#luckily I'm not o n his level

[slasherx]

Hey 👋🏽

Can you do the Sinclair twins with a female s/o who was like in a relationship before they killed their father and she left town but like years later they found her again and like kidnaped her so they can be together again

Ooo Diablo you always come up with the most scrumptious ideas *rubs hands together evilly*

Content: Bo SInclair x fem!Reader, Vincent SInclair x fem!Reader (separate)

Warnings: Kidnapping, Bo slaps you across the face

Notes: My first time writing Bo and second time writing Vincent...I hope I did okay!

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❥Bo Sinclair

Bo found you in a grocery store in the next town over. When had you come back to Louisiana? He remembers the day you broke up with him - you were going out of state to college and didn't want to do long distance with him.

So much has changed since then. He's changed so much since then. He waited for you to check out, then abandoned any cart or food he hand in his hands to follow you out to your car. Luckily you parked in the back so nobody saw him knock you out and drag you to his car, which also coincidentally wasn't far from yours.

Stuffing you in the back seat, he used the seatbelts to tie your hands up and began driving back home. When he arrived there, he called for Vincent to help him bring you in. Vincent was surprised to find you instead of groceries in the backseat. He signed to Bo, "What is this?"

"Well it damn sure ain't groceries, Vince. Now help me get her up to my room."

Vincent cringed at that but decided to help him anyway. He held you by your ankles and Bo held you by your wrists as they brought you upstairs, where Bo promptly tied you to the bed. He shooed Vincent out of his room before sitting next to you.

You looked so peaceful, and in his deranged mind he thought you knew he was with you, and thats why you seemed so peaceful. Smiling, Bo leaned down and kissed your forehead. "Welcome back home, darlin."

You woke up shortly after, in a familiar room, but not one you thought you'd see ever again. It didn't help that Bo was sitting right next to you. "Bo...? What...?"

You tried to move but the restraints wouldn't allow you. The situation settled into your brain - you were in Bo's room, and you couldn't move. The last thing you remember is being at the grocery store, loading your groceries into your car. You had been kidnapped, and Bo was your captor.

"Bo, let me go." You looked at him.

"Sorry sweetheart. I can't really do that."

"Bo let me go now!" You thrashed against your restraints.

"Its no use darlin. I let you go before but, after some careful consideration I realized I never wanna let you go again. So, now you're back here, with me and Vinny and Lester! Ain't that great?" Bo got close to you, a smile spread on his face.

You spat in his face. Bo then promptly slapped you across the face out of reflex. "Now darlin I'm sorry for slappin you, but you need to re-learn some manners it seems. College ruined you, but it's okay. I'm a patient man, we can figure this out."

"What are you talking about?" You looked up at him, tears in your eyes.

"I'm talking about how you're mine forever. Your place is here, in Ambrose, beside me. I want no other woman, Y/n." Bo caressed your face.

"You're fucking crazy."

"For you." Bo smiled again.

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❥Vincent Sinclair

Bo had called for him from the upstairs level, something he rarely does unless there's people. Begrudgingly he left his sketchbook on the table and came upstairs.

"I got somethin for you." Bo grinned. "I think you'll really like it."

His brother led him out to his truck, and when he opened the back seat, he saw a person laying there. But not just any person, it was you. You who he had lost when your family decided to move out of Ambrose years ago.

He never forgot you. In fact, he hadn't been with anyone else since you had left. He'd always had a feeling you would come back. But, he felt bad that this was how you'd been brought back to him. He had hoped the attraction would open up Ambrose again and you would come back, just like you said you would.

He signed a thank you to Bo and immediately started to pull you out of his truck. Bo watched quizzically, not bothering to help just yet. When Vincent had pulled you out of the truck, he didn't account for your upper half and you promptly slid to the ground.

Bo hissed between his teeth. "That's gonna hurt. Need some help getting her downstairs?"

Vincent nodded, and the brothers uncharacteristically worked together to bring you downstairs. Bo helped tie you up to his bed and then gave Vincent a pat on the back. "Do what you want with her, but wrap it up, if you know what I mean."

Vincent rolled his eye at his brothers implications. Bo just patted his shoulder and then turned to leave. As he left, you stirred. Opening your eyes, you looked around. You were in a familiar place, but not a place you'd been to in some years.

Seeing movement, your eyes focused onto the man before you. You instantly recognized him. "Vincent?"

He nodded. You moved to try to hug him, but the restraints kept you in place. You then realized what was happening. You had been kidnapped, and Vincent was keeping you here. Your expression turned sad. You never thought your Vinny could be capable of something like this.

"Vinny..."

"Its okay," he signed. "I'll take care of you, and you don't have to do anything in return."

"Take care of me? Vinny, this isn't a permanent thing, I have to get back to my family."

"You are family. You are mine. I won't let you go again. Ever." He got closer to you as he signed.

"Vincent, you cannot keep me here forever." You tried to keep your soft tone but you were beginning to freak out as the reality set in.

"Watch me."

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Part three. Investigation of a cookie.

"But that's not right!" One of the little ones was genuinely horrified by the story. "Yes! Aren't witches supposed to protect us?" Another asked in a trembling voice.

"Yes yes, that's what I'm getting at, now hush and pay attention." The old cookie said, continuing the story.

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"O-Oh." Y/N muttered, taking a few steps back as she thought about what her teacher had told her. "Well.. I.. I have to study! Yeah, that, lots of homework and practice to achieve the love potion.... Good night." And with that the younger witch hurried out, heading up the stairs to her room.

Once inside she locked the door and left Blueberry Milk on the table, waiting for some sort of word from him while she made sure no one was spying on them. "Uh.. Are you okay?" He asked her with some concern, after all hearing that one of your creators didn't appreciate you and would eliminate you without a thought was.. Uh.. Discouraging to say the least, but he wouldn't let that happen so easily, he was going to protect his friends and himself from that fate, no matter the cost. "Ah! Yeah, I'm fine, I was just surprised that's all." Blueberry Milk said with a wave of his hand, downplaying the matter; he knew very well how to hide his true feelings for the sake of himself and others. "Are you sure?.. That's not very nice to hear.." Said the apprentice witch as she ducked her head, thinking about what they should do next. "Hey I think you should go, you're not safe here you know-" She continued to which the blue cookie quickly denied. "No! I need to find a way for our SoulJams not to merge with our body, if we find a way for that not to happen you can show it to your teacher and then they won't have to... You know-" He made a motion of squeezing something with his hand. Y/N doubted that, she wasn't exactly the best at magic, she was barely creating potions after all! But her friend was asking for her help, it would be cruel not to give it.

"This is a crazy plan." Y/N said as she walked down to the warehouse with a Blueberry Milk Cookie sitting on her shoulder. "Hey! I proposed that you come in during the day, not in the middle of the night!" The cookie replied, pointing to the moonlight coming in through a window. "Oh because clearly they would let me come in with you by my side right? I'd walk in greeting everyone and when they asked for you I'd say you were a hallucination of theirs, besides, I'm not allowed to be here, I'm barely a level two apprentice and this place is for level ten's!" She opened the door very carefully not to make any sound and entered, looking for the ingredients that his friend was telling him. "No, not that one, look for the one that says magically burnt. I think that one might work. Yes, that one, the one on top."

Once they had gathered everything they needed, they put it in the bag that the witch was carrying while she let out a sigh of relief, it had been easy! Now all that was left was to get out of the warehouse. "And how do you know what we needed?" She asked as she went up the stairs, being careful not to throw anything out of the bag and not to knock Blueberry Milk who was still on her shoulder. "Well, I previously told you: I am the virtue of knowledge! I know a thing or two about magic!" He sounded rather proud of himself so the apprentice just chuckled under her breath. "In that case you should teach me, don't you think?" Him? Teaching someone else?... He hadn't thought about it before, maybe he'd make a good teacher! Who knows, he might even like it.

Upon reaching the top floor Y/N noticed several students who while trying to sneak out of the tower had seen her going up. "Y/N, weren't you supposed to be one of the responsible students?" One of them asked mockingly, luckily it was dark so she was able to put Blueberry Milk in the bag with everything else, not without a small noise of surprise on his part of course. "Hey!" "A-Ah.. Yeah, well once a year doesn't hurt, besides this is for exams.... Yeah.. Exams." She muttered as she walked upstairs more quickly, hiding everything the bag had. Once in her room she padlocked the door shut again and for good measure put a chair blocking the door.

"Phew- that was close. Magic team does it again!" Y/N said as she placed the bag carefully on the table and opened it. "Are you okay in there? I think I hid you too quickly-" She apologized for that as the cookie came out with shaky steps. "Yes.. I forget that I weigh absolutely nothing to you- wait- magic team?" He said and sat down on a book, trying to recover a little from the dizziness caused by the sudden movement. "Yeah! We do magic and we're working together, magic team! And I'm really sorry- but I couldn't let them see you you know? Who knows what they would have done, they're pretty cruel when they want to be and I honestly wouldn't want anything to happen to you."

Hearing one of the beings you might consider divine to your species say that he cared about the welfare of someone so insignificant (from the cookie's point of view) was a bit odd and it made him avert his gaze with some embarrassment, shifting his feet a bit. "Well it's nice to know that at least someone of you do care.." The blue cookie shook his head and as best he could helped Y/N take the stuff out of the bag, once everything was out he remained thoughtful, how would he get it to his studio? Carrying it would be too much, they were giant bottles, too heavy to carry in one trip, ask the witch for help? Out of the question, the chaos it could cause at home would be disastrous, besides someone could follow her and give away the position to the teacher, he could stay to create what was needed right there but it would be too risky for him to disappear for so long, the only option would be to return home and instruct the apprentice by means of letters that a candy bird could carry. "Uhm.. Listen, I know I've asked a lot of you and you've risked too much for me but, could you perform the experiment?" That question to Blueberry Milk sounded like he was asking her to gouge her eye out or something. "Ah! Me?! Look, I really want to help you but- I couldn't, I can barely get the love potion to go to stage two, I don't think I can create the solution to the corruption of something as powerful as the Soul Jams-..." That was something he could understand, after all he himself doubted his own abilities sometimes and it would certainly be difficult. But here the difference would be that in this case he would be supporting him. "I'll show you how! I'll send you letters explaining everything in detail, you won't do it on your own! Besides you'll be able to do it, you have a great talent inside you, I can feel how the magic flows naturally in you, you just have to stop doubting so much. Magic is a type of art, you need to find your own style!" Those words came out with such sincerity and confidence that Y/N was inspired by that same feeling, could she do it? Of course she could! "All right! I'll do what you teach me, besides I wouldn't want anything to happen to you or your friends!"

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[klutzyroses]

IkeVamp HCs: Virgin S/O

How do they react when they find out their s/o is a virgin during their first time and was embarrassed to say anything?

Suitors: Napoleon, Arthur, Comte, Charles

Warnings: NSFW, loss of virginity, Minors DNI

He froze when Y/N let it slip that she had never been with a man before. And she decided to tell him this now?

Napoleon

He hovered over her for a second, his eyes watching her nervous orbs twinkling with trepidation and...appeared a little glassy.

He had noticed she seemed hesitant to take off her clothes and he had assumed it was because she was nervous that it was her first time with him as his lover.

Not her first time at all.

He reached down and held her face in his hands, looking into her eyes with a stern look. He wasn't mad, or disappointed, he was just... concerned.

"Nunuche...why didn't you say anything?"

"I...I just...It's embarrassing and I don't know what to do and...I.."

His heart panged a little when he saw the mist in her eyes thicken with shame.

He found it worrisome that she would lie about this, luckily, they had only just gotten through foreplay when she made her accidental confession.

He would've felt terrible if he had only found out after it was all said and done.

"You have nothing to be embarrassed about, Y/N. Nothing at all."

He pressed his forehead to hers, sighing.

"Geez, don't lie to me about this kind of thing. I could've hurt you, nunuche."

He won't say it, but he feels a bit proud, to be her first and her last, which is why he will be sure to be gentle with her and make it special, so that he can show her just how much she means to him.

Arthur

Um...do we remember what Arthur said in his first chapter? Because Y/N most certainly did.

Which was why when Arthur had her under him, his dexterous fingers sliding under her panties to feel her wetness as he slipped the first in slowly, he paused when he felt something...unusual.

Y/N watched the slight confusion swimming through the sapphire eyes before they widened with the realization that he had just made contact with her fully in tact hymen.

"Y/N...?"

"I...Arthur...um..."

She stuttered and bit her lip, trying to come up with an excuse. She flinched when he levelled her with a slightly hurt look that caused her to tear up.

"You could've told me, you know?"

"B...But you said...you preferred..."

Now it was Arthur's turn to flinch. Yes, he remembered what he had said the first night they met. There were so many things he did wrong that night and it seems one of the things he said stuck with his beloved long after the fact.

"I thought if you knew, you wouldn't want to...I mean."

"Oh Y/N...Darling, no..."

The amount of kisses and cuddling she received contained every ounce of regret for putting those ideas in her pretty head.

"I'm sorry luv. Let me make it up to you. "

He slides his fingers through hers as he wipes away a stray tear.

"It'll hurt at first, but I promise, this will be an experience you won't forget in a long, long time."

And he most definitely made sure of that. Once the pain dissipated, Y/N is almost drowned in more ecstasy than she knew what to do with.

Comte

The master of the mansion had his suspicions but they weren't confirmed until he had asked her directly just as he started unlacing her dress for her.

He knows it's not... uncommon for people to lie about these things, and while it was easier for men to get away with it but women...

Indeed, it'd be quite difficult to lie successfully about her virginity.

Which is why he asked in the first place, running a finger down the line of her back, tickling her smooth skin.

When met with her uneasy silence, he sighed and gently turned her to face him.

"Had I not asked, would you have told me yourself, ma cherie?"

The slow shake of her head caused a flicker of sadness to mar his visage as he caressed her cheek.

"Ma cherie, that isn't very responsible. You should tell me these things."

"I always wanted...to give it up to someone special...like you and now I feel...It's pathetic!"

Having travelled to her time before, he was somewhat aware that there was something of a stigma around women maintaining their virginity past a certain age, so he understood where she was coming from...but still...

"It's nothing to be ashamed of, ma beaute. I'm actually honored that you deem me worthy of being your first. But please be more honest about it. I loathe to think what would have happened had I hurt you out of ignorance."

He tucked her hair behind her ear, cupping her soft red cheek with a tender smile.

He would take care of her and make it the best she would ever experience. After all, he had every intention of not just being the first, but also the last.

Charles

Unfortunately, by the time Charles realized that his belle was as untouched as freshly laid snow, he was already inside her....oops.

He just taken notice of the pain all over Y/N's beautiful face and froze in his place before becoming aware of the ominous slickness down there. One glance at the bit of bleeding sent a chill down his spine as it hit him.

"Y...Y/N, you're a...I'm sorry, I didn't realize!"

He is so apologetic, peppering kisses all over her teary face as she shakily lets out a few whimpers, each one sending a cut into his heart.

"You...didn't realize...because I didn't tell you. It's not...your fault."

Her squeaky, pained reassurance did little to assuage his worries.

Charles remained as still as could be, not wanting to tear or break anything else. His large, cat-like eyes were wide, mournful and his lover feared he would also start crying.

"B...But why didn't you, now you're bleeding! I'm so sooo sorry!"

"I...I just felt...I thought it was embarrassing. I never did this before, because I wanted...to give it to someone who loved me and I know that you're more experienced than me and I..."

She couldn't continue before she had to bite down on her lip to restrain another onslaught of pained noises. She got her point across though, because Charles understood.

"Please don't be embarrassed! It's really sweet and I'm really happy you're letting me be the one to...Just...please don't lie to me anymore..."

Now, he actually did look like he was going to cry, nuzzling her like a love starved kitten, his tongue darting out to flick away a tear on her cheek.

Y/N swallowed thickly as she responded with a jerky nod.

Charles was always going to smother her with love, but now, she might as well have been gold. He will bend over backwards to make sure her first time with him would be earth shattering to make up for the pain.

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!! A T T E N T I O N !!

things aren't always what it seems but when even the truth is left unheard, what can people do? one musn't lie but what if the lie is more accepted than the truth? the scariest thing in this world isn't monsters or demons. it's people with no agenda and time to waste.

"I shouldn't have eaten that much," Mingi groaned, face-planting on his bed dramatically, making you laugh at his silliness. "I told you but you wouldn't listen, now just suffer in silence," you teased.

You both had spent the whole day together, shopping and clearing out his room. Or at least he did because he refused to let you lift anything heavier than the t-shirt he had hanging on his work chair. Of course, you complained about not being able to help but of course, Mingi wouldn't budge whatsoever. And he knew you'd get tired from complaining alone so he let you ranted your whole heart out before you told him that you needed to sit down.

The whole day, it felt like you two were really a couple from the way he was talking to you and telling things about bean to literally every person you both interacted with. It didn't help that a clerk tried flirting with him and called you his sister and that he was welcoming his niece or nephew. Luckily, Mingi immediately corrected her in his happy-go-lucky manner, completely oblivious that she was trying to flirt with him. It made you feel somewhat special that you had managed to put Mingi in a situation where he was so happy that reality or even awareness of reality could be skewed.

"I told you that much food would be bad but you refuse to hear me out," you rolled your eyes playfully which earned you a deadpanned look from Mingi. "You need to stop being right," he groaned, rolling his body over without realizing that he made himself closer to you. "Excuse me, I need you to elaborate, what was I right about?" You didn't even bother to suppress your cocky smirk as you turned your position slightly to face Mingi. Mingi copied you and settled himself lower to face your stomach, "Bean? Baby, are you there? Your mom's being a meanie to your daddy," he pouted as he sent a glare at you.

"You're ridiculous," you snickered but Mingi didn't shift his attention from bean and instead, his hands craddled your stomach and he spoke in a tone suitable for babies, "You're gonna come out all healthy and ready to defend daddy against mommy over stuff like what to watch during movie nights or what to eat for dinner," "Or if I'm babysitting you while your dad goes on dates because his might or might not want kids on dates," you muttered before you could stop yourself.

That got Mingi's attention back to you because he snapped his head up whilst blinking confusedly, "What?" He definitely heard you clearly.

Embarrassed, you shrugged your shoulders and waved your hands, trying to change the subject but Mingi pushed himself to be level with you and took your hand in his. "No, what did you mean by me going on dates?" Words were spoken but you could only focus on the way his hand was big and warm, "(y/n)?" He ducked his eyes slightly to meet your avoiding ones, "I just need you to elaborate, (y/n), I'm not judging at all. You can tell me anything."

You wanted to tell him that Yunho's words got to you and that maybe it would be better for you two to define your relationship considering how touchy-feely, close, and romantic-adjacent you both have been, you had to prepare for whatever might happen in the future so boundaries needed to be set and expectations should be altered. Now, how the hell can you address the thought without sounding like an insecure lover? You were neither insecure nor a lover so you should do your best to not sound like a loser. Maybe Tomorrow By Together had a point when they said loser=lover.

"Can you stop looking at me like that?" You groaned, dropping your head back in frustration only to have your head hitting the headboard. Your body froze in shock as your head adjusted to the sudden impact while Mingi tried his best to not laugh (which he failed miserably because you heard him laughing) as he tried to help you. "Are you okay?" he asked in between sputters, crawling up to pull your head gently into his chest, rubbing the spot that made contact with the headboard with his thumb as if you were a child. "How can you ask if I'm okay while laughing at me, you ass?" you grumbled, face burning from embarrassment but despite that, you turned your face into Mingi's broad chest and nestled, feeling safe. "How can I not? It was funny!" he chuckled, unaware that he had rested his cheek on your head as he pulled your body closer to his to comfort you. Despite his sweet (and warm) gesture, you whined and hit his chest which did absolutely nothing to stop him from laughing at you even more. "You're an ass! I hope bean isn't as mean as you!" you screeched but your voice was muffled by the fabric of Mingi's shirt which was an excuse because you really do believe that his concrete-like chest gave the actual sound-proofing effect.

When his laughter finally slowed down, Mingi pushed you away slightly to make you look at him and even though you were glaring up with hair disheveled, Mingi still found you endearing. "Okay, that's not fair, how can you expect me to not react like that when you look this adorable? I wasn't making fun of you, I just couldn't resist you!" Mingi didn't even think twice and before he knew it and before you could do anything about it, he pressed a soft kiss on your nose.

Your eyes widened as the embarrassment melted off your face but the warmth stayed but this time, it was from whatever emotion caused your stomach to flutter. Seeing your eyes wide, Mingi's eyes widened as well as he sputtered, trying to explain why he did what he did. Or say sorry first. Whichever he decided as soon as his breath stop short-circuiting because how was he supposed to know whether to apologize or explain himself first when you were looking at him like that?

"I-I-, (y/n), I-" his sputters stopped when he felt your hand slide up his chest and rest at his nape, leaving a trail of flutters in their wake and his breath hitching.

Like magnets, the both of you felt a sudden pull towards each other and you only realized this when you saw Mingi's face drawing near with his eyes fluttering close. A thousand thoughts ran through your head at that moment, mostly questioning whether or not you should be doing what you were doing with him and panicking over what it would mean if you two were to actually kiss. But there was this feeling in the back of your head that what you were doing was right, it was right for you and Mingi to be in that position and it made your heart skip a beat.

Apparently, it wasn't the only feeling you had because before Mingi could plant his soft, plump lips on yours, he felt his lips land on your shoulder instead.

Confused, Mingi opened his eyes and was about to scold you for tricking him when he saw you sitting up with eyes widened, staring down at your stomach. "Mingi, did you feel that?" you asked, eyes still glued to your stomach. Mingi's first thought was that something was wrong with the baby so he sat up because he thought that you might need to go to the hospital just in case. But before he could even jump into action, you grabbed his hand and put it on your stomach. "A-am- What are we doing?" Mingi asked, confused because it had been exactly 10 seconds since you placed his hand in your shirt so he could make direct contact with your stomach in case you were imaging things and he was becoming more aware that his hand was shoved into your shirt instead of the usual shirt-out-of-the-way belly showcase. "Shh! Just wait for it!" You hissed, still waiting. "I am! It's just that you could've warned me before shoving my hand into your shirt," he scoffed but settled on his spot.

The way Mingi pointed out your action made you hyper-aware of the position you both were in; in bed, just the two of you (because bean can't be detached from you just yet so technically bean can't be counted), almost kissing, and now his hand is a couple of inches away from your boobs. Heat rushed back to your cheeks and your heart skipped once again.

It was then that Mingi yelped.

"Did bean just kick you!?" he asked in a shaky voice, eyes wide like saucers as he looked back and forth between you and your belly. You nodded excitedly because you felt it too, you felt your baby kick for the first time. "Mingi, bean just kicked for us," you sighed happily, feeling emotional that your baby had made their existence and awareness so real for the first time. You didn't know what made you more emotional though, the fact that bean just kicked or the fact that you liked saying 'us' for you and Mingi.

"OH MY GOD, BEAN KICKED AGAIN!" Mingi screeched, immediately scrambling to push your shirt up and resting his face on the side of your stomach, "Hi bean, this is your daddy speaking. Kick once for 'I'm gonna be a soccer player' and twice for 'I'm gonna be a cancan dancer'" he grinned. You scoffed and slapped his shoulder, "Excuse you, bean is barely developed and you want them to pick a career?" Mingi momentarily looked back at you to pout before returning to your stomach, "I just wanna know how to support my baby best, I want bean to have all the love and support they can get," he muttered.

You could sense his sincerity in wanting to make sure his child would never have to doubt his love and care. That paired with his lack of skill in communicating his true intention was both endearing and funny and you couldn't help but want to comfort him. Mingi's pout dropped when he felt you patting him gently on his head, "Don't worry Mingi, I'm sure you're going to give bean all the love and attention you can give no matter what bean decides to do in the future." Your acknowledgement made him feel both comforted and giddy because usually, people would just brush him off, thinking that he was overthinking things to be funny instead of realizing that it was a genuine concern for him. But you seem to be able to understand his emotions more than his words and it felt good.

"Okay, now we need to see what kind of music bean is into since bean can give us some answers now," Mingi stated, reaching over his side of the bed to produce the device he usually puts on your stomach to play bean some songs. "I hope you won't play bean your sad fuckboy music Mingi," you sighed but Mingi waved you off, telling you that he has taste in music and that you were just jealous that bean might inherit that side of him.

Just like that, you both were focused on bean, trying to get your baby to kick again whilst letting Mingi do his experiment of 'can my baby give me answers?'. The almost kiss was never forgotten, it was just pushed aside momentarily because even while the two of you were enjoying the new achievement, two things lingered annoyingly in your heads;

"What would've happened if we had kissed?"

"Why am I disappointed that the kiss didn't happen?"

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Idk if you’ve already done this (newer follower and still catching up) but would you ever do a post on how you plan a post? Like what your planning process looks like with shots, poses, etc? You’re one of my favorite storytellers and I hope to get on your level one day but no idea what goes into a true story telling post

Ooooh hi hello, welcome! I don't believe I have ever gone into my process, no! but how interesting.. what better excuse! let's take yesterdays post as an example, shall we? 👀

First of all, we start with the premise/notes, which are very rough n' look like this in a word document...

Camping – the twins are fiiighting/being a pain, Oscar loses temper with em n almost says why can’t u be like ur brother?! throwing him into memories of Salton saying that to him all the time :[ he catches himself like no wait ur perfect I just gotta finish this, twins like wtf?? But robin ofc knows what’s going on with his pappy.. Oscar wanders off later n Robin sits with him, ur not like them u kno, what? Grandma n grandpa ur not the same, OUGH ;-;

2. I suppose this step changes depending on what I feel like, sometimes I'll make the poses/take the screenies first, then write the dialogue, other times I'll write the dialogue first.. I try for the latter since I can make more accurate poses, but time is usually my enemy here cos dialogue needs a nice quiet period to write lmao (let's call this step dialogue for now though)

3. Rip sims for blender, make poses, then head in game to dress everyone, set dress and take screenies, I take a LOT and choose the best ones but here're some unedited examples for you... In this case cos there was a flashback, I also had to remake Oscar/fam as a child n' whatnot, but luckily I have their old house saved so I plonked them all in an alternative save to take those.

4. Now we have our dialogue/screenies, it's time to throw it all together in photoshop, I usually edit the screenie first to fix any clipping etc, fix the lighting, sharpen it up a bit maybe.. but that's about it! Then I press my handy lil (custom made) storyboard action and end up with smth like this, to which I add the text! (this step takes the longest prolly.. cos it takes me forever to pick the screenies I wanna use my GOD 🙈)

VOILA! Once I've chosen all the screenies in the right order I go thru each of em in PS one by one to edit/add captions, then we're done! \o/

I realise this probably seems quite quick/vague or even streamlined if u wanna toot my horn lmaooo but I've spent a while doing this by now so ig I've kinda figured out the quickest way of doing it - still tho, I'd imagine the above still taking between 4-5 hours from start to finish! I usually spread these things over days/weeks in advance tho like.. during the week I mostly make poses/take screenies and write, then at the weekend I'll usually edit a bunch n' throw it all together, so it doesn't rlly feel tedious since I'm switching it up all the time/doing what I fancy.

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Hiya mate again, this is the other user the requested for Tony, Stephen and Loki's fics. Well I do have other requests but let me ask this since I know you make Shelby fics you might make this aswell.

1# Dark!Cillian Murphy x Reader

Let me just say how it should start. Let's say that the Reader is an Actress that was casted for Oppenheimer (Or you can choose the movie/film). Cillian showed signs that he hates the reader but secretly loves her and because of the hate signs, the reader thinks he actually hates her and uhh just continues this fake rivarly then one day Cillian just asks the reader to come to the backstage in after hours (after work) and then maybe confront her about how much he loves her and after the reader refuses and declines his offer multiple times he ends up drugging and kidnapping the reader.

Sorry I explained the plot too much.

Thanks mate.

Okay...I may have gotten carried away and wrote a small blurb. Let me know if you guys want to see more of this.

There were no warning signs, nothing that could show your co-star’s obsessive feelings. His aloofness and borderline rudeness should have bothered you, and it did for a while, but you eventually got over it. You were a total boss, keeping your cool and staying polite with your head held high, knowing there wasn't any other way to handle it. We all know that Hollywood unfairly favors men. They can act badly with no repercussions, while women get scrutinized for the tiniest slip-ups. You did not let your negative feelings show and stay friendly with your co-stars and crew, even when they left you out of things. You knew that any drama could mess up your career at the peak of your fame. Luckily, your cast-mates made an effort to include you without upsetting Cillian. You actively avoided Cillian in get-togethers and parties because you didn't want to worsen your strained professional relationship. Since he was the lead actor and Nolan's top pick, and you were playing a supporting role, you could be easily replaced. Even though you didn't care, getting fired from a movie isn't a good look for any actor, let alone you…

Finally, after months of rehearsals, shooting, and re-shooting, the movie was done. The heavy weight on your chest lifted as you realized you were finally going home after what felt like an eternity. Nolan threw a party to thank everyone for their hard work, but let's just say you were eager to leave without being rude.

You were chatting with John David Washington and D’Arcy Carden about future projects.

Any plans now that the movie's wrapped up?”, John asked you as he took a sip of whiskey.

“I get to go home for a bit and then it's press tour time for MI,” you said excitedly.

“Oh God, press tours can be so monotonous, day in and day out, answering the same questions just in different ways.” D’Arcy sympathised.

“What could be so draining D’Arcy?” Nolan asked as he joined you along with a few other of your cast mates, including the one and only diva Cillian. You stiffened but were relieved by the buffer of people around you.

“We were just discussing what’s next for Y/N, she has a press tour coming up in a few weeks,” D’Arcy explained to the newcomers. Nolan chuckled.

“Yeah, press tours can be exhausting, but I'm still excited. I'm pumped to see Tarzan, Noah, and Zendaya! We've been so caught up with our projects that we haven't talked.” You blurt out cheerfully.

When your cast mates saw you all giddy, their smiles widened except for Cillian’s. He tightened his grip around his beer bottle, furious that you were so excited about meeting up with your friends. He wanted to be at the receiving end of that joy, that excitement, that anticipation.

“I expect the same level of excitement for the press tour for our movie.” John laughed.

“Not the same level, John, at least double the amount of excitement.” Nolan teased you.

“Well, we all have to wait and watch,” D’Arcy added.

“I promise to turn my excite-o-meter and charm to the fullest.” You jokingly promised as you side-hugged John, not noticing a set of clear blue eyes filled with rage.

Wheels were turning in Cillian’s brain. He would not let you slip out so easily, not without a fight. You were his, you just know it yet. And he was going to have to make you see that.

[erina-writes-headcanons]

Hello, how are you? ♡ Can I ask for headcanons with Akashi, Midorima and Imayoshi and how would they react with their partner who is Chinese and doesn't know how to speak any language and speaks very little of the boys' language? It would be fun to see their reaction when they see their partner speaking Chinese in front of them. Thank you so much if u see this and have a good day or night 😊

Akashi Seijuro, Midorima Shintarou, and Imayoshi Shouichi with S/O That Speaks Chinese but Cannot Speak Japanese

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Hello, there Anon. I try my best to make the portrayal of their character based on their personality and I would like to apologize for replying the ask late because I was focused on TOEFL as well as my Thesis. Warning: None Gender: Neutral

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Akashi Seijurou: Rakuzan High School

Surprisingly he can speak Mandarin because his father forced him to learn many languages. However, his Mandarin is not fluent, he can only speak broken Mandarin.

As his girlfriend/boyfriend, you luckily could understand his broken Mandarin and he would be glad that you are the one who taught him to speak Mandarin but in exchange he wants you to learn Japanese too.

A great excellent teacher who has lots of patience, doesn't get angry easily if you speak in a broken Japanese. He knows Japanese can be hard so he would teach you the basics of Japanese.

When you speak complete Mandarin, he could only understand some of the words and try to communicate with you but since like I said he has a broken Mandarin, there would be lots of grammatical errors.

If you get better in Japanese after he taught you some Japanese. He would make you learn Japanese at a higher level. He also wants you to learn Japanese so he can introduce you to his father.

In exchange, he would be willing to learn harder so he could be as fluent as you. He doesn't want to end up having a miscommunication and having an argument with you.

When he speaks with you and slips some Japanese words, he would immediately try to correct himself so you could understand what he was trying to say.

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(Y/N) walked through the halls of Rakuzan High School, the air heavy with the weight of academics and the excitement of approaching matches. As she strolled, her gaze was drawn to the familiar sights: polished floors, stoic paintings of previous basketball champions, and students scurrying around.

In the middle of all this commotion, (Y/N) recognised him: their/her/his lover, Akashi Seijuro, the basketball team captain. He stood tall and composed, commanding attention effortlessly. She approached him with a sweet smile, her heart racing with adoration. "你好(Hello)," she greeted in Mandarin, her voice a gentle melody in the quiet corridor.

Akashi turned to face her, his heterochromatic eyes alight with warmth. "你好," he replied, his Mandarin slightly halting.

A soft chuckle escaped (Y/N)'s lips at Akashi's attempt, finding his effort endearing. She/he/they reached out to take his hand, intertwining their/his/her fingers with his. "你今天过得怎么样("How's your day been?)" she asked, her eyes filled with genuine curiosity.

Akashi's lips quirked upwards in a subtle smile. "忙碌，一如既往。但见到你让它变得无比美好。(Busy, as always. But seeing you make it infinitely better,)" he replied, his voice carrying a hint of fondness as he spoke still in a broken accent.

(Y/N)'s heart swelled with affection at his words, feeling a rush of warmth spreading through them/her/him. Leaning in, she/he/they pressed a tender kiss to his cheek, feeling his warmth against her/his/their lips.

As (Y/N) recalled the little surprise she had prepared for Akashi, her smile widened. Holding out a small box adorned with a ribbon, she spoke in Chinese, her words soft but filled with warmth. "我给你带了一些东西，我不确定你是否喜欢吃甜食，但我做了蛋挞。希望你喜欢。(I brought you something. I'm not sure if you like sweets, but I made egg tarts. Hope you like them.)"

Akashi's eyes widened in pleasant surprise at her thoughtful gesture. Taking the box from her hands, he couldn't help but feel touched by her kindness. With a grateful smile, he responded in his slightly broken Mandarin, "谢谢你. (Thank you)"

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Midorima Shintarou: Shuutoku High School

Unlike AKashi, he doesn't speak Mandarin or Chinese so you had a rocky relationship together with him. He doesn't understand Mandarin and you don't understand Japanese. Neither of you two understands each other.

As a result, he would definitely buy a Japanese book for you to learn and he would also buy a Mandarin basic language book to learn how to speak Mandarin.

When he wants to speak with you, he would either use Google Translate or those translating apps that can translate your language immediately when they record your voice.

Forcing suggesting you use those apps too so he could understand what you are trying to say. He would make funny faces if the application gave funny results.

Also would try to learn how to speak Mandarin or Chinese with the correct tone because he doesn't want to end up saying something inappropriate or rude.

He would also teach you how to speak Japanese, especially Kanji. He would also teach you katakana, and hiragana, and teach you some Japanese grammar.

Not Surprisingly going to learn the Chinese zodiac signs (the signs throughout the year. Those dragons, tigers, monkeys, pigs, etc) and then lhe will learn about your Chinese zodiac sign.

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The sun streamed through the windows of the cosy café as (Y/N) sat nestled at a table, her/his/their focus split between her/his/their Japanese study materials and the warm aroma of her hazelnut latte. Suddenly, the subtle scrape of a chair drew her attention, and she glanced up to find her boyfriend, Midorima, standing before her. "嘿，亲爱的，你刚好来了(Hey darling, you just arrived in time)," she greeted in Mandarin, a soft smile gracing her lips.

Midorima, who used the translator, typed back the answer of your question after the translator gave the translation of what are you trying to say. "The café is near the school. Of course, I will arrive in time," the computer replied in Mandarin, his words carrying a hint of amusement beneath his reserved exterior.

(Y/N) nodded gratefully, mustering her/his/their courage to speak in Japanese despite her/his/their broken accent. "ここに来てくれてありがとう(Thank you for coming)," she/he/they said, her/his/their pronunciation a bit shaky. Midorima, secretly proud of your effort, nodded in acknowledgement, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "どういたしまして(You're welcome)," he replied in Japanese, his voice soft but supportive, appreciating your attempt to communicate in his native language.

(Y/N) suddenly switched to Chinese, asking Midorima if he wanted a hazelnut latte. "你要榛果拿铁吗？我可以帮你点, (Do you want a hazelnut latte? I can help you order.)" she/he/they said in Chinese, her/his/their tone kind and offering.

Midorima, not understanding Chinese, reached for his translator device and inputted (Y/N)'s Mandarin statement. After a moment, the device spoke in Japanese, translating her words for him. Understanding her offer, he nodded appreciatively. "はい、お願いします (Yes, please)," he replied in Japanese, his voice calm and composed as always.

Midorima, realizing that (Y/N) might not understand Japanese, decided to respond in Mandarin. "好的，谢谢你 (Okay, thank you)," he said in Chinese, expressing his gratitude for her offer. As (Y/N) headed to the counter to order Midorima's hazelnut latte, he took out his notebook and began to write down the basic katakana and hiragana characters. Carefully, he sketched each character.

Once he finished, he placed the notebook on the table, leaving it open for (Y/N) to see when she returned. With a faint smile, he resumed his posture, delving into his book as he waited for her to come back.

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Imayoshi Shouichi: Touou Academy High School

Since you don't understand Japanese but only speak Chinese, this is going to give him a chance to mess with you. Believe me, he would mess with you a lot.

I can see him understand a little bit of Chinese so he would teach you some Japanese words that actually have a bad meaning but he would say 'Oh, that means Thank you in Japanese'.

Once you actually found out, you could hear him snickering and you give him an unamused look. Now you have trust issues when he teaches you Japanese.

Sometimes when he speaks to you, he purposely slips in some Japanese words, especially the ones he did not teach you so you would be hella confused.

And if you don't understand, he would pretend to pout at you and says "Haven't I taught you that words? You don't understand?" This prick really gaslighted you and would laugh if you actually felt bad.

Despite all of the shit and giggles, he's not one hundred percent prick. He would be willing to teach you Japanese Literature if you don't understand Japanese and have Japanese Literature homework.

Also, if you did a great job and could start speaking in Japanese, he would actually give you some of your favourite snacks as a prize for your hard work.

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On an inviting Saturday afternoon, the café's cosy ambience enveloped Imayoshi and (Y/N) as they sat together, reading over Japanese textbooks. (Y/N), a new student from China, had just arrived in Japan and was eager to learn the language. She spoke barely a little Japanese, but her ambition to grasp it was evident.

As they pored over the pages of their Japanese textbook, (Y/N) paused, her/his/their finger tracing over a word she/he/they didn't recognize. "What does 'ocha' mean?" she/he/they asked, her/his/their voice tinged with curiosity.

Imayoshi, seizing the opportunity to playfully tease his girlfriend/boyfriend, couldn't resist a mischievous grin. "Ah, 'ocha'," he began, his tone deceptively serious. "That means coffee." (Y/N) furrowed her/his/their brow, a hint of scepticism in her/his/their expression. "Really?" she/he/they questioned, not entirely convinced by Imayoshi's answer.

Imayoshi nodded, his expression perfectly composed. "Yes, that's right. And 'kohi' means tea," he added confidently, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he purposely switched the meanings. (Y/N)'s confusion deepened as she processed Imayoshi's words. "But... isn't it the other way around?" she/he/they ventured, her/his/their uncertainty evident in your voice.

Imayoshi couldn't contain his laughter any longer, the mischief dancing in his eyes as he revealed the truth. "You caught me," he admitted, his grin widening. "I was just pulling your leg. 'Ocha' actually means tea, and 'kohi' means coffee." Relief washed over (Y/N) as she/he/they realized she/he/they hadn't been misled, a playful glint entered her eyes. "You're terrible," you scolded with a playful swat to his arm

Imayoshi's playful smirk widened at (Y/N)'s pout, thoroughly enjoying their banter. "哦，你知道这个意思了。这意味着你不再需要我了吗？("Oh, do you understand the meaning now? Does this mean you no longer need me?)" he teased in Mandarin, his tone light and teasing.

(Y/N) couldn't help but play along, her/his/their pout deepening as she pretended to be offended. "我需要你教我，别那么坏 (I need you to teach me, don't be so mean.)," she/he/they replied, her/his/their voice tinged with mock indignation.

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[belladonnix]

I've been making my boyfriend a custom jacket for Christmas and it's finally Finished!

I'm so hyped to finally be able to share this. He doesn't use Tumblr anymore so there's no risk of him seeing it but I've been working on this present for MONTHS! It cost me about £180 for all the materials for this jacket and I will never ever tell him - I don't want him to feel like he owes me anything or that this was about money at all. Luckily I have enough of some of the materials, like fabric ink and photopolymer, to use on dozens of other projects so it's not a huge loss of money.

The jacket itself cost me £10 second hand and I didn't anticipate spending so much on it but the more I fell in love with him the more I decided he deserved something he would love and treasure and hopefully that would remind him of how much I love him when he wears it.

So here it goes;

#1 - The Jacket

Got this faux fur removable collar, 100% denim jacket for about £10 second hand on eBay! Absolute bargain. I bought it before we got serious, probably in July or August, and was only gonna distress the denim a little originally. Maybe buy a few cheap band patches if I could find them. But as time went on and I fell in love with him, I decided it should be a lot more meaningful than that.

#2 - The Patches

It took me M O N T H S to accumulate the patches I wanted. I made a detailed list of all of his favourite bands and got to work. I was only able to secure 4 patches from the bands he loved - one of them being catfish and the bottlemen. This gave me a little trouble since Catfish haven't been active since the middle of last year and the patches on their merch shop hadn't restocked, but I was deadset on getting that patch. I found it on a redbubble clone and ordered it from overseas - the biggest issue was it came printed rather than embroidered, which is what I wanted for an authentic look, but it's on the smaller side so I figured it didn't matter too much and went ahead.

There was something missing though. A back patch, yeah, of course! I wanted to find the perfect back patch, something that would scream "HIM" as loud as possible. I'd already been playing with the idea of what I wanted but I went ahead and looked for a back patch of The Fool Tarot Card. Unfortunately, like catfish, all the patches I found of it were printed. For such a big patch it was important to me that it was as authentic as possible, so I reached out to someone and had my dream patch custom embroidered just for this project! It was the most expensive piece and without it the jacket would have been less than £100 worth of materials but alas, when it came I was starstruck. The level of detail he'd been able to attain was not unnoticed and I was proud to be able to put this on a present for someone I love.

Then there was the layout. I messed around with it a couple of times until I got it right but I was beyond happy with the composition and my absolutely flawless, somehow for once, sewing skills.

But there was something missing.. his favourite band of all time, I couldn't find any actually up-to-date or stylish patches for it but it was a must. I wanted to show him I truly pay attention, and there was one perfect solution for including it...

#3 - Screen Printing

That's right. I taught myself to SCREEN PRINT FROM SCRATCH FOR THIS! I learned how to make a frame, what materials to use, bought a good photopolymer and fabric ink (of which I have TONS left over) and took my sweet time making it. For transferring the design onto the screen I troubleshot a few different ideas; I couldn't find any plastic to print the design on, so I decided to just use the glass that came with the photo frame I used! We're resourceful in this house. Next getting the design onto the glass, I tried tracing with Sharpie and paint but I'm so impatient it just wasn't working for me. So I got the brilliant idea to painstakingly cut out the intricate design and PVA glue it onto the glass, since it dries clear it wouldn't affect the photopolymer! And it worked!

Oh what band was this for you ask? What band was so important to him that I spent hours stretching chiffon, cutting a design, curing polymer and scrubbing out the screen for?

My Chemical Romance, baby

After the screen finally dried from rinsing I did some test prints on an old pair of jeans, and it went so well I was ready to try it on the jacket!

Didn't go so well. There was a button I hadn't accounted for that made it impossible to print it on the pocket where I wanted it, so I tried just lower and it was a complete bust. I spent 15 minutes cleaning the ink out before retrying on the sleeve. The sleeve went a lot better, not exactly what I wanted but it's clear, visible and opaque.

Perfect. Now we just needed some final touches and it would be ready just in time for Christmas.

#4 - Final Touches

We're talkin' lil bits and bobs here. Nothing too extravagant but small embellishments that really make the piece what it is.

I'll start with pins. I only have 2 so far, maybe planning on getting him more for his birthday next year to add to the jacket, but these have just as much sentimental value as the rest.

Frank Carter and the Rattlesnakes, the pin was on sale and it's another one of his favourite bands! It was a must. The goose, goofy and silly but perfect as we'd played Untitled Goose Game together earlier this year as a sort-of date.

Adding a personal touch; the jacket was originally an ASOS piece, but I didn't like how the label looked in the back so I removed it, only to feel like it was too bare after. So I painted him a custom brand label using that fabric ink from earlier and scrap black cotton from my fabrics; sewed it in place and it was finally coming together.

Fixing up any damage; I found on the removable collar, while I was sewing the patches, that one of the elastic loops that held it in place had almost snapped and was hanging on by a thread, so I repaired that! I know it might never be noticed, but that's the funny thing about love isn't it? We do things that our loved ones might never notice just to make their lives a little better, a little easier.

I'm considering roughing up the edges of the seams with a scalpel, just to give it a more worn look. But knowing my Kyle, it'll have that look no problem by the middle of summer.

Conclusions

This was absolutely a journey. There was a lot of stress, but equally there was a lot of time, effort and love poured into this project. I can't imagine him not loving it based on that alone, not even considering the inclusion of his favourite things. If this gets a good reception I'll post a reaction when I give it to him on Tuesday.

I love this man so much, and I think I already know I've created something he will adore and cherish for years to come. And in years to come, assuming I'm still around, I'll be there to patch it, paint it and fix it however he wants, however our lives evolve together as inspiration. I'm as proud to have put work into this as I am to have put work into our relationship. All the tenderness, and care, and patience will be worth it.

And before you ask; Yes, my love language IS acts of service.

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God, I'm starting to have my health close to declining to GLBUH!Michael levels-

[lunamochii]

Genshin Men [ Diluc, Zhongli, Kaeya, Childe ] taking you into a manga cafe - nsfw -

WARNINGS  : Modern AU, nsfw, pure smut, Oral receiving (F) [ Zhongli ], tit-fucking [ Kaeya ], Drunk sex [ Diluc ], thigh fucking [ Childe ], f!reader, minors dni

I tried my best and I hope you guys will love this! Enjoy reading! You guys can request too~

You guys have plan this last week that both of you will check out the new manga cafe that just launch around this month and you are excited going there with them, since it has it's own private room enough for two plus it's unlimited drinks, you guys can read many books as you want. Who would've think that things will end up somewhat different on what you expected. Well, you guys better keep your voices down if you still want to come by again.

You guys can request too~ Happy reading!

Zhongli

"What did you say ?"

You gulp down hearing his baritone voice and you tried to shrug it off by letting out a chuckle and looking away, you totally forgot your man gets jealous easily

"C-Calm down Li! I was just joking about wanting to- hmpf!"

You quickly covered your mouth when slip his fingers underneath the skirt you are wearing, hands grabbing on his polo, his breath hitting your skin on your neck

"Joking ? How can you joke wanting to get railed by another man ? Am I not enough ?"

"They don't exist- Zhongli~"

You couldn't stop yourself from moaning his name when he start to move his fingers against your panty, the way he move his fingers is so slow that you just want to beg for more

Zhongli began to kiss your neck up to your chin then proceed to shower your face with kisses, then he brush his lips against yours

"Just kiss me already.."

You whispered and that made Zhongli chuckle and put his arm behind your back pulling your body close to him, your legs wrap around his waist and he planted a soft kiss on your lips

You quickly wrap around your arms behind his head and pulled his head closer and deepened the kiss, Zhongli groan between the kiss, your tongues battled for dominance but in the end he won

He began on caressing your thighs giving it a light squeeze every time you suck his tongue and you would moan whenever he will slap it softly, Zhongli broke away from the kiss and flip your position

Now you're laying flat on your stomach as he lift your skirt up and pulled your panty down, revealing your wet cunt and all you can do is watch him lick his lips and played with your entrance by his fingers

"Hm! Z-Zhongli~ Stop teasing me~"

"Teasing ? I'm just starting, love."

Zhongli grip your butt and made you lift it up, now your wet cunt is facing him and Zhongli rest his cheeks against your butt cheeks before giving it a slap and trailing his tongue on your cunt

You almost moan loudly but Zhongli stop you by slapping your thighs and you just buried your face on the pillow, this is why you should not provoke him, also it would be bad letting your voice out the people on the other room might hear you

Zhongli insert two fingers and you just want to scream this pleasure building up on your stomach, you move your ass wanting him to go faster but your boyfriend is such a tease, instead of thrusting his fingers faster he instead didn't move it and just lick your cunt

"Zhongli!"

"Yes dear ?"

The way he answered you is like his mocking you, oh how badly you want to tug on his air, you look at him pouting and Zhongli knew exactly what you want

Luckily this room is big enough so he pulled his face away from your cunt and focus on fucking you with his fingers, and in a second he got you moaning and chanting his name

"Shut it Y/N! Others will hear you!"

"It's your f-fault! Hmmff!"

"Can't even control your voice."

Zhongli pulled you up and now both of you are standing on the ground with his fingers slipping again inside your cunt, his other hand groping your breast, you put one of your hand on his hand as he went more faster

His other hand is on your face lightly gripping your neck, he felt you squeezing his fingers tight so he smirk and bit down on your shoulder as he fasten his pace, you squirm slapping his hand trying to get him pull out

But Zhongli remain stern and he got you squirting out, soaking his fingers wet and some of your juices is dripping on the floor, when he let go of you, your body plop down on the bed, with your juices oozing out

"What a sight, how about we go home so I can fuck you, hm ? I would love to hear your voice."

Kaeya

"It looks fun so why not try it, right ?"

Kaeya smirk and you glared at him back but that only made your man chuckle, his hand softly caressing your hair as you gag on his cock, wrapping your tongue around his cock, you continue on rubbing his cock in between your breast

It all started when he decided to read a smut book, he saw a panel where it shows the girl giving the boy a tit fuck and this man right here wanted to try it, though you can't deny that you love it too

"Oh fuck... that's it baby~ Hmm~"

"Geez Kaeya! Don't moan so loud."

"Oya ? Sorry sorry~"

Kaeya smiled and grab a handful of your hair so it won't get on your way, to get you back on track he purposely slip his feet under your skirt rubbing it against your soaking panty

You let out a soft moan and began to suck him whole, his other hand grab on the sheet as he throw his head back, not wanting to let his voice out but the way you suck him is too good that he can't hold his self back

"Squeeze your breast together for me baby."

You did as what he told you and it took you by surprise when he started to move his hips and you can feel how his cock twitch in between your breast, you roll out your tongue just so you can lick the tip of his cock

"Fuck! Hmm!! Holy shit!"

Kaeya curse non-stop and it was like a music on to your ears and with a few more thrust he came and you open your mouth as to catch his cum but some of it still got on your face and breast, Kaeya let out a satisfied sigh as he lay his upper half body on the bed

"Are you satisfied daddy ?"

Kaeya peek on you and motion you to lay on top of his chest and you did, he twirl some strand of your hair on his fingers as he gave you a quick kiss

"You tire me out baby~ I will go grab more book and maybe I can find more interesting positions."

He wink at you and kisses you passionately before fixing his self and told you to wait for him naked, on the bed, while he fetch more book.

Diluc

"I'm back! Gosh I found so many good mangas that are impossible to buy!"

You announced once you entered the room while holding the mangas you got, but what welcome you is the scent of the alcohol on the air, your nose immediately scrunch up

"Y/N..."

Your eyes landed on your boyfriend sitting at the swivel chair, the coat he wore is now hanging at the back of the chair and his polo is now unbuttoned

"Diluc?!"

"I feel hot.."

You quickly put down the book on the table on the side and went o him but he grab you by the wrist and pulled you making you sit on his lap

"Y/N..."

His hug on you is so tight as if his afraid once he let go you will run away from him, he inhaled your scent and buried his face on the crook of your neck

You roam your eyes and found a one glass that is now empty and it looks like he drank all of it, you shook your head and pulled away from him, his face is really red and his looking at you with a weird expression

"I love you and you know that right ? This manga cafe... this room... will be the witness on how I show you that I love you so much.."

"Hahaha you're saying weird things again Diluc.."

You chuckled but he just lowered his head down to your breast and he look up at you, then he buried his face in between your chest

"Let's fuck."

"Eh ? Right here ?"

Diluc just nodded and began to rub his cheeks against yours, this is what happened when he gets drunk, it's either he will pass out or he will seek for you

"Then, I will be on your care."

You said to him and Diluc gave you a sweet smile before kissing your lips full of love and passion, his hands didn't waste time and immediately slip inside your shirt, getting rid of your bra his hands groping your breast while the both of you kiss

Saliva dripping on the side of your lips as you grind on his crotch that is starting to grow, Diluc let out a soft moan when you got rid of his polo, he broke the kiss so he can take your shirt off and hold you by your waist pulling you towards him

Your breast getting press by his chest as he suck and lick on your neck, then he whispered to you that you should get up a bit so he can unbuckle his belt and get rid of his pants

"Are you sure you don't need help ?"

"Mhm.. no.."

Diluc sounds just like a baby, gone his deep voice now it's replace by his soft voice. Once his done he held out his hand and you gulp seeing his hard cock, standing proud

"Loving what you see ?"

You nodded and that made Diluc smiled and when you place your hand on top of his, he brought it close to his lips and kiss the back of your hand

"It's all yours"

His sweet even when his sober but him being drunk is a next level, you can't help but get all butterflies on your stomach, you slowly lowered yourself to him and Diluc didn't stop whispering sweet words and praise to you

"Good girl, love you darling.."

You grip tight on his shoulders and Diluc cuss under his breath feeling how soft your walls are, he didn't move for a second since he want to shower your face with kisses, your mind become clouded when he lick your earlobe and started to move

His thrust are sloppy and his hands are groping your butt cheeks, his breath are uneven and every time you guys kiss, you can taste the alcohol and maybe that also got you drunk

You never left his lips not wanting to cry out loud, you just muffled your moans in between the kiss and Diluc thrust his hips faster, giving your ass a playful slap every time he shove his cock deep

That will also earn him a sweet moan for you, he can tell that his not that drunk but being this close to you, inhaling your scent is what making him drunk, he sunk his teeth on your shoulder and buried his cock deep as he painted your insides white

You shivered on his embrace and Diluc sigh as if he finally let out everything he had, though he didn't pull out and just keep you close to him, then he look at the book you got yourself

"Say darling, how about you read those while riding me ?"

===Childe

"Two college students fucking in a manga cafe~ How daring~"

Childe lick his lips while thrusting his cock in between your thighs, holding it and all you can do is moan, you never expected you guys would be doing this inside a manga cafe, the books that you guys read are now scattered on the bed

"Look at the tip poking out every time I thrust~ Ahh you look so good like this love~"

Childe can't stop praising you loving how you look right now, his cum all over your body and you can't even count how many times he have cum now and how many times you have cum without him fucking your cunt

He let out a groan when you rub your thighs together and that just made him thrust more faster, your moans getting out of hand so you grab the pillow that is place right above your head and press your face in there

"Oh fuck! Coming!"

Childe release his load once again on your stomach and you felt how hot it is, he reach for the pillow and toss it away as he make you hold your legs, press against your chest and he slowly insert his cock once again in between your thighs

"When will you fuck my insides Childe ?!"

"Patience love~ I will fuck you silly once we get to our condo."

Childe smirk lick his fingers and insert it inside your cunt making you bit your lips and at the same time he began to thrust his cock in between your thighs, his fingers fucking your cunt, he can sense how needy your cunt is for it to suck his fingers in

You tried to grab the pillow but Childe told you to push your fingers on your own mouth while your other arm is holding your legs together, lost in the moment you guys didn't even notice the blinking light, a sign that the time is up

"H-Hurry Childe! Hmm make me cum!"

"Together, let's do it together."

Childe groan and pulled his fingers out and fuck your thighs faster, you let out muffled moans and your eyes saw the blinking light and you know anytime somebody will come knocking at the door

"Childe!!"

"Shit!"

He release his cum on to your face and you squinted your eyes as he rub his own cock and keeps on coming on your body, just as you thought somebody knock and both of you look at each other

"Dear guest, would you like to extend your time ?"

Childe smirk seeing how you began to suck his cock and he caress your cheeks with full of adoration, it's your turn now to feel pleasure from sucking him

"Dear guest ?"

"Ah yes, we would like to rent this room for one more hour. Since.."

Childe bit on his lower lip holding his self back to moan when he felt you wrapping your tongue around his cock

"Since we're not done reading the books~"

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MASTERLIST

[jane-todd-maximoff]

can I request a viktor x reader where what if it’s his s/o who ends up getting terminally ill. So he’s doing everything in his power to keep them alive.

All for us

They were getting weaker by the day Viktor noted as he walked to your bedside to replace the dying flowers. You've been like this for a while but he's not gonna let you go, Viktor thinks to himself. Your eyes flutter open, Viktor looks at you and smiles slightly “good morning lovely” Viktor says to them softly. They need a minute to respond to him. "Hello Viktor” they weakly reply. It seemed to take lots of energy out of you to even respond to him. Viktor took a seat at the foot of the bed. He brushes the hair from their eyes. They looked dejected. He scrunched his brows together. He was hell-bent on finding a way to keep you alive even if it was the last thing he would ever do. Viktor sighed "Y/N, I'm sorry to inform you this at such a short time but I'm going away for a few days” "Oh, well if you have to, but hurry back” "I will” Viktor grabbed their hand and kissed the back of it.

Viktor stood up from the foot of the bed and headed back to his apartment. Viktor put on a change of clothing, something old and worn down. And with that he sets off to the undercity, where he knows of a drug that could save you. It could keep you alive. He was doing this for you, he was doing it for love. Viktor steps into the rickety elevator shaft and flips the switch. Within a few minutes he reaches the level of the undercity. After stepping out of the elevator Viktor could feel the eyes on him. It could be that they have recognized him from his work with Jayce or they are suspicious of the unfamiliar face. The undercity changed for sure. It was bustling and full of shimmer. And luckily for him that was what he needed. Yes he saw what it did to Rio but if there's a chance it would keep you alive he was gonna take it.

The way down to Singed's old lab was long but after getting there he saw Rio still alive. Singed turns around and stares at him. “I understand now, '' he emitted to singed. “You do?” Viktor peered at Rio “yes.” he started trying to bury all his emotions; they wouldn’t help him or you. Singed moved around his lab grabbing a small pouch and putting something else in it. "Is this shimmer?” “A variant. One that will work on people.” “how-” “I know the look of a man that is about to lose everything." he admitted. Viktor grabbed the pouch and walked off not even bidding Singed a farewell. Viktor had a feeling that this wouldn’t be the last time they see each other. 

Upon his return topside, he followed the same route he had used earlier. Going back to his apartment changing into different clothing. Viktor moved around his apartment and put things back in place getting rid of the clothing he wore to the Undercity. If someone had seen him and came to Piltover they would never find the clothing idioms he wore leaving no trace that he was there. Viktor grabbed the tiny pouch that contained the vial of shimmer and walked out of the door.

It didn’t take a long time to get to the hospital. When he did get there he would insert the drug via the iv bag that was inserted in your arm. Viktor walked the hallways of the place making twists and turns to get to your room. When Viktor finally got to your room Jayce was standing there the door closed. He looked panicked sad even. “Viktor i-” his voice cracked with a sad sob. No. “Jayce, where is Y/N?” “there gone viktor, there gone.” you were dead and he was too late “when?” he asked maybe he could bring you back “a few hours after you left.” he should never have left you.

[tamayosclinic]

May I request for number 100 on the Nsfw dialogue for Mitsuri with her male s/o?

"You're still horny? Didn't I fuck you hard enough last night?" | Mitsuri x M!S/O

Warning(s): Smut-MINORS DNI, masturbation, use of vibrator, vaginal fingering, voyeurism, multiple orgasms, squirting orgasm, creampie, blowjob

Author's Note(s): Mitsuri is my comfort character so I'm glad to finally have a request for her. Enjoy this oneshot.

Word Count: 835

100+ Followers Event [Closed]

Mitsuri was in a dilemma on top of another dilemma. Here she is fighting more than just a demon. The demon had blindsided her with a gas attack that did nothing at first. She was prepared for the worst, yet, as the battle progressed without feeling any effects, Mitsuri had long forgotten about it.

That is until her temperature suddenly spiked and she was unable to bring it down. She was sure she was blushing red enough to practically radiate in the night. Her essence pooled in her panties, and she constantly rubbed her thighs together to have some sort of friction.

Luckily the surge in hormones gave her a power boost that ended the fight in no minute. Mitsuri let her lewd mind wander to her lover, (Y/n)—drooling at the thought of him pounding her until they were both satisfied. She reached in to finger herself while running home and prayed that (Y/n) had returned from the mission he was sent on days before.

Too bad the universe did not want to make it easy on her. Mitsuri whined loudly when she arrived home and found it completely empty. There was no time to wallow in disappointment. Mitsuri dashed to their shared bedroom and dug through her cabinets, pulling out a vibrator she had abandoned the use of after her engagement to (Y/n).

Good thing I didn’t just throw it out, she thought as she lay on the bed. Placing the vibrator on her entrance, she turned it on and gasped as a buzzing sensation sent shivers through her core.

Not wasting any more time, she inserted the vibrator into her pussy and moaned with great pleasure. She kneaded her breast as she thrust the vibrator in and out—imagined it was (Y/n)’s cock pleasing her. “Oh yeah (Y/n). Faster. Faster.”

Meanwhile, (Y/n) had arrived home and, upon entering the home, was greeted by the high-pitched moans of Mitsuri. His heart pulsed in his chest while he crept quietly to the bedroom to investigate. The door was left slightly ajar for him to peak through the crack and find Mitsuri pleasing her with a ferocity he had never seen from her, even when getting kinky.

Now that his fear of her being with another man was gone, (Y/n) figured he could wait and surprise her, not wanting to barge in and ruin her vibe. He kept his eyes on her, subconsciously licking his lips when he got a view of her gleaming pussy. Seeing no reason to be left out of the self-pleasure, he stripped out of his clothes and fisted his hardening cock.

Mitsuri was too engrossed in her own pleasure to notice him. When a knot finally formed in her stomach, she turned the vibrator up another level and threw her head back as she came undone around it. “Oh (Y/n).”

“Yes, baby,” (Y/n) replied teasingly which had Mitsuri jump from shock. He finally walked in and continued to jerk off as he took the vibrator out of her pussy and brought it to his mouth to be cleaned. “Mm~.”

Oh God, this man made Mitsuri’s raging hormones go from 10 to 100 with just that action was astounding. The shock and wonder of how long he had been watching her were thrown out the window. He was here now and Mitsuri needed him to fill the void even more.

“(Y/n) take me!” She kept her legs wide open for him to see her still dripping pussy.

“Don’t mind if I do,” (Y/n) crawled atop her, positioning the head of his cock at her entrance. It slipped in with ease and he moaned as her walls drenched him.

He thrust steadily then picked up the pace the more she begged until he was relentlessly pounding her—making a sloppy slap each time he thrust back in. The familiar knot in Mitsuri’s stomach was back within a few minutes.

“I’m close!”

“Already?”

“Yeah- oh~!” Mitsuri came around his cock but still pleaded with him to continue as she had not yet calmed her hormones. (Y/n) happily obliged, pounding her until he climaxed himself.

“Oh, baby.” He groaned as he felt her squirt around him. Feeling Mitsuri relax in his arms, he pulled out of her and saw the exhausted woman slowly drift off to sleep with a contented look on her face. He pulled her with him as he rolled onto his back so that she was laying over him. With a final kiss goodnight, he allowed himself to drift away slowly.

(Y/n) was abruptly woken up after who knows how many hours to the feeling of warmth around his cock. It took a minute for him to come out of his sleepy daze to find Mitsuri sucked his cock while fingering herself vigorously.

(Y/n) grinned and pulled her up by the chin to face him, “You’re still horny? Didn’t I fuck you hard enough last night?”

“Apparently not,” Mitsuri teased, “Mind helping me out again?”

“As many times as you need baby.”

[cathey-winchester-666]

Reader's relationship with Baji

Summary: Continuation of Medic!Reader idea, but with my best boy: B A J I

Relationship: Mostly platonic, could be read as something more

Warnings: Slight mentions of math and homework.

Other Links: (Original Post) (Mikey) (Draken) (Emma) (Mitsuya)

Prepare for trouble...

And make it double!!

Because, let's be honest, Baji is a menace on his own

But

With your brain

and his brawns

You're an

u n s t o p p a b l e

f o r c e o f

p u r e

e v i l

At first, he's pretty sceptical about you joining because

look at the size of it

i could squish it

and it would die

But then you hold your ground in a fight

And prove that you're worth your metal

And his vicious mode turns into

p r o t e c m o d e

The entire gang is hell bent on protecting you

But when it comes down to it,

Baji is like your guard dog

You guys are like the vine that goes;

"gEt YoUr fUcKiNG dOG BITCH!!!" "it don't bite" "yES IT DO!!!"

Just

give me Protector Baji™ any day of the week my good friends

He’s a total dumbass but you love him so much

Would totally share his peyoung yakisoba with you and Chifuyu would tag along

There would be less for each individual, but with all the conversation and the laughter, it somehow took you guys so much longer to finish it

Now, as far as he's always been concerned, the only way to beat your enemies is with you fists

But then you introduce him to blackmailing and his eyes are officially

o p e n e d

With you now able to pick his battles for him, he is able to get the maximum degradation out of the punks that are foolish enough to stand against him

Would ask you to help study with him

Would try his absolute best

bless his heart (T-T)/<3

But he wouldn't be able to understand half of what you're saying

Would enthusiastically be like:

OH I THINK I'VE GOT IT NOW!!! :D

But wouldn't

And you've gotta be like

baby </3

hunny

yes i love you T-T

but no

And his face drops momentarily along with the shattered pieces of your heart

But then he gets right back into studying the question and trying to understand it

protect this large child at any costs

It's really good practice for you and when you become a doctor, because you have to be able to evaluate what it is your patient is feeling and understand it in smart doctor-terms, then you have to be able to dumb it down to a level that the patient will be able to understand

Luckily you're a quick learner and pick up on how to explain whatever it is that Baji doesn't understand in a way that he will

Be patient, he's really trying his best

It's something about the way that you remain calm and keep coming up with new ways to explain things to him which really helps him to keep a level head

He can get really stressed about his grades but your constantly calm and positive attitude really helps him out

You guys would totally end up having several study sessions a week and Chifuyu would be there to ofc

Absolutely a hype man

Will treat you like the deity that you are

You wanna go bash these dudes up

Where are my pom-poms I got cheering to do

You wanna go drown this dude

He's already standing at the beach waiting

You wanna stab this dude

Here's a freshly sharpened knife just give me a moment whilst I go grab my camera

You're a part of the LGBTQ+ community

Bitch wait a moment, I'm ironing my flag

You wanna join the BLM protest

Here's a plane ticket, let's go fuck up some Americans

Would totally let you braid his hair

LIVES for the feeling of your hands in his hair

Because you’ve always got to be gentle but fast with medical care, you’re incredibly skilled when it comes to intricate designs and threading

Comes out looking like he belongs on Hot Topic

Would beat up anyone who says it isn't cool

Wears that shit with style

After you braid his hair, you would warn him that he shouldn't leave his hair in like that overnight

Would leave it in anyway

You wake up the next morning to 1000+ messages from Baji frantically wondering why his hair is now wavy, with 35% of the messages being images of him doing his morning routine but with his hair curly (i.e. brushing teeth mirror photos, cooking breakfast, eating breakfast, shirtless, just got changed, etc.)

And you would yell at him over the phone about how you warned him not to wear it overnight

And he would yell back that you didn't tell him this was going to happen and that he thought you were joking

You both look like maniacs to the other people on the streets screeching into your phones about braids and hair - especially Baji

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT, I TOLD YOU THIS WOULD HAPPEN!"

"NO YOU DIDN'T!"

"YES I DID!"

"WHEN?!"

"I SAID 'Make sure you don't leave that in over night Baji.' AND YOU SAID 'Sure thing y/n!"

"I REMEMBER THAT!"

"THAT'S BECAUSE IT HAPPENED!"

"YEAH, BUT I THOUGHT YOU WERE JUST JOKING!"

"WAS IT FUNNY?! WAS I LAUGHING?!"

"WELL IT ISN'T ANYMORE!"

Then Chifuyu, who's walking with Baji and sick of hearing you two yell would butt in,

"Guys,"

"WHAT!!" You both simultaneously yell.

"Sorry Chifuyu.." You quickly slip in afterwards and Baji mumbles an apology afterwards as well.

"It's fine, look, it doesn't matter who's fault it is, all we can do now is try to fix it."

You realise Chifuyu's right, so you ask Baji what he's done to try and fix the situation so far, figuring that you could bring a straightener or put it in a design or smth

"Oh, well I just finished brushing it, but that didn't seem to help."

"YOU BRUSHED IT!"

"THAT'S WHAT I SAID!"

"ARE YOU AN IDIOT?!"

"APPARENTLY!"

So that's how you ended up spending that morning

Needless to say, from that day forward, whenever you braided his hair, he made sure to take it out after only an hour each time just to make sure, even when you assured him it was fine

"That's how I ended up in the situation to begin with."

"HUH???"

Cue another argument

He's still salty and will never get over it

Would go shopping with you but totally end up getting you kicked out no matter where you go

You're lucky you haven't been arrested yet

The boys have decided to keep a running tally of the amount of times that you've had to fix them up

Baji is loosing

Or, as he likes to look at it, winning by a mile

He is currently the MOST frequent of your patients

Just, every other day he wanders in covered in some injury or another, sometimes leaning on or being dragged in by Chifuyu, but with the most shit eating grin on his face like,

"You will not be able to believe what I just did."

And you stand there like,

"Yeah, I think I can."

So he sits down and gives you the most animated story of your life about some dude that got on his bad side

Or a snake he thought would make a fun pet

Or that car that was just begging to be set on fire and you're like

"Huh, sue Baji. I'm sure that's exactly the correct way to approach that situation... moron."

And he's all enthusiastic about his story

Then you gently turn his face towards yours to begin patching him up and he is complete putty in your hands

just,

the gentle touches

the dabbing of the cleaning cloth

the way your face scrunches in concentration

the softly whispered words of comfort

the way you wince every time you slip the needle into his skin, as if you can feel the pain rather than him

how you always tell him what you're going to do before you do it, so that he's prepared, so that it doesn't hurt as bad

his energy slowly dies down until he has is eyelids half closed

world only filled with your careful touch

just- urgh

give this man some soft attention

he really needs it

[tinyidle]

HELLO! First I wanted to say I really love your writing 💘 and Then I wanted to request a Dom!Hongjoong x sub!reader where there's a big party for idols and they can bring their dates, but there's another idol trying to get close to the reader which makes joong jealous and angry :O I'm sorry if its too much.. idk how to explain TT

You're Mine to Hold - KHJ

first of all, thank you very much for liking what i put out so far! i plan to do more for the enjoyment of others as well as myself, and i also hope to have some buddies here to chat with in the most casual of ways; whether as atinys, nevies, or just multis of any groups i stan. as for this ask, im not the best at party scenarios. but since this is about idols, i would gladly do so in the best way possible and try not to replicate those youtube-like fanfic videos lol. so enjoy and hope you like it!

my first oneshot scenario!

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WARNING: smut, a slight bit of angst, mentions of drinking, physical contact, group dates, mentions of real-life idol groups, manhandling, small powerplay/dumbification, safe-wording, pet naming/k*nk names, sp*nk*ng, foreplay (oral, n*ppl* play, f*ng*r*ng), small d*gr*d*t*on, overst*mul*t*on, jealous/protective s*x, rough s*x, pull-out method, jealous!hongjoong, oblivious reader, smaller reader, dom!hongjoong, sub!reader, idol!hongjoong x date!female reader, all fiction

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after MAMA 2021, there was an idol party for all the available idol groups. it was about 11 PM KST, but many still had the adrenaline to do an after-party. after checking to see that all the guests were healthy through temperature checks, all of them mannerly led their +1s into a huge venue meant for only the top celebrities.

so when ateez were invited into the party along big names like bts, blackpink, red velvet, twice, seventeen, monsta x, and even their big-name idol friends stray kids and tomorrow x together, they were more than honored. you were more than honored as well to be the leader's first mate: hongjoong's girlfriend.

the party was very civilized yet very fun. masks were kept up since the place was close to capacity level, people were dancing to the top songs from the awards earlier before, and idol friends were laughing along with each other. there was a bar area, but only about 5 people were there. you decided to go to the bar to get both you and your boyfriend some light drinks. as you were ordering, an idol whom you didn't know went up to your shoulder and lightly touched it.

"what's your name?" he said, with a small smirk. you, being a pretty friendly person, you told him your name. he then decided to sit next to you and talk to you. while you guys were chatting, he would sometimes touch your knee through your beautiful blue dress, but since he was sporting a friendly smile you brushed it off. a few meters away hongjoong was bearing eyes on what was going on, getting slowly heated but oddly turned on as well. he loved to show you off, but he loves to do it when he's the one next to you. not some sleazy idol.

he had it once he saw the aforementioned idol lift your hand up to kiss it. you blushed/had a small smirk of embarrassment. just as you were about to break the news about your relationship status you felt yourself being lifted up by the waist and held there. your boyfriend was standing there, with anger and some lust in his eyes despite the kindish look from the mask.

"sorry, sunbaenim, but she's mine to hold," he said, still having his arm around your waist wrapped in blue. luckily ateez's managers called for the boys to go back home so they can rest for their activities in the morning, even if they had nothing except for the afternoon. hongjoong quietly thanked the heavens above and continued to go into the car you both went in.

you both were dropped off at your apartment where he had planned to stay for the night. when you guys went into the apartment bedroom and removed all your clothing to change into pajama clothes, you saw your boyfriend changing and decided to apologize.

"joong, im sorry for what happened earlier. can i make it up to you?" when you heard no answer, you went up to him and lightly tapped his shoulder, and when he turned around you almost gasped. he had an undershirt and his boxers on, was hard as hell, and his eyes showed almost no mercy.

"if you are truly sorry, would you mind being my sweet baby and deal with the problem you caused?" knowing that you turned on his dominant side, you nodded your head. your first mistake. he went up to you and forced your head up to meet his hungry gaze. "can you say that again? i don't think I heard that properly, berry."

you started to crumble into a slight subspace once your trigger name was said. hongjoong never used it unless he wanted your full submissive side to him; meaning he wasn't going easy on you at all. "yes sir," you said, not at all trying to defy him. you never did, but in times like this, you walked on sexual eggshells to not tick your boyfriend off.

"safe word?" he asked you, just so that he let you know he knew boundaries still.

"blueberry", you said, head still in a dazed state, when he did absolutely nothing.

he hummed in approval and pushed you down on his knees. "open your mouth." you pushed his boxers off and immediately took him in your mouth. after a couple of minutes he got disinterested and pulled you off his still rock hard on. he then lifted you up to your feet so that he can lay you on his lap on the bed. pulling both pj pants and undies off, he smacked your round ass, making you gasp in both pleasure and pain. "take 10 of these like the slut you like to act like and you'll be rewarded."

"yes sir," you nodded, trying hard not to rub your sore bottom. each time he would rub your butt before landing a harsh smack, soon hearing you moan in close to full subspace. at the tenth one, he opened your legs some to stick two fingers in your wet cavern to play with you some more and test your fuckability at the moment.

"you're soaking on my thighs," he chuckled, seeing how you are mind fucked before you were even fucked. "good, berry. i think you're ready for my cock, don't you think?"

"please sir, you can use me how you like," you mindlessly said, very close to too far gone. hongjoong, still being a gentleman, massaged your red ass until you were purring under his protective grip. when he thought you were mentally ready, he laid you on the side and stood in-between your legs. opening them enough to let his shaft go into your smaller body, you moaned in an anime-like manner when he pushed in.

still remembering what you did earlier, hongjoong rapidly picked up speed, taking off your pj top, and started twisting and pulling at your nipples. you came once from the previous spanking and fingering along with his dick sliding repeatedly in and out of your pussy, but your boyfriend kept going. again, you came, but he still was going at nearly full speed.

"sir, please. i want you to let go," you almost said in a whisper, still whimpering from the man on top of you drilling your sensitive cunt.

"tell me that you're mine and only mine," he growled, hips faltering only slightly.

with all the energy you could muster, you told him, "im yours hongjoong, and no man will take me from you."

and with that, he pulled out of you and came on your boobs and backside. you also came with a shiver and ascended into full sub-space mode. he calmed down some and went to get a warm wet cloth to clean you up. he helped put aloe vera on your vaginal area and butt to soothe the roughness. he then helped put him and you into clean clothes and went into the bed.

kissing your cheek, he informed you softly. "remember that you're mine to hold, okay baby? i love you."

almost asleep but awake enough to be out of subspace, you nodded, and gave him a kiss back into his heart-shaped lips. "I'll never forget, joongie, love you too."

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this was a bit more descriptive and a lot longer than i thought i would do. but then again, with hongjoong being my bias, it's expected i guess. this took me about 2 hours in total lol

if you have any suggestions, let me know! i can write for other members of ateez if wanted.

[babu-haitani]

hewwo there dear friend.So im too tired for angst and anyways izana,mikey and shinichiro(no deliquent au)where their s/o posted a dance and when they was scrolling to their fyp they see their s/o in an sexcy edit.K bye

I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SOOOO LONG TO POSTT!!! But here it is! I finally have it here! Enjoy!! <3

FYP (Tokyo Revengers)

Genre: Fluff, Crack, Suggestive (Shinichiro's Part)

Pairings: Izana, Mikey, Shinichiro x G/N S/O

P.S Characters are 18+

TW: Shinichiro being a simp----JAGFFASFJSM

IZANA KUROKAWA

He would make you delete it, He hates the idea of you showing your sexy side to the public and for him he thinks that he is the only one allowed to see that side of you. No one else.

You were at work while your husband was staying at home and enjoying his day off to himself as he waits for you to come back home. It was a boring day so Izana thought of just scrolling on his FYP.

"Even on tiktok there is no interesting vid--" He was about to complain to himself about the boring feed but then stopped himself as he looked at his phone screen with wide eyes. It was thrist trap of yourself.

Izana knows your hobby of cosplaying so it wasn't new to him when you would sometimes lock yourself in your shared bedroom and would film for hours and hours but what he didn't expect is for you to post a thrist trap.

"You're fucking busted, missy..." Izana snarled with a sly smirk on his face.

You took out your keys and lightly opened the door. As you swinged the door open you were greeted by your husband, with a smalie plastered on your face you walked towards your husband---attempting to hug him but was stopped when he shoved his phone towards your face

With a confused look, you pulled away from him and look at the screen. Your face started heating up as you saw the thirst trap that you have posted while wearing a Grell Sutcliff cosplay, you turned your head to the side to look at your husband's face who has raised eyebrows.

"Ehe..." You let out a small chuckle, Izana crossed his arms

"Don't Ehe me, Y/N...Delete it..." Izana spoke.

"But it has 50k viewsssss!!" You then whined, Izana grabbed both your shoulders and then shaked you lightly.

"I don't careeee, I agreed to marry you because I thought I was the only one to see the sides of you that no one is allowed to seeeee!!" Izana whined, you can't help but blush at his statement. Izana wasn't the best when it comes to expressing his feelings but If you need assurance he would give it to you and this is one of the rare moments you can't help but just follow him, with a deep sigh you took out your phone and deleted the video. Luckily, you have other drafts with the same cosplay.

"There, deleted it..." You spoke, Izana then hugged you and gave you kisses.

"Okay, Thank you...Now give me my cuddles, I got jealous when I read the comments..." Izana said silently as he nuzzled on the crook of your neck, you just gave him a light chuckle and headed towards your shared bedroom, spending the night with cuddles, snacks and small talks about how your day went.

MANJIRO SANO (MIKEY)

He wouldn't be jealous tbh but instead he would be a hype man. Like he would be the one filming you and would sometimes even join you if you make thirst traps or just a couple cosplay but you making your own thirst trap was on a whole 'nother level. He would be pouty and would complain.

"Mikeeeyyyyy~ I'm sorryyyy please talk to meeeee" You have been apologizing to your boyfriend for the last 30 minutes ever since he found the thirst trap you have recently posted.

"You promised we would do videos together!" Mikey whined as he childishly stomped his feet on the ground. You just let out a deep sigh.

"I know and I'm sorry! It's just that you have been busy with work and I don't wanna ask you..." You explained, Mikey then walked up to you and hugged you to which you gave back.

"You know I always have time for you..." You just nodded your head at his response, you lifted your head and stared at him and then planted a soft kiss on his lips.

"But that doesn't mean I'm not mad cause you didn't invite me!" Mikey whined once more.

"Oh come onnnn! Mikey!!! Baby!! Darlingggggg!" You whined as you followed Mikey all over the house and trying to coo at him because of your small mistake.

You both spent the entire day with you apologizing and him giving you stupid reasons on why he is mad. I would be lying if I told you he didn't ask Draken to help him make a powerpoint with the title "Reasons why Y/N should always ask Mikey for help with her TikTok".

SHINICHIRO SANO

He knows everything about you, Including your mannerisms, hobbies and a buch of things about you. He knows you do tiktok and that you cosplay but what he didn't know was that you post thirst traps and you have an entire account just for that certain type of videos.

It was a saturday morning, You and Shinichiro just finished cleaning the entire house together so you decided to take a quick bath to just freshen up and get all the icky sweat that you feel on your skin. It was relaxing as you scrub your entire body.

"Y/N!!!!!!!" You heard shinichiro yell and barges into the bathroom, opening the door aggressively. You stared at him.

"Shinichiro! I'm taking a bath!" You scolded him, he just rolled his eyes and showed you his phone. On his screen it was a video of crawling towards the camera while wearing your Female version Tsukishima cosplay---"Uh oh" That's what you thought...

"Mind explaining me why you're being seducing the entire internet? You don't even do this to me during in beddd!!" He whined, you grabbed the toothpaste and threw it at him; he avoided it smoothly. Heat was making it's way up to your cheeks.

"It's different okay?! and I was wearing cosplay while doing that!!" You retorted at him, he just held his chin as he crosses his arms. You just looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"So...If I buy you costumes and use it during sexy chupchup time, does that mean you'll also try and seduce me? I mean you already got me wrapped around your finger but you know what I mean" Shinichiro suggested.

"Shinichiro Sano..." You called out to him, he looked at you with a smile forming on his lips. Grabbing the soap that you were using earlier, you threw it at him and it ended up hitting his forehead.

"GET OUT!! I'M TAKING A BATH!!!" you yelled, he quickly left you alone in the bathroom but later on peeked inside once more.

"I'll be back! Im'ma go ask Emma to buy some costumes! BYE LOVE!" Shinichiro yelled cheerfully and then left you completely, letting out a sigh---you smiled to yourself.

"Idiot..." You spoke and then continued your relaxing bath. On the other hand, Shinichiro is planning on what costumes that will look good on you as he drives his bike to his Sister's and his husband's house to ask for help regarding what you will wear for tonight---Yes, tonight...

[slashingdisneypasta]

Sylvester the Cat x Toon!Reader || Drabble

Plot: I'm just experimenting with the Looney Tune idea so possibly enjoy some cute Sylvester Jr wanting you to be his new other parent.

Warnings: Toon violence?

You're just tying up the ends of Wile E's bandages into a tight little knot, prompting a wince from the coyote and a little board sign saying 'Ouch!'. Immediately you wince, stepping back. "Ohh... sorry, Wile E... I'm not exactly certified... " Daffy made you do this job, seeing as you're worse at sports then any of them- and that's saying something.

His head falls forward slightly and his ears wilt as you step back.

"Okay! Who's nex- " Turning around - picking up some more bandages and band aids in one fist, and an industrial sized tube of Acme branded antiseptic cream tucked under your other arm, - you look about for your next patient.

- And droop as soon as you see what kind if work load is waiting for you. It looks like every toon you know is lined up for medical attention!

The bandages and band aids slip out of your hands and scatter across the floor. "Oh boy." Quickly taking a deep breath to refresh yourself, you perk right up in order to get to it. Okay! "Sly! You're first, what's wro- Uh, hah. Nevermind."

Looking at him... maybe you don't have to ask...

Tweety flies through the giant gaping hole in Sylvester's tummy and the cat gives great sigh, slumping forward. "Why are the only times he's in there are when he can get out!!"

"I know, I know, woe is you. Sit down." You have no time for sympathies right now, you can allocate Sly only 2 minutes- and that's because you like him. The other patients coming get only one. "Okay, Sly!... um... " Oh brother you're stuck. Why do you do with an ailment like this?? Sylvester patiently sits, waiting for you to finish as you set your paws on your hips with a huff... wondering where exactly to go from here. Hm. "Do you maybe... know where your insides... are? Like, presently?"

"Uhh, they were... disintegrated... "

You two share a concerned look. "Maybe... spackle?- "

Just as Sylvester is gulping down his fear at your crazy suggestion, a certain black and white kitten comes speeding out of the crowd at the two of you. "FATHER!" Sylvester Junior stops at his fathers side, eyes wide with worry. "Father! Is he okay, Y/N??"

As you start rifling through your medical kit for something actually useful, you waive a dismissive paw at the kitten. "Oh, don't worry SJ. Your dad has recovered from worse- you know that."

Oh- that gives you an idea! It may not be strictly medical... or orthodox in the least, but its worth a try! Come on- you guys are toons. Straightening up, you look to the court; Searching for the little yellow speck you know is flying around somewhere.

Sylvester Jr nods slowly, pouting. His eyes are big, and round, and adorably full of worry. "Do you think I can sit on his lap safely, Y/N?"

Oh he's just the cutest. You turn back to your patient and raise your brows at him. "Can he?"

Sly perks up at the chance to get some much needed affection - rather then shameful berating, - from his rugrat. "Of course he can- come on, son- oww... " Unfortunately Sylvester Junior throws caution to the wind, and launches his little body at his father- almost going all the way through and causing you to seriously wince, but luckily Sylvester has a good grip on him and sets him in his lap rather then inside the cavern that was his belly. "Aghhh... thanks, son... I feel a lot better now... oof!- "

Sylvester Junior has thrown his arms around his father, and your heart leaps at the adorable scene...

Except- you wouldn't have, if you had heard what was really going on in that hug.

Sylvester's eyes widen and he deadpans at his son, hearing the words that come out in a rushed, hoarse whisper as soon as the hug he thought was genuine closes around his neck. Of course... this is his son, after all...

"How am I doing, Father?? Is Y/N looking?? I've been told that other cats become more inclined to date a cat who's good with children!, and since you're hopeless at that, I've elected myself, your darling baby son, to help you! So, are they looking father??"

"Junior!"

"Yes father???"

"I do not need your help to woo anyone, and I'm working on Y/N... " Sly tries to assure Jr, not sounding totally sure as his eyes fall downcast. "Its, uh, just a slow process, is all... " After a moment, he proudly lifts his chin, and he would puff out his chest, if... you know.. it was there... "I got your mother on my own, didn't I??"

Sylvester's proud moment is cut off quickly as his son pulls away from him to give a very deadpanned, sassy expression at the mention of his absentee mother cat. "And where is she, may I ask, father??"

A loud 'Aha!' comes from you a few feet away as you jump up, and grab something right out of the air.

Deeply rolling his eyes, irritation flickering inside him at the antics of his son, Sylvester Sr plonks him down on the bench beside him, angrily crossing his arms. Jr follows suit, looking like an exact replica of his father... except, smaller.

Blinking blankly around to see the two, with Tweety now wriggling around in your paws, you giggle at the sight. "What happened to you two? You were having such a heart warming father-son moment a second ago!"

"I'm full of shame, Y/N. Oh woe... "Sylvester Jr sighs, shaking his head as Sr turns his head slowly to look at him. "How am I to face my friends at the playground... My father- a loser!"

Sylvester pointedly looks away, angry eyes pointing towards the court. "My son... a spoiled brat. How am I ever to show my face in society, again?" An even heavier sigh comes out of Sylvester Jr at that remark, and Sylvester Sr immediately jumps up from the bench, pointing a stern finger at his son. "Oh no ya don't- Don't you dare get out that bag!!"

"But Father! I'm full of shame!" Sylvester Jr whines, holding the paper bag in his lap as you watch the two in wonderment. How they can bicker like this, and still have such an adorable, open relationship you have no clue - some kids are too scared to talk back to their fathers, - but the state of these two's relationship is truly, really endearing to you.

Oh how you love Sly... You catch yourself swooning at the thought of him, and immediately stop yourself. Stop it, Y/N! This is not the time for that. Taking a deep breath, you shake yourself. Okay, back to the task at hand.

Meanwhile, Sylvester snatches the paper bag away from Jr. "Oh, cut that out, wouldja?!"

While there's a pause in the argument, you jump and take your chance to hold up Tweety in front of Sylvester's face- his pupils shrinking at the sight and his teeth growing sharper, somehow.

"Oh no oh no- You mean old puddy tads- using me like this!" Tweety exclaims, wings pressed firmly to your paws and pushing, struggling to wiggle up and out of your tight grip. Yeah yeah, you think. Tell it to the choir.

Hopefully when I let Tweety go, Sly will give chase... and be all better!

Heh... isn't that how it works? It is, right? He'll 'perk right up'! you could say.

"Alright... here goes nothing!" You squeak, closing your eyes and letting Tweety go, hoping to god that Sylvester doesn't trample you in his endeavour to snatch his favourite little yellow bird.

Feeling a wind blow against you side and ruffling your fur as Sylvester springs to action, you slowly crack your eyes open again- first seeing Sylvester Jr as he still sits on the bench in front of you swinging his legs over the side of the bench, before peaking over your shoulder, and... "Yes!" You cry out as soon as your keen feline eyes catch sight of Sylvester looking good as new again on the court, chasing Tweety through the still-roaring basketball game. Clasping your hands together, your tail wiggles excitedly behind your back. "It worked!"

"What?" Sylvester hears your cheering and immediately halts in his tracks, looking at you then down at himself- a big, toothy smile spreading across his face when he see's he's all better. "Y/N! You did it! Thanks!"

"Of course!" You call back, then point at the scoreboard and wink. "Now kick those Monstar's butts for me!"

The green Monstar turns a squinty looking evil eye on you at hearing your words but you don't care- you're far too busy burning the image of Sly giving you a thumbs up into your mind.

"Heheh, no problem... " That trademark evil grin slips across Sly's face again as he rubs his paws together, turning his attention back to the game as you sigh, paws on your hips; Happy with your job well done.

"Uh, hello??" Someone speaks up from behind you, and you jump, suddenly remembering the mile long line of toons that still need medical attention.

Ohhh... great. You slowly turn around, seeing Elmer giving you angry eyes and quickly look extremely apologetic, paws awkwardly behind your back and spine as straight as a plank. Oops!

You might seem help... you think you tilting your head to see the rest of the long... long, l o n g line. "Uhh... SJ? You wanna help me play nurse, maybe?"

"Oh, yes Y/N!" He exclaims enthusiastically, hopping off the bench and taking up your medical kit in his short little arms- which is way too big for him. You giggle and take it from the kitten, patting his head. "I'll be happy to be your assistant!"

Fist bumping each other, you wink. "That's the kinda attitude I like to see! Lets go."

~

A couple hours and countless injuries later and the game is coming to a nail chewing close. Truly, this is a new level of anxiety you're feeling as you leave Sylvester Junior, now exhausted and up past his bedtime, curled in Granny's lap with a blanket strewn over him. Then you sit back down to watch the game beside a very injured Sly, as Witch Hazel defibrillates Taz.

If Michael doesn't make this shot - with but seven seconds to go, - he has to move to Moron Mountain in your place. You all dragged him here for help and now h's the one with everything on the line.

You cant help but feel a massive load of guilt.

"Oh I cant watch!" You squeak suddenly amongst the thunderous sounds of the audience at 4 seconds, and cover your eyes. "Tell me when its over!"

.

.

.

3 seconds later, the buzzer screeches and you hear the toons around you cheering, and peak out nervously from beyond your paws. ... What happened?

Your gaze flickers to the score board.

Oh my god. A deep, relieved breath comes out of you. "We won!?"

"We won!" Sylvester concurs, jumping up from the bench and throwing a fist into the air. Then he puts his paws on your arms and beams down at you. "We're not gonna be slaves!!"

You wonder what you could say in response, but the one thing your body is telling to you to do is throw your arms around him- so you do. And he doesn't think twice before squeezing you back, picking you up and swinging you around.

Then the world comes crashing down around Sly, as his son opens his eyes to see the scene- and gasps. The kitten sits up quickly in Granny's lap and points. "Oh, father! You did it! I knew you could do it!"

Immediately Sylvester puts you down, his paws retreating from you and a definite sense of nervousness - and maybe embarrassment? - settles over him. You raise your brows, confused, but still swimming in the joy of the game being won and just tilt your head as you confusedly smile. "What did he do??"

Sly Jr doesn't even think a second before gleefully elaborating- despite his father very nearly shaking his soul free waving his hands at him in a doomed endeavour to shut his son up. "No- stop, Junior!- "

"Asked you out! Didn't he?" As the wide eyed bewilderment on your face and the utter horror on Sylvester's dawns on Jr, his shoulders drop and he turns disappointedly at his dad. "Didn't you?"

"No!"

"Oh, father!- "

Sylvester Sr's tail, shoulders, and head slump forward as he turns his kitten around so he faces away from the two of you, embarrassment replaced by exasperation. "You're tired, son. Go to sleep. Night night, sleep tight, sweet dreams, don't let the bed bugs bite and we'll talk in the morning." Then he slowly, meekly turns back to you.

And you're practically glowing. "Sly... what's he talking about?"

"Father likes you!- " Sylvester Jr tries to speak up again, turning his head but Sr twists his head carefully back, a reprimanding tone in his voice.

"Sleep! Hah hah... " Sylvester (Sr) turns back to you, arms held carefully behind his back as he chuckles nervously. "My son is... troubled... a little- "He point at his head and swirls his finger; A gesture reading 'Loopy'. As soon as the meaning behind that word and his gesture occurs to you, you visibly droop. Oh. Okay... I guess SJ was just messing with us... Sly watches this reaction, and his ears perk up quickly; Sensing some dissappintment. "I mean, uh... unless you liked the i-idea?"

You peak up at him again from the floor, seeing his face slowly going red. "... D-do you?"

"Wha- I asked first! You answer the question."

"Hey." Setting your fists to your hips, you look stubbornly at him. "You were just taking it all back! So you tell the truth. Which is it??"

"Yeah- but I asked the question first!"

"Sylvester James Pussycat Senior!"

"Pfft... if you think pulling full name on me is going to change anything... " He rolls his eyes, crossing his arms. "You've got another thing comin'!"

Your eyes narrow, and so do his, before suddenly Taz jumps up from the bench he was resting on and ZOOMS past Sly so fast and so hazardously, that he's caught off guard and jumps forward with a yelp- accidentally knocking you.

"Oh!-"

"H-hold on, I got ya!!" Sylvester's eyes widen to the size of dinner plates and he grabs you just before gravity manages to drag you down to the ground; Pulling you back up to your feet- which just so happens to bring you two extremely close together.

Two sets of eyes widen and faces go red.

Everything seems to go a little quieter around you, the deafening sounds of the auditorium seeming to get plunged under water as the crazy all just slows down for just a moment. Enough for you to enjoy the few seconds you foreseeably get before he jumps back like someone sprayed him.

But to your surprise, he doesn't move. Just stands there and looks shocked... but does not move even an inch away from you. Doesn't even let go of you.

Finally, after a few good moments, you sigh and give in. "... Sly, would you like to go out sometime with me?"

"Ah... " His ears flatten against his head as he looks bashful, with a cute little smile that makes your stomach do backflips as he curls his tail around yours. "Yes, I'd like that very much."

You lean up and give him a feather light kiss on the cheeks- and he goes even redder.