#; and of course she now has a tattoo of someone who isn't in the game anymore

[yuujispinkhair]

Winterrrr~~~

I just had a thought!

Yuuji who’s roommates with his gfs and his brother Sukuna

Imagine poor Yuuji dealing with his gf recently buying a dating sim and she spending alll of her time on it, only responding to him in under ten words when he tries to talk to her

The poor baby would be quite literally laying his head on her lap trying to get her attention like a puppy, saying just about ANYTHING to make her set down her game

Sukuna bullys him for it, telling him he’s losing his gf to game just for entertainments sake. Then Yuuji breaking point is when he sees the guy she’s romancing in the game is all cool and tatted up like his brother Sukuna and he’s like “DO YOU LIKE SUKUNA BETTER THAN ME”

Which gets Sukuna’s attention and he decides to add fuel to the fire for fun and starts flirting. So you got two guys fawning all over you for ur attention just like in the game🤗

Was it intentional? Who knows~~~

BABE I AM GOING INSANE OVER THIS 💗💗💗💗

Oh, how Sukuna loves this! The devilish smirk on his face as he flirts with you just to rile his brother up. All the casual comments about how you must really like his tattoos. Walking around shirtless all the time. Being a sexy, charming tease who shamelessly flirts with you every chance he gets.

The thing is, Sukuna doesn't really want to steal his brother's girl. Of course not! He loves Yuuji and wouldn't hurt him like that. This is just a little fun. A joke. Just some typical Sukuna stuff to tease his bro and then laugh about Yuuji's angry scream or the fist connecting with Sukuna's face. Sukuna isn't really trying to get with you! This is just some harmless little game.

That's what he tells himself, at least.

Until it isn't anymore, and Sukuna feels a strange fluttery feeling in his chest anytime he play-flirts with you. And it's even worse when he walks in on you and Yuuji kissing in the kitchen. It feels like his heart got stabbed. And Sukuna realizes he has a huge problem.

Fuck. How did he get himself into this mess?

He tries to stay away from you. Even asks around if someone is looking for a roommate. He knows he should keep his distance and fuck off. But it's so damn hard! Especially because Sukuna has never felt that way about anyone before. But why does it have to be his brother's girl?

Sukuna knows he has to stop. He would feel like shit if he really ruined his brother's relationship. He has to make these feelings disappear somehow!

Or is there maybe a way to make everyone happy? Lately, you seem to initiate situations where all three of you have to spend time together and are really close. Yuuji may be oblivious to it, but Sukuna can see that something is going on. Clearly, you still love his brother just the same as before, but somehow, you seem to be a lot more affectionate toward Sukuna, too.

And so Sukuna makes up his mind. Maybe it's time to have a talk with his little brother. Didn't they manage to share their toys when they were still little kids? What speaks against doing the same thing now?

(I really hope one day I will have time to finally post my wip where Reader is roommates with the brothers and starts dating both of those fine pink-haired men!!)

[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

A promise kept

Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles, day 8

Prompt: Idiots to lovers

Rated: G

Tags: Childhood friends to lovers; Mistaken identity; Fluff; Modern AU if you squint

CW: none

Notes: @house-of-the-moving-image and I came up with this while bouncing ideas for another drabble and fell instantly in love with the idea. Be sure to also check out the precious art they made!!!

The bars of the jungle gym creak but Steve doesn’t lift his face from his hunched knees.

“Hey, big boy, don't cry.” 

“‘m not crying. Go away!”

This is ridiculous. He's almost eight, and eight-year-old boys don't cry. Not even if their only friend in the whole world just told them they're moving away to live with their uncle. 

They don't even know each other’s names. Names don't matter when you're eight and you're both at the park and looking for someone to play with. 

So Steve is big boy. 

And his friend … well, Steve mostly calls him his dragon.

It's because of this game they have. Steve is a king and the other boy his dragon and the jungle gym their castle, and every day, they have a new adventure. 

Except now, there won't be any more adventures.

“Oh? But how am I supposed to give you this?” 

Steve lifts his head, goes a bit cross-eyed at the flower that's hovering right in front of his face. 

“What would I want with that?” he snaps. “Flowers are for girls.” 

His dragon chuckles as he joins him on his perch. The playground stretches out under them. Their kingdom. 

“But this isn't just any flower. It's magical.” 

Steve wrinkles his nose. “Magical?” 

“Yup!” His friend's face breaks into a grin, two teeth short. “As long as you keep it, I'll always make my way back to you. It may take a while, but I'll find you eventually.” 

“Promise?” Steve murmurs. There's a lump in his throat and it comes out small and quiet.

“I promise.” The other boy winks and tugs the flower behind his ear. “That I'll find you, and that I'll always be your dragon. And now, my king … how about one final adventure?” 

*

The colors of the jungle gym are faded with age. Like the pressed flower in its frame on his bedroom wall. 

“Oh hey, Steve!” 

Steve looks up from the book in his lap to find a familiar someone next to their picnic blanket.

“Eddie, hi!” He smiles, even as his stomach drops. “I … what are you doing here?” 

“Steve?” Will asks, ogling Eddie's tattoos and wild hair with large eyes. “Who's this?” 

“Oh, erm …” Steve runs an awkward hand through his hair. “My friend Eddie. He just moved here. Eddie, this is Will and El, the kids I babysit?” 

“Of course,” Eddie dips into a bow, which makes the twins giggle. “Steve has told me all about you.” 

“Do you want to sit with us?” El asks. “Steve is reading the How to train your dragon books to us.” 

“Fuck yeah, I love dragons!” Eddie cheers. Only he doesn’t sit on the blanket like a normal person - he perches himself on the steps of the jungle gym and hisses, pulling a silly face and mimicking claws with his hands. El whoops and claps while Will smiles shyly. Steve needs to swallow against the memories that threaten to crawl up his throat. 

*

“Was it alright to invite Eddie?” El asks. They've finished reading for the day and she helped Steve get snow cones. “You said he's your friend, but you seem sad when you look at him.”

Steve sighs.

“It's okay,” he says, because how do you explain this to a seven-year-old? 

How do you explain I only met him a few weeks ago but I really like him and it confuses me because it seems like I've known him forever because he reminds me so much of someone I used to know and I'm scared because it feels like I'm betraying that person even though I'm sure they've long forgotten about me?

Will is up on the jungle gym when they round the corner, beaming from ear to ear and talking animatedly with Eddie, who is gesturing up at him from the ground. 

“El!” he calls out when he spots his sister. She smiles and clambers up to join him, handing over one of the dripping snow cones. “Eddie has the best ideas. He just told me about this game he used to play as a kid. Did you know the jungle gym could be a castle and we could be kings and dragons? What do you want to be? We could-” 

“Steve?” 

Someone touches his shoulder and he flinches back into his own body. Eddie’s voice is full of concern, and okay, that's probably because he just dropped their snow cones. They're forming rainbow-colored puddles in the grass. 

“Stevie, c'mon, talk to me! You're freaking me out here!”

He snaps his head up. 

“Oh, thank fuck,” Eddie smiles. His eyes are large with worry. Large and brown and crinkling at the corners and so familiar and Steve's an idiot. “You just zoned out there, I thought-” 

“It's you,” Steve mutters. His hands are shaking and his eyes are stinging and then the next thing he knows is that his arms are around Eddie’s neck and he's sobbing into his shoulder. “Holy fuck, it's really you! You're my dragon!” 

“Wait, what?” Eddie pulls back, smile wide and incredulous. His fingers wipe away Steve’s tears, trace the shape of his cheekbones and jaw. “You're- Shit, really? I knew you looked familiar, but I thought there was no way-” 

“I was feeling so bad!” Steve blurts, chest heaving with what might be sobs or laughter, and who cares really, when he found his dragon again? “I was so scared to fall for you because-” 

“Oh?” Eddie’s grin isn't missing any teeth, but it's still just as brilliant. “Are you now?” 

“Huh?” 

Eddie chuckles. “Falling for me?” 

Steve feels himself flush, even as he gives a shaky nod. Eddie’s eyes are soft as he pulls him in. 

“It's okay, big boy. You don't have to be afraid of anything while I'm around.”

“This is really weird,” El whispers from somewhere above them as their lips meet. “I don't think they understand how being friends works.”

All my holiday drabbles

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I know it was a prompt and u said you werent gonna do anything with it (and you so should) but i love ur two posts on the Queen of Clones Elle/Amnesiac Champion Kon AU (especially Kon's knight design (like ghost tattoos?!?!? so so cool) and Elle's relationship with him). Got anymore headcanons about this au? Who are the other clones you envisioned playing the background characters? Do Kon and Tim actually cuddle in the Only One Bed scenario? Does Elle get a cool princess/queen design(s) since Kon gets a knight one? Does Tim walk into Kon's knight practice and have a "oh no he's hot" moment? Just afagshjdksll this au is so cool please tell me all about it

The thing is, whenever I say "I'm going to put X idea here for someone else to grab since I'm never going to do anything with it" I'm lying. I'm a liar. It's still lives in my brain and is taking over all rational thought. I have at least 85% of a story written in my head when I say that, I just know that I'm never going to sit down and actually write it down lol

I have SO MANY thoughts about this AU, you have no idea what you've done asking me about it haha

(and seriously if anything at all in my ramblings here is of interest to anyone have at it, everything I post should always be considered free game to use as a writing prompt haha)

Like, between Elle getting snatched by the GIW & Kon ending up in custody with the Justice League for a bit, a lot of the clones that weren't involved in the rescue(s) who are out in the wider multiverse come pouring in to check on them and there's this huge impromptu "Congrats on Escaping a Government Agency" party for the two of them.

There are so many clones just everywhere, Tim is overwhelmed by them all (and hasn't actually realized that the whole deal of the place is that everyone there is a clone yet). But he's dealing. He's sticking close to Kon (because he's never letting Kon leave his sight again, especially since he's half convinced that Elle kidnapped & brainwashed Kon into being her loyal servant for evil purposes) and getting introduced to the most diverse group of entities he's ever seen before (humans aren't the only ones who get into cloning).

And then there's an excited whoop as some kid comes flying out of a portal and launches himself at Kon, talking a thousand miles a second, just so happy Kon is back and okay and the boy is so chipper and happy and sweet that it takes Tim a second to realize holy shit is that Damian????

The kid is the Heretic, aged down and growing up again with a fresh slate after getting sent to Elle's Haunt post however he disappeared/died in DC canon (I'm a bit fuzzy on those details). Of course that information takes a bit for Tim to figure out, becuase the kid has no memories at all of being the Heretic or of Damian or Talia or Bruce or fighting his way out of a whale fully grown. As far as he's concerned he's Antonio, Paulina Sanchez' adopted son, and like sure he's somebody's clone but that really doesn't matter to him, he only comes to Elle's haunt to hang out and tag along behind Kon because he thinks Kon is the coolest. (Kon is explaining this to Tim as a bright, cheerful, normal kid version of Damian is sitting on his shoulders. Tim is losing his god damn mind).

And the Only One Bed Thing!! Okay, so like, Kon is Elle's Champion and basically her unofficial Heir. When Elle isn't around he's in charge of her Haunt and looking after all the other clones. And even when she is there he just goes full Big Brother mode on everyone. It doesn't matter if the clones that end up in the Haunt are actually older than him, he's their big brother now.

To that end, clones end up coming to Kon all the time in the middle of the night, unable to sleep because of nightmares and stuff. And Kon is the cuddliest motherfucker. He's all about platonic cuddles to help people sleep. Just about every clone that's ever spent any time at Elle's haunt has ended up curled up in a blanket fort in Kon's room getting cuddled into feeling safe and cared for.

So for Kon? Only One Bed is no issue at all.

Oh all the clones coming over for the party has taken up all the rooms and Elle is "too weak from recovering" for her Haunt to make more? Of course Red Robin can stay in his room! His bed is so comfy and there's more than enough room for both of them (and like, sure, he's kinda panicking a little because he's never cuddled with anyone he's sorta had a tiny bit of a crush on, but he cab be cool! Besides, its hard to fully commit to the crush one Red Robin when Mystery Boy is out there somewhere, oh maybe he can ask Red Robin about him! He seems to know so much about Kon he'll know who Kon is in love with back in his old life!)

Tim, on the other hand, is just fully:

Over the prospect of having to keep his shit together while sleeping in the same bed as Kon (who sleeps without a shirt, jesus fucking christ, Kon has tattoos now since when did that happen??? why is he somehow more attractive than when he disappeared??? oh god Tim is going to have a fucking heart attack) especially after Kon drops the bomb that the only thing he can remember from before is some guy that Kon was apparently totally in love with??? Like Tim is being thrown wildly between being a Bi Disaster to being totally devistated and back again.

He mostly manages to keep himself together, at least until it's actually time for bed and it turns out that Kon is a cuddler when he sleeps (Kon did warn him! "just shove me off if I end up trying to use you as a pillow it won't wake me up" he said, and Tim thought "well it can't be that bad" he was so fucking wrong) and Tim ends up wrapped up in a cocoon of muscled and tattooed Kryptonian arms with his face smushed into Kon's chest and Kon nuzzling into Tim's hair in his sleep and it's the most comfortable Tim's ever been in his life and Kon purrs in his sleep like how is that even fair??? (I love the Kyrptonian's purr headcanon so much it has to be in here lol)

By the end of the first week Tim's has slept more and better than he has in years. He's genuinely forgotten what it's like to have a normal sleep schedule. Even with all his panicking, Kon sleepily curling up around him and hugging him like a teddy bear just knocks him out. It's insane.

And Elle! I have so many thoughts about Elle in this AU!

I mentioned it in one of my other posts on this AU that Elle gives off Vibes based off her various Epitaphs that she's gained, and I think that she'd kinda push that to the max when it came to Tim for awhile when Kon first shows up with him.

Like, she takes one look at Tim and is like "ah, this is Mystery Boy my amnesiac bestie has been on about forever" while also realizing that Kon has no idea that he's just panic-kidnapped the one person he sorta remembers from his old life. Which is the oppurtunity of so much fun matchmaking chaos. And she loves Kon, she's planning on officially making him her Heir so that he becomes Prince of Clones as well as her Champion, she wants him to be happy.

But also she's protective over him, more even than a lot of the other clones that end up in her Haunt. Kon doesn't remember his old life and he was so badly injured when he ended up in Elle's haunt that Frostbite hadn't been sure he would survive. Add in the fact that Red Robin was clearly with the people that had captured Kon while he and the other clones were getting her out of the GIW facility (and that the Justice League is sort of a government agency in it's own right) and Elle isn't totally sold on Tim.

She goes out of her way to give off extra creepy vibes while around him. Making sure he understands that she's more than strong enough to destroy him if he even thinks about hurting Kon. At least in the early days of Tim being in her haunt. She does, eventually, lighten up - especially when Kon gives her the big eyes and asks her to trust him, that he knows that Red Robin is someone he believes is good and that won't ever hurt him. She's still keeps a close eye on Tim, but does chill out a little after that.

And she does have a Queen Form (and a princess form when she's doing her Crown Princess of the Infinite Realms thing). She has a couple different forms/designs depending on which Epitaph she's invoking (and of course a fun vaguely eldritch shadow form that scares the shit out of Tim haha).

Her Clone Queen design is BIG, not quite massive Eldritch Ghost King Danny big, but definitely big. Like 20-30 feet tall big, so she can pick up and carry/hold all her clone children like little babies (if any clones are from a race/species that's bigger than that her size adjusts so she's always big enough to carry them).

She has a crown made out of mirror shards that float around and move so that it's always changing shape (I've been feeling clones being called "Mirrorborn" in the Infinite Realms since there's kind of a naming convention already with "unborn" and clones could be seen as kind of like reflections in a way. Elle's official title is actually "Queen of the Mirrorborn" though sometimes is called "Mother of Mirrors" that's why Kon's sheild reflects things, since Elle made it for him out of a piece of her crown while naming him her Champion) and wears a dress that also looks like it's covered in mirrors. It's actually very soft and comfortable and it's super common for clones to climb around or curl up in her skirts and sleep in there.

Her dress does turn into armor though if she needs to fight. And while in Clone Queen mode it's actually super easy for her to duplicate herself a bunch of times.

Knight Training!

Once Elle chills out on Tim a little and is fully onboard the matchmaking train with the rest of the clones (all while absolutely none of them tell Kon that Red Robin is obviously his Mystery Boy) she has Fright Knight show up more often to train Kon specifically for the purpose of Tim walking in on shirtless Tim expertly going through sword forms and sparring with various other clones. And of course Tim and Kon have to have a sparring scene, where Tim is so distracted by Kon being so fucking attractive he ends up pinned against a wall with the flat of a sword under his chin and Kon giving him a cheeky wink and then it's on and there's a whole dramatic flirty fight scene as they make their way through half of Elle's Haunt while sword fighting.

Also! Since Elle's entire court is actually there for once, a bunch of different monarchs around the Infinite Realms decide to host a tournament, so Kon gets to do official knight stuff in his best armor. And Tim gets place of honor right next to Elle during all the jousting and fighting stuff so he gets the best view of Kon kicking ass.

Tim (still wearing his mask because even if he's pretty sure that no one here is evil or would use his secret identity against him - or even care that he has one) has been all dressed up in some gorgeous clothes fit for his status as "Companion" to a Queen's Champion/future Heir. Just something absolutely insanely georgous in the colors of his Red Robin suit, with a dramatic but entirely functionless cape and Kon's crest (not Elle's but Kon's) embroidered on it and it's Kon's turn to blue screen at seeing Tim for the first time all dressed up.

And Tim is maybe finally putting together from talking with Kon that he might be Mystery Boy that Kon remembers from before and that Kon is in love with. So just before Kon is going out to joust, Tim - taking Elle's advice that he should give Kon a favor before the tournament for good luck - and wanting it to be more meaningful than just a handkerchief or something, takes his mask of and gives it to Kon as his favor.

And Kon just loses his god damn mind because Mystery Boy and Red Robin are the same person and all he wants to do is kiss Tim stupid but Fright Knight Master of Chivalry is like "nope you gotta win this tournament and bring honor to your beloved and do this whole ridiculous song and dance about it, no kissing, get out there and smash some heads together - and keep your helmet on this time!" and just yeets a disgruntled Kon out into the field before he can do anything.

And of course with all this extra incentive - Fright is serious about that whole "prove your love through combat" thing he's not going to be allowed to even kiss Tim's hand unless he wins and is perfectly chivalous while doing it - Kon wins the Tournament and is given the flower crown he's supposed to give to the most beautiful of all the observers and of course he gives it to Tim and he doesn't care if there's a forty step courting process he's supposed to follow Fright, he's fucking kissing Tim and there's nothing you can do about it!

Literally seconds away from them finally kissing is when the Justice League kick down the door to get Tim back.

The ghosts aren't even the ones that wrecks the Justice League's shit for interuppting, it's just Tim screaming at them about being cock blocks for forty minutes while Kon screams into the void in the background.

(Kon does get his memories back eventually, and he and Tim do finally get that kiss and start dating. But at that point Kon has been named Elle's heir so Fright Knight is even more rediculous about Correct Courting Steps than before because Kon is a Prince now. Elle is just relieved that it turns out that the Justice League nuked the GIW while they were looking for Tim, because they were not okay with them or the Anti-Ecto Laws. Kon is mortified at having what is effectively his adoptive mother constantly popping in to dote on him while in the middle of fights, Elle is having a great time.)

[sugawhaaa]

Can you do a Junhan fic where at a party he gets paired with fem y/n for seven minutes in heaven but she doesnt expect what he does when the door shuts because he's usually innocent and quiet.

Also he makes sure she stays quiet the whole time and punishes her if she doesn't. Also can it end with Junhan making y/n promise to keep it their little secret.

I definetly don't have a kink for hidden personality switch ups or anything 😙

JUNHAN X READER

"Let's keep this our little secret~"

💋Warnings::SMUT

🖤Pairing::rough!dom!Junhan x sub!fem!reader

💫Genre::ftl, college au, hair pulling, choking (??) Rough, edging, fingering, blowjob, degradation, rushed, drooling,

💦A/N:: when I saw this request I literally lost mind. I've always loved 7moh prompts and this one is just SOOO PERFECT

🎧Songs to listen to while reading::

You were at a rather small pool party. It wasn't small small but were not talking a rave at someone's house. There were about 20-30 people there MAX. Out of those other 29 people one of your rather distant friends was there. Junhan. You've always found him quite attractive especially when he plays guitar in the band room at the collage.

He was in your friend group but he wasn't very talkative so you don't really know much about him. Your friends always warn you that he's just really shy and it's nothing personal but you have an odd feeling he really doesn't like you. Every time he looks at you he looks like he wants to bash your head in so you try to avoid looking at him which can be hard when he's shredding his guitar.

About half of the people at the party or so had gathered in the kitchen, standing in a circle. You and your close few friends decided to join in. Did you know what it was for? No. Were you going anyway? Of course. You, Junhan, and your girl friend joined in the circle. A dark-skinned woman started going around the circle with a hat and a bunch of papers as she explained the rules of this game.

"Everyone will pull a number out of the hat and once everyone has looked at their number we'll get Google to pick two random numbers. The people with those numbers will be then locked in a closet for 30 minutes," she explained as she let everyone pick out a paper.

"I thought the game was called seven minutes of heaven?" A girl asked as she smacked her gum.

"Yes but realistically 7 minutes isn't enough time to fuck now is it?" The tanned woman smirked and the girl blushed.

Finally, the woman extended the hat out to you. You put your hand into the pile of papers and pick out a random one. She then moved to Junhan. She looked him up and down as he picked out a piece of paper. His black nails contrasted with the white paper.

You opened the folded paper to see the number "6" drawn in black ink. You shrug and look at Junhan. He looked back at you and as soon as you made eye contact you looked away with pink cheeks.

What number did you get?" He asks in a deep voice. You look up at him and his long hair.

"Six," you reply. "What'd you get?" 

"Twelve," he replies before looking back at the tanned woman.

"Alright," she says as she picks up her phone. The tattoo on her elbow is now visible. It was a Mickey Mouse. How interesting. "Google says, twelve!" She grins and looks around the circle. "Who has twelve?" She looks around and Junhan raises his hand looking at his paper. He seems so relaxed I'd be freaking out if I was him, you think to yourself. "And six!" The girl smiles before setting down her phone. 

Did she say six? You look up at Junhan and he's already looking at you calmly. 

"I have six," you say as you raise your hand slowly. 

"Alright let's get you two to the closet," she said as she grabbed your wrist. She leads the two of you to a closet under the staircase. "Try not to get cum on anything, I cleaned it out but there's still some jackets in there," she says as she opens the door and shoves the two of you in there, locking the door. 

You sit there trying to process everything. Everything happened so fast. Five seconds ago you were hanging out at the poolside with your drink and friends, dancing. And now you're locked in a closet with Junhan. 

"You're sitting on my leg," Junhan says calmly. You instantly move off of his leg and onto the floor.

"Sorry!" You apologize and scoot to the other wall, far from Junhan but his long legs get tangled with yours. He then crawls closer to you, catching you by surprise. 

"We have a decent amount of space don't we," he smirks as he presses his body against yours. Your breath catches in your throat as he speaks. 

"Y-Yeah," you look up at him as your breathing increases. 

"We don't have a lot of time," he says as he takes off his shirt. The small Crack in the door illuminates his toned torso.

"W-wait are we actually doing this," you panic as he sets his shirt aside. 

"Fuck yeah we are," he pins you to the floor. "Do you have any idea how bad I want this right now," he says in a low voice before leaning down, kissing your neck. 

"Are you sure about this? I thought you hated me?" You put your hand on his head as your breath becomes rapid. 

"Hate you?" He repeats. "I don't hate you, I hate the way you make me so fucking hard every time I see you," Junhan hisses before kissing your jawline. You blush at his confession, your body tensing.

"I always imagine your pretty little hands around my cock, how much I wish I could bury my fingers in your tight little pussy," he looks at me with hazy eyes filled with lust. You look into his dark eyes, his eyeshadow surrounding them creating an alluring energy. He runs his hand down your body before placing it at your hip. His other hand explores the rest of your body, every curve and duvet. "You're so hot," he mumbles as his hand travels between your legs, grazing his fingertips along your folds. His other hand starts slowly creeping under your shirt to feel your bare skin. 

"Fuck, your driving me wild," you moan and Junhan smirks. He loves to see the way your body squirms beneath his touch. He slowly takes off your shirt, discarding it somewhere in the closet. He kisses up your stomach as his hands aimlessly caress you. You put one of your hands on the floor to hold yourself up and the other goes to his hair, gently playing with it. 

"I've dreamed about this every fucking night," he hisses against your skin. "Your body is so much prettier than I dreamed," he says as his hand slides up your back to unclip your bra. He slides it off of your arms and finally sees your entire torso naked for the first time. His eyes locked on your tits. He smirks widely before leaning down to kiss your tender skin. He sucks on your breast as his hand plays with your other. His thumb rubbing over your sensitive nipple. You arch your back into his body and he pushes his body against you harder, forcing your body down. 

You whimper and Junhan lifts his head. "If you don't quiet down I'm going to make you shut up," he hisses and you nod. You bite your nuclear to keep your moans down as his tongue slithers around your skin. His free hand goes down to the button of your jeans, fumbling to unbuckle it before pulling down the zipper. You let out a soft gasp and he raises his head. He starts to pull down your jeans and he rubs your clit through your panties, watching the way your hips buck into his hand. Soft, muffled, whimpers escape your lips. 

Your body starts squirming and aches for him. Wishing he was inside of you, somewhere, with anything. His fingers, tongue, dick, you don't even care anymore. He pulls down your panties just enough that he can access your entire pussy. He takes a long lick up your folds, sucking up all of your precum. He teases your entrance with the tip of his index finger, flicking it back and forth. 

"Fuck! Please stop teasing me," you whimper loudly. 

"Shh, baby," he says as he slides his finger effortlessly inside you. Your hold body jumps as you clench around his finger. He smirks as he curls his finger slowly. You put your wrist between your teeth to keep your moans quiet as he finds your G-spot.

"There you go, you like that?" He says in a low seductive tone. You feel your walls tighten around his finger and he pushes another one inside you. He curls them but at different times. One curls then when he curls it as much as he can he curls the other one. The sound of your juices sloshing around echoes in the small closet. You throw your head back and let go of your wrist. A mess of moans spilling from your mouth. "Babe, you need to be quiet," he stops his fingers to speak to you, making sure you're 100% listening to him. 

You nod your head quickly, praying that he'll continue if you acknowledge his warning.

"I'll be quiet," you whimper and he resumes his finger attack. His long fingers hit the perfect spot at the perfect angle. You feel like you're just about to tip over the edge when he stops. "No!" You gasp out and grab your hair in a fist. Junhan finally snaps and puts his hand over your mouth. You moan into his palm as he pushes your head against the wall.

"You need to be quiet," he warns you for the one-hundredth time. You nod your head and he slowly lets go of your face. "This is your last warning, I'll have to gag you if you don't stop moaning so loudly," he sighs as he pulls his fingers out of you, watching how your walls clenched to them. He rubs his fingers gently up and down your folds. You bite your lip to keep your little whimpers and pleads quiet. "Did you bring your phone in here?" He asks softly and you shake your head. "Do you know where it is?"

You shake your head again and he sighs. "I don't know how much time I have to fuck you stupid," he says as he looks around the small, dark, room. Your heart skips a beat, your mind racing with thoughts of what he plans to do to you. You had lost all sense of time while he was teasing you, your mind was just circling with pleasure. If you had to guess it's probably been about 10 to 15 minutes meaning there's still a decent amount of time. He bit his lip and looked down at you. He thought for a moment as he looked you up and down, a small smirk on his lips. "You've been a bad girl, I think I'm going to make you wait before you can cum," he strokes your thigh gently as he speaks to you.

"Please Junhan, I promise I'll be good," you beg him but you know he's going to stand by what he said. He shook his head and started undoing his belt, the sound of the buckle unlatching ringing in your ears. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper quickly and you can tell by the look in his eyes where this is going. He pulls his jeans and boxers off quickly and pulls you close to him. 

"Be a good girl and suck," he smirked at you as he held the back of your head. You instantly listened and leaned down, his tip just at your lips. He watched you intently as you put him in your mouth. You stuff him in your mouth, trying to fit his entire length in. He held back your hair as you slowly started to bob your head. You take your time to roll your tongue along his length. "Good girl," he smirked and his praise only encouraged you.

He tossed his head back and listened to the sounds of you sucking him. Bobbing your head up and down as you hold his hips to help stabilize yourself. He looked back down at you, his fingers traveling down to your hair. His thumb rubs the side of your face as you keep your steady pace. "That's it," he smiles lustfully at you. You feel his cock twitch in your mouth. As much as he's being dominant as Hell he can't deny the fact that you're skilled at this. You put your feet up as you continue to suck him off. The small room doesn't allow for much movement or space but you make it work.

He holds your head tight as his climax approaches. "I've dreamed about this for so long," Junhan looks down at you. His eyes are full of admiration and lust. One more long hard suck and he explodes in your mouth, letting out a low grunt as he holds your head down, making you swallow every drop. "Swallow all of it," he commands and you do as he says. You slide him off your lips and open your mouth wide, showing him that you swallowed it all. He smirks and pulls you close. "Good girl," he says as he pets your hair. As he hugs you, your core presses against his cock, instantly hardening it. 

His cock pulses against you and he can't hold back any longer. "I need to be inside you," he groans out. "I need you to be quiet though, remember?" He says as he holds up your hips.

"Yes," you nod as you put your hands on his chest, preparing to sink down on him. He lines his tip up to your entrance before slowly pushing you down. His cock fills you up so perfectly, your eyes roll back from the pleasure. He grunts quietly as he feels your walls hug each and every fiber of his cock. You finally fully sit down on him and he guides your hips to grind on him.

"I hate to cut this short doll, but we might not have much time left," he says as he pushes you down hard, electing a moan from you. He pushes his hips up into you as he finds your sweet spot. You slap a hand over your mouth trying to muffle your cries but Junhan gets fed up.

He pulls away your hand and he stuffs his fingers in your mouth. You moan softly as you suck his fingers. "Shut up," he hisses and you whimper, continuing to grind against him. "I'd love to hear your cries but not right now. I've told you many times," he says as his unoccupied hand guides your hips. You nod as your legs shake. His girth stretches your pussy so perfectly. He holds your tongue down in your mouth as his thumb pushes your chin up, forcefully shutting your mouth. He pushes his hips up into you and you start bouncing on him. His hand claws at your hip as his nails dig into your skin. You feel your climax approaching and you start going faster, your walls clenching so hard you can hear the sound of your sensitive skin sticking to him.

You whimper into his fingers, trying to warn him of your fast-approaching, long-awaited, orgasm. You shake your head but Junhan holds your jaw straight. "I know you're close baby," he smirks with a soft grunt. "I'll take my fingers out once you've cum alright?" 

You nod your head as saliva drips from your chin. His fingers coated in your drool. You squint your eyes shut as he thrusts up into you, hitting your G-spot. Your legs shake and stop moving, spilling all of your cum onto his thighs. Your head falls down as saliva pours from your lips. He slips his fingers out of your mouth and only more drool follows his motion. Your saliva drips down your torso down to his thighs. He leans up and kisses your swollen lips. His hands tangling in your hair. He pulls back from the kiss and looks up at you with his Boba eyes. 

"You're so beautiful," he mumbles before pulling you off of his cock. He held you close when there was a knock on the door. The door opened and the woman from before poked her head in. Junhan covered your body as best as he could with his shirt and his arms. 

"Times up," she said before closing the door. Her feet could be seen through the crack at the bottom of the door. You look down at the puddle of cum and drool on the floor.

"Could we have a towel? Or two?" You ask in a hoarse voice.

"Jesus, what did you guys do," the woman groans as she walks out to the bathroom. You collect up your clothes but don't put them on yet just to be sure nothing gets on them. The woman comes back with two towels. She opens the door and hands them to you. You give one to Junhan and the two of you wipe up your bodies before cleaning the floor. "I swear if I see a single drop of cum on my Calvin Klein jacket I'm going to murder the two of you," she chuckles from outside the door. 

The two of you finish putting your clothes on and prepare to exit the closet, praying that all the people who were there earlier are gone. You carefully open the door and let out a relieved sigh as you see the kitchen empty. You held Junhans hand as you left the closet. "Man, he must've fucked you up good," The woman smirks as she puts her hand on her hip. Junhan blushed and looked away. 

"Why do you say that?" You panic as you think there might be a reminiscence of drool or cum on your lips. The woman laughs softly. 

"Your hair is all messy, your out of breath and a little sweaty, there's also marks all over your chest," she points to your chest and you look down. 

"When did you do that?!" You look over at junhan and he blushes. 

"When you were riding my-"

"Okay nope that's good," you put a finger over his lips as he begins to explain himself. The woman looks at the two of you happily. 

"I knew from the moment I saw him that he would be really good and rough," she smirked as she looked him up and down again. You cling to Junhans arm in a sort of possessive way. Junhan smiled softly. "Seems I was right," she says before pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. She takes a puff of it before speaking again. "The washing machine is downstairs to the left, go toss those towels in there because I wouldn't be caught dead touching someone else cum covered towels," she waved her hands for the two of you to go and you did as she asked. The two of you were alone again as you went downstairs.

"Did I…hurt you?" He asks softly out of the blue. You look at him surprised by his shy nature again.

"No,no" you shake your head as you throw in your towel. "Well, maybe my jaw a little bit," you chuckled and rubbed your jaw. 

"Want me to kiss it better?" He teases you before kissing you. "Let's keep this whole thing as a little secret alright? Just me and you, no one else~"

[katkat030]

Hey Kat! o/

Could you answer your favourite question from your recent reblog '40 questions - meme for fic writers'?

I'm curious which one is your fav! (And what your answer would be ^-^)

(No pressure of course! :P)

Hello hello!

4. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Care to share one of them?

A fair few! From a glance at my documents, I'd say about nine, three or four of which are half-formed ideas that probably won't see the light of day unless I get a sudden burst of inspiration to finish them.

I know fic usually means fanfic, but I do also have a poetry-style project I picked up a few days ago for chipping away at as atmosphere building practice, based on an irl setting!

Among my wips is a college au that I decided to create solely because it's debilitatingly funny to take Life Series and Hermitcraft events and translate them into real world scenarios.

The cactus ring? Grian accidentally punched Scar as a fight-or-flight response and, embarrassed, crashes at his older sister Pearl's house, who just so happened to need someone to look after it while she goes away for a few weeks. When he returns to school, Scar isn't there, so he tells his friends jokingly that he murdered the guy.

Cleo's stitching like tattoos? Every time someone asks why she has them, Joe, her best friend and resident literature student, gets to come up with even more elaborate and blatant lies. That's where the rumours that she's a zombie came from. He takes great pride in quoting Frankenstein and insinuating she's some modern-day version of his monster, and they both find it hilarious.

The roomies get to be roomies, because I say so. <3 When left to their own devices, Etho and Bdubs sometimes stretch the duvets and blankets between the top bunks in some sort of blanket fort to sit under while they play video games together. They dub the tradition the making of snow forts (Last Life my beloved) because it's really cold in winter without blankets. If Etho lends Bdubs his puffer jacket, that's between them.

Before becoming roommates with Scar, Grian occasionally saw two smaller Jellie look-alikes (she often accompanies Scar to classes, and since they both take architecture he's learnt her name), and assumed that by some witchcraft, Jellie must somehow spontaneously split into two. They're actually just a pair of trouble-making kittens, Katy Bee and Mr Finnegan. After moving in, Grian, resident pranker, takes them under his wing and teaches them how to properly get up to mischief.

[lanaevyssmoved]

questions for da clown: 5, 11, 13 (hehe gale's poetry? mayhap?), and 37!

5. Do they have any tattoos? if so what are they and do they have any special meaning?

nope!! i am sorry to say hiri has absolutely no tattoos (or piercings!!) she is fresh as a baby. afhiri grew up poor and is still incredibly poor and good quality tattoos are very expensive so i don't see them ever being able to afford that. and by the time they get any money (dating a rich wizard from waterdeep......) i do be thinking gale would be like. no.. you cant have a scribble of a cat on ur arm. i know you like tara but that doesnt seem like a Wise decision my love.................. also i know backalley tattoos surely exist but we're also going to say gale says no immediately that shit not hygienic ur gonna get an Infection smh.............

11. Do they have any addictions?

do silly wizards count? got an issue there.......SDFSKLFS

but no, afhiri isn't addicted to anything, not in a traditional sense. they drink recreationally and with access if possible i could see afhiri being insane when high. afhiri has never been high before. actually i think the world wouldnt be able to handle that, lets not entertain the idea before something terrible happens

i would say, as an unhinged shipper, especially post-game, afhiri could be considered addicted to displays of power. bare with me here. from the second she met gale she was into him because she found him fucking hilarious, but it was when gale performed magical feats in front of that she was completely enamoured. now, afhiri is a bard, she can do magic, but its very simple and absolutely not impressive especially since she only uses non-offensive magic (except vicious mockery and bane hehehehe) but compared to gale? something gale isn't shy to say either? now that shit is something, that shit is gorgeous. and she hasn't EVER seen anything like it before. one could say she worshipped him immediately because how could someone do stuff like that? insane. it's insane! and then of course it turns into a disgusting cycle of , do cooler magic to impress clown , clown is impressed and wants more , repeat, repeat, oh no the wizard is doing something illegal, oh no the tief is really excited, oh no is that completely and utterly forbidden magic that no mortal should touch? ohhhhhh .. oh the clown is DOWN.

is that an addiction? me thinks so. me decides so

13. Do they enjoy poetry?

can't believe someone i trust would use discord conversations to target me in such a way.. TWICE.

hello hi a bard and a wizard who likes to try his hand at poetry walk into a bar

now we're gonna be frank here. no poetry afhiri writes is good. one could not even consider it poetry, it doesn't fit the rules. boy is it full of heart though, can't write her off when she is trying so hard (not to do it right, of course, but to be truthful, open, vulnerable? it's there. it's there) so when they do, eventually, share poetry in camp by the fire, afhiri don't know what the fuck gale is saying, and gale is blink slowly like ???? if he didn't know her as well as he did, he might think he's being pranked. it may seem like they are doomed!! doomed to not be poetry lovers!! you would be wrong, my friend

a couple like they whom devotes wholeheartedly and worships them body and soul...... one can love shitty, or incomprehensible poetry.

gale sees the effort in their poetry and can read between the lines to see the feeling there, he's the type who would pin it on the fridge and look at it wistfully every day .

afhiri actively asks what the fuck it means every time. or asks tara if she's closer by. it can take some time for her to get it, but there's always the OHHHHHHHHH. that's hot babe realisation. afhiri keeps every single poem in her backpack. shes gonna be needing a bigger backpack

37. Are they religious? If so do they have a strong sense of faith, are they uncertain, or are they somewhere in between?

answered here !!!

[hospitalterrorizer]

diary405

11/1-2/24

friday - saturday

loved the first day of the con.

sin city anime is simply the best, probably. tiny enough to not feel too overstimulating, not so small it feels dull. a very good medium they've got though of course they want to get bigger... but that will come when we've left vegas probably.

they had a guy's brand there, hypercore, he draws you if you buy something... my gf bought some stuff from him, and he drew us both. so i will post both of ours together, i think this is the first time what she looks like will be put here in image, which is so funny to me.

very sweet man. i believe his name is hiroshi... he was very fast with this, i feel like maybe i learned something seeing it happen. i mean we look like the same, face shape and stuff, he just does the same thing every time basically but not necessarily . i like how my lips look, or, i like how he made that shape in his style. interesting to think about making others conform to the shapes you like. which is kind of what a lot of artists end up doing. or not 'a lot', because that makes it sound like i think there is a perfect artist who does not, but it is the fundamental thing, in any creative thing i think, it travels along your ways of seeing, and your ways of breaking up your ways of seeing, you know, making different sorts of efforts and things. i hope that makes sense. it's not like there is any perfect reference to the real one can make in drawing, it's not like... it's not just 'communication' or 'translation' either, it has its own place, it can do itself for itself, seeing and then being there, but it is transformative in some way right.

i dunno. i'm just talk talk talking. about silly caricatures drawn as a way to say thank you... but it's such a kind thank you i think. so i'm fond of them. i like that we are now a hypercore couple.

oh here is the reason i watched buffalo 66 the other day, this video someone made for this depressing instrumental i like. this is the best song on that album and maybe the best thing to come from this band idk i didn't keep up enough:

it feels like a sufficient statement from and on the sort of song that it is.

what a silly sentence that is.

anyhow, the con is very nice... i love the artist alley / dealer hall setup, very very cute zones. there's some weird horny stuff. i took video of it on the camcorder just because it seems interesting, when it's so flattened in the eye of the camera. idk. it turns into this thought in crystalline digital form, you can move it around and play with it. so that is fun for me.

i also cosplayed today!!!

you have

1,

2,

3...

seconds to guess who...

...okay?

isn't it obvious?

here:

and people were so nice!!!!!!

like, i dunno, 5 people recognized the cosplay or so??? they were all so nice to me about it though it felt so, i dunno... it feels crazy for people to be nice to you out of nowhere, and say, wow, that is so cute!! you're marina??? i love that game!!! and then you're like i love it too!! or, they take a picture of you after asking and then show you their rher sigil tattoo. i feel really happy about this. it's like, i was something to people, i wasn't even myself, i was this weird girl from a game, or like, an image of the fact that people really like her, and then like, people are happy to see something odd from something they at least really like, moving through the world. i wonder if it's like, how i feel when i used to buy stickers or charms from anime i liked to put on my keys, i had this osaka keychain i really liked, somehow having it with me, it calmed me down, there was something joy-making about those tiny otaku pleasures i guess, where you have this icon of a funny and strange thing with you, which makes the world less painful or something? i dunno. the person who had the rhere sigil tattoo was so nice, and so was this person who with their sister cosplayed marina and samarie which is such a funny thing to cosplay with your sister but i think it rocks. i wonder if i came off receptive to the people's kindness, i was so taken aback, it felt like, i felt starstruck by them being nice to me out of nowhere?? for no reason, being nothing at all to them, people liked me. and it means a lot when people i know like me, it's just, i wonder, maybe i take things for granted but also, they feel attached and connected, and as time goes on, that bond grows stronger. you have to nourish it and care for the other, but it's a part of life, and it's, well, with my girlfriend we love eachother so much, and that is a kind of work, i love it, because all i really know i can do in life, successfully, is love her and work on things with her, and beyond that, i flail at making things, slowly over time developing tiny objects in my sea of time. but that is you know, she knows me, and i am me to her. i feel so worthless you know, to her i am a precious found object, maybe something breton might find in a flea market, brought home and full of these associations to her personal past, places i have never been, images i never will be but am related to or descended from, maybe even images i have seen too, inflicted on us both. this is our encounter. but it's less than an encounter... it's like... by her kindness, i travel the world a little jewel, or i got to be that today, and i was this free floating pearl in her orbit, and people came to look at the little pearl, and it made the tiny thing happy, to be from found object to what might one day belong on jewelry or somesuch thing. i do not know. i just know for some reason, it means a lot to me that i got to be someone that doesn't exist. i dunno, so much. i don't know so much. i just feel happy, i also felt like myself, because i guess reflecting on her character, being what feels natural is a struggle and an odd thing which has a history that might make people uncomfortable by some imperfection, but it is what you have, and so you proceed from it, as what comes to you, as if dreaming or sleepwalking a path you move down. i dunno. people are just so nice sometimes? that's all it really is, it moves me a lot though. even when people say, i love your outfit, it doesn't mean as much as, you're that character from that game where the world is this really insane nightmare full of phallic hells, that means so much to me somehow, and then, from them to me, that means so much somehow too. little weird antennae sending out signals too weak to reach long distances, finally picking on another up.

my gf experienced that too a little, when this person they were like talking to her about jojo's and they were like, who is your fav, and she was like my fav is (x) (i forgot...i'm terrible but... i never watched or read that much but i know i must), and this person pulled out their ita bag of all their pins and charms of this character, and it was like, they were so happy together in their shared adoration of this character from this freakish manga/show where a guy drinks piss and absorbs it with a box jellyfish. it's weird how these things can matter so much. i don't want to say it's just fandom, it feels like, even if these are relatively popular things it's like, there's something odd about these ones! it's not like when someone cosplays something very popular, and people are like, awesome you're...i dunno, who is a popular character? idk. oh you're the sexy girl from genshin...whichever one that is idk, not to hate, or create some hierarchy it's not like i cosplay or want to very much, it's just, i dunno, it's weird how you can bond with people over these odd little things that speak to the sets of meanings we keep in us, somewhere, even if for some it's like, oh my god i love these penis freaks in this dungeon, and for me it's like, wow the suffering with all these party members is somehow creating a feeling like living in this world this is crazy it's like silent hill to me now, it's just baffling. it's silly the ways art will mean things to us it makes me sad it feels rare that with more serious art, it's hard to be on this level of like, some sort of instinct, where you express adoration in some way, as if i express adoration for gallo's strange films, to someone, we could both feel connected and friendly, even in relative silence. there's a lot of peacocking involved though, everyone wants to know more and be better. i just want to adore.... i really just want to adore things...

and some people are seeing the pics i posted and being very nice to me. why are people so nice. it hurts my insides, since i am probably not so nice. i am chronically offputting basically. or i dunno. i think i try, or idk if i try, mostly it doesn't seem like an issue, until it is. i can never receive things right maybe. it's all too personal and i'm wrapped up in my head. how do i take a compliment? oh well.

i suppose with things we want to say are more serious than anime or games, it's like, you want people to prove they get it... but... it's hard to 'get it' there are so many ways to do so...

other stuff we saw... i saw some bugs pinned in frames. that was so pretty to me.

i also did a little messing with the drawring, i moved the eye around, that seems good/ right, not much else since no time.

i need to sleep now, though, it's too late again!!

so,

byebye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[caffeinatedwriters]

Hey bestie guess who just saw the ask meme from a week ago~ If you're still willing, 6, 12, and 39 for Bishop; 20 and 32 for Andy; and 31 for August? You don't have to do all of these of course!

You know I got you bestie:

Bishop:

6. how have they changed in the last year? how about the last five years?

Bishop's a fairly recent character (like past two, maaayybbee three years?) but has gone through a few iterations. In the first oneshot playtest I actually had the Contacts of Salia and Jerren reversed (Salia being an ally and Jerren enemy) but didn't have those relationships fleshed out until the first campaign where I switched them. He's usually been the backup support for the leaders of crews until a few other players left and picked up the mantle of 'leader' for the Fallen Houses. But tbh he's also always been the fuck around and find out type with supernatural bullshit (ie. Leviathan's Hunger Clock in a oneshot, and poking at the ghost field in a vampire's tomb (first campaign).

12. how have they altered their body? piercings, tattoos, biohacks, or other modifications—anything. why (or why not) did they (or someone else) make those changes?

39. are they insecure about their appearance? how about their personality? what aspects specifically worry them?

These two are connected so I'll just go off here.

Bishop got his ears pierced in his teens (silver as a minor spirit repellent) but got his right one torn out in a fight when he pissed off a Bluecoat, but still has a piercing in his left ear. Bishop's self-conscious about being Akorosi-Skov, and his father who he got more of the Skov side than his little brother, left at an early age so he's not connected to his heritage. He dyes and treats his hair straighter and darker, and uses cheap concealer to hide his freckles and fit into the Akorosi side of Duskvol better.

The city is a rough place, especially if you are a part of the impoverished citizenry, so Bishop tries to maintain a cool and controlled disposition, and will often circle around people with backhanded threats and insults for plausible deniability. However, he's incredibly sentimental about relationships with those he's close to and knows how deep of a weakness that is. He has a habit of trying to compartmentalize and mentally separate himself from people he cares about so enemies don't considered them the simplest targets (mission failed during the meeting at the clinic with "Lieutenant Conroy" lmaoooo).

Andy:

20. what attracts them to someone—platonically and/or romantically, anything counts.

Andy's often aesthetically attracted to people on principal. But since getting away from his old family, he's fairly social and down to earth with people and makes friends easily. Being I'm very sure demi on the ace spectrum, he usually has to have some sort of friendship with a partner before even thinking of them romantically, but enjoys quality time. If you're invited to a movie night, especially horror, Andy considers that person as someone he cares about. In practice, the way Andy fell into his current relationships is really weird.

32. which of your decisions led to their voice being the way it is?

While he didn't grow up in the south, the very insular Baptist church he was raised around often drew those people when they moved into the western Nevada area and picked up that accent along with the slightly harder A's that you'll hear in the area. He had a rough childhood and used to barely speak, so clips his words and sentences short. Even now in the current game after being separated from his family it still carries even as he talks more.

August:

31. do they respond well to praise? how about criticism?

August is incredibly confident in herself (even when she isn't at all skilled in the thing) and will take compliments with a lot of pride. If someone gets really genuine about it though is probably where she might get flustered. Criticism she also approaches with that same sort of pride, either admitting fullheartedly that she is indeed fucking around and finding out, or just continuing to barrel forward. If someone gets nasty about it, August can and will get into a fistfight.

[lilahisntsadanymore]

A relationship with someone with borderline personality disordered can be chaotic. Even more chaotic when both of the people have bpd. One time it's heaven, then everything falls right into hell. Is it worth it?

Pairing: bpd!Sirius Black x bpd!reader

The reader pronouns: she/her

Words count: 1.6k

Tw: stuff triggering for people with bpd, toxicity, self-harm, angst

Borderline personality disorder isn't the same for everyone, there are different subtypes of bpd. I wrote this based on my experience, I am not a doctor, it's my subjected perspective. I wrote it in the order to give people with bpd some 'representation' in this fandom, because I haven't seen a fanfic like this. And if one of the Marauders was to have bpd, I think it'd be Sirius (explanation under fanfic).

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Borderline

When Y/n got diagnosized with borderline personality disorder, it all made sense. Everything clicked, she knew what's behind everything that was wrong with her. This monster that decided to develop inside of Y/n's own mind was the explanation of why the girl sabotaged most of her friendships, relationships.

In the search of support, she decided to have a talk with Sirius Black - a friend of a friend, who also suffered from borderline personality disorder. No one will ever understand a person with bpd better than another person with bpd. Sirius knew what Y/n was going through and Y/n knew was Sirius was going through - they were always there to support and help each other.

An ordinary friendship quickly turned into an intense, chaotic relationship. It was beautiful and at first way better than every relationship Y/n was in before. From getting matching tattoos to quickly moving in together - life was way easier when your partner could really, deeply empathize with you.

Then everything went downfall.

"For Merlin's sake, I went out with Marlene just to see that Quidditch game!" Sirius shouted, slamming his fist on the kitchen counter.

"What about James?" Y/n inquired. "He loves Quidditch, why couldn't he go?"

"His parents are sick, he has to be around to help them! Why are you even jealous about Marlene? She's gay!"

Y/n didn't reply. She stared at the wall, her eyes not even blinking as she thought of a response. There was one thing she wanted to say so badly. It ruined her previous relationships, but Sirius would understand, right?

"I want you to cut off all contact with her." Y/n spoke, spite and anger filling her voice. "It is always other women who ruin my relationships, I am not letting that happen again."

Sirius scoffed. He couldn't believe his ears. He didn't expect Y/n to say it. He crossed his arms, trying to keep a confident facade, but in that moment Sirius was far from that. He knew Y/n would leave if he didn't do what she demanded, that's what he learned from experiences with his family.

"Fuck you." He spat. That was all he managed to say. Then he stormed out of the house.

Through a window, Y/n watched her boyfriend walk away. He would come back, of course. He loved her too much to leave and Y/n knew that.

Y/n broke down in tears, leaning her back on the wall and then sliding to the floor. In that moment she was full of anger, including the anger towards herself for hurting the person she loved. Not thinking rationally, Y/n started scratching herself - her legs, her arms, her neck, her stomach - until blood. Until the pain was enough for a punishment.

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"Moony, I don't think I can take it," Sirius cried, sitting on a sofa in his friend's house. "I love Y/n, but I can't cut Marlene off."

"For the first time, I don't know what to advise you." Remus stated. He predicted the relationship might end up like this, he warned both Y/n and Sirius, but neither of them seemed to care until now.

"What would you do in my place?"

"Firstly, I wouldn't have said 'fuck you'. Try to make up with Y/n, don't bring Marlene up. You'll sort things with her later."

"What if Y/n brings Marlene up?"

"Nod and say you'll talk about it later. I told you it's not a good idea for someone like you to engage in a relationship with someone like Y/n."

"You don't understand, Moony. Y/n is better than anyone I've ever dated, she's so empathetic and we really do love each other. A lot."

"You've known each other for, what, three months? How can you love her? Do you hear what you're saying?"

Among all people Sirius knew, he thought Remus would understand him. And yet he sounded so judgemental.

"How can you not get it?" Sirius asked with pain in his voice. "I came to you, because you know how it is like to not let people get close to you, because you don't wanna hurt them. How would you feel if you finally met someone so similar to you, who goes through the same thing as you?"

Remus stayed silent, feeling guilty. Sirius stood up and walked out of Remus' house. Maybe he didn't quite understand Sirius' problem, nothing new.

Eventually, Sirius and Y/n made up. They were argue-free for the next few weeks. The highs were something so ethereal, something so great neither of them even dreamed of. Y/n and Sirius felt like two kids, who thought they've finally found soulmates. They truly believed in soulmates and were convinced they're made just for each other.

Even if other people considered them 'monsters' because of their illness, they found comfort in each other.

"I'm so sorry," Y/n said as she and Sirius were lying on the bed in their bedroom.

"No, don't, don't apologize," Sirius placed a kiss on his girlfriend's forehead, "we're in this together, right?"

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"Well, then maybe I should just leave you?!" Y/n shouted. The words Sirius was the most scared of.

Another argue sounded in the house. In moments like this, Y/n reminded Sirius of his own mother, as much as he hated to admit it.

"You wouldn't leave me." Sirius taunted, but he knew she would leave. She was free to leave anytime she wanted to, unfortunately. Sirius wished he could lock Y/n in his arms and never let go.

"Watch me," as Y/n spat these words, she ran to the bedroom.

Sirius stayed in the living room, astonished and furious. He sat on the couch, hands in his hair.

Sirius' head snapped up in the direction of Y/n. Without any more words, she walked to the door with a backpack filled with some of her clothes. Sirius stood up, trying to run up to Y/n and stop her. When he grabbed the girl's wrist, she yanked herself out from his grip. They looked each other in the eyes for a bit longer than they should, both their faces filled with anger and hurt.

Y/n was gone. She left, just as she said. Sirius sat in the living room with nothing but his boxers on.

With each day without her, the house was turning into more and more mess. Broken glass, broken and empty bottles. Sirius' broken and empty heart in the middle of all this mess.

He couldn't talk to his friends about it, Remus would say he warned him. It was the first time since Sirius met his friends that he couldn't talk to them, ask what to do.

So lonely, so alone, so ruined. Sirius felt himself fading away quicker the more alcohol he drank. He wasn't himself anymore, he didn't know the person he had become.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Sirius got up from the bed when he heard the doorbell. He sighed loudly, walking through piles of clothes, blankets, pieces of broken glass.

"What the hell happened to you, mate?" James asked when Sirius opened the door.

Sirius clearly didn't expect his friends to pay him a visit that day.

"A few bottles of firewhiskey." Sirius explained, letting the boys inside.

They looked around the messy house, giving each other glances that they all thought they should help clean this up.

The silence was so awkward. The boys had a plan on what to say once they are in Sirius' house, but now they were all speechless.

"We've heard what happened-" Remus started, but didn't even get to finish the sentence.

"Yeah, Y/n left, what can I say except you were right, Moony. This is what you wanted to hear, isn't it?" Sirius tried hard not to mumble, even though his headache made it tough.

"Calm down, Padfoot," James chimed in, "we're here to tell you that Y/n is in similar...condition. You need to talk to her, mate. You have to make up."

"Maybe try going to therapy together." Peter suggested.

The boys hated to see Sirius like this and they knew only Y/n could help him. Sirius and Y/n were the only factor that kept each other from sinking in the ocean of the darkest waters of their own minds.

"Fine, I'll talk to her." Sirius announced, getting pats on the back from his friends.

"But firstly, you'll take a shower." James chuckled. "And maybe brush your teeth."

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"Alright, Lily, I'll talk to Sirius." Y/n gave in after being convinced for the past whole hour by the 'mutual friend'.

Y/n was sitting on the floor in front of a fireplace in the Potters' house. This was the only place she could stay at. She had not enough money to even just rent a flat.

"I'm glad you agreed, because you'd have to talk to him anyways." Lily confessed, giggling nervously.

"What?"

As the question escaped Y/n's mouth, the door of the house opened. The Marauders walked into the living room, all of them, including Sirius.

As the broken up lovers looked at one another, their eyes lit up. No words were needed. They ran into each other's arms. When they locked in a tight embrace, they felt as if their broken hearts were automatically fixed.

"I'm sorry." They said in unison.

"Maybe they're really meant to be together..." Lily wondered, gesturing the rest of boys to leave the room with her.

The couple was freed from the embrace when they were left alone in the living room. Both had big smiles on their faces.

"You're the best thing that has ever happened to me," Sirius confessed, "I wouldn't forgive myself if I lost you."

"Does it mean I can move back in?" Y/n fiddled with her fingers.

"Sure! The sooner the better. But you've got to admit we both need help."

Y/n nodded, putting her arms around Sirius once again. They could go through it, together and with help of a professional.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Explanation:

(it's only my interpretation, you don't have to agree with me)

I think Sirius could have borderline personality disorder, because just look at his history. Being verbally (and possibly physicially) abused by his parents, being literally bullied for his beliefs - this is big trauma. BPD usually grows from trauma experienced during childhood. Why not PTSD? Well, people who suffer from PTSD can overcome their emotions easier, while people with BPD are impulsive. This fanfic happens post-Hogwarts but before Lily and James died, but based on how we know Sirius reacted to their death, we could label him as impulsive, reckless. People with BPD are impulsive, they often engage in reckless behaviors. I hope this explains well why I headcannon Sirius to have borderline personality disorder.

Once again, I am not a doctor, all the knowledge I have is based on my experiences and research. Also, if you think you might suffer from a mental illness, please contact a professional, it gets better, I promise.

[celestialevie]

Flower Boy // George Weasley x GN! Reader

Summary: AU where y/n is working at the tattoo shop, while their best friend is an owner of a flower shop. What happenes when expecting to see your best friend for lunch, you end up meeting a tall ginger man. Warnings: fluff, mention of food, tattoos, flowers, George being absolute charmer Word count: 1.7k a/n: enjoy this aboslute fluff of a fic!! and again, english is not my first language so if there are any mistakes please do not hestitate to let me know about it!! ' Evangeline ' is an oc of mine, so she might appear in some of my fics as a side charachter. Also credit to @bwbatta for the dividers!!

Being a tattoo artist was one of the things you were proudest of. It wasn't easy to become one after neglecting art for so many years during High School. But after your best friend opened her own flower shop, she helped you get your inspiration for art being constantly surrounded by flowers and stories of why people were getting flowers. You were happy with everything but not knowing that wasn't the end of your happiness. It all started when you were on your lunch break and decided to swing by your best friend's flower shop to visit her. Expecting to see a small blonde girl behind the counter, you were shocked to see a tall ginger man standing there instead. '' Hello, how can I help you today? '' When ginger looked up, he felt as if someone kicked all of the air from his lungs because before him stood a beautiful person with y/h/c hair and y/e/c eyes. Smiling at them as they approached the counter, they were even more beautiful up close. '' Hi, um I'm looking for Evangeline? I didn't know she hired someone new. '' Ginger laughed, nodding his head. '' Ah yes, I'm only here temporarily. Unfortunately, you just missed her, she left to go on a lunch break with my uglier twin. '' You only laughed at that. '' Too bad, but can you please let her know that y/n looked for her? '' He nodded. '' I'll let her know. I'm George by the way. If you ever wanna ask her for me. '' George wiggled his eyebrows, making you shook your head. '' It was nice meeting you, but I have to go now. Please don't break any of her flowers she's not afraid to commit murder if you break something in her shop. '' his eyes widen, making you laugh as you were leaving but his voice stopped you. '' Hey! You come here often? '' he asks '' Considering I use to work here and my best friend owns it, yes. '' and with that, you left the shop, heading back to your workplace.

As the clock turned changed time to 8 pm, you relaxed finally going home after a stressful day. Just as you were open the door, Evangeline barged in. '' Hello, heard you've been looking for me. '' She grinned at her best friend, attacking them with a hug. '' Hello to you too,'' you said returning the hug '' I see the tall ginger you failed to mention to me kept his word. '' smirk appearing in the corner of your mouth as you recall your encounter with him from earlier today. '' It seemed to me you left a trance on Georgie boy. '' Evangeline wiggled her eyebrows, making you laugh '' You can't do that to me, I wanted to have lunch with my best friend only to find she ditched me for and I quote the ginger man '' uglier twin '', leaving me to get almost a heart attack. For a second I thought I walked into a wrong shop. '' Both of you walked out of the shop, heading towards your apartment. '' Speaking of that date, you also failed to mention you were dating someone, and here I thought we tell each other everything, tsk tsk. I'm disappointed. '' you nudged her, blush creeping on her cheeks. '' Oh my god are you blushing? He's making you blush just by thinking of him? You need to tell me about him. '' and so she did. She told you how his name is Fred and along with his twin, he has 6 siblings, making both of them the middle children. It was very interesting to know about a man who took an interest in my best friend. Deciding she'll spend the night at yours, you both got cosy into pyjamas and watched movies until you both crashed. The next morning you went together to work, letting you know she'll come to your work for the lunch break. So when your lunch break came, you didn't expect her to walk in with the same ginger man from yesterday. '' y/n/n, I brought us a bodyguard to keep us safe during our lunch break. '' grin played on her lips, making you shake your head. '' Yeah because we're so in danger that someone is gonna try and kill us while eating Taco Bell. '' George snorted, making you look at him. He looked even cuter than yesterday if that's even possible. Maybe there was something in gingers that you'd yet to discover that makes them so attractive. '' So flower boy, what do you do when you're not being a bodyguard or taking care of Evie's flower shop. '' he was grinning at the nickname. '' I own a joke shop with my brother, but we're currently redecorating inside so we had to close it for a week or two. '' An attractive businessman, that's a first one you snorted to yourself. Spending an hour with two of them, turned into a mostly back and forth conversation between George and you. Soon Evie had to leave, her lunch break coming to an end. To your surprise, George asked you if he could stay for a bit longer, which you said yes to since you had no client for another hour. He asked you about your art style, which, according to George made your eyes sparkle up with happiness, making him chuckle when you started to ramble not even noticing. '' You're rambling. '' he chuckled making you blush a little. '' Sorry, sometimes I can get carried away without even noticing. '' George smiled, taking your hand in his, making you look at him. '' Don't apologise, it's adorable. '' blushing even harder, you looked at the clock making you realise that in 15 minutes your client should be coming. '' Oh shit I didn't even realise how much time has passed already, I have to prepare for the next client. But hey if you ever want a tattoo you know where to come. '' You said and with that, you disappeared somewhere behind in the storage, kind of hiding from flower boy, because he's starting to make you feel things you haven't felt before.

Everything was happening so fast, in the next few days he kept coming either alone or in a company of Evangeline. She knew what she was doing and she was enjoying it. You even got to meet Fred, him wanting to meet the fascinating best friend of his girlfriend and the person who his brother can't seem to stop talking about. So when George asked you out, you said yes having nothing to lose. Deciding on a picnic, both of you packed some food, and he picked you up after work, leading you to a park. He prepared a blanket and put down the baskets where food and drinks were, sitting down and relaxing. '' How was your day? '' you began the conversation. '' It was good, mostly spent the entire day thinking of what to bring for our date tonight. '' a smile appeared on his face. '' How was yours? Any interesting tattoos you did? '' so you told him about this older guy who had half of his back tattooed with some weird game character, which made him laugh. Looking up at the sky, it looked amazing. '' Isn't the view beautiful? '' a grin played on your lips as you looked at the stars. George was only looking at you, and how beautiful you looked under the stars. If he wasn't already falling, he definitely would've now. '' Yeah, it couldn't be more beautiful. '' you looked at him and he was looking at you. '' Stop looking at me like that! '' He grinned at you, placing a hand on your cheek. '' Like what? '' he said softly while looking you in the eyes. '' L-like I've placed all the stars in the sky as if I'm the most unique thing on this planet. '' you were avoiding his eyes, knowing you wouldn't be able to breathe if you do. George had other plans, because he softly placed finger under your chin, making you look up at him. His eyes were filled with so much adoration, making you get lost in them. '' I've been looking at you like that ever since we first met, darling. I've grown quite fond of you from the first time our eyes met. '' a smile was spread on both of your lips '' God how much I love seeing you smile. I like you so much, love. '' placing your hands on both of his cheeks '' Can I tell you something? '' you said quietly almost a whisper. '' You can tell me anything. '' ''I like you too flower boy. '' even bigger smile was on his lips. '' Could you say it again? '' you furrowed your eyebrows. '' Were you not listening? '' he shook his head. ' No, I was, I just like the sound of your voice. '' you shook your head at his goofiness. '' Can you kiss me? '' a grin appeared on his lips '' Thought you'd never ask. '' and with that, he placed his soft lips on top of yours, lips mending with each other. It was like fireworks exploded inside you, from how much happiness you felt in this moment. Everything was perfect.

The next day you decided to visit Evangeline in the shop, expecting to see I guy you've grown s much fond of. And there he was stood with Fred and Evangeline, his beautiful smile playing on his lips. '' Hello, hope I'm not interrupting a big secret meeting. '' you joked as you approached them. George pulled you in his embrace, placing a small kiss on your temple as he sneaked an arm around your shoulder. '' Of course not love. '' you smiled at him, starting a conversation with him, not noticing how Fred and Evangeline were looking at the two of you. '' I haven't seen her smile like that in ages. '' Evie said, '' Hey flower boy, '' Fred began only to be shot by a dirty look by you. '' Hey, only I can call him that,'' you said and with that making everyone laugh including yourself. This is the happiest you've been in forever, and you could only hope it could stay like this forever.

[mystic0idoit]

Magical Siblings

An au where El and Peter escaped, and Peter is now your local murderous older brother who lives without parents.

The great escape had been years ago, El had hid in that closet covering her ears, While Peter murdered everyone. When he came to fetch her, he told her to close her eyes. She did, and they left. They found shelter in Peter's old house, Peter fixed it with his powers as much as he could. The only real problem was the water damage and stuff.

Eventually all of that was fixed as well, Peter stole a shit tone of cash with his powers as well, he learned how to "be an adult" and set everything up to live financially. Eventually El met the Wheelers, wrapping Peter into meeting them. Then they met everyone else.

Peter was a bit overwhelmed, a lot of people, meaning lots of questions. Like why does El have short hair. He lied and said she had surgery requiring they cut her hair. Why El talked like she did? She use to be selective mute due to our parents and trauma, so she didn't and doesn't talk much to learn how to grammatical form sentences.

The greatest fortune was having makeup to cover the need for the biggest lie. The tag, 001 and 011. Every morning he and El covered the tattoo with makeup. It was apart of their daily routine. Other then that they had a great time living. Peter could finally see the need for humans cycle.

It included the happiness within it. After every hard day at the library he worked at (where he stocked books,) Peter had El to watch random movies. They laughed, and were confused. After every meal they both would chat about their days. From El explaining how her game In dungeon and dragons went. To Peter ranting about books he read.

Of course there where some issues. Like Peter hating Mike. "I just don't understand what you see in him, he's...weird," Peter said while El, the girl whose hair finally reached her ears, glared at him.

"He's nice," she said bluntly.

Or when Peter got pushed around by random adults, and El used her powers to hurt them. "You can't do that El, your going to get caught one day," Peter said, looking at the small pouting girl. "He was calling you names," she tried justifying her actions. He sighed and hugged her.

But nothing was worsed then someone picking on El infront of Peter, sadly for the rest of their friends, they had to catch Peter almost murdering the kid.

"Say that again, I will kill you. That isn't a threat, that is a promise, and it will be in the most gruesome way ever," Peter said to the teenage boy after slamming him into a lamp post.

Steve, Nancy, Jonathan, Eddie, Robin, and all the mini minors where shocked. As far as they were aware, Peter was a golden retriever, a shy one to. This was...not expected.

"A-alright man, just leave me alone!" The kid yelled, Peter dropped him and watched as he tried to run, though Pete used his power to make him fracture his ankle. El then grabbed Peter's hand and smiled at him. Making Peter calm down.

"Thanks," she said, Peter nodded and ruffled her hair. "Only I get to call you a freak," he stated with a proud smile, her smile fell, and she shoved him, using her powers a bit as well to make him move more. He laughed.

One day though, while all their friends came to visit. Peter accidentally used his powers infront of them...all of them. In his defense El was about to fall, onto the iron fire sticks. He quickly used her powers and floated her in the air.

That left them explaining their full truth, it was emotional. Though they did grow closer. "Think of this as a way for us to never be able to leave each other, we all know to much, Jane and Peter are super heros, I'm a lesbain, Eddie is gayer then a fruit salad, Steve is actually a softie, Nancy owns guns and is a badass, Mike is weird, Lucas has something under his bed, Jonathan is indeed a pervert, Will is still chilling in the closet, Dustin is an entire problem, and finally max, the owner of the girlest things." Robin said stating everyone problems and secrets.

"Great, I'm stuck here," Peter stated, making El roll her eyes. From her spot beside him, he had yet to let her go from their hug. She almost died sue him.

"Wait why am I just weird?" Mike asked, perking up. "I don't know Mike, figure it out yourself," Nance said holding Robin.

Overall they had a good life outside the lab.

This au El never opened a portal making it so Will never got taken. So everyone's been chill. Though in the future the Russians do invade with da portal.

[1dmonthlyficroundup]

1D Monthly Fic Roundup

Hi, and welcome to the 1D Monthly Fic Roundup for July 2021! Below you’ll find One Direction fics that were all published this month in the order they were submitted to the blog. We hope you’ll check out these new fics! If you would like to submit your own fic, please check this post on how to submit or visit our blog @1dmonthlyficroundup​.

Happy reading!

Game Changer by @neondiamond

[Harry/Louis, 6k, Mature, tumblr post]

“Did the doctor say what was wrong with you?”

“He thought I was pregnant,” Louis scoffs. “Told me to go home and take a test, a pregnancy test, Haz. Can you imagine the nerve it takes for him to even think that?”

Harry looks lost in his thoughts for a few seconds. “Did you? Take a test, I mean?”

“Of course I didn’t.”

OR: A couple months before playing in his first long-awaited World Cup, Louis finds out he’s pregnant. Harry’s there for the ride.

(I Was Broke) You Healed Me by @fallinglikethis

[Harry/Niall, 12k, Teen and up, tumblr post]

Niall Horan is an unmated pregnant omega living on his own after his alpha boyfriend leaves him. Far from his family and friends in Ireland, Niall is stuck living in a complex for Alpha/Omega bondmates, terrified every day of being found out by his landlord.As if that isn't enough, he's suffering from touch deprivation. Luckily, Niall's doctor can at least help him with that part: she prescribes Niall some cuddle sessions. It's only a little weird that the person she's prescribing him is her brother. Or maybe that's actually a little bit perfect.

The Only Pain in Pleasure is the Pleasure of the Pain by Layne Faire / @laynefaire

[Liam/Zayn, 10k, Explicit, tumblr post]

Liam had followed InZaynity, an artist's Instagram, for ages. Not only was the artist incredibly talented, his voice poured over Liam like warm honey on a winter's night, and his hands were the stuff Liam's wank dreams were made of. However, having Zayn unexpectedly arrive as the newest artist at his best friend's tattoo shop brought Liam's fantasies and reality a little too close for comfort.

Zayn Malik met his boss' friend on his first day at Fine Line Tattoos, and felt an instant attraction. Unfortunately, given Liam's unwillingness to even hold a conversation with him, Zayn was certain the feelings weren't reciprocal. Or were they?

When Liam's new tattoo design falls outside the scope of Tommo's talent, and he recommends Zayn do it, Liam reluctantly agrees. Surely he could manage to spend hours in Zayn's company without revealing his biggest secret, right? Right?

Blow Me Away by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13

[Louis/Liam, 6k, Explicit, tumblr post]

Louis likes giving blow jobs.

He doesn't exactly get off on it – he's been with people who properly loved it, and he's not quite that into it – but he doesn't mind the feel or the taste and he really, really likes watching his partner lose it, so getting down on his knees regularly is a no brainer.

Which is why it's a bit frustrating that every time he does, Liam hauls him back up again.

Why Didn't We Make Out the Night We Met? by @berzerkshires

[Louis/Harry, 52k, Explicit, tumblr post]

Louis and Harry meet in an alley outside the hotel Louis is staying for the weekend. Harry introduces himself as Ed, and Louis is completely clueless. They have a relationship through text messages, phone calls, shared pictures and Facetime calls. Is a cell phone being the only source of communication enough? Will Louis ever learn that he's really talking to an international popstar? And what happens when the world is shutdown due to a wide spread virus?

I Love This Feeling (But I Hate This Part) by @lululawrence

[Harry/Louis, 7k, Not rated, tumblr post]

“Stand up.”

Harry stood up from the couch, not a moment’s delay.

“Oh my god, is that what that’s like?” Harry turned to Louis, surprise on his face. “I really thought they were somehow exaggerating, but it really is an automatic response with absolutely no thought from me behind it whatsoever.”

Louis sighed again. “You really wanna keep doing this? Have me use my alpha voice on you so you can work on resisting it?”

“Yup,” Harry said, clapping his hands and smiling. “How else am I going to be able to have any chance at reducing the power an alpha voice has on me?”

I Said It Wrong, But I Meant It Right by @lululawrence

[Liam/Nick Grimshaw, 4k, Not rated, tumblr post]

Nick was a bit of a disaster, but she was used to it.

Or so she thought. She had never known how much she could struggle just to function until the new fire lady goddess angel person winked at her.

Oh, Those Summer Nights by cherrylarry / @beelou

[Louis/Harry, 1k, General, tumblr post]

“Are you okay?” He kneels down to inspect where Harry still has his hand pressed against his head.

“Oh! Yeah, I’m fine.”

“My name’s Louis. Can I buy you dinner or something to make up for hitting you in the head?”

Harry crinkles his eyebrows. “Me?”

Louis chuckles. “Yes, you. If you’d like?”

“Yeah. That would be nice.” Harry smiles so that his dimples show. “I’m Harry.”

“Harry, it's a date, then." Louis grins.

An extended scene of the beginning of the movie Grease as a larry au

people fall in love in mysterious ways (maybe just the touch of a hand) by @vintageumbroshirt / 28sunflowers, @justalarryblog / Bekita, @bluecolouredlou , @beelou / cherrylarry, @thedevilinmybrain / devilinmybrain, @hershelsue / docklands, @foreverfanficaddict,@idolizingthelight / idolizingthelightt, @inlockets / loveroflou, @perfectdagger, @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed / we_are_the_same

[Louis/Harry, 13k, Teen and up, tumblr post]

Set in a world where meeting your soulmate causes a literal spark, Louis Tomlinson has no time for fate. He knows all too well the heartbreak that having a soulmate can bring and he'd rather avoid the whole affair. But, when a chance meeting with up-and-coming popstar, Harry Styles, causes the biggest electrical surge the world has ever seen, Louis must confront the truth that sometimes destiny knocks when you least expect it.

Somehow, Someway by @zanniscaramouche

[Louis/Harry, 16k, Teen and up, tumblr post]

Louis Tomlinson has everything all figured out for a smooth post-graduation sailing into the perfect career in the music industry. A canceled class, a high school play, and a disarming set of dimples were not part of the plan. (Especially when they belong to a boy wearing someone else’s jacket.)

Featuring: A punk with the worst timed crush in history, that moody art kid that never shares cigarettes, the cutest pastel-pink wearing boy on the planet, and his unfortunately nice bottle-blond jock of a boyfriend.

Forts & Fortunes by @neondiamond

[Louis/Harry, 2k, General, tumblr post]

It’s finals week at uni and Harry is struggling to find a healthy balance between studying and tending to his needs. Lucky for him, Louis is there to help him out with that.

One way to reduce tension by @neondiamond

[Harry/Louis, 1k, Explicit, tumblr post]

Harry knows of a few ways to help Louis get rid of some pent up stress…

We Got a Call by @greenblueish / bluegreenish

[Louis/Harry, 24k, Mature, tumblr post]

“Fisher from St Peter hospital, hello. Is this Mr Tomlinson?”

Louis’ eyebrows furrow in concern. Why is the hospital calling him? Has someone he knows been in an accident? “Uh, yes?”

“Great. Your results are in. Congratulations, you’re pregnant!”

“Pregnant?” he chokes, the word almost getting caught in his throat.

“Yes, without doubt,” the woman from the hospital confirms, her voice neutral but somehow chirpy. “I recommend promptly booking an appointment with your ob/gyn to discuss how to proceed.”

"I...Yeah, I’ll talk to my … partner.”

or, the one where Louis and Harry Tomlinson are married and Louis accepts a phone call that was definitely meant for his husband.

How Long Will We Fall (Before We Can Climb) by 4ureyesonly28 / @evilovesyou

[Louis/Harry, 860 words, General, tumblr post]

Louis' faith in Harry is unbreakable. When they get caught kissing and he is thrown out of his home forever, he has to learn to have faith in himself.

Rope, Leather and Lipstick by 4ureyesonly28 / @evilovesyou

[Louis/Harry, 552 words, Mature, tumblr post]

Something about ropes around wrists, and tinting skin the colour of strawberry ice cream, tender and kissed by dark lips. Smudging sticky red lipstick across the slight blue shadow of veins, and assuring hands tightening knots.

Lies & Liability by 4ureyesonly28 / @evilovesyou

[Louis/Harry, 34k, Mature, tumblr post]

Harry Styles has only three wishes when he leaves River Dane Manor to go to Town for his first season: that his sister has rented a townhouse that will provide him as many of the comforts of the country life he has grown accustomed to as possible, that he will not trip and fall when he is presented to Her Majesty the Queen, and that he will enter matrimony out of true love, no matter how favourable the match with any which alpha may be.

Sugar at Night by @brightgolden

[Harry/Louis, 33k, Explicit, tumblr post]

With a year left before he completes his degree, a wonderful fiancé, and a baby coming soon, life is going exceptionally well for Harry Styles.

But, the truth always has a way to unravel itself, doesn’t it?

So, what do you do when the person you fell in love with is not the person you thought they were?

I got myself in a mess (and without you I'm in more) by @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed / we_are_the_same

[Zayn/Liam, 9k, Mature, tumblr post]

It’s not desire that has his synapses firing. It’s not the urge to jump him that makes him feel jittery.

It’s the fact that everything about this man - a nice, unassuming guy on Tinder, who studied IT and who seemed like a safe choice - screams danger. It’s the fact that Zayn has been absently touching his necklace for what feels like half the night now.

The necklace. Thank God for Lou, honestly. He’d laughed a bit, at first, when Louis had given it to him, when he’d explained all about the app that it was connected to, the emergency contacts that would be notified and sent his exact location “if you just double tap the back of the charm, see” because Louis was that friend, the mom friend, but right now? Right now Zayn will gladly take the gentle ribbing from Louis if it means he won’t have to spend another moment with this guy.

I don't care if the world knows by @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed / we_are_the_same

[Louis/Harry, 6k, Teen and up, tumblr post]

Harry is fourteen when she buys her first binder. She’s been doing cosplay videos on Tiktok for a while at that point, and it seems like the logical choice. Not that there’s anything wrong with cosplaying characters of the opposite gender and not wanting to fully look like them, she’s seen plenty of wonderful creators put their own spin on characters in a way that transcends the source material, but when it comes to her own cosplays -

She just likes it to be accurate.

She likes her chest to be flat, not soft and curvy, when she’s wearing her Crowley cosplay, or when she’s transformed herself into Loki.

It’s all about the aesthetics.

∞

Over the course of a few years, Harry explores and comes to terms with gender identity.

It’s Probably Because I’ve Got a Big Lesbian Crush on You by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright

[Louis/Harry, 6k, Teen and up, tumblr post]

Harry's never really concerned herself with being part of the popular crowd. But as the new girl in school the second semester of her junior year, she finds herself unwittingly competing for Queen Bee status against high school royalty Louis Tomlinson. Maybe there's more to their rivalry than it seems.

A not-quite-Mean Girls AU

Going Green (so fucking green) by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright

[Louis/Harry, 5k, Explicit, tumblr post]

Harry just really loves being used, and Louis really loves Harry. Who is he to deny him?

Or: Reduce, Reuse, Recycle but make it BDSM

the next bit was spanners to my plan by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13

[Louis/Nick Grimshaw, 6k, Teen and up, tumblr post]

The first time was an accident. The second time was an accident too.

Or: Louis and Nick end up shagging on the sly, everyone sends far too many emojis and far too few words, and eventually they're going to have to sort themselves out.

Trust Me Tonight by @vintageumbroshirt / 28sunflowers

[Louis/Harry, 10k, Explicit, tumblr post]

After Harry’s eighteenth birthday, his father calls him into a meeting to say that he is to be married to Prince Louis of France in just over a week.

Harry is excited, of course. The arrangement is better than any he could’ve hoped for, with such a young, handsome and kind husband.

There is just one issue: Harry doesn’t know what happens on his nuptials, or how to get pregnant to give Louis the heir that he needs.

Can we make it any more obvious? by LouStylesHTommo / @smolhilariousbeans

[Louis/Harry, 6k, Explicit, tumblr post]

Five times the boys accidentally walked in on Harry & Louis plus one time they did it on purpose.

Aka Niall, Zayn, Liam being supportive of Lou&H sexy shenanigans.

darling just dive right in by @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed / we_are_the_same

[Zayn/Louis, 5k, Teen and up, tumblr post]

Louis can’t think of a worse place to be than at the Malik estate, attending his ex boyfriend's wedding.

Shining just for you by ThoseFookin_Avacados / @hlhome28

[Harry/Louis, 1k, General, tumblr post]

For a clumsy person, Harry danced with quite the grace- spinning around Louis, billowy light robes brushing against his firm darker ones. Despite his slightly smaller build, Louis was decivingly strong, his grip on Harry's waist tight as they performed their steps in sync. Like two opposite halves of a whole, like ones reflection in the mirror, like the sun and the moon.

Part 2 of the Prompt Generator series

crown me with your heart (your love is king) by @perfectdagger

[Louis/Harry, 41k, General, tumblr post]

The universe must’ve had a field day when it decided to plan Harry’s life. There was no plausible explanation for anything that happened in his life anymore. Try as he may, he would never be able to control his life nor predict what would happen next. What were the odds that the one person he was sure he had fallen in love with but had completely let him slip out of his life, already resigned to the fact nothing could ever evolve between them due to Harry’s future with Eroda, happened to be the same person who had Harry’s future in his hand?

A The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Wedding au in which Harry is the Crown Prince of the small island of Eroda and Louis’ uncle is trying to take the throne from him, with a slight a/b/o twist and some more.

[thelovelyghostwriter]

Neon Nostrade ABC NS/FW Headcanons

Okay. I’m gonna do this for our baby girl because well, she has a different set of kinks altogether. 

By the way, I will be referring to KuroNeon and KuroNeon when I’m doing this headcanon. 

Rated R Warning: Lots of vulgar terms. Don't like don't read. Don't go inside a cave and complain it's dark. I will block anyone who complains.

Let’s go for the ABC Headcanons of this brat: 

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

She’s two moods: either really drowsy after a good fuck or talkative. If she’s worn out good, she will be very sleepy and just want to lie on her partner’s chest. 

If she still has energy left, she likes to have a pillow talk with her partner. 

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Girlie is proud of her curves and face. She knows she’s cute and she has the curves. She’s not afraid to dress up for her man and drive them absolutely crazy. 

She likes her partner’s biceps and back. She likes to scratch and caress them when they are in a missionary position. 

If she's with Kurapika and knows his Kurta identity, she worships his eyes (kinda fucked up but yes!). She likes how it turns scarlet because of his deep intense lust (and maybe hatred) while they’re having sex. She finds it alluring, like a moth to a flame. For Chrollo, it's his spider tattoo.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

This girl swallows. Nuff’ said. She likes to be milked too. She's submissive and breedable.

She also likes having her partner's fingers stuffed into her mouth after they finger her. A little taste on how wet she is. 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

She has a bunch of lingerie shoots that doesn’t show her face. She then post it on OnlyFans to gain extra income. Just lingerie pics because she enjoys modelling for it. However, she won't show her pussy or boobs. Those are VIP access only.

She also fucks her new head bodyguard aka Kurapika and had a one time fling with Chrollo. Papa must never know this.

Good girls are just bad girls who haven't been caught.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Not so much. She isn't a virgin per se (really think one of her clients or Chrollo took her virginity), but she also hasn't gotten around much due to her father having people to guard her 24/7. She usually doesn’t take the lead so most of the time she just goes with the flow. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Anything to do with her partner dominating her. Girlie likes to get dicked down hard. So think of missionary, doggy and all sorts of variations that goes deep.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

She is very childish and teasing alright. She's not serious about it. To her, sex is for fun. She wants to enjoy it. She giggles a lot whenever she gets a pleasant reaction from her partner.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Yeah. She goes to those high-end bikini waxing services to get her pussy groomed once ever three months. She may show her lingerie to others but she only shows her lady parts to someone special and she has to make herself look presentable.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Uhhh... she is playful. She usually relies on the non-sexual dating part that her partner does for the romance.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

This girl likes to read smuts or listen to audios to get herself wet. If she really wants to get down on it, she uses a good ol' vibrator to buzz herself. She has to do it in a room though, where no one is around.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

*clears throat* This girl makes the best porn to write LMAO. I can think of a few kinks when it comes to her (and her r/s with Chrollo or Kurapika).

With Kurapika:

Discipline and Bondage: Her bratty attitude pisses off his stern no-bullshit personality. Sometimes she does it on purpose to egg him to punish and fuck her. She secretly enjoys it when he spanks her, be it using his hand or his belt. She realises that he might be into bondage based on the chains on his hand so she suggested tying her up. They used ropes, clothes, handcuffs and of course (actual, not his Nen) chains. He sometimes chains her up Shibari style and likes to see her pussy drool over the chains. This starts whenever she acts up, throws a tantrum and Kurapika has to deal with her bs. It's not easy disciplining this naughty brat but he likes the challenge until she's an obedient brat begging to be his cumslut. When she's being a good girl, he'll reward her with a good fucking and another present (e.g. jewellery or handbag or whatever she wants).

Degrading and Humiliation: This comes with the disciplining part. Whenever he disciplines her, it comes with degrading her. Neon loves to be called all sorts of degrading terms: slut, whore, brat. He's usually very uptight so it turns her on when he gets vulgar during sex. It gets even more intense when it's hate-fucking. He's supposed to dislike flesh collectors but here he is enjoying the flesh of a pretty collector, and so they engage in hate-sex filled with degrading her and Neon loves every filthy second of it.

Breeding: Yes, I know I said Kurapika ain't gonna want kids, based on my analysis of him and it makes sense. Only after he accidentally knocks her up, then he'll realise "hey, this ain't bad". So when Kurapika realises that perhaps repopulating the clan isn't that bad, Neon is more than happy to produce kids with him and be the freakin Kurta baby factory. The whole baby-making process is fun, they will make sure they won't waste a single cum drop. Neon also loves to address Kurapika as "Daddy" because she knows it makes him feel powerful and it represents fathering her children. Sorry Light Nostrade, Neon has another daddy now.

With Chrollo:

DD/LG: Their age gap and height difference screams sugar dating. He loves to indulge in her materialism and spoils her like a brat she is (he just steals those items and gives it to her). Chrollo is one freaky mf who calls her princess, kitten, baby girl and all sorts of really cute nicknames. Chrollo isn't like Kurapika who would degrade her. He likes to praise his little sex bunny because positive reinforcement works. He wants her to dress up in all those frizzy lingerie costumes and roleplay in DD/LG.

Toys: [See the T for Toys for this one]

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

One word: power. 

That is in the form of money and dominance in her partner. She loves it when they give her what she wants materially, be it that nice taxidermy butterfly necklace or that designer brand clothes and accessories. She doesn't care how you get it, but if you give it to her, she's sure to reward you.

Another thing that for sure turns them on is being dominated. Be it with Kurapika, Chrollo or anyone else, Neon loves to be dominated and fucked. Hold her by the neck. Let her know who is in charge. Make her beg to be fucked. A little possessive dirty talk will get her wet. Anything to do with establishing ownership of her.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Neon likes having sex in the bedroom or in the guy's office. She likes to disturb her partner while he's working so they end up doing it in the office. Or some luxurious hotel. A bathtub will be good too.

There's a very specific location I want to write her having sex with Kurapika. A location so messed up yet so angsty but I will keep quiet about it for now. You would need to be one creative sicko like me to guess this one. Heh. 😶😶

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

A big no is her being 100% dom. Neon is kinda lazy in that aspect. She doesn't like to do all the work and wants the pleasure/pain handed to her. At most, she'll ride the guy while she's on top but she's going to be a real tease about it, hoping that they would get impatient and flip her over. When they do, she'll be more excited because that's what baby girl wants.

Stuff like pee or anything to do with that is something that she'll never do.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

She likes to have her pussy eaten out of course. And how they make her come through oral sex. However, she prefers to give SLIGHTLY more. Just slightly. She likes to get her hair grabbed and face-fucked. Sometimes she engages in cock worship.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Usually, she says things like "fuck me harder", "don't stop" etc. to encourage getting fucked at a faster and rougher pace. Especially when they hit her G-spot. That sends her crazy. She does appreciate the slow and sensual but only at the beginning or near the end. Depending on the context of the sex session.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Yeah. She likes quickies. This has something to do with disturbing and teasing her partner while he's at work. Yes, I'm talking about Kurapika. So a little quickie just for him to relax and catch a break is Neon's favour for him for working so hard.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Yes. She's game on taking risks. She's actually the one who will initiate and explore with kinks she finds on the net. Heck, she once proposed getting fucked against the window and in the balcony, risking the fact that someone might see them (Papa absolutely must never know what his daughter has been doing). The fear and thrill of getting caught arouses her.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

I think at most two rounds. The sex can be really intense and this girl lacks stamina. She didn't go through formal Nen training (remember that she got hers without training), and her partners are Nen users and physically fit so they wear her out.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

She owns them alright. She uses a vibe to pleasure herself. It comes in handy when she gets horny during ovulation and there's no one to dick her down.

As for using them with a partner, she uses a lot of toys with Chrollo. Whether it's the anal beads when Chrollo wants to get her ass fucked while he rams the front or making her wear vibrating panties in public, she's sure down for it. She also will wear a tail butt plug to complement her kitty outfit that Chrollo instructed her to wear. She'd gladly follow whatever freaky fantasy he wants.

With Kurapika, they don't use toys except for bondage items. If Neon were to sleep with a woman, she'll prefer to get fucked with a strap on.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Neon is the queen of teases. Especially if her lover seems uptight. (Yes, Pika boy, that's you).

She'll randomly sends him nudes while he's working. She'll touch his lap/balls lightly when they're eating side by side. She'll say stuff that sounds suggestive in inappropriate timings. She'll wink. She'll roll her tongue while eating and making eye contact. Just to initiate sex.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Neon has a high-pitched voice. She's very vocal during sex. She can't help it. Honestly, she sounds like those girls in hentai porn but more genuine lmaoo. She'll moan, squeal, whine, squeak and pant with the occasional "yes", "fuck me", "harder" and all the short needy dirty talk to push them to do her rougher.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

She likes to shop for her outfits. It excites her thinking what type of kinky outfit she should buy to make her partner horny. Be it another lacy lingerie, bunny outfit, kitty outfit, she'll be sure to look delectable in her man's eyes.

She looks REAL good in pink or white. Most of her outfits are in that colour. 💖💖

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Neon has a B cup. She doesn't have those giant breasticles like Pakunoda or Shizuku. But that's understandable. I once estimated her height based on Chrollo's height and the manga panel where her head is at his shoulder. She's about 150cm, maybe even shorter. She's a petite girl. She has curves in proportion (she's not a loli, she's just small in height). But that's her charm. She's cute. Easily carried to be fucked.

Side note: The height difference between her and Kurapika (171cm)/Chrollo (177cm) is so good in this aspect (if you guys know what I mean) hehehe kekekek.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Hmm... I think Neon is mid. She does likes sex but she isn't a sex addict. She gets in the mood easily, especially when she's horny during ovulation. She won't be in the mood when she's angry or upset at not getting what she wants.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

She's exhausted after it happens. Definitely be sleeping like a baby. She'll lay on her partner's chest and doze off comfortably. If she still has the energy, she'll demand for round two or just pillow talk. Chatter her way until she falls asleep.

To end it off, I would like to give you guys some links to fanart where Neon is being hot, art by @anotherworldash :

Cat Outfit

Cat Outfit with Buttplug

Bunny Outfit Regina George reference

Neon in Shibari ropes

Chrollo and Neon

Kurapika and Neon

Neon sucking Kurapika off [Yes, you read this right]

Neon in pink lingerie

[tobeinfiinite-blog]

          get the name ‘ lydia ‘ tattooed on your body-- $300

it isn’t the idea of a TATTOO that causes anna to hesitate; no, she’s never had feelings one way or the other on body modification. what has her head shaking, eyes falling closed in exasperation, is the name. LYDIA. she’s never had the pleasure of meeting a lydia, nor does she have the slightest idea as to who it is the watchers were now insisting she become PERMANENTLY connected to.

tattoo shops are a dime a dozen in this city, so it doesn’t take long to locate one with an available artist and within minutes, she’s in the chair with one hand in the stranger’s grip. the story told is one of her DEAD MOTHER and while her name had not been the one now being [ painfully ] engraved into her skin, it’s one that sounds better than the truth.   

the design is small, a cursive word along the curves of her smallest finger and before long, she’s looking into the camera with a, now decorated, hand within the frame.  

❝ HERE’S TO YOU lydia. whoever you may be. ❞

    a deposit of $300 has been approved for your account

[radiorenjun]

I Don’t Need It

• Pairing: Na Jaemin x Reader

• Genre: Angst, Comedy, Fluff

• Na Jaemin despised the idea of soulmates, he wanted to fight against fate for choosing his soulmate for him. Even if it means his stubborn childhood best friend wouldn't stop trying to make him accept about the similar tattoos on their wrists.

• Masterlist here!

• Chapter: iii, iv

"Hey Jaemin!" you exclaimed, bumping your shoulder against his teasingly as you manage to catch up to the poor boy. Jaemin sighed before turning to you with a soft smile, "hello y/n."

"So how are you today?" you asked, shoving your hands into your hoodie pockets as you walk side by side in the halls during recess. Jaemin felt his blood boil at the sight of you, after the day he had, he just didn't feel like dealing with your nagging.

"Y/n, I’m-" Jaemin sighed heavily before he felt an arm wrapped around the two of them, his good friend, Haechan stepping in between the two. "If it isn't my favourite couple!" the boy chirped, his bright smile lightening Jaemin's mood.

"Hi Haechan!" you giggled, ignoring his arm laying lazily around your shoulder. "How are you two doing in this terrible school day?" he grinned. "Just amazing." Jaemin rolled his eyes. "Looks like Nana here is having a bad day," Haechan used his hand that was swinging against Jaemin's shoulder to pinch the boy's cheeks.

Jaemin clenched his fists, "Hyuck, I-" Jaemin took a deep breath before being interrupted once again by the obnoxious school bell. Jaemin groaned internally, feeling Haechan's arm sliding off of his shoulder quickly before bolting away from them with a short "oh shit."

"Wow, not even a goodbye." you muttered with a chuckle before looking up at Jaemin who's expression looked grim, eyes cold and emotionless and his usual smile nonexistent on his beautiful face. "We should really hurry to class, Nana." You tugged on his sleeve as students ran by the two of you, only to have him jerk his arm away from you harshly.

Your eyes widen slightly at the action, his eyes not meeting yours. "You go on without me, I gotta meet Coach bout the next game." he mumbled. "Um, okay." you bit your lip nervously, "you want me to tell Mrs. Choi for you?"

"No, thanks." Jaemin replied dryly before walking away from you. You felt sadden as Jaemin walked away, starting to walk the other way to class. This was usually what you're looking forward to everyday. That one subject where you both had the same class at the end of each day.

It's not a big deal, he just gotta talk to Coach. He is the captain now that Mark graduated. He's got more things to do now, you shouldn't be so sad at his success.

You apologized to Mrs. Choi on being late to class which she just waved off before telling you to sit down. You sat down on the empty seat next to Huang Renjun, the Chinese student who moved in a few years ago, who was also one of your close friends.

"Hey Renjun," you waved as you drop your bag on the table. "Good to see you, loser. Why aren't you sitting next to Mr. Captain of the Football Team?" Renjun chuckled, not sparing you a glance as he fidgeted with his brand new watercolor set under his desk as to not get caught by your teacher.

Renjun was in the arts club with you, that's basically how you two met. The day you met was a truly iconic moment in your friendship, which ended with you accidentally shoving the end of an acrylic paint brush into his mouth.

"He got some things to discuss with Coach, so he couldn't make it to class." you pouted, crossing your arms on the desk as you began to write down whatever your teacher was explaining on the whiteboard. Renjun looked around class, now noticing that Jaemin was nowhere in sight of the room.

"I'm so glad to be your second option, y/n." he said spitefully, earning a poke on the temple by the end of your pencil. "Hey," he gave you a death glare. "Shut up, Huang. If he didn't reject me so much maybe I wouldn't be this desperate." you muttered, writing down sloppy notes at the speed of light.

"Oh please, even if Jaemin accepted your love, you wouldn't even spare a glance at anyone but him in this whole room til Mrs. Choi actually makes you sit next to me." Renjun rolled his eyes with a heavy sigh, putting his watercolour set in his bag before turning his head to copy the ones he hasn't written.

You sighed, playfully poking his sides in retaliation, causing the taller boy to flinch at the contact. "Speaking of that, it's been-what? Three years? And you're still going strong?" Renjun asked in disbelief. "Three- It's only been two years Renjun." you chuckled.

"Whatever," he rolled his eyes, "but like, how are you still going strong with the countless amount of times where he would reject you all the time?" he asked again. You felt a slight pain in your chest at his words, your mind flashing back to Jaemin's cold demeanor a while ago.

"Jaemin's just really stubborn. Why are you even questioning this now?" you tried to play it off with a smile, forcing out a small laugh as you gripped your pencil tightly, trying to make your mind focus on what's being written on the board than focusing on your stubborn soulmate who kept rejecting you.

"Yeah I know, but it's been two years, Y/n. Two damn years. I admire your determination and all but are you ever gonna just give up?" he questioned. You felt your heart sank at the thought, you wouldn't know what to do without your soulmate.

Everyone told you that being with your soulmate always made you feel whole, with butterflies fluttering around your stomach and your heart would feel like it was raised up to the clouds in heaven like a bird sparing through the sky.

The euphoria when your skins touch, the same exact feeling when you and Jaemin were casually hanging out. Deep down, the dark part of you knew that he was gonna get sick of you sooner or later. Yet you still had some hope left lingering, hoping that things would turn out otherwise.

You closed your eyes for a brief moment, trying to calm your thoughts as you slowly unclenched your death grip on your pencil. "Shut up Renjun," you flashed the boy a forced smile, nudging him with a teasing look before going back on your notes.

But to be honest, you don't know if you could continue paying attention without your mind wandering around.

"You okay?" you asked when you got in the passenger seat of Jaemin's car, shutting the door to be meet with a very dark and grim Na Jaemin with his eyes not gazing away from his phone. You knew something was up.

You and Jaemin lived literally next door to each other. Ever since Jaemin got a brand new car for his birthday, he couldn’t help but offer you a ride. “Fine.” he spoke in a monotone voice. He started the engine with a twist of his key, not sparing you a glance as he started driving. 

“You sure?” you asked after a pregnant pause, “you don’t sound or look fine.Did something happen at practice?” you added. You could see Jaemin’s fingers tightening their grip on the steering wheel. “I’m fine.” he muttered once again, but nonetheless your stubborn self didn’t want to leave him alone. His happiness was your happiness, after all.

“You know we could just talk it o-” you said before flinching at Jaemin’s bold yet sharp tone. “I said, I’m fine, y/n.” he huffed with a roll of his eyes. “I’m just having those days, just drop it.” he added without meeting your eyes. You stared at him for a brief moment, raising your brow at his tone.

You clicked your tongue before taking off your seatbelt causing Jaemin to turn his head to you for a small moment before looking back at the road. “What are you-” he spoke before he watch you move to the back seat and press both of your hands on his shoulder above the seats, pressing your fingers down on his clothed skin. Jaemin let out a soft groan at the contact, feeling his body relax.

“You’re clearly not fine. So let’s just talk it out and relax.” you smiled, trying to keep your balance on the moving car. “Y/N, sit down. What if you-” Jaemin interrupted himself with a relaxed groan as you dug your fingers on a sore spot. “Shut up and tell me bout your day, you dumbass.” you chuckled. Jaemin sighed in defeat, focusing on the road and the calming sensation of your palms digging into his shoulders.

“It’s nothing, really. Coach just gave me a big talk bout the responsibilities of being team leader, and the risks I have to take since it’s our senior year. And we’re gonna have tryouts for new members next week and I’ll have to be there, too. Everything’s just piling up into one, not to mention the exams, assignments and practice every two days.” Jaemin sighed.

You hummed, nodding as Jaemin continued to vent out his emotions to you as if you weren’t the same girl who was constantly bugging him everyday with your undying love confessions. It felt as if you two were sixteen again, before the whole soulmate problem came up. “I get it, with Seulgi graduating, someone has to be the president of the art club. Everyone wants me to be the leader but I don’t think I’m ready.” you nodded in understanding.

Jaemin smiled as you spoke,”but like, sometimes you gotta take up responsibilities when they’re given to you, you know? We just gotta do our best and start taking slow steps at a time.” you continued, trying to focus on massaging Jaemin’s shoulders. “Thanks, y/n.” Jaemin chuckled softly, his heart warming up, knowing you got his back no matter what. “I’m glad you always got my back.”

“Of course I do,” you smiled. “I am your soulmate after all,” you bit your lip nervously, you almost hesitated saying those words. You prepared yourself for the dark glare that was now peering at you through the rear view mirror, “Y/N...” Jaemin spoke in an exasperated sigh. “I know, I know. ‘Y/N, you know this more than anyone in the whole world, I don’t want to have a chosen soulmate, or any at all. I want to fight against what fate has in store for me.’ I heard you say this a gazillion times, Nana.” you giggled, mocking his deep voice dramatically.

Jaemin let out a small giggle, shaking his head profusely as he felt your fingers disappear as you crawled to the front passenger seat beside Jaemin once again. He watched you hop on to the passenger’s seat, clipping your seat belt on. He bit his lip as he recalled his tone early, feeling guilty slightly at his previous actions.

Soon he let out a small smile, doing a u-turn to head to your favorite diner. “Whatever,loser. You want to get some smoothies?” he offered with his charming bright smile, pupils shining bright once again that you could feel yourself fall deeper for this boy. “Do you even have to ask, Mr. Captain Of The Football Team?” you giggled.

Jaemin laughed, shaking his head at you. “One hour,Y/n. One whole hour. That’s how long I left you at Mrs.Choi’s class to sit beside Renjun and now you’re becoming him.” Jaemin jokes, poking your sides teasingly. “Imagine what would’ve happen if I left you with him for a whole day, alone.” he hummed curiously.

“Shut up, Nana. You know very much I rather be left alone with you,” you winked, causing Jaemin to roll his eyes at you. “Do I really need to reject you again? I’m sure you have my whole speech perfectly memorized in that brain of yours.” he chuckled. You felt your heart sank once again at his words,but nonetheless you maintained a bright smile on your face. “Who knows? Maybe you finally fell for me,” you grinned.

“Stop dreaming, Y/N. That’s definitely not gonna happen.” 

[dapper-ships-herself]

I've mentioned before that I have a fairy tail oc, and I wanted to introduce him!

I will preface this with the why of his creation, it's the result of me getting kind of meta with my Erza ship, cause it's very doubtful that the creator of fairy tail would go in to the series intending to make a wlw ship canon, and all the main characters kind of have their boy/girl match ups, so I started thinking what would my s/i's intended love interest be like, before mine and Erza's romantic tension became too much to deny.

Lumen Judge

He has two versions, one for each version of my s/i, the first is admittedly currently a bit more thought out than the second.

(His tattoo is actually white ink.)

His first backstory ties him in to the library backstory of my s/i. In that backstory, she is from far back in the past and was trapped in an out of time library for ages because her whole village thought she was a demon. After casting her out though, the village leader, her grandfather, was overthrown by the patriarch of another high level family within the village, on the basis that the former chief's whole bloodline could now no longer be trusted after producing such a creature. This family that became the leaders of the village, was the Judge family. This patriarch was power hungry, and in addition to getting power over the village, he wanted the freedom to use the magical items locked away by the chief. But, the villagers were all still very much afraid of magic, so he needed an excuse.

He told everyone that he knew that the evil they had locked away within the library would not stay defeated, and that she would one day return to wreck havoc on the world, so he assembled a small team who would oh so humbly take the necessary sacrifice and allow themselves to come into contact with magic by wielding these magic items and they would dedicate their lives to the defeat of evil. Over the generations, even as the village eventually faded, the group remained, always lead by a member of the Judge family, it's members only allowed to be people who use holder type magic even after times changed and people weren't afraid of magic anymore. They think of themselves as a secret group who remains in the shadows for the sake of the light. Their core mission has never been forgotten, they must await the arrival of a great evil demoness who will one day awaken to destroy the whole world... The details were exaggerated a bit like a long game of telephone. By the time it gets to Lumen, the story is told as one day their village was attacked by Gillian and her horde of demons who lay waste to the land, and it was after his daughter Rimis was slain by her that Rimis's father, the first leader of their organization, bravely fought her and managed to weaken her enough to lock her away within the library, and he founded the group to prevent anyone from having to feel his loss ever again.

While the organization was, unknown to it's current members, founded on greed, they genuinely believe in their cause of riding the world of evil, and none buy into it more than Lumen himself.

He's an earnest young man who cares about his comrades deeply. He loves to laugh and be friendly. He has the demeanor of a true gentle man, and he's a bit of a romantic.

The device that locked her in the library has a glow from within the gemstone inlaid on it whenever it's able to be used again, and so it was known the minute she freed herself. Their group had been trying to track her ever since. Lumen's father is the leader at this time.

It takes so long to find her because there's no sort of tracking function, they only know the general area of where she popped back into the world, but she'd managed to wander a good distance from there before finding fairy tail.

This arc becomes about preventing them from relocking Gillian in the library, where she'd have to reread the vast collection in order to be free again, which would likely take another thousand years or so.

It's over the course of this arc that lumen and Gillian clash, her more reluctantly than him. He becomes more and more confused though, she seems like a regular, kind girl, not some great evil, but his father keeps telling him that she's trying to trick him the same as she's clearly tricked these "friends" of hers in to fighting by her side. Eventually, he does learn the truth, and the group is defeated. Actually, the arc's climax involves Gillian is actually locked away briefly, but she's freed with the help of her friends, and lumen who realizes in this moment that he can't allow this to happen, and it's the culmination of his growing confliction.

Lumen is shaken by finding out about the less than noble reasons behind the group's founding and feels very guilty for trying to further harm someone who has been deeply wronged, so he decides he needs to reevaluate himself and leaves the group, and he joins fairy tail. From there, he's super loyal to Gillian and sees her as an angel to combat his misguided view of her as a demon, and he's pretty flirty but only with her.

As I said, that backstory is much more dramatic than the second one.

(He ties his hair up in this reality ha)

In this backstory, paired with the Dreyar version of my s/i, his group is not an ancient organization, rather they're powerful mercenaries, with him as a one of it's generals, basically. These mercenaries have control over a mountain region as their base of operations. Each of their leaders controls an entrance to this region.

Team Natsu is on a job that requires them to go in to these mountains, but they need to gain permission from one of the leaders. They end up meeting Lumen and trying to convince him to help them, but he refuses and isn't budging. Until Gillian walks in, a little behind her companions after wrapping something up. He does a full turn around on his stance of not helping because he gets an immediate crush. (Self indulgent, you say? That's this whole blog, baby.)

I have less of an idea on the events that follow, but he becomes quite attached and after a few days of them returning home, he shows up at fairy tail's door looking to join to be closer to Gillian.

As for his magic, I'm still figuring out the details a little bit, and maybe this is already similar to someone else's magic in the show, maybe I might get a better idea for a different magic ability, so it could be changed but this is what it is right now.

Those circles attached to the ribbon on his waist are actually coins, and when they are flipped they summon a magical creature that's engraved on it's surface. The magical creature is assigned to a coin after it has been defeated by whoever holds the set. The more powerful the creature, the fewer times it can be summoned before the engraving fades and the creature would have to be defeated again to be able to be used again. The whole set us connected, so a type of creature can only be assigned to one coin at a time; so like, two coins couldn't both hold a dragon at the same time, or whatever.

In the library backstory, he has a very special coin, the one on his shoulder. This one had been altered to recreate the spirit of Rimis as an avenging angel and the instruction was to only use it when faced with Gillian. Rimis was Gillian's best friend, so the first time Lumen summons her shakes her really badly and actually causes her to get severely injured because she was too distracted to defend herself.

Anyway, please love my punk gentleman.

Picrew