#and also shes happily taken ty

[reagomyeggo]

imogen: how many times do i have to tell you cow man, im a LESBIAN

[bunji-enthusiast]

Heya again!! <333 as per tradition, before I put an order, I want to say ty for feeding the PP fandom and I hope you're doing well <333 may whatever you're planning to write, original or fandom, be successful!

May I order a blast in the past, where the Hour of Joy hasn't started, Caretaker! Reader is yet again an employee at Playtime Co. and they happened to find out about the rejected isle and they were overwhelmed by the sheer cuteness and charm of the toys, they do kinda get why some of them were rejected but thought mostly they were fine.

For the sake of the plot, they got to keep the toys and bring them home with permission from the higher ups ( wow reader charisma 💯 ). As they're happily making their way back, Catnap noticed them carrying this unknown toy, giving it affection, and overall just showering it with love from the shadows and gets quite pouty about it. So much so that the rest of the smiling critters had to pry it out of him to tell them what he saw and oh boy, they too were quite pouty.

Dogday tries to reassure them that everything's alright and they agreed to " ask " more like interrogating the reader the next time they come in to work. When that happens, Reader is caught red-handed still giving that rejected toy their love and affection, Dogday sends the rest of the group off so he and Catnap could talk it out with Reader more privately. Ends with them getting the full story and the smiling critters getting their fair share of love and affection, especially Catnap who's by the way still pouting about the whole ordeal 😂

I really just wanna see this sleepy cat having someone else he could actually trust as a parent figure and him just getting worried that his place might be taken away by some rejected toy 🥹 ahhh I'm starting to love him more and more slowly,, the Smiling Critters are such babies and I love themmmm

Signs Of Love

Note || yesss insomnia kitty needs love, all of em need love 💕

WC || 1,931

Sypnosis || Misunderstandings occur, but as quickly as they come, they can also very much leave.

You were quite the lover of many things, having been assigned to be a caretaker when your superiors saw how well you integrated yourself into the role at your interview. They are quite fond of you and all their other caretakers, since they know you all (you and the rest of the caretakers) are the only ones able to keep all the toys and children in line. 

Though the children were mostly left to the Playcare Attendants as the caretakers were more or less focused on the toys themselves. It was without a hint of a doubt, you certainly had garnered the attention of many toys. Some who liked you, though it really was the Smiling Critters who liked you more than most.

Yet when you found out about the rejected toys, you thought it was really saddening that they were even rejected in the first place – though you understood why – you just wanted to simply take them home with you!

Deciding to try and convince a higher-up to take one home, that is exactly what you did.

“Ma’am, please look at this adorable potato!” You held up the rejected toy in your hands, clearly enough for your superior who shrunk back in surprise against her recliner chair. She let out an exasperated sigh, recollecting herself as she adjusted her position on the seat.

“I am well aware,” She begins, gesturing to the rejected toy. “But by no means are you allowed to take it home, rejected or not–it is still company property.”

You frown as you search your mind for conceivable reasoning to convince your superior, you sigh as the toy falls out of your hands, landing on your lap. “W-well, maybe I could keep it for a little while?” You jump up, your hands landing straightforwardly on her desk. “Like a-a security precaution!” 

A frown adorns her face in return to your earlier one, crossing her arms across the top of the desk as gently as she possibly could. Appearing to be searching your face for any lying or incompetence, her shoulders slump in defeat. “Very well, if you insist.”

“Keep it.”

You let out a yelp of success, almost falling backward as you did so. You grin, an exasperated noise leaving your throat as you cautiously upright yourself, as to not uproot or accidentally change her mind in turn. Your hands make their way to your superiors, shaking them to be polite. “Thank you thank you! You won’t regret this.” You smile at her, then let go of her hand as she is left in befuddlement by the actions that had just happened. 

Normally you weren’t much of an extroverted person, only conversing and confronting social situations when necessary. But you had simply felt joy bursting through your veins at the accomplishment you had achieved, to convince a superior to let you keep the rejected toy! (One of the rejected toys at least, you couldn’t do much else for the rest as much as you wanted too) Now you were making your way back, rejected toy in hand and you had a lot of affection to give it.

Too bad it wasn’t alive as much as the other toys you knew were, but at least it was alive in your own heart.

A familiar figure in the distance resting on a rooftop had taken notice of this quite easily, may it be quite the discovery they had found. CatNap couldn’t let this go unnoticed, a strange pang resided in the depths of his hollow yet dense chest. The giant cat couldn’t pinpoint the feeling he felt, not knowing what name to put to the feeling he felt so strongly, like a parasite it wouldn’t leave him alone.

He felt a strange guise of loneliness, noticing how much you began giving the unknown toy such a sudden bout of affection and hugging. Even nuzzling it as well to boot, CatNap was jealous?

How strange, CatNap wasn’t entirely familiar with the concept of emotions. Even with how certain ones could flare up at times, depending in response to the situation, whatever one he may be in. CatNap got up, stretching his finely tuned legs. CatNap wasn’t prepared for the others to pry the information out of him, trying to figure out what he saw and knew. He almost felt a little intimated, but he was… in the sense very emotional–even beneath his sleepy and quiet demeanor.

Then he could feel himself justified for the guilt of jealousy.

Well, CatNap certainly did expect the outcry, all at the same time he truly didn’t expect it either. The group, he felt rightly justified in their emotions as he had reported it to them, he too was quite in earnest – very jealous of the unknown toy. KickinChicken spoke externally with the whole of his heart, “This sucks! Why does that toy get more love than we do?”

“I wanted a hug!” Bobby cried, sitting on the floor as Crafty had patted her back, trying to gently soothe her. The colorful unicorn too was upset, yet she hid it very well. Picky had remained quiet, just stuffing her face with an apple to conceal her upset, she had big emotions and wasn’t sure on how to deal with them unlike the rest of the Smiling Critters.

Hoppy on the other hand was pounding the ground with her feet, hopping around so as to not completely create noise. She was woefully upset too as it appeared to CatNap, he hadn’t expected any of them to take this information the way they did. But they had pried it out of him, He didn't know what they were expecting to hear anyway.

CatNap’s voice came out short and strained as he made an attempt to comfort any of them, “It’s ok–” His voice fell on deaf ears, CatNap huffed a puff of red air. His tail lapping about, then overlaying to rest upon his left leg.

Bubba was muttering to himself, rapidly tapping his feet. As if his intellect could formulate a reason as to why this had happened, alas CatNap knew the elephant was simply just trying to find reason in coping with his emotion.

Believe it or not, CatNap pays very good attention to all the Smiling Critters. They are his friends after all.

“Guys!--” The group still went on, continuously upset. No means of comfort getting through to them. “GUYS.”

His visibly noticeable purple fur rustled about as he sat down, noticing that DogDay was finally back in leadership mode. CatNap didn’t know what to do to calm them all down anyway, he was pouty and upset as they were. DogDay spoke slowly, “I’ll ask Angel what’s up, maybe we just don’t understand it fully. Okay?”

The group notices, finally relenting in defeat. None of them questioned him as DogDay always had a way with words usually, he wasn’t one to go wrong as he was the leader of the group for a very good reason.

As the group clamored to find you, you weren’t that hard to find surprisingly. Mostly as you were hard to find other times, they could all easily see that you were still found with the rejected toy. Sitting back on your chair that you had found, and giving it all the affection that had made a few members quite pouty.

“Guys, let's take it easy. Me and CatNap will talk with Angel alone,” DogDay motions for them to take their leave, holding out his hands before he elaborated. “Let’s not take it personally, okay? I don’t think it’s that complicated.” 

KickinChicken sighs, as Bobby and the other few do. They all take their leave, showing that Hoppy was still there. She points at DogDay, then CatNap who was confused by the predicament. A silent gesture.

Nothing weird boys, you got that?

DogDay nods at Hoppy, who finally leaves as she hops away to rejoin the rest of the group. CatNap taps DogDay’s shoulder, gesturing that he should take the lead on this chat. His own paw comes up to pat CatNap’s, “I know bud, but let’s not overdo this.”

If the sunny leader were to be honest right about now, he too felt a pang of jealousy at the lack of affection and attention that he hadn’t received like his fellow critters. 

You were aimlessly cooing at the rejected toy, happily partaking in giving it all manners of affection (nothing weird, ahem). It certainly had a charm and adorableness too it that you couldn’t ignore, you have no idea as to why the designers and superiors had rejected this design or any other one in the reject aisle that you saw for that matter. 

Suddenly you felt a creeping chill crawl up your spine, traveling thoroughly all the ways to your shoulders and sides. 

Feeling two taps on your shoulder almost had you jolting, causing you to turn around to see CatNap and DogDay standing right behind you, albeit very menacingly from your perspective. “DogDay? E-eh CatNap?!” 

DogDay waved his hands, trying his best to reassure you, “Sorry we didn’t mean to frighten you like that Angel!” CatNap nodded along with DogDay’s words, doing his best to affirm that fact. You sigh in relief, hand very visibly held to your chest.

“So..” You straighten your posture as DogDay and CatNap came around you and sat down, to really level with you at most. “What’s up? Anything bothering you or the others?” You shrug, jabbing a questioning thumb as you spoke, directly in the general direction. They both knew what you meant, but they had more pressing matters.

DogDay let out a breath, before he spoke as to steel his nerves. CatNap deadpans, directed toward DogDay, emotional expression clearly evident despite the restriction of movement his own mouth has. “Well, we just… uh, wanted to know what was up with you.” DogDay pauses, then pointed at the toy which was unknown to him laying in your lap.

“And that.” He emphasized, wincing as he searched your face for any reaction. Suddenly what had surprised the two was how you began to laugh and giggle, waving your hand as the other clutched your stomach.

“Ah.. I’m sorry.” You shook your head, wiping your face. “Were you boys… perhaps jealous of this?” A small grin plasters on your face, with convoluted happiness as you held up the toy in question.

DogDay felt embarrassed, looking away as to not stutter or speak any words. CatNap sighed in reprieve, laying his head upon his front legs. Those actions alone had answered your question that effortlessly. “I see..” You couldn’t help but try and stifle the giggle, they were simply so adorable.

Them, jealous? It’s so cute. You really couldn’t resist their pouty moods, so you calm them down, proceeding to tell them the whole story so they didn’t have a misinformed perception of the situation.

You happily spread your loving and hugs to all the Smiling Critters and CatNap individually.

Albeit, CatNap was a little embarrassed that he had saw your situation with the rejected toy incorrectly. Feeling as if he might’ve been replaced.

You had reassured him individually as you had taken your time with each of the members, “I would never replace you CatNap! There’s always room for everyone..”

“Even you.”

You grin, booping CatNap’s nose. He recoiled back as he had the set revelation, CatNap slumped as he gave in to your very touchy movements. Feeling your hands thread throughout his fur, CatNap was content that he now knew.

He really had no reason to worry.

He truly was loved.

[om-nom-snom]

hi!! could you do some headcanons of piers, raihan, and leon in a poly relationship with reader? (either gender neutral or masc please!) like how dates with them would go or how they'd deal with the potential hate reader would get whether it be from fans or family? please and ty! <3

[Relationship Headcanons]

Piers x Raihan x Leon x gn!Reader

Once the four of you start officially dating, you all still keep it very much on the down low

Raihan will still post photos with captions calling you guys his 'favourite people' but nothing about you all being together romantically

And even if you all go as a group to Piers shows, there's minimal PDA to try and avoid people finding out

Usually just keeping to fleeting touches and knowing looks

It's not because any of the are embarrassed or ashamed of dating you or being in a poly relationship, but they're high profile people with a lot of fans so they worry about the potential reception

When you guys go on public dates it often looks more like a group of good friends all going out for dinner

Raihans arm good naturedly slung over Leon's shoulders as they talk about the Pokémon league

You and Piers trailing slightly behind, fingers brushing against each other while you chat about plans for his next show

If you guys end up going out for drinks afterwards things might get a bit rowdy but still pretty secretive

It's when you have at home dates that all the affection really come out

Leon has a huge TV and an even larger couch, so you lot often invade his apartment to have movie nights

All of you make a cuddle puddle across the couch and get comfy and settled in for a good night

Piers has his legs draped over Raihan, the dragon tamer is lying back into your lap, and you're pressed against Leon with his arm around your waist

Between the four of you, there's two bowls of popcorn and at least six packs of various sweets all being passed around

Nevermind the near constant threat of spilled drinks due to everyone always shuffling around

The first people to find out about your relationships are your families

Lord knows Leon needs a California king bed for all of you to pass out in later

Though someone usually still ends up on the floor

It's Raihan

Hop initially has a couple reservations, it's not a very common relationship set up after all, but with a little time he warms up to it all

Soon, he's all over you guys and your Pokémon trying to get top secret training tips

Marnie isn't all that interested in your relationship but she is glad her brother is happy and loved

Leon's parents aren't too phased, and they make sure you know you're always welcome to all come stay with them

They do also end up investing in a few extra air mattresses for your visits

She'll pull you aside at some point and thank you for taking care of Piers

Once the rest of the world is informed, thanks to a viral post made by Raihan, there's definitely chaos for a while

There were plenty of fans that not only supported the relationship but had also suspected some sort of romance happing behind the scenes

There were also plenty of assholes that wanted to judge your relationship

Three very eligible bachelors with cult followings were just taken off the market all at once after all

If Raihan sees anything in the comments of any posts he simply deletes and blocks

Piers tends to post his own scathing remarks in response, he has no patience for people judging things they don't understand

Leon is blissfully unaware of any online hate, but if he sees you upset then he'll wrap you up in a hug and let your other boyfriends loose in the comments

Overall, A+ boyfriends, you'll never not be feeling the love

I actually really love this request, thank you Anon! I'd happily do more content with either this relationship or other poly relationships <3

[bokutoko]

oomf...,, idk how to request but,, hoshiumi fic,, abt height difference... pleek 🥹? ty

say cheese!

character: korai hoshiumi

word count: 776

warning(s): tall!reader, fluff, summertime (it’s hot)

content: even in the unbearable summer heat, you and hoshiumi are picture-perfect. <3

a/n: hi anon!!! apologies for the late response (i’ve been vacationing before school starts back EW), and thank you for the request (i was at disney for a day so that was my inspiration)! i’ve also actually never written for hoshiumi, so i hope this is to your liking!

Disneyland lied when they said it was the happiest place on earth.

With the heat index at 41°C, you thought you were going to die from heat exhaustion. No matter how much water you drank the day prior, you felt yourself growing fainter by the minute.

“Koraiiiiii,” you whined as you walked through the park to the next ride, “can you buy me a water?”

Hoshiumi cut his eyes up at you, a playful scowl contorting his face. “This is why I told you to bring a water bottle!” He’d been so excited to come visit the park, nothing was going to stop this day—not even your slow death from the heat.

“I did, but could you get me a cold one? Please? I’m dying right now.” You put on your best puppy eyes, your lip jutting out for extra emphasis. He grimaced, trying to stay strong and look away from you.

He then sighed, knowing he lost this fight. With an overly dramatic eye roll, he walked to the nearest stand to buy you a water, grumbling, “I knew we were gonna end up spending $100 on water. I’d much rather buy a lightsaber, but noooo…” Ignoring him, you tried taking a picture of the castle, but your phone didn’t seem to do it justice. You frowned, unhappy with the pics, and quickly deleted all the ones you took.

Upon his return, you smiled at the two water bottles he held. “Thank youuu,” you sang happily with a chaste kiss to his cheek before taking a big swig from your new bottle.

“Yeah, yeah,” he said, his blush blending in with the slight sunburn on his cheeks, “Okay! Now it’s time to go ride—“

“Excuse me?”

You both turned to see a smiling cast member holding a camera, and Hoshiumi let out a quiet, exasperated sigh. He just wanted to ride some of the rides!!!

“I saw you taking a picture of the castle, would you two like a photo together in front of it?”

Your eyes lit up at the idea—you and Hoshiumi didn’t have many pictures together, so you wanted one that was special. Even though you were sweaty and overheated, you agreed, “I would love it!”

After the photographer placed you both in the best angle with the castle perfectly behind, she called, “Say cheese!” On cue, Hoshiumi flashed his winning, slightly crooked, smile that still made you giddy. His confident, yet cheeky, eyes gave him the boyish charm that you adore.

The photographer was pleased with the result, so she then added, “Now a silly one!”

Without thinking about it, you reached your arm over, resting it right on his head, as if using him as an arm rest. You looked to the camera with a shit-eating grin. An immediate half-annoyed, half-amused expression crossed Hoshiumi’s face as he met your eyes, before you both started laughing. You were the only one able to tease him about his height without any repercussions; he knew—coming from you—that it was all in good fun. His only scolds came halfheartedly when he joked, “So rude!” with a gentle push.

When the photographer showed you the photos, you noticed your eyes were closed in the silly picture when it was taken. Before you could ask for another, though, you looked at them one more time.

Upon closer examination, you noticed, unbeknownst to you at that time, how Hoshiumi looked up at you. In one specific picture, he had a cheeky smile that was full of laughter as he gazed up at you. He was taking in all your features, with the thin sheen of sweat that gave you a slight glow. Seeing the hearts in his eyes, you felt a blush creep on your face. You knew that look in his eye, the love radiating from the picture. He didn’t need to say the words, “I love you;” his eyes did it for him.

It was perfect timing—a picture captured of him falling in love with you once again.

“And how exactly can I get these pictures?”

—

Beaming at the new photos in your camera roll, your mind was completely distracted from the heat that prickled at your skin. Maybe Disneyland was the happiest place on Earth…

You were getting ready to post the pictures at the same time as you and Hoshiumi finally reached the line for your favorite ride—it would’ve been his first time riding it!

Until you heard the young attendant snicker and ask, “Ya sure you’re tall enough to ride this, kiddo?”

You just sighed when you heard Hoshiumi’s red-hot, “What did you just say?”

… It was gonna be a long day.

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[blankwashed]

Content Warnings: 18+ stuff here, ddlg (daddy dom, little girl), broken family, pretty rough sex, Toji himself should be a warning-

You let out a big sigh. It was probably the hardest or easiest essay you have ever gotten academically. It was an easy question for the rest of your classmates as they were happily writing away about their parents or guardians, thinking about the happy holidays and birthdays that they have received throughout their life.

15 minutes have passed and your paper was still blank, without even a paragraph structure. What could you write about your father? Sure, he wasn’t your actual father per se but your mother married him ever since you were a child so that counts, right?

At the age of 6, your mom kept going out on Friday nights, leaving you to be taken care of by your aunts and uncles. She would leave until it was Sunday night when she picks you up and brings you home. In the mind of a little child, you figured she went out for work purposes but in reality, she was going on dates with a special man whom you would eventually call dad.

Sometimes, she leaves you at home with food already prepared and brings him over. Of course, she would place your toys around the television and goes into the bedroom with the man. As you were innocent, you thought that they were both talking about business as your mother always looks pleased whenever she comes out of the room. A little tired, but a smile on her face.

This went on for 2 years until she came to you saying that you’ll finally have a father figure in your life. Of course, he was your father. The striking, muscular, tall man built like a soldier. Sometimes he made your heart beat faster and louder when he was around the home minding his own business. He watched you grow up into the gorgeous and pretty girl you are now. Attending teacher-parent meetings when necessary, signing documents and being your personal chauffeur whenever you and your friends wanted to go for outings to malls.

Behind all of that, you kept a deep and dark secret from everyone. Something you would not even tell your best friend or even a fly.

“Nyah! Daddy, sore from P.E. class yesterday! My teacher asked us to run laps and I think I overdid myself-“

He thrusted himself deeper into your dry pussy while his fingers were forming quick circles around your clitoris.

Sure, he filled the gap in your mom’s life when your actual dad left. But that wasn’t the only thing he was filling. Toji isn’t blind or stupid. Maybe a little out of his mind but as a man, he watched you grow up. Breasts forming, hips enlarging. It would be a lie if you say you didn’t secretly touched yourself thinking about him.

“No buts, bitch. Today was a hard day at work and the only thing that could make my day is your tight pussy. Mmm, thankfully it’s still tight,,,,,” He pushed himself deeper multiple times while playing with your clit. You were in pain due to the lack of foreplay and you remembered an idea you had in school during Arts class.

It was always something you’ve wanted to try. Running towards your school bag, rummaging through all your utensils.

Found it. A thick flowy strip of red ribbon.

“C‘mere daddy, let me decorate you before I feast on you,” smirking while tying a beautiful ribbon around his leaking hard cock. “Look daddy! It’s giving me a reward for making it look so appealing~” you said, referring to the trickles of pre-cum dripping.

Toji was about x years older than you. This wasn’t the first time he saw a chick gawking (no pun intended) at his length. Obviously that was also the way your own mother knew that he was the man for her.

“Getting creative, are we? Let daddy reward you for giving our play-time a little more effort,” he says lowly while playing with your left nipple with his tongue. His big hands always perform wonders on the rest of your body while his prize winning cock was busy elsewhere on your body.

Your moans were and are melodies to his ears. You weren’t big on being able to form sentences while getting fucked silly, however…

“Please daddy! I-I’m your little dirty slut, make me come daddy! I need it, I NEED you! Daddy…” you tried to touch your clit with your fingers but they were swatted away by his hand.

“When has it ever been about what you want, toy?” he spit on your pussy, and started to rub vigorously. It was in no way pleasurable and it hurt.

You knew he was doing this on purpose and knew that it wouldn’t get better if you kept disobeying his commands. With both your mom and Megumi away, he made you sit on the family’s dining table. Pushing away everything that could be in the way of him and you.

He pushed you down, readying himself to slurp on his wet, awaiting treasure. You were still a mess, moaning and screaming his name. “Daddy please, don’t make me wait any longer, please daddy,,,” your toes start curling and you could feel the long awaited climax reaching.

“Cumming daddy!!! Shit, I fucking love you-“ you screamed as you came while holding onto his broad shoulders. Your mind was as if it was in a different world, a world where Toji, your step-dad was yours. Where you didn’t have to hide your feelings towards him and you could touch him romantically and sexually in public.

so fucking horny for toji, are we???? (we as in me)

[krisdreaming]

One Week

Pairing: Kuroo Tetsuro x f!reader

Summary: You and Kuroo decide to spend the week leading up to your wedding sleeping apart. After all, it will make your wedding night feel that much more special, right?

WC: 2.2k

A/N: Hopefully the text message format I used makes sense 😬 This is 100% inspired by an episode of How I Met Your Mother in which Marshall and Lily do this exact thing. Tbh it's my comfort show and this is like my 5th time watching it, and when the episode came around, the fic idea hit me like a truck. ALSO there is a small reference to one of my old past fics in here, and if you get it you're a real one.

By the time you get to your best friend and maid of honor's apartment, it's late. The whole day had been spent putting together all of the favors and décor for your wedding, now only one week away. You're so exhausted you feel like you could fall asleep on your feet right here in the entryway, but she pulls you the rest of the way inside, wrestling your bag through the door after you.

"Geez!" She huffs. "Why's this so heavy? You didn't pack Tetsurou in here, did you?"

You roll your eyes. "A week is a long time! I had to pack a lot of stuff. Besides, bringing him would kind of defeat the purpose, wouldn't it?" You raise an eyebrow. This had initially been your idea, after all. You thought that spending the week before your wedding away from each other would make the night of your wedding that much more special. Since you already live together, you figured some time apart would probably do you good, anyway.

"I suppose it would," She agrees, "But I know how you two are." You narrow your eyes at her, but before you can respond, she's already tugging you toward the living room.

"I've got the sofa bed all ready for you," She announces with a proud flourish, and you feel almost like you could collapse just at the sight of it. It's full of fluffy blankets and two giant pillows, and she's even generously loaned you one of her plushies.

"It looks like heaven," You groan, stifling a yawn. "I'm wiped."

"So am I," She agrees, fighting back a yawn of her own. "Guess we'll have to save the sleepover girl talk for tomorrow night," She shrugs. "It'll be just like middle school all over again!" She loops her arm through yours, and you can't help but giggle at the thought. The two of you sure did share some wild sleepovers back in the day. "Alright," She finally says, "I'll see you in the morning."

When you're finally ready for bed, you crawl under the covers happily. You snuggle into the pillows as you cocoon into the blankets, trying not to think about how strange it is to be lying in bed all alone for once. There's no warm body wrapped around yours, and not even your cat to curl up against you. "Guess it's you and me, Mr. Unicorn," You murmur as you tug the plush into your arms, giving in easily to the exhaustion pulling on you.

The next day is busy enough at work. You're only working for the first two days this week, having taken the rest of the week off to focus on the wedding prep. Between tying up all of your loose ends at work and the mental to-do list you keep adding tasks to, the day passes with very little thought of Tetsurou. It's not until you're laying in your sofa bed that night after a movie and snacks that it starts to hit you.

You hug the unicorn plush close again, but you're very aware of the absence of your fiancé. You're so used to his arms around you at night, his nose pressed into the nape of your neck.

Maybe it's silly, but with all of the stress starting to weigh down on you, you find yourself missing the comfort of his presence much more than you'd anticipated. With a sigh, you roll onto your back and reach for your phone. Your thumbs only hover for a moment before you hit send.

I miss you

It isn't long before your screen lights up with a reply.

You literally saw me yesterday you weirdo

Is it bad that even that teasing sentence brings you some sort of strange comfort? You're just about to type a reply when another message comes through.

Which is why it's so ridiculous that I miss you too

You can't help the smile that steals across your face at that. For some reason, the knowledge that he's feeling the same things you're feeling lessens the ache a bit.

It's dumb

You feel confident in saying it, now that you have this thread of connection with him.

You said it, not me

Comes his cheeky reply, quickly followed with,

Mittens won't leave me alone. I think he thinks I murdered you and disposed of the body.

You almost chuckle aloud at that.

Poor guy, he misses me too 🥺 and honestly, his fears are valid

You curl up on your side, holding your phone close.

Uncalled for

And then

I'm about to fall sleep, so I'd better go. I'll see you later this week

You try your best to ignore the disappointment sinking in your gut.

Me too. Goodnight, I love you

His reply comes almost immediately.

I love you too. Night

It's enough to satiate you, anyway. On Friday, only four days away, you'll see him for the rehearsal. That's not really so far away. As you lay there clutching your phone, you can feel your eyes growing heavier.

The next day is just as crazy, as you give your coworkers instructions for your absence and make sure all of your projects have been submitted. After work, you go straight to dinner with your bridesmaids, and the whole evening is spent talking and laughing together.

By the time you make it back to the apartment, you should be so exhausted that you all asleep immediately. You definitely feel it, but from the moment you lay down, the hollow feeling slowly returns to your middle. You hesitate when the thought first occurs to you, but it seems reasonable enough. You'll feel better if you can just hear his voice for a few moments.

"Hey Baby," He answers after two rings.

"Did I wake you up?" You blurt out quickly, instantly feeling guilty and wishing you had just tried to fall asleep.

"Nah," He assures you, "What's wrong?"

"N-nothing's wrong," You sputter. "I just-"

"Missed me?" He finishes for you, and the teasing lilt in his voice is almost enough to make you hang upon him on the spot.

"Maybe," You respond petulantly instead, and he laughs. The sound of it, even through the phone, is enough to set you more at ease.

"Who knew you were so clingy," He muses. "Just can't get enough of me, huh?"

"Maybe I'll just hang up," You huff.

"Wait," He says a little too quickly, and you smile to yourself. Gotcha. "Mittens wants to say hi, too. You can let him know you're not dead." Suddenly, the phone line is filled with the rumble of your cat's purr.

"Hi baby boy," You croon into the phone, "Dad isn't being nasty to you, is he?"

"You're on speaker," Tetsurou warns as Mittens lets out a small meow, and you laugh. "Plus I'm not his dad," he reminds you as he always does.

"Sure, whatever you want to tell yourself," You laugh again. You're feeling so much lighter, in a good way. As your laughter dies down, you try to hold in a yawn.

"Sounds like you're ready to fall asleep. I know you've got to get up early tomorrow to meet the florist."

"Hm, yeah." You acknowledge begrudgingly.

"It'll be here before you know it," He says softly.

"I know." You hold the phone to your ear for a few moments in silence. "I can't wait."

"Me neither. I love you so much." You can tell he's getting tired because he's getting sappier.

"I love you too, Tetsu."

"Say it again," He says it so low that you almost don't catch it.

"I love you," You repeat. "Good night, Tetsu."

"Good night," He echoes. "Love you, Baby." Even after the line goes dead, you can still feel the smile on your face and the warmth in your middle. As you fall asleep, you set an ultimatum for yourself. For the next two days, you won't contact him at all, just like you'd intended. Piece of cake.

The next day, you hold to your promise. After a busy day spent running here and there, the sofa bed has never felt more comfortable. You resolutely set your phone face down on the end table and close your eyes tight. Tonight, you're not going to break. You're a strong, independent woman. You tell yourself that until the long day finally gets the better of you and you drift off to sleep.

Finally, it's Thursday. One day until the dress rehearsal and you see Tetsurou again. You're proud of yourself. Sure, you'd only made it one night without contacting him, but technically, you haven't seen each other at all. You're going to count that as a win.

You actually have some time to relax before bed, and you and your friend pull out all the stops. She's got an array of face masks, fancy lotions, and even a foot spa she'd pulled out from somewhere. You're just laying out the last of the snacks when your phone dings. It's a message from Tetsurou.

You didn't call yesterday

Very interesting.

Sorry, I didn't know we had an appointment

His reply comes almost immediately.

I'm outside. Come out for a minute?

It's all you can do not to laugh out loud. Still, he came all this way. You shouldn't let it be for nothing. You glance at your friend, mind working quickly to think of a valid reason you'd need to leave the apartment at this time of the evening.

"I'm going to get in the shower," She suddenly announces. You can't believe your luck. Your stint as her roommate proved that she is notorious for taking long showers. "Don't eat all of the Takis before I'm back or else."

"Would I do that?" You ask, hand splayed across your chest indignantly. She shoots you a glare and heads for the bathroom. The moment you hear the shower turn on, you slip on a pair of shoes and you're out the door.

You practically run into Tetsurou the moment you step outside. "Hi," he says sheepishly, with his familiar crooked smile. You launch yourself into his arms, and he immediately holds on tight.

"Hi," You breathe back, finally pulling back enough to look into his face again. "We failed," You say solemnly, before breaking into a grin.

"We did," He agrees, pressing a kiss to your lips. "Spectacularly."

"She's in the shower," You explain quickly, "So I shouldn't really stay too long."

"Alright," He says absently, thumbs tracing a pattern against your hips.

"You didn't bring Mittens, did you?" You crane your neck around him to check for the cat backpack you'd purchased on a whim a few years back.

"Don't be ridiculous," He says drily. You pout, and he kisses it away.

"I missed you," You sigh against his lips despite yourself, and you feel his lips curving into a smile.

"I missed you too." He admits. He pulls back again, and you silently drink him in. "We're getting married in two days," He says candidly.

"We are," You agree, grin threatening to burst off of your face.

"And I'll see you tomorrow at the dress rehearsal," He adds.

"Mmhmm," You nod. You glance at the time. "I should get back inside," You say reluctantly. In response, he pulls you in for one last kiss.

"Goodnight. I love you. So much."

"I love you too. So so much." Before he can one-up you, you pull away and turn back inside. "Goodnight!" You call over your shoulder.

The moment you step through the apartment door, you freeze. Your friend is standing there, arms crossed. "How was Tetsurou?" She asks coolly, a smile playing at the edges of her lips.

You open your mouth, then close it. "I was just getting some fresh air?" You finally say weakly.

"And I'm Albert Einstein." She replies, turning for the couch. "Come on," She pats the cushion next to her, beckoning you forward. "You two are disgusting," She adds as an afterthought. She's shaking her head, but she's smiling.

The next 48 hours are a whirlwind, but at the end of it you find yourself at your wedding reception, seated next to your husband. You'd made it here, and now you feel like you can finally draw a breath.

"Wait, so did you guys actually last the entire week without seeing each other?" Kenma suddenly asks skeptically, looking between the two of you. You glance at Tetsurou. Clearly, he hadn't shared the truth with his best man. Your maid of honor opens her mouth beside you, but you nudge her under the table with the sharp toe of your shoe. Since it is your wedding day, she stays silent.

"Sure did," Tetsurou says, grinning broadly as he slides his arm around your shoulders, brushing his fingers against your skin affectionately. "It was worth it," He adds, pressing a kiss to your temple. You lean into the press of his lips. Yes, it certainly was.

[cmdrfupa]

Love you a waffle lot, you know?

Hiromi Higuruma x Reader

Sfw, established relationship w/ soft king Hiromi. fluff with smoochin (so sprinkled nsfw if you squint)

Foodies and Goodies entry and also me dusting off the typewriter after almost 10 years of not writing a fic. Thank you @tsukimefuku for the inspo!

The sensation of the cold, wet air and the faint sound of rain awaken your senses. A rainstorm provides respite from a week of stress, anxiety, and fatigue as it welcomes you to a new day. The overcast sky is causing very little light to filter into your bedroom. You awaken to the sensation of cold, satiny sheets beneath your hands, only to find yourself alone in the vast bed. With a smile and a hint of grogginess, you realized that not even a rainy Saturday would keep Hiromi in bed past 10 am unless you physically held him down.” That man can’t stay still.”

When you look out the window to see the rain splattering over the glass, the smell hits your nostrils just in time. The chill of the outside air was making it slightly uncomfortable to stay in bed. Well. Uncomfortable to stay in bed alone.

Shuffling down the hall to the low-lit, sage-colored, sunflower-accented kitchen as your husband comes into view. Wearing a fitted knit tank top and pajama pants from a set you bought him years ago, he leaned against the kitchen counter. Dark hair was damp, and wispy strands were sticking together at the nape of his neck. Eagle eyes watch the waffle maker as if it’ll walk off if he even thinks about looking away.

He notices your outline at the doorway and turns to you, holding out his hand for you to come to him.

“The waffle maker? You’re pulling out the heavy artillery. Need any help?”

With a slight shake of his head, the corners of his mouth turn upright.

“Was going to bring it to you. You didn’t have to get up, darling.” He spoke warmly. Fingers hooked with his, the smell of his aftershave commingling with the scent of the dripping coffee nearby.

“I was getting cold.” He brings you closer on impulse, wrapping his arms around you and rubbing your back with a delicate touch. His embrace is familiar and inviting as he kisses your head. His steady breath encouraged a sense of cozy contentment.

“You looked quite comfortable. It would’ve been a crime to wake you. So I figured I’d make a simple breakfast we could enjoy in bed."

“You spoil me, Mr.Higuruma.”

“Oh, just you wait. I even have the berry syrup you love to have with them.”

Eyebrows raised now with just a hint of excitement. “What on earth am I going to do with you?” The ding of the waffle maker brings you two apart. He gives your forehead a soft peck before you reach the kitchen nook in the corner.

“Love me forever, of course.”

"And if you think that’s bad, she didn’t even update us. Just sent the files over to Nanami and left for her vacation.” His hand on your thigh, not keeping you from spilling your thoughts.

“Not even a concern about whether our workload was already maxing us out.” The golden brown waffles sat in front of you both, fragrant berry syrup dripping off the sides as you cut into the crispy cake, feeding another forkful to Hiromi, him happily receiving the food, chewing as you talked about the previous work day.

“I’m telling you, romi. The late nights because of her lack of care are becoming irksome. Either her boss gets her together, or I’m tying Mei Mei to a tractor-trailer by that stupid braid”. Hiromi observed you as you grabbed your coffee, the first sip taken with closed eyes. 4-second sip followed by a quick lick of your lip to catch the vanilla-flavored trickle. He always waited to make sure he had your coffee perfect before taking a sip of his own. Noticing his gaze, you move the mug from your lips.

“Honey, you okay?”

“Of course, darling.” He kissed your neck, then lips, the taste of the sweet syrup lingering. “Mei is being her usual half-ass self while you and Nanami work to improve her look.” Eyes now on you, he thumbs at your lips. “ You deserve the opportunity to tie her to that tractor-trailer.” The rich tone of his voice, followed by his lingering gaze, kept you from immediately replying. You instead smirk, sipping your coffee again.

“You know what I’m going to say, so I won’t say it.” That simpered smile you’ve loved from the beginning tugs at his cheeks, “But… whenever you decide to put the salary job down…”

“I know, Hiro..” the unyielding taps of rain on the glass filled the comfortable silence. Taking your fork and having a bite of the waffle, eyes closing for a moment. “Mmm”

His lips met yours in a soft kiss, his hands reaching to bring your legs to his lap.

“I don’t like seeing you stressed. Leave that type of nonsensical energy for me to work through.”

“And what do I do when you are overly stressed, my dear husband?” Reaching to glide the tip of your finger down his aquiline nose. A sigh of contentment huffed softly under your always tender touch.

The pitter-patter of the rain hitting the glass is soothing. droplets slide down the window in a slow, methodical movement, colliding with one another and forming larger droplets that glide down faster.

Your view through the rain-streaked window was now slightly obstructed, adding to the coziness of being inside. Hiromi forks another piece of waffle into his mouth, returning his attention to you and pushing the plate away.

“This. Simply be near me.” Dexterous fingers grip your thigh as his loving gaze approaches your face. “Be near me and maybe make the waffles next time. They don't taste like yours.”

“Nutmeg. And just a spill of heavy cream.”

“Nutmeg. You beautiful genius.”

The sound of the rain fills the air, the steady rhythm of the drops building a barrier around you, separating you from the world for the weekend. Whispers of affection and conversation as your forever coffee date share what he wants to do on your rainy weekend inside.

[iliketangerines]

I’m back tehehe- So I’ve got two ideas😍 idk if you’ve ever played god of war- but imagine a reader who’s like Heimdall. Cocky, arrogant, annoying, sassy, powerful, incredibly rude, and untouchable but also imagine like one day lord Raiden or mk11 Hanzo- possibly even mk11 kuai liang- get so pissed and end up hitting reader. Like actually landing a hit and reader gets all pity and bratty. Then it leads to them “teaching” reader some manners- ((spanking, rope tying, hair yanking, choking, possibly inappropriately use of ice for kuai liang??))

My second idea

Reader who like is a giant with Oni powers. Shes also really buff- but she tries to be girly. It’s hard for her because she’s so tall and strong. She tries to not eat a lot and be as girly as she can be but people sorta make fun of her and bully her for it. Maybe it’s Tomas x reader or perhaps Sareena- maybe Kitana

That’s all- I love you Pookie-

lovely as a flower

a/n: CLOTHING DOESN'T HAVE A GENDER. SAY IT WITH ME GUYS

pairing: kitana x amab!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), cowgirl, praise kink

you sit in Kitana’s throne room, staring at yourself in the mirror as you apply some color to your lips and staining it red, and you admire your work

it was well-done, or at least you hoped you looked well-done as you started cleaning up the brushes and closing the lids to all the make-up

standing up from your seat, you flatten down your dress, hoping it didn’t look too out of place on your body, and you hum happily at the sight

you looked gorgeous, you knew you did, and you give yourself a little spin to admire how the dress flows about you

unbefitting, odd, strange, the thoughts fill your head, and you close your eyes and take a deep breath

no time to doubt yourself tonight

walking over to the door, you take a deep breath and walk out, trying not to psych yourself out as you pass by the guards and maids to the banquet hall

you enter the hall, and all eyes turn to you

Kitana waves at you excitedly, standing and almost running over to you with a large smile on her face, and she runs into your arms and gets up on her toes to give you a kiss

she says you look beautiful tonight, and you beam at her, thanking her for her compliment before hooking your arm with hers and walking to your seats

you’re not sure how you scored Kitana as a simple guard, but you weren’t going to complain

you suppose you’re tall, buff, strong, and perhaps a little charming and that’s what drew the princess in

you’re drawn out of your thoughts as Mileena and Tanya greet you from their own seats, and Kitana pulls your seat out for you and gestures for you to sit

you give her a grateful smile and sit down, flattening out invisible crinkles on your dress as you turn to face the Earthrealmers that had come to the tournament

there was their champion, Raiden, and then the other three there to help morally support Raiden and also represent Earthrealm

they greet you cordially and give you their names, and you do the same, slightly bowing your head to show your respect before turning back to Kitana

she grabs your hand from under the table and squeezes it as she talks to Johnny Cage, and you pick at your food with a fork with your free hand

Kitana notices how you pick at the little food on your plate, and she lets go of your hand to pile some more food onto your plate, all your favorites

she urges you to eat with a glance over to you, and you give a weak smile, only thinking about how all the protein would add onto your muscle mass

you liked being strong, you really did, and the muscles were a proud achievement of yours

but lately, they felt more like a curse whenever you walked anymore in the palace as Kitana’s consort

it had never been a problem to be strong before because you didn’t have the money to buy all the pretty things that you wanted, so you just plain shirts and pants

but then Kitana had taken an interest you and bought you every single thing you even glanced at in the market, and suddenly your closet was filled with all things you had wanted since childhood

you still took time at the training grounds to hone your powers and your fighting skills, but you heard the whispers

how a monster could have possibly captured the attention of their beloved princess, and why someone that looked like you dressed in such feminine clothing

eventually, the training grounds became a place you avoided, and you tried to slim down and seem more like what you dressed as, more like Kitana

the sound of a scraping chair snaps you out of your thoughts as Shao Kahn angrily shouts something about the Earthrealm champion

Kitana grips onto your hand tightly as she listens, clearly irritated with the general, and Empress Sindel dismisses the general, telling him to meet with her later

the room has suddenly become much more tense, and you no longer have an appetite

excusing yourself from the table and bowing to Empress Sindel and Mileena before you leave, you take the familiar path to your bedroom and shut the door

a grand night of celebration and drinks and food, and you can’t stop thinking about how you feel like you don’t belong in this dress and this make-up

there’s a knock on your door and the familiar call of your lover sounds from behind the intricately carved doors, and you take a deep breath

getting off the doors, you turn around and open them with Kitana standing there, a concerned look on her face

she reaches for your hand, asking what was wrong, and you just wave off her concerns and give an excuse that you didn’t feel very well

frowning at that statement, she reaches up with her arm and presses the back of her hand on your forehead to feel for any abnormal heat

she purses her lips and walks into your room, and you’re left to shut the door behind her

you watch as she sits down on the bed, slightly bouncing up and down, and she pats the spot next to her

you listen and sit down next to her, and she grabs onto your hand, rubbing her thumb over the back of it, and asks what’s wrong and to not lie, she knows when you lie

the room becomes much too warm and cold at the same time, and your skin feels like all types of clammy as your mouth dries up and your tongue weighs down heavy

Kitana doesn’t stop running her thumb over the back of your thumb, and it manages to calm you down just a bit to say you didn’t feel great in the dress

she turns to you in surprise and counters your statement saying that you looked amazing, beautiful, ravishing

there’s a small pause, and then she asks why you feel this way, eyes peering into yours and imploring you for the truth

sweat runs down your back, and an ugly feeling bubbles up in your stomach as a million whispery voices howl in your head with everything you’ve been feeling

you force a smile and say that you really just felt a bit sick tonight, nothing else

she frowns, and in a quick motion, she settles herself in your lap and pushes you down by your chest so your back flops onto the soft sheets

her thighs squeeze your waist, and she says that she’s heard the maids and the other soldiers talking and that she knows that they spread rumors about you

a cold feeling grips onto your stomach, shame, it’s shame, shame that you let silly school rumors get to your head and that you let them spread and infect your mind

you close your eyes and press your lips together, and you hear Kitana’s voice grow angrier as she says that they’re ridiculous, what right do they have to judge you, and how when she had first heard the rumors she had gotten so angry-

but she stops after a moment, taking in a deep breath, and she rests a hand on your chest and says that this isn’t about her, this is about you

your crack your eyes open just a bit at the statement, and she traces a hand down your chest, over the smooth silk material before tracing it down your stomach

she picks at the seam with her manicured nails and asks if you were okay, and you let out a sigh and turn your head to the side

the rumors did affect you, and you had let them get to your head and well you suppose you didn’t really fit the description someone who wore a dress and you just wanted to lose a bit of muscle mass-

a strangled gasp comes out of you as she slaps the side of your thigh with her hand, and your hands fly to her hips at the feeling

she stops and raises an eyebrow at you, telling you to continue but without any of that self-deprecating nonsense, and you nod and continue with a shaky breath

right, you shouldn’t lose muscle mass just because of a few narrow-minded people, and you know you look gorgeous in your clothing

you like dressing in pretty clothing, and it looks great on you and no one had the right to judge you

Kitana looks down at you approvingly and grinds her hips into your clothed cock as a reward, a slight whine leaving your lips at the feeling

she continues to just do that for a while, moving her hips against yours, and she tells you that you are gorgeous, absolutely beautiful in that dress of yours

her hands start to grab at your clothing and pull it up, raising her hips to properly bunch it up at your waist, and she sits right back down

it feels so much more intense and warm without the layers of clothing, and you can’t help but whine as she grinds on you, the material of your underwear rubbing against your sensitive cock

she says she’ll buy you every pretty dress you want, that you deserve it, that you are important to her and that she loves you

you moan out her name, adding on a please to the end as your hips buck up, desperate for more friction than just her grinding down on you

Kitana just smiles softly down at you and gets up off your lap to fully undress herself, and you sit up, reaching around your back to unzip it

she tells you to stop, and you do, looking at her with a dazed expression as you watch her strip herself down

pulling your lacy panties down to mid thigh, she gets back up on your lap and pushes you back down to lie flat on your back, and she grinds her pussy into your bare cock, relishing in the small little whimpers and gasps you let out

the princess tells you that she wants to ride her pretty little lover in their dress, wants to show her appreciation for it

it makes you flush and warm, and you close your eyes in pleasure as she continues to move her hips down on you

there’s no rush, just her grinding along your cock and your desperate little cries as you beg for her to please please ride you

after a while of just watching how you moan and whimper, she stands on her knees and lines you up with her pussy

she whispers that you’re so beautiful like this as she sinks down, and it draws a loud long keen out of you, tears slipping from the corners of your eyes as she grinds her clit into your pelvis

it ruins your make-up, and you’re sure the lipstick is smudged from how much you’ve been biting your lip

but she keeps complimenting you as she rides you slowly, rising up slowly before slamming her hips down, and you gasp her name in pleasure, hips trying to buck up further into her

Kitana doesn’t quicken or slow down her pace, riding you steadily as she tells you that you look so beautiful, her beautiful lover, the prettiest

she tells you she’ll spoil you with the finest jewelry and cloth her money and status can buy and that you are so important to her

her soft and sweet words quell something within you, and there is the feeling of something warm and honeyed filling your nerves

it’s all-consuming, filling your every sense, and you moan out her name as your hips buck up into her and cum inside of her

she’s in no rush and lets you ride out your orgasm as you blubber out thank yous over and over again, hands holding onto her hips and kneading at the flesh

finally, your whimpers of pleasure die down as she coos at you, rising up off of you and urging you to properly lay on the bed

you just sit up and whine that she didn’t get to finish, and she just cradles your face in her hands and tells you that it’s okay, she could always draw her orgasm out of you later

memories past of her fill your head and make you bite your lip, and Kitana just rubs her thumb over your cheek before moving away to help clean you up

she’s gentle as she wipes the make-up from your face, and her hands are soft and slow as she unzips the dress and throws it onto a nearby chair

finally, the two of you lay on the bed, your head in her chest, and she rubs your scalp as you slowly fall asleep

your problems wouldn’t disappear like this, but knowing Kitana was by your side made the journey that much easier

[tiredistic]

Regina obsessing over Janis’s tits while she is making her ride her stomach? :)

"Joy Ride"

Pairing: Regina x Janis

Content warning(s): Smut, slight breast partialism,

Summary: Regina topping Janis, Regina plays with Janis's tits while Janis rides her.

A/n: Ty for the askk!!! This took me quite a while trying to picture how the scene will work lol, but it was a pleasure to write as usual!

It was early in the afternoon, the curtains were closed and so was her door. Janis's parents didn't know her girlfriend was sleeping over so she kept it quiet, its not like they were being problematic or anything anyway.

They cuddled and kissed, not planning to leave each other's company any time soon.

They were in their matching robes, which Regina happily chose out a week prior. They were silky and thin, which was the only thing separating them from being skin to skin.

If you asked Regina it was the perfect afternoon, her lover in her arms as quietness drowned them. It was peace, it was calm. She was totally oblivious to Janis's thoughts.

Janis was trying her best to stay completely still while Regina played with her hair mindlessly. It was relaxing on one hand, but on the other she was just itching with the need to release.

It felt nice being calm for once, not fucking like rabbits for once, not getting rammed into anything- or over anything for once; but Janis couldn't stand it. She needed Regina, right now.

However, she just couldn't bring herself to tell her. She didn't want to ruin Regina's peace. She knew Regina had been stressed lately and this was a great way for her to unwind.

Janis also loved cuddling but, she was stressed too! Her way of stress relief was so completely different from Reginas.

She wanted to get bent over, fucked harshly, have her dignity and control taken from her so she has no choice but to succumb to Regina's force- and there she goes again.

Her mind raced at the things they could do. She almost forgot about her surroundings as she fantasised about what they could be doing.

"Baby.. what's wrong..?" Regina asked softly her voice faint from tiredness. She noticed Janis's shaking, and how the girl was breathing irregularly.

"nothing.." Janis trailed, she played with her piercing, a desperate attempt to distract herself from the growing heat in between her legs.

Regina felt Janis subconsciously grinding on her, and she quickly figured out what was bothering her. She moved her hands down to Janis's crotch feeling how we she already was.

"Awee baby, why didn't you say anything, your so worked up right now.." Regina complained.

"Well I didn't want to ruin your quiet time- and we were having such a nice moment-"

"Its okay baby, just c'mere." Regina smiled, interrupting Janis's ramble. She rolled over so she was laying with her head against the headboard, resting on the soft pillows Janis owned. She patted her tummy, encouraging the girl it straddle her.

Janis climbed on the girl, her hands resting on the girls shoulders. Her cunt hovering just above Regina's belly.

Regina's hands reached for her hips lowing them onto her, moaning at the feeling of Janis's wetness on her.

Janis gasped, her eyes shut as she started to grind on the girl. Her cunt begging for any friction.

Her grinds started slow, and deliberate but it quickly sped up with how aroused she was.

Janis let out a shaky breath, her hands went to Regina's hair, grabbing it as she tried to control herself, her thrusts began to get reckless.

Janis's moans grew louder, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. "Regina, you feel so good," she cried out.

Regina's hands gripped Janis's hips, guiding her movements. "That's it, baby. Ride me until you come."

Regina's gaze found its way to Janis's breasts. She watched as they jumped with every motion Janis made. The sight of her tits, her slick cunt sliding across Regina's made them both closer.

Regina's eyes beamed with lust. She reached out, her hands cupping the soft mounds, feeling their weight in her palms.

Janis shivered at the touch, her nipples hardening under Regina's ministrations.

"C'mon Regina.. you know they're sensitive." she whined, arching her back pushing her breasts further into Regina's hands.

"Mmm, I know they are," Regina purred, her thumbs brushing over Janis's nipples. "And I love teasing you this way."

Janis's moans grew louder as they got lost in the moment, her pace picking up, she threw her head back, closing her eyes.

Regina's thumbs flicked over Janis's nipples, making her gasp, her fingers digging into Regina's shoulder.

"I love how they feel in my hands," she praised, her voice soft laced with desire.

Janis's hand made it's way to her clit rubbing it as she slid across Regina's abdomen.

Regina felt Janis's hips buck as she got close. Her hands continued to massage and knead the soft, supple flesh, her fingers not leaving it for a second.

"That's it, baby, ride me," Regina encouraged, "Let me feel you coming undone for me."

Janis's moans grew louder, her body shaking as her arousal built. "Regina, I'm close," she gasped, her movements becoming more frantic.

Regina's fingers continued to tease and pull at Janis's nipples, making her moan in pleasure.

"m'gonna come." Janis gasped, her moans falling out of her out. "I'm gonna come-"

"Go ahead baby."

Their bodies shook and trembled, waves of pleasure radiating through them as they rode out their orgasms together.

Slowly, they came down from their highs, their breathing ragged and their skin glistening with sweat.

"That was.. wow" Janis breathed, she climbed next to Regina as they caught their breath.

They laid in each other's presence, basking in the after glow but Janis soon heard footsteps from outside her room, approaching with speed.

"Shit!" Janis cursed, she pushed Regina off the bed with a loud thump, and shuffled to make herself presentable as her dad opened her door.

"everything alright in here....?" He wondered looking around, only to see Janis in her robe with the most suspicious look on her face.

"Yep! Everything's okay! You can go." Janis quipped, which to her father nodded, exiting the room without a second glance. Janis sighed, the fear leaving her.

"Jeez do your parents know how to knock.." Regina hissed as she sat up rubbing her elbow.

"Not really..."

"i'm surprised he didn't find your loud moaning suspicious.."

"shut up!" Janis whined, slapping Regina's arm in a playful matter as she covered her face.

"You know I'm just playing around.." Regina laughed, climbing onto Janis, resting in her arms, her head on the girls chest. "Y'know you're beautiful right?"

Janis blushed at Regina's words, her heart fluttering in her chest. "Thank you baby I needed that." she added softly.

Regina leaned down, capturing a nipple between her teeth, sucking and nipping at it.

Janis let out a shakey breath, her body arching, as she closed her eyes to compose herself.

"Regina.. we just fucked and almost got caught- we cant possibly go again" Janis whined.

"Who said anything about sex? I'm just showing love to your girls up here.." Regina released the nipple, moving to the other breast, treating it the same way. Janis writhed beneath her, her body aching for more.

"Regina your getting me worked up again.."

"I can stop if you want-"

"No.. don't stop."

[kyshiwarrior]

WORD VOMIT RE: Jet's attitude towards his decisions.

another reason i wanna kiss whoever wrote and directed jet's episode is the fact in the cartoon, jet was absolutely hyped about blowing up the dam and knew deep down it was bad because he shielded the gaang from it even if he was upfront with the freedom fighters and confirming with the duke that innocents would die but thats the price --- but still later smiling and saying theyre going to have a great victory over the fire nation after sokka is taken away.

in the liveaction, the cockiness jet has is when he's amused the gaang thinks they're slick for trying to sneak in, when he's helping them sneak in because he thinks its amusing and a helping hand, and the face of a threat: when the fire benders are found waiting for him in the forest to kill him for spying on them and hes ready to fight them back. Then, he's smiling at the camp when he's announcing who they are and what their goal is: freedom and protecting their home because no one else has their back.

Outside of this, Jet is very somber and expresses a lot of stress. For example, when he stops Katara from making herself known too early when Sai is talking to the spy then when Katara confronts him. What really stood out to me was when Katara walked up and Smellerbee was exchanging a look with him. They both looked really stressed and uncomfortable before she even came around the corner, but then especially. The look Smellerbee gave to Jet really said a thousand words, like they've been having a lot of discussions about involving her in their mission and an almost 'I told you so.' (sidenote: they did a wonderful job with nonverbals). Jet immediately puts his foot down about it not being the time then also not denying what he was doing when confronted. When he explains why he’s doing it, even as he smiles a little when saying they know how to take out the trash, its spoken with so much ire because he’s doing what he feels he needs to — and it hurts its your own people that let you down. He smiles because he’s in pain and overall feeling of ‘This is what happens when these people think they could get away with it. They have us to reckon with.’

What was significant to me was the lack of ego. This was someone who had full understanding that what he was doing wasn't something to boast about, but a building frustration tying with "IF NOT US, WHO?" What Katara didn't understand was the difference between herself and Jet, what defines being 'the good guy.' Jet was someone so acutely aware of his lack of privileges and the fear that drives the 'hard decisions' for the sake of collective. Hard decisions that put the very people you're trying to protect at risk because they were in the wrong place and the wrong time, but more would be at risk if they didn't act immediately. It's ugly, messy, imperfect -- and Jet is aware. He is not excited about any of this. Instead, he's pissed he feels he has no other choice because no adult after his parents did anything to help him. So it's all up to him, to him. ((cartoon implied these attitudes but I still spent years trying to get it through jet anti’s heads ))

And assassinating a KING and almost effortlessly succeeding is ... quite something. Impulsive, but pretty impressive. Sad, too, that it would be so easy. Everything Jet had to say about Bumi in this universe was true. Bumi lost his nerve, he was surrounded in privilege, he wasn't doing anything to really stop the corruption, and he fell into despair. Sure, Aang got through to him. Sure, Sai changed his ways and drew away from his treason with risk following. Sure. But we know what's going to inevitably happen, unless they decide to change it: Bumi happily lets Omashu get overtaken by the Fire Nation and orders all his guards to "do nothing" without any explanation. We better see Jet in Season 2 talk about his perspective here because the changes they did have me buzzing with theories. He would be livid and seemingly 100% right about King Bumi. ((Unfortunately, he is also destined to die before finding out about Bumi's plans to take Omashu back the day of the solar eclipse, but it doesn't matter because Jet would not have forgiven him for that terror.))

Anyway, they did a great job humanizing him while making him a foil to her. In the original, Jet was Sokka's foil, but I think it works so well to make him Katara's -- as they both become the most vocal and impulsive social justice activists. So seeing them fight and discuss what it meant to be a 'traitor' and 'unforgivable' was fascinating. They were actually able to have two separate discussions on the matter -- one where Katara confronted Jet to call him a traitor and when Jet confronted Katara to call her one in return.

I love how in the original, Sokka was able to prove he is a good leader in his own way by showing empathy for all and not willing to risk innocent lives ever, which gets Aang and Katara's respect after so much ridicule and comparisons. In contrast, I also love how they decided to go an alternate route because with Jet's impact on Katara that had such a lasting impression, this change did their dynamic justice. It sets up season 2 very well in how they'll engage with each other again.

I also love how Katara is able to reflect on Jet with criticism, but also understanding and a moment of gratitude. It feels a lot better than his simple flattery followed with manipulating her for her powers, and audiences feeling unsure how much of his flirting was genuine. Mind you, helps her story and establishes trust issues around being used (factors into her other plotlines), but it's such a disservice to Jet in return. I'm a big advocate of 'you don't have to completely demonize and ruin a character for the sake of uplifting another, the other should be able to stand on their own.'

[little-emerald-snake]

Leander Prewett x f!MC + exhibitionism?

Exhibitionism - Leander Prewett X F!MC

🔥NSFW 🔞 MDNI

Warnings: fwb, exhibitionism (but sorta not), mentions of many kinky acts, hickeys, unprotected p-in-v, light nipple play, dirty talk

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Leander knew this was likely one of the stupidest plans he’s ever had but he was determined to fulfill her fantasy of having sex somewhere risky during a quidditch game.

He couldn’t deny the idea had sounded rather hot to him when she’d first propositioned him. He was also determined to help her fulfill all her crazy fantasies in hopes that maybe one day they’d be more than friends with benefits with her.

The idea of having sex out in the open felt taboo but he still found the idea hot. A lot of the things she wanted to try with him were taboo. Like fucking in an empty classroom, getting fingered while in class, sucking him off during lunch in the great hall.

And that only covered the odd places she liked. Half of the times she’d ask him to try something new it would be something he wouldn’t have imagined in his wildest of fantasies.

Tying her up, gagging her with her underwear, spanking her till she was soaking wet then edging her with his fingers till she cries. The wildest to date was when she had him steal a candle so he could drip the hot wax across her breasts and ass before spanking the wax off and fucking her.

She’d taken him from an inexperienced virgin to a sex fiend in only a matter of months. All after a silly game of truth or drink where she admitted she wanted a FWB to try things out with and a bold moment after the game where he’d offered and she’d happily accepted.

But even now as he trudged across the pitch, putting every last ounce of his faith in the captain of his quidditch team that, though visible, they wouldn't be noticed if they used this specific space under the quidditch bleachers.

He met her there, doing his best to appear at ease even though the sight of people filling the bleachers had his stomach in anxious knots. The last thing he needed was to get caught having sex with her but he wanted to be the one helping her fulfill these fantasies so he could impress her.

He pulled her close, sitting down on a bench and having her straddle his lap, kissing her as he slid a hand under her robes to palm her breasts. Her back faced the ripped banner that exposed them as she sat on his lap and nipped at the skin under his ear.

He had scoped it out from the outside and knew that nobody would see in unless they were on a broom. Of course but even then, the players would be so focused on the game, quickly flying around, it was almost impossible for them to be caught.

He let himself give in to the pleasure as she sucked gently at his pulse point. It wouldn’t be the first hickey she’d given him but she always loved leaving her mark on him, even if he did use a spell to hide them every time she gave him another one.

She ground against him, his cock stiffening to attention in his pants as she kissed him and moved her beautiful body against him. He let himself get lost in the feeling of her as he stripped off her robe, letting it fall behind her.

He worked her clothes off one piece at a time stripping her down till all she wore was her stockings. He stood her up, taking his own robe, vest, and tie off, leaving his white shirt unbuttoned all the way down but still over his shoulders.

He put her into position, leaning her hands on the beams that had become exposed from the tear in the canvas that covered the support beams. She whimpered, looking out to see the crowds of people.

Leander chuckled at her whine. “Oh don’t tell me you’re all shy now…not after you told me how you wanted to be put on display while I fucked you so good.”

She shivered, making him chuckle from behind her. He undid his pants, pulling out his stiff erection and admiring her excitement flushed cheeks. She looked shy and innocent which was a total 180 from her usual bold, daring personality.

She was clearly nervous about this idea now that they got down to it but the wetness between her legs betrayed her, showing just how into it she was. He slid the head of his cock between her folds and she hummed pleasantly.

He put his hands on her hips, pushing forward into her tight heat, groaning as her pussy swallowed him. She was a wet little vice around his cock, causing him to tip his head back and savor each thrust.

He started at a casual pace, just enjoying her cunt slowly milking him and working up to a pace where their skin slapped together aggressively. She cried out shyly as his balls slapped against her clit.

He could tell she was holding back on making sounds, nervous that the flyers outside would hear her. At this point his nerves had calmed and he made it a mission to get her too worked up to care. He wanted to hear her as she came on his cock.

He leaned over to whisper in her ear, hand coming up to fist her hair and yank her head back. “Pretty slut, if you think I’m gonna let you cum without hearing you moan for me, you’re sadly mistaken. Everyone in these bloody stands better hear you when you cum for me.”

She cried out, pussy clamping down around him in excitement as he egged her on. He reached down to pinch her nipples as he filled her. “That’s right, you were the one who wanted to be a little exhibitionist slut, getting fucked by me for the whole school to see, hm?”

She clamped down again, her pussy fluttering and rippling around him. He knew any moment she would lose herself to the pleasure. “That’s right, moan my name for everyone to hear. Let everyone know whose cock you cum for the hardest. Who’s cum is gonna be dripping out of this cunt when you lay in bed tonight and relive this moment while you tease that sensitive little clit.”

She stood on her tiptoes, pussy clenching down around him as a loud cry erupted past her lips, her tits bouncing with every wild thrust into her. Her cries of his name were loud enough he was concerned maybe someone had heard her, but in this moment his only mission was to fuck her through this orgasm and fill her pussy with his load.

She rode out the orgasm, his thrust halting as he stilled inside of her and pumped her full of his essence. She could only mewl and weakly hang onto the beam in front of her as he filled her.

Once they’d come down from the high he pulled out of her and stepped back, helping her up and holding her close. She gave him a lazy smile, letting him hold her. “I gotta give you credit, Lee. I think this blew my expectations out of the water. I really thought you were going to tell me to stuff it with this one.”

Leander was very glad to hear her praise. He’d finally felt like he’d made it somewhere by impressing her. That was till the next day rumors of them hooking up were all over the school. Members of the Hufflepuff team and Slytherin team congratulated him till he finally pulled one aside and asked about the rumors. “Well, half the damn school heard you guys shagging yesterday. We just thought you guys had finally gotten together since you spent so much time together.”

He was mortified to face her after the news was all over school but when she finally cornered him at lunch and the first thing she did was lean in to kiss him, his heart felt like it would explode. “Hey there boyfriend, wanna go to the Three Broomsticks with my friends and I later and share a butterbeer?”

[mod-kyoko]

Oooh~ how about Mukuro ikusaba, Maki harukawa and Kirumi tojo with a girlfriend that only feels safe when she's with them

mukuro, maki and kirumi with a girlfriend that feels safe around them

info: female!reader, established relationship, tw: creepy dudes, Sxual assault, violence

type: hc format, non-despair au

a/n: woah let others give banger requests (jk, ty for this request) also sorry about maki's part idk why I made it so damn dark

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kirumi tojo

as you are her top priority, her main focus is to always keep you safe and happy

she happily drops everything she's doing if you need her support

whether you want to travel to your classes, your dorm or go to the market, she'll always come with you at your request

her tall frame, calm composure and gentle mother-like care helped to relax you when you felt anxious or uneasy

with the way she is, she usually does not act impulsively unless you request her of something; especially in the first stages of your relationship

however, when she notices you're getting antsy she'll curl her arm around you and pull you close into her side or if you're sitting down she'll guide your head on her shoulder and hold it

if you prefer to hold her hand, she'll take off her glove if you enjoy the skin-to-skin contact

she isn't one to make a big scene at all however if someone was bothering you and making you feel threatened she'll put herself between you and that person

"excuse me, I believe my lover isn't comfortable right now, please give her space."

her firm tone and straightened posture would be enough to make anyone uncomfortable and walk away

she'll gently take you to a secluded area, putting her hands on your shoulders and looking down at you

"are you alright...? mmm... do not worry, you're safe with me."

she double checks that you're okay before taking you to a nice cafe where you could relax and sip tea with her

although kirumi makes better tea than this...

maki harukawa

at first, maki doesn't give the impression that she was protective of you

she wasn't really much of a 'touchy' person either, your relationship was purely enjoying the presence of each other

however, one day you were in a really crowded train station with your girlfriend, shuichi and kaito on your way to the main city hub

it was fine at first, waiting for the train to arrive. maki was just standing at your side looking down at her phone

suddenly you felt a strange touch go along your lower back and your entire body stiffened

you turned your head slightly to see a man standing right behind you, looking forward like if nothing had happened

your entire face went white and you practically pressed your body against maki's side, which she looked at you strangely

"what the hell are you doing?"

her words were harsh but that was usually how it was, you looked behind you again and the man had disappeared into the crowd

she had noticed your expression and she quickly softened up, touching your arm gently

"hey, what's wrong?"

you told her what happened and you swear you saw death itself in her eyes

"where?"

"where is that bastard?"

honestly you weren't expecting her to get murderous like this, not over you

it had taken all of you, kaito and shuichi to hold her back from killing anyone that looked at you the wrong way for the rest of the day

after that incident she always kept herself close to you, linking arms with you or holding you from behind (especially if you're a shorter person)

no doubt you felt the safest you had ever been in your entire life, she didn't even let a stranger lay a finger on you... even though she wanted to hurt them so bad, she restrained herself to not get arrested and make you sad

but she does glare at them and say the usual "do you want to die?"

mukuro ikusaba

oh boy

you didn't even need to mention anything to her, she was protecting you from day one

she was practically your personal bodyguard and that suited her just fine

whenever you were studying in the library she would stand over you and watch your surroundings

if anyone even dared come close to you she would glare at them and flash her knife that was strapped to her leg

okay so maybe she's being a little over the top...

but you really did feel a lot safer when she was around you

she would walk you everywhere and rarely left you alone, unless you were in your dorm of course

on the rare occasion that she leaves you alone for a moment, the lack of her presence is definitely obvious

it was late at night and you were waiting for her outside a 7/11, she was grabbing you both a drink and snack before you head back to the academy

whilst waiting, a biker was parked up closeby and kept looking at you

"hey sweetie, all alone?"

you tried to ignore him, looking away as the anxiety ate at you

"hey, i'm talking to you! playing hard to get, huh?"

the biker got up and walked over to you, cornering you against the wall as he leered at you

he was going to say some more disgusting things, until he suddenly was punted to the ground by a very angry mukuro

"get your FILTHY hands off of her!"

mukuro kicked at him, in the face, at this stomach... wherever her foot could reach she would pummel him

you almost looked in awe, even if she was being violent, seeing her protect you made your chest squeeze

...but you had to quickly stop her when she pulled her knife out

despite being beaten to a near pulp the biker drove off on his bike whilst whimpering

she sighed, taking a deep breath before looking at you with a kinder expression

"you okay? he didn't hurt you, did he?" when you shook your head she nodded her head and hugged you. "good. you're always going to be safe when I'm around, okay?"

she took you home after that and you curled into her arms when you cuddled that night... she held you a little tighter than normal as well.

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-Mod Kirumi

[broodwolf221]

people you'd like to get to know better

tagged by @aleyothorncrow, ty! /u\ these are always fun, and i like how often my answers change lmao

last song: turntail by caligula's horse :') been going through their albums today

favourite colour: red today. or kinda... burnt orange maybe

currently watching: occasional she-ra princesses of power. usually while im doing other stuff.

sweet/savoury/spicy: savory!!! altho i just had very spicy noodles..... and slightly regret it lma o

relationship status: happily taken :')

current obsession: solas.... dai...... more solas....... . . . . i am a simple man. but also thinking a lot about flemythal today!

last thing you googled: microsoft ergonomic keyboard removing keys..... for obvious reasons. and yet!!! you can't just pop these keys out for cleaning!!! very rude. tbh.

no worries if i tag u and you've already done it and no pressure anyway but:

@skip-the-clumsy-dragon | @sashimoii | @possessedopossum <3

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[mioyeo]

8 makes 1 Team

No matter how different, without one of us there is no 8 makes 1 Team

Synopsis : In which 8 boys build a friendship despise of their differences with the help of a psychiatrist

Pairing : psychiatrist! Reader x Ateez (for now )

Themes : angst , mental struggles, fears , Disorders etc

Warnings : this chapter includes mentions of Threatening, Intermittent explosive disorder , Violent behavior, mentions broken arms , hair pulling, pedophilia , stabbing , mentions of harassment etc please tell me if I forgot something , and I’m not romanticizing Disorders in anyway and this is pure fiction meaning this doesn’t represent Ateez in any way

Word count: 1,3k

MEETING WOOYOUNG

𝗣𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗻𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟬𝟮𝟰𝟱

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙚 : 𝙅𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙒𝙤𝙤𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜

𝗕𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲 : 𝗡𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟲, 𝟭𝟵𝟵𝟵

𝗛𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 : 𝟭,𝟳𝟯𝗺

𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀: 𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿 , 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱𝘂𝗰𝘁 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿 , 𝗽𝘀𝗲𝘂𝗱𝗼𝗯𝘂𝗹𝗯𝗮𝗿 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗲r (PBA)

𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘳: 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 , 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯, 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥

She walked back after going out Hongjoongs room who was sound asleep and made her way to her next patient

Approaching the cell door number 0245 with a red sticker indicating that extreme caution needed to be taken around the patient, fits of high pitched laughing where heard inside

The guard opened the door letting her walk in meeting a blond-black haired boy in purple pajamas that kept laughing as he jumped on the bed before falling on top of it and repeated the same actions again

" Hey there want to jump too ? "

She smiled shaking her head slightly

" I don't want to make your bed messy "

" Well your loss, it's super fun "

He continued laughing , but it wasn't any typical laugh from just jumping on the bed

" May I ask why your laughing so happily ? "

" You know the guard at the cafeteria named guard Lee , the fat one ? "

" Sadly no , may I know what happened ? "

He continued jumping as he bursted out laughing again

" That old hag tried to force me on eating plain rice even though we have the right to have side dishes accompanying our meals "

" Is this why your laughing ? "

" No , im laughing because I stabbed his dumb pedophile ass in the hand with my fork "

The boy dropped on the bed wiping away his tears of happiness as he giggled

" May I know your name ? I want to talk more comfortably with you is that ok ? "

He nodded before smiling and looked at her

" You can call me Sexy Wooyoung , or just Wooyoung maybe cutie too "

She smiled softly and chuckled

" What's so funny about it ! "

His chest started rising up in anger as he bawled his fists

" Do you want to be send to the hospital? I'd gladly help you reach there ! "

He stood up approaching her furiously

"No ,I think it's very cute for you to request being called cutie Wooyoung so please calm down I mean no harm or to make you feel uncomfortable at all "

" Oh well if that's the case , sit down and let's talk about how painful his face looked "

He giggled once again patting the free space of his bed making her sit down

" So where was I ? Yeah after that I stabbed him and spat on his dumb fat face "

" May I also know why you referred to him as pedophile ? Has he ever touched you in any inappropriate way you didn't like ? "

" Not me I would've killed him before he even tried to lay a finger on me "

He scoffed tying his hair back

" So who has he touched inappropriately ? "

" There are so many but , the only names I heard the others talking about was a blond haired boy and another one I forgot his name that acts like a baby "

She sighed and frowned when he said many

" This actually makes me sad , their supposed to help and protect you guys here "

" Please don't be sad their going to pay for this one day when I get out of here , wait who are you ? I've never seen you here before "

He asked curiously as he tapped his legs

" I'm Y/n , the new psychiatrist I just transferred here a week ago "

" Ahh , will you also be with me the whole time ? Because you seem nice unlike the others that work here , I hate their guts makes me want to scoop out their eye balls and play ping pong with it until I grow tired "

She chuckled and smiled at him

" You have been advised to be my patient and some other 7 boys as well "

He smiled as well and stood up looking at her

" Do you have a mp3 player ? "

" No Wooyoung , why do you need one ? "

Wooyoung sat back down sadly pouting

" Because I like to listen to music  I love to dance and it also makes me happy "

"That's amazing, have you never owned one ? "

He shook his head as anger raised up again

" I once asked to borrow one from a friend but than other patients here said I was poor and couldn't afford to buy one myself or that I was going to destroy his expensive gifts because I'm a lunatic and have anger issues so he took it back ,I got angry at him and broke his arm "

" Wooyoung , did you know that hitting someone over what other people say is a waste of your time and energy ? "

" So your also calling me pathetic now ?! "

" No , what I mean is that there was no need to break his arm , he's a bad friend if he believes what other people say about you "

" You seem to be a very bright person that just loves music and dancing am I wrong ? "

" No , Wooyoung loves music and dancing "

He pouted like a child and looked at her

" So what is your favorite color Wooyoung ? "

" Why do you want to know that "

" It would be really mean to get you a MP3 player in a color you don't like "

" Your really going to buy me one ?! ".

" Yes , but under one condition though "

His smile vanished and he scoffed

" Why do I need to do something in return ? You said it's going to be a gift  "

" Because I want to know if you can control-"

" I can control myself ! I'm not crazy ! "

Wooyoung said shouting at her as he ripped some papers that laid on the floor

" I want you to try and control your anger , this would be a good start for you  "

" I'm not angry ! Stop assuming things "

" Listen this is for you , it's a way for you to control yourself and also own something you've always wished to have "

She said looking at him with a little of hope

" And also if you learn how to control yourself , you'd be proofing yourself and other's that your not what they portray you to be "

He looked at her dropping the papers and starred into the space letting the words sink in

" I know It's hard to control your  anger when people just say and assume things about you to provoke that are not even true , so you have to stop them yourself Wooyoung think about it "

" Why do I need to change ?! "

The boy screamed again pulling his hair

" Listen I'll tell you something , anger becomes a problem when you have trouble controlling it , It can also quickly escalate to verbal or physical violence, harming you and those around you , and I'm sure you don't want to harm yourself because of others right "

" Of course , they should suffer not me "

He sighed letting go of his own hair

She came closer grabbing his hand and caressed them softly after he hesitated a little but allowed to be held

" It must have been hard for you today with all these questions I know , but one last thing that I'll give you is a home work "

" I hate homework's , so I won't do this one "

" It's not the type of homework you think it is , I just simply want you to write the songs you like onto a piece of paper till tomorrow and hand it to me so I can transfer them to your mp3 player , and I'll only give it to you if you stay calm for at least a day ok ? "

He smiled until the last part was mentioned

" I-Ill try my best but I can't guarantee you anything about it being easy "

Y/n stood up and looked at him

" So I'll be back tomorrow again ok ? "

" If you don't come back or keep your promise I'll strangle you until you see white "

He laid down and crossed his arms as he looked at her with hope

" Trust me I'm here to help "

She walked out making sure to take the mess he made with the papers with her

Mission get to know Patient 0245 done

[johaerys-writes]

Ch. 12: Maps

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“Lad, do you have a moment?”

Patroclus stops short before Peleus’ office door. Peleus is sitting behind his grandiose desk, the dark mahogany wood smooth and shiny in the light slanting in through the tall windows. The rich pine green curtains are only partly drawn, and the room is illuminated by the soft orange glow of the desk lamp. 

“Sure,” Patroclus says, taking Laika off her leash. She trots happily up the stairs towards his room where her food and water bowls are. Even though Thetis isn’t in the house anymore, it’s still something of a habit for both of them to share the same space, at least for now. He hasn’t had the heart yet to stop her from coming to his bed at night to sleep, and he can’t really think of a reason to do so, save for the constant layer of dog hair all over his clothes. But he has found that of all the things that bother him in life, this is the least of it.

He takes a step inside the office just as Peleus stands up and comes around the desk to lean against it, facing him. “Achilles isn’t with you, is he?

“No. He wasn’t here when I took Laika out on a walk.” 

Where are you going? Patroclus had asked him earlier that day when he saw him tying his trainers next to the door. Achilles had only answered with a shrug of his shoulders and a vague, Out. No other explanation given, and in the time it had taken Patroclus to summon the courage to ask for one, Achilles was already gone. 

Since Thetis left, they… haven’t spoken much. Achilles has spent most of his time brooding at school or in his room, not talking beyond the bare necessities—except for the occasional snapping at his father or the grumbled complaint about this thing or other. Peleus has taken it all in stride so far, not gracing Achilles’ snide or flippant remarks with much more than an acquiescent smile, which somehow makes Achilles brood even more. 

And that, in itself, is surprising. Achilles doesn’t often brood like this. He’s usually wont to simmer hotly for a short while, barely containing his rage or displeasure, before he finally explodes— and then it all goes away as quickly as it came. But then again, Patroclus is not sure how well he knows this side of Achilles. He wasn’t even here the first time Thetis left. So he doesn’t really know what to expect. 

Patrocllus thought he'd be relieved if Thetis ever went away. But it isn’t joy or relief he feels now. Somehow, he can also feel the hollow spot left by her absence, perhaps likes Achilles does, leeching away every other sound, thought and feeling in the house like a black hole. It steals his words and fills him with numbness. He doesn’t know what to say anymore, what to do.

Besides, the way they left things after their fight hasn’t exactly been conducive to an honest conversation, like the ones they used to have. So, leaving Achilles on his own to brood it is.

Peleus sets his cigar on the ashtray and crosses his arms leisurely over his chest. “I thought it was a little too quiet in this house,” he says with a small chuckle. “When it’s quiet like this, that’s when you know he's up to no good, eh?” 

Patroclus laughs awkwardly in response, even though he isn't sure that he agrees completely. Most of the time, Achilles is quiet in Patroclus’ presence: when they’re studying together in his room after school or lying on his bed, listening to music; when they’re hanging out by the shed or when they take their bikes and roam the empty sideroads between the fields in the golden-grey post sunset twilight. Achilles is always so calm in those moments, his eyes either sharp with focus or soft with contentment, his smile genuine and pure. 

This is the side of Achilles, Patroclus thinks, that he knows best. That he loves best. The side of Achilles that only he gets to see. 

The side he hasn’t seen in a while. 

Peleus’ smile melts away just a little when Patroclus falls silent. “I knew it would be hard for him, if Thetis—his mother ever left again,” he says. “Last time she did, he… didn’t take it very well. That’s what I’d been hoping to avoid this time, but— ah. Well. Life is life and people are people, and you can’t change one nor the other, right?” 

Patroclus tries to think of something to say, but Peleus doesn’t look like he’s waiting for an answer. He sighs, and suddenly he looks several years older. He reaches for his cigar and takes a big puff. “He’s a wild thing, unruly. Always has been. You know this better than me, lad. But he has a tender heart. Make no mistake about that.”

Patroclus swallows thickly. There’s a lump there that wasn’t there before, making it hard to breathe. “I know,” he whispers. 

“Don’t know where he’s off to this time, and it’s getting late. Would you mind going out to look for him? Shouldn’t have gone too far, but you never know with him.”

“Uh—yes. Of course.” 

“Oh, and, lad?” Peleus says as soon as Patroclus turns around to leave. 

He pushes himself up and takes a step closer to him. Peleus’ features are hazy with the shadows of the oppressive room and the smoke of his cigar, but Patroclus can tell that he has his customary smile on: it’s warm, friendly and comforting, but there’s a sadness in it that Patroclus can’t remember seeing before.

“Keep an eye on him for me,” he says. “Will you?”

Patroclus doesn’t think he’s at all qualified for that anymore. He isn’t sure Achilles even wants him around— but, yes, of course. He’ll have his eyes on him, always. He doesn’t think he’s ever had a choice in the matter.

He nods slowly, and Peleus smiles again.

“Good lad,” he says, giving Patroclus’ shoulder a firm squeeze. He turns around and walks back behind his desk, reaching for the crystal whiskey decanter on the small bar beside it. “Oh, and make sure the gates are closed when you go out, alright? Don’t want any jackals wandering in again.” 

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for the qsmp ask game!! (we’re not mutuals but hope it’s ok lolol) maybe 6, 9, 11, and/or 15?

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No worries :D I'll happily take any opportunity to ramble, ty

6. Misclick duo, which would also probably be my favorite couple too lmao. They're horrible for eachother but also the best. A friendship duo would probably be Karoke Duo or Soul Sacrificers

9. TUBHOLE, something about a giant chunk taken out of the world and people up to the goofiest shenanigans was one of my favorite things to see.

11. Codeflippa arc, I miss my (fake) daughter where is she? That or whatever you call mysterious third entity arc all at the same time (enderking, madagio, Creation)

15. Tubbo is my main POV overall, watched him as a main for purgatory 1 and 2. I do like a lot more people, but Tubbos POV usually gets a lot important lore in his streams.