#yeah idrk what they look like i guess

[britneyshakespeare]

you know at the end of the day today i was chatting w some other paras. i was a special ed para for a seventh grader today that's what i did. and the last block for them is just learning center and it's chill and it's friday and some of the kids were making pizza and no one was really doing anything or stressed or bothered so the kids and the adults just have various little shooting-the-breeze sessions although im usually not that active in these bc Im Shy, And A Substitute so i feel very out of place a lot of the time. but anyway i had never really talked much w either of the paras i was with today and we struck up a conversation about some stuff and one of them says to me "you know just so you know i LOVE your hair" and she turns to the other para and she's like "isnt it gorgeous? dont you love her hair?"

and i kinda blushed and said thank you a couple of times and looked down bc that's what i do when i receive a sincere-sounding compliment unexpectedly. and then i chatted a little more before i kinda drifted out of the conversation and opened my book and after a page or two one of them asked me about what i was reading (it's Song of the Cell: An Exploration of Medicine and the New Human by Siddhartha Mukherjee if you were wondering and i started it a few days ago). so i told them a bit about it and started chatting again on the topic of reading and i guess i was just naturally smiling and the same one who complimented my hair said "look at those dimples. i just can't w you"

[club-prideguin]

Sorry im not on as much recently yall ive been having a Time(tm) recently.. Fighting through potential burnout, the usual fatigue, and also today specifically i woke up this morning with pain in like 6 different parts of my body for no discernible reason :/

Im sure itll all pass and ill be fine(relatively) but atm thats whats going on. My bodys beating my ass rn. Just thought id let yall know whats up.

[lupinqs]

PROLOGUE ━━ Beginning of the End

☆ ━ pairing: hopkins!paige x oc (dani callan)

☆ ━ word count: 3.8K

☆ ━ warnings: small mention of homophobia, underage drinking, think that’s all idrk

☆ ━ links: my masterlist, take me to church masterlist

☆ ━ author’s note: hi!!!!! this is the prologue to my new hopkins p fic and i’m so excited cause it’s taken me so fucking long to actually get this whole fic cooked up but now it’s here and the chapters shouldn’t take too long to come out. anyways you could lowkey probably read this as a one-shot but i have so much more planned for paige and dani so if you wanna keep reading, just be prepared for lots of angst 😊

DANI CALLAN sits at the desk, curling the last remaining pieces of her hair, her irritation simmering just beneath the surface. It’s late May, and the warmth of the Minnesota summer is just beginning to set in, but the night air outside does little to soothe the sheer annoyance that has gripped the girl all day. Tonight is the last night she has with Paige before her best friend is whisked away for the summer due to her thousands of basketball obligations. And guess where they’re going?

A party.

A party. Dani fights the urge to scoff at the thought, jaw clenching.

Paige is excited, though. She’s been excited ever since her basketball buddy told her about it earlier this week, buzzing with energy. “It’ll be fun,” she said, her blue eyes shining with that infectious enthusiasm that makes Dani melt every time. “One last hurrah before I’m off to camps and Thailand and everything else.”

Dani tried to muster some enthusiasm, tried to match Paige’s smile, but she could feel her own fading before it ever really took hold. Because she doesn’t want to go to a party tonight. She doesn’t want to waste the precious few hours she and Paige have left together surrounded by a bunch of people they hardly know, shouting over music, drinking cheap alcohol, pretending to have a good time. Dani wants to be alone with Paige, have her best friend all to herself. She wants to talk. To laugh. To maybe, just maybe, get the courage to tell her what’s been weighing her shoulders down for months now.

But instead, they’re going to a party.

Dani sighs, turning the curling iron off as she catches her reflection in the mirror. Her hair falls in long, loose waves down her back, light makeup coating her face. She wears a simple tank top and jeans—nothing special. She doesn’t feel special tonight. She feels like she’s being cheated out of something, and she can’t even put her finger on what it is.

“Dani! You ready?”

Paige’s voice rings out from the hallway as she opens the door to her bedroom. Dani grabs her phone and looks up and over at Paige, who stands in the doorway with a radiant smile on her face. She’s dressed in all black—black leggings and a black long sleeve—with her favorite pair of lavender dunks on her feet. Her blonde hair’s been done up in its usual ponytail, and she’s got a little bit of mascara coating her lashes. She looks effortlessly beautiful, like she always does, and for a moment, Dani forgets all of her frustrations.

“Yeah, I’m ready,” Dani lies, forcing a smile.

“Great, c’mon,” Paige says, grinning as she takes Dani’s hand, the pair of them leaving Paige’s house through the front door.

As they walk down the street, Dani can’t help but feel a pang in her heart. She’s grown up next to Paige, and this street, this neighborhood, has been their playground for as long as she can remember. Every corner holds a memory, every crack in the sidewalk a story. And, now, with Paige leaving tomorrow, Dani feels like she’s about to lose a piece of herself. Sure, after the summer they still have the entirety of their senior year together. But after that? Nothing. Because Paige will have summer sessions and be at UConn and become a basketball star and Dani will still be here. Of course, there’s been short, hopeful conversations about Dani going to Connecticut, too, so that they can spend their college years together. But Dani knows it’s unrealistic—her dad wants her to stay in Minnesota so she’ll stay in Minnesota. And Paige will be a thousand miles away, starting a new life that doesn’t involve her childhood best friend.

“Who’s all gonna be here tonight?” Dani asks as they walk along the sidewalk, trying to start conversation.

“Oh, everyone, I think,” Paige says, bobbing her head enthusiastically. “I mean, y’know probably like the same crowd from New Years. Maybe more, since some of Luca’s college friends are back. Ion know, prolly whoever’s in a five mile radius that’s wanting free booze. I’m sure it’ll be fun.”

Dani nods and bites her lip, trying to swallow down her disappointment. “Yeah, fun,” she echoes, trying to sound convincing.

They walk in comfortable silence for a little while, Paige sometimes purposefully walking into Dani and making her stumble a little. Dani watches the blonde out of the corner of her eye, heart banging against her chest as if it’s a jail cell, forced to hold inside everything it longs to say. She wants to tell Paige that she doesn’t want to go to this party, that instead she wants to spend their night together, really together. She wants to tell Paige that the idea of losing her for three months—and then, once they graduate, for forever—has been tearing her apart inside.

But most of all, she wants to tell Paige that she loves her.

The thought has been haunting Dani for months now. It crept up on her slowly, in quiet moments and stolen glances, until now it’s become all she’s able to think about. She’s tried to push it down, tried to convince herself that it’s just a phase, just confusion. But the more she tries to ignore it, the more it seems to consume her.

Dani’s never been in love before. Sure, she’s dated boys in the past, liked them enough. But it’s never felt real, not like it does with Paige. Because Paige makes her feel alive in ways that no one else ever has. And that? That fucking scares the shit out of Dani. It scares her because she knows exactly how her dad would react if he ever found out. It scares her because she has no idea if Paige feels the same way. But most of all, it scares her because it’s not right—her liking another girl like this is wrong and it’s bad.

(Sometimes, though, it feels so right.)

And yet, tonight, with Paige leaving in the morning, Dani feels like she’s running out of time. Maybe tonight she can find the courage to say something—anything. Maybe tonight she can find the words.

(She doubts it.)

The party is already in full swing when Paige and Dani arrive. The house is packed with people, the music blaring so loud that the Callan girl can feel the bass thumping in her chest. The air is thick with the smell of alcohol, weed, and sweat, and Dani fights the urge to turn around and walk right back out the door. But Paige is already pulling her inside, their hands linked, her excitement palpable.

The pair make their way through the crowd, Paige greeting people left and right, voice loud and grin never wavering. Dani tries to keep up, tries to match her best friend’s energy—but she feels like she’s drowning in a sea of noise and bodies and it’s making her anxious.

It’s at times like these that Dani realizes just how different her and Paige are. Paige is outgoing and extroverted, a ball of energy and enthusiasm and it’s hard to ever keep her in a single place at once. She talks and talks and talks and she’s so charming she could probably make anyone fall in love with her. Dani’s the exact opposite. She’s introverted, preferring a small circle over a large one. She’s more withdrawn and quiet, and likes to listen instead of speak. She’s reserved and she doesn’t mind it—except when she’s at places like these.

“Hey, I’m gonna grab us some drinks,” Paige shouts over the music, leaning close to Dani’s ear.

“Okay,” the Callan girl nods, watching as the blonde disappears through the crowd.

Left alone, Dani takes a deep breath, glancing around the room. She recognizes a few faces, people from school, but none of them are close friends. None of them are Paige. She briefly talks to the boy that was her Chemistry partner for the majority of last semester, before excusing herself and gravitating towards a corner of the room, away from the chaos, where she can at least try to collect her thoughts.

As she stands there, watching the party unfold around her, Dani’s mind begins to wander. She thinks about how different things are gonna be this summer, without Paige. She thinks about the way Paige smiled at her earlier, how her touch sent shivers down Dani’s spine. She thinks about what it would be like to kiss her.

“Dani?”

She blinks, snapping out of her reverie at the sound of her name. She glances up to see Paige standing in front of her, two red solo cups in hand and a concerned expression painting her face.

“You okay?” the blonde asks, handing Dani one of the cups.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” the girl replies, taking the cup and offering a weak smile. “Just… thinking.”

Paige’s concern doesn’t waver. “You sure? You seem kinda, like… Ion know, off tonight?”

Dani hesitates, the words on the tip of her tongue. She wants to tell Paige everything. She wants to pour out her heart right there, in the middle of this stupid party, and finally let her best friend know just how much she means to her. But the words don’t come, stuck in the back of the brunette’s throat. She can’t bring herself to say them.

Instead, Dani takes a sip of her drink—some sort of vodka lemonade, she thinks—and forces herself to smile. “I’m good. Just a little overwhelmed, I guess. Big party.”

Paige studies her for a moment longer, blue eyes searching her best friend’s face for answers. Then, she seems to accept it, her grin returning as she leans in closer.

“Okay,” she agrees. “But lemme know if you need a break, yeah? We can always go out back on the swings for a bit or somethin’—just you and me.”

Just you and me. Dani’s heart skips a beat at the words, and she feel the tips of her ears beginning to redden like they always do when she’s flushed. However, before she can respond, someone calls out Paige’s name from across the room. The blonde girl glances over her shoulder, her smile widening when she catches sight of who’s beckoning her.

“Hey, I’ll be right back, okay? Don’t go anywhere,” Paige says, giving Dani’s arm a reassuring squeeze before heading off to greet some tall boy that Dani can only assume is another basketball player.

The brunette watches her best friend go, feeling a pang of disappointment settle in her chest. She’d been so close to saying something, so close to telling Paige how she really feels. But now, the moment is gone, swept away along with Paige, leaving Dani alone once again—albeit, with a drink this time.

The night wears on, and Dani tries her best to keep up with Paige’s energy, but it only seems to be getting harder and harder. Paige comes and goes, sometimes bringing Dani with her, sometimes not. She moves through the whole party, laughing and talking with everyone, her charming smile never faltering. For a while, Dani follows along with her best friend, almost like a lost puppy. It then dawns on her just how pathetic she is as she endures Paige’s conversations with basketball bro after basketball bro. Eventually, Dani can’t take it, excusing herself. As she walks away, it feels like it’s Paige slipping from her grasp, even though it was Dani that left the blonde girl’s side.

Dani finds herself in the kitchen, making herself another drink to keep busy. And then she downs it. And repeats the process. It makes things easier, more bearable.

She keeps going for far too long before a voice calling her name interrupts the ongoing process. Dani turns to see Thaliah Sommers, and, when her eyes set on the girl, her shoulders automatically relax and she breathes out a sigh of utter relief.

“Oh, thank God,” Dani whines, leaning into Thaliah and resting a head on the girl’s shoulder.

Thaliah has known Dani and Paige since the fourth grade, when the trio had to share a table for half the school year. It sparked a long-lasting friendship, and Dani and Paige would both probably tell you that other than each other, Thaliah is their best friend. And Jalen Suggs, too. Even though he goes to a different school, Paige and his basketball connection ended up becoming more genuine and the blonde had introduced the boy to Dani and Thaliah, which basically became history. The four clicked almost instantly, and they’ve been great friends since. But Dani knows Jalen isn’t here tonight—he’s out-of-state, for basketball. He won’t be back til the end of July, she’s pretty sure.

“You having fun?” Thaliah asks as she wraps a friendly arm around Dani’s side, letting the drunker girl lean on her. Dani shakes her head, pouting childishly. Thaliah chuckles a little at the sight. “Anxious?” she adds, knowing the Callan girl well.

“And disgusted,” Dani nods, watching a boy chug from a keg across the room, beer spewing around him.

Both girls laugh at the sight, and then Dani’s had enough, eyes flitting away from the scene to a different one. She wishes she would’ve kept her gaze on the boy instead. Because this is much worse.

Over, near the back door, Dani sees Paige. Paige Bueckers, clear as day, in the flesh. And she’s kissing someone. A girl. A pretty blonde girl that Dani doesn’t recognize. The sight hits Dani like a punch to the gut, knocking the wind out of her.

She stares in disbelief, her heart pounding in her chest as she watches Paige pull the girl closer, their bodies pressed together, their lips moving in perfect sync. Dani digs her fingers into the side of her solo cup, crumbling it slightly; she feels like she’s going to be sick.

“Even more so now,” Dani mumbles, referencing her last comment.

Thaliah’s eyes widen, starting, “Dani—”

But Dani won’t hear it. She won’t hear anything. Without thinking, she turns and practically bolts from the house, her drink forgotten on the counter as she pushes her way through the crowd. She needs to get out of here. She needs to breathe. She needs to get as far away from that sight as possible.

The cool night air hits her like a splash of cold water as she stumbles out onto the front lawn, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Her mind races, a jumbled mess of emotions that she can’t untangle. She feels betrayed, hurt, angry, but most of all, she feels stupid.

So fucking stupid.

Stupid for thinking that Paige could ever feel the same about her. Stupid for believing she had a chance. Stupid for letting herself become enough of a mess to not only like another girl romantically—but for that girl to be her best friend.

“Dani! Danielle, wait!”

Paige’s voice calls out from behind the girl, and Dani feels her heart lurch. She doesn’t want to stop. She doesn’t want to face Paige right now, not after what she just saw. But her feet betray her, slowing to a halt as she reaches the sidewalk.

Paige catches up to her, slightly out of breath, her expression a mix of confusion and concern. “Dan, what the hell? Why’d you just run out like that?”

Dani turns to face the basketball player, and the anger she’s been holding back finally begins to boil over. “Why do you think, Paige?” she snaps, voice trembling slightly as she tries to keep her eyes from swimming.

Paige frowns, clearly taken aback by the venom in her best friend’s words. “I don’t know!” she replies, throwing her hands up. “That’s why I’m asking! What’s going on with you tonight?”

Dani lets out a bitter laugh, shaking her head in disbelief. “What’s going on with me? What’s going on with me? You seriously don’t fucking get it, do you?”

Paige’s confusion only deepens. “No, I don’t! Dani, please, just talk to me—what happened? What’s wrong?”

Dani clenches her fists at her sides, trying to keep her voice steady. “I just watched you make out with some random girl, Paige! That’s what happened! That’s what’s wrong!”

Paige’s eyes widen with realization, her baby blues flitting across Dani’s face in almost a panic. She takes a step closer to her best friend as she quickly says, “Oh… oh, shit, Dani, I’m sorry. I didn’t think—”

“Exactly!” the Callan girl cuts her off, her voice rising. “You didn’t think! You never think! You don’t think about anyone but yourself!”

Paige recoils as if she’s been slapped, her face falling. “Dani, that’s not fair…”

“Isn’t it?” Dani shoots back, anger spilling over once more. “You didn’t even care that this was our last night together! You didn’t care that I wanted to spend it with you, just the two of us! You only cared about going to this stupid party and kissing some random girl! Like I don’t even matter to you!”

Paige’s eyes fill with tears, and she reaches out to touch her best friend’s arm, but she jerks away. “Dani, please, that’s not true. I promise you it’s not. You matter to me more than anything. I just… I don’t know what to say.”

The brunette’s anger begins to wane, instead replaced by the overwhelming sadness that’s been building inside her all night. Her eyes swim and blur as her voice softens, shaking with emotion. “Then why does it feel like I’m losing you? Why does it feel like if I don’t hold onto you as tight as possible, you’ll slip away from me?”

Paige stares at her, eyes shining with unshed tears. For a long moment, neither of them say anything. The only sound is the distant hum of the party and the rustle of leaves with the breeze. Dani’s heart pounds in her chest, her pulse quickening with each second that passes.

Finally, Paige takes a deep breath and takes a step closer to Dani, her voice barely above a whisper. “You’re not losing me, Dan. I promise you, you’re not.”

Dani stares at her, vision blurred with tears, voice breaking. “Then why does it feel like I am?”

Paige stands still for a long moment, shutting her eyes tightly. When she opens them again, tears begin to spill down her cheeks. “Danielle,” she starts quietly, and Dani’s eyebrows furrow slightly at the usage of her full name. “Danielle, I have been in love with you since the sixth grade.” The statement makes the brunette’s eyes widen, jaw going slack, as her own tears finally begins to fall. “Remember when I got that concussion, at my game? You— you came to my house as soon as you found out, and you were crying at the thought of me being hurt. And I was the one that had to console you. And— and then you”—Paige sniffles and swipes a hand across her nose—“you kissed me on the head and told me that you would always take care of me. And that was when I knew. I knew that I loved you and that I could never ever really be with anyone that wasn’t my best friend, Danielle Lizzie Callan. I knew it then, and I—I know it now.”

Paige pauses, and then her voice breaks even more when she starts again, “But I’ve been so scared to tell you. I never thought you liked girls, I always thought you were straight. There was no way you could love me back, right? And I—I know how your dad feels about it all, and you know how long it took me to even tell you I liked girls because I was afraid that you felt the same way towards it that he did. And even when I found out you didn’t, I still thought that a girl being in love with you—that me being in love with you—would disgust you and you’d hate me for it. So I never said anything.”

Paige ducks her head as a sob cuts through her throat. Dani takes a step closer, reaching up to cup her best friend’s face in her hands.

“I don’t hate you, Paige. I could never hate you,” she tells the blonde sincerely, keeping her voice even. “And I could never hate you, because I’m in love with you, too.”

Before Paige can say anything, Dani leans in and presses her lips to the blonde’s. The kiss is soft at first, tentative, as if they’re both waiting for the other to pull away. Even if Dani feels her cross necklace begin to burn into her skin, she can’t stop. She won’t.

All the anger, all the hurt, all the confusion seems to melt away in that moment, leaving only the overwhelming relief of finally, finally knowing that Paige feels the same way. Dani keeps on kissing her, hands slipping from her cheeks to the nape of her neck as Paige’s hands find their way to Dani’s waist.

It isn’t perfect. It’s messy, and frantic, and a little sloppy, but it’s real. And it’s them.

When they finally pull apart, both of them are breathing hard, their foreheads resting together as they try to catch their breath. Dani feels like she’s floating, feels like she’s dreaming, and she doesn’t ever want to wake up.

“I love you,” Paige whispers. “I’m sorry it took me so long to say it.”

Dani feels her heart swell up with so much happiness it might just burst. “I love you, too, P. So much.”

They don’t go back to the party. Instead, they go to Dani’s house, where they planned to have a sleepover anyways. The walk is short, and they do it hand-in-hand, swaying a little and giggling a lot. When they get to Dani’s porch and the girl begins to shuffle for her keys, Paige takes the opportunity to peck her neck from behind over and over and over again, whispering in the girl’s ear, “I love you.”

It’s so refreshing to hear Paige say it that, for a moment, Dani forgets about her keys and pulls her best friend in for another kiss on the mouth, closing her eyes and savoring it.

Eventually, they do get inside and find their way up into Dani’s bedroom. They change, and shuffle their way under the covers, bodies close, skin touching. Dani tries not to think about her father in the room beside hers, or the bible on her bedside table.

“I don’t want to leave you tomorrow,” Paige murmurs against Dani’s collarbone, sighing.

Dani’s heart slows at the thought, a deep pang, but she knows that there isn’t another option. “I don’t want you to leave either. But we’ll be okay. We’ll miss each other, but we’ll be okay.”

Paige nods, looking up and letting her eyes flit across Dani’s face as if she’s trying to memorize every detail of it. “Yeah, we will.”

(They won’t.)

[braxlrose]

BILL IS SOO FINE IM SCREAMING

YALL THE MODERN BILL FIC IS HERE!!! IM SO SO SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT :)

MODERN BILL MODERN BILL MODERN BILLLLLLLL

tw: unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it lmao), swearing, hair pulling?? oral (f!r! receiving), idrk what else

englisch isn't my first language so I hope this isn't bad, Idk if i messed up any words

"Ich hab dich so sehr vermisst.."

It was 10 PM at night and you had been invited to a wedding by some friends. It was so beautiful and elegant. There was a big dance floor, flowers everywhere and little white lights hung along the walls. The wedding ceremony itself was now over but you stayed to dance and indulge in some of the food. Everything was going amazing until you saw him. Bill.

You haven't seen him since 2011. He looked so amazing. His hair was now blonde and more wavy than it used to be and he had more facial hair. Him and Tom were both there together, but Bill didn't seem to be with anybody. Which made relief flush over you. It probably shouldn't have, considering you two broke up 3 years ago. You didn't realize how much you missed him until you saw his beautiful face.

He was over at the bar sipping a martini while Tom was off with his date. He had on a plain white button up and some black pants. His sleeves were rolled up slightly so you could see the tattoos on his hand and arms much better. You honestly looked like a stalker. You had been staring at him for at least 10 minutes now. I mean, what were you even supposed to do. Just go up to him and say hi? Yeah, that's actually exactly what you are supposed to do. Which leads to where you two are now.

Your arms were wrapped around his neck and his hands were on your waist. He was quite a bit taller than you, so your head was resting against his chest. The two of you were slow dancing to some song the band was playing. It was so relaxing and peaceful. He was so warm and you felt like you could feel every inch of him as his hands laid softly on your hips. He smelled of cedar and tea tree oil. Probably a new deodorant he got. But this was the greatest feeling in the world.

Or so you thought.

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"This is really nice.." You said to him, trying to breathe in his scent without him noticing.

"Yeah..it is. I've missed you. A lot." He said to you, rubbing his fingers in circles on your waist. What he said made you smile, big. He missed you too. Just as much as you missed him.

"I'm really sorry how everything went down when we broke up..I didn't mean for it to end-"

"Don't worry about it," He lifted your head off of his chest by holding your chin and looked down at you smiling, "I forgive you. You're one of my best friends. I could never stay mad at you forever." Tears pricked in your eyes and your bottom lip poked out a bit at his words. He was always so sweet with you..so..so..sweet.

"Oh fuck!" You rushed into the closest closet you could find and tried to compose yourself after you almost ripped your dress. Bill said he'd meet you here in just a minute. You took off your shoes and threw them in the corner and began to pull down your tights, when someone opened the door. You looked over at the opening like a deer in the headlights. Bill came walking in, chuckling a bit at your demeanor and shut the door, before pushing you against the wall of the closet.

Your lips smashed together. His lips were so soft and tasted like vodka. I guess that's the martini he had. Your thighs were rubbing together like crazy, trying to get some kind of friction when Bill tugged up your dress.

"You're so eager, baby..you want my fingers, hmm?" He teased you, rubbing two of his fingers against your pussy, collecting the wet slick down there.

"I'm the eager one? Remind me which one of us pushed me against a wa- Oh~ my....Bill..." His lips were now all over your clit, licking and sucking. You tried to hold onto a wall as Bill slipped two fingers inside of you. It felt like magic. He was so good. So good at making you feel good. He was so perfect and amazing and his tongue was sooo warm.

A couple tears fell down your cheek as he sucked harsher on your clit and finger fucked you.

"Bill..Oh my god....please.." Your eyes were practically screwed shut and your pussy kept clenching around his fingers. He looked up at you with his eyes, still licking your clit as fast as he could.

"Please what?" He muffled out. Your teeth were clenched and you began to feel a tightening in your stomach. You grabbed his head and pulled it away from your heated pussy.

"I want to cum on your dick." God, you were so filthy. You had streaks of makeup on your face from the tears and sweat was already forming on your forehead.

"Say no more, schatz.." He stood up from his knees and unbuckled his pants to pull out his cock. It was veiny, and so hard. The tip was already leaking pre-cum. You wanted to get down in front of him and suck him off till he couldn't stand anymore but you needed his cock in you, now.

He grazed his hands through your hair and tightened his grip on it, the kisses he gave you were so sloppy. Drool was everywhere and your makeup and his just smeared more and more. He took his hand out of your hair and gripped both of your thighs. You wrapped them around his waist as he thrusted his cock into you causing you to roll your eyes back. Your mouth was agape as he pounded his dick into you slow and hard. It's hard to tell if he just liked it that way or he was trying to tease you. Either way it felt amazing.

His hands roamed your body and both of your guys' breathing became heavier. He pulled your boobs out of the front of your dress and began to pinch and tweak them. He was so fucking good to you. He was so good at fucking you. You had slept with other people after you too were long broken up but nobody was as good as him. Nobody could be as good. His movements, his touch, him. He was like your other half. He was the only one who could ever make you feel the way you do. Alive. At this moment, you couldn't even remember why you two broke up in the first place. All you knew, was that you want him and only him.

He slid two fingers in your mouth as his pace quickened. You sucked on them like your life depended on it and clenched around his dick. Your eyes began to cross as you got closer and closer. His arms were wrapped around your whole body now and his face was hidden in the crook of your neck.

He bit down on your neck as you both came together. Your breathing began to level again and your arms were still wrapped around his neck. You rested your head on his shoulder as you could feel yourself slipping into your tiredness.

[themoonchildwhofell]

tongue-tied

pairing: Farleigh Start x reader

content/warnings: fluff!!, meet cute, explicit language, inoccent!reader?, idk lol

summary: it's your first day attending uni and after a few seconds of sitting down on your first class, you already have a date planned with this beautiful curly haired boy named Farleigh.

note: i suck at writing that's why these are headcannons. LMAO. the last time i wrote was in college!

its the first day of college. you got accepted at your dream university and its a full ride which was a plus.

also the first time you've been abroad, living alone and finally being independent.

it was a fall day when classes started.

you opted to wear a cute light brown cardigan and a flowy floral dress underneath. some stockings to battle the wind. but it was still pretty chilly. and your usual glasses.

you let your hair loose today. i mean you're not going on a date. you're just going to classes.

you look at the screenshot of your classes on your phone figuring out what building to go to.

when you feel a pair of eyes looking at you.

you quickly look around. trying to look like you're just lost and not at all curious.

you finally see a tall curly haired guy looking at you while smoking.

you quickly turn away from him. (he's fucking tall!!)

you don't pay him any mind. maybe you have something on your face? yeah. you have something on your face. no no you don't.

you quickly rush towards the building where your first class is and find a seat at the middle.

people start to fill the room. you were placing your bag on the bottom of the desk.

you feel the chair next to you move. but you pay no mind since you're too busy fixing your bag and getting a pen and paper. (idrk why since its your first day. it's mostly introductions.)

"hi." you hear a deep voice speak to you.

you yelp at the sudden greeting. it was the guy eyeing you at the open grounds a while ago.

"h-hi. hehe" you greet at him back. he giggles at you. your heart stops a bit. he's really cute.

"i'm farleigh. you're new here? what's your name?"

"[y/n]. yeah. it's my first day." you respond to him. smiling proudly. i mean this is oxford ffs. you should be proud.

he looks at you amused. he smiles back at you. he finds you absolutely adorable he could eat you up. but you didn't know that.

"you're cute. do you wanna hang out after?" he says.

"i-i'm wha-?" you stutter. that definitely caught you off guard. you adjust your glasses and clear your throat.

he raises his eye brows. he's looking at you anticipating an answer. "well?" he says. very impatient. but still very cute.

"okay i guess?" you squeak out an answer.

"great. im taking you out for lunch. i think that cafe outside the university is a good place to go on a date."

"a date?????" you look puzzled. shocked. and that was your first time experiencing how spontaneous Farleigh was. surprisingly, spontaneity was a recurring theme in your relationship. not that you mind.

[theosmommy1966]

Idrk where this came from.. it was just a thought and then three hours later.. here it is i guess. Snape in my head in this is Adam Driver. So yeah. Hope you like it!

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Your ears were ringing, not for the first time you were thankful to always have your own locker room. Being the only woman on a college hockey team came with a list of problems, so you were happy to have one less. The guys would just come pound on the door and be obnoxious as shit to let you know they were ready. Normally you would roll your eyes and laugh while joining them, today Pansy was pushing past Daph and Hermione to get to the door. 

Theodore being the tallest without skates on could easily see you quickly trying to braid your hair, only to start crying again as Hermione took over quickly. War was raging in him as he elbowed Mattheo who then felt the same way. They both wanted into the locker room. Both angry at whoever or whatever it is that has made you cry, but both also want to wipe your tears and comfort you. 

Pansy pulled the door shut and sighed, “Just.. I dont know.. I cant really tell you. But just take it easy on her, if shes struggling dont be dicks about it.. I dont know. This is kinda fucked.” Just as Draco went to ask what was wrong, the door flew open and you walked out gear ready besides your helmet needing clipped and you were chewing on your mouthpiece in anger. Your cheeks and eyes were red but you no longer looked sad. In the two minutes between the door opening and closing you had switched into anger. 

Anger the guys could work with. If you were mad, they could channel mad. Coach Sev could tell when your skates first hit the ice that it would be a rough game. It always amazed him how the mood of one player could set the mood for an entire team. True hockey fans could tell by the way someone skated where their mental state was. The way the team's blades sliced through the ice gave their fans goosebumps. Warm ups started as the other team hit the ice as well. Mattheo watched as your eyes followed their players, in one way he wasn't surprised. Your boyfriend was on the other team, went to a different college. What did surprise him was the way you watched for him. With a cold calculation in your eyes as you spun your stick in your hands, still chewing on your mouth guard. He needed to make sure you actually kept it in your mouth during the game. 

He was shocked, because this guy had been a rough patch in your friendship. Mattheo and Theodore hated the guy, the way he put you down but in a subtle way that you never seemed to catch. Saying how you were a good hockey player.. For a girl.. Theo was quieter in his annoyance, where Matt was not. Quiet was not a verb used to describe him.. Ever. It had caused dirty looks and small arguments, but he would never let anything come in between you. Even if it meant biting his cheek until it bled, or simply not being around when you were with him. 

As Captain he stood back watching everyone warm up, doing his own rounds while everyone stretches. Theo, his boyfriend and co captain glided up next to him looking towards you as well. They both silently watched as you and your boyfriend, Jacob, skated up to each other. They couldn't hear what was said but they could see his face. A smug smile, the kind you would give your girl right before you tell her how your teams gonna beat hers. It stayed for a few seconds, then it faltered, then it fell. “God I wish I knew what she said.” Mattheo said watching you skate backwards into line for warm ups. 

Your anger hadnt lessened at all when your eyes found Jake. Pansy had crashed in just as you were finishing up your laces, anger clear on her face before it fell into sadness. Without saying anything she shoved her phone into your hand. Your ears started ringing after the second video. The first one was Jake making out with some girl, the second was him telling his teammates how you were as shitty in bed as you were on the ice. That he was ready to be done because he wasn't getting any game changing secrets out of you anyways. 

There were a few more after that.. And pictures.. So many fucking pictures. Your heart broke so fast and so hard. The guys had been worried about this, how many times had Draco told you how stupid you were. Theo and Mattheo telling you that they just don't see why he would all of a sudden be interested in you just because of hockey. They swore you had a million better reasons to be interesting and he wasn't interested in any of them. Matt had told you that he talked shit about you, that he was constantly degrading. Blaise tried to be supportive, he wasn't rude to your face. But you knew he agreed. Enzo was the only one of your little group that told you he just wanted you to be happy. 

Just as quickly though you got mad. Mad didnt even cover it really, your skin was crawling. You thought people saying their blood was boiling was just an expression, but you could feel it. You wanted to claw at yourself to release some of this pressure. You were sweating and you knew if Hermione redid your braid one more time that you would snap at her and that wasn't fair. The chilly air hit your lungs and you drew in every bit you could. This was your happy place, where you had thrived since childhood. Sure your mom wishes you would have done figure skating, but your dad was thrilled. He never missed an opportunity to tell people about his daughter who plays hockey. 

For Jacob to insult your skills on the ice in any way was a joke. There was never a year from mites all the way to now in college where his stats were better than yours. He was just jealous, and now he would see the real hockey player in you. When his eyes connected with yours from his tunnel he smiled at you in a way that twenty minutes ago probably would have made you melt. Now all you see is condescension. It took everything for you to not just blurt it out. You let him flirt for a minute, tell you how he would make you feel better when you lost.

 Gag. 

You could feel the guys eyes on you, you knew it was time to get back. So you leaned in with a smile on your face like you were going in for a quick kiss. Just before his lips could touch yours you pulled back just a little. “Something crazy to think about.. Babe… By the end of this game.. the whole team will know you cheated on me… not only my team.. which is bad enough.” You chuckled as you pulled back enough to see his pale cheeks. “But imagine, Harry.. Ron.. Fred.. George.. Oliver.. They all love me too..” Somehow it was like Neville the sound man just knew what to play, because as soon as you pushed off to skate back to your team ‘...Ready for it. By Taylor Swift’ came on and you smiled meanly. “Good Luck.” 

You ignored your two best friends as you lined up, you ignored them again when you were waiting your turn and sent a hard puck right into the back of your soon to be exs knee. Snape hollered your name from the bench and gave you that look you hated. The guy wasnt even 10 years older than you, but he carried the authority and knowledge of an old man so whatever. Then it was time to line up, one of the guys had been hurt so you ended up in a defensemen position instead of forward where you normally were. Being one of the faster skaters and having great stick handling skills showed that was your niche. But you were tall for a girl. Standing at 5`11 without skates with a broad build that was strong but still soft in areas like the thighs so you were an ok fill in. 

Mattheo was the other first string defensemen, Draco was center, Theo and Enzo on either wing. Jacob was a first string forward, it couldn't have worked out better. You'd have to get Goyle some candy when he felt better. You were surprised at how well you were playing and keeping track of where your real target was. Mattheo kept trying to set up to be the one who would have to go after him, but you kept getting in his way. 

Everyone besides the girls gasped in surprise and shock when Jacob started to skate down the ice with the puck only to be roughly checked into the glass by you. Regulus, your kinda uncle, who was a few years older than you, was one of the refs. He came over to escort you to the penalty box when you whispered a quick low down on what he had done. Reggie nodded then winked when he closed the door to the penalty box. Just a moment later, Reggies friend Barty, the other ref knocked on the glass and winked. 

They both knew you were getting ejected from the game. That you were coming out of the box swinging. You had started to calm down just a tad bit. The cold air and the physical exertion are starting to help. That is until you hear a high pitched voice scream Jacob's name. When you turn your eyes lock with one of the girls from the videos. The girl from last night at his house party. The one you didn't go to for obvious reasons. When she did her little finger wave and smirked everything went fuzzy.

 The outsides of your vision was blurry as your eyes watched the clock and the ice. You just prayed Jacob was out when your time was up. Your ears were ringing as Jacob was called off the bench, 3 seconds left. The attendant, an older gentleman who worked with the athletics department chuckled as he prepped to open the door. He had seen this many times, sure never from this perspective, but he had daughters and he knew how they would react.

“Go get him a tiger.” 

You didn't even know where the puck was when your blade cut through the first slice of ice. You knew Mattheo was on the bench and Theodore was on the other side of the ice. Maybe ten strong strides across the arena. 6 before you dropped your stick. 3 before your gloves are off. 1 before your fist connected with his jaw. As you grabbed his jersey and used what every bit of strength you had to slam him back into the glass. In his shock he didn't realize that he was falling and you were swinging again.  

In another moment of perfect coincidence, you're right in front of your family's seats. Theodore Sr, Lucius, and your father are all standing up and cheering while banging their fists on the glass. Your mother has her mouth covered with her hands while Bellatrix and Cissy stand on their seats leaning to hold onto shoulders and watch. You hear someone come up behind you, you know its not a ref but they never even get the chance to grab at you. Theos flies past you and slams someone from the other team into the ice. 

Now you can hear Snape screaming curse words at you all as the bench clears. Reggie and Barty are both standing off to the side, eyes wide in pretend shock as they pretend to decide who's going where. Your mind momentarily slips away from beating Jacobs face in, but it snaps back into perfect clarity when his glove connects with the bottom of your jaw. You lose your grip in shock, which in some way is stupid. When you fall backwards and your helmet connects with the ice, the stadium falls silent. This had been the moment the entire college hockey league had been waiting for. How would it be handled, because while you were a woman, you had joined the team, and started the fight. 

In the silence, from the other team's bench, you hear Coach Black's voice. “KICK HIS ASS L/N!” More gasps followed as Neville changed the big screens to a video of Jacob saying you were a shitty player. Jacob tried to scramble up as half of his own teams heads snapped to him. Needless he knew now that he wasnt leaving the ice without getting his ass beat at least once more. Looking up towards the reporters box you could see Ginny and Neville leaning out and cheering for you. 

Alot of people were going to be getting in trouble after this game, but it didnt seem like anyone cared. It was a perfect moment of unity and unsportsmanlike conduct as people took their turns with Jacob before Regulus and Barty decided they would lose their jobs if they let it go any longer. While both teams skated off the guys all cheered for you and gave you pats on your back. Theo and Matt walked you to your locker room, you could tell they both wanted to say something. 

Matt looked like he was constipated, the look he only got when he was trying to figure out how to talk about his feelings. He wanted to tell you to stop looking for someone who would love you more than him and Theo did. That there would never be two people who cared more, or knew you better than they did. That they knew it was unconventional and that people would talk, but they wanted to be with you. They couldn't go without you anymore. 

Just as you whisper his name his brain short circuits and when it starts working again his lips are already on yours. His hands holding your cheeks as he memorizes how your lips feel just in case he never gets to do this again. When he pulls back he almost doesn't want to open his eyes, scared of what he will see. But all he sees is awe and confusion as you look from him to your other best friend.. His boyfriend.. Who you now think he just cheated on, right in front of.. 

Shit.

[a-998h]

Heyyy I’m here to bother youuuuuuh😊

Anyway, I don’t know if you’ve seen the ask yet about certain characters ages and {Reader} calling them old and stuff, but if you do that request I would like to add smth and reacting to their ages, I would recommend reading that one first then this one

Basically when the readers like “You’re still gon’ be here even when I die” and then they just smile and joke about it- just go check out the request I sent lol-

But what if {Reader} figured out some of the characters were ‘puppets’ and they were like “Why are you being a coward? Just show your true self!”

Because wanderer is like a puppet right? But I don’t know if it’s the same situation as EI

Also another scenario where some of the characters try to pick up {Reader} and they just can’t (magic mfs)

But reader can easily like lift up ZHONGLI- Or maybe to some sassy characters liek Wanderer(if he’s sassy idk) or like Tighnari (same goes for him, idrk)

And another thing, {Reader} would ABSOLUTELY judge the crap outta some all the characters clothing choices- especially the ones that fight

So they’ll like go up to Itto and be like “Where’s the rest of your shirt?” And if he says something egotistical/ or compliments himself (If that’s what his character is even like💀 If not just choose another character I guess) and {Reader} would respond with “Yeah well you ego seems way bigger than your build”

Or for like EI they would be like “Why doesn’t the kimono cover the some of your chest?” Or for Xiao they would be like “Do you even have a shirt on or is it see through-“ and for Zhongli it would be “How can you even fight in a suit? It looks so tight and uncomfortable, and what’s the point of the bottom part of your suit being shredded? (The part where his suit splits into parts at the end) and basically every other character who fights yet their outfits are completely unpractical

And {Reader} wears like very baggy clothing and Japanese sandals

And also how they fight is instead of using powers- they just hella skilled with like martial arts, like they’ll just swipe some characters off their feet, and like elbow some in the stomach😭 and like instead of teleporting they’re just so fast and they jump off trees like a crazy lil shit-

And this is also really random, but imagine the characters are playing hide-n-seek with {Reader} and no one could find them until EI looks up and SOMEHOW {READER} MANAGED TO CLING TO THE CEILING (IN LIKE A SPIDERMAN POSITION TOO-) AND THEYRE JUST LIKE- “You guys suck at Hide-n-seek”

Anyway if you could combine this request with the other one where it talks more about certain characters ages and like how reader reacted to it and stuff, taht would be greatttttt🙃🙃🙃

Hope you have a good dayyyy!

-🍉Anon

okay let's break this down. 🍉 Anon, I love your enthusiasm but please calm down a bit, one idea at a time.

You become a fashion critic to them. I love the character designs but jesus christ , some of them are so impractical. You offer them advice on how to make their outfits more practical and whether or not they listen to you is not your problem. Your constantly begging Itto to put on a shirt. You're just confused by the whole boob sword open chest kimono thing with Ei.

They're all very proud of your skills. And while some think someone your age shouldn't need to learn this. They accept it and deal with it in their own way. Some are absolutely terrified of you. Some just think you need training and others genuinely question how you got this strong.

Ei would try and dismiss your concerns over her "true self". As time goes on if she ever decides to leave the plane of Euthymia one of the first things she'll do is look for you. Wanderer will scoff and tell you this is his true self. Then you would probably throw a few jokes. His way and your petty fighting will start all over again.

Zhongli and Tighnari are impressed by the fact that you managed to left them while no one could lift you. When lifting Wanderer... You essentially become his personal carry person until someone scolds him and takes him away from you.

In hide-and-seek no matter who you're playing with. Everyone gets really nervous when they can't find you. They check in all the typical spots. And then they find you up a tree or something. Some of the characters freak out because my precious baby is in a tree and others. Just questioned how you got up there in the first.

[gayforminatozaki]

my guesses on who in twice is a homo!!!

note: these are literally just assumptions. I'm not insisting they ARE lesbian/bi/straight I'm just saying what I think based on things I've picked up on over the years. I'll add my reasoning for each guess after. once again these are ASSUMPTIONS and not fact I could be wrong for every single member. this is all just for fun please don't bet your life on this.

nayeon: imma be real I think she's bi, some of her mannerisms/actions seem not very straight to me. I get that being touchy is common there but there's a difference between being touchy and disguising interest as being touchy. pretty sure she also said gender doesnt matter but idk what context that was in so i won't consider it fully. I'm not 100% sure but yeah I wouldn't be surprised if it was revealed she was bi.

jeongyeon: she's def interested in guys. the lack of her being interested in women makes me assume she's straight. I think that ppl just started calling her gay bc she has a short hairstyle when debuting and bc a lot of women like her.

momo: straight/bi. I think it may be like jeongyeon where a lot of women like her so the homo-ness kinda translates over to momo herself, but also she seems to rlly be into certain actresses. I have other reasons but idk if they're true/too risky to decide rn + i can't think of anything rn. but ya I have a small hunch that she COULD be bi.

sana: I am a genuine believer that sana is, in fact, gay. during twice private life ep.7 from 2016 you can see sana's boredom. she barely talked at all which is very unusual. when she did it was usually very basic stereotypical stuff (e.g. saying her ideal date would be "going on a walk, riding a bike..." it seemed like she was just throwing out ideas from her tone. she also never brought up her hypothetical "boyfriend" during the activites while other members such as jeongyeon did). I wrote a lot so a few honourable mentions: fan of soljiwan, "when I watch tv I'm more attracted to the women", her old twitter account, "more female fans want to marry me" (projection), I can't think of anything else rn.

oh yea and the reason I don't think she's interested in/dating dex is bc if you actually watch the latest interview, it seems like dex hasn't gotten at all less nervous. they don't seem to be dating. dex just seems like a fanboy. he says so himself in the giselle interview that he thinks that if he contacted her he doesn't think she'll respond. I think sana in the dex interview was just taking the opportunity to flirt with a guy who was very clearly into her for entertainment purposes and my god I wrote a lot can you tell i made this whole post for sana ok next person

jihyo: straight. idrk what more to add just use your head

mina: her charming aura messes with my senses and may I just say I have no idea. she checks out girls a lot more than usual but?? idk that's too vague to determine. momo does the same. during the private life she was also quiet and didn't talk, but didn't seem bored out of her mind like sana. that could just be her quiet nature tho. idk if anyone has any reasons for anything lmk. but for now I'll say: undecided.

dahyun: straight.

chaeyoung: bi. she 100% likes girls let's not kid ourselves. the flirting/changing lyrics to female pronouns/singing born this way/etc- and honestly? take this with a grain of salt but I genuinely do think that she might've had a crush on mina a few years back- then it faded but the michaeng ship didn't. everything after a certain point in time is fanservice. idk this is all speculation, I'm basing it off when she did those "gay" things. but I also think she liked guys since she mentioned how timothee chalamet was her type ("guys who look sick") which we can uhh clearly see in zion.t. she was also really into the twice private life (keep in mind it was during 2016- less media training and before michaeng) and actively talked and participated during the choosing a bf game (idk what else to call it lol). anyways yeah that's why I knew she was a boyliker shoutout to me for calling it.

tzuyu: straight. she's had a crush on a guy before and shows no interest in women you know what that means!

[thee-great-enigma]

not a request but... kaeya in a corset. kae in a nice fancy corset that's all delicate laces and tight silks, flush against his pretty form. I'm DEAD he's so hot auhhhh. that's all I can think about... just thought I'd put that image in ur head ❤️

ps I do a little dance when I see a notif w your username in my activity cuz ur comments n writings r so good auuu hope u have a great day/night💫💫

Oh my gosh tysm. Kaeya is way too damn pretty for his own good I swear. I'd like to thank you for this image, I'll keep it in my Kaeya filing cabinet forever. He's so pretty I can't even 😩 😩 😩 😩 😩 Also, you have no idea how awesome you just made me feel reading this. This is my first ask, plus I really really look up to you because you're writing is so good. Like I've read your mahogany series (mainly the Kaeya one) again and again. You're literally like the best 💙💙💙

Not a request but I'm gonna write for it anyway bc you deserve it ^μ^

Pairing: Kaeya Alberich x male reader

Summery: Kaeya wears a fancy lacey corset and reader gets a little too horny (there will be a part 2 for the smut, I've just gotta work out some stuff)

POV: 2nd person (you, yours, yourself)

Notes: Reader is male and referred to as (?), gonna do a part 2 for this of the actual smut, kind of rushed?

Warnings: •⚠️⚠️⚠️• uhhhhh horniness ×10, pretty Kae, simping behavior, ripped clothing, idk if this counts but corset horniness, male genitalia mentioned a little bit, uh Idrk, if I missed any let me know 😗

Leave the corset on.

You fiddled with one of the calla lilies in the bouquet. He was taking an awfully long time.

See, a few hours ago, you'd decided to actually go to the windblume festival this year with someone you really liked. Kaeya Alberich. You knew he probably had a bunch of people in Monstadt drooling over him, which is why you wanted to ask him as soon as possible. So you'd invited him out to Windrise and told him you needed to tell him something really important. He'd chuckled and given you a knowing look as if he could already guess what you wanted to ask. But you'd rushed off before he could do anything but nod.

"Sorry (?), I got a bit held up with the Acting Grand Master." Said the familiar, silky voice of Monstadt's Cavalry Captain, and Monstadt's most beautiful man. Monstadt's most beautiful man who'd clipped his little longer portion of hair into a high ponytail and combed his bangs back a bit to accentuate his face. His pretty little face. Which currently had a slight bit of shimmering highlighter on his defined cheekbones, a few beads of sweat on his forehead, and bright blue eyeliner forming a small wing at the corner of his narrow, bright eye.

"No troubles. Oh here, this is for you. Sorry I may have picked at the petals a bit." You said with a shy giggle, handing him the small bouquet of calla lilies. As he smiled and grabbed it, you noticed something. A corset. Kaeya already had a slim waist, he didn't need a corset, but he looked so good wearing one. It was navy blue and lacey, satin trim. It hugged his petite figure perfectly and made his chest look delicious delightful.

"—llo? Hello? World to (?). Anybody in there?" You hadn't even heard what Kaeya had said a few seconds prior. The only reason you noticed he was speaking was because he got close to your face and gently grabbed your chin, making you look at his face instead of his perfect little hips that looked like they'd fit wonderfully into the palms of your hands.

"Oh! Oh uh....yeah sorry. Guess I got distracted. What were you saying?" You questioned, giving a nervous chuckle and rubbing the back of your neck, trying to stand in a way that his the growing bulge in your pants. You couldn't fathom how horny you had to be to get hard just seeing Kaeya in a corset. You felt a little ashamed.

"I asked what you wanted to talk about. You didn't bring me here just to give me a bouquet did you? Not that I'd mind, since I got to see you even if for just a fleeting moment." Kaeya gave a sly chuckle, a hint of knowingness behind that fake innocence in his gaze.

He was teasing. And it was working.

"Oh—I uh...I just um..." Fuck fuck fuck. You'd rehearsed this in the mirror, written it down in a notebook a million times like a script, contemplated writing it on your hand, you'd even practiced it while walking to the big tree. So why couldn't you get it out now? "I just w– wanted to know if you'd like um...to go to the Windblume festival with me. I mean, I'd understand if you're already going with someone, or i– if you just didn't want to go or um—" "I'd love to."

It took you a second to register Kaeyas words, standing dumbfounded. "W– What?" "I'd love to go to the Windblume festival with you, (?)." You had to conceal every reaction that threatened to leak out of you right then and there. And that bastard was just smiling innocently, looking all polite and pretty. You played it off with a chuckle, holding both hands in front of the increasingly tightening tent in your pants, trying to hide it. You couldn't get the images out of your head, images of him—

"(?)? You look nervous. Is something wrong?"

"What? Uh n—" You wanted to say no. But something was very much wrong. The problem was that he wasn't sitting naked underneath you with a fucked out expression on his face, your cock buried deep inside him. That's what was wrong. "Actually. Yeah."

"Oh? Well I'd be happy to help with anything."

"Anything?"

"Of course, dear (?)."

"Then sit on that root, take off your clothes and spread your pretty little legs. Oh and uh....leave the corset on."

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Reader rn. Also thanks @silkval for this amazing idea. Like I truly look up to you man/girl/non-binary pal. I legit like did a happy little yell I'm so glad no body heard me, I sounded like a five year old who just found a bunch of candy

[number1mingyustan]

Frosting ☾ ♡

bf!beomgyu x fem!reader

Genre: established relationship, smut, fluff

Warnings: food play? ish idrk, oral (f.), multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, creampie, spanking

Summary: Things get messy in the kitchen

Word Count: 1.4k

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(a/n: still waiting for the day I proofread lmao)

“Beomgyu not that much!” you scold your boyfriend.

He stops his movements, looking you in your eyes with a pout. He looks like a deer caught in headlines, eyes wife and lips pouted.

“The recipe only asks for one cup of sugar,” you tell him as you reach across his body. He lets go of the container, allowing you to take it. He pouts again.

“How about I finish the icing and you check if the cake is done cooling?” you offer.

You watch as his eyes light up with excitement. You finish mixing the frosting as Beomgyu checks on the cake. He walks back over, sliding up and sitting onto the counter next to you.

“Wasn’t finished,” he says, watching you with admiration. His feet swing as they hang off the counter. “Was still a little warm in the middle.”

“Hmm,” you acknowledge, wiping your hands off. “Guess we’ll have to find something to do in the meantime.”

You turn around, placing your napkin into the trash can before walking back over to the counter. You find Beomgyu looking guiltily again with his pointer finger in his mouth.

“Did you just eat some of the frosting?” you question.

He doesn’t respond immediately, simply staring at you as though he got caught doing the worst crime in the world.

“Beomgyu!” you exclaim.

He takes his finger out his mouth before sliding off the counter. He wraps his arms around your protectively. “I’m sorry baby,” he pouts again. “It’s just so yummy i couldn’t resist.”

“But we need as much-“ he interrupts you with a kiss on the lips. His actions take you off guard, but your respond to the kiss quickly. You allow your lips to move against his, completely melting into his touch after your eyes fall shut.

He pulls back slowly, keeping your lips inches away from one another. Both of your eyes flutter open, and you see him staring back at you with a goofy grin.

His thumb swipes across your nose, leaving some frosting on the tip. You push him away playfully. “You got frosting all over me!”

He giggles. “So what if I did?” he teases.

You quickly collect some of the buttercream on your finger, swiping it across his cheek.

He scoffs playfully, returning the favor and swiping more frosting on your opposite cheek. The two of you giggle playfully, continuing to spread frosting across each other’s faces.

He delivers the last bit of frosting across your lips. He leans in closer to you, taller figure hovering above yours.

“We should clean ourselves up don’t you think?” you ask, looking up at him.

“Yeah,” he licks his lips. “We should.”

He closes the gap between your faces, connecting your lips once again. The sweetness spreads across both your lips. The sugary frosting mixes with his taste, causing you to deepen the kiss.

Your back touches the counter as he leans into the kiss. You instinctively arch your back, eliciting a moan into his lips.

Your tongue meets his, continuing to spread the sweetness across your taste buds. You feel his hands travel up your bare thighs. He fingers hook into the waist band of your shorts before sliding them down. You lift your legs, allowing them to drop to the floor. Your panties are the next the follow.

He finally breaks the kiss, moving his lips between your parted thighs. He leaves soft wet kisses along your inner thighs, lips getting dangerously close to your heat. He pulls up your oversized hoodie.

He looks up at you with half lidded eyes. “Can I taste you baby?”

You whimper out a yes, giving him all the permission he needs to dive in between your legs. Your hands instinctively fly to his hair. You gasp and pull and the dyed strands as he devours you.

He grips your life tightly, opening them more to give him better access. He licks a long stripe along your slit, the tip of his tongue brushing again your clit.

“Oh fuck,” you moan, arching your back against the cold countertop.

His tongue attaches to your clit, sucking harshly on your sensitive bud. You tug harder at his hair, causing him to groan against your pussy. It sends vibrations through your body, causing you to lose your balance.

He reacts quickly, holding you up by your legs and continuing to use his tongue to work wonders on you. You’re panting his name breathlessly as you feel yourself growing closer and closer to your high.

“Hah-“ you gasp. “Gonna cum-fuck I’m gonna cum!” you exclaim.

Your orgasm courses through your body as you cry out. Your legs shake as the blissful feeling takes over. You grip Beomgyu’s hair tighter to keep yourself stable, but he continues to use his tongue along your sensitive spot.

You grind into his tongue as your ride out the last few moments of your orgasm. However, Beomgyu doesn’t stop once you’ve come down from your high. You gasp, pushing his head away as you start to feel the effects of overstimulation.

He unlatched his tongue, looking up at you with another goofy grin. His face his shiny and he licks his lips.

He stands up to his feet, griping your waist to keep you stable as your legs shake. He holds your body close, pressing his bulge against your pelvis. “You taste so sweet baby.”

You almost folded right then and there.

He pulls you in for another kiss. Your hands graze over his sweatpants, rubbing his hard cock through the material. There’s already a faint wet patch seeping through the material.

He suddenly grabs your entire body, turning you around so your ass is pressed against his cock. He pulls up your hoodie enough to expose your lower back before pulling down his sweatpants. His cock springs up and he pushes it inside of you without warning.

“Oh fuck!” you cry out, arching your back against him.

His hands grip your waist as he fucks into you roughly. You’re wet enough that he slips in and out with ease. You feel every inch of your walls stretching open for him.

Each thrust causes your body to jerk toward the counter. His deep groans fill your ears every time he bottoms out inside of you. His nails dig into your sides.

“Fuck you’re so tight,” he moans into your ear.

His hips push into your ass, causing a clapping sound to reverberate through the spacious kitchen. Your head falls back, nestling your neck into his.

His hand slides up the front of your hoodie, capturing one of your breasts in his hand. He squeezes your tit, causing you to arch more into his touch. You hear him groan a “ah shit” behind you.

His other hand is still digging into your hip, sure to leave scratch marks behind.

“Gonna cum again baby,” you warn him.

You feel your legs starting to turn to jello as he fucks you thoroughly. He places a harsh slap on your ass with the hand that was previously on your hip.

“Then fucking cum,” he groans.

It only takes a few seconds for you to fall apart. You cum around his cock, body nearly dropping to the ground when your legs give out. Beomgyu catches you, holding your body up before his cock slips out of you.

He holds you up, continuing to fuck you through your orgasm. You cry out at the familiar blissful feeling takes over again. Your legs are still shaky, so he pushes your body closer to the counter for support.

His hips push against your ass more erratically, indicating that his orgasm is close. A few more thrusts and he’s spilling his load into you. He lets out a long groan, squeezing harder on your breast cupped in his hand.

You feel his cock pulse as he fills you with his cum. His hot breath fans against your shoulder as he pants. His body holds yours still, as he takes a moment to collect himself.

Once he does, he pulls out slowly. You both cringe at the loss of warmth.

He licks his lips before redressing both himself and your.

He gives you a sly smirk and presses another soft kiss on your lips.

“Think the cake is done cooling now,” he licks his lips again. “We can frost it now yeah?”

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© number1mingyustan - Do not repost without permission.

[antoncore]

oh yeah i guess nascar is an american thing? it’s.. different but still racing, idrk know what it is either so i wouldn’t rly know how to describe it…

but… thinking about anton and how he’s been so much more confident lately and imagining him growing more comfortable with teasing u while you’re having sex🤭🤭 you’ve been so used to him being so soft n gentle with you, kissing ur neck and running his hands all over ur body, always so sweet with you, holding u like he’s afraid hes going to hurt you but now that he knows u can take it, he gets a little rougher with u but he’s always looking out for you in the end, if he makes you ride his thigh, he coos and wipes ur tears away with his large hands, telling you it’s okay, you can cum, make a mess on his jeans and he’ll fuck you so good... spending more time marking you up, leaving hickies in visible spots on your neck down to your breasts, playing with ur nipples and sucking on them until you start to whine about how you just want him to fuck you but he says “you’re so pretty, darling, can’t i just take my time with you?” playing with your slick pussy, smearing your arousal around and being so attentive to the way your hole flutters at his ministrations and the way your body reacts to his touches, you’d feel like you’re losing your mind, needing him inside of you more than anything but how can u be mad at ur sweet bf just wanting to truly worship u? this didn’t go into as much “teasing” as i intended but just like i see anton as just being the type to overstimulate u and say just wanna make u feel good :( to have u crying and clenching around him and be like sorry u just feel so good baby :(

- 🧸 anon

i’m literally screaming!!!! he would be so sweet yet kinda evil with overstimulating you :( and teasing you in his sweet voice for being all overstimulated and saying you can’t take it anymore. he would tell you to just let him do what he needs to do as he knows what you like🤭 ugh what a sweet bf who would just worship you aghhhhh

[niceboyeds]

strays (e.m.)

Eddie Munson x reader

summary: Eddie comforts and takes care of you when you get a bit drunk and sad.

contains: mentions alcohol, fluff, idrk if i’m missing anything

word count: 1060

a/n: two fics, two nights in a row. trying to clean out my WIPs so i can work on other ideas lol. shoutout to my fellow cat lovers who are allergic and just want to pet all the cats :(

taglist: let me know if you’d like to be added!

@neewtmas

nav

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you throw the van door open, giggling as you stumble out and get tangled in the seatbelt. it had been another fun game night, getting wine-drunk and laughing with all of your friends. nothing out of the ordinary for the older half of your friend group, you all tried to hang out without the teens as often as scheduling allowed.

“Jesus Christ, be careful!” Eddie scolds, unwrapping your arm from the seatbelt and holding onto your arm while the two of you walk around to the stairs leading up to the trailer.

“oh my god! look baby!!” you smack him in the chest, certainly harder than you meant to, and start wiggling from his grasp. a young cat prowling across the trailer park catches your eye, peaking out of the shadows near where you’re walking. you immediately crouch down once Eddie’s hand releases you.

“here kitty kitty!” you call out to it softly, holding out your hand and wiggling your fingers towards her. she saunters over and purrs as your fingertips gently graze her head. “oh hello cutie.”

“leave the cat alone.”

“she wants pets.”

“you’re allergic!”

“and she still wants pets!” you argue again, opening your arms up to scoop in your new friend just as you're hoisted up and thrown over your boyfriend’s shoulder, his arms holding onto you by the back of your thighs.

“hey!! you're no fun!” you whine, holding your hands against your cheeks and squishing them.

“yeah, I know.” he sighs while carrying you inside. “don't touch your face.”

“oops.” you remove your hands quickly but he only groans in response, bringing you to the bathroom and sitting you on the counter.

he quickly grabs your wrists before you rub your eyes, knowing you were about to. sometimes it feels like he knows you too well. “don’t do that.” he scolds again.

“you're grumpy.”

“no i’m not.” he tries his best to smile but you can tell he’s annoyed with you. he runs a washcloth under the sink and wrings it out, leaving it warm and damp as he wipes it gently on your face.

“it’s just not fair.” you pout at him when he’s finished, putting soap in your hands and making you scrub them under the water. “I just want to pet them all.”

“I know. but when you pet them you get itchy and your nose gets all stuffed up. you don’t like that.”

“it’s worth it.”

“you think so?”

“mhm. I would adopt all of them.”

“why’s that?”

“well, ‘cause they need a home too. it’s sad that they’re all alone and scared and hungry.” you can feel the tears in your eyes, feeling heartbroken about all the possible stray animals running around for who knows how long on their own. “and in the wintertime i’m sure they’re cold…”

“oh baby… it’s okay.” his arms wrap around you and you lean into his shoulder, trying to dry the few tears that slipped out.

“i’m sorry.” you sigh, fully aware you likely ruined the evening.

“why?” he pulls you away from him, wanting to see your face while talking to you.

“because we were having fun and I made it all sad.”

“never apologize for having feelings.”

“what about-”

“never. I mean it.” though his words are firm, his tone his gentle.

“okay, thank you.” you pucker your lips to imply you want a kiss and he happily obliges, bringing smiles to both of your faces.

“are you ready for bed?”

“hmm… sure, but you have to carry me.”

“do I now?”

“I mean, I guess you don't have to. but I might just cry again.”

“oh no! we can't have that, can we m’lady?” he kisses your nose before scooping you up in his arms again.

“you spoil me.” you giggle, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“you make it easy.”

he practically tosses you on the bed, making you squeal. he digs through his clean laundry to find a shirt for you to wear, helping you strip off your own clothes.

“arms up, please.” he instructs, pulling his tee onto you but leaving it covering your face.

“heyyy!” you can’t help but laugh until he finally pulls it all the way down. you lay down once you’re clothed, waiting for him to remove his own street clothes before he joins you.

“scoot over, hun.” he laughs at you, seeing you sprawled out on the bed, taking up as much space as possible.

“fine.” you move over maybe one inch before he wiggles his fingers to signify he’s about to tickle you. “no no no!” you immediately roll over, giving him more than enough room to lay next to you.

“always works.” he teases, bringing out a huff from you before you move to practically lay on top of him.

he switches off the lamp on the bedside table and darkness covers the room. it’s quiet for a moment but you know he’s not asleep yet by the patterns of his breathing.

“can we get a cat?”

“no.”

“but… they’re sad outside.”

“we already talked about this baby.”

“I know. it’s just not fair.” you pout again, hoping he’ll change his mind.

“it’s not, i’m sorry. but maybe one day I can get you a fish or something.” this is his attempt to compromise, but you don’t want a fish. he knows that.

“fish aren’t sitting outside in the cold all winter long.”

“you’re stubborn.”

“you’re stubborn” you mock, lowering your voice as much as possible in an attempt to sound like a grumpy old man.

“I do not sound like that.” he laughs at your joke, squeezing you playfully.

“I dunno, sounds the same to me.” you giggle as you wrap your own arms around him tighter.

“we’ll talk about it more in the morning.” he barters, hoping you’ll give in and finally get some sleep.

“m’kay. good thing I have an excellent memory.” you agree, knowing yourself that you’ll likely forget until you see another stray outside.

“yeah yeah, go to sleep silly.”

“go to sleep silly.” you mock again, yawning while doing so as his low laugh hums against your cheek. and you do fall asleep, feeling comfortable laying on your sweet boyfriend as a pillow, content and happy. but you’ll be sure to remember your conversation in the morning, he won’t win this battle that easily.

[joongbin]

Hello, I have a request. So, I managed to quit the habit of biting my lips. A habit I've had my whole life and when I tell you that it is a crIme that I have not gotten a kiss from Felix on these remarkably soft lips, IT IS A CRIME! So, I would like you to remedy this, please, If you would.

Perhaps it is almost showtime during a concert and reader bought a bogus scalped ticket. Standing in a small alley and bitching to a friend on the about over the phone. Perhaps a little ray of sunshine stumbles through the door to the venue that leads go the alley after getting lost. Perhaps he is wired due to the excitement of performing but one way or another ends up kissing reader as a consolation. Maybe afterward he even sneaks them in 😏

not the best place, but sure. - l.yb (felix)

summary › after getting absolutely scammed, a ray of sunshine is there to brighten up your day!

genre › fluff? idrk

pairings › lee yongbok x gn! reader

warnings › swearing (mainly because reader is bitching about the ticket)

a/n: hii so i made reader his friend here since i dont think felix or anyone would kiss a stranger 😭 i hope thats fine!!

𑁍𑁍𑁍. .𑁍𑁍𑁍

You bought a concert ticket from some sketchy website that you probably shouldn't have bought from, but you were heavily desperate to surprise your idol friend.

To your surprise, you were scammed. You didn't get the ticket, and it was twice the price of the original ticket that you wanted to buy. Disappointed that you came to the venue for nothing, you walked in to an alleyway and called up your friend, shoving your hands in to your hoodies pockets until she picked up.

“ what's up, (name)? Did you get the ticket? ” she said through the phone.

“ fucking hell, no I didn't! God, I knew it was a sketchy website, and I still bought from it. Ugh, I came here for nothing. ”

“ .. yeah, I mean, I tried to warn you but you were all like, 'oh but this is the only way I'm ever gonna get tickets for him'. ”

“ thanks for making me feel better, i guess. ”

Footsteps were coming closer to you. You turned to look where the source was from and .. oh.

“ (name)? You didn't tell me you were here- why aren't you inside yet? ” Felix hugged you the moment he saw you, before pulling away to ask you questions.

“ long story short, I bought tickets from a sketchy website and .. well, got scammed. ” Felix looked at you absolutely dumbfounded, before giggling and patting your back.

“ That's entirely your fault. Why did you even buy from a sketchy website? ”

“ .. I was desperate to surprise you because y'know. So- ” You rambled on and on and on about the ticket, making the blond listen to you.

“ and now I'm here. In a stinky alleyway, with my friend. ” you said. Felix patted your back with a comforting smile that could blow all those worries away. He planted a small kiss on your forehead.

“ oh? But I didn't even ask for it - ” and another kiss on your soft lips. He giggled while you were shocked, but pleased.

“ let's sneak you in, okay? ” he grabbed your hand and lead you through the back door.

𑁍𑁍𑁍. .𑁍𑁍𑁍

[itsdannysworld]

Sunkissed (Chapter 1)

unapolegetically writing this while i chill in the library looking like a hippie stripper, the long awaited Sunkissed 😌

Pairing: Danny Wagner x Reader, Jake Kiszka x Reader CW: smoking, mary j usage, cursing, idrk kissing? Summary: Don’t fuck a rockstar, and definitely don’t fall for his best friend (more angst than anything but itll get fluffier as the story goes on i promise)

enjoy-

You zipped up your boots and threw on the jacket you had discarded in the messy process of trying to have sex with the prettiest man you had ever seen. Usually you weren’t one to leave in the middle of the night after a one-night stand, but in this case you thought it would be for the best, considering you would rather die than have his brothers find out.  “You’re seriously leaving y/n?” Despite it being mumbled, you could hear the annoyance laced through his voice. “Jake you and I both know it’s for the best. What if they find out?” You started fishing around in your purse hoping to find your phone so you could call for an Uber.  “So what if they find out? They’ve probably heard us before.” This has been a sore spot between you and Jake for awhile. You had been sleeping together on and off for the last few months and you couldn’t stand the thought of other people knowing. You weren’t one to share your sex life with others, especially people you had only known for less than a year. “I don’t want anyone knowing about us being fuckbuddies. If we were dating it’d be different but for now I’d appreciate if you just left the topic alone.” “Whatever, get home safe y/n.” You rolled your eyes as you opened the door and crept down the hallway of the house they all shared. Technically they all lived separately, but when it comes to working on an album they tended to all crash at whoevers house they were at. You heard a door open and stopped in your tracks.

Shit

You looked around in the dimly lit hall, praying you could find somewhere to hide. As footsteps got closer you decided to accept your fate, praying it was either Danny or Josh, knowing you could bribe one of those two to keep quiet. “Y/n?” It was Danny. “Oh hey Danny, fancy seeing you here.” You were praying he couldn’t pick up on your awkwardness. “I didn’t know you stayed over? I did go to bed early though so I guess I just assumed you left.” He didn’t seem suspicious of anything so maybe you were going to get away with this. “Yeah, decided I wasn’t sober enough to drive home. I’m good now though, I was just on my way out.” “You better not be sneaking around with anyone” He said jokingly, and you mustered a laugh praying that it didn’t sound fake. “I wouldn’t dare.” “Want me to drive you home?”

He grabbed his keys and you both stepped out of the house into the cold night. He was insistent on driving you home and who were you to stop him? He unlocked your car and opened the door for you. He was always such a gentleman to you and you found it to be sweet. You set up your phone so your favorite playlist would play, and he backed out of the driveway. He was beautiful. You’ve noticed it before of course, but tonight he just had this glow about him. His curls fell in the right places and the way the street lights illuminated his face was almost godly.

The drive was short and quiet, both of y’all soaking up the music. It was 4am and deep down you knew that he knew why you were really at the house. He pulled into the parking lot of your apartment complex and turned the car off. “Hey y/n?” “Yeah what’s up?”  “Be careful, with Jake. I don’t want either of you getting hurt.” He said it calmly and quietly, which in a way made you even more nervous. “Do the other guys know?”  “I doubt it, I mean, I didn’t put it together till just now. I’m not mad, by the way. I know you overthink and I want to assure you that everything is ok.” For once in your life you didn’t totally know what to say. You had always wrestled with feelings on and off with the two of them and Jake was the first one who ever took interest. Part of you hated that Danny knew, but also knew out of everyone he’s the one who wouldn’t say anything. “Please keep this between us. Thanks for the ride home Danny, let me know when you get home safe.” “Will do, love you.” Y’all had always said I love you but this time was different and you couldn’t figure out why. “Love you too Dan.” You smiled.

You threw yourself on the couch and picked up your phone noticing two text messages.

Jakey: Wear something cute tomorrow, I’m taking you to breakfast @ 10

Danny-Boy: made it home, can we talk tmrw? 

You liked both messages and set an alarm for 9, but you knew you weren’t going to be able to sleep. Why would Danny want to talk to you? Did he secretly hate you? Did he think it was gross that you and his bandmate hooked up? Why did he say “Love you” weird? Your head swarmed with thoughts even though you knew none of this was a huge deal. You were the queen of overthinking

Tomorrows gonna be a long ass day

-ok so ngl I kinda hate this but I’m too lazy to edit anything or change it. i promise not all of the chapters are gonna be awfully short, but this is just a starter? im not a big slowburn person soooooo also sorry this took a month, life started kicking my ass haha-

[musical-mayhem]

ok alter intro!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

hi I'm Blu (or Checkers) and uhhhh I'm super coolio!!!!!!!! I'm like 16 or something lol oh yeah and my pronouns areeeeee he/kandi/bite/pink/neon :3

The image is mostly what I look like I guess lol idrk for sure but it SEEMS right yk

oh and also Tubbs is here!!! he's nonverbal tho so I'll do his intro for him:

Nom is a fictive of Tubbs from Neko Atsume, idrk if he even has an age, uhhh meow's pronouns areeee he/paw/meow/nom and paw is a caretaker and super cool and nice :3

feel free to interact w/ either of us :p (tho Tubbs probably won't respond in anything other than emojis or gifs)

[justsomeno1s]

Shitty translation time!

German is pretty close to English, so some things are pretty similar. Using that combined with my handful of German vocab (Thank you Duolingo) I will be pulling apart the four pictures of Peasley being Gay in German from my last reblog. Red for single words/more literal translations, Green for personal interpretations of what is meant, Blue for Something that has the right words but feels weird. Purple for trying to turn Blue from Eng back into German while matching the new sentence.

It seems Peasley's saying something along the lines of "So that's what you can do? Then I say, Pants Down..."

Was is what, Kannst is can do, du is you. Sentance structure makes it "what can you?", but since du is at the end, I believe that would make it more of a statement than a question- Closer to 'So you can do that' instead of 'So what can you do?' ("So du kannst was?" would be my best guess? idrk)

Ich is I, hose means pants (Gartenhose lit means Garden Pants- the pants that you garden in. iirc, of course), so Runter must mean down. I dont know if its a clothes/object specific 'down' or like a "just down the street" kinda meaning too?

"I mean: Hats off!"

From both pictures, there are Sag and Sagen, which I assume mean Say and Said- But I really am not sure about that.

Like, "I say/sag ich" is corrected with "will sagen".

Sagen uses Sag in it, which could indicate a connection? I.E: Write and wrote- Idk enough grammar rules >=/

Theres no 'I', so it cant be the literal 'I mean' from Eng version. Maybe a more specific correction? The same way you say 'Thank you' and 'You're welcome'- Like a matching phrase.

So maybe its something like 'I say' and 'this was meant' Or maybe I'm severely over thinking this whole thing.

ANYWAY!!

This one is v simple! I don't know "Nanu", but "Was ist mit Luigi?" is almost literally, if not actually literally, "What is with Luigi?"

Ist is is, and Mit is with- Makes that one relatively easy, thankfully "

And now into hell. (Its not that bad I just dont remember a lot of words in it ")

Wirklich is really- It looks like Peasley's saying "And really?"

Ein is one , aber is but, and from prior post Amüsantes Schätzchen is amusing sweetheart!

A bit of searching says Tölpel means idiot. (It also called translated it as Booby. Y'know, like booby trap. Hello, new insult ^^)

So, with my limited knowledge:

'And Really! An idiot, but what for an amusing sweetheart!'

If I had to, with the gayness intact, I'd write it as: "And Really! For what an idiot, but an amusing sweetheart!"

I dont fully remember, but I believe that Ein is the masculine version? Like, eine is also one, but when referring to feminine nouns. Then again, its been a year! If i'm wrong, please correct me!

So, yeah! much more innuendo-y and affectionate, but also somewhat insulting.

If I got anything wrong, please let me know! The only way to learn is to fail (unfortuantely, but truely!)