#[ mORE LIKE INBOX BUT I'M JUST HERE SNICKERING AT WORK

[lunaetis]

when you said he's good with his hands, cocktail is not what i'm imagining him making but okay. // @memovia

[hoshigray]

Having thoughts about Toji crushing on a cutie little cinnamon roll. Maybe they go on a few dates before he finally gets her home with him, and just as things are heating up he realizes oh, she’s a virgin. That doesn’t mean he’s not interested, but it changes how he wants to go about it.

Noonie, yeeeeeeeeessss!!! I had the dumbest grin while reading this in my inbox teheheee~ Longer than I intended but what the hell lol hope you like it!!

Cw: dom! Toji x fem!reader - age gap (the reader is at least in their 20s and in college; Toji is around mid-30s) -missionary position - unprotected sex (PSA: wrap it up, or get the fuck up) - ass grabbing - pussy eating - biting (Toji bites your ears) - edging (fem! receiving) - pet names (angel, baby, cutie, sweetheart, mama, princess) - clitoral play - light comedy bc I do[n't] think I'm funny. Wc: 2k

"Ready, baby?"

Your body goes rigid, fingers playing with the hem of your shirred frilled cami romper. A shaky sigh seethes from a wary smile. "Yes." The man in front of you grins before opening the door to his place, and you enter to your doom.

Toji has been courting you for quite some time. It started with small greetings when he visited the café where you work for his usual order of black coffee. Then those greetings slowly evolved into casual chit-chat, prompting Toji to ask you out because he couldn't resist your kindhearted aura.

How could he when his day instantly brightens when you flash your gorgeous smile every time you see him? Or when you always give him a call or text anytime you return to your dorm after hanging outside campus grounds. And when you're done with work, you let him drive and drop you off at your dorm. But that's because he always stays at the café until you get off: watching you welcome customers who enter the space, offering free treats to kids, or giving him a tiny smile from the other side of the shop whenever you catch him staring. Makes him snicker like an idiot.

But his favorite moment with you was the first time you two kissed on your third date. Oh, Toji could replay the scene all fucking day. With your eyes lidded, lips quivering and gripping onto his leather jacket as the man peppered you in kisses, he adored your display of pleasure. And it was even more adorable when you nervously bid him goodnight before entering your dorm room.

It was entertaining how he was the only one that made you — his cute little darling — so shy whenever he came too close. So much so that it turned him on, his desire to have you under him waxing inside him day by day. Except he doesn't, choosing to wait for the perfect time.

And now, when he finally has you where he's been dying to have you, Toji's allowed to indulge in your charm personally. There are shudders of anticipation around him as he kisses you on the couch, his big hands roaming over your form. A deep chortle vibrates his throat when he bites your bottom lip, resulting in a shivering whimper from your swollen lips. Oh, he's going to enjoy every second of this.

But as someone on the other side of the makeout session, you found yourself in an unpleasant position. Not because you didn't want to be here smacking lips with Toji, oh no. He was a great kisser, taking your breath away simply by his lips. No, the real problem was more personal.

Something so personal that it has your brows trench as Toji's hands snake down to your butt, kneading it like putty. Wait a minute...

"Mmmm, Toji, please wa—"

"Shhhh," he hushes you with kisses down your neck. "Taste so good, angel."

Something very personal that your eyes are towed shut when he creeps a hand inside through the bottom of your romper, a warm palm groping the soft flesh of your ass. Wait, wait, wait!

Something extremely personal that you gasp sharply when you feel two fingers sneak past your panties. WAIT!!!

You push Toji off you in haste, and the older man stops with his hands up defensively. He looks at you with confusion, tilting his head to examine what's wrong. You squeak and throw apologies his way. "I'm so so sorry! I'm-I'm just...umm...."

It takes a few seconds for Toji to piece everything together, with the way you're talking in quiet mumbles, your hands fidgeting with your romper again, and your eyes downward to avoid his gaze. His head straightens with eyes slightly wide. Is...Is she a—

"Are you a virgin, sweetheart?" Another muffled squeak confirms his suspicions, and you nod with hesitance.

What were you thinking pushing him off!? If you're gonna have your first time with anyone, why not be the man you're attracted to? But then again, it is YOUR first time!! In humiliation, you cover your face with your hands, the phone call you had with your best friend earlier replaying in your head ("Get it, girl! You either die a virgin or live long enough to get some good dick in your life." "That's the worst way to reference that movie!" "What-the-fuck-ever, go get that dick!!")

You can hear a chuckle from the man, and your eyes shut as you descend further into embarrassment. Oh God, I should've taken my dumbass home so I didn't have to deal with this later and cry myself to—

Your train of thought grinds to a halt when Toji pulls you into his chest. "Oh c'mere, ya cutie." He rubs circles on your back. "Did my lil' angel save herself up fr' me to deflower?"

"No, you perv!" He barks out a laugh above you, not helping this situation. "I just...I-" You try to retort, but the way he looks at you with a sly look and playful grin has your stomach flip. Why's he so goddamn handsome!? "I was just....never ready."

He hums pensively, still rubbing your back. He stays quiet for a while, and you don't bother fixing that while resting on his chest. He doesn't say anything until a minute later. "Think yr' ready now?"

"I don't know? Kinda scared..." You're honest. "But I...I really wanna do it with you, Toji."

"Then, do ya trust me?"

"Yeah, I do."

"Well, in that case," Toji carefully pushes you off him before he hoists you up bridal style. The swift motion catching by surprise as you hurriedly wrap your arms around his neck before he starts walking. Amused, he kisses your cheek. "Don't worry a thing, princess. Gonna take care of ya real good."

You gulp as your face goes hot. Oh, I definitely should've stayed my ass home...

Yeah, you definitely should've.

Fifteen minutes in, your senses are already clouded by the lapping motions of Toji's tongue on your vulva. You're lying on his bed, your figure writhing and back arching from the commotion between your legs. You tried to contain yourself by concealing your moans, yet your lips let the pornographic noises fly.

The last fifteen minutes have been spent preparing you for the big event. Toji started by fingering your hole, making you adjust to having a foreign limb within you. When you were wet enough, one digit became two, and you grabbed ahold of his shirt as he did his expert work on your soaking chasm.

Now in your nude, you let the man continue to prep you, his hands holding onto your legs with your pussy out for him to see, for him to toy with his wet muscle between your folds and drinking your essence.

"Ahhhh-Haaaah! T-Tojiii," you look so out of it, your head squirming around the pillow beneath you and your words slurred. You've already come two times; what more does this man need for you to be ready? "Oh God, it's too much fer mee, 's too muuch!"

A sharp cry exits your mouth when the man licks your clitoris, his deep forest green eyes peer up to look at you. He snickers, "C'mon, mama, you know I gotta have my girl ready to take in all of me." He flicks his tongue on your bud, and another yelp escapes your lips. "Lemme finish up here, 'kay?"

And he goes back to finishing you up, his hands grabbing you by the hips to bring you closer to his ravenous mouth. You clutch tufts of his raven hair, and his name comes out in incoherent babbles.

Your eyes start to water as your head gets dizzy with the raunchy noises from down south. Your cold sweat contrasts with your hot bare form, and the throbbing sensation between your legs festers under your skin.

Beads of sweat scroll down your forehead. You're close to release. "Hngg! Toji, I'm gonna cu-cummm!"

Suddenly, Toji removes from your legs, leaving you and your pulsing slits to the substituted cold air. You whine for your neglected orgasm that withers away, propping yourself up to beg him to give you what you want. But your breath hitches before you can make a complaint.

Toji is off his bed, withdrawing his shirt and jeans, freeing his cock from his boxer briefs. You can't help but stare at the member before you. Following the trail of hair from his lower abdomen, his erection sprung up with precum oozing out. Compared to your fingers or toys, his dick is way beyond your comprehension in length and girth.

Oh, to die from the first dick you've ever taken. How poetic.

Toji notices you ogle at his shaft, sneering as he returns to the bed. "Like what ya see, cutie?" You chew on your lip when Toji props your legs around his waist, a hand used to position his shaft to your leaky entrance. "Gonna start real slow, so take some deep breaths fr' me, 'kay baby?" You nod, internally bracing yourself for what's about happen.

The head of his cock touches your slit, and you jolt. "Relax, baby. It's gonna hurt if you're tense like that." He coaxes, your breathing securing you from the intrusion. He watches you; with each exhale, he pushes himself. The unfamiliar limb prying in your vagina and the pain you're experiencing is like no other. But you bite down on your lip to push through.

When the tip makes it in, you gasp. Gradually, Toji pushes his member further into you, stretching your tight hole to accommodate his girth. You try to compose yourself with even breaths, but you shriek when you feel his length brush against your G-spot. When the base kisses your cunt, Toji gives you a few minutes to adapt to him. "How ya feelin'?"

"So full..." You look at him with brows scrunched, eyes hooded, and tears streaming down your pretty face.

"Hmm, I bet." He wipes your tears with the rough pads of his fingers before slowly thrusting into you. You grip his shoulders for support, your pussy tightening around his length while your legs cage him. "Oooooh, Christ, you're so tight, mama. Drivin' me fuckin' crazy."

And you're about to be driven crazier when his hips pick up the pace, his dick hitting your sweet spots with precision. It's so surreal finally experiencing your first time, especially with Toji. Maybe it's because he's older and more experienced, but whatever expectations you had up until this point have been blown out of the water. The slap of his pelvis on your slick-coated folds fills his room, his throaty groans sound way too good to the ears, and his hot kisses on your lips make you melt. It all feels so electrifying.

Just when you thought you were undergoing it all, Toji slithers a hand down to your clitoris and swipes up and down on the pearl with his thumb. A choked sob leaves puffy lips, "T-Toji, I'm so close. Please, please, please, let me—Oh God."

"Hnnmph, oh shit—" He's close, too. He bends down to nibble on your ear yet licks the pain away. "I know, sweetheart. Come on me." His thrusts then go faster, a merciless tempo you were unprepared for. Shrieks go higher as your orgasm climbs up, and it hits you hard when Toji's fingers play with your clit again. Your climax sends shivers up your spine, your tender walls pulsating on Toji's cock.

And the older man pulls his dick out of your sensitive cunt, letting his come spill onto your stomach. It looked so lewd yet deliciously attractive, especially with him heaving on top of you with his black bangs sticking to his forehead.

When you two calm down, Toji scans your disheveled appearance and chuckles. "Damn, yr' gonna have me addicted to ya, princess." Your stomach was wiped off with a towel that Toji had on hand as you giggled aimlessly.

"Wanna go again?"

"......yes?" You avoid eye contact and turn away bashfully. He chortles and kisses your cheek once more.

"So fuckin' cute."

[violentdelightsandviolentends]

Chibs with a reader around the same age as Juice and they do it on Chibs’s bike at the club house thinking nobody is there but they get caught by a few of the members

Teach Me How to Ride.

Synopsis - Chibs is teaching you how to ride (in more ways than one).

Pairing - Filip 'Chibs' Telford x Female Reader

Warnings - smut. cursing. age gap.

Age Rating - 18+

Word Count - 1k

Author's Note - thank you SO much for this request, anon. it made me feral. that old man owns me and i'm not sorry about it. always open to SOA and chibs requests. <3

Masterlist. Inbox.

"Any weekend plans, darlin'?"

You smile at the blonde man sat on the other side of the bar you're wiping down.

"Nothing too exciting. I think I'm gonna try and get out on my bike."

His brows raise in curiosity.

"You have a bike now?"

"Yeah. Chibs is teaching me how to ride."

"I bet he is."

You roll your eyes at the snickers that come from the other guys who are dotted around the room.

"Real mature, Jax."

"Is he charging you for these lessons, or are you paying him in other ways?"

You put down your cloth and look up.

"I'll jump over this bar and beat your ass right now, Tig. Don't think I won't."

They all laugh, and you can't help but chuckle along with them. You know they mean well. They'd do anything for you, in a heartbeat.

Eventually, the sun sets, and all of the guys make their way home. You've been restocking the bar, not minding staying a little later if it means you get the job done.

You're crouched down filling the fridge when you hear a familiar Scottish accent echo though the clubhouse.

"You still here, sweetheart?"

You stand up and smile at him, grinning wider when he reciprocates.

"Still here. Trying to get my shit done."

"That's my girl. Always working ten times harder than the rest of us."

You laugh, throwing him a beer.

"You're here late. How did the run go?"

"All good, nothing to worry about," he winks.

You think back to Jax's comment earlier, and decide you've had enough of avoiding the truth. You want answers. You also just kind of want to know what he'll say.

"Why does everyone think we're fucking?"

Chibs practically chokes on his drink, taken aback by your sudden brashness.

"What?"

"You heard me."

He takes a moment to process, before a slow smile etches itself onto his face.

"Why do you ask that?"

"Just something Jax said earlier."

"Ignore that bastard. He doesn't think before he speaks."

You chuckle in agreement, finishing up your jobs for the day.

"You wan' a ride home?"

You nod gratefully, making sure to lock up before walking over to where Chibs is leaning against his bike. He's parked by the door, under the shelter, obscured from the yard. He slips a helmet onto your head, before standing in front of you to do up the buckle. His rough fingertips slide under your chin, clasping the straps in place. He swipes a thumb over your bottom lip gently, eyes never leaving your face.

"You're too good for me," he murmurs. "Pretty young thing like you."

"Everyone already thinks we're fucking anyway," you whisper, smirk on your face.

He chuckles lowly, before leaning in to capture your lips with his. He kisses you with need, unbuckling the helmet he just put on you and dropping it to the ground. He's grabbing at you - your hips, your ass, anywhere he can find. You've got your hands tangled in his hair, yanking roughly when he bites your lip.

The two of you waste no time. Chibs is shrugging his jacket off while unbuttoning your pants, pulling them down. You're fumbling with his belt, undoing his jeans with shaky hands. You're both high on adrenaline, desperate to feel the other person. He smashes his lips back to yours and you groan, reveling in the way he tastes like smoke and peppermint.

Chibs grabs your hips and walks you backwards, twirling you around so you're bent over his bike. You can't help but laugh, remembering what Jax had said.

"What?" he chuckles into your ear, hot and heavy against your back.

"Nothing," you giggle. "I'll tell you later. You gonna fuck me, old man, or just stand there?"

He growls under his breath and smacks your ass as punishment, smirking when you whine.

"You gonna ask me nicely, sweetheart?"

At this point, you're not above begging. Besides, you know it'll do wonders for his ego, and you don't entirely mind that.

"Please, Chibs," you whinge. "Waited so long for this."

"Oh, ya have?" he coos. "Better not keep you waitin' then."

In one smooth thrust he slides home, both of you groaning in unison. He plants a hand on the back of your neck, the other with a firm grip on your hip, providing him with leverage. He sets a steady, even pace, careful not to knock the bike over.

He tilts his hips upwards a little and you keen, seeing stars.

"Right there? Yeah? That's it, isn't it?"

You only nod in response, holding onto the motorcycle for dear life. You trust him, though. You know he won't let you fall.

"Fuck, darlin'. You feel so good."

"So close," you choke out.

"I know, I know. Can feel you squeezin' me. Come on, that's it. Good girl."

The lilt of his accent combined with the glide of his hips is lethal, sending you over the edge in no time. You see stars, heart racing and mind blank.

Your undoing is also Chibs'. He groans as he finds his release, leaning over to rest his head between your shoulders. You're both panting, chests heaving as you recover.

After a moment, the bike groans, and you both jump up, laughing as you do it. You're redressing, Chibs stealing kisses from you, when you hear a voice cut through the darkness.

"Well, shit. I was only kidding earlier."

You can hear Jax's teasing drawl before he comes into view, cocky smirk drawn across his face.

You groan as Chibs rolls his eyes and throws his arm around your shoulders, pulling you into him. Both of you know you're not going to hear the end of this for a long time.

[seospicybin]

TOO HOT TO HANDLE.

PART II

Felix x reader. (s)

Too Hot To Handle Masterlist

Synopsis: You and Felix become contestants in a reality dating show, Too Hot To Handle. (9,7k words)

Author's note: I'm sorry guys but I have to leave you with another cliffhanger. The last part will be posted this weekend, feel free to vent in my inbox and enjoy x

Content warning: This is entirely a work of fiction and not affiliated with real Too Hot To Handle show.

FELIX: I'm just your uh... normal guy. [smiles] Just trying to be a nice guy and do something my mum would be proud of at the end of the day. [snickers] I don't really have any lines, I don't have, like, a strategy to attract girls. Basically, I just walk into a bar and they heard my voice and accent, sorted. I wouldn't say how many girls I've been with [chuckles] uhm... people only focus on the numbers and a gentleman doesn't say. [laughs]

-

Felix has been staring at the surface of the pool long enough that it starts to calm him down. He was nervous a minute ago, waiting for you in anticipation even though he should be relaxed knowing that you said yes to having a date with him.

The date is set in the pool of the villa with a fruit platter and a bottle of champagne chilled in a bucket of ice served at the side of the pool. It's not the first time he's going on a date but his pattern of dating is casually meeting someone someplace and taking them home for a hook-up, that's it.

It's going to be hard to change that pattern, especially when he's been trapped in it long enough that it's comfortable. Going on a date and try not to do any physical touches? Felix already has a hard time imagining it.

"Hi, hello!"

Felix's head snaps in your direction and he almost chokes on air seeing you walking toward him in a crimson-red bikini.

"Have you been waiting long?" You ask.

Felix quickly offers his hand to help you get into the pool, slowly engulfing both of your bodies in the lukewarm water from the chest down. The lights from the bottom of the pool casts a bluish glow on your face and with this proximity, he can see your face up close and observes every facial feature you have.

Felix slightly shakes his head in disbelief. You're so perfect from head to toe that he's having a hard time wrapping his head around it and you're right in front of him.

-

FELIX: She's lush! In that red bikini looking like a forbidden apple and I just want to take a bite.

-

"Aren't you going to pour me a drink?" You're eyeing the two empty champagne flutes.

It's obvious he's too busy lusting over your body that he forgot to be a gentleman. You hold the glass as Felix filled them with bubby wine and pours himself a glass after.

"It's so nice!" You compliment.

Again, Felix has to force his brain to cooperate and actively stop himself from looking at your body, "Huh?"

"The date," you say, picking a grape from the plate and shoving it into your mouth, "I've never been on a date this nice before."

Felix gulps his wine to fuel his guts, "me too," he says, reaching for the grape but you get ahead of him.

"Here," you say, bringing a grape close to his mouth and feeding it to him.

He's more than eager to eat it right from your hand and grins as he chews on it while you refill both of your glasses with more wine.

"Thank you for picking me for the date by the way," you tell him with a smile.

Felix clinks his glass with yours, "thank you for saying yes," he thanked you back.

After taking a sip, you put the wine away and focus on him instead, making him nervous as you tilt your head low and look at him through your lashes. It's the classic trick in the book of seduction but you do it effortlessly with a hundred percent rate of success, making him feel like a special man, the only man in the world.

"I was surprised when Lana told me you asked me for a date," you explain.

The water is still enough that Felix can see you scoot closer to him that your knees bumps with him and it takes everything in him not to put his hand on your thigh, "May I know why you chose me?"

Felix has to force his brain to work extra tonight and rakes his hair to the back as if it would help, "I have my eyes on you on the first day," he admits.

Your lips curl into a smile and it's a familiar one that tells you're not buying his words, "yeah?"

Good thing Felix has just the proof of it, "I'm the one who kissed you at the blindfold game," he confidently spills the truth.

You hold a gaze for a moment then look away to get your wine glass, "I know."

If you know, then why you didn't react the way Felix expected to? You hold your wine glass close to your mouth but not drinking it, "What I want to know is why you didn't make a move on me until now?"

Felix finishes his wine before answering, "I have my reasons," he answers.

Your hand reaches for the fruit platter next to his shoulder and picks a slice of strawberry, "is it because I'm your second choice?"

"No!" Felix immediately denies it.

"The boys talked about which girls they were going for. You are Alex and Jamie's choice, then Jamie partnered up with you so I–I uh..." he stammers as he watches you eat the strawberry, then wash it down with the wine.

-

FELIX: Sitting this close and not able to kiss her? Impossible. She's irresistible, my gosh... [sucks air through teeth]

-

When Felix talked to you in the firepit that night, you have your guard up because he knows you were with Jamie but now, look at you! Your head is slightly tilted and flutter your eyelashes at him. You got game and Felix likes having all of your attention just for him. He's more than eager to give you all of his attention, that wouldn't be hard, you're the only one he's seeing.

Felix licks his lips as his throat got dry from watching you and quickly recovers by splashing some water into the back of his neck, "I think compared to them, I don't think I'd have a shot with you," he furtherly explains.

You stare into his eyes and locked them in an intense gaze, "why? I think you're attractive," you tell him.

He unconsciously reaches for his ear as he gets flustered by your compliment.

"I think you know by now that three of the girls are chasing after you. Shouldn't you be happy?" You share the news Felix already knew. He wants to know something else, something more important, "depends," he says, "If one of the three is you then yes, I'd be happy."

A laugh burst out of you and Felix is elated to know that he's the one who made you laugh like that. There's something else as important he needs to know, "so what's your type?"

You fix the strap of your bikini and Felix reflexively looks at your cleavage, glancing at the soft mounds inside your bikini top, then quickly shifts his eyes back to your face.

"On the paper, no, you're not," you honestly answer.

Felix's smile fades a little but he keeps his disappointment to himself by sipping his drink.

"But I'm attracted to you," you add.

He swallows his drink at once and almost choked on it, the scintillating smile returns to his face.

"The fact that you're not my type but I'm attracted to you... I think that says something," you tell him with a sly smile. You hold his gaze before looking away and it's cute that you can be bold then shy the next minute.

He sees that you're eyeing the fruit platter next to him, "want something?"

You lowly chuckle and shyly say, "I was looking at your biceps actually but yes, okay, I'd like a strawberry, please?"

You always seem to know what to say and how to make his heart flutter, he can't help but softly laugh, flustered. You hold his hand by the wrist and steady his hand as you eat the strawberry right from between his fingers.

Felix briefly feels how your mouth and lips feel like. It's not technically a rule break and he was playing it safe until you did that. He clears his throat to steer his mind back on track, "Uhm... is that what you like about me? My biceps?"

You lick the juice escaping the corner of your mouth with your tongue, "you have a great body but what I like is the freckles," you share.

Felix unconsciously reaches for his face, "Yeah?"

You pull your hand out of the water and touch his chest, "I didn't know that you also have freckles on your chest."

Is it the beads of water slowly trickling down his chest or it's your fingertips that are lightly touching him that make him tingle inside? Felix feels the need to do the same with you. He reaches for the stray hair escaping your messy bun and tucks it behind your ear.

Instead of retracting his hand, he keeps it there, holding the side of your face.

-

FELIX: [Hisses] I want to kiss her so badly.

-

Felix may as well take his chance, leaning in close but doing it carefully as he seeks permission from you. He leans in closer to whisper in your ear with his hand still holding one side of your head, "Should we kiss?"

You put your hand on his thigh underwater and seductively chuckle, hinting that you probably think it's not a bad idea after all.

"I just got out of this thing," you avoid mentioning Jamie in the sentence, then you smile as you say, "I don't want to rush things."

Felix nods in understanding, "That's fair."

However, the hand resting on his thigh tells him otherwise.

-

FELIX: The chemistry we have is electric. I get the feeling that he can't resist me for long.

-

The date ends since it's about to be curfew soon. You and Felix exchange a hug, a long one that he gets to feel your body against him.

"That was a nice date," you mutter with a hand around his neck.

Felix uses the opportunity to draw you closer until your breasts squashed between your chests, "Yeah, indeed."

Being the gentleman he is, he gets out of the swimming pool first, then immediately offers his hand to help you. You take it without complaining, letting him hold you until you got out of the water.

Felix watches as the streams of water trickle down your body and your bikini stick to your skin, leaving so little to his imagination. He grabs a towel from a stack prepared on the lounger and put it around your shoulder.

"Thank you," you thank him, then he grabs one for himself and walks back into the house together.

-

FELIX: She refused to kiss but I’m confident to say the date went well.

-

The date may have ended but the night continues.

You both go straight to the bathroom with water dripping down your bodies and it's empty since everyone else is tucked in for bedtime. The spacious shower stall gives Felix an idea crossed but he's afraid of crossing the line to ask you.

"You can go in first," he offers.

You drop the wet towel and put it on the edge of the bathtub, "how about we shower together?"

Are you reading his mind? Because that's exactly the idea he had in mind. Felix suddenly doesn't know what to do with himself, aimlessly pacing around the bathroom.

"You can use my nice-smelling shampoo," you offer with a playful laugh.

"I can't say no to that," he replies.

Felix has to calm himself as you enter the shower after him, turning your back to him to help you untie the straps of your bikini. He puts all of your hair away and carefully works the knot open, you take it off yourself after. He watches as you hook your fingers around the sides of your bikini bottom and slide it down your legs, putting the bikini aside with your feet.

It's when you turn around to face him that he starts malfunctioning. There's nothing left to imagine now he sees all of you, that beautiful body of yours that he wants to explore if it wasn't for the stupid rules. You step under the shower and tilt your head up to let the water rain down your chest.

Felix has never been this jealous of the water for being able to be all over you.

"Want me to wash your hair?" You ask, taking the shampoo out of your toiletry bag.

Unable to verbally answers, he stifled a nod.

-

FELIX: I don't know how I'm still alive after seeing her phenomenal body [whistles]

-

It's the way you stare up at him with your hands slowly massaging his scalp and standing so close to him that it alarms him that he's rather in danger.

"Is it good?"

He's not sure what you're asking, the way you shampoo his hair or how your body makes him feel. He chooses to compliment you instead, "You're good at this."

"Yeah?" You ask with a grin.

"Mmh, yeah," he tries to distract himself by talking but not long after, he found his eyes looking at your breasts, hung so beautifully on your chest, merely inches away from his chest.

"Time to wash it," you inform, pulling him under the shower and washing all the suds away from his hair while brushing it clean with your fingers.

As you intently clean his hair, Felix braves himself to put his hands on each side of your waist and reminds himself to not go lower than that.

"It smells nice," he comments, opening his eyes from closing it for too long.

You drop your hands on his shoulders then clasped your hands together on the back of his head. With his proximity, your hardening nipples are lightly grazing his chest, raising the goosebumps on his arms.

"You're lucky I let you use it," you say with a sweet smile on your face and your eyes staring back at him. 

This is it. Felix has hit his limits. He can't resist it anymore.

-

FELIX: Oh fuck, I'm in trouble.

-

"I'm glad we didn't kiss on the date," Felix says.

You chuckle right at his face, "Huh? Why?"

Getting bolder, Felix wraps his hands around you and pulls you even closer, "Because now is the right time to do it."

Your teeth faintly biting your lower lip and he can see the lust in your eyes. Once you close your eyes, Felix knows that he just got your permission. The sweet smell of your breath welcomes him as he kisses your slightly parted mouth. You kiss him back with the same eagerness with a broken moan slips out of you between kisses.

Felix expected sparks but what he gets are far greater, fireworks getting off inside his chest.

-

FELIX: The kiss is such a long time coming and I just don't care about the rules at that moment. It feels so right.

-

You pull away first with a gasp and an open mouth, keeping your hands looped around his neck

"Wow. We made that kiss worth the six grands."

Felix grins in agreement with you, except that for him, the kiss is worth more than that. He'd pay with his own money if he had to, it was special, one of a kind. Then another problem appears, Felix craves for it more than before. He leans in for another but you're quick to turn your face to the side, sending his lips landed on your cheek.

"We can't break another rule today," you whisper into his ear.

Defeated, Felix drops his head on your neck and holds you close.

You reach for the faucet and turn it to the side, "How about a cold shower, mmh?" 

-

FELIX: A part of me is glad that she stopped me or else, we would have done everything by now [shamelessly laughs]

-

It was too late to have you sleeping with him last night.

Hopefully, later, he can fix this bed situation so he can wake up next to you and probably, sneaks a kiss or two. Seeing your face and exchanging a secretive smile is enough to gather his spirits to last the day.

Cole is going through his routine and asks everyone the question of the day, "anyone breaks any rules last night?"

He scans everyone to spot any guilty faces and Felix knows that he's safe from his suspicious eyes since Cole is his bedmate.

"You guys are looking guilty over there," Heidi points at Jamie and Mia's bed.

Fuck Jamie, he's so stupid to let you go but smart enough to leave you because you deserve better. Felix is confident that he is that 'someone better'.

Unlike everyone else, Felix can't wait for everyone to know that he kissed you and gets jealous of him.

-

FELIX: Another day, another chance to break the rules [winks]

- 

Too bad that despite his excitement, Felix can't spend time with you as you are being called to the front yard for a workshop with the other girls. He has no other things to do but join Alex working out and at the same time, helping him with some lower body workouts.

"You didn't tell me about your date last night," He says as he's taking a minute of a break between sets.

Felix counts the time and at the same time answering to his question, "It went great, man."

Alex is the one who encourages him to keep trying even when you were still with Jamie.

"Told you," he says with a triumphant smirk and getting up, grabbing dumbbells in both hands.

"Did you do anything?" Alex glances at him to get any hints from Felix's expression.

Felix refuses to answer but the grin on his face gives it away.

"How much did you spend?"

He's bad at lying and it's not like he's talking to Cole, which reminds him to look around, "Just one kiss," Felix answers after steering clear that Cole is out of his earshot.

Alex laughs and puts the dumbbells down, "just get ready, bro."

Surprisingly, Felix doesn't care so much about what everyone is going to say when they know about him breaking the rules.

"As an experienced rulebreaker, do you have any tips?" Felix playfully asks.

Alex laughs again and plops down on the hot sand, "I hate to tell you but the only way is through," he says with a stupid grin.

"Thank you, Dorothy!" Felix jokingly responds.

-

FELIX: I missed her even though I know she's only on a different side of the villa [chuckles]

-

Felix can't hide his smile when he sees you back from the workshop.

Moreover, he doesn't want to be around Jamie. The fact that he left you for someone else leaves a bad taste in him. Or maybe it's just that Felix grows protective of you that makes him feel that way.

"It's so hot. I'm thinking of taking a dip," you tell him.

He glares at you, "And you're not inviting me?"

"Yes. I'm not inviting you," you tell him with a sly smile, walking to the pool while dragging him along behind you.

Seeing your wet body only reminds him of last night, except that you have not even a thread covering that beautiful body of yours. He's standing next to you inside the pool, facing the view of the beach. He should distract himself from looking at your body by starting a conversation, or anything to keep his head occupied.

"So uh... how was the workshop?" He asks.

You turn to face him when he wishes that you didn't, "basically that when we let men into us, we also absorbed everything about them," you answer.

Your hand is floating on the surface of the water and drifting close to him, "it taught us that we should be more selective of the men we let in," you finish.

Can't help himself to touch you, he places a hand on the arch of your back, "that sounds great," he comments.

You nod and prop a hand under your chin, looking at him with a soft smile.

"What's your verdict on me?" Felix asks.

You tilt your head with a questioning look on your face.

He pulls you close and allows himself to place a kiss on your bare shoulder, "will you let me in?"

You shyly chuckle while putting your hand on his shoulder, "We'll see..." you vaguely answer.

-

FELIX: She may have not fully recovered from the previous thing but I think we're off to a good start.

-

You turn him around and jump onto his back, "get me there," you order.

"To the end of the pool?"

You nod, "and back," you continue.

"I didn't know that I have to do lower body workout," he says.

You throw your arms around his neck, "Go! Go! Go!"

Felix hoists you higher on his back and slowly walks to the end of the pool, carrying you on his back.

"Am I heavy?" You lean in close.

"If you're asking of we can do the wheelbarrow position, the answer is yes," he shamelessly pulls a lewd joke.

-

FELIX: It's so hard to not think about sex when she's walking around being the hot temptation she is.

-

The firepit is your favorite place in the villa and it unconsciously becomes his favorite place too.

"We're matching!" You exclaim, spotting the navy blue shirt he's wearing and pointing at the dress you're wearing.

"We're meant to be," he coyly responds.

If only you knew that he took a peek at what you'll be wearing tonight and purposely matches his clothes with yours. You sit next to him on the long sofa, lounging with him under the moonlight with the fire keeping the night warm for both of you.

You're lying sideway facing him and resting your head on his arm, this way, he can see the curve of your body wrapped in a skin-tight dress with thin straps.

He takes this chance to ask the question he's been wanting to ask, "Will you sleep on my bed tonight?" 

Your fingers are busy playing with the button on his shirt.

"For the rest of the retreat too?" He asks again.

You lowly chuckle, "No."

Felix jerks his head away, refusing to believe that you just rejected him.

You look up at him and say, "But you can sleep on my bed."

He lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding and dryly laugh, "Oh yeah, we're going to evict Heidi tonight."

-

FELIX: The bed situation has been sorted, there's one more thing left to do now.

-

Felix runs his hand up and down your arm, "it's a nice dress," he compliments.

"I borrow this from Laura," you share.

The strap accidentally got caught in Felix's bracelet and pulls it down your arm, almost spilling your breast out of your dress.

"Whoops," Felix cheekily responds. He carefully fixes it for you and slides the strap back to its place on your shoulder.

It seems wrong to be this close to you and not kiss you. Not when that's what he thought about all day, the taste and the softness of your lips. Felix tilts your head and seeks your permission with a thumb that tenderly brushes your lower lip.You close your eyes, once again, letting him get what he wants and hopefully, it's what you want too.

Felix doesn't need to worry as you return his kiss with the same eagerness. He can taste your lips with a hint of mint that he believes is coming from your lip gloss. A hand wraps around your neck to keep you still as his tongue pries open your mouth so he can deepen the kiss and tastes you wholly. 

Everything else doesn't matter at that moment, it's just you and him, encased in a breathtaking kiss.

-

FELIX: I'm willing to pay with my own money just to kiss her again [shrugs]

-

"Do I have your lipstick on me?"

You nod as you wipe your smudged lipstick.

"Does it look good on me?" Felix leans in close so you can clean it for him.

"Yes," you reply, intently wiping the lipstick mark you left on his lips with your thumb.

With you still leaning close and your finger brushing his lips, Felix is tempted to kiss you again. You quickly sense his intention and look away to prevent it from happening. One kiss is enough, for now.

-

FELIX: I just can't stop... oh, my God! I don't want to stop.

-

It's only about time that Lana comes and announces the damage you both did.

Before that, you fix your dress and hair, leaving nothing that will give anyone the impression that the two of you have kissed. Felix holds your hand as you both make your way to the cabana and sit on the smaller sofa on the side of the room. He leans in close to the side of your head and softly asks, "Are you nervous?"

You take a deep breath and answer, "Yeah."

It would be a lie to say that he's not as nervous. This is his first time being on the hot seat but he knows what to do, he has his defense at the ready.

"It'll be fine," he comforts you while tucking a hair behind your ear.

The sweet smile you give him puts him at ease. Then you take his hand, clasped it together with yours, and rest it on your lap.

"Hello, everyone!" Lana greets with her computer voice.

"Hello, Lana banana!" Heidi being the loudest of us greets her back.

"There have been breaches of the rules," Lana announces.

Cole brushes his hair to the back in frustration and leans back on the sofa, "I'm so done with y'all."

Felix decides to own up to his mistakes and comes forward, "We kissed. Twice," he concisely admits.

Felix glances around and sees that Jamie is grinning, probably going to enjoy that he's not the one about to get shouted at. Instead of that, there's a moment of silence and he's not sure if it means good or bad.

"Well, if it's you guys..." Laura says, flipping her hair to the back, "I think you deserve it."

Alex nods, agreeing with her and Felix appreciates that Alex has his back like a good friend he is.

"I agree," Maeve adds with a smile shot at you.

-

FELIX: Whoa, what was that? That is not the reaction I was expecting we'd get [eyes widens]

-

"I feel like... you guys are building connections so..." Heidi gives her opinion.

Felix lets out a quiet sigh of relief and smiles at everyone, "Thank you, guys. We appreciate it," he says, shaking your clasped hand in giddiness.

He looks at you and you look back at him with a sweet smile. He feels more certain about his choices, this is right, you are right for him.

"But that's not all..." Lana drops a sudden announcement.

-

FELIX: Oh... fuck off, Lana!

-

"We have reached the middle of the retreat. However, certain individuals haven't shown the growth we wanted," Lana continues.

Felix feels your hand holding him tighter and he puts his other hand on you, rubbing his thumb on the back of your hand.

You put your head on his shoulder, "Is she sending us home?" You meekly ask him.

Considering that he has broken the rules that automatically put both of you on Lana's naughty list, his heart races in his chest. Felix doesn't want to leave yet. Now that he's with you, he wants to stay for as long as he could.

"I'll be sending home two people."

"Two? Right now?" Cole gasps in pure shock.

You nuzzle your head further into his neck, "what the hell," you softly murmur with a restless sigh.

Felix lets go of his hand to put his arm around you. He can't say much because he's not in a good position to know for certain that it's not you or him Lana going to send home.

"Oh, fuck!" Heidi sighs into her hands.

The situation turns even more bleak as everyone got hit by the realization that they can get kicked out at any moment and they should have taken the rules seriously.

-

FELIX: I'm absolutely shitting it.

-

"Come on, Lana! You can't be serious," Cole says with a nervous laugh.

"The guests leaving the treat are..."

Felix hears your panicked whine on his shoulder and reflexively pulls you closer to him, knowing that you seek comfort from him.

"Daniel and Aly."

"Oh, my God!" You mutter, slung your hand across his shoulder.

Everyone is in complete shock while a few of them kind of figured that they're the ones who have been fooling around the retreat and not taking the process seriously. Despite all of that, it'll be a loss not having them again in here. Felix cherished the time he spent with them even though he doesn't know them on a personal level.

"Since arriving at my retreat, you have ignored my rules, dismissed my teachings, and failed to grow. And pursued your own desires at the expense of those around you."

Everyone gets quiet as Lana explains the reasons why she sends them home tonight.

"Daniel and Aly, you must now leave my retreat."

-

FELIX: I think Daniel had a problem following the rules and always chose to be selfish.

-

"Love you," Aly mutters to you as she hugs you.

You sniffle and say back to her, "Love you, Al!"

Besides Maeve, Felix has seen you hang out with Aly a few times so he understands that it must feel like you're losing a friend. That only proves what a caring person you are and he's lucky to be with you.

After watching them leave, you turn to hug to seek comfort from each other.

-

FELIX: I hope they continue to grow outside of the retreat. I wish you all the best, Daniel and Aly! [smiles]

-

It's bedtime and he feels bad if he has to evict Heidi, he turns to Cole, kindly asking him to sleep with her.

"Don't let me down, okay?" Cole warns before taking his pillow with him to Heidi's bed.

He saw you're chatting with Maeve in the make-up room and that explains why it's taking you long to come to bed. He's listening to everyone else talking about Daniel and Aly leaving one bed unoccupied for the night.

When you finally appear, you're smiling as you make your way to his bed. You toss the cushion onto the floor to make some space on the bed while he's puffing your pillow for you, then puts his arm out for you to rest on.

Felix doesn't wait to kiss you on the cheek, "you smell so good," he says.

You smile and say, "I'm pretty sure it's the moisturizer."

-

FELIX: I'm sharing a bed with her and she smells so good [hisses air through teeth] It's not going to be easy tonight!

-

There is not an ounce of privacy in the villa but as time goes on, Felix has come to the point that he stops caring about it.

The lights are out and as you turn to your side, your body instantly molds against him. Felix almost lets out a lewd groan the moment your ass is rubbing against his crotch. His self-control is being put to the test tonight and he's most likely to fail at it. He plants soft kisses along your shoulder and up the column of your neck, "I'm so happy that we're sharing a bed," he whispers into your ear.

Felix hears you softly giggling and if only you knew how much he likes hearing your giggles.

You slightly turn your head to the side, "Me too."

He plants his mouth on your neck again and tries not to think about kissing your lips that are mere inches away from his.

"Mmh..." he hums as he plants his nose in your hair and the smell of your shampoo brings him back to that night he showered with you. He hums again but it comes out as a low growl with the deep voice he has.

You look over your shoulder and gently grips his chin, "let's not break any more rules," you lowly say.

He nods and hastily kisses the nape of your neck, "mmh... 'kay."

It's like his hands have their own brains, they start to roam around your body, feeling your clothed body all over. Well, he can vividly picture it in his head without looking, you're wearing a white, thin tank top with boxer shorts that barely cover your body.

"You're so beautiful," he seductively says into your ear.

Sensing that he's close to danger, you take his hands and clasped them with yours to prevent them from wandering around. Felix sighs in defeat, then breaks into laughter as you caught on to his bad intention.

You laugh along and turn to softly kiss him on the jaw, "Goodnight."

He returns it with a long kiss on your cheek, "Goodnight, babe."

-

FELIX: [sticks tongue out] It's clear that she has better self-control than me [laughs] 

-

You look adorable with your hair tousled, barefaced, and disoriented like an angel who has just fallen from heaven.

"Morning," he forgot that his voice is even deeper in the morning and slightly surprised you with it.

You sleepily smile at him, "Morning."

You reach for his head and slip your hand in his hair, lazily scratching at it.

Felix is smitten, he can look at your face for hours without getting bored. If only he could kiss you while he's at it, it would be perfect. He notices that your tank top slides to the side, almost exposing your breast. He immediately helps you fix it before anyone can see it.

Cole is calling for Felix across the room, "Are we good, bro?"

He chuckles knowing that he's asking whether he broke rules or not, "Nothing happened. I promise you," he assures him.

-

FELIX: I had the hardest yet the best sleep I had so far in the retreat.

-

"How are things going, my friend?" Killian asks.

Felix leans back on the sofa and looks at the beach with its postcard-worthy view.

"We've been good if that's what you're asking," Felix playfully replies then shot a glare at Cole.

"I have no problems with you breaking rules if you like each other," Cole defends his strict policy about rulebreaking. He stares at him and with a serious face asks him, "Do you like her?"

"I do," Felix replies without a beat.

He smiles out of the blue like a fool in love he is, "I started to notice these little things about her and find them cute."

Cole and Killian break into laughter in unison but Felix is too happy to feel offended and laughs along with them.

"Oh, boy!" Cole exclaims, enjoying making fun of him too much.

-

FELIX: [Covers face with hands] I like her so much it's so stupid. I don't know if she likes me back, I'm sure she is but... [shrugs] no, I actually don't know.

-

Seeing that you're done giving your daily interview, he begins searching for you in the house.

Instead of you, he bumps into Maeve and she knows right away he's looking for her best friend.

"She's in the bathroom," she informs.

"Thank you!" He quickly mutters to her, heading to the bathroom, seeing you standing by the sink and lathering your body with sunblock. It's time that he returns the favor you've done to him once.

"Need help?"

You smile the moment you see him standing in the doorway, "yes, please!"

Felix enthusiastically takes his position behind you, placing a kiss on your bare shoulder before lathering the skin with sunblock. Not that he's no longer attracted to your body, unfortunately, he will always be but he's getting better at controlling his impulses.

Sure it's tempting to untie your bikini and with everyone out of the house, you and him could have another round in the shower. He takes a deep breath when the urge comes up and reminds himself that he shouldn't break any rules, he's aiming to form a genuine connection with you to get a green light

He slips his arms under and around you, "you're so beautiful, babe."

You giggle in response and look at his reflection in the mirror, "Thank you!"

Without warning, he lifts you and carries you out of the bathroom like a sack of potato, sending you squealing, "I'm taking you with me everywhere.”

-

FELIX: Things are going better between me and her. We're happy with each other.

-

Knowing that none of you break the rules, Felix can relax when it's time to get to the cabana. He's sitting next to you, putting his arm around you and fiddling with the strap of your bikini, twirling it around his finger.

"Hello, everyone!"

"Hello, Lana!" He half-heartedly greets her back. From the sound of her ever-the-same computer voice, Felix gets the feeling that she's going to share the good news.

"I'm about to initiate my test."

-

FELIX: Oh shit. I was wrong to think that it was going to be good news.

-

"With the help of two new arrivals."

With Daniel and Aly left, it only makes sense that Lana brought new contestants into the retreat. Felix should have seen it coming and now, he's just nervous, afraid that it's going to be what he thinks it is.

"The first new arrival is Poppy."

Everyone starts to guess what she looks like just from her name.

"The second new arrival is Josh."

Now this is what Felix fears the most: what is Lana going to do with them? Because if it would be like the last time, Felix dislikes the idea.

"Two of you will be going on private dates with the new arrivals."

-

FELIX: Whoever this new guy is... I don't feel threatened. At all.

-

This is not good.

Things are looking up for him and Lana decides to stir things up by sending new guests which he's sure, not only going to change the dynamic in the house but possibly, cause some chaos too.

"They have selected the guests they are most attracted to from the choice of those in relationships."

Did Felix accidentally manifest it into reality? 

-

FELIX: Josh, my guy, you'd better not step on my toes.

-

"Josh has chosen to go on a date with..."

Felix's heart is beating out of control, it's like his body is telling him that his worst fear is about to come true. He closes his eyes and tries to be cool if it's you who gets chosen.

When Lana calls your name, his heart leaps and he closes his eyes.

"Of course!" He mutters under his breath. He didn't intend for you to hear it but he's a bit upset about being put in this situation.

-

FELIX: I trust her. It's this new guy that I don't trust.

-

Felix looks at you to see your reaction. You seem to be at a loss for words and turn rigid next to him. Unlike him, you probably didn't expect to get picked.

"You may now leave to get ready for your dates."

He pulls you into a hug and reluctantly lets you go, "See you later," he says and manages to put on a smile for you.

"Bye," you say to him.

He watches as you leave to go on a date with someone else.

-

FELIX: If she goes for this new guy, I'm not going to lie... [licks lips] I'll be absolutely heartbroken.

-

"How are you feeling, Felix?" Maeve asks from the end of the sofa, curious about his feelings about this situation as if his face didn't tell how worried he is right now.

"It's not easy," he answers, "I trust her but I can't lie, there's a little part of me that's worried."

Maeve gently pats him on the knee, "Well, Lana said it's a test so..."

She shifts on her seat to put her feet up, "it wouldn't be easy."

Felix's head is in overdrive. There are so many thoughts inside his head and most of them are not doing him good.

"Yeah..." he half-heartedly answers.

"But I know her and I'm sure she'll stay faithful to you," Maeve tells her.

Considering that it's coming from your closest friend in this retreat, Felix decides to hang on to those words. At least, after this, he'll know whether he can trust you or not.

-

FELIX: This guy chose her for a reason and that makes me restless [drops head into hands] 

-

The boys agreed to wear matching black shirts tonight. Felix just picked whatever piece of clothing he has in white color and put it on, having no energy to dress up for tonight.

Killian offers him the extra black shirt he packed with him, "You can wear mine, mate!"

Cole can only laugh seeing him so restless as they're hanging out by the fire pit and talking about the new guy when that's the last thing he wants to talk about.

"Are you nervous?" Jamie asks.

Felix knows that Jamie tries to take a dig at him, "not really," he coyly answers.

If only he knew that Felix is so close to losing it.

-

FELIX: My head is all over the place right now... I refuse to show it. I don't want to show my weakness.

-

Felix tries not to think too much about it. However, when you show up linking your arm with the new guy, he slouched down on the sofa to hide himself.

"Ooh... she's smiling," Killian quietly informs him.

He tries so hard not to look no matter how much he wanted to. He doesn't want to see you're happy with someone else.

"This is not good, man!" Cole adds, putting Killian's words deeper into him.

Felix covers his eyes as if it would stop him from facing reality. Cole aggressively pats his knee and not stopping until he snaps his head his way.

"They're coming this way!" He informs.

"Oh, fuck!" Felix curses under his breath and sits straighter on the sofa.

Good thing that with the job he has as a model, he knows how to put on a good front even though he's dying inside. He takes a deep breath and put on a straight face.

"Hey, everyone," you greet them as you descend the stairs to the firepit.

"This is Josh," you introduce.

Instead of parting ways, you decide to sit next to each other on the sofa across from him.

-

FELIX: Fucking hell, man?!

-

Jamie decides to be the one breaking the awkward silence, "How was the date?"

Josh nods with a smile on his face, "it was good."

The answer doesn't quite give Jamie the satisfaction, so he turns to you for another answer.

"It was nice. I think we got on well," you answer and glance at Josh.

"I've chosen her for a reason and I enjoyed the date. I think I'm going to try, get to know her better," Josh adds after you.

It takes everything in him to not go at him or snatch you away, out of this retreat. Felix starts to heat, inside and outside.

-

FELIX: Josh is a nice-looking guy and I can see that he's on a mission. Well, he's going to be a big problem to me [gulps air]

-

"I'm sure you guys have a lot to talk about," Cole kindly put the conversation to an end.

"Josh, right? We'll introduce you to the girls," he gets up, indirectly telling everyone to come along as well so you and Felix can talk.

Once they left, you walk over and sit next to him. He takes your hand resting on the space between you and him, "it's nice to have you back," he says with a smile.

You lean on the sofa and sit facing him, "yeah?"

He swallows air before asking you the question he's been dying to know.

"How was the date? Really?" He asks and nervously gulps air, it's like no matter how much air he takes, he stays breathless.

"Well, I did tell him about you," you begin.

That's a good thing but it's too early to celebrate yet, "yeah?"

"But he said he doesn't care," you continue with an awkward laugh.

-

FELIX: Oh, Josh, man, I'll never let you step on my toes.

-

You fiddle with the end of your hair before looking him in the eyes and continue talking.

"Josh is a nice guy but..." you put all of your hair to the side, "we didn't do anything."

Felix can't help but let a smile blooms on his face hearing your words.

You playfully grab his biceps and squeeze on them, "No one was going to change my mind."

The smile grows wider on his face and he can finally breathe for the first time.

"I know we have something great going on and I don't want to throw that away," you say with a soft smile that matches the gaze.

But Felix has one more question to assure him that he's made the right choice, "Does this mean you like me?"

Your forehead wrinkles in confusion, "Of course, I like you. I wouldn't have tried if I don't."

-

FELIX: Tonight, I am the happiest man on this retreat. Possibly the luckiest too [grins]

-

Ecstatic, he throws himself at you, sending both of you toppled onto the sofa. He rests his head on your chest and lets you brush his hair like you always do, "You're sweating," you tell him.

Felix laughs his embarrassment away, "I tried to stay confident but I was struggling."

You coo at him and brush his hair to the back, "Well, I kind of want to make you sweat a little."

He puts his arms around you and nestles his head in your neck, "I'm glad to have you back, babe," he says.

He gets carried away that he leans in to kiss you to abruptly stops as he remembers Lana's rules and gasps in shock, "Oh, fuck!" 

You cradle his head and kiss him on the cheek to compensate for it.

-

FELIX: I can't believe I'm about to thank Lana because this test only brought us closer, stronger. So thank you, Lana! [Blows a kiss to the camera]

-

The two new arrivals don't make a significant change except that the empty bed is now occupied.

Yeah, he's happy that Alex also stays with Laura and proves to everyone that he has a connection with her. However, Felix is too over the moon to even think about everyone else. His cheeks hurt from smiling non-stop and now he's about to spoil you with cuddles as you climb onto the bed.

Cole warns the new arrivals that he's watching even though his eyes are closed, earning a series of laughter from everyone.

The lights are out but with his heart full to the brim, Felix can't sleep. He touches you all over and places kisses on the skin he can land his lips on. He likes you so much and he always thinks that just saying it is not enough. He wants to show you with actions.

-

FELIX: We've been good lately so I don't see why we can't spend a little money [smirks]

-

Felix waits until the night got late.

When he deems that everyone is fast asleep, he begins by disrupting your sleep with slobbering kisses on your neck and face. His hand is placing fluttering touches on your body and once in a while, squeezes on the flesh.

He doesn't stop until you wake up from your slumber and when you do, he whispers into your ear, "Baby?"

You turn your head on your pillow and look at him with half-shut eyes, "why are you still awake?"

Instead of answering you, he kisses the nape of your neck, knowing that it's your sensitive spot.

"I like you so, so, so much," he whispers into your ear and emphasizes the words to you.

You lowly giggle, then tangle your hand in his hair, softly tugging at it, "I like you too, baby."

Catching you off guard, he turns your head by your chin and crashes his lips against yours.

-

FELIX: I'm so happy she chose me and I want to show her that [raises an eyebrow]

-

Felix gives you no time to stop him. He distracts you, keeping your mouth busy while he slides his hand down, swiftly sliding his hand inside your silk shorts. You whine against his lips as his hand makes contact with your sex, so soft and warm.

"Shh..." he hushed you.

Felix touches you as he would to a delicate flower, doing it so carefully and with so much tenderness. You pull the duvet to cover you and muffle any noises that may come out of you even though you have planted your mouth on his neck.

Felix hovers his head above you, watching your face in the dark as your breathless moans echo under the cover. He traces your fold, fingers lightly circling your clit and applying gentle pressures when he knows you're getting closer to coming undone, "Close?"

"Mmh," you hum in answer.

He keeps doing the same thing with more intensity and adds more speed to it. From the way your cunt pulsates under his touch, you're on the brink of your release. He kisses you whole to contain your moans and stops moving his hand once you hit your high, feeling your hand clawing at his shoulder.

As it gets suffocating staying under the cover, he retracts his hand and put the duvet away. He hovers above you and tenderly caresses your face with his knuckle. 

"I'm so happy that you're with me," he tells you just in case, what he just did, did not quite deliver the message to you.

You put both hands around his neck and pull him close, sending him collapsing on top of you. You turn your head to only give him a chance to capture your lips in a rapturous kiss.

Felix doesn't even think about the money at that moment. All he thinks about is you, you, and you.

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FELIX: Let's think about the money later, when it's time.

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It's his bad behavior last night that makes you act super careful today. You're sitting on the far end of the sofa even though he's patting the space next to him.

"Why are you sitting so far away, babe?"

You shrug and adorably pout, "I'm setting uh... a safe space?"

He laughs at your excessive effort to not create another damage to the prize fund, "Come here!" He insists.

"I wouldn't do anything," he promises, "at least not in here."

You refrain from coming at him and remain where you are, shaking your head at him. Felix eventually comes to you and puts you on his lap.

"I didn't mean to break the rules," he explains, "I wanted to show you how much I like you."

You're poking his freckled cheek with your index finger, "we have to be good from now on."

He nods in agreement, "I agree."

You hold his chin and turn his head to face you, "I'm serious!"

"I'm serious," he convinces you.

You cover his mouth with your hand, "then stop pouting your lips at me."

He chuckles and puts your hand away, "My lips have always been like this."

You put his hand to cover his mouth this time, "From now on, you have to talk to me like this."

He refuses to obey, then puts his hand away, "No, I don't want to."

You try to get away from him but he's quick to hold you down, not letting you off his lap.

"Where are you going, mmh?" He's tickling your neck with his nose.

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FELIX: Lana called us to the cabana and I am shitting it because of what we've done last night.

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"Somebody better not ruin my good mood," Cole says once he's seated.

Felix shoots an uneasy glance at you and you turn his head away, avoiding looking him in the eyes. Nothing wouldn't change, he's ready to defend himself and you for what he did.

"There has been a breach of the rules."

Lana doesn't dillydally, she goes straight to business, and by business, he means putting him at a stake and about to set him on fire.

Heidi looks at everyone and coo, "Who's been bad?"

Felix remains calm despite his heart feeling like about to jump out of his chest. It's always better, to tell the truth fast than prolong the pain.

"We kissed last night," Felix blurts out.

"Again?" Laura asks with eyelids fluttering.

He takes a deep breath before coming up with his first defense, "I was so happy last night and got carried away, it felt right in the moment to do so."

Cole gives him a death glare, "Was that it? Just a kiss?"

Felix hates to disappoint him but he can't lie, he doesn't have a good poker face.

"Something else also happened last night," Felix's voice goes lower than it already is.

"Oh, no..." Killian exclaims next to him.

Lana takes control of the situation, "Last night, the two of you kissed multiple times."

Cole's eyes widen and are about to pop out of their sockets.

"But that's not all they did," Lana continues.

Here it is, Felix squeezes your clasped hand and braces himself for what's about to come.

"They're engaged in a prolonged, manual gratification."

-

FELIX: I'm not sorry for what I did but I admit I feel bad for letting everyone down by being selfish.

-

"You have cost the group a total of $33.000."

Felix turns to you, seeing you wince in both pain and disappointment. But he appreciates that you don't blame it all on him even though it wouldn't happen if he didn't lead you to it.

"I'm speechless as to how much we've lost money this fast," Heidi says with her voice heavily tinted with disappointment.

"The prize fund stands at $86.000."

Everyone gasps in shock and face-palm hearing the announcement.

Cole shakes his head and sighs, "We lost more than half of the money, fuck... sake..."

-

FELIX: Hearing it makes it real and I genuinely feel bad.

-

"Today, I asked you to respect my rules but instead of building deeper and meaningful confections, you have continued signs that you may not be here for the right reasons."

Felix's heart drops and his head goes straight thinking that he'd be sent home tonight. He holds your hand tighter because this probably would be his last to do so.

"Therefore, I'm setting you the ultimate test."

Oh? He can breathe a little knowing that it's not elimination.

"To see if you can adhere to my retreat rules under the most trying of circumstances."

You slightly shift on your seat and scoot closer to him.

"Tonight, you will spend the night alone in the private suite."

-

FELIX: I'm screwed. I don't trust myself, that's the problem.

-

It doesn't take a genius to know that everyone is too haste to pull a conclusion: that Felix will fail.

"To be honest guys, I've always been the one who initiated it but not tonight," Felix makes a promise to himself and everyone.

"I'll not break any rules," he states and hopes that no one hears how his voice is quivering at the end of the sentence.

"If you did, that would be the most disrespectful thing you do to us," Cole says.

Felix raises his hand as if he's making an oath, "I promise."

"Please make your way to the private suite!" Lana orders.

-

FELIX: The pressure is on but it's the only way to prove that we have a real connection.

-

You jump onto the bed the second you both entered the private suite.

"Oh, it's so nice," you sigh, laying on the bed with a sheer dress on and looking at him with dreamy eyes.

"Stop looking so sexy," he says, getting on the bed and lying next to you.

The bed is much softer than the ones in the shared bedroom and covered in silk sheets. He looks around and sees sex toys, condoms, and even lubricants provided at the side of the bed.

"What do you want to do first?" You ask with a sultry voice.

Felix is not sure if you're being playful or trying to seduce him. Either way, he decides to play along with you, "First, I'll take your clothes off."

"Yep."

He glides his hand down your curve, "Then I'll give you head."

"And I’ll return the favor after," you continue with a sly smile.

That gets his eyebrow raised in excitement, "And after that…"

"And after that?" You repeat his words then bite your lower lip.

This is a dangerous game but Felix wants to test his limit, sees how far he can go, "We'll do some more foreplay, use a sex toy or two," he's eyeing the selections of sex toys on the bedside table.

You delightfully hum and turn over to lay on your stomach, "And after that?"

He takes a deep breath as he can vividly imagine it in his head in real-time, "Sex, " he lowers his hand to the curve of your ass, "Lots and lots of sex," he shamelessly adds.

You locked in an intense gaze with him and purposely lower your voice as you ask him, "What are you waiting for then?"

-

FELIX: Lana, what makes you think it's a good idea to put me in a room with her and not do anything? [Shakes head in disbelief]

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[heartssatoru]

Sukuna in itadoris body wanting to cuddle with the reader but doesn't want to say it ?

I could imagine this😭😭 so many anons! I dont mind thank you for the requests :) my inbox is empty😭

Pairing:sukuna x reader

Warnings: Not proofread, bad grammar, and just fluff! (Maybe a bit of threatening lol) <3

Cuddling with him? More like strangling.

But if he really does want to cuddle he'll hint it. He'd rather die than actually ask.

Don't take it hard though, that's just how he is.

Also as soon as you two are cuddling he wont let you go

"Come here brat" sukuna pointed at his lap. Waiting for you to do what he said. You simply grinned at him.

"Aww king of curses need attention?" He scoffs at your words. Clearly annoyed. "Not from you. I'm simply bored" he clearly wants your attention

"Thats what you always say" you fix up your desk before heading to itadoris bed, the bed he was laying on.

"Is this all you do when your in itadoris body..?" You question him. Giggling. "I mean, I wouldn't hesitate killing a few people." Your smile faded.

But he smiled at that, infact he was laughing at that. "I'm joking, for now. Atleast." He snickers.

You just rolled your eyes. "How about you stop with your unfunny jokes" he smirks at your reaction. "Getting all worked up over a joke?"

He was clearly just playing with you, so maybe just ignore it for a bit. If your even able too anyway..

Sukuna simply laid there. Waiting for your next move. Smiling. Just for you to turn around and walk to the door.

Are you dumb? Yeah you definitely are. Did you just walk away from the king of curses? Also, where the hell are you going?

"Oi, where do you think your going?" He asks, clearly unamused from what you just did. But you didnt respond.

First, you walked away from him. And now your ignoring him. Did your parents not teach you manners?

before you could touch the knob you feel yourself being carried. Back to itadoris bed..

"Your such a baby. Couldn't even handle a joke" he scoffs. Throwing you onto the bed. "You realize, I could kill you right now. But you decide to walk AND ignore me?"

You simply chuckle "are you upset over me ignoring you? Aww, you actually want my attention." His eyes widen a bit. Was that what you were doing?

"I dont dumbass. Stop jumping into conclusions." He glares at you, debating if whether he should kill you right now

He wouldn't kill you

I think

"Ugh come here" you grab his arm pushing him onto the bed. Pulling him towards you.

"What do you think your doing, brat?!" He yelps silently. "Hush, you clearly wanted to cuddle me"

"No I didnt, get your arms off of me woman" he curses as you just smile. Taking your arms off him. "Alright then"

He get's a bit surprised "What do you think your doing?" He asked, missing the warmth of you. Never admitting it though

"Well you told me to take my arms off you, so I did" maybe that was a bad idea. Who knows

"Do that again brat." He waits for you to do so. "But you sa-" before you could finish your sentence his arms were wrapped about you tightly

"Sukuna I can't breath" "shut up brat. Let me have my moment goddamn"

[hazel-islivingtrash]

New chapter crashing in tomorrow! A new member has joined the kid's rag-tag group of rugrats.

Who it is? Well, you'll have to read tomorrows chapter to find out!

This new chapter will be posted around 3pm eastern time! I just wanted to take a quick moment to thank everyone for their support on this story! ❤️❤️❤️❤️ this has been such an amazing journey so far, and we're nearing the end of the story! I'm so happy with how it's turning out and the fact that so many of you like it means the absolute world to me❤️❤️

Also, I apologize for not getting to a couple of asks sitting in my inbox. I have been going back to work, and juggling that with writing the fic and creating art has been a struggle to juggle. I promise I will get to them when I can!

And now, without further ado, here is the sneak peek for tomorrows chapter!

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Sneak peek for Chapter 18 (Spoiler free!): I Won’t Turn Around and Let It Slip Away

It took a while, but soon enough Megumi scooted away without a word and walked over to the playground. He found Yuji and pulled him to the side.

Satoru and Suguru shuffled next to each other, each turning an ear toward the kids in an attempt to hear the conversation going on between Yuji and Megumi.

“You hearing anything?” Satoru whispered.

Suguru shushed him, leaning his ear in more before shaking his head. “No, I can’t. They’re too far.”

Satoru slumped back, resorting to only watching the two boys talk. They had separated from the girls, who were looking at them curiously, and walked along the perimeter of the playground.

Yuji’s eyes were wide as Megumi spoke, not looking away for a second. Megumi, on the other hand, had his head hung low once more, eyes glued to the ground.

As Megumi spoke more, Yuji pulled him into a hug, squeezing him like a bear and shaking his head. Megumi stood frozen for a moment before hugging him back.

Satoru whooped a cheer, laughing as Suguru pushed his shoulder playfully. Megumi glared at him while Yuji laughed along. 

The girls, who had since turned their attention away, peered their heads back over from the side of the playground wall, looking confused as to what the big deal was.

“What’s goin’ on?” Nanako asked.

“Nothing,” Megumi said, ducking his face away as Yuji hugged him again, giggling.

Satoru snickered. Megumi was too prideful to admit his faults to others just yet, but he hoped he would learn soon enough. At least that little matter was sorted.

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Current status of fic: 17 out of 25 chapters complete, just under 101K words ❤️❤️

**The story is rated mature and with a warning of graphic depictions of violence.

[myreygn]

HELLO I SAW WHAT U SAID ABOUT DEMON SLAYER (THAT YOULL KISS ME LMFAO) BUT I WANTED TO ASK FOR MAYBE LEE ENMU??? YEAH IK HE JUST IS SO UNDERRATED IN THE TK COMMUNITY- idk why I’m yelling sorry but I need Lee or ler enmu anything pls 😭 my love for that man is indescribable and HE HAS LIKE NO TK CONTENT and that makes me sad awawaw but anyway have a good day or night or whatever time it is for u <333

Unhand me!

summary: Akaza allows himself to take a day off from the mission he was assigned and decides to stay at Mugen train - surely he and Enmu can avoid each other for the time being. Only that Enmu seemingly has no interest in avoiding Akaza and Upper Moon Three isn't one to turn down a challenge.

an: HI I'M SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG ALSO PLEASE YELL AS MUCH AS YOU WANT WE SUPPORT YELLING ON THIS BLOG- okay good news is i finally finished it and i had a lot of fun with it, i also learned to appreciate enmu more during the time i had this in my inbox and finished the manga so i feel like i was able to write for them a lot better than i would have been three months ago! thank you for the request - i went with akaza's pov for this one because i find his easier to write than enmu's, i hope that's okay ^^ it's set somewhere between s1 and s2, enjoy!

wordcount: 1765

tagging: @giggly-squiggily because i stole your rui/akaza-dynamic and @duckymcdoorknob because it's your husband <3

warnings: it's an akaza pov so lots of swearing!

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Akaza was exhausted. Which was ridiculous, considering that demons, let alone Upper Moons, shouldn’t even be able to feel something as mundane as exhaustion. Yet this stupid mission managed to- no, it wasn’t a stupid mission, there was no way he could even think that when there was so much as a chance of Muzan-sama listening in on his thoughts at that very moment. 

A noticeable shiver ran through Akaza’s body and he jumped through the opening in the train’s roof (whatever purpose a damn skylight on a train had but alright). It would probably be best to just not think about this mission at all for a few hours. He had worked hard these past few weeks, he could take a day off. And while the company of Lower Moon One certainly wouldn’t be his first choice in any other situation (except maybe if it was between them and fucking Douma) the train they had brought under their control would do as lodging for now. Especially because it was in the engine shed which meant that there were no people around to disturb him and enough space to get away from Enmu in case they got too annoying.

Akaza slouched down in one of the seats, not bothering to open his eyes when he felt a poorly covered presence approaching. “I’m just crushing here for today, don’t make a fuss about it.”

No answer, but the presence was still there. Okay, weird, but it was undoubtedly exactly who he thought it was and he wasn’t gonna open his eyes for Enmu of all people. A little voice in the back of his head started squeaking about how disrespectful the lower ranked demon was being but honestly, Akaza didn’t have the energy to scold them right now. Who cared anyway, it was just the two of them and Enmu knew very well that Akaza could obliterate their ass within two seconds, so whatever.

He crossed his arms behind his head, leaning back and enjoying the silence. Well, while it lasted.

Tap.

Nope. Absolutely not.

Tap. 

He was not gonna sacrifice his peace of mind for whatever bullshit Enmu was up to.

Tap tap. Taptaptaptaptap- 

“GAH!” Akaza felt his eyes fly wide open and his foot crashed into the floor next to his seat at something squeezing his knee. A few quick tapping noises and a soft snicker that seemed to come from the walls rather than from the hand that sat patiently in the middle of the gangway, an aura of fake innocence and smugness to it that would’ve driven Akaza up the wall on any other day.

Today though? Maybe it was really only because he was so fed up with this not at all stupid, so much fun mission that he had been trying to complete for weeks now but he had to admit, he felt rather… playful. Daki and Gyutaro had plenty of playfights whenever they all came together and although he’d rather walk straight into the sun than admit it out loud, there was always a sting of jealousy in his chest watching them. He had no one he could do that with - these days he hardly ever came across anyone who a) matched his strength enough for them to actually do something like that, b) had the guts to challenge him and c) didn’t make him want to rip his own head off whenever they opened their mouth. Fucking Douma, honestly.

And sure, Enmu was only a lower moon but they still matched two out of the three necessary criteria, so maybe it was gonna be fun. The hand tapped the floor with its index finger and a mouth appeared on it, stretched into a wide grin. Fuck it, why shouldn’t he play along.

“You have balls, I’ll give you that.” He lunged forward, missing the hand only by a mere inch or so. Hm. Surprising enough. Of course he hadn’t used his full speed but he still had planned on catching the hand. Little fucker was quick - that, or he was more exhausted than he had thought. Maybe both. Probably both.

“That was a good one, Akaza-sama!”

Heavens, he didn’t need this creepy thing giving him compliments- “Hey!” In the brief second he had been busy thinking about how weird it was to literally talk to the hand (he had seen Enmu pull the talk to the hand move on one of the other lower moons once and begrudgingly admitted to himself that that had been pretty cool), said hand had lunged forward to squeeze his knee once more. That brave move brought an end to its attempt at a reign of terror though.

“Gotcha!” Akaza held the hand up by the fingers, pressing them together in a way he hoped wasn’t too painful - he was still having fun and didn’t really want that ruined by Enmu getting hurt and inevitably becoming horny over it - and smirked at the struggling limb. “What do you think you’re doing, huh?”

“Oh, I thought we were playing a little game,” Enmu chirped through the hand’s mouth (hands shouldn’t have mouths, jeez, Enmu was so weird), “Akaza-sama seemed so down on the bench, I thought I might as well try to cheer him up.”

“By sending your creepy hand to squeeze my knee?”

“Yes!” The thumb wriggled excitedly and Akaza was glad he was holding the other fingers hostage so he didn’t have to see them do it as well. “Douma-sama told me about Akaza-sama’s knees being quite, hum, sensitive, I wanted to see for myself!”

“He said that, huh?” Akaza felt heat boiling in his stomach but he couldn’t really tell whether it was anger or horror at the prospect of Douma spreading this particular weakness of his around like hot gossip - not that a vast majority of demons could manage to utilize it against him if he didn’t want them to. Still. Fucking Douma. “Did he tell you what would happen if you got busted by me?”

The hand seemed to stiffen a little at that and Akaza couldn’t help but let out a low chuckle. “That’s what I thought. Tell you what, if you show yourself right now I might go easy on you.”

Silence. He lifted the hand to eye level. “Alright. You brought this upon yourself.”

A shriek echoed from the train’s walls and Akaza felt the corners of his mouth pull up in amazement. All he had done was gently scratch at the soft skin right where regular humans had their artery. “If your wrists are this bad, what about the rest of your hand?”

“Wahait, wait, Akahaza-samahahahaaa!”

Akaza snickered to himself, relentlessly dragging his blunt nails over Enmu’s wrist. (Enmu’s hand’s wrist? This was Enmu’s hand, right? He wondered whether they carried substitute hands in their pockets.) “I am waiting, waiting for you to come out so I can look at your face while I annihilate you.”

There was no real bite to his words and he was sure Enmu could tell - otherwise they would’ve probably thrown themselves in the dirt in front of Akaza already, begging to be left alive. Not that Akaza had the authority to kill the last remaining lower moon just like that but Enmu probably didn’t know that, and honestly, they didn’t need to. He was allowed to keep at least a little bit of his threatening exterior.

Although how threatening could he seem, standing in an empty train and tickling a detached hand? Probably not very, but whatever, looking threatening wasn’t the top priority right now. The top priority remained getting that little weasel Enmu to leave their hiding spot and if he had to bring out the big guns for that, then fine, he’d bring out the big guns.

“AIEEE! Ahahahakazaha-sahahama! Nohot thahahahat!”

Enmu was losing it now and the whole train vibrated as if shaken by their high and shrieky cackles. Akaza allowed himself an evil chuckle. There was something very satisfying about hearing that normally melodic and breathy voice brought to such loud and, dare he say it, ridiculous noises. Especially considering that he wasn’t really doing much aside from gently scribbling over the palm of the hand - as he knew all too well from countless humiliating interactions with Douma, a light touch was often enough to really get someone screaming and Enmu didn’t seem to be the exception to that.

“Ahakazahaha-sahahamaha, unhahand mehehe!”

“Oh, you think you’re really funny, huh?!”

“NAHAHAT THEHE PAHAHALM!”

Growing more hysterical by the second.

“PLEHEHEHEASE!”

Hilarious.

“You know what to do if you want me to stop.” Akaza smirked to himself when a low thud behind him notified him of Enmu’s long overdue surrender and he stopped his attack on the hand to turn around to an absolutely demolished looking lower moon. As soon as he took his fingers off, the limb went limp (Ha ha.) and he gave himself a moment to relish in the sound of Enmu desperately gasping for air. “There you are, you little freak. So I guess that means I win.”

“Ehe, indeed you do. Well played, Akaza-sama.” Enmu got on their knees and grinned up at him, cheeks flushed and lips stretched into a pleased smile; a smile Akaza found himself returning, much to his surprise. “May I have a turn now?”

The upper moon hesitated for a moment. Pausing and really thinking about it, this was beyond inappropriate, but then again… it wasn’t like Muzan-sama didn’t already know about the tickle fights amongst his Kizuki. And even if Enmu went on to tattle about this to Douma, well, it wasn’t like Douma didn’t know about Akaza’s tendency to goof off with the lower moons as well. Or at least his tendency to goof off with a former lower moon. 

Akaza felt the ever so slight hint of a sting in his chest; he knew he shouldn’t, but damn, he missed Rui. He remembered their tickle fights, their games of hide and seek, Rui demanding piggyback rides. And grief was such an embarrassingly human feeling to experience, but to call it anything else would be a lie. For a moment he wondered whether Rui missed him too, watched him even - wouldn’t Rui want him to do this? He could almost sense the kid nudging him from the afterlife - Do it! I haven’t seen you laugh in a while! And Enmu was still there, still looking up at him so expectantly and fuck it, why the hell not! 

“Bring it on, sleeping beauty.”

Maybe it was okay to feel a little human every now and then.

[blamebonk]

uuu..... i tried to send an ask just now and i dont think it worked....... sorry if you get two in your inbox!!

But thank u for sharing HCs (not the original anon but just a hc enthusiast.....) i'd love to hear any more you have for Beel! Or perhaps Lord Diavolo.... he's a very fun character to me

ORRRR, perhaps, any takes on the Devildom/the realms, if youre into thinking about the worldbuilding side..... fank youuou ^_^ i give funny image in exchange

LMAO THANK U!!! I’ll take ur image and give you world building thoughts because that sparked something in my brain

Devildom headcanon talk!

Devildom is so super fun so I like to think the demons come in literally every shape and size, some don’t look human and don’t really have a human form ( more like minotaurs or some deep sea creature). Like okay Beel and Diavolo are big but there’s bigger!

There’s also demons out there that are there purely to harm and kill and there’s no school program or threats from royalty that could change them. Demons like those are like…human world cryptids, a lot of biblical sort of horror too as well.

Now that I think about it ( pretty sure this isn't canon like at all??) but the brothers def weren’t the only angels to fall and I guuuessss some of those guys could have also turned into good ol human looking demons….but I think there’s more that don’t have any ‘humanity’ in them. Not powerful enough to fully survive falling in a way... they look like, freaky as fuck HAHA

Like imagine you’re the human exchange student it’s like your 3rd night here and you look out your window and YOO!! A figure at your window, it’s got a deathly complexion but you can almost feel it’s heart beating from here and it feels like you know them and they're telling you to open the window PLEASE just open the window- they need help- the window- there’s a pounding now it’s eyes are burning into your vision-- oh omg mammons here telling you to come out and eat dinner! Stupid human!

Like I’m not good at horror or writing but you get I’m i'm 'gettin at? more brain vom under here!

So there’s creepy scary demons in devildom and also ones that are spooky but you sit next to em at lunch!! Succubus, incubus, demons of ice, demons of fire, demons with two heads, some with six arms…. Demons the size of houses and some the size of Luke.. some chick you passed in the hall looked really slimy but that could have just been a potion accident ..?? And more with specific powers and stuff!

Maybe I’m injecting a little too much silly fantasy Halloween cartoon special into this but like…is that not fun to think abt? HAHAE

I don’t think ALL these demons go to RAD so I bet Diavolo takes Mc with him on a trip outside of the city one day and is like “ we’ll have a lovely brunch outside with Hebulaie !!” Or something and Hebulaie is 20x TIMES DIAVOLOS' SIZE? LIKE NO WONDER WE’RE OUTISIDE!!

One of Beel’s fangol teammates has a cow head and another looked completely human until he turned around and had warthog tusks.

Brothers aren't exempt either! they're some of the most powerful demons out there. they can't seem human forever. Belphie gives me boogey man vibes, you see the outline of some darker figure at right outside your door in the dark ass hallway and it's like not moving at all. you can sorta make out features but its warped and too dark.... then it fuckin MOVES and u freak the hell out. Belphie snickers at you and hops in bed. ( i would maul him immediately )

When you're trying to sneak up the stairs the attic to figure out why you've been having dreams that wake you up in tears, you get a weird feeling and look down the stairs and are met with Lucifer staring right up at you and directly into your soul eheh.

One of Mammon's poker buddies has an arm made of gold, they can't move it or brake it off since it came from a curse of greed. They will tell you the whole story about how the object that cursed him RIGHTFULLY belongs to him!! you think that's why they're still cursed.

All demons have a few forms too, not just the regular human one with wings or tail! Leviathan probably has a sea serpent form bigger than Lotan...Asmo with a centipede like form,, so many hands and legs...ouhrhhggg

there’s demons but there’s also mythical fauna and flora!!! Like centaurs, fairies, jackalope…but also strange shit like a goat that can eject it’s organs out and you’re like “what’s the purpose of that” ‘n Satan tells you “ it’s carnivorous”…as if that explains anything!!?!?

The gay plant from the white day event that specifically goes after demon noses GHAHA i like to think some devildom florist is probably growing some of and advertising them as a fun prank gift...also the amount of harmful things that target or can be used to target humans that are in every day demon life... so fun!!

you know the weird scenarios that happen in adventure time? like the episode where this group of blank eyed girls scare the hell out of finn and jake and it's just really strange but ultimately harmless? stuff like that happens all the time in Devildom LMAO tons of weird unexplainable things happen and most the time it's like,,,okay going to move on with my day now i guess.

I just realized you said REALMS so i wanna add that the human realm isn't devoid of these things. as much as Dia, Barbs, and Luci may try there are alot of demonic things that live in the human realm. I believe the Sorcerers Society + witch covens are a big part of cover up and 'care'. I like to think that makes Solomon's and Mc's time up in the human realm very interesting, especially when Mc becomes his apprentice! Mc gives the brothers SO many gray hairs.

That's all i have right now, i hope that's what you were askin for? I'd love to hear yours and others HC's and input too!! i'm also a HC enthusiast

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You haven’t asked for a prompt, but here’s one that just occurred to me:

Peter Vincent x Lucian at a pride parade 🏳️‍⚧️ 🏳️‍🌈

Ah, forgive the lateness for this, didn't even realize I had something in my inbox, been on my phone most of the past few days.

As is typical with most of my aus for this ship, Peter is a trans man, and he and Lucian are bi.

On with the fic!

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"I know crowds aren't your thing, but come on! This is fun!" Peter grinned, gripping Lucian's hand. "You don't have to, ya know, be all out and proud like some of us, but join in!"

Lucian made a noise in his throat, looking around at all the people in the street. Many were dressed for the occasion, wearing their colors for their sexualities, genders, and identities in all manner of ways. From bracelets to flag capes, to shirts and hats and shoes, and pins, and all other manner of wearable things. It was more color than Lucian was used to, and he had lived through the seventies and eighties of the 20th century.

Still, Peter invited him to Pride here in Las Vegas, and he agreed to go.

Though he had opted out of dressing for the event, preferring to keep to his more casual wear (mainly forgoing his jacket), while Peter wore his typical goth-y attire, but with a lot more color to it.

Mostly pink, purple, and blue, which was the bi flag, as Peter stated. Where he found a fishnet top in those colors, Lucian had no clue, but it seemed to show off his top surgery scars in a way that Peter liked, so Lucian just accepted that this was his attire for the day.

"Crowds make me nervous." Lucian commented. "You know this."

"These are our people, in the queer sense, not the... monster sense, we're not going to be in danger with them about. Don't lycans have pride?"

"We have pride, in the sense of honor and respect for our people, but if you mean are there queer lycans, yes, there are. Many of my people chose to become lycans to escape the hatred humans placed upon them for their identities." Lucian replied. Then added, "Also, you know I am not opposed to dating different genders."

"Right, right." Peter nodded before looking at things at the booths lining the streets, where vendors were selling flags, stickers, pins, all sorts of things. "Should get you somethin'."

"I do not need anything. I'm comfortable keeping things to myself."

"Yeeeeaaaahhhh, but come on, humor me." Peter snorted as he picked up a charm of a heart and a rooster, snickering at it, before grabbing at a beaded necklace in multiple colors.

Lucian sighed. "Fine, I shall humor you. But please pick something fitting of my tastes, no weird shit. Or dog things." He said, watching as someone walked by in a strange, leather mask that looked a bit like a dog. Or was it a horse?

"Right, got it." Peter muttered as Lucian looked at the humans milling about. How strange that times have changed since his younger years, when humans were so aggressive about any of this sort of pride of self.

It was a nice change, humans were learning, that's something.

Though Lucian did have to wonder about some of the ways of expression, seemed a bit annoying to others to be blowing a cheap, plastic horn covered in rainbow stickers in people's faces. He glowered at the man as he approached with it, and the man quickly moved away.

"Alright, got ya somethin'." Peter said, distracting Lucian from the crowds.

In his lover's hand was a simple bracelet, looked like leather, stained in the bisexual colors. "Does this work for you?" Peter asked, holding it out.

"Yes, that is perfect." Lucian nodded, it looked nice, very well crafted. He held out his wrist and Peter put it on him with a grin. From what Lucian could see, Peter had bought himself a number of pins that had some rather lewd things written on them, and a few metal bracelets along with his own leather one to match.

"Fuck yeah, there we go, all bi and proud or whatever. Come on, the vendor said there's one of those cool mobile bar things driving down the streets, let's get on it."

Lucian rolled his eyes, of course, and he took Peter's hand, letting himself be dragged through the sea of excited, prideful humans.

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I've never been to an actual Pride event that wasn't being held at a con, but from what I've seen of stories and videos, you can find some cool stuff from vendors at them. And lots, and lots of colors.

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NSFW 18+ Kitten - Dom! Bakugo x Sub! Reader

WARNING: Characters are consenting and 18+, bdsm, master, swearing, sexual content, spitting, collars, leash, butt plug, pet play, etc.

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A/N: ASDFGHJKL I didn’t expect to get this far but it did so uh enjoy. Send in any request. My inbox is open and enjoy ✨

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"Stand in the corner." Katsuki ordered.

You did as your told. You have not been listening all week and your boyfriend was quite fed up with it. You usually are a good submissive with bratty attributes here and there when you didn't get your way. One of the many things Katsuki adored and despised about you. He has already put you over his knee once this week and it still didn't work. He figured you may be on your period or something so he tried his best not to be on your case, but he has had enough.

Now, you're naked in the corner of your bedroom. You watched as your significant other dig through his box of goodies to use on you.

"Ah, here it is!" Katsuki exclaims in satisfaction as he brings out a leash and collar.

You gulp the lump in your throat and cross your arms. Katsuki turns to face you with a smirk.

"Yeah, you know what this is. Now," he sits on the bed and pats his knee, "get on your knees and crawl to your Master."

You shook your head no, being defiant. You were in a bratty mood and you did not feel like being submissive. You also did not want the leash and collar. Katsuki did not appreciate the defiance, of course, and he raised an eyebrow.

"Tch. That's funny, I don't remember it being a fucking question, kitten. So, I suggest you get your ass over here before I make your punishment ten times worse," Katsuki warned in annoyance, "unless you want another spanking." He uses his quirk to add emphasis to his words.

Flashbacks from past punishments ran through your brain. Knowing that Katsuki isn't playing, you - reluctantly - get on your knees and crawl over to him. You place your head on his left knee cap, meeting his crimson orbs. It felt like he was seeing right through your soul which is so intimidating.

Katsuki pats your head.

"Good girl. Now," he brings out a black leather collar and starts putting it around your neck, "behave while I put this on."

You felt as Katsuki tightened the collar a little tighter than preferred, but still enough where you can breathe. He places his index and middle finger in between the collar and your neck to make sure it wasn't too tight.

"Perfect."

He gets the all black leash out and attaches it to the collar. You huffed then pout, not wanting it on you at all. Katsuki pulls you up to meet his face with his by pulling the leash. You choke a little as the collar got tighter around your neck in that moment. Katsuki's interrogating eyes met your trembling ones.

"Don't pout, kitten. You brought this on yourself." Katsuki chuckles before biting your bottom lip. Then, he starts making out with you. You couldn't help but give in to his kisses. They were the best you have ever had. So full of love and passion.

Katsuki pulls away and sticks his index and middle finger in your mouth for you to suck on his fingers. You did it with joy as he started going down your throat causing you to gag some. Katsuki smirked.

"You are about to choke on more than my fingers, kitten. Get on your knees."

You do as your told. Katsuki then uses his hand to grab your chin vigorously. You trembled under his rough yet soft touch.

"Open your mouth, slut."

You open your mouth into a little O for Katsuki to spit in your mouth. The spit rolls down your tongue and down your throat. You smiled at this action and Katsuki pat your head in approval.

"You liked that, didn't you? I know you did, kitten." Katsuki praises.

Katsuki begins unbuckling his pants and pulling out his hard dick. He smirked as he saw your eyes glimmer at the sight of his throbbing cock.

"Yeah, I know you want this. Look at you. Practically foaming at the mouth for my huge cock. Don't worry, I will not make you wait any longer," he uses the leash to pull you closer to his shaft, "enjoy every inch."

You lick his erected member, making sure to go over the exposed veins. You reach the tip and start swirling your tongue around it. You then begin sucking on it, slowly taking in each inch. Katsuki and you have been together for a long period of time, but your gag reflex still isn't used to how big his dick is. This man is packing.

While you're taking in his cock, you use your hand to massage his balls. Katsuki let's out groans and moans in pleasure. This helped you continue doing the task at hand. You wanted to feel every inch down your throat and make Katsuki proud.

Katsuki rested his hands in your hair and even control the speed of your abilities.

"Fuck, baby.." He groans in pleasure with his head back. "You feel so fucking good. You love my cock down your pretty fucking throat, don't ya?"

You couldn't answer as you bobbed your head up and down.

"Fuck yeah you do. You're my little cock hungry slut."

Katsuki continue to moan and groan. You could feel his dick pulsate as he is precum entered your mouth. You continued going to work as you wanted his cum to feel your mouth. Just when you thought he was about to do so, he pulled you off his dick by your hair. You frown at this.

"Tsk. You thought I was going to cum in your mouth? Good girls get to enjoy their Master's cum. Brats do not."

Katsuki let's go of your hair.

"Put your hands in front of me."

You do as your told and Katsuki ties the leash around your wrist. You liked the pressure it put on your neck from it pulling your collar.

"On the bed on all four's."

You do as your told, your bruised ass for his viewing. Katsuki smirked at the sight. He was definitely an ass man and he enjoyed the view of your ass any chance he got. Especially if it was marked up from him. This raised his ego even more.

You wondered what was taking him a bit when you felt a lubricated butt plug enter your ass. You whine as it enters you.

"M-Master.."

"Shut up. You know you like it." Katsuki snickers before entering his index and middle finger your pussy. "All this damn whining yet you're soaked. Obviously, you're enjoying yourself."

"I'm not!" You lied.

"Oh really?" Katsuki takes his fingers out of your vagina and walks over to you, putting his fingers in front of your face. "Taste yourself and tell me how you're not enjoying it."

You denied his orders, burying your face into the satin sheets.

"Tch. That's what I thought," he makes his way back to behind you, giving you a hard smack on your ass. "Now, where were we."

You yelp in pain as his hand collided with the biggest bruise on your ass. He chuckled.

Katsuki puts his hands on both of your hips and pulls you close to him. You feel his still hard cock enter your soaked warm walls and he starts thrusting. You moan in pleasure.

"Fuck," Katsuki groans, "your pussy feels so tight around my cock. You love it when I fuck you senseless, don't you?"

You were too busy moaning to answer. A hard slap on your ass made you respond.

"Yes Master! I love it!"

"Damn right you do."

Katsuki continues thrusting in and out of your cunt. He even spanked your ass from time to time to cause pain shooting through your body, but he knew you liked it. Katsuki kept going more aggressive, groaning and moaning swear words.

"M-Master, I'm a-about to c-"

"You better fucking not." Katsuki growled.

"B-but Master!" You sobbed.

"Don't make me repeat myself."

You whined as Katsuki continues thrusting in you. You did your best to hold your cum, but Katsuki was not holding back. In fact, he became more aggressive and faster. Without permission and even your own doing, you came all over Katsuki's still hard dick. Katsuki did not comment on it, though, as he is almost at his limit. Not even a minute later, Katsuki's cum flowed into your vagina. He stood there for a second, letting his cock rest in you.

Katsuki pulls out and retrieves a wash cloth from the bathroom. He cleans you up and takes your leash off.

"Master, what about my collar and butt plug?"

"You sleeping with both of those tonight." Katsuki states as he wipes your mouth before kissing your lips.

"B-but Master.." You pout.

"No if's, ands, or buts about it. If you would've been a good kitten from the start, I wouldn't have to do this," he pats your thigh gently, "let's go shower and get ready for bed, kitten."

"Yes Master."

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[tickle-bugs]

far be it from me to avoid soliciting more CR fic, especially from an author whose work i am always respectfully 👀 at - may I request 30 with any characters of your choice? -Chock

omg,,, thee @chockfullofsecrets of critickle role fame? in my inbox? Such a special occasion deserves one in return: have my very first attempt at a CR fic :)

30. “I’m not ticklish, who do you think I am?”

Please hold off sending new ficlet requests for now! I'm trying to catch up :)

“I’m not ticklish. Who do you think I am? Caleb?” Molly huffs, staring Jester down. He recognizes that look on her face--wide, sparkling eyes, a tail twitching with promises of tickly ruin--and he wants it, badly, but his pride is at stake here.

“Sounds like something a ticklish person would say~” She singsongs, making another swipe at him. He dances out of her reach.

“Mr. Mollymauk.” Caleb’s voice pierces the air. Molly freezes, then turns slowly on his heel.

“Yes, Mr. Widogast?” He means for it to come out snarky, but he lands just shy of breathless. Caleb’s giving him that look, which means he heard him. Shit.

“Come here.” A pause, then softer: “You too, Jester. You should see this.”

Molly all-but-drifts over to Caleb, feeling like a fish on a hook of his own making. Jester skips along behind him, her mischievously hungry gaze rising goosebumps along his arms.

“We can--ah, we can talk about this, can’t we?”

“You seem plenty inclined to talk already.” Caleb pulls him close, back to chest, and his hands roam up Molly’s torso. His first thought of Ah, that’s quite nice actually immediately evaporates into a wave of snickers as Caleb kneads into his sides.

“Molly, you lied to me?” Jester gasps, and well, that doesn’t bode well for him.

“‘Lie’ is such a strong word--”

Jester crowds in close, practically vibrating, and she buries her hands beneath his arms. She discovers the devastating effectiveness of gentle touch a little too quickly for Molly’s liking, but then Caleb’s spinning him around and he’s face to face with a decidedly worse threat: Caleb’s smirking at him. Not that he can see much, anyways--his eyes are wrenched shut in laughter.

“Does someone have a ticklish tummy?” Jester giggles evilly, not even attempting baby talk, and claws at Molly’s middle. He jumps into full-blown laughter, sucking in his quivering stomach, but Jester presses her thumbs in and he shrieks.

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” Caleb murmurs into his ear, and Molly can fucking hear his grin. Wizard’s on the menu tonight--Molly is going to string Widogast up and devastate him. Jester would be dessert.

It can’t get worse until it does--Caleb worms a hand up the back of Molly’s shirt and starts playing with the thin skin between his shoulderblades. Molly digs his claws into Caleb’s ratty coat and jumps, somewhere between climbing him to get away and toppling him over.

Jester giggles and squeezes at his hips, fascinated by the desperate, wheezy noises floating out of him. Caleb spreads a strong palm over Molly’s back, scritching gently but persistent, and the conflict between the two sets of hands finally pushes him to at least try getting away.

“Okay, gods above, Caleb i-it tihickles!” He shoves at Caleb’s chest, tossing his head back.

“Hey, I’m helping too!” Jester pokes along Molly’s ribs in strikes more precise than Beau could ever hope for. He jolts at every touch.

“Hm, that’s nice,” Caleb hooks his chin over Molly’s shoulder, likely sharing a smile with Jester, “But that is not what I asked you.”

Oh, now that’s just cruel.

“I-I cahahan’t!” He whines, hoping for some pity.

“Then perhaps I will keep going, until you have something worthwhile to say.” Caleb massages his thumbs into Molly’s lower back, just into the little dimples there, and Molly screeches. His fingers work nice and slow into either side of his spine and it tickles, fuck--

A hand grabs his tail and he whirls around, chest burning, to meet a very smug-looking Jester. She knows. She’s a Tiefling, of course she knows, but the promise of what’s to come sends all shreds of his pride out the window.

“I beg of you, don’t--”

“Jester, what are you doing?” The curiosity in Caleb’s voice sends a shiver down Molly’s spine.

“Tieflings have very sensitive tails. Sometimes it’s, like, a sexy thing, but usually it just tickles a bunch--” She scritches a claw over the heart-shaped end of Molly’s tail-- “Isn’t that right?”

Mollymauk has left the building. He’s got fight and flight covered--he keeps flopping between giggling like a madman into the open air and cackling wildly into Caleb’s shoulder. If they weren’t holding him up, he’d certainly be in a heap on the ground.

He tries to pull his tail from her grasp but she’s got a good grip on it, and when she spreads her claws over the tip of it, a debilitating zing! races down his spine and into his limbs. He feels it in his muscles everywhere, absolutely alight with sparks, and that unbearable little tickle shuts his whole body down.

“Think before you speak next time, ja?” Caleb tilts his chin up, the ghost of a smile playing at his lips.

Molly’s too caught up on his laughter and the idea of a ‘next time’ to offer any coherent replies.

[rainydayhogwartsimagines]

I'm back in your inbox again😭😭(hope u don't find me annoying) can I request something like when the Hogwarts teachers get ahold of muggle technology n does online class and reader lives in a noisy place and then their mom got mad at them for not thawing the chicken and Snape ends up muting them in their zoom call LMAOOO

PS. I hope this made sense cause my English became horrible 🗿🗿

Idk how you're adding pictures in but you are fucking hysterical and I love it.

God damn the pandemic. It was an annoying ass school year but Hogwarts had the common sense to give the students laptops for online schooling. It was a pain in the ass for everyone involved. Poor McGonagall had no idea how to run an online course, only sticking to Google Classrooms and no calls. The only teacher who truly had his shit together was Snape. However he now had new excuses to ignore students he didn't like.

You were somewhere in the middle of like and dislike for Snape. He didn't seem to hate you. He didn't like your existence but he tolerated you. But today that tolerance was gone. Construction was being done on your upstairs bathroom while you were in a zoom call. So all Snape was hearing was a lot of hammering and drilling, followed by your dad yelling at his brother for doing something wrong.

"Miss Y/n could you answer number nine?" Snape asked. You unmuted yourself and a loud bang rang out making students jump as ceiling tile fell to the floor. "ooohhh shit." You muttered. "DAN. TELL ME YOU DID NOT JUST DO WHAT I THINK YOU DID!?" your dad shouted from across the house as he was grabbing a tool he left downstairs. "The answer is polyjuice--" another bang rang out and your Uncle ran downstairs, walking down the hall before another bang and ceiling tile clocked him in the head. Fred nearly passed out from laughter seeing the chaos in the background as you remuted yourself. "Right... Thank you." Snape said, eyeing the situation behind you as your Uncle slowly stood up and more ceiling tile knocked the poor guy back down making George fall over.

You for the most part tried to keep quiet and you did up until your mom came home and saw ceiling tile everywhere. "Miss Y/n, can you answer question 53?" Snape asked you. You hesitantly unmuted yourself as your mother yelled at your dad. "OH MY GOD. WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!?" she yelled. "Mom. I'm in a call can you--" "AND YOU. YOU DIDN'T THAW THE DAMN CHICKEN!" she said. "I'm in class--" "I GAVE YOU ONE JOB. YOU ARE SITTING AT THE KITCHEN TABLE. IT IS RIGHT THERE." she said. "Mom. Seriously. I'm in class--" "I KNOW. HI SEVERUS." she said. "...Hello M/n." Snape greeted slowly. "IT. IS. RIGHT. THERE." "Just order out" you suggested. "WE CAN'T BECAUSE YOUR UNCLE KNOCKED OVER THE ADDRESS SIGN." She sighed. "How the hell did he manage to do that!?" You asked. "He has the motor functions of a blind service dog, you know this. I know this. The ceiling tile on the floor knows this." She said earning snickers from students. "Mom... I'm still in class and I'm supposed to be answering a question so--" "Here's a question. Why can you seem to never be able to thaw chicken but are able to make six separate cups of coffee?" She said making you sigh. Fred unmuted himself and laughed. "Y/n you stil haven't answered." Fred said. "What's the question--" "I just said the question!" "not you mom!" You sighed. Another bang rang out and Snape let out a long sigh, muting you. You saw the red symbol and you put your face in your hands. "What?" Your mom asked.

"Snape muted me because I was too loud." You sighed. "Christ. He was like that in school too." Your mom huffed before tile hit the floor again making George almost red in the face from laughter as he saw it fall. "DAN I SWEAR TO GOD I AM GOING TO BEAT YOUR ASS!" Your mother shouted right as Snape unmuted you. You facepalmed and Fred had water shoot out of his nose. Again, you were greeted with the mute symbol and even Draco was having a difficult time keeping it together. An argument between your parents and uncle ensued in the background. To anyone else watching you it seemed relatively peaceful considering the shaking and falling tile seemed to come to a halt.

However when Snape unmuted you it was absolute unhinged chaos. "YOU HAVE THE FUCKING MOTOR FUNCTIONS OF AN INBRED SLOTH YOU DAMN IDIOT!" your mother shouted. "Is your wife always this pleasant or is this your anniversary?" Your uncle asked earning a snort from Seamus. "THIS IS WHY I MARRIED YOUR BROTHER." earning shocked looks from a couple of students and Snape didn't exactly know how to react. "WELL AT LEAST I CAN ACTUALLY WORK UNLIKE YOU!" your Uncle yelled making a couple of students gape. "THIS IS WHY YOU'RE ADOPTED." Your dad yelled making you gape along with everyone else. "AT LEAST I WASN'T AN ACCIDENT!" Your Uncle said making everyone in the call stare in awe. Snape didn't know what to do and you sighed, gritting your teeth as you listened to the adults argue.

"Professor. Excuse me." You said calmly before you took your earbud out. "SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP." you yelled making Dean topple out of his seat and Cedric have to close his computer because he was laughing too hard.

That was the last time Snape ever selected you for a call. And you definitely did not win house cup that year.

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[rabcantswim]

in the meantime of me working on rcu (regulus cinematic universe), i thought about just sharing some of my own headcanons of other characters who may or may not intervene in regulus's story. these things i will be describing have still happened and are sort of canon in the world where my short stories take place.

please do keep in mind that we all envision marauders & co. in different ways which means my marlene/mary/sirius/remus might not fit your own imagination exactly. i am just opening my imagination to you and you are more than welcome to take whatever fits for your own depiction of the character and leave the rest be. no need for crude words if you do not agree.

if you'll have any questions about a headcanon or are curious to know more of my ideas about a certain character(s) who hadn't been mentioned more in depth - my inbox is open so please redirect your possible questions over there :)

♙dorcas headcanons over here♙ → mary headcanons over here ←

now without further ado i think i can start with marlene mckinnon:

she's a gryffindor, and she's bisexual, she/her/they pronouns

in my mind, she is blonde forever, I'm boring like that

i imagine she would play quidditch, not sure about her position yet, i think she would either be a chaser or a beater. i feel like she's very tall and lean but that girl could break rocks with her hands, like for some reason she has a lot of upper body strength? she would definitely want to prove that she'd excel in any position no matter her gender.

she would act very confident but when the doubt settled in, she had a tough time getting back up, but she did every single time.

i don't like when people say she's "the female sirius" because no, she's not. but i imagine her and sirius having the biggest sibling dynamic? like.. let's set the scene..

marlene comes to breakfast and has some information sirius is interested in and he's prepared himself breakfast (like a toast with something on it, idk). marlene decides she wants to trade the information for the toast to which sirius rolls his eyes and has a whole dramatic speech.

"you're so lazy sometimes marlene, you have everything right in front of you, but you still want my toast just because it's mine! ..........fine!"

of course, he gives it to her but after a few bites, she finds a hair in between her teeth and accuses sirius because it's a dark one. and he is so offended which leads to another dramatic exchange.

"MY HAIR DOES NOT FALL OFF MARLENE, SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

to which she retorts

"I CAN LITERALLY SEE A BALD SPOT ON YOUR HEAD SIRIUS, YOU'RE GOING TO BE BALD BEFORE TWENTY! IT'S THE RESULT OF YEARS OF INBREEDING, THANK YOUR STUPID RELATIVES FOR THAT ONE!"

meanwhile, peter is sitting opposite them snickering. he leans towards james and tells him "that didn't look like a human hair" hinting that it must have stuck to sirius when he was in dog form. james elbows him and tells him to stfu because someone could overhear them.

but that is basically how i envision their dynamic goes, big-time mean siblings vibes. but they would die for the other. marlene means a whole lot to sirius.

marlene in my head is very blunt, she just tells it how it is. but she can definitely sweet talk if she needs to but it takes some effort to not blurt out what she thinks.

when mary gets attacked (more on that in her hc) marlene tries her best to make mary feel whole again. they were never the best of friends, they only ever spoke because of their mutual friendship with lily but when mary gets attacked marlene is there for her.

marlene invites mary to watch her quidditch practices and matches so that she doesn't have to be alone at weekends. she sits with mary in the library when she studies, when they have classes together, she accompanies her to the great hall or to the dormitory, or anywhere she wants to go. marlene just really wants to be there if anyone tries to attack mary again.

(a personal favorite of mine) she was moody's favorite out of all the 'kids' the order took in. when he's showing the picture of the old order, he's the one that would mention marlene first, and say that she was his favorite because she was a quick thinker and picked up on a lot of things fast. she was as bold as brass which he liked about her very much. not to mention they had the same sense of humor so she would make him cackle all the time.

marlene was extremely good at nonverbal spells, to the point that she gave moody a hard time when they were training for duels. that's the main reason he can't fathom how deatheaters got her along with her whole family.

and in a strange way, he still doesn't seem to understand, tonks reminds him of marlene.

marlene dates gwenog jones shortly after finishing at hogwarts. it's canon in hp that gwenog leads the holyhead harpies. hestia jones gets tickets to her cousins' match and marlene tags along. and since hestia is gwenog's cousin marlene gets to meet her after the match and they immediately hit it off but they do inevitably break up.

too many similarities can turn into a problem sometimes, and since they were both focused on very different things and gwenog needed to travel because of her job, they decided to just break it off. but who knows what would have happened if war wasn't holding marlene back.

marlene's father is quite old when she gets out of school. he gets easily fooled at diagon alley by a witch who sells him some potions ingredients. she gave him a whole heavy bag and three weeks later the bag started moving. there was a dragon egg smuggled in that bag and it hatched.

the dragon scratches mr mckinnon and marlene has to take him to st. mungos which is where she meets marcus diggory (my personal oc).

marcus is the younger brother of amos diggory. at mungo's he works in the department which takes care of injuries caused by magical beasts (he has many years of experience thanks to his brother amos who mingled with magical creatures his whole life)

marlene talks about marcus in front of the marauders and lily. she mentions that he must be around their own age, is very handsome - all the nurses and patients swoon over him all the time (him and cedric, who at that point in time is like 2 y.o. look almost identical) - and would be valuable for the order. it's always good to have someone who is a healer in the team.

marlene only thinks of him as a great addition to their cause. she tries to get to know him better to decide if he's trustworthy.

on the other hand the moment he saw her marcus developed a huuuuge crush on marlene and later accepts the invitation to the order in hopes that he'll be able to see marlene more often.

although marcus joins because of a selfish reason once he enters the order properly he realizes how serious the situation is and stays not only because of marlene, but because he wants to genuinely help end the war.

him and marlene finally become a thing shortly before she dies.

sirius, marcus, and alice longbottom along with other order members are the ones that find her and her family dead in their home. they were too late to help.

[aka-indulgence]

Okay- so I'm not asking for much from my understanding, or really anything specific- I just would like a gay imagine for my female brain because having a soft male mc/reader with a nice husbando or a big heckin' tough-seeming monster wifeu to this smoll gf mc/reader. May you please grant this wish of mine to see any imagines you have involving the gays? If not- thank you for at least existing so that we can try to make each others days better and not so bleek.

(Going through inbox again!)

Anon I hope you’re still here because I love this ask, hell yea- And thank you for existing and sending this ask because ovo I too think that sounds, mm, pretty nice-

(So there was an ask similar to this asking what would be different in the fics if reader was male- but for the life of me I can’t freaking find it ;A;;; … So here’s more behsbesh)

For A Murderer in the Subway,

Yes, reader as a male is sof and smol, and the absolute love of Sans’ life. He’s small, he’s cute, and he’s soft to touch… (You) don’t think yourself as very… Masculine so to say… Fidgets with his hands a lot, fiddling with the hem of his shirt and shy, always hesitating to make the first move in a conversation or any other interaction, so to say. And Sans… Sans is the most fucking intimidating, uh… Man he’s ever met, tall, big, with enough strength to snap him like a twig if he wanted to. He wears a tie because of work, and what do you know, Sans likes that… In a scene like in chapter 3, Sans will most definitely play with it, tugging it and tightening it if only to watch him struggle more, but… Once Sans stops being a douchebag and stop, er… Touching him without him wanting it… Well-

Here you have the smol, sof boy of a human, with a crooked smile on him and the giant, don’t-ya-fuckin’-touch-my-lovely-husband monster of a skeleton behind him, cracking knuckles for anyone who tries to give shit to his sweet bf. Reader’s has been told he’s weak and that he’s spineless- for being so passive. He prefers to be passive- he doesn’t have… That much physical strength, and when you’re a guy in a city like this… They expect you to fight, and so he tries to keep as invisible as possible, so as to not look like a weakling. What does Sans say to that?

“so… ya can’t punch, huh? then i’ll just do the punching-”

“Sans, no!”

Sans wants the exact same thing as he does with female reader in the fic- a lot of affection, touching and holding him close, and fucking. He doesn’t hide the fact that he’s absolutely enamored with a human male… And when human-sourced stigma around the fact that a male monster is with a male human- reader will be worried and afraid the both will be attacked by rival gangsters and homophobic people alike- but he doesn’t have to worry. All Sans needs to do is to show how much he’s more… Capable in hurting them, possibly making a few permanent reminders of why not to bother the murderous, sharp toothed skeleton with the tiny human… It wouldn’t be a problem.

As for big scary wifey and smol gf…. Sans’ll wear the same exact clothes as she does as a guy, hoodie and shirt and pants with black shoes…

… She’s still the same, touchy, thirsty, kidnap-y skeleton as her male counterpart- difference being she’ll be less gropey, preferring to give many… Uncomfortably light touches, teasing and suggestive. Tugging at her clothes, a hand sliding down her back, playing with her hair, making her phalanges linger in a few places more than you’d like. Once everything calms down and like the other guy- learned not to be a jerk to the tiny scared thing reader is, you’ve got yourself a big scary wife who has a tiny gf she’ll protect with her life. Reader’ll be more easily, er.. ‘coaxed’ into her cuddles, Sans preferring to stay in bed a lot with her, giving lots of kisses to the face. She’ll give more teasing and suggestive comments and questions to you while giving those light touches, by the soft, squishiness of the human body.

Female Sans with reader when everything’s cleared up would have… A lot more talking than physical contact than male Sans when it comes to showing affection- though it’s still a big part of it. She’ll compliment you a lot, encourage you a lot, remind you how pretty and hot you are- and she’ll be snickering smugly when you turn into a blushing mess from all her words. “cute.” is her favorite phrase.

Like the gay couple above, female reader would be worried about discrimination, preferring to stay inside, and even Sans understands what could come, she’s female herself, and while she’s made a name for herself… She still remembers the shit some people give her for having the monster equivalent of having two X chromosomes- but she’s never have a problem with that, why should this be a problem? Anyone call you or her a freak or anything else-

“hey sweetheart, look who jus’ appeared in the ‘missing people’ list in the mornin’ news!”

“Sans- wait you didn’t-”

“whoops, that scum deserved it-”

[the-clocktower]

Hey, CW! I love your blog and personally apologize that you were forced into making it (I feel that on many levels), but, uh, quick question... how bad are you at web design because this design is awful and I'm sorry. The body text is a poor font choice for readability, the tag color is the same as the background, everything blends in FAR too much, there's no visuals whatsoever which is fine, maybe, if the colors differed, but you NEED a background of #4d0066 and an off-white text and also

Danny waited patiently after explaining his plan clearly and concisely, giving his friends the time that they needed to think everything over before deciding. He gave them twelve seconds, which, really, that was plenty of time. “So? C’mon, let’s get to work! CW is only gonna be distracted so long.”

“No, no, no, back up here. You stole their laptop- They have a laptop?” Tucker looked some mixture of delighted and confused, Danny feeling a surge of empathy for the same exact feelings he had gone through when discovering the laptop and subsequently the blog that CW had actually made (an event shortly followed by Danny being forced to sit down and finish his homework). “And you want to… what do you want to do?”

“Change their blog, duh. I mean, look- Here, let me show you what it looks like right now.” Danny, still in his ghost form, flew over to Sam’s large and ridiculously extravagant bed before letting himself fall and bounce a couple times before settling, making sure he was stable before pulling the borrowed laptop out of his backpack.

Sam and Tucker were quick to settle on either side of him, both of them making similar noises of disgust and horror once Danny brought up the correct blog, which, thank you, honestly. CW finally made a blog and apparently knew nothing about design.

“Jesus… I feel like I might actually cry over this- Did they use the same color for the text and background- What is this font- Danny. Danny, I can’t- I’m having an attack.” Tucker dramatically clutched his heart and fell backwards as he ‘died,’ Danny snorting as he turned to Sam.

“Well… it could definitely use some work,” Sam admitted, taking the laptop and getting to the customization screen in a few short clicks. “There, now if anything happens, they can blame me and you won’t have to go around pouting at being yelled at.”

“I don’t pout,” Danny muttered, leaning up against Sam as Tucker scrambled and moved to sit on Sam’s other side so she was now in the middle, laptop easily reachable by all of them. “Okay, so, that background color has got to go first. Like. Now.”

“No, no, we need a title for this blog first,” Tucker argued, leaning over to jab a finger at the screen. “Look at that empty space. It’s making me cry, Danny.”

“Boys, boys, settle down,” Sam made a clicking noise with her tongue, clicking around on the screen before bringing up a list of themes - free ones, Danny noticed. Honestly, disgustingly rich and she still searched for whatever was free or cheapest, which… fair. “We’re changing this blog theme, first. It’s disgusting.”

The three were silent as they scrolled through the choices, communicating in grunts, mutters, and disgusted noises. Danny was almost sure they wouldn’t actually get anywhere before he was jabbing the screen hard enough to move it, “There. That one. It’s perfect-”

“We are not giving him a Miraculous Ladybug themed blog, Danny,” Sam sighed, Danny offended at how Jazz the tone she used was. “We’re all better than that.”

“Speak for yourself,” Tucker snorted, finally shaking his head. “Forget it, colors and title first, then blog. At least with colors we’ll know what we’re looking for better, right?”

“Alright, alright,” Sam groaned. “Colors and title first. What should we use for a title? I don’t know enough about them to choose anything good.”

Danny blinked as the two turned to look at him, panicking for a moment before blurting out the first thing that came to mind. The looks only turned into confused frowns and baffled expressions, which, okay, fair, since Danny had spoken in Latin.

Clearing his throat, he spoke it more clearly, giving a shrug, “Pulvis et umbra sumus. It’s something I learned when they were helping me with Latin, it just means we are but dust and shadow.”

Sam and Tucker went quiet, shared a look, and then nodded together before Sam was typing it in with a quiet, “Fitting.” It really was, when Danny thought about it, so, there. That was one thing done. “Okay, next up is title font.”

Clicking open the options, Tucker was half-shouting at once, “Comic Sans! Sam, we gotta give him Comic Sans-”

“No, no, choose that Grumpy one, now that is perfect.” Plus CW’s reaction would be hilarious.

“What? No- Comic Sans!”

“But Tuck, c’mon, the pun-”

“Both of you shut up,” Sam snapped, glaring at the two of them almost at once which was actually impressive, if Danny had to admit to it. “We’re giving them 1785 Baskerville.”

Danny and Tucker were both quiet, sharing a long look before Tucker decided he wanted to become a ghost ahead of schedule, “Boo, you goth.” He was shoved off the bed for his troubles, something which Danny managed to not laugh at if only so he wasn’t shoved off as well.

Once Tucker crawled back onto the bed they got back to designing, arguing over colors (“Oh my God, it should not be taking this long to have a sample color just pick something!”), font choices (“No, screw you both, we’re going to use Google Fonts like a normal family we are not having another fight over this!”), and which theme they should go with (“You know what? Screw it- Screw it! We’re just going to use the Tumblr Official theme like heathens and edit that!”)

It was taking longer than Danny thought it would, but slowly and surely the blog was coming together, Tucker having firmly taken over once it got to the actual coding part of the website, which was how they ended up with transparent textures to go with their background color (“Aw, but, guys, c’mon, this texture looks like stars! How cool is that!”), a transparent texture for the posts themselves (“I know you like your stars, Danny, but it won’t work with the font color and look, the parchment fits, don’t you think?”), and even a cooler looking blog title (“You know what? Here, no, we’ll put a text-shadow command on the title- There. That looks pretty cool, don’t you think?”)

There were a few hiccups along the way in choices (“No, no, make his avatar shape a square, because… you know. He’s such a square.”), but at the end they had a nice blog that really had taken way too long and Danny was half-certain that CW was about to show up and yell at them any second.

“You know,” Sam said at the very end, “This is still kind of a boring looking blog, everything considered. We could have gone way more crazy with all of this.”

“I mean… yeah, I guess so,” Danny admitted, closing the laptop and carefully putting it back in his bag. “But I didn’t want to like, you know, really make something crazy, I guess. I mean… Their blog sucked, but it’s still their blog, you know?” Danny shrugged, floating off the bed and giving a light stretch. “Dunno, just figured I’d tweak it a little to fit them better instead of having them waste time on it. You know, show off that wise old mentor who cares and has everything together and stuff thing.”

Danny barely even finished before a pillow being thrown at his face, Tucker laughing as Sam booed him. “You’re too nice! Get that sickeningly sweet attitude out of my room!” She was grinning even as she ‘yelled’ at him, Danny rolling his eyes with a laugh as he did as told.

Not even half an hour later and Danny was back where he started, laptop returned to its proper place and back open and waiting.

It was the latest ask that he saw in the inbox that had him pausing, Danny reading through the ask and unable to help himself whatsoever as he snickered before clicking the ask to respond.

you know what asker? you’re absolutely right so lets try this out

-Danny

            [Story and blog re-design by ibelieveinahappilyeverafter.]

[apricot-kingdom]

I'm here to torture myself so I'mma need that Morishipping hot take. 🥵

Send me a ship in my inbox and I’ll grade it -accepting

Morishipping (Yami Bakura x Hiroto):

B: Its really cute / D: I’m neutral on it

Honestly I ship them both with other characters usually, and your the only person I really see make art of them. But in saying that I think your arts really cute of them and I love seeing what you have on them which is why I think  the ships cute-I love seeing your pictures on them >u

But otherwise I’m neutral on it, I don’t do a lot with Hiroto-but I still think they could be quiet cute together and have a cool potential, even though I do still think in most cases I’d ship (relationship wise) them with other people more so then each other.

Hot takes under the cut:

Canon: 

Hiroto was a bit on the outside of the group a bit more so I can see Bakura might of had an easier time coming to him rather then someone like Yuugi or even Jonouchi. (And I really liked that post you made about them in season one with Mokuba- this one)I don’t know Hiroto’s character well enough and all that since I haven’t looked too much into the ship so I’m not sure canon hot takes on it, but I think you’ve got some good ones

Au sense: It depends on the Au but since my favourite Au involving Bakura is him running a cafe, so pretending thats the Au basis. I could see something cute happening either if its a first meeting type thing where Bakura figures he wants better security and stuff in the shop and Hiroto can be a mechanic who comes in to set up some security cameras for him, and being Bakura he can watch him from the counter not trusting him completely since he had the shop shut whilst they were putting them up so in his opinion there was nothing ‘better’ to do. 

Finding him interesting to watch in the end he offers him a muffin curiously and a coffee so they stay back afterwards and then like a day or so later Hiroto comes back and grins leaning on the table saying something along the lines of ‘you got me hooked’ Bakura asks if thats so, and Hiroto snickers saying, ‘this was your plan the entire time wasn’t it? New customers’ ‘maybe so?’ and then it turns into his regular coffee shop to visit sometimes he’ll visit before work and other times he’ll come in after a job and if its quiet Bakura takes a very convenient break and they have coffee and something to eat together. 

When Hiroto finally decides to see if Bakura will hang out outside of work, (Because in my opinion Bakura a bit of too much pride to ask first and risk rejection) and he invites him to game night with some of his friends Bakura met a few briefly when he brought them in to show of Bakura’s cooking. Since in this Au Hiroto invited him so the group class them as friends and they play on a team together, Bakura gets over competitive playing and starts making a huff and pouts which Hiroto just finds adorable snickering to himself at the whole ordeal over who had there hand on the fork first. 

Then they  ‘run’ into each other at the park (Bakura knew Hiroto jogs in the morning and had the morning off so went out and ‘ran’ into him) he jogged for a little while before just collapsing on a bench  and they sit there for a while. 

After a bit longer Bakura finally asked Hiroto to his place excusing wanting to try recipes on him since he was one of his best customers. A dinner like selection and if he wanted they could watch a movie as payment for helping taste test. Hiroto kinda hopes its a date but agrees regardless.

Bakura goes to a lot of effort cooking the previous day and testing things out and ensuring his ingredients were top notch because Bakura was the King of everything he did. Especially cooking. So he wanted to impress the other and they have a really fancy dinner which he is smirking like an idiot when ever his foods complemented and he listens intently to all the stuff Hiroto’s been fixing up and working on, looking at some photos on his phone finding he enjoyed the others selfies a lot and ensuring he  was off them and back to the pictures he was suppose to be focusing more on before handing back the phone. 

And he only has one couch so they both sit on it for the movie but they slowly get closer to each other, with the excuse of reaching the food Bakura made for them to snack on. And Bakura almost ‘blows up’ when they both reach for something in the bowl and their fingers brush (can’t decide what he made). 

And by the end of it all they spend the night just talking about anything they want to and they fall asleep on the couch and I kinda got carried away with this so just gonna stop here. 

And theres another paragraph on a different version of Hiroto and Bakura I wrote with the cafe Au in this post, scroll down a bit if your interested at all

-as I said I just like writing Bakura in a cafe Au-

other odd cafe notes-Bakura loves watching Hiroto tinker on little machinery in the cafe if its quiet he’ll sit watching him happily loving watching him work-Hiroto makes him odd little trinkets to display around the cafe-Bakura goes to hang out at Hiroto’s work on his days off and always brings something good to eat with him

And off topic-kinda, kinda not-basically its not on the cafe topic

But Bakura literally is almost obsessed (in love) with the fact that Hiroto can lift him up and hold him with ease, despite he denies it completely when asked but Hiroto knows better then to listen to what he says, he knows the satisfied/superior smile Bakura gets when he’s being held he just likes to pretend his all big and  strong and all big and strong people don’t get carried around (unless they’ve tried it, in which case Bakura after Hiroto makes it seem like his own idea and Bakura just grins and says ‘if you must’ or ‘if it’ll make you happy’ but he freaking loves it the entire time its so blissful being carried around by his boyfriend)