#ugh pls I love this outfit so much I need it to be a skin in the game 😩😩😩

[ppersonna]

make me - myg | m

strawberries on a summer evenin'. baby, you're the end of June. i want your belly and that summer feelin', getting washed away in you - watermelon sugar, harry styles

↳ summary- an ordinary sleepover with your best friend turns into anything but ordinary, thanks to your ridiculously loud neighbors above you.

↳ rating- explicit / 18+ / nc17

↳ word count- 4.4k

↳ pairing- yoongi x reader

↳ genre-  pwp lol, smut, fluff, somehow the dirtiest fluff i have ever written bc there’s some depraved shit in here

↳ warnings- penetrative sex, oral sex (m/f receiving), unprotected sex (dont...pls), dirty talk, rough sex, degrading talk, dom/sub undertones, bratty backtalk

↳ a/n- yooooo dawg this... was fun.  i hope you enjoy!!  ive been in my yoongi feels lately uwu. feel free to comment, message, dm, whatever u want babes.  i love you!

Yoongi thinks if he has to hear your upstairs neighbors fuck for another minute longer he might actually go crazy.

It’s been hours now.  The girl is screaming like a feral cat and the man is doing a terrible impression of a porn star, trying his best to talk dirty but really just calling the howling banshee awful names.  

If only his dick would be as annoyed as his brain.

He knows you’re awake next to him too.  The steady rise and fall of your breathing changed when the bad porn above you began—now it’s faint and too quick to indicate anything but your wakefulness.

“Ohhhhh oppa!” The girl above you screams.

It’s finally what breaks down the silence in your bedroom.  At her wanton sound, you and Yoongi are unable to stop yourselves from bursting into laughter.

Yoongi’s stomach hurts from laughing so hard.  Tears form at the corners of his eyes as you make the bed rumble from the force of your combined laughter.

“God, do they think that sounds hot?” You finally ask after settling down to mere giggles.

Yoongi shrugs and wipes away his tears. “Apparently.  He must like the way she sounds like a dying cat.”

His comment sends you into a spiral of laughter again, and you’re clinging to your chest as it heaves with exertion.

Yoongi is your best friend for a reason.  No one makes you laugh as hard as he does.  No one understands you the way he seems to be able to—it’s almost intuitive the way he can understand your feelings.  

You live for your weekly sleepovers.  You drink wine, watch terrible horror films, gossip about your other friend’s love lives, and fall asleep in your bed together.  It’s never been anything but blissful.

Until recently…

When your heart decided it would beat too fast around him.  When your brain decided to spin and weave stories of romance with your best friend.

Now, you can’t hardly think about anything else around the dirty blonde haired boy.  It’s overwhelming to all of your senses when you see him, feel him near you.  You want to kiss him, to love him, to tear his clothing off.

Which makes lying in your full size bed while the neighbors above you fuck and attempt to act out their wildest fantasies—badly—so much harder than usual.

“God,” Yoongi sighs and tugs the blanket up to his chin. “Does she even like it or do you think she’s faking it?”

You wrinkle your nose in disgust. “Ugh, I know I wouldn’t be into it.”

“You don’t like dirty talk?” He teases with a poke to your stomach.  It makes an eruption of nerves go off in your chest.

“Oh, no I do. But that’s not dirty talk,” you shrug. “He’s just being mean. There’s no sensuality underneath it.”

He hums and lays back down to stare at the ceiling.

“Give me an example,” he asks of you. It makes your cheeks flush red and you’re thankful for the darkness in your room to provide you cover.

“Um, well,” you cough awkwardly. “He’s saying shit like ‘you fuck anything don’t you?’ which, maybe she’s into degradation, but I’m not. Not that extreme.”  Your explanation sounds lame, but you continue anyway. “I prefer to hear things like ‘this slutty little pussy belongs to me’.  Possessive and hot at the same time without being too...uhh...hurtful.”

Yoongi feels his cock rise with piquing interest. There’s a nagging guilt about thinking of his best friend this way, and a tinge of jealousy thinking someone who isn’t him has said that to you.

He feels his throat dry up, and you wring your hands nervously on the blanket. The moaning above you doesn’t stop, and you can hear the telltale sound of flesh slapping on flesh, indicating they’ve commenced into penetration and it makes your body throb with annoyance, and with want.

There’s moments when a louder slap echoes through the room—it’s clear the man is slapping her somewhere—and she whines desperately.  Your core starts building that familiar heat, a slickness gathering you can’t stop. You press your thighs together tight and squirm as subtly as you can. You pray Yoongi doesn’t notice.  

Yoongi, however, does notice.  He breathes a sigh of relief internally knowing he’s not the only being affected by the commotion above. But he doesn’t understand the meaning behind it. For all he knows, you’re just turned on because—well, because it’s sex and it’s loud and who wouldn’t be a little turned on? You’re likely not at all aroused by him, or the thought of him. Right?

Another slap echoes through the room and you can tell by the way the girl gasps that her partner slapped her in the face.

“Damn,” you shiver.  Yoongi turns to peek at you through the darkness.

“You into that?” He asks curiously. “Face slapping?”

It’s hard to swallow for a moment—it feels like you’re trying to down a boulder.

“Uh, yeah,” you whisper. “Yeah, I like pain.”

Yoongi doesn’t reply and it makes you fear you’ve overstepped the line. You’ve gone too far off the ‘best friend’ track and the whole train is about to de-rail.

You’re opening your mouth to apologize for taking it too far when Yoongi finally speaks.

“Fuck it,” he sighs. “You want to fuck louder and establish dominance?”

The world stops turning.  You’re sure that gravity doesn’t exist anymore and the theory of relativity has been proven wrong.

Did Min mother fucking Yoongi, your best friend of over twenty years, just offer to have sex with you to...establish dominance over the neighbors above you attempting to make a cheap porn?

He’s looking at you normally, but there’s a glimmer in his eye that says more.  It says he wants you.  Your stomach twists in on itself.  There’s no way, there is no actual plausible way that the man beside you feels the same way about you as you do.

“You want to have sex with me?”

Yoongi’s cheeks turn pink and he looks away for a minute.

“I also want to date you,” he murmurs.  

If you thought the world ended before, you’re sure this is the fiery explosion that brings a new earth into life with a bang.

The noises from upstairs interrupt the romantic moment with a scream, a guttural howl from the man, and then muffled whispers and sighs.

“What do you say we keep them up all night too?” His mouth turns to a smirk as he awaits your reply.

“Yeah,” you nod as you throw the blankets off you.  “Fuck those guys, lets show them what real kinky sex looks like.”

Yoongi’s eyes turn feral as he works his eyesight down your body.  Your normal sleepwear outfit of a tank top and shorts looks like lingerie to him now and he’s salivating at the way he can see the curve of your breasts, and the press of your hard nipples against the fabric.

You’re throwing yourself onto Yoongi’s body in an instant, pinning him down to the bed and pressing your lips to his.  You waste no time in waiting for him now that you know—now that you’ve heard with your two ears that Min Yoongi not only wants to fuck you, but date you as well.   No use wasting any more time—the time for action is now.

The kiss is hot and Yoongi’s hands falter for a moment in surprise before he’s coming to his senses and tugging at your tank top quickly to pull it off your body.  His hands feel hot on the bare skin of your back, rubbing at your spine and up to your shoulders.  It makes you shiver, and you slide your tongue into his mouth to explore the heat inside.  

His hands navigate forward to cup your breasts, fingers toying with your nipples—pinching and pulling and rolling between the pads of his fingers.  It has you keening into his touch and grinding down on his basketball-shorts-covered cock. 

Yoongi pulls away from you and pulls at a nipple harshly, which makes you gasp out loud.

“It’s real cute how you think you’re in charge right now,” he points out.  “Real fucking cute.  It’s gonna make me almost feel bad for punishing you.”

You’re sure your soul is going to leave your body at hearing your best friend’s sexy baritone voice verbalize your dirtiest fantasies.  If this is how you react now…, may God have mercy on your poor little pussy.

Yoongi thinks he’s possibly never been harder than he is right now.  His best friend, best girl, is sitting atop his boner and he’s twisting your pretty nipples so hard they’ll surely turn purple soon.  You sound so sweet when you whine, and you’re starting to whine louder as he continues the pressure on your tits.

“You thought you could take control, didn’t you?” He asks, slipping further and further into the dominant act.  He loves this, thrives off it.  He didn’t think you’d ever be into it—none of the girls he’s dated before have—and he’s thrilled he doesn’t have to hide this depraved part of himself.

You nod and bite your lip, wincing as he tugs once more on a nipple before letting go.

“Cute,” he sighs.  “But wrong.”

In an instant, he flips you two over and he feels his heart and cock swell at the sight of your sweet eyes widening at the quick change.  

“This feels better, don’t you think?” He asks.  You nod and he shakes his head.  “Answer me, baby doll.  You’re already about to get punished.  You wouldn’t want to make me not let you cum, would you?”

The fear in your eyes increases and you clear your throat to talk.

“No sir, I don’t want that.”  

Yoongi nearly moans.  Hearing you call him sir, being underneath him—it’s his wet dreams come to life.

“Then tell me,” he instructs. “Tell me you need me in charge.”

You’re dying to be a brat, really wanting to pull Yoongi completely out of his shell, show him the full extent of what he can do to you.  Plus, you really wanna give your neighbors a show—a taste of their own medicine, don’t you?

“What if I don’t want to?” You tease.

Yoongi’s grin turns wider and his eyes sparkle with knowing. He’s a through and through brat-tamer, and by the end of the night you’ll be crying for forgiveness.

“Little tease,” he growls as he leans down to latch his mouth on your abused nipple.  

You gasp out loud, and it turns into desperate mewling as his teeth nibble and pull.  You’ll be bruised up for days, surely.  He sucks hard, pulls on it roughly and bites with meaning. You just know your panties are completely soaked.

“Talking back to me, huh? You think that’s going to get you where you want to go tonight, little girl?”

He turns his attention to your other nipple, eyes peering into yours as you struggle to answer with the sizzle of pain in your breast.

“What are you gonna do about it?” You send back with a shake of your hips under him.

The growl he delivers around your nipple and the quick bite makes you yelp.

“I think I should shut that loud mouth of yours up.”

You smile in response and his fingers tug down your shorts.  You lift your hips and allow him to pull the clothing off and you’re left in your slicked up panties.

“Oh yeah?” You retort.  “You gonna shut me up with that fat cock?”

Yoongi visibly shivers. His spine tingles deliciously for minutes after the hair on his neck settles.  He’s dreamed of you like this, under him and begging to be put in your place.  And now, here you are.  And he can’t wait to make it a reality.  He’s even forgotten about the loud neighbors.  It’s now just all about you.

“I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you? Dirty little slut so horny to get her mouth on my cock.”

Yoongi allows a finger to trail down your clothed slit, and he outwardly groans at how wet you are.  You’re unable to hold back your whimpers of need—he’s so close to where you need him most and where you’ve dreamed of having him.

“You talk a big game for someone who’s drenched before I’ve even done anything,” Yoongi says with a smirk.

Your legs tremble as he pulls your panties to the side to expose your drenched folds. He dips a finger in and touches your clit. You moan in unison—he’s captivated by the heat and slick, you’re feeling air escape your lungs with every swirl of his finger.

“Y-Yoongi,” you whine.  He tsks and pulls his finger out.

“That’s not my name right now.” His hands start to slide your panties down and your stomach leaps with excitement.

“Sir, please.”

“Now you want to be my good girl?” He asks with a chuckle. “Where’s my mouthy little brat who wants my cock to shut her up?”

He leans back on his heels and watches you eye him. You’re nearly bursting at the seams. You’re naked while he remains completely clothed and while you’d normally feel exposed and vulnerable, all you feel is white hot heat. You’re burning for Yoongi, for him to do what you’ve dreamt he could do.

“Why don’t you show me what that sweet mouth can do?”  

He maneuvers to stand at the side of the bed, dick straining against the mesh of his shorts. He waits for you to sit up, which you wordlessly obey.  His cock is now eye level with you, and your mouth feels dry. You’ve dreamt about this dick, about what it looks like and how it would feel in your hand, inside you. The fact that you’re here now, about to find out all your secret fantasies is heady.

Your hand rubs at the straining material, over the thickness of his cock. He feels big, and you give it a squeeze which makes him hiss.

“Still being a tease,” he sighs with faux disappointment. “You’re in a precarious position to be such a little cocktease.  Might need to fuck that right out of you.”

It makes you whimper—his direct threats sounding like smooth promises going straight to your core.

“I’d like to see you try.”

Yoongi growls and grabs a bit of your hair, tugging your head back to look at him in the eyes.

“I think you should shut this fucking mouth up.”  His voice is dark, and his eyes glow with lust.

A grin pulls over your face as you gaze sweetly up at him—his hand still gripped tight in your hair.

“Make me.”

Yoongi is silent for a moment as he stares at you in wonder—his beautiful girl, so rebellious and yet so willing to comply.

“I fucking love you, you little fucking slut.”

Yoongi forces his shorts down and grips your chin, holding it hard in his hand.

“Now choke on my fucking cock.”

You open your mouth complacently and he wastes no time in shoving his entire length down your throat mercilessly.  

It’s hot. It feels like fucking heaven.  Your lips wrap around him and suction and he can feel your gag reflex straining against his tip at the back of your throat.  Yoongi thinks his entire spine is tingling with desire for you and the way you take his cock so well has his toes curling.

You didn’t even get to have a good look at Yoongi’s cock before it was shoved into your throat, but now that it’s there you don’t even need to see it to knows he is fucking thick and long. It stretches your mouth and you know your pussy will be taken to its limit when he finally buries himself inside you where he rightfully belongs.

“Can’t talk back now, can you?” He teases as he begins to fuck your throat. “Mmmm shit—, you suck my cock so fucking good.”

His words are nothing but encouragement for you and you fight back the growing discomfort in your throat and allow him to use it as he pleases.  Tears form in your eyes and slip down your face at the exertion and you soon feel his balls slap at your chin.  You’ve only fantasized of being used like this by Yoongi, and now it’s actually fucking happening.  You’ll be damned if you don’t give him the suck of a lifetime.

Yoongi thinks he’s staring into heaven as he fucks your tight mouth and watches as your eyes fill with tears.  They leak out and he knows you’re loving this just as much as he is by the palpable enthusiasm you accept his cock with.

“Look at my little brat,” he coos mockingly. “Not so big and brave now, are you?  Not with daddy’s cock wrecking your hot mouth.”

He picks up the pace and the sounds turn disgustingly lewd.  It’s a wet, slurping sound as Yoongi forces his cock in and out of your drooling mouth.  Saliva drips onto the bed below you as you take him all, never given a chance to breathe or swallow.  Yoongi takes and you selflessly give. You’d allow the man to split you in half—and you’re actively hoping he does just that tonight.

Suddenly, Yoongi is pulling out of your mouth and leaving you panting and keening for more. He grips his cock with a fist.  He strokes himself roughly and looks down at you.

“Gonna cum, baby girl. Fucking beg for it.”

Your hands grip at his thighs and you’re breathing hard to catch up on the oxygen you were denied.  But it doesn’t stop you from doing exactly as he orders.

“Please, daddy. Please cum on my face.  Let me taste your cum, I want to know what you taste like.  Cum on me.  Mark me, daddy.”

Yoongi whines and increases the speed of his pumps. His mouth falls open as he watches you pout so sweetly and wait so eagerly for his seed on your face. He wants to see your entire body covered in his cum and he plans on ensuring that happens sooner rather than later.

“My eager little bitch. Wants her daddy to mark his territory.”

You nod, tongue sticking out and wagging like a dog for his cum.

“Please, daddy.  Make me messy.”

It seems to be the secret password to Yoongi’s climax. Your desperation, your eager position, the way you beg so sweetly.  It sends him right over the edge and he cries out as his cock pulses white stripes over your pretty face.  

He wishes he could take a picture of the way his cum covers your face.  He’d make it his background photo so he could see it every day, show everyone around him the gorgeous little whore he gets to cum on every night.

“Shit, babygirl,” he groans as he attempts to catch his breath.  “Look at you.”

You smile as your tongue retreats into your mouth and you savor the drops that landed on your tongue.  Your eyes close in bliss as you enjoy the flavor, noting it tastes salty and sweet and you can’t wait to reacquaint yourself with the taste over and over again.

“Lay back,” he orders as he pushes his shorts all the way off.  

In his haste to fuck your throat, he only pushed them halfway.  He slips out of them and pulls his shirt off before he joins you on the bed.

“Let me drink this cunt.”

You whimper in agreement as you press your back in to the pillows and spread open your legs.

“Please, daddy.”

He grins as he lowers himself to lie between your legs.  He blows on it, cool air pushing over your folds chilling you.

“Fuck,” he sighs.  “Greedy little cunt wants it all, hm?”

“Yes, daddy.”

“So compliant for me now,” he whispers as he kisses your thighs. “I like it when you behave.”

He kisses in further, and soon he’s using his fingers to spread apart the folds and pressing the flat of his tongue to your clit and laving it over the aching nub.

“Holy shit,” he groans as he comes up and sucks his tongue back into his mouth.  “Sweetest little pussy.”

You can’t reply, the capability to speak has left you now.  He buries his face back into your cunt and gets to work.  His tongue starts flicking against the bundle of nerves and then dips down to fuck into your channel.  He works his tongue around you and your back arches off the bed and your heels dig into the mattress.  You seek purchase in his hair with your hands, digits gripping at the blonde locks between your thighs.  

Yoongi groans and moans into your cunt, and soon he slips two fingers in to fuck you roughly.

He pulls his lips away and licks his tongue over them to collect the slick that lingers.  His fingers maintain a quick pace and he drinks in the sight of you gasping at the stretch.

“Yeah, look at you take my fucking fingers.  Such a wanton little whore for me.”

He slides another finger in to join, then another, and it makes your cries echo loudly around the room.  He suddenly remembers the neighbors above you and smirks.  He pulls his hands from you, making you keen with desire and desperately beg for more.

“Daddy! Please, I need..” you gasp. “Need you!”

He pulls himself up to join your hips together and rolls his them against each other.  His cock rubs against your soaked pussy and he bites his lip at the feel of it getting slicked up.

“I want you to be nice and loud for me, baby girl,” he demands sweetly in your ear as he licks the shell.  He notes your shiver and smirks, before kissing your ear lightly.  “Tell those mother fuckers upstairs who’s going to take you to Hong Kong.”

“Yes, daddy,” you agree.  

It only takes the consent to leave your lips for Yoongi to spear his cock into you.  He’s not slow or gentle, he pushes it into the hilt immediately.

Yoongi meant to start a pace, to begin fucking into you mercilessly, but he’s frozen inside your tight heat.  You feel so good, so fucking tight and warm and wet for him.  It’s better than heaven, and surely better than any pussy he’s been inside before.  Maybe it’s because it’s you, and no one else.

“Fuck!” He gasps. “Holy shit I could cum right now.”

You whine and move your hips desperately.

“Fuck me daddy! Fuck me hard, please!  Use me like your little cock sleeve.”

Yoongi bites his lip and feels his cock pulse.

“Shit, you’ve got a dirty fucking mouth,” he grits. “Let’s see if you’ve got a dirty little pussy too.”

He sets a pace, desperately wills his cock not to cum yet.  He wants to fuck you senseless, until your eyes roll back in your head.  He’s gonna make sure you get off on his cock before he comes close to his end.

Yoongi grips your chin again, like he did at the beginning as he fucks into you roughly.

“Look at you take my fucking cock so deep,” he bites out.  “Your cunt is so fucking desperate for my fat cock, isn’t it? You need me to fuck some discipline into you.”

You’re nearly screaming now at the force of his thrusts.  He’s pushing all the way into you with each push and his balls smack against your ass deliciously.  You’re babbling, words unable to make sense as he fucks all the brain cells out of you.

“Dumb little cock slut,” he whispers as he leans down to suck a nipple into his mouth and bite at it before releasing it  “Little brat turns into a perfect little fuck hole for me, so fucking good for me.”

“Yes, y-y-yes baby! S-so close!”  

Yoongi’s had you near the verge since his oral, and now with his punishing pace and power in his driving hips, you’re hovering over the edge.

His hand drops down to rub at your clit, a circular motion that has you gasping and screaming his name.

“That’s fucking right,” he breathes. “Tell them, baby.  Tell them who’s got the best fucking cock.  Tell them who fills this pussy up so well.”

You’re eager to comply.

“You, daddy!  Fuck!  You feel so fucking thick in me.  I need your cum, please, please.  Cum on me.”

Yoongi feels his balls tighten impossibly--he knows he’s seconds away from an explosive orgasm.

“Cum on my cock, baby girl.  Let me feel you cream my fucking cock.  Wanna see you all over this fat dick.”

His free hand tugs at a nipple and pulls it punishingly, tugging it so far it pulls the skin around it.  Your screams light up the room, echoing and bouncing off the walls and surely traveling up to your neighbors bedroom.

“Yoongi! Fuck! I’m cumming!” You warn, a millisecond before your world crashes around you.  

Your cunt squeezes his cock so tightly that it causes his hips to stutter in their pace.  It grips him tight, angry like a squeezed fist and Yoongi feels the air get sucked out of his lungs as his climax follows directly after yours.  He didn’t even have a chance to pull out--he’s emptying his load into your womb and whining at the feeling of your pulsating walls milking every single drop greedily.

It’s several minutes later that you’re both caught up to normal breathing and resting beside each other on the bed.  The room is silent, save for little pants and breaths, and Yoongi reaches over to lace his fingers into yours and hold your hand tightly.

“You wanna date me?” He asks sweetly, as if his cum isn’t dripping out of your cunt as he speaks.  

It makes you laugh.  It’s so classically Yoongi that you can’t help but to laugh.  

“Yes, daddy, I want to date you.  I want to date you every single day.”

He pulls you into his embrace and kisses at your forehead.

“Maybe we should send your neighbors some flowers for getting us together,” he teases.

As if on cue, the all too familiar sound of skin slapping against skin and screeching moans comes from upstairs and plays through your apartment like an unwanted jukebox.

“God damn it, our plan backfired.” he grumbles. “I think we turned them on.”

You press your sticky, sweaty body against him and kiss at his lips.  Your hand sneaks down to his cock and grips it again, begging it to come back to life.

“Shall we try again, then?”

[frogtanii]

It’s wind anon! Who...did not finish reactions yesterday hahhhh

Orz

The need to deal with school work...and also the fact wind anon has the need to take a nap any time of the day. Sleep... zzzzzz. Have a test and such tomorrow and another test on Thursday so I be busy...gonna do my best...get good grades...

But, might as well do a short reaction, at least on the outfits! Specifically Meiko’s! Okay, so I don’t want to comment on the blandness of her caption for the image. And uh, I don’t know what she is referring to by the styled by stuff but I got the gist by looking at the answers to the asks and stuff. Okay, so looking purely at her dress. I get what they were going for, but the shape is not flattering. Wind anon has to give credit where credit is, Meiko is fairly tall (in wind anon’s opinion) and she does diet and stuff and have a thin figure, so her proportions are decent. But the dress...all the mixed vibes. The black portions of it make her look real old, and that belt thing is not cutting it for me. It’s like...not cinching in her waist properly (which is what belts should do—>adjust fit and accentuate).

Besides that, the rest of the cloth. I think the navy is actually a good choice, but the sheen that comes with the square pattern...no no no. Eye catching in the worst of ways. The fact that it comes in that sort of pattern makes the dress look a bit more cheap, and it’s just...a lot.

Besides that, looking at Osamu’s outfit, Meiko’s is far too...gaudy. (Not meant to insult the person in the image wearing the dress or the people who made it—just trying to give my honest opinion on the suitability of the outfit and such). Osamu’s is nice—Black, clean lines, subtle, catches a bit of interest with the pendant/necklace. Thus, Meiko would have worked with an elegant and tasteful outfit.

Let’s keep the navy color as the base okay? So, we already have a general idea of what YN is wearing, and her dress has a slit in it, like the one Meiko has right now. Rather than having them both with that, I think Meiko’s should be regular, mid-thigh end with no slit. (Honestly, I think like...2 inches above knee would work quite well but we know Meiko is the type to flash more skin so, mid-thigh). I’m thinking skirt with a bit more volume, goes out a bit rather than skin tight like some of Meiko’s other stuff. Like it flares out before you get to the hips? But the top of the dress is still sculpting out the waist and bust a bit. Off the shoulder straps. Shoulders and arms be uncovered that way. And instead of being plain, it’s navy with navy lace. Maybe add some subtle silver thread embroidery at parts. But I think it would work fine without that. But to add interest, both the off shoulder straps and bottom of the skirt aren’t just straight, maybe like, scalloped edge idea with the lace. And of course, have Meiko with a necklace that pairs with Osamu’s.

For hair, pin it up. You can be more glamorous with it because the dress is low key and elegant. Say, some blue flower and pearl hair accessories. Y’know? Like hair carefully braided in bun near the top of her head, a couple strands around the face to frame it, the flowers inserted between the bun and the rest of her hair, then the pearls in select places to give attention (maybe the pearls in individual pins...). But it honestly would be okay if you just had a lace ribbon that matched the dress well enough—cohesion is important with outfit planning. Earrings could either be diamond/sapphire studs or pearl. Though something like an ear cuff and some thin falling earrings would also look nice.

I’m thinking like, lace wrist cuffs/bands would be cute. But not necessary. Would be nice to see some dark blue, shiny nail polish on those fingers though.

...ugh, she just...could’ve looked so good next to Osamu like this. Wind anon giving the eyebrow of judgement. They would also contrast with YN and Sakusa in the best of ways.

And before I forget, footwear. No stilettos. Nothing too tall. 3 inches at most. Dark heels, with a reasonably sized heel and a strap either at ankle or in front, doesn’t matter, just shoes that are plain in a sense, but elegant and chic and comfy for walking and stuff.

Wind anon is wrangling outfit with one hand at this rate. Like, there’s tons of lights at these types of events. The dress rn will make you look like very pixelated glowing TV screen when it’s in the dark. With the suggestion I’m making like—the pleasant sheen from the pearls, the tasteful glimmer from the earrings and necklace, the delicate lace that doesn’t distract from dewy skin—please, wind anon cannot stand what she’s trying to pull off rn when wind anon has this idea right here.

But okay, wind anon is done. Wind anon is gonna sleep, wake up, get through the day like she always does.

Done with the fashion ramble. Anyway, ending thoughts. Unicorn anon saying we can all marry each other... first time Wind anon ever got that sort of proposal. Flattering, flustering, and yet I sorta won’t mind the platonic affection. Hm, decisions~

Anyway, do take care of yourself fr0ggy! Drink plenty or water and other fluids, eat fruits and veggies, and sleep lots! I wish you very very well <3

hi wind nonnie!!! pls get some sleep >:( i hope ur test goes well <3333 &&& i rlly love how detailed u were in redesigning meiko’s outfit???? v much swag v much cool KSJSK also i wouldn’t mind giving u some (platonic) affection!!!! u deserve it kith kith <333

[lustinglilac]

Ouuu #25 and #28 with sad eyes !! Pls <33

Love my bby Sad Eyes 🥺 18+ please!

25. “You’re mine. I don’t share”

28. “Make me.”

GIF BY: @merakiaes 🖤

Yet another Saturday night spent indoors if she didn’t get him off his stupid video games that he was currently playing in their living room.

“Babe— wanna go out tonight? I feel like I haven’t been out in forever.” She sighs, wrapping her arms around his neck as he focused his attention on the video game in front of him.

“Nah baby, not right now. I’m tryin’ to win— hijo de puta! Missed that fuckin’ shot.” Sad Eyes exclaims, tapping the controller against the table and starting another round.

She huffs loudly, leaning away from him, walking to their shared room. She‘d know how to get his attention for something else at least.

Picking out her tighest skirt and a top with a plunging neckline, she throws on the outfit making sure it showed off just enough skin to get her boyfriend to notice her.

“Where we landin’ mano?” She heard his deep voice speaking to his teammates through the headset.

“Baby—“ Her voice sickly sweet as she walked barefoot to the living room where her boyfriend currently sat, legs spread, neglected bottle of half drunken beer on the table.

“Not now, mamas, I’m almost winnin’.” His fingers worked the controller like an expert.

“I guess I’ll just go see what Oso’s doing? Or maybe Joker? Or how about Cesar—“

And just like that, his game was quickly forgotten about as he stood to his full height, “Nah, baby, I’m right here.”

“Oh so now you wanna pay attention to me?” She scoffs playfully, grabbing the beer bottle, wrapping her lips around it and taking a sip as he watched her every move, a small drop of it lingering on her perfect lips as he leans down.

“You’re mine. I don’t share.” Sad Eyes whispers, calloused fingers coming up slowly to wipe at the drop of beer, careful not to smudge her lipgloss. “Not with Oso, not with Joker, and definitely not with a 15 year old.”

“So come out with me tonight. Please, baby?” She whimpers, holding his large hand in her softer one.

“Make me.” He smirks, knowing the heated events to come wouldn’t allow for either of them to leave the house.

She brings his hand to her ass, holding it there for a second, “You wouldn’t want someone else touchin’ on me, would you?”

“Nunca. They wouldn’t dare, bebé. This is mines.” His eyes hooded as he squeezes an ass cheek making her gasp.

“I think your game’s still on—“ She giggles when she feels the urgency in his body movements.

“Let ‘em hear.” Sad Eyes can’t help but growl, biting the side of her neck softly as she closed her eyes at the sensation.

The headset crackles with noise as the players on the other side waited for him to return.

“Looks like they need you over there, baby.” She hums, attempting to turn away from him.

He chuckles lowly, bringing his fingers between her warm thighs, “But you need me here more than they need me right now.” He makes a point by swiping a finger through her wet folds.

“No panties—“ He whispers moreso to himself as she moans, head lolling back at his touch.

“Please— ugh fuck.” She whispers breathlessly as he walks them towards the couch. He lays her down, quickly discarding of the short skirt she was wearing, tossing it on the floor.

“We ain’t goin’ nowhere ‘til you cum, nena.” Sad Eyes smirks against her thigh, parting her legs for him to see her soaking cunt.

He leans down, making her shiver at the way he admired her so delicately. As much as he wanted to be rough with her, at the same time he‘d never forget to be gentle.

Sad Eyes licks at her wet pussy, spitting on it before spreading the wetness lewdly with his tongue. Her hands immediately flying to his hair as an anchor, something to ground herself in the moment.

“Yessss— fuck, baby. Keep going.” She whimpers breathlessly, head leaving an indent in the cushions of the couch. Her gasps egging him on as he lapped up her juices.

Sad Eyes smirks against her pussy, “Taste like fuckin’ candy, mami.” He winks at her from between her legs, going back to sucking at her throbbing clit.

“Cum for me, baby, that’s it.” Sad Eyes rubs her sensitive clit with his thumb, coaxing her to the edge.

“I’m gonna cummm—“ Her body finally convulses, back arching off the soft cushions as she moans loudly.

“Next time you think about goin’ out without me, think about this moment, right nena?” He arches an eyebrow at her, kissing her thigh, leaving her laying breathless on the couch. She can only nod, eyes closing at the aftermath of her orgasm.

“Got a little caught up—“ He picks his headset off the table, putting it back on securely.

“Sounds like youse were havin’ a lotta fun over there. By all means, you can get back to it, Sad Eyes.” His friends cackle on the other end, earning a scoff from him.

“Callate, cabrón. Mind your business.” He speaks to them, throwing a wink towards his girl.

They sure as hell would get back to it as soon as he finished playing yet another round.

[plumeriaheart]

Cosplay Surprise [Leviathan/F!Reader]

This is the third(???) smut fic I’ve written and I still feel awkward about it rip... But also, Levi is a precious boy!!! Pls I just wanna make him flustered for days and shower him in love and affection!!!

FANDOM: Obey Me!

RATING: smut with some fluffy undertones~ 

WORD COUNT: 3.6k

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Perhaps you had been in over your head when you ordered the costume and wig from Akuzon, but when the packages arrive at your doorstep, you feel like you have to go through with it. What's the worst thing that could happen? Leviathan would call you a normie, but that's nothing new. You don't think he'd be mad at you for trying to cosplay one of his favourite idols – at least you hope he wouldn't be. As long as the cosplay doesn't look cheap, you should be fine, right? Now it's just a matter of trying the costume on and making sure you look as similar to Ruri-chan as possible.

You're happy to find that both the costume and the wig seem to be of acceptable quality; Leviathan would have your head if you dared to wear a cheap costume of his beloved Ruri-chan. The fabric envelopes you in a soft hug, complimenting your best features. You don't recognise yourself in the mirror at first, so unusual does the long blonde hair and the green outfit look on you – but you find that it doesn't look bad, per se.

Grabbing your D.D.D., you scroll through your contacts and select Leviathan, sending him a text to ask whether you could come over to his room right now. You don't expect him to reply straight away, knowing that he might be busy with one of his games, and in the meantime, you could see if you could put on some make-up to make the cosplay perfect. But before you can even grab your make-up bag, your D.D.D. rings, and upon glancing at the screen you see one text message from Leviathan.

Leviachan: Perfect timing, I could use your help with some co-op dungeons. The door's unlocked :thumbsup:

His words bring a smile to your face, imagining what kind of reactions you'd get from him. You're not against playing games with him, but if he reacts to your cosplay the way you want him to, there would be something more important to do.

You listen at the door to hear if anybody is out and about before you leave your room, quickly making your way to your boyfriend's room. You knock to signal you're there, but don't wait for a response – he did say his door was unlocked. In true Leviathan fashion, he doesn't turn around right away to greet you, mumbling a quick 'Hey' as he's executing something that looks like a complicated combat combo. You remain by the door for a couple of seconds, taking a deep breath and finally going to join the demon by his desk.

Your eyes quietly follow his character on the screen, watching as he decimates a group of goblins – he must be nearing the final boss of this dungeon, and you know better than to interrupt him during an important battle like that. It doesn't bother you, you enjoy watching him play. Watching him do something that makes him as happy and as focused as this warms your heart, and though you came to his room with less pure intentions, you don't mind waiting if he looks this into it. You may also be curious to see how long it takes for him to notice the way you look.

"This boss fight shouldn't take long. I managed to get my hands on the legendary sword of ruination – it has a drop rate of 0.1 percent! Isn't it awesome?! The cursed flame enchantment should be strong enough to one hit regular enemies, but this boss here is special! He casts a drain health curse on you when you enter his dungeon and to lift it you have to defeat him. If you can't defeat him and have to leave so you can level up first, the curse is gonna stay on you! lol I bet so many noobs got killed by this boss when it's SO easy once you think about it!"

His eyes are glued to the screen as he enters what seems to be the final stage of the dungeon, the music picking up in pace and a brief cutscene commences. Something that looks like a giant mutated version of the goblins he fought before appears, clad in spiked armour and wielding a giant axe which seems to be emitting green smoke. Before you know it, you find your own eyes glued to the screen, rooting for your boyfriend to win the challenge ahead of him. He furrows his brows as he smashes the keys more aggressively, then finally lets out a sigh of relief when the boss goes down in one final move. He's about to turn his head and show you a brilliant smile when he suddenly freezes – finally, he notices what you look like right now.

"R-Ru-Ruri-chan?!" He squeals, eyes wide open and cheeks burning red. As much as he tries to hide his blush behind his hand, it's still visible to you. His eyes flit from your hair down to your face, and finally to your outfit. He's not sure where he's supposed to look, there's so much to take in.

"Do you like it, Leviachan?" You ask in a singsong voice, putting on a sweet smile and tilting your head to the side. The demon lets out a whimper, unable to form any words. "I thought I could make you happy by cosplaying as Ruri-chan..." As you come closer, he reacts by leaning back. His eyes roam your figure, taking in every detail of your appearance and you believe you've never seen him blush so aggressively. He looks at you with a mixture of disbelief, shyness, and even lust.

Would you really do something like that for someone like him? He can't believe it, and for a few seconds, he just keeps blinking, afraid he might wake up and find his room void of you. But you're sitting in front of him, looking at him with an uncertain smile. Quick, he has to say something before you get the wrong idea!

"R-really? For… For me?" The words come out more unsteady than he wanted them to, and he curses himself mentally. But then you give him a reassuring smile, a nod, and he's over the moon. In one quick motion, he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you close, burying his head in the crook of your neck. Leviathan can't find the words to describe how touched he is, but he's certain you can feel his heartbeat racing against your chest. Hell, he'd be surprised if you couldn't hear it at this rate.

You don't make any attempts to move, instead combing your fingers through his hair reassuringly. There is no denying that you enjoy the way he clings to you as if he had to make sure that you're real, that you're his.

"Leviachan?" You hum into his ear, taking pleasure from the way he shivers.

"Y-Yes?" His grip on you only tightens, head nuzzled further against your body.

"You can do more than just hug me, you know?" A chuckle escapes you as he looks up at you, eyes glassy from how flustered he is. Never in a million years would he have thought… Sure, there had been times where he fantasised about his favourite idol, but… Ugh, you're just too good for him! But you're here, in his arms, and the way you smile at him makes his heart flutter – a sudden wave of courage (and maybe desperate need) washes over him before his lips into yours. His kiss is clumsy, nervous and eager, but you've come to love the way his lips feel against yours. When you let your tongue caress his lower lip, he responds with an inevitable moan, allowing your tongue to meet his in a tender dance.

The kiss grows more forceful as he pulls you on his lap, and you can feel the bulge in his pants pressing against your core. Grinding your hips against his crotch, you feel his chest vibrate as he groans against your mouth, and, with one hand gently placed behind your head, he pulls you closer against him. His other hand travels down to your ass, fingers digging into the supple flesh. The sudden intensity of the kiss awakens butterflies in your stomach, your soft moans swallowed by his hungry lips.

He only breaks away to look at your face, to see your flushed cheeks and your lips parted with longing – his own face mirroring your expression perfectly.

"I'm all yours today, Levi," an almost plea falls from your lips, dripping with affection and lust. The tips of his ears tinged a dark shade of red, he nods to himself as if to calm himself down. Any attempt to calm down right now would be futile, you think, but it seems to do the job for him as his lips latch onto the soft skin of your neck, gently nibbling on it before suckling on it. A hot sensation begins to spread from the place where his lips connect with your skin, and you can tell that he'll be leaving a mark on your skin. As if only realising this now, the demon licks along your soft skin, soothing the red spot he created.

"I-Is this… okay?" Levi's voice is laced with uncertainty, and he barely allows his lips to graze your shoulder while awaiting your response.

"Of course it is, Levi – I think it's exciting, seeing you this needy." Your words are accompanied by a slight giggle, running one of your hands down his chest ever so slowly. The way your fingertips create the slightest sensation against his skin lets him crave you more, and when you begin to unzip his pants, he lets out an unholy moan.

"W-Wait..." He breathes, and you do as he says, looking at him with curiosity in your eyes. "Can you… sit on my desk?" When he raises his gaze to meet yours, you can tell how much self-control it took for him to ask this, and who are you to deny him? You meet his lips in a quick peck before you get up, hiking the skirt up at your waist as you sit down on his desk. You lean back a little, watching him get up and placing both of his hands by your hips, his face mere inches away from yours. He gulps, running his left hand over your thigh and inching closer to your core.

You loop your arms behind his neck to keep him close, eyes glued to his face as his confidence begins to grow. With an excited smile, he allows his fingers to run along your panties, and another blush rushes to his cheeks when you let out a content sigh. His fingertips begin to circle your clit through the fabric, and you can hear him take in a sharp breath when he feels your panties growing damp.

"Does… that feel good, MC?" The demon asks, trying out different pressures to see which one can coax out the sweetest reaction from you.

"Do you even have to ask? I love when you touch me, Levi – please, keep going," you whisper, shutting your eyes as you allow the pleasure to run course your body. Your words are music to his ears. With his right hand, he lifts your chin to kiss you; almost getting lost in the moment when you part your lips for him instantly. But you seem to be okay with him being more adventurous today, and so he begins to trail further kisses down your clothed body. He kneels, tugging at your panties, awkwardly fumbling with them before he manages to pull them further down. When his lips connect with your thighs, you've all but forgotten that, focusing instead on the way his mouth inches closer to your aching lips.

He doesn't waste any time and begins lapping at your pussy, allowing himself to savour your taste with every stroke of his tongue. It doesn't take long for your moans to fill his room, along with the lewd sounds of him sloppily licking your pussy. Levi shifts between your legs and before you know it, he's placed your thighs over his shoulders, hugging you closer. His tongue explores your folds with fervour, your essence coating his mouth and chin in the process. It reminds him that you're his, that no one else can taste you nor make you feel this way, and his chest swells with pride. As you tip your head back in pleasure, you run your fingers through his hair, tugging at it and urging him to go faster. Hyper-aware of your needy touches, Levi gives in to your desire.

When he lets out a shuddery moan, you feel it reverberate through your entire body. He goes from eagerly running his tongue along your slit to sucking on your clit, enveloping the sensitive nub with his lips. A jolt of electricity runs through you when he clumsily grazes his teeth against your swollen clit, a choked moan escaping from your lips. Searing heat grows within your body, pooling at your core, and the demon can tell by the way your hips try to buck against his face.

"L-Levi, I'm… ahh, so close," you whine in between moans, and the way you say his name, dripping with pleasure, makes him shudder once more. Spurned on by your involuntary reactions to his tongue's administrations, he finds the confidence to slip his tongue inside of your heat. You arch your back as his muscle teases your core, feeling your walls begin to clench as the unmistakable wave of your impending climax crashes over you. Your fingers curl in his hair when your orgasm crashes down on you, a string of curses falling from your lips. Even through your orgasm, Levi keeps licking at your pussy, driving you to a point of pleasure and ecstasy that makes your vision go blank for a couple of seconds. It's only when the sensation becomes too much that you attempt to clench your legs together, that he stops and looks up at you, admiring the mess that you have become thanks to him.

You are painfully aware that the only sound filling the room is your ragged breathing, but it takes you a few moments to catch your breath. When you look down at Leviathan, you notice his mesmerised gaze – and the fact that he's stroking his cock for you, now freed from the confines of his pants.

"Can… Can you keep your clothes on for… for the next part?" He asks you as he slowly gets up, crimson tingeing his cheeks. Your eyes wander from his dishevelled hair down to his glistening lips, taking note of the way he hungrily licks them, before you nod. Still dazed, he takes your hands and helps you get up, supporting your wobbly legs by swooping you up in his arms. It's easy to forget how powerful Levi really is when he shuts himself in his room most days, his shy nature not doing him many favours in that aspect. But he is the third-born for a reason, you think as you look up at his face.

Gently, he places you down on the ground before he begins grabbing pillows and blankets from the bathtub. He throws them on the ground, arranging them in a way that he believes is comfortable for you. You can't tear your eyes off of him, enthralled by his appearance. You know that he doesn't think much of his looks, belittling himself more often than not, but you think that if he could see himself through your eyes right now, he'd disagree. Such a vulgar image it is, and yet you can't think of any other word than beautiful to describe him.

"W-Why are you looking at me like that…? Do you… Do you not want to go further?" His question snaps you out of your thoughts, a flash of concern washing over his face, and you shake your head right away – you feel yourself aching for his cock to fill you up, a need throbbing deep within your core. The demon looks relieved at your response, and his abashed smile makes your heart skip a beat. Grabbing him by the collar of his hoodie, you pull him closer and your lips crash into his. You can taste your own essence as your tongue slips inside of his mouth, coaxing a muffled moan out of him.

It's all the encouragement he needs as he gently pushes you down, your own hands roaming down his chest and tugging at his hoodie. He gets your hint, he really does, but Levi doesn't seem to be able to tear himself away from you long enough to remove the hoodie. His cock is already aligned at your pussy, the tip of it prodding at your entrance, but despite his need for you, he seems to drown in your kiss instead. There's a hunger in his kiss that takes you by surprise, so unexpected from the usually submissive demon. When your fingers find his length and wrap around him, his entire body shivers. With slow motions, you begin to pump his cock, the heat of it teasing your slit. His hips move intact with your hand without entering you just yet, eliciting a deep growl from the back of his throat. Levi only breaks the kiss to look at you, eyes searching for permission.

"Take off your hoodie and you can fuck me," you say breathlessly, and with a small whimper, he complies. You let your eyes wander his pale skin, watching the way his breath catches in his chest as you work his cock faster, a red flush of passion adorning his fair skin. His gaze finds yours once more, asking for permission and when you finally nod, letting go of his cock, he buries himself inside of you with one swift motion.

The moan falling from your lips fills the entire room, followed by many more as the demon begins to thrust into you at a frantic pace. His strokes are quick and sloppy, hitting all the right spots to make you arch your back in pleasure. With every thrust inside you, you feel your mind growing hazy with lust once more, and the only thing on your mind is him. Levi's eyes remain on you as he fucks you, taking in the way your lips part, the way your tits bounce under your clothes and the way your eyes roll back when his cock hits your sweetest spots.

He's not new to the way your body reacts to him and vice versa, but seeing you in that costume is doing sinful things to him. Once more, he finds himself picking up the speed before he leans down, resting both of his hands next to your head while his face hovers above yours. Instinctively, you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him into a kiss, moaning his name against his lips.

It's enough for him to lose control of himself entirely, pounding into you as your moans grow in volume. You can feel his climax coming on by the way his thrusts become even more frantic, slamming his cock into you rougher than before, leaving your legs trembling.

His cock twitches inside of you before his hot seed floods your pussy, a surge of heat washing over you. Though his movements slow, he keeps rocking his hips into yours, panting heavily.

"Ahh, s-shit shit, s-sorry," Levi whimpers when his movements come to a halt. You're still breathing heavily, looking up at him with a questioning expression on your face. "You… You d-didn't… I-I mean, was that… was that enough?" You realise that he's apologising for coming before you could, and with how flustered and apologetic he looks, you cannot help but giggle. His eyes widen ever so slightly and he pouts a little, about to protest when you cup his cheeks in your hands.

"Levi, listen to me, okay? You're always enough for me. No one else can make me feel this good, and no one else can make my knees weak in more than just one way." Your words make him whimper again, his lips desperately pressing against yours once more until you're out of breath.

"I-I love you so… so much, MC!" Levi stammers, squeezing his eyes shut so you don't see him tearing up over his emotions.

"More than Ruri-chan?" You hum teasingly, not expecting any answer as you give him a quick kiss.

"Y-YES!" He almost shouts, only realising how loud his words were after they left his mouth. "S-Sorry," he adds, more quietly this time. How can he make such a fool out of himself when you're beneath him, looking like the epitome of beauty and passion?! Not too mention, he's still inside of you and – oh god, he's so embarrassed! The only thing stopping him from crawling into a hole to mope is the way you look at him, so much affection in your gaze that warms his heart.

"I love you, too, Leviachan~" You hum with a smile, and all his anxieties seem to wash away just like that. How…?

"I know this wasn't the type of co-op battle you had in mind when you texted me earlier, but… maybe we should go for another round – to grind some exp, you know?"

You can't just say those things without a warning! How is his heart supposed to handle you when you say those things, looking like that!?

His immediate response is a whimper before he presses his lips against yours once more. This time, he's going to complete all of the requirements for this quest.

A/N: I definitely feel like I could’ve done more with the cosplay aspect of this fic, but also, I don’t even know what Ruri rly looks like so who knows?? 

[diorthesuperior]

Skype calls

junhao smut + reader

oral, guided maturbation

[ come back soon pls >:( ]

That was the last text you had sent Jun.

He had been promoting in China for the past few weeks and you missed him more than you could have imagined. You were sexually frustrated as you had been use to the routine of his “daily punishments" and love. You craved nothing more than to be touched and hear his voice talk you down like old times.

You shifted in your bed, latching onto the cushion that smelled of his cologne. You hugged onto it tightly looking blankly at the wall.

You lived with Jun, Minghao, Hoshi and Dino in a flat. The other units lived in separate flats next door for space. Your double bed was empty because Jun wasn't there. Though you and Jun were in a relationship the members really believed Jun was the lonely kind who valued his own time. Little did they know he was busy fucking you and doing all the sexual desires you had and his. He was experimental and liked trying new things. You really had became too use to it so the absence of him made you so frustrated.

You continued staring blankly at the wall until the memory hit of when he fucked you against that wall.

“UGH” you pressed your head into the cushion deeply, not a care in the world if you suffocated.

It wasn't fair. You needed him.

[JUN]

[JUN]

[I want you]

[Are your promotions nearly over?]

[I saw your recent photo]

[I wish you were fucking me with your fingers]

[Jun?]

[ >:'( ]

The door creaked and Minghao walked in abruptly. You didn't really know why he was there but it took your interest. You sat at the upper side of your bed and questioned his moves. He lifted your MacBook onto the bottom of you bed and sat there with it, opening it up.

“What are you doing? "

" Minghao what the fuck you can't just barge in on me like that”

“Get off my laptop”

“Are you fucking listening ugh”

You give up with the lack of response and fall back onto you mattress. Even though you wearing pajama shorts and a shirt you felt heated up, unsure if the source sparked from minghao or your need for Jun to abruptly enter the room and fuck you into oblivion.

Suddenly, a familiar sound rang through your ears. You glanced up at Minghao and then at your MacBook. A Skype call was connecting up.

A black square appeared and loaded a face.

“Hey Jun” Minghao greeted with a hint of smug to his voice.

Your head shot up and your eyes layes on the screen. Your boy. Jun. Dressed in his MC outfit from his earlier schedule, a white silk shirt and black jeans. The frame showed his smiley bright face with his prominent cheeks. His skin was glowing with his home melanin. The way his hair was styled was hot, his forehead showing.

“Junhui! I-”

“Ah ah ah” Jun stalled you from finishing your sentence waving his finger and nodding his head from left to right.

“Minghao told me you were acting off, is that so?”

“N-No?”

“You know better than to lie”

"I don't understand" you stretched out your legs with a confused expression.

“I saw your messages by the way”

“Oh.. yeah.. those”

“So something was definitely off. Luckily Minghao was too considerate and went ahead and messaged me about his concern regarding you"

“If not this wouldn't be happening”

“This?” you asked.

Minghaos hands grabbed your lower legs dragging and spreading your legs down towards him.

Your face turnes a light shade of red, your ears heating up.

“w-w-what”

“Hey Jun, she's been really missing you, look she even has her legs spread for you infront of this cam, have you done this before?” Minghao says in a teasing voice winking at Jun, turning his head to look back at you.

“no..”

“That's a lie, she's called me once or twice as I guided her through masturbation, she's quite a slut for these things”

You squeezed your knees together in shame.

“So Minghao that's what you're gonna help me out with, sadly I can't be there to play with my needy whore”

“No need to further explain, I understand” Minghao spoke out adjusting the position of the laptop for a better view.

He pulled you down lower on the bed, bringing his hands from your lower legs to you upper inner thigh gently rubbing at your flesh in slow circles.

“Now baby girl you're gonna put that head back and listen to daddy's voice while minghao helps out, got it? ”

You nervously look at Jun on the screen in shame of the situation but you can't help but follow his commands. Being so desperate and horny quickened the decision.

“Yes daddy”

The idea of Minghao being there also turned you on even more. Being so needy and exposed infront of someone other than Jun really made you heat up. Jun was right after all. He knew you had an exhibitionist side and said how he'd prove it one day. Here you were, legs spread infront of Minghao and a laptop that showed Jun.

“That's right slut spread them legs, help Minghao and remove those short shorts of yours. I hope you haven't been wearing them to show off your ass to the others.”

“No daddy I wouldn't I-”

“Remove them sweetie”

You fidget about and remove your shorts and thong throwing them aside.

“Such a slut, Minghao move me closer so I can see her pretty cunt”

His words went straight to your core. The two of them were looking at your exposed body and damn did it make you want to cum right there.

“Daddy please don't leave me exposed say something”

“Needy eh? I was going to go slow but because of how much of a whore you are I have to change plan. Minghao go over to the drawer I told you about”

You shiver knowing damn well what the drawer was and had inside.

“Jun no please”

“Oh its only to warm you up”

Minghao walked over with a nearly intimidating stance, holding a toy, a pink bullet.

“Slut close your eyes and imagine I'm there”

“Mmm" you moan half because of his degradation and words and also because Minghao clicked on the vibrator and sat down beside your entrance.

“So spread those legs so I can rub your lips with my long fingers, so I can spread your wetness, you're so wet for me.”

Minghao followed along with Jun's words, making the experience realistic. His long cold fingers met your lips and spread them, the cold sensation making you shudder.

“Mm minghao fuck”

“Eh? Don't be such a slut, remember who your daddy is” Jun interrupted in a low tone turning you on further.

Part of you would have liked to disrespect him more and hear that sweet voice that would make you cum in and instance. But you didn't want to go against him today.

“Sorry daddy just feels-so-good”

Minghao placed the vibrator against you're core and pressed it up against your clit making you moan out. You lifted the cushion to your face to hide your vulnerable self and loud noises.

“Don't hide your face I want to see your expressions of neediness. The flat should be empty so let me hear those noises whore.”

Minghao grabbed the cushion from you with his spare hand and threw it away. You were on display and you were Minghaos canvas to work on.

He switched the intensity of the vibrator to the max and watched you whine and shake as he held your legs apart with his spare hand and side.

“Daddy I'm so close” you cry.

“My sluts so desperate and sensitive. You're weak.”

Just as you are about to cum Minghao completely edges you, removing the vibrator and all contact with you.

You whine in response, so needy to be fulfilled.

“That's not fair”

“You don't get a say on this whore deal with it”

Minghao gathers your wetness onto his fingers and easily eases two inside of you slightly curled. The moan that emerged from your throat was truly pornographic. It even got Minghao harder than he already had been. Jun watched as his bestfriend pulled whines from your body. It was hot. The pace of Minghao fingers nearly doubled in speed compared to when he started, making you cry out.

“Do you feel good? crying out daddies name so loudly? I would hope the windows are closed so the other units can't hear”

You gasp in shame again but also the idea of being heard made you wetter.

“I hope that one spot is getting hit repeatedly inside of you, I want to hear those uncontrollable moans you use to do when I was back home with you”

Minghao took this as a message and eased another finger in, curling them even more and pumped in and out. He hit it. The spot. The sounds you made were desperate and full of pleasure.

“I don't think being heard is any problem to you, whore you love it”

“Yes daddy”

“I bet you'd like my tongue and lips on your pussy right now”

You squirmed, closing your legs but were stopped by Minghao.

His head lowers closer to you core, inches away from your sensitivity.

“I bet you smell so good” Junhui remarked, smirking at you who was looking down at Minghao at your entrance.

He pointed his tongue and used the tip of it in a way you longed for. He licked a stripe up your core making you moan Jun's name.

He let the absence of his title slip because he was intrigued by your fucked out expression and noises.

“That's it moan for me, cum on my tongue”

Minghao sped up the speed of his tongue and paused to suck on your clit slightly humming on it making you pull at his mullet and throw your head back.

“I'm close so fucking close”

“Ask nicely”

"Daddy can I cum”

You look at the screen and see Jun nodding with a smirk, you also see yourself in your frame with minghaos lips at your exposed pussy.

Everything was becoming too much and you reached the edge. You came hard on minghaos tongue but he continued lapping his tongue around your clit as you rode out your orgasm. You were sensitive but he kept going, humming on your clit and even slipped his fingers inside you at the same time. Without much work another orgasm waved upon you. You came all over his long fingers and tongue. Minghao licked you clean making you shiver from sensitivity.

“Such a good slut. Minghao can you show me your fingers. I wanna see how much of a mess my slut made”

Minghao showed his fingers to him, your cum covered them. Jun grunted when he saw.

“I wish I could taste you baby girl, come over here, closer to the camera so I can see you better”

You shuffle forward to the cam where minghao was.

“Now suck his fingers clean while looking at me”

Without hesitation you wrap your lips around Minghaos fingers, sucking them and bobbing your head as if it were dick, tasting yourself.

“How did she taste?”

“Sweet” Minghao replied with a smirk as he watched you suck his fingers.

You let go with a pop sound, keeping eye contact with Jun.

“I admit you're a slut but you're hot. I wish you could've helped with the problem in my pants”

“oh?” you looked through the screen, realizing he didn't show his bottom half but he was sat back looking pretty sweaty.

“Check your snapchat”

“Oh and Minghao thank you for telling me about her mood today and helping out with her desperate self, you're the best”

Minghao smiled at Jun kindly and nodded. The call ended and Minghao looked back at you. You felt a little awkward.

“T-thanks, you're really good with your hands”

“Not the first time I've been told that”

He smirked over at you and the mess you are.

“He said check snapchat, he sent some videos and pictures.”

“Oh yeah-”

“Here you'll probably want this” Minghao propped himself off the bed standing up and dropped the object in his hand onto the bed.

The vibrator.

He smirked at you and you threw the cushion from earlier at him, completely missing. He giggled so cutely for someone who had just done all that. He continued giggling and zoomed towards the door smiling.

“zàijiàn”

“oh and before I go” he said peeping his head at the side of the door into your room beaming.

“He's coming home on Saturday, be ready for a threesome. Wear sexy lingerie”

Before you could question anything he had left.

“Some welcome home party”

[vaniri]

You’re late [Arthur Morgan x Reader]

You come late to the rendezvous with your favorite cowboy and now you have to make up for it. I bet y'all have some ideas how ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) yep, there’s smut ahead.

I literally had a dream like that some time ago and decided to write it down, embellish a little ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) and share the final product with y’all. Pls enjoy ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

beta read by @ugh-my-back​ thank you ❤️❤️

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You stopped in front of the last door in the narrow hotel corridor, taking a quick look at the plaque nailed to the wall beside it. Room 2B, same as every week. The sun had set long before you arrived in Valentine, meaning you were seriously late this time. Was your date still in there, you wondered, or maybe he wandered off to get wasted in Smithfields? Or cause trouble somewhere else? The room, the entire building, seemed oddly quiet. Empty. But no way, he wouldn’t miss the opportunity to ravage his favorite girl. You really hoped he wouldn’t.

You entered the room and, to your delight, saw Arthur there, sitting comfortably on the bed. Dressed in nothing but his black ranch pants. In that dim light you couldn’t read his expression and determine if he was mad at you, but when he murmured your name, and when his hands reached for you as you came closer, you knew there was no anger speaking through him. Shame. You had some quite nice ideas how to appease him, if needed.

“Hey cowboy, you waiting for someone?” You straddled him, wrapping your arms around his neck. His hair was still damp and his skin smelled like soap. “That’s an interesting choice of outfit. Did you just bathe? For me?”

“What else was I supposed to be doing here? For all that time? You’re late, sweetheart.”

“I know, I’m sorry.” You were, truly. “Nasty business gone wrong, I had a lot of cleaning to do. You know how it is sometimes.”

“Too well.” Arthur knew the character of your profession, but he never inquired about your jobs. And you never asked too many questions about his. In this business the less you knew the better.

“I’ll make up for it, I promise.”

You left his lap and kneeled between his thighs, your eyes not leaving his. The bulge in his crotch was still small but already visibly defined in his deliciously tight trousers and you couldn’t resist cupping it a few times. You could play it slow and tease your cowboy a little before giving him what he wanted, like you usually did. You knew he loved that. But you’d already wasted enough of this evening, so you abandoned that idea and without any hesitation you pulled his half-hard dick out of his trousers and took it in your warm and welcoming mouth.

You sucked him slowly, giving some extra attention to his sensitive head, while your hands were caressing his thighs and playing with his balls. You loved how he hardened under the ministrations of your tongue, and how he moaned your name when you sucked harder or shoved him deep down your throat. You wanted to make him come, coax him into fucking your mouth till his warm seed fills it completely. It always worked. But this time he managed to resist you.

“Not so fast, darling.” He purred, pulling gently at your hair and making your lips leave his cock. “You think you’ll finish it just like that?”

“Yes?” You smiled innocently, stroking him languidly. He stopped your hand. “Isn’t that what you want?”

“As tempting as coming in your sweet mouth sounds, I'm afraid I have some other plans for you. And you promised to make up for coming late, remember?" He forced you to stand up. "What I want, love, is you on the bed, on all fours, with your pants down and ass up. Now."

Never in your life have you undressed so fast before. Arthur’s commanding tone, his eyes eagerly following your every move, his hard dick twitching rhythmically, it all made your already dripping pussy throb, sending trickles of juices down your thighs. You wanted your cowboy to notice, so you quickly positioned yourself as he wanted, presenting your entrance to him.

"And I was wondering if you'd be wet enough already." He dragged a finger across your slit, making you shiver. "You don't need much, do you?"

"Only you being close." You gasped out, trying to keep your composure when his big warm finger focused on your clit, rubbing it in a slow circular motion. You failed pretty quick.

“I’ll keep that in mind, love.”

After a moment of teasing you, when he played with your pussy and stopped when you seemed to enjoy it too much, he positioned himself behind you and finally entered you, slowly and as deep as he could. It felt so good to be filled by him again, and even better to feel his hard pulsing cock move in your slick cunt. His thrusts were fast and hard, each followed by his guttural groan. He couldn't resist touching you, his hands roamed your body pinching, cupping and slapping where he knew you liked it the most.

It didn't take long of his wild pounding to make you come, not when Arthur's hand found its way between your legs and worked its magic on your clit. You were softly moaning his name, again and again, as if it was the only word you knew, and then cried it out loudly when your orgasm jolted through your body, turning you into a wailing mess. Arthur came seconds later, with your name on his lips, spilling his warm seed deep inside your pussy.

“Now you’re forgiven.” He smacked your ass one more time, just to show you how much he enjoyed your performance, and pulled his dick out, leaving you unpleasantly empty.

You flopped onto the bed and turned to lie on your back, beckoning your man to take a place beside you. He happily obeyed, taking you in his arms and pressing against his warm hairy chest.

"Are you going to “punish” me like that every time I come late?" You asked, trying not to sound too hopeful.

“Why? Are you going to make it a habit?”

“I don’t know yet. But after that I’m really tempted.”

[getreadytosmash]

EGG previews 1 (far, FAR off previews)

Okay!! this contains scenes I am planning to write and/or want within my series, Ever Growing Green, aka EGG! I am. a slow writer so i decided that putting previews would help!! This....was very and MUCH longer than I intended so I plan to write up a part two! Stay tuned!! And pls feel free to share your thoughts!! or ask questions!!

“Woah.” Rick couldn’t help but gape at the sight of the hollowness of this “Shadow base” place. It looked like it was some sort of sunken in cave. Walking inside of it hadn’t been any better and when Hulk muttered a low “Be careful”, Rick had certainly taken it to heart.

Even with a healing factor and armour, this place made him feel like he could catch tetanus at any opportunity. 

They had started to make their way into the base, Red getting out one of his guns in case something came out, with him and Rick at the front of the party. Both of them had better night vision than either Hulk or Skaar, even if being at the front of what seemed to be some sort of horror movie wasn’t Rick’s idea of a good night. 

Ugh, he hoped that nothing like a vampire or a werewolf ran out to get them. It would be such a cliché and yet-

He paused when something came to view in the dark corridor. There was something on the floor, almost like someone had discarded it or dropped off without anyone noticing. When Rick lifted a hand, the other Agents came to a halt, Hulk stepping further and squinting into the dark while Red moved to kneel down and pick the object up.

“Rick? What is it?” 

“It’s...a feather.” He replied, tilting his head in confusion over it. 

And there was good reason to be confused too. Shadow base had a large gamma presence emitting from it. One that had suddenly increased in the last hour before the Agents had a chance to arrive. They had all been hoping that this was where Jen had been kept in the time she was missing, but obviously they had been too late. It made guilt squirm in Rick’s stomach, an itching and rotting feeling that he hated and yet needed badly. 

He would do better. 

The feather that Red held, matched his shade almost exactly from what Rick could make out. It was large and smelt....odd. Familiar but different. This place had trapped Jen, stolen her away. So why was there a red feather?

“What else has this place been doing to people?”

~~~~~

Walking through the bad base had been awful. Every step echoed through the dark halls and when they went deep enough, Skaar winced at the heavier smell of blood came and they saw the smears off it across the walls.

It had taken them a moment to realise that these walls used to be white instead of red and when they did, Rick covered his mouth with horror and Skaar hoped that he wouldn’t be sick. It would make the smell even worse. 

Eventually they had found some sort of screen room. They had to go past rows and rows of cells; some had scratches in the walls, some had beds with straps connected and some...some of them had kid toys inside. It made Skaar turn away quickly when he saw those, reminded too much of his own cages in Sakaar, even if rusting metal had been replaced with smoother and cleaner metal.

Spears and knives had been his toys back then, but the feeling of being trapped had stayed the same. 

The screen room was...empty but full. Full of bodies hunched over but empty of life. 

“Oh god.” Red had uttered and even though Skaar was used to death, he still looked around with a wince. Blood pooled around these bodies and odd tubes went from the ceiling and into every person’s back, connecting to the large tv in the front. A single chair was in the middle of the room, a few feet in front of the screen-

He stopped. Smelled. Growled. 

He smelt the Leader. The same scent of machine and faint hints of chemicals mixing together. The only new thing with that scent was a heavy metallic of blood that had never been with the villain before. Did he take Jen? To hurt her? It seemed like something Leader would do and Skaar already found a surge of anger growing in his chest. 

But...Leader liked rubbing it in their faces. Hulk always said and pointed out that he tried to show his power and act like he was powerful, taking Jen away and not saying anything over the past few months didn’t make any sense. 

Nothing made sense. Especially with the grey woman and grey person Skaar had been seeing in his dreams. 

Rick walked further, the dim lighting of the room showing his unhappy face as he rested a hand against the control panel. Taking a deep breath, his eyes met Skaar’s with a small and pained smile. “Guess we better see what the heck’s been happening, right?”

~~~~~

Jen was smashed against the wall and bricks dug into her back, cutting her skin before healing up already. The green-skinned woman still let out a grunt of pain as she rolled, barely being able to twist her body up in order to skid across the floor. 

“Give up, Jen Walters.” The voice calls out and when she looks up, Jen’s met with the sight of someone just like her. Green skin in a slightly different hue, lighter, with bright red hair that’s fallen out of her braided bun from where Jen pulled a dirty move and tugged at her hair. The uniform she wore was odd. Red and yellow pants with a odd crop top that covered one whole arm and left the other one bare. The new woman - Lyra, she said her name was Lyra - occasionally pulled at her clothes, like it was something she hadn’t wanted to wear originally. 

“You can’t escape me forever, give up now and let your death be peaceful, hero.” The way Lyra said this word, a sneer grew onto her face and her fists clenched before she took a deep breath and with that, her eyes took on a brighter green. Glowing. 

“Oh please, as if Jenny is ever gonna go down easy for us.” Another voice joined and- no, there were only her and Lyra, who?-

A new woman stepped forward. She was red, the same shade as Red from back home. Red with long black hair joined with two streaks of red running through it and the same white on black eyes to match the general she knew. This woman even has the same smirk he often wore, a black version of the same outfit Lyra wore, although this newcomer seemed to be more comfortable in it than her partner did.

It took Jen a moment to spot the ugly grey and mint green collar around this Red she-hulk’s neck. 

“After all, it wouldn’t be any fun for us, right?” As she said this, the new woman cracked her knuckles, skin lighting up in the same way Red’s did. Lyra seemed to share a frown with Jen as she noticed that the collar didn’t seem to melt away. 

The Red she-hulk stepped closer and when she spoke, when she tilted her head and smiled, Jen couldn’t help but notice the warble in her voice, or the way Red she-hulk’s hands trembled when they rose into a fighting position. 

Those hands snapped towards her and Jen barely had a moment to flip back, but it was no use when Lyra’s foot slammed into the back of her skull, sending Jen slamming into the ground with a yell. She felt her hair get grabbed roughly before being yanked up to meet white on red eyes and a smile that didn’t quite meet her eyes. 

“Don’t do this.” Jen glared up, tensing up her muscles for one rough fight. “C’mon, there has to be other options, you don’t need to listen to them!” If they did listen, then she wouldn’t be able to contact the team, wouldn’t be able to figure out what was wrong with these new hulks and why they were so set on fighting her. 

God, the first women hulks she had ever seen and they wanted to beat her up. This preview sucked.

Red she-hulk seemed to pause then, a flicker of something on her face before it pulled back into a snarl. “You don’t know what I need to do. You don’t know me!”

With that, her fist came down onto Jen’s face. 

~~~~~

“You don’t need to do this.” Betty’s voice rang out into the room, catching Hulk’s attention as well as Daydream’s from where she floated above him. 

Daydream scowled, her dark green cloak and dress swirled menacingly from above them all, energy sucking and pulling from the other bodies of the Agents around her. A sneer pulled at her face as she took in the sight of Betty, the collar around both of their necks sparked but neither of them paid it any mind.

“I don’t? I don’t need to do this?” Her voice raised higher as Daydream let go of Hulk, who fell to the ground with a groan. “You know who I am! What I was made for. I was built to hurt people, built to be angry and now someone wants to tell me that I don’t have to do it?” 

Energy pulled and pulled from around the room and Betty watched with a odd expression before Betty stepped forward and hands came to the collar around her red neck. 

“You don’t.” Her voice was stronger now and Daydream regarded her source with surprise. “You don’t deserve to be told what you are or what you’re good for by nameless people who hurt and hurt. People who use you and only formed you because you were useful. Not because you were a person who had formed with thoughts and feelings.” 

Betty stepped closer, unflinching in the face of Daydream snarling at her. “I was angry. Angry over what had been done to me and the fact that Shadow base - Fortean - used me against the people I love and made me into a monster.” Her hands pulled more at the collar now, gripping it firmly. 

“Betty-” Hulk made a noise of pain, but neither her or Daydream paid him any mind.

“I know, that you are scared.” Betty said and when Daydream stared, when she floated down, Betty smiled sadly. “Because I was scared and I was so angry, but they shouldn’t have been allowed to make you from those emotions. I’m- I’m sorry, Daydream.” 

Her voice was quieter now and when she reached, the entity placed her hand in Betty’s, her face scrunching up with the shine of tears.  

“I didn’t-” Daydream looked away, her glow darkening. “I didn’t want to hurt anyone. I just did what I was told ah-and what I felt. I just wanted...I wanted a name, my own clothes, friends and- and a mother! Like he had!” She gestured towards Hulk, hands clenching as tears began to slide down her face. 

Something shifted in Betty and the roaring of Daydream’s power only made he eyebrows furrow as she tugged harder at the collar. “Then I’ll give it to you! I’ll give you a name, you’ll have the other experiments for friends and I’ll be the one who takes care of you, I’ll do what my own mother did for me!” She yelled. “You aren’t what they made you to be and neither, am, I!” 

With a final scream, Betty tore the collar off her neck and with it, a snapping noise occurred her back. She hunched over and screamed, red hands snapping and angling into claws, her ears becoming longer and pointed as her form has started to change. 

“Betty!” Hulk screamed.

“Re-” Daydream started before she reached for the older woman. “Mother!”

“Hulk, I’m sorry!” Betty cried out and the power surrounding Daydream grew stronger and brighter as Betty twisted over, sending a watery smile towards Hulk. “For hurting you and the others and my father...tell him I’m sorry.”

Wings exploded from Betty’s back and in one brighter flash, the two of them were suddenly gone, pulled from the nightmare realm and leaving Hulk in an empty hanger, calling her name. 

Hours later, when Red had recovered more and finally woke up, Hulk was standing at the end of the bed and looked towards him, a red feather in his hands. 

“I know who the Harpy is.”

~~~~~

The lightning and thunder shouldn’t have been possible in such a place, but Hulk knew that the Green Place, the Down Below, the Green Door of Death, worked to no exact rules. 

Everything shifted and bended and Brian’s laugh filled the sky and Hulk’s ears.

Madman - Phil Sterns - laughed right alongside him. energy swirling under his feet as he reached up to the sky and if Hulk listened close enough, he could hear screaming under that laughter. 

The door was starting to close and only so many people were at risk here and he needed to make sure that they stayed safe. 

“Hulk!” But there was a problem, one that he couldn’t exactly ignore for long.

“Hulk!” Jen cried out, her hands gripping the edge of the door. “Come on! We don’t have long, you need to hurry up!”

She expected him to come with her, to take her hands and leave and never come back through the door. Leave Madman behind with Brian in this, the most awful of places. 

But Leader, his old enemy, had stared at all of this with a horrible sense of familiarity and had turned back to look at Hulk and he had asked something, his back hallowed out and bleeding. 

“Save him, please, I know Phil isn’t good, but, please, save him!”

He had asked, begged, and Hulk was a hero and the only one with the kind of power to do this. Leader had asked and he was going to do his best to do what was right. 

**

It didn’t mean that Jen had to like it, or let it happen though. She watched as Samuel was shoved past her through the Door, but Hulk never reached to take her hand back and the Door was bound to close soon, so what was he-

“Jen, I have to do something. He asked-”

“You don’t have to do anything!” She snapped back and gripped the edges of the door harder. “Come on, he hurt us, he isn’t worth it-”

Her cousin laughed and it wasn’t a good laugh, it sounded like Hulk was resigning himself to something horrible and no, it couldn’t happen, he wouldn’t stay here, he would get out and Jen would tell him off and then she would finally be able to give her brother a hug. 

He wouldn’t stay in the death realm or whatever bullshit name people used for it. 

But Hulk wasn’t coming and when he looked up at her, tears had begun to gather in his eyes, the distant swirl of hatred and a large green mass already beginning to gather as Brian brought about his energy. 

He would kill Hulk. He would kill Bruce. Just like he did with Aunt Rebecca and exactly what Brian had always wanted to do.

“If it’ll help someone? It’ll always be worth it.” The energy was surging towards him now and the door was definitely closing. “Keep safe Jen, I’ll do my best and take care of the team-”

“Hulk, I said no!”

“-and help out those new hulks, they’ll need an expert like you.” Hulk’s eyes glowed and hands, forming from the ground and clawed, were reaching to grip him as the green started to slide out of his body. It wasn’t right to watch, that couldn’t happen, he couldn’t leave her-

“I love you, Kid.” 

The Door slammed shut and against orange sand and perfect night sky, Jennifer screamed, the sounds of concerned yelling fading to muffled water as her world turned green with grief and grey creped along her body. Hulk was gone, dead to the living world and trapped the person who would hurt him the most. 

Behind her, Rick sat up, groaning before a sight caused him to choke. Before him was...himself? Except his own body was sitting up and looking around the desert, calling out “Phil” before he tired to get up, but ended up tripping from where he wasn’t used to the weight. 

Rick blinked and looked down at green hands, felt a horrible ache in his back. 

“Oh no.”

~~~~~

“Mutate-SS/L00.1 is ready for sugary now sir.”

“Bit of a long name for me,” Samuel laughed from where he was strapped down on the table. His face was pressed into a gap and despite the fact that he was naked in front of so many people, he made sure to keep his breathing even. “Really, the Leader is fine.”

He was ignored, which shouldn’t have been too shocking, but it certainly made a point when every comment he had made so far had often resulted in Samuel being electrocuted or cut or being beaten. Clearly what he had to say had no meaning for anyone and the idea of “sugary” was already making Samuel quite tense. 

They kept him drugged here. Made sure that Samuel wasn’t able to observe or take advantage of anything and the green-skinned man was already going mad with it all. 

He needed to be free and he would be, soon, preferably when this shitty play at nurses and doctors were over. 

Footsteps came closer and from the table, Samuel could make out large and heavy boots. Almost hulk-sized. He narrowed his eyebrows, squirming slightly when he felt a gloved hand run across his bare back. 

They always made sure to cover themselves up whenever they touched Samuel. They knew enough about him to know how his skin secreted a type of toxin that induced infection that took over people’s minds, made them follow and connect to his own brainwaves. He hadn’t been able to reach any form of skin and a part of Samuel wanted to hiss when he felt gloved hands touch him. 

He had screamed and fought, biting and scratching and even hitting when they took him to this room and had first started to strip him down, cutting someone with his nails hard enough to surely cause an infection, biting down and feeling bone snap under his teeth before he had been overwhelmed. They took away layers of his clothing, staring at what he tried to keep hidden and pressed him down onto this cold metal slab where he couldn’t move and his chest was pressed onto the table uncomfortably. It didn’t feel nice, to have that form of control ripped away like everything else was. 

It was a torture method, to take away Samuel’s control and he knew it shouldn’t work on someone who was better than all of this, but...it did. He wanted to scream, even wanted to hope that the Agents would free them all. 

Instead, that gloved hand rubbed his back and it took a moment for Samuel to realise that it was rubbing some sort of solution onto his back, making him shiver. His skin began to tingle and when the body above him chuckled, Samuel immediately tensed up. He knew that voice.

“Sir, should we use-”

Phil waved a hand, already grabbing his needed tools and moving the holder into place, for when the skin needed to be kept open and stopping it from naturally healing over. “It’s fine, it doesn’t need to worry about the pain, not when I’m here. Right Sam?” 

Samuel couldn’t say anything. His mouth felt dry and tingly and he was laid out and vulnerable for anything. The hand on his back had only just stopped rubbing and Samuel could hear something being moved - angled above the spot Phil had been touching.

“Nothing to say?” Phil’s voice was light and happy and Samuel wanted to be sick. “That’s alright, you’ll be screaming enough it to not matter, baby brother. Rikki, you can sit and watch.” His voice became more clipped then, a large shift from the sticky sweetness just a moment ago. “This could happen to you after all.” 

Rikki nodded, her green skin so much paler as her collar flickered and she took a seat neatly. Aesthetic sat next to her, far too full than she originally planned and when the sugary began and Samuel began to scream, a horrible crunching noise came from his spine. The sugary was due to last fifteen hours by her constant calculations and Rikki was thankful that her obedience prevented her from being able to throw up by her own choice. 

~~~~~

“You need to wear the belt.”

“I am not wearing the belt, Rick.”

Samuel scowled up at Rick and tried to ignore the fact that Red and Jen were watching with amusement, Hulk shaking his head and sighing. 

“You need to though!” Rick said. “Otherwise no one will know that you’re a Agent too!”

Ugh. Samuel scowled harder and didn’t appreciate the fact that Rick had snuck two more of those ridiculous belts into his room. He didn’t know what the obsession was with them. Why did they need to match? They weren’t the Hex girls. 

“Hex girls?” Rick frowned and jutted his neck back in disgust. “You make a mean comment where I can hear it and you pick the Hex girls?”

“They match! They match styles!”

“Yeah, if they were emo.”

“Emo, oh my god they were in Scooby doo, you made me watch it with you-” Samuel squeezed his eyes shut and waved a hand, pointedly ignoring the way Red snorted. “The point is, I’m not going to wear the stupid belt for as long as I live.”

Jen frowned. “Didn’t you die yesterday when Hulk stepped on you?” Beside her, Hulk groaned and covered his face. 

“Well, yes, but I’m speaking metaphorically here, Jennifer.” He rolled his eyes and waved a hand, utterly certain that he would never wear the belt. Too many times he had made fun of the Agents (in his head) for wearing a group garment and Samuel was fully set on not being a part of that. 

Hours later and one adventure with giant birds left Samuel standing, surrounded by cruel brutes and wishing that he had died once more.

“You’re wearing it! The belt!” Rick is delighted, even without the link, Samuel would easily be able to feel his utter glee bleeding into everything. Worse was the fact that even the others were smiling at the matching white and black belt Samuel now wore. 

“Yes, I know,” He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms while glaring, but nothing he did seemed to wipe away the smile that was being seared into his skull, like a thousand solar rays. “But it was needed to trick the Balaflums and it’s certainly not a big deal-”

He gets interrupted by blue hands tugging him into a hug, Samuel yelps and only then do they suddenly become more gentle, being careful to not apply pressure to his back.

“It’s a big deal! The biggest deal! And it’s being totally made and sold! Oh man, we’re gonna have to celebrate you fully joining us tonight!” Rick made a weird high noise that...sounded a lot like a squeal and suddenly Samuel was being pressed in gently from all sides.

It took him a moment to realise that he had been pulled into a group hug and when he did, Samuel groaned loudly. 

If he purred and someone brought it up, he was going to stab them. 

~~~~~

Watching Betty fly was quite the spectacle. It reminded Red of his old days, flying planes in shows before he had crashed and ended up breaking his back. 

Now he was the Red hulk and any time he was caught in an explosion, he survived it, even if the feeling in his chest told him differently.

His daughter flew higher into the sky and Red felt something in his chest clench at the sight, but he stayed still, standing against a boulder and watching with interest. 

Betty had only shifted into this new look for a few weeks now and yet she took to the sky like a - well, a bird. 

She flew high up, swirling around in the sky before looping and dropping down, lower and lower before she pulled herself up at the last minute. Against the blue of the sky, Betty looked large and striking with her red hues. 

It made her a monster in the worst regards, a brand that Red had trusted someone once and Fortean betrayed Red by going ahead and hurting Betty, all because Red shared blood with her. His daughter had what it took to make monsters, all from Red himself.

Betty flew higher and higher and suddenly she gave a flick and she had lit up with flames, standing out in the sky like a star, like a plane that rushed home on early summer’s day, coming too close with flames and burning flesh-

Red’s daughter twirled in the air, a graceful arc that he would have admired, if the memories hadn’t swarmed forward and left him stepping back, bile rushing up into his throat and leaving Red to cover his mouth. He couldn’t breathe or move - 

Everything he did came back to haunt him eventually. Betty was just another casualty. 

~~~~~

“Sooo, you just...break into aquariums whenever you’re sad?” Rick raised an eyebrow as he said this. 

“Yes.” Samuel says and turns back to the tank he was interested in before Rick had interrupted him.

“....And no one knows?”

Samuel sighs and shrugs. “No Rick, no one knows I come here because in all of my years of villainy, no one often stops to wonder if the villain enjoys going to aquariums or about my other hobbies.” Really, it wasn’t like he dedicated his entire life to fawning over the Hulk. 

Silence came then and it was such a relief for Samuel, to be able to breathe properly and stare and reach down into the water in order to collect what he wanted. 

“...You’re picking up a jellyfish.” 

“I am.”

Rick gestured, like there was some sort of point that Samuel should have been following some sort of logic, after all, it was Samuel’s thing to be clear cut and logical. “Doesn’t it, oh I dunno, sting?” 

“It does!” Almost to contradict his last statement, Samuel holds up the jellyfish and grins, showing pointed fangs in the dim lighting. “The pain is quite something, I can feel the toxins radiating already, fascinating...” Samuel breathed before he turned to Rick with a grin. 

“Take some notes down about it for me?” 

But Rick wasn’t taking notes sadly, instead he lunged forward, rushing to take the beautiful creature from Samuel’s hands in order to keep it away from him. Instead the blue hulk had been a bit too rough and with a yell, Samuel and Rick fell into the water, fell into the pool of jellyfish where only one of the two of them were protected from the stings.

~~~~~

In the thundering world, where Hulk had been trapped for far too long, Lyra turns to the man who played a part in her creation and straighten her shoulders.

“Hulk, I’m sorry.”

Her words made her fa-donor blink, turning to look at her with some confusion. Hulk was tired looking, and he was thinner than Lyra would have liked. It reminded her of when she was a young cadet, still training when Mother was still around. 

The other cadets had been cruel, always pulling her hair and pushing her around with their boots and fists all over her body until her cursed hero skin turned a darker shade of greens and purples, but Mother had just said that such marks would make her stronger one day if she could overcome it. Seeing Hulk look even remotely similar made something twist in her stomach.

“What for?” His eyes narrowed in confusion, startling when Lyra reached to take his hands in hers. “You didn’t do anything.”

“But I did.” It was evident in all of her actions and the way she had treated people like her. “I didn’t have the same collars as any of the exp- people at Shadow base. I chose to do what I did because...” This was the harder part. Admitting what and why she did terrible things, but Jen Walters had proved to be the greatest warrior of all times, like in the books. A hero born from her choices being taken from her, much like Lyra hadn’t gotten a choice in being born. 

“Because I hated you Hulk.” She says and a part of her feels terrible for the flinch he gave, but she needed to carry on and work on removing those ingrained habits. “I hated you for the fact that you are my father and I never wanted a father because none of the other soldiers had fathers, let alone fathers who were heroes.” 

The word left a sour taste in her mouth, but Lyra was pleased when she got everything she wanted to say out. Hulk seemed to be just as surprised and a part of her worried for a moment.

What if this was the wrong time to say it? What if Hulk got angry and Jen Walters had been wrong about apologising and making things right?

She blinked in surprise though when Hulk reached out to hold both of her hands in his. It was odd, to see someone like her after so long of being the only good green person. Anyone else back home with green skin was far too long corrupted by the power of heroes and she had been shunned for long enough over it. Coming to a world where there was another woman and her fath- a man with the same skin as Lyra stood out so much. 

Hulk stared at her for a few moments and what he said next surprised her more than anything, even more than finding out that she was to be banished back in time by the Cradle Mother. 

“You don’t need to be sorry for not wanting a father.” 

When Lyra didn't answer, her face scrunching in confusion, Hulk sighed and continued. “I know how you feel. Not in the same way, I’ll never know how your life was bad, but I know that having a father and wanting a father isn’t the same thing. I...” He looks away, taking a deep breath before he sets his shoulders straight and glances at the roaring green sky, where Lyra’s grandfather pooled in power. 

“I never wanted my own father. He ruined Bruce, made him pool into fragments and he hurt everyone around him. I would have given anything to not have Brian Banner as my father and when I got older and my alter developed more, I realised that I didn’t have to have him as my father if I didn’t want to. We were related but we weren’t family.” Hulk says and Lyra...feels odd. You didn’t have to keep the people who raised you and were raised with you as your family?

There seemed to be a point to all of this and in a rush, Hulk gave her hands a gentle squeeze. “What I’m saying is, you don’t have to take me as your father, Lyra. No matter what people told you, you never have to accept someone as your family and while I’m fine with not being your father, I’d-” Hulk frowns and Lyra feels like suns are busting in her with this revelation. “I’d like to still be chosen for your family at least. Is...that alright?”

She didn’t need to choose her family and who was who in her life. 

Her father didn’t need to be a father, he could simply be in her life with the rest of the hulks.

Lyra could be a better person. She could do something good with Hulk and not have to take her Mother or Cradle Mother or any of the other soldiers back. 

“Okay.” She says and Hulk beams at her and suddenly Lyra does feel what Jen talked about before she left to save her donor. 

“Great, now let’s get ready to go home.” Rebe- Cradle- Grandmother is standing some distance away, with Karen Ross who holds her hands and seems to be saying something, a smile on her face. They would return home, all of them. 

[tomstanleyy]

happy 1st (belated) birthday sweetener!!!!!!🥺🤩can’t lie this fic is my main source of happiness so just wanna day a big fat thank you to miss @keepingupwiththeparkers for that! i feel like i’m like this fics..... godmother.....? or something like that i dunno, either way i’m definitely waaay to invested in this story but sometimes it be like that😌😌 anyway, i just wanted to say some of my fave bits and/or chapters bc i mean....... godmother duties✌🏼 (the fact i have fully claimed the title as godmother of a fan fiction is flashing neon-light sign that i am too invested but idgaf x)

the mood board is so hella sexy so that’s fun

speaking of sexy…... barista!tom in the first chapter HELLO KIND SIR

never have i ever, i mean just FUCK OFF? MAYBE? i dunno? go awaY? it’s just like there first like interaction that ISNT at the cafe and it’s so perfecto!!!!!!! him moving her out the way with his hand on her back MMMmMmmMmM and then the weird tention between them with the game OH AND when he thinks she there bc she wants to get with haz and he’s lowkey pissed off;) ugh DIVINE KATIE

lmao chance encounters, BOY!!!!!!!! his mini panic in the door way jsjsks and then like the whole viBeS i dunno!!!!!! cute!!!!! OMG and when he’s staring at her and harrison kicks him!! NOooooo!!!!! n then tom pouring his tea away just so he can see her for a minute….. the softest boy eva. it’s not up for debate

the one at the library is just like….. a classic😍 OK yano the selfie tom put on his story with messy hair and grumpy face? ya i wanna see that pls thank you. she brings him coffee and they watch MEMEZ!!!!!!!!!!! i die :( and then THEY HOLD PINKES FOR FUCKS SAKE!!!! N THEN THE LITTLEST CUTEST KISS EVER byeee byeeeeee

Wishful Thinking and Words of Wisdom… yo the convo between haz and tom in this chapter is so important to me lmaooo like there banta and shit just makes me so happy bc there not prick there just…… Dumb Boys u no? OOoohH and ofc his sex dream about her which NEEDS to be brought up again!!!!! and then him trying not to look at that little bit of skin where the blanket had ridden down and trying not to look at her pants when she moved her leg in the carrrrr!!! and the cheek kiss jsjsj!! just too good and too much crying to be done over it

The Snap is like as they said “what got it all going” lmaoooo OKAY can i just say the fact she didn’t fucking explode when he replyed with THAT photo and ‘gorgeous x’ is a miracle imo🤷‍♀️

aw omgggg Look At Me Now…… SO CUTE🥺 like it all flowed so well (so do the other chapters but this had like quite a lot of dialogue in it i think and it was just like …. smooth af) toms lol scene in the bathroom is so fucking funny to me bc i love he and his thought prosess lmao and then the Holding Hands Dilemma hahahahahah AND THE RUDE MAN WHO DIDNT SAY THANK YOU!!!! the thought of them in there little outfits walking up to the bus stop holding hands is…… too much. and then……….. the kiss…… just……. THE kiss. where he moves her hair and her lips r all sparkly and just it’s so perfect and i cry

okaY…….. Hoodie and Hormones…… they🥺 it’s just like them being all drunk and cute and when she walks up to him and he goes all 😍🤤 and his pals are all oiiiiiii lmao and there kiss at the bar 😰 nah😰 and at the end where he gives her his hoodie and like has his hand on her hip under it :(((( stop i cannot :((((

i mean………. the nineteenth hole….. katie katie KATIE!! you went HARD (so did he👀) firstly, the golf bit is so nice like them chatting away and him looking at her bum and her touching his bum oop and then like OMG him putting his hand on the headrest when he reverses lmaooooo heee!!!........ and then like…… my life changed forever🙃🙃bc i still havent recovered tbf…… there’s too much to say bc it’s all my fave part!!!! he was just so like reassuring and like safe but also like S E X Y lmaooo

awakenings….. she was a lowkey stressful one phahaha but also high key cute and sexyyyy like they wake up spooning (him squashing her) mand after weewees they have more snuggles and then…… he goes down on her and like she’s in her sexy little pj set and it’s all too much lol…… but then he suddenly HaS tO gO hOmE!!!! n then she sees Kim’s instagram and that he’s with her and DUN DUN DUN……. gonna have to wait a fucking month and a half to find out what happens🥰🥰 (i’m joking ily)

*longest month and a half of my life over* QUESTIONS AND ANWSERS!!!!!!!!! okay this was a cutie tho :((( he got his hair cut which was sad but also not bc FFH PRESS HAIR HELLO!!!! they have a little smooch and then he has boner and then she’s like NOPE HOW MANY PEOPLE WAS UR DICK IN BEFORE IT WAS IN ME HUH? but yh i do love he had a semi while they where having a deep chat lmaoo but ALSO his soft Boy was showing when he was talking about that weird date and she was playing with his hands 😭😭leave me alone. cya. OMG n then sexy times…… this was very GOOD sexy times bc it had been a while for them lol…… n then the pizza man came and then she feel asleep on him and then i stop so i can sob xxxxx

oooh deja vu!!!!!!! she was a long boy but a very good boy also, tom being a brave soul in the library lmao and then the smut was like Legendury lmao bc they went on the floor OOH and when she had already come like twice and he flipped her over like ME NOW PLS!!  it was just all in all a 100000/10 chapter rly

taste of freedom was when i feel like they got close close like THAT was when they knew they where gonna be like besties as well🥺like eating maccies in the car and then tom couldn’t come in bc he knew he would fall asleep and he had exams the next day. uwu. ooooop i loveee this smut lmao it’s just very good lol. the angles he be hitting at also where fun and spicey so ya OMG when he holds her legs down i just wanna screammmmnmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!! omg and then they have a lil nap and a cuddle :((( which was just too far and too painful for me

good vibes and good times….. she was a vibe wasn’t she (literally not even a bit funny)...... but yh like she’s pm sat on him on the sofa which is all snuggley n then smooches with his hand like in her hair and then his FACE when he finds It polite cat mode lmaoo and then he’s being a little shit when he won’t give it back to her!!!!! n then when they meet at the club they have a big hug and then they eat chips togther and she can’t stop looking at the little devil horns in his hair lnao mood tho

hOKAYY falling, falling is a cracker bc i risked my life to fights for toms blow job lmao ur welcome boy x but yes very nice kt although the phone call at the end was a bit 👀👀but they’re cool it’s all cool

erm clarity was just offensive lmao like THE SMUT was just RUDE and i’m still SAD about it quite frankly 😌 tom being all sweaty when they have the Chat and him wheeling across the floor lmao but then like the smut and him going down on her YO AND THEN ‘can i smack ur arse’ IM NOW ONE WITH THE CLOUDS!!!!! CYA!!!! aw okay but then the shower smooches and his CURLY HAIR and at the end chilling and talking about rugby when she’s playing with his hair😭noooooooooo

omg ok i just reread trial and error and Okay u KnOw i adore sleepy tom 🥺🥺 hes just so babie!!!!! her saying to him ‘early night for you then’ get the fuck out of here!!!!!!! and then the HELLO KISS I CRY!!!!! n then obvs like …. THE WHOLE SMUT YES PLS!! especially him being so comforting when she’s like not sure AND later when he’s like i’m sorry i’m tired and hungover and she’s like it’s okayyyyyy! *sobs* n then somone comes home and tom is going to explode lmao and then he like collapses her and she’s like help i can’t breathe :( and then he spoons her and has a little sleep,,,,,, it’s safe to say i’m very upset

katie….. you know my thoughts on the match but i swear i will never shut up about it lmao i’m so sorry…….. everything is so uwu like snuggle in the morning and then the sweetest sexy times EVA and then tom wanting to be invisible when her and haz are talking lmao that still cracks me up…….. and then like i take a break so i can go to the bathroom and cry 😭😭 bc babie got a booboo!!!!!!!&!& but fr ‘she’s my girlfriend’ just made me wanna yeet of a bridge stg AND THEN THE WAITING ROOM SCENE!! OFC!!!!! HELP?!?! n then the forehead kiss and then 🥺😍😍🥺🥺🥺😍🥺😍🥺😍🥺😭😭😭😭😍🥺

[ladytauria]

1. Okay so this isn’t so much me giving you a prompt as much as me getting an idea for Jinmay character exploration off my chest. Chiro and his team are flung into the future. There is basically nothing. Shugazoom is a wasteland of ruined buildings and what little people remain are cliches from most Apocalypse movies. The one colony of quasi-civilisation is a casino-bar-thing? Run out of the super robot. Jinmay runs it.

2. She has not aged and she is not the sweet girl any of the team remembers. We see a broader spectrum of her personality and what living that long has done for her. Chiro realises they have an exp. date and can’t handle this. The rest of the team is torn cuz they know they are in a boat similar to Jinmay and remember the friends they know they’ve out lived. Jinmay is a badass and terrifying as the years as Shugazoom sole protector has sharpened every skill the team split between the 6 of them.

3. Some how this future trip leads to like a tuff split between Chiro and Jinmay they get back to the present&he takes longer (mnths&adventures later) than he should to actually get guts to explain the future 2present Jinmay&it’s hard for both of them. It’s this moment of maturity growth that they hate&need. Jinmay sets out on her own&develops her skills that on various adventures the team gets to see everynow&again. Jinmay is a strong STRONG ally the team cherishes.

4.Jinmay BREAKS UP WITH CHIRO I forgot to make that clear a sec ago! He wants to make it work&he is the one holding onto her cuz he believes him being n the present can “fix” jinmay’s future. only reason he confessed all this to her is cuz she forces it out of him(months&adventures l8r I remind you)jinmays skills grow cuz she throws herself on solo adventure aftr solo adventure gettin Chiro’s immature bullshit out of her head. they reconcile&become friends n the end and theyre both better for it

5. Its a big long story that I’m too lazy to write cuz i see it being an over arching story over the course of multiple multiple episodes and I got a real world job to go to most days!! Like I said I was gonna tweak this to make it an actual prompt but no... no this is a full on plot idea I have that I wanna be cannon but will NEVER GET CURSE YOU DISNEY!!!!!

okayokayokay

THIS IS AMAZING

it has so much that i love

lifespan angst??? check. badass jinmay?? check. character development for jinmay?? check. jinmay in general??? check. chinmay angst?? check. TIME TRAVEL???? check. dark/grimdark/whatever futures????? CHECK.

you have no idea how BADLY i want to write this, ‘non. this is FUCKING AMAZING and i love to pieces. i want to play in this universe. i want to live here. i can barely keep up with the fanfics i have going because of my original novel. but fuck if this isn’t tempting as hell. 

if you happen to get the time, between ur life and ur full time job, PLS PLS PLS feel free to rant about this to me because I LOVE IT.

for now imma like. keyboard smash my thoughts at you, oki? 

ALRIGHT. lets shove this bitch under a cut bc I KNOW its going to get long. 

OKAY SO FIRST OFF for whatever reason i was imagining future jinmay in a redux of her hills have five outfit??? ((aka my FAVORITE jinmay outfit, mmm)) like maybe still black or maybe with some more brown it in it to kind of match the gritty landscape. her skin the robotic color it turns when she goes into her fighting mode, since she’s been living like that this whole time. her eyes all glowy and green. maybe some upgrades to her weaponry??? heart beam, check. maybe she has like. a mandarin-type/lightsaber esque sword she can turn her hand into??? i dunno 

okay so now that i’ve babbled about character design 

im getting this tough, rough and tumble bartender vibe from her???? other survivors don’t dare fuck with her. there are no fights in her bar. it’s the cleanest most well run bar in the apocalypse.

even though she’s a lot more jaded and bitter i see her employing people who are down on their luck. girls who need a safe place to stay, parents who need a place for their kids, etc. the super robot is a safehaven because that’s her way of honoring their legacy--and also, even though she’s a lot... rougher than she used to be? she’s still got that kind, kind heart.

she ends up reminding chiro of nova a bit, i would think. a nova with a lot more jagged edges. a nova if mandarin had remained the leader, perhaps. a nova who was thrust into the role of protector on her own, maybe. anyway.

i feel like she might be a bit condescending and such towards chiro??? because like as much as she misses him she a) doesn’t want him to break her heart again when he leaves and b) also sees him as a lot more naive and young than she used to. which i imagine would rile him up. so they actually end up fighting which is SO WEIRD for chiro. older jinmay remembers fighting with him as she got older/learned more about herself. but chiro??? has no clue??? what to do with this??? especially since jinmay isn’t pulling punches with him.

the monkey team she probably gets along better with. maybe antauri is still hanging around too so she has some fondness/sympathy for him. 

ugh 

*i love this so much*

though i would like to stop picturing it like the wild west part of evil ages, thanks brain

[uruhabuns]

Sensuous (part 5 - Zuho)

A/N: THIS ONE IS FOR ALL THE ZUHOES OUT THERE~ Just so y’all know, writing this chapter made me lose it a few times bc daddy zuho is one of my kinks so afjdksjslfk IT’S ALSO LONGER THAN I PLANNED IT TO BE ORZ anyway, please give it a like or reblog if you’ve read!! I find that the members after youngbin aren’t getting as much attention ;____; and as always, ENJOY >:))

Word count: 4472

Pairing: girl reader x zuho

Warnings: MAJOR DADDY!ZUHO, swearing, hair-pulling, scratching (yes pls)

Prologue / Part 1 (Youngbin) / Part 2 (Inseong) / Part 3 (Jaeyoon) / Part 4 (Dawon) / Part 5 (Zuho) / Part 6 (Rowoon) / Part 7 (Taeyang) / Part 8 (Hwiyoung) / Epilogue

[ jiyoon ] : omg this is so intriguing…

[ _____ ] : And I thought I was nasty smh

[ jiyoon ] : EXACTLY

[ jiyoon ] : You are nasty

[ jiyoon ] : You can guess what the boys’ kinks are

[ _____ ] : I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD SAY I HATE YOU BUT I DO

[ jiyoon ] : YOU LOVE ME~

[ jiyoon ] : Anyways…NEXT!!

[ _____ ] : Ugggghhh…

[ _____ ] : Okay so for Juho…his ones are pretty easy HAHA

[ jiyoon ] : I am intrigued

Juho swallowed a gulp. He always saw you as cute with a bright and sassy personality, so it surprised him to see you discussing such scandalous things with your friend. Even so, Juho knew that you were a young adult, so of course it would be normal for you to talk about these sorts of topics every now and then.

[ _____ ] : First thing’s first

[ _____ ] : Even though he’s really soft

[ _____ ] : EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM SCREAMS DADDY!!!!!!!!!

[ jiyoon ] : AAAAAAAH

[ _____ ] : HE HAS THE ULTIMATE DADDY KINK IN THE GROUP!!!!

“Oh god, why?” the male in question whined, resulting in an eruption of laughter from the rest of the boys.

“SHE GOT HIM!!” Taeyang yelled upon seeing Juho’s inability to respond to their teasing. “He likes being called daddy!!”

Juho only jabbed his elbow to Taeyang’s arm. “Why are you such a creep? Wait ’til we get to your—“

“Daddy, please punish me~” Jaeyoon teased, imitating your voice. Juho’s cheeks flushed slightly red as he buried his face in his hands.

“It’s because you look at the fans like you wanna seduce them,” Hwiyoung said, rolling his eyes.

“And because of your voice,” Taeyang added and nudged Juho’s side, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Girls love guys with deep voices ‘cause apparently it brings them to their knees.”

Juho’s ears turned a light shade of red at the younger boy’s inference. “W-wait a second, I don’t think she’ll—“

“You seem to know a lot about these kinds of things, Tae,” Rowoon said with a raised eyebrow.

Taeyang only rolled his eyes. “It’s common sense, isn't it? Everyone knows that.”

While the boys were discussing why you would see Juho in such a way, he was having a hard time processing the teasing.

“KEEP READING!!” Dawon exclaimed, “She’ll be finished in ten minutes, maybe!”

[ _____ ] : Not only that, HE’S PROBABLY FREAKY AF

[ _____ ] : I can see him being really into scratching, hair pulling, a bit of choking, and the girl being loud and really submissive

[ jiyoon ] : Oh my goddddd he does sound freaky…I need that in my life

[ _____ ] : STAY AWAY FROM HIM YA NASTY OMG

[ _____ ] : He’s too soft 80% of the time lol…

Juho immediately widened his eyes in shock. “H-hang on—“

“WAIT, WHAT?!” Dawon yelled upon reading the message. “I thought Inseong’s bondage and ice kink was kinky…”

“Juho, you are the freakiest out of all of us, don’t deny it,” Rowoon said with a hint of amusement in his tone.

“Hey, we gotta read everything before deciding anything,” Youngbin suggested, “But for now, though…Juho?”

The male in question only continued to rest his chin in his hands, unwilling to face the others.

“…are you really as freaky as she thinks you are?”

_________

The sound of sirens coming from Dawon’s phone pierced through your ears. Your best friend stirred from behind you while you whined and pulled the blanket over your face in attempt to block out the noise. Dawon reached over you to turn off the alarm, before slumping back and pulling you close to him by your waist. He then buried his face in your hair, and sandwiched you between his legs. The movement caused a sharp pain between your legs, adding to the throbbing that was already prevalent, causing a yelp to escape your lips.

What a night. You’ve just slept with another member, and it was your best friend. What happened to have you sleeping with the one of boys every night all of a sudden? Something seemed off.

“Hyukie, you have to get up,” you mumbled sleepily.

“Ugh…I don’t want to.”

“You have schedules…you don’t wanna get in trouble.”

“I’ll only get out if you come with me.”

“To where?”

“The photoshoot, of course.”

You blinked. “What? You’ll be fine. Why would you need me to come?”

“It just makes the day easier,” Dawon answered lazily. “Pleeeeeease?”

You only let out an elongated groan. “But I wanna sleep!”

“You’re always sleeping! Fine. If you don’t wanna come, I won’t shout you lunch,” Dawon compromised as he sat up.

At that moment, you found yourself already missing his warmth and touch. You didn’t feel this way since the night before he officially left to become a trainee. But now you know he won’t leave you again, so it was quite strange for you to feel that way again. Was it because you two had sex for the first time after being so close for so long?

You grabbed Dawon’s shirt, giving in. “Fine, I’ll come. But you owe me for making me wake up this early on my summer break.”

“Thanks, babe.”

“Don’t call me that.”

After getting up, washing up, and changing, you realised you still had those hickeys on your neck left by Youngbin and Inseong as you were applying your makeup. You couldn’t go to an official schedule with them showing, otherwise the managers would get suspicious.

“Shit…” you hissed. You frantically rummaged through your makeup case in search for your concealer. When you found it, you applied it thoroughly on the purple marks before covering the areas with foundation.

“______, you ready?” you heard Dawon say outside his room’s door a few minutes later as you were applying your lip tint.

“Yep, coming!”

You quickly grabbed your bag, and rushed to the front door to see Dawon waiting.

“C’mon, we’re gonna be late,” he said as you got out. The two of you then speed-walked to the elevator, and making your way outside the building to where two black vans were waiting. Dawon dragged you to the one with the open door, and practically shoved you inside.

“Woah, ______-noona is joining us today?” Hwiyoung asked in pleasant surprise as you sat on the seat in front of Juho.

“Yeah, ‘cause Hyuk wouldn’t stop whining,” you replied with a roll to your eyes as Dawon got inside and closed the door.

“I wasn’t whining!” Dawon argued.

“You had to bargain for me to get out of bed!”

“That sure sounds like him,” Taeyang snickered.

Dawon glared back at the younger boy. “At least I don’t flirt to get things my way.”

“At least I don’t lose money by flirting—“

“So what made you bring her here?” Juho asked before an argument could start.

Dawon shrugged. “Can’t I bring my best friend around? Besides, she’s probably bored to death being at home by herself.”

You blew on your fringe. “Yeah, it does get boring. But I don’t wanna distract you guys.”

“If anything, we’re the ones distracting you,” Taeyang replied with a small smirk.

You turned your head around to glare at him. “What do you mean?!”

“We are pretty noisy,” Hwiyoung answered, “And you can’t do your assignments with us around.”

“Mostly Hyuk, though.” Juho added with a slightly smug look on his face.

Dawon turned around to glare at the younger male. “Oi, you take that back!”

The rest of the car trip was filled with their usual bickering and roasting of each other, so you decided to keep yourself occupied with your phone. Little did you know that Juho took glimpses of your neck every now and then, observing the patches of concealer and foundation that seemed to be layered a bit more on your skin. He knew you tried to cover the hickeys left by the members, as he could also see hints of purple around the edges. He didn’t know why, but seeing you try to conceal love bites in order to go out in public turned him on.

When the vans arrived at the photo studio, Dawon stepped out first, holding his hand out to assist you.

“I’m fine, Hyukie,” you said as you were getting out. “I’m not a damsel in distress.”

“I know you’re not, but you can barely walk right now.”

You widened your eyes, glaring at him as if to say ‘don’t fucking say that in front of everyone, or I’ll kill you!!’

Your best friend had noticed, but he only smirked and placed his arm around your shoulder as he walked in with you.

As soon as everyone arrived in the studio, the boys were rushed into the dressing rooms to get their hair, makeup, and outfits done. You awkwardly sat outside in the reception so you wouldn’t distract the stylists or boys, and so you could avoid having hairspray filling your lungs.

While you were on your phone, you heard a pair of footsteps coming towards to you. You looked up to see Juho walking towards you as he was doing up the the middle button on his loose white dress shirt.

You couldn’t help but blink in slight shock. His hair was slicked back, showing his undercut, and allowing you to see his sharp cheekbones, while his ripped black skinny jeans, and loose white dress shirt that was tucked in only at the front emphasised his broad shoulders and toned body. He looked absolutely mouth-watering to the point where you felt your knees shaking even if you were seated. Sure, you had seen them styled like this before, but there was something with Juho today that gave him a dark, alluring aura. The man in question was not oblivious to your reaction, so he smirked quietly.

“J-Juho? What’s up?”

“The photographer needs help setting up the lights and stuff,” Juho replied nonchalantly, “Apparently the assistant is sick today, so I told him maybe you could help since you tagged along.”

“Oh, sure…”

You gulped, feeling your cheeks turn warm as you stood up. You rushed past Juho without looking at him to hide your blush, speed-walking past the change rooms, and onto the set. After greeting the photographer, you put your bag next to the table with the computer for editing. You then immediately got to work on setting up the lights, asking every now and then if the lights were in the correct position or whatnot.

After 20 more minutes of setting up, you finally got everything in position that the photographer was satisfied with.

“Great. Can you see if the group is ready?” he requested.

“Yes, sure.”

I really should get paid for this…you thought tiredly as you walked off the set and to the dressing room. When you reached it, you knocked on the door for it to be opened by Rowoon, fully styled and looking like a god.

“Oh, hey ______!”

You blinked in surprise as your cheeks turned slightly pink. “A-are you guys done? The photographer is waiting.”

Rowoon looked behind him before facing you again. “I think Juho is done, I’ll go and see.”

“Okay, thanks.”

Soon enough, the door opened to reveal Juho. You gulped once more as he walked out, and closed the door behind him.

“Alright, let’s go,” you said shyly before leading the way to the set.

Juho followed closely behind you such that you could smell the hairspray and cologne. You chewed on your lower lip from how seductive he smelt.

No, not now…you’re supposed to remain professional…you thought to yourself.

The two of you made it to the set room, where Juho greeted the photographer and went over and stood at the set, while you stood beside the desk with the computer for editing.

Throughout the whole shoot, you were completely stunned at how attractive Juho really was when he was in idol mode. His intense and sharp gazes at the camera were not like any other member. There was something that just made you want to scream ‘daddy’ out loud to him; something that made you want to drop to your knees and let him do whatever he wanted with you.

You couldn’t help but notice that he shot gazes at you every now and then. Every time, you felt like he undressed one item of clothing from you with his eyes. You chewed onto your lower lip, averting your vision at other places to avoid more eye contact with Juho. What was he trying to do to you?

_______

“Kill me now,” you grumbled to yourself as you collapsed onto the couch.

Since the photoshoot had finished, the boys headed to the dance studio to practice while you went back to the apartment. You were basically the replacement for the photographer’s absent assistant, so you worked the whole time while they were shooting.

While you were lying down on the couch, you couldn’t get the images of Juho’s stares at you out of your mind. Sure, the rest of the members also looked handsome, but their expressions were more soft compared to Juho’s fierce, intense gazes. You remembered how weak your knees felt when he  looked at you as if you were his first proper meal after dieting.

“No…he couldn’t be,” you muttered. He doesn’t see you in that way, idiot! You’re just overthinking everything…you mentally yelled at yourself, shaking the thoughts away. You didn’t know if you were seeing things or if you were just horny because you slept with four members already.

After a few more minutes of resting on the couch, you got up to change and take off your makeup. You decided to leave the makeup on your neck to take it off before going to sleep so the hickeys wouldn’t be visible to the boys (as if they didn’t notice them before, anyway).

You had decided to make dinner tonight, since they always had takeout, so you headed out to the kitchen to salvage whatever they had left in the fridge and pantry to make kimchi stew. You also knew how much the boys loved your cooking, so you wanted to surprise them.

After an hour or so of painstakingly preparing all the ingredients, you began to throw them into the pot to cook them first before pouring the hot water in from the kettle. While you were waiting for the whole thing to boil before seasoning it, you suddenly felt a presence behind you. Before you could turn around, you felt a pair of toned arms slide around your waist, and pull you in so your back was to his chest.

You gasped at the sudden skinship, so you immediately assumed that it was your best friend. “Hyukie? Are you done with practice already?”

The man behind you chuckled softly, moving his lips to your ear. “He’s not done, but I am.”

You froze immediately.

That voice. That fucking voice. That fucking voice deeper than the Mariner’s Trench. If only it didn’t affect you so much so you wouldn’t want to succumb to whatever he wanted.

You felt his warm breath ghost from your ear, and trailing down to your neck. You found your knees growing weak as you felt his already-hard crotch pressed up against your behind. “J-Juho?”

“Why are you covering the hickeys? Even at home?” he questioned before planting soft kisses beginning from the corner of your jaw, and down to your neck.  

Your breath hitched as he found the sensitive spot just below your ear. “I-I didn’t think you would notice…”

“I can see them very clearly, baby girl…”

Your thighs clamped together, that spark of desire inside you igniting once more. It seemed like the guys knew how to turn you on like a light switch with just one word.

Juho continued to bite and suck on that area on your neck, eliciting a whiny moan to come from your lips.

“Juho…please…” you sighed, leaning into him. You then felt him grind his clothed hardened shaft against your ass, causing you to begin to feel a warm wetness coating your lower lips.

“Call me daddy, baby…” he said deeply, sending shivers down your body.

You gulped, sliding your hands across his arms around your waist. “Daddy…”

“That’s a good girl,” he praised softly in your ear.

You bit your lower lip; you never knew Juho treating you this way would turn you on so much. You reached to the stove to turn it off as one of Juho’s hands made its way underneath your shirt, and up your chest to cup one of your breasts. He squeezed his hand on it, massaging it a few times, making you let out a needy mewl. Juho then slid his other hand down your body to palm and massage your core, stimulating your nerves.

“D-daddy, please!” you moaned, grinding your core against his hand. You could feel yourself growing wetter as the tips of his fingers teased your entrance through the thin material of the shorts.

Juho smirked against the skin of your neck. “My little baby girl is so needy…and so wet…”

You whimpered at his degrading words, but you didn’t care. You just wanted him to make you cum regardless of method.

“Daddy, p-please,” you begged, grinding your hips more against his hand that was still teasing your entrance and clit.

“Nuh-uh,” he rejected, “You must wait first, then daddy will give you what you want. Can you be patient for me?”

You felt goosebumps form on your neck; it seemed like his voice could make you submit to every command. You only let out a mix of a whine and moan as he continued to torture you slowly. Juho then moved the hand that was groping your breast to slide up your chest and wrap around your neck. His fingers gently squeezed the sides to slightly reduce the airflow, but making sure you could still breathe.

You then felt one finger suddenly slip inside your slick cavern, causing a high-pitched mewl to escape your lips. “D-daddy!”

Juho curled his finger in a come-hither motion before dragging it out slowly. Your knees buckled in, making you almost lose balance, but Juho still managed to hold you up.

“Such a good girl,” he praised in your ear. He then slipped in another finger, and began thrusting them in and out of you to extract more of your wetness that was now dripping down his fingers and to your thighs.

“Please…please…!” you moaned, tightening your grip onto his arms. You could barely stand, but you did everything you could to not completely collapse to bring him down with you. “I c-can’t take it anymore—!”

Without warning, Juho began to massage your sensitive clit with his thumb, causing you to scream as a zap of electricity coursed through your arteries. You could barely breathe while he assaulted your core so skilfully, stimulating you to the maximum so you could feel nothing but raw pleasure. You then felt him give your clit one last hard pinch to finally push you over the edge. You felt your stomach clench as you unleashed throat-burning scream, releasing everything you had onto Juho’s hand like a waterfall. Juho left his hand in that position for another moment before removing it and letting you go. Your knees finally gave way as you collapsed on all fours onto the floor, heavily breathing.

Juho slid his tongue across his fingers to taste what you gave him. “My little girl tastes sweeter than I imagined,” you heard him say, “But I wonder what you actually feel like.”

Before you knew it, Juho lifted you up, causing you to let out a yelp, and pushed your body forward onto the counter with your cheek resting on the cold surface. He pulled out a condom packet from his pocket, ripped it open with his teeth, and threw the packet onto the counter. Your eyes widened when you saw the foil, so you assumed that he wanted to cum inside you.

After slipping the condom on, Juho pulled your shorts and underwear down, letting them fall down your legs, to which you kicked them off and to the side. You then felt him slide the tip of his length up and down your overly wet slit, eliciting a soft moan from your throat.

“Daddy…” you sighed as Juho took your wrists, and held them behind your back.

“Is my baby girl ready for me?” he asked, placing the tip at your slick, dripping entrance.

You nodded, closing your eyes. “Yes, daddy…please…”

At that moment, you felt Juho slide into you from behind, causing you to let out soft, elongated gasp at how well he stretched you out. He then began thrusting immediately without letting you adjust to his size, which you didn’t have to because you were already so wet and turned on. Your moans grew louder as he thrusted harder and faster into you.

“Fuck, baby girl, you feel so good wrapped around me,” Juho groaned. “So tight…so wet…”

You wished you could hold onto something for support, but Juho’s grip on your wrists was too strong for you to move them anywhere. You could only let out moans and whimpers as he continued to slam into you from behind, your slick walls pulsing and swallowing his hard length too easily. Your head began to feel cloudy and slightly dizzy as each thrust Juho gave you felt like a new shot of ecstasy through your veins. Soon enough, your stomach began to tighten as you felt your climax slowly building up.

“J-Juho…” you managed to whimper amongst the moaning.

He slammed into you once more before stopping suddenly. “What did I tell you to call me?”

Your eyes widened. Fuck! “D-daddy…I’m sorr—“

Juho grabbed a fistful of your hair, with one hand, and holding your wrists together with the other. He pulled your head back, eliciting a surprised scream from you. “I was wrong,” he said darkly, “You’re not obedient after all. Should I even let you cum at this point?”

“I’m so sorry, daddy,” you begged desperately, the stinging pain on your scalp making it hard for you to think to form proper sentences. “Please…please let me cum; I won’t do it again, I’m so sorry!”

A smirk curled on Juho’s lips. “I know you won’t do it again,” he said, leaning into your ear. “And I’ll make sure of that.”

Before you could respond, Juho leaned back up and began to thrust hard and fast into you again, making your hips hit the edge of the counter. You screamed the sudden pace he was tearing you up with. Moans, screams, pants, and grunts came from the both of you, while the lewd noises of skin hitting against skin, and sticky sounds of Juho’s cock ramming into you as your essence was leaking out of your hole, and dripping down your thighs filled the kitchen all at once.

In the midst of the thrusting and screaming, you felt your climax building up faster than before. Your stomach muscles began tightening, and your walls were clamping on Juho more regularly. Before you could even have a taste of becoming undone, Juho pulled out of you. Before you could cry out at the loss of pleasure, he flipped you around so you lay on your back. He then entered you once more, wrapping your legs around his waist so he could thrust deeper into you.

“God, you look so beautiful like this,” Juho groaned, loving how you wreathed and moaned beneath him, and how absolutely disheveled you looked. He then leaned down to your neck, and latched his lips onto the spot just behind your ear. You took the opportunity to hold onto Juho’s shoulder blades while he was biting, licking, and sucking at your skin to leave another dark red mark, all while thrusting deeply and quickly into you. Your moans filled his ears, driving him to thrust even harder. His powerful thrusts made you scream and dig your nails into his skin through his shirt, dragging them down his back. Even though his shirt was cushioning the impact of your nails, Juho also groaned as he could still feel the stinging sensation of your nails on his back combined with your walls clamping tightly onto his cock.

Soon enough, your climax began building up again, and you knew this was going to be your biggest one yet.

“D-daddy, I’m about to—“

“Hold on, baby girl, I’m almost there too,” Juho grunted. He then reached one hand down to your swollen, sensitive clit, giving it a hard massage with his thumb as he gave you one more hard thrust. You arched your back as you let out an earth-shattering scream, your climax hitting you like a wrecking ball. Black and white spots filled your vision as you exploded onto Juho’s cock. He held your hips to support himself as he stayed still inside you to spill his load. You felt a warm liquid coat the walls of the condom indicating that the both of you now had finally had your sweet release.

Juho softly collapsed on top of you as the both of you were heavily panting and sweating from what was probably the roughest sex you’ve ever had. You reached behind Juho’s head to lightly stroke his blue hair.

“Holy fuck…” you whispered, still in disbelief that Juho could fuck you so hard.

The man on top of you only laughed lightly. “So…daddy, huh?”

Returning back to your normal self, you flicked the back of his head, causing him to yelp. “Do not fucking speak of this to anyone, or I’ll kick you.”

Juho heaved himself off your body with a grunt before pulling himself out of you. You arched your back lightly as you pressed your lips together to fight back another moan.

“Trust me, I won’t say anything,” he responded in slight amusement as he slid off the condom to throw it in the bin next to the counter. “I’ll never hear the end of it either.”

As Juho was putting his pants back on, you painfully pushed up your torso with your elbows. He then quickly came over to support your back with his hand to help you.

“Easy now, baby,” he said, pulling your upper body slowly towards him so your torso pressed against his. Once you were on your feet, Juho held onto you as he looked at the area where he fucked you. “Hah…looks like we made a bit of a mess here…”

You wrinkled your nose, also looking at the drops of cum that was dripping down the counter. “Ugh…more things I have to clean...”

Juho squeezed your shoulder assuringly. “You go wash up, and I’ll clean this, okay?”

You sighed. “Alright, but you have to help me make dinner for fucking me so hard.”

“I’m cool with that.”

[mrsgilmoredanes]

what were your five favorite parts of the revival?

oh God this is hard can i pretend i didn’t see the “five” yes i can so yeah i have A LOT of fave parts in the revival and most of them are luke and lorelai parts (i know, shocking). also, this user mrsgilmoredanes started her rewatch (again, i know) bc it was their 1 yr anniv but anyway here are my fave parts:

winter

the first few minutes of winter!!!- the lorelais’ reuniting scene + luke and rory’s reuniting scene is just so pure. luke being proud of his daughter rory is so sweet and the 3 of them talking about how they all forgot about paul is so hilarious and the way they talk to each other is so familial i am overwhelmed!!!!- then there’s the puppy pjs scene that i will never get tired of watching they look so domestic and i’m like…are they like that EVERY night God i hope so. the oscar and felix exchange, “you should find my bedtime rituals endearing by now what’s taking you so long!!!” UGH and the way luke patted lorelai’s butt and how she caressed luke’s arm with those huge goofy smiles on their faces wow what a time to be alive!!!! and then they talk about their rollicking lovemaking like… after being together for more than 10 years they still discuss their sex life excitingly you know what i mean??? and that goodnight kiss is my fave kiss of all kisses in the revival. cleared my skin saved my crops cleaned my room organized my stationary collection.- the flashback to richard’s funeral was so sad but i love every second of it. lorelai saying she’s happy, luke and emily’s hug, lorelai staying to watch over emily, emily and lorelai’s fight (no fights no drama and i love drama so i love fights what can i do)- then luke saying “rory’s a lil bit of mine” brings tears to my glasses everytime (then it gets blurry and dirty and i have to clean it again damn u @ luke danes)

the diner scene with rory lorelai and luke i’d die for my family!! and also uhm can i still complain about getting only one (1) diner scene with the 3 of them??????? yes i can.

lorelai dressing paul anka with a flannel and everything just like his daddy.

spring

the holding hands scene + the bwr theater scene ofc. they’re holding hands fcol!!! “it’s kinda scary, you’ll have to hold me” “i can live w that” it’s like they do that all the time what the hell imagine lorelai pretending to be scared and she leans on luke and he wraps his arms around her what the hell. “the love couch, definitely” pls define in love.

i love the town meeting. so nostalgic it gives me comfort. i love stars hollow.

luke, lorelai and rory walking around the spring international food festival and luke and rory, the father and the daughter, talking about who’s gonna take care of lorelai. what a fam.

summer

the family dinner ofc. april being there is so important to me. lorelai complaining about luke’s movie night habits, rory calming april down, luke’s thumb drawing circles on lorelai’s knees on their snug movie night routine. i love my family. (this is the only thing i love in this ep i think. tbh i like watching the fighting scene between lorelai and rory and the LLs too. oh and i used to hate the musical bc it took so much time when they could’ve just replaced it w more LL scenes or babette/patty scenes or whatever but i kinda like it now because let’s be honest the musical’s so funny)

fall

is it ok if i say i love every part yes it is. the hiking?? the first person she calls is luke and…that says A Lot. then when she does the “hiking” she realizes things and she calls emily and tells her the pretzel story am i still crying yes i am. then she goes home and tells luke that she thinks they should get married and oops don’t forget about luke's speech about needing her more than anything in the world???? 💯💯💯 and then that kiss ofc i’m me after all so ya. and don’t forget about the rory and christopher part. i hate that arsehole but i love that scene bc rory was like…my mom and my real dad are getting married so pls f*ck off and p.s. just a reminder uhm why were you (and still) an awful father to me ok this coffee is humongous but it tastes ridiculous ok bye….amirite??? then there’s emily finding happiness in nantucket feeling free like a bird. i also love the part where the lls were arguing about the guests for the wedding and ms. celine being like you really chose a fine hunky sexy piece of meat lorelai i’m proud of ya so come here and let me make you the perfect dress for the perfect man. the part where rory woke lorelai up to mend fences with her and they talk about lorelai finally getting married to luke the way she said “finally” is like she had been waiting for that moment for so long. what else?? uhmmmm lorelai finding the annex i know i’ve mentioned this a lot but i really i love her outfit there what a queen. and pizza and kitchen scene before the impromptu wedding “i feel like we should be married already? yes. right?” and i’m always like damn right you should be married 100 years ago are you guys kidding me??? and of course the wedding. let me tell you, i couldn’t listen to reflecting light for 3 months after the revival bc it made me cry whenever i heard it.

[neosoulmates]

Boyfriend! Guanlin ♡

I’m doing two parts to this so... this is the general one the other part will be a boyfriend! guanlin x idol/trainee! reader and will have a storyline kinda

♡ ah yes the s-swaggy rapper as a boyfriend

♡ took him so long to confess like seonho threatened him to confess cause even he was getting annoyed

♡ he tries to act so cool in front of you like wow look at me aren’t I cool but in reality he just looks like a fluffy awkward marshmallow

♡ so you just randomly laugh at him cause he’s so awkwardly cute and you love him?

♡ he’s so shy                        shy                           shy

♡ he likes to steal glances at you 

♡ you caught him looking once and his ears were so red

♡ you just giggled at him and he got more red

♡ “Guanlin I love your gummy smile so much”

♡ blushes and he flashes his famous smile

♡ his typical skin ship would be arm around your shoulder or waist

♡ likes to coordinate outfits so you two always be looking cute on the street

♡ likes it when you rest your head on his shoulder

♡ he loves your laugh so when someone tells a joke he just looks at you cause he loves it so much

♡ also tries to make you laugh

♡ also gets lowkey sad when you laugh harder at jisung or ong then him

♡ he just likes to see you happy and to see you smile

♡ when he sees you cry for the first time he freaks out and doesn’t know what to do

♡ but then he just holds you in his arms and that’s all you need

♡ he says he’ll fite anyone who hurts you 

♡ he raps to you and writes raps just 4 you

♡ ugh I’m emo :)

♡ when you can’t sleep at 3am he softly raps for you and ugh his voice

♡ he gets so apologetic when he can’t spend time with you and your like it’s fine but he’s like I’m sorry pls forgive me, guanlin it’s o k

♡ he loves you so much :))

[dr0wning-in-hell]

Tattoos - Alex Summers & Warren Worthington pt 2

Summary : it’s been a little over a month since you met your two soulmates and everyone starts asking you three questions about certain things and you become very uncomfortable.

Word Count : 1k+

Warnings : fluff, unprotected sex (cover it up yo), fingering, anal sex (reader receiving), cursing, ugh basically a shit ton of smut.

Prompt : everyone has a tattoo of their soulmate’s mutation (if they have one) and you have two completely differet tattoos, because you have two soulmates.

Pairing : Alex Summers x reader x Warren Worthington

A/N : lol this is shitty writing don’t read. (pls read tho) the sex scene in this is based off of the head canons here   by @kurtwxgners so all credit to them and her head canons.

part one

master list | requests | prompt list

It’s been a little over a month since Y/N finally met your two soulmates, and man was she happy. Alex had the great idea of asking Charles for a bigger room so that the three of them could room together, one so Y/N could help them with their problems and two, they just didn’t want to be away from her. Charles was all for it, saying that he already had a room ready because him being the nosy little shit he was, he already found out the three of them were soulmates. So they moved into the new room, getting a humongous bed that the three of would share, a couch, a desk, and any other necessities that they may have needed. Also the room had a built in bathroom which Y/N were over the moon about.

 The three soulmates sat outside with their other friends, talking and discussing random things. It had started off with them doing their homework but then Peter being Peter started to get side tracked, which led to the rest of the group getting side tracked. Y/N sat in between Alex and Warren, Warren had one of his wings stretch over the two of you, it made him feel safer when he knew that the two of them were literally right under his wing. Alex had his arm wrapped around Y/N’s waist, also feeling safer knowing that this was real, and that the people he cared about weren’t just his imagination. Y/N played with the grass, a soft smile etched into her face. The group couldn’t help but smile at the three of them, they were all happy that Y/N made the two boys so happy and calm.

“So.” Peter coughed, leaning on his elbows. “How far have you three gone yet?” IF Y/N had been eating or drinking anything at the moment she probably would’ve choked. She couldn't stop the blush that spread from her neck and up her face. Alex and Warren glared at Peter, as did the rest of the group. He shrugged. “What? I’m just curious.” Jean rolled her eyes, leaning against her own soulmate; Scott Summers, Alex’s kid brother.

“We haven’t done anything.” Warren said. He almost sounded disappointed at the fact that Y/N hadn’t even kissed them. She really didn’t want to admit it, but she hadn’t even had her first kiss, let alone lost her innocence. Y/N was now scolding herself in her head, hoping to god that Jean wouldn’t go poking around in her thoughts. Unfortanetly though Jean did go through her thoughts.

“Guys stop, you’re making her upset.” She said, becoming the over protective mom-friend that everyone loved her for being. The conversation stopped and Y/N frowned, embarrassed that she were the cause of all this. She moved out of Alex’s grasp and the protection of Warren’s wings and walked off without saying a  word to the group. Her head hung low, tears stinging her eyes as she walked. Alex and Warren looked at each other for a minute before getting up and following their soulmate.

Y/N stopped at the small pond / lake that the school had on it’s ground, the water rippling with each tear drop that fell to the ground. Stay calm. She said to herself, taking in deep breathes and trying to clear her mind. She didn’t want anything bad to happen, it didn’t matter where she was, she could easily cause a Tsunami or Earth quake any where in the world.

“Y/N? Doll, are you okay?” Alex asked softly, his hand landing on her shoulder. Y/N nodded, drying her eyes quickly and then looking over at Alex, a sad smile on her quivering lips.

“Yeah, I’m perfectly fine.” Lie. Alex sighed, and Y/N looked out at the water.

“Why’d you walk out on the group? I know Peter can be a bit nosy and obnoxious sometimes, but it wasn’t that bad was it?” Warren asked, tilting his head at Y/N.  She sighed, playing with a strand of her hair.

“I just didn’t like what he brought up, okay? I felt uncomfortable..” She mumbled. Alex chuckled, not thinking anything of it.

“What, it’s not like you haven't at least kissed someone.” He looked down at Y/N, half hoping for her to reply but her quietness was the only response. “You haven’t had your first kiss?” Y/N shook her head, becoming more and more embarrassed by the second.

“ No, it’s not like I talk to a whole bunch of people here, and I’ve barley left the school grounds since I first got here and-” She shook her head. “You guys probably think I’m a prude, huh?” She sighs, letting her thoughts get the best of her. Warren frowned, wrapping his arm around her.

“Of course not, beautiful. You’re not a prude for not having your first kiss or not having sex,” He kissed the side of her head. “But with that just being said, we now have to make your first kiss absolutely mind blowing.” Alex quirked an eyebrow. “We’re going to take you out on the best date, and then give you the best first known to man. Sound like a plan?” Y/N giggled, nodding and looking between the two boys.

“Sounds like a plan.” The boys smiled, kissing each of Y/N’s cheeks, causing her to giggle and attempt to cover her face.

“Alright, well go get the girls, tell them that they need to get you ready for our date and Alex and I will get this rolling.” Warren smile. Y/N nodded then ran back over to her group of friends, whispering to Jean what was going on. Jean told Ororo and Jubilee, the three than dragged Y/N inside, going to find Raven.

Jubilee decided that they’d get Raven in on this too, mostly because they wanted to look at her closet. The girls walked down the halls, checking some of the empty class rooms and then finally going to Professor Xavier’s office. Jean knocked on the door, hearing a ‘come in’ before opening the door. To their luck Rave, Charles, and Erik were all in the office.

“Sorry to interrupt Professor, but can we borrow Raven for a few minutes?” Jean asked, looking between the three adults. Charles shrugged.

“Go ahead, why do you need her if I may ask? Is something wrong?” He questions. Jubilee giggles and shakes her head.

“No, Y/N has her first date tonight with Warren and Alex, and we were wondering if we could look at her closet for date clothes?” The question goes directly to Raven. She nods, a smile on her face.

“Of course, I’m going to help you girls because I have been waiting for this day for months.” Raven says as she gets out of her chair. She turns and looks at Charles and Erik before saying, “We will continue this conversation when I get back.” The two men chuckled and nodded, and with that the girls skipped down to Raven’s bedroom.

They pretty much ran to her room, all of them far to excited for this date. Y/N couldn’t help but be nervous. This was her first date, they were going to be her first kiss, how could she not be nervous?

Raven opened the door to her room and walked to her closet, pushing back several layers of clothes before getting to her ‘date night’ section. She grabbed a few dresses, a couple skirts, and some fancy crop tops. Ororo told Y/N to go take a shower and they’ll pick out her outfit. She nodded and traipsed over to the bathroom, taking a nice, hot shower. The hot water definitely helped calm her nerves, as did the shower gel. Y/N got out of the shower to see black lace panties and a bra sitting on the toilet seat. Her face heated up, making her skin appear even more red than it already was.

“Uh, guys? Why is there lingerie in here?” She questioned from inside the bathroom. She could here the four girls out in the other room chuckle.

“Because you’re going to wear it, duh!” Jubilee giggled. Man she seemed to be the most excited about this whole thing.

“Guys, it’s not like I’m going to be having sex with them tonight! It’s the first date, nothing will be happening.” Y/N sighed. The girls didn’t answer so she just decided to go with it and put the undergarments on. Tying a robe around her body she walked out to see Raven holding up a black, velvety dress with a slit up one of the legs. Y/N gulped.

“That’s a little revealing, don't you think?” Y/N questions, her voice uneven. “I don’t want anyone to see my tattoos.” The girls laughed, Raven shoving the dress at her.

“They’re your soulmates, honey, don’t you think they would want to see your tattoos?” Question Jean. Y/N shrugged, taking the dress.

“Plus, I’m sure you’re going to look super hot in that dress.” Ororo added. She chuckled, smiling gratefully at your friends. Without saying another word Y/N walked back into the bathroom and tugged the dress on, zipping it up in the back. The black dress hugged her curves perfectly, curves she didn’t even know she had. Taking in a deep breathe she walks back out into the bedroom, the girls jaws dropping at the sight of her.

“Damn, you look better than me in that dress.” Raven admits. You blush and sit down at the vanity Raven had in her room. Raven excused herself, saying that she was going to find the boy and check up on them. Jean decided to her makeup, Jubilee was doing her nails, and Ororo was doing her hair. The three constantly told Y/N to stop moving, saying that she was going to make them mess up their piece of art. Y?N just giggled and tried her best not to move.

It took them two hours to get her hair, makeup, and nails done. Y/N’s eyes were closed, far to nervous to actually open them and look in the mirror. Jean finally got her to open her eyes, and boy was Y/N shocked at what she saw. Her eyelids were gold, with a small amount of eyeliner to make her eyes pop, with dark lipstick. her hair was teased and pinned to the side, and her nails were painted black with small accents of gold on different finger tips. She grinned.

“Wow..” Y/N breathed out. The girls chuckled and moved Y/N out of the char, going and grabbing a small velvet box. Ororo handed it to her, Y/N’s face twisting in confusion.

“What is this?” She asked, her fingers tracing the black material.

Jean shrugged. “We were going to wait till your birthday, but we figured that meeting your soulmates was just as big of a deal. Go on open it.” You took in a breathe as you opened it. Inside the box was a gold necklace shaped like the planet. Carefully taking the necklace out of its box, Y/N realized that it was a locket. She looked up at her friends, each of them nodding for her to open the locket. And she did.

“Guys.” She whispered. Inside was a picture of her and her friends sitting outside the school. Tears brimmed her eyes, but they weren’t sad tears; they were happy tears. “Thank you guys, so much.” Y/N said once she looked up at her friends. They all smiled at her.

“You’re welcome, now don’t cry! You’re going to ruin your makeup.” Jean chuckled. Laughing softly she blinks away the tears and clips the necklace around her neck. The three girls finished off Y/N’s outfit with some bracelets and a ring before deciding that they were finally done.

“These boys won’t know what hit them when they see you.” Ororo says, smirking. Y/N smiled ad slipped on the velvet black shoes and the four girls walked down the staircase, all of them giggling and smiling. Jean walked ahead of them, poking her head around the corner to see if the boys were down there or not. Jean nodded back at the other three girls and they proceeded to walk down the stairs.

Alex nudged Warren he saw Y/N start walking down the stairs. Both of the boys watched, their eyes going wide and their jaws hanging open. Y/N couldn’t help but blush at their reactions. It seemed as though all of Y/N’s friends had gathered to see her and her soulmate’s go on their date. Erik, Charles, and Logan walked over to the boys, a warning gleam glistening in their eyes.

“If you so much as hurt a single hair on her head I will-” Logan started off saying but Charles stopped him.

“Go have fun you three, but not to much fun.” The boys chuckled, looping their arms with Y/N’s as they all walked out of the mansion. Alex and Warren led Y/N along a lowly light walk way path under the darkening sky. Y/N let out a content sigh, causing the boys to look down at her.

“Something wrong, love?” Warren asked. Y/N shook her head, smiling up at the winged boy.

“Nothings wrong, just happy that’s all.” She said with a smile. The two blondes grinned and continue to walk until they reached a canopy like structure. It had lights strung all over it, a table and three chairs seated around it and soft music was playing, but Y/N couldn’t quite figure out where from. They all walked over to the area, a smile spread across their faces. Sitting down, Y/ hadn’t even realized that there was food on the table.

“We asked Raven to help make the dinner, we hope that pasta is alright?” Alex questioned as he pulled off the metal lid of the center plate. Y/N nodded, smiling at him.

“Pasta is my favorite dish, so you’re lucky.” She chuckled. The three fed themselves, heaping their plates full of the pasta and talking until the food was gone and the bottle of wine they had was empty. Y/N didn’t drink much, maybe one or two glasses. It was Alex and Warren who had drank all the wine. They all stood up, deciding to walk around a little bit more. Y/N held the boys hands, their hands far much bigger than hers. Alex held up their intertwined hands, comparing their sizes.

Chuckling, he places a soft kiss to her hand. “Your hands are so tiny, doll.” Alex teased her. Y/N playfully frowned, making him chuckle. “But you are adorable, for being so tiny.”

“I may be tiny but I can easily kick your ass, mister.” Y/N said, trying to keep down her giggles. The three walked until they got back to the front doors of the school. “Thank you for tonight, it was absolutely amazing.” The boys smiled.

“We know one thing that can make it better.” Before Y/N could even ask, one of the boys had placed their lips on hers, then all to quickly pulled away, allowing the other boy to kiss her as well. Y/N smiled when he pulled away. The boys smiled back down at her, opening the doors to the school and making their way up to their shared bedroom. Y/N closed the door behind them, then kicked off the high heels, sighing as the tension in her feet was finally released. The boys had started to undress themselves and put on their pajama pants. Mean while, Y/N was struggling to reach the zipper on the back of her dress. She jumped around, moving her arms to try and get the zipper down. Finally she did, and she pulled the velvet dress off of her bed, unaware of the stairs that she was getting from Alex and Warren.

Both boys gulped, grabbing Y/N’s attention. Once she realized that she was almost completely exposed to the two boys she blushed and subconsciously wrapped her arms around her body. Warren walked over to her, his hands grazing her arms and sides, until he undid her arms and kneeled down, beginning to kiss his way down her stomach. Y/N bit her lip, watching him closely. Alex walked up behind her, his lips ghosting her neck until they finally attached themselves to her heated skin. She moaned silently when Alex began to kiss and suck on one certain area of her neck. Warren glanced up at him, smirking. He stood up and walked the three of them over to the bed. They sandwiched Y/N between their bodies, Warren behind her and Alex in front of her.

“Love, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. Just say the word and we’ll stop.” Warren whispered ever so gently into Y/N’s hair. She shook her he, craning her head back to look at Warren.

“I want this, I want you two.” She breathed out. That was all Alex and Warren had to hear, because the next thing Y/N knew was Warren’s lip attacking her skin and Alex’s lips on hers. For this being Y/N’s first time doing any of this, she was pretty damn good at kissing. Warren pulled back from her neck, unclipping her black bra and throwing it the ground. Alex groaned, his hands going up and cupping each of Y/N’s breasts. She let out a soft whimper and pushed her chest into his hands. Warren had moved his pajama pants to the ground, his hard on pressing against her back. Alex moved one of Warren’s hands to Y/N’s chest, squeezing his hand and causing Y/N to let out a soft moan.

Only for a second were the three out of position. Alex pulled his pants off as well, also having a hard on.

“You see what you do to us, baby? You make us so hard for you..” Alex mumbled as his fingers moved down to her panties, pulling slightly on the thin material. Y/N bit her lip as her panties were finally discarded and thrown across the room. She felt two fingers go through her slick folds, not knowing whos hand it was.

“Shit, Alex she’s so wet.” Warren grunted in her hair. Y?N moaned at the feelings of his hand touching her soaking core. “Did we make you this wet baby? Huh?” He whispered. Nodding, Y/N leaned down and captured Warren’s lips in a sloppy kiss. Alex took this as a chance to push two of his fingers into her tight hole. Y/N moaned out loud against Warren’s lips, the new feeling of Alex’s fingers inside her making her knees buckle. Warren held her up with his arms, his lips still attacking hers. By now both of their lips were swollen. Alex had started to thrust his fingers into Y/N, making her moan so loud that Warren had to cover her mouth. With only a few more thrusts, Y/N’s body was trembling with pleasure from her first orgasm. Alex pulled his fingers from her pussy, wiping them against his lips and then Warren’s. The sight made your heart swell.

“She tastes delicious, doesn't she Warren?” Alex cooed, raking his hand through Warren’s curly locks. Warren nodded, ghosting his lips over Y/N’s, barley letting her taste herself on his lips. The boys pulled their boxer briefs down, groaning as their cocks finally sprang free. Y/N’s mouth went dry as she took in how big they were. They chuckled, kissing her softly.

“Don’t worry, princess we’ll be gentle.” Alex said as he laid down on his back, pulling Y/N down with him. Warren coated his cock in her wetness, just so it’d be easier when he pushed into her.

“I want this pretty little ass, baby. You okay with that?” Warren asked softly, pushing away any stray pieces of hair before placing a gentle kiss to her shoulder. Without warning Warren had started to push into Y/N, making her moan loudly. Warren pushed all the way in, stopping and letting her adjust before Alex slid his way into her pussy. Biting her lip she stayed still, taking a few deep breathes before nodding and telling the boys to move. It started off slow, long thrusts that made Y/N’s stomach tighten.

“Fuck Warren I can feel you moving in her ass, god it feels so good.” Alex groaned. Warren sucked on Y/N’s soft flesh, leaving blue and purple marks down her neck and shoulder. Alex held tightly onto Y/N’s waist with one hand, the other one gripped her breast. The two thrust into her at the same time, same speed, getting Y/N to her second orgasm quickly. Warren leaned down, locking lips with Alex in a heated make out session. The sight nearly made Y/N cum again, but she held back.

Once the boys had started to get to their own climaxes, their thrusts slowed, becoming sloppy and careless. Warren’s hands  left prints on Y/N’s ass, along with bruise marks on her waist from Alex.

“F-fuck, I’m gonna cum, fuck..” Y/N mewled, her head hanging low and soft pants escaping her mouth. Warren and Alex thrusted a few more times before the three of them came simultaneously, each of them mumbling curses and each others names. They didn’t pull out onto they had caught their breathe. A sheen cover of sweat cover the three, but they didn’t care. Warren walked to the bathroom, grabbing  a damp wash cloth and cleaning up the mess that him and Alex had made on Y/N. When he was done they all laid side by side with Y/N in the middle as usual.

“That was absolutely amazing.” Y/N breathed out, grabbing her soulmate’s hands and squeezing softly. They both smiled at her, moving closer to her and cuddling one another. Warren’s wings spread across the three of them and Alex’s arm draped over Y/N’s waist, his fingers tangling together with Warren’s.

“I love you two, so much.” Alex mumbled tiredly. Y/N smiled, kissing his forehead. Warren mumbled an ‘I love you too’, already half asleep.

“I love you too, both of you.” She said softly. Warren shuffled, a smile spreading across his flushed face. Alex smiled and closed his eyes, falling asleep next to the people he cared more for.

The next morning Y/N was anything but sore. There was an ache between her legs, not a bad ache, a good ache, a memory of last night. She smiled as she woke up slowly, trying to wriggle out of the boys’ grasps. Once she had she got herself ready, not sure if she’d wake them up or not. When she got out the shower she was surprised to see Warren and Alex awake and dressed. She smiled, walking out with the towel wrapped around her body.

“Good morning.” She beamed.

“Moring beautiful.” They both said. Y/N giggled as she went through her closet, looking for her outfit. The towel started to fall I the back, showing off a bit of her angel wing tattoos. Warren noticed,  coming up behind her and pulling the towel away from her body. She shivered as the cool air hit her skin, but she didn’t question what Warren was doing.

“How come I didn’t notice this last night?” He mumbled, probably to himself. Y/N giggled as his finger tips traced the out lines of the wings, while Alex watched with a frown on his face. Y/N pulled out a skirt and crop top, turning around and frowning when she saw Alex’s pained expression. Walking over to him she wraps her arms around his neck, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

“Don’t frown, your tattoo is right here.” She held up her left wrist, the plasma beams showing perfectly. Alex gave a small smile before pressing his lips to her wrist. She pulled away and got herself dressed, going slow just to tease the boys. Giggling she finishes getting herself ready, winking at the boys before walking out and going to get herself some breakfast. Alex and Warren looked at each other before sprinting after, just like when they first saw her.

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Some Shitty Foundation Short Stories

I managed to write 5 mini stories of the named anons “behind the scenes” so to speak, so it’s basically what goes on in the foundation when nobody is watching.

So basically, these fics are canon that I couldn’t show through asks. Unless something is seriously out of character. Sorry they’re kinda shit, I didn’t really put a whole lot of thought into them.

-That doesn’t make sense!-

 “Poly…amorous…?” Sadao tilted his head, Dragonous had simply let the word slip as the two were talking about Mage. The Ultimate Hero gave a big nod and pushed her sunglasses up. “I…I don’t think I’ve ever heard that term before?”

 “Oh, it’s real simple. It just means that she might want to go out with more than one person. So instead of one partner, she could have two or three.” Dragonous explained. The hypnotist was silent, staring intently at the red-head.

 “But…that makes no sense.” Sadao frowned.

 “Of course it makes sense. It’s just how people differ from you, Irunami-chan! Nothing bad about-“

 “I know that.” Sadao cut her off. “That’s not what I mean though…like, Mage-chan is from America, right? They use cars a lot there, so, like…what happens with they’re all taking a car ride to the shops or something?” Dragonous just stared at him with confusion. “Like, say Mage-chan had two partners, right? What if all three of them went to the shops. Does that mean someone just gets but in the back seats by themselves? That doesn’t seem fair? Do the rules of ‘shotgun’ apply to it or do they rotate who sits where?”

 “Th…that’s what you’re confused about…?” Dragonous had to giggle. “Geez, Irunami-chan, you’re mind comes up with the weirdest questions.”

 “Then I’ll have to ask Mage-chan when she’s finished with the lunch rush!” Sadao smiled. “People are interesting, you know? I love learning about people!”

 “Yeah, same. I get to meet tons of cool people in my travels, you’d probably get along well with a lot of them.”

 “Introduce me sometime then!” Sadao beamed.

 “Heh, it’s a deal.” Dragonous smiled back.

 --

 -7th Branch Days-

 “Hayashi-kun!” Junpei called out. “Did you get that paperwork that Gekkougahara-san sent to us…? It should have arrived by now.” Neku put a finger to his lips and thought for a few seconds.

 “I think Kamisaka left with Richard to get the paperwork. They said they had to take care of something anyways, they should be back soon.” Neku shrugged. “I guess you and I are just gonna have to play the waiting game until they decide to come back.”

 “I have a bad feeling about this though…” Junpei pinched the bridge of his nose. “Something about Richard-kun and Ka-chan being near each other for that amount of time makes me concerned for my mental wellbeing…”

 “Yo-chan~!” The familiar voice came from the doors of the 7th branch, Richard and Orochi walking back into the offices. “We’ve brought what you need.” The decipherer started to walk over to him. There was a worrying grin on his face as he got closer to Junpei. Oh boy.

 “What are you so happy ab…out…” Junpei’s voice slowed down as Orochi’s full figure came into view. Whilst he was still wearing his usual t-shirt and trench coat, the glaring difference in this outfit…were the denim short-shorts, completely exposing his legs. “…what the actual fuck are you wearing?”

 “Do you like them?” Orochi winked “Or maybe you need to see them from a better angle~” He leaned over Junpei, bringing his face to the same level as the blond. “They were Richard-kun’s idea. He said you were the type of guy that liked it when guys showed off more skin.”

 “Wh-what?!” Junpei’s face flushed. “Wh…wh-why would he think that?!”

 “Isn’t it obvious…?” Richard smiled. “You’re one of the easiest to read, silly!”

 “Well…?” Orochi leaned closer. “Is he right, or would you rather not answer that in front of everyone…?” Junpei’s face only went a deeper shade of red as Orochi inched closer.

 “I…” Junpei suddenly slapped Orochi and pushed him off. “Y-y-you seriously are an idiot! Idiot! Idiot!” Junpei cried out.

 “Ugh…we just had to get people like them, didn’t we…?” Neku sighed, resting his head on the desk. “Just my luck…”

 “Ah, now, now, dear Mr Hayashi. They aren’t bad children…I just wish to help Mr Yokozawa with his feelings, is all.” Richard glanced at the bickering pair. “Besides, having a little noise in this place isn’t a bad thing, is it…?”

 --

 -Protagonist Curse-

 “…eh…?” Ryuu blinked. “What are you…?”

 “Giving you my underwear, obviously.” Kobo frowned, acting as if this gesture was completely normal for everyone to do. “We’re really close so we gotta prove it to each other, right? Then you gotta take my underwear. It’s, like, the rules of video games.”

 “Wh-what kind of video games have you played where underwear is a reward for getting close to people?!” Ryuu cried out, still trying to wrap the fact that Kobo was trying to shove the blue and grey boxerbriefs into his possession.

 “A really good one, I should lend it to you sometime. Besides, if I’m following the rules of the game, then you fit it perfectly.” Kobo smirked. “You got the protagonist curse.”

 “P…protagonist curse…?” Ryuu tilted his head, letting out a yelp as Kobo pulled playfully on the ahoge protruding from the top of his head.

 “That thing right there is the sign of a protagonist in the series. And obviously they’re the ones collecting everyone’s underwear. So these are for you because you’re pretty much the protagonist of our class, if we go by the game’s rules.”

 “Th…that’s…insane…” Ryuu sighed. “Okanaya-kun…why don’t you and I ever just have a normal conversation for once…? Just once…?”

 “Ha! You know that ain’t happening anytime soon, Nagata!” The tour guide chuckled, shoving the underwear into the shorter male’s hands. “I’ll see you around!” He turned to leave.

 Ryuu just looked at the fabric in his grasp and sighed once again. “I guess I can’t really do anything about it…for now, I’m just gonna have to get these to my room before anyone se-“ Ryuu turned to leave, only to find Maemi, Toson, Yuuki, and Sadao behind him. “U…u-uh…th-this isn’t what it looks like…!”

 “Drat.” Toson scoffed. “Looks like Okanaya-kun beat us to it.”

 “Eh?”

 “We were going to give you ours first, but I suppose Okanaya-kun was just too fast for us. Still won’t stop us though, that I can promise.” Yuuki tipped his cap.

 “E-eh?!”

 “Oh, by the way, Nagata-kun, who are you planning on giving your underwear to?” Maemi asked.

 “EH?!!”

 --

 -Old memories-

 “So you guys all were at Hope’s Peak at the same time, right…?” Rogue asked Kyoji and Ethos ad the three, along with Daisuke, all sat at one of the tables in the lunch hall. “Anything embarrassing happen with Takai-kun whilst I was gone? Come on, you guys need to let me know about anything I missed!”

 “Ah, Kimyona-san, that’s-“

 “Aw, come on, Takai-kun, you know you can tell me anything! I won’t judge! Me, you, and Yuichiro-chan were besties back in school, remember?” The artist grinned. “Now spill it, you two.”

 “Well, this wasn’t something about Takai-kun specifically, but I do remember Oroya-kun having trouble with trying to reach some books in the library because he was so short in his first year of school. He got so flustered when Takai-kun helped him that he said ‘s-senpai’ with one of those really touched voices.” Kyoji recalled.

 “Th-that’s not true!” Ethos quickly objected. “I wasn’t flustered about it! I mean…sure, I was caught off guard that much is true…”

 “Though you were very conscious of your short stature before you hit your growth spurt. Even Ando-san was taller than you, if I remember right.” Daisuke added on.

 “When did this discussion turn to me, anyways…?” Ethos laughed a little. “But Rogue, what did you do when you left anyways…? Anything weird happen to you, other than the obvious powers…?”

 “Uh…” Rogue looked away for a second. “I…guess you could say some weird stuff happened. Like the lakeside incident…” When the three pairs of eyes looked at her curiously, she could only frown as she recalled. “When I was first trying to control my powers, I was practising by a lakebed…I was just kind of going over everything I could do, when suddenly my electricity activated and hit the water. I killed all of the fish in the waters…I didn’t mean to though! Though I suppose the fishermen didn’t mind.”

 “That was you?” Kyoji’s eyes widened. “I heard about that incident a few years ago, but to think that it was you…”

 “Yeah, I’m much better with my powers now. Which is great, by the way, because it can be hell if something goes haywire.”

 “It’s good you were able to return to us though, Kimyona-san…” Daisuke smiled softly. “Even with Okumura-kun there with me…our second year and third year just weren’t the same without your voice always leading us around.

 “Aw, Takai-kun, that’s so sweet…” Rogue’s expression slowly dropped. “I…just hope we can find Yuichiro-chan soon. It would be great if all three of us were together again…”

 “Then we’ll work together to make it happen, alright…?” Daisuke looked at his friend.

 “R-right! Let’s bring him here safely!”

 --

 -Common Ground-

 Rina and Emi sat across from each other, almost as if ready to discuss some kind of important business meeting. The two had met in Emi’s room, the lights had been dimmed, and the tension between the two was unbelievable thick.

 “…Teruteru…” Emi said.

 “….Peko-chan…” Rina nodded back to her. The two paused before letting out small giggles. “I’m so glad we do this, Chouko-san. I’m just happy we have something in common.”

 “M-me too…y-y-you’re definitely the n-nicest i-in our class…I c-c-can’t stand K-Kamisaka, honestly.” Emi chewed on her nail lightly.

 “I think he’s just a little…eccentric…” Rina scratched her head. “Though Yokozawa-kun is nice, don’t you think? And even if she’s a little strict, Watanabe-san is nice as well. She’s just a little more…intense than the others.”

 “I h-h-have trouble with int-t-tense people…W-Watanabe w-was a nightmare t-t-to live with i-in that mansion…” Emi frowned. “Th-though I a-agree about J-Junpei-san…”

 “So…do you have a plan yet for Hanamura-kun…? You must have thought of something to get him…” Rina leaned forward, awaiting her answer.

 “I-i-it’s still a w-w-work in progress…w-what about y-y-you with Peko-san…?” The music critic twisted her headphone as she asked.

 “Akane’s been helping me out a lot with trying to impress her. I’ve never liked anyone before, so this is all really new to me. I’m just nervous that I’m gonna mess things up and she’ll never want to talk to me again, I mean…she did forget me at one point.” Rina’s mood seemed to drop.

 “Th-that was b-because of the de-despairs though, not be-because of y-y-you.” Emi reminded her. “I th-think you’ll d-d-do fine, honestly. Y-you’ve got a g-good personality, and you’re c-c-c-cute.”

 “You think so…?” Rina smiled weakly, walking over to give Emi a light hug. “You’re the best, Chouko-san.” She stood up straight. “Alright…I won’t give up until Peko tells me her feelings for me! It’s all or nothing, you know?!”

 “S-s-same with m-me and Teruteru…I’ve g-got to st-step my game up, y-y’know. I w-w-want a real answer t-t-to wh-when I a-asked him out…” Emi’s eyes were full of determination. “W-we have crushes o-on o-our old uppercl-classmen. B-but we’re gonna win. We h-have to.”

 The two looked at each other and nodded confidently.

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GOT  S7E6  REVIEW  (  AS  I  WATCHED  )  BELOW  : 

*  jorah  suggesting  jon  will  have  kids  ??  with  whomst  ,,,  *  i  had  forgotten  abt  gendry  having  leeches  stuck  on  him  ,  ew  .       *  arya  talkin  abt  her  dad  n  then  accusing  sansa  of  helping  the  lannisters  kill  ned  ???  did  she  not  remember  sansa’s  screams  when  her  father  was  being  murdered  ??  the  abuse  sansa  is  taking  is  gross  .  SHE  WAS  JUST  A  CHILD  .  SHE  WAS  SCARED  OMG  ARYA  CHILL  . even  cersei  didn’t  think  goffrey  would  kill  ned  ...  the  boy  was  sick  beyond  belief  .  *  “  you  wouldn’t  have  survived  what  i’ve  gone  through  ”  nooooo sansa *  “  gingers  are  beautiful  !!  ”  “  ah  ,  dick  !!  i  like  it.  ”  “  you’re  with  brienne  of  fucking  tarth  ??  ”  I’M  DYING  .  THIS  WHOLE  CONVERSATION .  *  this  guy  with  the  eyepatch  was  brought  back  6  times  .  i  forgot  abt  this  . *  jon’s  coat  looks  like  that  denim  patch  outfit  britney  spears  &  katy  perry  wore  to  the  AMA’S  .   *  it’s  enough  to  defend  the  people  that  can’t  defend  themselves  .  what  pures  .   *  “  i  suppose  he  stares  at  u ( dany )  longingly  because  he’s  hoping  for  a  war  alliance  !! ”  “ he’s  too  little  for  me !! ”  SORRY NOT  EVERYONE  IS  6′4″ LIKE  DROGO .  *  when  have  i  lost  my  temper  ??????  lol  girl  .   *  like  u  are  losing  your  temper  as  tyrion  speaks  to  u  about  succession  .  *  ok  shots  fired  abt  dorne  &  highgarden  .  *  THIS  BLIZZARD  FUCK  .  wht  is  that  .  a  polar  bear  ??  oh  no  are  those  spoliers  coming  true  .  it’s  a  wight  bear  .  who  just  died  ??? OMG  OMG OMG .  JON  MY  BABY  NO OMG WHO IS THAT  OMG  .  FUCK  BURN  THE  BEAR .  BURNNNNNNNN  OMG  OMG  OMG  OMG  OMG  WHY  AREN”T  THEY  USING  WEAPONS  MADE  OF  DRAGON  GLASS  .  IM  SO  SAD  RN  .   *  how  did  that  sword  stay  on  fire  .  who  is  the  other  guy  that  died  im  so  confused  i  can’t  see  shit  .   *  little  finger:  “  IDK  where  she  got  that  paper  !!  ”  u  liar  u  lil  bitch  i  hate  u .  it  disgusts  me  that  he  is  that  close  to  her  .  he  betrayed  the  shit  of  of  ned  .   *  wait  what  did  peytr  just  suggest  .   *  wights  terrify  me  idc  .  if  the  wildling  who  likes  brienne  and  dick  dies  ,  im  gonna  sue  .   * HHAHAHA THEY’RE  JUST  GONNA  RUN  IN  LIKE  THAT  .  OMG  JORHA  IS  DYING  .   *  BYE BYE HO YEAH FUCK U WIGHT WALKER KING  DUDE  .   how  is  one  alive  n  the  rest  are  all  dead  idgi  .  ew  lol  he  ripped  off  its  skin  .  it’s  calling  to  its  friends  i  am  freaking  out  they  aren’t  gonna  get  away  with  this  .   *  here  they  come  fuck  me  .  u  really  gonna  send  gendry  by  himself  without  a  hammer  ????  u  really  gonna  ask  dancy  for  help  first  ???  U  REALLY  GONNA  STAND  ON  ICE  WHILE  THEY  ALL  RUN  AT  YOU  I  AM  PEEING  MYSELF  .   *  IM   HAING  A  HEART  ATTACK  *  no no no put  him  out  of  his  misery  please   nooooooooooo  ok they  all  went  down  .  OM  FUCK  THEY’RE  CORNERED  .   *  poor  gendry  running  in  the  show  he’s  never  seen  before  .  running  by  himself  when  the  sun  is  setting  .  ok  he’s  at  the  wall  fuck  .  they’re  all  just  standing  there  until  the  water  freezes  ans  this  dead  dude  is  just  biting  at  his  head  sack  .  NO  GENDRY  GET  UP  BABE  OMG  NOOOOO .  ok  thank THE  gods  pls  save  him  .   *  aw  the  nice  guy  died  :((  at  least  he  died  from  the  cold  .  and  they  get  to  burn  him  so  he  doesn’t   turn  into  a  nastie  .  *  how  many  wight  walker  kings  are  up  there  lol  FIVE ??? HAHA FUCK . *  me  ,  nodding  my  head  and  sayin  “whats  up”  to  the  wights  staring  at  the  boys  .   *  brienne  is  smart  lol  .  leave  podrick  .  sansa  stop  u  do  need  to  be  watched  .  StOp . why  do  i  feel  like  sansa  just  sent  brienne  to  her  death  .   *  ugh  the  dragons  .  babies  .  dany  what  are  u  wearing  .  ugh  tyrion  worrying  about  dany  .  :((((  i  feel  sick  i  know  some  terrible  shit  is  about  to  go  down  :(((  *  oh  fuck  is  right  the  hound  u  stupid  asshole  they  didn’t  even  notice  that  the  ground  wasn’t  still  UNFROZEN  UNTIL  U  THREW  THE  DAMNED  ROCK  U  BITCH  .   *  *heavy  breathing* omg omg omg omg omg omg omg og omg omg omg GUYS  U  NEED  FIRE  WHAT  ARE  U  DOING  .  OMG  WHY  AR  YOUR  DRAGON  GLASS WEAPONS  SO  SMALL  .  NO N NO NO NO  THE  WILDLING  .  OMG  JOHN  .  NO  NO  NO  NOT  THE  WILDLING  NO  WATIT  IS  THAT  THE  HOUND  IDK IM  NOT  OKAY  NO NO  NO NO NO  IM  SUING  .  THE  WILDING   IS  BEING  EATEN  HE’S  BEING  DRAGGED  DOWN  THANK  U  THE  HOUND  U  DID  SOMETHING  RIGHT  FUCCKKKK .   WORK  TOGETHER  BOY S  !!!!!   *  NO  WHO  JUST  DIED  .  THIS  MUSIC  IS  SO  SAD  STOP  I  AM  SO  SAD   *  IM  SHAKING  .  jon  is  looking  around  like  this  is  it  :’’’’’(    *  FUCK  YEAH  IM  CRYING  OMG  I  AM  SOBBING  DRAGONS  BITCH  DRAGONS   *  DANY  BELIEVES  HIM  NOW  .   *  I  ALREADY  KNOW  a  dragon  dies  bc  i  saw  spoilers  I  dont  wanna  watch  this  .  FUCKKKK THEY’RE  GONNA  THROW  THAT  SPEAR  .  JON  U  GOTTA  G O  JON   .  JON  .  JONNY  BOY .  JON  .  NO  .  THE  DRAGON  NOOOOOOOOOOO *  IM  SOBBING  IM  CRYING  SO  MUCH  ...............  WHICH  ONE  WAS  THAT  STOP  THIS  .  NOT  ANOTHER  ONEE  .   JORAH  JORAH  OMG  HOLD  ON  DUDE  .  JON  JON  SAVE  JON  PLS  WHAT  ABOUT  JON  .  DANY  U  LEFT  JON  .   *  JON  OMG  THANK  FUCK  .  let  it  bw  known  that  i  love  jon  snow  .  no  stop  don’t  u  turn  around  u  mother  fuckers  .  U  DEAD  ASS  MOTHER  FUCKS  .   * he’s  so  cold  my  poor  baby  :(  IS  THAT  BENJEN  .  YEAHHHHHHH  BENJEN  .   *  ugh  benjen  is  gonna  die  :(  how  much  pain  u  gotta  put  jon  snow  through  !!!!  APPARENTLY  TONS  .   *  the  dragons  are  sad  : ((  what  is  dany  waiting  for  does  she  think  jon  is  gonna  come  around  ???  :)))))  WHY  AM  I  SUDDENLY  HAPPY  THAT  DANY  CARES  ABOUT  JON  THEY’RE  AUNT  N  NEPHEW  UGH   *  she  saw  the  scars  from  when  the  north  treated  him  like  julius  ceasar  .  NOW  SHE  KNOW  HE  REALLY  DID  GET  STABBED  IN  THE  HEART  .   *  sansa  found  arya’s  faces  .  is  she  threatening  HER  OWN  FUCKIN  SISTER  .  “ MY  FACES ”  U  PSYCHO  LEAVE  SANSA  ALONE  .  *  WHY  IN  JON’S  NAM E  IS  SHE BEING  SUCH  A  FREAK  . *  this  situation  sickens  and  pains  me  to  watch  .  SHE’S  PICKING  UP  A  KNIFE  TO  THREATEN  HER  SISTER  FUCK  THIS  .  FUCK  THAT  .  WHAT  IS  .....  .......  i’m  furious  .   *  surprise  ,  it’s  dany  at  your  bedside  .  HE  IS  SAYING  SORRY  FOR  HER  DRAGON   .  THEY’RE  HOLDING  HANDS  .  HE’S  SAYING  HE  WISHES  THEY’D  NEVER  GONE  .  why  are  u  telling  jon  that  the  only  children  ...  “we’ll  do  it  together”  DANY  HE  CALLED  HER  DANY  .  HE’S  GONNA  BEND  THE  FUCKIN  KNEE  .  YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH  SHE  TAKES  HIS  HAND  BACK  FUCK  YEAH  .   *  SHE’S  CRYING  BECAUSE  SHE  TRUSTS  IN  JON  AND  HIS  PEOPLE  AND  KNOWS  HE  DIED  FOR  THEM  AND  HOW  GOOD  HE  IS  UGH  .   *  “  he’s  too  small  for  me  ”  my  ass  .   *  i  knew  this  part  was  coming  too  .  they’re  gonna  make  that  dragon  a  whight  .  WHAT  IF  the  dragon  becomes  a  wight  and  its  siblings  don’t  attack  it  ??  THIS  ISN’T  GOOD  .   *   i  need  the  next  episode  now  goodbye  .  i have  died  .  this  episode  was  so  fucking  good  .  best  show  .