#AHH and thank you for much for enjoying that other blurb!! :)

[butchcarmy]

wowww that was amazing!! i’d like to know in which other ways carmy’s ownership kink would show ehehe

I’ve been really stewing on this one… I think Carmy’s ownership kink would show up in mark making.

Hickeys. Bite marks. Mostly hickeys I think. His mouth’s always on your neck when you get intimate, and if you’ll let him. You learned the hard way that he can easily get carried away, littering your neck and collarbone with hickeys.

And ESPECIALLY on the inner thighs. When he eats you out, he loves to take moments to leave bruising kisses at the soft skin there.

I just imagine a moment after sex, and you’ve hopped up to go to the bathroom. You catch yourself in the mirror, and you’re covered in hickeys. Your eyes linger on especially dark ones, and you briefly glance at your thighs to find them looking the same.

You feel yourself getting hot looking at them. It’s a bit obscene, how Carmy gets carried away…

[llvstrous099]

ahh here’s another blurb hehe hope y’all enjoy this one

young y/n x harry

y/nlovesdogs is the private account HAHA i couldn’t think of interesting name LOL

fc: Lexi Jayde y’all should listen to her music!!

hsupdates

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hsupdates harry recently seen out with a new girl??

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harryfan7 did he not spot the camera this time…

harryfan8 stop we need to give him privacy

harryfan11 my man looks good but why is he hanging out with my girlfriend…

harryfan1 @/harryfan11 wait who is she

harryfan11 @/harryfan1 her name is y/n she’s a singer and her music is so beautiful

harryfan33 HELLO Y/N?????

harryfan73 new girl??? she could be his friend

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dailymail Singer Harry Styles has been recently spotted various times with upcoming 21 year old artist Y/N Y/L. An insider has revealed to us that they have been seeing each other for about a year. What are your thoughts?👀

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harryfan98 wait she’s 21…

harryfan9 she so beautiful but like what

user284 i’m sorry what- why is she with someone older than her she’s was practically just a teenager

user917 they are literal adults those are my thoughts…

harryfan31 that means they have been seeing each other since she was like 20… and he was like 28

harryfan74 A YEAR HELLO?? there’s no way they have not been spotted until now

y/nupdates

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y/nupdates harry attended my gf’s birthday party umm… anyways they look cute together

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harryfan11 okay but i need to know what song they were singing together

y/nfan7 i feel like this relationship is going to be interesting

y/nfan19 STOPPP WHATTT WHERE DID U GET THIS FROM

y/nupdates @/y/nfan19 her bff posted the picture but took it down after 4 minutes 😭😭😭

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yourinstagram I’m officially 21 I remember thinking this was so far away BUT HELLO!!! anyways thank you so much for all the birthday wishes :))) I love y’all guys. And because y’all weren’t at my birthday party here’s a cupcake 🧁 and a little surprise I’m having a birthday show tomorrow hope to see y’all’s beautiful faces!!

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yourbff MY BEST FRIEND IS OFFICIALLY 21 i love you so much now we can actually drink together

yourinstagram @/yourbff 😭😭 you have been waiting you just had to wait 4 more months

y/nfan9 stop i’ve been listening to your music since you were 19 and i remember that story you posted saying 21 felt so faraway akskkd

yourinstagram @/y/nfan9 omg stopp thank you so much for sticking around 🥹🤍

lizzymcalpine happy birthday!!!!

yourinstagram @/lizzymcalpine THANK YOU <33

y/nfan19 thank you for the cupcake 😜

harryfan11 okay harry liking this post

y/nfan37 IM GOING TO GO BROKE BUT IDC

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hsupdates omgg harry seen at y/n birthday show UMM HELLOOO

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harryfan11 MY PARENTS I REPEAT I SHIP SO MUCH I LOVE

y/nfan9 I WAS IN FRONT OF HIM AND HE WAS RECORDING LIKE THE WHOLE SHOW😭😭😭😭😭

harryfan9 @/y/nfan9 wait really stopp

y/nfan9 @/harryfan9 YES basically I was looking for my friend because we were supposed to meet up and i turned around and i saw him just smiling with his phone out 😭😭

harryfan81 she looked so beautiful

y/nfan10 the way there’s a video of harry joining the crowd singing happy birthday to y/n

y/hq

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y/nhq the first birthday show of many!! hope y’all all had a wonderful time!!

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y/nfan9 i’m glad i spent my recent paycheck to buy birthday show tickets

y/nfan11 i’ve never had more fun than I did last night!!!

harryfan19 the first concert of y/n that i went to and i can gladly say i would definitely go again and again

y/nlovesdogs

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y/nlovesdogs i never thought Lani would love my bf more than me

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yourbff that is literally disrespectful Lani has known me longer and she has never liked me but she meets hArry ONCE AND LIKES HIM

harryprivate @/yourbff sorry not sorry i’m just better 😁😁

yourbff @/harryprivate yeah whatever still I’ve known Lani longer

gemmastyles omg Lani!! she’s so cute

y/nupdates

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y/nupdates Y/N CHANGED THE SETLIST HELP also she looked so distracted the whole show

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y/nfan93 i agree she looked so sad and not her self tonight hope she’s okay

y/nfan64 you guys also harry hasn’t been seen at her shows as often

y/nfan86 @/y/nfan64 yk he also has a life and not all the time he will be attending her shows

y/nfan64 @/y/nfan64 ik that but he has been spotted at most of her Europe leg tour and the last 2 shows he wasn’t seen

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hsupdates harry in tokyo recently

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harryfan11 HELP HE WAS JUST IN LONDON WHAT

harryfan9 is this why he wasn’t a y/n show

harryfan85 he is so random like why…😭😭

harryfan75 okay but that pictures looks so funny 😭

harryfan9 he just loves Japan

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dailymail Harry was seen making out with Emily Ratajkowski in Tokyo recently. Did him and Y/N Y/L break up?? 👀 click the link in our bio to read more.

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harryfan11 NO HARRY WHAT HELP WHATT

y/nfan7 umm.. not to say I didn’t say anything

y/nfan91 you guys maybe this is why he wasn’t at her shows

harryfan9 WTF WTF

harryfan8 i don’t think they broke up because he was seen at her shows 3 days before him being spotted in Tokyo…

harryfan11 @/harryfan8 i’m going to ignore what i’m thinking rn…

harryfan84 HELP THIS BETTER BE A LIE

harryfan93 HELP WHAT WHERE IS Y/N NO HARRY

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yourinstagram fuck you for wasting my love , I’m better off without you

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y/nfan9 ARE THOSE LYRICS

y/nfan63 OH-

yourbff please y/n put it out alr

yourinstagram @/yourbff shhh it will be out soon you need to patient

harryfan11 are these lyrics about harry because UMMM WHATT

harryfan52 WOAHHH NEW MUSIC also she’s so beautiful like my crush

y/nfan9

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y/nfan9 YOU GUYS I JUST MET Y/N SHES THE SWEETEST HUMAN BEING EVER IM CRYINF WHILE TYPING THIS

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harryfan11 how does it feel to hug my gf 🥲🥲

y/nfan96 HELP WHERE

y/nfan9 @/y/nfan96 mmm a surprise listening party…

y/fan18 she’s out here just surprising me daily

y/nfan14 how does it feel to live my dream

y/nfan13 okay the name in the back??? sijs

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yourinstagram I’m happy to announce my third albulm!! closer to closure will be out tonight and because I love y’all so much here’s the track list!! Hope y’all love this album as much as I do

1. newbury park

2. you don’t deserve these tears

3. homesick

4. drunk text me

5. august 5, 2022

6. cruel intentions

7. hate to be you

8. self sabotage

9. gentle

10. someday

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yourbff FINALLY I CAN STREAM THESE SONGS

y/nfan9 AHHHH THANK YOU FOR MORE MUSIC

harryfan11 I JUST KNOW THESE ARE GOING TO BE GOOD

harryfan84 I CANNOT WAIT TO LISTEN!!!

y/nfan19 OMG OMG OMG

y/nfan62 this will be the only thing I will be listening thank you

y/nfan this is the best news to wake up to AHH

omg this was long and once again did not proofread this so grammar mistakes will be found I might do a part 2 to this i’m not sure if i like this i wanted to post something because next week will be so stressful i need to work on my paper🥲🥲 and for requests i’m working on them hopefully will be posted by the end of next week. like and reblog and thank you for the likes on my first instagram blurb!!

[bordysbae]

hii!!! congrats on 500, i love your work so much!

could i request a blurb with 1. "you're the only one who can calm him down" from the fluff list and 5. "i got in a fight because of you" from the angst / sad list with trevor zegras?

thank you!! congrats once again, your writing is amazing! <3

“not even dating”

trevor zegras x f!reader

🦋 BORDYSBAE’S 500 CELLY!

ahh tysm! i’m glad you enjoy my writing it means so so much!

— ୨୧ —

although you two aren’t official, anyone who knows boston university’s hockey player, fraternity brother, and student, trevor zegras, knows who you are. if there’s a party, best believe you’re there and under his arm. if there’s a hockey game, you’re wearing one of his boston hoodies. it’s a ritual at this point. neither of you are seeing anyone else, and everyone knows that.

you two are practically the it couple of boston university, but it’s ironic since you two aren’t even dating. this has been going on for at least three and half months now, but you don’t mind. you kind of like being unlabeled and so does trevor, but what he doesn’t like is other guys talking about you.

“yo trevor, you see y/ns recent insta post? if you won’t cuff her up i will,” trevor’s teammate dominic says. one of trevor’s eyebrows raises, “what’d you just say to me?” he chuckles angrily, hoping dom is just messing around.

“look man, she’s a nice girl and she’s hot too. you better cuff her up soon before someone else does,” dom shrugs. trevor rises from his spot on the chair and makes his way towards dom. suddenly he throws a punch right at doms left eye, and gasps can be heard. trevor attempts to throw more punches but not before he’s held back by his other teammates.

as he’s being taken outside of the dorm room he states, “and for the record dom, i have cuffed her before,” with a smirk. he can’t control his anger as he paces the dorm hallway, and his teammates can only think of calling you. they take his phone and dial your number, only praying you’ll come over and help.

“hello? trev? aren’t you with your friends?” you question.

“hey y/n, can you come over? trevor got in a fight, and you’re the only one who can calm him down. we’re at doms dorm.”

those words make you let out a huff before you grab your things and head out the door. dominics dorm is only a block away, so you walk your way there. you climb the stairs to the third story, and see trevor sat in the stairwell with his head in his lap. “you okay?” you ask as you sit next to him.

he looks up at you with a soft smile, “i’m sorry,” he states. your brows furrow, “why are you sorry?”

“because y/n, i got in that fight because of you. dom was talking about how i’m gonna lose you if i don’t ask you out soon and i just got scared and angry. what if he’s right?” trevor mutters quietly.

“well he’s wrong. i’m not going anywhere, i’m ready for anything whenever you want it. you know that, trev,” you say quietly, matching trevor’s tone. you rest your head on his shoulder and take his hand in yours.

“so, you’re okay with being my official girlfriend?” he nervously asks, making your cheeks heat up. “you know i am, so yes trevor. i’ll be your official girlfriend,” you smile while taking your head off of his shoulder. you look into each others eyes before leaning in and meeting halfway. kissing as an official couple for the very first time.

[ryuichirou]

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Alright, a couple of regular replies, and then some about Jade!

eh-nonnie-mouse asked:

I'm so nervous to de anon but your newest comic of Floyd/Idia comic is too cute! I'm sure Floyd totally doesn't have any ulterior motives once he realizes what position they are in.

This is such a silly thing to be nervous about since I write problematic content (mostly incest) and enjoy your Shroudcest stuff a lot. You have such a beautiful art style and I am so happy my anon blurbs (the Seb/Ceil and Fin/Ciel and some other NSFW stuff) make you two somewhat happy 😊. I know I don't interact with a lot but I hope to drop more chats in non anon.

Thank you so much! We really appreciate it <3

Floyd is super invested in that game he’s playing, but once they’re in this very convenient position, he’ll show Idia how much of a multitasker he can be >:3c He’ll impress him for sure.

And even though it’s going off-anon is an anxious thing to do, it’s good to see a person behind all those asks :) Nice to meet you!

Anonymous asked:

(Referring to your fem twst art) I absolutely NEED to see fem!Silver in Aurora’s 1959 commoner outfit! She would look so pretty!!! 🥺😍🥺😍

Ahh SHE WOULD, ANON, SHE REALLY WOULD!! And honestly this is my favourite outfit of Aurora.

I don’t have anything to show right now, but I really hope to draw fem!Silver in this dress. Even though she probably spent the majority of her time wearing pants…

Btw thank you for loving my fem!Silver, it means a lot ;w;

Anonymous asked:

In this household we love Jade ❤️

In all seriousness the fandom doesn't give him enough love, Jade is always the other woman when it comes to ships and worst of all it's always Floyd his own twin brother that gets the girl anyways. Make a donation to save Jade from second male lead syndrome 😢/j.

Ahh, poor Jade. Always a bridesmaid, never the bride… I can picture him sobbing quietly and wiping his tears with a tiny little handkerchief… :”(

To be fair, I think Jade finds his position quite advantageous: if everyone always pays attention to Floyd, he gets to not only act as if he isn’t the same when it comes to being chaotic and dangerous, but also have this element of surprise!

He also doesn’t flirt as obviously and as often as Floyd does, so we can blame Jade’s sneaky ways to collect his bottoms lol

Anonymous asked:

by chance, do you think Jade would like using idia as a lab rat? aka feeding him all kinds of mushrooms to test their effects and inevitably doing the affection +100 nighttime-activities command with a very drugged up idia

Anonymous asked:

I wonder if Jade being the awful guy he is (lovingly) would test out every single kink from A-Z on Idia?

Those are two different asks, but I feel like they are kind of connected because in my head to Jade testing out kinks and using someone as a lab rat are pretty much the same thing lol And to answer both of them: YES, Jade would absolutely do that if he had an opportunity. I guess the second option is more possible because it seems less dangerous, and I wanted to say that it would come first, but…. Honestly? With Jade it could go either way.

He could either start experimenting on Idia and it’d turn out sexual, or he’d start having sex with Idia, but then they’d end up experimenting somehow.

I don’t know what needs to happen for Idia to get stuck with Jade-the-shroom-guru and his tests, but Jade would be very excited. I mentioned it our other Jade/Idia posts, but: he would love to see if some mushrooms would change the colour of his hair or the way it burns. In this way, Idia is the most perfect lab rat ever – it’s so much fun! Not to mention how helpless Idia becomes when he’s drugged up… even more-so than he is usually~

[jordie-gvf]

can we maybe get a sam blurb of him getting jealous of his gf (reader) drunkenly flirting with one of the twins and the twins kinda playing into it a little too well? this is my fave imaginary scenario AHH😭 thank u ily jordie<3

sam blurb #1

so theres basically an entire fucking fic here, hope you like it!

warnings : angst, fluff, flirting, making out

word count : 1.5k+

Whenever you and Sam went out with his brothers and your friends, shit got crazy. Josh was on your left and Juliette was on your right. You and Juliette had been extremely close ever since you were in middle school. 

The two of you had gone to shows together, you both enjoyed being around each other. You two could have fun doing absolutely nothing.

Josh had always been flirty with you, which Sam had despised. After you and Juliette got your drinks, you put them at the table and went into the bathroom together. 

You sat on the bathroom counter as she touched up her makeup. “So you know how Sam gets jealous of Josh flirting with me? I'm gonna do it back to Josh. Sam always talks to waitresses as if I'm not there, so he's getting it back tonight. I'm gonna text Josh and tell him my plan.” you told her. 

She laughed and said, “It's your ass, not mine. Don't get him too riled up.” 

You grabbed your phone and texted Josh. 

Wanna help me with something?

Depends, what is it?

Sam hates it when you flirt with me, so 

I'm going to do it back.

You dirty dog. Okay, I'll do it.

You showed Juliette your messages and said, “Come on, lets go get shit faced.” You got off the counter and linked arms with her. You pulled your shirt down slightly before walking out. Josh moved to let you in the booth. Juliette went first, then you, then Josh. Josh wrapped his arm around the back of the booth and rested it just behind your shoulders. Sam was next to Danny, who was next to Jake, who was next to Juliette. 

The waitress came over and said, “Hi, my name is Catalina, I'll be taking care of you guys tonight. Are we ready to order?” Sam spoke up and said, “Yeah, gorgeous. We're ready.” 

Two could play in that game. You moved your head over to Josh and said, “What should I get, love?” Love was your nickname for Sammy. Josh lifted his head up and said, “Buffalo chicken wrap, extra ranch.” The waitress made her way around the table taking orders. “We will both get a buffalo chicken wrap with extra ranch, and can she get another Oatmeal Cookie, please? Thank you so much,” Josh ordered for you. She put your orders in and Sam eyed both of you from across the table. 

Josh put his hand on your thigh as she brought you another drink. “Thank you so much,” you said to her. Sam piped up and said, “Hey Girlie, can I get another?” She nodded and smiled at him. He flashed his pearly whites at her as she walked away to get him another drink. Josh leaned into your ear and said, “Pretend I'm saying something funny.” You laughed at what he said and put your hand on his knee. 

He laid his head down on your shoulder and Catalina brought your food out to you. She placed them down and said, “Let me know if y'all need anything.” Sam spoke under his breath, “I'm sure you could give me something.” 

You pretended like you didn't hear him and ate your food. Once all of you ate, you went to play pool. The way you always played pool, the losers had to do something at the opponents request. You and Juliette teamed up while Jake and Josh played against you. 

You and Juliette played a good game but accidentally sunk the 8 ball in. Josh whispered something into Jake's ear. He pulled away and said, “We want you two to kiss. Right here.” 

You looked over at her to hear if you heard him correctly. She shrugged and said, “I'd do that any day. Come here, babygirl.” She grabbed your cheeks and pulled you close to her. You placed your hands on her hips and kissed her. You heard Jake say, “Again, longer.” 

You sat on the edge of the pool table and pulled her closer to you. She rested her knees between your legs as you two made out. You moved one hand to rest on the base of her neck. You leaned backwards and put your hand on the green wool of the pool table. She leaned forward with you and you nearly fell backward on the table. 

She pulled away and rested her forehead on yours and asked, “Think he’s jealous?” You shook your head and said, “Nuh uh, he's probably hard.” She giggled and moved her head. “Satisfactory?” she asked. Jake and Josh both had their mouths open and nodded. You looked over towards Sam and Danny who were still sitting in the booth. 

Sam had his hand over his pants and Danny was sitting there, red faced. You two sat back down at the table and continued drinking. Catalina came over to the table and reached over Sammy to grab his plate. “Hey Princess, can I get your number?” he asked her.

You looked at him with a look of disbelief on your face. You asked Josh to move so you could go to the bathroom, you didn't want to see him right now. 

Juliette grabbed your hand and turned back to Sam as you two walked. “You're such an asshole,” you heard her say to him. 

You sat in the bathroom and looked in the mirror. “I didn't think he would take it that far,” you said to her. “Neither did I. He does it to you, so you did it to him.” she told you. You heard knocking on the door and a voice, “Its Josh.” 

Juliette unlocked the door and in walked Josh. He rushed over to you and wrapped his arms around you. “I know. I know, Y/N.” he consoled you. “I never thought he would have done that. He's never done that before.” you told him. 

He laughed and said, “If it makes you feel any better, Jake, Danny, and I tore him a new one. I paid for you. I took her number and ripped it up. Here's your purse, you and Juliette can go home.”

Thankfully, you and Juliette lived together, so you didn't have to see Sam tonight. You grabbed your car keys and handed them to Juliette, she only had one drink. 

She grabbed your hand and led you out to the car. You saw someone leaned up against the hood, smoking. 

You could make out the silhouette to be Sam. He held his cigarette up to his lips and took a long drag. “I was never gonna text her, you know.” he said to you, trying to make the situation a little easier. “Maybe you should, cause you’re not getting anything from me.” you said and got in the car. 

Juliette drove you two to your shared townhouse. You heard the dogs barking as soon as you opened the garage door. You walked into the door and hung up your purse in its rightful spot. 

Juliette followed behind you and the both of you pet the dogs. “I'll be in the shower,” you said to her. 

You walked upstairs and started your shower. Your favorite thing about this house was the shower. You and Juliette both had huge bathrooms, paired with beautiful showers. 

You sat in the shower and held your head in your hands. You did your entire routine on the floor. Scrubbed, shaved, washed, everything. Juliette came to check on you and said, “Oh, Honey. There's someone here to see you.” 

You turned the shower off and she got you your robe. You quickly got dressed and put on your magenta zip up hoodie and black leggings. You walked out into the living room and there stood Danny. 

“Hey, Y/N” he said, sounding defeated. “I drove him home. He's at mine, crying in the guest bedroom.” he told you. You looked over at Juliette with a sad look. You and Sam had been together for almost 6 years, there was no way you could just leave him there alone, crying.

You told Danny to give you a few minutes, that you'd take your car. You wanted to gather your thoughts together after what happened tonight. 

You grabbed your wallet and put on your shoes. Danny had already left, so it was just you in the car. 

When you got there, you saw Josh's car and Jake pulling in. Jake brought Sam's car to Dannys and Josh was driving Jake home. 

Josh rolled down his window and called out for you, “Hey Y/N! He’s really upset about what happened tonight, he blames himself.” 

You walked inside and saw Danny on the couch in the living room. You walked over to the guest bedroom and knocked on the door. “Go away, Daniel.” you heard Sammy say. 

You did the secret knock that only Sam would know and the door opened. He pulled you in close to him and apologized. “Bluebird, I'm so sorry. I took it too far.” he said and laid his head on your shoulder. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he picked you up off the floor. 

He walked the both of you over to the bed and he laid down in the bed. You sat on the bed next to him and took your shoes off. You put your wallet and your keys on the nightstand and laid down with him. 

You laid close to him and faced him. You cuddled up in his arms and said, “We can talk about it in the morning.”

[harringtonswriting]

Can you write a Steve blurb/fic (whatever you want to) about pumpkin picking with “you’ve got leaves in your hair” from the prompt list, please? <3

ahh, thank you so much for requesting this! 💕 it was so cute, and so much fun to write!! i hope you enjoy it!!

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“Y’know, when I said I wanted to go pumpkin picking, I meant you and me,” Steve says, sighing through his nose. His breath comes out his nose in a stream of steam in the chilly October air, swirling and dissipating in front of him. It comes out as more of a grumble, and you smile at him as you loop your arm through his.

“Then maybe you shouldn’t have brought it up in front of the kids,” you tell him, and his grumbling continues as you walk towards the group of teens running through Merrill’s pumpkin patch. As soon as Steve had thrown his car in park, they’d all escaped with Dustin leading the charge to find the perfect pumpkin. Thankfully, due to Mike’s growth spurt and how distinctive his mass of black hair is, you can keep an eye on where they’re all inspecting the pumpkins across the field by the time you, Steve, and Robin make your way from his car to where the pumpkins start.

Robin inserts herself between you and Steve, replacing Steve’s arm in yours with her own before she presses into your side. Steve moves to ruffle her hair, and she sticks her tongue out at him before elbowing him in the side. The cool air stings your nose, but you can’t help the grin on your face at seeing the two of them interact. You crane your neck slightly, seeing Lucas ruffling Will’s hair and Dustin and Mike gesturing animatedly at each other with their hands as they traded words you couldn’t hear.

“Could’ve picked a warmer day to come, though,” Robin comments, and you can’t help but tug at her thin jean jacket she’s layered over one of her many button up tops. “It’s my favourite jacket! It’s got all these cool pins on it, see? I have a new one, too, did I tell you about it? Nancy got it for me.” She launches into an explanation as to how Nancy got the pin and what it means, and you listen as she pulls you along through the rows of pumpkins. Steve huffs and kicks at the dirt with the toe of his shoe as he dutifully walks behind the two of you, though he actually takes the time to inspect the pumpkins to see what ones might be nice to take home together.

The sounds of laughter and excited chatter from both the kids you brought and the other families wandering around blend into a buzzy backdrop as Robin’s story winds down to a close, and she excuses herself to see if she can steal Jonathan’s camera from Will, who’d borrowed it (with or without permission, you didn’t know) to document the trip. You don’t try to stop her, and Steve yells out to be careful where she’s stepping before both of his arms are wrapping around your waist to bring you into a hug from behind. You lean into him, watching the barely controlled chaos unfolding before you in the pumpkin patch, and take in a deep breath of cold air as you savour this moment.

Steve rather reluctantly lets go of your waist to take your hand in his as you bend down to examine the pumpkins at your feet. You should probably pick out at least one, so that you have something to carve later and stick on his front porch for the world to see.

A cool breeze whips by, stirring up the dirt and the leaves from the nearby trees that have floated down into the pumpkin patch. You stand up, and they swirl around the two of you for a moment, and you feel as if you’re caught up in some kind of movie as the beautiful yellows and reds and oranges move through the air, leaves tickling as they brush past your skin before they’re gone. You turn to look at Steve, who’s pulling his scarf tighter around his neck against the chill, and you notice that some of the leaves have made a home on his head.

“You’ve got leaves in your hair,” you say, and you reach your hand up to grab the red and orange foliage sticking out of his slightly stiff brown hair—his hairspray works wonders, you’d have to admit, at keeping his hair in place and looking good all day long. Your fingers scrape his scalp as you do so, gently but not accidentally, and Steve leans into your touch with a smile on his face. It’s a smile that you’ve come to realize he reserves just for you, where the corners of his eyes crinkle and one side of his mouth is pulled up just a bit higher than the other, and his nose scrunches just slightly. It’s almost unbearable how pretty your boyfriend is, made up of warm toned browns and golds, standing here in front of you, and you feel an overwhelming wave of love and fondness wash over you at knowing he’s yours and you’re his that you bring him in for a kiss.

His lips are wind bitten chapped from the cold, and they’re slightly cold as they meet yours. You’re quick to warm them up, though, as your hands wind around his shoulders. One of his comes up to cup the back of your neck, his cold calloused fingertips sending small shivers down your spine as they seek out your warmth. The kiss is soft and perfect, you think, just like Steve.

“Hey, Steve! We found the Great Pumpkin!”

The shout breaks you out of your reverie, and you break your kiss and both turn to see Dustin and Lucas holding up an absolutely enormous pumpkin between the two of them. You have no idea where they found one that big but they look so proud of themselves as they pose for Will so he can take a photo with Jonathan’s camera. Robin is laughing and egging the kids on, having obviously woken up and decided today was not going to be the day she gives Steve some peace, and you can’t help your own laugh at the sight. Steve groans, and you see him start to walk towards the teens with his hand outstretched.

“No! No way that’s going in my car, put it back right now!”

[cheesus-doodles]

Hi, I've been following your profile for a long time, but just now I had the courage to ask this. Could you make a headcanons list about the boss? I always wanted to know more about her. Feel free to skip this question if you want ♡︎

kjsnfdkjnfskjdfs thank you for sticking around! ahh i'm so happy that there are kind folks out there interested in boss :') ofc! have some hcs ^^ these are just some general HCs that i keep in mind when writing boss - nothing too specific - but please feel free to ask anything if you want to know more! (and have a lil blurb about Boss and Furu meeting at the end!)

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Boss HCs

Red Dragonflies AU

all around in general a kind soul that looks out for those around her be it in personal or gang life, trying to help out whoever she can whenever she can if the person had done her no wrong

gets protective over her gang, more so over her Reds and her Toman friends, and especially so over those that she granted her protection to (cough Izzy)

though Boss is a forgiving person to begin with - only really gets angry when someone she cares about is hurt to get to her or when those she love are insulted

very attentive to her friends, picking up any changes in mood or expression with ease, asking after them whether there was anything she could do to help

yet at the same time a very very oblivious girl

will not get any hints and will dismiss any hearsay about anyone liking her despite clear signs - basically unless outright told by said person, Boss will not get it, and even if she does, good chance she will be in denial

does not work well for shyer folks (poor Koji really)

in her personal life, school takes up a large portion of her time and life like every other student her age; school work still ranks highly on her list of priorities despite all the ongoings around her, and she puts in effort to do to the best of her ability

the Reds had previously been barred from entering her school compound on the promise of a very painful weekend of chores unless in an emergency

though she had somewhat relaxed that rule in recent times given her Toman friends' wandering ways - not particularly fair if she held her Reds to a different standard

the one thing that has never changed is Boss being very, very strict when it comes to the rules of her house and the house etiquette expected from her guests, more so if they are a more permanent resident

there is a certain way that food must be kept, rooms must be cleaned, and laundry must be done, and no one is exempt from that

you will do it to her exacting standards or no home-cooked food for you

even her older brother once feared her rule over the house enough to comply, and no matter how much your poor Reds cared about your safety, none of them could quite keep up with your requirements

needless to say Furu of all people is scared shitless of the threat of being moved into her guestroom against his will

poor boy fears nothing except that, and Boss knows it well

the Toman founders somewhat skirted the rules by only staying the night, though no doubt some of them (cough Kazutora) would be desperate enough for your affection to force themselves to abide

but outside of house rules, Boss really does enjoy pampering her friends; always down for anything and everything they want to do, and that friend that would prepare and bring everyone’s favourite snacks on every outing

her favourite activity by far would be attending carnivals and festivals, with all its lights and sounds and cheery atmosphere

also reminds her a lot of her past; back when her brother would bring her to the various temple festivals to play and eat, or when she and Izana would wile away countless nights hiding from their responsibilities

although young, cooks like a grandma with 60 years of cooking under her belt would - her food would warm anyone up much like a good hug at the end of a long, hard day would

always cooks extra too, since never know when a few more of her boys would decide to drop in

gang life wise, sits at the top of the hierarchy of the Reds and generally doesn't get involved much with the day-to-day running of the gang - that work and any paperwork that come with such a large structured organization is usually shared by the Wings (given Furu's general incompetency at, well, life)

really only gets involved in incidents that affects the whole gang or more serious incidents that require her involvement to resolve or her web of connections to very important people

doesn’t lie, doesn’t like people lying to her - as long as you ask the right questions, Boss will tell you nothing but the truth and the absolute truth

but she will not spill anything unprompted; information is power after all

loves to take the time to get to know everyone of her gang - has a scarily good memory when it comes to people, one only needs to tell something to Boss once for her to remember that fact about them

an absolute beast when it comes to negotiations and mediations; has always been the choice for go-betweens before gangs come to blows should they personally request her help to step in

and of course for a a hefty fee, since her gang doesn't run on empty

a stickler for rules and procedures, especially when it comes to big, important meetings such as the meeting of gang leaders - hates to deviate from tried and tested ways given delinquents being delinquents would try to use any excuse to start a conflict

though strength-wise Boss doesn't actually bring much to the table compared to the rest of her inner circle; she’s only about as strong as Koji without fighting alongside Furusawa

had learned to fight a bit from her older brother, but just enough to defend herself - most of what she knows about fighting was taught to her by Furu after she became friends with him

like the rest of the Reds’ executives, she holds a part-time job that she juggles between school and gang life - none are allowed to live off just the gang budget, and the same rules applies to her

has

in terms of her past, none of the Reds' leadership had a particularly good or normal childhood, and the same goes for Boss - was given up by her parents when she was a baby, only for her older brother and only sibling to step up and take her in despite being a gang leader himself

brother tried his best to raise her, but Boss had to grow up quickly and learn to hold her own since her brother was busy

after her brother’s death, she lived alone for a few months before finding Furusawa and then Hase

always blamed herself, and vowed to never let anyone else around her go through what she did

completely soft when it comes to Izana and anything he does - has always forgiven him no matter what he put her through against the advice of her Reds

partially because of her associating him with ties to her older brother and her nostalgia, partially because of her emotional reliance on him

was just so lovesick after she was forced to part ways with Izana by Hase and Koji after he landed her in hospital, it took Boss a good amount of time to move on

also eventually contributed to why she decided to resign from the gang and leave the first time

her hands aren’t particularly the cleanest either, unlike what Toman likes to believe - there are just things that must be done when running a gang of the Red Dragonflies' size

not to mention the sway Izana had and still has on her

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"That doesn't look right."

Furusawa blinked, looking up. He didn’t remember leaving any of those annoying high schoolers conscious. though it seemed his initial assumptions were wrong when you were quickly revealed to be the source of the voice, doe eyes peering over at his math worksheet. Dressed in an elementary school uniform complete with hat, you were an admittedly nice contrast to the punching bags in high school uniforms Furusawa had fun beating up earlier (he was procrastinating, so what?), though you did sound like you knew your stuff despite being so small. “It’s not?” He asked incredulously, squinting back down at the numbers - he did think it looked rather correct.

Overhead, the sky was a gentle pink and orange, a unspoken herald to the end of the day, with the heat of the scorching afternoon finally giving way to a cool evening. The groans of pain from the pile of boys many years his age a stone's throw away didn't bother you in the slightest, your delicate finger reaching out to point at the first and only equation he had managed to fill in the past hour.

But unlike them, it seemed that you weren't here to laugh at him for being held back at school again or attempt to push him around (he put them in their place real quick) - you were genuine. "Nope. Come on, I'll show you."

Wandering over to the nearby sandpit, the blunt branch you picked up held loosely in one hand, you waved him over as you squatted by the edge of the pit, your school skirt falling neatly over your knees. "You carry over 1 to the front when it crosses 10 right?"

His footsteps were heavy, the loose mix of sand and dust puffing up as the boy trodded over. Nodding as he sat down beside you with a huff, the tip of your stick traced out something he knew into the soft sand, '16+9'. "I got that part alright."

"Right." You scribbled another equation below the original. "So let's say we have three numbers now."

Writing '168+76+21' in a fresh, undisturbed patch of the pit, all it took was one glance back at Furusawa's furrowed eyebrows to know that the other was already lost.

"If it looks intimidating, you can always break them down into two equations. First, 168+ 76. 6 plus 8 makes 14, but you have to carry over the 1."

You wrote 244 underneath the two numbers, looking back to check if he was following, to which you received a quick nod. No problems here. "Then we add the remaining 21 to this. Which will be?" You prompted, the stick stopping shy of writing any further answers into the send.

The already infamous underworld fighter scratched the back of his head. "...265?"

"Correct!" You puffed up, and Furusawa found himself slightly taken aback at the pride in those doe eyes of yours. You were proud...of him? A strange feeling of warmth lighted in his chest - he didn't think that someone else had ever been proud on his behalf before. But far from being done, you stood, dropping your stick to the side and dusting yourself off before tugging at the sleeve of his school uniform to walk with you. "I find that real world examples work the best."

A caw of a crow from above broke the stillness of the now-empty park, with just the last food cart left along the equally quiet street, the visibly weary employee perking up and jumping into action as you placed your order.

"So let's say we want to buy two strawberry cream crepes that cost 512 yen each." Pointing at the menu which you couldn't quite reach yet, Furusawa dutifully followed your finger to the price on the board. "How much would that be?"

"But that's multiplication." He protested - he wasn't good at that!

"True, but at the same time, it's also addition. 512 times 2 can also be written as 512 plus 512."

A pause, and you could see the gears turning in the other's head. "So the total is...1024 yen!"

"That's right!" Digging into your pockets, the slight jingle of metal as you pulled out a small pile of coins. "And how would we get to that amount with these coins?"

You allowed him to ever so gingerly pick out the money from your palms, pointing out the small and decreasing number of errors as the boy added the total out loud.

Taking the amount from Furusawa's open palm, he watched as you tiptoed to put the money on the vendor's coin tray, though you still missed your mark, the coins ending up in a splatter on the edge of the metal counter.

"Here." Lifting you up delicately by your waist - almost as if a crystal glass - it allowed you to quickly sweep the scattered coins and place them neatly into the coin tray, at the same time receiving back the two completed crepes.

You thrusted one at him. "One for me and one for you!"

"Mamoru Furusawa." He dipped his head slightly as he accepted the crepe from your tiny hand.

Blinking, your mouth dropped into a small O-shape as the realization hit you; you forgot to introduce yourself! Your name instantly spilling out in a hurry, you quickly dipped your head back, before your thoughts turned towards something else. "Furusawa-san? Can I just call you Furu?"

The newly nicknamed Furu shrugged. He didn't quite mind it from you, he supposed. But the niggling curiosity had yet to fade, and taking an enormous bite from his sweet treat, the boy turned once more to face you - a small, fragile kid next to a beast like him. "Are you not scared of me?" There was no doubt he could have snapped you in two with just one hand, yet there hadn't been any hesitation when you waltzed up to a stranger doing homework next to beaten boys of all things.

"Why should I be?" Humming, you nibbled on a corner, the whipped cream topping smearing on your nose. "You haven't done anything to me, have you?"

That was true, Furu mused as he munched, half of the remaining crepe disappearing into his mouth - he wouldn't dream of hurting you after you had helped him so much with his math. And bought him food. That was a double win in his eyes. "Can we be friends?"

You cocked your head in a curious lilt, though your eyes lighting up betrayed your excitement. "I don't see why not." Raising your crepe to him in a cheers, your soft lips broke out into a smile. "Friends it is!"

[thetruearchmagos]

Writer Positivity Tag

Thank you kindly for the Tag, @sleepyowlwrites , I decided to take it up!

What motivates you to write?

Well, part of it's the history of it all. It feels nice to think of how many thousands of people across time have been somehow involved in the business of the written word, and I feel that what I do is in some way an homage to that long legacy. One that carries a personal, and so unique, touch.

A line/short snippet of your writing that you are most proud/happy of. If not, maybe share a line of someone else's work you love (just please credit them):

Uhh... haven't actually had the time to write much beyond fanfic these past few days! Here's one odd blurb I've thought over recently though:

The view from L'Orchidee was panoramic. From twenty five storeys up, it cast its gaze across the bay, whose surface glimmered in the last light of a setting sun. Those who passed through its doors would find nothing less than the best Cagnan could offer, serenaded that night by a full string ensemble striking up a tune. As it was, the only thing Captain Castex could hear was the sound of chewing. "Ahh, yes..." Colonel Francois Moreau, sitting opposite him, rose from his steak with a satisfied sigh, dabbing his mouth with a by now quite stained cloth. Of course, the gaze and shark's smile he cast at the Captain shot down any humour Castex might've been tempted to find in the display. "And you, Capitaine? I hope it is the company that is not to your taste, Chef LaCroix's talents are simply beyond reproach!" Castex's soup was long cold, half finished and currently untouched. A single scrap of bread circled on its surface, which Castex thought of as a kindred spirit. "Both are much appreciated, sir. I only wonder why it is me who you've chosen to share both with. Colonel, again I must---" "Enjoy myself, I hope you were about to say. And why shouldn't you? Tell me, how many months has it been since you last took leave, hmm? Six, Castex recalled, but did not say.

It'll be a while before I get to work on it, bit passes the bar of 'existing' I suppose.

Which OC makes you smile every time you think/talk about them, and what are they like?

Well, Gustav of course, and Higgs too. Fiercely skilled, passionately for each other [eventually], these two have been with my writing for a loooooong damn time.

What process of writing do you enjoy the most?

Worldbuilding, which is awkward considering one of the questions down below! I've been one to imagine my 'Setting' as having a story, a history, of its own, one made up of the stories of the billions of people who've made their lives in it, writ large and gathered in the long arc of history. When I make writing from it, I pick one thread, and a few more, and just sorta bring them to light.

What part of writing do you think you are the best at? (Yes stroke your own ego it's okay)

Uhh--- Descriptions? Of environments, features, more tangible stuff usually? I mean, I do it a lot, and I suppose more than much else.

What is something in the writeblr community that is most enjoyable?

People, and just existing while knowing they exist too! I feel like I'm a lonely person, but it's indescribably nice to know that someone else, somewhere I couldn't imagine, is typing out words the same as me, if differently. And sometimes, they even talk with you about things you like, and that's the real ticket.

A writing tool/device you use that helps you with writing? (It could be speech to text, a writing program etc)

World Anvil, despite my neglect of it recently, really is a wonderful application for my Worldbuilding stuff! I should get back into it...

A piece of worldbuilding that you like in your own story? (It could be the magic system, a particular place in the story, a law, etc)

AAAAAA---

Okay, really, really hard to pick just one. I really like what I've been doing with my histories, of course. I feel like a lot of them, in fiction at least, are... maddeningly easy to understand? Weird, sprawling, gangly systems of cause and effect charting the evolution of institutions, cultures, and technology across a timeline of about 2.5 centuries is apparently one of my callings, and I intend on hearing it out to the end.

[There's also a certain piece of Worldbuilding I love, and which causes me utter unbridled terror everytime I consider sharing it with people out of a stupid fear that it'll make them hate me. Again, hopefully just stupid.]

Tag some people whose works you love/have been your biggest supporters:

I love every one of you!!!!!!

@lividdreamz @athenswrites @hessdalen-globe @dogmomwrites @theprissythumbelina @caxycreations @marinesocks @thatndginger @moonscribbler

[P.S., consider that my Tagging of you lot for this too!]

[runnning-outof-time]

Hello, K! Hope you are okay! ❤️

This is a gif blurb female edition, I'm sending you the beautiful May.

Not rush at all to write it! Just have fun ♥️

Ahh thanks for sending this in, Flor!! How did you know May was my favorite?? ☺️☺️ I had this idea immediately after reading the line that accompanied the gif - I hope you enjoy!

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Something to Think About

Warnings: mentions of drinking

(Y/N) takes an opportunity to inform an upperclass woman about the man she’s been getting involved with.

(Y/N) fussed with her fingernails, appearing uninterested with the party that she’d found herself at. Who’d ‘ve know that your father’s horse winning a few derbies gets you into a room like this?

Regardless, (Y/N) didn’t want to be here. She much rather perferred being at the stables or the track, caring for the beautiful beasts that were the reason behind this gathering taking place. Hell, the auctions were even better than this.

But she had to play the part. Not only was she an owner’s daughter, but she also played an integral part in the horse’s success. Her father wanted her to be present at the event, and she couldn’t say no to him.

So here she was…bored as ever.

She looked around the room as she sipped her champagne, seeing if anyone looked familiar. It took her two passes over the crowd before she found someone that she recognized.

May Carleton was standing alone by one of the tables. Remembering something that she’d been wanting to share with the other horse trainer since she’d caught wind of the news, (Y/N) abandoned her place to go and greet her.

“Ms. Carleton…” (Y/N) started as she came up to the other woman’s table, “I’m glad that I was able to find you,” she added, a friendly smile on her face.

“Ms. (Y/L/N), it’s lovely seeing you again,” May greeted with a similar smile, “how has your night been?” she asked then.

“Lovely so far,” (Y/N) embellished the truth, not wanting to subject the other woman to listening to how her night was really going. Besides she wanted to get right down to the matter of business that she’d come over here with; and that matter was certainly not to make small talk. “Would you happen to know if Tommy Shelby is present at this party?” she asked then, her eyebrows rasied as she watched intently for May’s reaction.

“I wouldn’t, is he?” she asked, sounding intrigued as her eyes widened the slightest bit.

(Y/N) tried to contain her smile as she continued in, “oh, I figured you would know…given the fact that he’s taken a shine to you,” she dipped her foot into the water again, seeing how far she could push it.

“What do you mean?” May questioned, her brows furrowing slightly as she spoke.

“I’m referring to you training his horse for him. A lot of owners have been invited to this gala; I just figured that he’d be on the list now, and that you would be the one to know if he were here,” (Y/N) explained (some of) her reasoning behind the direction their conversation had taken.

“I wouldn’t know if he was here. I have no access to the guest list nor the ability to add anyone to it,” May told her, her confusion still slightly present in her voice as she had no idea where this conversation had come from.

“Hmm…” (Y/N) pondered for a second, “I just thought that with your prestige it would have been different,” she stated before waving her hand in the air, “but it’s no big deal, really,” she then brushed the topic off before leaning in closer to the other woman, “I should warn you about Tommy Shelby though…” she trailed off, her voice now lower than it was before.

“What do you mean?” May asked for the second time in a matter of minutes.

“He’s known for having other…reasons…behind choosing the person he wants to train his horse,” (Y/N) finally dropped the bomb she’d been wanting to since she laid her eyes on the woman she was talking to.

Surprise flashed across May’s face as she heard what was said. “I’ll have you know that he chose me to train his filly because of my knowledge of the sport and what it entails,” she defended herself in the most formal manner that she could.

“Ah, ok. And the other…things just came as something to do after the house was squared away?” (Y/N) didn’t let the topic go just yet, asking her question with her eyebrows raised in intrigue. May narrowed her eyes at (Y/N) as she heard what she had to say, and (Y/N) took that as her just about being finished with the conversation. So she knew that she had to deliver the final blow now. “I only ask this because he had done those other…things with me too, only until I found out that he’d started talks with you about training his next horse.”

“I don’t understand what you’re trying to say here, Ms. (Y/L/N)…” May trailed off, an evident air of uncomfortableness slipping into her words as she said them.

“I’m trying to say that you should never find yourself comfortable with a man like Tommy Shelby,” (Y/N) more clearly summed up her previous statements as she then saw her father waving her over, “you’ll never know when he’ll find the next, new thing to move on to,” she paused so that she could look at May again, seeing that her mouth was parted slightly and that there were hints of shock in her features. “That’s just something to think about, Ms. Carleton,” she finished off her statement with a smile, that could also be described as a shit-eating grin, before she left the surprised woman’s side to go meet up with her father.

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MASTERLIST

[helloheyhihowdyheya]

100 Followers!

Ahh!! I hit 100 followers! <3 I started posting fanfics on here over the summer for the fun of it, and now I've found loving friends and wonderful followers!

I realize we don't know much about each other though! I'd love to hear from you all and how your lives are going, or to talk about our obsessions :) I'm always down for talking about Spider-Man (and Marvel in general), Stranger Things, Pride & Prejudice, The Gentlemen, Bullet Train, (Supernatural in its prime lol), LOTR, books, music — anything you're interested in!

If you want to send in a x reader pairing from something above, I may be able to write a little blurb sometime over the next few days! Thank you all for getting me here, and I hope you continue to enjoy my stuff <3 Can't wait to get to know you all

[allylikethecat]

Talk shop Tuesday: would you ever consider doing a little daily blurb sort of challenge like you did earlier in the year? I literally loved every single one of your posts from that. It also (selfishly) held me over during the weeks where you were posting updates for your fics that I don’t read as much as others 😅 I love a little hurt/comfort moment

Happy Talk Shop Tuesday! Thank you so much for indulging me and sending this ask my way!! I get so extremely excited when people play along and talk shop with me lol

I will admit I have considered it. However, I haven't come across another days of the month prompt list that intrigued me (if anyone has come across a good one send it my way - you never know!) and also it was a lot of work and very draining. I also have a lot of travel coming up this summer and it's hard to keep up with the prompt a day thing while traveling. I'm not saying I *won't* do it again, I'm just not totally sure at the moment. I'm so sorry for not being able to give you a clearer answer, I just honestly don't know.

Ahh I'm sorry that my update schedule is so all over the place (and mostly goes off of vibes rather than an actual schedule) and thus there are weeks that aren't of interest! I do have a truly ridiculous (but wonderful!) about of prompt requests sitting in my inbox, and I would like to eventually get at least one or two of those out a week. It wouldn't be the same kind of daily thing but it would be something, and yes a lot of them are very hurt/comfort 🥰

I'm so sorry that I wasn't really able to answer your question! I'm glad to hear that you are enjoying some of my fics though (dare I ask which one 👀) and I hope you continue to do so! I am also extremely grateful for the continued support! I hope you are having a wonderful Tuesday and that you have a great rest of your week!

❤️Ally

[duskholland]

frat!tom inviting you to one of their ragers and all of his brothers trying to be a wingman for him bc they all know he’s had his eye on you the whole semester 😂 bc your friends would be like since when did you become friends with all these frat bros and you’re like idk what’s going on rn you’d be so confused lmao.

god this is such a cute idea...my heart. cw: alcohol + fluff.

finishing up some frat!tom blurbs !!

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The first time it happens, you find it funny. The second, you feel a little uncertain but laugh it off. But the third time you’re approached by one of the fratboys hosting the party and offered a round of the house’s finest drinks, you can’t deny your complete bemusement.

“Since when did you become friends with so many frat bros?” Your friend, Val, whispers, clinging to your arm as one of the men, a shorter lad called Harry, dishes out shots to you and all of your friends. You accept one with a smile before dropping your voice.

“I didn’t,” you mutter. “I don’t understand what’s going on right now.”

You’ve barely done your shot when there’s a presence beside you.

“Y/N! Pleased you could make it.” You turn to see Harrison there, the vice-president of the frat. He’s in a SnapBack and a black T-shirt, smirking widely. “Do you and your friends want to come and play beer pong with us?”

You exchange a glance with Val, who giggles.

“Why not,” you agree.

You’re swept over to the large patio with a few of your friends, and you barely have time to process what’s happening before Harrison is claiming you as his partner and pulling you around to his side of the table. Val stands at the other end, and you watch, confused, as she asks one of the fratboys to partner with her, only for him to agree, look across the table and see you, then immediately shake his head and announce,

“Wait— no, I can’t. Stay here. One second.”

He runs away and Val raises a brow, but before you can speak to her, Harrison is poking at your arm.

“So,” he says, smirking softly. “How are you finding the party, Y/N? Anyone catch your eye?”

You furrow your brows, crossing your arms over your chest as you eye him carefully. You’ve not spent much time with Harrison before. Yes, you’ve been to a few parties together and played some games of truth or dare, but you’ve not developed such a deep connection that would warrant such attention. You find it suspicious.

“It’s a good party,” you agree, “though, I don’t think you guys have ever hosted a bad one.”

Harrison nods, pride reflecting in his eyes. “Well, thanks.” He digs his hands into his pockets. “It’s all Tom. He does all the planning and organising. He’s a great guy.” Harrison nudges you gently. “A really great guy.”

You start to wonder if the reason for your sudden catapult to centre of attention is more straightforward than you’d first thought.

“—Ahh, there he is, actually. What good timing.”

You look across the table, your breath hitching as your eyes fall upon the figure of Tom Holland, president of the frat, and your study partner from english lit. He looks good, wrapped up in a blue flannel and a black t-shirt, with a dark cap resting on his curls. His eyes seek yours out immediately and you raise a hand in greeting, feeling your lips twitch into a soft smile as he walks towards you.

“Y/N, darling!” Tom exclaims, greeting you with a hand on your hip and his lips on your cheek. “You look stunning tonight.” His fingers linger on your waist for a moment before he steps away, and his proximity grants you a deep whiff of his cologne.

“Thank you,” you reply, smiling shyly. “You look good too.”

“Thanks, love.” The tips of his teeth flint white as Tom beams at you. “I wasn’t sure if you’d come tonight. I’m glad you did.”

You tilt your head to the side. “Of course I would,” you say. You’d been overjoyed when he’d extended the invite to you, personally, and invited you and your friends to the biggest rager on campus. “I wanted to see you.”

It’s unclear if he’s blushing, or simply too warm, but you watch as Tom scratches the back of his neck and smiles almost shyly.

“I’m glad.” He clears his throat and his eyes flutter across the table, to where Harrison’s drifted around to stand beside Val. He nudges your arm, his elbow gentle. “Are you ready to win this?”

“Oh hell yeah. I was born ready.”

“That’s my girl.”

You feel your lips pull up, and try not to let him see the thrill that curls down your spine as you hear him speaking so affectionately to you.

The game goes by slowly, and you find yourself wondering how Harrison, usually so irritatingly good at beer pong, misses even the easiest of shots. If you didn’t know any better, you might be tempted to think he was trying to throw the game, yet Tom keeps you too busy to extensively ponder this thought. When you’re not on the receiving end of his smooth praises, you’re both listening to some of the fratbros who linger near, passing off compliment after compliment in Tom’s direction. They hype up almost every part of his person, pointing out, eagerly, and despite Tom’s obvious embarrassment, how good his grades have been, how he’s been learning to cook, how he’s a beast in the gym… Any positive to Tom that could be praised, is, and it leaves you smiling.

Much to your amusement, you end up winning the game. Once you’re suitably buzzed, you wave bye to Val and follow Tom back inside, his hand clinging to yours. You watch, amused, as the crowd seems to part for you, multiple pairs of eyes following you and the way your fingers are linked with Tom’s. Whispers follow you, and you find yourself clinging closer to him, curling your arm around his as you shy into his side.

Tom takes you upstairs. He’d pulled you from the patio whispering about a book he’d borrowed from you a month ago and needed to return, but you know that his intentions go beyond the return of a simple favour.

“This is a nice room,” you say. It’s large, and on the top floor of the frat. It’s also the room that comes without a suite mate, courtesy of Tom’s status as president. There’s a large window set into the wall, a nice double bed, and even an en-suite.

You feel his hand briefly touch you back as Tom moves past you and walks over to his desk. You watch him rummage through a pile of papers and pens, his watch glinting.

“Thank you,” he responds, looking back over his shoulder at you. His thin lips quirk into a smile as he inclines his head towards his bed. “You can sit down if you want.”

You hum as you walk towards the bed, perching on the edge of the mattress with your legs crossed. After a few moments more, Tom releases a noise of triumph and holds up the borrowed book.

“Here you go,” he says, walking over to you. He passes you the book, and you promptly put it down beside you. “Thank you for letting me borrow it.”

“Of course,” you respond. You meet his eyes, getting momentarily lost in his caramel depths. “Hey, could I ask you a question?”

Tom nods, crossing his hands behind his back as he looks at you curiously. “Anything.”

You bite your lip before extending your hand towards him. When he takes it and easily loops your fingers together, you smile.

“Did you have all your frat brothers wingman you tonight?”

Tom hesitates, a hint of embarrassment curling over his face.

“You, uh, noticed that?” He asks, scratching at his neck.

You nod, smirking. “If the never ending supply of shots and compliments weren’t indication enough, Harrison also threw the game so we would win.”

Tom curses softly. “He’s such a twat,” he mutters. “But uh… Yeah, I guess. I just wanted you to have a good time tonight, Y/N. Some of them just took it a bit too far. I’m sorry if they made you feel uncomfortable.”

“They didn’t. I thought it was cute.” You hesitate, your eyes shifting over his face. “I think you’re cute.”

Tom shifts on his feet, seeming to stretch a little straighter as he smirks.

“And I think you’re absolutely gorgeous.” Using the hand intertwined with yours, Tom very gently helps you to your feet. His fingers slip down to your waist, where they rest, touch firm and warm. You like the feeling of being so close to him.

“So… What are you going to do about that?”

You bite your lip as his breath hitches, and then you let him pull you closer. His voice is lower, huskier, and it comes out lightly as his warm breath fans out across your face.

“I’m gonna kiss you,” he declares.

You give him the slightest nod before looping your arms around his neck, and then very slowly, and easily, Tom presses his lips to yours. It’s soft at first—carrying more care than you would’ve expected—but your eyes flutter shut as you enjoy the moment. It builds quickly, spiralling from a tender union of mouths to an intensely hot kiss, burning bright with passion as you feel him nibbling your lower lip. You part your lips, and your fingers dig into his curls as your tongues dance together, the kiss growing hotter and heavier as you curl in closer.

When you break away after a few moments of passionate kissing, you’re breathless but happy. You rest your palms on the flat of his shoulders and sigh contentedly, lips stinging softly.

“Next time you want to get closer to me, you can just ask me, y’know,” you tease. “I quite like spending time with you, Tom.”

His lips brush your cheek, and you feel him squeeze your waist.

“Noted, love.” He pauses for a moment, smirk biting at his lips. “Care to spend some time with me now, darling?”

You wrap your fingers around the top of his shirt and pull him closer, letting your lips brush over his as you smile.

“I think I’d like that very much.”

[wanderingdazes]

yellow daisies | f.w

summary: y/n recalls the feelings that yellow daisies give her.

warnings: angst, cheating, swearing... if there is anything else feel free to let me know!

a/n: AHH MY FIRST BLURB !! thank you guys for reading and i hope you enjoy <3 {wc: 1,197}

pairings: fred weasley x fem!reader

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yellow daisies. y/n’s favorite flower—it always has been ever since she was a little girl. she would go outside to play with her younger brother and see the flowers all around her. the vibrant color of the flower would always make her gush with joy and excitement. she cherished the plant with all her heart. her younger brother, oscar, would carelessly pick the flowers in the wide field despite y/n’s passionate wishes for him not to. she felt the daisies were too beautiful to have their life cut short by someone picking them. yellow daisies have had a special place in her heart, everyone that she loved and that loved her knew this, fred knew this.

fred was her first boyfriend since fifth year and her best friend ever since first. fred and george were the first people to befriend y/n and the first to make her feel welcome. fred was the best boyfriend she could ever ask for. every time they would go on a date he would bring her flowers, daisies to be precise. he knew how much she loved them and the fact that she knew he cared that much only made her love him more.

the two were supposed to go on a date to hogsmeade and y/n was beyond thrilled to go. from her bed, she looked to her collection of yellow and white daisies gifted to her by fred and grinned. y/n and fred hadn’t gotten much time to themselves these past few weeks due to the same lame excuses studying, or hanging with the boys. y/n understood the studying, and definitely understood wanting to hang out with his friends so she settled for a peck between classes and spent time with her best friend katie. all that being said y/n sat in her bed exhilarated with the knowledge that she was going to spend time with her amazing boyfriend today.

she got dressed to the nines. she wore a light pink knee length dress with a jean jacket over that and some black strapped velvet heels to match. once she was dressed she did her hair and makeup and waltzed over to her body length mirror with a satisfied smile. he is going to love it, she thought.

y/n made her way to hogsmeade right on schedule. the clack of her heels sounded as she walked to the bench that she always met fred at. she took out the letter fred gave her yesterday that contained all of the details of the date. she gazed at the analog clock that was hanging across from her at a pub and looked back down at her paper. fred told her to meet him in this spot at 1:30, it was now 1:32. but she was certain, he is probably just late.

she was wrong. it was now 3:58, and she has been sitting on the same lousy bench for two hours. and each time fifteen minutes would pass her eyes would linger to the letter to make sure she had everything right, now she knows that stupid letter word for word.

“ dearest y/n,

i hope all is well? i miss talking to you, i’ve just been so busy studying! anyways i was wondering if you would like to go on a date this weekend? to make up for lost time? if so, meet me at our spot at 1:30. i can’t wait to see you, daisy.

love,

your freddie”

daisy was the nickname he’d given her in third year once he found out about her infatuation with the flower.

disappointment filled her body as she sat under the tree by the lake surrounded by daisies. the scenery was beautiful yet tragically romantic. the golden sun shone through the branches of the tall oak tree and onto the lake creating an indescribably wonderful reflection. lily pads and blossoms were floating in the lake and a wooden boat was sitting still in the water. the way the water moved and the wind flew through the daisies was enchanting. she came here all the time— this was her comfort spot. her comfort spot used to be in the arms of her loving boyfriend but she is not so sure anymore. she shuddered at the thought and shed a single tear but quickly wiped it. though she was upset with fred she still loved him, and still wanted to be with him. the real budding question was: does he want to be with her? with all the avoidance of being with her she is starting to doubt that he does.

her thoughts were interrupted by the rustle of leaves coming from deeper into the woods to her. y/n looked up with a hint of fear in her eyes but shook it off, it was probably just a rabbit or maybe a deer. the thought of it being an animal was immediately cleared from her mind as soon as she heard a feminine laugh, probably some other people hanging out in the woods. she stood to leave but stopped in her steps when she heard a chuckle, a very familiar chuckle. now she was curious.

the girl tip toed quietly and slowly into the woods and the noises became louder, sloppy moans, chuckles, and giggles. eventually y/n gets a few trees away from the noise. instantly when she saw fiery long red hair, she regretted giving in to her curiosity. it was fred. her fred.

he was buried deep in some girls neck, devouring it hungrily. the same lips that have said ‘i love you’ were on this girl’s neck. who even is she? once the girl saw me she wore a sinister smirk and then closed her eyes and let out an exaggerated moan causing fred to break apart from her and say, “merlin, your so hot.” and then go back to attacking her neck. at this point tears were flowing down y/n’s cheeks and she was frozen in place from shock.

“fred?” the poor girl whimpered. fred’s head couldn’t have whipped around faster, a look of complete surprise written on his face. seeing his face only made it worse, “oh merlin.” she sobbed.

fred rushed over to her and put his hands on each shoulder “s’not what it looks like, baby, i swear it.” he slurred. was he drunk?

“then what is it fred?” she questioned, eyebrows furrowed. he stood there mouth open but nothing coming out of it. “yeah, okay.” she shrugged off his shoulders and walked away with tears still actively streaming down her face.

“please, daisy!” he called.

she snapped around to face him, “you don’t get to call me that anymore!” she raised her voice, now full with rage and disgust, and turned back around and continued to walk.

now when she saw daisies she only thought of that day. the day in which her heart was torn to pieces by the man she once loved. after that day she learned that a daisy is a weed not a flower. that a daisy should picked and thrown away, not cherished. after that day she no longer loved daisies, she resented them.





[savoies]

say it first - braden schneider.

summary: two people loving each other but being afraid to say it.

word count: 1.1k

warnings: bad words, hints of angst, small mentions of sex.

a/n: let me just let you know that after this there are like two more friends to lovers fics i have written. anyways, i hope you enjoy and thank you to my wifey @bowenbyram for the title help. also for the anon who requested the ice skating blurb. (:

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Braden Schneider, the boy who you were so deeply in love with. But your relationship with him was strictly flirtatious. It had been that way since you met him. Him instantly throwing you a flirty comment and since then it was one flirty comment here and one flirty answer there.  So after realizing that your friendship was purely flirting and no more you decided to get over your little crush that was way more than a crush.

Everyone was sitting around lazily  at your friend's apartment, having nothing better to do on a Saturday afternoon. No one really speaking to each other and looking at their phones until Braden spoke up.

"Y/N my hand feels heavy, can I place it on your ass?" Braden said trying to stifle a laugh as those around him did too.

"B you're basically already laying on my ass." You rolled your eyes at his dumb attempt at a pick up line. "Braden you have something on your face here." You told him pointing to the corner of his lip.

"What where, What is it?"

"Just some cuteness right here." You giggled. Your friends around you gagged at the obvious sexual tension oozing from both of you.

Today you had a date with a dude that lived a few doors from you so as 6pm rolled around you got ready to leave. (but of course not before telling Braden one more pick up line.)

"Schneider, that shirt looks good on you, as a matter of fact I would too." All your friends said oohs and ahhs as you stood up. 

"Ok I think that is enough flirting." 

"Get a room."

Braden's eyes just widened as he quickly composed himself. 

"Ok I am out." You spoke up. Everyone looked at you confused since Braden was your ride.

"Where are you going?" Your friend asked you.

"I'm going on a date with Ty." You replied.

"Wait Ty who smells like maple syrup Ty?" Braden questioned. "Maybe that's not the best idea." he whispered the last part so only you could hear.

"And why not? He's sweet and I like him." Y/N you replied. He always did this. He got defensive when some guy would get close but he would never do anything about it.

"You told me last week that he was annoying, I just dont think he's good enough for you." Braden exasperated. Your friends occupying themselves and trying to ignore the hushed whispers between you two.

"Ok Braden I love you and you're one of my best friends but you can't tell me who to date because keyword we are just friends."  At the word friends Braden felt his smile fade. Maybe you went too far but you were mad that he was telling you not to go. I mean getting out was good for you. It's what you needed.

The thing with Braden and you was that no matter how big the fight you would always make up. 

The same thing happened after your date. You missed him and as one of your yearly traditions approached you decided to break the childish silent treatment between you two.

You decided that a simple pick up line would do. 'Would you mind if I give you a kiss right now?'

As Braden read your message he slightly freaked. Before clearing his mind and thinking of a witty reply you sent another text. 'It's a joke B, I can already imagine you tensing up. But I did catch your attention right?'

'Haha very funny Y/N' he replied as you sent back a simple come over text.

He knew what today was. He thought that maybe after your last conversation you would pretend to forget. But a small smile appeared on his face, happy that you didn't.

It was your yearly ice skating tradition. Something that started the first year you met. Whenever the ice rink would open you would go the second Wednesday of the month.

And fast forward that is where you stood as you tried to tie your skates as Braden stood on the far left corner waiting for you.

"Ok just because you play hockey does not mean that you can show off with tying your skates fast." You spoke up.  You hated asking for help but honestly it was quite difficult when your fingers felt numb because of the cold.

Braden's soft laugh reached your ears as he walked to you and helped you tie them.

"Well if Cinderella needed help then she should've asked her prince." He spoke up and your cheeks warmed up.

"What no flirty comeback." His eyebrows rose.

"Hold up, i'm thinking. I'll give you a flirty comeback alright." You smiled softly at him glad that everything about your conversation earlier in the week was being forgotten.

As you skated (or at least tried to) Braden laughed as you tried to catch up to him. "Hey B my hands feel cold. Can I put them in your pants to warm up?" You spoke sort of loudly as some moms looked over at you with an odd look and a blush rose of Braden's cheeks.

"Oh that's it." He said as he skated towards you and grabbed you from behind. Both of you falling, making you land on top of him.

As you hovered over him, eyes locked together as if there was no one else your eyes kept on flickering to each other's lips. Both slowly leaning in until a shout made you guys separate.

Both of you separating and attempting to get up. Laughing it off.

"Maybe we should head home, it's getting kind of cold." Braden spoke up as he stuck his hand out for you to help you stand up.

"Yeah, uhm totally." You said as you muttered a thank you and skated off.

As both of you neared your apartment building you stopped at your door.

"B, can i ask you something?" You looked up at him as he turned around to leave.

"Why didn't you want me going on that date with Ty?" As soon as the words left your mouth you wish you could've taken them back and just walked into your house.

"Well uhm I don't think I really have an explanation other than that I don't like him much." He said as he scratched his neck. Honestly you weren't sure what you were expecting. Maybe him saying that he wanted to be on that date with you.

"Oh." You spoke up. Then both of you said your goodbyes and Braden walked away and you tried to open your front door.

"Brade-.."

Y/-..." 

Both of you spoke up and faced each other.

"You go first." You smiled.

"No you can go." 

"Well uhm how about the same time." Honestly you weren't sure what you were about to do.

"I love you." Three words. Three words that came out both of your mouths. And the response from both of you was a simple oh. Guess that was now out in the open.

[silvermistcosmos]

heyy :) If you’re ok with it, I would also like to be shipped with enhypen.

I’m 18 years old, 176cm tall and have shoulder-length brown hair. I wear glasses and have hazel eyes. My mbti type is enfp, but I would consider myself an ambivert, because I hate being alone for too long, but my social battery can run out as well. I love singing and dancing, but I don’t think I would consider myself good at it hahah. I’m graduating from school this year and afterwards I think I want to study either international relations or fashion & brand management :) I listen to music almost all the time and love watching kdramas and anime. I guess I would describe myself as really affectionate, maybe even a bit clingy. If you couldn’t have guessed, my love language is physical touch, giving gifts coming in second. I love to travel and enjoy learning about new cultures. I also get easily excited and maybe get a bit childish when I am. I would say I’m pretty empathetic (please after all the tiktoks I can’t take myself serious saying that) and I always try to help others, I myself am not really good at accepting help though lmao. also slowly working on that whole opening up to others thing, because I rarely do, but if I do, I am really close to oversharing and that wouldn’t be good either hahah.

I think that’s all I can think of for now hahah. please I’m so sorry, this sounds so weird. also I wanted to add that I loved your reaction to s/o not saying I love you back!! looking forward to your future works :D

- nina

ahh thank you! that reaction got so much love!!! 🥺❤ thanks for participating in the game!! im assuming you mean, romantically?? that’s sort of how i played it in the blurb anyways, but here we gauurrr

I ship you with...Sunoo

Okay, your extroverted? clingy? physical touch? it just screams sunoo!! like you literally sound so sweet and i feel like sunoo could be a great match! 

pairing - nina x sunoo

genre - fluff 

wordcount - 431

warning(s) - n/a 

a/n - if you would like to be shipped as well, check out my enhypen & bts ship game 

"Are you done yet?" Your boyfriend asked for probably the hundredth time in the last hour, making you look at him, deadpan as he sits beside you.

You were in the living room doing your homework and all the boys were in there talking, but Sunoo wanted to talk to you instead.

"Why are you not paying attention to me?" He asked, sulking.

"Sorry, bubs, I'm busy, you know, trying to graduate?" You sighed, putting your pencil to your paper, only for the led to break.

"Ah, guess you can't write with a broken pencil." He commented, "Guess you're going to have to cuddle with me," And before you could protest that all the boys were watching, he already had his arms wrapped around you, pulling you closer to him.

Some of the boys looked at you with raised brows and a couple looked away. The introvert was slowly coming out as you sunk into Sunoo's chest, embarrassed. It wasn't that you didn't like cuddling with him or anything (no, you actually loved it), you just felt bad about making anyone uncomfortable.

"Aw, Sunoo, look at how red she is!" Heeseung pointed out

They laughed as you covered your face and Sunoo chucked before standing up with you with a smile, "I think we're going to have to go to our room if I want a real cuddle."

You looked at him and at your homework, "Or we can go to your room and you can help me with homework."

"No, I like the first option better." Again, before you could grab your papers or anything, he was practically dashing towards his room with you two hand in hand, but you couldn’t complain. You were getting tired of studying anyways. 

Sunoo closed the door and he looked at you with a bright smile, “Can we actually cuddle now?” and you slowly nodded your head. He brought his hands to your face, slowly pulling your glasses off and putting them on the nightstand before jumping on top of you, dropping both of you to the bed with laughs erupting from both parties. 

He pulled your head to his chest and played with your hair. one of his favorite things to do when cuddling, “It’s about time we’ve cuddled. It’s been so long.” 

“It’s been since yesterday...” You rolled your eyes, but giggled, “But it sure has felt like forever, hasn’t it?” You added, squeezing him a little tighter. You were both equally clingy and in need of physical affection so this was an area you could agree on. 

“It has, but now you’re actually paying attention to me so I’m happy.” 

[paradisdementor]

MINORS DNI (18+) SPICY HISTORIA CONTENT‼

Here's my nasty thought of the night 🥸

A/N: This was supposed to be a small blurb or something but it turned into a whole imagine. Either way, enjoy! 😂👀

Contains: humping, masturbation, girlxgirl

Imagine sharing a bed with Historia during a sleepover y'all had one Friday night, it was quite cold so y'all opted to share a bed to "warm each other up!" she said, but she never specified how... You tossed and turned but the feeling in your core asking for relieve wouldn't leave you alone any time soon, so you opted to help yourself real quick, "she won't even noticed" you said to yourself.

Sliding a hand inside your panties, you began to rub circles on your clit, alternating between that and fingering yourself but it was not enough. You turned to check if she was still asleep, and to your surprise she was, suddenly you felt a new wave of arousal as you stared at her tiny body. There she laid, she was sleeping on her tummy with the covers not even on her body anymore as she kicked them in her sleep. She was wearing a long sleeve but her bottoms were some super cute and super short pink sparkling short that showed how she wasn't wearing any panties underneath.

Your mind began to wonder and you just couldn't help yourself, you got up, straddled her, and began humping her cute little butt. As you began to hump her harder, your moans became increasingly louder as well, this, of course, waking her up. "(Y/n)? W-what are you doing? Why are you on top of me?! A-ah...w-what is that ? It- mmm...", poor baby tried so hard to hide how much she was enjoying it, but she couldn't ignore the feeling that was building up inside her, making her a moaning mess.

"Mmm, feels good doesn't it princess? Can you feel that as I grind on you? You're going to feel so good in a minute baby. Fuck, you have such a nice ass", Historia decided to let herself go and let you make her feel good. You began to move harder and faster, soon reaching your climax, soon after asking her to do the same with you. She hesitantly gets on top and begins to move, suddenly forgetting all of her shyness as she begins to hump you faster and harder , "that's it princess, fuck yourself on me just like that, use me however you want". -"Ah, ahh... I-im... Im cumming!!"- she'd cum all over you ass and her pretty little shorts, getting off you she'd cuddle close to you saying thank you and falling asleep. "We need to do this again soon..." You thought to yourself, giving her a small peck on her forehead.