#He probably needs a good bath and shower. but I think the only real things he would put in his hair is spray/gel and shampoo/conditioner??

[myhimbomingi]

Shower Ecstacy

✧ pairing: song mingi x afab!reader ✧ theme: established relationship, idol!au ✧ wc: ~1.6k ✧ warnings: smut (18+ mdni), reader is fem forward, fingering (f. receiving), unprotected sex (wrap up ya'll!), creampie, petnames (f. receiving - baby, babe, love), fluff and after care at the end ✧ a/n: this is my first time writing smut! Idk what took over me but I had to get this out of my brain. please be nice ;-; I'm very shy and nervous about posting this but I hope ya'll will like it! maybe even love it? please share your thoughts and any feedback would be amazing so I can write better in the future!

“Babe! I’m gonna shower real quick!” You yell from your boyfriend’s bedroom. You both have been together all day to catch up after a few weeks from being apart. Your boyfriend had many schedules with no breaks in between so today was the first day you both could hang out. He is in the kitchen making some dinner and you just really needed to clean up. 

“Sounds good!” He yells back.

His voice brings a small smile to your face. You just can’t help it!

You walk into his bathroom from his bedroom and get all of your things set up placing fresh clothes on the counter with all of your skin care and hair products. 

You love his bathroom. You wish he could just ask you to move in so you can use it everyday! It’s a master bath size with heated floors, jacuzzi, towel warmer, and a beautiful walk in shower big enough to probably fit 3 people. The amount of times you both had sex together in that shower was beyond the number you can count on your hands and feet combined. 

You take off your clothes, throwing them in a pile in the corner, and turn on the shower making it nice and hot. The best thing about this shower is that it has one of those shower heads that makes it feel like you are showering in the rain. It soothes you so much, releasing all the stress from your body and mind. As you turned it on, you noticed something different. Instead of it being a fixed shower head, it’s now one of those you can take off from the wall. You walk in feeling as if the water is the same but now the shower head has some new features. To your surprise, there is a jet option which does peak your interest.

You look down and bring the shower head between your legs. You jump a bit with sudden sensitivity and pleasure. You try again and hold the strong stream much longer, already feeling the ecstasy flow through your body. You start to whimper, holding on to the wall for balance and placing your foot up on the ledge to be in a better position. 

You try your hardest to stay quiet but the water pressure was beyond anything you have ever felt. Your whimpers turned into loud whines. The sound of the water kept drowning out the sound in your head so you thinking you were still being quiet was quite the opposite. You end up sitting on the ledge with your legs spread wide like you are wanting something more than just the water pressure itself.

As you were getting close to your climax, you heard a knock on the bathroom door.

“Babe, are you okay?” 

Since you’re so close to hitting your climax, you couldn’t muster up any type of reply. You stayed quiet, trying to hurry before he notices but then the door opens. “Babe?”

He walks over to the shower to check in on you only to see you sitting with your legs far apart, holding the water jet right on your heat. 

“Mingi…..” You managed to say, desperately looking into his eyes. You didn't even move the jet away from between your legs, even with being caught like this. 

He looks at you amazed, a growing smile on his face. “I can’t believe you’re playing with your present before I was able to show you” Mingi bites his bottom lip, getting turned on almost instantly seeing you so vulnerable like this. 

You peak down his body, seeing his bulge getting bigger and thicker. You deeply sigh, moving your eyes back to his. “Come here then and play with me” You managed to say, showing in your face the amount of pleasure you're still giving yourself. 

Without a second to spare, Mingi takes his clothes off and gets in the shower with you. He kneels down in front of you and takes the shower head out of your hands. You whine at him for taking away your orgasm that was truly just seconds away from happening. He just grins at you and immediately starts to play with you with his tongue. He runs his hands up your body, squeezing and pulling at your skin with the pleasure he has from just tasting you. 

You thrust your hips up, aching for more already and running your fingers through his hair, pulling and tugging to get him even closer. 

He sucks on your clit just the way you like it and quickly slides in two of his fingers hitting your g spot instantly. You scream in ecstasy, causing another sly grin to form on Mingi’s lips. He pulls off your clit with a pop and takes out his fingers though he of course continues to rub and tease the inside of your thighs to keep your high. “Why are you stopping?” You whine at him, tears streaming down your face with a desperate expression.

“I need you to turn around” Before you even have a chance to stand up and turn around, Mingi pulls you up and puts you in position. Legs spread apart with your hands on the ledge to balance you. Mingi pumps his dick a few times and teases your cunt with it, moving it back and forth with his hips. 

“Here baby, pleasure yourself again. I need you to scream for me and only me” Just by how Mingi says this to you with his deep raspy voice, you know how turned on he is. You know how this is gonna go and you are beyond excited. Out of all the relationships you have been in, Mingi is the only one that makes love to you the way you like it. It’s always fun and you never end up unsatisfied. 

You take the shower head from him and align it so it hits your clit just right. You whimper immediately feeling the ecstasy flow through you once again. 

Mingi quickly pushes his whole dick inside of you, slamming into your g spot without a moment to spare. “God baby, you feel so good…” He moans and tightens his grip on your hips, already leaving marks and bruises on your skin that you love. “You’re so beautiful like this. Taking in all of me with such ease…” He slides his right hand up your body and to your neck, choking you just enough to add into all the amazing sensations you are feeling. Mingi starts to thrust faster in you, gripping his large hand tighter around your neck, almost reaching his own climax. “Keep playing with yourself baby…don’t move that jet…” His breath his heavy.

Tears continue to fall down your face as you moan your boyfriend’s name. “Mingi…I’m so close…please…” Just as you say this, you hit your climax. You scream, whimper, and moan all at once, your body taking a mind of its own with pleasure as your walls pulsate all around Mingi. You keep the water jet pressure on your clit so you can ride out your climax as long as possible. 

“Fu-” Mingi couldn’t even finish the curse under his breath as he reached his climax as well. He removes his hand from your neck and balances himself on your hips, releasing inside of you with sloppy thrusts, trying to continue his feeling of ecstasy. 

“Keep going baby. Please keep going…” Mingi groans in desperation, still feeling your walls tighten around him. You push yourself more into him but you just can’t handle your orgasm anymore. 

“I can’t…” you drop the shower head and almost collapse with how weak your body is now. Mingi, out of breath, holds on to you before you fall. “It’s okay, love.” 

Mingi lifts you up and sits you back on the ledge to relax from your play. “Do you still need to wash up?” He brushes some hair from your face behind your ear as you look up at him and nod, looking totally beat. He smiles with a small chuckle and without hesitation, starts to wash your hair and lather you up.”Sorry if I was a little too rough. I couldn’t help myself seeing you so vulnerable like that” 

You giggle and reassure him “No, it was all perfect. I truly didn’t intend for this to happen but…curiosity got the best of me. I’m really glad you ended up walking in”

Mingi smiles at you shyly “You know, I really love you a lot” 

“I know you do!” You laugh

“Hey don't laugh! I really do love you. I’m so lucky to have you, y/n.”

You place both your hands on either side of his cheeks and pull him in for a smiley kiss. He kisses you back with a smile as well. “Thank you for being mine” You say quietly on his lips. He just responds with a deeper kiss, pulling away after a few seconds. “Okay, let’s get out of here.” He says happily. 

After finishing what you first intended to do in the shower, Mingi wraps your towel around you before getting his own. “I may need to reheat the dinner I made for us” He chuckles

“That’s okay! All part of our fun spontaneous day!” You exclaim as you playfully shake his cute face from his chin. He laughs with you and wraps his arms around your waist.

“So, can I help you do your skin care before we go eat?” He asks as he kisses the top of your head. You look up at him with the biggest smile on your face. “I thought you would never ask!”

[hazbinshusk]

Can I request orgasm and aftercare for Angel and Husk, please 🙏🏽

P.s. I'm super excited to read more of Stoles and Angel content 🥰💕

I'm hoping I'll write some of them soon (I've started some huskerdust x reader that hasn't gone anywhere yet) :)

angel dust:

afterwards — what kind(s) of aftercare do they like being given? do they like giving their partner aftercare? do they fall asleep quickly after sex?

angel is sorely unused to aftercare, for unfortunately obvious reasons.

so when he first starts experiencing it, he kind of needs it to start small.

massaging out the kinks and stiff muscles is a big one, and if you're the kind of partner who can shower or bath with him (sorry husk - although he's more than happy to run the bath and sit beside it to keep him company afterwards), he's going to be so happy.

warming up to cuddles takes a little while initially - he's usually out the door before the sheets are dry on most hookups (or they are), and the only one he's (forced to) shared a bed with after is val.

but bring him fat nuggets and be okay with the little piglet sharing the bed (and the leds staying on), and you'll get your brains cuddled out.

orgasm — how would their partner(s) know if they orgasm? what is their orgasm reaction like? are they sensitive after having an orgasm? what is the most effective way to get them to quickly orgasm?

angel's a pro, literally, so it's pretty hard to fool him - he knows when a partner is faking. and he will be offended.

I feel like he's still probably pretty vocal in bed (even if that's exaggerated on set), but I think there's actually a pretty obvious difference in his fake orgasms and his real ones. His voice will get reedier, he'll be more breathless, and there's a real desperation in his tone that immediately makes anyone who's watched his movies realize that he fakes it a lot in them.

I also love the idea of there being a big lead up but then he cums with this almost shocked look on his face, mouth open, brow furrowed, but with very little sound. his whole body will seize up and he's hands will tighten in a death grip, but it'll be barely more than like, the end of the moan that comes out.

you want angel to cum quickly? listen to what he wants. kiss his neck, tease his prostate, and tell him how good he feels. praise the poor boy, please.

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husk:

afterwards — what kind(s) of aftercare do they like being given? do they like giving their partner aftercare? do they fall asleep quickly after sex?

husk is a big cuddler. he might not admit that to pretty much anyone, but he almost enjoys the cuddling after just as much as he enjoys the sex.

feeling his partner not only want to be intimate like this with him, but truly relax with him, it warms that stony heart of his.

purring is going to happen, which is a bonus, because it helps both him and his partner relax.

husk is big into aftercare and checking in when it comes to bdsm - he needs to make sure he didn't take anything too far. maybe this comes from some of his less than fond memories of things he did while he was an overlord, where consent got a little muddled thanks to soul contracts and booze, but now he makes sure to check in.

husk passes out pretty quickly after sex if he's left to his own devices. if you have plans, you need to get him out of that bed pretty quickly, or he's going to be dead to the world in minutes (and you're going to find it really hard to extricate yourself from his embrace).

orgasm — how would their partner(s) know if they orgasm? what is their orgasm reaction like? are they sensitive after having an orgasm? what is the most effective way to get them to quickly orgasm?

husk is big on communication, so I think there's a strong possibility he'll ask where you want him to finish.

he's also going to get more vocal the closer he gets. his voice will be rougher, his thrusts will lose their rhythm, and he's going to start cursing the closer he is to cumming.

husk also wants his partner to cum with him, so he'll try to hold off on it until he feels you're close too.

husk is going to groan, his eyes will roll back, his wings will stiffen, and he's going to want to be as close to you as possible - kissing you or burying his face in your neck as he comes down.

husk can be sensitive after an orgasm, it depends on if you edged him. his wings and ears will be more sensitive afterwards.

tell him how good he feels, squeeze around him, and call him by his name. oh? and whisper in his ear that he's a good kitty in the right moments? the man is putty.

[velvetchrry]

━━━━ THE COLLAPSE (2)

pairing: captain john price x f!reader

2.1k. you’ve been captured. *tw: non/dubcon

John lets you out of the hand cuffs when you prove to him you’ve calmed down a bit.

Just the ones on your wrists though — the ones around your ankles are still keeping you firmly in place on the bed. He lovingly rubs a green salve into where the handcuffs have marred your delicate skin, talking softly to you as he does. You’re not quite sure what he says, you can’t help it when you tune him out. The part of your brain that tries to save you from trauma, you think.

You beg him, plead with him, to let you use a bathroom. Almost cry for it. He makes you go in a bed pan and it's then that you realize you’ve been nude this whole time under the blanket he's placed on you. It’s embarrasing — having to go while he watches and then him cleaning you up after, as if it's the most natural thing in the world. As if some part of him enjoys it. Like he was meant to be here to take care of you. You tried to clean yourself, rip the cloth from his hands, but he warned you in a low growl not to and it scared you straight enough to let him continue.

You’re too smart to ask him to let you go. That can’t happen yet. No — you’re going to have to earn your freedom, little by little, like you did with the handcuffs. You almost did beg him to let you go in the beginning, when you were still in hysterics. John is smart. He’s a planner. That much has been obvious from the start.

The first night John feeds you every bite himself. It’s homemade soup and bread and you hate yourself for thinking how good it is. You briefly considered a hunger strike but realize not only would he probably force feed you — you also wouldn’t accomplish anything from it. You need to keep your strength up.

It’s been a few days, as far as you can tell, and that’s only by keeping track of the meals John’s been feeding you. They are actual meals too. Breakfast is sausage or bacon with toast and eggs. Lunch varies, but usually something light (you found the soup from the first night was actually his leftovers from lunch that day). Dinner is a full, homecooked meal — meats, veggies, the works. John’s even promised dessert when you ‘earn’ it, but hasn’t said what that means yet.

He doesn’t seem to take issue with your silence. You’ve barely spoken to him since he brought you down here, but he’s also been relatively quiet — only saying what he deems necessary, only soothing when rubbing that damn stinging green paste on your wrists. It discolors your skin but actually seems to be working.

No matter how hard you try, you always fall asleep at night — you get tucked in after dinner, he reads to you from his book (he’s currently reading The Old Man and the Sea), and he ends the night by kissing you softly on the forehead, turning the lights all the way off as he exits. You wait about 30 seconds before scrubbing where his lips met your skin, facial hair leaving a slight burn behind.

On the fourth day after breakfast, John enters the room, a caddy in one hand and a bucket of steaming water in the other. You can just barely make out the tops of bottles and a rag or two in the caddy from where you lay on the bed. He kicks the stool over to the bed you’ve been calling home and takes a seat.

“Time for a bath, love.”

Your throat is scratchy from underuse, but you still let out a small thank you — even if it is just a whore’s bath and not a real shower, you’ll take anything. You sit up on one elbow and reach with you other hand for one of the rags. John tsks at you.

“No, darling.”

Eyes wide as saucers, you look up at him. “B.. but you.. you said I could have a bath.”

“You are havin’ a bath,” he states matter of factly, as he plops a rag into the steaming hot bucket.

John grabs a towel and rips off the blankets covering you. You can’t stop the shiver that ripples down your spine, the whine that escapes from low in your throat. He shimmies the towel underneath you, caressing your side with light touches as he does.

John reaches down to grab the rag and wrings out the excess. He wraps it around a bar of soap and gently, very gently, starts to massage it into your skin. He starts with your feet, working his way up and up and up.

He dips the rag back into the bucket just before he reaches the seam of your pussy and a fat tear rolls down the side of your cheek. He swipes it away with his big thumb without a second’s thought. “Shh, now. None of that love.”

The rag runs across the outside of your lips gently and you let out a muted whimper. John grunts and palms the tenting in his pants before continuing to wash you. When he gets to your breasts he takes extra care to clean them as delicately as he can.

Once he’s finished on top, his strong arms grab you to sit you up. He sits on the bed behind you and washes your back hurriedly compared to the rest of your body. Once he’s finished, he takes the other wettened rag and quickly wipes the soapy residue from your skin.

“If you’re a good girl, I’ll wash your hair too,” he murmurs, his scruff brushing against your ear. Your body shudders in response. “You gonna be a good girl for me?”

Your lip finds purchase between your teeth before you decide to nod in response.

“Good,” he practically purrs, before getting up from the bed. He pushes you down onto your back with a tenderness you didn't know was possible.

“Now for the inside.”

Your brow furrows in confusion. “Wha-” you start, before you’re cut off. John’s warm mouth wraps around your folds, his tongue spreading you open. A whoosh of air releases from you and your hips buck up towards the ceiling. John reacts immediately and wraps a strong arm around you, effortlessly keeping you on the bed as his tongue assaults your sweet pussy. He laps up your juices like you’re the first water he's come across after days in the desert. Like he just found the fountain of youth between your legs.

You squirm and try to push yourself back towards the head of the bed, but it's useless under his firm grip. You’re not sure if your tears are because of just how insanely fucking good this feels or because you want him to stop. You should want him to stop… right?

“Sit. Still,” he growls, hot breath against your folds making you shudder. His tongue laps against you, splitting you open. It’s so wet. All of it. You feel the wetness pool against the towel beneath you; across your inner thighs; inside of you. John’s beard irritates your skin slightly as he assaults you.

John backs his mouth away from you only for a second to coat one of his thick fingers in saliva. He rubs it against you and you jump, a yelp escaping your lips. He hums to himself and he slowly rubs his finger up and down and around to your clit before he pushes his tongue inside of you again. You bite your lip hard enough that a metallic tang assaults your senses for a brief moment.

He splits you open slowly with that thick finger, dragging through your folds until he’s pushing inside. He’s purposeful in his movements. Once his finger is in to the hilt, he gives you a short lick. You whine. “Good little kitten,” he murmurs.

His finger rubs against your gummy walls while his tongue laps against your cunt with a ferocity you didn’t know existed. You can’t hold back your moans of pleasure now — you’re crying out for him. Screaming his name. Begging him to stop. Heat shoots up your spine and pools in your core. Your hips buck off the bed — or at least they try to but you can’t fight against the grip John has on your hips.

He only pauses for a moment to console you. “Shh, love. You can take it. Go on now, take it.”

He slips a second large finger inside of you and the stretch has you moaning. You struggle to catch your breath. Your toes curl, you grip the sheets hard enough to rip the fabric.

You ride out your orgasm on John’s face and fingers. Tears well in your eyes and spill down the side of your cheeks. John hums in approval the entire time.

His face is drenched when he sits up to look at you. He winces as he palms his stiffened cock. You suck in a terrified breath.

“We’ll start slow, love. Even though you let that wanker fuck you the first night,” he says with a growl. John unzips his jeans and pushes them along with his boxers off his thighs, flinching slightly when they catch on his thick length. His cock springs free and slaps against his stomach and your mouth waters. A shiver trails down your spine.

John approaches you like a predator approaching his prey. Steady, confident in his success. You know then that you’re absolutely fucked. You’ve known it for a while, in the back of your mind, but this solidifies it. Watching him saunter over to you, heavy cock palmed in his fist.

He pushes his head against your lips and you squish you eyes closed, mouth shut firmly. “Now, now pet… it’s my turn.” He brings his large thumb to your lips, his other fingers cupping the underside of your jaw as he pushes his thumb solidly into your mouth. His thumbnail grazes your gums as he forces your jaw to unclench and open around his thumb.

“No teeth,” he warns lowly, before slowly bringing his cock to your lips. Prespend wettens the tip and makes it glide into your barely open mouth. He pushes until he hits the back of your throat and you involuntarily choke, teeth barely grazing his fat cock.

He flicks your nose hard enough that you feel as if you just went underwater without holding your breath. “Watch it,” he growls. He goes achingly slow as he pulls back out, a string of your saliva the only thing connecting you two. Another tear falls and he gently wipes it away. The delicate skin on the side of your eyes starts to burn.

He fists some of your hair at the back of your head before pushing himself in again. You start to choke before he’s soothing you. “Easy, love. Breath through your nose,” he gently commands — voice low and scratchy — all while petting your hair. You do as he asks but only because you can’t get enough oxygen to your lungs.

“Little further,” he coos, slowly sliding himself again to the back of your throat. Your nose tickles on the dark coarse hair of his pelvis. He grunts at the squeeze. John watches you reverently in this position. He’s never seen anything more beautiful in his life. He can’t wait to break your stubborn streak, once he fucks your pretty little cunt. Can’t wait to stretch you open, feel your walls clench around him. You’ll be a good girl then. He just knows it.

Both of his large hands paw at your head now as he sets a steady pace. He almost cums just looking at the sight of you taking him. It takes every last bit of his reserve not to just blow his load right there. He grunts and shudders everytime his tip slams into the soft wall of your throat. Saliva runs down your mouth, tear tracks marking your beautiful skin. The prettiest sight he’s ever seen.

He fucks your mouth until he can’t hold on any longer. Ropes of his cum trickle down your throat and he pulls out faster than he would like to in order to keep your jaw closed completely. He watches you carefully as you struggle to swallow his load. Once he’s certain you have, he lets go of your face and you suck in a deep breath. You sputter, your lungs burn. The thick coating of him lines the inside of your mouth and you try not to gag.

“Sweet kitten,” he soothes, lovingly petting your head. “Come now, let’s wash your hair.”

[1-ker0sene-1]

❤️❤️ah, I didn't want to dump requests into your inbox in case it came off as "cater more to ME" but if you do take requests.. I've been struggling with serious fatigue and migraines lately (Dr and I have no idea what's causing it) so I've had a hard time dragging myself out of bed and taking care of myself. Which of the cod boys do you think would find ways to help? I think Simon would be gentle but absolute in his caretaking. I bet he would hold me upright in the shower, whereas Gaz would share a bubble bath and order takeout :')

{I hope you get some answers soon anon! And don't be worried about sending requests! I love getting them ♥️}

Personally, I think each of the 141 would have similar yet subtly different approaches.

Price

John is a worrier. Always has been. The man exudes stress when it comes to the ones he loves, especially when they're in pain. He'll bundle you up in some blankets, carry you to the couch and turn down the lights. Letting you rest comfortably.

Without taking his eyes off you, he's probably in the kitchen talking to your doctor on the phone. He wants to know how to help you, not having answers frustrates him.

The rest of the time is about you. He'll get you some migraine medication. He's definitely making you eat a lot of fruit because he read somewhere it helps with headaches. He doesn't want to toss you around, just trying to keep you comfortable.

He also will not tolerate if you feel guilty about being so exhausted.

"You just don't feel good love.. don't you worry about a thing. Just let me take care of you. It's what you deserve."

Gaz

Kyle, dear Lord, will take such good care of you. Like it's second nature. From the moment you wake up, you're held close in his arms. As soon as you stir in pain he'll ask what's going on, pressing kisses to your skin.

You're gonna be pampered the entire day. The room is only lit by some candles, he'll carry you from bed to a warm bath. Stripping down and joining you as well. You won't have to lift a finger, not that he'll let you anyways- definitely not an excuse to wash and play with your hair.

He'll wave you off anytime you say that you feel like you're burdening him.

"You know I like takin' care of you anyways"

He might leave to go get you medicine real quick, probably sits in the tea aisle as well- trying to find something that helps with migraines.

Soap

Johnny, the sweet bastard, kinda takes this to have a lazy day with you. If anyone, he's the one ordering take out with you. Arms wrapped around your waist, kissing on your stomach and snuggling into you.

"my poor wee lass.."

Cooing and doting after you. You aren't getting up even if you want to. He's pulling you right back in bed, whining to not over exert yourself.

"You tell me what you need hen."

And you somewhat have to, he doesn't really know exactly what to do. But he'll do anything you ask of him. Get your medication, get you some water, practically spoon feeds you. Opens the windows to get you some fresh air. If you're cold, well he's right there to warm you up.

Ghost

Simon is more of a watch dog. At your side constantly. If you want up and around, he won't stop you. But the moment you look too exhausted, or wince from your migraine? You're getting scooped up and taken back to bed. He just wants what's best for you.

Anon is right about the shower. He'll hold you up against him, lips pressed to your forehead. Supporting you against his body, mumbling sweet words into your skin as he washes you up. Swaying the both of you slightly together with a deep rumbling hum.

"I'm right here doll.. I'm not leaving ya.."

He mutters. Simon can sometimes be a hard ass, even in your relationship. But when you're hurting like this? He can't have a mean bone in his body. Every little thing you do, you're getting so much praise for it. He knows how tired you are, you're doing so well.

[hyomaluvr]

Bachira Meguru - NSFW Alphabet

cw // mentions of public sex, D could be construed as cnc if you squint, mention of boobs and panties but could be applied to any gender tbh, not proofread

Aftercare: Bachira can barely stay awake after sex, but that’s only because he’s blown his load in you like six or seven times. He’s greedy, taking whatever he wants. He’ll go for a shower or bath with you afterwards, but he’s probably gonna be rawing you again.

Body parts: His favorite part of himself isn’t something he’s really ever considered. When you ask, he tilts his head in confusion as though you’ve asked something in a different language. After some though, he says his lips, since he gets to put them on yours. His favorite part of yours though? He doesn’t hesitate. He probably literally cheers “Boobies!” before washi-washi-ing you from the back self indulgently.

Cum: He wants it in you. He really hates condoms, but he’ll use them if you insist. That said, he’ll make his own personal art project out of you, drooling over how his cum paints your face, boobs, tummy, thighs, ass, you name it. He also really like the feeling of your cum flowing around his cock.

Dirty secret: Hear me out— panty sniffer. Absolutely the type of guy to jerk it using your dirty panties around his dick with another pair over his nose. His eyes are rolling back as he takes deep huffs, spurred by his lust. Although he does feel a little bad…but, should he? You’re his, right?

Experience: Bachira is a virgin. No friends means no partners means no sex. He doesn’t even know how to instigate it right. It actually takes a few rejections for him to understand the correct cues for it. He’ll pounce on you and ask for it, taking you totally by surprise since he’s never even mentioned it before! But he’ll keep waiting, and he’s not a predator, so no worries.

Favorite position: Anything where he can see how your tits bounce when his dick plunges into you. He’s a simple man, really.

Goofy: It’s Bachira, let’s be for real right now. He’s here to have fun and show his love to you! It’s always a good time, an enjoyable experience in which he wants you to feel comfortable.

Hair: Bachira is definitely not well groomed. I’m not sure he’s ever shaved in his life honestly. It adds to the Bachira experience.

Intimacy: Despite his innate perversion, there are sometimes when his lips are pressed softly against yours with the mood not escalating like it normally would when sex is instigated. This kind of sex makes his heart race. It’s rare, but he looks at you without his signature smile, pupils dilated and breath shaky. He can barely take his lips off of you during it, and it’s pretty much exclusively missionary with his fingers laced in yours. Soft moans of “You’re the only person I ever want to see me like this” and “I can never see anyone but you”. He’s never been dishonest with his feelings, after all.

Jack off: He never takes his time. He’s always fisting his cock quickly, jerking off his frustration, pain, and stress. It works like a charm, especially after he meets you. Unfortunately when he’s away from you for a while, he can’t even get it up. He’s down horrendous.

Kink: Biting. Hickies. Public sex. Stoner sex. BDSM (either position).

Location: He loves to do it in the bath or shower, or right by the pitch. Places where he typically shares with others essentially.

Motivation: A lot of the time he doesn’t get horny for specific reasons with you. Sometimes it’s just like a switch is flipped and he’s made up his mind— he wants you and he will have you. However a sure fire way to get him on the rocks is with any kind of skinship that puts any of your pretty parts near his own or somewhere he can feel.

No: He doesn’t have many turn offs, open to anything. One thing he absolutely hates the thought of though is being cucked. He can’t let you go. He won’t let you go. Why would you need anyone but him??? Why would you even think about anyone but him!? The thought makes his stomach hurt.

Oral: Bachira is good with his tongue. He’s wild with it, ravenous, and he’ll put it in whatever hole you want. Be warned though, this is for his pleasure. He’s not going to stop until he’s gotten his fix (which if you’re sitting on his face can go up to an hour or so). Bachira’s not that good at receiving head though, even though it’s his favorite. Again, he’s hardly experienced, he makes mistakes. He’s over eager, bucking his hips too far into your throat sometimes, but there’s always a flash of worry in his eyes before he calms down as you keep going with assurance that it’s fine. It’s just so hard to control himself sometimes.

Pace: Once again, so eager and excited during sex. He’s trying to not be too quick, but ultimately after a while you end up getting used to him speeding up when he gets close. At the beginning, he even slips out sometimes because he’s so excited.

Quickie: He hates quickies because he can’t keep using your holes, but he loves them because they’re so fun! He gets a rush from the worry of getting caught somewhere, or being late.

Risk: Experimental, open to anything, willing to get caught as long as they don’t get a good look at you. You’re his.

Stamina: He can go for a long time. Probably literally all night if you’d let him. How long does he last though? That’s…a little more embarrassing for him. Especially at the beginning. He initially starts cumming in you a bunch of times because by the time you cum once he’s came three times. He’s really, truly embarrassed and cringing then, but he’s so cute that you can’t help but coo at him and baby him about it.

Toys: Bachira definitely has butt plugs, just to try it since he spent a lot of time lonely. He doesn’t like it much since it just sits there, but he does like putting them in you. He thinks you’re so cute when he see how full you are from all angles! Would be more than open to getting pegged, and he likes rope.

Unfair: He’ll give you what you want, but he’s a huge tease about it. He’ll make you embarrass yourself by articulating your perverted desires, or make a deal with you for it.

Volume: He’s such a slut. He’ll moan, whimper, whine at max volume whenever he feels the need. It just feels so good and he can’t help himself! Again, embarrassing for him at first since he’s trying to be sexy! Even the most unabashed people get embarrassed when they’ve never done something like this before sometimes, but now he likes how it riles you up.

Wild Card: Bachira has a fat ass!!!!! Definitely muscle toned, but cute, perky, and somewhere he practically mews with pleasure when it’s squeezed. Only because it surprises him. Also, he doesn’t care about “sub or dom”, so he’ll do whatever is fun and feels good in the moment, so expect lap dances and (his) ass eating.

X-ray: Smaller arms and pecs, thick, muscular thighs. Although all of him is muscular. 5 and a half inch cock, slight curve to the right, medium thickness. He’s very average, but on Bachira it all just looks pretty.

Yearning: He wants to go constantly. It’s only when he’s zeroed in on soccer or practicing he’ll reject it, but he’ll repay you for it later. Don’t misunderstand though, his sex drive comes entirely from his love and obsession with you.

Zzz: He falls asleep pretty much instantly afterwards. He worked hard after all! He probably gave you 13 orgasms, and you gave him like 20!! He’s a snuggler though, and canonically a thumb sucker. He’s so cute when he snuggles between your your chest, although there have been times when he’s half awake and starts sucking on your nipples after a while instead of his thumb just to fluster you.

[mychlapci]

I think at some point, the rescue would have to recognize that this is as good as it gets for k9 Prowl and just… have to place him with a long-term caretaker. They’re not about to execute a mech for being abused, no matter how difficult his circumstances make him to care for. They have to transition him out of the rescue setting when they stop making good progress; they need that kennel for new rescues. Personally, I bet leaving a rescue setting to a ‘home’ setting would actually have more results for Prowl’s healing but idk. He’d officially be a retired k9 unit, still much closer to a pet mech than a person. But consistent 1-on-1 attention is what he needs.

And a dedicated caretaker could probably adjust to the fact that yeah, making Prowl sit at a table to eat freaks him out a lot more than letting him sip his cube on the floor next to them. As long as you let him sit on the floor, he’ll drink his cube like a person instead of mashing his face into it. Added bonus: it doesn’t put him in high alert and leave him anxious and high strung all day.

Teaching him to use the toilet is easy, but the shower is harder. Prowl hates being dirty but fears the small box with the loud rain!! He doesn’t like the hose!! He will, however, consent to being wiped down with a rag. And he loves a warm bath, no matter how impractical. His caretaker will let him sit in it until the solvent/water gets cold because 1) he loves it and 2) he will /sulk/ if you take him out before he’s ready. Prowl will even paw at himself with the rag a little if you leave him one! Self grooming is progress, no matter how clumsy.

Getting him to speak freely is infinitely harder, but he’d have no problem learning the “check in” command! It only makes sense that his handler wants to know Prowl’s condition, after all. They’d have to trick him into having opinions, but taking him for walkies is a great way of getting him to use his mind and his words. All it takes is a little hmm-ing or a “I wonder what happened here?” and Prowl almost cannot contain himself. Full body wiggles trying to keep his mouth shut, but /this/ owner wants him to speak so? Maybe? It’s okay? And he’d veeeery carefully answer— just a quick, quiet one!! Nothing too bad, he’s still a good boy! But they only smile at him and pet him a little on the shoulder. Not the helm, not on their walkie. Prowl’s performing the “undercover” command, so he’s walking like a real mech. Perfect for keeping criminals from realizing there’s a k9 unit sniffing around, you know. His new handler knows so many tricks.

The cage thing I don’t think they’d ever truly manage to get around, not even in a far future of this au where Prowl has been tricked and coaxed into being a real person. But they /would/ manage to transition him from a true kennel to a box bed situation. At least he’s on a mattress with a blanket and pillows, even if his situation is still odd.

I also don’t think they’d ever manage to get him living fully independently. He’s spent too many years being treated like a beast and blindly obedient to any sufficiently stern authority figure. Prowl’s missed out on key formative experiences and life skills that just… don’t take for him. There’s some things he will just never get, no matter how long he lives. Grocery shopping is a special struggle, with all the choices and the sensory overload. He and his caretaker will share a long fucking laugh when they realize that the caretaker is effectively /Prowl’s/ working animal now. His emotional support mechanism, if you will.

But I think the most critical healing experience would be encountering one of Prowl’s “puppies” in public and him just realizing that that is a /person/. Recognizing his own face or wings or chevron in some cute little sparkling and just. Staring. A carrier never forgets the scent of their kid. He knows that’s his baby. Maybe the kid recognizes him instinctively despite not ever really having known him and runs right up. All Prowl can do is cup their tiny face in his hands and press his chevron to their tiny one. And this tiny, little, /free/ person is someone that /Prowl/ made. And if he carried a person and not a puppy… what does that make him?

Yesss... Prowl never truly recovers. It's not unheard of, but it's rare. Most of the k9 units and other mechs-turned-pets usually yearn for freedom and the right to command themselves, but Prowl just. Doesn't. He takes orders from the enforces, captures and mauls criminals as per their demand, and that's it.

He never really relaxes. He's notably safer with his new handler, but in his mind, he never really stopped being a prized k9 unit. They learn what makes Prowl tick and how to loophole around his inability to act like a person... But oh, oh, the sparkling changes things. Prowl knows it's his. It came out of him after one too many visits from enforcers in the dead of the night. It walks on two legs and for how young it is, it talks without regulation. It's allowed to do that. The little one is growing up to be just like the mechs around them. It's not an animal.

Perhaps Prowl musters up the courage to question his own position in this world one day... but until then, he's perfectly content sitting at his handler's feet. Obediently.

[slashersidewhore]

Slashers! HC S/O with chronic migraines

Slasher x gn!reader

Includes Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair

Requested? Yes

Warnings: chronic pain, beefy murder boyfriends, fluffy shit, smidge of angst if you squint

Michael Myers

Doesn’t really do much about it until later in your relationship

After he’s grown more comfortable around you

He has noticed it though, since the first time it happened

He’s an observant man

The severity of migraines can be different each time, reveal various symptoms and overall be a pain in the ass

Michael doesn’t really care much at first

I mean, so what if your head is bothering you?

He’s been shot multiple times and never complained

Although now that he’s actually grown fond of you, he finds himself uncomfortable with the idea of you being in pain

It’s weird, his chest gets all tight, he palms get clammy, his internal war is silent but most definitely raging

I don’t see him as someone who would run a hot bath, or bring you tea and pain medication

I’m not sure he even knows how to show he wants to help

So he just… watches

You’ll be groaning in the kitchen as you heat up some leftovers, turn the corner and oo! Jumpscare

Laying on the couch with a heating pad on your forehead?

For some reason there’s a shadow looming in the adjacent hall

Taking medication?

…Why can you hear heavy breathing

The kinda guy to plop down beside you, in silence, and just let you sprawl yourself across his lap

Probably won’t pet your hair or even touch you, just stare at your closed eyes

3.6/10 care, could definitely improve his score but probably never will

Most likely wants to stab your migraine

He doesn’t understand how it would work though

Thomas Hewitt

A total sweetheart

Just wants to help even though he’s not sure how

Probably would make the pain worse

Sorry! Someone had to say it

This man is so gentle with you, he can’t stand to see you in any condition other than happy and healthy

The kinda guy to promise quiet so you can rest, and then trips over everything in sight immediately after

He’s bulky, what do you expect

Doesn’t like Hoyt making any comments that would make you feel worse

Like that your pain isn’t real or you’re exaggerating

No worries though

One rev of his chainsaw and his uncles lips are sealed

Stay out of the basement

He knows it smells bad, and when he’s working it’s loud

He just doesn’t want your pain to get worse

Had to ask Luda Mae what a migraine when is, and what he can do to help

Will instruct Hoyt to get medication while he’s out

Would honestly take all your pain for himself if he could, seeing you like this hurts immensely

Not a talker, but the body language is strong

The minute you’re rubbing your temple with a rough hand, his shoulders cave in, eyes wide with furrowed brows

He looks devastated

He’s not trying to guilt you

He just hasn’t had someone like you in his life before, and he only wants the best for you

Need a hot bath? He’ll sacrifice his own warm shower later

Muscles cramped? He’s already massaging away as you’re face first on your shared bed

Hungry?… well Luda Mae can take care of that

Would do anything you asked

Ask him to do anything

Go on

He wants you too

Bo Sinclair

Doesn’t know the first thing about taking care of someone

…I’m sensing a pattern here…

Anyway

Is one of the slashers who actually talks

And while that makes communication easier, sometimes words don’t solve every problem

Can be harsh

Doesn’t mean to be, he was just taught about rage more than happiness from a young age

Doesn’t mean he doesn’t care

It’s all with good intentions

Oddly enough doesn’t chastise or mock your pain, you’d think he would honestly, but no

He’d never want to make you feel as though he doesn’t believe you

Does he know how to take care of migraines? No of course not, he is one

Does he go into town to get anything you ask? Yes of course

Won’t baby you, or treat you like glass

He’s a tough love kinda guy

The one that thinks he’s patting you on the back but actually is crushing your spine each slap of his hand

You get the jist

Doesn’t really like Vincent or Lester around you when you’re in pain

Not that he distrusts them

I just think he’s the kinda guy who subconsciously is overprotective, yet will never admit or even notice it

Raises his voice a lot

This man talks in all caps

You need to constantly remind him it’s making your head throb even worse

Or when he starts smoking around you

He’s not doing it on purpose, promise

Will get snarky if you start speaking to him with an attitude, again, it’s not intentional he just forgets you’re in pain and those kinda of things make it worse

Remind him you love him, you just need some silence for a bit

Shuts him up real fast

Calls you doll, doesn’t treat you like you’re fragile though

Pretends to not like your jokes about him being your, “little nurse”

The redness of his ears is an indicator though

Vincent Sinclair

The one I would trust most with a s/o with this problem

He’s not a softy

By any means

Just because he’s quiet doesn’t mean he doesn’t know how to manage stuff

Especially when it comes to someone he cares about being in pain

Is one of the slashers I see actually putting the effort in to pamper you

Not extremely advertantly though, more subtle

He’s observant, you need to be when you’re as quiet as him

Notices the minute you start feeling a migraine come on

Will leave little drawings where he knows you’ll find them

So you know he’s there in case you need him

If you want to sit in his studio and just be near him, he’ll just continue working

If you want him to pay attention to you, he’ll start sketching a little doodle of your face

You want to go for a walk outside? He’s not doing that, but will insist Lester accompany you for safety

There isn’t much danger in Ambrose, aside from the Sinclairs themselves, but it calms his nerves

If Bo tries to give you a hard time he’s receiving a cold glare

Would kill anyone who bothers you or makes your pain worse, unless it’s his brothers, but strangers are fair game

I feel like Vincent probably suffers from headaches/migraines as well

They probably manifested at a young age due to the loud, stressful childhood he suffered

Overall, knows how to care for you

Is gentle unlike his twin

Would let you rest your head on his lap and nap there

Wouldn’t move even if he needed to pee, he’s just frozen like a literal statue, letting you use him as a pillow

9/10, but if Bo had a migraine he could give less a shit

Only worries about you

Hope this catered as expected!

I don’t suffer from migraines but my sister does, I’m a little in tune to the pain they cause

Thanks for reading!

Requests are open!

[akkunloverteehee]

SENDO “AKKUN” ATSUSHI HEADCANONS !!

Okay, first post, deep breaths. Hi, hello, I came up with these very spontaneously and they’ve been bugging me so much, I had to get them out of my system so here they are. P.S. I haven’t finished reading Tokyo Revengers, in fact I’m wayyyy behind from finishing it but still, I love this boy to death so I hope you enjoy this silly brainrot, I'm so normal about him hahaha <3

General headcanons:

I feel like Akkun’s an absolute neat-freak. His room is always way too organized and tidy. His wardrobe is probably color-coded and everything.

Takes extremely good care of his hair. In fact, he’s so ‘protective’ of his hair, he never gets it cut or trimmed by anyone but himself.

Hair gel? What’s that? No, he wants his hair to be ✨authentic✨

Yep, boy owns tons of little trinkets to accessorize his hair. 

Definitely sings in the shower, hands down. 

Though, speaking of that, maybe he prefers baths over showers. 

He doesn’t use cologne, only smells of soap, shampoo, and fabric softener. 

His scent is a mix of cinnamon, lemon, and wildflowers. 

Prefers riding his bike to go literally anywhere, unless it’s very far away, that is. The perfect weather to ride his bike would be when it’s breezy, but not cold, like the spring breeze. 

I dunno why but why do I feel like he’s definitely a lactose intolerant? 

Lactose intolerant but likes ice cream too much. 

He can handle eating spicy food but prefers sweeter meals. 

HE SKATEBOARDS, REAL, YOU CANNOT CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE.

The moms tend to be really fond of him. I feel like he can be quite the people-pleaser when he wants to, so if visiting a friend's house, he'll try to help set the table and even insist on washing the dishes. Plus, good table manners.

He listens to classic rock music and metallica, I personally think he'd love AC/DC a lot - just picture him skating around, headphones on, bopping his head to 'Back In Black' .

Headcanons with reader as his S/O (gender-neutral):

Believe it or not, Akkun is quite the romantic guy. 

The type to be an absolute gentleman, treat you like you’re the centre of his universe, but also let-loose and have fun with you all the same. 

He’ll constantly try to make you laugh - makes a fool of himself with awful jokes but you love him for trying so much. 

Hugs you lots <3 There’s never a shortage of hugs with him. 

His favorite places to kiss you are your cheeks or forehead. He’ll get adorably bashful when you have a full-on kiss on the lips, - at first, you’d always be the one initiating them before he slowly started to relax into them.

Caresses your skin when he’s nervous. He fidgets a lot, but holding your hand or having you close to him calms his mind. During kisses, he’ll caress your cheek tentatively, but if you lean into his touch, he’ll ease up. 

After coming from a fight, all bruised up, the first thing he does when he sees you is slump his head on your shoulder, cling onto you, and even shed a few tears. You’re his safe space. You’ll let him cry as much as he needs to. And he’s always the most honest he can be with you. 

Sometimes, it just gets a bit too hard to keep going, and during those sad days, you’d hold him close as you both lay down and switch from rubbing his back to kissing his face until he’s in a giggling fit. 

Styles your hair for you every chance you give him. The way he gets so excited whenever you let him is way too adorable. He’ll stock up on accessories that will suit your style, too. 

Also, he buys you all sorts of hair products to keep it healthy and nice. 

Having baths with him is very intimate and tender. He’ll wash your hair all gently while rambling about literally anything and nothing while you’ll play with bubbles.

 He texts you little affirmations everytime you’re not with him, along with a bunch of heart emojis. 

Takemichi, Kazushi, Takuya and Makoto all care for you almost as much as Akkun does. You often hang out with them, as the honorary member of the ‘Mizo Middle Five’. 

The day it’s you who comes to him after you get into a fight, you couldn’t recall any other time you’ve seen him look this worried and panicky. Immediately, he’ll tend to your wounds, making sure he’s as gentle as possible. Lowkey, he’ll actually be impressed that you kicked some butt, almost wishing he was there to witness it firsthand. 

At times he’ll feel like he isn’t good enough for you, that he isn’t giving you anything in return. You’re always there for him whenever he needs it. He wants to be the giver in the relationship as well. He wants to protect you as much as you protect him. 

The way he’s so loyal to the people he cares about is one of the main reasons why you fell so deeply in love with him. 

Dates with him are very sweet. He usually lets you decide where to go and what to do, whatever you’re comfortable with. He’ll often take you on bike rides, too. 

He’s not too big on PDA, the most he’ll do is hold your hand and keep you close, just to show that you’re taken.

He gets jealous but keeps it very subtle. He lets his guard down when you’re with the others in ‘Mizo Middle Five’, but if it’s anyone else, he gets very cautious.

But if anyone even dares to harass you, he won’t be afraid to knock them out cold. 

You two have many songs that you’d like to call your own but one of them would definitely be ‘You’ by Hollywood Ending .

Bonus song: ‘Sparks Fly’ by Taylor Swift (because all couple should have a classic Taylor Swift song xx)

[kandisheek]

FIC REC WEEK 14 – AUTHOR WEEK

AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT: Amuly

Amuly is not only a master of smut, but also of unique and interesting concepts. I'm constantly in awe of how varied their writing is. There are a ton of fantastic fics on their AO3, but I'm going to have to limit myself, otherwise I'd probably want to rec all of them, they're just that good.

Here's some of their work that I think you should check out:

Shower Rocks

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 1,268 Tags: Domestic Fluff, Sam is a Good Bro, Steve vs the Future

Summary: Steve decides it's time to stock his shower up with some of Tony's bathing supplies. Even if one of those supplies is a strange, scratchy rock.

Reasons why I love it: First off, the Sam and Steve friendship in this really warms my heart. Steve is such a considerate sweetheart, Tony should hurry up and put a ring on that. This fic is sweet as hell, so go and get yourself a little treat!

Fairy Godmother

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 5,186 Tags: Peggy is Tony's Aunt, Howard Stark's A+ Parenting, Alzheimer's Disease

Summary: Auntie Peggy has been telling Tony stories about Captain America his whole life. Only problem is, the real thing just about measures up to the stories. Which means, of course, that Aunt Peg has to go to work, because an Aunt's work is never done.

Reasons why I love it: Peggy is so sweet with Tony. Thank god for her, honestly, considering how Howard was. And her playing matchmaker is amazing. I love the moment she sees Steve again for the first time, and it's so heart-warming to see Tony visiting her later on in life. I wish we'd gotten that in canon. This fic is wonderful, and I really hope you check it out for yourself!

Close Shave

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 4,123 Tags: Shaving, Bathroom Sex, Porn with Feelings

Summary: Steve and Tony are stuck in a hotel room waiting on an AIM arms deal. Tony makes fun of Steve's straightedge razor, Steve thinks Tony's LASER hair remover couldn't possibly do as good as a job. Steve offers to show Tony exactly how close a shave his razor has to offer. Obviously this leads to sex.

Reasons why I love it: This fic is so fucking hot! I could cut the sexual tension between them with a knife, and shaving as foreplay is something I've always loved in fanfic, so this is right up my alley. Plus, the hints of possibly something more than just sex are fantastic. I love this one so much, please go and check it out!

Gold “Member”

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 3,004 Tags: Extremis, Sexual Humor, Bottom Steve

Summary: Tony realizes one night that the golden under-armor he pulls out of his skin with Extremis can be pulled out to cover only very specific parts of his anatomy. Namely, his penis. He decides he really needs to share this with Steve.

Reasons why I love it: This fic is hilarious in concept alone, so I was surprised how much the feels actually hit me while I was reading it. Steve and Tony give off major old married couple vibes, their love for each other is palpable. Plus, the smut is really hot – Steve being a sapiosexual made me smile. I love this fic, so I hope you check it out!

Sheriff's Watch

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 2,646 Tags: Marvel 1872, Blow Jobs, Western

Summary: Steve and Tony enjoy each other company in Tony's home of technological marvels. But there's something out there, and Steve's beginning to take notice.

Reasons why I love it: I really love the descriptions of Tony's house with all of its inventions. And the smut is so fucking hot, my god. Steve discovering the wonders of sex is always fun, and this fic definitely does the trope justice. I love it so much, and I bet you will too, so please go and check it out for yourself!

[niabang]

The Summer it Came True

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Pairing: Bangchan × black female reader named Kel

Word count: 1939

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You woke up the next day laying on Chan's chest on your couch.

Your head was filled with memories of what happened last night. The way he confessed his feelings for you, the kisses you guys shared, the way he didn't let go after the kiss and said he wanted you guys to stay like that which resulted in you falling asleep on him on the couch.

Before you guys eventually slept off, you guys had a heartfelt conversation. He had only two days before he had to go to Melbourne and two weeks before he went back to Korea. You guys would be on different sides of the world. You liked him and he liked you. What was the next step?

You talked about each other's past relationships for a bit and it turned out you guys had only gotten serious with about one to two people over the course of the years and you were never even that happy with them anyways.

You asked him why he never once looked for a way to contact you while he was in Korea and he told you that he was scared to. He said he thought it was better to leave you alone and move on since you were probably happy and had forgotten about him.

He said he threw all that out of the window when he bumped into you at the store.

You raised up your head as slowly as you could, being careful not to wake up Chan. You admired his features for a while. He was still good-looking while he slept.

You wanted to stay there forever. You wanted to remain glued onto his warm body while you felt the rise and fall of his chest, but then you remembered why you woke up in the first place.

You had to pee.

You couldn't hold it in any longer.

You started to wriggle out of Chan's grip as slowly as possible because you didn't want to wake him up and just as your legs were about to touch the floor you were pulled back into your initial position by chan.

"Don't go yet." He said with his morning voice that made your insides flip.

"Chan, I have to pee, and I can't hold it." He groaned but eventually loosened his grip on you and let you go.

"You should get up too so we can have breakfast. I'm going up to pee, and I'm not coming back downstairs till I've brushed my teeth and taken a bath." You were only saying that because you had to take a breather and try to make some sense out of everything.

You didn't wait to get a reaction from him and left immediately to your bathroom. While you were brushing your teeth, you heard the door to Chan's room open and shut so you knew he had gone to do what you told him to.

After brushing your teeth you sat down on your bed to take a breather. Was this real? You bit your arm to confirm that you weren't dreaming and you actually weren't.  Chan liked you. He confessed his feelings for you. You guys kissed yesterday. TWICE.

You were trying to get out an outfit to wear for the day when you realised that all your clothes were in need of washing because you hadn't done laundry since you came in November. The only clean items of clothing you had were some underwear, a pair of shorts and a sports bra. You wouldn't feel comfortable wearing that.

You also wouldn't feel comfortable wearing a dirty outfit, so you did the most sensible thing you could think of

You went to borrow something from chan.

You called out his name in front of his door, and he told you to come in. You explained your ordeal to him, and he looked more than happy to give you one of his shirts to wear.

"Do you have any things you might want to wash before you leave? I can help you do it after I do mine." You asked him, and he said he did, but you didn't have to help him, and he would do it on his own.

You told him you weren't going to argue with him about who was going to do whos laundry and walked out of the room with the shirt he gave you.

His shirt smelt good. It smelt like him. His scent was so intoxicatingly amazing.

You took your shower, put on the shorts and the sports bra, then threw Chan's top on. You smelt the shirt one last time and then admired yourself in your standing mirror before going downstairs to make breakfast.

As you passed Chan's room, you asked him how French toast sounded, and he liked the idea, so you got to the kitchen to begin cooking.

You had whisked the egg, sugar, milk, and cinnamon mix that you would dip the bread into to fry. You put your non-stick pan on the stove and got to frying the drenched pieces of bread. You were halfway done and immersed in what you were doing when you felt two hands encircle your waist and a peck on your cheek.

"What was that for?" You said, not moving your head away from what you were doing, but you were cheesing at your pan, and you were pretty sure he heard it in your voice.

"I don't know, I just felt like." You looked at him out of the corner of your eye, and he was fully red. He was so cute that you wanted to drop everything you were doing and attach yourself to him permanently.

"Tea, hot chocolate or coffee?" He asked you.

"Coffee, please." You said.

He started prepping the coffee maker for you while he got hot chocolate ready for himself. Chan didn't like coffee. Weirdo.

This time, you guys talked more than you ate. You usually ate in 80 percent silence and had little conversations here and there with the remaining 20 percent, but this time, you guys were joking and laughing. You did everything but eat. The wall between you two had really been broken down.

You both finished your food and went into the kitchen to clean up. Chan washed the dishes, and you arranged everything you used in their respective places.

While you were putting things together, you gave into your impulsive thoughts to smack Chan's ass and it resulted in you getting chased around the living room. It wasn't your fault he had such a big bum.

You found your way to the kitchen, and that's when you knew you had nowhere else to run. Your back was facing the island, and chan was right in front of you. You were screwed.

He moved closer to you, making you lean on the island. Just as you thought he was about to kiss you, he said something in your ear instead.

"Don't make me do anything I'm not ready to do yet." You shuddered at his words, and you felt light-headed. You had to say something. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife.

"Oh, shut up." You said to him and hit his chest.

You both laughed, and he went back to do the dishes.

"Hey, you said you were having trouble with some designs, and I said I wanted to see them. Maybe I'll be able to help you figure something out." Chan reminded you.

"I'll bring them down when we're done here."

You guys finished up in the kitchen, and you brought your all your designs that you weren't quite satisfied with down to the dining table and spread them out for chan to see.

"I have these drawn, but I don't really like them. They don't stick out to me, and I don't think any of these would do well for a new collection. They're just really lacklustre, and I haven't been able to draw a design that I think is good enough. I need them to be ready by the end of the month." Chan nodded his head while you were speaking to him as he was looking thoroughly at all the designs.

"I understand what you're saying about these being lacklustre, but that's individually. Have you tried taking elements from each one you've drawn and putting it all together? You never know what you'll get out of  it." You loved his thought process. Why did you never think of that?

"Okay, I'll try that tomorrow. Thanks for the advice."

"You're welcome."

You packed your papers up and went to keep them in the office, then you went back down to fulfil your promise of listening to the bands music.

The songs were so good you might just become a fan yourself. You were definitely going to add songs to your playlist. Chan explained the positions in the group to you, the different units in the group, and tried to get you to learn the members' names and  faces. The only thing you remembered out of his lecture was that he was in the producing unit of the group called 3racha, and there was another aussie in the group. His name was felix. 

You didn't realise how much time had passed, and you still had to do laundry, but you were tired all of a sudden. Chan offered to do the laundry while you got some sleep, and you didn't mind the idea so much now. You told him where everything was and left to your room to take a nap.

You were half asleep when you remembered. Your underwear was also in the laundry basket. Oh no.

You shot up from your bed and dashed to the laundry room, hoping he hadn't gone through the basket trying to sort your light from dark clothes.

"Chan, wait, I have underwear in there!" You said, opening the door of the room. You were a little too late because he had already sorted the clothes and had one set in the machine already.

"I left them all in the basket." He said to you, looking unphased like this was the most normal situation in the world.

"Oh." You said still standing at the door.

"C'mon kel, it's just underwear. Don't make all that fuss. Go back to bed. I'll put them in the wash for you."

"I- I hand wash my underwear." This was so embarrassing.

"Okay then. I'll just leave them in the basket. Go back to bed." You did just that.

In the course of your sleep, chan had come to your room like four times to ask you silly questions like where to trash the lint from the washing machine and what heat setting to dry your clothes on.

"You might as well just come stay in the bed with me if you're going to keep coming here." You said that and used one hand to hold your blanket open in front of you.

This man actually got on the bed. You guys were lying down facing each other, and after a while, he began to speak.

"Hey, so I leave for Melbourne in two days, and I just realised that you live right next to the beach, and we haven't gone down there once. Do you want to go to the beach with me tomorrow?"

You mumbled out a yes from your half asleep lips, and then you felt a kiss on your forehead and your door opening and closing.

He had left your bed and your room.

He was leaving to go across the world soon.

[badgallly]

'The Chosen One Part 3'

Part One Part Two

hello darlings, here is part 3 of 'the chosen one', hope you like it ;)! it will still have many parts. and I'm getting a lot of requests, I'll be posting some of them later this week, take care ;)

make requests, xoxo ;)

He opens the door and lets me in first. Kylian says: _y/n feel free, don't be ashamed to ask for anything if you need it. says kylian in a soft voice. I'm very hot and I need to take a shower right away and also take the stress off my shoulders, especially about the uncertainties that surround me…

_Uh, where is the bathroom?? I'm going to take a shower. I say a little fearful while kylian immediately turns to me walking and guiding me to the bathroom opening the door: The bathroom is as sophisticated as the other rooms in the house, really beautiful. I'm lost admiring when Kylian finally says: _here y/n, there are towels right there and your stuff too I told the maid to clean it, he points to a place with some white towels rolled up, there is also a jacuzzi and a hydromassage bath if you want to use it_he says Wow, I've never been to one of these.

_Anything can call me he says, before leaving… I nod and he closes the door. I take a relaxing bath, feeling the hot water run down my body takes away half of the stress I acquired during the day.

_I leave the bathroom already in my pajamas, drying my hair, then I see Kylian messing with her cell phone , as soon as he sees me,he gets up quickly:

_ y / n about your clothes, you can keep your things in my wardrobe, he has enough space. He walks towards his wardrobe showing me the same. And really he is right the wardrobe is giant, sophisticated and very beautiful. Ok_ I say, going to the wardrobe I open it and see Kylian's giant closet full of clothes. I've never seen so much clothing in my life, I think to myself. Kylian walks to a small space that has a small glass table, it has 2 glasses and a probably very expensive wine. He walks towards the balcony of the room.

_come y/n, do you like wine? _yes

I nodded He opens the bottle putting the liquid in the glass a toast and health _ he says health

_how old are you y/n? I take the first sip feeling the sweet and smooth taste of wine going down my throat. It is very good! That wine certainly cost my kidney. _22

_it's still a baby he says with a smile on his face and I start laughing. He continues: _excuse my question y/n, but what does a girl so young do in that club? I am afraid to answer the real reasons that led me to stay at the club and all my tragic history. As much as Kylian is being kind and nice I can't trust him right away, after all he 'bought' me, that's all.

_The circumstances led me to work there. It's my means of survival, so it's enough for me. I say, trying to convey firmness in my words. Kylian nods and takes a sip of her wine and then continues:

_I understand. Ahh.. I almost forgot… we won't be traveling tomorrow as I said before, tomorrow I have training first thing in the morning and a PSG match, we'll go the day after tomorrow.

_That's fine no problem.

_I could invite you to watch the game, but I think you'd better rest for the long trip we'll have to the USA.

_okay, do you usually make these business trips? I ask curious...

_ Rarely, most of the time it's when it's really necessary, to settle some things in relation to the club.

_ Oh, I understand.

As soon as we finished drinking the wine, Kylian left the balcony towards the bedroom holding the bottle and the two wine glasses placed in the same glass space. I see Kylian taking the tie off his neck. _I'm going to take a shower says Kylian unbuttoning his suit, with his muscles and his ripped abdomen showing only with his pants. My heart came out of my mouth, it may seem strange because I deal with customers every day, but my anxiety has increased a lot in the last few years that I've been working at the club, I've been very mistreated either by customers or by employees, this triggers a certain trigger for me, because left me mostly psychological scars. I don't know what to expect from kylian, especially spending 1 week with him.

I snap out of my thoughts when Kylian calls me: _it's all right y/n??

_everything, I'm just a little tired I say making up an excuse in an attempt to make him not call me to go take a shower with him. _ I understand, feel free, if you feel hungry call Camille and Giselle they will do whatever you want _ Kylian says in a soft voice Phew, I breathe a sigh of relief with Kylian's words, I'm glad he didn't call me to go shower with him. _Okay, thanks kylian _You're welcome! Kylian walked out into the bathroom. A thousand thoughts run through my head What should I do now?

Well, we're going to have to have sex sooner or later, after all, that's what he spent so much money on me for.

I start to take off my pajamas, leaving only black lingerie underneath, I wait for Kylian to finish taking a shower and I take the initiative, as much as I feel dirty, that's why I'm here.

I see the door open, kylian quickly left the bathroom with only Box underwear and with the drops of water from the shower she just took running down her toned body. God, he looks sexy as hell right now! Wow!

He goes towards his closet with his back to me drying himself and then takes a more comfortable short to put on.

And now. I decide to approach him. I arrive in slow steps and take his right arm making him look at me turning immediately to me. When his eyes go down analyzing my body and the lingerie I'm wearing. I feel a chill running through my body as I look deeply into your eyes. Kylian suddenly says: _What happened y/n? I wrap my arms around his neck and look down at his lips and lean forward ready to land a kiss on his lips. But I'm stopped when Kylian takes my waist pulling me back:

_what are you doing y/n? Kylian asks with a big question mark on her face.

_ I'm doing my job, after all that's what you 'bought' me for, isn't it? I say dry to kylian

_just relax y/n, I don't want any of that right now, I just want to sleep I'm tired and I have to wake up early tomorrow.

_Come on, let's go to sleep! complete kylian I am completely ecstatic with his words, no client has ever done something like this … they always wanted sex right away for no reason they never left it for later or denied it like that. I'm completely lost in my thoughts when kylian calls me:

_y/n ? All right ?

_yes, I'm sorry

_stop apologizing y/n, if you want you can turn on the TV, put Netflix on and watch a movie or series of your choice. feel free. My sleep is really heavy… He says with a playful smile on his face. Still in awe of everything he just said to me I finally say something

_Don't worry kylian, I'll sleep too, I'm tired. He nods and walks out to the big king size bed. I do the same getting into the sheets, Kylian turns off the lamp next to her bed. _ Good night y/n sleep well _ Good night, kylian. I'm still awake, my thoughts racing in my head, it was all very strange… why didn't Kylian want to have anything with me? After all, that's what he bought me for, isn't it? In the midst of my thoughts, I soon end up falling asleep.

3:00 AM

I open my eyes slowly, listen to the sound of rain falling outside. Parisian winter is coming sooner than expected by the visa. I look to the side and see on the clock that it is exactly 3:00 AM. I feel a weight under my waist. When I look down, I see that Kylian has his arms wrapped around me, cupping me, as if he's holding the last available lifeboat out to sea. I turn my neck looking to the side and see that Kylian is sleeping with such a peaceful and angelic face, in such a deep and good sleep, without realizing it, I smile looking at the scene.

somehow I feel safe and warm with his arms around me, then I quickly fall back to sleep in his arms.

[skinni-girls-eat-books]

Tuesday, March 5th, 2024!

1:07am: Just going to keep journaling so I don't go insane. My ex keeps jerking me around and I can't continue to care. He's so wrapped up in his own emotion, he will never be capable of actually being a good friend. He never asks if I'm ok or tries to make casual conversation, it's just all about him and his constant state of drama. I just can't relate to him anymore and I can't continue on the way I've been trying to. There's literally not much I can control or change about this situation, I can only be responsible for how I react to it I guess.

On another note, I finished my laundry! Tomorrow I will get up, take a shower, shaving is not necessary I just need to clean myself so literally no pressure. Drink some water, take my vitamin, hang out with my cats. Probably take a tums bc my farts are DEADLY rn and I don't know why RIP. If I do shave it would probably just be my coochie tbh. Some light weed whacking lmao. If I keep farting like rotten eggs I'm definitely not making any man plans tomorrow 🤣 I cantttttt haha

I think tomorrow I might clean out my closet now that it's clean?? There's so many items I never wear tbh. Maybe shave up to my knees and get a pedicure?? Maybe go on FB marketplace or thrift for some nightstand things or some dollar tree cubbies for this stuff I've had on the floor forever. I just randomly remembered my coats are in my trunk and I feel like I'm gonna forget where they are. Maybe return those things to the library omg and go to bath n body works and get real deodorant and laundry detergent

So many thoughts going through my mind omg I just had diarrhea while writing this 😭 please go away tummy problems. I wonder if it was me pounding tajin with my margarita I literally don't know.

I need to figure out where I wanna take myself out to before the show tomorrow! Aaaaa so many possibilities!! This week has already been so perfect and it's not over yet! I love my life! It's so crazy to love my life after going through so much trauma but here I am, stronger than ever!! :) I'm so proud of myself ❤️

8:57am: Nah tell me why I got on tinder this morning (early bird 🤣) and damn these guys are just ehh. Idk how tf I'm ever gonna take any of them seriously again. I'm just pretty hardened after everything, not really in a bad way, but in a needed way if you ask me. I feel like I don't know what I'm looking for lol I feel like if you know what you're looking for, you go out and pursue it?? But idk so it's more challenging. Tbh I just want to have fun like I'm in my fboi era fr. Curving dudes when they get serious n shit 💀

9:40am: ok time to get up lmao. I'll find a guy eventually so actually no rush 🤣 I got my two little furry boys and that's what really matters. I want to get all gussied up today just bc I can. Lil man bawling his eyes out not being able to speak to me anymore bc he knows he fucked up is a crazy way to live. Having to live with the guilt of cheating on someone.... Couldn't be me 🙄😂

I get to continue my life knowing that I'm a bomb af gf and anyone would be damn lucky to have me (once they get to know me!) if I don't meet people then they'll never know! I got ppl who don't even speak English wanting another date fr.

11:02pm: I'm just gonna keep shooting my shot until something sticks I think. I really do believe it's a numbers game anymore, if you talk to 0 ppl or put all your eggs into 1 basket likeeee you're not going to get far and it's gonna take 500 years, 100 years to even get a date at that rate. I wanna be like that girl who went on what 50 dates in a year?? Like go off queen 💅 at least you'll have 50 stories to tell if nothing else haha, plus I need the practice ong.

I like the journaling instead of trying to text him, it's so much better. N+T were right, he just needs to learn his lesson, that's so sad your friend literally had to say that about his best man like if my MOH turned out to be a flaming bag of shit like how embarrassing (for the POS) and seriously sad and fucked up :( .

[survey--s]

650.

Have you ever been afraid to get up and go to the bathroom? Not afraid, more reluctant because I'm warm in bed and don't want to wake up and move, hah. Do you get any magazines in the mail? I can't even remember the last time I read a magazine. I used to subscribe to ElleGirl and TeenVogue when I was younger though. How many websites do you have an account for? Hundreds probably, but I regularly use about 10-15 I guess, including streaming services/games. Have you ever paid for any kind of online membership? Sure, Netflix, Prime, NowTV, Spotify, Disney+, plus plenty of others over the years too. Do you try clothes on before you buy them? It depends. I buy most of my clothes online these days.

Have you seen The Blindside? I have absolutely no idea what this is. What’s the best movie you’ve seen this year? The live-action version of The Little Mermaid was surprisingly good. Do you know how to fire a gun? No. What would you do if you knew a robber was in your house? Get out and call the police. Probably go to the neighbours for help? Luckily I'm friendly enough with enough people on our street that I could go to them if needed. Have you played the Sims 3, yet? I played it but I think I'd gotten bored of the Sims by that point. What’s your favorite type of pizza? I love thin-crust sourdough pizzas with sundried tomatoes, mozzarella, black olives and pesto.

Do you have a favorite local pizza place? Our town only has takeaway pizzas and they're not great, really. My favourite places are both near my parents' house so I make sure to go whenever I'm in the area lol. What are you afraid of? Cancer, dementia, failure. Have you ever been afraid of falling in love? No. How do you let someone know that you like them? I just tell them - normally via message rather than in person though. Have you ever asked a friend to ask someone else out for you? Nope. Who’d you last see in a tux? Probably Andrew when he was attending a funeral. I was looking after the Charlie for them while they went. Were you sad when Tim Urban got sent home on American Idol? I've never watched American Idol.   What about Jason Castro, 2 years ago? Again, I don't watch it. Do you record any TV shows and watch them later? I don't record anything but I do watch most shows on streaming shows or catch-up. Lately it's been the new series of Kitchen Nightmares and Bake Off. Do you have difficulty pronouncing any words? Not really. Would you rather take a shower or a bath? It depends on my mood. Sometimes I love a good soak in the bath but a shower is much quicker and easier. How many times do you shower in a week? I shower or bathe every single day, so seven. What brand’s your cell phone? Apple. Have you ever sexted? Yeah, as a teenasger.

How many contacts do you have? Not very many. Probably about 30? Do you have your own computer? Yes. Out of everyone you know, who was the most heart? My mum. Who’s the bravest person you know? I have no idea. It's not something I really think about. Who would you want to have your back if things got tough? My husband my parents, and luckily they do. Do you ever make up retarded words with your friends? Ugh, please don't use that word. Have your friends ever given you answers to homework, last minute? Of course. Have you ever dated someone who was real sportsy? Mike is pretty outdoorsy but I wouldn't describe him as sporty. Are you any good at writing? I was good at it in school, yeah. What’s your favorite form of writing? Poetry. What do you think about Lil Wayne? I don't really think about him. Lil Wayne Vs. Eminem…?? :S I know more of Eminems music, but both are okay, I guess. Have you ever given up on someone before? Yeah, sure. Did you end up regretting it later in life? No. Have you ever done something terrible, but took forever to feel bad? No. Have you ever read Shakespeare? Yeah, we had to for school. We did A Midsummer Nights' Dream, Macbeth, Hamlet, Othello, Romeo & Juliet and Merchant of Venice. i think that's it. How come no one knows what MGMT is on here? I mean, I have no idea what it is either. What did you dream about last night? I can't remember. Have you ever looked up the meaning to a dream? No. Have you ever tried to change someone? Yeah. Back when I was young and dumb, lol. Can anyone really change anyone that doesn’t wanna change? No. Do you think that anyone currently has a crush on you? No. What profession do you admire the most? I don't really admire any profession in particular. They all have their good and bad apples. Have you ever made a fake profile, for any reason? Yes. What’s the hardest lesson you’ve ever had to learn? Life will go on with or without you. What are you wearing right now? Black leggings, a pink t-shirt, a black jumper and purple fuzzy socks as it's bloody freezing. Do you miss your ex? No. What’s the first thing you notice about the opposite sex? Their overall appearance, the same as with anyone else. Have you ever questioned your sexuality? Yes. If you could change one thing about your life, what would it be and why? I'd have us living in a house that didn't constantly need work doing to it. Don't get me wrong, I love that we own our own home and I love our little place, but it gets really tiring having a house that's never actually "finished".

[maguro13-2]

The (Not-so) Ultimate Summer Camp Pt.1

[Spike-Chunsoft HQ - Japan]

Makoto : It's Pride Month! Today is the day of Ultimate Summer Camp beginnning!

Komaru : We got things to do at Ultimate Summer Camp! There's gonna be beaches, there's gonna be games! And there's gonna be wild activities! This is going to be the best summer ever!

Hajime : Don't get too excited, cause summer is only a week! That's what I'm gonna do the ultimate Summer Camp. Doing fishing with my...Uhhh...friends! Yep, I'm gonna do fishing with my friends and classmates!

Shuichi : You're going to do the Ultimate Summer Camp thing?

Hajime : Yep. That's because we're doing it right now!

Shuichi : Rhetorical question, Hajime. But I've been preparing for my entire life for it! Cause I'm ready to hit the beach this summer and it's going to be super duper fun!

Kaede : Me too! Today is going to be a fun in the sun! We're ready for the beach!

Chiaki : Why do you think going to the beach is cool? Is that something that you really wanted do something for fun?

Komaru : Sure! We're gonna be dressed in bikinis, do a little sunbathing, and of course a little partying!

Chiaki : Don't you mean "Partying in the sun"? You're not the only one who is going to have fun in the sun. Cause I gotta be gaming for live vacation recording! I bet you and your stinky GF wouldn't last a surprise in your bathing suit.

Touko : Uhh, just for the record, I've been showering in the real world for at 10 years. In fact, I only hated my own mother because I was the first person to meet Komaru as a kid when we were little! I haven't taken a dip in the water for years since the darkness enshrouded my entire life.

Komaru : Don't be ridiculous, Touko. I've know ever details about your life, you living in a dark past means nothing to me now after that tragic backstory was nothing necessary to the point that I've first met you as a kid, in the real world, that's where I had the chance of meeting you in the first place. So, are you ready to hit some beaches!?

Touko : T...Totally!

Komaru : Good! Good! I've been beginning to do this along time ago! We are all going to hit the beach!

All : Yeah!

Kodaka : Excuse me, can I have your attention for a moment?

Makoto : Sure, writer! We are thrilled to hear your announcement!

Kodaka : Okay if you insist. (clears throat) Well, everyone knows that it maybe a summer day from you at Spike-Chunsoft Headquarters, Japan. But this is going to get my heart-wrenching. It is such a sad day for the company that the franchise's mascot Monokuma has just been retired.

(everyone except for Komaru, cheers in excitement)

Komaru : What? Monokuma retiring? But that's the mascot of the franchise. How could he possibly retire? He can't retire himself as a mascot. We've been doing this franchise that it is an inspiriation of horror movies like Saw and Cube. He maybe a sadistic robot bear, but he's the mascot of the series! And now it's sad for us that he doesn't want to be the franchise's mascot anymore.

Shuichi : Or probably it's just an inspiration of Total Drama Island, like that.

Komaru : Hey, don't get me on that Canadian stuff from Canada, I haven't watched Total Drama Island in years, Oh wait a sec, I did. I did watched Total Drama Island.

Shuichi : You do?

Komaru : ...No.

Kodaka : But before you can continue on your Summer vacation plans to the beach, I'd like to introduce you to the one that will be taken care of. Your camp guidance.

Makoto : Camp Guidance? Why do we need a camp guidance.

Kodaka : Cause someone will show you the wonder of camping in the woods help you guide your way of expressing mother nature.

Makoto : Wait. You don't mean...

Mrs.Naegi : Oi, Makoto, Komaru. I heard you've got some summer plans for your vacation. It's not like that you want to go skinny dipping at the beach or something.

Makoto : Oh great. Just to see someone in prison after getting trapped in the school for way to long. Mom.

(Mrs Naegi appears in her camping gear)

Komaru : Ma!?

Mrs.Naegi : So...Who wants to go camping first!?

(ZOOM+Running)

Komaru : Oh boy. Here we go camping with mom, again.

Togami : This is going to be one camping trip.

~ LET THE NOT-SO ULTIMATE SUMMER BEGINS ~

[hollowsart]

Kisses are very cool but I do that head bump thing like a cat (usually to the back should or the top of the shoulder) n then just lay there on their shoulder. Though man's so short I could probably just bump his head then rest on it. I wanna head bump him on the chest then lay down on him. I am a cat and a nuisance

Past this Spamton with a cat??? Spamton with a cat. Or you could plug in Tasques here but he's probably seen strays around. Sorry I now have the picture of our beloved trash man sleeping in the trash with a stray tasque in his lap.

Also hands! Playing with peoples hands. Idk I'm weird. Hand comparisons, rubbing my fingers between each finger, sometimes clasping the others hand with both of mine because my brain can't just settle for hand-holding. I also like bending other ppl's fingers and this man has joints so my brain is having a field day with that

Running hands through someones hair. A bit scared to do that do him tho idk wtf kinda chemicals he puts into it but like if I know he's clean its free real estate. Also kisses to the head that he feels through his hair

Writing little notes that have no purpose than to say love you with like a smiley face and hearts. It's not like you left or anything he just came back from the kitchen or smthn and like there's just a lil note. There are a bunch more. He probably keeps them all.

Also blanket sharing? Just like sitting on the couch together with one blanket making sure both of you are covered comfortably close together.

Ice cream! Putting a couple scoops in a bowl and putting in 2 spoons. There are usually two different flavors because you each pick out what you want but you definitely steal a bite or two or more of the others stuff. Or like buying a banana split and sharing it with him. Or a milkshake with 2 straws.

Hot chocolate and you put whipped cream on it and it keeps getting on his nose so you ask if a straw would be better. (maybehelicksitoffwithhistongue)

The weird affection there is with buying something somebody needs before they ask. Like u live together and whatever beauty products or foods he likes are either restocked before or right after they run out. He doesn't need to ask because you know what he wants and you pay attention to when he is in low stock

Just different ways of affection. Kissing is cool but if I bump you with my forehead that's like my utmost trust. Also wow this was not supposed to be so long.

oh there are many MANY different ways of showing affection.

mouth to mouth ain't my idea of kissing... neckkissessoundsonicetho--

hand holding and hugging tho.....

I TOO NUZZLE LIKE A CAT. I like to press my face against my dog's little head and like.. match up the bridges of our noses together ;v; she is very small so our nose bridges fit well together lol but I do that as an extra way to show affection to her!! she doesn't mind it

me picturing Spamton with a Tasque is just this mental image again:

but I like all of this, this is all so cute!!

[bowandcurtsey]

When y/n is drunk (Haikyuu boys edition) 

So in a few days it's gonna be Bokuto's birthday, I'm just missing all my boys recently. Have been so busy irl, it's tiring me out (￣ω￣;)

So here's a repeat of when y/n is drunk, but with the haikyuu boys!

Characters: Bokuto, Kuroo, Tsukishima x F! reader TW: slight NSFW

Bokuto Koutaro

"OH MY GOD WHERE ARE YOU NOW BABY OWL? I'M COMING TO GET YA! WAIT FOR ME PRECIOUS" he was shouting over the phone when you called him, telling him you were very drunk and just wanted to go home.

Funny thing was, he does know where you're at and whom you're with, but this boy just panics when it comes to you.

He runs over in mismatched socks and sliders because he cannot be bothered to find the matching socks at home. Sometimes he even wear mismatching socks out, he low key thinks it looks cool.

His hair is a mess or sometimes still dripping wet if you call him while he's in the shower.

Pulls you into a warm embrace the moment he sees you. He smells so soft and good, always.

"I'm here baby owl!" his huge palms soothe your back and he'll show his hand to everyone and anyone that tries to give you or him a drink.

He carries you to his car bridal style and you have to remember to ask for a bag for the car ride, else you'll end up puking out of his car window like that one time.

He runs a warm bath for you and comes running to bring you everything you need, like your little cute servant.

He then dries your hair, or attempt to, it's either he burns your scalp a little or the insides are not dry..

But rest assured, after it all, he pulls you into bed and wraps you up in his arms, snuggling you and spooning you. Maybe a little petting here and there.. This boy finds it such a turn on when you're all drunk and cute.

Well, if you and him are both out drinking, he's probably about as drunk as you are since he tries his best to drink up for you.

You both wake up in your own shared bed somehow, with the clothes from the night before and the only motivation you both have to drag yourselves out of bed is to share a bath or shower together.

Breakfast in beds are for sure.

Kuroo Tetsuro

"Be safe until I come get ya, I'll be there real quick, kitten." He'll be there in 30 mins tops.

Just when you were about to reach for another glass, he takes it away from your hand, "ahh-uh kitten, time to go home~"

He grabs your bag and says goodbye to your friends, giving the smile that says 'I'll kill y'all if anyone makes her this drunk again'.

Helps you out of the place and holds your hair if you need to puke. Will also have a bottle of water ready for you and cleans you up before carrying you in his car. Also has a bag ready for you in case you want to throw up again.

You can ask for the moon if you're drunk, because Tetsurou Kuroo will give anything to you. You look all cute and vulnerable he just wants to protect you from everything in the world.

This smart ass knows how to do your bedtime routine for you and will clean you from head to toe. Dries your hair nicely and you low key try to get drunk because when he does your hair, you wake up the next day with good hair day.

Of course some groping when he dresses you up, he has no self control when it comes to your body. But he'll never force himself on you when you're drunk, unless you want to. But you'll definitely get it the next day. ;)

He never lets you get drunk when you're with him. He's a good drinker since his job consists of him meeting clients and socialising a lot, so he's kinda trained.

Tucks you in and holds you in his arms like you're the most precious thing in the world and whispers sweet nothings to you.

Tsukishima Kei

Hung the call on you when you called. But just when you're about to call a cab he appears and throws a hoodie over you.

"let's go." he sighs.

He acts all annoyed but he's such a sweetheart. He opens the doors for you, puts his hand over the car frame when you enter so you don't hit your head, and buckle your seatbelt for you.

Ties / clips your hair up for you in case you want to puke, and then runs a warm bath for you. All you have to do is sit or lie down and be served. He wears your pjs for you and dries your hair so gently, his long fingers running through your scalp.

He'll NEVER do this when you're sober so you're surprised he actually knows how to do it right. You never know but he's always quietly watching you.

He even wears your night socks for you or do whatever night routine you have for you, although it's not 100%. He always grumbles or tease you when you're doing it or act like he doesn't care but when he really had to do it, he started panicking a little, wondering which goes first and next.

He also panics about which are the right socks or panties you wear to bed.

Of course he'll grumble about it the next day like you're the most troublesome person in the world and he was SUPER bothered but you know your Kei, he's willing to do all these for you but he was just worried for you.

When you both go out together, he'll stop you from drinking past your limits unless it was a special occasion, your birthday, anniversary or if you were extremely sad over a matter.

Always whispers "I love you" to you after he's tucked you in to bed.