#it hasn't been proofread so enjoy the mess

[mazeinthemiroh]

HI BABYSHYZX:))))😚I have a request🫶🏻but beforeeee I tell you, I hope you've been taking care of yourself, getting enough rest, eating well, trying to stay healthy etccccc🩷. Okay soo, straykids' reaction to you walking around your apartment half naked, and they got home early🤠? Keep in mind, you don't have to write if you're not comfortable with the topic or for whatever other reason😽, if you do though, Thank youu. I love youuddhuxxhx<333

stray kids' reaction to finding their s/o walking around the apartment half-naked for the first time

genre: general, crack, fluff

warnings: mentions of partial nudity, not proofread

please like and reblog if you enjoy <;3

bangchan

will literally look at you like 👀 and go 'oooOooooo' but tries not to embarrasses you too much. obviously he will tease you but not really to a big extent, because otherwise he would be a hypocrite. he literally walks around half naked whenever he gets the chance much to his roommates dismay so really, who is he to judge?

minho

there is a heavy silence in which he just blinks repetitively, in his usual perplexed manner. then he will hum and shrug, carrying on with whatever he is doing. inside he's probably freaking out, just a little bit. but outside he's got the same, nonchalant expression on his face, perhaps to make you feel more at ease than himself.

changbin

not a very big deal to him at all. there's nothing he hasn't seen before, hehe. he views it like... if you were at the beach, this wouldn't be an issue. but still, if, when you do see him come in, feel a little uncomfy about him being there while your in that state for whatever reason, he will get out of the room and make you something to eat or something. no biggy!

hyunjin

will make a dramatic scene about it. will most definitely scream at the top of his lungs like he has seen a ghost which deeply offends you, so he earns a tremendously slap on the arm which makes him lmeven louder and more dramatic about it ugh idk he's a whole mess. probably yells "my eyes!" like a cartoon character and covers is eyes with his fists. so supportive 🙄

jisung

his mouth is to the floor before he let's out a momentary awkward chuckle and adverts his gaze. tries to distract himself but let's face it, all he really wants to do is touch and be near you, as always. that's all he ever wants to do, to be honest, fully clothed or not. will melt if you instigate any affection towards him like this <3333 he's just down bad so have fun with that.

felix

he's super respectful. when he sees you in such a state, he covers his eyes with one hand or adverts his gaze, removing himself from the situation immediately. he's a little angel, can you expect anything less of him? he will mentally scold himself for not being more cautious and aware beforehand, feeling bad for making things potentially awkward.

seungmin

indifferent. on the out side, at least. he's as cool as a cucumber, but the moment you tell him to leave and stop observing you this was, he goes to the bathroom and let's out a huge breath. yeah he's panicking. not sure how to move or act or speak or feel. all over the place. but comes out of the bathroom like he hasn't given himself a 15 minute pep talk about the whole thing.

jeongin

the moment he sees you half naked, his whole earth shatters like damn why did he have to see you like this because now all he is thinking about is where and where not to look. wants to be as respectful as possible so just sort of stares at every inanimate object possible until you tell him it's okay to look.

[kieranxvalentine]

Your Love Is My Drug [M. O'hara]

༻♡༺✎ Miguel loved you with all his heart, and he would do anything to protect your peace. ༻♡༺✎ Yandere! Miguel O'hara x SpiderVariant! Reader ༻♡༺✎ 16+ (Yandere content, mentions of bullying, manipulative tactics (not too obvious), ༻♡༺✎ 1.4k words! ༻♡༺✎ Hi everyone! Please read the little announcment at the end of my story for an update on me! Hope you enjoy! [Hasn't been proofread yet]

“Great another one…” “Does she even know the responsibilities that come with wearing the suit?” “tch..I can see her crumbling in a few days.”

Besides your friends, some of the other spider variants were less than nice to you. It didn’t help that you already kind of knew Miguel from being rescued by him when your universe had a little bit of trouble before you were bitten. He's been involved in your life before you assumed the superhero role.

You walked past the trio, only to hear them snickering at you, making fun of you.

"She's so weak, always having to depend on Miguel..~" "Tch..that's pitiful, I know he's annoyed with her." "She didn't deserve to become a spiderwoman." "She's probably sleeping with him.." "Has to be.." "There's no way he would keep her around.."

You turned on your heels and immediately went to Miguel's Office. You could feel the tears pooling up in your eyes. While yes you found yourself dating Miguel. but that wasn't why you were here.

You were here after unexpectedly becoming spiderwoman.

How he didn’t know you were going to be this universe’s spidervariant surprised you. But he kept you close, already having an unspoken bond with you that he didn’t have with anyone else.

He would ask for you to come to his office just so he could hold you, to remind himself that you were here, that you were okay. 

He knew the harshness of the outside world. You were so small compared to him, you needed him for protection, for guidance. You looked up to him. He knew your worth, it’s why he brought you here the moment he discovered you were a spider person.

The two of you spent lots of time together before you even became spiderwoman after seeing him with Jess and Peter im her universe as they chased an anomaly.

Miguel was ever present in your life after that, he felt drawn to you. He knew right then that he had to have you nearby him. 

You were addicting, you were so sweet. Always checking in on him after a rough mission, bringing him food from the cafeteria when you’d realize he hadn’t eaten. He realized he was head over heels for you. 

He had to have you.

No one else might’ve seen your worth, but he definitely did. 

He saw so much in you. He loved you with all his heart, you gave him a sense of peace that no one else had managed to since he lost his daughter. It took him a minute to admit his feelings to you. But when he did he was hooked. You were such a darling. 

He called you many pet names, sweet, cavity inducing names and he would hug you every time he saw you, no matter where he was. He needed to hug you, to hold you in his arms at least once a day to remind himself that you were his.

Miguel was protective over you, he would be by your side on missions, always calling you on your watch  to make sure you’re doing alright. He didn’t like anyone messing with you. He was your protector.

So when you came up to him with tears in your pretty (e/c) eyes, he grew concerned. He heard your sniffles that you tried to hide as you slowly made your way over to him.

His heart twisted, but he also felt anger pool up inside of him. Who dared to make you cry?..

He hopped down off his platform and walked over, cradling your face in his large hands, wiping away your tears. “What happened?’ He asked and he watched as you averted your gaze.

“Ah..Ah..Ah, look at me, Mi Vida.” He knew you wouldn’t disobey him, you were so attached to him that you wouldn’t dare disobey his orders. Your eyes slowly locked with his once more.

“S..some others..called me useless..they don’t understand why you keep me here,” You say in between hiccups as fat tears continue to roll down your cheeks and Miguel pulls you into his chest, rubbing your back in silence, allowing you to let it all out.

You knew that their words mean nothing, Miguel makes it clear that he only allows the best of the best into the Spider Society. You were consider one of them, you shouldn’t be subjected to this harsh ridicule from people, especially ones that couldn’t even do a mission by themselves without fucking up horribly.

“Mi bebé, tell me who did it, tell me who said it to you..” Miguel wasn’t asking either, he was demanding. He didn’t like seeing his little spider upset, especially by people who were supposed to respect her and treat her as an equal.

“Don’t worry, Your Miggy is going to handle it okay? Why don’t you head on home? I’ll join you after I deal with business here.”

You nodded as he placed a kiss on your forehead before kissing you once more on your lips, whispering soft nothings to you before letting you go.

Miguel watched you leave before his soft grin turned into a menacing glare. He would see personally that this bastards who dared to even speak lowly of you. 

See the thing is, Miguel twisted things a little bit, so you could be right beside him. When that canon event happened in your universe, you were supposed to die.

But he couldn’t let that happen, he’d grown attached to you, often visiting you just to calm down after a stressful day of dealing with Spider Society. He couldn’t let you leave this world like that. So he saved you, which caused a minor shift, instead of your roommate becoming a spider variant, you did. 

He then approached you with joining the spider society, and the rest of it is history..

You were all his, you depended on him and he enjoyed that.

So to have people questioning why she was here, irritated him to the fullest.

Miguel hopped back up to his platform. “Lyla. Tell those three to come to my office.”

You were cuddled up in the shared apartment you had with Miguel in his universe, you rarely went back home to your own universe as you didn’t have many friends there, and you weren’t on the best terms with your parents after they found out you were spiderwoman.

You loved being here with Miguel, it reminded you of the times you would spend together before you became a super hero. 

You jumped slightly, being so lost in your thoughts that your spider senses didn’t even recognized Miguel had come up behind you on the couch. He bent over and kissed your forehead. “Are you okay now?..” He asked and you nodded.

You allowed him to pick you up and hold you in his arms, carrying you to your shared bedroom. He wanted to cuddle with you, especially after the mess he had to clean up after confronting the three spider idiots that dared speak awful of you.

You were like a drug to him, something that calmed him when he was angry, that reminded him of a time before he had to take on such responsibilities.

He placed you on the bed, placing his head on your stomach as the two of you laid there, enjoying the silence and each other’s presence. Miguel wasn’t going to let anyone else threaten the perfect life he had built, he could see you being his wife, being the mother of his children. 

He worked so hard for you to be here with him, he was not going to let some nobodies from random universes get inside of your head and twist your little mind into thinking you were not important.

You were his drug and he would go crazy without you.

While he was laying on your stomach, he was thinking of a way to convince you to leave the spider society, that you were too precious to him, and that the stress you experience wasn't worth it.

He was ready for the conversation, and he was ready to take things into his own hands if you told him no.

Miguel doesn’t see himself as a yandere, he just sees you as his future wife, the love of his life, and someone who he wants to spend his days with.

But he is more of an Protective and Manipulative Yandere, he takes advantage of you naiveness so he could make himself look like your protector.

Oh? You say someone was mean to you? That spider variant will be removed from the spider society.

Someone calls you out your name? Ooo they better hope that they escape before he gets his hands one them.

He puts you on a pedestal, he sees you as his gateway to a life that he so desperately wants once more. Despite knowing what he did to get this.

Miguel loves keeping his eyes on you, as stated before, he had eyes on you everywhere, Lyla wasn’t just his AI assistant she was also yours. Lyla would report back to him on everything that you’ve done throughout the day, who you’ve spoken to and what universe’s you visited.

Miguel wants you to be his perfect wife, and he will do anything and everything so that he can get it. No matter what he has to do, and no matter the cost.

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[probablyalittletoosilly]

Stress Relief

Warnings: smut written by a minor, kind of rushed ending (imo), sub afab reader, dirty talk, degrading (slut, whore), praise, cunnilingus, fingering, kind of rough sex? they bicker a bit, but it's because this is intended to be before they became close, might be ooc, marking, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, you're almost caught lmao, hasn't been proofread so there might be a few mistakes

You never intended to somehow get between the heir of the Supreme Guardian and one of the best fighters of Wildfire, but here you were.

You didn't know how this began – maybe trying to be polite with them both despite their rivalry was the wrong choice. Or perhaps it was just bad timing when they were in a heated argument while the trailblazers were asleep, and you just so happened to be in the middle of it.

“See? Look at how they're falling apart for me,” Seele goads, lifting her head from between your thighs for the first time in nearly half an hour, fluid dripping down her mouth and chin as she shoots an arrogant smirk at Bronya.

You could feel Bronya's annoyance from behind you as her hands continued to gently rub circles on your hips, sighing against your neck before replying, “You're being too rough with them, Seele.”

“They like it,” as if to prove this she brought her fingers between your legs, causing a breathy moan to escape you at the slight contact when she scoops the fluid leaking from you to show to Bronya.

Your eyes widened at the sight, trying to look anywhere other than that which Seele notices and muses, “What? Can't handle how much of a slut you look like right now?” You swore your throat went dry at her words, forcing yourself to look at the sight causing your cheeks to warm. Did you really look that pathetic in front of both of them? Seele's smirk seemed to broaden as she saw how flustered you were getting and the silence she caused.

The silence was interrupted by Bronya who was mesmerized by the liquid coating Seele's fingers – although she hid that as she attempted to speak in her regular composed tone, “Can you not be vulgar for one minute, Seele?”

It seemed you were trapped in between one of their arguments once again, but this seemed to only serve as something to make Seele more competitive. “Can you not criticize everything I do? Don't act like you have any dignity right now either, princess,” she huffs, roughly moving the fingers she was holding out for the two of you to see back inside you without warning, causing a loud gasp to escape your lips.

“Fuck, you're so tight,” Seele remarked, not giving you time to adjust as her fingers moved in and out of you at a fast pace, seemingly just as mesmerized as Bronya was earlier.

You were a mess, your hands attempting to grip at the sheets for some sort of leverage until Bronya interlaced her left hand with yours, squeezing it gently in contrast to how roughly Seele was fingering you currently.

Her breath was warm on your neck as she sucked another dark mark on it, only stopping to whisper in a soft tone, “You're doing so good, just stay like this for us, love.” The pet name rolled off her tongue as her other hand moved to cup your breast, a warm sigh escaping her before she murmured, “You're so beautiful like this…”

Seele didn't seem to like how your attention went to Bronya with how she did particularly hard thrust of her fingers, curling them just right leading for you to whine loudly. She seemed to enjoy the noise coming from your lips, while Bronya had the opposite reaction, “You need to be quiet. You wouldn't want the rest of the residents in this hotel to hear you, hm?”

Seele was quick to snap, eyebrows furrowing at Bronya's words, “Let them be as loud as they want. Are you that afraid that your mom's gonna find out her sweet, innocent daughter is with two underworlders and is fuckin’ one of them?” Bronya stayed silent for a moment, the only sign of her annoyance that you could tell from her being behind you is how she squeezed your hand a bit tighter.

Seele seemed to know she hit a nerve with the heir, so she continued, her annoyed expression now changing to an amused one, “I'm sure your reputation would take quite the hit, huh?”

“..Be quiet,” Bronya grumbled, her once composed tone breaking slightly as her other hand continued to play with your breast – her movements a bit harsher causing the stimulation to become more overwhelming.

“P-please..” You sputter, now fully aware of how pathetic you must sound, your hips desperately trying to meet when Seele's fingers pump inside of you as your eyes flutter shut at the sensation. She notices your expression and how you're tightening on her fingers.

Her smirk turns smug as if her ego couldn't be any higher, “You're already close? I've hardly even done anything.”

You took in a sharp breath, eyes instantly snapping open when Seele somehow fastened the pace – hypocritical to her previous words as her voice softened just slightly as she curled her fingers inside you, “Come on then, cum on my fingers.”

Curses fell from your lips as you felt yourself obey Seele's wishes. She helped you ride out your orgasm, slowly pumping her fingers inside of you before it began to die down. Seele seemed to savor the feeling for a moment before she pulled her fingers out, an accomplished look on her face as she saw her fingers covered in your essence.

“Damn..” You hear Seele mumble to herself, a grin on her face before she puts her fingers in her mouth – not only making you flustered but tasting you. She hummed at the taste before suddenly you're reminded that Bronya is still very much present.

Her body suddenly shifted from behind you, making you fall back slightly onto the cheap wooden headboard of the bed. “Bronya?” You ask, voice still a bit hoarse from Seele's ministrations. A glare was sent your way by the heir, and instead of her normal expression it was replaced with a darker one, her dilated pupils full of lust. Bronya moved to where Seele was, her voice firm as if she was commanding her guards, “Move.”

Seele seemed annoyed with the girl's command, but she moved with a scoff and grumbles about how even she has better manners. Bronya ignored Seele's grumbles – as if her mind was on the singular mission that was fucking you. It was almost scary to have practically royalty who was so gentle earlier now be staring at you with that darkened look for hers, which surely was having an effect on you.

“Fuck,” Bronya whispers to herself, hands tightly pulling apart your thighs as far as they can go – seeing your pussy oozing onto your thighs and dirtying the sheets below. Her grip on your thighs almost became bruising before she immediately dived in, sloppily licking your slit. The stimulation was so sudden you didn't notice Seele sneak behind you, only noticing when she bites your neck, sucking in a dark mark that makes you whimper softly.

“And she said I was vulgar,” Seele mumbles in an annoyed tone after pulling away from the mark you could only imagine was a deep purple. She pressed a gentle kiss on the mark, slightly apprehensive about the simple affection.

Bronya's inexperience showed with how she had little technique while eating you out, but her vigor was quick to make up for it. Slurping noises filled the hotel room, and you were certain you'd feel embarrassed if you weren't so focused on how good it felt.

"M-more... please," You plead to Bronya, tears of pleasure falling down your cheeks. The heiress groaned against your pussy, her surprisingly strong hands tightly holding your thighs apart as she quickened her pace causing your eyes to roll back.

Seele wiped away your tears, an amused chuckle leaving her throat before she spoke, "You're moaning like a bitch in heat." She emphasized this with a bite to your shoulder, a pained groan escaping you. You could feel yourself on the brink once more, your back arching as you tightly grasped the sheets while the two took notice and seemed to double their efforts.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and a muffled gravelly male voice spoke, "Seele? Are you in there? Sampo told me he saw you go in here. Anyways, that's not the point. There's monsters around town and I need you to help out if you have the time."

You instantly recognized the voice – Oleg – and Seele seemed to as well as she cursed Sampo. Bronya ignored the fact that someone was at the door, eating you out like it was her last meal as if to get back at Seele for earlier. Bronya only pulled away slightly to shove two fingers into your wet enterance, groaning as she felt you immediately tighten around her fingers. You couldn't contain your moans, causing Seele to stuff two fingers in your mouth in an attempt to quiet you down.

Seele glared at Bronya, who looked up at her and smirked against you, relishing your now muffled moans as she continued to lick your slit and pump her fingers inside you. You decided to tease Seele the best you could while her fingers were in your mouth, sucking on them while running your tounge up and down her fingers. You could hear her breath hitch before she cursed the two of you and Sampo under her breath, "Y-yeah, I can help! Just give me a few minutes."

"Be quick with it," Oleg responded, his tone hard to distinguish before his heavy footsteps slowly faded in the distance. Seele let out a breath of relief, keeping her fingers inside your mouth before roughly pushing them further into your mouth causing you to gag.

"You're such a fuckin' whore," Seele punctuated, making you gag before she let her fingers pop out of your mouth, wiping the saliva onto the side of your neck. Her right hand gripped on your throat, louder moans escaping your lips before you peaked – your vision going blurry for a few moments before you slowly became aware of your surroundings. Bronya pulled her fingers out of you, both her hands now holding your thighs apart once more as she licked the cum oozing from you.

After a few moments Bronya finally pulled way when a pained whimper escaped your lips. She pressed kisses on your inner thighs while Seele shifted from behind you, pulling herself away as she sighed, "I better get ready." You weakly nodded, trying to act not completely out of it to give her a smile. Seele raised an eyebrow at first, but smiled back, moving beside you before her hand was at the back of your head, pulling you in closer before she kissed the corner of your lips almost shyly and pulling back.

Silently, you wondered how she could be so confident one moment and shy in the next, but you don't question it as she stood from the bed, which emitted a creaking noise. Seele changed and spared a glance to the two of you, holding her scythe and giving a slight wave before leaving. Bronya looked towards you once Seele left, pressing a kiss against your clit before laying beside you. "You know... I could see myself wanting to do this again," you joke, earning a small snort from the heiress as she pulled your body close to hers.

"It was quite the nice experience, wasn't it?" Bronya murmurs against your ear, a soft blush on her cheeks while her hands moved up and down your back in a relaxing manner as she allowed you some rest.

You instantly relax in her embrace, tiredly nodding as you buried your head onto the place between her neck and shoulder. Bronya's eyes closed before she pulled you impossibly closer as you slowly fell asleep. The heiress smiled softly at the sight before she whispered in your ear, "Get rest now. Tomorrow morning, I can't promise I'll be as gentle as I was tonight before I need to leave."

[shuamorollss]

CUTE THINGS THEY DO WHEN YOU DO THEIR MAKEUP — ot7/gn!reader

note: honestly thought abt posting this only as a hyung line imagines BUTT i changed my mind and wrote for the maknae lines bc i love them all 🤭💕💕 I'm sorry of the maknaes are kinda short and half-assed. I just wanted to get rid of my writers block T_T

tags & warnings: established relationship, fluff!! >< smiled while writing heejakewonki tbh HAHAHAHA . . . not proofread

perm. taglist! @jangwonie @jungwonize @butterflyy-ningg @w3bqrl

♡ ! — Heeseung only accepted your offer to put makeup on his just so he could feel you so close. Though he couldn't stand it just staying still and watch how you gently stylized his face, and with your adoring face so close to his... How could he not react to that? He'd swiftly yet gently just place both of his hands on your cheeks out of nowhere whilst you’re still putting his makeup, afterwards began to drown you with compliments that you didn't seem able to resist until you became a red-faced mess so close right in front of him. " God. how are you so so pretty? I could kiss you right now. "

♡ ! — Jongseong would just look into your eyes, admiring your focused face a few inch closer to him. he didn’t want to just stay still and wait until you finish doing his makeup. He can’t stop himself from suddenly kissing your nose out of nowhere. A few times he did this you were surprised but you got used to it eventually. He never seems to grow tired of placing sweet peck on your nose whenever you finish a part of doing his face. 

♡ ! — Jake is such a cutie. he always gets ecstatic whenever you tell him you wanted to put makeup on him (please he gets so excited to the point he's the one to prepare your makeup kit for you!). and by the time you are applying makeup on him, whenever he gets the opportunity he would boop your nose with his finger. he would do it when you're least expecting it, so you get startled whenever he does so. It was slightly anmoying but you couldn't help but giggle and smile whenever he does so. He's just so cute. too cute.

♡ ! — Sunghoon would be a real tease. Even you couldn't last long going too close to hoon. He's a funny fucking dude cause he'd initiate an unnecessary staring contest with you; just having eye contact with him could make your face red as hell. " How cute. " that's what he says whenever you make a pause and try to breathe as fast as you can, following with him cupping the both of your cheeks, gently pulling you right in front of his stunning face once again. " I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please continue. "

♡ ! — Sunoo tells you stories, fun facts, kdrama criticisms, or just tell whatever the whole time you do his face. Kind of distracting though you don't mind since he's really balanced so it's easy for you to follow and do his look. You actually enjoy him sharing his insight to you during a supposedly really quiet process. After that he offers to do yours as well, " I look so cute! Come on love, i'll do yours. Let's match looks! "

♡ ! — Jungwon actually LISTENS to you!! Quiet and obedient the whole time. Though would lose his shit by the time you get to do his eyeliner. Also by losing his shit— what I mean is that he'd suddenly kiss you whilst doing his eyeliner! He just couldn't take it " How can I not kiss you? you were so close. too close. "

♡ ! — Ni-ki is honestly so stubborn. Would take a while to finish his makeup. He teases too much but it's tolerable. As much as you want to be frustrated, you couldn't. You like him like this and for some reason, you could focus better. After that he would just let your forehead lay on his for a short while, while your noses are in direct contact. " I know it hasn't been anytime long but i miss your face this close to mine, so let's stay like this for another few minutes. "

© wonamore 2022. please do not modify, edit, copy or reproduce any of the works published.

[partyanimal167]

A Chef's Treat- Sanji x F!Reader

Not gonna lie, I've been a little nervous to write Sanji's character, but I want some practice, and I love the idea of someone cooking for that man. (As a chef, that's all I ever want) Here's a little fic to test the waters with that sweet boy.

CW: none, fluff, fem reader, black fem reader in mind, not proofread bc I'm emotionally exhausted

It was your job to feed people, and you took it very seriously. There wasn't a reason for anyone to be hungry when you're around.

You saw a lot of people come and go on your island. The bright, hot weather meant that people to could vacation year-round, and there was plenty of yummy food always in season. It was your own personal paradise, and while you did like to see other islands, your home was in that busy seaside town.

And the sea meant all kinds of people, so who knew what your customers would be like to day. You had just finished up your small break when you heard a good amount of commotion at the entrance.

"Food time!"

The servers peeked from the back and whispered amongst themselves nervously.

"What's going on?"

The group turned towards you before looking back on the dining floor. "It's the Straw Hat crew!"

"...okay, and? We see pirates every day here." you grumbled as you fixed your apron around your waist.

"They're dangerous!"

"They destroy towns!"

"Look at the bounties!"

You rolled your eyes. "As long as they have Berry, then I don't see a problem." You walked out to the main dining area, waving at your regulars as you saw the crew settle in.

A red-head pulled on the cheek of Straw Hat. You were a bit surprised yourself. You heard the tales and read the paper, but up close and personal, the crew seemed like a hungry bunch of friends who were goofing off.

You placed a basket of bread down which was immediately grabbed by the captain. "Welcome, I'm the chef here. Thanks for coming by. What can I get you to drink?" A mess of orders was shouted by the captain--mainly being meat--but you did here the drinks ordered: sake, wine, milk, tea, orange juice, water. You nodded and went to back where you glared at your servers who gave into your stubbornness and prepared the drinks.

When you returned, the woman reached into her bralette and handed you a stack of berries. "This is just to start. I have no idea how much this idiot is going to eat." You were shocked by the amount but giggled to yourself. The money was secured, so there was nothing to fret over.

The crew was there for a few hours--eating and drinking--when a blonde man entered and joined them carrying four large bags filled with groceries from fruit to cured sausages. He placed the items down carefully before squeezing himself on the edge and lighting a cigarette.

"Got everything you need?" the long-nosed one asked.

The man sighed deeply but looked satisfied all the same. "Yes thankfully. I'm surprised Luffy hasn't eaten everything from this place yet. I could use a bite to eat myself."

"Well, I'm glad to be of service." you beamed at the man as you placed a plate of vegetable pasta in front of him. "Here's somethin' light for you." the man looked up at you, and it was like his eyes became hearts.

"Mademoiselle, the heavens must be blessing me if I get to me you on this simple day." he cooed at you.

You chuckled before waving your hand. "Just call me, y/n. And eat up!"

"I'm Sanji," he then paused, "I'm never one to refuse food, but how could I take the fruits of your labor?"

You giggled before shaking your head. "Don't refuse the chef! I want you to enjoy my food. You must know how I feel."

And Sanji did, so he took a forkful and placed it gently in his mouth. The flavors bombarded his tongue, and he felt his cheeks warm from the obvious care and attention that was made. He practically melted in his seat and looked up at you with soft eyes. "Delicious," he purred.

"Great!" you clapped your hands together. "There's more where that came from!" you turned to go back to the kitchen.

"Wait," Sanji stood and called, "I must learn how that's made! Let me follow you to the kitchen."

You pushed him back into his seat by the shoulders. "This is the time for you to rest. Us fellow cooks rarely get treated by others, so enjoy this Sanji. Please~" you winked.

The man seemed to enter his own loving, floaty headspace. He swayed in his chair as you came back and forth with dishes to try. The Strawhats spent the entire day in your establishment, and while the navigator didn't seem too pleased to hand her money over, everyone had a good time.

Sanji went on and on about how much he enjoyed your food that it did have you blushing and giggling a bit. It was always nice to feed people, but it was great to hear compliments from people who cooked as well. The Strawhats promised to come back the next day, but as they were leaving, you grabbed the cook and pulled towards your kitchen--ready to see what you could cook up together.

~~~

Sanji!!! I promise to write you more next year! You deserve it.

I want more chef fics! I feel like it's such an overlooked profession in fandoms, but I wanna come home from a long day in the kitchen and read about the kitchen with my favs lol

[nicoline1998enilocin]

Dancing in the street

Pairing | Steve Rogers x Civilian!Female!Reader

Word count | ~ 750 words

Summary Steve hasn't been himself lately, so he returns to his roots and goes to the part of New York he grew up in. As he's strolling around Brooklyn, he suddenly spots you dancing in the middle of a crosswalk, and he can't help but smile at your enthusiasm. When he gets pulled into a dance, he lets himself go and dances with the most beautiful woman he's ever seen.

Warning(s) This occurs between Infinity War and Endgame but doesn't necessarily follow all canon events | Swearing.

Request @tittittoee | Hii!! Omg omg as soon as i saw this video I thought of Steve Rogers having a grumpy day and when he saw y/n dancing. He couldn't help but to let out a chuckle. (In the video when she turned to look at the other person while she pointed her hands at them) can it be y/n grabbing steve to dance with her. So they’ll just be dancing in the middle of the crosswalk 🥰

A/n I want to thank you for this sweet request! I enjoyed the video, and the idea is lovely because I always want to make a smile appear on his face 🥰 My requests are currently closed, and I will post the ones I already received over the next few weeks. Thank you to @ccbsrmsf1 for proofreading this one! 🖤

Banners: @vase-of-lilies | Divider: @firefly-graphics | GIF credit to the owner

Main Masterlist | Steve Rogers Masterlist | Read on AO3

It's been nearly two years since Thanos made the Snap happen, and half the popularity on Earth has vanished. Despite all his best efforts, Steve's still adjusting to this, but it's incredibly difficult without his best friend by his side.

Bucky vanished all that time ago, and Steve hasn't been the same. His only tether to the past he once knew and loved is gone, and he's been trying his hardest to adjust.

''He'll come back, don't worry!'' or ''He'll be back before you know it!'' were only a few of the things he heard almost daily, and he was getting sick of it by now.

And that's precisely why he stormed out of the Avengers Compound to make his way to Brooklyn. He needs to go back to where he grew up and where he met his best friend, back to his memories.

He took his motorcycle and drove off, not caring about the mess he left behind right now.

The wind blows through his long, golden locks as he makes his way to his old neighborhood, ready to get lost in his thoughts, all so he doesn't have to endure more pity from strangers, coworkers, or friends.

When he reaches his old neighborhood, he parks the motorcycle and takes the keys out of the ignition before taking in every building around him.

After a short walk of a few minutes, he arrives at the house he used to share with his Mom as he was growing up, and when he looks up at the windows, he feels a lump in his throat.

''I'm sorry, Mom. Sorry I couldn't be there for you before you passed,'' he whispers, wiping away a tear from his cheek, and he sits down on the stairs in front of the door, his elbows leaning on his knees.

His head hangs low, his hands constantly raking through his hair to calm his mind, but nothing seems to work. His mind is filled with pictures of his Mom, but also Bucky.

He still can't believe it's been nearly two years since his best friend vanished right before his eyes. It's been two years since he lost the last bit of hope he had. And it's been two years of a neverending battle.

''FUCK!'' he exclaims loudly, and a few people on the street look at him, but he doesn't care. The entire world could vanish for all he cares, with him included.

He stays on those steps for nearly an hour before he decides to go somewhere else because being here only makes him feel worse, and he wipes his tears away aggressively.

After picking himself back together, he makes the trip back to his motorcycle. He has to stop at a red light before a crosswalk, and that's where his attention is immediately drawn to you.

It is a beautiful day outside, and you take full advantage of it as you stroll through Brooklyn, getting to know the neighborhood you just moved into.

You were bouncing happily on the soles of your feet at the side of the road, and Steve couldn't help but smile at your enthusiasm. Seeing you like that somehow worked wonders for his mood as well.

As soon as the light turned green, you couldn't contain your excitement, and you danced onto the crosswalk and stretched your arms out at Steve, a stranger to you.

''Come on, dance with me!'' you exclaim happily, and Steve does, smiling from ear to ear at your happiness. He lifts your arm to let you twirl a few times before you pull him to the side of the road he just came from.

He didn't care, though, because he wanted to go wherever you were going, too. With a wink, you let go of his hands and turned around on your way to your destination, and Steve was left with a massive smile on his face.

All he could hope for was that he would see you again because seeing you made his day just a little brighter. Even if his best friend wasn't here, you managed to make him smile like an idiot, and he wasn't complaining for a single second.

Suddenly, it felt like a weight was lifted off his shoulders, and the drive back to the Compound wasn't so bad anymore. You showed him how you can make the best out of every day, even if it's just by dancing with strangers on a crosswalk.

And for that, he will never be able to repay you.

[vyloy]

Leviathan x male reader

Minors and fem aligned dni, i will block you.

Tw: Degration ( giving ), Semi Exhibition, Humiliation , use of Lingerie , Cock warming.

Dom bottom male reader( Can be read gender neutral ) ( Sex not specified ) ( also reader did do one night stands a lot during their time in the human world )

The internet is pretty split about whether Levi has a praise kink or a degrading kink but in his birthday event, he enjoyed being degraded and Simeon even said "I think he just discovered something" so i'll go with he has a degrading kink

"Leviiii when are you going to be finished with this game,it's been a dayyy", you whine, clearly annoyed at the little to no attention your supposedly boyfriend was giving you "Just one more round!", "you said that approximately 6 hours and 43 minutes ago!", this was getting annoying and you didn't know what to do, until suddenly an idea pops into your mind, with a smirk , you head to Levi's direction,hugging his neck from behind as he suddenly tenses up "w-what are you d-doing!?", you could see his blush quite clearly, "just giving you a neck hug~" burying deeper into his neck as he was now heating up, "p-please s-stop!", he says,not fully meaning it but too embarrassed to return your touch, dissapointed, you walk towards his bed, grabbing something and walk towards the bathroom. Levi was confused but continued on playing. A few moments later,as Levi was rage quitting, you came out in lingerie, defining your body even more but still, your shitty boyfriend still hasn't noticed you, sighing, you walk over to his seat,plopping down on his lap, demanding his attention, his brain takes a while to process what you are wearing before he becomes a stuttering mess, you grab his chin, lifting it up to face you, but before you could day anything, his teammate in the vc calls for him, "Yo Ruri_Chan333, we're gonna begin another round, are you ready?", you thought your boyfriend would leave the vc and pay attention to you but he agreed to another round, annoyed,you decided to do something else rather than giving him the pleasure he wants, removing your lingerie, you grab his pants and slide them down to expose his hardened cock, "you're disgusting, being so hard infront of your teammates?" ,you whispered to his ear, making him even redder than before. Prepping yourself up quickly,you get on his cock, sliding it down and sitting on his lap before telling him to continue playing, he was hesitant but did it anyways.

Half-way through the game, you decided to shift a bit on your 'seat', causing him to let out a shriek, looking at you with wanting eyes, "this is a punishment,i will not pleasure you, go ahead and tell your teammates you're alright,you wouldn't want them to know you're a submissive little bitch, now would you?", degrading him seemed to have an effect as he lets out a muffled moan, "man are you getting dicked down or something ahhaha", the teammates jokingly said, not knowing he was being cock warmed, "a-ahahaha..".

It was now the third round since you had left his cock in you, he pants and begs but you won't give in, "Three rounds and you already want to fuck me? Pathetic"

"P-please mc!", he begs, eyes almost watering, this was humiliating.

"If you really want to fuck my hole, you'll have to earn it first, show me a good time, if you're better than my best one night stand, i might just let you fuck me in your demon form~".

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Pretty messy and not proofread but i hope you enjoyed my darlings~

@secretivemessenger helloo~! I'm the Louy anon<3

[hisokaisdaddyz]

Them in the Bedroom

Hisoka~

The first unmistakable one

Pain, he loves it, he loves when you dig your nails into his skin, he'll do anything for a little pain.

He wouldn't mind being submissive, in fact, the idea of you dominating him turns him on, I promise he'll be a good boy~

He loves watching your ass bounce with each fierce thrust, he enjoys observing his cock slide in and out of you effortlessly, oh but he adores your facial expressions.

He'll use his cards to dig into your skin drawing blood, then he'll lick it up.

As I said earlier, He loves pain, but he wouldn't mind imposing pain on you ONLY if you permit it.

Hair pulling, and choking, it doesn't matter if you're doing it to him or if he's doing it to you, He'll kill for it.

He enjoys watching you gasp and choke on his finger or cock, he'll grin down at you and emit a low moan...... just thinking about it bro. 😩

I think we all know what my interest is now.

ANYWAYS, he likes it raw, and he cums harder, ONLY if you're on birth control, he's not trying to have little magicians just yet.

Illumi

No submissive play.

He doesn't like feeling submissive, he likes to have authority.

He'll try it once but won't like it.

or so he keeps telling himself.

He did enjoy witnessing you on top of him, your head hung low, and your body convulsing, it allows him to go deeper.

Breeding kink, Need I say more?

Any position with you underneath him, probably even 69.

Though he loves it when you're a hot mess under him, it shows he's fucking you good.

This was in the drafts for a while, this hasn't been proofread yet, so I apologize for any errors.

[kazecoping]

for admin oliver: 1. what books does gilbert actually like, since i rmr reading that serge tries to get him books but he can be kind of picky with them? 2. can you go more into detail about gilbert's addiction and the reocvery process for that? also which part of recovery/withdrawal/etc is he currently at 3. this might need a tw idk but can you also delve more into gilbert's current issues with eating and the psychology around that? how has the accident impacted them? 4. since his thoughts around auguste start to change in this au and he realizes how bad auguste really was, how does that impact his thoughts on other characters from bonnard to rosemarine even?

claps hands! that's a lot, i have been successfully entertained ... thanks for asking, i shall now answer in a way that hopefully satisfies you!

as always with these long asks, the answer is below the cut! warning for drugs and eating disorder talk, i'd try to be as subtle as humanly possible but ... it's kazeki, so. yeah.

I. gilbert's reading preferences

it's mentioned during his backstory chapters (so around volume 4-5) that he took a liking to erotic novels when he was little, and judging by that scene in volume 11 where he recites something along those lines i'd say that preference hasn't faltered.

so, he enjoys erotic novels, pretty obvious and a canon fact.

but i think he'd also like books on animals, since he doesn't have one at the moment the closest thing he has is a book.

we never talked about the kinds of books serge got him (they were scattered around the room, anyway) but they didn't get much attention from gilbert. he reads them, sure! but he doesn't particularly care for the stories or their contents ...

he'd like very dramatic books, too ...

NULL'S EDIT: Serge definitely did not bring him erotic novels., even if that sort of thing could actually have helped him heal his autonomy or sexuality or familiarity or what not he would Not have done that ghsdhf. But, he definitely would bring him stories, dramas, the 25 cent romance prints (there might be some dicey stuff in those, he is not proofreading them) at a certain point in the story they did find a bible and had a laugh about that

II. addiction, recovery, withdrawals ...

he used the initial withdrawals as a way to inflict pain in himself (so, self-harm)

opioid withdrawals are physically painful, they have a variety of symptoms such as nausea, goosebumps, sensitivity to light, hypertension and, in his case, he had hallucinations at the start (not 100% sure if this last symptom is medically accurate, though!)

anyway, he wasn't having a fun time. it was awful.

he stopped taking the drugs despite having them at hand (as null mentioned)

thankfully, it seems that opioids stay in the system for a few days (not entirely sure, since we don't exactly know what drugs gilbert was taking ... hence why i'm talking about opioids in general) so that's good, but he was jumpy and miserable for a bit longer since he was really, really dependant on them + his body is already a little fucked up and very weak, it probably took longer ... paris messed him up.

but, right now, he doesn't crave them. the little bottle they had is hiding somewhere in a box and gilbert has forgotten about its existence by now. though, he wishes he could go back to them, since that at least helped him "go away" for a moment. i guess he's going to go back to his old habit of daydreaming to make time go by faster.

Null's Edit: It's common for cases of extreme disassociation to alleviate some feelings of addiction. At a certain point, when he decided he needed to go cold turkey off everything, Serge basically took the bottle they'd spent their lifesavings on and hid it. Gilbert does not know where it is. No Opium for Gilbert.

III. disordered eating and "coping" with his current situation

he's been in and off in regards of that, to be honest. sometimes he's hungry, and sometimes he goes so long without eating ... a day or two at most.

he has always struggled with food, that's not a new thing for gilbert (or serge as an spectator, for that matter)

he relapsed (more like, he got worse than he already was) shortly after the accident, yet he kinda had to start eating more so his wounds would heal (bodies need calories and nutrients to do so, and while it wasn't nearly enough, he managed to do it)

he's not truly recovered, he may never be without the aid of a specialist (and they are expensive! he's got a whole lot of issues to take care of, sadly.) but he's hanging in there ...

he doesn't really have a reason to starve himself now, serge is tending to him most of the time already after all! and his reasoning of "maybe if he (auguste) is close to lose me he will appreciate me more" doesn't apply here for the most part, but he's gotten used to eat only when his body can't handle its hunger, or when he's in the right mood.

he's eating, sure, but he doesn't eat enough for someone his age and height.

also, keep in mind that he's pretty depressed, he doesn't feel the need to eat because his appetite has been affected by everything (stress, sadness, just the way he is)

it's mainly out of habit than him actively starving himself, though that also plays a part in what he does ... he's unwell.

the accident only made things worse, though he doesn't really care about weight gain (even if it's not preferred) or beauty, it's partially a need for control (everything is out of his hands and it feels WRONG) and partially because he's sad.

he's so, so sad.

IV. more thoughts about auguste and bonnard (and rosemarine)

so, auguste is out of the equation.

he started to realize that all the stuff that happened to him wasn't normal at some point. he already knew it was wrong (hell, serge told him that a billion times! of course he had to realize at some point) but he was in denial for some more time.

he feels gross, in a way. gilbert already felt weird over the whole thing because he never genuinely liked sex, he was just taught to crave the pain that came with it, he was taught that intimacy was supposed to be painful, and bloody, and disgusting ... and that he didn't have much of a saying in it, anyway.

he was a child, it obviously didn't click until now (or maybe it did, he just chose to ignore it.)

so, i went over his thoughts on auguste in a past ask but, i didn't mention that he (knowing that auguste is his dad) really feels in a different way towards him. sure, he's angry and grossed out, but he's also very affected. not only did he live in a lie for so long, but the person he needed the most (his dad) is the one who did most of the damage.

he hates him, but he can't help but imagine how things could've been if only auguste wasn't the way he is.

bonnard doesn't occupy most of his thoughts, but he doesn't particularly like him. he's not important enough to gilbert, even if he still has nightmares of the day he first touched him, of the blood, the pain, the fact that he entered survival mode upon waking up ...

yeah, no. he doesn't like bonnard, he hopes to never see him again.

rosemarine is a complicated subject, i have yet to reach the paris volume so i'm not sure if his relationship with gilbert improved in some way (i think it sort of did? he was the one who helped him and serge leave, right?) but i know for a fact that he resents him for not doing anything to protect him when he was at laconblade.

sure, auguste had threatened him (gilbert doesn't know that, though, in gilbert's eyes rose didn't do anything because he simply didn't feel like it), but rose didn't do anything about it for around 5-6 years. that makes him an accomplice.

rosemarine allowed that to happen and engaged in the abuse (physical abuse, at least) probably more than once, so ... yeah, he doesn't hate rosemarine, but he doesn't know how he can sleep at night knowing that.

sorry if i was unclear in any points! let me know if that's the case, pretty please . . . i probably spaced out at some point 🌀

[plentyoffandoms]

Eddie Kingston x f/Reader (18+)

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ Eddie Kingston Masterlist ♡ Run Masterlist ♡ Alternate Universe Masterlist

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. If you are a minor, do not read. Murder. Age gap (Reader is legal age). Oral (m receiving). Abuse of power. Kidnapping. Stockholm syndrome. Attempted rape. (But none)

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Gifs & Photos do not belong to me

YN'S POV:

I lost count of how long I have been held in this cabin by him. The only calendar that was in the place was from 2004 and when Eddie realised I was keeping track of how long he held me hostage, he ripped the calendar up.

I don't know why and I didn't dare question him. He was so angry that he left and hasn't returned.

But the downside of him being gone for so long?

I actually missed the sick fuck.

He is literally the only person I see and talk too. He knew that if he stayed away for a long time that it would mess with my head.

And it has.

I waited by the front window day in and day out. I was rationing my food as I was running low. I waited every single day and he never showed.

I had only thoughts to keep me company.

'Maybe he got caught.'

'Maybe someone finally killed him.'

'Maybe he found someone else.'

~

I was on the last of my food and I kept saying that I was running low out loud. I knew that he could hear me due to some of the cameras being able to pick up on sound.

I was laying in bed, reading a book that I have read plenty of times since I've been here, just enjoying the sounds of the rain hitting the window.

The weather was getting cooler and it has been raining on and off for the last couple of days.

I was just about to start the next chapter of the book when I thought I heard what sounded like voices outside. More than one. My mind must be playing tricks on me.

Yet I stayed quiet, just listening. I covered my mouth as I saw a man walk past the bedroom window. He didn't look in but I only assume that it is because the window is a tad too small for him to squeeze himself through.

I knew the silent alarms would be letting Eddie know that someone was on his property.

I found out about them when I was doing laundry one day and when I went outside to hang up my clothes to dry, a gust of wind took a shirt and I ran after it.

Eddie appeard twenty minutes later, screaming at me. After he was finished with me I could barely walk or sit on my ass after how hard and rough he spanked and then fucked me.

A few days after that he showed up with what I assume is a tracking bracelet ment for kids and put it on my wrist.

"When you open that door for whatever reason, you better have this on. I can keep track of you in the house with the camera."

I looked at the black bracelet that was on the bedside table and quickly put it on.

I heard what sounded like knocking on the front door. The knocking turned to pounding.

Then I heard it.

The sound of the door bursting open and the sound of people walking in. As quietly as I could, I slipped out of the bed and locked the bedroom door.

I grabbed the pair of running shoes that Eddie brought me the last time he was here, as well as a sweater and put them both on.

I went back to the bed, not caring at this moment if I got dirt on the bed. I can always wash the sheets after Eddie punishes me for messing up his shit.

I could hear what sounds like 3 or 4 men out in the main part of the cabin.

"Look for food, water anything. We will be here for a few days." One man said. Clearly the leader of them.

I covered my mouth as I heard footsteps get closer and closer to the door. Then the doorknob started to turn back and forth.

The person turned it a couple of times and then started to slam their shoulder against the door.

"Stop that you fucking idiot. The door is locked. Probably just storage or something." Another voice said.

"Nah, I can see a light peaking through. Someone is here." Now it sounded like there is more than one person slamming the bodies against the door.

'Shit shit shit.'

I tried to scramble out of the bed before they broke in, but the blanket somehow got wrapped around my legs.

As the door was breaking under the pressure, I was freaking out as I couldn't get the blanket off of me.

I kept looking back and forth between the door and the blanket. I was just kicking the blanket off of me when the door finally gave away.

I made eye contact with one of the men as I got out of the bed. I ran towards the window and squeezing my way through the small space when I felt my foot get grabbed.

I screamed as they tried to pull me back in. I held onto the window frame for dear life.

'I have survived this long, I am not going to get killed by these fuckers.' Was the only thing racing through my mind.

But just as my luck would have it, I couldn't hang on any longer. The window frame was wet due to the rain and I was pulled back into the cabin.

I was thrown on the bed and I tried to get away from the two men, but they were each holding down an arm.

"Let me fucking go." I screeched as I was still trying to get away from them.

"Now why would we do that?" A new voice said. I looked to where the door once was and say a man with long blond hair walk in.

I faltered under his gaze but I gave him a dirty look, which he found funny.

"Aren't you just adorable, feisty I would say. I like that." Two more men followed in behind him and now I have five strange men in what I have come to consider my home.

"Get out." I tried to sound threatening but that just made them laugh.

"No, we shall not being doing that. You see," the leader waited for me to give my name, but I didn't so he continued.

"We were hunting when the storm came out of no where, so we tried to leave but the only road up here has a tree laying across it and"

I zoned him out as I heard the road was blocked.

I am alone. These men are going to hurt me and the one person who can actually save me can't get up here.

I started to cry, not caring that I am showing weakness.

"Now now little one, we are going to have some fun with you." The man with long blond hair said.

I looked at each member so I can memorise their faces just incase I make it out of this alive and they get away.

Eddie Kingston's POV:

I was on my way up to the cabin, with a bunch of shit in the trunk for YN. I knew she was running low on everything.

She made sure to let me know every single time she went to make herself food that she was running out.

I looked at the time and noticed I was running a bit behind. I was hoping to make it up there before the storm came in, but I got held up at the grocery store.

The reports of road closures started to pour in and I groaned when I heard that the road up the mountain was closed due to tree, I knew I couldn't get up there.

I went to turn back around, even though I was almost to the road and go home when my phone went off. The silent alarms have been triggered.

Probably just YN but I still had to check. They were the alarms that were a bit away from the cabin and I noticed five men, walking towards it.

'Fuck.'

I know those guys. I have been in a few fights with them in the past when they have been on my property up there.

They think they own the whole damn forest and can hunt whenever they want.

I kept course heading to the cabin, not giving a shit that I will have to walk up it the wet, muddy road.

My phone went off again, signalling the alarms going off closer to the cabin.

At a stop sign, I checked the cameras in the cabin and saw what YN was doing. She grabbed tracker bracelet and put it on. As well as shoes and a sweater.

I saw her get up and lock the bedroom door. I can see from the other cameras, the five of them roaming around the cabin.

I drove faster knowing she didn't have much time. I looked back at the screen and I can see her looking up the camera, knowing that I am watching.

I stopped where the road was blocked. Grabbed my hoody, put it on. Reached into my glove box and pulled out my gun.

Not my first choice of a weapon, but those fuckers will have their hunting guns with them.

I ran up the road as fast as I could. Slipping and sliding down but getting back up and continuing.

I could see the cabin and saw that door was barely hanging onto its hinges.

The closer I got, the louder her screams were and their laughter.

The moment I got to porch, I looked into the cabin and took my boots off one at a time and walked inside, trying to be as quiet as I could.

"Please don't do this." I heard her plead.

She was pleading for her life, just like she did with me all those months ago.

"Fuck, I bet she is tight. Let me go first." I heard that little shit Garcia say.

"No, please no. I don't want this. I won't tell anyone you were here." Her voice was quivering.

"Danny, since you asked nicely. You can go first. Which hole do you want?" That asshat Chris said. I was next to the where the door once was, just out of sight.

"Want to dump a load in her pussy."

"You heard him boys, let's get her naked."

"NO!" YN screamed out and started to thrash around in the bed, trying to get away from them.

They were so busy with her they didn't hear me.

First shot got that big idiot, Jake. Dead

Second shot got Garcia. He went down, but he wasn't dead. Just screaming in pain.

Now the other three turned to me.

Dumb and Dumber as I call them tackled me, trying to get the gun away from me. The only thing they landed were a few good punches. But one got shot in the stomach and I left him bleeding out.

The other one, well he got distracted by his buddy dying before his very eyes that he took his own eyes off me.

One shot to the back of the head and he landed face first in the other one. Now there was just Chris.

"Listen Eddie, man. We go way back. You don't want to kill me." I just laughed at him.

"I think I do."

He went to open his big mouth and I shoved the barrel in his mouth and made sure the last two bullets shot off.

He went down and I heard groaning next to the bed. Garcia was still alive but needed to get my frustration out somehow, so I will keep him around for a bit.

But I needed him to shut up, so I punched him three times in the head and he finally stopped whining.

I finally looked at the woman on the bed and before I could even say her name, she jumped into my arms.

I was stunned but wrapped my arms around her, trying to soothe her.

"Shh, Shh it's okay." YN started to cry harder.

"You did so well. You fought as hard as you could." I said.

"I did?" Came the muffled reply.

"Yes, I saw it all. Now why don't you go take a nice hot bath and will deal with these fuckers."

"But what about?" She looked at Garcia.

"I have a special suprise waiting for him."

"I can help you."

"Helpe with what? The bodies? No I will be okay." That was kind of her to offer.

"Go take that bath. Stay in for as long as you like. I won't get mad."

"Oh okay." I watched her as she slowly walked away and down the small hall to the bathroom.

"YN?" She stopped walking.

"Yes Eddie."

"Actually stay in there until I call you out."

"Yes Sir."

Time to get to work.

~

I lost track of time. I had four big bodies to dispose of. One by one they each got buried far away from the cabin. Knowing their bodies will never be found by anyone.

I made sure to dig the holes deep that the animals wouldn't be able to dig them up. The storm has long gone by now.

Their truck I moved as far as I could from the area so that way when someone comes across it, they can not pinpoint it on me.

Now I am tired, very tired but there is still one person left. Who is tied to a chair with some duct tape over his big mouth.

"Come out YN."

YN slowly opened the bathroom door and came to stand next to me. She looked around and noticed the other bodies were gone.

"Now this is a suprise for you."

"For me?" She asked me, clearly confused.

"You get go chose how he dies. Slow and painful or quick and fast?"

"But I..I.."

"I kept him alive for you. Don't you remember what he said? That he wanted to fuck you first. To dump a load in you."

She didn't say anything, she just looked between me and him.

"Quick."

"I was hoping you would of picked slow but no worries, the next one will be nice and slow."

I handed her the gun, but she just looked at it. "No, I can't."

"You can and you will. I even put in more bullets for you."

"I have never used one before."

"Is my special girl nervous? Let me help you relax."

~

My idea of helping her to relax was having her bent of the side of the couch, me thrusting into her.

"You think you could of fucked her like me Garcia? Huh?" I snarled as I fucked YN with all my strength I have left.

"Eddie." YN moaned. Her head was in her arms, hiding her face from him. I wrapped her hair around my fist and yanked her head back as she cried out in pain.

"Look at him. He can't take his eyes off you." I let go of her hair and gripped her chin and forced her to look at him.

"Eyes fucking open YN." I growled out as I nipped her ear. Her eyes opened and her and I were looking right at him.

"You are right about one thing Garcia. She is fucking tight and you will never get to feel her. How her body responds to only me. You will never get to cum in her."

I was like a mad man, chasing my high. I needed to cum in her. I need to claim her as mine before I kill him.

"Who do you belong too YN?"

"You, Eddie." She practically screamed.

"That's fucking right. Now cum on my dick YN....Now."

YN's whole body went stiff and then she started to shake as she cried out my name like a prayer.

"Oh fuck." Were my final words before I stilled and came in her. My mouth hanging open, trying to catch my breath.

I pulled out of her slowly and groaned when I saw my cum slowly start to leak out.

With out saying a word, I walked over to the man in the chair, beckoned for YN to come over. She tried to put her clothes back on first.

"I didn't say get dressed. Get the fuck over here now."

YN stood next to me. "Turn around and bend over." She did as I asked. I took her ass and spread her cheeks apart.

"You see Daniel Garcia, I get to fuck her when I want too. I get to cum in her pussy and ass and oh so many times down that beautiful throat of hers. She is mine."

I turned to her and thrust the forgotten gun in her hands. "Shoot him in the head YN."

I watched with sick glee as she put the gun right against his head and she took a deep breath, closed her eyes and pulled the trigger.

His cries for his life was silenced.

I checked for a pulse and he didn't have one.

I took the gun from her and placed it on the table. I cupped her face in my hands.

"I am so proud of you."

"You are?"

"Yes I am YN. Now clean up this fucking place. You know I don't like my place dirty."

Part 2 ◇ Part 4

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[tickleraptorss]

A Bit of Comfort

Somedays are a lot to handle, but Noctis takes comfort in knowing he can rely on the ones he loves, even if those aforementioned loved ones are a bit "mean" to him (read: Ignis Scientia).

Polyship Roadtrip with heavy Ignoct focus / lee!Noctis, ler!Ignis

a/n: I WROTE THIS IN ONE SITTING RANDOMLY ALSO NO I DIDNT FULLY PROOFREAD IT <3 my brain is much have some ignoct fluff (although this is Technically ot4 it's just very ignoct focused)

Somedays are a lot. Between the hunts, the ruthless wilderness and the exhaustion that comes with the constant travelling, it’s no wonder Noctis gets overwhelmed by everything. The day-to-day stresses of battling wild beasts and traversing terrain on foot would tire anyone out, so to someone like Noctis, who not only suffers from pains in his legs and back, but also isn't used to any of those aforementioned stressors, it’s a lot. And sometimes he needs space to process it all.

But sometimes he also needs comfort and reassurance, which his boyfriends are more than happy to provide him. Most of the time that comfort is in the form of cuddles and gentle reminders of how loved he is, however, there are times where Noctis could use a little something more.

Curled up to one another, Ignis and Noctis are enjoying a quiet evening together in their hotel room in Lestallum. Prompto and Gladio have gone out with Iris and Talcott, so the two of them have some quiet time to themselves for a good while. The TV is on - Ignis is only half paying attention to it when he feels Noctis’ hand grab his own. Before the advisor can ask Noctis if something is wrong, the prince guides his hand to lay on his stomach, blushing and refusing to meet Ignis’ gaze. Ignis smiles softly at the gesture, immediately recognizing what it is that Noctis wants.

He chuckles and slips his hand underneath Noctis’ shirt, caressing the soft skin of his belly. Noctis is already quivering underneath the gentle touches despite the fact that Ignis hasn't even done anything yet, and the advisor can’t help but grin. He shifts so that he faces Noctis a bit better, and then his fingers begin to slowly spider around Noctis’ tummy. The prince bites his lip in order to restrain his giggles, which lasts for about two seconds, before adorable, squeaky laughter pours uncontrollably from between his lips.

“Something the matter, my little prince?” Ignis coos. “A bit ticklish, perhaps?” Noctis only shakes his head, a blush starting to form along his cheeks as his advisor teases him. Ignis is merely ghosting his fingers over the prince’s ticklish skin, barely touching him, and yet Noctis’ giggling and squirming indicates just how much it tickles. His laughter intensifies when Ignis’ fingers begin tracing along his lower belly, back and forth, from one side to the other, and the squeak Noctis lets out whenever his boyfriend’s hand brushes over that little death spot near his hips has Ignis smirking at the sight.

“Ehehe-! Ihihihiggy!!” Noctis aimlessly calls out. Despite how much he’s squirming, he makes no effort to escape the tickling.

“Yes, darling?” Ignis’ tone only darkens the younger man’s fluster. Ignis pauses his ministrations, but keeps his hand right where it was on Noctis’ tummy. “Can I help you?”

The prince looks at Ignis, and then looks away. His blush starts to spread to the tips of his ears as he grabs Ignis’ hand again and moves it to his right side.

“Do you want me to tickle you here?” The advisor asks teasingly, to which Noctis nods quickly. He smiles and his fingers get right back to work, tracing up and down the length of his prince’s right side. Noctis instinctively arches away from Ignis’ wandering digits, but the older man can tell he’s trying his best to stay still, giggling all the while.

“Your sides have always been one of my favourite spots,” Ignis speaks casually, almost as if he’s discussing something like the weather over a cup of coffee and not tickling his royal boyfriend into a blushing mess. “Such an accessible spot too… No matter how much you squirm or roll away, you can’t protect both at the same time.” Noctis’ giggling intensifies with Ignis’ teasing comments, his hands shooting up to hide his blushing face. Ignis chuckles, pausing the tickling once again in order to grab Noctis’ hands and guide them away from his face. He shoots a teasing, yet loving look at his prince, to which Noctis’ blush only darkens and the corner of his lips twitch up into a nervous smile.

“Iggyyyy…” Noctis whines. “Noho fair…”

“What’s not fair about it, Noct?” Ignis tilts his head, feigning confusion, though that teasing smirk gives away his low-effort facade.

“Y-Your teasing… it’s… mmph…” The prince trails off, but Ignis persists.

“It’s what?”

“...It’s… Flustering…”

“Aww, is it?” Ignis only chuckles when Noctis lets out another flustered whine and nods. “Isn’t that part of the fun, though? You did ask me to tickle you, and I’m sure you’re fully aware that the teasing is part of that package, yes?” Noctis nods again, squeaking when Ignis’ hand returns to his stomach. His fingers don’t move just yet, but every second that passes with no tickling only heightens Noctis’ sensitivity. “Would you like me to continue?”

Noctis pauses for a second, but nods, mentally preparing himself for whatever Ignis has in store for him. There’s butterflies fluttering in the pit of his stomach in anticipation and the ghost touches lingering on his skin are making him all the more sensitive. Ignis’ teasing is always the most flustering thing in the world, never failing to make the prince melt into a royal mess of flustered squeaks, and yet Noctis couldn’t get enough of it.

“Let’s see… Where to next?” Ignis wonders aloud, “your ribs, perhaps? That’s another good spot, isn’t it, ticklebug?” And his fingers settle onto Noctis’ ribs. He gently scratches the crevices between the bones and is rewarded with a squeal from the prince. Noctis wiggles, but again, there’s no real effort to escape or protect himself, much to Ignis’ delight.

“AhahahahahAHA!” Once again, Noctis is reduced to a pile of laughing silly-putty, the teasing only serving to worsen his ticklishness. Ignis hears not a “stop” or any semblance of begging, only the bright and joyous laughter from his prince. There is nothing the advisor loves more than witnessing his love enjoying himself, indulging in silliness and laughter, especially after the hardships they’ve all endured over their trip.

“Your ribs are another one of my favourite spots,” Ignis says. “Although, now that I think about it, I think any spot on you could be considered a favourite. Though, there is one that I find to be particularly favourable,” with that, Ignis’ hand slides downwards, back to Noctis’ lower stomach, and his fingers begin gently clawing at the flesh there. Quite the “favourable” spot, considering it’s Noctis’ worst spot, evidenced by the squeal that escapes him despite the fact that Ignis’ touch remains as soft as before.

“You always have the most adorable reactions when you’re tickled here,” that conversational tone from before is back, though there’s a teasing undertone to it that succeeds in driving the prince up the wall. “Your laughter gets much squeakier, and your blush always darkens. Not to mention, despite how much it tickles, you never ask me to stop… It’s adorable.” Noctis shakes his head, as if denying such claims of adorableness, and Ignis seems to take offense to that. His hand moves closer to Noctis’ hip and zones in on a death spot that he knows to be particularly sensitive; specifically, a bundle of nerves located on the sides of his lower belly, close to his hip. Another squeal comes from the younger male, followed by a series of squeaks and peels of high-pitched laughter.

“I’m not sure how you don’t think you’re cute,” Ignis coos. “Just listen to that laughter! It’s absolutely precious, my little prince.”

“It’s nohOHAHAT!!” Noctis cackles, shrieking when Ignis finally decides to add his other hand to the attack. “NOHOHOHOOO!!”

“Come on, just admit how adorable you are, and I’ll stop,” Ignis leans over to press tickly kisses to Noctis’ neck, and with that, the prince’s resolve crumbles to pieces.

“O-Okahahay! OhoHOKAY!!” He squeaks. “I-I’m cute!”

As much as Ignis would like to press on, it’s clear that Noctis has reached his limit. He removes his hands from the younger’s body, watching as he giggles and twitches at the phantom touches wisping across his skin. Smiling fondly, Ignis leans in to give Noctis a kiss on his nose, then his cheek, and then his lips.

“Thanks… for that,” Noctis cuddles closer to the advisor, wrapping his arms around him and burying his face into his chest.

“Of course, my prince,” Ignis whispers.

They stay cuddled up to one another like that, and though Ignis had thought Noctis had fallen asleep, he feels his hand being grabbed and guided to the prince’s side. The room is filled with soft laughter and whispered taunts once again, and by the time Prompto, Gladio and the others return, Ignis is still holding a blushing, giggling prince in his arms.

[lukepattersun]

juke hc: Luke knows Julie likes to be called 'boss', he enjoys making her blush and doesn't even try to hide his smug smile, but Julie has had enough and decides to give him a taste of his own medicine, and one time, after a particularly productive jam session with the whole band, she says 'well done today, boss' and he's so shocked that he trips over the wires and almost faceplants :)

THIS

THIS IS THE ONE

YES

I love this so much you have no idea!!

I got so into it that what was supposed to be a continuation to your headcanon became a short fic, basically? so, um... enjoy, I guess?

Of course Alex and Reggie almost piss themselves laughing and once they've recovered, Alex tells her "Thank you Julie, from the bottom of my heart. I haven't laughed so hard in 25 years and I will tease Luke about this for eternity. I owe you one".

Luke is mortified. He busies himself with tuning his guitar, his face maintaining a shade of red that resembles that of a ripe tomato for the entire time it takes his bandmates to recover (it's about three minutes but it feels like hours to him).

He pretends like nothing has happened, ignores Alex's words, grabs his acoustic, mumbles a g'night and poofs out.

Julie and the boys look at each other, feeling a little bit guilty. She sighs and reassures them "I'll go check on him". After all, it was her fault... Kind of.

She finds that she doesn't have to look that far. He's sitting on her porch steps, his back on the railing, hugging his guitar. He doesn’t look up.

"I know what you're going to say. 'You can dish it out but you can't take it?' Well, the answer is yes. What can I say? You got me, Julie. You won. I learned my lesson. Now please let's just pretend this never happened and move on. I got cocky and you-"

"Luke, breathe". She interrupts his spiral.

"For someone who couldn't say a word until a few minutes ago, you're being awfully chatty right now", she chuckles.

"That wasn't a big deal, come on. No need to be embarrassed about it. I'm sure Reggie and Alex have seen worse."

"They have". He sighs dejectedly.

"Then what are you moping about? Listen... I'm sorry. I wouldn't have called you boss if I knew you were going to react like this."

Julie sits on the steps, leaning on the railing facing him.

He meets her eyes and inhales deeply.

"It's not about that. Not exactly. It's just that... I guess I liked teasing you. Seeing you... blush at my words. But I'm an idiot, and not just because I'm on the receiving end of that teasing. And... Only now I'm realizing what this must look like to you. A game."

She's listening intently, breathing quietly so as not to ruin this moment of sincerity. Because Luke always wears his heart on his sleeve, but he's rarely this still, this vulnerable.

"And don't get me wrong, it's fun" he continues, "but it means more than that. To me, I mean. So if you're playing along just for the sake of it, I want to know".

Julie doesn't know what to say. Is he... No, he can't mean that. Unless...

"What does this mean to you?"

The words leave her mouth before she realizes what she's saying. Because they've never addressed what this means. But they know exactly what they're talking about. It's that line between bantering and flirting that has always seemed to be a blurred one for them. It's those looks they give each other on stage. It's the way he walks in her room late at night with his music journal in one hand, a pen in the other and a guitar pick in his mouth, and the way she reminds him of the meaning of boundaries but really, she isn't that bothered by his intrusion. And it's the nose scrunches, the silent conversations they have just by looking in each other's eyes... And it's him calling her boss, her peering over his shoulder to look at his lyrics, warm breath tickling his neck.

And it's not a game for her. She's known that for a while. It would be easier if it was, if there weren't any feelings involved.

Luke holds her gaze for a long moment. How is he supposed to answer? He can't possibly tell her how he feels, why he has been doing this. He can't say it. But maybe he doesn't need to. Luke's not exactly an open book, but Julie has always seen through his bullshit. There's no way she hasn't realized how much she means to him.

"I think you know what it means to me".

And it's the confidence in his voice, the way he's so sure she already knows the answer because she knows him better than everyone else... That's what does it for her.

She can't help it: her lips curve into a smile and she starts leaning forward.

"I think I do."

A glimmer of hope flickers in his eyes. She isn't playing a game, isn't she? She doesn't play with people's feelings. And that leaves only one option.

So...

"Julie! I didn't hear you come back. Band rehearsal went well, I assume?"

Ray leans against the door frame, eyes soft and smiling warmly at his daughter.

She jumps a little, eyes wide and panicked, and looks back at Luke instinctively in search of that reassurance he always offers her. He's already looking at her, and his smile instantly calms her. But there's something else, too. An answer. It's another one of their silent conversations and it barely lasts a second.

She looks back up, and schools her features a bit in an attempt to distract her dad from the flurry of emotions that must have shown on her face moments before.

"Very well. We're working hard. I'll come inside in a minute, okay?"

He nods and closes the door behind him, leaving her alone. She looks back at Luke... But the spot in front of her is now empty. Julie looks around, scanning the dimly lit driveway, but he's not there. She stands up and starts walking up the steps, and as she's reaching the doorknob, she hears a familiar voice behind her.

"Wait."

She turns and sees the brown haired boy, now without his guitar, his shield, one hand now behind his neck, a nervous habit of his she's learned to recognize.

"I haven't said goodnight" Luke smiles awkwardly, the confidence from moments before replaced by a sheepish look.

"Goodnight, boss."

This time he doesn't freeze and his shy smile turns into a full grin, brows furrowed in feigned outrage "Hey! That's my line!"

Julie just shrugs unapologetically and matches his grin.

You know, maybe they're good at this.

Has something shifted between them tonight? How can a few minutes on that porch change everything? It seems impossible, right?

Then again, what's impossible for everyone else might not be for them. Rules don't apply.

[jidai]

jidai’s budget mutuals/friends appreciation

Hi, all! I’m quite late with this but I decided to put a small friends and mutual appreciations post in hopes of brightening up the end of this year a little bit. ❤️ If you were tagged, please make sure to check below for a small little message from me. However, I want to make it very clear that I truly appreciate all of my mutuals. You guys brighten up my dash and always reblog or create so many funny and creative posts. I just wanted to give a few special shout outs to those that have taken out the time to reach out and interacted with me past my ask box or we just see each other often.

The messages are ordered by your URL, so you might have to scroll for awhile before you see your messages. I’m so sorry lmao. 

Happy New Years, everyone!

@25th​​, Nonnie, the Young Genius. bro, remind me how old you are 🧍‍♀️ Like my brain CANNOT fathom the thought that you’re so skilled at SO many things and you’re not even in your twenties??? PLEASE SPARE THE TALENT. i will even accept crumbs. But I’m writing to tell you that you are such a wonderful presence on my dash. I always look forward to your gfx. They’re so SO good and you’re improving from one post to another. Like WOW. Now, you’re even starting an art blog, too? You’re so dedicated to the arts. I respect that a lot. Your hard work and commitment will bring you very far in life, whatever you decide to do. 

I love interacting with you. You’re such a big sweetheart and full of positivity and energy. I look forward to seeing more of your art and gfx ❤️

@biscuitwalk​, Dann, the AK Wiz. Dann, I know you’re not as active on here so idk when or if you will ever read this but I want to say that I miss you and your creations so, so much. I will say it a hundred times over and OVER but you inspire me so goddamn much. You have no fucking idea. Your works are absolutely gorgeous and unique. I can look at it once and I can instantly recognize your style (and your cute lil’ pufferfish <3). The way you utilize colors and implement various techniques, shapes, textures into your work. Goddamn, you’re so good. I always look to your work if I ever need inspiration and they help me brainstorm. God, I wish I could put it into words how much I adore your works.

We didn’t really talk for long but you seemed like such a kind and fun person to be around. I wish you the best in your future endeavors, wherever you are. Stay safe <3

@elriccs, Mirai, the Short King. 🧍‍♀️ ok look I know, I know I’m TERRIBLE at replying to you and I’m so fucking sorry. I absolutely love to talk to you but my dumbass cannot seem to reply in a timely manner LASELKSAL. That’s on me and I gotta do better. Anyways!!! Thank you SO fucking much for always leaving such kind messages on my work. I swear to god you’re one of my biggest hype man and I ALWAYS look forward to reading your tags. They’re so funny and it makes me all tingly and happy inside. Bro, like, you just radiate big fun vibes, bro. I really hope that I can get to know you better so I can just insult you until it’s too late to walk away </3

And of course, let me also remind you that I love your works so much. They way that you utilize your textures and those muted colors... OOMPH *chefs kiss* I will always love--

@lockhvrts​​, Em the Soulsborne GOD. hi em 🥺 it’s been awhile since I’ve had a proper conversation with you and I hope you’re doing okay! I miss you and our conversations where we do nothing but geek out and complain about the game industry lmao. if you manage to read this, I just wanted to let you know I miss your presence here. It’s been kinda dull not seeing your beautiful soulsborne gifs and your game rants. Let’s catch up soon. <3 stay safe and well!

@nathanprescutt, Benn, the Man. BENNNNNNNN.  I love you a lot bro. I know we haven’t had long conversations for some time and I hope I can change that! You were my first friend on this blog and I will always appreciate it. I remember us just geeking out over your works and how I would always send you a gfx request like once a week LMAO. The one thing that I have always appreciated about you was the fact that you’re very opinionated (if not, very vocal on your stance on things) and you hold your ground. There were a few time where you encouraged me to speak on topics that I think I shouldn’t and that stuck with me for quite awhile. I’m still a nervous rambling mess when it comes to debates but just know that the one time you supported me to voice my opinion--I hold it very dear to my heart. 

While I don’t spend much time together, I will always remember our animal crossing session. It was  so much fun just trashing and chilling on your island. Especially the bar :( that bar was fucking AMAZING. Maybe once FFXVI comes out, we can geek out hehe

Also, thank you so much for sending in photos of all your doggos, omg. I miss seeing them so much I hope they’re doing well. Stay hot, my German bro lol. Ich bin sehr dankbar, so eine tolle Freundin zu haben. ❤️❤️❤️

@noxdivina​, Lin the Big Dick Daddy Kind. The church is open for business bitch and I’m here to preach the GOSPEL.

Okay, jokes aside, I’m really happy that we became mutuals. You’ve always give off this like, mysterious cosmic vibe (????? huh). And your selfies just further proves that you are wtf. But you’re always so kind to those that you interact with. You’re an absolutely sweetheart and like I just want to give you a giant hug every time we interact. You’re such a soft human being. It’s so nice being around you. It’s like being tossed in the oven and baked at 250 degrees F for 25 minutes. And to boot you’re really talented, hello? God really said let there be a perfect human being and yeeted you into the universe. Thank you for always leaving such kind messages and words in my DM/askbox/works. I cherish them so much. I hope I can get to know you better in the future bc you’re rad, bro <3

anyways, updated drawing of u and maya:

i always assume you’re in a black fur parka 24/7 and maya is coatless neck down. also deck me with those jacked arms of yours thanks  🧍‍♀️

(edit: fuck i forgot to draw a PARTY HAT ON MAYA IM SORRY)

@rokuseis​, Sei, the Dumber.

i have nothing to say to you go away you banana hater ASELKSAEKL

BITCH, you doo bee getting on my nerve 24/7/365 🧍‍♀️ you were an unexpected but a very welcomed addition to my life. I can’t believe we really went 1 fuckin’ year without speaking to each other and then suddenly our friendship blew up because over a stupid BANANA. Now you gotta deal with me and my stupid, random, crude ass messages daily. I cannot. Clown to clown communication. But thank you so much bitch for being there for me and telling all of these funny ass stories and life experiences.

I know I don’t say it a lot because when we talk it’s literally just dogs barking at each other but I want to make it clear now: I love your humor and vibe so much. You never fail to make me laugh anytime I talk to you and I appreciate it so much. I can’t tell you how many times I felt better after talking to you. Even though sometimes your fucking jab hits hard and I end up actually inSULTED BY IT. But thank you for becoming my friend and I look forward to all of our stupid moments together. Looking forward to shitting in your sink when I finally fly to your home <3

@wolfamongthem, Anna, the Grinch. Please don’t hurt me for that title. I'm just saying if someone needs a live casting, it’ll be u. Anyways, did you know that I was so fucking intimidated by you for a long ass time, even before we became mutuals aseljas LMAO. I always see your gifs around on explore and they’re so gorgeous and then I look at your text posts and it’s u roasting people like there’s no tomorrow- 🧍‍♀️ bitch I was SCARED OF U KSKS. Now that I’ve talked to you a few times, you’re really funny like where do you find those reaction memes????? Like bro you and your shitposts is my morning cup of coffee. 

Anyways, in 2021 I expect a full-fledge review of all AAA games from you-- no more shit talking in the tags let it all out BITCH. Thank you for being such a great mutual! I look forward to see what weird shit you will send me the next time we talk lmao

@zenien​​, Selm, the I’m-gay-for-Lady-Maria-or-anything-that-moves-in-BB-Bitch™. ok bitch if I’m being honest I wrote yours last so my brain is FRIED. so everything i say from here is raw from the HEARt cause that’s all I got left. But anyhow, we savin’ the best for last! honestly, i didn’t expect you to barge into my life like that. i really didn’t. i was just gonna keep admiring with my 7 feet (2.1336 meters) pole. I’m glad you made the first move because look where we are wtf 🧍‍♀️ friends??? I wouldn’t believe you if you told me that in 2014 when I first followed you lmao. 

You’re such a kind soul. I know you may disagree but I’m determined to convince you. I can’t tell you how much I want to thank you for taking the time to talk to me during my rough bits. It’s like sitting on a wooden bench in a park during sunset and you sit next to me, just enjoying the vast sky. You radiate such peaceful energy. It’s very calming. Or you know, 2 seconds later i’m suddenly suplexed by your 40 tons of insults like what-- 

Thank you for everything, so far. Truly. It’s been so fun listening to you talk about your Bloodborne journey and see your reactions live. It’s been so fun to see you post your graphics and it continues to blow me away. It’s been so fun hearing about your life and the stories of your adulthood. Every words that we have exchanged, I hold dearly to my heart--more than you ever know. Love u bitch.

[t00turnttrauma]

Take My Breath Away-jmk

I am a sucker for this song. This song brings me to tears every time. But for real, this hasn't been proofread and I feel like it was a little weak. Enjoy!

warnings: Minors DNI, unprotected sex, love

“You’re a masterpiece,” Josh mumbled, snapping another photo of you.

You let the tree go, carefully treading over the thick roots. Josh offered you his final granola bar from his camera bag. While you usually loved hiking with him, you weren’t really dressed for the occasion. He was wearing his comfortable clothes and you were wearing your skintight jeans and changing into different blouses and dressed behind bushes. He jumped at the chance to take the photos for your website, promising to make you look amazing. You agreed, knowing that he had a knack for photography.

What you thought was going to take an hour or so turned into an all-day thing. By the time you made it back to the car, both of your stomachs were growling. Your shows had given you awful blisters and your legs ached from standing all day. Josh drove the two of you to your shared home, ordering you to change into something more comfortable while he went out to get dinner.

You showered, taking your time. It wasn’t until he knocked on the door, informing you that dinner was here that you decided to finally get out of the bathroom. Josh had his laptop and camera set up on the table. He kept his eyes on the screen, editing the photos. You fixed your own plate, setting up your phone to watch the next episode of Blue Bloods, hoping to catch up.

“You’re an inspiration, Y/N. You’re perfect.”

You blushed. Josh was staring at his laptop. He showed you the finished product, and sure enough, he made sure you looked good.

“I don’t know about you, but I would definitely visit her coffee shop,” you joked.

The image landed in your email, which you sent to your marketing team. Even though it was late, the website would be updated early in the morning. Josh was still watching you eat, making you a little uncomfortable. He shook his head, apologizing for staring. After dinner, you brushed your teeth, spent from the day in the woods. Even if you weren’t going to bed just yet, if you were to fall asleep on the couch, you would not have the energy to brush your teeth later.

Josh was standing in your bedroom when you came out of the bathroom. “Are you alright?” You asked, concerned with how quiet he was tonight. You couldn’t help but wonder if there was a reason why he was so affectionate today. His tour was beginning in a few weeks, so it must have been that. He swayed you side to side lightly.

“I just love you, so much,” he said, pulling you into a warm embrace.

Before he pulled away completely, he pressed a kiss to your lips. Despite having kissed so many times before, this one was different. There was nothing behind it but love, no lust, no horniness, just raw, genuine love. He stared into your eyes in silence, just taking you in. You pulled at his shirt, needing him closer. He complied with your silent ask, taking his shirt off. You did the same for yourself, pushing him to the bed. The two of you kissed gently, holding onto one another. His tongue licked at your bottom lip, asking for entrance. You granted him. His hands roamed your body, caressing gently. You tugged at his curls, letting him take the lead.

In bed, Josh was a tease. He loved to have you a moaning mess on the sheets. While he was romantic in your relationship everywhere else, he was rougher in bed. But tonight, he was showing you a different side. He whispered praises, genuine compliments without a thin veil of teasing in his tone.

“I love you,” he whispered in your ear, hovering over you.

You were growing wetter by the moment. He pulled your pants down your legs, taking your panties with them. He played with your core for a moment, feeling just what he’d done to you. Unlike other times you had sex, it wasn’t for pleasure. Tonight, was Josh showing you just how much you mean to him. He skipped the foreplay, dropping the rest of his clothes. You peeled your bralette off, readying yourself for him.

“Josh,” you said, sitting up. “I love you.”

He hugged you again, his erection tapping against your thigh. If it weren’t for him being so hard, you would have been happy just to cuddle. You felt him push into you, gently holding your hips. You adjusted yourself, getting comfortable. Giving him a nod, he started to move.

He rolled his hips against yours, instantly catching your g-spot. Your beathing became heavy, light moans tumbling out. “Josh,” you whispered.

“I know,” he mumbled, pressing a kiss behind you ear.

You were a mess in a matter of minutes, panting and grasping onto whatever part of Josh you could. His quiet whimpers were so much louder in your ear. Tears formed at the corners of your eyes. All of it was so beautiful. He held himself up on his forearms, keeping his slow pace. Beads of sweat formed over his forehead, dotting his scrunched eyebrows. His eyes were closed, his mouth hanging open in bliss.

The heat in your belly began to form. Josh was completely vulnerable in this moment. The lamps glowed over him. He kissed your neck, sucking light hickies on your skin. You wrapped your legs around him, letting your orgasm run over you. Josh wasn’t far behind, stilling for a moment.

“Are you crying?” He asked, rolling off you. He pulled the sheets over your bodies,

“I just don’t want this to end,” you said, cuddling into his arms.

“Then it doesn’t have to.”

[joyliiejolly]

As a lover - SEVENTEEN's DK

Disclaimer: This reading is for entertainment purpose only, so please take it as a grain of salt and live laugh love all the way besties!!

This reading is done by my friend @bluerabb (she usually doesn’t post any reading on her blog and she wants me to post them here so please considerate follow my blog if you want to read more from her ^^). I took note during her reading, proofread and added some of my own thoughts along.

There is a nsfw part in this reading (under “keep reading”), so if you’re a minor reading this, please stop where I put my warning.

Without futher ado, enjoy the reading!

Happy birthday to our Sunshine ☀️ 🌻

I’m forever grateful of you, who saved me from my brain many years ago and till this day 💙

The cards:

Tyldwick Tarot: Queen of Swords, Ace of Wands (complemented by Judgement and Page of Cups), Seven of Cups.

Cosmos Tarot and Oracle: Ace of Pentacles (rx), Five of Pentacles, The 13th card in the Oracle.

Seokmin's love is the purest thing in this world. It's the kind of love that one can't help but cherish, the kind of love that makes everyone believes in the good of loving again.

To Seokmin, every love is his first love. He is always excited for any new love that enters his life, as he sees each of them as a distinct experience to go through. The way he loves is innocent and sincere. He's hopeless romantic and the ideal of true love is there. He believes that there's someone out there who is destined for him and he's destined to be theirs. He will want to do a lot of romantic stuffs with his love one, it can get a little bit cheesy but it's gonna be so freaking adorable ><.

Funny thing is, when he starts to like someone, he would try so hard to act like he isn't interested in them at first :D The reason is simple, he is just so shy and awkward. It will take a lot of time for him to make any move on his feelings. He doesn't want to play around with romance. He wants to make sure whether or not this warm feeling is just a one timing or something more long lasting.

This boy hasn't been in love that much, he lacks of experience, and he's well aware of this. He would wonder a lot about the relationship even before entering it ("Will this last long?", "Can I work this out?", "Will we be good together?",…). And with the tendency to idealize love, if a long-term relationship of him somehow crashes, he will melt down really bad and won't ever be able to fully recover from it.

Though he's a hopeless romantic type of guy, but in love, Seokmin isn't spontaneous, but rather cautious. He might make extremely detailed plans/notes/check-lists in regard to his lover, like what do they like/dislike, their little hobbies and habits, what gifts should he buy in which occasion,… All because he again, lack of experiences and he wants to make it right. An overthinker in love, basically. He is a try-hard one, and because of this, one's love might overshadow the other's, which can lead to a lack of balance in the relationship.

He is also a perfectionist in love, he doesn't want to mess anything up. He will ask his friends, even ask online whenever he wants something from his love one, like a hug, a kiss,…since well, he doesn't know how to. For gifts, he would be like "I don't really know what you like the most, so I bought them all" :D He would even go on wikiHow "How to have a perfect date" and follow the steps exactly how they were written :D "Get them 10 roses", yeah, he will get them 10 roses, no more no less. He follows the steps simply because he believe that if he nails them perfectly, nothing can go wrong.

You know how much of a soft boy he is :D He will get all emotional and cry during important moments, like when they accept his confession/they confess to him, the first time they hug, the first time they holding hands….Yeah, the softest boy everrrr. He will definitely gonna put a picture of his love one on his desk :D And he wants to provide them a home as they like, literally. A little greenery, like a mini garden .

He expresses his love through music. He will gift them the most beautiful sound in this world . He would sing his love one to sleep, recording himself singing for his lover. He will want to dance with his partner, just the two of them swaying the night away, or sing on top of their lungs together. He will send them memes lol or buy them funny stuffed animals. He will definitely gonna make a fool out of himself around his lover just to see them smile (Dad jokes alerted :D).

He will give his lover flowers. It could be some beautiful wild flowers he picked up on the street or a bouquet of mixed white flowers. Red flowers like roses are a must for important day. His favorite kind of date is picnic by a lake, sight-seeing the mountains (basically anything related to nature or in the nature).

(Minor please stop right here!)

Music is an important part of the love-making process and maybe used to built the mood.

Seokmin is a soft dom, a pleaser, who cares a lot about his lover's satisfaction in bed. Since he is very careful, he would be a little bit experimental in bed (nothing too extreme tho), in order to figure out what his partner's preferences and gain some experience, just to please them. He may want to try some positions that require flexibility.

He will give a lot of attention to their feelings and expressions, taking a mental note of their likes/dislikes. All the small, soft spots, places that make his lover goes weak, yeah, he will remember it all.

[leviiattacks]

Lmao Levi being irritated because reader, his roomate, who he still hasn't confessed to yet, gets a cat.

The cat hates Levi but loves reader and reader loves the cat too and it's basically Levi vs the cat someone help

note :: very rushed and not proofread i only wrote for fun because once again i am bed ridden with sickness ha ha the perks of always being sick i suppose T__T

lord, does levi despise the way you act without thinking sometimes

he’s legitimately appalled at how you can manage to always do shit like this

even more appalled at how he lets you get away with it every time

now, what is the shit you have done this time?

brought a cat home a CAT

first things first, you are allergic to cats so he does not understand how that predicament will fix itself

secondly, cats shed EVERYWHERE

as much as he enjoys cleaning he is not going to clean that up every day

thirdly, cats will ruin furniture and claw at it

as well as the curtains!!!!

and levi loves the curtains in the living room because the both of you picked them out together

though it was a struggle to get you interested enough to pick a pair you liked.

maybe that’s why he’s looking at you irked by this all

you’re holding the kitten in your arms playing around with her

“peek... a... boo!”

playing fucking peek-a-boo with a cat? he questions himself in his head

“y/n. we are not keeping the cat.”

at this you innocently look up at him through your lashes

god, there you go again doing that

he doesn’t know if you’re aware of the impact you have on him when you do that

he’s good at holding his composure but that look ignites something in him

but he always has to push that something down his throat

“c’mon, you’d be the best roomie ever if you let me keep her!”

his eyes narrow at the word roomie

is that all he is to you?? a roomie???

you’re holding the cat up alongside your face and are fake pouting

“you. are. allergic. to. cats.” he punctuates every word clearly

“how do you know that?” you ask reasonably shocked he knows something that obscure and random about you

“you like talking about yourself when you’re drunk.”

a memory of him helping you throw up whilst he carefully holds your hair out of your face flashes past

if it were anyone else he wouldn’t have got anywhere near them if they were throwing up

but it was you,

it was always you.

“you rambled on and on and on about wanting a cat as a kid but not getting one because of your allergies.”

“so you would also know-” the cat tries to scratch your arm and you retract giggling

“that i really want a cat!”

“does that change your allergies? poof oh wow y/n you’re no longer allergic to shitty cats because you want one.”

you roll your eyes at his deadpan expression and pessimism

“if you knew anything about cats you would know this is a cornish rex” you now rebuttal

“a fucking what?”

“hypoallergenic cat breed! my allergies to cats are mild so it’s the perfect cat for me”

the crease between his eyebrow deepens.

“do you forget that we live in this apartment together?”

you scrunch your nose looking at your little buddy who has now settled in your lap “how could i forget that?”

he knows you see him as nothing more than a roommate

levi loves you he does but you don’t know that

but part of him thinks you do because you always give him that look when you want something

you’re doing it again.

the look.

“fuck. fine but if that thing coughs up a hair ball she’s out.”

“AAAHH THANK YOU I LOVE YOU LEVI!!!!” you’re ecstatic

his breath traps itself in his throat when he hears that

how can you carelessly say i love you??

you’re happily looking between him and the cat and hand her over to levi

“hold her you’re the dad”

“so you’re the...?” he asks

“i’m the...???” you’re clueless

he shakes his head waving it off

it takes you a moment to understand what he’s asking then your eyes widen

“ohhh the mum? yeah that would be me”

it’s so stupid, so stupid, so so so stupid he repeats it in his head the whole scenario is stupid

but it doesn't stop him from smiling like an idiot

in recent days you’ve given her the names diana, garfield and casper

sadly, none of then seem to stick because you’re too indecisive

it’s got to the point where you barge into levi’s room without asking

you’re in your pyjamas he looks at you confused as to why you’ve walked in with no permission at 2am

in a cucumber face mask...?

“name the cat please, name the cat i can’t stick to a name i’m going to rip my hair out“ you’re gripping at your hair groaning in frustration.

“edgar’

first suggestion, too ugly.

you shake your head

“candy“

second suggestion, no, just no.

you shake your head again in refusal

“zero?“

yeah, no.

another shake of the head

levi ponders and thinks hard “...angel?’

you blush, jump back and look more than startled

fumbling with your fingers awkwardly you edge closer towards the door

he just eyes you weirdly wondering what causes that reaction

well, you must like the name

“is it good enough?” he asks

you’re speechless not knowing what to actually say

“y/n...????”

you snap out of it

“isn’t that something you’d call a significant other not a cat?”

and for once in your life you actually seem kinda annoyed at him

“your cat is an angel in your eyes that’s the point” he’s explaining his point but you aren’t listening

you don’t know why levi saying that word makes your heart race

that’s why you’re annoyed right now

in fact it’s not that you’re annoyed. you’re scared that it triggers this response because this is levi.

levi, your roommate the same roommate who argues about pizza toppings with you. he’s nothing more than that.

but your cheeks continue to flush behind the cucumber face mask

“i’ll ask someone else what to name him just call him salad for now” without letting him get a word in you leave but somehow you forget the cat

salad turns to levi and gives him what can only be described as a menacing look.

“you happy you annoying shit? y/n’s annoyed because i can’t name you”

your cat jumps at him and tries to scratch at a piece of flesh but is held off easily

one cold look from levi and she stops.

“get out my room you pest.” he says as he places the cat on the floor

salad scurries away and levi rolls his eyes

he hates that cat he really does

a few hours pass levi is still up he’s always found it hard to sleep

it’s been a long day he’s just finished a thesis for his physics degree and stretches out contently

to say he’s tired is an understatement but his throat is dry and he needs to DESPERATELY hydrate

he gets to his feet and ventures into the kitchen to retrieve some water then he’ll knock out like a log and fall asleep.

the pitch of your snoring can be heard and he smiles to himself silently.

it’s all good, he’s sure you’re getting all the sleep you need.

“GRRRE”

there it is,

the little fucker, your cat is still up.

“what is it little shit?” levi asks leaned up against the surface of the counter.

salad is only staring at him blankly before turning to look over at the living room.

it’s dim the lights are switched off but levi feels something is feels off

“the hell did you do?” he asks

but salad shows no signs of breaking and revealing what it is she’s done

levi’s going to have to investigate

stepping towards the living room he flicks the lights open.

eyes survey the entire area everything looks good until he sees the way the drapes have been ripped apart

salad is picked up in one swoop she sees how levi is about to throw her out the front door and panics

meowing and struggling just in the nick of time she jumps before running away and slipping into the safety of your bedroom

groaning levi goes back to the living room to see if he’s missed anything.

well, god damn him.

scratches litter the leather furniture, it almost looks like a crossword.

salad has also conveniently taken a shit behind the sofa,

and to top it all off she’s left a dead mouse in the middle of the living room floor

levi. is. infuriated.

“you should thank her for catching the mouse”

you’re hurriedly eating some toast levi has made for you as you brush your hair out and gather it into a low ponytail

“look at the drapes y/n??” he’s exasperated and trying to make sense of your logic

“i didn’t like the drapes anyway we needed new ones.”

you aren’t taking this seriously at all and it’s getting on his nerves now

he runs a hand through his hair and glares at you “i told you taking the cat in was a bad idea”

your hair tie snaps and so do you

all the doubts from yesterday are eating you away. the question still lingers in your mind - how do you really feel about levi?

“do you have to have an opinion on everything i do? you’re my roommate not my boyfriend.”

it’s your fault for letting your anger and stress get the better of you. to be frank you have no clue why you’ve gone and said that.

if you’re honest with yourself you know he’s not a roommate. he’s not a friend either but at the same time he’s definitely not a boyfriend.

he’s more than a friend to you but you don’t think he sees you similarly.

oh how wrong you are

“roommate?”

levi’s question is filled with not an ounce of humour, the both of you know that.

oddly, he sounds displeased,

but you can’t take it back now.

and you hate backing down

“what?” you scoff

he shakes his head and makes his way to the front door not turning to look at you.

“get a grip on that cat otherwise i’m throwing it out”

SLAM!

you’ve done it, you’ve messed it up.

salad jumps up on the counter and licks your toast

maybe, he is right about the cat.

the rest of the week is incredibly busy you have an important economics presentation due today and you’ve done everything you need to prepare for it.

at least that’s what you think,

you’re stood in front of the class introducing yourself and everything seems to be going smoothly

price determination within the economic market might as well be advertised as a sleeping pill because you don’t know how you can get anyone interested enough to keep their eyes open.

but putting your best foot forward an attempt is still made.

“the buyers and sellers accept this price, and buy and sell accordin-”

you’re abruptly cut off by your professor who coughs and then proceeds to leer at you in disgust.

a few moments of silence pass and you can feel your heart hammer in your chest.

suddenly he points at the door,

he’s known for being harsh, strict and a stingy marker but it’s not as if you’ve shown up with nothing done...?

in fact this is the largest amount of effort you’ve put into your economics course since you’ve started it.

being in your usual seasonal slump has held you back but now you’re actually trying he’s saying it’s not good enough?

“your presentation. it’s awful. not enough effort put into it, leave for today.” his voice is rumbling and intimidating.

you’re stunned, you’ve worked tirelessly day and night to finish this off.

you’ve even had to cry over not knowing or understanding how to make pie charts.

interpreting data has never been your strong suit.

too embarrassed to ask for help you had to spend hours figuring out how to make it all work alongside your excel chart and spreadsheet

sighing heavily you speak up “professor i’ve spent a lot of time on this?”

“i looked through the slides. dog shit.” his response is fiery and you shudder at the boiling frustration he’s shooting right at you.

arguing in front of the lecture hall is not what you wish to do and you’re sure you aren’t going to be the only person sent out this way.

just retreat y/n 

you do.

the professor is clearly in a bad mood and taking it out on you, there’s nothing you can do about it.

wordlessly you gather your belongings and leave.

as you trudge back home the feeling of not being good enough sinks in your stomach like a heavy anchor at sea.

entering through the front door is a task and a half through your glossed over eyes but somehow you manage

you’ve kept salad in your room for most of the time after your argument and she seems to actually miss levi’s presence.

so when the first thing you see as soon as you enter is salad clawing at his bedroom door begging to be let in you aren’t surprised.

thankfully for you he’s yet to return from class and hasn’t been disturbed by the sounds.

at least that’s what you assume.

you look at salad and start sobbing

you wish you were a cat.

cats don’t get shit on for fucking up economics presentations that’s for sure.

shaking you try to hold yourself up against one of the walls

frankly, school stress is getting to you.

you tried hard on that presentation only for it to fail when it was worth a quarter of your grade.

A QUARTER...

TWENTY FIVE PERCENT...

salad nuzzles herself against your leg and you lean over to pick her up

she licks at your ear, it tickles and you laugh in between sobs

“you sure are good at comforting people huh?” you’re so worn out your laugh sounds half dead.

it’s all so pathetic. you standing in your living room wailing as you hold your pet cat like a baby.

but she doesn’t mind and let’s you cry to your hearts content.

“MEOW” salad loudly squeaks and you stroke her back but she only keeps at it “MEOWWWW.”

sensing that she’s bringing something to your attention you turn around

there stands levi awkwardly waving at you and you instinctually cover your face with your arm.

the smudged mascara is none of his business.

“wanna order pizza and talk about it?”

pursing your lips at the proposition you slowly lower your arm and scratch at the sleeve of your shirt.

"yeah, i’d love that.”

“KICKED YOU OUT THE LECTURE HALL?? YOU WORKED ON THAT FOR DAYS Y/N, DAYS??”

levi is beyond pissed he hasn’t even touched the second slice of his pizza after hearing how your presentation played out.

“it’s okay, it was probably going to go bad i can’t do anything right.”

levi’s silver eyes fog up in annoyance and you shut yourself up.

“you are the most able person i have met.”

head rocking up in surprise the confession is news to you.

“really?“

“you’re great at making pad thai, somehow you convinced me to keep that cat, i remember that other time you convinced a first year to bungee jump off a building for last years charity fundraiser.”

it truly is endearing how he doesn’t call you smart or witty or hard-working. none of that basic nonsense you’ve heard time and time again from everyone else.

the fact he’s naming the most random things makes your heart swell.

you burst into laughter remembering the first year’s quivering form and you wonder why levi even remembers that.

“if salad bothers you that much i could find a friend to look after her.”

levi looks at you like he’s just come face to face with a ghost.

“no? i like her, she might frustrate me and get in the way when i want to-” he stops himself fumbling over his sentence.

“when you want to?“ you’re leaning in closer intrigued what the rest of the sentence is.

shock flashes over his face but the next second it disappears.

taking a gulp of his water seemingly in preparation he looks you right in the eye.

“when i want to kiss you.”

and that’s all it takes for you to tug him by the shirt and slam his lips against yours, you giggle into the kiss as you situate yourself in his lap. hands ghosting over your hips he’s disoriented not sure where to place his palms but you don’t care. you’ve been waiting for this and despite his sloppy response the fact you’re finally doing what you’ve been fearing the most these past few weeks is only filling you with adrenaline.

“settle down.” he’s panting heavy and ragged. “i was meant to initiate it and look cool what the fuck??” he’s not mad, he’s just playing with you but that doesn’t stop you from getting into the role.

“and if i don’t settle?” you mischievously ask, levi’s hands are cupping your jaw he pushes your hair out of your face and simply gazes in awe.

he makes you feel so beautiful, it’s unreal.

“meow...” salad’s dissatisfied whining can be heard and then out of nowhere in one fluid motion she jumps onto levi’s chest.

“salad if you don’t mind i’m trying to make out with your dad.” you explain with a frown.

she doesn’t budge and instead a trickling sound can be heard, then a foul smell floats into the room and levi screams.

“Y/N THE LITTLE SHIT IS PEEING ON ME???”