#AND MAYBE LOVEGAME???

[yantao-enthusiast]

AM I HALLUCINATING??????? JUST DANCE 2024 WIKI WHAT IS THIS??????? WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN?????????? IS THIS REAL??? AM I HIGH EVEN THOUGH I’VE NEVER EVEN TOUCHED THE FORBIDDEN GREEN LEAF??????

FIRST OF ALL YOU’RE SURELY LYING ABOUT BAD BLOOD FT KATY PERRY???? AND SECOND….. CUPCAKKE???????

[kurosaaki]

LOVEGAME — LEON S. KENNEDY

SUMMARY: it’s been 15 years since the Raccoon City outbreak happened, and you wonder why Leon still has his R.P.D. handcuffs if he doesn’t use them at all, so you ask him. And he decides to show you why he still has them.

WARNINGS: smut— soft dom!leon, vaginal sex, bondage (use of handcuffs), roleplay (policeman & bad girl), brat taming, teasing, oral sex, creampie, basically porn without too much plot lol.

WC: 3K

TAGS: @antidesire, @whore-era & esp @rxllingstones <3

A/N: i love leon so much. it was time for me to write him finally. i had re6 leon in my mind while i wrote this. as always, support and reblogs are appreciated! NOT PROOFREAD, so apologies if there’s any mistake.

It all started as a game.

A joke.

A "playful little joke".

"You still have those handcuffs from your rookie days, Leon?"

Leon turned his gaze to where you were. You were not far from him, in fact, you were close to him, only your eyes were glued to his leather belt, where he carried those handcuffs from the R.P.D.

It was easy to tell those were from the R.P.D., as they had a little inscription on them. You wondered why he had them in the first place, given the fact that he didn't really need them in his actual job right now. They could be helpful on some occasions, like for interrogating a subject right at the moment and keeping them still, but...his job wasn't exactly that. 

Handcuffs weren't required at all in your job, so...why did he have them?

You still decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. In the end, Leon's a very strategic, intelligent man, and you were sure he had a reason to carry them every day with him.

But you couldn't help asking him directly. It did make you curious.

"Well, yeah" he answers as if the reason was obvious, "You never know when they'll come in handy on a mission, right?" 

Maybe he was right, you thought. But something deep inside you told you that it wasn't just as simple as that. There had to be another reason.

"Such an odd question to ask, don't you think?

You chuckled. You knew perfectly well that work was not a reason to have them. The way Leon was trying to hide his cheeky smile was also an indicator that you might be right. Still, you wanted to remain discreet. 

There were no secrets between you and Leon. You've been his partner for 2 long years now, mission after mission, you eventually get to know the person you're working with. Even more so now that he was your boyfriend. Secrets had no space in your relationship.

Or so you thought.

"Such an odd reason to have them when our work doesn't require them, don't you think?" you playfully mocked him, copying his words with a sly look on your face. 

Touché.

He chuckled, looking at the handcuffs. After all, you weren't dumb and it was obvious. No matter how much he tried to hide it, the truth is that Leon didn't keep those handcuffs out of nostalgia or utility.

"I keep 'em for a reason," he said, glaring at you from across the room.

You could see a wicked grin peek out of his lips as he toyed with the handcuffs. His fingertips wandered over the metal, being too careful to not damage them--and your mind couldn't stay sane at the sight of it. Leon was playing with you. He was practically screaming for you to keep feeding into this conversation. 

"And, you know..." he slowly approached you, holding the handcuffs with his fingers "I've been wanting to try these out for a while now," he whispered, his voice low and seductive. "I bet you'd look amazing in them."

Your heart raced as his words sent a shiver down your spine. You tried to stay composed, but it was getting harder and harder to resist him. Leon had always been good at pushing your buttons just right, and now he had you exactly where he wanted you. He cornered you when you were the one starting everything.

"Oh, yeah?" you tilted your head "You want to arrest me, Officer Kennedy? Have I been a bad girl?"

Leon's eyes sparkled with lust at the sound of his name in your innocent tone of voice. If there was one thing Leon always regretted, it was that he never became an official police officer because of the outbreak in Raccoon City 15 years ago.

But maybe that was about to change today thanks to you.

"Oh, you have no idea"  he chuckled, his pupils dilatating at the thought of you handcuffed and at his mercy "You've been a very, very bad girl"

You couldn't help but shiver at his words. As much as you tried to resist him, you were completely under his spell. You had never felt this way about anyone before, and the thought of exploring this new side of yourself with Leon was both terrifying and exhilarating.

"I'm sorry I've been a bad girl, Officer Kennedy" you pout, "I promise I didn't mean it"

"Nuh-uh" he shook his head, grinning as he heard you say his name again. "You're not sorry at all"

It was like music to his ears, and your "innocent, clueless girl" facade only drove him crazier. He was feeling his blood rush through his whole body, the sudden sense of power he had over you when playing this "silly game" was taking over you little by little.

Suddenly, his lips were extremely close to your neck, feeling his breath against your skin, noticing how your body became stiff, earning a smile from him. 

"You know what I do with bad girls like you?" he says, hearing his deep voice next to your ear right now, "I teach them lessons. I make 'em learn"

You shivered at his words, feeling a mixture of fear and excitement course through you. You knew that Leon could be intense, but you had never seen him like this before. It was like he was a completely different person when he had you under his control.

"What kind of lessons?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

Leon chuckled, the sound sending shivers down your spine. "Oh, you'll see," he said, his hands trailing down your body, stopping at your waist, "But first, let's see just how well you can follow instructions."

He leaned in close, his lips brushing against yours. "Undress yourself. Then I want you to put your hands behind your back and walk over to the bed," he whispered, sensing a smile from him. 

Oh, he was enjoying this.

You hesitated for a moment, unsure of what was about to happen. But the look in Leon's eyes told you that he wasn't going to take no for an answer. 

So you did as he said, following his orders. You got rid of your shirt, followed by your jeans and shoes, leaving your bra and panties on. You put your hands behind your back and walked over to the bed. Leon followed close behind, his hands on your hips as he guided you.

You had no idea what Leon had in store for you, but you were eager to find out. With a wicked grin, he raised the handcuffs, and without a warning, he snapped them shut around your wrists, the metal clinking together with a satisfying sound. 

"Are they too tight for you, love?" he asked, his hands placed on your hips.

"A little bit..."

"Good" he chuckled, and unlike you thought, he didn't bother to adjust them. "Let's see if you can learn your lesson. Turn around, let me see you"

You felt a rush of excitement as you turned around, trying to avoid his piercing gaze. You could feel his eyes on your whole body, and you shivered at the thought of what was about to happen. 

Without a warning, you felt a sharp sting across your ass as Leon brought his hand down hard. You cried out in surprise, but the pain quickly turned to pleasure as he continued to spank you. 

"Is that what you want, love?" he asked, his voice rough with desire.You could only nod, too caught up in the moment to form words. 

Leon's hand continued to rain down on you, each slap sending waves of pleasure through your body.Finally, he stopped, his hand still resting on your ass. 

"You're such a bad girl," he said, his voice deeper now, "You need to learn how to behave. Shouldn't be asking nosy questions..." You could feel his breath against your skin, and you moaned softly as he leaned in and kissed your neck. 

You were completely under his spell, unable to resist his touch.As he continued to kiss and touch you, you felt yourself growing more and more aroused. You knew that you were completely at his mercy, and that thought only made you want him more.

Leon pushed you down onto the bed after getting rid of your bra, unclasping it with just one hand. The soft mattress gave beneath you, your eyes glued to him as he leaned down and whispered in your ear. 

"Now, I want you to spread your legs for me," he commanded, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses over your neck, and down your breasts until he reached your panties.

Your heart raced as you spread your legs, feeling too exposed and vulnerable in front of him. You always felt this way with Leon, but deep down you had a sense of security when you were in such vulnerable positions like these. He always made you feel protected, but you couldn't help but feel butterflies each time he went down on you. 

Leon's hot breath tickled your inner thighs as he leaned in closer, his lips tantalizingly close to your center. You could feel his warm breath against your sensitive skin, and your heart was racing with anticipation. 

You closed your eyes, letting out a soft moan as Leon's tongue flicked across your clothed clit. He knew exactly how to touch you, how to make you feel alive and he knew how to fuel the fire inside you.

Leon left little kisses on your inner thighs, while his thumb made circles on your clit. Although you were not fully aware of it, you were gradually getting more and more wet, soaking your panties as Leon enjoyed this moment, not giving any importance to your aching desire to feel his tongue.

You couldn't help but move your hips forward, trying to satiate your thirst to feel him close to you. 

"S'okay pretty, I got you" he whispered, and he immediately grabbed your panties and took them away, throwing them onto the floor.

Leon grabbed your legs and pulled you closer to the edge of the bed. He lowered himself down, resting his knees on the floor as he made sure to put your thighs over his shoulders, bringing your pussy closer to his face. His hands gripped your thighs tightly as he took advantage of such position and started to eat you out like you were water in the desert, and he was thirsty.

You swore if you weren't cuffed right now, your hands would be running through his hair, pulling it and caressing it as he ate you out. But the only thing you were physically able to do now was thrust your hips into his tongue, begging for more of him. 

He licked and sucked at your clit, his tongue driving you wild with pleasure. You even felt dizzy as his wet muscle worked you up, occasionally stopping licking you and leaving kisses on your clit, just to begin lapping on it again.

It was swaying of pleasure you couldn't resist. 

As he worked his magic, you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. Your body was trembling with need, and you could feel your orgasm building deep inside you. 

"Are you getting close, baby?" he asked as if the answer wasn't obvious, "You think you deserve to cum, hm?"

"Yes!" you nodded as he kissed your clit, covering his lips with your juices, "Please, I need it!"

You felt him chuckle, and he went back to eating you out again. This time, Leon didn't try to hold back or try to edge you—he was going to make you cum right on the spot. He grabbed your legs again, securing his grip on your thighs to avoid you from closing them. With each drag of his tongue, you were a step closer to the brink of orgasm.

Oh, how you wish you weren't cuffed right now.

"I'm- I'm gonna cum! Oh, fuck!" you whined out in pleasure, biting your lip as hard as you could, clenching your fists furiously in pleasure.

"Do it, baby" he growled, his voice sending you vibrations and making your body shiver "Cum for me"

Finally, you couldn't hold back any longer. Your body convulsed with pleasure as Leon continued to lick and suck at your clit, sending you over the edge into blissful ecstasy. 

As you came down from your high, you felt Leon's hands massage your shaking thighs. You tried to calm your breathing while he gave you a "time out". Leon stood up and leaned closer to your weakened body, kissing all over your skin tenderly. 

He stopped for a moment when his face came up high enough to look at you. He lingered for a few seconds as he watched your eyes close and open a while later, noticing how your pupils dilated in pleasure. He let out a small laugh and kissed you deeply, only to leave you breathless again. 

"Just so you know," he kissed your nose, "I'm not done with you"

When he said that, Leon lifted you off the bed, grabbing your body with his arms to keep you from falling down your shaky legs. 

It looked like he wasn't going to give you any rest today.

"Have you learned your lesson, pretty?" he asked you, pressing your body against his due to the grip he had on your waist. Seeing how you couldn't even form a word, he decided to tease you a bit more, "Speak up"

"Y-Yeah" you nodded, not really sure of what his answer was going to be.

"You don't seem very sure of that" he replied, feeling your body tremble against his, "You think it's okay to ask an officer such nosy questions, huh? What do you think was gonna happen if you asked why I had these handcuffs?"

"Fuck, Leon" You couldn't stand not feeling him. You needed to feel him with you as fast as possible, you didn't want to put up with his game anymore, no matter how much you liked it. 

"It's Officer Kennedy to you, miss" The smug look in his eyes increases, like he's proud of himself, of the good work he's doing.

He traced his fingers down your arm, sending sparks of pleasure through your body. You couldn't help but let out a soft moan, and Leon chuckled in response. 

"You like this, don't you?" he said, his lips hovering just inches from yours. "Being under my control..."

Oh, you were completely under his spell. Leon had a way of making you feel alive like no one else could, and you were helpless to resist him. You wouldn't be able to resist him even if you were paid to.

He leaned in and pressed his lips to yours, the kiss sending waves of pleasure through your body. You kissed him back eagerly, losing yourself in the moment. Leon's hands wandered all over your body, pressing you against his hard boner, feeling it through his pants. 

For a while, all you could focus on was the feel of his lips on yours and the touch of his hands on your body. You were completely lost in the pleasure he was giving you, and you didn't care about anything else in the world.

But eventually, reality came crashing back in. You remembered that you were still cuffed and that you were at Leon's mercy. You pulled away from the kiss, panting heavily.

"You're not getting out of those cuffs anytime soon" Leon looked at you with a smirk plastered on his face. 

"Please, Officer Kennedy," you whined, "Take the handcuffs off, I just- I need to touch you"

He has the same slightly amused smirk on his face when you ask him to take the handcuffs off. He starts to move his hands. They slowly move towards your hands, like he's about to take the handcuffs, but the slight smirk never leaves his face in the slightest. He's like a cat that caught a mouse, and now he's just playing with it and can't really stop. He just keeps looking at it, playing with it, staring straight into its eyes.

"You're in my custody, are you not?" He asks in a calm, confident, mocking tone. 

He still has that look on his face. He's still flirting with you, his cocky smirk plastered on his face like he's trying to hide those feelings and just be calm and collected like a good cop. 

You were so close from losing your mind.

But you were loving it so much.

"Y-yes, but..."

"I'm not done with you," he says with a stern look on his face, and suddenly his serious cop facade has returned, "Face against the wall"

You swallowed hard. You were used to Leon giving you orders while you were doing it, it didn't bother you how he handled you as he pleased, but...seeing him this serious, into his cop role, was something you would have never really imagined and you even fantasized about knowing what he was capable of now that he had given you such an order.

Your face was now against the wall as he wished.

You heard him unbuckle his belt, too shy to turn around no matter how much you wanted to and watch him do it. You could only imagine how he did it and that only turned you on more.  

Leon got rid of his shirt as well, and finally, when he got closer to you, he got rid of his pants and his boxers as well.

You gasped when you felt his hard cock against you. He chuckled, leaving kisses along your back and your shoulders. His fingertips wandered all over your body, bringing his index finger down your spine, stopping where your hands were cuffed, grabbing the handcuffs with his hand now, he positioned himself on your entrance.

"Fuck, you're tight" he groaned, throwing his head back for a moment.

His free hand rested on your waist, and he began to thrust into you. Slowly, savoring every part of you, letting you get used to his length--even if it wasn't your first time with him.

You began to grind your hips against him, letting him know you were ready for more, and he picked up on the signal quickly. 

He couldn't wait any longer.

He began thrusting deeper this time, hearing your sweet cries of pleasure each time he reached your spot. He had your body memorized, every single part of you. 

He could only concentrate on the swaying of his hips, wet, messy sounds filling the room you both shared. You were careless of being heard by anyone at this point, too blinded by the pleasure of his balls slapping your cunt frenetically. 

Even if your body looked so fragile, so tired and so worn out after that first orgasm, the truth is that you only wanted more and more from him. You couldn't care if your legs were about to give out, if your muscles were now sore--it wasn't enough. You needed him.

"Fucking hell, baby" his voice cracked when your walls clenched around him, his sloppy thrusts driving you crazier now "You love this, huh? You like me fucking you from behind, huh? Makes you feel like a naughty girl, right?"

"Fuck, yes!" you screamed in pleasure, closing your eyes to concentrate on just the feeling of his cock deep inside you, "harder, Leon!"

"Is that an order, little one?" he chuckled, his face now close to your ear, bringing your body close to his, pushing the handcuffs towards him, "I'm the one in charge here, remember?"

It didn't take him too long to turn his deep thrusts into irregular, sloppy ones. He couldn't help it: you felt so good clenching around him he couldn't contain himself any longer. Plus, it had been a while since he had some alone time with you, so he was aching to feel you finally.

"Goddamn, baby" he groaned, "Look at how you're moving, you just love this, don't you?"

You could barely talk at that point. The only thought in your mind was him, there was no room for anything that wasn't him. 

You kept moving your hips against his so you could help him reach his orgasm at the same time, and he just kept going, drilling your pussy until he started to give in into the pleasure he was feeling.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum" You felt his cock throbbing inside you, as you clenched around him unconciously, as you reached your second orgasm of the night, feeling how he was getting close too, "I'm gonna cum, baby, are you close?"

"Yeah!" you whined out, "Cum in me, Leon, fuck!"

"Such a good girl f'me, fuck!" he leaned his head against your shoulder, his strong arms hugging you from behind as he thrusted again and again.

With sweat covering the both of you now, you felt him reach his orgasm, followed by you seconds after. You whined out his name, as he could only try to recover his breath, mouth opened and eyes shut, resting his head on your back, still hugging you through your orgasm.

He left a shy kiss on your shoulder, while trying to clear his throat to talk to you. His hands were still on your body, this time on your lower stomach, trying to calm you down after that orgasm.

You finally felt your hands free from the grip of those damned handcuffs. Leon kept you from falling by grabbing you again, pulling you towards him and turning to look at you.

"I wanted to try this for so long" he joked. In fact, he was saying the truth, but he laughed at what he just said, "You okay, baby?"

"Yeah, that was...amazing" you tried to recover your breath, feeling how he kissed your forehead, "You really liked to hear that name, huh?"

He chuckled at your words. He kinda realized he had a kink for you calling him Officer Kennedy...and he really liked to act like he was a cop.

"You know...we could do this again if you'd like"

Perhaps your nosiness wasn't so bad after all.

[emojackolantern]

just listened to lovegame lady gaga for maybe the first time since wdapteo. imagine a hammer labeled psychic damage bashing me over the head repeatedly.

[p0rkbun]

❝LOVEGAME❞ — Amber Freeman

⤿Pairing: Amber Freeman x Reader

⤿Summary: You and Amber have fun at her house while you ask for her opinion on the photos you took. One thing leads to another, you end up taking a shot of whiskey and your body starts to feel warm but you can't tell if it's the drink or her.

⤿Content Warning(s): underage drinking, fluff, cringe writing probably, reader likes photography, amber is jealous of a camera, soft! amber?, unestablished-relationship, sexual tension? other than that it's fluff :)

⤿A/N: Is this based on lovegame by lady gaga? Maybe, the title was originally "not yet" but changed because I was listening to lovegame and realize how fitting the song was....//////// also i do not condone to underage drinking, this is for tension purposes.

navigation✧ word count: 2.1k

"What do you think of this?" You hand Amber another picture. Amber invited you to stay at her place for a bit, to have fun, she said. After a long discussion of stab movies, you two decided to watch Evil Dead whilst you ask her thoughts about your pictures you took at school.

Ever since your parents gifted you a fujifilm X100v camera on your latest birthday, you couldn't stop using it. You practically brought it everywhere and had to take a picture when there's any slight bit of a good scenery. You felt relieved and happy that you can finally photograph with proper quality because that old one you had from middle school sucked.

Amber had seen you with that godforsaken camera atleast twenty-times a week, she frequently sees you taking a photo of the sky multiple times when she was trying to find you on school grounds. Even when she found it cute, she gets a little annoyed when your attention is focused on the camera a little more than her these few days. So she decided to invite your over and have her fun with you, she didn't realize that you would actually bring the camera too.

You and Amber have a very close friendship, she was pretty much your polar-opposite but you both found it appealing. She was a little...hostile sometimes but that didn't stop you from growing some kind of feelings for her. That implies the same with Amber.

Now you're sitting on her couch, scrolling through pictures as the movie plays in the background along with Amber glancing at you often to see if you're even paying attention. You were, not really, you seem to love checking in your precious camera and barely giving any mind towards the movie or her. She would laugh at the thought of her being jealous of a stupid device, which she was.

She respects your love for photographing but now she's kinda irritated at you spending the last few days taking pictures instead of hanging out with her.

"(Y/N), that's the same picture as the last one," Amber replies, squinting at the apparently interesting looking tree to your eyes "how many times are you gonna show me the same tree in a different angle?" She utters.

"Hey! Don't be a mean, it's necessary..." You turn away from her and set the camera on your lap while switching to another photo. You gingerly sit back and lift the device for a better view.

"You know what? I won't annoy you with my camera anymore, okay? I'll just have to delete some pics and I promise i'll watch the movie with you" You hear Amber scoff at your words while she slumps in her seat. She sits with her head against the couch back, staring into the ceiling, seething with annoyance and debating whether to toss your camera out the window or not. Of course, she couldn't do it because you're most likely to kill her if she did.

She tilts her head and sees you still absorbed in your camera. She continues to stare at you until you notice the intimate look on her face. You raise your eyebrow and glance back to the small screen on your hands as you edit out your pictures.

You still feel her eyes deeply staring at your figure, you glance at her and she was still looking at you but this time with a smirk.

"What're you smiling at?" You ask. She was momentarily quiet until she answered your very so obvious question.

"You"

"Why are you smiling at me?" She laughs at the question you had thrown at her, she leans in with her head resting on her hand this time and smile sweetly.

"C'mon, i'm just waiting for you to finish. Besides, you look cute like that, when you're focused I mean" Her voice was low and sweet but you can hear some kind of sensual to it. You brushed it off and ignore her compliment, thinking she was joking.

She notices you ignoring her and decides to get up and go the kitchen, once again you payed no mind and not even a minute later, Amber comes back.

Even if you always ignore that kind of behaivour from her, there's a thought in the back of your mind that tells you she was being genuine. You always notice her longing stares, sweetly-sickening smiles and unexpected softness towards you. You didn't respond to her flirty attitude, though you had to admit, you secretly observe her from a far multiple times as well.

You two were just close friends you thought, it means nothing. You always decline the possibilites because you would not believe that. You had a small dare for yourself, to test, you look at amber's sitting figure and of course along with her gazing at you.

"Okay, what about this one?" You pick the camera and showed Amber your selfie. It was a simple selfie, you took it because why not? Well that simple selfie got Amber staring at it intensely, she observes every feature of you in the photo. She smirks and gives a low whistle.

"That's a good picture right there" she smirks, in her case, she didn't mean the quality or scenery, she was referring to you.

"Really? You seem to like staring at this picture of me very much" You joke.

"Because I do," Amber smiles and starts to play with her hair as if to tease you "You're attractive."

You squint at her and smile a bit while leaning back in your seat, the camera on your lap is now long forgotten, you finally had your attention on Amber completely. You cautiously lick your lips and maintain a stoic face.

"You're enjoying this huh?" Amber shifts at her seat and sits back in a similar position as yours "I won't lie, I am" she says with a wink, she continues to play with her hair. Her smile turns into a smirk and her look becomes seductive.

You stare at her gaze, stoically until you notice a bottle of whiskey on the coffee table along with two glasses. You eyed it and asked yourself why you hadn't notice that before.

"Is that...whiskey?" Amber smiles and grabs the bottle "Yeah, you want me to pour you a shot?" She pours herself a shot and you gingerly gaze at it.

"Amber, we're underage" you shot her a look, indicating that you two can't do this. Amber merely laughs and leans back with a glass in her hand.

"Since when do we follow the rules?" She pours into your presumed glass "We're young and having fun." She says with a smirk. You were about to sass her but your words got stuck in your throat when Amber gives you that same sensual gaze.

You eyed the glass and let out a breath of defeat "Fine, just a sip" you accept the glass, you didn't know why you did that, why did you condone to this?

You take the glass while keeping a close-eye on Amber trying to see her reaction. You cautiouslly take a small sip and let out a disgusted face "Ugh.." you hear Amber giggle.

"Yeah, it sucks. Here's a tip, chase it with a soft drink or something," She swirls her glass, making sure the whiskey stays as mixed as possible "I have some coke with me for that purpose."

You scoff, you feel like you just commited a crime or something. You take a coke and drank it, you feel a bit better but the taste of whiskey is still there. Staring back at Amber you start questioning why the hell you drank whiskey, did she have some kind of trance on you? She certainly was charming you with her eyes and it had a good affect on you.

"You know, there are other things to stare at" you remark but your voice sounded a bit flushed, your stoic composure was starting to break.

"I know but I like looking at you" She says with a soft smile "I wanted to hang out with you, you know?" She takes her shot before chasing it with coke.

"Well you are, and my attention is fully on you" you scoff while folding your arms "all because of your annoyingly charming stare."

Amber smiles "so, my staring is really affecting you" her voice laces with pride. You remain silent as she pours herself another shot and takes it but not without gazing you with a provocative expression.

Not knowing what to do, you finish your shot and chasing it down with coke. You frown and wipe your mouth, finishing that shot was purely out of nervousness and now you start to have a warm sensation in your body.

Amber chuckles at your expression, another one of her intimate smile takes over her face before it turns into the softest one she has given yet. She moves her hand to the side, as if to motion for you to move closer.

You did by what she silently requested, shuffling closer to amber's side "I had enough now" you sigh.

Amber leans in closer after she puts her arm around the back couch behind your head. She smiles at you before giving you a small kiss on the cheek. She then looks directly into your eyes that were widen and a blush appearing on your cheeks, she smirks.

"What? Did you like that?" You were completely flushed and caught off guard. You didn't expect her to do that, your warm sensation inside starts to bloom. Your attempt to compose yourself is failing and you start to fidget with your hands.

"I....don't know what game you're playing here.." you said meekly, Amber raises her eyebrows and gives you a grin.

"Game? Is that what you think?" She laughs "Well, maybe you're right. Look at you, you're red and getting all shy" She whispers in a low tone "Is it the whiskey or....is it me?" Her voice sends you a shiver down your spine, never, you had ever felt like this before. You feel as if Amber had cornered you into a wall and all you couldn't do anything. She has really taken a toll on you.

"I wanna kiss you again, do you want me to?" She whispers in a soft tone, leaning in with her face close to yours. You breathe a bit heavily before inhaling and exhaling, the warmth is really taking over you and you were sure it was caused by both the whiskey and Amber.

With half-lidded eyes, you faintly whisper.

"Yes.."

Amber closes the distance and placing her soft lips on yours. It was slow and tempting, you grab onto her shoulders as she pushes you back a bit. You broke apart and she stares at you with loving-eyes.

"How was that?" She asked. You hum and look away shyly. She grins at your shy form "Was that...your first kiss?" Amber seems to be trying to tease you.

You glance at her shyly before nodding, she cackles and pulls you closer, wrapping her arm around you "y'know, you're even cuter when you're act all shy," she purrs as she pours herself another shot "do you like this? Did you like it when i kissed you?" She takes the shot before eyeing you in a manner you're too flushed too describe.

"...I..." you mumbled and then procced to look down.

"I know that you want me baby" Amber breathes into your ear, she then kisses the side of your neck, it made you squeak and blush even more. She whispers, her voice taunting "you like that?" She gives the familiar look she has been giving you since meeting her, pure seduction in her eyes.

"Y-You!" you stutter while flustered and bit your lip.

"I'll take that as a yes," she chuckles and bites her lips as well "god..baby you're so fucking cute" she whispers as she pull you even closer, slipping you onto her lap. You feel the warmth inside of you thriving strongly.

"Do you know what the best part of this is?" You shake your head, a little lost. She travels her hands towards your hips and rest on it.

"Despite the fact that you have never done anything like this before and yet you take every bit of touch i give you makes everything even better," she bites her bottom lip and whispers "It makes you ten-times more fucking hot." she says lowly with a dark expression before she brings you into a passionate kiss, you let out a muffled whimper against her lips as you slowly start to give into her.

As your hands wander onto her hair, grasping it, the warm feeling inside finally takes over you and making you yearn for her even more than before. This game of flirting and love you two had played meets Amber's satisfaction. Even when you lost, you feel very much pleased when she has you vulnerable in her eyes.

A/N: some of this was based on a convo from me and amber in character.ai she did something that made me run laps around the house but that isn't included here. I sincerely apologize if there was any misspellings or improper grammar, I don't write often lol plus english isn't my native language 🙏 also sorry if amber is ooc. I hope you enjoyed this ♡♡♡♡ please reblog, like and comment it would be much appreaciated ♡♡♡😊

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[shinestarhwaa]

ATEEZ Masterlist

OT8/Multiple members

You’ve got a friend in me (WooSanHwa smut)

Thirsty (WooSanHwa x reader Smut)

Hotelroom (WooSanHwa x reader smut)

Say My Name (OT8!Ateez x reader smut)

Only My Name (OT8!Ateez x reader smut but Wooyoung centric,, smut/angst) (pt2 of Say My Name)

One Kiss (SanSang x reader smut)

Like A Champ (WooSan x reader smut)

Served (WooSan x reader smut)

Inception (WooSan x reader smut)

Provocative (SanHwa x reader smut)

Chasing That Feeling (SeongJoong x reader smut)

What Happens In London (YunSanHwa x reader smut)

Truth Or Dare (OT8 Smut)

Fantasize (San centered but OT8 smut)

Lovegame (Woosanxreader)

New World (OT8 smut)

Hongjoong

6cm (smut)

Yes, master (smut)

Backstage Business (smut)

Knight of Pentacles (smut)

Honey (Are You Coming?) (smut)

One Last Time (smut, angst)

Quick (smut)

Please Please Please (smut, angst)

Seonghwa

Desire (smut)

New Horizons (smut)

Pancakes (Fluff)

Addicted (smut)

Aphrodite (smut)

King Of Swords (angst, smut)

Lady Of The Night (smut)

Hello Kitty (smut)

Eyes Roll (smut)

Moonlight (smut)

Paradise (smut)

Inferno (smut)

Crazy Form (smut)

On-Call (smut)

Fallen Angel (smut)

Yunho

Sweet Dreams (fluff)

Don’t You Worry (fluff)

Practice Round (smut)

Pretty Tiny (Smut)

Chariot (fluff)

Yeosang

Wake Up (smut)

Callin (smut)

The History teacher PART 1 (fluff)

The History teacher PART 2 (smut)

Ace Of Cups (smut)

Lip Gloss (smut)

Shimmer (smut)

Physical (smut with a smidge of angst&fluff)

San

Everytime (fluff, smut)

Waterfall (fluff, smut)

Falling (angst, fluff)

Neon (smut)

Asked For It (smut)

Asked For It PART 2 (smut)

I Promise (Angst)

Attention (smut, angst)

Movie Star (smut)

Ruby (smut)

Ruby Part 2 (smut)

Seven of Pentacles (smut, fluff)

Enemy (smut)

City Lights (smut)

Panty Stealer (smut)

The Butler (smut)

Lovers Lane (fluff)

Daddy Dearest (smut)

Mingi

The morning after (fluff)

Nirvana (smut)

The Devil (smut)

Cam Girl (smut)

Exile (angst)

MingiWonka (smut)

Wooyoung

FEEL (Smut)

DIRRTY (Smut)

Flash (Angst, fluff)

No Homo (smut) 

Maybe Homo (smut, part 2 of No Homo)

Temperance (fluff,smut)

Birthday Celebrations (smut)

The Boy Who Got Misunderstood (angst, fluff, smut)

You&Me (smut)

Thirsty (smut)

Poison (smut)

Good Lil Boy (smut)

Autumn (fluff)

IT's YOU (smut)

Getaway car (smut,angst,fluff)

Jongho

Come And Go (Angst)

Happy To Help (smut)

Seven Of Cups (Angst, fluff)

Chances (smut)

[laduenadelswing]

Lovegame

Vox x female reader

Chapter one

Never in her life has she seen a sky, red like velvet, no sun just a pentagram. Where was she… She ran down the hill unsure of where she might stay for the night. Every shop had to do something with hell, it was pretty out of her ordinary life. Could she really be in hell. The last thing she remembered was a car. Everyone looked strange, some demons looked like animals. Other demons looked liked a mixure between human and animal, some demons ate their companions,. She was scared, alone and did not even know how she got there. She decided to go into a club, maybe she could meet someone there to go sleep. If it worked in Hollywood it will work here as well. Some demons stood in front of some screens. They looked like flies, hellhounds, rotten butterflies, everyone had something twisted in them.

“Vox entertainment stock reaches an all time high.”

“Vox tec is shining with new technology to keep you safe.”

“Vox tec keeps you safe”

“Trust us” Those praises and commercials ran trough every television, computer, phone and billboard in hell. Hell it’s funny that she ended here. She never thought that heaven or hell exists. Now she felt really stupid.

She saw how famous this ‘’Vox’’ was and how many people glued in front of his screens, his influence was present. If anybody knew one or two things about influence it must have been her. How she despised the fame. The night was still young, especially in hell there is always something going on. ‘’If I am already in hell I can still make the best of it. Can´t get any worse. Maybe there is a Club or a Bar where I can find a place to sleep otherwise I might and up as an easy meal.’’ She tought.  

Amidst the chaos and clamor the consent club is a haven for the most adventurous demons of hell. Of course the Club belonged to one of Valentinos close friends. “Vox what is going on your so stressed, Chico. Always working and stressed. Maybe you should shoot your lowest paying employees too. That helps a lot.” Vox sighed. “I wish to shoot them sometimes but it´s not good for the image of Vox tec, you know.”  Vox never could deal with stress like his hot heated friend. It´s not his business. “You know I have whores for every fantasy you could ever have. “Valentino whispered with a mischievous grin. They sat in one of the most exquisite launches drinking Vodka and champagne, smoking cigars ignoring all their future worries while the techno music blasted through the dancefloor.  Vox was focused on his drink while Valentino scanned the dancefloor for a quite some time. “Oi Vox, darling look at this beautiful Chika. She seems like your kink! I bet I can make her a Star.” At first Vox scanned the crowed the ocean of drunk and drugged demons, it almost made it hard to single out someone. Certainly, it didn´t help that Val was smoking like a chimney, red smoke blurring the TV demons sight.

There she was. His LEDs led up. He has never been so captivated, intrigued and tempted in his life before. Vox a demon who only cared about money and power was interested in an demon? Val couldn´t believe his eyes. It must be snowing in hell, surely. She didn’t look like a demon at all. His eyes fixed on a woman unlike any he had ever seen. She was shrouded in an air of mystique and allure, her almost angelic beauty as captivating as the flickering lights of the club. She embodied every fantasy Vox has ever harbored. Vox’s friend and frequent patron of the “consent” Club noticed Vox´s gaze with a smile. “Well, well, Vox, what do we have here? Caught in the throes of infatuation?” They watched her dancing. For someone who seems so innocent she danced like the devil. The music pulsing through her veins and stringing her like a puppet.

Vox´s LED cheeks flushed. His wires sparked, uncontrollable, he rebooted and felt like he has been born in this very moment. His big charming smile had a dark, primal note. “She´s… she´s something else, Valentino” he murmured, his voice laced with awe. Valentino chuckled his eyes gleaming with predatory interest. “I know exactly what she is Vox. She is a rare find, a woman who knows what she wants and isn´t afraid to take it.” He leaned a little bit closer “I´ve been watching her for a while now and I believe that she might be the key to a very lucrative deal, indeed.”

Vox´s eyes widened, his fascination momentarily overshadowed by Valentino´s words “A deal?” he asked, intriqued.

“It’s a plan. A plan that could make us very powerful.” As Valentino began to outline his plan, Vox found himself drawn to a web of intrigue and temptation. The promise of riches and influence was intoxicating, Vox could not resist this power. Deep down he couldn´t shake off the image of her smile. This was his ticket to get to the top. Maybe this must be at the cost of something far more precious. His heart.

He kept watching. There was something odd about her. She had the aura, the looks, the smile. Some demons came up to her to ask her for a picture. ‘’Odd’’ Vox thought. If she is famous he should know her, if it is a more sexual kind of fame Valentino definitely knew her by name. ‘’ Vox, honey you know that we are in a sex club, right. Maybe you should go talk to her.’’ Valentino proposed. In this moment he wanted to punch him to the ground. How can Val think that she is up for something like that. ”I bet she is into you Vox. The ladies have a thing for you, your just too busy to notice it.’’ He said with a seductive tone in his voice. “I noticed that, I am not too busy. I am not interested.’’ He stated as Valentino rolled his red eyes. The Party continued and the crowed grew lager every second. There was no universe in which Vox lost her. He smirked, she is really gorgeous and parties like there was no tomorrow. ‘’If you find her, get her pretty ass to my afterparty. It will be in our headquarters.’’

Amidst the cacophony of the opulent party, Vox stood there confused his imposing figure exuding an aura of otherworldly power and mystery. His red eyes glew, like twin orbs of pulsating light, scanned the crowd, searching for a solution to a dilemma that had him on edge.

Valentino, a figure of immense power and volatile temper, had tasked him with finding and convincing her for the night's festivities. The task was simple, yet the stakes were high. Valentino's unpredictable moods were legendary. Sensing his gaze, Isabel turned towards him, her emerald eyes sparkling with intelligence and curiosity. Vox found himself momentarily lost in their depths, drawn to her like a moth to a flame. The flickering lights complimented her body and she looked even hotter than before. With a mix of determination and a hint of trepidation, Vox approached Isabel, his heart pounding in his chest. He had to strike a deal with her, a mutually beneficial arrangement that would appease Valentino's demands while providing Isabel with temporary shelter in the chaotic realm of Hell. Also it would made her stay with him.

"My lady," Vox began, his voice a low, smooth baritone, "I find myself in a rather peculiar predicament. My college, Valentino, has requested my presence at his gathering, but I find myself without a suitable companion." He smiled a hint of nervousness on his face.

Isabel raised an eyebrow, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "And how might I be of assistance, sir?" she inquired, her voice laced with a playful challenge.

Vox paused, his expression turning serious. "I propose a bargain," he declared, his eyes locking with hers. "In exchange for your company at this evening's festivities, I offer you temporary refuge in my humble abode, a sanctuary from the harsh realities of Hell. I mean without protection you are an easy target."

Isabel considered his proposal, her mind racing with the implications. On one hand, the thought of spending an evening with this enigmatic demon intrigued her. On the other, she was wary of entering into an arrangement with someone who, by all accounts, was a powerful and volatile overlord. I mean don’t talk to strangers doesn’t count in hell, does it.

"And what of your college, Valentino?" she asked, her voice laced with caution. "Will he not object to your taking me under your wing?"

Vox smiled, revealing a hint of mischief in his eyes. "Rest assured, my lady," he assured her, "Valentino will not be the least bit surprised by my choice of companion. He has a discerning eye for beauty, and I believe you would meet his standards." Vox said his voice became a bit deeper than usual as he took her and gave it a small kiss.

Isabel couldn't help but smile back, intrigued by Vox's confidence and the hint of playfulness in his demeanor. "Very well," she agreed, her voice laced with a hint of daring. "I accept your offer, demon." He smiled it was very charming almost hypnotizing. ‘’Call me Vox.’’ He insited as Isabel began to giggle. They danced for a little bit and Vox seemed to calm down, almost loosing his guard. He has never felt like this before. They left the party together and went trough hell to his office. She followed him quietly, trying not to steal the spotlight or become the center of attention. One of her special talents in the human world, she never knew how she got into those situation but she hated the fake love and attention. Her childhood dream became a nightmare to live in. Maybe hell isn’t so bad after all.

‘’This is my place.’’ He said as they entered the escalator. This afterparty was one hell of an event. She was used to opulent festivities in Hollywood but this was something no human sould could truly experience or process. In all of the chaos many people complimented Vox and his special guest. They drank quite a lot and took a bit to far. They danced completely wasted and she touched him a little bit. At first she touched his strong arms with her hands. Vox could not believe that she actually touched him. After he melted under her fingers, she stroked his extraordinary face. In this moment he fell head over heals into a pit where only she could get him out. This was the best night he ever had. As the new day began and the night faded away, they climbed onto the roof. She listened to the TV demon as he began to tell her that his life here was far from ordinary. They had a view across hell, which was incredibly calming. “What do you do when Valentino doesn’t want to go into a club?” She asked. ‘’I work, Valentino and Velvet are a bunch of work and the multitude of companies and Ideas are very time consuming. How did you get here’’ He asked. She shook her head, looked very tired and looked defeated into the sky. “I don’t think that I am here just jet. The last thing I remember is my car.”  

[blossoms-phan]

☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ tit vibes ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★

a playlist by me!

notes under cut ⋆˙⟡

von dutch - charli xcx

got me started - troye sivan

red wine supernova - chappell roan

happiness - the 1975

next semester - twenty one pilots

365 - charli xcx

too sweet - hozier

late night talking - harry styles

the boy is mine - ariana grande

this is why - paramore

boy's a liar pt. 2 - pinkpantheress, ice spice

guess ft. billie eilish - charli xcx

rush - troye sivan

HOT TO GO! - chappell roan

lovegame - lady gaga

for my hand ft. ed sheeran - burna boy

heat - tove lo

yes i'm changing - tame impala

end of an era - dua lipa

bliss - muse

not like us - kendrick lamar (unlikely but this has fucked so hard in every crowd this summer dan would for the drama and personally i think this would be really funny in toronto i have no loyalty to drake fuck that dude)

lunch - billie eilish

murder on the dancefloor - sophie ellis-bextor

-this will be typed out not a spotify link bc i don't want to share my profile lol but feel free to add to your own playlists⋆˙⟡

-i referenced the playlists from all previous tours for this and they're mostly a mix of things that are a little bit of them, a little bit of what's currently popular/culturally relevant and a little of what they know the audience will like! i have a separate dnp playlist that includes tunes that are a little more sappy/hard hitting but i wouldn't include on here bc they don't exactly match the vibes, we're gonna be jamming out in those theatres trust 🫡

-no kpop ik it’s a likely addition but I don’t know anything about it oops sorry

-i'm on the fence about whether to include an mcr song cause both tatinof and ii had welcome to the black parade, wad had famous last words - i do think it would be kind of full circle to have wttbp again so we'll leave it at a maybe! as for the rest i could include like every song off brat or chappell roan songs but those are my personal choices/little taste of a mix without it getting too long <3

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Sexual Content Masterlist

again and again, even though we know love’s landscape (ao3) - JudeAraya

Summary: After a small fight, Dan finds Phil in bed with a migraine and spends the day taking care of him in many, many ways.

Always Having Your Hand To Hold (ao3) - t_hens

Summary: Dan and Phil’s 2010 trip to Blackpool.

a match and a fuse (ao3) - waveydnp

Summary: Phil is twenty six years old and stuck in a dead end life. He works at Starbucks and may or may not be carrying a torch for his best friend of eight years. He doesn’t know who he is or what he wants–or how to go about figuring it out.

That all starts to change when he happens upon the resume of a certain law school grad named Daniel.

Birthday Sex (ao3) - danfanciesphil (thejigsawtimess)

Summary: The rules are pretty simple.

Whoever’s birthday it is gets whatever they want, no questions asked.

A bi-annual sex treaty.

It’s the perfect answer to getting rid of all of that pent up angst, leftover desire and sexual frustration they feel for each other. And seriously, it’ll be fine. There’s no way anyone can be manipulated or end up with their feelings hurt or anything like that. Granted, friends-with-benefits has a bad rep, but how could this possibly go wrong?

They’ve got it all planned out.

bruising the sun (ao3) - waveydnp

Summary: the bedsharing friends to lovers roommates au i was always destined to write

cat bells (ao3) - N_Chu4Ever

Summary: The catboy photoshoot, except it all goes weirdly wrong because Phil accidentally bought Dan a magic cat costume off the internet. Oops.

Caught In Between (ao3) - waveydnp

Summary: Dan wants to top, but Phil doesn’t want to bottom. They find a compromise.

Come What May (ao3) - PhantasticFiction

Summary: Phil Lester usually wasn’t one to go to strip clubs. But after being coaxed into it by a couple of his friends he meets the ever hypnotizing Greyson Bear(Dan Howell). Easily falling in love with him Phil works to save Dan from the underworld of prostitution.

Coming Undone (ao3) - hygge

Summary: Phil notices that Dan hasn’t been himself recently, so he helps him get out of his head.

Daddy Kink (ao3) - danfanciesphil (thejigsawtimess)

Summary: Dan thinks it's hilarious that the phandom thinks he has a Daddy kink. Until he doesn't.

Danisnotadom (ao3) - Sinninghowlter

Summary: Dan's not a dom. Everyone swears up and down that he is, insists he is domming his boyfriend and is too good to take it in the ass.

Phil's not a sub. Everyone thinks he is, everyone thinks his baby is in charge. What they don't know is his hardcore boyfriend is actually a princess.

disco stick (ao3) - possumdnp

Summary: “Let’s have some fun, this beat is sick,” Phil sings into the microphone connected to the Xbox. It’s slightly off-rhythm, and he grins and stares right at Dan as he continues onto the next lyric. “I want to take a ride on your disco stick.”

(A fic based on the moment from “What Dan and Phil Text Each Other 4” where DnP mention they’ve sung LoveGame countless times on an old karaoke video game.)

Drunk in Love (ao3) - ahappyphil

Summary: 5 times Dan and Phil were horny sappy drunks

Help Taking it Off (ao3) - cats_with_no_tails

Summary: I don’t know if Dan helped Phil pick out the phlonde-launch outfit, but I certainly imagine he helped take it off.

—

Set the day of Phil’s blonde hair announcement - Dan comes home to him in that cunty little midriff and wants to devour him.

home is where the heart is. (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: 16 year old Daniel Howell had always felt out of place in his dad’s fancy apartment or under the Singaporean sun. Life was not bad, but being the son of a British expatriate banker divorcee with commitment issues meant that there was never a home.

Inspired by the only constant in his life, a similar aged British youtuber by the name of Phil Lester, Dan decides to move to his supposed homeland Britain on a whim, in the hopes of escaping his bubble of isolation, and maybe find the place where he truly belonged.

Somehow Dan lands himself in one of the few notorious all boys boarding schools in Britain, one that has bizarre traditions, vicious inter-house competition and way too many attractive boys; and a roommate who had been Dan’s best friend all along, even if Phil Lester hadn’t known it.

Dan finally found home.

I guess it’s fine (it blows my mind) (ao3) - t_hens

Summary: things get interrupted when Phil’s neighbor knocks on the door, but maybe the interruption can be used as a chance to discover something new.

in this smoking chaos (ao3) - writingcollective

Summary: Dan bottoms for the first time, not being able to shut down his inner demons that whisper internalised homophobic thoughts into his ear. But Phil guides him through it, somehow

Indulgence (ao3) - CapriciousCrab

Summary: Daniel Howell was a man used to getting whatever he asked for. Whether it was the intricately embroidered waistcoats he so loved or the finest horseflesh available; if he wanted it, he generally would get it. Even if what he wanted was a good, anonymous fuck.And tonight was no exception.

Just A Toy (ao3) - blissedoutphil

Summary: He takes whatever Phil gives him, because he loves being treated like nothing more than a toy to be used. And above all, he loves Phil. He’d do anything for Phil.

learning the ropes (ao3) - watergator

Summary: dan and phil try something new together

Like Fine Print (ao3) - totalincandescense

Summary: Every few weeks, Dan was given an unfriendly reminder of at least one of the many reasons why he never went outside.

The most frequently recurring thing on the list being the general existence of people.

But more specifically, the existence of people who flirted with Phil.

linger on (ao3) - dizzy, waveydnp

Summary: A recent loss has ground Phil’s life to a halt. At 33, he’s static in his grief and living in the house he grew up in - until his mother kicks him out.

In a fit of indignation and with nothing to lose, he answers the first listing he finds for a room to rent in London… a listing posted by a guy named Dan.

Now We’re Getting Serious (ao3) - Raven052

Summary: A sweet night in, innocent enough, soon turns into more.

New experiences.

Unexpected confessions.

Things are definitely getting serious for Dan and Phil

not a chew toy? (ao3) - phantasticworks (steddieworks)

Summary: Apparently some things aren’t meant to be chewed on. Who knew?

Not Since I Posted The Cat Photo (ao3) - Absolutefilthimsosorry

Summary: Dan hasn’t been a ‘top bunk kinda guy’ since he posted the catboy photos.

Set after the catboy photoshoot

"oh great, now im a furry" (ao3) - cloej88

Summary: This is a fic about Dan getting off on his giant teddy bear… Yeah. But it’s also a fic about trust and connection and vulnerability

Precious (ao3) - Scuddleduck

Summary: dnp have intimate lazy sex or whatever the fuck made people so mad on twitter.

Precious Baby Angel (ao3) - toadsappho

Summary: Phil shows Dan his new t-shirt, but that's not the only surprise he has for him.

sweet as cherry wine (ao3) - sxndazed

Summary: Dan gets horny when he drinks.

Talking to the Moon (ao3) - uptownsteve

Summary: After a risque photoshoot, Phil wants to show Dan just how beautiful he is

Those Who Trust - theshyauthor

Summary: Dan used to be a submissive and now he’s just a broken shell of a man.

You and Me (ao3) - Scuddleduck

Summary: Birthday sex after Dan's birthday livestream

You are Not Sleeping on The Goddamn Floor (ao3) - pepelovesme

Summary: Dan and Phil's 2009 meeting reimagined. Dan is curious, they talk sexuality. Smut ensues.

[rottenpumpkin13]

Drunk Sephiroth

@snowbanshee Asked: So it's Christmas party, loud and decadent, already bringing out the worst in some of the attendees. The pink coloured drink in a festive bowl seemed to be quite an attraction, people flocking from every corner of the spacious, generously decorated hall to have their fill.

He didn't know better. Maybe his senses failed him, lulled by the sweet scents of berries. Maybe he simply had nothing to compare it to.

So for the first time in his lifetime, and very much against his will, the Silver Demon of Wutai, the legendary war machine found himself in a remote corner of the buzzing hall, his cheeks pink, his gaze unfocused, and his thoughts a mess. That punch... was an alcoholic drink?

• Sephiroth walks back and proceeds to lift the punch bowl and then drain it like it's a glass of water and he has been thirsty for three lifetimes.

• People look on in horror as he becomes soaked in the drink. Sephiroth gives no fucks. This pink stuff is delightful.

• He slams the punch bowl down and unintentionally shatters it. Then he stumbles off to go find Genesis and Angeal.

• Having witnessed the whole ordeal, Reno grabs a bottle of rum from the table and rushes after him. He taps Sephiroth on the shoulder.

Reno: Yo! Take this!

• Sephiroth barely registers who's he's talking to. He grabs the bottle, pops it open, then downs it in one go before handing it back to the Turk.

Sephiroth: Thanks.

• He leaves.

Rude: Why would you do that?

Reno: This party's boring. That'll be sure to spice things up!

• Sephiroth, dizzy as shit, manges to find them and immediately dangles from Genesis's shoulder.

Sephiroth: Hey Genesisssss

Genesis: *sniff sniff* GODDESS MINERVA AND MOTHER GAIA THIS MAN'S BREATH CAN INCINERATE A VILLAGE.

Angeal: Sephiroth! did you drink?

Sephiroth: Oh, I c o n s u m e d.

• He loses balance and falls on top of Angeal and Genesis.

Angeal: Okay buddy, we need to get you home.

Genesis: No, we need to get him water.

Angeal: Good thinking. You go do that.

• Genesis leaves in pursuit of anything non-alcoholic.

Sephiroth: Fuck.

Angeal: WOAH.

Sephiroth: Fuck bitches get money.

Angeal: Sephiroth.

• Sephiroth leans in really close, grabs Angeal by the collar and whispers: Ass.

• Genesis bounces back to them. He shoves a tall glass of a clear liquid in Sephiroth's hand.

Genesis: Here, drink up.

• Sephiroth drowns the contents of the glass in one go, then gives the glass to Angeal, who wrinkles his nose and brings the glass closer to smell it.

Angeal: *sniff sniff* GENESIS!

Genesis: WHAT!?

Angeal: THIS IS VODKA!

Genesis: I PANICKED AND GRABBED THE FIRST THING I SAW.

• They turn around and Sephiroth is nowhere to be seen. Angeal starts panicking.

Genesis: Relax! It's Sephiroth. What real trouble could he possibly get into?

• The once respectable party turned into a nightclub with flashing neon lights and a clear dancefloor.

• This happened after Sephiroth lost all articles of clothing save for his pants and proceeded to give (drunk) Rufus ShinRa a lap dance.

• All hell broke loose after that.

• No one knows where the pole came from.

• No one knew Director Lazard knew how to work the pole either but the night is full of surprises.

• Genesis is having people do body shots off him.

• Angeal lost his composure after someone brought out barrels filled with alcohol and Banora Whites so people could so apple bobbing.

• Reeve coordinated a drunk human pyramid and Sephiroth was at the top. Hojo appeared to try and grab Sephiroth to preserve his creation's dignity. He backflipped off the top and landed on top of Hojo.

• Turks vs. SOLDIER drinking match. Genesis and Reno got into a who's the better redhead fight. Lots of trash talk. Cissnei and Elena put eyeliner and Glitter on Sephiroth.

• Sephiroth interrupted Genesis's time on the pole to show him how it's done. He may or may not have performed to Lovegame by Lady Gaga.

• And then He blacks out.

• Every department has hungover zombies roaming it's halls.

• The SOLDIER floor in particular is straight out of The Walking Dead. Zack wished Director Lazard good morning and got an supernatural moan in response.

• Meanwhile Sephiroth is chipper as he strides into the conference room with a coffee cup in hand.

• Angeal and Genesis look up from their fetal positions.

Genesis: What...what in the goddess's name. You're not hungover?

Sephiroth: I was never drunk to begin with.

Angeal & Genesis: HUH!?

Sephiroth: It's a quirk I have from the way I developed. Alcohol doesn't work for me like it does for average SOLDIERs.

Angeal: THEN WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?

Sephiroth: Oh, I was bored.

Angeal:

Genesis:

[mycrayolamarkers]

Mr.Eeyore is still not back and it's been seven days!!!! Everything is so boring without him. Mommy gets busy and can't always play with me. My friends live too far away so I can't go play with them so I don't have anyone to play with.

When it's time to go to bed my room feels way too big. It feels lonely so I have been sleeping with Mommy in her room but Mommy told me she is going on a business trip soon. Meaning I'm going to be alone till she or Mr. Eeyore come back! Well not really alone I am going to stay at our neighbor's house but you get what I mean diary.

Ugh, this week is so bad I don't even want to play anymore. The only things that make me feel better are Mommy's spaghetti, my music, and my mini Mr.Eeyore. Oh that I just got an idea, diary I can't make a list of things to do with Mr.Eeyore when he gets back.

Play dress up with Mr.Eeyore

Make a playlist with Mr.Eeyore

Cuddle with Mr.Eeyore the whole day (I gotta make up for the lost time)

I wonder what kind of music Mr.Eeyore likes? Oh here is my playlist of my favorite songs.

°^° My favorite songs playlist<3

Puppy princess - Hot Freaks

Simple and clean - Hikaru Utada

Endangered love - VeggieTales

Don't stop the music - Rihanna

Lovegame -Lady Gaga

Pon de replay - Rihanna

Dynamite - Taio Cruz

Like a G6 - Far East Movement

Hug me - Pharrell Williams and Trey Parker

Barbie girl - Aqua

Just a girl - No Doubt

Baby my phone - Yameii Online

Runaway baby - Bruno Mars

505 - Arctic Monkeys

I'll see you later, diary I'm going to take a nap, and maybe when I wake up Mr.Eeyore will be back.

[lirondellee]

what is love?

just a chemical reaction?🫀

absolute beauty, an all-embracing feeling? 💝

or maybe.. it’s just lust, a carnal desire? ❤️‍🔥

yep, some more silly colorful OCs, this time Raphael, Aphrodite and Asmodeus

[ginger-grimm]

Harriet and Santana for the ship soundtrack? <3

One last time, thank you @daughter-of-melpomene!

opening credits: LoveGame by Lady Gaga

meeting for the first time: Lay Me Down by Sam Smith

hey, i kinda like you: Just Hold Me by Maria Mena

i’m going to kiss you now: Say It, Just Say It by The Mowgli's

falling in love: Paper Rings by Taylor Swift

your place or mine: Only Girl (In the World) by Rihanna

naked in bed: Grace by Lewis Capaldi

first fight: Happier Than Ever by Billie Eilish

maybe we should take a break: Hurts Like Hell by Fleurie

i want you back: Only You by Cheat Codes & Little Mix

will you marry me: Strange Birds by Birdy

first child: All I Wanted by Paramore

we’re getting older: With or Without You by U2

if you die i’ll go with you: Lights Are On by Tom Rosenthal

end credits: I'm Yours by Alessia Cara

[astral-gamma]

HELLO I WOULD LIKE TO ORDER A RANPOE BASED OFF LOVE GAME BY LADY GAGA FOR DINNER , THANK YOU SO MUCH ♡

𝐿🏵𝒱𝐸 𝒢𝒜𝑀𝐸

“Let's have some fun, this beat is sick

I wanna take a ride on your disco stick”

Seated at his messy desk, Edgar Allan Poe's eyes focused with concentration. The room had a low lighting level, with shadows playing across the walls, evoking the eerie atmosphere that always brought him comfort. His most recent mystery book was strewn all over the place, papers everywhere. Yet he was unable to get rid of the overwhelming feeling of excitement that was coiling up in his chest like a beast ready to attack, no matter how hard he worked.He was being teased by his loving partner, poor boy.

"You know, you look really cute when you're focused like that," Ranpo said, breaking the comfortable silence.

"Hold me and love me

Just wanna touch you for a minute

Maybe three seconds is enough for my heart to quit it"

Let’s also mention how touchy Ranpo is, whenever he has the chance his hands find their way onto Poe’s body. “Are you done working?!” asked the detective. “Not yet dear,just a few more minutes..” the only thing heard after those words was a lament and the sound of a chair being moved, in less than a second the short boy was in the arms of his beloved,his hands roaming under his coat in a slow and warm motion.

“I'm on a mission

And it involves some heavy touching, yeah

You've indicated your interest

I'm educated in sex, yes

And now I want it bad, want it bad

A Love Game, a Love Game”

The two lovers spending their free time at one of  their places,alone,in pure silence broken only by a few groans and smooching sounds… Holding onto each other,curling up together as sparks of lust washes over them<3

[subconsciousmysteries]

Taylor Swift is a 2 (and some information on type 3)

I am once again making this post about this topic. Truly am I crazy? Am I the only one who can't see Taylor Swift as a 3? There's like a cult for the case that she's a 3... really people what am I missing? I've only seen the arguments "she's image focused" and "she's ambitious about her career." The first thing is something that could apply to the whole image triad. The second thing means that every world famous artist who worked hard for their spot is a 3.

The case for Taylor being a 2 is self evident, the case for her not being a 3 is that she doesn't brag or gloat, she doesn't talk about career in her music, she doesn't talk about success and fearing failure, and she doesn't make the drama and conflict in her art impersonal. These are the things that you will see if you're looking at the art of a core 3. If you don't see at least one of these things it's probably not a core 3.

If you're wondering what I mean by "making the art impersonal" look at Lady Gaga, who sings about a lot of love dramas that aren't her own life. Alejandro and Telephone are the best examples. When listening to any Lady Gaga song, and when watching any Lady Gaga music video, I never get the feeling that I'm listening to a piece of Lady Gaga's life story. I feel like I'm watching an opera where she's the director, the writer and lead actress. That's what making it impersonal means. Compare that to Taylor Swift who always sings about her own relationships and experiences.

To see 3s, look at the rap genre (save for emorap) where they brag obnoxiously about how they're better than the other rappers and that's the whole song. See superego 3s (31x and 36x), like Marina. Superego 3s are less braggy and rude to others than the id and withdrawn 3s, but they still don't sing about their relationships and boys they broke up with. they sing about themselves and their career and their success and their fears of failure and the way they approach love coldly like a game (Lady Gaga does this too, see Lovegame and Paparazzi). 3s like Lady Gaga sing about dramatic plays. 3s are often into drama, into putting on costumes and playing roles that clearly aren't them, because it's a healthy way to engage in their vice of Deceit. Acting and drama is a way for 3s to engage in the emotional, people-based nature of the heart triad without being too personalized and vulnerable about it.

3 cores find the personal relationship drama to be embarrassing to talk about. 3-wings and 3 fixes might talk about it a lot in their music; 3 cores will avoid discussing it publicly. 3 cores have a strong "the show must go on" attitude, stronger than any other type except for maybe 7. 3s are the most self-conscious type when it comes to appearing emotionally soft and fixated on their past. Their goal is to speak to everybody and be influential to everybody (this is what "success" ultimately is, isn't it?), so if they absolutely must whine about their personal life wounds publicly, they will try to make it impersonal and turn it into some broader public issue. 3s will never, ever project the image of a self-absorbed, whiny princess fixated on their own personal drama, at least not by their own will -- to be seen this way is a 3's worst nightmare. Being so emotionally self absorbed is the definition of being a "loser", to 3s. 3s are trying to project the image of competency, of being above all that icky gooey emotional stuff like their own relationship drama. I simply can't see a 3 core writing something like All Too Well or getting famous off of writing break up songs to Stephen about how mean he was to her and how much he broke her heart. Taylor Swift takes pride in her whiny breakup song princess image, or at least she did back in the day.

[A fun note here is that 3-fixes usually talk about their careers a lot, yet they are not as strict as the 3 cores about avoiding emotionally vulnerable expression which touches on their personal life]

A lot of new fans who only hear Taylor's new, slowcore, more reflective stuff think she's a 3w4 or 4. which is bloody hysterical to me. as soon as people get on the "my fave artist is a 4 cuz they're #deep" train I start laughing at them freely cuz it's so cliche. Cliche and basic like Taylor Swift was for 15 years before she started integrating to 4 in her music.

[sorceress-queen]

For the spotify ask: 1, 50, 99

Thank you! I had great fun with these. I hope you will enjoy the short fics inspired by the songs as well. :D

1. Francesca by Hozier

🎶 Da-, darling, I would do it again (ah-ah, ah-ah)

I wouldn't change it each time

Heaven is not fit to house a love like you and I 🎶

Arthur and Morgana have a secret relationship while knowing. that they (might be) related

They both know they should not be doing this, hiding in alcoves after council meetings. Waltzing into each other's chambers unannounced and embracing like they are the only two people left in the world, and yet they keep doing it.

Morgana keeps waking up in his arms, only for either of them to need to return to their respective chambers as dawn breaks and the sunrays slowly fill the room, touching the bed, bringing to light what the night keeps covered.

Neither of them wants to end what is between them. Even when they ought to, when they both know that Morgana is more than Uther's Ward, that the King thinks she is his daughter, and with her mother gone, and Gorlois, her father gone, she cannot ask either of the truthfulness of Uther's words. For all she knows, it is a lie, for whatever reason only the King is privy to.

And so without the hope of being allowed to marry, while the King is alive and well, that is. They keep to their love in secret. Both Arthur and Morgana are aware of the consequences if Uther is to find out about them, and yet neither of them cares enough to stop. They love each other, and even if it ends tragically, Morgana knows that they will still keep on loving each other.

Arthur would still keep on winning in tournaments as her champion, and he would still carry her favours on his arm and treasure each and every cloth. And Arthur knows that Morgana will keep on being his lady, assuring him with her very presence of the kind of Prince and future King Camelot needs him to be, to become. That she will still walk arm in arm with him into any council room, any ball, ignoring the whispers and sideway glances they receive at such actions.

50. LoveGame by Lady Gaga

🎶 A Love Game, a Love Game Hold me and love me Just wanna touch you for a minute Maybe three seconds is enough for my heart to quit it 🎶

Morgana teases Arthur in a sauna, they are dating, modern au.

Morgana has to be on a mission to see just how fast she can rile him up. Arthur pulls the towel tighter over his waist as she moves to sit down next to him in the sauna, her long hair is up in a bun, with a few loose strands framing her face.

She hums along to some song playing in her earbuds as she lies down on the bench next to him, seemingly careless about the way her towel rides up her thighs or how while she moves to adjust her bun, the top of the towel loosens and slips slightly down, exposing the pale flesh beneath it, exposing her cleavage.

"What are you listening to?" He asks her, quirking up his brow as he reaches out a hand to adjust the towel on his girlfriend's thigh, she is distracting enough already.

"Lady Gaga." She replies, with a twinkle in her green eyes as she sits up, holding the top of her towel, not quite wanting to bare herself to him yet completely.

"Would you like to have a listen, my love?" She asks, pulling out one of her earbuds, and after wiping it in her towel, she places it in his ear, leaning over him, while her movements are steady Arthur still moves to hold her hip as she does it.

,"This is what you are listening to all the time?" He chuckles, shaking his head at her, but he does not hate the song at all; certainly, it is not what he tends to listen to, but he has to admit it is quite catchy. "No wonder you are so horny all the time," He jests, expecting her to swat at his arm or pout or jibe back, but she surprises him by climbing into his lap, once again that damned towel rides up her thighs.

"It's more what and whom I think about while listening." She teases, wrapping her arms around his neck, allowing the loosened towel to pool in her lap as she does so. Arthur bites back a moan from escaping, but he does not stop himself from kissing her and tugging her body closer to himself while Lady Gaga's music blasts in their ears. The heat is quickly turned up without any need to pour water over the hot rocks.

99. Can't Pretend by Tom Odell

🎶Yeah, love, I hope you know How much my heart depends I guess that's love I can't pretend, I can't pretend oh, oh🎶

Morgana and Arthur are in an arranged marriage.

They cannot pretend that there is nothing growing between them, something other than mutual respect and acceptance of their situation.

The daughter of the Duke of Cornwall, married to the Crown Prince of Camelot. A perfect match, everybody says, everybody thinks, except for the two involved in the marriage.

Neither wanted to get married so young, much less to each other. Practically strangers even on their wedding day, with only a handful of childhood memories of playing together and formal dinners and banquets over the years for them to form opinions on one another.

And while they do not dislike each other nor hate, there hardly seems to be any common ground between them when they marry. Arthur enjoys hunts, Morgana prefers to delight in the wonders of nature during her rides, without any particular desire to shoot the animals in her path. Arthur trains with his knights while Morgana is confined to embroidering and having discussions with the ladies of the court.

But as they get to know one another after their marriage, in a few months, Arthur realises that Morgana is not a bore and that she is more than willing to learn how to wield a sword. He does not mind teaching her, some part of himself is relieved that she will know how to protect herself should he be away while there is danger brought upon the castle.

And Morgana comes to learn that Arthur is not a brute, that he is open to her teaching him of the herbs growing in the forests, that he enjoys learning the different bird songs and teases her over it when she shows him what the coastal birds sound like.

Slowly, perhaps even without them realising it, they start to spend more and more time together a year into their marriage. Arthur dances with her more during the feasts, unable to bring himself to watch her dance with another man.

And Morgana joins him whenever he and the other nobles go on hunts. She tends to keep her eyes on the other ladies who join them, some she knew to be rather fond of her husband. And for whatever reason, she cannot bring herself to speak aloud, she does not enjoy the idea of having him ride next to and talk to another woman for hours while on the hunt. Even if, to Arthur's credit, he is either with her or with his men, and even then, his gaze flits back to where Morgana is in the hunting party;

God forbid he loses her in the crowd, in the forest. He does not know what he would do with himself if he lost her, even if he would never admit it, such is not only unimaginable because it would be tedious for him to marry another woman, but because he would actually miss her terribly.

The great breakthrough in their marriage comes when Arthur has to go for an extended amount of time on a campaign, bringing enforcement to the Duchy of Cornwall attacked by its neighbour.

Morgana not only fears for Arthur's life but for that of her family in Cornwall.

"Come back home," She tells him as she adjusts his armour on his shoulder, barely managing to hold back her tears and her words. She wants to go with him and ride into battle by his side, but she knows that such is a foolish idea. He cannot guarantee her safety in battle, and he needs her to stay in Camelot and uphold what they have built together following the death of his father.

"I will," He assures her, leaning down to kiss her forehead, his hand hovers over her waist before it settles on it, feeling the soft material of her dress beneath his hand, the warmth of her body that was one with his a few hours ago. "I will come back to you, my kingdom, my people." He says, his hand brushing against her stomach in contemplation. The young King cannot help but ponder whether they have been blessed with a child yet, they have been trying more in the past months than they did at the start of their marriage.

"To me, specifically?" Morgana asks him, her hand sliding down to his chest, resting on his chest plate. While they have come to be more open with one another over the years, the revelation of their true feelings for each other, in particular, has never been their strong suit.

"Yes, to you, my wife." He smiles down at her. "I do not have a home without you in it," Arthur admits. There was something in Morgana's eyes at her question which made him want to be more open with her, he could not bear it if she thought him to be unfeeling towards her.

"Mine is with you too, Arthur," Morgana leans up to press her mouth to his cheek. "Come back to me." She whispers then, allowing herself to open up to him too, right as he has no choice but to leave her, to go and fight. Arthur once again smiles, kissing her softly on the mouth. as goodbye, as a way for him to reassure her that he will return to her, for her, for the woman he came to care for and love, for his Morgana.

He returns to Camelot after helping the Duke defend his territories. He is bloody and muddy as he gets off his exhausted horse. He refused to stop and make camp unless it was necessary, he was so eager to return home, to return to her.

Morgana is waiting for him. She rushes down the grand stairs of the castle in her nightgown, not caring for once about appearances, as she rushes to her husband, who welcomes her with open arms, kissing her passionately like he has never kissed her before in his life. He lifts her up in his arms, kissing her even as she tries to fuss over him and any wounds on his person.

He will let her look after his wounds once he has her alone back inside their chambers. For now, he just wants to enjoy the weight of her in his arms, her flowery scent filling his nostrils after weeks and weeks of going without it. Arthur does not know how he could have ever lived without her in his life. If there is one good decision his father made it was to accept Gorlois's proposal of his daughter as his wife.

Later on, after she looks after his wounds and he has her curled up against his side, clean bandages over his wounds, warm food within his belly. He pushes her hair out of her face, prompting Morgana to open her eyes and look up at him.

"I love you." He whispers the first time he has ever said these words aloud to her before.

"Took you long enough," Morgana teases him, despite having never uttered the words to him herself. "I love you too," She adds as she leans up to kiss her husband, allowing him to draw her into his arms.

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Top!Dan / Dom!Dan (5) Masterlist

part one, part two, part three, part four

100% northern meat (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: dan really likes talking about phil’s ass and phil decides to test that theory.

After the birthday stream (ao3) - trashcanfromgallifrey

Summary: The events that may have occured after Dan's birthday charity stream;) Starts of with fluff but ends up in a steamy hot shower

Buffy Movie Nights are Life Changing (ao3) - angelbats

Summary: Things get steamy between Dan and Phil during their nighttime Buffy streaming session in 2010; featuring a confident yet bashful Phil and a shy Dan who learns how to drive Phil crazy.

disco stick (ao3) - possumdnp

Summary: “Let’s have some fun, this beat is sick,” Phil sings into the microphone connected to the Xbox. It’s slightly off-rhythm, and he grins and stares right at Dan as he continues onto the next lyric. “I want to take a ride on your disco stick.”

(A fic based on the moment from “What Dan and Phil Text Each Other 4” where DnP mention they’ve sung LoveGame countless times on an old karaoke video game.)

Help Taking it Off (ao3) - cats_with_no_tails

Summary: I don’t know if Dan helped Phil pick out the phlonde-launch outfit, but I certainly imagine he helped take it off.

—

Set the day of Phil’s blonde hair announcement - Dan comes home to him in that cunty little midriff and wants to devour him.

"I'm a big fan of tops" (ao3) - Scuddleduck

Summary: Set immediately after filming the keep or yeet Phil's closet video.

Dan gets hot and bothered after watching Phil take his clothes off over and over again.

just a little bit closer (ao3) - possumdnp

Summary: Dan and Phil have a deep conversation, leading to them trying something new together.

(Set during the week Dan spent up north at Phil's house in December 2009.)

Let Me Show You Everything I Know (Lapdance 101) (ao3) - Emejig16

Summary: Dan challenges Phil to a lapdance and things get a little bit more heated than anticipated.

Nights Like These (ao3) - Spring_Haze

Summary: Snuggling becomes sexual between two long-time lovers at bedtime.

one night stand (ao3) - dizzy

Summary: Dan meets a stranger in a bar during after one of his shows on the We're All Doomed tour.

Perfection (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: "I don't think you're ugly, Phil, not at all. Please... just let me show you how perfect you are." When Phil reveals to Dan his insecurities about his body during their first time together, Dan makes it his goal to prove to his boyfriend just how beautiful he really is.

Phil's ASs (ao3) - transdimensional_void

Summary: Dan can’t help but worship Phil’s perfect posterior

Precious Baby Angel (ao3) - toadsappho

Summary: Phil shows Dan his new t-shirt, but that's not the only surprise he has for him.

Sexual Fantasies (ao3) - CheekyLittleShipper_14

Summary: Hey was wondering if you are still taking prompts? And if you are I would love to see like maybe Dan left his sexual fantasies sweater laying around and Phil put it on for the funnsies and Dan catches him in the act and he thinks it's so cute/hot and they fuck while Phil's still wearing it?

true rat and relaxation time (ao3) - trashcanfromgallifrey

Summary: Two gays on holiday, inspired by their recent video.

Title based on a tweet from Dannyboi himself<3

Try New Things! (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Phil really wants to try bottoming for the first time, and Dan is fine with that.

you will be (the death of me) (ao3) - blossomsphan

Summary: “I wanna play the game, I want the friction

You will be the death of me”

- Muse (Time is Running Out)