing motions as he sped towards the baby.

namgi was sat up in his crib, looking through the bars as he giggled. the time on the clock read 5:50, but sungho couldn’t find himself to care at this moment, not when his baby was this cute. it was clear the novelty of being a parent had not worn off yet.

“did you sleep well, baby?” sungho cooed, lifting his son into his arms and beginning to bounce back and forth, “hmm? well mummy’s still asleep, because i don’t know if you remember but she woke up to feed you twice last night! so we’ll let her sleep in.”

sungho narrated his thoughts to the baby in his arms as he left namgi’s room and walked into the kitchen. he placed his son in the walker on the floor before opening the fridge and looking inside.

“but, i was thinking we’ll make breakfast for when she wakes up, how does that sound, namgi-ah?”

“mama.”

“yeah that’s right! mama!” sungho chuckled, keeping one eye on his son as he began to make coffee for himself before starting on breakfast for the whole family.

he was stirring the eggs in the pan, turning back almost every minute to check his baby was still okay. but he could hear giggles and gurgles, and the occasional shaking of toys that reassured his mind.

once he’d finished the eggs, sungho took namgi out of his walker and placed him in the high chair at the kitchen table. sitting by his son, he began to cut up some fruit, handing mouthfuls to the baby every now and then.

“i think we’ll go to the park today, namie,” sungho spoke aloud, “i know we go to the park a lot but you like it, right? ooh we could take a picnic, make it a bit more exciting! we can ask mummy if she’d like to come when she wakes up, cause you’re a lot to handle, you know, and she might want a day to herself. not that we don’t love you, namgi, cause we love you the most ever in the world, okay? but—”

“who do you love most ever in the world?” you spoke, walking into the kitchen and kissing your son’s head, “me?”

“mama!” namgi cheered, making you giggle.

“well of course,” sungho smiled, a smitten expression on his face as he looked at you. “and mini us.”

“mini us!” you exclaimed, leaning over your baby boy and kissing his face, tickling his sides, namgi’s screaming laughter filling the kitchen.

sungho smiled, “come sit down, i made breakfast.”

“what?!” you gasped, “what is it, my birthday?”

sungho laughed, humming, “and, me and namgi were thinking about going to the park, want to join? or do you want to spend a lovely, long day by yourself which may or may not include a shower by yourself.”

you giggled, “actually we’re getting over the gross post-partum phase now! i’d love to come to the park with my boys.”

sungho giggled as he plated up breakfast, “family day out!”

riwoo🦦🍡 [yuri = 2 months]

“oh why, why, why?” riwoo cooed, his body almost unconsciously rocking back and forth as he patted yuri’s back, the tiny baby screaming ceaselessly.

“please yuri,” you whined, fake crying against your baby’s tiny back, your husband’s hand extending to yours.

“love, you should go to bed,” riwoo smiled sorrowfully as you sighed, looking to his face.

“no, no,” you shook your head, “we’re in this together, sanghyuk-ah.”

he nodded, sighing. riwoo smiled, wrapping a free arm around your shoulders and pressing a kiss to your head.

“pass her over, i’ll try and get her to latch on again,” you said, grimacing at the loud cries as you stroked your baby’s head.

“you get comfortable then,” riwoo said, kissing your head agin, letting you leave to your shared bedroom and get comfortable in the bed.

you laid the pillow in your lap, riwoo coming in and laying yuri in your arms; both of you pouting at the baby’s continuous screams.

“please baby,” riwoo pleaded quietly as he helped hold her mouth open, both of you trying to get her to latch on, despite the cries. “we need you to help us too.”

finally, the cries ceased as her tiny lips wrapped around your nipple. you looked up to your husband with an almost tearful happy look, riwoo’s face shocked, mirroring yours.

“oh my god,” you whispered.

“finally!” he laughed, stroking your hair, “i’ll go and get you some snacks and a drink, okay? any requests?”

you smiled at his caring behaviour, shaking your head, “no thanks, anything’s fine.”

“okay,” riwoo spoke, leaning forward to kiss your forehead. he looked down at yuri, “anything for you ma’am? looks like you’re sorted for a drink. want some cookies to go with that?”

you laughed at your husband’s terrible jokes, as he smiled happily at the sound of your laughter. “you okay?”

“i’m fine,” you smiled, “just happy she’s stopped crying.”

“well, just hang tight for a minute. then we can watch a series and eat snacks till she’s done,” he smiled, excited eyes blinking at you.

“you should sleep, sanghyuk,” you chuckled, watching as he started to walk to the kitchen.

he stopped dramatically, holding up one finger, “never. we’re in this together, right?”

you giggled, nodding, “right.”

jaehyun🪻🐕 [jangmi = 7 months]

“where are my girls?!”

screaming laughter filled the apartment at just the sound of jaehyun’s voice. you smiled, picking up your baby girl off the floor and carrying her over to her dad, who had just arrived home, swooping her through the air with sound effects and all.

jaehyun laughed upon seeing her, taking off his shoes and approaching the two of you, hands outstretched and a huge smile on his face as he took his baby, cuddling her close.

“jangmi-ah!” he exclaimed, “i missed you so much, baby!”

you smiled, threading your fingers through the hair on the back of his neck. jaehyun’s attention turned to you and he smiled.

“and my other girl, come here!” he exclaimed, pulling you in with his other arm. “how were you today?”

“good!” you chuckled, pressing a kiss to his lips, “we’ve been trying to talk, and walk…” you tickled your baby’s tummy as she scream laughed, flopping into jaehyun’s arms. “she’s close to saying mama i’m sure.”

“hmm, or dada,” he said, adjusting jangmi in his arms and walking into the apartment.

“i’m not sure,” you teased, following the pair. jaehyun sat on the sofa, continuing to play with jangmi, holding her in front of his face, pulling faces and tickling her as she screamed with giggles.

you smiled at the sight, walking to the kitchen to start on dinner, “how was your day?”

“it was good,” jaehyun smiled, looking to you. he got up, bringing the baby over to the kitchen as he hovered, overseeing what you were doing. “some dancing, some composing. you know, the usual.”

he continued to bounce jangmi as he spoke, jiggling her in his arms on certain words so she giggled.

“yeah?” you hummed

“yeah,” jaehyun giggled, hugging his daughter tight, “oh, i missed you two though!”

“i know,” you snickered, “i got a message from a very annoyed taesan asking you to stop talking about your baby.”

jaehyun rolled his eyes, “whatever. like he doesn’t love babies.”

taesan🎸🐈‍⬛ [baekho = 1 day]

“morning,” taesan smiled, as your eyes blinked open.

the bright, sterile lights of the hospital weren’t a great view to start the day; but the sight of your husband’s face as he stood, holding your new baby in his arms brought a smile to your face.

“morning,” you said, groaning as you stretched, sitting up in bed.

“how are you feeling?” taesan asked, sitting on the side of the hospital bed.

“i’m okay,” you nodded, “little sore.”

“of course,” he chuckled, looking back down to little baekho, laying in his arms.

“can i hold our baby?” you asked in a small voice, making taesan laugh.

“never,” he spoke, already handing the tiny baby over to you.

you giggled, looking at the tiny, reddened face, screwed up with sleep, “look at him. i can’t believe he’s ours.”

taesan shook his head, “i know. you’re a mum.”

“you’re a dad,” you spoke, looking up at your husband’s face.

he couldn’t hide his smile, not taking his eyes off of baekho.

“my family are gonna come to the hospital today to meet him,” he said, stroking the baby’s face with a gentle finger, “but just meet him and leave, it’s okay, they won’t stay for long.”

“it’s okay, i don’t mind,” you smiled, leaning against taesan’s body, “i’m happy he has family who love him.”

“of course,” taesan whispered, “he always will.”

you giggled, nodding. even at just a few hours old, you could recognise the shape of his nose, and taesan’s full lips.

“i’m a dad…” taesan whispered, “i can’t believe it.”

“you’re gonna be the best,” you murmured, smiling as you looked at your husband’s teary eyes. you leaned forward, kissing his cheek.

he silently wiped a tear, resting his head atop yours and sighing down at his son.

“baekho-ya,” he spoke, chuckling as he poked his cheek, “han baekho. ah, my baby.”

leehan🪸🐠 [sua = 4 months]

“i don’t name them, sua, but if you wanted to you could,” leehan spoke, patting his daughter’s back softly as he rocked gently side to side.

he was stood beside the fish tank you had installed in the living room of your home, the baby resting against his chest, her head turned to one side as she stared at the lights and colours of the fish tank in fascination.

“this one’s a tetra,” leehan spoke, “rummy nose tetra.”

he leaned down and kissed her head, trying to peak a look at her face; but the way she was positioned made it hard.

“y/n?” he called, keeping his voice soft, “is she asleep?”

you walked round to your husband’s side, resting a hand on his back as you looked to your baby’s bug eyes, staring up at you.

you giggled, “nope.”

leehan sighed, readjusting her position, “are you not sleepy, sua? you need to sleep!”

“maybe we should cut her naps,” you offered, beginning to clean up the toys across the living room.

“maybe,” your husband hummed, continuing to pat her back and explain the colourful fish. he started humming a song, beginning to walk round the house, patting her back.

“her eyes are shut now,” you whispered, following your family to the nursery.

leehan chuckled, exasperated as he shut his eyes and fake cried, “please, sua. i’m begging you.”

you giggled, continuing to watch her tiny body. the harsh grip she had on her dad’s t-shirt loosened as you nodded up at your husband.

“i think that’s it,” you whispered. leehan smiling at you, leaning down to kiss sua’s head. “now just got to get her in the crib.”

he squeezed his eyes shut, chuckling.

“sorry, i know this is hard, and you’ve been at practise all day,” you smiled sorrowfully, leehan quickly shaking his head.

“no, no,” he said, assuredly, “i love it. i love spending time with her, no matter what it is. even changing her!”

you giggled, wincing slightly as you watched your husband lower the baby into her crib.

“i tell the boys about her non stop.”

you smiled, “yeah?”

“yeah,” he chuckled, keeping a firm hand on sua’s stomach to soothe her. “they can’t wait to see her again. ooh i should take her to practise tomorrow.”

“hmm, i don’t know what she’ll do for the day,” you laughed slightly, both of you creeping out the room as her whimpers subsided and she fell back asleep. “i could come over at some point though, bring her, say hello to the boys. i haven’t seen them since she was born either.”

leehan closed the door gently, wincing as he did. he sighed when it closed with no disturbance. he smiled, kissing your head as the two of you collapsed onto the sofa. “sounds amazing, babe.”

[freyito]

ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋᴏᴍʙᴀᴛ ʙᴏʏꜱ ᴅᴏ

so sorry for the little mini hiatus! im finally allllll moved in and i think all i really needed was like. a clean space. refreshed my mind a bit, lol. can't promise i'll have a steady schedule cause im still working on my inbox, just dont wanna get anything done (after this) til i've finished my new masterlists... anyways! ideas been in my head forever, need to get it off my chest NOW

cw: gn reader, just fluff, not proofread

⎯ Liu Kang

Liu Kang will come up with poetry ON THE SPOT. It's crazy scary how quick he is with it. He chooses something about you and just runs with it. How your eyes are just the most enticing color in the sunlight, just how beautiful you are in kombat...

⎯ Bi-Han

Bi-Han will place little notes around the house or on things he knows you use often. He'll place one on the cover of the book your currently reading, or even within the pages. Little love notes, mainly motivating you, praising you... but he'll write a simple 'I love you', too.

⎯ Kuai Liang

Specifically whenever it's colder, Kuai willpull you in for a hug, and make his body temperature increase. He'll do it under different circumstances sometimes, even to tease you. He likes to keep you close as his temperature steadily rises. Perfect for cold nights.

⎯ Johnny Cage

Footsies. Anytime you two are sitting across from each other, either at the dinner table, or at some fancy restaurant, Johnny's always tapping at your shins, your knee, anything. Brings you closer, in a way.

⎯ Kenshi Takahashi

Kenshi has a habit of placing his hand on your head, whenever he feels like it. He'll play with your hair, or scratch at your scalp. He likes the texture, but he also just enjoys messing with you a little bit.

⎯ Kung Lao

Tickling you. Always and forever. Kung Lao will take the most inopportune moments to taze your sides, find those soft bits of flesh that make you giggle in just the right way.

⎯ Raiden

Raiden will do the little heart thing with his hands (or fingers) from across the room when he can't be with you. Eventually, he'll even try to do it with his lightning. It's an uncontrollable variable, and it takes him so LONG to get ahold of it. But, when he finally gets it, he's all giddy.

⎯ Zeffeero

As much as Rain groans and complains that his magic shouldn't be used for mundane things or fun, sometimes he'll form water into little hearts or stars. All for you. But he'll do it away from you, and kind of side-eye you, to make sure your watching.

⎯ Tomas Vrbada

Smoke has a tendency to sway whenever you two hug. Specifically when it's a longer hug. He just finds the motion comforting! He'll hum a little as he does this, too. That hum starts small, but then it catches on, he'll hum the same tune to you before you fall asleep.

⎯ Baraka

Point. Why? Baraka doesn't know. But he kinda likes your reaction. You two have a little game where he'll point, and you'll pop up and look around, do the whole "who, me?" thing. It's like a displacement behavior for him. Secretly, he kind of just wants to place his whole hand on your face like a basketball. He won't. Too risky.

⎯ Geras

Since Geras is still kind of unfamiliar with mortal love, he'll bring you little vials of sand. Kind of like bottles of shelves you'd find in a souvenir shop? He also most definitely asks Liu Kang for help throughout your relationship. So, normally, you get sent little (they're not little actually, they're like 5-page essays) love letters via Liu Kang.

⎯ Syzoth

Syzoth will flick his tongue over your cheek unintentionally. He swears! He's not doing it on purpose! You'll be lying down, or just close in general, and boom! There's the tongue!

⎯ Havik

Havik does that thing where he'll pull you in with one arm around your shoulder and one on the side of your head, and shake you gently. He'll make a little "rah" sound, it's a whole thing. Sometimes he's just over-whelmed with the urge to do that.

⎯ Shao Kahn

Sometimes, whenever Shao passes by you, he'll take you by your hand, and spin you. He'll chuckle and go back to what he was doing. But sometimes, it turns into full blown dancing.

⎯ Shang Tsung

Shang loves passing winks to you. He'll do it when he's too busy, he doesn't even use it to imply something. He'll do that super corny thing where he over-exaggerates his face and winks at you a LOT.

⎯ Reiko

Whether Reiko's just sparring, or in a genuine match, he'll always dedicate it to you. Even if you're not there. He'll whisper something for you under his breath, then beat the shit out of his opponent. He also loves bragging about his achievements to you. Only you. A soldier MUST have some humility.

⎯ Takeda Takahashi

Takeda loves saying your name in a real stupid sing-song voice. Dragging it out, horribly, in such a cheesy manor. He'll bring his voice up all high pitch and even bring his hands up to his face.

⎯ Erron Black

As much as Erron tries to be smooth with it, he kinda fails at hiding the fact that he's doing this for you. He exaggerates his accent, he'll quote all sorts of westerns, and just play reaaaaal hard into the Cowboy part for you.

© freyito, 2023 | masterlist | queue | kofi DO NOT REPOST AS YOUR OWN OR USE FOR AI/AI CHATBOTS.

[dipperscavern]

(ok yeah ive sent like 4 asks already this morning IDGAF!!! it’s squidward anon btw i simply couldnt hold my thoughts in any longer. i’ll relinquish my time on the floor after this one🤭)

something something riding cregan for the first time😼 he’s just sooo BIG. and he works so hard, with the war coming up, he never rests enough or ever relaxes. he’s just got his pretty little wife (in comparison to him. literally u could be 6 feet tall and he still just engulfs you lawd.) who’s ready to go after a long day of not seeing each other and just climbs into his lap when he sits to take his boots off. a lil grinding (good for the soul) and making out and u can just tell he’s sooo tired. soft groans and sighs as u rake ur hands thru his hair and massage his scalp a lil. just the feeling of u in his lap has him like… boneless. lord he hasnt even put it in and ur both close 😭 so when u just unlace his trousers enough to slip him out and finally sit on him it’s like. lord he’s gonna break ur hip w that grip!!! oh and dont think u have control btw! if u think his ass isnt pickinng u up and dropping u back down on his cock girllll……. also thinks there’s nothing lovelier than his beloved wife, truly the most important thing in his life, on top of him. also the both sitting up pos is SOO personal😭 like ur breathing each other’s air and just sighing and moaning into each other’s mouths. u try to bury ur head in creagans neck and a big hand comes to the back of ur neck LLORDDD HOLD ON THE VISION!!! his arms wrapped around u, one across ur hips to guide u and the other around ur upper back to keep his grip on the back of ur neck to just keep u as close as possible. none of that leaning back and letting it happen.

ok yeah. need to take a WALK.

squidward anon i love u. i love u i love u i love u. THIS IS. ARFGH. JUST TAKE OVER MY BLOG AT THIS POINT. (also send five more asks pls my inbox is forever open!!!)

i so agree with the exhaustion thing. that’s how it happens the first time. with the realm in shambles he’s got so much to attend to. readying his grey beards to march, making sure the people have enough food for winter, usual lord duties & guarding the wall on top of that. omfg.

he’s so tired… but he also wants you — and you need him. you’re practically aching. he takes off his cloak, his gloves, and sheds most of his outer layers that protect him from the cold. he sits to take off his boots & that’s when you saunter over. greeting him with a small hug, and his head falls against your chest as he sighs. you can almost feel the exhaustion radiating off of him. he shifts after a moment, pulling you down onto his lap & connecting his lips with yours. he can’t help it, he needs to feel you. he sighs, deepening the kiss.

“Cregan..” you whine his name against his lips. “want you.”

his response is quick. “Have me.”

he slips his tongue in your mouth, and your hips begin to grind against his clothed cock. he groans at the feeling, his hands groping at the soft flesh of your waist. your hands rake through his hair, massaging lightly at his scalp & giving the occasional tug. he’s pliant, yet in control even in his exhaustion. he’s more reactive than normal, giving you breathless sighs & soft groans at your small ministrations.

you break the kiss, moving your hips off of him and cregan can feel the frustration bubbling beneath his skin. he wants you closer. as close as you can get. he’s about to pull you back to him when he sees your hands go to fumble with the laces of his trousers, and he grasps your intent. you unlace them just enough to free his cock, and his inhale at the feeling of your hand around him is sharp enough to cut butter. you don’t have to undress, already bare beneath your night-shift, a loose fitting robe that does a poor job of concealing anything. not that you’d ever hide from cregan, anyways.

you guide him to your entrance, sinking down on him, and cregans brows harden, eyes closing as a grunt spills from his lips. his hands are on your hips, hard in their grip, but he can’t help it. you’re killing him here. he sinks to the hilt, and you both take a moment to catch your breath. you’re tight, warm & wet around him, and he’s filled you, that delicious stretch that you love so much making you hiss.

��Let me see you.”

you hum in acknowledgment at his words, hand moving to undo the poorly tied center lace of your night-shift. as you do this, his hand comes to aid in sliding the material off of your shoulder. there’s something exhilarating about you being fully bare, and cregan remaining still fully clothed.

his hands begin to guide you, setting you up & down on his cock. you help where you can, lifting yourself when he guides you to do so. the pleasure is almost overwhelming, hot flames of desire licking up your spine at each drag of his cock. his hand comes to cradle your jaw, bringing you closer to connect your lips. your mouths move against each other, small moans & gasps exchanging between the both of you. he adjusts the angle, making his cock hit that spot that makes you whine, tensing with pleasure.

your head falls to the crook of his shoulder, muffling your moans against his skin. the hand that was cradling your jaw slides down to the back of your neck, keeping you flush against him.

& in this moment, cregan can’t think of anything he loves more than his wife. his sweet, gorgeous wife that just makes the loveliest noises when he’s sheathed deep inside her, and looks the prettiest when she’s cumming.

[vivicas-dollhouse]

Every breath you take

Every move you make, ill be watching you

Genre: dd-dne smut

Characters: ticci toby, female!yn

Desc: after a series of misterious break-ins, you come home drunk to a masked intruder that is deadseat on using you however he wants

Cw: rape, stalking, creampie, cutting, blood, blood as lube, penetration, pnv sex, assault, crying, handcuffs, alcohol, alcohol abuse, break ins, pantie stealing, i think thats it

If you are sensitive to any of this, DO NOT READ!! And dont come into my inbox either.

2.4k words, enjoy!

There had been a few things out of place when you got home that night. Sure, you had been drinking, and maybe it was just that: a mistake, but the feeling of unease didnt fade. There had been a knife on the counter when there shouldnt have been, and you had sworn you had put away that laundry. You didnt know if anyone would even bother to break in and not take anything, it was a small apartment on the edge of a quiet town. There were no signs of a forced entry, just a heavy feeling in your gut. Surely it was nothing.

Coming home from the bar was a Saturday ritual. You left for the local dive at the same time, making sure to lock the door behind you and calling the designated driver to pick you up. You went, had a few drinks, and came home around midnight. It was a traditional way people everywhere spent their nights, simple as that.

This time something was different.

You sighed, stumbling through the entryway and kicking off your red stilettos. You slammed the door behind you, walking into the kitchen to set down your keys. Head light as a feather, you set down your purse and rubbed your eyes. You glanced at the clock on the stove top.

*2am..? Its much later than i thought..*

You grabbed a glass from your cabinet, fumbling with it for a second before steadying your hands. You filled up the glass with water, taking a long drink with your body cooling off almost instantly. God, it had been a rough night hadnt it? You certainly didnt mean to stay out that late, time clearly got away from you. You walked out of the kitchen, pausing to click off the lights.

Then, you saw it.

There was a single rose placed on your coffee table, a sight that made your heart stop. You stared at it, a feeling of dread sinking through your clothes and into your bones. You looked around, almost scared to find out why the rose was there. There was nothing, your door had been locked and you were on the second floor. You crept closer to the rose, seeing that there was a note underneath the stem. You picked up the rose, wincing as you pricked your finger.

“Call 911 and you die,”

You felt all your nights food come up to your throat. This had to be a joke, right? Some kid had snuck in, maybe you had left this and you couldn't remember, something had to be a reasonable solution. You stared at the note, sitting on your couch across from it. Your brain rattled through all solutions, but none of them seemed plausible. Maybe… maybe it was nothing. Surely it was nothing.

Yet there was that incident that you swore was all in your head. The time something felt out of place after a night similar to this one. Maybe it had been more real than you thought. Either way, you couldn't call anyone now, it WAS a threat and you were taking it seriously. You headed back to the kitchen, taking a knife and setting the rose on the counter.

You walked through the apartment warily, looking around every corner with the knife raised. You flicked on the lights of your bedroom, and looked at your dresser. It was open. A wash of fear rolled through you, the goosebumps on your skin raising as you saw what drawer was open. Your panties had been rifled through.

•••

When weeks had gone by since the incident, you had noticed more and more panties were going missing. No matter how many times you changed the locks, someone had gotten in. You had thought about installing security camera, but the cost seemed far too much. You worked at walmart for gods sake, you were barely making rent as is. The only solution was to buy more underwear. You didnt know what to do, so you just continued your life as normal. You didnt tell friends or family, as the note still weighed heavy on your mind. Just act normal, keep the stalker happy and dont die.

You had gotten into the habit of drinking far too many drinks at the bar, and your friends had noticed. They had asked what was wrong, you couldnt handle your alcohol well. You tended to drink to the point of collapsing, and your friends didnt like that. They started leaving without you because you stayed at the bar so long after they had finished their drinks. It was upsetting, but you didn't blame them. Who wants to deal with an incompetent drunk?

You had called an uber at 3 in the morning, arriving home at around 3:30. You clambered out of the car with your heels and purse in hand, stumbling to the door of your apartment. You leaned up against the door frame, searching your bag for your bundle of keys. Your head wasnt in the right place, it was becoming harder and harder to think as time went on. You eventually found your keys, shakey hands sliding the key into the lock.

You clicked the passcode on the second lock you had installed, opening the door. You sighed in relief as you opened the door, the cool air conditioning cooling off your warm body. God, it was nice to be home. You set down your things, slamming the door behind you.

You swayed through your living room, you just wanted to go to bed. You didn't want to change, you didnt want to eat, you just wanted to sleep. You pulled off your top as you walked, throwing your heels on the ground with the shirt. As you entered your dark room, you kicked your skirt off and collapsed into your bed, head empty as you fell into a drunken slumber. You didnt care to check the house, you just let yourself fall asleep.

“Hello gorgeous, you look stunning,”

You bolted upright, eyes darting around the dark room. Nothing.

“Hello?” You called out, shaking. Surely you were hallucinating, you were very drunk. There was no way someone was in the apartment, it didnt make sense.

Suddenly, a hand covered your mouth. You screamed and flailed, attempting to grasp any part of this attacker but your limbs were far too heavy to cause any real damage even if you could get him.

“Shhh, im not gonna hurt you love, i just wanna show you my devotion,” the man stuttered, words broken up by small tics.

You felt a gloved hand wrap around your left wrist and a metal ring surrounding it. You felt all your adrenaline soaring through you, but it wasn't enough. You knew it wasnt enough, the man was easily overpowering your efforts. He clicked the other cuff around your wrists, making a pleased hum.

“Listen, if you be a good girl and don't scream, i wont kill you and display your pretty body all over your house, got it cutie?”

You nodded frantically, sobbing into his hand before he let it go.

“Nonono, this cant be happening,” you cried, shaking your head as you got your first look at your attacker. He had a mask on with orange goggles over his eyes with measy brown hair.

“Its happening darling, so enjoy it,” he whispered, climbing onto the bed and pushing you down. “Ive been watching you, tracking your every move and taking those pretty panties of yours, im.. im in love with you.” He paused, straddling your hips. “You really tried to keep me out, and I admire that. But you dont seem to get it. Your mine, and im going to show my love to you.”

You began to sob loudly, the reality that you were trapped under a psychopath who was going to do.. it. You shook, terror shooting through every bone in your body.

“Please dont kill me, please dont hurt me, please,” you babbled, words catching in your throat as you said them.

“Psh, im not gonna if you be a good girl, dont worry your pretty little head my love,” he cooed, sliding his hands up your torso and pulling out your breasts from the bra you were wearing.

“Fuck, your so much more beautiful than ive ever could have ever imagined (y/n),” he groaned, watching you squirm under his body.

“Please no, no please don't rape me,” you stuttered, hiccuping as he ran a hand over your right nipple and squeezing it a bit.

“Its not rape if you consent, and if you want to live your going to say yes to me, or this will be the last thing you ever experience,” he growled, running his hands down to your waist.

“Fuck you,” you spat, your heart racing faster than you thought possible.

“Your lucky your so beautiful, you would be dead right now and id have to fuck your corpse. So,” he said, pulling a knife from his pocket. “Your gonna say yes,” he sternly said.

You begain to sob again, shaking so hard the bed was moving. “No, no no no, please god no,”

Toby grumbled, pressing the knife into your stomach fat and cutting. You gasped as the blood beaded up in the wound.

“Cmon baby, i bet this hurts. I dont wanna hurt you, but i need you to say yes to me,” he whispered, continuing to cut into your torso in the shape of a heart.

You cried harder, gasping at the sharp pain pressing against the knifes blade.

“Your so pretty when you cry (y/n), but god your so stubborn. Whats it gonna take to break you? I can do this all night. No one is coming to save you,“ he droned, cutting deeper into you.

You knew he was right. It was so late, no one you knew would help even if you were late. You had isolated yourself so badly with your alcohol habits that you weren't even sure who was your friend.

The cuts stung as he pressed harder and harder into your stomach, the blood pouring out of the wound and staining your sheets. You cried out in agony, desperately trying to hold out from giving in. You had no way out but to give in to his demands.

“Fuck, ill say yes, just stop,” you begged, a deep sense of shame wearing heavily on your mind. Your head was still foggy, and there was a glimmer of hope that this was just all a bad dream.

“Good girl, im so proud of you,” the attacker cooed, sliding his hands down your black panties and pulling them off. He fumbled with his jeans, unzipping the fly and sliding the denim to his knees. You choked out a cry as he groaned with the release of his dick, finally accepting your fate.

He pulled his boxers down his thighs, discarding the bloody knife at your side. He removed one of his gloves, stroking his cock with a sigh. He ran his fingers over your cuts, making you squirm with the agonizing pain. He used the blood to coat his dick, forcing your legs apart.

“Fuck, you look so beautiful when you cry. Your driving me crazy my love, how can I resist that body?” He huffed, slowly inserting himself into you with a moan. He filled your pussy with his cock, groaning as he began to thrust into you.

“Your so beautiful lamb, so fucking precious and breakable,” he moaned, grabbing onto your hips as your cunt sucked him in. You cried loudly, tears, drool and snot rolling down your face. It was horrific, you had never known such fear in your life. He was raping you, and he was going to get away with it. No one would believe you.

“Pretty girl, pretty fucking girl,” he stuttered, drunk on your tight pussy. He was tearing you open, it felt like fire in your entrance as you were completely filled. You felt a deep shame in your chest, a immense sadness and despair covering your skin.

“Fuck,” the attacker moaned, rutting into you as fast as he could. You knew when men were going to cum, that they got sloppy with their thrusts and started panting. The idea that he had no condom, that he was most likely going to cum into you was more degrading than the actual assault. You felt him slide out momentarily and felt a glimmer of hope, but as he reinserted himself you cried out in pain. He had completely tore you open.

“My lamb, you look so fuck- so fucking pathetic, tell me you like this,”

You recoiled in shock. Was he insane? That much was obvious, but did he really mean it?

“What?” You whimpered, watching as he reached for the knife. “No no, ill say it,” you cried, a broken sob escaped your mouth as vomit rose in your throat. “I.. i like this..” you sobbed, watching his head roll back as he moaned.

“Good, im so glad my love,” he moaned, becoming sloppy before he gasped loudly, filling you deep inside with his cum. You sobbed and shook your head, trying to wake up from this nightmare you had found yourself in. He pulled out, slapping your inner thigh with his cock.

“Dont move. Ill let you go. No ones gonna believe you, and i know how to get in so dont try anything, got it?” He barked, picking up his knife and putting his glove back on his bloody hand. You nodded frantically, desperate to make this man leave. He put his pants back on, pulling you up into sitting and calmly undoing your restraints with a click.

“Goodbye lamb,” he whispered, walking into the hall. You sat there, staring blankly at the wall. It wasnt a dream, you had actually been assaulted. He was gone. There was no justice, no matter how much you scrubbed, the filth of this night would never wash off.

Three weeks later, the cuts had begun to scar. You hadn't gone to the bar again, terrified that somehow you would see him. You heard his voice everywhere, you couldn't even go to work without paranoia. You had been throwing up every day for a while, and a horrific thought filled your head.

You sat on the floor of your bathroom, staring at a positive pregnancy test.

-----

Inspo song

[i-yap]

Batboys x quiet! reader(who is not quiet in private)

( some of the reasons for the quietness is a bit traumatic so uhh warning)

Dick grayson -

opposites attract is possibly my favorite trope ever. And that is exactly what you guys are . Not exactly golden retriever x black cat though people who didn't know you guys well assumed such .

Dick would get exhausted spending forever being charming and charismatic for even the most extroverted of people get tired when they had to manage multiple superhero teams, a detective squad and the whole batfamily.

You were silence, peace serenity almost..until you weren't. Grayson was worried about this relationship in the start, after all you guys were really different. He was afraid you were going to be annoyed by his sunshine self, and that when he isn't feeling like talking, the conversations would go silent.

But you really are so different when comfortable with someone, and its tough not to trust and drop your shield with grayson.

It took him by surprise slowly seeing you open up and show your weird side. It somehow made him cherish it more and even want to show sides of him that only you got to see.

When he asked you why you weren't like this with everyone you said " My parents had a habit of talking over me, sometimes outrightly not hearing me speak at all. No matter how loud I spoke..i wondered if they couldn't hear me...if anyone even wanted to you" "why me then?" asked dick , "you're nothing like my parents, I know you care" and he does..he really does. He won't ever let you feel like that every again. He will make sure everything you want said is heard, and if not he will burn it into the skyline

Jason todd

he appreciated it, a quiet person in public. He hated being in public, he hated the buzz the noise the push the touch of humans around him. He felt strange

till he feels you hold his knowing you felt just as strange as him. Leave the gala and walk around the library , one earphone in each ear listening to whatever you wished to play.

Pulling you close in crowded areas- was it for you or for him? Glaring at anyone who dared tease you about your quietness. A single glare usually does the job but don't worry ...other ways exist too.

He loves that when you two are alone, you are a completely different person. It makes him feel special, like he is the only one who understands you. Because you're the only one who understands him.

When he asks " well I guess I never felt like people liked what came out of my mouth.. my humour too dark, my words too dumb and I didn't make sense. So I stopped trying" don't worry about being cringe..he understands you completely

Tim drake

he is intruiged. How do you pull such a perfect facade. How does one look so poised and collected with those rich assholes and so wild and untamed with him?

He could never really perfect the act the way you did. He's seen you grow up, but somehow its like you were born with two people living in your brain.

If you're this mysterious to your childhood lover, how does anyone in the world even think that they could know you, both versions of you.

Dont get me wrong, he loved it, A mystery he never could solve, not even with your help.

" Teach me your ways master" "I remember you wanting me to call you that last night..oh no wait it was si-" "shut upp" "fine ill tell you timmy boy, I just believe those rich stick up their ass puppets don't deserve to see all ..this.." "what about school kids, friends , teemates-" "I don't need anyone to get me as long as you do"

He will never get it, even if someone engraved it into his skin he wont understand everything about you , you'll always be the case he couldn't solve.

AND WE ARE BACK BICHES , send in requests and stuff, inbox open again blah blah I'm feeling much better now but I might push angst stuff more

[anachronistic-falsehood]

hey guys wouldn’t it be funny if the suckening characters had tumblr

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

omw to burger king gonna get the no whopper whopper who wants anything

🕷 gabrielmontezfuckingrocks

FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCKV YKU FUCKG HUOU

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

suck my entire dick and balls

👑 shilo-bathory

Hello It’s Me Shilo Bathory Son ofthe Wueen hello 👋 what’s Is That There Is A Hand oon the Light Box Whose Hand Is that There Is A Tiny Man Inside The Lightbocx

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

you pressed the emoji button after typing hello see here i can do it too hello 👋

👑 shilo-bathory

Who Are Yoy Is This your Hand In The Light Box

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

why are you typing like a homestuck character

👑 shilo-bathory

Wghat is Home Suck

🦇 iamthevoid

The darkness is my only friend… my one constant companion in these long decades of breathless life…

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

edgelord alert

🦇 iamthevoid

Boy you have no idea what horrors I have seen. I have witnessed wars and massacres the likes of which would give you nightmares. You have seen nothing yet.

#darkness #my twisted mind #lonely #depression #no one understands #despair

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

@/iamthevoid stop typing like that youre clogging up my dashboard

🦇 iamthevoid

It’s what best suits my dark and twisted soul… if I even have one.

😈 phantom-flipper-official

who tf got peepaw a tumblr account

👑 shilo-bathory

Hello Emizel It Is me Shilo I Helped Arthur create a “tumblr blog” like You Did For Me ☺️ I Know How To Make The Smiley Faces now

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

👑 shilo-bathory

Emizel Hwo Is This Man inthe Lightt Box. Who is That

🦇 iamthevoid

Prince, I believe that is Keanu Reeves.

🗡 fromthetoprope

@/shilo-bathory Actually My Prince, that is Ben Affleck! He is an “actor.” I learned about him while watching the large light box!

👑 shilo-bathroy

grefgor

🥤 the-soda-man ✅✅

hey guys, i’m shutting this blog down. my soda addiction was getting really really bad, and i think it’s best i don’t post about vintage sodas anymore. i’m rebranding to the nalgene man

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

CONGRATS ON THE TRANSITION 🥳

🥤the-nalgene-man ✅✅

THANKS BRO YOURE MY NUMBER ONE ‼️‼️

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

the no whopper whopper is not worth the twenty five dollars

🕷 gabrielmontezfuckingrocks

YOU SUCK SO BAD

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

DUDE GET OFF MY DICK

🕷 gabrielmontezfuckingrocks

I’LL GET OFF YOUR DICK WHEN YOU GET OFF MINE

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

GUESS WERE GETTING OFF EACH OTHERS DICKS THEN

🦇 iamthevoid

I’m reporting this post for sexual content.

🕷 gabrielmontezfuckingrocks

WHATS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM YOU WANNA GET OFF MY DICK TOO

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

YOU CANT GET OFF HIS DICK YOURE SUPPOSED TO BE GETTING OFF MY DICK

🦇 iamthevoid

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

WHO SHIWED YOU HOW TO USE REACTION INAGES?????>?>?

👑 shilo-bathory

Emizel We Are Learning ☺️ Grefgor Knows All

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

whoever showed arthur homophobic dog im going to strangle you he wont stop saying “i know what you are” and “dont tell me youre one of them” whenever i do anything i was washing the blood out of my clothes at 2 in the morning and he passed by the bathroom and said “i dont think thats normal” im going to fucking rip his throat out

🦇 iamthevoid

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOR

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

WHY IS THIS GETTING NOTES

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

you guys HAVE to stop asking me about arthur hes not my fucking dad i was an orphan your assumptions are offensive im not related to him i called him peepaw AS A JOKE

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

i AM related to the other guy but thats not relevant

🦇 iamthevoid

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

WHO GAVE YUO MORE IMAGES

👑 shilo-bathory

His Arsenal Is Expanding ☺️

🦇 iamthevoid

What is a Tumblrina and why are the people in my inbox calling me one?

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅

im gonna fucking kill myself

👑 shilo-bathory

Okay 🥳 See You when youu Come Back 😊🥰

😈 phantom-flipper-official ✅✅