#this set is a bit messy me thinks 🥹

[ryudaeng]

RYUJIN × RUN AWAY 2023

[natti-ice]

Hi lovely!

Could I ask for a Benedict fic where him and reader get pretty messy with the his paints? 💕🥹

Pairing: Benedict Bridgerton x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ mdni, nudity, sensual touching, kissing, implied sex (1k words)

Reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated<3

You had met Benedict at a social event this past season and the two of you got on very well, any time you saw each other in passing you had to stop and make conversation. You felt at ease with him, he was so down to Earth unlike most of the uptight socialites of the city. You were very fond of him in general and it seemed he felt the same about you. Not to mention the fact you were also very attracted to him. He often spoke to you about his art and his passion for finding the beauty in life, he showed you his work book of sketches, all of random things he found beautiful even if most people don't.

Today on a casual stroll in the park, Benedict casually asked you if you would like to be the subject of one of his paintings, you had never thought of modeling before but it intrigued you. You were always curious on how people viewed you and this would show you his perspective of you, so you agreed. He brought you back to his studio and showed you some of paintings he had hanging around by artists that inspired him, then he lead you over to the center of the room where he had a large sheet of white paper spread across the floor. You assumed it was to protect his floors from any paint drippings but you were quite wrong.

"This is our canvas for today, my lady" Benedict smiles

You chuckle and furrow your brows a bit "I'm sorry what? Are you going to draw a life size version of me?"

"No, dear" he laughs softly "I'm going to paint with you. I want to use your body as a brush, if that's okay with you of course" he adds that last part in quickly to reassure you can pull out at any time. There's a sparkle in his eyes as he explains how he wants to cover your nude bodies in paint and roll around making an abstract design. "So, what do you say?" His voice is filled with hope, he desperately wants you to say yes.

You think about his offer for a moment, the thought of being naked with him excites you but also makes you very nervous. You have only known him a short amount of time but you trust him a lot, you nod with a soft smile "okay, I'm in."

"Excellent" he grins and claps his hands together once "you can get undressed while I prepare the paints." he gives you a comforting smile then turns around and walks to the back of his studio where he keeps his paint. You slowly start to undress, you feel the butterflies in your stomach intensifying as you shed each piece of clothing. Finally naked, you fold your clothes neatly and set them on a small sofa nearby. The window of the studio is cracked out letting in a soft breeze, you feel goosebumps grow on your bare skin and your nipples become erect.

A few moments later, Benedict came back carrying a tray with small cans full of paint "alright here we are-" he stops dead in his tracks when he sees you, his eyes wide in surprise as he takes all of you in "wow... you're absolutely breathtaking" his voice is so soft it's almost a whisper

You chuckle nervously, you feel your whole body start to heat up "um, thank you, sir" you wrap your arms around your body, very aware of how exposed you are. He steps closer to you and sets the tray on a small table, he picks up a can filled with red paint and holds it up to you.

"May I?" He asks for permission, you nod slightly giving him full access to your body. He dips two fingers into the paint and slowly runs them along your collar bone, it slowly starts to drip down your front as your body temperature melts the paint. He works his way down your body, streaking the red all over you, his fingertips ever so slightly graze your nipples sending a shiver down your spine. "Beautiful" he whispers softly before setting the paint canister down and began to strip his clothes off.

You watched him closely as each article of clothing flew from his body leaving him bare in front of you. He gripped your arm softly and turned you around, he slowly poured some of the paint down your back letting it cascade down your back. He presses himself against your back slightly, you can feel his breath tickling your neck as he began to place soft hot kisses along the side. He used one hand to rub the red all over your back, a gasp caught in your throat as his larges hands rubbed soft circles on your ass.

When he finished he turned you around to face him, he picked up a can of blue paint and handed it to you "now you do me" his voice soft but laced with something more sensual. You take the can and start to smear blue all over his body, trying desperately to avoid his intimate areas as best as possible even if it was staring right at you. Once he was blue from the neck down he gently took your hand and brought you down to the paper on the floor. "Lay back, darling," he instructed playfully "we're gonna roll around a bit" he chuckles before rolling on top of you, his arms wrapped around your body as he goes in for a kiss.

Things escalated quickly from there, paint began to adorn the paper as you two made love. Shades of blue and red mixed together leaving streaks of purple behind, hand prints of different colors could be seen throughout the paper. Moans filled the studio, there was also the occasional sound of paper ripping when things became too intense. When it was all said and done, Benedict framed the work and even put it up in a gallery. People always asked how he created such an abstract piece of art, he came up with a story of how he just started throwing paint at the canvas. Only you and him ever knew the truth.

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[cieloclercs]

what would you say (if i told you i love you)? — charles leclerc

PART: 5/? (read part 4 here)

summary. in which childhood best friends blur the lines between what they’ve always known, and something more

pairing. charles leclerc x artsy!reader

warnings. it’s GROVELLING time !! sad charles, sad reader, swearing, everyone still kind of hates charles (as they should) angst but not quite as angsty as the last part

face claim. tara michelle

author’s note. i hope this is enough suffering for you guys 😭 i’m weak tho so there’s a tinyyy bit of progress at the end 👀 i feel like this one’s a bit messy so i’m sorry about that?? it’s also kind of just setting up the next part but oh well 😭 anyways, LAST PART COMING UP NEXT ☹️ i’m gonna miss this series :’(

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➜ part 6

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[tearaez]

thinking bout dom taerae having to cover ur mouth w his hand while fucking u w ur legs on his shoulders bc ur j too loud 😞😞 all while cooing into ur ear like "shh baby ik it feels too good but u gotta be quiet" 🥹 feel like he'd love it internally tho

to the person that sent me this im going to kiss you on the mouth I'm actually in love with this hhhhh AND IM SO SORRY I SWEAR I DIDN'T MEAN TO MAKE IT THIS LONG I started and I couldn't stop 😔

You were having dinner with Taerae and the rest of the boys back at the dorm after they'd finished practice, chatting with everyone as usual, but practice was rather hard for Taerae today, so he was a bit more serious and stern versus his normally smiley, giggly self. Jiwoong was making dessert in the kitchen and you were seated next to Taerae, you and the others indulging in whatever he had already put on the table, when mid bite, you felt Taerae's hand under the table, resting very high on your thigh, making you nearly choke on your food, catching the eyes of Gyuvin who was sitting two seats down. "Are you okay, y/n?" he asked, all you could do was nod as your face flushed red with embarrassment.

Taerae's hand moved higher up your thigh, going under your skirt, his fingers grazing over your clothed core, causing your face to flush a deeper red, clearing your throat to signal him to stop. This time, it caught the attention of Ricky. "y/n, are you sure you're okay? You don't seem so well.."

"Dessert's ready!" Jiwoong came into the dining room, setting the plate in the center of the table before Taerae stood up, grabbing your hand, signaling you to get up as well.

"I think y/n may have a fever, I'm going to go help her cool down." The second Taerae finished speaking, he was dragging you down the hall to his room. When you'd reached it, the first thing he did was lock the door before shoving you down onto the bed, hovering over you. "Forgive me princess, I didn't mean to interrupt your meal, but I need to have mine." He was quick to place messy kisses along your jawline and down your neck, unbuttoning the cardigan you'd taken from his closet, not that he minded.

Taerae unclasped your bra, taking one of your breasts into his mouth, taking his time sucking and licking around the bud. You had involuntarily let out a loud moan, Taerae immediately pulling away, ripping your skirt and panties off your legs as he maintained eye contact with you. "Can't be too loud princess, don't wanna get caught now do we?" He smirked, grabbing your panties and shoving them in your mouth. "Now keep quiet, this shouldn't take long.."

All you could see was Taerae disappear out of your sight, your eyes rolling to the back of your head when you felt him lick a stripe up your cunt, immediately going to grab and pull at his hair. He blew some air at your entrance, bringing two of his fingers up to prep you for him, pushing them in and instantly thrusting them in and out of you, smiling and cooing at you as you tried your best to keep your voice down. When he thought were ready, he discarded everything he was wearing, hovering over you, taking your panties out of your mouth and throwing them to the side, placing a soft kiss to your lips as he pushed into you. You hissed at the feeling of being so full, Taerae chucking and ruffling your hair in response.

"We're on a time crunch dear, let's make this quick, yeah?" You nodded without really processing what he said, so when he lifted your legs over his shoulders and started thrusting in and out of you at light speed, you moaned so loud he could've swore the neighbors down the street had heard it. Taerae's hand clasped over your mouth, shushing you as your moans kept flowing out, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "shh, baby, I know it feels too good but you gotta keep quiet, you don't wanna alarm Jiwoong and the others, do you?" You shook your head as he continued his abuse on your cunt, the feeling in your stomach building up so fast you couldn't even register that you were cum until you did, the feeling of everything intensifying after the fact. "Almost there baby, hold on for me for just a second." He whispered into your ear, kissing and nipping at the skin around it before releasing his load into you.

He gently laid you down on the bed before laying down next to you, pulling you in closer to him, never pulling out. "Was practice that bad today?" You whispered, your throat hoarse and sore from the amount of noise you were making. "Yes, sorry you got the short end of the stick love." He smiled, placing a soft kiss on your lips. "I do have to tell you something though."

"and that is..?"

"I still haven't had dessert yet, and I don't want what's in the kitchen."

"Taerae!"

"Round 2?"

"Do I have a choice?

"Not really."

[residentflamingo]

Little Things That Mina Loves About You 💕

The small freckles on your face

Sometimes when she’s bored she likes to count them 

When you hype her up while she’s gaming

Your smile

It always makes her heart warm whenever she sees you smiling

The way you tell stories when you’re having a conversation with her 

She loves the way you perfectly explain a story of how your day went, and just seeing how excited you get to share it with her 🥹

Rubbing the outside of her hand with your thumb while holding hands

Your eyes

She loves them so much it’s not even funny 

When she gets home from having a bad day, she always looks into your eyes while hugging you and thinks, “Yeah, I’m gonna be okay.”

Helping her build her Lego sets

The way your hair looks when you wake up in the morning

It may look a little bit ruffled and messy, but that’s what she loves about it. It just makes you look even cuter

Your tummy ☺️

She loves to softly run her hand over your stomach when you guys are cuddling, or when she hugs you from behind while you’re cooking

How sweet you sound whenever you talk to elderly people T-T 

The way your eyes light up when you watch cartoons

“Jagiya what are you watching?”

“The amazing world of gumball! You should watch it with me, it’s really funny.”

“Okay, I guess I’ll give it a try.”

When you tidy up your table after eating in a restaurant, so the waiters won’t have to clean as much off of it

It’s not a very big detail, but she just loves how polite and considerate you are by doing that 💕

The small yelp you make when someone tries to tickle you

The way your tongue pokes out of your mouth whenever you’re working on homework, or trying to do something really difficult

She thinks it’s super cute

And last but not least, the way you listen to her so well whenever she’s talking to you

It’s a very important detail for her, considering she’s an introvert and they tend to get ignored a lot whenever they try to talk

She has a deep love and appreciation for you

“Thank you for always listening to me, and supporting me through thick and thin. I love you so much jagiya. You mean the world to me.” T-T

[jakesguitarsolo]

M’am I am so happy that you are doing Sexy Sunday!! You are absolutely one of the best at the short impure thoughts and blurbs I enjoy them so much!!!

This is one of my first time sending something like this so it might be a bit messy, but I have this thought inspired by a comment I saw the other day, it’s something like “humans often confused arousal with anxiety because an orgasm creates a release therefore lessening the anxiety”.

Imagine that you are stressed about something, maybe it’s an upcoming speech, some sort of big assignment for school/work, or perhaps you are also a performer and is stressed before going on stage, you know that it’s just your brain playing tricks with you but you still can’t help with all the nerves; and Jake can tell, it has happened before. he has been quiet, he has been observing you all day and picking up the little signs, from your constantly clicking the pen, drumming your fingers etc. you have been stubborn this time or just don’t want to give in so you didn’t talk about it with him;

you decided to make yourself a cup of tea to calm your nerves and accidentally over poured the cup or dropped a glass. Jake heard the sound and found you frustrated and on the verge of tears facing the mess you just made. when you are about to speak he stops you and starts kissing you, from your forehead to your cheek, on your neck and around your collarbone, you start relaxing under his touch, and heard him murmurs in your ear: “let me take care of my poor girl, yeah? fuck the nerves out of your system”

(Ahhhhh me covering my face and running away

First of all, thank you so much 🥹🥲 that is so sweet!! I’m so glad you enjoy them because I LOVE sharing them with you all and will obviously continue to do so.

Wow, you really set the scene beautifully. I adore this thought.

Warnings: 18+ after the cut! Minors DNI! Fluff, pet names, digital penetration, oral (f! receiving), unprotected sex, and cock warming.

I’m really just imaging how sweet and comforting Jake would be while talking you through it. He really wants to make you feel good, even if he thinks it’ll be a quick distraction from the stress.

He would pick you up and set you down gently on the couch. “Just lay back, babygirl. Relax and close your eyes. Let me do all the work. I’m gonna touch, taste, and fuck you all better.”

Jake would kiss all over your body while his incredibly magical hands worked your pussy. Fucking two fingers in you with one hand and using his other to rub tight circles on your clit. You already a whimpering and moaning mess. “It’s okay. Get out of your head, sweetheart. Focus on how good my fingers feel inside you.” Jake knows how good he is with his hands. It doesn’t take long before he feels your walls fluttering around his fingers. “Come on, sweetheart. Let go and give it to me. I can feel how close you are.” Tears finally fall from your eyes as he makes you come hard. After you’ve settled back down, you can’t help but sigh with relief. You laugh, “I can’t believe that worked, wow.”

Jake goes on, “I’m glad you feel better, babygirl but I said I’m gonna touch, taste, and fuck you all better, remember? You’ve got two more in you. I’m not nearly finished with you yet.” With that, he kisses his way down your body. Your cheek, neck, moving down the center of your chest… kissing on your soft stomach before resting on his forearms between your legs. He continues his attack with his lips all over your inner thighs, switching from an opened mouth kiss on your left thigh to one on the right. He licks a stripe from your entrance up to your sensitive clit, finally tasting you from before. You whimper at the contact, “more please, Jake. Don’t stop.” Jake smirks before diving in like a starved man. You grab onto his long hair attempting to pull him closer to you. You’re moving your hips around now riding his face. Using him just like he intended. Before you know it, your vision goes hazy and the orgasm rips through you again. Stronger this time. When Jake comes up for air, you see him lick his lips somehow trying to get more of a taste of you. Fuck, he looks so beautiful like that.

“Jake, I need your cock now. Please fuck me,” you beg. He rolls you onto your side and gets behind you, always wanting to be the big spoon. He loves being as close to you as possible when he fucks you. Jake has been rock hard this entire time, but he’s focusing on your pleasure tonight. It’s all about you. He lifts up your leg just a tiny bit before sliding his thick cock into your soaking pussy with ease. He fits you so perfectly. Fills you up deliciously as he slowly thrusts into you. Jake is kissing the back of your neck and lightly biting down on your shoulder. “Sweetheart, you feel so fucking good wrapped around me like this. Fuck.” He’s got his arm around you, grabbing onto your breasts and toying with your nipple. “Harder, Jake… fuck, I— I’m so close again.” You can’t believe your body has managed to give him two orgams already, and your third is creeping up fast. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you, babygirl. I always give you what you need, don’t I?” Jake thrusts in hard and deep, just like you need. Hitting that sweet spot that he knows so well. You can tell that he’s close to, his thrusts stuttering a bit and losing momentum. It doesn’t matter at this point. “Come with me, Jake. Please I need it.” Like you just granting him permission, he releases inside you. Moaning beautifully into your ear as you reach your third orgasm with him. Jake goes to pull out of you, when you grab his arm and pull and hold him close to you. You utter, “No, stay like this with me. I just want to lay with you for awhile.” Jake grips your chin turning your face to meet his, and responds with “Anything for you, darling” before planting another kiss on your lips and nuzzling into your neck. You both close your eyes and drift off to the best sleep you’ve had in a long time.

[glystenangel]

can i request a yuji x megumi fic inspired by Strawberries & Cigarettes - Troye Sivan pls🥹? megumi being the one coming up to yuji asking to light his cig? fluff, romance, PG, no curses

Strawberries & Cigarettes🍓🚬

Strawberry!Yuji Itadori x Cigarette!Megumi Fushigurou

summary/tags/warnings: everything in the ask, yuji and gumi are hs seniors (so 18), slightly ooc bc i am a firm believer that gumi inherited some suaveness from toji, also megumi has green eyes here bc i like his manga color palette better, short and sweet, kissing, also most of what's mentioned in the song bc i luv that song too, smoking obvs

thank you for requesting and i hope u enjoy<333

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“Hey, you got a light?”

At first, Yuji doesn’t think he heard that right.

“Me?” He points at himself, and the mysterious, raven haired boy in front of him nods.

Yuji had been in his usual thinking spot at the park, the swing set, when he heard the crunch of boot soles on the sand in front of him.

Now, this boy is standing here. He looks to be the same age as Yuji, and the uniform he has on is a pair of crisp navy blue pants with an untucked white button up. He seems a bit taller than Yuji, but it could be because of the slimness of his features. The point of his nose is sharpened at the end of a high nose bridge, and the planes of his pale cheeks and jawline have a delicate edge to them. He also has a sullen yet sharp look to his face, dark and messy locks of hair with matching lengthy eyelashes to frame unreadable green eyes. 

Whoever he is, Yuji can only describe the stranger as very pretty.

Suddenly, it might be best to stop staring.

He pretends to search his pockets, and then offers up an apologetic smile, “I’m sorry. I actually don’t smoke.”

The boy looks down at him with no emotion, and Yuji is taken aback yet again by how his eyelashes fan over his cheeks.

He really is one of the most beautiful people Yuji has ever seen.

“Oh, that’s alright. I’ll just go to the convenience store then.”

“Okay.” Yuji says dumbly, unsure of how to respond to that.

The boy walks off without another word, and Yuji watches him go until the top of his head ducks into the convenience store across the street. 

After a few minutes of confused silence, Yuji is surprised to see him return and sit down in the swing next to him. 

He lights his cigarette with a practiced flick of his fingers, and then turns to Yuji after taking a long drag.

“So,” Tendrils of gray smoke curl around the striking verdant color of his eyes, “What’s your name?”

Yuji hadn’t expected him to come back, let alone converse with him.

He blinks, and then smiles while sheepishly rubbing the backside of his undercut, “Uh, it’s Yuji! Yuji Itadori.”

Delicately balancing the cigarette between his lips, the boy holds out his hand, “Megumi Fushigurou.”

Yuji takes it, trying to ignore the heat creeping up behind his neck from the brief clasp of palms, “Where do you go to school?” 

“The high school on the west end of town. I’m a senior.” Megumi juts his head sideways, tapping ash onto the playground sand.

“Ah, okay. Me too! I go to the one over there though.” Yuji points, and Megumi’s eyes flit towards the distant red bricked building at the tip of Yuji’s finger.

“Cool.”

Yuji nods in agreement, and then decides to blurt out a question before the lull in conversation can get too awkward.

“So, why do you come to this park? It’s a bit far.”

“It’s my smoking spot. I used to live in this part of town. Old habits die hard, I guess.” The corner of Megumi’s lip slightly curls up, and then he gestures to Yuji with the end of his cigarette, “You?”

“I just moved here a month ago. I figured this would be a good thinking spot.” He runs a hand through the petal hues of his hair, hoping Megumi doesn't find him stupid for whatever reason.

That’s when Megumi fully grins, and Yuji can’t help but notice how much that small shift in expression makes his heart pound.

“Great minds think alike, don’t they?”

Yuji swallows at the amusement in Megumi’s voice and gathered in the corners of his mouth. How the sun seems to flock to his smile and the spark of happiness in his eyes.

Somehow, he manages to answer.

“Right.”

“So,” Megumi pushes the swing back with his heels, “What exactly do you think about here?”

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As time passes, Yuji keeps staying at the park later and later just to talk with Megumi. 

He finds out his birthday is December 22nd, that he has 2 pet dogs, and that he likes to read. Nonfiction, specifically.

There seems to be a lot to find out about Megumi’s habits too.

Yuji notices that he always closes his eyes when he lights his cigarette, able to sense the end of it and the warmth of the flame. When he talks about something he’s really excited about he instinctively looks to the ground, as if he wants the Earth to listen to his passionate exclamations and see the soft joy in his beam. Whenever Yuji buys sugary snacks for them to share, Megumi will insist he doesn’t like sweets, but always picks out the strawberry flavored pieces to eat.

Sometimes, Yuji wonders if Megumi notices similar things about himself. If he piques Megumi’s interest more than the light brush of their cheeks every time they embrace in greeting or when they both laugh way too hard at the stories they tell each other, bonding over rare high school triumphs and pesky lows.

In the quiet lulls throughout his day to day routine, he wonders if Megumi could like him.

Tonight, that train of thought seems to haunt Yuji as they’re pointing out constellations above their heads and avoiding the dim street lights bordering the park by sitting in the grass.

“That cluster looks like a bear.” The stars speckle the emerald in Megumi’s eyes, and Yuji has a hard time tearing his gaze away long enough to acknowledge the celestial formation Megumi is pointing at.

“It totally does! That one kind of looks like two people kissing. Gross.” Yuji gently pushes Megumi’s elbow to another spot in the sky, and Megumi tilts his head as his elbow relaxes against the subtle touch.

“I think it’s nice.” He seems to consider the blanket of stars before him for a moment, “Two people or two boys?”

Megumi lowers his hand, turning to face the utter shock forcing Yuji’s jaw open before he snaps it shut with a nervous bite.

A long silence peppered with the chirp of crickets stretches between them, and Megumi is still staring at Yuji.

He can practically feel the weight of it as Megumi observes the way Yuji stiffens in his seat, all patience and expectations.

Yuji runs the palm of his hand over his mouth and then behind his neck, “Uh-”

“Hey! Curfew ended an hour ago, you boys need to come with me.” 

The pair quickly jolt up as a patrol officer walks towards them while wagging a chastising finger, and Yuji gives Megumi a quick glance before grabbing his hand.

“Come on, run!”

He tugs the stunned boy along, adrenaline rushing heat to his skin, especially once Megumi seems to register the instruction and intertwines his fingers with Yuji’s as they pick up speed.

“You kids are in big trouble!” The policeman pants, trying to catch up with them and the static of his radio clicking on.

“Where should we go?” Yuji yells, constantly checking his pace so Megumi doesn’t fall behind.

“Over here!” Megumi shoves Yuji into an alleyway, and the chainlink spread across its middle almost knocks the breath out of him.

“Shit, there’s a fence.” The dark haired boy groans, and Yuji wastes no time chucking his backpack over.

“Come on, we gotta jump it!” Yuji hops up the barrier and clambers over, reaching a hand down to help Megumi and hauling him onto the other side.

Once they’re safely away from the fence, the rushed footsteps of their pursuer race right past their hiding spot, but even then Megumi keeps a finger to his lips as he and Yuji head to the end of the alley. The narrow space opens up behind a bustling cafe, where the distant call of orders and the clang of kitchen utensils offer enough cover to ease their shared panic.

“I think we lost him.”

Before he can help it, Yuji doubles over with laughter at Megumi’s declaration.

“That was a close one!”

“Too close.” Megumi chuckles, breathlessness lacing the rare sound, “That was crazy.”

He takes out a half full box of cigarettes and his lighter out of his pocket, and Yuji springs at the chance.

“Here,” He slides the lighter out of the other boy’s hand and flicks it on, “I got it.”

Megumi gives him an unreadable look, but then automatically closes his eyes and leans towards the lighter being held between them.

Even though the flame is small, it fans over the fine expanse of Megumi’s face, etching dark orange shadow and smoothing light into every defined feature. His cupid’s bow pokes out a bit more when a cigarette rests between his lips, and the glow of fire makes the shape of it nearly irresistible.

Yuji can’t look away, even when Megumi appears to sense him looking and opens his eyes.

Pretty doesn’t even begin to describe Megumi anymore.

The flame disappears with a shaky drop of Yuji’s hand, “Sorry-”

He isn’t sure why he’s apologizing, he just feels like an idiot.

Silence and darkness hang the apology in the air, and Yuji can tell Megumi is inhaling from the dot of burnt scarlet floating in front of his nose.

Blue moonlight is dousing his shoulders and sinking into the midnight ink of his hair.

It’s beautiful.

A few more drags, and then Megumi crushes the embers beneath his shoe.

Yuji feels the pure scrutiny of his stare as Megumi takes his face in his hands and soothes his thumbs back and forth over the olive toned skin just beneath his cheekbones.

His heart is pounding in his chest, and he imagines that it's racing at nothing less than a rate of 60 miles per hour.

Then, Megumi inches even closer, eyes focused and staring only at Yuji’s parted lips.

He can already feel the kiss coming.

“You have nothing to apologize for.”

With that sweet reassurance, Yuji melts into the subsequent kiss Megumi carefully presses to his lips.

Immediately, he tastes sugar and smoke rings. 

Like every long night and daydream he spent thinking about Megumi, it left Yuji wanting to kiss him forever.

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Later that night, Megumi drives Yuji home and they hold hands as they make their way to his front door.

“I like you.” Yuji says, grinning at the way the tips of Megumi’s ears darken with blush.

Even flustered, he manages an endearing, “I like you too.”

The rest of their walk is quiet with newfound bliss,  but once they make it to their destination, Megumi shyly runs his thumb over Yuji’s knuckles.

Yuji smiles at the motion, because Megumi’s flingers are thinner than his and he finds the size difference in their hands too cute for words.

“Is it alright if we kiss again?” Megumi asks, and Yuji nods with butterflies filling his stomach.

“Really? I just smoked, you don’t mind it? I should’ve asked earlier.”

He looks imploringly into the bright copper of Yuji’s eyes, and Yuji shakes his head before running a thumb over the swell of Megumi’s bottom lip.

“I like it. You taste like strawberries and cigarettes.”

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End Notes:

this was cuteeee! thank you for requesting💗❤

I rarely write bl but i do like how this one turned out :) hope you like ty again!!

[gh0stlyfixation]

The love of us

Part two

Paring: Simon x reader, mentions of König

Word count: 1.9k

Warnings: smut, MDNI! Thigh riding, not implied but consensual actions. Drinking, swearing. Things kinda move quickly.

Part of “The love of us” series, part one - part three

I’ve never written smut so I hope it’s okay🥹

König had been sent out on a mission in his home country while Simon was left back enjoying his leave. It’s been a day since that appointment and Simon received a message that his results are in, “everything looks good! Your cholesterol is a little bit high but it’s expected when your diet is red meats only! Have a good day!” The message read. It’s true, he loves his steaks, it’s all König cooks for him. “Maybe I’ll add in more chicken,” Simon says to himself as he parks his car at the base's office parking lot.

Simon sees a shiny black BMW pull up, the windows are tinted and the engine is loud, but a pretty sounding loud. They must make lots of money. That’s when he sees a pair of heels step out of the car, a leg showing, and then he looks up at the person's face, it’s you.

Your wearing a black pencil skirt with a light blue blouse tucked in, and black heels to match. Your hair was up in a messy bun and glasses on your face, and no makeup on. He sees you place your purse over your shoulder and that’s when he realizes he’s staring at you because you look over and give him a wave, “Hi Ghost!” You smile.

FUCK! She’s smiling at me! He waved back smiling at you but she couldn’t see it through his mask, she sees the face shift under it.

She walked over to him, her heels clicking, fuck she looked good. As she gets closer he sees a diamond ring band on her right ring finger, almost looks like a wedding band, was she married? Simon thinks, no it would be on her left finger if so. “Call me Simon.” he tells you.

You nod and smile, “Good to see you again! Where’s König?” You asked him, seeming a little disappointed he wasn’t around.

“What? I’m not enough to talk with?” He teased.

“What! I-” you stuttered

He chuckled, “relax, I’m just teasing you. He’s out on a mission in Germany, also seeing some family members.” He said.

“Oh, why didn’t you go with him? To see his family?” You asked as the both of you walked to the building. Simon was surprised you knew of his relationship. Maybe word got around to you, “my nurse informed me, plus it was how you and him interacted that gave it away. I think you both are cute together.” You explained, surprising him more.

“Oh, well, his family isn’t too supportive so to ease the tension I don’t go. What about you? Do you have a partner?” He asked, casually trying to see what the band was about.

“Oh, um, no. But I was married.” You sighed, “he passed away a few months back before I moved here.” You say.

Simon felt bad for asking, he was mentally kicking himself, “how if I may ask?” He asked. He felt stupid again for asking such personal questions

You didn’t mind though. You didn’t have any friends here and it felt nice talking about this to someone, “cancer, stage 4 and aggressive.” You told him walking into your little office. You set your purse down and point at the picture of him, "that’s him a few days before he passed.” You said. Simon leaned down to look at the photo.

“I’m sorry for asking. I wouldn’t have if I knew it was such a bad history.” He spoke up looking at you.

“No, it’s okay. I don’t have any friends here so it’s nice talking to you.” You pathetically say.

How can you have no friends, or at least acquaintances in two months, “you have me and König, I know he likes you a lot.” Simon says. You scoff playfully and put on your white coat and grab a mirror to put mascara on.

“What do you do with your friends?” You asked.

“Drink with the boys, we don’t have many girlfriends.” Simon says.

“I like to drink.” You said.

“Want to get one tonight then?”

—

Simon picked you up from your apartment a few hours ago, you skipped out to his car wearing a sundress and you were now 6 drinks and 2 shots in, you were plastered. “This is so fun,” you giggled.

Simon was able to pace himself, and learned that you could not. Simon smiled at you through his mask, “is it?” He asked

“I bet you're cute under that mask, why do you wear it?” You asked pinching the mask around his cheek feeling how thick it was, “doesn’t it get hot?” You ask him ignoring the first question. “I bet you have more.” You continued. He chuckled at your actions and words, “oh, what about König? Man’s huge. He's hot, your hot too. Like two tall men? Hell yes. Fuck I’m speaking too much, where are my fries?” You said walking back to the bar and asking for your fries that were never ordered.

But Simon sat still at your confession, maybe she’s just too drunk. But she’s also said so much truth about herself, she can’t be lying.

Simon quickly sent König a message with a picture of you at the bar demanding your fries, “she’s just admitted that we're hot because we're tall. Also demanding fries.”

König messaged quickly, “fuck you managed to get a date with her in less than 48 hours of knowing her?” Completely ignoring that fact she called him hot.

Simon looked up and saw you demanding the fries you never ordered, Simon stands up to grab you from the bar, “come on, I’ll get you some fries on the way home.” He said.

“Okay!” You giggled forgetting about the bartender. You grasped his hand and Simon melts at this, you holding his hand, it's so tiny compared to his.

You skip into the parking lot pulling him with you, you hear simons phone ring. You keep moving as Simon struggles to get his phone from his pocket.

“Yeah?” He asked with a sigh not looking at the ID.

“Hello to you too. You ignored my message Liebling.” König said.

“Woo!” You yelled as you jumped.

Simon sighed again as you let go of him and ran to his car, “she’s a literal child when she drinks. I had to pry her away from the bar, she was demanding fries so much the bartender was getting frustrated.” Simon said as he unlocked his car for you to sit.

“She called us hot?” König asked him

“She said and I quote ‘man’s huge.’ About you and then said you were hot and that I was hot because we were two tall men.” Simon said with a stifled laugh.

König chuckled, “keep winning her over. Not sure when I’ll be home, unfortunately. My sister says hi by the way.” He says.

His sister was the only one who supported Simon and König, “tell her the same. I’m about to go now, I love you.” Simon said softly with a smile.

“I love you too,” and he hung up.

“Was that König?” You asked with your seatbelt on ready to go.

“Yes, he was asking about you.” Simon told you.

“Oh,” you say suddenly getting shy and quiet. Simon smiled at your reaction.

He placed a hand on your thigh and you tensed at the action but continued to smile, “no need to be shy, little girl.” Simon spoke.

Little girl, he called me a little girl, “I am anything but a little girl.” You pouted crossing your arms and making your breast squeeze together.

Simon looked over at you and noticed your pouting lips, god you looked hot, he thinks. You see him staring at you, and you do it back, you wanted to pounce on him.

And that’s exactly what you do. You quickly unbuckle your seat belt and push his mask just above his lips and grab his cheeks and pull him towards you and crash on his lips. Simon had no time to react and he knows it was your drunk impulsion to make you do this but he didn’t have it in him to tell you to stop. You both fight for dominance, you winning and sticking your tongue in his mouth grazing his. Simon placed his hands on your waist and hoist you up over the center console onto his lap not breaking contact.

You moan when he rubs your waist, everything feels 10x better, hotter. You only imagine if König was here, watching you both. You grow wet at the thought but pull away for some air. You place your hands on Simon's chest and unknowingly start rocking your hips on his clothed thigh, he doesn’t stop you.

You had control, something Simon doesn’t give away easily but he wasn’t going to do anything to you but kiss and watch, you were drunk. It felt so wrong but so right. You trusted him that much he knew.

You whined when Simon held you down by the waist, “that feel good pretty girl?” He cooed.

You nodded frantically placing your hands on his shoulders. He could feel the wetness seeping through his jeans, “s’good.” You moan going fast throwing your head back.

“You gonna make a mess on me? Come on darling, show me what you got.” He said.

You squeeze your eyes shut feeling your orgasm coming quickly, “I’m gonna cum!” You say before grabbing his face again and kissing him hard. He kisses back just has hard, helping you move.

“Ah-oh fuck Si!” He forces you through your orgasm as you jerked on him. You leaned your head against his forehead, suddenly sobar.

You hadn’t orgasmed in over a year, it felt so good. “You okay pretty girl?” He asked softly pushing some of your hair back and separating your faces to gauge how you felt.

“So okay,” you sigh with a smile. “Was that okay? I didn’t ask for permission, I kinda just did it.” You ask worriedly.

“It’s more than okay. A suprise for sure.” He says with a smile. You can see his smile for the first time.

“You have a pretty smile. I bet your face is even prettier.” You say trying to get him to take it off.

Simon thought hard about it. Only König gets to see his face and the outside world. He wears a mask to keep his identity hidden during work and combat. Not because he’s ugly as Soap so kindly asked.

“I want you to know only special people get to see it.” He told you.

“Oh,” you frown looking down, suddenly feeling stupid. Simon puts a finger under your chin and lifts your head back up to see his mask is long gone.

“And you are special.” He finishes as you look over his face, handsome, you think.

“I was right.” You said with a smile kissing him.

Then you remember König, you just came all over his boyfriend, and you get worried again. You get off Simon and sit in the passenger seat putting distance from you both, “what’s wrong?” Simon ask. His face grows in confusion.

“I just came all over you!” You exclaim.

Simon smirks, “yeah you did, and?” He ask.

“König is your boyfriend! You just cheated!” You say in disbelief.

“Trust me, if he was here, you’d be coming again but on his thigh.” Simon points out smirking more at you.

“What?” You asked, your eyes wide.

“We’ve been looking for a third party in our relationship. König and me have been smitten with you since we met you.” Simon confesses.

“You met me yesterday? And I was less then interesting yesterday.” You spoke with a scoff not knowing how to take this information.

“König liked your smile.” Simon says trying to make you feel better.

“Oh,” you said sitting up a little bit straighter. “And you?” You ask crossing your arms again.

“Your eyes.” He says to you while looking in at them.

You get shy once again, “let’s get you home. I know your going to be feeling a headache.” He spoke.

You nodded and looked down at his thigh, a damp dark spot shows and his cock bulging in his pants. You suddenly feel guilty, god damn, so many emotions! You thought.

“Don't worry about me, pretty girl.” He says as he notices your gaze. You wonder how big he is. He’s got to be massive. “Stop thinking about it,” Simon says. You instantly look away as Simon drives away to your home with a smile.

I’m fucked, you thought.

[honeymouthedtales]

hi.

i just wanted to let you know how much "paint the town" means to me—despite the messy dynamics and the long haul— i absolutely loved the a-slice-in-life setting and the complexity of the characters (just the entirety of the story, basically). they were so real. it became my ultimate comfort fic and thinking about ptt mark and ptt donghyuck hurts so good bc they felt so real, like flesh and bones real that i wanted to melt into my screen and into the story to see everything that has transpired first hand. i'm a bit late to finding this gem but i'm glad my sleep deprived brain decided it needed more doses of mh content at 4 in the morning to function.

ps. i made my boyfriend read ptt and we are now both obsessed with it. he sent me a trailer of this movie produced by lin-manuel miranda called "aristotle and dante discover the secrets of the universe" 10 minutes ago and i Could Not Help but see ptt mark and hyuck written all over it. i hope you could give it a watch and perhaps tell me if you see them too 🥹

That's so cool, I've never read the book nor seen the movie but it's pretty famous as a lgbt coming of age story so I bought the ebook at some point but I never got to read it.

Also thank you and thank your boyfriend as well for the compliments ㅠㅠ paint this town was extremely difficult to write, it took more than a year, and what started as a somehow light project under the theme of coming back together took a slightly darker and melanchonic tune as the story proceeded, but i really like how it came out in the end and i'm always happy when people appreciate how raw it feels. Sending lots of love <3

[khaleesiofalicante]

Damn I feel like it's been forever for some reason lmao. Last week's hell is finally over and I get to relax this week! I'm going out with some friends on Friday and I've also cleared my phone and organized my notes!!! It feels so good😭 Now I have some thoughts about last chapter BECAUSE WOW

First of all fuck Mallory, I hate her and I will never get tired of saying this and I am now divided between wanting to read the next chapter so bad and dreading it with my whole being 🙂

My heart broke into a million pieces with the first part!!! Rafael's fear for Max is shown so damn well and Max's thoughts are messy and all over the place and the way you can see him moving in and out of reality is overwhelming!!

I kinda guessed the "why isn't he smiling?" part but fuck if it ripped my heart 😭😭

"Tears of grief" Max loving him so much he literally recognizes his tears and knows these ones too.... And saying he looks as if he is grieving something that was his everything, not knowing David was grieving him. Grieving them. The life they had built. Gone.

"I wanna see daddy" WHEN I TELL YOU I WAS SCREAMING INTERNALLY ON MY FLOOR!! When we first saw on the first chapters I was so confused and now that the dots connected I am in pain 😭. And you wrote that scene so beautifully, their pain and horror and how you see Max slowly losing himself because it's just too much. The pain is too much. Losing David, Lance's pain, his job, his home...

And the scene with Magnus!!! GOING TO MY FAVE COLLECTION 🥺. Also him giving the band to AJ later, because Magnus said he could give it to someone else when it hurt just a little bit less HOLY SHIT😭😭

I can go on a three hour analysis so Imma stop jdhdjdjkd. BUT THE PRESENT TOO JFC

Max's growth. That ends me everytime. Seeing how much he has changed and how he survived through all of this. Thinking of the was Alec told him how proud he is of Max because he made it. Not the way he planned. But he did it. He got so far, and that took so much strength but he still survived. Same Alec, same🥹

But also the fucking parallel:

"He was careful now (...) Just in case. Just in case he'll get his heart broken all over again."

///

Not without an explanation. Not without getting his heart broken into a million pieces one last time.

Then, just like everything else in life, things slowly got better. This whole fic is a prove of it and I can't even-

YES LANCE CALL HIS IDIOTIC SELF OUT!!! TELL HIM DAVID LOVES HIM MORE THAN LIFE ITSELF!!! I WILL NEVER GET TIRED IF HIS SASS BTW

You once said that tlnd was was about acceptance and healing, but IALS is about forgiveness, about learning to forgive the people we love, but mostly about learning to forgive ourselves (I have the receipts don't @ me) and this scene portrayed that so well. Even though Max knows it wasn't his fault he still blames himself. Because knowing is not the same as accepting it. As Max said, shit is hard to internalize.

THIS GOES TO MY TOP 10😭😭 LANCE AND MAX TALKING TO EACH OTHER IS EVERYTHING I KNEW I NEEDED FROM THE VERY START I AM SO EMOTIONAL!!! Also Lance and Max's detective skills together??? ✨ Iconic✨

Tell me how to love you as you want to be loved and I'll do it to give you the comfort and safety you deserve is something I'll never get tired of😭😭 istg I could go on a whole speech about this part because it's so true. Sometimes parents don't love us the way we want to be loved, but that doesn't mean there's no love there. It's just different of what we expect. And sometimes people go their whole lives not knowing of that love and that's just sad.

That is one unproblematic child,” Max noted. “Really doesn’t fit into this clusterfuck of a family.”

“I’m waiting for him to set Hollywood on fire,” Lance informed. “Don’t lose hope yet.”

HOLY SHIT I JUST REALIZED I'M THE ARTHUR OF MY FAMILY. WHAT DO I DO WITH THIS KNOWLEDGE???

I have so many feeling about that apartment and Harry and them but I will not unpack them bc this shit is already long enough 🙂

Their conversation. The way they've both changed so much. Talking about how they wished they were there for Lance and for each other. I was in TEARS

Everything of the last scene was *screams internally* David fucking pushing Max to the wall, stronger than hate. "He's scared of something". Fucking Mon ange, *what did Mallory do to you?"

I just want you to know I will combust into confetti or tears in the next chapter. Probably both...

Anyway this turned long and I better go. Take care and drink lots of tea!!!!

💙.💙.💙.

This made me so 😇😇😇😇 and gave me some motivation to write the next chapter 😭😭😭😭 Thank you 💚💚💚

This is Lance sleeping in Arthur’s room 🥰🥰🥰

[maris-medley]

Random Wren Infodump (BTC AU character)

Note: Honestly didn’t think I’d be making a post like this but jfc thoughts of Wren and BTC Springtrap are consuming my thoughts,,, so much,,, god I love them. But since I’ve barely talked about her, I doubt anybody who’s read the Messing With Remnant oneshots knows what I’m talking about SOOOOO I’M MAKING A POST ABOUT HER HEHEHEHAHAHAH

This might all end up kinda messy because I don’t really know how to organize posts like this so.. bare with me here please. 🧍‍♀️

Also!! Keep in mind—just in case the title was confusing—BTC IS NOT MY AU!! THIS IS AN AU OF THE BTC UNIVERSE, WHICH IS AN AU BASED OFF UCN BY THE LOVELY @skeletoninthemelonland !! ALL THE BTC STUFF I MAY MENTION IS OF THEIR CREATION WITH MY ONLY REAL ORIGINAL WORKS BEING MY LITTLE SCENARIOS/ONESHOTS THAT I WRITE BASED OFF IT AND MY OCs RIVER AND WREN!! THATS IT!! IF YOURE INTERESTED IN BTC GO SUPPORT SKELETON (STARBS) NOT ME!! <33

Anyways yeah uhhhh again I really don’t know how to set up posts like this so I’m probably just gonna start listing things off about Wren now until I run out of things to say that aren’t spoilers. 💔

And feel free to send asks if there’s anything more you wanna know!! :)

***

First off I need to get my River-related thoughts out of my system so I will say right now that River is NOT gonna like Wren at first. Not one bit. There’s a lore reason for why exactly that is which I can’t say much about yet other than the fact that she generally just has an… aversion to people who’ve worked for Fazbear Ent. that she can’t really explain (because she doesn’t remember exactly why she hates it and its employees or what led her to hate it), but regardless of how much—or rather how little—she holds a very deep-seated bias against them. And… yeah. She recognizes most of the characters in the Backstage as Fazbear characters, but the one she’s always known the least about (nothing at all, in fact) was Springtrap. Sooo… yeah…

And Wren’s just gonna be sitting here absolutely dumbfounded at all the dirty looks River will give her and be like “????? Motherfucker WHAT DID I DO????” and River will just not explain at all cause she doesn’t actually know her reasoning and also just likes to irritate her and Springtrap anyways. Just… Wren more so than Springtrap.

OKAY NEXT THING UHHH SO WREN IS A VAMPIRE BUT NOT IN THE WAY ONE WOULD EXPECT!!!

She does not evaporate in sunlight!! Much like the original interpretations of the vampire, she actually just gets really bad sunburns really easily. So it’s lucky for her that the Backstage doesn’t have a sun!

Not only that!! She also isn’t completely immortal! She can slow the aging process (she died at around 40-ish btw), but uhh she still died eventually regardless of what she did… but luckily for her (or at least that’s how she’d think of it), she didn’t pass on in quite so “boring” a way!!

Yeah no she got stuck with the lethal injection when she got found out for eating people… yeah…

Her job as a Fazbear employee didn’t pay very well so she figured she’d be able to get her blood fix by doing a side gig killing people for money.

On top of all that!! You guys remember the pfp below right? Well that’s her!! Except, that’s not actually what she looks like. 🤨

Art by @/way1past1cool on Insta btw! Follow him. 🫵

But yeah she does NOT actually look like that LMAAOAOAOAOAO

She dyes her hair and wears color contacts because this is for some reason what’s viewed as “conventionally attractive” in the U.S., which she uses to appear more “likeable”. As a result, she doesn’t have very great self-esteem, especially when it comes to her ACTUAL appearance… :,)

Her hair is actually black!! And her eyes are a hazel/gold-looking color!! She is pretty regardless of the form she takes tbh. 🥹

Which reminds me!! She can shapeshift! But only into certain things and for a certain amount of time (which isn’t very long tbh).

Animals she can turn into include: bat, cat, and crow.

Yep! That’s it!

She can also change her size/height, similar to the way Nezuko and other demons do in Demon Slayer. But again, only for a short amount of time, as she uses up a lot of energy doing so.

And she actually LOST most of these abilities when she passed on. The only reason she can still do smaller things like turn into a bat and change her height, is because she was always more “spirit” than human, even though she mostly WAS human. Which I know doesn’t make any sense when I explain it that way but I don’t know how else to explain it. 🧍‍♀️

The easiest thing I can compare it to is the human-fae situation, where it’s allegedly possible that some people are naturally more in tune with spiritual stuff because of their ancestors potentially having relations with fae folk.

Not saying that definitely happened btw!!! I just think the idea is really funny so I’m gonna say one of Wren’s ancestors was an Energy Vampire (actual thing) who got with a vampire-vampire because I think that’s silly. ☝️

Admittedly I ignored the issue of genetics and stuff when I first created Wren due to the fact that she was originally made as a joke so some of her background as a vampire might change at some point tbh. 😭

Anyways (yes there’s more), despite her background, Wren’s actually a very sweet person! She’s nice to pretty much everyone, and just comes off as a little… odd sometimes because she’s always sleep-deprived, and she’s never really been very good at concealing her emotions (and she’s almost always pretty sad 🥲). She doesn’t know if people are oblivious cause they’re weirded out by her or if they just don’t say anything about it, but she’s not gonna ask.

SPRINGTRAP THOUGH

She feels most comfortable around him and River (even though River kinda hates her to her core at first 😔).

However, once River inevitably gets used to her, their relationship will be pretty similar to that of River and her mother/Wren and her daughter.

Oh yeah forgot to mention Wren’s daughter is dead and already fully moved on like a really long time ago whoops. 💔

However, because neither of them remember the specifics of their past lives, their attitude towards the feeling at first is kinda just like:

“On second thought I guess I’m bored of hating you you’re kinda chill :)”

And Wren never disliked River, she just always found the hatred/passive-aggressiveness really strange so she kinda just tried her best not to irritate her because she kinda ALREADY felt bad for doing something wrong (even though she had no clue what she even did).

But yeah, once River kinda gets used to her being around she’s randomly gonna be like “you’re okay I guess… I’m not good with apologies can we just like- watch MLP or smth-”

(Wren’s favorite of the mane six is Applejack btw. If you even CARE /lh)

As for her relationship with Springtrap… well, based on the art you can probably already tell she has the absolute worst taste in men (Mari is projecting).

She won’t really fall for him IMMEDIATELY when she meets him though buuuuuut she’ll get attached pretty quickly. 💀

ESPECIALLY considering he and River are probably like the first people she’s ever met that wouldn’t actually care that much if they knew she was a literal monster.

In fact, I love to think Springtrap would be utterly BAFFLED at the idea of Wren of all people being self-conscious about how she looks and just say some shit like “???? No offense but???? Can you even see me right now????? Do you need contacts????? I can make you glasses?????? Because???? I am a 7-foot-tall walking corpse??????”

I can’t get into specifics, but let’s just say their first encounter will be somewhat similar in nature to his first encounter with River, whereas he’ll try to frighten her into staying away from him. Except, unlike River—who KNEW that was what he was doing—Wren will not understand at all; she will NOT get the hint until super far into the story and randomly think “…oh. he was mad at ME. i- wow.”

ALSO unlike River—who just kinda follows Springtrap around because she’s secretly afraid to talk to anyone besides him or Tom—Wren will kinda be hopping back and forth between hanging out with them and interacting with the other residents because she wants to know all about this realm and how it works. :)

She and River are very similar in that their curiosity often gets the best of them, it’s just that River’s a lot worse at interacting with… normal people, than Wren is. 💀

Wren also happens to have a passion for engineering and mechanics!! However, that’s another thing she feels really self-conscious about; because although she’d gone to college to take courses, she was never actually able to get a job in the field because of all the interviewers’ sexist views.

So yeah, even though she KNOWS they were wrong, she couldn’t actually do anything about it and unfortunately had to settle for switching between entry-level positions at Fazbear Ent.

This is something she only vaguely remembers, so although she doesn’t know exactly WHY, she’ll often keep away from Springtrap’s stuff at first because although she’ll definitely be tempted to offer help, she’ll end up feeling really weird and icky about it without knowing why. :(

But on a much lighter note!! She’ll feel a LOT more comfortable with herself around Springtrap in particular, and although it doesn’t exactly change how insecure she is, she definitely enjoys herself a lot more around him and River (and Tom) than most other people. So even though she’ll be smiling and friendly with pretty much everyone, it’ll be like night and day when one compares her smiling around others and smiling around Springtrap.

“But how will Wren handle blood cravings when she arrives in Backstage and nobody has blood? 🙋”

Don’t worry about it.

(she’s gonna suffer in silence until someone finally notices she’s at her breaking point because she refuses to just walk up to somebody and be like “you guys know where I can find blood I kinda need to drink it to stay alive”)

As nice of a person as she is though, she is very okay with evil deeds and murder because she has stopped caring at this point. 👍

Aaaannnd I think I’ve run out of things to say for now BUT I ASSURE YOU THERES MORE!! I JUST CANT REMEMBER RN!! SO PLEASE SEND ME ASKS I’D LOVE TO RAMBLE ABOUT HER MORE AS WELL AS RIVER!! THEY ARE MY BABIES!!

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Taking a bath with Josh🥹. Just getting to relax against his skin in the water and enjoy the sweet little touches and gentle kisses here and there. Not a sexual moment, but it’s filled so much love and intimacy.

I’m in a soft mood today hehe🥰❤️

Aw sweet Joshy is my favorite, if you cant tell by my smuts of Josh alone.

I think Josh would be the king of self care, he'd help you when he could sense you feeling run down. Giving you a hug when you'd come back from work, feeling the way you sigh against him and seem to let all your weight onto him, essentially as though he were the only thing holding you up. He hates to see you less than your bubbly and sunny self, "What's wrong, darlin?" He'd ask sweetly, his hand running over your back as his other arm holds you closely to him. "Everyone at work is an idiot besides me." You huff into his shoulder, hiding your face in his shirt, taking in his scent, warm and familiar as your let your eyes close. "Aw baby, I'm sorry. Come on, let me love on you." He says softly as he picks you up and carries you to your shared bathroom, setting you down on the counter top. You watch as he putters around the bathroom, starting you a bath, pouring in some lavender epsom salts and turning some music on. He comes over to you, standing between your legs, "Arms up," he quietly instructs. You lazily put up your arms as Josh pulls your shirt over your head, undoing your uncomfortable bra, taking the time to undo your messy bun, letting your hair cascade over your shoulders, "You look like an angel," He says softly, bringing you to look up at him, a small smile tugging at your lips from his sweet words.

He takes your hands, pulling off your rings and bracelets gently, you take his hand to help you down so he can slip off your boots and pants, he's the real angel. Taking in the simple joys of taking care of the one you love like this. He helps you into the warm bathwater, the smell of lavender making you breathe deeply, letting the salts undo your tense muscles as the water washes over your body. "Be right back." He smiles as he steps out of the room. He comes back and undresses, you scoot up a bit from your spot in the tub, allowing Josh to come and sit behind you. He pulls your arms gently to rest against his front. He wraps his arms around your waist and chest, letting the day roll off of you with his warmth of his body behind you. He'd wash your body for you, your heart swells as he pampers you. Running a lathered washcloth over your back, humming along to the music drifting in the warm air. He presses a kiss into your shoulder, you spin around and start massaging shampoo into his hair, he does the same and you two are simultaneously scratching your nails against his scalp, making his wet and shampoo-y hair into a mohawk while he makes your hair stand up like an eiffel tower, his smile absolutely lighting you up, bringing you back to the you he loves so much. So you sit there together, spending the evening being absolutely pampered by the love of your life.