#i hate to say it but i don't think i'm number 1 anymore

[babymadeofbones]

hey guys it is me your good pal no1raulesparzafan........

[qaanngi]

Scrolled to 2020 to try and update the file for Theo's birthday pic (HBD to him 💙) and that really was such a wonderful period for me in terms of drawing 🥲

[churipu]

FAILING A TEST BECAUSE OF GOJO INCLUDES . . . 𓆝 ⋆｡𖦹°‧

ִ ࣪𖤐 featuring. gojo satoru x reader

ִ ࣪𖤐 warnings. gojo being clingy (again), gojo being a tutor, serious gojo wow, cursing.

note. this is a part 2 on studying with gojo includes, took long enough i'm sorry kajsksks

[ PART 1 : STUDYING WITH GOJO INCLUDES . . . ]

failing a test because of gojo includes him practically being on his knees and apologizing for being so clingy to the point it was impossible to study with him.

"'m so sorry, please don't hate me. please still bring me to study with you — i can't stand being so far away from you," he dramatically apologized, hugging your leg.

"i never said i hated you, 'toru." you muttered, trying to brush his grip away from your leg, he was latched onto you like a magnet. it was impossible to pry him off, "get off me or i'll step on you, satoru."

"are y'hearing yourself? i can feel it in your voice, you hate me now!" he whines out softly.

if it weren't for the constant shot of worry and oddness from people passing by — you swore you would have kicked his ass already, "satoru, stop this. don't you have any shame in you? we're in public," he shook his head and buried his face into your clothed thigh.

"it's fine, 'ts not your fault 'toru. i was sure i'm gonna fail that test anyways," you found yourself telling him, tousling his hair back, "so stand up before i kick your ass."

the male begrudgingly stood up, brushing his pants, "well, why didn't you say that? so, 'ts not me but you. you're the problem," he joked, rolling his eyes, brushing his hair back hastily.

"you're not coming to study with me anymore, and i hate you."

cue the color draining from his face, and in a second, gojo was back on the ground, gripping on your leg harder than ever. whining and throwing a temper tantrum over your statement, "take that back, baby. take those words back, you don't mean that."

"y'r right. i don't," you flicked his forehead before pushing his grip off and then sauntering away from him.

failing a test because gojo includes him actually trying to help you study for the make up test — because if you haven't realized, he really does feel bad for being over your head while you were trying to study.

"no, no, baby. you put the x over here, and then just did what i told you before, step by step." he explains softly, pointing the tip of his pencil to an equation.

you mustered out a sigh of exhaustion and did what he told you to do. and miserably failed while trying to do so, your fingertips scratching your scalp in apparent frustration — the material incensed you.

maths. equations. numbers. they weren't really your forte, so even if gojo tries to convince you that he was the main reason for you failing your test; you think it was your brain capacity that failed you during this important test.

"'ts alright baby, don't stress yourself over this — y'know i'm gonna be here helping you, right?" he rubs your nape, squeezing your skin gently, "you're doing good, you just forgot to move the x, 'ts okay. everyone does that."

as much as you try not to overthink about it, moving the x was the first step of the equation. and you got it wrong.

failing a test because of gojo includes him trying to make sure you get at least a fifteen minutes worth of break to ease yourself from the stress. the male doesn't really take no for an answer — so when you tell him no to breaks, gojo manhandles you forcefully (and gently).

"y/n, take a break. you've been studying for four hours," he mumbles into your ear.

"'m fine, just a few more questions."

gojo does not take no for an answer, wrapping an arm around your waist — he pulls you back from the short legged table, tugging you up from the floor and tosses you onto the plush mattress. that was not all, the male wrapped your cotton made blanket around you, solely trapping your body inside it.

"fifteen minutes, and i'll let you go." he mutters, placing a kiss onto your lips before laying on top of your covered body, "stop kneeing my head, i'll get a concussion."

"unhand me." you muttered out in spite.

"stop moving, and stop talking. you're fine with a fifteen minutes break, y/n." gojo muttered back in reply.

failing a test because of gojo includes a "fifteen minutes" break, which in his vocabulary was apparently a two hours nap time together. even then, if gojo hadn't woke up first — it was going to be at least a four hours nap time.

"shit, y/n. wake up," he shook you gently, realizing you had been under his weight all this time, not moving; in the same position, the blanket around your body refusing to give you the access to move even an inch.

gojo unwraps the blanket delicately as you snored your exhaustion away, you had your arms by your side, and your legs were stiffly straight. it was a weird position, like you're standing — but horizontally. psycho.

"baby, wake up. we have to review the materials," it's a little ironic coming from the male who insisted that you should be the one slipping in breaks. he flicked your nose, making your eyelids twitch, "wake up, big baby."

"what time is it?"

gojo grimaces, "don't be angry but the sun isn't up anymore."

you sat up straight, looking at him. eyes tired, "what?"

failing a test because of gojo includes him reviewing the materials one more time before he has to leave — it didn't take long, because he actually took his sweet time correcting you, not even getting angry when you made a mistake in the same equations.

"that's right, you're gonna ace this make up test, baby. i just know it," he mutters out, kissing the side of your head, "'m sorry i made you fail."

"'ts okay, i suck at maths anyways. even if you didn't bother me, i'd still fail — thanks for being patient with me, 'toru."

"'m proud of you," he brushes your hair aside as you focused on the last two questions on the book, "good luck on the test," he whispers, leaning to the crook of your neck, burying his face in it like he belongs there.

"oh, i will. don't worry." you tell him confidently.

spoiler: you did in fact aced the test.

© CHURIPU 2024 , DO NOT COPY OR REPOST ANYWHERE

[ashherahh]

a love letter from your future spouse

Note: Please take it if it resonates, leave it if it doesn't. Meditate before making your decision. It's completely okay if you don't resonate with this reading. The collective is huge and I'm sure you'll receive the messages you need in due time.

pile 1

I wish I could comfort you. I hate seeing you this way, like the light has been snuffed out of you. I want to make it all up to you. Lay your head on my lap and let me comfort you.

I can be the shoulder you cry on. I can be with you through the storm.

Everything you are working so hard to achieve will all work out. I know you feel like it won't happen but I will be there, cheering you on. I know you can do anything you set your mind to.

This will pass. No matter what happens we will get through it together.

Things may seem as though they are falling apart, but we will rebuild together. We'll fix anything that needs fixing. You can be vulnerable with me, you don't have to do it alone.

At times, I wish you would trust me with everything but I'm reminded by how you never let anyone else see you this way. Uneasy and unsure of things. Being vulnerable is difficult for you, I know. You've always had to be independent and you couldn't rely on others, but you can rely on me.

Tell me what you need and I will give you all I can.

Additional messages: Summer, Autumn. The number 5. Computer screens, messy hair. Fatigue. Coffee. Red, blue, green. Checkered floors.

About your spouse: They're someone very in tune with you. A very, very intuitive individual. It really affects them whenever you go through something. Despite being so in tune with you, they're solid like a rock. They can be quite paternal.

Song: Don't Cry - Guns & Roses

pile 2

You are the most badass person I know.

You've come a long way and I am so proud of you. Every day I'm with you, I'm in awe of your strength. I know you've pulled yourself out of dark places and you've always done it alone but not anymore and never again.

I love your smile. Your smile makes me smile. You make me laugh. Despite everything you've been through you're one of the most optimistic people I know, if not the most optimistic.

I love you so much. More than I can put into words. Sometimes I do struggle with my words, I know but I want you to know that I mean what I say. When I told you I love you, I meant it and I always will.

We will build our home and it will be our place of solace. We'll eat cake whenever we want and we'll go exploring together. You've turned my life into an adventure.

I love listening to you talk. I can listen to you all day long. Everything in my life feels so vibrant because of you. Thank you, my love. I am so greatful I met you.

Additional messages: Gorillaz. Band t-shirts. Eyes. Hands. The numbers 1 and 8. Baking. Black and brown. Glasses. December.

About your spouse: Their inner world is very expressive. They're shy, but on the inside there's a lot happening. They like to look at you, probably with hearts in their eyes all the time. They might even make music.

Song: Things That Scare Me - Neko Case

pile 3

I will never rush you. You are not a burden to love and you are not a burden to understand either.

I will give you the patience no one else wanted to. I will hold your hand through the dark days. For better or worse. In sickness and health. Sometimes I feel like I made those vows in my heart the first time I spoke to you.

Everything sung in me that you will be the one I wake up to in the morning. When I rest my head at night, I thank everything good that I have you in my life. What is trouble against a lifetime with the one you love?

In a way, you saved me. I think of the day I met you all the time, how suddenly everything changed. I feel it when I hold your hand, when we embrace, when I kiss you and you kiss me. Softly, I am reminded of how safe I felt as a child and how peaceful everything was. You brought that peace back to me.

Over the years anxiety began to build in me, I can't say I know when it began but it ended with you. The kindness, gentlessness, and understanding you've shown me has completely transformed me. I don't think you know you did that. That's just how you are. I love you for who you are.

You might believe that you will never find me but you will. I will find you. We will walk into each others lives and we won't remember a day when things were not as they are right now.

Additional messages: Painting. Driving. Number 11. Writing. March and August. Piercings and tattoos.

About your spouse: They're very logical in all situations but when it comes to you they kind of calm down. They might be in a field where they talk a lot. They're aloof.

Song: Sure Thing - Miguel

[princess-dirt]

Number 1 Miquella defender.

Seriously tho (TL:DR), I'm seeing a lot of people online dismissing his character as pure evil, and it's insane to see. Although most of this is my fault for thinking the average gamer thinks about anything deeper than brainrot memes. DLC spoilers btw.

In a universe where there are like a dozen characters guilty of dozens of war crimes and genocide, calling the queer coded femboy pure evil for letting 2 people die and sacrificing himself to End Racism, War, and Genocide is a wild take.

I don't think I'd mind as much, but Ranni's ending and the Frenzied Flame endings are the two most beloved endings by the community. Like, it's ok for Ranni to kill her brother, but Miquella stealing his half brother's body after we kill him is too far.

It's ok to kill everyone because it means Melina gets to live. But Miquella making himself a god to save his sister from a life of constant horrible pain means he is power-hungry and evil.

And this isn't mentioning the whole "trecherous twink" and "Miquelester" memes that are rooted in homophobia.

But that part has a lot to do with misinformation being spread about Miquella's powers. People believing biased people who already decided to hate Miquella making up his powers or taking every bit of dialog or text to the absolute extremes.

The most obvious example being Mogh and how Miquella charmed him. I've seen delusional people go as far as to say Miquella mind controlled Mogh into starting a genocide and a blood cult. This despite the fact that it's entirely possible that Mogh started this process before Miquella was even born yet. Mogh was ambitious and wanted to be Consort to the next God. By all lore, even with the DLC, Mogh wasn't forced into anything. The line of text about the bloody bed chamber is also taken to the furthest extreme despite sexual violence and sec in general being devoid from all fromsoft games.

Even in Dark Souls, where cross breeding is canon and maidens being experimented on is also canon, actual sexual violence can only be inferred, and even then it's fringe theories. In reality, Miquella dies quite early as Mogh puts him in the cacoon and the "bloody bedchamer" is literal as in Mogh lives inside Miquella's blood. Making Miquella's corpse quite literally a bloody bedchamber.

But even if the incest happens. Yes, Mogh beats the rapist and kidnapper allegations, but nothing says he was forced into this. Miquella's power operates by making others not think negatively about him. While it can be argued that the use of the power is coercion, that is not the debate being had, and everything in the dlc shows us that his power can not force anyone to do anything. He can just convince people more easily.

Mogh is a tragic character like Morgott yes, but he is still a horrible person. The Tarnished (the player) kills him as easily as every other boss in the game. Miquella tricking Mogh and using the Tarnished killing him to steal his body is a bad thing.

I won't argue that Miquella's plan has some victims. Even if Radahn made a vow to be his Consort, Miquella still needed him dead to join him in the Land of Shadows. Radahn suffered even if he accepts Miquella by his own free will at the end.

As Ansbach says, taking Mogh's body is a horrible thing to do. Even if Ansbach is a murder cultist and heavily biased, he is right that it was still wrong to do. Ansbach even finds himself taking neither side and instead asking the Tarnished to make a new order. (It's just ironic that Ansbach describes what Miquella wants for the world)

Miquella sacrificing so much of himself is sad. We hear St Trina who is Miquella and likely Miquella's sense of Love personified, beg us to kill Miquella. Not because Miquella is evil, not because St Trina felt betrayed, but because Miquella can't love himself anymore and can accept the prison that is godhood.

And we see Miquella abandon his doubts right before he abandons his love and Trina, hiding them away from danger. We know even after sacrificing every bit of himself, he was still scared facing the Gates of Divinity. He leaves behind even his fear.

He does this all to fix the countless sins of his Mother and extended family and heal himself and his sister's curses.

It's not a coincidence Miquella's first action as a God is removing his own curse and taking the form as an adult. Showing despite everything, his goals remain the same. But of course, as the current or soon to be Elden lord ourselves, we stop him before he ever gets a chance to try fixing the world.

Some Tarnished even go out of their way to the Haligtree, slaughtering refugees from war, and killing Malenia, his sister, in cold blood. And I think this level of moral complexity and lack of clear right and wrong in the world of Elden Ring is tripping up so many people.

They see Mogh be a victim as a child and be tricked by Miquella and cannot fathom how he could still be evil. The genocide he is committing and his blood cult of murderous knights and "medics" are ignored.

Ranni can be forgiven because she is hot. Maliketh is never held at fault for what Marika does or did despite him only ever defending her and helping her. He is just super cool. We are the Tarnished so even when we chose the evil endings, there is still justification for it.

But the femboy who is very strongly queer coded can't be forgiven or understood. And another part of it is Griffith. Griffith is another morally complex feminine prince type character. Miyazaki is famously a massive berserk fanboy so characters like Prince Gwyndolin and Prince Lothric were often compared. But Miquella got the comparison the worst. Berserk spoilers btw.

And Griffith is objectionably a horrible person even before the Eclipse and when he stops being Griffith and becomes Femto. His moral complexity and the many nuances of his character often get forgotten because of the Eclipse, because of his horrible actions. Griffith being SA'd, self harming, having an unhealthy often one sided toxic love, and having so much self doubt that he nearly breaks down several times is forgotten about. They label him as pure evil and any deeper discussions about him as a character are lost.

And Miquella, as soon as he got the Griffith comparison because of his looks was destined for a similar fate when it is revealed he is an antagonist in the DLC. Griffith is pure evil, Miquella has a ton of similarities and thematic parallels to Griffith, so obviously, Miquella is pure evil. The classic no media literacy response.

I am yelling into he void I know, but I love writing and I love Miquella as a character so much. I think deep analysis and reflection is valuable even if it's just me talking to myself.

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM LIFE IS STRANGE, SEASON 1 *  assorted dialogue, suggested by ismelodrama, adjust as necessary

everything is a picture waiting for be taken.

you're just jealous of me because i actually do the things you can't.

are you hiding something?

i'm sick of your disrespect. tell me the truth!

i don't want to fight with you anymore. i don't want to fight with anyone anymore.

i was eating those beans!

how the hell did you know about that photo?

always take the shot. my number one rule of photography.

you just don't listen, do you?

there's something weird going on with you.

you've only been here for three weeks and you're already causing conflict.

after this week, you are certainly not a little kid anymore.

not now. i'm contemplating shit.

are you fucking kidding me? this is major bullshit!

i didn't have all the evidence at the time.

we all make decisions we regret.

i'm not gonna make any excuses for my behavior.

i'd put stephen hawking against picasso any day.

it sucks to be dragged into the spotlight.

nobody believes me anyway.

you're exactly the kind of soldier i'd want by my side in a war.

why the hell not?

i almost asked you to hang out.

you should have asked me.

maybe we're too much alike.

i don't believe anything you say. you're full of shit.

eat a dick, [name].

i'll be in the tardis getting my delorean ready.

since you're the mysterious superhero... i'll be your faithful chauffeur and companion.

you don't know who the fuck i am or who you're messing around with.

where'd you get that? what are you doing? come on, put that thing down!

don't ever tell me what to do! i'm so sick of people trying to control me!

so you can't help me?

i told you before that i'll always believe you.

i may be a pest but... i'm a good listener.

you're the bravest person i've ever known.

for every action, there's a reaction.

i'm trying. but you have to understand my position.

i know i can be a pain in the ass... and you've always treated me like a person, not a beta nerd.

why do you want all your friends to die?

oh i see. i'm not important to you anymore.

nobody lectures me. everybody tries though.

do not analyze me! i pay people for that.

hey, that's total slander!

you don't know shit about my father, or me.

you're all fucked!

everybody hates me.

[name]... it's me. i just wanted to say i'm sorry.

i truly am sorry for being such a bastard.

you would have been cool to hang out with.

you might as well choose me.

i'm not perfect, okay?

you have talent, [name].

you don't have to push people out of your way.

thanks for admitting again that i have some talent.

do you think it's, like, fate we're not supposed to be friends?

nobody says we have to be friends.

everybody lies. no exceptions.

i came for all of you.

i'm in a nightmare and i can't wake up.

no wonder they call it a "web." nothing can ever get out.

i wish i could go back in time and erase everything.

just tell me you do have the photograph.

now shut up and listen.

i'm not a real scientist.

i was just happy just being your friend.

[name], i'm so sorry you had to go through all that.

i don't think i can concentrate on going out to the movies.

everybody pretends to care until they don't.

even angels need angels, [name].

i might be naive, but i feel their struggle.

why did you stop me from jumping?

this shit pit has taken everyone i've ever loved.

when a door closes, a window opens... or something like that.

i keep going back in time.

how could there be a more important moment in history?

thank you for trusting me.

hey... be careful out there.

what kind of friend are you?

you never understood me, or what happened to me.

i'll always be alone, thanks to you.

just in case we don't get out of this...

i'm going to make the right choices from now on.

i've been feeling like this might be actually the end of the world.

i hate to say that i'm glad to see you, but i'm glad to see you.

i wish i could stay in this moment forever... but then it wouldn't be a moment.

if that tornado came right now, i would just sit here and watch for a while.

i just feel like escaping.

i have total faith that you'll do the right thing when the time comes.

with great power comes great bullshit.

am i pushing myself too hard?

you like to hurt people, huh?

i'm glad you decided to escort me.

i know this is a bad time, but can i get one picture?

of course i believe you. you're the most amazing person i've ever met, and i'm glad you trust me.

i don't have a fucking clue what's going on.

[sugawarassoulmate]

someone else tries to get with them

feat loser!kuroo, enemies to lovers!kita, and toxic!oikawa

part 1

cw: fem!reader

loser!kuroo

kuroo's body tensed the second one of them came close to him. he always hates these events — spending hours fake laughing at awful jokes to get on the good side of investors. his only joy is when you tag along, keeping prying eyes at bay.

but kuroo's found himself cornered by three women, all the much-too-young wives of some of his colleagues who were all taken with the handsome ceo.

"this suit looks amazing on you," one of them said. kuroo wanted to tell her that his wife picked out his outfit but before he could answer, another chimed in. "you just fill it up so well, have you been working out?"

his eyes flick over across the room, where you're standing with a quirked brow. you've calmed down a lot since marriage and don't explode with anger every time another woman so much as breaths near kuroo anymore. instead, you took a sip from your wine glass and gave him a look that said, "figure it out."

"can we get you a drink?" one of the other women asks as kuroo feels another pulling on his bicep. did they not see the wedding band on his finger? did none of them notice him walking into the room with you on his arm?

he starts sweating, eyes darting back to you and then the women. kuroo's so used to you taking charge and staking your claim on him but he can't allow you to be disrespected like this.

as one of the women tries to pull him in again, kuroo fights out of her grasp. "i'm married!!!" he blurted out, startling not only the women but a few people that were nearby. embarrassed that he raised his voice, kuroo cleared his throat. "sorry for yelling but i don't think it's appropriate for us to talk like this. i love my wife very much. have a good night."

kuroo makes his way toward you, a smug grin on your face. "so, you into ugly girls or something?"

"baby, please," he whines.

enemies to lovers!kita

you may have found kita absolutely insufferable but most people found him a joy to be around. he was kind and respectful to others. the kind of person that helps others without asking or walks old ladies across the street. it seemed as though kita didn't have an unkind word to say about anyone, except for you.

because of his benevolence, most people wanted to be around him. girls threw themselves at him, knowing that he'd be the type to spoil his significant other. that wasn't the annoying part — because you definitely didn't care about some dumb bimbo trying to get his attention. it was the older women who tried to set kita up with their daughters that irked you the most.

"you know, i have a daughter your age that you'd just be perfect for," or "do you have a girlfriend? my niece could really use a sweet boy like you, can i give her your number?"

even after explaining that he was too focused on his studies and helping his grandma with the farm to even think about dating, these women wouldn't take no for an answer.

"can you tell whoever's blowing up your phone to cut the shit?" you complained, growing tired of the constant buzzing.

kita rolls his eyes at your foul language. he doesn't bother looking at his phone as the two of you lock up the club room for the night. "one of my grandma's friends gave my number to her daughter and she keeps tryin' to set up a date," he says, bored expression never leaving his face.

"you're that down bad that you need your grandma's buddies to get a date?" you scoffed, trying to hide the fact that it may bother you just a little bit that there are so many people trying to get kita's attention.

perceptive as ever, kita catches onto your catty attitude. "she probably won't stop until i say yes to a date," he says nonchalantly, walking back onto campus.

he's only getting a rise out of you. what little free time kita has left from all of his other responsibilities goes to you—both of you know it's true, there's no reason to argue. still, you'd just die if you couldn't make a comment at his expense. "i mean if, sure, you're into ugly girls. this girl can't get a date on her own?" you rambled, stomping beside kita as you head back to your apartment. "but don't let me stop you. i know how much you love doing charity work."

"i won't go if you don't want me to," kita hums, holding the door open for you (1. because he's a gentleman, 2. because he knows it pisses you off.)

"i don't care what you do," you said back to him in a similar mocking tone.

that weekend, though, kita is at your place, where he usually spends most of his weekends. "your date was that bad, huh?" you said as soon as you open the door for him.

"i told her it wouldn't work out and deleted her number," kita answers, carefully removing his shoes and placing them neatly by your door. "i only have time fer important things." he makes direct eye contact when he says it before brushing past you to head to your bedroom.

kita's words stump you for a second, trying to figure out what he meant but soon, his irritating voice comes back, scolding you to hurry back and any thought you had before is forgotten as an insult leaves your lips.

toxic!oikawa

you felt terrible for being late. punctuality was something you always prided yourself on but your boss seemed to think differently, keeping you in the office for hours.

normally, you'd suck it up and accept that you had a shit day at work but you and oikawa had a date planned — one that took ages for both of you to set up.

the image of oikawa sitting at the restaurant alone broke your heart, so you practically raced over there, barely having time to change out of your work clothes.

"i'm so sorry, babe. my boss is such a dick and then the trains were slow—" you rambled as soon as you sat down, immediately asking for your boyfriend's forgiveness

"hey, slow down! it's okay, honey," he said, pushing a glass of wine across the table for you. "i know you didn't mean to be late. you're here now, that's what matters. i already ordered for the two of us."

he had every right to lay into you tonight. this was the perfect opportunity for him to be at his most dramatic, to really make you feel guilty for being late but he acted with a maturity you weren't used to seeing.

"i still feel bad that you were sitting here all by yourself," you said, reaching over to hold his hand.

oikawa shrugged. "well, i wasn't totally alone. our waitress kept me company while i waited."

you hate to say that the second he said "waitress" the alarm bells started ringing in your head. a handsome, young man like oikawa sitting alone in a fancy restaurant is like food on a silver platter for some of these vultures.

and you could only imagine how charming he must have been when the waitress comforted him about being by himself—smiling at her jokes and staring up at her with those warm brown eyes of his, completely unaware of that she would take it as an invitation.

you tried to swallow the bitterness down, not wanting to put a sour note on the night. you opened your mouth to speak but a grating sound stopped you.

"ohhhh, how good of you to finally show," said the high-pitched voice, dripping with faux concern. "i was worried you might have stood this poor man up."

oikawa laughs at the unfunny joke, clearly finding all of this amusing and she practically sparkles at the slightest hint of his approval. "i don't know how you'd ever let him out of your sight. any girl would just love to snatch him right up,'

his eyes glance over at you, ready to see how you'll react. oikawa just loves it when you get territorial of him and even though you've gotten better over the years, there's still that part of you that's always ready to claw someone's eyes out for thinking they could stake their claim on him.

"you're right, any girl would. in fact, many have tried and they've all failed," you smiled up at her, gripping oikawa's hand harder so she would have to take notice of it. "now be a dear and have our food ready soon, okay? i want to spend some time with my boyfriend."

with her tail between her legs, the waitress scurries from the table, muttering something about the food. oikawa laughs again, pressing a quick kiss to your knuckles. "my mean baby, you know you don't have anything to worry about, yeah?"

of course, you knew. you wouldn't be with oikawa if you didn't trust him but any girl who had the slightest inkling that she could lead your man astray had to be humbled—and oikawa would be lying if he didn't enjoy the possessive look you get in your eye.

"let's enjoy our dinner, babe."

©sugawarassoulmate 2023 all rights reserved - please do not repost/translate my work on other platforms!

[schlattsdarling]

A soft!dom!reader x chubby!sub!schlatt hurt/comfort with soft smut and body praise. 

Numbers: #6, #11, #15, #19, #20, #21, #33, #58, #59, #70, #72, #75, #78, #80, #82, #85, #89, #90, #92, #93, #94, #103, #106, #112, #119. (Sorry if it’s too many numbers, I just have a vision 😘🙌🔮)

This takes place in the fuuutuurrrreeeee where schlatt turns 25/26, the age where you’re apparently ‘not supposed to be a twink anymore’. Y/n has been looking forward to this day where schlatt could let go of his ‘twink rebirth’ and go back to being the handsome bear you loved….. schlatt on the other hand…… poor thing thinks he’s gonna be ugly for the rest of his life and you’re not gonna be in love with him anymore��.

He’s so fucking wrong.

~🍓🍰 (Contex; Y/n and schlatt had started dating right when schlatt was in the middle of his ‘Twink rebirth’ hence why there was a misunderstanding about you loving his twink self more than his chubby self. Basically, bro’s very insecure about his body and needs to go to therapy after y/n fucks his beautiful bubble bum a few thousand times! 💅✨)

Sorry this took my so long to get round to, hope your beautiful mind enjoys this 🍓🍰 (quite a long one)

It's nearly 1 in the morning when my phone rings - Schlatt ❤️ - that's odd. I sit up rubbing my eyes as I answer, "Hey baby, what's wrong?"

"I don't think I can do this anymore. Not with you"

Sorry? Am I still dreaming?

"Wh-what do you mean? What's wrong John?" My voice clearly more awake and now frantic

"You deserve the best. And that's... that's not me and you know it"

His breath is shaky as he tells me this, he's been crying. I can tell. I can hear he quiet sniffles as he blows out unsteady breaths through his mouth. I don't know what to say, I'm speechless really, this has all come from nowhere... right?

"We shouldn't be doing this anymore, it's just going to hurt me more and it's just... it's unfair to you, y/n"

"Why do you hate me so much? What did I do?" You croak out, now it's evident to him that you're also crying now. His heart aches, maybe this is a mistake, maybe he's doing the wrong thing- no. This is what needs to be done.

"Nothing, you never did anything wrong, you're perfect but-"

"But what!"

"Let me finish, please... I love you y/n, I will always love you. But I'm not sure you can keep loving me"

I swear I'm dreaming, or maybe he is because this certainly can't be my reality right now. "Can I come over? Please Jay"

There's an unbearable silence for 30 seconds or so - if this were a movie then right now the camera would pan back and forth between us two, displaying the same expressions but different emotions.

"Yes" Schlatt replies, "Okay"

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My fist knocks rapidly on the door, the oasis of lights made the city shine as my car headlights slashed through the rain. The handle gigs on the other side and a second later it opens. I wrap my arms around Schlatt's neck in a desperate manner to keep him close to me, his arms instinctively coming to hold my waist.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" He mumbles over and over again, head buried in my hair.

"Ssshh, it's okay, I've got you. I'll stay as long as you need". My hands come to cup his face, his chubby cheeks fitting perfectly as I pull away from him, "Let's go inside, huh? Let me take care of you"

He nods and steps aside, his hand in yours as the door closes and I walk over to his bedroom, the familiar smell of the vanilla and coconut candle hits me in the face. He sits down on the edge of the bed next to me, yet not too close.

"I don't bite" I half-heartedly laugh, making him scoot closer. "You look like shit" I say as my eyes study his face, puffy red eyes match his chubby red cheeks, yet they still manage to sparkle in the warm, dim light of the room, still comforting.

"I don't deserve you" He whispers, eyes disappearing as he shuts them.

"Open your eyes. Look at me." He does.

"You've got to tell me what's going on Jay" I order him, "You know I'm here for you, always"

He nods taking everything in, giving himself a minute to talk, "It's not you, it's never been you- or your fault" He pauses again, "But more recently, I've been thinking about us... about me"

I nod, yet still not understanding what his real point is.

"I can’t shake this feeling that… that you’re not happy with how I look. You know, because… I’m not skinny like I used to be."

"Jay-"

"I’ve put on weight, y/n. I’m not the same as I was when we first got together. And I’ve been noticing… the way you look at me sometimes. I keep thinking that maybe you hate it. Maybe you hate that I’m chubby now. And… I don't blame you, I hate it too, hate the way I look now"

"I didn't know you felt this way" I confess to him, "I- I'm so sorry I made you felt like that - Jay I look at you like that because I love you"

He's the one who's silent now, listening intensely, staring intensely.

"You don't have to say that to make me feel better"

It makes me want to die when he says that, how can he really believe that I would ever think of him in that way? I don't know whether I'm angry or confused, I think both.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" He questions, voice low but fragile

"I like you just the way you are"

"Really? You mean it?"

"I love you Schlatt, I love you for you... I love you for the way you treat me, the way you take care of me, the way you love me; the way you look isn't going to change all that"

"I could kiss you right now" "Do it"

It's a different type of kiss that we've never shared before. Our hands gently caress each other's faces as we share a moment of unspoken understanding. He's telling me that he appreciates my confession, that my reassurance was what he needed. My fingers are tangled in Schlatt's hair, our lips interlocked in a tender embrace, pulling him closer as our bodies are pressed against each other, as if they are trying to merge into one being.

"You taste so good" He whines into your mouth

"Keep making pretty noises like that and it makes me want to wreck you" Schlatt's breath hitches as he hears this, "Yeah?" "Yeah."

I push Schlatt onto the bed, straddling him as I make it clear to him that I'm the one in control here. He watches me as I lean down, my hair falling around my face, and my lips pressed against his with a ferocity that takes his breath away. His eyes widen as I moves down his body, hand gripping his cock, her tongue expertly exploring every inch of his mouth.

"You look so fucking hot right now, Jay"

He nods eagerly, not thinking straight, all his senses overstimulated - well not all... yet. Schlatt lays beneath me, his hair messy and lips swollen, a suggestive blush creeping its way up his face whilst I make my way down to my knees. Schlatt's belly spills over his waistband as I pull his pants all the way down, my tongue darting out to tease him.

The taste of her him is intoxicating, a blend of salt and sweat as I take him into my mouth. My tongue swirls around him, savouring his taste and eliciting a moan of ecstasy. I take him deeper, tasting the tang of his precum on my tongue. The sounds of Schlatt's breathing and gasps of pleasure mix perfectly with the wet slurping noises as my mouth moves along my boyfriend’s length. Soft moans escape her lips as she brings him closer to release.

"This is exactly how i imagined it" I say gasping as I take him out of my mouth

He groans in frustration, pleasure and bliss ripped away from him in a second.

"I keep thinking about your body against mine" I whisper as I stand up mounting him. His belly bouncing with every movement as I wrap my arms around him tight embrace; he pauses before trying to move my arms away from him.

"Don't hide from me, you're beautiful" I whisper, kissing his neck softly

I feel his smile against my neck as the bed creaked beneath us, our moans mingle together, as the rhythmic sound of our bodies moving together create a symphony of pleasure. My hips buck and grind as I loose any sense of rhythm. Hair wild and eyes are closed in ecstasy, while his face is parallel and contorted with pleasure.

"Close, so so close" he whimpers again, "Me too baby, me fuckinggg too"

It's been a while since I've felt this close to him and I couldn't be happier. I fall against his chest and pant as I feel his hips buck up one final time inside me before he cums. There's now a comfortable silence in the room as I roll next to him, intertwining our hands.

"Round 2?" I laugh

[frownyalfred]

20 Questions for Writers

I was tagged by @lurkinglurkerwholurks

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 146! It would be a larger number if I hadn't deleted all of my Supernatural fics back in the day. There were at least 30 of those, maybe more...

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

913,163 - I'm hoping to hit a million soon!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Batman, Superman, Justice League, Star Wars, Marvel

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? Take Care of Business Everybody Wants You It Was Always You a sky of honey Anything Like Me

5. Do you respond to comments?

Not anymore :/ I have a really hard time keeping up with writing if I'm responding to comments. I hope my readers understand.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hmm. Probably lonely town? Dick is getting de-fibbed in the alley by Bruce, and it's not clear if he's going to survive or not.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

here as I am is hilarious if you're into jealous!Clark. otherwise the weight (salmon ladder fic) always gets me.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Yep. Mostly on borderline, but on other fics too. I love how, as I've gotten better at writing, it's changed from "wow this sucks, your writing is awful" to "you suck because you chose to have [character] do this." Luckily I think most of the hate filters over here to Tumblr, where I can happily block and forget. These days, I mostly get people commenting about how I'm wrong about something. Wrong about something I researched and triple checked before posting...

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yep! All of them, I think? At least, I haven't balked at much yet. I'm not really into the excrement related ones, so I think that would be one of my no-go's.

10. Do you write crossovers?

Yep! bloodletting (Mandalorian/Star Wars and DC Crossover) and a few Marvel/DC crossovers.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yep, a few times. What I'm more pissed about is all of my textposts being monetized over on TikTok and IG. I could be making bank off of those, considering the reach. And several of them are basically mini-fics.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! Tons. Check them out here. There's also some podfics and related works there.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not really. I've made attempts but I'm really bad at it. I tend to write spur of the moment and follow my gut on where the conversation/action goes. Planning out a fic with a partner would do them a disservice, I think.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

I really love Superbat, but Codywan is right up there with it. Something about Cody being a loyal BAMF soldier and long-suffering big brother gets me.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

My vampire AU. Not because I don't want to continue but I cannot decipher my notes as to what should happen next.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I'm very quick, I can type up a full draft in a few hours. I like natural, snappy dialogue and I think I'm good at it. I don't shy away from weird or uncomfortable situations. I'm comfortable with writing a lot of sex/etc.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I write too quickly, sometimes I get ahead of my plot. My dialogue and descriptions can sometimes be a little too bare, or I overcorrect and become too flowery. My fics take on the tone of whatever I'm thinking about at that time.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

If you're confident in your language abilities, go for it. If you're just plugging it into google translate, consider why you're doing that first. Is the addition of this new language actually something someone would say in that moment? Or are we just using it to signal to the audience that they speak another language? Is there a way to show this without telling? That being said, I love using Mando'a in my Star Wars fic, and I've studied it for a while now to be able to do so.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Supernatural

20. Favourite fic you've written?

Probably borderline or a sky of honey. Both took a ton out of me and I'm proud they're whole and standing on their own right now.

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I'll tag anyone who wants to play! Go wild.

[weebsinstash]

I just have to say I'm absolutely loving your yandere Thragg & Nolan stuff! Keep it up & I hope you have a nice day!! ♡

Thank you! And, also, gonna be using this post to talk about more yandere Thragg stuff because I was refreshing my knowledge on the comics and my YTShorts feeds are now filled with Invincible lore recommendations and, jesus I forgot how fucking nasty this man is

first off I'm using this image to just help kind of visualize how much of a unit this man is. Like. He's probably something crazy like 6'6 at the very shortest, maybe like 6'8, 6'9. But. Um. He's scary. He's tough. Viltrumites get tougher the longer they're alive and he's, not THE oldest Viltrumite but, maybe he's in like the top 10? But I think there's only something like an odd, less than 50 number of pure blooded Viltrumites left anyways lmao

Which is then my transition to "dealing with yandad Thragg as his child could be an absolute nightmare especially if you don't have powers"

Dying on my hill of "even if you do have powers he's super fucking possessive over who you're choosing as a mate or even just dating" because there's layers of 1. He has his own massive ego and your actions reflect on him and anyone you bring into the family will benefit from his lineage and achievements and he's defensive about who reaps those bounties or may even be suspicious of political intentions 2. If he hypothetically does let you date he needs to pre approve them first and I'm sure you can imagine how that goes and 3. .... you're his widdle baby, can't you spend more time with dad :( shut up about finding love, why can't you crush skulls with him? "Child why can't we go slaughter alien civilizations together like we used to 😩"

The last paragraph made me think of "Thragg with a child Reader who's actually a really spunky tough kid and he like is so proud of you and you guys have like An Actually Good Relationship (for Thragg's capacity to love anyways) but as you get older you start having ideological differences and you want more freedom but he just wants you to be Daddys Favorite Little Killing Machine for the rest of your life". Like you're just giving Thragg the cold shoulder because he won't let you leave the planet without his personal escort anymore and meanwhile here's thragg hovering over you with his arms crossed, internally scowl-pouting as he remembers The Good Old Days when you were like 6 and ran up to him, "Dad, Dad, look!! this is a note from my teacher praising me for how well I beat up another student! She says I'm 'extremely proficient at bludgeoning'! Did I do a good job?" "You did an EXCELLENT job. It says here the boy needed medical attention." "Yeah, he had to be sent to the hospital! His legs were totally bent the wrong ways! He shouldnt have tried to steal my toy!" "Fine work; you should never allow anyone to take what is yours. We shall feast tonight in celebration." And he pet your hair and you flew up to his chest height to give him a crushing hug. And nowadays you're like. The Viltrumite equivalent of being in your early adult years and everything is extremely cold and impersonal and you call him nothing other than Grand Regent and he "maybe" just wants his eager confident prideful Affectionate child back because all he has now is. A child that hates him and will barely make eye contact with him and will never accept his praise or medals for your achievements.

Like imagine being a notoriously powerful Viltrumite and you're actually widely accepted but him being controlling of you throughout your childhood eventually gave you a complex. Thragg summons you to like praise you for like, subjugating a nearby galaxy, and asks what you would like for a reward, and you just coolly reply some shit like "There's nothing you could offer that I want, Grand Regent" like you hate him so much you don't even want gifts from this man

AND THE DELICIOUS DRAMA OF, imagine if he finds out that while you hate him and want nothing to do with him, maybe you've become extremely attached to Nolan or some other older father figure in his place

THE SHIT THAT GOES DOWN IF THRAGG EVER HEARS YOU CALL NOLAN OR ANYONE ELSE "DAD" like the cosmic level beef that goes on, the BLOODSHED. Jesus. Imagine being on Earth and you've got Dad Nolan or he's like declared himself your dad/mentor and he sees you bonding with another human male who's a father figure and you call that man dad, like. That man is going missing and Uncle Sam is erasing his existence from the records just, gone.

Side note actually, idea for something yandere viltrumites do with a viltrumite/hybrid reader: loving to bear hug you super hard? Like almost painfully but they won't break anything. Just. Imagine yandad Nolan or Thragg or Mark with like, a lil sibling/ child/ age regressed Reader or whatever and you're having like, hugging contests to see who can hug the hardest, and play wrestling shit idk. Imagine the infamously grumpy genocidal Thragg and then here's his like 4 year old wanting to play wrestle and trying to pin him and you're no match for him of course but like it's not, real, he's "gently" deflecting you or breaking your hold but still actually praising you in that, Thragg dad way, "your stance is too weak to take down an opponent of my size, but you're improving" " your siblings usually tire by now; you seem to have more endurance than most of my other children your age. Excellent" and then your little baby mouth gives him a kiss on the cheek and he has to go subjugate another planet to feel manly again.

I feel like yandad Thragg and Nolan are unironically those characters that are like, they could be in the middle of a war zone and they're easily winning and you go upstairs to see what they're thinking about, surely they're thinking about something serious, and it's just "I need to hurry this up and get back to my child" or "I wonder what my little warrior is doing right now" like straight up like the father from Father I Don't Want This Marriage

Yandere Thragg and Nolan are all "oh it's part of the Viltrum way to mate and procreate and boost our numbers" and Reader comes along "hey dad this is my new boyfriend--" and suddenly they turn into like, Christian fundamentalists. "Um actually that Viltrumite male is even older than I am 🤓 you are still so young and should be enjoying the fruits of your youth 🤓 you are too young to have children"

I feel like though like if you ever did manage to sneak off and get pregnant or get someone else pregnant that, specifically Nolan would adore his new grand baby and would do anything for this chubby cutie 🥺❤️ also imagine the horror if he's not even your blood dad, just obsessive self proclaimed stalker yandere shit, but you can't run away from him and he's finds you and your baby and instantly declares himself grandpa, like. Now you have to worry about protecting yourself and your baby from "PawPaw"

So like. Future spoilers I guess? Not super significant in my opinion, but, there's a period of time where there's like a truce of sorts between Earth and Viltrum, right, to keep it vague and less spoiler heavy. Imagine being like, Nolan's kid, or adopted kid, or like, neighbor who turned out to be a hybrid that he yoinked into his house or whatever, and like, after there's been some fighting, Thragg is impressed with your strength and potential and seems to be scouting you out a little. Now you've got TWO older Viltrumite males trying to father you, "my apologies Grand Regent but I was just about to take this one out to teach them how to fly better" "that is unnecessary; i shall be the one to tutor the youngling" meanwhile you're just like uhhhhh I'm not actually a big fan of how EITHER of you treat me-"

bruhhhh all hell breaks loose when you finally lose it and fly straight off the planet to try and start a new life elsewhere without them cuz then these two are TEAMING UP and they're feeding into each other, "I bet they were convinced to leave by that one male, the one who we had to warn before" "and that's why you're weak Nolan. I wanted to kill him but you didn't want to hurt the youth's feelings, and now what's happened? They're probably eloping as we speak" "no, I won't make the same mistake twice. He'll die a slow death"

You're on like some alien planet surrounded by like simple little ewoks or some shit who treat you like a water god because you dug a well for them or something and here comes Thragg and Nolan touchdown slamming onto the planet's surface and leaving craters behind, scaring the birds, the animals, your new little cute alien friends huddling behind you for protection, and you're getting SCOLDED SCOLDED. like one minute your new little like moogle friend is teaching you how to bake some kind of bread and the next minute, "AND JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOURE DOING HERE" and you're jumping to see two pissed pissed PISSED Viltrumites

"O-oh, uh, I thought I made it clear when I left--"

"The only thing that you've made clear is that you're too unpredictable and naive to be left alone"

"What were you THINKING?! You could've gotten lost, hurt, captured, or worse! And leaving Viltrum for, what?! Are these your pets? We can enslave a few and take them with us if you like em so much"

"If you EVER leave without my permission as Grand Regent again I'll reduce whatever backwater rock you stumble off to into nothing more than rubble floating through the stars, is that understood?"

"..."

"Answer him!"

'*sigh* yes, sirs"

"That's FATHER to you"

" - and Dad!"

[leqonsluv3r]

ask/prompt game

in my asks, request a number and i’ll write a prompt about it. give the specific leon kennedy you want (or if you don’t have a preference)!! totally up to you guys <33

completed ones listed here !!

i will cross out the prompts that have been requested/used below :)) i did a mix of smut, fluff, and some angst. just to give you guys some options. i will write a drabble or a oneshot (again, whichever you guys request) based on the prompt you choose.

prompt creds: (1-50) — @animupiglett

(51-85) — @alwayskaysanova

(85-100) — mine

1. "i love it when you moan my name.”

2. "i want you now.”

3. "please don't stop.”

4. "open your mouth.”

5. "spend the night with me.”

6. "just a little harder.”

7. “i wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it.”

8. “don't give me that look.”

9. "make me.”

10. "i promise I'll be good.”

11. "be a good girl and spread your legs.”

12. "you can get louder can't you?”

13. “do you like that?”

14. “just shut up and fuck me.”

15. “stay quiet.”

16. “you need a place to stay for the night?”

17. “don’t be gentle.”

18. “i just want to please you.”

19. “i told you to stay still.”

20. “i’ve never done this before.”

21. “i love the way you look with my fingers inside you.”

22. "there is no way anyone is that innocent.”

23. "don't worry i'll take of you.”

24. "these walls are pretty thick which means you and i can be as loud as we want.”

25. "bed. now.”

26. "we're in public you know?”

27. "if you interrupt me one more time— so help me god.”

28. "you're more than just a one night stand.”

29. “did you touch yourself while i was gone?”

30. "the only way you're getting off is on my thigh.”

31. "i haven't even touched you and you're already wet.”

32. “you taste like fucking candy.”

33. "you're so fucking hot when you're mad.”

34. "i don't know what to do" "then let me teach you.”

35. "are these handcuffs?”

36. "why so shy?"

37. "we've been at it like rabbits and you're still horny.”

38. “show me.”

39. “use your mouth.”

40. “what are you going to do about it?”

41. “bend over and spread your legs.”

42. “you feel amazing.”

43. “i want you to touch yourself.”

44. “i’ve been thinking about this all day.”

45. “friends don’t do this kind of shit.”

46. "I'm going to fuck your so hard you're going to forget that guys name.”

47. "no, i'm supposed to make you feel good.”

48. "y-you're not... w-wearing anything under that are you?”

49. “you wanna have sex with me?”

50. "i really want to kiss you right now.”

51. "What the hell are you wearing?"

52. "I don't hate you. I could never hate you. That's the problem.”

53. "I can't stand the thought of losing you."

54. "Of all the people I could've gotten stuck in an elevator with and it just had to be you."

55. "I wish you could see yourself the way I see you."

56. "I love you. I'm completely and utterly in love with you. Please don't get married."

57. "It's only one night, we'll just share the bed."

58. "Our first date is a picnic on a beach under the stars? Have you swallowed a romance novel? Do I need to call a doctor?"

59. "Stop running from this. I know I'm not the only one who feels it."

60. "Kiss me, quick!"

61. "Why the hell are you bleeding!?"

62. "I'd die for you. Of course, l'd haunt you in the afterlife but really, it's the thought that counts."

63. "You're so beautiful."

64. "Teach me to fight."

65. "We shouldn't be doing this."

66. "You were never just my friend."

67. "I can't do this anymore."

68. "I tried, but I just can't stay away from you anymore."

69. "I bet I can make you scream my name."

70. "That's the third time I've saved your life!"

71. "How can you think I'm anything but hopelessly in love with you?"

72. "I will never apologize for saving your life, even if it costs me my own."

73. "There's no going back if we do this."

74. "What do you want me to say?"

75. "I never thought you'd hurt me but I was wrong. You hurt me the most."

76. "I want you and I know you want me too."

77. "I can't watch you with someone else. It's tearing me apart."

78. “I’m dying.”

79. "Don't panic but I think we might have accidentally gotten married..."

80. "I want you and I know you want me too."

81. “I can’t watch you with someone else. It’s tearing me apart.”

82. "I'm not leaving you!"

83. "Tell me to go and I will, but if you ask me to stay l'll never leave you again."

84. "Are you ticklish?"

85. "I will knock you on your ass if you even think about it."

86. “did you really have to be that honest?”

87. “of course it meant something!”

88. “i gave you everything i had.”

89. “can we do it again?”

90. “you just can’t help yourself, can you?”

91. “go ahead. touch it.”

92. “i’m not jealous of them!”

93. “the center of your attention is a very bad place to be.”

94. “i’ll admit, i’m very possessive.”

95. “you kissed me first.” “i definitely didn’t.”

96. “you mean more to me than anyone else, you know that.”

97. “i’d spoil you rotten if i had the chance.”

98. “come here, i’ll keep you warm.”

99. “pretend to date me? please?”

100. a quote of your choice <3

[shinestarhwaa]

hello! sorry for sending in so much numbers before>< i’ve narrowed it down and i hope it’s okay! i’m sorry to have overwhelmed you,,,

sanhwa + kinks 7(members like being called daddy),10,11&15 + lines 33 + scenario au 69

thankiiees<333

Don't worry about it, thank you for narrowing it down a bit! Sending love! <3 x I hope you'll enjoy it alot!

PROVOCATIVE || SAN & SEONGHWA

Genre: Smut

Pairing: San x Seonghwa x Fem reader

Word Count: 2.1K

Tags/warnings: Idol!AU, stylist!reader, daddy kink, Exhibitionism (unlocked dressing room sex), semipublic sex, degrading, threesome, unprotected sex, oral sex (f&m receiving), fingering, handjob, a teeny tiny bit of mxm, getting caught, bit of namecalling (cockslut)

Taglist: @anyamaris @a-soft-hornytiny @whatudowhennooneseesyou @wooyoungmybelovedhusband @pyeonghongrie-main @woosanbby @dreamlesswonder86 @changbinslovelylegs @jonghostie @lovjensoo @1-800-shedevil @glintneon123

ENJOY!

"Wow, Y/N," San gasped as he saw himself in the mirror, "you've really outdone yourself again in terms of sexy outfits." You laughed and continued to fix up San's top. "I'm giving the fans what they want," you said, with a wink. "Hm, and I bet you're my biggest fan... Although I've noticed Seonghwa getting slightly more provocative too, are you planning on having us more and more naked on stage?"

You rolled your eyes and secured the harnass on his body. "I see you're most interested in dressing me and Seonghwa hyung this way nowadays, what are you planning?" He was like a curious cat. An annoying one at that.

"San, honey, you are well-built. It would be a shame not to show it off, right?" You said. At that moment Seonghwa walked in, having most of his outfit on. You grinned at the way he struggled with the harnass.

"Come here you," you said as you pulled him close and fixed his outfit. "It's always us two, isn't it, hyung?" San grinned, not letting it go. "It sure it always us, but you know, she has a thing for us," he joked, but somehow there was tension in the room, as if it suddenly wasn't a joke anymore. You walked to the other side of the room to check your phone when you overheard their conversation.

"She said I should show my body off more, I think she wants me naked," San grinned, thinking you can't hear him. "She probably does," Seonghwa said, "do you think we don't see those flirtations?" "Oh you are one to talk," San laughed.

"Do you think she's a virgin?" San asked. Seonghwa nearly blushed and choked on his own saliva. "San, come on!" "I'm just saying it'd be nice to take her right here and corrupt her. Although she's too pretty to be untouched, she's got the body of a goddess."

Seonghwa's gaze lingered on your body, totally checking you out. "What do you say, hyung? Why don't we tease her a little? Why don't we just take her right here on this couch? We'll make sure nobody is in here. No one has to know..."

The eldest sighed, but his cock hardened at the thought of taking your body in his arms and fucking you relentlessly as San watched you two. "I fucking hate you," he spat before pulling him out of the room, towards the stage.

•

•

You congratulated the boys on the great performance and helped some of them with loosening their outfits so they could undress privately. San and Seonghwa were still waiting, just getting their mics off.

"Don't bother waiting on us, it's gonna take a while to get these off," San said, wiping some sweat off his forehead. The others left after greeting you, leaving you, San and Seonghwa alone in the room.

The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. You brought your hands to Seonghwa's chest, helping him out of his harnass. "You're a naughty one, aren't you?" He suddenly growled. Your eyes widened as you felt San behind you, crotch pressed against your ass. "W-what are you doing?"

"Don't think we don't know what you've been doing, Y/N. You fucking want us and it's so obvious, dressing us in the tightest, sexiest clothes... You're just a little naughty aren't you?" San grunted in your ear. You swallowed thickly when you felt his erection press against you. You nodded carefully.

"You'd like it right? If we undressed here, butt-naked in front of your eyes?" Seonghwa said. He still had a gentle tone to his voice. You looked at the door, and then back into Seonghwa's eyes, nodding again. "Let me help you get out of this."

You succesfully discarded Seonghwa's stage outfit, leaving him in just his black underwear, leaving barely anything to the imagination. He looked so good, body so toned and chiseled. When you looked behind you San was already out of his pants and busy to undo his top. You helped him get out of it and then ran your hands over his bare chest. His big fucking chest.

San kissed you passionately, lips moving aggressively against you. Soon enough you completely lost yourself in the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck. You felt Seonghwa's hands on your hips, tugging on your skirt that succesfully slid down your legs. He nearly gasped at the sight of your pink lacy panties, praying to the lord that he wouldn't go to hell for what he and his best friend were about to do.

San broke off the kiss and undid your blouse, throwing it on the floor, leaving you in just your bra and panties. His lips attached to your neck quickly, as did Seonghwa's. His plush lips travelled to your shoulders and all the way down to your lower back. He got on his knees hand soon enough got his hands on your ass, squeezing and squishing it a few times.

"Shouldn't we switch? Knowing you're the boob-guy and I'm the ass-man?" San suggested, and Seonghwa groaned, as he slightly bit the flesh of your ass, making you squeel. "Mhm, but she's quite juicy so I need another minute," he mumbled.

San grinned and attached his lips to your neck again. Seonghwa yanked your panties down and literally kissed your ass. Never in a million year had you imagined Ateez's Seonghwa to fucking kiss. Your. Ass. God.

He got up and unclasped your bra, throwing it on the floor next to your panties. "Aren't you so fucking delicious, Y/N, you're so hot, so easy for us," San grunted in your ear as his hands slid over your back and ass. "Such a fucking naughty girl," Seonghwa agreed.

"Bend over," San ordered and you didn't know how fast to obey him. You bended yourself over the seat of the black velvet couch, revealing your ass and awaiting sex to him. Seonghwa seemed to have dropped to his knees behind you, ready to savour you.

Seonghwa's hands felt cold against your skin but his warm tongue soon made up for it as it licked your wet slit. You whined out his name as you felt him suck and lick your clit. San stood in next to you and took off his underwear, revealing his thick, rigid cock.

"My God," you panted, mouth watering at the sight of his length. You moved back, letting San sit down on the couch before bending over again so Seonghwa could lick your pussy.

You were turned into a whiny mess by the eldest as you took San's hardness into your hands, pumping it up and down slowly. Just seeing you handle his dick with two hands made him lose his mind. "Fuck baby," he moaned out. "It's so fucking good, my naughty little girl, you look so pretty while Seonghwa eats your little cunt right?"

You swallowed thickly and nodded, moaning out his name repeatedly. "Bet you've been thinking about it so many times, haven't you?" You nodded eagerly. "Yes! Yes fuck, I've been wanting this for so long! God I've wanted Seonghwa's tongue inside me for so long, so long," you cried out.

"Just Seonghwa hm? What about my cock? You've never thought of me fucking you relentlessly? Fucking you until you're too weak to stand?"

"Yes! Yes, yes I am, oh, God I'm cumming! Y-yes, y-yes I'm cumming," you cried out, resting your head on San's muscular thigh as Seonghwa's tongue got you to your climax.

Seonghwa panted out and smirked as he came up again. "You are really fucking tasty princess, care to taste me now?" He asked. "Hey what about me?" San protested. "What about I suck both of you off? Sit down, you," you said as you gestured Seonghwa to sit next to San.

He removed his boxers and sat down next to his friend. He felt much more shy being naked with his friend, but neither of you seemed to care so he just let himself go. You admired their bodies, licking your lips as you felt yourself dripping for them.

Seonghwa's cock wasn't as thick as San's but it definitely was long, clearly able to get the job done. You scooched to the middle of them a little more and wrapped your hands around the base of their dicks. You licked a stripe up Seonghwa's cock, from the base all the way to the tip, and then wrapped your lips around it, sucking it softly.

He breathed heavier as he watched your tongue swirl around the head of his dick, throwing his head back in pleasure. San smirked as he watched Seonghwa buck his hips up into your mouth, forcing you to take more of him. "That's it, suck that fucking cock," he grunted as you jerked his own dick off.

It was a sinful sight to see, such a beautiful lady on her knees for 2 of the most popular idols around these days, switching between taking their cocks in her hot, wet mouth. Every now and then you switched to the other and that's when you jerked them off, making sure neither of them got neglected.

Suddenly San grabbed your hair and pulled you off his cock. "I say it's time to fill your pretty little cunt now, what do you say, sweetie?" San suggested. You nodded eagerly and got up, moving to Seonghwa and sitting in his lap. San smirked and wrapped his hand around Seonghwa's length, guiding it into your awaiting pussy.

"God, that feels so good," Seonghwa moaned out as you moved your hips slowly, riding his cock. "You look so good like this, like a real dirty girl, I fucking love those," San growled as he fisted his cock at the same pace you fucked yourself on Seonghwa's dick.

"Bet you've been thinking about our cocks so many times while you stuffed us in those tight leather and latex pants, driving us fucking insane," Seonghwa panted. "Y-Yes! Yes I've been wanting to fuck you guys so bad, I-I keep thinking about it and imagining it everytime I touch myself, I-I can't go without it! I-I always imagine you when I screw other guys, a-always!"

"Bet you want them to fuck you too, don't you?" Seonghwa smirked, "want the other members too? Bet you want to ride Wooyoung's pretty nose, hm? Ride Yunho's big dick? Bet that that's what you fucking want," he grunted. "Yes! Yes I want it all, I wanna be used by you all!"

Seonghwa held your hips tight and fucked up into you with so much force he gave you no choice but to cum on his cock instantly, making you clench down on him. You cried his name loudly as he fucked you full of his cum, letting out the most sinful moans anyone has ever heard.

Before you could come down from your high you were already thrown in San's lap. San laid you down on the couch and hovered above you, sliding his cock into your slick cunt immediately.

"Fuck, honey, you feel like fucking heaven," he moaned. He pistoned his cock inside you at an inhumane pace, letting go of himself fully. "Please, San! Please!" You begged him for more. "Is it not enough, angel? Am I not fucking you hard enough? You're so slutty aren't you? Just a little slut for our cocks," he smirked as he repeatedly hit his g-spot.

Suddenly there were footsteps to be heard, getting closer and closer to the door, only riling San up more, causing him to fuck into you at an even harder pace. The door swung open and you couldn't see who it was, but you guessed it must've been the make-up staff coming in to pick up their supplies. The door was quickly shut again after a silenced scream, muffled by a hand. But you could hardly focus on the fact that you just got caught railing two Kpop idols, cause San was pounding into you like there was no tomorrow.

Seonghwa was still so painfully hard as he watched the two of you and he was ready to release another time as he fucked his cock into his fist, hovering above your torso. San smirked and took Seonghwa's cock in his hand, flicking his wrist just right and helping him cum all over your tits as he moaned out loudly.

It didn't take long before San released his seeds inside you, climaxing so hard he swore he was gonna see stars. The feeling of him filling you up made you cum again, coming undone on San's dick.

He rode out your orgasm before pulling out of you, smirking at the sight of you. You panted softly, regaining your breath as you sat up, a little dizzy from the rough session. Seonghwa gently cleaned his cum from your chest and thighs before letting you get dressed again.

"Well that was a surprise," you said, grinning. "Was it? I saw this coming from miles away," San winked.

[rincewinds-hat]

here's the thing

When i was a kid, i ADORED watching LDShadowlady (still love her, although i generally don't watch mcyts anymore), and she's like an idol to me.

When i grew up a little, i was watching the dsmp (yes, hate me all you want for my likes idc, i wasn't one of the crazys) and I really liked Technoblade, Tommyinnit and Ranboo. I still follow them, though as i said, don't watch as frequently.

Yesterday, my mom and aunt were discussing how ridiculous it is to watch people play video games, saying 'just play the games yourself' or 'where's the satisfaction? It's someone else's accomplishment' and other things like that

And then i realised - it was never about the game. It was about the story.

Shadowcraft 1 and 2.0 were absolutely wonderful to watch. I loved it because of her charisma mostly, but you can't deny that it had interesting lore and such.

Empires, 'insert number/word' Life series, Hermicraft, Dream freaking SMP, and for the sake of nostalgia series like Stampy's Lovely World, Stayceplayz and Squaishy (i think that's their names, i haven't watched them in years) and their Cake Island in space (or whatever it was, those who know will know)... They all have LORE.

In it's core, all these people playing Minecraft are telling a story. And it's not some shit story, no it's meaningful and fun and interesting. These are people born to create, born to tell stories, but maybe don't have the gift of being amazing writers or directors or never got the chance they should've. YouTube and Minecraft were ways to express yourself, share a piece of yourself and your work with the masses without needing to be published or hired to write.

You wouldn't shame directors or actors or writers for doing the same exact thing. So why shame these people? What have they done that's wrong?

Just like a director, you choose how it'll all look. You produce your own sets, and costumes and have actors. In it's core, it's all an indie movie/series.

The older generations don't realise that what some people you don't consider artists do almost the same thing as people you shame and call 'attention seekers' (yes, mom, I'm looking at you)

Im sorry im yapping so much, but i feel like it's important to say this

[aziraphales-library]

Lost Fic #190

Not specific lost fics, but I’ve spent weeks looking for fics likes these and haven’t really managed to find any, so we’re throwing them out in the hope our followers know of some!…

1. hey, I am on the hunt for a certain kind of fic that I can’t find in any where. I am trying to find a good hurt/ no comfort that takes place after season two where Crowley is experiencing intense regret over the fall. I want heavy religious trauma. Thank you :) - anon

2. hi there!! this may be too specific, but do you know any stories that do that Tangled trope where aziraphale is talking/looking at something else but crowley is looking at him (and fluff ensues)? have a good day! - anon

3. Hello, dears! I'm lost in the flood of fics, are there any reverse AU fics where Aziraphale is bitter and while he doesn't really hate the Almighty, he does hold a grudge against Her? - @salzsee-e

4. Hello! Thank you for all the time and work you all put into this blog, your recs always make my day :)! I was wondering if there were any fics where Aziraphale loses his appetite (for whatever reason) and Crowley is all worried? Thank you again for the help! - anon (we have fics where Aziraphale has an eating disorder here, but I couldn't find any where he simply looses his appetite)

5. I just wanted to say thank you so much for the work you all put into this account, it is an absolute delight every time you post. I was wondering if you had any fics that dealt with (and ideally from their POV) Crowley passing out, ideally in detail, from any cause? I know its a strange ask so I get if you don't know, I have searched through all the tags I think would relate but was wondering if you had anymore, once again thank you so much :)) - @a-certain-serpent

If you know any of fics like these please include the number in your reply! Thank you :)

- Mod D

[differenteagletragedy]

Hello, if you're still taking requests (please ignore this if you aren't lol), could I request headcanons for the boys with an MC who tends to link arms/hold hands when walking together and often does this without thinking. My OL1 MC is a shortie who does this so she doesn't overcompensate or get left behind.

Step 1 Cove has got you. At first he's just like "What are you doing?" but when you tell him/he realizes why you're doing it, then it's just a thing that happens and he's totally fine with it. You choose him and he chooses you, remember?

But puberty did a number on this boy, so if he has a crush on you, then Step 2 Cove is going to struuuuuggle. He'll still do it, especially if you're anxious about getting lost or separated, but there's lots of blushing and he'll stop whenever you get to where you're going.

You: You don't have to hold my hand anymore if you don't want to, it's ok.

Cove: No, I want to, it's just *short circuits*

As he gets older though, probably by like 15/16, it's just second nature. If you're in a crowd, he'll grab your hand, no need to ask! It doesn't matter if you're just friends, crushes or dating, you're holding hands through the halls at school, going down the shopping street, trips to the mall. But if you do end up together, as you get older, he'll have gotten conditioned to have your hand in his and he's going to need it all the time because that's the routine and that's what feels right.

You, sitting on the couch holding hands with Cove then letting go: I have to go to the bathroom, be right back.

Cove's inner monologue: I will try to be strong and weather this unbearable storm.

If you hold Derek's hand then he is PROUD. Shoulders back, chest out, biggest smile. If his dad sees it, then he is 100% going to say something embarrassing about it.

Personally I hate the Boardwalk scene just because I don't understand why all four adults leave the kids with Nicolas the entire day, he is too little for that and I think that was really thoughtless tbh, so I like to tweak it just a bit so Derek and MC have more time to actually have fun and be kids.

So perfect opportunity for a hand grab! There's a lot of people there, and there's a lot going on, so you'd slip your hand into Derek's, and he'd do his big smile and be like "It's ok, I got you!"

I also imagine Derek and MC hang out a lot in between Steps 2 and 4, and a lot of it would be MC going into the city to visit him because he's so busy. Maybe you go to a soccer game at his school and he sees you watching, then after he comes up to you and wants to take you to see his parents so he'd offer you his hand because he remembers everything about you and definitely remembers something chivalrous he can do to help you feel better.

But if you don't grab his first, then he's always gonna offer before just taking your hand, because he is a gentleman and doesn't want to be presumptuous.

If you end up together though, he'll take the initiative. He'll always keep an eye on you too to make sure you're ok :)

Baxter gets cocky.

Since you go sightseeing pretty early into Step 3, that's probably the first time it happens. You're going through one of the little stores on the shopping street and a group of tourists comes in there, it's getting crowded so you just reach out and grab him.

Baxter: *looks down at your hands then up at you and smirks* Well then.

Also Baxter: *squealing on the inside*

After that, when you're walking someplace together he'll offer you his arm. It doesn't need to be a conversation, you don't need to explain it, but obviously that makes you comfortable so he's more than happy to escort you in this way.

It'll also just make him feel like a fancy man, having someone on his arm like that, so he'll do it a lot.

Uuuuugh Step 4 Baxter, he takes you to Xavier's bakery and after you park you're walking down the sidewalk together and he just instinctively offers you his arm.

You: What?

Baxter: ... I'm sorry, my mistake.

BUT it's ok because then you end up together and he gets to have you on his arm every day for the rest of your lives, hooray!

[bengiyo]

Get to Know Me Tag :)

I was tagged by @telomeke and shaded by @lurkingshan.

do you make your bed?

Not usually, but I don't have a partner right now. I find that I'm actually really good at cleanliness when I have people in my space regularly. I am better about taking care of things when I'm doing them for the ease of others.

what's your favourite number?

14, but I couldn't tell you why. I think it has something to do with a girl named Ciara who I sat behind in elementary school.

what is your job?

I fix things for a government agency.

if you could go back to school, would you?

Probably. I didn't really know what I wanted to do when I went to college, and was far too much a mess at the time to study what I really should have. If I could do it and maintain my expenses, I'd retrain for my preferred profession.

can you parallel park?

Yes. I am the gay who drives.

a job you had that would surprise people?

I was paid for over two years to be really good at D&D.

do you think aliens are real?

So... I gotta be honest... I hate this question. This feels as loaded as the "Do you believe in God?" question. We are not aware of the existence of life on other planets, let alone sentient life. There is nothing for me to believe in. Do I hope that there are other intelligent beings out there? Yes. I think it would be really cool to engage in communication with a species that also crawled their way out of the muck and made it to space. I think there's much we could learn from each other about life and the universe itself. But belief is such a loaded term for me as a lapsed Catholic. I do not believe in aliens, but I hope that we'll get to meet some in the future.

can you drive a manual car?

Nope! Never needed to learn.

what's your guilty pleasure?

Hmm... Nothing really anymore?

tattoos?

Nah, I've always worked in the public sector in a way that hasn't made it an advisable choice, and I've rarely cared enough about something to mark my body with it.

favorite color?

Purple most of the time, but my wardrobe would say I'm in my green era.

favorite type of music?

I'm a soft rock 90s kid who embraced a lot of 2000s and later alternative. I've been on a huge synthwave kick lately. However, because I grew up in the 90s and remember the era of radio, I have a deep affection for Soul and R&B, classic rock, and pop.

do you like puzzles?

Yes? But not in a way that makes me yearn for them.

any phobias?

Probably falling, but that seems like a normal one for survival purposes.

favorite childhood sport?

Baseball! I was a shortstop.

do you talk to yourself?

Not often. I don't actually have an internal monologue, so I don't need to talk to myself often to get through it.

what movies do you adore?

This is...so difficult. I'm just going to name a ton of films: Pooh's Grand Adventure: The Search for Christopher Robin, Pacific Rim, Ghost Dog, Master and Commander, The Man From Earth, The Sum of Us, Big Eden, Kill Bill 1 and 2, Knives Out, Muppet Treasure Island, Gattaca, C.R.A.Z.Y., Weekend, First Blood, Robocop, Starship Troopers, Drive My Car, Nine Days, Really Love, Set it Off, Make the Yuletide Gay, Shelter, Pig, Kiki's Delivery Service, The Digimon Movie, Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon, Star Wars IV and V, Isa Pa With Feelings, The Way He Looks... and probably many more.

coffee or tea?

Coffee. Tea does so little for me.

first thing you wanted to be growing up?

A train conductor or an astronaut! Trains are so cool, and space is the final frontier! We have to boldly go where no one has gone before!

I'll tag @shortpplfedup, @negrowhat, @chicademartinica, @so-much-yet-to-learn and @happypotato48