#i mean i dont mind at all dont get me wrong LMAO

[the-kipsabian]

im quite honestly very surprised that ive only ever once gotten a shitty message in regards of my love for kip, considering how indifferent and hostile the world seems towards him and in comparison how passionate i am about this stupid annoying british man

[dangerous-advantage]

(Image description below 'read more' line.)

[Image ID: A four-by-four alignment chart on a white background with text descriptions to the left and to the top of the squares.

The top left description reads, "seems like they'd be good at parenting." The top right description reads, "seems like they'd be bad at parenting."

Then, from the top down, to the left of the squares, the other set of descriptions reads: "excellent child rearing instincts," and "never trust them with a child in your life."

Each of the four squares contains an image of a different character. At the top left is an image of Lan Wangji of the Mo Dao Zu Shi donghua. He sits between the descriptors "seems like they'd be good at parenting," and "excellent child rearing instincts."

In the top right square sits an image of Wei Wuxian, also of the Mo Dao Zu Shi donghua. He sits between the junction of "seems like they'd be bad at parenting" and "excellent child rearing instincts."

In the bottom left square is an image of Xie Lian from the Tian Guan Ci Fu manhua. He occupies the square with the captions, "seems like they'd be good at parenting" and "never trust them with a child in your life."

Finally, in the bottom left square, sits an image of Hua Cheng from the Tian Guan Ci Fu manhua. He occupies the junction between "seems like they'd be bad at parenting" and "never trust them with a child in your life". /End ID]

[vampiremansionpoolboy-moved]

going insane over the fact that happiness and care and concern and love is underneath every interaction between newt and hermann in pacific rim

[widevibratobitch]

omw to play emotional support for my mom disguised as ✨fun family bonding time✨ for the rest of the week <3333 there's something so deeply wrong with me uwu teehee

[feline-evil]

Man i 'dread' the day my love of horror gets me some wack ass callout post written about me, because my instinctive need to be funny at all times WOULD kick in and i would be out here answering every "are you a cannibal irl 🤢" ask like 'YES and i think it is GOOD to do this and i am going to go out to the deli counter and BITE the people in line because i think Leatherface is REAL and MY FRIEND and he was RIGHT TO DO ALL THAT!'

the tumblr girlies would tear me APART (which is inherently problematic of them, dismemberment is NOT cool guys :( )

[lemons--lemons]

I only tell cis men DNI, am I cool to follow?

As long as you're aware of and are comfortable with the fact I'm just as male, then it's whatever to me👍

[snekdood]

ok so i watched the new avatar show (yes obviously thats what my post earlier was about, duh,i wanted to watch it before sharing my thoughts) and it was. iight.

[nimomo-mo]

vent

[q1ngqve]

hi!! same anon here you dont have to take this as a request bc i just wanted to get this out of my chest yandere or at least obssesive averatio where both overstim the hell out of reader (lowkey mindbreak if you're comfy about that??) after reader rejects their advances NOT OUT OF HATE or anything but bc their insecurities got the best of them and either thought the two were just messing w them or they have abandonment issues (i do not have the second one whatever do you mean i am not projecting do not percieve me) no offense to these two but they look like the ppl to mess w your heart n leave you to rot

mb some predator/prey (they both hunt you down after you avoid them both and as ratio wisely said "what do you do with a cornered prey? hunt it to death" AUGHAHSGA) aphrodisiacs, drugging, etc. anyways after that you best bet you'll be too dumb to ever think of something as stupid as that, and sure, yes ratio hates idiots but well..... you will be the only exception given how cute you look all fucked out and broken on their bed with their cocks deep inside you <3

SKLDJALSDJAL HELP i feel awfully embarrassed w writing this lmao scuse me while i bleach my head.

i am very sorry this took so long </3 i wrote this as a fic at first but i lost motivation so now it’s just in the form of brain rot :(

oh no :( poor reader with insecurities from your past relationships thinking every man out there is a liar, especially the two that gave their hearts to you :( running away from them is a smart move because we don’t trust men in this household!

but you forget how annoying they can be when it comes to getting what they want, and they want you (´▽｀) so don’t be surprised when you find yourself feeling scared out of your mind walking home alone and feeling like you’re being watched! or when you find certain luxury items randomly appearing in your room! or the slightest hint of their cologne when you wake up every morning! because you asked for this by running away 😵‍💫

this was supposed to be holiday for you — coming to penacony, but the headache and blurry room before you has you panicking! you best know that no one is coming to save you when you’re running through the reverie hotel like a lost bunny when you receive a letter saying they’ll have you tonight! and if you think you had any chance of escape, you’re so wrong 😖

oh, and don’t let them know that you’re afraid, it only spurs them on! hunting you down through the corridors of the hotel is so adrenaline inducing for them <3 running shouldn’t be so hard though, so why do you feel as if your legs are going to give out any second? oh right, the drink! they probably drugged it, seems like something they would do

an exasperated gasp leaves you when you finally let your body fall, eyes closing, preparing for impact. and the next thing you know you wake up, hands tied above you to the headboard, your body completely bare. you’d struggle with all your might, soft whines sounding at the back of your throat when you spot the two of them hiding in the shadows, staring down at you with those bright, lust-filled eyes

oh, you’re so dead

your body feels like it’s on fire, desperately needing release, needing someone to touch you, anyone. your voice betrays you as whimpers leave you when they stalk towards you, their burning gaze not helping with the burning sensation.

you really did think you could escape! so why’re you here, tied and unable to move? tears fall as you lock eyes with veritas ratio, your fight or flight kicking in when he reaches out to caress your cheek, wiping the tears away. laughter sounds from aventurine on the other side of the bed, you’re just so naive! all he wants to do is to love and break you until you’re a sobbing mess beneath him 😵‍💫 so don’t blame him when he kisses you, he just can’t help it anymore, not when you’re already shaking when all they did was drug your drink and reveal themselves to you after months of stalking :(

the aphrodisiac is making you incredibly sensitive to their touch, which is perfect for them because that would mean hearing your sweet cries of pleasure! you best prepare yourself though, because they’re not stopping until you’re about to pass out 🧎🏻‍♀️ they haven’t had you for months, nobody is going to stop them from worshipping you, not even yourself.

you’ll be so overstimulated by the end of the night that even just innocent touches can have you whining and trembling like a leaf (^^)

“you really think you can run from us?” — veritas ratio

“who you knew you were so filthy, hmm? you wanted us to hunt you down, didn’t you? dirty, dirty girl.” — veritas ratio

“missed you so much, pretty girl.” — aventurine

“stop? now why would we do that? you’re clearly enjoying this. look at you, making such a mess on my cock.” — aventurine

[mandalhoerian]

Shai! Shai! I've thought of another scenario for Leon😊 Altho being a new fan I've come to the conclusion that Leon is the type to believe he's not good enough for his partner, he believes they could do better then him. So imagine a Leon who has finally accepted he has feelings for you and works up the courage to confess only for you to turn the tables on him and say you dont feel good enough for him. I imagine he would be in disbelief? How would he react to his crush telling him "You're too good for me Leon."?

too good for me | leon kennedy x reader

pairing: leon kennedy x reader (unspecified gender) genre: fluff, miscommunication, the "endeared badass x normal person scared shitless of the endeared badass" trope. no spice, unfortunately. only good vibes and leon being head over heels smitten. enjoy! word count: 2.7K? It's short! notes: hi sarah! i am SO SORRY this has taken forever. you requested this one month ago! its been so hectic lately, i've been having health problems that required regular hospital visits and tests upon tests, but now that my surgery (yeah i know... yikes) is authorized i'm only waiting for them to call me for the date and have all the time in the world to get my rest and write. i'm also working on your other (wink wink) request! thank you so much for being patient with me. hope this is what you had in mind! i also added my touch and ideas to it lmao. happy reading!!

🌀 read on ao3!

“You’re too good for me,” is the hesitant, small answer you give him while avoiding eye contact and playing with your fingers in front of your office’s shared coffee maker Leon had made countless paperwork excuses to be able to simply stop by — to his question, that is, about why you wouldn’t go on a simple date with him. 

You puff out an awkward laugh to smooth things over as humorous but it’s forced and not at all sincere. 

It’s taken Leon a whole inner journey (Spain. Mostly the simultaneous trauma and catharsis of Spain) to get over himself to recognize what his heart truly wanted but was too pussy to look at before, yet here you two are. The lone angel in his life telling the failure Leon is that he’s too good? For you?

He simply stares, dumbly standing there, piping hot coffee that’s actually incompatible with his taste buds he insists he must do a detour to get from here simply because you often do, stiff and awkward in his hold, thinking he heard you wrong because he hasn’t gotten a good night’s rest — rest, not sleep — in forever since he came back from Spain. 

He’s been forcing himself to come to work just for a glimpse of you and your pretty face to recharge his battery, heal his soul a bit, let you be all that occupies his mind despite being laid off after that outrageous mission that resulted in the president’s unwanted favor and nightmares upon nightmares with only anxious yet soothing thoughts of you as the best bad out of the worst he’s had to face— and what is it that you said again?  

“You’re joking right?” Leon says, pride not knowing if it should be broken or not because he’s not sure to take this as a rejection, and it isn’t his intention for it to sound that harsh. He’s not some asshole who can’t take no for an answer, it’s your reasoning that has him downright jamming like a gun.

Leon has to remind himself to switch off work mode because now you look mousey as if he has a paw on your tail, shoulders pulled into yourself.  “Sorry!” He feels so bad, heart expanding within his ribcage and it aches, fuck, he just wanted to ask you out and all he’s doing is scaring you. “I’m sorry, you were kidding. I didn’t get it— I’m kinda slow and you sound flat sometimes, of course you weren’t serious, I’m—”

“No, I was serious.” His eyebrows furrow at yet another self-degradation from you. “It’s you who has to be kidding. What do you mean too good for you?”

You are at a loss of words, mouth opening but nothing coming out, and finally look him in the eye and all Leon wants to do is lean down and capture your mouth, he’s heavily distracted by you licking your lips and swallowing, the sighting of the tip of your pink tongue makes his shirt suddenly suffocating and tight. 

“I mean,” you begin tentatively, unaware of what’s going on in his head, vaguely gesturing to Leon. “Well… You’re you, I mean… And I’m. Me. Look at you and look at me. Why would you even…?”

“Hey,” Leon sets his mug on the counter, closing his eyes and pinching the insides with his thumb and pointer. The implications alone sent a zapping headache through his skull that he knows he has to rest to be able to unpack, especially when he’s finally decided on seriously pursuing you in spite of himself. Leon can’t let this remain unaddressed, for your sake and his sanity. “How about I wait for you after work today and we talk about this somewhere else?” He’s squinting. “In detail.”

“We don’t really need to—”

“We do.” Leon wants you to see he’s serious about this — about you. “Because I see something here that I want to pursue and we can’t have any misunderstandings. Would appreciate it if you at least give me the chance to clear the air.”

“P-pursue?” You swallow and Leon’s mind wanders again. “Clear the air you say…”

He breathes in. “Can you give me your phone?”

You slap it into his palm almost immediately, the speed with which you obey him without asking him any questions surprises him. He wants to scold if you’re willing to hand over your mobile to any guy who asks, but supposes it’s not his place — is frustrated this is what it takes to get him annoyed, as well. He isn’t some young adult. Weirdly, you make him feel like one.  

He’s punching his own number in, despite the conflicting feelings, finally feeling like this is getting somewhere and he’s doing it when you start talking again, nervous. “You can uh, clear the air… right here… without taking me to a secondary location…” 

His eyes flick up to yours in confusion and you look to the right immediately, and back to him. To the right. Back to him. It’s somehow comedic, because why do you look like you’re cornered by some bad guy? 

You really look like you want to be anywhere else than here, Leon’s fucking this up and he doesn’t even know what he’s doing wrong. Was he going too fast? Should he have told you his number and let you save it instead? 

You’re mumbling, nervousness clear as day for reasons he can’t fathom, he hears you, but he doesn’t really understand. 

“What? What's wrong?" Leon asks, his voice laced with genuine concern. He takes a step closer, wanting to bridge the gap between you and alleviate whatever discomfort you were experiencing. "You seem... uneasy. Did I do something wrong?"

Your eyes meet his briefly, then quickly shift away again, as if you are struggling to find the right words. 

Leon's heart sinks. His intention wasn’t to make you feel nervous or pressured, especially when he is genuinely trying to connect with you — then, in a brilliant moment of heart-stopping realization, the fact that you might just not be interested slaps him in the face and he’s…

Well. Wouldn’t that be the reality? 

Leon is… He isn’t exactly the ideal man. Not with what he does, and how his life is. He’s aware of that. Have been running from forming connections because of what he knows will end up happening because of that. He can’t get attached and keep losing people — can’t keep getting hurt in the vicious cycle to prevent everyone from getting hurt. It’s been the bane of his existence ever since STRATCOM plucked him off straight from Raccoon City. Even if you work in the same field as him, just different offices, who is to say it will work out anyway? 

He’s getting ahead of himself. You might not like him at all in the first place. Jesus. 

Maybe you see him for what he is. Maybe you think he’s not  —- the effort’s not worth it, and you wouldn’t exactly be wrong in thinking so. You could be wanting something else in life that he only has the desire to give you, and not the promise. He wouldn’t blame you, hell, who would blame someone for being their own person with their thoughts, wishes, wants and goals in life? 

You’re too good for me, really, is his line. It has been right from the beginning, his excuse in running away from his undeniable, frightening attraction to you.

"No, it's not you," you finally managed to articulate, prompting Leon to release the breath he was holding, your voice shaky, playing with your fingers. "I just... I feel a bit overwhelmed. This is all happening so fast, and I never expected..."

Leon nods, his expression softening as he realizes the weight of the situation. He hasn’t fully considered how his sudden confession and determination to pursue you might have caught you off guard. He has been so focused on his own feelings that he hasn’t taken into account your own thoughts and emotions.

"I understand," he replies, voice gentle and reassuring. "I didn't mean to overwhelm you. I just... I couldn't keep my feelings to myself anymore. But please know that I don't expect an immediate answer or any commitment from you. I just… Well. I just wanted to tell you. See where this goes. Or, maybe, if that’s not the case… Get rejected for good so I can move on, you know?"

You laugh a little and it’s genuine — you have no idea how it turns Leon’s heart into putty right where it hangs between two lungs. “Do you really mean all of that?”

“Of course,” he says, offended the tiniest bit. “Why do you think I would joke about something like this?”

“It’s not about you joking, really…” You’re uncomfortable again, hesitating to tell him something. 

“Hey, you can tell me.”

“Can you promise you won’t get mad?”

“What am I, your father?” He snorts. “Come on, tell me.” 

You brace yourself for it and he doesn’t understand why until you say it. “You, um… You’re kinda scary.”

He blinks. “Sorry?”

“Sorry!” You raise your hands up in panic. “I don’t really mean it like that, not to insult you or anything, it’s actually admirable, I’m just saying! Discipline, work ethic, unmatched field performance! You’re very… Very, uh… Intimidating, yeah, that’s the word…? I mean, like… You, uh, you’re famous, you know, we all know your work, you’re very hard working, working hard, very hard work — uh, um… So it’s…”

“I scare you?” Leon swears he felt his eyes get bigger the faster you kept on vomiting words. “You think I would hurt you?” 

“No!” You reject strongly, waving a nervous hand at him. Silence befalls later, which you follow awkwardly with a silent, guilty. “Maybe,” after clearing your throat. 

 He had always strived to be a protector, but he hadn't realized that his image and reputation — what it had become after Spain — could have such an effect on someone he cares about. 

"I never meant to scare you," he says softly, his voice filled with genuine remorse, he puts the coffee mug on the counter and leans his hip on it, shoulders sagging a bit as he crosses his arms. The thought of you only feeling intimidation about him leaves a bitter taste worse than the coffee does. "I guess... I've always been so focused on work, on the dangers just around the corner — I’m aware how it might affect my relationships in the long run so I never attempted to form any at all, but I never realized how it might affect how people see me in the first place. I never wanted to make you, of all people, feel this way. I could never hurt you. Never."

“I didn’t want to imply you’re a guy who’d intentionally hurt someone—”

“Don’t worry about it,” he sighs, ruffling his hair to get rid of the awkwardness. “So I’ve just been bugging you this whole time, huh? Jesus. I’m so sorry.”

“No! No, don’t say that, you’re amazing! You’re like a hero around here…”

“Around here doesn’t mean shit,” he replies curtly, and regrets cursing like that in front of you immediately. It’s unbecoming of him — and doesn’t help his image in your eyes at all. He’s getting frustrated. His tone lowers into a softer, more disappointed, heartfelt one. “I only care about how you think of me.” 

“Well, you’re amazing,” you say again, bashfully this time, and it prompts him to look at you. There’s something shy about you now that has him standing taller in anticipation, wondering if it’s him reading this wrong or not. “It’s pretty well-known if you didn’t know.”

“I don’t know,” he prods, idiot heart fluttering at the way you’re flustered. “What do you think? Besides intimidating, I mean. Not reporting on the local gossip this time, if you don’t mind.”

“You seem like a nice guy,” you settle. The middle ground. “I’ve seen you with the president’s daughter.”

Leon's expression softens at your words, a mixture of relief and gratitude washing over him. He takes a deep breath, trying to let go of the tension that had built up within him. The mention brings a slight smile to his face, memories of Ashley flooding his mind, a fondness evident in his eyes. "Ah, Ashley. Yeah, that was quite the adventure. Though what can you be other than a nice guy when your mission is the president’s daughter?"

“I know a couple people who’d treat her like a package to be delivered. You prioritized her wellbeing more than anything.”

“What else was I supposed to prioritize?”

“You know what I mean. Emotional wellbeing. I’ve read your initial report and her statement. You cared about her.” A smile tugs at your lips, he can tell you’re a bit more comfortable now. "Especially during what you’ve been through. It's impressive how you handle yourself in those situations."

He shrugs modestly, a hint of pride shining in his eyes. You respect him. "I guess you could say it comes with the job. But it's not all action and danger, you know. There's more to me than just being a government agent."

Your curiosity piques, and you tilt your head, prompting him to continue. "Tell me more. What's Leon Kennedy like outside of work and missions?"

It catches him off guard that you want to know more and take the first step. You could have just rejected him. His heart picks up, chest expanding in excitement, he’s glad for the opportunity to share a glimpse of his life beyond the chaos of his work — he’s normally not eager to share pieces of his life like this, but… He’d give it to you on a silver platter, whether it'd lure you in or not. That’s how Leon knows he wants this with you so bad. “I wanna lie to woo you but… Would it be too unattractive to tell I really don’t have a life outside of work? I’m still trying to find some balance in my life. The upper echelon guys are pretty ruthless and demanding. I guess it means I can say I’m into traveling?”

“Is this the cool guy way of saying you’re an introvert these days?”

The unexpectedness of it is what gets him to throw his head back to laugh, and he catches you staring, scrambling to rub his face to get rid of it and regain some composure. “Yeah,” he breathes. “Pretty much.”

“Well,” you gesture at him, there’s a vague pink hue dusting your cheeks. “What are you into, then?”

God, he can’t stop, “Other than you?” from escaping his dumb mouth. He shouldn’t have said it. It’s too corny. So uncalled for. Your mouth hangs open and he wishes he could rewind the tape to take it back and choose some other option. “Say… What about we continue this discussion after work? I know a good coffee place. Let me make it up to you for invading your lunch time. I’ll tell you all about me, what do you say?”

You look at the clock on the wall, he knows you didn’t get to have anything because he decided to turn up and serenade you with unwanted attention, it’s two birds with one stone for him if you decide to accept — he wouldn’t have asked if he didn’t see a perfect moment to seize the chance. 

“Coffee sounds perfect,” you nod, with no pressure from him, and it lifts a great weight off his shoulders. “Would it be okay if I eat something too?”

Why are you so adorable? You don’t know that you own the power to get Leon to have your superiors let you go for the day, but he can’t get too excited right now. “Say the word and it becomes a dinner date.”

It gets you flustered again, you don’t know where to put your hands, and he’s so happy about it. “It’s a weekday… That’d be a bit exhausting…”

“Okay. Coffee date it is.”

He’s noticing you like the cheeky confidence, and it makes sense, considering the intensity had you intimidated. “Thank you,” you say. “I’d like that.”

“Believe me,” Leon can’t stop the grin from overtaking his expression. “My pleasure. You’re honestly too good for me.”

There’s the sudden urge to kiss you when vulnerability and shyness lights up your whole face, but he’ll take it slow. He has to take it slow. For himself. 

[hijackalx]

GORTASH NSFW ALPHABET

A = Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

hmm honestly feel like it depends on if hes feeling u or not. if he was just trying to catch a nut hes rude af. like before he leaves he'll throw a wet rag at u. and he used cold water to get it wet 🥲 BUTTTT if he really does like u i think he'll prolly run a bath for u both or something. i can see him washing ur hair/body for u 🥺

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner's)

his chest duhhh lol thats why he walks around with his titties out. i think hes got a really good upper body in general. like shoulders/arms/chest. and i feel like hes an ass man. yes that means all booties ALL. he likes to spank, bite, and leave marks all over it. omggg the type to smack or pinch ur ass in public LMAO

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

yall already know im a firm believer that this man cums bucketfuls. he'll have u sitting there like "damn why is it still going" LMFAO almost exclusively wants to cum inside. to the point to where its hard to convince him not to. he wants to breed u sooo bad 😭😭

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

*NONCON MENTION* it gets him concerningly hard when u tell him no but let him do it anyway. like i dont think he would ever AGGRESSIVELY force u to do anything hence the "let him", but something about being able to change ur mind/overpower u does something to him *NONCON MENTION OVER*

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

well. i think hes an expert when it comes to pleasing himself (which is typically thru penetration, so for my AFABs if yall can finish vaginally just know he do be laying pipe 🤤) but he didnt really grow up caring about his sexual partners much lol. i do think he wants to please you though, like badly. thats the only reason hes willing to let u offer some guidance when it comes to giving oral/fingering u.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

mating press yall. like when he hooks ur legs over his shoulders and basically folds u like a lawn chair lol. also likes doggy though so he can pull ur hair and leave welts on ur ass lol.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

hes wayyyy too intense to be goofy at any moment while u guys are fuckin LMAO. like this man loves sex and gives his ALL. he puts his mf game face on and locks IN baby 😹😹

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

YESSSSSS !!!!! YES !!!!! this man is SO hairy EVERYWHERE !!!! the same texture as the hair on his head. im about to faint yall catch me

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

uhh. i can see him being kind of romantic on special occasions. but like i said hes pretty intense usually and to me that doesnt leave much room for romance lol. especially since he can be so mean too

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

yeah. like all the time. hes a hornball so if ur not around as an alternative he WILL be jizzing into his hand. omfg if yall are like, ever distanced from each other he will want to send nasty ass letters back and forth to keep him satisfied until u get back LMAO god forbid they ever end up at the wrong place

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

his office. will fuck on every surface and up against every wall. everyone else is afraid to touch anything in there 😭

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

he likes when u seem weaker than him, either in the sense that he has a physical or mental advantage over u. dont let anyone else treat u like that tho or he'll think ur a pussy lol

N = No (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

^^ as i mentioned letting other ppl have the same power over u as he does is a turn off. so if ur like me u got to grow a backbone or get the boot 🥾🤾‍♀️ 😭😭  anyway. i dont think he'll be willing to do anything that makes him feel "lesser" or more submissive. i mean u could probably trick him into doing it if u make him think its his idea or something LMAO

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

i genuinely think he eventually gains an affinity for giving ??? he likes the sounds u make and the way u pull his hair. so yeah, gives lots of kisses and will mutter a lot of praises while down there too. dont get me wrong though u better be giving back too 😹😹

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

rough as fuckkkk bro. doesnt ever like to be gentle. sex just brings out a lot of aggression in him. u will be sore and bruised after. if u convince him to chill out he'll be a pouty baby about it

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

anywhere and everywhere possible. i dont think its a goal of his to be seen by others while doing it but i also dont think he cares so that doesnt really stop him

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

he'll try to get u to do all kinds of fucked up shit. including shit that is probably lowkey dangerous 😹😹 hes pretty sadistic so get ready gurl

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

15-20 mins max shawty lmao sorry 😹😹 and since he wants to act like a wild ape ur prolly not getting a round 2 since he wore himself out. but if u didnt get off in time he'll use his hand to help u finish even if hes sleepy 😴

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

will tease u at random times throughout the day by saying some absolutely horrendous shit in ur ear while ur in public and then acting like nothing happened. but usually doesnt want to waste much time before the act, so he might tease just enough to get u ready. nothing more though

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

heavy grunter and breather. will only moan occasionally if its really hitting right 😹😹 if u do get him to moan i can see it being decently loud. its like a reward

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

very high libido man........ prepare ur hole 🪦

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

sometimes he can stay awake long enough for aftercare but other times itll have to come after a power nap 😭 youll be like "bae how was it" and turn around to see him completely unconscious. snoring and everythang

[softbeanofexistentialcrisis]

things from the new asides ep that i dont see more of us talking about and im Insane over:

- Logan being the one to initiate this year's secret santa. why. /pos

- the implication that Remus and Janus have never been invited to one of these before

- "he's just chilling" "im chilling" "should we turn the heat up?!"

- "OH 𝓭𝓪𝓭𝓭𝔂" *chorus of acute disgust*

- Janus being brutally honest about the airfryer

- okay but mr fuzzy is incredibly cute. tell me im wrong.

- Logan: "is that all i am to you? the reading guy?" oh boy surely this isn't a statement for how he views himself now is it

- okay i know people DO talk about this but Remus's "does it make you want to scream" lives rent free in my head

- "this whole activity is to serve a higher purpose anyway" chat what does he mean i actually cannot tell what does this mean

- logan giving roman 20 dollars is so painfully logan i fully had to pause the video to stare at the wall for a minute over it. literally everyone behind tss are so fucking smart.

- LMAO VIRGIL GETTING ANGRY AT JANUS PISSING AT ROMAN prinxiety nation i know you're here in this room today

- also unrelated but all of patton's tiny gift wrappings are so pretty. where do you shop thomas

- he really replaced his entire gift. to give janus what he deserved. fucking hell roman stop being so valiant for one fucking minute /pos

- YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO ADD THE BEGRUDGINGLY BOY DAMN

- this is probably just me but come on can we stop giving patton just simple cards. like ik he likes them and he probably doesn't mind but come on its too easy.

- LOGAN MY BABY BOY. MY BEAUTIFUL WONDERFUL CHILD MY ABSOLUTE FIRST BORN he's so happy im honna gry

- "good luck detective, you're gonna need it 😈" "oh virgil 😦" they're so dramatic why are they like this

- Janus being responsible for Thomas' poker face and he's not doing a great job at it

- LOGAN BEING THE ONE TO SAY "dont overthink it" LIKE THE. LIKE THE IMPLICATIONS. IM SO NORMALM

- NICO TIME god everyone's so pretty

- hmm i. i wonder what the message is. i wonder what the message is that we're supposed to getting from here. hnm.

[sunnyfucks]

can i request a fic? seducing innocent sunoo smut fem reader please

ofc you can. requests are always open with me <3 thankyou anon! i hope you’d like this hahshahsjs // ps. i really enjoyed writing this. im sorry it took so long im currently having a vacation kahshahs.

“IM ALL YOURS ! ” innocent stuco president sunoo x stuco vice president fem reader.

cw : friends to lovers (i got carried away lol this is so good), SMUT, suggestive, making out, marking, reader seducing sunoo and him being desperate, poor sunoo lol, grinding, reader’s “just the tip” agenda and oh no it failed lmao. reader cursing.

“do you know how to kiss?” you confidently asked. sunoo, your student council president bestfriend looked up and met your eyes... your eyes that is obviously scanning his lips. “no i dont, why would you ask that?” he responded before going back to his laptop’s screen. “and why do you even have time to think of that? we’re literally rushing files” you shrugged and tapped your pen on your desk, trying to get sunoo’s attention more knowing he hates when you’re making those noises everytime he’s working as a “stuco president”

and ofcourse, you did gain his attention. sunoo quickly looked at you with his most fox-like stare ever and you immediately bursted out laughing. “what’s wrong, noo? you look so intense” you joked. sunoo brushed his hair back and exhaled, “what’s wrong? you seem out of it today. you’re usually the one rushing through files but now you seem like you don’t care at all” sunoo was looking straight at your eyes to find answers on his own, but it only showed how naughty you’re being.

“well, tbh im not really in the mood to do all this. we’re at my room, what do you expect? ofcourse i’d feel sleepy and all that stuff” you excused. sunoo brushed his hair back once again, “but we’ve always done stuco duties here? what’s up with you?” he irritatedly said. a smirk crept up your lips and leaned forward on the table.

“hmmm, then what do you say about chilling with me for the mean time? i’ll do all this in an instant tonight.” you suggested. safe to say you saw a glimpse of spark pass through sunoo’s eyes. well, if there’s one person who feels really tired inside your room, its most probably sunoo. “come on pres, aren’t you tired? you’ve been working so hard slack it off” you insisted as you stood up infront of sunoo, with your hands placed around your hips. “are you sure you can finish all this tonight?” he looks at you under his lashes, you could only smile and nod. “come on, noo!” sunoo sighed for the last time before shutting both yours and his laptops down. you smiled and pulled him up and immediately and jokingly pushed him on your bed. not that he minded tho, you’ve always done unquestionable things whenever you feel goofy or excited.

“hmm? what should i play?” you mumble as you scan through your spotify playlist. sunoo only watches as he finds his fingers trailing his hair again. he doesn’t know but he just think it calms him down whenever he does the action. after doing so, he laid his head back and this is what he hates the most inside your room.. your pillows. it feels so soft and it smells so much like you, it doesn’t help that he really finds your smell attractive.

“what’s your perfume? i really like the smell” you turned your head back at sunoo only to find his eyes closed shut. you smiled and started walking up to him as soon as you played the song you’ve been meaning to play since the moment sunoo came inside your room ...or even since last night when you kept on thinking about how to seduce your bestfriend.

song recommendation : click

“hmm? you wanna smell?” you teased and jumped on the bed. sunoo hissed when your bed jiggled, “why are you so excited today?” he asked. you only giggled and placed your head under your pillow. as silence filled your room, he can’t help but watch your room closely. he’d been here a dozen times but this is probably the first time he noticed how your room looks very minimalistic. sunoo kept looking around until his eyes noticed your ass. he was laying against his back and you were laying against your front, giving him the most pretty view of it. a smirk unknowingly crept up your lips when you felt a hand putting a blanket over your waist, it just gave you a hundred more reasons to continue seducing sunoo.

you turned around and sunoo met your eyes. “what?” he asked and its now your turn to hiss. “vampires, real or myth?” you asked. sunoo’s eyebrows forrowed and he tried hard to keep his laugh to himself, “tell me you’re using tiktok way too much without telling me you’re using tiktok way too much” he ended up laughing after that.

as sunoo kept on throwing his head back due to laughing so much, you sat up and started unbottoning your blouse. halfway through it, you definitely gained his attention as he stopped laughing and immediately covered his eyes when he realized you’re being serious with taking it off. “what the hell are you doing?” he questions, panicking. you on the other hand feels enjoyment with how he’s reacting. “come on, sun.. vampires, real or myth?”

“you’re still going on for that?!” he answers, with his big hands still covering his face. sunoo’s cheeks are bright flushed as well as his ears, making you chuckle and he only let out a snicker. “didn’t you say you love watching twilight? you even said its not rated 18 so why are you acting like this? im only asking about vampires...” you say, trying to sound innocent. “but you’re stripping!”

sunoo heard the loudest silence he could ever hear, thus he slowly slid his fingers away from his eyes. he saw you sitting infront of him with your blouse opened but it didn’t reveal anything from you. but lets say, the sudden drop of sunoo’s intense shoulder didn’t go unnoticed by you. “w- what are you doing?” he stutters. you shrugged and gave him the best view of your neck. “you told me i smell nice. come, smell me.” you answers. sunoo shaked his head in confusion, “what? then why did you have to even undo your blouse and ask me if vampires are-”

“id appreciate if you’d keep your pretty mouth shut, pres” you said before shutting sunoo off by pulling his face close to your neck. sunoo felt his lips subtly touch your neck at the sudden action, and he felt amazingly good the moment your perfume tickled his nose. “wow, you smell really good” sunoo compliments as he snuggles more closely to your neck. it felt like he suddenly forgot the distance or border you guys should have.

sunoo felt butterflies errupt inside his stomach when he felt your fingers playing with his hair. “your hair smells good sun” he looked up and stared right in your eyes. “you smell so good” he compliments back. he doesn’t care if he’d sound like a robot in repeat, there’s this warm fuzzy feelings errupting inside him and he can’t seem to handle it well.

silence filled the room once again, both you and sunoo realizing the position you’re currently in. you, sitting straight up while sunoo’s infront looking up at you, giving you the perfect and most ethereal view of his long black lashes, brown honey fox-like eyes, and plump lips. not to mention he has the habit of pouting his lips thus it made his lips look more inviting. “you really are a pretty one, aren’t you?” sunoo smiled as he feels the warmth of your fingers trailing on his neck, “your pretty boy” he says before closing his eyes to meet your lips.

sunoo felt awkward and shy because of how much the realization that he doesn’t know how to kiss slapped him, but you already has your lips on his and he doesn’t want to waste this moment just to say his concerns. you, on the other hand, felt sunoo stiffened under your touch and the kiss feels incredibly wrong. sunoo not only seem clueless with what he’s doing but he also seem like he’s holding himself back way too much, so you gripped his neck tighter and pulled him closer to you. he then felt your hand moving upwards through his hair and felt how you guided his head to the side.

you broke the kiss and the sound of his lips against you made you feel hotter than ever. you two haven’t maked out perfectly yet but sunoo’s lips already looks so red, wet, and puffy. “damn fuck your lips looks so good” you said, getting distracted at the sight. sunoo smiled and his whiskers appeared. “and we have to use that to perfect use, okay?” you raised a brow and he nodded. sunoo’s cheeks later on was filled with a bright red tint.

“it seems like you’re holding yourself way too much, that’s why the kiss isn’t moving pace at all. what’s holding you back?” you honestly questions, sunoo brushed his hair back in shyness and avoided eye contact. “this is the first time i’ve kissed someone, i don’t know what to do and what to not” he answers shyly. you then smiled and held his neck once again, making sunoo look at your eyes. “don’t hold back sun, okay? its okay, i’ll guide you”

you didn’t waste any second as you found yourself smashing his lips on yours the moment he nodded. you didn’t hold back and gave the best make out you could ever give, and it did help sunoo gain confidence as he started swirling his tongue inside your mouth. “enjoying?” you tease and sunoo only humms in response while watching you with half-lidded eyes bitting his bottom lip.

sunoo leaned in desperately and hurriedly captures your lips and this time, he does not only humms but also moans in the kiss. he feels shy and embarrassed but he can’t stop himself from letting all the lewd noises out, not when you’re giving him so much love and attention. “you’re so cute~” he whines at your sudden compliment. he can’t understand but he feels so small and fragile and he totally likes it. sunoo gave the hottest moan when he felt your lips sucking on his skin, there’s this sting of pain coming from it, but the sound of your lips plopping against his neck gave him so much wetness under his pants.

when he can’t handle it anymore, he found his hand pulling you close to his and licked your earlobes. he kept on panting and the hotness of his breath made your skin shiver. “what’s happening, sun?” you asked when you noticed how he kept on whining. and he himself can’t answer that cause even him doesn’t know why he keeps squirming.

with both of your lips swollen from the previous act of intimacy and some evident light red marks on his skin, sunoo muttered, “v- vampires... real” while eyeing your slightly exposed chest. you forrowed your eyebrows and was about to burst out laughing when sunoo jumped making you lay your back down as he hovers on top of you, and with his lips dangerously close to your collarbones. “i don’t know how to do this” he said, looking down at you while breathing heavily, “but i want to suck your skin so bad”

a success smirk laced through your face. sunoo breathes heavily once again, panting while basically hovering above you. he looks like he’s about to cry out of frustration and desperation, so you slowly slid your fingers around the back of his neck and guided him to your sweet spot. “place your lips on my skin, kiss it like how you did earlier, sip it then bite it playfully, not much but enough to leave redness.” you instruct. sunoo kept whining above you and its giving you more ego boost. “come on, sun.. do it”

a moan slip pass your mouth the moment sunoo attached his lip on your skin. it was messy and sloppy, sunoo kept on whining as he grinds himself down on you while he bites and suck on your skin. “i can’t do this anymore, why is this so good?” he said, shaking. you opened your eyes and watched how sunoo squirms above you. he kept bucking his hips forward to get some friction to somehow make him feel good. “ah i can’t do this i can’t do this i can’t do this” he squirms. you then held sunoo’s waist to help him get a steady pace.

even tho you did seduce sunoo, you never thought it’d reach this level. you never thought you’d watch as he shakes above you, as he desperately grinds himself for his own ease, as he kept whining and whining looking all fragile and vulnerable.. sunoo has never acted this way, and getting to see this new side of him, your shoulders’s definitely up high.

“i- i want to do it” you heard sunoo suddenly mumbles. you raised your eyebrow while still helping him grind above you, “i.. i really want to do i want to do it i want to do it... i want to do it” he repeatedly whines. your stomach tightened at the sight infront of you. you just made the most reserved student council president a big wreck of a mess. after the realization, you held sunoo’s hips tighter and used it to support yourself to get up. sunoo kind of stopped grinding himself and watched you sit up while still having him on your lap. he definitely looks like a baby you forever want to tease and take care of.

sunoo closed his eyes and you left a peck near his temples, “you really want to?” you questions and he nodded way too fast. you chuckled and nodded back. “please teach me how.. i don’t know what to do and i want you to feel-” he stopped midway and avoided your gaze. “hmm? feel?” you tease. “sun?” you call. he sighed and said, “feel good. i want to make you feel good”

“okay, but you’d listen well, okay?”

you’re now laying on your back with sunoo standing on the edge of your bed, holding both of your thighs wide open. “please rub your tip along my folds, sun. you can spread my wetness so it wouldn’t be too hard for you to enter” you instruct. sunoo breathed and started rubbing his tip to your folds.

moans from you and sunoo enveloped your room. thank goodness no one’s home, cause whoever may walk pass your room would immediately know what kind of “stuco studies” you and sunoo had been doing for the pass hours. “t- this feels so good, what am i going to do next?” he said, shakiness laced through his sentences. “push your tip in” you mumbled under your breath.

sunoo squirms once again when he felt his tip go in, he was never expecting having sex could feel this good. halfway through it, when he was about to push everything in, you held his hand and stopped him from moving. “don’t push everything in, just use your tip”

sunoo’s innocent when it comes to stuffs like these, he doesn’t know alot of things but he’s definitely not oblivious. he knows what you’re doing and he’s not one bit satisfied nor happy by it. “don’t do this to me” he pleaded. “yah don’t do this...” you giggled and slightly sat up, using your elbows to support yourself, “be a good boy and listen to me. use your tip only and nothing else” sunoo whined, but since he desperately needs some sort of friction and ease, he stood by doing what you instructed him to do. so he started going in and out with only his tip. it does makes him feel good and so are you, but it feels not enough for sunoo and he’s craving for more.

you bit your bottom lip to prevent a smile from forming on your lips. you have your eyes closed shut as sunoo’s desperate whiny moans rings through your ears. “please, please i can’t do this anymore” he pleaded once again, thrusting his hips slowly to prevent himself from going all in. “please, i really can’t do this anymore”

listening to sunoo’s whiny moans continued for some time, you disregarded his every pleads and only thought of your own enjoyment. you heard sunoo sighed deeply and before you know it, he’s now holding you on your hips tightly. sunoo pulled you closer to him and you were so startled by the sudden aggressive move he showed you had to actually open your eyes and look at him confusingly. “what the fuck are you doing sun-”

“please..” he breathes, “please let me have you first. you can do whatever you want after, im all yours..” was the last thing sunoo said before pushing everything in all at once and thrusting rougher than ever.

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taglist : @flowersforjongseong @sunoodunoo @sunoouz @sunttori @unh0ly-dr3am3r @bloei 🦋

© sunny fucks, 2022. not proofread.

[writingunderthewillow]

Hey, I hope you are doing well! If it's okay, I'd like to request headcanons of Charlie, Vaggie, Angel Dust, Alastor and Lucifer with a Reader whose birthday is today (platonic)

(Today is my bday lmao)

Thank you in advance (also you dont have to write it today, im content with waiting a while. If u dont want to write it, thats fine too)

Hello! Of course, I can. Happy (belated) birthday. Hope you enjoy ☺️ (Also thanks to my mootie and irl friend Noemi for helping me with my first request)

Joyous Birthday to You!

Prompt: Platonic!Birthday headcanons with Angel Dust, Charlie, Vaggie, Lucifer, Alastor

Warnings: None(?)

Charlie

Despite being the princess of Hell, we all know Charlie is the biggest ball of sunshine on her side of the Pentagram! So y’know what that means…

A massive cake, silly and messy (but full of love) homemade party decorations, and party hats that nobody really wants to wear.

It feels like Christmas Day with the amount of presents you received from her alone, not mention the rest of the hotel staff

She really wants it be perfect for you, especially considering how special you are to her, so if there are a few bumps along the way, it can get to her, just give your favorite princess some reassurance and a “thank you” and she’ll be fine (:

Vaggie

Vaggie would do something on the larger scale, but she also doesn’t want to bombard you, so she settles for more of a happy medium.

She’ll decorate your room in the hotel while your out, nothing to big, but it’s enough to stand out. Maybe a banner and balloons of your favorite colors? And a smaller sized cake that you could easily eat by yourself

Gift wise, she may get you a few small things, she’s not good with gifts unless she knows you extremely well, so depending on how far you are in your friendship they might not be the most mind blowing gifts, but you still like them!

Angel Dust

His first instinct is grab you and go out and party and get higher than the moon, but he knows that’s not everyone’s thing, so he goes to you for a decision

Anything you want, activities, gifts, whatever — Whatever you want for the day, whatever you wanna do or buy, he’s got it covered

Angel, like Vaggie, may not always be the best at gifts, as he doesn’t always think of it in time, due to his tight schedule, but he will try to get a half-day off of work to spend the day with you!

Definitely the type of person to shove the birthday cake in your face (as long as he knows you won’t take it the wrong way)

Alastor

Alastor doesn’t want to show that he cares too much, incase of showing signs of weakness, however he does do a little something for the special day

He isn’t too good with personalized gifts, but he does know how to be a gentleman

You’ll just happen to wake up on the day of your birthday and see a small box on your nightstand, which holds a pendant inside

And a small note will be next to it that reads “Joyous Birthday to you, My Dear!” in inky cursive writing

Lucifer

You may or may not be surprised when I say Lucifer is actually pretty good with gifts. He’s crafty, so their personalized — And he’s a fairly good listener so he knows what you like

But I think it’s obvious what he gets you, at least this year, a custom duck! It looks exactly like you too!

He’ll also bake you a cake too, it’s a bit burnt… but hey, who doesn’t like crisp?

[gleasonlovesjasontodd]

OKAY THIS IS MY BIG UPDATE

ALSO SCROLL IF YOU DONT WANNA HEAR YES I USED ALL THE JASON TODD TAGS BECAUSE PEOPLE FIND MY UPDATES THIS WAY AND HAVE ASKED ME TO USE THEM

so he texted me saying he missed me and if i wanted to come over and stay the night and i was like yes so i drove over surprised i didn’t get a ticket lmao and i texted saying i was there and he came outside shirtless abs showing and I asked him why he was shirtless and he said because I was just working out and i’m pretty sure i died dead at that moment and he gave me a pretty long kiss and carried my bag inside and said my bow looked cute we then ordered food and i bought him a lego set he wanted and we started building it and mind you he is 6’5 i am 6’2 which i am short next to him and i was standing up to put something on the lego set and that when i took the biggest risk and said he reminded me of jason todd because i mean he literally is and he laughed and pulled me onto his lap and was smirking and saying i could see that and i was giggling because that’s what i do when i’m nervous and then we kissed and that turned into making out got a hickey then i stoped it because i was getting nervous and he said that it’s okay BUT I DID GET TO TOUCH THE ABS AND GOD DAMN I’M LUCKY and we layed on the couch together and i layed on him and that’s when he told me he really likes me and enjoys being around me and loves my laugh thinks i’m the prettiest girl and that i have such a good heart and he asked me to be his girlfriend and i obviously said yes and we kissed before we played uno because that’s also something we bonded over was playing uno when we first met and then (this is probably very embarrassing but i watch wwe 😔 it got good again after not watching since middle school and i love a good scripted show) and so i was like looking at it on my phone cause it was a paper view and he said you watch that very suprised not a lot of people think i would like that kinda stuff and i said yeah i just got back recently into it and he said i have not watched that since elementary do you wanna watch it on the tv and he didn’t laugh at me tease me and we basically watched but i fell asleep on him and he carried me up to his bedroom and kissed me and i got to sleep on his chest and omg i still can’t believe and the next morning we went and had breakfast at this local place and went to barnes and noble and he bought me calico critters because i talked about them like he said showed me them and then just bought me them which i hate that he keep buying me things makes me feel bad and then we went back to his house and watch the football games so i could watch taylor and travis also forgot to say in the last post i was at nationals last week and he sent me flowers cause i was nervous and stressed BUT ANYWAY I HAVE A BOYFRIEND TOOK EIGHTEEN YEARS BUT I KNEW IT WOULD PAYOFF NOT DATING SOME FOOTBALL OR BASEBALL GUY (not that anything is wrong with just actually yes they are terrible and now i have a nerdy hot boyfriend)

[charlewiss-writes]

make damn sure / charles leclerc

masterlist

day 19: wonder (part of one-word november prompts!)

word count: 1.5k.

pairing: bff!charles x reader

summary: being the hopeless romantic that you are, you've been dreaming about your special other your whole life. you're talking to your best friend pierre about the dream guy. what if you already knew him?

author's note: not proofread, so for sure many errors lmao. hope its still understandable (? also, im sorry for the delay! will try to have day 20 ready soon but its one prompt i really like so i dont want it to be short :( ill see what i can do! thanks for sticking with me through almost 20 days already!!

since being childhood friends, charles, pierre and you were inseparable. going to school together, joining them on their karting days, them joining you in your school plays. you were always there for eachother, without doubt. so when things started to get complicated at your house and you decided to move, they were 100% in. and that's how you ended now, two years after living with them, in the couch while talking to the frenchman.

"don't you wonder sometimes?" you had started the conversation, voice dry after hours without saying a word. it went like that sometimes, all too busy with their stuff: sometimes, even though you lived with two other people, thanks to their jobs, it seemed like you lived on your own. pierre straightened himself a little on his seat and turned his body towards you, so he could look into your eyes as he said "about?".

immediately regretting your decision to bring this topic to the table, you tried to back off. "well of course you don't, you already have a girlfriend" jokingly, you said. that only seemed to interest the boy in front of you more, being one that didnt like to leave things unresolved. "what are you talking about?". after knowing you for so long, they already knew you were a hopeless romantic at heart, but still, it made you nervous to talk about it out loud, being aware that it could seem ridiculous to others. "promise you won't laugh about it".

"when did I laugh to you?" he said, tilting his eyebrowns like you were telling him something unbeliavable. but you two, having the brother-sister relationship that you had, knew that he was blantantly lying as he always made fun of you, as you made fun of him too. seeing your glare, he laughed before saying. "fine, I won't, i promise". still, you took a bit of time before actually telling him what had been on your mind all day. "I don't know, I started to think about how everyone has met their significant other but I can't seem to find them".

"what if you did already? you know plenty of people".

you fully laughed at him, with no means to offend the frenchman. it truly seemed hilarious to you that he would believe that. "I think I would have realised if a certain person with all the qualities that I look for passed in front of me, pierre. I'm not dumb".

"you sure?"

and if look could kill, you would've been charged for murder. "you're being awfully mean to me today, pierre".

"it's cause you're so blind sometimes, like you purposely don't want to see". he looked pissed off now, and the change between his playful tone and this much colder one threw you off. "see what?" you asked.

"the way he looks at you".

it was a common discusion betweet you two, ever since you realized that you didn't love both boys the same. and although yeah, you cheered for their wins and stood through their hard times the same, the smile that adorned your face was different when you were greeted at the other side by the grin of a certain monegasque, who you also lived with. but for you, he was completely off limits. and you were okay with that, with being alone on the sidelines cheering for him, not expecting anything else from him. "oh shut up. you know we're just friends".

"if telling yourself that lets you sleep at night, go ahead. but you have to know that its okay to fall in love. if it goes wrong, i'm sure we can figure it out: you won't lose us. but what if it goes right and you're wasting your time? won't you like to know?".

"know what?".

the voice of a certain someone startled you. it wasn't like you didn't know he was in the house, but after a few hours asleep you had forgotten about him at all, otherwise you wouldn't be talking about this topic in the middle of the house. "know why she likes to talk about deep topics when we should be asleep" he quickly managed to answer, and even though it wasn't a lie, it felt wrong to lie to charles like that. "but why don't you two continue with the chat, eh?, i'm sure charles as more answers than i,he's smarter after all". the monegasque laughed at that and punched his arm in his way out, while he entered the room and started to get comfortable in the same couch that you were sat in.

"i love talking about deep topics, why don't you ever talk to me about it?" he sounded genuinely hurt, like the fact that you preferred to talk about certain stuff with pierre over him really bothered the ferrari driver. "thought you were asleep, charles". and it wasn't a lie.

"don't you trust me?"

"don't be silly, cha. I didn't want to bother you, that's all"

"you could never bother me".

after a few moments in silence, where he directed his eyes towards the ceiling instead of looking at you, he said, softly this time, like he truly didn't want to wake pierre up with his tone. "pierre's right. we need to talk. i want your opinion about something". at that, you clearly became more interested in whatever charles had to say. it had been a while since you two really talked, since he was always away, and when he wasn't, you were the one with the busy schedule. "it's really really really complicated, but i think i like a girl, and i don't know how to talk to her about it".

ah, that's it. that's your worse nightmare coming true, once again.

obviously, being the pretty boy that charles was, always so well manered and the perfect boyfriend that a mother could ask for his child, it wasn't the first time that he had a partner. but as the time went on, you knew he was getting more serious about the whole dating thing, and it scared you to think about him settling in for someone lese. someone that wasn't you. so, after all the years that passed, it still hurt quite a bit to hear him talk about other people in the same way you wished to be talked about.

after a few minutes where you didn't say anything, too stunned to actually answer him, you started to get self concious. obviously, he for sure saw how your face dropped when he told you that. would he realize that you had feelings for him all this time? would he feel betrayed? after all, he thought that you were only his friend, and thats why he was telling you this in the first place.

"you don't get it, do you?"

you furrowed your browns, now confused at what he was implying with that last sentence. "what do i have to get?".

he laughed about it and took your hands into his, to gently brush your fingers over your palm. "i'm talking about you, silly".

"what do you mean? why?".

his deep greenish blue eyes looked straight at yours, and it was impossible to pull away from his gaze. he softly started to answer your question. at least the one you had told him about, since your brain was already a mess with all the questions you had for him. since when? how didn't you see it before? did pierre knew about this? was that why he always talked to you about it?

"cause i've been in love with you for my whole life, more or less. i was just too scared to ruin things between us, but pierre talked me into it. said our friendship is bigger than anything that life could throw at us. and im confident we can work things out, you know? we have known eachother for so long. i know you like the palm of my hand. and you know me the same. please, don't tell me you didn't think about it, at least once, y/n".

you smiled, knowing about the endless times you had fallen asleep to the thought of you two together. wondering exactly this, if you could ever work out. how, each time, pierre and you talked about what you were looking for, you were, knowing or not, describing the boy that was in front of you, looking lovingly into your eyes. "i think about it all the time, cha".

"and why didn't you say anything before?" he reached for your face, gently caressing it with his right hand. "cause we're both dumb, i guess. but i think it's for the better, no? we've grown so much. we know how to make this work"..

"i'm gonna make damn sure, love".