#are yall ok? are you not in the same boat.

[cancerian-woman]

Maybe there will be a day where people understand clementine is bisexual, not straight and not a lesbian either.

[alexa-fika]

Hello! Ok so can I request a whitebeard pirates x child reader?

Basically reader has this big fat crush on shanks and everytime that shanks visit the Moby dick reader would give shanks flowers, cards, and candies

Shanks also has this huge ego boost often making comments how he's reader favorite which anger the whitebeard pirates

Ace was so ready to strangle shanks but reader gets between them and there like "Stop fighting! if you keep this up I'll go with Mr shanks and his crew!"

Ace is heartbroken, thatch is sobbing on the floor, while everyone else is stunned LOL

-👻 anon

Puppy Love (Shanks x gn!child!reader x Whitebeard pirates)

A/N YALL GET YOUR GRILLS READY CAUSE I COOKED HERE, I loved making this im not really into crack fics so I wanted to keep it as real as possible but while still adding that spec of dramatics of it and I think I found the perfect balance

Reader here is replaced by Dokucha which stands for Reader in japanese

Dividers by @/saradika

At first, the Whitebeard pirates thought it was normal. Dokucha was quite the amicable child, after all, and it was not unheard of for them to give small gifts to guests who came on the ship.

The first time Dokucha had seen the red-haired Captain was when the yonko was visiting the Moby Dick on business. Upon spotting the man Dokucha was quick to sneak into the clinic and steal some candy to hand to him.

“Here, Mister Shanks,” they said shyly, handing the candy to said man

Shanks took the candy from the child and thanked them for it

“For me?”

They nodded, a faint red hue blooming on their face as they fidgeted, their upper body spinning back and forth to keep their nerves down

He chuckles softly, giving the kid a small smile and ruffling their head

"Thank you very much, kid," he said as he turned to leave

They squealed happily once he had stepped off the boat, the red hue now taking over their face entirely as they replayed the event on their heads

The Whitebeard Pirates looked on in confusion at the small kid who had grown so fond of the red-head captain

“Ne, is he coming over again?” Dokucha questioned, lying their head on the railing watching as the Red forced slowly sailed away

“Pops needs to discuss some more loose ends with him, so he will be back soon,” Jozu answers absentmindedly

“How soon?”

He looks at the little one before shrugging

“A couple days, maybe a week.”

“Why are you so curious, Dokucha?” Izou asks with a raised brow at the child’s sudden interest

“Nothing!” They said, grinning ear to ear as they went into the ship a skip to their step on their way

The pirates brushed it off as the kid simply being excited at the fact that someone out of their family was coming to visit; they were very wrong.

On the next visit, Dokucha had begged Vista to make some flowers for them and had even sneaked into the kitchen to steal some of the edible flowers to make a small bouquet.

“Here Mister Shanks”

“For me?” Shanks asked with a slight grin on his face as he took the small bouquet and gave the little one a thankful look

“Dokucha, did you make this?”

“Yeah, I made it for you,” they mutter shyly with a shrug

Shanks bends down to the child’s height

“Thank you very much; it looks like you worked hard to make it so pretty.” he takes one of the flowers and tucks it behind their ear

“Here, now you look pretty as well.”

Their face explodes with red at the gesture, a lovesick look on their face as they watch him go

The crewmates raise their eyebrows at this behavior; Ace is the first to speak up

“Hey, that idiot is trying to steal Dokucha!” mutters Ace as he elbows Marco

“That’s just how Dokucha is; you know how friendly they are,” he says with a grunt at the hit

“No, No, Ace is onto something here; he’s definitely up to something,” agrees Thatch

Marco rolls his eyes as he leaves the two to talk their conspiracy out

Turns out he should have heeded their words as he now felt the same feeling crawling up his skin as he watched his youngest sibling yet again approaching the man with another small gift, a small golden coin they had found on their last island

At this, Shanks had started expecting it, so when the kid approached them, a smirk appeared on his face

“What do you have for me today?” he said, scooping the small child up

“I found a pretty coin for Mister Shanks!”

He backs up slightly to look at the coin the child had raised

“You’re spoiling me here, kid. What has my favorite Whitebeard up to?”

They shrug

“I played with my brothers again.”

He chuckles softly

“You’re adorable; I might have to steal you; we need some of that energy in the red Force,”

Dokucha’s response was stopped as they both turned at a hot feeling enveloping them

“Red-haired Shanks,” Ace growls, a tight grin on his face as his fire flickered around him

“Don’t get me wrong, I'm still eternally grateful for you saving and taking care of my brother, but I won’t sit still and watch you steal Dokucha.”

“Would you be so kind as to put my dear sibling down?” Thatch says, a similar tight smile on his face as he swings around his kitchen knives

Marco stared at the confrontation unfolding before him, his eyes drilling into the opposing captain, waiting for the perfect moment to swoop in

“Stop! If you hurt Mister Shanks, I will be mad at you forever! And I will go on adventures with Mister Shanks!”

Thatch gasps at their words

“Dokucha…you are breaking my heart!” He said, grasping at his chest at the sight

“Ah, Thatch-nii!” They said, jumping off Shanks's hand and running to their brother

“Is you’re heart okay?! I’m sorry! I'm not mad at Thatch-Nii!” They cry

Thatch rushes forward to the kid, embracing them in a hug

“Don’t you go running off with anyone else, okay? I won’t allow it.”

“Is your heart okay, Thatch-nii?”

He chuckles

“Don’t worry, I‘m fine. I would just miss you too much if you were to leave.”

“That being said, you are not going with Shanks.”

Shanks chuckles at this, a sly smirk growing on his face

“I don’t know. I might just steal the little one.”

“You-

“Stop” A commanding voice booms

“Ace, stand down,” Whitebeard mutters

Ace’s flame flares more as his jaw tightens

“Fine…”

Whitebeard turns his sight to the Red-Haired captain

“Boy, stop taunting my commanders.”

Shanks raises his hand in a forfeiting motion

“Couldn’t help myself,” he chuckles

“Well then, are you done messing around?” Thatch asked after a moment of silence, scooping up the child and putting them on his hip

“I think it is time for me to take my leave,” sighs Shanks, a small smile growing as he says this

“Hey, kid, say hi to Luffy for me, will ya?” He said, glancing at Ace

Ace rolls his eyes at this but grumbles out an agreement his way, a similar smile growing on his face

Shanks nods at this and takes his leave, jumping back to the Red Force and preparing to set sail

Dokucha whines at this, struggling against Thatch’s hold to try to follow after the redhead

Thatch looks down at the child struggling against his grasp

“Don’t.” He said bluntly

Marco glances at the small struggle before sighing and crossing over, pulling the kid from Thatch to sit on the other side of his hip, nodding at the chef in assurance

Dokucha tries to take advantage of the handover to wiggle their way out of their grasp but is unable to escape their brothers’ firm hold

“There isn’t escaping you, little troublemaker; no use trying,”

“But I want to see Mister Shanks off!”

“I know, bud, but you can’t run off with every stranger you see,” he said, ruffling their hair

They pout

“But it’s a handsome stranger!”

“I know…but you can’t,” he says again

“And what if they're bad people? They could steal you away, you know?”

“Mister Shanks can steal me any day,” they sighed with a dopey smile

He lets out a small chuckle

“Your something else, kid,” he says, giving their head a light pat

“No, Marco-nii, Shanks is something else! So handsome and strong!”

He scoffs at that

“What are we, invisible?” he grumbles, walking into the ship

Ace and Thatch watched them walk away, the latter looking up at his Captain

“Hey, old ma-

“You’re not going after him.”

Guys let’s be honest Dokucha is just voicing much of you are thinking, I think they are intrusive thoughts voiced out, honestly I keep re-reading and I keep laughing cause I just think of you guys doing that

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@amethystviolin

@h0n3y-l3m0n05

[katsune-nya]

Matsuno Chifuyu x Baji!Reader. D-drable?

Ok, listen, I have a WHOLE fic about Baji!Reader x Chifuyu on the WIPs, so, this is just... Um... Me kinda babbling about the lore behind it. (The fic is fem reader tho).

GN!Reader. SFW. Fix It Fic. Idiots In Love. Baji being y'all's number one fan.

• Ryoko used to go to the Sano Dojo, after she had you two she signed you into it as well.

• Kei and you grew up with Mikey, y'all were a pain in the ass for everyone around you, but grandpa Sano tolerated it since y'all were great students.

• Shin got scolded tripple by his grandpa, these three kids showed up every class and were so good at it and... There he was.

• Power Duo, y'all can kick ass tremendously.

• When Kei and Tora plan to steal a bike for Mikey you just... Tell them no. Plus, mfs, did you not know that's SHINICHIRO'S SHOP????

• Nothing happens, Shin's alive and Tora ok.

• You go to the same school, when Fuyu met Kei, helping him write the letter for Tora, you were on recess with your friends.

• Regardless, later on, since they were always together you ended up meeting him

• You couldn't lie... He was really cute.

• Fuyu's first reaction when meeting you was to be slightly intimidated ngl.

• You had grown up with Baji Fucking Keisuke and Baji Fucking Ryoko, you HAD to build a strong presence.

• Kei introduced you two and Fuyu was just "H-Hi, Baji-san... Baji-san 2? W-wait, no! That's not what I meant!"

• Poor boy.

• Friendship quickly blossomed!

• And a mutual crush, definitely.

• Keisuke knew from the beginning, in spite of him being fucking iliterate he's actually incredibly smart and perceptive.

• He tried to get y'all together so many times but all his plans failed.

• He even got the rest of Toman involved.

• Then, the whole Kisaki thing started.

• Kei and you knew the mf was suspicious asf.

• And him instead of working together with you and Fuyu decided to go to Valhalla for info and yeah...

• But! We have a new character! That actually has a relatively functional brain!

• Welcome, Baji Y/N, you are their only hope.

• While evetone was freaking out on different degrees you took it on your hands to encourage them.

Y/N: Everything will be ok. You can not stop it.

Y/N: Everything will be fine. You have no choice.

Chifuyu: What the fuck kind of pep talk is that?

Y/N: Ominous positivity.

• Kazutora aproves.

• Yeah, as I said, relatively functional brain.

• You joined the guys on the Valhalla brawl.

• If you're AFAB it was kinda hard to convince them 'cause "But you're a girl 🥺 you could get hurt, uwu." Mikey. (If you're FtM he wouldn't say girl, dw lmao, you're his dude bro but... Sigh...)

• In the end Draken doesn't wanna deal with you up their asses about it so he convinces Mikey, you're just as strong as Keisuke ffs.

• Yall win and Kei comes back.

Kei: A decision had to be made.

Y/N: And you fucked it up!

• He's so dumb for a smart person.

• You and Fuyu hang out more together.

• You two help Takemichi with his plans and you have better ideas than them so things go much better.

• Tora and Kei join you too.

• Blah Blah Blah, lore lore lore, y'all fix things, no one dies, ok? I won't go into detail for every issue, this is about my babyboy.

• All throughout this Fuyu and you keep getting closer and closer.

• Y'all hang out even when not necessary to save everyone.

• He doesn't even hang out with Kei on his own as much. You normally are there too.

Kei: *sneaking in through their window*

Y/N: *Turning in their chair and flicking the light on* You want to tell me where you've been all night?

Kei: I was with Chifuyu?

Chifuyu: *Turning in his chair* Wanna try again?

• You spend so much time together Toman thinks you're an item already.

• When Kei says you're not they are so... Ugh. Still?

Kei: *Sees Y/N and Chifuyu together*

Kei: They're cute. I would put them on a boat.

Kazutora: You mean... you ship them?

• Kei and Tora make all of Toman design an unnecessarily complex plan to get y'all to confess.

• Just for you two to show up holding hands????

• Turns out you got tired of it and just confessed to Fuyu in the park you normally go to.

• You planned a picnic together and gave him a home baked treat with a little note on it.

• He blushed so hard and between stutters and a bright smile accepted.

• Congratulations!

• They are so frustrated that they put so much work into things but honestly more relieved than anything.

• Your relationship is so cute.

• You're always together, go on arcade dates, cat cafés, park dates, saving everyone plans, home dates in which each one does their own thing.

• It takes five months for y'all to kiss.

• Was really sweet, really gay.

• Time Skip to highschool graduation.

• You two go together and at the end of the day Fuyu takes you on a ride around the city.

• Y'all might be young, but have been dating for around 5 years so Fuyu stops at the beach and stares at you.

• You tease him for it and he chuckles shyly.

• Then he asks if you would like to move out with him to the apartment he got with his job in a pet store.

• So now you live together!

• After some time, Chifuyu has his own store in which Tora and Kei work, with you going to visit him for lunch.

• You're 25 now, living together, 10 years dating...

• On your 10 year anniversary he finally pops the question.

• He took you to the park where you confessed, the both of you sitting on the swings.

• When you stayed quiet for a bit he suddently got on his knees.

• He had a whole speech but he just... Said what came out on the moment.

"Ever since we started dating I've known you were the one. I want to be with no one else but you. You make me the happiest I've ever been. Would you give me the honour of doing it for the rest of our lives?"

• When you get married, Keisuke walks you to the altar.

• When Fuyu sees you he instantly starts tearing up.

• Kei laughs and slaps him on the back.

• The wedding is short and romantic, Takemichi sobbing his eyes out.

• When you throw the bouquet Hina catches it!

• Everyone celebrates that so much.

• In the end, you have a beautiful marriage and a few cats.

Some incorrect quotes that encapsulate y'all's relationships.

Kei: Hey, wanna help me commit arson?

Y/N: What the hell!?

Kei: Oh, sorry, my bad.

Kei: *Whispering* Wanna help me commit arson?

Y/N: *Whispering* Of course. What do you need?

Y/N: This is a bad idea.

Kei: Then why are you coming along?

Y/N: Someone has to get your injured ass home.

Kei: I love you.

Y/N: *Zoning out* What?

Kei: I said I’m selling you to the zOo-

*To Chifuyu*

Kei: Thought I was meowing back at Peke J for the past hour, but it was just me and Y/N meowing at each other from different rooms in the house.

Kei: Are you busy?

Y/N: Yes.

Kei: Cool, listen to this...

Kei: I got an idea!

Y/N: Does it involve breaking the law?

Kei: By now don’t you think that’s a given?

Y/N: I was just trying to be optimistic.

Kei: Don’t bother.

*About the Baji siblings*

Mitsuya: Who's in charge there?

Chifuyu: Usually whoever yells the loudest.

Y/N: I told Kei that his ears turn red when he lies.

Chifuyu: Oh, they do?

Y/N: No.

Chifuyu: Then why did you tell him that?

Y/N: Because I can do this.

Y/N: Hey Kei! Do you love us?

Kei: *With his hands over his ears* No.

Chifuyu: What would Y/N think?

Kei: Ok, that’s an interesting thought, but hear me out: what if… we ran an experiment where we spent the rest of our lives finding out what happened if we never told them?

Chifuyu: Do you guys ever have a civilized conversation that doesn't require insulting each other every time you get a chance?

Kei: No.

Y/N: No.

Chifuyu: Didn't think so.

Kei: Why don’t you go talk to them?

Chifuyu: *Sarcastically* Oh. Yeah, sure.

Baji: What? Just go tell Y/N they're cute, what’s the worst that could happen?

Chifuyu: They could hear me.

Y/N: Kill me nowwwww.

Kei: Sorry, no can do. I need your help with my homework.

Y/N: *Watching Chifuyu do something stupid* Keisuke, you're officially only the second highest risk here.

Kei: Hell yeah! I'm gonna-.

Y/N: Don't finish that sentence, you'll move back up.

[mycatishandsome]

Manifesting (Law of Attraction) VS. Law of Assumption

Edit: adding this here- manifestation can be used within law of assumption, I feel like I didn’t make that clear😭 I’m sorry yall😔

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I've been responding to so many posts and getting so many asks about the differences between these two (LOAs vs. LOAt)so I thought, why not make a post?

SO as always, these are my opinions, and what I believe work within my reality

So what is manifestation (imo)?

-Manifestation is the act of "wishing" a desire into your present and future. (an example being: manifesting a new car into your life). With manifesting, you also have to actually pursue what it is you want (unlike LOassumption). meaning, if you want to manifest something, you WILL get it, but you still have to take the steps to getting it.

What is the Law of Assumption?

-The law of Assumption Is the idea that what you assume you have/or are/ or where you are, already is in your present. (an example being: assuming you have a new car already)

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Now, they sound very similar, and I've seen many people use these two terms interchangeably. I don't personally (again, imo and within my reality) think that these things are the same. I do believe they're 100% in the same boat though.

Let me give you another example in how I use them within my life:

When I want something new within my life, I generally Manifest (Law of Attraction). This could be something like- I want to go to the thrift store and i want to find something specific like a brand new pair of doc martins. What I'll do is affirm (manifest) by saying "I find a new pair of doc martins at the thrift store". While saying this (in my head or outload it genuinely doesn't matter) , I let myself feel like what it would feel to already have them. I will also picture me finding them and picture myself wearing them. -I will go to to that thrift store, and I can assure you, I will find those doc martins.

Here's the same example, but under the Law of Assumption:

I want a specific pair of Doc martins, I bypass the extra steps of manifesting. I assume I already have those Doc martins, because I do. I now have those doc martins.

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I personally don't think one is better than then other, more so that one can be better for certain things vs. the other. I think manifesting is better for smaller things that I don't mind waiting for, especially newer things (for example, I want to manifest new clothes, or new opportunities). I find LOAssumption better for bigger things that I want to "shift" into my reality, or into the reality that has this thing (such as legit different "realties".)

Notice how these two things can have a lot of overlap. Think of it this way: manifesting is for things you want to go through and see the process of getting. It also still requires you to put physical work into. (manifesting a new job-> an opportunity presents itself-> You interview-> you get the job!) LOAssumption is more for things you want in this moment (as you have always had it) (You get the desire to have a new job-> you assume you already have that job-> you now have that job!)

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I want you guys to also remember that as far as shifting goes, I believe in the multiverse theory, but also in the 3D/4D LOA theory.

I think both apply to my reality. Some don't believe in the same idea and that's ok! I wanted to make this post to share the general differences between these terms. Obviously different people believe in different things, this is information based off of my own experiences and general research from books as well. I think melting too many terms can muddle the pot so to say, so for me- I enjoy separating them out and making sure I know the differences!

I hope this post was generally informative and helps some people differentiate things better! have shifting and manifesting!

[gabegade]

If I see one more "least to most loyal strawhat" with Ussop at the bottom I'm gonna punch a wall like I'm a emotionally stunted 15 year old boy

(Before anything I'd like to say that I'm writing this from memory, it probably would've been better written if I had re-read some sections of the manga and taken notes but I don wanna)

First of all ranking them based on loyalty is stupid, especially for the strawhats.

Secondly, a lot of people mention the part where Ussop fights luffy because of the Merry when saying he's the least loyal and I take issue with that.

Up until now, we've had many arcs where one of the crew leaves, and there's a whole drama, and they have to go through some tough shit before everyone solves the problem together, Nami had her whole thing with Arlong, Sanji almost got married, and Robin I think is the most iconic of the "I'm leaving but I don't want to and yall are gonna save me from my demons" bit, which is relevant we'll get back to Robin.

That fight was Ussop's moment, it wasn't as convoluted, or as flashy as the others, but that doesn't make it less important FOR USSOP! Let me remind you how Ussop isn't just "the liar", his whole thing is choosing lies over the truth because THE TRUTH HURTS. Lies are how he was keeping himself together his entire life! Every day he screamed "the pirates are coming!" because he's the one who wanted to believe it the most! When his mother was slowly dying, he needed to believe that his dad was coming and that when he arrived everything would be ok! When Kaya was sick and slowly dying, lies are all he had to offer her in an attempt to ease her pain. Every day, he talked about going to sea, and becoming a brave warrior, but his actions spoke otherwise. He claimed to crave adventure but every day he repeated the same routine, so perfectly on time the villagers used him as a clock! When he "left" the strawhats, his first thought was to go back home!

And then he left, on a boat that was a piece of his home village. And he cared for the Merry more than any of the others, patching it up, piecing it back together every single time, until his work could impress professional shipwrights with how long he managed to keep the Merry going for. Until the Merry started to slowly break apart, until it was slowly dying. Of course he didn't want the truth then either. And of course he felt betrayed. His friend was dying and the other strawhats weren't doing anything! There's always something else we can do! Right?

The fight between Ussop and Luffy might have been a moment that has taught luffy about the weight of his position as Captain. But in the story, it wasn't a moment meant for him, it was for Ussop.

Every strawhat is on this journey to follow their dream, but what does Ussop's dream entail? What does it mean to be a brave warrior of the sea? Along the story of one piece, we see the stories Ussop, his lies, become reality. We see Ussop create the image of sogeking, and we see him grow into it.

And part of achieving that dream, is embracing the truth. That the Merry is dying, that it's too late to go home, that he fucked up. That honest apology was extremely important in Ussop's journey, and so were the events that led to it. And that doesn't make him any less loyal.

[whowantslovergirl]

An: YALL VOTED SO ITS HERE pt. 2 of reckless 🥳 YOU NEED TO READ THE FIRST ONE TO UNDERSTAND THIS ONE or you will be like this 🫠 and all of you should thank @kentfisherswifee6 for suggesting this WE LOVE YOU hope y’all enjoy 💋

Reckless but Careful

CAN WE TALK ABT FINEEEE HE LOOKS IN THIS GIF GAWT DAYUMM

Pope Heyward x reader (reader is female with she/her pronouns)

warnings: tbh idk, ig happy ending, cursing, kissing, reader appreciation, and i think that’s it hope you enjoy my lovers 🤍

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Summary: You learned your lesson about being reckless

posted: April 18,2023

“You didn’t turn off your location!” You roll your eyes. Of course the first thing he didn’t do was turn off his location. “I have Samsung!”

“I have a Samsung too!” So you all see the text between JJ and Singh. Your eyes widened at this one text.

‘I want you to bring Ms. Jewel.”

Well shit.

“Ask him why!” You exclaimed.

“Alright! Alright!” JJ typed and typed.

“You’re such a slow typer.”

“Shut up Y/N! Ok he said ‘I want to see her’ that’s some pedo shit.”

“Shut up Jay! Ok do like a trade in thing. Like I want her for her type shit.”

Pope did not like that idea one bit.

“What? No I’m not letting you do that.”

You roll your eyes and everyone can feel your frustration. He said he was done with you and he has the audacity to care now. You are not letting that bullshit slide.

You turned to him and he sees the look on your face. “I thought you were ‘done’ why do you care?” He was silent searching for an answer. “You’re still my friend Y/N.” You scoff. “Bullshit!”

“Ok lets not do this right now. We have someone who wants to see you and he’s coming here in-.” John B checks his broken watch. “Five minutes!”

You both look at that ground like children getting scolded.

_____

You guys set up traps around the abandoned building and it worked. Singh was now looking for you and you never got Kiara.

So it was totally worth it.

“We need to get her back!” JJ was now going crazy that we didn’t get Kie back. Which is a lot of emotion for someone ‘you like platonically’ or so he says.

“Jay you need to calm down. We’re going to get her back.” Now he was just pacing back and forth, mumbling different plans to get her back.

You can see in the corner of your eye Pope staring at you. You roll your eyes again and you are about to say something but you hear a boat.

It’s Kie.

“Jay” You pointed behind him. He turned around and saw her. They ran up to each other then everyone went to them except you and Pope. You both look at each other. He can tell you miss him and you can tell he misses you.

“Can we talk?” He turned to you and nodded. He went on the boat and you followed.

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“They almost kissed?!” Pope just told you that he saw JJ and Kie almost kissed. He nodded. “I obviously don’t care but it’s the-.” “Principle.” You both say it at the same time and looked at each other.

You really miss him even though you broke up only like two hours ago.

“But I understand it is pretty weird since he knows y’all history. You want me to talk to him?”

“No it’s fine I really don’t care.” He shakes his head.

“I’m sorry.” You both say at the same time again.

“You can go first-no you should-.”

You both laugh.

“Can I go?” You turned to him. He nods and does a ‘speak now’ motion. You laugh again. That’s the first thing you liked about Pope. His humor.

“I just want to start by saying you’re right. As much as I hate to say it but you are Pope. I don’t think about my actions and I almost died several times while doing so. And I’m sorry.”

He went up to me and put my hands in his. I looked up at him with a dreamy look.

“I am so sorry with being so stupid. The plan was actually really good. I just don’t want to lose you at least not this early. I love you and I really appreciate you. I just don’t want you to lose your life over something stupid. And I didn’t mean anything I said.”

“So you’re not done with me?”

“Not even one bit.”

You put your arms around his neck and he put his hands on your waist.

“I love you too Popesicle.” He leans in and you smile in the kiss.

You’re going to be more careful next time.

An: AHHHHHH IM SO SORRY YALL i took forever and a day to do this SCHOOL HAS BEEN KICKING MY ASS FRRRR but until I post again my lovers 🤍 (hint: Fred Weasley smut ;)

[gec2unow]

if you wouldn't ever have sex w a trans person you're a transphobe. if you wouldn't ever date a trans person you're a transphobe. if you're a gay man who won't even consider ever doing anything with a trans man Ever because you're gay and don't consider trans men to be 100% men, you're a transphobe. same boat if you're a lesbian.

nobody's saying you have to like any certain genitals my god. im not fucking saying if you don't go out right now and have sex with somebody you're not attracted to you're a transphobe. look at me. there are trans men with penises. there are trans women with vaginas. there are trans people with all sorts of genitals, just like cis people! and just because a trans man has a vagina doesn't mean he wants you to do anything with it. there are so many ways to have sex.

look at me. the only thing trans people have in common is that they don't identify with the gender they were assigned at birth. being trans does not say anything else about you. if you think that in of itself is a deal breaker for you, yes, you're a transphobe.

too many cis people will say they'd never have sex with a trans person because they don't like penises/vaginas and it's like, okay cool, that's not what i said.

anyways it's been eating at me since t*rfs started interacting w my old post. i will not delete or apologize for complaining about transphobia in the gay community. the post was not well worded but the way yall have reacted to it is disgusting.

t*rfs deserve to die, if you're a t*rf and it ever begins to feel wrong to you know that there is more to life than this, otherwise your feelings mean genuinely less than nothing to me.

ok that's it! i will never post about that post or the responses to it ever again, it's just been eating at me. peace

[mangoposts]

ok so i KNOW that boys are not everything in live but rn i need some psychological guidance here yall

So basically, i always daydream about love like the concept of love is literally my roman empire. I make up all of those scenarios about everyday life events with a man i imagine and i read a loooot of books and watch rom coms all the time, i love this. And i need a sweetheart in my life. I need a nice guy because i had a bf who treated me like shit and that’s not happening again

But when i have a reaaaaaaally nice guy, i get bored and i simply don’t talk to him again, because the spark and electricity my ex gave me back then isn’t there and i miss it

Like yall know that scene from euphoria where maddy looks at kat and ethan and tell jules that she’ll never find that kind of love because there is no darkness???? This is EXACTLY my point

But that scares the living shit out of me because i know that real relationships aren’t like this. I know that my future husband won’t argue with me about anything and call me a bitch when we disagree because those are immature relationships. So then i start to think that I’ll simply never be in a relationship again and i’ll end up alone and that’s a terrifying thought

So now im spiralling over the fact that i don’t know how to accept a healthy relationship in my life. I need yall help please help a bitch out :(

Anon, i would love to help you out. But unfortunately i can’t because

I AM THE EXACT SAME FUCKING WAY

It’s always been hard for me to like guys who like me because they’re always too ….Nice. And too giving and too up my ass or something … In every relationship every guy treated me great and then i lost feelings and left em🤷🏻‍♀️ But the one guy im still hung up on is the one who left me and i argued with and we weren’t even DATING. We want shit we can’t or shouldn’t have and for what reason i don’t know.

All i know is what helped me is focusing on myself, i know it’s kinda hard but ive accepted that im not going to find someone i genuinely like so i just began liking myself and being alone/with friends instead. And it’s helped the need for romance like a lot. I feel like the best love comes when you aren’t searching for it so ion know 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

I don’t have the best advice bc im in the same boat 😭But i hope we figure it out someday and im here for u

[court-jobi]

For the pick some numbers ask:

19. have you ever been to New York?

25. role model

37. favourite actor/actress

Please and thank you!!

Thanks for playing, @middleearthpixie

19. I have!! and it was the trip of a lifetime that couldn't have come at a more perfect time. Not to launch into a sob story, but just two weeks before this photo was taken, my (then) husband dropped the largest bomb on me that began our split. But oh, what refreshment, reinvention, and straight up adventure was to await me on this work trip just a few days later. New York was everything I expected it to be: larger than life, and yet still so full of regular, everyday joys that I couldn't believe I could do-- BUT IN NEW YORK! I saw a show on Broadway, watched my students sing on Carnegie Hall's center stage, ate the best soup dumplings of my life, and took a boat to THE Lady Liberty at night. It's not movie effects, yall. It's very real. I REALLY MET BALTO!!!

Moral of the story, internet strangers-- Just look at this girl and know when I say: a picture may say a thousand words, but even thousands more that you'll never see are under the surface... and yet they didn't keep her down. You WILL come up from rock bottom. You will not stay there~

ok (sniff whew) moving on

25. you're on the same wavelength as @sotwk!! Answered that one HERE!

37. AHHHHH MAKING ME CHOOSE?? How dare ye as me to confront my heart's constant battle... Oh, wait, I brought this on myself.

Well, I guess I would say... to know me as a person is to know me as a forever lover of Harrison Ford. Any age, any genre, I just love that guy. Deep cut: Six Days, Seven Nights is one of my all time favorite movies!

No truer words spoken: "It's not the years, honey; it's the mileage". Swooning. Swooning I tell you.

[heythatssomewitchyshit]

Hey yall, I know I haven't been active in... a hot minute. But spring is here, the days are longer, the fey are back, and I thought I'd give some low-buget, low-energy witchy things for you to try 😄

So!

Brew a cup of tea or coffee or hot cocoa (or anything else hot!). Go to the room in your house/appartment/dorm with the most natural lighting. Open the windows. Sit down, do something for your craft, or read, or write, or make art, or scroll through tumblr. Just Sit in the light enjoy your drink, and whatever you choose to do there.

1.a Sit outside and do this.

1.b If it's already hot where you live, make a cold drink. The drink doesn't matter, just that *you* created it and can enjoy it.

2. Pray and give thanks. Reach out to your pantheon, or your god or goddess or ancestors or spirits or local fey or the earth itself. Say hello, say I'm home. Remember that you are magic and that whatever you've reached out to? You're a part of it now as much as they're a part of you. Embrace it. Say thank you for what they've done for you and, if the urge strikes you, leave an offering. It doesn't have to be large, some berries or some tea or bread or some milk and honey in the lid of a jar, just, something. Prep something and share it if that's more your speed, anything you feel is ok is likely ok. Trust yourself.

3. Here's the one that inspired this post: you drink tea? Coffee? Dump your grounds in the garden. Or if you don't have a garden, maybe just some houseplants, put a small spoonful in each plant. No plants? Find some outside to lay them. None of that is for you? Congrats! I'm in the same boat here at college, so here's what I do.

Unfortunately, I can't do this with my coffee grounds, I drink coffee every day and I don't have the space for it, but I *can* do this with my tea. What you're gonna do is find somewhere to dry your teabags. From your desk, your window, the side of your bed, doesn't matter. So long as you squeeze them out before hanging them, they won't drip. Drying them out doesn't take long at all when they're hanging, a day or two at moderate humidity (40-60%ish. I'm on a temperate island and even in August with no AC in my dorm, they dry out) and around room temp. Once it's dry, you have 2 options: store it in a jar as is, or procedure to step 2 right away.

"Step 2", is that you're going to take your dry tea, open the bag, and shake the leaves or herbs into a clean, dry jar. Remove the strong from the bag afterwards, and keep the bags in a dry cup or jar. Remove the tag from the string, and remove the metal clip from the string or tag. Now your tea can act as fertilizer, or herbs for spellwork. The tags can be rolled together and dipped in wax as a firestarter once you have enough, the metal can be melted down, or used for spell work. Your strings can be used for small sewing repairs, spellwork, or making new teabags, and the bags can be re-used with loose-leaf tea, coffee-to-go, egg-carton seed-starters, or anything else you need thin tissue for. Or hell, you could throw out everything but the pieces you want.

And here's the thing: this is unbelievably easy. I Don't have freetime here at school, but hanging my teabags at night takes as little time as discarding them does. Shaking out a dry bag, and separating the string, metal, and tag? Less than a minute. I store mine and do them in large batches, but you can do it as you go, too.

I thought of this when I realized how *much* I was throwing out by discarding my grounds and teabags, and honestly, the process helps me feel closer to my craft.

Anyway, all of these are just suggestions! Do what feels right to you, and enjoy your craft.

Above all, happy spring! And good luck on finals to all of you taking them!

[itmightbeneb]

im in the same boat as you rn, if he is innocent him having 1on1 convos with fans is still weird and very irresponsible, but he hasnt done it sonce 2021 as he claims. if he did do it. well thats that then

yeah if he did it then he's a fucking idiot for perusing legal action and making sure everyone of his (then former) fans AND ANTIS know

obviously if he did it then bye bye dream blog but I'll let yall know what's happening if/when that happens

beyond that his reputation will be damaged by the still idiotic (but less severe) thing he confirmed doing, but tbh nothing I would unstan for, just be more wary of

overall nothing much more can be said till the court hearing goes through, hope everyone is doing ok rn

and remember, even if he is a piece of shit: defending him in the past was not a bad thing for you to do. you defended a person who either didn't do what he was accused of doing (for when people accused him of other things) or someone you thought given the evidence you had was innocent

[kkroma]

U think life is about working 40-60 hours a week to only have enough to pay basic needs plus they take out taxes for everything on top of that you have to pay to get ur refund and on top of that a percentage goes to the irs and very little is for you. You think we are here to work for someone for the rest of ur fuckin life? And retire at 50-60s to enjoy what???? at that age? ur prob gonna be sick af or dead bc of all of this shitty ass food we have in America. NOTHING IS REAL WE R MODERN SLAVES TO THE GOVERNMENT THAT SOME OF THEM ARE REPTILIANS AND ARE IN BUSINESS WITH ARTIST AND HOLLYWOOD AND ALL THE FUCKIN FOOD WE EAT TO GET SICK AND PAY BIG PHARME THOUSANDS OF DOLLARS TO GET UR MEDICATIONS AND THEY R NOT EVEN NATURAL OR JUST MAKE U WORSE. Nature provided us with everything that we need. Back then houses was like 5,00-12,000 that’s what baby boomers r LIVING THE LiFE RN but realistically talking, most of the Americans are in the same boat. Yall r miserable and unhappy bc we work like slaves to only have enough for rent. WHAT AB FOOD? health insurance, car payments, phone bills, school (which I think it’s worth if ur gonna b a doctor, engineer, lawyer, or those titles that actually humanity needs) if not it’s a total waste of ur fuckin time and money. Do you know how many people have their degrees and r jobless or working in something that they didn’t study years for. I’ve opened my eyes a lot and i am so woke right now, IVE BEEN WOKE yall are just conditioned to think that’s life when in reality we here to create we are creators, to spiritually evolve. But since we r born we have numbers that “identify us” like the social security. Um wtf u mean u can see everything about me and my life when u look up my social security. AMERICA WAKE tf upPPP. Everything that happens bad in our life is just for you to focus on that negative shit and not about WHY R U ACTUALLY HERE FOR WHAT IS OUR PURPOSE. Most of the people in this world are so fucked up and full of evil. People sometimes normalize it…. A 50 years old marrying an 8 year old? do u think that’s okay and normal? IT DOESNT FUCKIN MATTER WHAT UR RELIGION IS THAT IS NOT NORMALLL UR TAKING BER INNOCENCE AWAY. Young people that are in a relationship or in a marriage just because the husband is wealthy, but cheats on u and abuses u but it’s ok bc he has money and you have everything right? IN WHAT WORLD THAT IS NORMALLL???? WHY NORMALLZE THAT? older guys wanting younger girls, young girls wanting older guys like wtf is this? THEY WANT YOUNGER GIRLS BC FIRST SHE HAS LITTLE TO NO EXPERIENCE IN THE WORLD, is a virgin and is easy to manipulate. Bc men wants to take control of everything, you have no voice. So it’s easy to manipulate younger girls.

Everyone is fuckin stupid and have issues that YALL NEED TO FIGURE IT Out.

Wake tf up

The sun is not real

China has an artificial sun bro

WE NEVER WENT TO THE FUCKIN MOON THE FOOTPRINTS DIDNT MATCH AND IT LOOKS SO FUCKIN GREENSCREEN.

We don’t even have an official real image of earth. They all look alike and is cgi.

If yall read the Bible the end of times r coming and Jesus is coming. He said the stars and sky will give us messages we have to pay attention!! This is supposed to happen. 2024 it’s gonna be crazy. Why u think p diddy and all the Hollywood shit it’s slowly coming out for the evil shit they do. Most of them work for the devil and yall r so fuckin stupid that you read the lyrics and they r literally telling you the truth.

They gives us clues and messages throughout tv shows, movies, songs, I mean the Simpson??? The one season in disjointed where she draws the “truth”

WAKE TF UP we pay taxes to reptiles and pedophiles

That’s why they’re so much sex trafficking BC THEY FEED FROM THEM THEIR PURE INNOCENT BLOOD IS WHAT THEY WANT. Celebrities and governments and elites are all in the SAME ROOM DOING THIS SHIT. WE T SLAVES TO THEM WAKE UP MFSSSS. I’m tired of this. I went outside today, it looks like smoke everywhere the sky is orange and my eyes started to water as soon as I went outside.

ALIENS R REAL JESUS SAID “beaming lights from the sky we will see that r gonna save us. And the ones that didn’t go

Stay in hell which is here.

REPENT.

[spookysquish13]

First time knife play with JJ Maybank

First time knife play with JJ Maybank

*Author note: I got locked out of my old account (spookysquishsworld) and am reposting all of my old writings

This morning there was a tiktok video going around where Rudy was playing with a knife. It brought something out of me, and i know everyone wants more JJ smut. So here yall go. I hope you like it.

ALSO if anyone has tips on how to format more easily, i write on a different app and then paste it into the text box… ??

TRIGGER WARNING HARD CORE. KNIFE PLAY. THIS COULD BE TRIGGERING TO SOME. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED BY BLADES OR KNIVES. WARNING: Knife, blood, blindfold, choking, fingering,

JJ was sitting in the little cabin of the steering wheel of the boat, groaning that he was bored, leaning his head back against the wall. He takes out one of the fishing blades packed on the boat. He takes the blade out of its canvas sleeve, in a place that you could have sworn was slow motion. You are watching him through the back window of the cabin. Watching him take out the knife, you feel your eyes grow in size. Gulping quietly so you could continue enjoing the show started feeling your core grow hotter. JJ starts tossing the blade up into the air trying to catch it. The danger of him potentially getting hurt grew an excitement deep inside of you. You didnt know what this was. Why the sight of the blade excited you to your core. What would it feel like? Would it be cold? What would it feel like to give JJ all of that control. You knew he would never do a thing to hurt someone else unless provoked. You swallow hard trying to keep your hand out of your shorts. The others close by. Now JJ is starting to twirl the blade between his fingers. His face twisting with concentration, making his dimples come out. You could see one of his brows furrow. With the rings on his fingers, and the knife moving swiftly could have made you cum from the sight. JJ felt someone watching. He looked over his shoulder, still twisting the blade. You both made eye contact. JJ giving you a sexy smirk, his eyes growing a deep blue. You moved away quickly from the window and plastered your back to the wall aside the window. Trying to catch your breath from the sight of the sun kissed blonde with a shiny knife. —————– All of you have now returned from the boating adventure and you excused yourself into the bathroom of John Bs house. You splash cold water onto your face trying to collect yourself. You all were still hanging out but your heat never faded. As you unlock the door, you find JJ standing in the doorway across from the bathroom, his arms crossed. You started getting worked up again just from the sight of his muscles. “Hey, y/n, can I talk with you?” JJ asks. Motioning to his bedroom. “Where are the others? ” you ask JJ, your heart beat raises, feeling like you just ran. “I shooed them off” JJ says giving you a wink as he looks back behind him to make sure you are still following. As soon as both of you enter into his bedroom he closes the gap between you and backs you into the door, closing it behind you with a force that made you stop breathing. This is it, this could be the moment you were waiting for. JJ kisses you with such a force you could not keep the moan down that was escaping your mouth. His hands were on your hips, pulling you closer. Your head was spinning from his touch, you waited all day for this. JJ kisses from your mouth down your jaw, hitting all the right spots. Against your neck he says “Y/N, we need to talk about something.” You take a deep breath trying to focus on what he was saying. You try to untangle both of you, so you weren’t distracted. “Ok” you say sighing that he broke up something you were waiting for. “ I saw you watching me playing with the knife….” He trails off, you nodding you head, hoping that he could put two and two together. He was a smart boy. “…. I think I want to try something with you.” You heart jumps and your eyes fill with the same lust that he looked at you with multiple times before. “Im not sure how or why but watching you play with that knife did something in me that I didn’t know could happen….” You confess, letting all guard down, looking at your hands because you didn’t want to look him in the eye, you would have just died from embarrassment. JJ comes swiftly to your side and gently puts his hands on both sides of your face, bringing you to look at him.“Baby, there is nothing to be ashamed of, I know these thoughts can be scary and intimidating, but as long as we are honest with each other and talk about things before And after, we can do this. Honestly, it what I was thinking about while playing with it.” He kisses your nose, resting his forehead against yours. “I

was curious how you would take it, we already have been dabbling into some kinky things in the bedroom…” he continues talking as he wraps his hands around your waist. Closing your eyes with the feeling of him wrapping you into him, you laid your head against his chest. You were trying to memorize his smell around you. How his arms felt wrapped around you. “You know my rule, you can tell me anything and I wont judge. As long as you are honest and remember the safe word, we are golden. You remember the word right, babygirl?” How could you have forgotten, you sat in bed with him late at night, laughing and forgetting the world around you. You were trying to come up with a word that would completely pull both of you out of anything you were doing. Toilet. Toilet was the word you settled on. You talked about golden showers and both of you agreed that, that wasn’t something you’d be into. JJ spoke up, pulling you out of your memory. “Do you want to try? The gang wont be back for hours. The house is ours. We can be as loud as we want….” He kisses you hard and chokes you a little, the coldness of his rings makes you gasp against his mouth. “we all know you have trouble being quiet, princess” JJ says against your mouth smugly, knowing full well the power he has over you, to make you into a crumbling screaming soaking mess. He picks you up and tosses you onto the bed. He makes contact with your mouth and you moaned at the touch, kissing you so you wouldn’t notice, he blind folds you with the bandana from his back pocket. Kissing down your neck, sucking hickies into your collarbone, he slowly pulls out the knife from his pocket, the one you saw earlier, he lifted from the boat. The first contact was your shoulder, you gasped shockingly from how cold the metal was. Colder than you imagined, ice like.JJ drags the knife softly against your delicate skin, never picking up the blade off of you. He cuts one of your straps from your shirt, which makes you scream quietly from excitement. He continues to drag the blade up against your neck, against the sweet spot near your ear, and down your cheek. Your heart is racing and you are practically panting, drool tipping out of the corner of your mouth. JJ sees you drooling under him, a soaking and panting mess. He becomes hard and grinds his hips into you so you could feel what you do to him. “Open your mouth stick your tongue out.” JJ orders with a deep sexiness to his voice. This tone of his is one you love, one where he is taken over by lust and cant get enough of you. You close your mouth tight, being the brat you are, knowing there would be a fun punishment for this act of disobedience. JJ stopped grinding into you and lifted himself up off of you. He turned your hip to the side, your back still on the bed but your left hip in the air. He dragged his hand across your underwear, making brief contact with where you wanted him the most. All of the sudden you feel a smack and a sting. He spanked you, leaving a red hand print on your bare ass. The noise that escaped your mouth earned a growl from him. Your chest raising and falling rapidly from all of your excitement. “Open your mouth. Stick your tongue out. I will not repeat myself.” JJ says as you feel his hand around your throat. You stick your tongue out, letting all juices free flow. You feel the cold metal pressed flat against your tongue. You couldn’t stop drooling. You only ever could drool that much while you were sucking him off. When you feel the cold leave your mouth you start begging. “JJ please, I need you. Now, please.”“Tell me what you want, brat” He spat back at you, tightening his grip around your neck. Your head falls back and you beg him “Please touch my pussy, I want your fingers, your tongue, the knife, your dick. Please anything. I just need something. Please” The need you had for him almost brought you to tears. JJ drags the knife down your bare stomach, your shirt was long gone. You arch your back and JJ could see all the goosebumps forming. He starts biting your hips, sometimes too hard and there was blood popping out

of some of the teeth marks. He dragged the knife down to your panties and with one quick motion he cut off both sides around your hips. Tugging on the cloth he ripped them from the front so there was friction against your clit. You gasped so loud and was so shocked you gripped the sheets around you. Knowing if you reached for him there could be bad consequences. Biting and sucking at your hips again, he pushes your legs aside and finally gives you what you begged for With out any warning he pushes two fingers into you. Still feeling the blade, over a hip and down one leg tracing your ankle and then coming back up. “Baby, you are a dripping mess. I never knew you could get so wet and wanting. All for me.” JJ practically growled against you “Yes baby you are doing so well. I love seeing you like this.” You bucked your hips against his fingers, still inside of you. This Was all you needed to just about cum. He immediately removed his fingers and you whined so loudly you startled yourself. Edging you once before letting you get any closer. “OPEN"He demanded once again and you obliged you needing him more then a punishment He stuck his fingers in your mouth "Taste yourself, baby girl taste how wet you are for me.” You start sucking on the fingers in your mouth, tongue dancing around them like you were sucking them off. This earned a deep growl from JJ in your ear. A “please” escaped your mouth without even thinking. He starts to drag his fingers, softly barely touching your skin, down to your wet hot core he pushes you back over so you are laying flat on your back, legs wide open his for the taking. He flicks your clit just to tease a little bit more before giving you what you want. You were now open mouth panting and whining, some noises you didn’t even recognize. He put two fingers into you going at a pace you didn’t think was humanly possible, again things were slow motion you didn’t think he could go any slower. “Stay very still, do not move a muscle or I will stop he orders” JJ places the cold blade onto your clit and you move your hands deeper into the blankets bracing yourself so you didn’t move. He curled his fingers to hit your g spot and you almost cried. You needed him more than you ever needed him before. “p…..please JJ… please make me cum….. please baby….. I’ll do anything just make me cum……” you plead knowing you couldn’t stay still for much longer he removes the blade and you start to protest “Please…” as quickly as he removes the blade he replaces it with his mouth sucking and twirling his tongue so skillfully he starts pumping his fingers rough and hard, a pinky grazing your other hole his hand is now dripping from your juices “baby cum for me you are doing so well, you are almost there….” pounding your g spot over and over with his hand you feel the rings slipping close and close to your entrance, his fingers deep inside of you. your back raises from the bed as you feel the knife flat against your belly just enough to feel the coldness you release and scream like you were on a rollercoaster you were on one of your own high JJ had to use his arm to keep your legs open, holding you down still pounding you with his fingers making sure he gets everything out of you as you let go of the sheets coming down from your high he moves to place the knife on the bed and to slip the bandana off of your face kissing you everywhere on your face and finally your lips you lay there limp tears escaping your eyes you breathing so heavy you weren’t sure if you’d ever catch your breath He lays down next to you in awe and kisses you gently against the mouth you laugh against his lips unbelieving that you just came that hard “wow” escapes your lips as you run your hands through his hair his hand laying lazily on your hip “I didn’t know you could scream that loud Y/N” still laying there euphoric blinking to try to make sure this was reality, nodding slowly “you really liked that didn’t you y/n”“yes I had no idea…. i .. it… wow…. more ….” JJ giggled that he had you speechless “ I will be right back baby okay? Just stay here, Im so

proud of you” he put away the knife and brought you some water and covered you up with your favorite blanket you could make sense of words now…. “Wow JJ fuck, that was awesome. I had no idea” He came up behind you cuddling into you under the blanket kissing the side of your face “Im glad you liked it I can say its one of my favorite things now.” “Me too, i thought it would be different” “how so” JJ looks down at you making sure you were okay “that it would be more dangerous i guess” he feels you shrug against his arms around you “as long as you don’t jerk and move too much i have all of the control. I wont ever hurt you baby, I’m so proud of you. you did so well” “ JJ I’m glad we can trust each-other this much. I wouldn’t be able to do any of this if it wasn’t with you.” He kissed you softly against the mouth and your hunger reappeared How could it not with a sun kissed blonde god next to you “Your turn for me to make you cum JJ” You say climbing on top of him feeling his dick hard against your bare clit. Shuddering at the feeling since you were still sensitive, smiling. you both melted into the blanket, not coming up for air until the sun rose again

[bonny-kookoo]

Sing to me: JJK x Reader 🔞

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Mermaid AU, Siren!Jungkook, Prince!Jungkook, homeless!Reader, Romance,  Smut duh

Wordcount: 5k (medium)

Tags/Warnings: okay so, spoiled kook, possessive kook, Theres literally an attempted murder lol, drowning? whoops, blood oh no, reader is hella fucking dense ok, biting, courting lol, fish boy is in love, whoops, anyways we got sexy times too, because in this AU fishboy got legs n all of that hah, unprotected sex because, guys pls this ain't supposed to he realistic, wrap it before you tap it folks, its also not all that filthy lol, blink and you'll miss the scene, honestly I didn't include much smut because yall nasty so you will ask for dirty drabbles anyways, not that I mind lol, k I'm done I think, wow mom I've sinned less than usual..

Summary: Help me love myself, and I might learn to love you as well.

Or alternatively: you save Jungkook from being killed, and he totally gets the wrong signals. But he's cute, so its fine. Probably.

Jungkook is floating.

He thinks about what lies above the waves, and cant think of anything he really finds interesting. The surface is littered in junk, in things humans leave behind without thinking twice about it. It's air is thick and stuffy, hard to breathe and never clear at all. It's crowded, with creatures who at the end of the day all look the same in his eyes. There's nothing exciting about the world people walk on.

Its boring, and dirty.

His own home is, compared to that, a kingdom radiating like the moon itself. It shines and sparkles, and harbors some of the most beautiful creatures ever to be found. He and his family, as well as everyone else, live in peace with nature down underneath the waves, existing side by side instead of trying to gain the upper hand all the time.

And he's reminded of the cruelty of man, when he finds himself caught in a net.

He's somehow made the fishermen drop it instead of pulling him up on their boat. But that doesn't mean he's free- he's still struggling with it, fighting it, but he cant rip it apart. All he does really, is tie the knots tighter, have them dig into his skin until spots are rubbed raw. He can't really swim anywhere at this point, gives up as he can see the last lights of his distant home fade into the distance.

Jungkook is floating.

He's slowly being led by the waves, by the love of wind and waters, as he closes his eyes. Its a pity, really; for a prince held so high to die by the mere hands of the poor, he thinks. It's upsetting him, very much so, but he takes it as it is. There's nothing he can do anyways, as he slowly comes into contact with the sand below. It washes him up onto short, the dry sand sticking to his body, waves pushing him higher and higher onto the ground.

He shivers, the cold outside air biting at his skin now unsheltered and defenseless.

He doesn't know how long he lays there.

But at some point, steps are heard on the sand. He keeps his eyes closed, doesn't care about what will happen next- he really just wants to have it be over by now, the ropes already painfully burning his skin at certain spots. He's sure theres sand in his wounds as something touches him- warm fingers, hesitant, and almost shy.

He keeps his eyes closed.

"My god, I hate humans.." You mutter under your breath, your voice hitting his ears, making him notice the way it sounds. He thinks it sounds very similar to some of his kind; sirens being blessed with voices sweet and enchanting. Maybe you were one of the strays who had decided to live on the surface for some reason? But your smell was entirely human, although much sweeter and pleasant than anyone he'd met before. And then, after a small short moment of pain-

He's free.

His arms flop to his side, and he breathes in deeply- finally able to fully move again. His eyes open, and adjust to the night for a moment, before they meet yours.

How interesting.

"Jungkook?" Jimin asks him, curious to what has gotten the young Siren so occupied. Typically, Jungkook would be watching the annual kingdom dances with at least some form of interest; even if it was just a glimpse of it, just to make his parents worry less about him misbehaving. But today, as the graceful dancers move around to the orchestra playing, the young prince is absolutely not there. At least not mentally. "Jungkook." The older one scolds, getting Jungkooks attention- his gaze hard and annoyed. "Please, young prince- at least try to pretend you're interested. This is after all part of our culture." He strategically uses his title as teasing- something which makes Jungkook snort without any fun.

"I really don't want to be here." He explains, and Jimin sighs. "I'd rather be at the surface.." He mumbles, being careful not to be too loud- but Jimin does pick it up, and so does his partner, Taehyung, next to him- now leaning a bit forward to hear better.

"Oh?" Jimin asks. "What could be of interest there, I wonder?" He teases, and Jungkook grows even more irritated.

"Nothing that should interest a whore like you." He says harshly, though Jimin knows he means no harm with it. Jimin is, after all, a man who enjoys the simple pleasures in life- which is why he can't quite grasp why Jungkook, a young man in his prime like himself, doesn't seem to care about whats going on around him.

"Hm, but I think she must be absolutely divine if you're willing to risk the wrath of your own mother just to see her." He says, and Taehyung snickers next to him, clearly amused.

But to both of their surprise, Jungkook grows.. calm. Theres even a glimpse of a smile on his lip as he rests his head on his head, elbow on the armrest of his throne. "That she is." He says, quietly, as he watches the young woman in front of him. He has to imagine you there instead, moving oh so gracefully to the sounds of his Kingdom's greatest musicians- dressed in the most beautiful gown he'd gift you. "That she is.." He repeats, a dreaming look on his face that Jimin has not seen before.

Jungkook watches you.

He enjoys watching you on your daily trips to the beach, picking up cans and bottles, and other things people throw away without care. You're cleaning up the beach, and he thinks its a very good behavior- he likes the way you always carefully scan the ground and sides for any garbage. He swims a little closer as he spots you squatting down; eyes lighting up as you pick up a shell he'd personally not care much for. It's slightly pink- but nothing he hasn't seen in his life. They're so common, and he suddenly thinks that if this already makes you happy, what if he was to bring you something else? Something better, something more worth your attention?

He feels a rush of excitement.

Dashing into the opposite direction, he makes his way towards the ground below, eyes scanning the ground as he searches for something. He spots it after a few minutes of searching, but when he holds the pearl, he hesitates.

Its not enough.

No, that's not what you should get. He's only paying back his dept, yeah, that's what he's doing. But what if he was overdoing it by bringing you something too expensive or rare? No, he should be smart about it, yeah. Start small, and work your way up he thinks, as he takes the pearls he's collected while deep in thought, and pushes himself back to the top, swimming easily. He hopes you're still there-

And there you are, dipping your feet into the water.

He looks at what he can see; only able to see clearly underneath the waves rather than above. There's a bracelet hanging around your ankle, and it looks cheap, he thinks. It only helps him by giving him ideas for his next gifts- if you would accept his first, that is. He's never been rejected before, but then again, has always rejected instead. Nothing had interested him to the extend you did. Maybe you really were of his kind, secretly.

When he slowly brings his head up the waves, you don't get scared, or flinch. You simply look, spot him, and smile.

He likes that expression.

He comes closer, free hand helping him onto the stone you sit on, his hand holding your gift eagerly pushing against yours. You understand quickly, and open them, and he smiles. You're smart, he notes, and it only adds to your qualities, he thinks. Dropping the pearls, your eyes sparkle again- as they should, he thinks with pride. You inspect them with big eyes, as if you've never seen something alike. He enjoys your reaction- and you nod at him. "Thank you- are they for me to keep?" You ask, pointing to them, and then at your chest. He's not fully fluent in human language, but has picked up on some words and phrases, since Seokjin had recently strayed- teaching him some stuff whenever he got bored and visited his younger brother.

So Jungkook nods. "You." He says, and you like the sound of his voice; fittingly just as handsome as the rest of him, you think. But then again- his kind is known for its beauty and enchanting voices. "Keep." He tells you, pushing your closed palm a bit closer to your body as if to underline his statement. You think its cute, in a way.

"Okay." You say. "I'll keep them-?" You ask, and he doesn't understand, until you point to yourself, and say a name- yours, he supposes.

"Ah-" He starts, pointing to himself. "Jungkook. Jeon, Jungkook." He tells you, and you nod, smiling.

"It's nice to meet you, Jeon Jungkook." You smile, and he grins back, slightly sharpened canines in stark contrast with his bunny-like smile.

He thinks its nice to meet you too.

"But you're a witch, aren't you?" Jungkook argues, staring at Taehyung. "I thought you were all so capable." He challenges, and Taehyungs eyes darken- quite literally, since sea witches do technically have black eyes- but conceal them, as to not scare off people. He regains his composure however when Jimins hand lays on his shoulder.

"Now now, no need to become huffy." He says. "He didn't say he can't do it- he simply told you that its not that easy." He explains, and Jungkook sighs, rolling his eyes. Ever the spoiled prince, they think to themselves.

"I don't care about that." He states. "Can you do it, or can you not?" He asks, and Taehyung thinks for a moment.

"I.." He begins, before he sighs. "I can. But, there's a catch, Jungkook." He tells him, and this time, the youngest of the group seems just as serious as he listens. "I can't promise that.. the result will be what you will expect." He says.

"What do you mean?" Jungkook asks.

"There's a chance she won't survive it."

He doesn't think much about why you're so often sitting on that rocky structure close to the deep- he likes not having to get out of the water to be close to you. And you think, Jungkook is quite the interesting being.

He’s curious; that much you can tell. His hands rest on your knees, your toes sometimes brushing against his abdomen as he swims closer- face coming forward to properly look at you. His vision must be bad outside of the waters you assume, his brown eyes squinting in concentration until he huffs and let’s himself back into the waters. You chuckle, and simply take off your jacket, slipping into the water as well as you control your breath- his entire face brightening at your body now underwater in his world, finally clear to see for his eyes.

You’re pretty, he thinks, definitely prettier than any other human he’d encountered before. The clothes covering your breasts and private parts a bit dull and boring for his taste- but he’d change that soon. He smiles, happy, before holding up his finger as if to signal for you to wait before he swims away, elegantly and fast. You swim up to breath some air, catch your breath, until there’s a hand around your calf, holding, fingers running over the skin, signaling you to come down again. You follow his question, taking a deep breath to meet him underneath the surface; his excited hands wrapping something around your neck, before he swims in circles as if he’s suddenly got too much energy. You point to yourself, as if to ask if you can keep it- and he nods, wide eyes watching you with a smile that you can’t help but mirror.

You don't quite realize what he's doing.

He however thinks you know. You know that he's courting you, and you're interested in him. You know that he's just given you more than a simple gift. He only believes you're letting him work for it- something he happily does, taking on the challenge as always. He swims closer, holds your shoulders, as his eyes look into yours, his gaze happy and child-like almost. He's close to finally showing you affection- but you suddenly swim to the surface instead.

And even though he knows you only wanted to breathe, he can't help but feel slightly sour at the ruined moment.

"You're awfully happy these days." His mother says, watching her son in the gardens of the palace. "May I ask what has gotten you in such a bright mood?" She asks, and Jungkook doesn't quite know how to break it to her. He knows its not forbidden, knows it has, and does, happen each and every day it seems- but there's still fear inside of him. Theres still hesitation, even though he is not ashamed of what has happened- of what he has done. His mother however notices. "You know you can trust me, right?" She says, and he nods.

Its now or never.

"I've found a mate." He says, and his mother smiles warmly, holding his cheek as she kisses it in congratulation. "Its a human." He says, quietly, hurried- but his mother continues to smile.

"I have suspected as much." She states. "Your friend- Park Jimin- is not very good at talking quietly." She snickers, and Jungkook curses under his breath about how he wants to strangle him. Theres a huge weight lifted off of him however; finally having said it, made it very real to him, in a way- even though it was already.

Because, after all; you were wearing his kingdom's sigil around your neck already. He had claimed you.

He's restless the next time he swims to the shore to meet you again- eager to see you to give you the news of his family's acceptance.

You're late- later than usual, and his brows are furrowed, mood upset at your mannerism. You're usually always on time, always just as eager to see him he thinks- but this time, you're not there. After his anger however, he grows increasingly worried instead. What if something had happened to you instead? Oh what a bad person he would be to be mad at you for getting into an unfortunate situation. As guilt slowly makes his way into his body, claims his muscles, he moves to sit on the stone he usually finds you on. He tries to look around- rain on his skin making it possible to be out way more comfortably.

He spots movement above.

Theres a person he can't make out- throwing something off the cliff down into the sea, and Jungkook clicks his tongue in anger, already upset- but still curious on what it was the person had been so eager to discard. Typically, its tiny things or plastic he finds- but this is something else, he knows.

Underwater, he smells blood.

His pupils contract, eyes widening, as he spots the black bag slowly making its way to the bottom of the sea- red trail leading from it. Its not the blood however that makes him frantic- its the smell of it, of you, that stops his heart.

He gets you out the bag, his anger over the entire situation diminishing into nothing as he holds you close, eyes spotting the deep cut on your side, and the scratches on your face. Unsure where to bring you, he holds you close, brings you onto his back as one of his hands hold yours, your arms around his neck. He swims quickly to the only place he knows you can breathe.

The underwater cave is big enough for now, he thinks, as he brings your body onto the ground, out the water. He doesn't notice he's crying, doesn't quite speak, his native language of clicking sounds and little noises escaping him as he whines out for your attention, waiting for you to wake up somehow. He's been so invested in making you like him and accept him that he's got no idea what to do with a human. Are you cold? How can he warm you up? How does he stop bleeding wounds? How much can you bleed before you die? Are you already dying?

Jungkook doesn't know what to do. So he simply lays by your side, holding you close, in hopes his slightly higher body temperature can keep you warm.

"He's doing the best he can-" Jimin says, Seokjin next to Taehyung as they both lean over your body. Both witches are concentrated, already exhausted, but there's no way they're giving up on you now. Not only because you're important to Jungkook- but because no one deserves to simply die like this.

"I know, I know!" Jungkook huffs out, pupils turned into cat like slits- a clear sign of the absolute terror and chaos inside of him. "What if they're best isn't good enough? Jimin, I can't loose her, you don't understand-" He starts, but Jimin holds the younger one's shoulders, for the first time serious with him.

"I do." He glances at Taehyung. Jimin had saved Taehyung before as well- the young sea witch having been hit by a fisherman's harpoon years ago. Ever since then, Jimin had been attached to the witch like glue. "Trust me, I really do. And they're doing all they can to make sure she's going to be fine." He promises, and Jungkook nods.

All he can do is pray.

When you wake up, there's several things you notice.

First, you're alive. Having a raging headache, and your limbs and muscles feel horribly tender, but you're alive. There's also strings of rope tied to two rock formations acting like a clothing line, several blankets and clothes hanging from it. They don't look human-made to you- the fabrics and designs not something you would think of as regular. There's a bucket and several stained rags- now copper-brown with old blood. Its then that you look down, seeing your cut sewed shut.

You also notice its rather soft underneath you.

Its sheepskin laid over seaweed you notice- the whool soft and fluffy, and warm. Everything seems to be so thoughtfully placed, even some decorative items- you can spot fireflies casually sitting in a jar close by, and burned wood, probably to . Probably to make light during the night. You're tired however, so you simply lay down again. Quite honestly, surely you should fee worried about the situation- but then again, there was no one to miss you, no place you called your home anyways. No use in worrying- because deep down, you had your suspicion.

A Jungkook swims to the surface with the plastic box in his arms, he's careful not to throw it too hard onto the ground. As he steps out the water, he's sure to at least try and his his hands of most the water before he goes to check on the blankets he had brought this early morning. They've dried enough, he notices, and is glad about that, as he picks one up.

You don't have to be cold anymore, he thinks.

He's unnaturally careful for his typical character- his usual behavior quite the opposite as it was now. Now, he's making sure you're properly tucked in, as he notices your eyes watching him.

He freezes, for a moment.

Jungkook hasn't really thought much about what would happen if you were to wake up- after all, Seokjin had told him he was unsure if you were to wake up this early in the first place, and Taehyung didn't even know if you would wake up at all. He'd told his younger brother to be prepared for any reaction really; fear, confusion, maybe even anger. But you seem calm, curious even, and Jungkook decides to sit down in front of your face, waiting.

"You brought me here, right?" You ask, and he nods, eyes not leaving your form.

"You-.. hurt." He points to the spot where your wound had been. "Also hurt." His hand points to your head. "Brothers, helped." He informs you, and you smile, nodding at his words. He suddenly looks at the ground, mumbling. "I.. worried. Thought... you, dying." He tells you, and you sit up slowly again, keeping the blanket around your shoulders.

"I'm not dead though." You say, and he nods. "Thank you, Jungkook. Now we're even." You say, and he tilts his head in confusion- a mannerism you could only think of as cute. "I saved you- you saved me." You say, and he smiles, nodding.

"I-" He starts, leaning forward a bit, now way more energetic and lighthearted as before. "I- we-" He growls a little in frustration, and you cant help but giggle at his troubles- the chirps and clicks escaping him foreign- but somehow, they feel hazy, as if your mind knows the language, but has forgotten what it meant. He's trying so hard you notice, and appreciate. "You like here?" He asks, and points around. You nod, and he beams at you. "I made." He tells you, proudly so.

"I guessed as much. Its very thoughtful of you, thank you." You say, and he nods, happy you like what he did for you. Its not a permanent solution, obviously, but as soon as you're healed well enough, he already planned a new spot for you to come with him.

You just don't know it yet.

There's a weird feeling inside of you.

It's like homesickness, you think. Every time you look at the waters, you feel- sad? It's making you uneasy, and with every day passing by, it just gets worse and worse. But it's today, that you cant take it.

When you dip your legs into the water, it soothes an ache you can't recognize ever having. It helps your skin, it somehow feels as if you're breathing again. But It's not enough, you think- before you let yourself fall into the deep end.

You're floating.

It's like leaving a stuffy and crowded mall, just to stand in a park, fresh air after it had rained, and light breeze clearing your head. Everything is silent, but not at the same time- the water around you feeling as if you're being hugged, held. It makes you relax, makes you let go, makes you only exist for a moment.

You're floating.

And there's a sudden wave of realization that you're also breathing. There's no water in your lungs- or maybe there is, and you just don't feel it being there. Darkness surrounds you as you don't know where you are exactly- theres no telling where is where, no way to know if you're upright or not. Maybe you've died?

Did you drown?

If you did, it would explain Jungkook being there. He's swimming towards you with a face full of worry, as he grabs your wrist and holds you close. "I can't even let you out of my sight for a mere day it seems, my love." He sighs, and your eyes widen. Its almost comedic how his own do the same, focusing on your neck, as he touches.

You're sensitive, and shift away from his touch.

"It-" He starts, now holding your shoulders, as he begins to smile. "It worked! It really did- by the dragon kind, you look absolutely divine!" He laughs, and can't help but hold your hands, eyes roaming your appearance, as you don't quite get it- until you follow his gaze.

Just like him, there's fins now on the sides of your calfs, smaller ones on your ankles as well. Theres also ones decorating your outer forearms- they look like the ones you'd always see on goldfish as a kid. There's something alike to scales as well, but barely noticable. "I- what happened to me?" You ask, and Junkook smiles.

"You.. almost died." He admits, taking your hand and swimming to what you assume is back towards the cave. "You had been robbed during the day, and when I found you.. well, you know what happened." He says. "While you were asleep, we were thinking about what to do. There was no way you would survive as a human- so, a friend of mine- Taehyung- performed a ritual, together with Seokjin, my brother." He says. You finally spot light, glad to be able to have at least some form of orientation. "I'm glad you're adjusting so quickly, my love." He states, smiling at you.

You notice the petname again.

"Jungkook-" You start, as you both reach the cave again, sitting on the edge of where the ground of the cave meets the water. "Why are you.. calling me that?" You ask, and Jungkook seems confused.

"Why do you ask?" He questions. And you don't quite follow, until he continues. "You're my mate- I am only addressing you as such."

Your eyes widen. "Wait- we're-" You start, and its only then that it clicks in Jungkooks head.

"Oh." He says- the dissapointment bitter and evident in his voice. "You.. didn't know?" He asks, and you shake your head, unsure what he means. "I see.." He tells you, suddenly distant. "I.. will bring you breakfast tomorrow.. sleep well." He abruptly says, and before you can say anything, he's already gone.

What just happened?

"There you are!" A voice says, deeper than Jungkooks, but not unfamiliar. Taehyung had been visiting and bringing you food and nescessities ever since that talk with Jungkook. This time, however, Taehyung seems like he wants to say something. You look at him, silently urging him, and he sits down next to you, sighing.

"Does he hate me?" You ask, quietly, and Taehyung looks sad.

"He could never." He says. "He just.. didn't take the rejection well. He'll need time to come around. It won't take that much time- his mother is already trying to get a new partner for him." He explains, and your head whips around towards him. "I- you.. did reject him, right?" He asks, slowly. "You do.. not love him, right?" He urges again, and you groan suddenly, throwing your face into your hands.

"Oh my god I'm so stupid.." You say. "It all.. everything was so overwhelming, I didn't even notice what he was doing." You cry into your hands, as Taehyungs hand places itself onto your back, trying to soothe you. "I though.. especially after I found out about his status.." You mumble. "How could he want me?" You ask, and Taehyung sighs.

"Head up, little siren." He says. "He's still able to hear you sing, if you want to." He says, and you look at him.

"But how?" You say. "I have no idea where the kingdom, or anything really is. And he won't come see me until its too late." You say.

"Well-" Taehyung says, standing up, and holding out his hand. "-allow me to escort the future princess to her lover."

"How did you find me?" He simply asks, not turning around, as you float closer. "I'm sorry, but I still need time to.. get over-" He starts, but you don't let him finish, instead leaning into his back, your arms around his middle.

"I'm stupid." You say. "I'm really, really stupid." He shakes his head, but you continue. "Just because I didn't realize- doesn't mean that I don't feel anything for you." You say. "I just.. felt unworthy, I guess. Insignificant." You admit, and he turns around, holding your face in his hands.

"You really are not gifted with the mind of the dragons king, my love." He states teasingly, the glimmer in his eyes returning. "My status means nothing to me, if that meant I could not have you." He says, and you lean forward, capturing his lips. "I hope you know what this meant, at least." He teases, and your eyes widen, scared you might've done something wrong. "It means you love me." He says, and you chuckle.

"Good." You say. "Because I do."

Even though he thinks you looked like a goddess reborn in your white and pearl decorated gown from the wedding, he enjoys you without it, close to him, just as much. He's alive, he's feeling, he's in love, as his hands move over your skin, his senses filled with you and nothing else.

The sounds you make for him are sweeter than any siren's song he's ever heard or could ever sing himself. No member of his kind is as enchanting as you, he decides, as he bites and kisses the sensitive skin of your neck. Jimin had teased him relentlessly the entire evening and night by trying to send you sweet words, to which you didn't react- but that didn't mean that it didn't piss him off.

You were his.

His princess- and soon to be queen, one day.

And he's planning on making that very evident, as he marks up your skin with little bites, visible for everyone to see. He wants everyone to know, even though by tomorrow, the entire Kingdom will celebrate the marriage of its prince anyways. He's more than ready to show you off, to hold you close, to have people see the divine being at his side that's you.

It's only natural for his hands to roam your skin, for his lips to worhip every inch it seems, as you reach out for his hand every second it leaves you. It's painfully endearing he thinks, how you can be so innocent and pure, while he's between your legs, performing the sinful act of pleasuring you with his mouth.

You pull him towards you, as you straddle his waist, leaning down to kiss him. He's in god's divine lands he thinks, as he suddenly feels you sinking down on his awaiting length. You fit around him perfectly, more so than he could've ever imagined. And as you both move, he holds you close, happy that here, in his world, he doesn't need to breathe.

He can kiss you as long as he wants.

(c)Bonny-Kookoo. I spilled strawberry milk on my poor laptop while writing this.

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PLS share more stories about family members

ok!!! uh. my dad was out on his own at like 14 dropped out of school so he was always getting into trouble. found an old refrigerator & sailed it like a boat down the river until it sank. at a party, someone bet him $20 he couldn't eat an entire lobster including like, the shell & antenna & eyes, without puking & my dad did & got the money. he has scars on his bicep from punching in a car window to fight a guy (allegedly talking shit abt my aunt) & he's missing a knuckle on one hand because the bone just... wore down to nothing from being tore open so often.

before my parents had my brothers + me, they drove around new england on my dad's motorcycle, pitched a tent in the woods, & slept with the bike inside the tent with them. ma said she slept with a heavy maglite under her pillow in case she needed to club someone. when they got an apartment, they got a pet raccoon named rat, which was obviously illegal to own but the local vet knew abt it & went to their place & gave him a rabies shot & was like "i won't snitch on yall, i just want to know he's taken care of."

maternal grandpa worked at the pentagon running numbers. room where he worked had a sign on the door that said "NO PENCILS, EYES ONLY". same grandpa was also that last milkman in my hometown delivering milk, eggs, & eggnog. his milk truck didn't have a front seat so he stood while he drove. he was also apparently very interested in memorizing the capitals of every country + super intrigued by spontaneous human combustion.

my uncle sunny was known locally as the "bone man" because he cleaned & collected animal bones. it got to be so many that the police got a search warrant because there were rumors he had human remains (he did not).

my nana told me the day my aunt was brought home from the hospital (june, late 60s), it began to snow.

younger brother was born with a hole in his heart + other complications & he had a somewhat experimental procedure performed that only a few thousand other people had done at the time. a doctor was so amazed to meet him, he shook my brother's hand. my parents signed permission for my brother's medical records to be studied at harvard with his name redacted to further aid research in congenital heart conditions

the day i was due to be born was the day of my grandpa & grandma's wedding. they figured i wouldn't actually be born on the due date & held it anyway & what do you know my ma went into labor. my grandpa held me for the first time while wearing his wedding suit

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Ok I have only written you for MGK but I can definitely get into Pete (I wrote you a few minutes ago to tell me if you get too much stuff then i will dial it back 🙈)

So.. Pete is living in a house with his mom and sister in the basement as far as I know. So probably thats not a problem but lets just imagine that at least when somebody is in front if his door you can hear stuff.

And he fucks you or eats you out or something and repeatedly tells you to be quiet but at the same time does everything he can so you cant be quiet? Idk teasing kind meanish in a fun way Pete is something I can definitely imagine

Don’t be ridiculous, it’s never too much. I love having stuff to do.

 I also love this concept.

I might come back to change the ending later but I have to go do something so hmmm tell me if i should or if yall are ok with it.

Okay, so.

You’re on his couch, laid out across it with your head on his lap. One of his hands is lazily stroking your hair and the other is rubbing your thigh. He mentioned recently in an interview that he got in to watching pawn stars so I bet that’s what’s on the tv. Mmh, ripping people off, so sexy.

Your eyes are closed and you’re not really dozing off, just relaxing. You look up at him, completely enamored by his lame scripted reality tv show. Flipping from your side onto your back, you continued to stare up at him, waiting patiently for him to notice you. 

You would’ve thought he’d learnt his lesson after the zoom call.

Eventually he acknowledges your eyes on him, glancing down at you and raising his eyebrows.

“Hello beautiful.” He almost whispers, his former smoothing motions on your hair turning into somewhat of a scratch, the action causing you to close your eyes to enjoy the feeling. You let out a small sigh, tugging on his shirt when his eyes returns to the tv. He looks back to you after the second tug, leaning down to give you a kiss. You have to sit up a bit to accept it, and you gladly do so. He looks back to the tv assuming that’s all you wanted, until he feels another tug on his shirt.

“Another.” you whine, he leans down and place another small kiss to your lips, barely sitting back up before you’re tugging on his shirt again.

“Another.”

“Little DJ Khalid.” He says, leaning down once again, placing multiple kisses on your lips and all over your face. He remains there for a moment, quirking his eyebrow, giving you a moment to provide him with any kisses of your own. After a couple seconds of nothing, he sits back up and watches his show.

You remain like that for a bit, your needs momentarily satiated.  Eventually, the peace is disrupted as Pete gets up to get himself a water from the kitchen. He returns, cold water in hand, and sits back down with your head in his lap. You steal his water, drinking most of it, and he has to get back up to get himself more.

In faux anger, he sits at your feet, keeping his water far away from you.

“I wanna make out.” You say as he places his water on the table

“No, I don’t wanna kiss you. You stole my water.” He jokes, looking over at you giving him grabby hands.

“Fine. Only cause you’re so cute.” He says, sighing in defeat, leaning over, lips outstretched in preparation to give you your kiss. His eyebrows furrow as he’s momentarily halted by your hand.

“Wrong lips.” You smirk. Pete smiles back, pushing your forehead and sitting up to continue watching his show. You let him continue watching his show in peace, taking a nap instead.

Nah, i’m just fuckin joshin, when have you ever done that.

“You’re hot.” You say, staring at him, receiving only a glance in response as he knows exactly what you’re doing 

“Really hot.” You add, Pete humming in response. 

“You know what I love about you?” you didn’t wait for a response “Your tattoos. They’re sexy.” 

His eyes remain glued to the tv, softly rubbing your leg as you continue to compliment him.

“I love the ones on your hands. They turn me on so fucking much.” You continue, sucking one of his fingers into your mouth.

“Baby, I’m trying to watch my show.”

“So watch it.” You shrug.

“I can’t hear when you keep talking.” He says, his eyes remaining on the screen, his hand eventually coming to a stop on your calf. You sigh, taking the hand that you had taken the liberty of sucking each finger, sliding it down your body and placing it where you need him most. 

You assume he’ll continue to ignore you, so you shift your own attention back to the screen, watching as they try to undercut a guy for his boat, when you feel his thumb rubbing against your clit. You look back to him, and to his hand, watching as he slowly plays with your needy pussy, relieving at least some of the tension.

You can’t help the soft moan that floats past your lips as he rubs harsh, small circles around your clit. Pete looks at you when you do, leaning down to whisper in your ear.

“Be quiet.”

You take a small breath, closing your mouth and trying to remain quiet. You do pretty good too, but then he’s pulling your shorts down your legs and fingering you while he rubs your clit and you can’t help the squeaks the sneak past your lips.

“Shh.” he hushes

“Please, I need you.” You whimper, he shoots you a look that seems to be a warning glare, but leans down so his head is between your legs and licks and sucks at your clit. Obviously it felt good, his tongue and his fingers working you so well, so deep, so fucking good. Before you even really process what you’re doing you’re moaning out to tell him how good he’s doing, how hot he is, how you love his tongue, how you’re

“So fucking close, baby! Fuck, don’t stop.” You whine, you can feel your orgasm slowly approaching as you grip hard onto the couch, your hips jutting up in hopes you can somehow get his tongue flatter against your clit. 

He pulls away just before you can get your release, sitting up straight and working to pull his own pants down, boner evident even through the material of his joggers. 

“Oh my god, yes, fuck me.” You say, spreading your legs in anticipation for him.

“Are you gonna shut the fuck up?” He asks, eyebrow raised angrily.

You stare up at him, caught in the enigma of whether to answer with yes or not answer at all.

“Good.” he says, giving himself a few languid strokes before slipping himself inside, a groan falling past his lips as he feels your wet warmth wrap around his sensitive prick.

“Be quiet.” You retort, catching a glare.

“Haha, very funny.” he says, his hand coming up to wrap around your throat, his hips pounding away at your own.

Seeing as you’d already had your orgasm denied you can feel yourself unraveling around him within minutes, Pete following close behind. It’s safe to say that neither of you managed to be that quiet, and as you were laying there ontop of each other there was a knock at the door that obviously meant,

“Shut up, i’m trying to watch tv.”