#I'm not so keen on it now but I used to find it real cute so I think I'm just missing something I'll have to take another crack at it

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

You have no idea how happy you made me with "Stay the Night". Loki is so cunny and sly, I'm dead and Steve is just so....Steve hahaha I like how Loki somewhat got the upper hand and I hope he keeps getting the upper hand.

Maybe Loki forcing reader to go live with him instead coz she is his and no one, not even Steve, can take away what's his.

+ this ask: Roommate Steve vs BFF loki?? That is a rare pair and I love it more than I expected! Could totally imagine them glaring each other down, adore the oblivious reader!

Morning After

Part 1

Warnings: unwanted touching, noncon. Y'all know I do it dark and spicy. You have warnings, use them.

Oops, I added a side of roommate! Steve. Thots, comments, screaming, and feedback are welcome and highly encouraged. Thank you!

Steve places the coffee mug down in front of you. It’s tense, silent. Words unspoken, thoughts concealed. The night before trembles within, ready to erupt like a volcano but you won’t let it. You take a sip.

“You good?” Steve asks.

“Fine,” you answer stiffly, “just waking up.”

You glance at Loki as you lean your elbows on the table. He gives you a brief peek above his cell phone, thumb flicking across the screen. You rub your eyes and squeeze your thighs together. You feel his hand there still, hear his coaxing whispers; it’s okay, baby, I’m just taking care of you.

Since when did he feel this way? You’re friends. You laugh together, gossip even, and tell each other about your shit days. He’s not supposed to touch you like that.

“Sorry we don’t have much to choose from,” Steve sets the tall cup in front of Loki, “neither of us is very into tea.”

You sit back as their eyes meet. Each clench their jaws in a face off. Loki dips his chin slightly, “not at all, very much appreciated. The two of you keep such a warm home.”

“You didn’t find her plushies, did you?” Steve kids and you give him a look. He winces as he notices. “Well, guess I should head off before I put my other foot in my mouth.”

“Thanks, Steve,” you lower your gaze to the table and cradle the mug with your hands, “really.”

“Both our homes, don’t mind some company,” he shrugs, “just make sure you rinse the cups.”

“Thank you, Steven,” Loki enunciates tritely.

A low tisk bounces off Steve’s teeth as he checks his watch and sighs. “See ya,” he marches out and you take a well-needed draught of coffee.

Loki puts his phone down and twirls the spoon in his cup. You watch his fingers, recalling how they felt on your clit, playing you like a fiddle until you keened into his palm. Humiliation spatters on your scalp.

“What’s wrong with you two?” you huff.

“Nothing. I am cordial.”

“Loki,” you warn.

He rolls his eyes and glances away. You watch him, a task as you find it hard to look at him at all.

“You shouldn’t live here with him. It’s… improper.”

You scoff. His eyes flit back to you sharply.

“Improper? What about last night?”

His lips twitch, “last night?”

“Don’t do that.”

“You didn’t kick me out of bed,” he smirks.

“I didn’t invite you in, either.”

He sticks his tongue between his teeth, a guilty expression aimed at the table, “I couldn’t help myself. Perhaps I didn’t go about it the right away but I’ve made my feelings clear. Now we can… work through them. Together.”

“Are you kidding?”

“Not at all. I’m very serious about you. I’ve not put in three years for a place on your floor. To be a third party to him,” he peeks at the door sourly, “you cannot remain. You must come stay with me.”

“I’m not doing that and what happened last night can’t happen again.”

“You didn’t hate it–”

“I also didn’t ask for it,” you retort.

He huffs and his nostrils flare. He places his hand on the back of your chair and looks you in the face, “didn’t you? I come over, you’re getting out of the shower? You text me those photos of all your cute outfits. Oh, and not to mention all your gripes about needing a real man. Surely you’re not dumb enough to think it’s your ridiculous roommate.”

“This isn’t about Steve,” you gulp.

“No, it’s about us. About you. I can’t have you under his roof when you belong to me.”

“Excuse me? Belong to you?”

“Oh, yes, darling, since the day we met. You never wondered once why none of your dates ever called you back?”

You stare at him. Shocked. He wouldn’t. Well you also didn’t think he’d do what he did the night before. How well do you truly know your best friend, if that’s what he is.

[billyrussohaven]

Into my Web

Chapter 7

Dark!Vampire!Billy Russo x Female Reader

Cowritten with @the-cult-of-russo

Ratings: Explicit 18+ ONLY

Warnings: Although this chapter might not include it, this fic will include; Sexual situations, swearing, human slave, biting, blood, murder, obsessive thoughts, dub con, stockholm syndrome, gaslighting.

"How does it work? Can I pick things I like and if it pleases you we get them? Or you pick them? How many pieces? Wait, what if nothing fits…" you asked, eating your bowl of cereal at the table and looking at Billy in front of you on his laptop. You were so excited you kicked your legs under the table. Billy wouldn't outwardly admit it but your excitement was pretty cute. He looked up from his laptop, giving you an amused smile.

"They have different sizes, you'll find somethin' that fits. I'll let you pick a few things but I'm gonna pick the rest. And I'll decide how much we get when we get there," he murmured patiently. He was in a surprisingly good mood that morning after what he'd done the night before. He felt a lot calmer and a lot sweeter with you after your very good behaviour.

"Is it only gonna be us two?" You asked while finishing up your cereal bowl.

"The people that work there'll be there too, so you need to be real good or you'll get in trouble," he warned lightly, raising a brow at you. He'd arranged it so there would be no other customers to make his life easier. It was amazing what money could get you.

"No naked. No asking for help. No running. I got it," you added with a serious face and a little nod. You really wanted this, there was no way you were gonna fuck this up. He flashed you a smile that was part amused and part proud as he gave you a nod. 

"Good. We're not leavin' until later, so just take the day to relax. Read or somethin'," he suggested, looking at his laptop as he typed on it.

"...Really?" You asked unsure, he never let you have a whole day off before. You looked up at him with your cute eyebrows up in awe. He looked at you once more and gave you a charming smile.

"Really. You've been a very good girl, you earned it," he smirked. He'd told you all along if you'd be good he could treat you well and now he needed to show that too. 

"Could I go read outside on the porch, please?" You asked sheepishly. It was a wonderful sunny day outside and you kinda wanted fresh air.

"You can put the choker on if you're unsure," you added looking down at your lap, you hated the thing but maybe meeting him halfway would work in your favor. He drummed his fingers on the table for a moment as he looked at you and thought about it. He'd know if you'd try to leave, he'd hear you. There was nothing around for miles and he'd easily catch you before you got far. It's how he'd always caught you. 

"It's fine, you can read on the porch," he murmured. It was another test and he knew the prospect of going shopping would most likely keep you in line for the day. And if you did decide to run… then you'd pay quite dearly.

You beamed at him and stood up quickly to put your dishes away and pick up your book. You stopped behind him and hesitated before giving him the smallest of hugs.

"Thank you," you said and left as quickly as you appeared behind him. He blinked dumbly at the doorway where you'd left for a moment, caught off guard by the small affection initiated by you. He hadn't expected it. He shook it off as he got back to his laptop, wanting to get some work done before it was time to leave. He'd keep a keen ear out for you to make sure you didn't try anything stupid.

"Have some wine, the March Hare said in an encouraging tone. Alice looked all round the table, but there was nothing on it but tea. I don’t see any wine, she remarked. There isn’t any, said the March Hare. Then it wasn’t very civil of you to offer it, said Alice angrily," you read out loud to yourself from the book on your lap. You even made all the different voices and you chuckled from time to time at the silliness of it. Billy's finger stilled in the keyboard as he smiled, hearing you reading the book aloud. This was one of his favorites as a young boy. That was when his love for books came to be, finding solace on the pages when he was drowning in loneliness and wondering what was so wrong with him that nobody loved him. He shook the memories off as he continued listening to you read, enjoying the way you really seemed into the book and how the words sounded coming from your sweet lips.

“It wasn’t very civil of you to sit down without being invited, said the March Hare. I didn’t know it was your table, said Alice; it’s laid for a great many more than three. Your hair wants cutting, said the Hatter. He had been looking at Alice for some time with great curiosity, and this was his first speech. You should learn not to make personal remarks, Alice said with some severity; it’s very rude!” you added before taking a sip of your coffee that Billy made you so you wouldn't get cold. It was fall weather even with the sun. He had also brought you a small throw blanket to put around your shoulder with a small scold about getting sick and all. Billy continued to listen to you for a while instead of doing his work. He couldn't help it. It brought a wave of nostalgia to him and for a moment, whatever tiny shred of humanity he might have had left trapped inside of his chest, felt for you. You were abandoned by your parents too. Only your fate was worse than a group home in some ways. You were lucky he bought you, which sounded absurd but he knew it was true. Most other vamps that took on human toys wouldn't hesitate to take them by force but that never appealed to Billy. Manipulation was one thing but brute force wasn't his style. He found himself growling at the thought of some other vamp doing that to you and he realised he was thinking about you far too much and he didn't like it. He chalked it up to the mind blowing anal he'd had the night before making his brain malfunction. 

He got back to work and tried to tune you out enough so you didn't distract him but not too much that he wouldn't hear if you tried to get away. Before long it was time for dinner and he only noticed because he heard your stomach from where he'd been at the dining table. Normally he'd get you to cook for yourself, order out and only occasionally make food for you when you were in your broken state. You weren't broken right now but he was trying to reinforce the good behaviour you'd been showing, so he stood up and started making food for you. He settled on something simple and quick, some pasta with a simple tomato and herb sauce. Once it was done, he set your plate on the table before he went to go and get you. You looked up from your book seeing him appear in the corner of your eye. Your nerves were getting used to it...kinda. It still caught you off guard seeing him appear out of thin air sometimes.

"I made dinner. After that we're gonna head out," he murmured as he looked at you. You looked so cosy with the blanket and the book like that.

"Okay I'll go eat quickly. Thanks," you said, getting up from the little nest you were snuggled into for the past hours. He was so kind today, you wondered when the other shoe would drop. You sighed at the thought of it but focused on now instead. One day at a time. You picked up everything and made your way inside.

You were almost in when you stepped on the blanket and tripped, the empty mug went flying out of your hand and broke upon impact. Your body followed suit and all the air left your lungs. You were relieved you hadn't cut yourself on the shards. You slowly lifted yourself on all four and began shaking, petrified.

"I-I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to! I tripped I-" you stuttered with a shaky voice, your hands trembling so hard you could hear the broken shards you held in your hand cling together. That was it. You fucked up. He'll put you back in the closet and you could kiss goodbye all the promises of clothes or travels. He heaved a sigh and rolled his eyes, annoyed with your clumsiness but also your dramatics. 

"It's fine. I'll deal with it. Go and eat before it gets cold," he muttered, trying to sound patient and failing just a little. He crouched down, taking all of the broken pieces before he moved to throw them in the trash.

You were already at the table, hurring to eat and brushed a tear away with your hand. You had to fuck up at the very last minute and you hated yourself for spoiling his mood.

"I'm sorry again," you said without looking up, knowing he'd hear it even if he was in the room or not. He looked over at you, blowing out an unneeded breath as he reminded himself this was a day to reward you. Rewards were just as important as punishments for training a pet, even if they were a little more annoying to deal with. He walked over, leaning down and placing a kiss to the top of your head. 

"It's fine. It was an accident, just need to watch where you're goin' next time," he said softly as he stroked a hand through your hair. He knew he'd contradicted himself since you'd been punished for accidents in the past, but he said it anyway. He just needed you to calm down so you could eat and then he could get the shopping over with.

"I will. I'll be good." You replied with a nod. You felt calmer after the small kiss and kept eating after taking a steading breath. You wondered where he was taking you shopping. Would it be a big mall like in the movies or a fancy store like in Paris?

He left you to eat as he went to get ready, he'd been lounging in sweats all day. He decided to stay casual, putting on jeans with a sweater he could wear with his leather jacket. It would be a bit chillier now the sun was going down. He looked in the closet for you too. You were wearing a sundress again paired with the maroon sweater from the day before. He didn't really have anything appropriate for the weather for you, hence the shopping trip. He pulled out one of his thick hoodies instead since it would look a little more normal than you wearing his sweater and also a pair of boxers since you couldn't turn up shopping with no underwear. Once he had them both, he walked back into the living area. You were sitting on the edge of the couch all freshly fed, teeth brushed and ready.

"I'm ready to go," you said, waiting for his instructions. You looked at the clothes he laid next to you and understood he wanted you to wear them which you did promptly.

"Any last pointers before we go? You talk for me?" you asked, standing up and rolling the sleeves up a bit so you could see your hands.

"Mostly. But if they speak to you, just be polite. As far as they know, I'm human and you're my girlfriend who has some… mental issues," he muttered. Going with the head trauma thing was the best thing he could come up with that might explain your odd behaviour. And he could always compel people to forget things if needed. You nodded and stayed silent, readying yourself for the outside world.

***

It was everything that you hoped for and more. The place was huge! There were dresses, shirts, blouses, jeans, shorts, underwear, accessories, shoes...There were so many options you didn't know where to start, the overwhelming awe kept you in place and you just looked at everything.

"Can you walk around with me, please? There's just so much I don't...I uh…" You asked quietly, turning your head to look up at him. You giggled excitingly but you were also out of your element. Billy had picked your clothes everyday since he brought you to his house. He nodded, hands in his jacket pockets as he looked around. There was only one girl here running the store since it was out of hours and that was what he requested. He'd paid good money to have the store to himself.

"What are these?" You asked quietly to Billy following right behind you. You held a piece of lace that looked like underwear but the back part seemed to be missing. He held back a smirk as he looked at the thong in your hand and decided he'd get you some. You'd need to wear something when you went to Frank's after all.

"Really good girls wear 'em when they leave the house. I'll get you some since you've been good," he said softly.

"Oh! So you pick them. They’re beautiful," you said, running your fingers on the delicate lace and the small bow at the front. You put it down and kept walking to the other section with what looked to be matching bras. You didn't own any but you remembered having one before you were bought by Billy. Yours looked nothing like these ones though, yours looked like an old white rag.

You turned to look at him with a pretty teal colored one you liked a lot and gave him a wide grin wondering if he'd like it too. He gave you a nod, he liked the color and you'd need bras too for when you went out. You looked at the bra and grabbed your breasts through your dress trying to find one that would fit. With a snort, he grabbed your hands and shook his head.

"Wait here," he murmured, moving over to the counter where the girl was looking bored. He came back over a few minutes later with her in tow.

"This nice lady is gonna measure you for a bra," he started, charming smile in place as he leaned in and kissed your cheek, lingering there.

"Behave yourself and do whatever she tells you to do. I can hear you, kitten," he whispered for only you to hear before he moved away. The veiled threat was clear even with the sweet smile on his face.

You nodded and looked timidly at the lady and followed her. She was super kind and measured around your chest and over your breast before telling you a number with a letter like it was supposed to mean something to you. You smiled even though you were clueless and nodded to her. She told you to pick the ones you liked and that she could help with the fitting when you'll try them on. Billy watched you walk away before he started adding a few thongs to the basket. He'd get matching bras when he knew what size you were. He walked around as he waited and added a few things here and there that he thought would look pretty on you but were a little more weather appropriate. You walked back to the bra area and looked around for Billy. You waved to him to join you over in the section. He walked over, having heard what the woman said from where he'd been and started picking some bras to match the thongs he'd gotten, including the teal ones you seemed to like.

"You get to pick one set yourself," he said as he glanced at you. You grinned at him and started looking around for one to pick but remembered something the lady had said.

"She wants me to try them on or something but you said no naked...but I didn't say anything I just nodded," you asked, whispering and checking the different models.

"It's okay. She just wants to see if they fit. This is the only time it's okay to do it, and it's only the bras, okay?" He handed over the bras to you as he eyed you carefully. He wasn't too fussed about some store clerk seeing your breasts when she'd measured a billion of them before. She wasn't anything he needed to worry about. You nodded at him and took all the bras he picked for you. You looked around and found a fushia one with black lace that caught your eyes. You pointed it to Billy with a wide smile telling him it was the set you wanted to pick.

"It's pretty," he affirmed with a nod. You'd surprised him. He'd half expected you to pick awful things he'd never let you wear but so far the things you'd picked had been decent. Then again, he'd taken you to a very upscale store that only sold fancy things. 

"Go try the bras on and make sure to behave," he waved a hand dismissively as he made a move to the tights and stockings, knowing you'd need them for some of the winter dresses he'd picked for you.

"Yes, sir!" You said grinning and walking back promptly to the lady to show her the ones you picked. A few adjustments and size switches later, you exited the cabin with all the ones you'd take home. Billy held out the basket for you to put them in so you could continue with the shopping. He was pleased by how well behaved you were being so far.

You kept walking around and found a pretty maroon cardigan that reminded you of Billy's. You unzipped the oversized hoodie you had on and tried the cardigan on. You loved how warm and soft it felt on your skin and you smiled looking down at it.

"What do you think?" You asked, smiling and doing a little twirl so he could see how it looked on you. His eyes swept over you, assessing how it looked. He liked it. The colour looked good and you still looked sweet. 

"I like it. Add it to the basket," he said with a nod. 

"I'm still gonna wear yours sometimes," you mumbled to yourself but the idea of choosing and owning your very own pleased you immensely. You shrugged it off your shoulders and picked back up his hoodie. His lips tugged up into a smirk at hearing your words. It was cute and he still wasn't sure just what about his scent you liked but he was pleased by it.

"Boots?" You asked looking at the pretty casual autumn boots they had by the wall. The only pair of shoes you owned were the black ballerinas you had on with the letters MK on it. Your toes were cold these days when you were outside.

"Please? So I don't get sick," you added, thinking back to his words earlier that afternoon. He looked from the boots before back at you.

"Pick two pairs," he commanded. You'd need some anyway to complete your new wardrobe. He didn't do things by halves and he wouldn't have any pet of his wearing unmatching clothes. You'd turn up to Frank's looking nice, well put together and well looked after. And Frank wouldn't be able to bitch about him for it.

"TWO?!" You said loudly out of pure excited astonishment. You clapped both hands over your mouth at how loud you said it and giggled. You were so overjoyed it just blurted out of you. He snorted, unable not to over you getting so excited over some boots.

"Two. Pick nice ones though and not ones with big heels," he said, amused. You were already clumsy enough, he imagined you walking like a baby deer on ice in big heels.

You grinned so widely your cheeks hurt. You pointed to a pair you liked a lot and waited for his approval. They were this greyish cream suede color and about knee high. He looked at them and considered the clothes he'd picked before he nodded, grabbing the ones in your size. They were nice and would match the clothes he'd gotten you. You looked around some more and pointed at a pair of black ones.

"How about these?" You asked, pointing to the pair in question. They were cute mid-calf military style boots like his but more girly with buckles and straps. He looked at them and smiled a little as he grabbed them.

"Yeah, I like 'em," he murmured. He knew you'd look pretty cute in them. He went over to the coats then, grabbing a leather jacket and putting it in the basket. Then he grabbed a few others, holding them in front of you as he decided which one to get. He settled on a nice longer one that had fur trim around the collar.

"Can I pick a scarf please?" You asked, eyeing the already full basket of clothes and couldn't believe these were all yours...

"Yeah, pick a couple," he nodded, he'd let you pick your own since they were only scarves. You picked a few of different colors and materials while he was busy debating whether or not to get you some leggings. Pants were usually a no go but it was getting colder. He wouldn't get you any jeans or anything but leggings would still make your ass look good. He swiped a few pairs and put them in the basket.

"Alright, I think we're done," he said, already getting bored now. He'd gotten you a lot of things, more than he'd planned but at least you now had the right kind of clothing for the weather, ready for your week at Frank's.

You nodded and followed him to the register while he paid for everything and the lady put it all into huge bags just like in the movies. He paid with his card and there were a few lingerie items he'd picked while you'd been in the fitting room with the woman.

"Thank you," you said timidly with a shy smile. You truly were grateful for him to bring you along and it definitely showed you that if you listened to him and were a good girl he'd be kind to you. No more closet… He looked at you with a warm smile, happy you were learning and that you appreciated it. He leaned down, placing a sweet kiss to your lips before he grabbed the bags.

"Let's go home," he grinned.

***

“There’s so much stuff!’ you said sitting on the floor in the walk-in around all the clothes and items he’d gotten you. You were cutting price tags and putting them in the appropriate clothes hamper to clean tomorrow. 

"When you're a good girl I get to treat you. Been tryin' to tell you that the whole time," he shrugged with a snort, leaning against the door to the closet as he watched you. It was nice having someone be so grateful for something he did for once.

“I’m looking forward to wearing them. Thank you again,” you repeated for the 10th time or something. You almost felt like a princess, like Rapunzel maybe.

He pushed himself off the door and decided to tear himself away from just watching you happily sort through your new clothes.

"I'm gonna go take a shower," he murmured, not waiting for a response before he made his way to the bathroom. He'd had an oddly nice day with you and he'd enjoyed it. It was much nicer having you this way than being stuck inside with you being awkward and unwilling to let him touch you. He was pleased with how much progress he'd made with you. You looked up seeing him walking away to the bathroom and thought about how and what you could do to please him, thank him for the wonderful day. You almost felt like a normal person or what you thought normal girls your age did on a day off. You got up and bit your lower lip considering joining him in the shower. It wasn’t something you ever did nor that he ever asked you to but you slipped out of your clothes and made your way to the bathroom.

You walked in to quite a sight that had you gasping softly. He had his back to you already in the shower with the hot water trickling down his body, his dark hair wet and messy on his head. For a second there you were wondering who was pleasing who. You walked in the shower with him and ran your fingertips on his muscular back down to his perfect buttcheeks. He'd been so wrapped up in his thoughts, mildly concerned about how much he'd enjoyed the day with you that he hadn't even heard you come in. He flinched a little, startled as he whipped around and coming face to face with you. He really hadn't expected this.

"Need somethin', kitten?" He asked with an amused smirk. You'd never just followed him to the shower before and your bold touches were quite welcome. He liked that you were getting more comfortable about it.

You looked at his glorious wet body with his messy hair over his face and bit your lip to stifle a moan that wanted to escape you by just looking at him. The front view was even better than the back. You’d seen him naked plenty of times but there was something about him being in the shower that made your core purr. You leaned toward him and took the loofah in your hand.

“I want to wash you and please you,” you said with a shy smile. It was a new thing for both of you but you wanted him to relax and enjoy his shower after the long shopping. Both of his brows raised at your words and he smirked slyly at you, reaching out and stroking your hair sweetly.

"You're really bein' a good girl for me recently," he mused, happy about it as he gave you a smile. You smiled and added his body wash to the loofah and ran it over his chest, enjoying looking at every inch of it.

“Is there a thing as being too much of a good girl?” you wondered aloud, moving to wash his strong arms.

He chuckled and shook his head as he watched you, enjoying the feel of you washing him. 

"Not really. I'm just not used to you behavin' for me," he teased with a smirk.

“I guess we’re both learning and adjusting,” you said, thinking about how fast things went from 0 to 50 in just a few days. You still were scared of him, you knew you were washing a very dangerous beast but he’d been giving you a lot of attention and been so kind to you. You held his torso and gave it a small twist so he’d turn around for you to wash his back. He hummed in agreement as he thought about it and turned around. He was learning a lot. He'd learnt that despite how innocent you were, you were apparently a very sexual creature with an insatiable appetite. It gave him the perfect way to reward and punish you while also having his own fun.

"So… there's somethin' I keep wonderin' about," he murmured as you washed his back. He felt himself relax under your touch, he liked the feeling of being taken care of like this.

“What is it?” you wondered, you put the loofah around your wrist and used the soap lather to massage his shoulders for a bit. He felt himself relax more and he was practically purring.

"You said you like the way I smell, you like wearin' my clothes. I'm just curious what about it you like," he said softly, leaning into your soft touch..You hummed considering his question and why you liked the smell of him and his clothes. You found yourself often burying your nose in his sweaters when you did his laundry.

“I’m not exactly sure why to be honest, there’s just a pull, like I’d bury my face in a sweater you’ve worn and it makes me fuzzy here,” you rubbed your hand on your chest.

“It’s like I just wanna snuggle up in a ball with it and sleep,” you added shrugging. You didn’t know if you were making sense but it was the best you could do at the moment. 

He was smirking but you couldn't see it with his back to you as he thought about your words. You were getting attached to him and he wondered if his scent made you feel safe. You were right where he wanted you, relying on him, being attached to him and needing him. 

“Is it a bad thing?” you asked not seeing his reaction to your explanation. You kneeled down on the tiled floor and washed his long legs waiting for his answer. He turned around, looking down at you, his smirk now a sweet and kind smile. He stroked a hand through your hair, enjoying the sight of you on your knees like that in front of him.

"No… it's a good thing," he murmured as his hand toyed with your hair.

"I enjoy your scent too," he added. He left out the way it made his mouth water and how he often had the urge to bury his fangs into the soft flesh of your neck.

You looked up surprised at him, you weren’t expecting that.

“Really? But I don’t have fancy soaps or cologne or...I mean I’m just me,” you said with a shrug. You were a toy, a slave or whatever you could call yourself. You didn’t understand the appeal. He pulled you to stand, a hand going to the back of your neck as the other gripped your ass making you moan. He buried his face in the crook of your neck and took a deep inhale. He felt his mouth water, resisting the urge his fangs had to descend as he took in your sweet scent. He placed an open mouthed kiss to your pulse point as he held you close.

"You smell… perfect," he drawled against your neck. He was going to say delicious but he didn't think you'd appreciate it. Something came over you and you reached upward for him and moved your head to kiss him, making him kiss you back greedily with a moan. You pressed yourself against his body until his back hit the tile wall. You didn’t know why but your body really wanted to.

He gasped into the kiss and moved his head away a little, blinking his dark eyes down at you as he smirked. This was quite an interesting development.

“I… I don’t know, I’m sorry I just...did it,” you tried to explain after seeing his face. You were starting to understand your body knew a lot more than your head did and when you just went with your gut feelings, they weren’t often off when it came to pleasure. He licked his lower lip as his eyes trailed your naked and slightly wet body, his hand wandering down your chest and palming a breast softly. He leaned in, brushing his lips against yours teasingly with a wicked grin.

"Don't be sorry. I like it when you kiss me, kitten," he purred, nipping your lower lip and tugging on it a little.

“How can I please you tonight? How do you want me?” you asked, running your hands over his hips and lifted yourself on tiptoes to kiss his soft lips again. The height difference wasn’t that big but you liked it.

He kissed you back slowly with a groan, taking his time as his tongue explored every inch of your mouth. When he pulled away, he kissed his way to your ear.

"With your mouth," he murmured, happy you were so eager to please him. He knew having a pet would pay off in the end. You kissed him once more before kneeling in front of him, your eyes never leaving his as you kissed and licked your way to his already hard cock. You steadied yourself with one hand on his hip and reached between his legs with the other. He watched you with rapt attention, anticipation running through him as he stroked your hair and leaned back against the wall. You licked the side of his entire length and ran your tongue over the small v under the head of it, which had a firework reaction out of him instantly.

“Too much?” you asked between wet kisses over the head still.

His lips were parted, eyes even darker than normal as they were glued to you and he shook his head.

"No… keep goin'," he demanded, his voice a little rougher than intended with how turned on he was. He wondered if you'd been practicing when you had alone time because you were getting so much better and more confident with it. You grinned, happy you found a spot he loved all by yourself. You gave the sensitive area a few more teasing licks before taking him inside your mouth. You had tried to practice on a toy over the gag reflex with very few results but he didn’t seem to mind it so much yet. He let out a dirty moan at the feel of your sweet mouth around him, eyes falling shut as he arched into you a little. No matter what you did to him, he always seemed to love it. He'd been with a lot of different people, some with tonnes of experience, yet nothing compared to you.

You thought of something as he arched into your mouth a bit and wondered. You kept your attention on his balls and cock but you reached up for his hand. You ran your thumb over it and placed it in your hair on top of your head. You were at least up to trying it if he wanted to. He opened his eyes as he looked down at you curiously, his hand stroking your head. He arched into your mouth again, a little more this time as he watched you, gauging your reaction.

You nodded looking up at him, putting a hand over his hip and squeezed it slightly, hoping he’d get the cue if it got too much to handle. You didn’t know if he’d stop but at least you’d try. He gripped your head, fucking your mouth with a deep groan. He wasn't too rough at first but it still felt good as he used your mouth to pleasure himself. He felt his release already creeping up on him, the sight of you knelt for him and letting him fuck your mouth overwhelming him. His moans got a little louder as his pleasure increased and he fucked into your mouth a little harder, gasping when his cock hit the back of your throat.

You squeezed his hip hard, feeling your throat fight the foreign object and making you unable to get air to your lungs. You tried to move away but there’s just so much you can do against vampire strength. He loved the feel of you choking on his cock but he growled and pulled your head away from him to let you breathe. He knew you weren't ready for it, not yet. He didn't need to scare you from trying it again.

"Such a good girl for me, sweet kitty cat," he murmured breathlessly, stroking your hair sweetly. You coughed and gasped loudly, trying to fight your abdomen from heaving over your dinner. You swallowed thickly and looked up at him sheepishly, at least you tried…

“Sorry, I tried,” you said with a sore throat giving him a small shrug.

"Don't be sorry, you did good, sweetheart," he said softly, his hand still caressing your hair. He was pleased you'd given it a go, been the one to initiate it.

You shivered but reached out for him again, wanting to finish what he had asked of you. You worked him harder with your mouth and both hands greedily. He was moaning wantonly, his body squirming a little as he fought the urge to fuck your mouth again. He felt like someone set him on fire, burning him up from the inside out.

"Atta girl, don't stop," he moaned, eyes squeezed shut as he let the sensations wash over him. He was so close.

“Mmhmm!” You moaned around him and kept the harsh pace you started with, your lips getting slightly numb and tingly. The grip on your hair tightened as he gasped and moaned like a little bitch, feeling his release hitting him hard. He came in your mouth, the pleasure swallowing him whole as it travelled from his head right down to his toes.

You looked up at him, your mouth full of his cum and kicked down the sudden urge to defy his commands slightly by not swallowing it, remembering the slaps he gave you the other day. You considered just long enough for him to see. His eyes narrowed a little, the grasp on your hair getting tighter.

"I won't make you feel good if you don't be a good girl," he growled darkly. You'd been behaving so well, he had no idea where this sudden defiance came from. It annoyed him but also turned him on a little. You swallowed it all in one gulp and opened your mouth to show him. He yanked you up roughly, shoving you against the cold tiles of the wall making you squeal in surprise. He knelt down, tossing one of your legs over his shoulder as he started licking and sucking your pussy like he needed it to breathe.

Your moans were loud in the shower and sounded inhuman. You grasped his hair and rolled your hips against his face unabashedly. This had to be your favorite thing so far, maybe the anal of yesterday following close but it made you feel like liquid silk. He moaned against you at you being so wanton and needy for him. One of his hands pressed your stomach to keep you pinned to the wall and he brought the other up, slipping two fingers into your tight pussy as he sucked at your clit hungrily.

"Oh god-How can this feel so good?" You said in a whiny voice, hitting your head back on the tiled wall. You could spend the entire day with him between your legs and his fingers inside you like that. He smirked as he went at you harder, eager to make you fall apart under his touch. He loved how you let him know how good he made you feel, stroking his ego. He fucked you harder with his fingers as he assaulted your clit with attention, moaning at the taste and feel of you.

You moved both hands to his shoulders and tried to stay standing feeling your knees almost giving out from under you. It was so intense your legs shook as the pleasure became almost overwhelming. Your gasps and whines became high-pitched and foretold your orgasm about to explode, just by the corner, almost there. The hand on your stomach slid up to your breast and he pinched and toyed with your nipple as he suckled at your clit harshly. His fingers were merciless and he slipped one more in, feeling you stretch around them as you struggled to take them all. You came hard in a loud moan and your knees gave out. He held you up pressed on the wall with one strong hand as you rode the waves of pleasure crashing into you. Your body broke out in goosebumps, shivering with your lips slightly blue from being under the water for so long. The heat of your desire not warming you up much anymore.

He stood up, picking you up and wrapping your legs around his middle as he carried you out of the shower and grabbing a towel as he went. He placed you on the bed and started drying you gently.

"You okay?" He asked, glancing at you as he dried you off with the towel.

"Mmhmm," you hummed with your eyes half closed and swayed slightly from side to side like a drunk person. He smiled at you as he dried you. He liked you like this. All soft and warm and sweet. Obedient. When he was done, he placed a tender kiss to your cheek.

"Get some rest, sweetheart," he murmured, stroking a hand through your hair. You were half-asleep at this point when you reached for him and pulled him closer to you. You nuzzled his neck, took a long breath and hummed at his scent before letting your body flop down on the pillows.

"Good night," you said sleepily 

[kagedbird]

TESSDE AU (+ Lucia :]) (Lucia part 18)

Silvia: *grunts, spitting out blood from her mouth but is still laughing* How delicious! I have never felt a power like yours, girl.

Allora: *blood caked over her blue eye, half closed, one arm looking like it'd been nearly sliced off with incisors too long to be real, protectively on all fours above Lucien while she stealth heals his wounds* Laugh it up, fuzzball.

Lucien: *gasping in agony as a shard of glass had been embedded into his side and removed so Allora could heal it, grimacing at the nerves being wrecked around far too much to be comfortable*

Allora: *taps on the floor in morse code as she talks: Can you stand?* What are you? Never met anyone like you either.

Lucien: *shakily taps: not yet.* A ho-horrendous monstrosity- *cough*

Silvia: Ahh, Lucien! You always were so much keener than your pathetic parents. But I'm afraid it's not quite correct.

Allora: A hag then?

Silvia: Keen eye, keen eye! I saw my sister's charm on you. Wouldn't have kept me at bay, mind you, but very cute trinket! What gave me away~?

Allora: You were attempting to steal Lucia, weren't you?

Silvia: Hmm, not at the time! But if things had gone along as they should have, I would have. *snickers before cutting it off with a growl and snap of her teeth* The child was too bright, however. I'll blame that on you.

Allora: *smirks* Stranger danger is a very important lesson to learn, “Auntie.” Even for so-called family.

Silvia: Oh, but you'll find I'm far happier where I am now! Why take a child when I can just take you, my dear?

Allora: *snorts, feeling Lucien tap that he was ready* Yeah, good fuckin’ luck with that. *lunges forward, claws extended and jaw snapping onto Silvia's throat, snarling and exploding in fire*

Silvia: *screeches, being consumed in the flames that trailed from Allora's body onto her own, ripping Allora away from her and digging her own extended claws into her side, clinking off the scales but managing to drag them across her bicep as the woman pulled back* You wretch!

Lucien: *on his feet the second Allora was off, conjuring Puppy to attack Silvia, blasting her with an amplified Sparks spell the second Puppy went down* Take that!

Silvia: *snarls, body shuddering as she pulls back against a wall, dodging a punch from Allora and watching her destroy half of the stone* You'll have to do better than that! *casts Life Drain on Allora, hoping to slow her down*

Allora: *grunts, bearing through the pain as she rips her claws through Silvia's chest, bloody fangs bared in a ferocious snarl* Yol Tor SHUL! *lets out a fire breath that ravages Silvia's body, leaping back to Lucien the second it was finished and the hag crumpled*

Silvia: *breathing haggard, bleeding profusely, scowling at the both of them for the first time* You both… are more trouble than you're worth…

Allora: *sneering* Then drop dead all ready.

Lucien: *panting heavily* You'd… certainly do us a favour. Woof… been a minute… since we've done combat…

Silvia: *grunts, holding the wound on her chest, sighing and tilting her head back* I'm afraid I can't do that, my dear pets. Seems I must be off now. I'll come back later… and I'll be far more prepared next time.

Silvia draws her blood covered hand from her chest and trails a finger in the air, the ichor floating in air where her finger leaves, tracing a circle pattern with various curls growing inside the circle.

Before the two can do anything, the blood glows brightly, and Silvia is shunted away, making Allora snap her fangs and snarl.

Allora: Bitch.

Lucien: *falls to his knees, exhausted, still in a good amount of pain* Oh gods that was awful.

Allora: *crouches down and places her hand on his shoulder* You all right honey?

Lucien: I suppose… this is better… than fighting with my parents…

Allora: *chuckles, patting his back softly* Yeah. I'll take combat over social shit any day. Come on, let's get out of here.

[kris-mage-fics]

Scarlet Hollow ask game

I was tagged ages ago by @georgiedoesntfloat and I'm finally doing it! (Not from a lack of want, but my spoons have been seriously depleted by the heat.)

TRAITS:

Your "canon" trait combination? None. My first run was Street Smart + Keen Eye, but I don't consider it my canon run. To me each run is it's own canon, but in alternative or parallel universe. I also have a Hot + Book Smart character, a Street Smart + Powerful Build character, and a Mystical + Talk to Animals character.

What third trait would you add for hardcore mode? I think for my Street Smart + Keen Eye character I'd add either Mystical or Book Smart so they'd find out more about the mystery. Hot + Book Smart, I'd add Keen Eye, because it feels like it would fit her the most. Street Smart + Powerful Build, she'd get Book Smart since she's a teacher. And Mystical + Talk to Animals would get Hot, to balance out how weird they are!

What trait are you least drawn to? So before Episode 4 came out I would've said Hot, but now I think it's Powerful Build. Those two are my lowest. I like playing characters who are smart in some way or notice things, and I like weirdos, so the other traits draw me more. But they are all great and a lot of fun!

Coolest trait? I'm with Georgie on this, it's Mystical! You get the strangest information from it, and it's just generally a weird vibe that I love. Plus there was a Mystical line in Episode 1 that had me laughing for a solid 5 minutes! (The one about being a modern day Cassandra, I almost started hyperventilating!)

ROMANCE:

Who are you romancing? Avery, Kaneeka, Oscar, and Reese for sure. Though one of my characters won't romance anyone. I don't know about Stella yet, I'll have to see if another character I make in the future vibes right with her or not.

What romance are you least interested in? Dr. Kelly and Sybil! I don't think I can bring myself to do those even for the sake of curiosity. Wayne I might do out of curiosity, but that remains to be seen.

Who would you romance if every single character was eligible? Harrison, she seems like a real sweetheart! I love her enthusiasm for Stella's videos, it's very cute!

MISCELLANEOUS:

What character would hurt you the most if something bad happened to them? Oh man, that's a hard one! Okay, I know it's ridiculous, but if anything happens to Dustin I'd cry! But I'd also cry if something terrible happened to half of the characters! At least let me get Tabitha, Kaneeka, Reese, Avery, and Stella through the week (I'm hoping the danger has passed for Oscar and Rosalina, so I didn't include them). Look, I bawled my eyes out at the end of Episode 4, and I've only played it once because I don't want to cry that hard again. I probably won't cry that much, but it could happen.

Would you stay in Scarlet Hollow when the week is over? Me personally? I don't know, I guess it depends on how things turn out. But probably not, I don't really want to move back to the US. As of right now I couldn't answer honestly for any of my characters. There are too many variables, and they all have different priorities in life.

Who would you vote for dog mayor? I didn't actually met the dog militia in my one time playing through Episode 4, so for now I'll defer to Gretchen's judgement and say Scraps. (This might change after meeting all the other dogs.) Tagging no one because I think all the Scarlet Hollow folks I know of have been tagged already. But if you haven't been, and see this, consider yourself tagged! (No pressure though!)

[idleiji]

♪ ࣪ ׂ IDLEIJI ៵ ࣪

I'm sort of new to Tumblr—? I'm still figuring out how it works lol

(Im unsure what to do on this so I'm mostly following what other people are doing...😭 Do people still make these? Oh well idrc since i like cute stuff)

Definitely overdid this but I just couldn't help it

♪About me

I'm Eijin! You can call me eiji or ei instead, any nickname is accepted!

I'm 21 (still can't believe it) and I use he/him pronouns, I'm a trans bisexual man (with male preference) if you're curious. I'm neurodivergent(audhd) and English isn't my first language, so I may say something wrong without realizing so please tell me :)

Also if I ever make you feel uncomfy or weird then I'm very sorry, I can't control it but I'll try to better myself 🙏🙏 ik I'm a bit weird at times but

I'm been learning English for a year now though but I'm not that fluent!

I mostly draw and play in my free time and right now this blog mainly focuses on degrees of lewdity (though may still include content of other things)

I'll give weird compliments like saying your art/writing is so miao miao and saying what ur art/writing taste like... But no exceptions, unless you say so, and I might overuse the :) emote

More info below

♪Contents you'll see

I'll mostly draw shitposts and nsfw content since the game I'm focusing on is a porn game after all but I'll also draw some sfw fluff! I'm also considering gore

I draw certain fetishes that some people may not want to see including : BDSM, size gap, forced feminization, bondage, futanari, pegging, knife play, toxic relationships, dubcon + more but those are the most common one to expect so beware of it!

Dni if you fit the basic dni criteria, if you have any incest stuff, a pedophile and (yes it includes shotacons and lolicons. Don't try to justify it. fictional or not, no. Please get professional help in the nicest way possible) minor, zoophiles or anti, other than that just be a normal person here.

(we fuck with hybrids and monsters and that's all. No real animals will be harmed)

Ofc I don't support actual rape, yanderes and other abnormal things here. The things I depict is fictional and are for entertainment purposes only and should not be supported! If you do I'll personally attack you as a victim myself lmao

Since I'll be posting dol related contents and mostly nsfw-y contents, I'll be blocking Minors and Ageless blogs! I'm very sorry but you guys are not legal yet, or you are but better safe than sorry

I don't really check who interacts with my posts much other than followings so I don't block alot but Ik very well you kids are gonna interact and I can't control your actions anyways so idrc if you like seeing these stuff, it's your choice but please for the love of God, just don't follow me or interact. I don't want kids in my blog.

Make sure you're atleast 18 and you can handle dark content. If you aren't, block me or I'll block you, no complaning. If I found out about it I will block you and I won't unblock. Come back when you're legal. The legal age of consent in my country is 16 but to avoid any problems with it I set it the same as Americans, so 18 above.

if your country's "legal" age is lower or the same as mine and you are technically "legal" I'll still block you, no questions ask!

BTW if you have incest stuff in your blog and I interacted with you first don't mind me I interacted first so it's my problem. It'd be great if you have any tws though, not like you need to but I'd appreciate it. If you are the other dnis criteria however, if I find out I'll immediately block, or you tell me, either way it's a block. It's definitely because I REALLY liked your writing or art which is not as often so other than that reasons, it'd be a mistake then

I'm more fine with stepcest though I'm not keen on that stuff but if I interacted then don't mind me, I probably had the same reason as the others, dd/lg I don't mind as long as it's not THAT explicit

Ik I'm weird and odly specific about those stuff but I have the 'tism and lots of conflicting feelings 🙏

♪About my ocs

♪ My main oc is called melodi/mel! I use him alot to represent myself on my behalf but why is it that we haven't seen him you ask? It's because he's a music note... Always have been... It's kinda embarrassing but I was too lazy to make a character for him so I used a music note since I liked music alot... (Hence why I have alot of music notes in my blog) but I'll make him a character design soon!

One thing to know about him is that he's a tsundere(yandere), don't ask me why but I think it's cute that way... He's just a little introvert who makes music and rots in his bedroom all day and never comes out of his dungeon

He likes pizza.

♪ My DoL PC, Shiki, also known as Kiki. He's one of my main saves (along with one other) and he's a defiant magician who wants nothing more than to leave this fucked up town

Though he's technically a full time magician, his main income is modeling + searching antiques coz the pay of a magician sucks ass lol... (the most he'd get is 20 weekly might get an extra 100 because of his looks... Keyword: might) though he doesn't care since he took that job just for the orphans. He wants to magic himself gone but he only knows children magic, he swears he will do it one day

He mostly does magic shows for children. He has weekly shows to raise hope and most of the magic shows are about Bailey and doing very very mean things to him so it also raises rebelliousness lol

He pretty much hates everyone (he hates all the School LIs, he's softer for Robin but tbh Kiki thinks Robin is kind of a burden sometimes, he uses Avery for money and doesn't give a shit about everyone else) I think he only likes Yami because they're the same and Yami... Helps him out

Kinda an opposite of Bailey! (not really... He's still really mean like Bailey though not towards the orphans and despite acting tough he's a coward)

♪ Another DoL PC is Yami. She could be seen as an older sister figure to Kiki and fucks with remy, alot, and she's just a normal model! (lie)

She models but she does that to cover up the fact that's she's Corrupted :) probably the one who reccomend Kiki to model

She's definitely a green tea bitch/white lotus!! She acts all sweet and innocent but then gets all bitchy

Used to be an orphan at bailey's orphanage and is staying in town to help the other orphans + Kiki. Doesn't give a single shit if she's committing a crime because she hates the town, she likes Kiki since they have the same mindset and helps him with his magic shows as an assistant

♪Status

I may be a bit busy and may not update as much due to personal reasons but I'll try my best to provide as much content as I can! I'll post when I can and I've been meaning to make a dol blog for a long time but couldn't...

Please don't be discouraged to ask! My askbox(?) is always free and I'll try my best to answer your questions (and I like interactions)

Sorry for the accidental rant abt my oc's can't help it they're my current hyperfixation along with dol (also sorry if my behavior makes you feel uncomfortable!! Blame it on the 'tism /j)

♪ LINKS:

Oc Kiki 1 2 3 4

Oc Yami 1

Oc Mel 1

♪ DOL DESIGNS:

Robin the orphan

Whitney the bully

Sydney the faithful or fallen

Kylar the loner

Avery the businessperson

Alex the farmhand

I swear I'll do an actual character sheet

[yanaequa]

In what ways do you relate to Woo Youngwoo and the drama? And do you think it's good autistic representation? Thanks for answering!

Hello anon, Thanks for asking! Time to talk about myself, woohoo!

First, the background.

I am 24 year old autistic woman, who got a job in my profession about a year ago. although I am not lawyer as Youngwoo, My job absolutely utilizes what I majored & learned in university, so I am using my knowledge at my full potential for my work, as Youngwoo does in her profession!

To talk about my job further, it is something close to debugging; I find out what the problem is, then test out what would be the reason of it, then figure out how to fix it. It's all about keen observation, deduction, and creativity (also organization. I suck at this so I really wish I could be like Youngwoo when I need it!); It feels like I'm solving whale quiz every time!

Next, the behavior.

I ABSOLUTELY love babbling out what I am interested as Youngwoo does (it's not fixed to one topic unlike Younwoo's fixation to whales, but I would say I am just interested in many things!), and my facial expression changes absolute joy (with tee-hee smile, according to my friend's observation) when I speak about such, I have hell of a reaction when I am surprised (I shout or flinch, or both), I hate loud noises (I can tolerate better than Youngwoo does, tho, so I don't have noise-canceling headphone, but I prefer quiet places like library or bookstore), I like running around all over places when I am excited or nervous; I speak in very considerate when I am focusing, but I slip out rude words when I am off-guard; I do "ah" when someone points out what I did not notice; I am cute and lovely as she does (joke intended, but I actually think I am!)

Also, it's bit embarrassing to say it myself, but I am really smart. in Wechler Intelligence Scale, I got 140(sd 15) in perceptual reasoning. That means, at least in that field, I am above 99.6 percentile. other section is above average, too. (I am aware that IQ is not comprehensive way to judge one's overall intelligence, but at least it means I am really good at something, I hope) I don't own a photographic memory like Youngwoo, but I am good at finding connection between things, and overall structures of how things are made up by just skimming through it, and deducing what people actually meant based on their behavior and words. It helped me so much on masking and making up lack of social intuition.

Well my friends say "man, Young-woo's behavior absolutely reminded you", so behavior-wise, I believe that we have lot of thing in common.

Now about surroundings.

I have a friend who has known me for about a decade; I met her in secondary school, she tried becoming friend as protecting & looking after me, then I helped her a lot when she had hard time. We are real besties right now, and she is super social and outgoing.

My boss has trouble figuring out how to handle me but also thinks that I'm good at my job and gives professional advice when needed. He does scold me when I am not acting professional, but also likes showing cats and accepts me as great coworker. I also have a mentor who gives an advice what action would been more appropriate for what I intended, and keep encourages me that I'm doing well. Also he warned me for loud noises before he started using air gun. I became openly autistic after EAW aired, then it became SO much easier to explain about myself & how I feel and think, and they understand my struggle & be kind to me.

I also had love interests, and recently started seeing someone; I knew him way before EAW launched, but as EAW launched, I could tell him that I am autistic, then we got close to each other as we discussed about the show. We are now seeing each other; he is like Junho to me :D EAW cleared some of the doubts I had in mind & gave the guideline to how to see a person & learn them, so I am thanking the drama a lot!

Oh and my mom is narcissistic. I love her & she loves me too. It took a long time to understand her, but I think I am getting her. I'm not sure if she understands me though, but I don't mind that much.

Hope this answers your question!

[sysig]

Would you smooch an alien: Yeah or Heck Yeah (Patreon)

[littlecafe]

!!definitely, no company operates independently if 80 something percent of it is owned by a parent company, its just basic business. and they just released a shoot video for their next boygroup trainees? the timing is just very off

oh ya i agree completely the graphics have significantly downgraded since merging, nuests last album cover was so weird (but at least there was more effort in those teasers) and it was the same with their merch too...and now this one its just black text and pixelated numbers fdhsks

i saw theories this album was supposed to be for april...but now its a a disbandment album. even the concept to me doesnt match what a goodbye album would look like from them? the blank white previews really do make it clearer that they werent ready :(

ahh youre not wrong the two who resigned had the most schedules going on as of recent, so it made sense to me at first when they said the other three didnt sign...

(thanks for ranting w me i appreciate being able to talk about it >< ♥)

exactly!! i honestly can't believe there are people that don't see or understand that, even if this is kpop it's business and business runs the same everywhere

did they really??? a new boy group...wow.....oh wait i just searched it up i've seen this group mentioned before didn't they have a show or something i remember seeing some lyrics controversy but i won't derail this anymore lol but the timing sure is...something even if it's just a coincidence it's still rubbing some salt into the wounds....

even before the merger pledis has always been lazy with design lmao either that or they just don't budget a lot for it if they're paying someone for these (but what else is new, pledis is cheap) which reminds me of a nancy unboxing i watched a while back (i had to go find it, linked to timestamp), she mentioned that a fan found out one of svt's album color version was literally a direct inverse(?) of another one aka there was zero thought being put into color scheme....

i honestly try to erase romanticize's design choice out of my head like i gasped the first time i saw their teasers come out with that pls sakjhfdksfhs it was so ugly but i feel like another group had some similar design with some atrocious font spacing but i can't remember now i can only think of svt's the ode album but that "minimalistic" design would be more in line with what they did for nu'est the nocturne album which were also both......an interesting take on minimalism, font focused design (nct did something similar with their regular irregular era posters which i found much cuter)

honestly with pledis designs there's no vision which makes them pretty unmemorable, they're lucky the boys are pretty enough to make it work lmao their best work for me would be happily ever after album along with the website they made for it

yea...i've seen people suspecting the 10 year anniversary promos were supposed to lead up to the new album in april, it's so obvious this album was still in the works and got repurposed to be a goodbye album bc you're right the concept just doesn't make sense at all and they virtually have no design shdsfsdfdsf looking at the listed album goods too it's like nonexistent compared to any of their other album releases, they were really not ready to put this out

ugh...ok i thought so....this is 100% my cynical side speaking now that i've had more time to sit on it but i really don't like how they somehow managed to keep those with higher amounts of individual schedule (and possibly individual appeal) while the others just magically decide not to renew, sounds like someone was trying to min max profits, since despite nu'est doing well in korea, there's no doubt that managing 2 successful solo acts will be easier and less costly than kpop group promotions

also i was just so shocked jr would be one of the ones to not sign like maybe i'm delusional but that was like..did i read this wrong?? i just don't believe if he was given a proper chance to stay as nu'est that he would refuse that

but yes ofc!! it's nice to have someone to talk it out with since the situation got so ridiculous so fast, we all went from shocked and sad to collective frustration practically overnight lol

[arcade-writing]

Hi 🤗🤗I could make an imagine where Soul Mates with Viktor and Reader, where reader receives her soulmate brand with the name of viktor, but they are already laboratory colleagues and she is afraid that their relationship will get in the way of viktor's work and also that her name will not whatever is on your wrist, but they love each other very much. Thank you

Soulmate aus, they're so cute! I'm a sucker them honestly. I use to read the red string ones alot growing up

I hope you don't mind I made a few small changes to the prompt. Nothing major! Through, not gonna lie, the last part I've been struggling to read since I got this request

Hope you enjoy regardless!

Branded souls

Pairing: Viktor X reader

Warning: awkward encounters that'll give you second hand embarassment

In a world of magic and science; it only seemed fitting of the universe to make soulmates a thing. At first you weren't keen to the idea - being bound to someone due to the universes word. It felt forced. Fake. How could sny real relationship thrive knowing you two HAD to be with each other.

Sure plenty of people went against their mark but it wasn't hard to ignore another name branded on their skin. Knowing regardless there will be someone else in the world that's ment to be their perfect other half.

It's why you gave up dating. You couldn't do it anymore. Because In the end, they always found their soulmate and left you to be lonely. Once again.

Didn't help your soulmates hand writing was barely readable. Far too cursive and scruffy. As if someone couldn't decide how they wanted it to be. To go against nature of nurture. You were all taught cursive in school and many stuck to it. Many didn't.

It took you a few years to understand the name was 'Viktor'

and even longer to find out the very person you've been crushing on was that very Viktor. You chalked it up to denial. Deep deep denial. You didn't want to believe you fell right into the universe's palm. That you found the one person you tried to avoid. That you were scared to meet.

You got hopeful that maybe, he felt the same. Did he avoid looking for you? Has he been waiting thks whole time?

You shouldn't of asked. You really shouldn't of.

"I haven't look at mine since - uhh - when I first got it."

Shock was not the word that could describe how you felt and yet you couldn't pinpoint it to any other feeling. Flabbergasted perhaps? It all means the same thing regardless. To think he hasn't looked at his since 18. That was - unthinkable. Did he really not pay that much attention to it? Was he not even a little curious?

"Seriously? Have you not thought about?"

"I try not, I'm far too busy, I knew the curiosity was going to get the better of me."

"Right...."

You couldn't believe you were this upset. For years you've been actively avoiding searching but now you've come so close - you couldn't help but feel defeated. Here he was. Right next to you. Talking to you. And yet he had no interest in pursuing you. If he knew you were his soulmate - would he stop letting you be around him?

And so you never told him. It's been years since that encounter. You two haven't been parted since; you met early in adulthood. Him being an assistant and you were the mail carrier. He would often walk with you on your rounds; that's how you get close. He was good company.

But now he was an successful inventor. The second creator of hextech. Standing right beside the Golden boy of Piltover. If he was busy before - he definitely far too busy now. You tried dating since your talk but none of them made you feel the way he did. They didn't get you.

He was your soulmate.

And you wanted to be his, even if you were branded to be. You wanted him to believe it himself.

"Hello fellow geniuses~!"

Jayce grinned as he saw you meanwhile Viktor snorted. "Fellow?"

"I'm a genius in my own way."

He shook his head as you set down his coffee. Leaving an extra coffee on a nearby table for Sky, surprised she wasn't already here. Handing jayce his bag of Sandwiches. Man was an animal when it comes to food. You didn't know how he could eat that Much.

You threw the small string tied pile next to Sky's coffee, knowing they'll look at their mail later.

"So, what's the latest invention?"

You peered over the desk. Seeing tools scattered around the table and blueprints covering the floor.

"Actually, it's something for you." Jayce spoke up, eyeing Viktor with a knowing smile.

You raised a brow. Looking between them.

"Viktor believed this would help you with your mail service, better than tiring yourself out."

You looked at Viktor, a soft blush on your cheeks as you smiled. Viktors ears were red as he looked down at the papers with a cold glare. Holding out the paper as he pointed to the diagram.

"A small arm to stamp and seal the mail whilst you make your rounds, to hand it out along-side you."

As he explained how they'd place it on your cart you couldn't help but stare. Watching the way his lips quirks, the mole above it moving when he exaggerated his words. You drawn in by them the first time you met. They were so cute. You've always wanted to kiss them. You weren't sure but ever since you developed your crush you couldn't stop thinking about it.

You didn't even realize you moved until you heard gasps. Viktor was staring at you with wide eyes, fingers just ghosting over his mole. Jayce looked absolutely giddy behind you.

"Uh- as thanks!" You quickly turned to jayce, pulling him down as you kissed his cheek.

Jayce patted your head. As if understanding your situation, a sly smirk making its way on his face.

"Perhaps you should kiss Viktor again, since you missed his cheek."

Viktor almost ripped the paper in his hand. His hold on his crutch tightening. His knuckles pure white.

"That won't be necessary!" He rushed out. Ears completely red as it spread to his pale cheeks.

"We uh- accept your thanks but perhaps wait until we actually put it to work."

"right... right."

You looked away from him. Fidgeting with your shirt, Jayce placed a large hand on your back. Leaning down to be more level with you.

"If you want you can come back after your rounds and we'll test it out then."

Jayce truely was your hero. You nodded as you used this as your escape. Jogging out of the lab and greeted sky on your way out.

She smiled as she gave you a small wave. You told her that her coffee was inside before you were sprinting back to your cart. Disappearing down the long hall much to her surprise.

You couldn't believe you made an utter fool of yourself!

Actually, you can believe that. BUT YOU DIDN'T WANT TO!

Why did you kiss him?! Do you have no restraint?! No shame?! Oh god what if you made him really uncomfortable - oh no! That's it, you'll just never go near him again!

No...you can't do that. You'd get too bored and miss him too much. Besides, you agreed to coming back later for their gift.

You sighed as you walked, pushing your cart to the lab. Internally dying as you grew closer and closer. With one last breath you pushed through the hall. Knocking on the lab door before coming in, announcing who you were.

"Ah...(Y/N), I didn't expect you so soon."

"oh- I can come back later if you want-" you took a few steps back, ready to leave as you pointed to the door.

No-! No...no uh, just sit, I still have to tinker with it."

He looked somewhat frantic. Offering a stool near him, you pushed your cart further in and sat down. Watching as he screwed a metal plate to the small arm.

"Where's Jayce?"

"With the counsel...why?" His golden eyes flickered over to you, a deep question buried inside of them.

"It's not usual to see you without him latched to you, I was just surprised."

And hoping he would be here incase things got awkward. But then again, you could never hate being alone with him. It's been so long since you'd had time to just be one on one. It wasn't how it used to be anymore.

He chuckled, shaking his head. "That's true, perhaps you can replace him for tonight."

You snickered but perked up. Smiling as you leaned against the desk. He wanted you to stay. You were glad he's missed you too.

There was a nice silence between you. He was still working out the kinks of the arm whilst you watched. Handing him different tools he gestured for. At one point he ended measuring your cart to make sure his calculations were correct. Adjusting what he needed to make it would fit.

"hey - uh - sorry for earlier, that probably made you uncomfortable."

He paused. His movements faltering as he peered at you. "Earlier?"

"When I kissed you."

The room was silent. Tense. You shook your head, scratching the back of your head.

"I shouldn't of brought it up-"

"Well, if this works I wouldn't mind another thank you."

Your head snapped towards him. Trying to fight off the smile on your face. Both of your faces were pink; he didn't say anything as he went back to work.

You moved in your seat, kissing his cheek. "To make up for missing."

Viktor grabbed your wrist. There was a new emotion in his eyes; fear. Why was he scared? His nose scrunched as he mustered his voice once again. As if reading your mind he finally spoke up.

"I am worried...to check the name on my wrist."

"why?" You tilted your head at him.

"Im afraid I might not like the answer."

You faltered. You knew the truth but he didn't. What if he really didn't like the answer? What if this was just a one time thing to him? He didn't actually want a relationship with you? After all his work did always come first-

"I want to see yours."

That brought you out of your thoughts. You pulled away from him, his hand falling to his lap. It was strange to see him this insecure. He was so confident - no matter what. Even in the face of the unknown.

You rolled down your sleeve, revealing your wrist to him. The name 'Viktor' clear as day. His own handwriting looking back at him. He almost choked on his own breath as he looked back at you.

"it's...me?"

"Um- yeah." You smiled, not knowing how you should react. What if there was a chance the name of his wrist was different? It was rare but it was possible. You've seen your friends have that fate. You don't know how you'd handle it happening to you.

"How long did you know?"

"A few years."

He nodded his head. Taking in a breath before revealing his own. There it was. Your name. Your Handwriting. It was you.

"Are you..." You couldn't look at him. Staring at your cart. "Is this the result you were fearing?"

You didn't have time to process his movements until his lips were on yours. Cupping your face as he pulled you close to him. You clung to his shoulders as you grinned against him. Tears in your eyes as you looked at him.

"No, this is exactly what I was hoping for."

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Yandere! Hawks With a Manipulative S/o

Hawks x Gn! Reader

Here we are again, everyone. Ive decided to come back to yandere Hawks once again. It was so tempting, i couldn't help myself.

W: Mentions of mental illness, (alluded) Alexithymia, Personality/Identity issues, NSFW

TW: Dangerous Delusions, Murder (Mentioned), Manipulation, Abuse, Cheating, Dubcon (Not really)

He doesn't understand what you meant when you said "Leave me alone, Hawks." You weren't angry but it was obvious that you were irritated.

His eyes were focused on you, watching your every move.

You didn't kick him out of your shop so that must mean there was some interest.

Right?

He'd made sure that your shop and his patrol routes would overlap each other.

He needed to see you once a day, it made him feel something other than...nothing.

You always brought some odd feeling into his life when he saw you but he didn't understand it.

It's foreign to him. Why did he feel light around you?

He was killing himself with trying to find the answer but he believed it was best to just let it be.

He needed to focus on his job

His image.

"What happened Hawks? You stopped visiting for a bit." Your face was neutral but nonetheless angelic.

At least to his eyes it was.

Anyone who wasn't a fool could easily see that you're acting. You didn't care about what happened to him.

Your little shop did well every time Hawks would come by, so it was in your best interest to keep him there.

“Awww, you missed me L/n? How cute.” His heart thumped inside his chest with something unknown to him, swirling inside.

It tightened his heart and his stomach, followed by some weird jolts.

He wanted you to say it.

Say that you missed him.

And you did.

"I've missed you Hawks. Believe it or not i do enjoy your company."

His wings puffed up and his heart beat became erratic.

You missed him.

So you must love him.

Hawks payed attention to all of your little quirks.

The way you spoke to the way you breath.

Would it be creepy for him to say that he remembers the normal rate of your heartbeat?

He helps you out in your shop.

"I was in the area and i'm a hero after all, so why not help out the little people."

For however keen he might be his still only human and misses the way your eye twitched at the comment.

In your mind you were the mastermind and you fully intended to continue to be.

You grabbed his hand after finishing the task you were doing, rubbing it with your thumb gently.

"Thank you so much for that Hawks. It means a lot that you think of me."

His face grew red as the smile that he always faked made itself wider.

He was happy, he assumes that the feeling in his chest is happiness, and couldn't help wanting to show you that.

Once in his own apartment, Hawks stands in front of his full length mirror and tries to smile.

Not the one he uses for the public but one that was genuinely him.

He thought of you asa he tried, the way your voice and features complemented you.

His eyes crinkled at the corners while his lips tugged upwards in a awkward expression that could only be the real him.

This was him. The real one. Not the PR script that they molded him into at the Commission.

He brought you food and was insistent in watching you eat it.

He was courting you, you weren't stupid.

You ate everything he gave you.

You slowly chewed the food offered to you and would moan from time to time.

Hawks couldn't help that your voice and the sight of you eating his offering created a dent in his pants.

Thankfully they were baggy so it wouldn't be obvious to you what was happening.

"Careful, with how much your enjoying your meal you might just choke." You covered your mouth as you giggled at his comment.

He wasn't subtle at all.

He would bring you other offerings such as shiny jewelry and other items you mention liking.

That set of rings you looked at on your walk home was suddenly sent to you via an anonymous person.

The new furniture that was now in your shop was sent to you in the same method.

These are things that only you would know about.

But you knew better.

You could see Hawks in the reflection of the widow of the jewelry store were you saw the ring set.

You could feel his eyes when you were browsing the store.

He was following you around and thought his training would keep him hidden.

How fucking wrong of him.

You kept doing this till you got most of the things you wanted.

Every time you would get anything new, you would tell Hawks about your anonymous suitor.

"My suitor got me this new cellphone. I wonder how they knew that this was my favorite color?" You could fell his his eyes watched you.

He wanted something that could indicate interest.

So you gave him those signs.

You allowed your thought to wonder to an old memory that was embarrassing to you, essentially allowing you to blush with no ability to stop it.

You bit your lip and toyed with it till it was irritated. Closed your eyelids slightly to give off a dreamy look.

Hook line and sinker, he fell for it.

Hawks brain was going into overdrive.

You wanted him.

You didn't know it yet but you were dreaming and thinking of him.

"Most be a mighty nice person to be giving you all of this L/n."

"Yeah, i wonder who it is." You looked at him with the love struck expression you made up.

His wings were shaking. It was subtle but it was there.

How pathetic. This was suppose to be the best of the best?

"Do you have any ideas of who the person is?" He leaned on the countertop, his arm holding his face up as he grinned at you.

His eyes drooped and his smile became off.

It was an odd smile, if you can even call it that.

It was looked menacing.

His eyes even when they were slightly closed held an intensity.

"No, not really. I just hope its from the person that i like." You pretend to be oblivious of how his odd smile fell into a frown.

Or how his brows twitched.

"Oooh, you have a crush? Do tell, baby." You swat your hand at him and ruffle his hair.

You can see how his face slightly flushes red and how his eyes pupils narrow and sharpened on your face.

His mouth was now tightly closed.

You knew how to play him and you had all intention to see it to the end.

More gifts started to come in and you started to feel a presence inside your own home.

Hawks started to come into your home just to watch you sleep. He was tempted to slip into bed with you, touch you and hold you.

He wanted to be near you in a more domestic manner.

In order to ease his rapidly beating heart, he decided put a few of his feather beside you in your sleep.

You were always awake and you found it annoying how he would disturb your sleep with his uncomfortable staring.

Every time he placed his feathers near your body, you would purposefully move around as much as possible to get them close to you.

One time you had the feather close to your mouth and started to whimper.

Hawks wasn't prepared for that and he left the moment he got the chance.

He released himself in his own apartment. His wings twitching with every stroke and letting out an animalistic growl when he came.

He needed you now.

The last time he visited you in the middle of the night, he planned on taking care of you.

You had been working hard for the past few days trying to make ends meet for your shop and Hawks had dropped by more frequently to help you out.

Always saying some shit about how he could sense a disturbance in the force.

Whatever that means.

Tonight he wanted to take care of you and spoil you.

Make you feel good.

Make himself feel good.

He came into your bedroom and watched you for a moment.

Just wanting to take in your sleeping form.

He watched you shift a little and decided that this was the time to act.

He took off his clothes in hast and as he unbuttoned his uniforms pants he heard you moan in your sleep.

You weren't sleeping.

You were waiting for him to hurry up so you could have your fun.

He took off everything that covered him and spread out his wings.

He needed to make sure that you wouldn't leave when he was trying to lay claim to you.

It wouldn't work if you did.

When Hawks made his way towards he was presented by the lowly sound of your voice.

You were moaning.

"hawks......hawks." He couldn't believe it. You were having a wet dream about him.

You weren't.

Hawks pulled the covers up and wrapped his wings around you. His arms doing the same as he kissed your neck.

He would let his teeth graze the thin skin and would bite on it a little.

He wanted to see love marks bloom on you.

You wanted to see him beg.

You moaned a bit louder, directly in his ear and felt as he became eager beside you.

His sex rubbing on your leg and near your own.

You moan louder into his ear earning you a grunt in return.

"Fuck." He couldn't wait anymore. It was now or never.

He spread his wings out again, allowing him to see you fully.

He inserted himself inside of you and began to rock his hips into you.

He felt you squeeze around him and take him in deeper into you.

"H-ha, fu-ck." He needed to keep quiet but he couldn't. Your insides felt too good to not express verbally.

You were enjoying the feeling of his dick gettin your insides, stretching and pulsating in you.

You decided to play your role and took the reins from here on.

"h-hawks?" He looked at you, that intense stare holding so much adoration you weren't aware was possible.

"B-aby, fuck. Youre so tight. Im sorry but i need you."

You smiled to yourself and just made your best pouty face.

"Ha-wks, p-lease. I don't understan-d but w-want it." You begged.

Hawks couldn't help but shift his face. You looked so beautiful like this and the fact that you wanted more.

Who was he to deny you such a beautiful request.

You both began to do this regularly and it seemed to only boost up his attitude.

He was more joyful and he gave you less complaint about all of the fan service he did.

He'd fuck you on your register counter and in the office in the back.

It was wonderful and perfect.

You on the other hand got amazing sex with the ability to ask him for anything.

"Hawks. Pretty bird. Can i buy a few things with your card?"

"Yeah, buy as much as you want. You'll never create a dent in my bank account."

You had fun wasting his money on things to better yourself.

You of course compromised from time to time and in the case of housing thats when you agreed to live with him.

"You know, you could just stay at home. You dont need to work anymore. Let me take care of you." You hated the idea of not working so you told him no.

As long as you were at home when he woke up and when he fell asleep at night, he was fine with the things you do.

One thing he wasn't ok with was you fucking other people.

He had to have sex with others in order to get intel but you?

You had no need for it.

Was his cock not enough for you?

He tried to figure out what you saw in the other men you slept with and all he could really think of was the sizing difference.

They all looked bigger than him.

Maybe he wasn't satisfying you enough.

He bought toys for the bedroom but you seemed to prefer their company more than his own.

You would do this all the time.

You wouldn't help him relieve himself nor give him the chance to hold you.

He wanted to get angry with you.

Wanted to smash your face in and fuck you till you couldn't breath.

You were such vulgar slut.

But he couldn't.

He loved you too much to hurt you.

Maybe he was being a bit of a push over but he never heard you call any of the other people, specifically men, that you slept with "yours".

That was something you reserved for him and only him.

So he wasn't going to harm you.

Only if you try to leave him though.

As a hero, it was his duty to protect those who were defenseless. You naturally fell in this category.

He spent his time following to your little..."playdates".

Watched as they fucked you stupid and how you fucked them.

Watched as you enjoyed yourself and would cum multiple times in a span of a few hours.

Watched as they touched you and kissed you gently.

He could kiss you gently.

He does.

What gets his blood boiling is seeing how these toys mark you.

You arent theirs.

He mated with you. You were his.

He bit into your neck and watched the it bruise a wonderful dark purple.

You were his.

His mate.

When the night was over and he found you dead asleep in your shared bed, he already made due with two of your toys.

The next day it was two more.

Then three.

Then two.

Then one.

Zero.

No more toys that could touch you and have their way with you.

You were all his.

"Hawks, why are you reeking of blood?" You weren't fazed by the sight of him.

Blood coating his hair and mating it in large clumps.

The already red wings soaked and heavy with the liquid. Dripping off of the tips of the feathers onto the wooden tiled floor.

"Fixing a problem." Was the only answer you got form him that night.

The next day came and you were already on you're ninth orgasm.

There was no way you were going to work and there was no way Hawks was going to leave you alone.

His baby needed him in their nest.

He needed to make sure that you felt safe and that means having his cock buried deep inside you, twitching at every hitch you gave off.

Filling you with his seed and watching you squirm when it seeped out of you.

You're his mate.

This wasn't really the end plan but it was good enough.

Your shop would grow in popularity and you would never worry about your finances ever again.

Hawks was just the toy you were looking for.

At least he was considered enough of getting rid of your paper trail.

What a good bird.

[apompkwrites]

reader impact || first meetings: adventurer edition

series masterlist characters: amber, bennett genre: fluff summary: a game has been released entitled genshin impact, consisting of otherworldly abilities relying on the basic elements of nature. the game follows the story of an interdimensional traveling twin in search of their other half. along this journey, they meet different characters that live in this world. including you. notes: i decided to put these two together since i've already done one for diluc!

amber's playthrough -

amber's more of an outdoorsy type of person but that doesn't stop her from streaming!

she likes doing camping streams where she just camps out in her backyard and shows her chat what she would normally do. and the occasional cooking stream to show how you can make good foods healthy <33

she has a little bunny that she shows on stream sometimes :))

there'll be some days where she just sits at home talking to chat about her day while playing with her little baron bunny.

she plays games occasionally, but their mainly adventure type ones that mimic the lifestyle she holds.

like minecraft, rust, any survival game really.

she's still very energetic so any stream of hers is just bustling with excitement.

she'd probably host some streams where she teaches basic survival techniques?? idk man i don't go out much AIHSDASHLDKJ--

anyway anyway, she got a bunch of requests asking her to play genshin ofc.

i mean?? cute game, cute models, cute characters, and aDVENTURE.

i feel like she'd go with the male traveler solely because it isn't very practical to go exploring/adventuring in a dress?? like girl's over here genuinely thinking about real life scenarios.

anyway she's sitting there after finding dvalin's corrupted tear and the cutscene plays.

she's there vibing with chat and her little bunny by her side because of course they'll be sitting there while she plays.

"hey you! stop right there!"

"aCK!"

please she screeched when you yelled at her--

and then she squealed when jumped in front of her character.

pLEASE

the camera showing off your cute little headband mimicking animal ears makes her melt.

and then you jump from the little cliff and you have to stumble to regain your balance?!?!??!

PLEASE YOU'RE SO CUTE

"may the anemo god protect you, stranger! i am (name), outrider for the knights of favonius."

catch her copying your little salute.

"they're so cute!!!!"

she will point out the animal ears constantly.

and then your vision has a cute little ribbon at the end of it!!!!!!

"just! just! just look at them!!"

and then you join her party officially!!!

please she switches to you automatically--

she'll just jump around for a few minutes to watch all your accessories bounce around.

and she can just tell that your story would be a delight to read about.

when paimon mentions her mc's missing sibling, you sound so soft and caring and just aGH.

and then she gets to try out your elemental skill and it's the aNIMAL THAT YOUR CHARACTER'S HEADBAND IS BASED OFF OF!!!

if it's a bunny she would definitely find a matching headband she can wear when she plays :00

her chat's usually a really sweet place to vibe and hang out but of course, there's gonna be those kinda people.

she catches wind of some people badmouthing you and calling you the worst character in the game >:((

she's not too keen on banning people for their opinions so instead...

"hey, guys, can we just have fun with this game? if you don't like how i'm playing you can always just?? leave??"

please girl's fuming inside but she's trying her hardest to be nice about it >:((

back to you <3

she'd get another pet that matches yours and name it after you or your elemental skill.

she'd find ways to copy your outfit too ngl--

she'd definitely cook your signature dish!!

gotta make it all cute for you <3

bennett's playthrough -

ah yes, our unlucky baby boy bennett <3

like amber, he really loves adventures!!

he's still pretty unlucky for some reason???

idk man he's just vibing and his bad luck says too bad,,,

he's kind of a baby streamer if you catch my drift?

like he's new to everything so he's just trying to figure it out.

he used to be in a streamer house but... yeah.

we don't like them anyway, it's fine.

unlike in the game, bennett's bad luck didn't bring the other members harm, it was just... little inconveniences i guess.

but he left so now he's all on his own!

he's kinda inexperienced in all of this but he's trying his best!

for now he's sticking to gaming because that's a majority of what he knows.

lots of survival games!!!

and, sadly, luck-based games.

his chat just wants to see if his luck impacts games!!

and it does,,,

luckily they request genshin, which has the best of both worlds.

bennett's got all of the adventuring and his chat gets to see his misfortune in action.

sadly you don't appear in the main archon quests so bennett actually goes a long while not knowing who you are :((

veterans of the game, however, know exactly who you are >:))

first, they'd help show you off by posting links to your splash art in his chat.

bennett, being the baby he is, just clicks on the links without a second thought.

and he's in aWE!!!

LOOK AT YOU!!! LOOK AT HOW COOL YOU ARE!!

"woahh!! who are they? can i meet them soon?"

cri

they tell him he has to roll for you and he's sad, but only for a bit!

at least you're not an exclusive character because if he were, he thinks he'd have no chance at getting you :((

but he can get you whenever!

anyway, one stream he's rolling because he's stocked up a bunch of primogems (which took a long time) and he's like might as well use them up now.

he gets a lot of weapons :(((

he's basically dedicated his whole team to c6ing his characters he has now because he "knows" he won't get a good character.

luckily the pity systems exist so he gets the occasional four star <33

so he thinks it's another character he already has, so he's very prepared to get another constellation in.

he's looking through the trash weapons and then splash art appears!

"wait... i recognize that--"

IT'S YOU.

HE WASN'T EXPECTING IT BUT IT'S YOU!!!!

"THEY'RE HERE! THEY'RE REALLY HERE!!"

his chats hyping him up as he's running around his room because they love him <33

please i love this boy with a passion.

he'll put you in his team automatically with all of his c5/6 characters asdhaklsf

he doesn't even care you get everything and anything he owns in the game <3

"this is your team! it's really cool! i'm (name), leader of (name)'s adventure team! is there... do you think we could team up? i-it could even be just once!"

"they're staying on my team forever."

he loves you so much.

not just because you're a cool character but because he can relate to you--

anyway, he goes to your voicelines because that's the only time he can actually hear you fully :((

he's genuinely excited to learn about your story.

and then he learns that you have extremely bad luck too???!?!?!?

please y'all can be unlucky together!!

would that cancel out or just make you more unlucky??

huh.

he gets all sad when he hears you talking bad about yourself so he's here to reassure you (even if you're a fictional character).

[quellmythirst]

House Hunting Part 5

Summary: You are the youngest child of Frank and Maria Castle. Your dads best mate offers to help you find a new place in the city. The only problem being you've had a crush on him since forever. Pairing: Castle!Reader (you) x Billy Russo Words: 2k A/n: Why is this so long now? Crazy. I'm currently distracted by Gillian Anderson's big MILF energy in Sex education, so this would've been out sooner if not for her.

Warnings: Big ol' age gap, dad's best friend, daddy kink, teasing, smut, alcohol, swearing, dirty talk... ummm? let me know if I forgot something. Part 4

The real estate agency was a typical looking, the open office covered in white and with a few plastic plants scattered about the place. Bo was waiting for you at the front desk when you arrived, leaning down casually talking to the receptionist. His striking blue eyes landing on you as the bell on the door chimed when you entered. “Good afternoon Miss Castle, pleasure to see you again,” his hand extended towards you. You shake his hand, but it lingers a moment and you pull away. “Hey, thank you for fitting me in so quickly,”

“No probs, Keen to get out from under your parents roof?” “Something like that,” you said, as he led you down the hallway.

“Well I've got all your paperwork right here so, let's do this,” he said, opening the glass door with his name on it. His office is small, you're surprised he didn’t have giant furniture to go with those long legs, his blue button down fit him so well. Fuck if this had been a weeks ago you would've been all over that.

“Eyes are up here miss,” he laughs at you and you realise you were staring. Busted. He led you through all the paperwork, telling you where to sign and where to initial. When the mountain of signatures were done he handed you the keys to your new home.

“What?” You asked, feeling him watch you as you turned the keys over in your hand, beaming down at this wonderful gift Billy had given you.

“That guy, from the other day,” he said, raking his hands through his hair.

“Hmm.” you replied, still a little lost in thought.

“You know slicked back hair, murder in his eyes,” he laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Billy? What about him?” you said, looking up at him finally, you noticed he was fidgeting with his hands.

“He seemed,” he paused, waving his hands about as if searching for the right word, “intense.”

“Oh he is, he's an old friend of my dads,” Bo raised his eyebrows at that, making a weird sort of face while he turned something over in his head “What's that look for?”

“Nothing he just,” he looked down at you pointedly, “a friend of your dad's? No wonder he was hovering.” he smirked at you, his eyes crinkling in the corners.

“Yeh, he means well,” You try to study the smile that threatens to overcome your face every time you talk about Billy. You know you can't tell anyone, even your very cute real estate agent

“So do you wanna like, go get a bite to eat?” he asked you, taking his coat off the back of his chair. You think it over Billy's at work, you don't really have anywhere to be and you don't know many people in the city, making one friend wouldn't hurt.

“Sounds good, I could use some pizza,” his eyes lit up at your agreement. He threw his satchel bag over his shoulder and started walking out of the office, with you following closely behind him.

The vendor was only just around the corner, walking mostly in silence. Ordering yourself a slice, you both began to walk back down the street. Bo seemed to open his mouth and shut it again before anything came out, his eyes constantly flicking from the sidewalk to your face.

“How long have you lived in the city?” You asked, hoping to break the silence.

“A few years ago, I moved down from the suburbs. The city had more opportunities.”

“Do you like it here?”

“It's alright, always new people to meet,” he smiled down at you, “so where are you headed after this?”

“Anvil, got an introduction to my new job this afternoon,”

“But it's so late? Is that how you're affording your place?” he asked, taking a bite of pizza.

“Yeh, it pays well. But the boss is a stickler for overtime I guess.” you shrugged, finishing off your pizza and putting your napkin in the bin.

“Hey if the pay is good and the work isn't too bad...” he trailed off, noticing how his strides were taking him further in front of you he slowed down, “What's the job?” he asked, his arm brushing against yours as you walked, your fingers grazing his. He looked down at you, his hand reached for yours. Nearly succeeding in lacing them together, until you pulled away, folding your hands behind your back.

“No idea, they said they had a position lined up and I guess I was too excited to ask,” you half lied, having absolutely no idea what job Billy had arranged for you. You walked and talked for a while until you were almost upon the building, feeling comfortable in his presence. He was kind and easy going, you felt yourself relax the more that you talked. Your hands falling back down to your sides, as you walk in step with Bo.

“Hey, thanks for walking me, I was a bit worried about walking here when it started to get dark,” you smiled up at him.

“No problem, I'm always happy to walk beautiful women around the city,” he said, as he brushed a stray piece of hair behind your ear.

“Yeh,” you fidgeted with your hands, hiding them in your pockets. You divert your eyes from his gaze, “about that, I'm not really looking for a date right now,” you knew you had to clarify, he was a lovely man and you didn't want to lead him on. His face fell, but when he looked back at you he didn’t look disappointed, just a bit sad about being rejected.

“That's ok, I'd settle for just a new friend. That cool with you?” he asked, removing his hand from your face and sliding it down your arm.

“Yeh, I'd like that,” you said, catching sight of Billy standing out in the street looking around until his eyes landed on you. “Well thanks again,” you tilt your head and smile at him, “I'll call you,”

“Not if I call you first,” Bo laughed, raising his fist, you bumped his fist before pulling him into a soft hug.

“See ya,” you pulled away, waving as you walked towards a very cranky looking man in his dark blue three piece suit.

You waved at Billy, your hand falling flat when his dark eyes glared behind you following Bo as he walked away.

“Hey you,” you smiled up at him, nudging him with your elbow. Your eyes cautiously looking around the exterior building, you noticed the security staff and office workers walking out the door. Billy cleared his throat and stared down his nose at you.

“Miss Castle,” adjusting his posture, he straightened his tie, “my office is this way,” he gestured his hand out, his eyes darting to the security cameras, saying goodbye to people as they passed.

“Thank you for this opportunity Mr Russo, Sir,” you smiled up at him, fluttering your lashes, before strutting out in front of him, a deliberate sway to your hips. He caught up with you as you passed the main desk, his hand latching on to your upper arm.

“Billy that hurts,” you whispered, trying to squirm out of his bruising grip, taking a glance around you, you see the building is empty. His hand tightened on your arm, propelling you forward, towards what you assumed was his office. He didn't say anything, his eyes fixed ahead of him, focused harshly on the door ahead. “Billy,” you whined as he opened the door, throwing you into the room. Fuck, he could throw you like you were nothing, why was that so hot? His eyes set on you like a predator, shivers ran down your spine, you as you rubbed the pain on your arm.

“Billy's not here, little girl." he growled, taking off his jacket slowly, "Not going on a fuckin date with him huh?” His voice was low, but you could hear the malice laced with every word, “You little fucking bitch,” he stalked towards you, your legs instinctively walking slowly you backwards.

“It wasn't, Daddy," you smiled innocently, "he wanted to walk me here. I didn't want to walk alone,” you stammered, your hands reaching back to find something to ground you.

“Get a cab,” he spat, “don't just trust the first fuckin guy you meet little girl,” your ass hit the back of the desk, his strides grew wider as he got closer to you, “don't get him to walk you,” you scrambled but you were trapped not only by the desk. But his dark eyes, his hands landing on either side of desk, his lips a second from yours. “Little girl,” his hands sliding up your arm, rubbing soothing circles on the bruises that were forming. You looked away. His eyes were too much, you could see too much in them, lust, fear, anger and something you couldn't quite figure out. His long fingers of his other hand held your jaw, lifting your gaze up to his. “Look at me,” your eyes flew those swirling whirlpools, concerned that you would anger him more. Were you worried though? The way he was looking at you was setting on fire, those dark flames behind his eyes. “Why did you take so long to get here?” He growled nipping at your bottom lip.

You couldn't lie tight? That would be worse. Fuck. “We got pizza,” You mumbled, trying to look away, but his hand kept you in place as his fingers dug back into your jaw.

“Excuse me?” He pulled back, lifting your face up so your ass lifted off the desk, “What the fuck did you just say?” his eyes narrowed at you.

“We got pizza,” you met his eyes defiantly, smirking back at him. Within a second you were spun, your face planted on the desk while your arm was pulled behind your back. Fuck, you'd never been handled like this before. You didn't expect him to react like this. He was always so put together. But fuck if it wasn’t doing it for you.

Billy leaned over you, his breath hot in your ear, seizing handfuls of your ass, “You little fuckin thing, you said it wasn't a date,” he lifted your skirt up, exposing you to the cold air of the room, “sounds like fuckin a date to me,” His palm connected to your ass with a snap, a small cry leaving your lips, “maybe you need to learn,” he hit you again, “who you belong to,” his hand soothing and caressing the spot before slamming down on your ass. “You’re my little girl,” a whimper falling from your lips as he growled into your neck, his teeth sinking down in your shoulder, “maybe you need to be reminded.”

His hand gripped the back of your neck, pushing your face down into the desk. He ground his hard cock into the back of your thigh, his hand reaching down to move your panties to the side. His long fingers brushing through you, “Fuck, this for me?”

“Yes,” You purred, arching back into his hand, the wood of the desk cooling your face, his hand moved from your throat, taking both your hands in his one and pressing them into your back, when you tried to squirm back.

“You just keep saying my name, little girl,” he growled, you heard him undo his belt freeing himself from his trousers. The tip of his cock, pressing into your core. He slapped you again, distracting from the hot press of him as he thrust into you fully. His pace was punishing, his grip tightening around your wrists and hips. His growls were animalistic as he fucked into you, “You’re mine, gunna mould you to my cock,” your hips slamming into the side of the desk, chanting his name. You could feel your velvet walls begin to flutter around him, sparks beginning to fly behind your eyes, “You want it little girl?” you nodded furiously, crying his name.

He stopped moving and you whined, another harsh slap fell on your ass, you felt a warmth over your back as Billy leaned over you. His sharp teeth grazed over your shoulder and up your neck, stopping right next to your ear. “Bad girls don’t get what they want,”

P6

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[nochiquinn]

campaign 3 episode 19: how're the fjord moon theorists doing

(I still do not know what the fjord moon theory was, I missed that meme train)

update: preroll music still slaps

djsdlk matt started too early didn't he

travis being a hand model

wait why are liam and laura swapped

oh THAT'S why

sam no

"this is why you wouldn't let us see the copy!"

I'm just fully not looking at the screen anymore. I have a pringles car in front of the subtitles

no wait I lied I looked over in time to see travis dying

POP POP

the tary dice are amazing

"ahhh, too real"

"surprise us" they're all getting lime juice

took me a solid ten seconds to realize travis is wearing a ring pop

and laura too! I know things

laura will never get the name of that place right

ashley's glasses are cute

"does this person still have enamel on his teeth?"

taliesin doing the kombucha girl meme

aw him lonely :(

GOO MONSTER

MOON

oof, premature labor

hey, I recognized dressig's name!

ALYXIAN that's a badass name

liam's eyebrows at "matron of ravens"

[side-eyes That One Part of exu kymal]

lmao MATT forgot the name

you've met with a terrible fate, haven't you

he keeps saying "ill omen moon" like "ruidus" is voldemort

I always want to laugh at extremely location-specific tavern names but everything around here is "peach state [business]" and when I was in dc everything was "capitol [business]" SO

"calm down, DAD"

laudna

"I can't roleplay while you're watching"

liam's eyebrows went into space again

"gingers, man"

"don't you 'just vex' me you fuck"

"VAX stopped aging" sir

it's a valid theory tho!

"what is happening at this table right now?!" "it's the lime juice!"

they just can't not take the piss out of their old characters

I miss caleb's keen mind

"caleb knows EXACTLY what time it is, but liam..."

"cold dead eyes, come here"

"you can't have my eyes" "gotta sleep sometime"

samuel

shroom 20

aww

"I KNOW what I'm about to say"

"I'm so excited to see what your next character is"

"are we getting off-track here?" "probably, but it's fun!"

FROG HARNESS

this is the water plane isn't it

deadlights

baja blast water plane

okay gepetto

"if we ever need to get rid of chetney"

you fish for that backstory laura

chetney's face

wait was it The Tree

"that tree had some serious pollen in it"

WALL KNIFE

sam

marisha's face

orym

"I assist by smiling"

okay that's so smart tho

travis u okay

TRAVIS U GOOD

lil cal

"I've had this club night"

travis

"I love a choking hazard"

travis ur face

am I the only person picturing the werewolf episode of doctor who

not the glasses

"you have a hard time focusing" vibe of the night

OH??

MOON STORM

RED MOON STORM

IMOGEN MOON DREAMS

"and it kills travis"

"he's going to find a werther's"

simultaneously having emotions about imogen and sasha nein, which is A Spectrum

y'all this is gay

[quiet chants of "po-ly-cule, po-ly-cule" in the corner]

sam

moon check

MOON DREAMS

liam are you trying to make me cry

oh good he is. excellent.

gonna fly to la and kick him in the shins

"us around old people"

awww

wholesome creepy

PATE AND SASHIMI

polyratorous

chetney

ur face

"I NEED TO GO TO BED"

chetney

"thinking of the story she told him the other night" oh shit

"I'm gonna regret this purchase" "I'm not! :D" "you're not the one sleeping next to it" "nope :D"

"which one" which one do you THINK, MATT

"it got red! it got red!"

WE HAVE DREAM SIGN

liam sdfjs

bitch out the moon

travis is me

hello 911 laura bailey is murdering me with acting

OH??

don't you call it now matt mercer so help me god

hey what the fuck

it's the other one for all wielders

orym :(

feaRNE

laudna :(

"I could help you"

!!!

fearne

fearne I would kill for you

I'm just picturing all-white eyes with purple lightning-veins

ten years :(

and she's only known laudna for like two, right?

all those years waking up alone

what if she thought if she didn't get to safety in the dream she wouldn't wake up

sdkfjslk

god that's so fucking wholesome I'm gonna fucking die

everybody gives her one and she looks like the most popular girl at camp

"everybody loves the FUCK out of you and we will FUCKING murder a fucker"

orym's little pillbug sleep

the dice support the narrative

oh I like this dark goldy color

my roommate calls friendly players in red dead online "blueberries" bc they're blue dots on the map so every time they say it about imogen I get confused

marisha really ships it huh sdlkfjsl

this is making me wanna play dishonored

"I'm never gonna use it for myself" li am

okay that's a little badass

oh god they're gonna blow up the whole thing

"wind folly" I don't know why that makes me miss dorian

"a very potter musical" draco malfoy vibes

it's ON MARS

he's already so tired of them lmao

I fucking love this

"we should have scouted" "YEAH"

they're trying to get the laser tag rules and the attendant's just 🤷‍

he gets hoa letters all the time

they try to go back out the front door and get attacked by zombie dogs

"massive warhammer" "no armor?" "bard!"

laura

sure jan

trying to clock the cleric

matt: nice try

throw the tanglefoot bag right as they go

that's my prediction for next week

"this is a normal thing that every child did!"

[forthechubbies]

Mrs. Jeon Vol 3

Synopsis• One nightstand gone Marriage!? The past catches up with Yn when her head over heels husband finds his lost bride and will keep her by any means necessary.

Category's•Violent Thoughts, Hostel Behavior, Nsfw (Later), and Bratty Jungkook.

Duos• Yandere! Jungkook x Chubby! Reader

Vol 1, 2, 3, 4,

What’s going on down there? It sounds restlessly calm. You could hear muffled voices but nothing more; you aren't too keen on testing your luck and sneak into the corridor to eavesdrop on their conversation. Pretty sure the door is locked anyway.

Instead, You took note of the confined walls surrounding you. A typical master bedroom accessorized an earthy decor, cute mini-plants placed in various room areas, two tiny pet turtles in a tank constructed into a giant wooden bookshelf.

Speaking of books, talk about books galore. The shelved books had little to no wiggle room aside from the one empty slot belonging to the open novel on the nightstand. The owner won’t mind you partaking in one quick gander-

“Ah!” You gasp, fixing your eyes on your newly treated ankle. For a minute, you just about forgot this crazy abducted situation your in. The bedsprings dip as you flop back into the spot where Jimin left you. Jimin was the man you fell on during your first attempt at freedom; he was even generous enough to bandage with utmost care.

A kind gesture a particular bunny wasn’t too thrilled on seeing, Jungkook's face soured while watching Jimin’s filthy little womanizing hands caressing the delicate soft plushy skin of his carrot’s legs.

Son of a bitch trying to cop a feel on his wife, Jimin’s flirtatious persona, led him out to be a well-known heartthrob but often seen as a gigolo through certain people's point of view and, frankly, Jungkook's wife won't be a victim of the Jimin Effect.

Crash!

The smash of a glass object-making contact with the hard marble kitchen floor snatched Jimin’s and your attention giving it to the irritable bunny who’s psychotically enthusiastic about testing his progress in strength by snapping his hyung’s neck-

Oh, no, his carrot looks frightened-He shouldn't do such a brutal act of love with his wife nearby; her poor innocent heart might shatter. No violence...At least for the time being.

Next thing you know, Jungkook's face lightened up, and even when Jimin bit his head off for breaking one of Jin’s fancy dinnerware, his facial expression persisted undaunted. Jungkook kept a serene masquerade, but through closer observation, he clenched his jaw at Jimin’s hand on cradling the small of his wife’s back, guiding her into hiding in the upper part of the house for a reason unknown.

Jungkook let Jimin take you no-fuss included, Hence, Your encaged situation. For all, you know, The men were downstairs plotting a far-flung strategy to murder you making it look like a battle of defense.

Though, You were more occupied by another Crack for the floor down below. ” Ahh!” You cried out, falling back on the bed once again.

Meanwhile, Downstairs.

”Stop! Breaking Hyung’s plates, or we're both as good as dead!” Jimin growled. ”Quit avoiding the question! Who the hell is that woman!? Did you hurt her!? Why-!” Jimin asked Jungkook until his cheeks burned a reddish hue, and his neck veins were dominant.

In one swift breath, Jungkook responded. “ She’s Mrs.Jeon. My wife.”

Jimin knew his maknae had a few loose screws in his head, but this is getting out of hand.

”Wife?! Do you know how old you are!? Kook, You just turn twenty-three-”

”So What.” Jungkook interrupted. ”You want me to wait until I’m an ancient fart like Hyung to get married.”

”Pffft.” Jimin pressed his lips into a thin line suppressing his need to laugh. ”Ahem, respect your elders-You little brat.”

Amidst the brothers at each other's throats, another member of the maknae line awakened from his mid-morning nap; drowsy eyed Kim Taehyung waddled upstairs to check up on his Hyung living in the room above him.

He could have sworn a faint scream is what he heard-Well; there's no harm in checking.

You jumped at the squeaky hinges of the door opening. Wait, it was unlocked!? Expecting the uninvited visitor to be Jungkook, You raised a pillow over your head, ready to be hurled-to your amazement; it was a completely different man.

A long-haired male with long chocolate locks kept at bay by a beige headband; his attire was disarray. His tank top hung off his shoulder, slightly creased in his pajama pant’s waistband.

Adorable, to say the least, the poor thing’s eyes weren’t even fully open yet, the pretty pink pout of his lips nearly forced an” Aw” from yours.

”Who are you?” He grumbled, scratching the back of his neck.

Sweet mother of deep, He stood a few feet away, but the raspiness and depth of his voice caused your insides to start quivering.

”I’m-I’m the sand fairy.” You choked out, fluttering the tips of your fingers as if spreading magic dust. ” I'm here to ensure all your dreams are sweet. ”

You nibbled your lip nervously, hoping he takes the bait. He yawned in response dragging his exhausted body across the room to you; he halts. You gulped, staring up at him; you felt like a mouse about to pounce on by a tiger.

”H-H-I!” You yelped.

The man took no real investment in your fib; instead, he decided to reap the benefits of how soft and plushy you are by laying his head on your bare thighs. He wiggled in place to reach maximum comfort.

”Ah.” He moaned, falling back to sleep.

Oh, dear.

………

The sound of the hyung’s arrival made the two maknae gulp.

First in the door was Hoseok, hands full grocery bags ” Come help! Quick, save the ice cream if it isn't soup by now.”

Namjoon followed behind. ” I told Jin not to get the ice cream first-He knows how he gets with his coupons.”

”The worst part is he got upset when we told him that's enough food then told to stay in the car.” Yoongi stretched out the pins and needles feeling in his limbs.

”You may say that's enough now, but when that brat comes, he's going to eat us out of house and home!” Jin scolded, unconsciously fetching the rest of the bags.

Jin froze, staring at Jungkook, helping put the food in the correct places. He didn't hesitate to smother his baby boy in a hug, but right after, he jabbed Jungkook's gut.

”Oof!” Jungkook doubled over, gripping his chest. ” I missed you too,” He coughed.

Jin stood tall. ” And there's plenty more where that came from once Hoseok gets his hands on you.”

Anyone but Hoseok.

” I heard Jk!” Hoseok rushed Jungkook a bear hug. ” Thank goodness you're alright!” He jabbed in his Jungkook's gut. ” Where the hell have you been?!”

Jungkook groaned. ” Ou-Ouch..I won't be able to tell you if I keep getting hit.” He cleared his throat. ”America.”

”America!” The hyungs blared out.

Namjoon pinched the bridge of his nose. ” What possessed you to go there on your own? Have you forgotten what you are?”

Jungkook sighed. “ I know, I know, but I just envy normal people around my age having the freedom to go wherever they want.”

“ But you’re not," Yoongi brutally minced Jungkook’s sob story. He’s not particularly fond of beating around the bush, especially when dealing with his brothers earlier this afternoon. “ Unlike ‘normal’ twenty-year-olds, you are adored by army who would be upset if anything happened to you.”

Jungkook bowed his head in shame; the thought of army never really crossed his mind.

“And-“ Yoongi continued. “ There are crazies in every country, so what made you think heading off on your own would be alright!?”

“Why America?” Namjoon’s brow jumped as the gears in his head began to turn. “ Out of all the beautiful places we visited-You chose the U.S? What was there that you had to leave without an explanation?”

Namjoon stared at Jungkook’s eyes not in a malicious sense, just a habit when trying to figure out a solution or, in this case, a missing clue to the reason his little brother hopped up and left.

“Twinkats (Twinkies),” Jimin laughed nervously. “ I bet his suitcase is full of them.”

Sadly, Jimin’s fairy charm wouldn’t work this time. Jungkook is drowning in deep waters, and there’s no salvage coming for miles; at this rate, Jungkook had two options: tell the truth, orrrr, run away with his loving wife in his arms.

Not gonna lie; Jungkook leaned towards the second option, but the fates had another plan.

”Hyung! Hyung! Namjoon-Hyungie!!” Taehyung screamed bloody murder, sprinting downstairs minus jumping the last five steps. ” Her ankle is purple!”

Taehyung paused, breathing heavily in front of the kitchen where the interrogation is being held, accompanied by a woman injured cradled in his arms, more worried about him dropping than her throbbing ankle.

Taehyung had the room’s undivided attention, and Jungkook’s enviousness scowl; his wife was clinging on to another man like a baby koala to its mother but had it been him, she would scratch his eyes out.

Let's not mention the fact! It seems like she's only wearing a shirt, and guess who the owner is, not him!

” Who-”

”What-”

”Why”

” How!?”

Before getting into details about the hyung's reaction to their new houseguest, let's first take a detour to Prince Taehyung mini rescue adventure.

A good hour in, Taehyung woke up from the best nap of his life to beautiful damsel sniffles and tears. The sweetheart asked what was wrong and nodded as the damsel explained, coming to realize she was in distress. Prince Taehyung aided the beauty with new clothes and tied a red ribbon into her hair….beacause he thought it would look pretty (Shrugs).

However, her ankle injury required a different source of help, so who else to ask but his favorite Hyung? But he couldn't find Yoongi in his room, so he decided to ask Namjoon instead.

Back to the original story

Taehyung explains the truth unconsciously, throwing his little brother under the bus.

Jin’s eye twitched as he peered at Jungkook, who was attempting to slip out of the kitchen. ” You little sh-!”

Let's just say Jin didn't nearly beat Jungkook almost half to death with a rice paddle while shouting numerous insults to bruise a thousand men’s pride in a second.

It went silent after Jin banished Jungkook to the beach house a few feet from the house until he wanted to see his face again. Namjoon took it upon himself to introduce the gang.

You politely shared a warm hello but wished nothing more to go home.

[huenjin]

"i am never, ever, going to one of jisung's parties again."

you shift in your 'seat' to try and get comfortable which results in the person underneath to emit a low groan, hot breath fanning against your ear causing goosebumps to rise all over. it's such an inappropriate scene, the way changbin has you perched on his lap, firm hands on your hips to stop you from moving around too much. "comfy, princess?" he rasps, and you have to bite your lip from making any sounds you know will boost his ego. it's already sky high as it is. god you could almost feel the raging hard-on if you leaned further back, even just a little.

it's hyunjin's fault. you blame it all on hyunjin for dragging you there because he said you needed to "have fun and let loose" after 2 weeks of stress and sleepless nights during final exams. you really do appreciate his thoughtfulness, and he's not wrong for the most part, it's just that you would've preferred staying in to binge watch the latest episodes of private lives on netflix. you're so behind on the drama it's frustrating. but when he offered to buy you new clothes for the halloween party, you figured why not? there's no loss with those terms are there?

wrong. hyunjin just conveniently forgot to mention that your natural enemy seo changbin would also be there. and that he'd be hot as fuck dressed as a policeman. if you were being brutally honest you'd like for him to lock you up and use those handcuffs for you, but it's well known around the campus that y/n and changbin do not go together. you bicker, you fight, you squabble every single time you're in the same room, let alone the same space. he riles you up like no other, and you challenge him like none has.

the sexual tension though? un-fucking-believable.

in changbin's defense, you didn't have to look so sexy in that air hostess costume. a flight attendant? he'd love for you to attend to his needs instead. it's true, the both of you can't stand each other but what's a bit of hate sex can't fix? "probably everything." was what his best friend and fellow roommate chan had said. he might be true, but that won't stop changbin from trying now will it? no, of course not.

"truth or dare y/n?"

curse that beer bottle for landing in your direction twice in a row. the first ended up with you in that position. and now? it's about to get real. so there's two options. either you get zapped by the lie-detecting machine or pick a lousy dare. both you're sure will only end up in your misery because your whole group of friends will forever try and get either you or changbin to break and get into each other's pants (or skirts) already. there's no giving up in their dictionary unless when it comes to studying.

"dare."

changbin whistles at your decision, his intense stare burning holes at the back of your head as he removed one of his hands to rest on your bare thigh. every touch of his fingertips sends tingles up your spine, core starting to drip with want. the longing, the need to be filled is overwhelming that your brain turns into mush and all rational thoughts are out the window.

"i dare you.. to kiss changbin. french style, if you will."

fuck it, you thought. you want a show? fine, i'll give you a show.

in the blink of an eye you've switched positions to straddle his lap, taking off the hat he's wearing and placing it on yourself before leaning in to capture his lips with yours. he smirks during the kiss, feeling victorious at you finally giving in at your desires. under different circumstances you'd want to slap that smirk right off, but now you're in too far to care.

it's animalistic, how he has in tongue in you within a split second after giving your ass cheeks a particularly harsh squeeze. the gasp you let out encourages him to move lower and lower to where you need him most. the sucking and biting he litters under your jaw would be future y/n's problem to handle in the morning because right now, you're putty in his hold. the purple and red marks are a sign, a warning. this is seo changbin's territory.

your hands around his neck, tangled in his soft locks earns a string unholy moans you're sure you'll never get tired of hearing. he knows damn well what he's doing. not one sweet spot of yours did he miss, and by the end of it he has your dress bunched up around your waist, lower half grinding down on his crotch.

"fuck, princess, you're so beautiful."

the action has you seeing stars, pure bliss fuelling your veins which keeps you going on and on and on. every drag gets you higher and god does it feel good. when his lips find yours again his thrusts meet you halfway, sinful moans getting swallowed by the wet muscle exploring the vast of your mouth. his taste is your favourite flavor yet.

you well and truly lost it when his dominance takes over. "you're tired hmm? it's okay princess let me take care of you." the flex of his thigh and the way he's pressing you down so that your clit rubs deliciously against the material of his pants has you keening. the words slipping out of his mouth are downright filthy, the knot in your stomach so awfully tight you're afraid it'll snap without caution.

"b-bin- changbin please.."

the audacity of this man to send you a devilish smirk after all you did was be a good girl for him.

"please what, princess? you're so pretty begging for me like this aren't you?"

his praises, god his praises could send you to heaven and back. you live off of him being proud of you, complimenting you as if you're fully his. he owns you. all of you.

"please.. don't s-stop. ah i'm so close. p-please."

"since you asked so nicely."

one strong pull and you're spurting hot white fluid all over his thigh. your newly bought lace panties, needless to say is drenched and ruined from the intense orgasm you had but fuck was it worth it. he chuckles when you pant, soothing you through your high with more praises that has you whimpering for more.

"sensitive are we princess?"

you blush bright red as he takes a good look at you, the condition you're in making you avoid eye contact in embarrassment. hiding your face in his chest, he runs his fingers through your hair and laughs when you hum appreciatively.

"cute."

then you realise the rest of the the room is empty except for the both of you. for once you're actually glad jisung hosted this party because his huge mansion has plenty of rooms to occupy. the door though, is left wide open. so much for privacy.

"do you still hate me?"

he asks out of the blue, catching you completely off guard. you lean back and stare up at him, tilting your head as if he's just asked something ridiculous. he chuckles again, seeming whipped at how cute you were being in response to his question.

"i've never hated you."

"really? then why do you get mad when i flirt with you?"

"because!!!!"

fuck, this is not a post sex kind of conversation.

"because you flirt with literally everyone, bin. i wanted to hide the fact that i do like you so i pretended i didn't."

you expected him to say sorry for playing with your feelings, or at least apologise for giving you mixed signals but all he does is smile sheepishly.

"what? why are you smiling?"

"you called me bin. only my close friends and loved ones call me that."

"and?"

"we're dating as of now."

[yanderecandystore]

"- I'm having a bad day." [Yandere!OCS x Gender neutral!Reader - Scenario]:

I know that no one has asked for this exactly, but I thought it would be interesting to give y'all something a little different. This is an compilation of their reaction to reader saying:

"- Look, I'm not feeling well right now, I'm having a bad day."

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🍒 Bullies 🍭:

→Alexandra Coldwell:

Well, she is looking kinda cocky in the outside, but inside:

'aaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAA-'

She is freaking out.

Who? When? How? Who hurt you and how can she kill them for you? Are you even hurt because of someone else?

Or is it because of… ya know, her, your bully.

She sometimes forgets all the things that she does to you and tells you. Funny, isn't it? Maybe she should stop daydreaming about holding your face with her hands and start to focus on how to make you happy again. Maybe you just need a little push in the right direction… to her home.

Hey, she isn't going to let you all by yourself in such a fragile moment, she'll be by your side, trying to help you feel more comfortable with her and trying to make you feel better.

You probably won't tell her what the problem is regardless of what she does or says, but she just wants you to know that you're really special for her, so she can't let you be all by yourself when you clearly need love and attention.

It's a date then! It's one you really didn't want to go to, but now you'll have too!

→Adrien Coldwell:

Isn't the one to openly talk about feelings.

Isn't really the one to care about other people's feelings.

Yet:

"- Hey, I have some dog pictures, want to see them?"

He knows you'll probably say no. So he'll ask his goons to take you back to him and make it so you don't run away again.

He will show you pictures of puppies, whether you like it or not.

He knows you won't trust him enough to tell him about your problems, but he still cares for you, so he'll keep his offer always available to you.

"- If you need to say something, you can tell me. It doesn't matter if you want someone to talk to, or to just spit it out."

Is more likely than not that he is the cause of your problems. So, for one day only, he'll try to make it up to you.

He doesn't know how and when, but sure will try his hardest to see you smiling even if a little.

In the end it will only be you, him, and pictures of puppies and kittens.

🍎 Teacher 📕:

→Madeline Allen:

No honey! No please ;-;

Is something the matter? Did someone bother you? Is she bothering you? Do you want her to give you space??

She is here to listen to your worries, no matter how big or small, she is sure she can help you! It's her job, or at least what she decided that should be her job.

Helping others, specially you.

She will see right through your lies you know? She is very well adapted to liars and traitors, so she'll see right through you if you don't tell her the truth about your problems.

So keep it real darling, she wouldn't want to find out your being pressured to lie to her. It would leave a bad taste in her mouth knowing that not only were you lying but that there was also an asshole who needed to have their bones broken.

No one should tell you to lie, especially to her!

But anyway, this isn't about her, or about some asshole who got a death wish, no dear, it's all about you and how she can help you.

Want some cookies?

→Matthew Robinson:

Again, not the best man with words, but he is a great listener! He is here for you, so tell him what worries you.

As you know, it's kinda his job to know what happens with his students, and to see if he can help them in any way. That includes you, love.

Although, yeah, I guess, he does put a lot more emphasis in taking care of you than any other student, but that's just details, you don't need to care about them.

Speaking of details, you better be aware that you can't hide your secrets from him very easily. He and his counterpart are really keen to details in behavior and speech.

If there is any hints of someone possibly hurting you mentally or physically, he would confront you about it, asking if there was an individual causing your problems.

If there is and you tell him, he'll make sure to comfort you, and… Probably have a discussion with said individual.

If there isn't, then well, he would still do his best to comfort you and help you resolve your problems.

However, if there is someone causing you harm and you deny the fact, he would probably still catch the hesitancy in your voice. How you try to defend a possible vile creature that doesn't deserve your mercy, or his for that matter.

Maybe he should keep a close eye on you, and who you meet with.

🍋 Delinquent 🐍:

→Janette Sartorius:

She is tempted to get the reason why you feel like this out of your mouth, even if it means using force. And by force I mean scaring you because she could never raise a finger against you.

But she will make it very clear that if the reason that you're feeling like this is because of some random asshole, she will beat the shit out of them whether you like it or not.

May the Lord hold her fist and tranquilize thy beast.

You don't need to tell her if you don't feel like it, she understands that. But if it is because of someone, then she needs to know, love! She wants to make you feel safer in this treacherous world.

She would love to be your knight in shining armor, so please, just tell her if you need her to help you out.

→Jackson Macnee:

"- Aight, cool." He says as he goes away, leaving you the alley all alone.

Nah just kidding, of course he'll come back. He is just fucking with you.

Of course, you didn't really expect him to bring some chocolate with him- Is he always carrying heart shaped chocolate with him? The fuck?

He gives you. Totally in a platonic and non romantic way. Just take them, please, don't make this awkward.

So, he does expect you to spill the beans, but if you don't then that's fine too. He can find out what happened to you later anyway. Probably through his gang menders, or just… Casually stalking you.

Although the idea of pressing for an answer out of you is kinda eating his soul, he knows that it would be really douchey on his part to just force a response out of you. Yeah, he is curious and wants to help you, but hey, sometimes people need some privacy.

Even if you don't really have privacy when he is on the picture, but carrying on-

You may tell him, you may not tell him, he just hopes his presence makes you feel more comfortable and probably a lot more happier than being alone all by yourself and your worries.

👾 A.I 🍏(non-binary):

→Yuma Soma:

Why? Why don't you want to play with them? Did they do something wrong?

I mean, besides being manipulative (and probably trapping you inside the game, if you're following that timeline).

Maybe you're bored of them…. How dare you though? Aren't they the cutest thing you have ever seen? Aren't they enough? Are you seeking something else?

Are you perhaps seeking someone else? Why, it would be extremely foolish of you to even consider someone else instead of them.

But still, they'll keep their head strong. Maybe it's not that you're having fun with someone else, maybe it's that you're not having enough fun! But that is almost impossible, you play together everyday. Unless, you really are bored of them? Ma- Maybe there is something that they're missing, you can't be actually bored of them, right?

Their reaction goes from being suspicious of you seeing someone else (and getting angry at the thought of it), at discovering that maybe they're the problem. They really hope they aren't though.

"- H-Hey [Y/N]!? Do you want to play another game? Maybe we should choose something a little different to spice things up, or- Or maybe, you want to check something online?? Maybe finish watching that cartoon you were talking about yesterday??" The fear of being rejected by you is absolutely clear in their voice, and seeing your closed, sad expression, doesn't help them feel any better.

"- … Or maybe you want to talk about this?..."

🦊 Kitsune 🍬:

→Tatsumi:

Do you… Want to talk about it? He normally doesn't do this, but when it comes to you, he feels the need to try and understand what is wrong. Hey, maybe he can help you?

Again, not the best guy to comfort you, but surely he is the one to make you laugh even in a time like this.

Want to hear stories about his past? He wouldn't mind telling some of the juice gossip he heard over the centuries. Or maybe you want to just, I don't know, be a couch potato all day with him?

He isn't feeling like stealing anyone else's energy or partying, just staying home and watching something fun

Look, if ya give him those puppy eyes, he'll threaten to not only kiss your worries away, but to also use all of his cute foxy features to make you say 'awn'. And I'll say it again, this is a threat.

He will use his fluffy tail to shush you.

🩸Vampire 🍷:

→Abigail Barlow:

Well, that's so sad for you, but madam needs blood right now. Can't you mope about your pathetic life later when she is finished?

Ugh, stop giving her that look, of course she cares about you! Is just that hunger speaks louder than obsession. She can hear all about your misery when she is finished.

And besides, she can and will take your blood whenever she wants. But for some reason she is still a little hesitant to take it from you while you're like this.

It's not the "cute" pathetic expression that you give her, is something… More concerning.

She is not good with words, or physical affection, as her cold touch seems to make you distance yourself. Which is completely understandable. Maybe the best thing that she can do is give you some space.

You'll probably not realize until it's midnight and you'll see that she had given you a whole day without having to interact with her by force.

You would probably find her playing the piano in the next room. It's a nice melody, really cliche when you catch an undertone of sadness hidden in the song. Maybe you won't talk to her, that's fine, she understands that.

But hopefully, just by you laying down in the sofa listening to the piano can ease your mind of whatever is bothering you.

Honestly, she wasn't even hungry anyway.

🍰 CEO 📏 (Reader is not specifically A.I Reader, just wanted to make it clear):

→Ingrid Bright:

Well, that's unfortunate.

Whatever she planned for you two to do today would have to wait. She can't exactly take you on a date if you're like this.

"- What's wrong? What do you mean about having a bad day?" Is work overstressing you? She could end your tasks for today right here and let you have a free day for yourself.

You just need to tell her what's wrong.

Is it another employee causing you trouble? Maybe she has said something that came off really hurtful? If it is her fault then she wants to tell you how sorry she is.

Work has been really stressful lately, maybe you do need some rest. You can stay in her office until you feel better, or go home if you can't handle it.

Or maybe, ya know, wait for her to finish her work and you two can go home together. The choice is yours, so pick wisely.

She can drive you back home, but it won't really be your home. It'll be her' s.

You'll have a lot of time to tell her what is the matter. And she'll have a lot of time to help you feel better.

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