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Celebrate Milestones with Personalised Engraved Baby Bracelets — A Timeless Keepsake

Welcome to the world of timeless treasures for your little ones! Personalised baby jewellery, particularly engraved baby bracelets, offers a unique and heartfelt way to celebrate the precious moments of your baby’s early years. In this article, we’ll delve into the charm of personalised baby jewellery and explore why engraved baby bracelets make for a perfect keepsake.

The Significance of Personalised Baby Jewellery:

In the delightful journey of parenthood, finding meaningful ways to celebrate each milestone becomes essential. Personalised baby jewellery goes beyond being just adornments; they are expressions of love and individuality. From birthstone pendants to customised name bracelets, these pieces carry sentimental value that lasts a lifetime.

Capturing Memories with Engraved Baby Bracelets:

Engraved baby bracelets elevate personalisation to a new level, creating a lasting memory in a tangible form. Whether it’s your baby’s name, birthdate, or a special message, the fine art of engraving transforms a simple bracelet into a cherished memento. These delicate pieces not only adorn your baby but also encapsulate the uniqueness of their early years.

Quality Craftsmanship and Materials Matter:

When it comes to personalised baby jewellery, quality craftsmanship and materials are paramount. Opt for bracelets crafted from durable materials like sterling silver or gold for longevity and safety. The meticulous attention to detail in the engraving process ensures a clear and enduring impression, making the jewellery both beautiful and safe for your little one.

Conclusion:

As you explore the world of personalised baby jewellery, consider the enduring charm of engraved baby bracelets. These timeless keepsakes not only adorn your baby with elegance but also capture the essence of their earliest moments.

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“HAPPY ONE YEAR.”

tags: boyfriend!toji x fem!reader, fluff, angst, toji is NOT broke guys please </3, cheating (guys don’t ever cheat), established relationship, heart break, sad ending, oneshot

w.c: 2.3k

a/n: EEK first request 👩🏽‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏽 based on this ask! I hope i did it right anon 🙏🏽

+ likes and reblogs are appreciative!

you slowly wake up as your alarm clock blares, its annoying ring cutting through your dreams. with a huff, you slam the alarm off and reach out to toji’s side of the bed, only to find it cold and empty.

he must’ve left for work early, you think, shrugging off the thought. after freshening up in the bathroom, you catch a glimpse of your tired reflection, the lack of sleep evident on your face.

you slip on the silk robe toji had custom-made for you, adorned with your initials. as you open the door to head to the kitchen, you stop in your tracks, stunned by the sight before you. the living room is filled with balloons—large and small, floating gracefully around the room.

happy one year! read the silver holographic balloons.

a large bouquet of flowers sits on the coffee table, accompanied by a pastel pink gift bag. an envelope with toji’s handwriting and your name is perched on top.

overwhelmed by the surprise, tears well up in your eyes. you’re deeply touched by toji’s thoughtfulness, feeling loved and seen in a way you hadn’t expected. you had assumed he’d forgotten the anniversary.

as you approach the bouquet, the front door unlocks, and toji walks in with a box of your favorite pastries and two cups of coffee.

“oh no, i thought you were—”

before you can finish, you rush to him, tears streaming down your cheeks. you set the coffee and pastries on the nearest table and wrap your arms around him, struggling to fully embrace his muscular frame.

toji lifts you up, your legs wrapping around his waist as you gaze into his warm, brown eyes. your hands caress his face, your thumb gently tracing the scar on his lip—a favorite detail of yours. you lean in for a passionate kiss, one hand massaging the back of his head.

“i love you so much, ‘toj. thank you,” you say, tears still glistening in your eyes. toji looks at you with awe and tenderness.

“c’mon, baby, go look at ‘yer gift,” he says softly, setting you down and wiping your tears. he guides you to the couch and settles comfortably, pulling you onto his lap.

you gasp as you reach for the gift bag, your heart fluttering with excitement. toji’s hands gently rub your thighs as you pull out a bracelet adorned with charms from your favorite movies and tv shows. each gift you unwrap fills your heart with joy, and you can’t stop smiling and kissing him with every new surprise.

toji chuckles, his hand moving from your thighs to rest on your belly. he gazes into your eyes with warmth. “y’know, i can’t help but think about our future… maybe havin’ a little one runnin’ around someday,” he says softly.

your heart swells at his words. a future with him—a small family filled with love—is everything you’ve ever dreamed of. “i’d love that, ‘toj. i love it so much,” you say, placing your hands over his on your belly.

⨯. ⁺ ✦ ⊹ . *

the morning went differently than you’d expected. you can't stop smiling as you explain to your friends, nala and eliana, on facetime what happened. you’re getting ready for the dinner toji planned for the two of you.

“soooo what else did he get you?” eliana asks, eagerly.

you show them the jewelry, and they’re in awe.

“this is so cute! we have similar-,” nala exclaims, but you have to cut her off, saying you need to go because toji’s calling you.

you quickly grab a coat and slip on your heels, rushing out of your apartment. you hurry to the elevator and head to the front entrance, spotting toji texting on his phone while waiting in the car. as you open the door, he puts his phone down, giving you a loving look.

he pecks you on the lips, and you wish the kiss could linger. he reminds you that the reservation is soon.

as toji drives, he looks incredibly handsome. one hand grips the steering wheel while the other rests on your thigh, rubbing gently. you can’t help but smile.

“what’s got you all smiley, baby?” he asks, smirking as the car stops at a red light. the red light illuminates his face, making him look even more attractive.

“hmm, you just look so good,” you giggle. he leans in for a kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth. you both laugh as toji speeds off after the sound of angry honks from behind.

toji’s phone rings loudly with multiple texts. you try not to glance at his phone, but it’s clear someone’s upset based on the volume of messages.

“ah, the boys are just cheerin’ for us,” he says quickly, trying to distract you. “by the way, ya wouldn’ mind if i grab some drinks with them afterward?”

“i wouldn’t mind. i have to get up early for work tomorrow anyway. go have fun,” you encourage, though you’re a bit sad he won’t be there when you fall asleep. he kisses your hand and whispers, “i love you,” before you arrive at the restaurant.

toji helps you out of the car, taking your hand and opening the door. “ladies first,” he says with a smile, making you giggle. the restaurant is bustling, with chatter and soft music filling the air.

the host leads you to a ‘U’ booth where toji can’t take his eyes off you. he tells you to order whatever you like and not to worry about the cost, loving to see you happy.

dinner was amazing, with flavorful food and delicious desserts. afterward, you head home, feeling the food coma setting in.

as toji drops you off, you don’t realize you’re already home until he wakes you gently. he chuckles at your confusion and makes sure you’re fully awake before heading back to his car. you watch him speed off, wondering why he’s eager to see his friends.

you head to the elevator, annoyed by the music playing through the speaker. once you’re in your suite, you lock the door, toss your keys aside, and head to your room to remove your makeup and get ready for bed.

⨯. ⁺ ✦ ⊹ . *

you suddenly wake up in the middle of the night, glancing at the clock on your nightstand. it reads 3:27 a.m., and toji still isn’t home. worry gnaws at your stomach as you rub your eyes and reach for your phone. the brightness stings your eyes as you unlock it, about to call him, when you hear the front door unlock. quickly, you put your phone back and pretend to be asleep.

toji carefully opens the door to your shared room, plugs in his phone, and undresses, tossing his clothes into the laundry bin by the bathroom door. your side of the bed faces the bathroom, and you watch him hurriedly strip out of his clothes. he turns on the bathroom light and closes the door slowly, the light spilling onto the floor as you hear the shower start.

there’s no way. 

no. 

you don't want it to be true. could he possibly… you nearly gag at the thought of him cheating. you don’t want your suspicions to be true.

fuck it.

you carefully get up from bed and tiptoe to the laundry bin. there, you see the white collar shirt he wore on your date. your heart sinks when you see it smudged with lipstick. that was definitely not your shade. you bring the shirt to your nose and inhale a familiar female perfume. your hands shake as your worst fears start to come true.

but how can you be sure? there’s no physical proof of him with another woman. maybe wine spilled on his shirt at the bar. yes. you start to fill your brain with excuses, feeling slightly better at the thought of his clumsiness.

you rush back to bed and pull the covers over your body, facing toji’s side, trying to fall back asleep. the delusional thoughts comfort you, but just as you shut your eyes, his phone dings.

your eyes snap open, and you see his phone brightly illuminating the dark room. everything in you wants to check it. this could be the evidence you need to confirm whether he’s cheating or not.

you carefully move to his side of the bed and reach for his phone, your heart racing. you would die if he caught you.

you tap his phone, and the texts pop up.

oh.

you gulp hard, feeling a lump in your throat. your hands get sweaty, and you feel paralyzed.

nala ♡ - now

baby u get home yet? text me backkkk

nala ♡ - 1 minute ago 

i alr miss u so fuckin much :(((

nala ♡ - 3 minutes ago

look how wet she still isss

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tears blur your vision as you place his phone back. he finishes his shower, and you turn away, silently crying into your pillow. you feel utterly betrayed by the man you thought loved you and by your best friend.

memories flood back of past relationships that were always shitty. they never treated you right, only used you, never wanting to know the real you. and the only person who was there for you through all your breakups and heartaches was nala.

but toji. as cliché as it sounds, he was different than all your exes. he took the time to know you, made everything about you. and now, this.

the weight of betrayal crushes you, making it hard to breathe. you silently sob, feeling more alone than ever.

⨯. ⁺ ✦ ⊹ . * 

your alarm blares loudly, but you just stare at the ceiling. you haven’t slept a single hour after what you witnessed. you hoped it was a nightmare, but sadly, it’s your reality. at 5 a.m., you informed your boss you wouldn’t be coming in because of an emergency.

you could fucking kill them both.

you glance at toji, deep in slumber, small snores escaping his mouth. cheating bastard, you think.

rising from bed, you grab his phone and send a text to nala.

come over in a few hours, i got the home to myself.

you place his phone down and turn to walk away, but her crazy ass responds within seconds.

nala ♡

of course ;)

while waiting for nala to arrive and toji to wake up, you prepare coffee and a nice hot breakfast. despite wanting to scream and cry, you want toji to think everything’s normal.

“smells good, baby,” his deep, raspy voice comes from behind you. perfect timing, you think. “you didn’t go to work today?” he asks as he walks closer. you turn around and fix him a plate. his face softens at your puffy eyes.

“sweetheart, what’s wrong?” he asks, cupping your face. you feel like crying into his arms, knowing he could make you feel better, but anger rushes in, knowing his betrayal. “allergies,” you coldly say, handing him the plate. he moves to the living room couch, already knowing you’re lying.

a loud knock echoes through the room. you smile internally, knowing nala is behind the door and toji has no idea. you walk to the door, preparing yourself not to cry in front of them.

“nala! what are you doing here?” you say, emphasizing her name. her smile drops to horror in a second. toji chokes on his food, trying to focus on the tv but failing. he turns and sees nala. their eyes widen as you stand there innocently.

“come in, i just made some breakfast,” you say, moving to welcome her inside. she stiffly walks in, eyes glued to toji. “i-i should really go, i-uhm,” she stutters, but you shut the door behind her.

nala awkwardly walks to the kitchen, on edge. you hand her a plate and tell her to join toji in the living room. she sits on the couch opposite him as you stand, watching their body language.

“how long,” you shakily say. your mini facade of being tough and clueless vanishes. nala fidgets badly, and toji stops chewing.

“w-what?” nala says, tears forming in her eyes.

“how long have you t-two been going behind my back?” you feel a harsh lump in your throat, telling yourself not to cry.

nala bursts into tears, continuously apologizing. she covers her face as toji sits stunned.

“how long, nala,” you shout, tears threatening to spill. you walk closer to her. she sobs uncontrollably as toji begins to ache for her.

“how long!”

“calm down,” toji says, moving to comfort her. your eyes twitch.

there’s no fucking way.

“are you serious? you fuck her once and now you forget who your girlfriend is?” you shakily say as nala cries more. “did all that planning for yesterday mean nothing to you?” tears fall down your cheeks. nala mumbles something you can’t catch.

“i-i planned it a-all for you,” she says. “‘m so sorry,” she pleads. everything was a lie. toji never loved you; he always loved nala. he didn’t even know it was your one-year anniversary until nala brought it up and begged her to plan everything.

“how long?” you plead, looking into toji’s eyes. he looks down, cradling nala.

“seven months,” he says. you and nala sob even more.

you feel weak as you nod at him, grabbing your phone and car keys. nala’s cries echo through your ears. you grab a jacket and slam the front door, crying your way to the elevator. your breathing quickens as you realize your entire relationship and friendship were lies. everyone probably knows, and you’re the last to find out.

what hurts even more is toji not comforting you. you’re supposed to be comforted, not her.

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Headcannons: Milf!abby anderson x reader (part 2)

Part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4

☆ Milf Abby who tries really hard to talk to you but you’re making it so fucking difficult.

☆ Milf Abby who tries calling, texting, literally all forms of communication but you leave her on read and you don’t even pick up.

☆ Milf Abby who’s frustrated but she knows she deserves it.

☆ Milf Abby who wakes up one morning to see you sent her a text.

With shaky hands she clicked on the message. The simple text read 4 words:

“me, you this Friday?”

Abby blinked, and she sat in silence for a while.

Holy shit this was happening.

She responded with a simple “ok ill pick you up at six”.

☆ Milf Abby who jumps up from her bed and yells “I got the girl!” But soon regrets it when Aubrey walks in and tells her to shut up.

☆ Milf Abby who was on cloud nine all week.

☆ Milf Abby who tells her coworkers about the pretty girl she’s going on a date with on Friday.

☆ Milf Abby who smiles at you, when she picks up Aubrey, and her heart feels like it could explode when you give her a little wave.

☆ Milf Abby who asks Aubrey what your favorite color is because she wants to wear an outfit in that color, because she read in an article it’ll increase her chances.

“C’mon baby tell me” Abby groaned.

“Give me chocolate first”

Abby’s jaw dropped.  “Aubrey its 9pm, you know you can’t eat chocolate at this time”

“No chocolate, no color”

Abby let out a sigh as she walked out of Aubrey’s room to her secret chocolate stash. She pulled out a chocolate bar, and she gave it to the little girl. Aubrey immediately opened the bar and she took a big bite.

“ok talk”

“she likes green” Aubrey spoke with a mouth full of chocolate.

☆ Milf Abby who takes her daughter to bed, and orders a custom suit in green.

☆ Milf Abby who goes to work the next day and finds out they hired someone new.

“Who is he?” she asked while looking at Nora.

“I don’t know man”

“as long as she doesn’t break my record”

Nora rolled her eyes “of course he won’t abs, you’ve won the most cases in this whole firm”

☆ Milf Abby who tenses when she sees who was hired.

☆ Milf Abby who felt sick when he walked towards her.

“hi I’m- “

“heaters dad”

“Yeah” he chuckled “my name is actually Jason”

“I’m Abby”

The air was tense.

“what do you want dude” Abby said irritated.

“Look are you and the new teacher together?” He asked. Abby felt her eye twitch at his question.

“It’s none of your business”

☆ Milf Abby who thought her week was ruined, but when she got home her suit had arrived.

☆ Milf Abby who almost pees herself on Friday morning because today is the day.

☆ Milf Abby who takes the day off to get away from Jason and to relax.

☆ Milf Abby who spends hours on Pintrest to look for the perfect hairstyle.

☆ Milf Abby who’s ready by 3 in the afternoon.

☆ Milf Abby who asks Aubrey and her dad how she looks before she walks out.

“So how do I look?” she watched her dad smile at her.

“you look perfect Abby”

“now go get your girl!” she heard Aubrey yell.

☆ Milf Abby who made you a bracelet, and flowers out of paper.

☆ Milf Abby who sees Jason’s car outside the school.

☆ Milf Abby whose heart shatters when she hears your conversation.

“I’m going on a date with Abby” she heard your voice.

“Isn’t she too old for you? She’s in her 40s isn’t she?”

“what does age have to with anything?”

“she’s old”

yeah she was.

fuck, Abby knew too old. She didn’t even stay to listen to the conversation.

Abby ran out the school and she sobbed in her car. She should’ve know this would never work.

If only she stayed behind to hear how you defended her. If only she waited for you.

☆ Milf Abby who came home crying.

“Mommy what’s wrong- “Abby walked right past her daughter

“it’s ok let her go” she heard her dad say.

☆ Milf Abby who fell asleep crying.

☆ Milf Abby who wakes up with multiple texts from you.

“Hey where are you?”

“Abby?”

“are you ok?”

“I’m waiting for you”

“I’m home now”

“did you change your mind”

“Abby?”

With a shaky breath Abby blocked your number.

☆ Milf Abby who ignores your existence once again.

☆ Milf Abby who sees you smiling at her, but she just nods back at you.

☆ Milf Abby who tells you have no future together.

Aubrey climbed into the car, and before Abby could drive away she heard a knock on her window. It was you.

“Hey” Abby said after lowering the window.

“Hi Abby- “

“call me Mrs. Anderson” she watched as your face dropped.

You cleared your throat “I’m sorry Mrs. Anderson, I just wanted to ask what happened the other night?”

“I realized that this wasn’t going to work”

“why?”

“because you’re too young. I need someone more mature”

“Oh”

Abby could feel the sadness radiating off you.

“You should go for someone your own age”

“Ok Mrs. Anderson, I understand. Thank you for your time”

☆ Milf Abby who feels bad after her daughter calls her stupid.

☆ Milf Abby who makes a realization by the help of her daughter.

“You made my teacher sad”

“Aubrey I don’t care stop telling me- “

“you do care. I see the way you look at her” Abby sighed at her daughter’s answers.

She does care. She downloaded social media to stalk you. She stared learning internet slang for you.

“Heathers dad said that he wants to ask her on a date-”

“what?”

“I heard him say that he’s going to ask her out but then I said no because you wanted to go on a date with her”

Then it clicked.

He was there that day to cause trouble.

fuck.

He wanted to get into Abby’s head. And he did. He started working at Abby’s law firm to watch her. To figure out her moves. Her weaknesses.

He must’ve heard her and Nora talk about the age gap. She made a mistake.

☆ Milf Abby who runs to unblock your number and calls you.

☆ Milf Abby who felt like she could cry when you didn’t pick up.

☆ Milf Abby who whimpers your name when you eventually pick up the phone.

“what do you want Mrs. Anderson?”

“No look I made a mistake, please listen- “

“you can’t keep doing this….You say you like me then you ghost me- I’m sick of your shit Abby”

“look I heard Jason say that you deserve someone younger- “

“well maybe I do”

Abby went quite at that.

You spoke up again: “I need someone who’s mature, someone who can communicate but what do I know Abby I’m immature, am I not? Because apparently you know what that maturity means”

“Please” she sighed.

“Please I’m begging you” Abby begged again.

The line went quite for a while.

“Come to my class tomorrow so we can talk”

☆ Milf Abby who goes to work the next day and she goes to Jason’s office.

☆ Milf Abby who confronts him, and almost beats the shit out of him when he calls her a grandma.

☆ Milf Abby who gets into trouble but it was worth it.

☆ Milf Abby who goes to your class later that day.

She watched as you sat behind your desk. “Sit” you commanded and she did.

☆ Milf Abby who tells you the whole story.

“sorry won’t cut it Abby, you said the same thing the last time”

“Just because he said that doesn’t mean you have the right to ghost me”

“I’m sorry”

“Look just one more chance please”

“why should I trust you?”

“because I’m me”

You rolled your eyes at Abby’s response.

Abby reached out to grab your head, and your head snapped in the direction of you interlocked fingers.

“words mean nothing” you spoke.

“just trust me please and-” but before she could finish you leaned in to kiss her.

It was slow, passionate, and it was filled with so much love. Abby pulled away, only to get up and walk to side of the desk where you sat. She went on knees and she and put her hands on your waist. The two of you started at each other.

“Fuck” she breathed before you kissed her again.

☆ Milf Abby who jumps up when she heard Aubrey yell “ew!”

☆ Milf Abby who was really embarrassed.

☆ Milf Abby who turned as red as a tomato, she felt like a teenager being caught in the act.

“Why did you go on your knees?” you asked, still heavily breathing.

“it’s a way of showing submission” she shrugs.

“I’m trying to show you that you have me, despite our age difference” Abby explained.

“I’d let you do anything to me” she confessed.

☆ Milf Abby who goes home that night and smile the whole time.

☆ Milf Abby who keeps touching her lips, because yours were there.

☆ Milf Abby who apologizes to Aubrey for seeing such an act.

“It’s ok” the little girl reassured her.

“Now go get her before Heathers dad does”

☆ Milf Abby who shows up to school the next day to bring you lunch.

☆ Milf Abby who spells out the words “May i be your girlfriend?” with different fruit in the lunch box. All you did was smile at the sight.

☆ Milf Abby who was chewing her nails, waiting for your response.

“This is very romantic Anderson” you spoke. She watched as you but the lunch box on the table, you walked towards her.

“Get on your knees Abby” and she did so immediately.

“Why?” she asked while being on her knees.

“you’re too tall, I can’t kiss you when you’re standing”

The two of you shared a quick kiss.

“So is it a yes?” Abby asked, her lips inches away from yours.

“Yeah”

“Fuck yes” she breathed as she got up, picking you up and placing you on your desk. The two of you shared another kiss before you pulled away.

“Promise me something”

“What?”

“No more ghosting”

“yes ma’am”

“you’ll tell me if you feel insecure”

“yes”

“and one more thing Abby”

“what?”

“you aren’t too old for me. I like my women mature” you added as you wrapped your arms around her neck. Abby chuckled.

☆ Milf Abby who wanted to kiss you again before she heard your daughter yell “fucking finally” as she stood at the door.

“Who taught you that word?”

“grandpa did”

“of course he did”

☆ Milf Abby who was the happiest women ever, since that moment.

☆ Milf Abby who knew you were the one.

☆ Milf Abby who already goes wedding ring shopping and who plans your future together despite only dating you for 2 days at that point.  

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Everything is Not As it Seems - Part 3!

Summary: You’ve been abducted, and the inner circle have to find you as quickly as possible.

Author’s note: Part three baby!! There will be one last part, I really just want to draw out the ending a bit.

(Part 1) (Part 2)

Rhys’s words ring in your ears.

“No that’s not.. that’s not… possible.” You say, thinking about the past month with Azriel. “I’m really good at seeing through glamours, I would have seen.. I would have seen something.”

You back away from them, not knowing what to think. Was this some cruel joke? Some initiation as Azriel’s bride-to-be? Some payback for the two of you keeping them from wedding planning?

Feyre grabs your hands, removing the bracelets and rings from your wrists and fingers. “We believe Eris had Hybern custom make these, to block out your power. We also think he put faebane in your food to keep your powers down.” She pauses, keeping a hold on your hands, gently stroking them with her thumbs. “We also think the faebane was laced to make you more accepting of things - so you wouldn’t question too much.”

Feyre speaks to you so softly, so gently. She knows what it’s like to be disillusioned from the one you love most, but she can’t begin to understand how embarrassed and used you feel.

You look between the two of them, not knowing what to believe. Why would they lie to you? Then again, why would Eris go through all this trouble to marry you?

“I think seeing these might help,” Rhysand replies, pulling out a massive stack of opened envelopes. They were all addressed to you from Eris. “None of them say much - mostly just pleasantries, asking how you are, that sort of thing.” Rhysand hands the stack to you, “but he’s been sending them weekly for a few years now. They stopped arriving the week you were taken.”

“I’m gonna be sick,” you tell Feyre, and Rhys winnows you into your bathroom. You spend the next several hours vomiting, the two of them at your side as you process this.

The entire time you begin to tell them things in-between waves of nausea. They find out you haven’t seen anyone else in the time you’ve been captive, other than seeing the occasional servants and wedding planner. It seems Eris kept you a well-hidden secret.

You tell them about how Eris saw you every day, sleeping in your bed every night. He ate dinner with you every night, telling you how much he adored you. He spoke of his excitement for your wedding, your future children, when you realize something.

“I could never say his name.” You whisper, as you lean against the porcelain toilet, “I would try to call him Azriel but it would never come out.”

You stare at the wall in the bathroom, still digesting that none of it was real. “It all felt so real,” you whisper, the admission making your heart ache. “I feel like a fool.”

“Mother above,” Cassian says, standing in the doorway, a mixture of horror and anger overtaking his features. “I’ll kill him,” he says, coming to wrap you in his arms. He sits down on the ground next to you, letting you crawl into his lap. You wrap your arms around his neck, and just sob.

“Does he know?” you choke out later on, voice hoarse from crying and vomiting and your voice muffled from burying your face in Cassian’s neck. The question had been at the forefront of your mind, but fear keeping it from your lips.

“No, he just knows you were engaged.” Rhys replies, his tone betraying the cool exterior he’s trying to show. Truthfully, all of your friends were heartbroken at this event, heartbroken knowing that they’d bring you home, but that you would never be the same again. Heartbroken that this might keep you and Azriel away from each other.

“I can’t see him,” your voice barely a whisper, “at least not yet. I- it’s - too embarrassing,” you say, looking away from your friends, but still seeing a sliver of pity cross all of their faces at your words.

-

Azriel had no idea why Rhysand wouldn’t let him visit you, going so far as someone always being on post outside if your door. It was, quite frankly, starting to piss him off. All he wanted was to see you, to make sure you’re okay. As okay as you can be, in these circumstances. He hadn’t even caught a glimpse of you, for mother’s sake.

Not catching sight of you was the only thing keeping him from tearing Eris limb from limb. He just needed to catch a glimpse, then he could tear Eris apart.

Azriel had kept shadows posted to watch the guard change outside your door, and, although he isn’t proud of it, maybe he laced his brother’s meal with some sedatives so he would fall asleep at post outside your door.

Azriel slips into your room, quietly shutting the door behind him, trying not to disturb Cassian slumped outside of your door. He comes to sit in the chair next to where your head lays, waiting for you to wake.

-

“I do,” he says.

“You may now kiss the bride,” the officiant tells you two. He pulls back your veil, his beautiful hazel eyes turning quickly into amber, his features sharpening. He laughs, the sound dissonant across your ears.

“Oh little fox, if only there was a little shadowsinger who loved you.” Azriel began, his hair turning bright red, his skin paling, his wings shrinking. “It’s too late for that love story, but now ours can truly begin.”

“Eris?” You ask, as the male before you has shifted completely. “Where’s- what happened to Azriel?”

He puts his hands around your face, “he was never here,” and he leans in, kissing you.

You jolt awake, breathing heavy at the dream. You start taking in the room, and someone’s sitting in the chair next to your bed, his wings ducking to appear smaller.

“No no no,” you say, scooting away from him. You look down, seeing the black bed sheets, your black nightgown, and you stop. You look around the room, breathing heavy.

Azriel hears you muttering, “I’m in the night court, I’m here, this is real,” on a loop before he hesitantly approaches.

Your breath hitches, and you hold out a hand, stopping him in place. Your hand is shaking, gods what happened to you? “Tell me something only the real Azriel would know.” You say, with pure conviction on your face, despite the tremors across your body.

He pauses, considering this. “On solstice this past year, Rhys won the annual snowball fight. Cass and I think he cheated, but we have no proof.”

You let your guard down a little. “You’re here right now, visiting me, Azriel. You’re Azriel, spymaster, shadowsinger, my friend. Real or not real?”

Azriel didn’t think his heart could break more, but he just heard it shatter again. What did Eris do to you?

“Real,” he states, hoping that’s the right answer.

He realizes that you can’t keep eye contact with him, but you keep looking at his forehead.

He cautiously sits on the bed, a few feet away from you, extending a hand if you wanted to take it. The nature of your relationship was incredibly friendly, the two of you often seeking out the other’s touch, whether it’s holding hands, an arm around your shoulder, or even late night cuddles. You two have always been incredibly honest and open with each other, which is why Azriel starts speaking.

“I’m glad you’re home.”

And the sob that tears from you pierces his soul.

“Az-“ you choke out, “I have to tell you something. I don’t want to tell you, but I have to.”

He watches you, looking like a cornered animal, afraid that he’d pounce on you the moment he saw an opening.

“Eris, uh,” you say, pausing when you hear Azriel’s growl at the name, “wanted me to marry him.”

You look down at your hands, trying to extend the moment for as long as possible, because everything will change. It’s not just the pain of the rejection that will hurt, but you know Azriel. He’s always so soft with you, and the softness he’ll use to let you down gently will feel like a stab to the heart.

“To get me to do that, he uh. He changed his form,” you say, hands shaking, not wanting to tell him this. “He glamoured himself into someone that I would marry. Someone I wouldn’t question why we had to get married so quickly.”

Azriel was following along, afraid of what you were going to tell him, who you would possibly marry in less than two months given the option.

“We stayed in a cottage I own in Autumn, I haven’t been there in decades, I should have seen a connection, but I didn’t.” You take a large inhale, hoping the words will come out strong and steady. Rip off the bandaid, you think.

“Eris glamoured himself into you, because he knew I’d say yes. He glamoured himself into you because he knew I wouldn’t question a fast engagement and I would marry you, no hesitation.”

Azriel reaches a hand out onto your calf, trying to ground himself in anyway possible. His breath hitches, hoping he isn’t mistaking your words.

“You would marry… me?”

You nod timidly, embarrassment shining through. “I almost did,” you squeak out.

“But that wasn’t me!” It’s a sentiment you’re familiar with now, but it still stings. You physically flinch, your worst fears coming to the surface.

“But I thought it was! Now I have all of these fake memories of a relationship with you that never happened!” Your voice starts getting louder, “I feel so embarrassed! He played me like a fiddle! It’s so obvious how in love with you I am someone pretended to be you and I fell for it! If Feyre didn’t come when she did, I’d be married to Eris right now!” You pause, your voice going soft when you say, “I’m so blinded by you, that I never once thought to question it. I’m embarrassed because I know you don’t feel that way for me, but I fell for the illusion anyway.”

The tears were streaming down your face, now. Azriel was frozen at this admission. The words he so desperately wanted to hear, but not in the context he wanted them. He was stuck in his own thoughts when he heard you say, “can you please leave now? I’ve been uh humiliated enough these past few months, I don’t need it furthered by watching you contemplate how to let me down gently.”

“Sweetheart, I-“

Rhys barges in the room, having heard the commotion. He starts speaking mind to mind with Azriel, telling him to leave or he’ll make him leave. Azriel wants to listen to his high lord, but he quickly grabs your hands and tells you, “I would have fallen for the same trap. No matter the warning bells or questionable signs, you could ask me to marry you right now and I’d find a priestess.” He paused, about to leave, “if you want to call yourself a fool for falling for it, you’d have to call me a fool as well. You could hold a dagger to my heart, and I would say yes.”

Rhys’s power over Azriel finally won out, Azriel’s form folding into this shadow. Now that he got access in, he left a few shadows to keep you company and to send for him when you want to talk again.

Rhys comes over to you, and holds you while you cry. “Rhys, I don’t know what’s real anymore.”

[koolades-world]

More Obey me! Headcannons

had so much fun last time I wanted to do it again

Satan is so smart, but has issues doing basic math and refuses to admit it, like he can’t figure out fifteen plus seven without his fingers or a calculator (is this me projecting? maybe)

Belphie bought himself and Mc matching house slippers. Mc thought Beel felt left out and made Belphie buy a pair for him too

Beel has a huge green thumb, and takes upon himself to save plants he thinks are sad or lonely. He buys the dying plants from the store to bring back to life (partially inspired by the chat where someone, forgot who, told beel that if he talked to plants they would grow faster my precious baby)

Lucifer is the best cook at the HoL, but rarely has time to cook. Beel is the second best but usually eats the ingredients before he can make anything with them. Mammon is probably the worst because Levi can make food from animes almost perfectly

Asmo once almost set a store he was collaborating with on fire with his rage alone because they spelt his name wrong

Beel probably needs a new toothbrush every couple weeks. Belphie probably gets toothbrushes mixed up and uses ones that aren’t his

Lucifer and Solomon like prune juice haha old men

The one thing Luke and Simeon have seriously disagreed on is if raisins belong in dessert. Michael likes them, so Luke does too. Simeon thinks they’re awful but never directly says it, so Lucifer usually says it for him

Despite always being online, Levi had not once checked his RAD email. He has 9,999+ emails, probably a lot more because 9,999 is where it stops counting

Mammon collects cool rocks and keeps them in a box under his bed

Satan’s hands are always freezing, so he sticks them under Mc (or a cat) when possible, or uses a charmed hot water bottle from Solomon that stays warm for days at a time

Solomon and Asmo have had matching bracelet sets for as long as they’ve known each other, and since they didn’t make them anymore, they got some custom done for Mc so they could also have them

For about 1,000 years, Thirteen though jelly beans were an actual kind of bean and Solomon never let her let it go

The first food Mc and Mammon ate on a date in the human world together was Taiyaki, so he made it a point to learn how to make them to surprise Mc (even though he’s a terrible cook) (I might make this a fic since I like this idea so much)

Diavolo has always wanted a Devildom version of a hamster but Barbatos refused to have any kind of rodent in the castle, rat or not

Luke probably downloads those stupid app games with the ads unironically

Satan’s favorite Disney Princess is Ariel because she ran off to do what she wanted without caring what her father thought, it’s giving daddy issues. He’s probably considered running off and marrying Mephisto to make Lucifer angry

Raphael unironically enjoys off brand chips and soda

Lucifer is a nail biter, and Asmo is helping him curve the habit by putting a nasty tasting top coat when he does his nails, and it’s also why he wears gloves all the time.

Belphie and Satan once went up to the humans world together to mess with people in Salem, Massachusetts with magic, which spawned several conspiracy theory books. They read them together and laugh as a past time

Diavolo once went to the human world in his demon form for,, reasons, and accidentally got written into ancient mythology because he got spotted by humans

Barbatos had a home garden for cooking and sometimes lets Asmo have leaves from some of the plants to make homemade skin care products

Mammon probably has lots of earwax. Don’t share your earbuds with him unless you make him clean them afterwards

Belphie has a really large water bottle that’s always on his side table. He wakes up randomly though the night, chugs an ungodly amount of water and then passed out again. In the mornings he has to piss really bad but is too lazy to get up and actually do it, so he just sits and complains. Even Beel isn’t sure how he’s able to drink that much water in a short amount of time

Satan likes waking up early to enjoy the morning air and read outside for a while since mornings can get hectic with his brothers

Thirteen’s favorite torture device is the Iron Maiden. She had her own that she bedazzled. Even Asmo is jealous and wants her to make him one too

Mammon introduced Diavolo to Gatorade, and instead of sneaking behind Lucifer and Barbatos’s backs to drink Demonus, they have secret Gatorade meetings

Diavolo and Lucifer definitely both had a hidden Dialuci stash of things and probably clash trying to collect limited edition things online

None of the Obey me cast took birthdays or passing of years seriously until Mc entered the picture and suddenly time was precious, and they actually kept track. Because of this, nobody is really sure how old the twins are

Mephisto thinks roosters want world domination

Asmo thinks cilantro tastes like soap and Levi thinks anything cola flavored tastes like cough medicine

Mammon's favorite party trick is one Mc taught him, which is rolling his tongue Everyone he meets, including his brothers, thinks it's so cool when really it's just a genetic thing

[twstfanblog]

Because I wanna talk about this event in the Brothel AU.

Cheka does find Leona before the rest of the Kingscholar family. Leona was actually on pretty good terms with his brother because they were in a healthy competition for the crown instead of his brother just being heir by birthright. The tipping point was the fact Farena had a child before Leona did and their dad named him heir.

While Leona bowed out with grace, his supporters weren't so willing. Once Cheka was born, he was the target of a number of assassination attempts and kidnappings. Leona stuck around for a few years, protecting Cheka and publically endorsing his brother's rule, but the attempts kept happening. Leona makes the choice to fully disappear, his brother doesn't even know his plan. With him completely out of the picture, Leona's supporters don't have any real leverage anymore and are fully labeled as traitors to the crown. And while the attempts STOPPED, Leona couldn't risk popping back in and everything starting over. So he leaves the Sunset Savanah entirely.

As of now, he lives comfortably in the Brothel and all he had to do was pierce his nipples. Sam gives him news on his family since the merchant travels so much. What Sam DOESN'T TELL HIM, is in an effort to find Leona, Farena is touring various nations to introduce himself as the future king of the sunset savana (while royal guards search the city with a fine comb).

Cheka, a child, wants to help. So he sneaks away from his babysitter and roams around the city trying to find his uncle that he barely remembers. He finds Crewel's brothel, not knowing it's a brothel, and goes in.

He tugs on the back of Vil's kimono, and once Vil looks down at him, Cheka asks him if he can have juice; he's been walking all day, and he's tired.

Vil:

So Vil puts this like 5yo up in a guest room and gets him a jug of their finest grape juice. They"re having nice conversation. Cheka is telling Vil all about how blue and yellow make green, but you can make a Blue-Green if you add more blue. But it has to be the right shade of blue-

Vil interrupts this stimulating talk to ask Cheka about his bracelet, he's never seen one like it. Which is a lie. He's seen the exact same one only bigger; it's the one piece of jewelry Leona refuses to give up even though he's agreed with Vil on it being gaudy. Cheka is now talking at length about how it's a bracelet showing his royal status as a prince, it used to be his uncle's when he was little! And now Cheka is sad because he hasn't seen his uncle in a long while, he misses him...

Vil:

Vil: Hmmm...what's your uncle's name?

Cheka: Um...Leona? My dad says his name is Leona. But I always called him Unca, because I was a baby and couldn't say my L's good, I can say them really good now!

Vil: You can! I may be able to help you if I can borrow your bracelet.

Cheka really doesn't want to. But he might be able to see his uncle...so he gives Vil his bracelet and agrees to wait.

Vil puts his acting skills to use and rushes to find Leona telling him a customer just came in demanding to see him.

Leona, of course, couldn't care less until Vil nervously shows him the bracelet. Vil tells Leona they gave it to him and said that Leona would know where it came from. Leona snatches the bracelet and rushes to the room ready to murder who he could only think kidnapped his nephew. Only to slam the door open and see a lone 5yo drinking grape juice from a sake cup.

Cheka:

Leona:

Cheka:...Un...Unca?

Leona:

Leona lets out the biggest sigh and just picks Cheka up: Of course you'd be the one to hunt me down...

Cheka starts crying and attaches himself to Leona for hugs and cuddling.

[psychesalcove]

(COME ON, COME ON) 2 OF HEARTS, 2 HEARTS THAT BEAT AS ONE

↳ PIPER MCLEAN X GN!READER ”

GENERAL ROMANTIC HEADCANONS

requested: yes, from anon

a/n: My fav nepo baby piper 😔

ᝰ piper literally loves you so much its not even funny

ᝰ you two go to whole foods and trader joes every Sunday to restock your dorm kitchen

ᝰ shes constantly having you try her new drinks that she saw on her tiktok feed

ᝰ you two went to the zoo for her birthday, her fav area was definitely the giraffes

ᝰ and when you were there she had you take loads of photos of her & you with animals

ᝰ she'll also constantly ask if her outfits look good

ᝰ and she buys the two of you matching everything

ᝰ necklaces, bracelets, rings, t-shirts, you name it

ᝰ you helped her design new shirts for the aphrodite cabin bc all of them hate the orange color shirt

ᝰ and you guys are literally the cutest at the camp fire, cuddling and giggling with each other

ᝰ when the two of you aren't in your dorm, and at camp, you'll always sneak into her cabin for bed, and vise versa

ᝰ you have been caught multiple times by Chrion(STOP I FORGOT HOW TO SPELL HIS NAME AND IM TOO LAZY TO CHECK) , but piper uses her excuse of being apart of the 7 to get away with it

ᝰ you guys went to build a bear for your 1st year anniversary

ᝰ and I would like to think that piper asked you to be her partner on valentines day, so when you go you get those stuffies with hearts

ᝰ and you do those custom noise things in the stuffies to 😔

ᝰ she'll also compliment you 24/7

ᝰ I mean, you're her partner, she just wants to show how much she loves and adores you

ᝰ she also def has a heart locket with a photo of you guys inside of it

ᝰ and she refuses to take it off, she wears it when she showers, during capture the flag, on quests, and going to bed

ᝰ I also headcanon that she always has a pink glitter pen on her, so she'll constantly be drawing little stars and hearts on your hands, arms, and legs

ᝰ SMOOTHIE DATES!! extra points if there's a patio you guys can sit out on (she also always orders sm with strawberries fight me if you think otherwise🥰)

ᝰ another thing I headcanon ab piper is that she's doing a fashion degree, so she'll use you as her model for a lot of clothes she makes

ᝰ ALSO!! when you two are at camp, sometimes you'll leave the camp fire early to go back to one of your cabins and then have a dance party

ᝰ Taylor swift is def on the playlist she plays for you guys (mainly 1989 and lover)

ᝰ you also get to help her decorate her car with a bunch of stuff she bought at dollar tree

ᝰ she says it was for experience and not quality

ᝰ she also tells you Cherokee tales her dad told her before you fall asleep

ᝰ she of course tries to go for the less scary ones (she sometimes tells you scary ones so you cuddle her more that night

[anton-luvr]

can you please write seunghan as a boyfriend for the 400 event? ilysm

# HIM AS YOUR BOYFRIEND ; SEUNGHAN edition.

⚝ bf!seunghan x gn!reader | fluff & suggestive | bf au ⚝ note ; im so sorry for how long this took anon but here u go!!!! hope u like it and ilyt!

definitely the sweetest and most romantic guy you'll ever meet

treats everyone around him with so much love and care

and that's what attracted you at first

but once you get to know seunghan more and start dating him, there is so much more to fall in love with <3

he's so good at communication!!

in arguments, he keeps his cool and tries to be rational and talk it out

always tries to see the problem from your perspective so he can understand you better

even when he reaches his boiling point, he'll tell you really calmly that he needs some space and that the conversation should be continued after the both of you have calmed down

and it always works out better when the both of you do that :D

doesn't hesitate to admit his mistakes and apologizes for them

will work hard to change himself for the better and for you <3

seunghan is completely loyal

keeps conversation and interactions as little as he can with his female friends

but not to the point where he's like "ew don't talk to me i have a girlfriend >:("

he's a respectful gentleman!!!

he just keep things short and simple and at a reasonable distance :]

if anyone was to ever try to hit on him, he would tell them immediately that he's taken

how would he tell them?

he'll tell them nicely 'oh im taken, sorry!'

and then proceed to show off his phone wallpaper of you, the promise ring you got for each other, the matching bracelet you got for him, the initial of your first name stitched on to the back pocket of his jeans

he'll even go to the extent of getting a custom 'i love my girlfriend' shirt made with one of your pictures printed on it <3

he's beyond affectionate and thoughtful :(

presses quick kisses on your cheeks on the subway home

interlaces his hand with yours while you walk across the street

cuddles you at night as he falls asleep, arms wrapped warmly around your back with his head resting on your arm

keeps an arm around your waist protectively when you're out in public

calls you his 'pretty baby' and 'gorgeous goddess' whenever he can because why not? <3

researches into skincare to help you buy the right selfcare goods according to your skin type

all paid by him, of course :p

remembers your orders at almost every restaurant

will not hesitate to help you get your food changed when the waiter messes up your order

comes up with the most personalized and sweetest gifts ever

handwritten love letters in a blue envelope, your favorite color

handmade jewelry in silver because you prefer it over gold

bouquets of flowers he made himself, ignoring the pain of being scratched by thorns and prickles because your happiness is all that matters to him :(

so sweet in bed too

he always takes it slow and soft, using the opportunity to once again to tell you just how much he loves you

showers you in compliments, encouraging and praising you throughout the whole thing

leaves the prettiest marks on your neck to remind everyone that you're his >//<

there are days where he's rather rough, but that doesn't happen without plenty of kisses and mumbles of 'i love you's

takes care of you so well afterwards

runs you a bath, makes you a quick snack, makes sure you rehydrate before falling asleep in his arms

© anton-luvr, 2023.

taglist: @wonbons @mxlly143 @keehobaldboy @shawyle @yenart

[megistusdiary]

here's a thirst for yelan's birthday: gifting her cute matching blue restraints (collar, handcuffs, gag, etc) to see her reaction and if she'd get flustered >:) bonus points if it's semi public (but hidden out of view)

-👻

i am so sorry, happy belated birthday, yelan

(suggestive themes utc - tw sub!yelan)

"what's all this?" yelan asks when you lift up a stack of prettily wrapped gift boxes. her head tilts as she takes the weight off your arms.

"for your birthday! i know i missed it because of my trip to fontaine, but i want you to know how important your birthday is to me." you smile at her and she returns the expression.

"you already got me this nice dinner." she reaches across the table to hold your hand. "and, besides, i've got you. that's a gift in itself." she cheekily responds, and you lightly swat her arm when she sets the boxes off to the side. "so, am i going to get to see why you didn't invite anyone else to my birthday dinner?" she asks, leaning down towards you.

"well, before that." you cough. "open the ones on top." you point to the ones with white bows. as she opens them, her smile brightens when she sees the gifts. a new blanket, a bottle of her favorite perfume, the lipstick she always wears, and a beautiful set of earrings.

and although she's most grateful, the other boxes are calling to her. she inches closer, tearing the wrapping paper off to reveal something that has her quickly covering the box.

"what- what in morax's name are you thinking?" she gasps, a blush blooming across her cheeks.

you smirk, leaning your head onto your palm cutely. "what? is the color off?"

she can't believe how nonchalant you are in a place like this!

"baby... you just wrapped up... handcuffs for my birthday." she whispers.

you scoff. "actually, i had them custom made to look like your bracelet. and the other... things are the same to match. you don't like them?"

she breathes heavily, looking down at the still wrapped items. "they're... for me?"

"who else is gonna look so cute all tied up on our bed later?" you mumble, nearly garnering the attention of another table.

she's as red as a tomato now, hiding the boxes back under the table and covering her face.

"let me see your face, birthday girl." you coo, making her look up at you. "come on, finish your food. i'm ready to play."

your giggle has her shivering, uncharacteristically following your orders like a good puppy on the leash you hold.

[kitten4sannie]

bestie help i can’t stop thinking about fucking older! ateez 😭😭😭 like iMAGINE 50-something year old san or yeosang (or san AND yeosang…👀👀) the way they’d be kinda cocky because of their success when they were younger (and their /experiences/ when they were younger) HHHH and they’d treat y/n like their little princess and when they fuck you theyd be like “does this pretty baby just need a cock inside her little pussy SO bad that she’s willing fuck an old guy like me?“ and girl u KNOW they’re both gonna be buff as FUCK by that age i- i need to stop myself

holy fuck i love you for sending this ask like i am REELING you have no idea 😭😭 i almost went insane typing this out like i am down astronomically for dilf ateez esp older ateez like okay sure 30 year old san/yeo would be fine af but 50 YEAR OLD SAN/YEO??? SIGN ME THE FUCK UP 💳💥💳💥 so yeah i ended up writing an entire fic and i know this wasn’t technically a request but i just had to 😭i dedicate the following to you bestie so i hope i did it justice 🖤

𝙰 𝙲𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚠

Older! San x Fem! Reader x Older! Yeosang

Genre: smut 

W.C: 3.6k 

Summary: San and Yeosang visit your place of work, hoping to unwind after another long day of being incredibly rich and powerful. 

Warnings: reader is in her early 20s, aged up! san/yeo, dom! san, soft dom! yeo, sansang, brief olfactophilia, cigar smoking, alcohol usage, mentions of age difference, pet names, use of the names sir/Daddy, dirty talk, degradation, super brief masterbation, exhibitionism, voyeurism, fingering, oral (receiving), squirting, two instances of unprotected sex, spanking, hair pulling, creampie, kissing, multiple orgasms, overstimulation 

Song Recs: Planet Girl by Jooyoung feat. pH-1, Lost in the Fire by The Weeknd, Into It by Chase Atlantic, The Walls by Chase Atlantic

Masterlist

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You were working at your city’s local upscale cigar lounge when two of your favorite customers came in. Choi San and Kang Yeosang. Though they were both old enough to be your dad, they still were still infinitely hotter than most guys your age. And they knew it too.

As per usual, they were both dressed in fairly casual, but obviously luxury brand clothes. Gucci and YSL, from what you could recognize. You weren’t personally familiar with those brands, but you could tell just from being around the other (usually affluent) customers. Your eyes scanned them, watching them walk from the entrance over to the counter you were standing behind. They were wearing a fair amount of jewelry, the silver and gold accents of their necklaces and bracelets only serving to make the extent of their wealth just a little more obvious to anyone that was near them. Of course, you noticed the sleek buttoned loafers they had on as well, knowing those alone probably cost more than your rent. 

The wrinkles underneath their eyes appeared a little more prominent than usual, the both of them tired and ready to relax at the end of a busy day. San gave you a small wave, resting his hand down on the mahogany counter, his aromatic cologne making its way to your nose. It gave off strong accents of sandalwood, with hints of cinnamon coming through as well. 

“Welcome back, Mr. Choi. Mr. Kang. Your usual?”

San nodded his head, already pulling his leather wallet out of the back pocket of his black pleated trousers. You could tell that they were professionally tailored from the way they perfectly hugged his muscular thighs.

Two Cubans,” you started, already feeling like you were about to lose your cool, but forcing yourself to pull out a small cigar case and opening it up, pushing it in their direction for them to inspect. 

Yeosang stepped closer to the counter to pick up a cigar and make sure it was up to his standards, allowing you to smell his cologne of choice as well. Though it was similar to San’s in terms of it being able to turn you on, it had a much more gentle scent, giving off notes of citrus and lavender. “Forgetting something, dollface?” he questioned, his deep, silky voice permeating in your ears.

“And a bottle of scotch. Single malt,” you added, feeling an obvious knot already beginning to form inside your stomach. You reached for the bottle from the shelf behind you and set it down on the counter, along with an identical set of shot glasses.

“Anything else?” You twirled a lock of hair around your manicured finger and looked Yeosang up and down, who was already doing the same to you. You bit your lip, giving San a once over as well, who returned it with an even hungrier reaction. 

“It depends. Are you on the menu as well, sweetheart? I’d love to find out how you taste,” San questioned confidently in a low, but smooth tone, sliding his platinum credit card into your hand, his slender fingers drifting over yours. 

Yeosang elbowed his friend in the side, giving him a slight grimace. “Have you ever heard of being subtle?”

“Why be subtle when this works ten times faster?” San retorted, rolling his eyes, which prompted Yeosang to open his mouth like he was about to argue with him. 

Unable to ignore the aching in between your thighs, you found yourself giving into one of San’s various attempts at seducing you. Obviously, it was incredibly unprofessional of you, but you were at your wits’ end, unable to resist such a delicious offer.

“I’m…I’m actually off the clock in a little bit…if you two wanted to…you know…” you interrupted in a soft voice, paranoid that your manager would somehow catch wind of what was about to go down all the way from his office.

San and Yeosang exchanged glances, the both of them eventually sharing the same lewd smile.

“Put us down for one of the private rooms,” San informed, watching you press a few things on the screen of your work’s pos system and swipe his card through the reader, his dark eyes zoning in on how tightly your black long sleeve top fit on your body. “You’ll join us as soon as you get off, alright, baby?” 

“Of course, Mr. Choi,” you answered sweetly, handing the older man his card back, along with the key to the room. 

San shook his head slightly, putting the key and his wallet into his pocket, before wrapping his fingers around the neck of the bottle of scotch, passing the two shot glasses to Yeosang. Turning his attention back to you, he stated point-blank, “You’ll be addressing me as Daddy for the rest of the night. Now, let me hear you say it.” 

“Yes…” you started, peering over your shoulder to see if anyone was there, which no one was, thankfully. “Yes, Daddy.” San gave you a pleased smile, elbowing Yeosang just like he had done earlier. 

Yeosang added, “And you can address me as sir, pretty girl.” 

Your eyes flickered over to Yeosang’s brown ones, unconsciously wetting the corner of your lips with your tongue. “See you in a little bit, sir.” 

Yeosang slid a hand into one of his blazer pockets, looking back at you with a small smirk, picturing what you’d look like with his thumb in your mouth. “Don’t take too long, darling.” 

-

Knowing there weren’t cameras set up in the vip room for privacy reasons, you felt like you should be able to relax, but that simply wasn’t happening for you. It was most likely due to the fact that two insanely attractive men were sitting on the velvet couch opposite from you, sharing the strong liquor they had purchased and silently puffing on their cigars, all while undressing you with their eyes. 

“You’ve been thinking about doing this for a long time, haven’t you? Even though we’re thirty years your senior?” San leaned his back against the plush cushion behind him, resting a palm down onto one of his thighs.

“Mmm-hmm,” you nodded, despite gripping your knees so tightly your knuckles turned white, in search of some comfort, wondering if you were even capable of surviving this unbelievably arousing situation. 

“Nervous, baby?” San let out a soft chuckle, taking delight in your predicament, unlike his seasoned counterpart, who was already filling up a glass with the scotch and passing it in your direction.

“Ignore him. Have a drink and relax, okay? We can take things slow, fast, and everything in between. It’s up to you. We don’t even have to do this if you don’t want to,” Yeosang informed, noticing the way you shook your head and took a few gulps of the scotch.

“I want to do this. You two just make me really nervous cuz you’re so…so…” You couldn’t seem to finish your sentence, your mind too occupied with focusing on Yeosang, who had stood up and walked over to you, his elegant frame towering over your own. 

“I understand. Just be sure to let us know if you want us to stop.” Yeosang held the bottom of your chin and tilted it up, running his thumb along your bottom lip. “Nod your head for me, doll.” Once you did so, he hummed to himself. “Good girl,” he added, his words coming out like they were drenched in honey, slowly pushing his thumb past your parted lips.

You could’ve melted right then and then, the strong liquor inside your mostly empty stomach sending a pleasant warmth over the expanse of your body. “Mm,” you moaned softly, sucking on his thumb and looking up at him with half-closed eyes. 

“That’s it…” 

San tapped his cigar near the glass ashtray that was sitting on the small table between the couches, clearing his throat to get his friend’s attention. “Take off her clothes for me, Sangie,” he chimed lovingly, the vapor leaving his mouth, pleased with the sight of Yeosang smiling at him and pulling his thumb out of your mouth with a pop, so that he could pull your top off of you.

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“Harder. Finger yourself harder, baby. Yeah, just like that,” San groaned, lazily stroking his cock with one hand and still bringing his cigar up to his lips, taking a puff of it now and then. “Are you going to cum for us?”

You were sitting back against the seat with your legs spread, pushing your digits into your cunt as deep as you possibly could, your hand starting to cramp from how long you had been going at it. “I’m trying to, Daddy,” you responded, your tone rising in pitch near the end, tossing your head back from being on the cusp of your orgasm, but not quite getting there. 

“God, you’re so hot. Does your real dad know how much of a slut you are?”

“Uh-uh.” Feeling more pain in your hand than you anticipated, you relaxed it and closed your eyes, sighing out of frustration. You didn’t even notice when Yeosang had gotten onto his knees in front of you, until you felt the flat of his tongue moving up and down your soaking cunt. “Oh, fuck-” 

“Don’t worry, darling. I’ll take care of you,” he murmured, massaging his thumbs into your upper thighs and giving you a reassuring smile, prior to eating you out like you were his first meal of the day. 

“Oh my goddd…” You slumped down slightly against the couch, your fingers pushing past his dyed dark blonde locks, making eye contact with San, who was jerking himself off a little faster than before. 

“How does she taste?” San asked, squeezing his fingers around his cockhead every time he got up to it, a few droplets of pre-cum dripping down the side. 

Yeosang reluctantly pulled his mouth away from you to groan, “She tastes fucking delicious, San,” before replacing his tongue with his fingers, your eager hole swallowing them up to the hilt. 

“I’m jealous.” 

“You should be,” Yeosang chuckled, glancing back at San, as he shoved his digits into you so fast, you thought you might unravel then and there. “Don’t look away either. You’re going to watch me when I make her squirt all over my face.” 

San groaned deeply at his friend’s words, sinking even further into the couch, some of his black hair falling into his eyes. He immediately blew it out of the way so that he could admire the way Yeosang’s tongue was quickly flicking across your clit. “Don’t worry, Sangie. I’m watching…” 

“I’m…cumming…!” It didn’t take long for you to reach your limit, incredibly overwhelmed by all of the pleasure that Yeosang was giving you, as well as from the way that San was drinking in the sight of you and eagerly bringing himself to his own pinnacle of gratification.

A gravelly sounding moan erupted from Yeosang’s vocal cords, holding his mouth open near your pulsing hole and catching most of the clear liquid that squirted out of you on his tongue and in his throat, gulping it down.

“F-uuuuck, that’s so hot…” San choked out, in between grunts, his hips bucking up, just as he shot his load out onto his bare, chiseled abdomen, incredibly relieved that he had unbuttoned his overtly lavish shirt. 

You ran your fingers delicately through Yeosang’s hair, breathing heavily and shuddering when he cleaned up the rest of his arousal with his tongue. “Nnngh, please, sir, let me take care of you too.” 

“No need, doll,” he replied shakily, his porcelain cheeks incredibly flushed and his eyes glossy. Yeosang unbuttoned his velvet pants and pulled them down, along with his tight briefs, revealing his softened, cum-covered length. 

“Oh, wow…” you blushed, bringing a hand up to your mouth and gawking at him, biting back a gasp when Yeosang’s dick started to come alive again just from the way you were looking at it. 

San sighed softly, slicking his slightly damp hair back. “That’s my Sangie, always so eager to please.”

Smiling, Yeosang stood up and walked back to the other couch, sitting down next to San and gathering up some of his own cum, gently moving it up and down his friend’s length to make him hard again.

San groaned in delight, adding, “But enough about him.” He snapped his fingers, gaining your attention, beckoning you in his direction with his index finger. “Come over here and sit on my cock, baby.” 

You almost ran into the coffee table, just narrowly avoiding it and enthusiastically lowering yourself down on San’s lap. “Are you going to fuck me nice and hard, Daddy?” 

“What kind of question is that, sweetheart? It’d be a sin not to.” San grabbed both sides of your ass and kneaded into it with his strong hands, guiding your entrance to his cockhead and pushing himself inside, a few inches at a time, until all nine were inside of you.

“Oh, fuuuuck…” you exhaled, reveling in the feeling of being completely filled up by the man you had been secretly pining for. 

Seeing Yeosang starting to jerk himself off through his peripheral, San began slamming himself into you, right out of the gate, the couch creaking underneath the both of you. “You like watching me fuck her like this, Yeo? Huh? You love it, don’t you?”

Yeosang moaned, moving his hand a bit faster, relishing the dynamic he shared with his friend, as well as the sight of you taking his cock in such an obedient way. “Pull her hair, San…for me…and-fuck-kiss her neck!” 

San followed Yeosang’s directions, bunching up your hair and holding it like you had it up in a ponytail, then pulling it down so you had to look up and expose your neck in the process, earning a strangled sound of pleasure from your lips. “Yeah? You fucking like that?” 

“Uh-huhhh…” You closed your eyes for a moment, shivering when San lazily kissed, lapped at, and sucked on your neck, feeling his warm breath hit your skin whenever he let out a soft pant from how hard he was fucking you.

Yeosang leaned his body weight against San’s, their shoulders and toned arms pressing into one another. “Keep talking to her like that…” he said in a voice barely above a whisper, completely wrapped up in the heavy, intoxicating tension that seemed to swallow the room whole.

“Do you like the way I’m pounding this pretty pussy of yours, baby?” San complied, squeezing his fingers into the sides of your bouncing ass and smacking it a few times, making sure to leave a few handprints. 

“Yes, Daddy…!” 

“Who fucks you better? Me or those twenty-something shitheads you meet on Tinder?”

“You!” 

Yeosang leaned his head down against San’s shoulder, hunching over slightly so that his hand could slide rapidly up and down his throbbing length. “Oh, god…”

“Do you think your coworkers can hear you being a little whore for me? What about that manager of yours? Do you think he knows you’re getting your pussy stuffed by a man way older than him? And being watched by someone who’s just as old?” 

“I don’t care if he does! Fuck me harder!” you cried, almost delirious at this point. 

Yeosang shook his head, letting go of his cock to comment, “Jesus Christ, San, you know I don’t like it when you talk about how old we are. It’s making me go soft.” 

San scoffed, stopping his movements for a moment so that he could casually give Yeosang a side eye, allowing you to bounce on his cock instead, giving you the power to bring yourself to a much-needed state of ecstasy. San groaned out, pressing his head back into the couch, grumbling, “I can’t help that it turns me on, Yeo. Are you really kink-shaming me right now? In the middle of this?” 

“I’m not-”

“Ohhh, I see. You’re just upset she’s not fucking herself dumb on your cock, huh?” San reached over and patted Yeosang’s thigh, giving him a cheeky grin. “Don’t worry, Yeo. Once I empty my load into her, you can have a turn.”

Yeosang’s hand returned to his cock, giving it enough attention so that he could return to the same state of pleasure he was at before, focusing on the way your tits bounced in front of San’s sweaty face. 

“You’ll let me cum inside you, yeah?” San grabbed onto one of your breasts and moved it around, idly tweaking one of your nipples with two fingers, bringing a sharp gasp out of you.

“I…I don’t know…” Though you were on birth control, you dreaded the thought of having to try to keep cum from spilling out of you on the walk out of the building, and including the drive home. What if it stained the seats? And you just got them redone too. That would be-

“Please, baby,” he groaned, the muscles in his thighs tightening, making them go rigid, some of his pre-cum coating your soaked inner walls. “What if I buy you something? You want a pretty little dress? Or what about a new laptop, huh? I’ll even double whatever you get on your paycheck — just let me cum inside you, baby. Please, let me fill this slutty cunt of yours!” 

“Okay, okay! Just hurry up and-” You couldn’t form another word, too preoccupied with the way that San was holding you down, his hot cum filling you up to the brim, to the point that some had to drip down the base of his dick. 

“Ohhhh, god…that’s it…” 

Once San pulled out, Yeosang had already recovered from his own orgasm and picked you up by the waist, effortlessly pulling you into his own lap and immediately replacing San’s cock with his own, growing hard inside you, upon feeling your walls tightening up around his thick length. “It’s my turn, darling.” 

“Oh my god,” was all you could get out, unable to resist the way Yeosang began expertly bucking his hips up into yours, hitting your g-spot almost instantly. “Sir…!” 

“What a good girl you are, taking another cock right after taking mine,” San cooed near your ear, biting the shell of it and slamming his palm into your ass, causing you to cry out. 

“Does that feel good, angel?” Yeosang spoke up, peppering your sensitive neck with kisses, his calloused hands running up and down along the curves of your body, eventually settling on your tits and cupping them. 

“Y-esss, so fucking good…!” You were about to explain how amazing it felt in further detail, but you were silenced when the man’s lips suddenly pressed onto yours, his tongue slipping into your slightly open mouth. You wrapped your arms around his neck, appreciating how desperate he was to kiss you, to explore your mouth so fervently, as though he had a time limit. 

San moved even closer to the both of you, grabbing the opposite side of your chin and pulling you towards him, breaking the kiss and allowing small ropes of spit to fall from your lips. “Let me have a taste,” he mumbled, pressing his mouth onto yours and kissing you in a more sloppy, but still passionate manner. 

Being stimulated in so many ways at once sent you over the edge, feeling your pussy clenching around Yeosang’s length, just as a large amount of arousal splashed out onto it. “Mmmnnn!” 

“How many times did you cum for us, baby? I bet you can’t even count,” San mused, gently pushing your face away and reaching down in between your heated bodies, rubbing your swollen clit. “Cum again, babydoll, so you can brag about it to your little friends on your social media later.” 

“I…ahhhh….” Your eyes were rolling back into your skull, your head and body pulsing with mind-numbing delight, barely able to keep any sort of grasp on reality.

Yeosang pumped himself into you at such a fast speed, San could barely keep his fingers on your clit, but still managed to play with it long enough that their combined efforts sent you into a fit of pleasure-induced hysteria. 

All you could get out was a string of yeses, while quite a few tears fell down your warm cheeks, hardly noticing when Yeosang wiped them away and pulled out of you, just in time for his cum to land on your chest and abdomen in slow spurts.

Almost passing out, you pulled off of Yeosang and settled in between the two older men, huffing and puffing until the flood of endorphins that had previously rushed to your brain finally mellowed out. 

After a few moments of comfortable silence, San reached for his half-filled glass of scotch and took a small sip of it, then leaned back against the couch, spreading his arms across the top of it. “So, laptop it is, then?” he asked, nudging your thigh with his own. 

You sucked your teeth, shaking your head slightly. “Mm, I’ll take the money. And if we do this again, would you consider tripling the amount if I let you cum inside me as much as you want?” 

San sighed softly, facing you and giving you what could only be described as heart eyes, prior to looking past you at Yeosang, who was too busy sending a proud smile your way. “I think I’m in love,” San admitted, drumming his fingers lightly against the couch. 

Yeosang reached over to you so that he could caress your cheek, earning a small sound of approval from you. “Get in line, pal.” 

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[shujohajohaminnie]

I've been watching you

Pairing: Lee Felix x fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count:3140

Summary: Crushes were something everyone experienced right, but how could someone explain something more obsessive?

Afab!reader, Profanity, Degrading, Possessive behavior, Stalker, Obsessive behavior, pet names (Baby, Pretty, Honey, Good Girl), Raw Sex. 

Felix was tired…he was so frustrated, all he wanted to do was go home and wrap his fist around his cock, getting off to yet again another picture of you. You were the only thing that could make him feel better. Just seeing you was like the medicine his body needed craved. He loved to hear your voice, he loved to hear you laugh, he loved to watch as you concentrated on your work while sipping your coffee, just seeing you in such a state of peace made him feel at peace. You were the only reason he continued to put up with this stupid job. He still had six hours left of shift and he honestly felt like he couldn’t do it anymore. He heard the bell that was attached to the door ring, and he rolled his eyes. Yet another customer he had to deal with. 

“Hey, Y/n” Felix’s head whipped up at the mention of your name. He wasn’t expecting you at all, it was Tuesday, you didn’t have classes on Tuesday. “It’s crazy out there” You smiled taking off your sweater beginning to talk with Chan, Felix’s co-worker. That fucking smile. Oh, how you lit up the place with that smile alone. Felix took you in analyzing how drenched you were due to the heavy rainstorm outside. His mind drifting off to where else you were wet.  Why would you come here when you could've just stayed in your apartment? “What are you doing here” Chan asked, almost as if he had read Felix’s mind.  “Oh, I was studying in the park… I have a big test tomorrow but then it started to rain and I didn’t wanna go home yet so I just figured I’d finish studying here” “Well you know you’re always welcome here… Felix will help you at the counter” Felix ears perked up at the mention of his name. “You can help her right Felix?” “Uh, I-” “I would do it but I have to go clean up the mess Jisung made in the back”. Felix nodded quickly approaching the counter with a nervous smile. You approached him moving slowly, in his point of view it was like those scenes in the movies where the pretty girls would move slowly towards the camera. “Hey… I like your bracelet”  You spoke softly trying to break the tension. That was the first sentence you’ve ever said to him directly. “T-thanks” He cleared his throat coming back to earth. He looked down at his notepad noticing the emptyness. “Oh OH what could I get for you” “Coffee…black please”  “Okay…could I interest you in some pastries” “What do you have?” “Cookies. Muffins, Brownies, and Cake pops” “ How fresh are they” “I made them this morning” “You made them?!” “Yeah” he blushed scratching the back of his neck. “Are they as sweet as you are” You joked, your hand laying on top of his as you looked at his face. “Oh uhhh” “I’m just playing with you Felix… Could I get a brownie please” “Of course” He smiled putting in your order. “How much is it” “On the house” “Really” “Mhmm” “Are you sure” “Positive”. Felix walked away to prepare your order, he was on cloud nine, his crush was talking to him, and in his delusional head, you asked him if he was sweet implying that you wanted to taste him. 

You made your way to your usual table hid away in the corner where it was silent, where you could really concentrate. You pulled out your computer and textbooks continuing where you left off before you were interrupted by the weather. “Y/n” He spoke softly pulling you out of your daze, looking up at his beautiful face you smiled pulling out your headphones. “Sorry I didn’t mean to bother you, I just wanted to warn you that this was really hot, so you wouldn’t burn yourself” “Thank you” You reached out pulling the cup out of his hands bushing your fingers against his. “H-how are your Psychology studies” He stuttered at the contact. Fuck, you never told him you were going to school, much less what you studied. He sold himself- “ Y-You’ve been watching me?” “I-I saw your psych textbook one of the times you were here” “I get it… I like to watch people too… It’s interesting” Was he normal in his watching, was this something everyone did? “Watching their routines… I mean I do study people for school so… it’s not in a creepy way”. So it wasn’t normal. “But my Psych studies are going good thank you”

“Alright” You mumbled closing your laptop and putting away your papers. You felt a headache from the intense light emitting from your computer and decided to call it a night content on your study session and confident about tomorrow's test. “Leaving already” Chan smiled wiping the table in front of you. “Yeah I gotta go to bed early or else I’ll be too tired and all that time spent studying would’ve been for nothing… but I’m just gonna go to the restroom really quick before I leave” “Go ahead I’ll clean up your table while your off don’t worry about it” 

“Chan please” “Felix you can’t just leave early who’s going to cover for you” “Han said he’ll stay for me please please please” “Why do you wanna leave early anyways” “I- I have something I have to do” Chan sighed pinching the top of his nose as he thought about the sudden request. 

“Fine” He sighed waving off Felix as he continued cleaning the counter. “Thank you thank you thank you” Felix smiled running to the back to clock out and grab his stuff quickly before Chan could change his mind. “Oh leaving already?” He asked you opening the door to the cafe for you. You nodded walking by him. Oh that perfume, how it drove him absolutely insane. “Yeah, I have to rest up for my-” “Test?... I heard you tell Chan when you walked in” “Yeah” “I could walk you” “I’m sorry?” “I could walk you to your place… you know it’s dark out, and you're alone. I don’t want nothing to happen to you” “No no it’s okay I don’t want you to go out of your way” “I won’t swear my place is in that direction as well” “Are you sure” “Positive” Liar

The both of you walked side by side under the pouring rain in a comfortable silence. Bumping into each other occasionally followed with a toothy grin. The both of you were completely drenched but what was there to do? Finally, you stopped in front of your apartment building looking at Felix. “This is me” he knows “Okay well I hope you have a good night and good luck on your test tomorrow” He smiled walking away waiting for you to say the word. “Wait” There it was. “Felix… you should come inside… wait out the rain, you’ll get sick” “Are you sure” “Yeah come inside and dry off, I’ll make you a hot tea to warm you up” He smiled following you to your front door, and here it was. He looked around your apartment it was the first time he was in here with your permission. The first time he’d seen it with the light on. The other times he had to get by with the light off to not draw attention to himself. 

“I’m just going to go change really quick” You spoke in a whisper no need to speak too loudly due to the close proximity of you two. Bringing Felix to realize that he was in here with you. You smiled placing the hot cup of tea in front of him and walking away into your bedroom. He looked at your walls. He hadn’t noticed the art that hung on them, they were hard to see in the darkness that overcame your home at night. You walked out of your room in a long white shirt that hid the tiny shorts you were wearing underneath. Drying your hair with your towel you went into the kitchen like he wasn’t in front of you. Was he looking through the window again? “Do you want something else to drink?” You asked noticing he finished his tea already.  “Just water please” He cleared his throat, bouncing his leg nervously at the sight of you with minimal clothing. “Didn’t get enough water outside” You laughed as you handed him a glass of water. His eyes looked up at your body stopping when he noticed your nipples poking from under the shirt. “Felix you should get out of your clothes… you gonna get sick… I can throw them in the dryer for you” “But I don’t have any other clothes” “It’s fine” you stuck out your hand. He looked at you to make sure you were serious. You were. He quickly peeled off his clothes sitting back down on the couch. “You can cover yourself with that blanket if you want” You said taking his clothes and walking in the direction of your laundry room. 

You returned to see him snuggled up underneath the blanket watching the movie you put on. “You know… just to make things even” You smiled taking off your shirt and shorts leaving you as naked as he was. “Uhm” “Kinda cold in here isn’t it?” You whispered sitting down next to him. Very close to him. You lifted the blanket covering yourself as well. He froze feeling your bare skin against his own. You turned your attention to the TV not fazed by what was happening as if this was a normal occurrence for you. You turned back to look at him and giggled at his face of confusion. “You okay” “Y-You’re naked” he stated saying it more so to himself. “Nothing you haven't seen before" "What" "I know you’ve been watching me” “You do” “Why do you think I touch myself over the covers… it’s so you can see just how wet you make me…You can touch me” You whispered running your nail on top of his hand that was sitting politely on top of his thigh. “I can?”  “Mhmm” 

Little did Felix know that you knew he was there. You knew he was watching you. You noticed how some of your underwear went missing. You noticed the camera flashing every single time he took a picture of you when he thought you were sleeping. You noticed his eyes watching you through your bedroom window. That's why you openly walked around naked around your apartment. It was for his peeping eyes to see you. To see what was his. He didn’t move so you took it upon yourself to take his hand and put it on your pleading core. “Y-your still wet from the rain?” You shook your head biting your lip. “No lixie… this is for you. You did this to me. You do this to me” You whispered into his ear kissing his jaw down to his neck. He still didn’t move not believing this was actually happening right now. “Please Lixie touch me… please” You begged leaving hot wet kisses on his neck causing his skin to burn underneath. “Please tell me this is real” “It’s real Felix” You got closer your lips ghosting over his own. “Please” You whined before kissing him. The switch flipped as he grabbed you placing you in his lap the blanket shielding the two of you as if hiding from the world, but the reality was that you always touched yourself above the blanket for him to see but now that he was here with you, you didn’t need to show anyone anything. Quickly he kissed your collarbone sucking on your skin leaving behind marks. His marks. 

One thing that drove Felix mad was the fact that he couldn’t show the world that you were his. He knew men around you were constantly hitting on you, he seen it. He so badly wanted to fuck you in front of them, all of them to show them who you belonged to. These hickies will show them, show them all that you are not to be hit on. His finger trailed down your body as his mouth kissed lower, placing butterfly kisses on your tits. “Your mine” he mumbled against your skin as his fingers drew slow circles on your clit teasing you. “Felix” You gasped your fingers tugging his hair slightly. “Say it. Say it” “I’m yours… I’m all yours” You cried at his motions begging for more. “And don't you forget it” he whispered kissing your lips before his fingers slipped into your sopping cunt. His thumb continued to draw those slow damn circles as he fingered you. You moaned throwing your head back at the sudden pleasure. Your hands dragged down his abs down to his throbbing dick. You teased the tip by spreading the precum that was already oozing out. “Fuck Y/n I need you” “Not yet” You smiled getting off his lap and kneeling in front of him. He groaned from the sight alone. You in front of him sitting pretty on your knees ready to suck him off. It was like a scene plucked directly from his dreams. “Is this okay” “This is more than okay baby” He moaned feeling your hand wap around his dick not being able to grasp the whole thing from how girthy he was. His cock was singlehandedly the prettiest yet scariest dick you’ve ever seen. Scary, intimidating the way you analyzed the length and girth knowing he was going to wreck you, and you honestly couldn't wait. You licked the tip noticing the way his eyes rolled back and more precum oozed out. He could cum from the sight of you alone but he had to wait, he had to wait for you. You licked from the base to the tip before you took him into your mouth fitting as much as you could. 

He felt tears forming in his eyes at the intense pleasure he was feeling at this moment. The way the tip of his dick touched the back of our throat. The way you hallowed your cheeks around him. The warmth he felt from your mouth. The way you sent vibrations through his dick when you moaned or giggled around him. He grabbed your hair into a makeshift ponytail guiding you up and down his cock. He noticed the tears streaming down your face and that only drove him to go faster. “You like that baby… Do you like me treating you like a cock slut… cry on my dick… cry on my dick pretty” he grunted thrusting into your mouth feeling his orgasm draw close. 

“Fuck y/n” he moaned throwing his head back as he painted the inside of your mouth white with his cum. You pulled away swallowing while wiping your tears. He pulled you up quickly kissing your lips. He needed to taste himself on your lips. “You taste so good Felix… but you’d taste better mixed with me” You smiled, positioning yourself over his cock. He put his hands on your waist looking into your eyes. “Are you sure?” “Positive”. He smiled, pulling you down onto him. You felt such a beautifully painful stretch as he filled you up. You both moaned at the feeling. You wrapped your arms around his neck hugging him close. “Y-you feel so good” He moaned, hugging you tightly, his fingers drawing soothing circles on your back as you adjusted around him. “Felix” You moaned trying to go up and down, against his hold on your waist. “You ready” He spoke in his deep voice sending chills down your spine. You nodded, placing your head in the crook of his neck. 

He guided you up and down on his dick both of your moans filling up the space of your apartment. Not really caring for your poor neighbors who had to bear witness to the erotic noises the both of you were making. He flipped you both over him taking control of the speed he would thrust in and out of you. The new position driving you insane the way the tip of his dick grazed your G-Spot perfectly. “Felix please” You didn’t even know what you were asking for you had everything you could possibly want already in your possession. “I know baby I know” “Felix whispered resting his hand on your cheek, comforting you while continuing to thrust into you at just the right pace. Just how you like it.  Almost as if you guys had slept together before. But really he was just micking the way you would thrust your dildo in and out of you. He learned how to read your body cues.

“Felix I’m close” “Can you hold it, baby, Can you hold it for me” You nodded tightening around him while scratching at his back, he groaned at the slight sting and pleasure of your actions. “Fuck honey you're gripping me so good… your holding it for me” “Mhmm” “Such a good girl” “Felix I- I can’t” “Cum for me baby… cum on my cock baby” You moaned throwing your head back at his dirty words, doing exactly what he told you to do. He cummed in you filling you up, not worried too much about getting you pregnant. You take birth control, he’s seen it. He pulled out without warning placing himself between your thighs seeing yours and his cum leak out of you. He lapped his tongue on your entrance collecting your mixed juices. “You were right baby… we do taste good together” “Lemme taste” You smiled bringing him up to your lips. You did, the both of you together on his tongue was something you could experience all the time. 

He sighed contently laying down beside you in your bed. He took you again and again and again on every surface he ever fantasized of. Whispering more details about his dirty little obsession with you. “You need to go to bed, You have a test tomorrow” “Did you know about my test before I told Chan today” “No pftt what do you take me for, a stalker?” You laughed cuddling into his chest your eyes slowly shutting at the sound of his heartbeat. Yeah, he imagined fucking you like crazy but this, Him holding you close as you fell asleep to his voice is what he wanted the most. “So I wasn’t sneaky” “Not at all” You whispered letting sleep take over your body.

Okay, so maybe it isn't October anymore, SUE ME. But anyway I will post the others I promise it's just my stupid fault for deciding to do Kinktober so late it's my red flag I know. I will definitely do better next year, swear. HOPE YOU LIKE IT.

[jackharloww]

Daddy day

"Mommy wake up" You heard a tiny voice whisper in your ear, and a tiny hand gently shaking your shoulder. You opened your eyes and saw Grace's happy face, clearly just woken up.

"I'm awake," you said and stretched out

"shh, daddy is asleep, come on" she was still whispering, she grabbed your hand and started dragging you out of the bed. You reached for your phone in the process and saw that it was 8 am in the morning.

"What's up Grace," you asked her as she walked out of your room, still holding your hand and dragging you with her.

"It's Daddy day, you said we have to make breakie for daddy" Grace reminded you. She dropped your hand as soon as you were in the kitchen.

"That is very true, young lady" You tapped her on the nose, receiving giggles from her.

"Pancakes?" you asked her

"Pancakes" She nodded along. The two of you started with breakfast, fixing the pancakes for all of you. Nathaniel woke up while you were making the pancakes, and was now sitting in his chair staring at you and Grace plating the breakfast.

"Come on, let's wake him up"

The three of you sneaked into your bedroom, Grace climbed into bed and you and Nathaniel stood next to Jack.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up" Grace screamed as she jumped up and down, making Jack open his eyes. Grace jumped one last time and sat down next to her father, immediately hugging him.

"It's daddy's day, daddy" she giggled as she laid on top of him, Jack hugging her tighter. You walked around the bed and sat down, putting Nathaniel down so he could crawl over to his dad.

Jack sat up in bed, with both Grace and Nathaniel in his arms.

"Happy fathers Day handsome," you said and leaned in for a kiss, "come on, we have breakfast ready," you told him and grabbed the kids from his chest so he could get up.

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You had a very cozy breakfast and after, Grace really wanted Jack to open his gifts.

"Open your gift Daddy" Grace said happily and handed him a folded paper. Jack unfolded it and gasped a bit overdramatically when a bracelet fell out of it, he looked at what Grace had colored along with the writing "Happy Daddy's Day" - that was clearly written by you, before picking up the bracelet she had made him in kindergarten.

"I love them both so so much" he said and kissed her cheek, before wearing the bracelet.

"You have one more gift," you said, handing him the box.

"You shouldn't have, I already have everything I need" Jack sighed, motioning to you and the kids.

"Just open it" You rolled your eyes before kissing him.

He ripped the paper and saw the green box with Rolex on it, making him look up at you with furrowed eyebrows. You had bought him a watch he's been wanting for a while but customized it with Grace and Nathaniel's names engraved on the back of it.

He opened the box and you could see the joy in his eyes, "how did you know?" he laughed.

"I saw you eyeing it all the time" you laughed, "look at the back". He turned it around and saw the names.

"Thank you, baby, This is absolutely perfect," he said and leaned in to give you a sweet kiss.

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You went out to the garden, ate ice cream, and enjoyed the weather, while Grace and Nathaniel played around with all their outside toys. Today's lunch would be all of you making homemade pizzas, you went in an hour ago and fixed the dough, which was now ready.

All of you cleaned your hands, and you put Nathaniel on his chair, giving him one of his chewing toys so he wouldn't put anything else in his mouth.

Grace was wearing her cute apron and had her hair in a high bun. She had a tiny rolling pin, that Maggie bought for her when they were baking, and she was rolling away on the dough.

"Mommy, can we make a heart pizza?" Grace asked happily, while she continued to roll out her dough, wanting it to be absolutely perfect.

"Yes, of course, Let's make heart pizzas" You smiled at her, liking the idea.

When Grace finished rolling out a big round circle, she looked at her dad, "Okay, Daddy, help me" she said, waiting for him to fix the heart for her.

"I think your mom is a bit better than me at that" he laughed and let you do it instead.

"Now toppings" you clapped your hands. Jack helped Grace with the tomato sauce and then she went on to put whatever she wanted on her pizza. Nathaniel got bored of just sitting around watching you, resulting in him whining. "I'll take him" Jack picked him up and rocked him gently as he talked to him.

"Man to man, your mom and sissy are the most awesome people" Jack whispered, but loud enough for you to hear. You gave him a sweet smile before grabbing his arm and pulling him towards you.

"I love you handsome," you said before giving him a kiss.

After your pizzas were all finished in the oven, the four of you sat down and enjoyed them, talking and giggling, having a perfect time with your wonderful family. you couldn't imagine anything better than this.

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@Y/NHarlow: My hubby, My best friend and My baby daddy, I am so thankful for you and for everything you do to me and our children. I didn't know I could love you more, but after Grace and Nathaniel, the love has only expanded and continues to do so every day that passes by. You are the most amazing father our kids could ever wish for, Happy fathers Day my love. I love you❤️

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@Jackharlow: My whole life, love you❤️

@Jackharlowsource: The best dad! Such precious pictures 🥺

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[vintagesuga]

Are you serious! - Y.Jeongin

Genre: Fluff, semi sick fic. Like I mentioned, he is sick but don't go into detail

Pairing: Yang Jeongin x gn!reader

Warning: mentions of food

a/n: I missed his bday live :( Any who happy birthday to Man bread. He hasn't been a baby for quite some time, lol. Just a cute little thing. Not proofread.

You sighed as you hung up the phone. Of course, this would happen because when have you ever planned something and it didn't end up in flames? All you wanted was to throw a nice little party for Jeongin, but the universe took that personally. You had just gotten off the phone with the bakery. Apparently, their entire batch of frosting was made wrong, so they would have to make a whole new batch. This would mean that you had to push back the dinner you planned so you could have the cake on time.

Then, when you had picked up the balloons earlier, they all had been the wrong ones. Instead of the cute fox themed balloons you wanted, they had made you cat themed ones instead. It wasn't that big of a deal (it was), so you didn't make a huge fuss, but still.

Now you couldn't find his present either. It was a custom-made bracelet with both Jeongin and your birthday plus your anniversary date. A little cringe, but he loved wearing bracelets, and you wanted to give him a special one. You knew you had put the box in your closet. Made sure that it was there all the time. But now, nothing. It was as if it had vanished into thin air.

So here you stood at the jewelers, looking for a sufficient stand-in. Assessing your options and making sure it was perfect. Once you were done looking, you paid and made your way to your car. All that was left was to pick up the cake and meet Jeongin at your place for a nice quiet dinner. No more fuss, no more running around.

“Hey Angel. I think I caught a stomach bug. Can we reschedule that dinner you had planned?” Jeongin’s hoarse voice never sounded more upsetting than it did right now. Of course, you weren't upset with him. You could never be upset with him.

It was just the circumstances you found yourself in. Every single thing you planned today just ended up being a nuisance.

“But, I. Today is the worst!” You exclaimed angrily at the sky. You huffed as you opened your car door and climbed inside.

“Oh? What happened today?” Jeongin asked, curious as to what made you so upset.

“Where do I even start? I had this cute dinner planned for us tonight. I had balloons and a cake planned, but the balloons ended up being the wrong ones. Then the bakery called and said that they had to push my pick up back cause their frosting was botched.” Once you started, you couldn't stop.

“When I went to look for your present, I couldn't find it, which really sucks cause I thought it was so cute and now I can't give it to you. So I went looking for another present. Like, I know you don't care about materialistic stuff like that, but I do. And now, you're sick.” You took a breather.

“I'm not upset at you cause that's something you can't help. But I just wanted to have a nice surprise for dinner tonight.”

Jeongin was silent on his end for a moment. He thought it was cute. Your plans for tonight sounded so sweet, but you went through so much trouble.

“Why don't you come over still. You can bring some balloons and my cake, give me my present and we can watch a movie. Just because I'm sick doesn't mean I can't see you. I need my daily dose of (name).” You could practically hear the smile in Jeongin's voice.

“I was already planning on coming over regardless. I need to baby you when you're sick. It's the only time you let me dote on you.” Your tone was a mix between teasing and pouty. Still a little spur about all the misfortune you had gone through. “Let me go and pick up your cake, grab like 2 or 3 balloons, and I'll be over there, ok?”

When the door opened, you were met with Jeongin's bright smile. He was wrapped head to toe with his biggest blanket. You could still see the hoodie he was wearing poking out, his feet covered by the fluffier socks he could find. His nose and cheeks were pink, and he was sniffling here and there. His hair was all over the place. Despite his suffering, he was just so cute.

“Do I get to peek at the cake now, or do I have to wait?” He laughed as he took the box from you. He placed it on the kitchen counter as you found some bowls for the soup you brought. You ended up tying the balloons down in the living room.

“No. You have to wait.” You shuffled around him, shooing him out of the kitchen. “But you can open your present.”

You handed Jeongin the small bag. Watching carefully as he opened the jewelry box inside. The bracelet wasn't too grand, just a simple little thing with a small charm; your initial.

“It's nothing too special, and I still plan on giving you your other present. I'm going to tear apart my room if I have to.”

“No. I think this is perfect.” Jeongin’s smile was blinding. He wasn't going to deny your other gift, but he wanted you to know that he still loved this one. You walked over to him, bowls of soup in hand. Jeongin placed a sweet kiss to your cheek, taking a bowl from you and following behind.

“The only present I care about is seeing your face at the end of the day.” Jeongin watched in delight as your cheeks flushed. You were so easy to fluster, and he found great joy in showering you in compliments.

“Gross.” You fein disgust as you wipe your cheek. “I don't ever want to hear you being so sappy again.”

“But you love it!”

“Shut up and eat your soup.”

©️vintagesuga Do not repost.

[rainesol]

Naga culture and customs for oc worldbuilding!

Decided to compile some things for any past or future Ksho fics!! Not all of these are identical to snake behaviour 🫵 don’t freak your pets out/j

Long post!!

Ksho typically stands between 6’5 and 7’. He adjusts his height depending on who he’s talking to. However, he always adjusts himself to be taller than whoever he’s looking at. This isn’t out of intimidation! Naga have poor eyesight, and it’s an old tradition to stand above who you’re talking to to cast a shadow on their face and see it better! Disrespect would be shown through standing above someone but not tilting the head down, and instead looking down their nose or tilting the head up and glaring down. You can have casual conversation laying or sitting though.

Naga houses are well decorated on the outside! The walls are adorned with colourful feathers, plants and murals. Once again, poor vision. If the buildings blend in with the trees, people walk into them.

Kissing isn’t often done. Especially on the head. Think about what a mouth on the head would mean to a snake. Very rude. A forehead bump is an affectionate alternative. Kisses, though rare, are normally planted on the shoulder.

Dancing is common! In the original Jungle Book novel, Kaa hypnotises prey through dance, not his eyes. It’s a reference to that.

The transition from infant->toddler->child is quicker in Nagas. It’s common to see little kids out alone with no adult supervision. They’re fine 👍

Surprisingly touchy! It’s commented on that Ksho is surprisingly comfortable resting against his parents could for someone of ‘his age’.

Another greeting- tongue flicking. It might feel weird if you’re not part snake, but it’s just so they can commit your scent to memory. It can range from something you do without thinking for someone you just met, to something vastly more intimate between friends, family or partners. Depends on how up close and personal you’re getting. Tongue in general vicinity/face: hey dude nice to meet you. Tongue out while cuddling, in neck or right up against skin: this dude likes you and wants to be able to pick you out in a crowd.

Aggression is similar to that of snakes. A huff (similar to a hiss, but smaller and quieter. A little squeaky puff of air): annoyance, could also be curiosity, could also be panic. A hiss (huge exhale. Lot of air coming out of a small hole. Spooky noise): actually anger, back off before you get bit. Tail wags: aggression again. Back off.

Zero waste community. Similar to the Na’vi in Avatar, every part of an animal gets put to use. The leader of Ksho’s village wears false wyvern wing ear cuffs, and Ksho has a bracelet made of crocodile teeth.

Very gender neutral. In an ask, I refer to some Naga kids by ‘they’ only. This is the complete standard for them. (Their language is also gender neutral, but still) Post hatching, you can’t really tell what sex a baby is. So all names in Serpentine are gender neutral!

Clothing is seen more as an accessory than something to cover you. They’re reptiles. Nothing on that torso to cover or support.

Body standards are different. Everyone has stretch marks. Everyone has fluctuating hip size. Also, python specific, but big=tough. In the book, Kaa takes any comments on his weight as a compliment. (At the end of book three, Ksho doesn’t actually get what’s embarrassing about the photo. Loads of people look like that.)

Shedding. Very personal. A vulnerable time. Very close people may allow each other to assist in removing shed skin from the scalp. Assisting in shedding is a close and intimate act. Ksho is pre-shed when first properly introduced and comes across as shy and sensitive.

Post shedding? Dude I look awesome. Common to compliment each other post-shed.

Sleeping. When you’re tired, you sleep. Even if you had work to do. Ksho had quite the culture shock because of this. Wdym it’s lazy to sleep first and do homework later? Surely my work will be better when I’m well rested?

Eating cycles. Be respectful of these. Just after eating=sleepy. Go away. Also very vulnerable. If you’re close, you may be allowed to hang out post-meal, though.

Don’t be shocked by the views on minor injuries. Broken ribs are as common as broken toes.

A lot of the body is not to be touched. Stomach? We’re not friends. Head? Don’t threaten me. Tail? That’s basically my crotch. Consent is key. Don’t get yourself crushed in self defence.

Fight or flight is STRONG. No sneaking up on people.

Waving is best when making it very obvious. I can see best when you’re moving. Another thing to catch attention is vibrations. Hit the ground then beckon.

Serpentine sign language is a combination of tactile sign language and visual. The visual signs are wider and more obvious.

Common to bathe in groups. There’s a lot of you to wash and dry. Ksho doesn’t visit Pomefiore because he has to wipe his whole body before entering.

Kids are taught early to watch their strength.

Infant-> hatchling. Toddler/child-> snakelet.

I may rb with a part two should more ideas strike!!!

@tixdixl @cyanide-latte @the-trinket-witch @thehollowwriter @elenauaurs

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[theroyalsims]

LADY ELLA PHOTOGRAPHED WEARING §6,500 GOLD AND DIAMOND BRACELET

Just like mummy!

Lady Ella, daughter of the Earl and Countess of Harvelle and the Queen's only grandchild, was spotted wearing a luxury bangle during her latest outing with her parents.

The accessory in question is reportedly custom made for the little lady, and is crafted in yellow gold and studded with diamonds.

The posh tot wasn't the only one sporting said bracelet. In fact, her mum, Eleanore, was wearing two bangles stacked on her right wrist. Lady Ella's custom bracelet is estimated to cost at least §6,500, while Eleanore's is said to be worth about §19,000 each.

The photographs, rather expectedly, caused quite a stir online. Some royal watchers thought that splurging and showing off such luxuries seem tone-deaf and inconsiderate, seeing that a housing crisis is currently taking place in Brindleton. One commenter wrote:

"It's disgusting how tone deaf they all are. I'm not blaming the baby - I'm looking at her parents. We get that they're rich but they should've taken into consideration that there are thousands of homeless people in Brindleton now and hundreds more in fear of being evicted due to high costs of living."

Another wrote:

"Here I am debating if I should get the brand name pasta for dinner tonight or the cheaper generic one so I can save §5, while a literal baby is wearing a bangle that could pay off my utilities, rent, and food bills this month. BTW, that bracelet won't even fit that little girl in a few months time. She's gonna outgrow it really fast and then it's bye bye §6,500. She's hasn't even turned one, ffs! At least be smart about how you spend your money. You're not only showing off how rich you are. You're also showing off how dumb you are."

Some, however, are quick to defend Eleanore and Ibrahim's parenting skills:

"If I had that much money to burn, I'd buy my kids anything and everything, too. It's not Eleanore or Ibrahim's fault that other people are struggling. Poor people will still be poor whether or not Lady Ella has a §6,500 bracelet. Let this family live a little. They're not asking you to pay for it."

The Harvelles were seen leaving Liberty Park located near their townhouse here in the city. For their low-key outing, Eleanore coordinated her outfit with her daughter, wearing a floral yellow wrap dress. Ella also donned an adorable yellow bumblebee print outfit that matched her yellow hair bows and sandals.

The Harvelles are expected to return to the country after a brief stint in the city following last week's activities.

[starsurface]

Hiiii!!! 1. i love your blog so much, im a really big MK fan and i literally didn’t know MK agere was a thing

2. can i request cg Kitana with a puppy regressor headcannons please?

3. i think ur headcannons are iconic and super accurate

-jack

Hii!!!

I'm so glad you enjoy it!! :D Whenever I enter a fandom, I like searching for any kind of Agere, and I decided I wanted to try and start one. :p

2. And of course you can!! <3 (really hoped you meant MK1 Kitana because that's what I did)

3. Really? 🥺 That means so much, I always get worried that they're out of character (or I'm projecting too much)

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

CG Kitana w/ Puppy Regressor Hcs

💙 She loves puppy regressors!!

💙 She’d give you so many chin or head scratches!!!!

💙 ^ Not even when you do something good, she just likes giving you the attention

💙 If you like outside time, she’s take you out to the royal gardens to run around and play, to a more a private section so you can have more fun

💙 Many outside activities!! Rolling a ball around, tug-a-war, races!!

💙 Kitana’s a pretty good runner, but she’ll slow down, or make sure you always win so you two can go back inside and have some yummy ice cream

💙 Also more mellow activities, like rolling around on the blanket or the grass, taking a small nap outside, or having Kitana read a book to you while you try to grab at any butterfly that comes across your eye 

💙 ^ You have so far been unsuccessful at grabbing any :(

💙 If you like inside time more, that’s okay!! There are many fun activities to do still!!

💙 Kinetic sand, play dough, slime, a lot of fun little things she likes to try out (no, you can’t eat them, and you will get scolded if you try)

💙 Even puppies can serve time out, unfortunately :\

💙 Not long timeouts (and you can coax her to come over and cuddle you during your sentence) but your not leaving that corner

💙 No biting >:(

💙 It’s an absolute no-no, you can hurt someone

💙 In fact, Kitana would absolutely love to buy you some (safe) chew toys!!

💙 Whether it’s baby chew toys, or a chewie, or a stuffie made for chewing

💙 She just likes spoiling you, anything you want is yours

💙 She’d get you a custom made collar or choker!!!

💙 Your favorite color, maybe a cute design, a bell or whatever nickname you want on it!!

💙 If you need any kind of padding, she buys you literally everything you’d ever need

💙 Cute designs, mattress protection, whatever helps you feel comfy to use them

💙 Many treats, they’ve very easy to get form her

💙 Or, until she realizes that perhaps she’s giving you too many sweets and then you’ve gotta rely on your best puppy eyes (which most times don’t work) :(

💙 But if you continue to whine and mope about it . . . She’ll let you have more candy 😮‍💨

💙 But you’re having some apple slices or beef jerk or something after!! (she just wants you to be healthy, but she would never shame you if you were to over indulge or anything!!)

💙 Would joke about puppies not being allowed to have chocolate, but it’s only light teasing, she’d still give you some

💙 Will try to teach you ‘tricks’, like holding a treat on your nose (she’ll attempt to do it too, epic fail unfortunately, she’ll get it eventually)

💙 She’d let you sniff her hand before she pet you, or encourage any kind of ‘dog’ like behavior (as long as it’s not harmful)

💙 She’d make (human safe) kibble for you, or get things like beef jerky or Scooby Snakcs

💙 If you don’t like the ideas or chokers, she’ll make you a beaded necklace!!! Puppy themed too!!

💙 Light or baby blues (or whatever color you like), little paws and some puppy faces, your favorite nickname or your name spelled on it!!

💙 I think she’d just like making bracelets and necklaces and stuff for her friends :3

💙 She'd let you try to make some too!! And will tie the knot at the end so you can wear and show off your pretty bracelet

💙 Would be over joyed it you made her something!! (even if there's absolutely no theme or color coordination, just a bunch of pretty colors smashed together that looked pretty)

💙 I firmly believe she knows how to crochet, she’d totally make you some type of stuffie!!!

💙 Gets a little nervous about you crawling on all fours for too long, she doesn’t want your knees to go bad or for you to scrape them, especially outside :(

💙 She won’t stop you, but she’ll offer to carry you places instead, and will check your legs for no red spots or scrapes

💙 Design band aids!! Only the best for her little pup after all <3

💙 Don’t try running off if she’s not looking, she has a sixth sense that makes it able to know just when your about to move and will snatch you up (because she’s mean)

💙 She’ll give you so much attention and praise, there isn’t a second you ever feel unloved (and she knows when your down, it’s her personal mission to try and make you feel better)

💙 Will call you Puppy, Pup, Sweet Thing, Princess/Prince/Puppy Royal

💙 ^ Buttercup too!! (it feels like a puppy nickname, and it’s really cute)

💙 She’d encourage you to bark, and will try to bark with you

💙 But she’ll also have full on conversations with your barking, or blabbering, and will gasp and awe when you do it

💙 Is also very good at delivering different whines and barks, like the ‘I’m hungry, you’re starving me 🥺’ (she's not, you're being dramatic) and the ‘Ouchie!! Hit my paw against the bed!! . . . Now I must attack it >:(‘

💙 Finds it entertaining when you tell her that such and such was being mean, whether it was the bed or your stuffie

💙 She’ll tell your stuffie off for you, don’t you worry, they learns their lesson <3

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

Kitana's cool, I like her. <3 (and I get to use the pretty baby blue banner!! :D)

The Gif I found was also so cute!! (And Sonya's in there <3 <3 <3)