#;;and their writing is v fab

[inkykeiji]

omg i’m still thinking about vampire niichannnn ughh

him keeping reader captive on his lap while he sucks blood from different parts of his body. and he keeps getting more and more drunk off of her meanwhile her body becomes so limp she can barely maintain a position without him holding her still and once he notices how languid her body is, he then decides to fuck her……ahhh i feel like i’m in high school watching vampire diaries again ;) (god the acting in that was horrendous lmao)

i am hOLLERING FROM THE ROOFTOPS ANONNNN this is such a fucking concept!!! 

tw: stepcest, blood, vampire big bro, noncon words: 830

when he feels you go lax, soft and droopy in his lap as your bones turn pliable beneath his lips, he knows he should stop. 

when he feels your pulse turn faint in your veins, barely a fluttering against his tongue, he really knows he should stop. 

so he does, reluctantly pulls his crimson slicked mouth from your flesh, sealing his newest wound with a thick salve of saliva, tinged a watery pink. you slump forward the moment his teeth aren’t holding you in place, and his head quirks curiously.

looks like he’s got himself a little dolly. 

something devious smears across his face, something sinister unfurling dark and sticky in his stomach. 

oh, let’s play, dolly. 

he knows he should probably bandage your wounds before he does anything else—you’re still bleeding profusely, ribbons of scarlet cascading down supple skin, oozing slow but steady from the deep little indents scattered across your form. 

but he just can’t help it, rearranging your slack body on your pale pink sheets—thighs spread, arms above your head, crossed loosely at the wrists—and swiping two fingers through a stream of thick blood, collecting it on the pads before smearing it along his cock, a crude form of lube. 

time’s pretty tight, all things considered—you could technically die on him in any minute with how much blood-loss you’ve sustained, but that’s a risk his lust-dazed brain is willing to take—and he doesn’t have a moment to prep you properly. 

not that he would, either way. 

another messy slather of scarlet along his shaft and then he’s ramming his cock into you in one sharp, quick, hard thrust, the vicious motion jostling your limp body up the mattress. 

it isn’t as fun when you’re not crying and squirming beneath him, nails sinking into his shoulders and tearing (a futile effort, but it’s cute that you try), limbs writhing in opposition as you try to shove at his shoulders or kick at his hips (so precious that you think you’d ever be strong enough to achieve such a feat). 

it isn’t as fun when your sobs of protest don’t turn into squeals of pleasure, when your struggling doesn’t turn into clinging, suddenly desperate as your legs knot around his waist and your pelvis rolls up to meet his own, begging him with sugary sweet gasps of nii-chan, nii-chan, nii-chan!—but he’ll take what he can get. 

because even in the absence of all of his favourite things, he still cums quite quick, the scent of your blood and the feeling of it on his skin—silk and slime—an intoxicating mixture, strokes of carmine smeared across toned muscle and pale linen.

it’s almost artful in a way, how he paints your body in your combined fluids, red and white, pearl and crimson, swirling together to create an iridescent pink. 

your favourite colour, isn’t it? he thinks it might be on the verge of becoming his favourite colour, too. 

a wheeze scrapes at your throat, a thick pool of saliva gurgling on the back of your tongue and he’s drawn back to the present moment, your wounds still gently weeping. 

christ, he nearly whines to himself, fingers twitching, itching to touch. you look so goddamn pretty covered in your own blood, engraved with molds of your big brother’s mouth—replicas of all thirty-two teeth stamped thoughtfully into shoulders and wrists and thighs, stained a deep, grotesque purple—and glazed with your big brother’s cream, splattered in masterful streaks across soft skin. 

pretty and perfect and all for him, made by him, just for him.

when you finally wake, half-delirious and head stuffed with fog, you wake to your big brother studiously tending to your wounds, deft fingers conscientious as they work—yet there is a certain carelessness to it, too; an ease, an expertise, the type that develops with extensive experience.

he’s done this before. 

patches of white litter your skin, taped tightly over the sketches of his mouth. a hiss slips from between clenched teeth as you push yourself onto your elbows, blood blooming through cotton. 

“be careful,” your older brother chides, not looking up from his task, nostrils twitching slightly. “you’ll tear open your wounds again; they were just beginning to clot.” 

whining a little, your brow crumples in sleep-tinged confusion, lifting your heavy limbs experimentally, coating of dried cum cracking with the motion. some bites are deeper than others, some so painful it hurts to move the muscle they’ve been carved into at all, soft fingers prodding delicately around the puffy gauze, procuring a sharp gasp from your mouth, face puckering with pain.

“it’s good you’re awake,” he says, nonchalant as he presses another bandage over a wound on your ankle—fresh, still exuding dribbles of crimson. glancing up through a curtain of hair, his stare finds yours, crystal and bright. “i thought you might never wake up.” 

the words are chuckled, dyed with lighthearted amusement, but the gleam in his eyes holds a shard of truth to it.

[luminescenc1e]

"Ah, but you see, he forgets nothing. Au contraire." A faint brush of his fingers grazes the fabric of his jacket, pushing it aside as one hand finds his waist. He stands in the middle of the room, eyes wandering, as if already dreaming of how vastly different it would look under his care. It reeks of a desperate attempt at authenticity—simplicity masked as art, empty space pretending to make each piece more important. It's the kind of calculated modernism that clings to pretension, much like the owners, who are not currently there. And so very much unlike the man perched on one of the chairs.

“Mr. Du Lac,” he purrs the name with the weight of centuries behind it, as though every syllable drips with history, with shared moments, with everything unspoken. There is no mistaking what that name had once meant to him—still means—and yet, that is not why he’s here tonight. No, Louis, with his brooding and indulgences in sentiment, was no longer the one he sought.

“Louis, dear Louis…” he sighs, placing a hand to his chest, his voice lowering, almost conspiratorial, as if sharing a secret with the air between them. “He has grown so dreadfully serious. Far too serious, toujours, drowning himself in those melodramatic emotions.” His lips curve into a sharp, amused smile. “I have no interest in such trivialities.” His steps, soft and deliberate, barely disturb the silence of the room as he crosses to take his place opposite the man.

"Ah…" A playful roll of his eyes as if to dismiss the weight of it all. “The lion craves better company tonight.” His gaze travels languidly, from the man’s feet up to his face, lingering, savoring every inch with obvious delight. “Now… as for refreshments, mon cher… I wonder, do you have anything worth offering? Or perhaps… would you offer yourself?” His smile widens, full of wicked amusement, eyes gleaming with a hunger that isn't quite for food.

continued from here with @senecalia

[satorusugurugurl]

The Single Dad Club!

Summary: The Single Dad club consisted of Grto Suguru, Gojo Satoru and Nanami Kento! But with summer upon them, the men find themselves ladies who are willing to have them leave their self-appointed club!

Pairing: Nanami Kento x FAB!Reader

Word Count: 6,761

Warning: Mermaid performer, near drowning, mentions of CPR, flirting, fluff, cursing, oral sec (female receiving) smut, p in v, unprotected sex

A/N: Here’ part Ine of my Single Dad Club Summer Series! I had so much fun writing this! Ahdjfkkfkkd love me some Sexy dilfs!! 😈💚

Part Two Part Three

The smell of salt water was intense as you sat on the pool's edge, which led down into the aquarium. You lifted your legs, making your silicone, iridescent mermaid tail flop in the water. It was almost showtime, and you could not wait to get into the water. You loved your job. Being a mermaid performer was one of the most incredible things you ever decided to do. Not only could you spend time around those you loved with all your heart, but you also got to swim and make children smile daily.

The door to the waiting area opened, and you looked over your shoulder at Shoko and Utahime, who wandered inside. The young couple were your coworkers. They weren’t mermaid performers like you were, but they still worked at the aquarium. Shoko was one of the marine veterinarians, and Utahime was one of the researchers at your facility. They would stay in your Hideaway room while you performed in case something terrible happened and they needed to jump in.

Not that kind of thing ever happened. But it was just a precaution. Something the duo insisted on you doing. Despite the fact one of the tour guides could help you if they decided to jump over the railing and into the deep tank, you were always in. but if you were being honest, if anyone were to help you from narrowly drowning, if that situation ever came to be, you would want it to be your two of your closest friends.

“Hey, you two!” You flopped your tail back into the water, repeatedly splashing it around.

“Hey.” Shoko yawned as Utahime helped ease you out of your lawn chair. “We were just talking about going to the bar after work. Do you want to come with us? Lord knows we all need a drink after this week.”

“Oh, sure! I have shows until six tonight.”

Shoko stuck her nose up, rolling her eyes. “You're going to be a prune by then.” you scooted over to the edge of the tank, dipping your tail in.

“I will gladly be a prune if I can make some kids smile.”

“Yeah, yeah, children, great fun.” Shoko sighed, leaning against the wall. “Just remember, if you need help, don't panic; Utahime and I will watch the screen. But you're always careful.”

You glanced up at the flat-screen television attached to the wall. The screen played a live feed of the tank you would be in. That way, if anything happened to you, your friends would be able to see you and come to your aid. Likely for you, that sort of thing has never happened in your three years working at the aquarium. So, it was more like a precautionary step for the aquarium. They didn’t want to deal with the lawsuit if anything were to happen.

But you were a very good swimmer. So you didn’t doubt it would be fine on your own if anything happened. You would need to keep a head and trust your instincts.

“Alrighty, I’ll see you guys in about thirty minutes.”

Easing yourself into the water, you took a deep breath before diving. Using all your abdominal strength, you kicked and swam further down underneath the small tube that let out into the main tank. The tank was full of different kinds of fish, making the whole mermaid experience more genuine. There were other rock formations, some netting (despite your protest) that was placed around some of the boulders at the bottom of the tank where you would typically lie during your shows.

With all the rocks and the netting in the fish, it felt like the children saw a mermaid in their natural environment. You had them throw a couple of treasure chests to make the experience more fun for the children to watch you dig through them, pulling out seashells and rocks. You all loved the setup you and the aquarium directors had created.

You could hear children screaming and shouting from the vibrations against the tank wall almost immediately, reminding you why you did precisely what you did. It was showtime! You loved making them believe and just a little magic and turning your head, waving at the blurs you see through the water. You couldn’t quite make out their shapes, but their squeals of happiness were all that mattered to you.

You weren’t in this gig for the money or the viral videos that usually came with your performances. You were in it to make children’s lives more magical. You press up against the glass, staring down at five blurry shapes. You couldn’t make out much of their features; the wide mattered to you.

You pressed your two fingers to your lips and moved them as fast as you could as you blew out a breath of air, thus making a heart-shaped bubble hit the glass before you. Screams interrupted from the other side of the thick glass; a couple of the shapes jumped up and down, and all the others stood and watched idly. You performed a couple of other bubble tricks for the crowd before swimming past one of the rock formations, where an air hose was kept out of sight so the magic wasn’t ruined for the children.

With air in your lungs, you swim back to the wall, slowly, swimming past each of the blurry figures, flipping and doing the tricks you had perfected over the years of training, from doing front and backflips to swimming and playing with the fish. Every move you make is strategically plotted and practiced. You were always ready to do whatever it took to make your shows enjoyable. If that meant you had to pucker your lips up in front of a fish.

It was the closest thing you had to a spicy date. It has been so long since you had gotten any action. You blew rings of bubbles out; you made yourself a mental note to download a dating app as soon as your shift was over. The need for human contact was so strong that you would honestly sell your voice to a witch, meaning you could go on a date and maybe take said date home and show him what else you could do with your mouth other than blowing bubbles.

Putting those horny dirty thoughts to the back of your mind, you flipped upside down against the tank wall, placing your hands against the glass separating you and the children on the other side. Too small reached out, putting their palms against yours. And while your vision was blurry from being underwater, you could make out the child's glittering bright light brown eyes on the other side of the glass.

You both stared into each other’s eyes, almost heating each other souls in a way. The child kept your gaze before looking over his shoulder, shouting something to an oversized shape behind him. The shape came forward before crouching down next to the child. Much like the child’s eyes, the man who stared at you had eyes that pierced through your soul. They were gorgeous honey-brown hues that searched your face long before he focused on the child.

They exchange words before the man gently strokes tufts of pink hair before his eyes focus back on you. Something in his watchful gaze that was almost readable, and that might’ve been because you were underwater and couldn’t see clearly, but the look had your heart racing. Flipping back up, you floated in front of the man, smiling wide, before blowing him a heart-shaped bubble with both hands.

From how the child jumped up and down, you assumed he enjoyed you flirting slightly with his parental figure. The way several other joined in and seemingly to whistle and clap that had the man rubbing his neck, shaking his head. Your lungs were beginning to burn with the need for oxygen, so you winked at the stranger before heading back to your air hose.

Just as you were about to turn to reach for it, something tugged on your silicone tail, trapping you from moving further. You saw the net when you looked back to see what you were caught on. Your bosses insisted on putting you down in the tank with you. Despite you telling them it was a terrible idea, they were persistent in using it because it would make the scene look more authentic. They didn’t care at all if it was a drowning risk for you.

In times like these, there is no reason to panic. The more you panicked, the more you struggled, the harder it would be to tell your breath. You cautiously turned your body, trying to free yourself from the netting. But you only succeeded in tightening it further around your tail. You tugged and pulled the mess ropes; the air was escaping your lungs, sending bubbles floating to the top of the tank. This was bad; the stupid nets were wrapped around you so tight that you couldn’t even slip off the tail that weighed about forty pounds. More bubbles escape your lungs as you frantically begin trying to free yourself. And for the first time in several years of being relaxed and collected, you did something you should never do.

You panicked.

You opened your mouth, yelling as if someone would hear you. Maybe Shoko would see the distress you were clearly in on the camera and come rushing to your aid at any second. But if she hasn’t noticed thus far, he wasn't sure if she would even notice until you had drowned. Salty water burned your inner nose as you began inhaling water; panic told your lungs to breathe when there was no air.

This was it, your final moments! Your death was so ridiculous. It would be featured on one of those terrible daytime shows like ‘101 Ways to Die!’ You always thought you would go down as one of the greatest mermaid performers. Instead, you would be laughed at for such an idiotic rookie mistake.

Your vision began to blur as darkness settled in around your vision as you lost consciousness.

A splash sounded from the distance as you shut your eyes. Hands quickly worked at the nets wrapped around you before you were moving. It was a white noise as warm hands pressed up and down over your chest before lips pressed over your mouth and blew into it. The exact process repeated before the white noise turned into panicked yelling and shouting as you coughed up water, your eyes widening.

“There we go!” The same warm hands gently rolled you onto your side as you retched up more water, your lungs burning in satisfaction as you gripped the damp pants of your savior. “Keep coughing; get all that water up; good job.”

“Way to go, Nanami!!” A man shouted from behind as exhaustion washed over you.

“I need a blanket now!” The man you were clinging to shouted around, his hands gently gripping your upper arms, pulling you towards his chest. Breathing in deeply, you sighed as he rubbed his hands up and down your back, heating your body. “I got you, breathe, shhh.”

You clung harder to him, sniffling as you fought back tears of fear and relief. “Nanami.” Another man sounded behind you before a warm blanket wrapped around your shivering body.

“Thank you, Geto.” The man, Nanami, shushed you again as you began breathing more steadily, your grip on him loosening. “Are you okay? Lightheaded? Chest pain?”

“J-Just c-cold.”

“I need to get you out of this tail.” he goes to tug it off, but you stop him. “The children have been ushered away; please let me help you.”

You never took your tail off in front of people, but you had no choice. One brisk nod was all he needed before your hero tugged the tail down past your legs, freeing you from its confining prison. The second your legs were free, the man wrapped your legs around him, keeping your chest pressed firmly against each other as he stroked your back. His gentle and kind touch made you feel warm in no time.

You both stayed like that, wrapped up in each other until a door slammed open. “Shoko! Over here! Utahime yelled as your friends ran towards you.

“I can take it from here, sir.”

“No, I’m okay, I got her.”

“But sir—”

“Nanami is the best pediatrician in the city.” One of the other men around you voiced clear annoyance in his tone. “Give him some space to work.”

You turned your head, looking up at your friend. “S-Shoko, I’m okay.” The shaking tone of your voice had your friend turning in your direction, long dark hair flowing. “Can you take my tail back to my car?”

“Of course.” She stroked wet strands of your hair back. “I’m sorry we were watching the camera, but I think it’s busted. One second, we watched you swimming, and then someone told us one of our performers almost drowned.”

Nanami hummed, drawing your attention for the first time. “Another thing wrong with this establishment. Putting fishnets down in a tank with an actor and broken cameras, this is a lawsuit waiting to happen.” Warm honey-brown eyes met yours, and you realize they are the same eyes you had been staring at while performing.

“It’s you—”

“It’s me.”

Your heart felt like it was about to explode as he acknowledged that it was him that you had that intimate moment with when inside the tank. Warmth spread across your cheeks as the man who saved your life grinned down at you. Was this real life? Or did you drown and go to heaven? That was the only reason an insanely hot pediatrician would smile down at you like he was.

He pulled back slightly, examining your face. “How are you feeling now? Are you warm now?”

“Honestly, I’m so embarrassed; I’ve never had an incident happen in the three years I’ve been doing this.”

“And it was not your fault. Whoever’s dumb idea it was to throw fishnet in. There is the one blame.”

There wasn’t much more you could say to that because Nanami was right. That wasn’t your fault. You had been persistent on them taking out the net for you, other mermaid performers, and the fish in the tank. Unfortunately, the aquarium thought it was best for business. Their greed nearly cost you your life today, so as much as you like your job, it might be time for you to start looking elsewhere places that consider their performer's lives.

“Thank you.” You said as Nanami listed you up, carrying you to the break room. “For saving my life.”

“My son pointed out. It looked like you were stuck. I, of course, was cautious at first, taking note of the situation myself before jumping into the tank. I just did with any good Samaritan would.”

“I owe you whatever you want, and I would gladly pay you back tenfold.”

Nanami walked into the break room, gently sitting you on one of the chairs. His face flushed as he straightened, rubbing the back of his neck. A Rosie hue dusted the tips of his ears. With a hum, you tilt your head to the side before doing the same thing on the other as he struggled to find the words he wanted to say.

Clearing his throat, Nanami held his hand, an earnest, stoic look on his face as he did. “My name is Nanami Kento, and if you would like to pay me back, how about dinner for you and me tomorrow night?” in all of your years being a performer, you have been hit on and listened to crude comments people made. Still, no one no one had ever asked you out on a date.

“Dinner? Like a date?”

“Only if you want; I’m not going to be one to pressure you into saying yes just because of what I have done. If a date is too much to ask, could you say hello to my son? He thoroughly enjoyed your performance.”

From the man who had saved your life, such a simple request, you almost wanted to shake him to tell him to ask for more. But you knew by the look on his face that he wasn’t a man who demanded retribution for his kindness.

“I would love to say hello to your son. Dinner sounds great, too.” You took a deep breath before grinning. “ If you just give me a few minutes to shower quickly and change, I can meet you at the front.”

Nanami was happy to wait while you showered quickly and gathered your belongings before you met him outside the aquarium. He was standing with two other men while children ran around near them. Nanami was holding a plastic bag, most likely his wet clothes. The aquarium must’ve provided him with some shorts and a souvenir T-shirt on the house. Standing near him was a man with long dark hair, pulled half up into a bun while the rest cascaded down his back. He was dressed in a T-shirt and jeans while two little girls clung to his pants as they listened to the adults talk. The other man standing near him had white pristine, snowy hair and dark sunglasses on the bridge of his nose as he enthusiastically spoke with his hands.

“—and then you were like, ‘She’s drowning!’ And SPLASH! You ran up those stairs so fast before diving in, and you swan-dived like a majestic bird! I’ve never been more attracted to a man in my entire life.”

You approached the group with a nervous chuckle. “Yeah, I couldn't agree more.” The trio and their children all snap their attention in your direction.

“Hi there,” Nanami smiled warmly, “thank you for agreeing to meet my son.”

“You saved my life; it’s the least I could do.”

Nanami grinned, turning his attention to the two boys playing in the grass just a bit away from you. “Yuuji, come here for a second.” A small boy with pink hair came rushing forward without being told twice. “I want you to meet—”

“The mermaid!” Yuuji had literal sparkles in his eyes as he gripped at your leggings. “Are you okay?! You have legs now!” The child had to be no older than five, and his curiosity on your legs had you giggling as you fought the urge to pinch his chubby cheeks.

“Yep! I’m doing great, thanks to you and your dad.” You knelt in front of the small boy. “Thank you so much.”

Yuuji grinned and reached for his father's hand with a comprehensive, toothy grin. “You’re welcome!! Thank you for all the kisses!” Nanami and the other two men chuckled.

“Well, you’re very welcome.”

“Careful, Yuuji; I heard your dad is going to take the mermaid here out for a date.”

“You're taking the mermaid on a date, Dad?!”

Nanami nodded before shaking his head at his enthusiastic child. “Yes, can you introduce yourself?”

“Oh, right! I'm Yuuji!”

“Very good, Yuuji.” Nanami praised his son, ruffling his hair

The dark-haired man said, stepping forward to shake your hand. “I’m Geto Suguru, and these are my daughters Nanako and Mimiko. Girls, say hello.” His very well and polite daughters both greeted you properly. You shook Geto’s hand before releasing it as the white-haired man pushed forward.

“And I’m Gojo Satoru. The two gremlins playing over there are my kiddos. Megumi and Tsumiki.” he motioned towards the trio of men and their children that gathered around. “And we’re The Single Dad Club!”

Both the other men groaned in protest. “We told you that’s a terrible name, Satoru.” Gojo pulled his sunglasses off, revealing bright blue eyes.

“Why is it so terrible?”

“Because it’s just a terrible name for a club,” Nanami said, cocking an eyebrow.

“You’re just jealous that Nanami has a date, and we’re both still single.” At Geto’s words, Gojo fell silent. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.” With a gentle smile, Geto pulled his friend away, leaving you, Nanami, and Yuuji standing around.

“Well, as much as I hate to say goodbye, I need to get this one home and start on dinner after a well-needed shower.”

“Oh, trust me, I understand.” Reaching into your bag, you handed Nanami one of your business cards. “That’s my number; call me some time for the dinner date?”

“I’ll text you tonight once I get this one in bed.” With a single swoop, Nanami lifted Yuuji in his arms. “Would that be okay?”

“More than okay.”

“Great, I’ll see you later.”

“Bye, Nanami, bye, Yuuji.”

“Bye!! Dad, will you help me with my paper when we get home? I know what I'm going to write about. For my summer homework!

“And what's that?”

“About how my dad saved a mermaid!”

You waved them off until you could no longer see them. It has been a truly eventful day, having your performance go wrong. You just scoring a date with a total hottie without even having to download a dating app on your phone was well worth almost drowning over. All you needed to do was wait for Nanami to text you, which wasn't long. It was a couple of hours.

The two of you planned to go out to dinner the following day, and your heart fluttered from the second you woke up the following date until you stood outside for Nanami to come to pick you up. Your hands were shaky and sweating; you had no idea why you were so nervous! It was just a date; nothing serious would happen unless Nanami wanted to take it further.

You wouldn’t be opposed to that at all.

The feeling of his lips against yours, wow, regardless if it was just CPR, you longed to feel his mouth again. Preferably now that your life wasn’t in danger. You wanted to wrap yourself around his body to show how strong your core was. You wanted to fuck his brains out, to express just how grateful you were for him saving your life.

“Are you alright?” Nanami’s voice drew you out of the trance you found yourself in.

“Huh!” Looking up from your plate, you find Nanami staring at you, eyes full of concern. “Oh! Yes! I'm so sorry, I was lost in thought!” The sexy pediatrician just smiled before sipping on his wine. “I was just thinking about—yesterday.”

Nanami hummed, placing his wine glass down on the table. “Yes, yesterday was quite exciting. I must agree.” He reached across the table, putting his hand on top of yours. “Are you doing all right? I can’t imagine how terrifying it must’ve been.”

“I’m doing great; I’m just thinking about how grateful you were there when it happened. You and Yuuji, I probably wouldn't be here if it wasn’t for you both.”

“I’ve never been more happy about a field trip. I wasn’t going to come; I was asked to cover a rounding shift at the hospital for one of my colleagues. I was going to break the news to Yuuji when I picked him up from school last week, but he had borrowed a book about different sea animals from the library. I had never seen him so excited about a school trip.” A fond smile graced his lips. “It would have been cruel if I picked to work over an experience my child was excited for. So I decided to take a two-week vacation instead of working.”

“Two weeks?”

“I plan on taking some day trips with the gentleman I’m friends from—”

“The Single Dad Club!” You grin automatically, knowing who he is speaking of. Hearing the nickname for the self-appointed club, leave your lips, your date cringing. “Oh, come on, it’s kind of fun!”

“It's a horrendous nickname that we should’ve buried the second Gojo said it.”

The way his eyebrow twitched had you grinning. “Nanami, you're so cute.” The man before you blushed, his hand reaching up to rub at his neck. “I’m sorry. Please continue.”

“We’re planning on doing this sort of staycation. We plan to go to the local pool and the library downtown to rent out some books for the children, and then we plan to end our staycation at a beach house before we have to return to work.”

“A bunch of summer adventures for the members of the Single Dad Club.”

Nanami hummed, taking a long sip of his wine. “I’m hoping that if this date continues to go as well as it is, I’ll be sending in my letter of resignation to said club.” His bold invitation had you biting down on your lip.

So your attraction wasn’t one-sided. Nanami seemed as eager to see where this could go as you were. Perhaps if you were lucky enough, it would end up with you returning to his place or vice versa. Then again, the man was a single dad, Yuuji’s mother was no longer in the picture, and you understood that there may be some boundaries that were not meant to be crossed now. That didn’t mean you couldn’t flirt and see where the night would take you.

Reaching your foot out, you gently caressed it against Nanami’s ankle briefly before pulling back just for him to do the same thing to you. His foot gently caresses your ankle up your leg just an inch before pulling back. Playing footsie never felt so naughty as you both went back and forth, caressing one another’s legs. You only stopped once you felt as though your underwear was soaking wet; pulling your foot back, he let out a raspy sigh before chugging down the rest of your wine.

“So, Nanami, what time does your babysitter need you to come home?”

Nanami followed your lead, chugging down the rest of his wine and gently placing the glass on the table. “Yuuji is at a slumber party at Gojo’s house with Megumi.” His eyes narrowed; he hooked his foot back around yours, bringing it back towards him, causing you to gasp, gripping the table's edge. His foot slowly ended up the side of your ankle before slowly reaching back down.

“Well, I suppose there’s just one other question.”

“And what might that be?”

“Shall we continue our date at my place or yours?”

You both decided Nanami’s apartment would be more suitable for continuing the date since it was closer and more convenient. And you barely could keep your feet off each other; if you drove across town to your apartment, you weren’t sure you would get through the traffic without ripping each other’s clothes off. The drive to Nanami’s condo was full of tension. His hand gently grabbed your thigh, rubbing it as you ran your hand up and down his forearm. His touch alone nearly had you screaming in the passenger seat. You couldn’t wait to see what else he had in store for you.

You’re not sure how you both manage to keep off each other up the elevator to his front door—but the second the door was shut and locked, you both pounced on each other. You both quickly worked at clothes; Nanami’s buttons were undone rapidly as he unzipped your dress. You moved in sync, not fumbling once as the passion and the desire moved you backward further into the apartment, shoes being kicked off, belts unbuckled ad, and dresses being dropped to the floor.

Never in your entire life have you felt such a connection with another human being. Nanami was something special, And you had never wanted someone so bad. Somehow, you managed to break the kiss that tasted of strawberries and champagne long enough to allow Nanami to lift your thighs, wrapping your legs around his waist as he carried you through the dimly lit condo.

“Oh my fuck, you're so fucking hot. I want you. I want you so fucking bad.” You growled into his ear as you hungrily kissed and nipped at his neck with a whine

“Then you’ll have me.” With a growl, Nanami tossed you onto a luscious bed. “Only if I could have you as well. Because ever since I saw you swimming, blowing kisses. You enamored me like a siren casting her spell upon me.” You tried to get up on your knees to reach for his belt, but Nanami shoved you back down. “None of that now; you're a guest in my house; allow me to treat you.”

Nanami got on the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight as he grabbed your underwear, tugging them down past your legs. He then hooked both legs over his shoulders before slowly laying down on his stomach, his lips sucking at the sensitive flesh of your thighs, leaving an array of hickies up your skin. His mouth and tongue had you gasping, hands slinging to his sheets as he inches closer and closer to you, dripping sex.

“Fuuuuck,” he breathed out, trailing his tongue up your thigh before his face was right in front of your pussy. “You smell so good.”

“Tha-a-ahh ooooh fuck me!” Right before you could think of him properly, his mouth was sealed around your clit, sucking gently on the bundle of nerves before his tongue swirled around it in the most addictive way. “Oooh fuck me—”

Nanami chuckled as he pulled his mouth away from your client, his tongue flicking it gently. “Mmm~ I plan on doing just that as soon as you cum on my tongue.” His mouth was back up on your pussy, tongue sliding up and down your slit, lapping hungrily at your slick folds.

You gasped as he slowly pushed two thick fingers inside of your tight hole, fingering you as his mouth focused solely on your clit, suckling on it, drawing out gasps and whines from deep in your chest. You squirmed and arched, legs shaking as you reached down, fisting his blonde hair. Feeling you shaking all because of him gave Nanami a certain sense of pride as he ate you out faster, tongue flattening against your sensitive it as his fingers hooked up, rubbing your g-spot.

You gritted your teeth, your other hand reaching down and gripping his hair. Getting his hair pulled had Nanami growling against you, but what got him going was when you started rocking your hips against his face. Taking control, using him to get off. There was something about you doing that that had pre-cum dribbling out of his tip, staining the inside of his boxers. “Ooooh god!” you cried out, rocking your hips faster against his willing mouth.“Oooh fuck! Oooh fuck! Fuck!” Your cunt twitched and throbbed around his fingers, clit twitching against his tongue as you rode his face, bringing yourself closer and closer to your orgasm. “I-Im gonna cum! Gonna cum! Oh fuck~ suck my clit suck my clit!” you ordered, making Nanami���s eyes narrow in pure need as he did as you commanded, suckiljng the sensitive bud, resulting in your hips rising off the bed, as you arched your back cumming all over his face and tongue.

The angels sang as you saw the pearly gates, but Nanami’s gentle thrusting of his fingers and little laps brought your soul back into your body. The rippling traces of your orgasm faded into nothing as your body collapsed limply against his bed. Kento chuckled, pressing sweet, loving kisses over your thighs, up your hips against your stomach, see-through closer and closer to your face. The feeling of his lips tracing over your skin had you giggling softly; you bit down on your bottom lip as his face came above you.

He kissed you with a need so strong it made you dizzy. Your hands down, working at his belt, I’m buttoning his trousers before you push them down past his ass. Electricity swarmed between your bodies as the room grew hotter with pure lust. You needed to feel him buried deep inside your pussy, and he needed to feel your warm walls wrapped around his thick, long cock.

“I want you—” Kento sighed out roughly as you wrapped your hand around his cock, pumping it. “I wanted you the second you blew that kiss at me like you were in the tank. Fuck— you look so beautiful; I just knew I had to know who you were fuck, fuck, fuck, your hand feels so good.”

The raw desire in his voice, the confession of his attraction to you, and you wet and willing to do anything he asked. “I want you too; I want you so bad, Nanami Kento, please~!” Hearing that you wanted him just as bad as he wanted you was Nanami’s breaking point.

He positioned himself between your legs, grabbing one, hooking it around his hip while he placed the other over his shoulder. Ever so gently, he pressed the tip of his massive cock against your entrance, rubbing it up and down, collecting your slick over his shaft. The slit of his cock head rubs gently over your clit, a string stretched between your most intimate parts. Seeing that, the usually calm and collected doctor was losing his absolute shit.

“Need you honey—” He pressed the tip inside of you, sending your head rocking back against his plush pillows. “Oh my god, you’re so fucking tight.”

“Y-You’re so fucking thick.”

Nanami panted as he looked down at you. “Do you need me to pull out?”

“N-No—” you took a deep breath, “just needed a second to adjust. You’re so big it feels so good.”

Nanami nodded again before slowly starting to push further inside of you. “Just let me know if you need me to stop, okay? But God, you’re so fucking tight; feels so good around my cock.”

“Ah~ fuck Kento!”

Nanami groaned, his head falling to the side, resting against your leg over his shoulder. “I-I’m all the way inside.” He grunted as he bottomed out inside of you, all nine inches of his thick cock buried deep inside your tight heat as your hips met each other.

“Oh, my fuck—” You glance down at your conjoined bodies, whimpering as he slowly begins rocking into you. “Oooh god fuck me, Nanami~ please fuck me!”

Nanami placed one hand on your hip while the other gently groped at your thigh, which was draped over his shoulder. He didn’t need to be told twice to fuck such a beautiful woman like you. He pulled out hips, rolling into you, gently thrusting in and out of your tight cunt. You guessed and whined in tandem with his movements, your hands gripping the sheets underneath you.

His cock slid in and out of your pussy, and each stroke of his cock inside of you rubbed perfectly against your g-spot before pressing further and hitting your cervix. It wasn’t painful, but God didn’t feel good. It was so intense and pleasurable. It felt as though his cock was perfectly molded for your body. Hitting every spot perfectly without you even telling him how to move or where to hit; he just knew.

With every thrust into your cunt, your hips rose to meet him. Not be granted, his finger is digging into the flesh of your leg and your hip so hard you knew it was going to leave bruises. Who gave a fuck about bruises in a moment like this?! Especially when you had never been fucked like this before.

“Kento~ Nnngh! Fuck! Ooooh fuck me, fuck me please, faster.”

“Yeah, you want me to fuck you faster? I’ll fuck you faster, honey.” His teeth nipped at your leg before dropping it off his shoulder, wrapping the other around his hip. “Be sure to scream my name when you come on my cock okay?”

“S-Someone’s g-getting c-co-oooh! Ah! Ah! Ah!” Nanami grabbed both sides of your hips, holding you in place as his cock slammed in and out of your pussy, going faster and harder with each thrust. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” you abandoned your grip on the sheets reaching behind Nanami’s toned muscular back, digging your manicured nails into his skin, dragging it down, scratching him up, marking him.

The headboard slammed against the wall over and over again with each thrust. The bedframe squeaked, but neither of you could even hear it over Nanami’s heavy grunts and your breath moans. His lips were on yours, and a deep, searing kiss, one that stole what little breath you had left away. He felt so good as you mostly tried to kiss him back with the same enthusiasm, massaging each other lips, getting nipped and bid at as nails dug into the skin and grips tightened as Nanami fucked you into the mattress.

You weren’t going to last, and Nanami knew that.

His fingers tightened harder into your hips as he jackhammered his cock inside you, angling it perfectly to slam over and over into your sweet spots that made you see the heavenly Gates again. Your mouth fell open, but there was no escape as your eyes went wide, focusing on the man above you. He smiled so lovingly before he grunted, dropping his head to your shoulder and peppering your skin with kisses. It was a chill contrast to the way he was fucking you. You get even closer to the edge as you pull one away from his back, reaching down and rubbing your clit in fast circles.

“I-Im gonna cum, gonna cum Kento, oooh fuck please cum with me!”

“Yeah, you want me to cum with you? Nnngh! Want me to cum?”

“Y-Yes, yes, yes! Please, Kento, fuck, please!”

“I will~ cum, baby~ cum for me.”

A piercing scream had your ears ringing as you came squirting all over the cock that was fucking you so good. Your juices sprayed out onto his crotch. Nanami somehow managed to pull himself out, jerking his cock furiously above you. “Cumming baby~ oooh fuck, fuck!” Spurts of hot cum spilled out of his cock, coating your stomach with his seed. Squeezing his shaft, none, he shook his dick, making sure all of the cum was out before he collapsed on the bed next to you.

While the tremors continued to rake through your body, Nanami wrapped his arm around you, pulling you to his body, his hand rubbing your back, gently praising you as his fingers massaged at your lower back. While the last tremors came to a stop, you collapsed limply against him, breathing heavily as he pressed a kiss on the top of your head. Lifting your head, you grinned, finding him drunkenly watching you, admiring the flush tint to your skin before he leaned down, kissing you softly.

“You have no idea how amazing that felt for me.”

“I could say the same thing. I normally don’t jump into bed right away with women I just met. Honestly, it’s been quite some time since I went on a date.”

You ran your fingers up and down his chest as you observed him. “I know exactly what you mean.” His hand gently reaches down, gripping your chin, lifting it, forcing you to look into his eyes.

“What I’m getting at is that I’m not the type of man who does one-night stands.”

“Oh well, that's very good to know.” You yawned, snuggling deeper into the warmth that radiated off his body. “Does that mean I can ask you for a breakfast date tomorrow? Before you go, pick up your son?”

“I love the sound of that.” He mumbled, leaning down and kissing your lips.

When Nanami decided to take two weeks off for summer vacation with his son, he had no idea he would save the life of a mermaid performer. He also had no clue that said performer was what was missing in his life. The summer had just begun, and he already felt like he had a long-time romance with just two interactions with you; he couldn’t wait to see what the rest of the summer had in store for you both.

The Single Dad Club lost one of their members that day after the aquarium, just what did the summer heat Heaven store for the last two remaining members of the club?

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[moonchild9350]

Your Sweet Angel

Summary: Your days are long, you’re a mess, your mind all over the place. But things can change with the help of an angel, a light in your dark life.

Pairing: fantasy au Felix x fab reader

Genre: smut 18+MDNI

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: dubcon I guess? I mean consent is given eventually ha. Coercion, nipple play, p in v penetration, creampie (don’t), mystical being?, stalkish. Let me know if I missed anythingl

Notes: idk where this came from lol. The thoughts that run through my mind late at night when I should be sleeping. I just had to write it down lol. This is lightly edited so please excuse any typos!

If you like let me know! Likes, comments, reblog always appreciated ♡

Please do not copy, translate, modify, use, or repost this work elsewhere without my permission. ©moonchild9350 (2024)

It was a difficult day, from the moment your day began. You overslept, the traffic caused your head to hurt, your coworkers testing your patience. Yeah, it’s definitely been a tough day.

To clear your mind you decided to take a walk, breathing in the cool, night air, the moon shining brightly in the sky, the stars illuminating your path. You walked and walked, humming a random song to yourself, your hands in your pockets.

Before you knew it, you found yourself at the park, darkness settling in, with the glow of the lamps providing a soft light. You decided to walk through, safety be damned, you didn’t care about anything at this point.

You made your way along the path, your mind clearing more and more with each step. However, about half way through, you heard a voice. The voice was singing, the song ethereal in the night air.

Looking up you saw a man sitting on the ledge of one of the walls lining the pathway. He was gorgeous, angelic almost in the lightening. He seemed to be swaying with the music only he could hear. You looked closer and noticed his eyes were closed, a soft smile spread across his face.

You stepped up to him and just watched and listened, enjoying his voice and the serenity of the moment. Eventually the song must have finished, because he stopped swaying and opened his eyes, the dark orbs finding yours in the darkness

He smiled, the action traveling to his eyes, as he beckoned you forward with his tiny hands. You shouldn’t go near him, the alarms in your head going off, but you couldn’t help it. You slowly made your way to the mysterious man, stopping before him.

You were able to take in his face more and how beautiful was it. His eyes looked up at you with such softness, freckles littering his face.

“Hi, I’m Felix,” the man said.

You were nervous, your voice stuck in your throat. You opened your mouth to speak, but nothing came out. You blushed in embarrassment, your eyes falling to your feet. Why were you still here? You were definitely ignoring all thoughts of stranger danger, but you couldn’t move. It felt like you were under a spell.

“Don’t be shy,” Felix said, flashing his soft smile again.

“I’m…I’m y/n.”

“Hi y/n,” he said. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

At his words you looked up, confusion on your face.

“You’ve been waiting for me?” You asked, cocking your head to the side.

“Mmhmm, I have.” Felix said. “And now you’re here. Let’s go, we have no time to waste, time is running out.”

You were confused by his words. Time is running out? What does that mean? However, you didn't get no other explanation. Instead, Felix reached out his hand to you, beckoning you to take it.

You hesitated for a moment, but after a few moments, felt calm, and took his hand in yours. Felix smiled his warm smile once more and gave your hand a squeeze. You blinked and before you knew it, you were in a different location.

You were shocked so to say. You were just at the park, outside at that, but now you were in a little room. Startled you looked around, taking in your surroundings. You noticed there was a soft light bathing the room, not enough to light the whole space, but enough to see your way around.

There was a bed in the middle of the room, the sheets seeming inviting and warm. Felix watched your every move, taking in your beauty. He has been waiting for you and here you are, in the flesh.

You saw Felix step to you in the corner of your eyes, a calming sensation falling over you. Felix brushed his hand across your cheek, his fingers light and delicate on your skin.

“Let’s go to bed love,” he said, his voice deeper than it had been.

You nodded your head, following the strange man to the bed. He looked you in the eyes and smiled before gently pushing you back, causing you to lay down. You sighed as the soft sheets hit your back, the feeling heavenly.

Looking above you, you watched as Felix hovered above you before leaning down and pressing a kiss to your lips. You were shocked at first before you relaxed, more of that calming sensation washing over you.

You met his lips again and again, his soft lips molding perfectly with yours. Before you knew it you had your hands wrapped around his neck, pulling the strange man ever closer to you.

He grinned against your lips. “Let me take care of you love. I’ve been waiting so long for this moment.”

You nodded your head yes, wanting…no needing more of this man. You pressed your lips against his in one moment and the next you felt his warm skin against yours, as both his and your clothes were gone.

That shocked you a little, a question forming on your lips. Felix seemed to see your internal struggle and pulled you closer, as he pressed more sweet kisses along your cheek, your jaw, and moving down to your chest.

Your question was forgotten as you felt his warm mouth wrap around your nipple. You cried out as he licked and nipped the sensitive bud as he gently caressed your other breast. Your pleasure felt heightened more than usual, causing you to cry out, your slick gushing out of your pussy.

Felix was happy, listening to your cries of pleasure, happy he could satisfy you. He’s waited so long after all, carefully watching you, waiting for the perfect moment. He couldn’t wait, not a moment more.

You felt Felix shift, as he sat up and parted your legs wider, spreading them so he could see you better. He smiled down at you, his freckles dancing with each pull of skin, making him seem more beautiful then ever.

“Ready love?” He asked, grabbing his cock in his hands, stroking the hard member.

You gulped, unsure of when he became naked, his beautiful body bared for your viewing pleasure. You nodded your head without thought, your body seeming to work on autopilot.

Felix grinned before pushing his cock into your warm walls, stretching you out with each inch. You gasped at the sensation, never feeling more full in your life. You moaned in pleasure as he rocked against you, his hair falling onto his face, obscuring his beautiful features.

You reached up as he thrust into you, brushing his hair out of the way and grasping his face. You stared into his eyes as he brought you to ecstasy, his cock hitting all the right spots within you. You took in every expression, every detail of the man above you, watching as his eyebrows scrunched up with each thrust, his grunts getting more pronounced as time went on.

Little did you know, Felix was taking you in as well. He was lost in your eyes, the pleasure evident as he felt your walls wrap around his cock again and again. He reveled in your embrace, your hands delicately gripping his face. He could look at you forever, your beauty unmatched to anyone he’s come across. He wanted to make sure you felt his love, his undying love for you…even if you had no clue who is was.

As Felix continued to thrust into you, you felt a change, a subtle change. You felt a warm feeling deep within your belly. It steadily grew as moments passed, spreading to your thighs and down to your toes. Each thrust of Felix’s cock, the appendage kissing your cervix, caused your body to tingle.

Felix locked eyes with you and opened his mouth to speak. “Cum for me love, become mine.”

You let out a loud moan at his words, the warm feeling intensifying, causing your ears to ring and vision go white. Your pussy clenched around his cock, your walls fluttering as you ride out your high.

Felix was enamored with you, the sight before him everything he’s dreamed of. He let go, his warm cum painting your walls white, filling you to the brim. He leaned down to kiss you, his lips lingering on yours for a few more moments.

“Thank you love,” Felix whispered as he withdrew his now softened cock.

You felt sleepy, your eyes growing heavy as you laid bare before him, his cum seeping from your walls and onto the sheets. You couldn’t keep you eyes open, as you drifted off, the last sight you saw was Felix gazing down at you lovingly…and with a hint of sadness?

You couldn’t think, not anymore as you succumbed to sleep, your mind empty as you slumbered.

“Until next time love,” Felix said.

He knew you couldn’t hear him. He didn’t want you to, so he made sure you were calm enough to fall asleep into a deep slumber. He placed one last kiss on your forehead vowing to find you again.

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You woke with a start, your eyes wide as you set up in bed. You looked around in confusion. You were back in your room, tucked into your bed, wearing your favorite pajamas.

But wait…that can’t be right. You were with a man…right? And definitely not here in your room. Where was the man? Didn’t you sleep with him? What was his name again?

You tried hard to remember last night, but nothing came to you, your mind fuzzy. Maybe it was a dream. Yeah, definitely a dream you thought.

You got ready for the day as usual, hoping today would be better. As you made your way to work, you hummed a little song. You’d heard it recently, someone else singing it at first. You’re not sure where you heard it, but it stuck in you.

As you hummed and pulled into the parking lot, you felt calm all of a sudden. Your mind was quiet, the thoughts that usually crowd it at this time of day gone. You didn’t complain though, happy for the quiet. You walked to the doors of the building and opened them, making your way to your office.

You didn’t see the man, watching you from afar, keeping his distance. He smiled as he saw you happily walk into work. He was happy he finally was able to meet you, to be with you. Now that you’re in his grasp, he isn’t letting you go. Your his just as much as he’s yours.

He’ll visit you again, it won’t be long. Now that he has a taste of you, he can’t stay away. But that’s for another day. With the breeze of the wind, the trees swaying around him, the man disappeared, into thin air. Maybe one day he’ll get to reveal his true self to you, but until then he’ll keep visiting you, making sure you’re happy with every day that passes.

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[katgoesferal]

Cw Mpreg Angel Dust Huskerdust Happy New Year Everyone!

@scribbsyscribs had to drop an amazing idea last minute and I couldn't resist! And! With a little snippet! https://archiveofourown.org/works/61860079

(you can read the snippet below, but also please show some love on A03)

New Years Eve Ball (Baby) Drop!

Demonsofangstandhumor (EnchantedKat), Scribbsy

Summary:

New Years celebration at the hotel, they plan to watch the ball drop but it's just heavily pregnant Angel sliding down a stripper pole. Very last minute idea for a snippet and picture, thanks to Scribbsy~ Thank you for live beta reading and adding some extra, couldn't have done this stupid shit last minute if it wasn't for you, and shoutout to Pip and Scribbsy for being my cheerleaders as I rushed to finished the picture~ Happy New Year everyone!

Notes:

Scribbsy dropped into the discord with this idea just for laughs and I went to work immediately and was able to draw and color this (flats at least) within the hour and an extra hour to write and finish the picture. Love you for bringing this silly idea to me~

On New Year's Eve at the Hazbin Hotel, everyone was excited to bring in the new year together. 

This year was a bit more exciting because Angel Dust was actually able to stay the whole evening and not have to excuse himself to go to the V’s Tower to perform.

Well, only thanks to getting his soul back and being heavily pregnant by the musky bar cat, Husk.

Despite that– he was going to enjoy tonight with his loved ones.

“Hot damn Angie ya look fuckin’ fab!” Cherri grinned, as Angel did a little twirl in his very short sequin dress showing off his bump, paired with his go-go boots.

“Of course,” Angel tipped his little matching hat, “I still have a reputation after all~”

“Last hoo-rah before the little sucker pops out,” Cherri playfully punches Angel’s arm, “let’s head on down!”

Angel and Cherri headed down to the Lobby where everyone went out of the way to decorate (as usual) and had somewhat on point decor for a New Years’ celebration. 

Husk was serving drinks, grinning when he saw Angel flaunt himself over, “hey, Husky– how do I look?”

“Sexy as always, Baby,” Husk grins, Angel coming around the counter to get some validation smooches.

“Oooh guys the Ball Drop is soon!” Charlie excitedly announced, “I got the television set up and everything!”

“Eh who cares,” Angel shrugs, “just a fuckin ball, you should see what Val does, he has this real fancy party and performance and I do a drop down from the pole!”

“Didn’t they have those when you were living in New York?” Cherri asked, grabbing a drink.

“Yeah,” Angel shrugs, “but I was usually knee deep in someone’s lap makin’ their balls drop~”

“Painting a portrait ova there,” Husk chuckles, mixing a Shirley temple for Angel.

“Oh relax~” Angel giggles.

“Hey, you know,” Cherri giggles a little looking back from the television Charlie had set up, “you kinda look like that big old light ball thingy!”

Angel looked down, chuckling at the fact with his full term stomach and sequins he was twinning with the Ball.

The three shared a laugh, Angel catching a glimpse of a light pole that was near the staircase, lightbulbs going off in his head, “heyy— I got an idea~”

Husk was a bit distracted with Nifty asking for a drink, and just happened to miss Angel walking away.

“Hey guys!” Angel announces at the top of the tall staircase hands gripping onto the pole, “tonight is your lucky night~”

“Angel– what the fuck are you doing?!” Vaggie shouted.

Husk turned his head and looked up, dropping his bottles, “ANGEL GET DOWN FROM THERE!”

“Everyone relax,” Angel waved them off, “I’m a professional. Now calm ya tits and feast ya eyes on mine instead!”

“Ya’ Ange!” Cherri cheered on, “drop that ass!”

“Oooh me next, me next!” Nifty chirped.

“Oh!” Charlie nervously chuckles, “uh— just— be careful okay?!”

“Wow,” Alastor chuckles, elbowing Husk’s arm, “you sure know how to pick them.”

“Angel, if you get hurt—” Vaggie called out.

“Shush, it's my time to shine!” Angel grabs the pole and starts to descend, Husk nervously stretching his wings out just in case.

“Do a spin!” Alastor eggs on.

“Hell yeah, Ange!” Cherri claps and cheers.

“This is so stupid and dangerous!” Vaggie complains to Charlie.

“Oh— c’mon, Vaggie,” Charlie smiles, “he really needs this confidence boost!”

The others started to count down to the New Year.

10!

9!

8!

“Please use all your hands!” Charlie cautioned.

7!

“Show my hands?” Angel asked from the pole, dipping himself out using only two of his hands to hold the pole, throwing off his hat.

6!

“If he gets hurt I’m gonna smack the shit—”

5!

“Aww such a shame, he didn’t fall off yet.” Alastor sighs.

4!

“Maybe there’s still time!” Nifty added.

3!

“Wow I didn’t know you could use the pole like that,” Lucifer just now walked in on the scene.

2!

“You look beautiful, hon!” Cherri gave a thumbs up as she filmed with her phone.

1!

Happy New Year!

Angel reached the bottom, everyone clapped, mostly sighs of relief he didn’t fall off the improvised pole.

Husk came over, “that was really stupid you know?”

“Oh c’mon relax,” Angel smiles, ruffling up Husk’s hair, “you know you loved it~”

“Okay–” Husk blushed, “maybe a little— but that was really high up-”

“I’m sure you would’ve caught the little spider if I fell down the water spout~”

“I wouldn’t say little ,” Alastor added.

“Glad you enjoyed the show, Smiles,” Angel crossed his arms– when suddenly a splash of fluids ran down Angel’s legs.

Everyone froze in place.

‘Wow…” Angel chuckles nervously, “kid really knows how to steal the spotlight, huh?”

“Oh my gosh!” Charlie squeals, “baby time!”

“Damn, Ange,” Cherri adds, “I said drop your ass not drop the whole ass baby.”

Nifty sighs. “I’ll go get the mop.” 

[messrsrarchives]

just another anon sending you love <3 i hear you. it can be such a frustrating space to exist in for anybody, but particularly trans people, and it’s so rubbish that people will default to bigotry when they disagree with something as inconsequential as different hcs.

i think the space you’ve created through your presence in this fandom is something really beautiful and comforting - i always check your pages for updates bc (well honestly bc i’ve never seen a bad take from you and you have a way of putting things that is so eloquent and understanding that i find myself looking at things i might’ve dismissed (*cough* snupin) through a completely new lens, BUT ALSO—) your accounts just feel very welcoming and safe.

i resent the fact that in every fandom space there are going to be awful people (even if i understand that there will be) but i also think that while, like you said, your existence is not a protest, it’s kind of like a symbol of pride (i don’t even mean like pride month pride idk another word lmao) as in, the more people like you who are creating safe and inclusive spaces in a fandom where the original creator has done so much to erase or belittle the existence of so many groups of people, just shows that all those people deserve to exist and deserve to be happy and deserve to enjoy whatever brings them happiness. i think it’s honestly really powerful even if it might feel pointless at times. i’m so sorry people have been so horrible bc i genuinely dk a nicer person in this fandom than you and you really don’t deserve anything but the best.

some people are going to be attacked no matter what space they exist in and so i think it is important that we exist and exist loudly in spaces where the creator is obviously so against them. like—yes, obviously also with trying not to support her in any way. (can’t believe some people don’t understand that means anything officially licensed is a NO esp when there’s so many amazing unofficial small businesses out there) but anywayyyyyy this is essentially just a v long and v rambly way to say thank you for the space you’ve created and i’m sorry that people have made you feel this way. i really appreciate what you do here. also, marauders tiktok is fr becoming more and more frustrating to engage with so i wouldn’t blame you if you ended up deciding you need time away from that space.

ok anyways yeah bye love you thank you <33

p.s. i’m so excited to keep following along w your fic!!!!!!!!!!

i am going to WEEP reading through all these asks oh my god :')))

pride is the word yes !!! not here as an act of protest or as a token trans person, but because i take pride in this 🤝🏻 and i take a LOTTT from hearing that i've formed a nice lil space (again, might weep)

YUPPP marauders tiktok is,,, hell. it's probably not even that noticeable because i've still been posting but oh my god i dread opening up that app. i barely look at my comments which isn't great, i just delete the negative ones that come in which isn't fab because there's so many nice ones that i miss but UGH.

it's just so backstabby and negative and clout-chasing over there. but i have a nice bubble !! i really do, but i can't stop people from entering it :/ which sucks BUT !!!

definitely gonna take a bit of a break from there. get settled into uni, finish writing the fics i have going atm, keep spamming tumblr 🙂↕️ and then hopefully be in a better space to interact there because it IS lovely most of the time

[mrmustachious]

I got so sick of being on my own, now the devil won't leave me alone

Part 1 of Strays. A Criminal AU.

A mission turns into something more.

a/n: This is the first part of an exciting new AU that I've been wanting to write for a little while. Heavily inspired by previous fandoms I've been in, so it was really nice to dip my toes back into writing some crime bois <3 I hope you enjoy this ride! Title is from Turn Off the Lights by Panic! at the Disco

“I have eyes on him,” he mumbled into the comms as he adjusted the scope.

The figure in the hoodie darted quickly down the street, occasionally glancing behind himself like he suspected he was being followed.

His suspicions weren’t exactly wrong.

“Coming up on your location now.”

“FAB.”

He followed the kid as he pushed past the people in the street, almost tripping over his feet, before he turned abruptly down an alleyway.

“V, now!”

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[fullmetalscullyy]

I read some of your fics and let me just say that I LOVED them!!!! Riza and Roy's relationship was just beautifully written!!! Can I ask if you have any specific headcanons or aus you want to ramble about?

AAAAAA THANK YOU 🥰🩷💖💗

i will preface this with saying it's been about 5 years since i actually watched fma lmao so my concept of royai in general and canon may be (definitely is) skewed purely by my own self indulgence, delusions, and poor memory (for real, i read a fanfic once where they said grumman's first name was walter and i took that on board and for about 8 years thought that was his canon name 💀 i'm easily influenced hahaha) but who cares i'm thriving anyway so i'm happy 😌

ok so. headcanons

most of these change with my mood or what fic i'm writing to fit in with the story i'm writing. i love having flexibility and things to play around with lol

roy calls riza "my love"

tenderness ✅ affection ✅ adoration ✅

this man dragged himself back from the brink of death/unconsciousness under central just so he could go to riza (and alphonse but shhh just riza)

roy fell first

riza fell slowly

he fell HARD and when riza realised she was like "oh shit 😳"

feelings developed tentatively when they were young (roy was both scared of but impressed by quiet, feral little riza). he was patient tho and eventually, riza fell too

idk when they each realised. i like to play about with that idea like toys in the sandbox lol so it chops and changes depending on my mood

they're both v professional obvs and hide their feelings well but sometimes roy gets a wee bit too into the role he ""plays"" while speaking to elizabeth and hears about it later. but he just shrugs and doesn't care bc how can he be sorry when he gets to pretend he's in love, or close to it at least, w elizabeth - not that there's any actual pretending hehehehehe

they end up becoming a dog family. all the pups. because it's what riza wants

realistically, would they have kids together?? hmmm ask again later but in my mind where there's 0 consequence and things are hand wavey yes 😌 need girl dad roy and mama hawk in my life

there is definitely a way they could play marriage between them and having a family strategically and politically and i've read some fab fics and thoughts where they do but i'm not clever enough to think anything up hahaha but i feel like they absolutely would in the canon world. it would suit them and their goals well if they did

obvs the kid would be loved and doted on don't get me wrong it would just be convenient that it worked out politically for them too

i'm sure i have more rattling about in my brain somewhere but i was up at half 4 this morning for a road trip and this is all i got for now hahaha

in terms of aus, i don't have anything cooking atm. i would love to delve into another one but i've done so many at this point i feel i've exhausted my wee list but!! also accomplished and written everything i've wanted to write for royai 🥰

however. i will say. for years i've been dreaming of a royai/x files au. royai as mulder and scully??? roy the believer and riza the skeptic??? stunning. i would LOVE to write that but i just. do not have it in me anymore unfortunately. that being said, i will never say never!! it might eventually come back around to me. but we'll see :)

thank you for the ask!!!!! and the kindness 🥰🩷

[shinygoku]

Beatles for Sale (1964)

What happens when you've used up an album's worth of original compositions and your schedule has been absolutely jam packed? If you're this band, ya release another album, naturally!

I'm a sucker for the Autumnal Aesthetic but these lads were not having a jolly time amongst gilded leaves! Featuring George's hair at peak Onion.

This one is infamously very Cover heavy, but does that really make it one of the weakest instalments? I've liked some'a their covers a lot, though the originals often outrank them with good reason. Let's see how the mixture here fares~

SIDE ONE

No Reply: It may reference that archaic device known to older people as a Telephone, but this number is shockingly timeless all the same! A jaunty song about a relationship that has either fizzled out, or the POV character has been cucked without a formal breakup. Even though it is about ghosting and resentment, it's got a great rhythm and energy to it, plus I'm also very fond of the "Your Face" version from the Anthology uploads.

I'm a Loser: Another oddly catchy song given the introspection and distinctly downbeat subject. There's something about how fun the music becomes at the chorus, peak juxtaposition~ Harmonica makes a bold return, too! It's one of the most dance-able depression songs so far!

Baby's in Black: A clear narrative is stated here, of the Singer lamenting that the object of his affections is busy grieving over someone else. I get the impression that the mourning is in fact literal, that the other beau is dead and buried, and that we ain't s'posed to side with the Main Character for being a self-centred berk about it (but some of the AHDN songs plant a seed of doubt for the Irony take, given how there's spite and selfishness in those...!). Anyway, the song itself is serviceable but not as notable as the prev numbers.

Rock and Roll Music: Ah, our first cover! It's good and well played but I don't think our lads really bring anything to the table that the Chuck Berry didn't already provide. I listened to that right after and neither version lights a fire in me.

I'll Follow the Sun: This has a very nice, mellow sound to it, but it has a bit of the snag I found on AHDN's 2nd side; that it seems to be a "You're gonna regret this" song. The reoccurring "But Tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the Sun" sounds optimistic and hopeful but when it's surrounded by the passive aggressive sentiment... I will say it's possible I've got the wrong end of the stick [The prev album was an Experience lmao], but it does seem telling that this original number is like, never Iconic lol

Mr. Moonlight: MISTAAAAAAHHHHHH. Another cover but idk the original. Sounds a little more gay than normal, if they're gonna personify The Moon as a guy and declare their love for him :v

Kansas City / Hey Hey Hey Hey: I have a slight dislike of this just cause it took me longer to write the title out. So it's a cover, but of 2 songs mashed together? Paul is bringing his impression of a deeper voice and the instrumentation is very nice but eehhhh. It's not one I'm gonna go back to lmao

SIDE TWO

8 Days a Week: Finally some good fucking food!! A much needed injection of cheer, and while it seems the Bugs themselves didn't think that much of it sometimes a simple sweet song is a nice thing to boogie to.

Words of Love: Ah, Buddy Holly? Their idol and main reason for the Beatle moniker? Seems to be a decent cover of one of his numbers, while there ain't many lyrics the guitar and drums are very nice, though I could do without the clapping.

Honey Don't: Ringo's vocal return since With The Beatles! This song doesn't do much for me but the little flourishes thrown in like "Rock on George, for Ringo one time!" and fab guitar work have me smiling~

Every Little Thing: Annoyingly my brain keeps autofilling 'she does is magic' and then I find it harder to remember how this one sounds. But it's actually a stronger song on this here album, another Actually Pleasant one! The timpani has such a dramatic presence but for once I'm not concerned about the girl's safety like I am in other ones lmao

I Don't Want to Spoil the Party: This sad song is set to another jaunty rhythm that kicks into a higher gear for the bridge... hmm, seems to be the main thesis of this album, innit! Kudos for this POV feller to at least try being a bit more self aware. This ends a little bit abruptly, which makes it another shade different to I'm A Loser.

What You're Doing: "Oh babe you've crossed me and I'm gonna make a big deal about it in song form" song. I've heard lotsa these on this and the prev album!! But while I'm repeating the same sentiments about them doing that, I looove the guitar and drum work on this very mid lyrical assortment.

Everybody's Trying to be My Baby: Another tedious title! Another cover, too. George's only vocal on this one and I don't think it's great. I do like Rock and or Roll but the ones this album uses don't make a strong impression on me. Guitar good.

CONCLUSION

Best 3: No Reply, I'm a Loser, 8 Days a Week

Blurst 3: Kansas City/Hey [x4], What You're Doing, Everybody's [...] Baby

Overall Quality?: It took the 2nd side of the record for the first original song on the album to be energetic and sincere without slightly concealed bad vibes! That's pretty dang indicative of what the Burnout Album has to offer. There's a fair bit of mildly good Rock 'n' Roll, lotsa great instrument playing, but man oh man this isn't a Good Time Had By All.

But I must make clear that the good songs, are great! And some of the miseryfests are still catchy lol. Before I listened to all the songs I was ready to bat for this being an underrated gem, but hmmm, no actually it is a weak one. But I can give them the benefit of Early[ish] Day Feet Finding + HUGE MASSIVE PRESSURE being why it's a bit on the limp side. I felt more disappointed in A Hard Day's Night side 2 than with this, though my "C'mon dudes" reasoning is pretty much the same, and this has more Mid Covers.

🪲🪲🪲🪲

Well, after an underwhelming release like that and yet their fame continues to balloon bigger and bigger, would it be fair to say the Beatles needed Help!? ;3c

[mermaidsirennikita]

Can you recommend HR with blowjobs? I've read a few but honestly I haven't found enough!! We need more heroines going down on their men!

Lol for sure! Unfortunately, there aren't as many in historical romance as there are in other subgenres. It's weird, there's like, a resistance to the idea that the act existed in certain historical spaces. I've gone back and forth with historical romance readers who basically say that men could only get it from "brothels" up until like... the nineteenth century. Wives! Did not! Do it! Apparently!

(Also, some of this comes from the idea that all historicals operate under a Christian-influenced morality code, which is yet another reason why we need more historical romance about people who are not Christians, and people who did not grow up in predominantly Christian countries....)

The best remains Thief of Shadows by Elizabeth Hoyt, because like. It's SPIRITUAL. It's SAD. It's hot. They're in public; like literally behind a curtain, I think. He cries. She cries. He runs away to fight crime.

Elizabeth Hoyt includes it in some of her books, though not all.

Grace Callaway has this in pretty much all of her books, I think? Usually very detailed, often kinda on the rougher side. A couple standouts off the top of my head: The Duke Who Knew Too Much (he's like "please don't do that" when she drops to her knees because they're in public spying on a couple that is also doing that, and she's like "not listening"), Fiona and the Enigmatic Earl (it's like partition.mp3 but Victorian England), Glory and the Master of Shadows (very good "I'm proud of how well you did" vibes, mentor/mentee relationship), Olivia and the Masked Duke (v. good 69 scene). Grace Callaway always writes heroines who, for want of a better description, you can picture doing a helpful "like this???" with their mouths full while the hero is like "right yep you good please continue".

Joanna Shupe wrote one of my favorites in The Duke Gets Even. They're in HER DAD'S pool, she's too sore from their previous encounter (she's not a virgin~ he's just..... big and rough) to do p in v so they go for oral, which we love, and he's like "tbh I may die from this" because she's just. Going for it. Shupe doesn't always include it in her trad books, but often does (and it's definitely a thing in her self published novellas like My Dirty Duke, Sold to the Duke, The Gangster's Prize). I remember a really good one in I wanna say The Harlot Countess where she walks in on him in his room taking care of himself~ (I forgot to mention this in a recent rec post but it is SUPER hot) and it leads to her going down on him.

There's a lot of everything in Passion by Lisa Valdez, including this lol.

Minerva Spencer tends to go for it--I think it was in both The Boxing Baroness and The Dueling Duchess.

There's a reeeeeally good scene in Shadowheart by Laura Kinsale where they've been separated a long time and she's visiting him while he's imprisoned and she's pretending to be a sex worker in order to sneak in--and she cannot risk pregnancy, so they go for oral. I think she does it through his medieval leggings or whatever? For some reason, I found this EXCEEDINGLY hot. It's also a sorta femdom dynamic, so it's like he can't resist~ her. (Heads up, first sex scene is noncon, though more of the "we must consummate this marriage" variety.)

A Rogue's Rules for Seduction by Eva Leigh has this, as well as 69ing I think. Eva Leigh often writes this in; she's on the hotter end of trad historicals, for sure.

Stacy Reid writes it as well; I think Scarlett Scott does, but I've yet to try her (soon).

Scarlett Peckham often writes it in--there's a fab scene in The Earl I Ruined where they're behind a curtain (these bitches are always behind curtains) and he's like, talking her through it, and then the curtain falls and they have to do a scramble, lol.

I belieeeeve there's one in Hotel of Secrets by Diana Biller, but I'm not 100% sure. The hero is also a virgin in that one, super competent and uptight.

Jennifer Ashley has them in both The Madness of Lord Ian MacKenzie (hero is on the spectrum, widowed heroine) and Lady Isabella's Scandalous Marriage (second chance/marriage in trouble). In Ian MacKenzie it's especially great because it's part of the heroine's diary entries??? And she's like "DEAR. PENTHOUSE. YOU'LL NEVER BELIEVE WHAT HAPPENED TO ME" because she gave her first beej in a moving carriage, lol. And she's like "idk he was super about it so I guess it worked".

Sarah MacLean writes them, and she's honestly just been upping the ante with them. Like, in Nine Rules to Break When Romancing the Rake (her first) it's a "please stop, my love, or this will be over before it starts" whereas in Heartbreaker (her latest) it's a full facefucking situation where he's like "mmmm should I be rough" and then realizes that she LIKES it rough.

The Perfect Crimes of Marian Hayes by Cat Sebastian has this as a bigger deal because the heroine doesn't like penetrative sex following some pregnancy trauma. So other acts are "the big deal" for her and the hero.

Tessa Dare tends to write it in, and she's always very fun and whimsical but hot about it.

Lisa Kleypas is a hit or miss with it, but her more recent books are more likely to have it, and of course Devil in Winter has the classic "she's trying her best and he's losing his mind because he's in love with her" scene.

I thiiiink The Dragon and the Pearl by Jeannie Lin has a scene? But I could be conflating it with the scene where he goes down on her right after popping her cherry, which is something I........ love.

And obviously, if you read m/m historical romance, you'll see more of it. K.J. Charles includes it, Cat Sebastian, Alexis Hall (A Lady for a Duke has the hero give the heroine one off page, when I wanted! It! On page!). The Queer Principles of Kit Webb has a perfect one where Percy (the snappish one) goes down on Kit (the sweet one) for the first time and he's trying to get Kit to go rough and Kit is like "oh noes I don't want to hurt you" and Percy makes eye contact, rolls his eyes, and grabs Kit's hands and puts them on his head to make a point lol.

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bby pls ; u know that U are in fact the most wonderful owo . i love this passion you have for your new gal and im super excited to throw heidegger at her and for her to be like 'yo, why is this dog humping my leg?????' - on a serious note though, i love you mari; i know that you're a bee and we still haven't quite come to terms with this but i accept your buzzy bee-e-ness & i will happily be a lil simpy bee to your queen bee thankee

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@thememcry kay, i am so glad that you're back. it makes my heart actually warm whenever i see you post & chatting with you has been a blast from the past. 10/10 would send hojo p.orno to

@sephyathredon / @defiant-ex-soldiers tho heid might want to throw mateo off a cliff, i do not want to throw u off of a cliff. you're very wonderful to write with & i love all of out plot chats & general ooc chats, too!

@chosenbythecrystal *paps ur head so hard* my problematic friendo & my s o n. i will forever adore writing with you; our plots range from incredibly sweet to incredible s w e e t & i always have a lotta fun writing with you, you're a g c:

@vehxmence fucking 10/10 characters right there. YOU got that dope art, that fuckin *mwah* writing. and the mun is so sweet. v cute doggo too which automatically means ur the best

@shinrasfirst i dk who this is i just tagged the first person who appeared ???? ( im kidding, i want to MARRY you & i want to forever write both cute sweet shit with you and super fucked up messy stuff with you owo )

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@gcldfanged // dude, im having so much fun writing with you both ooc / ic - i absolutely love jae and im so excited for all of the f'ed up stuff we're exploring. you're fab

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[saintmeghanmarkle]

Meghan Markle's Pathological Refusal to acknowledge Accomplishments of Others : Why celebrities and well connected people don't like her. by u/Sense_Difficult

Meghan Markle's Pathological Refusal to acknowledge Accomplishments of Others : Why celebrities and well connected people don't like her. I was watching a video by the Twins (I'll post below) where Meghan is interviewed with her co star and you can see the frustration and annoyance on MM's face where she just refuses to "take her place" in the show or in the interview.It's such a telling example of her behavior and why I think she's basically getting the cold shoulder everywhere. We all know her to be entitled, narcissistic and arrogant but, I think there's something next level to the way she treats people who are "technically" "better than her." And this behavior is likely what drew Harry to her in the first place.She's had access to many hugely successful people who I think, perhaps, in the beginning, took her behavior as spunky or standy up for herself. Men especially were probably a little charmed by her Moxie and confidence.But women who were successful in their own right, talented, and intelligent and well put together were probably so confused by her in the beginning they didn't really catch on to what she was doing. That she REALLY DOES consider herself "equal" to them and is basically blowing up her measly half ass "skills" with years and decades of professional success.Example: I bet when she first "met" Michelle Obama, she acted like since she was marrying into the RF she knew what it was like to be the wife of a powerful political leader. NOPEI can totally imagine her being the type to hang out with Mariah and Bey and just casually mention that she took singing lessons in school and she almost wanted to do that as a career but she decided she wanted to do something more meaningful. She said as much when she was written out of Suits.I can imagine her lamenting with Tyler Perry how she knows exactly what he goes through as a producer after her Archetypes and the Netflix series. Or talking to Gayle and Oprah about her years of experience interviewing people. Or talking to writers about her decades of experience writing. Or political leaders about her lifetime of work in working for human rights challenges. (yes Palmolive)I can absolutely see her sitting next to Serena's mom with her "I"m so nervous for Serena" fake talk and in dead seriousness talking about how she's been watching Serena and gave her a little hint about her backhand the other day when they were playing at Monticito.That's what we saw play out with the RF. Like she couldn't understand why the Queen was not super impressed with her as an equal. She expects everyone to be impressed with her and she has zero respect for them and refuses to acknowledge their actual accomplishments beyond a cursory "go you powerful woman" type thing. She absolutely never acknowledged Catherine's years of work, even dismissing her in that discussion about them working together as the Fab Four.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oCcSifgE5ZYIn the video clip it's really obvious that her co star just basically ignores her and has no interest in what she's saying. Lower level successful people probably see through her MUCH FASTER that super successful people who are not expecting such obnoxious ignorance. If you aren't familiar with the show, (I'm not) it seems like MM's character and Sara Rafferty's character are equally important. But it's not really true.​ post link: https://ift.tt/jPck67X author: Sense_Difficult submitted: September 03, 2023 at 12:03AM via SaintMeghanMarkle on Reddit

[moonchild9350]

Sign the Dotted Line (Chapter 7)

Summary: You reconciled with Minho and Minho spent the night. Your trip in Japan continues. You both decide that your relationship can withstand anything, as long as you have each other.

Pairing: idol Minho x fab reader

Genre: fluff, smut 18+ MDNI

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: p in v penetration, creampie (don't)

Notes: Ahhhhh this is it! The final chapter. I want to thank everyone that has made it to the end. This is my first series and it was such fun to write and share with you. I appreciate every kind comment, reblog, like that was said/given over the last two months! I hope you enjoy this last chapter and if you would like check out my other works as well :)

If you would like to move to my general taglist now that the series is over, shoot me a message or dm!

Series Summary: You are living an ordinary life until one day you come across a notice from your favorite band Stray Kids, that the company is looking for a girlfriend for one of it's members Lee Minho. Thinking you have nothing else to lose, you apply. This one action causes your life to change forever.

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You awoke with a start, your eyes snapping open. You looked around the room until your eyes landed on Minho, fast asleep next to you. You couldn’t believe he was here, next to you in bed. Carefully, you scooted closer to him, snuggling into his side. Minho stirred, opening his eyes briefly before pulling you close to him. You chuckled, resting your hand on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. Minho buried his face in your hair, giving you a squeeze.

“What time is it?” He mumbled, his voice laced with sleep.

“Don’t know,” you replied, “I didn’t get a chance to check.”

Minho tickled your side at your response causing you to squeak as you tried to wiggle away, but Minho just held you tighter.

“Let’s sleep a little more,” Minho said. You hummed in response, more than ok to get some extra sleep. Before you knew it, you were fast asleep once more, safe and warm within his arms.

“Wake up, wake up, wake up.” Someone was telling you to wake up and you felt something poke your face again and again. You swatted at whatever was poking you, that something chuckling. You opened your eyes to see Minho, wide awake, continuing to poke your forehead.

“Why are you poking me,” you whined, twisting your head away and trying to get away from him. Minho giggled, chasing after you. He caught you once more, hovering over you, as you parted your legs so he could slot himself between them. He took in your features, from your messy bed hair, to your tired eyes, before landing on your lips.

“So beautiful,” he whispered, before leaning down to kiss you. The kiss was gentle, his lips moving softly with yours. You felt him shift slightly, feeling his cock at your entrance. With a rock of his hips, you gasped as he buried his cock within you. You gripped his arms as he set a steady rhythm, his eyes on your face watching your every reaction. Minho grasped your hands, bringing them on either side of your head, intertwining your fingers with his.

He was in heaven, the girl he loves beneath him, lost in pleasure because of him. He loved the feel of your hands in his, the way your breasts pressed against his skin, the way your warm walls fit snugly around his cock.

He shifts his hips so he can go deeper, the change in position causing you to loudly moan as he hits your sweet spot again and again. You feel that warm feeling building up within you, within your core. You squeezed Minho’s hands tightly as he rolls his hips into yours again and again until you reach your high, that warm feeling spreading to your toes, to your belly, causing you to arch into the man above you.

Your walls clench around Minho’s cock, causing him to groan before he’s thrusting his hips sporadically before slamming into you one last time, his hot cum filling your walls. Minho leans down to kiss you, his tongue finding its way into your mouth as he deepens the kiss. He leans his forehead against yours and lets out a sigh before pecking a kiss to your lips once more.

You watch as he leans back on his knees and withdraws his cock, his eyes trained on his cum seeping slowly from your pussy. He licks his lips and then smiles, happy that he’s made his mark in you once more.

“I’ll be back baby, let me clean you up,” he says as he gets off the bed. He cleans you up and helps you sit up, your hair now more of a mess than ever. He chuckles at the sight, tussling your hair so it’s even more of a mess.

“Minho!” you whine, slapping his hand away. You couldn’t help but giggle, Minho joining in.

“Let’s get ready baby. We have to meet the others soon.”

You nodded your head in agreement and followed Minho out of bed. You watched as he got dressed and walked over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I’ll be back to get you ok? Gotta go back to my room and change.”

“Ok,” you said, wrapping your arms around his neck. You reached up on your toes to give him a kiss. Minho’s hands slid down to grip your ass, giving the flesh a squeeze causing you to yelp. He chuckled at your distress and made his way to do the door, opening it and softly closing it.

You made your way to the bathroom, deciding to take a shower. You felt sore between your legs, an occurrence that you’ve come to expect now whenever you slept with Minho. This time it was a reminder of your new start with him. After your shower, you finished getting ready, opting for a comfy fit, putting on jeans and a tshirt. You brushed your hair and did your makeup. You smiled at your reflection, noticing that afterglow, causing you to blush. You could say you were truly happy.

You heard a knock on the door. Hurrying out of the bathroom, you grabbed your bag and phone, slipped your shoes on and opened the door. There was Minho, looking gorgeous as always. He gave you a smile and reached out his hand to grab yours. You smiled as you took his hand and followed him down the hall to the elevators. You couldn’t believe you were about to walk out in front of everyone, holding hands with Minho. You honestly never thought this day would come.

If you thought it was a sight to behold, it was nothing compared to how the boys reacted when they saw you two walk their way hand in hand.

“Oh my god,” Jisung exclaimed, shock on his face.

“You’re holding hands, you’re smiling and you both look….happy.” Felix gushed, a big smile on his face.

You giggled at their shock, understanding where they were coming from. After all, you and Minho have bickered and been sworn enemies since you meant a year ago. Chan smiled at you two, happy that things worked out. He was proud of Minho and his growth.

You made eye contact with Harin and Seoyun who were sitting with Chan and Hyunjin. Harin winked at you while Seoyun smiled, both girls beyond happy for you. Minho walked to an empty couch and sat down, dragging you down with him. He pulled you closer to his side and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. You were giddy with excitement, finally feeling like a real couple.

You all chatted, waiting for instructions for today’s gig. The boys had yet another fan meeting to go to and they were allowing you, Harin, and Seoyun to go, so you could watch from the sidelines. You were excited to go, as you knew it would be a fun outing. Once the meeting was done, you all headed to the cars, filing in one by one. Minho never left your side, his hand wrapped in yours whenever possible. He would bring your hand to his lips to press a kiss every now and then, sending shivers down your spine each time.

Once at the venue, the manager showed where you three girls could sit and watch. The venue was full, hundreds of fans lined up to meet with the boys. You were excited to watch the process, always seeing fan videos of what goes on. You were on the edge of your seat the whole time, watching as the fans met with each member one by one, as the boys spoke with the fans and had a mini dance party.

You watched Minho, a smile constantly on his face as he interacted with each fan and the other members. He seemed happier than usual and you hoped your new found relationship was part of the reason.

The end of the meeting came fast, as all good things do, everyone filing out of the venue. You and the other girls were escorted to the backstage area where the boys were. They were filled with energy and horsing around, laughter filling the area. Hyunjin ran to Seoyun, wrapping her up in a hug, while Harin snuggled closely into Chan’s side. You stood awkwardly on the side, not sure if Minho wanted you by his side. You remembered what happened last time you tried to take initiative and be close to him.

However, his eyes met yours and he beckoned you over, a small smile on his face. You grinned and made you way over to him, stopping in front of him. He pulled you in and placed a wet kiss on your lips. You were shocked, not use to the public affection…not that you were complaining. Ohhhs rang out around you both as the boys teased you two. You laughed with them as Minho had you stand in front of him, wrapping his arms around your middle.

“I’m hungry!” Changbin yelled, a pout on his face.

Seungmin shook his head at the outburst. “Why am I not surprised,” he said, teasing his hyung.

“Shall we go eat?” Chan asked.

Everyone agreed to the suggestion, as everyone was actually hungry. There were a group of eating places nearby, so you all decided to walk over and enjoy the night air. The banter was light and playful, the boys talking animatedly about the fan meet and making fun of each others costumes. They did all look pretty cute, you had to agree.

You all ate well, filling your stomachs with yummy food. You hadn’t felt this happy in a while, your cheeks hurting from all the laughter. Minho talked with you when he wasn’t chatting with the others, making sure to include you in the conversation. You were very happy to be involved. What you loved the most, however, was how Minho doted over you, making sure you had enough to eat or drink. He made sure you were able to pick out your favorite foods and even let you try some of his food. He kept his hand on your lap at all times, when he wasn’t spooning food onto his plate or yours, occasionally giving it a squeeze.

The flight back to Korea is tomorrow. This trip definitely would be one to remember. Your relationship was on the mend. You had your boyfriend back and you were proud to call him so. You couldn’t wait for the adventures that awaited both of you. **1 year later* Today was the day of your meeting with the manager. She wanted to discuss your last two years with the company and how you wanted to proceed. You couldn’t help but reminisce, thinking back to the first time you were in this office. You were hopeful and excited, this opportunity laid bare before you that anyone would kill for. You remembered your shock after your first encounter with Minho. The memory caused a pang in your chest, but knowing what you know now, it was just a roadblock in your relationship.

You are thankful you were able to meet the boys, their kind, gentle nature, and how they welcomed you with open arms. They were your refuge during the dark months of solitude, when you felt more lonely than ever. You were thankful for Harin and Seoyun, their friendship meaning more than they could ever know. How they took you in and encouraged you, wept with you, and cheered you on.

The door opened, pulling you from your thoughts, watching as the manager sat down opposite you like she did two years before.

“Y/n, we meet again.” She said, a smile on her face.

You chuckled and said, “yes, yes we do haha.”

“Well here we are two years later. Your contract has ended and so we need to discuss how you want to move forward.” She looked at you with curious eyes but she also seemed nervous, not sure how you were to react.

“Well, I don’t want to renew the contract.” You watched as she took a breath, understanding on her face laced with sadness.

“Ok, well…” but you stopped her, holding up your hand.

“I wasn’t finished. I said I don’t want to renew the contract because I feel Minho and I don’t need a contract to remain in our relationship.”

She looked at you, her eyes wide. You’re not sure she expected you to say that. She quickly recovered however and cleared her throat. “Excellent, that’s excellent news y/n! I’m so happy you feel that way. If that’s how you both feel, then we have no problem in agreeing with that.” She gave you a warm smile.

You smiled back, happy to she was willing to agree with you.

“I guess that takes care of that. I really am happy Minho has found his match. It’s been hard these last few years, many people have come but no one has stayed given his…temperament.” She stopped to consider her next words. “But it seems he’s found his match in you y/n. Thank you for giving him a chance, really.”

You nodded your head. It has been two tough years. You have been through a lot mentally and emotionally. You were ready to call it quits and leave more than one time, but thankfully you stayed…even though you had to, but that was besides the point. You and Minho truly didn’t need the contract to define your relationship. You both felt comfortable with each other to forgo continuing the contract and to just have a normal relationship. You both got the idea from Chan and Harin as their contract had recently ended and the company had let them forgo renewing another one.

“Thank you so much,” you said as you got up from your chair. She smiled at your on your way out, watching as you left the office. You let out a breath once you were outside the door and made your way to the practice room, the path familiar by now. You were happy this time, unlike so many others as you reached to open the door. You felt warm inside as you were greeted by the typical pile of boys on the floor as they loudly talked over one another.

Chuckling at the sight, you closed the door behind you and sat down on the couch, watching as Jeongin and Seungmin fought their way from underneath the others. Once everyone was untangled and slowly getting up from the floor, clutching their stomachs from laughing, you were noticed, a loud chaos of “y/n!” rang throughout the room.

You smiled and said hello, crossing your legs to settle in. Minho came up to you and kneeled in front of you.

“Hey baby,” he said, a smile on his face.

You grinned at your boyfriend, “hi.”

Minho pulled your face to his and kissed you, once, twice, three times before Changbin yelled “get a room!”

You pulled away from Minho with a smile, the boy grinning from ear to ear. You loved this man with all your heart and as long as you had each other, you could take on the world. Yeah, you two would be just fine.

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[whumpthisway]

Sorry, I’m curious :D

💗 - What inspired you to start a whump blog?

🔮 - What's a favorite whump trope of yours?

💧 - What's your favorite type of whumpee?

🪩 - what's your favorite type of Caretaker?

🎱 - How did you discover the tumblr whump writing community?

hiya!!! no apologies needed, I'm happy to get the ask! :D

what inspired me to start a whump blog...

ooh I'm trying to remember honestly. I think I got into whump and then felt a bit odd posting it on my main so made a sideblog, and then decided to post fic on it later on. I'd been posting whumpy/angsty fic on ao3 for longer than I knew whump was a thing, but finding the community on tumblr has been fab. I havent written much at al in recent months/years, but I do take a lil quiet pride in keeping the blog updating regularly and trying to seek out new and "undiscovered" whump art and media to reblog for folks, alongside the popular stuff! but mostly it's just fun and I'm glad I did start it!

fav whump trope...

so I answered this one in my last ask response. just trying to think if I missed any tropes... the hidden injury trope is of course a great one. oh I love 'enemy turning up at the door wounded'. honestly I tried pretty much every trope and I think it just depends on tone and vibe for me. I'm definitely more interested in the care taking side of whump though, the recovery process rather than the whumper/torture side, though I sure enjoy a good, whumpy gif!

fav type of whumpee...

ooh I love stoic and proud whumpees best I think, as much as I love a good pathetic cat of a whumpee too! but I'll read any, "broken" whumpees, defiant whumpee, suspicious whumpee, whumpee who pretends to be obedient and is biding their time... I love a good trope, and I also love when that is subverted *shrugs* not too picky with my whumpees!

though that said, i do have a preference for male or non binary whumpees, female ones can hit a squick for me sometimes, though I did enjoy Haro whump's group whumpees, which had female whumpees included!

fav type of caretaker...

oooh, I like most of them really!!! caretaker that's trying really hard, caretaker that wants to help but can't (like villain's sidekick or a prison guard), fellow whumpee caretakers, gruff caretakers and soft ones, astute caretakers and oblivious ones... all depends on how they're written really! I'm not usually the biggest fan of reluctant caretakers, or carewhumpers or whumpers turned into caretakers... that doesnt sit the best with me for some reason. but I do love caretakers who fuck up and say the wrong thing, or have to punish the whumpee in public, or misunderstand things or whatever. even morally dubious caretakers can be fun depending on the vibe. I dont think I'm too fussy rly!

how did I discover whumplr...

uhhh yeah, I cant remember!! I'm terrible at remembering how things began, like how I first met friends or when i started watching a show , I'm sorry! I remember I first discovered a 'Boys in Discomfort' type collection of artwork and stories on DeviantArt, I read fics and followed artists on there for a good while. I may have found tumblr through Ao3, that's possible, not sure how long it took to go from my main tumblr blog to having a whump one... sorry this is a bad answer but I really dont remember! but I'm glad I did find it! met some great folks on here and read/seen some amazing work :)

thanks v much for the questions, hope I gave ok answers!! <3

[mencnfire]

vomits up a Cherry in your inbox

.....i would absolutely not touch that if i were you...

SEND ME 🍒 + A URL AND I WILL WRITE SOME POSITIVITY FOR THEM.

(( what u chattin - this looks DELICIOUS ( another weird thing said by me, someone needs to assassinate me now ).

aw man; this is another case of 'im so glad we met when i wrote chris v v v briefly owo' - seriously though, as much as that was a slight blip rp wise (mainly the fandom thing & stuff) - i met some really awesome people out of it; you being one of them.

writing opposite you and hell, just seeing you on my dash makes me wanna pick up chris again (maybe i'll add him to this blog someday i'm not sure :eyes:).

first and foremost, i love the passion you have for wulf and the lore that you've shaped around her. she feels like a character that exists within the stalker universe. like, another canon who you've taken and then added to. when that realisation hits of like, 'nope, this is an oc' - i'm like 'hold up-' because god-damn have you given her a story. i like all of her quirks and nuances, i like that i feel as though if i asked you a random question regarding her history - you could probably give me an entire run-down of the how, why, where and when. that degree of passion is always admirable but for an oc? *mwah*. she's a very intriguing character & honestly, i'd be interested to see her in a metal gear universe (she would fit in PERFECTLY trust me).

and you - you're just lovely. i've had a lot of people ditch me due to how slow i can be with messages, my constant getting sick / family tragedies bla bla. but you've always stuck around. you're patient and you're kind. i enjoy our little chats, i love seeing your artwork (seriously, always update me whenever you do anything new because i love it sm) & your writing is stellar - you're fab, fren, FAB! ))

[shimmerjjang]

HIFU V-Lift Treatment Review at Glam & Fab Aesthetic Center SJDM Bulacan Branch

Last February 9, I traveled outside the metro to visit Glam & Fab's newest branch at San Jose Del Monte Bulacan! If you're from the North, then this should be accessible for you.

📍Unit 1B JDB Blg. II 368 Carriedo St., Brgy. Muzon Proper San Jose Del Monte, Bulacan

I usually get my treatments at their Sumulong Branch so if you're near Antipolo, Marikina, Cainta, then I'd most likely see you there!

The opening of the new branch in SJDM was jampacked! I was with Jeneena of @aneentries and even ran into Ana Victorino, whom I've known since the baby days of the Philippine beauty blogging scene! It was pure nostalgia as we talked about how different it was back then haha~

There were so many clients that day so I decided to get something that's quick and something I haven't really tried before. I went for a HIFU V-Lift Treatment.

What is HIFU V-Lift Treatment?

HIFU is a non-invasive type of treatment that uses high intensity ultrasound to tighten, firm, and smooth the skin. HIFU uses thermal energy to have the skin produce collagen and elastin.

It offers quick results and you can even see slight changes right after the treatment. But more visible results can be seen in a week or two. I also maintain it by getting RF treatments on my V-Line area every week or every 2 weeks.

This photo on the left was taken last January 30, 2024. I was about to go on a video conference call for work when I noticed this annoying double-chin peeking out even if my face was resting! It was a moment of realization tbh haha! I had to look at myself for a hot minute just to see if what I'm seeing was real.

The photo on the right was taken last February 26 after my recent visit at Glam and Fab. I had cold RF Treatment that time, which is a good treatment to pair with HIFU to boost results. So it's been 17 days since my HIFU Treatment last February 9. HIFU is quite an intense procedure so I was told that this is something you should get in around 3-month intervals.

How's the procedure like?

It was quick. Only took me 15 to 20 minutes (excluding basic facial cleansing). The aesthetician will run the device on the target area and you will feel a strong snapping sensation. It was my first time so the intensity wasn't set on high. I was told it was between low to medium.

I have high tolerance to pain because I'm used to these treatments so I'd say the snapping pain I felt during the procedure was no more than 3 out of 10. But I guess for those who have lower pain tolerance, you'll feel the pain somehow (nothing intolerable though). Tiis ganda lang talaga.

Maintenance & Aftercare

There's no downtime after undergoing HIFU V-Lift treatment so you can go to your usual routine as usual. There were just a few reminders:

Don't put too much pressure on the treated area for 2~3 days. I temporarily stopped using my Gua Sha and LED Therapy Device.

Don't wash the area for 8 hours.

As for maintenance, it's actually optional. It's really up to you if you'd like to speed up seeing results. That is going for RF Treatment every week. You can only do HIFU once in every 3 months. I highly suggest going for a weekly RF treatment because it really helps, especially if you have skin-aging concerns (I'm 33, so I pay more attention to my skin now more than ever lol). It's only 349pesos per session at Glam and Fab so it won't break the bank for sure!

HIFU V-Lift costs 4,999/session as per writing. To see the prices of other procedures, check the photo below:

I also made a dedicated IG Stories Highlight for my #SkinDiaries if you'd like to keep track on my progress with me!