#this is not a permanent hair change I just love trying out hairstyles

[rozetheeuwu]

Okay last Christmas thing since my brainrot for these two is still going hard.

[dawnagustd]

hours || jjk

⇝ title: hours ⇝ pairing: jungkook x f!reader ⇝ genre: humor, i think? | neighbors to lovers | smut | implied unestablished relationship to established relationship ⇝ summary: You walk across the hall and visit your neighbor Jungkook every Wednesday to drink, chill, sing some karaoke… watch some Netflix. But you always end up wobbling back to your apartment after hours of doing all kind of unholy things. Not tonight. ⇝ rating: 18+ ⇝ word count: 3k ⇝ warnings: alcohol consumption | strong language | they’re both kind of bratty but cute | mentions birth control | pussy eating | edging | fingering | unprotected sex | pull out method | cervix touching/bulging | jungkook has a lip piercing and a septum piercing | uhh he puts his nose in her coochie lol | light tit slapping | teasing | throat grabbing | dirty talk | hairstyling (wink, wink) | missionary | cum shots | squirting | slight dom!jk | nipple sucking | breath play | crying | ass worshiping | aftercare | bam makes an appearance | naked jk… yes this is a warning and you will see why | i brought up BTR, i need to apologize immediately for that | discussions about relationships | i think that’s all

⇝ author’s note: she’s here, bitches!!!! lol thank you @m1sss1mp​ and @monvante​ for putting posters of this man all over my blog. this fic is for the both of you. thank you so much for holding my hand through it all. thank you @baljinciaga​ for beta’ing and screaming in the comments because you gave me the confidence to post this lol. listen, i’m rusty with the smut y’all so i apologize if it’s a mess. anyway, i hope you enjoy. this has been beta’d but there’s still probably some errors since i changed some things after it was beta read.

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“So are you spending the night or…?”

Jungkook props himself on his elbow so he can see you. He uses his fingers to comb some hair away from his face, revealing his flushed cheeks and a horseshoe septum piercing. Ask yourself how many rounds you’ve gone, and you wouldn’t be able to give an accurate answer.

You came over at six, had a beer, did some karaoke, showed him some shit you learned in twerk class, and as some as the Netflix intro came through the tv speakers, your clothes were scattered all over his apartment and your ass was in the air while Jungkook fucked up your guts.

This is kind of a Wednesday night routine for you two. Has been for a few months. You’re just vibing and having fun with your hot neighbor, nothing serious yet. Right?

“As much as I’d like to stay—”

“Pussy.”

Your mouth falls open.

“Excuse me?”

He giggles until you reach for his hair and tug on his strands. You slide closer, trying to intimidate him but he keeps teasing.

“You’re pussy. You’re tapping out,” he repeats.

You scoff. “Boy, I’ve never tapped out a day in my life. Get the fuck out of here.”

Your thumb wipes the little smirk off of his face, but it returns seconds later.

“Your dick isn’t that good. Humble yourself,” you joke.

His cocky ass knows you’re dickmatized, but you still won’t admit it. 

“Whatever. You know I’ve been holding back.”

“And who told you to do that?”

“You,” he answers. “Oh, Jungkook! Please, I’ll come!”

You smack his ink-covered arm drawing a chuckle from his lips.

“You’re so full of shit, Jungkook. Okay, let’s fuck again, and don’t hold back this time,” you request.

Jungkook begins shaking his head, laughing at your persistence.

“Love, the only one getting that kind of dick is my girl so…”

“So what are you trying to say?” you ask.

He shrugs. “You tell me. You know I’ve been trying to see about that.”

An eye roll from you follows his statement. “Whatever, I’ve already let you know how it is.”

“Yeah, but I wanna hear you say when you’re not stuffed with cock,” he gripes.

“Well, come here then. I’ll say it in your ear.”

You call him over using your finger, but he doesn’t move.

“You don’t know what you’re doing to me, love.”

You throw the covers off of both of you, kicking the comforter until your legs are free. Jungkook doesn’t move initially when you spread your legs. He stays in a sitting position, letting his hair fall in his face while he smiles menacingly. His Calvin Klein’s hug his thick thighs, creating creases in his flesh.

“Well, show. Teach me. Make me aware,” you tease, using your foot to caress his calf.

“Careful, baby.”

His throat growls those words, his voice dropping octaves so low your pussy clenches.

“Why? Tired, hm?”

“You know that’s not it,” he chuckles.

You’d be lying if you didn’t admit your pussy gets wet just looking at him. Imagine being hot inside and out. That’s Jungkook. A gentleman, and the cutest weirdo immediately after. The sex is just the cherry on top.

You two just clicked, and the rest is history. Whether you need someone to act an absolute clown with or someone to fuck your brains out, Jungkook is that guy. You can’t keep your hands off of him, and he can never resist the chance to slide his dick in you.

“I don’t. So make me understand.”

“Ai yi yi,” he sighs. Then he looks at you and shakes his head. “...so much attitude.”

“Fix it for me.”

Jungkook nods then swiftly pounces on you. You start giggling, knowing you’ve struck a nerve.

“You’re pushing it, you know.”

“I don’t care,” you retort.

Jungkook smirks. “Oh, you will.”

He lowers his body, leveling his face with your pussy. You can feel small puffs of air leave his lips and come in contact with your center. 

Jungkook brings two of his fingers to your entrance and prods teasingly, getting you riled up almost instantly. You grip the sheets and lift your lower body off the bed to chase his digits, but he doesn’t push in.

“Still wet for me?” he asks. Jungkook spreads your folds to examine your arousal, looking at you when he discovers that you’re soaking. “Damn, you are.”

The sound of your slick as your opening widens makes your cheeks burn with shame. You turn away, but Jungkook doesn’t like that.

“Uh, uh. You wanna get fucked, you gotta watch,” he says.

Reluctantly, you give him your attention and you immediately regret looking away. His messy hair and puffy eyes give you butterflies as you wait for his next move. You almost forget about how close his face is to your cunt.

Jungkook’s fingers slowly slip into your pussy. You gasp while they sink deep into your crevice. He knows the exact route and the perfect arch in which he must curl them to make your body quiver with pleasure.

Hearing your arousal filling the room entices both of you and Jungkook becomes eager to pick up the pace. Your hips buck and move in a circular motion to match his movements, creating a familiar build-up of pressure within your core. The sheets below you start to dampen from the juices dripping down your center.

“You’re so hot,” he whispers before he kisses your clit. “And you taste so good.”

Jungkook makes out with your bundle of nerves while his fingers pump in and out of your opening. His hair covers his face, much to your disappointment, so you gather it all and keep it contained in a makeshift ponytail. 

Now that his face is visible, you can see the way his tongue swipes your pussy each time his lips part. You moan his name, swelling him with so much pride he can’t help but smile briefly. His fingers slide out of you but only so he can kiss lower and fuck you with his tongue.

The deeper he enters, the more pressure his nose places on your throbbing clit. His septum piercing tickles your center as he rubs his face in your pussy, creating a pleasant sensation that penetrates your core. 

Quickly, you lose control over everything. You can feel your stomach tightening, hear your moans getting louder, smell the desire growing stronger but you’re unable to grasp the one thing you so desperately want. It’s so close, but then, Jungkook snatches it away.

“Fuck, you asshole!”

Jungkook suddenly stops just as you’re reaching your peak. He withdraws and leaves you a whining mess while he laughs.

“Oh, now I’m an asshole?” His smirk never fades while he removes his underwear and tosses them on the floor. “I think I’m a gentleman.”

He looks over at the nightstand and sighs defeatedly.

“Fuck, man.”

“What?”

“Out of condoms,” he mumbles. “I’m sorry.”

You shrug. “It’s fine. I’m on the pill. We’re good.”

“Are you sure? I can just finish—”

“No, just pull out, dude. I wanna get fucked,” you insist.

“Well, yes ma’am. You don’t have to tell me twice.”

Jungkook hooks his arms under your thighs and pulls you on his lap. He keeps one hand underneath your thigh while the other one grabs his dick. You prop yourself on your elbows and watch as he strokes his cock a few times, using your arousal for lubrication before he aligns with your center.

The tip probes your entrance until it’s nestled inside and he no longer needs to hold his shaft. He redirects his attention to your clit, and he massages your bud as he buries his cock inside of you.

“Shit!”

Your back arches and your fist punch the bed. Inch by inch he fills your pussy until he can’t fit any more of himself inside of you. The fullness you feel from his girth leaves you breathless and panting.

“Still so tight,” he whispers. “...feels so good.”

Jungkook hovers over you when you lie down again and kisses you, leaving the taste of your pussy on your lips. His tongue slips into your mouth and arousal coats your tastebuds. Your moans are muffled but are still clearly heard. His name escapes your lips repeatedly as you beg him to fuck you.

“Ready?”

You nod. “Yeah.”

Another kiss graces your lips and then another for your chest. He moves to your breast and does the same to your nipples, but envelopes the right one between his lips and suckles it tenderly. Your arms wrap around him to bring him closer as he starts nibbling your sensitive bud with his teeth.

He starts to move, setting a pace that has your toes curling instantly. You bury your face in his dark strands and beg him to keep going.

“Jungkook, please don’t stop. It’s so good.”

“I’m not,” he promises, sending waves of vibrations through your areola. His mouth feels so warm and moist against your skin. Hair raises along your flesh caused by both the chill of the room and Jungkook’s gentle touch. It’s a contrast from the way he roughly thrusts inside of you, but it’s the kind of fire and ice that has your body yearning for more. 

As if he can read your body language, he changes his position. A lewd noise pierces your ears when his lips release your stiffened nipple. The cold air makes your skin tingle due to the sensitivity and the presence of his saliva. 

Jungkook wraps his hand around your throat, forcing you to keep your eyes on him. His fingers comb his hair away from his face, revealing his flushed face, his pierced lip tucked between his teeth. The intimacy of the moment intensifies the pleasure growing inside of you, and your watery eyes begin to produce thick salty droplets.

“Feel good, baby?” Jungkook quizzes. “Does it really feel that good?”

“Yes, Jungkook. It…”

Your voice is so weak and raspy. You have difficulty speaking clearly, and articulating your sentences. Jungkook is very displeased.

“Speak up,” he requests. He slaps your tits, leaving you trembling and hanging on by a thread. Your pussy clenches around him, and he responds by squeezing your throat. “You feel that?”

You croak out a response. The best you can with your airways being constricted.

“Good,” he grunts. “That’s how my dick feels inside this tight fucking pussy.”

He loosens his grip and air finally refills your lungs, making you lightheaded. Your head starts spinning, your vision becomes blurry, and slowly the familiar feeling begins to form within your gut. Grabbing Jungkook’s arm, you try to warn him, but you are immediately dismissed.

“Nope. I’m not done.”

Jungkook opens your legs wider and his thrusts deepen. It’s like he’s trying to fit his entire dick inside of you, but each time he runs out of room. 

You can feel him entering your guts over and over. The blunt outline of his cock is faintly visible whenever it lodges itself in your womb. Your muscles clench tightly as you try your hardest to keep it together.

One thing’s for certain, he has been holding back. Now you’re addicted to this new side of him, and there’s no other way you want him to fuck you. It feels like no experience you’ve ever had; you can’t get enough, but your body can only take so much before you lose control.

“Ah, shit! You’re fucking tight.” Sweat drips from Jungkook’s forehead as he struggles to hang on. He’s drawing this out; savoring the moment just like you are, but both of you are nearing your peaks, and it’s only moments before you topple over the edge. “I want this forever.”

“You have it, though. I’m not going anywhere,” you promise. “I’m yours.”

“Oh, fuck.”

Jungkook’s movements stutter when he hears your voice speaking to him through your soft moans. Your words are like a match igniting a flame deep inside of him. He begins fucking you harder, like he’s on a mission to ruin you.

“Shit. Come on my dick, baby,” he moans, probably waking the neighbors. “Make a mess.”

At his command, your body gives in and chases the pleasure it’s been longing for. You scream his name like it’s the only word you know. Your soul leaves you lying on the bed and elevates to the ceiling, probably even further. You tremble and shake beneath him as the coil snaps inside of you, sending ripples of pleasure shooting through your veins.

Your arousal gushes out of you with enough force to push Jungkook’s dick out of you. He slaps your pussy repeatedly, milking you dry while he strokes his shaft. As you lay there, squirting out the last of your orgasm, you slowly return to your body, but you’re still basking in your post-sex daze.

“Flip over.”

Jungkook turns you on your stomach and straddles your thighs. He strokes his cock while he stares at your ass, still tender from all the spanking he did early. He slaps it with enough force to get a muffled moan out of you. Your head remains buried in the pillow because your body refuses to move an inch.

“Softest fucking ass on the planet,” he mumbles. “And all mine.”

You relax under his touch as his large hand begins to massage your flesh. You become more exhausted as the seconds tick by. Jungkook’s pants and moans fill your ears as he chases his high, and soon his breaths become shallower, indicating that he’s approaching his release.

“Fuck.”

Moments later warm droplets of his cum paint your ass while Jungkook cries your name. He plops on top of you, careful not to use all of his weight, and leaves kisses along your shoulder. When his breathing settles, he gets up and finds a shirt to clean your body. He covers you with the blanket when he’s done so you aren’t cold.

“Are you still with me?” he asks, and you giggle.

“I’m here.”

“Well, I wish you’d say something.”

When you turn your head in his direction, you find him standing there in all of his naked glory, his dick slowly deflating, but still standing at attention while he chugs down his leftover beer.

“Maybe you should drink some water,” you suggest.

He puts the mug down and raises a finger. “You’re absolutely right. I’ll be back.”

When Jungkook leaves, the door remains open and someone else enters the room moments later. You don’t even flinch when Bam jumps on the bed, claiming his spot at the end. You’re just glad he’s finally warmed up to you. At first, you think he was a little jealous, but you guess he realized that with you in the picture, he receives two times the love and attention.

Jungkook’s footsteps make their way down the hall and he’s shocked by the sight of his pup lying beside you when he enters the room. 

“I see you two have finally become friends,” he points out. He walks over to the bed and gives Bam some love while he whispers to him. “Don’t steal my girl, dude.”

You giggle and shake your head, as if Bam would ever leave his side. You’ve noticed that he has been more drawn to you lately, but you think it’s just him getting used to you being around. He knows you aren’t going to steal his dad from him, so now he’s more open to spending time with you.

“Did you bring me some water?”

Jungkook nods. “Of course.”

He gives you the water bottle and you sit up so you can drink some. Jungkook sits beside you and waits for you to finish. 

You know he’s about to ask you something, so you quickly gulp down your water to get it over and done with. 

On cue, he speaks.

“You still haven’t given me an answer.”

“Ah,” you sigh. “I don’t know, Jungkook.”

“That’s not an answer. I mean no is fine, but I just wanted some kind of idea about where this is going,” he states.

You’ve thought about it, and dating Jungkook isn’t a bad idea. You’re just nervous because this is going so well and you don’t want to mess it up. However, the advice your friend gave you a week ago still plays in your mind.

“If you really need more time, it’s fine but I feel like you’ve been holding back too. I want you in my life, Bam wants you to be his mom, and—”

“Jungkook,” you interrupt, fighting back a smile, but you fail. 

“What is it?”

You set your water on the nightstand and grab his hand. You absentmindedly trace his tattoos, while you talk to him.

“I’m nervous because I don’t want this ‘honeymoon’ phase to end,” you start. You can see his shoulders droop because he thinks this is bad news. However, it's not. “But every day we grow closer, so why should I let my mind prevent my heart from being happy?”

“You are so fucking trashed,” he blurts out. “Did I really fuck you that good?”

“Jungkook shut the fuck up. I was trying to be deep. Leave me alone.”

You try to turn away and go to bed but he pulls you on his lap.

“Hey, I’m kidding. That was cute,” he says. “I got it. You like me, and I like you. Let’s just continue to take it slow.”

“Thanks.”

“Mhm. But just so we’re clear, you’re my girlfriend now by default because we just… Well, you know.”

“I’ll be that,” you reply. “As long as you’re my… boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend.”

When Jungkook rolls his eyes, you erupt with laughter, knowing he doesn’t want to admit he likes BTR.

“Whatever, go to sleep.”

“In my bed, or yours?” you ask.

“Don’t start.”

You both snuggle together on the dry side of the bed while Bam snores peacefully at your feet. Jungkook hugs you from behind and the two of you slowly drift off to sleep.

“Goodnight,” you whisper.

But your boyfriend has already tapped out. Looks like you’re the real champ around here.

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[barcaavengers]

Relaxing || Neymar Jr. Imagine || Smut

Note: I am baaaack! The World Cup brought back my Neymar muse and apparently my writing muse. Let's see how long this lasts. This was supposed to end up with his injury but it ended up in smut so....I hope you enjoy it! I'm still rusty since this is the first Imagine I write since...maybe a year or so ago so I apologize in advance.

Tags: Mostly the people that liked my post about this...

@naishaaaaa @champagne-priincess @chrisjevanss @superghostcolorjudge @ilov3sluts @alien-han @hannahzmllr @sofia-123s-things @nobunagas-chatelaine @neffade (some people I was unable to tag for some reason?)

Warning: No plot. Just filthy, horrible smut.

"Get that off your mouth" you scold like a mother to her little kid for chewing on everything. 

"Hm?" But he doesn't look at you. 

"Stop" you tug on his necklace and he spits it out. "Doesn't it taste weird?"

"No…" he is looking at the TV and starts fidgeting with the blanket. 

"Hey," you call and he finally looks at you, "Talk to me."

"Just anxious…" he says with a shrug. He has been watching the replays of some of the games. The closer it got to his games in the World Cup, the more you felt him tense. 

He was still him. Happy, funny, charismatic, but you could see more ahead and notice his little ticks, like chewing on his necklace. 

You place your phone on the night stand and turn to him, reaching for his hand. "Relax, okay? You got this. Your team does." You kiss the inside of his hand and he smiles softly. "Don't throw the world over your shoulder, okay?"

"The fans are expecting so much, and look how things have gone so far…"

"Doesn't mean it would go the same for you guys" you point out. "Yeah, you don't have your bunch of old teammates but the ones you have are doing very well. That's what you told me. You are not the only player." 

"I know…" he runs his hand through his face and the other one tightens around yours. "I'm confident we can win, just not how they expect."

"If you can win, that's what matters" he smiles and tugs your hand so he is now side hovering on top of you making you giggle. "Just relax, baby. Stop watching those replays. They are tensing you" you squeeze his shoulder before running your hand through his hair. "No World Cup hairstyle planned at the last minute?" You tease, just to change the subject. 

"Nah. I think I am old for that."

"Ney, you are thirty" you glare at him. 

"Adult thirty."

"You are still a kid" you hit his shoulder playfully, and he acts hurt. "What? Did I hurt your muscle? Need some pain relief after that?" You joke. 

"Shut up" he playfully struggles to get on top of you, his hands reaching for yours as you try to push him off, but obviously you didn't want to. "Who is thirty now, hm?" He says while you keep squirming under him before he pins them above your head. 

"Youuuu" you drew out and his eyes squint as he laughs. 

God you loved to see him smile and relax. You'd do anything to keep it permanent. 

"Hey" he calls after you two stop playing around. "I need to go soon." He brushes his nose against yours. 

Oh yes. Somehow he managed to sneak out of the team's hotel to stay at yours. 

"I know" you sigh and your bodies relax against one another. He shifts his weight so he is now resting his head on your chest and your arms go around him. "Remind me again how you will sneak back in?"

"Secret" he mutters as he snuggles. 

"Mhm" you hum and run your fingers through his hair. "I love you, Ney" you mutter, "Whatever happens…I'll be here" you assure him. You knew his little insecurity of not being good enough for someone to stay with him through everything. You wanted to assure him that you'd always be there. And he secretly loved it when you blurted it out of the blue. 

"Thank you, princess" you feel him smile and he shifts his weight and kisses the exposed skin of your chest. You were wearing a simple sleepwear dress with spaghetti straps, so they would slip around every now and then so he took advantage of it. "I love you too" he looks up at you.  

"Wanna play some COD to distract yourself?"

"Nah, I'll wait for the glitches to go away on the next update" he shrugs and then he looks at you, hazel green eyes turning dark.

Oh no. 

"No" you say firmly. 

"What?!" He sounds offended. 

"I know that look Da Silva. Answer is no."

"What look?!" He pretends to hide it, but he is getting a cheeky grin. 

"You know!"

"I swear I'm not doing anything! Just loving on my girl!" He says, yet his lips press closer to the top of your breast. 

"No!"

"Okay, then, why not?"

"We can't…before the match."

"Myth" he says and shifts so he is now facing you from on top. "You don't have to do anything. Just-"

"You have to go or it will get late" you have to be strong or this one can convince you to do anything. 

"It would help me relax" he grins, you glare at him. "You know that actually helps me" he says in his defense. And then he does the eye thing….those beautiful hazel eyes just shining…

"Okay but that's it. Nothing else. I'm serious."

"I know" he grins, pushing himself on his forearms to reach your lips and kiss you.

The way his lips moved against yours so softly was something you'd never get tired of. His lips enclosing around your bottom lip, his tongue peaking teasingly as he smiled. He knew what he was doing. 

One of his hands moves to cup under your chin, holding you in place as he deepens the kiss and his tongue meets yours and, the habit he had, of pulling away a few inches and licking your lips. Weird, but for some reason you found it…hot. 

He moves to your neck, kissing down with a little nip in a few spaces making you squirm. His hand on your neck drops to your shoulders, his fingertips brushing your skin as he pulls the straps of your dress down your shoulder so his next move was comfortable. He pulls down the front of your dress and looks up at you, his eyes finding yours. 

He pulls the front lower until one of your breasts is exposed. His thumb brushes against your nipple, tugging at it to get its attention. You bite your lip and he smirks before leaning down. His tongue comes out to flick on it, once, then twice, then repeatedly. Your fingers move around his hair soothingly, eyes closing to enjoy the feeling of his wet tongue flickering over your nipple, his hand moving to grope gently on the other one making you hum in pleasure. You feel him stop and your eyes flutter open enough to see him licking his own lips, looking up at you and shifting his body to the side before taking your nipple between his lips again. 

Your head falls back at the sensation,  feeling his lips suck on your nipple as he gropes harder on your other breast making you moan. The view of him with messy hair, shirtless and sucking on your breast was just a sight for you. You swear you could cum right there and then. He pulls away from that one, giving it a flick with his tongue to move to the other one. He let's go of your breast and slides his hand to your thigh, slowly pulling up the end of your dress and sneaking his hand into your underwear. 

His finger is quick to find your wetness and he grunts against your breast. He covers his index finger in your wetness before moving it to your clit and you gasp when he touches it. "Ney…" you breathe out, tugging slightly on his hair. He continues to move it around, playing with your wetness that was now starting to move down your thigh. 

"Shhh" he whispers. "I got you" and with that his finger slips inside of you and your lips part. His finger moves around slowly, massaging your walls and pulling out to collect some more. "So wet for me, princess…" he hums and pulls his hand out of your panties and brings his finger to your lips which you part to taste yourself. "Shit…" he grunts as your tongue moves around his finger. "That's my girl…See how good you taste…" 

He pulls his finger out and slips it in your underwear again, this time using two fingers to collect your wetness, but not without teasing you. He presses against your bundle of nerves and starts rubbing on it rapidly, making your hips buck. "Oh….yes…" you gasp and arch your back. 

"Come on, baby. Let me have you…" he whines. "You are so wet…" he slips his finger out again and puts it in his mouth, moaning around his finger and you watch him as he savors you. "So good…" You can feel yourself getting wetter by just looking at him. 

You shift your position so you are facing him since he is on his side, reaching between your bodies to reach for his hard on that was already poking on your thigh. He pushes his shorts down, raising his hips and tugging on them. "We have to be quick…" you rush. As much as you wanted to enjoy him, he had to be at the hotel at a certain time and it was already close. You didn't want to get him in any trouble. 

He reaches around your waist and grabs onto your butt cheek, pulling you close to him. You reach for your dress, trying to take it off by almost sitting up but Neymar had other plans. He reached for your waist and pulled you on top of him. "Better? That way I don't use too much energy" he winks at you. 

"You are unbelievable" you smirk and lean down to kiss him. Your lips moving against his plump ones in a heated kiss. His hands reach for your butt, running his hands around it before pulling on the hem of the dress and bringing it slightly up so it was exposed. He bites onto your lip before giving you a slap on your rear making your eyes widen. "Really?"

"What? This?" He slaps your rear again and you hiss, your heat now rubbing against his hard on through your underwear. "You love it", another one and your teeth catch the corner of your lip. You don't say anything, just move your body to the right position so you can start moving your hips against his own. Your forehead rests against his as you raise your hips and bring them down, repeating the movement back and forth.

Neymar didn't seem to find what to do with his hands. They were roaming all over your body, touching every curve, gripping on your waist as you moved against him, helping you move exactly the way he wanted to so you wouldn't tease. "Princess…" the way his voice sounded so deep turned you on. He holds your waist with one hand to stop your moves, using his free to move your underwear to the side. You fix your posture to sit on him as he uses the hand on your waist to hold his cock up so you could sink down. 

You take him in slowly, inch by inch, savoring how good the friction was of him as he slid through your walls. Your eyes were closed, lips pressed together, one hand holding yourself up on his chest and the other one holding your hair back. A grunt leaves his lips once he is, and you both stay still for a moment. 

Neymar lets your dress drop and reaches for the hand on his chest, interlocking your fingers together and reaching for the other one, doing the same. Your hips start moving slowly forward, his hands steadying you as you do. His hazel green eyes looked at your body with lust as you moved on him. 

And damn did he look so good like this. His skinny arms extended out to you as he held your hands, his hips swiftly moving every now and then searching for that spot that he knew would make you reach your high faster. He just knew your body. 

And you knew his. You know how much he loves when you leave a trail of kisses starting from his neck down to the waistband of whatever he was wearing. His earlobe was a weak spot for him, even with his earrings, you'd bite and tug at it and he would let out a soft moan that would drive you crazy. 

You start bouncing on his lap. Every sit down echoing through the room, and it drove you to cloud nine when you closed your eyes and focused on it. He lets go of your hands and reaches for your hips, helping you move as you use your knees to push yourself up, throwing your head back as your boyfriend found the right spot. 

"Right there?" He asks and you can only nod your head, running a hand through your hair to push it back, the other one searching for the hem of your dress and once it does you pull it off, Neymar helping. Then in a matter of seconds, you are on your back, Neymar pushing deep into you and staying still as he moves to rest on his forearms. "Hey."

"Hi" you grin and he chuckles. He kisses your forehead, then the bridge of your nose before snapping his hips against you hard and you gasp. "Fuck…" 

"I know, baby" he mutters, his hand reaching for your hair and pulling at it harshly making your back arch as he starts setting the pace. Your legs were wide open to have him in between and the way he was positioned was making your joints burn a little, but it was a different kind of burn. The way he slid in and out of you due to your wetness was giving him all the green lights to thrust into you from any way he wanted. 

He sat up and pulled you closer by your legs so you were almost resting on his. He held onto them and started thrusting again making you moan louder in pleasure. Your body felt on fire as he did, no matter how hard he pulled at your hair when he thrusted. He knew you liked it anyway, and he never pulled hard enough that you couldn't handle.

One leg he moves to rest on his shoulder, he moves to hover over your other one before thrusting quickly into you, his eyes closing as he licked his lips. "Don't stop…" you pant as you start feeling yourself tighten around him and feeling that familiar throb. His hand reaches for one of your breasts, holding onto it as he continued his moves. Your back arches when he starts playing with your nipple, tugging and running his forefinger around it. 

Your own hands are holding on to the side of his thigh while the other one tugs at the bedsheet underneath you. "You close, baby?" Neymar asks between breaths and your head nods. He stops his moves and quickly changes positions, hand on your waist and he moves you so you are laying upside down, your knees moving under you before Neymar positions you. He could be bossy without saying anything, he would just handle you and place you however he wanted. 

Your boyfriend finds his rhythm again while you are trying your best to hold yourself up, and he was holding you by your hip, but his thrusts were too powerful, even making the bed squeak under you. They were turning erratic, his groans getting mixed with your moans as they got louder when he found your spot. He took advantage of it and repeatedly reached it, changing the angle for it. "Fuck!" You couldn't hold back the curses coming from you at this point. Your walls tighten around him, feeling his cock throbbing against them. He pushes you so you are laying down flat, you feel him lay on top of you as he keeps his movements. His tongue runs on your neck before biting at it and kissing it, then your earlobe where he whispers between pants how good you are taking him and that he was close with that tone filled with lust. 

A few more thrusts and your toes are curling when it is too much, knuckles turning white from holding tightly onto the sheets as you find your release with a cry of pleasure. One of his hands gives up and lands on top of yours, holding tightly on top of it as he gives you a final thrust and you feel his warmth inside of you, his moan going right into your ear. 

After a few seconds, he kisses under your ear and chuckles. "So much for not using too much energy, huh?" You tease as your face turns to the side. 

"You said we had to be quick, you were teasing" he kisses your cheek before raising himself from on top of you and sitting up, smacking your rear before rolling off. 

"I was not" you say defensively as you turn on your back and push your hair off your sweaty face. 

"Yeah yeah" he mocks as he holds his hands out for you. "Need help getting up?" He gives you a side smirk and you fill your eyes before taking his hands and he pulls you up, quickly bending down to pick you up. "I can't see you tomorrow" he says as he carries you to the bathroom. 

"Glad we got that clear" you nod your head. 

"Or maybe I could just-"

"No. No maybes" you say firmly.

"Fine" he puts you down in the shower before turning on the water, which came out as cold as the Arctic.

"Neymar!" You gasp and he just laughs before you take his hand and pull him to you. 

He is laughing and squirming, trying to get away from the cold water and reaching to change it but between your fits of laughter he couldn't. And that was enough for you to know that you have distracted him and that he was letting go of the tension, and you wish to keep it that way. 

[colourstreakgryffin]

Hey, I am 4 months clean of self harm, and I know it may not seem very big, but it's very huge for me. I recently read your post with Academy Au! Obanai and the reader being his favorite student and I was wondering if I can request the same au with Obanai finding out the reader self harms and helps her to get clean?

If not please ignore, and I am so sorry if I requested something you do not do

Omfg. I’m so sorry! No, it’s so big! I’m so glad that you’re okay now, darling! I will always do this for representation of the ones who have suffered. Please keep it up, darling. I am sending you all my loves!

Iguro Obanai- Sheathed Blade

Obanai always suspected something was off with the way you purposefully hid your wrists and arms from him. Even in the hottest weathers, you refused to take off your uniform jacket and he could actively see you suffering the effects of the heat. Obanai was curious on what was going on but he didn’t want to pry into your personal life

Rather, you be his favourite student or not. One that he helps with his subject Chemistry the most and he grown to truly appreciate your upbeat, sweet personality. Such respect and competence is very rare for his classes and he wants to help you graduate to the greatest of his ability

Obanai, out of pure respect for you, decided to try his best to ignore your arm-covering habits in assumption that you had some uncomfortable scars from your childhood you didn’t want to show. He could relate to that concept and view so he just went under that image without asking you

However… that would change permanently when you approached him during lunch

On the near end of the lunch hour, you knocked gently on the chemistry lab’s closed doors where Obanai examined through the big piles of tests for his three classes. The man flinched in irritation whilst Kaburamaru curled around from laying his cold scaly head on Obanai’s warm fluffy black hair. The snake’s bright red eyes glared at the door, making out your shape as Obanai followed his dear friend’s

Obanai recognises that stiletto, that hairstyle from anywhere as he slowly rises from his chair and approaches the door with a rather bland expression. That expression shifted to extreme concern when he heard your voice… not speaking. No. Crying. He practically tore the door open to meet your eyes. Your hands covering your face as you sobbed through your palm’s skin

Obanai didn’t hesitate to bring you into his classroom as he knew well he was the only teacher who would hear you out at this time with every other being pre-occupied with their own duties or others being far too cruel. Obanai was your favourite after all and you trusted him, all the leaps and bounds he took to make sure you would get a good grade in both chemistry and every other of the Academy’s subjects

He was the only adult you could turn to for help with your problem… your horrible problem

As soon as the door shut, you wrapped your arms around Obanai’s waist and cried heavily into his stomach. It felt strange, like a brick wall but you didn’t really care, you just wanted comfort as you felt immense guilt and anguish for your actions flood in. You can’t take this anymore… you need help and you knew it. You just couldn’t help yourself with your habits

Cutting

Obanai didn’t even hesitate to hug you back as his arms comfortable wrap around you, a hand climbing up your back to stroke through your hair before he spoke in a soft, comforting tone. “Dokusha… what’s wrong?”

Even from behind that surgical-like mask, you could just feel his affectionate smile for you. He felt a strange daughter-like bond to you, he wanted to protect you so anytime the students of his class tried to call you a ‘teachers’ pet’

He lashed out at those pairs of useless blood sacks with not a single thought to make sure you could continue to work in safety. You deserve respect and care, no matter what. “I-I-I-Iguro-sama… I-I need help! P-please! Help! H-help me!” You sobbed and hiccuped through your words, your poor bright eyes faint and the puffy redness cracked his heart apart

“Talk to me… I’m here”

“I-Iguro-sama… I-I need help…”

You whispered back on a helpless voice as you untangled your arms with a pained flinch and hesitantly revealed your wrists once you pulled the double-layers of your skin. Obanai’s heterochromia of turquoise and yellow widened in horror at what he saw… he should have pried into your problem sooner, how could he wait for so long?!

Cuts… so many cuts down your skin. Bleeding cuts at your arteries… the blood stained your uniform sleeves a bit… no bullies would do this. You did this… you’re harming yourself?!

Obanai didn’t dare to touch your wrists as you continued to cry helplessly. The amount of courage you had to reveal yourself to him; he was so proud and so happy that you showed him, he must help you under every circumstance as he smiles softly at you, his mask hid that gesture but his gorgeous mismatched eyes sparkled with a needed comforting warmth that crashed over you

Obanai gently took your smaller hands in his, making sure your eyes met his. Your vision was blurry and full of tears as he spoke in such a gentle voice and so carefully, as to not make you feel any more further shame in yourself. Kaburamaru hissed and slithered towards your face through a smoothed wave in the air, the snowy white serpent wanted more than anything to lick your face to comfort you

And needless to say that after this little event. Obanai did and he almost sacrificed his job to make sure you would recover, brought you to the attention of Lady Amane, spent hours talking with your parents, rearranged a therapist for you and had you stay inside his classroom for the whole day. Just so he could watch over you and protect you further

“Don’t worry, Dokusha… I will get you help, I promise you’re not alone. I will protect you but please… give me the blade you used”

[marypsue]

Your lost boys post on costumes made me wonder would they even cut or dye their hair? Oh, what about tattoos? Piercings? I always assume whatever they do to themselves would be permanent cuz being dead would mean not being able to grow out their hair again. Though I guess with hair dye they wouldn't have to worry about touching up the roots. lol

It's interesting, because the movie goes out of its way to not say anything about how old the vampire characters are or what their pasts were like or who they were before they were Lost Boys, so like...it is not inconceivable that all four of them had those haircuts prior to undeath. (It is not inconceivable that they've all, like, been vampires for a year or less prior to the Emersons coming on the scene. This isn't the implication that I get, but it would be a very funny way to interpret the movie.)

If you assume that they've been undead for longer than about six months, though, which I feel like the movie wants you to do, then it makes sense to me that none of them would have gone full mullet if there wasn't an option to change that hairstyle without having to lose the luscious locks at some point in the future. So conceivably their hair could still grow?

On the other hand, though, absolutely nothing about the 'plan' with the Emersons makes any logical sense beyond 'it seemed like a good idea at the time' if you sit down and try to think it through for a few seconds, and somebody turned Laddie, so yeah. Maybe they really did just make a permanent decision that can't be reversed because they thought mullets looked cool and did not consider even for a second that they might not love mullets forever. How could this possibly go wrong.

This implies that part of the reason David's covered up chin to toe in black all the time is because he has a truly astounding array of deeply regrettable tattoos he's trying to hide. I'm adopting this headcanon forever now.

[annoyingbelieverballoon]

Picnic date with Wally

(From the -dating- headcannons with Wally, here’s an insight to how one of your dates would play out)

(This was prompted by @sanguinekyanite)

word count: 959~

Wally had asked you out on another date today. It was a picnic in the forests surrounding welcome home; the neighborhood you grew to love. 

You threw on something you knew was comfortable and yet would attract Wally’s attention. Not that you had much trouble with that since every time you were in the same room as Wally all his attention would be redirected to you.

Dating Wally has surprisingly made you good at no blinking challenges. You found his love for eye contact endearing as it was one of his many ways he showed his affection towards you.

Wally as stylish and as proper as always rung your doorbell with flowers in hand. He tried styling his hair differently today, his signature pompadour was fluffier and more curly. It was a slight change but he hopes you would notice nonetheless. 

“Hello darling neighbor, You look eye catching as always.” He handed you the bouquet, his eyes never leaving your own.

You take the bouquet and place it in your designated flower vase near the hallway. Every week was a new arrangement of flowers to liven your house with Wally’s affection. 

“What sorts of adventures will you take me on today sugar?” Wally held your hand and walked you along forwards. 

“Barnaby taught me how to play the ukulele” 

“Barnaby can play the ukulele?”

“Apparently. Barnaby said I should play you a song to make you fall in love with me. I told him that was a silly idea since you already did love me.” 

“You love me don’t you darling?” He asked in succession.

You chuckle and blush a little, making sure Wally knew you did in-fact love him. 

“I love you too neighbor, you’re the most~” Wally tripped on a rock as he was walking, poor fellow was too busy staring at you. 

You help Wally up and fix his ascot for him. His pompadour luckily survived the fall. 

“Oh! Wally you changed up your hairstyle today! It’s very pretty” 

Wally beamed at that, his eyes dilated and went half lidded as he put his hands to his face and went “blushing, blushing” whilst he swayed back and forth.

You chuckled and held your sweet boyfriend’s face. His palms sandwiched your own. 

 “Shall we head to our picnic spot now? I’d love to see what you’ve got in store honey” you ask as Wally calms down a little.

Wally hums gleefully as he takes your hand in his once more and walks with you.

It was a lovely day, the flowers looked brighter than ever and the birds were chirping happily. Wally looked happier than all though, his permanent smile just a tiny bit wider and more sincere. 

You reached the small alcove in the forest where your picnic was set up.

You and Wally with help from Julie and Poppy set this up to ensure it was a relaxing spot you can visit time and time again for dates. 

You sat down on one of the cushions and started unpacking some things from the basket.

Mainly plates and utensils, a pie you baked with poppy and a couple apples. Wally grabbed the ukulele perched besides the tree and fiddled with the strings a little, the ukulele -a soprano most likely- was almost like a fully sized guitar in Wally’s arms.

“G… *pluck* C *pluck* E *pluck A *pluck” Wally made sure everything was tuned just how Barnaby taught him. He strummed a little and tried a couple chords like C minor and E minor. 

You liked seeing Wally focused, it wasn’t like when he painted, painting for him was like breathing, he didn’t have to focus or plan every little detail. He just went with the flow of things, but right now he was trying to do his best in an attempt to impress you. 

You couldn’t help but admire this endearing yellow puppet in which you have the rights to call your own. You munched on some pie, Wally had a few bites with his eyes, complimented your baking and went back to making sure he had the song order proper. 

You didn’t mind the silence between the two of you, you felt comfortable together, your background noises matching each other’s rhythm perfectly. 

And then Wally began, he coughed albeit not needing to, fixed his ascot and tidied his hair and began strumming. The song sounded familiar but still new in a way, the chords in succession gave a light atmosphere to the noises of the forest. You hummed along as Wally focused on playing. You noticed he messed up a bit but you didn’t mind that at all. It was still the most romantic thing he could have done for you, and you were falling more and more In love with your boyfriend as each moment passed. 

Wally finished and smiled, he tried his best and that’s all he could say about what occurred.

You clapped for him and grinned.

“That was beautiful love, I loved it”

Wally liked your praise and leaned in closer to you, tugging your sleeve you obliged and bent down as he planted a kiss to the apple of your cheek. 

“*mwah* did you fall in love with me neighbor?” 

“Yes… yes I did Wally, I fell in love with you even more” 

You and Wally called this another successful date, he spent the rest of the picnic laying on your lap and enjoying the pie and apples. You talked quite a bit until the sun set and it was time to end the day. Time passes quickly when you’re having fun with the love of your life it seemed. 

Either way, there was always tomorrow and more romantic moments with Wally Darling. Truly the darling of your life.

[fabuloustrash05]

TMNT 2012 Remastered Quick Notes

Basically the 2012 series but changed to my liking. Here’s what I would do:

Leo’s eyes will be hazel instead of blue cause I said so. Actually all the boys would have brown eye colors to match with Splinter and Karai to REALLY show that they are in fact biological related.

Mikey - light brown

Donnie - reddish brown (like canon)

Raph & Leo - hazel

Leo and Karai would have NO romance plot. Leo's "feelings" for Karai are actually a familiar connection, as if he already knows her (cause Splinter would always tell stories about his daughter, so in a way Leo already knows her), but he doesn't realize this until the reveal in season 2.

We would actually see the seasons change, meaning April and Casey would have different outfits depending on the season. The Turtles would also wear some layers to keep them warm during the fall and winter seasons.

April's design is slightly changed. Instead of shorts and leggings she wears jeans. Her top, ugg boots, and hair style remain the same. Her hairstyle changes over the course of the series

Season 1-2: low ponytail with occasionally switching to a bun when training with the others Season 3: Hair is slightly longer, sometimes in a ponytail or a braid Season 4 (space arc): Pixie cut, cut it short so hair doesn't get in her face when wearing the space helmet Season 4-5: Hair grew after a short time skip, hair is now in a bob cut

Karai’s hairstyle also changes. When locked in Shredder’s prison in S2, her hair grows longer to show the months she's been locked up. By S4 her hair is down to her shoulders and tied into a half updo. The blonde in her hair also fades away symbolizing that she is distancing herself from the Shredder.

Donnie and April have a slow burn, friends to lovers, love story. Full explanation on how I'd do this HERE.

Season 3 and onward, Leo would wear a leg brace as well as noticeable scars from his fight with Shredder. All major scars the Turtles get are permanent and stay on them

Irma and Rook are the same person, Irma is not Kraang Subprime in disguise. Irma lives on the farmhouse with the others, she is revealed to be an Utrom agent in mid season 3 named Rook who was sent to keep an eye on April and the Turtles. Full explanation HERE.

No going 6 months back in time for the Space arc, the boys instead are given 6 months to collect the pieces of the black hole generator before the Triceratons do, who have the Earth under the control. Think of it like a hostile takeover. Meanwhile on Earth, Splinter, Karai and the Mutanimals forma rebelling to fight against the Triceratons to give the Turtles some more time.

Better build to the Triceraton invasion also. If he hinted out during midseason 3, with Bishop (who would replace Kurtzman) warning the turtles and Mutanimals that there are greater threats out there in the galaxy besides the Kraang.

Mona Lisa and Sal Commander working for Lord Dregg is revealed (to the audience) much sooner. (Think of it like Meg working for Hades in Disney's Hercules, they have no choice and are under a contract because they "owe" Dregg)

Slash would be an antagonist for a little bit longer, but he'd still get redeemed by mid S3.

Timothy aka the Pulverizer returns! Just replace the Brainworm Karai arc with an arc on retro mutagen and Donnie trying to help Timothy adjust to his new half human half mutant forms like Karai transforming from human to snake at will. Timothy can be similar to Sunita from Rottmnt and become a slime person, and can use his powers to be a superhero like he always wanted. Maybe even joined the Mighty Mutanimals.

Leo and Casey would have a romance start to bloom between them in season 3-4. They'd officially get together in S5. Full explanation HERE.

Mona Lisa and Sal Commander are more present in the S4 space and after the Evil of Dregg episode, Sal and Mona occupancy the Turtles on the rest of their mission to save the Earth and stop the Triceratons as a way to repay for their dishonorable actions of betraying them.

Mona Lisa starts living on Earth sooner, after the space arc has ended, she meets the Mutanimals and after the final battle against the Triceratons, they offer for her to join their team and she accepts. Full explanation HERE.

The Mighty Mutanimals would get more focus. There’s a comic book issue that explain the origin of how they met in the 2012 series so I would make that an episode. Let’s add more filler episodes where the side characters are the main characters.

Shinigami would be revealed to be a villain by the end of S4 and he'd assist Tiger Claw during the Kavaxas arc (yes, she would eventually get redeemed, cause I want shinirai) Full explanation HERE.

April and Casey are more involved in the S5 Halloween arc and team up and befriend Renet. Full explanation HERE.

Alopex would team up with the Turtles to help them take down her brother Tiger Claw and Kavaxas. TC would get redeemed because of his sister's influence and protect her when Kavaxas attacks her.

Raph gets the electric powers in the When Worlds Collide special instead of Mikey. Also replace Karai with Slash in that arc, Casey gets involved and Fugitoid returns, now working for Dregg because he has been rewired/brainwashed into thinking the Turtles are his enemies.

80s crossover eps in both S4 and S5 would be removed entirely.

There would be an actual finale where the Turtles and all their allies they made throughout the show team up with their future selves (the mutant apocalypses Turtles) to save their futures and fix history, because we learn from Renet that there's a error and how that mutagen bomb was never supposed to go off. The show would end with the MA!Turtles and the present Turtles stopping the bomb and saving their histories. MA! Turtles would then return to their now fixed future, seeing their timeline is now saved (friends are all alive, Earth is saved, they have careers and families of their owns) and they get their happy ending.

[pynkricee]

A Permanent Red Stain: Redamancy

Chapter 1

KyiGo, is a woman in her 30's, divorced from her ex after 5 years of marriage, leaving her with a two year old daughter to raise. After a year of being single, trying to find self-love and her self-worth again, she finally wanted to step back out into the world and discover something worth wild. From understanding her hatred to understanding the person that it turned her into, she will always try and do what's best for her baby girl. Even if it meant sacrificing her happiness? Even if that may mean stepping into a new love she never imagined? Or breaking the cycle of being afraid to love again....

I was tired. So tired that I couldn't even keep my eyes open but I knew I had to get home, cook, clean and get my daughter ready for school tomorrow. That also meant the possibility of me putting up a slight with her to get her to sleep in time if i could. Luri, still being the age of two, was still attached and wanted to cuddle up under me every chance that my little monster got. Every time we were alone, that was our comfort in peace. She was my baby girl and I loved her more than anything. She was all that I had, and I was grateful. I couldn't ask for anything else or anything more. 

The house seemed like it was always a complete mess with her toys all over the floor, but I was even still too tired to bend over to clean them up every evening when I made it home from work. 

 Fuck It, ill do it tomorrow… (That was my main motto. I'll do it tomorrow. But even in Tomorrow, I knew I would be the definition of too busy.)

I felt like I was even too busy to have a life of my own….. 

Finally after a long night of cooking and cleaning, I was able to soundly get her to bed, this was the only time that i could squeeze a moment in for myself. And that was to be replaced with a nice, hot, long shower. I would consider this.. the best part of my day, not including spending time with my daughter of course. Yes she was my everything. My entire world. The air that I breathe.. But it was nice to get some ‘me’ time in even if that meant that I had to step away for a moment from ‘The Mommy Life.’  

Getting my main essentials ready for my shower, that I placed on the sink, I looked in the mirror fluffing up my short curly black locks that I cut off a few months ago. I was accustomed to having long hair for years, so I decided to cut it all off. When I mean I cut it all off, I went from sixteen inches to having a short undercut with a curly top. And I was completely in love with it. It was different, new but it was easy to take care of. Being a black woman in the black society, your hair was and has always been deemed as ‘your crown’, and if you didn't have the long black, Aesthetic look, you were basically judged for it. I thought it was the most stupid thing so I did the complete opposite. And I'm glad that I did because I don't regret it one bit. Aside from that I had the hair grade to pull off any hairstyle. 

Looking at myself in the mirror, I always notice my large breasts that grew up two sizes after having my daughter, is something that I still very well have to get used to. My light stretch marks that curled down my hip dips and around my waist, complimented me more than they used to before I had kids. My semi light toasty skin hue, that changed colors during the seasons. My small seven foot size with my tiny toes. I had no type of ass, but I must admit, it was soft. I always have a smile on my face when I would rub it every now and then. A slight jiggle is all I had but it was all I needed. I was very petite and somewhat slim except for the gut my little one gave me after birth that I've grown to actually love. So right now, I was just as pale as the slice of bread my daughter left for me on the floor as a gift this evening. 

(Being a mother of one, I  always tried to compliment myself every chance that I got. Even if it was in silence. Even if it was hard. Even on my toughest days I had to be the one to bring myself up for my own protection. Like I said, even if it was hard. And there were times it was hard….)

“Shit…..” This felt so good. I thought to myself as I let the hot water span down my naked body, standing under the shower, with my mouth open, nipples hard from the warm water sliding off them. I wish I had someone who could touch me right now. Just maybe hold me for a second. I opened my eyes to know the reality of my thoughts were just as dry as the hot air that blew from the heater. 

(Why… Do I always think like this in the shower? Of all places. It seems like it never fails…)

“Mama…” I then opened my eyes again to the sound of my baby girl crying, knowing that certainly meant she was missing me. That I wasn't beside her like I needed to be.  “Well then… I guess that means my time is up for the night. It really was nice while it lasted…” I said in a low tone to myself, turning off the water and grabbed a towel to dry myself off.

I took my hand, wiping it across the fog to clear my reflection in the mirror. But I couldn't help but notice the look I had in my eyes. The look in my eyes.. was somewhat.. soulless? Like something was still missing in my life. I couldn't help but let out a soft sigh and crack a small grin on the corner of my lips to let myself know ‘It was alright..’ I always tried to convince myself that it wasn't love… But I knew deep down, thats what it fucking was. That I wanted someone to just love me right for once. 

After getting dressed for bed, I held my daughter close as we went to sleep for the night. Ready to repeat the same day tomorrow. I kissed her gently, holding her in my arms in a sweet embrace that warmed my heart until we both fell asleep. 

I was just ready for the weekend…….

That next morning came and I was already ready to get the day over with. I was just ready to execute the plans I made for Luri and I for the weekend. Which included going to see the new Dora movie that came out in theaters last weekend. (Her idea though.) I won't lie, I was super excited to finally be able to relax and spend some quality time with her. Especially knowing I'd be off for the next couple of days. 

After about a ten minute drive I finally made it up to her school. All the parents were rushing in the back seats of their cars, unhooking their babies from their car seats, and running them into their classes so they wouldn't be late for work. I won't lie, I was actually one of them. 

Finally entering the building, I took my baby girl into her classroom, which was the second door to the right of the walkway entrance. When I would go in, I'd  usually just hand her to the teacher and leave after waving goodbye to her…. But her teacher wasn't there today.  “Hey Nobara, Sarah isn't here today?” Nobara was Sarah's other assistant in class that helped with handling the kids when she wasn't in attendance. As I looked around the corner of the classroom, I noticed I didn't see my daughter as she walked off around the corner to the bathroom. 

“No.. She's out sick for the week with covid. It's been really going around.” Fucking great! That's really what I needed to hear. That's all I need right now. As she was changing another child on the changing table I looked around for Luri before I walked off, but I still didn't see her. 

“Such a beautiful girl you are. I love your eyebrows!” Said the voice of a tall pale man coming from around the corner with my daughter in his arms with her coat over his shoulder. I immediately stopped because it caught me off guard. (Someone I didn't know  was holding my daughter.) 

“KyiGo ….” Nobara said walking up to me, cleaning her hands off with another baby wipe. I was still glued to this man as he too walked up to me with “My” daughter in his arms. “This is Choso. He's going to be filling in for Sarah until she gets back from sick leave.” He stood her down on the ground and we watched as she ran off with the other kids. 

“Hey I'm Choso.” He said hold my hand out to shake. I shook it but I was still hesitant about someone that was new around my baby girl. 

“Nice to meet you Choso… I'm KyiGo.” I said releasing his hand. His skin was cool to the touch but gentle at the same time. He too was somewhat an odd one though. He was dressed in all black, black Nike high tops, a black G-Shock watch on his wrist..(Which was my favorite watch brand. But I haven't been able to get as of late because they ‘were’ pretty expensive.) Black hair that he kept in a bun with a few free bangs hanging down over his Amber eyes that darkened as he stood in front of me. His pink lips….

(Wait..Wh…Why am I looking at his lips? His lips of all things..Hang on, that smell though. Is that Top Boy Cologne?) 

(Please snap out of it Go…)

“Your daughter has the thickest eyebrows!” He said with a soft smile. Nobara was sitting there, slightly looking at me giggling behind Choso. From the expression on her face she could tell my thoughts trailed off..slightly. 

“Thank you… Mr. Choso right? I have no idea where she gets them from.” I could tell I was slightly blushing and I wanted to slap myself with both hands. And as hard as I could too. 

He turned around slowly and started to walk towards the kids, cracking a small smirk on the side of his mouth making a soft “mhp” sound under his breath. “Just Choso. Added, she gets them from you.” He turned around walking to play with the babies. My daughter one of them. 

I could promise that at that moment my eyes seemed to be the exact  replica as Jasper from Twilight right about now. I had to turn my head away from the classroom because I knew for a fact it was  fire fucking red in this daycare. Nobara was ‘still’ giggling, not making the situation any better. I was so embarrassed as I bit down on my lip to where I felt it was about to bleed. “Mmmhhppp” was the softly sound that murmured from my mouth. 

My back was still turned as I waved bye to my baby girl, as I walked as quickly as I could out the school door and to my car. Rushing to unlock it, I opened the door, jumped into the seat and looked into the rear view. My face was so flushed. To the point where it looked like I absolutely had on makeup. Plus I never wore makeup unless it was a special occasion.  

Choso… That was his name right? Choso?

Wait.. No..

What am I doing? Why am I thinking about his name? Why am I..thinking about him?

[chaoshoranghae]

Dreamies and curly hair

platonic

Gender neutral

Mark - 

learning progress together 

he absolutely loves your natural hair and would love to know how to take care of it 

he wants to be able to do, at least this for you 

def a long night together 

almost have to show it to him as a presentation 

visuals, step by steps

explaining if your hair needs more protein or moisturizer 

what each product does 

simple lazy day routines 

full wash day routines 

he loves it 

its a major part of who you are and he would love to be able to know about it and help you with it 

especially on days where its a low energy kind of day but you really need to wash it, dw he got your back 

would def say he's not as good at it but would try

def talks to johnny or his older hyungs about it, how interesting and different it is compared to what he knows

would write a song about curly hair or the process, atleast mentions of it 

you finally let him do the process by himself completely alone and later on posts pics "styled by my wonderful hairstylist bf" or "did yall know being an idol is a coverup for being a hairstylist"

he would be showing everyone your post about him 

Renjun - 

hes so into self care that he naturally might know a little about it 

especially when you have damaged hair and are trying to bring your curls back 

he is bringing out all the old chinese methods on hair recovery 

he loves your natural hair so much, will get a little pouty if you straighten it

the entire environment is so relaxing, candles lit, soft music running even him singing 

the vibes are immaculate 

once he knew how good he was at it, you will never touch your own hair again 

at this point its a routine, one of the things he looks forward to 

its intimate, just you and him, he might even give you some back massages, with being bent over doing your hair has it hurting 

or hes so in control you can completely relax and will read a book 

i would trust this guy with my hair 

Jeno 

a lesson learned together 

he's so used to his hair and the stylists doing his hair he never knew this much time, effort and money would go into your hair 

when ever he's shopping and sees a hair product he sends it to you immediately wondering if this would be good to try 

he's so optimistic about it 

he's the reason why you haven't gave up on your curls and permanently straighten it 

try out a new product and completely changed the way your hair looks for the worst 

but hes so motivated 

he relates what you hair needs to like working out and if you need more protein or to cut 

would totally make use of your wash/ style day and take a bunch of pictures 

consistent praises and compliments about how beautiful your hair is 

he wants to cater to his partner and absolutely make her love her hair 

Haechan 

he would bring a binder

step by step yk with his own visuals 

he would gamify it, like him getting good at it is his increasement of level or smth yk 

or he would “upgrade” and its a new hairstyle that he has mastered 

do not talk to him until he was good at it, he would be ready to practice until he had it down 

until you had to explain to him that wetting/washing  your hair everyday isn’t necessary 

he was so sad, you swear he was going to buy a mannequin head to practice on, locked away in your room

you guys go out? he brings up your hair to all of your friends about good and pretty it is, 1) to fish for compliments 2) because he wants you to hear compliments and feel better about your hair

bro is constantly touching it/[playing with it 

he absolutely loves it

always talking about his gfs hair 

he loves doing funky hairstyles for cosplaying or halloween 

hes like mark, telling everyone but he's so annoying about it 

the members have a jar for everytime he brings it up and has to put money in

like bro will not shut 

Jaemin 

bro would have princesscore hairstyle boards for you 

if you weren’t a princess before now you are 

i feel like he already learned before you because that was your hair type and he wanted to impress you or he's just naturally good at??? 

just like jeno he is so encouraging oh my gosh 

he always organizes your products in order 

if he sees your running low he’ll subtly see if you want a replacement or a new product and buy one for you 

he is so delicate with your hair oh my gosh 

no pulling, no tangles, no pain 

if you fallen asleep without braiding it or putting it up in a bonnet dw jaemins got you 

like leave it up to him

he knows your face shape and recommend hairstyles that fit your face shape and ones to avoid 

jaemin = personal stylist 

takes such perfect candids of you and your beautiful hair 

bro even writes little notes about how beautiful you look and how 

like the self hate you have on your hair from years of people telling you to straigten is gone 

bro will take the straightener so it won’t even come to mind 

Chenle 

he’s so 

at random just bulk of hair products coming to your place with no letter or sign 

will never admit that it was him though

a person really got to you about your hair recently and you've straighten it? he’ll do perm his hair so you guys can have “matching curls” 

like how dare you hate on something he loves 

he has absolutely no clue what any product does but he's seen your likes on ig and amazon lists

so he just buys them 

i think he's a little afraid to do it himself tbh 

so you have him do little by little yk 

first the brushing

which oh my gosh, hes just a tad bit rough with it tbh 

he compared your hair to daegals fur… 

which kinda threw you for a loop but realized he meant it in a weird compliment way as he absolutely adores daegal 

like he loves brushing her fur 

not one to trust with my hair though 

Jisung 

this poor boy 

hes allowed to watch and thats it 

like honestly i think the first couple of times he would be so amazed by how the whole process works that 

like he wouldn’t even suggest to help or learn he's just amazed 

but he does wanna help so he can help you out with the process, unlike the other ones who are completely allowed to take over

he's allowed simple processes like brushing hair or wetting it. 

teaching him prayer hands to apply products is a work in process 

he almost thinks of it as like a dance? 

once he learns the new world of curly hair he will be asking everyone about it and if they have curly hair 

he’s asking his hair stylists about it 

it’s a whole new world for him tbh like 

no matter how many times you explained your hair type and if what it needs he will ask again and again

he esp likes wash day where he gets to spend time with you as he helps alittle with your hair and you can ramble about life or he does

Who I would trust with my hair 

Jaemin 

Renjun

Haechan

Jeno

Chenle

Mark

Jisung

i could not decide who would get the binder it was between renjun/haechan/jeno

i tried enough to make them all different yk

[misc-obeyme]

hihi I'm back again, and here to ask who in the cast you think has the skill to do hair/up do's?

I'm 5'9, but my hair is now down to my mid thigh, and like around three feet long ?? I haven't chopped it since 2018, only trimmed it. Yet I only know how to do a simple braid, my hair basically lives in a low ponytail lol (though my mom will still do my hair if I ask her for help, which I'm grateful for)

anyway I got to read vol 2 of the manga and I remembered that the artist drew their interpretation of Lilith. So, it made me wonder if Beel or Belphie would know how to do hair, since they were the closest to her, and if she ever asked them for help?

I think Levi would be able to follow any tutorial, or figure out how to do something by trial and error since he cosplays (I bet he made his ruri-chan wig himself). I'd love to show him a picture of the heroine from whatever anime I'm watching and ask if he could help me recreate their style

Asmo we've seen in the dame cards, he's done some cute hairstyles!! I bet I could go to him if I had a fancy event.

I still think about Mammon's dame card... The chokehold it has on me is wild. We saw him do his own make-up in the art, and I think it was said he made his own outfit. So he's a maybe I could go to him? Or he'd put a lot of effort into learning because he knows it'd make me happy lolol

Barbatos also looks really pretty in the dame card !! I haven't read that devilgram, so idk if he did it himself, but what can't he do? I know in TTWF devilgram he literally makes MC's outfit and it made me SWOON

my last thought is if you can just do stuff with magic instead. Does it drain your energy to keep the style, or is it a one and done kinda spell, and don't gotta worry about it? Could a really powerful sorcerer change their hair color, and never have to worry about it fading? That'd be really cool, since I need to re dye the streaks in my hair. That would save lots of money LOL

okay I'm done 😅 time to wait ten billion years for my hair to dry now and try drawing (aiming for every other day to create something new to get better!!)

- ✨ anon

HOW do you handle having hair that long?!?

I'm 5'7" and I used to have my hair down to my low back. It was during the pandemic when I couldn't exactly go get it cut, so I just let it grow lol. And it grows dang fast, but I don't think I've ever had it past the low back area??? Do you accidentally sit on it sometimes? Or is it usually okay because you have it tied back?

All I know is I was so relieved to chop it all off lol! It's super short now, which is how I like it. It takes me ten minutes to wash and style it. I just don't have the patience to maintain it when it's long. And it's naturally curly, so having it short also means I can just let it curl and not worry about it. Ah but I am pretty envious because I always wanted to be able to have one of those really long, thick braids...

Anyway, getting off topic here, back to the question! I do think magic can be used to alter hair! I think sometimes you can get stuff that's temporary (I do believe there was a daily chat about this where Asmo put some kind of potion or something on Lucifer and Mammon?), but I would be surprised if there wasn't some kind of magic spell to permanently keep your hair whatever color you want. I think it's probably just a one and done situation so you wouldn't have to maintain it. Or at least, they'd want to develop something like that because otherwise it wouldn't be worth it right?

As for the characters, I agree with your assessments! I do think in a general sense, they'd all try their best to do your hair if you needed them to.

But as for who would already be capable without having to learn first, I think Asmo is a top contender. Barb can absolutely do anything and I don't doubt that styling hair is something a good butler should know.

I think Levi is another good option for the same reasons you said! I think he probably does have some skill at wig styling! And due to his ability to do costuming in general, I kinda think he'd be able to do a good job on real hair as well if he wanted to.

I love the idea of Beel and Belphie being good at it because of Lilith. Like I'm imagining they only know some really basic styles that were her favorites, but they're happy to do them for you any time. Maybe they get a little misty eyed while doing it because it reminds them of her so much. Awww...

I actually think Lucifer would do a good job, too, but expect to be sitting around for hours because he's gonna make sure no hair is out of place. Only perfection will suffice.

I think Mammon probably mastered whatever style he needed for his dame outfit, but I do think he would learn for you if you wanted him to.

Satan probably already learned from a book or maybe just from watching Asmo doing his hair. But I could see him wanting to do really elaborate styles or maybe using magic to style your hair.

I think Solomon would also be someone you could try, but he would absolutely use magic. I think if you really wanted him to, he would know how to do simple styles by hand. I could see him being really happy to carefully braid your hair by hand. But he wouldn't be able to resist a little bit of magic, maybe to give it an extra sparkle or a streak of color~ I think he'd develop all kinds of hair styling magic if you wanted him to lol.

Diavolo strikes me as willing but perhaps not the best at this particular thing... he doesn't exactly have experience with his own hair.

And I'm not sure about Simeon. I feel like he's pretty competent (except for technology obviously), so he would probably be able to learn how to do it fairly easily. But I don't know if he'd already have some knowledge. Same with Raphael. Though I love the idea of both of them like... doing the hair of little angels~

Mephisto would know about a bunch of fancy Devildom styles, but would he be able to do them? I think you might end up with your hair braided like a horse's mane instead.

Thirteen would know how to do everything. She's got her own long hair and there's no way that she hasn't experimented with it over the years! I love the idea of her doing your hair and her own hair in the same style so you match.

Anyway, I hope you have been able to get some drawing done! Every other day is an excellent goal! I'm rooting for you!!

[creatingblackcharacters]

Character design anon back! You're right, sorry for asking such a vague question lmao.

You covered braids twists and afros in your lessons so far, so how about puffs and beads? Any notes on that? I gave one of my younger biracial characters a mix of microbraids and puffs, because she's creatively inclined and spends a lot of time at home, so I thought she'd have enough time and motivation for a more time-consuming hairstyle.

On a similar note, that ask about the survivalist character was very helpful. Any other hairstyles that you would think are unrealistic if you saw them in a fantasy setting with no magic or technology to keep in mind?

I wanted one of my characters to straighten her hair to represent she was suppressing parts of herself to fit in with a society that didn't accept her as she was, but let her hair recover its natural shape when she stops trying to earn their approval and becomes more comfortable being herself. Do you think that be a respectful use of her design to represent her character arc? I got this idea from my own experiences with my hair, but I know her racial context is very different to mine and I wouldn't want to be insensitive. Straightening her hair might not be realistic for her in this setting either, but I'm worried that if she covers her hair and "grows out of it" that might send the wrong message. Any alternatives or should I write off the idea entirely?

Afro puffs and beads are always amazing. I love both. Puffs are an afro style, so that was already covered- you'd just have to do more searching for what you specifically want. Beads and ornamentation are lovely, but we also have to keep in mind that some jobs won't let you have them. So, depending on the job, maybe not permanent beads. I have these gold loc bands that I love putting in my hair for special occasions, but some folks are just fashionistas 🤷🏾‍♀️ so... We just have fun with it! Full beaded styles tend to be seen more on children, though. Like the braided styles with beads down the braid? Usually on kids, though it's always cool to see an adult with it (there's a movie where Alfre Woodard wears them and she rocks it).

Your character's style sounds cute!

With no magic? Straight hair lol. Bone straight hair on a black person in a fantasy or olden setting with no magic or means is super unrealistic to me. Bc how did it get that straight? Who did it? Using what? You're telling me it was easier to finagle together a hot comb to straighten her hair in these times than to just... Let it be an afro? Really? Is she rich with servants who'll comb it? Do they do it every night so it never frizzes up in any weather? Like I'm sure it's possible, but... 😬

I see what you're saying, and I remember a similar concept in the book Raybearer, where Tarisai's hair is always in tight braids until she begins to come to her own, and then it unleashes into a beautiful afro for the first time. So I don't think the change is a bad idea! Because ik that's what happened to me too- as I began to love myself, it meant loving my own hair, too. Starting fresh!

You may not be familiar with the Tignon laws (I think I mentioned it in the hair lessons) but that's what covering her hair reminds me of. Now, if you do it respectfully, it could fall into context like that- where her natural hair is seen as "bad", but as she learns to love herself, she defies society by loving and choosing her hair. So again, I don't think it's a bad idea! Just show your respect, especially if you're a nonblack author. Don't romanticize the oppression of it. Recognize the context, and recognize what some of your Black readers will be able to read out of it. Be sure to do your research on how to care for her hair. No point in having symbolism that sits so heavily on hair that you don't bother to actually love and care for.

That's my opinion on it, though! Hope it helps!

[otomes-and-tears]

Hey so its the first time I ever request something but I don't have money to buy the xod dlc and I'm craving bae content atm.

How about like how would he react or act with a gn reader who isn't that much of a jerk but is best friends with JB and also fits perfectly his, at least physical, type? It can be a headcanon, one shot or whatever you want, I just really wanna read something about him lmao

♦ Bae with someone who's his type ♦

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► A/N: OMG A BAE REQUEST! I LOVE BAE. HE'S ONE OF MY FAVE GUYS I WAS SO EXCITED TO WRITE THIS!!

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Bae is the kind of person who deeply admires aesthetics;

He has dozens of different frames for his glasses just so that he can match them to his designer clothing;

So finding someone who fits his exact type would pique his interest;

Not enough that he’d stop being a snobbish wimp, of course;

But as someone who likes admiring cute things he’d make some effort to be around you more often;

He doesn’t even try to be subtle about it;

He’d find excuses to talk to you and give you the occasional compliment, although with his permanently sarcastic tone of voice and general attitude it’s really hard to tell if he’s being genuine;

And because he’s Bae, of course, he’d condescendingly give you advice;

Even more often than he does to most people, actually;

He’d suggest you style your hair in a specific way or another because it “looks better”;

And if you indulge him and wear your hair that way the following morning… Well, I’m sorry, but he’d take it as permission to act as your personal stylist;

He’d keep recommending specific hairstyles and outfits to you and if you didn’t wear them he’d be very patronizing about it;

Oh, and Bae would act like what he’s doing is a huge favour to you instead of the reality, that is that he thinks you’re cute and acts like you’re his doll;

If you manage to be best friends with JB, it means you have a high tolerance for people with huge egos, so being around Bae isn’t really that challenging;

JB would be happy to be able to spend time with both of you and would gladly welcome him hanging around;

Enough that JB, Bae and you become a little trio;

Other students at SSB will either think you’re a saint or be incredibly worried about your sanity for hanging around the jerks willingly;

But what can you say? Even if JB’s constant flirting with Bae bothers you a little, spending time with them leads to some very amusing situations, so it isn’t bad at all;

By the way— being the object of Bae’s interest and befriending him will lead to him giving you a few special nicknames, that he wouldn’t use when annoying talking to other people;

Oh, and regardless of your relationship being romantic or entirely platonic;

If he sees you in cute pyjamas he’s going to go absolutely feral;

I think the special nicknames are the point where JB would be 100% sure that he has a crush on you;

Sure, he acts a little different towards you, but the way he treats you is similar to how he’d sometimes treat Jeremy, another person he finds to be incredibly cute;

So she wouldn’t assume it to be romantic initially;

But when he calls everyone the same few nicknames it kind of stands out when he calls you something different;

She has an eye for gossip, and would start reading too much into every single interaction she witnesses between you;

And yeah, JB might have a bit of a crush on Bae (He’s an attractive jerk and therefore fits her criteria) but in a rare display of compassion, or maybe morbid curiosity as to how it’d play out, she decides to play cupid;

But, like Bae, JB is allergic to the idea of subtlety;

She would straight up tell you that she knows you have feelings for him and she thinks he very obviously likes you too;

And would proceed to feed you information about Bae;

Things that she learned from attending Jerksquad meetings and information Shiloh gathered for her;

Bae would not make a move until he’s forced to;

Being exactly his type wouldn’t change that, so unless you want to start dating him after graduating high school, making a move would be up to you;

He just thinks high school romances are silly and he intends to date to marry so he doesn’t want to waste time on something like this if it isn’t going to be serious;

And I do think his massive ego would kind of make him avoid a scenario in which he’s possibly rejected;

Anyways— if you do end up in a relationship, I don’t think that much would change;

Only that his insistence on dressing you up would grow and he’d go as far as to buy you outfits and accessories to wear;

He does have way too much money at his disposal and I think he’d genuinely have a lot of fun with it!

[shankschewtoy]

HiHi! I was wondering if you could do Katakuri, Usopp, Luffy, Zoro, and Nami (you don’t have to do all) w/ a reader who’s like a father figure to them? (Platonic and he/him please!)

Maybe the reader is protective over them yet teases and is ‘rude’ to them, pushing them to be the best they can! But once someone else is rude to them it’s over jdbeisa-

reader becomes serious and the person is never heard from again (over exaggerating but you know-)

maybe reactions on them accidentally calling reader Father/Dad? (You don’t have to tho)

Have a nice day or night!

-@nightmarefox15

a/n - awwww this would be soooo cute 😭 for this one I’m going to pretend that Katakuri is just slightly younger! Tysm for the request Nightmare! Have a good day :)

Warnings ⚠️ - he/him pronouns, fluff

Katakuri

- At first, he wasn’t used to the affection, it was actually kind of creepy to him

- But once he saw that you were so caring and kind towards him and his siblings, he softened up a bit!

- He really looks up to you!!

- He thinks you’re admirable, and so wise even though you’re not his father

- He looks at you as his father figure, one he never had

- Those little things you do? Like asking if he’s doing ok, helping him train, giving him some pointers, bringing him some food, and even fighting alongside him!

- those are the things he really appreciates about you :)

- You’re a bit of a tease tho-

- You always want to scruff up his hair, and sometimes you give him a Mohawk while he’s sleeping 💀

- When he wakes up, he doesn’t even realize he had that- atrocious hairstyle until Brûlée pointed it out 😭

- He wouldn’t talk to you for a little while

- Don’t get me wrong, he still likes you, just he doesn’t like when you tease him :’)

- You love playing with him, it’s always so fun seeing his reactions lmao

- it’s what you live for

- just that pained look of: “please stop.” Is enough to get you crying on the floor from laughter

- But, once someone is being rude to him??

- oh it’s all over, that playful personality changes so much

- you go into a full protective mode

- no one dares to be rude to Katakuri when you’re around

- this was one of the first times Katakuri has ever sensed your aura to be so.. deadly serious

- you told him to head back to the palace to check in on his siblings, and he reluctantly obliged, taking small glances while turning his head around to watch the fight

- When you returned, he saw that you still had some blood leftover on your sleeves, and he looked shocked

- “What?? They were being rude and I didn’t like ‘em.”

- “… nevermind.”

- You’re his best protector ✨

- ok there was this one time where you were cooking a meal right?

- “Kuri can you pass me the salt?”

- “Sure dad, here.”

- awkward silence

- you dropped the spatula onto the ground, your eyes wide with shock and confusion

- Instantly, a tomato blush was on his cheeks as he struggled to hide behind his fluffy scarf

- he turned away, trying to compose himself as you started laughing

- “Thanks.. son.” you said back teasingly, only leaving Katakuri in a larger mess of embarrassment

Zoro

- you were always looking after this directionally challenged moss head

- you made sure he didn’t get lost!!

- he’d never say he appreciated your help tho 💀

- you frequently help him train, and you’re a pretty harsh grader

- When even one of his strikes look slightly off, you slam a book onto his green head of hair

- “WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!”

- “YOU DID IT WRONG!”

- “THAT DOESN’T MEAN YOU HAVE TO FUCKING HIT ME!”

- *slaps him again*

- yes you’re mean to him sometimes

- but it’s tough love! Like Garp said, “You can never deflect the fist of love”

- 😭

- he might have a permanent bump on the top of his head bec of you 💀

- you care for him! And he definitely knows that, he looks up to you everytime he sees you!

- his goal is to one day surpass you, and defeat you in a sparring match

- You’re the image of what he wants to be when he grows up! (Not the personality part- but the skill part-)

- that sounded rude wtf 😭

- “Zoro!”

- “Yeah dad? SHIT- yeah y/n??”

- *cue the biggest smirk you’ve ever had on your face*

- “OH SHUT UP Y/N-“

- You’re completely fine with being kinda teasing and rude to him, but you are definitely not ok with someone else doing that to him

- Once someone hurts Zoro or is being insulting, it’s all over for them

- You were an extremely skilled fighter, and was done with the battle within seconds

- Zoro looked shocked, you could do something nice for him?!

- “WHY THE HELL ARE YOU LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT! I’M NOT A MONSTER YOU DAMN DIRECTIONALLY CHALLENGED MOSS HEAD!”

- “HUH?! NO YOU SHUT UP YOU ABUSIVE CRAB!” (Idk why he said crab)

- “… that was the worst insult I’ve ever heard in my life.” -you

- “I know.”

- oh and Zoro has the absolute worst comebacks

- no joke

- “Are you an idiot?” -you

- “No, I’m just- uh- smarter than you.”

- “… wow.”

- his comebacks are so stupid that they work so well at shutting the other person up 💀

Luffy

- he looks up to you ALL THE TIME

- he hopes to beat you someday in a battle, but for now, he loves your company!

- you mostly have to keep him out of trouble though 💀

- he once tried to swim, quickly realizing that “oh. I can’t swim.”

- you had to carry his puffy balloon body out of the water and push all the water out of him like a balloon with air

- it was really ridiculous tbh 😭

- when he came to, you bonked his head harshly with your fists, causing him to yell in pain

- “OW!”

- “IDIOT! You can’t swim!”

- “I KNOW Y/N DON’T WORRY ABOUT ME!”

- *you slap him again on the same previous bump*

- “I’m worried you’re going to end up dying because of your stupidity Luffy.”

- “What’s stupidity??”

- “…”

- He steals your food 24/7 and you almost kill him everytime he does

- he still hasn’t learned that yet 😭

- but. On his birthday, you allowed him to take your meat

- you brightened his whole year 🥺

- “Hey dad! I’ve got a question for ya! Do cockroaches have cocks?”

- “… excuse me?”

- first off, he just called you dad

- second. What the fuck was that question 💀

- “Luffy, you just called me ‘dad’”

- “Huh?? I did?? When?”

- “I SAID JUST NOW- YOU IDIOT!” *Throws a book at him*

- “YOU NEVER ANSWERED MY QUESTION Y/N-“

- you were actually kind of happy that Luffy thought of you as a father figure

- it made you feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside

- you were so happy to care for someone! :D

Nami

- you’re equally berry motivated as her

- she had to learn from someone right???

- She learned a lot of her skills from you! How to sneak around, negotiate to get the most value out of the deal, and yes, punching her dumb crew mates was a skill she learned entirely from you

- You also help keep her oranges alive :)

- Aaaaand you protect her from everything, including Sanji

- This man is not allowed within 10 ft of Nami lmao

- “pervy cook…”

- “NAMI-SWANNNNNNN”

- “GET OUT! WE’RE TAKING A SHOWER!”

- Sanji go away 😭

- “Dad! I need the clippers!”

- “…”

- “what?” -you

- “I said I need the clippers!”

- You slowly handed them to her with a confused and shocked expression on your face

- did Nami not just realize that she called you dad and not by your name 👀

- You heard the snipping of leaves from the other side of the bush, and when the noise suddenly stopped, you peeked your head through the leaves

- “I CALLED YOU DAD?!”

- “PFT YOU ONLY JUST REALIZED?!”

- You were laughing until your stomach hurt

- Nami was about to beat the shit out of you too 💀

- Nami only called you by your last name for a while, before she accidentally called you dad again 😭

Usopp

- he hides behind you 25/8

- no joke

- and you always find a way to start making fun of him about it

- One time you thought it’d be funny to pretend there’s an ambush going on just to see his reaction 💀

- “USOPP! WAKE UP THERE’S MARINES ON THE DECK!”

- He has never scrambled to his feet so fast in his life

- he RAN and I mean RAN down the halls, grabbing his slingshot ammunition before running on deck, seeing absolutely no one there

- “BOO!” -you

- He didn’t move, and you looked confused and checked if he was still breathing

- He started to fall backwards, landing on the wooden ground, his soul ascending from how scared he was

- “Usopp?! USOPP-?!” (Y/n you’re going to kill him pls don’t 😭)

- After he woke up, you had to apologize and promise you’d never do that again

- you did it on April fools day

- You also liked to help Usopp with his inventions! It was cool to see how he made weapons for himself

- “Oh hey dad, what do you need?”

- He was completely zoned in on whatever he was doing, so he didn’t realize he had called you dad

- “Usopp.. What did you call me??”

- “Y/n-??? What do you mean??” He asked with a confused voice

- were you hearing things?

- Huh?

- What???

- “Usopp- I just heard you call me dad..”

- “What?? When?”

- “…nevermind”

- Usopp didn’t even remember, so he didn’t have a reaction 😭💀

a/n - oh gosh this was a lot of characters lmao I hope I did Katakuri justice! I haven’t seen him in the anime yet :)

<3

[glamfairyhair1]

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[madalice31]

Welcome to my Ted talk lol. Just so you know the soapbox you’re getting into.

Why everybody got to be a baddie? Like in the Ig sense of the word? There is a very standard look that people consider to be attractive these days and it’s like there’s this expectation that we’re all supposed to strive to look like this.

Before anyone comes for me and says I’m shaming. Im not being body positive. People should get whatever procedures they want, etc. Understand I’m not coming from a malicious place. I’m not trying to make anyone feel less than. I just think it’s more important to talk about why we do certain things versus arguing the fact that we should be able to do “whatever we want” to our bodies and face. I’m changing myself this drastically because I want to. I mean okay, but why tho? Why do you want to? Is it really a want? Is it something you feel you need? Is this coming from you? Or the influence of everyone outside of you? Because what confident people tend to not do, is change themselves for others (in the superficial sense). Regardless of what perceived flaws they may have.

I also just honestly feel like it would be nice to have people in the public eye who didn’t all look alike. Who didn’t all do their hair and makeup the same. Didn’t dress the same. They all claim they are confident in themselves and just doing what they want for them. But is it really for them. Or are they just trying to keep up with the other perceived baddies.

This is how I feel about Sza and how I’m sure many people do. There was a whole discourse surrounding that, ending with her basically saying fuck you and I can do what I want to my body. Like I said, I’m not arguing that. You’re right. You can.

But man I wish you didn’t want to.

I used to think Sza was so pretty. She had this girl next door look that I loved. She didn’t look like anyone else out here. And judging from her songs, clearly she was still bagging niggas so it’s not like she was ugly or something. But now when I see the super thin nose and permanently squinty eyes with the big ol bubble but. I just let out a frustrated sigh.

When will it be okay to just look like how you were born. And no I’m not talking gender and all that. I just mean being okay with your facial features or your body type. The same people preaching body positivity to us are the same ones going to get their bodies done as soon as they can afford it. How can you tell me it’s okay to be me if I look like you and you’re running to change how you look? Then clearly it’s not okay to just be yourself, right? Oh the mixed messages.

Like I said, actual confident people tend not to mess with their look. Using Rihanna as an example may seem unfair because everyone seems to think Rih is attractive. She’s the Cleopatra or Queen Sheba of our modern day as far as universal beauty. But what makes Rih attractive is not necessarily what she looks like. It’s how she carries herself. She don’t second guess herself at all, at least not publicly. People make fun of her hairstyle, does she even bat an eye? No. She just switches it up, slays, and the haters stop talking. Sorry, lil fangirling there at the end but you know what I mean. Rih ain’t ran out here to do forehead surgery. She’s not pressed about losing baby weight. She don’t give a fuck about y’all calling her old looking. Like I promise you she ain’t running to go get lipo or Botox just so you can continue to think she’s beautiful. Because she still thinks she’s beautiful and that’s what matters.

However there are still people ready to convince you that the green eyes mean nothing and the forehead can’t be ignored. People clammer to “prove” she’s really not all that attractive. Hell we just had Margot Robbie going viral because people were trying to prove why she’s actually “mid”. Which… what the fuck does that even mean? Sooo what would make her not mid?

What makes a woman “mid”? What makes her unattractive? Aging? Looking different without makeup? Should we even care about looking “mid” or not?! Especially since NOBODY seems to be having these same conversations or judgements about men. When was the last time you heard someone say, wow Brad Pit is actually really mid. Man have you seen Idris Elba lately, he looks so old, look at the crinkles around his eyes! Nope. In fact, damn near all of you got wet/hard at the mere mention of their names. Age and aging means nothing when it comes to men. But let’s not pretend your fave celebrity men are not also getting lipo and Botox.

I’m just tired of people acting like there’s some beauty blueprint women have to follow in order to be acceptable in the eyes of every beholder. Sure everyone in the world may not be stunning, but we’re all attractive to someone for the most part. So why try to make someone feel like they’re nothing until they look a very specific way?

Especially when that specific way tends to only highlight and reward racial ambiguity, European features, and trending features. Like you can’t be a baddie without a BBL but a couple decades ago you would have been made fun of for having a fake ass. I remember a girl getting a BBL fresh out of HS and we graduated in 2008. Nobody was calling it a glow up, I’ll tell you that. It’s very much so a late 20teens, early 2020s trend and a silly one at that, made famous by the Kardashians who seemingly had more influence on black women than white for whatever reason.

I mean seriously. I look at black women and all I see are baby hairs, mink lashes, done up brows, long as fuck nails, same make up looks. And if you don’t fit that mold, you’re not a black baddie. Like what?! I mean damn, Megan and Victoria Monet looked like twins at the Grammies. Even their nose highlight was in the exact same place 😂. Don’t believe me?

You cant tell me they didn’t get their make up done by the same person!!! Lmao.

Like wtf happened to individuality?

The only person who’s living that word is Doja Cat at the moment. Literally the ONLY one of the new girls who hit a u-turn and was like no no no. I’m not here to look how you want me to. I’m gonna look how I want to. As someone who has also randomly shaved my head just for the hell of it, I get that vibe. I stay switching it up. If I feel like I’m looking too much like other people, I go out of my way to change up my vibe. Not to say I mind sharing in the trends. But that shouldn’t be the end all be all. That shouldn’t be the standard template of what all of us look like everyday. We shouldn’t have Sassy Santana talking bout you not a baddie unless you got a BBL.

Really? Cause my booty looks more like Zendaya’s than Megan’s. I’m no where near as pretty as Rihanna, in fact I think I’m pretty but average. But my man still thinks I’m fine. And reminds me everyday. “Girl, I keep telling you, you fine!”

And to expound upon that point since y’all don’t know what I look like and you probably care less about my dude thinking I’m attractive 🤣🤣🤣. A group of people were asked in a recent study/social experiment what type of body that they think men prefer. Remember, not what women find attractive but what they think men find attractive. a BBL or natural body. All 15 women said men like BBLs. All 15 men said men like natural bodies. Men. Not your fave rapper. But the regular man you will run into at Walmart is definitely okay with the fact that you don’t have a buss down body. You see how brainwashed yall are?

Anyway. I guess my point is, I wish we were all a lot more comfortable with ourselves. I wish we all accepted the fact that everyone looks different and has different genetics and we shouldn’t expect people to have a certain bra size or measurements to be considered beautiful. In fact I wish there wasn’t so much pressure for women to focus soooo much on their looks. I wish people didn’t feel the need to go get surgeries and fillers. I wish someone like Sza appreciated her face and body more, rather than running to go look more like every other rapper girl out here. You could have just looked like Sza sis. But tis life I guess.

Okay, I’m done.

[eveneechan]

Some deep thoughts about Newtina in Secrets of Dumbledore (Part 3)

1. Foreshadow of Tina (MACUSA) as "permanent residence" of Newt's case (heart) beside his beasts

Back then, there's this merch design from FB1:

It's Newt's case with beasts symbols, ans somehow there's MACUSA logo on it too

Turn out, it is foreshadow:

Technically now Tina (MACUSA) is one of "permanent resident" of Newt's case beside his creatures

Tina is Newt's most "precious creature" and now become part of his case (heart) 🥺

"He's not with Tina, but her photo is pasted on the case lid, so his heart very much here" - Eddie Redmayne

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2. The calendar where Newt put things relate to New York (and probably Tina), already changed and tidier

Back then, Newt's house concept why it's mess if compared to Goldstein's apartment is because his house is not his "real world". His real world is on basement

Now, seems like Newt's house tidier than before. The place where Newt collect all things related to New York on his house also more arranged

This change on his house is like showing Newt's character development.

House: private world; but more mess, and considered as "outside world"

Basement: job place; but more arranged, and considered as "inner world"

Now Newt was open to "outside world" and try taking care himself more (his "private world")

He was like more open to "outside world" more than before, more than just in basement (his "inner real world"). To his love (Tina), to brother (Theseus), and friendship (Jacob)

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3. Tina's tsundere character development

In bakery scene, when Newt gives compliment to her hair, she kinda give auto "No" first 🤣 it legit showing her little tsundere-ness 🤣

It's clearly she's rarely get attention/compliment on her apperance and auto say "no". But when she realise Newt give attention to her hair and even compliment it, she immediately correcting it ❤🥺

It show how Tina is less tsundere now (at least to Newt) and appreciate that compliment from Newt 🥺❤

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4. Newt's posture change

Newt's body posture usually always bent down his body to "hides" himself

But in bakery scene when Newt met Tina, his posture really straight, unlike usual

This straight posture is showing how Newt become "open" to Tina 🥺❤ and not bent down his body to "hides" himself like he usually do

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Other parts of my analysis about deep meaning of Newtina scenes in SoD (despite limited screentime):

Part 1:

Part 2: