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accio-victuuri · 11 months ago

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an analysis : Xiao Zhan + The Moon & Sixpence 🌖

as usual with xzs videos like the one just released, you can make an entire thesis into the possible meanings of every chapter and frame. add it’s relation to xz and if you’re a pro, go deep into the techniques they used in shooting and editing. this one tho is centered around the theme of “the moon and sixpence” which is a book xz recommended before. I saw a few articles linking this to the elements on the vlog and so i looked into it.

i have lightly talked about some elements from the vlog yesterday but focused more on the quotes that appeared and the music chosen.

it’s been years since he mentioned this book and he didn’t even say that it’s his all-time-favorite. for example, the van gogh elements, we expect that already to be a recurring theme. as well as the moon, but this one has another connection to it. i am honestly curious where his headspace is at, and why, in this specific point in time he felt so close to the message of that book or some parts of it.

let me start with a synopsis and the book is available on googlebooks if you wanna try it out like i did. 🔖

with the plot alone, you can get a sense of why he would like it. at the time he read it, he was not yet the superstar xiao zhan that we know now. and this is why i guess he related to it more now. especially the sacrifices he has to make for the path he has chosen. this was evident in his GQ cover story interview where he compares himself to his other friends and how they have normal lives. the books is written in the first person POV of narrator who is looking into the stockbroker turned artist Charles Strickland. you get to see the thoughts of the narrator and how he views the main character of his story. the way i see it, the narrator is “Xiao Zhan the person” and how he sees “Xiao Zhan the public personality”. this concept of two sides to him was opened up in his esquire cover story and i can’t help but think it relates to this story.

i will be heavily quoting passages from the book that attracted me and i personally thought relates to xz. this is my personal interpretation only.

The greatness of Charles Strickland was authentic. It may be that you do not like his art, but at all events you can hardly refuse it the tribute of your interest. He disturbs and arrests.

the story starts of with this line and well isn’t this one way to describe xiao zhan? he has always been described as authentic and the “real deal” as far as idols and actors go. not many people are expected to like him or be part of his fan club and chase him — however, one thing is clear: he disturbs and arrests. his popularity is something that is unheard of and many artist and companies try to replicate. he is a disturbance to the norm in c-ent and why he is a constant target. it’s his biggest asset and liability. something like MFW and stepping out of his home is also expected to attract all kinds of attention. He is aware of that.

“His faults are accepted as the necessary complement to his merits. It is still possible to discuss his place in art, and the adulation of his admirers is perhaps no less capricious than the disparagement of his detractors; but one thing can never be doubtful, and that is that he had genius. To my mind the most interesting thing in art is the personality of the artist; and if that is singular, I am willing to excuse a thousand faults.”

this is in the POV of the narrator, describing the artist he is writing a book about, Charles Strickland. the message of this quote is similar to the one i mentioned above. xz is not perfect and people, specifically his fans should accept that. it’s what makes him more real. through his wins and losses, he is still xiao zhan.

“It is a salutary discipline to consider the vast number of books that are written, the fair hopes with which their authors see them published, and the fate which awaits them. What chance is there that any book will make its way among that multitude? And the successful books are but the successes of a season. Heaven knows what pains the author has been at, what bitter experiences he has endured and what heartache suffered, to give some chance reader a few hours’ relaxation or to while away the tedium of a journey. And if I may judge from the reviews, many of these books are well and carefully written; much thought has gone to their composition; to some even has been given the anxious labour of a lifetime. The moral I draw is that the writer should seek his reward in the pleasure of his work and in release from the burden of his thoughts; and, indifferent to aught else, care nothing for praise or censure, failure or success.”

this next passage makes me think of the projects he has done and what it must feel like for him. there are a lot of dramas/movies that come out every year and what we repeatedly hear from xz is that he only wishes to bring good works. something people will enjoy and appreciate— never mind the popularity that comes with it. he just finished filming a big project LOCH which i can only imagine is so stressful to him. and now is working on another historical drama.

he is someone who immerses himself in the character and once it’s done, it must be a huge weight off his shoulder. like what is said — seek reward in the pleasure of work and in release from the burden of his thoughts.

“Then, what in God’s name have you left her for?’

‘I want to paint.’

I looked at him for quite a long time. I did not understand. I thought he was mad. It must be remembered that I was very young, and I looked upon him as a middle-aged man. I forgot everything but my own amazement.

‘But you’re forty.’

‘That’s what made me think it was high time to begin.’

i think this one is pretty self explanatory, how he started in the entertainment circle a little bit later in his life. compared to his peers. but the answer was simple to him as it was with Strickland, in his case, “i want to sing.”

‘I tell you I’ve got to paint. I can’t help myself. When a man falls into the water it doesn’t matter how he swims, well or badly: he’s got to get out or else he’ll drown.”

this message seems similar to the one quoted on the vlog about about the rivers and small streams. in this one, it emphasizes how one should not be afraid to take the small step of “swimming badly” in hopes that someday they will wade the waters more efficiently.

“But here was a man who sincerely did not mind what people thought of him, and so convention had no hold on him; he was like a wrestler whose body is oiled; you could not get a grip on him”

If there was something in this book the describes XZ so perfectly — it is this one. I think he is not devoid of over thinking about what people say or being a people pleaser. but in recent times, i am seeing a change in him and how he is more calm. a freedom in the way he speaks, the truths he is no longer holding back. he is not afraid to be different anymore.

which led to that GUCCI outfit. LOL! 🤣🤣🤣

‘Look here, if everyone acted like you, the world couldn’t go on.’

‘That’s a damned silly thing to say. Everyone doesn’t want to act like me. The great majority are perfectly content to do the ordinary thing.”

so true. a great majority wouldn’t and couldn’t do what he does. just looking at the chapters in the vlog, from going to a distant place and dealing with the MGW chaos. after that, being only afforded a small time to decompress and sit. to enjoy the sunset. that’s what his life is.

“I don’t pretend to be a great painter’, he said. ‘I’m not a Michael Angelo, no, but I have something. I sell. I bring romance into the homes of all sorts of people. Do you know, they buy my pictures not only in Holland, but in Norway and Sweden and Denmark? It’s mostly merchants who buy them, and rich tradesmen. You can’t imagine what the winters are like in those countries, so long and dark and cold. They like to think that Italy is like my pictures. That’s what they expect. That’s what I expected Italy to be before I came here.”

i would guess this is how he sees his work. he never claimed to be the best, you can see that with how he always mentions wanting to be better. he wants to give the people a positive view of life. which i can clearly see from the vlogs even, makes you wanna go where he visited.

“A man’s work reveals him. In social intercourse he gives you the surface that he wishes the world to accept, and you can only gain a true knowledge of him by inferences from little actions, of which he is unconscious, and from fleeting expressions, which cross his face unknown to him. Sometimes people carry to such perfection the mask they have assumed that in due course they actually become the person they seem.”

another one that i think describes xz. his little actions that we see reveal his true self —- the gentle, funny and dorky xiao zhan which is a contrast to the character he sometimes has to portray. it’s when we talk about his duality, the way he was posing and “game face on” for GUCCI but when he did the interview you can see the dorky xiao zhan 😂

there are times that xiao zhan merges some of the qualities of his celebrity side and i think it’s perfectly person. it is a huge part of his life, and the way i see it, his experiences only make him a better person.

“I have an idea that some men are born out of their due place. Accident has cast them amid certain surroundings, but they have always a nostalgia for a home they know not. They are strangers in their birthplace, and the leafy lanes they have known from childhood or the populous streets in which they have played, remain but a place of passage.

They may spend their whole lives aliens among their kindred and remain aloof among the only scenes they have ever known.

Perhaps it is this sense of strangeness that sends men far and wide in the search for something permanent, to which they may attach themselves. Perhaps some deep-rooted atavism urges the wanderer back to lands which his ancestors left in the dim beginnings of history.

Sometimes a man hits upon a place to which he mysteriously feels that he belongs.

Here is the home he sought, and he will settle amid scenes that he has never seen before, among men he has never known, as though they were familiar to him from his birth.

Here at last he finds rest.”

read that again. it’s a lovely way to put into words what i imagine is something that not only xz goes through. we know what kind of environment and country he lives in, i’m not trying to get political but you get the point. being a celebrity or public personality like him is vastly different from how it is with the rest of the world. i have always admired how he handles it all with grace, how he he willingly accepts the responsibility and burden of being who he is. and that’s why i was also surprised by his answer when asked about a parallel world and he answers about a superpower where he can make it possible to have no disputes in the world. being in that place, with lots of people around, from different parts of the world probably made him think more about this topic. aside from eating pizza and being his usual beautiful self, he was thinking about some serious issues too.

chapter 1 was about going to a distant place but not really, there was something in that place and experience that feels like a home he longs for.

alternate explanation, this can also mean him living his life as a graphic designer, and then spreading his wings into a different industry — being the place he has sought. but considering the time this was released and where he is now at life, i’m thinking it’s more of the former.

so busy yearning for the moon that he never saw the sixpence at his feet. 🪙

this imagery at the end of the vlog + the coin he holds + the quote fits so well together. the way i see it, XZ is doing both. he appreciates the moon, he looks up to it but he doesn’t miss to see and hold the sixpence. it’s why he is holding on to it, in some, it was even rolling on it’s own towards him. and it’s not just the proverbial sixpence. he is seeing and appreciating his surroundings —- the egg he ate, laundry, bike etc.

as a fan, this is actually comforting to me. the book itself is not the happiest, which makes sense cause xz prefers melodramatic to downright tragic stories. but it shows a realistic view of what some goes through to pursue their dreams. it’s not as glamorous as what we see on tv or the internet. but the end of the vlog, shows that xz is keeping a balance. he is not just busy looking up at the moon— he is also living his life.

-END.

I first knew about the connection of the vlog to the book via 辉夜姬不叽 and i got hooked into writing something about it and reading the source material. i also liked @resonancewitness interpretation of the vlog, particularly the lines in starry starry night.

#xiao zhan #halfway through making this i thought about why i made it in the first place lol i just got so fixated #reading the book was lowkey therapeutic for me cause it has some good passages about love too ^^#i can’t believe xz made me read book lol thank you xiao laoshi 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️#i absolutely love the intellectual hipster side of xz never change please

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louisisalarrie · 2 months ago

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Hey, I’m not sure if this is the right place to write this, but yesterday I read about this tell-all book about the lads, and it got me all anxious again, knowing that once again they’re probably going to be dragged into unfair and dishonest stuff, especially so soon after everything that happened with Liam. I keep hoping that his death will lead to something good in the music industry, but it seems like the same pricks are still around and will keep cashing in on it, just to sell and make a quick quid. I really hope this isn’t Lou T’s idea, since in his latest interviews he had nothing good to say about the lads, especially about H, saying she wanted to get a few things off his chest…

Heya anon! Welcome to a very short show x

Yeah I mentioned this on my blog yesterday. Truly, it could’ve just been a random writing into that tabloid with false evidence. Pretty much any of us could do it and they’d just say “cool, another headline and maybe something coming”. It’s not been widely publicised which makes me question its authenticity, but idk, it seems like the perfect time for someone to come out. But again, I wanna hear it directly from the boys. People on tour, regardless of how close they are to them, didn’t experience what they went through. Those are their stories to share.

I think Liam’s passing will definitely bring to the forefront mental health in the music industry. I think one direction fans are the most passionate people around and that we could make a difference and shout out loud to the world that this will not be tolerated. We care for our artists over content. Even the tours I work on (a wonderful big one currently happening which is just… full of good vibes and energy and incredibly thoughtful and innovative ideas) has ensured there are therapists/councillors on the tour for the crew members/anyone who is having a rough time with the long and awful hours, to just general issues. It’s fantastic and should be widely spread, but it’s an extra cost that folks don’t wanna pay. But there are organisations doing this. They need more attention. Crew are in dire need of help, just as much as the artists are.

As for Lou Teasdale, she is a piece of work who name drops the boys any time she needs a quick bit of publicity or money. Remember when she carried on about the groupies and the boys all fucking the interns that came on the road? Yeah, nah, not gonna happen, and didn’t happen. I can absolutely promise you that the way this works, no interns were involved. And the groupies we knew back then… it just didn’t happen. She says anything that may be a tiny scandal and people lose it. She knows which cards to play to pop her back in the spotlight every once in a while. Just… an exhausting woman.

#anon #answered #fly high liam #clout chasers

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nicotinzwei · 1 year ago

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August

August was a hell of a ride but I think I made it out I was supposed to start a job mid month but they fired me two weeks before starting so August was mostly panic and interviews. But I got a really fun offer yesterday! Oh I also handed in my masters thesis. (soundtrack) Book

I haven't finished it all the way but I read most of Aristoteles and Dante part two this month. The movie is coming out this month in the US, I'm not sure if its coming here but I am excited. I really like a gay book where its not the twink lusting over the Jock but the other way around. Very cute. This month I really needed to get outside and keep buys to distract myself but I usually only do that with friends or to go shopping. I don't know why I never did that but I can just go read in a park. Or be on my phone but in a park. But I gotta find a new place now because the place closest to me was kind of a school yard/park and the kids are back in school now.... I don't wanna be weird.

Movies

I recently rewatched Scary Movie. The first time I saw it I was 13 and ahd to watch it in 10 parts on youtube. But since it parodies so many 90s horror movies I watched every single one they parodied. And then I ded the same things with the other 3 (now 4) movies. I really think this movie got me into movies in general. I just love how everything is so self referencial and seeing the connections and hommages. I think not many people like that movie or spoof movies in general and im sure theres a lot of nostalgia in there for me but I still really love it. I also rewatched American Pie and had fun. I think I really wanna watch fun movies instead of good ones.

etc

I feel like most things I liked this month weren't tangible things I can write a lot about. I just really like Summer and swimming and bonfires and barbeque. And I really like my friends and new people I meet. And I like games and stories and having a good time. Sometimes I just really like it here.

#scary movie #aristoteles and dante #benjamin alire sáenz #american pie #august #august favorites #books

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sassy-ahsoka-tano · 2 years ago

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Beg

Character/Fandom: Austin Butler

Requested: yes - nonnie

Prompt: You curl up with your boyfriend, Austin, to watch a film. Little does he know that you neglected to put on a very important article of clothing: panties. When he discovers, he's down bad and you're ready to take advantage. [ Fem!Reader ]

TW: sub!austin, bondage, biting, choking, overstim, i don't wanna spoil it but bdsm stuffs

Rating: M || Word Count: 3497

A/N: WRAP IT BEFORE U TAP IT FRIENDS. that's all i have to say 💕 this is so so dirty lmao

🦋 mila

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“Aus, if you don’t hurry up, I’m gonna start it without you!” you shout, jumping onto the couch.

You pull a blanket over your legs and nestle into its warmth and the lovely feeling of your silky smooth legs rubbing against each other. You’ve been planning this for some time and enjoyed giving yourself a little self-care session. Austin’s been so busy with the press and interviews for Elvis that you’ve hardly seen him recently. You miss him and, to be frank, you miss his dick too. The weeks of self-pleasure were a little nice at first but grew old very quickly. Ever since he got back yesterday, your horniness has bumped up to a level 1000. You need him. Badly.

But while he’s been gone you’ve also done some research and realized that it could be fun to try something different. Maybe he deserved to be punished a little. After all, he had left you for almost a year to run around the world, take photos, and do interviews. You know how many other people in the world want him and that makes you incredibly jealous. You think maybe it’s about time to remind Austin who he belongs to.

“Popcorn and candy,” Austin says, entering the room with a huge smile.

He’s wearing a pair of black basketball shorts and nothing else, just the way you like it. His shorts are hanging incredibly low on his hips and you can see all of his abs and other muscles flexing as he places the food down on the coffee table in front of you. You bite your lip as he plops onto the couch next to you. He lifts up the blanket and places his hand on your thigh as you swing your legs onto his lap and press play on the remote.

The movie starts to roll and you grab some of the popcorn from the bowl, excitement growing deep in your stomach as you wait for Austin to notice. A few minutes into the movie, his warm hand starts to trail up your leg and slip onto the inside of your thigh. His fingers travel further up your leg, pushing the fabric of your t-shirt aside. Well, his t-shirt actually. As soon as his fingers gently slide over onto your lower stomach, his eyes go wide. You stay focused on the movie but glance over at Austin out of the corner of your eye to see his reactions.

His eyebrows furrow as his finger crawls lower, just barely brushing the top of your clit. You feel the corner of your mouth curling up into a smirk but quickly flatten your lips to play coy. It wasn’t unusual for you to wear Austin’s shirts without a pair of shorts underneath, but to wear just his shirt with nothing else at all is something that you’ve never done before.

“You’re not, um…wearing any panties?” Austin asks. He leans his head back against the top of the couch to glance over into your eyes.

“Oh, yeah. I just didn’t really feel like wearing any,” you respond, keeping your eyes glued to the television and refusing to look over at him. “But if that’s a problem, I can go put some on.”

You shift, acting like you’re getting up to go grab a pair of panties. Austin’s hand flies to your wrist, gripping onto it. He tries to pull you back down, but you resist and pull your arm away.

“No, no. I like it," he says quickly.

“Oh yeah?” you ask, moving to stand right in front of him. “How do you like your t-shirt on me?”

You pull the shirt up to the tops of your thighs, teasing him with a little sneak peek of your pussy. You watch as his eyes widen and then travel down your figure. You take a step forward and stretch your leg out, placing it on top of his knee and curling your toes into his skin.

“A little help, please?”

You gesture toward your sock and Austin nods as a small smirk crosses his face. He leans down, tucking his fingers between your sock and skin. He slowly curls the fabric down your leg and foot, lifting up your calf and sliding the sock off of your foot. Once he’s removed it, you take it from his grasp. He tries to lean forward and press a kiss to your leg, but you draw it back and place your foot on the ground instead. You stick your other foot back to remove the other sock. Once you have them both in your hands, you look back at Austin and smile sweetly. You hold one of the socks on your pointer finger and swirl it around twice before you let it fall to the ground. You dramatically gasp, putting your fingers to your lips.

“Oh no!” you say. “I’m so clumsy. Whoopsie.”

You turn to the side, bending over to pick up your socks. You arch your back as you slowly lower your top half down. When the t-shirt slides up your back, revealing the bottom half of your naked body, you don’t stop it. You can feel Austin’s eyes on you, tracing down your body and taking in all of your curves, illuminated by the blue flashing lights of the tv screen.

Once you have the socks in your fingers, you snap yourself back up and the shirt falls back down to cover you. You peer back over at Austin who has slunk down on the couch, his legs spread, plump lips popped open, eyes growing dark.

“What are you staring at?” you whisper. “See something you like?”

“Fuck yeah I do,” he responds and moves to stand up. You laugh, flattening your palm on his chest and pushing him back down onto the couch.

“Yeah? What do you like? Tell me.”

He scoffs, biting his lip and tossing his head to the side. He thinks you’re joking? Well, you’re not. You step forward and press your fingers into his chest again. You lean over his body, allowing the ends of your hair to tickle his skin.

“You think I’m joking, Aus? Tell me. Tell me what you see that you like.”

“I like those hips, the way they move on my dick. I like that ass, the perfect size and so thick. I like those tits, so round and perfect,” he bites his lip as he reaches out and tries to grab onto one of your breasts. You scold him with a tsk and a wag of your finger.

“No touching. Not yet, anyway. Keep telling me what you like. Go on.”

“I like…this hair, this beautiful soft hair. And this waist,” he reaches out to place his hands on your hips. You latch onto his wrists, stopping his hands from touching you.

“I said no touching. If you can't follow my directions, I'm gonna have to restrain you.”

You can hear his breath hitch at your words and smirk, padding over to the kitchen where one of Austin’s ties is hanging off the back of a chair. You grab it and walk back toward Austin, stretching it taught between your hands. You can see his chest rising and falling faster now. You throw the blanket off of his legs.

“Y/N I don’t know about this-”

“Shhhh,” you say, reaching up to pull the tie around his wrists. “Let mommy take care of you. Don’t you worry your pretty little head about a thing.”

You pull the tie tightly around his wrists and stretch his arms up above his head, resting them on the back of the couch. When you step back, your eyes travel down his body to take in all of his muscles, stretched out and flexed. You bite your lip, reaching down to drag your finger across his jawline. You let it trail down his neck, collarbone, chest, and down his stomach. When you slip your finger under the waistband of his pants, you watch his stomach flex.

“Mmm, you like that don’t you?” you ask. “Don’t you?”

Austin doesn’t respond and, instead, tries to reach forward and grab onto your hips again. You back away at the last second and scold him once more. You reach forward, grabbing onto his jaw with your fingers and shaking your head.

“Such a disobedient boy. So naughty,” you say with a click of your tongue. “You’ve left me no choice. I guess I’ll have to punish you.”

You grab ahold of his shorts and boxers, sliding them off his hips and down his legs. His member springs to life and you hum in approval.

“I haven’t even touched you yet, baby. You already want me that badly?”

You press your hands on either side of his head to climb on top of him, making sure that you’re seated far enough up on his chest to avoid touching his dick. He cranes his neck up to look at you.

“You know I missed you while you were gone. It wasn’t very nice of you to leave me for so long. Taking care of myself got old so quickly. And then I started thinking about all those women, all those men who are throwing themselves at you, who want you like I get to have you. And I guess I just got a little jealous. Felt like I need to remind them who fucking owns you. Because I own you, don’t I, baby? Isn’t that right?”

Austin nods slowly. You grab onto his jaw again, arching your back so that you can lean down close to his face.

“Isn’t that fucking right, Austin?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Y/N…”

You squeeze his jaw before letting your fingers trail down onto his neck. You press your fingers deep into the skin, squeezing onto his throat. Your hand barely makes it halfway around his throat but it achieves the desired effect anyway. You feel his neck stretch out as his head leans back onto the couch. He gazes up at you with lust-filled eyes and runs his perfectly pink tongue over his teeth and lips.

“Yes what, Austin Robert?”

“Yes, mommy,” he gives in.

“Mhm, that’s my good boy,” you lean down, pressing your lips to his.

Your lips move in rhythm and you slide your tongue along his. He opens his mouth for you with no fight and you slide your tongue in. He tilts his head to get better access to you, exploring the inside of your mouth. You bite down on his bottom lip, pulling it out and then releasing it. He breathes out heavily, reaching his arms down to try and touch you again. You push them back up with a shake of your head.

“No touching until I say. Listen to me and be a good boy, now, Aus.”

You push his head to the side and move your lips onto his neck, sucking and biting at the skin. You can feel him arching below you, bucking his hips slightly as you attack his neck. You bite onto the skin underneath his jaw and suck it into your mouth with a pop. You attack the same spot again and he moans under you. You hum against his skin, moving down to suck on the skin above his collarbones.

“Fuck baby…” Austin whispers.

“Yeah, you like that don’t you, Aus?”

You pull back, leaving a trail of wet saliva across his skin. You glance down at it, reflecting the light from the tv screen, and bite your lip. You stick your finger out and drag it across his mouth before putting pressure on his plump lips. Your finger slides into his mouth and his tongue swirls around and sucks on it.

“Yeah, baby, just like that.”

You remove your finger, attaching your lips to his chest. You drag your tongue down his skin, tracing his abs and watching as his muscles flex and release with the stimulation of your tongue on his skin. You reach the area right above his dick and pull back, dropping onto your knees in front of him. You tap the top of his dick and smirk as it twitches in response.

“You want mommy to suck your dick, don’t you baby?”

“Yeah…”

“Ask me nicely, and I’ll consider it.”

“Please.”

“You should know better than that by now, Austin. Say it right.”

“Please, suck my dick mommy. I wanna see how far you can take it in your throat.”

You hum in response and stick your tongue out to lick the very tip of his dick, tasting the salty precum leaking out. You lick it up, gazing back up at Austin’s eyes as you do. His mouth is shaped in an O, his hands brushed onto his forehead to pull on his beautiful golden locks.

“So tasty, baby,” you mumble against his dick.

You draw a stripe up his length with your tongue, and he releases a loud contented sigh. You do it again only to watch him shudder underneath you. You wrap your fingers around his length, slowly giving him a few good pumps, running your thumb over the tip when you come to it. With every swipe you make, he moans. You finally lower your lips down onto his tip, kissing it and then taking it into your mouth. You suck the tip, releasing it with a pop. He whimpers, bucking his hips up.

“You want more baby? Tell me.”

He says nothing at first, so you release his dick and move like you’re going to stand up.

“Please. More,” he shouts.

You giggle, moving your head to take his full length into your mouth. You allow your spit to gather around his skin. You grab onto the base of it, using your fingers to spread the saliva and precum all around his length. You begin to bob your head up and down, and Austin moans.

“Fuck, Y/N…uhhhh,” he breaths out and reaches down, tangling his hand into your hair. You pull back, glaring up at him.

“I said no touching. From now on, every time you touch me, I stop. Is that what you want?”

“No.”

“No what?”

“No, mommy.”

“That’s my good boy. Keep behaving and maybe you’ll get to cum soon.”

You return to his dick, taking the entire length and feeling it touching the back of your throat. You gag momentarily, pulling back with a string of spit sticking to his hard member. You giggle, glancing up at Austin. His bottom lip is white, stuck between his teeth. His hands are gripping hard onto his hair and his chest heaves up and down with lusty breaths. You give his dick one last slow, long lick, flicking your tongue off the top of his tip. You pull away and he whimpers, bucking his hips into the empty air above him. You stand and grab onto the tie around his wrists, stretching his arms all the way above his head. You lean down, whispering into his ear.

“Tell mommy what you want, baby. Say it. Beg for it.”

Austin whimpers under you, his eyebrows knitted above his gorgeous blue eyes. You smirk, dragging a finger up his length. He shudders underneath you with another whine.

“I’m not doing a thing until you tell me what you want,” you say. “You have to say it out loud. I wanna hear it.”

You drag another finger up his dick, circling it around the tip only once. The slimy precum spreads all around the head and you run your tongue over your teeth.

“Damn, baby, you’re so fucked out for me, aren’t you? Taste how bad you want me,” you say, bringing your finger up to his lips. You shove it between his teeth again and his tongue swirls around your finger to lick up his own juices. “Good. Now tell me what you want me to do to you.”

“Fuck, mommy,” he whines.

“Not good enough. Say the words.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck I want your pussy,” he says, jerking upright. You push him back down with equal force. “I want my dick in your tight wet pussy. I wanna fuck you so hard you see stars. I want your hips moving all around my dick, making me feel things I’ve never felt before.”

“Such a good boy, telling me exactly what you want. You followed my directions, so now you get the reward,” you lean down to whisper in his ear.

You let your breath tickle him and bite onto his earlobe before pulling away. Although your main objective has been to tease Austin this whole time, you’ve inadvertently been teasing yourself as well. Your pussy is throbbing, dripping wet for Austin’s dick. His beautiful, perfect length that you’ve been dreaming of and thinking about every day since he’d left. You slowly, agonizingly lower yourself onto him, using your hand to hold him steady. As soon as you descend onto his length, you and Austin both moan in unison.

“Fuckkk,” Austin breathes out, bucking his hips up.

“No moving. I’ll do all the work. You just lay there and be pretty, babe,” you say, slightly distracted by the intense pounding in your pussy as it adjusts to his length in you.

He leans back, his chest glistening with sweat as it heaves breaths in and out. You place your hands on his chest to steady yourself as you begin to move up and down on his hard dick. You arch your back as you come down, pushing yourself against him. With all the foreplay and teasing that you’d put yourself and Austin through, he slides in and out of you with ease.

“Fuck, Austin, you feel so good,” you growl. “So fucking good while you fill me up.”

“Ah, shit,” Austin breathes out, and you can see him clench his fingers and flex his hands in the restraints. “You ride me so good baby girl, fuck.”

“Yeah, you like that, don’t you baby boy. I know you do,” you moan out, increasing your speed.

As your pleasure grows, you start to ride him faster and faster, gradually taking more of his length into you with each thrust of your hips. Austin moans and groans, clenching his jaw and biting his lip. He starts to lean up and you push him back down, his back slamming against the couch. He whimpers with the force of the impact.

“No,” you say breathlessly. “No touching until you’re about to cum, do you hear me?”

“Yes mommy,” he replies, too aroused to bother putting up a fight.

You swirl your hips around Austin’s dick, the air filling with the sounds of skin slapping against skin. Austin’s muscles flex and relax over and over again, reacting to your movements. You reach up and wrap a hand around his throat again, pushing up at the sensitive nerves in the sides of his neck. As you move on him, you feel the pleasure growing inside of you. Your movements slow a little as you try to focus on the sensations in your lower stomach and pussy. Austin’s moans start to increase and his hips buck up and down against you. Your own moans grow higher and higher pitched as you grind on his hard dick.

“Fuck, mommy, fuck I’m gonna…ugh I’m gonna cum. You’re gonna make me cum,” Austin whines and you reach up to quickly untie his wrists.

Once he’s free, his hands immediately drop to your waist, gripping hard onto your hips and pulling your body up and down on his dick. You lean over him, bracing yourself on the couch as he takes one of your breasts in his mouth, sucking and biting on your sensitive nipple. You yelp, your back arching as your body starts to shudder with the strength of your orgasm. You feel Austin’s dick twitch inside you as he releases his hot cum into your pussy. As you come down from your own orgasm, you shake against him, feeling the sticky sweat on the underside of your knees.

The room grows quiet, filled only with the sound of your mixing breaths. You climb off of him, sliding onto the couch and trying to get ahold of your heartbeat. Austin’s fingers curl around yours, squeezing.

“Damn, Y/N,” Austin says quietly. “That was hot as fuck, baby.”

You glance over at him, appreciating how fucked out he looks. His sweaty hair is disheveled, ruffled, and stuck to his head with sweat. His whole body is glistening with sweat and hot to the touch. His cheeks are flushed and eyes are half-closed, lazy and glazed over with that post-sex euphoria. His muscles are still taught as he flexes to breathe and then relaxes to release the breath.

“See, aren’t you glad we tried something new.”

“God I missed you,” he says with a handsome smile. You lean over to kiss him sweetly on the lips, brushing his hair back with your fingers.

“I missed you too, Aus.”

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alexturntable · 2 years ago

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Ok so from that interview do we gain any more insight into what Mirrorball means? Is he saying it's like fragments (the way a it's made up of lots of tiny mirrors). So self reflection or the mirrorball is a song? It's too early and I'm short circuiting!

I’ve been thinking about this since I re-read that interview. Here is the full quote for context:

"I always wanted to use the word ‘Colorama’ in a song ever since I saw Antonioni’s Blow Up. It was an unplugged neon light at the back of my mind for years. Some lyrics are declarations of love or hate written in blood or carved in a bus stop, in need of little or no melodic illumination. Some, I believe, are there almost entirely to facilitate it. If I ever thought about it at all I’m sure I used to think the melody was the vessel that carried the lyrics but more recently it has occurred to me that the opposite is often true.

The problem with the neon sign analogy is that neon signs are invariably bolted to the wall and full of gas. Melody seems as though its poured rather than sprayed and doesn’t feel as though whatever holds it ought to be fixed to anything.

I sometimes imagine each word to be made using a three dimensional open-top glass alphabet. Each letter built to harness and transport the mirror ball liquid marble of the melody. When the ‘substance’ fills up the syllables they seem to shimmer and become weightless. With the addition of close harmony I see colours swirl together, parts of the lyrics glow and the way in which they float suggests that something like the ‘star gate’ sequence from 2001: A Space Odyssey is happening deep inside them out of view.”

So in this neon light analogy the letters are like containers made of glass which are meant to transport the melody. The melody is a "mirror ball liquid marble". Mirror balls reflect lights directed at them in all directions and liquid marble would create this effect of colours swirling together which when put together would look something like the star gate sequence he mentions. So I guess what we can understand from this is that in this analogy the mirror ball is part of the substance that represents the melody which fills the lyrics.

In There'd better be a Mirrorball, he may mean that he hopes that there will be "melodic illumination" or music accompanying this separation he's describing. After listening to Body Paint I feel like Mirrorball could also be a self-refelction song, probably the whole album. So maybe the "relationship" he seems to be ending is actually his relationship with the current persona he's been putting on that he's moving on from to start the process of writing a new album. That's why he starts with "don't get emotional that ain't like you". Maybe it was easier in the past to get rid of a persona but as he gets older it's more difficult to do so. "Yesterday's still leaking through the roof / that's nothing new" some parts of the previous persona are still present but it's always been this way. "I know I promised this is what I wouldn't do / somehow giving it the old romantic fool / seems to better suit the mood" he never wanted to write gooey songs or direct, staright-forward lyrics but now maybe he is.

"So if you wanna walk me to the car / you oughta know I'll have a heavy heart / so can we please be absolutely sure / that there's a mirrorball?" If the old persona wants to walk him to The Car, meaning the new album, he will be sad about parting with the old one so he wants to be really sure that this it's worth it, that there is a really good melody / song to use for this new era. So I guess what I'm trying to say is that this could be the same mirror ball metaphor he had in mind when he made that analogy in 2016 and this is how I would interpret it but it could also be a complete coincidence that he had used that word before. Either way it's fascinating to read the words he uses, his brain will never seize to amaze me.

#i've been thinking about this all day #also this wasn't meant to be so long #ask #Mirrorball #lyrics #alex turner

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beaulesbian · 3 years ago

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i definitely agree that byler endgame makes the most narrative sense with all 3 character arcs (will, mike, el) and what theyve shown so far, but that's assuming the writing will be airtight in quality, bad writing could still happen (although generally the show has been very well written in terms of narrative arcs). also may be just me but noah tweeting that he ships byler makes me think it wont happen bc he wouldnt tweet it if it was a spoiler? i am def overthinking things tho lol july 1st pls come already

I completely understand where youre coming from.

tbh its a bit weird seeing noah tweet about byler, but at the same time i think this is just so more ppl notice something else than their pressumed heteronormative romances in the show- like if theyre now mentioning it more in interviews, behind the scenes, tweets, etc, its to bring attention that theres something that maybe ppl missed if they didnt look for it.

If it was baiting i feel it would cast very bad light on netflix afterwards, especially since they were losing ppl interested in their streaming service this year and want to bring more ppl back rather than to make them more upset.

Also netflix just made heartstopper, which i think is doing pretty successfully? (Im not looking on any numbers, its just the vibe of reception of the show), so if they suddenly let the cast show support in this way (and i do think its probably discussed ahead how much or what they can mention), and then pulled it back.. idk i dont think that would do well in this year of 2022 during/after pride month 🤷 but we will see i guess

And then theres the story itself - it basically begins with mike and will, and will going missing and mike and his friends searching for him.

There could be so many foreshadowing between their dnd game and the monsters from upside down, and all throughout tue seasons. Their friendship is something that holds the show together. Ofc el becoming a big part of their team.

With the writing i agree, im worried it could be a let down, but something just makes me wanna keep that hope that it could be heading towards byler endgame, and will being more relevant to the plot again, bc it all began with will, and it seems the duffer brothers at least had an overall plan for the rough story from the beginning. Which is rare in this time of mediocre m*rvel movies where noone knows where its headed.

I dont have a link from the geekedweek vid from yesterday, but thw duffer brothers talked there about how even tho they has a plan for the story, theyre not opposed to changing it depending on actors or cast and crew, and developing what feels right for characters.

Which i like to hear, bc if they listen to what someone can say if they know more about the character, (like maya with robin being a lesbian, or letting steve become good guy leading role instead of killing him off), theres a chance we could get a satisfying ending which characters like will and mike deserve, especially since theres really been all these hints from the beginning. 🤞💖

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youngbloodslut · 4 years ago

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celebrity crush | 2/??

a/n: the first interview is mostly based off of dove cameron and ava max’s interviews with popbuzz

summary: actress! reader somehow manages to bring up her crush on calum hood in every interview

pairing(s): calum hood x reader, platonic! reader x tom holland

warning(s): swearing? slight mentions of kinks

“She’s at it again mate,” Ashton smirked as he carried his laptop over to Calum who was sat on the sofa. He flipped open the computer and hit play on y/n y/l/n’s newest interview.

“C’mon, I don’t wanna-” Calum rubbed his hand over is face and shook his head.

Ashton ignored him and turned up the volume to drown out his protest. “Shhh.. watch.”

“Hey guys, I’m y/n y/l/n and this is the Pop Buzz Tower of Truth.” You spoke as the title popped up on screen.

“I think I’m gonna end up tipping it before I can even get one block out,” You said as you tried to carefully pull of a wooden block.

“That will never work,” Calum heard a voice from off camera say and recognized it as Tom Holland. He tried not to frown as you laughed and mocked him.

“Y’know what, we’re leaving that one.” You laughed, leaving the original block alone and easily pulling out another block.

“There we go. Okay, what was the last movie or tv show that make you cry? Dead Poets Society. I love Dead Poets Society so much and Tom had never seen it so we watched it after finishing yesterdays interviews.” You placed the block on top of the tower. “And he cried.”

The camera crew laughed as Tom shouted a, “Hey!”

“Tell us one thing about you that we don’t know. Um, this is hard because I’m always saying stuff that I shouldn’t be. Um, I’m an Oxford comma worshiper.” You said, unsure whether or not that’s interesting enough.

“Oxford comma?” A crew member behind the camera questioned.

“Yeah, y’know, the comma that comes before ‘and’ when making a list. I hate that people don’t use it because then I get all confused. Like if I were to write ‘Lizzie, Tom, and Robert are going to the party’ and I don’t add a comma before ‘and’ then it seems like Tom and Robert would be arriving at the party together. But some people who don’t use the Oxford comma could mean that all three people were showing up separately so I never know. Y’know what I mean?”

The camera crew were all silent after her rant and Calum chuckled a bit to himself. He thought it was cute that you were so passionate about the smallest things. Ashton looked over to him as Calum admired you through the screen. He wasn’t an idiot. He knew Calum secretly liked how much you talked about him.

“No,” Tom responded honestly

“Ugh,” You rolled your eyes dramatically and looked into the camera, “See, these are the type of guys you got to look out for: Un-grammarly men.” You joked.

“Un-grammarly isn’t a thing.” Tom laughed.

“Well if it were a thing, you’d be one.” You fired back at Tom.

“Anyway, who is your favorite artist right now? Um, probably Wallows, I love them and their music.”

“I was really expecting Calum Hood to be honest.” Tom shouted from across the room.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe I just forgot about him like that. I love you Calum Hood. I love 5sos.” You held up your hands into a heart shape and moved your hands from side to side.

You then dropped them and grabbed another block. “Sorry, I keep forgetting that people are actually going to see these interviews. Like, he could literally see this. Dude, I hope he doesn’t.” You paused, “Oh god, do you think he knows about my crush on him?” You had been mentioning him for years and it had never once occurred to you that he could actually see these.

Calum laughed at the irony of the situation. Here he was watching a video of you saying you hoped he’d never see said video.

“This is humiliating.” You mumbled though you didn’t seem to actually care, “Who was your first celebrity crush? Oh uh, definitely Andrew Garfield. I remember when I first watched the Social Network and I was like obsessed. My friend and I both watched it over 10 times within like two months. And then would continuously make Mark Zuckerberg jokes. But of course, Calum Hood now owns my heart.” You put the block on top of the tower. “I’m actually doing really good, I thought I’d knock it down by now.”

“Describe in detail the worst date you’ve ever been on. Okay so I was like fifteen right, and, well I’m not even sure if this counts as a date. I think he considered it a date so I guess it was but basically we were in the car, he was sixteen so he could drive. We were in the drive through, we had already ordered, and he started feeling around in is pockets and I was like oh god, cause I knew what was about to happen. He was like, ‘oh no i think i lost my wallet’, and I was like its fine I’ll pay. I really didn’t mind. I ended up paying, we got our drinks and without missing a beat, we hadn’t even pulled out of the drive through, he was like’oh here’s my wallet.’ I really didn’t mind paying for my coffee, I wouldn’t mind paying for both of our coffees. But him going out of his way to lie, and then not even lie well, was so irritating.” She placed the block on the top and picked up a new one.

“What is the most useless idem you’ve ever purchased? Um, I bought a seven foot giraffe while I saw drunk once.” The block was added to the top, the tower now taller than you. “He’s in my living room if you wanted to know.”

You grabbed the next block carelessly, immediately regretting it when the tower fell behind you, “Oh shit, well I guess we’re done then.” You said nonchalantly, looking at the blocks on the floor. “I don’t think I’ll be playing this again anytime soon. Love you guys,” You held up your hands, “Love you Calum Hood.” You winked before the outro began to play.

“She must really love you, Cal.” Ashton poked Calum’s cheek annoyingly, “She’s got no shame.”

Calum wouldn’t admit it, but as soon as he got home he looked you up again. He clicked on the same video Ashton showed him and scrolled through the comments.

y/nscalumhoodkink: MOMOMOMOMOMOM

datemey/n: Queen of Jenga

ashtonfletchersbitch: Y/N LITERALLY IS ME

5esohes: no because y/n y/l/n and calum hood together is my kink

noemptywalletshere: not only does y/n own this fandom, but my ass too

He couldn’t help but laugh at the comments no matter how interesting they were. But something in the back of his head kept yelling at him. She doesn’t acting like you. Shes just likes your music, nothing more. He sighed and clicked out of the video and was about the close his laptop when his cursor handed on a video.

Y/n Y/l/n foaming at the mouth while talking about Calum Hood for 5 minutes straight.

He clicked on it a little too quickly and waited for it too load.

“Calum Hood choke me challenge.” You stuck out your tongue and threw up a peace sign with an innocent look plastered on here face.

“Bro imagine if Calum Hood saw this?” “Oh he would definitely fall for you after this video”

The third thing to pop up was a tweet from 2015 just saying: #marrymecalumhood

“Calum Hood send me hand pics. This is a demand, not a request.”

Calum continued to watch the entire video. Normally, the thirsty comments would have made him uncomfortable, but them coming from you made his heart race and cheeks flush.

God, what was happening to him?

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wildernessuntothemselves · 4 years ago

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I'm Yours, You're Mine | 7

Word Count: 4k

Genre: Smut, angst

Warnings: yandere!felix, sub!felix, dom!felix, sub!reader, dom!reader, mentions of violence, character death, drugging, noncon, breeding kink, binding, doggy

GIF CREDIT @christopherbanq

You wake up in a warm embrace, surrounded by the sweet, vanilla scent of Felix. Opening your eyes, you’re met with the splatter of his freckles that seem to glow under the sunlight. Everything feels perfect. It feels right, and you wish you could stay in this moment forever, protected from all that has happened or will happen. But you can’t, the memories of last night’s darkness creep around the corners of the brightly lit room, seeping the warmth out of it until everything is plunged into darkness.

Felix opens his eyes, his bright sparkling eyes, unaware of the darkness surrounding him, his ignorance protecting him. But his light diminishes as his gaze focuses on you.

“Noona, why are you crying?” He asks, arms pulling you even closer to him to the point where you don’t know where your skin ends and his begins.

“Chan…” You sputter, little sobs rattling your chest now. Felix frowns sharply, “Did he do something to you?”

You shake your head, your tears now flowing down your cheeks. “He’s in the hospital. Someone attacked us while we were coming back from the cinema yesterday.”

Felix bolts upright, pushing you at an arm’s length and scrutinizing every inch of your body. “Are you hurt?”

“No, but Chan is.” You wail, throwing your arms around him and burying your face in his shoulder. “He’s hurt really bad.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” For the first time, Felix doesn’t comfort you, his body rigid in your embrace and you hesitantly pull back to look at him. He is completely still, a numb look on his face. And you suddenly realize how thoughtless you’ve been. Despite their fight, Felix and Chan have been best friends for years, way before you met either of them. You should’ve told him as soon as it happened.

“Is he going to be okay?” His lips quiver as he speaks, his eyes terrified and looking through yours for help, and you could smack yourself for being so selfish.

“Oh, baby.” You breathe, pulling him into your embrace again. “I’m sure he’ll be okay.”

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He wasn’t.

Chan hasn’t woken up by the time you both visit him in the hospital, and the doctors were giving you vague responses every time you tried to ask about his condition--if he’s going to be okay, if he’s even gonna make it--and that petrifies you.

“We’re doing the best we can, but I can’t say anything for certain. He’s in a really bad condition.” The doctor informs you after you’d asked for the millionth time. You nod heavily and he lets you know that he’ll be there if there is anything else you need before he leaves. Yeah, right. The doctors were basically running from you at this point. You weren’t stupid. You knew what it meant.

“Thank you, doctor.” You mumble. You feel guilty, like this is all your fault for wishing for Felix to come back, like somehow this had been a bargain by a cruel god, giving you Felix back but taking Chan away.

As soon as the doctor leaves, Felix falls to the floor beside the bed sobbing. You run to him and wrap your arms around him and he immediately leans into your touch. “I did this.” He wails and your body goes stiff, your breath stuck in your throat, choking you.

But then he continues, “I wished for this the night he threw me out. I was so angry at him, but I never wanted it to really happen.”

Your body turns to jelly, the fear that had gripped it was so intense that it left no energy in its wake, and you can’t even caress Felix’s back to comfort him.

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The police interview you over and over, asking you to remember if there is something about the man who mugged you that you’re forgetting that could help identify him. You don’t have to force yourself to remember, you see him in your dreams every night, and every night you wake up screaming, poor Felix having to comfort you and kiss you back to sleep, never once complaining.

Through it all, those few agonizing days, you held a terrible secret close to your chest. You felt wretched just thinking about it, but you couldn’t help it. You knew he was going to die anyway. You just wished it would happen sooner than later so you could properly grieve instead of being stuck in this fake limbo, pretending like you think he’s going to make it, even to Felix, so that he wouldn’t completely break down.

You go to visit him less and less until you stop completely, which doesn’t paint you in a very favorable light in front of law enforcement or the doctors, letting Felix go on his own to the hospital every day. But fuck them. What do they know about the pain you’re going through? The guilt?

When it finally happens, you can’t believe it. They say he coded in the night and they tried to do everything to save him, even brought him back a couple of times, but it was ultimately useless. He was gone.

You had to see him for yourself to believe it. You went alone. Felix couldn’t bear to look at his best friend’s now dead body. He begged you not to go but you needed to.

As you gaze across his face, you’re thrust back to that night. You had heard that dead people often have a peaceful look on their face, but Chan didn’t look peaceful. It almost looks angry, accusatory, asking you why you weren’t there for him.

He doesn’t forgive you, but it’s okay. You don’t forgive yourself either.

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The case officially turned into a murder investigation following Chan’s death. His body was handed over to the coroner to do an autopsy and try to gather any forensic evidence left, but neither yielded much information, and the police had no leads.

Soon, the case turned cold.

As for you, you had moved in with Felix,, unable to step back into your apartment without Chan. Fearing that in doing so you’d be acknowledging that he’s gone, and then his spirit would remember to come back to haunt you.

Felix takes such good care of you, even though he’s the one who has the right to be hurt more. He stuck around you all the time, making you feel safe and comforting you. He also kept his distance as much as he could. You could tell he wanted to seek comfort in your body, to help each other through this pain, but you were selfish as always. You only let him comfort you. You never comforted him back.

As the months passed, Felix started getting more and more needy, making you feel even more wretched even though he never said anything. He loved you and you loved him, but Chan’s death had pushed a wedge between you. You couldn’t touch the younger boy without feeling guilty. It felt like you were cheating on Chan more than you ever did before, and so you kept Felix at a distance.

For his part, Felix never outright made an advance on you, respecting your need to grieve, but you could tell from the boner he’d get every time you kissed him even a sweet innocent little kiss or put your arms around him that he needed more, and it made you feel even more horrible. You couldn’t help Chan when he was alive and now you can’t help Felix. You felt like the most selfish fucking human being in the world.

So when you’re woken up from sleep one night, feeling hot and with something hard poking against your ass, you decide to finally give back.

“Noona...” Felix whimpers into your ear, nuzzling his face in the nape of your neck, making goosebumps erupt along your body. You weren’t ready to go all the way yet but at least you could give him some release.

Turning on your back, you guide him to straddle you and let yourself slip into the right headspace. "You dirty little thing, humping your noona in her sleep?"

His eyes light up when he realizes that for the first time in a long time, you’re reciprocating, and he sighs in relief, starting to grind his hips against yours. Tantalizing, you lower the straps of your nightgown, a delicate pink satin piece that Felix bought for you, to expose your tits for him. He hums appreciatively, reaching out to touch, but you slap his hand away. “Only look.”

He shudders, nodding, and humps against you faster. "Noona, please, fuck me. Fuck your dumb baby."

"No whining." You reprimand, lifting his shirt up to his mouth and he obediently bites on it, muffling his noises. With the shirt up, his boxers are exposed, and you watch as every time he thrusts forward, the tip of his dick pokes out from his boxers, red and leaking. “And I thought you’d thank me for being so nice to a pervert like you.”

Felix pants around the fabric in his mouth, his dick dripping over your panties. Placing your hand on his ass, you feel the muscle clench and relax as he ruts desperately against you. “Is this how you wanna fuck noona? You think your little dick can make me feel good?”

He pushes the shirt out of his mouth with his tongue and babbles. “I can noona. Just let me put it inside.” He grabs his dick and runs the head of it over your clothed slit, making you shiver at the stimulation. Then he pushes the head against your hole but is prevented from pushing in because of the underwear “Just let me put it in, noona.”

“You’re a greedy little kitten aren’t you? Put your hands up to your chest, kitty.” You order, and he reluctantly obeys. “Now stick your tongue out and pant for me.”

He does so with a flush, looking like a cat in heat. Absolutely filthy.

“That’s it. That’s a good, boy. Putting on a show for noona.”

He nods happily, high off the praise you’re giving him. "I'm gonna cum for you noona. Watch me cum for you."

“I’m looking, little whore. Cum for me.” You purr, cupping handfuls of his ass as you encourage his now sloppy thrusts.

Felix cries out, cum spurting out of the tip of his cock and landing on your pretty silk nightgown. You tut disappointedly, “Look at the mess you made, kitten. You ruined my nightgown with your filthy cum.”

“I’m sorry, noona.” Felix pants, not looking sorry at all. In fact, he looks enraptured by the sight in front of him. “I’ll buy you a new one.”

He falls over your chest, suckling on your breasts gently as his breathing slows down and becomes deep as he falls asleep.

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That’s how things go for a long while. Just you helping Felix take the edge off without actually going all the way. You can tell he’s disappointed. He must’ve thought that this was the start of you reigniting your relationship, but you still can’t get yourself to be there for him in the way he needs you. And despite you acting romantically together and going on dates, you never officially acknowledged that you are in a relationship, and you can tell that this, more than anything, hurt him the most.

You feel pity and self-hate fill you up as you play with the boy’s hair, his head resting on your lap.

“How do you like the cocktail?” Felix asks lazily, taking you out of your thoughts.

You blink and take another sip of the drink he made you, appreciating the taste on your tongue. It’s actually pretty good, and you tell him exactly that. “But it seems quite strong. I’m a little lightheaded already. What’s in it, kitten?”

Felix giggles as he presses a finger to his mouth, making a shushing sound. “It's a secret.”

You smile fondly at him, soaking up his laughter along with the afternoon son, the calming rhythm of lix's breathing and the strong drink making you feel sleepy. You decide you’re gonna ask him if he’d like to take a nap with you, but before you can form your words, you abruptly get much sleepier, your eyelids turning to lead as they struggle to stay open to the world spinning around you.

You finally manage a little groan, attracting Felix’s attention. He looks up at you in question and his curious eyes are the last thing you see before it all goes black

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You wake up feeling hot and sticky. Groggily coming to, you blurrily see a mop of blonde hair over your exposed chest and feel wetness over your nipples. Despite your heavy head, you can immediately tell it’s Felix, and your thoughts trudge along as you try to think of what you were doing last but the memory is too fuzzy.

You’re easily distracted when you feel his moans against your skin as he kisses and suckles on your breasts, his hips dragging over your thigh needily. You try to move your hands to push him away, confused and mad that he is touching you without permission, but you only hear the sound of metal clanking as your hands stay above your head, and with a panic, you realize that you were shackled to the bed.

At the sound, Felix lifts his head up and smiles at you sweetly, as if nothing about this was weird. “Noona, you’re awake!”

You stare at him in bewilderment, and he finally realizes what’s wrong. Sheepishly, he explains, “I’m sorry. You were taking so long to wake up and I couldn’t help myself.”

His words don’t really make the situation much clearer. "What is happening? Why am I bound?"

He smiles, moving up your body so his nose is touching yours. "You've been bad noona, rejecting me for so long. I tried to wait. I tried to be good for you but you still kept rejecting me. So I decided to push things along a little."

"What?" You ask, throat dry.

"I put a sedative in your drink so you'd pass out and I can play with you." He explains cheerily, like that was a completely normal and benign thing to do.

"What the fuck, Felix?” You shout, pulling on your shackles in alarm. “You're crazy."

"Crazy over you." He giggles, pinning your hands to the bed so you wouldn’t struggle. “Now stop or you’ll hurt yourself.”

“You’re the one who is hurting me!”

He frowns. “Don’t say that, noona. I’ve been taking good care of you, haven’t I?”

“And you think that gives you the right to drug and assault me?”

His frown deepens at that, all air of playfulness gone from around him. “Stop. Saying. That.” He grits, “I can’t assault you when you’re mine.”

He leans back and palms at your breasts greedily, his thumbs brushing over your wet buds, and you struggle to not arch up into his touch, a fresh wave of arousal sticking your shorts to your pussy even more. “You’re so perfect, noona.”

"Let me go." You cry, gradually getting more and more panicked.

"I'll never let you go again." His voice is gruff and it sends a shiver down your spine as he rubs his fingers over your clit coarsely. “So stop this or you’ll make me really angry, noona.”

You still immediately, thinking back on what he did last time he got mad. You could still feel the suffocation gripping your throat.

“If you’re wet, noona. I’ll know you want me too.” He pulls back from your chest and slowly peels your shorts down your legs, a gasp escaping him when he is undoubtedly greeted by your underwear sticking to your slick, puffy lips in arousal. “I knew it. Fuck, you’re so sexy.”

He grabs the top of your panties, pulling them up so they’d rub over your pussy, teasing you and delighting in watching you involuntarily squirm. “You’re so sensitive, noona.”

“It’s okay. I’ll take care of you.” He slinks your panties down your legs then pulls your thighs up, spreading your legs wide for him, and moaning out in appreciation. “Ah, fuck, noona…so hot.”

His fingers slowly rub over your exposed, drenched pussy, driving you crazy with the deliberate, wide strokes. You have to fight hard to not close your legs around him. “Want more, noona?”

You bite down on your tongue. You won’t give him the satisfaction of admitting it out loud. Resolutely, his fingers trail down your pussy and into your warm, tight heat, and you can’t fight back the gasp that is ripped from you. You shake as his fingers ever so slowly pump in and out of you. And when he puts his mouth on you, your moans flow out, not caring anything for your ego.

Felix moans into your pussy, eating you out slowly too, maddening slow as if he was kissing you. The wet sounds of his lips and tongue on you make you burn in shame and arousal.

He stays between your legs a long time, driving you mad, his tongue deliberately moving along your folds and and his lips sucking on your sensitive skin, while his fingers stay inside your pussy and relentlessly but equally as slowly rub against that sweet spot inside you. You feel the burn gradually build in your body, it fries your brain and by the time you cum, your entire nervous system is on fire.

He climbs up your body, looking down at you with the most fucked out look on his pretty face, his eyes absolutely glazed over with lust as he bucks his crotch against you and kisses your mouth the same way he did your pussy. You taste yourself on him so clearly it feels like the taste is imprinted on his tongue forever.

Pulling away, a trail of saliva and cum connects your lips. “Need you to fuck me.”

“Let me go, baby.” You coax gently, hoping he won’t get upset if you’re sweet. “Let me go and I'll fuck you."

He shakes his head, "I know you're lying to me, noona. I know I have to break you in first before I let you go."

You pale, bile rising up your throat at the ominous words. "Break me in… how?"

"You’ll see." He giggles, craning your neck up and kissing your skin harshly, growling in between the sloppy kisses, "But when you're over those worthless boys, maybe you can fuck me again. I hate being a bad boy but this is the only way to make you see."

Pulling back from your stinging neck, he presses his dick to your entrance. Your pussy spasms around the tip of his dick, and he chuckles deeply. “Look how needy your pussy is for me. Noona was wasting time being a little slut and letting those bastards touch her when she could've had me." He says reproachfully, as if you were a misbehaving child, and it makes your anger flare up and overpower your fear.

"I don't want you, you freak." You spit out and he slaps you, hard, the force of it busting your lip open. Taking a deep break, he calms himself down and smiles again. "Now that's not very nice, noona. After all I've done for you." He leans down and licks at the drop of blood that sprung from your lip, moaning at the taste.

"You made me wait for so long, noona. I can't wait anymore." He shakes a little, as if it really was hurting him physically to hold back. Pushing into you, he lets out a shuddering cry. "I love you so much. You're finally mine."

You arch your back as he buries himself all the way inside of you, and he takes that opportunity to bend down and pluck one of your nipples into his mouth. You whimper against him, making him speed up his thrusts.

“I’m making you feel good, aren’t I, noona?” He grunts, keeping your legs wide open as he fucks into you but you don’t reply, angering him. Suddenly, you’re flipped onto your stomach, and he pushes himself between your spread legs so you can't close them, plunging his dick back inside you. “You will not ignore me, noona. I will not allow it.”

He steadies himself on both sides of you and leans over you, trapping you under him and fucking you hard and slow, trying to get as deep inside you as possible despite his size and making you shiver as his dick drags against your walls. He gradually speeds up, his dick gliding easily over the track it made, overwhelming your poor pussy.

He fucks you so well, and you’re entirely, completely ashamed of how good it feels. It seems like he is intent on humiliating you, his dick hitting the sweet spot inside of you perfectly with each thrust, and your pussy keeps clenching around him more and more as the sound of your flesh smacking together fills the room. You’re transfixed under him, eyes squeezed shut and mouth hanging open with your back perfectly arched to receive his thrusts, and soon, he grunts into your ear, "I'm so close."

Your eyes snap open urgently. “Pull out. I'm not on birth control. You can’t cum inside me." You explain hastily. You had stopped taking the pill ever since Chan had passed away. You weren’t fucking Felix so you felt no need to take it.

"I know, noona." He says and you almost sigh in relief, fully expecting Felix to whine but pull out. But to your horror, he continues, "Gonna breed you so you'll never leave me again."

Your breath catches in your throat and your nerves go numb. You sob, “Felix, please no. Pull out, baby please. I won’t leave. I’ll stay.”

“You will.” He promises you, and doesn’t pull back. Instead, fucking you harder and spanking your ass as he grunts loudly, "Take it like a good noona."

He empties himself inside of you, his hot cum flooding your pussy, and to your great shame, that pushes you to cum too, your pussy milking him obediently. He praises you happily, "Good noona, taking all my cum. Your pussy knows you belong to me."

You think he’ll be done now, having fucked you and filled you up. But to your horror, he turns you on your side and embraces you from behind. Lifting one leg up in the air, he starts fucking you again. With how wet you were and his previous ejaculation, wet lewd sounds fill the room along with his low grunts and your breathless gasps.

He spends the whole night fucking you, taking you in every position conceivable and making sure to empty every little drop inside of you, apologizing for being a bad boy and promising you that he'll take any punishment you give him once you’re pregnant with his baby and he can be sure you'll stay.

The worst part is that he makes sure you cum too, seeming intent on not allowing you any space to later claim like you didn’t enjoy yourself, murmuring praises into your ear every time you orgasm. "Good noona, cumming around my cock. Kitty is so happy with you. You wanna cum again?"

You are almost passed out when he’s done fucking you. Leaving you used up and sprawled out on the bed, he gets up to retrieve something. When he gets back on the bed, you purposefully don’t look at him, expecting him to now try to suck up to you and get you to forgive him.

But he doesn’t say anything and you suddenly jolt at the sharp sting you feel along your inner thigh. You look down in horror to see felix carving something with a knife onto your skin. His own name.

You shout and begin to struggle, only to quickly realize that you shouldn't be moving around with a sharp knife so close to your genitals, and Felix is aware of that too. He ignores your tearful pleas and pained screams until he’s all done. Brandishing the now bloody knife, he whispers conspiratorially, “Wanna know something, noona?”

You don’t reply but he doesn’t care, smiling as he pushes the knife to your throat. “This is the knife I used to stab Jisung.” Your stomach drops and your blood beats frenziedly against the knife pressed to your skin. “It’s also the same knife I used to kill Chan.”

You stay frozen in place, not even breathing, not even blinking.

"I didn't want to kill him. I really loved him. He was the only one I was willing to share you with but he left me no choice.” He goes on, pouting slightly as if he was lamenting losing his favorite mug. “But it’s better this way. Now you’re all mine. And once you're broken in, I'll let you use this to mark me up too."

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A/N: let me know what you think of the ending. I love to hear it!

#stray kids smut #felix smut #sub!felix #sub!idol #yandere!felix #dom!felix

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t0shii · 4 years ago

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% comforting them when they're upset

.! oikawa, tsukishima, matsukawa (sep) x gn!r

.! angst + fluff/ breakdowns, crying, etc. lightly proofread bc im lazy so sorry for any mistakes.

.! im so sorry if this is absolute word vomit or horse shit 😭 i tried my best though 😌 uhhh sorry for not posting yesterday i got my daith pierced and i was in a lot of pain after that so i didnt feel like writing anywho enjoy this 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 p.s. i was originally gonna write for mad dog but i was struggling so i went with mattsun instead sorry. also idk why matsuns ended up being so short i didnt do him justice i apologize 😩

oikawa

— always gets discouraged when his knee bothers him. today was one of those days. his coach had made him sit out of practice because he had been limping a bit. he came home distraught and you noticed right away.

"what's the matter toru?" you asked opening your arms for a hug, which he accepted, wrapping his arms around your middle quite tightly. "my knee is bothering me again 'n coach made me sit out. it's just not fair." he mumbled into your shoulder. you could feel his tears soak through your shirt. you nodded and responded, "baby, he just doesn't want you to hurt yourself. i know it's not fair but-", "but i wanna play volleyball, i wanna get better and practice." he said, aggravated that you weren't exactly on his side, still he held you tighter.

"toru, baby, look at me." he does as told, and you bring your hands up to wipe his tear stained cheeks,"toru, you can't strain your knee anymore than you already do, you know this. i know you only want to play volleyball, baby i know, but you have to be patient." he nods in agreement and you do the same, then guiding his head back to your shoulder, "i know it's frustrating toru, but you can't force it, y'know? he wouldn't make you sit out if it wasn't for your best interest. you know that, deep down."

the two of you had been cuddling on the couch, his back against your chest when you heard him sniffling again, "toru, what's wrong?" you ask softly, sitting up slightly. "i'm so useless, my own knee can't even work right. the team deserves someone better and so d-do you" he hiccuped, hiding is face in his hands. you felt guilty for not comforting him more earlier. "toru, that's not true at all." you stated, forcing his hands into yours, "take it back right now." he looked at you confused. "toru oikawa i said take it back right this instant." you said a little sterner than before.

"no." he managed to get out through sobs, and you knew the stern method wasn't going to work this time around. "toru, please. you're not useless at all, not to anyone, not to the team, and especially not to me. you're the best teammate, friend and boyfriend anyone could ever ask for and your knee just needs a break sometimes, you just need a break sometimes and thats okay. needing a break doesn't make you useless or weak, toru." you say softly, guiding him to a sitting position, hugging him closely and tracing small, comforting shapes on his back.

"you're so so strong toru, and you're an amazing person, an amazing boyfriend, you're such an amazing volleyball player and i'm so proud of how far you've come since highschool." you say, kissing the crown of his head. "you mean it?" he asks leaning back to look at you, "i always do, toru. i love you more than anything, and i'm so so fucking proud of you, but you have to know, it's okay to need a break sometimes and it doesn't change who you are as a person and it definitely doesn't make you weak or useless. he nods in response, burrying his head into the crook of your neck. you both stay like that, you whispering words of affirmations, him listening fondly until he feels better a little while later.

tsukishima

— he usually didn't let the stress of professional volleyball get to him like this, but he couldn't help it he would be lying if he said he wasn't overwhelmed, from interviews, to extra practice to prepare for the overseas games he had coming up, he was exhausted, to add onto it all he had been neglecting you and he felt horrible for it.

you knew practice was going to be running late since your boyfriend had told you in advance, so you weren't initially worried as to why kei had been coming home late at night. this night in particular was the fourth night in a row kei been home late and you starting to grow concerned. you hadn't seen him hardly at all that week, which was unusual because he always made time for you no matter what. worried, you decided to stay awake and wait for him to get home.

when the time finally comes, your heart dropped at his appearance, he looked absolutely horrible, as if he hadn't slept right in weeks. "why are you up?" he mumbled, taking his shoes off rather sloppily, uncharacteristic of him. you made your way closer to yoir exhausted boyfriend, "kei, i'm worried about you. i know you don't like me meddling with your career, and please don't misunderstand my concern for that. i'm just worried you aren't getting enough rest and i've barely seen you at all this week." you said, crossing your arms over your chest.

you knew something was wrong when you saw the tear swell in his eyes, but he just stood there awkwardly, you walked closer toward him, "kei, what's wrong?" you ask, extending your arms toward him, which he basically fell into, he started sobbing immediately, shocking you initially. "i'm s-sorry for neglecting you this week, i didn't mean to i-i just-", "kei, i'm not worried about that, i'm worried that you aren't taking care of yourself properly." you mumble, patting his back comfortingly. to which he shakes his head no."work has been too much recently, i can't sleep and i barely have time to even think. its just practice, interviews, practice, interviews i-i can't handle it all anymore, y/n." he sobbed into your shoulder, you were speechless at his vulnerability.

"kei,-", "but i can't stop now because that'll make me a failure and i don't want to let you down and the team too, i just want to make everyone proud but i think i'm falling behind." he cried, fiddling with the hem of your shirt. "kei, you could never let me down. actually, i think i've been letting you down recently, i don't tell you this enough but, i'm so so proud of you kei, so proud you don't even understand, i'm sorry for not expressing that enough to you. i understand that you feel as if you're falling behind but overworking and stressing yourself out isn't going to help you improve, kei, and i know you also know that."

"you're working yourself sick, kei and i can't stand here and continue to let that happen so you're taking a day off whether you like it or not. tomorrow will be a me and you day, how does that sound? i'll call your coach in the morning." honestly, you wouldn't have let him say no anyways, and he knew that so he just nodded his head. "look at me kei, you have to tell me when you're feeling overwhelmed. it's not good to keep things in like this, it's just like you tell me." he nods his head, but avoids eye contact, "and i'm not disappointed or upset at you, you know. but i can't read your mind, so please just tell me when things start to feel like they're crashing down on you 'kay? i'll help you just like you help me." you smile, he looks at you and nods, hugs you closer and whispers an "i love you" into your ear, which you return.

matsuwaka

— you knew his work was stressful and emotionally and mentally exhausting, so there were always worries in the back of your mind that he would become too overwhelmed, well today your worries became reality.

"welcome home issei." you called from the kitchen as your boyfriend walked through the door, though he offered you no response, which made you frown. "issei?-" you gasped when you felt a pair of strong arms sneak their way around your waist, "jesus, issei, you scared me!" you giggle placing your hands atop of his own, but you realized he was not laughing with you. "issei, baby?" concern laced in your tone as you maneuvered your way around to face him, "what's wrong baby?" you ask, taking his face in your hands to wipe at escaping tears.

"work was rough today." was all he said as he melted at the feeling of your thumbs running back and forth on his cheeks. "oh issei, i'm sorry." you mumbled, kissing the tip of his nose lightly, "is there anything i can do to help?" he didn't know why but something inside of him snapped when you asked him that, and sobs escaped his lips, he could only hide his face in the space between your neck and shoulder because for some reason he felt... ashamed to be crying in front of you like this. "please just hold me." he cried, so you did just that, shushimg him when his sobs got violent, rubbing your hand up and down his back soothingly.

the both of you stood there for a good 15 minutes before you spoke up after he had calmed down a bit, "is there anything you need to get off your chest? you don't have to tell me now or even at all but i want you to know that whatever is bothering you, you can tell me, anything at all. i know your job is mentally exhausting and honestly i dont even know how you do it but i dont want you thinking you have to carry the burden of it alone, okay? i'm so proud of you, so so so proud of you issei, i just wanted you to know that."

you felt him nod in the crook of your neck, a soft, "thank you." sounding shortly after, "of course." you responded, kissing his shoulder a few time.he wasn't sure when he would feel completely ready to get things off his chest but he felt loved knowing that you would always be there to comfort him, and for that he was forever grateful.

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itstheghostofmypast · 2 years ago

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SUGAR

HONEY

ICED TEA?

IDK

GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT?

SO, I WAS NOMINATED TO BE PART OF STUDENT COUNCIL DAY BEFORE YESTERDAY AT LIKE, 9:30 PM. I HAD TO GIVE A SPEECH AT 10:10 IN THE MORNING THE NEXT DAY (YESTERDAY). SO I PREPARED THIS WHOLE SPEECH, WHICH WAS SO GOOD AND ELOQUENT. THEN I WENT TO PRESENT IT AND HALF-WAY THROUGH THE SPEECH FORGOT IT- SO, I SUMMARISED THE WHOLE SPEECH AND ENDED MY SPEECH WITH A "Can everyone stand up, please? No can you all move to the right? And now, please sit back down! Thank you so much, now I can go home and tell my mom I moved the audience!"

I THOUGHT I COMPLETELY MESSED UP THE SPEECH, CAUSE ALL THE 6TH GRADERS WERE SO ANGRY! TURN OUT, THE TEACHERS AND THE SENIORS LIKED MY SPEECH, CAUSE A LOT OF PEOPLE CAME UP TO ME TELLING ME THEY LOVED MY SPEECH TODAY! AND I FOUND OUT THAT I AM MOVING ON TO THE NEXT ROUND OF ELECTIONS, THE INTERVIEW PROCESS-

OMG, WTF-

... yeah, that's it- Sorry about the caps lock-

What about you? Any drama or tea? Cause I wanna knowwwwwww-

Also, are you working on anything? If yes, what?

HOLY SHEEEEEET - I'M SO PROUD OF YOU <3 WE LOVE US A PERSON WITH THEM LEADING QUALITIESSSSSS AND ESPECIALLY SOMEONE WHO CAN WOO A CROWD!!

I BET THOSE SIXTH GRADERS DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO TOP YOUR SPEECHHH- BEST OF LUCK WITH YOUR INTERVIEW!!! I'M SURE YOU'LL ACE IT AND AHHH I MISS STUDENT COUNCILS SO MUCH- I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOUUUU o(>ω<)o ˭̡̞(◞⁎˃ᆺ˂)◞*💓💓

LET ME BLESS YOU WITH CONFIDENT PEOPLE

As for the tea- well bestie, my college is about to start and I have to pick courses, the problem is the website CRASHES BC THE GENIUSES AT ADMIN OFFICE THINK ALLOWING 7 BATCHES TO ACCESS THE WEBSITE FOR A SPECIFIC FOUR HOURS IS A FABULOUS IDEA- Hence, I will fight for my life to get courses tomorrow that aren't risking my GPA :). And soBs- rumor has it that one of our super smart, nice and cool lecturer went abroad to study and she won't be teaching us this semester 😭😭😭😭😭😭-Yes, I am working on stuff- I'm thinking of scheduling my requests- like posting two per month. ATM THOUGH I literally DERAILED and have been writing a 💓Draco💓 fic- forgive me I need to get it out of my system, and its looooooooooooooooong 🐍

BUT IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU!!! YOU HAVE ALL MY SUPPORT- MAY YOU CRUSH YOUR ENEMIES (metaphorically, unless you want to literally, hey, that's your call) AND SUCCEED IN GETTING WHATEVER POSITION YOU WANT 💓💓💓💓💓💓💓

#student council #GIRL BOSS RIGHT HERE #SHE GOT THEM SKILLS #PROUD

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rozengrotto · 4 years ago

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the 12th of July is Russell’s birthday and here’s his card~!

♡ Birthday Interview with Russell and his Groooovy art under the cut ♡

Part 1

♡—Octavinelle Dorm - Birthday Party Venue—♡

NRC School Newspaper Birthday Interview Feature

~Russell version~

Yuu: Happy Birthday!

Russell: Ah, thank you a lot! It still surprises me to receive so many birthday greetings from everyone.

Are you not used to people wishing you happy birthday?

Russell: Can't say I am, really. My family is rather small and I never had many friends growing up. But I do appreciate the congratulations lots! It feels nice!

How does your family celebrate your birthday?

Russell: Every year, my mother treats me to a fancy restaurant and we eat tons of good stuff. Maybe you know of it, it's run by Azul-senpai's parents. The food there is heavenly! Even my aunt, granny and little cousins come to visit for that occasion. It can get surprisingly lively when all of us are around~

Speaking of, what is your favorite food?

Russell: Any dish that has shrimp in it! They are delicious and so easy to catch. I especially love biting off their heads first, it makes a funny sound! Oh wait, doesn't Floyd-senpai call you “shrimp” as well? Hehe, how interesting~

* gulp * M-moving on. Is there any food you dislike?

Russell: Hmm, let me think. I'm not all that picky, but I dislike caramel toffee since it’s all sticky. I hate it when food gets stuck between my teeth. It reminds me of the time when I had to wear those stupid braces. Luckily I don't need them anymore and my teeth are super duper fine now! Wanna see them~?

Part 2

You seem to get along well with your upperclassmen.

Russell: All of them are very kind and I feel like I can learn a lot from them. Just yesterday Jade-senpai told me about a kind of mushroom that glows in the dark! Isn’t that amazing? It's never boring around here above the surface. But most of all, it's great to hang out with Floyd-senpai! He's so much fun and he never cares about what others say, I like that!

So you admire him?

Russell: Very much! I wanna be strong and smart and make my own way, just like him!

He also knows that looks don't define a person.

A book shouldn't be judged by its cover after all. People easily underestimate me since I seem rather weak and small.

But I don't think that's a bad thing.

It's more fun to see the shock on their faces when they realize what a person like me is capable of.

We anglerfish love the element of surprise~

You are an anglerfishmer, yes? Can you tell us more about yourself?

Russell: Oh? Do you want to learn more about us anglerfish, Prefect-san? How nice!

Let me give you some awesome trivia about anglerfishmer then!

When I am in my merform, I can make my whole body glow in the dark. You wouldn’t believe how many foolish fish are drawn to the light, hehe~

Also I can extend my jaw and make it reaaaaal big! Sadly, I can't do that as a human, I think it would look rather weird anyways.

In the past before I had braces, people used to make fun of me for my teeth since they were so crooked and long and strange. They still are kind of long and some people keep staring... But Floyd-senpai told me to bite anyone who says anything bad about my teeth!

That doesn't sound like a good advice....

Russell: Haha, it's alright, Prefect-san, I was just joking! I'd never bite anybody! ...without a reason, that is~

Part 3

What sort of presents did you receive?

Russell: Let's see here.

My classmates and a few of my senpais gave me some neat stuff and sweets.

Oh, and my mother sent me a jar of stars this year! They aren't truly stars of course, but bioluminescent algae formed into star shape. She always knows what I love the most. I keep it on my nightstand and use it as a reading light!

So you like stars a lot?

Russell: Mhm, I love stargazing. When I was little, I used to sneak out and swim up to the surface to look at all the glittering stars in the night sky. As a child I thought they were fellow anglerfish so I waved at them, but of course they never answered. I remember crying because of that, but in hindsight it was silly of me to be sad about it.

You know, I was born in the depths of Coral Sea where it's mostly dark and cold. We communicate a lot via light signals, so seeing something shiny and glowing always makes me feel happy and at ease. Many fear the dark. Well, I can't blame them, it's dangerous if you can't see what's lurking around. However, we use that to our advantage when we hunt, hehe~

I...see. Uhm, is there anything else you like?

Russell: Yes, I love acting! I did some stage plays for fun when I was in middle school. Everyone says I’m really good at putting on a show! I can even cry on command. It's my dream to become an actor one day and appear in a grand movie.

Right, you are a member of the Film Studies club, correct?

Russell: Indeed! Imagine my surprise when I found out that Vil-senpai is the leader of said club! I watched every single movie that his father featured in, I’m a big fan of his works!

Although I am part of the club, Vil-senpai himself still won't give me a major role. He says I'm a good actor, but I need to put more heart into my performance. When I had my audition he saw right through my act! Not many are able to do that, Vil-senpai truly is something else. I suppose I still have much to learn. Just watch me, one day I will prove myself to him!

I am sure you will be able to do that!

Russell: Why, thank you, Prefect-san. I'll try my best~

Thank you for sharing all of this with us!

Once again, Happy Birthday!

#russell pontus #twisted wonderland #twst oc #twst #octavinelle #twisted wonderland oc #birthday card #my art #my writing

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ushiwakaout · 4 years ago

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I-bRO your what the Haikyuu bois would say is so awesome! Could I request that but for Kuroo? I'm literally such a simp for the roosterhead! Thanks so much ♡

Thank you 🥺 that means a lot.

i love kuroo 😖 i hate fannon kuroo ngl, so many people think he’s a sex god (well even cannon kuroo is probably a sex god once he figures out how to work his willy but u know) and he’s honestly just a dumb chem nerd.

Let us just say that you work for him as a personal assisten

Warnings: HAIYUUU TIMESKIP

“Hey, honey... Breakfast is ready.” (5:00 am)

“No dont worry, i didnt make it... You know I cant cook to save my life.”

“I just went down the street to buy you a coffee and some sweet bread.”

“You always wake up earlier than I do to get me something, so i just thought to repay you back...”

“Why do you always think there is a catch?”

“Fine, you caught me... I need you to help me make an itinerarie for our upcoming not-so-vacation, vacation.”

“I would have told you yesterday but we where, busy~”

“Ow! Do not hit me, I’m your boss.”

You: “More the reason!”

“More the reason my ass, hurry up and get ready, we gotta get to the office.”

“Oh yeah, we also have meetings all day today so wear something comfortable.”

“You ready to go?” (6:30 am)

“Give me a little twirl baby.”

*will slap you ass when you pass him to leave your home*

*he is def laughing past you and you’re like alright bet*

you: “Hey baby come here, give me a kiss”

“Oh now you wanna give me a kiss, you gotta reach for it, honey ~ ”

*you pull on his tie so he’s at level for a kiss but you only give him a peck before giving his ass a good smack and running to the passanger side of his car*

“Hey! Get back here, I want a decent kiss!”

“Who tought you how to smack so hard?”

“Me? I would never~”

“Come on give me a good kiss.”

“I’m gonna park the car, you go ahead and get a head start without me.”(7:30 am)

you: “What took you so long?”

“What do you mean what took me so long, I was getting you flowers”

*gives you the bouque of flowers and kiss on the cheek*

“Duh honey~”

“Stop blushing and lets get to work.” (8:00 am)

“Have you seen my pen?”

“Can you go get me some water?”

“Come on give me a kiss before we get to the next meeting.”

“Hey, just because their an assistant doesn’t mean you get to boss them around like that.”

“Says who? You ’re fucking boss and her husband you dibshit- get out my office and I want you to apologize, but don’t you dare look in their eyes because a low life like you doesn’t deserve to.”

“Oh and ask her to come back in, will you?”

“Hey honey, is it lunch yet?”

you: “You did not have to be so rude...”

“Didn’t have to be rude, my ass. No one gets to talk down to you like that- not even me... Well, I do... But only if you want me too~”

*he do be leaning in for a kiss but you shove your hand onto his face*

you: “Whatchu want for lunch Testu and do not say me because I will quit.”

“Awe.. Honey you’re no fun...”

HE HAS ONE HUNDRESS PERCENT EATEN YOU KNOW OUT IN HIS OFFICE, HES MADE YOU CUM DURRING MEETINGS AND HAS MADE YOU SIT ON HIS COCK WHILE ON CONVERENCE CALLS AGHHHHH

“Just order me something and get it to go because we don’t have time to go out right now, I’ll make it up to you next time tho.”

“It’s just Y/n with my lunch. Let them in will ya?” (1:00 pm)

“Hey, honey...*whispers* book me an appointment with my chiro will ya? My back is definetly gonna need it... Do it for friday night since we have the weekend off.”

“You’re dismissed.”

*will pat you your thigh before you walk out the door*

*is a very firm believer of not teasing you around co-workers. no pda around the office unless it’s his and the blinds are shut and the door is locked*

“Honey~ let me take a nap on your lap.I’ve got thirty minutes and I’m tired.” (2:30 pm)

“Hey- We have a dinner meeting so I need you to go home, freshen up and get me a new suit- I’ll get ready in the gym bathrooms, I’ll be fine.”

“Let me know when you’re on the way so I can just take a quick wash- hold on give me a kiss before you go.” (3:20 pm)

“You’re on the way back? Pick me up some iced coffee, yeah?”

“You here? Hold on let me put on a towel.” (6:00 pm)

“What you lookin’ at?”

“Oh? Sorry- I’ll cover up~”

“You look real sexy by the way... Give me a kiss.”

“Mmm, if I keep kissing you, were gonna have to head home right now baby~”

you: “Tetsuro, this meeting is literraly about keeping your company and making it a bigger establishment... We are not gonna drop it to go fuck.”

“But honey~”

*smaking the back of his head*

you: “I will leave you high and dry next time you try it.”

*Kuroo def becomes a little pouty after you say that*

*while at dinner a conversation about you breaks through while youre in the restroom*

“So, you’re married to your assistant... How’s that like?” The man in front of him asked, with his own wife absent at the moment. “Oh, um... They’re really great- Y/n a great partner and theirs nothing more I could ask for.” He man scoffs before taking a drink, “Did they work for you before you got marries?” Kuroo nods, “I met them a fem years ago during a one on one interview, they have been working with me ever since.” The executive nodded, clearing his throat. “They a good fuck?” He asked, shocking Kuroo. “Excuse me?” He asked, making sure he didn’t hear him incorrectly. “I asked, are they a good fuck. Someone like that seems too good for our work, bet their probably a sleazy bitch who-” Kuroo go up from his seat a reached over to grab the mans collar. “Speak of my spouse with that manner ever again and i wont hesitate to ruin your life. You know what they learned about you before we got here. They found out that you’re having an affair- and they just happen to be pregnant... Seems to me that your hush money wasn’t enough. How about we tell your wife and kids that you just happened to start a new, hidden, life without them.” Little to Kuroos knowledge you where a few steps behind the table and happen to hear everything your husband had just threatened to spill. “Tetsuro...” You mumbled, setting your hand on his shoulder. “Sit down...” You looked back at the executive and smiled sadisticly, “You heard my husband... Finding about your second life wasn’t so hard.. Maybe I could send it to your wife in a matter of seconds if you don’t get up from this table, agree to our side of the contract and then leave. We’d like to enjoy our dinner in peace.”

“How much did you hear?”

“Right... Let’s just forget this ever happened and enjoy the dinner we deserve.”

“That was so, so, delicious” (8:00 pm)

“Did you enjoy your dinner?”

“Good, let’s get a bottle to go, yeah?”

“Home, sweet fucking home.”

“Come here, we’ll open the bottle later.”

*ya’ll accidentally fall asleep on the couch bc you guys work so hard together... its a cute sight*

Extra:

you: “Kuroo wake up, someones trying to get in.”

“No one is trying to break in.”

Kenma: “No she’s right I was trying to break in... I forgot my switch charger here and I need it.”

More of Husband Kuroo: here

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SK8 THE INFINITY (Late Valentines Special Headcannon

(A/n: I HAVE BECOME A SLUT FOR THIS SERIES SK8 THE INFINITY GIVES ME SO MUCH LIFE EVEN THOUGH ITS STILL SO NEW! DIDNT HAVE TIME YESTERDAY SO HERES THE LATE VALENTINES SPECIAL WITH THE MAINS FROM SK8 THE INFINITY)

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Langa Hasegawa

-Sweet clueless child is a complete idiot when it comes to love and to make it worse you’re dense to his advances.

-Met you at school with Reki and would try to be as close to you as possible, letting you borrow his board so he could enjoy your smile as you skated.

-Due to personal reasons you were extremely touch starved and Langa was more then willing to hug you all day long but he’d find himself staring at your lips in want.

-Once Valentines came around he felt like finally confessing to you despite the holiday being a total cliche.

-Decided to make you chocolates, unfortunately he kept burning the batches so he had to ask his mom for help which resulted in her finding out about you.

-Wrote a message on the chocolates himself despite his terrible penmanship and hoped you would appreciate it and accept him.

-Almost forgets the chocolates the next day since he overslept and was late for school, wishes you a good morning over texts and asks you to meet him at the front gates to talk to you.

-Was bombarded by fan girls at school that wanted to give him gifts and found himself bumping into someone, just so happened to be you, but he realizes that he knocked something out of your hands and it got crushed under another girls foot.

-For the first time ever he actually saw your face pale and tears prick the corner of your (e/c) hues, he growled under his breathe shouting at everyone to leave as he wrapped his arms around you.

-You didn’t hug him back, you just silently cried somehow not making a sound and he sighed seeing you upset.

-“I’m sorry they crushed your gift, were you giving it to someone?”, he tried to hide the jealousy in his voice as he wiped away your tears.

-You nodded your head before explaining that they were meant for him. He blushed of course but a goofy grin plastered itself on his face as he cupped your cheeks and slammed a kiss against your sweet warm lips.

-He pulled away leaving you a stuttering mess as he presented you his little pink gift box. You took it and opened it giggling at what he had wrote, “We’re already friends Langa.”, you giggled showing him his incorrect kanji.

-“N-no I-I meant boyfriend, can I be your boyfriend pretty please?”, he begged as if he still had no chance with you.

-You giggled and smiled again before cupping his cheeks and returning his sweet kiss from before. Successful Valentines Confession.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Reki Kyan

-Y’all already been dating but this was your first Valentines together so he wanted to make it special.

-“Gotta head to work bye Reki.”, you hummed kissing his lips sweetly before you skated away on your board.

-He smiled watching you disappear into the sunset but once you were out of sight he bolted the rest of the way home.

-He’s not your ordinary guy and he loves skateboarding so he wanted to protray his feelings for skateboarding and you into his next project.

-Stayed up day and night in order to finish it and rushed to your house Valentines morning to spend the day with you before he presented your gift to you.

-Treated you to your favorite ice cream shop and a shopping spree at the plush store where you excitedly bought all the cute anime and animal plushes you had been dying for.

-You presented his gift to him around noon by taking him to a very special skateboard shop that your dad owned, he got first dibs at all the latest equipment and parts he needed for future projects and you couldn’t help smiling as he gasped at your father for letting him keep everything he had picked out and wanted.

-Your dad dropped you both off at Reki’s house in a pick up truck since Reki and gotten so much and helped unload it while you went in to greet his mother and sisters.

-He ran to his garage to get your gift but started getting nervous thinking that you wouldn’t like it.

-“S-she’ll like it I know she will. (Y/n)’s always spoiling me so this will pay her back for being so wonderful to me.”, he thought hugging the board tight to his chest as he ran back in to see you.

-“H-hey (Y/n), can you come here for a sec?”

-He could hear you running towards him and smiled nervously as he hid the board behind his back.

-Has you close your eyes and places the board deck side down in your arms so you can see the custom design he made for you on the back.

-You absolutely screech in joy seeing the new board in your arms, you couldn’t believe it was actually yours. Reki has to grab you by the cheeks hold you in place and tell you it was yours like five times just for you to believe him.

-You can’t help but throw yourself against him to hug him and kiss his pudgy face all over while chanting ‘I love you’ over and over again.

-He’s so happy you like your new board, he’s so overwhelmed by your affection but he absolutely adores you and kisses you one more time before dragging you off to his room for a movie and cuddles.

-A dorky sweetheart you can’t tell me otherwise.

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Miya Chinen

-YOU ARE VIDEO GAME BUDDIES!

-Met during an online gaming tournament, you actually beat him, you became rivals for each other.

-When you both met in real life he absolutely adored you, sweet, kind, outgoing, and obviously taller than him, he couldn’t help the blush that rose to his face upon meeting you.

-You two were a match made in heaven but he couldn’t bring himself to confess to you no matter how hard he tried and then he found out you had a crush on a boy from your school.

-Helps you shop for the perfect gift for your crush despite it breaking his heart and finds himself still buying you something in hopes of confessing to you first.

-Has a little Bunny plush holding a single sunflower in its arms in his room since he couldn’t bring himself to confess to you the day of Valentines.

-Doesn’t hear from you about your confession until the day after when your both playing online against each other.

-“Come on (Y/n), you could’ve easily deflected that! Don’t become a slime on me now player two.”, Miya yells into his mic regretting it immediately when he hears you sigh.

-“Sorry Miya I’m just not feeling it tonight, I’m gonna go to bed see ya later.”

-Your sad he can tell instantly from the sound of your voice, calls you on the phone to demand an explanation on why your sad and you burst into tears on the other side.

-“S-sorry...hkk...i-it’s just that I let myself get played. I got heartbroken yesterday by the guy I liked and I realized that I’m pretty much a weirdo that no one wants to be with. He laughed at me and tossed my gift out the third story window of the school and walked away with a prettier girl in his arms.”

-You don’t hear anything from Miya and sigh hearing the call end unbeknownst to you Miya was skating his way to your house as fast as he could to comfort you, his Valentines gift in his arms.

-You jump when you hearing tapping on your window and watch as Miya sneaks in with a little rabbit in his arms.

-“Then be my weirdo! Stay by my side and we can be weirdos together, you don’t need that slime ball when I wanna be the grand knight that protects my princess!”, Miya screamed extending the gift to you in hopes that you would accept his feelings.

-He feels the rabbit leave his hands and opens his eyes to see you smiling through your tears, he kinda panics and wipes away your tears with his sleeves and just holds you.

-He presses his for head against yours and sighs, “You don’t have to answer right now it’s just that...I-I umm...I want to be the Link to your Zelda i-if you know what I mean.”

-You giggle and hug him thanking him for his kind words and softly whisper, “I love you, Miya, and thank you.”, into his ear making him smile against your shoulder.

-Sweet baby boy!

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Kaoru Sakurashiki

-This dipshit works Valentine’s Day and forgets about it due to all the orders for custom calligraphy messages for couples.

-Annoyed by all the sappy messages and honestly putting half his effort in any of them.

-Forgets he has an interview that day until he hears a knock at his office door and you nervously enter.

-His heart races seeing you for the first time, you look so adorable in your business casual outfit, and your nervous smile has him falling over himself.

-“H-hello my name is (L/n) (F/n), I-it’s a pleasure to meet you Mr. Sakurashiki.”

-“She’s beautiful like a cherry blossom.”, he thought to himself.

-Overall the interview goes great, you’re just a year younger then him looking for a new job to pay for your new home.

-Loves you a lot and asks you to start immediately as his new secretary, you accept and start getting right to work. Eventually he notices you running around in your socks since your feet were hurting from the heels.

-Treats you to dinner once the shop is closed to welcome you to the team and falls in love with you more as you talk more about yourself.

-You are playful but still you have a calm and collected mind something he admires greatly.

-Waits till next Valentines to properly confess to you since he found it extremely hard to put his feelings into words.

-You surprisingly accept and he treats you to a rooftop diner where you both share a sweet dance under the moonlight.

-Dubs you his Blossom and spoils you with sweet gestures and shy kisses until he’s confident enough to kiss you properly.

-Laughs when he finds out you are jealous of Carla (his skateboard), you fume and decide to race him at S which shocks him because he didn’t know you could even skate.

-Absolutely loses it seeing you in your S wardrobe, a rather revealing kunoichi styled outfit that showed all the right parts leaving him wanting more.

-“Well Cherry Blossom let’s see what you can do.”, you smirked behind your fox mask.

-You end up slaughtering him in the race just from pure skill alone, Karla couldn’t keep up with your calculations and you won by a landslide.

-Gets jealous of the fan boys that suddenly accumulate over you once the race is finish, takes off both of your masks so he can kiss you silly.

“I won jealous cherry.”

“Shut up and kiss me little blossom.”

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Kojiro Nanjo

-This large himbo had a whole plan to make you extremely jealous by flirting with other women until you were furious with him before surprising you with a special hotel room that he rented out for just the two of you for Valentines.

-Unfortunately he was unaware of some bullying and self esteem issues you were having because of work so you patience with him dried out fast.

-“Huh baby cakes what’s the mat-“

-“If they’re so pretty why don’t you just stay with them instead of someone useless and ugly like me!”

-Regrets everything he said as soon as he sees you running away in tears, ditches the fans immediately and skates off to find you but you’re already long gone.

-Calls Cherry who has you weeping in his arms and groans as his old friend starts scolding him for being a ‘Heartless Dumbass Gorilla’.

-Hugs you as soon as he sees you practically tackling you and Cherry in the process and begs for your forgiveness.

-You pout and refuse to forgive him which in turn makes him sigh, he scoops you up in his arms and tosses you over his shoulder to carry you away despite your protest and skates off to the hotel.

-“I swear I didn’t mean to hurt you, I wanted to make you jealous and then spoil you rotten. This wasn’t how I wanted today but if you’ll let me I’d still like to spoil you and make it up to you.”, Joe admits in a soft voice.

-You agree hesitantly and he puts you down, cups your face, and presses a tender kiss against your plump lips. Smiles against your lips when he feels your cheeks heat up.

-Takes you to the hotel, chuckles at your shocked expression to the huge lavish room and invites you for champagne in the jacuzzi.

-Leans you against his chest and wraps an arm around your waist, whispers sweet compliments and praises into your ear until a goofy smile is plastered over your face.

-Smothers you in kisses and cuddles even if you playfully try to escape his strong arms.

-Watches sappy movies with you and holds you tightly until your glowing with joy. Kisses you good night as he snuggles his head into your adorable chest and happily nods off to sleep as you play with his curly green hair.

“Happy Valentine’s Day love, I’m sorry and thank you for today beautiful.”, Joe hums kissing your cleavage sweetly.

“I’m sorry I ruined your surprise, thank you handsome.”

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Hiromi Higa

-Meets you the 13th when you come in to buy flowers, there’s such a sad aura about you that he can’t help but gift you a fresh pink rose that brings a sweet smile to your face.

-Instantly falls for you as you ask for an arrangement to take to a funeral of a dear friend.

-Makes you a beautiful arrangement himself and let’s you take it free of charge despite your argument to pay.

-“Just try to be happy for me and that’s enough, you look beautiful when you smile.”, he simply says making a blush roll across your face.

-As nightfall hits the city he dawns his Shadow look for S and starts heading over but he stops after hearing a scream and finds you being attacked by a small group of idiots.

-Instantly picks a fight with them in order to defend you and wins just from knocking one out with a single punch and scaring the others away with a glare.

-Sees you trembling on the floor with a hand covering your left arm and sighs seeing the blood, you had been slashed by one of their blades so he carefully wraps it with an extra cloth that he had and picks you up carrying you to the train station.

-“Stay safe little flower, I won’t always be able to save you.”, he grins at you making you blush for some strange reason.

-“T-thank you for saving me.”

-He smiles at you and leans forward leaving a purple lipstick mark on your cheek as he disappears from sight.

-He skates his best that night at S while thinking of you.

-You appear again in the flower shop the next day, a bandage wrapped around your arm and a shy smile on your face as you walk up to him.

-He’s surprised to see you again so soon and prays that you didn’t recognize him from last night.

-You smile and press a kiss to his cheek, leaving a red stain on his cheek that has his face flaming up in embarrassment.

-You hand him back his cloth and a note and rush out of the store while shouting, “Happy Valentine’s Day!”

“H-huh well seems she did notice m-ehh... i-is this her phone number?”

#sk8 infinity #reki headcanons #langa hasegawa #joe sk8 the infinity #cherry blossom #sk8 reki #shadow x reader #sk8 anime #sk8 miya #sk8 headcanons #all these boys deserve love

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