#their whole look aghhhhh

[oifaaa]

Can't believe people have cognitive thoughts after seeing across the spiderverse all my brains been able to do for the last hour is buzz with various intervals of oh my fucking god that movie!!!

[d3vilcvntz]

Small hornknee thought butttt :3

Imagine fucking trans!leon so good so hard as you feel him clench around ur length mmm his pretty moans spilling out of his pink lips and straight to his tcock and your just their praising him and taking care of him like he deserves nngghnmnnnnn need him need him so much I need to eat him out and yank fistfuls of his hair naggaggggh 😨 AGHHHHH

afab leon kennedy × top male reader

you're so real for this anon, i need him so bad it's not funny anymore

eating him out like he's your last dinner ever,,, pushing his legs apart to get a good look at his pretty pussy,, you know that he loves it when you slowly lick his hole while teasing his t-cock,,

fingering him slowly,, his hole sucking in your fingers so well,,"please..." he begged you with his puppy eyes,, he can't wait any longer, he wants you in so badly ♡

oh he's so cute that you can't help to tease him,, rubbing your cock on his pussy,, putting only the head in and out of his hole, making him more and more desperate

he tries to push himself to you,, trying to put your cock in him until you finally pushed your whole cock in him, making his whole body shuddered and he creamed all over your cock

"aww, you just came from me putting it in" you teased him, slowly rocking you hips. he used his hands to cover his face, face flushed from embarrassment. not his fault that he came early,, after all you did toyed with him for so long until you finally give him what he wanted

"s-stop..not too fast" he said, trying to push you away now. of course you did not listen and thrust harder and faster than before, chasing your own orgasm now. it's so cute how his voice is always low when he's talking but now, all that came out of his mouth is his high pitched moans. people will think that you were fucking a girl if they didn't know that you and Leon were a thing.

ah you're so close to your orgasm now and you can definitely tell that he is too. his walls clenching on your cock, his eyes rolling back from all this pleasure, minds probably blank and can only think about how good is your cock inside him.

you reached orgasm first, pushing your cock much deeper and cumming inside him. he came right after you, squirting all over your cock and himself. his body's quivering,, hands reaching out to your face, pulling you close for a kiss

"im still not done with you sweetheart" you told him, picking his legs up and putting it on your shoulders

this is going to be a long night and he knows that you're not stopping until you're satisfied but he don't mind it at all ♡

[storm-cellar]

how do i tell my dad i want to buy sailor moon vhs tapes that cost over 100 dollars because i was complicit in the destruction of my tia's original ones when i was like five and want to buy them back for her

[pidges-lost-robot]

Look this may be stupid but I wish getting all the lions and forming voltron had taken the whole first season. Like imagine the season finale of that season had been the payoff of them all building their bonds and finally being able to be in sync enough to mind meld together and this giant robot and the end is them coming back to the castle and yes there's still so much to do but they FORMED VOLTRON and they're all cheering and hugging and then Lance seems to think of something and stops to point at Keith who just looks back at him super bewildered and goes "I say vol, you say tron.... Vol....?"

And the whole team is fucking wait as Lance is literally gesturing at Keith like that image of Will Smith gesturing at Jada Pinkett Smith and he's literally just shaking with anticipation like his face is screaming "Please for the love of God get it please we have shared a brain space with this team please don't leave me hanging"

And Keith's expression clicks and he goes... "tron?"

And Lance holds in a scream as he once again goes "Vol!"

And Keith "Tron"

"VOL!"

"TRON!" as the team joins him on it and Lance can't contain it and screams "VOLTRON!! YES WE DID IT!! AGHHHHH!" and picks up and spins Keith briefly as they all begin cheering and hugging again

Am I a cringey sentimental person....? Yes I'm caring about voltron in 2023 BUT STILL

[shankschewtoy]

Yknow i kinda feel like I live in ur ask box but I just cannot get enough of how you write 💟💟 I suppose I’m feeling mischievous because, how do you think the monster trio would react to you asking them to open a pickle jar because ‘you can’t open it’ but in reality you glued it shut as a prank 💀

a/n - anime you can live here rent free if you want 💜 oml everytime you request im excited!! your requests are so funny 😭

Warnings ⚠️ - crack, g/n reader

- idk if there’s a jar he can’t open but- you were determined to make this one absolutely impossible to open

- super glue always seemed to work, so you glued the cap onto the jar and ran over to find Luffy lying on the couch, napping away as usual

- you tapped his nose and he sat upright pretty quickly, rubbing his eyes

- “Hey Lu, can you open this for me? I cant open it.”

- He grinned, flexing his arms with a laugh, “Shishishi~ gimme it!”

- he took it and expected for the cap to fly off, but instead, it stayed put while his hand spun around the cap

- …

- the silence was so loud 💀

- “AGHHHHH WHY WONT IT OPEN?!”

- man tried opening it with his feet 💀 Idek if you wanna eat the pickles anymore bro

- he could easily break the jar, but he didn’t want to waste the pickles 😭

- while he was fuming about it in the corner, sobbing about how he’d become so weak because he can’t open the jar, you switched it out, grabbing one you had already opened before

- “Oh i got it, nevermind!”

- he literally shot up, staring at the open jar in your hands

- man was sobbing 😭

- “I’VE GOTTEN SO WEAK Y/N- I don’t even deserve to be your boyfriend anymore-“

- you felt so bad- so you ended up giving him the entire pickle jar to himself which made him forget about this incident

- you promised yourself never to do that again because he cried for a solid 45 minutes about how he wouldn’t be able to protect you anymore and how useless he is 🫠

- you could ask him anything and he’d do it without thinking twice

- a full 7 course meal? Please, that’s easy

- a whole bouquet of hand arranged flowers? Of course!

- opening a pickle jar would be nothing, or at least he thought so

- you decided it’d be funny to see his reaction if he couldn’t open the jar because you had glued it shut beforehand

- after you borrowed some glue from Usopp, you went to ask Sanji to open it

- “Hey Sanji, can you open this for me? I was gonna make egg salad!”

- he took it with a smile. The thought of eating the food you made fueled his motivation and strength to open this jar

- he was actually pretty confused why it wouldn’t open when he tried to screw it off

- he tried several more times before he hurriedly rushed off to the kitchen, ransacking the drawers for a jar opener, pliers, anything

- he did literally everything- banging the jar against the counter, using the pliers, twisting it with the jar opener, and at one point, he held the jar opener so tight that he broke it in half😭

- he even tried stabbing a hole in the top!

- nothing succeeded

- he was at this for about 15 minutes 💀

- when he came out with such a depressed look on his face, you couldn’t help but regret playing this little prank on him

- “Sorry- I couldn’t open it..”

- he was about to cry I swear 😭

- you gave in, how could you let him feel so sad?! It was just a joke after all-

- “It was a joke Sanji don’t worry- I glued it shut beforehand.. Sorry for joking about it-“

- 1, he was kind of sad that you’d play a prank like that on him. And 2, you really weren’t gonna make the egg salad?.. 🥺

- “Can you still make the egg salad though?”

- his eyes were sparkling- omfg how could you say no?!

- you made the egg salad for him with the other jar of pickles, and made sure to give him lots of hugs and kisses afterwards 💜

- you always made everything better. even if you’re the one who made things worse in the first place

- is there anything this man can’t do? he can’t take a shower or find the bathroom.

- anyways- there’s almost nothing that this man cannot do

- you’re a shit stirrer (affectionate) so you decided to superglue a jar shut, expecting him to struggle with opening it

- “Zoro can you open this? I cant open it.”

- he took it with a yawn and tried opening it the first try, and it wouldn’t budge

- man almost opened his other eye from shock, why tf wouldn’t it open??

- he kept trying it before he used his sword to slice he cap off quickly

- you were about to start wheezing, zoro couldn’t open a jar of pickles

- “Shut it y/n I know you’re laughing” that sent you to heaven and back omg you were on the floor, struggling to breathe

- “SHUT UP!”

- his pride was gravely wounded after this- roronoa zoro, defeated by jar of pickles

- he was sulking for a while, ignoring you like a big baby

- “Zoro it was a joke- it was superglued shut.”

- he pinned you against the wall, leaning close to your ear, “I’m gonna show you what happens when you play jokes on me like that.”

- his tone was almost a growl, and he started dragging you back towards the room

- this is when you realized, why weren’t you in the hallways by now?

- “ZORO- THE ROOM IS THE OTHER WAY DUMBASS!”

- “I- WELL- YOU DIDN’T TELL ME THAT.”

- “DON’T GET ALL SEDUCTIVE AND THEN FORGET WHERE THE ROOM IS YOU IDIOT 💀”

a/n - pls zoro is so dumb sometimes

[hardstraykidshours]

Hi! I just discovered you guys.

Can I request Seungmin x fem!Reader

They're a new couple still learning each others preferences, and having sex frequently because they're in the honeymoon period.

Dirty talk, and confident/assertive Seungmin please! Unsafe sex since this is fiction 🤭

aghhhhh!!!!! anon! bestie! i literally loveeee this idea. i definitely got kind of carried away writing it because i was having too much fun getting delulu about the whole "new relationship, honeymoon period, learning with each other" concept. i feel like a lot of our content usually leans more towards established relationships so it was really fun to get to write about one that was still in the beginning stages! i really enjoyed making this for you and i hope you love it!!

❤️ abbie & courtney

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pairing: seungmin x afab!reader

genre: smut, fluff, 18+ (minors dni)

length: 1.9k

warnings: profanity, sexual/suggestive content, dirty talk, tit play, fingering, biting, public sex unprotected sex (please wrap before you tap), creampie, afab reader, nsfw 18+ (minors dni)

“fuck, baby, you’re driving me crazy,” seungmin groans out the words before dipping his head back down to your neck. a moan rises in your throat when you feel his teeth scrape lightly across your sensitive skin but you manage to hold it back, afraid that someone might hear you. you can’t believe you’re doing this. it shouldn’t surprise you though, it’s always been like this with him.

since the two of you started dating a couple of months ago, it’s like you can’t get enough of each other. you’ve never felt like this for anyone before. he’s completely taken over your thoughts, all you can think about is seungmin. being near him, talking to him, touching him, tasting him…. god, you feel like a sex-crazed teenager.

and it’s not just about the sex with him. he also just makes you feel so genuinely happy. you’ve never been with anyone who can make you laugh so easily, someone who can keep up with your back and forth banter, someone who you can spend the whole day with, but it feels as though only a few minutes have passed. it’s just so easy and effortless with him. 

plus, the sex is also insanely good. 

holy shit is it good.

like you've had plenty of sex before, but nothing like this. nothing even close to this. seungmin is just so confident with everything he does, but in a way that doesn’t make you feel inadequate or inferior when you get nervous or shy. he’s assertive and surprising, always trying new, exciting things, but at the same time, listening to you to ensure you’re comfortable and enjoying everything. it’s absolutely mind-blowing and you can’t get enough. 

which is how you ended up here. sitting on the counter of a bathroom at an awards show, seungmin standing between your legs with one hand buried in your hair and the other braced on the counter next to you.

you’ve never done anything like this before, not even close. but you just couldn’t help yourself. from the very beginning of the night you couldn’t focus on anything or anyone but him. and the little triangle of his bare chest you could see from where his top button was undone. and the way he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to reveal his strong forearms. and the little smirk that would play across his plush lips as he made jokes with the other guests after the show. it was like you were possessed. 

he was so goddam distracting in every way and you could barely hold a single conversation because all you could think about was getting his body on yours. luckily, you weren’t the only one having a hard time focusing on the event. seungmin thought he might actually explode if he had to look at you in that dark green dress for one more second. normally he had no issues interacting and engaging with everyone at these kinds of things. but tonight, every time he would get a glimpse of your curves in that dress he would lose his train of thought or stumble over his words.

during one of his stolen glances, he noticed you were already staring at him. the heat in your gaze sent fire through his veins and shivers across his skin, and he knew you were suffering in the same way he was. 

he waited for a natural end to his current conversation, but instead of moving on to mingle with more people as he had been the entire night, he grabbed your hand in his and slipped down a hallway. 

his mouth is on yours before the door to the bathroom is even fully shut. he blindly fumbles with the lock behind him before grabbing the back of your thighs and setting you on the counter. his lips are so soft and supple, pushing and pulling against yours in a perfect rhythm. sparks of arousal shot through you with every swipe of his tongue and graze of his teeth. 

you don’t know how long the two of you spent kissing, but you do know that you are growing more and more desperate for him with every passing second. your already wet panties are now completely soaked and he hadn’t even really touched you yet.

he slips his fingers in your hair, pulling slightly to tip your head back in order to give himself access to your neck. as his mouth starts working the length of your neck you have to fight the urge to moan and whimper.

his lips trail up the side of your neck and he nibbles softly on your earlobe before whispering in your ear. “why so quiet baby? afraid someone will hear? don’t worry, by the time i’m through with you, you’ll be screaming by name.” he emphasizes his words by running the pad of his thumb over your nipple through your dress and you can’t help the little mewl that escapes you.

he smiles against your neck at the reaction before his mouth continues to trail down your body. when it reaches the swell of your breast he reaches up to pull down the neckline of your dress before wrapping his lips around your nipple. you feel his tongue flick across the sensitive bud and your back arches, pleasure shooting straight to your core. you choke down moans as he continues to work his mouth across your breasts, biting down on your lip in an effort to keep quiet. 

you can’t believe you’re doing this. you’re at an event where anyone could walk in. you know seungmin locked the door, but someone could still try to come in at any moment. or they could be walking by and hear you through the door. fuck, what were you thinking. you freeze slightly, muscles tightening more and more with every thought of how this could go wrong.

when he feels your body tense beneath him, he immediately stops and pulls away slightly to look at you. “are you okay baby? what’s wrong? did i do something?”

his instant concern tugs at your heartstrings and you can’t help but feel bad for stopping things.

“it’s nothing,” you say, suddenly feeling very nervous, “it’s just, i’ve never done anything like this before. it just seems crazy, what if someone finds us? what if-”

“hey, it’s okay,” he interrupts you and steps back slightly, his hands sliding down to wrap lightly around your waist. “we don’t have to do this if it makes you too nervous.”

“but i know you want to and-”

“no. we talked about this. just because i want to do something, doesn’t mean we have to do it. if you’re not into it, or it makes you uncomfortable, we won’t do it. this is about us and making sure we both enjoy being together and not just doing whatever i want. okay?”

the look on his face is filled with nothing but fondness and sincerity and you can’t help the way your heart melts a little. you nod in response and he leans forward to plant a kiss to your forehead before stepping away further. 

"okay, now how about we get back out there and then afterwards i’ll take you home and show you all the horrible things i want to do to you.” he throws you a smirk and reaches out his hand, but instead of using it to get off the counter, you pull him back to you. he stumbles slightly and falls into you, caught off guard by your actions.

he opens his mouth, but you cut him off before he can ask his question. “how about you just give me a little preview now?”

his eyes widen slightly for just a moment before lust takes over his gaze. he moves in closer, planting his hands on either side of your hips. “are you sure? like i said, i don’t want to do anything you’re not comfortable with.”

"oh i’m sure," you grab the front of his shirt and pull him closer until your lips are almost brushing his. "i want you," your free hand slides down you palm his hard length through his pants, "and i want you now."

his eyes flutter shut for just a moment and a cocky smirk tugs at the edge of his mouth. 

“deal.”

the word is barely out of his mouth before his lips capture yours again. his hands start roaming your body, reveling in and worshiping every dip and curve of your flesh. the kiss turns fervent, your desperation for each other taking over everything. you fumble with the buttons on his shirt while his hands slide the hem of your dress up until it’s bunched around your waist, leaving you exposed to him.

his hand immediately moves to your pussy, fingers moving your panties out of the way before sliding through your dripping folds. after a few teasing strokes, he plunges his fingers deep inside your cunt. he works you with his fingers, curling them with each stroke so they hit that sweet spot deep inside of you. 

he moves his thumb to start rolling against your clit and his fingers continue thrusting into you. pure pleasure courses through your veins and his lips never leave yours, his mouth swallowing the moans and whimpers that pour out of you. when you feel like your very skin is going to burst into flames at any moment, you finally break the kiss, gasping for air as you try to speak. “you. need you. now. baby, please.”

seungmin groans in response, head dipping to press a chaste kiss to your shoulder before helping you undo his belt and slide his pants down to free his aching dick. 

in one swift motion he buries himself deep in your cunt. passion overtakes his actions and he starts fucking you in earnest, every thrust shooting bolts of overwhelming pleasure through you.

his grip on your hips tightens and he grits his teeth, fighting with himself to hold back. “fuck baby, i’m not going to last long. not if you keep gripping my cock like that……fuck you feel incredible.” you brace your hand on the counter behind you as he continues to thrust into you at a relentless place and you feel a familiar knot start to build in your core. when he moves one of his hands between the two of you to play with your clit, you know it won’t be long before your high finds you. 

as you feel yourself barreling closer and closer towards release you start to panic, realizing there is no way you’ll be able to keep yourself quiet. seungmin notices the stress in your eyes and just as you’re about to tip over the edge, he brings his hand up to cover your mouth. “bite down, baby.” 

at his words your orgasm slams into you and you comply with his command, teeth sinking into his flesh as you choke back cries of pleasure. your vision goes white as intense pleasure overwhelms your system and you keep your teeth clamped down on his hand, his palm muffling the sounds that escape you as release washes over you in waves.

“that’s it baby, that’s my good girl,” he murmurs to you while slowly fucking you through your orgasm. “always coming so well for me, always so, so, fuck!” his hips stutter as an aftershock ripples through your body, squeezing his cock exquisitely. a mixture of your name and whispered curses pour from his lips as he spills inside of you, his cock pulsing as you pull every ounce of pleasure from his body.

his head drops to your shoulder and his chest heaves as he tries to catch his breath. “holy shit,” he murmurs after a few minutes while pulling back slightly to look at you. 

“yah,” you breathe back, still in awe of what just happened. “holy shit.”

tag list: @sensitiveandhungry

[zombieunicorngamerzu]

(GIP Van Palmer x fem reader)

[Warnings - blowjobs, first time with reader, penetration, creampie]

“Aghhhhh, fuckkkk… baby- shit- slow down-“ Van groaned out, her fist in your hair as you stayed down on your knees, bobbing your head to take more of her cock down your throat. Van just stared down at you with such adoration and pleasure as her hips bucked, the grip on your hair tightening, “Y/N, Jesus… gonna cum baby, gonna cum! Fuck!”

Cum shot down your throat after a few rough sloppy thrusts of Vans hips, she practically cradled your head to keep you in place while stuffing her cock down your throat, she always wanted you to swallow it. Vans whole body shivering with a soft moan as she finally pulled out, making you catch your breath as she smiled down at you, helping you up and onto her bed in her trailer bedroom.

“Y/N, your fucking amazing, baby.” Van husked out with a smile as she leans close to nuzzle the side of your neck with her nose before kissing where she knows your sensitive, scooting closer and gently sneaking her hand down between your thighs, under your skirt, “Y/N, your so wet…” Van breathed out as her fingers met your soaked folds, a shaky moan leaving your lips as she slowly sank her fingers inside you with a husky moan, “God baby, please, please let me fuck you tonight- I swear on my life I’ll be gentle and we’ll take our time.” She begged.

You only shivered, panting and letting out gasps of pleasure as Van curled her fingers inside you, you only got wetter at the thought of finally letting your girlfriend fuck you, you knew how bad she wanted you and Van was so patient, she never once pushed the matter when you said no, she asked, a lot, but never got mad when you said no. Your eyes flickering down to her hard cock, debating if you should.

Van was a good 7 inches but she was girthy, like you could barely wrap your fingers around her cock and it was hard to fit her in your mouth, “Hey, I promise I’ll make sure your comfortable, okay?” You just looked at her with unease before she curled her fingers up just right, pressing her palm against your clit and rubbing, making you fall over the edge with a loud moan, eyes rolling back as she pulled you close to help you lay down and get situated in your bed, sitting on her knees between your thighs.

“You okay?” Van spoke out with a smirk, chuckling as she rubbed her hands up and down your thighs while you recovered, looking up at her before flipping her off with a smile, “Oh pretty girl, if my fingers made you cum that hard…” she sang out as she leant back over you to peck your lips, wiggling her brows playfully with a smirk, “Imagine how my cock will feel…”

“Your such a fuckboy, Van.” You laughed, smacking her with a pillow, which made her grab it and throw it, smiling widely as she fixed her hair, “All for you, baby.” You rolled your eyes as Van leant back over you to her dresser, fumbling with the drawer before pulling out a bottle of lube, smiling shyly, “I bought it just in case.” You looked at her in disbelief and a little relief, if you were going to have your first time, you wanted to make sure you were pleasured.

“You had lube in your nightstand for the night you convince me to fuck?” Van just shrugged timidly, lathering her cock in lube generously until it was dripping, “Well- yeah, I wanted to be prepared, and I didn’t wanna like hurt you on accident.” She mumbled with a blush as she scooted forward more to put her tip at your entrance, you were already really wet, Van just wanted to make sure that this was the best experience of your life, leaning down to hover over you with one last gentle look,

“Are you sure, baby? We can stop too.” You cut her off with a shake of your head and a gentle kiss to her lips, “No, I want to, we’ve waited long enough, right?” Van nodded with a soft smile, pressing her forehead against yours before gently starting to push in, making you both gasp from the feeling. She felt so big, you felt a burning sensation and your breathing kick up,

Van frowned a little at your visible wince and whine of discomfort, kissing your neck and shoulders, “Shh, Shh, baby, it’s okay, I’ve got you.” She husked out softly before pulling her hips back to give one real thrust. The thrust made you cry out, your hand smacking onto Vans toned bicep to dig your nails in, making her hiss with a soft moan as she started a pace.

The pace wasn’t too bad, she started slow and was doing her best to be gentle with you. You were panting and moaning as you squirmed beneath her, she had you locked beneath her, her forehead pressed against yours along with her chest against your breasts, every thrust making a loud smack, feeling every inch of her cock stretching you out, “God Van…” Van smiled at your words, you weren’t much of a talker during sex, so if she was getting praised, she must be doing well, speeding up her thrusts with a grunt as she kissed you,

“Fuck yeah, baby, your so good, your so fucking tight babe.” She panted out with moans and grunts, She was already getting close and so we’re you, Van kept thrusting at this perfect angle and pace while wiggling and grinding against you to give your clit stimulation, your moans getting louder along with Vans before she was tensing up and crying out, gripping your hips with grunts as she slammed into your sloppy wet cunt, spilling her cum inside you with a loud groan which sent you into your orgasm, clenching so hard around her cock while you shook, it made Van moan, pushing you down with her hand, “Good girl baby, good girl, cum on my cock baby.”

After you both were done, you just collapsed into eachother, Van nuzzling against your chest as she laid there ontop of you, her cock still stuffed inside you because you felt too good to pull out of, “I love you…” Van mumbled out timidly, you just smiled and brushed your fingers through her hair with a chuckle, “I love you too, Van.”

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

Day 15: Tickle Fight

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𝖑𝖊𝖊: Seungmin, Jeongin, and Hyunjin (a lil bit of lee! jisung)

𝖑𝖊𝖗: Seungmin, Jeongin, and Hyunjin

𝖙𝖜: raspberries, they’re watching a movie with a kiss scene and they react like kids do (duh)

𝖙𝖆𝖌𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @dandyboyseungmo @leeknowstan33 @vale-143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday

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request: can i have switch seungmin hyunjin and i.n

just a little mention: happy birthday @lerknow! congrats on becoming 18! ☺️💗

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“Ugh, that’s so lame!”

“Grosssss!” 

“Bleh-”

All three boys were in disgust, watching the screen intently as the man’s lips pressed against the lady’s. 

Hyunjin promptly put his hand over Innie’s eyes, earning shouts from the youngest. 

“This is boring…” Seungmin followed by turning off the tv. 

“Let’s do something more interesting! For example…” Hyunjin gestured to Seungmin, who grinned. 

“Hey, what’s going on-AHHHH!” Innie screamed as two pairs of hands started tickling him all over. 

“HEHEY! THAHAHAT IHIS SOHO UHUHNFAHAHAIR! STAHAHAP YOUHU BRAHAHATS!” Innie snapped through his uncontrollable laughter. 

The two elders gasped. 

“Brats?! US. BRATS.” Hyunjin asked disbelievingly. 

“YEHEHEHES!” Jeongin screeched. 

“Oh Hyune, looks like we’re gonna have to be brats nowwww.” Seungmin smirked down at the youngest. 

Their fingers sped up across his body, moving between spots so quickly Innie swore he could see stars. 

“AGHHHHH! NOAHAHAHAHA! I CAHAHA-GAH! JUHUST NOOOOHAH!” Innie’s words were incomprehensible through his laughter. 

Soon enough, his whole body went weak with laughter, and the two lers let up before they actually killed the maknae. 

However, Seungmin felt slightly guilty as the youngest panted and gasped for air. 

“Let’s get Hyunjin.” Seungmin’s eyes gestured to the oldest as Innie’s eyes twinkled mischievously. 

After a few minutes, Seungmin gave the signal, grabbing Hyunjin’s arms and yanking them up, pulling the oldest into his lap. 

“TICKLE FIGHT!” The two youngest shouted, immediately descending their fingers onto Hyune’s hypersensitive body. 

“WHAHA- HEHEHEY! LEHEHEARN TOHO REHEHESPEHECT YOUHUR EHELDERS! STAHAHAP!” Hyunjin screamed loudly. 

“Learn to not pick on your maknae!” Seungmin scolded. 

“YOUHU WEHERE DOING IHIT TOHOHOHO!” Hyunjin howled when Innie’s nimble finger scratched around and into his bellybutton. 

Seungmin and Jeongin managed to torment the older to tears as his legs kicked out wildly, unable to pull his arms down. 

When the two took on one armpit each, that’s when Hyunjin fell into silent laughter, after one more scream, of course. 

“PLEHEHEHEASE! STAHAHAHAP!” Hyunjin pleaded desperately. 

The vocalists took this as their cue to stop, rubbing lightly on the older’s body as he gasped, residual giggles still flowing out of him like a waterfall. 

That’s when Seungmin ran. As fast as he could. He wasn’t stupid. He knew he was next. 

He hid inside the cupboard just as Jeongin and Hyunjin entered the room. 

There was no way they would find him, right? 

He listened as they interrogated poor Jisung, who had watched as Seungmin had entered the cupboard with mild confusion. 

“Where’s Seungmin?” 

“Yeah. He’s due for some revenge.” Innie cracked his knuckles. 

Hannie, however, being the kind soul he was, took pity on Seungmin. 

“Um, I don’t know…” Jisung looked uneasily at Hyunjin and Jeongin. 

Seungmin pressed his ear to the door to hear more, however everything sounded muffled. 

Until he heard pleading. And laughing.

“NOHAHAHA! I DOHONT KNOHOW PLEHEHEASE! DOHOHONT TIHIHICKLE MEHEHEHE!” 

Seungmin felt guilty for bringing Hannie down with him, but he was terrified of the outcome of the others finding them. 

Meanwhile, Hyunjin and Jeongin worked on absolutely wrecking the quokka, they needed their answer soon. 

Jeongin focused on Hannie’s ribs, scratching at the crevices, something he knew drove the older absolutely ballistic. 

Meanwhile, Hyunjin hyper focused on Jisung’s knees, scratching underneath and scribbling on top. 

When Jisung wasn’t breaking anytime soon, Hyunjin pulled the quokka’s shirt to the highest ribs, and blew raspberries on each rib, while Innie teasingly counted in between each one. 

“OKAHAHAHAY! OKAHAHAHA ILL TEHEHELL YOUHUHU! NOHOHOHO!” Jisung couldn’t handle the tickling any longer. 

“HEHES IHIN THEHE CUHUPBOAHARD!”

“Okay. Innie keep him there. I’ll check. If you’re lying you’re gonna get it.” Hyunjin teased as he opened the door of the closet, dragging a very scared puppy to the bed and straddling his waist. 

He wasted no time in dipping a singular finger into the vocalist’s navel, resulting in a choked peal of laughter. 

Jeongin decided he wanted a piece of the action too, sneaking his wiggling fingers into the puppy’s armpits and laughing when Seungmin let out a lead squeal. 

“HYUHUHUNG! YOUHU TRAHAHAITOR!” Seungmin screeched to Jisung, who was panting and watching with an amused smile. 

“Hey, I tried!” Jisung laughed as Seungmin laughed his head off, twisting his whole body side to side when Hyunjin managed to wiggle his fingers into his back. 

“I CAHAHANT ANYMOHOHORE!” The puppy’s voice silenced, as his face reddened. 

“Okay. Let’s not kill him.” Jisung smiled at the cute puppy, who was desperately cackling his head off. 

The four were found cuddling minutes later, but they all kinda deserved it.

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i hope you enjoyed this fic! have a spooky october! ✨🎃

[fucked-up-character-tournament]

Bingqui: theyre soooooo <3 - shen qingqiu gets so mad over a shitty book that he dies and transmigrates into it as the antagonist. he decides to be nice to the protagonist (luo binghe) so that he doesnt get his arms and legs chopped off and his body stuffed into a jar. as a result luo binghe falls in love with him. - shen qingqiu literally Does Not See any of the characters as people, he sees them as characters in the book. Including binghe. Hes always like "aghhhhh my favourite little white lotus <3 the protagonist <3 my blorbo <3" like binghe is straight up Not a person to him - an evil computer controlling shen qingqiu's actions forces him to push luo binghe off a cliff into the abyss to experience Horrible Trauma. at no point does binghe learn that shen qingqiu was forced to do this, he simply chooses to Get Over It. - shen qingqiu is luo binghe's teacher, so you would think that that's the core of the unequal power dynamic, right ? WRONG. - luo binghe is a super OP demon lord with unimaginble power. He has the protagonist halo and literally cannot lose. also he gives shen qingqiu a blood parasite std so he can literally control him and shit. you would think that THAT's the core of the unequal power dynamic then, right ? ALSO WRONG - luo binghe is so so obsessed with shen qingqui if sqq told him to leave and never come back or smth he would straight up kill himself - literally no one is winning. its an unequal power dynamic no matter how you look at it but NO ONE IS WINNING - shen qingqui dies and luo binghe literally sleeps with his dead body for like five years. - theyre sooooo codependent like their whole relationship is binghe being horribly soppy over shen qingqiu and just generally stalker level obsessed while shen qingqiu pretends to hate it but secretly loves it and absolutely is obsessed with binghe being obsessed with him. - they deserve each other sososo much they make each other worse and they love that <3

Dabi and Hawks: none submitted.

[cluster-b-culture-is]

what do your think of people self diagnosing? my roommate self diagnosed herself with bpd and bipolar 1, after she heard me talking about me living with both disorders. she said “i saw some tiktok’s and related.” just aghhhhh i also see that shit on tiktok sm,,,, likeeee why do people want to be mentally ill????????

most of us are either going to be on meds for the rest of our lives,,, i could go on and on….. it just pisses me the fuck off. people who have these very serious disorders and are professionally diagnosed are demonized and shunned from the world, but people who self diagnose themselves are just a “manic pixie dream girl” omgggg i’m soooo quirky…..

likeeeee i’ve fucked my life up so many time bc on my BPD shit and bipolar 1 episodes…..

THEN THEY SAY THEY GET MANIC AND CLEAN FOR TWO HOURS, THEN IM FINE,,,, I GET MANIC AND GO MISSING FOR MONTHS BUT GTFO I GUESS

sorry just pissed

If you looked at our pinned post, you would see our opinion on self-diagnosis. (Hint: we're completely fine with researched self-diagnosis, and that stance is not going to change for anything. We also believe that people self-diagnosing based on incomplete and dramatized information without doing further research is in the very small minority, and that it's better to believe someone about their own experiences than to deny them on the basis of not having a professional diagnosis, when there are many reasons for someone to not be able to have a professional diagnosis, between not having the resources or just not wanting a professional diagnosis due to not wanting to deal with the potential consequences of having that diagnosis on paper.)

While self-diagnosis based on tiktoks can be... inaccurate, to say the least, we believe that people know their own experiences better than anyone else will. So long as they've done their research and they're open to other potential things, we don't care.

Similarly to "people who want trauma", people "wanting to be mentally ill" is, in my experience, a sign of (potential) mental illness. Like how people wanting severe trauma is a sign of them having trauma that has gone unacknowledged, people wanting mental illness can often be a sign of them having mental illness that's gone completely unacknowledged (even if it's not the thing they're thinking). The vast majority of people understand that mental illness isn't just a fun, quirky trait, and is a serious thing.

Of course, there's something to be said about the tiktok-ification of many disorders, but that doesn't make self-diagnosis automatically invalid. It simply indicates that tiktok is not a good source of information, and that people need to be educated better, especially on heavily stigmatized disorders. (It also needs to be said that the attitudes in specific areas of tiktok talking about these disorders are not representative of the opinion of the whole world, or even most of tiktok.)

[harlowhockeystick]

fine I’ll write dbf!ej myself bc I am of the personal opinion that he tells you he loves you for the first time balls deep

(this is very much not edited or proofread)

I feel like that man is TALKATIVE in bed, and usual it’s mildly degrading nonsense or just incoherent strings of “thatta girl, my pretty girl, doing so good baby” and it leads to a few things being said without thinking (we won’t talk about how he calls himself daddy for the first time by accident and you have to physically grab him hips to force him to stop and repeat himself) but, one night in late july, a few months into this whole situation y’all have going on, after a night of cuddling on his couch watching horse races that gets a little too handsy, he lets it slip that he loves her. he’s been saying it in his head for weeks now, been so close when your pretty face is illuminated by his porch lights or when he comes home to find you’ve snuck into his kitchen to make him dinner, but he’s bit his tongue. this isn’t a relationship where he gets to say I love you. this was fun and exciting and hot and risky and not something where under any circumstances he was supposed to fall in love with his best friend’s daughter. but fuck, he’s so deep the edges of his vision are getting fuzzy and your hands are holding his face so gingerly and your lips are parted slightly and you look like a fucking angel to the point he has to remind himself that you’re real and not just a dream and he’s really got you underneath him and he doesn’t realize it until the words have tumbled off his tongue that he says “I love you” out loud

and your eyes fly open because did he really just say what you think he just said and his sure eyes find your widened ones and he just says “fuck, sorry, I do, I know that makes things a lot more complicated but I can’t help it” and you just pull his lips to yours and kiss him so gingerly and passionately and you pull him closer into you with your legs wrapped around his back and breathe out an “it’s okay, I love you too” and he smiles so big and kisses you again while you start to giggle and as your body begins to squirm a little under the kiss he moves again and the feeling of him inside you makes you gasp and hit him for not warning you he was going to move before squirming down on his cock so that he’ll do it again and he goes “you seem a little too desperate to be complaining, love”

BESTIE THIS IS EVERYTHING AND MORRRREEEEEEEEE AGHHHHH BLESS YOU!!!!

[stuckinhell102]

“You’ve been so quiet this whole night, Marija~ would you care for some of this?” Bitter asked while offering you a glass of wine. You took it from him and you had a sip, it was delicious yet strong. You could already feel the effects kicking in.

Bitter saw this and chuckled, “Ah? Not used to it darlin’? Don’t worry, I’ll be here to take care of you just right,” He caressed your face. You became more tipsy and leaned your face towards his. Bitter grinned and moved his finger underneath your chin so you would look directly at him. His scent was strong and addictive. Before you could say anything, he broke the tension with a kiss. It slowly became more passionate until he broke away and left you breathless. “You taste sweet, mon fleur”

AGHHHHH HE IS SO PERFECT!

[slashingdisneypasta]

Ok one more asl before I go to bed XD imagine the Dragon Patrol finding out how unhappy Poppy and Ben really are. As the days go by, Poppy looks sad- though not as devastated as she probably should. She hasn't spoken a word about her life with her husband and family (though she's their captive, she doesn't expect them to care either way. Which at first, they don't). Though maybe, around Stupid or even Wheezy since they're the most friendly, she starts slowly opening up about her marriage. How Ben acted when he drank, and how he always suspected her of cheating despite her loyalty...

Though what's probably most shocking is how she still chooses to keep her ring on despite it all. Poppy doesn't want to, really. A tiny part of her that she's ashamed of is disappointed that they didn't try to take her ring away. But she feels like she has to keep it on. She has to stay loyal to what she was bound to, even if it was never her choice. Surely, Ben will eventually come get her, right? She can't just pretend their marriage is over just because she's a hostage now. Even if she may or may not be gaining feelings for her captors and doesn't want to leave.

I know that they probably don't care too much, or at least not in the emotional soft way. But imagine them seeing this (especially if one or more of them are starting to love her themselves). It got me right in the heart XD

... 🥺 goodness.

My heart is feeling very soft and delicate about this. But- imagine Greasy using context clues, eavesdropping, and his intuition to suss out the whole situation here. And as Poppy becomes apart of their little family, and even he is more warmly towards her and thinking of her as more then a pretty little thing he dislikes Ben less and less.

Imagine Ben finally coming, and most of the dragons are basically just godang surprised (like Who is this?? That's the husband!?? Wh- Its been 7 years- ), Greasy decided to play up the dragon hostage thing. Its partly his plan and partly protective instincts. If this King was so worried about her loyalty back then, then he really can worry now. Now it can be true. She has a dragon mate now and he is not going to let her go like this bastard did. Greasy picks Poppy up in his teeth by the back of her clothes and lifts off into the air so hard that the rocks on the ground all shake and clatter. He takes her high up on the mountain and so they're alone and shakes his head. No... no, Poppy, I am not letting you go back there. No.

Greasy-

You are a good friend. Don't ask me to say it again- I cant. If you left, Psycho and Smartass... they- they would be heartbroken fools if you left. Stupid would cry, and that would be awkward. And Wheezy would make the home unbearable from the smoke bleeding from his nostrils, and Lottie- she-... *nose huff* And to think you might leave with that evil bastard- no way.

I-

I'm going to keep you here until he leaves. Or I kill him. either way-

Eventually Poppy manages to climb up onto a sufficiently tall rock and put her hands on Greasy's nose- making him stop. Get his attention. her voice is gentle, a sound unfamiliar to Greasy, when she tell him "Good. Thank you, Greasy.

"I wouldnt wanna go anywhere, anyway."

(Just??? Deep platonic love??????????? Aghhhhh)

[your-divine-ribs]

The Christmas Wish Part 1

Words: 2k

Single Dad Van’s kids only have one special wish for Christmas // Christmas fluff // a friends to lovers story 🤍

The Christmas Wish Masterlist Main Masterlist

🤍 Sacha's POV 🤍

"Miss Wilson! Miss Wilson! Ryan just said a bad word!"

"Did not!"

"Yes you did! I heard you! If Santa finds out you've been naughty you won't get any presents, that's what my daddy says!"

"Don't be stupid! Santa's not even real! Aghhhhh!"

"Hey, hey! What's going on over there?" I darted across the classroom just as the tears erupted, sinking down on to my knees on the carpet. I wasn't expecting to see Ryan Carter, the class trouble-maker, in tears. He was normally the cause of any upset, yet here he was, face bright red and blotchy whilst he jabbed an accusing finger at one of his class-mates Grace McCann.

"She kicked me!" He sobbed, finger still outstretched whilst the other hand was wrapped around a reddened shin.

"He said Santa wasn't real!" Grace shot back, her face screwed up in defiance, hands folded across her chest as she stared her class-mate down.

In truth I was glad to see someone stand up to Ryan but I couldn't let my true feelings show. As a primary school teacher I had responsibilities. I was a guiding light to a class full of seven year olds so I couldn't just let casual violence slide, even though a well placed kick to the shins of the class bully was wholly well-deserved. The only trouble was it was the second time Grace had lashed out at him this week. Although she'd swore blind that Ryan had accidentally trapped his finger in his desk drawer after he was making mean comments to one of the other children, I hadn't missed the poorly hidden smirk Grace had worn as he'd howled in pain.

"Grace, is this true? Did you kick Ryan?"

"I did but he deserved it!" The little girl pouted, her cheeks flushed and rosy, her tiny brows pulled into a frown. "If you say you don't believe in Santa out loud it ruins the magic and then he won't come. I was trying to shut him up."

I told myself I shouldn't have favourites.  Every teacher did though, it was only natural. Grace was one of mine. Her feisty demeanour and quick-temper was balanced out by a big heart and a natural effervescence that I couldn't help but warm to. She was the first to volunteer for anything, always eager to help, her bright and enquiring nature usually a delight to teach. It was just situations like this that were becoming more commonplace that had me tearing my hair out. I couldn't brush over it with just a simple telling off this time either, it was against the school rules... and as a newly qualified teacher I had to adhere to them.

"Nobody deserves to be physically hurt no matter what they've done. It's not the way to solve a disagreement. Now we had this very same discussion last week didn't we Grace? And what did I tell you then?"

I spoke with an even tone, trying not to react to the way the little girl's lower lip trembled, her eyes becoming glossy as they flooded with unspilt tears.

"You said that if it happened again you'd have to call my parents," she muttered quietly, now subdued.

"That's right... so it looks like Mr and Mrs McCann are going to be getting a phone call from me then doesn't it?"

God, I hated disciplining the kids. It was the worse part of the job. Difficult but necessary. I thought it might be easier if they were my own children, I wouldn't feel so bad then. Then I'd know for sure if they'd truly been naughty or if they were acting up for another reason. I'd done all the mandatory training courses, learnt all about possible reasons that usually well-behaved kids developed an uncharacteristic disruptive streak. I wondered whether something was going on with Grace, some kind of home trouble that had brought on this atypical aggression. She'd always been feisty and stuck up for herself but this was a whole other level.

"Please Miss Wilson, please don't call them. I'm trying to be good, I really am. I really need Santa to come through for me... especially after what happened last year."

"What happened last year?" I probed, shifting into a sitting position on the carpet. I pulled out a small chair opposite me, patting the seat, urging Grace to sit down. A quick glance up had reassured me that Ellie, my class teaching assistant had everything under control. She was currently comforting Ryan, successfully distracting him with some festive crafts.

Grace pulled a face, conflicted as to whether she should confide in me. She sat down nevertheless, leaning in to whisper even though no one could hear over the background babble of twenty-five children.

"I shouldn't talk about Christmas wishes, it's the rules. It's a secret between me and Santa."

I smiled, recalling my own childish wonder at the magic of Christmas all those years ago. It had been so real back then. Sometimes I thought it was a shame that children had to grow up and turn into skeptical, cynical adults.

"Of course," I said in agreement. "You don't actually have to tell me the wish you made, but did anything bad happen?"

Grace's face fell as she focused on an obviously painful memory.

"It was just before last Christmas that mummy and daddy started fighting. I tried... I tried really hard to be good. I asked Santa to make them love each other again but it didn't work." Her eyes widened at once and she slapped a hand over her mouth with a gasp, horrified that she'd just let out the secret wish and broken her own rules. "I shouldn't have said!"

"It's okay," I tried to placate her, placing a reassuring hand on her forearm. "I won't say anything, don't worry. I'm guessing your wish didn't come true?"

It was all starting to fall into place now, the reason for Grace's outbursts, her erratic behaviour... it's just the timing was off. She'd seemed much more carefree at the beginning of the school year and that was September. Maybe something else was the cause.

"Uh-huh," she nodded in dismal confirmation. "I think Santa didn't give me my wish because I was naughty, I just don't know what I did wrong. I thought it might be different this year... if I was really good..."

"You wished for the same thing again?"

My heart ached for the little girl before me. All of a sudden I was twelve years old again, sitting on the floor in my bedroom with my back pressed against the door, my headphones on with the volume turned up as loud as my ears could stand it to drown out the sound of my own parents arguing viciously. I'd been older than Grace but it didn't make it any easier seeing the two people I loved the most in the world falling out of love.

Grace sighed. "No, it's a different wish this year, but I can't say." She mimed pulling a zip across her mouth. "It'd be silly to wish for the same thing again. Mummy and daddy aren't getting back together, I know that now. Mummy's got a new boyfriend, see."

"And what's he like?" I enquired, watching her closely, relieved when she broke into a smile.

"He's nice... but he's not daddy... no one's as nice as daddy."

I smiled back as her grin grew until her whole face lit up, her blue eyes sparkling. "He's a rockstar you know, he's super famous and he plays the guitar and he sings really good. He has loads of fans. Everyone loves him."

"I remember you telling me about him."

I thought back to 'show and tell' at the start of term, Grace proudly bringing in a CD so she could show the class her dad's music. She'd instructed me to play a track called Hourglass because her mum and dad had penned the lyrics together. She'd told me it was a love song so I assumed it'd be safe to play. I sniggered internally when I recalled how I'd had to dive across the classroom to switch the music off after Grace's dad dropped an F bomb exactly 22 seconds into the song. I probably should have checked it out first before playing it to a classroom full of innocent seven year olds really. The fact that the album cover had featured a cartoon drawing of a couple with their hands shoved down each other's trousers should have probably given me cause for concern.

Grace's smile faded fast to be replaced by a glum expression. "He's the best... but I guess mummy doesn't think that anymore. She told him he loved the band more than her. She even said it was more important to him than me and my little brother! I don't think I was supposed to hear that but I did."

I wished I could have said something to make it all better for her but I knew that I couldn't. Not right now when the pain was still raw. It would get better though, I knew from experience that the age-old adage of time being a great healer was actually true. I just hoped that her parents were mindful of their children whilst they navigated the stormy waters of their breakup. Mine hadn't been and the scars still lingered, even all those years later. I made a mental note to discuss Grace's worries with either Mr or Mrs McCann, whichever one I ended up seeing to discuss their daughter's behaviour.

"I'm sure that's not true," I tried to reassure her. "Look Grace, grown ups say things they don't mean all the time, especially when they're mad at each other. I know it's hard to understand but sometimes people fall out of love and it's nobody's fault. Sometimes things just don't feel the same anymore. No one can fix it, not even Santa."

Grace's bottom lip started trembling again, her hands balling into fists in her lap. "But what if mummy and daddy stop loving me and Leo? What are we gonna do then? If they know I've been naughty they'll be so mad at me!"

Oh shit... I'd been trying to reassure her but now she looked even more upset. I floundered for a second but quickly recovered, reaching out for her hands and taking them in mine.

"Your mummy and daddy love you and your brother very much. You're probably the most important things in their lives... in fact scrap probably... you are the most important things. I know you are!"

"Really?"

Grace looked up at me from under her long lashes, eyes wide and hopeful.

I tipped her a little wink. "Yes really... Santa even told me so."

"You... you mean you actually know Santa?" She asked in astonishment, sitting forward on the edge of the seat. I allowed a knowing smirk to curve my lips, secretive.

"Oh yeah, I have a direct line to Santa, all the teachers do. It's not just mummies and daddies that tell Santa who should be on the nice list."

I watched Grace's mouth fall slack as she stared at me for a second, then she was glancing around surreptitiously at her classmates like I'd just entrusted her with the most confidential top secret knowledge. I grinned at her, pressing my index finger against my lips and she nodded quickly before slipping down off the seat and rushing to take a seat at her desk.

A small sigh of relief escaped me as I rose up on to my feet.

"Oh my god Sacha, I can't believe you used the old 'be good, Santa's watching' trick. I thought it was only parents that were allowed to use that one!"

Ellie was beside me, nudging me with an elbow, grinning and shaking her head.

"Don't judge me," I laughed, pleased to see Grace with her head in her reading book, carefully following the text with a finger. She usually didn't have the patience for reading on her own. "I don't think I'll be getting any more trouble from Grace McCann this side of Christmas."

Little did I know, this was only the start of it...

[floyd-le]

I need a merthur fic of Arthur teaching Merlin how to read.

Because obviously Hunith taught him how to read a little bit and Gaius teaches him medicinal book stuff, and we can assume him being pure magic helps him read spell books but like-

What about basic literature? Or more specifically, Arthur’s speeches?

We know Arthur makes Merlin look over his speeches, but what if the first few times he hands one off to him Merlin just turns red and makes up some excuse to not do it, and when Arthur finally forces Merlin to read one the whole time Merlin keeps having to stop and ask Arthur what certain words are, especially the flowery diplomatic ones. And of course Arthur is irritated and snaps like “What, can’t you read?” And Merlin snaps back something like “Of course not!”

And its a bit of a moment of realization for Arthur because despite how articulate and witty Merlin can be, he is still a peasant with a peasant’s education and a peasant’s literacy rate.

And thus we lead into Arthur slowly beginning to teach Merlin to read by telling him to circle all the words he doesn’t recognize and then bring it back to teach them to him, and soft scenes of Arthur reading Merlin books in bed or by the fire and just aghhhhh my heart

[pray4saint]

hi omg i just wanted to say that if u arent ok with me doing this u can tell me! i wont mind, and ill stop! i understand; i just showed up one day in ur inbox declaring myself a menace! just lmk!

but for now:

theo gives i wanna be yours, sweater weather, dont blame me, last friday night (kinda???) and heat waves vibes!

also hes exactly my type what-

hes tthe kind of guy to take you on long walks in the mountains, holding your hand the whole time. when you reach somewhere thats mostly empty, youll sit down and he'll tell u how beautiful you are between kisses.

i hate evryone but you>>>

LOVES WHEN YOU PLAY WITH HIS HAIR

would lowkey be turned on by you talking back wut-

like bully!sapnap, mixed with wilbur, but i can imagine him acctually being so sweet and kind in an attempt to distance himself from riddle family line

CHILDHOOD TRAUMA

him having a crush on you would honestly be so scary to him, because he's not used to wanting someone for all their perfects and all their flaws. he wants someone for their personality and their smile and laugh and that look of concentration on their face when they're concentrating. he doesnt want you for your body, he wants you for you, and thats new to him.

HIS MORNING VOICE AND SLEEPY VOICE OH MY LORD AGHHHHH

always flirts with u even tho ur dating

he cant stay mad at you fr too long 🥺🥺

hes honestly such a big baby-

he gets jealous rlly easily and hugs u from behind when he does :D

FOREHEAD KISSES GALORE

he needs you to tell him how much you love him <3

if youre sad, he lifts your chin with his index finger while kissing you and telling you how much he needs you

he loves hugs so much istg-

NSFW

my horny lil behbeh

loves when u sit on his lap

sweetheart, love, pretty, slut

hes one of em thigh guys

empty classroom and shower

speaking of which he loves bathing with you <3

"you'll be good for me, hmm sweatheart?"

loves seeing you vulnerable for him

traces his initials on your thighs with his fingers

plays with his rings while looking at you

constantly grabbing your hand

"pretty little slut"

and thats all i have!

• theo gives i wanna be yours, sweater weather, dont blame me, last friday nigh (kinda???) and heat waves vibes

guys who are i wanna be yours & don't blame me coded are so eheheheheheh and so attractive like GODDAMN.

• would lowkey be turned on by you talking back wut-

i feel so seen as someone who talks back to everyone and contradicts everything anyone says 😭

• he cant stay mad at you fr too long 🥺🥺 • he needs you to tell him how much you love him <3

this is something i need to see more of with 'i hate everyone but you' traumatised characters like,,, they're either so attached to you that they can't stand to be upset w you or they immediately distance themselves and almost cut ties bc it hurts to be upset w someone they love and trust

• empty classroom and shower

oh my lordy lord 😵‍💫😵‍💫

• constantly grabbing your hand

no bc holding hands is so overlooked even tho it's intimate and i- GAH i love it sm