#love Storm’s pink crop top

[hamletthedane]

Average group of people seen in a gay bar on a Tuesday night

[salaciousdoll]

꒷︶ ̇ ̟ ෆ ‿︵‿ The Salacious Exploits ‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ︶꒷

•┈୨Chapter III୧┈•

•┈୨please be advised to the warning before continuing୧┈•: smut, angst, fluff, ditzy/Bimbo reader, Hyperfemine reader, Jean being a tease plus he’s a soft lover boy, Eren is a lover boy here, oc is just like you in a way, DARK CONTENT!, TABOO! Student x teacher, Power imbalances, Age gap, reader is in her early 20s and they are in their 30s and 40s, could be considered a foursome(?), oral receiving( m and f), reader hates school, perv Erwin( for just a bit), ooc for everyone( maybe), lazy day for reader, Hange goes by they/their/she/her pronouns here, sloppy top( snot, tears, spit bubbles), fingering and pussy eating, daddy kink because it’s used two times, I headcannon that Levi is a messy pussy eater, pet names( sweetheart, ditzy brat, pretty girl, etc.), Choso appears at the end, do note that this is not gonna be a story with smut and smut only, it has angst, plot, and fluff as well( minor for the fluff ngl), please tell me if I’m missing something…

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ﾟ•┈୨ Song for this Chapter୧┈•ﾟ｡: Love Language by Sza

ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ┈•ﾟNote from salaciousdoll: Hi Hi babiesss, I loved and hated writing this chapter( there’s no in between) but I hope you all enjoy reading this. Note to not solve your daddy issues like this in real life because it is not healthy and appropriate for you. I do not condone this in real life. Keep that in mind as you read this story, love y’all🎀

Characters in this chapter: Erwin s., Levi A., Miche Z., Hange Z., Choso K., and intro to my oc

Minors do not interact, 18+

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Previously on Salacious Exploits…

Erwin's eyes widened and he was about to speak but you pulled off already leaving him distraught. You are a student and he didn’t even know that. Hell how could he when you two don’t know each other. He just hoped that you weren’t his student or a student in high school. He didn’t want a repeat or case.

Meanwhile, Eren, Armin, and Reiner were looking for you, hell even Mikasa and the other girls were wondering where you went and hoped you didn’t get snatched or something. Jean was the only one who knew where you were at but he just didn’t know your name. He’ll find out soon.

Oh there was a horny and crazy storm coming your way as you made your way to your house with a small smile on your face. The drinks that the girls brought were still on the table as they called you. Guess you were lying about wanting to drink.

Waking up with half of your silk bonnet/scarf off was not the mood, that’s how you knew today wasn’t gonna be a great day. It was now time for school and you spent the last two days girl-blogging, taking care of yourself, eating, and sleeping. You didn’t want to go to any more parties your past friends invited you to since you were now back to square one, feeling bad for yourself and thinking about your actions.

You were hesitant to get up for classes today, so you clicked snoozed on your phone to get more rest. When the blaring sound of your favorite song blasted again 8 minutes later, you wanted to scream into your pillow. You stretched and yawned prior to placing your sleep eye-mask on your dresser by your desk with your jewelry, sunglasses, and makeup products were at. You made your way over to your closet to pick out your outfit for the day.

You decided to choose something for your mood for today but still kept it cute enough to get stares. You chose a pink crop top that showed a little of your belly and a few of your rolls as well— it had white letters on it spelling out, “ A Ditzy Princess”. With that top, you pulled out your dark blue jeans and pink leg warmers to top it off. Your white Air Force ones with pink custom mid soles and outer soles were perfect to go with your outfit. And now you just added your white jacket you got from a tracksuit on top and voila, your lazy outfit for today.

Or you could do any outfit you like, just make it pink and you got a deal, pink is your signature color as of now, so with every outfit you pick, you always add some pink in it. That’s why, today is a lazy day for you. You dressed lazy but in the end you still put that pink on. In your mind, you kept saying “lazy but make it pretty”.

You felt like today was going to be a lazy day, so you decided to dress the least effort you would ever dress, just for today. After setting your clothes out, you freshen yourself up for school, not knowing that you’re running a little behind already.

Transitioning to school was surpingly calm for you or at least your music made you calm. Once you put on the necklace and your little white purse with a little mocha from sanrio accessory hanging off it and pink ribbons you tied at the end of the handles, you were set.

Now you were trying to find a park, which wasn’t too nerve wrecking this time. Before you got out your car, you grabbed your perfume to spray yourself with it, your perfume were always expensive with a little mix of cheap( bath and body works, etc.) and you didn’t even use all of them, especially the ones stacked in your perfume stands on the other desk beside your bed.

You got out and grabbed your little purse with your pink tote bag from “my mum made it” brand. The pink, pillow tote was filled with everything you needed for classes. Your laptop, pencils, pens, highlighters, books. And in your small white purse was the necessities you needed, your makeup, lipgloss, wallet, and a small hello kitty bow mirror. You then grabbed your pink Stanley Tumbler and grabbed your printed out schedule— the only productive thing you did over the weekend.

Your eyes widened once you realize the time of the clock compared to when your first class started. You stomped your feet, “ Shit, well fuck it. I’m already here anyways.”

You really hope the professor wasn’t the man you had sex with since his name is similar to his and on top of it, you hope this professor wasn’t worst than Levi and Nanami out together— specifically when it comes to tardiness for his class.

You walked to the class and stopped at the door, preparing yourself for eyes all over you. It wasn’t like you weren’t used to it, it’s just today is not your day! Or so you think….

You placed your hand on the door but before you could even twist it, your phone ring loud and clear. You wanted to slap yourself for not turning your ringer off when you got up this morning. You only rode silent mode off when you sleep, sadly you forgot to turn it back on. Immediately fetching it from your purse, you shut it off with a low whisper, “ Fuck.”

You sincerely wanted to curse out whoever decided to call you, right now of all times too. You knew he heard it because you heard movement stop in the class automatically. You were about to turn around, but you bumped right into someone else’s body. You looked at the person and saw the bartender from the bar smirking at you while Eren was beside him giving you a replica of his smirk. Only then, you saw eren with a phone up to his ear. He called you and you were about to tell him off, but of course, the door open.

“ Are you three coming in to my class or gonna stand out here, if you are— I suggest you exit the building since you’re planning to ditch this class. I don’t have time for such behavior interrupting my class.”, You heard his deep voice and automatically felt every bone in your body freeze.

You stayed staring at Jean who held a deep eye contact contest with you, almost like he knew what happened with you two and you hope he didn’t, until he spoke, “ I apologize, Professor Smith. We just arrived right now and she was just standing here. I think she was confused, so we asked for her schedule just to find out this was the right class for her.”

You mentally thanked him, still not turning around. You feared seeing his face and you never feared something like this so why now? It was confusing you.

Eren walked past you, stopping to stand behind you almost blocking Erwin from your view as he stared at the bright eyed man who had his arms crossed and one eyebrow raised, “ Sorry, sir, it won’t happen again.”

Jean grabbed your tote bag from your left hand and held the hand he grabbed it from. You turned around and followed him into the class, your mind still wrapped up that your first teacher you fucked was just standing in front of you, well behind you since you didn’t turn around until Jean grabbed your hand to walk past Mr.Smith and into the classroom.

Eren didn’t like that Jean was holding your hand and reached to grab your right hand as your white purse sat on that shoulder. Everyone eyed the three of you with curiosity and wonder. You knew rumors were about to spread just because of this and somehow that didn’t bother you in the slightest, in fact you craved the attention because you were what your father’s other wife called you in front of him once, “ a attention Whore”

You could take a guess and say these two are pretty popular especially with the way people were staring at you as you sat between them in class or was it because of your outfit or hair, Yeah! That’s it. That’s the reason, at least that’s what your mind think.

You took out a notebook and pencil before turning your full attention on the man that kept eye contact with you as you slipped the condom on his big dick with your mouth. You smiled at the memory prior to keeping focus on what he was saying or trying to.

“ Before that interruption happened, did anyone have any questions—if not now, then you can email questions to me. Now let’s get started in the bc era.”, Mr.smith says while writing down 1000 bc on the board. You wanted to cry because History was so damn boring and as soon as he started talking even more, you started dozing off.

“ What do you all know about the era before 500 BCE, give me facts of what you do know about that time or what you’ve learned about that time? Hmm, shout them out if you want, only just this once I’ll allow you all to shout out answers.”, Mr.Smith declares sternly. Gosh, the way nobody even bothered to whisper or talk during his statements before shows you that he’s strict, strict. Sucks for you.

“ I know it’s the classical era in world history.”, A boy shouted from the back of the classroom. Mr.smith smiled a bit, “ Correct, give me more!”

One girl with orange hair shouted from the second to last row, “ the era with the Roman Empire, Ming dynasty, and more. That’s unfortunately all I remember.”

Professor Smith still gave Petra some words that brightened up her expression for not remembering much about the era before 500 BCE. He didn’t expect anyone to remember much because too much information could make you forget a lot of things so he understood.

Erwin wanted you to shout out an answer so bad just so he could stare at you without getting caught openly staring at you. He still had you in the back of his mind and needed to have you again but now he can’t. He turned to the next person and heard them shout out an answer. Your class knew more than he expected.

By the time, everyone was done shouting, you were done for, luckily you snuck your sunglasses on while they were shouting out answers and whilst he was jotting down everyone’s answer. You had your hand on your face and your head leaned on your hand as you napped with your sunglasses on. Eren kept nudging you with a very low whisper of “ Pay attention”, “stay up”, or “ get up sleepyhead ”. Jean kept poking you and you still dozed off right after fighting them off.

Suddenly, you snapped yourself out of sleep, when you were leaning your head on Eren’s shoulder, due to the sound of Professor Smith’s voice. You all had to turn to the people around you to discuss a passage you had no idea y’all were reading.

Eren playfully nudged you with his shoulder, “ Seee, you should’ve stayed up like we said otherwise you wouldn’t be looking like a loss puppy right now.”

“A cute one too.”, Jean says underneath his breathe thinking you didn’t hear it and you didn’t, well some of it. The only word you heard him loud and clear on was cute as he reached to hand you a sticky note with everything you talked about on it. You smiled at him as you took the sticky note, noting the way he looked away once you made eye contact with him. God, the blush was sweet and comical on his face. You wanted to stare more but right now you had to write down what’s on the sticky note. Awww, the fact that he was taking notes for you too is just too sweet. Yeah, you’re gonna be great friends with him.

You smiled at him and then at Eren prior to Erwin calling the class focus back to him because of his baritone voice bouncing off the walls.

“ You all have a minute until this class ends, but I want you to carry your thoughts to the next class we have because you’re gonna need it.”, Erwin says and as he says it, it’s like he makes eye contact with you and you didn’t like what he was implying. Erwin dismissed the class and everyone started to get up, you were the first one to pack up.

“ { reader’s last name}, can you stay behind a bit? I would like to speak with you.”, Erwin asks as he uncuffed his links to his light blue button up shirt. You wanted the earth to open up a black hole to suck you into.

Jean snickered and patted your low back before leaning to whisper in your ear, “ Good Luck, marshmallow. Try not to slip and fall, okay?” You looked at him with confusion and he only laughed before walking out with Eren who put both of his thumbs up in action of encouragement for you.

Jean chuckled at his teasing joke he made as he walked out meanwhile you were slowly trudging your way down the stairs to Erwin desk. There was one last person walking down the stairs and out the door. Erwin waited until that person cleared out afore looking up at you from where he was sitting and cleared his throat, “ first you come to my class late and now you slept through my entire lesson. We’re gonna talk about the elephant in the room this moment because you lied to me. So you've disappointed me three times today, { reader’s last name }. Hope the next class has improvement from you, wouldn’t want to exile you from this class…You may leave now.”

He fucking frustrated you to no ends and you were ready to leave, yet you needed to say your piece first. You were only frustrated because he said he was disappointed in you, “ That’s not what you said when I was taking your dick, in fact, you said I was proud of you, what changed Mr.Smith.” You had no idea where this surge of confidence came from since you didn’t even want to face the man when he caught you in the hallway earlier. Fucking mind. Always speaking. Never stop talking.

Erwin’s jaw slacked a bit before he clenched it, “ Let this be the last time you mention that { reader’s last name}, it was a mistake on my part. If I had known that you were my stud-”

You walked closer and around the desk to him, only standing a few inches from him as he still faced the chairs in the classroom, “ You would’ve what? Hmm. Not tell me how much of a good girl I was, not tell me how I’m doing so well taking your dick... no, no, that’s not it. You would have told me not to squeeze my pu-”

Erwin grabbed your wrist and yanked you to him in between his thick thighs, “ Don’t. Don’t be unprofessional right now. You’re being really unprofessional and I would only stoop to your level if I engage even more into this conversation we’re having.”

Your feelings was hurt a little because why he acting like your being unprofessional right now as if he wasn’t balls deep in you. I guess the difference is off or on the clock right? Whatever.

You snatched your wrist from him and rolled your eyes, “ You have the nerve.” You grabbed your stuff before pausing, “ One last time.” Your smile on your face was devious and you had a plan in the back of those pretty eyes of yours, he was interested to find out what.

Erwin stared at you with his head tilted a bit in confusion, “ One last time for what?”

You turned to him and dropped your purse back on the desk, “ One last wave of pleasure from me and then we’ll never speak of this again, hell I won’t even acknowledge you as a one night stand, better yet, I’ll only be professional with you, professional only.”

Erwin clenched his hands together and leaned back on the chair with his blonde hair coming out of place because of this stressful decision, a foolish decision he was about to make. He thought about the consequence before anything. What would happen if your parents find out? What would they sa— Zip. That was the sound of a zipper being pulled down and he snapped his head up to see your sweater being zipped down showing your belly top like you had when you arrived in his classroom. He noticed you zipped it up when you were about to take a nap, why he noticed? It’s because he noticed everything you did. He felt himself intrigued by you even when he’s not supposed to be.

“ Let me thank you for giving me the best sex I’ve had since freshman year of college.”, You say as you dropped to your knees on the cold tile floor. Looking up at him through your lashes was everything he needed to let you unzip his pants all on your own. He knew he shouldn’t have folded that easily, but he was just reminded of the time your warm lips slide the condom on his cock.

Your plushy lips were glossy and your hands were making its way into his gray slacks. You then stopped and dragged his chair with your body as you slid under his desk. You were surprised your entire body fit under his desk. Afterwards, you licked your lips and took his dick out his slacks, smirking at how red the tip was. His pre cum oozed down his cock meaning he was hard for a long time. His cock felt so heavy on your hands, you straightened his dick up and held it with two hands staring at him with humor in your eyes, so fucking huge and I took all of this. Hmmph. Your dick is wide too, almost as wide as my wrist.” He pulsed in your hand when you started to whisper against his cock all while beginning to stroke him, “ This will be our last time, professor smith. Don’t cum too fast or I’m gonna milk you dry. I don’t have until 11:45 for my next class and it’s now..” you checked your phone, “ it’s now 9:50, got tons of minutes with you.”

There was a sudden knock on your door and you squeezed his dick inside of your hands, not too roughly though, “ Act like I’m not even here, m’kay?”

Erwin cursed under his breath, “ alright.” He then tapped his fingers on the desk and yelled, “ Come in.”

Hange opened the door with a big slam following, due to the door hitting the wall, “ Helloooooooo, Erwinnn.” You froze before blowing on his tip causing him to scoot closer to the desk. Once he did you spit on his dick and at the same time he coughed into his hand to hide the noise you made.

You wanted to laugh at him shaking his leg with anticipation dancing around him. You wrapped your lips around him when you heard Mr.Ackerman voice next and then another voice you hadn’t heard at all. A voice so deep that it went straight to your pussy. Your pussy was so wet and it was starting to hurt a little.

“ Erwin, long time no see. How’s luck on finding out who the woman is?”, Miche asks in curiosity as he sat in the chair in front of Erwin.

Levi could see that Erwin looked constipated, his expression giving it away. You, on the other hand, was now sucking on the tip of his dick. Your glossy lips wrapped around the tip of his cock was everything he wanted to see, but he couldn’t right now since his focus was on Hange and Miche blabbering off, more like they are blabbering to Miche about the girl he mentioned to them. If only they knew the girl they were referring to was underneath his desk sucking him off.

Levi squinted his eyes, “ Yeah, where is she?”

Erwin stared at Levi until you suddenly slid your mouth over the majority of his cock, taking him deep into your mouth without a gag reflex. Erwin didn’t mean to roll his eyes in the back of his head, but your mouth felt too good taking him in.

You wanted to moan so bad or even touch yourself. You hated that you couldn’t because otherwise your body would have to move back and when you did, you would’ve bumped into the desk.

You popped his cock out your mouth, using your right hand to stroke him and your mouth to trace your tongue up and down the side of his dick causing Erwin to release a shaky breath, “Couldn’t find her, so I don’t know right now.”

Levi walked closer to the desk inspecting Erwin by holding eye contact with the blue eyed blonde as he kept feeling your mouth try to take all of his dick inside of it before releasing yourself from his cock, you were teasing and he hated it. He needed to fuck your throat. So bad.

“ Erwin, What student left their bags here? I'm very surprised you didn’t tell one of your other students to find them in order to get their stuff back. Shame shame shame, you’re losing your touch, Erwin.”, Miche taunt while walking behind him to write on the green chalk board like he always does when they visit his classroom not seeing you underneath the table yet.

Hange let out a big laugh, “ Awh come on Miche, cut Erwin slack. You betcha he’s going to either find the person himself or wait until the next class, I mean that’s what I would do.” They shrug their shoulders and kick their feet up on the seat next to them.

You were stuck and the only thing you tried not to do is blow your cover. The sucking noises were low as you engulfed his dick in your mouth. Bobbing your head up and down— locking your jaw around his dick making him close his eyes, loosen his tie next, “ W-what can I say. Changed man always has tricks up his sleeves to increase the momentum of change.”

“ Don’t start with your quotes, Erwin. Let’s face the music now. You didn’t change because of my suspicion.”, Levi says with his hands in his pocket. He narrowed his eyes at Erwin whose hands were drumming against the desk fast.

“ Because of your own suspicion, I didn’t change what , that’s what you’re implying . You underestimate me, Levi.”, Erwin says through gritted teeth. His mind was becoming foggy because you were rolling your head as you took his cock in and out of your throat. Your hands twisted and stroked the part that you couldn’t fit in your mouth. It was beginning to be too much for him.

Miche heard the little sucking noises and squatted down to sniff the air and when he did, he turned to lock eyes with your teary eyes. A smirk made its way to his face as he stared at you still sucking his friend like you were starving. You never stopped what you were doing when you made eye contact with the grey eyes Miche possessed. A pro if he must say. You, on the other hand, thought the feeling of being caught turned you on even more and you were sure that you were feeling wet spots on your pants. Your slick felt like it was seeping through your underwear and blending into your jeans.

“ Fuck.”, Erwin whispered as he reached down to pet your head as a sign in saying good job and you adored it especially with an extra pair of eyes staring you down. Miche felt himself get aroused because of the lascivious scene in front of him.

“ You might as well face fuck the girl already. You’re getting your shitty sweat all over yourself and the desk. How unsanitary, Erwin.”, Levi says before kicking the desk to prove his point and he did especially when he heard a loud choking sound underneath the desk.

“ Looks like you caught me in act, Levi. Always so sharp with intuition. Fuck, she’s a goddamn pro at this— too bad this is our last time, isn’t that right, sweetheart?”, Erwin says, patting your head as he holds you down with his cock lodged in your throat.

You breathed through your nose trying to find an escape to oxygen because your mouth was too full letting no oxygen out or in. The taste of his dick was ordinary and rich at the same time. His smell was filled with his natural musk mixed with Tom Ford cologne. Your spit was starting to build up on his length, crowding bubbles at your hands wrapped around the base of his cock. Your nails looked so cute wrapped around him as Miche watched as you tried not to throw up on his dick from how glossy your eyes were and how runny your nose was.

You tried to nod your head but that resulted in you loudly gagging on his dick causing Hange to widen their eyes in excitement, “ Erwinnnn, you’re such a corruptor, what happened to the innocent Erwin I use to know… wherever he is— keep him locked awayyy.”

Erwin tuned them out when your tongue swiped left and right on the underside of his cock meaning you wanted more, “ She can’t talk right now, but she knows how proud I am of her. She’s pleasuring me like her life depends on it just from one mink little praise. Shit!” It’s like they were so used to this from the way they spoke to each other, usually other teachers would tell a teacher doing this off or make some sort of deal to keep it a secret like they did at your other school when girls and guys used to sleep with the janitor, security guards, etc. you never wanted to be apart of that so what changed now? Hmmm.

Erwin wanted to know how else you would fold to his praises and words of encouragement you desperately succumb to. Crazily enough, he wanted to know more about you. How did your infatuation with older men even start— he hoped it wasn’t bad, otherwise he’ll feel more bad than he does now. Erwin didn’t have to worry though, your childhood was great until your father’s abandonment so now you seek comfort in older men and sometimes women.

He suddenly yanked your head back resulting in you coughing with big pretty tears sliding down your beautiful eyes filled with trauma and lust. He somehow wanted to comfort you and fuck you because of how powerless you was under his touch. You're sensitive and weak for him like his sub used to be before she went on to Nile. Granted you looked nothing like her but you shared similar qualities with her. In fact, he’ll say that he loved staring at you because of how pretty and extravagant you were.

Erwin was about to say something to you with his hard, wet cock in front of your face, but Levi grabbed you from under the table, you complied with him and got up. Once you were up your were pushed on Erwin desk, your back hit the surface of his desk with Levi standing between your legs, “ Knew you were a little slut who couldn’t wait to be fucked by your superiors. Such a shame I had high hopes that you wouldn’t be like any other girl at this school— seems like I was wrong about you.”

He unzipped your pants and you sat up reaching for his wrist as you looked him in the eyes. You surprisingly wasn’t hurt by his comment just too turned on, “ I want all of you. I ca- I can’t hold on. I need you to touch me.” You sounded so desperate and you didn’t care, you needed your nut and you need it now. Levi looked at you with a deadpan look before leaning closer to your face, “ Isn’t that what I’m trying to do?! Don’t interrupt me any more unless you want me to stop, you ditzy little brat.”

Hange came up from the side and placed her hands on your boobs, squeezing the left one, “ Even her boobs are pretty and full. She’s the one.” Hange was talking to them about you to your face and you didn’t understand what they were referring to by being the one but judging by Miche’s smirk on his face prior to him twisting your nipples earning a whimper from you; you could say that’s it’s something good and salacious.

Levi made a tsk sound before motioning Miche to lift your body up so he could slip your jeans down revealing your pink and cheetah-print panties. Erwin got up to walk to the door— locking it and pulling down the blinds. He made his way back to the four of you to see Miche holding your legs up and together with both hands as your panties showed a puddle imprinted in them, “ Dammit, doll, if you would’ve told me you needed my cock inside of you; you could’ve said it. I would’ve gladly split you open with my cock as you wished.”

You moan when you feel Levi’s fingers stroke up and down your wet, pussy print making you squirm and throw your head back on Miche whilst holding on to Hange’s arm. “ Uhnn, I want more, need daddy’s fingers inside of me, wanna feel something.”

They couldn’t tell if your last sentence was about this scenario right now or something else. Something else bigger than right now. For you, it was right now and in general. You wanted their love and attention, desperately for right now because after this you gotta head to Hange’s class— having to pretend that she just didn’t see you getting fingered by her colleague and your teacher.

Levi then slipped your panties to the side, a string of wetness disconnecting as he pulled them to the side. He couldn’t believe how wet you were, it was like seeing a new discovery: fascination heavy on his mind and behind his eyes. His blue-gray eyes took in the way your pussy looked so fat while your legs were held up by Miche. The more your legs are pressed together, the more juicy it looks. “ Shit.”, Levi rasped out as he used two fingers to open up the slit of your pussy showing your pulsing clit.

Erwin wishes he could see what Levi is seeing but he can’t because your pussy was facing Levi and Erwin saw nothing but the side of your body and facial expressions. Miche, however, was loving the view he had on your pussy. He had no problem holding your legs up no matter how much you think they weigh, the problem is he didn’t know how long before he burst through his pants at the sound of your whimpers, facial expressions, the smell of your pussy, and the sight of your pussy. God, you were something special.

Hange licked their lips at the sight of your plump pussy and hard nipples, how voluptuous and ravishing of you. Too bad, they had to go prepare for they first class of the day, which is your next class. Fuck, this the only time they hated being a professor, can’t get enough time to see you cum. They clap their hands together, startling you in the process, making your body jump and Levi’s finger bump into your clit. You harshly bite into your lip at the tenacious feeling along your clit.

“ I’ll see you guys and gals later, gotta prepare for my first class, see ya!”, Hange yells as they exit the door leaving you with three hyenas ready to sink their teeth in you.

“ Levi, are you gonna play with her pussy properly or do I have to do it? I’m more than welcome to teach you just like I taught you other things.”, Miche says with gruffness in his voice. You almost came to his voice right then and there but had to stop yourself from embarrassing yourself.

“ Fuck off, you giant mammoth. She’s mine for right now, you can have your fun another time, besides I know how to make women cum, you don’t.”, Levi says to Miche before pushing one finger in. The movement made you grip onto the table, letting out a pornographic moan, “ aahhnn, wan’ mor- augh!”

Miche pushed his finger deep inside of your mouth and you choked on it before sucking on it. Your body felt so warm against his abs as he sat behind you on the desk holding your tired legs up with one arm now. He used his other hand that was in your mouth to move in and out causing his finger to move in that motion, “ good girls like you deserve to have something stuffed inside of their mouths, don’t you think?”

His voice gave you butterflies everytime you heard it even if he only spoke a few times. Levi huffed and pushed a second finger in you, hearing the squelching noises your pussy was making, “ Shit, pretty girl, your pussy is sucking my finger in. You're a mess too, a mess I don’t like so I’m gonna clean it up for you, properly too. wanna know how you taste, can I?”

You hurried to nod your head and as soon as you did, Levi got on his knees and slid his tongue over your pulsing clit. Your head flew back in bliss not realizing that Erwin was holding your hand.

“ Mmuhhh, Mr.Ack- hahhnnn.”, You moaned as his other hand held open your pussy lips to suck on your clit. Levi’s fingers started to move inside of you at the same time his lips wrapped sweetly around your clit sucking on it gently. He was in love with the taste of your pussy because it tasted so natural and good at the same time. His face was getting wet and he loved it. He’s a messy pussy eater that claims he is cleaning the pussy, such a fraud. At least that’s what Miche thought as he stared down at Levi devouring your pussy by flicking his tongue over your clit fast and gentle—just like his fingers.

Miche shoved two more fingers in your mouth with hushed whispers in your ear, “ You can take more right? Could shove all my fingers inside of your slutty mouth since I saw you take a monster like Erwin, but three would do for right now.” He pressed a kiss to your ear before trailing down his kisses to you neck.

Erwin interrupted Miche with his voice, “ Don’t leave any marks on her, Miche, need her to be tidy as possible when she leaves her. We can’t have too much suspicion.”

“ mmmgh, such a pretty pussy.”, Every word Levi moaned into your pussy was muffled and incoherent. They created the right vibrations you needed as you choked on Miche’s finger moving in and out of your mouth faster. Spit was spilling out of the corner of your mouth, dripping down to your chin and onto your pretty pink crop top.

The slurping sounds of Levi sucking on your pussy was enough to send you over and you came on his face right as he curled his fingers inside of you hitting your g spot repeatedly, “ fu-uhhhhhh, fuck I’m cummin’ M’cummin daddy.” Your hips lifted up and down riding out your orgasm on his face as your now muffled screams tears into the air.

Erwin's eyes held excitement as a small smile braced his face, “ Your moans never cease to amaze me, I love hearing them, but you have to get to class in a few.” He was mainly talking to you but the other two heard and agreed with him in their minds.

Levi watched as you brought your legs out of Miche’s grip and shakily sat up facing him with a fucked out expression on your face, drool was leaking down your mouth and Levi quickly licked it up, out of impulse. They all helped you with getting dressed and looking presentable as you looked dazed out.

You needed more. More praise. More sex. More Love. More knowledge. More everything.

“ What a show, Mr.Smith. Got the new girl wrapped around your fingers already?”, Choso asks as he stands at the threshold of the door.

They all snapped their heads to Choso with bewildered looks meanwhile you were still trying to get yourself together mentally because that was elite pussy eating, something you needed for a long time.

“ Come on, Choso. You should know she got him wrapped around her pretty fingers. He’s too much of a sap to get people under his finger with just two meetings like Levi over here.”, Miche says poking fun at Erwin.

You finally snapped out of your daze when Levi pulled you up, helping you out put your sweater on. You don’t know where his strength came from but it was eerie. You shyly moved away from him and made sure you fixed your hairstyle before grabbing your stuff and trying to walk out the door as fast as you can since Choso already moved away from the door when Miche spoke.

“ Not so fast, miss { reader’s last name}. You forgot this purse.”, Choso says, holding out your small white purse. Your legs were still shaking a bit as you turned around to see all of their eyes analyzing you head to toe while Choso brought your purse to you. The anxiety was through the roof as you felt their intense stares on you even when they already saw your pussy.

You reached for it as he neared you, “ Th-”

Choso smiled at you with a close lip smile and his eyes closed, “ Such a pretty purse you got, fits you princess.”

You mentally squealed inside of your head at his nickname and cleared your throat, “ Thank you, Mr.Kamo.”

He handed you the purse with his fingers touching your hand and lingering there before moving to speak back with the men behind him.

You sighed as you heard the door close behind you. You took out your hello kitty bow compact mirror to look at yourself in the mirror— smiling to yourself. You re-applied your lipgloss and mascara, now noticing a girl in front of you with her hands on her hips. She had on a pretty short skirt and a tank top to compliment her Prada heels. So there was another person at this school that had your sense of fashion. Maybe you could be friends with her. She smiled at you and you smiled at her. Hopefully, you’ll see her again and maybe you could learn her name. You walked past her and waved, she waved back with a wide smile on her face. A friendly pretty girl just the way you liked it. In contrast to your thoughts, you didn’t realize her smile turned into a frown when your back was turned. You’ll be a fine piece in her game.

You continued walking without a care or suspicion attached to you meanwhile she glared at you before walking into Mr.Smith’s class to get her daily fuck from him and the others in the room. She’ll worry about you later.

Walking out the building to your next class, you continued to your next class which is in five minutes and you had a 2 minute walk to it. This is the part of college you hate: classes, walks, and time. Why can’t you live your life as a pretty rich girl like you did before, curse your stupid father. The man you hated with a passion and needed him to hurt. Hurt just like you and you could only do that if you beat him at his career path and dubious ways. He’ll get his karma for making you this way soon, after all you’re doing all of this to spite and get rid of his words in your head playing in a loop. You’ll find a way to have everything playing in your hands even if you tire yourself out of every last drop of energy you possess.

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[jayjj7]

chapter 33. i’m sorry (half written)

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it had been over a week since the party, over a week since you and yunjin last spoke, over a week since you felt happy, and you’ve missed her that entire time.

it was a rainy friday evening, cold, dark but you loved it. everything was quiet when it rained, outside was quiet, your friends were quiet, sadly your your phone was also quiet. yunjin hadn’t texted you in 3 days and at this point you accepted the fact that she had moved on, but you didn’t.

yunjin was left alone with her thoughts and a basket she and eunchae help make you. she saw the flowers she bought, sitting right next to the basket and couldn’t help but cry. the pain she was feeling had gotten to the point of frustration. yunjin knew she had to do something about this situation after being turned down countless of times.

“bye chaewon ill be back-“ yunjin sprints out of the dorm, basket and flowers in hand, leaving the door open with a very confused chaewon sitting on the couch.

“heyyy! you left the door open!” chaewon complains standing up to close it, swinging her arms as if it was the biggest inconvenience.

it was pouring rain and yunjin was wearing sweats and a long sleeve crop top, not appropriate clothing choice for the current weather.

but that didn’t stop yunjin. all she could think about was you, how badly she messed up, how badly she longed for your attention.

yunjin kept running even with the weird looks she would get from other people on campus, who wore raincoats or jackets, as she ran past them. she promised herself she wouldn’t stop until she reached you.

you on the other hand, were listening to music on your bed, crying, thinking about how much the lyrics apply to you and yunjin. in your mind yunjin gave up on you, in your mind you were nothing to fight for, in your mind-

knock knock knock

whenever someone knocks on the door, hanni is usually the one to open it, but this time hanni and haerin were out working on a group project with a couple other people. this meant you had to answer the door.

as you stand up the knocking continues, progressively getting louder with each knock.

“i’m going i’m going!” you yell hoping to stop the noise as you wipe the tears off your face.

you open the door and to your surprise, it’s yunjin.

“what are you doing here?” your voice is soft and shaky.

“i missed you” yunjin is panting and wet from the rain. she looks like an abandoned puppy who got lost in a storm, her chest heaving up and down. in her left hand she had a pink and white tulip bouquet and in her right is a small basket with candy, a bear, a blanket, more flowers, slippers, and body products.

after staring at each other in disbelief, yunjin breaks the silence.

“i’m sorry but i can’t go another day without talking to you i-“ yunjin was frantic to explain her side of their story but all you could focus on was how relieved you are to see her.

“come inside” you pull her in by her hand into your dorm.

“be careful i’m all wet” yunjin hesitates before walking in

“i don’t care” you bring her into a hug, not caring whether you get wet or sick from her. all you cared about in that moment was yunjin.

yunjin hesitated to hug you back but eventually she did. you kick the door closed and pulled away from the hug to hold yunjins face. you move the wet hair that was sticking to her forehead and look into her eyes. yunjin’s eyes were puffy from crying, her lips looked swollen, her nose and cheeks were red.

“i’m sorry” yunjin starts crying and hugs you tighter, burying her face into the crook of your neck.

you sush away her cries and run your fingers through her hair, practically draining the water from her hair. also fighting back tears.

“hey hey, look at me” you gently push yunjins face off of your now tear stained sweater.

“it’s okay” you wipe the tears off of yunjin’s face and take the items out of her hands to set them aside before hugging her again, this time even tighter.

“i’m so sorry, i just missed you so much” yunjin says in between cries.

seeing her like this breaks you and you can’t help but start crying again.

“i’m so sorry for ignoring you” you manage to say in between your cries.

“please don’t cry anymore, i’m right here. i’m not gonna leave this time” yunjin strokes your back relieve you of any unspoken pain.

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I need more Toxic!Dark!Sorority Vanessa!!

That fic was just.. Chefs kiss. You write so well. 🥹

Thank you for the compliment it means so much. 😭😭🥺I took dark off it because to me toxic is just way more extreme dark.

Toxic!Soroity!Vanessa X Reader. The argument.

TW: DubCon, toxic relationship, drug mention, Pet play if you REALLY squint, slight abuse.

“ Vanessa please. Just sit down and study, you need to pass this test. “

“ I’ll be fine. My father will just throw some more cash at the teacher if I fail. I can’t belive I’m dating a fucking nerd…”

You sat on Vanessa bed, holding your rather expensive book on your lap, watching as Vanessa did her makeup in the mirror.

“ listen. Just do a little with me. If you do, I’ll go down to the frats party with you “

You got up and put your chin on Vanessa’s, as she pushed you off, mumbling to herself.

“ I’m not taking you out anywhere until you cut that hair. You know I hate it long. But fine, give me the fucking book…”

You sighed, and gently placed the book on her vanity, she flipped it open and read some random page, before closing it, going back to her makeup.

“ there, I’m done. Now leave me alone, I gotta finish getting ready for this party. “

You shrank into your skin, you looked at her through the mirror, your eyes starting to water.

“ your..your still going to the party without me? “

“ yeah? Who else is bringing the drugs. “

“ but..I can’t come? “

Vanessa groaned, standing up and heading towards her closest, looking through her multiple revealing outfits.

“ I said you’re not going out till your hair gets cut. And maybe if you loose a few pounds too. “

Your legs trembled, you hated when she brought up your weight, you had been working hard to try and loose some for her, but it was never enough.

“ b..but I’ll be alone in my dorm nessa…”

“ listen. You’re lucky we’re dateing, stop crying and get your shit together, I’ll drive you to your place. “

You grabbed your bag, shoving the papers and books you’d brought try and get her to study with you, it never worked. You froze, your hands trembling as you stared at the bright pink scrunchie around your wrist.

“ I can’t. TAKE IT ANYMORE VANESSA. “

She froze, staring at you in disbelief. You pulled the scrunchie off you wrist, holding it tightly in you hand.

“ I can’t take this abuse! I can’t take how you treat me like an accessory, I’m more than that! I’m sorry your father never loved you enough to give you a good life, but that doesn’t mean you can ruin mine. IM DONE. “

You throw the scrunchie in her small trash, grabbing your bag and storming towards the door. As you reached for the door handle, your wrists were quickly grabbed, and Vanessa shoved you against the wall, her eyes blazing with rage.

“ how dare you. You’d be nothing without me. NOTHING. “

She snarled in your face, her grip around your wrist tightened, you could feel her acrylics digging into your skin. She smirked, her eyes still starring into yours.

“ you wanna go to that party so bad? Fine. We’ll go, and we’ll make sure everyone knows your mine. “

She let go of you, and turned to her closet, throwing you an outfit. You watched as she changed her shirt skirt, tossing it back into the closet and going over to her vanity draws, before glaring at you.

“ don’t just stand there. Change. And if I fucking hear your complaining your dead. “

You quickly began to change, you had faced away from Vanessa, trying not to make much more eye contact with her. She had given you a pink tank top and a white short skirt, that barely covered your ass.

“ take the panties off. “

“ b-but nessa- “

“ do it. “

She growled at you from across the room, you reluctantly stripped them off, tossing them into the corner. You finally faced Vanessa. She wore a white crop top with a pink faux fir jacket, and a pair of tight black joggers shorts. You couldn’t help but notice the bulge in them, your lips quivering, you knew exactly what she was going to do with you.

“ now, let’s give you the last few changes~ “

She pulled your hair up with the pink scrunchie you threw out, putting it in a low ponytail. She fished around another cabinet and strapped a cold peice of leather around your neck. Looking in the mirror, you could see it was a pastel pink collar, you touched it gently, before Vanessa grabbed your wrists again, dragging you downstairs, and eventually out of the Soroity house.

“ your gonna listen to me. And if anyone comes up to you you’re gonna come find me, I don’t need another repeat of last time, do we? “

“ n..no nessa…”

She got into her car, you sitting in the passenger side, as she began to drive out.

“ one more thing. Im Mistress tonight, so if you need me, you’ll ask your Mistress, you got that? “

“ y-yes v-van-….yes mistress…”

Tears swelled in your eyes, as embarrassment flooded through your body. Vanessa glanced at you and scoffed.

“ again with the tears. Stop being such a crybaby, people don’t like it, I don’t like it. “

You wipped your face, and stayed quiet. Your heart raced at the thought of what she’d do to you. Eventually, you pulled up to a large red house, you could hear the music blaring from inside already. Vanessa stepped out and you followed her, she knocked on the door, and a tall, blonde guy welcomed her in, eyeing you down like meat as you followed her in.

People seemed to cheer as Vanessa came in and quickly sat herself down, emptying her purse, she had filled it to the brim with multiple baggies with white powder in them.

“ Y/N. You get the special job of counting my money. And if you do good I’ll reward you~ “

You only nodded, sitting next to Vanessa. You felt her fiddle with the collar, but you didn’t look.

“ alright fuckers, line up. Give the pretty girl your money. “

Dozens of people immediately lined up, digging through the pockets for wads of cash. You’d take it, count how much, and tell Vanessa, who’d hand them a bag worth the money. You couldn’t help but notice the glares you were getting, people eyeing you up and down. Even when they came up to get there shit they’d talk to Vanessa about.

“ pretty thing you’ve got there Nessa, what made ya bring her. “

“ she wanted you to throw a fit before i was gonna go, so i brought her along to help. Don’t worry, she’s got something coming. “

You stayed quiet when the line slowed down, and eventually everyone had gotten something. Vanessa pulled you into her, playing with something in her hand.

“ god…keeping you in a leash has been the best idea I’ve had. It really makes sure you know who you belong to~ “

You had finally noticed it, the black braided leash Vanessa had attached to your collar. You blushed and turned away, Vanessa only chuckled and pulled you in by it, holding you chin.

“ don’t be embarrassed. I think you got me a lot more money than I would off. I think that deserves a reward baby~ “

“ n-Nessa- “

“ mistress. “

“ mistress. Y-yess. I-I don’t wanna do anything in public like this..”

She chuckled again, spreading her legs, messing with her shorts and letting the pink strap pop out.

“ well, keep your mouth on it and no one sees. Easy as that. “

You stared at you, hesitantly moving down to sit between her legs. She held onto your ponytail, pushing your face against the strap.

“ pretty little thing…cmon. Get to work. “

You looked up at her once again, before slowly taking it in your mouth, slowly bobbing your head on it. She kept a good grip on your hair, you watched her look around the room, like she was making sure no one saw, but everyone could.

“ hey, Sarah, Bailey! No im not busy, get me a seltzer and join me. “

You flushed, those were the names of her closest friends. You tried to pull back, but she kept your head down, you reluctantly continued to suck on the pink silicone dick.

The girls sat on each side of her, you could see them looking at you, snickering behind their hands.

“ how’d she get in this predicament~? “

“ she wanted to run her mouth. And I couldn’t just let her get away with that. She threatened to leave me, Bailey, could you believe that. “

Vanessa finally let go of your head, you slowly pulled off, laying your head on her thighs. Sarah petted your head like you were a dog, snickering to herself.

“ can she do any tricks Vanessa~? “

“ mm..not tricks, but she’s a fantastic listener, arnt you baby~? “

“ yes..yes mistress…”

The girls all laughed, you burried your head in Vanessa thighs, you longed to go to your dorm and just sleep, but you had to run your mouth.

“ hey, baby. “

You lifted your head,Vanessa pulled the leash slightly, signaling you to sit on her lap. You felt so out of place there, the strap pressed against your pelvis, Vanessa’s arms around your waist.

“ you do one more thing for me and I’ll take you to ya dorm. “

“ w-what do you want…”

“ ride me. “

You burried your head into her shoulder, the girls giggled as Vanessa kissed your neck.

“ cmon baby, it’s just like at home. Only difference is we’re out. “

“ b-but I don’t like people watching..”

“ this isn’t a option, Y/N. You’ll do this, I take you home, I come back and get wasted. Maybe I should have let you walk out, you could have gotten kidnapped and raped on the way to your dorm. Then I wouldn’t have to deal with you. “

You quickly hugged her, tears forming in your eyes, before you pulled your face out of her shoulder and stared at her.

“ n-no please..d-don’t let me get hurt..”

“ then you gonna do it? “

You held her shoulders, taking a deep breath, before lowering yourself onto the toy, moaning softly. The tears slowly began to roll down your face as Vanessa gripped your waist, helping your ride the strap at a steady pace.

“ that’s it…my girl always comes back around to me, don’t you~? “

“ y-yes mistress, i do. I-I’m your girl..”

All threes of the girls laughed again. Vanessa would slam you down onto the strap, making your moans grow louder every moment.

“ m-mistress please- I-I’m gonna cum please~!! “

You felt the toy spread you, like it could rip you if it was any bigger. You slammed yourself down faster, trying to please her, trying to please yourself.

“ aww..dirty girl. Go ahead, cum…but your walking out of here by yourself, I’m not holding your hand~ “

You where to intoxicated by the pleasure to care, letting Vanessa thrust into your, before you let out one last defeated moan. Your walls clenched around the toy, as you let out heavy breaths. The music was still blaring around you, no one seemed to notice what had just happened besides the two girls and maybe one or two bystanders.

“ such a good girl..what do you say~? “

“..thank you…thank you mistress…I love you..”

Vanessa, for the first time, gently held his ur waist and helped pull you off, as she stuffed the soaked strap back into her shorts, letting you walk out toward the door.

“ I’ll be back in like fifteen, save my seat. “

Vanessa called to her friends, before you walked into the passenger seat, Vanessa pulled you into her, kissing you deeply.

“ oh i love you too…oh how lucky you are that your mine~ “

[jjsfavgirl]

Brother issues

Here you go beauts🫶🏻

Jj maybank x brother issues! Reader

TW! Brother issues, angst, drugs

“I just want my brother back”

Those words shattered JJ’s heart in two. Even though he was an only child he knew how much you loved your brother and how much you missed him.

When your brother wasn’t gone, he was indulged in dealing and using.

After every argument you’d come running to JJ, knowing he was the only one who could help you.

“Fuck you henry!” You yelled, teary eyed as you flipped off your brother and storming out of the house.

“Get of your high horse y/n!” He screamed back,slamming a bottle on the table, “you might be smarter than me but we came from exactly the same shithole!”

His words rung through your head the whole way to JJ’s house, you bawled your hands into fists as you pulled at your fringe, tears streaming down your face before you bucked up the courage to knock on your best friends door.

“y/n..” he trailed off, his smile dropping when he saw your emotional state.

“H-Henry he’s using again!” You cried, immediately breaking down as JJ embraced your small frame.

“Shh,shh,shh baby it’s okay.” He muttered into your hair, his thumb rubbing your lower back. “Let’s get you inside, get you cleaned up.” He spoke as he pulled back from the hug and wiped your teary eyes while your lip continued to quiver.

After all the yelling and storming off, you hadn’t even realised that you had walked all the way here in the pouring rain.

Your crop top was soaking, your jeans were washed and even darker blue and your converse squelched as you trembled into JJ’s house, him holding your shoulders the whole way to his room.

You half hazardously sat down on JJ’s bed, immediately relaxing when the smell of JJ hit you like a bullet.

Watching intently as JJ retrieved the cleanest shirt he had and tossing you a pair of boxers off the floor, he expected you to start changing when he turned away. But, you just stared down at the clothes in your hands.

“You gotta change, y/n. You’ll catch a cold.” He murmured, coming up to you and taking the clothes off you carefully, treating you like an antique doll.

Looking up at him with doggy eyes, he knew that he had to help you change out of your wet clothes.

His clothes were tossed onto the bed behind you as your stood up, gripping his bare biceps as he began to unbutton your soaked jeans, pulling them down then discarding them.

Rolling up one leg of his boxers, he motioned for you to grip his shoulders as you lifted up a leg and put it through the hole. After successfully doing the same with the other, JJ helped you pull them up, his breath hitting your neck as you jumped up when the fabric reached your thigh. The giggle that escaped your lip as JJ caught you made him smile.

“Can I take this off?” He asked, his eyes motioning towards your wet pink crop top.

“Mmm-mm” you hummed, putting your arms up. He began to pull the soggy shirt off your body and over your head as it clung to your skin like latex, snapping back when it got through your hair.

He did the same motion with his plain grey t-shirt, rolling up the bottom and sliding it over your damp curly hair.

As your head popped out the hole, you sent JJ a sad smile, hun returning a sympathetic grin.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He asked as the both of you took a seat on his bed.

“There’s not much to talk about.” You sniffled, yours eyes burning from all the crying. “ I just always expect him to change every time he comes back, but-“ you began to speak, glancing at JJ to see him staring at you. “But he never changes.”

“You’re okay now.” He muttered, placing a loving hand on your bare-tanned thigh.

-

Just a short little blurb that I decided to finish so I could

Clear my drafts 🫶🏻

[sammysdewysensitiveeyes]

By the way, despite my obsessive posting about Morph (and Gambit in a pink crop top, and Madelyne, and Storm's mohawk), I want to take a moment to say how much I LOVE the return of nice Beast from the 90's. Remember when Beast wasn't an irredeemable war criminal? X-Men 97 remembers!

[wooahaeruby]

Chapter 5: We're Still Holding Hands With Warm

Chapter Word Count: 4,544

Anything in Bold Italics are Korean/Another language.

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Staring at yourself in the mirror, you glanced over your outfit once more. Over the past few months, you and your friends spend time collecting different clothing pieces and accessories to deck out for the concert. You intended on finding something that made you feel confident, comfortable, but most importantly, got you out of your comfort zone a bit. 

You had found the perfect high waist, slim cut jeans in a pastel pink color similar to the Rose Quartz fandom color. To add a little flare, you painted on small cherries to indicate your bias without needing to outwardly say it. With the help of Jamie, you were able to find a semi-close serenity blue colored crop top. It had off the shoulder sleeves but invisible straps to keep it up. Etsy had brought you silver accessories with the Seventeen logo; dangly earrings, charm bracelets, a few dainty necklaces, and chains that hooked onto your belt loops. 

Against your better judgment since you would never wear them again, you bought a pair of white, high top platform converse. Jamie’s pestering that the outfit would be complete with them only spurred on your impulsive purchase. 

Your last touch, which was more necessity than fashion, was your clear plastic bag. You had all your needed items for the day. You three would be packing into an Uber soon since parking would be a pain. Kazuki and Jamie had opted for using their ‘man pockets’ and shoving everything they needed in there. Coming up behind you, Kazuki smiled bright and handed you your lightstick, version two of course. 

Kazuki had taken great care to find an outfit similar to one of Jeonghan’s Face the Sun teaser pictures. A short sleeved white t-shirt layered over a white fishnet top, a snug harness more crossbody instead of over the shoulders, and black and white jeans he distressed himself. He didn’t add too much detail to the jeans, however wanted to stay true to the overall concept the pictures gave. Kazu had no problems finding silver chains and jewelry to pair with the outfit.  For the fun of it, a week prior he bleached and dyed his hair silver, which he ended up loving and was planning on keeping for a decent amount of time. 

Looking further into the room, your eyes caught on the pattern on Jamie’s shirt, akin to a leopard print. A month prior he had ran into your office with a confirmed order with a picture of the almost exact shirt Mingyu wore during Rock With You era. You wouldn’t reread the price tag on said shirt, but it nearly had you beating him up on the spot. To your surprise he paired it with dress pants rather than pleather or black denim jeans, but overall it still looked fine. 

Taking one last look in the mirror, you called out for Jamie to join the two of you and posed for a few pictures, wanting to make the most of the moment that you could. Down on your wrist, mere hours stared back at you. It would be closer to midnight, an hour or two after the concert, most likely when you returned from the venue. A part of you was ready for the adventures that having a soulmate would bring, yet you were nervous of how your life will change because of it. Quickly you shook off the feeling and made sure you had everything before you left the hotel room. 

The stadium was loud, the energy had your body buzzing with anticipation. Jamie had placed you between himself and Kazuki, both holding one of your hands as you bounced your legs. Seeing the stage so close only made your heart race in your chest. 

Wherever they were, your soulmate was calm but you could feel the buzzing they also radiated. It contracted with whatever emotions you were sending out and you hoped that it didn’t burden them too much. Despite the roaring of voices, you took this as a calm before the impending storm of what your first kpop concert would be like. Jamie and Kazu had warned you it might be a lot, you were ready either way. 

When the lights dimmed and visuals changed on the monitors, the noise rose tenfold and as your friends pulled you to your feet, it was as if the world was deafening and quiet all at once. As the VCR ended and the stage props lifted revealing the group, you swore the world could have stopped. It didn’t process with you at first that a cheer was screaming out of your throat. You and the other Carats in your row were up against the barricades, many waving their Caratbongs high in the air. 

Your rational brain told you that screaming and jumping would make you regret it tomorrow yet you didn’t bother to stop. Song after song, you sang along to each lyric with your two best friends. The buzz that rested under your skin was present but an overwhelming feeling of admiration settled in beside it. Admitting it outloud was hard for you. Between Covid, work, and your own mental struggles, Seventeen was a group that helped you. Jamie had introduced their music to you when you were pushing your limits and being critical with yourself. At the end of many straining days you sat in the darkness of your apartment and let the music overtake you. It felt surreal to hear the voices that lifted you up in person, even more surreal seeing the faces that brought the music to life. 

By the time the Performance Unit had ended their amazing stage of Moonwalker and Wave, your emotions were high. From what you would recall about the set list, you were barely a third of the way through the show. The visuals changed once more on the main stage and the Vocal Unit stood tall before the crowd. Hearing the first notes of Come to Me already had your breath catching in your throat. As they moved to the extended stage, you leaned up against the barricade, feeling your heart nearly beating out of your chest. 

Although Second Life was near the top of your favorite songs from the Vocal Unit, Imperfect Love held a special place in your heart. As Woozi’s part finished and the chorus began, your heart jumped into your throat. A wave of pure happiness and cherishment washed over you. It wasn’t an emotion of your own that much you can tell, yet you never wished for it to stop. Before you could catch yourself, a line of tears were streaming down your cheeks. You caught yourself struggling to breathe out a laugh. Maybe you and your soulmate had a few things in common regarding Seventeen’s music. 

That feeling lasted with you the rest of the concert. It kept you jumping, screaming, and fueled the energy you knew should have waned by the second half of the show. Your feet hurt, your throat was scratchy, but you never once stopped. Beside you, Jamie was nearly force feeding you water so you wouldn’t pass out. 

As you watched the members move about the main and extended stage, talking and waving to the crowd, a smile never left your features. You were able to snap a few pictures on your phone, but a majority of the night Kazuki and Jamie were taking pictures and videos to look back on later. 

Commentary from the members soon brought on the ever lively neverending Aju Nice. Seungkwan had come down from the stage followed by security, trying to find a fan to sing the pre-chorus as usual. It was amazing, letting yourself let go and have fun, jumping around, scream-singing the lyrics. Jamie had his phone out recording the three of you as you let the music take over. You felt like a teenager again, laughing and not needing to worry about your adult responsibilities even if it was only for a few hours. The happiness your soulmate held within them was still prominent, only adding to the incredible night. 

Leaving the concert had you shedding some tears, happy ones thankfully but tears nevertheless. You had gathered a handful of confetti and shoved it into your bag to frame with a picture of two of tonight to solidify the amazing experience. Sitting in the back of the Uber, you rested your head on Kazuki’s shoulder, tired but satisfied. In your chest, your soulmate was radiating something similar to your own emotions. 

“I’m hungry.” You broke the silence, lifting your head and looking out the front windshield. 

“Once we get back to the hotel we can walk somewhere since we are in the city.” Jamie moved his arm up and around your shoulder, placing small taps to the top of your head. “It’s almost eleven o’clock but we are in the City That Never Sleeps, somethings got to be open.” 

“Pizza sounds heavenly right now.” Kazuki chimes in, slapping a hand against his stomach but it rumbled anyway. “And now my body is being dramatic.” 

You scoffed before you broke out in a fit of laughter, even hearing the driver join along quietly.

Stepping into the warm night’s air once more, you unanimously picked a direction and started walking, hoping to find a pizza place or even a small restaurant, wherever came first. Around you, the lights of the city encompassed you. Booking a hotel not too far off from Time Square gave you plenty of options and opportunities to see or experience things since you and the others had taken the rest of the week off. 

“Oh oh, diner instead!” Jamie called out, having trekked a few blocks down from your hotel, taking both your and Kazuki’s hands in his own and pulled both of you along without much of a struggle. 

The diner was nice, not too big for a dinner in the city however it was open 24 hours and you’d never pass up a chance to chow down on disco-fries. Self seating at the late hour had you finding a small booth next to the window, letting the cars mesmerize you as they passed by. Menus were provided not long after sitting and placing orders came easily with the specific cravings each of you had. 

Jamie and Kazuki sat beside each other, showing off videos and pictures, placing their phones on the table to give you a better view. You and Kazu had started a small tangent on the outfits you had seen tonight, flipping through the pictures as you spoke of your favorites and how each member looked. It was calm being able to enjoy the quiet company at the late hour. It had been a long time since you were out late; grabbing food from a bodega, eating at a dinner after midterms or finals, or just staying up to spend time with those you were friends with. 

“Guys.” Jamie raised his arm and started to pat it against Kazuki’s shoulder, eyes staring past your head towards the door. He attempted to keep his voice down but his wide eyes and starstruck expression had you confused.  “Guys, don’t be too obvious but look-” 

As subtle as you could, you leaned down and peeked around the booth’s backrest and your heart stopped.

The people walking through the doors were unmistakable even with their features hidden behind masks and ballcaps. Dressed casually now after a long night of performing were five members of Seventeen. You recognized Joshua and Seokmin first, seeing as they barely covered their faces with the masks, behind them was Jihoon, Vernon, and Seungkwan. They had taken a booth not far from you, a few tables back. 

You had shrunk down in your seat, covering your mouth with both hands to keep yourself from saying or doing anything stupid. To your displeasure, your heart was ready to beat out of your chest. Taking a moment, you looked at yourself from as close to head to toe as you could and let out the quietest gaps. 

“Yah- I’m still in fucking pink and blue-” You whispered, wrapping your arms around yourself. “Oh my god this is the most embarrassing thing that could have happened.” 

Kazuki cleared his throat, staring across the table to you, “Um, sweetie, it’s rose quartz and serenity.” 

“I’m going to fucking stab you with a fork.” You deadpanned.

Across from you, Jamie had the widest, stupidest grin focused fight on you. The surprise that had hit him was washed away quickly as he nudged Kazuki with his shoulder. “Tonight I might win the bet.” 

“Bet? You seriously have a bet? For what?” You continued to whisper, sitting up now but clearly frazzled. 

“Don’t worry about it.” Kazuki was trying to hold himself back from laughing, waving you off. 

Scowling at both of them, you glanced across and stood. “I’ll be right back-” And in a hurry, you made a slight dash for the bathroom, hoping the members didn’t see you. 

Taking a moment to calm your breathing and the racing of your heart, you leaned against the sink, looking at yourself in the mirror. You had tied your hair up after the concert to cool off and thankfully your make up held up. Pulling a paper towel from the holder, you doused it in cold water and dabbed it around your face to cool your skin off.

It’d be fine, they wouldn’t notice you, and you wouldn’t bother them because it wasn’t your place. Would it be extraordinary to be able to say hi? Yes, but they didn’t deserve a fan coming up to them when they were trying to relax and eat after a long day. Giving yourself another once over, you nodded and left the bathroom. 

Moving around the door, you were met with a firm chest running right into you, hands catching on your forearms to steady both of you. 

It felt as if lightning struck you, well if you knew what that felt like, and your vision went dark and blurry. A rush of shock traveled down your spine, each muscle tensing up and you could have sworn the floor had been pulled out from under you. Your recently calmed heart was beating rapidly and breathing was difficult. You couldn’t get a grip on reality with the room spinning, but you felt the continued hold of the stranger’s hands on your arms, attempting to ground yourself with that alone. 

All at once, a rush of emotions flooded back into your system; happiness, fear, anxiety, so many more you were unable to name at the moment. Despite the fog that clouded your mind, you could hear someone’s voice but the words were just muddling together.

The haze broke not long after and euphoria and serenity settled in your chest. As your vision cleared, dizziness set in and you tried to shake the feeling away, however you moved too quickly and your legs collapsed. Similar to you, you hear another body clatter to the floor. 

“ Ah! Catch them-” 

Feeling arms wrap around you, you limplessly rested against them to regain your senses. 

“It’s okay, Y/N..” A familiar voice whispered, moving hair out of your face. “Just take a minute, it’s a lot to take in.” The more they spoke, the more you recognized it as Kazuki. 

Blinking a few times, you felt stable enough to finally lift your head and look around. To your surprise, you were met with the concerned faces of your friends but also the members of Seventeen. Looking between each of their faces, your eyes landed on the face in a similar state to yours, disoriented and confused. 

Visibly you paused, eyebrows furrowed together and suddenly it hit you. “Oh my fucking god, you have to be fucking kidding me.” You didn’t realize how loud you were until a chorus of laughter from Seokmin and Seungkwan uproared. 

“You owe me a hundred bucks!” Jamie cheered victoriously, only increasing the confusion. “I told you so!” 

Eye contact never leaving Jihoon’s, you never expected him to puff out a laugh. “Hey! Don’t laugh at that!” You switched to your second language easily. “ If you were me, would you expect your soulmate to literally be an idol you just watched perform on stage?” 

Jihoon couldn’t hold back from laughing now, rubbing a hand over his face to at least hide some of the embarrassment that was written on it. “ To be fair, I placed that you were a carat once the tickets were released. ” 

“ Can we get you both off the floor and back to that table? This is cute and all but I’m starving.” Seungkwan waved his hand, motioning back towards the tables both groups once occupied. 

Vernon was already helping Jihoon up, the latter soon reaching his hand out to you. From your position on the floor, you stared up at him for a moment, still in disbelief, however you took his hand. The spark that rushed down your spine had butterflies fluttering in your stomach and with ease, Jihoon pulled you up. In that moment, you took the time to just…look at him. At this point the makeup was gone from his face, the product that was still in his hair was brushed to make it more moveable. He seemed to be taking in your features as well, both caught up in whatever moment, hands not letting go just yet. You were shorter than him by a handful of inches but it was negligible. 

“ They are off in their own world already.” 

“It’s sickening.” 

“Yah, don’t act like you don’t stare at Vernonie like that.” 

Jamie had gone back to speak to a waitress from what you could gather to set up a table for all of you. Hearing the chatter, you and Jihoon both tore your gazes from each other. You felt your cheeks heat up in response to it. Though slightly embarrassed, Jihoon didn’t let your hand go as he walked with you to the dining area. Jamie and Joshua being the kind people they were had taken it upon themselves to help the poor waitress move the tables together. 

Before you knew it, Jihoon had pulled a chair out for you, watching with wide eyes to see if you’d take his silent offer. To your defense, you knew he’d look like a kicked puppy if you didn’t so you sat down, watching as he let your hand go and sat beside you. Your clear purse was dropped on the table in front of you by Kazuki who sat to your left – being a bit protective – across from him was Jamie. Looking across the table you saw Seokmin and Seungkwan across from you and Jihoon with Vernon across from Joshua. 

“ We had already placed our orders before this whole ordeal.” Jamie started, with Seokmin beside him nodding and stating they had too. 

Folding your hands in your lap, you kept your gaze low but could feel the eyes of a few new companions staring. How do you interact with a group of idols when one of them is your soulmate? Yeah, no one had written a fancy scholar book on that one. Not that it would have helped in this situation to be fair. The idle noise of the waitress walking around, the quiet music from the speakers, and shifting in seats was starting to gnaw at the reality. 

“ I’m Y/N by the way.” You managed to mutter out, cracking your knuckles under the table. You motioned towards your friends. “ Kazuki and Jamie.” 

“ Nice to meet you!” Across the table, Seokmin was leaning forward with his elbows on the table, a bright smile – one you’ve said was the sun itself – aimed in your direction. “ And you probably already know who we are. ” He winked, only wishing to tease you, which made you want to fall into the abyss. 

“ How do you know Korean?” You hear Jihoon speak up, leaning back to be more comfortable in the chair. “ You don’t have that bad of an accent.” 

“I took up classes online in highschool and majored in linguistics and international business in college. I handle business with Korea almost daily and my team focuses on that. I guess when you use it a lot you get used to it.” You see a few of them nod. 

The waitress came out to break the tension in the air with your food and it dawned on you that you were ungodly hungry. Eating in relative silence gave you a moment to process everything.

Number one, your soulmate was Lee Jihoon of Seventeen. You know, a worldwide super star, loved by many, an amazing producer, made all of the songs you loved so much. 

Number two, you were soulmates with Lee fucking Jihoon of Seventeen and he was sitting beside you, eating a god damn fully loaded cheese burger at a diner in New York at midnight.

Number three, everything was about to change – you knew that – but you also knew that stressing about it would make everything so much worse. 

As the group ate, Seungkwan was the first to break the ice again. Hearing your name being called, you looked up, fork holding a bundled serving of gravy and cheese covered fries about to be devoured. 

“ Now you have to be honest here,” You watch as he rests his elbow on the table and holds his chin in his hand, the other having his fork pointed at you. “ Who is your bias in Seventeen?”  

Jamie and Kazuki both choke on their food, clearly trying to hold in the laughter that was still sputtering out between coughs. Seungkwan had the most cocky grin plastered on his face while Seokmin was buzzing with excitement. A quick look at Jihoon showed he too was interested in the answer, even a look of hope lingering in his eyes. 

You were about to break this poor man’s heart- 

“ Well- Okay so I think having a bias in Seventeen is unfair, you know?” You began which only egged Jamie on to start wheeze-laughing, only fueling the flush creeping onto your cheeks to flare more. “ There is just so many of you guys and it’s hard to pick-” 

“Oh god my sides hurt-” Jamie cut in, leaning away from Seokmin and trying to catch his breath.

“Just give it up-” Kazuki snorted, “ You aren’t gonna win- ” 

You had placed your fork down, covering your face with both hands as you laughed at yourself, not wanting the others to see the dejected look on your face. “Don’t laugh, please, I will cry-” 

“It can’t be that bad, I think Jihoonie would understand.” Despite the reassurance in Joshua’s voice, you didn’t feel any better. 

“ It’s Scoups.” 

The table erupted in chaos. Pure. Chaos. Laughter, comments, even playful bullying was aimed towards Jihoon mainly. 

Deep in your chest, you felt the smallest pang of jealousy but amusement nestled beside it. You found yourself laughing too, looking over to your soulmate only to find him shaking his head with disbelief written across his face. A part of you was happy he wasn’t annoyed, but the jealousy was understandable given the situation. 

You don’t know how long you were sitting at the table. After the wonderful question Seungkwan asked, things just felt more…normal. While you were still a little anxious, talking to them like normal people rather than idols was nice, comfortable even. Beside you, Jihoon had scooted his chair the slightest bit closer and naturally you found yourself leaning towards him with no prompting, more like you were drawn to him. 

“ Oh shit, I forgot my phone was on do not disturb.” Hearing Joshua curse had you leaning forward to see if everything was okay. “ Managers are looking for us, it’s two in the morning. I’m letting them know where we are so they can come get us. We have to tell them about Y/N.” 

Waving the waitress over, you whispered to her and slid her your card, wanting to pay for everyone. A complaint was heard from your side and a card was raised into your vision. 

“Use this, please.” Jihoon’s voice spoke up in English. “ Don’t argue.” He aims the second half of his words to you. 

The waitress looks to you and winks, taking Jihoon’s card and leaves your card in your hand. 

“ Did you just-” 

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” He cuts you off, sitting back once more and fiddled around with notifications on his phone. The waitress came back soon and returned the card and the receipt. 

“Ridiculous.” 

It takes little to no time for one of the three managers – the newest one, you note–  that wrangles Seventeen to walk in with one of their security personnel not far behind, a mask covering his face, but confusion and worry furrowing his eyebrows. 

“Who is this?” The newcomer's voice was on high alert, eying you and your friends. 

Before you could answer, Jihoon raises his wrist, gently taking yours into his other hand to show the timers at zero. There was a long pause, the manager just deadpan staring at the scene before him. Jihoon had released your arm but placed his own on the back of your chair. The unknown expression was stirring up uneasiness, it was radiating through the bond you shared and you felt the arm draped behind the chair come to rest against your shoulders. 

“ And no warning to me? Come on, we’ve talked about this-” The manager complained, an exasperated look gracing his face as he tugged the mask down. “ She is going to need to come back with us and sign NDAs, talk with the other two and we’d need to get her filled in on flights-” The tangent he began was a long winded one, you felt tired just hearing everything you needed to do.

For the second time tonight it dawned on you. Everything was about to change. You’d be traveling with him, moving across the world, adapting to a whole new way of living because of this. You’d be leaving your friends and your family, having to navigate something with a partner you’ve literally just met- 

You didn’t realize you were spiraling until Jihoon was turning your chair to him, both hands placed firmly on your shoulders. What was worse? You were on the brink of an anxiety attack. The panicked expression Jihoon wore only managed to make you feel worse because you  were making him feel that way. While the touch of your soulmate was keeping you grounded and the bond was trying its damnedest to alleviate the panic, you didn’t know how to voice more. 

As if he was miles away, you hear Jamie say something and soon you were being pulled into firm arms, encompassing you in a tight hug. He was pulling your head down to his shoulder, giving you the space to hide the oncoming tears from everyone’s view. Apologies were weakly falling from your lips, hoping to compose yourself soon yet the realization hurt. You just didn’t know it would hurt this bad.

[strljaem]

"I can't believe I ended up in here."

inspired by ; Transformers (2007)

💿 : my love, justin timberlake.

Na Jaemin sat in the back of his father’s yellow car, watching the rain streak across the windshield. He was nervous. He always got nervous when he saw you. You were the popular girl at school, known for your long wavy brown-black hair, beautiful light brown eyes, and a perfectly toned body that looked like it belonged on the cover of a magazine. You had a kind, friendly personality, were athletic, and excelled in academics. Everyone liked you, but Jaemin was just a name in the background, someone who admired from afar but never quite had the courage to approach.

The rain made the school parking lot glisten, reflecting the yellow of Jaemin's car. He'd begged his dad for this car, hoping it would give him the confidence to make a move. But every time he saw you with Jeno, your boy best friend, his resolve crumbled. Jeno was one of the popular football players, always surrounded by a crowd of fans. He had a habit of gaslighting you, making you feel insignificant. Yet you remained friendly, going with the flow even when he treated you poorly.

One day, after school, Jaemin sat in his car, debating whether to approach you when he saw you with Jeno and your group of friends. You were laughing, but Jaemin sensed a hidden tension. He saw Jeno invite you into his pickup truck, and you agreed, though you didn’t seem as enthusiastic as usual. Something about the situation felt off, and Jaemin’s curiosity got the better of him. He decided to follow, keeping a safe distance.

The rain had stopped, but the clouds lingered as Jaemin tailed you and Jeno. The pickup led him to a secluded spot by the beach, under the shade of some trees. He parked a little farther back, watching as you got out of Jeno's truck, clearly agitated. Jeno followed you, pleading, but you brushed him off, yelling at him. Jaemin saw Jeno try to grab your hand, but you pushed him away, storming off toward the beach. Jeno kicked the dirt in frustration and got back into his truck, speeding off, leaving you alone.

Jaemin knew this was his chance. He started the car and drove slowly toward you, rolling down the window as he approached. He couldn't see your face at first, just your waist, dressed in a pink crop top and short jeans. You were holding a Prada sling bag, and your heels clicked against the pavement. Jaemin was a little flustered by the sight but lowered his gaze to catch your attention.

"Hey, do you want to come in for a ride?" he asked, trying to sound casual despite the nervousness in his voice.

You turned to him, still fuming from your argument with Jeno, but you didn't want to be rude. You nodded and got into the car without saying a word, staring out the window. Jaemin smiled to himself, glad that he'd finally gotten you in his car. He started driving, but the silence between you was heavy. He glanced over at you, still leaning against the window, and felt a pang of anxiety.

"I can't believe I ended up in here," you said, breaking the silence, but your words were heavy with frustration.

Jaemin's heart sank. "I'm sorry. If you're uncomfortable, I can stop and let you out here," he offered, genuinely concerned.

You shook your head. "No, no, it's not your fault. It's fine. Thank you for offering me a ride," you replied, flashing him a quick smile. Jaemin's heart fluttered at the sight of your smile. He looked away, his cheeks flushing, and focused on the road.

The car ride continued in relative silence until you broke it with a question. "What's your name again? I know we go to the same school, but..." You trailed off, pretending to forget his name.

"Jaemin. My name's Jaemin," he replied, a little stutter in his voice.

"Oh, right, Jaemin. Sorry, I'm really bad with names," you said with a sheepish smile. "I'm—"

"You're y/n," he interrupted, almost too quickly.

You blinked, surprised that he knew your name. But then you remembered you were one of the most popular people at school; of course, he'd know who you were. You laughed it off, trying to lighten the mood.

The car continued down the road until, suddenly, it stalled. Jaemin panicked, trying to restart it, but it wouldn't turn over. He glanced at you with a worried expression, giving a nervous chuckle. You sighed and stepped out of the car, tying your hair in a bun as you walked to the front. Jaemin followed, watching as you opened the hood and started inspecting the engine. He was impressed by how effortlessly you checked the components, explaining what might be wrong, but he couldn't hear a word you were saying. He was too focused on the way your hair moved with the breeze and how easily you maneuvered around the engine.

"Jaemin?" you called, snapping him back to reality. He looked at you, flustered. "Were you listening to me?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah," he said, though it was clear he hadn't heard a thing. You rolled your eyes playfully and told him to try starting the car again. He got in and turned the key, and the engine roared back to life. Jaemin cheered, and you smiled, closing the hood and getting back in the car.

"My dad owns a mechanic shop, so I've learned a thing or two about cars," you explained, brushing your hands together to remove any dirt. Jaemin nodded, impressed. He couldn't believe he was fanboying over someone who seemed to be good at everything.

Jaemin started driving again, both of you chatting about school and friends. He made a few jokes, and you laughed, making him feel more at ease. When he finally pulled up to your house, Jaemin couldn't help but stare at you as you prepared to leave. You bit your lip and smiled, “Thank you,” escaping your lips with the sweetest tone ever that actually gave Jaemin the feeling that he would kneel and propose to you on the spot.

"No problem," he replied, his heart racing, but he acted cool. You winked at him before getting out of the car, your hips swaying as you walked toward your front door. Jaemin watched, unable to tear his eyes away. When you disappeared inside, he let out a cheer, turning on the radio to Justin Timberlake's "My Love," feeling on top of the world as he drove away.

[arilynn170]

Me in the BTD world

Not my art

Full name: Ariana Lynn Brymer

Name pronounce: Ar-i-an-na

Nickname: Ari or Anna

Pronouns: She/Her

Age: 17 years old about to be 18

Birthday: August 26th

Nationality: American

Height: 4'8 feet tall

Weight: 123 pounds

Breed: human hybrid cat demon

Favorite season: summer

Favorite food: BBQ and jelly meatballs and pizza

Favorite drink: Dr pepper

Favorite snack: gummies

Favorite movie: Borat

Favorite show: Garfield show

Favorite smell: perfume and lavender

Favorite song: Heart Shaped Glasses by Marilyn Manson

Favorite artist: Marilyn Manson

Favorite color: pink and light purple

Wears: heart shaped sunglasses, pink bows, dresses, shorts, crop tops, high heels, pink nail polish and chokers

In love with: Ren Hana

Likes: going to parks to play on swings, cats, keychains, rock and pop music, makeup and kissing and cuddling with Ren, spreading money and watch YouTube videos

Hates: mean people, being sad, clowns, snakes, spiders, rap music, dogs, my dad who abandoned me, people who do drugs mostly meth addicts and storms

Mental disorders: Depression, anxiety and mild tourettes (I have all those in real life I went to the mental hospital to get help)

Favorite year: 2018 to 2019

Graduated: 2024

Lives with: My momma

Father figure: my paw paw but he passed away in November 8th, 2020

[georgi-girl]

Trolls Character Fusions

I love the idea of trolls fusing together through dance like in Steven Universe. 

Here are some Troll fusions I thought of. Some of which are inspired by SU fusions. Note that when trolls from the same tribe fuse, they just become a bigger troll. When trolls from different tribes fuse, they gain extra limbs and appendages. 

Poppy + Branch = Treetop: Violet skin, dark purple hair streaked with rainbow colors, left eye is blue, right eye is pink. Name is inspired by another fan fusion on Deviantart. Treetop use plural pronouns, and their cloths are similar to Poppy’s “hippie” outfit in the TWT climax; crop top, bell bottoms, snazzy leaf jacket. They’re inspired by SU fusion Stevonie, they even have their own jungle adventure. Personality is both adventurous and cautious. Their preferred song style is Broadway showtunes, such as Let Me Entertain You and Seasons of Love. 

Quincy + Essence = Quintessence: Blue and violet stripes divided by metal tinsel with a magnificent hairdo. Uses plural pronouns. Clothes are gold and silver robes. Heavily inspired by Garnet, I even imagine them to be voiced by Estelle. Personality is calm at all times. Preferred song style is classic R&B. 

Cooper + Darnel = DC: Giant pink Funk troll with gold and silver tinsel. Dreadlocks are short on one side and long on the other. Uses he/him pronouns. Sounds like both brothers speaking at once. Personality is impulsive and super friendly. Basically, a long-necked puppy. Preferred song style is Hip Hop (of course) 

Snack Pack (Bigs, Smidge, Guy, Fuzzbert, Suki, Satin, Chenille, Cooper + Darnell) = Prism: Every bodypart is a different color. Blue torso, pink head, yellow left arm, orange right arm, red left leg, silver right leg. Has two extra limbs that are pink on the left, blue on the right.  Hair resembles a colorful pinwheel. Uses plural pronouns. Likes to scuttle around on all six limbs like a bug. Mad Hatter-type personality. Often repeats themself and talks to themself. Poppy and Branch will sometimes join the fusion, and Prism will become longer and extra segmented. Their clothing is a colorful one-piece disco suit. 

Poppy + Barb = PopRocks: Two queens that want to prove themselves in different ways, this fusion is reserved for emergencies. Black skin with pink freckles and pink eyes. Extra long mohawk that starts out red and fades to pink. Three arms, two on the right side. Uses she/her pronouns. Her clothing is a blue tube top and leather shorts. Personality is bombastic and unpredictable. Speaks in a Yiddish Brooklyn accent. Preferred song style is poprock ballads, hence the name. Inspired by Smokey Quartz from SU. 

Darnel + Trollex = Tritan: any fusion between Funk and Techno resembles a Chinese water dragon. Tritan has purple and lilac stripes with long flowing teal hair. He uses he/him pronouns. His personality is cheerful and playful. Song style is eighties movie soundtracks. 

Val Thundershock + Gust Tumbleweed = Sherrif Storm: (because gust, thunder, you get it) Country Rock centaur with orange skin, purple hair and black haunches. Uses both she/he pronouns. Very passionate, sometimes overzealous. Favorite song is Hoedown Throwdown. 

Minuet + Blaze = Figuero: Inspired by Sardonyx from SU. Very tall, and elegant, with yellow skin and purple curly hair. Clothing resembles a black tuxedo. Has four eyes and bat wings. Very showy and stylish, like a magician. Uses she/him pronouns. Song style is classic rock (lots of Chuck Barry and Buddy Holly) 

Brozone Fusion = Brother Blue. However different the individual brothers are, their fusion is the most quintessentially chilled-out dudebro. He’s blue, with five colored hair arranged from oldest to youngest. He’s got aspects of every Brozone member, such as JD’s goggles and Floyd’s earring. He’s voiced by Jerry Trainor and calls everyone Bro or Bra. Song style is (naturally) boy band songs. 

Trollstopia Fusion (Synth, Laguna, Dante, Minuet, Gust, Holly, Milton, Meadow, Rythm, Blues, Lownote, Demo, Val, Blaze) = Spectrum. All the tribes combined into a six-armed, Bergen-sized giant. Skin color changes depending on mood. Hair resembles the Lady GlitterSparkles wig, except it waves around like octopus tentacles. Inspired by Fluorite from SU; laidback personality and slow way of speaking. Uses all the pronouns. Song style is any style. 

More to come later on. 

[hazbinned]

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘.

Copy categories and replace words with your own!

VALENTINO.

𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐒:

red, purple, pink, black, gold, yellow, fuchsia, white

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒:

firewood, patchouli, cherry, strawberry, incense, cannabis, overuse of perfume/cologne, sweet treats, chocolate, pomegranate, leather, smoke, musk, nicotine

𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐍:

fur coats, fishnets, heels, heart glasses, zebra/animal print, gold chains, feathers, jewelry, moth motif, pimp hats, flared pants, dress shirts, lingerie, crop tops, rings, heart shapes, stripes, leather, light/dark, unbuttoned shirts, showing skin, crushed velvet, stuck in the 70's but also not

𝐎𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒:

bedazzled handguns, pimped-out cars, golden tooth, love potions, phone with moth motif case, fast food, bubble tea, limousine, disco balls, sketchbook, glitter pens, someone else's takeout, pink smoke, cigarette holder, exotic plants, vinyl records, rhinestones, 'adult magazines', speeding tickets, cocktails, pinup posters, parrots, chains, CASH MONEY!

𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄:

giggling, bouncing on feet, suggestive grins, sashaying, folding arms, hands on hips, middle finger, getting up in your business, narrowed eyes, storming off, dancing for no reason, being grabby, fake-hitting, licking his teeth, kissing, petting, finger guns, dramatic hand gestures, limp wrist, smirking, digging his claws in, making advances, balling fists, poisonous glares, stomping, slapping, kicking, attacking when mad

𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒:

drinking yourself into a stupor, using a hairbrush as a microphone, disco parties, the 70s, dance floors, clubbing, neon lights, a convertible speeding down an empty street, blasting loud music out the car windows, bloody knuckles, chains, shattered mirrors, washed-out photographs, looking in from the outside, bubble baths, using up all the hot water, mismatched friends, an especially bad trip, Valentine's Day, gagging on your own smoke, sparkly paint, night life in the city, strip clubs, carelessness, sunset, rose-tinted lenses, cycles of hurt, becoming the tyrant, blood-spattered gifts, sleeping too late, losing yourself, the mess on the floor after the party

tagged by: @angie-long-legs and @sirserpentine THANKS PALS!!!!!

tagging: @hostradio @fizzapop @staticintone @hellmxses @poisonedspider @spidersins

[hamamatsu-divison]

"it's cold, not the weather, my heart"

Indtroduction

Eden Yamamura also know by his moniker "Ember" is the second member of hamamatsu's division team trickstar

A highschool student with a apathyc aura but at the same time someone kind and joy he's a bit hedonist but calm musician aspirant

he joined to the DRB for get fun, discover himself and help nellie on his research (and get free his sadic side) but he is also in the DRB for protect his older brother, something that Eden consider as his main goal in the DRB

Eden is a teenager of a bit short stature with blonde long hair up in a high ponytail with split bangs and blue highlights ,his eyes are electric purple with a calm look on them

He dresses in a male and femenine way

When he dress male wear a sleeveless black leather crop top under a pale pink and gray loose butonned flannel shirt,ripped black jeans and leather black boots with silver buckles,his accesories are a black rose ring and a Vivianne Westwood ring,a black chocker and a bracelet with a gold star

And when he dress femenine he wear a short red dress with ruffles on the chest and bell sleeves,fishnet stockings and black boots with a leather jacket with the same accesories and a pearl necklace

In both dress ways he wear makeup, nail polish and colorful hair extenssions

Aliases

"Ember" (artistic name) (by himself)

"Mr.fortune" (gamertag)

Son (by Nellie)

Otouto (by Aoba and Kururi)

Eden Chan (by Kaede)

"the succubus"

Biographical info

Gender-male

Age-15

Birthday-november 11th

Ethnicity-japanese

Hair color-blonde with blue reflects

Eye color-electric purple

Height-167cm

Star sign-scorpio

Piercings-lobes,double helix,bellybutton

Markings-henna tattoo in both hands,discolored bruises in the legs and arms,burn scars in upper arms

Family

Biological father (desceased)

Biological mother (desceased)

Adoptive father

Older half-brother

Older half-sister

Boyfriend (desceased)

Cat pet

Voiced by-Kamui (rapping)

Fun facts

MC name: Ember

Occupation: highschool student/underground musician

Division:hamamatsu

Team:trickstar

Position:2th member

Favorite food:strawberry shortcake

Least favorite food: sushi

Likes:making friends,coffee with milk,sunlit naps,old rock bands,roller skating,his siblings,rock music, milkshakes, do underground perfomances,draw, Vivienne Westwood clothes,videogames,sweets, cats, Kaede's rose garden, shenanigans with Kururi,foxes,fire,songwritting,his band,his guitar,philosophy, belly dance, Elliot Shimizu

Dislike: big dogs,storm nights,Nellie's insomnia nights,"vultures" (guys) around Aoba,see his siblings have "episodes",Ramuda Amemura, sacharine pop music, think on Makoto's suicide

Hypnosis microphone

Eden's hypnosis microphone is a black obsidian dagger with amethysts embedded with a windscreen on the handle

His speakers takes the form of a huge pink and white spider web with a black spider on it,the speader is black and have pink circular speakers on it's middle and several pink speakers with heart shape in all the spider web, when Eden starts to rap the heart speakers seems to "beat" and irraidiate a darker pink glow

His rap ability is called "addicted" ,with his ability Eden can rap some flirt and seductive verses who desinhibes his opponent and make them feel a "high" who left them open to a attack, Eden only can use it until finish his stamina

Eden's rap themes are around nocturnal life,his hedonism and how night can be more fun than the day, his rap themes are about how he can do lot of people wishing him and he love it, in that sense his rap it's darker when Eden raps about how he is a not human being,and the poor men who fell on his seductive words and acts just to end his vitality by him, in that sense Eden feel no shame of be explicit and make references to sex and how he slept (or sleep) with people who after it they "falled into the abyss" for him

Eden often make references to the stories of succubus and Incubus,how he's a succubus and people are his preys from he can feeding and saciate his hungry of energy

,also rap about music and his underground perfomances,how he want to protect his family and friends and the quite bloody things he will do if the are damaged , strangely Eden also raps with references to winter, especially "that winter where i losed my love"

He raps with a low and seductive voice who make all the people hear him

Personality

Eden is calm but sociable who enjoys talk with people and making friends,in certain way his personality could be comparable with his sister Kururi in the sense of being talkative and extroverted than their older brother Aoba and he likes help the people he love how he can,like trying help nellie to closer to his crush Kisouna Yuzairu or taking care Kururi and Aoba when they are suffering episodes (bipolar episode in Aoba's case or DID in Kururi's) he is (like Kururi) protective with Aoba and he isn't ashamed of admit that he joined to the DRB to protect him

But he isn't completely a good person after all like his siblings he have a dark side,in the deep he is afraid of being alone and with people he's closer is fiercely protective and he don't mind kill and shed blood if someone hurt his friends and siblings (and he has done it),besides like Aoba and Kururi he have pyromaniac tendencies and feel fascination when he set on fire rest of trash or in general see fire

Eden also have hedonists beliefes and enjoys out during the night partying,flirting with boys and girl,rollerskating at night or simply having fun, Eden is quite flirty and seductive,aware of his physical and sexual attractive Eden is not afraid of use it for his benefit he also admit how he had sex often and enjoy it...but not only for simple pleasure not. some people said when Eden is making out or when his desire grow,people around him seems to be more "open to sleep with him and more desinhibes" and some who slept with him said that "his eyes has a pink glow", Eden is aware of that and enjoys of his supernatural abilities even if that make him no completely human but he still being a good person

Trivia

He calls Aoba "neesa" a form of say "nee-san" (big sister)

Eden have dyed blue reflects in the hair to have at least one similar with his siblings

Eden isn't ashamed of say he's in the DRB in parte for "protect neesa" (for Aoba's consternation)

Eden can skateboarding and roller skating and he often go to other cities for skateboarding/roller skating

He think is funny when people get surprise when they found that him, Kururi and Aoba are siblings (and usually Aoba is the one who explain that Eden look like their mother)

He's openly bisexual but admit have preference for guys

His favorite band is "the sex pistols" and his favorite fashion designer is Vianne Westwood

He's a musician aspirant and often do rock perfomances with his band in underground livehouses and underground music halls, sometimes in bars and restaurants

He's usually do shenanigans or get into troubles with his sister Kururi,and both are working together for protect Aoba from "vultures" but he keep an eye in Yuki Kuraokami from sapporo

Eden is the most mentally stable beetwen his siblings but considering some thing that isn't much

Eden's abilities can desinhibes people around him and aument the sexual desire (of others and himself),he use it when he's out in the night or perfoming,the part of sexual desire use it when he needs to feed of human energy

[starysky1289]

Toxic!Sorority!Vanessa X Reader. Dior.

A/N: sorry if this isn’t fantastic, been having a lil trouble writing, fics may be coming fewer and farther between, only because I wanna post stuff that’s good and worth reading. But I do hope yall enjoy this.

TW: Toxic relationship, Manipulation, Gaslighting

“ You did what? “

“ I got myself a job at the mall!! I’ll be working at Dior!! I’ll be able to pay off my student loans easier now. “

Vanessa’s icy eyes stared at you. This job was a bit of a last resort, your loans where piling up and you felt that if you didn’t start paying now, you never would. You knew Vanessa was upset, but why would she be? She didn’t have to spend any more money on you, she wouldn’t need to baby you.

“ and you did this. Without telling me. You just decided to go and get a job?? Why don’t you talk to me! “

“ cause I wanted to surprise you Vanessa!! And now, I’ll be more independent, you won’t need to spend money on me anymore. Plus, right now I’m only working Thursdays,Fridays, and Saturdays, so we’ll still have plenty of time to hang out. “

Vanessa’s gaze shortened, as she grabbed your wrist, pulling you closer to her. You where lucky you where on the campus, who knows what she’d do to you if you where at the house.

“ I don’t want you independent. You should be spending your time with me. God knows why I let you live in the dorm. I can’t with you right now y/n. “

Vanessa let go of your wrist and stormed off. You sighed, turning back to your dorm building. She was just protective of you, she didn’t want people near you. You’d be fine, she’ll get used to it soon.

*~*

You wore a simple beige shirt and black cardigan, as well as some simple jeans. It was your first official day on the floor, and you were simply assigned with fixing displays and putting the new bags out on the floor.

You were going through the boxes, pulling out the beautiful leather bags, gently placing them them onto the displays. You heard the click of heel’s against the marble floor, figuring it was just your manager checking on you.

“ well, if it isn’t my princess. Look at you, working. “

You turned around, your heart almost skipping a beat. Vanessa stood before you, wearing a pink checkered coat and black crop top, along with a white skirt. A bit more revealing than what she’d normally wear in public, but she probably had a party after this.

“ Vanessa! It’s great see you! Yes I love this job, it’s so simple and the people are great. I’m really happy I did this “

“ I don’t like how you’re not home. With me. But I suppose I’ll just, get over it. Never-mind that….don’t you just look gorgeous~ “

Vanessa stepped closer, and cupped a hand against your clothed heat. You gasped, trying to push her away.

“ n-no Vanessa. Not h-here! I’m working….”

“ im just making sure she’s alright dear…I haven’t played with you in a while, huh dear? “

“ n-Nessa….”

Vanessa snickered, pulling back and glancing around the store. You turned back to the bags, red hot in the face.

“ I think I’ll just look around, make sure no one messes with you dear. “

“ there’s security, I’ll be fine Vanessa… “

Vanessa only clicked her tounge, before walking off. You sighed, turning back to your work. You knew she’d keep bothering you at work, even if it messed you up her own schedule. You saw your manager walking over and tried to busy yourself again

“ hey, y/n. Everything ok? Saw something happen with that girl. “

“ alls ok, that was my girlfriend. She just came to check up on me, I’m getting back to work right now. “

“ alright,well, just make sure she dosnt keep interrupting you. “

“ yes maam…”

You sighed, looking at the hand bags you’d never be able ti afford by yourself. You didn’t wanna admit it to yourself, but you wanted this job, needed it. You just wanted to be yourself around people, and not the quiet, shy, obedient girl you were for Vanessa. But that’s just how you were, always willing to listen, desperate to please.

*~*

Vanessa would always come and visit almost every day you worked. Be it just passing by or coming in. And everyday something was off. One day some of the wallets where tossed around the display table, another the bags where out of there color coded order, which put your manager is tizzy.

One day, Vanessa came in with half the soroity. Why wouldn’t they, it was the yearly sale, and they all needed a new bag.

“ y/n, baby, why don’t you help me hold all this. And why don’t you choose something you want, for working so hard “

“ V-Vanessa I have to- “

“ Y/N. I told you to be restocking the shoes, there practically flying off the shelf’s. If you can’t- oh! Ms Shelly! I’m so sorry to interrupt your shopping. “

You looked between Vanessa and your manager bewildered.

“ it’s no issue, y/n was just going to help me and the girls shop, I hope you don’t mind “

“ not at all maam! Y/n. Ms Shelly is one of our top buyers, you’ll be best behaved for her and help her and her party with whatever they need. “

You knew better than to argue, and simply nodded, following Vanessa around the store, standing silently besides her as she and the girls shoped throughout the store.

“ your such a good little helper y/n. Here, I’ll get you this, it’s cute, isn’t it “

Vanessa tossed you a little pink wallet, 560 dollar, although on sale it would only be about 450, not like it changed much. A roar of laughter distracted you, you located it coming from the group of girls by dresses.

“ n-ness will you quiet them d-down…there disturbing the peace-“

“ don’t make me get your manager, sweetheart. You’ve been so obedient now, let the girls have fun “

Vanessa kissed you gently, and snickered, pulling you away to the next section. Something about this job made you feel even more worthless than you were before. People where rude to you, and you where taught that putting yourself first in this job was rude and horrible. You’d rather be home with Vanessa, listening to her talk about the latest gossip, and having someone to ramble about your writings, even if she didn’t listen.

You helped carry the bags and shoes to the register, leaving Vanessa to her own for now.

“ baby, real quick. “

You turned around, Vanessa slipped you the wallet and smirked.

“ all payed for, you keep it. I love you baby..thank you for helping me~ “

“ oh, t-thank you nessy. I love you too, I’ll see you tonight. “

You kissed her gently, and turned back to your work, feeling warmer and bubblier than usual.

*~*

“ Y/N!! My office, now! “

You quickly turned from your work, you’d never hear your manager this angry. You made you way over your her, and followed her into the office. You sat in the chair across from her, trying not to seem scared.

“ your fired. “

“ W-what?? No, n-No why?? “

“ why? You’ve stolen from us, and you carry it around with you like it’s nothing! “

You quickly understood what she ment. You pulled out the wallet, staring between it and your manager.

“ no, Vanessa bought this for me! She gave it to me- “

“ now your blaming our top customer? You were the one working that sector! Give me the wallet. And get out! “

Tears swelled around your eyes, you saw it, Vanessa brought it up to the register, than gave it to you. She wouldn’t steal, she’d never.

You pulled your cards and money out of the wallet and handed it to her, before walking out of the office, and out of the store. You were already sobbing before you even got out of the mall, there wasn’t a bus to take you back to the college yet, so you’d have to call Vanessa.

“ what. “

“ V-Vanessa….i-I need you to come pick me up…t-they fired me. “

You sobbed into the phone, Vanessa went on mute for a moment, before comming back.

“ I’m coming baby. I’m so sorry, what happened? What could you have done? “

“ t-they think I stole the wallet…a-and didn’t belive it when I said you got it for me..”

“ my lord. I’ll be there soon baby, I knew this job would be too much for you. We’ll…snuggle…when we get home, ok baby? “

You sniffled, whipping your face and trying your breath. Vanessa was on your side, she belived you. She’d even comfort you when you’d come back. You needed her. She was the only person who could help you cope with this.

“ ok…thank you Vanessa…I love you..”

“ I love you too sweetheart, I’ll see you soon~ “

[hyperfixation-tangentopia]

So, I just??? Randomly just the motivation for this??? So enjoy more Tealstar stuff ig lol. Tried to do a lot here, not sure how well it worked for me. You can tell I got a little rundown at Tongbi's part, but I was still really determined to finish this, so. Here ya go.

   Chikao loved the storm.

   The smell of fresh rain and the swirl of dark clouds overhead lit up by flashes of lightning that split the sky in two and sent deep, booming thunder rippling over the land was something she could never get tired of.  Every lightning strike lit up her eyes, she could feel the vibration of thunder running deep within her bones, and the entire world was pulled just a little to the side by the chilling winds that whipped past.

   She was fond of the world after a storm, too.  The way the smell of rain lingered for a week afterwards, clouds drifted past so you could see sheets of rain coming down in the distance as they left, the sudden abundance of greens and the pinks and blues and yellows of plants as they sprouted up, the splashing of puddles gathered in random dips in the ground and squishing of deep brown mud as water sunk into the soil.  She loved that.  Loved everything about it.

   And the best part was that she could do it.  On a whim, whenever she wanted, she could summon the clouds and lightning and feel the very storm surging through her bones.  She could feel the world come alive in a way so, so different than it did in the shine of the sun.

   But, unfortunately, not everyone was so welcoming.

   And why weren’t they?  What was even the point of limiting her ability to create storms?  Why did she have to “register” a storm or whatever to create one?  It wasn’t like she was creating out-of-control tornados or setting forests on fire with lightning.  Most of the time, it was just a little rain to give the village crops a boost!

   But the Celestial Realm hadn’t seen it that way.  The first time Nezha had come down to meet her, he had called it “undermining the Jade Emperor’s authority” and “breaking the laws of the Celestial Realm” and “a matter to be taken seriously”.  But honestly?  How could she take someone that had come down to lecture her about why she couldn’t summon rain without paperwork seriously.

   And that was all it had been, for a while.  Something funny, eventually just a friend coming down to spar.  Barely an annoyance.  Not even a concern.

   And then Princess Iron Fan had joined him.  And they’d struggled over the winds of the storm, trying to turn them on each other to gain an advantage.  And then…

   Flash

   And then people had gotten hurt.

   And the Celestial Realm was angry.

   Stealing the Peaches of Immortality from their orchard?  That was probably just the cherry on top.

   But even when they’d come to arrest Chikao for her “crimes” (come on, they were peaches), they’d made a mistake to dare go after Tongbi.

   Chikao sighed quietly as she stared up at the endless night sky, the stars twinkling back at her like tiny diamonds against a sheet of inky paint.  It felt so close when the storm was swirling around it, the wind catching every little loose thing on the ground and throwing around every small hair out of place, but when the night was clear like this and she was laying on the ground beside Tongbi…it felt so, so far away.  She itched for it to be close again, to touch the clouds and feel their water in her hands. 

   She wondered if, in a world where Nezha had time, where Nezha could step away from his celestial duties and just relax for a moment, they could fly around through the clouds and throw water at each other.

   She didn’t live in that world.  She didn’t know.

   “Chikao?” Tongbi’s soft voice pulled Chikao out of her thoughts.

   “Yeah?” Chikao rolled onto her side to look at Tongbi, flattening the grass beneath her. 

   Tongbi’s eyes stayed on the sky as he spoke and his hands picked through the fur on his tail.  His voice was muffled by his dark green scarf as he buried his face into the fabric.  “You won’t let them t-t-take you from me, will you?”

   A small spark of anger flashed in her chest.  She’d said they’d be together forever, and she’d meant it.  No Celestial Realm would change that.  “Of course not.  And I won’t let anyone hurt you, either.”

   Tongbi didn’t respond and Chikao rolled back onto her back with a soft sigh.  She didn’t want Tongbi to worry.  He shouldn’t have had to worry.  She dealt with Nezha and Iron Fan on her own fine, didn’t she?  And then even when more celestials had shown up, she’d dealt with it.  But Tongbi was still worried, and Chikao knew well by then that the only thing that was going to soothe his concern was time.

   Time, or get rid of the Celestial Realm’s meddling completely, but she knew that wasn’t going to happen.

   At least, that’s what she thought, as the days went by and Tongbi slowly felt safe being outside of his library again.  As toddlers and children became teens and adults.  As people aged and grayed and passed.

   Until the Brotherhood reached out with a dream.  A dream of glory and ambition.  A dream of change and prosperity.  A dream of safety and comfort.  A dream of freedom.  A dream of storms.

   A dream of a day storms could freely brew in the days, and the skies would be theirs at night.

   A dream where the Celestial Realm wouldn’t meddle, Nezha could freely come and go, and Tongbi’s concerns would vanish.

   And Chikao took it.

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Tongbi hated surprises.

   The unexpected whirlwind of emotions he wasn’t ready for, having to think on his feet and his mind going blank, only moments to make a decision and if it was the wrong one he was doomed.  The mounting pressure of what felt like a mountain behind his head and the crushing weight of do or die that he just couldn’t pull himself out of.

   And the aftermath was worse.  Because then there were a hundred different feelings all weighing him down like boulders, telling him there was some way to alleviate their weight but not giving him a single how-to.  Sometimes the boulders were hot and sometimes electric and sometimes just heavy, and those meant different things, but he didn’t know what they meant.  But apparently, knowing what they meant and how to sort them out was the very key to getting them under control sometimes, because otherwise every time he thought about the surprise he would trigger another rockslide.

   Physically, Tongbi didn’t mind rocks, boulders, or even mountains.  Feet on the ground, dig his heels in, take a deep breath and move.  He could move boulders, sort out rockslides, split entire mountainsides in two that way.  The boulders he could touch the rough or smooth surfaces of were lighter than the ones that crushed his heart and held him down in the corner with tears spilling onto blurry pages, but never had a texture.

   Fortunately, people were welcoming.

   It had been a strange change after the curious chirps of the monkeys that found him hiding away in caves on Flower Fruit Mountain, but a warm one.  Chikao helped lift the boulders off his chest, explain some of the feelings and help him separate them apart so he could think without folding into a mess of matted fur and heavy emotions. 

   The warm nights of staring up at the stars and pointing out constellations as Chikao worked through his fur were the best nights he’d ever known.  Spending days reading books about the sun aloud and telling Chikao about asteroids that flew by brought him a warmth he could never quite explain.  Even the flower pin he had, with teal and red petals, served as a small comfort when he was alone, to remind him that someone cared.

   Though he had been nervous at first, the village was nice too.  Adults were happy to trust him to read about the phenomenon of eclipses to children and watch meteor showers with them, and the kids were always fascinated by his words and eager to ask questions and learn more.  Even on days where he didn’t have books, several of them were ready to ask questions and listen to him ramble. 

   And even as they grew and had more chores and work to tend to, nobody minded when he sat on a bench and read the afternoon away.

   Tongbi hummed a tune as his eyes scanned across neat words, written with meticulous precision.  Dust kicked up into the air as the click clack of horseshoes went by, but Tongbi was fully absorbed, the rest of the world blurred as he imagined how it would feel to step on the moon.  Would he feel lighter?  Would it feel like stone on earth, or dust, or powder, or something else entirely?  Would the stars look different?  What kind of new star charts could he make from there?

   “I’m bored!” The high-pitched whine of a kid caught his ear.  He almost called out to invite them to read, but…no, they probably didn’t want to hear him.  All of the kids he used to read to were teenagers or adults now, and had too much responsibility to bother listening to him anymore, and the new ones probably didn’t have any interest in him.

   “Hey, this guy’ll read to you about some pretty cool stuff, if you wanna.” Tongbi glanced up from his book to see a teenager with long black hair running down past her shoulders and freckles mixing with the dust and dirt on her face.  He felt a small flower of warmth bloom in his chest.  He knew this kid.  Did she still remember him?

   “Ooo, like what?” One of the children asked as their arms swung back and forth.

    “Well, you know the little white things that are up in the sky every night?” She smiled.

   “Uh-huuuuh.” The kid nodded.

   “Well, he taught me that those are called stars, and they’re actually very, very distant suns.” She said as she walked over to the bench Tongbi was sitting on.

   “Woah!” Three kids followed her, their eyes shining brighter than the sun. 

   “But suns don’t look like that.” Another kid frowned.

   “That’s the fun part.” She sat down in front of Tongbi and skimmed the title of his current book.  “He’ll explain the whole thing.”

   The kids promptly sat down in front of him, staring up with eager curiosity that filled Tongbi with warmth.  He started explaining, slowly at first, then faster when they only seemed more intrigued.  More children, kids playing in the village and teenagers he used to read to just finished with chores, came around him and sat down, enjoying his reading and explanations.

   He hoped this never changed.  And, luckily for him, it didn’t seem that was going to happen. 

   At least, that’s what he thought, as Tongbi’s reading slowly expanded to the entire village.  As toddlers and children became teens and adults.  As people aged and grayed and passed.

   Until the Brotherhood reached out with a risk.  A risk of danger and hostility.  A risk of battle and bloodshed.  A risk of pain and uncertainty.  A risk of imprisonment.  A risk of change.

   A risk of ferocious and bloody battles by day, and wounded and torn foundations by night.

   A risk of the Celestial Realm coming down with all their fury, Nezha would be injured, and Chikao being imprisoned.

   And Tongbi denied it.

   Tongbi denied the dream.  Chikao took the risk.

[lilithpleasant]

some sims questions!!!!

tagged by @pooklet ty!!

What’s your favorite Sims death?

oh gosh, okay, tbh, in general idk if i have a favorite, i do like a classic death by old age just because it makes me feel accomplished, lol, but specifically i think it'd have to be the time forrest bonnet died of cardiac explosion the literal second i hit play once i finished building his house 😂

Alpha CC/Semi-realism or Maxis Match?

idk why but i am definitely more maxis match for ts4 and semi-realistic for ts2? it just feels RIGHT to me

Do you cheat your sims weight?

only for my story sims, in the spirit of keeping things semi-consistent between chapters, because i swear sim stede gains weight faster than any sim i've ever played, and sim ed often ends up TOO BUFF from all of his energized swimming 😂 other than that, i do not, i just let them do their own thing. i dont really use too many custom body shapes for ts2, but definitely coming back to it after playing with the diversity in ts4 has been a bit jarring, but also custom body shapes are a lot of work so. idk what the solution is!

Do you move objects?

is this a real question?

Favorite Mod?

HMMMMMMMMMM! i'd say ACR, the shiftable everything mod, and for ts4 of course ye olde wickedwhims 🤭

First Expansion/Game Pack/Stuff Pack?

idk whatever the first sims 1 ep was??? i think? my friend had it and we played it at her house in 4th grade (well, she played, i watched because she wouldnt let me actually play it, lol) and then my parents bought it for me that easter and ive been hooked ever since 😂

Do you pronounce live mode like aLIVE or LIVing?

living!!!!!!!!!! absolutely mindfuck to realize that some ppl DONT pronounce it that way 😂

Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made?

ed and stede in ts4, altho i didn't TECHNICALLY make their bases, but i have done sooooo much to them and i am so attached they are like my children

prob val in ts2, lol, i am big on fandom sims i guess!!!!

Have you made a simself?

yeah!!!!! in ts2 and 4!

Which is your favorite EA hair color?

uhhhhh, like, for ts4? probably a pink, ofc, lol. natural colors??? idk no preference!

Favorite EA hair?

this is so specific idk i mostly use custom hairs tbh

Favorite life stage?

young adult/adult in ts4 and adult in ts2 for sure

Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay?

oh both! i love gameplay but i also have to have it very aesthetically pleasing, if it's not fun for me to look at im not interested

Are you a CC creator?

yeeeeeee @ailuromancys

Do you have any Simblr friends or a Sim Squad?

@angelapleasant @dirk-dreamer @simper-fi are all sim friends who i have formed lasting irl friendships with 🥰 altho i am soooo bad at keeping in touch with ppl anymore and i feel so bad abt that, they are still my favorites

@pooklet is top tier as well!!! 😊

@emperorofthedark i know it's been ages but you also!!!!!!!

Do you have any sims merch?

...no?

Do you have a YouTube for sims?

oh my god, no. the way i alternate between normal speed and triple speed should be outlawed, i cannot imagine it would be any fun to watch AT ALL

How has your “Sims style” changed throughout your years of playing?

i think mostly i've gotten better at taking and editing pics? gos was pretty much my introduction to sims cc (with the exception of some sailor moon skins/heads i had for ts1 that my dad had to help me install 😂) so that had a HUGE influence on my style that i never really strayed from. i think i toned it down a bit in ts4, but at my core, i am still very neon/grunge oriented

Who’s your favorite CC creator?

@pooklet @skulldilocks currantpotpie @angelapleasant @dirk-dreamer @leaf-storm @simmer-until-tender do you see a theme here?

How long have you had Simblr?

2010 i think! holy shit.

How do you edit your pictures?

for tumblr i crop them to 800x500, use the honeycomb psd (with a vibrance layer added) and then use pooklet's sharpening action

What expansion/gamepack is your favorite?

HMMMMMMM. this is a tough one. possibly seasons for ts2? ts4 i cannot even say, because there are so fucking many lmfao it's disgusting 😂

taggin whoever wants to do this!!!!

[sweetcandywitch444]

Bubblegum Witch Aesthetic Lookbook

What is Bubblegum Witch?

Bubblegum Witch is characterized by the combination of feminine and witch-related themes. It is largely influenced by Bubblegum Bitch, Pastel Goth, and Witchcore. It revolves around dark and pastel pinks and purples, fairy lights, crystals, and nature.

When was it created and who created it?

It was created in the 2020s by Xrosegold14

Motifs?

Flowers, fairy lights, dragons, crystals, plants, strawberries, weather, tarot cards, magic, LED lights, nature. Self-love, love of nature, confidence, body positivity, self-expression, freedom, spirituality.

Okay but what colors should I wear?

Pastel pinks, dark pinks, purples, dark purples, soft greens, gold, silver, white, black, brown.

But what should I wear in those colors?

Materials

Velvet

Cotton

Silk

Lace

Tops

Crop tops

Corsets

Bustiers

Button-down blouses

Spaghetti strap tank tops

Babydoll dresses

Lace up cami type tops

Bodices

Bottoms

Sweat pants

Biker shorts

Ripped jeans

Pleated skirts

Midi skirts

Maxi skirts

Shoes

Mary janes

ballet flats

Sneakers

Outerwear

Nike ZIPs

Victoria's Secret hoodies

Cardigans

Accessories

Flowers

Hair barrettes

Tattoos

Belts especially corset belts!

Witch hats

Wide brimmed hats

Jewelry

Crystal necklaces especially when in the shape of a moon or heart

Rings

Chokers

Okay, okay, but what objects fit with this aesthetic?

Candy

Lollipops

Hard candies

Bubblegum

Fairy lights, led lights

Nature

Flowers

Bouquets

Dried flowers

Roses

Violets

Peony

Crystals

Rose quartz

Blue agate

Strawberries

Dragons

Stuffed animals

Books

Leather-bound spell books

The moon

Tattoos

Fire

Candles

Weather, storms

Dream catchers

Embroidery

Okay! but I have one more question, what are the symbols?

Lightning

Moons

Dragons

Strawberries

Clouds

Constellations

Hearts

Pastel insects

Okay! can I get a picture gallery tho?

Ofc :3

Great! but- is there any related media/brands?

Winx Club,

Bratz,

Barbie,

Little Witch Academia,

Ever After High

!NO PICTURES BELONG TO ME!