#☀︎asks| peach

[j-onedrabbles]

Soft thought ask for you 😊

How would the skz members react to finding s/o reader asleep on the couch, curled up with their skzoo?

Love your blog sweetie! Keep up the amazing work!

thank you peach!! 🩵

Chan ♡ thinks it's actually really adorable. Can't help but smile to himself before moving you and WolfChan to the bed so you don't regret falling asleep on the couch when you wake up

Lee know ♡ Definitely takes a picture before squatting down and kissing your forehead. He’ll carry you to bed then replace Leebit with him. Why cuddle a stuffed toy when you can cuddle the real thing?

Changbin ♡ damn near almost wakes you up because he almost squealed from how cute you looked holding onto Dweakki. Stopped himself because he knew you were probably exhausted to fall asleep on the couch. He’ll maneuver you carefully so he’a laying under you and wraps his arms around you

Hyunjin ♡ another one who tale a photo— then sets it as his lockscreen. You just look so cute all snuggled up with Jiniret that be can't help but grab you guys a blanket and snuggle up with you

Han ♡ smiles and kisses your cheek. He loves seeing you snuggled up with Han Quokka but his place is in your arms so he’ll carefully move to lay on top of you with the plush laying between you guys

Felix ♡ Get’s all blush and shit. Thinks your the absolute cutest when your sound asleep but with Bbokari?! He’s died and gone to heaven. Though he feels bad for your back so he’ll wake you up just to get you in bed and lulla you back to sleep with the plush squished between you two

Seungmin ♡ thinks it’s cute but PuppyM is in his way. He’ll lean over you with a hand on your hip and kiss your cheek till you wake up then pull you off to bed to get some proper sleep. PuppyM get’s moved to the side as you cuddle the real thing, much to his content

I.N. ♡ Almost dies from cuteness overload. His adorable lil s/o snuggled up on their couch with Foxi.Ny? Even better! He’ll get behind you on the couch and wrap his arms around you and falls asleep with you.

[visualtaehyun]

MY GIRLS ARE FINALLY ON AIR

Disclaimer: not a native Thai speaker, still learning 🙏

Ongsa and Sun

At first, Ongsa wrongly assumes that Sun is older so she calls her พี่ /phi/, speaks respectfully and wais her:

ขอโทษค่ะพี่ /khaaw thoht kha, phi/

Then they settle into these pronouns:

☀ Sun: เรา /rao/ -> Ongsa (calls her เธอ /ter/ once when she asks her name)

🌐 Ongsa: เรา /rao/ -> Sun

-> เรา /rao/ is an informal 1st pers. pronoun that pretty much all the students in Ongsa's class seem to use

Later, when they're texting, it takes Ongsa entirely too long to catch onto the fact that Sun thinks Earth is a guy because-

คุยกันมาตั้งนาน เรายังไม่รู้เลยว่านายชื่ออะไร /khui gan maa dtang naan. rao yang mai ruu loei waa naai cheuu a rai/ -> นาย /naai/ is a male 2nd pers. pronoun

While we're talking about their texts, the subs have this weirdly mixed up:

1 - ฝันดีนะ /fan dee na/ = lit. dream well/good dreams, 'Sweet dreams' 2 - ราตรีสวัสดิ์ /raa dtree sa wat/ = formal, 'Good night' 3 - Similarly, Sun's มอนิ่งนะ /morning na/ is a more informal 'Good morning' compared to formal อรุณสวัสดิ์ /a roon sa wat/ or polite สวัสดีตอนเช้า /sa wat dee dtaawn chaao/

When Ongsa isn't gay-panic hiccupping, she's actually really clever and witty! I'll get to her ig posts in a second but there's also this moment:

ยังสวยอยู่เลย /yang suay yuu loei/ สวยจะ หมายถึง ซวยอ่ะ /suay ja- maai theung- suay a/

The difference in pronunciation between these two words is just the tone - สวย /suay/ (rising tone) means pretty vs. ซวย /suay/ (middle tone) means unlucky

from.the.earth__

ถ่ายรูป ด่วน สี-ขาวดำ /thaai ruup duaan see khaao dam/ = urgent/express black-and-white photography caption: ยกกล้องมาถ่ายแทบไม่ทัน /yohk glaawng maa thaai thaaep mai than/ = almost didn't raise the camera in time to snap this

caption: เงา-เหงา /ngao-ngao/ = shadow-lonely -> เงา ๆ /ngao ngao/ is an expression that means indistinctly, faintly

The difference in pronunciation is, again, in the tones - เงา /ngao/ (middle tone) means shadow vs. เหงา /ngao/ (rising tone) means lonely

caption: ว้าว! ปลาทับใจจัง /wow! bplaa thap jai jang/

I love this SO much omg It's a pun on ประทับใจ /bpra thap jai/ = impressed, but also a visual pun!!

ปลา /bplaa/ = fish + ทับ /thap/ = placed on top of + ใจ /jai/ = heart

caption: สู้ ๆ นะ เป็นกำลังใจให้ /su su na. bpen gam lang jai hai/ = Fighting! Rooting for/encouraging [you]!

Another visual pun! This one's only funny if you know what peaches are called in Thai: peach = ลูกท้อ /luuk thaaw/ - but the word ท้อ /thaaw/ in there? It means discouraged!

Alpha, Aylin, and Luna

🔝 Alpha is Ongsa's older sister: พี่ /phi/ (used as a 1st pers. pronoun) -> แก /gae/ (informal 2nd pers. pronoun)

👽 Aylin is their cousin, in the same grade as Ongsa, and speaks pretty curtly, almost like someone would on two-way radio: she doesn't use any pronouns apart from this once-

แกกำลังบุกรุกที่ของฉัน /gae gam lang book rook thee khaawng chan/

Omitting pronouns is possible and not uncommon in Thai but doing so constantly, combined with her monotone speech pattern, low voice, and mostly a lack of ending particles, it does stick out! It doesn't really come across in the subs tbh (apart from including the way she refers to people as humans = มนุษย์ /ma noot/):

ไม่ต้องแคร์ใคร /mai dtaawng care khrai/ = Don't need to care about anyone.

🌙 Luna, Alpha, the two bullies, and Mawin all seem to be in the same grade because all of them use the impolite pronouns กู/มึง /guu, meung/ (=I/you) amongst each other - how very fun to finally hear some GMMTV girls talk like this :D

I love Alpha and Luna teaming up to beat up scold these two dipshits:

Alpha: พวกมึงสองคนแกล้งน้องกูออ /phuuak meung saawng khohn glaaeng nong guu aaw/ Mawin, trying to defuse: พวกเธอใจเย็นก่อน /phuuak ter jai yen gaawn/

While the girls are furious, the guys are clearly fearing for their lives, wai'ing endlessly 😂

Lastly-

Sarah Salola

I gasped when I saw her name in the credits!! She's this handsome singer-songwriter with a lovely voice who's queer herself - she's talked about her sexuality and style before (interview is in Thai) but this Valentine's she revealed her partner :)

Here's a cover of Nont Tanont's รักแรก (First Love) she did with Jan 💕

Needless to say, I can't wait for her OST and the accompanying MV that's surely gonna be super cute!

[wongyuseokie]

Count for Me | c.s.c

Summary: You’re unsure what to get your boyfriend for Valentine’s. Thankfully, he has a plan, and you might just be very spent after giving him exactly what he wants. 

☆ 18+ minors dni |☀︎fluff | ♕ smut |  ♥ completed works Word Count:  2454 words Pairings: Seungcheol x Female Reader Genre/Trope(s)/AUs: PWP. Smut & Fluff Content Warnings: Smut, fluff. Seungcheol is a dom and wears a suit. Yes, that’s a warning. I’m not sure exactly what else to put, except this is just pure filth. Mentions of Seungcheol’s toned body because that’s its separate warning. Cuddling and bath time fluff. 

Smut Warnings: Unprotected sex, overstimulation, hard dom! Seungcheol, use of sex toys, oral (male & female receiving). Squirting, fingering, blindfolds, collars, handcuffs. Spanking? Deep throating, cum swallowing. Creampie. Slight degradation? Multiple orgasms, to the point of it being lowkey spent. Lolol. 

Authors Note: This was written for a Valentine's Day Fic Exchange for my ever-so-lovely @missgeniality. Ilysm, it's been an absolute pleasure getting to torture you with Seungcheol thirst traps and making you simp for him the way I do. Hehe. Authors Note 2: Thank you to @here4btsfics, as always, for beta'ing and helping me out with this fic, that too on Christmas ilysm 💕!! Thank you also to @darlingvernon for reading over this and giving me feedback. ILY and ty for thirst traps.

Cross Posted to AO3 © wongyuseokie 2023. All rights reserved.

“Seungcheol, baby, what do you want for Valentine’s Day?” You asked as you wrapped your arms around your boyfriend's toned torso. Seungcheol smiled as he clasped his hand over yours. 

“Princess, I have everything and more. What more could I possibly want?” You sighed against his broad shoulders, humming as you thought about what to get him. Seungcheol grinned as he turned around to face you, his hands on your waist, pulling you into his bare chest. His hand trailed along your spine, making you shiver, and his hand wrapped around your nape. 

“Princess, I have one present in mind, but baby, I need you to be honest in your response.” You nodded.

 “What is it?” Seungcheol’s grin grew.

“I want to fuck you so hard that you can’t walk. I want to cuff your wrists behind your back. I want you on your knees and a collar around your pretty little neck, one with a chain so I can pull on it, princess. Oh, and I want you to call me daddy.” You let out a breath you didn’t realise you were holding.

“Yes, Daddy.” 

“Tomorrow evening, princess, be ready.”

The following evening, you had spent the last hour exfoliating, shampooing, and shaving. You wanted to be clean and soft for Seungcheol, wearing a lace bra and underwear when Seungcheol entered the room. 

Seungcheol was wearing a black suit; he smiled when he saw you. 

“Lie down, princess,” Seungcheol said, his voice low, and you nodded, lying down on the bed. Seungcheol grabbed your ankles and spread your legs apart. You felt two cold cuffs clamp around your ankles, one cuff on your foot and one around the bedpost. You propped yourself up on your elbows and saw Seungcheol undressing down to trousers; you drooled at seeing his naked torso. 

“Baby,” you mewled, and a sharp slap to your cunt made you buck. 

“That’s daddy to you,” Seungcheol said. His eyes were piercing, his voice making you gulp. 

“Sorry, daddy,” you apologised, making Seungcheol groan, his cock hardening at the nickname.  

“Safeword, sweet girl?” 

“Peaches.” 

“Good girl, time for daddy to have fun with you,” Seungcheol said as he pulled your arms together and cuffed them together. 

“Simple rules, princess. You do not touch me unless I tell you to. Address me as anything other than daddy, and you won’t cum. Understood?” You nodded, already feeling yourself grow wet at his words. 

Seungcheol left the room, and when he returned, he had a few things in his hands. He placed a silk blindfold on you, making you feel as if all your senses were heightened at losing your vision. You heard Seungcheol move, and you felt him sit between your spread legs. Seungcheol moved his hands up your body until they landed on your breasts, massaging and fiddling with the lace material; he pulled down the lace fabric to reveal your breasts and hardened nipples. He bent down and wrapped his plush lips around your nipple while his hand massaged the other breast. Seungcheol loved your breasts; every time you wore a tight shirt, he ended up fucking you no matter where you were; he’d find a place. 

Countless moans and sighs left your lips as Seungcheol’s ministrations had you in complete and utter bliss. You felt Seungcheol move his mouth away from your breast. When he latched on your nipple again, you felt a cold sensation as Seungcheol sucked on your nipples with an ice cube in his mouth. You tried to move to feel his mouth on your nipples further; however, the cuffs rendered that attempt useless. Seungcheol dragged the ice cube down to your stomach before throwing it away. 

Seungcheol moved his hands to your lace panties, ripping them at the crotch, groaning when he saw how wet and swollen you were. “All this for me, baby?” You nodded, “Yes, daddy. All for you.” Seungcheol smirked, hearing how desperate you were, how you practically begged; it shot straight to his painfully hard erection. 

Seungcheol ran his long fingers along your swollen cunt, each stroke parting your wet folds, making you whimper as he gently grazed your folds. “Daddy, please, more.” You breathed out, “gladly, pretty girl.” Seungcheol nodded, not that you could see.

Seungcheol moved his fingers away from your cunt and collected another ice cube. He ran the ice cube along your wet pussy, several times until he fixed it onto your swollen clit, running it in circular motions on your clit. Seungcheol kept rubbing until the ice cube melted on your cunt. 

“Daddy, please. I’m so close.” 

“you’ve been such a good girl; let me make you cum,” he hummed as he circled his fingers on your clit, making you cum, and shake. 

“Count.” 

You gulped, trying to catch your breath, “one.” 

Seungcheol pulled the blindfold off you, smiling at your fucked out state. 

“What’s your lucky number again, princess?” You glared at him. You know he didn’t forget and were fucked for picking eight as your lucky number. 

“I seem to have forgotten.” 

“Eight,” you muttered, and Seungcheol grinned. 

“Seven more orgasms, pretty girl. We’ve only just begun.” Seungcheol said, and you felt your cunt clench at his words.

Seungcheol undid the cuffs on your wrists and legs, rubbing and kissing where the cuffs sat on your skin.

Seungcheol undressed and laid down next to you, his feet at your head, and tapped your thigh, and you knew what he meant. You crawled onto him, your wet cunt on his mouth while your hands and mouth found his hardened length. Seungcheol wrapped his lips around your clit, and started to suck. You almost forgot about his erection until you felt a harsh slap on your ass. 

“Suck me off, baby girl, make daddy cum,” Seungcheol instructed, and you moaned as you took Seungcheol into your mouth. He was thick and long, and it was easy to gag on his length in this position, but you liked the feeling of choking on him. It made you delirious and turned you on even more. 

You ran your tongue along the side of his shaft, making him hiss. Another slap to your ass made you moan. 

“Don’t you fucking tease me.” You nodded and took his length in your mouth, moaning at his taste; you sucked, circled your tongue on his tip, tasting his arousal and moaning. You always thought he tasted so good. You moved your mouth down, deep-throating his length. Seungcheol bucked his hips into you. You ran your hands along until you reached his balls and started to massage them. 

You moaned around Seungcheol’s cock as he pushed his tongue inside your cunt. Your moans kept vibrating against Seungcheol’s length, making him whine and whimper. You felt him still suddenly as he spilled his release inside you. He groaned against your cunt as he came into your mouth. The vibrations of his groans pulsated against your clit, making you shake and cum onto his tongue. You kept sucking and swallowing his release; he whined in overstimulation as you kept sucking on his now over-sensitive tip. 

Seungcheol slapped your ass, making you take his cock out of your mouth and fall back next to him. 

“Did my baby enjoy daddy’s tongue?” You nodded as Seungcheol got up and started searching your drawers. He pulled out a purple dildo; it could penetrate you and stimulate your clit. 

Seungcheol rolled his eyes, “pretty girl. You remember your lucky number, right? What number are we at now? 

“Two.” 

“Good girl, I get to make you cum six more times,” Seungcheol noted, and you felt your cunt clench around nothing at his words. Seungcheol pushed the toy inside you, your back arching. He positioned the clit stimulator on yours and turned the toy on, showing you no mercy as he kept you moaning as the toy thrusts in and out of you.

“Does this toy feel better than daddy, princess?” You shook your head no. Seungcheol pulled the toy out of you, making you whine, and slapped your clit.

“Answer me.” You whimpered as you felt his fingers tracing your swollen clit. 

“No, daddy.” You breathed out. 

“With the way you’re moaning, I’d think the toy is better than I am.” 

You furiously shook your head, “nothing is better than your cock, daddy.” You thrashed about as Seungcheol kept rubbing your clit. 

“Really?” Seungcheol said, moving his fingers away from your clit, making you whine. 

“Please, daddy, please let me cum.” Seungcheol smirked.

“Oh princess, I love when you beg.” Seungcheol placed the toy back inside you and leaned down to wrap his full lips around your clit, sucking and licking the swollen nub. You started to shake as you came. Seungcheol pulled out the toy and pushed his tongue inside you. Moaning as he tasted your sweet release, you fisted your hands in his hair, tugging as he licked you out. 

You felt a sharp slap on your clit, making you buck your hips, “count,” Seungcheol demanded. 

“Three.” Seungcheol smiled, placed a kiss on your swollen cunt and moved away. 

“Off the bed and on your knees, princess,” Seungcheol instructed, and you shakily got off the bed and got onto the floor on your knees. 

“Safeword?” Seungcheol asked as he gently cupped your face in his hands. 

“Peaches.” He smiled and pulled you in for a kiss. 

“Good girl.” Seungcheol grabbed a leather collar with a metal chain and placed it on your neck. He pushed a smaller, but insanely powerful vibrator inside your cunt, “you’re going to suck me off, and that vibrator is going to make you cum. This chain is just to ensure that your lovely mouth doesn’t move away from my cock, understood?” You nodded.

Seungcheol turned the vibrator to its highest setting and walked back until he sat on a chair. He motioned for you to come over. “Crawl to me, princess.” You whimpered. The vibrator was already starting to stimulate you, and crawling to him made you dizzy with lust. You crawled until you reached Seungcheol. 

You wrapped your hands around his thick length and your lips around his tip. You started by sucking the end of his cock, red and dripping in precum. You swiped your tongue against it and took him into your mouth. You felt Seungcheol yank on your chain, making you choke around his cock, and making you pull off cock.  

“Don’t you dare tease me.” 

You nodded as Seungcheol let go of the chain and wrapped your lips around his thick length, sucking and moaning as you deep throat him. You began to whimper, moaning around his cock as the vibrator kept moving inside your cunt. You stilled as you came and started to massage his balls, anything to ensure that your orgasm didn’t entirely consume you. 

“Did you cum, princess?” Seungcheol asked, his voice low and staring at you with half-lidded eyes; you pulled your mouth off his dick just to answer him for a second. 

“Yes.” 

Seungcheol nodded, “how many does that make?” he asked with a smirk., 

“Four.” 

Seungcheol nodded, “get up,” you did as he asked. Seungcheol stood up and pulled the collar off you; he placed soft kisses on the tender skin, making you smile. Seungcheol reached down to pull out the vibrator; he brought the metal device to your lips. 

“Open. Taste yourself, princess.”

You opened your mouth and licked the toy until you had cleaned it. Seungcheol groaned at the sight, “fucking hell.” Seungcheol pushed you back onto the bed and climbed on top of you. He lifted your legs onto his broad shoulders and pushed himself inside you. 

“Fucking hell.” You wailed. You were so incredibly sensitive, and his length inside of you felt too much and too good simultaneously as he started to thrust. 

“Fucking hell, baby, you are so fucking tight.” Seungcheol moved his hand down to your clit, and rubbed as he pounded into you. 

“Daddy, please, I can’t.” Seungcheol slapped your clit before resuming his thrusts.

“You picked eight as your lucky number. Don’t complain.” You moaned as he kept fucking you. You felt something snap inside you, thrashing about until you came around his cock, clenching. Seungcheol continued to fuck you through your orgasm until he came inside you. 

“Number, princess?” 

You felt tears of pleasure running down your face, “five.” 

Seungcheol smiled, “you’ve been so good for daddy, baby.” You whimpered and moaned; you were a mess. 

Seungcheol pulled out gently. He moved down your body and to your cunt. Seungcheol pushed his tongue inside you and licked you until he had cleaned his release out of you, making you cum again. 

“Number?” 

As your eyes rolled back in pleasure, you sighed, “six.” You tried to pull away from his grip, but his arm wrapped around your thighs, making it impossible for you to do so. Seungcheol kept licking your swollen and felt folds, his lips massaging your throbbing cunt. He kept licking until you came again. You felt a harsh slap on your clit, making you curl up and whimper. 

“Daddy, I can’t.” You whimpered again as you felt your seventh orgasm consume you entirely. 

Seungcheol gently held your face. “Hey, hey. Are you okay? I can stop.” 

Your heart swelled at his concern. “We’re at seven, daddy. Just one more, please fuck me, daddy.” You whispered, and Seungcheol felt his cock harden at your tone. Your heart melted at his concern. Seungcheol flipped you onto your hands and knees and pushed his cock inside you; you fell forward as he did so. Seungcheol caught you and held you up as your legs gave way. 

You were tight, and his length would split you in half at this rate. Seungcheol pounded into you; there was no rhyme or rhythm to his movements; he wanted you to cum. You suddenly wailed as your legs gave way, and you squirted hard, pushing his cock out of you. You shuddered and shook at the orgasm that consumed you. Seungcheol smirked. 

“Princess, you squirted for daddy, good girl.” You nodded, not knowing what you agreed to; you were fucked out. “On your knees, princess.” You tried to protest but shakily got on your knees as Seungcheol started stroking himself. 

“Open, swallow daddy’s cum.” You nodded, and Seungcheol stroked and pushed his cock into your mouth, his grip tightening on your hair as he came to your mouth. His warmth coating your throat. Seungcheol gently pulled out of your mouth.

You whimpered and nodded as you fell back on the bed. Seungcheol smiled at you and went to the bathroom. Moments later, he carried you to the bathroom and gently placed you into the tub. Seungcheol got in behind you and pulled him in for a kiss. 

“Happy Valentine’s Day.” 

Seungcheol smiled at you. “God, I’m so fucking glad that your lucky number is eight.”

[kryptznnn]

♛- PLAY-HARD III

1st part / 2nd part / 3rd part /

Series Masterlist ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆

➸ INTERESTS; - olo'eyktan!jake x fem!omatikayan reader

➸ BACKGROUND; - working alongside Moat has helped you and your family in various ways, as a way to repay her for your free working she pairs you along side Toruk Makto to aid him in small departments he needs assistance in, but more importantly to find a Tsahik suitable for the Olo'eyktan, but he isn't always cooperative.

➸ WARNINGS; - wc. 2.7k slight age gap (25 & 21), takes place after the great war, slow burn, injuries, kissing, teasing, flirting, confessing, intimacy, sexual tension (really heavy), masturbation (fem), fingering, stalking? (barely), mentions of fem!receiving pleasure, some cock-blocking, p!play, nipple play, lmk if there’s anything else I missed.

➸a.i; - 3rd chapter!! (first two chapters are linked up top) NOT PROOF READ, yes i love cock-blocking enjoy being edged and thank u guys for all the love ❤️, i’m currently working on different master lists for all avatar characters so just flood my inbox or my dms :))) also smut warning ahead

*na’vi translation will be provided*

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The entire time Jake patched you up you remained silent, you found it a little humorous, the olo’ektyan being the one helping a healer who was harmed, but none the less his delicate care and comforting smile warmed your heart. He even made sure you ate a little after helping you, when you finished, you thanked him.

“You didn’t have to” You said, slowly placing a hand on the side of his neck, smiling sweetly, he shook his head and placed his hand on yours. “Yes I did” He says softly, closing his eyes and smiling. You rolled your eyes and laughed softly, “you sound like i’m your muntxate” [wife] You giggled, he opened his eyes just to look at you, his ears lowering slowly.

“I sound like someone who cares about you, which I do.” He said, soon taking your hand into his and kissing your fingers softly, you looked away immediately feeling your face heat up. Taking a deep breath to face him again, this was wrong, you thought. You guys can’t be doing this, he can’t be doing this, saying these things to you and making you feel this way, he probably doesn’t even-

“Can ya help me peach?” He asked, now kissing your palm softly and massaging your bruised wrist. Your ears perked up immediately, sighing softly. “What is it?” You asked, your head cocked softly to the side to which he eyed you up and down, slowly pulling you closer to him.

“Help me understand how I feel about something” He stated, and you nodded in response, your entire focus set to him as he looked down at your hands. “This something is very special to me, yeah? I care about it more than anything right now, even my place as the clan leader which means I love this something, more than anything right now. I’m constantly thinking about this something all the time. I’ve had close moments with her and she’s just-“

“She’s mated already.” You spoke, looking down at your lap and retracting your hands from Jakes, tears welling your eyes rather quickly, you couldn’t believe how foolish you were. Of course he was confessing his love for another woman to you, and that other woman being Ninat. In some ways you began asking yourself if Za’yukto was right, how you were dumb enough to believe that anyone didn’t just want to use you for their own personal issues. Jake, your ruler, your boss, and the man you’ve been in love with since he first stopped by in the healers tent a year ago had just sat here and-

“What.” He asked? his voice hoarse and dripping in disbelief, in all honesty when you said those three words his heart nearly leaped out of his throat, he just spoke with you yesterday and you clarified nothing had happened with your friend. Since when were you mated? Did he read the room wrong did he not understand the signs you gave him?

“Ninat, she’s already mated, I bumped into her and her husband yesterday, she introduced me to him and I figured I should’ve told you I just forgot because of what happened back home with Za-yukto. I mean she’s obviously the one you’re talking about so” You said, your voice quickly trembling, a tear quickly rolling down your cheek that you immediately wiped. After the evening you just had this was the icing on the cake.

“I don’t want Ninat..” Jake spoke softly, cupping your face with his hand, kissing your wet cheek and grinning ear to ear, eager for your response. “But you’re in love with someone, you just said-“

“It’s not just someone, it’s you. Nga yawne lu oer y/n” [I love you y/n] He said cheerfully, your mouth hung open, not being able to process or respond to his confession. “Jake..” You gasped softly, moving in closer to him and cupping his face with both of your hands and kissing him softly.

Without a second thought he kissed you back, neither of you being able to keep your hands off of one another. Your short sweet kisses soon became long and rough, making you pull back gasping for air. Jake however saw this as an opportunity to kiss your jawline and neck, leaving small love bites and kisses where Za’yukto hadn’t marked, smiling to himself and humming in response to hearing your moans. You quickly removed your left hand from Jake’s face to trail down his body, soon wincing and pulling away taking a pause. Seeing Jake’s immediate change in behavior reaching out to gently hold your hand, checking your bandages.

“I’m okay, m’sorry.” You said, not wanting to worry him, but continue earlier’s events. He shook his head, squishing your cheeks softly, “You should get some sleep, it’s late” He spoke, before you could even respond a yawn broke its way through your lips, further proving Jake to be right as he just laughed at you.

“It’s okay, i’ll take you to be-“

Three sharp pounds at the tents entrance quickly cut Jake off, startling you, but seeming completely normal for him. He told you to sleep in his bed tonight, and he would be there shortly having to answer the unexpected guest at the door, mumbling the words “cock-block” before leaving.

Soon after you found yourself laying on Jake’s bed, enjoying the comfort of his room, smiling softly to yourself. Eventually Jake made his way to the room to talk to you, sitting beside you and watching the way you rolled around to face him. “Hi” You said with a large smile, “Hi” he sighed and smiled as well, bending over to kiss your forehead. “One of the generals at the door asked for my assistance so I won’t be with you tonight, I’ll be coming back late but you’ll see me in the mornin, that okay?” He asked, caressing your cheek and moving his hand down to your hair, you only nodded, your eyes feeling too weak to open. You felt a soft peck to your lips before drifting to sleep.

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You slowly rise from your sleep, sitting up in Jake’s bed to see him sleeping beside you on the floor, you giggle softly, careful to not wake him. Figuring you had a valuable amount of time on your hands before he woke up you decided to go wash up and do something with your hair, it was definitely time to wash that too.

After making your way to Jake’s bathing lake you quickly set your large cloth to the side and removed your top and bottom, sighing with relief as soon as your body touched the water. You let yourself walk further and further down to the depths of the water until it reached around waist length before bending your knees and completely submerging yourself in the water for a few seconds before quickly rising back up, gasping shortly.

You placed your hands on top of your hair, smiling to yourself remembering last nights events. You could feel your heart race just picturing it again, the way he kissed you, the way he held you, the way he spoke to you, and the way he touched you. It killed you how you couldn’t have gone farther with him yesterday, or confess yourself how you felt for him, but you loved how open he was with you. Your hand slowly slid down past your hair, lower to your breasts while your other hand reached down between your thighs, your slick quickly coating your fingers. It wouldn’t hurt to mess around just once, right? Besides it’s been so long since you’ve had some time to yourself.

You moaned softly, grasping your breasts softly while teasing your nipples softly, quickening the pace of your fingers on your clit, moaning even louder. “Jake..” You groaned softly, quickly biting your bottom lip afterwards and tossing your head back a bit, imagining him being here with you now, wondering if he was still asleep or awake or what it was that he was doing. Truth be told he was awake, and was watching you right now.

After waking up the first thing he did was go around to look for you, and when he couldn’t find you he began to panic a small bit. He stepped outside, his senses relaxing a bit noticing your ikran was still here, if anything she was cuddled up with his own ikran; Bob. He smiled softly at them, their closeness reminding him of how you and him are, happy of last nights events.

He began cupping his mouth and calling out your name, to which you answered with no avail, obviously because you didn’t hear him. Soon after he sat down outside, before hearing the sound of splashing water around, following his sense of sound towards the source to find none other than you, who had just resurfaced after being fully under the water. He squatted down behind plenty of bushes and watched you carefully, a smirk on his face. If anything with the way he hid there was no way you’d be able to see him, well that would be if you didn’t spot a blue tail swishing back and forth out of eagerness, which he quickly yanked down and held onto.

Soon after hearing you, and seeing the way you pleased yourself, whimpering his name. In all honesty he wasn’t expecting that at all, quickly catching him off guard as his tail quickly hit the bushes in front of him, making a rather noticeable noise, making you stop dead in your tracks, which wasn’t to neither your or his enjoyment. Taking note of how you nearly tipped over in the lake before lathering yourself to leave shortly, taking this as his opportunity to leave. Muttering to himself how he was his own cock block in frustration, truth be told he wasn’t planning on doing anything, just getting comfortable to watch you. Everyone has their own way of pleasuring themselves and he wasn’t going to miss a step when it came to you. Later on you arrived back to Jake’s hut, jumping slightly to find him directly by the entrance, tying the flaps down and greeting you, to which you returned the favor. He laughed at your sudden fear to which you responded how he startled you and you weren’t expecting him to be up so early, especially since he came home late.

“Wanted to make sure you ate something before visiting the Tsahik” He responded, placing two plates onto the table and ushering you to sit, to which you did with a smile, thanking him. He pushed your chair back in before sitting in his own seat, right beside you smiling cheekily.

Normal conversation went against you too, asking how your night was and how each of you slept until you opened the subject of how Jake’s morning was. He quickly flicked his tongue up poking at his fangs before answering, interlocking both hands with one another, resting his chin on them while his elbows pressed against the table. “I was looking for you this mornin’” He started, looking at your face for any expression, you just hummed in response and continued eating, your left cheek now full of food waiting for him to continue. “Couldn’t find you anywhere either, thought you ran away or something happened to you.” He said, watching your brows furrow carefully before swallowing to reply. “But you ended up finding me, I came right back home” You giggled softly, to which he laughed as well. “Yeah but I actually found you before then… at the lake” He spoke, not even attempting to eat his food anymore, shifting half of his body weight onto the table and turning to you, resting his left elbow on the elbow along with his head resting in his hand. You froze a bit, recalling the noise at the bush that caused you to stop in ‘the heat of the moment’ you decided to call it, asking yourself if that might’ve been Jake.

“Were you watching me?” You asked in a mumble, to which Jake looked you up and down, playing with your wet hair. “I left as soon as I realized what you were doin’” He replied.

Of course he was lying, he was there to witness the whole thing, he knew exactly what you were doing, but it’s not like you would’ve ever found out.

“I liked what I saw though” He spoke, pausing with the patterns in your hair and waiting for you to look over to him, which you did only for a brief second, attempting to not choke on your food, obviously flustered, he smiled at your shyness flashing his fangs at you. “Nothing t’be nervous about pretty, it’s a normal thing to do, I do it sometimes too” He said softly, now leaning over and resting his left elbow on his thigh, whispering in your ear, which quickly flicked around and brushed against his lips.

Whatever he was telling you was not making you feel any better than how you felt before. He knew that, he just-

“Relax! I’m just messing with ya kid! You’re so tense and bothered, you’re acting like you were doin’ it ‘cuz of me” He laughed, no longer by your ear and massaging your shoulders to get you to relax, kissing your temple softly to which you just grimaced, forcing a small laugh out of your lips, which anyone could tell was fake. “So funny…” You deadpanned, continuing to eat the meal in front of you that was almost finished, turning to look at Jake’s plate which was still pretty full, looking back up at him and his plate then scoffing.

“But y’ know if you ever need anything, i’m here for you, no matter what it is” He said sincerely, placing his large hand on your thigh, inching it higher and higher slowly. You nodded slightly, looking up at him slowly, bashing your eyelids and exhaling softly, opening your legs a little. “Jake..”

“Shh, shh, It’s okay” He said cutting you off softly, leaning down to kiss you, to which you returned and cupped his cheeks, soon breaking the kiss as you felt Jake’s index finger slowly graze in between your thighs, making you moan softly and shut your eyes quickly. “J-jake, we shouldn’t-“

“You don’t have to do anything kid, i’d be doing all the work” He said softly, kissing your neck softly as you giggled softly, feeling him toy with you through your loincloth. “You should finish eating” You mewled softly, pointing to his plate to which he shook his head. “Not hungry for that right now pretty, m’hungry for this” He said, quickly guiding his hand underneath your loincloth to tap against your innocence softly, all 5 of his long fingers cupping you, making you groan abruptly as you slowly grinded into his hand. “Y’gonna let me taste?” He whispered in your ear, sticking his tongue out to dampen his lips, to which you nodded, holding his shoulder tightly. To your response he nodded as well, now smiling and continuously kissing you, teasing you softly as he slowly stood up to pull your chair in front of him.

Quickly two bangs were heard towards the entrance of Jake’s tent, watching Jake’s jaw clenched as he huffed heavily, clearly upset, possibly more upset than you were. He ushered for you for you to go on with your day and go visit Mo’at, and promised he would finish what he started later, which scared you slightly, but not anymore than it aroused you. Cleaning up shortly and making your way to the entrance with Jake you hear him mutter the words ‘Cock-block’ yet again to which you giggled, finding the word funny, soon after saying your goodbyes to him, but not before grabbing your belongings and passing by the guest who had knocked on the door before, the guest being none other than Za’yukto.

What could he possibly be here for?

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Misread Emotions

Pairing: Blaise Zabini x Hufflepuff!Reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: Maybe some angst it’s probably not that bad though, fluff, that's it

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Blaise Zabini was a man of few words, many people found him intimidating, and many others at Hogwarts couldn't understand the little things he did to express his emotions. You could though, at least you liked to think that, you would catch how he smiled to himself when one of his friends did something amusing, or the looks of irritation at some of their more unfavourable actions, his way of looking right through people he didn't care for as if they had never existed in the first place, and the look he gave you one of annoyance.

You could never understand what you had done to make him find you so annoying and unapproachable that his opinion of you could never change, but you did remember the first time he had given you that look, it had been in your fourth year Snape along with many of the other professors decided that since there was a competition your school was competing in they should promote inter-house unity, although you believed that Snape was forced to do it. Snape taking his chance to torture his students even more decided to choose our partners for potions for the whole year and he had pit you with Blaise Zabini. When you had first been put with him you were ecstatic, you had been harbouring feelings for the boy but the annoyance that spread across his face the more you talked with him lowered, and lowered your hope of any romance blooming between the two of you.

So now you sat hopelessly staring at him while he sat eating utterly oblivious to your longing stare. However, you couldn't say much as you had tuned out to what your friends had been talking about until one of them shook you much too harshly in your opinion and brought your attention back to your table.

“Are you staring at Zabini again?” Susan questioned, turning to answer her you took in the unimpressed look on her face and changed your answer to one that would not make her lecture you for hours.

“NO, I have completely and utterly forgotten about him. Why should I like someone after what happened.” You remarked, stuffing slices of peach into your mouth to avoid having to talk about this anymore.

“Because you so got over him after that, and didn't get drunk last year and confess your love for him to us during a party.” Susan quipped back, you cringed at the mention of that party, but even more, so that people still remembered the ‘incident’, even though you were the one that brought it up.

The ‘incident’ as everyone had named it was something known throughout the entirety of the housemates in your year as well as quite a few other students in your year and a few above. The ‘incident’ occurred about a month before the yule ball in your 4th year, right around when everybody else started to ask people out to the ball.

It had been a nice day. You remember that the ground was covered in snow but it wasn't too windy and there weren't any clouds so the sun had direct access to the usually freezing halls of Hogwarts. You had planned it out from scouting, or as Susan called it stalking, you figured out what Zabini usually favoured at Honeydukes and found out about a book he had been eyeing up for the past few weeks. And so you were ready to give Zabini his gifts, ask him to the ball where the two of your loves would be cemented forever and he would then ask you to be his partner and you would live happily ever after the end. Well, maybe not all of that but you were at least hoping that he would accept you as a date to the ball. You had tuned into all the gossip in the school to make sure he did not have a date, even going as far as getting the Hogwarts gossip magazine some of the students usually put together. The ball was filled with people and their dates as well as speculated dates to the ball.

Carrying your bag of gifts you looked for him across the courtyard, having seen Draco and his posey walkout there only a few moments ago, finally spotting him walking away from the group you took the chance and made your way over to him.

“Zabini could I speak with you for a moment?” You asked, your fingers fiddling with the ends of the string you used to tie the bag together. The only response he gave you was a silent nod of the head.

I just wanted to give you this and ask if you wanted to go to the Yule ball with me?” You stuttered out, thrusting the bag into his chest and locking your arms at your side once he took the gift from you. You waited for his response until you heard the horrible sound of mocking laughter. Looking up you spotted Draco and his gang walking up to the two of you as he and the rest of them laughed and pointed at you. You looked towards Blaises face to see if he would say anything to defend you or to make fun of you. Instead of being met with laughter by him, you were met with a face full of disgust, it was worse than any rejection you had imagined in your head. He looked down at you with such a horrid facial expression, if it had ended there you would have been fine but no, he dropped the bag you had given him onto the ground for the contents to spill out onto the snow-covered ground.

“Oh Blaise don’t be cruel, it’s obvious that they are madly in love with you.” Pansy mocked in her usual high and annoyingly squeaky voice.

“She’s right you know Zabini, you really shouldn't be cruel your admirer at least had the idea to corner you alone.” Draco jested, as he walked over to wrap an arm around Zabinis shoulders and peek at what you had gotten his friend, only to shriek in delight when he realised that you must have put great detail into finding out what his friend enjoyed.

“Why are you still here?” You heard a cold voice ask, looking up Blaise's face of disgust looked down at you and with that, you turned on your heel and took off back to the Hufflepuff common room where you could cry to the comfort of your friends.

But even as you ran from them you could still hear the jests and taunts that the Syltherins threw at you, you really should have listened to your friends.

Shaking your head you tried to push the memory back into the locked box in your brain that it was usually located in and tune back into what your friends were doing, only to realise that they had gotten up and were grabbing their bags to go.

“Where are you guys going?” You asked curiously as usually, they would stay the entirety of lunch and rarely ever wanted to leave, though you felt pretty silly when they looked at you as if you had just forgotten the most essential thing in the world.

“We have potions now, and you know how long it takes to get to the dungeons,” Susan answered, shaking her head as she muttered curses at you, realising yes it was time to go, you shot up from your spot at the table, careful not to spill any food on your uniform and grabbed your bag to head to potions with your friends.

Entering the potion classroom you slipped into your seat doing your best to avoid the gaze of your teacher at any of the students you had arrived late to the classroom. Slughorn takes the same wanting of inter-house unity as Snape had done two years ago, although with a much smaller group.

The stool next to you was pulled out from under the desk causing you to tense up at the presence that had now joined you at your table. You could feel his eyes boring holes into your skull as you pulled out a quill and some parchment, pausing when Slughorn called you all to gather around his desk to be introduced to the potion that you would all begin to start brewing.

Slughorn introduced the potion that you would be brewing: Amortencia, a powerful love potion. Deciding to show one of the potions many interesting natures he called each student up to come and smell the potion. You fiddled with a fraying edge on your robe as you waited for Slughorn to call you up, the anticipation slowly eating away at your nerves. You knew what you were going to smell, or more likely who you were going to smell, you just really didn't want to have to admit that to your friends who would inevitably ask once class was over.

Finally, after what felt like hours, probably only a couple of minutes, you were called to the front of the class. Leaning over the cauldron you were jit with the smell of earl grey tea, expensive cologne, old inks, and the yellowing pages of the books in the library. All smell’s you would associate with Blaise Zabini.

Moving back to your spot with the rest of your class you kept your head right at the board to avoid the wanting stares your friends were casting at you. Although looking straight ahead also gave you the view right across the caldron holding the potion, giving you perfect sight of each student's face as they each went to smell it, and just your luck the person right across from you now was Blaise Zabini. Watching him as he shifted his body forward wafting the scent of the potion up. After a moment his eyes flickered up and you could have sworn that he smirked just slightly when your eyes met. But just as quickly as you saw it disappeared and he went back to his spot at the back of his class with the rest of Dracos posey.

The rest of the class went by relatively quickly, with what you can only describe as an aggressive amount of teasing grins and knowing looks thrown your way. But along with your friends being obnoxious, you could say that the accidental bumps of your and Zabini’s hands happened more than what would usually happen. You could also say that there was more lingering gaze coming from the boy beside you, you really couldn't have this happen it would only give you false hope.

And just as you thought once you had arrived in the common room you were swarmed by your friends with a million questions about what you had smelled, or should you say who you smelled.

“Come on (Insert Name), you have got to tell us.” Susan chided as she rocked you back and forth trying to convince you to tell her who it was.

“Well, I did smell some expensive cologne, old ink, and old books.” You answered back being careful with what you said to not give away who exactly it could be, although knowing your friends and what they knew of you it couldn't be more obvious.

“That's just things you would use to describe Blaise, honestly you keep saying you got over him but it is so obvious that you're still head over heels for him. Just admit that you like him, even though he’s a total jerk and doesn't deserve you, the heart is an uncontrollable force.” Susan spoke, wrapping you in a warm embrace as she cuddled up to you on the couch so you wouldn't have to wallow in pity on your own.

Moving on from that day you noticed a significant shift in Blasises actions, in the great hall during meals you made more eye contact with him and he seemed to hold it for longer, in hallways or crowds it seemed like he would look for you in them always being able to find your eyes, it was even more extreme the accidental bumping of your hands happened even more and it seemed like his hand would linger each time. 

It all concluded when you felt someone bump into your back looking at who it was, you saw Zabini walking away from you. Just as you were about to call out to him you felt something in your hand, not understanding how you hadn't felt it there before you opened your hand to find a neatly folded piece of paper.

‘I’m sorry, meet me by the lake at midnight sharp.’ the note read out in handwriting that was oddly familiar to you.

And so for the rest of the day, you waited anxiously for 12 to roll around, and when it finally did you threw on your sweater and snuck out of your dorm careful not to wake any of your roommates who would insist on coming with you so that nothing bad happens to you.

Slipping into the corridor waited to hear any footsteps before you carried on, hurrying through the passages out to the lake where you saw a figure standing, the moonlight reflecting off the lake and onto them creating a halo around them.

Standing in front of the figure you were met with the face you had memorized so many times, the face that made your heart swell and the very face that shattered your heart into a million pieces.

“Zabini what are you doing here?” You asked shifting on your feet as you stated out at the lake refusing to meet his eyes.

“I wanted to say I’m sorry for what happened that day, I shouldn't have acted like that. I was flustered and I got nervous. No one I have ever liked has confessed to me like that.” He answered reaching out and grabbing your hand. Looking at his face it was filled with a softness you had never seen directed at you, a softness that you had never seen ever.

“I know that's not an excuse for what I said but I would like to start over, I want to be something with you, anything, please.” He continued his grip on your hand tightening.

“I think we could be something.” You said laughing up at him.

“Oh and I loved the book, thank you.” He said softly as the two of you leaned in meeting each other as the moon danced across the water.

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OK finally making a list of all the rr apollo/toa related playlists i have saved instead of just constantly updating that one ask from forever ago. anyways

• human at heart, despite by haterism

• toa songz by T (T doing gods work as usual pray hands emoji)

• god of the sun, and the world's worst mortal ☀ by yaboi

• Reading the Trials of Apollo by Julia Helena

• lester/apollo: a playlist by neeks

• the sun singing with flowers by txny_dragon

• Apollo by Ty Lee (im not sure if this one is about rr apollo or not- lmk if any of yall know)

• apollo by poppy ♦

• Trials of Apollo by edwardianbookwhore

• "call on me, i'll be there for you." by greency

• Apollo • Lester by priapus

• The Trials of Apollo 🌻🎶🎸🏹🌅☀🌞 by Lirael

• A-SIDE (Bro Get a Better Hairstyle Oh My God) by flufflecat (THE apollo playlist. listen to it now its beautiful)

• B-SIDE (Lester? More like less... Idk i got nothin) by flufflecat (HILARIOUS naming choice btw)

• apollo vibes.- by dehlia. (it says collaborative playlist but i wasn't entirely sure about the rest so. yeah)

• a reflection of magnificence; apollo by myra 💫 (CRIMINALLY underrated playlist)

bonus- meg playlists:

• peaches by :) (OBSESSED.)

• a sprout grows at the end of time by haterism (DOUBLE OBSESSED)

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☀︎ honeyz appreciation post ☀︎

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these two truly mean the world to me so i wanted to celebrate them<3 i was first properly introduced to ruby when juni walked into ruby practicing 'chandelier' (not the vity one) his little head exploding from the talent<3 it was that vid their nickname came from: honey voice and tongyeong honey bread! and they have been nothing but adorable since... ruby rly is hyeongjun's laugh button! he knows juni's exact humour and utilises that always<3 sending hyeongjun to the floor half of the time. he also plays along with juni's jokes extremely well and will commit to them to make juni happy. juni being ruby's lockscreen for literal years just gets to me... and atm he is begging for hyeongjun to send him a new pic to use and juni is refusing<3 bickery boys<3 they r such lil weirdos :( whenever rubys tension is high he's always with juni who calls him weird (as he should<3) but plays along so well :(

ruby is also junis cry button ㅠ despite already crying earlier, the second he saw ruby get emotional he was sobbing once again</3 also whenever he feels down or is fighting with someone, he naturally shares it with ruby and woobin understands him very well :( it is no surprise to anyone that food is how woobin shares his love and hyeongjun is so receptive :( he not only thanks him and compliments him but became his cooking student and is top of the class<3 in that vlog, ruby was frying and juni went and got chopsticks for ruby to flip the meat without ruby even asking ... he just knew :( juni in starships cafe drinking his peach ice tea and waiting for class the day before rubys bday, video calling him coz he missed him (ruby was not even in gwangju yet) and he was excited for ruby to go home :( and when juni goes home, his family send him back to seoul with homemade seasame oil and spices for ruby to use to feed the boys :( they also chose each other as final phone calls at the end of their lives... ruby still making him laugh even then, and making sure he's eaten...

they r just the best ever... they are so silly and so emotional and neither undermine the other<3 their friendship is so lovely :(

tldr; hyeongjun is woobin's lil baby and i cry </3

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@fusiioneternal​ asked: Is your muse very emotionally intimate? How does your muse respond to people making advances on them? Does your muse enjoy kissing? Caressing? / all for nabs, vegeta, and bardock!

Sinday Qs || Open!

Is your muse very emotionally intimate?

[Nabooru is certainly the most emotionally intimate here and, though she is deprived of the opportunity for quite some time while serving Frieza and for a while after, she prefers to have an emotional connection to those she sleeps with. It’s far more enjoyable to her because there’s the added comfort of knowing her partner and being able to just be herself with them. This doesn’t necessarily mean she has to be romantically involved with someone; she is a firm believer in platonic sex tbh. Friendship feels can be fairly strong for her, too, offering a similar emotional connection if she and a pal decided to fool around. But obviously a romantic connection is most desirable for her when it comes to sex.

Vegeta and Bardock can be, but it’s rarer and harder to come by. Bardock is especially attune to the one night stand lifestyle, since it was what he enjoyed as a soldier and all he could really maintain. With my canon, there is slightly better potential for him to strike up more emotional bonds with someone, but it would still be difficult with his traveling around the universe to rid it of whatever remains of the Cold Empire. He wouldn’t mind having that bond, either, and the perks in intimacy that comes with it. 

Vegeta and intimacy are rare in any case, as he’s very picky and has a one-track mind settled on his goals. For the most part, he isn’t very emotionally intimate or involved with people so, unless he finds someone that brings out that side of him, i.e. someone he deems worth the effort, he is more apt toward it but almost solely in private.

How does your muse respond to people making advances on them?

Vegeta is the easiest here: If he’s not interested in you, he full on ignores it or will tell you to get wrecked. He does not mince words and he doesn’t like the be bothered.

Bardock takes it the most in stride, and will typically flirt back and play along. He likes the attention and boost to his ego, and frankly enjoys playing the game of courtship so to speak.

Nabooru is sort of in between these two. She’ll take the compliments in stride, but it’s doubtful she’ll let them get past that point. Like Vegeta, she’s picky about her partners and isn’t the biggest on one night stands, so unless she knows the person already and has an established interest, she’ll be quick to politely (or not so politely if they’re being assholes) decline and send them on their way.

Does your muse enjoy kissing? Caressing?

Nabooru is a hell yes to both. She loves kissing and being kissed, whether that’s on the lips or anywhere on her body. Same goes with caressing. As much as she likes the rougher stuff too, she likes a balance and is a sucker for soft kisses and caresses, too. Cuddle her. Kiss her. Caress her. She’s putty.

Vegeta enjoys these things as well, but he’s slower to admitting or allowing it. Only with a steady partner would he be more open to it because, otherwise, you’re a one off fuck to him and he wants to keep it as hands off and uninvolved as possible.

Bardock also enjoys both things and is open to it, a little less so than Nabooru but more so than Vegeta. He’s also a partner pleaser, so he’s def willing to give kisses and caresses if it’s what his partner responds to as well as accept them, one night stand or not.

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Want you to know I love and appreciate you and your blog!

sjsnsjsj this literally made my day omg. i love you too peach <3

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☀            @kosmogramm​            {            ASKED.               CRYING    -    what    makes    them    cry?    do    they    cry    easily?

elise    is    an    ugly    crier,    so    easily    triggered        ;        every    emotion    feels    too    big    for    her    body        &        usually    becomes    tears    before    it    can    tear    screams    from    her    throat            /            the    whole    village    knows    her    as    an    easily    bothered    child        ;        they    call    her    wounded    animal        &        when    bigger,    more    bitter    children    try    to    capture    those    tears,    she    offers    them    with    thrown    stones        &        spit    curses            /            but    then    elise    dreams    of    anabelle's    body    dragged    away    by    skeletal    hands,    the    dream    becoming    truth    with    thunder    marking    her    skin    before    she    has    any    chance    to    understand    what    it    means        /        the    village's    children    no    longer    bother    her    after    that        :        she    is    free    to    cry,    oh    so    lonely,    the    newly    born    boogeyman    of    her    own    town            /            sent    away    with    a    well-meaning    noble    woman,    terror    dreamt    becomes    terror    lived.        anabelle    dies    by    the    end    of    monsters-men    that    should    have    been    dead,    had    a    rogue    sorcerer    not    decided    to    experiment            /            there    is    no    time    for    tears,    then,    only    fear            /            grief    sits    heavy    in    the    throat    but    it    does    not    come    out.        some,    it    seems,    are    made    to    carry    rather    let    go.    

the    next    time    she    truly,    really    cries    is    within    the    cell    she    is    left    with    at    saint    agathe's,    dimeritium    shackles    around    her    wrists    and    her    hair    cut    so    short    she    wonders    if    they    haven't    digged    directly    into    her    skull            /            blood    sliding    down    the    nape    of    her    neck,    small    cuts    that    hurt    more    than    any    punch    to    the    face            /            she    is    bare,    naked    without    hair    nor    magic,    left    to    rot            /            there    is    silence,    then,    no    buzzing    electricity,    no    wonderful    power,    chaos    like    a    flame    blown    out.        as    easily    as    that,    girl    no    longer    dangerous    monster,    no    longer    lethal    legend.        just    girl,    just    child,    nothing            /            and    so    she    cries.        she    cries        &        screams        &        throws    herself    against    the    walls    of    her    cell            /            she    asks,    what    for?        what    for?        and    the    echo    of    it    comes    back,    as    broken    as    a    little    child's    begging    tune,    what    for?            /            the    hair    she    never    thought    to    brush,    all    tangled,    full    of    leaves,    harshly    attached    into    a    pony    tail,    that    hair    she    did    not    know    how    to    care    for.        that    same    hair    her    mother    used    to    lovingly    brush    for    her,    saying,    it    reminds    me    of    my    mother,    i    am    glad    you    have    that    of    her,    that    you    have    that    of    me.        that    hair,    lost.        irreverently    cut.        a    heap    of    blonde    locks    on    the    groud.    

she    loses    herself,    then.        no    longer    girl        &        no    longer    special            /            a    bruised    animal    that    refuses    to    be    peach        &        rotten            /            but    crying    only    feels    good    in    the    dark,    when    there    is    no    one    but    the    gods    to    hear    her    delirious    anger            /            she    stops    weeping    the    second    they    are    back    to    witness    her    weakness            /            soon,    she    realizes        :        they    will    hate    her    silence    much    more    than    they    will    abhor    the    noises    they    pull    from    her    throat            /            and    so    this    is    what    she    does        :        elise    becomes    walls        &        silence.        her    very    haunted    house,    the    echo    of    herself    hitting    the    stones        &        coming    back    weakened,    each    time,    until    there    is    no    more    echo,    until    there    are    no    more    tears,    until    the    pain    is    a    memory    swallowed    by    the    walls    of    her    own    sorrow.        /        the    salt    from    her    tears    shall    become    a    forgotten    taste.    

it    takes    months    for    her    to    cry    again.        to    really,    really    cry.        she    has    left    saint    agathe    by    then            /            with    the    elves,    life    is    slow    and    meaningful,    an    adventure    that    demands    patience            /            the    child    knows    perseverance    but    does    not    understand    moderation            /            and    there,    it    is    hard    to    be    anything    but    a    foreigner            /            so    they    leave    her    be,    alone    &    away.        they    give    her    food    and    give    her    space,    willing    to    accept    her    within    their    forest    for    the    forest    itself    has    claimed    the    girl,    but    unwilling    to    fit    her    into    their    life        :        elise,    forever    a    stranger        /            the    walls    stand    still,    she    gives    the    elves    no    name    to    call    her    and    they    demand    none            /            they    nickname    her    dynan,    little    woman    (or    wretch,    when    they    murmur    it)            /            malborne    wants    her    to    perform    miracles    but    all    she    does    is    orchestrate    destruction        :        she    breaks    their    tents        &        destroys    their    shrubs        /        no    matter    how    hard    she    tries,    she    never    quite    manages    to    do    what    is    right            /            and    so    life    goes    on,    difficult,    shame    a    weight    that    keeps    her    away    from    the    camp    fire    at    night,    when    someone    gets    out    a    lute    and    starts    singing    about    quieter    times,    when    there    were    no    humans    to    worry    about            &            no    young    thunder    maidens    amongst    their    cohort.            the    laughing    is    so    strong,    that    time    they    sing    about    her    coming    to    eryri,    that    ishtar    simply    disappears    into    the    woods    for    days            /            the    tears    do    not    come    from    the    shame            /            they    stay    lodged    in    her    ribcage    for    as    long    as    she    walks.        and    as    the    stars    sing    above    her    head    sing,    she    hears    the    warning        :        the    scaled    monster    shall    destroy    what    ought    to    be    home,    hurry    child,    gwneud    hast    wedd!            /            royal    wyvern,    name    that    she    doesn't    know    yet    but    utters    with    eyes    full    of    the    thunder    that    is    her    own,    in    front    of    a    camp    full    of    elves,    all    wondering    why    the    small    human ��  child    is    floating    above    the    ground,    demanding    their    attention,    the    wind    around    her    like    a    crown            /            and    when    the    elves    chase    away    the    creature    before    it    can    do    any    damage,    when    the    children    are    hidden    away,    when    no    blood    is    spilled    and    no    tents    crumbled,    the    blind    priestess    comes    forth.            she    signs    the    human    child    that    has    no    name,    fingers    following    the    scars    on    her    cheeks    with    praise            /            ishtar,    she    calls    her.    ishtar    atta    isil        ;        sorceress    from    the    heavens            /            named,    her    hair    braided    by    dilshad's    agile    fingers,    crowned    with    flowers            /            she    cries,    that    night,    in    the    flickering    shades    of    the    campfire,    as    they    sing    of    the    young    mage    that    saved    them    from    a    wyvern    the    size    of    the    oldest    tree    of    eryri            /            it    is    joy    that    captures    her    throat,    joy    that    erupts    in    hiccups            /            yaereene,    the    blind    priestess,    gathers    her    in    her    arms        ;        and    in    the    human    child's    newly    braided    hair,    away    from    praying    ears,    she    murmurs        :        ceádmil    addef,    ishtar    bach.    (welcome    home,    little    ishtar)    

the    times    that    come    after    follow    the    same    pattern        :        there    is    no    crying    if    she    is    not    safe.            the    walls    must    stand    between    her    and    the    world,    her    tears    a    weakness    she    has    never    felt    she    could    afford.            it    is    only    among    family        (but    they    are    all    dead)        or    friends        (and    they    are    all    lost)        that    she    thinks    herself    able    to    feel    pity    for    herself.        for    what    she    has    lost    and    what    she    has    yet    to    lose.            /            more    often    than    not,    it    is    in    a    place    with    no    human    land    for    miles,    where    only    the    howling    wind    and    khairos'    soft    warmth    that    she    screams    and    cries    and    wails.            it    does    not    happen    often,    nor    does    she    feel    the    need    to    do    so    as    many    times    as    she    used    to.            /            but    it    still    happens.        /        no    longer    the    child    whose    body    couldn't    contain    her,    and    yet    still    endless.    so    is    her    grief,    but    so    is    her    strength.    

the    sacrifice    of    tears    happens    with    the    wind    to    wipe    them    away,    miles    away    from    the    ground,    with    khairos'    low    rumble    to    reassure    her    that    grief,    as    everything    else,    will    fade    away.

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*Linda Belcher voice* Alriiiiiight!☝ - How tall are you?5'6"-5'7"ish
✔ - Sexual OrientationBisexual
🚬 - Do you Smoke?No
🍷 - Do you Drink?Nope.
♒ - Do you Take Drugs?Hell no.
😳 - Age you get mistaken for?Like, 19-20-21.
💉 - Have Tattoos?Not yet!
✏️ - Want any tattoos?I've got them planned out :)
✂️ - Got any Piercings?Two in each ear
✌ - Want any piercings?I've contemplated getting my nose pierced
👌 - Best friend?Veronica 💞
♥ - Do you like anyone?Maaaaybe
🎤 - Top 5 favorite bands?Beatles, Styx, Eagles, The Who, The Doors
🎶 - Top 5 favorite songs?"A Criminal Mind" - Gowan, "Don't Ask Me Why" - Billy Joel, "I'm Still Standing" - Elton John, "Snowblind" - Styx, "Don't Pass Me By" - The Beatles
😒 - Biggest pet peeve?Ignorance.
📝 - Story from your childhood.One time in 2nd grade I forgot to wear my glasses to school and all the kids in my class thought I was legit blind without glasses and they screamed
💬 - I wish…I could just find someone already.
‼️ - Something you’ll change?Well, I'm working on losing weight right now!
💦 - What makes you horny?HAHAHAHA no comment. for the sake of my followers' innocences
🌟 - A wish you’ll wish for?I wish that I could stop having jealous tendencies
🔥 - Something spicy you like?Horseradish!
👃 You hate the smell of ….Deli meat. 
👊 - Something you hate?Donald Drumpf.
🚶 - Are you single?Sadly.
💬 - Can we text?If I know you in real life or on another social media platform, or we've known each other a long time, sure!
💌 - Fan mail me?Ringo doesn't allow it :/
💍 - Marry me?I don't want to get married :/
💘 - Be my tumblr crush?Those are still a thing?
💭 - Favorite foods?Chicken fingers, apples, and tater tots
☀ - Story about your day.I went to work. Not that thrilling, unfortunately. Although I did almost drop a man's oranges as the produce bag ripped open.
💘 - Top 5 celebrity crushes?Ringo Starr, Brian Quinn, Lawrence Gowan, Wilmer Valderrama, & Christopher Knight
🎥 - Top 5 favorite movies?Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Grease, Elf, Hairspray (2007), and The Lovely Bones
📺 - Top 5 favorite TV shows?Friends, That '70s Show, Bob's Burgers, Impractical Jokers, and Full House
✏ - Random fact about yourself.I have won 2 spelling bees!
✈️ - Where are you from?Buffalo, New York.
🚀 - Where do you wanna visit?New York City or London.
😍 - Do you have a crush?Maaaaybe.
😷 - Something you hate eating?Um, do I look like someone who hates eating anything?
🙈 - What makes you shy?When I somehow get attention drawn to me in public.
💃 - Can you dance?I can do a mean Electric Slide.
💏 - Do you love anyone?Besides my family and celebrity crushes, hardly.
👟 - Favorite shoe(s) to wear?My Beatles Vans or my Converse.
🌴 - A island you would visit?Disappointment Island.
🌎 - A country you would visit?Italy!
🌀 - Favorite type of weather?Sunny, 60-degree weather.
🔮 - Do you believe in luck?Kinda?
📱 - What kinda phone do you have?iPhone 6. 
📅 - Favorite time of the year?September-December.
📚 - Career goal you want?High school band & music theory teacher.
🍴 - Favorite food(s) to eat?Ice cream?
🍭 - Favorite Candy?Reese's Peanut Butter Cups
🍇 - Favorite fruits?Apples, clementines, grapes, and peaches
🚘 - Dream car(s)?Don't really have one. As long as I have a car, period, I'm fine.
🚔 - Have you ever been arrested?No.
🚑 - Have you ever driven in an ambulance before?Nope.
🎫 - Do you have a license?Not yet, but I will soon!
🚼 - Do you have or want kids?Maybe in the future.
🔞 - Are you under 18?Nah, I am 18.
🐶 - Do you own a pet?A turtle, and my dad has a cat.
😔 - Something that makes you sad?The thought of Ringo dying some day.
😡 - What pisses you off?HOMOPHOBIC ASSHATS.
😏 - What turns you on?Kindness.
😈 - Are you a freak?Haha maybe.
💪 - Do you work out?Not regularly, unless you call cashing a workout.