#honestly? i kinda had a shit today LMAO

[silverselfshippingchaos]

hngh i want wife cuddles!!! wife wife wife!

[zarnzarn]

Fuck yaar it's one of those days where u are either dissociating or depressed all day it sucks ass

[onetoomanyfandomfixations]

Helluva Boss Characters Reacting to You Asking for a Hug

Tbh this series is just for my own enjoyment at this point lmao

I’m so normal about them, I swear.

BLITZØ

Honestly, it depends on what type of relationship you have with him

Familial relationship? Best BELIEVE he’s coddling the shit outta you rn

^ def a cheek pincher

“Hey sweetie? Do you need me ta fuck someone up for ya?”

But if y’all are platonic, or SATAN FORBID

R O M A N T I C ?

Ur not getting Shit

Well, until you start crying

“You’re a fuckin’ baby, you know that?”

Very casual hugs

Always sits his chin on you

Will complain the entire time

But you both know he loves you

LOONA

“Oh shit, you good?”

She’s blunt, not heartless

Honestly pretty touched that you asked for a hug instead of just going for one

Like her adoptive dad, very casual hugs

Usually just slings an arm over your shoulders

Won’t talk to you about it

Y’all just sit in comforting silence

Don’t let anyone point out that she’s letting you touch her

Will get v flustered

Depending on how you both feel - may let you play with her hair to self regulate

MILLIE

“Sure thing, hun!”

Doesn’t matter who you are, or why you need a hug, she’ll take it

Physical affection is her top love language idc

Squeezes super super tight

Like, you can barely breathe

Gushes over how sweet you are

Will probs pepper your face in kisses too (doesn’t matter what ur relationship with her is)

((Millie is a strong believer in non-romantic kisses, she told me herself))

Will probs ask Moxxie to bring y’all a drink

MOXXIE

“Uhh, you sure you want a hug from me?”

Yes babe I’m sure

Doesn’t think he’s the best one to be comforting you - will palm you off to Millie if he can

But will be offended if anyone else says he can’t look after you

^^ Gets all huffy about it

Distraction is his new best friend

Will tell you a mixture of stories and fun facts to try and make you feel better

Will also make you a hot drink

If you want to, will talk out your feelings with you

STOLAS

Babes just blinks for a hot minute as your words register with him

Has the softest smile

“Of course, dearest. Come here.”

A hug isn’t enough for him, you’re in for a full blown cuddle sesh now

Likes the feeling of having you fully wrapped up in his arms

Forehead kisses. Forehead Kisses.

Will sometimes swaddle you in blankets like a literal baby

Hums softly for you

Tries to ask what’s wrong, will def push the subject

He just wants to fix it, okay?

Will just,,, smother you in affection until you’re okay

And then some

OCTAVIA

Judgemental eyebrow raise.

Judgy, judgy girl

Y’all gotta be CLOSE for her to hug

((But not really, she’s so touch starved its not funny, but we don’t talk about that-))

Long, comforting hugs

If u end up crying, will fix your makeup for you

Don’t mention it though

Like, literally don’t mention it or it won’t happen again

She probs just breathes a sigh of relief when y’all hugs

Holds on a little too tight, for a little too long

If you ask first, she’ll start coming to you for hugs now too

FIZZAROLLI

Baby. Baby, baby man.

Will wrap his arms around you several times over

Another really tight hugger

You had shit to do?

Sike, not anymore

Now you’re spending all day with Fizz

Your fault, you started it by asking for a hug

Is super worried about you, but tries to play it down

Will do stupid shit just to see you laugh

Will ALSO flirt with you until you can’t stand it anymore

ASMODEUS

Immediately concerned, does not try to hide it

Much like his bf, cancels all plans for today

Y’all are gonna be chilling in bed and cuddling now

Just kinda,,, scoops you up?

Definitely plays with your hair

Gives a SOLID head massage

So so gentle and sweet

Just lays you on his chest

Draws pictures on your back and makes you guess what he’s drawing

^^ he does this to help ground you

Tbh he’ll probably drag Fizz to bed too, so know they’re both looking after you

Mans isn’t gonna let anyone get left out

[pizzapizzadickz]

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[naddiesflower]

Calling him by his name and not by a term of endearment

another one in the drafts that needed to see the light of day

Characters: Todoroki Shoto and Bakugo Katsuki

Shoto

You truly didn't mean to do it

You honestly just straight up forgot one day

You would always greet each other outside of class before school started

Like clockwork, you would give each other a small hug and you would always say “hi baby” or something similar, but you would always call him baby…..except for today

“Morning Shoto,” you pull away from the hug, and he has a frown on his face that looks different from the one he usually has

“You okay?”  

He’s quick to shake it off, “Yeah, come on, we’re going to be late for class.”

You guys were actually early, but you just brush it off as him wanting to be punctual

Shoto really wants to question you

But he doesn’t

Not outwardly at least

He’s thinking, “are they mad at me?”, “Did I do something to make them mad at me??”

He would do everything possible EXCEPT ask you what was wrong

The both of you walk inside the class and Shoto goes to your seat before you do and pulls out your chair for you

You’re surprised, it’s not like he’s never nice to you (though he doesn’t look it, he’s really nice) but you are perfectly capable of doing menial tasks for yourself

So you never expected him to do that, but you appreciated it nevertheless

“Oh, thanks Sho!”

His eyebrows crease

He hums in affirmation and gives a kiss to the top of your head before walking over to his seat

That’s when you know something is wrong

He wasn’t too keen on PDA 

So for him to nonchalantly kiss you on the head in class….was kinda fishy

Shoto can’t concentrate all that well in class now

Poor dude is wracking through his brain as to why you just called him Sho

WHY SHO AND WHY NOT BABY???

And now he’s pouting for the entirety of the class

Every time you look over at him he’s like >:/

ngl it’s really cute

You don’t ask Shoto what’s wrong until lunchtime rolls around

Well

You try to

When the lunch bell rings Shoto is like a man on a mission

He beelines toward you

If you hadn’t known what his quirk you would have thought it was super speed

Iida who?

Some of your classmates look at him weird 

This is just the image I get in my head lolol

Shoto: 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️   

Classmates:🤨

But he gets to you in like .5 seconds and he holds his hand out to you

He doesn’t even say anything to you, so you assume he wants to hold your hand

You place your hand in his but he surprises you when he pulls you into a hug

Thankfully everyone had already filed out of the class or else you would have been a burning bundle of embarrassment 

“Call me baby please.”

His mouth was right next to your ear and you could feel his lips move against it 

Your knees would have surely given out had you not come to a conclusion

You hadn’t called him baby the entire day and he was now clearly perturbed about it

There was one thing you really loved about Shoto, it was pretty easy to fluster him

And you see a perfect opportunity open itself up

Grabbing his face between your hands you pull him away from your ear and smush his cheeks together

“Oh my poor baby, I'm so sorry my baaaaby.”

A blush was quickly creeping its way up his neck

Which only encourages you more

Maybe he shouldn’t have reminded you

“Ok that’s enough….”

“But I haven’t called you baby enough times.”

“I’m going to eat by myself.”

“Wait!”

Bakugo

You did call Bakugo terms of endearment like babe, sweetheart, and the one you use the most, honey 

Bakugo claimed to dislike your nicknames, but he secretly really liked them

One day you and Bakugo get into a petty argument

I totally feel like you and he would fight over the smallest shit lmao 

And you’re not hanging around his desk before class like you normally do

You’re at Ashido’s desk obviously ignoring him

Which irks him, but that’s fine, he can ignore you too

But he can’t help but eavesdrop on yalls conversation

because Ashido’s desk is very close and totally not because he wants to hear your voice because he already misses it

“Why aren't you at his desk by the way?”

“Hmm, Bakugo’s?”

Oh this catches his immediate attention

He doesn’t even bother hiding his blatant staring at you from across the room

Since the both of you started dating not once have you called him Bakugo

It’s always been your cute gushy nicknames or variations of his first name

Mina already knows what’s up and wants all the details now 

She’s huddling closer to you, almost practically on top of your desk

But you never get to spill tea because the bell is ringing

But i assure you that Bakugou is giving you a hard side eye

Cuz he still needs to focus in class (he’s still a good student!!)

Lunchtime rolls around and he very discreetly walks next to you

“Hey”

You turn to look at him and just smile at him with your stupid cute face

He’s happy you’re not outright ignoring him

But he was at least expecting a, “c’mon Tsuki, i wanna get a good table!”

He brushes his pinkie against yours hoping you’d get the hint and hold his hand but nope

You pick up your pace and he sees you wrap your hands around Ashido’s arm, the both of you now animatedly talking

He would have found it cute if you weren’t hanging off of Ashido

That should be me by justin bieber starts playing

Bakugo is now internally raging inside at the lunch table

You would normally sit next to him but you're sitting across from him in between Sero and Kirishima

Man’s is literally stabbing into his food

everyone is now staring at his dramatic ass 

buy you're the only one who ends up making a comment about it 

"the food is already dead, i don't think you need to do that Bakugo."

he stops murdering his food 

he's had enough

He stands up forms his seat, goes over to a very confused you

Very gently, takes a hold of your wrist and starts dragging you up to the school’s rooftop

You’re questioning him the entire time

When you finally get to the rooftop Bakugo lets go of your wrist and just kind of stares at you

He’s silent for a couple of minutes looking like he’s going through a mental battle

Until he finally says something

Something that you can barely make out because he’s turned his head away from you and is grumbling

You: https://youtu.be/Y_3vk411ALE

“Bakugo what?”

There you go calling him by his last name again

“I said I’m sorry, don’t make me repeat myself!”

“Sorry for what??”

You can’t be serious

“For our argument this morning, the reason you’re calling me by my last name.”

“Oh.”

Oh?

JUST OH??

“I thought you were still mad at me so i wanted to give you space, i forgot about our argument way before school started.”

……

ATTENTION: TWO IDIOTS IN LOVE❗❗❗

Bakugo just sighs

He’s too tired to even get frustrated and just wants your attention

So he pulls you into a hug and buries his face into your neck

“Don’t ever do that again.”

You can practically hear the pout in his voice

“I'm sorry honey, i just wanted to give you space.”

“I don’t care about space.”

[cinnabeat]

anyways pls for the love of god if youre gonna stay awake for nearly 24 hours and then only take an hour nap before having to brave the world again pls eat something before leaving your house

[odinsblog]

Lmao. Twitter user georgina4781 is like, “I hope future generations judge you by the same social standards” — aka: being against white supremacy, Apartheid & imperialism that destroyed the lives of literally MILLIONS of Black and indigenous peoples. And they said that shit with their whole entire chest out! You and your pesky “modern standards” of …. *checks notes* …. not enslaving entire countries and depleting said countries of valuable material resources.

Look, Imma let everyone in on a little secret here: throwing down the, “BUT THEY DIDN’T KNOW ANY BETTER BACK THEN” excuse is 💯bullshit. But white people can be counted on to stay eating it up. Because that false framing serves a purpose.

Are we really and truly expected to believe that absolutely noooobody back then had any inkling that things like slavery, colonialism and Apartheid were evil? Nobody at all back then knew it? C’mon now. See? More “white innocence” bullshit. You think Jeff Bezos doesn’t know that people dying in Amazon warehouses is easily preventable and him not taking precautions to avoid more deaths is “bad”? People know wrong now, and they knew it back then. Still not sold? Okay, how about this: if nothing else, the Black and indigenous people being colonized knew it and expressed their views, but colonizers intentionally ignored them and did not listen to them. And I’m pretty sure we won’t need to search very hard through history books to find white people who knew it was wrong too. Just because their voices did not prevail doesn’t mean that “everyone back then” somehow did not know better. Many knew better and simply did. not. care. Kinda like Jeff Bezos right now.

When we accept the false premise that “they just didn’t know any better back then,” we are allowing a form of whitewashing history to happen — we are allowing today’s racism deniers to deftly delete the agency of colonizers, and replace their cruelty and greed, with innocence. And POOF! Just like that, the myth of white innocence is maintained, and the cruelty and greed behind all imperialism is parsed, equivocated and whitewashed away into something less heinous and more palatable.

And the thing white people seem to call “bringing up the shitty parts of history” is literally what everyone else, under ordinary circumstances, refers to as the truth, but apparently everyone is supposed to stay quiet so that colonizers and their beneficiaries can continue whitewashing history and continue pretending that it wasn’t really that bad, or advise everyone to just “get over it” because was “a long time ago,” or eventually argue that it never happened at all.

I’ll let you in on another secret: white people who want to downplay & deny racism love to throw racism into this far away safe space called, “the past”. I’m reminded of an old saying that goes something like, “your grandfather may have chopped down the tree, but we are still suffering from no shade today because of his actions.” An incredibly bad paraphrase on my part, but the point is, Uju Anya is a survivor of war and genocide caused by recent colonialism, and the person who was instrumental in that - in chopping down the proverbial shadetree - just died. Uju Anya is still experiencing the loss of diaspora caused by Queen Elizabeth’s kingdom, and telling her how to process her very real and very current grief is so presumptuous that I would need to live a million years as a white person to even begin to comprehend how presumptuous that is.

White fragility is a hell of a thing. But demanding that the still-living and still-impacted descendants of imperialism just shut up so that European whites don’t have to be reminded of their queen’s active role in colonialism … that’s strait up bullshit.

Apparently American conservatives aren’t the only ones upset with honestly talking about theories critical of racist systems.

Sending out much love to Uju Anya, who is now having Jeff fucking Bezos, one of the richest white men in history, and others harass her and lecture her about “kindness” and “respectability politics”.

[cybertroniannugget]

What if… Sam had a sibling who is very chaotic!!!! And they survive through out the Bayverse movies and when they meet Hound, Crosshairs and Drift, how would those 3 react to the crazy lil human?!? ;-;

(Could you possibly add Optimus Prime and Bumblebee!?)

Okay this is the first ever request I answer, kinda nervous tbh.

Hope you like it, and thanks for requesting^^

It's called Haiku...

Also, I don't know what pictures to add lmao

About this fic: sfw, gn reader, takes place in aoe

901 words

Sitting in the passenger's seat, squished next to Shane, you look out the window.

Sure, it was uncomfortable, but there were only 3 seats for the 4 of you.

You didn't say anything though, after they had just lost their friend, complaining would be of no use.

So you watch the wide desert landscape going by.

A white truck drove by on the other side of the road, but you didn't pay that much attention to it.

That's when the truck you four were in started rumbling. At first you didn't know what was going on, but when the seats shifted back roughly, the worn down leather replaced by more comfortable fabric seats you kind of got an idea.

"A man of taste I see. Western Stars are pretty nice.", you complimented, after seeing the symbol on the steering wheel, before the autobot logo took its place.

You opened the window to take a look at the Prime's new altmode.

Red flames across the blue paintjob, and everything was just so shiny.

"I must say, you looking good Prime!", you laugh, sticking your head back in.

"It was awesome but it was insane!", you heard Shane yell out excitedly.

The Prime's deep voice echoed over the radio, calling for his Autobots.

"I wonder If I'll see Bumblebee again. I missed that guy."

"Bumblebee?", Cade asked.

"Yeah, he's an Autobot don't worry. He's no giant insect, if that's what you thought about."

The man just raised an eyebrow at you, making Tessa chuckle in amusement.

After a few more minutes of driving you all got out of the truck, after Optimus opened the doors for you.

"Your dad is nice, but he needs to relax a lil...", you whisper to Tessa.

"He sure does, but he's trying his best."

"Never doubted that, don't worry.", you add, nudging her arm gently.

Optimus transformed, being greeted by his bots.

"Mr. free leader of the galaxy. I knew you'd make it. I never doubted it."

"Just who are these guys...", you mumble, looking around.

The green one with what looks like a cape suddenly turned to point his guns at you.

"Oh okay, that one feels like killin today...", you say, raising you arms sarcastically.

When the biggest one started lifting his guns was when you started sweating though.

But having fate on your side, like always, Optimus stopped them.

"Thanks Prime, I thought I was done for this time."

"🎶...Survivor! 🎶", Bee's Radio echoed.

"What's he mean by that now?", Hound asked, adjusting his cigar.

"We go way back. I saw Megatron so many times already. He nearly killed me twice but meh, still alive and kicking"

"Wait, aren't you that human from the fight in-?", Drift turned to ask.

"Chicago? Yeah, I've been there. Threw a brick at Megs myself.", you interrupted, proud of your past actions, arms crossed before your chest. "I've been there since the beginning. When it was just about a pair of glasses from my crazy great grandfather."

"They have fought with us. They're the only human I know I can trust."

"Rude...", Shane mumbled under his breath.

"I mean, how'd a squishy survive all that?!", Hound asked into the round of Cybertronians and humans

"Who you callin squishy?! I'm not the big one here."

"Pff, that's just armor. I'm as fast as a horse!"

"Well first of, it's as healthy as a horse. And also, it's none of your damn business how I survived all the shit I've been through. Because honestly, I don't even know myself. Maybe I'm just lucky"

You shrug, looking up at Optimus, who's serious demeanor made your heart sink.

He's always been serious yes, but a kind soul. Always open for questions.

Now he's just, well... dark.

"Well, but I'm sure as hell gonna survive this, so when we startin?!"

"Enthusiasm, I like it.", Crosshairs mentioned, spinning a gun in his servo, before tucking in back into his belt.

"🎶Where have youuuu been?!🎶", Bumblebee sang over the radio.

"Oooh, Rihanna, you got some mad taste Bee!"

Sticking your hands into the pockets of your worn down jeans, you look up at the yellow and black bot, who's optics were fixed on you.

"Well, after Chicago I needed a new place to stay. So I applied to work in a different hospital. And it led me to Austin, Texas."

You laugh

"In the good ol' south", you say, mocking the southern accent.

"I think I like that one", Hound says, leaning back against a rock wall.

"They have what it takes, like sunset colors on blue,

strength guts and virtue.", Drift added.

"If this is another hiku I swear Imma blow you to shreds...", Crosshairs murmured, turning to walk away.

"It's called Haiku!", you correct him.

"What?", he mumbled annoyed.

"I don't care what it's called. I just want to leave this place."

"Well, I like it, thank you.", you say to Drift, smiling at the bot.

In this moment of peace, it was of course Crosshairs who needed to add something unnecessary.

"Nah, it's lame"

Without warning, Drift jumped at him, swords drawn, ready to attack.

"And I thought I was crazy...", you whisper to Bee, rolling your eyes.

The bot snickered.

"Lord may you give me strength to not make anyone here short circuit on purpose..."

You squint your eyes, thinking.

"I don't even know their names yet... Wow"

"🎶Still don't know your name🎶"

"Oh you're right tho Bee.", you laugh

[amizuki]

watched the pilot storyboards, albeit only 3/4 of it, and I like how the pilot made Luz seem more like an outcast eccentric weirdo, which is what she's supposed to be, rather than an ignorant asshole who is borderline terrorist

instead of her waltzing into school with dozens of spiders, snakes and fireworks, that she all planned to use INSIDE the building with a smile on her face and not a care in the world, here she instead only brings one snake to school and that's it. a snake that stays with her and her only, doesn't bite anyone, and whom she also later sets free OUTSIDE school. sure, she mentions that Azura is going to "explode out of the snake's stomach", but I heavily doubt it meant that, if the teacher hadn't stopped her, she was gonna pull out a big pack of fireworks, like the ones she had in the show, stuff them inside the snake's mouth and blow it up, especially considering she called the snake "friend" and seemed to treat it like an actual living being, instead of a book report prop, since she had a bag of food for it in her locker.

honestly they should've kept this scene in the 1st episode, at least partially.

like, the start of the episode would play out the same as in the pilot, except Amity isn't here and doesn't stand up for her, so Luz just quietly sits down at her desk in embarrassment and maybe pets the snake while looking upset or something. it then continues the same, up until she opens her locker.

(by the way, I feel like this scene would work better to show the audience that Luz is a nerd, by looking at all those things in the locker, that are usually considered as either nerdy, childish or both, rather than having Luz herself just tell us that she likes to do nerdy things)

in the pilot, that's where Amity walks by and Luz tries to talk with her, but since she wouldn't be able to be here in the actual show, instead Luz would hear an announcement from the principal that he needs her to go to his office. cut to her sitting in the office with her mom already there, and then it generally plays out the same way it did in the 1st ep – the principal says that Luz's been disrupting classes often and have been making her classmates weirded out and disturbed by her antics, which also simultaneously lead to her having no friends. no spiders in class and fireworks inside building – only her acting overly eccentric and weird, to the point where she might accidentally ignore some of the social norms, like with that book report in the pilot and the school play in the show. then the principal mentions today's geometry class that Luz interrupted and says that this was the final straw – not only because something like that happened however many times before, but also because this time she brought a live snake to class, and while it didn't bite anyone (unlike in the show, where her snakes bit MULTIPLE people, and Luz was just like "oops, guess that's where the backup snakes went haha lmao"), it was still a very dangerous thing to do. Camila would react to it in surprise and ask "Mija, where in the world did you even get a snake?" or something like that, with Luz just kinda awkwardly shrugging in response, while looking down at the floor. after that, the principal offers for her to go to a summer camp, to "get her head out of the clouds", and everything else plays out the same way it did in the actual 1st episode.

if it was like that, then, once again, it would actually make Luz look like just an eccentric nerd, who doesn't actively try to harm or disturb anyone, and just does things that she thinks are cool or fun. sure, she might come off as a bit ignorant, with her occasionally ignoring classes and social cues, but it would be just because she's too passionate about the things she likes and gets so much into them, that she might forget the real world in the process.

but uh... the 1st episode Luz isn't exactly that

letting dozens of small spiders inside class, while not giving a shit about people who are scared of those is not cool or fun.

letting however many snakes roam free and bite everyone, while, again, not giving a shit about them being bit is not cool or fun.

and, fucking hell, setting off fireworks inside the school without a second thought is NOT cool or fun

so yeah, that's all I've got

also I wish the "Why would anyone throw it away?" moment with Eda was somehow kept in the show, because it's honestly beautiful and I love it. I don't know how they'd be able to pull it off in the actual show, since Amity was never able to go to Human Realm there and thus Luz wouldn't be able to make that drawing of them, but oh well, it's good that we're able to see this scene at least in the storyboard form.

[junhanndee]

how do u think the heroes would react to walking in on u getting off? bonus points if they can tell you were thinking about them 🤐

omg anon yes let me just MMMMM

how xdh would react on walking in to see you getting off <3

headcanons!

warnings : smut duh, mdni, gaon is a lil shit, fingering mentions, afab reader kinda, eating out, uhhhh i think that’s it

gunil

genuinely i think he might feel a little bad (?)

just because he couldn’t help you and he felt like you had to resort to that instead of him

but he kinda had an idea you were feeling that way from the texts he had received from you throughout the day

upon opening the door tho those thoughts will definitely fade away and he will make you feel so good you’ll forget all about that toy <3

jungsu

shy boy #1

jungsu gives me the whole “oh woah” vibe like he sees you getting off in his bed and suddenly his pitching a tent in his jeans

bonus points if you don’t notice and he gets to stand there and watch you get off wishing it were him

he would definitely eat you out until you couldn’t barely speak a sentence again because he just can’t get enough of you :)

gaon

okay hear me out

gaon gives me the vibe to be like “but you have me :(“

and then destroy you LMAO

like he walks in and had already kinda heard something from the door

and when he walks in to see you all spread out on the bed he can’t help but hate that stupid fucking toy and will stop at nothing to prove he’s better

“you think that toy can do what i can’t?” he would say while practically throwing it to the other side of the room. then would smirk at you knowing he’s about to make you see stars

he will definitely have you in 50 different positions before the night ends

definitely tells you to just call him next time LMAO

seungmin

tbh i see seungmin as the type to get super turned on by this

like he walks in to find you under the covers but he can’t help hearing the low sound of vibrations coming from under the bed

he would dive under the covers and probably continue to use it on you just taking it all in

“my baby had to use this because she was so turned on? :( poor thing”

he would probably send you into overstim just to watch your expressions as he actually finds it really fascinating and can’t wait to incorporate it into your sec routine:)

junhan

shy boy #2

junhan would probably be like 😀

when he sees you riding his pillow i think he’s sees his life flash before his eyes when he widely opens the door

he would probably quietly close the door while a bright red blush appears on his cheeks

honestly tho, once he’s like omg he would probably come and sit next to you giving you hooded eyes and ready to get you off

“m sorry baby i was so busy today i made you wait”

would definitely drag you onto his lap reverse cowboy style and get you off by fingering you <33

then boom best sex ever

jooyeon

shy boy #3

he would open the door and probably shut it so fast that you heard the boom and see him standing there like 😀😫

he would probably rush over to you even tho his face is soooo red

“did you need me? i’m so sorry i missed you to i just was really busy today…”

he would probably ramble and try his hardest to not stare at your tits but has failed the entire time

he would 100% eat you out like right then and there

“mmm i missed you, i’ll make you feel good to make up for it i promise”

would eat you out until he was satisfied :)

[creek-ink]

hello hi !! i love your art <33 do you think you could drop any nina hcs you have ?

hello and thank u!! here's some art from earlier today of my versions of nina and jane <3

as for nina's hcs,, well I honestly haven't thought too much on her place in my lil fan storyline I'm making.

so let's see what I can make up on the spot!! kisdbsjhdkdsk

Nina's "origins"

like most creepypastas, I don't like Nina's original story. (lol) so here's my just as shitty version.

nina, in my world, was still a jtk fangirl. she heard his story on the news and was captivated by his mugshot. (definitely the type to romanticize true crime) she began emulating his chelsea grin with makeup and posting abt her infatuation w him on her social media.

this fixation on Jeff opened a door to the slenderman, which it gladly stepped through. like any edgy teen being stalked by an eldredge horror would, she began to document her experience w the monster on her verious social media outlets.

to prevent further exposure of the proxies n what not, nina was due to die. in the midst of her kidnapping, she expressed her interest in working alongside the monsters that stalked her.

in a rather sitcom-y way, nina was now a part of the problem, if u will. working w her fav serial killers </3

her style

clothing:

apart from being engrossed in the emo/scene culture, her clothing style is heavily influenced by the early 2000s. she loves all things gaudy and over the top, often resulting in a hot topic explosion.

intrests:

most likely influenced by her style, her interests in angsty media should be noted. she's an avid reader of johnny the homicidal maniac, death note, and other media in the like. her fave bands include- sleeping w sirens, get scared, msi, and blood on the dance floor.

(while on trips into town, she makes it a point to stop by the local nerd shop to stalk up on (rob) her favs.)

crime: (lmao)

let's just say she's very reckless. she leaves behind crums of evidence everywhere she goes. at this point, she's stopped making an attempt to hide her tracks.

she gets a little too into the killing thing- often being playful and flirting w her victims. she sees it all as one big game and definitely believes she's invincible.

relationships

-jane is her person, the perfect amount of balance and authority that counteracts her crazy. jane sees nina as a person in need of guidance and maybe a bit of parenting. nina sees jane as a big sister of sorts and often comes to her for advice and to confide in.

-toby is her bestie. point, blank, period. those two get into a little too much trouble together. they became close via the long drives that resulted from their extensive missions. at first, nina had the hots 4 toby but soon grew out of them infavor of his friendship.

fun lil tid bit- they like to sit in eachothers company while they read. nina reads her manga/comics and toby his books.

-jeff,, well jeff, for obvious reasons, isn't too found of nina. he finds her annoying and tiring, which is rich coming from him. he does his best to avoid her, but when the unavoidable is unavoidable, she ignores him. they say never meet ur idols and boy, they weren't kidding. all that time fantasizing abt her prince rly didn't match up to the sleazy prick she now works w. let's just say they don't get along.

-as 4 the majority of the creeps, there seems to be a consensus that nina is annoying af, and shes to be avoided. (rip nina)

so this was kinda shit! but either way, I hope u enjoyed the read. I may revisit this someday and flesh it out. or just scrap it all together pff!! lemme know what u think and lemme know any of ur guy's-s hcs or suggestions! i love reading what u have to say. (even if what u have to say conflicts w what i have to say)

[hunterbunter3000]

Hey hope you have I nice day, I LOVE you sweetheart series but I was just curious on what farah and valeria thoughts of sweetheart, do they also have a crush on her or do they see as an enemy(valeria), again hope you have a lovely day

Hello! Thank you, I hope you have a wonderful day as well! ❤️💓

And omg they don't hate her at all LMAO

I kinda dislike when girls hate each other over men. Even tho, yes, it can do good for the story and writers can do whatever tf they want, I like when they communicate their emotions on WHY they feel like that, instead of ruining a good friendship they have!

Farah and Sweetheart are actually really good friends! Even though Farah thinks that Sweetheart is weird as SHIT (I mean hell, who doesn't) and questions her thinking process everytime she sees Sweets, but she's a hell of a good fighter and has been there when other people weren't.

Farah values Sweetheart's kindness cause WHEW YK SHE NEEDS IT MY POOR BABY

Sweetheart tells her stories of her whacky adventures she has by herself and with her team constantly when she visits or when she calls like she's CALLING A NEIGHBOR LOL

Farah: Sweetheart? Why are you-- how are you calling me? Hang up, they can trace this!

Sweetheart, laughing: Don't worry, Don't worry! I'm using an old burner phone that isn't even on the market anymore. Now I need to tell you what happened at the base today.

Farah, speed walks to a secluded area: Oh girl shit, tell me what happened

YK THEY GOSSIP TO EACH OTHER ITS JUST A FACT

Sweetheart: AND THEN SHE HAD THE NERVE TO SAY "OH-- I never even finished it" SO IT PUSHED US BACK FOR LIKE A WEEK

Farah: NOOOOOO WHAT A BITCHASS MOVE

Sweetheart: RIGHT???

And omg I see Farah teaching Sweetheart how to cook her home food (have you noticed that I'm a foodie. Have you noticed I really like food) and Sweetheart bringing dishes she made at the base so Farah and her soldiers can try!

Farah, eating her mac and cheese: Sweetheart oh my God this is amazing!

Sweetheart: 🥹

Soldier: Are you taken yet?

Farah: BACK THE FUCK OFF AND EAT YOUR FOOD AND SHUT UP

Sweetheart: 😰

Istg Farah is like a damn cat, protecting Sweets from hands in MARRIAGE LOL

But Farah was quite confused about her team. Why do they all look at her like that? And she's not doing anything about it?? WOAH WATCH YOUR HAND SOAP--

Laswell had to explain it to her.

Farah, shocked: wait... so they ALL LIKE HER!?

Laswell: I would say it's 'love', but basically yeah

Farah, looking at Alex: So... All of them?

(Farah x Alex forever, Sweetheart can go suck a carrot)

(Y E S IM HATING ON MY OWN CREATION SHUT U P)

Farah was so heartbroken when she found out that Alex loved Sweetheart romantically. She honestly found that out herself when she saw Alex had a fond look in his eyes looking at Sweetheart

And Farah kinda-- just accepted it? Like she didn't want to interfere with the two, so it was like an Angelica and Eliza story (ANGST??1?1??11?) So she would just smile and ignore the pit she felt in her heart everytime she saw them together.

But one night Farah couldn't take it anymore and just ignored Sweetheart for like two whole days. Sweetheart ain't about that 😡 nah uh no ma'am

Sweetheart: Farah!

Sweetheart, grabbing Farah's arm: Farah please. What is going on with you?

Farah, not looking at Sweetheart: Nothing.

Sweetheart, not buying it: Farah come on- even a blind man would see that something is wrong. You can talk to me! We're friends--

Farah, breaking Sweets hold: Just... Leave me be, please.

Sweetheart, sad: Did I do something wrong? Please-

Farah: No, you didn't do anything wrong I just--

Sweetheart: Then what's going on--

Farah: I like Alex, okay!?

(It was silent)

(Farah didn't want to look at Sweetheart, but she saw her hands waving frantically. She looks up confused, now seeing Sweetheart smiling ear to ear and fanning her eyes)

Sweetheart, wheezing: You like Alex! Holy hell, I KNEEWWW IT- I knew it I knew it

Sweetheart, hands in her hair: ARGH I OWE LASWELL SO MUCH FUCKIN MONEY SHIT

Farah:

Farah: Pardon?

Sweetheart: GIRL PLEASE I knew you liked Alex a long time ago! I just-- didn't say anything cause I didn't want to pressure you.

Farah, relaxed: Ah... I see. You're not- You're not mad?

Sweetheart: Mad!? Why in the world would I be mad at you liking someone I know?

Farah: Well... I didn't want you to see it as me taking your..."friend." Also, I don't think he likes me back.

Sweetheart, grabbing Farah's cheeks: Farah, have you seen yourself? You're absolutely beautiful! Of course he would like you.

Oh.

Oh my.

Farah felt warm and tingling when Sweetheart said that. With honesty. With her smile. She meant it. "You're beautiful."

"Have you seen yourself? You're beautiful."

Her big, warm hands held Farah's cheeks softly, like too much pressure would break her.

(FARAH GOIN THRU IITTTT) (Farah bi-curious moment? AHAHAHAH)

Sweetheart told Farah that she would help her win Alex, so it's a GIRL POWER type friendship they got goin on and I love it

With Valeria... as I said in another ask, they're like freinemies (did I even spell that right) Sweetheart don't really like her cause she works for the cartel and drugs BUT SHE A BUSINESS WOMAN

Omg when they were interrogating Valeria, Sweetheart was SWEATING-- SHE WAS SCARED FOR HER LIFE (she had some... troubles with the cartel in the past)

But omg she was so nervous

Sweetheart: If you mitch-match blacks, YOU DIE

Alejandro: SWEETHEART

Sweetheart: WHAT!? MIXING BLACKS IS A CRIME IN ITSELF

(Valeria was fucking cackling in there)

Valeria, smirking: I don't think you'll get very far with this if she's with you

Sweetheart: I AM WALKING BACK AND FORTH

Valeria sees Sweets as entertainment, because she knows how nervous and hyper Sweets can get when she's around

Valeria teases the SHIT outta Sweetheart constantly (Val gonna give her a heart attack fr fr)

She questions Sweets actions alot tho

Valeria: ...How did you even get up there?

Sweetheart, holding onto a high pole to get away from Valeria:

Sweetheart: uh- out of fear

GIRL HOW YOU GONNA BE SCARED OF A WOMAN SHORTER THAN YOU COME ON

Valeria thinks it's impressive how she collects men like Pokémon

Valeria: You have my ex wrapped around your manicured finger.

Valeria, smirking: Good on you, pez globo.

Sweetheart:

Sweetheart: h u h

And Valeria popped the question to her

Valeria: Why are you afraid of me?

Sweetheart, getting nervous: I'm... sorry?

Valeria: I have seen you take down men like they're flies. I have seen you use many weapons like they're second nature. Yet you're afraid of me?

Sweetheart: I just--

(She looks away, unconsciously rubbing her right forearm with her hand. Her eyes dim, holding a dark story she obviously doesn't to say.)

Sweetheart: What you do... is dangerous. So obviously I'm-- I'm gonna be afraid of you.

Valeria:

Valeria: I see.

(Did I just give Sweetheart trauma- what the flying fuck why do I do this everytime with characters-- I WAS TRYING MY BEST NOT TO GIVE HER ANY UGH)

[elysiumarchieve]

is this a new blog 🤭? but hii i saw ur requests were opened and ive been thinking about scara with a s/o shorter than him?? I think it'd be kinda funny HAHAH

YES IT ACTUALLY IS A NEW BLOG😭 i'm surprised myself but scaranation had a nice day today! but btw, i'm pretty small too so i can actually relate to that😭 5"1 LMAO

scaramouche with a shorter gn! s/o

warnings: scaramouche being a little shit <3, actually he's a warning for himself so, no proofread we die like katsuragi

✧ at first, the height difference between the two of you did not actually bother him (not that it actually ever did)

✧ he didn't even think too much of it - you just happened to be a bit smaller than he was in height, what about it?

✧ despite that, he began to notice the glares you'd give him when he reached stuff from a higher shelf while you stood nearby or how you had to be on your tiptoes to see what he sees

✧ hell, even if your height would be 1cm apart, he'd start and get cocky over it at some point

✧ to him, it was a lot funnier how you got upset or tried wearing heels to atleast match his height. are you that desperate to be on his level?

✧ while he won't pull the typical "how's the weather down there" or lean his arm onto you, he'd definitely pretend to not see you at all, all that while having this shit eating smug grin on his face

✧ at times, he'd even belittle you for your 'lack' of height, claiming that with your height, you shouldn't even bother picking up a sword or any weapon for that matter - you'd probably trip with those tiny legs of yours

✧ if you remind him that he isn't that much taller than you, he'll shush you. he's still taller than you and won't expect anything else, especially when he gets to see that upset face of yours whenever he mentions this

✧ besides that, he has a terrible timing for his 'jokes'. scaramouche doesn't constantly tease you about your height (because where would be the fun in you getting used to it?), but rather mentions your height at any inconvenience you encounter, no matter what it is, and it has been proven to be far more annoying than anything else to you, which is good for him

✧ you're supposed to sneak in somewhere? great, thank goodness you're small, you go do it!

✧ occasionally, he might pull the weather joke, but that's when he's in a really good mood, which honestly, is rare, even around you. my dude has a reputation to uphold and kick around poor people, he doesn't really care about jokes

✧ however, deep down he doesn't care that you're smaller than him. it doesn't bother him and he actually thinks it's hilarious that you're bothered by that, which in return causes him to tease you about it

✧ he's enjoying the fact that you're actually jealous over a few centimetres/inches that could make you as tall as him (remind him of his small heels and he'll simply huff at that)

✧ he also likes how you struggle to reach things, and while it's cliché, he might put things even higher up - despite that, he doesn't help you like any other character, but rather watches on as you try to reach for it and even climb up shelves to do so, all while having the time of his life

✧ sometimes he holds things above his head so you won't have them. you kicked his shin for that once and he actually had a small bruise from that time. scaramouche refuses to speak about it to this day and threatened you to not tell anyone about it ever

✧ maybe that's the reason he puts things on high places and likes watching you struggle...

[ncteez]

Good Boy (l.d)

Upon finding a suspicious tab open on your boyfriend’s laptop, you learn about a hidden little desire of his. Making yourself up for him, you do your best to give him what very clearly needs.

requested by anon​: “Be a good boy for mommy.” + “I never thought I’d hear you say that, fuck, that’s hot.”

ao3 | m.list | minors dni! | if you read it, reblog it.

wordcount― 5k

pairing― haechan x afab reader

content―  mommy kink, subby haechan but also kinda bratty, food mentions, face riding, overstimulation, mentions of cum eating, lots of “baby boy” and “mommy”, his orgasm gets ruined bc you’re having fun lmao

note― sorry... mommy? sorry...mommy?

There was a heavy suspicion that your boyfriend was into something particularly specific. You weren’t one to judge, considering the amount of times he’s done things for you because of his own suspicions. Doing these things for each other allow your sex life together to propel itself into next level greatness. Who could deny wanting such a thing?

The suspicion started through jokes. Haechan copying tiktok and memes, looking at you every time he finds you sexy and mimicking in his simpiest of voices “mommy? sorry– mommy? sorry–mommy?” You laughed it off several times, but that specific joke seemed to stick with him. Even when you played along, saying things along the line of “Oh, does baby boy want mommy to take care of him?” Haechan would get flustered for a split second before tuning into the joking tone you’d had when you said it. 

The suspicion was confirmed upon opening his desktop to search up a recipe (since his laptop was right there on the table, and yours was down the hallway on the desk in your bedroom). All you wanted was to figure out how to make homemade scones, because the fall air had gotten you in the mood to bake, and you never bake. Instead, what you got was a full internet browser already up, at least thirteen tabs were open and you assumed it’s just because your boyfriend couldn’t be bothered to use the bookmark button if it were to slap him in the face. You didn’t close his tabs, but some of them were blindly embarrassing. Google searches of the average penis size in Europe, probably for a joke with his discord friends, a youtube link with a compilation of banned twitch users, a bunch of gaming guides, and then– ah. You fucking knew it. 

When you had clicked the tab open, seeing as how it was maybe the sixth or seventh one, you could tell he probably had this tab active for a fucking while. Not only was it there shamelessly looking at you, but you could see where he had last paused the video. It’s not what you do when watching porn, but whatever, you’re not one to talk shit about your boyfriend’s habits when he’s by himself and not in your apartment.

When you looked at his screen that day, just two days ago, you wondered to yourself if he paused it at his favorite part for his next shameless jerk-off or if he paused it because he was done with it for the time being and would come back and restart it. It piqued your interest more than you wanted it too, with a title of “MOMMY SWEET TALKS AND GUIDES HER BOY TO INTENSE ORGASM.” 

Hm. You still think about it today, knowing full well that Haechan will be sleeping over again for a regular date night inside. Honestly, you haven’t stop thinking about the idea of him not even watching the video while tugging at himself. You had listened to in in full yourself now, and it was just a black screen with a woman’s voice doing just as the video title stated. Your boyfriend was closing his eyes, teasing himself, and doing every single thing she told him to do, and that did something for him? 

It kind of does something to you too. 

~

It didn’t take long to fluster him. The initial act of hinting started when you decided to wear a button down blouse that certainly wasn’t going to be buttoned all the way, making sure your cleavage looked as good as possible for your boyfriend. His eyes stayed fixated on the expanse of skin there as he makes his way through your kitchen and towards the sweet smelling scones. 

When you follow after and rub up on him, you smile at your boyfriend as he lifts one of your scones to take a bite. What a perfect scenario. Such a messy eater, honestly. It’s easy and natural to lift your thumb to his lips and swipe some of the icing that stuck to it. It was even easier to look him in the eye and lick it off of your fingers with an innocent, doe-eyed blink. You can almost see him falter and notice that sexual intent is definitely much higher during this date night. 

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Haechan asks in a swallow as he looks back to your scones. “And when did you learn how to bake?” 

You roll your eyes, pulling back from the seduction tactic and backing yourself up against the counter with a shrug. 

“Looked it up when you were here last. Fall always makes me wanna try new things.” 

Haechan narrows his eyes at you for a moment, knowing full well the voice you use when the words have double meaning. 

“What are you getting at?” He asks with playful frustration, as if he is ready to argue until you let him win. “Did you put something weird into these?!” His eyes widen as he sets the scone down and glares at it, because you fucking would do some shit like that for a laugh. (disclaimer: not poison.)

“Oh my god, you’re s–” You stop yourself. This is a great time to play along and see if he takes note of your efforts to fulfill his kinky little hidden desires. “You’re such a brat.” 

When you say it, making a point to put emphasis on the name you call him, you walk up towards him again and grab the scone into your hands. “I thought you would have loved coming in to freshly baked goods.” You place it gently against his lips. “I wouldn’t do anything like that to you, baby.”

And then you back away satisfied with the look on his face. It wasn’t a blatant play at his fantasies, but it definitely struck a chord in him. You’d never call him baby. 

“Baby?!” He asks defensively. “Since when do you call me that?” 

“Since now.” You smile, walking out of the kitchen to let him sit and simmer with the fact that you called him brat and baby within a minute of each other. 

~

“What is with you today?” Haechan slumps against the couch, lazily turning his head to look at you with curiosity in his eyes. “Baking, dangling your tits at me, calling me names.” He starts to count on his fingers. “Oh, what about when you fucking grabbed my cock and told me I did good on my exam?” His hands go up in a frustrated groan, confused as to why his girlfriend is doing the best shit ever right now. 

“Stop acting like you don’t like it.” You laugh, laying your head down on his lap and hugging him around the hips.  “I’m just trying new things. That’s all.” 

“Like what?” He narrows his eyes at you again, but you can see the smirk raise on one side of his mouth as you hug against him. “What’s in that pretty little head of yours today?”

There he is, trying to cater to your own sexual interests. Not tonight, no. You want it to be about him this time, considering he never even told you in the first place.

“Why don’t we talk about what’s in your pretty little head?” You lift yourself to ask, poking him on the forehead as you lean over with your weight on one arm. “Hm, baby?” You coo, now leaning your face closer to him. “Anything you wanna tell me?” 

Haechan’s eyes sparkle at the way you’re talking to him. You see a hint of shyness cross his face when he glances away from you and swallows his initial ego that he planned to use on your tonight. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He quickly tries to subdue you but is easily overcome with the way you gently trace your fingers over his neck with a mocking type of chuckle. 

“Oh? You don’t?” You ask, still tracing your fingers over the soft, tanned skin below his ear.It takes you a moment to gather the courage and confidence to do this, but you think you can fulfill this desire for him. Honestly, you just have to play the part.  “Why don’t you try to be a good boy for mommy and tell me? Hm?” 

Just like that, your soft and radiant boyfriend drains of all color. You pull back a bit, watching the reaction on his face twist from curiosity, to understanding, to embarrassment, to– arousal. His legs start to shift a bit, and you watch in awe at the way he’s already twitching in his pants at the words alone. 

“Can you do that for me?” You ask, staring at his lap and then moving your eyes back to his face. 

“I-” He stutters for a moment, which is something he’s never done around you. It’s nice, you admit, making your boyfriend feel so shy. 

“I never thought I’d hear you say that, fuck, that’s hot.” Haechan admits, bucking his hips up on instinct at the way his girlfriend feeds into something she shouldn’t even know about. He’s not going to question it though, because it’s making sense and you’re not embarrassing him about it. If anything, you’re making him play the part he’s always wanted to play. 

“Is that a yes, baby?” You ask again, trying to keep your voice calm as you watch him squirm under your hold. 

His frantic nods were all you needed to lock yourself into the same personality the woman in the video had. You’re a little shocked at how easy it is to do it though, as you pull yourself from him and instruct him on what to do. 

“Lay back, let mommy take care of you then.” You start with a whisper, a hint of uncertainty in your voice despite knowing you’re going to do this for him and you’re going to do it well. 

When Haechan looks at you this time, that sparkle looks brighter and his entire personality seems to shift into something you’ve never experienced from him. His eyes do not leave you when he does as you say, laying himself back against the soft and plush cushions of your couch, his head propped against the arm of it. 

You’re fast to grab him a pillow, crawling over him with it and being sure to dangle your chest in front of his face as you lift his head and adjust it for him. “Better?” You ask, looking down at him and the way his looks looks like he would willingly suffocate himself between your tits if you’d let him. 

“Mhm,” He hums with a soft smile against his lips. His eyes have gone droopy, half lidded and blown out already with what you presume to be lust. It takes you a moment to contain your thoughts, always wanting him to hurt you, choke you, overstimulate you. You have to be the one to act out that persona now. 

Only now do you realize that you and your boyfriend both want the same thing in bed. Now, at least, he knows you’re willing to break your usual submissive needs to let him cry it out under you. You imagine his thoughts are flowing too quickly to grasp too, seeing his needy girlfriend make an attempt to be on top for once. 

As you pull back, sitting yourself on his lap and feeling the way his hands immediately shoot to take hold of your chest, you find yourself lost on what to do next. What are you supposed to do outside of call yourself mommy, and call him baby? You really should have done more research that wasn’t just searching the video up yourself and listening to the woman talk you through edging your cock to a submissive and orgasmic blowout. You don’t even have a cock but it still had you feeling, well, it had you feeling. 

You try to embody her words. “I know you want mommy to feel good too, but you’re all the way over there.” Wondering what she meant by that, you try to remember what she says later in the video, something about knowing how good he would do if she were to sit on his face. How she likes when he makes a mess, because he will clean it up for her too. Hm, you think, watching your boyfriend stare at you with anticipation, gripping and tugging on your blouse. 

You’ve got this. 

Pulling yourself off of him in a bit of an awkward way,  it doesn’t feel so awkward when he stares at you in panic over the fact that your tits are now not near him at all. You smile at his need, slipping your panties down your legs from beneath the skirt you chose for the day. (Specifically because it looked…mommy-ish?) 

You see his eyes roll back only slightly as your panties slide down and onto the floor. Haechan is definitely imagining what you’re going to do to him, relishing in all of the things you could do to him. 

When you walk back up to him, and he’s still laid against the couch in a comfortable slump of submission, you grab his cheeks and squeeze for a moment. 

“Open up for me, baby.” You chuckle, swinging a leg over his shoulder and bracing yourself on the arm of the couch as you hover. 

“Oh god,” He groans, opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out in sheer excitement for his girlfriend to sit on his face, ride his face, for the first time in the four years the two of you had been dating. 

Still trying to embody the dominant woman from the video, you push yourself not to worry about smothering him, hurting him, breaking his neck, or whatever other impossibly awful scenario could come from sitting on his tongue. His hands shoot to your waist as you hover, and you look down at him, his tongue waiting. 

Slowly, you lower yourself a bit more, close enough to where you can feel the heat of his tongue radiating against your embarrassingly wet folds. You hear a sound, a soft, whimpered cry from beneath you.

“Oh, baby–” You coo, lifting your pussy from its close proximity of his mouth  just so you can see his face. “Do you want to make Mommy feel good?” You tilt your head, falling into the persona more easily now that he just cried for you to do it. 

He nods, looking up at you, tongue still out and needy. 

You sit, tucking his tongue against your folds with ease when you shimmy a bit to lift your other leg from the floor and place it at the other side of his head. The warmth was more than radiating, and his eager mouth was so fast and so messy in an instant that it was hard not to fall apart on top of him, it was hard not to start begging him, pleading for more. But you won’t. 

“So eager,” You huff out in a nervous laugh, observing the way you can see his head moving beneath your skirt. His tongue is touching every surface within you that it can reach and honestly, you’re tingling all over at the feeling. 

Experimentally, you fuck your hips up against his tongue. That’s the spot that feels the best right now, when his muscle slides into your pussy slightly and hooks the skin there. When you drag your hips back, hitting your clit against his nose and feeling his excitement through a soft groan against you, that’s where it feels more than best, amazing even.

His high-pitched whimpers against you send sensations throughout your dripping folds, the sound alone enough to have your ears ringing considering he tends to offer you a deeper octave of sounds on a normal night. 

You can’t even bring yourself to say anything out of fear that this facade will crumble along with how your legs are starting to shake. He’s so aggressive. Messily licking every crevice and corner of you, and when you do move again, making an attempt to fully fuck his mouth, he only gets more into it. 

You make the choice to lift your skirt, seeing his hair peek from the fabric alone was driving you insane. When you do, sliding back on his tongue and looking down at him, his eyes immediately open to look at you. He’s pleading through them, groaning into you at the eye contact you’re giving him. His choked out sobs around your clit making your legs shake even more. You slide back up, quivering at the face he makes when his eyes roll back to relish in how you taste. 

If you keep this up, despite only being against his mouth for a solid three minutes, you’re not going to be able to last as long as you want to. Or maybe, that’s. . . is that what he’s into? Making you cum as many times as he can before you reward him with his own? You decide that it’s gonna be a thing regardless.

“Can baby boy make me cum like this?” You speak out, still trying to pretend you didn’t half moan it. “Gonna let Mommy fuck your face?” 

The words come out easily, but you still try to hide your moans. Haechan, on the other hand, grips your ass and tries to move your hips harder and faster against him, all while nodding with even more of those desperate little sobs. It’s hot, actually, that he can’t speak right now because he doesn’t want you to lose the pleasure he’s giving to you. 

More confident now than before, you let go of your worries. You treat his mouth like a store-bought sex toy, riding against it as if he isn’t a person that needs to breathe anything other than the scent of your slit. You ride his tongue like it’s his cock, fucking it into yourself briefly before sliding back again and letting it hit your clit. 

Constant stimulation he’s giving you, with the way he stiffens his tongue like a small, wet, and warm cock that you can hump against. Then flattening it, so you chase the friction and sit your pussy harder against it. He’s still moaning through it all and if you had half a brain you’d turn your head and look behind you to see how hard he must be while you do this.

Looking behind you, you can see him grinding his cock against the fabric of his pants, the view of a wet spot seeping through the frabric in an arousal coated stain that has you humping your hips faster, harder, until all you can manage to do is grip his hair with shaking fingers and ride out your first orgasm of the night. His tongue lapping up each drop with pronographic moans coming from both you and him. 

Sliding off of his face with shaking hands and legs, you try to keep your eyes on him, and you try even harder to keep a soft, confident smile on your face as you look at him. 

His face is soaked. Cheeks a rosy color from your legs rubbing and squeezing against them, lips glistening as they stretch into a grin. He looks so fucking proud of himself, as he should. 

“You did so well,” You try to compliment, seeing a flash of your boyfriend in your head from when he said the same thing to you after choking on his cock and swallowing his load. “So good for me,” You continue, scooting down his body and rubbing your ass against his cock. “I bet you feel so neglected.”

Haechan’s smile falters as he feels your ass against him, his body jerking in response to the sudden sensation. You finally unbutton your blouse fully, revealing the laced bra beneath and look at him. “Tell me, how badly do you want to feel good?” You ask, quirking a brow at him as you fully sit against his cock.

“So bad–” He groans, hands fisting his own shirt and tugging at it to reveal the fine muscles of his toned stomach. “Please, touch me,” He chokes out this time, eyes lifting to yours with a pleading and desperate stare. 

“Hmmm,” You place a finger on your chin and tap as if you’re thinking. “You’re so hard though, I don’t think you’d be able to last.” 

“No! no, please.” He cries, rocking his hips against you. “I can hold it, please.” 

“Can you?” You shake your head, scooting further down and off of his strained cock. “If you cum, you’re going to clean up the mess right? You’re going to say ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ when you lick it out of me?” 

His eyes roll back again and you think you’ve lost him, but when he re-focuses his attention on you, his pupils are so blown that you think you’ve found a button for him. He wants you to make him do new things, and he wants you to boss him around, humiliate him for not being able to last. He wants you to break his ego so fucking bad right now, and you’re getting there. 

“Use your words, baby.” You instruct, inching your fingers to the waistpant of his pants.

“Yes Mommy,” He tries to say, his chest heaving at the idea of how badly he would actually love to eat his cum out of you.

“Good boy.” You smile, dragging his pants down and lifting yourself so that you can push them down past his knees. “But– you’re here to please me.” You exclaim, already propping yourself onto his cock without the slightest bit of foreplay for him. “And you’re not going to cum.”

He closes his eyes tightly, bucking his hips up and forcing his cock into you just a little bit. You watch him do it, his mouth falling open at the short moment of relief he granted himself without permission. It was deathly sexy to see him act like this. To see him try to control himself while you dangle yourself just out of reach. 

“Haechan.” You say his name for the first time since calling him baby, reaching out to his chin and guiding him to sit up and against you. Face to face with him, he looks at you in shock of the power you’ve managed to gain over him. 

“Did you just try to fuck me?” You ask, hovering your lips over his. “Are you really so needy?” 

He nods his head, trying to stick his tongue out to lick against your lips. He wants you so fucking bad right now, it’s insane.

“Then take it.” You deadpan, sinking down on him in one go and watching the way his face falls into a euphoric mess of emotions. 

You let go of his face now, focusing more on your hips and the way you intend to fuck the ever-loving life out of this man. He falls back in a huff, shaking from the sudden all over feeling of stimulation hugging his cock right now. His hands grasp at anything they can get ahold of and ultimately rest against your hips. He isn’t guiding you, he’s doing exactly as you told him. Haechan is taking it. 

Concentrated, you try hard not to think of the way his cock twitches inside of you. You try even harder to drown out the whimpering and needy groans for you that fall from his lips. It’s so different for you, taking Haechan for all he’s worth because it’s what he wants you to do. Not letting him touch you, not letting him cum when he wants to, focusing on how you should be using him to pleasure yourself rather than both of you pleasuring each other. It’s, very, very attractive in your head right now. 

“Baby boy, you’re shaking.” You coo, intentionally rocking your hips harder and faster just so he shakes more. 

“Mhm,” He bellows out in a soft confirmation, keeping his hips as still as he can while you ride him to your second orgasm. He truly is determined to hold off until you say he can release, and so far he’s doing well. 

You think he’s doing a little too well. He’s probably gotten practice edging himself to that stupid fucking video that caused all of this. Now, for you at least, you’re determined to make sure he can’t hold it. 

“Fuck.” You say as a demand rather than a reaction, stilling your hips on him and waiting for his eyes to open and look at you again. 

“What?” He asks, shocked by the sudden break in moans.

“Fuck.” You repeat, clenching around him to aid the demand and lead him towards what you’re instructing. “You wanted it so badly before, I said to fuck.” 

He chuckles out a moan this time, incredibly turned on by the way you went about this and even more in love with you than he ever could be. He does just as you ask, snapping his hips up and watching the way you try to control your own moans. 

“I want to hear Mommy moan,” He says, more confidently than the whining he had been doing previously. For him, two can play at this game and sometimes a challenge can be fun. 

“Am I making you feel good?” He asks, this time falling back into the innocent little voice he had offered you before. 

“Fuck, yes.” You groan, feeling his hips slowly fuck in and out of you.

This is not what you meant when you told him to fuck you though. What you wanted was for him to lose control. For him to be unable to stop himself from cumming and grinding his hips to the point of crying out over the sensitivity when you continue to fuck his cum deeper inside of you. What you wanted was for him to not be able to hold it when you tell him to. But instead, Haechan is flashing the side of him you often ask for, and it’s not going to cut it. You break yourself out of the split moment of pleasure, no more moaning for him until he breaks.

“Knew I could be good for you.” Haechan say smugly, fucking up again just the way you like it.

When you look at him, he sees a fire in your eyes. He’s stepped out of line intentionally to see if you’d let him, and it looks like, well, sexy for one thing, but definitely you’re not going to let him. He’s more than okay with it when he feels you clench again, this time lifting your skirt for him to see what his cock is doing to you.

“You think you’re doing good enough?” You ask in a mocking tone, nodding your head down to where his cock is drilling into you.. “This won’t make me cum, sorry baby boy. Try harder.”

And he does, feeling the another rush of arousal at your degrading words towards him. Of course that would make you cum, you’ve gotten off on him moving inside of you like this time and time again. But he’s going to play along simply because he knows this is for him. 

Snapping his hips up again, he finds a rhythm that is a tiny bit embarrassing for him. It’s fast and hard, but his hips keep stuttering each time he opens his eyes to look at you. You look so–mommy?? With your tits bulging out of the lace bra and bouncing with each of his thrusts, your pussy gripping him, your eyes and caring smile when he gives you what you want. Maybe he really can’t control himself right now, as he continuously drives into you with more desperation than intended. 

The fact alone that all he needs to do is look at you right now should say enough on his part. 

“I love you.” He whimpers out, pulling his hips back to keep himself from cumming to fast. “You’re so fucking good to me–”  

You hum in response, noting that he’s got that look on his face like he’s close. 

“Harder, Haechan. You can do it.” You coax, holding in your moans, but grabbing his hand and placing the pads of his fingers against your clit. “Make me cum.”

Another whimper, a sound that you’ve now grown used to. His fingers lazily trace your clit as his cock continuously glides against your walls. You know he’s not going to be able to hold it, especially because you wait until the very last moment to tell him to. 

His other hand grips your thigh when he thrusts into you, the pads of his fingers halting on your clit as you feel the familiar warmth of cum. That’s right, you wait until he’s actually cumming to tell him not to. 

“No, hold it.” You demand, lifting yourself from him and watching his cock fall heavy against his pelvis, spewing hot cum all over himself with a whimpered cry of disappointment from him. 

You wait, and wait, and wait until he’s coated himself in his load before grabbing his sensitive cock and stuffing it back into you. Now, you ride him, feeling the slippery mess he’s made against your thighs, tracing his stomach with it and shoving his shirt up past his chest. 

He’s genuinely crying now, writhing beneath you at the pain you’re causing him. He’s got his eyes screwed shut and a permanent wince plastered across his face. His hands gripping every surface he can hold onto out of the sheer desperation to get away from the feeling.

“I told you to hold it.” You say, feeling him continue to go soft inside of you. “If you want to be good, you’ll fuck me again and make it count.”

Shocking yourself, you almost feel aroused by your own words this time. The way he just, lets you do it to him. The way he’s holding on through the sensitivity and nodding with teary eyes promising to do just that for you.

“You’re so hot–” He groans through his tears, trying himself now to fuck his soft cock into you. “Hurts so bad, but you’re so–”

“I know, baby. I know.” You coo, reaching towards his nipples and offering a different type of stimulation. 

He jolts into your touch, both loving and hating what his body feels right now. In spite of it all, he’s well aware that it’ll take a moment to get hard again, but with you on top of him, coaxing, praising, fucking cooing at him like the good boy he is, he can and will do it for you. 

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[literallythegrabber]

Hcs about how would you think they would react at a Haunted house ? Thank you for reading 👍

sorry this took so long, I was procrastinating again, and my teachers love when I don't sleep to do their unnecessarily large portions of work!😁 Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

Finney

He's a scaredy cat

He doesn't want to admit it because he wants to look cool, but it's obvious.

He's shuddering the whole time yall are there. You tell him if he's scared, yall can leave, and he just like

"Y/n, don't worry, I'm just cold" he says while looking around anxiously.

"Finney, it's 70 degrees out, there's no way ur cold."

He's in a complete state of paranoia, and nothing can shake him out of it.

Yall remember that scene, when he was watching that scary movie while Gwen was at Susie's house?

And he got so freaked out, even though the blood looked like tomato sauce.

He's like that but 10 times worst.

You could lightly, like a feather) tap him on the shoulder, and he'll turn into Hoppy Hopscotch and flinch away from you.

Won't let go of your hand the entire time, he uses you to stay grounded (sane).

Would probably go with you and Gwen or Robin because he wants them to protect you cause he knows he can't.

Robin

Is probably a little bit freaked out, but he channels it differently.

Like... with his fist.

He's squared up the entire time your there.

He's a bit jumpy, so try not to touch him unprovoked.

Like you just tap him on the shoulder, and he freaks out and hits you square in the face.

"I told you not to sneak up on me! Dumbass..."

"Dude I said I was sorry."

Will probably fight the actors, and get you both kicked out.

Like, I honestly wouldn't go with him, sir you're staying home today.

He kinda ruins the experience, he has you behind him at all times, so you literally can't see shit.

Your parent/parents would ask you "Was it scary y/n?"

Ur like "Well I wouldn't know, you should ask Robin 😒"

While he's walking you home, he's thinking to himself about how cool he must've looked in front of you, protecting you and stuff.

and ur like, "Robin, I had no fun. You ruined the ENTIRE thing."

"😧"

Safe to say yall are going to the arcade for your next date.

Bruce

Probably the best to go with tbh.

Is just there to have fun, that's it.

I don't think he gets that scared, like he'll jump a little and then that's it.

If he does get scared, he'll probably just start complimenting the actor while ur just standing there like "😐"

Yall are just skipping down a dark, creepy hallway holding hands and you get jumpscared.

Ur over here about to pass out and he's just like "nice hat".

Like hello?

He just doesn't get that scared.

But he'll want to reassure you if you're the type to get scared easily.

Will try and sneak his baseball bat in the house (idk how he'll pull that off lmao) if it makes you feel better.

And this isn't really important, but I feel like he'd be the dumbest in horror movies.

Since he doesn't get frightened easily, he'd most likely be the most naive and say, "Let's split up!😃".

(that's probably what got him kidnapped💀)

Vance

Have I mentioned how annoying he is?

People think I have some personal beef with his character, but I swear I don't.

I just headcanon him as a bitch lmao.

But at a haunted house I think he'd be fearless.

He'd just be unbothered the entire time.

He'd probably complain about going. You guys spend most of your dates at grabngo (lame ass date vance) playing pinball.

So it makes sense that he'd rather be there.

His face the entire time would just be "😒", like turn that frown upside down?

He'd probably laugh when you get jumpscared.

But if you do get a little too frightened, he'd start cursing the actor out instead of just leaving.

Like the man is just trying to do his job.

So you guys would probably get kicked out, thanks Vance 😊.

But if yall don't, and you get scared, he'd place a reassuring hand on your wrist, to calm you down.

And that's about it, otherwise he's a jerk.

[socialist-microwave-laser]

whats ur challah recipie? for the cinnamon ginger delight concoction? ill trade a recipe if you want, i make a banger lentil pie

oh omg thank you! the recipe is actually my roommate @edens-jorts 's, i just added the cinnamon ginger stuff bc i was feeling adventurous and wanted my apartment to stop! fucking! smelling! like! apple! cider! vinegar!!! (the previous occupants apparently attracted a bunch of flies </3) the challah is (mostly) as follows (i fully eyeballed it today bc eden will be bringing the measuring cups but i've been making it enough that it's still very fluffy and tasty)

Challah:

1 cup warm water - 250 g

2 ¾ tsp yeast / la levadura - 15.5 g

½ cup white sugar - 175 g

½ cup vegetable oil - 175 g

1 tbsp honey - 17 g

2 ½ teaspoon salt - 14 g

2 eggs (room temp) (mine have Never been room temp oops)

4 cups bread flour / la harina de pan - 1 kg

Glaze:

1 egg

~1 tbsp water

Add yeast to water with a little bit of sugar (probably about a tsp) and stir

Add all other ingredients in a separate bowl and then add yeast to that mixture. (i don't do this i just throw everything in with the yeast lmao) Mix until incorporated

Knead dough until it makes a ball and is less sticky—if very sticky or too dry you can add flour/water as needed. Should probably knead for about 5-10 minutes

Cover & put into a warm place for about 1.5 hours. Add or subtract time depending on temp but 1.5 usually is fine

Take out & punch down dough & let sit for 5 mins

Divide into 8 and make 8 strands

Make two braided loaves

Sprinkle w/ water (not too much or else your strands kinda melt together into one beast, just enough to make you feel like you did something), cover, & let rise for 1.5 more hours. Preheat oven to 350ºF/176.7°C

Glaze loaves w/ egg & water mixtures (recommend SOAKING it in this. don't miss a spot)

Bake for about 40 mins, adjust for size. Goal internal temp 190ºF/87.8°C

then for the stuffing stuff i based it off of a recipe (here) for ginger cinnamon rolls i attempted once (and will attempt again now that the air isn't clouded with smoke) but honestly i just went off vibes. i probably could have added more vegetable oil bc it was rather difficult to spread into the strands but eh it did its job. here's the relevant bit:

1/4 cup brown sugar - 56 g

2 tsp cinnamon - 28 g (definitely feel like i used more)

1 tsp flour - 14 g (ngl i think i definitely used less than this. maybe like a third tsp)

1 tsp ginger - 14 g (again feel like i used more, also i used ginger paste)

then i added vegetable oil till it got to a good consistency (it was like moldable and rather damp, again i could have added more to make it more runny and easier to spread but i didn't wanna "water" it down so i just decided to fill each strand with More Stuff)

when you get to the strand step, divide the dough into however many pieces you want (i've been doing six strand braids recently so i divided mine into 12). roll one out to a good length, then use your fingers to kinda spread it out and flatten it. use the back of a spoon and your fingers to spread the Stuff into it, then kinda pinch the strand back shut. you could probably use water to make it stick shut better but i'm not on food network so i gave up after my second strand (plus it made the workplace much stickier and made it harder to braid later on so maybe i'm onto something here). then rinse and repeat! except don't rinse your hands between strands bc the Stuff kinda transfers over onto the next strand when you're rolling and flattenjng and yeah 10/10

anyway my Stuff was a consistency that there was actually surprisingly little mess. when i pulled it out of the oven some of the stuff had like run over and it was all gooey and sticky and genuinely i swear this shit could be candy

if you end up making this lmk send pics and tell me what you think!!! my neighbor told me this is literally the best bread she's had her entire life which made me very happy. i hope you enjoy!!!