#including his boyfriend but he's not allowed to ask about him and also rarely gets to talk about any of it at all so

[enderevynne]

MASS EFFECT 2: LEGENDARY EDITION ➤ OC GIFS: Zeke

ZEKE SHEPARD

what have I done

[bones4thecats]

you can also do Orion pax/Optimus prime x cybertroniana reader, both were a couple before the war, and they still follow him on Earth

TFP! Optimus Having A Longtime S/O

Character: Optimus Prime (Transformers Prime) Requester: @zinnia1506 A/N: I love this trope. Just a calm and nonchalant boyfriend x his loving and slightly-feral S/O! Anyways, I hope you like this. ⚠️ Spoilers/Trigger Warnings for: The ending of the show and Predcons Rising Film ⚠️

Fun fact: I wrote this listening to Lion King/Guard songs😂

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⚔️ Optimus doesn't have that many people left, at least people that he knows that are currently alive. He knew more friends were deceased than alive basically

⚔️ Though, he does have someone alive that he cares the most about; his adorable S/O. You.

⚔️ Meeting back when he was still Orion Pax and a young data clerk working inside of the Iacon and you were the current Grand Diplomat of Alpha Trion's rule as Cybertron's Council's head

⚔️ You had to deliver some information in pads to the place to get organized, and when the young bot smiled and allowed you inside to organize them to how Alpha Trion wished, you began to ask about his life

⚔️ As you began to speak from time-to-time whenever you visited with more classified documents, a bond was formed quick. While many solar cycles passed, the pair of young bots were ogled on by many elders, especially Orion's friend, Megatronus, and your boss, Alpha Trion

⚔️ You were there when Megatronus, now Megatron, was denied in favor of Orion. And you were right by his side when the war blasted off and you soared away with his small team to Earth in hopes of finding something to help with the war and your home planet

⚔️ And while you two would spend many of your days by one another, as the war progressed, that was becoming harder and harder. Thankfully, your teammates would get you two to spend time together by taking some work away from your servos

⚔️ Now, when it comes to missions, you guys almost always go together. Very rarely are you apart in battle. And whenever you go without him, he keeps solid contact with you, and whenever he doesn't get a decent reply, he gets worried beyond recognition

⚔️ During the time fighting against Megatron for the final time, you were help hostage with Ratchet. Being held not for assistance in finalizing the synthetic energon, but for your information on fixing Cybertron, in which you told Megatron to piss off and jump down a hole to a scrapheap

⚔️ Unlike Ratchet, you weren't given to Predaking to kill, rather, you were held in a cell surrounded by Vehicon soldiers. In a matter of minutes, you had gone from acting unconscious to wrapping your legs around on soldiers neck from behind and killing all around you. Think of that scene from The Suicide Squad (2021) when Harley broke out

(Here's a link for reference: Link) - warnings for A LOT blood and death!

⚔️ Optimus was very pleased when he saw both you and Ratchet okay, but when he saw a Vehicon attempt attacking you, he blasted him to the Well of the Allspark. Despite this, you fought brilliantly against the many soldiers against you

⚔️ You also showed a new depth of rhythmicity, from attacking Megatron from behind as Optimus took the front. And before you were knocked aside roughly and your sparkmate was hanging onto the Nemesis, everyone, including Decepticons, were shocked at how in-sync you two were. You really were sparkmates

⚔️ Bumblebee then killed Megatron, making you leap in joy and help him get your sparkmate up and onto the ship's base. You held the mech closely as you cheered with the rest of your team about the win against the Cons

⚔️ Throughout the rest of your lives together, you spent it fighting against Unicron. And while it was hard for you to say goodbye to your lover of many hundreds of years, you couldn't help but shed a tear when his red, white, and blue spark spun around you and acted as if he was pecking your forehead

⚔️ The others watched with smiles as you kissed the spark before watching it fly away. Ratchet patted your shoulder as Bee and the other, including Knockout, gathered around you in a large group hug. You were a family no matter what, thanks to the mech you called your one and only...

"I love you, Y/N..."

[pablitogavii]

Questions

Recently seen this tiktok so I decided to do it with out golden boy 😉

He's definitely a jealous, protective bf type!!!

"Welcome to another video!! You ready amor??" you said into the camera held by one of Pablo's childhood friends Mario.

"Si, I'm ready. Mi chica torturing me in front of live audience" he said acting annoyed while clapping as his friends joined in including Pedri, Ansu, Balde and Ale. You giggled nodding your head and grabbing his phone where you wrote down some questions.

"Today we are asking my non-jealous boyfriend hypothetical questions" you said and he rolled his eyes acting like a whining child

"Non jealous means I'm celoso and I am not!!!" he said making all his friends laugh with his 'spanglish' and also because they as well as you knew Pablo was super jealous!!!

"Alright, alright! First question..um..what would you do if I called you in the middle of the night blacked out at the side of the road???" you ask giggling afterwards since this was basically impossible since you never drink more than one drink and rarely go out without him.

"I'd come pick you up..." he said making your heart melt and his friends awed making Pablo embarrassed and a blushing mess. You just had to lean in and peck your boyfriend's cheek.

"That's it?? Like you wouldn't be mad at me?" you add after pulling back and he was already clenching his jaw trying his best to appear 'chill' in front of the cameras.

"Come on! Be honest hermano! You would freak the fuck out!" Pedri added getting caught on camera as well and Pablo groaned knowing that he would go crazy if this really happened.

"Um..I would have some questions" he said although you both knew those would not be just 'questions' but whatever you were letting him act all "cool" for now.

"What if I was flirting with your friends???" you ask earning 'sound effects' from the boys which were purposefully trying to agitate Pablo right now.

"What???" he said with big eyes almost pouting and you giggled reminding him it is just hypothetical.

"Um..I..would just leave..I don't know! These are stupid!!" he said looking away but you smirked seeing that all the guys were catching up on your boy's jealousy right now.

"Come on amor, there are more..." you say pulling him back into the frame but he was not in the mood for more 'hypothetical' scenarios where he loses you.

"Por favor..for me???" you pout now and he sighs knowing it's impossible to say no to that so you continued.

"What would you do if I went to the party without you???" you ask and he thinks about this one shrugging his shoulders. Pablo is obviously not that strict where you always need to be together but he likes to know where you're at in case of emergency or knowing who you are with.

"Like with other wags?" he asked bless his heart because that's only other company you ever went out with during those 'girl's nights' when boys aren't allowed to join in.

"Sure..but let's say some guys were there and I didn't tell you about it?" you say and at first Pablo was relaxed but hearing your fulls sentence got him clenching his fists which Mario got on camera of course.

"Yeah..um...I wouldn't be very pleased.." he kept his cool which you knew was very hard so you were proud of him wondering how to brake him.

"No?" you add and he shook his head snaking his arm around your waist and pulling you closer to him which you knew was his reassurance method so you let him.

"Amor..how many more?? I hate this!" he whispered into your neck and you tell him a few which made his groan and lay his head on your shoulder as you looked for the next question.

"Babyyyy!!!" Ansu yelled making you giggle. Pablo really was your baby soemtimes!

"Shut up A!!!" you defended him making Pablo smirk and nod his head proudly.

"What would you do if I slept with another guy.." you started reading but this was too much for Pablo who got off your shoulder immediately.

"AMOR!" he said clearly agitated and you chuckled at his messy hair and big eyes staring at your right now in complete and utter disbelief.

"BUT..but we didn't touch amor???" you raise your brows at the question while he still had his mouth open shaking his head in annoyance.

"Yeah right! "Didn't touch"..come on! Am I right or am I right boys?" Pablo said and all guys agreed that scenario would literally be impossible.

"So you'd leave?" you ask and he nods like it was the most obvious thing in the world before pulling you close again and kissing your lips.

"So stay in my bed only!" he whispered and you giggled nodding your head and pecking his lips one more time. You tried reading the next question but boys kept talking about how stupid 'guy girl friendships are' until you sushed them and held your palm to Pablo's mouth.

"What would you do if I became a stripper???" you say laughing immediately at Pablo's reaction. Everyone knows you're a shy girl so this was literally the opposite of what was possible.

"MY stripper is fine! But NO!" he said smirking and now you were a blushing mess hiding your face into Pablo's chest while everyone teased you.

"I'm done with these!!!" you say giggling and Pablo nodded agreeing with you while raising your chin and kissing your lips as the video ended and you all laughed at the filmed content afterwards.

"You're definitely not celoso, Pablito!" Pedri said and everyone laughed including Pablo who looked at you with literal heart eyes which you adored kissing him quickly again.

Hope you like it!!! ❤️❤️❤️

[tevanbegins]

So this is absolutely silly, but I was thinking about Tommy getting embroiled in some kind of a hilarious tug-of-war between the 118 firefighters and their partners. Something like...

Maybe there's a 118 spouse club comprising Athena, Maddie, and Karen, them secretly meeting up for lunch once a month to gossip about their partners' crazy on-duty shenanigans and also bond in general over other stuff. After Buck and Tommy's relationship gets serious, Maddie invites Tommy to join them going forward. But the ladies do have one condition — none of their partners is supposed to know about these meet-ups, so Tommy isn't allowed to tell Buck and also never reveal any of their gossips to him, because that would mean breaking the primary rule of the club.

Intimidated yet excited at the prospect of hanging out with these badass ladies, Tommy agrees. He thinks it wouldn't be much of a hassle keeping it a secret. Except he doesn't know how deep his boyfriend's curiousity can run, and what he can do to get to the bottom of anything suspicious.

But while Tommy can understand the emotional highs and lows of being in love with a firefighter, he is a firefighter himself too. So whenever the 118 come up with off-duty plans to hang out and chill, they made sure to include Tommy and he was always happy to oblige them as well.

Except there's this one time, his plans with the 118 and the spouse club are coinciding and Tommy can't decide which gang to ditch and what excuse to give. He asks the spouse club if they could reschedule their lunch but they say it's already been more than a month since they'd last met and aligning their schedules might take another month. They say they can cancel lunch if he wants to go with the 118 because they didn't want to meet without all four of them present, because Tommy has become that important to them.

Tommy feels guilty. So now he tries to come up with some excuse to get out of the 118's trekking plans, and Buck grows suspicious when Tommy is unable to give convincing reasons for not coming. When Tommy refuses to give the real reason why he doesn't want to come, Buck makes his puppy dog face and is almost on the verge of tears, dramatically whining that Tommy is bored of him and doesn't love him anymore.

Tommy of course loses the battle to Buck and ends up revealing the existence of the spouse club to him, telling him not to tell the others at the 118 about it or else the trio of Maddie-Athena-Karen would kick his ass for betraying them. Buck promises he wouldn't, but on one condition — he wants to know all the gossip they discuss. Tommy says he won't be doing that because it's ridiculous and unfair and defeats the whole purpose of the club.

Buck doesn't argue further and sticks to his promise for a good time, but he tries using his sexual prowess to get the gossip out of him. Unfortunately for Buck, Tommy holds his resolve, albeit with a lot of difficulty. Even the reverse strategy of withholding sex doesn't work, mainly because Buck himself is unable to go a day without jumping Tommy.

Buck is annoyed with all the secrecy and decides to resort to a sneaky way to expose the spouse club without breaking his verbal promise to Tommy. He somehow finds out the venue where the spouse club is meeting next, when he luckily chances upon some lock screen message notifications on Tommy's phone from the spouse club chat group while Tommy was showering.

Buck sneakily makes lunch plans with the 118 at the same place at the same time, not telling them where they were going in case any of them told their partners about the venue and the spouse club changed their plans. And then the spouse club is busted when the 118 show up, and everyone is taken by surprise. The spouse club members are all shocked to see the 118 over there, who confront them about this secret party. They in turn ask how the 118 managed to pick such a rare spot that's so out of the way and that it was too much of a coincidence that they came here at the same time.

Buck finally blurts out that he has known about their meetings for a long time and the spouse club ladies turn to Tommy and call him a traitor. Tommy is too stunned, he says he told Buck about the club under duress but he never revealed where they were meeting. Buck remains silent, feeling a bit guilty. The 118 also call Tommy a traitor for not revealing the existence of this spouse club all the times they hung out together.

And that's how Tommy gets caught and becomes the centrepiece of this argument between both gangs, and he looks like he is about to have a nervous breakdown. Buck suddenly gets all protective and scolds both gangs for stressing his poor boyfriend out, and they are all left flabbergasted as Buck takes Tommy out for a walk and says they'd return after a bit, saying that he hoped the others would get a grip on themselves by then.

Although everyone stops bickering eventually and they sit down together at one big table to have lunch together, Bobby, Chimney, and Hen continue to give their respective partners — Athena, Maddie, and Karen — judgy looks for a while. Buck is busy being his cutest self trying to get Tommy to forgive him for getting him into trouble with both the gangs. He knows Tommy can't stay mad at him too long! (He has his ways 😏)

Meanwhile, Eddie — hitherto a silent spectator to all this chaotic drama — bursts out laughing looking at all of them and says he's never been happier to be single!

[fallingdownhell]

Liyue men when you pamper them with a massage after a day's of hard work.

Characters Included: Childe; Xiao; Zhongli

Content: Gender neutral reader; slightly suggestive; spoiling your men after a hard day; not proofread yet!

Word count: 1,4k words

Enjoy reading!

Childe

feels like he's on cloud nine and starts asking himself what he did to deserve someone like you

absolutely adores you even more when you do this for him

you've noticed that he's been coming home later than usual the past few days

on top of that, he seems to still be stressed and annoyed when coming home

so, you decided to do something nice for him today, to try and help him calm down a bit

first things first, you made dinner a little later that day so it would still be nice and warm, not just reheated for him. Also, you decided to treat him to his favourite, since you rarely made it due to how difficult it is to get done

when he got home, still mildly annoyed at the people who just keep messing up their very easy tasks, he is immediately greeted by a smell he would recognise anywhere

Childe immediately makes his way to the kitchen where you just apply the finishing touches to the meal. You haven't noticed him entering, so you jump a little as you feel two strong arms circling around you, hugging you close to him

he burries his head in your shoulder, just holding you like that. You smile as you place your hands on his arms, letting him induldge

after some time, you gently pry him off and make him sit on the table, where you serve him the plate full of food

he savors every little bit, the enjoyment clearly visible on his face. You can't help but smile ear to ear from how such a little gesture was enough to cheer him up again

once he's done, you put the dishes away and lead him towards your bedroom, where you make him lay on the bed on his stomach

Childe protests at first, saying that you already spoiled him enough and that he should be the one doing this for you, but you still insist. And who was he to refuse you?

So, he complied, laying down and enjoying the massage you were giving him. It was heavenly and he felt himself relax more and more with every passing second

At some point, Childe even feel asleep, but when he woke up again, you were still going with your gentle movements

suddenly, Childe sat up a bit, grabbed you by the waist and manouvered you and himself so that you were now laying underneath him has he leaned down and captured your lips in a passionate kiss

"Thank you for all this, my love. Now... let me give you something back as well.."

Xiao

he is very much used to his "work" by now, having been doing it for more than a few hundred years already

and even though the karmic debt puts quite a burden on him and his body, the monsters themselves don't compare to that at all

with that being said, you noticed that your boyfriend seemed to be more worn down and exhausted these past few days

you didn't know what exactly happened or if it was still happening, but.. you wanted to help him. To get him to relax and forget about everything else, even if it was just for a few minutes

so, you began thinking. Thinking of ways to show him how much you appreciated and loved him, while also aiding him in whatever way you could, since he wouldn't allow you to fight by his side

you could always make him some almond tofu, but... that was too basic. Sure he would appreciate it, but that would be more like an added bonus more than anything else. It also probably won't make him relax

For a few hours, you scratched your brain, pacing around your room, trying to think of something, when suddenly, an idea popped in your head

sure, it was a bit unconventional and Xiao would probably scold you for suggesting something like that, but... it was still worth a shot, right?

so, deciding to put your plan into action right this evening, you waited for him to return to you like he does every night

once he did come back, he was looking as exhausted as you expected him to, thinking back to the past few days

you let him calm down for a few minutes first, before you approached him

you gently took his hand in yours, leading him towards the bed without a word. Xiao was confused but followed you nonetheless. He trusted you, after all, and he knew you would never do something to him he would not be okay with

when you told him to lay on the bed on his stomach, he was even more confused, but followed through with it after a few seconds of hesitating

once he was positioned, you climbed on top of him, sitting down on his thighs as you pushed his shirt up

before Xiao could protest, he felt your, unexpectedly warm, hands start to massage and knead his skin. Though taken by surprise, he couldn't deny how good it felt, his muscles instantly starting to relax under your touch

he couldn't help the soft sounds of pleasure that escaped his lips, trying to hold them down but failing completely

hearing that, it only spurred you on to continue, now knowing that you were making him feel good doing this for him

maybe, you would induldge him like this more often in the future...

Zhongli

living among humans as another mortal just like them was... exhausting, to say the least

and even though Zhongli was happy and content with his decision, since it also led him to you, some days, he regretted it just a little bit

life before, in times of peace, was much more comfortable. Working just like the other humans, maintaining a job... it was not as easy as he had expected it to be

of course, living together with him, you also noticed his growing exhaustion and tiredness each passing day

normally, he would come home from work, telling you about his day while you guys were cooking together, spending the entire evening together

recently however, he was tired when coming home, often times taking a nap and by the time he woke up, you were already done with dinner. You did eat together, but he kept quiet through it

so, you had been thinking on how you could help your dear boyfriend to relax a bit more

you couldn't exactly take any of his work off his shoulders, so you tried thinking of ways to relax him after he got home. Cooking, even though he obviously seemed to enjoy it, didn't do the trick for him though

So, you took a different approach, having come up with a pretty good idea, if you were to say so yourself

when he got home that day, you could tell how exhausted he was again. You knew that he would probably go up to your shared bedroom to take a nap again, but before he could say anything, you took him by the hand and led him towards the room yourself

Zhongli, not having expected you to do this, still let you drag him around until you ended up in the bedroom where you told him to take off his shirt and lay down

he was taken aback by your request, but still followed after a few seconds

when he laid down and you then got on top of him, was when he started to get... those kinds of thoughts, his mind filling with desire towards you

but before he could act on those desires and thoughts, you started to massage his back, working on his sore and tense muscles, which caused him to instantly relax and melt under your touch

soft hums of content left his lips as he enjoyed the treatment he got from you, but his mind quickly wandered back to more... impure thoughts

he tried to hold his desires down. After all, you only had his best interest in mind, trying to help him relax after a long day

but he soon came to the realization that he was weak when it came to you and his desires for you

and even though he was grateful for your effort, he wanted to show you just how much he appreciated you, as well. So what if that just so happened to take him an entire night...

[riddles-fiddles]

Can we have a cat? Pt. 2

Synopsis: you ask your boyfriend (+your bff Ortho) if you two can raise a baby kitten together. Characters: all the vice housewardens Tags: fluff, silly scenario to warm the heart Notes: gender neutral reader, slight long post, will make more of this if someone requests for characters not included here

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I feel like he's more of a dog person

So when you ask him about it, he's a bit hesitant at first

"A cat? But what's so fun about them? They just lie around all day along and scratch you when they're hungry." Somehow the way he wailed about your suggestion could be sharply directed to Leona, who was, in the end of the day, a big feline. Ruggie also tried to put some sense into you, telling you how it wouldn't work out since you are both very busy students, and he also needed to tend to Leona's whims - and that was enough cat for him. Alas, he's not immune to puppydog eyes. All it took him to have a change of heart was to gaze upon your sad, big shining eyes, and he was sold; there's no way he would not melt and feel guilt under such a powerful spell, specially when you always left him feeling like you could stare your demands right into his soul. By the end of the day, he complied to your request, but settled some reasonable rules before giving you the green card to get a kitten - 1. it shall stay with you at ramshackle dorm; 2. don't let it disturb Leona; 3. if it tries to scratch or bite, he'll bite back (jokingly, you hoped). In contrast to his defiance regarding getting a feline companion, the little cub decided to stick to Ruggie, always on his feet and clinging for his affection. At last, it wasn't so rare to catch both of them snuggled together in a deep, warm nap. "This little ball of fluff isn't all that bad, actually... it's pretty warm and soft."

Growing as a servant, Jamil learned a lot about animal care

But that doesn't mean you get to convince him so easily

"I'm sorry love, but I'm a busy man. I don't think it would be fair to try and raise a baby kitten by meeting its minimal needs." Jamil made it clear to you that despite wanting to share such a wonderful responsibility, he wouldn't be able to do it right, and therefore, would rather wait until you two had more time.

Jamil wouldn't budge no matter how many tear-filled sparkling eyes you direct his way - stubborn and determined to achieve his goals, he would rather pursue a better life and place before settling into the blissful details of domestic life and tending of animals. During all his servitude days to Kalim, he would entertain you by suggesting names with funny meanings, or tell you stories from his family/close friends about some cat mischief, happy to pull some joyous laughter from you by his silly stories - promising that someday he would gift you the prettiest kitten alive. When finally achieving freedom with enough independency and good money, Jamil quickly complied to his promises, waiting for a special occasion to gift you the kitten you dreamed about so much. "My treasure, I'm the happiest when by your side, and as evidence of my undying love and devotion, I want to give you something very special."

Is excited by the aspect of owning a kitten but doesn't show it

Genuinely curious but there's also a low miscievous tone under his smile

"A baby kitten? I think that could be arranged, if so fervently you wish." Complies without much hesitation, but leaves most of the responisbility over your shoulders, mostly because he's busy making sure Mostro Lounge doesn't explode by his brother's antics or managing the patrons since he's the most reliable twin.

Allows you to name the kitten, since particularly he'd prefer to not worry about name meanings or if any sound pretty enough. Regardless of that though, he'll come up with funny nicknames for the little feline, using them to annoy you, entertained by your grimaces. "He's truly an intriguing ugly duck, isn't he?", he would tease with a low chuckle, all while playing gingerly with the kitten sprawled over his lap, hands tugging gently on the toebeans. "It's like taking care of a fluffy mudskipper with too much energy." Despite his odd choice of terms of endearment, you can rest assured that Jade absolutely loves the little feline, though partaking mostly on the fun side of pet care - playing around, sharing snacks, napping together... sometimes he would even bring the little one to Mostro Lounge with him to 'help with the customers'. In no time, both your beloved boys would turn into stars on the fancy lounge.

With Lilia, everything is just another fun llittle opportunity

Eagerly accepts and won't hear a word of protest from neither Sebek or Silver

Like Jade, Lilia allows you to choose a name, as he judges himself terrible with such a matter. Follows you around adoption centers, excitement clear on his step, sometimes even forgetting you two were supposed to actually leave the places with a single kitten in arms - the felines love him, that's clear as day, and he made sure to poke at your jealousy as swarns of baby kittens clinged to him.

It quickly turned clear how hard it could be to settle with a single animal, though, since each and every one had their very unique quirkness and special demands, and everything had to be in tune for you two and the feline to grow happy and welcomed - like it was fun to meet so many cute kittens, but none had clicked right yet. Until, someday while you two walked down the streets of your hometown during the holidays, you noticed a shy and cautious figure hiding away between some bushes - nothing but big golden eyes peeking between the foliage to alert you of its presence, as the deep black fur mingled within. Slowly and surely, the small feline warmed up to both of you as you dedicated some time to persuade it out of its hiding spot with a stray yarn of Lilia's shirt. "The poor kitten is missing a leg," Lilia pointed out the missed detail, though his voice carried nothing but tender esteem. "I think she's perfect for us."

Another dog person

Rook can appreciate the beauty of felines, but much prefers the versatility and utility a dog offers for hunts and guarding duties

Rook watches in amusement as you talk your way into his heart, excitement contagious as you regard everything you appreciate the most about the fluffy critters. "Mon cher trickster," he coos beneath his breath, voice full of love and admiration as he takes your hands between his. "The way you spill the love for such gorgeous and mysterious creatures captivates my soul, though I think we could benefit more from a dog, don't you agree?" Feels sincerely bad for making you frustrated and look so down from his suggestion, he actually takes his time and dedication to learn more about the extensive world of cat breeds. He is the the most pleased bu finding out there actually exists a special kind of cat carefully bred to assist their owners into their exhausting hunts. Alright, maybe this kind of cat wasn't truly suitable for bigger prey like he expected, but the concept of being followed during his chases by such a glorious creature instigated him, since maine coons are known to be an adventurous, curious breed. "My most beloved, after some time of research and contemplation, I came to the conclusion that cats are, indeed, great companions," Rook muses in, arms concealed behind his back as he leaned in to smoother a trail of kisses all over your face, words tender and mysterious. "That's why I have a rather heartwarming gift to match your most exquisite and feline-like beauty." With a charming wink, he carefully craddles a baby kitten of bulky size into your arms, the grey fur glistening against your skin.

The happiest. Day. Of. His. Life!!!!!!!!!

He's so excited he might overheat his systems - talking about it, he already knew.

Ortho already suspected that you were looking for a kitten to adopt - he saw your search history on your device - with the best of intentions, of course, merely trying to get a glimpse of your current interest to gift you something. He wouldn't even need to try and look all sunny and surprised, because he truly was excited!!! Ortho loves animals, especially cats, since they're very chill and cuddly, and don't need as much attendance as dogs do! Of course, he asks his brother first though, to be sure he would be okay with a cat sharing their room from time to time. Ortho quickly convinces his big bro into adopting a cat by giving the biggest, most irresistible big eyes ever known to humanity, and the boy literally wastes no time; by the next time you come in to hang around, the dorm is already adapted with cat-proof furniture and an indoor cat playground with complex and stylized tunnels. The boy gladly bestows an exclusive version of the playground in Ramshackle Dorm so the little kitten can get entertained in both dorms, spending heavy minutes of his day playing and cuddling with your shared feline company - he thinks it's a very good thing you two adopted an animal, since it pushed him into being more in tune with reality. "She is so cute in every little aspect! I want to play with her forever..."

Thinks about what Riddle might think of it so is reluctant at first

But he simply can't say no to you, especially with that heartfelt request

"Ugh... alright, my love. We can have a kitten together, but let's keep it low so Riddle doesn't find out about this." Trey is confident in his ability to pass the details unnoticed to Riddle and the rest of his dorm, convincing you to keep the kitten with you at all times at Ramshackle Dorm.

He dutifully visited Ramshackle to help you with the responsibilities of taking care of the small feline, even bringing homemade special treats he baked, reveling on the simple pleasure of sharing domestic moments between you and the kitten. His favourite time of the day quick turned to be the hours he would be able to spend on the couch of Ramshackle Dorm with you, your head rested against his shoulder as your little kitten laid sprawled comfortably over your laps, his quiet purrs engulfing the silence of the solitary dorm like a magical song to sooth his worries and tension away.

"When I met you, I thought you'd be my one and only fortress to ground myself and easy my worries away when needed, but I'm glad to meet this little fella. You two are both the best things to ever happen to me."

[horror130]

dating Vance Hopper as Dean Winchester's son would include

(the reader has no defined gender)

(fun facts you might not mind but I'll share anyway: these two cute boys not only have anger issues in common they also have the same MBTI ESTP)

° my friend you have a serious problem on your hands.

° the point is that these two guys absolutely hate each other they only put up with each other because of you.

° when you told dean you wanted to introduce your boyfriend he thought it could be any other boy boy but Vance Hopper the boy who is always getting into trouble

° "Vance Hopper [Y/N]?! Vance Hopper!!! of all the boys in this town you decided to date that delinquent!!"

"DAD!!!!".

° As much as Vance won't admit it he feels a little intimidated by Dean but he will never let it show.

° you can be sure that Dean already threatened Vance.

° in dean vance's honest opinion he's not worthy of you he thinks vance is just going to use you and then throw you away and dean winchester won't let an idiot who is obsessed with pinball break his beautiful baby's heart.

° "Listen here kid if you make my baby shed a tear I'll just shoot you!!"

"I'm not afraid of you old man and by the way your baby is mine now!".

° if you're not careful these two will kill each other.

° but apart from all the fighting between these two you now have two watchdogs that will kill anyone who tries to do shit to you.

° literally i imagine these two behind you looking with a killer glare at anyone they think might be a threat to you.

° Vance loves to piss Dean off, Vance always kisses you in front of Dean because he knows it pisses him off.

° and if Vance can't kiss you he makes a point of having his hand touch somewhere whether it's your thigh or your waist, Vance loves watching Dean kill him with his eyes as he rubs his hand on your thigh.

° Dean has lost count of how many times you've had to beg him to post Vance's bail and it's happened so many times that Dean has started scolding Vance every time he's arrested and just imagine you and Vance in the impala's backseat. and Dean directing the baby while asking Vance what his fucking problem is (and you better not get arrested along with Vance or Dean will freak out).

° the only thing that makes these two stop fighting and you and classic rock Dean and Vance are rock fans so in rare moments they stop fighting and go talk about rock music or just sit around listening to rock music.

° if you and Vance are at your house maybe watching horror movies or Scooby doo or studying Dean will insist that your bedroom door is open so he can watch you two, which doesn't do much good as Vance always finds a way to have a make out session with you but sometimes Dean ends up catching you in the act and let's say the neighbors hear gunshots in your house.

°As much as Vance hates Dean he admits that Dean is a good father Vance may or may not be a little envious of the good and healthy relationship you have with your dad he sometimes wishes he had a nice dad like yours.

° Dean definitely hates Vance but unfortunately for Dean Vance makes you happy so Dean will allow your relationship for now.

°well in short: these two idiots hate each other but love you these two would either sell their souls to the devil for you or are they willing to put up with each other for you.

(well i hope you liked it i really tried to make this good i really love these two characters♥️)

[seventeenytiny]

Good Vibes

Summery: You decide to surprise your lovely boyfriend Felix with a gift, a little remote controlled vibrator you can fit in your panties.

Contains: Smut/Sexual themes, Minors DNI

Authors note - Kinda thinking about maybe making a part two where another member stumbles upon this mysterious remote. Anyways, hopefully this is good, I haven’t written anything in a long time, sorry if I’m a bit rusty. I guess I should disclose this includes things such as toy usage, orgasm control, cumplay, and oral (male receiving). Oh, also assume reader is on birth control.

Word count: 2kish

You grabbed the small package at the front of your door, eager to show Felix what was inside. You hoped this little toy would be as much fun for him as it would be for you. You quickly bring it over to your bedroom, excited to finally play with it. Carefully, you opened up the box, pulling out a tiny pink toy with a matching pink remote. You click the button on the remote, the toy begins to quietly vibrate in your hand, its exactly what you had hoped for.

“Hey Felix, come here, I wanna show you something,” You call out to your boyfriend as he passes by. 

“What is it my love?” He walks over to you, placing his hand on the small of your back. A slightly puzzled expression appears on his face as he looks at what's in your hands. You hand him the remote, his confusion quickly melting away as his lips curl up into a devilish smile. You smirk and look innocently at him, “What do you think Love? Do you want to try it out?”

He nods fervently, “Put it in your panties right now, I wanna see how this shit works.”

You obey, turning around to reach into your panties to put it into place. Its not like he hasn’t seen you naked before, but he doesn’t deserve to see you like that, not now, not yet.

“Okay, I think its in place.” 

Without hesitation he hits the button on the remote, he flashes that same devilish grin at you again as he sees your whole body react. Your eyes roll back into your head as you reach out to him to help keep your balance. The sensation in your panties causes you to shudder and your thighs to squeeze together, you bite your lip to try to stifle a moan.

Felix holds you up, his arm around your waist as he leans in to whisper in your ear.

“Feel good babe?” his low voice causes a bolt of pleasure to shoot right down to your core. Before you can even respond to him the vibrations in between your legs stop. You whine, Felix looks to you and shrugs, pretending like you weren’t just about to cum right there on the spot.

He pulls you into one of his signature bear hugs, placing a kiss on your head before pulling away to look at you.

“How about we change into our comfy clothes for the night and watch a movie together? Wouldn’t that be fun my love?” he asks as he tucks a stray strand of hair behind your ear. You can’t deny how amazing of an idea that sounds, it seems as if getting time alone together becomes more and more rare these days.

“Sounds like a plan,” you say, unbuttoning your jeans to trade them for sweatpants. Felix does the same, although you can feel his eyes burning holes into as you change. You blush, even after all the times the two of you have seen each other naked neither of you can deny how god damn attractive the other is.

Once dressed, he grabs your hand, pulling you towards the living room.

 “You can pick the movie while I go make some popcorn.” 

You sit down on the couch in front of the TV, grabbing the remote to start scrolling through Netflix. You decide on some stupid looking romcom, seemed like it would be a good choice as you had a feeling you’d hardly be watching it anyways.

 All of the sudden you tense up, feeling the low grumble of the vibrator again. You allow your body to sink into the couch, letting yourself fully enjoy the feeling since Felix isn’t right there to watch you. The sensation continues for another couple of minutes, stopping right before Felix walks into the room with a bowl of popcorn in his hand. He takes in the sight of you, sprawled out on the couch with a disheveled look on your face. He decides not to comment on it, but the smug look on his face and the slight bulge you see through his sweatpants tells you all you need to know.

He sits down next to you, you snuggle up to him, kissing the side of his neck before starting the movie. The two of you stay like that for a bit, taking in the warmth of each other as the movie plays. He hand feeds you popcorn while placing loving kisses to your temple, you feel so at peace, soaking in the moment as much as you can.  The movie plays on for about 30 minutes before the feeling in your panties returns. At this point you had honestly forgotten the toy was even there.

You bury your face into his shoulder, his shirt helps to muffle your moans. He places a hand to the back of your head, cradling you as you lose yourself in pleasure. Your legs start to tremble, you can start to sense that familiar feeling building up inside of you. Felix holds you tight as you get ready to let pleasure take over your body. Then, the feeling you were enjoying so much inside your panties stops, you take a deep breath as you regain your composure.

“Are you still doing okay Love?” Felix smiles at you, not smugly though, pure love and care is behind that smile. You can still see his eyes are filled with darkness and lust, but he still does truly care about you and wants to make sure you’re still having fun. You smile back at him, throwing your arms around him.

“I’m amazing, don’t feel like you have to hold back”.

Felix grabs you, moving you to sit in between his legs on the chaise, one of his arms wrapped around your waist and the other holding the remote. The two of you have pretty much forgotten about the movie at this point. You lean up to kiss him, he deepens the kiss by parting his mouth, his tongue swiping over your bottom lip. The two of you continue your heated exchange for a bit, you can feel his bulge slowly hardening against your lower back. He messes with you by clicking the button on the remote on and off, not letting you feel anything for more than thirty seconds. He suddenly pulls away, deciding to pretend to be interested in the movie.

“Felix…” you whine, wanting more.

He decides to ignore you, but also still gives you exactly what you want. The vibrations return, you can feel the intensity of the toy increasing each second. Your hands shoot between your legs, your legs start to shake. You lean back into Felix, looking up into his eyes as you let moans slip out past your lips.

“Felix...” his name comes out as a whisper, “I think I’m gonna cum.”

“Then do it, let it all out baby.”

Your body shakes and trembles, you clench your legs together as you work through your orgasm. The heat that’s been building up inside of you all this time  finally releasing. Felix holds you tightly, kissing the top of your head and whispering sweet nothings as you ride out your orgasm. You turn to him, breathless, the vibrating finally stopping. 

He runs his fingers through your hair, pushing it off your face, “How do you feel angel?”

“Amazing.”

“Do you feel up to going into the bedroom?”

You look down, he’s rock hard, you can see the precum leaking through his sweatpants. You let your actions speak for you, turning the movie off and grabbing his hand to lead him to the bedroom.

You stop him in front of the bed, quickly getting on your knees in front of him. You loop your fingers around the band of his sweatpants, quickly pulling them down. His cock springs up in your face, the tip pink and glistening with precum. You give him a couple of pumps with your hand before your tongue starts to tease his tip. He immediately throws back his head, deep moans leaving his mouth as his hands pull at your hair. You take as much of him in as you can, using your hand to pump what you can’t fit in. He starts to thrust into your mouth, using you like his own fucktoy. 

Right before he gets too close to cumming he pulls out, as much as he loves oral he definitely wants to feel the real thing tonight. He pulls you up off your knees, planting a passionate kiss onto your lips. He pulls away only to undress you, letting the toy fall out of your panties and onto the floor.

He pushes you up against the bed, your legs hanging off as he stands in between. He aligns himself up with your center, coating his tip with your wetness from your previous orgasm. He looks into your eyes, silently asking for permission, you smile at him and nod. You’d trust Felix with your life, so of course you’d trust him with your body. He places a kiss to your check before slowly thrusting into you, giving you time to adjust before picking up the pace. He quickly builds up speed, his hands holding a firm grip on your hips as your bodies move together.

You glance over to your personal vibrator on the nightstand, Felix’s eyes catching what your looking at. He leans over to grab it, never losing connection with your body. He turns it on and hands in to you, you place it onto your still sensitive clit as he continues to thrust in and out of you. You moan at the feeling of being stretched out by your boyfriend along with the sensation on your clit. Your pussy starts to clench around your his cock without you even realizing.

You can see sweat running down Felix’s forehead, he moans to you. “Are you close my love? I don’t think I can last much longer.”

“Don’t worry about me,” you say you breathlessly. “Felix, I want you to cum on my stomach,”

That’s all he needed to hear, he gives you a couple more deep thrusts before pulling out, pumping himself as warm cum covers your lower body. The feeling of his cum hitting your skin is all you need to trigger your second orgasm of the night. You press the vibrator tightly to your swollen clit as you ride out your orgasm, this one more intense then the first. Your mind goes completely blank as you scream out your boyfriend’s name, the room feeling as if its spinning. Felix’s hands lovingly rub at your sides to help ground you as he carefully places sweet kisses all along your face.

You both look at each other with post orgasm bliss.

“I love you Felix,” you say so quietly, only he could ever hear it. 

“I love you too Y/N,” an angelic smile appearing on his face. He pulls away from you to grab a tissue, wiping most of the cum off your stomach before he leads you to the bathroom. He starts the shower for you, climbing in with you to help wash off the mess he’s made on you. He grabs the wash cloth and carefully wipes your body down, being mindful of how sensitive you must be. 

The two of you step out of the shower, deciding to brush your teeth and head to bed. After the both of you are settled in bed he reaches over and pulls you close.

“Hey Y/N, you know I love you a lot, right?”

Every time he says that it gives you butterflies. “I know Felix, you know I love you a lot too, right?”

He hums happily, burying his face into your hair. The two of you feel exhaustion quickly taking over your bodies, its not long before you hear quiet snores leave his mouth. You smile, you’re so in love with this man, nothing could be better than falling asleep in his arms. 

While you may not have talked about it that night, you both knew you’d definitely be using your new toy again.

[sadurbanwerewolf]

Welcome Stranger

Hi, I'm Yan and this is a blog for posting art/lore for my oc Donnie. Please read the rules before you follow or send an ask. Note that english is not my first language, so there might be some spelling mistakes.

THE RULES/WARNINGS

This blog is 18+. Even though it probably won't be often or explicit, some nsfw content will be featured on this blog. By nsfw I mean sexual references and some kink content. So if you’re a minor or uncomfortable with this stuff, block me (respectfully).

No discrimination of any kind. Transphobia, homophobia, racism, ableism and other  kinds of hate speech or discrimination are not welcome here.

Be respectful towards me and others. Please understand that I am a real person behind the screen and I have other obligations beside this blog. Don’t start fights with me or people in the comment section.

I am a stranger to you. Please understand that I don’t know you personally. Please don’t send me “friendly” rude messages, trauma dumps, vents, rants about how much you hate/love something/someone or ask me for irl advice.

Don’t be too vulgar. Even though slight nsfw is allowed, explicit stuff is crossing the line. I don’t want to see porn of any kind or hear how much you want to impregnate my character. I also don’t like when people swear too much.

Don't send romantic/sexual asks about Donnie's beast form. Base and hybrid are fine but flirting with a dog is a bit too much for me.

This is not an omegaverse blog.

OOC or // means out of character.

Don’t repost my art. Reblogs are totally welcome, but reposting my art without credit, claiming it’s yours, using it for nft/ai, using it to harass others is not allowed.

Put warnings in tags when making fanart. I get uncomfortable too, so if your art includes things that are upsetting for me, please include appropriate tags. If you don’t want your art to be reblogged by me, please put something like ‘Yan/Donnie don’t reblog’ in the tags.

I will update the rules if needed, so check them from time to time.

Things that make me uncomfortable: self harm, suicide, verbal abuse, pregnancy, cannibalism, explicit gore

About the world

The world is inspired by the game series Coffee Talk, you can feel free to ask questions that reference the games. It takes place in a modern day nonspecific European country (I like the aesthetic of romanticized pictures of NYC or LA but I’m European so I don’t know a lot about America). 

About Duncan

Donnie Caddel

25, he/they, incubus/werewolf, bisexual, single

He initially was a DnD/Pathfinder character but I much prefer this modern au. I still will post art of him as a fantasy Barbarian.

Personality traits: sad, sweet, soft, playful, kind, affectionate, patient

Background:

Donnie lives alone in an apartment that once belonged to his mother. She moved in with her boyfriend and left the place for Donnie to inhabit. His income mainly comes from his work as a barista at a rock bar. He also releases his music on streaming platforms and produces pornography of himself for subscription service. He has a passion for music, especially rock, metal and indie stuff. He has several friends from college with whom he still keeps contact. They sometimes gather together to play ttrpgs or party. However, gatherings like that are seldom, so he feels pretty lonely since he spends most of his time with customers or by himself. When going outside, he likes to dress in a gothic-esque maner. At home, he wears whatever is clean in his closet, and of course, he dresses formally for his barista job. He is fond of cooking and tries to eat healthy. He very rarely consumes meat, but he does eat fish and sea products regularly. Donnie struggles with depression, however he’s getting better since he started his medication. He has a pretty good grip on how to control his transformations, but when he gets overwhelmed by emotions it’s much harder for him to control it. He only transforms into his beast form outside of the town.

In short: lives alone, barista/musician/sex worker, lonely, likes cooking, pescetarian, depressed.

[theladycup1d1in1the1flesh]

Was wondering if I could get a Yu-gi-oh match up?

Kat, Female, May 18th/Taurus, Around 5'6tf with a thin build, Demi Pansexual, Personality (The Designer/RIOGS), Black hair with white highlights underneath, hazel eye's (wears glasses, but I dont like to wear them at time's, so squinting seems like glaring) and pale skin. My sense of style is the functional feminine tomboy type. Very rarely would i ever dress more girly than usual.

I'm more or less the silent and observant type yet humorous & kind of friend, but i'm very much the mom-friend™ of my social circles always fussing over those i care for & becsuse of that role my friend's often see me as the mature one they can go to for advice from life to relationship's or comfort when needed, however they've found i'm fiercely protective of those i consider family by choice.

I'm not a overly physical person with those around me, I don't allow very much physical touch unless i trust someone or they ask permission and let me know their going to touch me.

By nature I'm a stubborn women who dislikes being bossed around too much, but with gentle and careful coaxing i'll usually go along with certain thing's that need done or just stuff that friend's have planned after i think it over. If only to make sure everyone is safe, of course. With people i'm a open minded individual to second chances with those who i deem able of change, but usually trust my instincts when it comes to these second chances to save me from getting 'burnt' by seemingly changed people.

I'm usually seen with a headset on listening to music (sometimes leads to singing along to the lyrics), history audio's, or just blocking the world out whenever i feel socially drained. I enjoy reading and taking time to learn about other cultures and languages. Even if it's difficult to learn, i try my best if i'm passionate enough about what i'm learning. Other hobbies include dancing, art, writing, bits of fashion or skating, and activities that involve nature despite being someone mostly seen at home.

In a relationship or in general, my love languages seem to be acts of service, words of affirmation, and quality time while being careful with acts of physical affection that aren't considered over the top. Mostly hand holding and hugs in public, maybe more in private. I value my s/o a lot and try to make sure they know i love them every day, keeping up with their likes, dislikes, and reminding them of personal events they have planned.

Lady Cupid matches you up with!!

Yugi mutou!!

OMG

You 2 would fit perfectly I can't be persuaded

The mom friend fits perfectly when scolding for getting in a fight with yami bakura 😭🙏

Tbh your personality is perfect for him

The group needs you

Like they literally get into so much stuff they need som1 like you

Sometimes you 2 wanna get flowers for each other and see each other 🤭

It's the funniest thing

His love language is also acts of service and words of affirmation cuz he doesn't have much time with school and dm

But bro still loves you and does spend time with you when he cans

Overall a good boyfriend

10/10

[synonymouswithanonymous]

Hermes

@emi12ly you didn't ask to remain anon, so I'll tag you. I'm glad that you remained civil towards me. But I'm not posting your ask in full (I rarely do for anyone, not even the gushy I love johanne too people. 😊 I love those posts though) bc I'm still the only one allowed to be longwinded on my posts. Lol

I think you've interpreted that in quite a negative way.

She has to tag all collabs, if she didn't she could get in legal trouble. Every single post. She was late on one, it's easy to miss one, but she corrected it, a day later, so no legal trouble there.

In the same way "annonce" (sp?) and the sunscreen co's name were littered over their party beach pics. Annonce was used to show Alex was in partnership with them just bc he was there. Her too. If he hadn't he could be accused of illegal activity.....like the one time he wore a coat and didn't immediately tag where he got it from. Haters came for him over that, calling him all sorts of things.

She was at the Hermes dinner, and post runway party remember "baby in hermes" photo she was there. And a brunch with Hermes people. She took a lot of the photos of him at that party. But true she wasn't at the show herself. She didn't even pose at the party with him. How is that self serving? Or putting herself before him? We got couple content later at a diner (it looked like a diner/bistro type place).

Also I think the idea that she should sit quietly in a corner, invisible, so that her light never shines at all bc doing so dims his light is misogynistic. That she should just never post anything bc it's "torture" for them is immature jealousy. Why should someone with her longstanding awesome career since 2016, with her talent, her looks, should be silent bc some fans of her boyfriend, think she should go sit quietly in a corner never to be seen (I've read that exact sentiment many times). It's misogyny and immature jealously, with a fringe of zero understanding about their industry and what it takes to survive and thrive in it.

I'm glad he included her in Paris. I don't remember how many photos there were total of her in Paris, but it wasn't a lot. But the very very few pics we do have. Less than 10 photos (if memory serves) and some people are acting like she posted 100s of only herself. Lol. This is ludicrous thinking.

Do you think she just tried on the Gavn clothes without them asking or agreeing? It's more likely that she was asked to try them on. How could she make that designer do anything they didn't want her to do? AHA doesn't have that much pull either.

You see desperate tagging to get a collab. I see she's tagging bc she already has the collab, she didn't get them to let her wear the clothes, have pictures taken inside the studio of her looking, and then leave the building for photos in a suit bc she didn't already have a deal with them. It's simple how it works they give her the clothes, she takes photos and mentions them. They get more views, they all win. It's a business of partnerships. Fashion and Hollywood are always intertwined. They're so intertwined its like one is an extension of the other. And everything with Hermes they'd both have to tag, bc it has to do with Hermes. Just bc she's his plus one to parties doesn't mean she can post Hermes events without tagging them.

Bc really think about it, they met this designer, sometime, were invited, and she was who the studio gave clothes to (whether or not she got to keep the sample is another mystery. I hope she did).

I disagree that she's selling the illusion she's an influencer. She hangs out with her friends, knits, bakes bread, makes cakes etc. Shows pics of her musical and boyfriend. That sounds like regular actor posts and not influencer-ish. She doesn't claim to be an influencer. That's your interpretation, maybe others as well, bc she was mentioned in an article about micro-influencers as being #11 in DK. But she's never acted like an influencer, I'd say that belongs more to Gee Hirst, she's always selling something, I don't blame her, she's got bills to pay. Girl gotta get her money somehow, I'd never disparage someone for how they choose to earn a living. Love GH. Literally advertising for products. Unless you mean influencer bc she's famous, lol. But perhaps I just think of influencers differently, people that sell actual products and not just their movies/musicals. Or with fashion bc Soren's been giving her dresses to wear for about 3-4 years now, but as I said acting and fashion go hand in hand.

As for Nattevagten premiere, you don't know for sure where she got it, you assume. Those same pics were all over the internet. But so what if she did? She took a pic of her boyfriend at his premiere and talked him and his movie up! She's supportive. I take pics and sometimes edit out the excess. But anyway past that premiere, She had to miss her own tv show premiere bc of work too. It was both their nights there but she was more focused on him and telling him how proud she was/is of him. Maybe she just wanted to make her own post, for her own boyfriend and took a public pic to do it. Lol it's not like there's some evil plan afoot. How is this an actual thing to try to lamely hold against her? How is this bad? You've never downloaded a photo and added your own caption to it?

She was also in a musical at that time, kudos for her for being so busy with Jersey Boys, the performance that night, to mark time out to send him some supportive love at his premiere. That to me is so nice. But I do love supportive couples. She was very busy, she could've not made time, it would be understandable and reasonable if she had waited to post the next day. But no, she made time for him, bc as they said they "prioritise each other." Edited to add, she did the same thing during Askepot for Call Me Dad.

As for being an art thief, she's not. I made a post entitled "about art" where I posted the laws. With links to those laws. Fine if you disagree with it, but hopefully it's not just bc of JM and only her, the double standards for JM are astounding and many.  But according to the law she's not a thief, and I don't think libelling people is legally ok, or morally ok either.

But at least we agree that that fashion show wasn't "his moment" and I'm sure he was invited bc of his followers and his recent Vogue photos/article. But, imo, that doesn't mean she should sit quietly by and be invisible. Clearly she was an asset in Paris bc the Hermes people had brunch with them, left comment on her post that they were Glad to have met her. They liked her, and that's never a bad thing for him. Hell it might have actually opened more doors for him, and her. I hope so. She said she was thankful, she doesn't owe fans a public explanation of who or what she's thankful for in a post that looks pretty self explanatory.

Sorry for the long response, I'm most windy on days I have the time to be! 😛😊

[leam1983]

Family

It's 8:30 AM, the air is still crisp, and Walt's convinced me that pre-shift walks could help me put some steps in. So, owing to the fact that he's an entire day ahead of his late-afternoon and evening drowsiness spells, we head out while the streets are still fairly quiet. Well - quiet for Montreal's standards.

We don't discuss much, Walt's mind is entirely focused on the task of supporting me. Still, there's a kind of ease in his posture, something that makes it seem like he's always been there. He occasionally lands in a low "Watch out" or "Going down" or "Up" if he notices I've missed a terrain elevation change, and otherwise acts like his sometimes taking my full weight on one arm isn't anything to comment on. Sometimes, there's a song stuck on his breath. This morning was Joe Dassin's Et si tu n'existais pas (And What if You Didn't Exist), a rather slow and almost spoken love song that just happens to be grammatically neutral in French, which is a rare occurence.

I take notice and smile. "Feeling romantic today?"

He smiles back. "I'm trying to improve my French. There's some formalism I just can't seem to get rid of."

Walt speaking French is a spectacle in the art of deference, but it isn't entirely voluntary. He simply hasn't spent a lot of time with Franco-Ontarians in his youth, which prevented him from picking up Ontario's French patois, which would've been a convenient gateway into Quebec's French. He's instead coming into it in a way that feels like Colm Feore's, by reading French classics and failing to realize that there's at least two informal language levels he could make use of on the daily.

"I'm not sure that your losing it is a good idea," I retort in French. "It gets people to pay attention, it puts them on the linguistic backfoot, and hearing a car jock quote Molière to make a joke pretty much is the best hamstring shot in the business. Most of the other guys sound like their only other interests include Vin Diesel movies, gas-guzzlers and the seasonal Hockey playoffs."

He feigns vanity. "I do bring a touch of class to the business, don't I?"

I laugh. "We're the weirdest pairing imaginable. You're a gay man from the fifties transplanted into the 2020s, with all the class and the deference you'd expect, I'm an Old Millennial geek and Sarah's on the younger end that grew to be less tech-focused and more dialed-into Pop Culture. You're the class, and we're both crass."

Walt seems fondly amused. "Maybe that's why I enjoy confusing our relationships. Boyfriends, father and son on some days, employer and employee, best friends... I love you and Sarah in ways that wouldn't fit traditional dynamics. I feel like you've both got my back and that I'm also responsible for the both of you."

Something about this makes me fall quiet. Contentment settles in for a while and Walt goes back to base motor assistance. Something pokes at my mind, after a while.

"I'm not criticizing, but you're really assertive, when it comes to us. Considering who you were stuck with before we came along, I'm kind of surprised to see you being so bold."

The big guy scoffs lightly. "I could've stood my ground if my ex hadn't been so toxic or so domineering. Anyone can be smothered, Grem. I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy. You and Sarah make me feel seen. You make me feel strong and capable. You're a two-shot antidote to so much of what I've had to endure, before I started working at the Old Place."

I gaze at him for a while. "I can't imagine you weak," I find myself admitting. Walt chuckles and brings me in for a brief hug, but I can tell there's something more raw, here than what standing on a sidewalk allows us to explore.

In my ear, he takes a second to whisper Dassin's lyrics.

Et si tu n'existais pas, dis-moi comment j'existerais...

Tell me how I would or could exist, he effectively asks me, if you, yourself, didn't.

Oh, Walt.

[slasher-male-wife]

can you write what the slashers would do if their male s/o came home crying and maybe a bit beat up, and when they got asked what was wrong, they said that they got harassed on the street? preferably with the Sinclair brothers, and thomas hewitt, but after that you can add whoever you want to!

I RAN TO MY COMPUTER WHEN I SAW THIS REQUEST! I was just trying to figure out how to write something for the lost boys and this falls into my lap, thank you anon you are a gift from the stars themselves. Also ngl I kept thinking about being in this situation and just having this giant ass dude holding me while I cry. But it’s Thomas Hewitt so ya know it’s cool. Slight au in Thomas’s part. Reader uses he/him pronouns and masculine terms. 

Includes: Bo and Lester Sinclair, Thomas Hewitt and poly lost boys

Warnings: Murder, violence, strong language 

Bo Sinclair

When Bo leaves for a bit to finish something up that’s when the harassment happens. It escalates into a fight and when Bo hears yelling he’s running back out. 

He’s quick to help you back up and keeps his cool. He wipes away your tears while he tells you to go back to the house.

He won’t even wait for you to leave he just goes in on the dudes who did that to you. Like full on Rob Zombie type kills.

When he gets back home he’ll comfort you there and make sure your injuries are taken care of.

“‘ts alright now darlin. I took care of ‘em and you don’t gonna worry bout it anymore.”

Lester Sinclair

You’re out with Lester in town. You’re waiting outside the store for him when the harassment starts. A group of a few guys start harrassing you, calling you slurs and not leaving you alone. 

You’re holding back tears when Lester comes back out. He quickly picks up on whats going on and takes you back to his truck. 

I feel like he doesn’t really get like very visibly angry but he’d get really upset now. 

“Don’t let them get to ya. They’re fuckin assholes darlin.” 

When the two of you get home he’ll hold you and let you cry into his chest. 

“‘t’s ‘right darlin I’m here for ya.”

Thomas Hewitt

When you come back to Thomas’s house crying and with a bloody nose he’s already super worried. 

He’ll take you inside and clean you up, making sure Hoyt doesn’t see you crying cause lord knows he’d have something to say about it. 

When you’re done crying he’ll push you to tell him who did this to you. When he finds out it’s on sight. 

After this he wants to go out in town with you more often to be sure that you’ll be safe. You’re is boyfriend and he wants to make sure you’re ok. 

Lost boys

It’s very rare they take their eyes off you. They’re very protective over you so this happening would be rare. 

When you go back to them in tears asking to leave leaves them feeling so guilty. They will push you to tell them what happened and probably won’t leave you alone until you do. 

Paul and Marco are going to be cuddling and holding you back at the cave while David and Dwayne try to figure out who did that to you. 

You won’t be allowed out of their sight for a super long time and might not even be let back on the boardwalk for at least a week. 

When they do find who did you better believe they’re gonna regret it. 

[mishafletcher]

Are you a Gold Star lesbian? (Just in case you don't know what it means, a Gold Star lesbian is a lesbian that has never had the sex with a guy and would never have any intentions of ever doing so)

So I got this ask a while ago, and I've been lowkey thinking about it ever since.

First: No. I am a queer, cranky dyke who is too old for this sort of bullshit gatekeeping. 

Second: What an unbelievable question to ask someone you don't even know! What an incomprehensibly rude thing to ask, as if you're somehow owed information about my sexual history. You're not! No one—and I can't reiterate this enough, but no one—owes you the details of their sex lives, of their trauma, or of anything about themselves that they don't feel like sharing with you.

The clickbait mills of the internet and the purity police of social media would like nothing more than to convince everyone that you owe these things to everyone. They would like you to believe that you have to prove that you're traumatized enough to identify with this character, that you can't sell this article about campus rape without relating it to your own sexual assault, that you can't talk about queer issues without offering up a comprehensive history of your own experiences, and none of those things are true. You owe people, and especially random strangers on the internet, nothing, least of all citations to somehow prove to them that you have the right to talk about your own life.

This makes some people uncomfortable, and to be clear, I think that that's good: people who feel entitled to demand this information should be uncomfortable. Refusing to justify yourself takes power away from people who would very much like to have it, people who would like to gatekeep and dictate who is permitted to speak about what topics or like what things. You don't have to justify yourself. You don't have to explain that you like this ship because this one character reminds you a bit of yourself because you were traumatized in a vaguely similar way and now— You don't have to justify your queerness by telling people about the best friend you had when you were twelve, and how you kissed, and she laughed and said it was good practice for when she would kiss boys and your stomach twisted and your mouth tasted like bile and she was the first and last girl you kissed, but— 

You don't owe anyone these pieces of yourself. They're yours, and you can share them or not, but if someone demands that you share, they're probably not someone you should trust.

Third: The idea of gold star lesbians is a profoundly bi- and trans- phobic idea, often reducing gender to genitals and the long, shared history of queer women of all identities to a stark, artificial divide where some identities are seen as purer or more valuable than others. This is bullshit on all counts.

There's a weird and largely artificial division between bisexuals and lesbians that seems to be intensifying on tumblr, and I have to say: I hate it. Bisexual women aren't failed lesbians. They're not somehow less good or less valid because they're attracted to [checks notes] people. Do you think that having sex with a man somehow changes them? What are you so worried about it for? I've checked, and having sex with a man does not, in fact, make your vagina grow teeth or tentacles. Does that make you feel better? Why is what other people are doing so threatening to you?

Discussions of gold star lesbians are often filled with tittering about hehe penises, which is unfortunate, since I know a fair few lesbians who have penises, and even more lesbians who've had sex with people, men and women alike, who have penises. I'm sorry to report that "I'm disgusted by a standard-issue human body part" is neither a personality nor anything to be proud of. I'm a dyke and I don't especially like men, but dicks are just dicks. You don't have to be interested in them, but a lot of people have them, and it doesn't make you less of a lesbian to have sex with someone who has a dick.

There's so much garbage happening in the world—maybe you haven't noticed, but things are kind of Not Great in a lot of places, and there's a whole pandemic thing that's been sort of a major buzzkill? How is this something that you're worried about? Make a tea, remind yourself that other people's genitalia and sexual history are none of your business, maybe go watch a video about a cute animal or something. 

Fourth: The idea of gold star lesbians is a shitty premise that argues that sexuality is better if it's always been clear-cut and straightforward—but it rarely is. We live in a very, very heterosexist culture. I didn’t have a word for lesbian until many years after I knew that I was one. How can you say that you are something when your mouth can’t even make the shape of it? The person you are at 24 is different to the person you are at 14, and 34, and 74. You change. You get braver. The world gets wider. You learn to see possibilities in the shadows you used to overlook. Of course people learn more about themselves as they age.

Also, many of us, especially those of us who grew up in smaller towns, or who are over the age of, say, 25, grew up in times and places where our sexuality was literally criminal.

Shortly after I graduated high school, a gay man in my state was sentenced to six months in jail. Why? Well, he’d hit on someone, and it was a misdemeanor to "solicit homosexual or lesbian activity", which included expressing romantic or sexual interest in someone who didn’t reciprocate. You might think, then, that I am in fact quite old, but you would be mistaken. The conviction was in 1999; it was overturned in 2002.

I grew up knowing this: the wrong thing said to the wrong person would be sufficient reason to charge me with a crime.

In the United States, the Defense of Marriage Act was passed in 1996, clarifying that according to the federal government, marriage could only ever be between one man and one woman. It also promised that even if a state were to legalize same-sex unions, other states wouldn't have to recognize them if they didn't want to. And wow, they super did not want to, because between 1998 and 2012, a whopping thirty states had approved some sort of amendment banning same-sex marriage.

Every queer person who's older than about 25 watched this, knowing that this was aimed at people like them. Knowing that these votes were cast by their friends and their families and their teachers and their employers. 

Some states were worse than others. Ohio passed their bill in 2004 with 62% approval. Mississippi passed theirs the same year with 86% approval. Imagine sitting in a classroom, or at work, or in a church, or at a family dinner, and knowing that statistically, at least two out of every three people in that room felt you shouldn't be allowed to marry someone you loved.

Matthew Shepard was tortured to death in October of 1998. For being gay, for (maybe) hitting on one of the men who had planned to merely rob him. Instead, he was tortured and left to die, tied to a barbed wire fence. His murderers were both sentenced to two consecutive life terms in prison. This was controversial, because a nonzero number of people felt that Shepard had brought it upon himself.

Many of us sat at dinner tables and listened to this discussion, one that told us, over and over, that we were fundamentally wrong, fundamentally undeserving of love or sympathy or of life itself.

This is a tiny, tiny sliver of history—a staggeringly incomplete overview of what happened in the US over about ten years. Even if this tiny sliver is all that there were, looking at this, how could you blame someone for wanting to try being not Like This? How can you fault someone who had sex, maybe even had a bunch of sex, hoping desperately that maybe they could be normal enough to be loved if they just tried harder? How can you say that someone who found themself an uninteresting but inoffensive boyfriend and went on dates and had sex and said that it was fine is somehow less valuable or less queer or less of a lesbian for doing so? For many people, even now, passing as straight, as problematic as that term is, is a survival skill. How dare you imply that the things that someone did to protect themself make them worth less? They survived, and that's worth literally everything.

Fifth, finally: What is a gold star, anyhow? You've capitalized it, like it's Weighty and Important, but it's not. Gold stars were what your most generous grade school teacher put on spelling tests that you did really well on. But ultimately, gold stars are just shiny scraps of paper. They don't have any inherent value: I can buy a thousand of them for five bucks and have them at my door tomorrow. They have only the meaning that we give them, only the importance that we give them. We’re not children desperately scrabbling for a teacher’s approval anymore, though. We understand that good and bad are more of a spectrum than a binary, and that a gold star is a simplification. We understand that no number of gold stars will make us feel like we’re special enough or good enough or important enough, or fix the broken places we can still feel inside ourselves. Only we can do that.

The stars are only shiny scraps of paper. They offer us nothing; we don’t need them. I hope that someday, you see that, too. 

[paimon-rambles]

Hi! Can I request hcs of Albedo Aether Childe and Kaeya reacting to reader loving hugs and/or cuddles but being too shy to ask for it? Gender neutral. Thank you!

Shy hugs

Characters; Albedo, Aether, Childe, Kaeya

I'm a sucker for cuddles.

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Albedo

Albedo doesn't notice it at first. He first assumed that you weren't a very physical person when it comes to affection and he was okay with that. His own need for physical affection wasn't that high either

but it doesn't take long to notice that you had some shy tendencies and he saw the shift in your behavior almost immediately whenever you were looking for a hug but you were too shy to ask for one

The way you hesitate in your words or how you seem like you want to ask him something but your shyness was holding you back

He flat out asks you if something was bothering you, he even presented all the evidence, so nope you can't run from this. You must tell him of the cuddles you wish to have. You sheepishly admit that you really like hugs and cuddling but your shyness prevented you from being able to voice it

" I see, an interesting concept you've rbought to me. Please feel free to explain more"

Albedo is curious by your answer and would probably even take notes on your shyness. It's for research he claims but he's really just intrigued with every aspect of his partner, including their shyness. His uses these little notes to pinpoint whenever his partner wants something but there too shy to voice it

But he lets you know that you don't have to be nervous asking him. Even if he wasn't too high in physical affection, he would still gladly give you a hug

Going forward, he starts to look out for the little signs that you're craving a hug. And once he notices those tiny signals, he gets up from his desk putting aside his research documents, and pulls you into a hug. It's an unspoken thing but something that means a lot to you and Albedo won't lie, he may start to crave your hugs as well

Aether

He's a little shy too, poor baby gets flustered at the easiest of things

Aether really likes cuddles as well, and at some points, he initiates it himself because he's a little touch-starved and craves your touch

But he's also a little worried because he thought you didn't like cuddles that much. Now imagine his surprise when he learns that you actually love cuddles

Though he's probably oblivious to your shyness, he just thinks that you're not that much of a touchy person. And he respects your boundaries. He doesn't bring it up either, Aether doesn't want to come off as rude. 

How he found out was all thanks to Paimon. Similar to Albedo, Paimon starts to notice the little things you do when you're craving a hug from Aether. Paimon has also noticed Aether's little shyness when it comes to it as well. Along with his obliviousness- And she points it out to him causally the next day 

Aether kinda just goes "oh" and blinks

He tries to boost your confidence, reminding you that you can hug him whenever you like. He's not going to judge you! He really likes to cuddle too

" I promise I won't judge you, I really like hugs too y/n, dont hesitate to ask-!"

Aether finds your shyness to be adorable! After finding out that you like hugs, he started to give you a lot throughout the day. A morning hug before he leaves for a commission hug. Hey, I just picked some berries, wanna hug?

Cuddles and hugs become one of his favorites quickly

Childe

Pls, he probably won't even notice because he likes to cuddle with you all the time whenever he gets the chance. This also benefits you cause you're still getting cuddles

But somehow he still figures out, and man- he is a tease about it AND he is really sweet. In a very teasing voice, he would reassure you that you don't have to be shy about asking. Little words of encouragement slowly break you away from your shyness. But Childe always finds it really adorable too- He'll gladly indulge you with a hug, after all, he likes cuddling too. It's a win 

" Ojou-chan, don't be shy~!"

But he'll never admit that your love for cuddles is a blessing for him. He could literally embrace you for hours if granted the opportunity. But he also just likes to be held by you. It is rare to see him vulnerable and he would only have complete trust in you to allow you to see in him such a state. In those moments he just wants a hug :(

He also takes note of little signals that hint you want a hug from him. And when he sees those hints he has a sly playful smirk

" Y/n do you want a hug from me~?" Due to your shyness, you get flustered whenever he calls. you out on it but he still gives you that hug in the end so you can't really argue. 

Kaeya

He is a jerk about it

Teasingly like Childe but worse

You ended up telling your boyfriend how much you adore and love cuddling after you failed to muster up the courage to ask for some. 

Comments about your shyness all the time whenever you try to tell him that you want a hug. 

" You must really like my hugs, don't be shy y/n, I don't bite"

Kaeya just likes to see you flustered

But Kaeya also cares deeply about his lover, after some teasing comments and pools of blushes he'll give you the hug you want. He'll never actually make fun of you or make you seem weak/inferior because of your shyness 

He adores it a lot and finds himself smiling whenever you shyly ask for some cuddles. He finds it cute!

Whenever he doesn't see you for long periods of time, except that the first thing he does when his eye lands on you is to pull you into a hug. " Did you miss me y/n?" He asks as he snuggles closer to you

Yes, he can be an ass about it, but in reality, he's sweet and will give you the cuddles you deserve.

[skeezsbbygirl]

kiss it better + bang chan

hello lovelies! (づ￣ ³￣)づ

im back with another bang chan scenario <3 hope you guys enjoy this one!! (oh and tmt hit 1k+ notes ahhh thank you so much >.<, also i might be uploading a prince!chan fic soon, stay tuned sunshines)

STRAY KIDS EVERYWHERE ALL AROUND THE WORLD.

"Chris, baby, please."

It's been two hours, nearing three, since Chris decided to give you the silent treatment. The cause of your current suffering rooted from the events that took place last night.

A college friend of yours happened to be visiting the city, and what better way to celebrate a rare occasion than dressing up and going for a girl's night out with a bunch of your other friends. Chris happily agreed to let you go, he didn't need much convincing since he trusted you with everything and that included you getting home in one piece.

As the late hours of the night passed and shifted over to the wee hours of the morning, Chris grew worried, checking his phone for the nth time as he expected a call or text from you to reassure him that you were fine, or that you were at least still alive somewhere.

Fortunately, he managed to get a hold of your situation through one of your friends, credits to Jisung for grabbing her number that one time you guys set them up for a date.

"Hyung, she said that (y/n) got into a cab ten minutes ago," Jisung explained over the phone. "Her phone also died, so that's probably the reason why you haven't heard from her," he added.

"Alright, got it. Thanks, Ji."

Strike one.

Your drunk self thought that it was a good idea to call for a cab, even declining your girlfriend's offer to drive you home. You insisted that you were fine and that you would only derail their way home since your apartment's route leads to the opposite direction. So, in your semi-intoxicated state, you hopped into a cab and made your way home.

Strike two.

You came home last night, struggling to keep a certain level of sobriety. Heels in one hand and your clutch in the other. You weren't completely hammered, but it was still enough to piss Chris off as he took in your drunken state.

Strike three.

Nevertheless, Chris patiently took care of you. He helped you out of your clothes, took your makeup off for you, and tucked you in bed with him.

You could've gotten away with what happened, until your hungover self decided to betray you.

When Chris sat you down for breakfast, he managed to ease in the happenings of last night, carefully bringing it up as to not agitate you or make you feel like he's blaming you for going out and having fun.

He was just worried, especially having known that you went home all by yourself without even contacting him.

"Baby, you could've borrowed one of your friends' phone and asked me to come pick you up," Chris sighed as he reached out for your hand, placing his on top of yours, his fingers tracing circles on your skin.

"I know and I'm sorry, but can you just scold me later?" you said, your tone a little harsher than you intended it to be, probably due to the lingering headache and side effects of your drinks last night. You felt like your skull was being split into two and you just wanted to eat and recover in silence.

"Babe, I'm not scolding you. I was just-"

You cut Chris off. "Alright, I get it, you were worried but I took care of myself. So let's just argue later, yeah?" you snapped.

And you're out.

Upon hearing your reply, Chris' jaw clenched, visibly appearing offended and irritated. He retracted his hand from yours, opting to cross his arms over his chest.

You bit your tongue when the words you spat out finally settled in. It sounded wrong and you definitely shouldn't have said that. You readied yourself for the argument that was about to ensue, but nothing came.

"Okay."

That was all he said before he stood up and left.

Your eyes widened at the sudden realization that slapped you back into reality, the ugly outcome of your sudden outburst.

You were about to get up and follow Chris to apologize, however, the sudden throbbing pain in your head disabled you from getting out of your seat. Instead, you were forced to sit back down and wallow in guilt.

And that's how you ended up getting the silent treatment.

You left your boyfriend alone for a few hours, hoping that his anger would dissipate by the time that your hungover got better. But much to your dismay, he wasn't having it with you.

"Baby, can I come in?" you knocked on the door of Chris' home studio.

Silence.

"Chris, baby, please," you tried again, but you were still met with silence. You let out a sigh as you ambled back towards the living room, deciding to just give him space and talk it out whenever he's ready.

Chris was naturally a forgiving person, a little tougher on his members, but a complete sweetheart when it comes to you. So when he gave you the silent treatment for the very first time that day, you didn't know what to do.

So, you waited.

A couple of hours passed, three and a half, now, to be exact, you heard Chris' door unlock. You immediately perked up at the sound, quickly scurrying on your feet to meet him.

"Chris, I'm sorry," you apologized with your head hung low, eyes on the ground, and fingers fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

Nothing. Nothing, but the cold breeze of Chris passing by, giving you no due attention. He sauntered towards the kitchen and opened the fridge, paying more attention to the cold food items that were displayed in front of him.

How you wish you were the half-eaten cheesecake now, huh?

Having enough with his torturous act, you were set on using the two tricks you had up your sleeves -- 1) faking an injury, as petty as that sounds, you were desperate, and 2) luring him with something he likes, be it an innocent gesture or a daring one, you would practically do anything at this point.

With your first plan in mind, you crept up behind him and positioned yourself near the edge of the marble kitchen island, placing your hip at the sharp corner so that it would appear as if you bumped against it.

From a third person's point of view, you probably looked stupid, scratch that, you did look stupid, but you were set on breaking Chris' silent streak.

"Ah!" you yelped in pain, hands quickly coming up to clutch your right side. You dropped on the ground, still maintaining your hold on your "injured" torso.

As soon as you cried out in pain, Chris hurried to your side.

"Baby, are you okay?" he asked with a worried expression plastered on his face. His cold demeanor immediately melting once he saw you clutching your side. "What happened, babygirl?" he crouched down to meet your level.

"I accidentally hit the edge of the counter," you said. "Come here, baby," Chris placed your arms around his neck as he scooped you up from the ground, carrying you bridal style towards the living room.

"Show me where it hurts, love," Chris ordered as he sat you down with him. He carefully moved you on his lap, making you straddle him.

"Right here," you pointed towards a random patch of skin on your right side. Chris placed his hand over the supposedly injured area, gently soothing it with the warmth that radiated from his palm.

Adding the icing on the cake, you hissed in pain as his hand came in contact with your skin. "Shh, it's okay, baby. I got you," Chris cooed as he planted a kiss on your cheek, in hopes of making you feel better.

He lifted your shirt up a bit, allowing him to inspect for any cuts or damage to your skin. "Do you want me to go get an ice pack?" Chris offered. "No, it's fine," you replied.

"Alright, just tell me if need anything," Chris responded as he leaned down to press a chaste kiss on your exposed skin, tugging your shirt back down as he pulled away.

You nuzzled your face into his neck, in an attempt to conceal the grin that was forming on your lips. Completely fooled by your actions, Chris continued rubbing your side as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear.

"Does it hurt anywhere else, baby?" Chris asked and you nodded. "Here," you pulled away from him and pointed towards your chest. He shot you a puzzled look, confused as to why your chest would hurt when you claimed that you bumped your side.

"Because I was trying to apologize to my boyfriend a couple of hours ago, but instead, he gave me the silent treatment," you pouted.

Chris bursted out in laughter as he heard your response.

"It's true. I followed him around like a lost puppy, but he locked himself inside his studio. Totally unfair and uncalled for," you continued and Chris shook his head in disbelief, his laughter coming to a stop as he calmed down.

"I could say the same thing about what happened last night," Chris challenged, raising one eyebrow at you.

"I'm sorry. I know I was being stupid. I should've called you or at least shot you a message from my friend's phone to let you know that I was coming home late. I just thought that if I called, I was going to end up bothering you, considering that it was such an ungodly hour," you explained, fiddling with the string of his hoodie.

"(Y/n), you could never be a bother to me," Chris said, "And did you honestly think that I could sleep knowing that you were out there?"

"I was so worried about you. Thank Jisung for having one of your friend's number because I was this close to losing it," Chris stated.

"I know. I'm really sorry," you pressed a kiss to his lips. "I promise I won't do it again, forgive me?" you added, pecking his lips once more.

"I can't stay mad at you," Chris let out a defeated sigh. "Of course. I forgive you, babygirl," he gave you a small smile.

You cheered and pulled him in for a hug, momentarily forgetting about your said injury.

"Do you feel better now?" Chris teased as he poked your sides, making you jolt in surprise. "Christopher!" you squealed, bursting in a fit of giggles as you realized that you've been caught red-handed.

Well, at least the intentions of your plan worked.

"You know what they say, desperate times call for desperate measures," you shrugged and Chris chuckled in amusement. He leaned in and gave you a kiss.

"You're lucky you're cute."