#wc: 268

[noelxbe]

strike a pose

...

while noel was confident in his looks, he still did feel a bit awkward modelling. while noel still had his instagram, he would rarely ever post. for someone who is so confident in his looks, it’s a bit weird how few selfies he takes of himself. originally when noel became a trainee at lime he figured he wouldn’t need modelling for anything as he wasn’t a model, it was mostly first when project green started he realized, hey, being an idol includes a lot more than he had expected.

so far he hadn’t heard or seen anyone complain about his teaser photos, so he couldn’t be that bad at posing in front of a camera? or who knows, maybe it’s the editing that saved his ass. the real fun in these modeling gigs is the being styled part. while noel knows how to do his own make up and hair, there’s something so special about having a professional do it. and usually noel has basically no sense of fashion, so it’s nice to be styled in something that’s trendy and looks good on him.

he’s still not alone while modeling, and that does help, even for the solo shoots, it’s nice when his members are right there to hype him up. he doesn’t struggle much with his facial expressions, it’s more how to pose that makes all of this difficult. luckily for noel, the person taking pictures is good at guiding, and when noel sees the pictures he’s taken, he actually feels a bit proud about them, maybe he wouldn’t mind doing some more modelling in the future.

[encantresse]

though versed in their feigned, theatrical exchanges, it almost feels foreign now—a puzzle piece that doesn’t quite fit into the world as it stands, a mere remnant of a lifetime long past. the term of endearment leaves her blinking uncertainly at hubert; it ill suits him, she thinks, though dorothea says nothing of it.

what precedes it, however, pulls the songstress from her cheeriness. to his benefit, surely, as her attention shifts from him and drifts back to the unfolding match ahead. “goodness,” she says dryly. "that monk must've hit you harder than i thought. i'm not a dear, hubie. i'm a fellow eagle, remember?"

an attempt at humor, though she knows it lacks the cadence to land properly.

now lost in contemplative thought, she falls momentarily silent, watching another student beside them stand and move. her gaze follows them down the aisle and stairs, lingering until they vanish into the growing crowd below. then, finally:

"guess i shouldn't complain, if that's what they're saying. better that as a rumor than what's usually thrown around."

how much hubert’s heard is uncertain, and what exactly happened to him remains unknown. they haven’t caught up yet—she and the others who’d been missing—and still there remain more blanks to fill. dorothea can only wonder, for all the normalcy an event like this provides: is it not still strange to act as though nothing happened? were the others not reminded of the battles they’d fought while watching this mock one?

"anyway, i'm just glad we're all here. there was a point when i thought we'd all be picked off one by one."

When the snow all melts away

BoEL Spectating, w/ @encantresse

[lgcmjun]

SEASON'S GREETINGS 2K24: it's a first (again!) feat: mj writing his profile (a headcanon)

when all the members of versus were busy filling out their profiles for the season’s greetings, minjun took a chance to read the sheet of paper before he could grab an idea of what lay before his eyes. 

his profile was proudly filled as versus’ maknae, kang minjun or m.j, 21. he states his birthday is in january and hopes to get lots of love the next year;

minjun’s most remarkable moment this year was when he debuted and his members welcomed him to the dorms - “i still remember when akio hyung treated me to a nice welcoming dinner that week”, he’d write

he had a long list of sports he used to practice when he was at school, such as basketball, soccer, tracking, but swimming was his favorite, above all. he wrote about how he broke the pool’s record at snu.

when asked about his favorite pastime, minjun would list swimming and cooking, but cooking would come first because whenever he had time available he’d be fighting with the other members to be in the kitchen cooking something good for them to eat. 

something he’d love to learn for the next year would be to do more choreographies and produce songs for the group. he admires the members who are talented like that and hopes to learn a lot from them in 2025;

if he was given the chance to be something other than an idol, minjun wrote he wanted to be an actor. the thought of being able to live a million different stories is fascinating and he would love to try that one day

[bexjae]

jaesung's year end wish

this year has been different for jaesung. here he thought he would be still spending his life working as a stylist and just admire idols from afar but it seemed things had changed a ton for him. he got to be a trainee at his dream company and he still didn’t know how to feel. it didn’t even feel real but he was so excited to learn more and perfect his skills.

at least he could focus on the holiday market for a bit instead of worrying so much about the christmas concert that he’d be apart of. it was a good distraction and he was sure it would help when he had to perform with everyone else. 

somehow he found herself where everyone else was making wishes. it was a cute idea and something he knew he did a lot when he was a child. maybe he’d do it again just for the fun of it. he didn’t know if it would come true or now.

“are you gonna make a wish?” he can’t help but ask a nearby stranger before he goes to write his own wish down. “yeah, i might go with something simple for this year.” the stranger answers before giving jae a smile. he nods and thinks a bit. simple was easier, especially since he didn’t know how much more he hoped to happen in his life.

he instantly writes something quickly and makes sure it’s with the rest. maybe it would come true for him, he’d make sure to cross his fingers for sure.

i wish my extended family would accept me

[kinda-daily-warriorcat]

Human AU of my WCOC Tunasplash based off of a doodle I did in English

[percyluvr]

percy jackson x child of hypnos!reader summary: you and percy enjoy the soothing qualities of your cabin wc: 268

"Hey sleepy," Percy says as he opens the door to your cabin, immediately welcomed by the soft classical music playing in the background. 

"Hey baby, what's up?" 

"Just wanted to say hey, and maybe take a nap with you," he says, eliciting a small chuckle from you. At this, his eyes widen in mock surprise.

"Don't laugh, I'm serious. You know your cabin is the most relaxing in the entire camp!"

"Alright, you big baby. C'mere and cuddle up with me," you softly say.

He walks over and launches himself onto you, his strong arms wrapping around your smaller frame, completely engulfing you. The smell of him was invigorating. you'd always liked the slight hint of sea that you smelled whenever he was near, and now the scent was overwhelming. Typically, your cabin smelled like the soothing smells of lavender and jasmine, but now it smelled like seawater, and was somehow even more soothing to you. 

“Feels so good being near you. Y’know you're so soothing, baby, don't know how you do it. I mean, I know you're a child of Hypnos and all but I don't think it's just that. You're just so relaxing to be around even without you using any of your... y'know, relaxing powers," he whispers into your neck.

"I just love you so much," he says in between soft kisses to your neck.

"I love you more honey, but now let's go to sleep," you murmur, eyes drooping.

You closed your eyes and channeled the relaxation through your body, making sure that this nap would only bring good dreams to your sweet boyfriend.

a/n: clearly i have no idea how powers would work for a child of hypnos but i was just a lil inspired and wanted to write smth rq

[moshuka]

Could you do a small fic where Kk and reader’s relationship gets exposed on live with some fluff?

caught- k. arnold

PT 2 HERE

!! - short, wc 268, fluff, suggestive jokes, some use of y/n

“Okay so boom.” KK says, then goes quiet at the sound of an exhasperated sigh, shooting a side eye to someone behind her phone.

“KK? You good, girl?” Kayla laughs. Paige furrows her eyebrows, then her face lights up in recognition.

“I know that sigh! Y/N, hi!” The blonde shouts, causing Kk to flinch.

“Girl boo. My girl doesn’t want you.” She crosses her arms, backing up.

“KK, why are you in timeout?” Kayla laughs at KK’s basement setting. KK sits down on a couch behind her, putting her hand on your thigh behind the camera’s view— or so she thought.

“Oh, yeah, I have a story for this. So, one of y’all—“ She glares at the camera, “one of y’all reported my live and said me and Y/N were doing inappropriate stuff, so my live got banned for like, twelve minutes.” She rolls her eyes.

“One sec, I’m gonna go, uh, talk to my mom.” She presses on her phone screen, just barely missing the “camera off” button, before melting into your side.

She kisses your jaw, grabbing one of your hands and playing with your fingers. “I’m hungry.” She complains.

You glance at her phone to see your own reflection, and Paige stifiling a laugh. “KK, baby?” You giggle. “You’re still live.”

KK looks at her phone, her jaw dropped. “No I’m not.” She mutters, tapping at the “end” button. “Why isn’t it turning off?”

Paige laughs loudly. “Go eat, girl.” She wiggles her eyebrows.

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lmk if you want a part 2.. with smut!

[freyaphoria]

5 am breeze

tw: implied sex, kissing, yeosang is so beautiful

wc: 268

The sun was hitting your face at such a good temperature that you didn't feel the cold of 5 o'clock in the morning. You threw your arm back to reach your boyfriend through the messy sheets from last night. For a moment, you couldn't find where he was, and when you suddenly turned around with your heart pounding in panic, you came face to face with the most fairy-tale face you've ever seen in your life. The first rays of the morning sun were kissing his birthmark and it looked more beautiful red than roses.

You ran your hand over Yeosang's bare chest and he slowly opened his eyes. "Good morning, angel." He always managed to surprise you with how deep his voice was. The naivety and purity of his face contrasted with the depth of his voice. "Good morning to you too, Yeo." You smiled at him and wanted to move closer to give him a kiss, but you winced because your body was still sore. "Does it hurt that much?" You sensed the slight concern in his voice. Muttering to himself, he got up from the bed and stretched. "I tried to be so gentle. I'm sorry my angel, you are so beautiful that I couldn't hold myself back." Since you couldn't reach out and kiss him, he reached out and kissed you sweetly on the lips. He broke the kiss and caressed your face. "Let's have breakfast. You must be hungry." Just as he was about to get up, you grabbed his neck and pulled him to you. "I'm just hungry for you right now."

a/n: I wrote this when I woke up at 5am missing yeosang.

[slytherinshua]

genre vaguely rogue au , maki x fem!reader   cw food mention , not proofread   wc 268   request yes   note hopefully the setting and situation isn't too confusing in this timestamp. can't really flesh it all out when i want to keep the wc below 400 </3   net @kstrucknet @lune-net

02:13 . . . “Woah, where did you get all this?”

You motioned to the pile in front of Maki. You could spot different colourful silk fabrics, a collection of small gemstones, and, most importantly to you, a bundle of food, still warm. Your stomach grumbled unconsciously. 

“Found it on my way back,” Maki said simply. A dimpled grin and mischievous glint in his eye revealed half of the roguery he had been up to during the night. You’d long since given up on following the rules, or keeping Maki accountable. As long as no one found out, you both would be in the clear. You’d rather risk the consequences than spend another night ignoring your own pangs of hunger.

“Wonder how you keep getting away with this,” you mumbled absentmindedly, mouth already full with a piece of steak. You weren’t sure when the last time you had tasted freshly-roasted meat.

Maki shrugged, “I guess I’m just more skilled.” He portioned the food into two equal piles on his handkerchief, the one in front of you having noticeably more meat. You pushed half of it back over to Maki’s side. He didn’t protest. 

“And what if you get caught one of these days?” you proposed. “What am I supposed to do if you get thrown behind bars like Fuma?”

Your friend’s body stiffened beside you, face going still. “I wouldn’t leave you like that. K said we had to stick together. And that’s exactly what we’re going to do.”

You held back your smile, feeling strangely warm at the thought of his words. In all the chaos, it was rare to have someone by your side. You were glad that out of everyone, Maki was someone you could rely on.

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[cokou]

𝙰𝚌𝚎 × 𝙵! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

sum. Playing Video Games with your boyfriend turned into a mess. ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tw. MDNI. Smut. Cunnilingus. Modern Settings. ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ wc. 268 words, 1,459 characters. ACE DRABBLE ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ a/n. Do not transfer or translate any of my works, this is my only account. Will not be cross posted anywhere (i might on ao3) Masterlist♥

Playing Video Games with your boyfriend as he invited you into his house to spend time with each other. He had insisted to play one of your newly bought games that contained horror romance. Setting up the game card, you both plopped down into the sofa, taking both controllers and setting everything. Settling down and opening the game, you were met with Ace immediately being touchy onto your thighs. You chose to ignore it as you taught he was being usually clingy like any other day.

You looked at him and was met with a smirk on his face. "What?" You questioned.

"Just taking a look ma" He looked at you with a now spread grin ear to ear. You thought that he was just excited that he was finally getting to spend time with you after days of being busy. But when he approached you between your thighs mid game, then you finally understood his antics, he proceeded to remove your panties.

"Ma, just keep playin' " "R-Right.." You faced the screen in front of you, trying your best to ignore the man between your legs, trying to get a hang of it. You played normally as usual until you felt him latching his mouth onto your clit, making you lose track and moan. He continued lapping his tongue across your pussy, playing continuously as he delved his tongue inside you.

You let go of the game controller and pulled his hair tightly, causing him to latch his tongue deeper inside you.

Oh maybe he meant another type of 'game' to play with you in this long night.

©Cokou 2024, all works made by me.

[lulualuana]

On the 3rd day of Christmas...

ik I've been writing these every day until Christmas, but what do you mean there's 3 days until Christmas??

wc: 268

cw: fluff, mention of sex, Christmas, short, proof-skimmed,

enjoy?

On the 3rd day of Christmas..

You were snuggled up with Leon. He managed to weasel his way into your bed with the excuse of just dropping off your compass (did you really even want it?) and instead made himself at home under your covers. You could only excuse it because of the activities that he remedied it with. 

While cuddled up and scarcely clothed after all the bedroom fun, he hummed, seemingly remembering something and lifting his head away from where his chin rested on your head. “Oh, I forgot I had something else for you.” He got up (much to your dismay) and bent to rummage through his jacket and jeans that had been scattered on your bedroom floor, pulling a small slip from one of his pockets and settling back down onto the bed next to you. 

He wrapped an arm around you and passed the slip over to you. You squinted reading Leon’s handwriting on the small sheet of paper. “A coupon for 3 wishes?” You read, looking up at Leon as he nodded and cuddled back into you. “Mhm. Any 3 wishes you want, you get. Consider me your personal genie. I know, so generous of me.” 

You rolled your eyes at him and slid the slip onto your side table, and turned back into his warmth. “And what if I want you to stay in my bed all day, every single day as a bed warmer?” You asked, and he hummed, the sound rumbling through his chest to yours. “Then I guess I have to retire early and get some comfy pajamas.”

~~~

need me a leon to warm my bed sigh

[umikawa]

a/n: i love kita (no warnings, just cute stuff) 268 wc | kita shinsuke x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

“What song could you listen to for the rest of your life?”

It’s a normal question, but hearing it from Kita makes you wonder what was going on in his head to make him even consider asking it. He waits patiently, averting his gaze every second to not pressure you.

Three songs come to your head. Your favorite song, the one you'll never get tired of no matter how many times you listen to it. Then it’s the song you always go back to, not necessarily your favorite, but liked well enough to come back to and listen to it like it’s your first time. And the third one;

You hold back a laugh at Aran’s distraught expression, beads of sweat forming on his face as he listens to Kita’s spiel about results.

He groaned slowly, stopping in his tracks. “Who cares about the small stuff?” Aran said, flailing his arms in front of him. “You don’t need a reason for emotions! If you’re happy, you’re happy!”

You raise a brow at Kita when he looks at you, shrugging your shoulders as you silently agree with Aran. Then it happens,

His shoulders shake first, then his eyes shut and crinkle at the edges before it spills out. Kita laughs hard, at least as hard as you’ve ever heard.

You’re frozen in your spot while Aran desperately tries to find out what was so funny about his previous words. He looks perfect. He’s only laughing, but the way the sun kisses his cheeks, which redden slightly from being upturned, makes your heart beat faster than you expected.

“Your laugh.”

[citysweet]

一 yellow cards

♡ wc: 268

♡ small something to start the new year :)

panting, you run your hand through your hair with your eyes closed. breathing in until jackie taps your shoulder and points towards elisa. who was currently questioning the referee. had elisa tripped another player? yes, she did. but did she also end up on the ground, grabbing at her ankle? yes. however it seemed the ref didn't care and held up a yellow card for eli.

watching as the ref reaches for another card, you rush over to her. standing in front of elisa, “eli just let it go. we still have the rest of the game.” her shoulders drop and she looks at you shaking her head. “i didn't even do anything.” she says, annoyed. you nod, placing your hands on her shoulders and turning her around after flashing the ref a tight smile.

“yeah, okay. come on.” you lead her back to her position with a silly grin, quietly laughing knowing she also knew what she did. the ref let it slide since you showed up in time, but knowing elisa who knows how many times she could get away with it. luckily you're always there to keep her out of trouble (most of the time).

一

bonus: elisa does the same for you when the refs wrong you. she’ll gently approach you, pulling you away from the chaos with a, “come on love, the games not as fun if i don't get to play with you. so relax, okay?” her hands running down your arms to link with your fingers and suddenly it seems as though there wasn't ever a problem in the first place.

© citysweet 12:51am 010124

一 2024 oh jeez

[dukemeropide]

”Lady Furina?” Wriothesley slows his jog to a not-entirely-graceful slide down the north-facing slope of the dune, the soft, loose sand slipping under bare feet. In a series of imagined worst-case-scenarios, Fontaine’s former archon and most beloved idol being barreled over by a half-naked runaway sheep probably should have been somewhere on the list, and he rushes to her in some polite effort to check that she’s alright. She’s on her feet, at least. A little ruffled, but not too banged up, thankfully. In fact, she probably looks better than him, soaked from head to toe as he is, except for some irregular splotch between his shoulders where the sheep’s frantic splashing couldn’t reach.

His eyebrows lower beneath the hair hanging over one eye, heavy with dripping water, and he uselessly extends to her one hand as if to help her back to her feet or check her for injury.

”Did that scream come from you?” The pressure of time makes him more blunt than he might have been under other circumstances. Noticing that his palm is coated, not just in the little white scars of a reckless past he ordinarily keeps hidden, but the sticky wisps of wool, he quickly retracts it to rub futilely against the leg of his equally wet and hair-covered pants. Then his eyes catch a flash of white between the wiggling palms near the tree line and he pulls away from her apologetically.

”You’ll have to excuse me,” he starts, already walking rapidly in that direction, glancing between the underbrush and the thunderstruck (sheep-struck?) Lady Furina. “I have a criminal to catch.”

Solstice 2024: Wriothesley & Furina

sheep washing

[fishfooddude]

Day 1: Love Letter

Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto WC: 132

Day 2: Birds

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw WC: 192

Day 3: Snowfall

Rhett Abbott WC: 148

Day 4: Dinner Date

Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto WC: 219

Day 5: Mirror

Gator Tillman WC: 143

Day 6: Sky

Robert "Bob" Floyd WC: 96

Day 7: Chocolates

Marcus Brooks WC: 156

Day 8: Admirer

Natasha "Phoenix" Trace WC: 268

Day 9: Rainbow

Jake "Hangman" Seresin WC: 150

Day 10: Cards (Part 2)

Richie Jerimovich WC: 131

Day 11: Dreams

Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto WC: 74

Day 12: Ring

Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto WC: 181

Day 13: Mountains

Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto WC: 191

Day 14: Kisses (Part 2)

Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto WC: 351

[underburningstars]

darlin', i'm falling 24

for @jegulus-microfic prompt skirt, wc 268, implied nsfw

James is going to attend a party. A party that most of Europe’s prominent crime bosses are going to attend. James can only hope that none of them have a file on him. He fiddles with his tie while he waits for Regulus to come out of the bathroom. It’s been two hours, and Regulus never takes that long to get ready. James is about to knock when the door opens. 

Regulus is there.

Wearing a skirt.

Regulus is wearing a skirt. 

James is going to die a happy, happy man. 

Regulus looks at him with a shy and curious smile, “So? Do I look good? Or is it too much?”

James blinks at Regulus. He looks at the baby pink satin dress that falls gracefully on his body, the silver embroidery that brings out his eyes, and the thin straps that call attention to his beautiful arms. James is going to die.

“Babe. Baby, baby, baby,” He pulls Regulus into his arms and kisses him square on the mouth, ignoring Regulus’ complaints about ruining his make-up, “Let’s just skip and party and stay at home.” He runs his fingers along Regulus’ inner thigh, but Regulus slaps his hand away. 

“Absolutely not,” Regulus pushes him away and glares at him. “This event is important.”

James pouts at Regulus, “But–”

“No,” Regulus brushes his hands over his dress to fix the creases. He glances up at James through his lashes, “But if you’re good…then maybe we can leave early.”

James beams at Regulus, “I’m gonna eat you out so good you won’t feel anything but my tongue for days.”

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