#theyre full of hot air

[steamedsiopao]

cumplane balloons

[this-doesnt-endd]

Am i in my loser era?

[tinycoffeeroom]

lover boy | daniel ricciardo

face claim: none ♡

request: here !

pairing: daniel ricciardo x f!reader

requested: congrats on 1k!!!! can i order a macchiato with daniel where theyre like a little bit secret and they super joky with each other? maybe they decide to go official and kiss in front of fans?? 100 shots of fluff too please! thank u!!!

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Private not secret. That’s how you could describe your relationship with Daniel to some extent. He would gush about his “loving girlfriend” in interviews and on social media but he’d never revealed who the girl who stole his heart was. 

It worked for the both of you. He got to keep you all to himself, and you got to live some sense of normality outside of being flown all over the country to support him on race days. 

The two of you were huddled in hospitality, enjoying the kiss of cold air the building provided against the blistering Bahrain heat. Clad in a VCARB shirt and linen trousers, any fan currently floating around the paddock would simply think you were an employee, and given how Daniel liked to make everyone around him laugh, seeing the two of you giggling in the corner wouldn’t raise too many questions. 

Nudging you with his shoulder, he throws his head back in a loud laugh as you crack another terrible dad joke, your eyes unable to pull away from the length of his throat, the way his Adam's apple bobbed deeply with every guffaw. 

“Why do I keep you around?” He speaks through ebbing chuckles, a hand hidden on the small of your back under the shirt. 

Shrugging, you swipe your hair back playfully. “Because I’m smart, funny and have a great rack.”

You track Daniel’s eyes as they draw down to the V of your shirt. Since he had a few inches on you, he had an unobstructed view to what he crudely describes as his favourite stress relievers. 

Glancing back up to meet your eyes, he grins at the way you jokingly raise an eyebrow at him. “You sure do, it’s a shame I haven’t seen them properly in so long.”

Rolling your eyes, you tap a finger under his chin, lifting his head from where it had dipped to glance down your shirt again. “You saw them this morning, drama queen.”

He presses a hand to his forehead, head rolling back as if he were a damsel in distress. “It’s been 84 years…”

Using your hand still in the air, you smack his hand off his forehead softly, scoffing lightheartedly. Hand darting out to capture yours, he pulls it down to where it’s hidden between the two of you, thumb stroking absentmindedly across the back of your hand. 

“Give me a peek?”

Squeezing his hand, you glance left to right as if considering it. Fighting the smirk on your face as his eyes light up at the possibility. “Dan, I’m not getting my boobs out in the middle of hospitality. If you can wait until the hotel tonight however…”

Trailing off, you raise your other hand to rest gently against his chest, fingers tapping along to the thump of his heart underneath. 

He groans, body twisting from side to side slightly like a child about to throw a tantrum. “Babe, it’s hot as balls out there. I’m gonna be so tired tonight.”

Patting his chest, you grin cheekily up at him. “So I’ll be doing all the work, like most race weekends.”

Gasping dramatically, he rests a hand over yours, pout on full display. “You wound me.”

Before you get a chance to rebut, one of the media managers pops her head around the corner, spotting the two of you. “Daniel, we have to be at the pre-race press conference in 20 minutes. Chop chop!”

She throws a friendly smile your way, head nodding once as a greeting. Waving back at her, your attention is dragged back to your boyfriend as he huffs softly, giving the woman a thumbs up as he drops his hand back to the small of your back to guide you to the entrance. 

Before he steps outside, he turns to face you, lips puckered. Raising a hand, you pat his lips once, huffing as he tries to nip at one of your fingers. “Nuh-uh, big ol’ windows right there lover boy, anyone could see.” 

He shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly, eyes wide and softly following the lines of your face. “Let them, I’m tired of hiding you.”

“Don’t use those cow eyes on me, that’s evil.” Sighing, you can’t stop your lips from matching his wide smile, the two of you locked in a silent conversation through eye contact. 

It’s been a long 3 years, sneaking around, going outside for dates separately and hiding in the back corners of restaurants. Wearing whichever teams shirt he’s racing under to use as an excuse to be there. You think about how it could be, the way it would feel to hold his hand in the paddock and give him a good luck kiss before he goes off to race. 

He sees right through you, able to read you like an open book. “So?”

Reaching behind you, you pull his hand from your back, linking your fingers together. “I’m tired of hiding too.” Heart racing at the way his smile turns fond, you pull yourself closer to him. “Need to let everyone know I bagged a hot Aussie.” 

A voice calls from beside you. “Didn’t know you were dating Oscar?”

Looking across, a smirking Lando meets your eyes as he leans against the doorway, the door propped open behind him. 

“Oh, ha ha. Very funny, short arse.” Daniel uses your linked hands to drag you next to him, hand leaving yours to smoothly slide along your back and rest on your hip. “What brings you to our humble abode?”

“I’m on the pre-race conference with you, thought we could walk down together.” 

You coo at the pair, hands clasping in front of you. “Landan reunited, how cute!”

You can almost feel how hard Lando rolls his eyes, mimicking your words back to you in a high pitched tone. Swatting at his shoulder, he holds his hand up in surrender, backing out of the doorway. 

“Daniel, 10 minutes! We’re gonna have to speedwalk!” The media manager breezes past the pair of you, clapping Daniel on the back as she passes. 

You grab his collar, pulling him in to drop 3 kisses against his lips. Feeling his other hand come to rest on your hip, you smile against his lips. Pulling away minutely, you let your eyes roam over the way his have crinkled at the sides, bright grin on display for all to see. “Go, you’ve got business to do. I’m gonna go get a piece of that cheesecake we were eyeing in catering.”

His hands squeeze your hips gently before he pulls away fully, stepping through the open door to join Lando and the media manager. 

Watching him leave, you laugh as he shoves Lando playfully, the two of them bickering as they walk down the paddock. 

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The media manager is too engrossed in her phone to care what Daniel and Lando are talking about, the two of them discussing the upcoming race quietly. 

“Oh yeah, look at you, all official and shit. Only took you 3 bloody years! Did nearly throw up at the three kisses thing though, a nod to your race number?”

Daniel hums, beaming as he thinks back to when you’d first started the official unofficial pre-race ritual. 

[FLASHBACK]

It had been a hard 2021, filled with highs and lows in his papaya car. Just after missing out on points in Zandvoort, you had come to find him in his drivers room before Monza. 

A long spiel of a pep talk later and a short pre-race nap later, he’d been about to leave, race suit hanging from his hips. Slipping your hands under his fireproofs, you leaned up, talking through kisses. 

“You.” Kiss. “Got”. Kiss. “This.” Kiss. 

On the final kiss, he’d grabbed your face, thumbs skimming across your cheeks, suspending you in that moment until the need to breathe outweighed his need to kiss you. Pulling away, he dropped a final kiss to the bridge of your nose, the smile you always loved to see plastered across his face. 

“I love you.” At that point, you’d only been together a few months but it felt like the perfect moment. Watching as you grinned back at him, flushed cheeks hot under his hands, he was sure he’d gotten it right.

[FLASHBACK]

He shoves Lando jokingly as he points out the way he was flushed from his cheeks all the way down his neck. “Partially, and it’s also a way of saying I love you.” 

Lando fake gags, narrowing his eyes at the lovesick expression on Daniel’s face. “I miss when you were single.”

Raising an eyebrow as he turns to face the younger man, his eyes flicker up briefly to make sure they were in the right spot for the conference. “Because I was lonely like you?” 

Lando scoffs, opening the door for the media manager to step through, eyes still glued to her phone. “Rude. But yeah.” 

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a/n: the first of the 1k celebrations and we're kicking it off with danny ric!! reqs for this event are open til july 18th so request while you can (or even after, my inbox is always open <3)

[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

HELLO could i get some fluffy cuddly hcs for the sleepy token boys? i wanna snuggle them so bad theyre such big sillies

My pleasure 😇

Vessel

He is built to snuggle. If he could he would have you wrapped up in his arms 24/7. The physical touch is his air so his evenings, if he’s lucky, are all filled with you both lying down together. He would get lost in just watching you. A slight smile on his face as he listens to you speak or just watch you watch him.

I think I had brought this up in one of my other pieces but he is big on naked cuddles. It’s just he needs to feel your warmth and your soft skin. Kissing your shoulders lovingly, brushing his fingers over your bare skin. Different shapes, words, lyrics coming alive on the canvas of your skin.

But he doesn’t need nighttime for snuggles only. No, you could be unloading a dishwasher and he’s just walking past, stopping midway to reach for you. Wrapping his arms around you from the back. Pulling you closer to him. The same goes for you getting ready for bed or to get out. Vess would stop by, resting his chin on your shoulder as he watches you in the mirror. “You’re so beautiful”, he would mutter, eyes so full of love there would be no way you could ever question his feelings towards you. You would reach back to brush your fingers over his thigh. He would stay like that for a bit. Before turning your face to the side. Kissing your lips. Neck. Pinching your bum and slowly stepping away.

iii

Too tough for cuddles. Might snuggle after sex but other than that. It’s as if he doesn’t understand what snuggles mean. Well, until you came around. It’s odd at first. He doesn’t seem to grasp the fact that someone would reach out to him willingly. Out of love. Out of need. Out of comfort. So he silently observes how you lean against him. Resting your head on his shoulder as you all wait for post-rehearsals. How you just come up and press against him. Face buried in his back. Way shorter hands wrapping around him. How you press your palms onto his hips as you reach out to kiss him, standing on your tippy toes. And he finds himself enjoying it. Craving it. Waiting for it. Waiting for the bubbly feeling.

He’s mindlessly playing his guitar one night. A particular bridge keeping him up. ii had been bitching about it with Vess all day long and now he feels the need to figure it out for them till tomorrow’s rehearsal. He doesn’t hear you walking in. Not until a nice steaming hot cup of tea is in front of him. And there you are. In one of his shirts, drowning your body. “You’ve been here for hours, you should take a break”, you mutter, brushing away a strand of hair that had escaped his messy bun.

And for once iii doesn’t argue, putting his guitar to the side. He opens his arms out. Tapping his thigh for you. For a second he waits for rejection. For you stepping back. But the smell of you fills his senses and it’s as if everything else slowly fades away. So he stays there with his face buried in the crook of your neck. You carefully pull your scrunchy from his hair. Letting your nails scrape at his scalp. “That’s orgasmic”, iii grunts, making her chuckle. “Could have been doing that for hours”, you muse. “Now that’s just blackmailing”, iii is quick to scoff and you both chuckle.

“Why don’t you come to bed”, you run your hands over his shoulders, knowing full well that he would get through with everything way better if he had a fresh head on his shoulders. But iii shakes his head, “Stay in my arms for a bit”, he brings you even closer to him, “Just want to feel you in my arms”. You don’t argue with that, moving to wrap your legs around his hips. Snuggling deeper into him. iii reaches for your hands lifting them to his hair, “do that thing with your fingers”, he mutters.

ii

I think he’s a second installment of “I’m too tough for Cuddles”. So don’t expect him to reach out and snuggle into you. Not at the start of the relationship at least. I feel like he would be quite straightforward about “if you don’t like that, then this won’t work”. So hand holding, him slightly pulling you into him while walking is all you can expect from him.

His icy walls would chip apart the longer you two date. The more he let himself believe that you were it. The final destination, not just a mid-stop. So during the nights you two spent together, ii would occasionally pull your legs over his lap, slowly brushing his fingers over your ankles. You would playfully poke at his stomach till he would pull you closer to him, kissing you senseless.

I think you would find him one evening lying on his stomach in bed, waiting for you to finish your nighttime routine. All of his tattoos are out on display. Your eyes fall on the newest piece on his right shoulder. “Drooling over there”, ii chuckles snapping you out of your trance. “It’s not every day I have a tart lying in my bed”, you shrug, reaching for the lotion, and spreading it over your arms. “Tart”, ii arches an eyebrow before shaking his head.

“Can you put some of that on my back?”, ii rests his head on the mattress, looking up at you. You halt, turning to him. He had a strict rule of not letting your sweet lotions mix with his things. “The new one is itchy”, he reaches back, scratching slightly at the ink. You push his fingers away, the last thing a new tattoo needed were fingers pulling at it.

“Sure, yeah”, you climb onto the bed, slowly moving to straddle his lower body. Your fingers dipped into the jar before you carefully spread it over his skin. You loved his back. But then who didn’t? So you’re not too surprised that you zone out for a moment. Leaning down to snuggle against his skin. “You’re so warm”, you breathe him in, letting his warmth seep into you. That is until you feel his muscles tighten between you. You push back almost as if someone electrocuted you. “Sorry, sorry, I….”, you shake your head, not wanting to overstep.

But ii is quick to grab onto your thighs. Keeping you sat on him. “Stay”, ii muttered. Looking over his shoulder slightly. “But you don’t like it when…”, you reach out, fixing some of the messy strands on his head. “It feels nice, lay on top of me”, his voice is so soft and quiet that you can’t help but just stare at him for a moment.

“You sure?”, you crock your head to the side, catching his eyes. ii just smile at you ever so slightly, “Yeah”. A smile spreads on your face. So you kiss his shoulder one more time, before you let your body rest against his. Reaching out to run your fingers over his lower back. A satisfied sigh slipping past his lips.

iv

He loves love. Loves affection. Does he know how to ask for it? No. Does he ever admit that he’s desperate for it? Nope. It’s the hugs that feel just a bit longer. The firmer grip he has on your intertwined fingers. The way he steps just a bit closer to you that gives him away.

So you both are lying in bed one night. Still, the first nights you both had spent together. iv has been tossing and turning for some time now. You can feel him inching closer at times before he seems to change his mind, keeping to his side. It’s almost funny seeing a guy like him squirm like that. “Ivy”, you call out into the darkness. Waiting for him to answer. When he doesn’t you reach up, flicking the bedside table lamp on. Only to find him staring at you like a puppy caught red-handed.

“Did I wake you up?”, he asks, brushing his hand over his face. You don’t have the heart to tell him that you hadn’t been able to sleep to begin with. So instead you turn to your side, watching him. “What’s got you so unsettled tonight?”, you reach out, brushing your fingers over his cheek. iv closes his eyes in clear delight at feeling your fingers against his skin. “Just…”, he shrugs slightly, “Just… I don’t know it’s just…”

You don’t push him. Words had never been his strong suit. So you lift the side of your blanket. “What if you lay on my chest?”, you ask, watching him take a sharp breath in. “You told me something about noises helping you sleep”, you add, “Would my heartbeat do the…”, but you don’t get to finish as iv quickly reaches out, turning his body to lay exactly aligned with yours. “Yes”, he breathes out. Arms already sneaking to wrap around you, “Yes, it would”.

You let out a little chuckle, looking down at him. Feeling the tension already melting away from him. “You know, if you ever want to cuddle or be close”, you brush your fingers up and down the back of his neck, “You can just do it. You don’t need to stew in silence. Boyfriend privileges allow that”. He snorts lightly, lifting his head to look at you, “Careful, I might just never let you go”. You lean down, kissing his nose, “Don’t threaten me with a good time, bub”.

[matchadobo]

Hello! I absolutely love your work and wanted to ask for a request with Kidd and possibly Killer if you can fit him in! Basically I was thinking something with since Kidd and Killer are from the SouthBlue theyre probably used to being in warmer temperatures, so how about they have a partner who is from the North and absolutely thrives in cold temperatures, wearing regular pants and a shirt and only maybe a jacket if it’s sub temperatures and being able to live off cold foods even when it’s below freezing, meanwhile they’re looking at them like they’re mad crazy because they get chilled and annoyed at even the thought of a snowflake.

KIDD & KILLER; north blue s/o

wc: 955 warning/s: gn reader, all fluff!!

"how are you not cold?" kidd asked, buried in his fur coat. he tightly wrapped it around his burly build, shivering as he approached your tshirt-wearing ass. the cold wind of the wintry, evening air ruffled his crimson locks when he crossed the deck.

"we don't experience this shit in the south, shut yer trap." he rolled his eyes, sitting next to you and shuffling closer for warmth. "you're even having ice cream for dessert for god's sake."

"thought you didn't believe in god." you hooked arms with him, pulling him closer as he nestled in your embrace.

"know what? i'm fuckin' startin' to cuz of this goddamn snow." he scoffed, rubbing his shoulders to feel less frosty. he lied between your legs, head settled on the cushion of your chest. you placed your hand on his hair, you combed the strands between your fingers as you giggled at his remark.

"where's that beanie i got you? the one with cute bear ears?" your hands trailed down to his red ears, warming them up by your palms.

"it looks stupid on me." he rolled his eyes, sighing at the relief of your warmth. "keep your hands there." he told you, a little smile on his lips spreading.

"heeeyy, i made that beanie especially or these occurences!" you pouted, pinching his ears instead. "look at them! their red as hell! so is your nose!"

"that's because you pinched my fuckin' ears!" he protested, sitting up from his comfortable position to ready and argue.

"kidd, name." killer called out from the kitchen, peeking over the doorframe to see you two in a heated argument. "i made bread pudding." he donned a frilly, white apron that had flowers scattered on the surface.

when kidd was almost in your face, ready to kiss you to shut you up, he didn't hesitate to follow the sweet, delectable aroma of the freshly baked bread emanating from the brightly lit room. you did the same.

"you really are the wife in this relationship." kidd gave killer a little tap on the chin before walking past him by the doorframe.

"ah shut the fuck up, kidd." you blurted out, kicking his ass. "you cold, kil?" you tiptoed to place a kiss on his neck, he was wearing the mittens you made him.

"your hands are warm," he pulled you by the waist, hugging you to feel your embrace. "aaah i want to stay like this, name."

"fine by me, i'll eat the goddamn pudding for myself." kidd spoke through a full mouth, munching on the custard-filled pudding.

you and killer laughed a little at the pouting redhead by the counter before walking towards him. killer let you sit by the chair opposite to kidd's as he leaned by the chair of the head of the table. "how is it?" he asked, genuinely observing how you two stuffed yourselves with it.

"phenomenal." you clapped your hands, savoring how the pudding melts in your mouth. "c'mere, taste it!" you raised a spoon while your other hand acted as a support to catch any falling food as you gestured closer to him.

killer took off his mask and ate you offer, he sat by the chair and gave you a smile, satisfied at his craft. "what do you two want for breakfast tomorrow?"

"chicken noodle soup." kidd answered with a tap of his hand on the table. "just any goddamn soup that is hot."

"you, name?"

"oh i'm fine with leftover fruits by the fridge, i'll make a fruit bowl or smoothie bowl or whatever."

they both looked at you like you grew another head. desperately waiting to see if you're joking. kidd had that usual scowl but it was deeper and killer had an eyebrow raised, anticipating your next response to say sike.

"what?" you asked as if what you said was the most normal thing during the cold especially mornings are the coldest. "it's tradition in my village who always gave out cold foods at the start of winter to have plenty of hot foods for january which was the peak of winter. i'm just conserving!"

"you north blue people are somethin' else." kidd shook his head, munching on the pudding some more. "hardcore shit."

"not my fault you're too weak to handle the cold, love." you teased, sitting on his lap as you waited for him to feed you pudding.

"whatcha say?! the fuck are you opening your mouth for? not in the mood right now, name." kidd rolled his eyes, but he sturdied his thigh so you can have a proper seat.

"it's not that!- feed me!" you wiggled in your seat, poking at him to piss him off.

"you can fuckin' eat by yourself!"

killer just watched you two with a tender smile on his face. clutching the mittens close to his chest. "well, we better sleep now. name wants to go skate and snowman building tomorrow, right?"

"yes!"

"it's too cold for this shit!" kidd grumbled. he then carried you to your shared quarters when you start to nag and whine at him for his remark while killer cleaned up. they snuggled to you that night, since you were the warmest. they soon adapted to the cold; now eating fruit bowls for breakfast, cold salads for lunch, cold ramen for dinner, and ice cream for desserts because they kept eating with you. they soon began to see the charm of eating cold, sharing habits with you. kidd begrudgingly for that matter while killer enjoyed seeing you have fun eating cold with them. the crew had begun to surmise that you three are just on some kinda bullshit they can't relate to. because who would voluntarily eat cold foods during winter?

ok first of all, i just researched about the winter times bc i live in a tropical country so i have NEVER experienced snow or winter. i read that january is the peak so if that is wrong, please educate me and lmk what should be written 🥰. i didn't really know what else to put other than what was being asked and some flirtings here and there so this is pretty short 🥺

[eisukevint]

gojo satoru x muslim!reader ramadan hcs ✧

lil promt so you all dont come for me: he reverted a year ago and its his first ramadan as a muslim and your husband

a/n: ramadan mubarak !! 9 days of ramadan have passed already dang, time’s passing so quickly. this ramadan has been a little less hard, probably because its not hot ?? anyways, i hope the rest of this holy month may be full of blessings for everyone <3

also, not the first time ive written for jjk but you all dont know that since ive never posted so first jjk work??

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

• he’s so excited like actually, its his first ramadan with you and he wants to make the most of it. he decorates the house with fairy lights and ramadan decorations saying he saw online how people do this stuff when ramadan starts.

• says he’ll stay up until sehri with you but you both end up falling asleep while you were telling him funny stories about your family and you during ramadan. always sneaks sweets during sehri saying he needs that extra sugar to work him through the day.

• drinks an entire gallon of water 2 minutes before sehri ends ‘just making sure i’m not thirsty during the day’ he says as he almost chokes on all that water he’s consuming.

• he feels the burn, like my man is struggling but he’s trying his very best. the first few days are the hardest for him as he’s not used to fasting so if his stomach rumbles he justs tells it to shut up. checks time every five minutes to see if its time for iftar yet.

• whenever you’re reciting Quran, he sits near you and listens attentively. he adores it when you recite it out loud, it always calms him.

• punctual with his prayers, period. makes wudhu before every prayer but when he finds out its not obligatory, he definitely tries to keep his wudhu until isha prayer and as soon as he’s done, he makes a dash for the toilet.

• if any of his students ask why he’s fasting, he’d give an elaborate explanation of what ramadan actually is and why its so important for muslims. theyre so fascinated by the concept that they try fasting with you both for a day.

• he always helps you with iftar, no matter how busy or tired he is. helps you clean up after and you both take turns to do the dishes everyday

• if you say youre gonna pray 20 rakaat for taraweeh, he’ll definitely do the same like he’s committed and actually does it until you see him limping out of the masjid.

• wore his nike air force to masjid once and got them stolen. he was baffled like ??? why would someone steal slippers of all things?

• he thinks jam e shireen vs rooh afza debate is pointless. when he tasted both of them, he decided he’s a jam e shireen person through and through. he’d fight with anyone over this

• tries to not hover all over you during the day when youre fasting but after iftar, he loves cuddling with you <3

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

its kinda short but my brain’s not keeping up with all the bio chemistry ive been doing so this is it for now :> i might make eid headcanons

[the-s1lly-corner]

hi! Hooe ur having a good day so far ;)

if its not a big thing to ask, could you do the TADC crew with a s/o who has a really big sweet tooth? Like they dont need to eat, but anytime something slightly sweet is presented they always eat it no matter what? Thank you!

TADC cast x a reader w/ a sweet tooth!

yipee third request of the day! just got 13 more then im all caught up!! thinking about it more i might reopen requests day after tomorrow, if i finish all the current requests today!

CAINE:

congrats! there isnt a better source of sugar in the digital world than from the tooth man himself; bro literally pulled a cake out of thin air youre set for life if you want to eat treats! i like to think he would make a mental note of what sweets are your favorite and for what reason; taste, texture, smell, stuff like that

i personally hc that since caine is an ai he cant really taste, at least not in the same way we can, so bonus idea, imagine describing what things taste like to him, ,i think thats cute

POMNI:

when you told pomni that you had a sweet tooth, she assumed that you had a normal sweet tooth; as in you simply liked having a little treat here and there. imagine her shock when caine promises sweets as a reward for completing an IHA and you end up going full ham trying to secure the reward. maybe its because your sweet tooth is that intense, or maybe you havent had many chances to indulge since entering the digital world... whatever it may be, i think pomni would give you her candies and treats; she seems like a more bitter flavor enjoyer

RAGATHA:

writing her part first because i just got struck with an idea but imagine the two of you baking something together; bonus you keep trying to eat the stuff before its fully done (ex. you keep eating some of the frosting before it can be put on a cupcake or something). she playfully swats your hand when you try to snag more of whatever you're baking together. gives an apologetic look; would the treat not be better when its complete? come on reader, practice patience!

thats another idea for a real world au thing with ragatha, you two running a little baking business; i think that would be cute

JAX:

you guys fist fight over a bag of sour patch kids sorry i dont make the rules. i hc that jax has a huge sweet tooth, especially for sour candies. so uh, if you like sour candies youre going to have to make a stash... but considering jax has keys to some peoples rooms, you might wanna be smart about it... will share his candy with you if youre feeling extra bad one day, though

KINGER:

sweets, a loving partner, and a cozy pillow fort. does it get more comforting than that? okay maybe it can, if you pair a cup of hot coco with your cinnamon roll, but hey! side note, we see kinger sitting at the table at the end of the pilot... with food... so like.. how does he eat? does it just clip through his face? did he only get food to be polite? now i have a few questions... i dont think kinger would be a huge sweet fan; not really craving sugar that often... i think he would be a spice lover, though, this man would love himself a spice cake me thinks

ZOOBLE:

also not a particularly huge sweet fan, but i think similar to jax they would love sour candies. unlike jax, though, they wont go snooping around for your stash, though! probably snags stuff from the common areas if caine has like a communal candy store in the circus, or if not... stares at jax. you WILL hear from them if you leave your candy wrappers around though!

GANGLE:

speaking of candy wrappers, i think gangle would keep them! gives them a use; depending on what kind of material they are or like... if theyre foldable (think like a gum wrapper) she makes little pieces of origami for you! hearts, frogs, flowers, things like that! sometimes gets you some candy so she can get the wrappers. also likes how the crinkling feels n sounds!

[gashotbox]

I know that this is not a respectful thing to do, and I actually would never do to anyone, but I was thinking about waxing with laser or not, and farting while someone is waxing your ass, near your asshole... And then you simply fart on their face and they can't complain - actually they can, but let's imagine a scene that they can't complain, and they just have to endure your gassing fumes. And you can also blame the pain your feeling with the process, or the position your are, holding your ass cheeks apart and pointing to the air your butt...

And now we have a whole lot of things that can happen after...

You can tell them it's hurting and then they just start massaging and kissing your asshole and cheeks, trying to ease the pain, while you just blow your farts on their face...

OR

They can get really mad about it, and simply at YOUR face and fart during all the waxing session, just to teach you a lesson...

OR

You can be really bad and simply shove their face in your ass and tell them your paying for the service, so they shouldn't complain about anything...

OR...

Ok, maybe I got carried away, but that's it

And obviously these are just fake scenarios, that just works on imagination , cause no one should be disrespectful with anyone in real life... But imagining it, oh, it's a little hot, right...? Do you want me to shave your ass, babe? 😏 /j

and it's cute how they try to keep it professional, even if you're so goddamn hairy they can't even see your asshole behind the jungle of curls rimming your pucker. yet. not even when it splutters open and sprays a rancid one right into their face.

it's adorable how theyre still fighting to treat you like their darling customer, as if you don't keep grunting and pushing out steaming farts into their mouth. the tuft of your asshole hair puffs with each expulsion — brushing their nose as you buck your hips purposefully. you can feel their fingers trembling while they spread your fleshy cheeks apart, knowing full well they could let go and stop getting a face-full of your radioactive gas but they don't, because they pride themselves on their impeccable customer service and they're not about to stop now.

not even when you abruptly back your hairy hole up against their face and let the real bubblers fly out. deep, guttural rippers that come right from the pits of your stomach — droning on for several seconds and flecking their cheeks with wetness. they start hacking, coughing, turning to the side — and that's when you grab the back of their head, shove their face into your plump, swampy ass and let them know how to serve you for real.

[taylormarieee]

IDK IF YOUR REQUESTS ARE OPEN, BUT I HAVE AN IDEA!! WHAT IF THERE WAS A READER THAT LIKE WAS IN THE CIRCUS?? LIKE THEY DONT HAVE TO BE A RUNAWAY BUT LIKE THEYRE IN A CIRCUS, AND LIKE LUKE GOES TO THE CIRCUS THAT THEY ARE IN AND LIKE IDK HES ON A QUEST OR SMTH AND IDK IDK. AND I DONT HAVE ALL RHE DETAILS BUT THEY COULD GO BACKSTAGE OR SMTH 🤭😏 AND THEN THERE COULD BE FLUFF AT THE END?? ILYYY

- 🪰 (a simple fly on the wall 😗)

LMAOOO! This was too cute, I love you too! You are my slutty little fly on the wall pookie! Ofcc I have a idea of what your trying to go with and I got you babes. Can be found in my masterlist as "Daredevils and One night stands"

You were an acrobat. You did cool tricks and were very flexible. You enjoyed working at the circus. It brought you peace and made your blood run hot in your veins.

Everybody called you a daredevil, sometimes even a clown with the stuff you did. You were a goofball and goofed around everyday. Playing with your life on that tightrope. But you didn't care.

Not one bit. It was exciting for you, not fearful. So when you had your next show tonight you decided to be extra dangerous. You decided you were going to walk on the tight rope with fire.

"Are you ready?" Your partner for the stunt asked. You gave him a big smile and nodded. "Hell yea I'm ready!" You say juggling both the unlit torches in your hand.

What you weren't expecting was that there was this fine ass boy in the stands that you could see from backstage. He had a scar on his eye, black curls, and the most beautiful smile you've ever seen.

His lips so full and pink, and god you wanted to suck on them all night. His jawline was immaculate and his facial features were just god like.

As if Zeus crafted him himself. You stared at him and soon he looked in your direction and made eye contact. You smiled and waved and he smirked and waved back.

'God what the hell were you doing'. You internally face palmed and rolled your eyes. You heard someone call your name. It was jake, your partner for the stunts.

"Ok so after the clowns go, we go up there and close out the show. You'll be balancing on my shoulders while I walk and you hold the fire. Your then going to flip the torches in the air, do a handstand on my shoulders and then I will catch the torches, got it?" He asks with a savage smirk on his face.

"I was born ready baby!" You laugh as you two do your signature handshake before preparing by getting dressed and getting your props ready.

After the show your met with everyone backstage, each and everyone of you congratulating each other on a great job.

You tie your curls up into a bun and make your way to your dressing room. On the way there your stopped by the same cute boy that was in the audience.

'How'd he get down here?' You thought. "Hey, I'm Luke and I just wanted to say your performance was bat shit crazy, but I liked it." He says with a charming smile.

You get to see his features up close and damn was he fine. Sexist boy you've ever seen. His scar looks so much better up close and his plump lips are so pink.

His smile is amazing with pearly whites radiating and shining under the dim light.

"Hi, uhm thank you! I am a bit of a daredevil so you know... Would you like to come in?" you ask with a polite smile on your face.

He nods and you look down at his lips with a smile. 'God I wonder how his lips would feel on my pu-' You shake your thoughts away before they get too far and open the door to your trailer.

He lets you go in first and then he goes in and closes the door. 'Wow hot and a gentleman!' You thought.

"Welcome to my humble abode. Hope you like it." You say with a laugh. He chuckles with you and sets himself down on the couch.

"I usually don't allow people in here, especially strangers but for you I've made an exception." You say walking to the mini fridge to grab a soda.

He gets up and comes up behind you. You don't feel his presence at first until you stand up back still faced him and you hear his voice.

"Glad you did. Wouldn't have gotten to meet the girl I've been feigning for all night." He whispers as he wraps a hand around your waist.

Your eyes go wide as you spin around noticing he's pinned you against the counter. You gulp and put the two soda's you pulled out on the countertop.

"I-Is that right... h-how lucky am I." You say nervously as his eyes rake over your body like a scanning machine. His eyes are darker than before and he looks intrigued yet intimidating. Your a lot shorter than him so he towers over you extremely.

"Wanna make you scream for some odd reason. Like I'm addicted to you and I need you. So why don't you be a good girl and bend over so I can beat that pretty pussy up hm?" He says lowly. His voice demanding and seductive.

You obey and bend over against the cold countertop and let Luke rip off all articles of clothing that belong to you.

You whimper out at the feeling of his fingers sending small light smacks to your ass. He rubs his fingers along your pussy lips and gathers all your wetness before trailing his fingers up to your clit.

He rubs his fingers in a figure 8 motion sending waves of pleasure through your body.

"Oh f-fuck Luke! Right there, that feels s-so good, mhmm!" You whimper out as your eyes roll to the back of your head.

"Ya gonna cum baby? hmm? Just off my fingers? How pathetic." He degrades. You whine as your thighs shake. He's knuckles deep and your begging for a release.

He pulls his fingers out and licks them clean before you can even feel the sweet sensation of your release. "Ohh Luke c'mon! Pleasee!" You whine out hearing him chuckle behind you.

"Oh come on princess, you don't even know me. You want this badly huh?" He says chuckling at how desperate you are.

"Well it's not my fault," you starts as you turn to face him pointing your finger in his chest. "You came in my trailer, touching on me and getting me riled up saying how you wanted to pound my pussy. So live up to what you said and fuck me!" You say in aroused frustration.

The need to cum getting to your head and making you dizzy. He smirks and bends you over. He runs his lengthy, girthy cock through your soaked folds and you whimper.

“Gosh just put it in alre- ahhh!” You cry out as Luke thrusts his cock inside your tight walls.

His thrusts hard and fast as he rams his big fat cock in you.

“yea? Hmm? Shut you up real quick! Like this dick in your walls baby?” He says with a smirk on his face.

you whine out moaning at the feeling. You claw at his bicep feeling the muscle flex under your fingertips.

“ahh gon gonna cum Lukey, I’m gonna cum so hard! Can I cum please?” You beg feeling your orgasm approaching faster than you thought.

He chuckles darkly behind you and before he can even answer your door flies open causing Luke to pause his abuse on your cunt as he looks at the door revealing your stunt partner standing there in awe.

Your eyes wide as you freeze as you’ve just been caught having sex in your trailer by your best friend…

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A/N: part two???? Hope yall enjoyed! mwah💋

[blackdollette]

sub danny and sub reader :( desperate for pleasure, reader humping his thigh until danny just says "fuck it... get on me, hon" and she does. hops right on his dick and riding him, the two exchanging sloppy kisses. i luv sub x sub stuff

a tear just ran down my leg.

"but baby, it feels so right." | dan cooper

breaking my heart. - lana del rey

sub!female!reader x sub!dan

contents: thigh riding, unprotected sex (use a condom, yall.), creampie, slight overstimulation, squirting

you two had been going at it like rabbits for hours, to the point where both of you were just little whiny messes. you were perched on his thigh, rubbing your sore, wet pussy on it. your knee was in between his leg, nudging at his painfully hard cock every once in a while.

you and him were trying to see who would break first from all the teasing, the loser would be forced to wear a vibrating buttplug for an entire day. neither of you was opposed to the idea, but you just werent ready to quit yet.

you started bouncing on his thigh, whimpering at the feeling of your clit rubbing against him. dan's breath was coming out in quick, short gasps. it took everything in him to not lose control of himself right there.

his breath got shakier by the second, desperately needing to feel you around him. he started imagining your warm, tight little pussy squeezing the life out of his raging boner. he looked down, his eyes staying glued to your hips as they moved against his thigh.

you were beginning to grow needier, feeling yourself about to break. you needed to be filled with his cock. you wanted your insides to be intruded by him. you started moving faster, causing more friction on dan's clothed bulge. a low groan escaped his throat as his cheeks flushed.

you were almost at your breaking point, wanting to cum so badly. you were about 2 seconds away from begging him to let you ride him, but he beat you to it. dan's voice was shaky as he spoke. "fuck it... c'mon baby... p-please ride me... i-i... i need it s-so bad..!"

you nodded your head frantically, wanting to feel him almost as badly as he wanted to feel you. in an instant, his hands flew to his zipper, undoing it quickly. he pulled his erection out, which was swollen and red like it was angry at you for teasing it for so long.

you pulled your panties to the side and lowered yourself onto his cock, a loud whimper exiting your lips. dan's chest rose and fell as he finally got to feel your tight walls clenching around his length.

your eyes immediately filled with tears as you felt so full. "m-mh... so big..." you whined. dan put both of his hands on your hips, gripping them firmly. "c'mon baby... p-please... i need to feel you..! i-i... i want you so fucking bad!" he said as his body shook with desire.

you started bouncing up and down on him, your body feeling overwhelmed from being so filled up. dan pulled you close to him, landing an open-mouthed sloppy kiss right on your lips. your tongues danced together as you moaned into eachothers mouths, you picking up the pace as you rode his throbbing cock.

you or him occasionally pulled away from the kiss, gasping for air before immediately reconnecting your saliva-covered lips with one another. you intentionally clenched your pussy around him, making him let out a high-pitched moan. a few tears rolled down his red cheeks as the feeling of you on top of him became too much for him.

he lets out a choked sob and a few hiccups as he filled you up with his hot, sticky cum. you cried out as you felt it hit the deepest part of your pussy, feeling it dripping out of you and you continued to ride him, getting faster and faster.

cum started dripping out of your pussy, down his cock and onto the bedsheets. staining them with your liquids. dan's hands quickly flew to your bra, ripping it off of you. he looked at you with big, pleading eyes. "p-please... lemme suck on them. t-theyre just so pretty..!" he whined, holding your tits in his hands.

you nodded as you struggled to keep your composure. dan took one of them in his mouth, harshly sucking on your nipples, making a little squeak come out of you. you started rolling your hips on his cock, making him toss his head back as his lower body started to tremble.

"f-fuck..! d-do that again!" he said between choked sobs and hiccups. you continued to do it as your clit started to heat up. dan moved his hand down and started rubbing it quickly. your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt the familiar knot in your stomach.

"s-so close..!" you rode him even faster, the room filling with the sound of your skin slapping. he pulled you in for a big kiss as you hit your orgasm. you sobbed as you lifted yourself off of his cock, squirting all over him. he was rubbing your clit with one hand and jerking himself off with the other.

you lowered yourself back onto it as he cum once more, feeling all warm and full. you were both panting and gasping for air as you came down from your high. dan's hair was dishevelled, and your tits were covered in red marks. he pulled you in for one more big, sloppy kiss before you chuckled softly.

"i guess we're both gonna have to rock those buttplugs, huh?" you laughed softly, dan immediately joining in. "yeah, but i call the red one." he said before pulling you down onto him, fully embracing this moment with you.

author's note: this request got me feeling some type of way. 10/10. please keep more coming, theyre so much fun to do :))

[sneezeshame]

people mouthbreathing when sick is so so underrated. like nobody wants to breathe through their mouth, its so uncomfortable especially when someone is sick and their tonsils and throat are all sore and red, but theyre just so stuffed up, their nose is dripping so bad, blowing repeatedly at first gives their poor head a bit of an open airway first for a half hour, then for a few minutes, then only for a few seconds until the snot solidifies and their sinuses are too swollen to function.

maybe they can pull a little air through their nostrils but it’s just not enough, or it makes a squeaking or gurgling or whistling sound when they try, or they just can’t rely on their nose anymore with how inconsistent it is-- one minute plugged solid, the next minute running mercilessly on only the right side, the next minute sensitive to and prone to sneezing fits in changes of temperature, particulate in the air, humidity, perfumes. they have to pause to come up for air when they eat or drink, and then they sleep their jaw drops open a bit more and they snore louder than they ever do when theyre healthy. when they cough or sneeze, their lips stay parted, meaning they shoot their cold/flu/seasonal plague into the air through two orafaces instead of one, especially if theyre very sick and have given up on trying to contain it all.

it’s a sign their nose has officially lost all its function, be it for smelling or breathing, and they have to put in extra work to compensate for its current state as a useless weight on their face. if they go in public it’s clear that they’re not only sick, but also contributing to a perpetual cloud of germs around their head-- a walking biohazard. their lips get chapped and develop an inflamed, sickly line of skin between their mouth and the rest of their face. their words come out unable to travel through their sinuses at all, stuffy and an octave lower, and they have to pause to breathe during sentences, too, and lets not forget the constant thick sniffling to keep their nose from dribbling out.

a scarf pulled around it all in cold weather; hunched over a bowl of boiling water at a dining room table with a towel over their head; laid propped up in bed with the humidifier chugging on high a foot away, trying to ease steam up their nostrils and, more desperately, through their lips and down their aching throat. when they develop a cough, it rattles up their windpipe and out their already open mouth into the air. theyre so, so sick, so so snotty and congested, and they have to deal with it all on top of their temperamental sick nose flying into snotty sneezes and stuffy, aching head and teeth. they stuff tissues up their nostrils-- its not like they were using them, anyway-- and the ends move with their breath as they sleep the best they can on whatever severe cold and flu medication theyre on. little snorts and sniffles report their status.

they wake up feeling just as terrible in the early mornings after a night of spotty sleep. they dont want to stay home sick, but their throat is so sore they can barely talk, and their nose is insatiable as ever. them going outside like this again is a public health concern. heaven forbid their partner try to kiss them for a moment, just a moment until they need to come up for air again-- they’ll definitely catch their cold or the flu or whatever this is, or at least be subjected to their hot, sick breath laden with congestion, or if theyre unlucky, a full on nose-and-mouth sneeze directly in their face.

regardless, perhaps if they remind them how dry and unyielding the air outside is on their throat, they might consider the misery of it all and the perks of staying sick in bed to give their nose and throat a break. at least, theyll consider it.

[lady-margaret]

bridgerton season 3 episode 3 screaming thoughts (unedited)

this was marked mature for some reason so im reposting 🙃

this is a dream isnt it

okay not a good idea to watch this full volume without any headphones in a dorm building with relatively thin walls

OH ITS COLIN'S DREAM!!?!?!? i was rly counting on it to be pen's..... YES I WANT HIM TO BE AS DESPERATE IF NOT MORE THAN ANTHONY WHAHAHHSHAHS

bridgerton sibs dreaming about their future spouses lol ("anthony's night and day i dream of you" counts)

^ speaking of that i miss daphne

love seeing the bedrooms more and more

WTF HAPPENED TO HIS ARM HELP GREG PLSSS

hyacinth is rly gorg

why are the bridgertons so dumb and bad at

NOT acting suspicious "i slept so well... not even a dream" BUT WTF ARE U TALKING ABOUT WHAHDJSHDJSB

bridgerton blue is so pretty

COLIN STOP ACTING SUS he really is related to anthony and daphne jfc this FAMILY

OH hot air balloon thingy ive been hearing about

IM EXCITED FOR MORE LORD DUBLIN

pLS I WANT THE STIRLING COUSINS!!!!!!!!!!!

lady danbury and the queen: and iconic duo as always

o lord the featherington sisters are insane BWHAHAHAHHAH

URGH I AM LOVING ELOISE GOWNS THIS SEASON

ELOISE AND PENELOPE PLS BE FRIENDS AGAIN SOON IM GONNA START CRYING i hope pen gets to explain huhuhuhu

no dont go in there thats not a good ideaaa

wait theyre cute; theyre the cute couple, kathonys the steamy passionate couple, idk what to label daphne and simon

lord debling is so interesting i actually really like him so far

i love penelope in bridgerton blue

i love the subtle hints of book canon

franny's SO PRETTY how are all the bridgertons so pretty

a-holes, the lot of them also when am i gonna see more kate and anthony im starved

alice is so pretty

LOL colin YES!!! we want penelope to find a husband

BENEDICT PLSSSSSSSSSSSS i love him... im so excited for him to fall in love with sophie

"he's dead" HELP

okay debling is cool but a lil bit intense for me

“oh i would not tell him that"

cressida gaslighting herself to like lord debling Imao

the featherington sisters are hilarious; its really cute how they actually seem to like their husbands

hyacinth and gregory are becoming real faves for me

this is coling following pen around: 🐕

COLIN CALM URSELF o god hes down bad

u kno what i feel like cressida may end up with debling since colin will obviously end up with pen

O GOD WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH pennnnsndnbdnsjdn

colin ur so hot we all kno ur not looking at that damn balloon

where the hell are anthony and kate

HELP BENEDICTTTTTTT ur so cute poookie

eloise 😭😭😭😭😭😭

its giving same vibes as serpentine boat scene from szn 2 for some reason

colin ur so hot colin ur so hot

lol violet ur garden will soon be watered

are anthony and kate seriously on a honeymoon again WHERE ARE THEY

cressida and penelope vying for debling's attention is kinda entertaining

FRANNY RUN pls look for a scottish earl named john stirling ! he will make u happy while he is able to do so and he has a wonderful family! he has a cousin named michael who is great 😌

kate where are u

oh? WHATS UR NAME SIR IM TRYNA SEE SOMETHING IS UR LAST NAME STIRLING

i feel like benedict and his new paramour (okay her name is tilly) is gonna be a diff version of anthony and sienna in the way that it will kickstart his season (BECAUSE S4 IS GONNA BE BEN'S PLS)

debling is so wholesome OH GOD

DID HE JUST GIVE CRESSIDA'S LEMONADE TO PEN

dw cressida he could still b urs

AY ANTHONY MENTIONED now bring him out

АНННН MAMA VIOLET KNOW i just know she loves pen sm

o god colin colin calm yourself ur in a room FULL OF PEOPLE STOP IT colin colin calm down

OH HAPPIER THAN EVER ???????? ouch

[mugentakeda]

okay more runaway fire fam hcs

-zuko gets gift giving as a love language from ursa. ursa loves to go to the market after work and parooze. she loves finding shit that she thinks the kids would enjoy. knick knacks and shit. she has a fondness for earth kingdom jadeite.

-ursa gives zuko and azula little potted plants from the florist and tasks them with the assignment of taking care of them as long as they can. competition comes second nature to them, and its gonna be hard for her and lu ten to shake that off, but for now, maybe ursa can make a compromise by having them compete in nurturing. hopefully, what they learn from that will stick.

-when azula and zuko arent nosing around the town, theyre messing around in the surrounding forest. one day zuko wants to see if he can cross the water and explore air temples, but for now hes gonna scout the area. the amount of trees are good for practicing stealth, even if he doesnt have his dao.

-zuko finds a baby sparrowhawk-lynx with azula. they agree to take him home and work together to convince mother and cousin lu ten to let them keep him.

-ursa is dismayed at the idea of having any kind of furry animal around the house and getting fur on their clothes and rugs. she also swears that feline type animals all smell strange. lu ten is dismayed at the idea of having a lynx around the house because they get fucking huge. (he never makes the point that its a wild animal, and not a toy- because zuko and azula do have the discipline to care for an animal. and lu ten can trust azula to be able to defend herself and zuko if something goes wrong when he isnt around)

-they keep the sparrowhawk-lynx.

-they couldnt agree on a name for him so until they could they started calling him "Beast" in the meantime. unfortunately this ends up sticking so neither of them end up getting to pick a name.

-ursa takes all but two days to warm up to him because hes a cute little baby that likes to rub his head on her skirts. ursa is a weak woman to cute animals. she starts cradling him like a newborn and baby talking him. azula will not stand for both her AND zuko babying Beast. she keeps trying to train him to attack things or wrestle with her but he just crawls on her and licks her face.

-lu ten warms up to Beast as well but also treats him and talks to him like a human child. this is a problem because Beast is a sparrowhalk-lynx that can only understand basic words and not full sentences. so whenever lu ten tries to scold him for using their shoes as chew toys he just stares at lu ten blankly. pet idiot baby :(

-hot garlic chili oil and kimchi is something that has to be made in very large batches. theyve gotten used to the mild and savory flavors of earth kingdom style food but they also cant live without at least SOME spice. ursa is working on a whole section of her back garden that will be dedicated to just hot peppers so they dont have to keep buying it from the market

-nobody has a specific role or chore assignment in the house. they just do it as it comes. it doesnt matter who all does it, or how its done. azula likes washing dishes more than folding laundry, so zuko does the laundry with lu ten. but azula doesnt like doing dishes alone after curry dinners with their thick sauces that stick on the plates, so on those days, she splits it with ursa.

-lu ten has found the perfect spot in solitude to keep up azula and zukos training- up a tall rocky trail, near a cliff that faces where the sun rises.

-lu ten keeps azula and zukos lessons conjoined rather than doing it by skill level, because the ones lu ten took were different bending courses from the ones ozai had azula and zuko take, so its new material for them both. on top of that, lu ten has to also take the time to do life lessons with them too. instead of proverbs, lu ten prefers the approach of the way he best learns- making each lesson a group discussion. lu ten thrived in the court, and loved nothing more than waiting and listening, in order to dissect the natures of the councilmens hearts. open discussion is blunt and confrontational. lu ten likes proverbs, but doesnt see them as very effective when it came to foundational lessons. their vagueness leaves too much room for misinterpretation, and azula and zuko were never allowed to leave their parroting phase by ozai, so lu ten has to be very careful about what he says, lest he starts planting even more stupid shit in his cousins' brains without thinking.

[tenacious-world]

Hello!! Can I request a gn! reader who wants Leona, Jamil, Jack and Malleus's jacket since theyre cold?

Also could I be 🕸Anon?

OMG Yes, of course, You're my first request! Tysm! Leona Kingscholar You and Leona lay in the garden on the bench. He's lying on his back you on top of him his hands resting behind his head, and your head on his chest. It was pitch black, the perfect place for a good night's rest, you insisted that you guys go to his or your room but he insisted it was too warm inside. You glanced over at him, he seemed sound asleep. You had the urge to nuzzle up further into him for warmth, so you did. Not much later a gust of cold air goes by and you shiver. Causing Leona to shift from under you. Yuu: Listen, I know you wanna sleep outside but.. I'm cold, can we head inside?

Leona: No

Yuu: But Leona I'm about to get frostbite over here!

Suddenly Leona swings himself upwards without much warning, causing you to almost fall back onto his legs. Currently, you are on his lap, and he is squirming to take his jacket off. Once it is off he swings it around you pulling you to his chest as he lays back down. Now with his jacket draped over you and his arms wrapped around you, he closes his eyes.

Leona: Goodnight Herbivore.

Yuu: As much as I appreciate it.. what about my legs?

Leona: Don't complain.

You chuckle, and as the night goes on you feel his breathing turn heavy, and light snores can be heard. As you listen to his heartbeat your eyes close and soon enough you too fall asleep wrapped in his arms totally forgetting about the cold.

Jamil Viper

Jamil and you had grown up together, you were Kalim's sibling. Growing up you always did have a little romance going. You knew he hated Kalim but you guys never talked about it. You could relate. Shunned because he was there dear baby boy, and you, were you. Nonetheless, you loved him. One night you were walking down to the Scarabia dorm to visit Kalim and when you passed through the mirror you were met with an aggravated Jamil. Because of how fast he was storming through you had almost fallen back, but luckily he had grabbed your arm stopping you from falling. His face was red from his current anger, but faded as soon as you appeared, replacing the anger, with embarrassment.

Jamil: Yuu.. What are you doing here?

Yuu: Visiting Kalim, Jamil what's wrong?

Jamil:..

Yuu: You don't have to be afraid of talking to me, just cause he's my brother, Honestly.

Jamil didn't say a word, he was afraid if he said anything about Kalim, you'd shun him like his family did. After all, when working for a royal family one trains their child to be obedient and to only say what others want to hear. You want to break that habit and you want him to be honest with you because you love him.

Yuu: Come on I have something that'll cheer you up!

You said with a goofy grin, before he could say anything you grabbed his hand pulling him with you to Kalim's treasure room. You always thought It was stupid to have a room full of treasures in a dorm, did they never hear about a bank account?

Jamil: What are you doing? If you're trying to give me money Kalim already tried. I won't take charity.

He said with distaste. Him and his hot-headedness.

Yuu: No.. I had something else in mind

I said with a bit of a side-eye

Yuu: Carpet, c'mere boy!

You hear some clanging and coins falling and soon enough carpet is in front of you guys closing the space between the two of you rubbing on you like a puppy.

Yuu: OK that's enough! We're gonna go out for a ride ok?

Laughing and out of breath you all step out of the room. Carpet took It's position, and you got on.

Yuu: C'mon Jamil!

Jamil: Yeah, alr.

As Jamil got on you saw him smile. You both got settled and he had his arm around your waist. You guys took off and soon enough you guys were in the sky. The moon shone as the light lit up your features. You, staring off into the distance didn't notice as Jamil put his jacket over you. When you looked over at him and came back to reality you could feel the goosebumps.

Yuu: Thank you, I hadn't even noticed.

Jamil: It's alr, I know you.

He stared into your eyes tightening his grip on your waist.

Jamil: Yuu, You're so beautiful.

With his other hand, he put his hand on the side of your face guiding your lips towards his. That night you two shared a passionate kiss under the stars.

Jack Howl

You two were at The Octavia dorm eating from the new menu they had just come out with. After Jack took a few bites he pushed his plate back, wiping his face off with a napkin.

Jack: Not for me..

He was eating some kind of snail delicacy, that he was obviously not a fan of. And I was trying their new ice cream flavor, mushroom.?

Yuu: I think I'm done as well..

Unusually, it didn't taste bad but after the incident with Ace and Duece, I'll take my chances. After chatting a little longer he called for the check and Azul wandered over.

Azul: Done already are we?

He said as he looked at our unfinished food.

Yuu: It just, wasn't for us.

I said with a bit of sweat forming, I swear I could feel his gaze burning into my soul. Suddenly his complexion completely changed into a smile.

Azul: Sure, it's not for everyone. Worry not, all the money goes to me whether you eat it or not.

Yuu: Yeah..

We finished up paying for the check and wandered out. Once we got outside the cold air had finally hit us. My body immediately reacted and a shiver went down my spine. Jack must've noticed because he started taking off his jacket and handing it to me.

Yuu: But what about you?

Jack chuckled at my thoughtfulness ruffling up my hair.

Jack: The Savana Claw dorm gets really cold at night and with their strict workout schedule, I'm used to it.

Yuu: Well alright, thank you!

You put on his jacket, grabbed his hand, and put his hand in with yours in the pocket, and you guys started walking back.

Malleus Draconia

You were sitting in your room getting ready for bed when you heard a knock on the window. Startled you spin around wide-eyed. Only to find out it is Malleus. You let out a sigh of relief as you open your window stepping back to let him in.

Yuu: Stunataro, what did we talk about?

You look at him with squinted eyes.

Malleus: To use the door?..

Yuu: Yes malleus.

Malleus: But the window was on my way?

Yuu: You can teleport.

Malleus let out a low chuckle.

Malleus: Does it bother you that much?

Yuu: No..

Some blush rose to your cheek. In a quick motion, you saw Malleus take off his jacket.

Malleus: I am sorry child of man, it was inconsiderate of me to come in on such a cold night. I let in all the cold air.

He draped his jacket over your shoulders.

Yuu: Oh no! You misunderstand.-

Malleus: Well I must get going now.. I was hoping for a walk with you but maybe another night not so cold.

He planted a soft kiss on my forehead and instantly I felt warm.

Malleus: That should heat you up, for now, Goodnight, My child of man.

A/N: Welp that's it! I hope you enjoyed it.



[gabessquishytum]

so it is Victorian Rural New England and Morpheus was just struck with what the doctors,believe to be TB. They tell his family that what he needs is fresh air and peace and quit, and to send him to a small hunting town in Colorado. It won't cure him, but it's been known to ease the effects of TB and make it livable.

Morpheus goes, but his mother is convinced that it's not actually TB, but a vampire feeding off of Morpheus, and insists he takes a thing of garlic flowers with him for protection. He does, but gets rid of them on the train. His parents are eastern European immigrants, and while his father just wants the family to blend in with American WASP society, his mother keeps their orthodox and traditional roots.

When Dream gets to Colorado, things don't look better, and his doctor even says Dream needs a blood transfusion.

The treatment it's done at is a Catholic hospital (his mother would have a fit if she knew) and Dream actually starts feeling better. Many of his symptoms are going away and There's even some colour back in his cheeks. After recovering, he is sent to a hunting lodge where many of the residents are also eastern Europeans. So many of them follow the same customs as his mother for protection.

Dream on the other hand feels so good that he starts taking day trips to Denver where he meets high society folks, and Hob.

Hob and Dream are "of the same sort" and Hob begins to spoil Dream. He takes Dream to dinners and shows. Dream, who grew up with nothing but stories of wealth and luxery, is enammered by this man who gives it to him freely. Most people know theyre confirmed batchalors together.

As it turns out, Hob is from a city not too far away from Dream's farm. And then Hob says something that doesn't click with Dream. Hob said he moved there when it was still new. That wasnt possible sense the town was founded befor Hob's parents could have been born. The town had been there before the revolution.

Slowly, Dream starts to notice things that also seem off.

Apparently, Hob can tell Dream's getting too close to the truth because one night when Dream and him are leaving the theater, Hob pulls him down an alleyway. Dream tries,to fight and thinks Hob is going to drain him of his blood and leave him to die.

While Hob does drink from Dream, Dream feels less like it's to feed, and more like it's an act of lust from Hob. Hell, Hob has Dream pressed against the wall and has Dream's legs lifted up and around hob's hips while holding Dreams wrists down. It's a pretty sexy position to have your meal in.

Hob admits that he saw Dream one night while he was hunting and couldn't resist him. Dream never had TB just Hob drinking from him.

Dream is really only half listening because his lover has him like this, when before they could barely give each other a kiss.

Hob notices and explains the long term goal Hob had. He wanted to make Dream a vampire so he could forever have Dream's beautiful body. Dream gasps that he wants to do what ever Hob has for him. That he wants Hob to make him what ever he is. The transformation is orgasmic. When its over, Dream is looking up at his lover with a new thirst for blood.

As a bitch who occasionally looks like a victim of TB… I feel you Morpheus. I feel you.

I love the whole backstory you’ve got here, it feels like a real setup for a historical novel. I also love the inherent sexuality of turning into a vampire. It’s really fucking hot. Hob making sure that it’s a pleasurable experience for Dream, basically fucking him through it? Yes he’s technically taking something from Dream by feeding from him, but he barely even feels the pain or loss of blood. He’s just whining softly and grinding his cock in against Hob’s hip. God he’s so pretty, Hob could easily drink him dry.

But he doesn’t, not quite. He makes sure that instead, Morpheus drinks from him in return. Hob feeds his own blood between Morpheus’s pretty pink lips until he’s squirming and full and about to cum all over the inside of his pristine trousers. Hob is so pleased with his darling, his pretty little slut. Morpheus needs blood and he also needs to be fucked - it’s like Hob has trained that into him during their warped ritual. He’s desperate for it. And Hob is delighted with the monster he’s created. His beautiful Dream will live forever and Hob never intends to let him go.

[jadequarze]

I have so many thoughts about Imogen and BH being there for her

Fearne and FCG checking up before they landed. Ashton, who pick a specific drink catered to her and being a softie (Im love him) Seeing if shes playing or not, and joins both time.

What a treat to see Imogen and Orym looks at Chet and Launda (also Patè) plotting to cheat, shaking their head at the same time while playing a little game (I really, really love this part). Then, Imogen who is painfully obvious not in a good headspace (literally!!) Knowing full well that Orym can sense her even when invisible and she just told him that she needs to get fresh air, which he quietly acknowledges.

Chet telling her to that it'll be alright. Theyre here and tries to tell her to loosen up. Thinking that maybe a hot bath can help. The fact that Imogen was surprised and choked up for the kindness, nooo 🥺

Laudna, who picked a table thats relatively less crowded and checking in as well. Havent heard her call Imogen 'darling' for so long.