#does he-AHHHHHHHHHH

[rodawgg]

CLICK FOR QUALITY IM GONNA BUST THIS WAS SO FUN TO MAKE BNADN MY DREAM SWEET IN SEA MAJOR IS SUCH A GOOD SONG TO DRAW THIS TO AND IM SOHAPPY AHHHHHHHHHH ITS CAME OTU SO WELL AND THIEHSDHGH HEHSHJGHJKDGHJKSHJKDGHJFHJHJKEFHJJFJ

[killuaisaprincess]

🥒

“You just wanted Gon to open that for you.”

Killua’s expression falls, and he puffs out his cheeks.

“N-No, I didn’t! Isn’t that right, Nanika?”

[i-hear-a-sound]

oh and btw. ahsoka spoilers below (and big ones if I actually call this)

imagine if rex is there too. like. with anakin. and that’s how ahsoka sees him again.

[idonutlose]

Eriks doesn't remember shit. Eriks doesn't remember shit. Oh no. Oh God. Oh fuck

[juuuuunaaaaaooooo]

So Rio knows that Nick ask Mick to shoot Beth??? Right?

[gloryseized]

[BRUSH] Sender offers to brush receivers hair + [STYLE] Sender offers to style receivers hair ( tulin to link! )

Meme Tag -- @flockrest

Link is not entirely sure what Tulin is planning, but from the expression on his face, it's promising to be Momentous. Of course 'momentous' as defined by the Rito seems to have a wide range of meanings, from encouraging Link to try some new food combination to fighting a gleeok, but Link has found that each of these experiences has turned out to be momentous. Although perhaps in different ways.

For this particular moment, the young Rito had seized Link as soon as the Hero appeared in the Rito Village, looking perhaps a touch barer than usual, tugging him along by a hasty hand up to where he and his family roosted. Tulin bounced eagerly as he pulled Link along, practically hopping airborne a couple times, a happy tune on his beak and knowing glances following the pair of all that saw. Finally arriving at their home, Teba and Saki gave them similar knowing looks as well, a smile even on the typically stern Teba's face as Tulin shooed the both of them out, sternly instructing Link take a seat.

And Link sits, looking out over the expanse of the Rito highlands and the deep chasm below as he feels Tulin tug at his hair. First he can feel the removal of the small hairtie that so carefully keeps his long hair out of his face, but after that, Link could hardly guess what is happening. He feels something long and thin shifting through his hair, starting at the crown and moving down. Out of the corner of his eye, he just sees Tulin's head come close and move away, beak even closer to his own head--but from there, it's hard to see just what the young Rito is doing. Link has a guess though, and his cheeks flush in confusion more than anything. But that sensation stops soon to be replaced by a couple sharp tugs every so often giving him some further clues, but otherwise it's a gentle pulling, some fumbling at the back of his head. He's beginning to form a mental picture of what might be going on, even if he has no idea what shape it might take.

Shifting every so often, the jangling in his belly that keeps him moving struggles to hold him in place for so long. Usually, he doesn't keep to one place for this amount of time, but with all the pulling and tugging, Tulin carries on a stream of mostly one-sided conversation that Link has come to expect from the Rito. Expect and think of fondly, a small smile dancing on his lips.

With a flourish and a crow of "Done!", Tulin steps away, beaming and practically bouncing with pride. Turning to look at him, Link reaches up, trying to feel exactly what Tulin did. Fingers meet beads and braids and ribbons and feathers--one in particular shifting under his hand and he pulls his hand away sharply, for fear of further dislodging it. Link is no expert, but he has a hunch this is one of the handful of times Tulin has done such a thing. And his heart swells happily at the thought.

"Do you like it?!" Tulin demands eagerly, and Link pulls out his Purah Pad to get a good look at himself, swinging the device around to get a full view of his hair.

It's a riot of braids in all sizes, some on their own as thin strands and others interwoven with red and green and orange ribbons--some of the colors combined and some on their own. Link has seen such colors in Rito tapestry and fabrics before, but he's not sure about the meaning. Several of the braids are capped with beads too, dappled in red, yellow, and green. And next to his ear is a long thin cord twined with red, hints of orange and white shining through, ending with one of Tulin's own feathers.

Flat palm connects to his chest, pulling away from it to connect thumb and middle finger with a tilt of his head. Tapping his chest again, he points to his hair before both hands cross over his chest, hands fisted. << Like it? I love it. >> he insists before both hands tap his chin, swinging forward. << Thank you, thank you! >> Link pauses a moment before his thumb slips between his pointer and middle finger, hand fisted. Both palms face each other, fingers splayed as he sways them back and forth. << Tulin. >>

[astonmartinii]

motormouth | charles leclerc instagram au

pairing: charles : x host!reader 

charles finally gets the chance to go on his favourite internet show, but completely embarrasses himself in front of the host - his celebrity crush 

yourusername 

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yourusername surprise!!! the next guest on the bargain bucket is ferrari prince, il predestinato and chronic bad trouser-enjoyer charles leclerc! in this episode we ate monaco’s local bargain pastries while discussing his f1 career, being the middle child and a potential career as a pianist. available this friday. 

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charles_leclerc thank you for having me on the show 

yourusername the pleasure was all mine charles, tell ur pr department to stop calling me 

lovelyleclerc oh god what did charles say 

wdccharles this is my multiverse of madness 

pierregasly oh thank the lord he can finally shut up about getting to go on your show 

piarlestruther pierre always exposing his bestie 

charles_leclerc 

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charles_leclerc i had a great time when y/n wasn’t trying to bait me. check out my ep of the bargain bucket this friday. 

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yourusername i didn’t bait you at all, you admitted it all on your own baby 

charles_leclerc lying isn’t cute y/n 

planetleclerc i’m lowkey loving their dynamic 

leclercfan16 yessss i want to see more 

pierregasly did you admit your crush? 

f1wagupdates PIERRE WHAT 

yourusername 

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yourusername ahhhhhhhhhh my heart is so full. after a successful few years my little show that started in my parents’ spare room is getting a big upgrade. i can’t say too much now, but watch this space... 

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florencepugh so so deserved 

flowersforcharles ah i’m so excited 

charles_leclerc but you can’t possibly upgrade from me 

yourusername don’t flatter yourself 

danielricciardo congrats y/n - when can i come on? 

yourusername might be sooner than you think 

f1wagsupdates 

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f1wagsupdates charles and y/n spotted in the background of joris’ instagram story before it was taken down. are they a new couple in the paddock and does this have anything to do with her new project? 

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violetleclerc idk about you guys but i love them 

gasly10 this feels kinda forced especially with rumours that her new project is with f1 

f1fan16 yeah it defo feels like she’s only with charles for that reason 

yourusername added to their story 

[caption: a little change of scenery] 

f1 

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f1 this season the bargain bucket is on wheels and international. y/n y/ln is sampling the local delicacies while giving you a behind-the-scenes look at the world of f1!

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tedkravitz welcome to the team y/n!!!! 

yourusername thank youuuuuu ted 

lewishamilton looking forward to seeing you in the paddock y/n 

yukitsunoda0511 can’t wait to show you all the best places to eat in japan

yourusername omg yes yuki

charles_leclerc proud of you lovely 

yourusername sharlllllll i’m blushing 

charles_leclerc 

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charles_leclerc best thing about y/n always being in the paddock: kisses 

worst thing about y/n always being in the paddock: how much she loves lipstick 

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yourusername you love me really 

charles_leclerc i really do 

leclercfire the way charles was scared he embarrassed himself on the bargain bucket by saying she’s his celeb crush and now they’re together 

babyleclerc i’m proud of him for real 

pierregasly i guess our five hour phone call before going on the show was worth it now 

[gracieeegleegal]

hii can you do like an instagram au or something for walker or charlie? they’re like all in the percy jackson cast and she’s hayden christensen kid or something? ly 🩷

Ofc! Thank you ILYT 🩷 Here it is

Notes: hey there it’s Gracie! I’m so sorry for the inactivity, I’ve been very busy and so much has been going on in my life it overwhelms me at times. Thank you for all the messages! 🫶🏻 appreciate the concern. I’ll try and update as much as I can. Luv u

JACKPOT, Walker Scobell

summary: Famous Star Wars actor, Hayden, has a daughter who so happens to be presenting herself in the pjo universe.

Pairings: walker scobell x fem!Oc!Christensen

Fc: Florence hunt

Liked by walker.scobell, iamcharliebushnell, disneyplus and 548.278 others percyseries Warm hugs and welcomes to the one and only yn.christensen our Aurora Winslow, Aphrodite’s promised daughter 💒. View comments

ynchristensen an honor 🩷

leahsavajeffries AHHHHHHHHHH so excited

→ ynchristensen even more excited to be part of this family 🫶🏻

iamcharliebushnell switching universes I see 👀

→ ynchristensen carrying a lightsaber is tiring sometimes

diorngoodjohn sosososososos happyyyyy

aryansimhadri YNNNNNNNN

→ ynchristensen ARYANNNNNNNN

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ynchristensen last picture is my dads face when I told him I got the role in #pjoseason2 (don’t worry he’s actually so happy for me) Hi, I’m Aurora! View comments

ynfan SOOO EXCITED TO SEE YOU ON SCREEN AGAIN

user267 the genes are good

walkerscobell he’s so fr bc that was my exact reaction to the news

→ ynchristensen HAHHAHA

iamcharliebushnell I think walker is excited to have a certain someone on set 😏

diorngoodjohn PRETTYYYYY

→ ynchristensen all you babes 🥰

aryansimhadri can you tell your dad I love him

→ ynchristensen no

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pjoupdates walker, leah, aryan, charlie and dior spotted at disney world with another girl. Walker and the mysterious girl seemed to be very close. View comments

Hearts4yn that’s definitely yn

→ username you don’t know that

→ ynfan it does look like her and she was recently confirmed to join the cast

user22 he’s taken????

→ username could be just rumors

→ username actually I was there they seemed pretty close

→ username who was he with???

walkersupdatw I took a picture of them they look cute

→ username omgomgomg post it

→ username where??????

TRENDING NEWS

Percy Jackson hit series star Walker Scobell was spotted at Disney with his cast members and holding hands while hugging with a mysterious girl. Sources say it might be Y/N Christensen, Hayden Christensen daughter. This new speculation came out shortly after Y/N posted on her Instagram story a picture of two shadows, her and supposedly Walker, holding hands. The story was deleted a few seconds after being posted.

ynchristensen posted a story!

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ynchristensen following my fathers footsteps next to these demigods

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diorngoodjohn girl knows how to use a lightsaber

→ ynchristensen when you grow up like I do you sort have to :) all jokes aside I love it and I loved seeing youuuuuu

starwars welcome back mini skywalker

→ ynchristensen 🫡🫡 glad to be back

iamcharliebushnell 🤟🏼🤟🏼

→ ynchristensen 🤟🏼🤟🏼

aryansimhadri yn has joined the dark side??

→ ynchristensen it be jst like that sometimes 🤷‍♀️ besides Luke does have a point….

→ walkerscobell Traitor

→ iamcharliebushnell she speaking facts

walkerscobell who may that person be in the last pic 🤔

→ ynchristensen it’s a secret 🤫

leahsavajeffries I lob u 🩷

→ ynchristensen I lob u 2 🩷

→ walkerscobell 🥲

username they’re definitely dating

→ user00 who???

→ username yn and walker

→ hearts4yn frrr she posted a story wearing his hat and in the last picture it’s a guy wearing a hat

→ username6 Charlie was wearing a hat too

→ hearts4yn he wasn’t wearing a NY Yankees hat, only walker

diorngoodjohn posted a story!

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ynchristensen life lately 😌 (yes he was approved by dad)

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walkerscobell WOOOOO I get to live another day

→ ynchristensen unfortunately 😔

leahsavajeffries no fair that walker met your dad first

→ walkerscobell perks of being her bf 😏

→ ynchristensen Dw leah dad let me invite all the girls over next week :)

→ diorngoodjohn YEAHHHHHHHH

→ walkerscobell oh.

Iamcharliebushnell I called it, now I can finally tell you about walkers fat crush on you and how he simped over you😝

→ ynchristensen MUAHAHAHA SPILLLL

→ walkerscobell Charlie no

username I KNEWWW IT

walkerscobell who is that handsome man in the second slide 🥵

→ ynchristensen oh you noticed the cockroach in my rooms floor :)

aryansimhadri you took my pookie from me 😢

→ynchristensen you can keep him he snores too much

→ walkerscobell I DO NOT

[boowritess]

gaz is my favourite to do the whole friends to lovers trope because imagine:

ya'll were childhood best friends, somehow managed to stick side by side despite having different interests and set of friends. knowing the other had their back when needed.

but it was nothing more than friendship.

atleast that's what the both of you delulued yourselves to think...

anyways, gaz joins the military, somehow ya both still managed to stay in contact. gaz messaging or calling at any free opportunity.

shower, bathroom, on a run, cleaning, as soon as he wakes up.

and it's crazy cause the 141 are like, "so when we gonna meet your little girlfriend?"

and gaz is like !?!?!??! "what girlfriend?"

in return 141 are just !?!?!?!!?!?!? "da fuq you mean what girlfriend, gaz? the girl you've been talking to every 5 minutes!"

and gaz, just- blushes. he doesn't know why but he does. like haha, you as his girlfriend- that's weird! could you imagine!? could you imagine...

gaz starts to fucking hyperfixate on imagining you as his girlfriend than bestfriend.

and like you and gaz have always heard people say that before but for some reason being thousands of miles away from you made him really fucking start to fixtate on that scenario. the 141 boys did not help. at all. always asking how gaz's girl is- making gaz roll his eyes and hide the blush as he talks to you on the phone.

then idk he gets to go home. gets to see you. and he forgets about the whole girlfriend conversation and is just happy to be with you. his best friend. his confidenant. his ride or die. his girl.

but then he realizes that he'd have you in whichever form you'd give him. and that's why- that's why he shoves away the thoughts about you being his girlfriend- UNTIL-

he's pissed. some lad you're seeing isn't treating you right (ofc it's some guy you met while gaz was away) and you're defending the guy. but every defence you bring up, he's got a rebuttal right back.

"he's not always so mean..." "bird, i've never talked to you like he did tonight, that ain’t an excuse."

"he's just having a shit time at work." "love, seriously? i get shot at on a constant basis and have fallen out of a helicopter twice."

"okay well- it's just a bad day today for him- that's all." "doll, when i've had the shittest day, any message, call, gift from you, anything that reminds me of you, makes me feel millions and millions more better. my 'bad day' is when we haven't talked."

...so things get pretty intense, and idk, maybe your stubborn and just like sarcastically say, "well not every guy feels the same as you gaz."

"damn right they don't because how i feel for you, none of those assholes could ever comprehend how much i lo-"

and he stops himself. clenches his jaw and swallows down the 'i love you'. he looks away from you when you look at him confused.

becauae you both have said those three little words before. throughout your whole friendship. what's different now???

♡

ahhhhhhhhhh i just wowwww gaz w/ friends to lovers trope yes pleasee

[gremlinmodetweeker]

To Market to Market, to Buy A Fat Hog

Okay so this one made me really sad guys. Yes this is more alpha König and omega reader. This one actually made me feel really bad for König. I promise you it will get better! I do!!! I keep saying it because I really do mean it!!! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Anyways, in this part, König sends you out to market to pick up groceries, and you find a cute alpha who actually seems to like you. Meanwhile, König struggles with appearances and his feelings.

Anyways!

TW: near infidelity (does not actually happen but comes close to a kiss), König feeling very sad and conflicted

Wordcount: 3.8K words (about 9 pages in google docs guys this is big)

Art from this post

Story Below the Cut

To Market to Market, to Buy A Fat Hog

As it turned out, cooking for König was no joke. He was an alpha, so it wasn't a surprise to figure out that the man liked to eat, but what you didn’t realize was that he was picky about it to boot. He was so picky that you’d had to resort to finding your own transportation to go down to the grocery store to find more ingredients.

“What are you you doing?”

You turned around to see König standing behind you in the front hall, posed somewhere between the stairs and the landing.

“We’re out of tomatoes,” you replied, “I need to go to the store to get some more.”

“Why do you need tomatoes?” König asked.

“To make the ratatouille that you wanted so badly,” you explained as you sat on a wooden bench to put on your shoes, “you asked for it last night, remember?”

König nodded, “You’re right, I’m sorry. I forgot about that.”

“Didn’t you say you were looking forward to this?” you raised an eyebrow at him.

“I’ve been looking forward to the whole week,” König replied with a smirk.

“That’s just great,” you sighed as you brought yourself up to your feet.

“You know it’s going to rain out there, right?” König asked curiously.

“Oh,” you reached down to pick up an umbrella, "thanks.”

König watched as you fumbled with your keys before he asked, “So you’re going out like that?”

You looked over your shoulder at him, “Is there something wrong with how I look?”

König shook his head, “No, no not like that. I’m just wondering if… Well, maybe you should wear something a bit nicer?”

“Why?’ you scoffed, “are you worried about your ‘image’ again?”

König said nothing, letting you fill in the blanks for him.

“Alright,” you rolled your eyes before brushing by him to head back upstairs, “then tell me what to wear.”

“Something nicer,” was all the clarification König gave you before heading off to the backyard. To do what, you didn’t particularly care enough to think about.

Once you were upstairs in your bathroom, you stared at yourself in the mirror. Maybe König did have a point; you looked like you’d been hit with a truck that morning. The bags under your eyes were deep and heavy, and your hoodie had stains all over the bottom and along the cuffs of your sleeves. If you sat on a corner and held out a cup, you’d probably be able to make up your entire grocery bill in an afternoon. What a miserable state you were in!

You decided that what you were looking at was not up to snuff, not for you at least. Evidently not for König either, but that wasn’t the point.

With a few brushes of powder and a nice new set of clothes, you were able to face your reflection with a smile. It was a hollow, fragile smile, but it was a smile nonetheless. You tried to focus on the victories, no matter how pyrrhic they felt.

You sashayed back down the stairs with a self confident grin only to be faced with the man who sent you upstairs in the first place.

His icy eyes were wide, glancing around frantically before settling them on his feet.

“Is this good enough?” you asked.

He didn’t say a word, just nodded quickly. You figured that was about as much flattery as you’d get out of him on a good day.

“What store are you going to?” König asked in a quiet voice.

“To the big one,” you replied, “you know, the one down the road.”

König set his lips into a line, then asked, “Why don’t you go to the farmer’s market? It's a Saturday. They should be open today.”

“How would I get there?” you asked.

König dug his hands through his wallet and pulled out a blue and green card, “This is for the bus. You know how to use the GPS on your phone, right?”

You nodded.

“Just look up farmer’s market on the app,” König offered, “it should get you there quickly.”

“But what about money?” you asked.

“Ach,” König hissed as he pulled his wallet from his jeans again, “take this. It should be enough for the groceries and then some for yourself.”

“Are you suggesting I get myself something nice?” you smirked dryly at the irony.

König paused to tilt his head so he could look you in the eyes, “Maybe. You can keep the bus card, too. You’ll need it more than me.”

“Is there enough money on it?” you asked.

“It’s synced to my card,” König replied, “it’ll charge me automatically. Don’t worry about loading it.”

You tucked the card into your own wallet, thinner than his by a landslide. With all your bearings checked, you patted down your dress and gave König an award-winning smile.

“I’ll be back soon,” you grinned.

“Text me when you’re coming home,” König told you as he turned to retreat into the home, “and when you get there. And when-" he clenched his jaw, "just keep me updated, bitte.”

You didn’t say a word, instead stepping through the door and slipping outside. You pulled out your phone and punched in König’s suggestion to find what you expected to be the farmer’s market. You didn’t stop to see if König was waving you goodbye from the window, instead marching to the nearest bus stop to get started on your route.

The bus wasn’t particularly crowded, but there was a beta male in rut that had evidently forgotten to take his pills this morning, making the entire bus reek of oceanic vinegar. He’d obviously tried to hide it with extra scent blocker deodorant, but he was failing miserably. Most of the others on the bus shot the poor fellow cruel looks, to which he withered in on himself. It wouldn’t surprise you if he’d been sent home from work to get himself some pills to stop stinking up the office.

Thankfully, aside from the beta male, there weren’t any great upsets along the way. The walk to the market was thankfully brief, though a drizzle started and you had to put up your polka dotted umbrella as a shield against the weathers. You’d spent too much time perfecting your lipstick to have it smudged by a few drops of rain. Just once, you wanted to feel like you looked nice. It wasn’t like König did anything to help you in that regard. Rather, you felt that when you were around him, you were about as attractive as plain cardboard or white wallpaper. Sometimes, he wouldn’t even let himself look at you, which though while a regular occurrence, still smacked of obstinate rudeness that cut you like a thousand papercuts. Each nervous glance away was another slit upon you. At this point, you were surprised your heart was still beating in its place in your chest.

You skulked through the market in a search for ingredients. You didn’t really need to go out today, but you wanted a break from the silence of the home. After spending so much time in the silence, the hustle and bustle of the market jostled you to and fro with the crowds. You were twirled around this way and that before you were able to stumble you way towards a decent-enough looking stall filled to the brim with bright red fruits.

Only once you were too close to be ignored did you realize that the stall was advertising cider and vinegar, made fresh from the very same apples that had drawn you in.

“Hey!” a tall alpha stepped up to greet you, “see anything you like?”

You, you wanted to say but you held your tongue. Instead, you looked over the merchandise before picking up a small bottle.

“Um, how much is this?” you asked as you passed over the cider.

“Oh this is on sale, actually,” the alpha laughed, exposing his bright white canines, “it’s just for today though.”

“Only today?” you parroted.

“Only for today,” the alpha agreed before screwing you with a strange look, “say, where’s your collar?”

You blinked as you reached up to your neck.

“Oh, I must have forgotten it at home,” you admitted shyly, ashamed you’d forgotten such an important piece of protection for yourself.

“How long have you been here?” the alpha frowned.

“Not long,” you said as you fingered the empty air around your neck, “I must’ve forgotten it when I went out this morning.”

“Well it’s not safe for an unclaimed omega to go around without a collar,” the alpha hummed before holding up a hand, “just wait right there. I’m gonna go talk to someone.”

You nodded and let the man hurry off to talk to an alpha woman who worked the other side of the stall. She glanced over at you with a quick smile before looking back at her coworker, letting him return back to you with a comment accompanied by a nod of her head.

The alpha stepped back from behind the stall to stand by your side, awkwardly squeezing into the space beside you as carefully as he could to avoid actively pressing in on your inner bubble.

“So, I talked to my boss, and she said it’s okay if I take a break and help you around the market,” the alpha smiled timidly, “it’s just… I’m worried somebody might hurt you.”

“Wait, really?” you blinked owlishly as you looked up at the man.

“I mean it’s not safe to be without a collar,” the alpha insisted, “so it only makes sense that I watch over you. I, uh, I have a lot of omega friends and they tell me it’s nice to have someone around to keep them safe.”

“Oh, um, thanks,” you felt a bit fuzzy as you smiled at the messy-haired brunette, “but you don’t have to if it’s too much-”

“It’s nothing,” the alpha interjected before wincing, “sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt it’s just, you know, I’d hate to let you go and have you get hurt or-”

“No I get it,” you helped the poor man out, “I just didn’t want to pull you away from work and…”

You both smiled fondly at each other. Maybe it was something about not being used to an alpha’s affection, but the man’s brown eyes were warm like honey and tea as he took you in. You were suddenly grateful for König insisting that you wear something nice. Wait, König!

“Oh, um, I’m sorry but I should probably just call my alpha to come get me,” you cringed at the thought of having to phone up that miserable lout to drag you back into that horrible home.

“Wait, your alpha let you out like this?” the alpha frowned, almost looking crestfallen, “that’s weird.”

“Well,” you sighed, “we’re in a weird relationship. I’m supposed to be his mate or whatever, but I just… He’s not really in it.”

“Oh you got matched?” the alpha perked up, “I had a few friends in the matching program.”

“You did?” you asked.

“Yeah! They’re all like, ‘Shaun you really gotta sign up for this matching program’ way back in high school, but now they’re all sad and miserable with their matches,” the man laughed before catching himself, “my name’s Shaun, by the way! Sorry about that, I forgot to introduce myself. What’s your name?”

You gave your name with a laugh, “I guess I forgot to introduce myself too!”

“Makes the two of us, I guess,” Shaun chuckled, turning with you to start walking the aisles with you, “so, what’re you here for anyways?”

“Just a few veggies and stuff,” you replied, “my alpha wants me to cook for him.”

“So he let you out in public but expects you to be a perfect little omega for him?” Shaun scoffed, “sounds like a great guy for sure.”

“Well,” you bit your lip, “it’s more complicated than that. See, I really wanted him to just, you know, be my partner but he wasn’t too keen on it. So I was thinking that maybe if I made him jealous, maybe he’d be more interested or something?”

“And how did that go?” Shaun chuckled.

“Well, he called me out pretty quickly and then told me I could make it up to him by cooking for him,” you explained, “so I guess I really got myself in this mess.”

“But you only did it because he wasn’t paying any attention to you?” Shaun asked, helping you navigate around a tight bend by using his body as a battering ram through the crowd.

You blushed furiously, “I mean, is it too much to ask? I really thought the matching system would work, but… Well…”

“Usually it works,” Shaun offered, “but not always,” he helped you step out of the way of a passing baby stroller, “some people say it takes a couple of years to work, but I just think it’s a bit overrated.”

“So you never signed up?” you asked.

“Nah, it’s not like people would really want me, anyways,” Shaun admitted, “I’m an alpha O with a degree in agriculture working at a small farm. I don’t make much, and not many people are into alpha Os.”

“Really?” you asked curiously, “why not?”

“Not as big as alpha Bs and not as stable as beta As,” Shaun explained, “but whatever. I bet you get it as an omega.”

“Omega O, actually,” you laughed when Shaun winced, “yeah, it’s not always fun. But hey, I get by.”

“So I’m guessing you’re matched with an alpha A?” Shaun cringed.

“Yeah! I’m told the matching system puts alpha As and omega Os together for some reason?” you shook your head, “it’s crazy to me.”

“Absolutely,” Shaun agreed, “oh look! You said you needed veggies, right? My friend runs that stand over there!”

Shaun pointed somewhere but the crowd obscured your vision. So thus you pushed forth behind him before coming into a small clearing.

“Shaun! Long time no see!” a tall beta woman leaned on the wood stand.

“Laura, we literally just talked two hours ago,” Shaun rolled his eyes before standing to the side, “I’m just here because this little omega over here forgot her collar back home. But yeah, you wanted to get some things, right?”

After a bit of social chit-chat, you left with a couple of baskets brimming with fresh produce. Included i the bundle was a jar of fresh tomato paste and a bottle of olive oil, courtesy of the Italian pasta maker in the stand beside you. The beta man running the store had been more than glad to help you out when he overheard you explaining your situation with König, though he had tried to make you take a particularly spicy sausage to try and ‘get back at the swine’ but you’d had to turn him down.

After touring the market once more, you sat down at a bench with a paper bag of cinnamon sugar doughnuts between you and Shaun.

“Thanks for helping me around here,” you said before taking another bite of the fresh-baked treat, “wow these are so good. You were totally right about these.”

“Those old ladies know what they’re talking about,” Shaun agreed as he took another doughnut, “but yeah, don’t worry about it. I’m just happy you’re safe and all that.”

“It’s nice to meet an alpha that’s not a major dickface,” you grinned, wiping the sticky sugar away from your fingers.

“Most alphas are pretty chill actually,” Shaun wrapped his sticky fingers together, “I mean, we have to take those emotional regulation classes all the way from grade one until we graduate. Most of us learn how to chill out a bit.”

“So that’s why you’re so nice?” you asked cheekily.

“I mean, I like to think I’ve always been pretty cool,” Shaun tossed you a sly grin, “just don’t tell Laura that. She thinks I’m weird.”

“And why’s that?” you kicked your feet beneath you on the bench.

“Oh, I dunno, because I like comics? Or maybe it’s ‘cause I can quote entire movies in one go,” Shaun laughed, “but I think that just makes me cooler.”

“You might be on to something,” you agreed before you heard a small ping! came from your pocket, “one sec I just need to check something,” you said as you pulled it out to check your notifications. König. “Shit,” you hissed, “it’s König.”

“König? Is that foreign?” Shaun asked.

“One sec I just gotta text him back…”

Hello? Is everything alright? You haven’t texted me in a while and I want to make sure you’re safe.

You hissed and typed out a quick reply before hitting ‘send’ and pocketing your phone again.

“Is this ‘König’ guy your alpha?” Shaun asked, looking at you with a melancholic expression.

“Yeah,” you admitted, “he was just checking if I was okay.”

“Really?” Shaun snorted, “from the way you put it, it didn’t sound like he cared about you at all.”

“Well he doesn’t,” you sighed, “but he has to keep up ‘appearances’ all the time.”

Shaun groaned, “That sounds fucking awful.”

“It can be,” you agreed, “but sometimes… Sometimes I wonder if maybe he does care.”

“If he did, he wouldn’t let you out of the house without a collar,” Shaun reasoned with you.

You hummed, looking down at your sugar-dusted fingers ass they fiddled among each other. You could feel the granules of sugar melting into a sticky paste against your skin, sticking with each brush of your hands against each other.

“It would be nice if my alpha cared about me,” you sighed.

“Well, why do you need him to care about you?” Shaun asked, “and anyways, can’t you break the match?”

“Omegas can’t break matches,” you informed him dutifully, “only alphas and betas have the right to break matches.”

Shaun slumped in his seat.

“Oh…”

“It’s stupid,” you spat.

“It’s sad ‘cause like…” Shaun shrugged awkwardly, “you seem really cool.”

“Do I?” you laughed, “because I’m not.”

“People say I’m not cool either,” Shaun smiled, “so I guess we’d work pretty well together.”

You turned slightly to look at him from the corner of your eyes. He wasn’t looking at you, instead focussing on his own hands, coated just like yours were. His shaggy hair hung low over his face, giving him an innocently youthful expression. He seemed so sweet, so different from the alpha that kept you caged in his home…

“We would,” you agreed, carefully reaching your hand out to his.

He took it carefully, almost afraid to respond to your touch.

“Your alpha wouldn’t like this, would he,” Shaun turned to look at you, his eyes almost golden in the sunlight.

“He wouldn’t,” you agreed, “but I don’t really care.”

You leaned in close, but just as you closed your eyes, your phone rang.

You snapped back to attention and wrenched it out of your pocket. It was König. You watched it ring once, twice, then tucked it back into your pocket.

“I don’t really care what he thinks,” you huffed.

“So, um, I guess you gotta go home now?” Shaun laughed, the tension between you thoroughly shattered.

“I guess,” you sighed before perking up briefly, “can I get your number? We can still talk and stuff. I’ve only just moved here, so it would be nice to know someone locally.”

“Sure, uh, just hand it over,” Shaun took your phone from you, trying to suck the sugar off his fingers before typing away and handing it back to you, “sorry about all the, uh, sugar and stuff.”

“Don’t worry about it,” you tucked your phone back into your pocket before typing your number into his and giving it back to him, “but yeah, it was great meeting you Shaun.”

“It was great to meet you too,” Shaun grinned.

“Well,” you looked at the bus stop across the street, “I guess I gotta go now.”

“Call me when you get home, yeah?” Shaun asked as you walked off.

“I will!” you promised and turned back to the bus.

“Where were you?” König hounded you as soon as you stepped through the door.

“I was out at the market,” you replied as you hauled the groceries into the kitchen.

“Why didn’t you text me?” König asked, drumming his fingers against the countertop nervously.

“I forgot,” you said as you put away a bag of carrots, “it happens.”

“But you…” König squinted and frowned, “where’s your collar? Did you already take it off?”

“I forgot to take it with me,” you replied quickly as you whirled around to put away a bunch of tomatoes.

You turned back to the counter but slammed into König’s chest. You stumbled back to glare up at him, but his worried face caught you off guard.

“Were you okay?” König asked, placing his palms on your shoulders, “nobody hurt you, did they? How could you forget your collar? You need to take care of yourself, ja?”

“I was fine,” you pushed back from him coldly.

König stepped to the side to let you carry on putting away the produce, shrinking in on himself awkwardly.

“Are you sure?” König asked nervously, “you smell… Different.”

“Somebody helped me around,” you explained easily as you turned away. When you turned back, König’s face had become downright stormy.

“Who helped you,” König’s voice was flat and cold like an iron sword.

“Some guy at a stall,” you tried to shake off the nerves that crawled up your back.

“An alpha?” König stepped in close.

You stopped what you were doing to look back at König closely. He had leaned in close, almost menacing in how he now crowded your form.

“Maybe?” you shrugged, “I didn’t really pay attention.”

König stopped you from turning away and leaned in close. Before you could say anything, he rubbed his neck against yours quickly, once on each side. He stepped back, but kept his grip on your shoulders.

“Better,” he said quietly.

“What’s wrong with you?” you spat.

König watched you carefully, taking in how you puffed up with frustration in his hold. A part of him seemed to soften as he took in your form.

“We need to keep up appearances,” König replied dryly.

“That’s bullshit,” you scoffed.

König ducked his head, but the grip on your shoulders tightened. He grimaced, then turned back and tucked you into his chest.

“Appearances matter,” his voice cracked slightly, but you didn’t mention it.

Instead, when you stepped back you trailed a hand on his chest, “Why do you care so much?”

“Appearances,” König choked out.

“That’s not why you care,” you tried to let your hand fall on his cheek but he was quick to duck away.

“It’s all that matters,” König’s voice was faint as he left the room, “it’s what keeps us safe.”

You watched him leave the room quietly. You felt your phone buzz in your pocket, but you weren’t as eager to pick up the phone this time.

AU Masterlist

[miam0re]

*waves at you*

Kafka messaging reader when she asks where are you and Blade for the past few hours and reader replied with "he's fucking me." and Kafka just replies with like "oh? is that so?" And the reader dropped her phone while Blade just keeps splitting us open for hours, and he just thrust up and bounces us up and down on his dick until we're screaming.. IT MAKES ME DROOL AND MY HORN-NKEE SIDE GO WILD IM SORRY IF IT SOUNDS WEIRD (this came out because I had a dream of it and i woke up like this feeling like this-)

THANKS-.🫶

Screaming along with you ahhhhhhhhhh

i don't even know what to title this lmao uhhhh

He's Fucking Me | Blade

NSFW, Fem!Reader, slight punishing, cock riding(because we're all whores for Blade), orgasm denial if you squint.

Just hours and hours of you spending your day bouncing on Blade’s cock because how often do you get to spend the day having your brains blown out by his massive girth? Not often with either Kafka or Silver always with you guys. What cockblocks. Even today, your phones had been buzzing and going off with messages and calls from the gal, so eager to meet you. But with how Blade was splitting you open, pumping you full of load after load till you had your tongue lolling out with moans flying from your lips…you really didn’t want any distractions. 

"Where are you and Blade????"

“He’s fucking me.”

A quick response to her texts before your phone slips from your hand and Blade has your wrists pinned behind your back, mouth sucking hickies on your breasts and neck. 

“How bold of you to take your mind off my cock for even a second. I don’t take well to being disrespected like that.” 

He stills his movements, leaving you helpless and grinding on his cock with no leverage but the circling of your hips. You whine and pull against his grip, wanting to sink your nails into his shoulder and get some real good fucking, but he wasn’t having it. All he does is glances at your twitching clit, eying the way you try to fuck yourself on his dick. It pleased him how desperately you tried to move, screaming and crying and whining and apologising. He smirk slyly, red eyes burning with passion through his bangs. A single thrust to the warm walls of your cunt…just to show what you’re missing. He knew you wanted it, but delaying your pleasure and watching you squirm like this was so enticing.

“Fuck yourself on my cock till you make me cum. Then perhaps I’ll consider flipping you over and fucking you hard.”

Yeah Kafka’s further messages teasing and asking for ‘details’ were left unanswered for the rest of the day. 

taglist: @stygianoir

[karasukarei]

Wind Breaker Drama CD vol. 1 – Fuurin, Memories of a Summer (Part 3 - final)

This is the last part, thanks for all the patience!

Part 1 here! Part 2 here!

Translation masterpost here!

Scene 6 – 11:46~13:42

Sakura: *stomach growls*

Ume: That’s a loud growl!

Sakura: Shut up! Hurry up and finish cooking it!

Ume: Well, hang on a bit! Everyone! Did you bring drinks?

Nirei: Yes! We’ve got them.

Ume: Right! Once again, thanks for coming today! Here’s to our summer! Cheers!

All: Cheers!

Sakura: This, can we eat it yet?

Nirei: Wait, Sakura-san, that’s still raw!

Suo: You’re really hungry aren’t you!

Tsuge: *virtuous gulping and swallowing* Yum!!! Meat is great for a tired body! I can feel my muscles celebrating!

Kiryuu: I was wondering about eating outside in such hot weather, but this is so tasty!

Hiiragi: There’s more coming, so eat up.

Suo: These vegetables, are they the ones that Umemiya-san planted on the rooftop?

Umemiya: You could tell! I harvested them together with Sugishita before coming today! Thanks for helping, Sugishita!

Sugishita: No, it was my pleasure.

Ume: They were all raised so well! I’m so happy everyone gets to eat them! (t/n: I WANT TO EAT THEM TOO)

Sakura: Oi Sugishita! Don’t take my meat!

Sugi: *scoffs very loudly. Like a dog*

Sakura: Don’t ignore me!

Hiiragi: There’s still a lot so don’t fight!

Ume: Yum! Eating together with everyone really makes the food taste good! Don’t you think so too, Sakura?

Sakura: *blushes very loudly* Mm, well, it’s not bad…

Ume: Hee hee.. Hey Sakura, you’re only eating meat?! Here, this bell pepper has been perfectly grilled!

Sakura: Don’t just give it to me! I don’t eat vegetables! (t/n: we can shake on that Sakura bell peppers suck)

Tsuge: Oh, is this Sakura’s virtue as well?

Suo: I think he just doesn’t like it.

Ume: Eh?? But vegetables are delicious…

Suo: Sakura-kun, you also leave the vegetables with your omurice behind don’t you?

Sugi: Hmph. What a brat.

Sakura: Huh?! You wanna take this outside?!

Hiiragi: Shut up and eat!

Ume: Hahaha, this is so fun!

 Scene 7 – 13:42~15:56

Suo: Step... by step… Going down the dimly lit corridor, there was a shadow up ahead. It feels bad, I’m scared, the man thought as he raised his voice. “Good evening,” he said, but there was no reply.

*somebody gulps; probably Sakura”

Suo: Behind him, he felt a presence, and the man turned around… there was a woman with long hair and a face that was all d-

Nirei: HIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Sakura: Hiie! I was scared by your voice!

Hiiragi: Suo, you’re really good at ghost stories, I was starting to get a little spooked there.

Ume: Really? I can’t see ghosts or spirits, so they don’t come to me at all.

Suo: But if you tell stories like this, they’ll probably come! (t/n: there's a test of courage called the Hyakumonogatari, where it's said that after telling 100 ghost stories a ghost will appear.)

Tsuge: M-maybe we should stop telling them…

Nirei: I’d like to go to the toilet…!

Tsuge: M-me too!!

*sound of washing hands*

Tsuge: Ahh, once it’s summer, everyone starts telling scary stories.

Nirei: Well, it does suit the season after all. (t/n: In Japan at least it’s something of a tradition to tell ghost stories in summer; it’s the same as how the beach or eating watermelon are also associated with summer)

Tsuge: Speaking of, this inn is pretty old, isn’t it? (t/n: remember that this is more like an empty private house that was rented out, and not a ryokan-type situation where there are always other staff around)

Nirei: Indeed, it has character or something like that.

Tsuge: Hey Nirei-kun, why did you suddenly stop there?

Nirei: Tsugeura-san, the corridor there…

Tsuge: There? It’s dark so I can’t really see.

Nirei: Isn’t there something there? A girl with long hair…

Tsuge: Maybe it's another guest?

Nirei: We rented it out today right?

Tsuge: Maybe it's the staff?

Nirei: But they told us they would come only during breakfast, didn’t they already go home long ago?

Nirei and Tsuge: Huh?? AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Scene 8 – 15:56~18:33

Ume: Hm, what?

Suo: Just now, wasn’t that Nirei-kun and Tsugeura-kun’s voice?

Hiiragi: I’ll go take a look.

*Nirei and Tsugeura whimpering*

Hiiragi: What are you guys doing here shaking so much?

Nirei: J-j-j-just now, o-o-over there!!!

Tsuge: A woman with l-l-long h-hair…!!!

Hiiragi: Huh? Woman? Hmm… Ah… *chuckles not of anguish* Umemiya… don’t laugh…!

Kiryuu (I think): Speaking of… Sakura-chan… pfft…

Suo: So you guys mistook Sugishita-kun for the ghost of a woman!

Sugi: *growls*

Ume: DAHAHAHHA! That’s a disaster!

Sakura: How did you mistake this guy for one???

*Ume and Sakura laughing (t/n: THIS IS SO CUTE)

Nirei: But the corridor was really dark!

Tsuge: And the hair was waving in the wind, like sassassa!

Kiryuu: That’s cos Sugi-chan has such pretty hair~

Hiiragi: I was also thinking that it was just Sugishita.

Sakura: But even so, a woman??

Sugi: HMPH *throws a pillow at Sakura*

Nirei: Sakura-san! Are you ok!

Suo: Oh! A perfect straight on hit!

Kiryuu: No matter how soft the pillow is, a hit like that has got to hurt~ (t/n: omg the way he says this line is SO CUTE)

Sakura: Yooouuuu!!! Ha! *starts throwing pillows*

Tsuge: He’s equally vicious! Sugishita-kun, are you alright?

Suo: Sakura-kun nice shot! *claps* (t/n: THIS MAN JUST WANTS TO SEE THE WORLD BURN)

Nirei: This isn’t the time to clap?!

Ume: Great! Since we’re staying over, let’s have a pillow fight! Let’s join too!

Tsuge: Sounds good! We’re joining in!

*multiple cries of war*

Kiryuu: It seems fun, but I don’t want to sweat again after just getting out of the shower~

*Kiryuu gets hit*

Kiryuu: Ow… Who was that just now?? Guess I have no choice…

Suo: Joining in sometimes isn’t too bad too! (t/n: HE DEFINITELY THREW IT AT KIRYUU)

Nirei: If it’s like this, I have no choice but to join!

Hiiragi: Even if it’s just us, don’t make too much of a racket. Oi. Are you guys listening. Tch. SHUT U- *gets hit by a pillow*

Scene 9 – 18:33~end

*very loud manly snoring*

Sakura (I think): The meat… is mine… *snores more*

Tsuge: Next… ??? (t/n: can’t hear this part)… will be disturbed…

Nirei: Everyone has fallen asleep.

Suo: Everyone did play a lot today. I’ll be sleeping soon too. Nirei-kun, will you be sleeping soon?

Nirei: I’ll sleep after I write my diary!

Suo: I see! Good night.

Nirei: Hmm, today, I went to the beach with everyone from Boufuurin. We played watermelon splitting, had shaved ice, and the barbecue was delicious! The pillow fight was pretty intense though. So many things happened, I can’t finish writing about them all. But if there’s one thing I can say, it was that it was the best day ever!

[killuaisaprincess]

🔥

Gon is burning toast when he comes down and flings himself into Gon’s chest.

Gon catches him, his arm around his waist and his eyebrows furrowed as his toast pops out, and he can smell the smoke.

“Hey, princess, what’s wrong?”

He can’t help but coo.

Killua is so precious and cute.

Killua’s tail swooshes back and forth, a cute pink bow near the bottom, matching the pink bows pinned in his hair near his ears.

[merakiui]

Omg omg imagine if jamil usuay wears contacts at school (he dances, plays basketball, chases kalim, etc. It's safer that way) but one night when you're studying with him he's wearing his glasses and gently glaring at you over the tops of the frames ahhhhhhhhhh 😫😫😫

AAAAAAA YES….. studying together, but you’re so distracted because you’re not used to seeing Jamil in glasses. Maybe you didn’t even know he had glasses, and you always assumed he relied on contacts (or perhaps you didn’t know he had contacts either)! His stern, yet slightly soft glare as he tells you to focus on the textbook, or else you’ll never pass tomorrow’s exam.

It’s very obvious to Jamil that you’re interested in his glasses. But how can you not be when he looks so good in them!!!!! orz he’ll consider wearing them more for you during these private study sessions, but before he does that you’ll have to get a passing mark on the exam. :) if you want it so badly, you’ll do your best to earn it, right?

[krakerjaksstuff]

The thing that makes me crazy about webgott is that their whole relationship is centred around the fact that they do not understand each other but so desperately want to.

Like the wagon scene! Where Lieb automatically assumes Web finished his degree and Web snaps at him for assuming anything. And instead of fighting back, Lieb’s just like “yeah you’re right” and so quickly throws away his preconceived notion of Webster in order to get to know the real one. (And don’t get me started on Lieb’s “you’re kidding? I love to read!” Like Lieb, you are down sooooo bad)

And then there’s the infamous mountaintop scene where Web is *so* insistent on asking Liebgott if this was personal to him or not. He wants to understand what exactly Liebgott is feeling and thinking, and by now, he knows him well enough to see through Liebgott’s lies of it just being an order to him. (AND ONCE AGAIN, DONT GET ME STARTED ON HOW LIEB WAS DEFINITELY THE ONE WHO DRAGGED WEB TO THE MOUNTAINTOP WITH HIM. LIKE WEB DID NOT KNOW ANY OF THE DETAILS FOR THE MISSION. HE WAS THERE BECAUSE LIEBGOTT *WANTED* HIM TO BE THERE AHHHHHHHHHH)

And then after the mountaintop scene, after everything that’s transpired, they still attempt to bridge that gap. Does it work? That’s another reason why I love webgott because the possibilities are endless. They could so easily fall into strangers just as easily as lovers. Or maybe a mixture of both. But if they do end up together, they will never stop trying to know each other. Will they ever find full understanding? No, and they’re okay with that because their edges will soften together until they are inextricably intertwined. It’s hard work but also it’s the easiest work because they’re doing it together.

[yeyinde]

hi bb!! i started classes this week didn’t mean to disappear 😭 i hope you’ve been great but ALL FUCKING DAY i’ve been thinking about price.

just cooking him dinner and grabbing him refills whenever his beer is empty,,, sitting next to his chair (at the head of the table of course) in ur own seat inched closer to him. playing footsy as he finishes up, holding one of his hands and telling him all about ur day

and then he scoots back, taking his dishes to the sink and rinsing them before heading to the couch. he watches you pad over to him and pulls you into his lap,,, big hands around your chin while he kisses you uuuuugggggghh

he lays you back on the couch, pulling your clothes aside and just EATS it, beard covered in his saliva and your mess. his tongue is inches deep in you before his hands finally settle, one reaching up to grope at your boobs and one playing with your cunt right besides his mouth.

-🧸 i’m fucking crazy about him

no worries!! i hope classes are going well for you!!!

and ahhhhhhhhhh 🫠 okay. yeah. i read this and immediately my head when blank. absolutely fuzzyyyyy. goddd domesticity with Price would an unreal experience. he'd angle his chair to watch you while you mess around his space, glancing every-so-often to the game he put on. barely paying much attention to it as the dream in his head starts to bleed into reality. you feeding him. bringing him whiskey, his cigars. bending down to give him a kiss when you can.

his big, burly arms locked around you. muttering in your ear about what's going on in the game. short, curt. to the point. but there's a growl in his voice, a rasp that makes you pant. he knows. of course he does. feeds into it.

lays his whole body over yours in a bear hug, one arm under your hips, pulling you back into his groin, the other lodged between your throat and the mattress, keeping your neck tucked tight in the bend of his elbow as he fucks you. keeps purring in your ear about how good you look in his house. takin' care of him. and now, he gets to take care of you.