#AND THEN THEY GIVE ME THIS KISS???? DAAAAMN

[itsallaboutbl]

WELL THAT'S WHAT I'M SAYING RIGHT NOW DAAAAAAAAMN

[lqfiles]

no dude bc… i didn’t see anything wrong with jaehyun announcing his surprise performance until after renjun said something… 🧍🏻‍♀️also the way haechan calls y/n sweetheart heh… hehehe like he’s such an asshole but he’s a hot asshole 😭😭

waittt what’s your mother tongueee? (and yes, Spanish is a bit hard but once you have a hang of it and practice, it’s easy. my non-spanish friends would have me teach them words in spanish, and they managed to learn surprisingly

but 9k words is crazy!! especially since it was my first time writing something that long (i was a wattpad writer first before coming here and i only wrote 1k chapters) and oh! a jaemin fic? 🤭 your brain just pops offffff

i managed to get one of my fics at 28k and omg i was going crazy, so good luck to you!! you’re gonna do so great i can’t wait for more of your works, you talented human being 🫶🏼

you’re so talented spare some talent bc the way you just… do everything, IM IN LOVEEEE lemme tuck your stories to bed, give them a nice warm cup of milk (and cookies) and just give em a kiss on the forehead

- 🫧

(cut bella’s nails today and when we finished, i tried taking a picture and she got mad at me 😔 she also ate a strawberry)

(yooo omg i forgot but ALSO dude… lemme tell you… there’s this woman that walks her dog to train him and im all for it like huge respect for her bc she’s done a good job from what ive seen, but she glares at me every time i pick up Bella bc bella doesn’t bark, she just stares until they make friends with her so i pick her up just to be respectful to the lady and her dog she’s training. but she glares at me every single time and i wanna compliment her dog but she scares me 😭)

haechan is so old man coded its quite endearing, i honestly wouldn’t have seen anything wrong with it either if it was a real tweet lmao. haechan is just a taunting little bastard.. but in an endearing way.

my mother tongue is a form of arabic but i never grew up in a country that speaks its so i’m not fluent in it at all 😓 i AM fluent in dutch tho :3 i feel like if i really committed to it, i would be able to get somewhat fluent at spanish in 2 months

SEEMS LIKE BEINF A WATTPAD WRITER WAS AN EXPERIENCE FOR EVERYONE LOLLL but yeah you truly don’t realise how much 9k is until you try to reread your work and you’re like “daaaamn i wrote a LOT.” the jaemin fic … god knows when that will get released, i’m kinda stuck on it now so we will see 😣 I CAN ONLY DREAM OF EVER REACHING 28K BRO how long does proofreading that even take?? because i know it takes me like 3 hours to finish a 20k plus fic.. YOURE AWESOME FR..

you’re so cute plsss i want to tuck YOU into bed and kiss your forehead.. will you let me?

that’s strange but maybe she is just wary of your dog, still that’s WEIRD like can’t we be welcoming? you’re both dog owners you should be bonding.. i think you should encourage bella to become friends with the dog so you have an excuse to compliment her dog, like give bella a liiiiitle push towards the dog and hope for the best lolll also her being mad at you made me chuckle, she behaves like a such a child 😭

[cookingforsatoru]

— Scenarios ⇄ Sanzu haruchiyo Warning: smut, cursing, drugs a/n: 1st Sanzu scenario I wrote, I hope this will turn out good :')

↪ High!Sanzu keeps himself high cause he said "it feels so much better when 'm fucking you when I'm high, baby"

↪ High!Sanzu can fuck you anywhere, anytime. especially when he's using drugs. even when you two are at the bar with Rindou and ran, he won't stop himself from fucking you. what Sanzu Haruchiyo wants, What Sanzu Haruchiyo gets.

↪ "tell them how good 'm fucking you right now, pretty"

↪ Sometimes when he's too high, too drunk, and with you. alone in a room he'd ask you "(name) why do you still love me at this point? can't you see I'm too much for you? why do you still love me?"

↪ High!Sanzu will buy you every sex toy he'd see, or even lingerie.

↪ High!Sanzu will never stop himself from fucking you all day, all night. he would never get tired of thrusting inside you. even when he cums inside you, he wouldn't care.

↪ High!Sanzu won't give you the aftercares you deserve, he won't hug you or kiss you. but he will eventually stop you from leaving the bed. he wants to be with your side, but he ain't gonna be sweet.

↪ High!Sanzu will Love Fucking you, he won't love You. but he loves fucking you. that's a great deal. you get spoiled with gifts, and he gets spoiled with your cunt.

-It's a win-win for both of you.

Taglist: @ashwasherelol @rindousfavoritewife @mrssano04 @kzuyii @dr4kenlvr @tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang​ @bontensbabygirl​ @wintercher03 @fueledbysano

[taterstories]

The Debt (part 4) written by tater

I have been at the retreat for 30 days, and tomorrow, I get released to go home to start working off my debt, and I get to see my beautiful Jeri. I was in my room at the retreat, and I hadn't had any clothes on since I was dropped off her. I have been wearing a hospital gown the whole time. I had several surgeries done, and I was pretty much healed up from them, and I have been on a mega dose of hormones. I have shoulder-length hair now, and I had a boob job giving me D cup tits and I had some work done on my face, making me look more feminine. Then, I also had a BBL to give me a butt and make me curvier. I am totally unrecognizable now that I didn't even recognize me. It was my last night, and I was ready to go home. The orderlies came in and brought a box and told me not to open it till tomorrow. I did the usual going through the motions, taking my pills and everything, and got to bed. In the morning, I get woken up by the orderlies bringing breakfast and telling me to open the box and get ready. My ride would be there in about an hour. I eat my breakfast bar and drink my coffee. I am curious to see what it is in that box. So, I walked over to the table where it had been since they dropped it off. I open the box and pull the things out, its clothing for me to wear. There is a cute little pair of thong panties with butterflies of them and a matching bra and a cute flowery sun dress, along with a pair of sandals with a two-inch heel. I put everything on, and as I am finishing up everything, Dr. Lovel came into the room with a small plastic box. She tells me I look great, and she is going to help me with my confidence, so I sit down in the chair, and she brushes my hair and puts some clips in it to keep it in place. Then she put some makeup on my face. A little cream and some blush with a little bit of eye liner, finishing with some lip gloss. She says, "Now you are perfect, and your ride is waiting in the front." I glance in the mirror to see the face of a beautiful young lady. I walked out of my room and went down the hall and through the magnetically locked doors that were now unlocked for me to walk out. I get to the lobby and see Donte standing there handsome at ever in his suite. He saw me and said, "Daaaamn girl, you are fine, you. I barely recognize you; they did a good job." I follow him out he opens the door for me and says, "Get in Brandy."

So, I guess that is my new name "Brandy". Donte looked at me a lot. I asked him where we were going, and he was taking me home so I could get some rest because I got to start working off my debt tomorrow. When I got home before going into my building, Donte gave me back my wallet and phone and keys. As I walked into the building, the security door man at my building just stared at me as I walked straight to the elevator, trying not to really be noticed. I get to the elevator and push the call button, and the door man runs up to me, saying, "Excuse me, miss, who are you here to see? I turn and look at him and show him my access card and say, "It's me, Brandon." He looked at me and looked at my card and just gave me an "ooooohhhh got it, have a good day." The elevator door opens, and I step in and scan my card and push my button for my penthouse. I get up to my apartment, and it feels so good to be home. I looked at my phone it was booted up by the time I got up there, and I checked emails and texts. But first things first, I sent Jeri a text telling her I am home. She responded really fast and asked if she could come see me, and I told her definitely yes, I would love to see her.

Not too long and Jeri came out of the elevator into my apartment I step into the foyer to great her. She shook her head and was in shock "Oh wow, you look amazing". Coming up to me and giving me a hug and a kiss. "I am sorry I feel like I got you into this situation, It's the same thing that has happened to me." I told her it is not her fault, and I am just going to accept it if we can still be together. She said, "Of course we can still be together, you are even more amazing as Brandy." Later in the day Jeri and I went out to the mall, and she helped me pick out my new wardrobe. We bought bras, panties, shirts pants, skirts, and some dresses. Then we hit the shoe store, and we bought flats and different heels and a pair of girlie sneakers. We had a wonderful day shopping and doing girly things together. When we went back to my house, we had a beautiful dinner and put together different outfits and she helped me with walking in heels and putting on makeup. Before we went to bed, I told Jeri I would love it if she would move into my apartment with me. She accepted and really liked the idea of it. We went to bed because Jeri told me that tomorrow is going to be an insane first day of working off debt for Donte. Tomorrow is Friday and I was going to spend the whole weekend working for Donte. Then on Monday I will be back to work and need to explain to my boss and my coworkers why the change and who I am now. 

Its Friday and we wake early with Jeri so she can get to the Java Lava for work. Not too long after my phone blows up with texts from Donte about what is going to happen today. He told me he will be here at 1pm to pick me up and then we will go from there to starting to work off debt. So, I did go to the Java Lava to get my coffee and then I was home getting ready to go. Promptly at 1pm the door man calls and says they are sending Donte up. Donte walked out of the elevator saying, "Alright, alright, alright let's see my new working girl." I walk out of my room into the living room in a short, cute sundress and a pair of high heels. I stand there for Donte to inspect me. He says, "You look great and are going to make me a lot of money, you will have your debt paid off in no time." I smile trying to look cute. Donte moves closer to me and looks me in the eyes making me a little nervous and scared. He puts his hands on my hip and says, "It's time for me to try out the product." And he started to touch my new boobs. "These are nice and perfect, and that ass looks great, now get on your knees Brandy." I was stunned, "Why"? he says again, "Get-on-your-knees-now". I start shaking and am so nervous and get down on my knees looking up at him. He unzips his pants and whips out a huge cock right in my face. He looks at me and puts his hand on the back of my head, "Now show me your skills". I look at the enormous cock that was starting to get harder and bigger. I start to kiss it, lick it, and take it in my mouth just the head. it was still getting bigger it had to be like 12 inches. I then took it into my throat. It was too big for my mouth, but I did my best to suck on it cupping his balls it was not long at all and he came with a massive load of spunk down my throat and all over my face and down my chest. He moans and breathes hard. when he was done, he looked down at me and said, "Good job Brandy good job, you will do well just do that every time, you will make a good little slut." I got myself cleaned up and we went down the elevator and got in Donte's car. 

A short drive away and we are at his warehouse venue the same one we were at for the Vagas party where I assumed all my debt. He took me in and put me in a private room locking me in. I was in there for about an hour till the door opened and there was Jeri. I was excited to see her and confused, "Why are you here what's going on." She looked at me and smiled and said, "Event thought I have worked off my debt I will come and work for Donte sometimes for extra money, because when you are not working off debt the money it's great." We walked out of the room, and she gave me the rundown of what was going to happen. We were to sit at the bar have drinks and just have a fun time till we were signaled by Donte or his one of his security guys. They would introduce us to a guy, and we were to take them provide them with company and take them to a private room give them a hand job or a blow job and move on. She also told me I am not to give up my ass to any of these men or let them see that I have a dick because other than that I am passable. We were there spending time together and one of Donte's men brought us dinner. Then at about 9 pm the music started, and people started showing up. This is a very upscale party with lots of people and a lot of single men. I went and sat by the bar like I was supposed to. Jeri was taking away right away then Donte walks over to me and say, "Hey Brandy this is Bob, and he would like your company." I said, "Hi Bob I'm Brandy would you like a drink or to dance". He already had a drink he was nervous and a weird slightly over height man. We went and sat on a couch for a while, and I giggled and teased him then he said he was ready to go in the back. So, I stand up and take his hand and lead him to the private room. I shut the door, and he sits on the couch I get on my knees in front of him and unzip his pants pulling out his dick. He was not big like 3 inches I felt bad for him. I started stroking his dick and cupping his balls. Then he told me to suck on it and so I did. It did not take long, and he came in my mouth it was not impressive at all. Then I got up and showed him out and I went back to the bar and waited on another. I did this about twenty more times tonight of guys of all different shapes and sizes and by the end of the night my mouth was so sore. When the party had ended Donte had his driver take me and Jeri home. 

The next day Jeri had to go work at the Java Lava and like always I went by and got my coffee. Later, Donte called me told me he has a single date for me to go on. Which should be easy only one guy compared to 20 plus in one night I could do this. He told me to be ready by 4 and that I was Jeri came and helped me get ready and do my makeup and gave me some pointers for a solo date since there is not going to be any loud music and I would have to have a straight conversation. So, I need to get my voice under control and keep it feminine. Promptly at 4 Donte's car arrived and told me to come down. I went down the elevator to the car. Jeri was going to hang out and get settled into my place before she officially moved in. When I got in the car, I thought Donte would be in there and he is not just his driver. The driver told me he would be there to drive us and for protection. We drove just outside of town to a hotel and picked up an excessively big black man. We had a little conversation on our way to a very elegant place. We had reservations and we sat and had a little bit of conversation as we ate fine and expensive food and wine. When we were done, we went out and got in the car the driver took us back to the hotel. I did get a chance to send a text to Jerri to ask what I should do because this guy wanted to fuck me. She texted me and told me if I thought I could fuck him without him noticing that I still have a dick and balls. When we arrive back at the Hotel we went up to the room and the driver followed and stayed outside the door. We started making out and he tried to make an advance on my groin, but I would not let him touch me. Then I unzipped his pants and pulled out his giant cock the biggest I have ever seen. This made me super nervous I got him hard, and I started to suck him, and he enjoyed it and told me he wanted to fuck me. Fear went through my whole body. I sucked him as long as I could. I then pulled a trick out of Jeri's play book she did this to me with we first did it. I stood up and turned around and pulled my thong to the side and attempted to have a seat on his huge cock. His cock is so big it is just tearing me a part and the pain was so intense, I barely get the tip in, and he full sends it as far as it would go in. I screamed in pain I tried to ride him and his huge cock I could not shake the pain. But with me being so tight for him he came very quickly. I pealed myself off his huge cock and I walked to the bathroom to clean up and I when I wiped my ass there is a tone of blood on the toilet paper. He destroyed me I got myself cleaned up and went back out to him thanked him and went to leave and he grabbed me and said, "But what if I want seconds, I should just take it." I tried to pull myself away and I called for the driver, and he rushed in and got me out. We rushed down to the car and he asked if I was ok. I let him know I am fine, and he told me he would take me home. We talked to Donte, and he said he would get extra from him and take care of him. When I got home, I was so happy to see Jerri and she helped me nurse my stretched and torn ass. 

The next day was Sunday and Donte let me take the day off and relax with Jerri. We stayed in bed and cuddled and loved on each other we gave each other blow jobs since my ass is still sore from my last date. Jerri did let me fuck her. It is different having sex with Jerri with me being a girl too I really did not feel masculine anymore, but I still loved having sex with her. Jeri completed me and made me feel so good all the time. We later in the day we went out and went shopping for work clothing and we had a nice dinner. I was just enjoying the company of being with Jerri. While we were at the mall, I had asked my friends that I had in the city before I moved there. They met us and at first my friends did not recognize me and after a little help they figured it out. They asked about my recent look and why and how it happen, and I just told them what really happened. They were shocked to hear it. I did introduce them to Jeri, and they love her and think she is good for me. Jeri and I had a fantastic day with friend and each other I am starting to love my new life. 

[saynomorefic]

Hi June! 💜 Thank you for the tag, and for making it into a Simon's month thing! What are your thoughts on 5, 10 and 27?

Hi W! 🥲 I hope you're well, tysm for the ask!!!

5. Best Personality Trait

I love his stubbornness. I know it's also a bit of an Achilles heel, but I believe it's what makes him not give up on people and see the best in them. He never compromises his own sense of right and wrong, even when everyone around him is telling him otherwise, that people aren't worth it, that he should give up. He's vocal about issues that are important to him. The downside is he has a weakness for maintaining that energy when it comes to protecting himself at the expener of others. It's so inspirational to me ❣️

10. Best moment on screen

Ohhh daaaamn. God that is so hard. I'm going to say his intimacy scenes, particularly in s1. Kind of a copout but it is so radical to watch him fall in love and receive it, whether in the form of kisses or pleasure. Not even because it's hot, but because queer POC deserve to be seen receiving these things, it should be normalized, and yet its quite vulnerable.

I also think the scene where he finally forgave Sara and hugged her sticks out. I don't love this answer lol

27. Their guilty pleasure

I think rest / laziness. I always think back to the night after he and Wille got together the first time, and how Simon was trying to convince Wille to skip school with him. Simon is so hardworking and driven that it makes his inner softy / lazy kitten who just wants to cuddle up and lay in bed all day, letting the world stop, as he should. Also junk food. After the infamous S3 lollipop I'm tempted to say candy now. (I also wrote a fic where Wille left him sweets in his pencil case so that checks out)

[mydysfunctionalvampirefamily]

We're starting with Britta? 👀 I have been primed to have high expectations.

Lmao I'm sorry but the classic bowl cut. 😂

Britta taking care of that guy is really sweet though.

Pendragon? Let's gooo! But also let me go hide.

Lmaooo Pendragon calling Britta out about mixed signals.

Good on you Britta for saying he's dangerous.

You gotta hand it to Pendragon, when he talks about the bloodhunt/diablerie like that it kind of makes sense.

Okay this was not the conversation I expected them to be having, but it's very good and interesting!

Yes Britta!!! Call. Him. Out. The armour taking, the sword tip, the threatening about the sun

"Is it that you don't know what you want, or are you afraid to say it?" daaaamn Roman, just cutting right through it huh.

👀👀👀👀👀👀

Lmaoooooo why would you mention that phone conversation again, Britta what are you doing???? Don't make me relive that I beg of you!

Aw Britta really explaining what happened that night. Good on her. She's such a wholesome little bean.

Okay Pendragon, my man, I'm sorry to tell you, but if you tell someone I will not give you that power over me, than they already have that power over you.

Come on Britta, we know you want to, al the cool kids are doing it. Just say yes.

Oh. My. God!! They fucking did it!!! They're kissing right there! Absolutely wild.

NOOOO Stop!!! I CAN'T!!!! Not her fucking dad walking in!!! Miles what are you doing??? Also Britta why did you not expect this, this is a public place!

"when you're done there, come find me and Eden" 😂😂😂 such an awkward dad thing to say. Oh god. Britta/Pendragon triggers so much of my social anxiety. 😂

He looks FLUSTERED?!?! Also wanting to leave adm to stay is very relatable pendragon. I don't blame you.

I'm sorry WHAT???? We go from I cannot even look at the phone I called you on to slipping underwear in his pocket within one night??? Britta really goes from 0 to 100 fast doesn't she.

Also this is all well and good, and let's face it a badass move, Britta. But now your win a dress without any underwear!!! Like what if you get in a fight or smth??? That must not be comfortable!

Miles not even asking if Britta wants to sing but basically just telling her he wants her to sing. A new song. Tonight.

Damn Rebecca can sing!!!

I'm sorry but I just keep thinking how she is singing for all these people without underwear on!!!

Oh god after all this the gangrel??? Or wait is this Xavier??? Yes oh thank god!

Did Wynn tell the rest she contacted Xavier? I think she did, right?

[aidenlyons]

Jake had to leave fairly early, and that afternoon Aiden invites Tony over. After she gets there, he immediately flops down on the couch again.

A: You didn't miss much at Prom. It was pretty lame. Somehow I got Prom King though. I'm so confused by that.

T: Soo... If it was lame, why are you acting like you danced all night?

Aiden blushes and clears his throat a little.

A: Jake and I, uh.. had our own party.

T: Hang on. Wait. Back up. So you and he..?

A: Yep. Not to kiss and tell, but we were up LATE.

T: Daaaamn. How're you feeling about that?

A: Mmm. I am sore in ways I didn't know I could be sore. I still want Jake to come back so I can climb him like a tree.

T: Hah! Well I guess now you have a lot more inspiration for your sketches.

A: Tony, you don't even know. Jake's always been hot. Like, WAY out of my league hot. But last night, he was.. something else. Sexy doesn't even cover it.

T: Damn. Who knew, he seems so wholesome. Because we're besties, I'm gonna ask. Were you safe?

A: Yes. Every time.

A: Subject change, before I embarrass myself. How was your night?

T: Ugh, lame. I did find this hot guy's Simstagram account. He posts pictures of him and his boyfriend. Why are gay guys so hot?

A: I have no answer for you. Most hot guys I know of are straight. I wanna see.

T: uhh.. look, see? They're both total beefcakes!

A: Uh. Wow. They just.. put that out there. If this is your type, I get why Jake's not your type.

T: What can I say? I like big and hairy. Give me a big ol' teddybear any day. And here, this guy!

Aiden only blushes. Damn.

T: So... I gotta ask. You and Jake are pretty serious. Are you both going to college?

A: Jake is. He's trying to get a football scholarship. Eh, but not me. I don't think it's my thing.

T: What are you two gonna do?

A: I don't know!

A: Jake is more of an in-the-moment kinda guy. I'm trying not to look too far ahead because I WILL freak out. I feel like I just found him though, I don't want to lose him. Maybe I'll try and find a place in Britechester?

T: Didn't you just move in here? You'd move again?

A: Yes! This place is nice, but it's... it's too much for me, I think. Too big, too fancy. I miss Jake's house. It was.. cozy. It felt like home.

T: But then you have his parents to deal with. You know, you could just take some art classes. You're good. You could.. branch out.

A: I don't know, I don't think I'm that good. I might die if my stuff was ever put on display.

Tony can think of quite a few people who would like Aiden's work. The internet exists afterall.

T: That's why you take classes! Maybe you'll find another style you like.

A: Maybe.

A: Oh! Btw, what are you doing for Winterfest? I have something for you, should I just bring it to school?

T: You.. you got me a present?

A: Well. Yeah. We're best friends, right?

T: Oh.. yes! I didn't get you anything.

A: You're my friend and you listen. That's all I need.

Tony is not always good with the touchy feeling and she half pouts, half grumbles at him.

T: You're such a sap, Aiden.

Aiden shrug, he knows that already. He steps in to hug Tony.

A: Yeah. Maybe. I've just been alone most of my life, Tony. I know how to appreciate friendship.

[smokersbaby]

I saw your Kiss Marry Kill post, so I was wondering what you will decide to do with these three characters and why. I'll make it somewhat difficult for you requesting Crocodile, Katakuri and Smoker 🌝✨

Fuck - Marry - Kill Daaaamn that's really difficult tbh 😭 Let's start by saying that I'd marry Smoker right away, that was the easy part of this game, and there's no need to explain why (perfect husband material right here, grumpy, rough and serious man outside but a softie inside who will protect you with his life). In addition, he's the only man that made me rethink having babies, I am quite a cynical person and I have never found a partner in real life that made me think "yeah I want to have children with this person". BUT if he was real I would give this man plenty of babies if he wanted to 😭 just the thought of it makes me melt (probably it's just my breeding kink kicking in lol). Then, I think I'd fuck Katakuri mostly because I do not want to kill him, he's too sweet and even though I know the size difference won't allow me to do most things with him (but I don't care, size kink is my thing too😙) there are plenty of other kinky things that could be done with a mochi man. Furthermore, I think he's a shy one and I'd love to see his flustered face as I am on top of him (yeah I love to imagine he's quite a submissive mochi man who loves his partner to be quite dominant). I'm sorry Sir Crocodile but I think that the worst option it's yours to take and I have to kill you. I couldn't kill Katakuri so here we are, even though I have to admit I'd have loved to fuck him too at least once. At the end of the day, Crocodile isn't my type though, I'm more into shy and reserved ones without this gigantic ego that Crocodile has. @kirara-loves-big-boys let me know what would have been your choice!

This game is so funny, feel free to ask!

[having-conniptions]

KinnPorsche ep 5 Rewatch Rambles:

"What happened to me?" "You were drugged. But they didn't do anything to you." YEAH BUT YOU DID KINN

"Why are they targeting me?" To hurt Kinn, next question

Detective Kim at work lol

Kinn: "As a boss I had to take care of him" Korn: "As a boss you didn't have to fuck him" (I know that's not what he said but it's what he meant)

That Tankhun and Kim interaction tho lmao

"Are you fucking dumb, bro?" xD I don't like Ken but I love Perth

Porsche is having flashbacks of Kinn's boobies. Same, girl.

And the not-very-subtle "playing with fire" metaphor? Nnnnnice.

I also didn't notice before that he was crying while he's having those flashbacks. Investing in full hd sure payed off

At least Pete is just as clueless as Porsche usually is

But back to those flashbacks, you can't tell me Porsche didn't feel violated. As much as I love the series and the ship I still can't accept what happened and that it's just brushed off after Kinn apologizes for "crossing a line" by which he just means losing professionalism by sleeping with one of his subordinates (which is already very questionable in and of itself)

GUYS!! COMMUNICATE! Kinn is sad bc Porsche has been acting distant so he gives him the cold shoulder and calls up one of his boys and then Porsche isn't too happy about that ugh what a mess

Hahahah Porsche's like "I can do that too" and tries to get with a girl

But how poetic is it that they both can't stop thinking about each other and end up not going through with it

Ayyyy Vegas is back 🖤🔥 tbh I was kinda rooting for him the first time around

Ok the VegasPorsche motorbike ride with Why Don't You Stay in the background is actually so cute

Even though Vegas' intentions were questionable at best, he did manage to take Porsche's mind off things and make him feel better. I feel like they could have been such great friends without the whole manipulation and boyfriend-snatching

Gahhh Vegas is so cute in this, really close to Bible just being himself

THE HUG Vegas is smiling even when Porsche can't see his face VEGAS JUST WANTS TO BE LOVED

"What took you so long?" Kinn calm down he's not your husband (yet)

"Are you saying that I've hurt you?" "And have you not?" TELL HIM PORSCHE

"I can do whatever I want" KINN WHY DO YOU ALWAYS SAY THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT YOU WANT TO SAY

*almost kisses Porsche* "Starting tomorrow, Ken will be my head bodyguard" KINN NO USE YOUR WORDS. THE CORRECT ONES.

KimChay being cute I can't I can't do this again I can't take this heartbreak again I just can't

Detective Kim analyzing whether Chay is lying about Porsche he is really in his own separate detective movie huh

Omg the pics in Porchay's phone are so wholesome, just Chay with his loved ones, food, and cats. In mine Kim would find the same mirror selfie from 10 slightly different angles or with slightly different poses and then the same thing but from the day before and maybe the occasional random pic of something interesting I saw

Chay winning Kim over with his cuteness and talent AWWWWW

Pete is so hilarious

And such a good friend aaaaaa I love him

Porsche having dinner with his friends is just so wholesome awwww (why did Kinn have to show up and make it awkward)

I know I'm sounding more and more anti Kinn but I swear I'm not

"It's kinda cool to have a henchman. But he seems dull" ahahahah I fucking can't

"I'm taking you home" I REFUSE TO INTERPRET THAT AS ANYTHING OTHER THAN DOMESTIC AS FUCK

This is kinda where Kinn finally starts showing a bit more of his dorky side that we love so much

"If I don't care about you, why am I sitting here then?" <3<3<3<3<3

Aaaaand the handcuffed arc begins 👀

Daaaamn Chan really got that guy with one clean shot

Handcuffed in the forest arc here we gooooo

[luckydragon10]

KinnPorsche Official Trailer Lines of Power

Just 8 days until KinnPorsche. For now, can I just...can I just break down some of the framing, lines of power, and use of space in the KinnPorche trailer scenes? Okay, great, don't mind if I do.

More Lines of Power: [Ep01]

UNF. Hello. Frames upon frames. All sorts of vertical harshness and hard lines, and the golden lights, the low camera angle, everything combining to make the scene look like a crown of power for our king in the center.

...I...excuse you for using the best camera angle ever. Now stop it. My heart can't handle lines this powerful.

Here we're seeing distortions and being thrown very off balance by the angle of the handrail, adding to the danger and threat. And funny enough, even though this shot is in slow motion, the angle of the handrail adds a sense of speed to the motion. Gorgeous. But stop it. Leave some talent for others, please.

Vertical lines combined with horizontal lines here. It is NOT a coincidence that Porsche is positioned directly between the edges of those two shelving units. Porsche is framed just as powerfully as Kinn, with his own crown of light even in this grittier, less golden setting.

The two main characters are set up as different but equal in their own ways.

I cannot emphasize enough how valuable I find it to frame these two up as being both incredibly strong individuals. Love. Love. Love.

Did you have to go this hard, Be On Cloud?

SCAAAALE. The high angle of the camera, the long table, the expansive view of the scene just screams "big." It opens the scale from previous scenes that were all pretty focused on something narrow/tight.

Excuse me, again with the vertical framing with those two thick black lines. Gives a feeling of rising power. Redonk.

Bam, change of tone, all horizontal lines. Did someone scout a location just for those horizontal window lines? I feel like they did, and it's driving me mad. Those window lines emphasize and echo the horizontal line the two leads are creating.

Bless drones. This. This damn scene with the expansive space, and yet these two leads are squished intimately close to one another. Look, I realize they're handcuffed, but still, exaggerating that proximity with the huge view is MWAH *chef kiss* perfect.

Plus...c'mon, that soft curved line of the road? Such a contrast to all those harsh verticals before. It's a softening, a bending, which is going to be necessary for the relationship to come together.

I repeat, did you have to go this hard, Be On Cloud? Leave me some of my sanity, for fuck's sake.

Another golden prince shot. Daaaamn, that lighting. No other comment, just thought it was interesting that Kinn and Kim both got golden highlights like this.

AGAIN, look at the use of space. The wide shot emphasizes their closeness and intimacy. Look at all that extra space they have, and yet they're pressed shoulder to shoulder. Plus they're so relaxed, Porsche laughing. THIS, this is gold. I can't wait for this scene. I want to know the context so damn badly.

No breakdown. I just love it. That's all. UPDATE: Breakdown for ep01.

[needs-to-stop-looking-at-valves]

...What about Felix and Pepa doing roleplay? Or using costumes like Pepa dressing up in a bunny suit for Felix or as a maid or something?

Okay so spoiler for what I decided to do here, because we have ART TO GO WITH IT! Everyone please give a huge thanks to @mswong for contributing to this idea! They haven't read it yet, so hopefully the writing is a pleasant surprise! With that, enjoy! (Two other pictures are after the cut, just thought this one would 'draw' you in ;))

Luisa had just started working at this specific club, and the whole family was very supportive of her. Hell, it was quickly turning into Félix's favorite place. The drinks were nice, the bar food was fatty and greasy and salty (like bar food should be), and he gets to check up on his precious sobrina. She was always 'the sensitive kid' growing up, so everyone was a bit protective of her, even though she could topple mountains with one hand. He got into a seat fairly easily, and took a look around.

This was usually a place for women to love women, but once a week they catered to men, and of course, the guys were total hounds. He remembered when he was like that.

"And what can I get you, niño bonito?"

"Oh I was waiting for my-Pepa?"

Holy shit. His wife was standing right there, dressed in their uniform. She rolled her eyes, a hand on her hip.

"Luisa had to step out for an emergency, so I stepped in for her. I'm lucky they had an outfit in my size."

Félix gave her a look over and whistled. Damn, that leather one piece hugged her frame, those cute bunny ears looked adorable on her head, and those fishnet stockings were just gonna be the death of him, blackness contrasting so nicely with her usually fair skin. He chuckled, making a rotating motion with his finger.

"Hold on, hold on. Twirl for me, let papi get a look at you~"

She tried to make it sound like she was complaining, but her slight smirk betrayed her. She did as he said, keeping it slow so he could take it all in. They even gave her a cotton tail to go on that ass he loved so much. It was like a bow on a present, and he was ready to tear into her.

"Daaaamn mami, who told you to look this good?"

She chuckled, lightly pushing his ever adoring face away from her. He swore her cheeks were just a touch misty.

"Callarse! I'm trying to work here. Now what do you want?"

"I want you to sit on my lap while you take my order."

"I'm not gonna do that."

Félix gestured to the other girls doing just that with other men, grinning smugly.

"Yeah you are. Come here, I know it's your favorite seat."

Pepa tried yet again to look disinterested, but she sat on his knee anyway, wrapping an arm around him to keep herself upright, while he had his hand on the small of her back.

"Alright, I'm here. Ugh, you're liking this."

"Course I am. This was such a nice surprise, seeing my wife look so damn good~...how many men have been looking at you tonight?"

She craned her neck back to allow him to have a few kisses, seeming to love the greedy eyes of others.

"So far? Ten. And you're making them all jealous."

He scanned the room, and sure enough, a number of eyes were on them. He knew why they were excited, the idea of a beautiful woman like her getting just an ounce of pleasure was like throwing fish into shark infested waters. They'd absolutely steal her from him if they could. He chuckled, giving her another kiss, then another, letting his lips trail down to her collarbone. Something about the atmosphere in here just made a man go absolutely nuts.

"Let them be jealous. They want you, but they can't have you, Señorita. You're mine."

She gave him that all too familiar look. Sometimes, when they both went out, they acted like they were strangers to each other, just to get into each other's pants. She LOVED that little game.

"So you say, hombre. But you don't even know my name."

"I'd like to. Here, I'll start. You can call me Papi~"

She laughed at that, lightly shoving his face away by pushing his shoulder.

"You talk too much, has anyone ever told you that?"

"I mean, my lips can do more things, if you're that tired of hearing my voice."

He tried to score himself a kiss, only to have it blocked by the menu she pulled up for him. Ah, she was never easy with him, he loved that in a woman.

"You could use your voice to get your drink. Make it quick."

"You rude to all the customers, or am I just special?"

That face she made meant he was serious. But he knew his wife hated working. He pretended to look confused at the menu, before she scoffed.

"What is it?"

"I have a few questions, about this here. Here, let me help you so you can see what I mean."

He gave her just a bit of a push, making her sit fully on his lap. It was a risky move, but worth it. Not just because he knew Pepa liked bold action, but because she could totally feel his boner as she practically sat on him. He heard that cute little squeak of hers upon realizing it, and he knew he had her. She held onto his thighs, and started to rub her little cotton tail ass against him, trying to be discreet with it.

"I can see why it'd be...hard, for you to understand. Which part confused you?"

He put his chin on her shoulder, acting as if he was just trying to read the menu now in her hands. He was fighting every urge not to buck against her, though he knew even just humping her clothed ass would be enough for him.

"Well you see, I was looking for something specific. Something...sweet. I love sweet things I can just...sink my teeth into."

He kissed at her shoulder, once, twice, and by the third kiss, he used just a slight scraping of his teeth, and that made the poor thing bite her bottom lip.

"Mmm, I like sweet things too. I've always been a fan of chocolate. And lots of it."

He was going to mourn the loss of stimulation when she got up a bit, only to try to cover his mouth in surprise as she un did the botton on his pants. She pulled out his cock, and sat back down, tightening her perfect legs around it. She rubbed her legs together, slowly, sliding her warmth together and smothering his poor cock. Holy shit, she was giving him a thigh job, right here, where anyone could possibly see. He should tell her to stop, but it felt too good for him to see common sense.

"Fucking shit- you're killing Papi here. Please, tell me your name, I want to moan it for you."

She seemed to think about it, before reaching behind her to gently stroke his chin, like he was a dog. She always did that when she was contemplating whether or not she should give him something he clearly wanted.

"Mmm...you go first. I'll see if you're worth my time."

"Señorita, I'm more than worth your time,"

He grabbed the end of her braid, and gave it a sharp tug, making her yelp in delight, before covering her mouth. Oh the mist on her poor cheeks. She could never keep quiet when you pulled that long, pretty hair of hers. He kissed her shoulder again, as if begging for forgiveness.

"But you don't seem like the type of lady who likes to lose, so I'll tell you anyway. I'm Félix."

He didn't know if she clenched her legs tighter to smother his poor cock, or to try to not feel aroused by him. Either way, he was throbbing at this point. The possibility of getting caught, his wife playing a silly little game, and these stupid fucking stockings on those gorgeous legs. Seriously, prettiest legs in the entire Encanto.

"Hmm. Félix~"

She moaned his name for him, and you swore you've never heard a sweeter sound. He nodded, taking her hand to kiss the back of it. Just because he wanted to cum all over her, didn't mean he could forget his manners.

"Si. And that name sounds SO sweet from your pretty lips. I can show you what yours sounds like, if you tell me."

Just because she already won, didn’t mean she'd be so kind. She'd continue to sit there, letting him swear under his breath as those thighs continued to move just right. He bet those stockings would look so good, covered in his cum.

"Well, Félix,"

He watched her in almost fascination as she spit on the cock between her legs, and rubbed it into him, fingers firm against his tip. It took everything in him NOT to thank her and beg her to keep going.

"I'm Pepa. It's nice to meet you."

"Mierda, Pepa,"

He said her name in the most desperate way he could, enough to grant him just a quick glance from those pretty eyes.

"It's SO nice to know the name of such a pretty woman."

He wanted to resist, but was unable. He reached between them, and grabbed her ass. He swore he heard a bolt of thunder somewhere upon her jumping in surprise. He shouldn't expect anything less, Pepa LOVED his hands on her pretty little ass.

"Say, Félix, you need to...use the bathroom, right?"

"...Pepa I'll try a lot of things but piss isn't one of them."

"No, tonto,"

She used her lips to gesture to the bathroom, and it clicked.

"I MEAN, you need me to show you to the bathrooms, right?"

He nodded quickly, immediately interested in the idea of getting some one on one time with the sexiest waitress he's ever seen. Pepa got off of his lap, and led him there by his hand. He tried to put himself away, but Pepa barked at him to leave it. Here he was, being led to the bathroom, dick hanging out. Someone could notice so fucking easily, and his wife would have no shame if he got caught. And god was it sexy. They made it to the bathroom, and as soon as they locked it, he wrapped his arms around Pepa, and pulled her into a kiss.

A kiss that was full of heated breath, of lipgloss that tasted so sweet against his tongue.

"S-should we get a stall?"

"Fuck the stall, I'm taking you here."

She yelped in surprise when he turned her around, and bent her over the sink. He parted the part of the outfit that covered her crotch, and she gasped as he accidentally ripped the fishnets in an effort to feel them further.

"You IDIOT! You ripped my-"

"I'm gonna rip that fucking pussy if you don't start being sweet to me, Pepa."

He was already fucking hard, she was already soaked and bent over. He could finger her, be nice to that pussy, but his cock was taking over, and it decided no more waiting. He squeezed her hips, and slid himself inside of her. He watched her expression in the mirror, and it was like a switch had been flipped inside of her. Suddenly she wasn't so nasty, and met his eyes with a pleading look. One a man just couldn't say no to.

"Félix, por favor, dámelo."

"You want it, Pepi? You got it."

He didn't hold back. He held onto her wrists, her skin warm and the sink cold, even within the quickly steaming room. She was helpless under him, face red, eyes lost in a haze. The empty bathroom made the sound of his thrusts so loud, and he knew she loved it, he could hear the whimpering leave her pretty lips.

"This b-better not be how you tip other waitresses."

He swore she melted as he leaned over her, putting his weight on top of her. She always did like how heavyset he was, it made her feel dominated over, and he wasn't gonna lie and say that totally didn't give him a big head.

"Just the one's that have the most perfect pussy. Just the one's that take me as well as you do. Dios, you're such a tight little bunny, aren't you?"

She didn’t want to like this, because she found this humiliating, but she was adoring it. He could feel it from how weak she was in his arms.

"Eres un pervertido!"

"Oh I'm the pervert? Says the girl who begs when I do this."

He let go of one of her hands, and brought an open palm to her ass. Nothing made a bad girl behave, quite like a good, firm spanking. The sound was so loud in the room, and it unraveled her. She cried out after each one, begging for more and more, till her ass was raw and red with his hand print. It wasn't just her ass that was blissfully suffering. It was her ever sopping wet pussy staining the floor, weak from being stretched by him. Sweat made little strands of hair cling to her pretty face, and she was drooling into the sink in front of her.

"P-please, more, PLEASE!"

"You want it all, don't you? You want Papi to breed that little bunny pussy?"

She nodded eagerly, and Félix's hand moved from her ass, to roughly cupping one of her breasts, before shoving two of his fingers in her pretty little mouth. He could feel her little tongue trying to taste him, her little lips trying to suck on them. How cute. Félix bucked into her, each thrust forcing drops to add to the pile on the floor.

"Shhh. Ya, it's okay. Papi is gonna breed that pussy, and give you so many little bunnies. Keep your eyes open. I want you to see the second I fucking cum inside of you."

He didn't know why, but he was absolutely OBSESSED with this bunny thing. Just the way it hugged her body, the way the ears flopped as she got fucked, the way he could see her cute little cotton tail above the ass he was fucking. Even the way he sank his teeth into the stupid fur in a moment of impulse drove him absolutely crazy. Such a helpless, sweet little bunny, all for him. He came in an instant, practically hissing as his cum poured into her.

It was precious, watching her watch herself get the load she oh so deserved. She loved it, he could tell from the way her pretty eyelids fluttered. But they weren't done. She still had to cum. She was close, on the very brink. So he pulled himself out, let go of her other hand, and stuffed two fingers into her pussy. His cum was still hot inside of her, and the mixture of both of their fluids trickled down his hand.

"Come on. Be a pretty bunny and cum for me. You feel all that cum inside of you, can you imagine all the bunnies you'll have? I'll even give you more if you want. You just,"

His fingers were making her practically scream against the fingers already in her mouth. She was so close, she was practically crying for it.

"Need to cum. Show me you want it. Come on, you hear me fucking that pussy with my fingers. Give it to me. Now."

The sound was fast, loud, wet, only coming to a stop when she finally DID cum. Her cry was muffled against his fingers, but he could see it-he hit just the right spot. And he didn't stop, not until that whimper of overstimulation hit his ears. He pulled all of his fingers away, finally letting the poor thing breathe. She was a mess; still bent over the sink, stockings torn and pussy still leaking with cum, and her face was covered with drool, ruined makeup from her tears. She was a dream. She met his eyes through the mirror, legs a bit too shakey to turn around.

"I...I should take this outfit home."

"You absolutely should. Assume you aren't fired after this."

"Oh Dios-how long have we been in here?"

"About twenty minutes."

They both jumped as some woman came out of one of the stalls, a bit sheepishly. An employee, given her similar attire. Damn women made the bunny thing look good.

"Sorry I uh. Didn't wanna make things awkward. Can I just wash my hands now?"

Félix tried to cover his wife with his frame as he gestured to the other sink. There was an uncomfortable moment where she washed her hands, before she leaned over to look at Pepa.

"You guys an official thing, or is he available?"

"Married, actually."

"Well shoot, I need me a man that can last that fucking long. And don't worry, I won't tell Luisa."

She walked out without too much fanfare, and Félix grinned at her.

"Did I just get hit on by another bunny-"

"That's it, I'm banning you from here."

[morsartis]

The Bets Are On

You didn't always get dragged along on tours with Marvus, preferring to stay away from the sheer chaos of the limelight. It wasn't that you hated it but you certainly weren't a big fan of having Marvus within reach and yet still not being able to see him. The packed schedule that came with his tours were a drag and you weren't even bound by them. But Ourani and Revell had both asked you to be there, it was important that Marvus and his band were seen in a positive light while on an Earth bound tour. A surprising side effect of the current alliance between the two was the fact bands were allowed to perform on both planets for the first time. It was an opportunity that no one in the entertainment industry could pass up on- not even Marvus. Which was why you were there- they were trying to involve as many humans as possible as a show of good faith. Revell had been the most excited about it as the band's human sensitivity trainer. The fact he wasn't even human in the first place was both amusing and a glaring sign of Alternia's many problems. It'd be insulting if Revell wasn't so serious about his job, often consulting as many humans as he possibly could over the most minute detail and advocating for an actual human to do the training instead of himself. Unfortunately his hands were tied on that front.

Lost in your own thoughts you nearly fell off the chair you were sitting in when Ourani slammed the door to the break room open looking frazzled. His usually slightly wrinkled but tidy clothes were a wreck- tie askew and shirt buttoned wrong with his hair sticking up at odd angles. He looked like he'd survived a mob. "Thaaaat's it! I caaaan't do this aaaanymore! Maaaarvus is driving me to drink!" He shrieked the second the door swung closed behind him. You winced slightly and gave him a sympathetic smile.

"How I've laaaasted this long is aaaa daaaamn mystery!" He continued tossing his clipboard onto the table. You could only imagine what he'd been having to deal with.

"What did he do this time?"

"Whaaaat did he do this time? This time? Its less whaaaat he’s done aaaand more whaaaat he’s going to do! He purposely faaaailed every single humaaaan sensitivity course he waaaas instructed to taaaake! Do you haaaave aaaany ideaaaa how haaaard it waaaas to even get him to those courses? Its like trying to herd feraaaal purr-beaaaasts!” He all but wailed sinking down into the chair opposite from you. It creaked under his weight- built more for humans than adult trolls- and you feared it might collapse under the poor rust blood. The last thing he needed to happen when he was already this close to a break down.

“I know I talk a lot of shit about Marvus but he can’t be that bad.”

Those were clearly the wrong words to say to Marvus’ top personal assistant as Ourani looked at you with an expression bordering on murderous and manic.

“Oh, you think so huh? You think you caaaan haaaandle being Maaaarvus’ Personaaaal Aaaasistaaaant? You think you can do better thaaaan I caaaan? Fine! Why don’t you do my job todaaaay then? He’s got aaaa full schedule aaaand haaaas aaaalreaaaady shown signs of trying to blow it aaaall off!”

“Uh-,”

“Even better ideaaaa! We’ll maaaake aaaa bet out of it. If you caaaan get Maaaarvus to staaaay on traaaack I’ll paaaay some of thaaaat debt you owe to Gorjek.”

“Wh-,”

“Aaaand if you lose? I’ll finaaaally quit!” He was grinning wildly now, eyes bright with glee at the thought of quitting.

“How about if I win you just schedule Marvus a little down time?” You offered instead. Trying to hopefully keep him from losing it further.

“Fine.” He replied looking slightly less like he might jump over the table and throttle you or the next person to walk into the break room. With a more steadying breath Ourani extended his hand to shake on the bet and you gladly took it. Anything to keep him from going full American Psycho on everyone there. You both nearly lept out of your skins when his phone went off to let him know his short break was over. "How about that bet starts now and you go home to get some actual sleep?" You offered, Ourani nodded vigorously to that already shoving his clipboard into your hands. He couldn't seem to get out of there fast enough it seemed. You hoped he'd get some actual rest, the poor guy was one of the most overworked people on the job. Glancing down at the clipboard you winced. Ourani really wasn’t kidding when he said Marvus had a full schedule, looks like you could kiss any other plans you had today goodbye. Straightening out your clothes you went to go find Marvus- wherever he could have gotten. Most likely he wouldn’t be trying to hide from you. He’d be expecting Ourani to be the one trying to hunt him down.

You’d been wandering for five minutes when you finally found him. He was actually where he was supposed to be- chatting with his bandmates who immediately perked up to see you.

“Oh shit! Look who it is.”

“Hey guys, mind if I steal Marvus away for a second?” You asked cheerfully. His bandmates had a soft spot for you and it was easy to get them to agree. Their soft spot would make this bet a little easier to win, hopefully.

“Whatchu need babes?” Marvus asked once the two of you had gotten far enough away. You smiled up at him warmly. "Well, first off-," You grabbed the sides of his purple jacket to pull him down closer to your height, "I'd like a kiss." "Shit babe, all you had ta do was ask." He grinned leaning into you. His arm carefully wrapped around your waist as he tilted your chin up to get better access. You huffed a small laugh as he gave your lip a small nip before kissing you. Letting your eyes close for a brief moment to fully enjoy the kiss you cupped his jaw with your hands before regretfully having to pull back- Marvus attempting to follow you. "Secondly," You murmured interrupted by another brief kiss, "You have a meeting in two minutes." "What." You grinned at his flat off guard tone. Not being able to help yourself as you giggled. "I have your entire schedule for the day." "No."

"Mm, yes."

"Babe-,"

"You also have a meeting with Revell to talk about those courses you flunked out of."

"How-,"

"Ourani went home for the day, I'm gonna be your PA so he can actually get some sleep."

"Oh?"

"Don't get any ideas." You interrupted already knowing where his mind was going, "I'm going to make sure you get through your entire schedule whether you like it or not."

"C'mon, just give me an hour." "I might consider it-," He grinned, "After we get through your schedule."

Marvus pouted.

“Work Marvus. Focus on work.”

“Aww, but you be lookin’ so cute when you take charge.”

“And you’ll be a lot more appealing when you actually do your job.”

“Damn.” He muttered under his breath already standing back up to his full height. “Alright baby, guess we cans go to this meeting.”

It looked, at least for the moment, you might actually win this bet.

Then again, you had yet to get him to go to his meeting with Revell. For some reason those two couldn’t stand each other- you’d zoned out briefly during one of his rants only catching something vague about their ancestors that only confused you more. Revell was actually a kind troll though his threshold for what he dubbed ‘highblood nonsense’ was practically nonexistent. He seemed rather fascinated by human culture, often asking you questions on things he didn’t quite understand- some of his questions not even you could answer with any degree of accuracy. But, Marvus and him were known for their fights. Not even in the pitch leaning way either. You had yet to witness their fights but Ourani had talked about them looking pale and shaky- considering the fact that he’d been witness to the usual Alternian concert slaughter fests that happened with Marvus you had to admit you were afraid to see what could shake him like that. If Marvus' PR team was surprised to see him actually at the meeting they didn't say, though they seemed happy to see you with him. Taking your seat next to Marvus you glanced down at the schedule again. He had this meeting, his meeting with Revel, an autograph signing, and then a meeting with a lesser known human band you hadn't even heard of. Knowing Marvus all of these would be a few hours each.

“You bein’ awfully quiet over there.” Marvus murmured to you while his PR team bickered. You glanced up from the clipboard you’d been staring a hole through to give him a flat look. Better to not put him on edge.

“Just trying to figure out how to get you from point A to point B.”

“C’mon baby I ain’t that bad.”

“Ourani would beg to differ.”

“Then he can fuckin’ beg.”

You smacked his arm earning a small chuckle as he turned back to the meeting.

This was going to be a very long day.

[justcallmenikki7]

BTS Reaction To: Your Son Telling Them That A Newbie Is Flirting with You

Mafia!Au Hyung Line

Summary: having a child is a blessing, especially when it comes to someone flirting with you and them telling your husband, something that your husband loves.

Warnings: mafia au, mentions of assault, sadistic hoseok, fluff, protective bts, yoongi being insecure, angst.

Request: Hi ! Is your request open ? If it is open can I ask a bts mafia reaction of the boys children telling them that a newbie in their gang is flirting w their s/o and they confront the newbie ..? Angst w fluff !! By the way I really loooooooove your writings !! I look forward to your updates everytime !!

W.C.: 1.9k

Notes: I had to make this into two separate posts since it was becoming too long! Hopefully sometime this week I can get the maknae lines up! Plus, I got carried away with Hoseok’s because daaaamn, he is such a sin.

Maknae Line’s Part

Jin:

Breathing heavily, Jin pushed the metal bar up, trying to control the shakiness in his arms.

“Come on, Hyung!” Jungkook, Seokjin’s motivator when working out, “You got this!”

Feeling his arms about to give out, he quickly sat the weight down on the holder, releasing a quick breath. “I think we went too fast on upping the weight.” Seokjin spoke honestly, the new weight being a big challenge for him. Even though he did not need to add muscle, Seokjin wanted to gain some more since he saw that he was losing some from not working out and being out in the field as much ever since he had Braxton with you.

“Probably, but we need to get you back in shape since there has been threats coming from our oh dearest, rival once again. We can’t have an old man running our gang,” Jungkook teased, but also being serious at the same time.

Being out of shape during a time of possible war is a no-go.

“Papa!” Braxton yelled, gaining the two’s attention.

Smiling brightly, Seokjin hopped off of the bench to catch his son in his arms. “Hey buddy, what are you doing out of bed. Aren’t you supposed to be napping?” Seokjin questioned, holding his five-year-old son in his arms.

“Yes! But! Remember Jay-Jay?” Braxton asked, referring to the newbie.

Furrowing his eyebrows together, “yes, why? Is he doing something wrong?”

“No! I mean, yes. He’s getting close to mommy…” He trailed off, remembering how close the newbie was getting to his mom.

It was like he became a whole new person. Standing up straight, shoulders pushed back, Seokjin handed Braxton to a shocked Jungkook before walking away. It did not take Seokjin long to locate you, knowing that in the afternoon you liked baking. Seeing that Jackson, the newbie keeping you company by being just a little too close – Seokjin could sense that you were not comfortable with the closeness, he cleared his throat. Jackson jumped from the new visitor, and you dropped your tense shoulders, the knowledge of your husband here to rescue you.

“I am going to give you three seconds to explain why you are bothering my wife, or else I’ll shoot you right on the spot.”

Jackson did not waste a single second to start explaining himself, causing Seokjin to smirk. The one thing he could think about awesome it is to have a son that will be a little spy for him.

Yoongi:

“Papa?” A tiny voice called out, scaring Yoongi from his work.

Looking up, he was met with his daughter who was dressed in her night gown, hair tangled up from sleep and eyes barely opened. In her arms, she was holding her teddy bear close to her chest.

“Baby, what are you doing up?” Yoongi cooed, pushing his chair back so he could get up and pick his daughter up.

“I had nightmare,” Chloe spoke, voice still croaky with sleep. “Tyler took mommy away from you.”

The information shocked Yoongi, both primal and worry taking over his body. Primal since you are his and he is yours, the ring on your finger making it a clear picture. But also, the love you two have for one another. Worry being that his insecurities are taking over, insecurities that he has had since you two got together at seventeen years old. The thought of someone taking you and being better for you always has haunted him, even with your constant kisses, reassurances, and reminders on how much you love him, he still feels insecure.

Clearing his throat, trying to stay composed in front his daughter being hard. “Why would you say that sweetie? Mommy will never leave us.”

“Well, Tyler is always talking and being kind to mommy, and he sometimes touches her like you do…” Hearing that someone is trying to woo you in has Yoongi’s blood boiling. Taking a deep breath, “but Mommy always says ‘Stob it!’ and he does, but he doesn’t for long cause he’ll continue doing it again. And I can tell mommy doesn’t wike it.”

Knowing that you are standing your ground has Yoongi feeling relief flowing through his body. It is not that he does not trust you, he trusts you with his life, it is just the insecurities talking and he is trying to push those away. “Well, baby, how about I go talk to mommy. You need to get back to bed, okay?”

“Mommy isn’t leaving us, right? Cause I don’t like Tyler.”

“Mommy isn’t going anywhere okay? I promise.”

After Yoongi put Chloe back to bed, he made his way to your guys shared bedroom. Cuddling up to you, Yoongi kissed the top of you head, his heart fluttering when he felt you cuddle back into him, sleepily placing a kiss on Yoongi’s chest.

“I love you,” you promised, sleep evident in your voice.

Smiling to himself, Yoongi knew that he has nothing to worry about. “I love you too.”

But the one who should be worrying is Tyler, when he wakes up chained to the chair that was placed in the middle of the dungeon that Yoongi has built underneath the headquarters.

Hoseok:

The scary thing about Hosoek, besides him being the most feared mafia bosses in the world, is when he relaxed. Not the relaxed that most people think – the relax where they are sizzling on the inside but is calm on the outside.

You have never witnessed this because Hoseok does not want you apart of the gang life, but the ones who dared to go against him see it. Some may call him sadistic, but Hoseok sees it as making a point. That point being to not go against him.

So, when Max, yours and Hoseok’s son came crying to Hoseok, Hoseok was automatically thinking of ways to eliminate the cause of his sons crying. Once Max had calmed down, he spoke about how he did not like the newbie, Mason, because he was making you upset and uncomfortable to the point where you threatened to call Hoseok.

Besides the ways Hoseok was wanting to murder Mason, the one thought bugged him – why did you not call him or tell him? Deciding to do that later, Hoseok comforted Max, taking him to his playroom, encouraging him to get Monopoly set up so he and Max could play in a little bit. Shutting the door, Hoseok began to make his way to the living room. The sight in front of him had his blood boiling.

There you were, pressed against the wall, voice pleading for Mason to stop bothering you, only for Mason to ignore your pleas. Walking up behind him, Hoseok grabbed Mason’s hair, pulling him off of you aggressively, earning a scream from said man. Pulling out his gun, he shoved it into Mason’s mouth, a sadistic grin on his face.

“My, my, you really asked for a death wish, didn’t you?” Hoseok tsked, enjoying the fear that was evident in the newbie’s eyes. Turning around, he saw your tear stained face, a sight that pushed Hoseok over the edge. Turning back to Mason, Hoseok spoke deadly. “You made her cry and assaulted her. I promise you; you will never see daylight ever again.” Wanting to comfort you before he goes and gets rid of the scum, Hoseok pulled you into his arms, consoling you. “I promise you, he will never mess with you again, my love.”

Feeling comforted by that knowledge, you pressed a kiss to your husbands’ chest, your silent way of thanking him. “Where’s Max?” You asked, knowing that Hoseok will be busy for a while.

“In his playroom, tell him that Daddy will be just a little bit before we play Monopoly, okay? I’ll be done soon.”

Nodding your head, you gave Hoseok a kiss before taking your bag and making your way to Max. Once you were gone, Hoseok turned towards Mason, a deadly grin on his face. “So, where were we?”

 Namjoon:

There are rules in the gang that Namjoon has placed:

One of them being to not go against him.

The second one being to respect you, his wife. With that rule comes with some extra bullet points: the main being to not flirt with you.

Obviously, everyone knows that, and the extra bullet points when it comes to you. Truthfully everyone likes you because you are kind, considerate, a good leader, and all together, very likeable. Everyone views you as a second leader, something that makes Namjoon proud because he sees you as a leader, his Queen. You word is law. Namjoon will bow to only you and no one else. He loves how everyone adores you, but the newbie adores you just a bit too much.

And that does not slide with Namjoon.

“A-And then he called Mommy bootiful!!” Chase, yours and Namjoon’s son explained, hands flying in the air as he does so. Taehyung tried to hide his laughter by coughing, finding the situation both innocent and amusing. “Only daddy can call mommy that! Not him!”

“Yeah!” Jungkook agreed, earning a smack on the head from Yoongi and a approved nod from Chase.

Ignoring Jungkook, Namjoon looked down at Chase with a serious look. “What else did Michael do?”

Face morphed into a thinking one, Chase tried to remember if there was anything else that he was leaving out. Coming to the conclusion that nothing else happened, besides his mommy getting a compliment from someone that he does not know, he shook his head. “No, only him calling mommy bootiful.”

“Okay buddy, thank you for telling me. How about Taehyung and Jungkook take you to get ice cream while I go talk to Michael, okay buddy?”

“Okay daddy!” Chase yelled excitedly, bouncing over to the two maknaes.

Namjoon gave Yoongi a serious nod, silently speaking about finding Michael. Namjoon did not plan on hurting Michael, hurting someone because they called you beautiful was ridiculous. But, he wanted to intimidate the newbie just for fun. When both Namjoon and Yoongi found the newbie training with Seokjin in the computer lab, Namjoon made eye contact with Seokjin, giving him a knowing look. Stepping aside, Seokjin made room so Namjoon could sit beside the newbie, while Yoongi stood behind him and Seokjin next to him. The newbie jumped when he found Namjoon sitting beside him.

“Oh, hello sir.” Michael stuttered out, bowing to his boss politely, doing the same with Yoongi.

“So,” Namjoon started off calmly, “I heard from a few people that you were flirting with my wife earlier. Care to explain?” Namjoon tried to keep himself from laughing at the pale look the newbie gave him.

“U-Uh, I only called her beautiful because she looked, she always looks beautiful! B-But, I promise that I won’t ever speak to her again if that’ll make you happy!” Michael was tripping over his words, trying to reply each second in his mind from when he interacted with you ever.

Breaking the seriousness in the room, Seokjin began to laugh from how scared Michael was. Rolling his eyes, a smirk appeared on Namjoon’s lips. “I’m just playing with you. Y/N is indeed very beautiful.” Namjoon hummed truthfully, a small smile taking over the smirk on his face, the thought of you having butterflies erupt in his stomach. Clearing his throat, he looked Michael dead in the eyes, “But, if I ever find out that your thoughts become actions, I will not hesitate to put a bullet through your head, got it?”

[msookyspooky]

Someone need to say something about Billy's hair... if he's gonna stay at our house we gonna give him a tour of our hair product:

"Look William! Conditioner! WoOoOoow, wanna try it?"

Stu on the other hand... *chef's kiss* this man have style, he know what he's doing. His style is immaculate and it's... just... HOW HE CAN LOOK GOOD IN EVERY COLOR HAIR!? Daaaamn. Even with piercings (I'm the anon who fainted while the friend got her piercing) I will 100% fuck him. While on other people piercings kinda turn me off/gross me out, Stu with piercings is 💯

Omg I wanna go shopping with him...maybe he can help me having a fashion style cause' I don't what I'm doing with my wardrobe :(

Billy us hot with his greasy messy hair but I know it feels either crunchy from jell or like I just dipped my hand in oil 😬😬😬

Oh yeah Stu has style. He did in Scream 1 and I know he would have continued in every other movie if he lived 💯

[itsthemysterykids]

Can their date be like the "lady and the tramp" scene where they share their food together and at the end of the date it will be" The Aristocats" scene where Thomas O'malley and Duchess were looking at the moonlight sky.

Devon waiting outside the shack wearing his voice box around his neck while holding a bouquet of Carnation.

Voice box collar

The outfit

Devon: *Sees Wybie’s outfit* Daaaamn.

Raz: Dude, you’re simping already. Dial it back.

Devon: Shit. Thanks, Raz.

Mabel: Don’t worry. We’ll be helping you guys out.

Devon: What?

Mabel: Oh, nothing.

*Later, at a nice restaurant*

Devon: So, how’d you become the mom friend?

Wybie: I’m the oldest, they’re always starting fires or trying to kill each other, and I’m the only one who knows how to cook. So, I took up the role.

Waiter: Here’s your dinner. *Sets down a plate of spaghetti*

Wybie: Uh, we didn’t order this.

Devon: *Remember’s Mabel’s words* ‘Shit.’ *Sees Lili and Raz sitting at a table across the room giving him a thumbs up* ‘Oh, they wouldn’t.’

Wybie: Well, this is fine.

Lili: *Using her telekinesis* Alright, just gotta maneuver… Got it.

Raz: Aw! They’re gonna Lady and Tramp… Who’s Lady?

Lili: Uh… We’ll figure it out later, they’re gonna kiss. Get your phone out.

Wybie/Devon: *They kiss; start blushing* Oh my God/I did not plan that/I’m sorry/No, my fault

Lili: Nice.

*After their date*

Wybie: Thanks, I had a nice night.

Devon: Me too…

*They slowly lean in, their lips puckered when…*

Dipper: *Though a megaphone* Lips away! Stay ten feet apart!

Norman I see those hands, mister! At your sides!

Devon: Yes sir!

Wybie: Damn! What are you two doing up late?!

Norman: When you’re not home, we do as we please.

[norarigby]

Nights

Pairing: StreetRacer!Hawks x fem!reader

Warnings: a bit of suggestive content (17+)

Word count: ~1.3k

A/n: Whew, got carried away with this one. But I’m kind of in love with this AU. Also, I listened to Shut Up and Drive by Rihanna and Everybody Loves Me by OneRepublic while writing this. Could be interesting to listen while reading? Anyway, enjoy!

Saturdays.

Saturdays were your favorite.

It started back in your junior year of high school. Your now ex-boyfriend was a street racer by night and begged you for weeks and weeks to come to a race with him. You honestly didn’t see the appeal, especially since he drove a Kia Forte—a nice car, but not really “street racing” material. Eventually, you gave in and promised one race.

Boy, did you regret not going with him sooner.

Because when he pulled up with his Subaru Impreza decked with a holographic wrap, LEDs, and a 300hp engine, you knew he meant business.

Even after you broke it off with him, you still had pretty good ties in that community. So, every Saturday night continued to be racing night. You definitely didn’t participate, but every once in a while, you’d sweet talk some racer in letting you sit shotgun with them. The thrill and danger of the ride always enticed you and you couldn’t get enough of it.

Even more rare would be the nights you got to play flag girl. It wasn’t your favorite, but after a lot of convincing and a couple shots, you would eventually give in.

It looked like tonight was going to be one of those nights.

“Come onnnn, y/n!” Mimiko whined as she pulled on your arm, “It’ll be funnnn! And you know the boys loooove it when you do it!”

You and Mimiko had agreed to go out for a few drinks before tonight. She promised she wouldn’t get more than tipsy so you wouldn’t have to babysit her again. Obviously, that plan was working phenomenally.

You rolled your eyes, “Fine. But only if you don’t touch another drink tonight unless it’s water, got it?”

“Y/nnnnn!” Mimiko’s face lit up and she bounced up and down in her seat, “I promise! I’ll text Ichiro and let him know you’ll do it!”

You were already regretting agreeing to it. But Mimiko was excited and you’d do anything to keep her from getting completely wasted—you did not want to repeat last week. You ordered one more shot to calm your nerves then texted Kaito to come pick you two up.

The shot did not, in fact, help your nerves. If anything, they got worse the closer you got. You drummed your fingers against the armrest to try to sooth your anxiety. You’re not really sure why, being the flag girl wasn’t hard per se. But there was a definite expectation. Flag girls started the race, yes, but they also had to get the boys excited. And that took a certain....flair you definitely didn’t have.

Regardless of how you felt, you agreed to this. And if street racers were anything, it would be stubborn. Didn’t matter what it was, they held you to your word and would not let you back down. So you closed your eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm down.

You don’t need to be the most confident, gorgeous girl there, some old advice echoed in your mind. You just need to convince them you are.

When you opened your eyes again, the car had arrived at its location. Kaito and Mimiko got out and immediately dispersed to go talk with others who had arrived early. You touched up some of your makeup, took another deep breath, then exited the car.

“Daaaamn, d’you come with someone tonight or can I have you to myself?” A voice sounded from behind you.

You turned to your caller. Comments like these weren’t rare amongst this crowd. You get used to them after a while. What you needed to figure out was whether or not it would be worth it to indulge.

And indulge you would.

The man that stood in front of you looked a few years older than who you would normally see at races. But that didn’t make him any less attractive. His entire demeanor screamed effortlessness and inflated ego. From his windswept blond hair to the tan leather jacket swung over his shoulder, he dripped with charm and swagger. He had an athletic build with an average height—although, he was leaning on the adjacent car, so it was hard to tell. Though the most striking feature was his eyes. They were this light golden brown that glinted in the street lights. They held yours in a gaze that took your breath away.

Oh yeah, he was definitely worth it.

Leaning against the door and crossing you ankles, you finally answered, “That depends. Is that your car?”

He glanced at the car he was leaning on, “The Mitsubishi? I wouldn’t bring this to race with if it were the last car on Earth.”

“So you’re one of the racers for tonight then?”

“That’s right,” He unwrapped a sucker and stuck it in his mouth, rolling to to the side with his tongue, “Name’s Hawks, by the way.”

Giving him another once over, you decided you give your newfound confidence a test drive. You walked over and leaned up to whisper in his ear, “Well, Hawks, I’ll make you a deal. Win this race, and I’m all yours tonight.”

His hands ghosted at your waist as he took in a sharp breath, “Is that right? Then I’ll see you at the finish line, in first, of course.”

You finally pulled back, glancing at the white stick in between his lips. Bringing one hand up, you plucked the candy from his mouth and placed it into your own. His eyes widened as you took a step back, “Can’t wait.”

As you walked away, your mind was screaming at you. Where in hell did that come from? Either way, call it a massive ego boost. You felt like you were on cloud nine as you walked over to Mimiko. You joked and flirted with a couple people you knew. Every once in a while, your eyes would flit over to the blond to take him in again. He was addicting. And you couldn’t wait to be his for the night.

Eventually, 12:00 rolled around and it was your time to shine. By then, you’d definitely relaxed enough and you were gonna have some fun—especially now that you’d gotten under one of the racer’s skin.

As you strutted between the cars, onlookers wolf whistled and shouted colorful comments. You approached the first driver and blew them a kiss. This prompted a wild response from the audience. Feeling more confident, you approached the second driver and kissed him on the cheek. Even as the crowd roared again, you knew this last car was going to be your favorite. You sauntered to the driver, who already was partially leaning out his window. Hawks was drinking in every step you took and was practically salivating.

You leaned down to meet him at eye level, “Don’t get too distracted, pretty boy. It’d be a shame to see you lose.” With your index finger, you traced along his jawline until you reached his chin, tilting it upwards.

He smirked, “I don’t lose.”

Hawks grabbed your wrist and kissed your hand. Flustered by the sudden action, you stood up fully. You finally became aware of the hush that had fallen over the crowd, a few whispers shared here and there. snapping out of your daze, you blew a kiss and a wink, finalizing your interaction with the attractive racer for now.

You returned to the raised makeshift platform by the first car. With the megaphone in one had and the flag in the other, you shouted, “Alright, boys, you know the rules. Play nice and may the fastest car win. Start your engines!”

All three revved their engines and everyone erupted in excitement.

“On your mark! Get set!” You sent a wink to Hawks, “Go!”

As the flag fell, the cars sped off in the night. They’d return in about 15-20 minutes. Until then, people would finalize their bets and drink while they waited for the cars to wind the corner.

You leaned against the streetlight next to the platform, eyes glued to that corner. Your stomach fluttered as it recalled Hawks’ confidence about winning and your mind couldn’t help but wander to the other things he would be confident about.

You smiled, tonight was definitely going to be interesting.

(Posted January 1st, 2021, 11:45PM MST)