#if this has grammar errors....oops

[lighthouseas]

dustin henderson isn't underrated in the sense that the audience forgets about him - quite the opposite. most of the ga i've met have said he was their favorite character. no. he's underrated in the sense that these people who claim to love him really don't know shit about him, only seeing him as the one dimensional "funny haha steve's friend" and NOTHING else.

yeah you love dustin but can you separate his character from his friendship with steve? can you name some of his iconic scenes across all seasons? do you truly recognize how unbelievably SMART this kid is? do you recognize the fact that he is probably JUST as traumatized as the rest of the party? or do you just see him as comic relief? oh, he's always smiling - he must be fine. we don't need to REALLY pay attention to his character.

where are the in depth dustin analyses? where are the duzie fics? where are the DUSTIN fics that don't just center on his friendship with steve and treat him as lesser within the party? where are the dustin edits? you claim to like him and yet you pay no attention to his character. why? why is that?

tl;dr: so many of you love dustin, but only on a surface level

[f1goat]

more than friends ; lando norris + part four

In which your best friend is going to help you to gain more sexual experience and say goodbye to your insecurities, but he's quick to discover that he never wants to share you and your new experiences with others - the only problem being, him having to confess his feelings.

masterlist - playlist

fem!y/n x lando norris

warnings: smut with a plot. minors dni! probably grammar or spelling errors due to english not being my first language.

requested: yes, based on this request: something with a driver sister that’s still a virgin & lando (her bestfriend) suggests to teach her things

a/n: this is a rewritten story, you can find the explanation on my profile

part one / part two / part three

“Lan,” you shyly start your sentence, “when erm, when are we going to have sex?” You continue your question. You feel your cheeks reddening while asking your friend that question. Lando almost drops his phone when he hears your question. He sends you a confused look. 

“What’s with the hurry?” He asks you with the same confused tone in his voice. 

You let out a nervous laugh. “This is going to sound really stupid,” you confess, “but there’s this guy who asked me on a date.” 

“So?” Lando asks. He already feels his jealousy coming up. Someone asked you on a date? He wonders who asked you and if you said yes to the guy. Maybe Max was right and he should just ask you on a date himself. Maybe that would stop this mess.

“I kinda want to say yes,” you tell Lando nervously, “but I want to wait for when I’m not a virgin anymore.” Lando shoots you another confused look, he doesn’t get why that would help with the date. “I uh, think it’s better for my confidence,” you explain. You don’t mention that you want to make sure that Lando is the one who takes your virginity. 

Lando stays silent for a couple minutes. He thinks about how he can handle this properly. His first choice would be to let you stall the date for like forever, but he knows that will only bite him in the ass. “How long can you stall him?” Lando asks you eventually. When you keep your silence to think, Lando adds a few more words. “I don’t think it’s smart to rush this,” he explains himself.

“I already told him that I’d be away for three weeks,” you reply, “so at least that time. And maybe I can add another week when we’re back, blaming it on a jet lag or something.”

Lando feels a bit more relieved. Three or four weeks. A lot can change in that time, right? Maybe he will finally find the confidence to tell you about his feelings for you. Maybe not. Probably not, now that he thinks of it. He has this feelings for you since forever and all those years weren’t enough for him to gain the confidence to tell you… He lets out a soft sigh, he needs to think of a plan. 

“That’ll work I guess,” Lando says eventually.

“So what’s next?” You ask Lando, “I feel like there’s so much you still have to teach me.”

“Relax babygirl,” Lando says, “I think we first need to focus on how I’m going to pack my suitcase with stuff for three weeks in only an hour.” 

“You didn’t pack yet?” You ask Lando, “We’re leaving in an hour!”

“Oops?” Lando laughs. 

You let out a sigh. It doesn’t even surprise you that Lando didn’t pack yet. “You never change,” you tell Lando with a small smile on your face. Then you stand up to help Lando pack his stuff, just like you always do. It doesn’t take the two of you that long to pack all his stuff. Like always, you secretly put some shirts and short pants into Lando his luggage. He’s always to stubborn to pack anything else then hoodies, and that without checking the weather. Something you did for sure when you packed your own stuff, so you know for sure that he can use some clothes that’s more suitable for the hot weather. 

“Thanks babygirl,” Lando says after closing the last zipper from his suitcase. He moves closer to you and presses a soft kiss against your forehead. You don’t know what has gotten into you, but you are quick to press your lips against Lando his lips. Without giving it a second thought, you kiss Lando. You feel him smiling through the kiss. He pulls you closely to himself and wraps his arms around your body.

The kiss was meant innocent and short, but Lando is quick to turn it into something more. His hands are roaming over your body. It doesn’t take him long before finding your ass and giving it a couple squeezes. You let out a soft moan. You feel it vibrate against Lando his lips. 

Lando his ringtone distracts the both of you from what you’re doing. You watch how he picks his phone up and say a simple okay after a few seconds of listening. “The cab is here,” he informs you, you reply with a small nod. Lando grabs his luggage and as much of yours as he can manage. Leaving you to only hold two small bags with your own stuff. 

“You know, you’re a great kisser,” Lando says while walking towards the cab.

“I learned from the best,” you joke with an innocent smile.

Lando lets out a soft laugh. “Imagine how great you will be with everything else with such a good teacher,” he continues to joke.

“We’ll see.”

+++

Lando sighs when he takes place in his drivers room. You don’t know what to say to him. He just lost a great qualifying lap due to track limits. If he didn’t lose the lap, he would have started second tomorrow. You are pretty sure that Lando is really mad at himself right now. He always is. Whenever something doesn’t go perfect, he’s blaming himself for it. Right now Lando is softly muttering to himself. You can’t hear exactly what he’s saying, but you guess it’s something in the line of him calling himself an idiot and a bad driver. It makes you feel hurt. You have been here for a lot of his highs and lows since he has his seat with McLaren. You have seen him upset with himself many times before, but it never hurts less. 

“Lan,” you softly say, hoping for a response. He doesn’t even look at you while responding. “Don’t say it’s not my fault,” Lando states, “I’m the one who get track limits. I’m the one to blame. I’m the one who fucked up.”

You think about what to say, but you know that a lot of you guesses aren’t the right one. You can say so many things to Lando about he will do better tomorrow and that he’s still starting in the top ten, but it’s not what he wants to hear right now. Eventually you decide to throw it on a whole other subject.

“Maybe I can cheer you up?” You suggests.

Lando looks up and stares at you. “Cheer me up?” He asks confused. 

“Distract you a bit,” you continue shyly. 

“What do you mean babygirl?” Lando asks you even more confused.

“What about another lesson?” You ask Lando, “You could teach me how to give you a blowjob.”

“You don’t have to,” Lando quickly says, “I didn’t even went down on you yet.”

“I want to,” you reply to him, “and I think it will do a great job with cheering you up.” 

“Sure?” Lando asks a bit confused. You nod. “Words babygirl,” Lando reminds you about his need for you to say everything out loud. “Yes Lando,” you say, “I want to give you a blowjob.” Lando his facial expressions are quick to brighten up. He’s already smiling while thinking about your lips around his dick. It even causes his dick to get hard already. 

“But, you need to tell me what to do,” you tell Lando a bit nervous. He nods eagerly. Then he grabs one of your hands and brings it to his boner. You don’t wait for another instruction and start to palm his boner through his race suit. Lando stays silent for a while, enjoying your slow movements in peace. When you apply a bit more pressure, the first soft moan leaves his lips. In the mean time you press a kiss against Lando his cheek. 

After a few minutes of moving slowly with your hand on his bulge, you try to grab his dick through his race suit. Lando groans when he feels your hand on his dick. He wants nothing more then to feel your skin on his own. He needs to lose the suit. Without thinking about it Lando pulls down the zipper of his race suit. While he unzips his suit, you take a good look at him. It’s almost unfair how good Lando is looking. Since when does his fireproof so much to you?

“Can I take it off?” Lando asks you. 

“Yes please,” you are eager to answer. 

You move your hands away from him, giving him the space to pull of his race suit. Lando grins because of your reaction. He kicks off his shoes and then removes his suit from his body. It feels so strange to see Lando standing in front of you in only his underwear, but then you remember that he’ll lose those in a few seconds too. 

Before Lando can pull of his briefs, you move your lips against his bare chest. Softly you press multiple kisses against his chest. Slowly you move down towards his boxers. In the mean time you still have his boner in your hands. You stroke him softly. When you reach the edge with your mouth, you stop with stroking. Slowly you pull down Lando his boxers. His hard member is quick to pop out of his briefs. Lando finishes your action and takes his boxers off. 

You take your time to look at his dick. It’s the first you see in real life. Of course you have seen some porn movies before, so you have a clear image from how a dick can look. But in a weird way, Lando his member seems more appealing to you. His member is pretty, if you can say it like that. You never thought you’d find a dick pretty. Lando looks at you while you stare at his member. You notice the thick vein that’s laying on his dick. Now that you think about it, his whole boner seems to be at the thick side. Maybe it’s not as long as in the porn movies, but you already guesses that was a bit over the top. You wonder how Lando his thick member will fit inside your mouth and one day inside your vagina. 

“If you’re not sure, you don’t have to do this,” Lando tells you softly.

“No,” you quickly reply. “I want to do this, but you need to tell me what to do.”

Lando grins happily. He’s glad you still want to continue with this. He wasn’t sure if a cold shower would have helped this time. In the mean time you move your hands back to Lando his dick. Lando feels himself hardening under your touch. Has he ever been this hard? You slowly explore his member with your hand. At first you trace the vein laying on top of it with one of your fingers. Then you softly touch his tip. You wait for Lando to say something.

“Lick it a bit,” Lando instructs you. You notice the change of his voice tone. “Make it wet,” he adds. He almost sounds strict. It gives you weird butterflies. 

You take his words into action. Without giving it a second thought, you move your head closer to his member. Carefully you let your tongue come in contact with him. Slowly you lick around his member. Lando lets out a soft moan. You continue your movements. You let your tongue slide over his dick. Exploring the way it feels on your tongue. 

“Put it into your mouth babygirl,” Lando continues to instruct you. He needs to make sure that his dick has been inside your mouth before he cums. All the teasing you’re doing - without even knowing it, is already making him close to getting his orgasm. 

Again you do what Lando says. Carefully you take the top of his dick inside your mouth. Your mouth is quick to feel fulled up. You try to go as deep as you can, but you’re quick to feel some tears popping up in the corners of your eyes.

“Slowly baby,” Lando quickly says when he notices the tears as well, “you don’t have to take everything inside. The top is the most sensitive part.”

You pull back for a bit. Letting his member out of your mouth. Before taking it back inside, you take a deep breath. You try to remember Lando his words. You make sure that the top of his boner is inside your mouth. It feels like you have room for a bit more, so carefully you take him a bit deeper into your mouth. You remind yourself to take your time. Lando his hands has found their way into your hair. Softly he plays with your hair. You lick a bit around his tip with your tongue. Lando rewards you with a moan. It makes you feel good, giddy even, when he reacts like that. 

“Move your head up and down,” Lando instructs you, “Try to make the same stroking movement as before, but now with you mouth.”

Again you take Lando his words into action. Slowly you move your head up and down. You let your mouth slide over his dick a couple times. Lando lets out another moan. You feel proud to be the reason behind those moans. You suck a bit harder onto his dick. Without giving it a second thought, you use your hand to hold the part that doesn’t fit into your mouth. You start to stroke it, alining the movements with the bobbing you do with your mouth. 

“Fuck babygirl,” Lando groans, “You’re really good at this.”

His words make you feel even better. It causes you to fasten your movements. You try to lick his tip as well in the mean time. Lando is quick to become a moaning mess underneath your touch. You feel the way his dick is pulsing inside your mouth. 

“If you don’t want to taste, you should finish it with your hands,” Lando says after a while. You don’t act on his words. Simply you keep continuing your earlier movements. 

Lando can’t stop looking at you while feeling this close to his orgasm. He is still holding your hair in his hands, softly he tugs onto it for a bit. The way you stare at his dick while you’re making him feel like this, turns him on even more. There have been enough girls who have given him a blowjob, but none of them felt like this. He can’t understand how it is possible that you’re so good at everything already. How can it be that someone with no sexual experience is so much better then everyone else? It’s insane. 

“Last warning baby,” Lando warns you with a soft voice. You still don’t remove your mouth from his dick. If he didn’t said anything, you still could have guessed that he’s close to his orgasm. His moans are giving it away. They are becoming more messier and louder with the second. You try to take his dick even further into your mouth. Before you know it, you notice a salty taste inside your mouth. You’re quick to connect the dots and realize what just happened. Lando just came undone.

You decrease your pace, but still keep sucking him off. There are a couple more drops of Lando his cum that are finding their way inside of your mouth. When you think he’s completely empty, you remove your mouth from him. While looking at Lando you swallow his cum. 

“Fuck,” Lando groans, “I could cum again by looking at you doing that.”

You show Lando a small innocent smile. He pulls you onto himself. “Don’t look that innocent baby, not after what you just did,” he tells you. You can’t react to him. He is presses a soft kiss against your cheek before doing the same against your lips. 

“If I told you that this was the best blowjob of my life, would you believe me?” Lando asks you after a bit of a comfortable silence.

“No,” you reply while shaking your head.

“You just did babygirl,” Lando confesses, “I have never experienced a blowjob this good.”

You let out a soft chuckle. “Maybe that says something about the other blowjobs you have gotten,” you say.

“No,” Lando quickly states, “It says everything about you. You’re incredibly good at this baby. And you did find an excellent way to distract me from stupid qualifying lap.”

You laugh. “I’ll remember that for the next time,” you say jokingly. Lando laughs and nods eagerly. “But don’t beat yourself up because of it Lan. Everyone can make mistakes. I’m sure you’ll be fighting for great points tomorrow, I even dare to say that you’ll end up on the podium,” you tell Lando.

“If I get a podium, I’m celebrating with eating you out,” Lando states confidently.

“That’s not a celebration,” you laugh. 

“It is for me.”

Fuck, why is you stomach tightening because of Lando his words? This really can’t be good.

+++

Later that evening Lando and you are sitting in a small restaurant together. He’s sitting next to you, together you’re pressed up closely on a small couch. Oscar and Lily are sitting in front of you. Lando is getting more annoying with the second, he has hunger and absolutely no patience for his food to come. He already toyed with everything on the table and now it’s your turn apparently. 

Lando his hand finds your upper thigh. You almost jump up. He toys with the short skirt you’re wearing. When you feel his hand getting closer to your private parts, you stop him with you own hand. What is he doing? Lando is quick to find his way back to your thigh and squeezes it softly. You can’t help yourself and let out a soft whimper. 

“You okay Y/N?” Lily asks you. 

You send Lando an angry look before answering Oscars girlfriend. “Yeah, just hungry,” you tell her jokingly. It’s enough for Lando to give you a bit more space. He moves himself a bit more away from you. When you feel his hand leave your upper leg, you’re quick to take action. Within milliseconds you have his hand in your own and guide it back towards your thigh. With one stern look you hope he will behave himself. 

Before Lando can do anything stupid, the food is already arriving to your table. Quietly everyone takes their time to eat. Lando - who had a lot of hunger before, is the first one to finish. Meaning he is keeping up the conversations with Oscar, but also has his hands free again. While he talks to Oscar he lets his hand find it’s way back to your leg. 

At first you don’t give it any attention. But when you feel Lando his hand getting under your skirt and his fingers grace against your clothed pussy, you can’t help yourself anymore. You almost choke in a piece of your meal. Loudly you cough. Lando plays the worried friend and hands you your drink, while his other hand is still coming closer towards your private parts then before. You cough another few times, before standing up and announcing that you’re going to the bathroom. 

“You’re quite touchy,” Oscar mentions when you walk away. Lando gives his teammate and friend a confused look. It can’t be that Oscar noticed what he did, right? “You’re never this close to Y/N,” Oscar continues, “Are you two finally dating?” 

Lando laughs. Why does everyone think the two of you are dating? He wish it was like that. To answer Oscar he shakes his head and tells him no, “Still friends.”

“Sure about that?” Oscar asks his friend. Lando notices the way Lily is also looking at him with raised eyebrows. 

“I think I would notice it if I were dating with her, don’t you think?” Lando jokes a bit. He feels his phone vibrating in his pocket and decides to look at it. He’s quick to notice a message coming from you. 

Y/N: i hate you

Lando: you hate me?

Y/N: you made me horny

Lando doesn’t even notice that Oscar is talking to him, until Oscar says his name a couple times. “Then you must have gotten text messages from someone you’re dating with,” Oscar sighs. Lando sends him a confused look, “No, it’s Y/N,” he says even confused. Then he realizes that it probably wasn’t smart to say that you’re texting him. “She isn’t feeling well,” he quickly adds.

Lando: come back here, I told them you’re not feeling well

Lando: we can go back to the hotel right away

Lando: and then I might help you with your problem ;)

Y/N: you better help me with the problem you caused.

Lando smiles at his phone again. 

Not even twenty minutes later Lando and you are back at the hotel room you share together. Lando is pressed up against you. Something that happens quite a lot lately. His hands have found their way back to your thigh. You can’t stop yourself from letting out a soft whimper. 

“You’re the worst,” you softly say the Lando.

“The worst?” He asks you, “I think I’m the one who makes you feel the best you’ve ever done.” 

You can’t argue with that logic from him. Lando his hand is coming closer to where you want him the most right now. Teasingly he drags his finger over your panties a couple time. When you almost make another remark about him teasing you, Lando pulls your string aside. 

“I want to taste you,” Lando groans. He feels the wetness that he caused earlier. When he looks at you, he’s surprised to see you shake your head. Are you telling him no? “No?” He asks a bit confused. 

“First a podium,” you tell Lando teasingly. 

He lets out a grunt. 

“You wanted to celebrate like that,” you remind Lando, “so earn it tomorrow with a podium.”

Lando can’t help it and lets out a soft whine. “You’re the worst,” he repeats your earlier words to you. You don’t reply verbally, you just show Lando a innocent smile. It surprises you when Lando lets his finger enter you. You almost expected that he wasn’t going to continue as payback. His sudden movement cause you to let out a moan. 

When he uses his finger to draw circles on your clit, it doesn’t take you long to come close to your orgasm. “I’m close,” you tell Lando.

“How close?” He asks you. 

“Really close,” you confess.

“Ask for my permission,” Lando instructs you, “I won’t let you cum without it.”

You don’t even think about his words. Before you realize it, pleas are coming from your lips. Begging Lando to make you cum. “Please Lan,” you beg. Lando has a smug smile plastered on his face. He’s enjoying this way too much. He feels you whimpering underneath his touch. “Please,” you beg him again, “Make me cum.” 

“Cum babygirl,” he tells you eventually. He increases his pace and adds another finger into your pussy. It causes you to release everything within seconds. With a trail of moans you come undone. Lando removes his fingers and pulls you closer. He puts his fingers inside his mouth to suck them clean. 

“Now I really have to get a podium tomorrow,” he tells you a bit jokingly. You send him a confused look, still not getting his wish to eat you out. “This taste is already doing things to me,” Lando continues, “and I can’t wait to get addicted to it properly.” 

part five

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[ctallena]

Hello Dear! I wanted to make a request for main 4 (from South park obvs) where their S/O meets their family's for the first time if that's okey (you can ignore Cartman if you'r not comfortable with writing for him its okey, I get it LMAO) <333

Also I recommend you do the list of things and characters you will and won't do as fast as possible!

Sorry for possible grammer or spelling errors, English is not my first lenguage :))

sure sweetheart!! ill try to do the list as fast as i can, thank you <3 also i get the grammar, english isnt my first language either, everyone starts somewhere and its okay :) also i made the reader female and no cartman, i hope thats okay!

⋆ F!READER MEETING MAIN 3'S FAMILIES FOR THE FIRST TIME :

✩ — STAN !

at first i feel like it was supposed to be just his mom you would meet

stan does NOT want you to meet his dad.

what if you think stan turns out like him? he doesnt want u to leave him bc of that :(

so he picked a day his dad wouldnt be home on purpose

turns out he actually was home so u met both his parents..

sharon loved you! she thought youre so kind and a perfect partner for her son😭

you didnt talk really much with randy bc stan tried to keep you away from him. i guess randy was just glad that stan isnt "funny"

shelly was actually excited to have another teen girl under the roof

she says youre "meh" but enjoyed meeting you

✩ — KYLE !

my boy was nevrous bc i feel like sheila has some high expectations

higher than kyle..

even tho its his partner😭

she just wants her son not to end up in drugs or smth

when she meets you shes actually obsessed with you!

buttttt, she still keeps an eye on you

just mothers instinct, but she still likes you!

i guess gerald just went with whatever sheila said, but he thinks youre nice

they definitely want you to come over more

i almost forgot that ike also exists

ike is that type of kid to disturb you two every second no matter what youre doing

he just wants that attention from teenagers

imagine how cool he feels hanging out with 2 teens?!?!!!?!!

✩ — KENNY !

his parents made some "drunk" talk with you😭

"life's good? yeah?"

no but fr now

kenny tried to get his parents to stay sober for the day you would meet them

but oops they forgot and drank a little

just enough to still luckily remember that they met you

although you didnt talk much with them bc kenny dragged u to his room

and guess what

U MET KAREN

omg dude. karen is so in love with you fr

atp kenny is jealous

its basically the same thing with karen and with ike.

the only different thing is that kyle probably tells ike to go away or sum while kenny actually agrees for karen to stay

he sees how much joy you bring her!!

if karen is happy then kenny is happy too <3

gimme more requests ygssss

[gh0stlyfixation]

Copycat

Paring: Simon Riley x taskmaster!reader, Dreykov!reader. Mention of Bucky and Steve (there married, oops 🙊).

Summary: A new Avenger teams up with Taskforce 141, turns out her and Ghost are a like.

Warning: trauma, mixing the avengers and cod together, grammar errors probably. Not a huge fan on how I ended it.

“You didn’t tell us she was fucking crazy.” Soap said to Price and Laswell.

“You didn’t ask.” Price cheekily answered.

Simon glared at him, “where’d she come from?”

“Fury from The Avengers team sent her, said she was the best,” Laswell responded.

That made sense. The Avengers were a bunch of glorified superheroes. A mix of super soldiers and non-human things, they dealt with their kind while we dealt with wars in other countries.

“She killed twenty men in two minutes with her bare hands. What the fuck?” Soap said in shock.

“What can you tell us about her?” Simon asked.

Price and Laswell looked at each other, “not much. She’s 23, her name was Taskmaster, but we call her Copycat now.” Price told.

“That’s it?” Soap asked.

“She has a violent history that is not ours to tell. I suggest you be nice. She can put us all down in a second. Now walk away.” Laswell spoke.

——

Over the few weeks you’ve been around Taskforce 141, you didn’t speak much. The team quickly realized you also wore a mask like Ghost. Ghost warmed up to you well. He didn’t talk to you much like most of the team but he was nice to you. He offered you hellos and little waves while passing in the halls. He assumed you’d give him smiles, he always wanted to see you smile.

You sat in your room with the door open. No one was around, either on missions or out in training. You open your laptop and clicked on zoom, taking off the mask, you heard your therapist speak, “Hi Y/N,”

“Hi Doctor.” You said quietly.

What the team didn’t know was that you were in court-mandated therapy just like your friend Bucky was. You committed war crimes, however, they weren’t your fault, something you haven’t yet accepted.

“How are the nightmares?” She asked.

Ghost was walking down the hall, something you didn’t hear, Ghost was always light on his feet. He heard your soft voice speaking through your door. You left it wide open, something out of character.

He peaked his head to look in your room and saw you at your desk. He noticed the mask was off, your hair in two French braids. “The nightmares haven’t happened often, I’ve been able to control the noise, you know, so I don’t wake up the team.” You shrugged.

I shouldn’t be listening, Ghost thought to himself, but he couldn’t move away. He leaned against the wall next to your door frame. “How’s the team? Your new placement?” The lady asked.

You were quiet for a moment, “nice. They kinda leave me alone.” You sigh. It wasn’t easy making friends, Ghost felt a little bad, “There is one guy though. We call him Ghost.” You started.

His heart fluttered, he had to place a hand over it. He’s never felt that before. Ghost knew he shouldn’t be listening, but he couldn’t move. “He’s nice to me, he waves and says hi. It feels nice to be acknowledged. I’d like to think he’s cute too.” You admitted.

Ghost nearly choked on air, he covered his mouth at your confession, “you have a crush? That’s good, feeling new emotion. We’ve been working hard on that.” The lady spoke.

That’s when Ghost realized that this was a therapy session, “is that what a crush feels like? I never knew what friendships or crushes were since the Red Room. Growing up with him, being that killing machine, I didn’t get a chance at being a girl. Being me.” Your body is visibly slouched.

The red room? What in the hell was that, and you grew up in it. “The mask too? Ghost wears one.” You sat up straight at the mention of his name.

“Yeah, I find comfort knowing he wears one too, though I don’t know why. I’m sure it’s to secure his identity, meanwhile, mine is to hide the ugly scar I live with.”

That’s when Ghost knew he couldn’t listen anymore. He couldn’t listen to you putting yourself down, belittling yourself. He walked away.

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You often sat out on training, you’d rather watch the men than utterly destroy them. You memorized every single member of the team's moves, besides, no one offered to spare with you. You sat in silence watching Soap and Ghost spare, 9 out of 10 times, Ghost won.

“It’s not a fair fight,” Soap complained. “But you wouldn’t know a fair fight.” Soap smiled.

Ghost looked up at you, “Cat!” His voice boomed. You looked up confused at the new nickname. “Come on, let’s spare.”

Soap looked surprised. You uncrossed your legs, fixing your yoga pants and grabbing a pair of gloves. “This won’t be fair.” You spoke up.

“Cocky,” Soap said with a smirk.

Through all the matches, Ghost didn’t win but once, and even then, he thought you let him. “I wasn’t called the Taskmaster for nothing.” You said to Ghost helping him up.

You looked around and noticed everyone had left the room, “who calls you the Taskmaster?” He asked, He wanted more information on you.

You gave him a weary look, but you’d consider him a friend and to keep friends you need to make an effort, said your therapist. “The Red Room, heh,” you nervously chuckled.

“You don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want.” He said, Please tell me everything! He begged in his mind.

“No, it’s okay. I trust you.” You quietly spoke sitting down on the mat. Ghost couldn’t help but smile under his mask, “the Red Room was a training facility in Russia. We were trained to be the deadliest assassins. It wasn’t supposed to be my life, my father was the leader. But after the explosion, he couldn’t stand my face and made me who I am today.” You explained.

“He noticed my ability to memorize patterns. He put a chip in me like the other girls, made me a suit of armor, and I was forced to train newbies and kill innocents. I was a daddy’s girl once, but then I was nothing more than an ugly killer.” You whispered the last part more to yourself. “Thats the nonviolent story of my life.”

Ghost sat down with you, “I know you're not ugly.” You scoffed at him, not believing him. “I'm serious.” He said.

“I bet you're not ugly either.” You told him, “take it off.” You said with a little tease. He could see you smile through that mask.

“Only if you do.” He responded. You looked around the room, “you don’t have to Cat.” He said

“No, just, not here.” You stood up then Ghost stood up and followed you to your room.

Shutting the door behind you, you sat on your bed, patting the space next to you. “Thank you for being a friend. It’s scary how alike we are. I only have one friend back at hom, well, two if you could his husband, you’d like him. He’s full of trauma like me.” You chuckled.

“Anytime.” He said. You looked at him and then placed your hands on your mask. Slowly you pulled it up revealing your face. Your hair is in French braids but a little messier. He sees the scar on your face, a big burn scar all over your cheek, and partly on your forehead, but he still thinks you are beautiful.

“I don’t see the ugliness,” he said stroking your scarred cheek.

“Show me your face?” you asked. He pulled his mask up placing it down on yours and he ruffled his hair. He had a deep scar on his lower cheek down to his Adam's apple, “your handsome. The scar makes you look, dangerous.” You admitted.

“I am dangerous.” He replied. You giggled, and his heart started to beat faster. “And so are you Cat.”

You wanted to kiss him and like he read your mind he placed both hands on your cheeks and pulled you close kissing you passionately. He was going to help you feel normal, to feel spoiled and loved for the first time in your life.

[julith-jurgen]

Dofus Movie novel small differences

The book is really close retelling of the movie there is only a few small differences !

A lot them is just the dialogue being slightly different. Some others are per example like the fact that Joris in the novel want to gift Khan a gobball instead of wanting one to be signed.. but there is a bit of new dialogues added to expand on a few scenes of the movie !

There's not a lot but I still think it's fun to share the most notable ones of them ! (And there's a really good chance I missed some after reading this book too much time).

I translated six of them (it's really not much) but I added some other things said in the the novel :)

(Small disclaimer, I translated all of this by myself so there's a good chance there's grammar errors)

I took screenshot of the translated text because it was easier to manage because I don't understand tumblr formatting ( I added ALT text to all of them in any case)

(The highlighted text is the part that I translated)

Some Joris thoughts about not knowing his parents (and Kerubim telling him absolutely nothing)

Small fun added dialogue when Dardonkal ask Joris to be his guardian :)

The Bonta's gobbowl mascot belonged to Jahash !

This next one is pretty interesting ! I think it's the biggest change in the book.

This scene does play in the movie but differently !

The first two sentences are the same but after Bakara says "This madness needs stop", in the movie Joris talks and all of this leads to the flashback narrated by Julith.

Here Bakara continue to speak and her next lines in this are said by Joris in the movie (while he doesn't say the exact same words, what he says his nearly the same things in the end). So the flashback does not happen.

After that Julith respond to Bakara (instead of Joris in the movie) and because of that her dialogue slightly differs. Bakara respond and after that the scene come back to the way it is the movie with some small modifications because of this change.

To put it simply Bakara took the role of Joris in this part. (You can compare it directly to the movie if my explanations doesn't make sense).

Now for the flashback ! It still appear in the novel but is instead played just after Julith slams the Ebony Dofus on the Ivory one. With Julith remembering and narrating the memory while she disappears. (and in the memory, it's said the Dofus went even more wild after the bontarian guards attacked it's guardian Julith and injured her. oops)

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Joris nearly has moment of self-doubt when there's only Lilotte and him left during the final match

And... this one....at the end (sorry)

Anyway here's some other random things from the novel:

The statue of Jahash and the ceremony that takes place at the start is where the Dofus went wild 10 years ago, where it created a massive hole in the city. While not mentionned in the movie this information is also in the artbook

The area Kerubim and Joris lives is called "Le quartier de la Tour Fleurie" (The blooming flower tower district)

The tavern Bakara and Kerubim meet in the movie is called "Le Bontarien Rieur" (The Laughing Bontarian)

Kerubim thinks that the stealing of the Ebony Dofus is a ten (out of ten) on the Ogrest scale... a few hundred years before Ogrest birth...(oops)

During the first battle Bakara yell "For Jahash" instead of "For Bonta"

Bakara and Khan.. whole thing.. is less embarrassing than in the movie...

The post credit scene is not in novel

[mendesblurb]

Our Souls Underwater

Shawn Mendes x female reader

Warning ⚠️: Mostly fluff, one or two mentions of smut, maybe grammar error and maybe some punctuation errors.

Word count:~2.4k

A/N: The following fic is a “friends with hidden romantic feelings” situation and it is the result of the author spending countless amount of late night hours with this one guy, where they were just two people keeping each other company while completing their own assignments and exchanging stories about life before romantic feelings emerged along the way. Oops that was kinda TMI (my bad lol), anyway do let me know your thoughts and opinions, so sorry for this story being random 🙈

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Coming back from any long hours of interview sessions or live performances always felt strange for Shawn Peter Raul Mendes. It was an exhilarating and exhausting experience that made transitioning from a stadium full of people, sleeping in hotel rooms or tour buses and performing for millions of fans to feeling the peace and quiet of his own home always take some time for him to adjust.

His therapist had suggested that he should find something to make him unwind after long hours spent existing under a microscope and flashes of cameras capturing each and every move he makes like a hawk watching its prey.

Everyone but him has formed some routine to unwind. For example, Connor would always want to eat pizza and binge-watch some new Netflix releases, Brian and Meghan were always quick to turn themselves into a pair of bunnies by doing something frisky under the sheets, and you on the other hand, would much rather be soaking long hours under a bathtub full of warm temperature water.

“Think of it as another form of self-care or relaxation technique.”

“You have to say that you’ve done it at least once or twice. Nothing to be ashamed about if you admit that you don’t hate it that much, Mendes,” Connor added.

“Guys, please, I simply don't like the idea of feeling like a boiling asparagus stick.”

“You will not feel like a boiling vegetable.”

“You know, Mrs. I cannot function without baths. I really can't picture myself in a bathtub full of warm water, especially regarding relaxation purposes.”

“Aww, look, someone is turning into Mr. Grumpy,” You said, a sly smile creeping onto your lips, “You know what can help you feel better?”

“Y/n,” he warned, “Don’t you dare finish that sentence by implying that the only thing that can cure me is a bath, I swear to G—.”

“Oh, enough with the weird bullshit reasons, Mendes!” Connor interrupted from the living room, “I’d bet you don’t want to admit to us that you feel scared with the idea of soaking long hours in the warm water, huh?”

You and Connor found yourselves letting out a huge laugh at the thought of him avoiding these baths because he feels scared of the water like a kitten, “I am not a baby,” Was the only thing Shawn said, accompanied by an annoyed eye roll.

“Hear that? Yeah, that’s the voice of somebody who needs nothing more than a relaxing bath to unwind his entire day,” you said in a baby voice, mocking the singer.

“Okay, perhaps I’ll make an exception. If ever I am in a bathtub, it will only be because my girl will be joining me,” He said with a charming smile, secretly loving how the way your face would immediately react to his statements or flirtatious remarks with a fluster written and visible all across your face.

It was as if one, two, or three seconds snapped like the hand of Big Ben or the one at the Grand Central station clock that never comes late, as you always found yourself taking a few short moments to digest each and every word and sentence coming from him and try to reply to something, anything but only for it to come out as a stutter.

“Would you look at that? Ladies and gentlemen, we have a new fast-track record. Only one sentence and I have the girl lost for words. I wonder where Mrs. Independent, I need no man exterior you claim to have?” Shawn said, throwing you a wink, playfully swiping his thumb across your cheek, and closing the distance between, getting dangerously close to where you were standing.

“Oh, shut up, Mendes!” You composed yourself and moved his hand away, “You and I both know I would rather do a whole list of other things than get in that tub with you.”

You said your last sentence so sarcastically, casually as such of every other interaction you exchanged together before grabbing your favourite ice cream out of the freezer and heading to your room.

The thing that some, if not most, people still cannot wrap their heads around is the fact that It’s been the definition of years, maybe even ever, since you both fully understood the true meaning of friendships that you and Shawn have been friends.

The best of friends that could go as far as the ability to exchange millions of sarcastic sentences, have never-ending conversations about nothing and everything that ranges from philosophical things to something as far as topics about the actual difference between sex for male compared to females for hours on end if time wasn’t a constraint, secretly craving the company from the other person whenever apart, exchange of daily text messages across multiple social media platforms, then having the once every blue moon bickering like an old married couple over the stupidest stuff according to your close group of friends, and all that with an undeniable sexual tension visible for anyone to question the true nature of your relationship and a huge dash of endless back-and-forth flirtatious acts or words exchanged.

It was apparent to perhaps even the whole world that for the two of you to had the very ability to share a friendship like that, and the miracle for two people to establish this type of bond was rather beautiful and bizarre yet strange at the same time. It came as no surprise that when confronted individually, none of you dared to make any vast gestures that make romantic feelings evoke even more than they already have, as both your heads are imprinted with the belief of the other not feeling the same way, or hate the idea of ruining this friendship over the possibility of one person wanting to confess their true feelings suppressed over the lifelong friendship and establishing something romantically together.

It was then a couple of weeks later when you all found yourselves in the same spot, just coming back from Shawn’s live perfomance over a few cities. But this time, it was all packed into a tight schedule that made the singer and the entire crew exhausted to the bone. It was difficult for Shawn, as it seemed like he was pulled into different directions simultaneously with no time to catch his breath. He hadn’t said a word to anyone since the last show wrapped up, and everyone gave him some much-needed personal space during the flight back. Exhaustion was clinging deep into his body and flooding his mind to the point where he just wanted to shut his brain off and forget about everything; so much that he found himself walking past everyone and heading straight to his room without thinking twice.

You knew how exhausted he must’ve felt, so before you reached his bedroom, you gently grabbed his arm, “I don’t want to talk to anyone right now, please,” He said.

“I just wanted to tell you that I am aware that the past couple of days were nothing but a hectic blur, so I just wanted you to know that I’m here for you if you want to talk about anything or just sit silently. I’m always here for you, no matter the time or moment you need me.”

Those were the last few words you said before letting his hand go, once again giving him the space he needed, and you knew that exhaustion had already taken over his body as soon as he lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

You didn’t know that even a few short hours later, he was still tossing and turning under the sheets, unable to shut his eyes or mind off and get some much-needed rest, although his mind and body felt exhausted.

His head turned around and looked at the clock, 23:01 it displayed. For a while, he sat on his bed, checking his phone for updates about anything before exiting the room to distract his mind. The corridor was dark, with only one light source coming from your bedroom door. The singer paced a couple of times outside your door, debating whether he should knock but thinking whether your nocturnal companion was still keeping you awake or had you already fallen asleep, exhaustion taking over before you could gain the energy to turn off the lights.

However, before thinking further, he found his hand knocking on the door. To his surprise, a light knock was enough to open the door, “Y/n? Are you awake?” His voice lowers into a whisper while peeking his head into your room, only for his gaze to fall into an empty bed. You were nowhere to be found until he heard the light sound of your Spotify playlist coming from the bathroom. You were there, and he knew that his next steps were risky or, more accurately, invading your personal space. But part of him didn’t care. Selfishly, he just desperately could really use your company.

And so he took a couple of steps until he was at the bathroom door, with each step he could hear his own heart beating faster and the sounds of the faucet as it hit the bathtub and your favourite singers on the speaker only made him even more nervous, second-guessing his decision.

“Shawn?” You say from behind the cracked door.

“Um, yeah, it’s me. How did you know?” He responded nervously, rubbing the back of his neck as his mind was still second-guessing and debating whether his decision was actually a good idea.

“Who else has a nocturnal side that they cannot kill?” You said, trying to hold back your laughter.

“You know me so well.”

“You can come in if you want, or it’s okay too if you feel more comfortable, we can just keep talking through the door.”

The singer finally decided to interact with you appropriately as he found himself opening the bathroom door and stepping inside. The sight of you greeted him in the tub. The room was illuminated with the soft glow of your favourite candles, the scent of essential oils that were for therapeutic purposes, white puffy bubbles all across the tub of water, and the sound of your favourite playlist.

Tonight was the first time he truly ever took the time to notice it.

“Sorry, I just- well, I know this is- I wanted to - I don’t know who else -” he was stumbling, couldn’t form the proper set of sentences at the mere sight of you. You looked beautiful yet angelic. It was apparent to him that you were the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on, but right now, even as your hair wasn’t done, or any makeup didn’t cover your face, or you weren’t wearing any dresses that perfectly hugged around your body; that he found himself more mesmerised by how your existence was enough to make him feel all sorts of comfort that no therapy sessions, lavish parties or meditation could genuinely give him.

“It’s okay. You know we don’t have to talk,” You say, “Care to join me?”

It felt like gravity was pushing him to decide instead of his brain controlling his movements as he already found himself stripping out of his clothes. Meanwhile, you found yourself with your head facing the wall, feeling sudden shyness at the sight of your opposite-gender friend removing all his clothing from head to toe in front of you.

“You don’t have to look away, you know. I bet it’s not your first time encountering the male anatomy, and I am getting inside the water with you.”

“I know, but this- this isn’t like that,” You said, still choosing to look away, “We are not doing anything to satisfy a pang of hunger. This is something else. I don’t want to ruin this moment by looking into it as if it is something that-“

“Yeah, just something that should be fulfilled at a more appropriate time,” Was all your friend could reply before carefully stepping into the tub, trying to keep his balance. Once he settled up, he scooted closer to your side, not too close to minimise any possible distance, but enough for the two of you to be situated in front of each other.

As he sinks deeper into the lukewarm water, you are glad to see how a deep sigh of relief escapes his lips, with a tired gaze his eyes rolling from all the exhaustion, his body relaxing, shoulders casually leaning into the walls of the tub, and sight of feeling at ease, comfort, and gush of smile was written all across his face.

“Is it the bubbles that finally persuaded you?”

“Perhaps that or maybe the whole idea that I actually feel more relaxed in a way I never thought possible and not feel like an actual boiling vegetable stick is finally winning me over,” he said, and you both laughed at that.

Then, moments later, as the conversations drift to more illogical ones and the laughters died down, you again faced him, “I’m sorry, I can only offer my companion.”

“Are you kidding me?” He smiled, “This is the best thing that anyone has ever done for me all year long.”

More minutes passed by, as none of you seem to remember how long you two lay there. But, when the two of you started to yawn more and more, you decided to get out of the water, “Mendes, face the wall. I need some privacy while I get out of here.”

“You’re telling me you still need privacy? I thought we moved past that. Y/n, we have been naked in here the whole time!” He shook his head and laughed as he turned to the wall, ears perking up to the sounds of water gently splashing as you got out of the tub, and his eyes could not help shoot you a side-eye glance through the mirror.

“Prying eyes,” You said with a smile as your eyes locked through the mirror, wrapping the towel on your body, “You can look now.”

“Pass me one of the towels, too?” he said as he stood up from the tub. Your eyes were wide open at the sight of him standing tall in nothing but his birthday suit. You could hear your heartbeat increasing and butterflies fluttering across your stomach before your hands moved quickly to pass him the towel and turned to face the door, clearly feeling the sudden shyness again at the current situation you found yourself in, “Prying eyes,” Was all he said back, with a signature boyish grin and million dollar smile that you knew was already written all over his lips.

“This was actually fun, we should do it again,” He said, pressing his lips to your temple before hands gathering his clothes and walking out of the room.

What have both of you started?

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[ayoharuko]

Genshin Impact Bf Headcanons

Hello hello! Sorry for the long wait on the sumeru boys....school exams happened and got busy on hw, Also couldn’t open genshin for at least a week or 2 soo sorry....

Another thing was I waited for cyno to come out before I started writing/thinking the headcanons. Since I didn’t know what he was like and when he came out and I got him....I forgot that I had to do Alhaitham and he hasn’t even come out yet-

Soo I just analyzed his personality and stuff and I kinda got it!

Now sorry for the rant and lets get into it! Hope u guys enjoy!

Bonus at the end! ;3

REMINDER: These characters don’t belong to me, they belong to hoyoverse, This is also just a work of fiction, Also I apologize if there are some spelling mistakes or grammar errors, Also I apologize if some headcanons are either occ or cringe.

(Sumeru Boys)

~Nature Boy~ (Tighnari)

~Tsundere Boyfriend~

- Yes...all I can think of him is being a tsundere, Now I have him...I pulled for him and I've seen his voice lines...and I must say they are...interesting, So in my book his a tsundere!

- He would be the doting and mature one in the relationship, Like his gonna lecture you about forest things. Ok he’s just being like that cause he doesn't want you to accidentally get hurt and he’s worried for you. Although he won't admit that-

- VERY overprotective, especially if you’re a forest ranger like him. The forest is full of dangerous things and he doesn't want you to get hurt. So when he said don’t go to the forest alone, listen to him :3

- He might be a tsundere but everyone clearly knows that he loves you even if he only shows you affection in private, Sometimes he’ll show affection in pubic mostly just hand-holding and little pecks here and there.

- You’re the only who has full access in touching his ears and tail, You’re very lucky as some people would say, he doesn't really mind and just lets you touch them. He doesn't understand the appeal tho, But their just soo soft!

- Mostly you guys would just have dates in the forest, By that I mean having picnics, relaxing and leaning against a tree and maybe even making-out hehehe who knows~?

- He LOVES cuddling with you, just wrapping his tail around you...holding you close to him..its just perfect! Expect him to give you back rubs and whisper stuff about his day to you, Soo cute!

- He’s only a bit possessive..nah he’s really possessive lol, Its just his natural instincts as a fox and you being his mate soo don't be surprise if he suddenly pulls you away from a person your talking to and just makes out with behind a tree...he just loves his mate a lot ;3

Nicknames: My mate, sweetheart, babe, love and my flower

Voice line about you: “Y/n? They’re my mate of course and also another forest ranger like me, Hm..traveler why are you suddenly interested in y/n? Is there something you aren't telling me?”

When he talks to you: “My flower...can you please tell me...why you're hurt? You just fell..huh.. you tried to take a picture of a rishboland tiger again didn't you?”

~General Mahamantra~ (Cyno)

~Protective Boyfriend~

- With his job as a mahamantra he’s bound to have enemies that want to get him back at him, so obviously he’s gonna be the overprotective.

- But he’s not that overprotective. Because of his job all he does is check up on you because sometimes he’s just too busy.

- Speaking of work...you both don't get to see each other a lot which sucks for the both of you..but he makes up for it! On your free days aka day offs(if u both have one oop) But on those days he brings you to the desert at the afternoon to stay over at his place

- You both would watch the sunset, cuddle under the moonlight while his whispering sweet nothings to you while giving you kisses and you both inside a pile of blankets :3, The desert is just cold at night he wants to keep his love all warm after all

- Half the time he calls you nicknames in his native language :3

- Sometimes people would wonder how you managed to woo the scary general mahamantra’s heart, Well...he fell for your smile!

- Even if he has to make dumb and punny jokes just to make you laugh because to him your laugh and smile are the most brightest thing in the whole of teyat

- Candace loves you, She often tells you to take care of Cyno as well as Tighnari and Nilou, they just care for their friend that's all~

- Back to his overprotectiveness, If you got hurt because of someone and try to hide it...don't brother his already hunting that poor person down

- Gets jealous when you get too close to a person *cough*Alhaitham*cough*, He just pulls you away from said person and pulls you to an alleyway and makes-out with you ;3

- You are the brightest star in the night, His only love, So never leave him...alright? :3

Nicknames: Ya albi(My heart), Ya hayati(My life) and Habib albi(Love of my heart)

Voice line about you: “Traveler...can you..watch over y/n while I go do something quick? H-huh? Just do it I'll be quick.”

When he talks to you: “Ya albi. What? Oh...its..what does it mean? Like I'd tell you heh, Sorry Habib albi I'm not telling you~”

~Nahida’s Babysitter~ (Alhaitham)

~Experimenting Boyfriend~

- We all can agree that Alhaitham probably never had a crush nor have experienced love before, Thus. He is the experimenting type!

- He would test somethings with you to see if he likes doing that with you or hates it, Lets just say there are a few things he doesn't wanna do hahaha....

- He doesn't like doing pda in pubic. The only pda you get is a kiss on the hand and Hand-holding, Thats it

- He would sometimes let you come with him when he works, Which obviously you don't mind because Alhaitham sometimes get too busy that he barely pays attention to you...

- Your dates are mostly spent on The House of Daena aka the library, He likes being around the smell of books and being around you! Although he won't admit that hehehe, I feel like he’ll read some books that are...romantic just to test some stuff with you since whenever you do something...affectionate he doesn't know how to respond lol

- He gets jealous of his roommate, Kaveh. He knows Kaveh won't dare do anything but...still! He thinks its idiotic he feels like this and you just giggle at him~

- Not many people know of your relationship only some but what some know is that the member of the Haravatat, Has a rather settle crush on you

- Alhaitham isn't aware how madly inlove he is with you, But somehow some people around him know. The way he looks at you softly, speaks with you with more emotion in his voice and sneaks glances at you. They know it.

- Similar to Albedo he will ask you if you want to cuddle and you guys do! Expect you’re trying out positions which ended with you getting mad at him lol

- You kissed him first, I know. His composure broke for a sec and then turns away and he had that cute side blush on his face, You giggled and just hugged him, His so cute~

- No matter how much he might research about this thing called ‘love’ he knows your the only who can teach and guild him...and although he doesn't wanna admit it..he loves you~

Nicknames: Darling, my angel, and sweetheart(Sometimes in pubic but mostly in private)

Voice line about you: “Y/n? Hm..their someone really dedicated to learn about new things I admire that about them.”

When he talks to you: “Darling why don't we go to the library later? I have a new book I would like to show you. What’s in it for you? Hm...sweetheart we can cuddle later if you want. *tiny blush*”

~Pretty Architect~ (Kaveh)

~Sweet Boyfriend~

- HE MIGHT HAVE JUST COME OUT BUT I KNOW HE’S THE SWEET TYPE HE LITERALLY GIVES ME TAMAKI VIBES FROM OURAN HOST CLUB I’M SORRY T-T

- *Ahem* sorry. He would be soo sweet to you! He loves to spoil you!(Even if his in debt) He would buy you clothes that he thinks suit you, He’d kiss and cuddle you this man is head over heels inlove with you hehehe

- His often very busy so you guys actually don't see each for weeks or even a whole month! It’s really sad for the both you so whenever you both are together you guys make the most of it :3

- He loves taking you out on dinner dates(with you paying sometimes), Mainly because he likes seeing you dressed up and such

- I see him liking to slow dance with you..I feel like his a classy man that's why lol but yea dancing under the bright moon and stars after your dinner

- Since his a architect...I kinda see him as a bit of a perfectionist, Like he would want everything in your house perfect which might piss you off sometimes lol but don't worry let him do him :)

- Lets you touch his hair if you let him cuddle and kiss you in return 

- His fashion sense is amazing. He would be the one picking your outfits and he sometimes buys you these designer clothes, He has the money don't worry-

- His love for you is like a flower....he cares for you like your a soft petal and he loves you like your the only person that matters~

Nicknames: Darling, Love, Sweetheart, Sweetie, Babe, Beautiful, My petal and  My flower

Voice line about you: “Ah! You know y/n!? Oh uhm sorry...how are they? Are they doing fine? I’m glad to hear that...i..miss them very much *Gentle smile*”

When he talks to you: “Are you ready to go darling? You look beautiful my flower..I love you a lot my petal”

DONE!!

I’m really sorry if this took way too long, School has been pretty shitty to me rn :(

I wanna apologize if the arabic translations at cyno’s part! If I did do the wrong translations pls tell me and I'll correct it! :)

Also sorry if there are grammar or spelling errors!

I had fun writing these boys and was simping while writing I hope you guys were simping and had your hearts go doki doki :3

Reblogs and feedback is appreciated~

My request/ask box is open soo feel free to request or ask questions :3

See you guys on my next post~!

[dai-bendu-conlang]

hi! i just recently stumbled across this project and first off, massive fan of what y'all are doing here! (linguistics <3)

but i was wondering if there was any particular reason you've only created the one pronoun for second person, as opposed to separating the singular and plural as you've done with the rest? it just reads a bit funny to me as an ESL speaker, so i was curious as to your thought process ^^

i hope you all have a good day! (and that i'm making sense, it is... rather late here oops)

Hi! Assuming you’re referring to “keel” if I inferred this correctly?

We chose this to be representative of community. I have a half finished essay on our pronouns floating around (but as you can tell, we’re all not really into Star Wars anymore) and the section on that is pretty much:

This sense of community is also mirrored in the use of the singular and plural second person pronoun keel. The reason why Dai Bendu has only one word for those two pronouns is highlighting the role a single person plays in a community. As a culture that abhors leaving people without support, and has made it their very mission to improve the galaxy, the idea of a person being alone is absolutely terrible. Their grammar reflects that. Addressing a singular you also always means addressing the plural you, the community they stem from. This is also something the Jedi practice themselves. In Rogue Planet, after Anakin got into trouble, it is not just him that has to attend a disciplinary hearing but Obi-Wan too.

Mace was unrelenting. "I ask again, what was your error?"

“I brought shame upon the order and the Temple," Anakin responded quickly now, his voice high and soft.

"That is hardly precise. Again, your error?"

"To break the laws of the municipality, and. . and..."

“No!" Mace declared, and his smile vanished, replaced by a stern expression, like the dark underside of a cloud heretofore painted by sun. Anakin flinched.

"Obi-Wan, explain to your Padawan his error. It does, after all, arise from the same roots as your own." Mace regarded Obi-Wan with a lifted brow.

Obi-Wan considered this intently for a long moment before answering. Nobody tried to rush him. Inner truth was a perilous journey, even for a Jedi.

"I see it," he said. "We both want certainty."

Anakin stared at his master with a puzzled frown.

"Explain to us all how you have failed your Padawan," Mace said, gently enough, considering the turnabout in the proceedings.

"He and I are far too young for the luxury of certainty," Obi-Wan began. "Our experience is insufficient to earn us even momentary peace. As well, I have been more concerned with his growth than my own, distracted by his obvious flaws, rather than using his mirror to guide me, so that I may in turn guide him."

Your actions and the way you behave reflect upon your entire community as they brought you up and raised.

From Power of the Jedi Sourcebook:

"When a Jedi behaves badly in public, an observer might think, 'If this Jedi is a representative of the whole Order, then plainly no Jedi is worth respect.' On meeting a second Jedi, who behaves better than the first, that same person might think, 'Does this say that half the Jedi are good, and half bad?' On meeting a third Jedi, who behaves as well as the second, the person thinks, 'Was the first Jedi an exception, then?' In this way, only by the good behavior of several Jedi can the public be certain that the poor behavior of one Jedi was unusual. Thus, it takes many Jedi to undo the mistakes of one."

When considering all these passionate notes, it only seemed appropriate to us that the value system for our pronouns is community based to give the Jedi a chance to express how much they love their Order via grammar. Encoding information about social categories into pronouns is also nothing new and can be found in various languages across language families.

So, in that sense, that but of Dai Bendu is rather artificial instead of following a natlang development, but we thought it was neat

[nomunamuinmybrain]

Unbecoming

Pairing: Vampire Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Smut, supernatural

Word Count: 1.6 k

Disclaimer: if you are under the age of 18 please know that this contains heavy sexual themes and mature language.

Author's note: This story was penned two months ago for Junkgook's birthday but such is life that I never really got around to posting it. Halloween presents an excellent opportunity for me to introduce this indulging vampiric treat. I hope you enjoy it. Also, please excuse any syntax or grammar errors because this gal was too lazy to proofread once more before posting, oops...

“What a beautiful, good girl you are” the last thing I can remember from last night, fading, drifting away from memory. The vibrato of his voice still ripples all over my skin. A warning, a farewell, an invitation.

The maknae was not one to mess around for too long. Maybe him saving me, if salvation is as such, is the universe buying me some time. Escaping though seems impossible.

“…and it is sweetness” his voice but a breathy whisper haunting the corners of my mind. He can hear me. I forgot about that. I feel so weak. I am not even sure where speech wavers and thought takes over.

His wicked lips on my neck and then my thigh, the juiciest veins of his vessel, his plaything, his nourishment, all wrapped up in the frame of me. I think I should mind and try fighting but nothing seems to be in my control not even my own limbs and skin.

“I overdid it once again precious. I can’t let you drift away now. What will become of me, depraved of your sweetness?” his monologue, a selfish reminder of what has become of me. It’s the second time now where we’ve almost reached the point of no return and truly I wish he’d drain me out already but it doesn’t seem that his intentions of keeping me are in vain.

The maknae ruled upon his own word. When the whole town was slaughtered in just one week, we all knew the careless acts of hunger were his. We waited like sheep to the knife, trapped. I wonder if the people who thought of his existence to be a mere piece of lore died of shock before his brilliant sharp teeth had a chance to tear their flesh.

How long ago was the great massacre? How long have I been here? Where is here?

I get tucked in once again, feeling the blood, my blood all dried up on my skin mixed with his saliva. If beasts cruel like him got to look so angelic then what was hell actually like. Gazing upon him you’d think that God was true and just and that his angels walked indeed amongst our tragic existence. The red betrayed him. Those bright red ruby eyes, sparkling murder.

-

Rump and ruff around the edges. That is how the town, my town, knew me. Good enough to hold a house and probably marry off someday. Nothing special. I was appointed assistant to the head pharmacist of the dominion, my father. As brilliant as he, that’s what they’d say. Although, I was mostly out gathering ingredients for our salves and medicines and potions, I felt valuable in our community in contrary to the other women my age. My parents did not wish to force me into any arrangements that I would not enjoy or approve of, therefore life, my life was sweet.

The high families, as we called them, ruled in underground means. We all knew of them without having much to do with them. I didn’t want anything to do with them.

“...Yet, here you are…” he raises his head from where it is buried in my thighs. His tongue chasing after the trail of blood that weakly escapes the bite marks.

“You were meant to be here you know. Here with me. It’s been 5 weeks and though I expected you to cry yourself to death, here you are. Persevering.”

“If crying really could push me to the edge of death, I am sure you’d yank me back to you with a vengeance.”

“I would.”

“Why?”

He looks at you for a moment. Contorting his features, in an effort to honestly seek an answer himself. Why would he? He didn’t know how or when but somewhere along those few weeks of being with you, feasting on you, a different hunger grew. It planted a spark of need at the pit of his belly, torching his loins. Desire. He would do anything for you. He would do anything to keep you. For your delicious plumpness was the only reason he chose to feed off of the damned nook that nestled the warmth between your thighs. The plush redness of your lips as you drank his own blood at the end of every visit.

He would, of course he would, for when he lays to rest and wraps his hand around his cock it is your velvet touch that he imagines to bring himself to bliss. Day in and day out. Like poison you slowly but surely gained your ground in his head. He made sure to take care of you without making it seem too obvious. He knew from the beginning, that damned day his hyung dared to lay his eyes on you boasting about how he’d drain you not to the point of death but close enough so he could bring you back again and make you one of them. An immortal. A monster.

He couldn’t bear the thought and that’s when his anger took the best of him. He killed them all. His hyungs, the townspeople, everyone in his vicinity but not you. Never you. He wanted, for the first time in thousands of years, to preserve something and it happened to be you. He almost turned you, twice but he couldn’t go through with it. What if your luscious peachy scent were to faint as you transformed? He couldn’t live with himself. Of all the crimes he has committed that would be the greatest one. It seemed like a joke.

His head tilts. There is an unmistakable playfulness in his eyes.

“I wish to try something… It has been gnawing on my brain for a while.”

“What is it?” you sheepishly ask, intrigued by what is to follow. You’d deem anything intriguing after weeks of nothingness and utter darkness.

“Close your eyes” he commands.

Death is finally here, you think. He’s putting an end to this miserable story of yours. You close your eyes awaiting the sharp teeth of the beast to tear you limb by limb.

He creeps closer instead. His breath, warm, fans your face. His lips ghosting over yours, stealing away your weak breath. Tracing softly from one edge to the other, teasing.

“You smell like peaches.” he deftly whispered. He kissed you. Reverently. Carefully. As if he held the most precious rose blossoms.

“I was curious to see if you tasted like so. Your blood does carry a floral, fruity tone but maybe I thought tasting you in other ways might be more effective.”

With your eyes still closed and with him now laying fully on top of you, the kiss deepens. It escalates into something more. His strong hands roamed your curves in adoration as he devoured your lips. You couldn’t help your moans as they escaped you. Of all that his done there was none you could forgive, but you could not deny him. You hated that part of you that lusted after the beast. Every time he drank from between your thighs you’d fantasize about his kisses trailing off to the place you needed him the most.

“Look at me… You precious thing. You crave me, of course you crave me. It is how I am made. It is all that lures you in. The camouflage. This is the skin of a killer.”

He languidly thrusts your thigh as his lips wonder away. His actions contradicting his words entirely. As his lips marked your neck in ways he’d never dared before, his hands seek for your softness under your skirts. Bunching the fabric barrier as done so many times in your previous meetings, only this time he’d go one step further and leave you entirely bear. His ruby eyes pierce through yours as a wicked grin appears. Softly his fingers find your clit. Circling ever so skillfully to draw out a moan. He started mercilessly fucking you with his fingers and as you was about to reach another type of sweet death he draws them out. Sucking on them one by one as if he dipped them in the most decadent honey.

You couldn’t understand how everything happened so fast. No more than a second later his face was buried in your cunt, licking and sucking your juices out of you. The vibrations from each grunt that escaped him send shivers of pleasure throughout your body and by the time you reached your fifth peak of the day you grew sensitive unable to take anything more.

“I can’t” you weakly protest as your fingers unclench from his locks and brush them off his face.

He molds over you as he steals your kiss once more. Only this time his tenderness comes up to the surface.

“I can’t let go. I can’t let you go. How could I leave without you?”

“I’m not going anywhere…”

“Maybe not now. At some point, down the line, you’ll leave me forever. You’ll pass away to the one place I cannot meet you.”

Speechless. This sudden surge of emotion has left you more confused than ever. Words seemed of little to no substance as his grasp on you was seconds away from breaking you. There was nothing left for you. Nothing but him.

“Then let me walk this path with you forever. If that is something you’d want, I wouldn’t oppose as I have nothing but my own life to lose.”

Cradling your face he looks into your soul as if searching for something to prove you wrong. He found nothing of the sort.

“I have crossed eons to find you. Today Peach we’ll become one, as it is your wish as well.”

His lips kissed yours one last time. His fangs pierced the tender flesh of your neck, fully set on finishing the deed this time around. You held onto each other as blood married you into one. From his, you were reborn, from yours he rejoiced for finally, he had found that one missing piece. A soulmate.

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Audiobook Review: “The Uruk-Hai”

Ahhh, Pippin’s Scottish accent is music to my ears ☺️

What’s not music to my ears is the orc noises and orc-speech. It seems like a combination of the high, screechy ones from Moria, and the snarling, rasping ones from Isengard and Mordor. Very nice. By which I mean not nice at all.

Also, I love how each of the named Orcs has a distinct voice. They’re all different, but all equally evil-sounding.

Heh, Pippin’s coughing after he gets the orc draught. I would too, honestly.

Merry cried out and struggled wildly. [“Waaahh!”]

“Merry stood up, looking pale but grim and defiant.” [Shire theme music begins] OH SCREW YOU THAT’S NOT FAIR 😭😭

Aaaaand the Shire theme goes right into the Isengard theme. Yep. Sounds about right.

“But that’s not all.” [A low orc-snarl, and a thump and rustle of cloth, like Pippin was grabbed; Pippin’s breathing sounds heavy and shrill.] “I shan’t forget. Payment is only put off.” [A long pause, then another, heavier thump like Pippin was hit.] “Leg it!”

Aww Merry sounds so exhausted while he’s whispering 🥺 He really does seem “nearly spent”, poor thing.

“You won’t have to. I’ve—” [A harsh thump, and Pippin’s cry of “ungh!”]

LOLOL the way Pippin says “Gollum, Gollum!” The first time is usually voiced and way too cute for his own good, and then the second is more like the gagging noise it should be.

Merry’s conspiratorial “untie our legs!” LOL

Aww, an elvish theme comes back as soon as they eat the lembas.

LOL oops, seems Mr. Dragash made a mistake here. When Merry takes over the lead—on page 459 in my book—there are two paragraphs of Merry’s dialogue, one after the other, but Mr. Dragash read the second paragraph in Pippin’s voice.

I can see why, honestly. It’s a little-known grammatical rule that, when continuing one character’s dialogue between paragraphs without a tag to break it up, you just have to omit the end quotation mark (”) at the end of the first paragraph, while still including the beginning quotation mark (“) at the start of the next paragraph. Evidently, Mr. Dragash just figured the missing end mark was a printing error and read the next paragraph of dialogue as Pippin’s; but you can tell it’s not, if you look at the context. This concludes your Writer Nerd Grammar Lesson for the day.

Oh also the foley for the neighing and hoof-falls is Very GoodTM :-D

[f1goat]

more than friends + lando norris x part four

In which your best friend wants to help you so you get more sexual experience, but he discovers quickly that he never wants to share you and your new sexual experience with others.

masterlist - playlist

warnings: smut with a plot or a plot with smut? :) minors dni! i never proofread so probably grammar or spelling errors

requested: yes, based on: something with a driver sister that’s still a virgin & lando (her bestfriend) suggests to teach her things (ofc pretending for it to bot mean anything), while he’s actually in love with her

part one / part two / part three

“Lan,” you start you sentence a bit shy, “when uh, when are we going to have sex?” You continue to ask. You feel your cheeks reddening while asking him the question. Lando looks confused at your sudden question. 

“What’s with the hurry?” He asks you a bit confused.

You let out a nervous laugh. “This is going to sound stupid,” you say nervous, “but there’s this guy who asked me on a date.”

“So?” Lando asks. He already feels jealousy coming up. Someone asked you onto a date? He wonders who asked you. Fuck. 

“I uh, I wanted to wait with the date for when I’m not a virgin anymore,” you confess, “I think it’s uh, it’s better for my confidence.” Is it bad that you don’t tell Lando that you want him, specifically him, to take your virginity? 

“How long can you stall him?” Lando asks you, “because I don’t think it’s a good idea to rush this.”

“Uh now I already told him I would go away with you for the triple header,” you explain, “so at least three weeks.”

Lando feels a bit more relieved now. In three weeks a lot can change right? Maybe he will finally find the confidence to tell you about his crush. Maybe not. Since he has a crush on you for multiple years and all those years weren’t enough to gather the confidence to tell you… 

“That’ll work,” Lando eventually says. 

“So what’s next?” You ask Lando, “I feel like there’s so much you still have to teach me.”

“Relax babygirl,” Lando says, “I think we need to focus on how I’m going to pack my suitcase with stuff for three weeks in an hour..”

“You didn’t pack yet?” You ask Lando confused, “We’re leaving in an hour!”

“Oops?” Lando laughs.

You let out a soft sigh. “You never change,” you tell Lando eventually with a small smile. Then you stand up to help Lando pack his stuff. As you almost always do. It doesn’t take the two of you long. Like a couple times earlier, you secretly put some shirts into Lando his luggage. The boy is way too stubborn to pack something else then hoodies, but he never checks the weather. Something you of course already did while packing your own stuff, so you know for sure he needs some normal shirts.

“Thanks babygirl,” Lando says after he closes the zippers. He moves closer to you and presses a kiss against your forehead. You don’t know what has gotten into you, but without giving it a second thought you press a kiss onto Lando his lips. Lando smiles during the kiss. He pulls you closer to himself and wraps his arms around your body. The kiss was meant as a simple, innocent one. But Lando is quick to make it turn into a make out session. His hands are roaming over your body. Quickly he finds your ass. Softly he squeezes it a couple times. You let out a soft moan while your lips are still pressed on Lando’s. 

Lando his ringtone distracts the both of you from what you were doing. You watch him pick up and say a simple ‘okay’ after a couple seconds. “The driver is here,” he informs you, you show him a small nod. He grabs his luggage and takes a couple of your backs with him as well. 

“You know,” Lando tells you, “you’re a great kisser.” In the mean time the two of you walk towards the driver who’s there to bring you to the airport. 

“I learned from the best,” you tell Lando with a small innocent smile.

Lando lets out a soft laugh. “Imagine how great you will be on all the other things with such a good teacher,” he tells you with the same laugh. 

“We will see,” you reply.

+++

Lando sighs when he sits down in his drivers room. You don’t know what to say. He just lost a great lap time due to track limits. He would be placed second tomorrow if he didn’t lose his time. You know he’s probably mad at himself right now. Lando mutters softly. You can’t hear him properly, but you guess he’s calling himself an idiot. It hurts you to see him like this. You have been here for all his highs in formula one, but also for all of his lows. You have seen him this upset with himself many times before. It never hurts less. 

“Lan,” you softly say. He doesn’t even look at you while responding, “Don’t say it isn’t my fault, I’m the one who got track limits,” he states. 

“Maybe I can cheer you up?” You eventually suggest.

“Cheer me up?” Lando asks you confused.

“Distract you a bit,” you continue.

“How babygirl?” Lando asks you even more confused.

“What about another lesson?” You ask Lando, “You could teach me how to give you a blowjob.”

“But I didn’t even went down on you,” Lando quickly brings in, “you don’t have to do this.”

“What if I want to? You look like you can use something that cheers you up,” you state. 

“Sure?” Lando asks you. You show him a nod. “Words,” Lando states, reminding you about his need for you to say everything. “Yes Lando,” you say, “I want to give you a blowjob.” Lando’s facial expression is quick to bright up. He’s already smiling about the idea of your lips around his dick. It even causes him to get a boner.

“But you need to tell me what to do,” you tell Lando a bit nervous. Lando is quick to nod, he grabs one of your hands and moves it slowly to his boner. You don’t wait for a new instruction, slowly you palm his already hard bulge through his race suit. Lando stays silent for a bit, he enjoys your movements in peace. You apply a bit more pressure while palming him. In the mean time you press a kiss against Lando his neck. 

After a few minutes of moving slowly on his bulge, you try to grab his dick through his race suit. Lando groans when you take him inside your hand. He pulls down the zipper of his race suit. While he unzips his suit, you take a good look at him. It feels almost unfair how hot he is. His fireproof is doing all kind of things to you. 

“Can I take it off?” Lando asks you. “Yes,” you reply quickly. You move your hands away from him, giving him the space to pull of his race suit. Lando grins. He kicks off his shoes and then pulls off the suit to step out of it. You keep looking at him. It feels so bare to see him in only his briefs, but then you remind yourself that he will remove those too in a bit.

Before Lando can pull his briefs off himself, you move your lips to his chest. You press multiple kisses against it, slowly moving down towards his dick. In the mean time you hold his boner in your hand, slowly stroking it. When you reach the edge of his boxers, you stop stroking his member. Slowly you pull his briefs a bit down. His hard member is quick to pop out of his briefs. Lando continues your movements and takes off his boxer. 

You take your time to look at his dick. You have seen some porn movies before, so you already had an imagine from how it would look. But in a weird way, it seems more appealing to you now. Lando his member is pretty. You never thought you would think that about a dick. He watches you while you stare at his member. You notice the thick vein that is laying onto his dick, now that you think about it. His whole member seems thick. Maybe not as long as those in the porn movies, but you already guessed that those were a bit fake. You wonder how this will ever fit inside of your mouth and one day inside of your vagina. 

“If you’re not sure, you don’t have to do this,” Lando softly tells you. 

“No,” you quickly state, “I want to do this. Just tell me what to do.”

Lando grins happily. He’s glad you still want to blow him. He isn’t sure if a cold shower would have helped this time. In the mean time you move your hands onto his dick again. Lando feels himself hardening even more. Has he ever been this hard? You explore his dick slowly with your hands. You trace the thick vein on top of it with one of your fingers while waiting for Lando to say something. 

“You uh, you can lick it a bit if you want?” Lando asks you, “Make it a bit wet.”

You are quick to take his words into action. Without giving it a second thought, you move your head closer to his member. Carefully you place your tongue onto it, even more careful you give him a couple licks. Lando lets out a soft moan. You continue your movements. You let your tongue slide over his dick. Exploring the way it feels on your tongue. 

“Put it in your mouth,” Lando says after a while.

You do what he says. With a careful movement you take the top of his dick inside your mouth. You try to go as deep as you can, but you’re quick to feel some tears popping up in the corners of your eyes.

“Slowly babygirl,” Lando says, “you don’t have to take everything inside. The top is the most sensitive part.”

You remove your mouth shortly to take a deep breath. When you place his dick back into your mouth, you try to remember his words. You make sure the top of his boner is inside your mouth, there’s room for a bit more but you act carefully. You remind yourself to take your time. Slowly you lick around his tip with your tongue. It earns you another moan from Lando. Something that makes you feel good on the inside. Giddy even. 

“Move your head a bit down and up,” Lando instructs you, “Try to make the same stroking movements from before, but now with your mouth.”

Again you take Lando his words into action. Slowly you move your head up and down. You let your mouth slide over his dick a couple times. Lando moans again. You feel proud that you are the reason of those moans. Without thinking about it, you take the part of his member that isn’t in your mouth into your hand. You start to stroke it, alining the movements with the bobbing you do with your mouth. 

“Fuck,” Lando groans, “You’re good at this.”

His words make you feel even better. It causes you to fasten your movements. You try to lick his tip as well in the mean time. Lando is quick to start to become a moaning mess underneath your touch. You feel his dick pulse in your mouth. 

“If you don’t want a taste, you should finish with your hands,” Lando grunts. You don’t act on his words, you continue your earlier movements. Maybe you do want a taste? 

Lando looks at you while feeling himself getting close to his orgasm. He looks at the way you stare at his dick while making the movements that make him feel like this. He had a couple blowjobs before from different girls, but none of them felt as good as from you. How can someone like you - with no sexual experience - be so much better then others? It’s insane. While looking at you he feels his orgasm getting really close.

“Last warning babygirl,” he tells you softly. You still don’t remove your mouth from his dick. Because of his words you know that he’s close, his moans are also giving that part away. You try to take his dick a bit deeper inside your mouth. Before you know it, you notice a salty taste inside your mouth. You quick to find the reason. Lando just came.

Slowly you continue your movements from before, but you decrease your pace more and more. A couple more drops of Lando his cum are finding it’s way inside your mouth. When you think he’s completely empty you remove your mouth. While looking at Lando you swallow his cum. 

“Fuck,” Lando grunts, “I could come again by looking at you doing that.”

You show Lando a shy smile. He pulls you close onto himself. Lando presses a small kiss onto your forehead before moving his lips to yours. He presses another kiss onto your lips. 

“Will you believe me if I tell you that you just gave me the blowjob of my life?” Lando asks you. You are quick to shake your head, “No,” you say. 

“You just did babygirl,” Lando tells you honestly, “I have never been blowed this good before.”

You laugh softly. “Maybe this says something about those others girls,” you say. 

“No,” Lando quickly states, “It says everything about you. You’re really good at this babe. And you did find a really good way to distract me.”

You laugh, “I’ll remember that for the next time. Don’t beat yourself up because of it Lan, tomorrow you will fight for a lot of points. I bet you’re even on the podium.”

“If I get a podium I want to celebrate if with eating you out,” Lando states.

You laugh again. “That’s not a celebration.”

“It is for me.”

Fuck. Why is your stomach tightening because of Lando his words? This can’t be good.

part five

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Lydia: Look, I'm not a violent person... However, I will take a knife and carve a fucking bible verse into your femur, wrap you in bungee cords AND FRUIT ROLL UPS; bounce you off the Eiffel Tower, take your body and ROLL IT, ROLL IT ON A RIVER. And then take that body, dry it off, throw it in a wood chipper, take the remains, turn it into ashes which will be ground into a vinyl for Highway to Hell AND PLAY IT AS I MAKE MYSELF DINNER. IF. YOU. DO. NOT. LIKE. GARLIC BREAD.

Beetlejuice: Barbara doesn't like Garlic Bread.

Lydia: .... Minus Barbara.

[yunjardi]

my heart bel♡ngs to daddy [series]

[young sugar daddy jake x fem.reader au]

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[check here for this series's general warnings and playlist]

[‼️chapter warnings‼️: smut [mdni], daddy kink, spanking, unprotected sex, reader loses her virginity, oral, fingering, mentions of blood because of it being the reader's first time, swearing, alcohol, rich people slander LOL, mentions of pervy rich people, jake being a fucking tease] 

*feel free to lmk if i missed anything 

*note: reader wears glasses

*also sorry if there are any errors regarding grammar oops

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chapter 1: business proposal 

chapter 2 here

school, bar, home; that's what your life has been for the past however many months it's been since you first acquired your position as a bartender. the bar has basically been your life since you started working there, and you didn't hate it, but that doesn't necessarily mean you loved it either. shifts were often long and strenuous, especially on friday nights in which every rich person in the city wants to drink until they get alcohol poisoning. 

working at a "rich peoples' bar" had its benefits though; huge parties meant large amounts of tips even though most of your tip money went into paying rent and school tuition. but hey, it's better than being stuck in the family house you worked so desperately to get out of. 

juggling university and your job oftentimes stressed you out and made you wonder if you should choose one over the other, but you never forget to remind yourself that you can't work at the bar forever even if it felt like an easy way out. 

"y/n!" yeji, your friend from university and coworker, called out, prompting you to snap out of your thoughts and look in her direction, "i'm heading out now, so do you think you can handle the rest of the night without your favorite coworker?" she joked as you nudged her arm. "oh no, whatever will i do without you?" you said sarcastically, yeji pulling you into a hug afterward. you both laughed as you waved at each other, her waking out the door, holding it open for someone who was coming in as she was leaving. 

he approached your section of the bar as you were wiping down its surface, wanting to make sure the expensive marble countertops were kept presentable all throughout the night. a sleazy part of you liked wiping down the counters because it gave you a chance to get more tips by showing your cleavage, and yes, it always worked with the pervy and horny rich men as funny and pathetic as it may sound. the tight, black long sleeve button up paired with a short skirt and a (fake) diamond necklace really makes for a good night money wise. the 'uniform' is arguably what gets you tips in the first place considering that more than 90% of the consumers are greedy rich people. for a seemingly classy bar, the management loves to dress their female employees like hookers. 

it took a second for you to realize that you were lost in your thoughts again, aimlessly wiping nothing off the marble countertop. you were so distracted that you looked up to see an extremely handsome young man seated on one of the barstools and had no idea how long he'd been waiting there just staring at the drink menu. "o-oh, i'm so sorry, what can i get for you?" you asked shyly as you folded the rag you were using and pushed it to the side. he chuckled lightly at your embarrassed expression and body language before responding. "just a glass of armand de brignac ace of spades brut rosé," he said nonchalantly as he pointed at the pretty pink bottle with a smirk as if ordering a $500 champagne was normal. 

you turned around to fetch a crystal wine glass and couldn't help but turn red because of how fucking sexy this guy was. you almost didn't trust yourself to pour this expensive alcohol because of how sweaty your hands were, but you shook it off and quickly placed the wine glass on the table, pushing it toward him. "let me know if you want to order anything else," you smiled, trying to keep your eyes off of him, knowing that you wouldn't be able to look away if you were to spare even the tiniest glance at him. 

"thank you, beautiful," he said, taking a sip of his expensive champagne. his comment caused you to promptly snap your head up at him, wondering if he was actually serious or if he was just another flirty (and possibly horny) rich guy. "why, thank you," you flirted back subtly, slightly leaning against the counter on your elbows, hoping to get a few tips. he let out a gentle chuckle as he reached one of his veiny hands out toward your neck to take a hold of your necklace. you blushed in surprise at this touch but didn't pull away.

"such a shame," he sighed as he admired your chest area in a somehow amorous and non perverted manner, "a beautiful woman like you should have real diamonds resting against her pretty skin..." his voice trailed off as he let go of your necklace.

man, he really indirectly pointed out how broke you are, and also how the fuck could he tell these diamonds were fake with his naked eye? rich people surprise you every time. 

you couldn't tell if the reason you were blushing was because of the fact that his hands were dangerously close to your neck and chest or if you were embarrassed at the fact that you couldn't afford a real diamond necklace. you were at a loss for words for a hot minute as you looked down at your necklace that seemed to sparkle less now that he pointed out how it isn't genuine. 

"i'm sorry... just thinking out loud," he sighed as he looked you in your eyes, making your breathing hitch for a second. "oh, n-no you're fine," you responded, trying to laugh it off, "would you like anything else? a refill maybe?" you said as you looked down at his almost-empty wine glass. 

"well," he started as he shifted in the barstool, now resting one of his elbows upon the counter, "i would like to buy you a real diamond necklace, but if we're talking in terms of me wanting anything else from the bar, i think i'm fine for now." he smirked and took another sip of his drink. god, he was such a tease, but you didn't mind because he was so unbelievably attractive. 

"you're so sweet," you laughed shyly as you tried to hide your face, "but you seem a bit tipsy, so make sure to be safe out there when you head out." a fake pout formed on his face as he looked at you again. "trying to get rid of me already? i promise i'm not drunk, beautiful," he chuckled as his eyes traveled down to the sparkling crystal wine glass that was now empty. you'd be lying if you said that you weren't on the brink of kissing him because of his smooth comments, but you had to remind yourself that these situations are normal at the rich people bars; they flirt, you fall for them, they take you home, you fall harder, they leave because you meant nothing to them in the first place. 

'never get attached to rich people' was always your golden rule, but you weren't thinking rationally in this particular moment. you were only thinking about him; a rich man whose name you didn't even know yet, and you couldn't help but mentally sigh at the fact that he could never be yours.

"what's on your mind, hm? you look lost in thought," he said, his thick accent music to your ears. you immediately snap out of your thoughts for the nth time tonight, turning red at the fact that you were so obviously disconnected from the situation. "o-oh, it's nothing," you stuttered embarrassingly, "just a little tired; long night, you know?" you lied even though you knew that he could see right through you like you were a piece of glass. 

"is that so?" he smirked then let out a sigh, "i would love to keep talking." you pushed your glasses up and glanced at the clock. it's only half past ten, what's the harm staying for a little longer. 

"i'll stay if you stay with me," you said in a mildly seductive tone as you leaned forward onto the counter, again, hoping to make a few tips. "what made you think that i planned to leave?" he asked, leaning in closer and making you visibly flustered. he smirked, fully aware of the effect he has on you. 

"get yourself something to drink. it's on me," he said as he pulled out a black card, your eyes widening at the sight of it. god, he made you feel like a peasant. "b-but everything here is so expensive, a-and i'd hate for you to spend that kind of money on me-"

"don't worry about it, princess. i only spend by the thousand, so get anything that your heart desires."

his confidence made a knot form in your stomach. oh, how the tables have turned; now you're the horny one. 

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you didn't get blackout drunk so-to-say, but you drank enough alcohol to have a headache when you woke up the next morning, and it took you more than just a few minutes to remember what the hell happened last night. you then realized that you never even asked that guy what his name was and immediately felt like a fucking idiot.

thank god it was your day off because you may have had to call in sick because of the pounding headache that you were suffering-

bzzz...bzzz...bzzz

you groaned as you turned to check who was calling you, and to your surprise, it was yeji. as you hit 'answer,' you hoped she wasn't calling because of short staff at work. 

"hey, y/n! sorry if i'm waking you up, even though it's 3PM," she joked as you groaned and sat up, "there's someone here who just asked for you. uhhh, he has dyed blond hair, average height, and he's veryyyy handsome. he's seated at your section of the bar waiting for you if you want to head over and see what he wants, but i can tell him that it's your day off if you want me to-"

"i'll be right over!"

you quickly hung up the phone and jumped out of bed to get ready. you sobered up so quickly that it could've been a world record. after taking shower so quick that it could've also been a world record, you got dressed in a cute but classy outfit that showed just enough skin to tease him then dashed out the door. 

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you took a deep breath before opening the fancy double doors to get inside the bar, immediately looking over to your side of the bar to see him sitting there patiently waiting for you to show up. you tried your best to casually walk over to your section of the bar but before you could get any closer, yeji spotted you and excitedly ran in your direction, engulfing you in a hug. she let go of you to turn your head to the side with both of her hands, "you see him?!" she exclaimed, quickly prompting you to slap your hand over her mouth. "shush, yej! he has ears, you know!" you whisper-yelled as you both slowly walked over to that side of the bar. as soon as you were close enough to him, yeji gave you a stern pat on the shoulder and rushed back over to the other side of the bar. 

"so," you said flirtatiously as you put your hand on one of his broad shoulders, "i heard you were looking for me." your touch startled him, causing his shoulder to tense up, but he quickly calmed down after he realized it was you. "well, you heard right," he said, his signature smirk forming on his face. you smirked back, looking into his pretty brown eyes and trying to exude the same confidence that he was even though you were nervous out of your pants. 

"you didn't even know who to request seeing as you don't even know my name," you teased as you sat on the stool next to him. "and yet, here you are, miss?" he asked, somehow coming off more confident than you even though he was literally asking a question. "y/l/n y/n" you chuckled, "and you?" 

"jake, jake sim, sim jaeyun. depends who you ask," he said with a hint of sarcasm as held his hand out for you to shake it as if you two were meeting for the first time. you rolled your eyes playfully as you leaned in closer to him. "so, what business do you have with me, jake?" you asked teasingly as you placed your hand on his warm forearm, flustering him. "hmm, i don't know," he said as he put his free hand on top of yours, "maybe we could go out? after all, it is your day off." you looked at him with slight disbelief, not expecting him to ask you to go out with him. "so, like a date?" you asked, cocking your head to the side. "it's whatever you want it to be, princess," he smirked as he stood up, holding his hand out to help you off the high barstool. 

"have fun, guys!" yeji yelled from across the bar as if she'd been watching us the whole time (which she probably was). jake smiled sheepishly as waved back at her, his other hand holding yours as you left the bar together.

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you sat nervously in the passenger's seat of his fancy car, not knowing what to expect out of this little "date" that you two were about to go on. "so, where are we going, jake?" you ask casually, glancing at his perfect side profile. "we're gonna head further into gangnam's shopping centers. i did say i wanted to get you some real diamonds, right?" your eyes widened in a mixture of shock and surprise. 

"y-you're kidding, right?" you laughed sheepishly, but he shook his head, shocking you even further. "nope. we're getting you a pretty little necklace," he said nonchalantly as he parked the car and unbuckled his seatbelt, quickly getting out of the car to open the door for you. handsome and a gentleman? score.

you took jake's hand as he led you into a jewelry store that you never even imagined walking into, let alone buying anything from. your eyes lit up at the immense sparking of diamonds in every corner of the establishment. jake seemed to notice your astonishment and giggled at your cute mannerisms. "go ahead and look around, beautiful," jake politely urged, "your only parameter is that it has to be one thousand or over; i only spend by the thousand, remember?" he smirked as he lifted your chin up with his index finger. you nodded and your cheeks turned a bright shade of pink as jake moved his finger away from your face.

you were completely clueless on how to even begin navigating this jewelry store, so you looked up at jake for a bit of guidance. "you're so cute," he cooed as he wrapped his hand around your waist, pulling you close as he walked you toward one of the huge glass cases of diamond jewelry, "no need to be nervous, y/n." you smiled shyly as you felt the warmth of his arm against your waist. the glass cases were lined with dark red velvet that complimented the shine of the gold and diamonds that rested upon its surface.

after awhile of looking closely at a few necklaces, you finally found a piece that caught your eye. jake noticed the way you gazed at it through the jewelry case and immediately asked an employee to take it out for you. "here," jake said as he gently moved your hair onto your shoulder, clasping the necklace before moving your hair back to its original position, "it looks beautiful on you, princess." you blushed as you looked at yourself in the mirror, the diamond necklace resting against your skin. "do you like this one?" the employee asked the two of you, looking from you to jake, looking visibly flustered at how attractive jake was. you looked at jake and nodded. he smiled as he unclasped the necklace and handed it back over to the employee. "we'll take it," jake said as he held you close. 

"your total comes out to ₩1,897,267.50," the employee said casually as she took jake's black card and swiped it on the pin pad, handing it back to him once the transaction was completed. the price was enough to make you nauseous.

"i told you that real diamonds would look beautiful around your neck," jake said as he gently caressed the necklace that laid against your soft skin, causing goosebumps to run down your body, "but you wanna know what would look even better around your neck?" he asked as you looked deeply into his eyes, nodding for him to continue. "my hand," he said as he leaned in closer, your lips brushing against his as your heartbeat rises to a level you didn't know existed. 

"what are you implying, hm?" you teased, "show me, jake." 

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a simple car make out session turned into you two stumbling into his house, no, sorry, his mansion, bursting into his huge bedroom, and throwing yourselves down on his king size bed. 

"god, you're fucking hot," you breathed out as you toyed with one of the buttons on his shirt. he chuckled and smirked and began to kiss down your neck and shoulders, making your whole body flutter with anticipation. 

anticipation because you'd never done anything like this before; you were a virgin. 

"jake wait," you said softly as you played with his smooth hair, making him stop immediately to make sure he wasn't breaking any of your boundaries, "i, um, i've never done this before." your face turning red in embarrassment from having admitted that you were a virgin. 

"we can stop if you want to-" jake started before you smashed your lips against his, another make out session beginning soon after. "who told you that i wanted to stop?" you asked as you teasingly brushed your fingertips against his cheek. "we'll take it slow, okay? i promise i'll make you feel good, princess."

slowly, you let him take your shirt and bottoms off, leaving you only in your matching black bra and panties. "such a pretty little body," jake breathed out as he ran his hands down your exposed skin, "you're all mine." you bit your lip and nodded as you toyed with his belt, eventually taking it off along with his pants, moaning at the sight of how hard he was. 

he took the diamond necklace off your neck and placed it on his bedside table. "the only thing around your neck is gonna be my hand, isn't that right?" he asked as he positioned himself against the headboard of his bed, motioning for you to sit between his legs. "mhm, jakey," you responded as you cozied your back against his chest. "already such a good girl," he smirked against the back of your head as he planted a kiss on your neck, "let me show you what good girls deserve." slowly, he slid your panties down your legs, teasing your inner thighs in the process, causing you to shiver. 

"let me know if it's too much, okay?" jake said as he began to inch his hand closer and closer to your wet entrance until he eventually brought his fingers to your clit. you gasped at the contact as he began to rub circles around it, putting one of his fingers inside you slowly and beginning to pump it in and out of you. "f-feels good," you moaned out softly as you gripped onto one of his muscular thighs. "yeah? feels good? you're so tight, princess. you might have a little trouble taking my cock," he teased as he began to finger you at a faster pace. you whined out for him, begging him to put another finger in. "please, jakey?" you asked softly, your legs trembling desperately. "how could i say no to such a good girl?" jake cooed as he inserted another finger, moaning at the way your walls squeezed both his ring and middle finger. 

lewd moans and noises escaped your lips as jake continued to finger you, moving his free hand up to your boobs, grabbing and caressing them as he pleased you. 

"w-wanna cum so bad," you whimpered as jake slowed his fingers down, pulling them out of you. "not yet, princess," jake said sternly as he moved you aside to pull his retraining boxers down, revealing his hard length. your eyes lit up innocently at the sight of his member as jake chuckled, pumping himself a few times to tease you. 

"c-can i touch?" you asked softly as you leaned even closer to him. "i would love you to, beautiful, but tonight is about you. you can touch daddy next time, i promise." he said, proceeding to plant a kiss on your soft lips. "now spread your legs for me, sweetheart," jake said softly yet sternly. you followed his orders, leaning against a pillow and spreading your legs for him. he brought his head down between your legs and dragged his tongue up and down your helplessly dripping warmth without warning, causing you to whine and gasp and the new feeling as jake continued to work his tongue around your pussy. 

"jakey," you whined out, biting your lip, "so good. please don't stop." you felt him smirk against your warmth, proceeding to suck on your clit as he held onto your thighs for stability even though they weren't much help considering how much they were trembling. he took mental notes of the way your body reacted to the different things that he did to you, making sure that he pleased you as much as possible.

jake looked up, wiping your excess arousal off of his lips then lining himself up with your mildly overstimulated entrance. "tell me if it hurts, okay, baby? it'll feel good after a little while." jake reassured as he teased your entrance with his tip that leaked precum. you nodded as you let jake push your thighs down onto the bed, eventually pushing a few inches of himself inside your tight entrance. you flinched at the feeling, but jake was quick to offer you his hand to hold, which you gladly accepted. "god, you're so fucking tight," jake groaned out, "i'm so lucky to be the first person who gets to feel you." you whined and nodded. "a-all for you. i'm all daddy's." he smirked against your neck before sucking on a soft section of skin. "yeah, that's right."

soon, he began to slowly move himself in and out of you gently, letting you adjust to his size. "jake, m-more please," you begged quietly as you looked into his eyes. he bit his lip as he began to pick up the pace, causing his head to fall into the crook of your neck as he groaned at the way your walls violently clenched around his cock. 

"fuck, can we switch positions, baby?" jake whispered into your ear, "i want to see that pretty ass bounce against my cock." you nodded as jake got off of you. "ass up, face down, princess," he commanded to which you naturally obeyed, nestling your cheek into the sheets as you arched your back, inviting him to destroy you. "please hurry," you begged, "w-wanna feel you." jake scoffed as he landed a harsh spank on your ass, riling you up even more. "it's your first time and you're already so needy," jake tsked as he shoved himself back inside you, making you moan at the sudden wave of pleasure. 

jake spanked your ass harshly as he pounded into you, your helpless moans and mewls fueling his desire to please you. "jake! so good," you moaned out as you gripped onto the bedsheets. "mhm? daddy making you feel good?" jake asked amorously as he pulled you up so that your back rested against his sweaty chest. "s-so good, jakey," you moaned softly, his thrusts becoming slower as he rubbed your clit, aiding you in reaching your high. 

you practically melted into his hands as you felt your cum run down his veiny member, moaning out his name as he left hickeys on your neck. he slowly lowered your body back down onto the bed to begin ramming himself into you again, making you cry out as he praised you for being such a good toy. "already such a slut and it's only your first time," jake breathed out as his strokes became less uniform and more sloppy. "where do you want daddy's cum, princess?" he asked as he tugged your hair. "i-inside me, please," you moaned softly as jake pulled out of you and laid you down on your back, wanting to look into your eyes while he released his seed inside you. 

you let him continue littering your neck with bites and hickeys as you clawed into his back, moaning uncontrollably at the amount of pleasure being delivered to your body from his. "jakey," you moaned out as his thrusts became stronger, chasing his high as your walls squeezed his hard cock. the sight of his sweaty, toned abs were enough for you to cum all over him again.

"god, you feel so fucking good," jake growled into your ear as his seed coated your tight walls, "next time, we'll go harder, how does that sound, princess?" he asked, you nodding as he kissed your jaw in a caring manner. 

next time, you thought. those two words circulated through your mind.

you both collapsed onto his now unmade bed, panting and sweating but also sharing a few laughs and soft kisses. jake slid his hand between your thighs, bringing his big hand toward your now sore entrance as he planted a kiss on your cheek. "aw, i'm sorry, princess," jake said sweetly, "sorry i made you bleed; it happens when it's your first time, but i promise you'll feel better soon." you smiled shyly into his collarbone. his words struck a soft spot in your heart. it felt almost... intimate. 

"so," jake started, breaking the awkward silence before it could fully set in, "dinner?"

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as if you hadn't gotten enough of the 'rich life' experience today, jake surprised you once again by taking you to a nauseatingly expensive restaurant that you never thought you'd set foot into. a typical white tablecloth was draped around a single round table that was decorated with pretty rose petals and a tea light; super cliché and predictable of a fancy restaurant, but still romantic nonetheless. 

"jake?" you asked, prompting him to look up from the menu that you were sure he's seen more than a million times, "has anyone ever told you how sweet you are?" he bit his lip shyly and looked down at the table again. "shhh, you're making me blush, y/n," jake whined as his puppy dog eyes glimmered in the dim lights. "what? i'm serious," you giggled as he put his hand on the nape of his neck, getting shy again. wanting to keep up the whole confident act, you pulled out your phone and took a candid photo of him looking all shy, giggling at the photo you got as a result.

"hey!" he whined again, "two can play that game." jake pulled his phone out of his pocket and snapped a picture of you in return, making you cover your face shyly as he teased you for being cute. "see," jake said as he showed the picture to you, "now i have a cute little contact photo for you." you swatted at him playfully as he let out soft laughs, trying not to make the two of you look like idiots inside this fancy restaurant. 

you were on your phone deciding what his name should be on your phone, and you hoped you weren't the only one overthinking it. you went from

jake sim

no

jake

no

jake :)

no

jake... your fingers lingered over your keyboard before ultimately deciding on

jake🤍

was the heart emoji too intense? maybe. but did you care? no. 

little did you know, jake was on the other side of the table having the same dilemma.

y/n y/l/n

no, that's too formal 

y/n

no, that's too generic

y/n :)

no, that seems a little creepy

y/n 💕

he was unsure at first, but ultimately decided that he was going to keep it like that.

"y/n?" jake asked, probably noticing how unnecessarily focused you were on your phone. "oh, yeah," you smiled sheepishly as you looked up from your phone, "sorry about that." he smiled shyly at you as you took a sip of water from a fancy wine glass. 

"hey," jake started, "do you mind if i ask you a question? well, it's more of a proposal; a "business proposal" if you will." he said with air quotes. you cocked your head to the side in confusion but nodded for him to continue. 

"have you every had a sugar daddy before?"

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a/n: HI GANG SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG LOL MY BRAIN IS ALL KINDS OF FRIED but no fr i want to make these chapters long and plentiful for you guys so no one has to foam at the mouth waiting too long for what's gonna happen next

but anyway, thank you guys for supporting this series and my page in general, you jake whores <3

-jake whore jardi

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[valentine-writes]

Can i request a moon/sun and monty (platonic) with a Fem S/O who has long and very soft hair. But one day she shows up with her hair short, like, hitting her shoulder?

In my mind looks like a funny scenario.

animatronics reacting to your haircut hcs !

↳ ft. the glamrocks + sun and moon

「 gn! reader, can be platonic or romantic <3 」

author's note: okay, so!! i adjusted a few thingz w/ the req so reader iz gn and we now have all the glamrocks + sun and moon!!! cuz hnwbwjdn i love all of them i just had to do hcs 4 each of them :< anyways!!! hopefully thatz okay w/ u anon!! these are super lighthearted in comparison 2 my normal stuff becuz anon the last bit of ur ask made me realize i love a good funny lil scenario /ᐠ. ᴗ.ᐟ\ grammar mistakes and spelling errors might b in here soz!

▸ GLAMROCK CHICA doesn't even notice at first. oops. if you prompt her with a "guess what's different :]" type of thing, she'll guess almost everything other than your hair length.

"oh, i got it! your shoes! i love them, they look so nice on you- ...what do you mean it's been the same pair the entire week?"

when she finally gets the answer right (or when you finally tell her) she gets super excited!!!! chica gushes over the way it looks and throws you a million compliments, which are all completely honest. she thinks you look great! she probably tries to find a bunch of accessories you can wear considering your styling options might be limited now. she definitely tries to get you some cute hair clips and stuff :]

▸ GLAMROCK FREDDY immediately notices. he's suprised but like- in a good way. like his ai brain just goes "!!!" he might ask why you cut it though- he's not judging your choices, he's just curious. did it get in your way too much? was it bothersome to maintain that much hair? or did you just want to? or he doesn't say anything at first- just taking time to admire how good you look with your new hairstyle. freddy definitely mentions it eventally though, and tells you how much it suits you. always likes how the things you do are just so. you. he's your biggest fan when it comes to new and fun ways of self expression. freddy's just supportive like that :> he probably considers getting a haircut himself- and then realizes he has no hair. upsetting.

▸ ROXANNE WOLF immediately panics. why did you cut it? why does it look so cool? is she missing out?? lord FORBID she look boring and basic and bland with her regular long hair- oh. you just cut it? like. you just wanted to? nothing deep about it?? alright. nice. she mentions it only in passing, super casual and nonchalant, but she's totally excited to see you rocking a new style!! now she's trying to consider if she needs to switch things up too. (she can't let you have all the cool points- a girl’s gotta step it up every now and then!!!) changing her hair length is out of the question because obviously her design has to align with the merch of her at the gift store. but now she's taking notes on what she could change. just assure her that she's already cool- she might cry but she's just appreciative of any earnest compliments from you.

▸ MONTGOMERY GATOR hardly recognizes you until you turn around. you'd figure he'd be better at identifying you, considering he could literally scan you with his animatronic eyes and figure out who you are. instead you've got him kinda confused as he squints your direction to figure out whoever this mysterious stranger could be. it's you- you look different! like totally different. he probably blurts this outloud, which accidentally sounds kinds of mean- but like. it's a good suprise. this haircut means that he gets to ruffle it >:) he'll do it often too- monty's just playful like that. when you had longer hair, monty didn't want to do it in case he accidentally tangled it all up in his claws- but now that it's shorter and easier to maintain, ruffling your hair is fair game. it's really just one of monty's little silly way to show affection- that, and straight up head pats are just. awkward to give.

▸ SUN fully freaks out. full blown "!?2!?2^{*}€*^{*{" from him. you can't tell whether it's positive or not, but it seems like it's good? after cooling down, he’ll take your face and cup it gently between both of his hands, pause, stare, lean in close, squint, move his face away a little- and give you almost a thousand nods of approval. he likes it! score! whenever you come around and he sees you, he'll very politely ask to brush and/or try to style it for you! sun really really wants to try. he's suprisingly good at it, despite what you might have thought. he's just incredibly strict on movement during this. absolutely no moving, or you'll ruin it :( but once it's done he's just so proud of himself and so estatic to see how adorable you look!!!!

▸ MOON moves in very close to look at it. it's a weird and kind of tense silence (broken only by the jingling of the bells on his wrists and shoes) but he seems to like it. he'll gently reach out to it- glance at you for permission- and then run his hand atop it, only to stop at where it ends. he doesn't say much about it, but it's clear that he likes you for you. doesn't matter what you look like, you're wonderful either way. however, because of sun, moon now knows a bunch of ways to style your hair. he won't do it unless you ask him- but he's secretly happy to be able to do it when you ask.

[httplilacskies]

kiss me

pairing - camilo madrigal x gn reader

summary - after your best friend camilo sneaks into your bedroom, he demands something unexpected

warnings - none, just pure fluff for the soul

notes - this is my first reader insert fanfic and i am new to tumblr so please treat me nicely! i apologise for any spelling or grammar errors. a link to part two is at the end! reblogs and comments are highly appreciated!

the rising sun marked a new day for the community in which you stayed. the rays from the sun peeked through your curtains that hung from your window, stirring you awake from your slumber, much to your dismay.

"y/n! wake up! don't tell me you forgot what day it is today!" called your older sister from the kitchen, in an almost scolding tone.

ah, how could you forget. dolores madrigal and mariano guzmán would be getting married today. it has been the talk of the community ever since mariano proposed and what the madrigal family have been planning for months to ensure that the day would go perfectly.

you rose from your bed with a yawn and stretched your upper body before a knock at your window startled you. with a hand placed at your chest to calm your erratic heartbeat, you pulled back your curtains to see your best friend camilo madrigal with the biggest grin on his features. you took a step back and glared at camilo as he stepped into your room through your window.

"wipe the grin off your face, cami! don't you know how to use a door?" you scolded the brunette with your arms crossed and a glare still evident on your features.

camilo chuckled mischievously and playfully ruffled your hair, making you become visibly flustered.

"how could i resist teasing my best friend?" camilo shrugged before making himself comfortable on your bed.

with a sigh you walked over to camilo and lay next to him, before the brunette turned to face you. with your face inches apart from camilo's, you could not help but appreciate his handsome features.

camilo gently placed a strand of your hair behind your ear that had fallen out of place from when, you assumed, the brunette ruffled your hair moments prior.

"you're staring~" camilo teased with playful smirk.

oops. you must have been gazing at him for longer than you realised.

you become visibly flustered at being caught and tried to push camilo away, but your best friend moved much quicker than you anticipated and pinned your arms above your head, ruining your chances of escape.

"oh no you don't~" camilo grinned mischievously before sliding his free hand under your top and tickling your stomach.

you expected nothing less from your best friend, camilo has always been this playful ever since his cousin mirabel introduced you both.

camilo proceeded to tickle you for a while longer until you both became breathless – you due to lack of air and camilo due to laughing at your pleas for help – you swear you saw him wipe a tear from his eye over how hard he was laughing, that little devil!

you lay beneath camilo attempting to catch your breath when you noticed that the brunette was still above you, gazing into your eyes.

"now you're the one staring, cami~" you could not help but giggle.

camilo's eyes became serious the second you broke him out of his thoughts, the playfulness that was once in them now nonexistent.

"kiss me." camilo suddenly demanded, still breathless.

you hesitated only for a second due to shock at his sudden demand, before gently pulling him closer to meet his lips.

read part two here!