#—🍁anon

[council--board]

Hiiiii!

Just reminding you not to push yourself :3 even tho your stimboards are awesome it's not worth putting yourself second 💛

- 🍁 (leaf anon) (yee I plan on sticking around for a bit lolzies)

WHY ARE THEY AWESOME 😭

everyone keeps telling me that, it’s insane

anyway thank you!! I’ve been overwhelmed due to some personal stuff which is killing at my brain [full of guilt. it’s bad lol] so I appreciate these messages a lot!!

[mattscoquette]

Matt would definitely say something silly like “squishy, squishy” while grabbing his gf’s boobs or ass

-🍁

esp in the high pitch voice he does 😭😭

[hyunsvngs]

milking lee knows cock until he has nothing left to give. youre so warm and he gets lost in subspace so easily and he'd be so snuggly after it all 🤧

- 🍁

i so love mimo in subspace.

"i can't, i can't cum again," he's shaking his head, but his fingertips are still digging into your ass, thrusting up against your bounces. you coo at the sight of his watery eyes, half lidded and so lost in pleasure. "i can't cum again, baby. i can't, i can't-"

"stop moving then," you giggle, and minho shakes his head. it's obvious he doesn't want to. you punctuate your words with a bounce that takes minho's cock deeper, thick and heavy inside of you with the loads of cum he'd already spurted out. was it twice? three times? you can't even remember, so you strongly doubt that he could. "you love my pussy too much, kitty. you can't stop fucking it, can you?"

he lets out an anguished wail at your choice of petname, his fingernails replacing the biting grip on your ass. "hnnnnng, no, i can't, i cuh- baby, babe, babe, baby, baby, please, please."

you slow your movements to a slow grind so that you can look at him, really look at him. his eyes are almost hazy now, his chest flushed with a blotchy pink rash. is he...? his bunny teeth are digging into his plush bottom lip to the point it could draw blood, but he doesn't seem bothered. you run your thumb over it, tempting yet uncertain, and he immediately sucks the digit between his lips with a whimper. oh, yeah. he's floating in the realm of subspace right now, swollen cock twitching inside of you impatiently.

"minho, baby. you're doing so well for me, look at you," minho whines, nodding. "look at you going under for me so easy. pretty kitty."

it's after he cums again that he finally collapses, limbs spent and arms stretched above his head like the leisurely cat he is. he grumbles a few choice words when you clean him off with a warm towel - way too used to being the one cleaning you off. his eyes are still dazed but he sidles up onto your chest when you finally lay down, his hair floppy and damp with sweat.

"did so good for me," you coo, stroking his hair. and he did. it's not often you get to play like this, minho normally preferring taking the lead, but it's always amazing to see how easily he goes all fuzzy for you.

"thank you," his voice is slurred, and he sniffs, nuzzling into your chest like a cat. "i'm good. good kitty."

you giggle. "you're so good, minho."

[dustofthedailylife]

Dust !!! I can just imagine these boys, Venti, kaeya, ayato with someone shy. Like these shit eat that up(I'm not against them with other personalities) but they love when their s/o turns red and flustered.

Not much of a venti gal.

Ayato just has this proud look after he kissed his s/o to show that their in a relationship, one was to see the look on his s/o and the other was to ward suitors off

Meanwhile kaeya just has this smirk after using a pick up line on his s/o..

One word, nonnie!! Y E S! (Also I'm not too familiar with Venti since I usually don't write for him so bear with me here sjdhsjkd >.<); I also added a couple more characters I could imagine this with.

"I love it when you're flustered." ft. Kaeya, Ayato, Tighnari, Heizou, Childe, Alhaitham, Venti x (gn!) Reader [Fluff]

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→ Kaeya teases you at every given opportunity. He drops the cheesiest and flirtiest lines with the widest smirk known to man, that make heat rise to your cheeks and make you want to bury your face in your hands. For one, he does so because he wants everyone to know you're his but also to see the absolutely adorable expression of yours when he flusters you. He is also not too shy to passionately kiss you in public either.

On the way home from the Tavern Kaeya pinned you against the next-best house wall and started peppering open-mouthed kisses from your lips over your jaw down to your collarbones. "Kaeya! We're in public, stop it!" you squealed. "Hmmm. No, I don't think I will... especially not when I notice what kind of effect I have on you."

→ Ayato is an absolute menace. As soon as he finds out you're putty in his hands whenever he makes any advances on you, he sees it as a personal challenge to provoke that reaction out of you as much as possible. How could he not when you always look so adorable? He whispers sweet nothings in your ear when you're out, or suddenly pulls you in to ravish your lips. If you look cute enough and if the mood strikes, he may even be so bold to do that out in public - after all everyone should know he is yours and you're his.

You felt your lover's arms wrap around your waist and a firm chest press against your back. He leans in to whisper all the terms of endearment in your ear that he is sure will get you flustered. "Ayato!" you reprimand. “You flirt in the most inconvenient situations, do you know that?”  “You know you love it.”

→ Tighnari is a master of sass and teasing. Just one look at his face is usually enough for you to tell if he is up to no good again. Whenever he has that signature smirk plastered across his lips, you know he has something on his mind again that you'd find yourself on the receiving end of.

With arms outstretched you fell into Tighnari's embrace and nuzzled against his chest. He gently tipped your chin up like he always did just before he was about to kiss you. So you slightly leaned in and closed your eyes in anticipation. Expecting his plush lips to unite with yours - but nothing happened. You hesitantly opened your eyes again only to see a devilish smirk on his face causing you to squirm in his embrace. "Why are you closing your eyes, are you tired, love?" "Nari! You're so mean!"

→ Heizou knows exactly the kind of effect he has on you and he absolutely abuses it whenever he can. Of course, always in a loving and never in a malicious manner. He just can't help thinking you're the cutest thing in the entire world when you squirm and get unbelievably flustered by his advances.

Heizou had been teasing you for the entire evening already and thanks to that, you had become so flustered you could barely even stand looking at him anymore. With the most prominent smirk on his lips, he leaned in to whisper something in your ear. But quick as you shoved him away again before he could utter a single word. "Oh shut up already!" "Make me."

→ Childe is someone whose love language is flirtatious teasing. Expect him to take every chance he gets to remind you of things that makes you avert your eyes and stumble over your words like there is no tomorrow. And if you plan to take a jab back at him - don't. You're only going to make things worse for yourself.

A sheer onslaught of teasing comments and pecks of his lips across your jawline and neck had turned you into a shy and flustered puddle. All you managed to get out were some incoherent giggles and the occasional whine for him to stop. "Ugh, you're so unbearable." you groan with a wide grin, eliciting the widest grin from the ginger himself. A teasing bite into your collarbone as well as the mischievous glint in his eyes let you know that whatever was about to come next would verbally knock you off your feet. And it did. "Oh? Is that so? That sure sounded different yesterday."

→ Alhaitham is generally not someone who'd immediately come to mind when you think about teasing. But he is a natural at it, thanks to his very blunt and straightforward demeanor. He can be an absolute tease and absolutely smug when you're his partner and as soon as he feels comfortable around you. Prepare to be met with hardcore sarcasm and playful teasing to rile you up or get you flustered. He never admitted it but he loves to know he can have that effect on you.

You looked across the room to where Alhaitham was sitting but instead of reading, he was just staring at you surreptitiously over the book that he was still holding in front of his face. Checking you out from head to toe, with an inkling of a smug smile painted across his lips. The realization that he had been staring at you and observing your every move starts to dawn on you and you had to turn away to hide your flustered face from him. "Archons, Haitham! How long have you been staring at me? I can't stand it when you do that!" you whine as you hide your face behind your hands. "Well if you can't stand it, you should get yourself a chair."

→ Venti knows how to push your buttons and he sure as hell exploits that every now and then. When he drags you to the Tavern with him he loves to pretend to become drunk and becomes extra clingy. The bard, who already has a ready tongue, would become even more outspoken. Lulling you with words of affection and physical touch until you melt in his arms and have to hide your abashed expression.

Venti stood up from his bar stool and summoned his lyre. He loudly cleared his throat as if he was preparing to proudly announce something - which he most certainly was about to do. You could see that mischievous glint in his eyes from a mile away. "Everyone, allow me to play a song for my wonderful second half over here. Because I think everyone needs to know how wonderful, beautiful, and patient they are. And especially cute when they're flustered, like right now." As the room fell silent, every gaze in the room darted to your form, which was slumped over the bar in a futile attempt to hide your face in shame.

Do not repost, copy, translate or edit - © dustofthedailylife || reblogs, comments, and asks about Genshin or my fics are always appreciated!

[enden-k]

first off, love your oc’s, they all look adorable and chaotic little gremlins (/pos), i think they’d be fun to hang out with

secondly, can i ask who the person in the long coat (??) with the red on the inside is? for some reason they struck my interest 👉👈

- 🍁

thanku aaa 😭💕

depending on who youre hanging out with it could be fun ye.....some other characters should be avoided at all costs hhhfhdb (like the one youre speaking of)

his name is youri, he (and his beloved rat) are lit the first proper characters i ever created. i remade this story like 4 times over 10 years and they were the only ones who always stayed the same !! (he was always my fave and everyone who read it, so its funny u ask abt him now)

anw hes not the antagonist behind everything but he does belong to the bad guys if u wanna call them that. constantly on the hunt after his dear rat bc its his task in the game and not one easy to be around. basically the kinda guy you should run from when you see him, if its not too late

[rhiannonsknife]

Just wanted to maybe request an addition to the Stockholm!Rhiannon and raise you Yandere!Rhiannon.

Rhiannon, who kidnapped you not because you witnessed a murder but because she needs you. Maybe she wants you to watch her kill someone, maybe it gives her a rush?

She keeps you tied up, and maybe one day you call her crazy, or say that she needs help and she gets so angry that she kills someone and then blames you for it? Convincing you to stay because it's all your fault that she killed that innocent person and look at what you've done to her.

I love your writing so so much, could I maybe be 🍁 anon?

— warnings: yandere!rhiannon. she’s insane in this one, guys. kidnapping. canon typical violence. obsessive!rhiannon.

rhiannon didn’t kidnap you out of revenge or because you witnessed something you weren’t supposed to -she kidnapped you because you’re hers. in her mind, it’s not even a question of morality; it’s a mere necessity. she didn’t even have a proper reason to take you, except her growing obsession. you happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, bumping into her at night, after one of her kills. you couldn’t have known, the blood hidden under her rain coat.

there was no reasons that would justify the fact that she had to have you that night, only the adrenaline from the kill and the need to be yours the way you’re hers already.

she keeps you tied up at first, but not in the garage where she keeps most of her victims (you’re not a victim to her, after all). somewhere personal, somewhere that feels like her. she wants you to associate your surroundings with her presence. she tries her bedroom, at first, but the way you stay up half the night, exhausting yourself by banging the back of your head against the bed frame to make some noise soon pisses her off too much to keep you there. so, she settles for the living room instead.

when she does untie you (on good days), she’s extra vigilant, watching your every move. you can feel her eyes boring into your back no matter where you are; whether she has ran you a bath to clean yourself up or allowed you to move through the space because you stopped feeling your legs from all the sitting.

after a while of your unwilling stay (she refuses to call it what it really is.), rhiannon starts introduce you to her violent nature, not just as an observer but as an accomplice in her mind. she wants you to watch her “work” because it’s the ultimate expression of who she is.

by then, you’ve obviously put two and two together and realized that she’s the killer on the loose that everyone’s been looking for. you’ve also noticed that she really seems to have some fucked up kind of soft spot for you: in all the time you’ve been here, rhiannon has not once laid hands on you (except for when she first took you). she’s been surprisingly gentle, instead.

that doesn’t make it any less terrifying when she returns home to you exhilarated, her clothes stained with blood, her breath heavy. she smiles wide, kneeling in front of you to explain in graphic detail how much she enjoyed it. “i did it for you. doesn’t that mean something?”

the first time you try to ignore it entirely, to draw your eyes away from the crimson that’s staining her clothes and is still dripping from her hands when she runs them through your hair. yet, when it becomes a frequent occurrence that she confesses her kills to you, you can’t hold it together forever.

the first time you call rhiannon crazy, her expression freezes, and you know you’ve struck a nerve. she doesn’t lash out at you immediately, but later that night, she returns with blood on her hands all over again -more than usual.

“you did this,” she accuses, her voice trembling with faux heartbreak. “you made me feel like i wasn’t enough, and i needed to prove myself. don’t you see? this is all your fault”

it’s the first, yet by far not the last time rhiannon does this: she plays the victim often, lamenting how “difficult” you’re making things. she tries to convince you that the outside world could never compare to all that she’s capable of doing for you.

“you’ve seen what i’m capable of. do you think anyone else would protect you like that?” she asks while serving you dinner she’s cooked.

through all of her madness, that soft spot for you is still palpable: she’ll sit beside you while you sleep, stroking your hair, whispering how much you mean to her or surprise you with gifts she’s stolen from her victims -a necklace, a watch, something she thinks will make you feel special. “look what i got for you. do you like it? say you like it”

if you ever dare to defy her, though, she becomes cold and calculating. she might isolate you for hours or days, refusing to speak to you while you remain tied up, just to make you beg for her attention. on the flip side, when you comply or show her even the slightest kindness, she becomes overwhelmingly affectionate, showering you with praise. “see? that’s how it’s supposed to be. just us”

any mention of someone else, anyone who isn’t part of this imaginary ‘us’ rhiannon has created (whether a friend, family member, or stranger) sends her into a jealous spiral. “why are you thinking about them when i’m right here? what do they have that i don’t?” she’ll start making veiled threats about cutting off any potential ties you have to the outside world. “if they cared so much, they’d already be looking for you!”

at this point you’ve learned to tread carefully, where a single wrong word can send her spiraling into either rage or despair. and yet, as she crouches in front of you after another kill, her eyes wide with the kind of devotion that suffocates, you feel something snap inside you.

“why are you doing this?” the question tumbles out of you before you can stop it.

rhiannon’s lips part, surprise flashing across her face. clearly, she hadn’t expected you to speak. then, she leans in a little closer, her breath warm against your face.

“because you’re mine,” she says simply, her smile curling into something sharp, like this is the most logical conclusion. “you’ll see that eventually. you have to”

as she brushes her bloodstained fingers down your cheek, the realization sinks in that she’s not just convincing you. she’s convincing herself of this, too.

[melobin]

Anton who gets teased by his members non-stop for dating you and being told he can't be fucking you right so next time you come over he just makes you scream his name all night in the dorm to prove them wrong <3

🍁

the boys purposely riling him up and teasing him just to get under his skin, laughing at him when he gets frustrated. he’d be so riled up over it that he’d end up pressing you face down ass up, side of your face pressed against the mattress, fucks you til you’re crying, the bed creaking, the mattress squeaking. has you up all night with how good he’s fucking you and he had the others up too 😋

[tired-biscuit]

biscuit with the way i drop into your asks, i think i need an alias - so can i be 🍁- anon?

the naruto post got me thinking about tying naruto up and making him watch as you play around with his clone…

maybe you’re sucking his dick, maybe you’re fucking him slowly.. maybe you’re edging him repeatedly.. the possibilities are endless

and poor naruto has to watch everything. he could release the clone to feel the feedback hit but you’d be disappointed in him. He could break the ties but he wants to be good for you - wants you to praise him (despite making him cuckhold his own clone and paying him zero attention)

and if, by any possibility, watching you play around with his clone makes his cock throb and leak..well, that’s just an additional pro. In no way is it the main reason he hasn’t done anything yet.. nonono there’s absolutely no link to how his cock seems to get harder than what should be possible at seeing how you and him look together, at an outsider’s point of view of you taking his cock so well

yeah there’s no way it could get better, well, if only his clone could cum on you as well..

18+ fem!reader // cw: cuckolding, bondage.

oh my gosh, imagine doing this after finding out that he’s against his clones fucking you.

like, normally he lets them touch you and finger you and eat you out, but the second things get a little too heated and one clone goes to actually fill you up, he stops the entire thing and takes over even if the feedback feels like it’ll kill him with the overwhelming pleasure it brings.

the first time he does it, you don’t think much of it; after all, maybe he just got a little too excited and lost focus to keep his clones around, it’s completely plausible. however, when it happens for the third or fourth time, you catch on.

and that’s bad news for him.

he’s clearly jealous of his own shadow clones and you find it incredibly intriguing. with his sunshine personality, naruto never struck you as a possessive kind of man, but it seems that he is just that. the way his brow furrows, how his expression turns oddly serious, how an angry vein starts protruding in the side his neck as he swallows thickly whenever a clone gets just a tad bit too greedy for his liking, it’s… hot.

so the entire thing slowly escalates, intimate encounter after intimate encounter. at first you use your charm and the love he has for you to persuade him into watching you kiss his clone in front of him. afterwards, a bit of heavy petting gets involved… along with a bunch of other stuff.

and he hates it, he fucking hates it, but he can’t help but be aroused by it at the same time. he’s in control, he could stop this at any given point, but he doesn’t feel like it at all. so he sits in the chair like a good boy, with his hands tied behind his back — he’d even let his own goddamn clone make sure the knot is as tight as it can be — pathetically bucking his hips in an upward motion and trying to ignore the embarrassingly damp spot of pre-cum that’s growing larger and larger on his boxers as he watches you ride his clone on your shared bed.

it’s a good thing people don’t know that you’re making the hokage, one of the strongest shinobi to ever walk the face of the earth, hump the air like some dog stuck in a rut… that he is actually capable of being that submissive.

nevertheless, his mouth is nearly drooling at the sight of you; how you look so pretty while sitting on his clone’s cock, pussy so wet that it makes that gushy sound whenever your hips slam down, down, down. and fuck, there is so much arousal dripping between the two of you. he sees it glimmering as the clone’s hands dig into your hips, the fat of your ass, your back. the bastard is groping and fondling every inch of you that he possibly can as he reaches up to tangle them into your hair.

the sound of skin slapping against skin is so loud, it echoes in his brain. your pace picks up and he sees himself — well, his clone — blush even harder and clench his jaw in shaky concentration at the feeling that ministration brings, meaning that he’s fighting every last urge not to spill his seed inside you at that very moment, blindly grasping for the last ropes of sanity that he has.

the mere thought of someone else cumming inside you, even if it’s theoretically still him, makes naruto burn with rage, envy, you name it. he fights against the rope all of a sudden, teeth bared and muscles tense, pulling on it so hard that he can hear the wood of the chair straining in protest, but stops just when it reaches its breaking point from the way you suddenly moan his name out and turn to look at him at the very peak of your orgasm.

his cock throbs as he watches the entire thing unfold before his eyes. you’re looking at him, him, as your high hits you and your cunt squeezes around his clones’s cock, and it causes sudden warmth to bloom inside the original naruto’s belly. he’s enjoying this entire thing just as much as you are and he probably doesn’t even realise it.

“he never lets us do this,” the clone is nearly breathless as he drawls on the words and glances over your shoulder so that he can also give naruto a look. however, unlike yours that is full of love and appreciation, his is a mixture between utter daze and… conceit. he’s about to fill you up to the brim any second now, isn’t he? “god, sweetheart, your pussy… he never lets us do any of this… c’mere, let’s finish this.”

and judging by the look on naruto’s face, that contorts as soon as you feel something warm start to drip between your legs, you get a feeling that he indeed never will do so again.

[hmshermitcraft]

Scar was convinced grian likes mumbo. He knew for sure! Well not for sure but it was his best guess. Every meeting grian cant stop staring at mumbo who sits next to scar. Whenever they are hanging out grian gets mumbo. At this point he has given up ever telling grian he likes him. Grian likes mumbo and he just needs to accept that.

Grian has been very in love with scar for a long time. The way he laughs is so cute. And the little twinkle in his emerald green eyes. He doesnt think he cqn ever love someone else. He has told mumbo so he can help. Which was probably not the best option but hey! So whenever he gets too flustered around scar he gets mumbo to help him. Scar always leaves soon after he doesnt get why. He has caught scar staring mulitple times but. Scar doesnt like him noo he doesnt.

Mumbo and gem are done with it they decide to plan something as a "group", and leave the two alone to finally confess their feelings. Will it work though? No they are too oblivious.

Anon🍁

(Also wrote another story about this cus i got inspired)

Have a nice rest of your day lovelies!

The two get along too well as friends - leaving them together just ends up with them getting pranked.

No, what they're going to have to do is much harder. Get them to talk to each other about feelings.

Mumbo really doesn't think the sword is necessary though, Gem. Gem, that's a bit too far-

[songbirdmunson]

Hear me out, some cute shit for ya.

Eddie helping you set up a hummingbird feeder and getting to see one for the first time. He never had the chance to as a kid.

He grabs your arm, shaking it, and keeps himself as quiet as he can going "wooooooooaaaaaaah!"

Then you tell him that since it's a red throated hummer with a glossy, almost green looking back, it's a baby.

The grown man goes

"A baby?" 🥹

-🦇

BATTY YOU ARE KILLING ME WITH THIS CUTENESS

I can just imagine his eyes lighting up like this ^

[oldiesstationlover11607]

hihi i LOVED the elevator imagine !! i notice you have 5sos on your masterlist but none written yet. could you maybe write a platonic! 5sos x reader where she's been with them since the beginning and helps them out with all of their music videos and stuff?

thank youuu and have a good day :)

🍁anon

Music Video - 5sos x Reader

Warnings: none!

Word count: idk lol bc I typed this on ma phone 📞

A/n: hope you like this! Would love to more 5sos stuff!!!

I stood behind the camera, clipboard in hand, watching the chaos unfold on set. Lights were being adjusted, Calum was running late (as usual), and Luke was trying his best not to trip over the wires as he rehearsed his part. A smile tugged at my lips, the scene all too familiar.

“Hey, can we get a little more light over here?” I called out, waving toward the far side of the set. “This angle’s too dark.”

The crew adjusted the lighting, and I nodded, satisfied. Keeping things together behind the scenes wasn’t always easy, but after so many years, it had become second nature. I’d been with these guys since the beginning—since the days when they were just a group of teenagers uploading covers to YouTube.

The familiar sound of Michael’s guitar strumming filled the air as the camera started rolling again. I watched him, remembering the first video I’d ever helped them with. Out of My Limit. Back then, they were just figuring things out. I guess we all were.

“Y/N, you’re a lifesaver.” Luke’s voice pulled me from my thoughts as he came over, brushing his hair out of his eyes. “Seriously, we’d be lost without you.”

I grinned. “You’d manage. Eventually.”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “I don’t know about that. Thanks for always making sure we don’t completely fall apart.”

“Someone has to,” I teased, nudging him with my elbow. “You’re lucky I haven’t quit yet.”

Luke’s face softened, and for a second, it felt like everything around us blurred out. “We’re really lucky to have you. Don’t think we don’t know it.”

I rolled my eyes to hide the warm feeling that bloomed in my chest. “Alright, enough with the sappy stuff. Go check on Ashton before he forgets his part again.”

Luke laughed and wandered off. As he left, I spotted Calum sitting off to the side, tuning his bass. He gave me a small wave, and I made my way over, plopping down next to him.

“How’s it going, Cal?” I asked.

“Good,” he replied with a grin. “You know, the usual last-minute panic.”

“Of course. Wouldn’t be a 5SOS video without it.”

He laughed, then turned a little more serious. “You know… I don’t think we ever say it enough, but you keep us grounded, Y/N. Especially when things get a little crazy.”

I blinked, surprised by his words. “You guys do fine on your own.”

“Nah,” Calum said, shaking his head. “We really don’t. You’re always here, making sure we don’t go too far off the rails.”

I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat and smiled. “That’s what friends are for, right?”

“Right,” he said softly, before smirking and nudging me with his elbow. “Plus, who else is gonna keep Ashton in check?”

Speak of the devil, Ashton appeared, his hair a bit wild, clearly having rushed to make it to set. “Sorry, sorry,” he panted. “Traffic was insane.”

“You’re always late,” I teased, raising an eyebrow. “I swear, one day we’re going to lock you out.”

“Hey, if you do that, then who’s gonna bring all the creative flair to these videos?” Ashton shot back with a grin.

I crossed my arms. “Creative flair, huh? Remind me again who came up with the ridiculous prop idea for ‘Amnesia?’”

Ashton blinked. “Okay, maybe not my best moment, but I stand by it.”

I laughed, shaking my head. “Sure, sure. But we all know who really has the final say around here.”

“That’s true,” Ashton admitted, holding his hands up in surrender. “You’ve got the vision, Y/N.”

Before I could respond, I felt someone behind me. Turning, I saw Michael, guitar in hand, looking at me with a mischievous grin.

“You remember the first shoot?” he asked, his tone full of nostalgia.

“How could I forget? You were the one who almost knocked the camera over—like, every five minutes.”

“Hey, I was nervous!” he defended, laughing.

I punched his arm lightly. “I kept telling you not to stress so much. Look at you now, rockstar.”

Michael shrugged, his expression softening. “You’ve been here since day one, Y/N. We wouldn’t have made it this far without you.”

Hearing that from Michael, of all people, made my heart swell. These boys—they’d been my boys for so long. I wasn’t just their friend; I was part of the family. And as much as they had grown and changed over the years, some things stayed the same. I was the glue behind the scenes, keeping everything running smoothly. And they never let me forget how much they appreciated that.

By the time the video shoot wrapped up, we were all sprawled out at a small table, eating takeout and reminiscing.

“We should do something special for you,” Luke said through a mouthful of fries. “Like, I don’t know… throw you a parade or something.”

I laughed, shaking my head. “Just keep making good music, and we’re even.”

“Deal,” Ashton said, raising his drink in a mock toast.

The rest of the guys followed suit, their eyes full of warmth and gratitude as they raised their drinks.

I grinned, holding up my own. “To the next video.”

“To the next video,” they echoed.

As I sat there, surrounded by laughter and the comfort of old friends, I couldn’t help but feel grateful. I’d been with them since the start, and I wasn’t going anywhere. Not now. Not ever.

//

REQUESTS OPEN

[council--board]

Lmao can't believe ur getting threatened by an orb

-🍁

WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU COME FROM

also yeah lmao

[mattscoquette]

Matt would find any excuse to eat you out…

“I’m sad”

“Let me eat you out”

… … … … … …

“I’m bored”

“Want me to eat you out?”

… … … … … …

*after a fight*

“I’m sorry sweetheart, can I eat you out and make up for it ? :(“

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UGH YES matt the munch

[hyunsvngs]

Waking up thirsty in the middle of the night but Minho won’t let you leave the bed cuz it’s cold and why would you go all the way to the kitchen for a drink when he needed to piss anyways 👀

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hi im so sorry this was rotting in my inbox BUT..

this is. yeah. imagining how he’d be shirtless in bed with just boxers on, sprawled out and asleep with that happy trail on show… and you wake up with such a dry mouth. despite not wanting to move, you know you have to go get a drink, and minho stirs as soon as you begin to move.

asking “where you goin’, jagi?” in a sleepy voice, face all scrunched and displeased due to being woken up. “you’re thirsty? mm, c’mere, stay in the warm. i g’ta take a piss anyway.”

and you watch with bated breath as he pushes down his boxers, eyes still closed and half asleep and you can’t help but get back into bed and engulf the head of his cock in your mouth and he moans, hand on the back of your head and calling you his little PISS KITTY and and and ☹️☹️☹️☹️🩷🩷 I NEED HIM

[dustofthedailylife]

texting Dan Heng "baobei, come over" when we need help with something,,,,, and him getting all flustered and shy sksksks

(baobei = treasure in chinese)

A/N: pls, the man would short-circuit- This also got longer than I expected... oopsies. Well, I hope you enjoy <3

"My Treasure"

ft. Dan Heng x (gn!)Reader || [Fluff] -> Masterlist || → Taglist

"Baobei, can you come over for a sec? I need your help with something."

What would be an entirely normal direct message on his phone in the eyes of anyone else, was exactly the opposite to him.

Why did you call him a term of endearment in his native language out of the blue? Who even taught it to you? And did you even know what it means?

He could feel his face heat up uncontrollably and he immediately locked his phone again, looking around in panic to see if anyone was looking at him right now. He wished to avoid anyone seeing his reddened cheeks at any cost.

Mr. Yang was currently reading through some magazines and Himeko was currently somewhere else on the train, as was March. Lucky.

He quickly got up and headed for your room, halting in front of your door and trying to recollect himself before daring to knock on it.

He was leading possible conversations with you inside of his head to be prepared for as many possible outcomes as he could think of, which in turn made him more and more nervous.

Were you going to ask him out? Did you return his feelings? Are you planning to confess? Did you just mean to tease him and he was overthinking it?

He was most likely overthinking it. Sure, he had a crush on you but there was no way you would be able to know. He made sure you wouldn't find out under any circumstance. He believed March had her suspicions about it since she kept hinting at things, but he made sure to seem as indifferent about you as he possibly could every time.

Little did neither he nor you know that March knew everything and was trying to play the wing-woman for you two; The two idiots being obviously in love but at the same time too dumb to confess to each other.

By now his palms were sweaty and his heart was racing at light speed in his chest and he hadn't even knocked on the door yet. At the same time, he had no idea for how long he had been standing there, just staring at your door, but if someone would spot him hesitating like that, while also being beet red in the face, they could put two and two together.

In hindsight, it probably would've been smarter to just knock instantly without overthinking and getting this over with. Especially since his cheeks had grown even redder while he had done so.

As soon as he heard the door to the wagon he was in being opened he snapped out of his trance and finally knocked. Mostly just because he feared it would be Himeko or March. He wouldn't hear the end of their teasing if they spotted him in front of your room this flustered. Upon hearing your voice call him in he slipped right in as fast as he could without seeming suspicious.

"Hi! There you are finally!" You cheered, running over to him with a tablet in hand.

You were trying to show him something and ask him some questions, but he was too distracted to listen properly. What didn't help was that he felt like he was burning up from the inside with all the blood that was rushing to his cheeks. Admittedly, standing next to you after you called him baobei in your DM earlier, he even started to feel a little lightheaded.

"Hey, Dan Heng?" You looked at him visibly concerned with furrowed brows. "Are you not feeling well? Your face is all red and you look a bit out of it?"

"W-wha? Hmm? No, I'm alri-"

He was, in fact, not alright in the slightest. Especially not when he was cut off when you brushed his hair out of his forehead to feel his temperature. The skin-on-skin contact made everything even worse. For someone who was so put together usually, he currently was everything but.

"Good lord. You're burning up! Come here, lie down on my bed for a second."

He could absolutely not do that. He needed to leave. Fast.

"No, I'll just go lie down in my room instead. Just message me if you need anything from the archives."

"Okay," you nodded happily. "See ya later, baobei."

He winced at the mention of the word directly in person. You too didn't miss it and furrowed your brows in concern once more.

"Uh, did I say something wrong?" You asked, seemingly catching onto the fact that the word you kept saying to him could possibly be the reason for his strange behavior.

"D-do you know what that word means?"

"What? Baobei?"

He winced again before nodding and averting his gaze.

"Well... March said it means something along the lines of 'Bestie', I heard it when we were on the Luofu and thought it sounded cute."

So she was responsible for this. March, you would have some explaining to do.

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Pixels, Leif! :D I got a body x3

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*leif sighs* yaayy now i have to listen to this tv asshole’s voice again 😒