#the forehead kisses god i need those so bad rn

[fettuccin-e]

Something Bad

Kinktober Day 20: Corruption

Tags: Joel Miller x Reader, afab!fem!reader, blowjob, face-fucking (do NOT look at me rn), corruption, slightly innocent!reader, age gap mention, Joel is simply not prepared for how filthy his girl is (w/c: 1.4K)

A/N: I believe in filthy old man Joel and younger even filthier girl okay!!! This may have gotten a little out of hand but idk I can't help but ramble about sucking Joel's dick alright?? (I have been using these prompts by flightlessangelwings for Kinktober!)

Joel Miller is a bad man. A bad fuckin’ man.

He knows it, has known it for years. He has too much blood on his hands, too many skeletons in his closet, to be a good man.

But fuck, this has got to be the worst. 

You’re supposed to be off-limits, the pretty little nurse that floats around Jackson, tending to the sick and injured. You, the sweet little thing who's never seen the outside of the town walls, who wears pretty dresses you make yourself and brings fucking baked goods to the patrol groups after they get back.

You, who asks him how he’s been, who traces a gentle hand down his forearm, sending goosebumps across his body. You, thirty fuckin’ years younger than him, and so angelic you practically glow.

You, on your knees on his kitchen floor, sucking his dick like you’re fucking starving for it.

You’d started off so delicate, so innocent, when he’d started this... thing with you. This dirty, nasty secret he has to keep from his own brother, from the entire town.

It had started with a gentle kiss when you’d patched him up after a patrol gone wrong. You’d fashioned a bandage over his chest, and God, when you looked up at him with those pretty doe eyes, he was a fuckin’ goner. He wasn’t sure who moved first, you or him, all he had known was that your lips against his were soft. So soft, softer than anything he’d experienced in twenty fucking years.

“Don’t know how to do this,” you’d breathed against his mouth, your fingers clutching into his shirt, “just know that I want you.”

Joel pulled back, looking down at you with a hard gaze, ready to pull back, tell you this was a mistake, “Darlin’-”

“I know you want me too, Joel,” you’d said, firmer than he’d ever thought you could be. “I just need-” you’d stuttered, and leaned your forehead against his as you collected yourself, “I just need you to teach me.”

It had spiraled from there. 

He’d tried to be gentle with you, but fuck, it’s so hard when you’re so soft beneath him, whining his name and tangling your fingers in his hair. You’d been so nervous the first few times you’d done this, nervous enough that Joel had pulled back, night after night, just to make sure you were still alright with him seeing you like this.

“You can say no anytime you want, sweet girl,” he’d mutter, “I won’t mind.”

But you’d always shake your head, eager to learn, eager to please. And fuck, Joel can’t help it when he fucks his fingers into you a little too hard, treats you a little too rough. He’d a bad fuckin’ man, God, he shouldn’t even be near you.

When you’d both started this, you’d been quiet and uncertain about what you wanted, leaving Joel to ease it out of you with soft touches across your body and licks of his tongue into your mouth.

Now, though. Now Joel thinks he’s made a fuckin’ monster.

You crave him in ways he’d never thought you capable of, dragging him to your bedroom when he gets home and stripping him down before he’s had a chance to say hello. You beg him to fuck you, use you, anytime he wants.

“Need it Joel,” you’ll whisper, pulling him with you. “Fuck, I’ve been thinking about it all day.” 

You don’t even make it to the bedroom today. No, you corner him while he’s making dinner for you both, turning him until his back is pressed against the counter. You look at him with those pretty, pretty eyes, warm and gorgeous and calling to him like a goddamn siren, as you sink to your knees.

“Sweetheart, you can’t-” he stutters over his words like a virgin, and all you do is look up at him as you unbutton his jeans, pull his fly open and free his cock. It’s fucking sinful, the way it looks huge next to your pretty little mouth, the way you press it against your cheek, looking up at him with all of the fucking innocence he’s taken from you.

“What Joel?” You coo, pressing gentle kisses up his shaft before sucking the tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it for one horrible, maddening moment, before pulling back again. “You don’t want me to suck your cock?” 

Joel is going to fucking die here, in this kitchen, if you keep talking like that, keep licking at his cock and looking at him like that from the floor. “Darlin’, fuck ‘course I want you, but fuck, not here. We can go to bed-”

“Too far,” you whine, and Joel doesn’t have a chance to fucking breathe before you’re sucking his cock into your mouth, bobbing down as far as you can before he hits the back of your throat, and motherfucking Christ, that’s it, he’s going to die.

You suck his cock like a goddamn pro, like you hadn’t just learned to do this a few months ago. And Joel should feel bad, he should feel some modicum of guilt for making this pretty, innocent nurse into such a filthy little thing, but he can’t bring himself to when it feels so good. So fucking hot and wet, and your fingers digging into his thighs over his jeans.

“God damn it, baby,” he grunts when you hollow your cheeks, making it that much tighter and his head is spinning, fuck, he must be losing it. You fucking smile around his cock, bobbing deeper, pumping the part of his cock that can’t fit in your mouth with a slick hand. “Suckin’ me so good, that’s so fuckin’ perfect, shit-”

His hips twitch uncontrollably, shoving his cock far, too far down your throat. You choke, pulling off of him immediately, pumping him in your hand as you gasp for breath. And Joel fears he’ll pass out when a line of spit connects the tip of his cock to your bottom lip. “Shit, sorry, sweetheart-” he grunts, but you only smile up at him, pumping him quick and so overwhelmingly perfect. Joel’s knees threaten to start shaking.

“You can fuck my mouth, Joel,” you say, blinking up at him slowly, sweetly. “I promise I don’t mind.”

Joel’s vision blurs at the edges, and he sucks in a labored breath through clenched teeth as you suck him into your mouth all over again. Your hands wrap around his wrists, tugging his hands into your hair, and fuck, how can Joel resist you? He’s never been able to, and damn it, he probably never will.

He curls his hands into your hair, pumping his hips up into your mouth as far as you can take him, before pulling out again. Fuck, what would people say if they knew Joel Miller had the little nurse, with the baked goods and kind smile, on her knees in his kitchen, fucking her mouth like she’s no more than a filthy fucking whore.

His cock throbs in your mouth as he drags his hips in and out, in and out. You make obscene, sinful fucking sounds, little whines when he pulls out, loud, wet sucking noises when he pushes back in. You just kneel and fucking take it, letting him pull your mouth onto his cock with his fist gripped in your hair.

From the corner of his eye, Joel can see your hand move, subtle and silent. He nearly chokes when that pretty, delicate hand disappears between your thighs, rubbing at your clit through your pants as Joel fucks into your mouth like a goddamn madman. The sight nearly makes him black out.

His orgasm rushes into him without warning, and he can barely choke out a rough, “Fuck, gonna cum-” before he’s shooting his cum down your throat. You moan around him like you love it, the vibrations reverberating up his fucking spine.

Joel Miller is a bad fuckin’ man, but he thinks this might be what heaven feels like. It's probably as close to heaven as he's gonna get.

When he finally releases his grip on your hair, you lean back, letting his sticky cock slip from your mouth, and Joel watches as you stick your tongue out, showing him that you swallowed every drop. Joel’s spent cock twitches between his thighs. 

“Take your fuckin’ clothes off,” he mutters, dark and deep and every bit the bad man everyone thinks he is. “Right now.”

You smile softly, standing up off the floor and pressing yourself against him. “Why don’t we go to bed, Joel?” you murmur in his ear, and Joel growls.

He spins you both around until you’re bent over the counter, ass out for him.

“Too far,” he murmurs, and wrenches your pants down your thighs.

[urhoneycombwitch]

thinking about corrupting steve once again. thinking abt … riding him so slow and soft and sweet. just how he likes it. moaning pretty for him, letting him make you feel good. but then you start moving a little too slow, and you don’t sink all the way down. he doesn’t complain at first - but then he gets much too needy. he keeps adjusting his grip on your hips like he wants to push upwards but he wants you to find a rhythm you like.

except it’s getting increasingly hard to not ram his hips up into yours. especially when you let your head fall back, tits pushed in his face. he leans forward to kiss them, but you pull back, rocking even slower.

“baby, come on,” he coaxes, sweat dotting his forehead. he adjusts those big hands again, grip switching from soft to firm and back again.

“what do you want, steve?” you ask, brows knitted together.

“y- you, i want - i want you.”

you hum, sliding up, only the tip of his dick nestled in your opening. he sputters, teeth clenched, chest heaving. needs you so bad, his balls are so full they ache. he makes a conscious effort not to fuck you proper, but he’s slipping.

you lean forward to whisper to him. “take what you want.”

-han stevenose

HEY HAN. HEY WHY DID YOU WRITE THIS. 😨

I’m so horny rn oh my god….

[scarfacemarston]

Please if you could, please let me get some comfort from John, just him comforting his crying s/o god I need him so bad rn

I'm so sorry this took so long. I hope you're feeling better. Hopefully, you'll still enjoy this!

Note: Gender Neutral Friendly. This is set in the RDR 1 era, John, because people canonically go to him for comfort, and he’s much more mature here. In this verse, I hc that Abigail and John are amicable and live close to one another. Jack lives with John part-time. Is that too modern? Probably. Lol

John was working in the barn, sawing wood to fix up the gazebo the pair of you enjoyed on cool evenings, when you slowly approached him, trying not to draw his attention immediately.

However, you and John had a very tight relationship to the point that the two of you could almost sense the mood or feelings the other had. It was part of your bond. This caused John to whip his head around immediately to face you, his confused gaze turning soft. He placed the saw down carefully and removed his gloves.

“Darlin’,” he rumbled lowly as he made his way towards you, cupping your face as he closed the gap between the two of you. He immediately enveloped you in his arms, and the solid weight comforted you.

At this point, you had been sniffling softly to try not to worry John more than you had to, but once you felt his arms around you, you couldn’t help but let the dam break.

He sushed you gently as you buried your head into his chest, sobbing. John frowned, worry creeping into his features.

“Do you want to talk about it?” John muttered.

Truth be told, he never felt like he was the most comforting of people, nor was he the best at giving advice, but for you? He’d try. Always. (Of course, you disagreed. You saw how John treated others - gruff but polite and fair. He was far more generous and wise than he gave himself credit for.) It gave the quiet and serious man a complexity that few would know. You paused, shaking your head no. John nodded, not pushing the subject further - another thing you appreciated about him. John drew away from you, wiping the tears from your cheeks before giving your hand a kiss.

“Come on, let’s dry those eyes in our room with some privacy,” He said, guiding you into the home he built for you.

Blessedly, Jack and Uncle were away for the moment. John led you to the bedroom and shut the door, kicking his boots off. You gave a watery smile as you did the same. John plopped down on the bed, holding his arms out. You filled the space embarrassingly quickly. John gave the smallest of smiles before wrapping his arms around you once more.

“I’m sorry you’re havin’ it rough right now. I’m here for you. No matter what. You just say it and it’s yours, darlin’.” he muttered into your hair, kissing your forehead.

You smiled at him, muttering a quiet thank you. “ You don’t got to thank me, you know. Just takin’ care of the person I love.” he countered.

You sighed, melting further into his embrace, your eyes growing heavy.

“Go to sleep, you’ll feel better. I’ll be here when you wake up.” John said, running his fingers through your hair. With that, you slipped into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

[s0ftb1tch12]

i may not be able to write out actual fanfic but i can put out ideas that scratch my brain and make me scream into the void

SO

being hazel callahan’s passenger princess and going on night drives when you both can’t sleep

going to zoos and aquariums where she rambles out fun facts on her favourite animals

staring at the chains around her neck so often she notices and buys you matching ones (same thing with rings, even better if they’re from brittany’s jewelry business)

movie marathon dates under a blanket fort complete with fairy lights, fluffy blankets, and snacks

fidgeting with each other’s hands while having long talks about whatever

i’m a FIRM believer in cocky!hazel after a few months of dating. once she knows you’ll stick with her for the long run, she’s not as nervous and acts more flirty (lingering touches, cheesier words, etc)

she may not be able to cook but she’ll surely try and learn your favorite foods (i think she’s more of a baker since baking is kinda like chemistry and we all know how she feels about explosive reactions)

on that note, i do believe she’s top of her class in chemistry or physics (thinking about her tutoring you in those subjects but those study dates eventually lead to makeout sessions)

that kiss scene towards the end of the movie and the fact that she wears rings really inspired me,,, y’all know where this is going probably (i NEED someone to write this desperately because i ain’t seen it anywhere and i’m down BAD)

literally any member of band!gf x loser!gf (i’m talking bassists, guitarists, drummers, lead singers)

those fics with cheerleader gf x loser gf !!! smth i haven’t seen with this trope yet is cheerleader gf surprising her with her strength, carrying her princess style

goth!gf x nerd!gf: her letting you do her eyeliner like yours, sitting in her lap as she lies down (like this 😩)

bimbo!gf x loser!gf: your average oblivious hyperfem with her awkward masc relationship, even better if bimbo!gf wears heels often so she’s taller than hazel who is at perfect height for forehead kisses (usually leaving lipstick marks that she doesn’t notice until pj basically screams and points at it)

hazel carrying a bunch of chapstick or hair ties in her backpack in case her gf forgets hers

thrifting dates because slow fashion is important

as a sanrio girlie, i think hazel would love pompompurin and his little hat

hazel acts kinda like a little golden retriever so she would definitely get along will with dogs but i like to think she’s a cat person, cats fucking LOVE her and she is always feeding the strays on her block

hazel is a tea girlie and yes she does have fun facts about them (chamomile became v important after her parents divorce)

hazel likes simulation games like stardew valley and role playing games like baldur’s gate (she spends hours making her character) (yes this is self indulgent because i love bg3)

she loves handmade gifts; make this baby a mug, crochet her a sweater, paint her a picture and she will melt

soooooo many trinkets on her shelves (god i wish we saw her room in the movie)

she def has a less common pet (reptiles, bugs, rodents [like ferrets])

a bird would be nice for hazel if i’m being honest, she talks to it everyday but especially after a bad day (like when pj dismisses whatever cool thing she wants to talk about at lunch and changes the topic by talking over her)

idk what else to say rn but best believe that my brain will rot again because the gay shit will not be going away any time soon

[mugiwara--ya]

heyyy hi a little life/med update !!

ive been super super busy these past couple weeks w a ton of socialization etc and ngl i think i burned myself out lol last night after we got back home from a con (and the bar stop after it) i had a massive shutdown that lasted hours and im still reeling from it, but ANYWAYS!! med update med update wooo

so! on top of the lifesaving bupropion ive been taking all year & the eszopiclone for sleep i finally !! got put on something for my ocd, lets give it up for fluoxetine to join my beautiful, beautiful cocktail, mwah 💖💝💗💕💞💓

i know it supposedly takes a few weeks to fully Work but im already feeling a MASSIVE difference right off the bat, like yesterday i was at the mall and i ✨ touched the escalator's handrail ✨ i was literally so excited i kept looking at my hand going yoooooo im DOING it im making it HAPPEN like even my friends congratulated me on it kdsfjhakjg it felt silly but massive at the same time lol and of course i still immediately disinfected my hands but the important thing is that I Did It

and idk its like!!! i knew it was BAD like especially these past few months its been just. VIOLENTLY out of control but god the absolute relief ive been feeling is making me feel like i was still grossly underestimating it, it had completely taken over my life. right now its like, i encounter any random trigger and i brace myself for the anxiety spiral to come and then it DOESN'T and its so ??? like i still have The Thought but then i just go "ok" and dismiss it like an annoying notification and thats IT, while the last time i was on therapy i literally described my ocd as having hundreds of those cymbal-banging monkey toys of different sizes just sitting there in my brain Waiting and every single time i got triggered one of them would start losing its absolute shit - for example if im at the supermarket, on top of the everything about existing as an autistic person at the supermarket, thered be like a dozen of them constantly going ALERT ALERT CONTAMINATION CONTAMINATION EEK EEK DANGER DANGER BANG BANG BANG- and now the monkeys r GONE. get turned into mostly-dismissable phone notifs, idiots !!!!!!!!!

the only monkey im willingly keeping!!!!! is the low poly 3d model of monkey d. luffy constantly rotating in my brain <3 kfngskjdfs

also like i still do like, say, my cleaning rituals when i get back home, but idk i just. i feel Normal about it?? like calmly wiping my phone bc phones r Gross and not bc i literally see a green film of Germs And Various Pathogens enveloping it lol. anddd i havent been attacked by violent intrusive thoughts in a minute !! lets see if it stays that way. im generally super sensitive to medications too so im on low doses of everything and i wanna keep it like that lol so heres to hoping it keeps goin like this so i dont have to up my dose 8)

uhh thats about it ! having a bit of Personal Issues tm at the moment tho but im so relieved abt my ocd i kinda have the bandwidth to deal with them lol. i prolly jus need some sleep quiet and to not be perceived by anyone for a solid week.

in other lighter and unrelated news my queue is completely empty rn so it'll be just a liiiittle quiet around here for a bit but ! yeah. also i just watched the latest op anime episode and urhgrhghrghrgh it was so good hhh <3333 so yah if you read this whole thing i am giving you a little kiss on the forehead, mwah, hope you have a great week !!

[moonrisecoeur]

crying in this club rn (im at home) UR SO DAMN SWEET? WAUGHHH ngl i missed spamming anons i just waugh idk. ive had a lot of ppl that are not upfront about how they actually feel about stuff so idk? i just worried u were being wayyy too nice abt it. mwah mwah you are just as pookie as leon on sweetie levels.

also !! i prommy i am safe, i prefer to stay at home when i drink (gurl call me a loser but playing games while buzzed is THE funnest shit) and i know my limit. girlie one hangover at work is ENOUGH to make me not do that again ✌ i just been grinding re6 mercenaries all night bc its fun and also re6 leon be SO god damn FINEEEE 😋 his moves? good lord dont get me started ull get another inbox essay boo.

mood whiplash much huh? LMAO leon just do that to me. gets those brain dolphins WORKIN

🐕

i am not nice bbygirl i am obsessed there is a difference!! my infatuation with u is not a choice i do not simply choose to be nice to u i genuinely am in love hshdjsjdjdk

DUDE i have a vague memory of drinking one night and then remembering i had an english assignment due so i did it really quick, and my brain was all the way there but my motor skills were not so i was struggling to type so i just ??? speech to texted it??? i got 100 obvi

RE6 LEON MAKES ME PHYSICALLY ILL i want to eat him. i want to do so many horrible things to him. i want to bend him over and just take him anywhere and everywhere, whenever i fucking want. dream world where the fucking 35 year old man with his 20 yr old gf is taller than him and fucks his ass every night

i am so sane. i likely appeared more sane when i was emotionally dead from finals but when i tell you i need to do some very very bad things to re6 leon i MEAN it!!!

but i also need to kiss his forehead and tell him he can rest now, that he’s gonna be okay… :(

[sagau-my-beloved]

For venti wedding date:

- He is overjoyed you asked him out on a date, man could be 20 years into a relationship and still be as giddy as a teenager

- He would wear a green waistcoat and tie, or maybe a ruffled shirt (he would get weird looks but he gets those anyway)

- Since its a distant relatives wedding, you won't have to be part of procession or socialize too much, so venti clings onto you for basically all of rhe wedding

- Be prepared to recieve a lot of strange looks considering venti doesn't exactly blend in. You have to convince everyone you meet that he is fact an adult and not a teenager(including the bartender. He doesn't believe you

- Always inviting you to dance. If he ever sees that youre even the slightest bit uncomfortable talking to someone he'll whisk you away onto the dance floor

-Rapid anon

Rapid anon coming in clutch yet again, I'm giving you a metaphysical forehead kiss rn

Venti being a fashion icon like always, the full 18th century look lmao, maybe he'd let me style his hair in a slightly more formal way ><

And ironically he wouldn't actually be the most ridiculously dressed person there because some guy showed up in a blue to gold gradient full sequin suit and no I'm not kidding

The wedding location was honestly beautiful, big and open with a giant lake and tons of pine trees, so just wandering off to a secluded spot away from all the loud people, sitting in the grass and watching the sun go down *sigh*

Wandering off by yourself because it was too crowded or anxiety inducing or otherwise and him just noticing right away and immediately abandoning whatever he was doing to follow *harder sigh*

And poor Venti not being able to get himself a much needed drink, I know the pain, we'd either have to brave through being sober together, or ransack the bar when they're not looking or smthn, he can turn into a wisp and carry a comically oversized bottle of wine away to a secluded spot

Oh to be invited to dance by Venti

Oh to be whisked away by Venti

I can't even dance in the slightest, but by god what I wouldn't give for this

This has been so incredibly self indulgent I almost feel bad, but I'm gonna be thinking about this for days, thank you so much <333

[khaleesiofalicante]

"I am hungry for touch and ashamed to be looked at" -Safia Elhilo

Alec POV by beloved 🥰🥰 can he pass me some of his wisdom??

The Clave being kinda fuck up as usual I see...

And a leader, no matter how hard it was, had to show up.

That’s how you’re different from everyone else.

You show up.

You hold things together.

You lead.

They are all great leaders and I'm so proud of them😭

Anjali is just... ✨Wow✨ she is the only goodness I will ever swear loyalty to. I am in awe, I respect her, I admire her, I love her, I-

David said what??? I mean, same, but I'm surprised he said it in a Clave meeting....

Yeah, Selena deserves more recognition!!! She is the absolute BEST and we stan😎

The amount of hatred I feel towards Kingsley is unreal. Fuck him and his Idris Patrol🔪🙂

Will the fact that Anjali and Rafael respect and trust Alec's judgement make me cry? ✨Yes✨

Diego, my friend, Alec thought, how proud you must be. Too soon😭😭

Kit is upto something....

YESS Alec!! Get some sense into David's head bc I feel this is going to go south

That’s how Alec knew Rafael was going to be okay.

Good leaders must know how to handle criticism. Good leaders must accept their flaws and admit their mistakes.

Rafael was a good leader. And he will, in time, become a great one too.

He learned from the best 💙💙

Alec and Hunter meeting!!! I need this like, yesterday!!! I'm so excited jdvdkdndn

Nico is so cute and sweet I keep forgetting he's old and smart af!!!

My mind rn: David with kids. David with kids. David with kids. David-

“You’re still in your bad bitch era, Sirenita,” Gabriel grinned. “It has no expiration date.” How can you expect me not to love Gabriel when they do cute shit like braiding Selena's hair and saying things like this???? 🥺🥺

This plan is more complicated than I thought lmaoo

“You must learn how to heal yourself,” Nicolas said.

Selena smiled. “Sure. I’ll do it sometime."

“You must do it soon,” Nicolas said.

Something is going to happen to Selena or to someone she loves bc THAT definitely means he knows something!!!

YESS!! THEY ARE GETTING THE PIECES TOGETHER!!!

He could still hear her screaming. Good. In other news I'm ready for arson🥰🔪🔪

Why does he want 9 cities down????

Why does Claire think it's her fault??? What is she talking about?? Is it just parent guilt or something more??😭

Soldiers who can heal themselves.

Soldiers who can’t be killed.

“I’m trying to play god,” Marcus smiled.

“Dope,” Mallory said distractedly. “Good luck."

FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK. WHY THE FUCK YOU THINK THIS IS A GOOD IDEA???🙂

Mallory, stay tf away from my girls!!!! And stop stealing Max's stuff, it's creepy!!!

I'm a simple person. I see Magnus and Max discussing inmortality issues, I cry :))

“Power doesn’t always change people,” bapak smiled. “But pain does.” THERE ARE MANY FAVE QUOTES!!!

"You will. You can," the man promised. "Because every time you have to climb it, I will climb with you. We can climb together."

Max gave him a small smile. "You can't climb shit in those."

Bapak smirked, looking at his fluffy bumble bee slippers. "Is that a challenge, Blueberry?"

My fave inmortals😭😭😭 can we take a moment to appreciate how no one helped Magnus through all his inmortality crisis (obviously except Ragnor and Catarina when they could) but now Max has a support system and can always go to his bapak or to many more?? Bc I think that's beautiful 💙

Them giving each other their magic, holy shit why do they insist in making me soft??🥺

He pressed a kiss on his forehead. “I want infinity with you.”

A timeless love.

Can we really blame Max? I would also want infinity with David!!! But you promised Magnus, babe!!!

“Maxwell,” Nicolas Thorn said, looking wide awake. “You are late for your lesson.” HOLY SHIT!! Nico teaching Max warlock math😭 I am scared but sooo excited for this!! What did Nico saw in the future?? What are they going to practice?? Ahhh so many questions!!

I support Max's rights, but I also support Max's wrongs and I don't think I'm the only one!!!

Song rec: ... I honestly have just been vibing to Taylor Swift lately... What was your favorite song from the album??? I think mine was "You're on your own kid"😭

Support Max's wrongs or be gone 😤😤

I'm still listening to the album! I did like Midnight Rain a lot 😭😭

[just-some-random-blogger]

good morning lovie!! i've read this fic and omg it's cute TT 1) i think it made my forehead even more hot (not as hot as you though ;)) due to the temperature, 2) why sonya?? no but why?? why sonya?? really self-indulged but as i know it's mostly spread on the territory of slavik countries? i may be really wrong but ig i never heard specifically this very form 'sonya' in you know... foreign media and all. kitty gif TT i love your kitty gifs sm TT they're so cute TT 'im too lazy to think of them all' lol we're so same... when i came to kpop i wanted to know like every group existing and now i don't even remember some of the names of idols i used to like... but what a soft spot svt and got7 got in my heart TT svt's japanese releases?? the pure blessing. 'well ur my cat now' meow meow. if those songs about broken heart and being high when i was merely 12 had made me your cat than ig i can tell everyone how i've gone a really long way... to teach you all how to be successful!! 'im starting my classes so it will take a while' it's all fine!! take all the time you need!! yk that i can wait for a what? yeah never tired of the jokes abt it classes should be your first priority, tumblr can handle you living your big brained life. 'what you think of what i’ll end up with' end up first ig TT but i'm eager to know too 'WHY SHAPED LIKE FRIEND' actually there was a bear that attacked 2 children once... akmu are good. i'm not really a fan but they do have charming voices. i liked 'let's take time' more. ballads or ballads-like songs aren't for me ig. 'resistance to getting sick???' ig i understand hvhdjdj. thanks love!! guess i shouldn't send you grateful kisses rn but i do appreciate it!! luv u<з 'SOMETIMES IT SHOULD JUST WRITE ITSELF!!!!' YES!!! YES!!! YES!!! so right catmom so right!!!! what are these scientists even doing?? why can't they invent such a thing?? i know probably some things like this exist but it's not exactly what we need!! 'my ears T_T' god bless your ears... and thanks for explaining all these music words!! hfjsjs guess soon i'll be able to understand these people who attended music school (dk if it's truly what they call it) i've got results of that academic competition, btw. as i've said, i'd done really bad. but i'm 14th! the meme is NO ONE got even more than a half... like no one has even 50 when the max is 100. even the winner... we're all so silly and it makes me feel better. 'good night my love!' it's almost every time night. so thanks!! good morning to you, hottie-cutie!!! have a nice day! praying for you!! pretending that i'm scared by your threat (will you do anything to your cat?? meow meow). hope i'll get better soon too. love you!! take care <з

GOOD MORNING <3 lets hope i answer fast enough before my class starts AHAHAHAH (not that that my online classes have ever stopped me from doing anything)

LOL THIS CAT REMINDS ME OF THIS OTHER CAT IN PUSS IN BOOTS

life imitates art imitates life HAHAHAHAH

anyway

i've read this fic and omg it's cute TT 1) i think it made my forehead even more hot (not as hot as you though ;)) due to the temperature,

T_T yes im so glad you acknowledge im hot but pls take care of yourself drink some water T_T idk have some chicken soup? and drink your medicine. im glad you think its cute it is 😌

2) why sonya?? no but why?? why sonya?? really self-indulged but as i know it's mostly spread on the territory of slavik countries? i may be really wrong but ig i never heard specifically this very form 'sonya' in you know... foreign media and all.

HAHHAAHAHAH well to be fair, i had a libriarian in school i think her name was sonia with an i but idk so for the longest time i thought sonya was spanish because the philippines had the spanish as their colonizers for 333 years lol. but i will say i was just going through girl names as one does when writing and i found sonya and was like yes i like the way that name sounds. her name was supposed to be cornellia then lucille then smth else but i liked sonya the most. i did see in the description it was russian in origin so it made me like it even more lol. not because of you HAHAHAHAHAH i didnt even think of you then AHHAHAHAHAHAH but because i have just always liked the way russian names sound. <3

idk it sounds very satisfying to me, both very familiar and foreign all at once. i like the letter blends you have <3 i esp like it when russian boy names sound 'feminine' lol cos again we were colonized by spain and spanish words that end in 'a' are usually classified as feminine, and so when i found out russian names like alexander and dmitri had nicknames like sasha and misha i was like 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 HUH? THATS ADORABLE i jusT LIKE FEMENINE SOUNDING BOY NAMES AND SOME MASCULINE SOUNDING GIRL NAMES OK LHASDHALSHDSA I WENT ON A RANT AHAHAHAHH

kitty gif TT i love your kitty gifs sm TT they're so cute TT

cats are so weird and cute

'im too lazy to think of them all' lol we're so same... when i came to kpop i wanted to know like every group existing and now i don't even remember some of the names of idols i used to like... but what a soft spot svt and got7 got in my heart TT svt's japanese releases?? the pure blessing.

HAHAAH LAZY BIG BRAIN THINGS HAHAAHH. i love japanese comebacks too!!! HONESTLY WERE SO THE SAME. i think japanese comebacks are sometimes better than the korean ones lol HASLdhas AHAHHAHAH idk i think it has something to do with the language again cos japanese also gives me the same vibes as russian that is familiar and foreign all at once. probably cos of all the consonants.

'well ur my cat now' meow meow. if those songs about broken heart and being high when i was merely 12 had made me your cat than ig i can tell everyone how i've gone a really long way... to teach you all how to be successful!!

T_T my success cat coach T_T HAHAHHAHHAH

'im starting my classes so it will take a while' it's all fine!! take all the time you need!! yk that i can wait for a what? yeah never tired of the jokes abt it

AHHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHA will do baby cakes

classes should be your first priority, tumblr can handle you living your big brained life.

slay

'what you think of what i’ll end up with' end up first ig TT but i'm eager to know too

T_T LOL ASHFHAS:OFHA:SF

'WHY SHAPED LIKE FRIEND' actually there was a bear that attacked 2 children once...

akmu are good. i'm not really a fan but they do have charming voices. i liked 'let's take time' more. ballads or ballads-like songs aren't for me ig.

i see i see this is where we begin to differ i think hahahha interesting

'resistance to getting sick???' ig i understand hvhdjdj. thanks love!! guess i shouldn't send you grateful kisses rn but i do appreciate it!! luv u<з

lhafhasfh;asf pssshhh you can send me kisses its fine im not gonna catch your fever through the screen Ashlash aHAHHAHAHHAH

'SOMETIMES IT SHOULD JUST WRITE ITSELF!!!!' YES!!! YES!!! YES!!! so right catmom so right!!!! what are these scientists even doing?? why can't they invent such a thing?? i know probably some things like this exist but it's not exactly what we need!!

YOURE SO RIGHT WHAT ARE SCIENTISTS DOING T_T🤬🤬🤬👎👎👎😡😡😡😡😡

'my ears T_T' god bless your ears... and thanks for explaining all these music words!! hfjsjs guess soon i'll be able to understand these people who attended music school (dk if it's truly what they call it)

AHHAHHAHH yeah soon you'll know everything i know about music HAHAHAH to be fair, i go to music school and T_T sometimes i have absolutely no idea what people are talking about

i've got results of that academic competition, btw. as i've said, i'd done really bad. but i'm 14th! the meme is NO ONE got even more than a half... like no one has even 50 when the max is 100. even the winner... we're all so silly and it makes me feel better.

HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH see the test was stupid /: but not you youre so smart [hugs] what a rat test AHAHAHA

'good night my love!' it's almost every time night. so thanks!! good morning to you, hottie-cutie!!! have a nice day! praying for you!!

praying for you <3 idk what time it is there so good morning/afternoon/evening <3

pretending that i'm scared by your threat (will you do anything to your cat?? meow meow).

IM OFFENDED THAT YOURE NOT 😡😡😡😡😡👎👎👎👎👎🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬👿👿👿👿👿👹👹👹👹👹👹👺👺👺👺👺🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅 I WILL STOMP YOU YOURE NOT ACTUALLY A CAT ALSO YOURE TALLER THAN ME GRRRR TACKLE WRESTLE SLAM DUNK

hope i'll get better soon too. love you!! take care <з

[jackrrabbit]

open season thirsts [2/?] /// Oikawa x f!Reader (18+)

Request: Oikawa as a yandere? What do you think he’d be like as a yandere pro volleyball player with all those resources and wealth and fame?

A/N: oh to be in the yandere wives and girlfriends section, also I’m kinda faded rn so if there are any typos my bad

Tags/warnings: yandere, service top!oikawa, dubcon

“did you see my game?”

you didn’t hear him come in, the tv’s on too loud. you’re watching an action movie on the flatscreen across from the bed in the hotel suite where you’re staying. something with christian bale. you don’t know what’s happening, but you keep your eyes fixed on the overwrought fight scene flashing across the screen so you don’t have to look at him.

“(y/n)? did you watch it?” oikawa stops in front of you, standing between your legs where you’re sitting on the edge of the mattress.

you avoid his eyes. “you’re blocking the tv.”

he leans forward and you recoil for a second, half out of instinct and half because he always looks so betrayed when you flinch away from him, and you have to get your little moments of joy where you can. but he doesn’t touch you—just grabs the remote sitting next to your thigh and clicks the tv off. the screen fades into black and then the only light in the room is the shimmering pricks through windows out of the late-night city skyline. in your hometown the lights are always gold, but here they’re silver-blue. like stars. oikawa tosses the remote back on the bed.

“i was watching that,” you say. still not looking at him.

“really? what movie was it?”

is he testing you, or is he really curious? you can’t tell anymore. either way you don’t have an answer. the silence stretches out and you can hear the soft push of his breathing.

“(y/n)…” oikawa looks worried. he crouches down so he can lift one of the straps of the nightgown you’re wearing, rub the thin edges of silk between his fingers. “did you change since this morning?”

“why bother. it’s not like i—“ you swallow. “i don’t go out anyway.”

he trails his fingers down your arms to lace into yours, brings your hand to his mouth and kisses it. “do you want to go out tomorrow? i could take you somewhere nice, you know i like showing you off…but you have to ask nicely.”

and it’s not like you think you need his permission.

but what are you supposed to do? leave without him? you don’t have any money, you don’t speak the language—you don’t even know where your wallet is. you’re not some teenager running away from home. you’re an adult and—and if you said you were unhappy, who would believe you? every time you step out of your house the paparazzi end up snapping pictures of oikawa kissing you like his life depends on it.

you’ve seen your face plastered next to his over the trashy magazines they keep next to the checkout lines in the grocery store; you’ve seen the theories on fan pages and the jealous comments on your social media profiles. and it’s not like they’re wrong: oikawa tooru, a professional athlete who could probably be a model, wants you for some reason. he adores you. he couldn’t love you more if he tried.

how are you supposed to explain to anyone that that’s a bad thing?

you pull your hand out of his so it can drop back into your lap. “please, can we go out tomorrow?”

oikawa’s still kneeling in front of you, head in front of your stomach. he rests his forehead against your hip, and you feel a chill race down your back as his arm snakes around your other thigh. “i wish i could give you everything you want,” he murmurs.

“you can, you—you do,” you tell him, a little panicked now. your voice feels a little hoarse—he’s the only one you talk to these days, and it’s not enough. if you spend another day alone in silence while he travels for games or for training or to spend time with friends who aren’t allowed to look at you, you’re scared you’ll forget how to speak. “i just—can’t we go to dinner? please tooru, i’m, i’m sick of room service.”

god, you sound spoiled. maybe that’s how he sees you—his spoiled little princess, some kind of hothouse flower that wilts when it’s not being taken care of. the veins on the back of his callused hands stand out from the effort of moving slowly when he pushes up the hem of your pretty nightgown. “fuck, baby, i love you so much,” he sighs, and his breath feels hot and damp through your panties. “but you know i worry.”

“you don’t have to…i’m always going to be yours.” your stomach turns when you say it—not because it’s a lie, but because it isn’t.

oikawa smiles—god, it’s not fair how perfect he looks when he smiles, like a hero in a romance novel—and he presses a soft kiss over your clit through the fabric. “i know,” he says.

[hanazuma-inactive]

hey can i request something where sero accidentally find out his bf has a praise kink/body worship like whether the bakusquad is just joking around or he’s complimenting him or something but later that night he takes total advantage of that and is just complimenting tf out of him. thank you very muchh

compliments (nsfw) sero x reader

pronouns: he/him

warnings: bathroom sex! praise kink, using cum and saliva as lubricant

a/n: christ @jream-23 sorry i could've done your boy so much better :( idk why i had such a hard time writing this one even though i love the concept so much. i'm also sorry if this is too short or if the praise content isn't enough i can not work my brain rn for the life of me

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"god y/n, you're so perfect" sero said as he kissed your stomach and thrusted into you.

"h-hanta please, it's embarrassing."

"i can't stop…you're just so perfect, every part of you. your body, your face, and of course that sweet voice of yours."

you and hanta have been together for sometime now. ever since he confessed to you, your lives have been better than ever. sweet remarks here and there, an occasional flirt from your boyfriend and of course bakugou telling you two to get a room and denki getting jealous of you two.

sero was a loving boyfriend, always showering you with compliments. of course you enjoyed hearing them but…maybe a little too much…

due to the fact you never told sero about it during sex he didn't know how much of an effect it had on you whenever he would compliment or praise you. it drived you crazy but you could never find the right time to tell him. sometimes the compliments made you feel loved but sometimes it made you want him. you wanted pto melt in his arms while sero whispered those sweet words in your ears. whilw calling you his, making you his and telling you just how good you feel inside.

just another normal day at school when mr.aizawa for some reason gave the entire class a study block. some of your classmates actually studying, some taking a nap, some on their phones and some straight up left the classroom to train.

you had some work do to but they weren't urgent, all of it was due next week so you decided to take a break and go hangout with your boyfriend. as expected sero wasn't doing his work either so you thought it was alright to go bother him a little.

"hey sero!" you said as you gave sero a small peck on the cheek. "whatcha doing?"

"nothing much handsome." he said as he returned the kiss. "just reading this new manga i found how bout you?"

"nothing much, i didn't want to do my work so i came over."

sero understood what you meant by that so he grabbed a chair and gestured you to sit down on it. he pulled you closer to him and made you lean on his hand as he held your hands.

"you're so perfect everywhere." the black haired male said while stroking your hair.

"t-thanks." you said while blushing.

there it is again, the casual compliments that make you go crazy. sero giggled a little and gave you a kiss on your forehead. feeling embarrassed you shoved your head into sero's chest and clutched onto his uniform.

"aww, you look even cuter when you're embarrassed y/n."

that was pretty much the last straw. hanta's compliments were getting to you and you wanted him right here and then. but you can't do that can you? you were infront of a bunch of people, not to mention all these people you know personally. you didn't want to feel this way but you can't help it. as much as you wanted to stop the tent forming in your pants you couldn't. there was only one way you could save yourself from this situation.

"hanta! i need to g-go to the washroom for a bit i'll be back soon alright?" you said as you pratically sprinted out of the classroom. hanta was left with confusion but didn't think about it too much and just assumed you had to go really bad.

you quickly hid in a bathroom stall and unbuckled your pants. the bulge in your pants was too big to ignore so you had to do something about it before leaving. you took off your boxers and started to stroke your cock slowly with your eyes closed, thinking about your boyfriend. you untied your tie and opened loosened up your uniform a little after a while.

"hanta…it feels good-"

"hey y/n? you alright? you've been gone for a while now."

speak of the devil you heard your boyfriend's voice from the entrance of the bathroom.

"o-oh hey! yah i'm fine just my stomach haha!" you said with a trembling voice.

sero knew you better than that. there was no way you would go to the washroom for that long, even if you did have a stomachache you should've been done by now. he had a slight feeling of what's going on and used his quirk to stick to the ceiling and took a peak into the stall from above.

you and hanta met eye to eye and his face immediately turned to a deep shade of red. seeing you all vulnerable like that, dick out and chest exposed turned him on to the max. next second you know sero lost his grip of the tape and fell into stall that you were just jacking off in.

"s-sero! oh my god- are you alright."

"ouch… yah i'm alright but you don't look so alright there huh?" sero said with a smirk.

since sero caught you anyways you might as well be honest with him right? you grabbed onto sero's arm and looked down so you wouldn't have to face him while saying it.

"sero this was…all because of your compliments, everytime you compliment me during class or anywhere, it makes me feel so...y'know? everytime, right after you say it i want you in me, telling me the same things you said but in a different manner."

sero finally understood the reason to your reactions everytime he compliments and he was glad you were being honest with him.

"well, we still have 30 minutes till class begins again. if you want, we could…" sero said as he held your head up and stared straight at you.

you couldn't believe that your boyfriend was offering you something like this. it wasn't an ideal time or place to do it but due to your current "situation" you agreed to it.

next thing you know sero kneeled down on his knees and started to tend to your cock. he first teased the tip that was already leaking previously and soon moved down more and more fitting your entire cock in his mouth.

"my beautiful boy, you taste delicious down here. look at how much your leaking, it was all because of your thoughts about me wasn't it?"

"hanta…i'm getting close."

"cum right in then~ i wanna see how you taste for a change."

you couldn't hold in anymore as hanta continued to suck your dick skillfully, licking everywhere with his tongue. you panted slightly after shooting in your boyfriends mouth.

"damn baby boy, that tastes amazing." sero said after he swallowed all of your seed.

"sero please…put it inside, i want to make you feel good too."

"your wish is my command."

to loosen you up, hanta wiped some of the leftover cum mixed with his spit on your cock onto his finger and put it inside your asshole. his fingers squirmed inside you as you did the same in response. as your moans started to become more consistent, hanta knew you were ready to take his cock. he took his finger out and stood up to unbuckle his belt and take off his pants. his cock was already hard and waiting to be inside you. your eyes become hazy looking at your boyfriends entire length, excited to fit it all in.

"i'm gonna put it in alright y/n?"

"p-please do…"

your boyfriend thrusted into you slowly so it wouldn't hurt too much. his cock slipped right into you due to your ass being loosened already.

"wow… look at that. it went all the way in right away, your so good at taking my cock y/n."

after moving around a hanta started to move his cock. it started slow at first and sped up a little as sero got familiar with his surroundings.

"god y/n, you're so perfect" sero said as he kissed your stomach and thrusted into you.

"h-hanta please, it's embarrassing."

"i can't stop…you're just so perfect, every part of you. your body, your face, and of course that sweet voice of yours."

it was true, you tried holding in your moans and whines because you were scared of other student roaming around in the halls to find out what you two were doing. but you couldn't, hanta's cock felt so good inside you. it may not look like it but he knows exactly where that spot is and just how to pleasure you with it.

"you're taking me so well baby boy. every part of you, so perfect."

"mmghm~"

"i'm getting close y/n, you feel too good inside i can't hold it in anymore."

"m-me too hanta… please cum inside me."

sero didn't say anything in response to that but instead just pushed him self onto you and locked your lips with his as he came inside you.

"we sure made a mess huh." sero said with a little giggle.

"we sure did." you said to sero in response.

"better clean it up and head back to class, or else aizawa's gonna get mad."

both of you laughed as you cleaned up the stall and headed back to class just before next period started.

[hops-hunny]

Angels on Earth

Pairing: Ron Weasley x Chubby!Reader

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 1.8k

Request: “CONGRATS ON 300 FOLLOWERS!!!! I love your writing sm <3

this is my first time ever making a request and recently I found out that the person I was dating is still in love with their ex so I'm looking for comfort rn hehe

could you do a 23, 33, 35 with Ron, a mix of fluff and smut? chubby/plus size fem reader please”

Summary: Ron thought he was obvious, but it was clear (Y/n) was more obvious.

Warnings: Sexual themes

A/N: This took a while but I’ve also been busy but, enjoy!

23. “Cause I never believed there was a heaven till I found you.”

33. “Would you fuck me if I was skinny?” “I’d fuck you right now.”

35. “If you wanted a kiss you should’ve just said so.”

For as long as Ron could remember, he had always found his potions partner to be beautiful. Who could blame him? (Y/n) was a beautiful girl. Round cheeks, soft all around, beautiful (h/c) hair, and the prettiest set of (e/c) eyes he had ever seen. But that wasn’t originally what drew him in, it was everything else. (Y/n) had an aura that surrounded her that was so bright, so full of life. Everyone who befriended her was always in a positive mood, smiles seen left and right from the jokes she’d tell. Even right now, with her hair pulled back from her face and the cute little goggles she insisted on wearing, he couldn’t help but admire her.

“Right. I think that should be it.” She said, pushing the goggles up her face as she turned her head to look at him. His face flushed and if she had noticed, she didn’t say much. “That is unless you fucked something up. Merlin knows how bad you are with Potions Weasley.” she giggled, his heart pulling and racing in his chest. 

“Oi! ‘M not that bad. Plus you didn’t let me touch anything, should be fine unless you managed to make a mistake.” He leaned towards her a bit with a devious smirk. “But it’s impossible for you to do that isn’t it? I forgot you were just a perfect princess.” He pulled away, eyes trained on the potion in the cauldron in front of them. Amortentia, was it? He found it a bit strange because he couldn’t smell anything but the girl’s perfume no matter how far he leaned in. In his own state of confusion, he completely missed the girl’s own shocked look on her face.

“What do you smell?” she questioned, gathering her things due to the period drawing to a close. His eyes widened at his realization before calming down. Now was a better time than ever. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath before sighing.

“You.” his eyes shot open at the sound of a snort. (Y/n) had made her way towards the exit of the potions room, (e/c) eyes rolling at him as she shot him a smile. She went to leave the room before giving him an up and down.

“If you wanted a kiss you should’ve just said so.” she teased, shooting him a wink before exiting the room. He groaned, rubbing his hands up and down his face as he adjusted the awkward bulge in his pants. He stood, gathering his things as he huffed to himself.

“I’m in deep aren’t I?” he said out loud, ignoring the look his slimy potion’s teacher gave him. Without another word, he left continuing on his path to his next dreadful class of the day.

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“She probably thought you were joking.” Harry said, causing Ron to give him a glare. Even though there was a big possibility that Harry was right, he didn’t want to believe him. He thought his attempt was a good one! He was direct about what he meant, right?

“He’s got a point. You guys usually joke around and mess with each other a lot. She probably thought you were cracking a joke. Have you tried just telling her how you feel?” Luna asked as if the answer was obvious. Ron felt his brow twitch as he sighed, sinking down in his seat more as he threw his head back.

“What can be more obvious than saying you smell someone in your Amortentia? Do you guys even think?” He questioned.

“Do you? Cause if you did then you’d know that was a poor attempt.” Hermione chimed. Although at first he was sure his attempt was good, that it was obvious, suddenly he was beginning to have second thoughts. Was he clear enough? Sure, you could say one thing but he’d be the first to admit his actions didn’t match. He huffed, looking at his friends, desperation hidden in his eyes.

“Well, what should I say then?” 

“Say something truthful! Let your heart speak for what your actions couldn’t.” Ginny chimed, causing them all to give her a strange look. She crossed her arms, looking away with red cheeks. “What? I think I’d know what chicks like, I do shag em afterall.”

“So tell us, what does your heart say Ron?” Luna asked, he sighed as he racked his brain. He liked her a lot. How could he not? (Y/n) was beautiful, a gift from the heavens above. The softness of her skin, the roundness of her tummy, and those beautiful luscious thighs. He was surprised no one else had made a move on her yet. She was kind too, always willing to help her fellow (y/h/h) in need.

A lovesick dopey look took over his face. “I...I’d say…” he let out a dreamy noise as hearts took over his eyes, “I never believed there was a heaven till I found you. Never believed angels walked among us at Hogwarts, that I think she’s amazing and I-”

“Okay ew that’s enough. I’m gonna be sick. Save it for her.” his sister said, grimacing as she stood up. “And with that note, I’m gone. Why not tell  her at the Gryfindor party tonight? I’m sure she’ll be there!” Ron gulped nervously. That soon? Surely a few hours wasn’t enough time to prepare! Maybe he’d try in a few months…

However as he looked across the hall, seeing some twit practically eye fucking her, it was settled. Tonight he would tell her and if not, he’d at least make some progress.

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Ron let out a shaky deep breath, wiping his sweaty hands along the front of his jeans. Whether it was the sweltering heat of all the warm bodies, the shots he had taken, or the thought of what he had set out to do tonight he didn’t know, but either way he was burning like a phoenix. His eyes trailed the room nervously, looking for (Y/n). How was he sure she’d be here anyways? She wasn’t a frequent attender to parties, only showing up to them sporadically. However at the sound of a familiar laugh-snort combo, he had all he needed. 

In his buzzed(and slightly drunken) haze, he followed the sound blindly, face heating up at the girl's appearance. She wore a blush colored bodycon dress that clung to the folds and curves of her body nicely.. Her hair was styled differently than usual, but suited her perfectly nonetheless. Most things did. And when she saw him? Her face broke out in a bright smile as she hiccuped, handing her half empty cup to one of her friends. She stumbled her way over to him. He steadied her by placing his hand on her waist, looking down at her.

“Ronnn! Omg Ronnie, what’re you doing here?” she hiccuped again, giggling as she stared up at him. He smiled back at her softly, stroking along the softness of her waist.

“ I could ask you the same thing, love, you’re not much of a drinker usually.” he placed a hand on her cheek, thankful for the liquid courage flowing through his system. “You alright? Come on, let’s sit you down. You don’t seem to be too steady.” he said, guidning her towards the couch. When they got there, he expected her to sit next to him but was in shock as she parked herself in his lap. She wrapped an arm around his neck, smiling down at him drunkenly. He handed her a glass of water, the same one he had been handed earlier when he was getting a bit out of hand. She thanked him, sipping on it at a slow pace. 

After a few minutes, the hiccuping and giggles had died down from her, leaving her to form goosebumps at their current position. She was fully seated on the boy’s lap and he had his arms wrapped around her, rubbing his fingers along her soft pudgy sides. She bit her lip as she looked off to the side, before bringing her eyes back to his.

“Uh, Ron,” she started, looking down as she picked at the skin around her nail beds. Letting out a deep sigh, she continued, “Can I ask you something?” her heart began to race rapidly as she looked at him, watching as he nodded before offering her a soft smile.

“Course. What’s up?” How should she phrase it? Should she be simple? Should she-

“Would you fuck me if I was skinny?” she blurted out, eyes widening. Although she had wanted to ask him something about if he was attracted to her, she hadn’t intended on being so...bold. She was known for speaking her mind but not in situations like this! In a state of panic, she went to stand up but was pulled down by a strong pair of arms, pulling her close to an even stronger, toned chest. He chuckled in her ears, hair tickling the edge of her neck.

“Shit princess, I mean...I’d fuck you right now.” his grip on her sides tightened, trailing one hand on her thigh. Out of all the things she could’ve said, this was the last one Ron expected. (Y/n), his snarky potions partner, in his lap in that god forsaken dress asking if he’d fuck her. He felt his own heart begin to race. Did she mean to say it? Well, did she mean to say it to him? Or did she just want his opinion for someone else?

“O-oh.” she stuttered out. (Y/n) pulled back some, turning her head to look at him, finding that his eyes instantly were drawn to hers. 

“Do you mean that?” they both asked. Ron’s cheeks turned red as (Y/n) felt her own face grow warm. Both of them let out breaths they didn’t even know they were holding, laughing with one another.

“I meant it but, did you?” she asked, breath hitching of the closeness of their faces to one another. She could smell the fire whiskey mixed with hints of cannabis and weed mixing with it making her absolutely intoxicated. He nodded, pressing his forehead against hers.

“‘Course I did, love. You don’t have to be skinny for me to do anything with you, let alone fuck you. Because trust me,” he trailed a hand along her upper thigh, sliding it between the soft expanse of them. “It’d be my pleasure to fuck a woman with a body like yours. A woman so soft, so tender, bet that cunt of yours is tight and dripping. Isn’t it?” the girl squeaked, clenching her thighs around his hand. He leaned down, pecking her lips softly before pulling away, (Y/n) whimpering  in a desperate attempt to let him know she wanted more..

“And if I were to grant you that pleasure right now?” she purred, placing a soft hand on his cheek which he gladly leaned into, a dark chuckle leaving his lips.

“I’d be the luckiest man alive.”

[harrysgloves]

Three to tango

story summary: You, Harry, and Florence have a good time in your makeup trailer.

warnings: Language // THIS IS P*RN WITH LIKE ZERO PLOT // Threesome // w|w // spitting // oral (female receiving) // i have no idea what a production company is so don't come for me.

a/n: Brushing off the metaphorical cobwebs and finally getting back into writing! Woo-hoo! Ending could have been better but... meh. Also, I'm posting from mobile. If it looks weird, blame Tumblr ✌😍

REQUESTED: by @iwannaholdyoutight- and @hazgoldenstyles

And also by all these people... sorry it took so long.. 😁

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"Stop movin'." You grumbled for the millionth time that morning. Your focus on covering up all these damn tattoos that you loved had become one of the worst things you had to do almost every morning.

"It tickles." He whined as the makeup brush ran over the inside of his arm. He instantly flinched away from the brush the moment it glided against a particularly sensitive spot.

"Harry!" You groaned, your eyes closed in frustration when he shot you the most adorable puppy eyes.

"'M sorry, kitten." He cooed, his lower lip pouted out when you sighed loudly, grabby hands tried to enclose around your waist before you smacked them away.

"H, I gotta get this done or you're gonna miss set time." 

"Wanna kiss." Those big green eyes flashed up to you from his spot in your makeup chair and you knew there was no way you could say no.

"One kiss." You clarified, knowing damn well he'd use kissing you as a distraction from being tickled again. 

He nodded eagerly before leaning slightly up to your level. Your eyes narrowed, still not sure you could trust that he wasn't going to divert your attention but his lips. 

God, his fucking lips.

They looked so memorizing. The light sheen of chapstick he'd applied earlier was still lingering across the plush pink cushions. His tongue wetting them, taunting you to come closer, and it worked.

You were so naive to think he wouldn't do this.

You squeaked as his hands gripped the fleshy curve of your hips. His lips twitched up into a smile against your own when he pulled you forward onto his lap as quickly as he could. 

You knew you should have tried to protest a bit more. You should have attempted to keep him on track but when his thigh pressed against your clothed core, you knew you were done for. His tongue licked into your mouth as his hand got a firm grip on the round flesh of your ass.

"I see what you two do in here." That sweet voice floated through the thickening air in your makeup trailer as she opened the door. Your eyes lazily blinked open to see your smug boyfriend smile wide across his face. 

Whatever snarky come back that was sitting on the tip of your tongue was quickly choked down to the back of your throat when you looked up to see her wearing that. 

Who knew a robe could turn you on so much?

"Damn." Harry finally commented after your not so subtle shifting of your hips against his thigh. Now he completely understood why you'd suddenly gone silent. 

"Shut up." She mumbled under her breath. Her cheeks flamed red from your shameless stares. 

"You look great, baby." You smiled brightly, your hand extended out for her to take. "Mhm." Harry's quick agreement had both you and Flor rolling your eyes, but a small smile formed at the corner of her lips.

"Wait til you see what he's got to wear." She smiled brightly, her silky soft hand wrapped tightly in yours as she walked towards the both of you. 

"Better hurry up then," you practically jumped off Harry's lap, his lust filled eyes quickly turned fearfully as your eager hands reached for your set of brushes. "Hold him down for me."

"Gonna pay for this later, sweetheart." Harry grumbled as Florence's hand held down his arm. 

"Sort of counting on that, Harold. Now, be a good boy and hold still."

>>>

The rest of your day had been absolute torture. Your core ached, your underwear were beyond ruined, and you couldn't wait another minute for the both of them to finally be off set. 

Instead, the both of them casually took their time, leisurely hanging around to talk to other cast and crew while you were basically jumping out of your skin to get them back into the privacy of your trailer. 

After 30 minutes of them both shooting you sweet smiles and well disguised sultry eyes, you'd had enough. Your feet carried you as quickly across the lot to your haven, your fist clenched in your hand almost as tightly as your core.

You were dripping and the both of them knew you were having a hard time keeping your hands to yourself.

It started out innocent enough, Harry's tattoos needed to be touched-up about a million times with the edge of his suit rubbing away the makeup there. You had been practically drooling over the both of them all day but when he saw your legs tighten together, he could help but lay it on thick. His hand rested on the small of your back as he circled around you, nose pressed almost completely against your ear as he whispered a raspy thank you. 

Florence was just as bad and she wasn't ever the instigator out of the three of you. She couldn't help it when she heard a soft whimper leave your lips when she brushed a few hairs off your forehead when you were redoing her makeup after lunch. 

She smiled sweetly, too sweetly, before those plush lips pressed tightly against your own. Her hand laced around your jaw to pull you tighter into her kiss. 

She pulled away from you before you were even close to being done. "Only fair that I get to makeout with you in this chair if Harry gets to do it all the time." 

You felt like you could combust from how turned on you were and you were done waiting for them to do something about it.

You practically slammed the door to your trailer behind you, making sure to lock it before laying yourself out across your couch that sat in the corner of your room.

If they weren't going to do something about it, you would. Your hands fumbled around with the pesky pants that covered your legs, until you were finally free enough to touch where you needed.

The sigh of relief, shuddering feeling that ran through your body from the contact you were craving only lasted a moment before you heard a metal key fumbling around with the locks on your door. 

"Couldn't wait for us?" Harry chuckled, his keys to your trailer thrown on your table top.

"You two were taking forever!" You glared at him through your open legs. 

"Told you she couldn't wait any longer." Florence giggled as she pushed her way past Harry. Her hands on her hips but a smile danced on the corner of her lips.

"Are you two going to help me here or?" You were cocky, impatient, and your fingers weren't anywhere near as good as theirs was.

"Might just watch." Harry shrugged with a smug smile as he plopped down on the end of the couch. The furniture was barely big enough for the three of you to sit normally. His hands moved your legs to lay over top of his own. Your eyes could have shot daggers through him as he loosened his tie, his legs spread wide enough that your hand bumped his thigh with every slow circle around your clit.

"Baby." You whined, your pleading eyes flashing towards Flor. Who was already wearing nothing but a smile, her robe abandoned on the floor, and if you weren't so insanely turned on you would have turned to stick your tongue out to Harry. Gloating that at least one of them was nice enough to help you.

Having sex with them always seemed to be frenzied, blurs of quick paced moments that seemed to fly by.

Her thighs rested on either side of you as Harry peeled away the drenched lacy fabric between your legs. 

Her tongue dominating your own as she pulled down your top enough to free your breast. Her hands pinching and kneading across them as your back arched further off the couch.

You could hear Harry mumbling out a slur of curses, followed by the sound of his zipper. Your legs were bumped up and down in time with his strokes along his swollen cock.

"Soaking my leg, kitten." He groaned at the sight of your cunt soaking the thin material of his brown suit.

"Thought you were just gonna watch." Florence chuckled, her perfectly pouty lips swollen from how hard she'd been kissing you. The edges of them barely touching your own as she talked to Harry.

"Was gonna but she's so fuckin' wet, Flor." His voice was deeper than usual, gravelly, slow, "Bet I could jus'...." 

Your jaw fell open, your back arched off the couch when his fingers filled you. A wild moan ripped from your lungs when he curled them just right.

You could already feel the cord tightening in your lower stomach. You had been so wound up all day long from looking at them you were practically ready to snap within seconds. 

"Awe, poor thing's already about to cum." Florence cooed, her hand around the back of your neck, teasing your jaw with the edge of her nose. 

You always loved hated how well they could read you. How their teasing words made your face burn and your pussy flood with need. 

When she was harshly shifted down further into your chest, her own sweet sounding moan falling from her lips, you couldn't help your own snide remark, "who's the one going to cum too quickly now?"

She probably would have snapped right back at you but she couldn't utter out anything more than whimpers. You knew the feeling, Harry's tongue had a way of doing that, making you both shut up and he had proudly used it on more than one occasion to get you two to stop bickering about dumb stuff. 

Your hand laced through her blonde locks, her lips attached to your neck whenever she could control her mouth long enough to kiss your sweet spots. Your nipples peaked at the contact of her breast against your own, Harry's hand still pumped lazily against your sweet spot, his thumb running tight circles around your clit, and while it wasn't enough, you weren't complaining. You weren't ever sure how he managed to focus on eating one of you out while fingering the other when you knew damn well he was about to combust himself.

You knew she was close when her breathing became erratic, her chest heaving against yours. Her whole body shaking as her orgasm washed across her, her panting barely broke when you felt his warm tongue slipping through your folds.

You moaned at the feeling, your hips instantly shifted downwards, craving every bit of contact you could get from him. 

You could feel your walls fluttering around his fingers with every thick swipe of his tongue across your clit. Your eyes barely staying open when soft kisses were pressed lazily against your neck. 

Such a contrast to the harsh grasp of Harry's free hand digging into your one thigh. His gruts and groans were only muffled by the deafening sound of your soaking core.

Florence perked up her head from your chest, carefully turning herself completely around. Her legs on either side of your head as she draped herself across you to watch Harry at work.

Her sweet honey only inches from your face and fuck did you want a taste. You wet your lips, hands pushing her thighs down but she wouldn't budge.

Your huff of protest was quickly choked down when Harry's tongue ran tight circles around your clit.

"Gonna share?" That sweet voice asking that innocent question about broke you. Your walls clenched tightly trying to not get Harry to stop his fingers from slipping out of you, almost crying when they did anyway.

"Course, baby." 

You squeaked, your legs pushed backwards by your thighs, your body almost folded in half.

"Fuck, you got her soaking the couch." 

You were suddenly very appreciative about the fact neither one of them could see the embarrassment burning through your face. Your forehead pressed to Florence's leg as you whined, not wanting them to point how just how turned on you were.

You heard two simultaneous shushing sounds before your lower lips were pulled apart, the cool air licked across your slick, only making you whine louder.

When you heard and felt Harry's spilt against your core you thought you were done for. Lip tucked so tightly between your teeth you could taste the faintest hint of metallic against your tongue.

Then the softest kitten lick had you losing your mind, her tongue collecting all of his saliva on your clit before swirling around your entrance.

"Fuck," you cried, your nails digging crest moons into the flesh of Florence's thighs. "please, just fuck me already!"

"Don't think she can take anymore teasing Flor." Harry chuckled, yeah, chuckled, from between your thighs. 

"But I was having fun." She pouted, her tongue stopping its mesmerizing movements.

"Can 'ave fun with her after." Harry said as he started to shed the layers of his suit. 

"I'm literally right here!" You complained, your huff of annoyance jammed down your throat when Harry pulled up by your legs. Your face now exposed to his smirking, mischief filled eyes. 

"We know, baby," he cooed, almost too sweetly, something about the look behind his eyes made your pussy flutter but your mind anxious about how sore you'd be tomorrow. "Ass up for me."

You eagerly nodded your head, trying to roll over in your place before the tsking clicks of his tongue stopped your movements. 

"Like this." He said, pulling you off the couch. Your knees on the hard linoleum floor, your elbows resting on the seat of cushion in front of you. Giving Flor just enough space to sit pretty right in front of you.

Your arms instinctively circling around her thighs, pulling her core down to mouth. Her moans filled the small space around you. Vibrating off the walls with an echo. 

"Should 'ave done this in 'ere before." Harry mumbled more to himself than to either one of you as his tip teased your entrance. Your hips swayed instantly at the contact, slowly backing up the little bit you could to feel him slip inside of you.

He hissed, his fingers gripped the round flesh of your ass tightly before he surged forward, stuffing you to the brim with his cock.

"I ruin this pussy 'most everyday and you're still so fuckin' tight." He gritted out through his teeth, your walls clenched down around him at his words.

"Guess you're not fucking her good enough then." 

Your eyes widened in disbelief belief, disconnecting from her core so your mouth could gape in shock.

Did she hate you being able to walk?

"That so?" 

"'S what I said."

"Kitten," You squeaked when you were lifted by your shoulder, your back against Harry's chest. His hands snaked under your shirt just long enough to rip it off. "you can thank Flor tomorrow for why you won't be able to sit." 

"She'll probably be thanking me." The blonde rolled her eyes playfully teasing but enjoying the fact she was getting under his skin.

"Need me to stop, just tap my leg," his deep voice husked into your ear. Your hand tapping his leg, showing him you understood,  before you were hurled back in front of Florence's core by the back of your head. "good girl, now lick." 

You had Harry go hard on you before but when he sheathed himself fully inside of you in one go, you knew you were really going to be in for it. 

Your tongue tried to desperately get Flor off as fast as you could, your fingers slamming into her sweet spot, as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. You had a hard time knowing where to focus. Her addictive taste or his marksman worthy precision thrusts into your g-spot.

Your body felt like warm liquid was being pumped through your veins. Both of them gripping onto you at different ends, his hips grinding against your ass as he sat balls deep in your pussy. Her hips dragging against your mouth, fucking herself against your face. 

The sound of their collective moans slicked through the sticky, sex filled, air around you. Your mind lost in that space of non-thinking as your body moved back and forth between the two of them.

"Gonna cum all over my cock, sweetheart?" Your walls tightened around him as her fingers dug deeper into the back of your head. Her own cord snapping only moments before your own.

The white burning light washing through your body followed by the familiar gush of fullness in your lower tummy. 

"Holy shit," Florence breathed out, her arm dropped across her forehead. 

"Why haven't we done that here before?" Harry asked through short breaths.

"'S company property." You mumbled against the couch, your head buried into the soft material as your legs gave out to lay on the heaven-like cold floor below you. "We literally just said fuck you to New Line Cinema." 

You heard chuckling from either side of you, both of them still slightly out of breath.

"Hope we don't work with them again then." 

[sailorhyunjinz]

Can I request a fluffy HC? SKZ comforting you while you’re rlly drunk when you get home and taking care of you. (Like you stumble and have to throw up and stuff)

i just realised that i kept on calling my headcanons for reactions?? I MEAN i dont even know at this point lmao imma call it... headcanons/reactions

ALSO new territory for me,,, im usually not much for fluff unless its really captivating or like drabbles (ahhh bf!skz is my weakness) AND SO YEAH UNDERSTAND IF ITS A BIT... lackluster. 

jesus christ ive been listening to touch you for like an hour now ASHAHS save me,,, its too good

HEADCANON sKKRrrT

Warnings; skz x gn!reader; fluff (wow amazing?? cherry writes fluff?) established relationship, drinking, use of alcohol, vomiting, minor injuries, mentions of bruises. 

Bangchan

worry mode; on

lets say you were out drinking

dont even think that you could make it one step outside the pub/club

babyboy would already be waiting in his car outside

the entire car ride home he would tell you to stop drinking so much

“y/n,,, why do you always do this,,, you know how bad it is for your health and im scared that you’ll hurt yourself on the way home”

meanwhile you dont understand anything, rolling in the backseat of the car.

when the two of you arrive home he immediately places you in a warm bath, rubbing your back as you almost fall asleep with your back against his chest. 

worries a lot even though you’re fine

makes you breakfast in bed the day after :(((

Minho

complaining about everything ASHASH

he’s like mumbling underneath his breath, wondering why you’re so stupid and do this every time you go out drinking

much much MUCH rather prefers drinking with you alone 

not only because he can control how much you’re drinking

but also because he likes seeing you tipsy?!?”!?

my brain is working rn u guys

its because he likes seeing this kinda,,, hidden flirty side of you that comes out when someone is tipsy 

yk... the whole.. coming too close or laughing lazily at his jokes YK YK?

god im having such a difficult time to keep this fluffy AHSAHSH I THINK EVERYONE KNOWS WHAT I WANT TO SAY

he gets really soft with you because he knows that you probably wont remember anything SO HE CAN SHOW HIS SOFT SIDE

without you teasing him for it lol

he’d stroke your cheek with the back of his hand while your leaning against him on the couch, falling asleep in his arms. 

he wraps a blanket around you and mumbles softly

“i love you y/n”

Changbin

he’d be just as drunk as you HASHHASHAH

the two of you would have to call chan because none of you can walk properly 

ok but if it was only you being the drunk one then he’d know what to do

him speaking from experience that is 👀 👀 👀 

removes your clothes (NOT LIKE THAT YOU FILTHY FUCK) and tucks you snuggly in bed, giving you a kiss on the forehead

might even remove your makeup if you’re wearing any

he notices a bunch of bruises on your legs, shaking his head at your clumsiness

makes a promise with himself to go with you next time

even though you would want to be with only your friends ahsahsh he doesnt give a shit about that

everything to keep you safe

doesnt want to see his precious baby hurt :((

Hyunjin

sweetheart that holds your hair/clothes back when puking :((

he pats your back gently as his face has a disgusted facial expression, loving you too much to leave you alone in the bathroom but feeling squeamish

“siri, how do you care for a drunk person?”

reads somewhere that you need to replenish water levels after puking and so he just starts bringing a whole pack of waterbottles in the bedroom

“if you need water during the night, it’s over here” 

he’d try to leave the room, thinking that you’d maybe want some space when having the nausea from hell but you quietly whine which caught him off guard

“d-do you want me to stay?”

you nod and he smiles shyly, laying next to you and just looking at you sleeping??

he thinks you’re adorable :((

even if you’re a lot to handle when drunk

Jisung

ngl this mf laughing his ass off when you’re just blabbering random incoherent sentences

“who was your boyfriend now again?” “m-my squirrlll...” you reply, rubbing your face on his shoulder. “your squirrel? am i a squirrel?” you nod which makes his heart beat faster. 

if you were to drink together bet your ass that he would be wrecked 

probably even more drunk than you so... good luck

everytime you wanted to go out drinking with your friends he would try to persuade you to stay with him instead

“look y/n, staying and cuddling with me brings you both a cute boyfriend, take out and movies”

you shrug “doesnt bring my friends” you say putting on your shoes

“HEY! im your friend,,, your boyfriend!” he says back hugging you, dragging you to the couch, just laying down on top of you

“Jisung!! I’m gonna be late, move!”

“nope... we are cuddling tonight, remember what happened last time you went out drinking?”

you were reminded of you lying passed out infront of the apartment which scared the everliving shit out of jisung, thinking you were dead.

“noo....” you lie, smiling mischievously.

Felix

poor boy would let you sleep ahahshs

he’d tip toe around your apartment, trying to be as quieeeet as possible....

only knock down a whole fucking shelf of pans and pots

but a complete sweetheart that makes you food, knowing you’d be too tired to do it with a hangover. 

do you know those jellies that can prevent hangovers??

yeah, you would find those in your bag

he wouldnt let you wear high heels because he’s scared of you falling over in them :(((

also if you go out he has to know at least one of your friends and have their phone number because NUH UH HE ISNT JUST LETTING YOU GO WITHOUT HIM KNOWING EVERYTHING

he cares,,, a lot and doesnt want to see you come home with scraped knees

because that happened,,,once?? or like maybe 10 times??

Seungmin

teasing youuuu

“weak, you barely finished a bottle”

take a bunch of pictures of you leaning against a telephone pole and then tease you for it the day after

NAH BUT WHEN YOUR REALLY DRUNK HE GETS SERIOUS

he carries you on his back, lowkey scared you’d puke on him BUT CARING NONETHELESS

you pass out on the bed, still dressed in your fancy clothes and he simply looks at you, admiring your features

if there’s anything you want, he will get it

“w-water” you groan and soon enough he returns with a glass of water

slowly sitting you up and stroking your hair, getting it out of your face. 

“be more careful next time ok?” 

you nod, not really understanding what he’s saying before pulling him down in bed with you, falling asleep with him in your arms.

Jeongin

he dont know what the fuck he’s doing

panic,,, sheer panic

he himself doesnt drink too much

maybe enough to feel tipsy but not DRUNK DRUNK

so when you stumble in through the door, your shoes in your hand and hair looking like a mess he gets scared HASASHAS

you fall down, scraping your knee in the hallway and he runs towards you and lifts you up, placing you down on the bed

then he’s like “....now what”

in panic calls chan that tells him to make you drink water and place a bucket nearby

he does just as he’s told but kinda scared to leave you alone in a room for too long, pulling down everything in the house to find a bucket

he removes your jacket and wraps you up in a blanket, snuggling real close to you as he slowly strokes your forehead, feeling you sweat a bit

DOESNT LEAVE YOU FOR A SECOND

[geges]

how r u gonna be indigenous if ur asian ??? asia was never colonized stop appropriating terms that dont belong to u

thank you for the ask! ive been avoiding logging into tumblr for a couple days because i didnt want to deal with the incredible number of racist anons ive gotten, but this one question especially merits answering, so im breaking my “im not answering racist anons” and "log off for a bit when people are racist" rules! this one is gonna be kind of long, so it’s under a cut for the convenience of others. thank you again for your query!

ok uhm. anyways so in onmyoji i’m almost at level 59 which im super happy abt! I just hit 200 days iirc so i think thats p good progress, esp being in a v small guild w just friends. i love this guild sm but holy shit growing an acct in a tiny guild is hard. anyways . look at my sps

my pride and joy in this game is that i’ve managed to get TWO sp ubumes like. im shaking still just thinking about it. i love her so much. bt um. out of all my sps, only 1 ubume, shuten, and ootake are fullskilled it’s so bad. sp yama was my first sp and he still doesn’t have a single daruma in him…… child neglect. BUT !! i just got sp kingyo a couple days ago and im sooooooooooooo happy i love her so much shes the only sp i ever planned on sharding <3 she and kani-hime occupy my brain 24/7 theyre my daughters. my sp ren,,, he just kind of sits there honestly. being gay and whatever. miketsu sits there and activates my lesbianism but also does nothing outside of that. rn my skill plan is 12 to yama, 8 to kingyo, 12 to menreiki, and then start on my poor neglected ssrs, same priority w g6ing (ignoring the fact that i splurge g6d sp kingyo in a moment of weakness. a terrible decision but i stand by it). soul set wise,,,,,, i want to cry when i think abt their souls theyre genuinely so ugly it’s unreal. i have maybe two good souls and they just switch between whatever shiki im using at the time. i need to get off shadow souls so bad bro like literally all i use is shadow. im gonna try branching out to moving some shiki onto fortune cat, seductress, and fenikkusu, but I ,,, Dont Want To. OH ALSO LMAO I FORGOT ….. MENREIKI. so her event is going on rn, her sp JUST got released, and i got her on my 20th pull! I got a great haul this time with only 60 amus, im so happy mwah mwah rng gods kissing my forehead gently. anyways i finnaallly got a good dedicated puller, and she has a second life form!!! which fucks SO hard considering my teams main shiranui and sp ootake solely for their second forms. i love them so much theyre so fun. i cant wait to add sp menreiki into the mix in place of kamaitachi and make the most headache inducing realm raid team

but anyways. look at my ssrs.

here r my beloveds (sans ubume!). shiranui, kinnara, and enmusubi my loves <3 i will lay down my life for them. kinna, shira, orochi, and enmu are all fullskill, and once im done g6ing my sps im upgrading enmusubi and haku! those 5 r the only ones i use,, i definitely need to start using some more ssrs like menreiki, ootake, and higan, but im too poor to build them. ive had menreiki foreeeverr now, im planning on running her w dps sputen just to fuck with people, but shes completely unbuilt it’s so sad. that team is gonna be such a mess im planning on running the dps as menreiki, sputen, and shiranui. maybe kaguya and kamaitachi as supp once i shard kaguya. i will def lose most of the pvp i fight w that lineup but it wld also be so fucking funny to just bring a speeder/supp lineup that looks like a massive headache with looping but just put them on tanky slow dps builds. BUT! In the recent sp menreiki event, i got a bunch of new uncollecteds!!! i finally sharded hakuzosu (pls. pls his new skin is genuinely so…. god he deserves better), but i got ungaikyo from the frog collection scroll and miss suzuka gozen from the event scroll!! im soooo excited abt them, despite them being at the bottom of the ladder in building priority alksjflskjf. i desperately need ungaikyo to carry in a couple secret zones, but ill j have to wait a couple months until the shiki first in line are built. i dont rly have a use for suzuka atm, but i love her so much that i was gonna shard her right after kaguya :) because i have no fucking good orbers help me. but! in the event summons, i got a couple ssrs there too. uncollected was just ssr shuten, but i got dupe ibaraki, yoto-hime, and kinnara, all of which sans miss kinnara promptly got sold off to the shrine to feed hakuzosu. I have no use for double kinnara. I am building her regardless. i am in love with her

anyways im Planning on sharding kaguya and senhime. I just finished sharding haku, so i put feeding my sp yama on halt to get the lil fox boy up and running. I also rly need an orber that isnt oitsuki, so im gonna grab kaguya but im not v excited abt it. I definitely want senhime waaay moret but ,,, sadly orbs come first.

but !!!! that isnt the pride and joy of my acct !! the thing that keeps me going, the reason i wake up in the morning, the only true beauty in this world:

my ubume collection !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

like i said earlier, i already have TWO sp ubumes :) so i only need 3 sr ubumes for my dream team <3. so far i have 2 sr ubumes, i just finished building the 2nd and im ready to start on the 3rd!! i have all of her available skins, im just waiting for smth holy to come down and make NE give us her golden crane skin event again so i can get that.,,, the skin makes me act up so much it’s unreal shes so fucking gorgeous like

uuuwiuifossufoisudfoiasfpodiasoiudf ma’aaaam please ma’am PLEASE,,, i am BEGGING……. . but. anyways . here is the pride and joy of my pride and joy, the shining pinnacle of my ubume collection, the best part of the best thing in my life (ignore the crit oh my god please shes in the middle of being built plesae please its so embarrassing)

ubume wisteria guardian sjade skin!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HAVE HER SJADE!!!!!! i feel delirious it’s so unreal i always thought there was NO fucking way i was ever getting her sjade bc it’s. u know. an sjade. it costs real money and im a f2p player, not to mention incredibly broke to the point that i cldnt be p2p if i wanted. I started playing onmyoji the week before her sjade came out and im not joking bro i spent literal HOURS staring at that thing in the shop just. in so much pain that she wld never come home. however, my friend, the magnificent, wonderful, amazing, godly, kind lao ying bought her for me!!! every single day i wake up and stare at wisteria guardian ubume and light a candle in my heart for lao yings spending habits. but also wish for her eternal health and happiness bc shes genuinely too nice for this earth. like. I know i go on “waaah i love my frieenddsss” rants a lot but also WAAAHHHHH I LOVE MY FRIENDS SO MUCH….. ok ok. if i think abt those freaks(honourary) for too long i’ll start crying so um. the point was. actually i dont rmbr anymore. ubume hot <3 anyways thanks for sending the dumbest fucking question imaginable, i enjoyed infodumping abt onmyoji. please use google instead of harassing random poc, menin akmak, chong rakhmat 🙏🙏🙏

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my smart girl (remus lupin x reader)

blurb:  y/n is stressed and discouraged from a test. remus hates to see her cry, and hates even more how hard she is on herself. abundance of remus cuddles cause thats what i mf need. tw: tiny bit of anxiety + low self-esteem? FLUFF

a/n: decided to write a little remus blurb for comfort, cause i sure could use some rn:) this is in hogwarts, outside of the charmed!universe. if your house is not gryffindor, just pretend y/n has access to the gryffindor common room cause remus tells her all the passwords.

y/n gloomily trekked across the gryffindor common room, dragging her feet. finding her favourite squashy couch by the fireplace, she slumped onto it. dragging a throw onto her body, she covered herself and laid down. she squeezed her eyes shut, and let out a choked sob, tears that were brimming for the past hour spilling down her cheeks.

school was just so, extremely hard. 6th year of hogwarts was absolutely no joke and today was just one of those days where y/n knew she was bound to cry from. 4 classes almost back-to-back, with an evaluation in each of them. she had gone through her first one of the day okay, charms. she had a little doubt on one question, but figured it out in the end. second period was tough. a theoretical care of magical creatures quiz. even though it was all multiple choice, the questions were tricky. 

her mind hyper-fixated on a specific single question that she was sure she got wrong. there were terms the professor had only mentioned once, in passing during class, and she couldn’t remember ever seeing them in her textbook readings.

shuddering, head spiraling into the potential failing grades she may be receiving, she squeezed herself under the blanket. her eyes were shut, but she was too distressed to fall asleep.

from the portrait hole, clambered 3 tall boys, one louder than the next. remus walked inside the common room, carrying a bundle of books in his arm. 

“shh!” he hushed at james and sirius who walked in behind him. “y/n is napping,” he said as he spotted his girlfriend hidden underneath covers on a couch.

“sure, remus cares about noise now-“ sirius whispered.

“right, but when he and y/n are going at it in the common room at bloody 3 in the morning-“ james finished, earning himself a glaring look from the werewolf.

sirius and james settled themselves at a table, discarding their books to the side. james pulled out a diagram of a quidditch play as sirius opened the marauder’s map.

remus approached y/n, and kneeled down to plant a kiss on her forehead, which was the only part of her that was exposed from underneath the blanket. y/n groaned softly, squirming slightly. remus smiled gently at her, his lips curling upward, but quickly frowned when he noticed the couch had small wet stains underneath her face, from her tears.

“y/n love, is everything okay?” he inquired.

y/n opened her eyes to meet remus’ staring back at her in concern. more tears fell from her eyes as she pouted, shaking her head ‘no’.

“oh, puppy-“ remus cooed, dropping his books to the side. “oh baby, c’mere.” he got up from his squat and lifted the blanket to slide underneath it too.

y/n sat up and once remus sat down with his arms open to her, she sank into him comfortably. remus lifted her legs onto his lap and pulled her into his chest.

“is it your quizzes, hmm? know you got 4 of them today.” he hummed, burying his face into her hair. he felt her head nod and continued. “you finished two right, tell me what went wrong darling for you to be crying like this.”

y/n sighed, staring off into the fireplace.

“well i had charms first. that was okay, there was one question i had to double check with my notes after.”

“the one about which wand wood is best for non-verbal magic?” remus asked, remembering his own studying.

“yeah, i put willow at first but then switched my answer to alder last minute.”

“i think that’s right, good job button.” remus beamed, planting another kiss to y/n’s forehead.

y/n shook her head, grimacing.

“yeah but, then i had care of magical creatures and it went so bad. god, like i had absolutely no clue for this one question, like i didn’t know what to write at all, how fucking stupid-“

“hey, hey no, don’t start saying things like that.” remus said, lightly shaking the arm he had tightly wrapped around her. “it’s just one question love, how were the rest of them?”

“i don’t even know… i’m not sure about most of my answers. i think i got at least a small few right.”

“well, there we go! even though let’s say you only got 3 right, that’s still 3 right answers you came up with right?”

y/n turned to look at her boyfriend’s warm gaze.

“it’s not enough, i should’ve gotten them all.”

“hey, you’re going to stop that eh? or else, moony will get mad.”

y/n giggled a bit, nosing at remus’ soft skin on his neck.

“there she is.” his lips shaped into a smile. “my girl is so smart, and she’s going to do such big things, she can’t let the small things get to her, hmm?” he said, kissing her on the cheek, then on her temple, her forehead, then back on her cheek, the sheer volume of kisses she was receiving causing y/n to giggle again.

“who’s my girl, you’re my smart girl right?” remus pulled her even closer to him, their noses centimeters from each other’s.

y/n nodded, grinning into her boyfriend’s brown eyes.

“say it.” remus said, rubbing her thigh with his wide palm.

“i’m your girl.” y/n feebly gushed, burying her face into his neck.

“and you’re my smart and capable girl.” remus nodded.

“but, i can’t- i can’t even have proper lunch today because i haven’t even had time to review for history of magic after.”

“okay.. that’s three, what’s after history?”

“transfiguration.”

“are you ready for that?”

“yeah.”

“then you can bring your history of magic book to the lunch table or i can go get you a plate if you want to study here.” remus murmured softly.

“mhmm, okay. thank you, baby.” y/n exhaled, nodding against the soft material of remus’ sweater.

“it’s nothing, yeah?” remus peered down at her, relieved she was no longer in panic.

“i like your sweater.” y/n hummed, caressing her hand over remus’ chest and abdomen. under his wizards robes, remus liked to wear an array of soft, bookish sweaters, vests or cardigans.

remus leaned his head back on y/n’s, which was resting on his shoulder.

“thank you sweetheart.”