#thats how I knew he was the one honestly LOL

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Part 85 - College AU

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[todayisafridaynight]

when do yall think sawashiro found out akane was alive . just wonderin .

[poppyseed799]

I have this problem that’s like the opposite of nostalgia or something where some things I remember liking a lot as a child I look back and only remember the bad times.

This is specifically about Animal Crossing, loved that game as a kid, but I have literally no idea why, cuz it was just pure hell for me from what I can remember.

[moonieandi]

snapshots pt. 5 | stanley pines x f!reader 

summary: the second year of your life “married” to stanley pines, particularly concerning traditions 

warnings (TW): swearing, gambling, illegal activities, illusions of past abuse 

tags: fluff, affection, mutual-pining

notes: canonically no one knows anything about shermie really, which would be hilarious if I didn’t have to write about it \\ also i feel like there not too much fluff in this (could be really fucking wrong lol) but the next part i have drafted is sickingly sweet so just give me some time 

Also (again) i’ll begin linking a legit masterlist below with all the parts! I thought of renaming each era but the naming part of things is where im legit the leassst creative for some reason? maybe later idk? but anyway! so much love from everyone! thank you so much! you don’t know how much i appreciate the love and the comments, thats why i continue writing this ahhhhhhh! thank you!!!

word count: 4.4k 

| masterlist | part vi |

March, 1984 

It had taken her several months to come to terms with what had to be done for the sake of their identities. 

He had been more open with her concerning his past in that one two-hour conversation than he had in the past year in its entirety. Something that would shake a normal woman, but she had become so oddly attached to her new partner she almost didn’t care about the picture he painted of what he used to be - something he insisted he still was. Bad. He had said to her that night. That he wasn’t any good. 

The painting only flooded with more color, in those following months after said heart-to-heart. His conversation with his mother spoke of it. It also spoke of a man who truly honestly couldn’t be the picture he had painted. 

It’s something they had both tiptoed around, conversations of their parentage. Of course, because of Ford, she knew that they grew up in the typical American nuclear family home, with a mother who lingered in doorways and a father who raised his hands as frequently as his voice. But she didn’t know how intertwined Stanley had been with his mother in particular. 

Which was hard, considering he was now legally dead. 

That first frantic conversation they had had over the phone had shaken him, had him reconsidering. But watching Doc’ wait in anticipation and disbelief in the next room over quickly made him change his mind. It was so they would be safe, he reasoned. 

His mother had called believing she was calling Ford after she received the shattering news that her baby boy was presumed to be dead. Baby being used here loosely, seeing as Ford was only truly older by a mere fifteen minutes. 

His mother hadn’t been shocked Ford hadn’t contacted her in that past year, something he had shook off every time he passed the landline. He thought to call her. But she was quite hung up on not having heard from Stanley that past year, insisting in her ways that surely he would have called, her free-spirited boy was always much more inclined to call her, something she had never blamed Stanford for of course. Just a flippant difference between her two boys. One called and the other lingered in doorways, like her. 

Stanley had reasoned with her over the landline. Insisting that he, unfortunately, would not be able to make it to his own brother's funeral, something she had tisked at, raising her voice to who she assumed was Stanford. This is your brother! She had insisted. You loved your brother, don’t say you didn’t. Everyone makes mistakes, you need to forgive him now. 

It was not until after the event that she called again, telling him not to worry. That she had attended for him, but that his father was just as busy as him. Something unspoken between them, just as stubborn. She had meant to say. Just as ignorant. 

His mother spoke with him in a different tone over the phone, a difference in how she held cadence when she was talking to Stanford rather than Stanley, something he wondered if Poindexter ever noticed. 

His Doc’ knew the conversations drained an odd part of him, so she did her best to work around him when his mother did ring their landline. Something she did semi-frequently now that Stanley was officially dead. 

In the beginning, she had lingered in the next room, then drifted through doorways, and eventually made it until she sat at the kitchen table with him, playing with his fingers in hopes of baiting him away from the phone. If the conversation was shorter then surely he wouldn’t have to pretend to be someone he wasn’t for too long. 

She later realized this was a mistake, no matter how his impression of his brother gnawed at an odd part of her psyche. So she moved from him, doing dishes and cooking. But still oddly near him. 

It was easier to lean into domesticity when she played it so well around him, and it made the phone calls less nerve-wracking to take. Pretending his wife was doting on him, that his long-distance mother was calling to check in, and pretending he wasn’t a fraud and a failure. So he usually insisted on her presence. And he pretended that she played a role in it all and that his mother didn’t sound different over the phone. One big lie to make him breathe better. 

It’s after one of these phone calls that he slumps deep in his kitchen seat one day, and she turns from the dishes in the sink to ask what’s wrong. 

“We’re gonna have to tell her one day.” 

“What?” 

“That we’re married, doll.” He crossed his arms, a contemplative look overtaking him. The first time he’d said the word since that conversation in the car. “I don’t know how long until we have ta’, but I know we gotta.” 

“Okay.” She hums, hands still sudsy from the sink. “Is there any other family we may have to tell?” 

“My older brother, Shermie. But he’s in Cali not Jersey like my ma.” He hums. “Older than me, don’t know him as well. But he is closer.” 

“And will he be able to tell?” She asks. “That you’re not Stanford?” 

“Nah.” He sighs. “He’s got a wife though, and a kid from what I remember. A baby girl, probably about ten now.” 

“Oh my god, so you’re an uncle?” She laughs, a smile splitting her face once more. 

“Ya doll, have been since I was 18. Remember meeting her, but pretty soon after I hit the road.” 

He had been fond of her, from what he could remember. The baby girl had rarely left the crook of his doting mother’s arms, but when it came to be his turn to hold her he enjoyed the warmth and weight of her. And her gummy smile at his continued insistence. He still remembers her tiny hands, fisted around one of his fingers. She had been small, smaller than he had imagined babies could be. He bet she was still small, it felt hard to imagine her as more than a swaddle in the swell of his arms now. 

Silence breaks between them again. “Well for what it’s worth I think you’d be a great uncle, if you could have been closer to her that is.” She hums, moving back to the sink to wash some more dishes. Her hair curved around her soft face, beautiful in her usual careless way.

Maybe he would have been. 

June, 1984

They had started a tradition in their home. A young tradition, but she figured it still was one since they had promised to go about their day the same way as they had the previous year. Except this time they had thought to prepare. 

The town they resided in was odd for sure and had an affinity for the unexplained and perhaps more creepy pursuits. The town had a tradition of its own in which they held a Halloween event twice a year, Summerween they called it. 

Not that they had known of it their first year residing in the shack, but it was quite the surprise to open the door to trick-or-treaters in mid-June. The children had unknowingly interrupted Stan's attempt to teach her how to play poker. Unfortunately for the children, they didn’t have any candy on hand for them that year. Without anything to give them, the kids retaliated by tee-peeing their yard that same night. 

She had found it only slightly annoying, having to clean it up the next morning. But it quickly fell into amusement, watching Stan stomp and curse while pulling toilet paper from bushes and trees. He didn’t enjoy a prank that was not his own. And he wouldn’t be caught unaware the next year. 

Which was why they had wandered around town that last week, looking for supplies to decorate their porch and getting last-minute off-brand candy. She had scoffed at the shitty candy they had bought but figured it was more or less all they could afford. She had eyed up the bigger bags of nicer candy, chocolate had always been a weakness of hers. 

Stan had also bought what he called “Scary Stan” supplies. Silly string, odd meats, and fake blood found its way into their shopping cart. Along with supplies for caramel apples upon her insistence. 

They had made a night of it, decorating their porch with fake spider webs and the town's traditional carved watermelon jack-o-lanterns. She had gone ahead in making caramel apples also, bagging them up as she went for the children. Perhaps it would make up for the shitty candy. 

In keeping with tradition, Stan thought to continue their poker night as they had been doing the previous Summerween. So their night was spent in an identical fashion almost, with detailed explanations of correct poker etiquette from Stan with interrupted rushing to and from the door to give awaiting kids off-brand chocolate and homemade caramel apples. Except they sat across from each other in costume now. She had been amused when he had insisted on them being matching, he had flushed in embarrassment in the store that week, pleading his case after his initial insistence. Like it was only natural that they would match. She barely fought it, something odd aching in her chest at his rather sweet insistence.

“Come on! It’s a good idea!” 

“What are we Stan, twelve?” 

“No, we're married. Just as embarrassing.” He had said flippantly, his ears red in a flush as he shoved two capes into the shopping cart along with everything else. 

Which is how they ended up here tonight, sitting across from each other in the dim kitchen light, both dressed as a gaudy vampire couple while Stan explained for the fourth time the probability of getting a royal flush. Her feet propped up on his lap, like always. He had bent down to grab them, folding them into the curve of him. 

He had tried not to stare too long when she came down the stairs earlier, her matching velvet red cape and shitty plastic vampire teeth sat oddly in her mouth. But it was one of the first times she had done her makeup like that, all dark and creased around her enchanting eyes. And the first time he had ever seen that black shirt, which had a surprisingly low cut. All the more distracting. 

This is why he was stumbling through explaining what a royal flush was for the fourth time, and probably why she was looking all confused at him like that also. 

“Okay doll, let’s run through this a couple of times, then we’ll put in some real steaks here.” 

“Stan we are dead broke we are not gambling money tonight. You’d rob me blind!” 

“Shush!” He insisted, smiling across from her. “Just a couple rounds, I’ll show you some good hands and we’ll go from there, okay?” 

They were interrupted interspersedly from time to time during their practice rounds, Stan usually being the one to race out to the porch first, in hopes of scaring whatever little kid dared knock on their porch door. 

Of course, if the child was too young he’d call for her. She had put up a fight with him about scaring kids that were younger than ten tonight. Which he had been glum about until he watched her with them. 

She’d gush at the doorway, complimenting costumes and handing out her caramel apples she had slaved away over. She had this certain smile too, and silently in the back of his mind he thanked any little kid who knocked on their door that night because she looked particularly enchanting when she was kneeling down talking to them. Like she was always meant to be doing that. 

Anyone over ten was free for the taking though, and he took particular pride in scaring any poor sap who was old enough in her eyes. The fake blood in particular came in handy, and she would laugh when he’d routinely come back from the porch door slathered in it. She silently thanked those kids tonight, because he seemed to be particularly enchanting when he laughed like that. Like he was always meant to be this carefree. 

The poker games practice rounds were over though. And he had a particular surprise just for her. 

“Ta-Da!” He said, while pulling out a bag of candy from the very top cabinet she could never reach in the kitchen. 

“Oh my god, is that chocolate!” She gasped again, reaching for the bag. “Name-brand chocolate! Awe, you shouldn’t have Stan.” She encased it in her arms, hugging it like a stuffy. It was the bag she had been eyeing up in the grocery store not even a week ago.

“Ah-ah!” He moved to grab the bag back. “This is what we are betting with tonight, doll.” Candy back in his hands, he moved back to his seat. Opening the bag to evenly disperse the individually wrapped candy between the two of them. 

“How’d you even get that bag, Stan, we can barely afford everything else we bought.” 

“You don’t wanna know, hun.” He said, shuffling her candy pile in front of her. Okay, so he had stolen it, so what? He hadn’t called her “hun” in a while though. Distracting. 

He almost never called her that sickeningly sweet name now, something she thought about far too often for her good. She missed that term of endearment in particular for some reason. But perhaps Stan found it to be too domestic, too personal for what both resided between them now. Perhaps it reminded him of her mistake, of her tying herself to him for the foreseeable future. Her heart did something odd though, when he would call her that. She usually made note of it when he did call her “hun” now. Because it was so rare to hear it, and she hesitated to ask why. It would slip out of him in odd moments, moments he would catch himself unaware and relaxed around her. But it always made him flush now, too. 

The game followed similarly, his flushing smirk distracting her from her hand on more than one occasion. He was so charmingly confident when he was playing games, so competitive. She tried to shake it off, the way he looked like this. She wanted to play with him, too. 

“You’re full of shit doll.” 

“No!” She gasps, suddenly a good actress. “My hand is just that good bucko! I raised it by too cluster bars, are you gonna meet or fold sir?” She hummed, smiling at him over her hand of cards. 

This was probably the only time she was damn good at lying, he conceded. She liked to play it up, waving her hands and laughing everything off. She was pretty good at playing off a hand that had absolutely nothing in it. But he had memorized her tell long ago, memorized her face just the same. She looked the same every night, teasing him across this kitchen table over dinner. Her brow upturned just a little, her cheeks flushed. That was the look, her look. She had nothing in her hand. 

But he was wiping the floor with her. 

He hums, hand over his lips. “I guess I fold then.” He sets his cards down, pushing his stack of candy back towards her.  

“Yes!” She jumps up, reaching across to swipe his candy into her pile. An elated smile on her face as she dances in her seat. The kitchen light making shadows on her face, the sun having finally gone down to alleviate some of the June heat. She stops mid-dance, a realization blooming over her face. “Wait a minute.” 

“Hmmmm?” He says, munching on one of his candies. 

“I know for a fact you can count cards, Stan!” Her finger pointed accusingly at her. “That’s why they won’t let you back in Nashville. You should legitimately win every round, and I know that for a fact!” 

He leans back in his kitchen chair, laughing in his low gravelly voice. “Perhaps?” He questions, hands held up in guilt. 

“Gahh!” She yells, reaching across the table and the stacks of candy to throw a fist at his shoulder. “I’ll get you for real one day.” 

“You’re smart hun, I know you will.” That flush across his face. 

“You’re smart too though.” She says, stating what she knows to be true. He is smart, he proves it to her every day. He just would never actually take the compliment, something he figured was a lie. He’d never been called smart in his life before her. He’d let her lie about this one thing though. His head hung off the back of his chair. His Doc’ was a terrible liar, though. 

“Nah!” He says flippantly, hand waving away her truth. “Let’s watch a movie!” Jumping from his seat, scooping up her pile and his pile of chocolates, and racing to the T.V. They’d play again the next year, and he’d let her win again in hopes it would make her just as happy as she just was. And maybe then she’d believed she’d won and he’d believe he was smart enough to be out-witted by the likes of her. 

“Do you want anything to drink?” She inquires, head popping back into the living room. 

“No no, come here!” Waving her in, so she can plop down next to him on the floor. Candy piled high in between the both of them. A mischievous grin sneaks up on his face, hand already reaching for the movie she’d hate. She was terrified of zombies, for some reason. Something he takes advantage of routinely. Anything to have her curled up next to him, her heat seeping into his side as his hand made a home on the back of her neck. Like usual, like always. Something that still made him feel sickly sweet, her flippant affection for him. It must be nothing for her, to be this close to him.

“Scary movie?” 

She nods, mouth full of chocolate and shirt dangerously low. Her cape piled around her, and her eyes dark as she grins at him. Distracting. 

October, 1984

They had hit a metaphorical dead end when it came to the portal. Something they both feared voicing between the two of them. 

It was hard, almost impossible, to reverse engineer the plans drawn out in the one journal they had on hand. She knew there had to be two more out there, hidden in the woods. A homage to the three corners of the portal that she stared at day in and out. Stanford was like that in a way, flippantly sentimental about the oddest thing. 

Her old friend more than likely buried the other two journals somewhere on the property. Unfortunately for them both they did not know where the property line began and ended, but she more or less figured it was a lot of land to cover. Stan had backed up this claim, explaining to her that first night that Stanford had wanted him to take this first journal, take it with him to the ends of the earth. In hopes that the portal his brother had created couldn’t be replicated. Something they had both dared to do now and something they did not discuss in great lengths either. 

He had put them away in his haste, she figured. He was never one to half-ass anything really, but with the way Stan had described his brother that night he disappeared into the portal, she figured he was not necessarily himself. Not himself, actually at all. She had contemplated it a lot, the fear of otherworldly possession. But had a hard time believing Stanford would let anything into something as sacred as he believed his mind to be. He didn’t even let her up there. 

But the way he described his odd relationship with an entity that happened to be a shape was… distracting. It constantly had her flipping back and forth in the journal, looking for clues as to what Ford was doing in relation to an otherworldly being. He couldn’t help his own curiosity she figured, something she had never blamed him for except for now. Something she cursed him for, now. 

So they had both agreed to move in silence when it came to passing into the tree line of the property. She had more than hinted at their need for caution in communicating with whatever the hell Ford had previously encountered. Stan and Ford both considered themselves adventurers in their own right, which would be admirable if one of them wasn't missing from their current plane of existence. 

They had headed out together one October day, bundled up, and hoping to find signs of Ford on their property line. Hoping to find one of the journals, and nothing else. 

His red coat with a new patch was swung over his shoulders, as she had whined in the doorway that morning. She much preferred his things to her own nowadays. Much preferred to be swallowed by his shirts and jackets, not that he would ever comment. There was just more warmth to his things than her own now, and she preferred the imprint he left on the couch to her own in these colder months. Stealing his spot when he would up and leave for a new drink, laughing when he would come back to claim it. Stealing that imprint of him was her only joy, because it made him laugh and flush differently when she got close now. The closest he had allowed in months, the imprints and loose shirts he’d leave behind. Made something behind her chest ache thinking about it.

Felt slightly disjointed in their trek through the forest now, the thought of the unknown just beyond them both. And no warmth of his jacket to cool the part of her that achingly worried for him now.

But of course, they both had weighed the probability of them encountering some creatures that Ford had sighted in his journal, but she feared encountering something that was not listed in the specific one they had in their possession. Something out in the borders of their home, that they had no knowledge of. 

He was swearing with every step through the underbrush ahead of her, his hand held behind him in case she would need it when trekking through the uneven forest floor. His head held down as he stomped a path into the fallen leaves for her. Her head held up, looking for signs of their long-gone friend somewhere between the trees. 

“Fuck!” She swears, tripping over fallen branches. He reaches back, catching her with the length of his outstretched arm. The first time he had reached for her since he bent to fold her legs across his lap this morning. He felt far away. He was flushed though, worked up with the long trek they both had made. Some odd miles between them and their home now. 

He grunts, lifting her back to her feet with ease. Moving to wipe dead leaves and twigs from her hiking pants unconsciously.

“Should we map this out doll?” 

“Mhm.” She nods, as he reaches back into their shared backpack he had been carrying. Taking out a property map and a compass. He had thought to bring the map, commenting on how they could mark down when they would see odd things throughout the forest, and so they could track where they had already been. She had thought to bring the compass, simply to find their way home. 

She looks down at the unfolded map now held up in his hands, stepping to bend down under his arm, residing in front of his expansive chest and between his outstretched arms. He was warm, she noted, a part of her cooling. 

“Sooooo… I think I saw something around here.” She moved her pencil up, marking along their predetermined path where she thought she had seen tree carvings. She took a step back, running into his chest. Trying to get closer to him, before he would inevitably leave. “I believe we are about 1.5 to 2 miles out from the shack?” She questions, tilting her head back to look at him. 

He grunts, flushed by her proximity. Her back to his chest, he noted how warm she was when she was this close. Her eyes shining up at him in question. She shouldn’t be this close. 

“Mmm, feels like we’ve been walkin’ longer than that.” 

“You may be right.” She hums, her pencil held in her mouth now. “Should we retrace our steps? Get a better estimate? And look at that carving I saw?” 

“Whatever you say, boss.” He grunts, trying to move his eyes away from her. 

“Alright!” She steps back from him, suddenly cold. Ducking beneath his arm and stepping away from him as he begins to fold back up the map. She’d savor whatever he allowed. “Then we’ll be home in time for lunch.” She comments. 

“Can we have those fancy deli sammiches?” 

“Mmmm, sounds good to me.” She shrugs, letting him lead the way back to their home. Trying to find oddities in the tree line, but getting distracted by his shoulders the entirety of the way home. Missing that imprint of him along her back already.

[chrissdollie]

Dad Bakugo x mom reader - I need more children in my life 😭✋🏾

def calls his kid "squirt" and "buddy"

in mY universe, he has a boy and a girl bc he needs the best of both worlds

CALLS YOU "MA" GOODNIGHT

we all know he wakes up really early, earlier than you even, so he's the one to check on the babies/kids every morning to see if they're ok :)

definitely keeps schedules of you and your kids days like exams, report cards, if they're going to a friend's house, etc

yk how most kids tend to be like "ewwww" whenever their parents kiss?? not ur kids nono. first of all, your son is the quieter one. not that he's not talkative, he just has a little bit of a hard time expressing himself. anyhow, his sister is very loud. but either way, they both think its sweet. your daughter even said something like "i hope my husband kisses me like that" once (when she was an older kid tho lol)

your son goes to talk to you a lot. he adores you so so much. but one day when he wanted to hang out with you, you weren't home. you were busy running errands while katsuki was at home watching tv. your son started crying and katsuki was like wtf?? eventually, your son grew accustomed to speaking to katsuki. as he got older, he actually talked to him more than you.

teaches your son how to be a man :,) katsuki knew he was bitchy in his younger years and he didn't want either of his kids to be like him. he taught them both manners and how to properly have a conversation.

little pitter patter of their feet ran into your guys' shared bedroom on christmas morning and began jumping your bed. katsuki groaned and rubbed his eyes aggressively. "it's christmas, mommy!" your little boy shouted. "wake up daddy!!" your daughter shouted in his ear. "alright alright you rugrats"

at your daughter's kindergarten graduation (idk if everyone had this but i did lmao), katsuki was tearing up and although he tried to hide it, he had to remain the strong one while comforting you while you bawled your eyes out.

p.s your daughter is the oldest

when she brought home her first boyfriend... ooo chile

i see a lot of people writing how katsuki would act up but tbh in his older years, i think he'd be a lot more mature. he'd greet the dude politely and treat him like he would any of her friends

btw lemme just say: your daughter is a mommy AND daddy's girl. she loves u both insanely

honestly while eating dinner with the boyfriend or something, katsuki would be very blunt and not pay too much mind to him LMAOO he'd be like "'tis is great, doll" as if you don't cook dinner every week and it's only when your daughter brings up how he wants to work at katsuki's angency, where he perks up

"oh shit, no kiddin'?" and you smack his arm lightly.

well this changes everything! he practically gave the kid his blessing. "welcome to the family son"

your son doesn't really care about them together, he just doesn't wanna see his big sis get hurt. lets say that your son is 15 and your daughter is 17. "so, bf/n. have you fucked her?"

you almost spit out your drink like a cartoon. your daughter is shook, katsuki's rage from UA is all coming back to him, and the boyf is scared for his life

you, katsuki, and your daughter have a little talk after dinner

"use condoms" kats stated. "i- WH- nono you can have sex next year." you corrected but ur daughter is like huh?? "wha why next year?" you scoff. "because you'll be a legal adult thats why." "no offense, momma, but that's really dumb. when did you and dad start having sex?" she folded her arms. katsuki shrugged. "like i said, use condoms."

you and your daughter gossip like crazy alr?? ur like the gilmore girls except you're married and didn't get pregnant at 16 (almost)

and this is nothing new to katsuki, he's heard u guys gossip trillions of times. but when he found out you guys talked abouy HIM TOO??

he busts into the room. your daughter squeals and runs behind you. "hi honeyy-" he shushes you, "you guys talkin' shit 'bout me?" "nope" you guys say in unison. "there's this other guy, uh.."

[aechii]

hii! I have a request <3 can you write something about jude's gf being jealous? the reader is confident so they kiss jude in front of whoever is flirting with jude? and jude is smiling like mmm thats my girl and you are cute when you are jealous haha i hope u understand <3 thanks <33

ALL FOR ME !

PAiRiNG ?! gf!reader x bf!jude

A/N ?! so to whoever requested this, i would seriously like to apologise for letting this marinate in my inbox for WEEKS. ive lost my mojo and can barely write but here it is!! hope you enjoy <3

WARNiNG ?! tincy bit suggestive?? i think lol

figuratively speaking, the girl who had, unrightfully, welded herself to jude's side should've materialised 6 feet underground from the look [y/n] had given her. from across the room, after slipping into the kitchen to get herself an iced drink, she watched as the girl, even with jude's obvious awkwardness and too-far-from-the-eyes smiles, repeatedly slapped his arm in feigned humour. honestly speaking, [y/n] could feel the jealously well up within her, although it had no right to because even from where she stood, jude was showing no interest whatsoever.

"she's trying... way too hard," words sounded from beside [y/n], voice familiar as she matched them to her best friend, who was also the host of the night's party. her arms were crossed and she shook her head in disappointment, "seen jude push her hands off more than my boyfriend's taken a shot tonight. and he's taken a lot."

her humour, in any other instance, would've spurred laughter from [y/n], but the more she watched jude get antsy, the more she itched to make herself known.

"i'm going over there."

her best friend hummed, "get your man."

[y/n] wormed her way through the lingering bodies dotted around the room, and the second she made it across, she noticed how jude's expression morphed into one of sheer relief. forcing a smile on her face, she walked up to him, sliding a hand up his chest and curling it around his shoulders.

"hey babe," her tone was unsuspecting of anger, but jude sensed it nonetheless. knew it wasn't targeted at him however, "the kitchen ran out of the drink you wanted, sorry." she conjured a lie that wasn't too far from the truth, unwanting to cause a scene that would ruin the, otherwise, tranquil, sociable night.

"nah it's alright, love," jude countered, eyes averting to the other girl whose face began to fall into annoyance. he winked at her just as [y/n] pushed her lips unto his in a slow, deep tandem, his content hum ricocheting off the surface of her skin. they almost lost themselves in each other, jude's grin making it impossible to keep their lips interlocked, before the girl huffed, irritated, swivelling on the balls of her feet and walking away. the kiss broke up as soon as the taut air washed away in her trail, as if she ambled with her tail between her legs, and jude's smile widened into [y/n]'s cheek.

"you're so jealous, it's cute," jude humoured, pecking her cheek lightly. it didn't deter his girlfriend, who stared at him, detangling herself to cross her arms, "should've walked away."

"wanted to, but," jude shrugged, "as much as it wasn't getting intolerable, i could feel your eyes on me."

[y/n] let it go, tilting her head to press a small, reassuring kiss into jude's lips.

"you like it?"

jude smirked, leaning in to catch [y/n]'s bottom lip between his teeth. he watched as it bounced back and flushed a deep red, "'course i do. it's so fucking hot."

his girlfriend laughed, throwing her head back, giving jude the opportunity to kiss her neck.

"you're nasty, jude."

"and you love it, babe."

"and you're all mine, hm?"

jude grinned, hands tightening around his girlfriend's waist, "same for you, love. all for me."

[vitaminkyeom]

hi!!!! omg i have a fic idea!!!

how about something set during the night when na pd kidnapped svt from their hotel? like the reader joined a member (you choose which one!) on tour and their relationship is a secret for obv reasons but now the nana tour crew has shown up suddenly. how do you think that would go? maybe having to explain to na pd hehe

of course if you choose not to take up this idea thats totally okay!!! i love your writing, it always feels so cozy and warm heh

hope you're safe and happy!

PAIRING || Minghao x Female Reader

GENRES || Fluff, Humour

WARNINGS || none

WORD COUNT || 1.4k

A/N || hi! omg thank you so much im so glad you like my writing it means a lot to me honestly 😭😭 i hope you like this and i chose minghao for this cus lol he was the only one who was disappointed abt the fact he wasn't going to italy with the original team TT

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[10:36]

xu minghao was a calm man. or at least he had considered himself to be calm.

he meditated often, drank tea regularly and tried not to get riled up due petty reasons in life. he wanted to enjoy life peacefully alongside his beloved family, members, fans and you. 

but no amount of meditation could have prepared him for this.

one surprise, he could maintain his composure.

two, hard, but still manageable.

but three? three surprises one after the other, all in one night was enough to confuse anyone out of their wits and right now minghao was having a hard time keeping a straight face in front of the camera and trying not to look flabbergasted, at least for your sake. you too looked as dumbfounded as all the members surrounding his bed right now, looking at each other as an uncomfortable silence filled the room.

what the hell had just happened?

all he could remember was lying down to finally get some sleep when his door burst open and the next thing he knew, someone had thrown their arms around him with a “hao!” after your familiar scent hit him, it took him a few seconds to grasp the situation.

because why were you here? weren’t you in south korea? 

but then you explained that (while peppering his face with kisses) that you had flown all the way here to surprise him and to spend the rest of the day with him (you tutted that he had been having such a busy schedule that he deserved this date). by now he was mildly aware that while you were looking extremely pretty and happy and smelled good, he was practically naked and still reeked of alcohol. 

not that it was a problem but still, he grumbled to you, he would have liked it if he had looked a bit more presentable. 

“oh, please.” you had said, jokingly rolling your eyes, “my entire presence should have knocked you out and made you forget that you are naked.”

“sure.” he replied back, pulling you onto his lap. “and i want to kiss you so bad but that would be very rude of me.”

you laughed at his statement and puckered your lips at him, silently asking for a kiss.

and minghao was going to give in, was going to kiss you because it had been so long since he had seen you and it wasn’t until now he realised just how much he missed you when the door to his room burst open the second time that night.

but this time, his members flooded in, freezing when their eyes met the two of yours. you jumped off his lap just before the camera man entered, causing him to have the second heart attack of the day. 

“what- what is-” the sputtered, not able to get the words out. 

“myungho!” he heard a somewhat familiar voice call him out as he hurriedly buried himself into the covers more. great, now who was going to barge into his room next?

all the sleepiness he had been feeling was completely washed away by the time na pd walked over to him, wrapping an arm around his bare shoulder (the fact that na pd had materialised out of nowhere didn’t even seem to faze him anymore, his head was already spinning too much with the information overload.)

“myungho.” na pd repeated, flashing him a guilty smile and minghao tried to sit up carefully. immediately the sirens in his body began to ring, (as if they had even gone off ever since you came in) because he knew that smile meant that he was going to hear something he didn’t like. 

through the corner of his eyes he saw some of his members come closer and crowd around his bed, allowing you to blend in the background as you tried to get across the room, clearly trying to get to the staff. 

shit. he had completely forgotten about this. oh god, what was he going to say-

“i lied to you.” na pd continued, clearly thinking the panic in his face was due to the current situation.

“huh?” he asked.

“i lied to you. you’re not going to italy with jun alone.” na pd repeated. 

“oh.” was all he could manage to say. no sooner had the words left the pd’s mouth, disappointment had hit him really hard but years of being an idol had trained him to keep a straight face.

but with the way the night had been proceeding he supposed he wasn’t doing that good job of masking his emotions because the pd’s giggled. “i’m so sorry, myungho. but you’re going to italy with your members instead. and you’re leaving right now.”

“right now?” was all he registered and like an idiot his eyes darted across the room to look at you because all he could remember was the surprise date you had planned for the two of you, just as seungcheol had grabbed your arm to pull you out of the room as quietly as he could. and along with his eye movement so did the camera move, towards the two of you, and of course na pd had to look at where he was looking.

“oh! and you are?” he asked, as seungcheol and you smiled back awkwardly.

“i’m, uh, i’m the-”

“staff!” seungkwan butted in and for the millionth time in his life, minghao was thankful to his members. he was sure that they were as flustered as him about this sudden change in schedule and you suddenly appearing him must have thrown them off track even more. 

“yeah, i’m the staff. hahaha, i was just checking on minghao…um, because…” you began, clearly not sure where your lie was going.

minghao had never wished to turn back time more than now. if only he had pushed you under his bed or something-

“she’s the closest staff, actually! she’s even closer to us than our manager!” mingyu added, smiling almost naturally and walking over to you. 

“i see.” na pd said, as though trying to assess whether or not he should ask more questions or not. “so uh, why are you dressed so prettily late at night?”

“oh, i’m not invited to italy?” you asked with a laugh. minghao felt his heart flip at your expression, loving the way you had got your wits back and had managed to dodge the question. he could see you were still scared from the way you were clutching seungcheol’s hand but you looked so calm and confident he felt he had fallen in love with you all over again.

“then um, should we meet at the lobby in three minutes?” na pd asked, clearly getting the hints now. then turning back to minghao, he said. “sorry, myungho. get ready and come quickly, okay? i promise you won’t regret it.”

he wasn’t sure if the sorry was because he wouldn’t be going to italy for the previous program he was supposed to be in or because na pd had realised you were his girlfriend and had very obviously come all the way to surprise him.

but he didn’t have time to think much about it as all the other members rushed out to get ready, leaving only you and him alone in the room but you too were pulling the sheets off his body as you pulled him out of the bed.

“go, go, go! you have only three minutes!” you said, pushing him into the bathroom. “i’ll get your clothes!”

“baby, wait.” he called out, forcing you to pause and look at him. “i love you.”

you tilted your head in slight confusion, but smiled at him nonetheless before saying, “i love you too.”

“no, i-” he said, stepping out of the bathroom to hold your hand. “i love you so much, baby. you planned so much for us and i can’t even go out with you now. and yet, you’re helping me out. you have every right to be mad-”

“hush, what are you talking about, hao?” you said. “you’re an idol, such things can happen! i’ll admit i was really taken aback and bummed out a bit, but hey, you’re going to italy! you were dying about this trip, remember? how can i be upset about it then, huh?”

“but that was with jun and the seniors” he grumbled. 

“and now you’re going with your members. that’s even better!”

“i suppose. but our date-”

“we’ll have it once you come back, okay?” you said, kissing him on his lips. minghao wondered what he had done to end up with you. 

“i love you so much, baby.”

© 𝐆𝐘𝐔-𝐄𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

[haechurch]

Its mark lees bday (ystd) and i recalled the fact that mark says hes quite obvious if he liked someone, and the fact that i see him kinda obsessed with butts and all those videos where he groped members cheeks never fails to make me drool..... ah i need him in lyfe fr. Also istj♡

So thats why i made this smut based on those^ happy mark day<3

Your roommate is a famous jock, who is currently not home for celebrating his birthday at some party that throws just for him. Honestly, you didn't know it was his birthday until one of your friends that went there told you so. You're known as someone who doesn't like parties, although surprisingly enough, your mbti says that you're an extrovert, but you always find that you're too lazy to do the stuff.

So you're wondering when this your famous roommate will come home from his party, and think of something you could do for him as it's his birthday. He's home pretty late when he finds you watching spirited away in the living room.

"Hey, i thought you were asleep," he said. You munch on your popcorn and replied as your eyes glued to the tv, "hm, how's your party, birthday boy?" He chuckled and took off his cap, throwing it softly on the couch beside you, and heavily seat across from where you're sitting. He leaned back and spread his legs while his hand brushed his messy hair. "Cool, kinda tiring. Feels like my energy's being sucked," "well, that sound sucks." Both of you chuckled, he's so introvert for that (lol).

"I understand," you hum. "You know," you shifted on your seat, and as mark was clearly aware since he saw you in the living room; dressed so loosely only in your camisole (braless) and short pants, showing him a pose that makes you utterly look fuckable, you blurted out, "...do you have any idea what else that can be sucked at this moment?"

"What?" His tone was confused and he's kinda taken aback by your words.

You swear to god that teasing him is the most fun thing to do in this world. You laugh your ass off and brush him away, saying that you need to take a shower since you haven't done that today. I mean, why take a shower when you're literally at home all day?

"Since it's your birthday, why don't you tell me your wish? Or something that you wanted? Think about it while i'm in the shower." You wink at him playfully as you hopped into your room.

Mark's head is full of thoughts right now. He didn't know he would ask someone for giving him a birthday present, but he knows that he really needs that. He's thinking about it so hard as he cooling his head down in the shower too, until he decided on what he wanted for his birthday, especially from you.

Fyi, you can always hear when mark lee is jerking off in his room (or bathroom) when you're home. Of course, the wall is pretty thin and he's just too loud. So when you finished your quick shower and heard him in the bathroom, you knew exactly what he need the most for his birthday.

Later, you knock on mark's door, asking for permission to barge in. "Can i come in?"

"Uh-uh, yeah, sure," when you entered his room, you saw his hair is already half dry, and he is wearing a tight black t-shirt with shorts.

Holy moly.

Honestly, no one in the world would disagree that mark lee is hot.

You're making a bee line to where he stand beside his desk, and started talking next to him. "Sooo have you decided?" He chuckled nervously and started to act like an idiot. "Decided what?"

You frown an eyebrow, "your wish? You can tell me what you want for your birthday?" You reminded him. "Oh that, yeah, um-"

He placed his hand on his nape and be looking so awkward right now, but that's why you like him.

You bit your lips in amusement. Now it's getting harder to hold back.

You can't take it anymore and lean closer to him. He didn't even budge. "Mark.." you place your hands on his torso, and he slightly flinched at your action. "Tell me.." your hands caressing him down his abs, and stop at his groin. "Your wish." You whispered in his ear, and he swear he was getting goosebumps, his breath hitched when you place your hand on his center and gently cupped his bulge.

"Wait, wait, wait, hold up hold up," he's panicking as he points a pointless finger in the air, and you went crazy because of it. You're definitely a simp for mark lee.

"I-uh, hold up a sec, are you for real?" He's questioning instead.

"What do you mean?" You smiled at him. He's so adorable.

"I mean, why are you... i feel like.. this isn't it-"

"Mark."

"Yeah?"

"Just tell me, please? What do you want right now?"

You glanced at his boner and it's so fucking obvious. God it must be hurt. He has to quit playing dumb and ask for it when he knows he needs it more than anything.

"Fuck, help me with these," he gestured upturned hands right above his legs.

"How, mark? Tell me how do you like it, hm?" He has no idea how you had so much fun teasing him.

He got short-circuited again when you press your body against him and crane your head up, about to kiss him, "wai wh-" he backed off a little and placed his hands on your waist, both eyes finding each other as you hum before slowly close the gap between your lips and kissed him.

A short one. And then your eyes meet again, and he give you another kiss, this time out of his control. He basically pressed his face against yours, hands on your jaw before he put it all over your body and proceed to push you against the wall. You hang on him by grabbing at his nape and head, ruffling his hair into a mess. The kiss never breaks, he kiss you like he mean it, now he pressed his body on yours, and you can feel his big cock, hard as a rock. He's not that silent when kissing too, you can hear his breathy grunts and the fact that he's also a moaner. He tilted his head back and forth to kiss you at different angles, his tongue all over your mouth.

Both of you squirmed uncontrollably against each other when you make out against his bedroom wall, he squeezed your ass before he tapped your thighs for you to jump on him and bring you onto his bed.

He didn't waste his time pulling down his shorts and breathily plea, "suck me off."

You delighted hearing his request, overjoyed to finally have him asking for you to please him, "as you wish, sir."

You immediately take him into your hand, eyes locked with him as he winced, groaning when you suck his tip and swallow him into your mouth. When you started to bob your head, he throw his head back with a sigh, his neckline is prominent and his adam's apple bob deliciously.

You can feel your lips torn up because of how big he is, and you can feel the veins as you drag your tongue along his shaft. "Oh, fuck, that's it baby, you're doing so good," he hissed sexily and it almost made you cum. Embarrassing.

Considering how much you are already wet for him from just sucking his cock is insane. He face fucked you as he let out his honey moans and groans, every time you find his tip meeting the back of your throat and you felt like swallowing it, you try your best not to choke miserably on his cock.

"Where do you want me to cum?" He asked. "Of course, you can't talk." He chuckled as he mocked you. "You have to swallow it like a good girl, you think you can do that?" You nod your head eagerly. "Alright."

"Good girl." Every time he spits those words from his mouth, you felt your pussy clenching and it hurts.

His thrusts are getting faster and faster when warm loads run down your throat as he grunts loudly while throwing his head back again, then when he look down, you already gaze into his eyes and barely lick your lips, mouth full and smudged with his cum and your saliva.

"Shit.." he's savoring the sight before him for a while, and then he asked.

"Can i fuck you?"

You cracking up in front of him, it's not funny at all but-

"I told you, your wish is my command, baby." You started to strip and show him your naked body, prettily exposed on his bed, ready to be used.

"Fuck, isn't this my best birthday ever?" You laugh at him again.

"I know. Happy birthday, now eat your cake." You said jokingly.

He sneered and take his remaining clothes off, then crawl into the bed, and started kissing you from head to toe. He played with your tits, fumbled them here and there, pinching your nipples, nipping and licking. He sucked on the flesh just right above your chest, your throat, your shoulder, marking his mark.

"This tells that you're mine."

"Yours."

Your voice hitched and your neck arched when he lick your pussy, eating you out. You squirm under his touch and pull on his hair, only making him more passionate to giving you pleasure. He abused your clit and folds in the most delicious way that made you a moaning mess, the sound of him slurping your juices and his moan was making you beyond aroused. His tongue and lips find their way to clean up and suck every fold, fucking your hole. You whine when you feel like you're about to burst.

"Wait, mark, i wanna come around your cock," you asked him with a pout, and he can't really resist that.

"On your knees, pretty girl." You do as he says, eagerly arching your back and showing him your ass. He slapped it. Twice.

Mark rubs his tip sensually up and down your entrance before lining his cock to your pussy, he's doing that for a while, making more juices leaking from your core. But suddenly he put his cock between your ass cheeks then poked on the entrance, but never really thrust them. He's such a tease.

"H-hurry, please.."

"Hm? It's kinda nice to hear you begging like this, you know? What is it, pretty?"

"Please, mark, just fuck me," he never felt this victorious before.

He smirked and wet his lips, "gladly."

You moan as he rams into you, he picked up a steady pace as he fuck you from behind. He got your eyes rolled to the back of your head, drools are already all over your mouth and chin.

"Fuck, mark," "it's so good. So good, so good, so good," you cry over his cock, you heard him grunt heavily and he felt you tighten when he land another slap on your ass.

"Yeah? You like that, huh? Tell me you like it."

"I like it, i love it, ah-"

He's fucking you so good you felt like you're gonna cum soon. Your pussy keeps getting tighter as it swallows him, wrapping his cock like a gift.

"Are you gonna cum? Come on, cum around me, pretty girl," he squeezed and slap your ass, his thrust never faltered, bringing you into your climax. "Ahh- i think- i'm gonna cum, mark-"

The moment he played with your nipples, you lost it, you came so hard your vision got white as he keep thrusting into you, chasing his high.

"M-mark!"

"I know baby, i know, just, try to take this one okay, please,"

He pleaded. And you moan even harder. He piston in and out until you heard his deep groans as he cum inside you. Both of you were too immersed in the sex that you didn't realize what was just happened. He quickly pulled out though.

"Shit, i'm sorry,"

"It's okay. I'm on the pill anyways,"

When you glanced at him, he was breathing heavily, sweat covering his body, making him glow under the dim light. Mouth agape, hair's disheveled. Perfect.

"So.."

"So?"

"Uh, thank you, for the present. This is what i wanted from you. I guess.."

You smiled fondly at him. He has always been just a hot roommate to you although he's actually attractive in many ways, but you might really, really like him more than you thought.

"You know what?" You get up on your elbow, "you were always loud when you jerked off."

Oh.

Oh, he's freaking out.

"And that's.. with you almost every time calling my name.."

He's swearing in his head.

Mark lee, aren't you just too obvious?

[briefpeachdinosaur]

Being in a relationship with Vanitas

anime/manga Vanitas no carte

headcanons on this drama queen and a nsfr part but I put a Warning there too.

He is SO dramatic I love it cuz I'm dramatic ( I would LOVE to date him )

Please ignore the grama mistakes

•he loves to kiss you anywhere honestly

•lips, hands, cheeks, shoulder or neck he is in for all of it

• suprise kisses to get your attention

•do this all on him he will blush so hard and easly

•It's easy to get him blush

•He loves to see how embarrassed you are after you make out with him.

•Like really, he loves the view of your cheeks being tomato Red and breathless because of him ( remember how he looked at Jeanne after he kissed her?)

• if your easy to blush then rip he will take advantage of it

•or if you laugh easly when he tickels you

•he LOVES to have you on his lap he thinks you belonge there

•he also has full control to tickel you or bite/kiss your neck or shoulder

Anyways uhm-

•he is into PDA he always has his arm on your hip, waist, shoulder, hand in Hand or Arm in Arm or press your wrist a little to make you blush...

•He really couldn't care less what anyone thinks tbh

• he is also a polite and respectful King, if your not into PDA he won't push you.

•If you wear glasses or smt rip part 2. He will take your glasses hold them up with a smug smile, where you can't reach them only to make you cling on him to get them ( step on his foot to make you become taller or try to cling like idk what on him to get them) only for him to kiss you on the lips in the end and putting them on you.

• he gives you so many nicknames just to annoy you, he is a trasing bitch but he also loves your name or how you say his Name so he dosen't really want a nickname because he likes the way you say his Name with your shooting voice that sends shivers down his spine because It's like honey, in his ears your voice is sugar sweet.

•he was not very happy to be in acuall love.

• his reaction to him acually being in love with Jeanne was the one he got when he realised he was in love and not had a simple crush on you

•the answer to why is simpel, it's because this guy has many walls around him, I don't really think he likes himself and he has a plethora of personality disorders and there mostly control related bc of the trauma he has and It's not like he dosen't get himself but he dosen't get himself enough.

• It's not suprising honestly, he lost his mother in child birth but it didn't start there it was when he lost his father and friends. I don't think he ever thought something this drastic would happend ( I mean who does that) and not to mention the story of what that crazy ass doctor did to him.

•before he understood the true meaning of love he also liked the control he had over you ( or that what he thought he had over you) cuz your not someone who let's themselfs be controled or just changes for this guy.

• he thought he knew you but you always had something under your sleev up and you began to fall and fall for you.

•I mean how could he not?

•in the beginning he still had his walls around him that made it hard for you to understand him fully

• you don't only Deal with an intelligence, teasing or playful doctor but also with the hurted man he is.

•Remember, he has been through so much, he has trust issues, he literlly dosen't trust anyone ( me too lol)

• He is also scared of losing people close to him, thats why he didn't wanted to be togehter with you and didn't wanted to let you in, in the first place and acually was like "yeah that can't be!" Bc he was scared he lose you

•not to mention he likes to have it in his control so letting go of that was very hard but he knew he had to, to make this work.

•when he realised he is in love with you like, Serously in love he goes through all the stages of denial

•(remember how he reacted when he was in acuall love with Jeanne?)

•he was super shy after that and wanted to not see you cuz he was also very nervous... and scared and didn't know how to act around you anymore

• he thought he was sick and about to die LOL HAHAH

• spoiler: you guys still got togehter LMAFO

•in the beginning of the relationship he was not so shy anymore but still he sometimes got a bit tensed up when you touched him... or just being near him... or being in the same room as him haha

•he got used to it and was then his normal teasing self again after some time but he was more gentle with you, more thoughtful and he droped the act or more likely droped his Maske that he wore around everybody little by little more and more

•being completly vulnerbul was hard for him and it took a lot of time for him so you have to be Patient.

•you have to communicat that he has to tell you stuff about his Plans because he always keeps it to himself and that he can trust you

•This little shit will try to make you leave him

•not only for him but also because of you, he dosen't want to lose you or that you be in danger only because of him

•but your more stubborn then he is and he is secretly thankful that you stay

• you have to communicat that you choose to go with him and face the danger that comes with his job

• he might be silence after that so you say somethink like " Vanitas say something please"

• He understands and knows that a healthy relationship is not only about loving the other person but also about not controlling it, trusting them, understanding them and communicating, being emotionaly and physicaly committed, being there for each one, listening to each other, being there in there lowest points, talking about problems and not being afraid to talk about them, opening up, respecting each other and sloving problems and that also includes having to open up or having unconfortable Talks to slove issues and so on.

•he does tell you more about Plans and even a little of himself but not everything at once. He Shows you more sides of him and acually likes having you around while on a Mission.

•your smart, absolutly Beautiful ( most beautiful person he had ever seen) and strong ( ok if you had no one to train you before he did or if your a human and not a Vampire your probally weaker them him cuz my man is STRONG AS HELL he just dosen't show it all the time, if your however stronger he thinks It's super hot)

•when he is ready to open up about really everything what happend to him then I think It's when he let's it all out, also the emotions he supressed. So be there for him and let him be vulnerable he really needs your comfort bc he has so much unhealed trauma.

•if he falls for someone he FALLS for them

•when he is at his lowest point be there for him.

• Vanitas does the same for you

• with him you don't need to be scared or ashamed about your past, mistakes, feelings or what happend to you, or what you want. He will be very understanding and comfort you the way you like it.

• He will be there for you and listen to you and hug you.

•if you need something like food he will get it to make you feel better.

• if you need space he will give it to you.

• Vanitas is good at cooking and he'll make your favorite food himself when no one does it. He can also clean and he himself is very clean too!

•He will be the one to make your wishes and wants come true, he promised you that.

• He likes it when you compliment him.

• just give him a lot of compliments, some will make him blush a lot too

•if you tease him about it he feels like he is mealting and dying at the same time and he looks like a tomato bc he is so embarrassed about it help-

•dates with him are either in the City and having a lot of fun togehter while you eat and look at all the great places with him.

• or a shopping date, I think he wants you to show him everything you want to buy or wear.

•he is also not afraid to pick something for you because he will buy you everything you want.

•he gives you compliments that are heartfull but he will also give you some to tease you and make you blush a lot.

•he loves to see you that way...

• if you ask him to explain why he likes this ans that about you He will give you a big big explenation about it and you will end up with more confidence and to love that part about you even if you didn't pay attention to it or disliked it before.

•He loves to get to know you more, he wants to know all of you like the back of his hand.

•he will buy you some Roses you want on the date or just randomly.

• expect gifts from him

• he loves how you react to his gifts and hos happy your are about them.

•loves how exited you get on dates or anything you like.

•loves talking to you and listening to you.

•he loves to take you on a date to a place that he found beautiful if It's a very fancy Restaurant that you wanted to go or a place he thought you liked, really anything.

•you guys have a lot of Talks at roof tops. At night when he is not in bed with you and you randomly wake up he is up there.

•you'll cuddle and Gaze at the sky or have deep talks/ random Talks

• He takes care of you and your relationship.

•being in a relationship with vanitas has his ups and downs like every relationship.

•not only is his job dangerous but also he himself can be very hard to Handel

•He is not only your boyfriend, he is also his own human being just like you so it will be hard

•but it will be worth in the end !!!

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This will have some smut in it so Minors do not interact ( I really don't care if your a minor just don't comment then everything is fine ig)

•Tbh a part of me thinks he is a Virgin..

•I don't know why, he seems expirienced with women in the sense of flirting (he is smooth) but also... his scars that he dosen't want anyone to see... but that dosen't mean he never had Sex with someone yk?

•the first time you did it he was super red in the face and nervous but you can decide to think if he took the lead or not I don't make the rules

•he was very gentle and sweet not wanting to hurt you ( or himself )

• He was slow and took his time knowing you have to get used to that feeling and that when he Puts it in it hurts in the beginning so he ask you if your doing okay or if he hurted you

•if you look hurt or made a noise that sounded painful then he will be very worried and ask if your okay

•if you where the one to slowly undress him oh boy-

•he was a tomato

•kiss one of his scars and he feels like his heart will mealt bc how can he deserve such a wonderful person like you???

•anyways I think he is a big switch

•he likes to be on top and hear your moans and see how embarrassed you get or how you want more of him

•if you scrach his back or arms the next day he sees them and acually blushes

•save to say that he loves them and he isn't ashamed to show them off or talk to you about how he loved it (Literlly)

•like he PROUD to have them

•he loves to go down on you and eat you out and might eveb stay a little longer there for the nice view and the noises you make or that he wants you to ask him to continue and give you more.

•his lips are mostly connected with your lips or body and if not his head might be on your shoulder or neck or he just watches you

•he loves the way your voice sounds when he makes you moan or how you say his Name.

•he loves to moan in your mouth or when you moan in his mouth

•might bite you a little

•if you do it on him he is this then 🍅🍅🍅🍅

•i think he can be a big tease too durning the act but he isn't mean or annoying but he wants to make you laugh and long for more

• he is totally in for trying something new if you want to

• if you have a secret kink he WILL try it with you and would be so happy to try it with you like- he is so down bad and has no problems showing it to you

•Save to say that you don't need to be ashamed bc of anything infront of this man he is literlly your save space and he knows your his save space.

• he promised to make all your wishes and dreams come true remember? That also includes when your having Sex with him.

•( i think he wants a friend who has a kink lol, bc the way he always ask everybody if they have a kink Shows it)

•sometimes when you do foreplay he will make you laugh

•you guys probally bump heads every now and then when you do it in a more fun and playful manner that night and laugh a lot.

• will tickel you bc he loves your laugh

•Sex is something that (like everything) needs time and practice and you will see what you like or dislike after time but you have to speake about your likes and dislikes.

• I think he likes someone who is into it just like he is, so if your not feeling it he won't feel it either.

•if however, I was wrong and he is not a Virgin (and you maybe also not a Virgin) then tell him what you like and dislike It's very Important to know what the other person is comfortable with.

•if your on top he is about to pass out cuz you?????? On top of him??!!??? It will leave him breathless and his heart will beat so fast he thinks he will pass out but happy ;)

•he will tell you how good you are and how your so beautiful (it dosen't matter if your on top of him or not he will give you these compliments)

•be it under him or on top of him It's the best view he ever saw in his life

•just imagine you on top of him and oh how your hips move so good again his...

•as your head is going up cuz of the pleasure you feel while he looks up to you and you look down on him again and meet his eyes

•both of you are a red and moaning mess

•he takes you hips in his skilled hands and is now in a sitting Position where your still on top of him and he is now even deeper into your body while your kiss and look at each one. Scrach his arm while moaning inside his mouth and he thinks he will pass out again bc how can he not?

• you guys kiss alot on the lips It's even better ! He thinks, with all the heat that was build up while you come togehter...

•Vanitas is a King of after care.

• He takes care of you after the act.

•like I said he takes care of you, your relationship and after you guys do it.

Okay thats it for now..

I hope you liked it!!!

[gamblersdoll]

hii! i love your works and we share the same name! 🎀

honestly ur writing so good. i wanted to ask for choso, who reader goes a bit to rough on during sex one day so choso takes control and shows reader who’s actually in control ! btw ur works give me so much inspiration when writing LOL

oh god, we do! 🩶 and im glad i can help give inspiration! you can always ask me for some ideas if you have writers block, thats why i just be spit balling. but thank you sugar.

cw: rough reader at first, whimpering choso, rough choso.

for choso at least, your first week of ovulation was pure filth. you became more needy, sloppy, and a bit rough outside of sex.. for the moment.

youd plead with choso “use me as some kind of cocksleeve!” or going on ‘x’ to find ideas and beg him to dress as pyramid head to fuck you in the basement while chained up. to no avail though, choso would just mumble ‘dont say stuff like that.’

until last night, you had take the control for the first time—which would come to bite you in the ass later. or soon, you never knew with choso.

you rode his cock until there was nothing left for him to give, till his balls were empty and shining with your arousal mixed cream. he could feel it going up his own ass, his throat so breathy and hoarse from the moans.

his cheeks were red, one side with a small handprint while his arms were tied to the headboard.

“baby,” he breathes out, tapping your ass in a attempt to have you look at him. you obliged, looking up at him. “whats gotten into you?”

you shrugged, a cock drunk state and eyes lidded. you got to be rough with choso for the first time.

and it would be your last, considering the fact that not only were you hogtied and blindfolded, but you could also tell that choso was a bit pissed you were able to control him like that.

he lands a harsh slap on your ass, a light mix of pain but pleasure shot through your veins. you moan of course, causing choso to slam a finger into you. thank god he had trimmed his nails that day.. or was that why he did them?

“youre fucking nasty, you know?” he mumbles, spitting onto your slit and his red, mean cockhead smears it around to gather some slick. “had me looking like a mess.. that shouldve been you.”

not like you could speak, anyway.. he duct taped your mouth shut. because even after that night, you were still craving for a good fuck.

his hips ease into your velvet walls, hissing at the sudden sensation and urge to just pound away immediately. he takes a second to put his hair up into a man bun, pressing his hands into your back.

he forces an arch out of you, hearing your back pop from the force and he chuckles. “you might just get what you want..” he groans, his cock twitching inside of you. it kisses your cervix, making your toes curl and strain.

he remembers how his treatment was yesterday, he might as well repay the favor.

he pulls you by your hair and pulls your back to his chest, biting down on your shoulder until youre whining. he grunts a response, thrusting into your walls so agonizingly slow.

“yeah? you feel remorse for what you did to me?” he says in a soft growl, giving a few slight slaps to your face and then a harsher one to a breast. “bet you fucking do— oh, am i hitting that good spot?” he asks, seeing you thrash and writhe so suddenly.

“cum for me, just like how you did with me last night.” he orders, pressing a finger vibe on your clit and you silently scream, clenching around his length until he was white with your cum.

“if youre going to be rough with me, make sure youre not going to be so vulnerable the next few days.” he suggests, throwing you back down.

he rips the blindfold off of your eyes, slamming himself back into you in a mating press. you do cry, only a bit, fat tears dribbling down while he forces the eye contact, the eye contact as he slow but surely fucks himself into your walls.

hes the one to break it, surprisingly. rolling his eyes and head on his shoulders. “f—fuuck im going to fuckin cum!” he growls again, drawing out the ‘fs’. he grabs your hips, thumbs digging into the gap of the bones in your groin and pulls you up and down on him.

you can feel it, how hot his cum runs in his balls and it drives you mad. your throat emits a whimper, your already abused clit throbbing from the bumps of his pubes.

“cmon’.” he starts up, pulling the duct tape off your mouth. “stay here, ill get the bath running.”

[byuqi]

hello sorry to bother you. i saw ur requests were open and wanted to ask if u could write a fluffy scenario with nct dream, where they ask their s/o (female reader) to scratch their back when they get an itch, and she happily helps them out?

EI’S NOTES: yes hi omg my first request!!

NCT DREAM — THEIR LOVE FOR BACK SCRATCHES

pairing: nctdream x fem!reader, genre: fluff, warnings: sexual joke at haechans one, thats all.

마크 MARK LEE

— he would act like its normal honestly

— i feel like as soon as you started dating him, he kinda jus said like “youre stuck with me forever” and jus gets rlly comfy with you

— not like you’re complaining tho

— neways you two would be sitting on the living room couch right?

— and suddenly hes like “babe can you scratch my back for me” and turns his back immediately to you

— and youre like ??? okay

— as soon as you started scratching his back he lets out a sigh in contentment and closes his eyes

— ngl after a while it stopped itching, he just wanted you to carry on scratching

— soon he jus falls back into your lap and asks you to play with his hair instead while he falls asleep lol

런쥔 HUANG RENJUN

— he tried to make it not obvious at all bc he doesn’t wanna ask for your help

— in his opinion he feels as if he should help you and not the other way around

— so when you saw him kinda struggling to reach his back to scratch it you knew you had to help him

— it was lowk a cute moment too

— he jus had gotten out the shower and dressed in his pjs

— he was facing the mirror as he was busy with his skincare and then his back started itching

— you saw how he struggled so you softly got up from the bed and walked towards him

— you then placed your hand on his back and started scratching it

— his cheeks turned red as he made eye contact with you in the mirror

— “i had it” he would say puffing out his cheeks

— “im jus trying to help” would be your response as you placed a kiss on his cheek before you heard him say a small thank you before carrying on with his skin care

제노 LEE JENO

— i actually have the biggest crush on this man it isnt evens funny

— he would literally RUN to you if his back was itching

— the only reason is bc he knows how nice it feels when you scratch his back for him so he take any opportunity he can get

— “YN!!” jeno yelled as you heard heavy footsteps run towards your bedroom door.

— “mhm” you hummed as you looked up from your phone

— “my back is itching, can you help me” he would pout in attempt to persuade you

— you nodded as you smiled and put your phone down

— he immediately jumped on the bed and took his shirt off as he layed in your lap with his face in your stomach

— he sighed as you started scratching his back

— “are you rlly itchy? or do you jus want me to scratch your back bc you enjoy it?” you teased with a smile on your face

— “both” was his last words before he fell asleep

해찬 LEE HAECHAN

— this man would make such a joke of it and be playful

— like he would literally make jokes about it

— you guys would be cuddling when suddenly he jumps up out of no where

— then he would just start to try and scratch his back while sitting at the edge of the bed

— then he would ask you and ofc you say yes

— as soon as you say yes, this man takes off his shirt

— he claims its to “relieve the itchiness more”

— and as youre busy scratching his back he would make jokes the whole time

— “you know theres another way you can scratch my back” *smack* “OUCH YN WTF—”

— “yn pls its still itchy” “no you wanna tease me the whole damn time, fix it yourself”

— he would then after that cry (can confirm)

재민 NA JAEMIN

— he has my heart guys🥹🥹🥹

— he would be so romantic about it lowk

— but he also wouldn’t ask yk?

— like you two are in a picnic date and hes sitting infront of you watching the sunset while youre eating strawberries

— and he would literally jus out the blue try and put your hand on where its itching as a way of silently asking you to scratch it for him

— ofc you said yes

— while you were scratching his back, he would like lean back and grab a strawberry before feeding it to you as you carried on

— bro your smile is so big your like 🤭🤭🤭

— and then once you finished scratching his back, he turns his head to look at you and leans in to kiss your cheek before kissing you lips

— sigh

천러 ZHONG CHENLE

— he would be cute but also a bitch about it

— like he wouldn’t stop saying that hes got it and wont accept that YOU helped HIM

— not in a mean way ofc but he would be satly bc he likes to do things on his own

— you were lying on his chest when he started moving around alot

— you looked up at him and saw his face in discomfort and asked him whats wrong

— he would say some shit like “nothing” or “im good baby dont worry”

— but once he started to move again you were like okay maybe hes back is icthing

— and you were right

— bc of how stubborn he is you literally demand him to turn around after all the times he said no

— you told him he wont kisses from you and he immediately turned knowing you weren’t joking

— would be salty asf once you were done

— “i could have done it by myself but okay” and “i didnt need your help”

— “welp suck it up cus i helped you”

지성 PARK JISUNG

— he would be so SHY about it omfg

— like he would make it seem as if its a crime to ask you to help him scratch his back

— like he would hide it away from you from embarrassment

— you would be in the kitchen getting a snack or something to drink

— and you would see jisung walk in with his face red as he looks uncomfortable

— “hey ji whats wrong?” you asked as you put your stuff down

— “my back itching” he would mumble so you cant hear

— “huh?” “my back is itching, can you maybe help please”

— he would look down the whole time avoiding eye contact with you😭

— you would jus smile and ask him to sit while you scratch his back for him

— he would IMMEDIATELY get comfortable again and once youre done he will carry on like that never happened

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[jwirecs]

RECOMMENDED BTS FICS OF NOVEMBER 2023💖

hello, hello! here are my bts recs of november! hopefully these beautiful stories get more recognition as well as the writers 💝

** anything in parentheses and bolded are my thoughts that can be disregarded if needed **

🔞smut || 💔angst || 💕fluff || ✅completed || 🔄ongoing || 💯favorite

Bad Boy || @i-am-baechu🔞💕💔✅💯💯💯

↳ Yoongi has been best friends with Namjoon since he was seven. He knew his little sister was always off limits but Yoongi never followed the rules. (we love it when siblings are supportive of them crushes. we gotta give respect to yoongi for not pursuing his crush to not risk his friendship with namjoon. but also props to namjoon for not getting pissed off when they finally got together though.)

Partner Privileges || @7ndipity💕✅💯

↳ (imma need me a man to give me partner privileges like this yoongi right here. like my man yoongi is a whole ass softie. i love it.)

Sharp Teeth || @dearly-somber💕💔🔄💯💯💯

↳ Jungkook—a love struck puppy pining for Y/N’s affection. Y/N—an obvious, hard-headed tsundere too thick to realize a shifter likes her. What could go wrong? (i have a HUUUUUUUUGE soft spot for fantasy fics (mainly werewolf fics and stuff, and i solely blame my 13 year old self watching twilight LOL). like if you are writing a werewofl/hybrid/shifter fic just know that is going to be automatically be in my reading list. when i came across this one, oh lord have mercy. read all of them in one sitting PLUS its still ongoing to. imma have a field day with this one i know it.)

Finding Your Boyfriend Sleeping In Your Hyperfeminine Pink Room || @rrjkive💕✅

↳ (theres no summary, but we just gotta love soft jungkook you know. like with the live of him just sleeping on live is freaking adorable and you can literally picture this big ass man with THAT HELLO KITTY THATS IN HIS LIVING ROOM and the man is just hugging that sht to death while sleeping.)

Five More Minutes || @7ndipity💕✅

↳ Anon Req: "Having to stand up in the morning with yoongi but not wanting to. cuddling and trying to stay in bed as long as possible instead" (i love soft yoongi, in this world, alternative world, ANY WORLD LIKE SOFT YOONGI IS SUPERIOR.)

Was It Better? || @gyukookswhore🔞✅

↳ Jungkook has been acting weird lately in bed, but your not complaining about it or are you ? (you know how it was literally no nut november for fics, well, lets just say that half of these fics on this list is literally smut. that says a lot. aka i clearly did not get the memo since i read mostly smut LOL. but this fic, is so detailed that i could read it again ngl.)

Wonderstruck || @jinkookspencil💕✅

↳ jungkook convinced his fearful girlfriend to try out a rollercoaster at the funfair… (honestly the ask that was sent to op was perfect. like stop this sht is fcking cute. got me giggling in bed kicking my feet and sht.)

Animal Farm || @joonberriess🔞✅

↳ (there was no summary, but holy jesus, this was literally a wild ride. like without reading the tags and tw, but the title alone, i thought this was going to be a lil cute fic about farming you know. BUT NO THIS WAS NOT ABOUT FARMING WHAT SO EVER BUT THIS WAS A WILD WILD RIDE. i say give it a read if you are like me who forgets to read the tags and tw (which is prob not a good thing) but its a suprise everytime i read something.)

Biker!Kook || @lustfuldevils💕✅💯

↳ (there was no summary exactly, but lets just say that im a sucker for biker!kook + reader. whether the reader is like innocent type or just a regular...person??? like personality wise you know. i dont know if that made any sense, but you know what im talking about..hopefully)

Every Little Thing || @7ndipity💔✅💯

↳ When you overhear Yoongi talking about how clingy you’ve been lately, you decide to take a step back from your friendship to give him space. But your sudden absence goes far from unnoticed by him. (i like to torture myself by reading angst that makes me feel sad and sht. honeslty love this one + im pretty sure theres like 3-4 fics from this op on this list. hi just wanted to say that i love your writing.)

Forest Bride || @flowerwrites06🔞💕💔✅💯💯💯

↳ The business transaction of a marriage between two previous warring clans takes an unexpected turn. (i love how yoongi automatically became protective over oc while she was slightly closed off due to their past experience. like all hail yoongi.)

Lost & Found || @theharrowing💕💔✅

↳ Taehyung just wants to be left alone. Too bad you need a place to stay. (i honestly love fics where its told from the members pov. like it gives us a chance to read about what they would do and say (even if its fiction you know) like it gives us a different pov then other fics where its mainly through a third-person pov or like the readers pov. love this)

My Alpha || @btsbrat🔞✅💯

↳ you discover that the soon to be alpha, Jungkook, is your destined mate. However, your story takes an unexpected turn when Jungkook rejects the mate bond. (i honestly thought that this fic wouldve been longer, you know just to prolong the rejection and what jk would do, but this pace is also good too. i hope that op makes a longer version where it involves like the in between you know! not that op has to make a longer ver, i also love this ver too!)

Of Storms and Vampires || @wishesunderthestars💕💔🔄💯

↳ During the worst storm you have witnessed in your life, a bat crashes on your window. When you bring it inside your cottage to take care of it, you realize it isn't simply a bat but a baby vampire. Your past has come back to haunt you because Jungkook's sire is no one else but Min Yoongi, who you had left behind when you disappeared five years ago. (this is still currently ongoing but i havent read many vampire!bts fics BUT lets just say, bats be cute and sht but deadly. cant wait to read the future chapters. also this is first chapter isnt rushed or anything so it def caught my reading eye for sure. went at a nice pace, not too fast, not too slow which i love)

Do check out all of the other BTS Fics that i have reblogged as well!!

** if there is any fics that you guys would like to recommend, please do! i am slowly running out of fics to read **

[jisungsspams]

embarrassing puppy jeno and making him degrade himself stop he would look so pretty crying 🥺🥺

Warning: heavy dom/sub ofc, sub!jeno and puppy!jeno <3, name calling (whore, slut and dog), degradation, jeno calls you mommy and owner (but like once), tying and overstim. Idk u overstim jeno so much he cries so Dacryphilia

Kinda mixing those two ask together just bcs <3 i hope thats okay with you @lav-nct

STOP this is toomuch 😭 he’ll be so cute all messy and crying for you to stop 😭 Jasmine.. your brain is insane thank you so much

Like I said before, he’s the most obedient sub ever, always taking what you give him and he’ll never EVER act bratty but Jeno’s biggest problem is his horniness. My man is always horny, ALWAYS horny. Like imagine One day, you come home and see him humping a pillow without asking your permision to touch himself. Grrrr im gonna cry from howmuch I love sub!jeno

Jeno overstim + tying + degrading 

Not proofread lol 

Warnings: overstim ofc, tying, degradation Sub! Jeno, puppy! Jeno, Jeno calls you mommy, maybe Switch! Jeno at the end? 

Word count: about 1.2k 

-” Do you think you can cum on more time for mommy? “ 

Jeno look at you from underneath you, his puppy eyes filled with tears. You were pumping his length with your hand at a slow pace, softly rubbing his sensitive tip earning a whimper from him, looking at him waiting for an answer. Jeno couldn’t remember how long you were sitting there, forcing orgasm over orgasm. 

He knew he deserved it because he hadn’t followed your rules and had touched himself without asking you but he didn’t know how much more time he’ll be able to keep going. 

-” Mommy… please… I’ve been- ah- a good pup…please let me touch you. “ 

He started moving his hands behind his back who were held in place by your belt. All this time you’ve been spending playing with him, his hands were tied. Not letting him touch you while you did whatever you wanted to him. 

-” Really, you want to touch mommy? Gonna have to cum one more time for that “ 

You grabbed his neck, cutting air flow ever so slightly. Everything you did to him was in the softest way possible, you knew that was what broke him. Not going fast enough and not giving him choice was what made him crazy for you. His hips jerked up in your hand involuntary, making you go a bit faster. He was already close even if his last orgasm wasn’t even that long ago, his stomach and chest covered in his previous highs and sweat. 

-” Come one puppy, mommy might even fuck you after. Wanna fill mommy up? “ 

-” Please mommy.“ he said without even really knowing what he was pleading for. 

Your voice was sweeter than usual, as if he was too dumb to understand what you were saying and honestly, he didn’t understand all of what you were saying, he was just too deep in his pleasure. Your name leaving his mouth like a chant, as if he only knew that single word. You felt proudness fill your chest as you looked at his fucked-up state. He was broken, just as you intended when you started playing with him. Your hand on his neck pressed harder and sending him over the edge, making him cum for the nth time on your hand. 

-” My pretty pup “you cooed in his ear, letting him come down from his high “Don’t dare going soft on me. You’re my fucktoy remember?” 

-” Yes, yes, I’m your slut! “He answers as quick as you asked, still feeling dizzy from his high. 

You started pumping his length again, earning breathy whimpers from him. He quickly became hard again, the idea of coming inside you making him see stars. You stopped pumping him and finally detached his hands. Jeno’s hand immediately attached to your boobs, pinching your nipples and fondling your breasts 

You let him do it but you looked at him expectedly. He knew exactly what he needed to do to get you to fuck him 

-” Please… use me how you want.” He said in a pleading tone, letting you know how bad he needed you. 

-” You’re really nothing but my stupid whore. “ 

You didn’t wait for an answer to position yourself on top of his cock and sit on it. You could never get used to the stretch he gave you but the glide was made easier by your own arousal, that was almost dripping out of you onto the sheets. You started to ride him at a very slow pace, just to infuriate him more and it worked. His hand came on your hips and slightly made you move faster. 

-” Faster please. “ 

You didn’t listen to his plea and kept your slow pace. Your hands going on his shoulder to steady yourself as if you were going to go faster but you didn’t, you just kept your slow pace, almost laughing at him from how desperate he looked at you.   

Jeno just couldn’t take it anymore. He had been such a good puppy for you and you were still being cruel to him. He had to do something about it. He grabbed your hips harder and slid his cock out of you. He easily manhandled you, flipping you head towards the bed and ass up. 

-” You played with me enough, my turn now. “ 

He said before slamming his cock back into you with no warning, earning a high-pitched moan from you. You loved it when he showed this side of him after you pushed his button too far. He trusted into you with so much force you knew you would have bruises tomorrow. His hands and your hip, pushing you even further on his cock, making you feel him so deep inside of you. 

-” Gonna let your puppy fuck you dumb? Your puppy’s gonna make you feel so good” he said while pounding unto you restlessly 

You couldn’t even reply to him from how strong his trusts were, only screaming his name like a chant. As much as he loved your dominant side, he also loved seeing you squirm under him, screaming for him to slow down. 

-” Jeno, slow down” you said breathless as he just didn’t stop with his trust, only shushing you to soothe you down, softly rubbing your hip with his hand. You felt the familiar knot forming in your stomach, you knew you wouldn’t hold up very long from how he was going on you. The only thing holding you up was Jeno hold on you as you felt your legs giving up. 

-” Don’t worry mommy, let your puppy take care of you.” The way he was still calling you mommy made you felt even closer as he wasn’t using it like before but in an even more perverted way, making you feel like a dumb whore. 

-” Puppy... I'm close...” You said making him bring his hand down to your sensitive bud, sending you over the edge, making you scream his name even louder. Seeing your state made him feel his high grow quickly, knowing he had that much effect on you so easily.  

-” Cum for me please.” He sounded almost desperate to get you to cum, caring much more about your pleasure than his at this point, his finger pressing even harder on your bud to make you come faster. Your eyes rolling to the back of your head from how good you were feeling, the knot quickly snapped due to how Jeno was making you feel. Your moans getting caught in your throat as you couldn’t even talk from how your orgasm was washing over you. Jeno rode you through it but didn’t calm down as your high came down, he just kept going, this time trying to reach his own high, making you feel extremely overstimulated. But you could still tell he was close due to how floppy his trusts were becoming 

-” You’re gonna cum for mommy?” You said in between moans making him groan. Your talking was what threw him over the edge, making him come inside of you. He kept his length inside of you until it became soft again, before finally sliding it out. He pulled out and you immediately fell on the bed, feeling exhausted. He joined you soon after, making you kiss his face softly to praise him for his good work today. 

-” Can you cume one more time for your puppy?” 

Sorry if the ending is a bit rushed, I was too fed up to write a good ending sorry 🙁 gonna rewrite it if probably 😀. 

[reorientation]

zyn anon. again. lol

straight boy keeps joking that he got me addicted to his cock and he's pretty much right. i keep hooking up with him. its kind of cute, honestly. the first few times we hooked up he would apologize most of the time if he misgendered me, but now he doesn't. if anything he doubled down. i heard him bragging to his friends during a game about how he took a girls virginity in exchange for zyns, and "now shes over all the time". i don't think he knew i was awake either. i think he really likes that hes my first and only lol he's wo possessive about it

honestly i still get a little dysphoric over the whole thing but im getting more comfortable with the idea of legit becoming an actual girl for him. im doing more things to feminize myself around him and also in my day to day life. everything short of stopping T since thats kinda being used as primary birth control lol. which I know isnt foolproof. he wears condoms sometimes but pulls out the rest mostly.

but omg so maybe the third or forth time we had sex he finished in me after i begged him to (i wasn't thinking straight lmao) and fuuuckk it was so intense for the both of us. feeling him grind all the way in me as he came was incredible. he basically pinned me under him as he came, it was like he wanted to get as deep as he could. it did freak me out after though so now we're more careful but he wants me to go on birth control. he said hes gonna stop pulling out eventually, and birth control would be cheaper than daily plan B, and cheaper than a baby. im looking into getting an iud lmao. might even stop t after that. pregnancy scares me and i dont necessarily want to carry his baby after only fucking him for three weeks but god the idea is still really hot. he joked about baby trapping me yesterday and i had to pretend like it didn't make me soaked. its not even just a horny thought I get over after i cum anymore, becoming a girl for him is becoming more and more appealing

(Previously)

God, you're fucking cute, Anon. You don't necessarily want to have your nicotine "dealer's" baby after fucking him for a few weeks? A girl who wasn't made to be a breeding whore would put it in stronger terms - or at least not beg him for his cum in her unprotected pussy.

Still, as incredibly lame as your boyfriend's little drug empire is, I do have to commend him a little: he seems to know how to handle a girl like you. Just telling you that he's going to stop wearing a condom or pulling out, and letting you quiver and drip with the knowledge of what that would mean if you aren't careful, is both a good move and very funny. If you aren't going to get yourself knocked up, try out a hormonal IUD - I think it'd be good for you to get a little extra dose of female hormones, as you switch over to a new form of testosterone injections.

It's also really cute that you "still get a little dysphoric about the whole thing", because this is one of the clearest cases I've seen of a girl being desperate to be "persuaded" to "give up" her boy disguise. Come on, little lady. You showed him your pussy to be allowed to blow him for a discount, you spread your legs for the first time for him, and now a few weeks later you're only still on T because you can't stop yourself from taking his cum. You couldn't be throwing yourself at femininity much harder without putting on a pink floofy dress and batting your eyelashes at him.

Well, maybe that's up next. It's been a strong start, but you've still got room to grow. (And if you don't get that IUD quickly, you'll be growing sooner rather than later.)

[stiffyck]

I’ve been having a bit of a headache dealing with family giving me shit for being aro ace lol. If you have any qpr/aroace headcanons - desert duo or elven duo - it would rlly make my day, if you want! Feel free to answer this or not

Oh absolutely.

Desert duo:

Scar would realise he's aroace after he started dating Grian. He's always thought you sort of "pick" your crush. He'd see someone good looking and ask himself:

"Does this person give me butterflies in my stomach? Do I want to date them? Do I want to kiss them?" And he'd never really know the answer. The idea of dating the person usually didn't seem appealing and kissing them even less so. And he never knew what the butterflies in his stomach means. How would that feel like? How would he know that's what he's feeling?

So when he meets Grian and they become friends Scar thinks he might have a crush on him. He thinks that he's very close with Grian and that this is the closest feeling to what the others described as a crush.

So they start dating. But Scar doesn't really like that. He likes cuddling and holding hands but he doesn't like all the other romantic stuff.

They talk. Grian suggests Scar looks into what being aromantic and asexual means.

Maybe they stop dating, maybe they don't. That's honestly up to you!

Grian is fine with just cheek kisses and hand holding and cuddles. He doesn't need more from Scar. So they could still happily stay as partners.

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I think Scar would love being on hermitcraft because the hermits value platonic relationships just as much as they do romantic ones.

Grian loves that too. Grian can be aroace too, depends on how you wanna see it.

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QPP desert duo would hold hands and cuddle a lot. Scar is clingy.

Grian is usually stubborn and does not want to admit that hes clingy too. He likes when Scar randomly comes over and just hugs him from behind maybe or if hes sitting Scar will sit on his lap or lay across him. Scar just likes to spend time with Grian even if they dont talk- he'll just watch Grian work in silence. And if he can hold Grians hand or hug him or somehow cuddle him while he works? even better.

Grian loves playing with Scars hair.

Grian also loves to read-

he will lie on his bed with Scar holding onto his middle while he reads. if Scar is awake, Grian will read out loud to him.

Grian loves when Scar presses kisses in his hair. Scar loves when Grian kisses his nose or his cheeks.

Elven duo:

they love gossipping while doing each others hair. Gem loves braiding Scars hair and Scar loves adding all sorts of accesories to Gems hair.

One of them will stop by the others base to ramble about one thing or another while the other listens and continues with their work.

They're not very keen on handholding but they will absolutely lean on one another and hug.

They like to fight! Scar might not be the best at pvp but he's getting better and fighting with Gem is awlays fun.

They both like to dress up together. Scar has plenty of fancy suits and dresses and he lets Gem raid his dresser occasionally so they can both dress up just for fun.

That also usually leads to them dancing. Scar constantly trips over his feet but is otherwise a great dancer. Gem finds it sweet.

They love watching movies all cuddled up together in a pile of blankets with Jellie. They comment on the stupid stuff that happens in the movie. They love complaining!

Okay thats all i got rn! I hope your family gets their heads out of their asses and i hope you survive the rest of the holidays!

[pansy-picnics]

I really want to say this somewhere but honestly, my favorite part of Varigo is that it can really go both ways.

Like they have that soft fluffy thing going for them with that first love energy and it’s absolutely adorable in whatever it’s done with. And very believable.

But then they can also have this side where these two hate each other, but they want to MAKE OUT SO BAD IT HURTS TO WATCH. Like major enemies to lovers vibes and it’s very believable.

Maybe it’s just because Hugo technically never existed but any dynamic that any fanfic or art gives them just MAKES SENCE TO ME.

they are enemies AND lovers……... it is the funniest thing to me tbh i cannot see them being super lovey-dovey all the time after they get together, like its not that they AREN’T sickeningly in love, it’s just that they can flip between that and calling each other ugly whores within 5 seconds and they’re completely unfazed. as funny as it is i personally think it’s because at their core they are both kids who were forced to grow up too fast, and they bring out each others inner child in a way…. cuz like, their rivalry/hatred for each other has never been, in any way, Reasonable or Mature

hugo was suspicious when they met, sure, but i don’t think thats really why varian disliked him- i think that’s just the reason he used to justify it in his head. Really he just thought hugo was cool as fuck and he was really mad about being outshined on HIS coming of age quest. like. HE’S the main character bro. Who does this blonde bitch think he is. Goddamn. /j

and….Hugo was the same way lol. like despite his awful circumstances and all the angst going on in his head he only initially antagonized varian because he was a 19 year old boy and wanted to look cool and act like he knew everything. THEIR WHOLE RIVALRY WAS SO CHILDISH! AND THATS WHATS SO SPECIAL ABOUT IT I FEEL CUZ….NEITHER OF THEM HAVE EVER REALLY HAD THAT BEFORE.

ITS EXACTLY WHAT YOU SAID!! it’s that they’re each others first love…but they are also simultaneously each other’s first best friend and also each other’s first Enemy. Neither of them have REALLY done any of that before like ever. varian had friends but he’s never had friends HIS AGE, yk? its completely new for both of them, each for separate reasons, and because of that they are both acting like stupid fucking 12 year olds about it.

even after they get together i think the core of their dynamic is that….they were kind of each other’s (incredibly belated) childhood best friend. and they will always be best friends first and foremost Yk? they bring out each others inner child. it’s why even when they’ve been married for 40 years they tease each other like theyre two middle schoolers fighting on the school bus over pokemon cards. its why they always know exactly how to make the other laugh or cheer them up after a long day. they know EXACTLY how to push each others buttons but they also know when is too far, which is why they can just say the most vile things to each other without even hesitating because they KNOW they don’t gaf. They share one braincell together but they’re also both genius mad scientists so they COULD take over the world together if they wanted to but they’re too busy playing jenga with glass beakers in their pajamas at 2 pm. Idk. They need to be shot.