#he rly took all of that to heart huh.

[parkitaco]

tonight i am thinking about how will said “where’s dustin right now? see, you don’t know, and you don’t care, and obviously he doesn’t either and i don’t blame him” during the rain fight and then by s4 dustin was the party member that mike was closest with

[kawamarii]

trussed

⋆ ࣪. kotaro bokuto x reader

-16 and ageless blogs dni

contents Ⳋ bondage, dirty talk, breeding, size difference, established relationship, bokuto’s vocal asf

a/n : im sorry it took a while for me to start writing again, i’ve been rly sick but i wanted to get something done for yall :3

word count: 1.5k

yours and bokuto’s sex life was nothing short of boring. you two basically fucked like rabbits; when you started, you kept going until you couldn’t.

bokuto is a big guy; both of you are aware of that. his height, his muscles, even his dick prove that. you’d always wake up sore but he’d make up for it with his aftercare. no matter how you may complain, you love the way he manhandles you. you’ve been doing some thinking, and you want to try something new.

bokuto fiddled with his keys outside your shared apartment, finally home after a couple hours of practice. you perked up from your seat on the couch, deciding to meet him halfway. you stumbled over to the door to open it before he could, swinging it open and looking up at him with a smile on your face. his gaze immediately softened upon the sight of you.

you wasted no time wrapping your arms around his neck and squeezing him, making him laugh. “somebody missed me, huh?” he teased, and you nodded swiftly into the crook of his neck. he sighed, basking in your scent as his arms lazily wrapped around your waist. you pressed your chest against his, peppering kisses along his neck.

he tilted his head to give you more access, a shiver running down his spine. “you’re wastin’ no time, huh?” he said, squeezing your hips. you shook your head, lifting up to meet his half-lidded gaze. “needed you all day,” you pouted, and he pressed a kiss to your forehead. “yeah?” he piqued, making you hum. “wanna try something new.” you mumbled, your hands running along his torso.

his eyes lit up, his hands gliding down your sides to grip at your ass. “oh really? what might that be?” he asked, and you simply shook your head, grabbing his wrist and leading him to your shared bedroom. he laughed. “damn, you really are needy, huh?” he asked, a rhetorical question making your eyes roll.

as you entered the room, you dropped his wrist and stumbled to the nightstand, pulling out the drawer and dug out a soft rope; one he hadn’t seen before. his heart leaped in his chest. he had an idea of where this was going, making his shorts tight. he placed his hands on his hips, waiting for you to speak.

you turned to face him with it in your hands, your expression obviously flushed. it was a bit embarrassing to say; not that he would judge you, you knew he wouldn’t; but the fact you had to say it out loud makes you a bit awkward. you mumbled something under your breath, and he tilted his head.

“hm? you’re gonna needa speak up, pretty,” he said, his voice a little huskier than before. you stared up at him through your lashes. “want you to tie me up.” he stared at you for a moment, a chuckle escaping from him, rumbling deep within his chest. he took the rope gently from out of your hands, and pushed you down against the mattress. “really? what made you think of this?” he said, his lips finding your skin, his hands holding your hips as he nipped your collarbone. you sighed.

“..like when you manhandle me, kou,” you flushed, a whimper leaving your mouth as his teeth grazed against your sensitive skin. “fuck,” he groaned, “you like when i toss you around? hm?” he hummed against your skin, his golden eyes staring at you. you nod, a grin gracing his features. “good girl,” he purred, making you shiver.

he took the rope in his hands and examined it, looking between it and you. you were sprawled out on the mattress beneath him, his knees placed on both sides of your legs, encasing you between them. “you’ll look so pretty tied up for me, yeah?” he professed, and you meekly nod. he brings his hands to the hem of your shirt, helping you lift it up over your shoulders and tossing it to the side.

he stared down at your bare chest, licking his lips. “can’t ever get over these perfect tits,” he spoke, cupping the fat in his hands. he pressed a kiss against your sternum, his hands finding their way to the hem of your panties. “let’s get these off, hm?” he asked, and you nod, lifting your hips off the bed to help him hike it down your thighs. he groaned. “so fucking wet, and i didn’t even touch you yet, baby,” he cooed, bringing two fingers to glide between your folds. you shudder, a moan leaving your lips. “please,” you mutter, “i just need you to fuck me.”

he chuckled. “you don’t gotta tell me twice, he said, taking the rope and untying of from eachother. he looked down at you, a more serious look toning his face. “if you wanna stop, or if you want me to untie you, you know the word, okay?” he said, and you nod. “i know,” you agreed, and he smiled, pressing a kiss to your lips. “need you to help me out here, okay? lift your hands above your head.” he said, his voice soft as you complied, lifting your hands to rest above your head.

he took the rope and wrapped it snug around your wrists, tying it just tight enough for you to not slip out of it. “not too tight? all good?” he asked, wanting affirmation that you’re fully on board with this. “kou,” you sigh, a needy sound escaping your throat, “‘s good, please,” you practically beg, making him laugh. “patience, baby,” he tutted, tying the rope around the post of the headboard. once finished, he looked down at his masterpiece, a heavy breath leaving him.

“wish you could see what i see,” he groaned, “look so fuckin’ pretty all at my will like this,” he cleared his throat, his hands pulling at his waist band, swiftly pulling down his shorts and boxers in one go. he was painfully hard, his erection springing free and against his stomach. “see what you do to me?” he said, pumping his length as he spit down on your cunt. you jumped a bit, your legs spreading open as you panted. “kou,” you whined, your impatience growing more evident, and he nodded.

he aligned his tip with your entrance, bottoming out in one go. you gasp, your eyes shooting wide open as you moaned, making him moan as well. his hands rested on your waist as he leaned down to kiss you, letting you adjust to the sudden intrusion. “no matter how much i fuck you, still so tight for me,” he muttered against your lips, making you whimper. he pulled his hips out and slammed them back into you, making you moan loudly.

you always had your hands on him while you two fucked, so the feeling of being at his mercy has you clenching down around him. “oh, you like this, huh?” he teased, starting to drill into you at a steady pace, and you nod. “y-yes, fuck, ‘s so good—!” you whine, your lips puffy as you stare up at him. he nods encouragingly, his thumb coming down to rub circles into your swollen clit. you moan, your legs wrapping around his waist.

“kou, ‘m not gonna last,” you whine, your voice raspy from the amount of moaning you’ve been doing. he laughs. “damn, ‘s that good, huh,” he grinned, his hips picking up in speed, “that’s okay, pretty girl, me either. seeing you like this— fuck, can make me cum on the fuckin’ spot,” he moaned, emphasizing his words with a thrust inbetween each one, and you threw your head back. “oh my god, kou, please— cum inside, want you inside,” you babbled, and he nods, humming “mmhm, mhm,” at your words.

“yeah? want me to fill you up?” he groaned, his hips slamming into you at this point. “yes— fuck! please,” you beg, feeling your orgasm approach. “don’t worry baby, i will. you’re gonna fuckin’ cum with me, understand?” he slapped your clit, making you jolt. “y-yess, fuck, im gonna cum, im cumming—!” you moan, your jaw falling slack as your orgasm washed over you. your ears rang and you saw stars.

the way your walls fluttered around him has his thrusts uncoordinated, “fuckkk, that’s a good girl,” he drawled out, his hips stilling inside you once he helped you work through it, his load spilling into you. he held you against his pelvis, making sure you didn’t waste a drop. you both panted for a minute, and he pressed a soft kiss to your lips. “you okay?” he muttered, his tone gentle, and you nod tiredly.

he reached up to untie your wrists, tossing the rope to the side and kissing your skin in place. “did so good for me,” he praised, making your heart flutter. “maybe we’ll have to do that more often, seeing how much you liked that,” he teased, rubbing circles into your sore skin. you giggle, reaching up to pull him on top of you, him resting dead weight. “i love you,” you sigh, your head resting against his.

he chuckles, pressing a kiss to your chest. “i love you too.”

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[mischefous]

Art request huh ? *sees whump art request* Oh~ I see *Laughs like a disney villain*

Oh Hylia- I see things-

So- First idea was : Wind and or Wild and or Sky falling down a cliff because their gliding gear tore up or smt and the others are like : Oh no !

Second Idea is Wild having a memory overlap and he struggle to recognize those around him or confuses them with people he saw in the memory and since we love yo see those blorbos suffer let it be a bad memory ans him wanting to run away or smt

Third I imagined the Chain going to Outset only to realize that Wind whole existence has been forgoten even my his sister and grandma (but it's just a dream because as much as I love angst my lil heart can take so much)

Then I had Warriors having an argument with Time but ending up calling him Mask and "reminding him" of everything he had done in the war (or smt like that I don't rly have an idea about how the fight is ending)

Maybe Four but one of the colour is dead/disappeared and the others colors are really but REALLY affected and the Chain doesn't know what to do

And I might have more idea but I need to rush to the bus stop bye ! Have a great day !

heyyyy Anon! this is super late but I went with your first idea hehe. I love all the other ideas sm! might come back to one of them later :3 Thank you for the request Anon💙

Wild took a nasty tumble after his paraglider got shredded by a rogue arrow

CW! blood, head injury

I tried to do a perspective drawing with foreshortening but I don't think it worked XD Foreshortening is freaking hard

[seneon]

all mine ──── reo mikage x gn! reader.

about. two souls who are oblivious to each other's feelings. | ib all mine, plaza. fluffy but not rly fluff..? wc of 690+

notes. whenever i listen to that song, it reminds me of reo idk why. AND Y'ALL THOUGHT I FORGOT ABOUT BLUE LOCK HUH SHAME ON U

popular mikage reo is loved amongst students, perhaps even hated. who knows. but there were only two sides, love and hate. all the girls in school wanted mikage reo and all the boys wanted to be like mikage reo. to put simply, he is the dream of everyone.

he gets everything he wants. money, success, fame, women, nagi seishirou. whatever that he desires, he gets.

so what happens when he doesn't get what he wants?

more like, what would happen if a student that wants him, ends up not wanting him anymore…?

reo mikage is oblivious to the times where you tried so hard to talk to him or be in his presence. to even get his attention through a crowd of dedicated fangirls and haterboys is just so hard. so not even one week of attempting to express your feelings, you have completely cut them off like cutting a mere thread.

sometime after you left, reo mikage started to notice you. how ironic is that? the popular mikage reo finally notices you, quite a popular student too. you were popular for your performing arts talent, often seen performing for school events or even outside of school.

the mikage attempted a chase and attract challenge for quite some time. but there was not even once where you would look his way and smile or blush or anything. now he felt like his desires weren't going to be fulfilled. he should've paid you more mind when you used to like him.

“yo mikage! you ever get the news on why l/n doesn't fawn over you like everyone else?”

he does. in fact, he wonders about it all the damn time. it was shocking that there are actually people who don't pay any mind to the mikage.

“they said l/n used to like you but gave up because you're wayyy too popular, man. they don't want you anymore.”

oh. talented y/n used to like reo mikage. that's a little disappointing. maybe a bit more disappointing. okay reo is lying to himself. he is extremely disappointed. he is disappointed at himself for how he never paid you any attention when you used to like him. if only he wasn't so oblivious then only would he make things work.

he could have you all for himself this entire time. he could have told people that talented y/n is all his. he would say “y/n is all mine” proudly.

is there a second chance for him in your heart? he is eager to know. so reo mikage is going to try to get your attention now. will he succeed or not? oh reo mikage prays. if not, he will do even the most ridiculous of stunts to get you to look at him just once. at least once.

truth is, he didn't even have to try. he was always in your heart. you'll only look his way whenever he isn't looking so you'd admire him from afar. how pathetic talented y/n is, to think that you have no chance with ace student reo mikage.

will this complex love story ever be solved?

yeah.

“will you ever look my way, y/n?! i've been trying so hard to talk to you. why won't you notice my feelings for you?!” reo mikage loses his patience and snaps at you.

in class, right where you sat completing your music sheet. and the mikage who snapped all of a sudden in the middle of a free period where the entire class paused at the outburst.

“i like you y/n, please just acknowledge my existence!”

oh dear. someone's angry.

“not like i don't acknowledge your existence. you're very much known to me. but the feelings part is not what i expected,” you said, looking at your music sheet and at reo. “i like you too.”

and that was all it took for two oblivious souls to acknowledge their feelings for each other. it isn't that hard to just... go up and talk. another day, and reo mikage gets to finally call the school's most talented performer “all mine.”

© SENEON 2024 ♰ do not repost, alter, or translate.

[wooahaes]

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pairing: non-idol!mingyu x gn!reader [reader has a uterus!!!]

genre: fluff. convenience store worker au. friends to lovers, kind of!

word count: ~0.7k

warnings: menstruation + mentions of reader bleeding through their pants. reader is not referred to with any pronouns or anything. mingyu being obvious w his affection and reader being over his shit.

daisy's notes: u can tell im rly going through it rn huh

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck--Of all the things that could happen today, a bloodstain on your pants was one of the worst.

Thankfully, you were prepared for one part of this. You had period supplies in your bag, and you'd taken care of that issue easily enough. Yet now you were standing in the bathroom, pissed at yourself for not wearing a shirt long enough to hide the stain, or a jacket that you could tie around your waist until you got home. You'd glanced at your phone, frustrated as you tried to figure out a plan. Mingyu would definitely be fine if you told him you needed to run home and change pants (thank fuck you didn't live super far from the convenience store you both worked in). If you walked just right the stain wouldn't be super obvious from the front, but the back of your pants...

Life sucked. Everything sucked.

All too soon, there was a knock at the door, startling you. Mingyu called out your name, and you shut your eyes, already cursing the world.

You cracked the door open, peering at Mingyu's face... only to realize one little thing first. He was wearing a hoodie. He wasn't supposed to, your boss had a weird thing about it despite keeping the store cold as fuck, but the two of you never blabbed.

"I need your jacket."

He stared at you. "What? No--It's cold in here."

"Mingyu," you lowered your voice. "I need your jacket. Just for, like, thirty minutes, max."

"Why do you--"

You glanced toward the storefront, relieved that it was empty, and turned back to him. "I bled and I need to run home and change pants--"

Already, he was unzipping his jacket to hand it over, mumbling something about why didn't you just say that? He had a sister, he understood accidents like this happened. He watched as you pulled the door open further, tying his jacket around your waist before stepping out. Mingyu leaned against the wall, looking you over for a moment.

He smiled, admiring you with this sappy look in his eyes--which you swore you'd seen him have when seeing a puppy once. "Not how I wanted to give you my jacket, but..."

You rolled your eyes. "Uh-huh." Not this shit again. How many times had Mingyu said things like this...? You weren't sure. You started to make your way to the doors, "I'll be fast. If I run, I should take long--"

"You don't have to rush," Mingyu said. "I can handle things. Just take care of yourself. I'll make up an excuse for you," he pulled the door open for you, lingering just behind you with that same stupid grin on his face. Sometimes you hated how handsome he was. "Just go and come back safely."

You furrowed your brow, staring at him. "... What are you doing?"

"Helping you," he smiled. "If you want to make it up to me... You could buy me dinner."

Is now really the time to play this game? "Stop teasing," you took a step outside, turning back to him. "I'll be back--"

"I'm not!" He called out, following you out. "I'm serious. I like you."

For a moment, your mind went blank. Really? Really? Now, of all times? "Oh my god, Mingyu--" You took a few steps back, "Okay--We'll--We'll talk about that one later. I'll be back in a bit!"

He beamed at you, watching you go with that same stupidly handsome smile on his face, happy as ever to see you. Once you had disappeared down the street, he stepped back inside, completely content in his flirting with you again. To be honest, he always had the idea that one day he'd walk you home after work, and he'd notice you shiver, and he'd offer up his jacket... But this worked, too.

(Just ignore the way his heart stopped when you came back, wearing his jacket, and saying something about how he needed to pick where he wanted dinner from... and that you'd be keeping the jacket until the end of your shift.)

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[strayfics]

hiiiii i rly enjoyed ur haechan drabble 💚 can i request for one of mark lee but with playful pecks or kisses ? ty in advance !

[NCT] MARK - SURPRISE KISSES

☆ Mark x gn reader ☆ fluff ☆ 1k+ words ☆ Giving a kiss out of the blue and watching the other get flustered. Note: I'm really happy you liked it and thank you for requesting! It's a bit late but I hope you enjoy this one too!!

At the start of your relationship, you could hardly imagine that anything would be better than making your boyfriend laugh. You wouldn’t say that you’re the funniest person alive, so whenever a little joke or a small comment was rewarded with Mark’s giggle, you felt like the happiest person alive.

That was, until your relationship developed to the point where casual kisses became more and more regular.

Saying hello and goodbye, good morning and good night with a peck was as natural as breathing, and it left room for the two of you to just approach the other without any particular reason aside from wanting a kiss. So, on a particular movie night date, that’s exactly what you did.

The movie was past its halfway point already when your eyelids started to feel heavy as you rested your head on Mark’s shoulder. He was completely engrossed in the scenes, even though you had watched it at least three times together already – he must have seen it even more times. For a while, you settled on watching his face and his minute reactions instead of the tv, letting your thoughts wander.

They didn’t go too far, eyes fixed and lingering on your boyfriend's face, when an idea suddenly popped into your head and you acted without any hesitation. You leaned up a bit and pressed a quick peck on his cheek.

You were met with wide, rapidly blinking eyes on a confused, visibly reddening face. “Huh? What was that?” It was as if you just snapped him out of the movie’s world and for a moment, he was unable to register what just happened.

You grinned at his reaction, your grin turning into giggles as you pressed a similarly quick kiss to his lips as well. “Nothing, I just really wanted to kiss you.”

“O-oh, okay…?” Mark was still looking at you like he wasn’t sure why you did that, and he kept glancing back at you in case you had something more to say. However, you just laid your head back on his shoulder and turned to the screen, smiling to yourself.

On that day, you committed Mark’s flustered expression to memory and made a mental note to surprise him with kisses more often.

A few more times and you were addicted. You kissed his cheek when he was too focused on something and didn’t notice you coming into his study. You kissed his neck when you cuddled in bed when he didn’t expect it. You pecked his lips when he was rambling too much and going in circles. You took every opportunity to watch him freeze for a moment, then blush and stutter and giggle in embarrassment. You thought that he would get used to your random kisses after a while but somehow, it never failed to catch him off-guard.

Everything was perfect until one day, your boyfriend took revenge.

It wasn’t that he intended to do so, the situation just presented itself naturally. The universe or some higher power must have taken pity on his heart and decided to make things even.

This evening, you were sitting on the couch, working on your laptop while Mark scrolled on his phone beside you. It was a quiet and comfortable moment, just existing in each other’s presence until you finished what you had to do and you could start making dinner. You were completely focused on the task at hand, losing all sense of time and space as you sunk into your thoughts.

You’re not sure how long you were in this state, only that what pulled you out of it was a pair of soft lips pressed to your cheek. As if mirroring the first time Mark was on the receiving end, you just stared at him with a confused expression and felt your face grow warmer under his self-satisfied look.

“What? Only you can give me surprise kisses?” he grinned and poked your cheek for good measure.

“N-no, I just… didn’t expect it…” you stated the obvious, looking away from him to your laptop’s screen but unable to find anything to focus on anymore.

“Cute,” Mark laughed at your reaction and gave you another peck before reaching over to take your laptop out of your hands and put it on the coffee table. “I was thinking that you should take a break and eat something, by the way.”

“Um, okay…” you nodded but made no move to get up, so Mark poked your side. “Hey!”

“Come on, you can’t be so shocked. Do you have any idea how many times you kissed me out of the blue like that?” he laughed, attempting to poke you again but this time you could slap his finger away before it could reach you.

“Yeah but you never did that to me before,” you argued and made your own move to poke his side.

Mark laughed again and from the sparkling of his eyes, you could tell that it was game on. “Well, then maybe I should start doing it more often too.” He avoided your defenses, pretending to poke your side but leaning in to kiss your neck instead. “I admit it’s fun.”

Thus, things escalated into a full-blown tickle fight. There was no real winner or loser; the both of you continued to poke, tickle and kiss the other as much as you could. Boundless laughter filled the living room while you fell over on the couch and became a mess of intertwined limbs. The fight only ended when the two of you couldn’t catch your breath anymore and there was no other choice but to refill your lungs.

Mark was the first one to recover and give you another kiss despite his unceasing giggles. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him back for another kiss when he wanted to part from you, and you slid your fingers upwards to mess his hair up while he was distracted with your lips moving against his.

He looked mildly offended when he pulled away and looked down at you, but when he saw your fond smile, he couldn’t help but lean down again to press a kiss on the tip of your nose and mutter another “cute.”

“Cuter,” you argued, nuzzling your nose together with his.

You both needed a few moments of rest and cuddling after your tickle fight, neither of you quite wanting to separate just yet. Dinner would have to wait for a little while longer…

[awkwardtickleetoo]

Ler!Sapnap Week Day 5 - Tease/Ghost Tickles

hello everyone :D i am back with another (very very very late) fic for @sleepy--anon ‘s ler!sapnap week!!!! wooooo!!!

this is for day 5’s prompt which is teases/ghost tickles!! make sure you check out the original post here, and make sure you show sleepy your love and support for putting this week together in the first place!!!

this one isn’t too crazy or anything, but i experimented a little bit with the formatting in docs and then had to try something different here, and i’ve never done anything quite like this before so i think it’s pretty cool :D hope everyone enjoys!!

orange text is sapnap’s messages, green text is dream’s messages

lee!dream, ler!sapnap, 1.8k words

enjoy :)

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Dream’s phone screen lit up from where it laid flat on his nightstand, catching his eye as he turned away from the mini fridge he’d walked across the room to grab a bottle of water from. He twisted the lid off the bottle, picking up the phone as he took a sip, seeing that the notification had been a text from Sapnap.

hey

are you super crazy busy rn

Dream smiled, always endeared by Sapnap’s word choice, taking another sip before putting the bottle down and typing out a response.

not rly

i put all the video stuff in files but it’s too late to start editing so i’m just gonna do it tomorrow

why?

Dream sat down on the edge of his bed, placing his phone on the pillow beside him and twisting to his left, then to his right, stretching his back. He watched a new text come in, followed by more typing bubbles.

i just had a really dumb stressful meeting and i’m fucking frustrated

not like mad i just feel like i have so much pent up energy

and i really wanna come tickle you

Dream felt his stomach flip as he read the words, cold water bottle resting against his thigh and sending a chill up his spine. His thumb hovered over the keyboard, and he blinked in disbelief at his phone screen as he read the message over and over again. After almost a full minute, he formed a response.

……what

Very eloquent, if you ask him.

i want to tickle you

you should let me

Dream felt his stomach flip again, warmth spreading through his chest and nerves settling in his throat. He swallowed harshly, taking in a breath and drinking more of his water as he quickly tapped out another text.

why???

to get the energy out

???????

Dream stared at his phone, in complete disbelief and confusion at the words before him. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, unable to tell if it was from fear, anticipation, excitement, or embarrassment. He chuckled to himself, nerves sending electric shocks through his veins, making the tips of his fingers tingle as he shook the feeling out. He watched those three bubbles pop up again, and he pushed himself back further on his bed to sit cross-legged as a response came in.

cmoooonnnn

you know you love it

i do not!

shut up!!

don’t lie

i’m sure you’re loving this too

i’m sure you’re already getting goosebumps

sapnap

and you can feel the excitement already running through you

sapnap.

and the nerves too huh

oh i’m sure you already have those nervous giggles don’t you aww :((

sapnap!

Dream took in a deep breath, looking up at the ceiling above him and exhaling slowly. His chest felt tight, and he shook out his tingling hands before pressing his knuckles against his cheeks to check their temperature– to his dismay, they were already burning hot, though he could feel that before he even touched them. A surge of warmth quickly spread through his whole body, the tingles in his hands growing stronger with the quickly forming butterflies in his stomach.

yes cutie?

stop it

please

but i don’t wanna :(

Dream couldn’t help but chuckle at the response, always entertained by Sapnap’s form of teasing, biting his lip to stop more giggles from falling, a soft whine escaping instead.

you can’t just

god sap

you can’t do that

but it’s so funnnn to mess with you

and you’re so cute :((

shut UP oh my god

so can i please come tickle you??

pleeeease :(

Dream would be lying if he said he didn’t hesitate.

He scoffed, squirming where he sat, uncrossing his legs just to cross them the other way, rubbing his palm over his knee and pressing his fingertips into the material of his pajama pants. His toes curled underneath him, and he switched between sitting straight up and leaning over to look down at his phone screen.

no!!

shut up no you cannot

fuck off

dreamie :(

wait

i know how to convince you :)

Dream watched in fear as the three bubbles disappeared, waiting approximately three seconds in stunned silence before he realized what that implied.

what

what are you doing

what does that mean what are you gonna do

sap please

whatever it is just

don’t do it

“Fuck…” He whispered to himself when he received no response, looking around anxiously, his entire body tense as he waited to hear the tell-tale sounds of footsteps approaching his bedroom door. He waited, and waited… and waited…

But they never came.

He glanced down at his phone, just as a new message came in.

A voice memo. It was a voice memo.

He was fucked.

no

i’m not listening to that

yes you are

sapnap.

play it <3

Dream whined again, breaking off into a groan as he shook his head and rubbed his palms against his thighs. He took in another breath, falling into the nervous giggles that Sapnap predicted so accurately, dropping his head into his hands and peeking through his fingers as he shakily pressed play. He squeezed his eyes shut, covering his face with his hand, lowering his phone volume and holding the speaker up close to his ear so he could hear.

“Alright, handsome, here’s how this is gonna work,” Sapnap’s voice played through the audio, nonchalant as he spoke, but his tone was still stern and matter of fact.

“Oh, god,” Dream groaned, curling in on himself more, biting his lip as he pulled his knees up to hide his face there instead.

“I’m gonna send you this, and then I’m gonna head up to your room, and by the time I get up there, I can promise you’ll be begging me to tickle you.”

“Oh my god…” Dream said with a gasp, covering his mouth with his hand, his entire body buzzing with anticipation, curling his toes against the sheets below him once more. His phone went silent, after a small chuckle from Sapnap came through, and he turned it around to see that the audio had ended. His hands shook as he went to type out another response, his fingers unsure of their own words.

this is stupid

i hate you

leave me alone

Just as he sent those, another voice memo came through, slightly longer this time. Dream whimpered, a pout spreading across his face against his own will, shaking his head and looking up at the ceiling above him. He could feel the tingling sensation spreading further through his body, through his chest and arms and legs, making it nearly impossible to bite his lip hard enough to hold in his giggles. He covered his face with his hands and threw his head back, trying to regulate his breathing enough to calm his nerves down.

Needless to say, it didn’t work very well.

no more

please

you can’t do this

listen to it dreamie

it’s okay

Dream groaned again, assuming the same hiding position as he hit play on the new voice memo.

“I’m sure you’re already feeling those ghost tickles too,” Sapnap teased through the audio, and Dream gasped and shook his head at how well Sapnap knew how he felt, curls swaying against his forehead. “I’m sure they’re swirling all around your tummy right now, that’s where they always get you most, huh?”

“St–“ Dream stuttered to himself, turning his head away from his phone as if Sapnap was already in the room with him, teasing him in person instead.

“Now, like I said before, I’m gonna come to your room, and– y’know what? I’ll actually be nice, because I really do just wanna wind down and get all cozy and giggly with you, and I know you love that stuff too–“

“Fuck,” Dream whispered as Sapnap spoke, feeling the warmth spread through his chest and across his face once again, the fluttery feeling in his tummy growing even stronger.

He had to admit, it did sound nice after all this.

“–so I won’t even make you ask… I am gonna tease you to no end still, though, but you knew that already,” Sapnap said with a small giggle, and Dream couldn’t help but giggle as well. “Anyway, hope you’re prepared, because by the time you’re done listening to this I’m probably already on my way.”

“Wh–!” Dream yelped, whipping his phone around to see the audio end, and he stared at his bedroom door for a few seconds in fear. He scoffed in fake offense, rolling his eyes and typing out a message.

you’re ridiculous

you know that, right?

Instead of a response, the top Dream’s phone screen lit up with Sapnap’s contact information, the photo of Sapnap and Patches he had set as his photo staring back at him.

Sapnap was calling him now.

He let it ring for a few seconds, tapping the banner to bring the call full screen, before hitting accept and slowly raising the phone to his ear.

“…Hello?” Dream began, voice quiet and nervous.

“Hey, sweetheart!” Sapnap said, voice overly chipper and enthusiastic. Dream swallowed against the lump in his throat when he heard a door close on the other end of the call. “How are you feeling?”

“Sapnap…” Dream mumbled, anxiously twirling the drawstring of his pajama pants around his pointer finger, looking off to the side to try to compose himself.

“What’s wrong, Dreamie?” Sapnap asked softly, as if he was speaking to a scared animal, and Dream would be lying if he said the tone didn’t help him relax, at least a tiny bit.

“You know…”

“Awww, honey,” Sapnap cooed, making Dream groan and cover his face with his free hand. “Are you nervous?”

“Mhm…” Dream nodded, even though no one was there to see it.

“Aw, Dream,” Sapnap cooed more, and Dream could practically hear the pout on his face, making him groan again. “It’ll be okay, you know I’ll be nice to you, right?”

“I do, but still,” Dream explained, switching his focus to picking at a thread on his comforter that had suddenly become the most interesting thing in the world.

“Yeah, I know, you’re just wound up, huh?”

“Mhm,” Dream replied without thinking, making Sapnap chuckle on the other end.

“It’s okay, Dream. You don’t have to wait much longer.

“Wh…” Dream began, looking up at his door as he heard the long awaited footsteps growing closer and closer. “Why– why do you say that?”

“Take a wild guess,” Sapnap replied, and before Dream had the chance to entertain the idea, there was a knock at his bedroom door, making him gasp and squeal and the pit in his stomach feel like it had dropped ten stories. He couldn’t hold in his giggles anymore, gripping his phone tighter as the door opened and Sapnap walked in, a thrilled smile on his face as he continued laughing along with Dream. “There’s my baby boy.”

“Noho, go away!” Dream shook his head, placing one hand over his stomach as he felt the ghost tickles running rampant over his skin. He watched as Sapnap smiled sweetly at him, ending their call and placing his phone in his pocket.

“Alright,” He began. “Let’s get started.”

[ms-no1kpopstan]

Moonlight Sunrise , the series!

Ep. 001. Miss l/n y/n please come to the principal’s office

chapter synopsis : All of the worst case scenarios popped into your head as the head of your college called you to his office after your chemistry class, one of the classes you did best in… what could have gone wrong?

chapter warnings : yn is rly sarcastic and mean to Niki, down bad ki

pairing! bball player! Niki x fem! reader

As you were walking out of chemistry walking hand in hand with Hanni, you see your teacher walk up to you and she says “Oh y/n, the principal called you to his office to talk to you.”

Everything stops. What? Why were YOU of all people called to the principals office, when you know you haven’t done a single thing?

You braced yourself as you let go of Hanni’s hand and walked towards Mr. Lee’s office. You took a deep breath as you opened the door to be met with the face of Nishimura Riki standing in front of Mr Lee’s desk. Wait THAT Nishimura Riki? Oh you were in for a ride…

Mr Lee explains to you how some people like Riki weren’t doing well in chemistry at all and needed a tutor and since you were the topper of your class every time, especially in chemistry, you would be the one to tutor him.

this was NOT going to be fun. AT ALL.

He waves his hand as a way to say a small ‘hi’ as if you were friends again. You were NOT going to believe in such a fake facade ever again…

But the only good part about all of this was that you were going to get extra credit for this and that would up your overall grade for this year.

As soon as Me Lee was done with his explanation, you quickly excused yourself saying that you had some work to get done and had to leave, and the second you got out, you heaved a sigh of irritation. Out of all of those sweaty boys, why’d it have to be Niki?!

You were too frustrated to see that Hanni had been waiting outside for you and had put her arms around your shoulders. You get confused as to who it was before you look to the side and realise that it’s hanni. You couldn’t keep it in anymore, you had to tell her why you hated him how you did…

“Wow,” she says after you’re done explaining why you were at the office and why you didn’t like him at all. “He’s been such a jerk to you, I can see why you hate him so much. But we can now both be the founders of the ‘Nishimura Riki hate club!” She says with a laugh.

You didn’t realise you were already sat down with Hanni at the cafeteria until you felt a tap on your shoulder from behind you and a call of your name

“Huh-” you say as you turn in your seat, only to be met with Niki behind you, looking at you. The once happy expression turned into a frown as you said “what do you want, Nishimura?”

“Gosh, I know you hate me but don’t need to be that rude, l/n…” he replies.

He tries his best to control himself and not tuck away the loose strand of hair behind your ear like he used to when you were best friends with each other, to not sit down next to you at lunch, and make his feelings for you go away, knowing you won’t reciprocate them but how could he when you were this cute and pretty and smart too?

But, he must, because if you knew how big his ever growing feelings for you were, it would actually be the end for him… How was he going to get his feelings for you to go away?

“All I wanted to ask you, since you’re so annoyed, is when should our first tutoring session be?”

“Maybe today at 5 at that café near here?” You reply, dryly, his presence sucking the once cheerful smile off your face.

“Sure” he says, before walking away with heart racing for absolutely no reason. which may or may not have been you…

The end!

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taglist! @pepririka @tzuyusluv @rikisgeef @nan-lzzn

[terezis]

ok. ok. ok. eleventh hour #thots

spoilers obviously

really well and truly i have the zoomies. i feel so motivated to work on some fuckinnnnnnnnnng fanfiction right now

i'm high off that last scene with taakitz right now just bc it is most recent in my heart. can you believe it. CAN I MAKE YOU DINNER??? CAN YOU BELIEVE IT???

while i'm sad that a lot of my favorite bits from this arc got cut they kept the most important one (to me) in. well we need to talk don't we...... because you boys have added quite a bit to your death count, haven't you...............

AND THEY REALLY FUCKING HAVE DIED. A LOT. WAY MORE THAN IN CANON, HUH??? eleventh hour arc more like the fuckin... eleven hundredth hour arc...ba dum tiss

anyways yeah despite me saying that thing up there ^ about them cutting stuff (they changed SO MUCH??? WOW) i actually think the way it was edited from podcast into graphic novel form is really FUCKING good, like they just keep getting better at it with every fucking book

obviously the death montage was great, like great use of space, but i also LOVED how they spliced the lunar interlude into flashbacks between loops... 

and when they got the chalice??? with the memories and then meeting chalice!june??? that fucked so hard. that was really fuckin good

honestly overall i rly rly loved it. i mean /obviously/ but god it's so good huh. fuck. i do think some parts of the podcast hit harder (splicing ren's subplot into the banking thing was smart but i do prefer the magic lessons for diamonds bit... ren i was watching the whole time) but then some parts of the gn eleventh hour also really fucking own.

like the DEATHS, OBVIOUSLY, but that first one... the first loop... i rly felt it. the bank and the fire and the town collapsing!!! THEY WOULDA DIED IF IT WASN'T A TIME LOOP!!! it was for srs. i think it hits harder to see it visually?

also about taako. taako is so much nicer in the books its kinda funny. sincerely telling a victim of a fire that they were going to be okay... in podcast that would be the time for Taako Lies... asking magnus and merle if they're alright....

i think i prefer podcast taako bc i like him Mean With Brief Snatches of Good Underneath. LOL. in the gn he's so sincere. who is this boy. i get what they're goin for but wow

anyways brief notes before i go meme

rly liked the addition of cassidy's backstory, thought it was v sweet

LOVED the convo between merle and cretia

PHILLIPPE? WHOMST?

PHILIPPE???? LMAO

baby boys? BABY BOYS? BOYS AS BABIES? THE BOYS? KIDS?

TAAKO'S AUNT??????? IOETJFDG;LKSDJF AUNTIE???

taako so delightedly robbing the bank is so funny to me bc the thing that got me into taz was that one animatic where taako's like WE CAN'T ROB A BANK. PEOPLE DO BUSINESS HERE! so lmao

also missed TAAKO GETS THE GOLD!!! but i get why it was changed

oh yeah i ry liked magnus's interlude with carey...... took out all the awkward and just made it sweet. loved that

ISTUS???

JULIA???

BARRY??? BAORLD??? 

[huckleberrykai]

Imagine being Soobin’s first love and him being yours :((

Meeting each other in high school though beomgyu, dating the whole senior year 🩵😔🩵😔🩵😔🩵 just being all lovey dovey

But then parting ways due to college; you moving to another country and not keeping in touch–except for beomgyu.

Beomgyu who arranges a meeting after all of you graduate and you move back in and soobin wants to murder him, he’s so embarrassed.

Despite everything, though, he has never stopped loving you and neither have you!

Soobin, who had a few more drinks than he can take it, mumbling if you’re taken and if you have ever thought about him on those past 4 years and Soobin, who texts you next morning apologizing for his behavior but gets so blushy and excited when you tell him you’re willing to give it a try once again <3

warnings: mentions of alcohol

HI ANONNN u r so big-brained for this i love first love soob <33

i feel like he'd be so so shy at first, just rly wanting to be your friend n researching stuff you like just so he had something to talk to u about. i don't think he even Realises he likes you until beomgyu is like.. "yeah it's obvious u like her bro. ur officially the last to know ."

and so he probs convinces you to hang out a bunch during the summer before your senior year and asks u to be his girlfriend in some cute cafe, giving you your latte that he made the barista draw a foam heart on :')

he'd be crushed when you broke up for college, he'd try dating other people but nothing was ever serious,, and beomgyu scolded him for comparing everyone to you. "she's funny, but not as funny as Y/N... her hair isn't as soft as hers either."

he was Sick of soobin pining over his lost love like a lovesick puppy.

so!! if you want something done right do it yourself!!

he sets up a reunion party, all of your friends from highschool or rather just the people that he liked / could bear to talk to for a few hours while you fixed your relationship

soobin was already a little tipsy when you arrived, and the poor guy nearly fell to his damn knees the second he saw you. he was perfectly content just.. watching you all night.

until beomgyu called him a creep and pushed him forwards, bumping directly into your shoulder. "soobin!" your eyes were wide, he thought you were even prettier than you were when you dated.

"you're beautiful."

"huh?"

"nothing."

long story short, you ended up in beomgyu's room somehow with a tall lanky man wrapped around you, begging for forgiveness when he didn't do anything wrong to begin with 😭

he rambles So Much.

"do you have a boyfriend? god i hope not. you're so pretty. please take me back Y/Nie.. i never got over you" :(

eventually, he fell asleep, and you had to leave. you weren't going to just say yes since you'd much rather hear it all from him sober, but you weren't sure when you'd see him again. before you left you unlocked his phone with his sleeping face ID and put your number in, putting his own into yours.

soobin was mortified.

his memory was hazy, but he knew he did something when he saw the text on his phone.

Y/N: sorry i unlocked your phone while you slept, i just wanted to be able to contact you

Y/N: we should talk

Y/N: you still look cute when you're rambling :)

and so he called you. a few tears and confessions were shared from both sides, and he learned that you never stopped thinking about him either. he looked like a kid on Christmas with the grin on his face when you told him you'd like to try again - and within 5 minutes he'd already planned your perfect date <3

and your wedding but you didn't need to know that

absolutely shoves his face in the pillow and flails his limbs about in excitement once you end the phone call, squeals and all >.<

takes you back to the same cafe and gets you a heart latte, just like before, asking for another chance at being your boyfriend <3

and when you officially got back together beomgyu Definitely took credit for it

[ahundredtimesover]

Ch 10:

YOU'RE EVIL FOR THAT ENDING 😭😭 So so close 😩 I just want to smack him! So proud of oc. She really went for it, took the risk. She was vulnerable and brave. Ugh, now she's just gonna close back up and clearly mark her boundaries. It'll definitely be just a boss and assistant professional relationship now and nothing more. Namjoon's looking like a really good alternative right now. Yoongi's gonna notice and tell off JK......and he DESERVES IT! I'm so annoyed with him rn 😭 He could've spoken in "code" like she did and relayed his fear of why he doesn't go for it in return just to explain himself as to why he's about to pull back, but NOOO... he'd rather shatter her heart with his abrupt actions. I'd be heartbroken and mortified all in one which is obviously what happened with oc. This is by far the best chapter to date. It was worth the 2 week wait, seriously. It had me giddy the entire time with their interactions. Slow burn is def your thing because this is the only fic that has done it in a way that doesn't make me give up on reading it. Arranged by Obiwrites is my fav fic of all time, and Stay With Me is definitely tied for first right now. Thanks for gracing us with your writing. I look forward to the next update.

I’m so late to this but ahhhh I rly went for it, huh 🤭🤭 we gotta keep it angsty and exciting you know! Haha but yeah, OC rly was brave by indirectly saying what she felt in hopes that it would be returned but she probably overwhelmed jk bc this man just… can’t process a lot of things sometimes 😂😂 but also, he has his reasons and we’ll know more and how these two will navigate each other after that!

But thank you thank you! A comparison to obiwrites is insane pls I am not worthy 🫣🫣 I appreciate it tho! And I’m just rly happy you guys didn’t give up on this story haha I know it’s been a long, long ride so this means a lot 💕💕

[toestalucia]

um relink spoilers for some of captains fate eps that made me unwell (like...eps 1-6 atm<3). quick mentions of rosetta & eugens too

Moments away from death, all I could think about was Dad. He'd been the one who trained me, and he'd done a great job, but... Well, who expects their son to get attacked by a five-headed horror? He was going to be devastated.

pained smile. it was at this moment i knew all the fate eps were gonna be great (rly like the format for them overall, i was interested once i found out there would be fate eps but doing it like this..im a fan)

"Before I knew it, our journey was at an end. The end. As in, we'd reached the end of the skies. My son, I'm waiting for you on Estalucia." I thought about Dad's letter. I missed him. When I was young, he would take me to the edge of the island, and we'd sit there, admiring the clouds. I wanted so badly to explore those skies, just like Dad. I had to see him again.

these kind of tiny tidbits (like that one quest about baby gran playing hide&seek with their dad) gets me so bad...;_;

I was worried out of my mind, but a captain's gotta do what a captain's gotta do. I left a message for Vyrn with the merchant, and we set out.

thinks about the manga when lyria is kidnapped......

And maybe we weren't perfect. I mean, we lost to Id, but Gran put his captain boots on, and got right back up, and tried again... It was never about swords or magic... It was about always moving forward, never giving up. And more than anything, it was about being there for each other.

And Vyrn... Let me just say it now. I value you and all the hard work you do. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.

"Out of curiosity, my young lizard friend... Were you much help to your crew?" Uh-oh. He said the 'L' word. I turned to Vyrn, ready for his usual, furious tagline. "Thanks, pops. You really helped me see the light." Huh. This was new.

no comments i just rly liked these. 'the 'L' word' took me out tho LMFAO

Rosetta fate eps..<3

With every union comes an inevitable separation. When his journey neared its final chapters as he took up arms against the god of destruction, I returned to the forests of Lumacie.

words that jumpscared me cuz i cant rmbr if this was an early ingame fact or not

also eugen,,

Even now, thinking of our old house makes my heart ache something fierce. That day, there was no one to greet me when I opened the door. Seeing the cold remains of my home tore open a void in my heart.

yknow,,,,,,

anyway they shouldve had apollo in relink. i wouldve loved her fate eps

[overthedub]

Sneak Peek of Chapter Ten

Felt rly sick, she texted. Took cab home. Fine. Hungover.

Murdoc snorted as he slung a lazy arm around her waist. “Hungover, huh?”

“Don’t read over my shoulder like that.” The scold was half-hearted.

He pressed a slow kiss to said offending shoulder. “Too late, love.”

She flipped over to face him. “You planning to get up anytime soon?”

“Are you?”

Anna sighed and rested her head against his bare chest. “I mean, we should. We need lunch and water and all that.”

“So we can go at it again?”

She shoved him away, failing to hide the smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. “Shut up.”

After they got dressed and checked out, neither exactly wanted to part just yet. Ending this moment felt too fragile. Anna was certain that they wouldn’t roll back into avoiding each other or snapping, but leaving even on good terms was still a goodbye.

They lingered in the parking lot, sometimes twining their hands together, sometimes shoving them in their pockets as they talked. In the growing awkwardness of the rest of the world waiting on them, they had no idea what to do with their hands.

Everything fell back into her normal pace in the days afterwards. Playing sessions for the Gorillaz’ upcoming album had kicked into full gear, courtesy of Danger Mouse overseeing production. They wasted very little time in touching up Noodle’s demos into the potential hits they were bound to become.

Anna had visited Kong a few times to watch, always keeping a healthy distance from Murdoc. They weren’t ready to bring this up with the band. Not yet. It was another thing they had to work towards, finding the right words along the way.

[thatonesongyouretryingtoremember]

THE GOLDFINCH (movie reaction)

Ik some stiff from the wiki but I don't remember much and I haven't read the book.

She's already dead??

Are we in the fresh or an office?

TIMESKIP??

Blood??

Damn

It's all your fault and ALSO there's no way it could have gone different?? My dude please stay talking SENSE soon.

The ✨️painting✨️

Dusty graveyard??

DUSTY PAINTING

So the soliloquy is AFTER Boris stole it and BEFORE the get reunited I'm thinking 🤔

✨️little Theo✨️

Okay so we DON'T see the explosion..

Who is this lady? Is she adopting him?

Damn, his parents rly had no friends huh?

How do I already want to punch this woman?

Well at least she's being nice

Some "Ahndy" nerd you is here. Tbf I fully expected a SoUE "how'd you do it? How'd you set the fire?" Type thing.

"No choice" "happy to have you" which is it??

"WoRsT tWo WeEkS oF mY lIfE" my dude the guy next to you just became an orphan

Stg they better handle this nightmare properly.

Better for what? Does he even know how to call your home phone?

Wait he wasn't at the museum? Wait no he WAS. Who's fucking plate??

"ToUgH lUcK" shut the fuck up Robbie from Gravity Falls.

Nerd boy's here too ig. DEFEND HIM.

"Cure for everything" shut up. Ooh, fine art! Perfectly acceptable topic of convo. 🙄

Get your dirty hands off her ring 🤬

Are those prescription? At least she's trying with the nightmare.

Damn. They're really interrogating this KID.

What does this other kid have to do with anything? Does she come back? Why'd he lie?

Why tf are they asking "where exactly" he was? If he gets it wrong, or even right, how the fuck does it help??

"Fight me" -kid in sweater

Nerd boy's nice at least.

Do you can defend him next time btw. I've seen you try to fight that guy.

Hobart is the guy who's ring it ACTUALLY is, right? Or his partner?

Okay so Hobart is the alive one.

He slays in that coat

That guy has a nice voice I think.

Damn they really PUBLICIZED that shit? Private info!

So he dipped recently? Holy shit I will kill that man.

My dude nobody is trying to take that sandwich from you (/ref)

Hiii Pippaaaa (/p)

Is that a shoes quilt?? Is the haircut on purpose? Hearts like El. She's still injured. The haircut is indeed, not on purpose.

She's nice. I like her.

"Want some MORPHINE??"

The bestieism of it all 🥰

Wait were they business partners and raising a kid together? Oh that's so cool of them.

The captions keep calling unnamed characters "WO(man)" 💀

Wait whose earrings??

THERE IT ISSS

If I had to quit playing- anyways sad.

Maybe you can get her weird rich aunt to take you in too.

I smell a shovel talk. THERE'S A BIRD CAGE BEHIND HIM.

Who is this guy? Yk what maybe it's better he isn't starting with them.

"Destroyed" okay Weatherboy.

Nerd boy ✨️🥰

TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH HOLY SHIT

"They've grown quite fond of you" like he's a goddamn stray cat wtaf.

"You never know what's going to decide your future" damn straight

Why does Mrs.Barbour always look like she's about to cry and also like she's trying to stay composed while hanging from her neck by a track on the ceiling?? [Do I need to tag a tw for that? I'm not sure which one.]

Oh fuck his asshole dad is back fuck this.

WAIT THE VEGAS PLOT

Ah yes, Vegas. Well known for changing ppl for the better.

Xandra looks like a slightly off clone. Idk how to explain it.

OH MY GOD SHUT THE FUCK UP. KEEP HIS MOTHER'S NAME OUT OF YOUR MOUTH.

Dumbass.

Why does Mrs.B look like she's about to tell me I'm the chosen one and deliver some fucking prophecy??

Top tier sound track 10/10

Do you think they were even displaying the original painting? Shouldn't the original be locked up with a replica on display.

This is unsafe. Get out. Holy fuck get out.

My boy it has been FAR too long since that pool has been cleaned what the fuck.

Nobody cares about your dumb fuck social life.

Okay I'm fine. Yes absolutely social pressure sucks ass.

Theo looks like he's about to roast the fuck out of this guy in incomprehensible academic language.

He looks like he clocks his body's reaction to emotions instead of acknowledging that he has emotions. (/nue)

"I know all about you" well I don't care.

Oh fuck. Oh fuck.

He's just some guy. In a suit.

No do it I don't want to be aware of the passage of time. Wait why does she look the same?

"Any of your old school crowd" [read:Boris]

Wait is she flirting? Help if someone said that to me I wouldn't pick up on SHIT.

Oh so he can go to the post office? So he's close enough to civilization to RUN AWAY

BUS

Emo boyy

He wears a goddamn BLAZER to school I'm CACKLING.

I thought his accent wouldn't be that bad. I was wrong. He had uttered but one full sentence yet I hate it. (Will likely not last long)

MOOD.

WAIT BLOND SHORTY (/ref)

HIS FUCKING UMBRELLA

They have him a while seperate soundtrack I smell a romance arc.

"Omg same bro" -Theo

"Life, eh?"

BOYFRIEND SHOPLIFTING SEQUENCE

The Joey Rooney T-shirt KILL ME. (/pos)

Stranger danger what the fuck

Why is he being nice I'm scared

Tell me "gimme ur social security" doesn't give bad vibes

"Gave me a second chance" what choice did he have??

The boyfriendism of it all.

✨️sweater✨️

Oh.

Holy fuck SAY SOMETHING GODDAMNIT

✨️cop movies✨️ (/ref)

You have your own shirts, do you not?

It's Buster

"Keine Anung"

What if his boogers got stuck in there?

Wait it's their pool?

Pretty sure that's not safe.

No that man sitting up isn't dead is he? Oh its that the ring man? Okay but what the actual fuck is he saying??

It is lucky he didn't give that ring to me bc I would forget those instructions IMMEDIATELY.

Where is she?

That is the most awkward hug I've ever seen

What are you planning?

I hate you.

I fucking knew it.

Wait is he related to Owen Wilson?

I FUCKING KNEW IT.

RUN FOR IT IS RUIN RUN RUN RUN

Gay little swing set scene. <2

✨️act normal✨️

My dude he is not in the right mind to hear this.

But good riddance.

Well that never stopped him before.

I hate you.

GO WITH HIM. GODDAMMIT GO WITH HIM GO WITH HIM GO WITH HIM!

Crazy to go tonight. (Crazy together)(/ref)(can you tell what fandom I'm from?)

Wait does Xandra have the mom's earrings?

GO WITH HIM!

I'm gonna CRY HOLY SHIT

I'm crying.

(Srsly though why couldn't he go with him) /gen)

If the dog dies I'm suing for emotional damage.

Oh for real? He's marrying Kitsey??

Stab me with a blunt screw driver.

Are they DearEvanHansen-ing him??

Wait I just got a GOD TIER meme Idea😈

Old man doesn't know shit (lying)

Fun fact that painting is a replica

Finn fact I have something important to tell you

Kitsey your husband can see you.

What does "try to break it off" mean?? Don't you simply break up??(/gen)

"I don't expect you to know what it's like to be in love with the wrong person" well I do expect that so shut up.

Srsly though what does Reeve even think he's getting out of that deal?

Pov: your life has gone to shit.

Wait why not give her the Ozma one? Are you gonna sell that one?

Ikykyk lol no

UM WHY haven't they met??

Don't worry. Nobody can tell.

Wish we could've seen it in color, though.

"It was my fault" why are they given the same backstory?

Looking up, looking down, is she choosing what she's allowed to cry about?

BLAZER

It's HIM

The SMILE

(It wasn't an accident in the books, was it?)

He's not even Russian wtf??

With XANDRA!?

Tea time ig..

*his breath catches* (/ref)

"I'm getting married ☹️"

"Someone else" -someone else

Wait which thing you did? Rushed kiss confession, recreation painting, or running off?

Where even is this room?

FUCK YEAH SLAY SOUNDTRACK IS BACK!

Oh wait is not even that is a book? Do when he was talking abt Sandra from civics class-

"I've come to sink further down in SHIT."

Shouldn't you say you know a guy?

Hi Platt.

FIRE jacket

The bestie glare lol

Why hasn't he met her godmother before??

Wait does Boris die??

Shaky camera oh shit oh fuck no he's gonna die

Not the letter paralell-

Oh shit he's totally gonna die oh fuck if my boy gets killed-

Oh it's fine. What was the body jacket tho? I feel like we aren't out of the woods yet.

Ugh of course. Wait is he grabbing his shoulder? Is it non-fatal? (False hope)

OOOOO WHATCHA SAYYYYY (/ref)

He killed a man.

You wouldn't have.

Did you just OD ever there?(/ref)

WE CAN FINALLY SEE HIS MOM'S FACE

HE'S ALIVE

HE'S ALIIIVE (/ref)

Happy endings all around :) (nervously checks progress bar)

Heart ey- *gunshots* (/ref)

"Happy Christmas, Potter."

WHAT ABOUT THE DOG!?

Tl;dr: kill me (/pos)

[onlyswan]

summary: in which you come home drunk and jungkook is confused the entire time.

> jungkook x f!reader

> fluff, slightly suggestive / wc: 2.1k

> warnings: infidelity but not involving our couple obv (this is jus rly funny nd stupid but ive had so much alcohol since the holidays so i have to)

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“jungkook!” you cry out, clawing at his shirt before throwing your arms around his torso. jungkook catches your weight and holds you against his body securely, looking at your friend standing at your doorstep with his confused doe eyes.

she scratches the back of her head. “she drank vodka like water as if she also got cheated on and they cursed at the guy for hours then turned on the karaoke. she cried along when ah-young cried while singing all i ask by adele.”

“and she hasn’t stopped since?” your boyfriend adjusts the way he’s carrying you, freeing his other arm to stroke your tear-stained face. you sniffle loudly and nuzzle against the comfort of his embrace, whining out garbled words he can’t understand.

“yeah. i had to tear her away from sleeping ah-young ‘cause she was so noisy. you know she still has to do her night time routine and all that no matter how drunk she is or else she gets grumpy about it in the morning, so i took her home.”

he nods his head understandingly, giving your friend an apologetic smile. “she must’ve given you a hard time.”

she shakes her head, chuckling lightly. “i’m guessing you’ve never seen her this drunk? goodluck!”

and with that, she walks away to leave the apartment complex and jungkook is left sitting on the couch with a drunk girlfriend crying on his chest.

“baby, let me go for a sec so i can get you some water, okay?”

“no, no water!” you protest, looking up at him in panic. “i almost drowned earlier, kook. i was so scared.”

“what?! where? i didn’t know ah-young’s new house had a pool?” he strokes your hair to check if it’s damp, but your soft hair glides through his fingers smoothly.

“no pool! the toilet!”

he looks at you, dumbfounded.

“why is her toilet so fucking big? when i sat down i was like, falling into this deep abyss and the world was spinning. i wanted to cry really bad. 1/5 stars. i’m traumatized. but it has that feature that washes your ass.”

he can’t help but to laugh, craddling your face to wipe away the tears rolling down your cheeks as you continue to rant about how horrible your experience with the toilet was. that you will never come back to your friend’s house ever again. that the painting she bought her ex-boyfriend was creepy and would give you nightmares for the next two weeks. that you realized you don’t like shrimp and you’ve been forcing yourself to eat them your entire life and you feel bad for putting yourself through that.

“so you don’t like shrimp? you hated the food i cooked for our monthsary?” he pouts, expression looking sad and hurt.

you shake your head immediately to assure him, visibly panicking. “it’s only your cooking i like! the shrimp for our monthsary dinner was really good. are you kidding?! i cleared my plate!”

but he has never cooked you shrimp. you used to brush it off subtly every time he suggested it on the menu before by pointing out other dishes with fake enthusiasm.

“so this is what you’re like when you’re drunk, huh? so cute.” he laughs, pinching your cheeks.

then you start crying again. his heart drops to his stomach.

“do you love me because i’m cute or am i cute because you love me?”

“uh, both? you’ve always been cute. but the deeper i fall in love with you, the cuter you become.” he presses a kiss on your cheek.

you reek of alcohol, but he doesn’t mind. you’ve already taken care of him drunk a couple times before, and he’s pretty sure you’ve dealt with worse.

“see, men are such smooth talkers. you make it impossible not to fall in love and impossible to move on. look at you! you’re so pretty and lovely!” you squish his cheeks, making his pout stick out more. “yah, if you break my heart and stomp on it - am i supposed to get drunk on tequila, sing heartbreak songs in karaoke, cry for weeks, stare into a void for a few more days, block you on all social media platforms, chop off all my hair, then pretend you never happened? that’s so much work when you can just not break my heart and not lose your kisses and cuddles privileges.”

wiping away your tears. that’s what he has been doing since you came home. you rushed to your friend’s house the moment you learned she broke up with her boyfriend because he’s been cheating on her with different girls throughout their two-year relationship. he expected that you’d cry and drink with your small circle of friends, just as any other friend group would when one of them deals with relationship problems, but he didn’t know that you cry so much when truly drunk. he’s only seen all you giggly and tipsy before, ringing strangers’ doorbells and kissing his face all over. and right now, it’s understandable for you to voice out such feelings when you constantly witness your friends cry over toxic assholes who are only good at the start.

“i’ll never do anything that will forfeit my kisses and cuddles privileges. that sounds like the worst thing that could ever happen to me. just thinking about it breaks my heart too.” he speaks gently, mindful of his words as to not further upset you more.

you sniffle and nod in response. “good. or else i’ll consider drowning you in ah-young’s toilet.”

“ey, come on. no toilet is deep enough to drown a person.”

“yes, there is. ah-young’s toilet!”

you go back and forth, arguing over this topic for a few minutes until you give up and touch your neck. “i’m so thirsty. water.”

“you want water now, huh?” he laughs, standing up while carrying you in his arms because he knows you’ll whine about getting left behind.

you sit on the counter, swinging your feet as you wait for him to fill a glass with cold water from the fridge.

“do you also feel the earthquake?”

he tilts his head and stays still for a few seconds, before shaking his head. “that’s just your head, baby. here, drink it all.”

you gulp down the water like a little kid drinking warm milk, chest heaving as if it’s going to be taken away from you if you take a moment to breathe.

“you’re so cute,” he can’t help but to say again, stroking the back of your head. you side eye him and glare, entire face still basically planted in the glass.

you set down the glass when you finish.

“i smell horrible. shower.”

you hop off the counter and your knees wobble. luckily, he’s by your side to keep you steady. in the end, he carries you all the way to the bathroom.

“ackkk, motion sickness.” you whine.

“don’t throw up yet. i’m begging you.” he begs nervously.

“i don’t throw up. i’m not weak!”

a big brown creature approaches when you enter the room, ready to jump you and jungkook. your eyes instantly light up.

“bam, my baby!”

“bam, not now. i need to take care of your mom. house.”

thankfully, the dog listens and you’re not lying about not throwing up.

“do you want my help or should i wait outside?” he asks quietly when you start stripping off all your clothes.

you jut out your bottom lip. “don’t leave me.”

he only smiles before guiding you into sitting down in the bathtub. he takes up the task of washing your hair, adding in a scalp massage while you run the loofah across you skin.

“you know what the most infuriating part is?”

“the cheating, of course.”

“i mean, besides that,” you snort, squirting more body wash on the loofah.

“what then?” he washes away the bubbles on his hands to avoid getting them into your eyes before massaging your throbbing temples. your eyes start fluttering open and close more frequently from the relief and relaxation.

“he took fluffy. you know, my boyfriend and i take bam and fluffy on walks sometimes when no one is free to watch over him.”

“oh, what’s your boyfriend’s name?” he plays along with your drunken self, voice flowing with curiosity.

“jeon jungkook.”

bam peeks inside the bathroom upon hearing his name spoken in the conversation. your boyfriend sighs fondly.

“bam, i said house.”

the dogs tilts his head and you swoon at his cuteness. “bam, your daddy said house.” and he walks away to obey you. jungkook’s heart flutters at how your voice becomes so sweet when talking to bam.

“then do you know what my name is?”

you look at the man sitting on a stool beside you. “jeon jungkook.”

“i’m your boyfr-”

he wishes he can put memories from this night in a box and relive them any time he wants, because every second is fucking golden.

“anyways,”

his shoulders drop.

“and he left the thousand dollars worth of painting behind. he whined about wanting that for months. i mean sure, she can just sell it again. i hope she does because i’m starting to believe that it’s bad luck. but still! the dog comes to the person who needs the love and consolation! seriously, after everything, he still found another way to spite her.”

“what an asshole. he doesn’t even take care of fluffy properly. i give him advice but he doesn’t listen. he’s not in good hands.”

“right? and he has the nerve to take him. it’s so annoying.”

“is my girl crying again?”

you sniffle. “no.” you sigh. “yes. ah-young said she won’t give up until she gets fluffy back. so there’s still a glimmer of hope.”

“don’t cry then, my love. fluffy will come home and we’ll take him on a walk with bam again, hmm?”

he takes the showerhead to finally finish shower time, hands tenderly caressing your skin with only the intent to wash away the soap from your body. despite your sleepy state, you notice something. “you forgot to take off your watch.”

he pauses for a moment, glancing at his wrist before the realization hits him. “it’s waterproof.”

you bought it for him especially for that reason.

“the world has progressed significantly. it’s soooo amazing. you should get a bulletproof watch next.”

after drying up and brushing your teeth, you insist on dressing yourself. he prevents you from injuring yourself when you almost trip over while putting on pajamas. bam is standing on the bed, nuzzling his head on your side. “hi, bamie. i love you. your new dinosaur clothes will get delivered tomorrow.”

your giggles fill the room.

“also, i’m still a bit drunk even after that shower. never drink vodka, okay? it’s not good for you.”

jungkook watches the interaction with his chest brimming with love and admiration for his two favorite souls in the world.

“i think bam just smiled at me. is that normal?”

he pets bam’s head and scratches behind his ears as the dog eagerly looks up at the both of you. “of course it’s normal. he just missed you.”

“sorry, bamie. don’t worry, this will be the last time in a while. i feel like shit.”

you plop down on your side of the bed, groaning as exhaustion seeps into your bones.

“sleep time. house now, bam. house.” he instructs bam to go back in his house after giving him some affection so you can finally get your much needed rest.

you crawl into his arms right away - your thigh over his thighs and your arm over his stomach, pulling his body closer. “you’re so warm and comfortable. i love you so much.”

he kisses your forehead, then your lips. you hum at the feeling of his plushy lips against yours.

“i forget that you have a lip ring sometimes.” you mumble quietly, and without inhibition, your tongue darts out feel the cold metal against it. the action makes his stomach do flips. fuck. fuck. fuck. she doesn’t even realize what that does to me. jesus christ.

he swallows thickly, distancing his face a bit to calm himself down. “go to sleep, baby. you had a long day. you must be tired.”

“so tired. from crying. head hurts. heavy. but feel like i’m floooating.” you nuzzle your face against his neck, your warm breath slightly tickling him. he fights off a giggle.

“you cried the entire time. want some more water?”

you mumble a no.

“okay, tomorrow then. goodnight. i love you.” he resumes his head massage, dedicated to it from the shower to the bed.

“i love you too.” words coming out slurred, you drift off to sleep.

he stays up for another hour, worried that you’ll wake up nauseous and you won’t wake him up to ask for help. he scrolls through the item recommendations in his online shopping app, then his cart where you also add things you want to buy. at the very top, he sees that you added a brown fluffy jacket for bam, then a long brown coat similar to it in your size and his. this is what she does when she’s on my phone? is it really possible to love her even more? he checks them out after a minute of deliberation, pressing another kiss to your cheek before also falling asleep.

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note: this got ..... longer than i intended im laughinggg but theyre just so fucking cute im sorry goodnight

[inactiive]

I jus need an extremely rough dom ron fic w a giant mix of daddy kink, choking, clit & tit slapping, reader being a sucker for his moans & he’s extremely loud & vocal & they’re on top grinding over his bulge when he’s in his boxers & then rides his thigh while he both praises & degrades her & then he fucks her rly hard pls😔

attention — r.w.

ron weasley x reader

summary: purposefully trying to push ron’s buttons is never a good idea.

warnings: degrading, daddy kink, choking, clit/tit slapping, thigh reading, grinding, praise kink, sex, swearing, stomach bulge, pet names, breeding kink, minor cockwarming, message me if i should add anything else!

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You let out a dramatic sigh loud enough so your husband, Ron Weasley, heard it down the hallway. It had been almost a week since he had touched you and you couldn’t help but miss him. This past summer, Ron had been helping his twin brothers, Fred and George, with their joke shop. But ever since the season ended, he’s become more and more busy due to auror training. Of course you’re absolutely proud of him and you want him to follow his dreams, but can’t a woman miss her husband?

Before, you and Ron were having solid sex at least three times a week and at most everyday. He explained to you that he would have to work extra hard and he wouldn’t be able to spend as much time with you. You were bummed out about it, but he assured you that it was for your future family.

You told yourself you’d be able to last throughout his training, but it’s only been a week (not even) and you felt like you were going to explode. Everyday that Ron came home, he expressed that he was too tired to do anything after dinner. He felt bad about it, sometimes coming home to you already asleep, but he needed to do this.

So, as long as you would have to, you continued to sulk while Ron was writing to someone important in his office. After a few minutes, Ron still wouldn’t come out of the room, so you decided to take matters into your own hands. You stripped down to nothing but one of Ron’s jumpers and panties.

Before entering the office, you knocked on the door. Ron looked up from his desk and his eyes lit up when he saw you.

“Hi, darling. What’s up?”

You walked over and tried to crawl into his lap. “I just miss you, Ron.” You whined.

He gave you a sympathetic look. Ron obviously missed you too.

Ron kissed the top of your head and pulled your waist closer to his body. “I know, sweetheart, I just need to finish up this letter and i’ll be in bed with you soon, okay?”

You shook your head instantly. “I don’t want you to come to bed to sleep, Ron. I need you.”

Ron’s jaw dropped slightly and for a second he was speechless. It felt like it had been forever since you two experienced any sort of intimacy in bed.

“You need me, huh? Well, why don’t you be a good girl for me and wait patiently in our room?”

You were starting to grow irritated. “Ron, please I can’t take it anymore! Your letter will be here tomorrow, I promise.” You tried to look convincing as possible, but Ron saw right through your facade.

“Sweetheart, don’t be a brat. I’m sorry but i’ll be there soon.” He said sternly.

“But, Ro-”

“Now.”

You scoffed and stood up to push yourself onto his desk. At the same, you knocked over a glass of his coffee and you both watched it spread throughout the wooden desk. Oh fuck, you’re in for it now.

You looked back at Ron and you couldn’t tell if he was pissed or extremely pissed. “[y/n], look at what you did! That letter was important to me and I don’t understand why you have to always be a brat when you don’t get what you want.”

“Daddy, i’m sorry! I really didn’t mean to, I promise I'll be a good girl.” You begged.

He sighed in defeat. “I know you didn’t mean to, bunny, but look at what happened when you decided to disobey me, hm?” He grabbed onto your chin so you could look at him. “Now, I want you to go into our room and wait for me. Naked.”

You obliged his orders and rushed over to the room down the hallway. Quickly, you took off Ron’s jumper and your underwear. You sat on the bed nervously while picking at your fingers, not knowing what to expect from Ron. Once you heard his footsteps, your heart started racing. You were intoxicated with lust that traveled all the way down to your core.

When Ron arrived at the door, you could swear you almost started drooling. His red hair was messy while his shirt was unbuttoned halfway down his body. You looked at him nervously and his expression was unreadable.

“On all fours. I’m not going to ask again.”

You closed your eyes knowing what would happen next. Although you did feel bad for ruining Ron’s papers, you loved riling him up.

All of a sudden, you felt a strong hand push your head into the mattress while your ass was up in the air. “Godric, you look so good like this, baby. But, I have to punish you first. You understand don’t you?”

“Yes, daddy I understand.” You softly replied.

“Don’t worry i’ve decided to go easy on you tonight since I haven’t been spending as much time with you. But, I want you to count up to ten. That’s how long it took for me to fix my letter that you ruined.”

He softly stroked your back and traced his hand to your ass. Ron squeezed it a few times before it quickly came into contact. You whimpered slightly before you started counting.

“O-one!”

Every time Ron’s hand left an increasingly red handprint on your left cheek, you couldn’t help but get turned on. You were in such a vulnerable position obeying his every word.

Once he finished, you were cradled into his arms. He softly pressed kisses to your body, especially the stinging pain on your behind. “You did so well for me, darling. But, i’m not done with you.”

He connected his lips with yours, but this time it was more aggressive. Just a second ago he was so gentle with you while whispering praises in your ear. Now, that has changed and it couldn’t excite you any more than it already had. You turned over to straddle his waist and he yanked your hair back. While pressing open mouthed kisses to your neck, you began to grind onto his hard on. He grounded loudly into your ear. 

“Fuck, you’re already so eager, sweetheart. What am I going to do with a little whore like you? Go on then, get off on my thigh.” 

With each leg on either side of his thigh, you started to rub your clit on his leg. You let out small whimpers and moans into Ron’s ear. His hand slowly made its way up to your throat and he squeezed it. As you felt the air getting trapped in your lungs, you became more and more wet. Connecting your hand with his, you wrapped his hand around your airway once again. 

“You like that, don’t you? My sweet little girl likes to be choked?” He smirked. 

You didn’t respond due to the lack of oxygen you were getting, but you replied by moving faster on his thigh. Ron knew you were getting close as he felt your movements become more frantic and he didn’t want you to finish yet. 

“Alright, bunny, get off.” 

You whined at the loss of contact and he gave you a hard glare. “What did I say about being a brat? Get on your back now.”

He threw you onto the bed and slapped your breast before sucking all around your body. You couldn’t describe how Ron made you feel. He was always a mix of being gentle and rough with you. 

“What do you want now, baby? Do you want Daddy to fuck a baby into you?”

“Yes, please Daddy! Just come inside of me, please. You don’t even need to prep me. I fingered myself to the thought of you this morning while you were gone.” You moaned loudly.

Ron’s eyes darkened. “You did? I didn’t know my innocent baby was a whore. Tell me whose cunt is this?”

“Y-yours, Daddy.” you whispered. 

Ron then slapped your clit which you whined at the contact. “I can’t fucking hear you.”

“It’s yours! It’s all yours, Daddy. Now, please fuck me.” You begged. Ron was always a sucker for your begging. 

“Okay sweetheart, open those legs for me.”

You did as you were told trying to ignore the fact that you were about to combust. Ron softly pepper kissed down onto your body and his hand fluttered over your sex. You couldn’t help but thrust your hips upwards into his hand. Ron wanted to comment about how needy you were being but if he was being honest, he was needy too. You could tell by the way he was not so subtly grinding onto the mattress. 

“C’mon Ron.” You tugged at his boxers and successfully removed them from his body. He watched your eyes become hooked to his cock and it made him hard even more. If that was even possible. Your hand came into contact with it and he hissed instantly. Ron grabbed your wrist stopping you from continuing. “Princess, I suggest we finish what you started.”

You nodded shyly at him and turned around to lay on your stomach, but he stopped you. “I want to see your face while I fuck you.” Blood rushed to your cheeks and you moved to lay on your back again. As much as he loved fucking you while your ass was in the air, he also loved seeing you come undone just as much. 

The head of his cock slipped through your folds and you sucked in a breath. “You okay?” Ron questioned.

“Yeah, I’m okay, love.” you paused. “Just don’t be gentle with me tonight, please.”

And with that, Ron withdrew his hips and thrusted into you, hard. You whimpered loudly only to earn a hand around your throat. You tried to remain eye contact with him but every time you tried your eyes seemed to roll into the back of your head. He felt your muscles tightening around his cock and he truly couldn’t take it anymore.

Gradually, his hips gained speed, and every thrust hit that spot that made you fall in love with Ron Weasley even more. 

“Don’t stop, please. Don’t stop.” You begged.

Your comment made Ron’s hand tighten on your throat. “Since when did you get my permission to be so greedy? Are you the only one that’s allowed to come?”

“No! Want you to come too, Daddy.” 

“God that’s right.” Ron groaned and picked up his speed. Looking down, he could see his cock sliding in and out of you. He seemed so big compared to you and it felt like he could break you at any moment. A bulge on your stomach became increasingly prominent as he thrusted into you, each one becoming more sloppy. 

“Fuck.” He breathed out. “You look so good under me, sweetheart. Let me come inside of you.”

“Yes, please, I want you to come inside of me.” You were beginning to clench around him. “I want you to get me pregnant with your baby.”

“Beg for it. Only good girls get to cum.”

Fuck, seriously? All you could hear is slapping skin and the sounds of Ron’s cock slipping inside of you. “Fuck. Please, Ron. Just let me cum with you. I want you-” You swallowed. “I want you to fill me up.”

After ten more seconds of Ron’s fingers digging into your hips while he fucked your brains out, his hips snapped forward. Simultaneously, you felt yourself come undone and fall over the edge. You let out a high pitched moan while Ron groaned loudly into your ear. 

“Fuck. Fuck. You’re so beautiful when you cum, darling.”

He continued to fuck you slowly and eventually pulled out, but you pulled him back towards you. 

“Stay with me. Just for a few minutes.” you murmured.

“You know if I say yes I’ll end up falling asleep.”

“I don’t care. I just want to hold you.”

Ron relaxed on top of you, not believing that you were his. 

You were always going to be his girl. 

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