#ty for your patience 💗

[iheartcurlyfries]

Soo, Ellie and reader are out in a patrol, and they found a clothes shop, reader is sooo excited to try on the girly clothes✨ While Ellie giggling at her, but then reader making Ellie wears the girly clothes and Ellie is pouting and frowning but still trying them on for reader💗 She's such a cutieee

WTF THIS IS SO CUTE 😭

soft!ellie x fem!reader

I love the idea of soft ellie so enjoy this drabble (low-key long for a drabble but whatever) <3.

warnings: wlw, kinda bratty reader, super light praise, fluff.

♡

recently maria assigned you and ellie to be partnered up for patrols, both of you were happy of course, since you two were dating.

but something ellie never expected was all the shops you wanted to go into while on your trails, you'd convince her you two would be quick but you would both end up getting distracted in them.

and today on patrol, you and ellie were tying up your horses before you saw a shop, pretty pink dresses covering up mannequins in the window. the sign above the door reading; 'lacey boutique' a giggle escaped your throat, you nudged your shoulder against ellie, pointing over at the small shop.

she sighed, looking over at you as small pout consumed her face. 'baby, no.' she began, 'we don't have time for that-'

your eyes rolled back in a playful expression, 'yes we do, c'mon..' you grabbed her hand, practically dragging her to the shop.

'mgh.' she grumbled, following behind you slowly.

♡

you adjusted the dress as you looked into the mirror, pulling the sleeves up your arms. you smiled as ellie rested her gaze on your curves, taking in the view of you in that pretty blue dress.

'you likeeeee?' you twirled, giving her a whole 360° before giggling. her teeth gently chewing on her bottom lip.

'gorgeous..' the ends of ellie's lips cooking up into a sweet smile. she pulled you in, gripping your hips before she gently placed her lips on yours. her mouth moving in a disheveled manner before she pulled back, leaning on the chair in the dressing room.

you guided your hand to the back of the dress, unzipping it slowly. you lifted it over your shoulders before putting it in your bag.

'guess what..' your tone was playful, you turned around, a cute baby pink colored dress in your hands. 'It's for you to try on.'

her eyes widened, she audibly laughed, thinking you were kidding..

♡

after a few minutes of patience and practically wrestling with ellie to get her to try on the dress, you finally got it on her.

'I look stupid..' she said, her face turning into the same pouty look that she had earlier.

you rolled your eyes again, helping her zip up the dress. 'no you don't, you look stunning.' you smiled, pulling the straps up to either sides of her collarbone.

ellie's cheeks slightly flushed a peachy hue, her gaze resting on the dress as she looked in the mirror.

'you're always pretty n'matter what els..' you wrapped your hands around her waist, smiling as you kissed her neck.

[luffyvace]

Dating ~ Sanji Vinsmoke ~ headcanons pt2

Pt2 of my Dating ~ Sanji Vinsmoke ~ headcanons

(cuz I ran out of characters 😭) it’s the post before this but I’ll link here: Dating ~ Sanji Vinsmoke ~ headcanons

⚠️(whole cake spoiler but you can read over it)⚠️

Dating Sanji Includes respect.

this man respects you more than he respect nearly everyone. And I mean it! Your up there with Zeff! And that’s the man that saved his life!!

Dating Sanji includes boundaries.

Going into what I just said Sanji respects you, which means he respects your boundaries! Now he finds you very alluring so he might push them but he won’t EVER cross them! Especially since that dude is on cloud simp 😭🤦‍♀️

Dating Sanji includes forgiveness.

Tying into that Sanji might push your boundaries..so forgiveness with him is essential! Hopefully your not stubborn! 💓

⚠️(whole cake spoiler)⚠️

you’ll also need to forgive him for leaving the crew at whole cake- and for almost MARRYING someone else- despite the fact that he always proclaims his love for you and says he wants to marry you. 😐

Dating Sanji includes comprising.

As said, this guy is pushy! So compromising can help strengthen your bond! “Dearest darlinggg~ could we take a bath together??~” *nose bleed*

it’s simply much to early for this sort of thing and you know Sanji’s a pervert 😵‍💫

”how about you prepare me a bath and make me some food while I’m in it? I’m really craving some (fav food :3) right now :)”

”right awayyyyy my scenic beloved~ you know I love doing anything for youuu~ especially cooking~ 😍🧑‍🍳”

compromise :)

by the way when i say Sanji is pushy I don’t mean it in the overly annoying way I mean it in the negotiation way, like that thing where you go:

‘50 dollars!’ ‘20!’ ‘30!’ ‘35!’ ‘Deal!’ 🤝

Like that type you know? He wouldn’t never actually cross your boundaries….it’s more like (harmless) loopholes ☝️🤓

Dating Sanji includes loyalty

very very very very very very obvious.

this man wouldn’t trade you for the world, and take that in because I mean that literally. Now if ykyk but whole cake was to protect you!! If it’s to protect you Sanji will find a way to minimize the damages instead.

anyhow- on a lighter note, you undoubtedly believe he will be faithful to you because you know it’s true and for that your grateful.

he’s always thinking about you 24/7- he doesn’t even have time to think about himself sometimes!! (He needs to)

Dating Sanji Includes active listening

top notch listener! As I said in part 1 he loves your voice so he could listen to you all day

he never gets bored or tunes out and you can tell! He consistently asks questions and maintains eye contact even if he’s doing something! :) it makes you feel so loved and heard 💗

Dating Sanji includes affection

only if you want it tho!! He has all love languages really (😭) but has no problem adapting to yours! So if this isn’t your forte, not to worry! He will never force this on you!

that’s talking about physical affection tho.

And there are many different types!…For the record- you get them all. 😊 he will emphasize on whatever’s your favorite to ensure maximum comfort <3

but this is where the communication from part 1 comes in!! You’ve gotta tell him what you like dear!! He’s not a mind reader 😃

Dating Sanji includes support

definitely this!!

he’s one of those guys who goes broke to support your dreams! (Remember the time Sanji almost sold Luffy out to the marines to buy Nami some PAPER?? Yeah..that’s you now)

everything is yours at the drop of the hat! Supplies?! He’s on it! (If you sell something) low sales?! He’s putting on one of those goofy mascots and twirling the sign around :) Karen Kustomer? Call security! (It’s Sanji- could you guess?!)

Dating Sanji Includes patience

this goes both ways truly..if your a bit more hot headed then you’ll definitely need this when it comes to him. He isn’t a idiot he just argues with Zoro too much…and Simps a lot too.. 👍

as for you I mean this in the sense that he already has plenty of it for youuuu!

he never gets angry at you for any reason.

I stand on that.

no matter how many of your shenanigans him and the crew have to go through, or how much chaos you’ve caused he’ll defend you to the end of it

”Oi! Why’d you have to go and do that?!”

”SHADDUP SHABBY SWORDSMAN!! my picturesque partner~ HAS DONE NOTHING WRONG!!”

😆

- You

(after causing chaos)

Dating Sanji Includes acceptance

self explanatory :3 he accepts you no matter who, how, where, what you are and he loves you through and through. From the highest point of your hair to the bottom of your feet 🤓😱

all that jazz~ 💖👌

Happy b day Sanji!! I’m totally not late for this!

:3

[sunflowersteves]

hello again!!

i loved the blurb of the last req i sent in so you’re getting my new idea >:)

ok so miguel and reader are married and he notices that during missions she fiddles with her engagement and wedding rings under her suit and he thinks it’s the cutest thing in the world 🥹

i’m just the softest for miggy i can’t

have a great day/night and DRINK MORE WATER!!

ugh I love this sm. ty for your patience!! I have so many requests for miggy it’s insane and I love it. So, I kinda got carried away and I made them fiancee’s but I hope you enjoy it 💗

pairing || miguel o’hara x f!reader

warnings || soft!miguel, fluff, fiancé!miguel

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Miguel is an intuitive person. He could observe someone from afar and understand their weaknesses, triumphs, and fears. He has always been quite the observer.

For you, though, he knew everything. Your favorite food, your favorite movie, how your energy levels plummeted after a lot of stimulation, the way you got nervous around new people—everything.

He might not admit it to anyone, but he knows. He understands that this level of love—this care for another person—ran deep in his bones. His heart always thumped across his chest from your mere presence. No matter how much he resists the complacency of personal attachments, he can never resist you.

He might be grumpy. He might yell and get angry. He might roll his eyes and huff out his breath, but Miguel loves so deeply that it punctures his chest and creates a chasm of adoration for you.

Miguel was obsessed with the silhouette of you alone, never mind the way his stomach swirls with contentment and love when your hands glide smoothly across his chest. Never mind the way his heart stops every time you send him an endearing smile.

Miguel is hopelessly and helplessly in love with you, and as an observer, Miguel saw the little things.

He observed the way you would fiddle with his fingers underneath the table when you were nervous.

He observed when you would tap a finger on his bicep, completely subconsciously as you told him about your day.

He observed how you pressed deep kisses onto the scars that scattered across his chest and abdomen.

God, how he loved it. He never said a word, though.

His lips would quirk in the faintest of smiles as his body felt hot from the interactions. His hand would splay themselves on your thigh because he knew that you would need something to fumble with. He would lean his shoulder into you so your fingers could tap away absentmindedly.

Miguel knew your idiosyncrasies very well—and it was a mission in his head to file each of them into his mind so he could keep them for eternity.

This one, though, was new.

Miguel had proposed to you a week ago—a week exactly from today. It wasn’t your typical proposal where everyone in the background claps and congratulates you.

Miguel had taken you to your favorite spot. In Nueva York, there’s an old district that was a historic area full of old buildings. He took you to the top of the Chrysler building—that one being your favorite from the older days.

He didn’t prepare a big speech. He wasn’t sure he could without the swirling emotions of how much you truly meant to him. So, instead, he makes it simple.

“Te amo.”

Your eyes widened substantially at the indication of those words. Your mouth opened, jaw dropped almost to the floor. Tears started to collect on your eyelids, but you refused to let them fall.

“Miguel—” Your voice chokes in on itself as he showed you the ring. He looks at you, eyes wide with hope. You rarely saw that expression flash across his face. “Yes. Te amo también, Miguel.”

Without any words, he slipped the ring on your finger, and the two of you sat in silence. His body pressed up against yours, and he contently sighed.

Ever since he slipped that pretty ring onto your finger, you would feel it. You would twist the silvery metal. You’d swirl and fiddle with the accessory.

Sometimes, when you really needed comfort, you would place your lips onto the solid ring. When Miguel wasn’t around, you knew that he was always going to be there. He was always with you—even when he wasn’t.

And just like now, as your listening to Peter B.’s words, you’re twisting the ring around your finger. Miguel watched from afar, without coming towards you, as you subconsciously press your lips to the band.

Miguel couldn’t suppress the smile that curled on his lips as he watched you. His heart beat loudly against his ears—mission no longer on his brain.

Your concerned eyes eventually found him, and you melted. He could immediately see the anxiety dissipate from your shoulders from his presence. It made his stomach swirl with love.

Then, a voice appears next to his ear. “You guys are so cute. I’m gonna cry.”

Miguel rolled his eyes. “Shut up, Lyla.”

“When you have your wedding, I’m gonna be front row, okay? It has to be that way because—”

“Lyla.” He growls. “Shut up.” He wouldn’t admit it in the whole damn world, but there was still a smile on his face.

[zablife]

Hi lovin the sleepover. Can I please request a spicy fic for Mr Solomons if I'm not to late. Preferably with a shy lady🫣 maybe is maid or secretary or whatever you think. And I do love some dirty talk if your up for it. 💗💗

Hi lovely, I hope you see this reply despite the fact that it's quite belated! Ty for your patience!

Morning Chores

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, abuse of power, degradation, blowjob

Your heels clicked loudly against the cement floor of the distillery, hand gripping at your skirts to keep them from impeding your frantic movements. You were late again and Mr. Solomons had warned you what was to come if you continued to displease him. There were no second chances with a man like him. That much was clear the moment you rounded the corner to find him standing with arms crossed and jaw clenched in disapproval.

"M-mr. Solomons," you huffed out in one terrified breath. "Good morning, sir," you added quickly with a sharp nod of your head.

"Yeah, it is, innit?" he remarked without pleasure, considering the cane he held in his palm. A long pause lingered in the air between you before he added, "Except for one thing pet...I ain't had my tea yet."

You gulped, remembering that was your first duty of the day. "I'll see to it right away," you assured him, attempting to walk past him. However, a large hand gripped you in the darkened corridor ceasing any movement.

You struggled momentarily, Alfie's grasp only tightening, fingers curling in a menacing snare. "I didn't dismiss you," he growled lowly, hot breath ghosting over your face.

"Wh-what else did you need?" you asked in confusion.

Alfie turned you to face him and you took note of the storm brewing in his hazel eyes, a look that both intrigued and terrified you. Your chest rose and fell quickly before him, garnering his attention suddenly, eyes falling to your bosom hungrily before he spoke.

"I think an apology is in order," he finally stated.

You were held captive by the swirl of green in his irises and the strong pout present upon his ruby lips. There was little you wouldn't have done in that moment even if your job hadn't been at stake. "I'm...so sorry, Mr. Solomons," you whispered as you held eye contact with him.

The air between you became charged with electricity, the hum of the machinery behind you thrumming in your pulse as you waited to see what he might do next. To your surprise, he stepped closer, leaving no distance between you as his cane came to rest upon the backs of your thighs.

He struck your backside roughly as he hummed to himself, the whimpers you tried to suppress only making him breath more heavily against you. Just when you thought you might cry out in protest, he stilled, leaning in to brush the shell of your ear. "You're sorry, eh?" he asked in a hoarse whisper.

You nodded fiercely, the heat radiating between you enough to make you lose control of yourself. There was no need to speak when he tangled a ringed hand in your hair, forcing you to your knees suddenly.

"You're going to show me, little dove," he murmured, opposite hand flying to his belt buckle.

You scrambled before him, hands clawing at his thighs as he jerked at your roots possessively. "Behave!" he gritted out through clenched teeth before feeding you his cock, a low groan escaping as he entered your warm mouth.

Tears pricked your eyes instantly at the intrusion, his hips flush with your lips before you could register another thought. The curls of his pubic hair brushing your nose, you huffed, attempting to control your breathing, but it was useless amidst his relentless pursuit of pleasure.

You tried tapping at his broad thigh but he only scoffed, "Good girls don't need air, do they? Only need to serve. To please," he mumbled, already losing himself to the intense feeling.

Lungs burning and heart thundering, you accepted his challenge, working your tongue along his shaft like your life depended on it, gagging slightly every so often. "That's it, choke for me," he goaded. You could tell by his trembling thighs and labored breaths he was close and soon enough he was spilling down your throat.

You pulled off with a gasp, a trail of thick saliva connecting you to his dick. Alfie panted as he stumbled forward, hand stroking your head in a patronizing show of affection. "Such a good whore for me..." he praised. "Add that to your list of morning chores, treacle. Before the tea," he clarified with a smirk.

Zablife Sleepover

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[dollcherray]

I LUV UR ACC THEME SO MUCH!!💗🎀

I was wondering if you could do tadc x piano player 😋🙏 maybe morute too? plays a lot of songs by people like Bambi Baker, Cosy St. Jean, and Nicole Dollanganger:3 (totally not projecting…)

Erm I’m a gay bitch so pref femme characters pleaseeee🕷️

♡ ๋࣭ ⭑PERVERTED ₊˚⊹♡

۶ৎ POMNI, RAGATHA AND GANGLE X MORUTE READER ۶ৎ

ᶻz Notes: Hey boo! Ty for the compliment <3 only did for these three because i hc zooble as non binary, so i did the canon girls 🫦 kind of short because im in a hurry to go study 😭😭😭 i apologize dearly.

♡ Type: Romantic, Fluff, Headcanons.

๋࣭ ⭑Song: Perverted - Elita

۶♡ৎ RAGATHA ๋࣭ ⭑

۶ৎ Ragatha is a optimistic person, so she would naturally try to compliment any hobbie you have, doesn't matter how strange or creepy it is, expect lots of compliments directed at your playing piano hobbie.

۶ৎ She would find your style a little bit disconcerting cuz of the "creepy" vibe it gives, but she deals with it for you <3 however... its kind of hard for her to compliment it sometimes, but she tries!

۶ৎ Ragatha LOVES when you play your piano, can be for her or not she would appreciate how you play it, would probably fall in love with you again in moments like these, Ragatha is a hopeless romantic bro.

۶ৎ Finds your musical taste... unique, for lack of a better word, she doesn't really identifies with it but would try to listen to you rambling about them so she could try and discuss with you about it. (she secretly find the lyrics or the music's beat creepy sometimes...)

۶ৎ If you offer to do her outfit and makeup she would hesitate to accept at first, but how can she say no to you looking at her like a dramatic puppy? she eventually gives in. (omg morute Ragatha 🫦)

۶ৎ Play some of her favorite musics and she will go ballistic (in a positive way) she would be so happy that Ragatha will probably dance while you play <3

۶ৎ Is really fond of the idea of asking you to teach it but would go against it since she doesn't think she would be very talented.

۶ৎ Overall: shes kind of "scared" but supportive!

"You look so cute today honey!"

﹏ GANGLE ꒰͡ ͜ ı ͜ ͡꒱

๋࣭ ⭑ Oh my stars.

๋࣭ ⭑ She absolutely adores you and your style, i headcanon Gangle to be an art person so she really likes your hobby, so im allowed to say for you to expect her complimenting EVERYTHING about you when she is with her happy mask, but when she is with the sad one Gangle will be more shy about it </3

๋࣭ ⭑ Kinda like Ragatha's reaction when you're playing the piano, only difference is that she would probably sometimes drift to sleep when you play it, she finds it soothing.

๋࣭ ⭑So yeah, Gangle would probably ask you to play your piano when she cant catch a glimpse of sleep, just play anything, she doesn't really care what you play, she just enjoys seeing you play and have fun with your instrument.

๋࣭ ⭑I think she would be more fond of your style than Ragatha would be and more comfortable when complimenting it, she would straight up say you look like a living doll.

๋࣭ ⭑Gangle would continue to curse her own digital body out because she wouldn't be able to let you dress her in your style (Frustrated Gangle screeching.mp4) but will be happy if you put a little ribbon on her mask.

๋࣭ ⭑She would want you to teach her how to play piano, i dont make the rules (i do) so she could play for you<333 imagine you two playing together your favorite songs.

๋࣭ ⭑ Supportive and loving 🫶🏼😭

"I really love you and your unique traits..."

・❥・POMNI ✮⋆˙

♡ Probably the most nervous and shy of them all, is really supportive but has way more trouble showing it than the other two, even if she doesn't really identify to your style of clothing.

♡ Finds your musical taste peculiarly peaceful, i feel like she would occasionally ask you to play it for her, probably would like Bambi Baker more.

♡ Really applauds your ability to play the piano since she knows that the average person takes 7 years to learn so you have to put alot of effort and patience into it and it honestly makes you more attractive to her how you have such a beautiful hobby.

♡ She doesn't really like the idea of you dressing her but Pomni says yes anyways when you ask her to please you (people pleaser) and then would continue to not dislike it when your done dressing her.

♡ Wouldnt have the patience to learn the piano 😭 sorry gurl but she would almost smash the piano in the 7th try due to nervousness 😔🙏🏼

♡ Pomni could listen to you rambling about your favorite singers but her short attention spam would not allow it 😿

“H-hey nice... um... hair?”

[embodyingchaos]

Haii

I was wondering is you could do a Rodrick Heffley x reader with female pronouns where she is a singer and maybe they meet at the battle of the bands or something and fall for each other

pleas and thank you , your amazing 🫶💗

❥ hi there, sweetie! of course i can!! hope you like this!

potential pairing: rodrick heffley x fem!reader genre: fluff, strangers to lovers warnings: rodrick is a goofball, y/n's band is named velvet ecstasy(dont ask), the band plays garbage truck from scott pilgrim vs the world mUAHAHH word count: 1.3k

tapping her foot on the pavement, her patience was running thin. y/n was waiting for the rest of her band to arrive, they were late and they had less than ten minutes to check in. “when i get my hands on those fuckers, they’re so dead.” she whispered under her breath, talking to nobody but herself.

“well, i wouldn’t wanna be one of those fuckers.” a voice from beside her says, “you look like you can punch.” she looked next to her and saw a boy that was about the same age as her. he was cute with his shaggy hair and m-1965 field jacket, especially with his black, emo eyeliner. “i’m rodrick.” he introduced himself, trying to lean on the wall before missing it and hitting his face on the surface. he recovered pretty quickly, leading y/n to assume that this wasn’t the first time he’d done that.

she eyed him up and down before smirking, “y/n.” she said her name, making rodrick’s heart beat faster. “you performing or watching?” rodrick flipped his hair away from his face, “performing. i’m a drummer.” he said, “i’m, uh, pretty good too. pretty bomb.” the boy boasted before turning away for a moment and questioning himself on why he just said ‘bomb’. y/n grinned at that. 

“sure you are, bub.” she giggled and rodrick could feel himself ascending to heaven. “hey, y/n!” a voice called out and they turned to the road. a cherry red car had just pulled up with four other people in it; y/n’s band. “took you guys long enough! i aged like five years waiting for you bozos!” she yelled, half-jokingly. y/n turned back to rodrick, “i’ll see you inside, rodrick. can’t wait to see your ‘bomb’ drumming skills.” she gave him a charming smile before heading towards her band members, giving each of them a slap to the back of their head.

rodrick stared at her until she entered the building, admiring her face, her smile, her laugh. “rod!” ben was waving his hand in front of rodrick’s face, “we gotta go! they’re already starting to perform!” he urged him but rodrick only sighed dreamily as he thought of her, “right.” he simply said, not listening to his friend. ben let out an ‘ugh’ before dragging the boy into the building and backstage.

“marty, what are you doing?” y/n asked the boy as he tied up his dreads, “tying up my hair?” “no- i know that! where’s your guitar?!” she asked frantically, marty looked at her weirdly. “next to you?” he pointed beside her and there was his sleek, black electric guitar in its stand. a pink tint coloured y/n’s cheeks, “oh.” she said sheepishly, a nervous laugh coming out of her mouth. their drummer, jules, wrapped an arm around the girl. “you gotta chill, girlie. we’re all prepared and ready, and we weren’t even that late.” jules assured, rubbing y/n’s shoulder as she sighed. “plus, you weren’t alone when we got here. seemed like somebody had company.” jules said in a teasing-sing-songy way, y/n shoved her lightly.

“shut up, he was just one of the drummers from another band-” “gasp! fraternising with the enemy?! how could you, n/n?!” jules joked, an offended expression on her face. y/n giggled before pushing her away, “shut up!” she exclaimed, their bassist, pearl, placed her hand on jules. “stop it, babe. you’ll make her cry or something.” she told her girlfriend who began laughing even harder. 

y/n puffed up her cheeks, “that was one time!” she yelled while they cackled away, “are we talking about that one time y/n started crying when we teased her so much about her crush on that substitute teacher?” their keyboardist, george, asked out of nowhere, y/n glared at him as marty only smiled.

“god, i can’t get one break with you people.” the girl huffed, crossing her arms and walking away towards the side so she could watch the next band perform. “now, everybody get ready!” the mc announced as rodrick’s band got up on stage. “get ready to be blown away by- löded diper?” the mc seemed confused on how to pronounce it, “it’s- it’s löded diper (loaded diaper)!” rodrick shouted at him, “whatever!” yeah, the mc did not care.

when they started playing, y/n couldn’t take her eyes of rodrick. he wasn’t the best drummer, but he had the right attitude and enthusiasm for it. he looked like he was having the time of his life.

“that your new boyfriend?” george joked from behind her, “can you not?” y/n hissed, snapping at him. george held his hands up and chuckled, “alright.” he said, smiling. “you should ask him out, you guys looked good together just now.” she tilted her head to the side, “maybe i will.” she muttered, staring at the boy who was going ham on the drum set.

after their performance, rodrick exited the stage using  the side that y/n was at. “impressed?” he asked slyly, she smiled. “yeah. pretty ‘bomb’.” the girl joked and rodrick’s face turned red out of embarrassment. just as he was about to say something, pearl approached them. “i’m sorry to interrupt this adorable exchange but we’re going on now, n/n.” she told her band member, “right.” y/n nodded as the rest of the band got ready on stage, “wish me luck, pretty boy.” she poked his shoulder before making her way to her band.

“this is a band that’s entirely new! it’s their first time performing so be gentle, give it up for velvet ecstasy!” the crowd cheered as y/n walked up to the center of the stage, “are you ready?!” she asked only to receive loud and encouraging replies from the audience. y/n turned around to jules to give her the signal. “we are velvet ecstasy! one, two, three, four!” jules shouted before starting off their song with her drums as pearl and marty accompanied with their strings.

when y/n started to sing, rodrick could not believe his ears or eyes. she wasn’t the best singer, but her charisma and tiny little moves were something you could not take your eyes off of. “i’ll take you for a ride, on my garbage truck.” she held onto the mic and the stand as she sang, tapping her foot and swaying her hips, tossing her hair. rodrick was mesmerised to say the least. “they’re way too good.” ben commented, worried about whether they’re going to win or not. rodrick did not care.

as their performance came to an end, the crowd was more than hyped up. “god, that was exhilarating!” pearl exclaimed, “wow, i have never seen her this excited before. says a lot.” marty commented as he watched her punch the air, “let’s fucking go!” jules screamed, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend and spinning her around. george and y/n laughed as they watched, feeling high off of performing.

“hey.” rodrick called out and the entire band turned around. “ooo! y-” “no.” pearl cut jules off, dragging her away. “we’ll see you later, n/n!” “don’t go making out somewhere.” the boys joked, receiving a glare from the girl.

“hi, there.” she greeted rodrick back, suddenly feeling shy. “you were amazing out there.” he gushed, “i could say the same thing about you and your band.” she softly chuckled, looking down at the ground. rodrick didn’t say anything, which cause her to look back up at him. it was very silent. “would you want to go out some time?” “would you want to go out some time?” they asked in unison and their eyes widened before they burst out laughing.

when they calmed down, y/n smirked. “alright, then. let me give you my number.” rodrick scrambled to get out his flip phone and hand it to her. when y/n finished typing out her number, she returned his phone to him. “call me.” she simply said before giving him a kiss on the cheek, walking away to find her friends.

rodrick could not believe what just happened. when he looked down at his phone and saw that her contact was named ‘potential girlfriend’, he squealed so hard. it was easy to say, he was definitely, already infatuated.

[thekaykery]

I recently addicted to ur taehyung fic (little and the beast) god I loved the couple like how adorable their relationship was so maybe can you do for the same couple or an individual tae x reader smut where OC is his girlfriend and she secretly planned to tease tae by wearing bunny cosplay lingerie and asks him to fuck her in that outfit which she looks so cute as well as hot and tae immediately giving in his pretty girl's wish 🥺🥺💗

This is my first ever ask so pls ignore if it's cringe or whatever lol

yes ofc!!! tsym for loving little and the beast! this one's for you ❤️

honey bunny

pairing: kim taehyung x f!reader

category: smut, fluff

word count: 2.3k

rating: 21+

warning(s): ddlg, daddy dom!taehyung, little sub!f!reader, bunny costume, destruction of said costume, pet names, daddy kink, cursing, teasing, begging, dirty talk, nipple play, fingering, allusion to choking, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), praise, aftercare, mentions of squirting and passing out from said squirting

notes: again, tsym for requesting this! ik this took forever but life grew hectic bc of college! ty for your patience! p.s. what a good time to release this with layover amirite-

You don’t know if this is a good idea.

Purchasing this… gift with Taehyung’s card was risky enough. Yes, he’s able to see the Amazon charge in his account and know it was you. Yes, he likes to ask what you buy. Yes, you tried your best to hide this in a spot where Taehyung doesn’t normally look. Really, you’ve just been waiting for the opportunity to take it out and wow him.

And today is the day.

Gazing in the mirror at your reflection, you run a hand over the sleek white leather costume. Cinched at the waist, it emphasizes your hips and bum, and the cups do little justice to contain your breasts. You paired fishnet tights, wrist cuff sleeves, and a collar with the costume, along with a bunny ears headband; white stilettos top off the outfit. You even put on some makeup: black liner, mascara, blood-red lipstick.

Although you know it’s all going to come off with your tears and spit, you wanted to be pretty, look pretty for Taehyung.

However, this seemed like a good idea at first, but now you’re second-guessing yourself.

As your dom and caretaker, Taehyung is accustomed to seeing you in cute, frilly clothing, since you’re in little space more often than not. So you don’t know how your boyfriend is going to react. The least he can do is like it, right?

He doesn’t have to love it. You just want to… surprise him.

The familiar sound of the front door opening and closing catches your attention. Your hands become clammy. You scurry to the bed and lay down, stretching along the blankets, which are soft against your skin. Footsteps approach, growing louder with each one, then–

"Jesus Christ."

You shyly peek at your boyfriend. Taehyung stares at you, utterly divine in loose beige pants and a garnet tee tucked into the waistband, his dirty-blond hair swept back away from his face. His brown eyes are wide with shock, knuckles white from his tight grip on the doorknob. You carefully roll over, exposing your chest, and his throat bobs.

“Hi,” you murmur, smiling a little.

He doesn’t reply straight away, obviously stupefied by your costume. “What’s this?” he croaks.

“Do you like it, Daddy?” you quietly ask him, swinging your legs over the edge of the bed and standing. Your heels click on the hardwood floor as you step towards him. “I got it for you.”

Another gulp. Taehyung drifts to you, enchanted. “You look…” His slender fingers curl around your waist. He sharply exhales, eyes unable to stay still. “Fuck, you look so pretty, babygirl.”

"Thank you," you whisper.

His touch is fire, burning through the costume and branding his fingerprints into your skin. Your eyes flutter when his hands trail up to your breasts, caressing them, your sensitive nipples rubbing against the leather. You bite your lip to contain a mewl, heat flooding your cheeks as Taehyung tugs the cups out of the way. He plays with your rosy buds, rolling and pinching them between his fingers, bolts of arousal shooting straight to your pussy.

“So this is what you bought that day,” Taehyung softly says, almost to himself, tugging at your nipples.

“Please,” you pant, jolting when he pinches a bud.

A ghost of a smirk. "Please what?"

You swallow, trembling. "Please fuck me."

Taehyung chuckles. He pinches your other nipple, drawing a whine from you. "You can do better than that, sweetheart."

You pout, eyes dropping in embarrassment. You dislike voicing your needs. He should know what you want by the way you react to his teasing, but that’s what Taehyung likes. The power he holds over you as your dom. He wants you to express your thoughts, tell him exactly just what you want.

It reminds him how much you trust him with yourself, submitting to his every touch and kiss, handing over your body to do as he pleases with it.

“Fuck me, Daddy,” you whine, shivering, head tilting back as Taehyung mouths kisses on your throat. “Please. N-Need you so bad. I-I don’t are what you do to the costume, just please fuck me.”

Taehyung chuckles, the low sound a sweet caress. “Alright, babygirl. Anything for you.”

A few seconds later, you’re on the bed again, this time with Taehyung crawling on top of you. He slots between your legs as your lips meet in a slow, passionate kiss. You quietly moan when his hands cup your tits, calloused fingertips digging into them. The stark comparison of his rough fingers on your smooth skin is arousing. Your eyes roll, bucking your hips up into his hand while he strokes your hot center over the costume, his tongue slipping into your mouth and dancing with your own. You grasp his shoulders for support, a little wail escaping you when Taehyung rips the costume at the seams.

“Daddy!” you whine, heart aching at the loss of your costume.

“What?” His eyes sparkle with mischief. “Just doing what my babydoll wants.”

You open your mouth to retort, to remind him you bought this costume with his money, but the thought disappears the second Taehyung glides a finger through your folds. You quietly moan, pressing your lips together when he easily locates your clit and rubs quick, little circles on it. You swallow, rocking into his touch all while his eyes burn into you.

That’s another thing Taehyung loves in this dynamic with you: Watching you squirm beneath him from pleasure and your orgasms. It doesn’t matter if you seek from his mouth, touch, or cock. He adores the view of you experiencing total euphoria because of him, and it’s even better because he’s the only one who gets to see you like this. His precious girl, all his to love and care for in every way possible. But he knows you secretly like it too, watching him get off on you getting off.

“Daddy, please,” you plead, your hand sliding down to his arm from his shoulder. “Fuck me.”

Taehyung merely hums, his eyes dark and gleaming as he sips a long finger inside you. You whimper, your legs trying to snap shut, but his body stops it from occurring. He pumps it in and out of you at a steady pace, listening to you whine and moan, observing the way you writhe in bliss.

“How badly do you want it, babe?” Taehyung rasps, deep voice husky with lust. He rests his forehead on yours, your breaths mixing while more noises spill out of you. “Huh? How badly do you want Daddy’s cock? Tell me, babygirl.”

“Please!” you cry out, back arching when the pad of his finger brushes over your sweet spot. “O-Oh, fuck yes, please–”

“W-Want it so bad!” you sob, tears stained black from your liner and mascara. “Please, please, fill me up until I can’t think of anything but you!” You squeal, your entrance burning slightly from the intrusion of a second digit, but it feels so fucking good. “P-Please, fuck me up with your big cock, please!”

Taehyung smirks. “That’s a good girl."

While he continues to finger you, Taehyung miraculously shucks off his pants and boxers, cock springing free from its confinements. You lick your lips at the sight of him. Long and girthy, slightly curved with a bulbous tip, veins ridging it, the prominent one crawling up to his frenulum like a tree. You pant in anticipation as Taehyung sits between your legs once more, clenching around nothing when he taps his cock on your drenched pussy.

You’re so deep in your own little world that you don’t even notice him removing his shirt. You grind up against his dick, whining, clit singing at the friction.

“Want Daddy’s cock so bad, don’t you?” Taehyung coos.

You eagerly nod. “Yes, please!”

“Let me hear it one more time, baby.”

You keen, clutching the sheets in your hands, a lump of frustration growing in your throat. Damn him and his teasing. “Please, fuck me, Daddy.”

“Good girl,” Taehyung purrs, and finally, after what felt like endless torture, he enters you. He hisses. “Fuck, so fucking tight...”

You, on the other hand, are in complete bliss, eyes shut in ecstasy. He fills you up little by little, sinking further and further into you until he’s fully seated within you. Your eyes roll at how full you feel, his pelvis pressed to your core, his balls flush with your second hole. You softly pant, shifting in your spot beneath Taehyung, your walls rhythmically clenching around him. This spurs him into action.

He starts slow, one deep stroke after another. You quietly curse, and Taehyung lowly groans, the sound causing you to clamp down around him again.

“Fuck, relax,” Taehyung croaks.

“F-Feels so good,” you whimper.

“I know, baby.”

Your head falls back on the bed, a little whine slipping out of you, your tits bouncing in time with Taehyung’s gentle tempo. You hook your knees to your chest, allowing him more room to work. He lovingly pets your thighs in thanks. Taehyung grunts, nibbling his lip, his hair falling in his face. God, he looks like a god above you like this, completely drunk on your pussy, just like you’re drunk on his cock.

“Go faster,” you plead. “Please.”

“Yeah?” Taehyung picks up the pace, assuming a medium tempo. “Like this?”

You whine and shake your head. “Faster!”

“Be specific, darling.” His hand ghosts over your throat, which has your walls fluttering around his cock. His fingers always make a pretty necklace when Taehyung’s in the mood.

“F-Fuck me until I can’t think straight,” you beg, lightly grasping his wrist. “Please, Daddy.”

“That’s better.” Soon, Taehyung bucks into you with the manner of a well-oiled machine, quick and precise, hips smacking against your ass. He grunts, holding your legs for you while you cradle your tits for emotional support. “This what you wanted, babydoll? Hm?”

“Yes!” you cry, pinching and pulling at your nipples. “F-Fuck yes, Daddy, oh my god!”

Taehyung breathlessly chuckles at your confirmation, using your words as encouragement. He adjusts his angle slightly, along with the depth of his thrusts, and a loud wail is ripped out of you. He smirks. Bingo. Taehyung continues at this position, tip bludgeoning your sweet spot repeatedly. You shriek, eyes crossing, stars speckling your vision. You can’t even talk anymore, rendered speechless by his cock.

He melted your brain. He always does.

The sensation of his cock deliciously gliding against your throbbing walls is addicting, creating a high only your pussy adores. The veiny ridges provide a pleasant catch along your molten core, the lip of his tip adding to it, perfectly hitting that spongy part within you again and again. Your toes curl in your heels, and because of Taehyung’s godly pace, one of them falls off, bouncing on the bed and clattering to the floor. The other one joins it in courtesy of Taehyung.

“Gonna fuckin’ pump you full of my cum,” Taehyung grunts, curling up and hovering above you, forearms situated by your head. His pace becomes stilted, signaling his approaching end. “Until it leaks out of you, babygirl.”

You simply moan, which has him laughing. “Did I fuck my girl dumb? You’re so cute.”

Despite his impending doom, it doesn’t stop Taehyung from fucking you with fervor. No, he keeps going, pistoning into you, operating like a jackhammer.

“D-Daddy,” you croak, clawing at his ribs. The icy burn you’ve learned to love has begun to creep up on you, body trembling in expectation. Fuck, you’re so close. “‘M-M gonna cum.”

Taehyung groans. “Yeah? Gonna make a giant mess on my cock?”

“U-Uh huh!”

He hisses, brows furrowing in determination. Jaw clenching, Taehyung vigorously pounds into you, fingers tangling in the sheets by your head. Your noises rise in volume as your orgasm speed towards you like a bullet train, closer and closer until–

You scream, back arching like a bow, your soul dropping into the pool of euphoria waiting to embrace you. You loudly moan as its fingers caress you, stroking the most intimate parts of you while your pussy paints Taehyung’s cock white, not even aware of the clear liquid splashing all over the two of you. You sink deep into that pool, ascending into spaces you’ve never reached before. Your eyes grow heavy, and your hearing is reduced to a high-pitched ringing.

You shut your eyes to rest for a few seconds, just to wholeheartedly enjoy euphoria’s touch. However, when you wake, you discover you’ve been tucked under the blankets. You frown and sit up, only to pause at the feeling of cloth on your body. You glance at yourself. You’re no longer in the costume; rather, in a large oversized tee.

What the hell?

“You’re awake.”

At his voice, you seeks him out. He enters the bedroom with a bowl of your favorite snack and a glass of water.

“What happened?” you quietly ask him.

His lips stretch into a smug smirk. “You squirted. Hard. Then you passed out, but I cleaned you up and made sure you were comfortable.” He offers you the snack and water. “I bring refreshments.”

Your cheeks flare with heated embarrassment. “I-I passed out? From squirting?"

“Yup.” Taehyung chuckles, crawling into bed beside you. “It was pretty hot, not gonna lie. I came on your tummy instead of inside you like I wanted, but it’s okay. Your health and safety comes first.”

You shyly sip your water, leaning back on the pillow. “Did you like it, at least?”

“Hm?” Taehyung peeks at you. “Like what?"

You bashfully divert your gaze. “The outfit.”

A low chuckle. “I loved it, baby. You looked so pretty in it while I fucked you, and those tights… Goddamn.”

You quietly giggle, bowing your head, your hair falling and curtaining your red face. Taehyung brushes it behind your ear. “I loved it, babydoll.”

“Really?” You peek at him.

“Mhmm.” Taehyung twines an arm around your waist, tugging you close. “If you order another costume next time, tell me. I wanna see you put it on.”

“N-Next time?”

“Oh, baby.” Another chuckle rumbles in his throat. He presses a kiss to your ear. “There’s always a next time with you.”

© thekaykery 2023

[soleilnomoon]

3/20!!!

AYO!!!

red velvet cupcake, lollipop, cake pop with whipped cream! for trafalgar law!! ayyyyyy 👉👉

just some cute domestic vibes with Wano!Law, Law stressing out over Luffy not being back yet and reader looking after him! then kinemon, mononosuke, penguin, shachi, and bepo (or whoever ✨) appearing like "AYYY BATHTIME" only to realise reader is there and freak out, causing Law to shambles them mid-scream 🤣

your prompts are so funny ily 💓 anyway, ty for being patient, as u know i am a slow writer, but i had fun (ofc i did, it's law) and i got second-hand embarrassment for everyone involved.

636 words (gasp, who am i), gn reader, sfw but suggestive, 18+ mdni, fluff (how could u); feat. law being a brat, reader having the patience of a saint, shower/bath time, would this count as voyeurism? maybe? idk, anyway law needs to just admit he's head over heels and get over himself, but will he?? no! brief cameo from bepo n frenz 💗

in hindsight, law realizes that it was foolish of him to think that the energetic straw hat captain would heed his words and follow his plan like the others. still, he really can’t believe the slight betrayal he feels when luffy deviates and does not arrive on time. he runs through several scenarios in his head over the hows and whys that might be the driving force behind luffy’s delay. all in all, he's stressed himself out beyond reason.

you tell him more than once that he needs to relax — despite his young age, you’re sure this level of stress isn’t good for the body. still, he barely hears or acknowledges your words until you gently place your hands on his face until you playfully squeeze his cheeks. that snaps him out of that bothersome daze, and he blinks several times before looking down at you, curiosity piqued now.

“do you trust me?” you ask on a whim, a teasing smile slipping onto your face, which only makes law narrow his eyes at you.

“not really,” he says rather quickly, although you know that he’s not being truthful. if anything, law trusts you entirely too much, which is a problem that he’s yet to rectify. his words don’t deter you, and your smile is much warmer when you tug on his hand and lead him to the bath house. questions swirl around inside of him, threatening to spill out, but he decides to keep them to himself for a moment, instead opting to trust you without hesitation.

it's surprisingly empty, which is great in your opinion — because it means you can help him relax without interruption. law manages to piece together what you have planned, and he can admit that he already feels the tension slowly leaving his body. the heat from the water helps relax his muscles, and you rub along his shoulders, kneading his skin firmly.

he grabs your wrist and turns to kiss you, lips moving against yours — the kiss is slow and sensual, igniting something deep within you. he pulls away to trail kisses along your jaw and neck, his palms are rough when they roam along your skin, but you’re so into it you don’t care.

“i’m supposed to be helping you relax,” you say with a sigh, the sound sweet, compelling him to pull you closer to him.

“you are,” he insists, and before he can say more, a cacophonous sound drifts inside, accompanied by the sounds of several pairs of heavy footsteps. it takes you a minute, but you soon realize that penguin, shachi, and bepo are there. you’re not sure who screams first but the noise is loud enough for law’s patience to come to and end. he casts a sharp glance their way, which only prompts them to ramble off excuses and flimsy apologies while you hide behind law to cover yourself up. your heart sits at the base of your throat, making it hard to breathe, the embarrassment powerful enough to make you want to melt into the water immediately as your cheeks flush deeply.

and while law doesn’t like using his devil fruit power for frivolous things, he deems this situation necessary and teleports his idiotic friends out of there. a faint flush finds its way onto his ears and neck, as he considers what would’ve happened if —

no, he wouldn’t go there, because if he did then he might actually strangle them later.

after calming yourself down, all you can do is laugh; it would be your luck that you’d get interrupted like that. law isn’t as forgiving as you are, already plotting a punishment for the trio, although you try your best to calm him down by pulling him in for another kiss.

maybe this time, you’ll really have the place to yourselves.

[witchywithwhiskey]

Babes, baby, please, please🥺😩 let us see Ari’s trucker friends and more use reader🥺😩 please😩😩 I am starving😪 I love you so much😤💗

it's coming it's coming!!!! Ari x reader x Lloyd x Curtis is coming in the next part of trucker king. i already have a very rough first draft done and y'all ARE NOT READY. but also it's going to be a doozy to write and edit so it's gonna be a little while 😅 anyway ilu ilu ilu and ty for your patience ♡♡♡♡

[hughiecampbelle]

requests are open! 🩷

this includes fics, headcanons, preferences, and imagines 💕ships are not open 💗

I'm only writing for these characters atm:

Billy Butcher

Hughie Campbell

M.M.

Frenchie

Kimiko

Starlight

Homelander

A-Train

Queen Maeve

Soldier Boy

Luke Riordan

Jordan Li

Andre Anderson

Cate Dunlap

Marie Moreau

Emma Meyer

Sam Riordan

A fic request can have up to three prompts: one from each list! No other type of request involves prompts. I have example requests below. I won't write NSFW under any circumstances and I will tweak requests so that they fit my rules. If you request off anonymous, you'll be tagged. Please feel free to request, I love all of these characters! Please be respectful/kind and please no spamming! 💕 Thank you! 💜💜💜

Here are my regular rules for requesting overall!

Example Requests:

Imagine being Lukes twin sibling who is immune to Cates powers. Ty! 💕

Hi! Can I request a fic for M.M. with the prompts 4.) Exhaustion, 13.) Gauze, and 45.) You're sweet when you're drunk. Thanks!

Headcanon's for being Annies twin who's not a Supe?

Preference for The Boys + Homelander/Soldier Boy reacting to you being badly wounded. Thank you!

Gen V Preference for caring for a sick reader? Thanks 🩷

Description:

Shatter

Wail

Rot

Exhaustion

Elation

Fragile

After thought

Ignore

Bliss

Content

Avoid

Rupture

Hum

Whistle

Burn

Sing

Bite

Pinch

Patience

Sigh

Hush

Rest

Tangle

Stitch

Hostile

Soft

Cautious

Scatter

Thoughtful

Intimate

Hidden

Repulse

Shrink

Smudge

Passive

Off-putting

Superstitious

Engagement

Infect

Sincerity

Ease

Torn

Flirt

Gnaw

Expose

Faithful

Thankful

Intrude

Cross

Curse

Spoil

Faint

Fury

Desperate

Opaque

Thrill

Irritate

Fade

Fever

Tease

Object:

Red wine

Broken glass

Wildflowers

Baby bottle

Burning candle

Scratched floors

Leaky sink

Wrinkled bedsheets

Wet paint

Paw prints

Muddy puddles

Handwritten letter

Gauze

Graveyard

Nightmare

Shooting stars

Crime scene

Boiling water

Shoes tapping

Melted butter

Knuckles cracking

Loud laughter

Radio static

Old books

Shattered mirror

Crows feet

Undeserved confidence

Grey hair

Wedding ring

Ink splatter

Gun metal

Hot stove

Dying fire

Nap time

Dirty glasses

Scraped knees

Lock and key

Happy hour

Aching muscles

Clawfoot tub

Patchwork quilt

Freckles

Thunder and lightning

Velvet

Chandelier

Wool coat

Soapy water

Play pretend

Haunted house

Quiet disdain

Dry anger

Silent treatment

Cold shoulder

Home sweet home

Foggy dreams

Slamming doors

Summer buzz

Smudged lipstick

Broken spine

Bloodshot eyes

Dialogue:

“Stop talking”

“You have an attitude problem”

“Get away from me”

“Go”

“You’re staring”

“Congratulations”

“You have nothing to worry about”

“I’ll be discreet”

“Stay here”

“You’re a terrible liar”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing”

“If I wanted to, I would have already”

“I don’t owe you anything”

“You should be scared”

“Stop and think”

“I’m not a child/kid”

“Are you even listening?”

“Who’d you steal that from?”

“And you are?”

“I missed you”

“You’re unbelievable”

“This isn’t working”

“Alone?”

“Don’t get the wrong idea”

“You’re sweet”

“You?”

“Don’t underestimate me”

“Be careful”

“You think you’re so funny”

“I can’t explain it”

“Say something”

“I give up”

“There is no us”

“Still awake?”

“I was trying to help”

“If I ignore you, maybe you’ll go away”

“Stop right there”

“I can’t help it”

“You wish”

“Sorry?”

“Not now”

“Fuck you”

“Teach me”

“Stop yelling”

“You’re sweet when you’re drunk”

“I called you a hundred times”

“You’re not smart, you’re lucky”

“This is your fault”

“Look at me”

“I don’t blame you”

“I did it”

“You talk too much”

“When did I ever say that?”

“Working late?’

"You never stop, do you?”

“It’s okay”

“Whats all this?”

“You seriously forgot?”

“Dinner? With me?”

“You’re covered in blood”

[tigertofu]

Ahhhh! Sorry to reappear back into your inbox lol. Your writing is very comforting to me and I was wondering if you could dooooooo North Yankton Trevor with a fem! Photographer? Headcanons, short fanfic, whatever suits your style!!

Thank you sm! Take your time, there is no rush :)

aaaa dont apologize,, i rlly appreciate the requests !! thank u ! they're sm fun to write :3c and ty for ur patience, srry this took a bit but i hope u like it!! 💗💗💗

pairing: fem reader/Trevor

summary: headcanon list of how Trevor would act with an S/O who is a photographer.

cw's: none

wordcount: 545

• when you first tell him you’re into photography, he might misunderstand and think that means you’re also into videography, which means he will absolutely ask (beg) for the two of you to make a “home movie” together. correct him and tell him that it’s still photos that are your specialty, and he’ll reroute to asking (begging) for you to take pictures of the two of you in uhhhh explicit situations.

• if you oblige (and let him take these polaroids) be warned he will not only use them for his personal enjoyment, he will also absolutely try to show them off. michael will be disgusted and unimpressed ("the fuck are you showing me this shit for? get those outta my face") whereas brad may react with a bit too much interest (causing a fight between him and trev). 

• you would have to try and keep any expensive photography equipment away from him. once he sees your camera for the first time, he might try to grab at it and ask you a bunch of questions about it, and will probably end up manhandling it so hard something gets broken. if you get upset at him over this, he may be dismissive at first. “what’s the big deal? it’s just a fucking camera.” after you two have been together for some time though, he’ll randomly surprise you with a replacement either stolen or bought with money made from some heist or another (probably long after you’ve already spent your own money on a replacement. but hey it’s the thought that counts :)) )

• he’ll constantly ask for you to take (non–explicit) pictures of him or of the two of you together, often at the randomest times. getting burgers and shakes at a little diner in the middle of the night? “hey, Y/N, let’s take a picture.” he shows up on your doorstep right after committing a robbery, covered in blood splatters? (while striking a pose) “hey, Y/N, take a picture.” the two of you go out on a peaceful walk through the snow on a winter’s day? “hey, Y/N, take a picture of us. i wanna remember this.” it’ll probably get annoying after awhile, but the way he excitedly waits to see any newly developed photos is just so cute it’ll be hard to not indulge him. 

• he’ll build up your self esteem by insisting you should take more self portraits. if you do, and show him, he will shower you in compliments. “you belong in a fucking magazine!” he’ll keep a folded up polaroid of you in his wallet, tape one to the dash of his car, and keep one on the bedside table of whatever safehouse/motel him and the crew are staying in. he might talk to these photos of you when he needs someone to vent to or just converse with aside from the other guys. it’s equally cute and creepy. 

• watching you work will become one of his favorite things. he might get a bit impatient waiting for you to get that perfect shot of the North Yankton landscape or landmarks, but he will insist on staying by your side. trevor admires people with passion, and he will absolutely admire your creative passion and let you know it.

[emberuby]

Hi ♥️

I absolutely love fics! I was wondering if your Jay fic 'In your arms forever' is based on Katee Roberts' Electric Idol? Which is also a re-telling of Eros and Psyche.I think it's an amazing fic and can't wait for the next parts. Have a great week 💗

ahhhhh you got me!! the fic is 100% based on electric idol, i loved that book!! 🖤 i loved the idea of a modern retelling of greek myths because ever since i was young i loved greek mythology, and my fave story was actually eros and psyche 🥹

i liked the idea that katee had of eros being a violent assassin who carried out his mother's orders, so i took a lot of inspiration from that to write jay's character.

thank you so much for your kind words anon, i'm glad you're enjoying the fic and ty for your patience! i am hoping to release it next week as long as my writer's block doesn't get bad.

have a great week anon 😚🤍

[tia-amorosa]

Thoughts Post

Phew... OK... I'm a bit sensitive at the moment. First of all: Yesterday around noon my game crashed while I was editing a Sim in CAS who had returned from abroad. (I think everyone knows that moment when you're happy with your work and then everything is ruined... it's just... argh). But thanks to a friend, the reason for the crash was quickly found and fixed. ty💗

But that's not the only thing that's making me think at the moment. A few days ago, I made a note further down in one of my Lucky Palms posts... it was the part: "Marisol - Calm before the storm"... Even after I reblogged this post a third time, I didn't get a response to this note. Which now leads me to the conclusion that my posts apparently aren't read all the way down (?). I was hoping for a little statement. Please don't think that I have an attention problem, it just occurs to me and I would have liked to know. And I think a lot. Because every post is more or less harder work for me, as I have to translate the texts from German into English. I really enjoy doing this work because I want my English-speaking friends to be able to share what is happening in my game and what I am doing.

I am definitely grateful for every little heart that is clicked and I am happy when a comment is left. But the question is: should I carry on as before, even if they are only posts from different gameplays and not complete, finished stories (from start to finish)? Unfortunately, I don't have the patience to write long stories with a script that has been worked through. I am spontaneous, my Sims are spontaneous and after a certain amount of time I always need a different place to play. (But I always like to come back to the worlds/characters I played before at some point). Well, I don't know what else to say at the moment... In any case, I'm not mad at anyone or anything, really not *hug*, I've already written that 🙂 Maybe my posts are just too boring or... I don't know. 😅 just give me your honest opinion, because I like being here and I also like reading other people's stories. And maybe we should all get to know each other a little better.💗

Now I wish you a great and relaxing day. And for those who work full time: hang in there, the weekend is almost here❤

[bibbykins]

Hi do you think you’ll ever update household bunny?

I love that series so much and all of your work x. I hope this question doesn’t bother you lol💘

Hi dw I get why you're asking lol the answer is yes definitely I have like three diff drafts for it in just in a bit of a slump with it and not trying to force it is all! Ty for your patience and support!!💗

[fightingdragonswithwho]

best bestie youre almost done with oitnb!!! i wish i rmr better what happened but as always i watched the show in like 2 weeks and forgot it all the next day 💀 do u still love alex? is piper still annoying?

(and i HAD to run here with my first love love love u so so much and ty for being u of the day 💞💘💕💘💗💗💗💞💘💘. also we need tabitha back so i can send u new screenshots of her 😭)

love youuuuuu <33

best bestie, hiiii!! pls, you're just like me fr because i started this show in the 11th of january and i'm on the last season already?? 😭 i am still very much in love with alex (her s5 fit with the white tank top was very personal to me) and i only kind of wish we had more of her personal story! piper truly tested my patience during s3 and 4 and her whole "gangsta with an A" era, like girlie was truly just saying anything dhnksnnf but she's better again and i do think her and alex are really cute and the prison wedding had me SOBBING! when she's just being a little out of touch piper is when she truly thrives! 💀

But i love this assemble of characters so much, they're all so good! So glad we got more of taystee, cindy and suzanne as the show progressed, i love their stories so much (will never get over what happened to my sweet baby Poussey 😔) and still in love with Nicky and her relationship with Red, my little family 😭 and the way she loves Lorna :( and Maritza and Flaca’s friendship is everything to me! i just basically love every character and i will in fact shut up now kfhndkimnklmf

THANK YOU for checking in, bestie! and for letting me ramble about this show 😭😭 we do need queen tabitha back and i hope that call sheet for s4 was factual and she is back! i love you so much bestie bestie and hope you're having the most amazing jess wednesday!! and that school has been going well and not too stressful!! 💞💘💕💘💗💗💗💞💘💘

[meowzfordayz]

Hii I hope you are well, this is an emergency request 💗

My bday is soon and I usually end up crying because my family ends up busy and my friends often forget. Im a bit anxious for it for that reason. I was wondering if I could get a rengoku x reader, just fluff and comfort on the reader's bday please?

Hihi !! Happy belated 🥳, and ty for your patience. 😅 Bdays can be so tricky bc they're a celebration of life, yet often life itself gets in the way of celebrating them! 😕 I hope this yr was a lil less anxiety inducing, and that you felt appreciated and loved, bc you are !!!!! 🥺💓

And if, unfortunately, this yr sucked, then I hope my delayed gift of in the footnotes of the heart provides some comfort in the aftermath. 💝