#i just like features in all of them mmmmm

[the-kipsabian]

LETS TRY THIS AGAIN IM SORRY I FORGOT ONE REALLY IMPORTANT ONE CAUSE I AM A TIRED FOOL

visual examples under the cut in case you dont know/dont wanna google things or whatever

okada

ishimori

hiromu

brookes

kip

penelope

[plutolovesyou]

doing ellie's makeup? I FEEL LIKE THAT'D BE SO CUTE TY

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☆:this is adorable omg i <3 fluff. disclaimer: i know absolutely nothing about makeup lol but had fun writing thiss. also fuck ACCIDENTALLY POSTED THIS A LOT EARLIER THAN I MEANT TO. i wanna take this down to edit it some more, embellish it..but don't wish to lose the ask....tumblr lemme private crap when i've misclicked pls. no warnings, just fluff. except not proofread whoops.

doing ellie’s makeup.

a package had just arrived in the mail. you had previously ordered some new products, and were overjoyed about your purchases! needed to try them out, so you got an idea. she wasn't doing anything important right now….surely your artist girlfriend wouldn't mind being the canvas for a change?

“ellie, can I do your makeup??”

you sat down next to her sprawled out form on the couch, scrolling on her phone mindlessly as she shifted to the side to make space for you. she furrowed her eyebrows and didn't look up from her scrolling to murmur, “mmmmm…sure, why not.” you almost jumped for joy, she was going to look so pretty. ellie almost regretted allowing this, but seeing how happy you looked made her melt immediately. “okay wait here.” you went to gather your basket of products, so excited. she put her phone away and waited patiently for you to return. you returned and sat beside her, but that positioning wasn't allowing you to see properly. “lemme sit on you.” she continued laying down and you got on top of her to straddle her waist, laughing at her facial expressions. she wiggled her eyebrows and held onto your hips, thumbs making little circles, “i'm enjoying this.” she said, making your cheeks heat up the smallest touch. you lightly slapped her hands away, “oh shut up, i can't do this well if i'm not like, 3 inches from your face.” “alright, alright princess,” she said through a chuckle, dropping her arms by her sides. still smirking, proud of her jokes. “put this on.” you hand her a ridiculous looking headband, a pink one with a huge bow in the front, to put on to get her soft auburn hair out of her face, and she shoots you a look, but complies anyway. mischievously rubbing your hands together, you search for the base products to apply first. she watches curiously as you set up all the brushes and sponges to give her the makeover of a lifetime. you select one and show it to her, “i'll do this one, its light coverage because i don't wanna cover your freckles. i love them too much to do that.” she nods along, absorbing the information, her cheeks turning a light pink at the compliment. as you apply all the products to her face, she seems so relaxed. you’d honestly expected her to not be a fan, but it was lovely to see her closing her eyes, and just letting you paint her however you so pleased. it was a win/win situation, a sweet moment for both.

you went through most of the routine, and it was time for eye products. making sure to emphasize your point, “okay, stay veeeeery still.” she seemed so at peace, and nodded to say she heard you. you got closer to her, eyeliner pen in hand and as soon as you made contact with her delicate eyelid, her eye started twitching and she burst into giggles. “hey, that tickles.” “ellie stay still, i’ll poke your eye out, cmon, i’m almost done.” “i’m tryin baby.” steadying your drawing hand, and steadying her by holding onto her cheek, slowly but surely you do her eyeliner. it’s uneven and a little wonky because she couldn’t be as still as needed, but charming, if you do say so yourself. and the final step, you pick out your sparkliest lip gloss. as you were applying the finishing touches, she was watching your focus intently, watching your movements so intimately. “there, done.” you finish and lean away from her, inspecting your work. she almost looked like a different person, but the way you’d done it accentuated her features perfectly, and made her green eyes just pop. she looked stellar. lips plump and sparkly, cheeks wonderfully rosy, like a doll. you squealed, “you look so good!!” she batted her mascara covered eyelashes as she sat up closer to you, who’s still on her lap, and pressed a messy kiss to your lips, smearing her gloss everywhere. “ellieeee, wait i gotta fix it.” you fix her lips, holding onto her chin as you do so, and get up so she can visit a mirror to take a look. she gasped, “oh wow.” you watched as she posed and inspected her makeover in front of the mirror, fascinated. “wow, i don’t look like myself….but i kinda love it." she throws a toothy grin your way. “i’m glad, thanks for letting me els.” she kept inspecting and looking at herself, “y’know, the more i look at this the more i like it. you can practice on me more often if you want.” this made you so happy, she looks great as ever with whatever she decides to do with her appearance, and it was so much fun to do this for her.

[lizard-on-a-window-pane]

for kinktober! 31 & 4 for remus x fem reader please?

love this request 💛 hope you enjoy!

word count: 1k (MDNI!)

4: morning sex   31: thigh riding 

Warmth. And a slight heaviness. These are your first sensations upon waking, and it takes you only a moment to attach them to their source: a sleeping Remus wrapped around you.

You can tell by the colour of the light streaming through the sides of the curtains that you have to be up soon.  

Enjoying what time you have, you push yourself back further into him, loving being his little spoon. Your shifting weight seems to stir him because you feel him move with you, and a second later you feel his nose nuzzle the back of your neck. 

“Morning, lovely,” he whispers hoarsely. 

“Morning,” you reply sweetly. 

He kisses your neck where his face is, close to your ear, and you squirm a bit at the delightful tickle. The movement draws your attention further down behind you: Remus’s morning wood, hard and ready. You giggle and grind your arse teasingly into him.

“Mmmmm, no fair, sweetheart,” he complains. 

“What?” you fake innocence. 

“Very funny.” Another kiss. “C’mere.” Pulling your hip, he turns you around in his arms so you’re turning to face him. Face to face, you nudge his nose with yours. 

“Hi,” you whisper. 

Grinning, he says, “How can you be so bloody beautiful?” 

“Whatever,” you blush, hiding your face in his neck. You feel him chuckle and kiss the top of your head, his hand coming to your hair. 

His other hand, still on your hip, sneaks under the hem of your shirt, caressing your bare skin in soft circles. 

You’re in bliss and hate that you have to get up so soon. You wish you could lay in bed with him for hours.

“Remus,” you whisper, pulling back so your faces are a breath away from each other. 

“Hm, lovely?” he whispers back, running his nose along yours, scanning your features deliberately with adoring eyes. 

“I love waking up to you,” you confide like it’s a secret. 

The already warm honey of his eyes looks like its melting at your words. 

“Sweetheart,” he starts, like you’ve just told him the kindest thing of your lives. You thought it was pretty obvious. 

“I don’t think it can ever get old,” you continue, melting into the moment. 

He’s beaming softly at you. 

“I love you,” he tells you simply. He kisses you gently, lazily, but lingering longingly on your lips. “I get to wake up to my world in my arms.”

You look into his eyes for a heavy moment, letting his words dance into your heart. Then you bring his face back to yours, kissing him slow and hard. 

He moans into your mouth, finds your rhythm, follows it a while, then accelerates it. It’s a passionate softness now. 

“C’mere,” he pulls you again. He brings your chest completely flush with his and rotates a bit so that you’re half on top of him. You bring your leg between his and shift to be completely on top of him. 

One of his thighs is between yours, and you’re squeezing all of him close in your drowsy pleasure. He shifts his weight to hold you tightly, and the movement of his thigh against your heat draws a heavy sigh from your mouth where it’s still connected with his. 

He pulls back enough to watch your face as he does it again, on purpose this time. You whimper. 

“Feel good, sweetheart?” His voice is noticeably lower than last time he spoke. With your eyebrows scrunching and your lips parted, you nod.

He brings his large hands down your body, groping your arse and using their new position to push you against his leg in time with its next thrust. 

Remus adores the sounds you make in reaction, but not enough not to muffle them by harshly bringing your mouths back together. His lips press against yours; his tongue asks yours to dance as he continues rubbing you against himself. 

You can feel how wet you’re getting at the pressure, feel the warmth and throbbing building between your legs. 

Remus picks up his pace slightly, massaging your arse, devouring your moans all the while. 

So far, he’s very much been leading, but when he whispers gruffly into your ear, “Ride me, baby; make yourself feel good for me,” and starts mouthing your neck as he holds you close, your hips instinctively obey. 

You grind yourself back and forth on his thigh, the friction addictive, each warm rush urging you to do it again, harder. You bare your neck to him and hold yourself up on his shoulders for better leverage. You begin riding him in earnest, your breath panting and your bed creaking. 

“Remus,” you hiss, as you grip him close and push yourself against him over and over. He nods and keeps kissing you ardently as he moves his leg to your rhythm. 

“‘M gonna…” you whisper, your mouth falling agape, your eyes squeezing shut. He grips you tighter, moves faster. “Reeem,” you whimper his name. 

Another electric second and you’re coming on top of him, the pleasure coming like huge waves crashing slowly and steadily on soft, wet sand. 

The sounds escaping your open mouth are strangled and euphoric. You ride through another crest, and another, then you slow, still grinding but languidly now. 

Your whole body trembles on top of his, and Remus chuckles, squeezes you, and kisses the top of your head repeatedly once you collapse on his chest. 

You lie in bliss till your breathing evens out, but it’s startled again by the loud alarm ringing on your bedside. 

“Shit.” You reach and turn it off without leaving your mount. 

Remus sits up now, his arms still around your waist as you straddle him. 

“Sorry we didn’t…” you start, palming the prominent bulge in his pants. He tsks and kisses you before you can finish your thought. Your arms come around his neck, and you hold him close and play with his hair as you kiss. 

“Watching your face when you come is a high on its own,” he smiles. He gives you another quick peck then adds cheekily, “And there’s always later to look forward to.” Another kiss against your laughing lips before you both scramble out of the sheets toward a bright new day. 

[heretek-birth]

Two-Stage Pregnancy (Part 3, Chapter 1)

Part 2.5 Part 3, Chapter 2 The Whole Story

"So, how in God's name am I actually meant to push this baby out?"

"Just like you said. When the time comes, you push."

It was Sarah's last checkup before her due date - or, rather, before her second due date. She looked very overdue and felt every bit of it as she chatted with Doctor Kellner, her obstetrician and mentor for her over-extended pregnancy, who also sports a sizable baby bump of her own.

"Kelly, I can feel how big this head is. There's no way I can stretch that far."

"What can I say? The human body is a remarkable thing." She puts her hand on Sarah's shoulder. "Slowly. You do it slowly. You give your body lots of time to open up, as much as you can. I know, it feels impossible at first. But you do it. One step at a time, you do it."

"You'll be there?"

"I will. I know you can do this."

Their eyes meet.

"Besides, it's not like you'll be in a hurry." She offers a grin. "You'll have at least a couple of days to get that far, after all."

"God, dayyyyysss…" It wasn't hard to spot Sarah's arousal - the reddening in her cheeks, the way she pressed her thighs together - though it's not like she tried to hide it at this point. She'd read about the process before, of course, nervous at first, and then growing more and more fascinated as the "big day" drew closer.

"Also, I do have a first name. You don't have to keep calling me 'Kelly' all the time."

"I know, but I like the pet name better. It feels… closer, somehow." Her gaze shifts downwards. "Also, it looks like you're not far off from doing some pushing yourself."

"Mm-hm, just a few more weeks now and I'll be ready to bring this one's head down." Kellner's face falls for a moment, as she turns away from the other woman in her office. "Actually, I'm-" Her voice catches in her throat. "That's-" She stops again.

"What's wrong? Has something happened?"

Before she can answer, the two of them are interrupted by a buzzing at Kellner's waist. "Shoot, that's my pager, we're out of time." Doctor Kellner looks apologetic as the interruption brings her back to a more professional demeanor; her attempt at a smile doesn't quite drive the hint of sorrow from her features. "You should be good to go for next week, we can talk about me later."

Sarah gives her a concerned look.

"We will talk about me later, okay? Just, not right now." She shakes her head. "That can wait a little while, at least. You're on a tighter schedule than I am." At this she does manage to smile.

Sarah allows herself to be ushered out the door, feeling one worry diminish as another starts to grow.

-

Sarah's second due date comes a week later. Contractions wake her up just a little before her alarm - she'd skipped her medication the day before, and she can feel it starting to have an effect. There's no urgency yet - they eat breakfast, take a shower, pack their bags, all while Sarah feels the cramps slowly building, feels pressure slowly growing, feels the head starting to press down just a little.

"Mmmmm- There we go-" Sarah keeps a hand pressed between her legs, almost luxuriating in the feeling of her baby's head inside her. "Are we ready to head out?"

"Should be, yeah."

Sarah starts the drive to the hospital prepared and confident, but her courage starts to wane as the long trip drags on.

"Nnnnnh- It's-" Sarah grips the door handle tight as she feels the pressure inside her suddenly spike.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, it's just- Haaaah- We might've left this a little too long." She takes a deep breath, doing her best to control her breathing. "I'll be alright, but there's a lot of pressure now."

Sarah pants with each contraction, struggling to just relax, to sit back and let that pressure come as each wave is just a little bit worse than the last. She feels her stomach gripping harder and harder, feels her body's urge growing more and more insistent, feels her baby's head between her legs, ready and eager to be born. She waits, panting and breathing and pressing her legs together as the miles pass by, as her labor builds and builds. Things don't get any better when she finally gets to the hospital. The staff there don't quite seem to understand her urgency (What's the rush? This was scheduled months in advance, wasn't it?). She does her best to hold on while filling out paperwork, sitting in the waiting room, going through the usual medical tests, being sternly warned not to push yet (as though she needed to be told) - it goes on and on, endless delays while she listens to nurses explain things she already knows, groaning inwardly as she wants to do nothing more than spread her legs wide and push. Finally, she manages to get to a hospital room, and she hardly has time to change into a gown before Doctor Kellner gets there as well.

"Ohhhh- Thank God you're here, Kelly. I feel like I'll go insane if I have to hold back much longer."

"Ha, it's good to see you too." Kellner returns a smile as she pulls on a pair of gloves. "You've been having contractions for a while, right? And, you're having a lot of pressure now?"

Sarah nods. "Since early this morning. And, yeah, it's pretty bad."

"I think I can guess what the answer is going to be, but I still have to ask. Do you want an epidural for this?"

Sarah can't stop a grin from creeping onto her face as she responds. "No. C'mon, Kelly, you know me better than that."

"Yeah, I figured. Hospital requirement, though. Thankfully, they made sure to soundproof the rooms here in the maternity ward."

Sarah's grin fades as she feels another cramp start to build. "Hooooooo- Lots of pressure now."

"Alright. Go ahead and get up on the bed for me."

Sarah spreads her legs wide as she feels the contraction grow.

"Are you ready to start pushing?" Despite herself, Kellner can't look away from the sight between Sarah's legs. The contraction is making the head start to bulge outwards, and she can see just the barest sliver of dark hair peeking out from her lower lips.

"Don't you- Haaaa- Don't you need to check me first, or something like that?"

"I mean, it's not like you need to dilate." Kellner trails a gloved hand along Sarah's inner thigh for a moment before gently pressing it against her labia. "Really, you'd have been fine to start pushing for a while now, but we try to be careful about these things." Kellner spreads Sarah's lips with her fingers, noticing the strings of wetness clinging to the inside. She probes two fingers into her, feeling for the position of the head as she sweeps them around inside. "Yeah, head's straight OA. Fully flexed, no rotation, no asyncliticism. Lined up ready and waiting for you to push." She keeps her fingers inside, watching with intent as Sarah's clit starts to stiffen, as her skin flushes under the questing, eager touch. "Of course, we already knew that. You just wanted to feel my fingers again, didn't you?"

"Maaaaaaybe I got a little too used to this during all those exams."

"Maybe I got a little too used to you during all those exams. Because I can-"

Sarah gasps as she feels Kellner's fingers shift inside her, feels them move just right, feels her press there more and more, feels- "Wait- Hold on just a sec- Please?" Sarah takes a moment to pull her husband's head down close to her. "You're sure you're okay with all this? With me and…" She trails off.

"'Course I am. We talked about this, didn't we?"

"I know, but-"

"It's okay. You don't need to worry. I'm not the jealous type, I promise." He pulls away just a little, and the way he grins reminds her why she married him in the first place. "Besides, this is super hot. I wouldn't miss it for the world."

"Good." Sarah lays her head back in relief for a moment. "We're good."

"Alright." Kellner's fingers press gently. "And you're sure you're okay too? With us taking control like this? It's not exactly the usual medical procedure-"

"Mm-hm, yeah, I'm fine-"

"I don't want to project, is all. I know this makes me want to be tied up and teased and stretched and forced to-"

"Kelly!" Sarah snaps the doctor out of her reverie. "I know. I'm the same way. I want this too." Her voice softens a little. "I appreciate you're worried, but if you don't touch me right now I'm going to crawl out of this bed and break your fucking- Nnnnnh- Aaaaaah-" She feels her resistance dissolve at the firm, insistent pressure of the fingers inside her, all too skilled for a medical professional.

"That's it, just let it feel good." Kellner slows her movements as she hears Sarah's breathing start to shift. "The next contraction should be coming soon. When it does, I want you to hold back for me. Let it build, okay? We'll make sure you're in full-blown labor, among other reasons."

Sarah agrees with a bit of a laugh.

"Good, good. Do you want the stirrups for this?"

She nods.

It takes a moment before Dave understands Kellner's insistent look, and moves to help assist her. "Down there- Yeah, there's a latch- And the other one- There you go-" Kellner helps Sarah lift her legs into place while Dave returns to supporting her from behind. "Feel that pressure? Alright, pant for me now, just like you've practiced."

Sarah's breathing quickens more and more as she feels her belly harden, doing her best to hold back the growing fullness between her legs. "Hooooo- Hoooooo- HoooOH FUCK-"

"Shhhhhh, babe." She hears Dave's voice behind her. "Just breathe. Just breathe for me. Here, squeeze my hand if you have to." She holds his hand with a white-knuckled grip, panting frantically as she tries not to bear down. "There you go, you're doing good."

"Okay- Okay- Haaaaaa-" She does her best to focus on her breathing, focus on the fingers pressing inside her, focus on anything other than her body's more and more insistent demand to bear down right now, to force her baby out come hell or high water. Bearing down. Pushing. Hard. Yeah, that sounds good right about now. She should-

"Sarah!" Kellner's voice jolts her back to awareness. "Pant for me, girl! Pant for me!" Right, that. Sarah feels her breathing again, quick and shallow, feels Kelly pressing inside her, feels herself shudder as a thumb brushes against her clit.

"Oh God- Oh my God- Okay-" Sarah's breathing steadies as she rides out the pressure, rides out the insistent fullness deep in her hips, as she lays back and breathes and welcomes Kelly's touch inside her until the contraction tapers off.

"Good, good, that was good." She hears the voice from between her legs as the hand gripping hers momentarily tightens. "I know this is hard, but you're getting good practice letting the head come on its own. This is a slow process, we need to make sure you don't push too fast and hurt yourself."

Sarah takes deep breaths to recover between the contractions.

"There's a lot of back and forth with this, letting the head come forward to stretch you for a while, then pushing it back to give your tissues a little bit of a break."

Sarah groans softly as she feels Kellner pressing against her most sensitive spots.

"We'd be doing a lot of this even if we weren't… you know… doing it like this. It's not just random, I promise."

"Okay." Sarah's head hangs forwards. "I trust you." She catches her breath for a moment. "But-" She gasps as she feels more teasing pressure on her clit. "But this isn't enough. I can't cum like this-"

"I know." Kellner's face is stern, but not cruel. "Just relax for me, okay?" Sarah feels Dave's hand tighten around hers at the same time. Did the two of them talk about this earlier? Did they plan something she isn't-

"Okay, more pressure, just like before." Sarah's thoughts are interrupted by more tightness in her belly. "Keep breathing for me, focus on my fingers and let it all come, alright?" Sarah nods again as she starts to pant, to relax, the familiar routine to tell her body to let her baby stay inside just a little longer.

"There you go, babe." Dave whispers from behind her. "You're doing amazing. You're so beautiful like this."

"It feels like a bowling ball inside me-" She grips his hand tight as the pressure builds and builds, feeling the huge, oversized head starting to press ever so slightly outwards. "Fuck! It's too big!"

"You're okay. Let all that pressure come, let that head fill you all the way." Kellner curls her fingers in just the right way, taking Sarah to the edge of orgasm and leaving her there, her lips flushed with need and dripping with arousal even as she breathes her way through her ever-more-intense labor. "You're doing so, so good for the both of us."

"Fuck- Kelly- Please- I need-" She can't decide. 'I need to push', 'I need to cum', 'I need to stop', 'I need more', and 'I need this baby to split me open right fucking now' all float through her mind, but her breath stalls before she can pick between them. In the end, all she can do is keep breathing, quick and shallow and steady, keep holding back as she feels the pressure fade.

"I know it's hard. I'm sorry." Kellner's voice pierces through the haze as Sarah rests. "It won't be like this all the time." She manages to raise her head up in interest at that phrase. "We can stall your labor while you sleep, at least. Let you get some rest during the night."

Sarah's head falls back to the bed. That's a few hours away, at least.

"Alright. You've got this." Sarah feels her husband's hot breath on her neck as she watches her belly harden again. "Just keep breathing for me. I know you can do this."

Sarah does her best to pant through the pressure as it builds, and builds, and builds some more. "Kelly, please-" She struggles to pant as she squirms in the stirrups. "Please- Inside me- Press more-" She does everything she can to think about the hand curling inside of her, rubbing against her, rather than- "Oh fuck- Please- I can't-"

"Yes you can. You will." Kellner curls her hand some more, puts more friction on Sarah's clit to give her something else to focus on. "Let it come. Don't fight it, you're doing so good."

She grits her teeth, panting with all her might to try to keep the head in just a little longer.

"There you go, let the head come just like that, let it stretch you just a little more while we wait."

"No- No- No- Please-" She moans, she gasps, her legs shake as she grips the bed with white-knuckled intensity, but, somehow, she holds on to the end.

"There you go." She feels Dave's soft touch as the contraction subsides. "That was perfect. You did so good with that. I'm so proud of you."

Doctor Kellner glances at a monitor to her side. "Yeah, you're definitely in labor." She looks perversely excited, which she almost manages to disguise. "You've definitely been in labor for a while now, too."

"Does that- Can I push now?"

Kellner shakes her head in feigned regret. "No, not yet. Sarah, I'm sorry, but I think it'd be better if we hold off for a little while longer."

"No- But-"

"I know, it's hard. But this is a big baby you've got, even for this program, and you were pretty tight down here to start with. The more 'warmup' time we can give you, the better."

She feels a firm hand on her shoulder, pressing her down into the bed. "You'll be okay. We're here for you, I promise. We've got you. I've got you."

Sarah can't help but shiver a little at his touch, his voice. "You're so beautiful like this, while you're struggling so much." He locks eyes with her even while he presses her down to the bed. "Can you hold back a little more? For me?"

She can't stop herself. She can't help it. She feels her head dip down. Then lift up again. She's nodding. Somehow, she's agreeing to this. Why is she-

"Good girl. Gooood girl." He puts a kiss to her forehead. "I love you so much."

Oh, yeah. That's why. She almost doesn't notice as her breath starts to quicken again.

"Here you go, that's it." He watches her belly harden more and more. "Can you feel that pressure?"

Sarah grips his hand as she starts to pant.

"Can you feel those fingers pressed inside you?"

She does her best to hold on tight before Kellner's movements make her twitch a little.

"Can you feel that huge head filling you up so much inside?"

She rolls her head to the side as she struggles.

"And, can you feel how much that head wants to be out of you? How much your body is just begging you to bear down as hard as you can?"

All she can do is keep panting again and again, struggling at her limit to focus on her breathing, on Kelly's fingers inside of her, on anything other than how much she wants to push with all her might and scream this head out of her. It feels like a minor miracle that she's able to hold back, gritting her teeth and clinging to the bed for dear life until she feels the tight grip on her midsection start to release.

"You're- Evil-" Sarah struggles to catch her breath as she glares up at her husband. "And you-" She fixes her gaze between her legs. "Aren't helping either."

"Sorry, sorry." Dave gives her a placating look as she recovers. "I won't be mean like that anymore. Besides, it's really supposed to be Kellner's show until she has to leave."

"Mm-hm. And I'll help you hold back until I'm- I mean, until you're ready to push."

"Here, I can help you with that." Dave helps untie Sarah's hospital gown, at this point already starting to soak through with sweat as she leans forward. She lays back on the bed, now totally undressed as her over-filled breasts heave with each breath.

"Okay, okay." Sarah settles herself back on the bed. "More pressure. I can do this. Just pant through it. Just pant through it."

She squirms on the bed when the pressure builds again, panting and struggling her way through the contraction, fighting hard to deny her body's desperate urge to give birth. They keep her like that through the next contraction, and the next, until she starts to lose count as she's teased and praised and denied while the head of her baby sits just behind her lips, demanding again and again to come into the world. She holds back as long as she can, while Kellner's all-too-skilled fingers and tongue touch all the right places in all the wrong ways, while her husband's steady embrace from behind gives her the strength to go on. They keep her panting through contraction after contraction until she's left wide-eyed and desperate, moaning and squirming under their combined touch.

"Alright, I think you've had enough for now." Kellner gives Sarah a sympathetic look. Not that it hasn't been a pure joy to watch her struggling so much, but everyone has their limit and it looks like Sarah is starting to reach hers. "You've done so good holding back for us, that was perfect. We can start to work on getting the head out now."

A look of absolute relief spreads across Sarah's face.

"You can start pushing with the next contraction, okay?" Kellner pulls out her fingers - now dripping with wetness - and poises her hands on Sarah's lips, bulging hugely with the head inside, flushed and glistening with moisture, parted just enough to show off a fat teardrop of dark hair with her stiff, ready clit peeking out the top.

"Wait-" It takes Sarah a moment to realize the omission. "You didn't- You haven't- I didn't get to cum…"

"No, Sarah, not yet. I need you to do some pushing for me first. I'll keep my hands down here just in case, but I want every bit of that work to go into helping you stretch down here, okay? Give me long, hard pushes, to really get this head moving."

"There's- There's another one coming."

"Alright. You'll be okay, we're both here with you." Doctor Kellner turns to Dave. "Can you help me adjust these stirrups? That's it, like that- Wider- Even wider- Keep going-" She watches Sarah carefully, until a wince starts to cross her face. "Come on- Liiiiittle more- There we go."

"Here, give me your hands." Dave settles himself back behind Sarah, holding her arms tight behind her as her breathing starts to deepen.

"Oh fuck- Okay- Oh fuck- Here it comes-"

"Perfect, let it all come. Put it all right down here, right where you can feel my fingers. All of it, I need you to give me the hardest push you can. It's going to burn so bad, but I know you're strong, I know you can do this for me. Take all that pressure and give me a hard, hard push."

"Nnnnnn- Fuck- Rrrrrrr-" Sarah curls forward and bears down, and Kellner watches the dark slit between her legs start to slowly spread wider.

"Good, good, come on-"

"Nnnnnng- GhhhhhHAAAAAA-"

"And breathe, come on, breathe for me-"

"Oh God- It burns- Oh God-"

"And push again, right down here-"

"HAAAAAAAAA- AAAAAAAAH- FUCK-"

"All the way, come on, all the way to the end-"

"Nnnnnnnnha- Haaaaaa-"

"There you go, that's it, go ahead and rest now."

Sarah gasps for air as she falls back onto the bed, trembling just a little as she feels the head start to ease back inside her. "Oh fuck…" Sarah reaches a trembling hand down between her legs. "Fuck, that's huge-" She probes at the bulge between her legs. "Did the head even move?" She lets out a sigh as her fingers start to graze across her clit.

"Mm-hm. I saw it." Kellner gently moves Sarah's hand back to her thigh. "It's just a big head, that's all." She puts a finger of her own to Sarah's clit, thrilling at the sight of her quiet frustration. "I know it's hard, but you need to really stretch right now." Her finger rubs a gentle circle on her clit just once, drawing out a soft moan of pleasure, then a softer whine of need.

"Kelly- Please-" Sarah's clit is stiff and eager under the sparing, teasing touch. "I need more-" Sarah can feel her need building and building, even more so now as she feels the head starting to stretch her.

"Give me some hard pushes first, Sarah. You can feel the next one coming, right? Good. Push right into here for me again- That's it, perrrrrfect-"

Sarah pulls her chin to her chest and bears down again, gripping tightly to her husband's hand as she feels her opening start to burn even more. "Nnnnnnnnn- Nnnnnnng-"

"There you go, come on, show me that head-" Kellner spreads her labia gently with her fingers as she bears down. "Push hard for me."

"Nnnnnn- Aaaaaaah- Fuck, it burns!"

"I know, you're okay, you're stretching so good. Push one more time for me now."

"HNNNN- NNNG- GHHHH-"

"Perfect, open niiiice and wide- Little more, come on-"

"GAAAAAH- HAAAAAA-"

"That's it, good, you can rest now."

Sarah falls back against her husband, gasping for air as she lays against his chest. She can feel a dark oval of hair peeking out between her lips, the fierce burn slowly fading as her tight opening starts to pull the head back inside her.

"That's it! You're doing it! That's your baby coming down!" Kellner can't keep the excitement out of her voice as she guides Sarah's hand down to feel.

"Haaaah- God, that's big-"

"Mmm-hm. You're opening up so good though, don't worry." Kellner presses again on Sarah's clit, drawing out another moan. Sarah squirms as she bears down again, but Kellner doesn't pull back, pressing, stroking with her fingers as Sarah twitches beneath her. The head grinds its way forward, parting Sarah's lips, making her burn just a little bit more with each passing moment.

"Kelly- Nnnnh- I can't-" Sarah gasps at the intense sensation, dragging her right to the edge before she feels Kellner finally relent. "I was so close-"

"I know. That'll be soon. Push hard with this next one okay? Really show me that head."

Sarah nods, mustering as much confidence as she can as she feels her belly hardening again. She feels Kellner's fingers tracing almost reverently along her lips before she tucks in her chin and bears down hard, pushing as much as she can as she feels her body urging her on, stretching more and more as that huge, hard bulge comes forward between her legs.

"That's it, perfect! Spread those lips for me!"

She bears down again, feeling herself burn more and more as she struggles with the huge size of her baby. Kellner's fingers trace along her lips as she watches the head move forward bit by bit, fighting for every inch of progress as she feels her tight opening spreading wider and wider.

"Good, good. Stretch for me, Sarah, stretch niiiice and wide, there you go."

It feels unstoppable, inexorable, as the hard, bulging dome forces its way downward between her legs, the burn growing fiercer and fiercer even as she can't help but add fuel to the fire, can't help herself from bearing down hard, her legs starting to shake as each moment of effort makes her struggle just that much worse. "Kelly- It's too much- I can't-"

She's cut off by another moan as she feels Kellner's pressure on her clit. "Shhhhhh. Yes you can. Yes you can. Push one more time for me, okay? One more hard push, that's all."

She couldn't hold back even if she wanted to as she drives the head forward again, as she feels herself stretch farther and farther, as she grabs onto her husband for support, as she grits her teeth and bears down with everything she has, as she cries out in pain feeling her baby force her open even more. She can feel Kellner's fingers pressing right where she's most sensitive, bringing her closer, closer, even as she struggles to hold it together feeling the fire between her legs.

I know, I know. I need more, Sarah, I need even more of that burn from you. With this next one, I need you to put your chin to your chest and push with everything you have, okay?

Sarah can't help it, she can feel Kellner's merciless touch, feel the steady, expert friction on her clit, dragging right to the edge and pausing to hold her there as she gives in to her body, as she pulls back her legs and shakes and screams and forces her lips to spread wider and wider, stretching open unbearably far for her baby. She cries out again, at the huge size of the thing she's struggling to push out, that she's spent the last year growing inside her, bigger and bigger, to the razor's edge of what she can fit through her body. She lays back in utter surrender to the fire between her legs, to the terrible pressure deep in her hips, to her body's endless need to push and push- she throws her head back and cries out again as Kellner finally lets her tip over the edge, as she forces her baby down with all her might, as she gives everything she has to feel even more of that stretch before her orgasm ends, as she holds on to her husband for dear life, shuddering and pushing and gasping her way through the last of her contraction.

"There you go. I've got you." Dave holds her from behind as she recovers her breath, pressing her head back against his chest as she comes down from pleasure and pain. "You're okay. You did so good there."

Kellner sits with them a moment, just being there in case Sarah needs her. She watches as her breathing stills, as Dave slowly coaxes her head out from the cradle of his arms. However, much as she'd love to stay like this forever, there are still other patients at this hospital. "Will you two be okay to take care of things yourselves for a while?"

Dave confirms he does, and Sarah gives a thumbs-up with an arm that wavers only a little.

"Alright, I should be able to check on you again in a couple of hours." She glances backward as she makes her way out of the room. "I know I'll be looking forward to it."

-

Later that morning:

"That's it, come on, push for me."

Sarah hauls back her legs and bears down, red-faced and grunting with the effort as she feels her lips start to burn again, as she feels the head come forward once more. She holds the push as she feels herself spreading apart, a dark oval of hair growing slowly wider and wider, stretching her opening more and more until she feels the head press up against a hard barrier between her legs.

"You're okay, I've got it. Just push."

Sarah gasps for breath before pulling her legs back again, putting just as much into this effort as the last as she feels the head press against the unyielding obstacle of her husband's hands. The head doesn't move even at the peak of her exertion, while she grits her teeth and curls around her belly, giving in fully to the unbearable pressure between her hips. The huge mass of her baby stays stuck firmly in place, but she's long past caring at this point.

"That was so good." Dave watches the head slowly start to recede as Sarah lets herself fall back onto the bed. "You're doing so good. Do you want to slow this down some?"

"No, I just- I need to push right now. Hard."

"Alright, then. Push all you need to, I'll be here." He starts to massage her lips gently with his fingers, and a satisfied smile starts to spread across her face.

"Ohhhhhh, thank youuuu…" Sarah starts to relax back against the pillows. "That's- Yesssssss, right theeeeeeere-" She throws her head back as his fingers drift towards her clit, rubbing slowly to "help her relax" even more. She closes her eyes and breathes deep, letting herself float for just a moment, until-

"Next one?" Dave watches her face start to shift.

"Mm-hm." Sarah grips behind her knees. "Can you get ready?" She feels his hands cup over her opening. "Okay- Nnnn- Gaaaaah- FUCK-" Sarah feels the pressure build and build, feels the huge mass inside sliding down just a little, tucks in her chin to bear down once again.

"Perfect, perfect. Pushing so hard for me."

The burn between her legs grows quickly, as the head forces her lips wider and wider, stretches her more and more before Dave presses his hands to hold it there. She feels a thrill inside her as she feels the head stopped in its tracks- something inside her wants her to bear down even more as she knows the head won't move.

"Good, come on, that's so good. Let it all out for me."

Sarah pushes again, with everything she can give. She feels the head sitting between her legs, feels the unbearable, unimaginable fullness that only a three-months-overdue child can bring. She pulls her legs wide and pushes and pushes, shoving every bit of that fullness down and out against his hands, struggling again and again to try to bring her child into the world against the unyielding barrier keeping it inside her. She keeps up the futile effort until the contraction ends, gasping for breath as she lets her legs fall back down.

"That was just perfect, you did so good there." His fingers find her clit again, as she lays back to rest.

"Mmmmm- Keep doing that- Please."

He keeps up the pressure as he watches the head slowly recede. "Did I ever tell you how much I love watching you push?"

"You have. Multiple times." Still, her mouth twitches into a smile.

"Well, I'm going to tell you again anyways." He steps up the pressure on her clit, and hears Sarah let out a small gasp. "I just can't get enough of it. Seeing how hard you're working. Especially when we're holding the head in like this." He can't help but grin at that.

"I knowwwww- Nnnh-" Her breathing starts to shift as she feels pleasure building in her core. "Why do you think I've been pushing so hard?"

"Are you close?"

"I'll have to push first."

"Alright." His fingers still yet again, and Sarah stops herself from letting out a quiet whine of disappointment. "Push hard for me. Show me how much you want this head to come."

Sarah pulls back her legs, breathing deep and preparing to-

"And don't worry. I'll help you feel good too."

"Oh FUCK-" Sarah cries out as she feels his lips close over her clit. "Okay- Nnnh- FUCK- Just- PUSH-" Sarah writhes slightly in the bed as she feels the burn between her legs, feels her baby stretch her lips, feels herself getting closer and closer, making every other sensation just that much more intense. "Oh, God- I can't-" She has to. She can. She pushes again, feeling his tongue grinding against her clit, shoving her baby down against his hands over her entrance. She's so close, bearing down with everything she has, when she feels the head shift just a little. When she feels herself slowly, so slowly being forced open even more, when she feels the burning, stretching between her legs spike to a fresh, urgent intensity. The new, bright pain tips her over the edge, makes her cum, hard and sudden, severs her last vestiges of control as she gives in more than she thought possible, bearing down with wild, uncontrolled, furious effort. She screams again and again as she calls on every fiber of her being to struggle and fight and push to try to force her child out into the world. Her legs shake and her vision narrows, her thoughts recede to pressure, stretching, pushing again and again as she feels the head stonewalled against her husband's hands, feels his gentle tongue still lapping at her clit. She keeps up her titanic, desperate effort until the last traces of her contraction fade. For all of her struggle, though, she feels the head start to recede once again when she finally lays back on the bed.

Sarah feels a presence detach itself from the foot of the bed and press itself to her side. She feels a hand entwine in hers, feels her head tucked underneath a chin, pressed against a warm chest. "You okay?" The voice rumbles in her ears.

She takes a few deep breaths before answering. "Mm-hm." She tries to look upward for a moment before tucking her head back where it feels warm and safe.

"Good. Good. You did so good there, that was amazing."

After a little bit, Sarah regains some awareness. "You let the head out more? When I was pushing?"

"Yeah." The voice sounds a little sheepish.

"I thought Kelly said not to do that."

"Yeah. It was only a little, though. And, she also said to have fun with this, didn't she? I figured that took precedence."

"God. You-" She tries to throw a weak punch with her free arm, but it doesn't connect.

"We did talk about all this, don't worry. You'll be okay. I promise."

"Okay."

The two of them hold each other close, the silence lasting until the cramping in her belly reminds Sarah that she's still in labor. "I think- I think I'll take this slow for a while now."

"Alright, just do what you need to." He moves back to the end of the bed. "I'll be right here with you."

[chocotonez]

skz + kisses

a/n: I’m phuxkin back baby I know u missed me (I am drowning in homework)

warnings/genre: physical affection, sappy fluff, mainly head canon mmmmm I want to make a gidle version now…or itzy. sigh, anyways fluffy physical affection, some suggestive mentions?? nothing explicit

chan

-bro acting like you haven’t been dating for a while whenever you give him a kiss

-he loves when you kiss his cheek, he doesn’t know why but it makes him FOLD.

-he doesn’t really do makeout sessions on the normal, he’s more handsy

-kisses the top of your head all the time, will literally scale a ladder if he has to

-probably pecks you all over your face before kissing your lips. sobbing now.

-holds your face when he kisses you :,)

-in the morning, if you’re like taller than him (height or position wise) he’ll kiss your clavicle region while gently scratching your back. If you’re shorter, he kisses the top of your forehead while lazily stroking your head.

-“Can I have a kiss?” while puckering his lips type of mf

minho

-annoying as hell

-asks for a kiss and when you lean in he swerves you

-giggles when you get all pouty and gives you a small “sorry” along with a kiss on the cheek

-another face holder right here

-loves kissing ur jawline

-heart skips a beat when you initiate a kiss, gets all tender hearted and is just like holding his heart while screaming over how cute you are

-he doesn’t seem like it but he’s really gentle when he kisses you

-you guys are the annoying couple in lines, he holds your hand and kisses the back of it <333

changbin

-whines and cries for kisses (you always give in)

-loves like lifting you up from behind and giving you a kiss behind your ear or smth (your average pose for his gym pics)

- don’t know why I love the changbin gym pic agenda but i do <3

-kisses your shoulder, especially if you’re in bed and you guys are just laying down he’ll lean over to see what you’re looking at on your phone, shoulder kiss and then he places his chin in the crevice between your shoulder and head

-love love loves little kisses, kissing your fingerpads before you run your fingers over his face to trace his features, kissing the tip of your nose when you’re acting all cute, kissing the back of your neck when you’re sitting on his lap etc etc

-likes giving kisses, he likes receiving them too don’t get me wrong!! but I feel like he’s more of a hug person where he wants you to just crash in his arms

-and after you give him a big hug he gives you an even bigger kiss

hyunjin

-smooth n tender

-i don’t know how to phrase this well in English but he dances with you in the kitchen/rain/literally anywhere and he spins you (Like where the partner grabs their hand during a dance or something omfg I hope u understand) into his arms before giving u a kiss and making your heart flutter <3

-he’s a romantic but he’s very casual and laidback, he’ll lay in bed with a hand behind his head, the other to gesture you over before spending the next ten minutes making out with you

-loves tracing your cheek before kissing you, mainly because he thinks it’s cute

-he likes when you kiss his neck, shoulder, or cheek. it’s comforting especially if you’re giving him a back hug <3

-he likes physical affection, loves running his hands over your arms while kissing you or squeezing your hands

-definitely the type to tap his cheek to ask for a kiss

han

-annoying pt. 2

-non-stop kisses dude…Loves kissing you all over the face but loves it even more when you reciprocate <3

-whines if he doesn’t get a kiss every hour, probably spam texts you to come over if he wants a kiss

-blushes and giggles like a school girl whenever you kiss him

-u have him kickin his legs and writing lyrics about you at night

-loves just normal pecks on the lips, nothing intense or serious. He can’t word it, but there’s something domestic and relaxed which makes him feel at home and it’s genuinely the best feeling for him <3

-“ooooo you’re gonna get cooties” type of guy even though he asked you for a kiss

felix

-please do that thing where you crawl into his lap while he’s gaming/working and give him a kiss on his neck/shoulder. he melts every time.

-likes to lay his head on your lap and play with your hands before kissing the back of them, tbh his kisses are very casual but his heart is at 29382 bpm every time you kiss

-likes to lay on you while you’re trying to sleep and staring at you until you wake up, before giving you a little kiss on the cheek and saying “good job”

-he stares at your lips but probably doesn’t make moves

-likes when you initiate physical touch, just because he feels like you care and stuff

-you don’t make out often, but when u do he’ll always part for a brief moment and breathlessly ask “are you okay with this?”

seungmin

-I can’t see him as a big kisser, even just casual stuff

-he likes holding you, your hand, your waist—Kissing just isn’t as appealing as getting to squeeze you like a snake.

-but he definitely does not mind at all receiving kisses from you <333

-gets the biggest smile every time you give him a kiss on the top of his head, he can’t control it. even in his worst mood the corners of his lips will twitch up because something about you is just so <333

-got him running LAPS

-teases you for kissing him but then pulls you back closer if you try to leave because “he’s being mean”

-“I’ll do your laundry for a kiss.”

jeongin

-reserves kisses for special moments

-he finds it a very important piece of physical affection, so for birthdays and anniversaries or when you’re sad, or just when you ask it

-kisses you softly but passionately, his kisses r rare in quantity but high in quality!!

-he may not kiss you very often, but just ask and you’ll receive. he just won’t do regular pecks or rushed kisses, he likes to take his time in expressing how much he loves you

-plus if you give him a rushed kiss on the cheek he’ll get sad and want more

-tucks your hair behind your ear or runs this thumb over your cheek before kissing you, probably holds your hand too. sigh.

-always breaks your kisses off with a compliment too :,)

[dirtybitfic]

Dinner party😼(Chris sturniolo x y/n)

Smut … (matt comes into play at the end)

Y/n pov

Me and Chris have been for about 5 months now. We were the life of the ducking party . To be honest I was like the girl version of him just a little more tame.

It drove Nick and Matt crazy when we had our giggle spells and crazy outbursts but we never fail to keep them entertained. After about a month of dating I became really close with Nick and Matt and now they were also my built in best friends when you get one you get them all and I loved every minute of having them around.

Tonight is the night of the dinner party we planned a week ago with us and a couple of our friends coming over .

I decided to go with a sexy but comfortable outfit because we all know having 10 or so influencers in a house there’s no way pictures and videos won’t be taken throughout the night.

I decided to wear a black set that Nick helped me pick out and decided to just throw on some baby blue Jordan’s that you hadn’t worn in a while that Matt had gotten you for a bday gift.

Chris walked into the room in an all black outfit accidentally matching you without knowing it.

With his orange and white Jordan’s on .

He walked up to me “damn ma you look good in that outfit” he said with a smirk.

“Thank you “ I smiled at him blushing . He just stood in front of me with one hand the side of my neck and the other resting at the top of my ass. “What” I asked him with a giggle .

His hand slide over to grab my throat causing my breathe to hitch and my eyes to flutter closed. “I’ve been thinking about trying something but I don’t know if you would be into it” he said.

I just looked up at him with a small smirk and a raised eyebrow “we’ll ask me what’s the worst that could happen” I said looking to his eyes trying to find a give away of what he might be thinking.

“We’ll I got a little something to use on you a couple days ago … but I think it would be hotter if I risked having it in your during the party” he said . I just looked at him before answering “ If it’s a butt plug ABSOLUTELY not” you said seriously looking at him.

He just laughed and squeezing your neck harder “oh no ma it’s for your Pussy” you sighed with relief cause butt stuff is just not something you ever wanna try.

You smiled a little “ okay well show it to me and then I’ll give you an answer” you said . He slowly pulled his hand away from you Ass to pull it out of his pocket . You looked down at his hand and your breathe hitched a little bit . You knew exactly what it was cause you guys had a conversation about this type of vibrator before you just never though he was actually being serious about it.

“What do you say ma … will you let me put it in you … let me watch you struggle to keep it together in front of our guests”

He stepped even closer dangling it in your face slightly taunting you with a devious smirk across his gorgeous face.

“Mmmmm… idk Chris it seems a bit to risky … how do you even control this one?” You asked him slightly nervous about it all.

“Connects to my phone ma no one will know … and it’s very quiet even at the highest setting so no one will hear it” he says staring deep into your eyes waiting for the answer he wants to hear so badly.

“ mmmm idk chrissss?” You say judging teasing him a little bit making him have to beg a little for you to say yes .

“ pleaseee y/n , I promise I’ll make it worth your while” he wines at you .

“ okay fine but it gets to much you have to stop it immediately I will not be cumin infront of everyone even if they know it or not” you said.

He smiles happily before grabbing you and throwing you onto the bed causing you to bounce a little from the impact and giggle.

He moved over you and pulls up your skirt and removed your underwear.

He puts the vibrator on your lips . You open your mouth knowing what he wants. You suck it into your mouth .

“Good girl get it nice and wet for daddy” he says in a low husky tone that makes you moan and squeeze your thighs together.

Your mouth pops of of it and he pulls it out and brings it down to your pussy . As you watch and your prop yourself up on your elbows .

“So wet for me already ma … you little slut” he says and he runs a ringers over your slick opening.

You moan from the touch . He plants a soft kiss on your clit causing you to buck your hips . He spits down on your pussy getting it a little more wet which turns you on even more and then rubs a couple circles in your clit before pushing the vibrator into you .

“ aww look at that … your greedy little Pussy sucking in so easily” he says causing you to whine out a little from the weird feeling of it in you . He turns on his phone and goes to the app that connects to it . He clicks the little button that is connected to the part that’s in you to turn it on.

He turns it to the lowest setting and starts moving his finger around on the screen creating a different pulse pattern inside you .

You moan out and drop your head back on the bed. “Yeah? Does that feel good slut” he asks.

“ yes … fuck daddy mmm it feels so good” you moan back to him.

Causing him to stop the vibrations you wind from the loss of the feeling . “ Good girl now come on the guest are arriving” he says as he pulls you up by your hands.

You put your underwear back on and fix your skirt then take him hand as he walks out the door . He lets you walk in-front of him going up the stairs from his room . Suddenly you feel vibrations again causing your knees to buckle as you grab the railing to stabilize yourself after about 10 seconds he shuts it back off.

“God I just love seeing you struggle ma” you look back at him glaring a little bit . He smacks your ass telling you to keep walking up the stairs. One you get into the kitchen you see everyone sitting at the table talking. You quickly go to sit next to Matt and join the conversation as Chris follows you to sit next to you .

Matt looks over at you “ hey y/n” he says and smiles at you giving you a side hug . “Hey “ you say back slightly out of breathe from the events seconds before .

“You good you look a little flustered “ he asks . Oh yeah yeah I’m good just tan up the stairs you say with a giggle he laughs and goes back to talking to Larry .

Nick comes over with the food and serves everyone a plate full . They made fettuccine that you had helped them make it earlier.

As everyone started eating and having conversations. You felt it start up again this time on a higher level . You let out a small moan accidentally. You thought you were in the clear when no one turned to look at you . But then Matt spoke

“Y/n you good “ he asked obviously because he heard you moan .

Yeah I’m good the pasta is just … so goood” you said as your breathe hitched . You tried to keep your composure as he started into your eyes .

“Mmm’k he said then turned back to his food you felt Chris’s hand on your thigh causing you to look over at him . Your eyes silently pleading for him to stop it . He just smiled st you as he turned it up every higher . You immediately but your hand and hung your head down to contain the screams that wanted so badly to escape. You heard him chuckle as he turned it off knowing you were way to close to cumming.

You brought your head back up only to meet eyes with Nick from across the table . He looked at you smirking and shaking him head . Oh god did he know what was happening rn did Chris tell him . You started to freak out a little bit .

Chris just squeezed your thigh snapping you out of your thoughts .

“God this pasts is so good ! Did you guys make this?” Maddi asked from next to Nick.

Chris turned it back on a low setting causing your legs to snap shut . He knew Nick would say it was mostly you who made it and that meant you would have to speak while it was on.

“Oh I mean yeah but it was mostly y/n! She’s a great cook . That’s why I keep her around “ Nick smiled causing you to roll your eyes at him .

“Wow y/n , your a really good cook” maddi says giving you a warm smile.

“Oh thank y…you “ you said hoping she didn’t catch your stutter. But of course Matt did .

“What’s with the stutter y/n … something wrong “ he said almost taunting me. Oh he definitely fucking knows . Fuck chris for that mf Asshole .

“ oh no I’m great Matt … chris turned it up causing you to gasp “ and make a face looking at Matt.

Ahh shit that’s ducking awkward I just made a sexual face at my boyfriends triplet . How fucking lovely is that.

Matt chuckled and just smirks at you .

Ohhhh so he thinks this is fucking funny huh. You thought as your felt yourself getting way to close to orgasming . You snapped your head back to Chris . You went to close to his ear .

“P-please chris turn it off now . I swear to fucking god “ he turns to look at you just smirking . Oh nah he is not doing this too me right now.

He leaned in hand inching up your thigh . “You see I would but you used the wrong name and forgot to say please ma … this is your punishment “ “no daddy please I’m sorry . Please turn it off . “

“ mmm no” he said at he looked over at Matt starting a conversation about a video they were gonna film later . But what was weird is that he handed his phone to Matt.

Oh no … Fuck no .

“You might want to run down to the bathroom y/n “ Matt whispers to you .

“ Matt .. wha-what wh…?” And soon as you asked him the vibrations started going crazy they were fucking with you . You quickly stood up from your chair and started to book it to the stairs down to Chris’s room. Once you reached them you started running down them . Your orgasm was coming and you knew there was no way you would stay quite in-front of everyone.

Once you got into Chris’s room you collapsed on the floor after shutting the door your legs shaking uncontrollably as your orgasm ripped through you. You moaned out loudly and slapped your hands over your mouth hoping no one heard you.

Chris’s pov-

I told her that she was gonna sit there and be quiet but she failed . I had told Matt earlier about what I had planned he thought it was funny asf.

I told him that I was gonna give him the phone at one point and I wanted him to go crazy with the buttons on full blast so she had no choice but to get up and frantically run to my room before she couldn’t contain he noises from her orgasm.

“Is she okay “ Nick asked me and Matt . “Oh yeah she said she didn’t feel good and got up and ran” Matt said . “We’re gonna go check on her real quick “ I said to Nick before we both got up and started to walk down the stairs . Matt’s finger was still swiveling across the screen making the vibrations go crazy.

Once we reached my door I opened it seeing y/n knelt on the floor legs shaking crying out .

I closed the door being me and Matt and knelt down behind her . Pulling her head up by her hair making her look up at me and she saw knelt in-front of me .

“Aww look at you so pathetic “ Matt said as he looked at her . Tears dreaming down her face mascara running down he checks and onto he thighs . “Come on ma you just couldn’t follow my simple instructions. I told you to sit there and stay quite while I watched you struggle” I said into her ear deep and husky .

“ AHHH FUCK DADDY TURN IT OFF PLEASE … i I ca-cant take it anymore “ she scream / moans out at me .

“Oh I don’t have the phone ma … your gonna have to beg Matt to turn it off “

“P-MMMM p-le…”

“Aww what’s the matter slut … come on ask me .. you can do it “Matt said ass be bent down right in her face .

“Ahhhh fuckkkk … Matt.. ple…. AHHH I…” she whines out still not being able to finish her sentence.

Matt slaps her across the face causing her to moan .

“How pathetic she can’t even finish her sentence chris” Matt says at me.

I pull he hair harder making her whine . And grab at my hand to loosen up .

“How fucking sad . All you had to do was ask and this would all be over but you couldn’t even do that could you slut” I said

“NO - NO PLEASE … OFF TURN IT OFF” she scream moaned at Matt.

He looked at me I shook my head no at him.

“You had your chance ma and you couldn’t . Now get up “ I said deeply and demanding.

She just shook her head no at me .

She had no idea what me and Matt planned for her earlier and boy is she fucking in for it…..

Part 2 coming soon…. 🤠

[queer-reader-07]

op could you elaborate on the she/her muriel thing. because i totally get what you mean but i find it so hard to articulate why... its just like. mmmmm. canon they/them character. but you wont respect their prns. but then again i enjoy when people get genderwierd w the ineffable spouses. would you respect my prns if you cant even respect a fictional character. is that the same thing. idk.

hi anon! i'll try best to elaborate, but apologies in advance if it comes off a bit... intense?

to give some context to my words:

i am nonbinary

i am afab

my pronouns are they/them

most everyone with the exception of close friends and people on the internet misgender me with she/her pronouns because they perceive me as a woman.

i think the root of it for me is that muriel has no experience interacting with earth, let alone humans, before they're sent down to be Inspector Constable. and because they have no experience with humans, they most definitely have very little context for the human construct that is gender. muriel's pronouns are they/them because those are the default gender neutral pronouns in english. muriel (like the other angels and demons) is referred to with they/them pronouns because, for all intents and purposes, they don't have gender.

whereas aziraphale and crowley (and even gabriel to a certain extent) have interfaced with humanity enough to have developed some level of understanding regarding gender, and possibly even an understanding of what they want their gender to be/be perceived as.

additionally, crowley and aziraphale play with gender in a way that feels very intentional to me.

crowley has canonically, in the show, presented femme. meta writers far more skilled than me have examined how, during the crucifixion scene, crowley is very obviously dressed more like the women in the background than the men. and it's not just in the historical flashbacks that we see crowley's genderfuckery. his modern look is comprised of a combination of femme and masc pieces. he wears a woman's cut waistcoat and his "11 years ago" look features women's sunglasses. all while inhabiting a decidedly man-shaped body.

i'm also just going to remind the audience that crowley outright denies being "a lad" in season 2. he straight up told us he's not A Dude.

aziraphale's genderfuckery is definitely less obvious and some might say debatable. that being said, i would make the argument that aziraphale's tendency to dress and present in a way that results in him being almost universally perceived as not only A Gay Man, but an effeminate gay man at that, is a quintessential example of gender as performance. and i do believe that aziraphale is making a very conscious and deliberate choice to present as a gay man. for fuck's sake he calls himself THE Southern Pansy, he knows what he's doing.

also, i know it didn't actually happen, but we almost got both of them presenting femme in the 60s so like. there's that too.

so, to me, it's ok to fuck around with crowley and aziraphale's genders in fanfic and art and the like because they do so canonically. the book makes it very clear that they are "man-shaped" but not necessarily men, ie they have chosen bodies that are perceived as being A Gender but that doesn't mean they technically are.

whereas muriel does not. muriel doesn't have a concept of gender because they haven't been on earth or around humans long enough to develop one. they are only ever referred to with gender neutral language. so it just feels really gross to me when people choose to she/her them. because to me it feels like saying "well this body that appears woman-shaped to me must mean they are a woman" which is a sentiment i, unfortunately, know all too well.

muriel is a character that is canonically referred to with they/them pronouns, on a major TV show on a major streaming platform no less. so it really fucking sucks to see people disregard that because they "can't remember to they/them muriel" or because they "seem like they use she/her."

to put it bluntly, every single argument i've ever read in favor of she/her-ing muriel has boiled down to "i just can't be bothered to remember they use they/them" and if you can't use a fictional characters pronouns correctly then i have zero faith you can use a real person's pronouns correctly. all i hear when i read those arguments is "i can't be fucked to do the bare minimum of gendering trans people correctly."

and lastly, i know it's genderfuckery when people she/her aziraphale and crowley because they're "man shaped" in the book and played by male actors in the show. but i don't have much faith that it's genderfuckery when people she/her muriel because i can almost guarentee it happens for no other reason than the fact that Quelin Sepulveda is a woman.

[kybercrystals94]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 75

2. What's your total Ao3 word count? 92,568

3. What fandoms do you write for? Currently, Star Wars (mostly Bad Batch); however, I've written for a lot of TV shows over the years. (I prefer TV shows over movies simply because I can get to know the characters better and have a better feel for them when writing)

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

1. Unconventionally Easy (Star Wars: The Bad Batch) - a pre-Order 66 story about a mission gone awry for the Batch. 2. I Miss You (Star Wars: The Bad Batch) - Echo finds an unexpected message from a brother. 3. Regroup (Star Wars: The Bad Batch) - Tech and Omega have to leave Hunter and Wrecker behind when a job for Cid goes sideways. 4. Just Sit With Me (Star Wars: The Bad Batch) - A Cadet Batch fic featuring young Crosshair and Tech. 5. Resilient (Star Wars: The Bad Batch) - Echo struggles with his PTSD.

5. Do you respond to comments? Yes! It's one of my favorite parts of writing fan fiction!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? This one is really hard since I did Whumptober and Febuwhump and Angstpril 😅 I'd have to say maybe Haunting Failures or Sick Day (although my readers would probably choose different ones).

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Probably the Stardust Conspiracy or Detail Work.

8. Do you get hate on fics? In other fandoms, I have...I have yet to experience hate in this fandom.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? I don't read or write or watch it...not my thing.

10. Do you ever write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? I haven't really written any...but I did kinda play with the idea of writing a Psych and Bones crossover 😂 I was gonna call it The Psychic in the Capital.

11. ?? (there was no question for #11...so I'll just say....nothing, I guess)

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Not that I am aware of, but that would be so cool!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Kind of! I wrote Where Fears Are Born & When Fears Are Faced as companion pieces of @just-here-with-my-thoughts' fic Phobia. And then @just-here-with-my-thoughts wrote a couple cute companion pieces for The Stardust Conspiracy! (Find the Stardust collection here!)

14. What's your all time favorite ship? Kanan and Hera 🥰😭

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Mmmmm...I don't know. Any WIPs I have chapters posted for I have plans to finish...the ones slowly dying in my folder, however...😅

There's a Fives Survives AU I've been writing where he's actually the one who finds and rescues Omega from Kamino that I would really like to see through.

16. What are your writing strengths? I love character studies, so I feel like that really helps my writing!

17. What are your writing weaknesses? I hate writing action scenes...and I tend to lean heavily on dialogue.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic? The only time I've used "another language" in a fic is when I have clones use Mando'a words...but they don't usually use full sentences.

19. First fandom you wrote for? When I was an early teen I wrote for the Disney show Pair of Kings. 😂 However, I think I deleted the story after a couple of days...the first fandom I stuck to for a bit of time and still have stories floating around out there was Bonanza.

20. Favorite fic you've written? Basically any story I've written with the boys as cadets. They All Fall Down is probably one of my favorites, just because it reminds me so much of growing up with siblings. I also loved writing the Stardust Conspiracy.

Thank you for tagging me, @the-little-moment! This was so fun!!

Is it possible to tag all my moots?? Because I wanna see all your answers...(**cough**cough**if you've read this far, consider yourself TAGGED)

[drummergetwicked]

Jason x Reader

Literally Dozens Of Us

(Or, Less Hoodies, More Chest Hair)

By Drummergetwicked

CW: None, just more romantic silly fluff.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy.” You say as you look over to Jason. You’re both just getting dressed for your day and he’s put on a pair of nice jeans that are cuffed at the bottom, a pair of brown leather dress shoes, white undershirt, baby blue button-down and a lightweight dark green sweater. Jason and his many layers. Both literally and figuratively. He smiles at you as he rolls his sleeves up to his elbows. Your favorite. Those forearms do you in. “Mmmm slutty forearms.” You think to yourself.

“Who me? Nah. I’m just ok. I’m just a guy.” You roll your eyes in protest “Just ok? Just a guy? You’ve got to be kidding me, right? Jason, do you not know the effect you have on women? The effect you have on me?”. You sashay over to him and wrap your arms around his neck to look deep into those eyes that drive you mad and lay a big fat kiss on those lips. “Now what’s that for?” He coyly asks as he wraps his arms around you. “You being so damn sexy and also adorable.” “I’m no such thing. You flatter me.” He protests.

“Ok, now stop this right now Jason, I’m not having it. You need to learn to take a compliment. And if it’s the last thing I do, I’m going to make you see just how fucking devastatingly desirable I think you are.” You look sternly into his hazel eyes because you mean business.

“Oh yeah, and how’s my girl gonna do that, sweet cheeks?” He grins and teases you with love nips at your neck. “Mmmmm… well first let me just say that if I had my way, you’d never hide that body in a hoodie ever again. I’d burn them all in a dumpster fire and fine you whenever you tried to put one on.”

He laughs one of those full bodied laughs against your body and goes “Holey moley,why?! You don’t want me to be comfortable?” You’re laughing with him, “of course, I know my boy loves being comfy. And your body your rules. But if I had my way…. Gone. All of them.”

“So tell me, why are they gone if you had your way?”

“Well for starters, they hide the physique that drives me feral. I love your body, Jason. I love every single thing about it. The more I see, the more I go crazy for you. I love seeing you in something that accentuates your fine as hell features.” You lay sweet little kisses and nips on his neck and jawline. You both slightly swaying together to a song softly playing in the background.

“Noted. I like it when you dress in a way that accentuates your fine ass features, too…” he winks as he grabs your ass. You give him a look of mock disapproval. “But come on, it’s not like I’m Brad Pitt or Ryan Gosling over here. I’m just dad bod Jason Sudeikis.” Laughing, you retort “oh honey. Dad bod Jason Sudeikis is fucking sexy and loads of women agree with me.”

“Who? I need names and numbers.” You roll your head back and laugh. “Honey, never you mind. Just know that there are literally dozens of us.” You play slap his shoulder. “Ok, so dozens of women like dad bod Jason. Why? Why not Brad Pitt or Ryan Gosling?” You roll your eyes again.

“Well that’s a silly question. Sure, they’re objectively handsome, but that’s doesn’t mean they’re my type or that I’m attracted to them. Are you attracted to every objectively attractive woman you meet? I mean, you never made a move on Hannah, right? That woman is a straight up goddess.”

“Ok, true.” He ponders. You continue: “For every woman lusting for Ryan Gosling there’s one foaming at the mouth for Seth Rogan. We all like what we like and I foam at the mouth for you and your dad bod. When you dress like this? I go bonkers. When you wear something that reveals just a tiny bit of chest hair? I could chew on live wires. You’re hot.” “Yeah? So less hoodies, more chest hair?” He asks sweetly and softly against your ear. “Mmmmhmmm, dear lord, yes please.”

“Anything else I can do for you my love?”

“Don’t ever touch those gray temples again. Color your hair if you must, but those temples are mine. You can pry them from my cold dead hands.” You grab and shake his shoulders in play indignation. He laughs and sighs. “Ok. Deal. You got it. More chest hair and leave the temples alone.”

“And less hoodies? Just a little?”

He rolls his eyes and groans: “Fiiine, less hoodies.”

“Yaaaay! Paise be to the lord on this fine day!” You both start cackling and dancing around like two idiots in love.

***Let me know if you want to be tagged in these. There are a few more, just search “Jason x reader” in my blog***

[meow-town]

Are u down to clown with some MmMmM NSFW Glam hcs? 👀

Indeed I am 😳

Glam Shvagenbagen x Reader Smut HCs

SMUT UNDER THE CUT !

-Glam is far more kinky than he may seem. As vainilla and charming as he appears, once he feels comfortable enough to have sex with you, he’s letting loose completely.

-Slapping, choking, bondage, roleplay, vouyerism, impact play, etc.. He’s into all of those things. And is willing to try just about anything.

-There is something he’s on the fence about. Degrading. He’s fine with you shaming him and calling him a ‘slut’ or so on, but he just doesn’t feel right calling you those things. He feels like he’s hurting you. But don’t worry, assure him that it gets you off and he’ll do it.

-His favourite has to be intimate sex, however. He likes teasing and orgasm controlling and all that, but the feeling of closeness as he slowly rocks his hips into you, holding you near his chest, cannot be topped. Pun intended.

-He is a switch, although most of the time he tops. He’s a service dom and a service sub! Glam just wants to make you feel pleased till the point of exhaustion <3

-Glam is always gentle, it’s very rare to see him really go animalistic. He’ll take a moment after each orgasm he gives you to just run his hands down your back until it’s time for a second round.

-He likes being marked, I’ll say it. The sight of his neck littered with deep purple hickeys awakens something inside him. He even has the urge to not cover them up and just leave the house with them on display.

-Likes being spanked, but doesn’t really like spanking you, etc, etc…

-Is willing to use toys as well! Anything to increase the pleasure :)

-More of a soft hc, but he once told you to strip so he could sketch all of your features, he fucked you as soon as he finished ofc, but the drawing is still hidden away in one of his drawers.

-He’s amazing at fingering😳 no shit, I mean, have you seen him playing those guitar solos????? Those skills aren’t reserved for his guitar, lemme tell you that. The speeds he can reach are inhumane.

-He’ll try to make each time as romantic as possible, even if you’re in a rush and it’s just lighting a candle <3

-He goes all out on valentines, rose petals on the bed, two glasses of red wine, and a bunch of those aphrodisiac chocolates. And of course, breakfast in bed the morning after.

-I’m gonna circle back to Glam’s skills with his hands. He likes to do origami sometimes, and he’s good at putting things together in that way. This includes ropes. He’ll make the most gorgeous patterns on your body only to fuck you in them, slowly rocking his hips into you while he whispers sweet nothings to nothing in particular. <33

-Doesn’t really make you beg for it, nor will he tease. Just gets straight to the point.

-He loves, loves, loves foreplay!!! Has to be his favourite overall part of sex. Watching you quiver under him as he traces his tongue over every detail of you <333

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sorry this was so short, I rarely read smut and don’t really know what to do with it 😭 but I’ll learn eventually

[atlas-of-a-human-soul]

I’m obsessed with A Little Danger! Please please please write another part :)

A little danger - Series Masterlist

A/N - A quick memo as this part has a warning for violence as will a few other parts in the future.

Pairing: Sky of Eraklyon x mind!fairy

———— PART 8 ————

Waking up next to Sky with the sunlight casting its rays over the two felt like a dream. Inhaling deeply, her lips curve into a content smile, her eyes moving to her left hand laying over his chest. His heartbeat is slower than usual, relaxed for a change. Taking a quick glance at his face, she finds the worry lines have faded, the one between his eyebrows the only one visible – just barely.

How much stress is he under when his eyes are open for her to remember him more for his worry lines and quickened heart rate over the absolute peaceful, almost boyish features she’s gazing at now?

Did she contribute it?

Surely, she’s part of the problem, but no longer. She’s going to do all she can to make sure his worry lines are replaced by smile lines. For that to happen, she cannot base their relationship on a lie. From now on, when she accidentally uses her abilities on him, he will know. Lying about it will only further her fears and his uncertainty.

Noticing his heart rate pick up, she can’t help but smile. Pulling herself up on her elbow, her hair brushes his chest as her head blocks the sun from his face.

“Who turned off the sun?” He mumbles jokingly, his lips twitching as he tries to keep himself from smiling.

Running her fingertips across the right side of his face, Y/N grins. “Open your eyes and find out.”

“Mmmmm, I don’t think my eyes can function without a proper kiss.”

Snorting lightly, she bites her lower lip. “Is that so?”

“Mhm.”

“Well then”, she smirks as her nose brushes his. “Wouldn’t want your eyes to remain closed forever”, her lips press against his as his hand buries itself in her hair. With his free hand resting on her hip, Sky uses his weight to flip them over.

With Sky on top, Y/N smiles as his weight presses her into the mattress. She could get used to this human sized weighted blanket.

“Maybe if you pull her shirt off, the show would be more interesting.”

Sky breaks the kiss, his back stiffening under Y/N’s fingertips. “Sorry”, he whispers before looking at Riven who winks at him in response.

“What? You’re the one doing the dirty with your roommate in the room! Can’t blame me for enjoying the view!”

“I think Riven would like to learn a lesson or two on messing with a mind fairy”, Y/N raises her brows and Sky is quick to get off her.

Sitting on his knees, Sky gives her a pointed look. “I don’t think he’s the one you wanna lose control over.”

Scoffing, Riven stands up, putting his shirt on. “I mean, she could try, but we both know she can hardly make any threats. I haven't seen a fairy so incapable of being a fully functional being before meeting Y/N.”

Eyes turning purple, Y/N’s hand open wide, palm turned to Riven and in an instant he flies into the wall above his bed.

“WHAT THE FUCK MAN?!”

Raising her hand she brings him closer to the ceiling.

“STOP HER!”

Sky glances at Y/N, searching for a clue that she’s just playing around but she’s not blinking, her lips are pressed in a thin line and her hand begins to close at the same time Riven grabs at his throat, gurgling.

Placing his hand over hers, Sky’s eyes widen as he realizes her focus isn’t quite so easy to break. “Y/N!” He calls for her, but she doesn’t budge.

Riven’s trashing around, helplessly hanging from the wall, choking.

Grabbing her face in his hands, Sky forces her eyes to shift to his terrified grimace. “Please stop.” His voice is calm, pleading. “You don’t want to hurt him. Not really. Please.”

The purple disperses in her eyes, blinking. Her hand opens, relaxing her previously rigid stance, releasing Riven from the chokehold she held him in. He falls, bouncing off the bed and onto the ground with a gasping groan, still holding his throat.

“Fucking psycho”, he grumbles as he picks himself up, sitting with his back against the bed. “I was teasing! Didn’t really warrant a murder attempt!”

Swallowing thickly, she nods. “Learn who you can tease. Sometimes words are a trigger and you never know who you’ll piss off.”

Sky stands, heading to Riven with an open hand. Riven slaps it away. “I can get up on my own.”

Pushing himself up to stand, Riven glances at Y/N before looking at Sky, pointing his index finger at his chest. “You keep her away from me.”

“I can make you forget this”, Y/N raises her brows innocently. “If that would make you feel better? But I worry the lesson would be lost to you then and I’d hate a repeat of this situation.”

“What the fuck, Y/N”, Sky exclaims, his mouth open in shock. He’s never quite expected her to turn so ruthless with a flip of an invisible switch.

Shaking his head slowly, Riven heads to the door with arms up in mock surrender. “You’re out of control.”

“So they say”, Y/N remarks. “I think I’m in just enough control to deal with assholes like you.”

Once Riven slams the door behind him, she lets out a heavy sigh. Hiding her face in her hands, she closes her eyes. She’s never quite had a good relationship with Riven since she got to Alfea. Their interactions always consisted of his attempts to trigger her destructive powers and he caused more than a few of her outbursts. For Riven, it was pure entertainment. For Y/N, those were times she lost trust in herself as quickly as the rest of the students decided she’s pure evil that cannot be controlled.

Riven is the reason why her name is synonymous to a horror show for most students and she still can’t forgive him for it. Maybe she’ll never be able to forgive or forget in his case.

She could feel the bed dip on Sky’s side, painfully aware of his disappointed gaze resting on her. How could she explain to him that Riven is a lit match lingering next to her short fuse? He’ll see it as an excuse, but didn’t she promise to be honest it him regardless of consequences now?

“I know you want an explanation, I just don’t think you’ll like it.”

“You lost control”, Sky begins but she shakes her head.

Looking him straight in the eye, she swallows thickly. “I’ve never been more in control.”

His eyes narrow, dropping to the bed sheets instead of her. “I don’t understand why you’d do that.”

“He bullied me”, she shrugs meekly. “He’s done it every chance he had simply to enjoy the chaos that happens when I lose control. I guess I just wanted him to feel what that chaos did to me.”

“You almost killed him”, Sky raises his voice ever so slightly.

“I didn’t”, she remarks. “I was in control.”

“And what if you lost control?” Sky’s eyes find her once more. “Huh? If you lost control for a split second?”

Pursing her lips, she turns her back on Sky as she gets up. “I didn’t.”

“But what if you did?!”

“BUT I DIDN’T!” She shouts and Sky’s jaw clenches. “I know it was risky, I’m more than aware! I know you don’t understand where I’m coming from, but I saw the smug look on his face as he began taunting me and that was nothing! You’ve never heard or seen what he did before to make me act this way and you’re defending him on a basis of a weak what if?”

Sky speaks through gritted teeth. “I don’t want you to do something you’ll regret later.”

“No”, she smiles meekly. “You don’t want me to do something that will make you regret me later.”

“That’s not true”, Sky insists. “Nothing could make me regret this”, he places his hands on her shoulders, spinning her to properly face him. Cupping her cheek, Sky’s worry lines soften. “If you hurt him today, you’d hate yourself for it. Even if it's just Riven.”

“I don’t think I would.” Sensing his worry spike despite his face remaining calm hurt her. “Does it worry you I wouldn’t?” Sighing, she gnaws at the inside of her cheek. She promised herself to be honest. She promised and she cannot go back on that promise anymore. “I can sense it. I don’t want to and I sure as hell don’t enjoy sensing your emotions right now, but I can feel you’re worried and if I had to guess, you’re wondering just how powerful is the darkness you saw today.”

“I am”, Sky admits. “Because that version of you, purposefully malicious? It’s new to me.”

“Told you I’m not an angel, Sky”, she pulls away and this time he doesn’t stop her. “I have darkness in me. A lot of it. Sometimes it will win and if you can’t handle that”, she pauses, aware that she’s about to offer him an exit once again, but she has to. He’s too pure compared to her. “Maybe the moments we shared so far were meant to be just that…moments.”

“Bullshit”, Sky all but growls. “You will not use this as an excuse to push me away.”

“I am not pushing you away!” Y/N’s voice breaks and she pinches the bridge of her nose. “I’ve done all I can to hold onto you and the person you want me to be, but I’m more than the girl you grew up with!”

“I’m well aware”, Sky runs a hand through his hair. No matter what he says, he can’t promise her he’s okay with what he saw her do. He loves her, but she scares the living shit out of him at times and he can’t explain it, but his heart tells him to stay. Being away from her doesn’t work, for either of them. He tried for a while, he really did and it made him miserable and her powers only got worse over time.

“I should go”, Y/N sniffles. “I have to get ready for the stupid banquet.”

“I’m your date”, Sky reminds her.

“Are you?” She raises her brows, “you can still walk away.”

“Stop offering me a way out, it really pisses me off.”

Rolling her eyes, she purses her lips. “Your’re masochist.”

“No”, Sky smiles. “Just really in love with one.”

“You’re in love with me?” She asks sheepishly, slowly coming closer to Sky.

“Wouldn’t say it if it wasn’t true.”

Smirking, she nods. “You seem very displeased with the fact.”

“Sometimes”, he admits. “Just a normal part of love, I guess.”

“Yeah?” She wraps her arms around his neck, standing on her tiptoes. “Well, I guess I’m in love with you too”, she tells him lightheartedly.

“You guess?” He raises his brows in amusement. “Only guess?”

“Yup!”

Chuckling, he shakes his head. “I’ll take that.”

Pecking his lips, she grins. “And I’ll take you as my date too.”

“You will”, Sky kisses her back. “What will you wear?”

“That’s a surprise”, she quips.

“But we’re supposed to coordinate. How am I to know what to wear?”

“I’m not Stella or Bloom. You can wear whatever you like.”

Eyes wide, Sky gulps. “Are you sure?”

“Your head will not roll if you show up in a different color scheme than me.”

“Promise?”

“Umm”, she takes a step back. “You’re a bit traumatized by them, aren’t you?”

“A bit”,

Y/N shakes her head. “Wear whatever you want, Sky. You’ll be handsome in anything.”

“What if I come naked?” He wiggles his brows.

A light blush adorns her cheeks as she picks up her bag, “Even better as far as I’m concerned!” Putting her clothes inside, she gives him a quick once over. “In fact, I’d prefer it.”

Sky chortles, his eyes glimmering as she winks at him. “You’re a flirt.”

“Gotta keep you on your toes”, she licks her lips before elaborating. “In a non-murderous way.”

“Ah, of course”, he frowns at the bag, “I wish you’d stay.”

“We’ll see each other soon enough”, she reminds him. “I’ll take a bath, get ready and be waiting for you to pick me up around five.”

“That’s almost seven hours from now”, Sky deadpans.

“Only seven?! I gotta run”, she exclaims before rushing to the door only to have Sky running after her.

Planting his hand firmly against the door, Sky ensures she’d have to stop and look back at him. The moment she does, his lips are on hers, plucking away any sanity she clings to.

“I have to go”, she whispers against his lips.

“So you keep saying, but you’re not moving.”

“You’re blocking the way”, she argues.

“We both know you could have moved me out of it if you wanted to”, he counters with a self-assured grin. “So what’s stopping you?”

Furrowing her brows, she inhales sharply. “Kissing you feels better than I expected.”

“Yeah?”

“Ugh, stop teasing me!” Pushing against his chest, she opens the door as he shrieks of laughter. Shaking her head, she takes a few steps away from the door before turning on her heel. With a quick touch of her lips upon his, the laughter dies.

Forcing herself to part with Sky, she exhales loudly before running away from a shell-shocked Sky for in a blink of an eye Y/N was gone, but her kiss lingered for the rest of the day and he was certain she used her magic to make it so.

Part 9

[slickchickchocolatier]

yeah i always imagined if yn was to get drunk it would be like her and hee decided to have a drinking game (like the ones with u either answer dirty questions or drink or something) in his room which probably ended up in some drunk sex

yeah, when i drafted y/n, she wasn't the type to get drunk like nearly at all. but i could tootally see her letting loose when it's just her and heethan in the room. idk, buuuuut....

ahemahem....mdni bc smut content is below the line....as usual.

popping into my head without really thinking about it, you would be sitting on the floor with our knees cradled up against your chest, arms resting around the shins, while he'd be laying in a very relaxed position (his typical position where he's on his back, hands underneath his head and ankles crossed) and he'd have a beer or be sipping on some korean liquor.

"Babe do you drink at all?" he'll ask you as he takes in another sip.

"Not really...just only a few times."

"mmmmm." he'd murmur out as he's taking another sip.

While you guys are talking and flirting (yes you guys still flirt even though youv'e been dating for months now) and as he takes another sip, he'll extend the bottle/drink to you, and you'd grab it and sip it.

if it was korean liquor, he'll chuckle at how cute you look when you slightly wince your face as you take in the harsh taste.

"oh my god...you like this? its' so strong." you'll note.

"Mmm...not so much the taste, i just like to get a buzz once in a while.

he's generally not a big drinker either, and if he does, most of the time he likes to do it in his own room, but not excessively....usually.

but when you both are sipping, laughing, joking, and flirting with one another. the way you're narrowing your eyes whenever you smile in his direction and bite your lip when youre laughing looks extra good to him when he's got the buzz going on.

and for you, the way he'd raise his brows as he's sipping on the bottle, in response to whenever you say something, and he'd eye you down as he gulps in his drink...while his hat is providing a subtle shadow over his eyes, not dark enough to where you can't see them but just enough to where you can really only make out the luster shine of his iris and the lining of his brows and eye shape. yeah...take a moment and imagine that for a second. this guy.........

yeah, the photos i referenced when drafting heethan's character and describing his features.

so just imagine him doing that, and then you both are getting there. you more so bc you're kind of a light weight since you dont drink too often, and so you start to get really playful, slur your laughs into an alluring and nearly a seductive tone as you reach up and you propl a bent elbow near his hip as he still lays on the bed, prop your hand up, and rest your hand on your palm, biting your pinky tip as you gaze at the stars through the window.

he'd go beserk and will sit up and practically lift you by your arms and sit you on his lap, facing him. he'd lean his back against the headboard and admire your face, your cheeks are just subtly pink from the alcohol content in your system. he'd admire you and then you'd stretch, taking advantage of you slightly leaning back, he'd place his hand on the center of your chest and gently push you back to where you're still straddling him, but your on your back, resting against the mattress as his legs surround you. he's still propped in a seated position. allow me to show you figure A.

except you'd be laying all the way back. You with me so far anon?

he'd slowly grind and thrust while leaning forward and kissing your chest. you'd arch your back and it would propel him to do more because....god damn you look so good to him. and quite frankly, drunk sex is very surprising bc he likes to take it SLOOOOOOOOW. slow but deep.....really deep. and he'll love that you're arching your back and will continue to do certain things to make you arch it even more, so your breasts are high in the sky, all for him to kiss and lick as he leans forward against you.

drunk sex with heethan is a-okay!

@iamliacamila and @nikstrange you all still good? yall need water? CPR?....Jesus?

[floyds-favorite-shrimp]

That's No Fun At All

Floyd Leech x Fem!Yuu

Word Count: 2252

Fluffy! Some super mild angst.\

More under cut!

“I’m sure that doing this will increase profits significantly.”

“Yes, I see what you mean.  And if we can apply this method to the kitchen staff, efficiency would skyrocket as well.” 

“Mmmmm.” Floyd moaned, his hands on Jade’s shoulders as he used his twin brother to prop himself up on his tip-toes. His mis-matched eyes scanned their surroundings. There were plenty of students out in the courtyard, but not the one he was specifically looking for. “Mmmmrrrrrghhhhh.” He whined, looking for a specific head of dark hair. 

“Floyd, is there something we can help you with?” Azul asked, as Jade simply smiled at his brother’s antics. “Would you care to share your opinion on our new business plan?” Azul pushed his glasses up a bit farther on his nose. 

“Where’s Shrimpyyyyyyyyyy?” Floyd asked no one in particular, continuing to use his height to scan the crowd.

“I’m afraid my brother has taken quite the liking to that prefect of Ramshackle dorm.” Jade said, while Floyd completely ignored the two of them. 

“That girl from another world?” Azul questioned, crossing his arms over his chest. His gray eyes scanned their surroundings, as if he’d be able to see something his two tall minions could not. “She seems rather plain to me.” He muttered, a slight hint of interest in his voice. After all, Floyd never put up with anything boring. If he was interested in her, there had to be a reason. If Azul could figure it out, perhaps there was a way for him to exploit it..

“No.” Came an unusually stern voice. Azul started slightly, looking up into Floyd’s gaze. A frown creased his features. “I know what you’re thinking, and she’s my toy. You can’t steal her.” He huffed.

Azul sighed. “Well, that’s more like you.” He muttered, but Floyd was already back to scouting the grounds. Azul and Jade made eye contact. Jade grinned as Azul simply shook his head. How long would this interest last? When would he get bored now?

“IT’S SHRIMPY!” Floyd suddenly screeched, taking off away from the other two. His long legs carried him across the courtyard in essentially no time at all. 

“Shrimpy! Shrimpy, Shrimpy, Shrimpy!” Floyd chanted as he crossed the way. Yuu looked up as she heard her nickname, smiling slightly at the genuine grin on Floyd’s face. It reminded her of a puppy. His sharp teeth were on full display as he slowed to a stop in front of her. 

Yuu looked up into his handsome face. His eyes were focused solely on her. There was something about the way she looked at him that intrigued him. He walked behind her, flinging his arms over her shoulders as he hung over her.

“Shrimpyyyy. We’re gonna go do something fun, right?” He asked her, his breath tickling her neck as he spoke. 

“Sure, but you have to wait until my classes are over.” She promised him, doing her best to ignore the tickling sensation that ran across her skin when he spoke. He sighed, causing a shiver to run down her spine. 

“But I don’t wanna wait.” He pouted. Yuu could imagine the sad eyes he was giving her, even if she couldn’t see them. “You only have one more class, right? Just skip it and hang out with me! No one cares about Magical History anyway.” 

“I have to try to keep my grades up.” Yuu told him, readjusting her position as best as she could with his weight on her. “And I’m pretty sure you have a class left today too.” 

“I don’t care about them.” Floyd said, standing up again so Yuu could turn to face him. “My grades are good enough, so skipping a class or two won’t hurt.” He crossed his arms over his chest.

“Well lucky you.” Yuu said, puffing up her cheeks. “My grades are not good. I have no idea about anything in this world. Even the math works differently.” She complained. Her smile vanished as her eyes moved to look down at the ground.

And Floyd didn’t like it. He didn’t like it one bit. He reached out, pinching both of her cheeks and causing her to look up at him with wide eyes. He tugged her soft cheeks upwards, in a twisted version of a smile.

“Vat ah oo doin” Yuu tried to say. She couldn’t tell if the look on his face was one of sadness or of annoyance. Maybe it was both.

“I don’t like it when my Shrimpy frowns.” He said. “That’s no fun at all.” He gave her cheeks another pinch before finally letting go. Yuu put a small smile back on her face, finding his clumsy concern endearing. 

“No fun?” Came another voice. Yuu and Floyd turned in the direction that it came from to see Jade and Azul walking towards them. “Is she no fun already? I knew you’d get bored eventually. Maybe now you can get back to work.” He shrugged, looking bored. Floyd furrowed his brows at his friend’s words. Bored? Of Shrimpy? He could never be bored of her. 

“Bored?” Yuu asked, staring at Azul. She knew that Floyd got bored easily. He was open about the fact that he liked constant entertainment. But for some reason, it had never occurred to her that he would be bored of her. Was that true? Was it too late to save their friendship? Maybe if she left him alone for a while, he wouldn’t be so bored of her. 

Floyd looked down at her as she bit her lip. It was clear that something Azul said didn’t sit right with her, and it was obvious to Floyd what it was. It seemed so silly to him. Shrimpy was one of the only people who always kept his attention, even when they weren’t doing anything. Any other time he’d normally be bored, he was always satisfied if she was there. He opened his mouth to tell Azul that he was wrong, but he never got the words out.

“Right, well,” Yuu said, her voice now uncharacteristically quiet. “I should get to class. I’ll see you guys later.” She waved half-heartedly, her long hair flowing as she turned on her heel and started to walk away. Floyd frowned after her, her shoulders were hunched over as she continued on her way.

“Azuuulllll.” Floyd whined, bending down to look Azul in the eye, his hands on his hips. “Why’d you have to scare her away?” He had his lips pressed into a thin line, his eyes taking on a more menacing look. 

“Haven’t you been associating with her every day?” Azul questioned, subconsciously taking a step closer to Jade. “I thought it safe to assume you were bored with her.” 

“I think you did it on purpose. So I’d focus more on the stupid Mostro Lounge.” Floyd said cooly, staring down his nose at Azul. “Y’know, if you want my attention so badly, I’m happy to give you a good squeeze.”

“That won’t be necessary.” Azul said nervously, grimacing as he remembered the last time he had pissed Floyd off and gotten squeezed. “I assure you that wasn’t my intention.” He said, waving his hand and hoping Floyd didn’t sense the lie. He sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose, partially out of annoyance and partially out of anxiety. “Just go find her after class and tell her, oh I don’t know, that you still find her entertaining?” Azul suggested in an attempt to keep Floyd’s temper at bay. 

“Perhaps don’t phrase it like that.” Jade suggested, his signature grin having not left his face during the entire conversation. 

“Hm.” Floyd hummed as he studied Azul with his icy gaze. “I guess since it’s your fault Shrimpy is mad at me, then you won’t complain if I don’t show up to work until she likes me again.” He huffed. He didn’t wait for Azul’s reply before he turned on his heel and started to walk away. 

“Well she’s in class, so you might as well go to your next class too!” Azul shouted after him. After all, as housewarden, if Floyd’s grades dropped, Azul would hear about it. Floyd ignored him as he continued to walk away.

“You put him in a bad mood.” Jade sighed. “I was quite serious when I said he has taken a liking to her. Enough so that this may be an awakening for him.”

“Great.” Azul muttered. “Now I have to budget to hire someone to pick up his slack.”

“Where. Is. Shrimpy.” Floyd asked himself as he walked through campus. It had been a few days since she left him, Jade and Azul standing in the courtyard and he hadn’t even caught so much as a glimpse of her since then. He grumbled to himself as he took long strides towards Ramshackle dorms. After all, desperate times call for desperate measures.

“I’ll have to give her an extra hard squeeze.” Floyd said. “Since she’s being so mean. Why haven’t I seen her anywhere? Shrimpy thinks she can get away with avoidin’ me.” He reached the front door to Ramshackle, pounding his fist on it. No one answered, but that wasn’t going to stop Floyd. Not today. He had been patient enough. He had waited long enough. 

Floyd grabbed the door handle, giving it a slight turn and the door to Ramshackle creaked open. He honestly doubted it even locked in the first place. Crowley didn’t seem to worry too much about her safety. 

Floyd walked into the common area of Ramshackle. The dorm was eerily quiet as the floors creaked and groaned as Floyd took each step. He sat down on the old couch, sinking into the unsupportive cushions. He took out his phone, looking through the texts that he had sent over the last few days, the majority of them to Yuu, and they remained unanswered. Floyd began to impatiently bounce his leg. 

It felt like forever, but eventually Floyd heard the front door open. He quickly wiggled his way out of the couch and stood next to the doorway that led into the common area. He made sure he was out of sight from anyone in the entryway and waited, ready to pounce. He could tell where she was since every floorboard in the house screamed under pressure. He could hear her getting closer and closer, and as she appeared through the doorway, He opened his arms wide, Yuu only seeing the movement from the corner of her eye before she was swept up in his arms, pressed so tightly against him that she could hear his heart as her head pressed against his chest. It took Yuu a moment to realize what she was pressed up against.

“Floyd?!” She questioned, trying to shift just enough to look at him, but the more she moved the harder he squeezed. “You’re crushing my ribs, please loosen up a little.” Yuu said, her voice strained. However, Floyd refused to loosen up at all.

“After you’ve been avoiding me for so long? I ain’t about to let you go, Shrimpy.” He said, his long arms had created an unbreakable obstacle. 

He felt the tension leave Yuu’s body. His arms loosened only slightly in response.

“Can you at least let go just enough for me to look at you?” She asked him. He hesitated for a moment, but eventually relented and loosed his arms enough for her to pull away a few inches, but contrary to her words she did not look up. She continued to rest her head on his chest.

And now that she was doing it voluntarily, Floyd suddenly didn’t know how to react. This was the first time that he could remember where squeezing wouldn’t solve his problems. He kept his arms around her shoulders, and felt her take a deep breath.

“Uh, Shrimpy?” Floyd questioned. 

“Well now that I have to say it all out loud, it’s embarrassing.” Yuu mumbled, trying to bury her face even farther into his jacket. Floyd sighed.

“Don’t tell me you were actually dumb enough to listen to Azul.” He said, rolling his eyes even though she couldn’t see it. She muttered something incoherent, but Floyd knew that it was a yes. “That takoyaki doesn’t know what he’s talking about. My Shrimpy is the only one who can keep me on my toes.”

Yuu finally looked up at him, the only reason their noses didn’t brush was because of the height difference between them. 

“And I pride myself on being able to keep my Shrimpy on her toes too.” He muttered quietly, gripping her chin lightly. “You better never listen to Azul again. I don’t wanna go that long without my-” Floyd cut himself off, rethinking his choice of words. “Without you.” He said hoarsely. 

Yuu’s bottom lip stuck out in a small pout, and Floyd’s gaze was drawn to it. He slowly leaned in, dropping his arms from her shoulders to her waist, giving her the room to lean back and avoid him, if that’s what she wanted to do.

But he really hoped that wasn’t what she wanted to do. As he drew closer, he watched as her eyes widened, and then fluttered shut, and he closed his own eyes as he gently pressed his lips against hers, cupping the back of her head as their lips moved together. He was careful to keep his sharp teeth in check. After all, she wasn’t ready for those.

Not Yet.

[cosmopoliturtle]

Can I just say I really love how just

So bizarre you made the Scarlet Paradox mon? Like I love the OG designs but your redesigns literally sent me over the hecking moon eSPECIALLY the Scream Tail and Flutter Mane because those are mah favs <3 They're designed so welllll like all the markings on Scream Tail and the long hair, and the draconic look on flutter mane with the bird legs it just MMMMM ITS-A TASTY 👌

Hope you keep up the good work!

AND REMEMBER TO TAKE BREAKS, DRINK WATER AND GO OUTSIDE, YOU'RE A VALID HUMAN BEING THAT DESERVES TO BE HAPPY /pos

Thank you so much! The Scarlet Paradox Pokemon really inspired me. I love prehistoric life and classy low-key body horror so they kinda just hit a vibe that really resonated with me. I doubt anyone else got that from them but the way they're like, more monstrous versions of Pokemon we know, really evoked that idea to me. Flutter Mane might be my favourite redesign of this gen. so far. 

It might not be intentional but I noticed that all the canon designs sort of have traits that relate them back to Koraidon (tails, jagged spikes or fangs, yellow eyes, some kind of feathered shape in their silhouette) and the idea that Koraidon is influencing their forms somehow or that prehistoric Pokemon are influenced by something to be like this I thought was really interesting. 

This is probably gonna sound super weird but it reminded me a lot of a concept in Elden Ring called the Crucible, which is supposed to be this primordial energy from where all life began. All the beings closest to the Crucible have enhanced strength and are usually growing things like horns, scales, tails, and wings, sometimes in great numbers and in a really grotesque fashion that seems completely random. In the lore it is said these features used to grow on humans in prehistory which I think is very metal. It was something that I feel really inspired when redesigning the Scarlet Paradox Pokemon, just the idea of this unmitigated wild growth. I feel like I'm the only weirdo on the planet that made that connection because my brain is too souls-pilled, and I don't think it was like, an intentional reference by GameFreak by any means, but I feel like there was a weird accidental concept overlap that I found really neat. 

I’m happy you enjoyed them and thank you for the very kind words! I'm doing my best and be kind to yourself as well! C:

[tulipsnflowers]

Okay! Let me actually ramble for once, alright:

Let's firstly see about Deena, in n3.

I don't this will happen but I'll go insane if I don't talk about it:(features data mined dialogue)

Okay so, first of all let's just say something

I'm about to say a lot of accusations, but unless proven otherwise by JV himself, I believe Deena does really care about her kid. She does!

Her actions of trying to be edgy n badass in n2 are just because of the guild and to not get too attached (she failed that almost immediately). But she does care. It's seen in some of her sprites she's still Deena.

And after you defeat Vados she actually smiles! To you! And just in general! She doesn't ever smile beforehand. She cares, okay?

.... Now let me go into detail about why I think she's gonna be evil in the future.

First of all. She's the whole reason this whole thing is still running. If she didn't go against Omnicron who knows if Ulzar would've stood a chance. If she didn't help n1 protag their nexomon would've turned on them(Omnicron himself even says that she's helping in the second fight!).

In n2 she and solus are the only reason things are remotely okay. And she then dies for it.

Like, if we're going down this path then in n3 she's going to like, actually die for this cause. Speaking of which, JV is even hinting Solus might be dead in n3! Which! Deena my god-

So, that might be a bit of a sore spot, but now let me do something I don't usually do, let me show you an unused piece of dialogue:

This was gotten while data mining in n2 and it is translated in all languages

This text file is called "deena_tenebrae" or something the like, I thought tenebrae is a name but it means darkness.

Meaning this is a dark screen interaction, and the text file before this just says "You feel a dark aura surrounding you... " or something so this checks out.

Now! Now this. Deena. Deena do I need to call your siblings. Deena-

Elephant in the room, not even I know who this bastard she's talking to is, it says so nowhere and before anyone says anything I highly doubt she'd call her brother "sir", especially her younger brother

Deena, I think, would maybe, I dunno, say something to the whole "[Playername] pawn" comment. Ya know, as I already discussed.

... On top of that you're telling me that after doing this whole song and dance with Omnicron she would turn around and be like "Ah yes. Let me serve someone again this can only go well"?? I think she learned a lesson??

... Also what's with all the 'sir' mentions Deena. Blink twice if you need help.

What I am trying to say is this, I dislike this. This is one of those "She would not say that" kind of moments.

One of my friends mentioned potential mind control before of this and I-

... We did say Omnicron can control all Nexomon so that already exists in the world. And with the theme of Abyssals quite literally being controlled by their master

.... Mmmmm

[spirking-and-smirking]

for the soft asks:

(you don’t have to do all of them, this one just had so many good asks)

3, 12, 13, 19, 29, 32, 38, 39

3.) If you could be anything or anyone who would you be?

Myself teehee mmmmm or maybe like modern day wonder woman

12.) Most attractive features of a person's face?

Eyes ^-^ and also freckles and smile

13.) Autumn or spring?

Autumn, I love the trees and the crunchy leaves, and it getting cooler. And it makes me think about a bunch of good fall memories. But I do really love spring. I like when it's so green before the summer makes everything dry out, and it's like 70 degrees, and all the flowers are blooming.

19.) Describe one of your favorite dreams

I dreamed of this little creek in the valley of the mountains. The ground was smooth and grassy, and it was by a little white house or church. And it was so still and peaceful. Also, that place exists, and I went there when I was like 3 and dreamed about it multiple times after. There's a picture of me standing in the creek standing on my dad's feet and holding his hands 🥹🥹

29.) What distant relative are you closest to?

Does my dad's cousin (so my 2nd cousin) count as distant? He's my dad's age. Awesome guy, we've gone camping with him many times and I've admired him since I was tiny.

32.) If you own any dresses, which is your favorite?

Oo! My favorite is my rust orange colored dress that is floor length and looks so princess-y. It spinds really pretty, and I wore it for my spring formal.

38.) What flower do you find most beautiful?

I love it when there's a whole bunch of wildflowers of different colors, and they look so pretty together. Also, stargazer lilies!!

39.) Favorite mug/cup

It used to be my 1960s orange and yellow mushroom mug, but I broke it. Now it's my Sakura Galaxy mug. It looks pretty much like this 👇 I want the cups and saucers one day

Also, honorary mention for my "best Dad ever" mug from my friend and my vintage morton salt girl mugs (I have two).