#it was great working with you guys and my honour! 🥺

[journen]

CWBB Team # 8 - “I Don’t Want to Imagine a World Where We Don’t Collide”

Hey guys! I had the pleasure of working with the amazing author @ifonlyweknewwhatiwasdoing (MusicSoul1982 on Ao3) for this years’ @codywanbigbang . You can find the fic on their Ao3 and i recommend reading it. 🥺 Here’s the amazing excerpt that inspired the art.

“I hate fighting with you,” Cody whispered.

“I hate fighting with you too darling,” Obi-Wan admitted, “I love you. Let’s get some sleep. I’m going to request another day before my mission. I don’t want to leave with this between us.”

“Thank you,” Cody murmured, burying his face in Obi-Wan’s neck as Obi-Wan wrapped his arms around him, sighing in relief, “I love you too.”

“Goodnight, dear one,” Obi-Wan said softly, pressing a kiss to Cody’s head.

“Goodnight, cyare.”

[delcakoo]

enha’s ways to make you blush. *ੈᜊ‧₊˚

༉‧₊˚ PAIRING ! enhypen x gn!reader

༉‧₊˚ GENRE ! fluff

༉‧₊˚ WC ! 2k

a/n: thank u for the love on my other fics, luv u guys <3

 # LEE HEESEUNG ! 

 this handsome idiot doesn’t even have to do anything. in fact, you blush just from looking at a picture of him. during the paradoxxx invasion mv shoot, you’d be waiting with some other staff for heeseung and the rest of the boys to be done. you sat on your phone patiently, lying on your elbow while scrolling through twitter. when you were extremely bored, like now, you’d search up your boyfriend on social media and have a laugh at the different kinds of content engenes would post about him.

it was going great, you even found a few memes to harass with him later, that was until you came across the most amazing photo of heeseung you’d ever seen. he looked angelic, ethereal even, you don’t think you’d ever taken a screenshot so fast in your life. a small giggle rips you out of your daydream, and you jump at the closeness of the easily recognisable voice from behind. “really, babe?” 

you quickly turn off your phone, the blush on your cheeks growing quickly as you meet eyes with your boyfriend, who’s watching you over the couch with a dopey grin on his face. “listen, you just looked so good i had to save it, and i needed it for my album of you.” 

“why do you need an album of pictures when the much better, real life version is right here in front of you?” he inquires, manhandling you to your side to press a quick kiss on your lips. before you can recover, he snatches your phone and unlocks it, taking his own glance at the photo of him that you were practically drooling over. “hm, that is a pretty good one actually.”

“yah, give it back!” 

# PARK JAY !

sometimes, jay would let you come with him, sunghoon, and niki to work out, and you couldn’t decide if you should hate him or be honoured by the invitation. he’d be there in a muscle top, lifting weights, sweat running down his neck, while you sit there in your oversized hoodie and shorts trying to process how he ever became yours. sometimes, he would purposely flex his biceps just to see your reaction, and would even send winks your way every so often. meanwhile, niki would be like: “hey y/n, can you come help me do sit ups?” 

and you’d be like “u-uh yeah sure! coming!” *nervous laughing* of course niki means no harm, you all know this as you sit there, holding his legs down and counting for him while he stretches repeatedly. but jay still doesn’t approve of the fact your eyes were on his friends instead of his, and especially that the blush on your cheeks could be caused by not only him, but now niki too. in your defence, this kid has gotten way too buff in only a few months!

“y/n, come help me do sit ups now.” your boyfriend doesn’t ask, but rather demands, straight up grabbing your under arms and dragging you away from a confused niki. jay does about 20 sit ups, giving you a soft peck on the lips every single time he comes back up. (🥺)

# SIM JAKE !

cutieeee! jake would definitely write lyrics about you in songs not specifically to make you blush, but to show just how much he appreciates you. he would try to tell you right away ‘cause of how excited he would be, and you’d be so cheery and grateful every time. once he’d tell you about his lyrics, whenever you listened to those songs, you’d begin blushing without fail because of how special it’d make you feel, especially when he was the one singing the lyrics about you. “babe, did you listen to the b-sides yet?” jake asks, sitting down excitedly on the couch next to you.

you nod in return, grinning at him proudly. “my favourite is shout out for sure, you guys really suit the rock concept.” you scoot closer to him, offering a small kiss on his cheek. 

he grins shyly, “well, you know the part where it says ‘my life without you is a misery’?” you nod, “i wrote those lyrics for you.” 

you gasp, moving back from him in disbelief. that was your favourite line of the song from first listen, the thought of him writing that with you in mind made you squirm in your seat happily. “seriously!? i thought that was for engenes?” 

jake ponders for a second before shrugging in reply, “them too, but it’s mainly for you. you’ve really helped me a lot without even realising.” he leans down to embrace you, pulling you onto his lap. you really don’t deserve this boy.

# PARK SUNGHOON !

 this man catches on to anything and everything, unfortunately (or fortunately) for you. when he first gave you a back hug and realised how flustered you’d got from the close contact and the sight of his biceps wrapped around your front, he knew he’d found a new weakness of yours. 

you were angry at sunghoon, which was something that you didn’t feel towards him very often. you texted him, specifically saying not to eat the chocolate chip cookies in your pantry, and what did he do? he ate all the cookies that you had planned to have with the milk you’d just bought, even after you specifically told him not to. “i just don’t understand, how can i text you saying don’t do something, and you do it an hour later? i was so excited to have those coo– ah!” you yelp as your suddenly dragged forward into your boyfriends arms, then being spun around so your back pressed against his built chest. any anger and frustration dissipated in seconds as your tense body relaxes, the only thoughts in your head now was how nice he smelled and how warm he felt behind you. why did he have to be so sneaky?

his chin rests above your head, strong arms locked around your waist securely. “i really did forget, i’m sorry baby. i promise i’ll buy you the best cookies in the world tomorrow.”

you grab hold of his arms and gulp at how muscly they felt, leaning your head back to look up at him. “you know exactly what you’re doing, don’t you?”  

he giggles adorably, “maybe.”

“i hate you,” you huff.

“it’s a sin to lie, y/n.”

# KIM SUNOO !

 this baby probably wouldn’t even be aware when he made you blush half the time because he could be doing literally anything and you’d still be flustered. however, he did recognise that there was one way that always worked if he wanted to see your cheeks turn bright pink. sunoo finds it hilariously adorable that whenever he showers you in compliments and attention, you start blushing as if it’s your first date all over again. 

you were at your local park on a boba date when you ask if he can take photos of you for your social media. of course, he agrees excitedly, making sure to take the photos on his phone so he could keep them forever and perhaps get them made into polaroids for his room. “okay, show me that beautiful smile!” he grins cheekily when you do, offering a few cute poses. “you’re so stunning, i think i’m going to go blind! wah, i’m so lucky.” 

“yah, you’re so embarrassing, just take the pictures!” you whine, blushing from his compliments. he giggles, recognising the blush on your cheeks immediately. 

“i can’t help it, how can you be so adorable?” he blabbers, continuing to snap more photos for you to choose from, never stopping his onslaught of cheesy remarks along the way. 

after your mini photoshoot, you walk back over to your boyfriend whos looking a bit too suspiciously happy. “what’d you do n—“ your jaw drops as you see him changing his lock screen to a photo of you when you were in the middle of scolding him during the photoshoot, looking like an angry, embarrassed puppy. “sun! i look stupid, take that off right now!” 

he only laughs harder, bending over. “no you look adorable! look at your pouty face!”

you whine once more. “you couldn’t just pick a nice picture?!”

# YANG JUNGWON !

 being the leader of his group despite being the second youngest gave jungwon a hand at constantly checking on his members and keeping an eye on every little thing. this boy always makes sure you’re well and tidy, and damn if it isn’t attractive.

for example, you’d just be sitting in the dorms while jungwon cleaned up the kitchen, your sleeping shorts not doing much to cover you. jungwon’s keen eye would notice right away as they rode further up your thigh, eyebrows furrowing at your underwear nearly peeking through. he’d rush over, pulling your shorts down, and you’d look up from your phone in surprise. “oh, thanks,” you say, a slight blush blossoming along your face. it flustered you to know that didn’t matter what he was doing, he always had you in his little bubble of consciousness. 

your boyfriend grins, “you’re welcome, love.” his big eyes turning into cute crescents as he leaned down to give you a quick peck before going back into the kitchen. his thoughtfulness and constant care for you was truly outmatched. 

or if you were ever in a situation where you were uncomfortable, jungwon would know right away, his leaderly instincts alerting him to step in. you’d be at the grocery store, running errands when you were stopped by a man who seemed around your age, perhaps a bit older. jungwon was in the aisle next to you, and he could clearly hear your conversation. “hey, i think you’re really pretty, can i get your number?” the man said. you frowned. you were tired, and you just wanted to have a cute shopping date with your boyfriend. jungwon - knowing you so well - could see this by your expression alone, so even if he was confident you could stand up for yourself, he made his way back to the aisle you were in to deal with it for you. 

“they’re taken.” is all he needed to say, offering the man a passive aggressive smile. despite being shorter than the guy, jungwon managed to intimidate him with ease. you always appreciated his little acts of service for you, he truly was perfect.  

# NISHIMURA RIKI !

 where do i even start with this cocky mf.. niki is always finding new ways to tease you and make you flustered, it’s just how he shows affection. he does all kinds of things to make you blush; purposely wearing tank tops to flex his slowly growing muscles (hybe close the gyms pt.2), being extra touchy out of nowhere to see you freeze up, and of course, making fun of your shortness by asking stupid things like how the weather is down there. one of his most favorite methods though, which has worked every time without fail, is when he gets right up in your face during a conversation. 

he completely understands the effect he has on you, never the oblivious type, and uses it to his advantage any chance he can get. you would be on his bed, playfully bantering back and forth like usual. “an arm wrestle? that’s how you want to settle who’s stronger?” 

niki scoffs, “yeah, how else? this is like the nicest way i can show you, idiot. i still don’t get how you think you’re stronger than me to begin with.”

you roll your eyes at his, “you have way too much confidence, i’m stronger than i look.”

“fine then, c’mere,” the boy demands teasingly, reaching his arm out. you quickly follow after him, grabbing his larger hand in yours.

“i hope this won’t bruise your manly ego too much, i’m going to win,” you declare. gripping his hand tighter, you look up at him, ready to begin a countdown until you see his face right up in yours. your mouth falls open slightly in surprise, gulping as your noses brush, lips centimeters away from his pink ones.

“oh yeah? you’re going to win?” niki says almost mockingly, and you feel a shiver go down your back as you feel his warm breath on your face. you’re still drowning in his closeness, trying to comprehend what was happening when he suddenly begins counting down with no announcement at all, “three.. two.. one.. go!” his arms flex as he immediately yanks your arm down, making you wince in slight pain.

“you’re such a fucking cheater!” he laughs proudly at your whining, falling back at your still dazed expression. “you were seducing me like some crazy siren!”

 “yeah, and it worked. you should be happy babe, you were going to lose either way. at least i made the process a bit more enjoyable for you.”

the audacity...

the end! thank you for reading c:

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[guilty-pleasures21]

After watching Tombstone, I can't help but wonder what Dara or Ali (both if you're up to it) would think of a reader who's like Doc Holiday.

Sick as a dog at a CONSTANT but remains hella strong and fierce in combat. Dies sometimes, but always comes back, and is always ready for a fight. Like- lemme grab short scenes

https://youtube.com/shorts/9tjNYAQLhM0?si=xwbCP5qaXK4V1nMb

https://youtube.com/shorts/c0zP2QRXkrg?si=qTKrMlQkuUdfkld-

https://youtube.com/shorts/bEymttt_6T4?si=pj7eV9JQHPmim86q

What makes it better is that Doc beat everyone's ass.

Hey hey! So nice to hear from you again @queen-shiba ! 🥰

I watched the clips and OH MY GOD I LOVE this guy!!! He's so cool, I think I might just watch the movie myself!

I did my best to try emulate his character in the form of a female reader and I really hope it works, but I'm always happy to try again if you're not happy with it!

Also, I'm going to split what I've written into two parts, a) so it isn't too long and b) because I added some smut (with my love Dara, of course 🥺) and I'm not sure if you want that, so I'm separating it into a part 2 just in case you don't want to read it (if you do though, just let me know and I can tag you when I release it 😊).

The end of this town

Part 1

Part 2

Warnings: depictions of violence

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Ali followed behind Dara as he led X into the tavern. He still couldn’t believe what he’d just witnessed, especially when he glanced over at X and saw the way she stumbled over to the table Dara had found. Ali took the seat across from them, his curious gaze still trained on X as she slumped over the table tiredly.

“Delam?" (My heart?) Dara bent over to catch X’s eye after ordering them some food and drinks - she needed to get her energy back after all the magic she’d just spent on helping them escape. “The food will be here in a bit. Don’t worry, you’ll be all right.” Ali leaned over the table, eyes wide with disbelief.

“She’ll be all right?!” he repeated incredulously. “What about the entire village she almost decimated?!”

They’d chanced upon a quaint settlement whilst on their way to find X’s mother - the great Banu Manizeh. Of course, Ali had made his objections to the quest, his first priority being to return to the city he’d been exiled from by his own father - it was still better than chasing after a ghost, after all. But Dara had simply left him with the choice to join them or stay behind and starve to death in the desert - a choice that hadn’t really been a choice at all, Ali had grumbled quietly as he’d jumped onto the horse X had left for him. They’d reached the village soon after - a reasonably sized oasis with food and water and a proper bed on which they could rest their aching muscles. But then someone had recognised Ali, and the entire population had grabbed whatever weapons they could find so they could kill him and get the reward money. Dara had tried to fend them off for long enough that Ali could take X and make an escape, but they’d found themselves in a dead end - trapped by a solid brick wall on one side and a crowd of frenzied villagers on the other. Ali had recited a prayer as he’d raised his zulfiqar, ready to go down defending his honour, when suddenly, the entire mob flew backwards like a gust of wind had blown them off their feet. Those of them who hadn’t been knocked unconscious by smashing their skulls into the surrounding buildings had curled up in pain, bloodcurdling shrieks clawing their way up their throats along with the blood that oozed out of their mouths and nose. Ali had turned to grab X and seize the opportunity to make their escape, but she hadn’t seemed present anymore. He still remembered the cruel twist of her lips and the dangerous glint in her eyes, like something truly wicked had taken over her. Ali had watched in stunned silence as she’d taken a step forward, the sickening crunch of bones breaking following after her as she swept past the villagers. She was doing it, he’d realised with horror; she was using her healing powers to reach into their bodies and twist around their insides however she liked. The thought had made him sick to his stomach. Thankfully, Dara had quickly reappeared and bundled X up in his arms, his emerald eyes glowing with concern as he’d brought her out of her trance. X had returned to herself soon after, then collapsed against Dara, leaning on him for support. And that was how they’d ended up here: surrounded by a roomful of vagrants who at any moment do something to set X off. How had he landed himself in this situation again?

“Maybe if you’d kept your headscarf on, you marids-cursed sandfly,” Dara growled at him in anger, “we wouldn’t be in this situation, would we?!” Right. As always, everything bad that ever happened was his fault. Great. Dara ignored the tightening of Ali’s jaw as their waitress returned to set their food down on the table, his attention focused entirely on guiding small spoonfuls of food into X’s mouth. X sighed wearily and took the spoon from Dara to begin feeding herself. But Ali saw the way she continued to sneak glances at him, her full lips curling at the ends every time she saw the concern etched onto his features. His heart cracked at the sight.

“I’ll go get us some rooms for the night,” Ali decided, pushing himself off of his seat. Dara shot up immediately, his thick brows twisted into a frown as he stared Ali down.

“You will stay here and keep yourself hidden,” he commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument. “I’ll go book the rooms.” He looked down at X then, already smiling up at him sweetly, and his expression softened. He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, then trailed his fingers down the side of her cheek.

“Make sure you finish everything, jaaneman,” (my soul) he told her softly, his voice gentler than Ali had ever heard it before. X rolled her eyes affectionately, then turned to gesture to the numerous platters spread out across the table.

“You practically ordered me the entire tavern, jaane delam!” (the life of my heart) she exclaimed, her snickers quickly turning into weak coughs. Dara grabbed a glass of water and lifted it to her lips to get her to drink. She obliged, then grinned again when he’d set it back down. “I’ll explode if I try to finish all of it! Here, have some, Ali. You haven’t eaten anything either.”

Ali looked to Dara for permission - not that he needed his permission for anything - and found the warrior’s green eyes boring into him threateningly. X sighed again and nudged Dara with her shoulder, forcing him to look at her and see the frown on her face. Dara clenched his jaw, but silently relented, turning around to go get them some rooms. X pushed one of the plates over to Ali once Dara’s back was turned and he cautiously accepted it.

“So,” Ali cleared his throat once the silence around them had become too awkward to bear. “Are you all right? After … everything?” X shrugged and continued munching on the rice and vegetables laid before her.

“I’ll be fine,” she dismissed him nonchalantly. “Magic follows emotions, right? And I have pretty powerful emotions.” She tried to give him a mischievous smirk, but the effort required to raise her head seemed too much at that point, so she continued to remain slumped over the table as she ate her food.

Right. Was that why she seemed so tired all the time? Because her magic was so powerful that it drained her whenever she tried to use it? But she hadn’t seemed to be as sickly when he first met her - she’d probably been holding back then; hiding the true extent of her power so his father wouldn’t deem her too dangerous to keep around. Ali startled as a metal cup slammed down on the table in front of him and he looked up to find a grizzled, middle-aged man taking the seat beside X.

“You must have been working hard today to work up such an appetite, princess,” he murmured, his breath reeking of alcohol. “Think you can ‘squeeze in’ one more customer tonight?” The man glanced over the table behind them to exchange delighted snickers with his friends.

“Leave her alone!” Ali demanded, leaping to his feet and holding a hand out in warning. He rested his other palm on his zulfiqar, wanting to draw it instinctively, but knowing it would be dangerous to reveal himself here. The man eyed him up and down, then let out a disgusted snort.

“Mind your own business, crocodile,” the man insulted him before returning his lecherous gaze to X. He raised a hand to her head, meaning to reach out and twirl a strand of her hair between his sticky fingers, but she stopped him immediately.

“Don’t touch me,” X told him, her soft voice so at odds with the vice-like grip she had on his forearm. The man sputtered in shock as he tried to free himself from her grasp and X let go of him to continue eating her food. The man rubbed his wrist as he stood up, his eyes still wide with surprise. Then his expression hardened.

“You insolent whore!” he screamed, raising his hand to smack her with it. “I should- AHHHHHH!” He shrieked in pain and crumpled to the ground as he felt his blood pounding against his own skin, fighting to break free. Every face in the tavern spun around to face them at the commotion and Ali felt his heart start hammering in his chest with the fear of being discovered. He had to stop her before she gave them away! Or hurt someone! Or hurt everyone!

“Did you not have a mother or was she too busy crying over your cheating alcoholic scumbag of a father to teach you any manners?” X asked, pushing herself to her feet. Her tone was lazy, her movements slow and exhausted, but Ali saw that same terrifying gleam in her eyes as she looked down at the man.

“How dare you!” one of the man’s friends exclaimed as he shot to his feet. He swayed as he marched over to X, clearly inebriated, but delusional enough to think that he could take her in a fight. X sighed and placed a hand on his chest when he approached her, stopping him easily. Then she grabbed onto his shoulders and pulled him down as she raised her knee to slam it into his stomach. The man gasped, then began wheezing for breath as he sank to his knees beside his friend, still bleeding out of his nose on the ground.

“Anybody else want me to ‘squeeze them in’?” X asked, spreading her arms and spinning around to give the rest of the tavern a questioning look. “I’m feeling generous tonight, so I’ll even offer you a two for one special if you’re interested!” She let out a snicker, then stopped to cough again, the movement causing her to bend over so she could catch her breath. Ali took the chance to rush over to her side and lead her back to her seat so she wouldn’t cause any more of a ruckus than she already had. Ey khuda (oh God), did that goddamned Afshin have to teach her how to fight? When she was already so dangerous?! Ali held onto X’s arm as she lowered herself to the seat, but then he almost fell over when a fist struck the side of his head.

“Wha-” Ali turned around, dazed, and was met with the two more members of the man’s entourage. Was this never going to end?!

“Y-You … f-freaks!” One of the men wagged a finger in his face, his words slurred from all the alcohol in his system. He swung a fist at Ali but he caught it easily, holding the man in place.

“Sir, trust me, you don’t want to do this,” Ali warned him, more concerned about the drunk man than about the young woman happily munching on her food behind him.

“Sh-Sh-Shut up!” The other man yelled at Ali before smashing his glass down on the table. Then he held the jagged edges out before him, waving them around wildly as he tried to focus on his target. “Get out of the way, s-s-sandfly! We want that b*tch, not you.”

Ali winced at his words, knowing that it had been the wrong thing to say. X pushed herself up and turned to face the men, her lips pressed tight with anger. She grabbed the wrist of the man holding the broken glass and tugged him towards her with more force than she looked capable of wielding right then. She glanced at the man's companions, still curled up helplessly on the ground, then pulled her gaze back up to her current target.

“Why is it that the most unintelligent of men are always the loudest?” she asked, not bothering to wait for a response before punching the man square in the throat. He dropped his glass to clutch at his throat and staggered backwards as he desperately gasped for air. The last man standing howled with fury before charging at X, but she just bent over and calmly picked up the broken glass lying on the floor. The man tripped over her hunched form, flying across the room and landing on the table he'd previously been sitting at

“Wha-” he appeared disoriented for a few seconds, but then shook himself out of his daze and ran at X again. She held the glass in front of her as he approached, letting him ram his stomach right into the sharp edges. The man shrieked in horror as the blood began to trickle out of him, then he, too, was writhing around on the floor in agony. X smiled at the sight, her eyes heavy with exhaustion, then she lowered herself to her knees.

She was insane, she was actually insane! Forget about Ali accidentally giving away his identity and putting them all into danger, X might actually just get them all killed sometime soon! Ali knelt down beside X and shook her shoulder, trying to get her to abandon the man whose chest she'd placed her palms upon.

“X,” he hissed at her, his gaze flickering around the tavern discreetly to take in the aghast faces of the people around them. “X, get up. We have to go!”

X didn't listen, choosing instead to stay in position and continue healing the men she'd broken. She hadn't injured them that badly - it only seemed worse because they'd probably already downed half of the tavern's monthly supply of alcohol by the time she'd gotten there. But she'd sober them up now; fix their wounds and clear their minds so they'd know never to treat another woman with disrespect again. Honestly, the state of the world astounded her sometimes: how dare all these pathetic men beat and abuse the very beings who brought them to life, who nurtured them and gave them everything they could ever wish for. Dara would never treat her that way. Or allow anyone else to, for that matter.

She stood up, finally, and the men jumped to their feet at the same time. The four of them stared at X with a mixture of disgust and fear, then they began scrambling over each other to race out of the tavern.

“Finally!” One of the waitresses turned to grin at X, delighted by her show of bravery. Well, ‘foolishness’ was probably a more appropriate word for the situation, Ali thought to himself. “I thought we'd never get rid of the ‘furious four’!”

“‘Fumbling four’ is more like it,” one of the patrons added in jest.

“Or what about ‘frightened four’?” another suggested, waving his cup in the air in agreement. The crowd burst into laughter, all of them throwing their own coins into the pot, and Ali allowed himself a small sigh of relief. Maybe they really could be safe for one night; just one.

[lady-lazagna]

Laz. Top 5 platonic dynamics. Gimme

Hmmmmmggggrrrrrr god lemme simmer on this... how the fuck do I not make them all Tsubasa related... okay I'm limiting this to every character only appearing ONCE. Also I wanna get creative so Tsubasa and Yu will be sadly missed.

Tsubasa and Masamune

They are so brothers oh my fucking god. I just want Masamune to get up to the most devious deeds and force Tsubasa to come along with him. I want Masamune to bully him and Tsubasa to chase him down and thwack him with a foam Minecraft sword. I want Masamune to make Tsubasa do stupid challenges with him on his youtube channel, like gaming or baking dangerous concoctions. I want Tsubasa to say "there's no way you'll stay out all night" to confident party-goer Masamune, and for Masamune to call him at 11pm, tired out of his mind, saying "pls come pick me up🥺 and maybe get a Mickey D's on the way👉👈" and of course Tsubasa does just that. They would be the ultimate Fucking Idiot and Braincell duo.

Benkei and Demure

The besties ever. The big softies of Wild Fang. They are such loving and supportive friends to everyone, of course they're perfect for each other. I imagine them writing letters to each other for the entire period between Masters and Fury, with cute scribbles and pictures of wildlife from their respective homes and pressed flowers, and of course there's always a "Kyoya says hi!" when he really didn't and a "Nile says he misses you!" when of course he did. These two are the glue that holds Wild Fang together (literally in Benkei's case).

Yu and Kenta

Little guys just want to hang out and have fun. Is that too much to ask? Kenta was Yu's first true friend, who just liked him for him and wanted to hang out with him for no personal gain. And Yu really does believe in Kenta and his skills, despite what others think of his power level. And despite Kenta often being left behind on adventures, Yu always cheers and embraces him when they meet again. They're just such besties and I want the world for them they deserve happiness and silliness.

Daxiang and Chiyun

These two had more development in Fury in the span of five minutes than anyone else in that season had the entire time. Chiyun presents as this stubborn and uptight little dude who knows how to find his own way and doesn't take shit from anyone. But when it comes to Daxiang, he just melts in pure adoration and love. The thing Chiyun truly wants more than anything in the world is to be good enough to stand at Daxiang's side; but Daxiang assures him that he is already enough, and he always will be no matter how many times they fall. And when they're told about the legendary bladers and Chiyun wonders why he wasn't chosen, Daxiang assures him again that they don't need to be bestowed star power to be great; they've already worked so hard to gain their own strength. I just think they're neat.

Madoka and Sophie

Something something "oh my god look at that incredibly powerful woman with a rich knowledge of history and amazing Beyblade skills, I want to learn everything I have left to learn from her" and "where did this sweet child come from, she is so curious about the world. I will tell her all about it while we're getting our hair and nails done". I just feel like Madoka would idolise her a LOT and Sophie would try to bring her image of her back to earth with some casual hangout time.

Honourable mention is the dynamic between Wang Hu Zhong and Gan Gan Galaxy. That fucks.

[swissboyhisch]

In Memory

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yourinsta: Love you too x

user: The caption 🥺

user: Sorry for your loss

yoursis: He'd be beyond proud of you three! Liked by yourinsta

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yourbestie: He was my godfather and I am proud to be his goddaughter. I miss you ❤️❤️❤️

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yourinsta: I love this picture 🥰

drat27: Love you baby x

user: The love for this man from the family is strong

zstrome: Made me cry 😭

yourinsta: me too

clove_bennet: bubba 🥺

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mcdavid97: From day one, I've been by her side. This is our first photo together, only two days after she was born. I will always be there for you Y/n. Always have been and always will ❤️❤️❤️ tagged: yourinsta

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user: and they're not dating?

user: they're besties your honour 💅🏻

yourinsta: Always and forever

yourbestie: you guys 🥺

drat27: are we sure?

yourbestie: at this point 🤷🏻‍♀️

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mcdavid97: I promise. tagged: yourinsta and yourbestie

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yourinsta: this ❤️

mcdavid97: always ❤️

user: what's the promise?

user: such a close group of families

cammcdavid: It will all work out

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yoursis: Love you kiddos x

user: This made me cry :(

user: God this picture.

mcdavid97: I hope I made him proud x

dylstrome19: No doubt mate

username: How could not?

marner_93: Great game dude, congrats on the win. It was amazing

yourbestie: I love you all yourinsta mcdavid97 and dylstrome19 ❤️

ryannh93: The W was well-deserved

username: You two made me cry. The part where you put hands on the glass, my feels.

nhl: Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family Y/n ❤️❤️❤️

edmontonoilers: Glad we could remember such a wonderful man

username: What a night.

stephlechance: Love you babe yourinsta x

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@penny4yourthoughts @mp0625 @hischierhaze

[twinkodium]

lola,, first of all you have to watch this video

https://youtu.be/H_cz375P7gQ?si=pAUcHR70SnbeWheC

SECOND of all you need to look at oscar’s cutie patootie little floppy baby haircut at 3 minutes into the vid.

i feel like u would appreciate content like this and probably write at least four pages of tags about it 💋💋

JENNA!!! you have no idea how much I needed this 🥺🥺 I’ve seen it before but it won’t stop me for ranting about the video for HOURS 😌😌

BUCKLE UP, gonna be a wild ride 🤭🤭

SLEEPY OSCAAAAR 🤯🤯 baby seriously just rolled off his bed and showed up at the Prema HQ 🤭 OKAAAY but his ASS as he goes up the stairs 😭😭 I’d have just shamelessly slapped it 😏😏

He just woke up and went back to sleep 😂 one of us, truly just some guy 😌

‘NICE VIEW’ THE BEST, you’re so right babe, couldn’t be any better 🤭🤭 (only if he takes off his shirt.. 😉)

‘HAA we’ll put a race at 8:20 in the morning to raise a few memories. And then HAHA we’ll put on at 5:00pm as well so you can’t go home!” He was already bitching about the poor way their schedule was organized 😂😂

‘FUCKED’ yeah like how I am cuz you exist and I’M OBSESSED with you 😭😭

Questionable parking there Rob, he literally can’t get out of the car 😂😂😂 (not complaining it was worth to hear him moaning and groaning 😏)

AWWW the sleepy breakfast part 🥺🥺🥺 looks like a lost puppy I swear 😌

NAAH THE SASS, it’s coming back! can’t wait to see him this sassy again 😉😉 THE BRUISE ON HIS ELBOW…. ON THE FLOOR HOLYSHIT… I told y’all that he’d look good with hickeys, SEE THAT?? that’s proof 🤭🤭

Oscribing HAHHAHAHAHA

BIG BROWN EYES WITH THE HELMET SQUISH 🥺🥺🥺🥺

OH MY GOD THE HAIIIR IN THE WIND 😩😩😩😩 it’s not as long as now, but still JUST PERFECT 😍 but so floppy as you said 🥺🥺🥺

Craftsman Oscar, man of many talents 😌😌

Lesson learnt, never ask for directions from Oscar, he’s going to get you LOST 😩

Oscribing I’M OBSESSED HAHAH naw Lily is great at giving gifts 🥺

DRS issues in F3, issues with his room key in F2 LMAO that’s where the bad luck started 😂😂

600 hundred autographs!!! just as dramatic as Lando, I see the similarities 😂😂

Not Rob exposing his slow and late ass on main HAHAHHA also shitting on Italian music LMAOO

Flexing the Japanese skills I see 💁‍♂️💁‍♂️

‘We’re at the car, what a shame, bye everyone.’ 😂😂 he was just hungry okay? LMAOO

NAUR NAUR!! Love his accent so much 🥰🥰

THE THONGS, THEY’RE HERE GUYSSS 😌😌 Jackie pls take a look at his feet, sexy huh? 😏😂

The thighs were already DAMN THICC ALREADY 😫😫 naw they didn’t even let him eat in peace poor baby 😌

OH THE THIGHS AGAIN… WHY???

See? He’s so similar to Lando, he broke his trophy LMAO (not as bad as Lando tho HAHA)

‘We do it for the passion, not the trophies.’ I CAN’T and people dare to say he has no personality 😂 sassy bitch EVER DAMN TIME

The part with Rob and Oscar shouting through the wall 😂😂 neither of them has a working braincell LMAO

DENNIS-OSCAR CONTENT!!! 🥰🥰

‘This is a conversation between someone who has never been to Australia and somebody who’s spent 24 hours in Russia.’ LMAO their ass were exposed big time 😂😂

‘Hold your horses people, it’s about to get bumpy.’ He’s not a fan of Rob’s driving 😂😂 the way he’s holding onto his seat HAHAAHA

THE NAIL TALK HERE WE GOOOO 😉

Sleeping on the floor became a tradition, so it won’t be a punishment to any of them (in case they do something questionable and are denied to share the bed with their gf HAHHA).

THE THIGHS…. my face is BURNING (read it in his Aussie accent pls 😌) 😩😩

MESSY HAIR CONTENT YOUR HONOUR 🥰🥰

HELLO ZHOUUUU 🧡🧡

‘WE ARE THE CHAMPIOOONNNSS’ istg he was tipsy here, there is no way he’d have done this WILLINGLY 😂 If Mclaren ever gets a championship… Lando and he has to sing it!! I’LL MANIFEST IT 🕯

[therhythmafterthesummer]

Bestie I got a new phone and I must have been in the middle of changing from my old phone bec I missed the notif for the new wereroomies !!!! BUT OH MY WHAT A LOVELY SURPRISE

Incoming a long ask full of spoilers sorry (you know me) because you know !! that I feel completely normal !! About wereroomies !!! No deluluness here at all JAJA

First of all UGHHH I love when we get another character's pov of events. Like yes, give me all all perspectives and takes I want to know EXACTLY what it felt like for them. Minho and Kitten are just so precious to me. Like imagine having such a constant comfort person throughout almost your entire life, how lucky are they 🥺 AND THEN THEY BECAME LOVERS YOUR HONOUR. I adore the complicity between them, the teasing jokes and intensity of their love (gonna cry fr wow)

BUT HIM TOUCHING HER IN HER SLEEP??? I laughed at him saying well she'll wake up or she won't lmaoooo I love the way his mind works

Like I said I love the trust between them, I love when characters hold hands when being intimate it's just so 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 (also her being stretched from the night before I'M BARKING 🗣️🗣️🗣️)

AND OMG WE'RE FINALLY HAVING KITTEN MOVING IN YES 😭😭😭😭 Another thing I love about them is how loyal they are like hello, we're Minho and Kitten and these are our children Jisung and Sir Percival 😭😭😭

Poor Minho was so happy my bby 💞 yes you're having your entire family at the same place my luv 😭 just what you deserve

Great job as always my dear, thank you for giving us another great piece 💖 you and that anon deserve all the best

- 🍒

OKAY I THINK IT'S BEEN LONG ENOUGH, so i can finally answer this ask sdkjfhsdkjf

you know i always love love love writing from the guy's POV and just in general giving different POVs for relevant situations, so i'm glad you enjoyed that, too skjdfhskjf i wanted to explore minho's brain so bad, and i can't believe i finally got to do it

they trust each other so much... like, they're each other's Person, you know??? always been there for each other😭

and yes, minho FINALLY dropped the question isdkhjfsikdjf i can imagine jisung when they tell him "oh, my god ABOUT DAMN TIME, JEEZ. IT'S TAKEN SO LONG...." lmao

thank you for your kind words, dear cherry. they mean the world to me💜💜

[tranquilspot]

[S] John: Play haunting piano refrain.

[tell me if the track doesn't work]

Released August 9, 2009 by Kevin Regamey and Malcolm Brown The first ~50 seconds were used for this flash. Well that was a nice interlude. Showtime is such a memorable song, it appears later in different tracks, making it John's theme. Thanks to the Unofficial Homestuck Collection, some tracks even have the artist commentary! That's great, I'll be able to comment on it. Also, piano fingers go weeee~

Kevin Regamey: To be honest, I've fallen off the MSPA train pretty hard. This has undoubtedly been the busiest year (or two) of my life, and I am only now returning to reacquaint myself with what the heck is up.

Maaan if only I got more curious, I could have discover Homestuck way earlier. That wouldn't have change the fact that it already ended (or was about to) by the time I discovered Undertale first (back in 2016). Must have been wild to have experienced MSPA during its inception and golden age. That thing huge, so I understand it can be hard to keep up especially when you get off the train a while ago.

Malcolm wrote the chiptune version of Showtime first. I heard it, dug it, and created a piano arrangement just for the hell of it. Like Malcolm has said - earlier on, we didn't necessarily know what we were writing for, so we just wrote whatever spoke to us.

Creative process can be so various and unique from one person to another. They didn't really know in which direction or for what they were writing, but they did anyway. And the chiptune version came first! Crazy.

Tell me your secret guys, please 🥺

I had posted a "Work in progress" version to the music boards, and I received some positive feedback. Positive enough for me to elaborate it into a full piece.

Fuck yeah, MSPA really did sound awesome! Too bad it closed. I mean we've got MSPFA, but I bet for veterans it doesn't feel the same. Is there a similar platform currently existing? Like you post a wip and you got feedbacks then it motivated you to post the full work? No no I'm not talking about Deviantart, been there, done that. Twice. Twitter doesn't showcase art properly, and Tumblr isn't much for like and positive feedbacks, if any feedback really ToT I have put some of my fan art here, but how to get people interacting with it? That'd always been a mystery to me.

As luck would have it, Andrew was finishing up the first playable page of Homestuck just as I posted the full version. As such, I was lucky enough to have the honour of first musical appearance in Homestuck,

Giga chad energy, what a winner!

but most of the credit should certainly go to Malcolm - for defining John musically at such an early stage of the game, and for being the sole inspiration behind this track.

Man, don't discredit yourself! You still did great, you're on the podium even if you're not first place. Yeah, having the skill and honor of defining a character theme is on a different level. But horizontally I would say. There's pride on both. If the chiptune version is well-known and catchy, the piano one is an iconic powerful track, mixing nostalgia, aimless yearning and tenderness. So much emotion that left a mark in each of us. Later to be magnified by the organ pipe version, by da man, James Roach.

Oh, side note: My midi keyboard was misbehaving when I wrote this, so every note of the piece was clicked into a sequencer. D:

I'm not familiar with such programs, but putting them one by one sounds like hell. Rip x) —>

[qqtxt]

hi! 🥺 sooo i have the memory of a goldfish and im not sure if i already sent u this but i was thinking about ur writing like hmm did i already send this writer some love? i don't remember in all honesty but i guess sending it twice couldn't hurt right hehe

ANYWAY i just wanted to lyk how much comfort your writing/work/blog brings me, everything is so so well written and god idk im a little mentally loopy and not good with words but your writing is like home, comfort, cozy, & warm to me. i have complete confidence that absolutely anything u release is amazing. i assume you mustve been writing for a long time as u seem so experienced and just the quality of your works ??? pure gold<3

thank u for writing n doing what u do. i appreciate u!!! 💙

oh my goodness i can't even begin to explain how this message made me feel??? how could you attack my heart like that??? but still thank you??? i am honoured??? i feel so :") i am a soft, soft bean right now and it is all!!! because!!! of!!! you!!!

in all honesty, thank you so much for taking the time to send me this message. whether it's the first or the second, or the billionth time, i'll forever be grateful and a giggly idiot receiving messages like this! oof, that's a good assumption, and a right one! i've been writing fanfics since 2013 (oh GOD what a thing to admit) but i started on asianfanfics, then i came to tumblr in 2014 through my main account and it's been a whole journey HAHA! but starting with txt, it only started in oct 2022.

i'm excited to share more works on this account, and i'm just as excited to hear what you guys think and interact with you lovely beans 💖💖💖 again thank you for sending me this and have a great day, afternoon, night wherever you are! 💖 i appreciate you! ✨

[firein-thesky]

😞❤️ tysm for taking the time to do the title game thing i sent in <333 what you wrote for the first and last title would sound like a dream to read esp the megumi one.. i love your characterization of him.. i read in the tags you’re interested in knowing what the wips were so i’ll tell you here hehe

1000 paper cranes - supposed to be a piece of kakucho from tokyo revengers, part of his name translated to crane so i thought it would make sense to apply the legend of ‘if you fold 1000 paper cranes you’ll be granted one wish’.. he’s a very sweet boy that cares deeply about his friends and i think he’d definitely use the wish in a selfless way to better the life of another

passion and poetry - it was supposed to be a satosugu piece !!! i had an alternative title that was just ‘zero’ but that would be boring to send in lol.. the passion and poetry title came from the romantic ass shit they say to each other like it’s nothing sometimes i read over chapters from the manga where they’re talking to each other and i’m like.. u guys love each other it’s actually sickening. i ended up abandoning the wip because the composition i had in mind wasn’t working out LMAO but i might try again with a new concept.. i really wanna draw them together at least once

curse of the sun/blessing of the moon - a itafushi piece!! the title is a play on how itadori has a personality that shines as bright as the sun but he’s cursed (obv) and megumi being the moon (like he’s born on the shortest day of the year or something like that) and his name translates to blessings.. i have up on this one because again the composition was a struggle and i also ended up seeing somebody else draw a piece with a similar concept i had in mind so i was like damn.. it’ll look like i’m stealing now 🫢 but i do want to make a itafushi piece and use this title.. too good of a title to toss away

a good boy with no place - a piece of one of my OCs actually 🥳 i definitely plan on returning to this wip since i haven’t yet drawn this oc properly.. my oc universe thing is focused on the question “in what ways are people lonely and how does it affect them differently” and they’re all kinda tied together by a ghost character that’s lowkey a terrible person to turn to for advice but he’s just there to be a wicked and malicious thing lol. the oc in this piece is named dario and he’s the oldest, most gullible of my characters because he’s too nice of a person.. he’s poor and sells drugs and his romantic relationships never really go anywhere (but he’s a very sweet boy.. praying for him lol)

again tysm for taking the time to make the little fanfic concepts i loved reading them and i’m honoured that you completed it even though you were finished doing them ❤️ i hope you enjoyed reading what the illustration wips were 🎀🎀🎀😚😚

OMG I WAS SO EXCITED SEEING YOU BACK IN MY INBOX EXPLAINING ALL THE WIP DRAWINGS!!!! 😭💞💞💞 it’s also so cool to me to see how we interpreted these lil phrases??

the 1000 paper cranes is such a cool idea to go off based on his name!! i’m not super familiar w tokyo revengers but he does sound like a sweet boy 🥺 and that sounds like a lovely piece!!

passion and poetry!!! omg okay we were same brained a little there!!! god i love satosugu pieces and iN YOUR STYLE???? YOUR ART????? i’d lose my mind i really would. but you’re so right….the shit they say to each other…..SOOO ROMANTIC?? like i’m every aspect of the word! that’s a great title for them!! 💞

AND I WAS ALMOST GONNA DO ITAFUSHI W THIS ONE??? crazy. it was either them or satosugu but i COMPLETELY see that. itafushi another like poetically tragic sort. and that title!! the cursed sun!! the blessed moon!! literally it always makes me insane when characters can be compared to celestial bodies like that—whether opposites or complimentary. i bet whatever piece you end up coming up for this title (you’ve GOTTA use it you’re right it’s too good) will be amazing!! i eagerly await to lay my eyes on it 💞💞

AAAND YOUR OC??? i’m soo??? intrigued?? god first of all. i love a story where loneliness is explored and to top it off you add a GHOST?? oh i love ghosts. this story sounds really cool! and your oc sounds like such a sweetie too 😭💞💞 i am ALSO praying for him lmao 🙏🙏💞💞

gosh THANK YOU for taking the time to share!! genuinely so honored and this was such a cool idea you had 💞💞 i’m glad i got to hear your side of the titles too!!

[lenteur]

hiii love! 💓 ahh, of course :) and i do appreciate that a lot, thank you 💛 i work as well during the weekdays and sometimes it can be stressful <3

it kinda was! bc i was like oh god i'm gonna slip up!!! >.< but i kept it hidden well, she had no clue 🥰 they were so cute!! there's a website where you can order personalised clothes and have your pets faces on them <3 she had three dogs and i thought it would be hard but the socks turned out amazingly!! 💕

OH GOD I'M SO SORRY 🥺 that's svt for you, i swear sometimes when i rewatch old gose eps, i'm like.... am i about to switch bias?? i hate them but i love them so much (hate them tho) 🤣

noooo, don't be sorry, i'm so emotional too 😭 one of my older mutuals on twitter went to one of their fanmeets and she said the way you see them are the exact same in real life, she said they're so nice and they do genuinely take an interest in speaking to you (omg pls lemme meet them :((( )

honestly i feel like he's one of the least biased people in the group which does make a little bit sad :( he's one of my favourite people and is v important to me 💔 if you can be anyone in life, be a seungkwan 🦊

she is absolutely gorgeous 😭 totally did not have a bigger crush on her after that ep 💓

AAAH I'M SO GLAD YOU ENJOYED THEM!!!! they're a whole family 🌺 i missed one of the FUNNIEST ones omg which is this one - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2lTN_tCtuq0 this one is also a three part, just watching them having fun in the water is so funny 😭 dk's smile & laugh is everything to me 💝💝💝

you're so very welcome!!! i'm happy they had a positive impact on your day 🌷🌼🌻

hiii bestie 🌼 i've missed you a lot 💓 hopefully work doesn't get too stressful for you. if only we could be paid but not work, that'd be great... alas... </3

omg! that's even cuter than what i imagined :( all her dogs printed on her socks. this might be her favourite pair of socks 💝

oh no don't worry 🤣 i wasn't complaining (well kinda) about changing. i knew what i was getting into when i slipped into the diamond life 💎 but still hao is #1 in my heart. however, i might bias a lot more than just him. i don't have an official biaslist in that group and i think i'll keep it that way lol

lucky her 😭 i mean i believe her. the guys seem so nice and chill. it'd be an honour to meet them :( crossing fingers you'll meet them one day

really? from what i've seen i thought he was one of the more popular members of the groups? but it's a shame because he's so funny and sweet and talented and- i'll stop right here ^^'

seeing the 🦊 next to seungkwan made me wonder if you had to assign an emoji (not necessarily animals) to each member, which one would it be? you don't have to do it for all the members if it's too much, but at least a few members. the only one i find fitting is hoshi and his whole 🐯 agenda. tbh i thought it was just a one time thing at first, but then i saw him committing to it and i was a bit surprised to say the least. i haven't seen an idol be so invested in their persona before 😭 and i was a bit sad when his first solo song wasn't named tiger but spider instead. i thought he lost his passion for tigerhosh 🤣 🤣 🤣

all the episodes made me laugh so much. i mean seventeen always deliver as both artists and comedians. they make everything funny and captivating. i get so invested in their games even if it's not that deep 🤣 i mean in the sense i'll react as if i was a part of the group and the game lmao and the episode you sent me was funny as well 🤣 seventeen aka PURE CHAOS

thank you so much for interacting 🌻 that makes me happy :D and if you have any questions please do tell. i feel like i've been the one asking you questions and i feel bad for it >3<

as always, have a lovely day (or night) depending on when you'll read this :)

[mrsackermanx]

i will not leave until you finish (28/?) | part (2/2)

part 1 here collection masterlist

description: following from the night before, levi is more than happy than to indulge your desires.

wc: 9.4k

tags/warnings: masturbation interrupt, light bondage, humiliation, throat fucking, crawling, overstimulation, marking (scratching, spanking, biting), squirting, mirror sex, reverse cowgirl, cream pie/ unprotected sex, rough sex, use of safe word, degradation, cock drunk/ sub-space, praise kink, aftercare, belly bulge- levi has a massive cock ♡

an: trying a new post layout🥺 + so…after 27 chapters i’ve written the part 2 to chapter one, it felt weirdly emotional omg, but I hope you guys enjoy it.

I wanted to make this filthy! As it's following the first ever one to this collection!💗 I also wanted this super intense! <3 Levi is an overstimming mean sex god pleasure dom in this <3…my whole thought writing for this part 2 was that Levi is definitely a sucker for pleasing even if he pretends he's not, so he's like okay the reader likes humiliation and pleasure, let's rock this bitch! 😜 I feel like he'd really run with something like that, and I love it. Also Captain kink rly came out, it's been a while, right? <3

As soon as he closes your door behind him, he wipes the smirk from his lips and paces to his office. Swiftly locking his door, he tugs his pants down, letting them cling to the rungs of his hipbones, as he starts to jerk his painfully hard dick.

"Oh fuck, that girl." he groans, biting into his forearm to quiet his echoing moans, as he thinks of you sprawled so open and so prettily below him, with your pussy shamelessly displayed.

He wonders how he held out for so long, how he hid his arousal, because now his cock is so fucking hard, that it's skin is stiflingly tight, and it aches, oh how it aches. "Fuck I—need to...so bad, so bad, I need...her!" he moans, pumping his cock with his eyes glazed over, panting out into the dim light of his office. Voice so hoarse he feels embarrassed. But he can't help himself.

He imagines your body, he imagines your breasts, he imagines covering them with his essence, emptying himself past your pouty lips, or onto your flattened tongue...He's utterly frenzied, in need, completely and willingly ready to cross over the line to maddening lust, to desire, emotions he never dares feel.

With a loud cry, and a heavy exhale, he's delirious as he comes, hard. It weeps out from his tip and slowly drools down onto the floor, though his lust is still not abated. "I need her, I have to." he whispers breathlessly, though sighing at the sight of his mess in grimace. "I'll have to...shit. What the hell am I doing?"

****

"You should participate more [name]. I'm definitely going to consider your input on the expedition formations, great work!"

"Thank you Commander, I feel honoured to have been of service!" you beam at him shyly, you've always felt somewhat intimated by Commander Erwin. He's more talkative than Levi for starters, and more intense in an entirely different way, his voice booms with authority and promise, and well, it's overwhelming.

"Why are you both shouting so early in the morning?"

Captain Levi.

You jump immediately, his voice has you reeled in so tightly, you're on edge, it was that same voice fanning against your neck, not even several hours before now. Last night was...

"Ah Levi! [Name] here is an excellent cadet! I do hope you praise her."

You sigh and turn away from him, wishing for nothing more than for the ground to swallow you up. Levi raises an amused eyebrow, stepping even closer to you, and casually dropping his hand on your head. "Her? She gets plenty praise already."

You swallow thickly as his gaze burns through your cheek. The memories of last night still so fresh in your mind, the rough heat of his hand on your throat, over your mouth, the way he looked telling you exactly how to fuck yourself in your mirror, on your bed, on the floor, that damned husky voice in your ear, it's addictive. Fuck, you want more. You need more, you need him.

"She deserves it, she's a major asset to us."

"Thank you, Commander."

"Is she?"

Erwin laughs heartily at Levi's disgruntled expression before turning to finish his word with you. "Don't be so quiet next time! Speak up!" he rouses.

"Tsk, [name] quiet?" He drops the grip in your hair with a glare, before breaking from your gaze to look up at Erwin. "She makes quite the racket." he says deadpan. You plead with your eyes now, yet he only seems to enjoy your failing.

"Must be because you're such a good Captain, Levi, getting them all so motivated."

It's certainly something like that.

"I'll see you two later, again, good work [name]."

"Slut."

You scoff indignantly, whipping your head from Erwin's minimising frame shielding the morning sun, to a clearly irritated Levi. "What?"

"Did you clean your cum up of the floor when I left last night?"

You stumble over your words, self consciously checking for close ears, and practically gaining whiplash in the process. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"If that's how you want to play it [name], fine by me."

"Yeah? Then I'll bet you went straight to your office and came right into a teacup afterwards."

He chuckles dryly, sighing with mock exasperation. "Is that another fantasy of yours? You want to reserve the roles from last night? Are you really that insatiable?"

"At least I have fantasies, and...fucking—emotions!" you blurt, before turning and strutting away, leaving Levi frowning behind you.

He clenches his fists, while subtle ringing reverberates from ear to ear, caused by just how hard his jaw is clenching. "What the hell."

****

It's night-time now, and it's now you realise that Levi has avoided you all day, in fact he hasn't even looked at you or in your direction since. And truthfully, as you mull it over in your head you feel guilty for the comment. It was a low blow, he's not emotionless, in fact you know he probably has the biggest heart here, yet he just doesn't show it. That stoic asshole.

You scan the hall, you're a slow eater so most people have long discarded their dinners, and Levi is nowhere to be seen. So you leave your cold tasteless food, and head to the Captain and Commander's corridor, yearning for a different type of sustenance.

Having reached it, you only continuously trail up and down the narrow hallway anyway, driving yourself mad, because you can't remember which room is Levi's. You also know if you knock on Erwin's or Hange's door by mistake, you'll need an excuse, because you can't exactly say that you're looking for Levi.

"Where is it your running to Cadet?" You've never been so happy to hear his voice, even as you turn around to see him standing rather unimpressed before you. "What's going on? Are you okay?" he asks, his voice is gentle for once and to your surprise laced with concern. He even reaches out his hand and cups your chin between two of his fingers, titling your face side to side. "Speak?"

You can't help but be flustered at the gesture, he's messing with you, you're sure, but you can still only babble, "You. Your office."

He leans over to whisper into your ear, "Don't know why you're rushing Cadet, we're going to have all the time in the world later."

Your cheeks burn at the connotation. "No I was, actually here to...say something." You rest your hand against the closest door, tapping your fingers, fidgeting as he looks on at you with complete and utter annoyance.

"[Name]. That's Erwin's office." He retracts his hand, folding his arms to his chest.

"I got confused, you all look the same. What! I mean like your rooms do, the doors-"

"Getting us confused [name]? Because me and Erwin look so alike, don't worry, I understand your struggle. It must be the blonde hair-"

"Do you have to be so condescending?"

He grabs your wrist and pulls you away to the last door of the corridor, this is when you remember where his office is. The one right at the end, the one you always assume nobody actually resides in. "Do you have to be so stupid? You're so confused, that who's to say you'll even know the difference if it's Erwin who comes to your room tonight."

"I'll know, obviously." you mutter, voice trailing away. "But, does that mean you're...going to?"

He sighs. "That I'm going to what?"

"Come again?"

"If I want to come and play with you again I will, don't chase me down, because you're not making the decisions here."

"Fuck you then."

He grabs onto the collar of your shirt, and pulls you close. "I know that cunt will be wet and ready when I get there anyway." He then let's you go, turning the handle to his office and shutting his door. Leaving you gawping into the darkness of the doorway. "Just leave." he calls out.

You silently stew as you walk back to your room and prepare yourself for bed, mouth agape as his lewd words repeat themselves inside your head.

****

It's close to midnight now, but you're still awake, as insomnia rears it's ugly head as usual, not only that. Part of you has been holding out in hopes of Levi coming to your room again, but it's becoming crystal clear that he's not going to come. Besides, you're sure you've pushed him far enough today anyway.

And as usual, you need something to help you sleep, so you take your hand to the ache between your thighs, the ache you thought Levi might be filling tonight. You even consider his words from a few weeks ago, particularly his comment on the creakiness of your bed, so you migrate to the floor.

It's chillingly cold but you bear it, imagining Levi's hot words misting your nape, instructing you to touch yourself on the floor like he had just last night, as you start to work up enough slick to drive your fingers into your pussy.

You sigh out in frustration.

You can't seem to come, even as you roll your hips towards your palm, thrusting your fingers past your throbbing walls, trying every pace and pressure variation under the sun. It's not the same, you want Levi in charge of it, edging you, talking to you in that deep gravelly voice, determining the pace.

"So this is it? You really can't spend one night without your fingers in that cunt of yours?"

You yelp, but he remains as deadpan as ever as he closes the door behind himself. You fumble with your nightdress, jumping up to sit on the edge of your bed. He's so light on his feet it's unholy. You didn't even hear him walk in, though your eyes were clamped shut, and you were too busy trying to imagine him, but yet here he is.

"Hungry slut can't have a night off from fucking herself, that it?"

"Maybe it's cause I need something more."

He raises his brows at you. "Tsk, disgraceful."

"If you're here, how about you just..." You sigh out. "Help me out then! Because, why else would you be here right now, right?"

"Put your fingers back in then, I'm unsure why you stopped actually, you liked me watching enough last night."

"No I'm alright. I've gotten enough of my fingers for a lifetime after that."

Levi pulls out the same chair he'd sat on last night, plonking down on it with a loud huff, a smirk quickly following on his lips. And he whistles as he slaps his thighs. "Now fuck...that's surprised me. If I knew you were so desperate for some cock, I'd have put it in you this morning."

You retort within seconds. "If that's even possible. Do you even get hard?" Your mocking expression is daring, solid, before you can't help but crumble into laughter at his distaste.

"Get on your knees and I'll show you. I need to shut that mouth of yours up anyway." As usual he's so matter of fact, those cold grey eyes cutting into you while his words go directly to your throbbing core.

"What, scared now? If you don't want to do it I'll leave, this cock won't suck itself." You bite back a mental moan when he follows with giving his clothed cock a crude squeeze. "It's the least you can do, it is your fault I'm in such a state another night."

You gulp. "No. I'll do it, I want to." You walk towards him, eyes fixed to his hand as he continues to administer lazy strokes to his dick.

He scoffs. "Well crawl then." He orders you to like it should have been obvious, like you must be so stupid to have not already assumed the position already? You hesitate for a moment, freezing where you stand, filled with reluctance, but simultaneously suprised by the throbbing between your legs at such a demeaning gesture.

He huffs. "Go back to where you were." You take five steps back. "Remove your dress." You grab it by the hem, and slowly pull it up of your body, leaving your naked form exposed to him. He mutters a low, 'fuck' to himself and you can't help but flutter from his knee jerk reaction.

"Now, on your knees. Captain's orders." You slowly get into the position, lowering yourself onto the cold stone flooring.

"Yes sir." The draft from the window blows against your cunt, only enhancing the tingling sensations rippling through your nerves. You stare up at him with hungry eyes nonetheless, unfazed and focused.

"Ass up." You arch your back more, jutting your behind up into the air, "Good girl. Now you can crawl to me."

With every step closer, you feel his eyes on you, they're hot and probing, covering his mouth as he speaks lowly to you. "Look at you, what a whore." You scoff but follow his orders regardless, and when after seconds you reach him, staring up at him with expectant eyes, you immediately see that he's restraining himself. Because within a blink he's slipping his belt off, hooking it out of it's last loop and opting to fashion it around your neck instead, sliding the cool leather around the burning skin of your throat and securing it. "Mouth isn't so big now, is it? You needy little tease."

You shake your head meekly, and he shoves his fingers down your throat, "Ah? Can't speak now? Couldn't keep that act up long huh?" You gargle an incoherent affirmative and he yanks you closer forward by the tip of the belt. "That's okay, I'm just glad you're finally taking responsibility for what you've caused, now take it out, slowly."

"Yes Captain." you cough, wiping the saliva from your chin as he removes his fingers.

"You better not disappoint me." he warns, as you shakily unbutton his trousers, though he sighs softly as you do, biting his fist, eyes continuing to hungrily feast upon your body.

As you slowly unveil more and more flashes of taut milky skin, your eyes widen when his cock slips free of his black briefs. It's perfect, just like everything else of his. You're practically drooling, it's extremely thick, long too, cum practically salivating at his tip. Hell, you're questioning how he hides that in his pants everyday.

He smirks. "I think you're drooling."

"Well"—You try to think up a witty remark but instantly give up—"I'm not...embarrassed."

"Well aren't you the pleaser, you can suck it now."

You wrap your hand around his cock and he grunts, before quickly quieting himself. "Use your mouth."

You poke out your tongue and lick at the head, tightening your palm around his shaft and letting his slick spill down your fingers.

You breathe out softly, swirling your tongue against his tip in an attempt to make him thrash and twitch under your ministrations, but he's as stoic as ever. Though you do feel pride when you look up into his eyes and pull back slightly, the thick string of pre cum glossing your tongue making him visibly shudder. "Shit, would you look at that, you like the taste of cock, that it?"

You nod and he grips the belt tighter, drawing his lips between his teeth. "Especially pretty ones."

"Oh shit." he chokes out, before composing himself, still not letting you off so easy. "Batting those pretty little eyes at Erwin this morning, I wonder what he'd think if he knew you were such a fucking whore, on your knees for me like this."

You feel the slick between your legs grow as he speaks, still determined to please him you take him deep into your throat now. You're gagging, eyes burning with tears, but still nothing, so you suck hard on his tip and he finally grips your hair and pulls hard. Suddenly stammering and choking on his own tongue. "Keep that ass up then, let your captain see you!—Show me where I'll be coming later, make sure I won't forget."

"Mm!" You suck even sloppier and he groans like a madman, trying to seal away the sounds with a fist to his lips.

"I-If I hadn't of came over earlier would it be Erwin's cock in this mouth right now?"

You pull away, and glare at him. "Come on, I know that twisted little head of yours is filled with all kinds of fantasies, for your Commander too? Right?"

You smirk. "No, but you don't seem to be enjoying this much, maybe I should stop."

"You know why, because you're not sucking it properly. Cocks go in throats you stupid girl, just like this." He grabs your head and shoves your mouth on his cock, making you audibly choke on him. "Now suck it properly."

You suck his dick with added zeal, and he finally starts to lose himself, the rigid presentation of himself fading and then soon quickly abandoned. You twist your hands as you suck and swallow on his cock, making sure to make an absolute mess of yourself, (and he loves it).

"Oh fuck, that's it you dirty girl, you're gonna make me come!" You take him as far as you can go now, his fist gripping the end of the belt so tightly, that it tells you all you need to know. You'll keep your head pressed down on him, no matter what. "You like getting your throat fucked huh? Sucking my cock like a desperate slut, you like me using this fucking mouth right?" You nod eagerly, tears falling onto your fingers as you wildly jerk him in tandem with your mouth. "You look good like this."

He pulls you back and forth over his cock too, ruthlessly fucking into your throat while the belt cuts into your neck. And he feels electricity every-time your tight throat constricts around him, with every smooth pass of your silken lips as you messily slobber all over his cock.

"Take it all, don't s-swallow yet!" he groans, his thick cum spurts out, the hot liquid running down the back of your throat and coating your tongue. He lets go of the belt, being nice enough to let you take in air, though his impatient strums on his thighs, are anything but. You listen, you don't swallow, instead you pull away and open your mouth, showing him the cum resting on your tongue. "Good girl, I'm impressed. Now tell me what you are." he pants.

You barely slur an answer, cum dripping down onto your breasts instead. "Lebi!"

"What was that? Maybe if your mouth wasn't so full of me I could understand, you can swallow now."

You swallow, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand and coughing, "Come on." He unclasps the belt and pulls you to your feet, before grabbing your waist and throwing you down under him. You grip the sheet under you in anticipation, gazing up at him, unsure of his move, and waiting, until he starts to remove his clothes.

He unbuttons his shirt painstakingly slow, while his eyes do not leave yours. You don't even dare touch him, not without his permission. He watches you tense your legs together as he tugs it off, and his lip curls as he tilts his head curiously. Because you're eating him right up. Eyes flashing with every slither of pale brawny flesh revealed to you, and you feel yourself throbbing even more as he shimmy's his pants down his legs. Every part of the defined and muscly flesh straining with the deft movements.

But you wince watching his cock spring out from his boxers once more, you didn't think it could look any bigger that it had just felt in your mouth, and it's only half hard right now too. "Now..." He strokes his fingers across your arms, pinning them above you. "They stay there, got that." You nod, eyes searching his, searching for an expression, an intention, but as usual all is a mystery.

He ducks his head and starts to kiss a ladder of kisses along the centre of your chest, holding himself still with fingers hooked to your nipples. With every kiss his lips are barely there, already gone, ghosting the next patch of skin. "Please." you plead, already so hazy you don't even know what you're asking for.

"You know [name], this whole body, screams, 'fuck me'. Do you know that?" he whispers, as he gropes your breasts and pushes them together. His lips pressed close against your neck, the hot breath making you dizzy. "I'm going to do whatever the fuck I want with you, okay?" he sultrily whispers.

"You can do anything." you rasp, weakening further from him being so close, and so intoxicating.

"Oh I know [name], you're all spread out for me. Even got on your knees for your captain no questions asked, so you must trust me."

You swallow, licking your lips. "Yeah, I do."

"So, if I wanted to come right here? You'd let me?" he asks, head tilted as he trails his finger along an invisible arrow down your abdomen, scratching enough to mark. You shudder, twitching from the sensation, and then gasping when you feel his tongue swipe across the abused skin.

"Yes." you answer shakily, looking down at him between your legs as he drags his lips across your stomach. "Anything."

He draws his finger higher, adding two more alongside it as he scratches harder on the undersides of your breasts, closing following with a salve of his tongue. "What if I wanted to come all over your breasts? I could do it?"

You're breathless already, suddenly all oxygen depleting.

"Yes." He drags his fingers down harder now, raking lines up and down your skin, adoring the reactions he pulls from you the lighter and harder he alternates his scratches. The marks left behind on your stomach are sore, yet every time his tongue fuses with your skin, painting across the fire within his lewd art, you feel absolutely exhilarated.

His nails reach your hipbones and then your thighs as he spreads them, and you groan as he scratches back and forth, grounded while simultaneously dripping from the stinging sensation. "I could come here too, I could cover you in it." He flattens his palms against your thighs, forcing them down and folding you with calm ease. "I could here? You'd like that, wouldn't you?" He rakes his nails in harder now, and you whine under him, "Right?" he urges, before he starts to kiss deeply at them, sucking at the trails his nails have left so wantonly.

"Yes, anywhere you want." You buck your hips forward, trying to present your pussy to him more, your slick running down to your ass and glossing your thighs in the moonlight. Though he only forces your hips back down, continuing to slowly kiss and rake lines up and down your thighs.

"I think there's one place left that I'm forgetting..." He kisses closer to your inner thighs, eyes glued to your spasming hole. "Maybe it's somewhere wet."

"Please, Levi, don't tease."

"I already came in your mouth, so it's not there." he continues, grinning as he ignores you, your hands still placed obediently either side of your head, you haven't moved them an inch. So he caves, spreading your thighs wide with hungry leering eyes. "Was it your pussy [name]?"

You sigh brokenly, already so desperate, slick bubbling from under your clit and sliding down between your throbbing folds. "Yes, please please, touch."

Levi decides he quite likes hearing you beg. Though you suddenly feel embarrassed when you realise he's lowering his head to taste you. "Captain! No, wait! You don't have to, do...that."

"I'm doing it for me, calm down." He casts his greedy eyes over your cunt, smoothing his palms against your thighs, he exhales, a smile daring to show. "I like it between these slutty thighs of yours anyway, so maybe I'll make this all night."

"Huh-" You gasp when you feel his wet and warm tongue flick a stripe up your pussy, parting your dripping lips with a single swoop.

"Oh fuck." he grunts, immediately carding his tongue back and forth. The sopping wet noises of his muscle swishing up and down are so lewd but they only turn you on even more.

You melt under him, with him, breaking your hand from above you to smooth your hands through his hair, and push him impossibly closer. At first when his hand finds yours, he locks his fingers through it, before he throws it aside.

"So good Captain! So good!" Your legs are thrashing, jaw growing slack as you struggle to take in full breaths. While Levi continues to kitten lick at your clit, in complete focus as he fucks you with his tongue. His rhythm doesn't falter for a moment, his stubbornness a curse, as he stays cozily in his initial position, his consistency bringing you dangerously close.

You start to feel the increasing pressure in your stomach crescendo into hot high waves of pure intensity. Pleasure you've never experienced, all from the simple flicking of his fucking tongue. He pulls your hips down harder, just as you feel your slick run down your pussy, and he sucks on your clit, hammering his tongue across it as his lips suckle on it. You try to push his head away, sobbing out, yet he only continues, even though you're limp and howling. "Please!" He squeezes your hand on his nape and tosses it aside, rolling his face against your cunt now, your clit tribbing against the tip of his nose.

"I want to fucking touch you Levi!" you groan out in frustration.

He pulls away, "I said not to touch, to keep those hands there." he pants. "You can't listen? That it?"

"But why?"

"Because I told you so, can't you follow a single instruction?"

"I followed them well enough when your dick was in my mouth." He pulls back his hand and spanks the underside of your thigh with a blinding force, you even cry out so loud you have to force your hand over your mouth out of fear of grabbing attention.

"I see, you think I'm messing around." He pulls away, grabbing his belt from the floor and forcing you to sit up by a tight grasp on your throat. "Now if you want me to stop what I'm doing, you're gonna need to pick a word."

You watch him wide eyed, as he pushes you down with a simple poke to the centre of your sternum, and then binds your wrists together above your head. Truthfully. Levi likes the feeling of you clutching his hair, and the whimpers that accompany it, but he wants you completely at his mercy, and that desire is stronger.

Once he's done he grips your hair, hovering his lips over your ear. "Don't keep testing my patience, I'm warning you a final time. Any word, fucking pick one."

"Sun!" you blurt, naming the first word that comes to mind.

"Good, remember, even if you say stop, it means nothing. If you really want me to stop, you say that word, got it?"

"Yes Captain."

"Good, now don't interrupt me..." After seeing what it did to you when he continued, his mind is filled with a different kind of torture now. "I even wasn't going to let you come, but because you enjoy it so much, I'm gonna do it till you break."

"Fuck, Levi please, don't, please just fuck me now."

"And you came so easily, aren't you fucking embarrassed? Got so wet and worked up from my cock in your mouth." He slaps your clit, and your moan is so obscene, that you hate how it reveals even more to him, how good it feels, how good it—hurts. You wish you could cover your face, but your hands are tied up, so instead you turn your face away into your shoulder.

"What's the problem?" he asks, grinning as he continues to issue short brisk slaps to your clit.

"Fuck, Captain, stop!" you moan shakily. "Don't there...somewhere else, I'm begging you."

"I'm slapping it to make it not fucking come when it wants to. But of course...you must enjoy this, right? Is that it, you filthy little bitch? You like it when I slap your pussy don't you, what do you like more, the pain or the embarrassment?"

"Captain, please!"

"Go on, tell your captain how much it hurts, so that I can make it all better."

"Both!" you croak, making his spanks come even faster, you can feel how slick his hand is becoming against you as you cover it in your arousal too.

"Oh? But only whores like their pussy slapped, so you must be a whore, right?" You turn away from him as much as you can, and he delights in your humiliation. "Answer the question or I'll stop and you can come alone."

"I am a whore Captain! A stupid whore!"

"Come all over my fingers then, prove it. Impress me, I'll be proud." Your hips stutter as he slaps at your entire cunt now, you try to grind against his palm but he slaps even harder. "Don't cheat."

"Fuck, can I come? I'm close."

"Yes. Give me what I fucking want." he growls into your ear, biting down hard on your shoulder as you come, before slipping his fingers into you and finger fucking you with finesse.

"Oh shit, Levi, I can't, I can't!" Your moans are becoming so high pitched, that your voice is threatening to break.

"You asked for this, say the fucking word or shut up and come again." he commands, but he pulls his fingers out, glaring as he sharply smacks your pussy.

Before he lowers himself back down, grabs your thighs, and dives his face into you, taking a deep breath and then sliding his tongue inside of you.

You shriek as his nose rocks against your clit whilst his tongue pulses and strokes between your walls. The noises and the sight alone, are almost animalistic, the way he keeps your hips locked under his forearms, the way every time your hips lurch up his mouth closely chases them, grunting as his head shakes and bobs as he relishes in every drip of your taste.

"Captain! Fuck me, please just fuck me, this is too much! I can't take it. Already come so much, I'm so weak, this feels too, good, shit, shit."

He only groans louder into your cunt, and you squeal before you start to convulse slightly, tears welling before streaming down your sweat slicked cheeks. "I'm gonna fucking come! Please, Levi!"

Everything slows. Your breath is so ragged, that you can feel your heart thudding in your throat. All you can do is feel, you can feel his feathery hair tickling your abdomen, his rough hands encasing over your hipbones, his nose rubbing against your clit. And then you feel it, a fiery explosion of overwhelming sensation, that's so powerful that it makes him finally stop.

You have to take a minute to regain yourself before you can even focus on Levi's voice. "Hey, I think you just squirted a little, your cums all in my mouth, see." he slurs, grabbing your throat and letting it drip down in strings to your lips. You flatten your tongue out for him and he emits a small noise of approval, though you can see he's already extremely impressed.

"Why don't we enjoy it together." You moan as he follows his lips down with a passionate kiss, fuck. He's ravenous, nibbling on your lips, shoving his fingers into your mouth and groaning, panting, while still pressing kisses to your lip's corners. And you can't even hold him close, his hands are still keeping your wrists in place.

"No, give me a real kiss." You grin against his lips, and he slurps on yours, sloppy yet measured in his taking of them. He wants to tell you how fucking luscious they are, so instead he slows down, sneakily drifting his fingers to your cunt, because he definitely can't help that. "Fuck you're so wet." he groans into your mouth. "Look [name] my fingers are slipping out of you."

"Please no, give me your cock." You rise your hips up, trying to clash yours with his.

"Is that really what you want?"

"Give it to me, please, I can't take any of that anymore, I need you." he chuckles into your neck, as you tighten your thighs around his waist, locking him against you and grinding so sloppily, so desperately.

He clutches your waist, and pulls his hips back. "Tell me like you mean it. Tell me how much you need me to make you feel good." He runs his tongue along the curve of your earlobe. "Because you look pathetic right now, you stupid girl."

"Fuck me, use me, I'll make it worth it, promise Levi, please."

"Those are big words for such a slutty girl so drunk on cock already. Can you even take this?" he scoffs, tapping his tip against your clit.

"I will take it."

He grinds his shaft against your pussy, feeling it throb against the ridged veins running through his thick dick. "Yeah? I think she likes me." he whispers, jerking himself against you. "She's all throbbing and soaked, gushing all over my tongue, and now you want on my cock too?"

You implore him with your eyes. "Captain, please, sir! I need your cum, I need you inside."

He rubs up even faster, the friction sending butterflies to your belly. "Yeah? Keep talking like that, and I'll fuck you dumb...force that pretty cunt of yours right open."

"Yeah? Then fuck it then, like it's all yours."

His cold irises are pooling with lust, and they're burning you right up. "More. I know you can give me more."

"I'm begging you, please Levi, please." Slow tears slip from your glassy eyes. All you want is for him to finally give you what you want.

"You're crying for cock? You really are embarrassing, I'll put it in you now, shut up." he coaxes, following a trail of heated kisses along your neck.

"It aches inside, I need it."

"I know, I'll fill you." You nod numbly and he chuckles, undoing the belt holding your wrists and helping you stretch out your arms. He flicks his eyes over to your freestanding mirror. "Bring that mirror over here then."

You practically squeal, running over to your mirror and lifting it. He leans back, darkened eyes narrowed, enjoying the sight of your shaking thighs, and your messy hair. Cute.

He sighs, getting up and placing you down behind him, cock hardened in a curve as he positions the mirror perfectly over you both and sits back down beside you. "Come here." he speaks lowly, hooking his hands to your waist and manoeuvring you onto his lap. "No, spread them."

"Captain."

He massages your thighs, spreading them apart against him, and you rest your back against his chest, turned away as he forces your thighs open. His chin leant on your shoulder as he watches on in the mirror, and you can feel his cock throbbing against your ass. "Let's watch it split you open."

"Levi!"

"I want to see this sweet little pussy suck me in."

His rough hand bristles against the soft skin of your thigh while his other palm cups your pussy, "I can feel it throbbing on me, you needy needy girl, you can't hide anything from me." he tuts. He lightly scours his fingertips, pressing them onto your clit. "Besides, I've seen everything and well," He splays his fingers in a downward v shape over your pussy, spreading your glistening pussy lips.

"Levi please stop." He laughs, clutching your forearm and pulling it from your face.

"What? Can't I look? Isn't this what you wanted all this time, you perverted little slut."

"Stop! You've already saw." you huff, cheeks burning with embarrassment. "And I'm not a... pervert."

"But you are, you like it when I watch." He toys with the wetness dripping out of you, "What's this then?"

"Levi!"

"Come on, look at this desperate mess, this needy hole needs to be filled. Shall I fill it?" he taunts, rubbing his shaft against your ass, his eyes burning into yours.

"Please, stop teasing."

"What's wrong? Embarrassed of all this cum on your pussy, cos it's all yours, not mine."

"I know." you mumble.

"Look." He lifts the soaked appendages from your pussy to your lips. "Open—ah, there we go." His voice grows even raspier in your ear and your eyelids flutter. "Now suck, just like you did on my cock earlier." You suck on his fingers and he murmurs in approval.

"But see, it's yours, because you know how I taste now, right?" he coos along your neck, following his tongue across it, and relishing in the salty film of your body's reaction to him.

"It's...mine."

"Mm, now lift up your hips." He pushes his shaft through your thighs and rubs it against your pussy, holding it there for you to grind on. "Getting it wet already aren't you? Yeah?"

"Wet for you, so wet." you groan.

"I know it's all over my thighs." he tells you, sucking and kissing at your neck, while his hands grip your breasts, "Focus, be a good girl and slide it inside now. Your captain wants to fuck you so good, got it?"

"Yes sir." You exhale raggedly as you eagerly sink yourself down on his cock, gasping out in relief, but moaning deeply at the stretch.

He squeezes your throat tight, and his nails dig into your waist. "No," He sighs. "Watch your pussy take me in."

He waits until he's sure your gaze is fixed upon where your bodies are merging and he lets you continue. "That's it, there we go. I bet you feel better now there's finally a dick in here."

"Feels good Captain. So good." He's so big you feel like you're seconds away from coming with every slight movement.

He slaps your clit, "Go on then, all I said was that I was putting it inside, I didn't say I was going to fuck you, did I? I just wanted to feel what's mine first."

"Yours?"

"This cunt belongs to me now, now fuck my cock with it, you need it, right?"

"S-so it is yours?" you mewl shakily, head tipping back against his neck. He smirks in the mirror, watching you grip his thighs tight as you attempt to fuck yourself on his cock, it's sweet to him, honestly.

"I'm the only one that can make it come like that, and I can without even touching you. Your captain knows what feels good for you, okay. I know what's best."

"Yes Captain, you do, so I'm gonna ride you so good, gonna make you come so much."

"Ah, I'm not so cruel." he soothes, smoothing his hands upwards to lock tightly against your nape, his arms threaded under yours, he holds you there for only seconds. And you've barely blinked before his hips are pounding ruthlessly up into your pussy. You grip onto his straining forearms, while he groans breathlessly in your ear, before shushing you, bringing you down slower on his cock.

"We don't want, everyone to find us, quiet a little." You nod and he continues, and even with your eyes starting to roll back, you watch the heavenly sight of him fucking you in the mirror.

You throb around him even more watching his eyes fixed to your cunt in the mirror. You've already came slightly from the depth he's reaching alone too, cloudy white rings of arousal settled at the base of his thick cock. "Mine, mine, mine." he chants, pounding even harder, you're barely able to keep your head up as it lolls from side to side against his wrists.

"All yours!"

"You're mine now slut, got that, I'll fuck you whenever I want."

"Take me, whenever Captain." You're shocked, part of you is waiting for him to finish and call it a night, but he just keeps going, his endurance is astounding. He doesn't let up for a fucking second, continually pounding up, his grip on your body rough yet so comforting. Ever so often he has to slow down, the noises of your skin slapping together too sharp and loud.

"Yeah, that feel good?"

"The best!"

He brushes his thumb across your clit, before rubbing it erratically as his shattering thrusts match it to make your spine arch before him even more. "You fucking like that you sweet little slut?"

"Oh fuck, Captain you're driving me, crazy!"

"Yeah? How about I do this?" He goes even faster, his body a blur beneath yours as he fucks you deeper into a cock filled haze.

"Close, close!" you stammer.

"Then come on this cock, you wanted it so bad so take it you fucking whore." he pants through every word, slowing when you grip him tight and almost milk him for all he's got. When he feels your walls gush with more of your slick, it makes him chuckle breathlessly against your nape.

"Good girl, coming on command for your captain. That's precious."

"For you, I'd come all night." You're near light-headedness, eyes closing as he pulls you up of his cock and onto the bed, laying you down on your back.

He leans down and kisses your forehead. "You basically have, I'm proud of you, but...what did I tell you? Every time you come I'm going to carry on, since you like coming so much. Did you forget this was punishment, because I hadn't forgotten you were such a cock hungry whore."

He threads both of his hands through yours, locking them above you, and driving his cock back into you, using his hips solely to guide himself. "Oh fuck, that's it." he groans, eyes rolling back to the feeling of sinking into your warmth once more.

You gasp loudly, immediately babbling upon his filling entry. "You're deep! Deep, oh shit I can't, can't Levi, please."

"Remember the word." he warns. "If you need to stop."

"Don't need it."

Your eyes close, and you feel your drool dripping down your chin, but then you also feel Levi slapping the side of your face gently. And when you open your eyes, he looks so beautiful above you that you curse. "[Name]?"

"I'm good, I like it." you pant, eyes clouded with lust. "You're so deep in me Captain." Every thrust causes your walls to flutter, as he hits that gummy spot so far inside you. "Can feel you in my belly."

He smirks down at you. "Yeah? You can? Wait." He smoothes his hand down to your abdomen, "Oh shit I am, I am right in your belly aren't I? How's that feel?" he strains, looking down at the sight now, eyes quickly widening, "Oh shit, oh shit, damn it [name]."

"Please, show me." He grabs your hand and places it to your stomach, grinning at your reaction as he ruts into you even harder, swirling his hips right up.

"Feel me? I'm hitting right here."

"Oh my...Fucking amazing." you giggle.

He laughs too, tucking his fingers further into the yours. "Yeah?"

"Fuck me all you want, stuff me with your cock. Captains got such a big cock."

His eyes widen before he chuckles. "I think I've broken you."

"That's not bad, I feel happy...and this feels too, fucking, good."

He grins. "Oh yeah? You do?" he encourages, fucking you a little slower, yet just as hard.

"Yeah, love this."

"It is, but...you sure you're okay brat?"

You regain more control over yourself as his slowed pace starts to allow you to brighten up more, so you start to roll your hips into his, "Mm, I'm fucking you too now, see."

"Oh? You are?" he hums, voice laced with air, shaking his head to futilely move the sweat from his forehead with a contented smile.

"Faster, please, and please, let me...can I touch you?" You open your eyes wider to see him smiling at you, it's almost tender, and sweet. He nuzzles his face into your chest, stopping his thrusts for a moment and dancing his fingers along your abdomen.

His tone is whimsical, coaxed rather than condescending, maybe even like he's a little flattered. "You want to touch me?"

"Please."

"Fine." He kisses your jaw and releases your hands from his grip. "Where are you putting those then? As long as you ask, I'll consider it."

"In your hair." you stammer.

He's a little taken aback. "Oh?...Go on then, touch it."

You hesitantly reach your hands up and stroke your hands through it, as you do he starts to move again, pushing himself in slowly. "If you pull it I'll only go harder. Remember I warned you."

"Yes sir."

He smirks at you, satisfied with your response and elevating his pace once more, so you cannot help but pull on the black silky strands. "[Name] you're pulling it." he hisses, ramming his hips in even harder.

"Oh Captain!"

You arms drop to your sides, letting him take control. "How does this feel then? You wanted me in here so bad."

He grabs your leg, kissing your ankle before he holds it close to his chest and rams in, you're spluttering now, gasping for breath and he's undoubtedly smug. "Feels so good Captain, wanna come for you."

"So eager to fucking please me aren't you." he groans, pushing his palms down on the backs of your thighs, and pushing them up on your chest. "Aren't you?" He repeats, slamming in even harder "You deaf?"

"I-I do want to please you! So bad!"

"And?"

"Only you, ever!"

"My girl then? You your captain's girl?"

"Yes, C-captain! Captain Levi's slut too." you splutter, throbbing around him uncontrollably from his praise.

"Oh fuck, not trying to make me cum already are you? Thinking that we'll be finished [name], because I know this pussy can take more, I've seen it." he splutters, sucking into your neck to hide his whines. "Remember."

You seize up, eyes rolling back with your head thrown back against the pillow as you feel your pleasure liquefying. "Fuck, Captain I love..."

"You just come?"

"Sorry!" you groan out shakily.

"Damn, well then I hope your ready to come again-Don't think I've waited all day to fuck you for you to come so quickly and think we're finished."

"Levi, please...just! One, please! Give me one—a moment, I just-came!"

"Too bad, because if I just-" He suddenly starts to slam into you at such a force, your vision fades, and your hearing ceases, especially as he expertly thumbs your clit, making you come almost instantly again, coating his shaft in more of your cum and cries.

"See that's it, another, wasn't so hard was it? Maybe you shouldn't have given me demands." he chuckles. "I can make this all night."

"How haven't you came yet?" you groan in shock, sweat dripping of his body.

"Because I'm not a desperate little slut like you, I have self control, don't think you have that." he groans, lifting your other leg up and throwing it over his shoulder. "Pathetic, if I had your stamina you'd be tucked up in this bed asleep already, but what fun would that be?"

"No fun!"

"And I came to play with you again, didn't I? So consider yourself lucky you desperate little bitch."

"Yes." you moan, and he lands a resounding smack to your clit, forcing your eyes wide to look up at him.

"Look at me, this is what you wanted isn't it [name]? All those nights fucking yourself in here to get my attention. I couldn't even believe it."

You shake your head fervently and he grows even rougher, (and you love it). "No Captain, never."

"No? Every night I thought, dirty girl she's waiting for me to go in there and fuck her isn't she? Making all that noise."

"No!"

He snakes a hand down to your breast and squeezes, rolling your nipple between his fingers. "Don't lie! We're past that, because I caught you, fingers knuckle deep in this pussy last night, was this dirty hand, wasn't it?-Your right?" he strains, pulling your hand up to his lips and biting down on the digits, making you groan from the sting of his teeth on your fingers.

"It was." He sucks on your fingers as he slams into your body, and it shocks you how he manages to turn such a submissive gesture into such a powerful one, gargling on them as he fucks you.

"Don't you see what I'm doing here [name]? I'm teaching this cunt of yours a lesson, for all that fucking teasing you did with it." he grunts, spitting down onto your clit and rubbing it in. "So you're gonna keep coming until I'm satisfied. Look at you, you're a mess, your pussys a mess too, coming all over me."

"Please, I can't come again!" You steady him at this abdomen and he stops a moment, massaging your stomach with his palms, and admiring the smooth planes of flesh connected with his.

He smirks, shushing you and rubbing on your clit, while simultaneously coiling his hand through yours. You hiccup and he chuckles, "I know I know. But I know you can take it. We'll make this the last come on, and don't worry I'll come on these."

"Yeah? You will?"

"I bet you can hardly take me anymore. Shall I give you a minute?"

You nod weakly, and he rests against you, kissing along your collarbones and still keeping himself sheathed inside of you. "So, how many is it now?"

"I don't know, maybe s-six."

He repeats the number back to you, stretching his large hand across your throat, and stroking aimlessly. "Let's make it seven."

He rolls his hips into yours with care now, his thrusts are fast, enough to enhance your blinding sensitivity yet they're not so hard. He spreads his hand against your cunt, a thumb to your clit as he angles his hips to hit your g-spot. "Levi? No mans ever done this to me." you rasp out, pulling him in by his hips, tears falling freely as Levi fucks you into this overload.

"Useless pieces of shit then, you're suppose to come like this." he groans, kissing your cheek as he goes even harder, a possessiveness overtaking over him.

"I wanna see you come now!"

"I'm gonna come all over this cunt now." He starts to slap on your clit again, this time landing with a swirling rub, making you feel that familiar heat stoking inside your walls again. You twitch all over as the heat spreads and explodes, cum soon seeping out from your hole. "Let's come together."

You watch in awe, straining to keep your eyes open, as he pulls out and his cum starts to spill out of his cock. Your moans synchronise as he finishes, and he fights to hide how mind-blowing this is for him, and after edging himself after all of that time, there's so much cum it drips down your pussy in pools. "Oh fuck, Captain."

"Wait, there's more." he grunts, aiming his cock at your breasts, and clutching the base of his shaft hard for a moment, face reddening, "Your tits?"

"Mm, please!" you moan, riding out your high with messy circles to your clit, his hot cum enhancing the slickness.

"Damn right, fucking slut, keep your hands on yourself too!" he babbles. "While you take all my cum, it's all for you, you do this to me." He shoots more ropes of his thick and creamy slick all over your breasts, massaging it in with his palms.

"You're filthy." you giggle, as he pauses mid knead of your chest, his hands covered in his cum.

He swallows, pulling away and wiping his hands on your sheet. "I know." He slaps his cock against your thigh a few more times, and even more cum squirts out, this time you even prop yourself up on your elbows in surprise.

Now he's finally finished you both laugh together, any past tensions long gone. "That was...a lot."

"Mm, sorry." he chuckles, scratching the back of his head. "Now." He falls down beside you, tapping his chest expectantly.

Your mouth drops open. "More?"

"No, lie here before I clean you up."

You smile giddily to yourself, getting on top of him and wrapping your arms around his neck, he massages your back and thighs, delighting in the deep breaths that heat his neck as he does. "How was that for you? I pushed you hard, are you okay?"

"Mm, I'm okay, I've never had anything like that before, it was very exciting, you, are you okay?"

"Yes." He buries his nose into your hair. "I hope you know the things I said, were just sex things."

You giggle softly, pulling some blanket over to cover you both. "I know."

"I don't think demeaning things like that about women by the way, it's an in the moment thing."

"Don't worry Captain, I enjoy being your cadet, and your little slut." you tease.

He sighs. "Fucking hell, filthy girl."

After a few minutes he gets up, and starts to get changed, you gaze at him as he does, chin leant on your palm in awe. "Are you leaving?" you gulp.

"Wait there." He slips out of your room and returns five minutes later with a large cup of a water, and a bucket of warm soapy water. He wipes you down gently, letting you gulp down the water before he continues. "This part is just as important." he tells you, wiping between the creases of your thighs and kissing all of the marks left behind.

You recline back, eyes closed. "I've never had it before."

"Up for me now." He opens your wardrobe, grabs fresh sheets and helps you to your feet. "Eat this." He produces a large hunk of bread, from a tied up tea towel on your drawers. "I don't want my soldiers malnourished."

"Thanks." He changes your bed as you chomp down on the bread, stuffing the sticky sheets into your washing basket, once he's done tucking in every fresh corner he turns to you and opens your duvet for you, arm outstretched to your mattress.

"Consider that all of your working out time for the week, I'll personally excuse you."

"Yes!"

"That is not a privilege I'm giving you, you're still any other cadet."

"Yeah, yeah."

He sits on the edge of your bed, stroking his hands through your hair. "Now go to sleep for me, please."

"Okay, but...can you stay with me?" you whisper softly, reaching for his cheek in the dark.

"Maybe next time." he whispers back, leaning down to kiss your cheek. "But you pleased me well. Good night."

You weakly lean up and grab his cheeks, planting two back, and you're even sure that through your heavily lidded eyes you see him smile again. "Thanks, you too."

Next time, I'll stay.

⋘ 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 ⋙

MrsAckermanX 2021 ©

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If you don't mind, could you tell us about Isaac and his husband and daughter? They're soooooooooooo cute

I CAN ACTUALLY LMAO my scrimbly bimblos.....

isaac (my old man of a ripe 52) is a disgraced wizard scholar who practices magic without a license undercover (read: with fake documents) after he accidentally blew up a wing of his old university practicing some weird unstable evocation magic like 5 years ago. he then ran away with his family from the wizard police and has been on the run with them since. he also runs off now and then from their now established home for stretches of time, to make money doing weird adventurer bullshit to provide for his hubby and daughter.

speaking of, his hubby is named nir (short for voginir) and is a demon king he married 20 years ago, who is now a stay at home househusband (his true form is alot taller huge and intimidating than his dilf one) he’s a perfectionist who takes pride in his domestic chores and spends time splitting firewood with his claw hand and knitting. his few remaining demonic subordinates often comment fatherhood very much suits him, especially considering his lifelong soft spot for children. able to change his disguised form at will, he actively ages his more human looking one alongside isaac as he ages so they can ‘grow old together’ in a sense (getting nauseous as i type this out)

their daughter’s named aranea (isaac calls her arty) shes 8, upbeat, giggly, curious and loves attention. she often gets nir and isaac to cave to her demands by making big 🥺 faces at them. with a demon lord and a wizard felon for parents it makes sense where the confidence behind many of her outlandish actions comes from.

as to how nir and isaac met, during his university scholar days, isaac stumbled upon nir’s evil lair (cool evil mansion with some dungeons) on a lone man investigation of a nearby island (floating island, everythings on floating islands in this universe lmao) in his thirties and ended up getting kidnapped and thrown into his dungeon.

nir at this point is a headstrong brute (still is tbh) though he wasn't without his own personal code of honour, hating liars and cheats and ambushes more than anything else. he had broke away from his previous warmongering demon group due to how often he’d butt heads with superiors and has been striking it out alone making a name for himself as an ominous threat on some mostly uninhabited island in the sky. he loves himself a bloodthirsty quest for conquest though and has been capturing randoms, fighting to the death, torturing maiming killing and just having a great time (as a self described demon lord is want to do)

he planned to just that with newly captured isaac but isaac seemed to be immediately intrigued by the situation and his new surroundings as opposed to terrified or unnerved, throwing a spanner in the works of nir’s usual routine. isaac would talk nonstop, asking questions about anything within his view to better understand their function (as well as about nir’s heritage and wow your claws are incredible, and what a handsome demon skull you have, were your parents also this large-)

nir for some reason found this endearing (why...? who knows) and decided against killing him, he released him, no longer desiring to do the whole song and dance as usual simply deflating and going, well okay little man on your way now. isaac however stuck around (like a freak) eager to learn everything about the place as well as the man who supposedly conquered it.

this led to that and after suddenly receiving this weird new roomate and causing a bunch of romcom hijinks, nir thought to himself "i want to have this guy's kids i think" (this is how all relationships normally progress right). they soon become a lovey dovey couple as isaac was basically smitten at first sight. isaac then remembers however that he actually has a life and a job and whatnot and is like he should probably get back to that.

nir however now (strangely) attached to isaac, decides to simply go along with him back to where he lived, finding being near him much more interesting than the murder and maiming he’s doing for a couple hundred years straight now. to not unnerve people they decided to have nir change into a sort of Regular Guy Form 95% of the time now that looked more human, the typical cover for his looks is he’s simply got a bit of dragon blood in him.

when they returned they were soon wed after, isaac excitedly inviting all his colleagues who were all still reeling from his sudden long disappearance to the function (they all reasoned after with one another that it was all probably just some romantic rendezvous…)

[synchronmurmurs]

Hey Sync! I got a question for ya: how do you keep Vergil so in-character in all of your writing? It’s like seeing the Vergil straight from the games, even in the n/sfw parts 👁 your writing is out of this world and unique & thank you for blessing us all with it. Have a great day 🕺🏼

hhhghhh nonnie I’m sorry this took ages to get to, I just sorta fell asleep last night, and my work break’s never long enough to get to more than one detailed ask. 😔 30 minutes for 8 hours mang, me thumbs only move so fast, and the faster they go, the more likely I am to typo, so... gotta take it easy LOL.

Anyway! I’m always so honoured whenever I get comments like this, because I admit I do spend a little extra time in making sure his dialogue and whatnot feels “““right””” to me, so thank you for letting me know my efforts aren’t in vain. 😭 The way I write him though, is a really.. weird sort of mix of eloquence and dry wit. I don’t think he’s particularly bitchy, or moody, just very lowkey with a much quieter sense of humour than Dante. I think that’s super important to note? Vergil isn’t boring (obliging Dante’s Jackpot moment in DMC3, and to a lesser extent, DMC5 too). He isn’t unfunny (”it’s time for the clown to bow out, Arkham”, “I was so eager to see you, I couldn’t concentrate on preparations for the bash.”). And as much as I joke about it and say otherwise, he really isn’t stupid either. He just needs someone more outgoing, but not overbearing, to draw him out. He definitely has his own unique sense of humour, and I think it falls more into the category of being the straight man in any given situation, but a very softspoken one. I feel like he’s the kind of guy who’ll let you realise the punchline of a joke on your own rather than tell you, if that makes any sense at all? I’m awful at explaining things, which is why I can’t describe a setting to save my life, BUT HEY AT LEAST I CAN WRITE VERGIL OKAY?!?! I’ll take that as a win.

Thank you again nonnie, I’m really happy you like my take on Vergil’s personality. 🥺 My heart is so full right now lkjasdfh

[jonnnysuh]

Hii, I hope you are having a wonderful day. I've been a silent reader (and I love your works🥺💖, I honestly don't think I've read all your works but for those that I have, I enjoyed reading them and I love itttt ) and if it isn't obvious with how awkward I am this is my first ever ask in this app. I don't know if you still need this but these are some the things I love about wonwoo, dino, and joshua.

For wonwoo, I love that he is a giant but acts so tiny and cute. When he does aegyo tooo like AaaAaAAa hewwo babyyy (deep voice no more🤣). Tbh his duality is *ear tuck*🙈💘.

For dino, I love that he always reminds his older brothers to be careful especially when they are playing. Also dino's laugh is so contagious, just hearing it would make me smile😩💘

For joshua, he's very affectionate with the members, he pets their head with that beautiful smile of his🥺💖. He is also savage, he roasted doni and coni while looking into their eyes with a small smile on his face🤭(https://youtu.be/0BaN_KJ06X0)

I love all of their voices so much, I don't think I'll ever tire of listening to them. All of them are funny and they are so chaotic, there will be no boring days with them. Also Seventeen in general treats each other like family, they know each other well and they take care of each other. I love that they have that strong bond and I hope the best for them🥺💞

Hi there!! I'm sorry its taken a couple of days to get back to you, but thank you for reading my stuff 💖💖💖 I appreciate it so much. You messaging is not awkward at all and I'm honoured to be your first ask on tumblr!

Wonwoo's sweater paws live in my head rent free LMAO, it makes me laugh that he's a pretty big guy and he can still manage to make sweaters look even bigger on him, so I agree it is cute when he seems tiny. Dino's laugh is my favourite ahhhh,, I noticed he always turns his head when he laughs and he always sounds so genuinely joyful it's so cute. I loved how blunt Joshua was there,, mans really did not care to sugarcoat it especially with how mean Doni and Coni can be. The way svt treats each other it probably the number one reason why I got into them. I could sense them chemistry even when I was just an outsider looking in and I'm glad I've stayed with them this long. I love how their treatment of each other resonates with you as well.

Thank you for sending me your favourite things about the members!! I'll note them down for the requests :-) I hope you have a great day as well <333