#ran rambles /pos ??

[alixlives]

OMFG WILBUR FUCKING TICKLED / POKED TOMMYS SIDE ON STREAM BUT ENDED BEFORE I COULD GET THE CLIP ILL GET IT THE SECOND THE VODS UP

[mooneltwo]

You are not allowed to die

Kobylu au where Luffy is a dragon and Koby is a human that got shipwrecked on his domain island.

Luffy takes Koby in, and they gain mutual feelings for each other and live together. But Koby dies of old age and Luffy brings him back to life.

Koby isn’t suppose to be alive, so the gods want him dead. So through various incidents in Luffy’s palace, he keeps dying, over and over. And Luffy keeps spawning him back at the age of 24 (the age he met Koby.)

When reviving Koby, Luffy gives 200 years of his lifespan to him so he could live a long fulfilling life of a normal person. But alas, it keeps getting wasted by how much Koby dies.

Theres more to the au but its night time and i feel like im gonna fall aslee

[gently-decaying-flowers]

people calling me charles>>>>>

I FEEL LIKE A LITTLE VICTORIAN BOY

[traumxrei-archive]

H U H ????

WHAT. WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT— I THINK I JUST HIT THE METAPHORICAL JACKPOT OF THE YEAR BC WHAT THE FAWK—

granted, this was on the great fortune banner where the rates for five stars is increased significantly but *cries in what the fuck*

i thought "oh i got a dupe natsume, yk what that's not bad..." AND THEN KURO'S VOICE CAME AND IM LIKE. HELLO SIR. i wasn't expecting you but...welcome >:DD AND THEN IZUMI SENA'S VOICE SOUNDED AND I ALMOST SCREAMED

[chisatowo]

Oh baby tomorrow. Today technically. It's already here huh. Just sort of happening. Just like that. Cool beans (<- abt 2 cry)

[lynnimini]

₊⊹ 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥𝘰 ₊⊹

Description: fluff ⋆ oneshots ⋆ cute

⋆ In which y/n meets bonedo for the first time in memorable ways.

Words: 1.65k

Pairings: bnd x gn!reader

Warnings: N/A

p. sungho

you and sungho met on your guys' very first day of college. you were running frantically and trying your best to navigate your way to chemistry, already being half an hour late. the moment you ran down the stairs, you saw sungho standing awkwardly outside the room contemplating whether he should go in and risk everyone staring at him.

"you late too?"

he shot you a sheepish smile and nodded in response to your question. you couldn't keep the spreading smile off your face, half relieved that you weren't the only one late. the other half of your smile was because the boy in front of you was the perfect mix of cute and pretty. you thought this was most definitely the silver lining to being late the first day, your prior regrets going out the window.

"let's go in together. i don't wanna be alone walking in while everyone judges me for being late"

you laughed and motioned for him to walk with you while you pushed open the door. surprisingly literally no one cared that you guys were late. a small nod from the teacher, a couple glances your way, and that was it. you and sungho made your way to an empty spot together and started laughing while pulling out your stuff. you two became really close over the course of your freshman year and never stopped mentioning the unfortunate circumstances of your first encounter.

l. riwoo

riwoo always thought you were beautiful, but never got the chance to talk to you. he was the kind of guy who was always surrounded by a lot of friends, both inside and outside school, so you would have never thought he was actually shy.

that is until one day riwoo decided to approach you for the first time since all his friends were telling him to just man up and go. he tried so so hard not to look nervous and just be confident, but riwoo couldn't stay calm in front of his 2 year crush.

"hey y/n"

riwoo's voice was all steady and calm but his eyes looked at anything but you. you were all confused because why was he talking to you of all people? you liked to stay within your friend group, and were pretty sure you'd never talked before. his friend group was so big he seemed unapproachable. nevertheless, you thought he was pretty cute.

"hey riwoo. what's up?"

you said in the nicest possible tone you could to make up for your rbf when he approached you. his friend group was trying to be quiet but they were all cheering for riwoo so loudly it was a miracle you didn't notice.

"i was wondering if maybe you wanted to walk home together later? i mean you don't have to of course! i just noticed that we always walk in the same direction every day and live in the same neighborhood and-"

"riwoo, i'd love to"

you laughed softly at his cute rambling and it sounded like pure heaven to riwoo's ears. you guys walked home together from then on, allowing riwoo to slowly reveal his long kept feelings for you, one day at a time.

m. jaehyun

your first time meeting jaehyun was extremely chaotic, but memorable all the same. jaehyun was looking for a job in the cafe you'd been working at for two years. he passed the interview process and was enlisted to you for training. you had groaned at the time, hating having to train the new hires who always asked small questions over and over again.

it was no different for jaehyun. he messed up over and over again, from scooping way too much ice to accidentally breaking the coffee brewer. he even ended up flinging an uncapped cup of iced coffee in the air, splashing cold coffee all over the two of you.

"i'm so sorry y/n"

he said every single time while laughing and smiling. at first, it annoyed you that he could find the situation so funny when it could get you two in so much trouble if the boss walked in, but with every mistake, you realized that that's just how jaehyun was: positive and joyful.

the only difference with jaehyun in comparison to the other new hires was his smile. you weren't oblivious to his cheerful personality. jaehyun constantly making jokes about his mistakes and smiling no matter what happened was contagious. instead of forcing a smile and rolling your eyes, you found yourself genuinely smiling and having a good time with this new hire, even if he was the worst of all the new hires at the beginning.

h. taesan

you and taesan were classmates, but you guys had never spoken or anything. you guys just existed in the same environment together.

all the girls in your class thought taesan was handsome and fawned all over him. half of them had never even talked to taesan either. you didn't get why girls in your class went straight for looks instead of personality. maybe that's why you haven't had a boyfriend yet, but you liked to reason that it was because you were too mature to date someone for looks alone.

on your daily walk home, you always ran into a sweet black cat that lived in a secluded ring of bushes. at first, the cat didn't come out of the bush, but with a little encouraging and lots of treats, the cat always waited outside the bushes for you at the same time every day.

every day except today. you walked up to the bush and wondered why the cat wasn't walking around waiting for you.

"y/n?"

"holy shit- taesan?"

taesan walked out from the other side of the bush at the sound of footsteps, scaring you in the process. you looked down at taesan's hand to see a packet of liquid cat treats.

"she doesn't like that brand of cat treat"

you laughed softly as your gestured to the cat who was stirring at the sound of your voice. you pulled out another packet from your bag and handed it to taesan. he opened it and held it out, successfully luring the cat out of the bush. taesan smiled widely and pet the cat for the first time, clearly elated at the satisfaction of winning over the cat.

"thanks y/n"

he grinned and you smiled softly. maybe taesan wasn't just handsome like you thought he was. he had a really sweet side too.

k. leehan

leehan's obsession with fish was a mystery to no one. no one but unsuspecting strangers like you. you were minding your own business at the aquarium, having come with a friend who abandoned you to go look at the sharks you were deathly afraid of.

you opted to separate and go look at the stingrays. you stood at the shallow tank and watched the stingrays gracefully slide through the water. you saw other people washing their hands and petting the stingrays, so you went to wash your hands as well.

you went back to the shallow tank and just stared at the stingrays. petting them seemed like a cool idea but you were afraid of the possibility of getting stung. leehan noticed you hesitating to pet the stingrays, so he gently reached down and pet the one closest to you two.

"are you scared?"

leehan asked. you glanced over at the tall, rather handsome man standing next to you and nodded sheepishly.

"i just don't wanna get stung. they looked so peaceful and graceful that i wanted to pet them"

you explained and leehan hummed thoughtfully.

"aquariums remove stingray barbs so people can safely pet them. it doesn't hurt the stingray, so it's okay to do"

leehan said as he motioned for you to pet the one that was about to swim by. you tentatively put your hand down and felt the slippery back of the stingray gliding across your fingertips. you pulled your hand out and smiled at leehan as if to say 'i did it!'. he thought you were cute as you continued to pet the stingrays passing by, promising himself that he would get your number after you were done.

k. woonhak

you didn't know whether to indulge in woonhak's antics or smack him on the head to force him to pay attention in class. despite having been in class with woonhak for three years, you guys have never really had any reason to talk. halfway through year 4, however, you had been assigned to sit next to woonhak.

you knew woonhak was chaotic and silly from what you've seen, but you never really knew the entirety of it until you got to be next to him. woonhak literally could not focus in class. you would think this kid has adhd or something the way he tries so hard one second but moves onto something else so soon.

even when you thought woonhak was paying attention and taking notes, he would be writing song lyrics in his notebook. woonhak noticed you staring and wrote on the corner of his notebook, 'no one knows this yet, but i want to be a songwriter'.

you thought it was nice and endearing that he was putting the effort into being a songwriter but also? you guys were literally in math class??? you wrote right next to it 'i'll be your first and biggest supporter if you can tell me how to do logs on a calculator'.

woonhak widened his eyes and turned to quickly pay attention to how to use a calculator, eliciting light laughs from you.

"i'll be your biggest supporter even if you fail math"

you smiled and whispered to woonhak who playfully shoved you and finished the draft of his song. and when he debuted you really were his biggest supporter. right in the front row at Music Bank. cheering for your boyfriend and the other members of boynextdoor :)

[shovelbug]

Not sure if you played the new DLC or not,

But I was wondering if you still could do an Arven x Reader where they'd both go to the festival of masks-?

admittedly i still haven't finished the DLC, but i've gotten far enough where i think i can do this prompt justice.

Arven x GN! Reader visiting the festival of masks

ever since you've arrived in Kitakami, both you and Arven have been busy.

He ran off, rambling about all the unique culinary oppurtunities he could experiment with. You were happy to let him go, and you got wrapped up in your own adventure soon enough.

But no way were you gonna miss the opportunity to experience this together!

After getting dressed in your jinbei and get set with a mask of your choice, you head out to see Arven.

He's wearing a mask and jinbei of his own. You don't think you've ever seen him out of the academy's uniform, so it's a nice change!

He gives you a clumsy little compliment on your outfit. He really does mean it, he's just unsure how handle seeing you dressed up :)

You guys go from stall to stall, Arven pulling you to see all the food as he talks to you animatedly about them.

Might grumble about how something could've been done better to you, with the flavor or texture and whatnot. He's particular about these things.

Mabosstiff probably ends up snatching most of your guys' food when you're not looking.

Pup's too cute for you to be mad though.

You make a comment like "This is good, but i still like your cooking more, Arv." and he has the like most touched puppy look on his face. You're killing him. /pos

In turn, Arven lets you pull him to all the stalls to play games.

Definitely tries to win something for you. Please pull him away before all his money disappears.

So many pictures and souvenirs.

You also take the time to read up on the history and folklore of Kitakami. Arven has taken a bit of appreciation for these kind of things after his experience with the Scarlet/Violet book.

You end the night with plenty of memories and pictures to add to your collection.

Arven feels very lucky to have been able to come with you, but he feels even luckier to have you.

[dragcnbreak]

hiii can u maybe do a drabble with little!mike, like he wakes up tiny after a nightmare and cg!reader (masc if thats okay :)) has to comfort him? i love ur mike drabbles and headcanons btw theyre so RASKJHFLD /pos /nf obviously :)

HI FRIEND <3 I literally have like 7 requests to get to but I decided to write this because little!mike and I love the idea <3 ive kinda avoided using daddy because of how sexualized the term is but I use it here! I hope you don’t mind; I can always change it!!! I hope you enjoy <33

◞♡࿐ (post movie, so contains spoilers)

You were asleep when Mike woke up, sweating and crying. He had just woken up from a nightmare featuring the yellow rabbit, the man who had hurt his little brother and almost his little sister too. He had a bad day before and was ultimately exhausted so his nightmare made him age regress.

“Daddy,” he cried out for you, softly shaking your shoulder, “please wake up.” In his dream, the yellow rabbit had hurt you too and he couldn’t bare it if his dream had become reality. You were too important to him. When you didn’t wake up, Mike began sobbing even more and shaking you even harder. “Please, don’t tell me the bad man hurt you too.”

Fortunately, you had woken up and caught the last half of Mike’s sentence. “Hey hey hey bear, I’m okay. Daddy’s okay.” You reassured him, mumbling with sleep still evident in your voice. You slowly sat up on your elbows and gathered your boy into a hug, running your hands along his back in a repetitive manner to soothe him.

“Do you want to tell me what happened? What bad man?” You asked even if you likely already knew. You had barely known Mike when he worked at Freddy’s but you had heard plenty about the events surrounding William Afton from him, Vanessa, and even Abby.

Mike sniffled, “the yellow rabbit. The one who took Garrett and almost hurt Abby. He had hurt you this time and I couldn’t save you and he laughed and laughed and laughed. And then he came to hurt me and that’s when I woke up.” He started to sob more because of his rambling, this time in your arms.

You lifted a hand up and ran your fingers through his soft hair. “Oh, I’m so sorry, baby boy. That must have been so scary. But I’m okay and so is Abby. She’s right down the hall and I’m right here with you in my arms, safe and sound.” Mike nodded but kept crying, clearly still upset with his dream.

You began to think of ways to further calm him that didn’t involve staying up too much longer. He might not want to sleep again but you know he should, as he’s always tired. “Hey, how about we go warm you up some milk? And then I can borrow a book from Abby and read you a bedtime story? Does that sound okay?” Mike blanched at the thought of sleeping again but nodded anyway.

“That’s my good boy.” You pressed a kiss to his forehead and detached yourself from him, quickly getting up and rushing over to his side of the bed. You helped him up and held his hand as you walked to the kitchen together. You knew he was regressed to his usual age of about 10 but the fact that he didn’t reject your hand holding meant he was still pretty scared.

You arrived at the kitchen with your boy in tow, grabbing a pot and the gallon of milk in the fridge. You poured out some milk into the pot and turned the stove on before putting the milk back in its place. You grabbed a plastic spoon to stir and began to hum softly, squeezing Mike’s hand as you did.

Soon enough, the milk was warm enough (as per your taste tester’s word) and you still held hands on the way back to his room. He sipped his milk and sat on the bed. You ran your fingers through his hair once again and then made your way to Abby’s room. You were plenty quiet as you grabbed a book you knew Mike liked.

Back in his room, Mike had laid back down and put his glass on the bedside table, his eyes already starting to close. But he fought it, wanting to hear you telling him a bedtime story. And so you began telling it, making sure to do all the voices you know he loved to hear. He giggled at the appropriate times, still sniffling a bit as he drank some more milk.

Within a few minutes, you had finished the story and looked up to see the glass empty and your boy soundly asleep. You smiled fondly and shut the book softly. Putting it next to the glass, you got back into bed with Mike. You moved him slightly so you could spoon him, hoping to protect him from any more nightmares. And with that, you fell back asleep as well.

[bunny-lou]

LITA AU - mechanic Phayu flirting with pit bunny Rain

Love in the Air AU: Phayu is used to pit bunnies being pretty, flirty, sweet. He's never met one so bratty.

(I'm super into Rain's bratness, but even more into Phayu's brat-tamerness and I also 0 knowledge of street races, illegal or otherwise, and this rambling depicts pit bunnies as people who have been hired to help host/entertain racers. Imagine them like Hooters waitresses.)

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Phayu has been around pit bunnies as long as he's been a mechanic. Some pit bunnies belong to specific racers, but more of them are hired by Pakin's men to host. The pit bunnies play nice with the big shots, the best spenders. They fetch drinks and flirt and bat their eyes because rich, cocky men place much bigger bets when they want to impress the pretty young thing at their side. Phayu thinks he's on good or at least neutral terms with all of them. He doesn't have much reason to interact with them, but none have ever been rude to him.

Until a new pit bunny comes along.

Phayu catches sight of him sometimes; he's one of the only boy pit bunnies at these races and he wears shorts so tight that it's hard to not notice him. Phayu tries to be as distant as possible, know as little as possible, so he never goes out of his way to say hi, despite appreciating the boy's smooth legs and the brief ideas of those legs wrapped around his waist.

The pit bunny is pretty, but that's nothing special. Phayu has sweet, pretty boys already at his beck and call.

But mouthy, pretty boys are a little more fun.

Phayu has to visit one of the few stands that sells food. He gets free drinks as someone who technically works the races and it's an especially warm night. He gets a water and a sports drink and turns to head back to his tent, when someone collides with his side.

"Oh son of a bitch!"

And Phayu is hot and tired and covered in sweat and now some sticky alcoholic drink, and this guy should be apologizing, so he snaps back "manners."

"Oh son of a bitch, please and thank you."

Phayu snap his eyes to this little brat to see a pout so endearing, it almost makes him smile. But he's not going to smile because-

"You ran into me," Phayu tells him in a stern tone, "because you weren't paying attention. You owe me an apology."

The pit bunny flushes and crosses his arms over his crop top. His exposed stomach is smooth and taut and pierced. "Well you were in my way."

Phayu's teeth ache with the desire to bite the attitude out of this boy. "What's your name?"

"Rain. What's yours?"

The lack of honorific is not lost on either of them. "Phayu, I'm the senior mechanic covered in your drinks."

"Then maybe you should replace them?"

Phayu folds his arms and something in him preens as Rain eyes his biceps. They're both standing with their arms folded, but it's so different. Phayu is tall and straight, unimpressed expression with a single raised brow, while Rain has hip cocked down and head tilted in faux innocence. Still with that pretty pout on his lips.

"How about I teach you manners?"

Rain opens his mouth in what is sure to be a hissy snap, but he's jostled forward by someone walking too close behind him. More of his drinks slosh over the rims and Phayu remembers they're still in the busiest part of the race, swimming with people moving all around them.

It breaks the little spell around them. Rain shakes his head and when he looks at Phayu again, he is more bashful. "I'm sorry, phi." He says even though it's clear he doesn't want to. "I would help you clean up, but Stop and his friend are going to be pretty pissed if I take any longer with their drinks." Rain gestures to his two semi empty drinks. "But maybe you can teach me better manners next time?" He bats his eyes and bites his lip and Phayu is hit by how effective pit bunnies can be because that look makes Phayu want to do very reckless things.

And then Rain is gone, off to fetch drinks for whatever racer or big shot he's been tagging.

Phayu thinks about that for days, the pout and the snark and the long lashes that would look so much prettier with tears clinging to them.

He doesn't seek Rain out again though, Phayu still has to be responsible and professional.

Rain does not.

Within a week, Rain finds Phayu's tent and makes a reason to be there, saying he has a message from a racer that the mechanics need to use a specific oil for his bike.

And Phayu's about to roll his eyes and say he knows how to be a damn mechanic, but Rain is leaning over one of the bikes like he belongs there, confident and uncaring of where he sprawls.

Brattiest brat Phayu has come across in a while. "Get off of my bikes."

"Why?"

"You don't have permission," Phayu stalks closer, but Rain doesn't straighten, still bent over and looking up at him through those damn lashes, "to touch them."

"What if I ask really nicely?" Rain doesn't drop his eyes. "What if I said pretty please?"

"You can do better than that."

But then a new bike is getting brought in and Phayu is getting called over and he really shouldn't be this wound up at work, so he tries to ignore it.

Rain keeps seeking him out, with a smart mouth and rolling eyes and a voice that really should be gagged. It's Rain finding him, starting shit where Phayu should be more composed, where Phayu really can't do anything. He could probably tell someone in charge and use his favoritism to keep Rain away from him, but Phayu doesn't want Rain to stay away. He wants Rain somewhere other than his job where he can finally spank the boy.

Until it builds and one day Rain is in his tent, perched on a table and skewing all of his organized tools and when Phayu scolds him, Rain blinks and says "what are you going to do about it?"

And Phayu has had it and he marches over and grabs Rain's chin and snarls, "I'm going to take you home tonight and spank your ass until it bruises."

And Rain all but melts. "About damn time."

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I dunno man, just feral brat pit bunny Rain who wants to see how much he can push professional, stoic Phayu until he snaps at a race.

[sugar-omi]

Hi! I love your work! 🩵

Do you have any HC for MC and Cove spending their first Christmas together as a married couple?

OMG THIS TURNED INTO SUCH A BIG RAMBLE. YOUVE BROKEN ME /POS

(edit bc I called u anon, sorry I'm so used to anon rq 💀😂 anyway tysm I loved this rq so much🤭🫶🫶🫶)

Fluff, headcanons + drabble, gn reader, (after) step 4/wedding dlc, ooc cove bc my imagination ran away w me 🤷🏽‍♀️ , this is just rlly cute n soft ok

we all know cove doesn't care much for holidays since his parents divorce

but if you care for holidays, by the time you're married, cove's spark for such occasions has returned

your first Christmas as a married couple though...

he's basically lost his mind

goes on a separate shopping trip just for decorations and snacks

hot coco, candy canes, whatever else people snack on for Christmas idk

is pumpkin spice still in...? 💀

definitely goes a bit crazy with decore

wrath on the door, lights all over the house, scented candles, even a new welcome mat outside!

your home looks like it belongs in a Christmas catalog

even got matching mugs for you two

omg..

gets ornaments and stuff to decorate them

you both paint n decorate your own ornaments and then make one that says something like 'cove + y/n's 1st Christmas' with the year or smth like that anyway

I'll have find the video I'm thinking of, but...

rearranges the furniture in the living room and makes a nice bedding and snack bar

even bakes cookies!!!

sets up a movie and lights a candle and all that good stuff so you can relax when you get home

actually he looks forward to baking with you

doesn't even have to be from scratch, although he does like being your taste tester 🤭

you can task him with dying the frosting (although rmbr to look over your shoulder at least once, otherwise you're gonna have a purple snowman....)

OMG HOW COULD I FORGET

uses this as an excuse to cuddle

ALSO BUYS U MATCHING OUTFITS N SHIT BUT IMMA GET TO THAT IN A MINUTE

walks around in the skimpiest clothes like it's summer time n whines "y/nnn, I'm so cold..."

n then practically throws himself on top of you

squeals when you open the blanket or your arms and go "c'mere"

you know what he's doing after the first time or two, but are you gonna deny him? nope!

ofc he doesn't do it every time, sometimes he just falls into your lap or pulls you into his

or comes up from behind/rolls over in bed and hugs you from behind

grumbles n whines n pouts when you try to leave him :(

there's no reason you can't do a professional meeting with a 6"4 beach bum in your lap right? 😌✨️

DRABBLE

"y/n!" cove whines from down the hall, his big footsteps muffled by his winter themed socks and puppy slippers.

"yes, cove?" you call over your shoulder, eyes glued to the project on your computer screen.

the floor creaks behind you, cove right behind the couch.

he makes his presence known when he wraps his arms around your shoulders, his cheek on your head.

"its so cold y/n.." cove pouts, nuzzling into you.

you laugh, "that's because you're in a tank top, cove."

cove hums, silent for the longest and you presume his eyes are either closed or he's watching you work.

you look up, it's fruitless since you can't exactly see the top of your head.

"since you're so cold, even in that thick sweater of yours.." you sarcastically purr. "how about you get under the blanket with me?"

cove brightens, an invisible wagging tail and perky ears showing your husband's excitement at the invitation.

he bounces over to the side of the couch, flopping over the armrest and making you bounce, computer and all.

"cove!" you yelp, your astonishment turning into laughter. "what're you doing?!"

cove grins, lifting up the quilt up and squeezing in next to you, throwing an arm around your waist and squeezing his legs next to, more like tangle, yours on the ottoman.

"it's cold! i'm just getting comfortable!" cove laughs, nuzzling into your neck.

you laugh, tangling your fingers in cove's hair. "you're so silly! i'm trying to work!"

cove peeks at you, his bottom lip sagging, and he's melting you with those wide baby blues.

"c'mon, put down the computer.. just for a bit?" cove pleads.

you hum and haw, fake contemplating. "and why should i?"

cove closes your laptop, leaning over you to place it on the side table, almost knocking off the tissue box.

he rolls over on top of you, his legs in either side of your waist. "because you wanna spend time with your husband, and you need a break.."

he leans in, pressing his forehead against yours. you laugh, eyes drifting between his eyes and his lips.

"yeah?"

cove nods and hums, "yeah. you've been working for hours. days. months." cove exaggerates.

you laugh, cove's lips placing tiny kisses in your cheeks. "it has not been that long!" you put your hands on his cold shoulders, trying to warm him up by rubbing up and down.

"it's only been a few hours! also you're so cold! cove!" you exclaim, tugging up the covers trying to cover up your cold, goofy husband.

"then stop working!" cove laughs, his barrage of kisses ceasing, and he presses his smiling face into your cheek.

"i'll die of frostbite if you work another hour!" cove faints, laying on your chest and snuggling in.

you laugh, successfully getting put of you under the warmth of the quilt. "you're ridiculous. hey, get up, i can't reach the remote!"

cove snuggles in more, melting into your body. then he starts loudly fake snoring, snorting and going "mimimi!"

you laugh, pushing his shoulders. "cove!"

he laughs, burying his happy, smiling face into tour stomach. "it's nap time!"

you squirm from the vibrations and feeling off his lips and voice against your tummy. "cove!"

he leans up, watching you laugh and laugh, tears coming to your eyes.

he's melting watching you, your wedding band twinkling from the light and pure joy on your face.

you're trying to say something, telling him how silly he is and he could've just asked you to take a break with him.

but before any of that, cove steals a chaste kiss, enjoying the way your eyes sparkle and your sound of surprise.

you cup cove's neck, leaning in for another kiss, longer this time.

eventually you pull apart, your foreheads pressed together.

you're both looking into each others eyes, enjoying the sparkle, and you have a special love for cove's flushed cheeks.

"i suppose i can afford a midday nap with my husband."

cove beams, all but tackling you to the couch.

omfg that was a long drabble. um. I swear I'm normal abt cove

ANYWAY NOW BACK TO AFOREMENTIONED THE CLOTHES

every year. buys you guys matching pjs

and matching sweaters for every day/Christmas day wear ofc

omg he actually puts on the Santa hat...

thinking abt that "I saw mommy kissing santa" song n that's literally all the boys being goofs in the damn hat n ARGHH OKAY WE WILL TALK ABT THIS LATER

ANYWAY every year he makes you guys do a photo in your matching pjs

first set he ever brings, he was all shy n shit presenting it

this time he's like a goddamn goblin, sliding into the house with a bag in each hand

brought home a few matching items...

pjs. sweaters. mugs. he would've bought out the store if he could've

checks if you're gonna wear your sweater or pjs n if you don't tell him/forget to tell him, he rushes to change

very excitedly showing off your matching fit

will prbly jump up n down n grab ur hands n spin w you in a circle when u put on your matching pjs

he's totally normal abt you :)

jfc this man is so unhinged in my head im sorry LOL

I'm mostly exaggerating but he is very excited n happy to be married n do all the Christmas stuff as a married couple this time!!!

OMFG I JUST THOUGHT ABT IT

for the sake of simplicity, let's say you took cove's last name

imagine putting "Mr. and Mrs./Mr./Mx. Holden" on anything

like that ornament I mentioned to commemorate your first Christmas married

or "Mr. and Mrs./Mr./Mx. Holden" on shared gifts, or on a decoration or smth

my first thought was putting it on a sign, or window painting/stickers, or smth like that that says "Mr. and Mrs./Mr./Mx. Holden Workshop/Sleigh"

idk it's just a thought that doesn't make much sense when I write it out lol

anyway I'm rambling..

cove is just super excited

omg he always steals a kiss when under the mistletoe so imagine him hanging it over your heads

he's a bit shy but still asks "first mistletoe kiss as your husband?" and how can you say no to that!!!

[mymoodwriting]

Request for Anon (yandere Juyeon and Chanhee) 6k, yandere, camgirl reader, voyeurism, alcohol, non-con, dub-con, restraints, sex toys, handcuffs, rope, ball gag, glass dildo, tentacle dildo, oral (female receiving), fingering, double penetration, dirty talk, manipulation (@starillusion13)

“Happy Giving Sunday!”

You smiled towards the camera, although your face couldn’t be seen. Your viewers could see the joy in your eyes though.

“For those of you who are new here, giving Sunday is when I open a package I’ve received from one of my lovely subscribers. Sometimes you send me love letters, or clothing, or toys, so let’s see what we get today.”

You got up and out of view off camera, going into your closet and grabbing a medium size box. You grabbed a box cutter before sitting back down in front of the camera, showing off the box without accidentally showing any personal information. You had a PO box for gifts, but you didn’t want to expose anyone.

“Alright, this seems to be from user TheBoyz98. Let’s see what’s inside!”

Most times there was a letter inside every package, and you always skimmed through it to make sure it was appropriate to share.

“A letter! It reads, ‘to my dearest CandyDoll, I’ve been a long time fan and avid watcher. I hope this gift finds its way to you safely, and when you use it I ask that you think of me. Your adoring fan, TheBoyz98.’ Thank you, thank you. It sounds like you got me a toy, so now I’m very excited to see what it is.”

You put the letter off to the side and looked into the box. You were quite intrigued by what you saw, sharing a knowing glance at the camera before revealing the gift. You showed the glass tentacle dildo to everyone.

“This is awesome! Some temp play, mixed with monster fucking. I like it. Although I must admit I’m a bit sad it’s not an ovipositor.” You laughed. “Guess that just gave you all some ideas. Anyway, since this is a toy, it’s only fair I give it a test. TheBoyz98, are you in the chat with us?”

“Always.”

“Nice to see you. Thank you so much for the gift! I shall use it wisely.”

You moved up closer to the camera, partially hiding your face so you could pull down your mask and run your tongue along the dildo. You shivered in delight.

“That feels very nice, but it’ll feel better somewhere else.”

You got up and grabbed a cushion from your bed. At the moment the camera could only see your legs, but your audience were surely more than happy to watch as your skirt and panties came off. You set down the cushion and took a seat, keeping your legs closed for the moment. You wanted to tease them a bit before showing them the goods. You ran your hands down your body, slipping one down between your legs as you spread them open, letting everyone see you in all your glory. You ran your fingers up and down your folds, moaning and throwing your head back. All you needed to do was prep yourself cause what came next was what everyone was waiting for.

You knew your body well, so when you were ready you grabbed the dildo. You held it up to the camera, showing it off before placing it at your entrance. You slowly pushed it into you, being loud and voicing what you were feeling. The coldness of the glass was certainly a new sensation, and the shape certainly let your imagination run wild. You pushed the dildo into you up to the base, letting yourself rest there for a moment. You moved your hand away, letting the camera catch how the dildo slightly moved around as you adjusted to it. After a while you grabbed the toy and started to fuck yourself with it.

You did your best to put on a show, not losing yourself completely and accidently exposing your identity. You described your feelings to the audience, telling them how good it felt. Your voice started to crack though as you edge closer to climax. A lot of your viewers loved the way your voice got when you were close, so you kept rambling as your breathing grew uneven and words got difficult to pronounce. It was more effort just to keep going so you wouldn’t ruin your own orgasm and actually give the viewers what they wanted. You screamed out as you pushed yourself over the edge, falling to the ground and twitching a bit as your body shook with pleasure.

“Oh fuck… that was a whole new sensation… thank you very much for that TheBoyz98.”

You stayed where you were for a while longer, catching your breath and regaining your strength. Once you were good you crawled over to the camera, toy still in you, well aware your breasts were in full view of the camera.

“Thank you all for tonight. I hope you had fun and made a mess of your own.” You giggled. “So clean up and I’ll see you all next time. Bye bye! This is CandyDoll signing off.”

You winked to the camera before shutting it off. You made sure the recording had ended and triple checked everything, turning off your microphone and laptop, putting it all away before letting yourself truly relax and removing your mask. The dildo was still inside, and so you removed it, setting it to the side. Like you said, you made a mess and needed to clean up before you went to bed. Tonight was another good night, and you’d check on your earnings tomorrow morning. This was such a fun job.

🖤

“Fuck, that was hot.”

Juyeon leaned back in his chair, taking in a deep breath. He certainly had a mess all over himself, but right now he just wanted to enjoy himself. Of course he wasn’t alone though.

“I still can’t believe you sent her something.” Juyeon commented. “I didn’t know you’d be into that shit, Chanhee.”

“I wanted her to fuck herself with something I got her, and played with myself.”

“Fucken whore.”

“I cleaned it… anyway, you’re just jealous.”

“Maybe.” Juyeon chuckled. “What’s an ovipositor?”

“No idea. Now come on, we have to clean up and get to bed. We have to be up early tomorrow.”

“Usually I’d hate that, but it’s spring break and I can’t wait to get out of this place.”

Chanhee and Juyeon were roommates in their college dorm, having known each other since freshman year. They hit it off immediately and became good friends, the type to watch porn together and jerk each other off when the mood arises. For a while Chanhee had kept up with the camgirl CandyDoll and figured Juyeon would enjoy the show too. Now it was certainly something they both did together.

For spring break they had agreed on going to see a friend of theirs, a senior of theirs who mentored them and had graduated last year. He had a cabin out by the lake and offered them to come over to enjoy camp activities over break. Most people wanted to go to a beach and party like crazy but the idea of some peace and quiet sounded way better to them. So after cleaning themselves up, and their dorm, they went to bed. They woke to an alarm at sunrise, getting their things and heading out. They’re friend, Sangyeon, would meet them on the outskirts of the campgrounds, so they just had to catch a bus to the suburbs. 

Juyeon took a little nap on the bus ride, Chanhee waking him up when they arrived. As soon as they got off and the bus pulled away their attention was drawn to a car horn. They looked over to see Sangyeon across the street, waving at them. The boys smiled and made their way over to their friend, excited to spend some time together and catch up. They loaded their bags into the car and were soon on the road again.

“It’s great to see you again.” Chanhee commented. “How’s the graduated life?”

“Not as bad as I thought, but getting a job was something else.”

“But you got one.”

“Yes I do. What about you guys? How were midterms?”

“Don’t even get me started.” Juyeon whined. “I felt like my head was gonna explode.”

“He’s not lying.” Chanhee added. “He got a few nosebleeds while studying.”

“Well I’m glad to know you’re taking your studies seriously.”

“Of course, and now I’m ready to just relax by the lake and not have to worry about classes.”

“There’s plenty of things to do to wind down, so you’ll be good.”

It was a short drive to the cabin, and the boys were rather impressed by the sight. They got their things and followed Sangyeon inside.

“I made you guys breakfast.” “Dude, seriously, how can you afford this place?” Juyeon asked. “It’s awesome.”

“Well, technically it’s not mine.”

“Oh, you rent it?”

“No, no, this place belongs to my sister.”

“You sister?” Chanhee questioned. “I don’t think you’ve mentioned her before.”

“She’s annoying and keeps to herself most of the time, so no real reason to mention her.”

“Then what does she do to afford this?”

“Some online stuff. I’m not sure, she won’t tell me.”

“Are you talking about me?”

The three looked over to see a girl walking into the room, yawning and rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She was dressed in purple pajama pants with a matching long sleeve. Although Juyeon couldn’t help but notice the lack of a bra and quickly averted his gaze.

“Morning sleepy head.” Sangyeon commented. “I didn’t think you’d be awake yet.”

“Well, y’all were making noise.”

“Oh, sorry.”

“Kidding. I smelled food.”

“Breakfast is on the table.”

“I know. Who are your friends?”

“Ah, right. Y/n, this is Juyeon and Chanhee, guys, this is my sister y/n.”

“Nice to meet you.” Chanhee greeted. “I’m told this place is yours. So thank you for allowing us to spend our spring break here.”

“No problem. Just stay out of trouble.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Juyeon added. “Nice meeting you.”

“Let’s all eat.”

You made your way over to the dining room, the rest of the boys following at their own pace. You took a seat and started filling your plate. Sangyeon had mentioned he’d have guests over and you didn’t mind as you mostly kept to yourself. They could have their fun and you wouldn’t bother them either. You were mostly quiet at the table, letting them talk and catch up, but of course your present couldn’t go unnoticed.

“Y/n, if I might I ask.” Chanhee stated. “What kind of work do you do?”

“I just work from home doing online tasks. Kinda like a receptionist.”

“It must pay well.”

“Yeah, it does.”

“Is this just like a summer home, or do you live here?”

“I’m here all year round. I like the quiet, and I’m not too far from civilization.” 

“Good choice.”

“Thanks. And you two are still in school?”

“Yup, we should be graduating next year.”

“That’s great. I wish you all the best. Now I promise not to bother you guys, so just enjoy yourselves.” You got up from the table, putting your dishes in the sink. “Oh, Sangyeon, did you pick up my packages?”

“Yeah, they’re in the car.”

“Awesome, thanks!”

“Yeah, yeah.”

The boys watched you go, knowing you didn’t want to hang around with them. This was more of a guys vacation. Now that you were gone, Juyeon could relax a bit more.

“Was the lack of a bra really that distracting?” Chanhee questioned.

“So you knew!?”

“And? You didn’t have to be weird about it. This is her place, she could walk around naked for all I care. I’m just a guest here.”

“Dude!”

“That’s the last thing I want to see from my sister.” Sangyeon commented. 

“Right. That’d probably annoy you like crazy.”

“Yeah, so just behave. Don’t break shit or wander off, easy enough, right?”

“Absolutely.”

After breakfast the boys cleaned up and Sangyeon showed them their rooms. While unpacking Chanhee realized he was missing a few things and went out to the car to get them. That��s when he saw you fumbling with some boxes, immediately going over to help.

“Easy there, you can make two trips.”

“More like four. I got a decent amount of packages.”

“You must order a lot of things.”

“You could say that.” 

“I can help you bring them in, I don’t mind.”

“Oh, that’d be great. Could you grab some out the back and bring them up to my room.”

“Sure.”

“Thanks.”

Chanhee went to the car, grabbing some boxes for you when something caught his attention. These packages were all addressed to a PO box, and he recognized it because he had sent a package there before. His eyes went wide with possibilities, but he had to tell himself it was just a coincidence. He took what he could, going up to your room. You thanked him again and had him set them down by the closet saying you’d put them away once you got them all. You went back down and Chanhee remained in your room for a moment. He thought he was crazy but this place kind of looked familiar. He walked around a bit, but nothing stood out to him.

Before you came back he quickly left, and when you saw him you informed him that you got the last of the packages and that he was such a gentleman for helping. He kept his cool and went to get his own things from the car. He stayed in his room for a moment, lost in thought when Juyeon came in to check on him. The boy was immediately worried when his friend was unresponsive and looked out of it. He took a seat next to him on the bed, gently touching his arm to get his attention.

“What’s wrong?”

“I… I’m not sure…”

“What happened?”

“This is gonna sound crazy.”

“I bet.”

“I think Sangyeon’s sister is CandyDoll.”

Juyeon broke out into laughter, grabbing his stomach and rolling around the bed. Chanhee just ignored him, already annoyed.

“And you said I was being weird cause she wasn’t in a bra. What kinda idea is that!?”

“I’m serious.”

“There’s no way that girl is CandyDoll. How would you even know?”

“I was helping her with her packages when I noticed they went to a PO box, the one I sent the gift for CandyDoll too.”

“Don’t multiple people use the same PO box or something? Was there a name on it?”

“No, well, I didn’t see one. All the names were blacked out, CandyDoll tells us to put whatever as the name when we send things, she’ll figure it out.”

“So you’re being delusional.”

“I’m telling you I think it’s her. When I saw her room it kinda looked familiar.”

“That doesn’t mean shit. I’d love to meet CandyDoll but I doubt she’s here with us. So how about we forget this and not be weirdos. Sangyeon would kick us out if he heard any of this. What kind of friends think their sister is a camgirl?”

“You’re right.”

“Let’s just enjoy our vacation. Now come on, I want to go swimming in the lake.”

“Alright, I’ll be right out.”

“Cool.”

That idea wasn’t something he should dwell on, so he put it aside and focused on relaxing. He got into some swim trunks and went out with Juyeon. Sangyeon joined them a while later and the three cooled off together, talking about the future and what they want to do. As promised you were nowhere to be seen, letting them enjoy the great outdoors. Sangyeon would take you some food, knowing you mostly stayed in your room even when their weren’t guests around. It definitely felt like a guys weekend. Which also meant they were responsible for cooking and cleaning after themselves. While throwing out the trash Juyeon noticed a bunch of boxes folded up. It wasn’t entirely strange until he noticed the doodles on it. His eyes went wide and he grabbed a box to further examine it.

“Chanhee!”

Juyeon went off to find his friend, bursting into his room as he was changing clothes. It wasn’t anything he hadn’t seen before but it startled Chanhee nonetheless.

“What the hell!”

“You were right.”

“About what?”

“CandyDoll.”

“Huh?”

“Come here. I gotta show you something.”

“Let me get some clothes first.”

After dressing, Chanhee followed Juyeon out to the back where the trash was. The boy grabbed a box and pointed at the drawings, a lollipop and a stick figure.

“What am I looking at?”

“Think about it, what do we call lollipops?”

“Candy… and dolls look like people, oh my gosh.”

“Yeah.”

“No way, it can’t be.”

“We gotta check her room.”

“Are you crazy? What if we’re wrong? You told me not to get ideas in my head.”

“Yeah, that’s when I thought you were wrong. CandyDoll could be upstairs, we need to investigate.”

“How would we even do that? She stays in her room all the time, and what would looking through her things do?”

“You said she got a lot of packages, if we open one we’ll probably find a sex toy or lingerie, and most likely a letter addressed to CandyDoll.”

“And if we don’t? How do we explain ourselves?”

“With apologies. We’re gonna need alcohol.”

“Juyeon, what are you planning?”

“If she’s CandyDoll then we can’t waste this chance. Let’s get Sangyeon wasted and then go up to her room. One of us can distract her while the other checks her things.”

“Juyeon-”

“The idea of fucking CandyDoll myself is making hard. And I see a tent in your pants too. Mister tryna be the voice of reason.”

“Shut up.”

“Look, let’s have some drinks, and we can use the drunk excuse for whatever happens next.”

“I still don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“And you’d hate yourself forever if your favorite camgirl was in arms reach and you didn’t fuck her. You sent her a damn toy, you want her bad.”

“Fine! But we gotta be discreet, if we get caught I’m throwing you under the bus.”

“As long as you’re onboard I’m good.”

Even if they weren’t at a beach somewhere, drinking heavily was always the plan, and Sangyeon knew this, so there was plenty of alcohol around. The three gathered around a campfire outside, roasting hot dogs and telling spooky stories. Both Juyeon and Chanhee kept filling up Sangyeon’s cup while drinking in moderation. With all the talking and good times the drinking just kept going. Sangyeon wound up sentimental, telling the two boys how proud of them he was. He didn’t think he’d do well with the mentor thing, but they were doing good and he was still in touch so he could check in and see their progres. The two thanked him for the invite to a cool place where it was just them. After the sobbing Sangyeon passed out, Juyeon catching him before he hit his head.

“I didn’t know he was a drunk crier.”

“He’s very funny and cute.” Chanhee mentioned. “Let’s get him to his room.”

The two carried Sangyeon back to the cabin, getting him to his room and making sure he’d be alright. Now it was time for their plan. Chanhee was to be the distraction, showing interest in your career and hopefully getting you out of your room for a bit. Juyeon hid around the corner, watching as Chanhee knocked. There was no response. He tried again, but nothing. It was possible you were already sleeping, and curiosity got the best of Chanhee. He carefully grabbed the doorknob and turned it, realizing your room was unlocked. He carefully peeked his head inside, hearing the sound of running water. You had a private bathroom connected to your room and were currently showering.

“Now’s our chance.”

Juyeon had made his over when he saw Chanhee peeking into your room, realizing the same thing. He pushed past his friend and went into the room, looking around. He had a familiar feeling too, but he was more focused on proving his suspicions.

“Where are the packages?”

“Closet.”

The two opened the closet, seeing a bunch of boxes piled up in the corner. Juyeon grabbed one and ripped the tape off. After removing the tissue paper he was met with a shocking surprise. A dildo with a peppermint pattern. There was a note inside as well and in someone’s handwriting it said ‘for CandyDoll’. Juyeon showed the note to Chanhee.

“Guess who’s showering.”

“No fucken way… what do we do?”

“WHAT THE FUCK!”

You screamed when you stepped out of the bathroom, finding Sangyeon’s friends in your room. Thankfully you had wrapped a towel around yourself, but this was insane regardless.

“What are you doing in my room!?”

“It really is you.”

“Huh? I don’t care, get out!”

“You shouldn’t be rude to your fans.” Juyeon pouted. “We’re still in shock over here.”

“What are you talking about? Just get out!”

“It’s us.” Chanhee stated. “TheBoyz98, we’re big fans. I know meeting each other wasn’t something that was ever really supposed to happen but this is incredible.”

“Yeah, you’re like a wet dream come true.”

“I… I don’t understand what you’re talking about…”

“You don’t have to be shy with us.” Juyeon assured. “We’re not creeps or anything like that, this is just a happy accident.”

“Please get out.”

“We know you’re CandyDoll.” Chanhee said. “I figured it out from your packages, you know since I sent you that glass tentacle dildo, and after opening one of the other boxes, well… it’s truly an honor. You’re a fantasy and just, wow, I can’t believe it’s you.”

“You’re fucken crazy, both of you. Sangyeon! Sangyeon!”

“He can’t hear you right now.” Juyeon mentioned. “He’s out cold from all the alcohol. We just wanna talk, really.”

You didn’t trust either of them, nor did you like the situation you were in. If Sangyeon was out of the picture then you really had only one option. You bolted for the bathroom, but it seemed the other two understood your intentions. They both ran after you, Chanhee managing to snatch your arm and pull you back, allowing Juyeon to get a hold of you as well. The two dragged you over to the bed, Juyeon keeping you pinned down while Chanhee found something to restrain you with. Of course he just had to look under the bed and find your hidden chest, opening it up to find exactly what he needed.

Your hands were cuffed behind your back and your legs bound together. For the time being the towel remained on, but you knew it was a temporary mercy. There was no point screaming for your brother as he wasn’t going to be able to help. Once you were properly restrained Chanhee crawled into bed, gently grabbing your face in order to get a better look at you. He called you beautiful, commenting on your eyes since that’s all he ever saw before. Now that he could see you up close he was really certain it was you. Even though you weren’t gagged you didn’t speak, not wanting to give them anything. Which they took badly.

“We’re seriously not creeps.” Juyeon said, getting on the bed as well. “This is just the best coincidence ever. There’s no reason to be shy, it’s not like we haven’t seen your body before. Your face is the new part.”

“Haven’t you ever wanted to meet your fans?” Chanhee asked. “We’ve seen all your videos and love what you do. You’re such a good stress relief.”

“I’ve always wanted to ask, are you a virgin? Like toys is one thing, but an actual cock, could we be your first?” Your eyes went wide. “Oh, you don’t have actual experience with a man, do you?”

You started moving away from them, only to be grabbed and this time the towel was removed. Your hair was still wet, so the lack of a towel made you shiver from the cold. You were also uncomfortable as your hands were beneath you and cuffed. The boys seemed to notice so Chanhee went back into your toy chest. He got another pair of cuffs, placing it on one wrist and unlocking the other. He and Juyeon each grabbed the other end of your cuffed arms, locking you to the headrest. This wasn’t any better, and you tried pulling up your legs to make yourself small, but Juyeon grabbed your legs and pulled them down.

“Let’s play, please, all I want to do is fuck you. Watching you isn’t always enough. I want to hear everything in person and feel your insides for myself. Please, please, please.” Juyeon begged. “I’ll be so good I promise.”

Juyeon began placing kisses on your exposed skin, being sweet and soft like a gentleman but this situation didn’t match his demeanor. Chanhee’s hands ran along your side, making you flinch away, causing him to chuckle. He couldn’t help himself, his hands reaching over to hold your breasts, massaging them lightly.

“They’re so soft. You’re really cute like this. You could never tie yourself up that well, but we can do it for you this time.”

“Don’t…”

“We’ll take care of you, I promise. We won’t hurt you.”

“This is hurting me…”

“Don’t be a bitch.” Juyeon hissed. “You literally use your body to make a bunch of people jerk off and spend money on you, just let yourself have some fun. When was the last time you had someone take care of you the way you deserve, huh? Who better to do it than your fans. We know what you’re like, how sensitive you can be, and we know how much you can take.”

“There were a few gags in the toy chest.” Chanhee added. “We can use one for now until you’re more into it.”

“Just stop! I don’t want this!”

“You just wait, you’ll change your tune soon enough.”

Chanhee did as he said, grabbing a ball gag and placing it on you despite your protests. You continued to squirm, but you were tied down well, and at their mercy. Juyeon’s fingers danced on your stomach, slowly making their way down to your center. You kept your legs closed together, not having much room to spread them anyway with the rope around your ankles, but that didn’t stop Juyeon. He forced his fingers between your legs, making you jump when he touched your core. A smile appeared on his face and he pried your legs apart as far they could while still restrained. His fingers ran along your folds, making you shiver.

“You’re wet.”

“That could be the fact she just got out of a shower.” Chanhee remarked. “Although we can fix that soon enough.”

Chanhee undid the rope around your ankles, letting Juyeon crawl up right between your legs. His fingers kept teasing you, and next thing you knew he was pushing one inside you. It made you tense up, completely unexpected. You had used your own fingers before, so you knew them well, and all your prep toys, but Juyeon was something new. He liked the reaction you made, teasing you a bit more before adding a second finger, and then a third. This stretch wasn’t anything new, but you kept glaring at Juyeon. His focus was more on watching how your cunt was sucking in his fingers, behaving so well for him despite how you felt.

While Juyeon prepped you Chanhee wanted to do his own thing. His attention was on your breasts, eventually taking one into his mouth and making you moan unwillingly. This type of stimulation was new to you. The wetness, the cold, the tingling sensation slowly growing and spreading. Your body was reacting to the stimulation, and you were helpless in stopping either of them. Chanhee sucked on both your nippels, leaving them wet and erect, placing kisses around the rest of your chest. At one point he grabbed Juyeon’s arm and pulled his fingers out of your cunt, sucking them to get a taste of you and groaning.

“She is a wet dream.”

By now your head was a bit dizzy from all the stimulation. You couldn’t do this much to yourself since you’d lose your senses before even getting yourself off. These two had no problem pushing you to your limits. The boys stripped out of their clothes, Chanhee getting on top of you and softly rocking his hips. Chanhee moaned to himself, already getting a hard on. His lips came down on your neck, leaving a trail of kisses, sucking on the delicate skin to mark you.

“She’s still tight despite all the toys she’s played with.” Juyeon commented. “What if I’m not big enough for her?”

“Having doubts? I’m sure she’d still enjoy us, but perhaps we should be her first in something else.”

“Like what?”

“I bet she’s never had two cocks in her at once.”

“I love the way you think.”

You hadn’t even worked up to putting two toys in you, so hearing them suggest that certain put you on edge and cleared up some of the fog. You tried to retreat, but you had no room to move, and they both chuckled over your reaction. Chanhee once again assured you that they’d do right by you, but you weren’t entirely sure you believed it. Next thing you knew Juyeon buried his face between your legs, his tongue traveling along your folds and pushing inside you. Now that was a new sensation, as no toy could replicate the liveliness of another person’s tongue. You squirmed, pulling on your restraints, but that only encouraged Juyeon to continue his assault, moving to suck on your sensitive bud and practically bring you to climax.

He wouldn’t let that happen though, stopping short just when you were about to tip over the edge. You couldn’t help but whimper, making them both laugh again. In order for their little plan to work they couldn’t leave you tied up the way you were, so Chanhee uncuffed one of your arms, although he made sure you didn’t try anything funny. You were forced to sit up, having your hands cuffed back to the headboard afterwards. Juyeon was now lying beneath you and Chanhee had his hands on your hips, guiding you as you grinded against Juyeon’s cock, making him hard so he could push his length inside you. Your mind was lost in your pleasure, experiencing something for the first time, and before you knew it you felt something poking at your entrance.

Chanhee happily encouraged you, helping you get Juyeon get inside you, telling you how good of a girl you were being for them. You were pushed down onto Juyeon, taking him all in one go. You moaned into the gag, feeling a different stretch, feeling the warmth and throb. Once again Chanhee was moving your hips, your body reacting on its own, squeezing Juyeon and feeling the heat between your legs growing. It was a surprise you didn’t cum from the penetration alone, but they were nowhere near done with you. Chanhee kept his movements slow, dragging them out and keeping a firm hold on you so you couldn’t do as you pleased.

Juyeon was moaning, his hands trailing along your chest and grabbing at your breasts. You couldn’t help the drool, getting it all over yourself, and bits of it dripping down onto Juyeon’s chest. While all that was going on you could feel Chanhee’s cock up against your back, sliding up against your ass as he rocked your hips back and forth. He was incredibly patient but it was growing thin. With the way you were trembling he knew you were getting close, and he couldn’t waste his chance. He stopped your movements, placing a hand against your back and pushing you down, having you bend over for him. His fingers trailed along your center, seeing how it twitched with Juyeon’s cock inside.

“Hurry up already, I don’t know how much longer I can hold myself back.”

“Both of you better behave, or else.”

“You talking dirty doesn’t help your threat.”

Chanhee glared down at his friend, but he knew he was telling the truth. He dragged his hands down along your back, getting to your cunt and pushing in one of his fingers, giving you a little more prep before letting himself feel you. He added a second finger, loving the moan you made in the gag, knowing Juyeon was getting drool all over him. Your body was so focused on all the new feelings you were drowning in ecstasy. You were well past your limits now, limits you didn’t know you had. Chanhee was stretching you out some more before you felt the tip of his cock rubbing along your ass and pussy. When you felt him push in you threw your head back, swearing you saw white for a moment.

You thought they were going to break you, and yet your body managed to take them both. It took a moment to get situated, the two of them needing a moment to adjust to the feeling of being squeezed together inside of you. So many of your past videos came to mind, all the things they had seen you do for them, and now they could do something for you, and experience something wonderful all together. The boys gave you a little countdown that you barely paid attention to before they started moving. They got into their own rhythm, hitting your sweet spot everytime, making your eyes roll to the back of your head. They were in control, and all you could do was take every little bit of pleasure they gave you.

It was so much you weren’t entirely sure when you reached your climax, everything starting to blur together. All you knew was that you felt good, better than good, amazing actually. You felt a heat all over your body, their fingers electric wherever they touched. At some point the gag came off, your hands released from their cuffs allowing you to touch them and properly cry for their attention. You felt them both kiss at your lips and body, whispering such dirty things and sweet nothings. The first orgasm made you all the more sensitive to everything. You couldn’t verbalize your thoughts or feelings, merely making noises to let them know they were doing well. The warmth you eventually felt between your legs was unique, creating a sound you couldn’t have imagined while they kept thrusting into you.

Even if they could keep going, your body could only take so much before collapsing. Your world fading in and out, seeing their smiles and lust filled eyes in pieces. The feeling of euphoria never really left as you drifted between conscious and unconscious. You felt hands all over your body, lips as well, lighting a fire wherever they went. You didn’t know how many orgasms they got out of you, or how many times they satisfied themselves, but it only stopped when they were spent, lying beside you and sandwiching you between them. They pressed soft kisses against your head.

“Fuck, you were so good.” Chanhee mumbled. “We should do this again.”

“Kinda wish this was recorded.” Juyeon added. “Would wanna see it all again.”

“Nah, this is just for us, right y/n?”

“Hm…”

“We’ll clean up in the morning, promise. Just rest.”

You didn’t need to be told twice, closing your eyes and finally letting your body rest. There was going to be a lot to discuss come morning, but for now you were too exhausted to do anything besides melt into your bed. You slept deeply, not waking for anything, not even the knock at your door, but what came after certainly jolted you up.

“Sis…” Sangyeon opened the door to your room, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and then froze at the sight before him. “WHAT THE FUCK!”

[alixlives]

hey hey hey HEY I THOUGHT WE AGREED ON NOT MAKING ME CRY WHATS WRONG WITH YOU

[xiyouyanyi]

Modern Era At Last: Spider Queen Special

My original idea for this AU starts with "Filling up the Celestial Realm", so we'll just say that S1 works more or less the same unless otherwise specified, and let the real diverging point start at the Spider Queen Special.

-Hell no, the trigram furnace isn't kept in the throne room, it is where it is in Tusita Heaven, Lao Tzu's place. And the place is quite empty and quiet when they aren't refining elixirs and the flames have been extinguished.

-Which means MK and Pigsy/Tang wouldn't be going to two different buildings, just two wings of the same building.

-It's also Lunar New Year, during which all the Kitchen Gods went back to submit their reports to the Celestial Host, so most of the officials and guards are gathered around the administrative halls.

-To celestials, it's more of a daily meeting, though. A.k.a. "Those last few hours where you are stuck in the office, desperately wishing you are somewhere else."

-Red Son has access to the place because PIF, as the former Grand Mistress of the Wind Bureau, keeps a backdoor key. The spider minions sneaked in by turning themselves tiny and latching onto the jet's wing before the formation activated.

-The gang landed in the Wind Bureau sky-harbor, right next to Lao Tzu's place, and immediately ran into Lady Hanzhi, known to Red Son as "Auntie Wind"——which, coincidentally, was not too far off from her most well-known title nowadays, Feng Po. 

"Please, that name makes me sound so old! Why not Sister Wind?"

-She acted like she always does: your overly helpful, enthusiastic, pushy aunt who seems to delight in embarrassing the youngsters, and immediately jumped to conclusions, asking Red Son if he was taking his cute dragon girlfriend on a date.

-Upon being met with an unambiguous "NO!" and some desperate attempts at backtracking ("We are just…not hating each other at the moment!") she chuckled, but was perceptive enough to understand they were in a bind, and immediately agreed to help out before Red Son even got the full story out.

-Naturally, that left Mei a little suspicious. "Uh, we are like, stealing your stuff? Ya' really don't have a problem with that?” 

-Hanzhi just laughed and was like, "You think I care about my job? Or want to be here? Even though Little Red's mother left me quite the mess to sort out, I'll take an old friend's kid over The Reasons We Are Here at any time of the year!"

-Which, to her surprise, failed to be assuring when she opened her Wind Sack and told Red Son and Mei to get inside.

"Okay, not to be mean or anything, but that's just…sus." "As suspicious as a bunch of mortals sneaking around in funny modern day robes? My, whenever I thought your fashion standards could not get any worse than these awful queues and melon hats…but ah, I'm rambling." "The point is, your friends are going into Tusita Heaven while the furnace is unlit. No one will be there, except for the new furnace-fanning boy and…That Lady." Hanzhi wrinkled her nose. "Ugh, the old witch with a broom. Pretty easy to fool, but remember, stay at least five Chi away from her, or your entire mission is a bust." "You two, however, are going into the Peach Garden. With actual guards and visitors, and one of my junior brothers as its new warden. You are not getting in, or out, without someone leading the way."

-Kui Mulang is still working as a furnace-fanning boy——he could have been done with it long ago, had he not intentionally fucked up during the Three Rhino Kings fight out of spite and got his sentence prolonged. When the place is not in use, he's put in a cangue and chained to a pillar in the storage room.

-When Pigsy and Tang entered the lab sector in search of the golden pill, he took the latter hostage through a combination of deception and the space-warping magic of stellar gods. 

"Now, hog, pick that vial of liquid off the shelf, and pour it on these chains," The Wood Wolf Star exposed his teeth in a feral grin, as he poked at Tang's back with the ethereal dagger,"very, very carefully. If you spill a single drop on me, my hand may just slip."

-Jiang Ziya's dead and deified ex-wife, Ma The Broom Star, makes an appearance as the cleaning lady on duty.

-She can passively curse people AND immortals with bad luck: not kill-your-entire-family, ruin-your-life level of bad luck like what the Taisui Star or the Dipper Mansion deities are capable of, but things like making people slip and fall on their butts, sneeze/burp at the most embarrassing time, arrive late to urgent meetings, etc.

(Also, firing comets out of her broomstick like a true witch.)

-MK, affected by her Aura of Inconveniences, fell right into the (unlit!) furnace while trying to sneak past her using the building's support beams. She heard the scream, but thought he was one of those bratty immortal acolytes and responded to his cries for help like the bitter old lady she was. 

"Serve you right for horsin' around, boy! Now sit in there and think about what you've done, till I'm done cleaning this place! Goodness gracious, I'm never so glad to have a daughter, not that my good-for-nothing ex-husband didn't try turning her against me, yeah, some Grand Master of Strategists you are, Jiang Ziya…"

-MK then committed the grave error of asking "Huh? Jiang Ziya? Who?" and was subjected to a long, incensed, caustic rant, most of which he tuned out for the sake of his own sanity.

-Meanwhile, at the Peach Garden: Hanzhi walked in without much of a problem, using the excuse that she is bringing her junior some tea right after getting dismissed from the meeting. Said junior is one of the 28 Lunar Mansions: Bi Yuewu of the White Tiger Mansion, a.k.a the Moon Crow Star.

-In ancient Chinese astrology, the Bi Star was seen as having power over rain, and the section of the sky it was in charge of housed the Tianyuan constellation, or "Heavenly Orchard". His Stellar Beast form, a one-legged crow, is based on Shang Yang: a mythical bird that would dance before every huge storm like a goofy weather forecast guy.

-He excels at controlling cloud formations, to the point he got "borrowed" by the Wind and Thunder Bureau more than some of the Water-aligned stars after deification. That did not translate to battle prowess, though, and he mostly relies on his formations to misdirect, trap and stall enemies for the rest of his team to handle.

-After Kui Mulang's sentencing, Star Lord Mao had taken over as the substitute leader of the White Tiger Mansion stars. As a fellow bird star and the anxious secretary to Zi Huohou's shy intern, Bi looked up to him, a lot. 

-Today happened to be his shift——one of the 28 Lunar Mansions is exempt from the daily meetings, to watch over their sector of the sky. Like most celestials, he was used to Hanzhi just walking around, finding people to chat the moment she was off-work, and wasn't surprised when she came out of the treasure storage room without her Wind Sack.

"Little Red, you've actually been here before, I trust you know where the kitchen is? Go there, grab a peach, get out, and please please please don't try to go into the garden proper if you can't find one. Just return to this room and wait, Auntie Hanzhi will handle it." As the shrill screech of a defensive formation triggering echoed through the pavilion, and Bi leaped out of his chair, Hanzhi could not help but sigh and thought, Of course these kids tried to go into the garden, why wouldn't they.

-Except they didn't try to go into the garden. It was the spiders, and a tiny immortal girl with an embroidered ball.

-Yep, it's Li Zhenying, Nezha's little sister, only mentioned once in JTTW! Here, she's a bit older and the holder of one of Nezha's magical weapons, the embroidered ball.

-In Zaju plays, this ball contains a shit ton of demons and evil spirits, subdued by Nezha and now working under his command, but that's not safe for kids so it just has a mouse inside now.

-Specifically, Lady Diyong, who's serving her prison sentence in there after her second capture and acts as Zhenying's unwitting hamster-slash-playmate. 

-The way the ball works: it can keep beings captive and enable the holder to use their powers, like a magical Pokeball. Once something is inside, it can only be released by the one who initially captures it.

-So Li Zhenying used Diyong's power to get under and past the defensive formation undetected, because…she's bored and wanted to practice some Cuju, and just happened to run into two very lost and frustrated spider demons.

-They decided to stalk Red Son and Mei together, in their mini-spider forms——it was the former who had the backdoor key, after all, and without that, they wouldn't be able to get back to the mortal realm safely after snatching up the three items.

-So they crawled into the Peach Garden and lay in wait. And waited. And waited. And no one came. Then, when they tried to leave, they couldn't, and kept circling back to the same place until a 12 year old popped out of the ground and yelled "Stop right there, bug people!"

-They laughed. They stopped laughing when one of them got sucked into the embroidered ball like a Pokemon. The sight of a huge, muscular spider guy desperately running away from a little girl was still pretty comedic, though.

-He didn't last for long. Diyong started screeching inside the ball because ewwwww, spider people, gross! She's not into that and she doesn't want them as her future neighbors! Get them out of here, at once! 

-Zhenying found her terror quite amusing, but ended up doing so because all the screaming was getting annoying. And that was what Hanzhi and Bi saw when they charged into the depth of the formation: Li Jing's youngest kid, swinging her toy around in a circle and sending two black dots flying into the sky.

-Hanzhi let out a silent Oh no at the sight. Bi let out a loud "You WHAT?!" as Li Zhenying explained her encounter with the spider people, and commented that pest control must be quite hard if all the bugs in here could grow into people. 

-Bi proceeded to have a nervous breakdown because I let a spider demon infestation happen right under my nose and trapped Devaraja Li's daughter inside my formations, oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm so dead.

-He was too busy curling up in a ball and rocking back and forth to notice Hanzhi slipping away, an immortal peach hidden in her sleeves, to retrieve Red Son and Mei. Back at Tusita Heaven, however, the rest of the gang weren't having a good time. 

-Ma had finished rambling about Jiang Ziya's great-great-however-many-times-great-grandson, the "Biggest Shame of Qi", and was about to narrate the start of their lineage's miserable downfall with a spiteful glee in her voice.

-MK asked her why she was so angry, which just made her more angry.

"Why am I so angry? Oh, I have no idea! Maybe it is because my bastard ex-husband wrote my name onto his oh-so-mystical-scroll and made sure I can't even DIE PROPERLY, boy! I raised his daughter after he divorced me and ran off to fight a war with his sorcerer friends, and this is how he repaid me——" "No, I mean, why are you so angry at people you've never met before? They are your kids and grandkids too, right?" "Exactly! I never got to meet them, and that's why they are a bunch of pathetic, dull-headed degenerates who got played like a fiddle by their own noble clans!" MK severely doubted that. "I never got to set them on the right path, grab them by 'em ears and scold them properly, match them up with good wives that weren't their own half-sister——for heaven's sake, that Duke Xiang, what was he even thinking?!" She paused. When she started speaking again, the indignance had drained away. "I never got to see any of them with me own two eyes, or speak to them, because I wasn't in their ancestral temple. I never got to meet any of them, and now they have been dead for thousands of years, and I…I couldn't even blame all of that on Jiang Ziya."

-For the first time since MK met her, the old woman fell silent. He was about to return to his own crisis of self-confidence when the entire furnace shook and violently toppled over, spilling him out onto the floor with a yelp.

"Go." She said, the tip of her broom still smoking, without sparing a single backward glance. "Scram back to your quarters, boy, before more of the Broom Star's bad luck rubbed off on you——"

-Then the lab's other wing exploded.

-Let's rewind back to the moment before this, when Kui Mulang was holding Tang hostage and threatening Pigsy into destroying his chains with a vial of corrosive chemicals. 

-With no other choice, he complied, and the moment the last chain came apart with a sizzle, Kui Mulang shattered the cangue via his Stellar Beast transformation——but not before trying to stick the dagger into Tang anyways and failing, due to his golden barrier triggering in a panic.

-Turns out, it was these magical chains that truly shackled him and his powers, and the cangue was just additional humiliation. 

"Ah, a thousand thanks to you," the beast's eyes narrowed into a slit, as it turned towards Tang, who was desperately trying to scramble away inside the golden bubble, "Golden Cicada. Now that you are a Bodhisattva, I bet your Body of Manifestation would taste even more divine."

-What ensued was a pure horror movie chase sequence, as the pair ran for their lives, toppling over shelves, throwing anything they could get their hands on at the Stellar Beast in the hope of slowing it down.

-The explosive reaction between two reagents did end up accomplishing that. Not hurting it permanently, but the big bang managed to draw Ma and MK's attention and stopped the former from asking too many questions.

-Turns out, being one of the 28 Lunar Mansions didn't actually protect you from the Broom Star's field of mundane bad luck.

-It wasn't enough to defeat Kui Mulang, and her comet attacks were doing no lasting damage, but he kept missing his targets by a tiny margin, or tripping and falling like a Looney Tunes character, or MK's staff just happened to knock a chunk of the ceiling loose and pin him down briefly…

-The problem was, her bad luck field worked on her allies too, and there were a lot of mutual misses and wacky fails, and the consequences were worse for MK than for their opponent.

-Red Son and Mei were on their way back with Hanzhi when they saw the commotion from afar; they basically dashed right into that one Community meme. 

-Hanzhi assessed the situation briefly, told them she'd deal with Kui Mulang, while they went and grabbed their mortal friends, as well as whatever they needed from the lab, fast. Then she stepped back and unleashed the full might of the Wind Sack.

-The giant AOE attack caught all three combatants, lifted them off the ground, and firmly slammed them into the nearest standing wall, allowing Red Son to grab a very disoriented MK and rush away in the chaos.

-The fight was still ongoing when the gang hurriedly dragged the furnace into their drone, activated Red Son's backdoor key, and blasted off into the mortal realm. It didn't last much longer after the Thunder Bureau reinforcements arrived, led by Heavenly Lord of the Nine Thunders, Wen Zhong.

-Wen Zhong was a loyal man of principle in life, even more so after his deification, when he was basically made the head of the Celestial Justice Department (Thunder Bureau isn't just in charge of weather, but also divine retribution and punishment.)

-He's what a lot of people think Erlang should act like: grim, serious, utterly dedicated to maintaining order and justice, and an absolute powerhouse (he also has a third eye, btw).

-Hanzhi knew she wouldn't be getting any leniency from her senior brother this time, so she didn't even try to argue when he ordered his Thunder Generals to detain everyone involved and take them away for questioning.

-Bi Yuewu was interrupted from his mental breakdown by Star Lord Mao, who, like the majority of officials, had just been released from their end-of-day meeting when the Thunder Bureau received an emergency message from Tusita Heaven and flew off in a hurry.

-Putting two and two together, he quickly guessed that their old squad leader had broken free, and went to gather the rest of the White Tiger Mansion stars for their own emergency meeting. Bi was the first person he seeked out, and the situation…didn't look all that great.

-But Rooster Man, being the good bro he was, listened patiently to Bi's story, and told him it wouldn't be a problem. He'd take Li Zhenying home to her brothers, let them come up with a cover story, while the spider problem…well, that was what his Stellar Beast form was for, wasn't it?

-A few miles below, two tiny spiders, still falling towards the mortal realm, suddenly heard a rooster's crowing and were struck by the worst headache they ever experienced.

[scarlettriot]

♡ COLD COFFEE ♡

Pairing: Kirishima X Reader

Warnings: Hurt//Comfort. Injuries & Hospitalizations.

Word Count: 1k ish

A//N: I’ve been in a coffee shop AU mood so I present to you, this fuckin’ thing. It’s not proofed or anything. Thanks @meggsngrits for letting me ramble this morning. Ily ♥︎

Ever since Kirishima switched agencies, started his own, he’s been going to the same little coffee shop every single morning.

The lines were usually long but he never cared. He’d wake up with plenty of time to wait his turn and order his coffee with far too much cream and just a pinch of sugar and the box of half dozen little donut holes that he savored each and every morning.

Of course, seeing your pretty face first thing bright and early was always a bonus. He might’ve even developed a little crush on you— if only he knew you’d been harboring one for him too…

You couldn’t forget the day Red Riot walked into your coffee shop. The way he stood well over a foot taller than most of your other customers. And then there was his bright red hair and his blindingly bright grin. Too bright for 7 AM.

Just because you ran a coffee shop didn’t exactly mean you were a morning person…

Kirishima made it easier though (you only called him Red Riot once since he asked you to call him Kirishima from the moment you wrote his name on that first paper cup). For almost two years now you wrote his name down 6 days a week. Sometimes 7 if he came in on his day off.

You got to know the man over 3 minute conversations. While you pour equal amounts of coffee to cream in that paper cup. You learned when he had late patrols, when he had office days. You learned to pick up on his moods, the man wore them on his sleeve. You saw him with fresh injuries and watched as they healed, adorning his hands, arms, and face with new scars, but none were ever bad enough to make him miss a morning.

The first morning he did miss, you assumed he’d finally gotten a much needed extra day off. The following day was his scheduled day off and the next he wasn’t in either. He must’ve taken a long weekend.

Good. You couldn’t think of anyone more deserving.

But then rumors started circling. You saw them on the front page of a tabloid first:

The Sturdy Hero Red Riot - - Breakable After All

Ignoring the line of people you and making them increasingly mad, you flipped to the article that you knew better than to believe. They exaggerated everything after all. 80% of what was in this was plain false but you read it anyway.

There wasn’t much to go on. Just that there was a battle and Kirishima had fallen while protecting a group of civilians as well as his own sidekicks. He was in critical condition at a local hospital.

“Yeah, it’s true, don’t know how they got the info though. We do everything we can to keep Pro’s identities hidden while they’re in our care,” you friend told you on the phone after work that night. “Your crush is stable though. But, he’s still in a coma…”

The week that followed had never been more bleak. People seemed more irritable, hardly any of them had a smile, or maybe it was just none of them compared to Kirishima’s. Either way, you had to do something.

So, you start to make his order every morning before opening. Pouring the coffee into a to-go cup and packing 6 donut holes plus one extra for good luck.

You’d walk down to the hospital and leave the order with your friend to drop off all before opening the store up for the day.

He hadn’t woken up yet. But when he did, you wanted him to have his favorite treat. The coffee would probably be cold but at least the donuts would still be tasty.

Days turned into weeks that you kept up your little ritual and you had every intention of waking up the next morning and doing it all over again but, you’d been putting up the chairs when the bell above the front door rang. “Sorry, we’re—“

It’d been almost a month since you’d seen him. The longest you’d gone since he first showed up nearly two years ago. His dark roots were poking through matching the stumble that was covering his jaw but, other than that, he looked like the same smiling Kirishima you’d been falling in love with over paper cups and donut holes.

You clutched a mug so tightly between your hands it threatened to shatter, just trying to process that he was here in front of you again with that to-go cup in his hand.

He stayed close to the door but cleared his throat. “They told me I was out for a bit.” What a fat understatement that was. “Pretty sure it was your coffee and donuts that brought me back around… I never feel fully awake until I get my cup. So, I just wanted to drop by and say thank you but I know you’re closed so, I’ll just see ya—“

“Do you want a fresh cup?” You blurted out and his hand hovered on the door handle. “I brought that this morning. It’s gotta be ice by now.”

His smile was as soft as the first day you saw him. “Only if you have a cup with me.”

[blu-orb]

Honestly very intrigued by pantheon smp but I haven't played minecraft in a hot minute (kh hyperfix hit HARD). would you mind talking a little bit more about it? Like what sort of gods are there and who are they, how do they interact with people, how important they are to playing? Do individual players have individual gods or are there more groups? Is it an server that's easy to take a break from?

Thanks so much <3

OK OK SO. hitting a read more on this one because we're DELIGHTED to get so many questions this might get a bit rambly

SO ok the pantheon has. a main pantheon of gods, with no side gods

There is: Sea, the God of the ocean and technology! they/them pronouns, loud and LOYAL to those they consider a friend. the kind to stare you down because you made a REALLY COOL redstone machine.

Conflict, the God of harvest, conflict, and blood sacrifice, but she's also got pretty strong ties to protection and loyalty. she/they pronouns. she isn't actually a god that encourages war, despite what her name may make you think. she herself leans more on the side of protection, and doesn't really instigate any fights.

Forage, the God of forage and the hunt! she/they pronouns as well! a god that likes to watch mortals, and is rather friendly when you encounter her. unless you upset them. and well you don't want to upset them. she's got a fun two sides of one coin /pos thing going with conflict that we ADORE in regards to domains and vibes

Monstera! God of monsters and fear, she/her pronouns. a very quiet god who holes up in her own little area, but if you upset her somehow despite that you'll Know

Creation! God of life, birth, healing, AND (natural) death! he/him pronouns. a god that holes up and hides a lot but when he's being social he's being *social*. many contrasts contained in this one.

Color, the god of. well. color! He/him. a very... chaotic god, this one. constant, constant antics. never a dull moment with color, and that isn't necessarily a good thing.

Travel, the God of travel and trade! they use they/them pronouns. a wanderer, who never stays in one place too long. ALWAYS an interesting encounter, even by godly standards (at least, in our opinion)

The Unknown, one of many names. God of mysteries and secrets. a god that's hard to find, and perhaps you do not *want* to find it, if you are not a follower. following the unknown is a path that may lead to dangerous knowledge, and once you learn you can never unlearn

Chance!! (HIII THIS IS OUR SPECIAL LITTLE GOD!!) The God of music and chance! Any pronouns, keep shuffling them, keep that fresh. a god who constantly watches, and is rarely seen. if you listen, though, you may hear vem. if you surround yourself in song, you will likely catch the eye of this god, and if you're in its favor you WILL know. chance has a funky two sides of the same coin/neg relationship with the unknown, and they are BEEFING. the only two with genuine, eternal rivalry. the unknown has closed chest imagery, while chance has opening chest imagery. we could go on about this but we will not, here

bonus round!

Tangerine Boy/Tangy is NOT yet an ascended God, and is not followable, but WILL be so once he ascends. he/him pronouns. god-to-be of civilization, and love of the world. just a silly little guy under the impression he's totally mortal right now.

Gods WILL often interact with mortal characters, whether that be because that god has picked up a new little favorite, or because they feel SLIGHTED by an offense. Or because you just randomly ran into a god. that happens with some sometimes. it's fine.

They're pretty important to playing, but mostly in a "what gods you follow will flavor how your character interacts with the world in a way, or vice versa" way! for example, we have a character who's planned to constantly engage with the archaeology aspect of minecraft, and they follow Sea, Travel, and Chance! Sea because... "Please don't make the oceans maul me while i'm at underwater sites", Travel for safety in traveling the many blocks they go, and Chance for luck! There's also an offering area when the server is up, and messing with that usually adds both fun lore AND gameplay aspects.

people usually end up with individual worship, or using the collective shrines! tho if you asked us as a god we'd looove to see more people doing more group worship things and engaging with the godly aspect of the server like that. but individual worship is fun! a mortal can follow multiple gods, but watch out! if you follow the wrong set you might get beefing gods around you.

It's relatively easy to take a break from, yeah! the server gameplay wise isn't going to rush towards major game milestones, and in fact the end is LOCKED until a major, in lore event regarding the gods called Dragon Day! at the same time, if you want to wither fight a ton PRIVATELY for beacons that's also allowed, when the server's open. it's very much focused on being a slow, player interaction roleplay focused server.

We're all working on upgrading the modpack, and finding a set of mods that is both fun for everyone AND is able to be played on low end computers, so right now is the great preparation time! plenty of time to sit and ask questions about the setting, and make a character with no rush.

in fact, if you have further questions, and the interest, there are multiple questions channels in the discord, or if you're not ready for that, we know we've got a couple of the other mods of the server who got SO excited upon learning you asked so many questions, and they'd be glad to answer any you may have in comments/reblogs of this post!

[adaptacy]

Pre-drabble :)

the gears are turning. they are turning. they are SO turning. the fanfic brain is working. and leland is my next target (/pos). so here's a prequel drabble to something that hasnt even been written yet!

Cw: they're so fucking cringe and in love ugh i can't eyeroll (i can)

Survivor!Leland x Afab!Reader (third person)

There was something about her smile. Something so sweet. So innocent. Reminded him of the girls in college. The ones who were in sororities, who'd never faced any sort of trouble- a shiny, practically gleaming, shimmering smile. The kind of smile that your childhood best friend would have.

He could remember a time when he smiled like that. Untouched by the world. Practically on top of the world. He didn't see that kind of smile anymore. He'd stopped seeing them years ago. Stopped searching for them.

He still tried to give that kind of smile, to wear his classic cheesy grin, but people knew, and people talked. People didn't believe his smiles, so he'd stopped giving them. But he was smiling now. Not a toothy grin, but he was smiling. And she was talking, and rambling about a childhood story, and he could've listened forever.

"Oh, there I go again. I'm sorry, what was your question?" She laughed, scratching the right side of her neck.

Leland shook his head. "That's alright, it was a good story. I just wanted to know if you had any extra bags," he asked, looking down at the small container hooked onto her hip, and she nodded.

"Yeah, of course!" She reached into the container, removing a thing plastic film. He took it from her, slipping it into his pocket. "Is he a rescue?"

The man looked down at the gray dog by his ankle, who wagged his tail and looked back up at his owner. "Yeah, he is. Harrier?" He asked, motioning towards the white and brown dog by her side. Her jaw dropped, and she scoffed, pressing a hand to her chest.

"Damn! You're good. Most people assume she's a beagle mutt. How'd you know?" She asked, and he shrugged.

"Been 'round a lotta dogs. You start to pick things up."

"Do you work with them or something?"

"Uh, you could say that, yeah. I help out at a shelter sometimes," he chuckled. "May I?"

"Yeah, totally. She's super friendly," she giggled. Both of them knelt down, and she ran her palm over the mutt's head, and then her fingers came underneath the bottom of his jaw, scratching underneath his neck. "Oh, he's precious," she cooed, her smile somehow growing at the interaction.

He was staring, and he looked back at the Harrier in front of him, who tenderly sniffed his hand. The smaller dog seemed hesitant, and he took his time, only patting her head when he was sure she wouldn't be caught off guard by it. His head tilted, finding the dog somewhat familiar. "Is she a rescue, too?"

"Yeah, I got her about a year ago," the girl replied, letting out an umph as Jacs' head slammed into her shoulder, demanding more pats.

"Jacs, easy," he commanded, but the dog seemed to have caught onto the same magnetism that he did. She didn't complain, simply gave him a kiss on his snout and rubbed along his neck. "Is she from the shelter on the corner of Hansen?"

She looked over at him, and both of them realized how close they were. He took a small step backwards with his knees, and she merely looked away, returning her attention to Jacs. "Yeah, she is. Why?"

"That's where I volunteer," he chuckled. "Kelly, right?"

She laughed, shaking her head. "No way. I mean- yes, but I couldn't let them get away with giving a dog such a human name. Her name's peanut," she giggled, and he couldn't seem to take his smile off of his lips.

It wasn't long before his smile was on your lips too, enjoying the small vibrations of your giggles against his mouth. It drew laughter- real, genuine laughter from him, and you lay on his chest, your head turning to glance at the two dogs on one large dog bed, curled up against one another. There was quiet country music coming from a stereo in the kitchen, filling the air with a sort of domestic tranquility.

"Lee?"

"Yeah, sweetheart?"

"I think we should move in together," you said, and his heart fluttered at the thought. He didn't reply immediately, so you continued. "It's just- Peanut and Jacs get along really well, and my lease will be up soon anyways, I mean, not that I need to move in with you, I can always find somewhere else, but-"

"I'd love to," he assured, running his hand up your back. You smiled again, your charming, impossibly sunny smile, and he wanted to kiss you, but he feared that he'd ruin the smile. So instead, he brushed his nose against yours, and you giggled once more.

You suddenly sat up, rolling off of his body and darting into the kitchen, turning the knob on the stereo. "Sing it, Glen!" You laughed, cranking the volume up loud enough that the dogs woke up, stirring from their sleep. Leland sat up, watching as you twirled your way over towards him, outstretching a hand.

He took it, and you yanked him off of the couch, holding it as you twirled.

"Get a house in the hills, you're payin' everyone's bills," you sang, and Leland laughed, joining in with you.

"Country boy, you got your feet in L- Ow, Jacs," Leland grunted, stumbling on his feet as the large dog pawed at him, his tail harshly wacking into Lee's ankle. Peanut barked, jumping up, and you reached down, picking up the dog and twirling with her. Jacs barked, and Leland reached down, rubbing the dogs head, laughing as he did so.

Peanut was placed back onto the floor, and Leland held out a hand, which you took without hesitation. The two of you danced together for a while longer until the song came to a close, and Leland pulled you in close, simply hugging you, appreciating you. And you hugged him back, your hands sliding up his back, but you heard his breath hitch, and you moved them back down.

His smile was soft, and you gave him a gentle squeeze. Pressing a kiss to the top of your head, he let out a gentle "I love you so much, baby."

"I love you too, Lee," you replied, enjoying his warmth for a while longer before you finally pulled away. "Dinner?"

"Hmm... Grilled cheese?" He asked, and you nodded.

"Sounds great."