#AH SO CUTE !! thank you so much for tagging us !! this is amazing !

[saynomorefic]

2024 fandom review

Ty for tagging me @willesredlights @phneltwrites @grounded-parasocial <3

This is going to be a mishmash of formats I've seen, so thanks everyone for giving me ideas

Fics written

I started watching and writing YR this year, so 2024 has really been huge for me in returning to fandom and fic writing. I wrote 27 works (plus tumblr ficlets) and 117k words, by far the most I've written!

First fic posted in 2024: You Kill Me (WIP) 2024-02-06

My love letter to Young Royals. Anyone who has read this, thank you and sorry, it's deeply personal and my raw initial reaction to watching the show.

Last fic posted in 2024: Ghosts of Simons Past 2024-12-23

Silly little christmas fic!

Fav fic I've written: Let's take this overboard (WIP) 2024-06-25

My Mediterranean yacht AU! Ah my beloved. Thank you to everyone for showing this story love. It's still going, I'm just putting the pieces together. How do you pick a direction when you have so many?

It's been a big year of writing :) I haven't written creatively for about 9 years, so it's safe to say Young Royals and this community have ignited a creative spark I didn't know I had in me. When I was a kid my dream was to be a writer. Getting emotional here, but it's hitting me that in a way, that dream has come true in a way! I know fanfic is not technically professional writing, but in a way it's cooler - we don't get to just message our favorite "real" authors whenever we want, nor do bigger authors get to experience being in a club of writers like this! (actually I wouldn't know, but w/3).

Thank you to every single person who has sat down and read my little stories, you guys truly don't know what you have given me and how much it means.

Fics read under the cut <3

Fics read

I can't give a number, but I have bookmarked 117 fics since 2024-02-11, and it's safe to say I've read at least 4x that.. so uh.. it's a lot :''))

This is a list of favs after going through my bookmarks, and definitely not an exhaustive list of all the fics I've read and loved from this past year. Thank you to ALL writers out there for your amazing work <3

First fic I bookmarked/ read: objects in motion by Capiche

Last fic I read: Under the Mistletoe by @vvachillessongvv (so cute!)

Some favorites I've read this year:

Stairway to Heaven by @unfortunate17

the person responsible for finding young royals, and this was one of the very first fics I read! Heartbreaking and wonderful.

Something Real as Pain by @crownedwille

I love how this story directly engages with power differences between Wilhelm and Simon, and I'm so proud of these two <3

be the place you call your home by @phneltwrites

I love them so much. No one does post-canon like you! such a unique writing voice and characterizations to match <3

Faroe Gone by @groenendaelfic

Pining Simon. Pining Wilhelm. Remote island-farm-cottage sex. What more could you want?

We Left Footprints When We Passed By by @in-amor-veritas

One of the first long fics I read, and these two will never leave me.

darling, lost in the darkling woods by Ripki on ao3

honorable mention to Align, but this noir gripped me like no other.

Fright Fest! by @enjoythesilentworld

I adore everything about this, horrorific, whumpy and visceral <33

sleep, dream, you, repeat (live, die next to me) by @espejonight28738

This little gem! The Midsommar AU. So so good, so well written.

bittersweet ecstasy (I pick my poison and it's you) by wthbaby (ao3)

An amazing ABO fic that's more werewolf /fantasy than anything!

The initiation - sorry if we got a bit rough by @silvagrey

A really interesting look at the aftermath of Wilhelm's initiation ritual, and a type of canon divergence I've never seen!

A Glimpse of Us by @simons-purplehoodie

An early love, read this in April and was swept away.

Look at us by @willesredlights

So hot, so sweet, and bonus that it was a gift for me! <33

to color with two by @wildcalendula

I love the way they communicate about sex here. So tender and loving and lovely. Just this whole series!

The Way We Were by queerofthemonth (ao3)

Damaged popstar Simon. Sad Kronprins Wilhelm. Fuck.

Cock by @stretchoutfics

Just so much to say about pining and sexuality crisis Wilhelm. It feels so realistic, and I love their communication here.

One, two, three (Not only you and me) by @skibasyndrome

So much communication, so much trust, so much honesty. And the LAPDANCING? Also, thank you so much for every kinktober contribution, promise we are all very grateful <3

Where We Left Off by @gulliblelemon

So tender, they will literally be in my heart forever. It's time to re-read!

come closer and see into the dark (WIP) by @bigalockwood

I can't decide what's better, unique magical ghosts or juicy slow burn interpersonal relationships at the YR ghost agency. Love <3

losing a friend is the hardest part by psyanky on ao3

God do a love break ups and second chances. And everything psyanky writes.

We're Going to Be Friends (Lilac Grove) by wilmonlibrarian on ao3

I'm so in love. Borrower Simon is adorable, and it blows my mind how this author created this whole world.

I am awaiting you (WIP) by @toffeelemon and thatgayprince (pls help me tag on tumblr!)

I am so in love with Princess Simon and Wille here. Uadhakjsdha

i've got power in my hands (and it's yours for the taking) by @starvalisedham

The library fight from August's POV. There are LAYERS here, and I love how much is up to interpretation reg. his perception of Wilmon.

maybe now maybe here tonight by @dreamyelectronicmusic

I love a getting back together fic, and the writing! I'm in awe.

My Home for All Time by @hergrandplan

Amazing contributions for Wille's month! Every ficlet and morsel.

words written down by @caramelpenguin

Every single one. how do I pick? Thank you for always sharing these beautiful snapshots with us <3

this is the golden age of something good and right and real (Painter AU) series by @alltoowille

I couldn't choose bc the first part was INSANE. and then I read it and realized there was 50k+ after? Think I ascended. Thank you <3

and last but not least obviously by @grapehyasynth

Changed me. Changed how I write, and then changed me again.

Final reflections

I wanted to say I loved helping celebrate Wilmonhits5k on ao3, and big thanks to everyone who participated through fic recs and commenting.

I have to mention the people that keep this fic world turning through fic recs, making gifs, fandom engagement, and more! @simonsapelsin @youngroyals-events @kruemel8 @sillyunicorn @grounded-parasocial @books-books-smolderinglooks @impossibleknots @sillylittleflower and too many more to list. You guys are truly the best <3

If we have never chit chatted, feel free to come say hi! <3 Happy new year to you all, and here's to more YR magic in 2025.

[shuadotcom]

Good Vibrations | YJH (M)

Summary: You and Jeonghan have been together for a couple of years and share a lot of the same kinks, so when he first mentioned it, it sounded fun….Now it can best be described as the cruelest form of edging he’s ever inflicted on you.

Pairing: Yoon Jeonghan x Fem!Reader

Genres & AUs: Smut, pwp, established relationship au, non!idol au

Rating: 18+ (MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED)

Warnings: Profanity, car sex, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, use of a sex toy, edging, oral (m. receiving), face-fucking, hair pulling, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, slight degradation in the form of name-calling (slut, whore), pet names (over-usage of princess and angel - I’m not sorry either!!), dom!Jeonghan, sub!reader

Words: 3.4k

Note: Yoon Jeonghan is ruining my life okay 😭 So much so that I wrote this shit in two days which is a crazy record for me. Thank you so much to @the-boy-meets-evil for always being such a wonderful amazing beta ily jess! 💖

Net tag: @kflixnet

“These are cute, what do you think, Y/n?” Jeonghan asks, pointing at the handmade set of chopsticks. You don’t seem to answer in time, because you feel the vibrations running through you get more intense - your breath catching in your throat. “Baby, did you hear me?” His tone is so casual along with the smile on his face. You want to smack him.

After taking a gulp of air, you force your eyes to meet where he’s pointing. “Y-yeah. They’re nice.” 

“Right? We’ll take these, please.” Jeonghan turns back to the woman behind the booth as she happily obliges and starts to wrap up the chopsticks.

This isn’t the first time you and your boyfriend have visited the flea market close to your apartment. Usually, you both are able to find fun knick-knacks and accessories made by the talented people in your town.

This is however the first time you’ve been here with a vibrator shoved inside of you that only Jeonghan can control. 

It was his idea, because of course it was. Apparently, he and his stupid friends had been talking about kinky shit they’ve done with their partners and Joshua mentioned buying his girlfriend vibrating panties. Jeonghan thought that idea was brilliant but instead of panties, he had surprised you with a c-shaped vibrator that not only nestled inside of you but also laid perfectly against your sensitive bundle of nerves so you would get both types of stimulation. You and Jeonghan have been together for a couple of years and share a lot of the same kinks, so when he first mentioned it, it sounded fun. 

That is until he ate you out this morning and then slipped the vibrator inside of you, telling you that he expects you’ll keep it in you all day until he says it’s enough. Now it can best be described as the cruelest form of edging he’s ever inflicted on you. 

As soon as you had stepped out of the car when you arrived, the low hum of the vibrator kicked in, nearly knocking you off of your feet.

“Whoa there, Y/n! You okay?” Jeonghan asked, shooting a cheeky smirk your way. 

“Really, Jeonghan!?” You huffed, standing upright again with his help. Each step you took was less shaky than the last, but you had to make a conscious effort not to walk like a newborn baby deer.

“Remember what I said. Be good for me while we’re out and I’ll give you a reward when we get back home.” His tone was so casual as if he was talking about something nonchalant and not your aching cunt.

Your boyfriend had taken your hand then and waltzed through the entrance of the flea market like any other normal Saturday.

It’s nearly an hour later and Jeonghan is still taking his time, stopping at nearly every stall to take in the items and homemade treats, even striking up conversations with the vendors and asking you for your opinions. Each time, he seems to crank the vibrations up a little more on the dangerous device in you.

At some point, he pulls you to a picnic table outside of a tteokbokki vendor and orders a small plate to share with you. 

“Say ‘ah’, angel.” Jeonghan holds a skewer of spicy rice cake up to your mouth, waiting for you to open.

“Jeonghan can we ple-ahh!” Your objection falls short as more intensity hits you, Jeonghan blatantly increasing the speed in front of you. Your nails dig into the plastic of the picnic table, fighting off the impending orgasm.

With a comically large pout, you wordlessly open your mouth, Jeonghan simply beaming back at you and feeding you. He chatters on about how good the weather is and how excited he is to wear the new shirt he just picked up from a couple that makes fun graphic t-shirts.

You love your boyfriend so much - you really do - but right now you want to shove a whole skewer down his throat for the torture you’re experiencing. 

After what feels like hours (when in reality it was only less than ten minutes), you and Jeonghan finish eating and he practically drags you to a boba stall. He already knows what you want, which you’re thankful for because you’re afraid that if you let out any sound, it’ll be nothing but a pathetic moan of his name.

Jeonghan leaves you standing under a nearby tree as the sun gets a little warmer on your skin while he orders for the both of you and casts a look over his shoulder at one point. When your eyes meet you get weak in the knees all over again. His smolder is unmistakable from underneath his bangs, his pretty pink lips quirking up as his tongue darts out to lick his lips. He bites his bottom lip as he practically eye fucks you in broad daylight, any semblance of sanity you have left finally leaving you.

Seemingly satisfied with making you suffer more, he turns away as he thanks the vendor and comes to meet you with your drinks.

“Here you go, princess,” his tone is chipper, a jarring contrast from the way he had just looked at you.

Your hands shake as you take the boba from him, not even attempting to take a drink. You’re so far gone that even his pet names are pushing you close to the edge.

“Jeonghan, honey please.”

“Hmm?” He tilts his head to the side as he sips from his straw without a care in the world.

“Can we please go now? I can’t handle this anymore.” Your words are shaky as you plead with him. Jeonghan doesn’t say anything, studying your face and observing how even standing still you’re trembling in front of him and notices the wet shine in your eyes.

He leans forward, lips ghosting over the shell of your ear. “Okay, princess. Let’s get you home so I can fill up your needy little cunt.” His dirty words have a small whimper leaving your mouth and he has to reach out quickly to steady you as you sway in place.

Lacing his fingers through yours, Jeonghan leads you through the crowd, still going casually he takes a last look at the stalls and items in the market. He’s nice enough to help you into the car when you arrive and even leans over you to buckle your seatbelt, placing a kiss on your forehead before shutting your door. You watch him in the side mirror put his tote bag in the trunk then walk around to get into the driver’s seat.

“You know, you were so good today, princess.” Is the first thing he says as he’s pulling onto the busy street. His hand moves to cover your denim-clad thigh, the small touch making you jolt in your seat. Jeonghan only laughs at you, casting a side-eye glance your way.

“It was so hard,” you sniff, hyper-aware of how warm and how long his fingers are as they draw circles on you.

“I know, baby. But once we’re home it’ll all pay off. I promise you won’t be able to walk for the rest of the day.” He smiles sweetly at you, a choked exhale leaving your mouth at the image of Jeonghan folding you in half in your bed. You know he means it and that only makes you clench your thighs together for the nth time today. “I can see you like that idea.” He squeezes your thigh, his skin feeling red hot to you through the fabric. “Look at you. Pressing your thighs together like a horny little slut.”

“Jeonghan…” He can’t talk to you like this - not in the state you’re in.

“I wonder…is my angel so desperate that she needs to cum now?”

“Mmhmm, please Hannie, I need it! Can I?” You blurt out, not caring how pathetic you sound. It’s how you feel after all of his agonizing teasing. 

“Do it then.” He says suddenly, turning to watch your reaction as he stops at a red light, a mischievous grin forming. In the next moment, he reaches into the pocket of his jeans and the toy inside you is cranked up without warning. Your body jerks in your seat, a scream ripping from your throat as your body involuntarily does as he commands. Tears prick your eyes when you finally get to cum, your panties and jeans adequately ruined as you can feel how much you cum in them.

All you can do is pant as you come down and Jeonghan is at least kind enough to lower the vibrations. Through droopy eyelids, you watch as Jeonghan quickly pulls into the parking lot of a park, stopping the car under a low-hanging tree in the corner of the lot.

When you turn to look at him again, his hand grabs your chin, bringing his mouth to yours. Your lips move together effortlessly, Jeonghan’s tongue prodding at your lips, demanding access. As soon as your lips part, his tongue moves in to claim yours, sucking it loudly into his mouth. You whine in response, your hands coming up to tangle in his dark locks, tugging on the strands as he continues wrapping his tongue around yours, nearly devouring you whole.

Jeonghan pulls away first and moves to kiss your neck as you catch your breath.

“How was that? Does my angel need more?” He mumbles against your skin.

“Yes, please!” You nod feverishly, gasping as he bites down, leaving a mark at the base of your neck.

“But do you deserve more?”

“I do! I’ve been good all day, Hannie! You said!”

“Hmmm,” he hums. “I suppose, but you have to earn it.”

“Anything!” You rush out, head lolling back as he nips at another sensitive spot on your neck.

“Do a good job sucking my dick and I’ll think about it.”

With a last bite at you, Jeonghan pulls away and you watch, wide-eyed as he undoes his belt and unzips his jeans until he has enough room to pull out his length, his hard cock springing out and hitting his t-shirt-covered stomach.

You get to work immediately, hands darting out to pump him a few times. Jeonghan lets out a hiss when your tongue laps at the tip, collecting the beads of salty precum that seep from the slit. One of your hands grips the base of his dick, pumping it a few times as you suckle on his cockhead.

“Fuck, angel, no teasing.” He turns the vibrator back up after his warning and you moan lewdly around him. Breathing out of your nose, you sink onto his length slowly, taking in as much of him as you can. Your hand and mouth work together, your tongue swirling around him as you suck him down. 

Slurping sounds fill the car mixed with the loud, breathy moans Jeonghan huffs out above you. Your head bobs frantically, sucking and squeezing him in all the ways that you know he likes. His long fingers tangle in your hair, gripping at the roots to push you down further. You can’t help but choke as he hits the back of your throat suddenly, but you don’t pull away - you know how much he loves to leave you choking on his dick.

“Shit, look at you, taking me so far down your slutty little throat. You’re so good for me, you know that?” Jeonghan’s praises always spur you on, the desire to make him feel good taking priority because you know he’ll always return the gesture tenfold. 

You attempt to nod, swallowing around him, driving Jeonghan even crazier. He thrusts up shallowly, beginning to languidly fuck your mouth. 

His hold on your hair stays tight, the feeling of his nails digging into your scalp burning along with the ache in your jaw, but you stay where you are, gagging around his cock. You reach down to cup his balls, rolling them around in your palm which draws a deep whine from his throat.

Jeonghan scrambles in his pocket for the remote to the vibrator, turning it higher. You manage a wet, garbled squeal around his length, your eyes crossing as you feel your orgasm approaching faster than the speed of light.

“Gonna cum again, princess? Gonna get that pussy slick and sticky for me?”

“Mmph!” You breathe loudly out of your nose. Your eyes screw shut as Jeonghan thrusts into your mouth rougher, now holding your head completely still as he uses your throat as a fleshlight. The tension in your belly finally snaps, shockwaves rushing through you as you cum with an incoherent attempt to yell Jeonghan’s name. 

Your loud gasp rings out through the car as he yanks you off of him by your hair. You greedily gulp air into your lungs, body shaking as you continue to ride your orgasm out.

“Is my princess doing alright?” Jeonghan checks, his fingers lightly massaging your scalp.

“Y-yes,” you stutter out. 

“Perfect. Come here.” Jeonghan places a kiss on your lips and helps you wiggle out of your jeans and underwear, leaving them on the floor of the passenger seat. He manages to climb into the backseat of the car, helping you over the seats after him and maneuvering your tired body into his lap. Jeonghan reaches between your wet thighs, easing the vibrator out of you, shushing you as you groan at the loss. He tosses it into the passenger seat and helps you lift just enough for him to begin slipping his cock into you.

“Jeonghan!” You cry out as he stretches your walls. Even after cumming numerous times today and being filled with something all day, he still manages to feel heavy and impossibly thick. Your walls greedily suck him in, inch by inch, the sensation alone already making you lose yourself even more in everything that is Jeonghan.

“I know, princess. You’re so fucking tight, but fuck just like that.” His long fingers grip you, easing you into his lap until his dick is buried in you completely.

The two of you share a moan, taking a few seconds to adjust. 

“Hannie…can I move please?” You whimper first, your oversensitivity ebbing away as overwhelming pleasure quickly replaces it. 

“You wanna ride my dick, huh angel?” 

“Yes, please Hannie,” you’re whining for him now, hips trembling at the dire need to get fucked.

“My slutty baby is so desperate for me,” Jeonghan purrs, trailing his hands around your hips to grab a handful of your ass. “Ride me, princess. Make me cum in your messy little cunt.”

Jeonghan’s dirty words set your skin on fire, and you do what he says. You plant your hands on his shoulders and your knees on either side of him for better leverage and begin bouncing in his lap with as much energy as you can muster. He keeps one hand anchored to your hips, helping you with each thrust and his other hand reaches up under your shirt and bra to roughly knead at your breast.

“Hannie…” His name is long and drawn out, egging on his eager hands to begin pinching your sensitive nipples. 

“That’s right, princess. Who’s cock makes you feel so fucking full and good?” His words are steady, even as he starts to buck upwards, meeting your hips every time you drop down. 

“Yours!”

“Fuck yeah. And this pussy is all mine,” he punctuates each of his words with a thrust, quickly jolting you up and down almost faster than you can keep up with. 

The car rocks as he fucks into you, the air hot and stuffy and full of desperation from both of you. Sweat beads at your hairline as you ride Jeonghan and you manage to wrench your eyes open to look at him. 

His dark hair sticks to his face, his forehead glistening with sweat much like yours, but fuck he looks as beautiful as always. His plump bottom lip is between his teeth as his brown eyes, half-lidded and full of desire stare back at you. A playful smirk graces his features and your heart immediately skips a beat.

Even when he’s teasing you mercilessly and talking to you in the filthiest ways, he’s still the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen.

“Gonna hurry and cum for me, princess?”

“Yes, Hannie, yes, fuck!”

“Better hurry up. I don’t know how long we have until someone notices our car sitting here. They’ll all hear you crying for me like a whore.” This isn’t the first time Jeonghan’s fucked you stupid in his car, but it’s the first time he’s done it during the day when anyone could walk by and easily see your silhouette on top of him through the tinted windows. The idea scares you while simultaneously exciting you.

Jeonghan adjusts his hips a little, the slight angle change having his cockhead brush your g-spot just right, making your toes curl and anything that isn’t Jeonghan cumming inside of you vanishes from your mind. 

“Fuck, Jeonghan, yes, yes, yes!” You babble out. You need to cum again so fucking bad - your fourth orgasm of the day so close you can practically taste it. You continue to meet each of his powerful thrusts, your hips burning, but you ignore it, getting closer, closer, closer.

Jeonghan’s right hand snakes between the two of you. His nimble fingers expertly find your swollen clit and rub at it, rolling it between his perfect fingers.

“Shit, baby, I’m so close - so fucking close. Be a good girl and cum with me.” Jeonghan doesn’t give you a chance to answer and instead buries his left hand in your hair and yanks you forward to crash your lips together. The kiss is all teeth, tongue, and spit. It’s messy and needy, capturing your shared lust. 

“Hannie!” You gasp between kisses. “Can I?!” You barely get the words out as he mutters a ‘yes’ against your lips, allowing you to let go. The sound of your blood rushing to your head fills your ears as you hold your breath and your orgasm hits you like a bus.

“Yes, yes squeeze me just like that, angel! Fuck!” Jeonghan throws his head back as he cums, pulling you impossibly closer to his chest as he paints your walls, your name on his tongue as he does.

You sag against him, your forehead resting on his shoulder. You feel Jeonghan’s fingers rubbing circles on your back while you both steady your breathing. 

“I love you, Hannie,” you say, your hands wrapping around his torso to pull him closer into a proper hug.

“I love you too, Y/n.” He reciprocates the embrace, placing a kiss on the crown of your head.

“We should probably get going,” you whisper as another minute ticks by. You didn’t want to separate but it would only be a matter of time before someone nosey happened by.

“Yeah, we should.” Neither of you moves at first after he agrees, but your hips are starting to ache so you begrudgingly sit upright. Jeonghan’s hands hold your waist as he helps you slowly lift yourself until his softening cock slips out.

Flopping onto the seat next to him, you lazily readjust your bra and shirt as he tucks himself back into his jeans and fixes his hair. He helps you move back into the front seat and you wrestle with getting your jeans back on as he climbs into the driver's seat and takes a sip of his now-warm boba.

Once back on the road you reach out to grab at his hand resting on the center console. He gives your hand a squeeze in return, threading his fingers with yours.

“Can we get food on the way home?” You ask, suddenly noticing how hungry you are.

Jeonghan snickers, giving you a look before focusing on the road again.

“All your energy is gone from cumming so much, huh?”

“Stop!” You pretend to be scandalized, smacking the back of his hand. “But yes, actually!”

Jeonghan brings your hand to his lips, placing a light kiss on the back of it.

“Yeah okay, we’ll grab something. You’ll need to regain your strength anyway.” You blink at him, your boyfriend chuckling at your silence. “Did you forget what I said already? I told you that you wouldn’t be able to walk for the rest of the day, didn’t I? I’m not done fucking you, princess.” Heat spreads across your neck and up to your face. Fuck, he did say that earlier, didn’t he? Yoon Jeonghan was truly going to be the end of you. “Now what would you like to eat, my love?”

[angelicdanvers]

BREATHE DEEPER | three.

a charlie bushnell x fem!reader social media fic.

y/n

liked by iamplvtinum, iamcharliebushnell, walker.scobell, and others

y/n — pretty when u cry. plvtinum. tonight.

tagged | iamplvtinum

iamplvtinum BEST DIRECTOR

iamplvtinum absolutely honoured to have you ↳ y/n bro i should be thanking YOU for letting me join ↳ y/n THANK YOOOOU

iamcharliebushnell LITERALLY WHAT

iamcharliebushnell THIS IS THE MOST EXCITING DROP

iamcharliebushnell ITS GIVING SCREAM & AHS ↳ y/n 🤭 mighta been the inspo

walker.scobell HOLY ZEUS ↳ y/n holy poseidon

leahsavajeffries OH MY GOD YOU DIDNT EVEN TELL US ABOUT THIS?!$:&/@; ↳ y/n oopsies 🫣

yasmeenfletcher THATS MY SISTAH ↳ y/n LOVE U MEENA

iamcharliebushnell im surprised you didn’t spoil this to me ↳ y/n trust me im just as shocked ↳ iamcharliebushnell did you tell anyone is the question 🤨 ↳ y/n yes your mom ↳ iamcharliebushnell 😃

leahsavajeffries PRETTY LITTLE THING TELLING PRETTY LIES ↳ y/n GO LEAH GO

dior.n.goodjohn ANGEL NUMBERS TATTED ON HER THIGH ↳ y/n THIS IS AMAZING

levizmiller i’m so proud of you ❤️ ↳ y/n thank you, love you lev <3

william.franklyn.miller I SEE U I SEE U 🫣 ↳ y/n EXPECT A STYLE WHEN U SEE ME NEXT MISTER

iamcharliebushnell im back because i still can’t get over how epic this is ↳ y/n STOP BEING SO CUTE ↳ iamcharliebushnell “pretty little thing telling pretty lies” YEAH SHE DEFINITELY IS ↳ y/n THAT WAS THE BEST REFERENCE ↳ iamcharliebushnell BUT ITS TRUE DUMMY ↳ y/n OI I DIDN'T LIE ABOUT YOU BEING CUTE ↳ iamcharliebushnell neither did i, pretty little thing

user no way charlie made such a conspicuous reference 🤭 ↳ user2 NO FR THIS IS INSANE

user3 IM SO CONFUSED IS SHE DATING CHARLIE??? ↳ user4 LOL IDK BUT I LOVE WHATEVER THEY ARE

user5 UR SO TALENTEDDD ↳ y/n THANK YOU ILY

— taglist.

@shokocoded @istillremberthefirstfallofsnow @surftrips @svtsimp22 @gcidrvsh @idontevencare1223 @thames-fig @captainshischier @reggieslifeboat @multifandom-loser @wheelerslover @mermaid-mqtel @randomnpc456 @kaithoughs @isab3lita @mariposa555 @sunshinessky @myr-cheri @thedeadlynights @ella33 @c1nn4mng1rl @poppysrin @breadbrobin @lucy-the-ant @jules-loves-lukecastellan @taloulalila @tom-pls-fuck-me @mia-luvs @iknowyoureabigfan @rinisfruity14 @chasebeth @auttumnsayshi @prettygirlformula @alwayswndr @balletfilmss @kestisvrse @1forthemoney2forthekish @eissaaaa @emelia07 @toffytaste @soulaires @bearwon @happy-mushrooms @simrah1012

thank you so much for all the love on chapters one and two! hopefully this chapter reveals more of the state of charlie & y/n's relationship hehe :) i had so much fun writing this because every time i listen to the song i think of slasher films 😅

as always, i will continue updating the taglist :)

i love you and am so proud of you, stay safe and drink water <3

[cera-writes]

Alright, since you wanna write about Kurt, how about this one?

Kurt Wagner x reader moving in together? I don't really care if it's in the mansion or an apartement, just domestic stuff.

If you want to, you maybe can include some of those dialogue prompts I can't stop thinking about that would fit this scenario?

"I just can't sleep and do... well other stuff, if it keeps staring at me while I'm in bed." "If you're going to drop anything today, take those boxes over there. I've never liked those plates anyway."

"By the way, I bought you your own controller. Now that we live together I need you in my team."

Like I said, you don't have to use any of them and if you use them, you can definetely change them, but I just thought that maybe they'd help if you had struggles coming up with ideas?

Love your work, you're doing amazing!!

Moving Buddies

A/N: Thank you so much!! Sorry this took a while to get written! I've had tons of requests. This was a cute prompt! Pairing: Kurt Wagner x gn!Reader Tags: fluff, domestic fluff, cohabitation

Cardboard castles and the faint scent of pizza filled the air. You and Kurt were finally tackling the monumental task of merging your belongings into a shared space of your cozy Brooklyn apartment. Boxes threatened to topple over like dominoes and you were slowly descending into madness at the thought of finally getting all your stuff sorted.

Exhaustion hung heavy in your shoulders. You plopped down on a precariously perched armchair, its floral pattern clashing hilariously with the sleek entertainment center Kurt had insisted on bringing.

"I just can't sleep and do... well other stuff," you sighed, gesturing at a particularly creepy porcelain doll staring accusingly from a half-unpacked box, "if it keeps staring at me while I'm in bed."

Kurt materialized beside you with a soft poof of brimstone, a mischievous glint in his yellow eyes. "Perhaps a strategic teleport to the deepest corner of the attic is in order, ja?"

You swatted him playfully. "Spoilsport. Fine, new home, new nightmares. But at least I get to share them with you."

A comfortable silence settled between you, punctuated by the rhythmic thump of bass from a stray box. Kurt's tail swished thoughtfully, knocking over a precariously balanced stack of plates.

"If you're going to drop anything today," you drawled, mock-serious, "take those boxes over there. I've never liked those plates anyway."

Kurt chuckled, a deep rumble in his chest. "Ah, the classic 'accidentally on purpose' discard method. Very subtle, mein liebchen." He winked, then with a flourish, the offending plates vanished in a puff of smoke.

"Speaking of accidents," you said, a devious glint in your eye, "I bought you your own controller. Now that we live together, I need you in my team for every video game showdown."

Kurt's grin widened. "Challenge accepted, liebling. But be warned, I have honed my skills on many a long night with Remy. You may find yourself facing a most formidable opponent."

The rest of the unpacking faded into the background. Boxes became fortresses, bubble wrap turned into packing peanuts for epic pillow fights, and the air crackled with playful competition and the thrill of building a new life together. Sure, there might be creepy dolls and furniture placement issues, but with Kurt by your side, even the chaos felt like the most exciting adventure.

[vettelsdarling]

Youre one of my fav f1 writers on here and I would really love it if you could do a instagram au with a Brazilian model reader x Max!!! Its like their relationship is known and stuff and it’s just a bunch of fluff

𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭

Lissie note… Hi, thank you so much for the kind words. You’re too sweet! I actually really like this prompt, as I have a specific model in mind. Thank you for this!

Things to note:

Fc: Adriana Lima

Reader and Max have been dating for a few years

Reader is a world-renowned supermodel

Pairing: Max Verstappen x Fem!Brazilian model!Reader

Warnings: Nothing but some cursing

Taglist: @drugged-kitkat, @allwaysalleyway

Playlist recommendations: 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟💗, 𝐌𝐕𝟏

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yourusername Fun fun fun! Loved this walk💙🦋

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charlottesiine Gorgeous❤️

francisca.cgomes Lindaaaa💙💙💙

user1 Okay but how is anyone THIS pretty

user2 EXACTLY😩😩

user3 STOPPP THIS IS THE BEST WALK YETTT😩

user4 Literally

user5 Okay but any F1 fans here to say that Max is extremely lucky👀

user6 Fr. I would do anything to be him ughhh

user7 He stole her from me

user8 @ user7 us*

user9 Why Max and not me😔

user10 MOTHER😫

user11 She’s so amazing like istg

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maxverstappen1 Lovely win here in Miami!

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yourusername Amazing❤️

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user1 He wins in Miami, he wins the girlfriend lottery

user2 She’s so supportive too like where’s my gf?

user1 @ user2 Fr

user3 Hopefully he wins the championship🙏

user4 Okay but he will def win the next few races

user5 Yes. I just KNOW it will be like last year

user4 @ user5 I hope

user6 I’m so jealous of him. He keeps winning and he has the best gf ever like wtaf

user7 Exactly😭😭😭

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maxverstappen1 ❤️

yourusername ❤️❤️❤️

charlottesiine Never fail to impress❤️

yourusername Ah stoppp❤️

francisca.cgomes Linda girlll🔥

yourusername No you🔥

user1 Once again, mother worked the scene😩

user2 Nobody will ever be able to replace her

user3 Max is literally the luckiest man alive rn

user4 The way I NEED her so much

user5 She wants me so bad.

user6 @ user5 Say that to Max🤡

user7 She served breakfast, lunch, dinner, AND MIDNIGHT SNACKKK

user8 Mother will always be mothering like this

user9 Anyways, I’m manifesting my wedding day with her.

user10 Relatable

user11 I love that she’s happy with Max, but I can make her happier fr

user12 Delulu is the solulu

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maxverstappen1 Life lately…

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maxverstappen1 Gorgeous❤️

yourusername Handsome❤️

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landonorris Life lately but there’s no pic of your raging sim racing moments… okay👀

maxverstappen1 Shut up

user1 They are literally MADE for each other.

user2 If they don’t last, how could anyone ever???

user3 Okay but how did they even meet

user4 You must be a new fan if you don’t know

user3 @ user4 and so what if I am? I just want to know

user5 They met at a gala in Brazil where she presented him an award. It’s like a few years ago or something.

user3 @ user5 Ohhh ty. That’s really cute though🥰

user6 They are the definition of a perfect couple

user7 I need them to get married ugh

user8 Manifesting they stay together forever😩❤️

user9 I love them together sm

user10 She is literally my fav wag EVER

user11 Her>>>>

user12 Her and Kika fr

user13 I love her paddock fits too. I hope they post some soon

user14 They prob will

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yourusername Fun little outtakes from today’s shoot!

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charlottesiine Such a beauty Liked by yourusername

user1 Mother will never stop being an icon

user2 She is literally TIMELESS

user3 I’m literally so in love with her wtaf

user4 She’s mine, so Max can back off now🥰

user5 Ummm I think you mean mine.

user6 You guys are completely wrong, she’s literally mine

user7 She belongs to NO ONE😩 She’s a national treasure

user8 How can someone literally be this gorgeous and say that these are outtakes???

user9 I literally do not get it

user10 She’s so ughhh❤️😩

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maxverstappen1 Surprisingly good at tennis🎾

View all comments yourusername I don’t know how this works, but I should totally go to Wimbledon

maxverstappen1 If that ever happens, I will be there.

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user1 Can we just appreciate the amount of support that they show each other

user2 Power couple🔥🔥🔥

user3 Model and soon-to-be world champion in tennis🫶

user4 Mimicking Max

user5 It would actually be so cute if she became a world champion and they’d both be world champions😭❤️

user6 @ user5 I mean, she is technically world champion in the model world. Literally one of the most popular models in the world sooo

user5 @ user6 which is why they’re already so cute together

user7 Ugh I’m so jealous😭 I want what they have SO BAD

user8 No bc same

user9 I don’t know if I’d rather be max or her

user10 ikr? They’re both just 😫😫😫

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View all comments user1 Literally so fucking cute AHHHH

user2 He’s so lucky

user3 They look so cute together😭😭😭

user4 all-time fav wag tbh

user5 Him at her shows too>>>

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user1 AHHHH OMG😭 They’re so cute

user2 I bet she drives better than Max on the road lol

user3 lmaoo yes

user4 So pretty in the 3rd pic😩

user5 Why is Max this lucky like wtaf

user6 Wtaf I’m sitting in my bedroom with a shitty romcom and they’re out here actually enjoying life😭

user7 Lmfao relatable

user8 I second that

user9 I’m so in love with them

user10 They’re textbook perfect. I swear.

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maxverstappen1 Appreciation post for my love, @ yourusername

View all comments user1 He really won the lottery like actually

user2 They are THE couple of the century.

user3 She’s literally gorgeous ugh😩

user4 Does anyone know how many years they’ve been dating?

user5 I think it’s like 4 years? Give or take a year??

user6 Yeah it is

user7 Fav couple on the grid

user8 Agreed. I LOVE THEM.

user9 Anyways so when’s the wedding?

user10 Literally

user11 Weddings aren’t EVERYTHING

user9 I’m just rooting for them that’s all smh

user12 They will grow old together. I’m manifesting it.

𝗥𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻...

𝘾𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤��𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚!

𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙚’𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙚’𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩! (𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙣, 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨, 𝙙𝙢𝙨, 𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙨: 𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧(𝙨) 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙚(𝙨) 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣.)

[fillinforlater]

Fresh, Right from the Source

Male Reader x Kim Jiwon (Jeewon - cignature)

Length: 1614 words

Tags: BDSM, tit play, tied up, blindfolded, tit slapping, lactation, lactation kink, submissive, hardcore face fuck, heavy gags, tears, a bit of brattiness and degradation, drinking milk and cream, jerking off, kinky_girlfriend!Jeewon

TW: lactation, very rough face fuck

Inspiration: the ideas, pics and inspirational links (ahem) send by @worldsover.

Credit: @worldsover for an amazing request!

(A/N: an idol I knew very little about before I got introduced to her. Now, it's hard to over look her and her huge... just take a look, will ya?)

“Shiiit.”

Jeewon loves to drag the ‘i’ in this obscene word. Usually, she lays a lot of emphasis on the ‘t’ as well, but your mouth has her breathless tonight. Jeewon tenses up, her back arching impressively, but the restraints around her wrists securely keep her at the wall. Good job by you, buying this new eyelet to keep the burning red handcuffs up above Jeewon’s disheveled hair. 

Twirl your tongue around the dark nipple to tease her. Take a look up to check if the blindfold is still in its proper place. Your girlfriend bites her lower lip, face sweaty and in constant tremble by the bursts of pain and pleasure you send into her body. What a shame, you wish to hear her moan more. A pinch will do.

“Ah, Sir!”

“Hurts?”

“No, no, not at all. Feels great.”

Lean into her and breathe on her collar. Soft hums and those girly moans of bliss reach your ear. Jeewon has this tendency to pant cutely after you disconnect your fingers from her nipple, so you leave them unoccupied. They stand proudly, so perfectly atop her large melons.

“You look very good tonight, baby,” you whisper at her face and she shudders. “Very full as well.”

“Thank you, Sir,” Jeewon responds shyly, her stretched out feet twitching as you massage down from her thighs, to her calves and soles. It’s not the first night she sits at this wall yet there is still something thrilling for her. Brand new blindfolds rid her of any sight, any way of knowing where your hand, mouth and cock will go next. You feel the excitement in her body every time you lay a hand on her. 

“Your legs shake so much,” you blow on her ear. “It’s like I already fucked your ass. Guess you were right about these blindfolds.”

“Shiiit, ah!”

Slap her tummy. No way she can see these coming and you absolutely love it. Jeewon gets off on not knowing what's next, you get off on doing it and seeing, hearing, feeling her reaction. You have certain things planned and are totally willing to take it slow to watch Jeewon crumble and release every single liquid her body can produce.

You cup her breasts and rub your palms over her sensitive nipples, while kneeling in a way that presses your rigid cock on one of her thighs. Jeewon’s jaw drops before she releases a single, booming moan. Her thighs flex, giving tiny bits of friction to your shaft. Lean close to her sweaty face, breathe in her scent and make her wait for your whisper.

“These bags are about to burst.” Amplify your point by squeezing down with your entire hand. Jeewon giggles.

“Sir, I think you might burst too.”

“Fair point,” you acknowledge and suddenly bite down on her lower lip. “But not before you.”

Change your position. Your balls are right on Jeewon’s chin and you drag them from one end of her wide grin to the other, always making sure to keep the main attraction away from her. Jeewon puckers her lips and tries to secretly stick out her tongue to get some of your taste. Too bad that you immediately notice. Slap her rosy cheeks with your cock.

“I like your eagerness,” you nonchalantly say and drag your tip all over her face, “but you still have to wait a bit longer.”

“Sir, how much lo—”

The moment Jeewon opens her lips to speak, you slide your phallus into her mouth and begin to thrust. With your hands firmly placed on each side of her head, Jeewon’s face becomes a cheap fleshlight used only for a quick, loveless release. It’s not the first time for you to do this, but she certainly did not see this coming. Her gags and gurgles are loud and violent, dangerous, to the point where she might actually—

Pull out and tilt her head to the side. The young girl gasps and coughs, but luckily only saliva comes from her mouth. Remind yourself that her gag reflex is strong and, to your dismay, can fulfill its job. You wait for Jeewon to finish coughing.

“Color?” you ask casually.

“Green, Sir.”

Jeewon tilts her head upwards, not to look at you (after all, the blindfold is still blocking her sight), but to signal that she is ready to take you again—and you give it to her again. Longer, harder, faster strokes into her oral cavity. Jeewon is crying underneath the restraint, her hands show the natural reaction to fight back your rough treatment of her throat. She pulls at the chains, they clatter and rattle, but keep her hands at bay. There is no way to escape your will.

Jeewon fucking loves it.

Your sack firmly slaps her chin, your base is all too familiar with her puckered lips, and your cockhead probes to depths you’ve never felt before. All the training has been worth it. Jeewon can take each of your merciless thrusts like a champ. 

"Great, fucking great," you groan, hands on Jeewon's wrists, hips in an uncontrollable frenzy. “But aren’t you a bit lazy? Use your tongue, Jeewon.”

Apologetic gags mix with the continuous splashing sounds of seemingly endless saliva. Jeewon finally starts to wrap her long, wet muscle around your shaft. She knows exactly where you’re the most sensitive and how you like to feel the texture of her tongue. You slower the face fucking to relish in the well-known pleasure. 

Unshackle the girl from the restraints and let her arms drop to the floor while your cock still remains in her sore mouth. At this point you need to pull out, or she will suck your soul out. With a pop you pull out and watch Jeewon cough and search for air. Strings of her spit and your precum connect the submissive girl to her favorite popsicle. 

“Good job, baby!” you praise Jeewon. A gentle hand pats her head and then moves down to her shoulders.

“Thank you, Sir,” she responds with a smile and reaches for her blindfold to remove it.

“Wait, we’re not done yet,” you interrupt her and suddenly squeeze her tits. “There is still something I need for you. Call it an extra meal.”

Jeewon gives you a beautiful, meekly smile, totally inappropriate for the dirty things you’re doing to her. It’s just the kind of girl she is; pure face, helpful and kind towards everyone, but on the inside she’s a willing, sex craving, kinky whore—it’s a cliche, isn’t it? 

You massage Jeewon’s breasts with every phalanx of your strong fingers, hit them like you would with the keys of a piano. But no matter how expensive a piano may be, it cannot produce a music as amazing as Jeewon’s fucked lips. Needy moans, babbled because her tongue hangs out. Hit the keys harder now and put emphasis on the special black, or in this case pink keys. 

Each time you roll your digit over Jeewon’s nipples she trembles, her knees digging deeper into the mat below. Judging from the way her breasts swell, Jeewon will release her milk in a matter of seconds. Quickly reach for a bowl to place it below her utters. 

“Sir, I—

“Oh, shiiiiit, ah!”

Precise pinches on her nipple, then you squeeze. Jeewon starts to lactate, the milk from her sensitive tits sprays into the bowl and all over the mat-covered floor. You continue to pull and rub the nubs and even more of the white liquid is ejected violently. Jeewon throws her head back, the eyelet not able to withstand her writes and arches. 

“Shiiit, Sir, th-there is so, so much,” she screams when you squeeze out the final droplets. The sight makes your cock twitch, it’s ready to burst and Jeewon, for the first time all night, can see it.

“Do you want some cream with your meal?” you playfully ask Jeewon, the bowl in one hand, your cock in the other. Her teary, scintillating eyes follow the bowl as you sway it right before her eyes.

“Please, Sir,” she begs and crouches further down, “Give me some delicious cream.”

Jerk yourself off like a madman while Jeewon starts to lap up the thin layer of her self-produced milk like a thirsty kitten. In the final moments, you point your tip down and release another white liquid into the bowl and over Jeewon's cheek. She giggles and scoops up the remnants of your misfiring with a finger, before adding it to her milk. A satisfied hum leaves her eagerly drinking mouth.

"Baby, why—" you try to catch your breath while Jeewon tries her best to make it impossible to do so by fluttering her eyes during impossibly hearty moans. "Fuck, why are you so fucking lustful?"

Jeewon puts down the bowl and sits back to the wall, ready to be tied up again, ready to feel the shackles again, ready to show you her devotion.

"Sir, you call me lustful, just because my body is healthy and functioning? Isn't it normal for a woman to produce milk in her breasts?"

She puts her hands over her head, you the chains on them. You gently tug her hair behind her ear before nibbling her lobe. A hand snakes down from her throat, over her enormous tits, down her toned midriff—just to dip your fingers right into her pussy.

"Be honest baby, you produce so much milk, you're basically a cow." 

"Moo~" Jeewon moans into your ear. Make sure to punish her for that. And for the filthy laugh that follows. And for the fact that her pussy sucks three fingers in with ease.

Just punish her, will ya?

[ahundredtimesover]

Belong (05: Post-Credits) | MYG

Pairing: Yoongi x (f.) Reader

Genre/Tags: exes-to-lovers-to-exes-to-lovers; actress!OC x basketball coach!Yoongi; summer romance; “long” distance relationship; parallel timelines; angst, fluff, smut

Chapter (Series) Warnings: foul/explicit language; alcohol consumption & passing out, family drama, sport injury; dreams & moving away; allusion to depression; basketball and acting talk; 2014 and 2022 Yoongi; shy and nonchalant cocky whipped Yoongi; almost drowning, sexual content (kissing, oral, penetrative sex) (18+)

Chapter Word count: 5k

Series Masterlist

Status: Complete

Series summary: Being an actor has always been your dream. Pursuing it meant many things - leaving the town where you grew up, distancing yourself from your family that had fallen apart, and saying goodbye to the man who made you feel what home was like. When you decide to finally return after being away for so long, you meet Min Yoongi again, and you’re reminded of the summer romance from 8 years ago with the college basketball superstar whose broken dream pushed you away. As you find yourself spending time with him, you’re left to wonder if love changes, if it gives second chances, or if it’s just another illusion that will hurt the both of you the second time around.

A/N: Wrapping up this story and this world now, as I keep its meaning close to me, where this Yoongi was a source of comfort. Thank you to those who took a chance with this one. Please know that in the midst of deciding to stop writing, you told me I could keep going. 😌

It was nice to be able to write about a sport that I deeply love (yes, I am manifesting with the NBA game featured here 🤞🏽) and about a theme I’m personally experiencing. Yoongi told us to live in the present and that we can dream simple, gentle dreams, too. Let’s cheer each other on! 💜

Listen to: For All You Give (feat. Lucy Rose) by The Paper Kites || Playlist 🎶

1.5 years later

You walk past the hallways to head outside the airport, large luggage in one hand and a small one on the other. 

Your phone rings and Jimin is on the other end, asking if your flight was alright and if the weather is good. You give him a lowdown of the past 18 hours, including your lovely encounter with a Korean-American family during your Minneapolis layover. Their 6-year old is apparently a fan of yours after you did a stint of hosting her favorite Korean variety TV show, and your heart soared when she told you that she wants to be funny and beautiful like you. You found it amusing that doing cute poses and laughing your way through every episode was entertaining enough for her. 

“That’s adorable,” Jimin chirps. “I love how your fanbase gets younger every year. You started with grandparents and now you’ve got 6-year olds under your spell.”

“It’s amazing, isn’t it?” You laugh. “I just hope these kids don’t watch my latest movie because it’s gonna terrify them.”

“Yeah, at least keep the variety shows to entertain the babies,” he chuckles. “I already told Hoseok that you want to guest-host again. There are a couple of shows that want you onboard.”

“Ah, that’s great,” you beam. “I need as much joy and laughter in my life after that last project. That took so much out of me.”

“It did, didn’t it?” Jimin hums. “But it’s got the media buzzing about you again. So much for that one so-called journalist who claimed that you’re one-dimensional and can’t do anything other than romance because you’re only good at being in love. Let me smack her face with all the good reviews about your latest role so she can shut her one-dimensional mouth.”

You giggle at Jimin’s words, his protective nature soothing you like it always does. You remember when that article about you came out after you starred in a mini-series, a project you had after the show you filmed in Paris, which did turn out to be your biggest break then. Your role in that drama had you falling in love with someone from a rival family, one of the show’s major plot points, and that journalist went off about your supposed versatility being premised on the emotions of being in love. You can’t really do much outside of it, she said, and it was that same day when you got the lead role for a psychological thriller, with the industry’s eyes on you to see if you’re able to handle a character that’s so different from what you’re used to. 

And well, it’s safe to say you blew their minds. Even you didn’t think you could do that well, but you pushed hard, not only to prove yourself to them but to challenge yourself, knowing that there’s more to learn and showcase even after 10 years of being in the industry. 

The reviews showed that you delivered. Critics praised your acting, saying how disturbed they felt during specific scenes, and that was a compliment for you, knowing that was the goal. The movie was even shown in a recent foreign Film Festival, and the praises are still coming; Jimin’s been the one sending you every article and post he could find, and he’s been nothing short of amazing when it comes to encouraging and praising you himself for another successful project. 

It wasn’t without its difficulties though, as getting into character meant you had to immerse yourself in its darkness, in the disturbing themes that ate away at you sometimes. It was Yoongi who’d been the one to bring you out to the light every time - sending you flowers while on set, giving you a bath after every filming so you’re not left in your own mind, holding you close whenever you slept, and driving you out during days off. It was hard but it was worth it, as you felt liberated from all the negative emotions once filming wrapped up. 

Yoongi was supportive all throughout - including all the promotions you had to do and the moments of doubt you’d have about your performance. He held your hand during the premiere and took you to the mountains for a weekend to escape it all for a while. Other than the amazing sex you had and the time away from everyone, you both spent those days  wrapped up in each other’s arms, easing back to your normal lives that didn’t include you randomly crying at night or losing sleep from your tiring schedule. 

You’d just wrapped up your promos for the film in Seoul and you’re also waiting for the next project while working on some endorsements and guesting on the side. But after the exhausting couple of months, you deserve a break, and you want nothing more than to focus on Yoongi, knowing he’s the one who’ll be needing your love and support this time. 

Jimin breaks through your thoughts and asks if the car he’d arranged has arrived.

“Not yet, but Yoongi messaged that he’s 5 minutes away,” you respond. “Thanks, by the way. I know you had to arrange all this in such short notice and had to work with Hoseok to push back all my other schedules. I know it was stressful for you, too.”

“And who said I ever minded?” Jimin replies. “I’ve spent enough time with Yoongi to know how much he takes care and supports you, and that also means I know just how much his career means to him. I’m sure you already know but nonchalant and cool he may be, he’s incredibly nervous. I just know having you there is gonna make all the difference.”

“I know,” you smile, feeling emotional at the thought. “I’m just so happy for him. He’s been sending me photos since he got here and I could just see his eyes sparkling. I’m so excited to see him in action.”

“Me, too, at least from here. We’ll be tuning in and I’ll just pretend I know shit about basketball and the NBA,” Jimin laughs. “I guess it’s weird to be cheering for the commentator and not the players but oh well. Just tell him we’re rooting for him; Jin’s gonna host watch parties in his house. We’ll invite Jungkook and Namjoon so there’ll be people who can actually explain to us what’s happening.”

You laugh at Jimin’s rambling. It’s touching to know just how much your friends have come to support Yoongi as well. You’ve to remind yourself that not long ago, they were all wary of him, given the 2 times he let you go. But they’ve seen in the past year and a half exactly what that love you treasure really looks like. You always said it was transformative for both of you in different ways, and they’ve come to witness that, too. 

They’ve seen how tough days for you were always made better whenever Yoongi was around, how negative voices were always drowned out by his gentleness and encouragement, how bouts of insecurities were easily mended by his belief in you. 

That love got you regularly going home to Daegu to see his dad and to be with yours, and to make an effort to heal the wounds with your sisters. 

That love also got Yoongi to be braver, to take chances and to make the most out of every opportunity he could find. It’s that love that supported him throughout the months that he wrote for that online sports magazine, until he became a regular guest at an online sports show. It’s what encouraged him to apply for a sports channel’s basketball analyst position; you remember the smile on his face when he got the job and the first time he appeared on TV to talk about the sport he’s loved for most of his life. It’s your shared love that got him to dream again - maybe coach a professional team in the future, perhaps become a household name in sports media. It doesn’t matter what form, you’d remind him, as long as it was in the world of basketball.

It’s that same love that’s going to hold his hand through the next 2 or so weeks, as Yoongi lives out a dream he didn’t think he’d have. As a 10-year old who’d imagined himself playing for the NBA too many times, he didn’t think that 20 years later, he’d be reporting on it as part of the South Korean media. He thinks it’s just as much a dream as any. This is the sport he loves, and he told you once that he can’t imagine his life without it. 

“Oh, I think that’s him!” You tell Jimin, as you spot the maroon car that Yoongi said he was in. “Thank you again.”

“Just call me for anything, okay?” He says on the other end. “And enjoy Boston!”

You bid him goodbye and rush to the car that stops not far from where you are. Yoongi exits and you hug him immediately, falling into the warmth that you’ve missed this past week. You were at a promotional event in Busan when he left Seoul for the US a few days ago so you didn’t get to say goodbye, but it appeased you that you could spend your break with him here. 

But more than anything, it’s the fact that you get to be part of his new world this time, and nothing makes you happier than being able to see that sparkle in his eyes that made you fall for him that first time all those years ago. There’s that confidence again, that drive. Yoongi is all kinds of beautiful everyday, but seeing him do something he loves has always been special. You’re glad you get to witness that again.

“I missed you, jagi,” he hums in your ear. How was your flight?”

“Good. I got a bit of rest,” you reply. “And I missed you, too.”

Yoongi smiles and gives your luggage to the chauffeur who loads them in the trunk. You both enter the car and sneak in a kiss for the seconds that you’re alone, and he smiles against your lips before turning to you. 

“You seem excited,” he states.

“Of course, baby. It’s the big day tomorrow. Aren’t you?”

“I’m terrified, actually,” he chuckles to mask the nervousness. “But Mr. Chan called earlier to ask how I’m feeling and he’s been so supportive, saying that his sprained ankle must’ve been a blessing in disguise if it meant I get to take his place. I did the reporting the other day during Media Day and he said I did really well, asking the players and coaches really good questions. He said if I sustain this during the entire championship series, I could be well on my way to reporting more big games even in other sports.”

“Baby, that’s huge!” You beam, turning to him to see his shy smile. “You could be reporting on the Olympics, who knows! But the NBA… this is huge for you. The fact that you’re who they thought to replace him is a big deal. It means they really see something in you.”

“I still think it’s a fluke,” he sighs. “If Mr. Chang hadn’t gotten injured, it would’ve been him. It just so happened that the other guys are either on leave or on another assignment and I was… there.”

“Then you just saved their asses! It means you get to show them how good you are, and I know you’re good. I wouldn’t be paying attention to basketball if you weren’t calling it.”

“You’re biased though,” he laughs. 

“Duh. Name one other sports commentator who knows his shit, is incredibly handsome, has such a soothing voice, and looks hot talking about people shooting balls?” You exclaim. “No one! Just you! Baby, you’re saving the industry!” 

Yoongi thinks you’re adorable when you go off like this. He always knew you didn’t actually pay attention to his games before because your eyes were only on him. Whenever you’d both watch on TV, you’re often curled into his arms, remarking that he does that same jumper smoothly or that the players are either boring or too cocky. You understand the sport, though. He knows you’re interested because you get basic terms and ask him questions. Sometimes he thinks you just want to hear him talk or analyze a play; sometimes you just giggle when he’s pulling his hair or yelling over a stupid call or when his team’s losing, but regardless of your level of appreciation for the sport, he knows you love it because he does, and that means more to him than you’ll ever know. 

He gives in though, knowing you feel strongly about his basketball commentary skills. 

“Thank you, jagi. I at least know that if I completely fail at this, you’d still think I’m hot.”

“Baby, I think you’re hot all the time. You could even model or act, you know? The industry will benefit from this pretty face,” you wink.

“Let’s say hypothetically, I do act. What happens if I have an intimate scene with someone? What would you do?” He asks, arching an eyebrow because he can almost predict what you’re gonna say. 

“I will cry,” you pout, causing him to laugh. 

It’s all hypothetical, but he can tell you’ll really be upset even if it’s something he has to live with all the time. It’s something he’s gotten used to, though. He did survive watching your scenes with Pablo where you both cuddled “naked” in bed, although he admits looking away so many times. He also made it through your mini-series where you had multiple sexually tense scenes with your co-star. He admits he likes it when you’re more clingy and affectionate after each filming and episode, and he won’t complain. 

But knowing how affected you’d be if the roles were reversed makes him a little soft. He remembers those summers years ago when you’d eye the girls who’d cheer for him during his games and how you always ran to him after to hold his hand and then kiss him intensely in the bathroom or his car. You would deny the jealous girlfriend allegations and he used to just laugh through it. It seems like nothing has changed.

“These lips are for me only,” you say, cupping his cheeks to hold him in place for a deep kiss.

“They are,” he smiles. “And I know at the end of the day, your lips are only for me, too.”

He kisses you again, no longer minding the chauffeur in the car who doesn’t seem to care that you’re being affectionate in his backseat. 

“They are,” you hum. “They’re for your neck, and your chest, and—” you palm his cock — “for this.”

“Jagi,” he laughs, already used to your antics. 

You’re usually like this after being away. You were apart for a few days and it’s been a while since you’ve been separated for longer than that. 

“I just miss you,” you sigh, hugging him now and liking the comfort of his touch as always. “No one would massage my feet after walking in heels for hours and have a bath with me, no one would make me cum to sleep or kiss me goodnight.”

“Nice to know that’s all you miss,” he teases, earning him another pout.

“You know what I mean.”

“I do, and I miss those, too,” he hums as he kisses your forehead. “Thanks though, for coming here. I know that Jimin and Hoseok had to push back some of your schedules.”

“No issue at all. I wanted to be here, babe. This is a big deal and I’m… I’m just so happy for you,” you say against his chest. 

“You know I wouldn��t have gotten here without you, right?” He replies, emotional now at how far he’s come. 

It’s been years but the memory of his injury and his subsequent fallout from the sport comes and goes sometimes, so was losing you in the process. And then losing you again. But he’s here now, with you, the night before an important moment of his young career as a sports analyst, and he’s never felt more secure in his life. 

“You’ve always been a fighter,” you look up at him. “And you’re here because of you.” You kiss him softly. “But I can also take credit, that’s fine,” you laugh. “But really, thank you for not giving up on your dream, babe. I hope you know that it gives me courage, too.”

That night, you climb into bed with Yoongi, the exhaustion from the long trip overtaking you. There’s warmth in his eyes when he looks at you, and he chuckles when you try to stay awake. It’s his soft lips against your forehead that bids you goodnight, and you fall into his arms, knowing that this is what you’ll be waking up to in the morning.

The next evening, you walk inside TD Garden, Boston’s sports arena, where Game 1 of the NBA finals between the Celtics and Phoenix Suns are being held. The energy is insane, something you’ve never felt before, and it’s making you giddy and excited. You can only imagine what it’s like for Yoongi, and the thought makes your heart warm. 

You did see him taking long breaths earlier after he’d dressed up and prepared to leave, and much as you’d been so tired, you just had to hug him to calm him down and tell him that he’s gonna do great. He’s just excited, he claimed, but he’ll look for you in the arena; knowing you’re there with him will be enough to calm his racing heart. 

He had to go earlier to cover the press conference and film for their segment in Seoul’s morning news channel. It’s just him, Hee-soo, and a small production crew but it’s all they need. As commentators, they get to call the game but also interview the players and staff, report it, and then write about it. It’s tough and stressful but it’s the kind of buzz that Yoongi lives for now, you can tell, as you eye him in his designated analysts’ table, looking around and taking in the energy of the arena. His smile is priceless. There’s pride in it, there’s acceptance. It looks like the smile of someone who fought hard to have a new dream, and someone who worked to achieve it. 

Yoongi’s eyes go to you and you wave. You’re thankful for the connections you have that got you this ticket last minute, and even if you won’t pay attention to the game as much, being here to witness Yoongi call his first NBA match is too special to miss. You can’t imagine being anywhere else.

The game is an exciting one. You get into it with the crowd even if you don’t exactly have a team you’re rooting for but you cheer just the same. Your eyes constantly flit to Yoongi though, whose position isn’t far from where you’re seated. 

You listen through the online channel so you can hear what he’s saying, and the way he describes the energy inside is on-point. He narrates the plays effectively; you could be looking away from the court and still feel like you’re watching because of how good he is. His voice is calm and measured, except towards the end when the game is close and his pitch increases and he matches the excitement of what’s happening. It’s intense and exhilarating, and when the final buzzer sounds, you turn to him and see that smile on his face again. 

Tears form in your eyes as you feel overwhelming pride. Perhaps it’s similar to what he felt when he was with you during the recent Film Festival where your movie was shown and the audience gave your entry a standing ovation. He knew what you had to go through for that role and seeing your hard work paying off meant so much to him, as he got to hold your hand and tell you he was proud of you. 

That was special, he said. So many times in the past, he wanted to tell you all that, and that you did well, and that he’s looking forward to the next big thing you’ll do, but he never had the courage to. That’s why he’d send flowers, he told you. 

He also revealed how that came about - how he’d driven to Seoul for your first movie premiere with a bouquet of daisies but that he’d seen you with someone, and how he decided to leave it at the agency for you to receive. He almost took it back but you seemed to like it so he just continued with the tradition. You cried then, and he said he didn’t want you to feel guilty. But you were emotional because he still looked out for you and his care for you never wavered. The flowers gave you strength, and you’d told him you wanted to be like those daisies for him, too. 

Seeing him now gives you that sense of fulfillment, that not long from now, you’ll be able to hold his hand and tell him you’re proud of him, and the chance to do that for someone you love is special beyond words. You’re glad you can finally do that for each other now. 

Gentle dreams, you think. This life with him and all the simple things you do for each other and together are some of the biggest ones.

It’s quiet in the car on the way to your hotel, the fancier one you booked for both of you instead of the mid-range one they got for him. Yoongi is focused on his notebook, jotting down notes from his memory that he’ll have to write up later on. 

He’s then glued to his device once you get to your room, with him seated on the couch and agreeing to your orders for room service for your dinner. It seems he’s going through the messages of praise from his colleagues and his friends. A lot of people tune in to the channel’s coverage of the NBA, and other than you, no one’s prouder than his dad and his brother. 

You watch him from the bathroom door, appreciating the joy he exudes. It’s different from what you’d seen all those years ago. This is a man who went through various kinds of pain and had other people suffer because of it, something he still burdens himself with every once in a while. But he did the brave thing of dreaming again; sometimes you think that’s probably harder than when he gave up on the first one. 

Yoongi shows you everyday that courage takes different forms. Sometimes it’s letting something go, sometimes it’s fighting for them. Sometimes it’s loving someone from afar and sometimes it’s flying thousands of miles to a foreign country and asking for them back. 

But it’s always picking up your broken pieces and learning to love yourself despite and because of them. It’s finding something or someone you can’t live without and offering what you can, trusting that they’ll take you into their world because you deserve it. Courage is dreaming again, it’s loving again even with the possibility of getting hurt. It’s trusting yourself enough that you’re going to be okay if things don’t go your way. 

You hear him call your name. You realize you’ve been gazing at him for longer than you intended, and so you walk towards him as he looks at you questioningly.

“I was just admiring how happy you look,” you say. “It suits you, and I’m just so thankful I get to see it.”

His face softens and he reaches out his hand, one that he kisses and he doesn’t say anything else. He just looks at you tenderly and your heart races at the sight. 

You bend to capture his lips on yours, your movements gentle yet wanting. But it builds as time passes, until you feel him undoing the knot of your bathrobe, with him sighing in satisfaction when he feels you bare underneath. Your breath hitches when he cups your breast and you want nothing more than to have him right now. 

You pull away then remove your robe, liking the way his eyes roam around your naked form and how he gulps at the position you’re getting into, as you  get on your knees and spread his legs apart. His slacks get off first, and then his briefs. He removes the rest of his clothes as you take him in your mouth, his cock heavy and wanting as it reaches the edge of your throat. 

You take your time, wanting him to feel good after what he’d done tonight, but he’s the one who pulls away, wanting instead to bury himself inside you. It’s what he does, as he directs you on the couch, entering you from behind while his fingers do their magic on all parts of your body. But he lets you both come together, on the bed as he hovers over you, his head no longer buried in your neck, with his eyes looking straight into yours as you both come down from your highs. 

He kisses your lips tenderly as his I love you, and the way he holds you later that night says everything he can’t say. 

Loving you is what he wants to do in his life. Loving you is courage. 

You didn’t realize just how tiring covering the NBA finals would be. Considering their small team, Yoongi and Hee-soo work double time to get all the information they need to cover the games and write about them within a short period of time. They also have to fly back and forth depending on where the game is and you’ve liked tagging along, enjoying the amenities of your hotel and exploring the nearby area. It’s what you do in Boston and then in Phoenix. 

And while a game 7 is great for the league and basketball fans, you can tell it’s taxing for Yoongi. He doesn’t complain though. It’s part of the experience; the first one tends to be very memorable, he says. 

Both of you find yourselves in Boston's public garden the afternoon after the final game of the series. It’s been a crazy 24 hours, as Yoongi and Hee-soo had to do interviews and then report and then write about the game. You stayed by Yoongi’s side, attending to his needs and helping whenever you can. 

It’s early morning in Korea by now and work can resume later, perhaps right before or during your early morning flight back home, but you’re both at what has become one of your favorite spots in the city. It’s nice and simple and quiet. The garden is also accessible. It reminds you of the park in Paris, the one where Yoongi had come to meet you, and you cried in his arms at the sight of the man you didn’t think you’d be able to be with again, but he braved through his fears to be with you. 

“I like it here,” you say, as you walk past one of the many statues. 

“It’s nice, isn’t it?” He hums. “The pond reminds me of Paris.”

You turn to him and smile, letting him know you were thinking the same. 

Yoongi watches you lovingly look at the flowers. Your head turns when you hear toddlers squealing on their parents’ shoulders. And you perk up at the dog that stops to sniff his leg. They’re all simple but they’re so unabashedly you - soft, charming, and everything he needs. 

He thinks about all the things he loves about you as you smile and laugh at your surroundings. He’s been thinking about a lot of things, actually, constantly pinching his arm to remind himself that this life he’s created with you isn’t just some dream he conjured in his mind to get over losing you twice. You’re actually, truly next to him, living his new dream with him, as he dreams your dream with you. He doesn’t think he can get any happier than everyday he gets to live like this. 

You told him a few times that he’s brave for dreaming a new dream. It’s scary to do that, you’d said, so are other things, like loving again and again, accepting the broken pieces of himself and loving every one of them. You’d said that he was brave for flying to see you and asking for you back, and while he agrees to some extent, he doesn’t think anyone can be braver than you. 

You love intensely and genuinely; you love so certainly. You love like you heal, and you love yourself and others so you could heal as well. The way you loved him all these years has been filled with courage - you loved when it hurt, when it didn’t feel like he wanted to fight for you, when it felt like your love wasn’t strong enough to carry his burden. You loved so hard that there would be nothing to regret if the world ended the next day, and your love is so transformative that it created a home in his aching heart so that it could be strong enough to love both you and him after everything. 

You turn to him and reach out for your hand as you head towards the exit, and he jogs to where you are and intertwines his fingers with yours - not loosely but securely; he wants you to know he’s never letting you go.

There’s no version of life that he’d let you go another time. And so when he gets a message from the jeweler that his order for a customized daisy ring is ready, Yoongi’s heart soars to know that he could at least give you - ask you - something that will let you know that he’ll choose this life over and over again as long as it’s the one where he gets to live the rest of it next to you. 

You’ll both go back to Seoul, in the home you both created, in each other’s arms where you both belong. 

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hi sarah could u pls Rec me cute kid fics?

HI FRIEND :D

so sorry mental health has been in the gutter lately so it's taken me a hot second to fill this one but HERE! have some fluffy kid fics that I enjoyed :') <333

(also, I'm assuming that you mean fics in which there are kids and not fics in which they ARE kids, please let me know if you're looking for something different!)

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Biology 101 for Babies (T+, 2k) by @clottedcreamfudge

“There's a boy,” Arthur says seriously, still holding a bright red crayon tightly in his fist. ���At nurs... nurs'ry. He's new an' he's brown.” Henry, still twisting round to give Arthur his attention, blinks a couple of times, then very carefully takes his hands out of the washing up bowl and pulls off his gloves. “I see. What's his name?” “Michael.” “Alright. And why is it unusual that he is, as you say, brown?” Arthur frowns. “Nobody else is brown.” Henry realises with dawning horror and amusement that he is about to have one of the weirdest conversations of his entire life. “Arthur, my little love – you're brown.”

Queer little ducks hold a special place in my heart. (T+, 4k) by anarchyat4am (thanks@wordsofhoneydew for the rec!)

Henry... is more than a bit useless around hot guys. So when he finds the lost kid of the gorgeous dad who frequents his bookstore, he pulls himself together until they reunite, only to then be devastated by the revelation that the man thinks Henry hates him. And, well... courage always rises, and all that.

Confidential Memorandum (T+, 17k) by sherryvalli

"Hello, Mr. Fox-Mountchristen's office. How may I help you?" "Hello, can I speak to Mr. Fox-Mount-krishen, please?" Alex blinked. After two weeks of hearing nothing but the voices of snooty men and frazzled secretaries calling in, the person on the other line now sounded decidedly neither snooty nor male nor in any way adult. It was a little girl. "Mr. Fox-Mountchristen's unfortunately in a meeting right now,” Alex began slowly, “but I could take a message?" "Oh." The girl paused. "You're not Mr. Hunter." [Alex starts a new job as Henry's new assistant. Henry's daughter keeps calling the office and leaving him messages.]

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[shelter/foster/adoption etc. fics]

Family Line(s) (T+, 26k) by notcanoncompliant

Henry and Alex had been thinking about fostering for years now, they were just waiting for the right kid to (aparently literally) fall into their life.

When You Smile, You Knock Me Out, I Fall Apart (And I Thought I Was So Smart) (G, 3k) by @interestinglittlerelationship

Alex is facing away from him, head bent over a pan of something that smells absolutely amazing. There’s an apron tied loosely around his waist. He looks so painfully domestic that Henry almost passes out. He would make such a good father. or Henry and Alex stumble upon a new dream and build a family together.

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[and I know you said cute and probably meant fluffy, but I can't help adding my personal fave kid fic, but PLEASE DO PAY ATTENTION TO TAGS as most of the fluff is within other angst!]

a flicker, a spark (e, 83k) by acastle

“She truly is your daughter, Alex,” Henry sighs, defeated. “Fuck off, sweetheart,” he laughs, a soundbite of the sun. Henry forces himself not to physically react, the term of endearment sweet and menacingly familiar coming from Alex’s lips. It’s been years. “You know they’re useful.” “Ah yes, eyelashes, truly a formidable instrument in managing international relations.” Alex grins, and Henry is too late to catch the slightest downward lilt on the corner of his mouth, “Worked on you once, didn’t it?” Oh, did that ache. (Much had happened since the time Henry had told Alex to leave. Alex had passed the bar, gotten married, had the most beautiful daughter. And Henry, well. He stayed right where he was.)

and the accompanying piece:

sea of endless hope (e, 85k)

Henry watches Alex, the man he adores and loves so ardently, and the moment is palpable, delicate, and yet too large for even the sky to contain. He watches Alex, and in that moment, he wants to be his husband, the ache and urge of it almost unbearable. “Daddy!” Nena takes Henry’s hands, and he looks down at her, the angel who had saved him, and he smiles at her, quiet with emotion, letting her lead him into place. He would follow her, follow Alex, anywhere. (Henry, Alex, and their daughter, and the first years of coming home, forever.)

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[and one of my own for good measure ha! again, please check tags!]

Something Borrowed, Something Blue (e, 116k)

When June gets engaged, Alex, her brother, and Henry, her best friend, are asked to be the official Guys Of Honor. There’s a month to plan the whole thing, which would be near impossible anyway, only made worse by the fact that being around each other the last several years has only ever led to petty fights and useless competition. Unfortunately, as the two most important men in her life - aside from her fiancé - they don’t really have much of a choice. Alex has a lot of feelings about this. As it turns out, Henry does too.

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I don't read a ton of kid fics, but I'm definitely open to other recs as well! hope this hits the spot for you friend! :D

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WIP Wednesday

I tag:

@alphanight-vp, @kittenchrissy, @wraithsoutlaws, @heywoodvirgin, @just-a-cybercroissant, @wanderingaldecaldo, @imaginarycyberpunk2023, @dreamskug, @therealnightcity, @rosapexa, @streetkid-named-desire and @genocidalfetus – also everyone who likes to do it as alway and no pressure!

VP

currently on some pics I did of Thyjs last weekend. The ingame effects (falling sparks in the distance and spawned electricity) weren't enough so now I'm adding a shit ton of tex and brushes to it so it looks how I imagined it to be as VP alone doesn't work no matter how many I spawn.

Also giving some unreleased Ryder pics now the same procedure as I wasn't satisfied they have no rain visible (thanks to using dof) and I found some nice rain brushes (got inspired by @dreamskug <3). I love this set of pics I did of Ry as he's so expressive and emotional in those but I didn't know what to do with them for months. Now I have a better idea so I can soon post them, too – hopefully.

and another sneaky peaky for Vijay as I have noticed I haven't posted two pics of him yet (thought I have but nope).

SNIPPET? SNIPPET!

“So we are starting something serious here?” “Ik denk, ja.” Thyjs mumbles against his lips. Ry manages to roll them around so that he is on top now. “Wow, didn’t see that coming.” Thyjs says surprised “I’m not a soldier like you but I have tactics as well.” He leans in again, wants more stormy passion. Kissing Thyjs just felt amazing. He got addicted immediately after their first attempt. Thyjs feels overwhelmed, like Ryder flipped a switch inside him that released feelings he never felt before. He lets out another sweet low sound. It’s satisfying to Ryder's ears, telling him he’s pushing the right buttons. “Ryder—” Thyjs pants. “What?” “Ik—” he starts again as Ryder moves to his neck now placing his kisses there and he may have just found out this spot, the tattooed neck of the man beneath him seems to be a soft spot. He lets his lips softly hover over the delicious skin, eliciting more of these cute sounds. “You?” he asks, tongue now out licking the exact same spot again. Feast. Beast is chipping in again but Ryder ignores it. “Ah—” He turns away so he could look at Thyjs again, bold grin on his lips, sharp teeth showing. “Found the first soft spot, hm?” “Guess you did.” Thyjs answers. He already misses Ry against him, and his pointy teeth look so damn inviting, so he grabs the black haired man and pulls him back flush against him, whispering hoarse into his ear “Commando to bijt mij!” Ryder only smirks at that, responding with a short German “Gern” thrown in and bites down into the soft flesh of his neck, not with much pressure though, just enough that Thyjs newly pants with a certain anticipation. “Godverdomme!” Ryder starts sucking it. He wants to give him a mark, one that tells, this fine soldier of a man is now his. If the spot wasn’t already inked in black it would turn into a beautiful shaped hickey of deep purple in the middle surrounded by a rosé-pinkish color. Thyjs is totally giving himself to Ryder now, he doesn’t make any restraint, he wants Ry to do anything he wants to do with him all of a sudden. Yet Ryder stops, reminding himself they should take this slow. He knows he’s unstoppable once he falls into his sex drive and he doesn’t want to rush, doesn’t want to overwhelm Thyjs. He's the most experienced here and he should take a lead to show Thyjs bit by bit what awaits him having surrendered to a gay man. So he moves to the man’s ear, speaking with his dark soft mystic voice “We should go back inside.” “Hmm” “lay down to something more cozy. Enjoy a few more kisses.”

I'm all over the moon with them still … I could just write them kissing for hours and hours, ugh.

RADIO STATION (spotify playlist)

I'm mostly done with Ryder's two favorite Radio Stations I hc him to listne to in cp77 world. I'm just a bit unsure if I should continue to add more music or not before posting and how to post them.

I don't even know if anybody is interested in listening to them, but I'd be happy if someone does! I didn't think it would turn out to be a somewhat bigger project but I loved working on it. One is going to have German artists only and will be named 'Technoise' while the other is definitely dark and hard techno (I placeed some softer and more melodic tunes in between, though to give the ears a little rest from the hard beats).

Here's the covers I did for them:

Somehow I ended up with using Ryder's favorite boots from my past VP. The 'logos' are all made by me as well (using free as well as bought fonts and building it all together). Took inspiration from the radio station logos from the game, but still did them in my style. I'm very happy with how they turned out.

PLANS?

Since I got Thyjs into Dogtown last weekend, the next one is Jaysen – level him up, get through Konpeki and VDB to have him enter D-Town as well. I am desperate to try the new netrunner functions as well. And while playing with him this weekend (hopefully as I have to put up my x-max decoration as well this weekend) I hope to take some new pics of him alone but also with his beautifuly boyfriend Enzolino. <3 If I don't make it this weekend it wil lbe the next! But I'm not gonna change files until I have JJ given some love.

I do think it's a good way to approach playing the boys weekend wise. Maybe I'll find a bit mre time shortly before christmas or during it as not much is planned than just one day with the family on the 24th. 21st is my (and Hizumi's) b-day. Not gonna celebrate as always. I'll just chill, get a visit from mum and dad an that's it.

[cosmical-flowers]

Feeling sad today so take a wip long fic that im writing for my yumeship (Sakura Nakamura x Shinobu Sengoku)

Tagging @mutsuowo @maoxrumi @transgender-eichi because im pretty sure yall like my yume content :D

Sakura was over in the student council office again, helping out with some paperwork. As she was over frequently, she was deemed an unofficial member as a joke. Shinobu was right by her side, helping calculate costs for an upcoming S2 live. As the pen glided across the paper, she scribbled down notes about some previous lives. It was relaxing for her, a change of pace compared to being on her feet so often. As she was about to take a break and stretch, Ayaka texted her that she got some snacks and that she’ll deliver them soon. She smiled at her phone and told Shinobu.

“Ah, Ayaka is bringing us some snacks. How considerate of her.”

“Yeah, we’ll have to thank her soon. You guys have live coming up soon, right?”

Shinobu looked up from what he was writing and looked at Sakura. She smiled as she began to gush about the next concert her unit would hold.

“Yeah! It should be a month from now if we time everything correctly. It's going to be our second album released. I'm super excited about it.”

“Do you think you can tell me more about it?”

“-! Of course! So each of us has a song that’s focused on an ideal we like. For mine, its about friendships. And then we have a few more songs that…”

As Sakura began to ramble on about her unit, Shinobu took in her features. The way her eyes felt so comforting like sunlight, her smile being so bright, she was just perfect to him. Every word she spoke was like a melody to his ears. And don't even get him started on her laugh— he could just rant on for hours on how amazing she is. He truly had a crush on her. As he rested his chin on his palm, he got a notification on his phone. As he opened his phone, Ayaka knocked on the door. Sakura went to open the door as he read the message.

“Hey Ayaka! I was just talking about your song.”

“Hi-hi Sakura! Are you taking a break right now?”

“Yeah, I'm almost done with this stack of papers.”

“Yippee! And then we can go home!”

As Sakura picked up the bag of snacks Ayaka had, Ayaka grabbed another chair and pulled it over.

“Ah, Sakura, the photos I got from my last photoshoot came in.”

Shinobu mentioned as Ayaka was sorting out what each person was going to have.

“Ooo, the ones I helped you with? Can I see?”

“Sure! Come over here!”

Sakura walked over to Shinobu, hugging him from above. She put her head on his shoulder and looked over at the photos. There was a moment of silence, as Shinobu’s face dusted with a light pink as soon as their faces almost touched. He couldn’t believe how close they were to each other. A million thoughts began to race in his mind as he thought about what he would do next. He didn’t even realize how much Sakura was commenting on him until he snapped out of his own thoughts.

“…A-And honestly, the outfit choice was great for the shoot and … and generally you just looked amazing.”

Stuttering over her own words, Sakura complimented how well he did in the photoshoot. As she muttered something about him being cute as well, he knew his face turned even more red. She giggled as she grabbed a bag of candy from in front of Ayaka and continued on with her work. Oh, if only she knew how often he made her nervous. If only she knew.

[luxaryllis]

Special: Valentine's Day

Note: Happy Valentine's Day!! 💙❤️‍🔥💗💖

I thought of doing this to show that I am, indeed, alive, and am working! Also, this is posted kinda before Feb 14 (it's Feb 13 today, as of posting this) cuz why not!

So, this special is How my OCs and Characters Would React to Receiving a Valentine's Gift

By 'OCs and Characters', I mean all the insert characters I have!

The characters here are:

-R!MC (Riddle's scared younger sibling)

-BR!MC (Riddle's brainwashed younger sibling)

-V!MC (Vil's younger sibling)

-Finian White (my OC based on the White Rabbit)

For better context and understanding, I suggest reading their respective series before this!!

Oh! And the 'MC's will be given actual names, but will all still use they/them pronouns and are gender neutral!! And everything here is thought of as platonic, but you can take it as romantic instead!

(For all my fellow lonely people here!)

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R!MC (Riddle's Scared!Younger sibling; name given: Ray Rosehearts but is NOT the same as xofiasblog's oc, Ray)

"You're.. giving this to me?" The first year asks, tilting their head to the side. You nod, nudging the box of chocolate cake to then further.

Ray takes the box reluctantly, "What's the special occasion", they ask.

A small bout of silence follows after Ray's question. You were in disbelief; they don't know what day it was today?!

You tell the sweetheart infront of you that it was Valentine's Day, February 14th.

Ray blinks once, then twice, and asks you what Valentine's Day was.

"Has Finian ever even told you about Valentine's?!"

You received a confused shake of the head for an answer.

From that moment on, you began telling Ray all about Valentine's Day, and spoiled them with lots of sweets afterward.

It was a happy day for both of you, and Ray was happy that they learned something new and spent time with one of their cherished friends.

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BR!MC (Riddle's "Brainwashed" Younger sibling; name: Rory Rosehearts)

"[Name]... what is this?"

You smile, "A chocolate strawberry rose bouquet! Just for you, Rory!!"

"Ah..." Rory holds the faux bouquet carefully in their arms. "Is this the 'Valentine's Day gift' you mentioned to me last week?"

Not even surprised at your friend's amazing memory, you nod.

You had been preparing a bunch of gifts for your friends the past few days and happen to run into Rory Rosehearts while you were heading to the pastry shop.

That was how Rory came to understand Valentine's Day and helped you shop for gifts.

"I uhh.. have something for you as well." Your friend carefully moves your gift to one arm and brings out a cute heartshaped box of chocolates.

It was packaged with a red and white ribbon and the tag read a cute handwritten message, "Thank you for being an amazing friend, [Name]. You're the best" with a heart at the end.

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V!MC (Vil's younger sibling; "placeholder" name: Valentin)

Valentin Schoenheit, younger sibling of Vil Schoenheit, was more than familiar with Valentine's Day. They were named after it, after all.

So when you approach them with a box of chocolate cake and a bouquet of roses, they already knew what you were going to say...

"Ah! Are these for Vil? You want me to give these on him on your behalf?"

... nevermind...

"Val... these are for you. Why would I give you gifts that were for Vil??"

At this point, you really shouldn't be surprised anymore. Poor Valentin has to play messenger between Vil and some of his fans.

"Oh, the usual. Since Vil studies in NRC, and well, I'm not in NRC yet, people have been crowding me with gifts for him. It's even worse every Valentine's."

You frown, Valentin's birthday was February 14. You can't possibly imagine having to give gifts to your older brother on your brithday of all days.

"Well, this one's for you!! Happy birthday and Happy Valentine's!"

The birthday celebrant (idk a genderneutral term for bday boy and girl sorry-) looks inside the box, and looked sadly up at you.

"I... can't eat this much chocolate, [Name]. You know that already. Vil doesn't like me eating so much chocolate..."

You roll your eyes, even after they made up, Vil still hadn't let up on his diets.

Val thinks that he's relaxed a lot, but it really doesn't seem like it.

"Well, you brother isn't here now. And it's your birthday for the Seven's sake!! Spoil yourself a little, alright?"

Before they could retort, you put a finger on their lips, silencing them.

"Shh, shhh. Now c'mon! This cake won't eat itself!!"

As you take the box of cake from their hands, Valentin looks at you with a soft smile on their face.

They're glad to have you as their friend.

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Finian White (OC based on the White Rabbit, appears in the Scared!Riddle's younger sibling series)

"T-these are for me?!"

You nod, watching amusedly as the rabbit beastman infront of you bashfully holds your gift in his hands like a new pocket watch.

Which, in this case, it is a new pocket watch.

Your Valentine's Day gift for Finian was a pocket watch. It didn't exactly have the Valentine's Day aesthetic, but it had Finian's initials engraved on it.

He smiled at you, "Thanks a lot! Uhm... my family and I don't celebrate Valentine's Day, so uh.." he scratches the back of his head sheepishly, "I don't have a gift for you. Sorry..."

You raise an eyebrow, "You don't celebrate Valentine's? Why??"

"We only celebrate White's Day.", the beastman says as if it made sense.

It didn't. But he moves on as if nothing happened.

"A-anyway... would you like to go to a sweets shop? Maybe I could get you some (favorite cake) as a Valentine's gift instead?"

[detective-luca-montoya]

Lawrence and Luca- Part 1

Was inspired by @montammil 's writing, specifically his amazing oc Lawrence, so I decided to write a crossover drabble with my oc Luca! Part one of ???. No specific warnings for this chapter. Ask to tag and enjoy!

Lawrence Cross belongs to @montammil! Luca Montoya belongs to me!

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"Look, I know I'm a week overdue, but my client-" Luca groans into the phone as she paces down the street, heading in no particular direction. Rent was due- overdue, actually, but the latest case had taken longer than she had expected and even worse, her client had nearly refused to pay at all. Apparently people tended to shoot the messenger when it came to cheating partners. Leaving her short- on both money and patience. "Yes- I know what the lease says, but I just need a few more days! I'm good for it, you know that!" She pinches the bridge of her nose in her fingers. "Yeah- I remember last month. But I did pay it!" (If not a week late...) She lets some exasperation leak into her tone. "Mr. Warren, please-!"

She's abruptly cut off by a dial tone. She swears under her breath, pockets the phone and takes a seat on a nearby bench. Maybe I can ask Sylv for a loan... I can't afford to move! Not with housing prices these days, I was lucky to even get my apartment... Frustrated, she drops her head into her hands and stares at a line of ants making their merry way across the sidewalk. At least they didn't have to worry about impatient landlords or rising food prices or angry clients...

She's shaken out of her anxiety spiral by a voice asking, "What's got you so down, kiddo?"

Luca looks up. The man in front of her is pale, handsome- actor handsome, she thinks. Blond hair, blue eyes. Fancy watch, fancy dress shirt. Maybe a businessman? She's a bit put off by the automatic familiarity of his question- she's never seen him before, after all- but his aura seems... curious. Non-threatening. She looks up at him. "Oh- nothing. Just, uh-"

Oh, what the hell. Why not dump her problems on some forty-something guy she just met on the street? She's made stupider choices. "I'm late on my rent, that's all."

The man nods sympathetically. "Ah. Having trouble finding work?"

I'm not interested, thanks. "I'm self-employed, actually. A P.I."

He looks surprised. "A detective? That's a dangerous job, isn't it?"

Luca shrugs. "I can handle myself."

The man smiles. It's genuine. Dazzling, almost. "Of course, of course." He offers a hand. "I'm Lawrence. Lawrence Cross."

Luca shakes his hand. "Luca Montoya. It's nice to meet you, Mr. Cross."

He laughs at that. It's almost as charming as his smile. "Oh, you don't need to be so formal. Please, call me Lawrence. Say- I'm looking for a good meal, do you know a place?"

Luca nods. "Right over there is a nice outdoor café. They do that cute little coffee art... and you know. Food."

Lawrence nods, before looking around, seeming embarassed. "I'm not from around here, I'm afraid. Would you mind showing me?"

Luca is on guard at that. Strange man, seemingly wealthy, wanting her to lead him to a local hangout? It was a bit... odd. Certainly something she was wary of in general. But Lawrence seemed like a perfectly nice man, if not a little odd and socially awkward. And it's not like she has anything better to do. "...Sure. No problem." She stands, stretches, and starts off down the sidewalk, beckoning Lawrence to follow her.

He easily keeps pace, nodding as she points out various landmarks. "...and there's a bar, if you like that, my friend Sam runs it- and above that is a pretty good sandwich shop, although I'd avoid their macaroni salad."

Lawrence looks interested, like he's actually paying attention. "You sure know your way around this city."

Luca nods. "Well, I've lived here pretty much my whole life, so..."

Lawrence raises an eyebrow. "By yourself?"

She shakes her head. "Well, now I do. I used to live with my mentor- but he uh, left. Not that I care!" She puffs out her chest. "I'm doing fine on my own! Stopping crime, paying rent, beating up criminals, all of that stuff! By myself!"

Lawrence frowns. "Isn't that kind of thing the police's job? The crime and criminals part, I mean."

Lucas shrugs. "The police aren't everywhere, so I step in. It happens all the time, it's no big deal."

Lawrence looks even more worried at that. His eyebrows furrow. "Are you sure, kiddo?"

The detective nods earnestly. "It's no problem. I mean, the least I can do is help people out when they need it, right? It is my job after all."

Lawrence smiles at that. "Sure, but you shouldn't put that much pressure on yourself. It's not fair to someone so young to have all that on her plate."

Luca grins, sheepish. It's not like 22 is that young. "It's nice you're concerned, thanks."

Lawrence grins. "Of course, kiddo."

Luca looks around and points. "There's the café, see?"

Lawrence nods, looking pleased. "It looks like a cozy little place. And I'm starving." He looks to Luca. "How about you?"

Luca looks down. She is hungry, but she did just meet this guy. Then again, sitting down outside for a snack wasn't such a bad idea... and it was in a public place. Plus, she was interested in this Lawrence Cross- perhaps a future client, even. She nods. "I could eat."

She picks out a table in view of other patrons and the street, and sits down. Lawrence sits opposite, looking around at the passerby and, she assumed, enjoying the atmosphere.

The waiter comes to take their orders. Luca points at a page of the menu. "I'll take the coffee cake, please. And a hot chocolate."

Lawrence scans the menu. "I'll have the French onion soup. And a coffee- black, if it isn't any trouble."

The waiter nods and heads off. Lawrence looks at Luca with an amused look. "Dessert already?"

Luca scoffs. "It's only eleven in the morning, it's not lunchtime yet."

Lawrence chuckles at that. "I guess not."

The waiter brings their drinks first. Luca's hot chocolate has a little bear floating on top made of whipped cream. She pushes her cup at him. "See?"

Lawrence chuckles again, taking a sip of his own drink. "That's adorable." He pauses for a moment, looking at her over the rim of his cup before he continues, his voice curious. "So, you're a detective, right? What kinds of cases do you solve?"

Luca sits up straighter. "Oh, all kinds! I do thefts, kidnappings, murders, fraud investigations... pretty much anything! I even do divorces- although that's a dangerous job, let me tell you." Her eyes drift to his hand holding the coffee cup, and she continues flippantly, "So if your marriage gets testy... well, I'm always looking for work." Luca winks.

Lawrence looks confused. "How did you..."

Luca gestures to his right hand. "Oh, you have a tan line on your ring finger where a wedding ring would have been, like you usually wear it but you took it off recently. Not long enough for the tan to fade, anyway. You said you were here on business, but you don't know your way around, and there aren't really any businesses that pay that well around here." She gestures to his outfit. Add that to the fact that you basically asked me on a lunch date, and I figured..." She trails off, leaving the rest to imagination. "Which is nice of you, but I'm gay... and you're a little too old for me."

Lawrence looks at her with an expression she can't quite define- shock, perhaps mortification- before he sputters, flushing red. "What? No- no, no- that's definitely not what this is, kiddo! I mean, you're just a kid." He shakes his head in disbelief. "I would never."

He pauses a moment, before he reaches beneath his shirt and pulls out a ring- a wedding ring- on a chain. He looks at it sadly. "And... unfortunately, my wife is... no longer with us."

Luca flushes crimson with embarrassment. "Oh my God- I'm so sorry, I had no idea-"

Lawrence shakes his head, holding up a hand to cut her off. "It's okay, kiddo, you didn't know."

Luca clamps her mouth shut, mortified. Of course she had just insulted a perfectly nice widower who was genuinely interested in her work and probably extremely rich.

Luca swallows hard. "Seriously, though. If you ever need my services..." She digs through her purse and hands him her business card. "Consultations are free."

Lawrence gives her a gentle smile. "Thanks, kiddo. I'll keep that in mind." He waves the waiter over and pays for both their meals before she can say anything.

Luca wipes her sweaty palms on her shorts and glances at her empty plate as the waiter takes it away. "This was- um- it was nice meeting you, Mr.- Lawrence." She pushes back her chair and stands up. "I should be going, though. Cases won't solve themselves, you know!"

Lawrence nods, but holds up a hand. She pauses as he digs around in his pocket for a moment before pulling out his wallet. He leaves a generous tip for the waiter, she notices, before flipping through another thick pile of bills and offering it in her direction.

Her brain goes blank for a moment. "Uh-?"

Lawrence presses what must be at least five hundred dollars into her hand. "Take it. For your rent." He grins. "It's the least I could do for your help- and the scintillating conversation."

Luca just stares, looking from the money to Lawrence and back. "I- I can't take this. I mean-"

He waves away her protests. "Sure you can, kiddo. I mean, what kind of heartless monster would I be if I just let you go to live on the streets?"

Luca's eyes unexpectedly fill with tears, and she grabs his hand and shakes it. "T-thank you! Thank you so much!"

Lawrence clasps her hand briefly before letting go and gesturing for her to go. "Of course. I'll see you later, Luca." He gives another smile.

Luca nods excitedly, waving as she heads back to her apartment. "See you later!"

She had no idea how right she was.

[violetsareblue-selfships]

Morning Market

Ship: Thoma x April | Word Count: 926 | Warnings/Tags: food mention, on-screen eating

A/N: It's his birthday so I had to post something! It's just a little cute fic w/ a cameo from Ayato :3 So I hope you'll enjoy! <3

It's far earlier than usual when I pull myself out of bed and over to the closet to get dressed. Normally, I allow myself to fall asleep once Thoma leaves for the morning, but we've both been busier lately. I've been adjusting to my new position with the Kamisatos and it's approaching a busy time of year for him, so his tasks are increasing as well.

So, what better way to spend more time with him than to join him on one of the tasks he has to do? I know specifically that he's been sent to the market this morning to buy some fresh ingredients for the estate, so it's the easiest thing for me to join in on.

I piece together Thoma's plan once I make it to the main area of the estate. It doesn't smell like anything's been cooked recently, so he's likely going to use some of these fresher ingredients for breakfast.

"April, what are you doing up?" Ayato's voice reaches my ear and I blink. It's not so surprising that he's awake now, so maybe he's left his room to have some tea or something? "It's unusual to see you out so early."

I giggle softly. "I wanted to surprise Thoma." I say and he chuckles.

"Ah, of course. Well, he left not too long ago. If you're quick, you could catch up with him before he leaves Chinju Forest." Ayato says, smirking a little and continuing the way he was going.

I giggle more and pull on my shoes before leaving the estate. I don't exactly start running but I am moving a lot faster than usual to try to get to him. I slow a bit when I see him, giggling softly at the way he's idly spinning his polearm as he walks.

"Thoma!" I call out, starting to run and laughing more as he stops instantly at the sound of my voice. He unsummons the polearm and opens his arms just in time for me to fling myself into them.

He catches me securely and lifts me up, spinning us around once before setting me back down, the both of us laughing now. "Hey, you. What are you doing here?" He asks, sounding utterly delighted.

"I figured you needed company going to the market this morning." I say. "Plus, I wanted to spend time with you since we've been so busy lately."

His eyes soften as I speak and he leans down to gently kiss my forehead. "I'd love to have you join me this morning. Then, we could make breakfast for everyone together."

I smile and link one of my hands with his, squeezing it softly. "Sounds good! It's so weird going somewhere without eating first." I say and he nods.

"I know, but this is going to be a short trip, so it'll be fine, right?" He muses and I nod. We start heading towards Inazuma City together, the air filled with the sound of our laughter and chatting.

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Walking through the markets with him is as amazing as I expected. Just getting to be with him is more than enough, but it seems everyone's put in a good mood at the sight of us. We end up getting everything on his list quickly and with little fuss.

Though, before we leave the city, we're called over to a stand. Thoma looks at me and shrugs, so we head over, a bit curious. The stall keeper smiles at us. "Hello, I just wanted to say that you two are an adorable couple."

I blush a little at her words and Thoma laughs softly, though when I look at him, his face is also red. "Thank you, miss. Is that all you needed?" He asks and she giggles.

"Here! For you, on the house." She says as she hands us each a drink and a snack. Thoma looks about to complain but she shakes her head. "No! I don't wanna hear it! You two have made this a much brighter morning, so consider it thanks for that."

I giggle softly and thank her for the treat. Thoma still looks a bit unsure but even he accepts it, though we're both giggling as we head away from the stall.

"That was weird…" He murmurs, taking a bite of the dango she gave us.

"A little, but also nice in a way? I should join you more often… This has been nice." I say and he grins at me.

"Have I finally converted you into a morning person?" He asks. I simply stare at him for a moment before we both start laughing. "I didn't think so, but a morning every-so-often is fine, right?"

"Yeah." I say. We eat the snack before starting back on the path towards the estate. "Thoma?"

"Yes?"

"I love you. Thank you for a wonderful morning." I say and he chuckles, squeezing my hand softly.

"No, thank you, love. You're the one who decided to join me." He says and I giggle, leaning my head against his shoulder as we walk.

"Mm." I hum. He's not wrong. "I guess it was a joint effort."

Thoma laughs, the sound making my heart flutter. "I can live with that. Now, are you up to the task of making breakfast with me?" His smile is teasing and I giggle, squeezing his hand.

"Of course. I do love getting to cook with you." I say and he smiles, both of us speeding up in silent agreement.

I really do love getting to spend time with him.

[axolotlsupremacyowo]

5 Gay Ships to Get to Know Me!

Hi! I was tagged by the wonderful @mikaharuka, @udaberriwrites, and @alpaca-clouds! I know that it's supposed to be 5 mslash ships and 5 femslash ships...but I don't have enough ships for that, lol. But I do have 5 ships in general! Just my luck!

Well, who shall I tag? Hmm...I'll tag @bleepbloopbotz @sliebman10 @tsunderewatermelon and @kayedium-writes! And open tag of course, for anyone who wants to join!

Now, on to my ships...

1. Narumitsu

Of course, there's Narumitsu! Or Wrightworth, either one works. Tbh, when I first saw the memes about AA I was like "No fucking way that it's that gay" and then I was like "Ah, it is that gay" after watching playthrus lmao. I love this ship, very dearly. I just love the dynamic and the love that these two have for each other, even if they're not shipped they both still have great chemistry and obviously care about each other. I think their past with each other is interesting too, very drama filled XD.

2. Klapollo

Now, Klapollo I shipped the instant that I went into AJ. In general, I just really like their dynamic. I love their chemistry with each other, and I love writing Klavier tease poor Apollo lol. I just in general love this ship, it used to be my top AA ship, until Franmaya took over. Seriously though, these two are amazing together and I love them so much. They don't have as much drama or history with each other, but that's fine! They work as is.

3. Franmaya

I love Franmaya! It's my fave AA ship, definitely! They're just so cute with each other and AAAA, I olove them. Franziska is a cold hearted but really kind and soft individual, and Maya is a ray of sunshine that's always fun to write! I love writing their dialogue with each other, it's always a blast writing them with each other. As I've said before, Franmaya easily took out Klapollo from my top ship list. I still love Klapollo, but Franmaya, man...

4. Male Farmer/Sebastian

I love writing my male Farmer (Dickon Sowerberry) and Sebastian together. Since my male farmer is technically an OC, I can make him into whatever I want, and that happened to be an optimistic, extroverted, fun loving weirdo lmao. I felt as though someone outgoing was the perfect match for Sebby, so I made Dickon outgoing! They're both so cute and I love writing their chemistry.

5. Pennygail

Yep, Penny and Abigail. I ship em lmao. Look, I know it's an odd pair, but they just click in my mind, you know? I haven't written much of them, but I plan to in the future. And tbh, the little I've written about them, I love them so much already! I hope I can develop this ship more in the future, cause tbh I would love to write them so much!

Well! That's all the ships I have. Yes, I am aware that my ship tastes are basic asf. Don't get mad at me. If it works, it works *shrugs*

Thanks for tuning in on my rambles!

[squipy-shippy]

💌😍🥰 for the ask game!!! :3

Oh oh!! Hi you're the person who did the ask game it's nice to meet you Umm I'll do Felicia since she's my newest f/o

💌 - What would a love letter from your f/o look like?

" hi!! Usually I just text but writing love letters is so much fun and so romantic!!! Speaking of romance I wanted to talk to you about something. So you know usually I'm a match Maker it's literally my job but something is different about you...maybe it's because you're a human but even besides that you are just so...cute! So I guess what I'm saying is do you wanna maybe come hang out after work. Ooooh this is so silly but it's true you are just such a cute human I could just eat you up...not literally although some monsters do do that. Oh I'm getting off topic silly me but none the less text me or write me if you wanna...I love you <3 Felicia"

😍 - When or how did you realize you fell in love with your f/o? How or when did your f/o realize they fell in love with you?

Okay so I have an ooc answer for this and a s/I answer for this!!!

So the ooc answer is I was looking at the Jackbox tag out of curiosity and I kinda realized Damm...there are no female hosts or any host I think I like romantically. Binjpipe makes me feel like a traitor to my fictional dad cookie,Helen I have irl trauma related to her thanks to a system I use to date ( no offense to any Helen alters who see this I'm sure your Amazing it's just this one system member who gave me horrible self esteem issues) and everyone else just didn't stand out to me.. then I remember the one game I suck at but still find enjoyable monster seeking monster I looked at some fanart sense most of the host do not have a cannon look to them and boom instantly I realized...ah shit I'm gay

Now for the s/I answer: so I had been working on set with my dad's cookie and Schmitty for a while and they wanted me to help out delivering some supplies to the other host. I remember stepping up to Felicia's house and almost instantly it felt like we just clicked I wasn't scared of her like I was most other people but I was intrigued she was so excitable and interesting I just wanted to spend time with her...idk if it was love but it was definitely something

🥰 - What little thing do they do makes you happy?

I love it when Felicia is busy decorating around the house with her many tentacle like arms she's always humming something she's always moving and just being happy it's so cute and iebiebiebe aaaaa I just love her man

[leafofkudzu]

AH I HAVE BEEN BAMBOOZLED BY THIS ALL DAY LET ME TELL YOU

I had just started my big all-day grocery shopping trip when @sergeazel went ‘wow the art party tag is really popping off today’ so I went to check and lo and behold!!! Me sitting my car yelling!!!!!!! I’ve been staring at this on and off all day and only just got the chance to sit down and yell about it properly now!!!!

Those are my kids!!! All of the First Five!!!!! All the ones I’ve used to host the past 5 NA [VS] Art Parties!!!!!!! My children!!!!!!!!!!! They all look so amazing and there’s so many good little details!!! Teekzi’s little commander tag hat! The texture shared across Kirslyn’s wings and the metal bits on her armor! Veska’s cute little bumpy snoot and the way her and Teekzi’s ears are perked up and forwards! Freja's lovely hair swoopies and the glimpse of the sketch she’s holding! Naveen’s whole face and expression (she usually has her mask on nowadays so it feels extra special to see it)! And!!! The tiny little Azelia in the back that my eyes caught almost immediately while I was panning around the image on my phone screen!!! This is absolutely gorgeous, you did an amazing job and thank you so so so much @ruderubicante!!! ♥♥♥

A gift from @sergeazel to @leafofkudzu.

Was very happy to work on this one.