#but if my details on that are wrong feel free to lmk and i will happily edit it lol

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Pas de Deux | KR7 x Reader

pairing . . . young!kimi raikkonen x ballerina!reader

summary . . . When Kimi falls in love with a ballerina, he's invited into a dance of two (or, a pas de deux)

request . . . kind of?

word count . . . N/A

warnings . . . minimal swearing! story is set in 2024 with the current 2024 grid but kimi pics are from the 2000s!! there wont be a lot of f1 comments so you can feel free to imagine whatever team kimi is in! kimi is like in his early 20s so the reader is 20-24! lets just pretend he was born sometime between 1999 and 2003

faceclaim . . . random ballerinas from pin!

alexavia yaps . . . I LOVE PAS DE DEUX ITS MY FAV CLQSSIC SONG AHHHHHH anyway i hope you guys like thsi!!!!!! i legit dk anything about ballet so IM SO SORRY IF ANYTHING IS WRONG!!

taglist . . . @barcapix (lmk if you want to join the taglist!)

ballerinayn

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ballerinayn loved dancing in monte carlo to my favourite song today! well done to all the other ballerinas and see you in a few weeks! thanks to my amazing friend maxverstappen1 for attending!

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username doesnt kimi live in switzerland??

username yeah idk why hes in the likes

maxverstappen1 great performance y/n! you did so well!

ballerinayn tysm maxie!!

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kimiraikkonen Beautiful.

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username KIMIS COMMENT???

balletdemontecarlo

liked by ballerinayn, yourbsf, ballerina1 and 1.3M others

balletdemontecarlo could you spot the famous ballerinayn in today's pas de deux? 👀

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ballerinayn thank you for letting me perform on this amazing stage! such a great honour!

balletdemontecarlo it was our pleasure to see you perform!

yourbsf that's my best friend right there guys 🥹

ballerinayn i saw you in the crowd and almost broke character from happiness ❤

ballerina1 our swan queen 🦢

ballerinayn you did amazing out there!!

username who else cried when y/n was spun around by that guy??

username this was so emotional you guys

username SO PROUD OF MOTHERR

maxverstappen1 good job y/n!

ballerinayn aww thank you max <33

kimiraikkonen Loved the show. Come to watch a grand prix?

ballerinayn omg kimi!! im such a big fan 🥹🥹 so glad you loved the show!! and ofc ill come to a gp ❤ just contact my team with the details!

kimiraikkonen VIP tickets will be sent shortly after.

username KIMI?? I WAS NOT AWARE OF THIS RIZZ

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username no bc i fell to my knees watching this at home

username how to see mother y/n perform for free??

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ballerinayn

liked by kimiraikkonen, yourbsf, f1wags and 891k others

ballerinayn thank you kimi for inviting me to the monaco grand prix!! really enjoyed it <3 and congrats on the podium! tagged: kimiraikkonen

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kimiraikkonen Glad you enjoyed!

ballerinayn <3

username KIMI SHOWING EMOTIONS?? THE EXCLAMATION MAKR??? THE HEART?? IM DEAD

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username HEARD

charlesleclerc so no congrats for me on the win?

ballerinayn SORRY CHARLIE I FORGOT

charlesleclerc betryal of the century right here

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kimiraikkonen

liked by ballerinayn, yourbsf, charlesleclerc and 2.3M others

kimiraikkonen Monaco.

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username we need the gossip pages to track them down

f1waggossip on it 🫡

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yourbsf 👀

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username "thank you yourbsf" we say in unison

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username its the latter but i wish it was the former

ballerinayn

liked by yourbsf, maxverstappen1, kimiraikkonen and 822k others

ballerinayn rainy days around monaco with him>>>>>

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username WHOMST

username y/n pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee tell us who it is

username THE SWANS?? THE ARCHITECTURE?? THE STAR???

username reason of death: bitch ass y/n l/n and her sneaky ahh soft launches

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maxverstappen1 where was my invite?? lost in the mail??

ballerinayn maxie waxie axie you told me specifically "y/n if you ever invite to third wheel ill chop your arms off and use them as a table stand" so i think you didnt want to come <3

maxverstappen1 i-thats on me

ballerinayn it is it is

username oh so shes rich RICH 🤑🤑🤑 mommy y/n i need a sugar mommy 🥺

ballerinayn sorry that position is taken by pretty boy xx

username Y/N 😡

yourbsf 👀👀👀

ballerinayn what are you eye fucking

yourbsf you

yourbsf and charles

charlesleclerc ?????

username mother y/n feed us some soft launch crumbs

username QUEEN MOTHER MS SWAN Y/N COOKED THIS POST UP ONG ONG 🙏🔥

username if kimi posts like a similar typa thing theyre together

username im a f1 fan who came for the dating rumors but i mightve actually fell in love with y/n like imma full on start watching ballet for her

f1wagsss_

liked by waggossip, kimifanpage1, ynnlove82 and 391k others

f1wagsss_ f1 driver kimi raikkonen and ballerina y/n l/n reportedly seen together yesterday. do you think it really is them or is this from a fake source?

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username REAL REAL REAL REAL I WANT IT TO BE REAL PLS BE REAL I BEG FOR IT TO BE REAL

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username this must be photoshopped bc wtf how do they even know each other??

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username i ❤ you for saying this

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username WHEN WILL THEY CONFIRM

username STOP playing with usss

username i don't need any more pics i know what's going on

username i'm so delusional to think that this is real <3

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wags.international

liked by waggossip, f1wagsss_, teaa.f1 and 791k others

wags.international its official! f1 driver kimi raikkonen and ballerina y/n l/n were spotted on their date night in spain! will they deny or confirm their relationship? only time will tell....

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username why is the caption so mysterious 💀

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username PIERRE AND YOUR/BSF/NAME IN THE LIKES???? HELP ME

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username so the hate is deserved?

username VERY deserved

username i see a repeat of 2022 i am going to rage so hard that i become a lawyer and sue them

username the history with gossip page is INSANEEEE

kimiraikkonen

liked by ballerinayn, yourbsf, maxverstappen1 and 3.4M others

kimiraikkonen The girlfriend. Rakastan sinua yli kaiken, kulta ❤ (I love you more than anything, darling) tagged: ballerinayn

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username LMFAOOOO THE CAPTION IS SO KIMI CODED

username SOFT KIMI SOFT KIMI SOFT KIMI I AM SHAKING

ballerinayn love you too <33 mwah mwah

kimiraikkonen 🥰

maxverstappen only y/n can do that to the iceman

ballerinayn what can i say i am a woman of many abilities

maxverstappen1 ew thats disguisting i didnt need to know that

charlesleclerc she meant NORMAL abilities you dirty thinking slug

ballerinayn lestappen forever this comment has been deleted

maxverstappen1 Y/N?!?!??!?! I SAW THAT

ballerinayn mb?

yourbsf take care of my best friend yeah?

kimiraikkonen I'd rather die than not do so.

ballerinayn IM CRYING I LOVE YOU BOTH SO SO SO MUCH

kimiraikkonen Honey please don't cry.

ballerinayn KIMI OMGGG SHHSHSHSHSHHS

username y/n having a meltdown over kimi like girl me too

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yourbsf

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yourbsf my best friend and her love sick boyfriend tagged: ballerinayn, kimiraikkonen

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yourfriend1 HELP not y/n getting a professienal pic and kimi's being whatever

yourbsf y/n would pose for me for hours and kimi literally ignores me until y/n tells him to notice me. he also rarely smiles around me i had to capture the moment quickly

yourfriend1 explains the shaky picture

username we need more kimiyn content from your/bsf/name

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ballerinayn wow i look so good and kimi looks so pretty omg

yourbsf ofc you do youre not mother y/n for no reason

maxverstappen1 can you send that pic of kimi?

kimiraikkonen Max.

maxverstappen1 nevermind

maxverstappen1 WHY DOESNT yourbsf GET A DEATH GLARE AND I DO??

ballerinayn sorry max i love her and kimi loves who i love xoxo

maxverstappen1 are you saying you dont love me?

ballerinayn oops sorry?

maxverstappen1 you better be sorry

yourbsf now now kids settle down

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username parasocial relationship

ballerinayn

liked by yourbsf, kimiraikkonen, maxverstappen1 and 581k others

ballerinayn words could never describe how much I love you. you light up my life in a way nothing else can. every moment with you feels like home, mon ange. forever wouldn’t be enough to express what you mean to me, pretty boy. ❤️ tagged: kimiraikkonen

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maxverstappen1 love you guys even tho i hate third wheeling

ballerinayn thanks maxie <3

charlesleclerc you two are very cute

ballerinayn so are you and alex!!

yourbsf as much as i hated you being taken away from me by a guy, kimi was the right one. i approve of him <3

ballerinayn ilysm <333

ballerina1 if he can do ballet invite for a pas de deux 👀

ballerinayn oh trust me i already taught him everything

kimiraikkonen And nothing ever will ever desrcibe by love for you

ballerinayn i love you so much

kimiraikkonen I love you more. Even more than my drink

ballerinayn <33

kimiraikkonen You're the love of my life, never forget that.

[krystella-shifts]

All things˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌟₊˚ʚ 🌸 ₊˚ Visualisation˚˖𓍢ִ໋₊˚ʚ₊˚

Visualisation whether you're using it for shifting , manifesting, or to distract yourself while inducing the void state. It doesn't matter if you're manifesting LOVE, MONEY, FAME. or wtv This post will help ya

This will make visualisation much more effortless and fun instead of stressful and forceful

Struggling with visualisation? Here's why:

If you're the perfectionist type of person, you're probably overthinking it, trying to make it perfect, "this exactly greenish-blue curtain with white flowers pattern is spread 57% beside my window", visualising EVERY detail, like your subconscious will get it wrong if you don't or something. is someone holding a gun to your head 😭 like calm down, You're supposed to relax, let yourself, your mind freely play around with it! YOUR MIND KNOWS EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANT. Trust yourself.

When you let your mind be free, let it play around you might even get ideas and clarity! For example, like when I let my mind wander I got a better idea of how I want one of my DR bedroom to be, i didn't thought about curtains and plants but my mind suddenly showed my the image and it was SO PERFECT AJAJSH like yes bish that's exactly what I want! So I got this idea because I wasn't forcing anything, any picture. So your mind knows even better.

⟡☾How to make your visualization better☽⟡

So, you’re trying to visualize your dream life, but the image keeps going blurry like a bad WiFi connection? Don’t worry, bestie I got you. 😔💅🏻 Here’s how to level up your visualization game so your manifestations hit different.

• Details?

It's definitely better to visualise in details like for shifting, the colour of the walls, the feel of the sheets. and for manifesting, if you're manifesting df let's say, visualising looking in the mirror, your lips shape, etc. But you don't have to cuz there's no right or wrong way. You should do what works for you the best. Don't put pressure on yourself.

If someone has trouble seeing the image with details, it's okay to not worry about the details, you can use other senses, like how it feels, smells. That brings me to our next pointtt

• Engage all your senses (Because Your Brain is Dramatic Like That)

If you can’t see the image clearly, FEEL it, get THE FEELS. Hear it. Smell it. Taste it (only if applicable, pls🫢😭).

Don’t just see it—feel the emotions, hear the sounds, smell the scents, and touch the textures, that it feels SUPER real.

Example: If manifesting money, imagine holding crisp bills, hearing them rustle, and feeling the excitement. (I can smell it rn 😤💸 all this bread so yummy yeah)

• Can't hold the image?

use motion not just still images. (cuz I wanna see it in 3d, in motion), It used to happen to me too, i picture something and it start to fade or get blurry. But in that case i realised it's easier to hold it if it's a moving scene, like a scenario. Instead of holding a still image, visualise a small scene. Static images fade, but movement keeps them alive. Movement makes it real. ✨

• Embody the Feeling NOW

Don’t just think about it—feel like it’s already yours. (Spoiler alert: it is). 🥚🥚ample, If u r manifesting confidence, being a pretty little risky baddie, visualize yourself walking tall, speaking smoothly, and radiating certainty. 🤌🏻✨

• Repeat & Reinforce

Wonder why sats work so well? Visualization is most effective when done consistently. Try visualizing for a few minutes every morning or before bed when your mind is most receptive. so like my girl says it, DON'T STOP AND JUST REPLAY, REPLAY-AY - iykyk,iyk,lmk cuz Lee know >:)

I feel i ATE with this one. I hope this helps you pookie!!~ (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ lmk and remember ALL THE GIRLS ARE GIRLING GIRLING (the amount of kpop refrences in this post MUHAHAH) if you get all the references ily

[hatsbuckets]

Howdy! This is the start of the choose your own adventure series!

This will be a CYOA series, 141 xReader. Readers will vote on the choices made at the end of each part.

CYOA MASTERLIST

The goal is to update bi-weekly (but that may vary). So published part, one week for voting, next part gets published ASAP. I will likely have most parts pre-written before the voting period ends, just so that we don't wait any longer than that for the next part. This series will run as long as needed until the end of our story. This will run through, no longer than, the end of July/August. (School starts and I will be too busy.) (So about a 2-3 months long runtime)

If you have any questions or comments, feel free to send in the replies or my inbox! Or if you wanna be added to the taglist lmk.

Alrighty then

First vote, because you even get to pick this! (After this we'll pick some details about Reader, a la their job, role, etc.)

Going to make this one 3 days, just because we might have to work out additional details so

I'll LINK THE NEXT PART HERE! and update the post.

Mil Action: You’re embedded with 141—intel specialist, medic, tech support, etc. (we'll vote)—and everything goes to hell. High stakes, shootouts, betrayals, tactical flirting. (most developed idea right now.)

Dating Sim: You just got stationed at a base with four very different men. Will you fall for the soft one, the grumpy one, the flirt, or the mystery man? A combo? Or all four? Flirting, jealousy, some action, drama.

Fantasy AU: (least developed idea ngl, i've never played dnd more than two sessions this would be diff for me.) You’re a healer/mage/thief/royalty/etc. and end up on a quest with a band of dangerous but hot mercs. 141 but make it swords, magic, and dragons.

Apocalyptic: Zombies, radiation, or just societal collapse and the 141 is your team of survivors, and you have to make choices to keep everyone (yourself included) alive.

Supernatural: Ghost isn’t just a name, he might actually be a ghost. Or a demon. Or a cursed soldier. You’re on a team hunting monsters, and maybe you’re not quite normal either. idk

Time Loop: You keep waking up to the same mission. Something’s wrong. Can you trust the team? Can you escape? (this idea came to me in a nap dream a day ago.)

Regency: You’re a noble, knight, or spy drawn into a tangle of court politics and secret passions. Ghost is a disgraced general. Soap is too charming. Price knows more than he says. (Dating Sim but Regency/loyalty)

Sci-fi: You’re on a crew exploring deep space, caught between military conflict and alien threats. Ghost is the brooding pilot (KIDDING, it's Nik, or not, give G some credit). Price is the commander. Soap’s got cybernetics. Gaz is the weapons expert. (again lowkey dating sim but way more intense/actiony)

Mafia/Crime: You’re caught in a web of crime and power. One of the 141 is the boss, others are his enforcers. and/or One last job. You’re the planner or the wildcard they didn’t mean to recruit. Can you pull off the score and keep your heart intact?

[deifyruby]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤbeware for spoilers for wemmbu's

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ<how i saved a hardcore minecraft smp>

minute: listen, i don't know where you're gonna go next, but it's important to be careful how much you're gonna explore out there. you don't wanna end up being the villain of your own story.

a yap. spoilers below. really tiny spoilers tbh. but spoilers nonetheless.

AM I CRAZY IF I CONNECT THAT WARNING TO MR SPOKE "DESCENDING INTO MADNESS" ISHERE. i recently took a break from uu, so i haven't watched the latest spoke uu eps yet. i also mention s1, but i may have forgotten some details so like bare with me, feel free to lmk if i got something wrong. ◉⁠‿⁠◉ i am just really insane about dadtech babysittertech or whatever, i have an urge to get this out of my system.

minute was there when ash 'foretold' that spoke would end up just like him. creating his own little mafia, getting drunk on the high of that power. ash saw the seeds were planted in spoke's time as 'fish bucket', and carefully nurtured them. he fed into it, even if at the time he didn't know it was spoke. at the time, i think minute and mapicc reassured spoke. but i had an inkling that, at least mapicc, —who was besides 'fish bucket' and had to rein him in whenever he saw fish bucket about to go off the deep end— was unsure about where spoke's own morals would lead him down the line now that the 'greater threat' was gone.

mapicc has been relying on minute from the moment they met. minute quickly became a reliable pillar whom devious could rely on whenever they found themselves in trouble. one of the biggest moments where mapicc's trust in minute is shown to us, is around the end of the big war against the mafia. spoke flew down into the void to break all the mafia's stasis chambers, and he planned to die with his goal. when mapicc found out, he instantly became distressed and lost his cool, began panicking and discarded the plan in favor of saving spoke. and the one person who came to their rescue (although belatedly), and the only person that mapicc had contacted for help— minutetech. mapicc trusts minute, and he came to him first when his best friend's life was in danger.

all that to say that it is not unreasonable to think that mapicc could have told minute about his observations and concerns, and minute being the smart cookie he is, he could absolutely have figured out the weird behavior spoke has been exhibiting, even if he doesn't know the details of it. as far as we know, minute and spoke haven't come in contact in s2, so here's the part where i am just blindly throwing darts and hoping it hits.

minute and spoke haven't come in contact in s2, but you know who has? planet and mapicc. more specifically, mapicc who has been relying on minute. mapicc isn't stupid, he must have noticed something off about spoke when they were in redd and jaron's base. spoke tried to hide any actions that he could be judged for, and even lied about the reason he was camping that base. of course, we don't know mapicc's pov, so it's hard to really ascertain whether he actually figured out spoke's lies during their time together.

but for the sake of this train of thought, let's say he did. at this point, i'd think mapicc would try to intervene, but there are so many questions yet to be answered. so much context and pretext missing that i can't say, with absolute certainty whether he hasn't intervened because of external forces, or by spoke's own efforts. there has to be a reason spoke is doing what he is doing, there has to be a reason he is alone, and there must be something that mapicc is doing behind the scenes. i mean, that's his best friend! i find it hard to believe that after bonding over near death experiences, a whole war, the self sacrificial plan, he would just let spoke be by his lonesome, as he obviously puts his life on the line infiltrating, living in the bases of people who would a hundred percent kill him if spoke slipped up and was found. especially because devious clearly weren't on 'bad' terms, mapicc would want to help spoke. and he did! enthusiastically so, during the redd & jaron base infiltration. yet, mapicc disappeared once again after the episode ended. 🤨

so what does minute know? does he even know anything? it sounds like minute has been holed up in the end, protecting it against the babblu & fants team (omg color crew ><). but mapicc could have gone to the end explicitly to find minute. so if he did, everything minute Could know, is everything mapicc knows. which is. enough to raise concerns, given you know. that they were both there when ash gave his ominous warning lol.

saying that minute's warning to wemmbu is influenced by him learning about spoke while being unable to help out because of his duties to keep the end safe from ill intentioned people, Could be a stretch. but it Would be, a really cool nudge given that spoke and wemmbu are both mcs. and not to mention, not a lot of side characters show up in more than one pov. :) i assume it's because of timezone reasons + they ask people they're closer with to record so inevitably, close friends will end up appearing in their friend's pov more, but that also means that there is a purpose to these characters that usually stay within one mc's orbit, to suddenly appear in another's.

anyway anywya anyway holy yap holy yap holy yap I LOVE DADTECH.

[prncssie]

STRAWBERRY MERINGUE

caution! mdni 6k wrdz, hobie smokes weed, you’re drunk n contact high, you get it blown in your face, exhibitionism, kinda voyeurism, use of the word nigga, use of the word pussy and cunt, public sex, fingering f. receiving, oral m. receiving, sharing of cum, degradation barely ( use of the word bitch and slut once), choking but not really, brat taming if you squint, unprotected sex, pull out method, lmk if i missed anything! pls do not spam like my blog if you enjoyed it, feel free to tell me in the reblogs

hobie takes a long drawl of the blunt between his lips. his eyes are half lidded and his head is tilted back. in the dim lighting, you can barely tell his scleras are red but they are, pupils low and moving slow across the scenery.

he’s careful, knowing that you hate the smell. he doesn’t get it, though. you grumble every time he sparks up, claiming the smell reminds you of body odor, until you’re intoxicated yourself.

tonight, you’re indulging a bit, drunk off mixed liquors so you don’t mind. it’s the last thing you’re thinking about when he sits up and slots his mouth over yours. he blows the smoke into you, ending with a sloppy kiss.

you don’t smoke, or at least that’s what you claim. in a way, you don’t, never actually putting the paper to your lips. you just steal whatever hobie gives you because in your pretty, little head, it’s somehow better.

your body feels heavy. you’re so crossed, not thinking about how you’re tonguing hobie down in front of his friends. they’re not paying you much attention, either. this isn’t surprising, not with the explicit details hobie sometimes shares. it happens every party anyway. as long as you are both intoxicated, you’re unable to keep your hands off each other.

you mewl when he adjusts you in his lap, one hand on your back to draw you forward. your eyes flutter and your hands run over the navy blue mesh of his top. his tongue piercing is warm and bumping against the roof of your mouth.

you’re straddling his lap, standing out in the group of punks with your sparkly pink tank top and denim miniskirt. underneath you, hobie is your opposite in low waisted jeans, distressed and dark. his chains are layered and occasionally clink against each other when he moves.

you’re so in love with him and his little v line, peeking through the sliver of skin visible. you’re too greedy, grinding against his studded belt. the rhinestones don’t bump and graze your sensitive parts enough.

“mm mm,” he hums against your lips. “not here.” he kisses your cheek and creates just a bit of space between you in an attempt to keep you settled. his heart swells at the adorable disappointment in your eyes but he knows better than to comment on it. you like to villainize whatever you can to get your way and he doesn’t want to deal with you the way he usually does right here with everyone’s somewhat watchful eyes.

you sulk when he grins. he only tunes you out and takes another huff of the rolled blunt. “you jealous?” he chuckles at the expression riri, one of his bandmates, sports.

her face is contorted in disgust, being the unfortunate one to catch you two at the wrong time. “no, you’re just gross. i’ve never seen a couple so all over each other than you.”

hobie merely raises his shoulders in a halfhearted shrug. “i told you she was coming. you knew what that meant.” he exhales the smoke in your face again, mockingly sneering at his friend when you welcome it.

you barely hear their conversation between the insatiable throbbing in your core and the need to get inside hobie’s skin. you cling on to him and rest your head in the crook of his neck. he rubs your side while you mindlessly litter dark purple hickies along his collar. his hands come up to graze your arm.

it’s his party, or rather, their party. in celebration, his band decided to have a small get together to celebrate the release of their mixtape. it was supposed to be small. now it’s turned into a house party with the amount of plus ones in attendance.

the music causes a buzz in your bloodstream. you’re delirious and horny out of your mind. somewhere down the line, you made the conscious decision to down a hefty amount of casamigos and now you’re dealing with the consequences. “ ‘bie,” you snivel. you take his hand and guide it in between your bodies until his fingers are over the growing and slightly damp spot over your panties. you pant when he applies pressure, swiping aimlessly back and forth.

the dull ache in your stomach is heightened because of his toying. your drunken mind has you trying to push down on him, only for him to remove his hand with a click of his tongue. “i told you not here. gonna have to wait, pretty girl.”

hobie can’t tell if he’s seeing things when your lips tremble. he squints, both trying to examine the details through the haze and deter you from throwing a tantrum. you’re already halfway there, assuming he doesn’t care about what you want. you’re just about to give him a piece of your mind when you’re interrupted, timed perfectly.

“hey hobes?”

both your heads turn, spotting another band member stood to the side.

karl looks untroubled as he crashes somewhere on the couch. he hums as he gets comfortable, eyes scanning the crowd with a mischievous smile. “won’t believe what i gotta tell you.

“yeah?” hobie dangles one long arm off the back of the couch. he rests his head on his shoulder. the action both distracts and reminds you of your mission to decorate him in love bites.

you’re unaware of how karl turns, nodding his head in your direction. “some fucker wants to get to know your girl. saw us walking around and thought we were cool, thinks I can make something happen.”

you remain unaware still. the words don’t click in your head, no matter that hobie is speaking right here with you in his lap.

“oh?” he laughs a bit at the thought. it doesn’t bother him and happens more frequently than one would think. he’s gotten used to their gross antics but he doesn’t feel jealous. no, he’s pleased. pleased that someone else can recognize that he’s got the best girl. “hear that, princess? got a second boyfriend.” his eyes are downcast and on you.

you’re too dazed and busy to listen, covering every part of his skin until there is no space left. “don’t care,” you murmur. you’re not sure what you’re uncaring towards but it doesn’t matter. not when there are more important tasks to deal with.

hobie pulls you up by the neckline. he’s not shocked when you’re already glaring at him, convinced that, at this point, he’s torturing you. “you should. it’s rude to not speak to someone, you know.”

you feel so incredibly petulant beyond words. you blow a short breath through your nose. it takes you a second to find it, find your tone and patience. unfortunately, you can’t. “huh?” you snap.

fortunately, hobie doesn’t care. “you got a valentine or whatever the fuck. should go to talk to him.”

you know it’s not really a request.

it’s a game you both play, showing off your relationship to anyone who’ll see. as much as you hate being ripped away from him at times like this, you enjoy the game, too. it usually ends all hot and heavy, just how you like it.

before you’re standing he holds up a finger to karl, motioning the man to wait. hobie brings the blunt to his lip and immediately shotguns it into yours. he’s nasty about it, a hand groping your ass and rolling your hips down into his.

“jesus christ,” karl mutters. his face is scrunched up and even if the dark lighting, you can tell his cheeks are firetruck red.

yeah, showing off your relationship to anyone who’ll see.

you grin, patting karl’s shoulder as you stand. admittedly, you stumble a bit. your balance is all fucked up and you probably aren’t making the best decisions. “this will be you one day, bud.”

karl takes your hand in his. he can already tell you won’t be able to make it across the room without aid. you probably haven’t stood up since you sat down, too busy damn near dry humping hobie. “gee, i can only hope.”

hobie sighs, a deep rumble spreads in his chest. “not a scratch, karl.” he takes his eyes over you from head to toe, as slow as he can afford. they starting at your heels, up to the buns on either side of your head.

“we’re gonna go pimp her out, not to war.” the other rolls his eyes, trading his hand in yours to your elbow, both for more support and because he doesn’t know where you put it.

you both begin your trek around the quite spacious living room. you don’t know where you’re going and occasionally, you’re tripping over yourself. it’s not all that bad. most of the fault is because you decided to wear heels and even though they were thick and blocky, it didn’t do much in your current state.

your ankle wobbles and karl has to yank you upright. he doesn’t know how you haven’t injured yourself by now. maybe you are going to war, but with yourself. “what the hell? how much did you drink?”

you giggle with a shake of your head. “didn’t count. it’s fine! ‘m not blacked, just tipsy, maybe. oh and a little high.” you’re really not that far under the influence, you think. most of the influence is pure lust and when it’s subtracted from the occasion, you’re all bubbly.

karl looks over your shoulder. his attention is behind you and you see him wave someone over. “yeah well, try not to bust your ass. i’m calling that guy over now. his name is fuckin’ max or something like that.”

you completely forgot that’s what you came over for. it’s only been a few steps but between your bumbling and laughter, it slipped your mind. “oh. are you gonna stick around?”

“hell no,” karl sucks in his breath. his face twists and he points in pinky at hobie. “i don’t wanna be here when he gets up. you two are bad enough when you’re calm.”

sure enough, he’s still watching with a clear view from the couch in the corner. he lifts his fingers and wiggles them in a wave. you lick your lips at the sight of his hands. your pussy throbs at the thought of them pushing deep inside you.

“yeah, i’m out.” karl waves his hand in front of your face to get your attention. “i’ll be around if you need me. just call, i’ll hear you.” he doesn’t want to experience what you freaks are about to get into but he also doesn’t want to leave you here, faded with a man you don’t know.

he waits until the trade off happens and you’re left semi alone. you’re not exactly shy but nothing comes to mind. you’re uninterested, having already committing yourself to another. “max?”

“mark,” he says. he doesn’t look like anything interesting. sagging his jeans and wearing an ill fitting shirt. definitely not your type. if you lost him in a crowd, he’d disappear. his first mistake would be losing you in the first place.

however, if you want to be tossed onto the nearest surface, you have to push through it. “oh my gosh, i’m so sorry!” you flash a smile. you rock back on your feet, only to trip over yourself. without karl holding you up, you find yourself grasping for balance. an honest giggle leaves your lips at your clumsiness but it’s mistaken for delight.

mark’s hands grab at your waist and your first thought is how they don’t compare. they’re much smaller and he definitely isn’t handling you with care. you have to remind yourself not to frown when you’re jostled back onto your feet. “havin’ a lot of fun tonight? your nigga didn’t stop you?”

you can’t stop looking at his hand still holding on to you. if you weren’t turned off by his appearance, you are now with his lack of awareness. you make an excuse to bump his hand off when you “adjust” the top of your shirt. “who, karl? karl and i are not . . . definitely not.”

in mark’s head, this means you don’t have one. even if you did, there’s much doubt he’d care. “so what? you don’t have one then. you want one?”

“um . . .” you flick your eyes over to hobie. you know he’s still watching and knows it’s a universal sign that you can’t take anymore of this. “i do have one. just not him so . . .” you gather your hands together and curl them into each other.

“you can’t have friends? we don’t gotta do nothin’, just chill.” he speaks with his hands. they’re waving all in the air and smacking against each other. typically it wouldn’t annoy you but you really just don’t like this guy. “i mean, you don’t gotta tell him. he ain’t gonna go shit, anyway.”

you scoff to yourself. before you have a chance to defend your lanky little stick bug, a familiar presence subtly appears at your side.

you turn to him before he’s even looking at you.

his hand is on your cheek, gingerly. hobie isn’t glaring, nor is he smug but there’s something about him. as if he knows something mark doesn’t. and he does. he knows mark doesn’t stand a chance, knows he’s going to be upset someone like hobie has you wrapped around his finger. he knows he’s not going like the way he dresses and talks. he’s going to go off to his friends and call hobie a bitch and whatever other caveman words he can think of.

that’s exactly why he doesn’t stand a chance.

“made a new friend?” hobie finally looks at you. his gaze softens immediately and he moves forward to kiss your lips.

“something like that.” you sigh sweetly. even with your shoes, you don’t compare to his height. you have to pull yourself up. your aim is to deepen the kiss, biting his bottom lip when he doesn’t oblige.

hobie only pats your butt and you pout. “thanks for comin’, man. we really appreciate it.” he doesn’t offer any sign of respect. it won’t be returned. call him mean, say he’s stereotyping, but he has enough experience to know when someone will appreciate his presence and when someone won’t.

mark grimaces. he gives hobie a once over, obviously not happy with what he’s seeing. “this is your thing? shit. if i knew that, i wouldn’t have came.”

you feel something vile bubbling up in your throat. your stomach churns at his words. how dare he? he looks like every other person in the room, in this place that hobie pays for, and insults him like he’s worth something.

“well, it’s a good thing i told you then, huh? leave if you want to. have a good night.” hobie speaks before you do. he wraps his arm around your shoulder and slots his hand over your mouth. knowing your temper, he doesn’t need you making anything worse.

you both watch him stalk off in two different moods. hobie is just as calm as ever. he lets his aggression roll of his back like nothing. meanwhile, you’re grumbling about what a terrible person he is, how you don’t like him and anything you stands for.

“dumb bitch. that’s why you’re weird and bitchless.” you’re more upset he ruined the way things are supposed to go. hobie is supposed to take you in his arms and fluster both you and the third person. instead, you end up grumpy.

hobie chuckles. he massages your shoulder, adoringly watching you go on and on about how he sucks. “yeah? what’d he say to you?”

the thought alone has you groaning and going on another spiel. “he asked if you let me ‘have friends’ and ‘i don’t have to tell you’.” you crinkle your nose. as if you’d ever cheat and lie about it, or lie about anything at all. there’s no secrets in between you two and if there is any ever hesitation, it comes out eventually when the other person is ready. you can’t imagine keeping anything from him with ill intent. “you should have clocked him in the jaw,” you pivot and face him. you’re extra careful not to do it too fast and wrap your arms around his thin waist.

“while you’re standing right here? not gonna do that.” he hooks his hands under your arms and lifts you onto his waist. “you get hurt and i’ll blow this whole place up.”

with your little skirt, half your ass is out. you squeal, a hand going down to maintain as much modesty as you can. hobie is no help. he doesn’t care. his freak ass wants someone to see. getting rid of one person doesn’t mean everyone else’s eyes are no longer wandering.

he takes you back over to your original resting spot without struggle despite your wiggling and complaining that he isn’t doing anything to help you. he plops back down back, smirking when you’re bouncing from the impact. your hands fly to his shoulders to steady yourself.

“you’re done smoking?” you look around the group and don’t see a blunt in sight. it’s surprising from them, considering they always pass around multiple in rotation every night. you were only gone for a few minutes.

“i am. they’re not.” hobie pulls the strap of your top up. it’s fallen and despite the view of your tits he got, he didn’t particularly want everyone else to see them. not yet, at least.

he runs his hands along the tops of your thighs, straddling him. his thumb dips dangerously on the inner and dig into your bikini line when they run high.

you draw a breath, zeroing in on the action. “oh. why?” you can’t hear him when the need comes crashing back, just as strongly as it did before. you were under the impression this wouldn’t be happening and had no idea he planned on doing it here.

hobie likes you like this. he can never really describe it but you melt so easily. one touch, one graze of his fingertips and you’re all soft. it’s nice you can keep up with his libido but it’s even better when he can keep up with yours. “ ‘cause i don’t want to. why do you think?”

you don’t know what to think right now. not when his thumb grazes over your clit so slowly. it’s always you who’s so worked up while he’s so lax.

you rut against him, lip tucked under your teeth. you don’t know where to put your hands without making it obvious. he’s occupying the space in your lap and you wouldn’t dare clench the front of his shirt.

you settle for behind you, resting on your calves. in hindsight, it has the opposite effect but you’re all dizzy. you pant when he rolls the bud under his pads of his finger. you’re simultaneously regretting and rejoicing in the fact that you decided to wear a thong for the outfit. it’s thin and does nothing to dull the feeling.

a hand reaches into your peripheral. you can see the rolled smoke in between it’s fingers but you can’t be bothered to look over and see who it belongs to.

“thanks,” hobie acknowledges it. he leans into it to take his puff and tilts his head back. the remnants are released in the air rather than your face. the smell mixes with his cologne, musky and woodsy. you wouldn’t like it any other time but now. now, any part of him makes your pussy wet.

“thought you weren’t smoking,” you tilt your hips up and further into his hand.

he lets you, wanting you to become as unnerved as possible. “i wasn’t, then. i am, now.” his attention flicks down to your crotch. hobie wishes the lighting is a little better. he can’t see anything like this. sure, he can see his actions but he can’t see the effect it has on you. he can feel the damp spot when his fingers drift too far down and push into you as far as your underwear will allow.

you squirm, tempted to tug it to the side yourself. you can’t breathe under the pressure of need. how much longer is he going to delay this?

“stop movin’,” he squeezes your hip. “i let you act like act like a bitch in heat for a second but now you’re gettin’ greedy.” he doesn’t usually speak to you like this but when he does, it has you gushing. you keen while your head hangs low.

you clench your hands into fists and screw your eyes shut. “sorry.” you say while giving him your best attempt to sit still.

“and look at me. i’m playing with your cute little pussy. the least you can do is look at me.”

you shake your head in refusal but make eye contact with him, anyway. you’re shy, not because he’s toying with you, but because he’s toying with you in front of his friends, in front of everyone here.

“there you go,” he quietly praises you just under his breath, “there she is.” hobie nudges his way against you, nose poking at your neck. “it’s too bad i can’t suck on it till you’re creaming.”

you jump, your shoulder meeting your ear. it’s unintentional, following the way his breath tickles your skin. “don’t say that,” your voice is all watery.

he pulls the your baby blue panties to the side and sucks his teeth. his eyes are rolling at your words. “don’t say that? i have my fingers deep inside you and you’re telling me not to say that?”

“you don’t – ”

your body falls forward when it happens, when hobie plunges in his fingers without warning. your mouth drops open, knees digging into his side when your legs attempt to close. “ohh,” it leaves your mouth long and drawn out. the sudden stretch of his pointer and middle finger makes your body curl.

“someone just sold me these shrooms.”

you hear the crinkle of a bag somewhere nearby and the sound only gets louder. you can assume it’s being passed around but your blood is pumping in your ears. you breathe heavily, mindlessly sinking your teeth into his shoulder.

“i’d let you hold ‘em, hobes, but . . .”

his body shakes underneath you when he laughs lightly. his fingers don’t stop their incessant movements, stroking your walls. “all good. how much did you pay?”

you writhe when hobie digs into your spot, the palm of his hand bumping against your clit. you can feel a small stream of drool pooling out of your cheek. it’s more so with how chaotic you are, tongue and teeth relishing at his neck.

you feel a heavy arm stilling you against him despite your struggle.

“don’t mind her. she’s just being a baby ‘bout it.” he doesn’t apologize for his explicit acts. he apologizes for your distracting reactions, for your quiet moans. it unnerves you.

here you are, worked up and dripping in front of your boyfriend’s friends. they’re so casual about it and as much as you hate to remember, they’re not wrong to be. hobie gets off on this and by default, you do too.

“is she a baby or are you an absolute ass?”

“you’re gonna irritate me and i’m gonna take it out on her.” his lips is upturned and lazy. “so how much did you pay for it?”

you don’t care to listen to the rest of the conversation. you’re very obviously grinding downward to feel him deeper and it only results in you tightening around him with a gasp. you’re weakly tugging his face until he’s turned around.

he’s not exactly thrilled to be interrupted from his conversation but he takes pity and gives in. your lip connect, tongues immediately tangling with each other. your saliva mixes and he sucks on your tongue to satiate you. on occasion, your teeth bump and crash against each other but it doesn’t discourage you. you only lean into it.

his fingers increase their pace and he ignores the cramp in his wrists. he juts his fingers against the spot that has you digging your nails into him.

this is so surreal. you and your friends always like fun at the people who get off at your college parties. you’ve told hobie the stories in the past but he seemed disinterested. now, you’re those people at those parties and it doesn’t sound as bad.

“you cummin’?” he whispers to you and you alone. he prefers to this part to himself, only you two knowing without speculation.

your lifting your hips to escape the stimulation, mouth running dry from the way it hangs open. “mhm,” you squeal. the ball wound up tight in your core releasing, accompanying spurts of cream.

your chest heaving as you gulp out air. hobie pulls his fingers out with a low squelch only he can hear. a low whistle leaves his lips at the where his fingers glisten. you’re expecting him to press them to your tongue but your eyes widen when they continue to extend outwards. instead, they’re all in riri’s mouth.

they’re both eyeing you and you don’t know what to do. your attention darts between the both of them before focusing on the floor. your hands fiddle with your skirt. your face is burning, your whole body is.

“damn hobes,” she mumbles.

you can still feel their gaze on you, thick and heavy.

his hands are running from your back to your calves and back up again. the saliva is smearing over your skin. “i know. it’s better right from the source.” he slides your panties back in there spot and ignore how disappointed you look.

“ ‘bie,” you want to cry. you don’t want to beg in front of everyone but it’s as if he doesn’t care about you.

“stop your whinin’,” he fixes you with a pointed glare. hobie pushes you off his lap til you’re standing. “we’ll be back.” he doesn’t have to explain himself for everyone to understand what’s happening, not that he would anyway. he gets off the couch and takes your hand in his.

hobie takes you with him, guiding you to the bathroom. both your hands are clasped around his and you’re staring at him, wide eyed, rather than your surroundings.

he can feel you watching him. you’re doe eyed and it makes him harder than he already is. it’s as if he’s the only one that can fix it, and he truly is. hobie nearly tosses you into the bathroom. he slams the door behind him and flicks over the lock.

when he turns around, you’re kneeling and pawing at his jeans. you pout when you undo his zipper.

“what’s wrong, pretty?” hobie hooks his fingers under your chin and lifts it to his. “you don’t have to suck it if you don’t want to.”

“it’s not that,” you pull down his jeans . you wrap your fingers around the base and jerk your hand up and down his shaft. “you embarrassed me really bad.” you poke your cheek with your tongue. “can’t face your friends, now.”

hobie pinches your cheek. he mocks your expression before breaking out in a smile. “didn’t look embarrassed fucking yourself on my fingers. i’m not the one who licked your cum off ‘em.” he squeezes your face together until your lips are puckered.

he slaps his tip against your lips and smears the saliva-precum mix across your cheeks. you’re not moving fast enough, too busy telling him “problems” that he couldn’t care about. you don’t even mean them, just want something to irritate him with.

you shut your lips tightly and cross your arms over your chest. he’s only making you more likely to be difficult. you turn your cheek at him and stare at the rug. “not listening to me.”

hobie sighs and runs his hands over his face. he knows you’re delicate and are quick to throw a fit when you feel you have to. if he doesn’t get you under wraps, he’ll have to put in more effort in the long run. “what is it, baby? because the last time i checked, you’re the one who was about to scream my head off because i didn’t take out my dick right then and there.”

you purse your lips harder. “i wasn’t screaming. you’re being dramatic.”

“i’m being dramatic?” he cannot believe you right now. he squats down until you’re levelled with each other. his hand engulfs you by the throat. he doesn’t squeeze, just holds you close. “you’re mad at me because you came. most of it was your work, though. don’t piss me off.”

neither of you say anything for the passing moment. the only movement made is the small nod of your head.

he releases you following a quick peck on your lips. he stands and you’re back to your previous task, swallowing his cock. you hollow your cheeks, hands on his thighs.

hobie grips the sink behind you. he has to siphon his strength to prevent from breaking the counter. he tries, he really does to keep himself from fucking your throat.

he always does start off as gentle, restraining himself. he watches you, watches your spit dribble and froth. his hand strokes the back of your head. he’s all langley, long enough to do so with no problems.

you realize too late when he pushes your head down until you’re choking, eyes watering with your tears. they spill over your eyes when you close them and gasp for air when he lets go.

hobie brushes your tears away while you wheeze. “couldn’t help myself.” he does feel apologetic, although he would definitely do it again. he doesn’t, though. not until you’re ready, sniffling and aligning his cock with your mouth.

you relax as much as you can. after his big push, you down more than the last attempt. you’ve never been able to fit his whole dick in your mouth, considering the length. the rest of it is beneath your hands, being squeezed and rubbed.

he can’t help the way he bucks his hips forward. he does feel guilty when you choke but it’s overwhelmed by the vibrations of your temporary struggle. still, you persist. you suck and slurp despite your need for air. you’re a bit lightheaded and grateful when hobie takes a step back and pulls himself out.

he exhales, thumb pressing on his tip and holding his cock still to discourage himself from cumming. you can’t even fathom how you make him feel. he believes even if you kissed him long enough, he could cum untouched. “you’re so good to me,” he wets his lips, the other hand on the wall. “so good, too good.”

you drink in the praise with a satisfied smile. you wriggle your toes beneath you and decide to take advantage of his lack of attention. your fingers dip between your legs and underneath your underwear.

you lean forward just enough to fingerfuck yourself. it doesn’t feel as good as when he does it, purely because your hands are much smaller than his. “hobie,” you call out to him.

his actions to last longer are almost futile when he meets your big brown eyes. “slut,” he mutters and pulls you to your feet.

you don’t hide your smile when he turns you around by your hips and pushes you down over the counter. he flips your skirt up and yanks your panties down to your ankles.

you don’t give him a chance to tease, pushing your hips back the moment you feel his dick lined up with your slit. you grip the countertop until the tips of your fingers are white and devoid of the red tint.

hobie pushes down on your the small of your back. he trails his thumb over your tramp stamp. he looms over you, your back pressed against his chest. “you’re so pretty, honey. y’know that?” he squeezes your jaw, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror. he thinks you look a little better like this, with tear stains streaming down your face and leaving the trails in your powder. the eyeliner you spent so long to perfect is a bit smudged and the highlight in the corner of your hair is gone.

you whine and wiggle your hips. he’s not doing enough. he’s not doing anything but talking about you and that’s not what you want. “stop talking, please.” you feel miserable, shoes clicking against the floor when you shuffle your feet.

“don’t start complainin’, you hear me? i don’t wanna hear it.” he kisses the nape of your neck and rises.

you think nothing of it. you’re awfully confident until he’s grasping your hips and snapping into you. you nearly scream, reaching back and pressing against his stomach.

hobie shoves your hand off his body and holds it instead. “what did i just say?” he much rather you squeeze his hand, nails pressing into his skin. he guides it back to the counter and leaves them both there, his other hand fucking you back onto him.

he’s using you. you can hear the the sound of impact between your skin. you can feel it too, toes curling under the straps of your heels. you can’t keep yourself quiet, moaning into the back of your hand.

for once, hobie doesn’t reprimand you about it. you can already barely stand, forehead resting against the coolness of the composite.

your legs wobble and you’re depending completely on him to hold you up. he’s a little limited in his view, unable to see your breasts bouncing underneath you. he’s not able to see your face, either.

you make up for it in the way you moan. he can hear his name slipping in, muffled in your hand. the other, underneath his, curls and coils. there is no escaping him when you’re pressed against a hard surface and he’s pressed against you.

“ ‘obie,” you pant. you bend your knee and straighten it out as a way to express your pleasure. in the end, he holds it in the air. with both your hands free, you use the hold on the counter to push back against him.

“don’t worry. i got you.” he reaches under your lifted leg, rolling your sensitive nerves between his fingers.

your back arches and you throw your head over his shoulder. your arms tremble as the waves of your orgasm comes crashing against you.

you’re dizzy, falling forward because he fucks you through it. your mouth is open and drool pools over the side. you don’t care. your cunt throbs with over sensitivity and tears begin in your eyes again.

hobie uses your back dimples as leverage. your pleas ring around in his brain but it’s all foggy. he’s so close and it’ll plaguing his thoughts. “sorry, angel. i’m so sorry.” his hand falls beside your eyes. his pace quickens and he has to cover your mouth when you get too loud.

he suddenly pulls out, spewing his cum over your ass. hobie has to take a second behind you, not that you mind. you don’t feel like moving yourself even when your tits are all squished and uncomfortable.

a few minutes pass before he takes some tissue to clean you up with soft touches. “you did so good.” he says, tossing the tissue away and getting another to wipe the slick on your thighs. “my perfect girl. you okay?”

“mhm.” you haven’t gotten up, eyes closed. your hit with an onslaught of sleepiness, your guess is from the waning influence of everything you’ve consumed tonight.

hobie pulls your underwear back up and fixes your skirt back into its place. he pulls your partially limp body up and gathers you in his arms. “are you fallin’ asleep?”

“mhm,” you hum again, coddling into his warmth.

he smiles, hooking his arms under your knees and lifting you into the air. he doesn’t have to ask to know you would love to be left alone to sleep so he takes it upon himself to carry you to his room to rest.

hobie really can’t wait until you wake up and he tells you all about how he fucked you to sleep.

[hijinxx3]

Hi ! I'm Jinx !!

And/Or Crow

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I guess my Jinx is sorta set around the time she spent with Isha in her hideout ? Like before she and Sevika went to the jail. But she is also very not completely accurate to canon. I just play her as i see her personality and so sometimes i forget details like trauma, but I will include it sometimes !

Just whenever i remember to...

Crow's OOC disclaimers:

I have never played LoL nor do i know anything about it so please do not attack me for any LoL inaccuracies because i do not know !!!!!!!!

I am also still somewhat new to Arcane (I have watched it twice but i only started it recently) and i am still forming opinions of the characters so please do not attack me for any differences in opinion, anything that is not accurate to the characters or storyline, or just anything i get wrong that i otherwise don't know about.

Please do not be offended by me reposting your art, if i repost it's because i like it !! Even if roleplaying as Jinx, however if you would like me not to please lmk !!

I am new to this whole roleplay/character asks thing, please if you are another account who is more experienced and you are willing to, give me advice on how to improve !! <3

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I believe that that is all.

Thank you for reading this far and for viewing my page.

Let's have fun !!

- Jinx & Crow <3

[munkussy]

[[ a monkie blog

muses: wukong, mk, macaque ]]

[[ Info: I can play with anyone except minors [minors do not interact or follow]. Follows from @tepperz-rp (which is also a hub/OC blog). Run by @tepperz, he/him. Other blogs are @nezha-taizi @bigbluekittypapaa. Art blog is @tepperzart.

Warning: While I'm not exclusive to one genre, one of my favorite genres is psychological horror. That means is blog will contain dark and challenging themes. Posts that may contain gore or explicit horror will be tagged.

mun is run by Tepperz who is 18+ and has dyslexia and anxiety. Sometimes i'll answer asks about me or my muses with art. I can match any roleplay style but there might be typos and occasionally misunderstandings. sometimes im slow to reply so bare with me its not personal. srry if im awkward as fuck. feel free to message me.

Personal Blogs can interact, like, send asks, reblog my posts and my art. However, I roleplay with people who are uncomfortable with personal blogs so do not reblog my roleplay threads without doing your research on my roleplay partner's comfort level. If they are cool with it then its fine, otherwise do not do it.

I wont rp pet death or lost pet scenarios and i have a phobia of realistic insects. blood, gore ok as long as its not the sole focus.

Oc/duplicate friendly: The way roleplay is that my default muses have the collective knowledge and feelings from all aus at once, and specific tagged aus will be distinctively in that universe.

Shiping info: the monkeys are open to new relationships but we have to start from the beginning of the new relationship and I want to be able to test the chemistry in roleplay before clear coupling. Things may happen naturally and that's fine. I'm cool with bdsm within safe measures for my muses. The sexuality of my monkies are this: Wukong is a-romantic and pan-grey-sexual-leaning-towards-guys (basically not on his mind but will go with the mood unless it gets overstimulating), MK is pan-demi-sexual heavily leaning towards men and a-romantic, Macaque is pan-sexual romantic. My personal fav ship is Wukong and MK (peachynoodles), but my two aren't explicitly together. If explicit sexual encounters happen they will be always tagged appropriately as nsfw, and often under a read more.

if i godmod or intrude, sometimes i get carried away, so let me know so i can edit or delete the post. I'm just doin my best in this weird new space.

Disclaimer** I would like it noted that I did not grow up with the original canon of the Journey to the West story, and even though I have done research/reading, my disabilities can prevent me from retaining details. Primarily I'm going to be going off LMK and some retained lore. So I might get JTTW or even lego monky kid lore wrong, occasionally, from small things to even names. I promise this is not intentional thing or done out of disrespect. If it's something that bothers you, feel free to (nicely, I hope) correct potential mistakes in a DM or something, If this is a deal breaker for you I get it, you can just move on.

About the muses: [their blog identifyer will be before the name]

["Wook"] Wukong is also known as The Monkey King -- a powerful entity that is known throughout the lands for causing mischief and destruction. He'd tell you he's done with all that, as he has reached enlightenment after his journey to the west. Wukong has many powers such as the power of 72 transformations, cloning himself, super strength, and more. He also has a magic cloud that can carry him through the sky, and used to have a special growing staff that he has since passed on to his disciple. Wukong's personality is that of a charismatic patriarch figure. There's no specific canon time period for this Wukong yet established, but he's probably around the beginning of season 4.

[[ AUs: Heartmending!Wukong [tag] is a Monkey King who is affiliated with @6em4k 's Macaque. They are currently trying to navigate a relationship together (shadowpeach).

EyesofBlue!Wukong [tag] There is an uninvited intruder on Flower Fruit Mountain, and Wukong intends to get to the bottom of it. The rogue demon turns out to be @worldclassmenageriie 's Chunhua, and her and the Monkey King make a provisionary truce.

["M'Kay"] MK is the disciple of Sun Wukong. His personality is curious, haughty, and caring. Despite being naturally a positive person, MK has trouble wrestling with his survivor's guilt and past traumas, which can lead him to lashing out and becoming withdrawn. I play him as having depression, anxiety, and adhd. His age is around 27 and his canon takes place somewhere around season 4. He has all of the same powers of Wukong as well as his staff, and is quite skilled, although he can be clumsy at times. MK is not yet comfortable with being a monkey or what that means for him, and this stress of that can make his body unstable. MK has other hobbies, such as drawing with crayons and fanboying to various things (including over Wukong).

[[ AUs: Sapphire!MK [Tag] is an au that may be asked for: this is an au for an MK who is attached to @cosmicxblossoms RH!Wukong, and currently has trauma with @swk4k s Wukong. "Running away from his home in pain and misery, MK gets lost and finds solace and kinship with an unlikely ally -- a broken Wukong in another world."

Jade!MK [tag] An AU where MK is stuck in trauma mode after a traumatic encounter with @swk4k s Wukong. "After bottling up his emotions and unsuccessfully reaching out to those he cares for, this MK has become deeply resentful of himself and his powers, leading him to embrace his primate form permanently."

Lapis!MK [tag] is an MK who is affiliated with @giibbonbeng 's Tongbi and her canon.

Emerald!Mk [tag] Affiliated with @radiantxfruits 's Wukong and Macaque. An AU where MK woke up knowing he was a stone monkey, while Monkey King is still sealed in the mountain without having had the journey. Without family, friends, or mentors, MK still finds the staff and saves the world. Grew up on FFM as part of the troupe and heard stories about Monkey King, and always felt like he was following in his footsteps, and so named himself monkey kid as a title. Generally, Emerald!MK is mad at the world and is constantly getting stronger. He has complete control over his powers, but they are constantly growing to a frightening degree. One day, it is Emerald!MK that breaks Sun Wukong from his prison under the mountain single-handedly -- to finally meet his predecessor at last.

Pearlescent!MK [tag] A bodhisattva MK from the distant future. He's worldly, kind, and very powerful -- but secretive about the experiences he's been though. (He's so changed that he's almost an oc at this point lol) ]]

["Mac"] Macaque, also known as the 6-eared-macaque, is another powerful monkey from the Journey to the West story. Macaque has the power of illusions, can control shadows, and make portals to wherever he likes. Macaques personality is that of a stoic chaotic-neutral antagonist. He has a jaded and complicated relationship with Wukong, and wears that baggage wherever he goes. It's hard for him to trust others or settle down, and he often makes a bad impression on those he meets. He likes theater but isn't a very good artist. Macaque has a scar on the right side of his face and three sets of colorful ears, and he glamors both of these things away most of the time. He cannot see out of his right eye, but makes up for it by using his other senses well. His canon is unclear, anywhere from season 2-3. ]]

[[ AUs: ReluctantDouble!Macaque [tag] -- A Macaque that has connections with @cosmicxblossoms ReluctantHero!Macaque. "Macaque's portals are on the fritz and he gets zapped into a parallel dimension where Wukong is dead. Another Macaque, one who has been through the Journey to the West adventure, is the only one he can turn to."

WhatColorIsRevenge!Macaque [tag] -- A Macaque that has connections with @swk4k s Wukong. "In a heated argument where things went too far, Macaque pins down Wukong and takes what belongs to him. An eye for an eye." ]]

[transformersandturtles]

Hello hello, this isn't my normal kind of posting but it's been about uh. . . 8 months since I've done private/1 on 1 roleplays (of course excluding my MK1 Syzoth acc) and have been curious in finding a new RP partner. Information under the cut!

Hello! If you don't know me, my name is Seven and I use They/Them! I am 18, a hs graduate, and am currently pursuing 2d art as a hobby and tattooing as a career! I do have a busy home life and am not on 24/7. Time zones aren't a problem, I'd prefer an RP partner 17+. I am autistic and have social anxiety so it is hard for me to reach out first but I am always happy to start talking! ^^

I mostly do AUs or post-story kinda stuff but I'm down for any kind of fun/chaos. Here is a list of fandoms I will RP -

bold/color is what I'd prefer most.

• ROTTMNT

• 2012 TMNT

• Transformers One

• Transformers Animated

• X-Men (live action + 97)

• MCU/Avengers

• DC (mostly Batman/Batfam)

• Pokemon (Mostly the game stories)

• How To Train Your Dragon

• Mortal Kombat 1 (2023)

• Digimon Adventures

• Spider-Man (ITSV & ATSV)

. . . And more but mostly these!

• Voltron Legendary Defender

• Invincible (Show) (New)

PLEASE NOTE I AM STILL NEW TO X-MEN AND DC SO PLEASE BE PATIENT WITH ME AND LMK IF I EVER GET ANYTHING WRONG MY KNOWLEDGE IS LIMITED 😭

I also do Crossovers! Mostly other fandoms x Pokemon or x HTTYD but I'm really up for anything! With that, I also do tend to put in headcanons so if something doesn't line up or sounds odd please lmk.

I also do -

• Canon x Canon (Rom/Plat)

• Oc x Canon (Rom/Plat)

• Oc x Oc (Rom/Plat)

There doesn't have to be shipping or pairing or anything, but if it is Oc x Canon I do wish for it to be two ways and even (i.e. Your Oc x Canon and my Oc x Canon. Doesn't have to be equal words but equal sentencing is preferred but not required!)

Here are some things I will NOT do -

✘ No NSFW! Don't care age or anything, will not do it at all. Time skips are fine, but nothing more. (im being so real it makes my skin crawl writing it so I'm really sorry.)

✘ No form of any kind of -cest. I'll do familial bonds but no blood relaxations at all! If they're in the family tree, leave them be! Also no adults x minors or anything of the sort.

✘ I will not be doing this "OC Name: *waves* Hello!" format. Nothing against it, I just personally won't use it, I like to be detailed.

There is probably more to this but that'll come and go depending on RPs.

I have been roleplaying for about 8-9 years and am very detailed in my responses! I try to match replies so if it's short then it's short or if it's long then it's long. I am a writer so I do put in details from time to time that may be too much so if that is ever the case please lmk and I'll tone it down.

Here is an example of my writing style for RP! -

Lucius blankly stared at his acquaintances, almost bewildered by them. "Have none of you played a game of Uno in your life?" He questioned, a slight country drawl to his words, something that often came out when he drank too much or got emotional enough. How the hell had a bunch of people his age never even seen a deck of Uno? "It's like, a classic, y'know? Have y'all been livin' under a rock?" Despite living in New York for years now, he never shook off that Midwestern talk.

Logan Howlett, by far the oldest of the whole table at the moment, gave a small snort as he let out the smoke of his cigar. "A rock? No. Runnin' for our lives is more like it. Not every day for pleasantries or domesticity." He stated firmly, before setting down a red reverse card onto the short pile. "Your turn, bub. . ." He leaned back in his seat with a huff.

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I do have OCs and information and stuff for all of them! Feel free to DM me if you're curious and we can talk it out on what fits! ^^

[diviningjade]

you're here this early again? so diligent...

here are my rules! please abide by them, or i will block you. my roleplay boundaries summary is at the bottom of the post. apologies for the messiness of this post :(

general rules (both ask and thread roleplay)

please be respectful.

standard dni– do not interact with me if you are racist, transphobic, homophobic, etc.

please don't rush my replies etc. i'm a full-time college student and my free time will fluctuate.

do not download or use my graphics (banners, layout, replycons, etc).

no nsfw (i'm a minor). i'm fine with suggestive content/dirty jokes but outright nsfw is not okay with me.

do not negotiate my boundaries with me. no means no.

please do not send me stuff related to discourse/callouts. i won't post it, it makes me uncomfortable (but i will keep it in mind).

if i soft-block you, please don't ask me why i did.

please be patient with me. i'm pretty new to the tumblr roleplay scene and i am neurodivergent, so if i get something wrong, accidentally cross a boundary, do something you're uncomfy with, etc– please, please let me know. i don't bite!!

list will be updated as time goes on.

thread rp rules:

here's a general overview of my boundaries/stuff you should know: boundaries overview: nsfw: no do i write in lowercase: yes, unless if you don’t triggers tagged: yes (except for swearing, all caps/caps lock, self-depreciating/dark humor) dark/triggering content: maybe (see below for detailed notes) discourse/callouts blogged: no, see below for more details vagueposting: no do i post ooc/personal: yes (ooc/personal posts tagged w/ 玉 | aspen's ramblings) can personals follow: yes do i send passwords: yes are thread response reminders okay: yes block liberally: no (unless you fit my dni or break my rules) multi or single muse: single mutuals only: no selective: no crossovers: yes shipping: yes!! (multishipping okay) writing with duplicates: yes (if you're a mutual and you find this uncomfy, pls lmk) ship boundaries: no age gap, please ask me before shipping our characters length/style matching: yes (unless discussed beforehand) activity: fluctuates, usually semi active roleplay with ocs?: yes plotting: i like it, but if you don't have a plot, then that's a-okay (replies might be slower though)

and here's more notes:

i'm pretty causal when it comes to this stuff. i'll respect your rules of course but if you're looking for a serious roleplay partner, i'm not the blog for you, sorry :(

i will usually reflect your style. that is, if you respond with lots of text, i will as well. if you add replycons, i will as well. if there's anything you want me to do (respond with more text, no lowercase, don't use replycons, etc) please ask me and we can figure something out!

i have adhd and anxiety so my output and response time will fluctuate. please be patient! feel free to send me an ask if you're wondering about a response (but again please don't rush me ahaha).

i am comfortable with most topics except heavy gore and body horror.

i am comfortable with writing dark/potentially triggering content, except if that dark content involves characters that are canonically below 15 (unless they are aged up). i will only write dark content in dms/private roleplays with mutuals under 18 (as i am a minor as well and it make me more comfortable).

triggering topics will be tagged with "cw [trigger]". my catchall tag is "玉 | banned from the divination commission".

crossovers are okay!

i swear/use all caps a lot and dabble in self-depreciating humor, so that won't be tagged.

if there's anything else you wanna ask/want tagged, feel free to dm me or send an ask! i respond quickly (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و except during exam week lord help me

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[6em4k]

*wants to try rping however has only a fursona and no oc for the lmk universe *

[So, for an ask like this, I'm not gunna tell you to just make an OC or just use your fursona or 'just do it' because that's kind of unhelpful all around. What I am gunna do is give you some beats to help you determine how you go about rp-ing that's best for you, so I can more nuancedly tell you to 'just do it'.

1) Roleplay should be fun.

Roleplay should be fun. Roleplay should be fun. There can be a point where it stops being fun or it gets overwhelming, or you find yourself affected by what happens to your character. Character-bleed is a thing, anyone who roleplays in any format can tell you this. And sometimes, you end up roleplaying with people who make you uncomfortable and you need to stop playing with them, which can be hard. Sometimes you'll need to step away just for yourself, and that's fine, and it doesn't need to be when you're about to snap. If you're even in the mood of 'wow, I just do not have it today' or 'wow, this person crossed my boundary', you can stop. You can stop anytime it stops being fun.

Roleplay should be fun.

(I have fun roleplaying Macaque with my close friend, I know I have fun roleplaying Macaque, I want to roleplay Macaque)

2) How do you want to have fun with it?

Do you prefer asks over threads? Script-format or paragraph? Are you okay with long-term plots, very long and detailed prose? Or do you like short-form stuff where it's mostly icons and you don't need to detail much?

What are you comfortable with doing, what feels the most fun, what doesn't put undue pressure on you?

(I roleplay script-style with said friend, but I'm also a writer - I love doing descriptions and writing all fancy-like. I'm down for pretty much whatever, but I prioritize prose.)

3) Who do you want to have fun with?

You are allowed to be selective with who you play with! I don't roleplay with everyone who follows me, and that's because I try to prioritize following/interacting with characters I can see myself having fun relationships with, or people I could see at least one or two fun interactions or threads with. Some people don't play with because our needs/boundaries don't jive, that's just gunna happen. Part of roleplay is understanding your boundaries and what you want.

(Do you have people in mind? Are you open to characters you may not expect to roleplay with? Will you be okay if that feeling isn't mutual? Are you willing to discuss with people? Do you want your character to be challenged and go through the ringer, do you just want fun, zoomy happytime, do you want both?)

4) Who would be the most fun to play as?

Who's fun to talk about? Who's fun to explore? Do you want to play like yourself or as someone not like you?

I'm a DM, so I've seen before people who want to play the 'crazy, unpredictable' sort or an evil manipulator type, but then end up behaving as their own selves and playing peacekeeper/straight-man whenever things get slightly wackier than they were expecting they would do. This isn't a bad thing! It's a simple matter of someone finding more fun responding as they are then keeping in a character they don't feel connected with in that moment.

Self-inserts can be fun! Your Fursona can be fun! Canon Characters can be fun! At the end of the day, ask yourself who would be fun to play. Even just a concept can be fun and you develop them as you play!

The only wrong ways to roleplay are if you're not having fun or if you're hurting someone, and I don't get the impression you want either of those things. The only wrong characters to play are characters you don't have fun playing.

If you wanna make an OC to play, you're more than free. If you wanna use your Fursona, you're more than free. I've even seen someone just str8-up make a roleplay account for their real-life damn self so they can be themselves while exploring other fantasy worlds to play in - and you're more than free to do the same or not! Whatever character you choose, there's no wrong answer. Do what feels the most fun.]

[honeyhotteok]

Hi! Can you pls write about when Jake was in jail with a reader who went to visit him all the time and was always by his side through those tough days?

took a minute for the ideas to marinate but i actually had an easier-ish time writing this even though i usually don't write stuff this long🤯 thank you for the sweet idea, anon, and for waiting a bit! <3

summary: jake's favorite person decides to wait for him.

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"Inmate 0706. You have a visitor."

Jake walks into the tiny visitation room and plops himself down onto the chair, thinking to himself that it's probably Jerry again. His breath hitches when he sees that it's you entering and sitting down in front of him before the glass partition.

"What are you doing here? You shouldn't be in a place like this," he says with a half-hearted smile that doesn't quite meet his eyes.

You glare at him before springing up from your chair, brimming with fury. "Is that all you have to say to me? How could you hide a whole illegal gambling business from me?"

You had been holding down the fort at one of the shops on Big Deal street as usual, unsuspecting while exchanging quick goodbye kisses with Jake before he would leave the street to take care of some unknown business the past few months. To think he had been hiding something this wrong and to this degree from you, when you thought he believed the two of you were equals.

He closes his eyes, "it was for your own good-"

"Don't. Save it with the whole protecting me bullshit."

He opens his mouth to defend himself, but stops. Maybe you're right. Maybe he should just sit here and instead savor what could be the last time you argue with him. He waits for the other shoe to drop. This is it, he thinks. Inevitable, even. He did choose this life after all.

You sit back down after having gotten that bout of rage out of your system. "I just...wish you would let me in sometimes," you admit quietly.

Jake finally looks up at you, caught off guard by the shift in your tone and words. "Y/N..."

"Ugh, whatever. I'm leaving." You grab your jacket and stand. You pause at the door without turning your head. "See you next week," you mutter.

Before he can utter another word, he watches the door swing shut behind you.

-

"Visitor for Inmate 0706."

Jake begins making his way to the visitation room.

Jason and Brad had exchanged glances with each other throughout the week as Jake looked even more lost in thought than usual in the yard, the cafeteria, his cell - thinking about you. He heard you wrong last time, right? Were you actually coming back to visit him not just once but a second time? Yeah, no, it's gotta be Jerry this time.

To his disbelief, you're already sitting there behind the glass partition with your arms crossed.

You open this visit with another glare, albeit a less icy one. Despite still being here, you want to keep holding onto your rightful grudge and hurt so badly. But your eyes finally take in his short hair, the new scar on his mouth, the way the weight he's been carrying manifests in his eyes and body. And you find yourself unable to prevent the soft concern filling your eyes.

You let out a deep sigh.

"How's the food in there?" you finally break the silence.

Jake can't help but crack a smile at your concerned, trivial inquiry.

"It's...edible." The both of you laugh.

...

"Wait, what the hell is prison spicy chicken?"

After last being together in the outside world only a few weeks ago, the two of you begin to slip back into your usual rapport.

-

While the two of you still manage to chat it up and laugh together, there are still visits where you find yourself waiting to leave the room before you finally let your tears fall. Days where the ache of only getting weekly glimpses of him behind a layer of glass gets to you, peeks at the world of turmoil swirling in and around him that you find yourself helpless to truly solve.

The seasons pass, and it's getting these weekly looks of you that mark the passage of time for Jake. He looks forward to seeing what new change he can spot every visit - the haircut you usually get around the summertime, whether you had time to change out of your part-time job uniform before coming to visit.

And the weekly visits go like this. Although being separated from you does give him an extra reason to want to kill Gun - it's during these brief moments in time with you that he's reminded maybe there can be more to his life than revenge. The incessant physical training, the brutal fights every day in the prison all blur together in a black and white cut, but seeing you brings a little bit of color back into his life.

-

You stand outside of the detention center gates with the other heads of Big Deal, all of you anxiously trying to peer through the doors in the distance for any sign of Jake. He finally walks through the gates with Jason and Brad following behind. "Welcome back, Boss," mingled with big smiles and back pats amongst you. Jake finally stops in front of you, almost in a daze. He's seen your face every weekend for the past 11 months, but something about seeing your entire person standing before him feels like a pair of hands shaking him by the shoulders.

"Welcome back, you big idiot." You give him a light punch in the arm.

He pulls you into a warm embrace while cradling the back of your head, "I missed you, too."

"Hey Boss, the rest of Big Deal are looking forward to-" Lineman's cheerful words immediately get cut off by consecutive smacks from Jason, Brad, and Luah alike.

"Read the room," Luah shout-whispers at Lineman while giving him a second smack in the head for good measure.

"We'll see you later at HQ, Boss. Take your time." Jason waves in Jake's direction before scampering down the road with Jerry and the rest of the crew. Jake chuckles and waves back.

You smile and grab Jake's hand, "let's go get you a proper meal."

-

You and Jake sit outside your go-to pojangmacha waiting for your orders. His head is swimming with thoughts of how he could possibly begin to thank you for waiting for him this whole time when he least deserved it, how he can articulate this gratitude and affection that's bigger than anything he can offer you in this moment.

Fresh hot plates of vegetable tempura, fish cake, and kimbap emerge before you. He indulges in the first delicious fried food he's had in months with you. The two of you feed each other skewers of tteokbokki while easing back into the groove of your usual banter sprinkled with laughs in between.

"Oh, and this is for you."

You pull out a paper box from the bakery with a slice of red velvet cake enclosed inside.

"Ta-da! It's not much, but I hope this is a slight upgrade to the cigarette-choco pie birthday cake you had in there," you grin. You scoop out a chunk of cake with the fork and hold it in front of his mouth.

"Hey, I told you you didn't need to get me anything." He's already been madly in love with everything about you, but something about this little gesture feels like it's about to tip something over in his chest.

"Hush and take a bite already!"

Jake complies with a smile. He then moves to close the distance between you two with his hand cupping your cheek, his eyes still fixed on you. He gazes at your face with an overflowing amount of affection and presses his forehead to yours, as if to pause and wonder if he still deserves to lock his lips with yours after all this time.

As if to reply with a resounding 'yes,' you pull his face to yours and kiss him deeply, tasting the sugary sweet mild cocoa flavor still lingering on his lips.

[strayslost]

"...Dazai-kun. It's been a long time."

Years may have passed, but Dazai still has the same look on his face as he did back then. Those empty-seeming eyes that meet Verlaine's gaze seem somehow endlessly dark. There's always been an aura around him, as if he's above everyone else, looking down at them from a place that no-one could hope to reach...

When he was betrayed by Dazai back then, Verlaine hadn't expected it. Yet in spite of that, in the moment when he realized what had happened... he hadn't felt surprised at all. Even now, it's only because Verlaine is so experienced himself that he can recognize just how dangerous this man truly is.

In spite of that, there's no fear in Verlaine's expression. Instead, he greets Dazai the same way one would greet a casual acquaintance, though he hadn't known that Dazai would show up at all.

"What brings you to a place like this?"

@longerhuman ( starter! )

[tenacious-minds]

Mike Wheeler of Hawkins

Paladin—

Oath of Redemption

(prev- Oath of Devotion: Broken)

Half Elf

Knight

Weapons—

Skilled in the use of close by objects, such as: wrenchs, a branch, a lamp.

Words.

Born to human mother and an uninterested elven father, Mike grew up mostly in the human world. After encountering strange creatures from the other world, he decided to venture further out into the world with his party, where he was reunited with elder sister Nancy. The party continues the grow as they come across new friends and old foes, with small sub-parties forming within.

[hearthomelesbian]

[Image ID: A six panel comic with the characters Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji from the drama The Untamed.

Panel 1: Wei Wuxian says, "can you people stop being gay? cut it out lol" with an arrogant smile, speaking to people out of frame. Lan Wangji replies "FUCK YOU", glaring at him from behind.

Panel 2: Only Wei Wuxian is visible. He has turned around to look at Lan Wangji, saying "what are you? gay?" the same look still on his face.

Panel 3: Only Lan Wangji is visible. He is still glaring, and says "you fucking wish. you just wish you were me."

Panel 4: Wei Wuxian has moved closer to Lan Wangji, saying "oh yeah? oh yeah?" with his arms crossed in front of him. Lan Wangji is backing towards a pole, saying, "yeah, you fucking stubborn asshole". He is still glaring.

Panel 5: Lan Wangji is pushed against the pole, Wei Wuxian kissing him. A speech bubble coming from Wei Wuxian says, "*pushes you on to a locker and we passionately make out*", while one coming from Lan Wangji says "*doesn't stop you*".

Panel 6: A wideshot of the whole room. Jiang Cheng, Nie Huaisang, Lan Xichen, and Jin Guangyao are standing to the right in the background, watching Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji on the left. Jiang Cheng says, "huh" as he looks at them. Wei Wuxian has just pulled back from kissing to look at him, saying "i'm sorry did you need something you homophobe" /End image ID.]

[Image ID: A screenshot of the tumblr post that the dialogue in the comic came from originally. /End image ID.]

an ungodly amt of effort for a joke comic abt a post that lives in my mind rent free

the post in question:

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[stqrbxy]

Hello! First time requesting from you so pls lmk if i did smth wrong 😭

I was just wondering if you'd do some headcanons on a poly!soukoku? Like dazai/male reader/chuuya relationship? Preferably with ADA!Chuuya + Reader too? Pls all fluff and whatnot, and feel free to drop any details that're too much!

Ur more than welcome to disregard too if ur not comfortable with it :)

Thank you for reading! <3

- 🏳️‍🌈♒️

 [ 双黒 ]   soukoku x m! reader.

genre : fluff .

t.w :  none .

synopsis : osamu and chuuya bickering over rdr ? chuuya telling osamu to go back to work but osamu just wants to stick with you,, then you three just go home and cuddle after a long day of work !!

request on : osamu x ada! chuuya x ada! Reader.

author’s note : hey! your request was a good one, i enjoyed writing it, tyvm for this !! <3 have a good day to you. ^^ (also you have the same zodiac as my father :O) ['m sorry if this is too rushed, fast or not as fluffy as you wished D: ]

It was like any other day at the Armed Detective Agency, a lazy brunette was yelled at by a workaholic blond. [ name ] was just writing out his report for the recent cases that Ranpo solved, it doesn’t take long to finish his reports usually. If there wasn’t a sloth-like Osamu and a pissed-off Chuuya on both sides of him, that is.

“Bastard! Just finish your work for god’s sake, and don’t make [ name ] write all of your reports!” Chuuya hissed at Osamu but didn’t feel any different and continued teasing the shorter male.

“Oh but, Chuuya-kun~! [ name-kun ] doesn’t mind writing my reports for me, in fact, I think they quite enjoy it!” Osamu said in a sing-song voice, clasping his hands like a toddler. [ name ] however, did mind… well, sometimes.

“Osamu-kun, please, can you finish your work? I’ll help you if I can after I finish this last report.” [ name ] said, before sighing and leaning back in his office chair as Chuuya glared at Dazai.

“There’s no need. [ name-kun ], he can finish it himself, isn’t that right?” Chuuya says sharply and promptly, leaving no room for second arguments, giving Osamu a death glare that spoke volumes. Osamu sighed as he finally leaned back in his chair, falling on it with a ‘plop’ sound, stretching before placing his fingertips on the work laptop positioned on his desk.

“Fineeee! I’ll finish my work, for [ name-kun ]~” Osamu said as he surprisingly started working swiftly. Chuuya let out a sigh of relief, going back to finish his own reports now as well. [ name ] let out a sigh of relief as well, smiling softly as he watches both of them sit on both sides of him. 

“Well, good luck.” [ name ] says sweetly, giving Osamu a reassuring smile, which he returned with a small kiss on the cheek. [ name ] chuckled quietly to himself, finishing his own work now.

time skip to lunch break.

[ name ] took his usual seat on the first floor of the building, in Café Uzumaki as he waited for the redhead and brunette’s arrival, apparently Kunikida had something to tell the two. [ name ] took a sip of his usual drink, and smiled softly, their beverages were spot on as always. 

As [ name ] was resting peacefully, leaning in his seat, a soft, deep voice echoed in his ears. 

“ [ name-kun ] ! sorry, have we kept you waiting for too long, love?” Chuuya says softly, smiling at him with affection as Osamu swiftly sat beside [ name ], hugging him with his arms around his neck, [ name ] merely smiled at his childish antics, but he knew that these two men were the ones he had loved and wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

“not at all, loves. how was work?” [ name ] said softly, hugging back the brunette as he caressed his hand softly. Chuuya smiled gently, nodding. 

“It was good, we can go home now if you want.” Chuuya said, resting his head on one of his hands as he watched the two interact, despite one being eccentric and one being the opposite, they seemed to get along pretty well when they did; [ name ] let out a small nod before smiling at Osamu with affection, which made him blush and grin cheekily.

another time skip to at home.

[ name ] was sitting on the couch on his back as he scrolled through his phone, waiting for Osamu and Chuuya to finish changing. Osamu came jogging swiftly, jumping on [ name ] as he rests his head on his chest, which made [ name ] gasp softly as Chuuya rested his own head on [ name’s ] shoulder from the other side of the couch. 

“We love you so much, angel…” Chuuya murmurs softly with a tone of huskiness in his ear as he sits down beside [ name ] on the front of the couch. [ name ] blushed and smiled softly, petting and stroking both of their heads as he thinks to himself how lucky he is to have such wonderful angels beside him. Chuuya falls asleep merely seconds after [ name ] starts stroking his hair locks, and Osamu already seems to have dozed off to dreamland.

“I love you too, my loves.”

[munkussy]

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Disclaimer** I would like it noted that I did not grow up with the original canon of the Journey to the West story, and even though I have done research/reading, my disabilities can prevent me from retaining details. Primarily I'm going to be going off LMK and some retained lore. So I might get JTTW or even lego monky kid lore wrong, occasionally, from small things to even names. I promise this is not intentional thing or done out of disrespect. If it's something that bothers you, feel free to (nicely, I hope) correct potential mistakes in a DM or something, If this is a deal breaker for you I get it, you can just move on.