#Anyway that was absolutely awful. You can really tell that game came out so long ago it would not have flown now

[phoenixcatch7]

Nearly at the end of bayonetta and honestly whoever green lit that missile/Jeanne final fight chapter -

[michellemisfit]

WEEKLY TAG WEDNESDAY

Happiest of birthdays to our dear @energievie who created today's birthday themed tag game. WHOOP WHOOP! 🥳

Thanks for the tag @deedala 🎉 @gallapiech 🤩 @vintagelacerosette 🙌

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When is yours? 1st March

Where were you born? Switzerland.

How do you feel about your legal name? Are you using it online and/or IRL? Michelle is a nice name. I'm perfectly happy with it. I do however absolutely hate the Beales song I was named after. Think it's one of their worst songs. And I regularly forget that I have a middle name, not even cause I hate it or anything, purely because I think it's pointless. It's Aline.

How about your sign? Do you feel it "fits"? I'm Pisces. And I guess so..? I don't really know much about signs, but people who do tell me it fits, and I believe them. @celestialmickey - come and weigh in! haha

What's your earliest memory related to your birthday? Weirdly enough my earliest *birthday* memory that comes to mind is actually my brother's birthday, when he turned maybe 6? And I would have been 3? My parents had a weird thing about getting me small gifts on his birthday, because I was younger and they didn't want me to get upset I guess? Anyway. There's a photograph of him blowing out his birthday candles and me holding a little sheep stuffed toy that I got for his birthday. I remember loving that sheep a LOT! For my first birthday memory I actually don't really have one until about age 6 or 7? I had a birthday party in our party room and my mum made me invite the whole class, even though I wasn't friends with anyone at school. One of the girls gave me a doll as a present and I genuinly just didn't know what I was supposed to do with this thing and had no idea how to react when I unwrapped it... it was very awkward and I'm sure I was less than graceful. Not the best memory lol

What's one of the best gifts you've ever received? When I first moved to London I felt like I was required to go back to Switzerland for birthdays and Christmas celebrations, even though those were difficult, associated with a lot of bad memories, and never ever fun. I moved to London at the beginning of October with a suitcase of clothes and not much else, and we pretty immediately went on the Dirty Pretty Things break up tour, so i didn't even sleep in my new London room very much for the first 8 weeks. Going back to Switzerland for that Christmas was particularly hard because I hadn't been in London for long, I had barely any stuff that belonged to me, and there was a certain feeling of 'maybe it was just a long holiday, and I'm gonna wake up and live in Switzerland again', because I did a lot of extended holidays to follow bands around the UK in the two years leading up to my move so... yeah, it was rough. And then when I returned home to London Ruth and her mum had bought me my own bedsheets (zebra striped), and made up the bed in my room, and put a big bow on it, and I'm basically in floods of tears just thinking about it now. They made me a home that I was welcome in. And I’ll never forget that.

How about one of the best you've given yourself? I honestly can't think of anything that was a "birthday" gift to myself. hmmm. When I quit smoking I put £5 into a jar every day, that I wasn't spending on cigarettes, and then Ruth and I went to New York and attended Elsie Fest with my 'No Longer a Smoker' money, buying VIP tickets that came with awesome seats and a tonne of free booze... that was EXCELLENT! haha

What's your favourite cake flavour? Not a big fan of cake. I like raw cake batter an awful lot better than actual cake. So I now always ask for chocolate mousse for my birthday :)

How about your favourite flowers? Wild Flowers. And I quite like interesting twigs, too.

Have your ever thrown a birthday party? If yes, tell us about your favourite one. Oh yeah, I throw awesome parties. Here's just a few recent ones, or you can check out the Mys in the Kitchen tag for what may get served at my birthday parties... haha Though actually a couple of years post pandemic I wanted to have a brithday party, but keep it small and covid friendly, so I had a Cocktail & Cookie Icing party, which was so much fun!! I highly recommend everyone to throw a party at least once in their life, that includes like a fun workshop element. We had such a good time!

What's the ultimate birthday song?

Because it’s my birthday and people have to let me play it haha

There we have it! Birthday fun! Now it's your turn @deedala @ian-galagher @iandarling @darlingian @celestialmickey @crossmydna @too-schoolforcool @rereadanon @rutherinahobbit @the-rat-wins @tsuga-of-mars @heymrspatel @gallawitchxx x @iansw0rld @ohkate @palepinkgoat @lynne-monstr @loftec @sickness-health-all-that-shit @faejilly @junemermaid @jrooc @mikhailoisbaby @creepkinginc @francesrose3 @callivich @blue-disco-lights @sleepyfacetoughguy @stocious @spookygingerr @lingy910y @suzy-queued @greentealycheejelly @thepupperino

[otherworldseekers]

Pandaemonium thoughts: Themis (and those other guys too I guess)

Oops almost forgot to put this under a read more. 

/L;KND;FOLAIJKWENR;KLGIJB;KWEJURBG

They really fed us a Themis Feast, didn’t they?

But across the board the character development that culminated in this patch was just astounding. Even more so because Themis, Lahabrea and Erichthonios are not just long dead characters. In this patch they are facsimiles of long dead characters. Technically, there is no character growth possible. And yet throughout the quests our understanding of those characters grows leaps and bounds. 

Lahabrea who we knew previously only as a cackling madman has gone through several transformations along the course of Pandaemonium. From respected leader but terrible father to a man who made mistakes because of a tainted love and denies himself in an attempt to prevent further errors, to a man who acknowledges and accepts his failures and strives to move forward. This Lahabrea we meet in the end has finally embraced Erichthonios and his role as father, but fully admits that duty to the star comes before everything. 

Unlike Emet-Selch, he is not at all surprised to hear about what he becomes as an Ascian. He has no illusions about how far he would go for his duty. Perhaps that is why as Ascians, Emet-Selch and Lahabrea seem to have disliked each other. Emet maintains the fiction that what he is doing is noble because he is doing it for his people. Lahabrea knows perfectly well what he is doing is evil, but willingly walks the path in the name of his duty to the star because that is what he has sworn to do. 

I think it’s so interesting and appropriate how, as opposed to Emet-Selch and Elidibus, they didn’t go the route of making Lahabrea very sympathetic. While, naturally, he’s not a villain in Pandaemonium, he embraces the reality of his villainy without regrets. It’s a fascinating take and I think it helps to balance out what they did with the other Unsundered. 

Erichthonios. I had no idea when we met him how he would ultimately impact me. He’s just this guy when you first meet him. Then he’s this guy with daddy issues. Then he’s this guy with mommy issues. And it’s not until this patch that you get to learn how he truly came into his own. 

That moment when he faces Athena is so good, perfectly showcasing how Erich has learned to accept himself and has found what is really important to him. He grew so much throughout Pandaemonium and it’s in large part to what a difference the WoL made to him. How the WoL inspired him. 

It was the WoL who he looked to, who gave him the strength to find himself and his true family. And it’s the WoL who he is thinking of at the end of everything. It’s moments like this, when the game shows us the difference that our characters make in the lives of others, that I think make FFXIV really special. 

Themis. There’s so much I want to say about Themis. First, omg SE thank you so much for my life for giving him voice acting. Non MSQ quests NEVER get voice acting and they did it anyway. I was screaming. I love his voice so much. (Note: I play with Japanese voices and he’s voiced by possibly my absolute favorite seiyuu: Ishida Akira.) His voice is so perfect. I love it. 

Ok so, Themis. OMG. I am just in awe. The writing for his character has always been good, but this patch just blew me away. Right away you can feel that things are off. His speech and mannerisms are not quite what they were in the first two tiers. And we learn this is because Athena took his memories from the aetherial sea after his death. And though, as he later tells us, all memories but those of Pandaemonium are hazy, he is still a Themis who has experienced those things and those experiences are part of him. This is such a truly unique version of him. Because he is, mostly, his Pandaemonium, pre-Sundering self. He has his youth and the feelings of those times, hope for the future, in addition to love and responsibility for his people and the Convocation. But he’s also the Elidibus we came into conflict with. He knows what’s going to happen to him. He knows who we really are. And I was absolutely mesmerized by how well they conveyed all these nuanced in his mannerisms, actions and dialogue. 

And it’s actually a really neat way to solve the problem of Elidbus’ soul being spent in EW to send up to Elpis. Which suggested that there would be no cohesive Elidibus soul ever again. But here we have Athena basically gathering the fragments of his soul together from the Aetherial Sea and doing a good job of it too. 

The fight. It was absolute perfection. The beauty of the Convocation room. Themis’ true transformation. THE MUSIC. I have been listening to Fleeting Moment non-stop (I am listening to it now) and I could make a whole post just talking about it. It is probably my favorite version of the Amaurot theme now. The emotion in it. *clenches fist* AHHHH it’s so good.

After the fight, Themis admits that it is his interest in the WoL and the desire to know their nature that Athena exploited to bring him under her sway. This is curious since personally I didn’t get that impression from him in the previous tiers. I’m sure he was curious about us, but I never felt as though this was a driving desire in him, the way it clearly is with Ananaseios Themis. No, I think this is something that comes, at least in part, from the Elidibus we in the future. 

Other highlights:

HE’S GOING TO CHERISH EVERY MOMENT WITH US. And I perish.

A reminder that Themis is a badass. Enough to be recognized and respected by all 13 other members of the Convocation. 

And naturally: 

This whole scene was incredible. I love that it’s just him and us. I love that they allow us to be sad about him fading away. That he clearly wants to tell us these things. Wants us to understand that our relationship has purpose and meaning. That he can be content to have played his part in the salvation of the star and his soul can be at rest. 

Every single line of this scene is packed with emotion and meaning. (I absolutely cried.) But what comes after is even more packed with potential significance.

How fascinating, the truths that dwell at the edge of sleep. 

The course of history is set by its victors. It is immutable. And yet...

Should this star continue upon its path...

Look... The light...

This is most certainly a set up for 7.0 and I am FOAMING AT THE MOUTH TO KNOW MORE. WHAT’S GOING TO HAPPEN TO THE STAR?? At the end there, is that Themis being reincarnated?? ARE WE GOING TO GET TO MEET REINCARNATED THEMIS?? 

I imagine that would upset a lot of people who are tired of Ancients and Ascians and want them all gone, but fuck those people. If anyone deserves a second chance, surely it must be Themis. He gave so much and got nothing but suffering for it. 

But the possibility also raises some interesting questions about what an Unsundered reincarnated into the Source would be like. 

I feel like I could easily say more but this is already long enough. Anyway, Pandaemonium was amazing. 

[d-nessi]

A/N:

Oh boy that chapter is huuuge and took me 4 days. And as if this is not enought I need holy water after writing that filthy but cuuute fic. I lose control on some point, the reason it's so long. Sry but hope you like it❤️

WARNING: little bit of agression, being jealous, sickness,!! masturbation and smut is clearly marked!! Bella is a completely innocent potat and for me it was my first soft smut....hope it's not too trashy

Wordcount: 4k ...holy clicker....

Proofread: yes but I'm german as always so... ;)

Love that song and thought it fits perfect for this chapter♡

CHAPTER 4

♡IF I ONLY COULD♡

"bless you Honey" Bella sneezes.

"you ok?" I ask them.

"yeah I'm fine thanks" he smiles at me while we grab our luggage at the calgary airport, wrapped up tightly cause of the weather that hits us all pretty hard.

-22 degrees and pure white snow everywhere covers the world. "We should stop landing on different planets" I laugh and grab my tissue out of my pocket.

While we are about to leave the airport we hear someone calling "Bellie!" Almost cinematic, Bella turns around, her look which immediately tells me that she knows exactly who is calling her.

There it is! The huge and incredibly sweet grin of her!

With a speed she is embraced, not by anyone no. There is only one who makes her laugh like that and that is papa Pedro. Even I have to smile broadly.

This happy mood is so contagious!

"Pedro, you're here already? God, I missed you so much all this time," she says so british I could melt.

"Bella, it's so good to see you here again! Aaaaaand yes I am already here today because I have to go through some scenes with Craig and Neil.

There's a lot coming up" He winks at her and then looks at me, who waits patiently.

"And who is this pretty young lady?" he asks smiling at me.

"aah so Pedro that's Y/N. Y/N? That's Pedro" Bella seems pretty happy which also makes me happy.

"It's an honor to meet you, Bella told me a lot about your time on set. I'm glad you took such good care of her" I tell him, which makes him look mischievously at Bella, as if he knew directly what was going on between us.

A real daddy. Pedro looks at his watch and gets a little hectic.

"I'm running out of time, I'll see you on set in the next few weeks! Adiós cariños" He waves as he leaves and Bella looks after him wistfully.

"Zaddy huh?" I give her a cheeky grin and she punches me on my arm. "Come on let's go before we freeze here".

With our luggage we move on until we finally arrive at our hotel room. "How did you stand it on the first shoot? This is inhumanly cold."

"eating a lot of healthy food and going pretty often outside." she says while unpacking her bag. She sneezes again and grabs a towel. "I need a hot bath. Tomorrow is the meeting with Neil right after breakfast."

"alright!" I throw myself on the bed and close my eyes while Bella takes a bath.

------NEXT DAY AT THE MEETING-----

"Neiiil it's so nice to see you again" Bella hugs him with joy.

"Y/N!" I introduce myself and can't believe I'm in front of the head of Naughty Dog. "it's an absolutely honor to meet you! I really enjoyed every game you made!" I tell him in awe.

"so what is the next game your working on?" I look cheeky with the knowledge that he will not tell me anyway.

He looks mysterious and pretends not to know. A Cough. No not because Neil Druckman wants to distract.

No that came from Bella this time again.

"So let's get started right away! This way. There are a total of just over 600 women who have applied for Dina. a few of them are on the shortlist. we'll look at all of them and you Bella make it clear which ones you have a good feeling about."

"all right" she says rather absently and takes her text sheet in her hand. Again a cough as she tries to talk to the various Dina performers.

I can feel the tension emanating from Bella all the way to me. Something is not right.

I go closer to her to make sure that everything is in order since we are here for about 3 hours. The Dina actress also comes close to her, almost too close.

"Bella?" Neil looks questioningly at her as she makes no more sound.

I was about to push my way through when Bella collapses and the actress representing Dina catches her. She holds her bridal style which almost makes me puke.

"Bella! What's going on!?" I ask with concern all over my face.

"I don't know. We were just saying our lines and then she collapsed," the Dina actress says, looking worriedly at Bella, grabbing her forehead and putting her forehead against Bella's so she can better feel if he has a fever. "Give him to me!" my tone is anything but relaxed.

"I'll take her to the doctor" says the actress.

Bella is breathing heavily and obviously sweating, which only makes me more anxious.

"I told you to hand her over to me!!!" Without realizing that my tone sounds almost aggressive, I get almost threateningly close to the actress, who hands Bella to me, completely perplexed.

"I will immediately request the doctor to your hotel room, don't worry Y/N." Neil puts a hand on my shoulder and I leave together with Bella in bridal style the set, back to our room.

"I'm so sorry babe...I knew something was wrong. I shouldn't have let you go."

Her breath is still fast and short, totally sweaty, she doesn't even have the strength to hold on to me anymore.

"Y/N....." she whispers almost inaudibly while I look at her with a sad face.

"here we go" Arrived I immediately put her to bed her whole body shaking terribly.

"it's ok sweety...I'm here I promise" I cuddle up to him for now, take him in my arms and put my chin on his head.

Firmly gripped, he snuggles close to me and mumbles inaudibly something to himself. Completely exhausted, Bella tries to control her breathing, which is almost impossible due to the trembling.

"You're burning up...I'll get you something to cool you down"

With the cool cloth on his forehead I try to lower his temperature a bit. "If I only could swap places with you...If I only could be sick...not you"

"mmmhh...." Bella whimpers and is completely drenched in sweat.

"can you change your clothes? you're freezing because you're all sweaty babe" I say calmly but Bella shakes her head. "ok do you want me to help you?" a normal question.

She nods and tries to sit up with all her strength.

"ok hands up sweety" without much effort I have the hoodie in my hand.

quite clever Bella.........no bra.

I put the hoodie aside while Bella doesn't even notice that she is sitting topless in front of me.

Damn!

I swallow, bite my lower lip with all my might.

Pull yourself together shit! I thought, while grabbing a loose shirt and pull it over her head.

"thaaat's a good boy" I joke, looking down at his trousers. "lay down then we'll have it done in a minute. The doctor will be here soon as well."

He lies down, his breath still faster than usual, I reach for his waistband.

If I didn't know better, he'd be bright red because of my actions.

I blame the fever. Trousers off and aside my gaze falls on his panties and I pray to God that this is now only wet because of all the sweat.

"jesus...." I say inaudibly and want to grab the new one as Bella grabs me by my arm, pulls powerless and looks at me completely blurred. "B...Bella....what..." I stammer "you have to put something on or you'll soon have pneumonia" I look at her worriedly, but she absentmindedly grabs my hand and leads it between her legs directly on her panties.

This is now a joke. my totally sick girlfriend is so delirious with fever that she can't even think straight. great! "Sweety your completely out of mind...come on" I take my hand back to me, breath deeply and want to put on her new shorts. When I start to put them on, she pulls her legs towards her and pouts while looking at me almost pathetically begging for more.

"Bella....if you want to make out ok, but not now and not when you're so sick!" I say with a stern look and put my hand on her thigh. "It's not that I don't want to but I want you to be yourself." Fuck I don't even know how much experience she has.

"We just leave the shorts off" I say relaxed and with a kiss on her thigh I wanted to cuddle up to her as it knocks on the door. I open and the doctor comes in, goes to her and looks at her more closely.

"I can reassure you, this is a common flu infection. in 2-3 days she should be much better!" He puts medicine on the table and wishes her a speedy recovery as he leaves.

"Well thank god it's nothing worse...so...let's give you your medicine and relax more" I say while I get everything ready, give it to her and finally nuzzle up to her. "the actress tho......" My face completely thoughtful while whispering.

----------------2 Days later----------‐-------

Bella is doing much better so he has decided to go back to work without remembering everything that happens the day he collapsed. Everyone is pleased to see that he is already feeling better. And as if I would have thought it, the same actress who grabbed Bella shows up.

"hey Bella are you feeling better?"

"yes thank you" he smiles simply and grabs his script. Almost affectionate as a dog, she creeps around Bella and speaks her lines.I sit in the background and trust Bella completely. When it comes to acting, she's a natural, she doesn't have to prove anything to anyone anymore.

A flurry of activity ensues when Pedro suddenly appears. Bella totally happy hugs him and they talk about various things.

everyone laughs and the actress of Dina becomes super pushy. Bella obviously a bit annoyed takes it easy, which is not the case with me. This bitch gets on my nerves! Pedro greets Neil while Bella and the actress continue with the rehearsals.

"ugh... ok I think that's enough for now." Bella looks at the list of all the performers when he suddenly feeling hands on his shoulders.

"let's rehearse some other lines, i can recite some more!" the actress shouting completely weird.

Awkwardly Bella turns away and gives her a 'WTF' look."

"ah....sorry I have enou--"

"get your fucking hands off of her! I swear!" I walk over to Bella, all eyes on me. "don't you fucking dare touch her again!" i look at her like a mother wolf defending her young, ready to do anything.

"everything good here? stay calm" is the first thing pedro says. I stare at the actress and want to turn around when I hear her snort arrogantly. "Who are you to tell me what to do!"

".........."

I turn around, ready to kick her ass, but I don't get far. "HEY HEY relax!" shouts Neil and he and Bella hold me tight so I don't tear her apart.

"you fucking chick keep your hands better off of my girlfriend!" I growl at that bitch and I swear if they weren't holding me she would be the next bloater in the show without any recognition value.

Bella grabs my face in her hands "babe it's ok calm down I don't give a shit about her I promise you." She tries to placate me with a goddamn sweet look. "She just wanted to act for the show".

"Yeah... Exactly....." I said ironically

"Enough here now. You pack your things and get out! We'll find someone else for this part" The actress disappears and I sulk after her while Neil lets go of me. Bella also takes an annoyed breath and goes to Neil. "please don't blame her, the actress was very pushy" she explains relaxed.

"I understand, just let's get on with it already. something like that can't happen again!" Neil makes clear while Bella looks down at her feet reproachfully as she feels Pedro's hands on her back .

"nice that you have someone who is obviously very important to you" he winks at Bella and claps his hands. "so let's just get on with the work and relax. VAMOS!"

Neil looks around at the other actresses and takes a cup of coffee. "Twenty minute break and then we'll continue. We don't have too much time left today." I go and find a quiet spot away from them.

The rest of the day was quiet and Bella took her role as ellie very serious. Unbelievable how she is so in charakter while acting. it's like seeing the ellie from the show, not my bella.

Well thats also pretty hot, I smile and still have a guilty conscience. the thought that this actress touched bella makes me sick to my stomach. So they call this professional? don't make me laugh....

"Hey Ellie! Look at me. It's Okay! your Home. Your Home!" The Dina actress speaks her line while Bella going nuts in this awfull scene I remember of the game. She is unbelievable. It's as if she's really experiencing these terrifying flashbacks.

I rest while the exercises come to an end and finally we can go back in our hotelrooms. The way back was silent. Bella is obviously exhausted and I'm still pissed about the stupid actress. When I arrive, I close the door in annoyance and look at Bella without a word, who just throws herself on the bed.

"Y/N are you ok? I mean come on....she just touched me...nothing serious." Bella gets up and comes towards me.

"where did she touch you?" I stand in front of her completely indifferent.

"what...?" Bella looks at me confused.

"show it to me..." I move closer, place both my arms by the sides of her head and lightly press her against the wall while looking into her eyes.

"W...why is that important?"

"because I will clean every single spot"

"And...how...? She looks at me almost helplessly.

"I'm gonna...." I start kissing her neck very gently than slowly work my way to her shoulder, making sure every single spot is mine. ".....Kiss every single spot on you where you've been touched" I say teasingly, a sweet moan escapes her mouth and her breathing becomes faster. damn she likes it....

but this satisfaction isn't enough for me......

every single kiss becomes more greedy and makes her body tremble. Doesn't seem like anyone has ever done it to her when she's that sensitive. "mhm..." a short whimper comes out while she loses all strength in her legs and sinks to the ground.

I squat down and give her a cheeky look. "Already done?" I get closer to see her sweaty face. "Babe everything alright? was I too bo--l-...." She interrupts me with a kiss, so I fall back on the floor with her, with my back to the bed and looks at me expectantly.

"...how experienced are you?" I almost whisper.

"had never the chance to make some..." she says a little ashamed and blushes.

I smile lovingly and take her cheek in my hand. "It's ok baby, then let's have this experience together. I've never been with a woman myself so...at least it's a little bit new for me as well.

She looks at me uncertainly and I kiss her carefully and tenderly on her soft lips, but she finds it difficult to respond.

"you wanna wait? it's ok...you decide when time is perfect" she looks so incredibly innocent I just wanna give her the pleasure of her life.

"just a little...I need time to think about it' or to...prepare" She stands up and takes a breath. "Honestly? That felt nice" She smiles really wide at me, just the kind of smile that could melt me.

GAAAWD

"can you stop being so cute!? or otherwise I can't resist anymore" I laugh and poke her in the stomach. "Let's just snuggle and go sleeping. I have a whole workday on my laptop tomorrow while your being my ellie" I wink to her, grab her and throw her on the bed, she completely laughing.

--------------NEXT DAY---------------

The day starts pretty simply as we woke up. She is already awake, ready to continue rehearsing and bent over me to give me a soft kiss on my sleepy lips.

"see you this evening my darling" she said in the most british way I could just die. Her british acent is to damn hot as if the queen westeros speaks in person right next to me. Better don't call her Lady I thought and start to get ready as well.

Everyone spent today with their work without any further complications and I can't wait to take a hot shower and go to our bed.

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡WARNING SMUT ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

(SKIP CHAP. IF U'R UNCOMFORTABLE)

I unlock the door and put my key down, take off my shoes and am about to enter the room when I hear strange noises. I stare at the door to our room and blink a few times because what I'm hearing sounds like someone having a hell of a time without me.

I peek through the door and I wish my eyes hadn't seen it THIS. There she lies completely naked and plays with her fingers in places that I would love to play. Her sweet and wet folds screaming for love.

Her movements looks clumsy almost helpless and fuck....I would help her so bad that only the thought of it gives me goosebumps everywhere.

She really tries hard and right now I understand what she's been meaning to 'prepare'. She looks like she doesn't do it that much. Did she ever cum on her own? All the thoughts making me nuts.

My heart is racing and I take a few steps back as Bella keeps moaning softly.

Shouldn't she still be on set for the night rehearsal? I grab the front doorknob to open the door only to slam it shut with a jerk.

Loud enough for Bella to hear. I wait a moment and walk slowly to the door, spy in and see that she's covered by her blanket.

well... "hey Bells sweety your tired? Thought you had to work through the whole night" I walk in.

"That's been postponed until tomorrow so I'm already there." Her voice is slightly shaky.

I can literally see that she's horny.

"I'll take a quick shower and then I'll go to bed with you"

Only briefly inside I come out of the bathroom. Her look almost hurts. She looks unrelaxed and her legs are visibly tense under the covers. Only with a towel around I look at her pitifully.

"How do you stand it?" I come to the edge of her bed and sit down. "I heard you when I came home"

Bella hides more under her blanket

"Without you, I didn't think much about it...but since I've had you, I've had this feelings again and again...." She looks at me for help, almost begging. I look at her and run my hand under the covers along her thighs the reason Bella melts already by that touch.

"I think your body would appreciate letting me blow off some pressure" I whisper softly.

"It's so embarrassing" She hides under her blanket, bright red in the face.

"Oh dear, it doesn't have to be. I just want you to feel good." I'd better keep the fact that my heart is racing to myself and crawl under the covers to her, can smell every scent from her body. He's screaming for relief so bad. I bend over her while supporting myself with my hands on the sides of her head.

"Don't worry, I'll do it very gently." She nods, her breathing shaky full of excitement.

"Tell me when I should stop" Still under the blanket, I bend down to her and start kissing her neck tenderly.

Soft moans escape her innocent lips and suddenly she grabs my towel. Her beautiful fawn eyes looking at me.

"It would only be fair if you weren't wearing anything either" she says with a shy gaze.

I smirk and let her undress me.

"your so beautiful" realizing what she is doing she gets tears in her eyes, covering the face with her hands. I gently grab them and kiss her tears away. "are you ok?" I said so calmly even a mountain lion could be tamed.

"yeah..it's just....I...I'm so happy right now" she smiles a bit embarrassed.

"well that's good. I wanna make you even more happy" I smile cheekily and kiss her softly on the mouth, deepen it and feel her hips press against me, giving me goose bumps everywhere. I work my way down to her chest and look at her almost begging. She nods shyly and small noises exiting her innocent lips, hips bucking under my touch.

Bella is already close to heaven I can feel it, her body already slightly shaking. While her breath getting more ponderous under her sinnful moans I keep working my way down, stopping right befor her most sensitive spot.

"can I touch you?" I breathe heavily, my heart to excited to beating correctly.

She hesitate for a single moment but nods, me pushing the blanket out of my fucking sight to pet her slit gently. A sudden moan escapes her mouth.

"holy shit....your so wet....and all for me!" While I realize where my fingers are right now, especially WHO I gave the pleasure I start to going nuts. I can barely hold myself back, the reason I kiss her clit making Bella to a moaning mess.

"Y.....Y/N..." Her moans starting getting heavier, her back arching off the bed begging for so much more of the sensation.

"w...weird feeling...w....please wait!"

"you ever cum by yourself baby?" I ask with a husky voice and move my hand a little bit slower. She shakes her head no and I start to move my hand faster, not thinking about to stop. "Y/N! wait i....it's so weird!" she moans ungodly under my kisses I startet again on her clit.

"it's ok......let it come. you will love it" I say between the kisses and can feel she wants to squeezes her shaking tighs. "t.....to much...it's to much oh gawd!" her moans complete out of control sounding almost pornographic while she tries to keep her breath.

"there you go darling" I can feel her whole pussy throbbing more, getting pretty intens and I speed up.

"I can't.....I can't contr...ol...feels...so good"

"cum all for me baby!" She screams so sinnfull and her whole body is trembeling while experiencing the feeling for the first time. "what a brave queen..." I kiss her belly, teasing her a bit more and finally let her calm down.

"holy fuck.....that was....-"

"intense?" I give her a sweet smile and cuddle up to her, taking the blanket that we're not getting cold.

"I never thought it would be so good" she says so british again I have to kiss her right now. She not that shy anymore deepens the kiss and whimpers in it.

"someone enjoyed the taste and wants more huh?" I look resolutely into her eyes.

"you're awesome Y/N" she kisses me.

"no.....you're awesome....you're everything for me...seriously. I think I love you Bella" I never was this serious in my life. Bella looks overwhelmed and just snuggles up to me with no response. That's enough for me...... for now.

Yeeeah so here we go. If u liked it show me if u want I'm just curious if its not trash😭

For more Chapters, stories and more just look at my Masterlist ♡ (next chap in progress)

[beaker1636]

L is for Lap Dance - Ryan

A bit short, a bit awkward but I feel like it was meant to be that way. I wanted a little comedic relief and Ry definitely delivered that for me 🤣🤣. I wouldn't necessarily call this part smut because there is no actual sex in this one but I still had a bit of fun writing it (and if you Ryan lovers feel cheated I can absolutely do a bonus scene for him after this once they get home). Sorry if it feels awkward, I had no fucking clue how to write a lap dance so I winged it a little bit and because of that it is also a shorter part than most of the alphabet game has been so far, but hope ya'll enjoy!

“Wait wait wait, you are saying that your mother found her panties in the kitchen the next morning so that is how you two got busted? Well, guess you lost that round,” Justin tells Vinny with a laugh, all of them meeting up for Coffee the next morning now that Vin and Lottie are done hiding out from everyone.

Lottie has her face hidden in Vinny’s neck, embarrassed from the entire thing and honestly annoyed that Vinny felt the need to tell them. It’s not like she is going to want anything any time soon now that she knows about getting caught anyways… thank god he waited to tell her until after they left, she knew she’d never be able to face his mom again.

“Ugh the worst part is she made a joke about how they beat us to using said table,” Vinny responds, looking completely disgusted at the thought.

“But they didn’t lose,” Ricky says. “They weren’t caught while doing it, they were caught after they did it.  So technically they didn’t lose.”

“Yes they did, I thought we said if they got caught at all then said couple loses,” Mia argues before taking a sip of her drink.

“If that’s the case then no matter how you guys did E you would have lost because I had to know it was happening,” Rick says back, rolling his eyes.

“Does it even matter? Look at how petrified and embarrassed Lottie looks right now, I doubt Vinny is getting any regardless for awhile,” Chris jokes, looking over at the couple.  

Lottie pulls her blushing face away long enough to tell Chris to go fuck himself before hiding her face in the crook of his neck again. 

“Fine, I conceded.  You guys can give them credit for it,” Justin grumbles, still not fully convinced that the couple won but giving up on the fight because it really isn’t worth arguing over.  Especially when he is coming up and if he pisses everyone off they’ll probably give him an awful task, so the fight doesn’t need to happen.

“Wait, so how did you respond back to your mom? Or did you just not answer and try to pretend that it didn’t happen? I want to know the ending to this story,” Ari asks, trying not to laugh at the fact that it happened to her friends.  Because truthfully she’d probably be just as traumatized if it happened to her.

“I just quickly tried shutting her up before anyone woke up, if my father knew oh god he would lose his shit,” Vinny groans, rubbing his face slightly before he glanced down at his drink and took one, trying to hide how annoyed and embarrassed he is.

“Okay, moving on what is Ryan’s letter?  I think we embarrassed the two of them enough for one day,” Chris says, able to tell that Vin and Lottie are about to run so he tries to break the moment, give them a little peace for the time being.

“The only thing I came up with was Lapdance,” Vinny grumbles, still slightly annoyed with his friends.  “I feel like it is boring but I mean it’s all I had.”

“Oh god, can I volunteer that Ryan has to be the one to do it because….”Ari asks, a giggle escaping at the thought of Ryan attempting to do this.  

“Does it really matter who does it, just so long as it is done.  I do think this one we should ask for a little proof of though because I know Ryan and he wouldn’t hesitate to lie about this,” Justin says with a laugh.

“What the fuck did I get myself into agreeing to this fucking game.  No, I am not giving you one.  How would that work, I can’t exactly stimulate anything easily like someone could do to a guy,” he groans.  

“No, I like that idea.  Ryan you better do some research, bud.  And because I don’t trust you I think someone has to be present.  Maybe we let all the girls have a girls night, enjoy some wine and stuff first and then they have the hired male stripper,” Vinny jokes, laughing when his friend looks like he is ready to kill him.

“I fucking hate all of you, I swear to god you can tell the fans why I quit the band when it comes out,” Ryan groans before leaving a couple dollars tip on the table and walking out.  He better start his research if he doesn’t want to make a complete fool out of himself.

“Thanks for hosting us Mia, I have a feeling none of us will be able to drive home tonight other than Ari because I am guessing that Ryan is going to force her home after what he does,” Naomi says with a giggle.

“What gives you that idea? Because we’ve all already had a couple rounds of shots before the wine? Come on we need the full fucking experience,” Mia jokes, laughing.

The night truly has already been fun with all of the girls, Chris has been playing bartender because he wants to make sure none of them overdo it.  He may not drink but he has no problem with them doing it so long as they are home and safe… plus he may want to see this because he is sure he will get a good laugh out of it.  

“I think we need another round of shots mr. bartender,” Mia calls across the house to where her fiance is perched in the kitchen, bottles of liquor surrounding him.  A sight she never thought she would see with her straightedge fiance, but if he is willing to do this she won’t tell him not to either.

Chris rolls his eyes but comes back out with a bottle, pouring another shot in each of the girl's glasses before he makes his way back out of the room.  He may still be there but he is giving them space, knowing that the girls could use this time together without having to worry about anything else at the moment.

“So Carlotta, was the sex at least worth it,” you ask, glancing over at her. “You know where getting busted at least wasn’t that awful.”

You watch as she flushes bright red yet again. “Jesus Ari, you are going to ask this? And yeah, it was pretty good. I mean I got off twice so I wasn’t bad… God I hate talking about these things,” she groans before downing her shot to take her mind off of it.

“Only twice, that is nothing.  Just wait, one day Vin will edge the fuck out of you and get you so much you’re begging him to stop.  And trust me, it is definitely worth it when they do that,” Naomi says with a smirk, all of us looking at her like she’s lost her mind. “What, you’ve never reached that point? Not my fault any of you are missing out.”

“Okay, I am done with this conversation,” Lottie groans. “I do not need to know what any of you have done like that.  I am good, thank you very much.”

“And that is how you make it obvious that you are the baby of the group,” Mia teases. “Don’t worry, we will all corrupt you eventually.  How many shots are we at, should we switch to wine?”

“Nah, one more round and then wine.  Gotta be buzzed to get the full strip club experience before Ryan shows up,” Vanessa says, glancing over at Lottie who is now giggling and clearly feeling the effects. “Except for maybe Lottie, I forgot how much of a light weight she is.”

“I am not giving any of you more shots, I can agree to wine but I think the 4 rounds you have had in the last two hours are plenty.  And I’m limiting you all to one glass of wine,” Chris calls from the kitchen, overhearing them talking about shots. “I don’t need any of the guys banging my door down pissed because you are all hungover and bitchy tomorrow.”

“Fine, bring out the wine dear,” Mia calls with a sigh.

Chris steps out holding some wine glasses and the bottle, starting to pour each of you a glass when the doorbell rings.  He can’t help the cheesy smile that raises on his face when it does, you all may think you aren’t drunk but you are at a minimum buzzed and this is going to be interesting.  He finishes pouring the drinks for all of you before he goes and answers the door for his friend, giving him a warning that all of you are pretty buzzed and ready in the living room.

Ryan steps into the living room trying not to blush too hard, reminding himself that this will be over in a couple minutes and then everyone in the room will hopefully not remember it because they have been drinking all night.

“So I heard we are having a celebration for someone tonight, why don’t you come take a seat on the chair for me,” he says, looking right at you where you sit on the couch.  All your friends encourage you to go for it, egging you on with cheers and laughter. “Chris you can start my music.”

A few seconds after you take your seat in the chair the music starts up and Ryan glances at you, standing right in front of you before spreading your legs to the music as his button up comes off, getting tossed across the room while the girls continue to cheer, egging both of you on. 

His hands wind up on your shoulders as he rolls up your body to bring himself eye level with you, making eye contact for a second before turning around to reverse straddle your lap, a couple hip thrusts down into your lap before reversing and doing the same facing you.  Your hands resting on his thighs as you hold him in place, lost in the moment as he continues to move against you until he backs up from you, slipping his undershirt off before grabbing your hands and guiding them to run down his chest and stomach.

He turns around again to straddle your lap with his back towards you before bending down and giving a couple more body rolls, allowing you to grab his ass before he sits back up, moving your hands to his chest again as he rolls his hips against yours again as the song finishes. 

He turns to catch your eye, both of you now watching each other closely as he pretends being all up on you hasn’t given him a slight hard on and you pretend like you aren’t at least partially turned on yourself even if it was slightly awkward and not completely flowing with the music.

Your friends are all laughing and cheering behind you at the free Ryan strip show that they got while he blushes slightly, not really enjoying the attention he was getting from your slightly hammered friends.

“Sorry ladies, the most you were getting off of me is my shirt,” Ryan jokes before leaning down and whispering in your ear. “I’m not against doing this again, but it will be when we are without an audience next time.”

“I don’t think anyone complained you didn’t take any more off except for maybe Ari,” Mia says with a smirk, giggling when you turn bright red at her comments.  Proving to everyone what is now currently on your mind.

“Anyone opposed if I take Ari home now?” Ryan asks, only to be met by hoots and laughter from the girls, because they all know what is going to happen once they get home.  The rest of them go back to their drinks as you and Ryan make your escape, more than likely not even getting home before one of you has your hands on the other. 

Chris himself laughs slightly, unknown to his guitarist he may have taken a video of the performance and sent it off to the other men in the band.  Knowing they all were going to want to see this, and that while Ryan may kill him it’ll be worth it from all the laughs that they were going to get out of it.  At least he would have proof he completed his letter right?

[bedbellyandbeyond]

Rowan

(Story Post)

It was late after a long day when Dante got up to check on Okito. Usually Yori took care of it, but the spirit had a work meeting early the next day and Dante had volunteered for overnight baby duty. Dante shuffled out of bed like a zombie and scooped the baby up from his bassinet, gently hushing and cooing as he did. Okito calmed down a little but still fused so Dante did the sniff check. Since the test came back clean, he figured he was hungry and sighed, carrying the baby downstairs. One microwaved bottle later, Dante and Okito were headed back up to bed. While he had quieted down, the baby immediately sounded the alarms again the moment Dante tried to put him back down. No matter how carefully or slowly he tried to lower him into the bassinet, that little face would contort again and then the sobs would start. “Okay, okay,” Dante hushed, cradling him. “Hang out with Papa. Papa doesn't need to sleep anyway…”

Since he was already up, and he didn't know if he'd ever get back to sleep now, Dante took Okito with him down to his home office. He figured he could maybe get a bit more programming done for his game while Okito fell back to sleep. Dante slung him up to his chest with a baby wrap and freed his hands for coding. Before he knew it, an hour went by. Okito had been fast asleep for a little bit now, but Dante had mostly forgotten his goal and was absorbed in his work. The thing that finally pulled him from his sleep was the sound of the office door creaking open a tad. Dante whirled his chair around in surprise, instinctively pressing Okito closer to his chest, but quickly dropped his guard. Just in the doorway was a little red head peeking in, eyes wide. “Rowan,” Dante breathed, relaxing himself. “You scared me buddy. Why're you up?” “Couldn't sleep…” Rowan mumbled. Dante sighed and opened his arms. “Bad dream?” Rowan shook his head and stepped forward a bit, but didn't meet Dante's embrace. “Papa. I…um… Can I ask you something?” Dante nodded quickly. “Of course. Just come closer and speak softly. I just got your brother to sleep.” Rowan pursed his lips and shuffled over, coming to stand beside Dante's desk. “What do you want to ask me?” Dante probed. Rowan looked down and away nervously. “You know how I like pink and…and skirts. And I like my hair long?” Dante nodded quickly. “Yeah?” “You and Daddy and Mama…and everyone always told me that's okay and boys can like those things,” Rowan said. “Of course,” Dante said. “Liking things doesn't have to be about gender.” Rowan nodded. “But I… I feel like, maybe… I want to be a girl.” Dante tried not to react too extremely at risk of waking the whole house, but his heart was racing and he couldn't help a big smile breaking across his face. “Yeah? Is that how you feel?” Rowan nodded, finally looking up at Dante with big frightened eyes. “Is that okay?” Dante’s heart swelled. “Of course that's okay. Rowan, however you feel is how you feel. It's you who decides who you are. If that means you're a girl, you're a girl.” A little smile broke on Rowan's lips. “Really?” “Yes, really. Aw, buddy. Come here.” Dante wrapped a free arm around Rowan and pulled his child into his chest, mindful not to squeeze Okito. “Thank you for telling me. I love you.” Rowan gripped Dante's back tightly and he heard a sniffle at his shoulder. “Oh, kid. It's okay,” Dante said, pulling away enough to wipe Rowan's face. “You must be a bit overwhelmed. It's okay. It's okay. Oh, do you want me start calling you she?” Rowan nodded quickly, using her fist to try to wipe her tears away. “…What about Skylar?” “What about Skylar?” Dante asked. “Did she say something?” Rowan shook her head. “No, but… She's the girl. She likes being the girl.” Dante chuckled a little bit. “I know, but… Trust me. Your sister loves you. It'll all work out. I promise.” “You really promise?” Rowan asked. “Yes. Absolutely, I promise,” Dante insisted. “Do you have any other questions for me?” Rowan shook her head. “No… Not right now…” “Okay. Well I've got one.” Dante patted her head. “Do you want me to be quiet about this or do you want me to talk to Daddy and Mama for you?” Rowan wrung the bottom of her pyjama shirt. “…Can you tell them? I don't want to do this again…” “Yes, of course I can. No problem.” Dante was ecstatic, knowing he got to break the news. “But I want to tell Marco and Sky,” Rowan added. “Yes, I think you should. That's fair,” Dante agreed. “Do you want me to be there when you do? Moral support?” “Maybe… I don't know yet.” Rowan sighed. “I…I want to go to bed now.” Dante chuckled a little bit again. “Okay. Come on, I'll tuck you in.” “Okay.” Dante escorted Rowan back to the kids’ room and made sure she was comfortable. Once she was all tucked in, he leaned over and gave her a kiss on the forehead. “Good night, Rowan.” Rowan smiled as she closed her eyes. “Night, Papa.”

The next morning, Ruben got up a little late and headed downstairs. Yori was already up making breakfast in the kitchen with Okito on his back, while Dante was passed out face first at the kitchen table. “What the heck's wrong with him?” Ruben asked, snapping his fingers in front of Dante's face. “Hey, wake up! Are you drunk?” “He's not drunk,” Yori said, working on putting chocolate chips in his pancake mix. “He just stayed up all night so he could make sure that Rowan coming out wasn't just a dream.” “So much for… Wait, Rowan what?” Ruben asked, dumbstruck. “You know how we all knew she was probably a girl?” Yori said. Ruben's jaw dropped. “Rowan came out? Like came out came out?!” Yori nodded. “Mmhm. Last night after Okito woke up.” Sniffling started to come from the head on the table, and Dante slowly started to sit up, tears starting to stream down his face. “And she came out to me!” “Why are you crying?” Ruben asked. “Because! She came out to me! Just me!” Dante blubbered. “You're both so much better with the kids than I am, but she was comfortable coming out to me!” Ruben sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Yeah… Well, you probably just got lucky! You were the only one awake! Don't make this about you!” Yori chuckled. “You guys are funny.” Dante reached for Ruben and grabbed him around his waist. “Ruben!” “Yeah, what?” Ruben asked awkwardly. Dante looked up into Ruben's face with sincere eyes. “Our baby came out of the closet!” Ruben exhaled and rubbed Dante's shoulders. “She did…” “What do we do now?” Dante asked. “Do we do something? Do we-do we throw a gender reveal party for her?!” “I mean, isn't that for foetuses?” Ruben asked. Dante shook his head quickly. “No, foetuses can't come out of the closet. It's for trans kids now.” “Well, let's not get ahead of ourselves… We don't know if she's even told Marco and—” That very moment Skylar came barreling down the stairs, dragging Rowan down with her. “I HAVE A SISTER!” she shouted proudly into the kitchen. They'd picked out matching skirts and both had their hair back in hair bands. Their parents couldn't help but laugh a little. “That settles that,” Dante said. Marco came trudging down behind them in a matching outfit as the girls. Ruben raised an eyebrow. “Marco, are we just matching today or…” “Just matching,” Marco said, shrugging. “Skylar said we should.” “Well, you all look great,” Dante said. “Very pretty.” Rowan smiled a little and Skylar beamed at her. “Do a twirl!” Skylar insisted. Rowan put her arms out and twirled on the spot, her skirt fluttering around her like flower petals. She started to giggle and her triplets joined her, twirling about and cheering each other on. “No fair. I want to twirl!” Yori said, putting his mixing bowl down with a huff. “Dante, Ruben! Why don't you own any skirts?” “It's not our fault you refuse to have your own wardrobe,” Dante responded. “Skirts aren't really my thing.” Dante suddenly heard a sniffle and looked up to see Ruben starting to tear up. His partner quickly tried to hide it, wiping his eyes. “Aw, babe…” Dante took Ruben's hand and the other gripped it tightly. “I'm not crying…” Ruben stated. “It's okay. I'm proud too,” Dante said. “I want a skirt!” Yori was saying as he angrily continued mixing his pancake batter. “I want a skirt!” Dante chuckled and sighed getting up. He went over to Rowan and stopped her mid twirl, taking her shoulders gently. “Hey kiddo. What do you think? Should we go clothes shopping today? Maybe get Daddy and Papa some skirts, and maybe a few more things to freshen up your wardrobe?” Rowan beamed up at him. “Really?” “Of course,” Dante said. “Can we get ice cream?” Yori asked excitedly. “You have a meeting, remember?” Ruben reminded. “And you're making chocolate pancakes.” Yori glowered at Ruben. “The meeting will be fast.” His husband sighed. “Okay, maybe after Yori's meeting, we can get ice cream…” Ruben submitted. “Yay!” Skylar swished her hips to make her skirt sway side to side. “Okay, okay. Everyone calm down,” Dante said. “Go…bother your uncle next door until breakfast is ready.” “We gotta tell Zio Lino!” Skylar said, excitedly grabbing Rowan's hand and dragging her to the door. “Skylar, let Rowan tell people when she's ready, okay?” Dante called after them, as the children ran off. He sighed and rubbed his neck. “That kid…” Ruben patted Dante's head. “They'll be fine.” “Dante?” Yori said, slinging Okita around to the front. “Yeah?” “Finish the pancakes. Okito did a poo.” “Ah, okay. Okay.” “I'll set the table,” Ruben offered. “Thank you, babe.” “No problem.”

[why485]

So, the identify of “Rena” has been confirmed beyond a shadow of a doubt, and I think it’s enough of a spoiler to put it under a Read More. I had actually already written a huge post with my reaction to the reveal but it was so long, so full of spaghetti, and so hot a take that I couldn’t post it.

I ended up reading a couple more chapters to see where this goes, and oh boy was that a good idea because there is a hell of a payoff.

I want to get this out of the way first. There is still a potential plot hole with Itsuki being Rena: How did she know about the photo in the wallet during their first encounter? This is something I’ve been thinking about a lot. (Ch.2 raises unflattering questions.) This is besides the point of this post and would require its own, but it feels worth mentioning. Anyway, onto the main post.

So Itsuki being Rena initially made me very upset for so many reasons that I wrote a huge essay which I’m never going to share because it was so embarrassing and full of spaghetti. After hiding it in Drafts, I went back and re-read chapters through the lens of “it has to Itsuki”.

To the mangaka’s credit, it actually does make sense. As I wrote in my previous Rena rant: 

Itsuki could be trying to help Fuutarou come to terms with his past.

I thought that was a red herring, but it seems that really was the case. Itsuki is, by the time of the first Rena encounter, fully aware that she had met Fuutarou in the past. If you go in with that mindset, there are little hints dropped since then that Itsuki has something on her mind. It’s notable too that her demeaner becomes much more positive and supportive of Fuutarou after the hospital visit.

The main reason this bothered me initially is because it makes Itsuki (and the mangaka...) seem really dishonest, and I hated that because the main reason I like Itsuki so much is that her and Fuutarou are both so trusting and natural around each other, and I adore that. I thought that Itsuki keeping this a secret for so long meant that she was lying, even if technically only by omission.

However, to Itsuki’s credit, upon re-reading basically every scene she’s in from the hospital scene to the present (first day of the Kyoto trip), it does come across as if she just never had a good chance to bring it up. It was eating her up inside that she never told him the truth about this, and she was literally just about to tell him until Yotsuba came in and ruined their moment. Reading that all back, it’s much easier to forgive because it’s a big deal and yeah it’d be a heavy conversation.

What really got me upset that first time around though, is that after her failed “I’m Rena” confession, she seems to decide to double down on the identity and it made me scream. The next couple chapters show the consequences of this decision, and oh my god is the payoff satisfying.

Fuutarou is completely done with these games.

I’m sad to see Itsuki so hurt by this, but I’m sorry, play stupid games win stupid prizes. Honestly all the quints, except for Yotsuba, have gone kind of nuts and everything is going totally off the rails. They’re being absolutely vicious to each other right now. Even Ichika is throwing Miku under the bus! What I love about all of this horseplay though is that it (seemingly) is having consequences. I am all here for people doing awful deceptive underhanded things to each other and actually getting punished for it.

Put another way, I think it’s cool how typical anime harem nonsense is causing everybody problems and making everything worse in a way that’s honestly pretty believable. This is going to get a lot worse for everybody before it gets better, and I’m really not sure how this is can even have a happy ending anymore.

[localplaguenurse]

uh hi !!!

im new to the genshin impact fandom even tho i’ve loved the game’s music and character designs for like the past year and so, and i’ve watched my brother play it since it came out,,, but i just started playing it for myself like two weeks ago !!!

anyway zhongli has always caught my eye and now that im playing the game and know most of the lore,, i wanted to read some fics about him and came across as gold as gingko trees on ao3 last week

when i tell you that fic changed the entire trajectory of my life in just the span of 5 hours.

the way you write is absolutely amazing and breathtaking and i loved reading your notes with each new chapter ab your beta reader, and the funny comments n all

sorry for dumping all of this on you lol

thank you so much for blessing me and many other readers with a fic like that !!!!!!

ty n take care <3

Aw, thank you so much! I only got into the fandom like a year ago and am honestly more of a lore reader than a game player. It’s like 30% a retention thing (I get REALLY into new interests and then abandon them before I get really into them again, rinse and repeat), 30% a time thing (kinda like retention, I just can’t find the time to play), and 40% the only console I can play on is my old ass high school laptop and oh. Oh boy it does not like the ice cave in Dragonspine. Anyways that’s just the long way for me to say that I learned all of the lore I know specifically to write fic about it. It’s good lore! I just can’t play the game 90% of the time-

It’s funny because beta for years has rambled about Zhongli but he’s not why I joined. It was the fatui trailer. It was Pantalone. Deadass. Which like happy one year anniversary to my corruption arc!

I’m being jokey but to bring it back, I’m really happy you enjoyed the fic! Every time I say that I feel like it comes off as very copy and paste, but I’m honestly really happy people enjoyed it and I’m really happy I wrote it because at the very least I’d be a miserable little sad sack. It’s so weird to think that this all started as beta giving me inspiration and me needing a distraction from my depression. And then people actually read it? And liked it? I mean I think I’m a good writer but goddamn, how’d I pull it off like that?

I do miss writing it though, but alas. At least we’ve got Ivy living in my inbox asking questions and giving me prompts lmao.

Take care!

[hailey-best]

Script

Scene 1:

In the middle of practice

Jennifer: Hey Rach, how are you??

Rachel: I'm okay, today's practice was really hard and I am kind of mad at myself. 

Jennifer: Oh no, why?? What happened?

Rachel: (annoyed) I am so mad I didn’t make that bar routine and I fell. 

Jennifer: It’s okay, it was just one time. Our season isn’t until January anyway so any mistake you make right now won’t affect you in the long run. 

Rachel: I know… I just know I can do better so I am disappointed in myself. 

Jennifer: I get it just try not to be so hard on yourself. Focus on the positives- you go home this weekend!!

Rachel: That’s so true! I am so excited to go home for the long weekend. I haven't seen my boyfriend in so long!!

Jennifer: When do you leave?

Rachel: Tomorrow night.

Jennifer: Awe that is so fun!! Are you going down to Ryan to get treatment after practice or are you going home?

Rachel: I am going to talk to my academic advisor quickly and tell her I got a 96 on my Anatomy Exam!!

Jennifer: (She gives Rachel a high five) That’s awesome!! I am proud of you. I can wait for you and we can walk home together!!

Rachel: Okay thanks!!

Scene 2:

Walking home

Jennifer: What are you going to do when you’re home?

Rachel: I think I am going out to dinner with my boyfriend on Friday! I also asked my friends if they were free Saturday night to do a game night! 

Jennifer: You are going to need to tell me how it is and give me updates while you’re home!!

Rachel: Of course, I am going to miss you!!

Jennifer: I am going to miss you too but I am excited you finally are able to go home!!

Scene 3:

Back at school after the weekend

Rachel: I absolutely loved going home. That was so much fun!! (smiling ear to ear)

Jennifer: I am so glad and happy for you! Tell me all about it! 

Rachel: I was able to see my brother’s Senior night for his soccer team!! Then I went on a date with my boyfriend. I went apple picking and carved pumpkins with my family while watching so many Halloween movies. I then had a game night with all of my friends because they also went home for a fall break. Then I watched the Steelers play on Sunday and then came back to school!! 

Jennifer: Wow! That is a very busy long weekend but I am glad you got to see your family and friends and had so much fun!! 

Rachel: Thank you so much, I missed you so much!!

Jennifer: I missed you too!

Rachel: What did you do this weekend?

Jennifer: I went to the city multiple times. I went out to dinner and then went again the next day for lunch and went shopping! It was a very laid back but fun reset weekend!!

Rachel: Oh good!! I am happy you had fun! 

Jennifer: Thank you!! I made the most of my weekend and am now ready for this week! 

[hxneyhxrts]

Sun Bleached || Jake “Hangman” Seresin (part 6)

Part 5

note: how are we already at part 6 oh my god. you guys, i really cannot convey how much joy it brings me to see your messages, comments, likes, reblogs, added tags, all of it. you guys are killing me. i don’t take compliments super well so i’m trying to play it off with humor but in a moment of seriousness, love you guys, thank you for looking at this.

warnings: explicit language, drinking, very vague sexual undertones for like a second

Sex on Fire

In retrospect, maybe it had been better that Jake thought Gwyn had a boyfriend.

Since their quiet talk in the back of the bar where she had mercifully quelled his fears that she was spoken for, it was like he had no control over himself. He found every excuse to be near her, talk to her, watch her, and lately touching her. Just small brushes against her when passing by or pretending to brush nonexistent lint off of her flight suit, but each caress felt like kindling.

Was it pathetic? Yes. Was he too far gone to care? Absolutely.

Weeks had passed of these light and awful touches exchanged between light coffee talk or field drills. He had gotten into the groove of being squadron leader with relative ease (and only minor complaints from some of the team, so he counted it as a win). Rooster would occasionally tease him about his little crush, though he didn’t know the full scope of Jake’s feelings. Not anymore, at least. Said crush had snowballed into something much more intense and less juvenile in the past weeks, and Jake found himself thinking of Gwyn more often than not. If he had a moment to think, it was of her. Of course, he understood what pursuing her like that could mean for the team and his career, and had resigned himself slowly over the weeks to the notion that it simply wouldn’t happen

It frightened him how rapidly she had infected him, but he figured it didn’t matter so long as he held it together for the team. No one had to know how he felt if nothing ever came of it, anyway. It would be his own secret to have and to keep, just for him (and maybe Rooster). So he selfishly sought her out, always reaching for her, content to have this and maybe only this.

—-----------

“That’s the lamest shit I’ve ever heard.”

Gwyn rolled her eyes. Alec’s incessant ranting had spurred a raging migraine that was sinking its claws into the space between her eyes and she had half a mind to tell him to kick rocks.

“It’s your 21st birthday and you want to just ‘go bowling’? Are you fucking nine?”

“Christ Alec!” she erupted finally, slamming her locker closed with a sharp and metallic ringing. “I don’t see what the big deal is! It’s just a birthday.”

The pilot scoffed, sitting up from where he had lounged out across a bench against the wall. “It’s your birthday, your 21st at that. Of course it’s a big deal. We should be at a bar all night while you get shitfaced and make decisions I can hold against you later.” He stood, crossing to her and running his hands gently up her arms. “You deserve to have fun. Just let me plan something for you.”

Alec had a face she rarely could say no to. Since the day they first met, all lanky limbs and too-wide smiles on their first day of flight school, he had a way of getting her to say yes to just about anything he asked. Slipping out after lights-out and skinny dip in the pond they had passed on their morning run? Sure. Make a game out of who could sneak into the admiral’s office without getting caught first? Absolutely. Conning her into distracting the tech who had been eyeing her for a month so he could take a girl out on a joyride? Say no more.

So, when Alec gave her that puppy dog face he knew she’d always agree to, she sighed, as much of an answer as he was going to get. Not that he needed more than that, raising his arms in victory with a small twinkle in his eyes.

“Well unless you plan on driving to the next city over, we don't have a lot of options. The only bar in town is the Hard Deck,” she complained, shoving at his chest affectionately.

“So?” he scoffed, grabbing her bag and hoisting it over his shoulder, ever the gentleman.

“So,” she started, leading him through the other lockers and to the door, “everyone we know goes there. Not very low key.”

She shouldered her weight into the heavy door, allowing Alec to slip past her with a grunt. “Who cares?”

“What if we run into someone from the team?”

The older male spun on her, searching her face for any sign she was kidding. “Isn’t that the whole point? To spend your birthday with friends?”

Gwyn groaned, pushing past him now. “They don’t know it’s my birthday and it would be weird to just randomly bring it up.”

The parking lot was still pretty full for it being this close to quitting time, but Gwyn was just grateful no one was around to eavesdrop on their conversation.

“Gwyn,” Alec stopped her with a hand to her shoulder. “I love you. Truly, I do. So please know that when I say this, it’s out of love.” He took a deep breath. “But that’s the dumbest fucking thing you’ve ever said.”

Another eye roll and she was stalking towards her car once again. Alec called after her but she ignored him in favor of unlocking her driver’s side door. She had just cracked it open, when he stopped her again with a hand across the metal. “Gwyn, I’m serious. Let’s go have fun tonight. We won’t invite anyone else, just us. But I want you to actually have fun.”

Every single bad decision she had ever made was echoed in his face, the same face that always whittled her down.

“Fine,” she groaned, sliding into her car seat and slamming the door on his obnoxious cheering.

—---

She wouldn't give Alec the satisfaction of dressing up. When she opened her front door an hour later to find him in a button down that looked too pressed and crisp to be casual, she had laughed at him. “It’s a special occasion,” he had insisted, but she had agreed to wear an old sun dress from high school and refused to budge.

A dress she was not slightly regretting as she sat in the passenger seat of his car tugging the hem down to her mid-thigh every few minutes. Granted, she hadn’t worn it since she was a teenager and had developed what Alec called “a woman’s body”, but she still turned pink at the sight of it slipping up her legs so much.

Some old R&B song she had never heard cranked through her skull at full volume along with her friend’s top-of-the-lung shouting along to the words, and she found herself already grinning at the night to come.

Bowling wasn’t a good idea, anyway.

Not that she’d ever admit that to him.

He screeched into the parking lot and killed the engine in a fluid motion, jogging around to open her door and shuffle her inside with fervor that could only be fueled by sheer excitement.

“Penny!” he called as he tugged her by the hand to the bar. “Let me get two drinks, something fruity. Anything you want.”

The older bartender quirked an eyebrow, but settled when Gwyn shyly handed over her I.D. Penny smiled and she could see why Captain Mitchell spent so much time at the bar when he thought no one noticed.

“Coming right up.”

Music faltered through the chatter, the old beat up jukebox stationed against the wall working overtime to accommodate the noise level. The mood was comfortable, if not a bit more relaxed than it had felt in recent visits. Maybe that had something to do with the distinct lack of naval aviators staking their claim on the pool tables, but it was soothing nonetheless.

Penny pushed two glasses filled with something eerily close to a smoothie towards them with a wink. “I’ll start a tab.”

—-----

Fruity was a bad choice.

Gwyn had finished it too quickly, the drink tasting like juice and not at all like the sting of alcohol she had anticipated. And once she had finished her glass, leaving nothing but clumps of whip cream in the bottom, Alec had swapped it out for a new drink.

And the cycle went on.

She and the culprit were now on the makeshift dance floor, nothing more than an empty space of hardwood near the jukebox, spinning out and hawing at each other at volumes that bordered obnoxious. Several patrons had slipped in to dance with them, leaving after a few songs, but a few had taken up near permanent residence with them, joining in on the spectacle.

Hands slid across her arms and back as she was spun and twirled enough to make her nauseous, but Alec’s cackle always drew her back in when she wanted to tap out for the night. Her grin felt stitched into her cheeks, and she wondered if she had stopped smiling at all since they arrived. Her limbs felt loose and free, the complete opposite of how she’d felt earlier in the cockpit.

Hangman had been more… Jake lately. He still flirted with her in that silly way he did with every female counterpart he knew (although it never failed to make her stomach flip traitorously), but recently he seemed to go out of his way to do it to her. He was a creature of convenience, usually saving his quips for anyone who got close enough to hear them, but lately it felt like he was seeking her out to lay it on her. Gwyn wanted to see something there, something only for her, but she knew that was just how he was and how he approached women.

The touching was new, though.

Little caresses against her body when no one else seemed to be looking that felt more Jake than Hangman. He would flirt with anything that had legs, but those small intimate embraces seemed to be reserved just for her. The thought sent a pang through her chest.

So when he had walked her to her plane, chatting about different maneuvers he wanted her to try out during practice, brushing his hand against her shoulder while he rambled, she had spent the rest of the drill completely rigid. Between that and his teasing remarks through comms, she had all but fallen apart (something Alec took notice of immediately, refusing to drop his teasing until her cheeks were bloodshot).

So yes, she needed tonight. A night to just focus on the looseness in her body and the deafening roar of blood rushing through her ears. And not him. Not Jake Seresin.

She wondered if Jake thought of her the way she thought of him. If he guiltily wondered about where she was when she wasn’t around, scorning himself immediately afterwards. Or if he simply regarded her as another member of the team and nothing more.

Alec had insisted otherwise. “He’s trying to rail you,” he had teased before following it up with a crude joke about her using that to their advantage. “Flirt with him and get us a glowing letter of recommendation already.”

But that was just it. She could have a crush on him, sure, but letting it go further was a sure fire way to end her (and Alec’s) reputation before it even began. All the time she had spent proving herself against the men in her class would be for nothing if she wired herself out to the first higher up who dangled a promotion in front of her.

“Technically, he’s the same rank as you. Not really a higher up,” Alec had countered when she’d said as much to him, but it didn’t matter. How would it look if she slept with her squadron leader only a month and some change out of Top Gun? Hangman wasn’t exactly discreet in his conquests, and she knew news would get out somehow whether she wanted it to or not. This was a close knit group who were bound to share, and she didn’t know them well enough to know if they’d keep it to themselves. They were good and honorable people, she reasoned, but her gut wouldn’t allow her to trust that.

Her eyes scanned the throng of bodies that had started to crowd her as the nighttime rush flooded in. She had lost sight of Alec several songs ago, and didn’t stand a chance locating him in this sea of people that surrounded her on all sides.

She pushed through the crowd, offering small apologies when she could, and traveled in the direction she thought the bar might be.

When had it gotten so loud in here?

Rough hands fell on her arm, pulling her back rather harshly. She followed the hand up an arm to find she was face to face with someone about her age, the perfect picture of “frat boy douchebag” if she had ever seen one. The guy was immediately leaning in to her space, breath hot and sticky as it poured over her face. She cringed internally.

“Where you headed?” and even his voice slithered across her skin unpleasantly. She swallowed.

“I was gonna go grab another drink,” she lied, casting a glance sideways and praying she’d spot that familiar mop of hair over the crowd.

Frat Guy slid his hand down her arm in what she assumed was supposed to be a seductive caress but it only made her stomach hurt.

“Stay for another dance and I’ll go get you a drink.”

Red flags shot up immediately, her senses sharpening and honing in on how terribly wrong the words sounded coming from him. “That’s okay, I got it.”

“I insist,” he pushed, stepping closer to her and fuck, where was Alec?

“That’s enough,” came a stern voice from behind her and then there were large hands planted firmly on her hips. Hands that pulled her back against a very broad, very strong chest that immediately felt like safe haven.

Jake.

The pilot’s grip on her waist was almost bruising and she craned her neck to look up at him (since when was he so tall?) and the scowl that took up his face. He didn’t look at her, choosing to keep a stern glare at Frat Guy who had taken several steps back, raising his hands in defense.

“Sorry,” he sputtered. “I didn’t realize she had a boyfriend.”

Jake’s hold tightened even more, fisting the thin cotton of her dress in his grip. “And now you know,” he bit out with pure malice. “Fuck off.”

The other man skittered away, shoving between people until he disappeared from sight. Gwyn released a breath that had clogged itself in her throat.

They stayed like that for several moments, Jake’s hands flexing against her hips while she tried to calm her stuttering heart. Whether it beat because of the situation or the way he held her wasn’t important.

It wasn’t.

He leaned down, suddenly, breaths curling over the shell of her ear delicately as he spoke to her. “I’m taking you to the bar. I’m going to hold your hand so I don’t lose you,” he husked. “Is that-” he swallowed. “Is that okay?”

Fearing words would fail her, Gwyn nodded, and inhaled sharply as one of his hands slowly dropped from her waist to grab hers. His hands were calloused and strong, completely enveloping hers in a way that made her want to sigh. He tugged her behind him carefully as he expertly weaved through the hoard, and it almost looked like people were parting for him. Soon, she found herself at the bar where he once again grabbed her hips and lifted her into a stool before claiming the one next to her. His hard stare leveled across the bar and Gwyn found herself drawn into him, watching how his jaw clenched and unclenched under her eyes, and god maybe it was the alcohol but she wanted to touch him. She would have, had he not slid a glass of water across the bar to her.

“Drink,” he commanded, leaving no room for argument or negotiation. She did so without hesitation, finding herself suddenly eager to please him. He could’ve asked her to jump off a cliff for all she cared, especially after saving her from some jackass with wandering hands.

She downed the water in one go like she had been stranded, and had barely set the glass down when Jake was flagging Penny down for a second one. “Again,” he pushed, tone still hard. She raised the glass to her lips and prepared to chug but he stopped her with a small touch on her chin. “Slowly,” he ordered.

So she drank in small sips, desperately looking around the bar for anything to focus on instead of him. His knee bounced rapidly and she clenched down on the desire to rest her hand on it.

Damn fruity drinks.

“How did you find me?” she nearly whispered, but he heard it. His spine straightened as he leaned towards her and the closeness only brought on a new wave of neediness within her. The need to be closer, the need to touch him, all of it.

“Alec found me over at the pool tables and asked if I had seen you. I went looking around for you after that.”

He had gone looking for her. Heat bloomed in her chest at the sentiment.

“Happy birthday by the way.”

Her blood chilled at his smirk, and she threw her head back with a groan. “Did Alec tell you?”

Jake’s eyes suddenly glanced down to where his hands were wringing together against the bar top. “No,” he muttered.

“Then how-”

“I’m squadron leader, baby,” he smirked, but even in her stupor she could see the discomfort lining the corners of it. “A good one, too. It’s my job and right to know everything about my pilots.”

Gwyn matched his smirk, more playful than she could help. “You looked at my file.”

It wasn’t meant to be accusatory, but Jake smiled at the challenge. “Maybe I did.” He laughed, pushing the glass of water back up to her lips gently. “Even if I didn’t, it wouldn’t take a genius to see you’ve had a few drinks, and I know Penny is religious about checking I.D.”

Stupid brilliant wonderful Jake Seresin.

“Do the others know?” she muttered. Jake seeing her out on her birthday was bad enough, but having the rest of her team battering her with questions and teasing once she was fully sober wasn’t something she could face.

Jake smiled, hands sliding across the bar to run along the back of her hand which she subconsciously turned over so he could run his digits across her palm. He swallowed heavily watching the movement, taking several moments before answering. “I don’t think so. And they won’t hear it from me, if that’s what you want.”

This. This is what she never saw him give to others, this quiet reassurance and gentleness. He gave himself away freely by means of flirting and charm, but this was just for her. At least she hoped it was.

Just Jake.

Not Hangman.

It was that thought that spurred her into grabbing his fingers, settling their hands in her lap as she played with them bashfully. This was crossing boundaries they hadn’t breached yet, and fuck she hoped she hadn’t ruined everything, but then Jake was relaxing his grip, drawing small circles on her knee.

“I’m gonna call a taxi,” she said as nerves settled in her stomach.

Jake palmed her thigh, effectively stilling her completely. “I’m driving you home.”

And that was that.

She sent a text to Alec to let him know she had left and then another to Phoenix asking if she would call him a cab and make sure he got home safely.

Jake’s car was everything she expected and then some. Some cool classic convertible that screamed “look at me” with a full leather interior because of course it did.

He opened the passenger door for her and guided her in with a hand at the small of her back. They were on the road in minutes while the radio played the kind of music her dad would listen to on Saturday mornings while making breakfast. Tomorrow, she could panic at how right it felt to be here with Jake. How close to being “home” it felt.

Tomorrow.

For now, the wind was pulling at her hair softly as they cruised well below the speed limit through the streetlights. Jake had been noticeably silent, the kind of quiet that meant he was thinking hard about something. Gwyn had almost opened her mouth to ask about it when he lifted his hand from the wheel and settled it on her leg gently.

“So,” she started, mirth lacing the word as she attempted to break up the tension in his brow. “Boyfriend, huh?”

Jake’s face screwed up in confusion before he threw his head back in a full belly laugh. “He wouldn’t have left you alone otherwise, baby.”

‘Maybe he would’ve,’ she wanted to say. ‘Because it was you telling him to.’

Instead she turned her face to watch the lights and houses pass, a content smile pulling at her mouth.

—------------

Jake half-heartedly listened to Gwyn’s directions to her house, already knowing the way but not wanting to tell her that. Besides, he wanted to hear her talk.

Her skin was so warm. It was all he could do to not let go of the wheel completely just have both of his hands on her. The soft amber glow of passing streetlights framed her perfectly and the image of her in his car, smiling as she leaned against the window while his palm sat on her leg, was killing him. He wished he could take a picture of her, of this moment, and keep it forever. Tape it to the speedometer in his plane, frame it in his house somewhere where he could always see her, anything just to keep this very picture with him for the rest of his life.

It was like second nature to have his hands on her. Not in a sexual way necessary (though that train of thought had knocked the wind out of him several times over the past few weeks), but just feeling her. Seeing someone else put their hands on her- some fucking loser, at that- had nearly set him off. Had Gwyn not been there, pliant under his hands and leaning back into his chest, he probably would’ve put those navy workouts to use. And fuck, it was so possessive and out of line for him to feel that way, but it’s how he felt. He couldn’t pin the exact moment he had lost his mind, but he suspected it was around the time he had heard that goddamn laugh crackle through a shitty plane radio.

He pulled into her driveway carefully, glancing at the dashboard clock.

2 a.m.

The drive usually wouldn’t have taken this long, but he had selfishly driven below the speed limit just to stretch out their time together.

Once again, he opened the door for her and held the small of her back while he walked her to the door. She spent several minutes fumbling with her keys before pushing the door open. He followed her in without invitation, insisting that he just wanted to see to it that she got to bed safely.

He was nothing if not a gentleman.

Jake surveyed the space, the knickknacks and photos that littered nearly every available surface and sucked in a breath at how her everything was. He had just bent down to look at an old family photo when a small lump of fur pushed against his legs.

“You have a cat,” he observed, finally breaking the silence. Gwyn turned to him halfway through pulling her shoes off. Color spilled into her cheeks, as if she was embarrassed that he was seeing this much of her personal life.

“Disco,” she said simply, lazily raising her hand to gesture at the small creature now bounding its way down the hall.

He snorted. Of course.

Gwyn rose to full height again, looking up at him nervously. “Thank you, for uh, helping me out. And also driving me home.”

And then she was hugging him.

Her arms curled around neck and her fingers just barely grazed across the back of his neck. He shivered. Finding his strength, Jake lifted his arms to wrap them around her waist and greedily planted his nose in her hair. Only for a moment, that was all he would take. All he would allow himself was a moment.

But she didn’t pull away.

Instead, she clutched at the collar of his shirt and laid her forehead against his chest. He prayed she couldn’t feel the pounding of his heart against her cheek.

When she did pull away, he wanted to yank her back in. He wished she was more sober, just so he could kiss her, but he supposed it was a good thing she wasn’t so he wouldn’t mess this up.

Squadron leader.

He was her squadron leader.

And that was all he could be.

A lump had formed in his throat, and he forced himself to choke out the words that had been tugging at him all night. “I got you something,” he gulped.

Her brow furrowed, and God he wanted to kiss it. Jake reached for the box in his pocket, the weight of it like a stone in his stomach.

She took it hesitantly, opening it with a delicacy that killed him. Her mouth dropped open at the small chain inside, a small plane charm hanging from the metal. She gaped at him openly and he found himself more nervous than he had ever been. He had flown missions the likes of which the navy had never seen, finished top of every program he ever entered, and faced certain death more than what he could consider healthy.

Nothing compared to this.

Nothing compared to the way her eyes looked at him from beneath her lashes and the pretty tinge of pink of her cheeks. Nothing.

“A birthday present,” he stuttered out. “Consider it a gift from the team. Figured it was prettier than dog tags.”

She still remained quiet.

It was so silent he could hear his own heartbeat in his ears and he contemplated just turning around and leaving, praying she wouldn’t remember this when she woke up. He had waited all day to give this to her for that very reason, unable to face her sober while he poured out a small part of himself to her.

She closed her mouth finally, glancing back down at the necklace before looking at him again.

“Put it on me?” she asked gently.

She didn’t even have to ask. He would do anything she wanted at that moment. He would've raked himself across hot coals if it would have made her look at home the way she was just then. He had never wished to be anyone besides himself before, but he would’ve killed to just have a minute where he wasn’t squadron leader and she wasn’t his subordinate and they could just be Jake and Gwyn and he could kiss her and hold her and tell her how pretty she looked when she was looking at him.

He didn’t trust his voice, so he simply nodded and reached for the chain. Gwyn turned around and lifted her hair so he could slip the necklace around her throat and he allowed himself another few selfish seconds to trail his fingers down the column of her neck and across the tops of her shoulders. His fingers were shaking. When had they started shaking?

Gwyn faced him again, face soft and eyes clear when she looked at him. Without warning, she pulled him in for another hug, fiercer this time. Jake wanted to bottle up the feeling of her in his arms and indulge in it forever.

When she pulled away this time, he kept his arms around her waist. ‘Just a little bit longer,’ he told himself.

“Thank you Jake.”

His name was like honey on her tongue. No one had ever made his name sound like a melody but she did. God, he was in so deep.

She walked him to the door and leaned against the doorframe while he walked to his car. Before he could get in, she hollered after him.

“See you later, Hangman.”

He smiled. “Just name the time and place, Cheek.”

She grinned back at him, lingering on the doorstep for another moment. “Bye.”

Jake laughed softly as he finally leaned into his car. “Bye, baby.”

And if he sat there for a few more minutes after she had gone back inside, waiting until her lights had shut off and he knew she had made it to bed, well then nobody had to know.

Part 7

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HEY HEY HEY

I love your writing, can I please get jealous hcs for anyone? Please include suna thi he's my latest brainrot hAHA

hi, thanks for the request! and suna brainrot?? bitch me too the fuck. anyways, hope you enjoy~

(also sorry this is kinda late, i've rewritten iwaizumi and bokuto ones a million times)

Haikyuu boys when they're jealous

characters suna rintarou, kuroo tetsurou, iwaizumi hajime, bokuto koutarou, kenma kozume

warnings none but i'm probably gonna say fuck at some point

Suna Rintarou

he tries to be chill about it, he does

it hurts his ego to be this clingy but god

he can't help but to feel that sour sting of jealousy when he sees another guy approaching you

at first will only take a quick glance from afar, just to check if the guy is bothering you, and then promises himself to stay out of your business

well he doesn't

once he decides the guy has lost talking-to-y/n-alone privilege, he will nonchalantly make his way towards you, one hand in his pocket, other sneaking its way to your shoulder, resting his elbow and giving the poor boy a menacing look

he can be pretty intimidating too with that eyeliner and all

(but that look only works on people that don't know him well, he tried it on atsumu once and the latter just laughed in his face)

not the type to be openly jealous but when he sees someone blatantly flirting with you he will start to give you the Glance

blinks slowly (you know, like that one blonde haired guy gif) and looks at you through raised eyebrows as if to say hey babe, i love you and i trust you. what the fuck tho

and when the guy starts being borderline creepy he'll appear between you - and i mean literally will inject himself between you two and strike a conversation with you as if nothing weird happened

they usually get the hint, but this one guy tried to go around him, still rambling about whatever and suna literally turned on his heel and said "come again?" with such unrivaled coldness, his eyes exuding just sheer fucking spite

but like i said, unless the other guy is asking for it, he's not the type to start a direct confrontation

will take you by the hand and leave without much thought because he simply doesn't have the time for that shit

he might seem grumpy afterwards but a couple of soft kisses usually do the trick

soft kisses which are followed by a breathless make out session with you on his kitchen counter because he still wants you to know you're only his

Kuroo Tetsurou

this little bitch

never gets jealous

and i mean never

once pretended he was jealous just to make you feel better (??? his logic? unparalleled) but once you found out you beat his ass

loves it when you get jealous though (he thinks it's cute)

sometimes he does get insecure, but he shows it in an unusual way

like if you've been talking to someone, smiling at your phone for a while he'll just get up and randomly do a couple puhs-ups, start flexing his muscles and shit

all while you're looking at him like,,

"babe, what are you doing"

"oh i didn't think you'd notice me there. since you're on your damn phone all day"

"...are you my mom?"

nah he'll be fine (will steal your phone though)

also it's the funniest thing when he sees someone trying to flirt with you

he will literally walk over there, introduce himself (not mentioning he's your boyfriend) and act really interested in the conversation

he plays this game where he tries to see how long will it take the guy to realise you two are together (longest time: 24 minutes, record holder: yahaba shigeru)

whenever the guy asks you something he will interrupt you and answer for himself as if the guy were flirting with him

"so, like what do you do in your free time?"

"not mu-"

"oh i love taking long walks on the beach, especially during sunsets. i really think it is healthy for the mind and the soul, not to mention quite romantic too. don't you too love sunsets, kevin?"

at one point kevin will have had enough of it

"i was talking to y/n alone here"

"aw don't worry, you're not bothering me"

he is such a pain in the ass

why can't he just be normal

Iwaizumi Hajime

rational, mature, i love him

seriously, he is the bestest boy and he will treat you so well because he trusts you and respects your friendship with other guys as well

but on those rare occasions when he does get jealous,, oh boy

first of all, the PDA skyrockets, he has to have his arm around you at all times - around your shoulder? on your waist? in your backpocket? his hand's been there done that

not in any way possesive but will be really annoying unless you give him your full undivided attention that day

he lets himself be selfish a bit, after all he is your boyfriend he can have you all to himself for a day, right?

jealous sex with him? better prepare a wheelchair cause you want be able to walk straight tomorrow

sees a boy trying to flirt with you? tries not to make a scene but absolutely will throw the first punch if he needs to

one day he was having a particularly rough time at practice and all he wanted to do was lose himself in your arms and fall asleep to the feeling your fingertips tangled in his hair

and then he saw this?? guy? (the audacity!) laughing with you after telling some dumb joke and let me tell you - iwaizumi wasn't having any of it

he came up to you from behind, wrapped his arms around your waist and planted a small kiss on the crook of your neck

"when are we going home, love?"

and he gives him the calmest yet most fear inducing stare from behind you

and suddenly the pattern on poor boy's pants starts to look awful lot like piss stain

it is actually kinda hot how one single look from him can cause such a reaction

"he was just asking about english homework babe"

"yeah that's what they all say"

Bokuto Koutarou

gets jealous so so easily

it is actually fascinating

will get mad at otome games

"what does jumin han have that i don't???"

god forbid you pay attention to your pet more than him (btw you have a golden retriever and his name is bean)

you're sitting on the couch cuddling with your dog, scratching his ears, ruffling his fur and all that, and there he is, your clingy boyfriend, snuggling right next to you, demanding you play with his hair too

so dramatic

"you smiled at him... the way you used to smile at me..."

"bokuto, he's a dog"

the only guy he trusts 100% to be around you is akaashi, even kuroo is on thin ice

but him and akaashi are something else, one time you three had a sleepover and you felt like you were the third wheel

will act like a tough serious boyfriend in front of others, especially your other guy friends but in reality will look for affection immediately after

oh while we're at it - jealous bokuto kisses? are the best kisses

will also force you to wear one of his shirts for the rest of the day

my poor man is so touch starved so when he feels insecure or jealous he will look for comfort in things like holding your hand, nuzzling your neck or giving forehead kisses

but later that day, when you two are sitting on the couch cuddling he will quietly ask you something along the lines of "you still think i'm pretty, right?"

you can feel him all over you - his hands are creeping down your waist, he's pulling you in, deepening the kiss until all you can see, think and feel is him

he wants to show you exactly how much he wants you and what you were missing out on while you weren't paying attention to him

and it shocks you for a moment because you didn't realise just how much that one short moment of jealousy actually stayed with him

you have to reassure him he's the most beautiful boy you have ever met, and not only that, but also the funniest and the most caring person as well, and that you would never leave his side no matter what happened

and as much as he loves getting praised he always gets embarrassed, so he just smiles in return, but he is also happy to know you're there for him and you don't think he is too much

Kenma Kozume

it depends on his mood honestly

sometimes he doesn't mind it even if the other guy is flirting with you and sometimes will get pissy if you smile at the cashier

but when this boy gets really jealous oh my GOD

he is just like bokuto if not worse; he just hides it so well

one time you went grocery shopping with him and spent the entire time texting your friend who had just told you she was visiting your city

and he got so offended

you didn't even notice it until later that day when you came home and he suddenly refused to cuddle with you

silent treatment

lifts his nose and ignores you, only giving you dirty side glances from under the eye

such a massive sense of pride in those 170 cm even oikawa would be impressed

in my country there's a saying "it's in the smallest bottle that the poison lies" and honestly? yeah

at some point you realise why he's acting like that and you start teasing him

"i am not jealous i am just mildly irritated" is the only thing he deems necessary to say before going back to being unnecessarily pissed

he reminds you of an angry cat

it's kind of amusing seeing him like this but you were also getting real tired of his shit

don't even try bribing him (you tried buying him over with a ps5 but he just looked at you unimpressed, disgusted that you think so low of him)

the only thing he will accept is a sincere apology

if it's sincere or not is up to him to decide, obviously

which can lead to quite some bickering

will try to get you to beg but please have dignity, if you do it once he will make you do it every time

yeah generally a lttle shit but his kisses after making up are just as eager as yours so

[misteria247]

"Her name is (Y/N)....."

Who would of thought that one little sentence would cause such an emotional turmoil. Deuce and Ace could only stare at the small boy, unable to comprehend what they'd just heard. It was a name that they hadn't heard in six long years. A name that even to this day caused them to get a bit upset.

"Are.....are you sure that's your mom's name.....?"

Deuce asked a bit breathless by the sudden crash of emotions that was hitting him. Ace on the other hand was just stunned beyond belief, unable to really think of anything to say.

"Yeah I'm sure......why.....?"

Elliott asked with a small head tilt. Deuce sucked in a sharp breath at the movement, the head tilt being nearly identical to yours. Ace just shook his head still in shock.

"I can't believe it......(Y/N)'s a mom......holy-"

Ace muttered trying to wrap his head around it before realizing something.

"Wait......if you're here that means.....!"

Ace started to say trailing off before Deuce picked up on what he was saying.

"She's here.....she's back in Twisted Wonderland.....! She's got a kid too......!"

Deuce said in awe before his expression furrowed in confusion.

"But wait.....if (Y/N) is the mom then who's the dad....?"

Deuce asked puzzled. Ace took another look at Elliott before seeing exactly who the father was.

"I think I figured it out.....it's him....."

Ace said. Deuce first looked confused before it clicked.

"No way he's.....!"

Deuce gasped stunned.

"There's no doubt about it. He's practically a clone of him."

Ace nodded in confirmation. Deuce was about to reply when he was interrupted.

"Wait.....do.....do you two know my mama......?? And.....and my papa.......??"

Elliott asked not daring to get his hopes up with the last question. If Ace and Deuce knew you then from the sounds of it they knew his father too. If they knew who his father was.......maybe Elliott could finally see you be happy completely and finally get his answers that he'd been desperately wanting. Ace and Deuce froze at Elliott's questions, the boy's hurt elbow all but forgotten about as he tried to get information. The two men were at a loss. They had no idea if they should answer Elliott's question about his father, given that you might not want Elliott to know. Plus the last thing the boys wanted to do is be reunited with you and then piss you off with something like this.

"Uh.....we do know your mama. She was a very old friend of ours. As for your papa......"

Deuce trailed off not knowing what to say. Ace thankfully took over.

"We don't know him very well."

Ace finished. Elliott deflated at this, his green eyes dimming slightly.

"O-oh......."

He said softly, looking down at the ground. Ace and Deuce felt themselves fill with guilt for having somewhat lied to the small child.

"Hey we might not have the answers you're seeking, but we do know someone who has some of them. But first I think we should get your arm fixed up and try to find your mama okay?"

Deuce said keeping the child close to him. Elliott gave a small nod, wanting to fix his stinging elbow and find you. Ace just kept quiet, his thoughts racing. He never imagined that he'd ever see you again, especially as a parent and in a mess like this. And he knew that Deuce was thinking the same thing he was. With Elliott now in Deuce's arms the duo made their way towards the one person who could help them at the moment.

~~~~~

Elliott clung to Deuce, keeping an eye out for his mother and taking in the sights around him. He took notice of some of the people who were now slowly starting to fill the once abandoned campus. Standing under the shade of a large tree was a rather tall, nervous looking man who had long flowing blue hair that looked like flames. Next to him was what looked like a robot teenager, who happily chattered away at him. Elliott couldn't help but notice that they looked like the one statue he'd seen of the man with the flames for hair. Further along the growing crowd was another group of men who looked like their were business men. Two of them were incredibly tall and the third one was rather pretty in Elliott's opinion. The two tall men had teal hair and different colored eyes, almost like they were twins. While the shorter one had steel blue hues and wavy silver hair.

A few more groups caught the young boy's attention rather quickly. One of them was filled with beautiful people who looked like they belonged in a movie or a story book. The leader of the group was the fairest of them all, looking absolutely stunning. Elliott was spell bound for a moment before the other man who wore a funny hat turned towards them and caught Elliott's eye. The strange man gave a smile when he noticed the small child and waved at him. Elliott waved back hesitantly before curling up into Deuce's shoulders more. Another group had two men who looked like they came straight out of the stories his mama read to him with the genies and magic carpets. The shortest of the duo had white hair and was dressed in the finest clothes, a beaming smile on his face as he talked to the taller man next to him. The other man was more serious looking, his hair long and braided nicely as he just nodded along to whatever the other man was saying.

Elliott also noticed that they were holding hands, and standing rather close to one another. The child tilted his head in confusion, thinking about the Arabian princess and her prince for some reason. As the trio made their way further into the school they passed another group of men. These men had animal ears. One man looked like a hyena with blonde hair and mischievous blue eyes, snickering under his breath as his companion, a large man with unruly brown hair filled with braids listened. Bright green eyes just stared irritated at his snickering companion, a scar decorating his face.

"Oi what are you staring at?"

A growling voice came from the man with the scar. Elliott let out a gasp and hid into Deuce. Deuce meanwhile looked up and went wide eyed and Ace just bit back a groan.

"L-Leona Senpai-! It's been awhile!"

Deuce said giving a small bow in nervousness. Ace rolled his eyes at his companion, slightly jumpy with the sudden stop from their destination.

"Oh it's you.....Deuce and Ace. It has been awhile. Tell your cub to keep his eyes to himself."

Leona growled simply before leaving without even so much as a goodbye. It was quite obvious that he wasn't in the mood for chitchat. His companion gave them a somewhat amused yet apologetic look before giving a small salute and following behind him. The duo seemed to sag with relief.

"Oh thank Seven he didn't notice. Now we can finally get to the person who can help you-"

Deuce started to say only to nearly jump out of his skin at a terrifyingly familiar voice. Ace jumped as well at the voice going pale rather quickly.

"May I ask.....why do you have a child with you? You'd think that after graduation......you would have learned to follow the rules......"

The voice said sounding pleasant but at the same time it brought chills to the two men. Even after six years they still had a fight or flight response with this person.

"Ah you shouldn't be so harsh on them. They're grown men after all."

Another voice chimed in sounding much more relaxed.

"Ahhhhh-!!! Look at this cutie!!! I definitely need a photo of his cute little face!!!"

Another voice chirped before a pair of hands gripped Elliott's cheeks in a gentle manner. Standing in front of him and the A-Deuce duo were three men that Elliott had never seen before. However........they seemed to know Deuce and Ace rather well.

Something told Elliott that this might take awhile before he finally got to see his mama again.

*Oh my God I'm alive hello! First I wanna apologize for the long hiatus, things have been extremely hectic and I haven't had a lot of time to write. But I finally managed to get something done for y'all so I consider that a win!!! Also let's play the game of guess who was mentioned here in Elliott's observations and who are the mystery trio at the end of the beloved cliffhanger! Sorry if this sucks shdhdhfhh. Anyways if any y'all read this I hope you enjoyed it!!! And onwards to our tagging list!!!!! @genshin-idiot @ditsy-anime-thot @ctannth @reaperfeels @thatjessawall @simpformangas!!!!*

[genshin-impact-writings]

Can I please requests “I never dared to even dream about you feeling the same.” with Childe and an adepti reader who hates him, but he loves them?

Preferably fluffy tsun tsun please?

Hey there, dear! It's been a while since I've written something for Tartaglia, so your request was absolutely perfect, thank you for sending it in. I hope you like what I came up with! <3 Have a great day/night and stay safe.

Seaside rendezvous – Tartaglia/Childe x adeptus!reader (gn!reader)

Tartaglia should have known better than to fall for someone like you. Someone who clearly hated him, no matter how hard he tried to prove that he was actually a somewhat decent person, that he was so much more than just the Fatui Harbinger who was a threat to Liyue and its people. Heck, he should have stayed far, far away from you after your first meeting in Guyun Stone Forest where you had told him that you’d kill him if he ever dared to cause harm to your beloved home again. And yet, he didn’t stay away.

At first, it had just been a fun game to come and see you, to find out how far he could go until you snapped. How long he had to annoy you before you’d finally agree to fight him. But much to his surprise, you never lost your patience. Sometimes, it had even seemed like you secretly enjoyed his company – only to insist that it was quite the opposite when he started to tease you about it.

It still amused him how you always told him to leave you alone, only to start a conversation shortly after. But as the time went by, he had realized that it wasn’t just about annoying you or challenging you to a battle he most likely wouldn’t be able to win anyway. He couldn’t really remember when he finally noticed that he came to see you almost every day because the days felt empty without your company and your constant bickering.

And he had to admit that it was awful to be in love with someone who’d never return his feelings, not now and not in a million years. It would have been better to stop visiting you as as soon as he realized his feelings. But at the same time, Tartaglia knew that this emotional turmoil was better than not knowing you at all, although his heart, his foolish, lovestruck heart kept breaking a little more every time you said that you hated him. It was pathetic and embarrassing, he was very well aware of that, but he still couldn’t help it.

Even now, as you glared at him and let out an exasperated sigh, he couldn’t stop wishing that you’d finally stop treating him like your arch enemy.

“You don’t have many friends, do you?” you asked. “Or why else do you keep coming here?”

“Because I wanted to see you, obviously,” he replied with a smirk that couldn’t quite hide the insecurity in his blue eyes that had always reminded you of the ocean. The next moment, you frowned at your own thoughts. Thankfully, you hadn’t said that out loud, or else he would have gotten the idea that you had some kind of sympathy for him – which definitely wasn’t the case… would never be the case. You huffed, both at your hideous thoughts and his words, and sat down in the sand, staring up at him. “You’re annoying.”

Once again, a smile flashed over Tartaglia’s face. “But you’d miss me if I wouldn’t be here,” he said. “Come on, don’t be shy, you can admit it.”

“Shut up. I won’t admit anything.”

“But you’re not denying it either.”

You groaned. “Please, just stop talking.”

“Yeah, fine,” he agreed as he sat down next to you, crossing his ankles as he leaned back against the rocks behind him. “I can keep you company without saying a word.”

You refrained from telling him that you didn’t need his company at all, knowing that it would only result in yet another conversation you really didn’t want right now. So, you just closed your eyes, enjoying the silence that had settled between the two of you. It was almost peaceful to sit here, the sunlight warm on your face and the calming sound of the waves in the background.

If only – no. No, it was actually quite nice to have Tartaglia by your side, after spending so many years on your own. The life of an Adeptus could be lonely, devastatingly lonely even, and although you sometimes went to the city to visit Yanfei and Ganyu, you had never really liked the hustle and bustle of Liyue Harbour. In this sense, it was great that Tartaglia came to Guyun Stone Forest instead of asking you to meet him in the city – to which you’d never agree, obviously.

You groaned. Developing some kind of sympathy for him was the last thing you needed, especially since you knew exactly what he had done to Liyue. It would contradict everything you believed, everything you had done in the past to protect the land, if you allowed yourself to fall for someone like him. You should continue to hate him, not enjoy his company. But at the same time, you couldn’t deny that you looked forward to seeing him, no matter how hard to tried to deny it.

“You know,” Tartaglia said, his voice so quiet that you could barely hear him but you still turned your head to look at him, patiently waiting for him to continue his sentence, “it’s really unusual that you don’t tell me to leave you alone. If I didn’t know any better I’d say you actually like that I’m here.”

“Most definitely not.”

He chuckled softly. “Come on, you can admit it. I won’t tease you, I promise.”

“Don’t promise something you can’t keep,” you replied. “You always tease me. Maybe that’s why –” You paused for a moment, trying to figure out what to say next. “Maybe that’s why I don’t tell you how I really feel about this whole situation. Or how I feel about you.”

“How you feel about me?” he repeated, his brows perked up as he stared at you like you had just told him that you had actually three heads. “You’ve made that very clear in the past.”

“I don’t know when that changed. At first, I just thought that I’ve gotten used to it, that you don’t annoy me as much as you did previously because I accustomed myself to the situation but maybe that’s not the truth. Maybe I actually like you.”

Tartaglia hummed in response, only to freeze just a moment later when his brain finally comprehended what you had just told him. It couldn’t be real; surely he was imagining things because it simply couldn’t be true that you liked him after acting like you hated no one more than him for the past couple of months. But then again, why shouldn’t you have changed your opinion after getting to know him better?

And in that moment, he simply couldn’t help himself, although he had sworn to never give in to these urges. He leaned in, cupped your face with his hands and finally pressed a gentle kiss to your lips.

You startled at first, drawing back ever so slightly but when one of his hands moved to the back of your neck to pull you closer again, you found yourself relaxing, slowly melting into his touch and the feeling of his warm lips against yours.

When he pulled away, he almost expected you to punch him in the face, despite the fact that you had just kissed him back, but instead, you just stared back at him, your gaze filled with an insecurity he had never seen with you before, your pupils blown wide. “Could you-“, you stopped and cleared your throat when you realized how breathy your voice sounded. “Could you maybe do that again?”

A soft smile flashed over his face. “You know, I never dared to even dream about you feeling the same.“

“I don’t,” you mumbled, already leaning in to kiss him again. “I hate you. I hate you so much.”

“I know.”

Thank you so much for reading! If you enjoyed it please consider reblogging. I'd really appreciate the support. <3

Taglist: @somemothgoingferal, @blissmal, @aimicoos, @childe-support, @the-gayest-sky-kid

[packetofsuga]

Kiss of Death - Corpse Fic

Prompt: “He’s a bad kisser” 

Backstory: Y/N is a streamer and secretly dating Corpse, not even their friends know. Other than Dave, of course. They’re playing proximity chat among us with Valkyrae, Toast, Sykkuno, Pewdiepie, JackSepticeye, Pokimane, Ludwig, and Dave (boyinaband). 

Genre: Fluff + humor 

Content warning: Light swearing

Word Count: 1631

A/N: Okay. First of all, writing an author’s note really threw me back to my Wattpad days but, anyway. I just wanna say feel free to send little prompt requests in my ask box for fics. I won’t write smut, I know I have for kpop artists in the past and I may write smut again in the future but for now, it’s a hard no for all fics. I will write mainly for Corpse Husband, Valkyrae, BTS, and Dream Catcher. Possibly other YouTubers or kpop groups just ask and I’ll let you know! I also will write for some book fandoms, I can’t list all of them so again just ask, please. I’ll get to requests whenever I can so please be patient while waiting. 

Until then please enjoy the random prompts I’ve found that I thought would be cute :) 

Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction

You were playing among us with your friends and your boyfriend, as usual. The only difference was you were using the proximity chat mod which you had never done before. Because you guys were using that mod every time Corpse got imposter he was doing his “kiss of death” thing. 

As you loaded into the game you saw the word crewmate pop up on your screen. Everyone started joking about being a crewmate or imposter and you chuckled to yourself. “I am just a crewmate doing crewmate things. I am doing keys, because I am just a crewmate.” You stated while walking over to the keys task, knowing that you don’t even have keys this round. 

“Y/N’s faking keyyysss.” Poki called. 

“She’s just reminding everyone to fake keys, guys, everyone fake keys right now,” Sean said, moving his character on top of yours in front of keys. The was a chorus of agreements as almost everyone did the same. Once that was done you split off from the group. 

“Guys… I think it’s Poki, she didn’t fake keys.” You said to your chat, laughing to yourself. You went around doing your tasks. You came across Sykkuno in O2, “Hey Sykkuno, whatcha doing?”

He paused in the doorway of the tree room, “Oh! hi Y/N. I’m uh just doing my tasks.” 

You cleared the trash shoot, “Oh yeah? Just a crewmate doing crewmate things?” 

Sykkuno giggled, “Uh, yep. Just doing crewmate things. Hey, you- you wanna stand on this vent with me?” 

You hesitated, knowing there’s absolutely no way for you to figure out if Sykkuno is just being himself or is actually the imposter, “I- You know what yes I would love to Sykkuno.” You walked into the tree room.

“Oh- really? That… Was very enthusiastic.” The two of you walked onto the vent by the tree, stacking on top of each other, “You’re not the imposter, right? You’re not gonna kill me. 

“Oh, of course not, Sykkuno. I mean, you know, maybe.” You love making yourself look extra suspicious to him because that’s how he plays, “Here. I’ll click the spot where the kill button is and we’ll see what happens, okay?” 

“Oh, Jesus-” He gasped. 

You clicked the spot on the screen, “Hear me clicking?” You both laughed.

“Uh yeah I do, that means it can’t be you huh?” He said, “Here I’ll do it too.”  

You yelped a little as the body reported screen came up, scaring you. 

“I thought I just fucking died.” You said, trying to calm your breathing.

“Honestly, me too.” Sykkuno said, “There’s so many people dead.” 

Poki reported the body and the screen showed that Toast, Sean, and Dave were dead, “So Rae and I just walked up on Toast’s body. And I don’t think it’s Rae, I’ve been with her for a good chunk of this round.” 

“Soo it could be both of you.” You pointed out. 

“Why are you susing me right now??” Poki exclaimed. 

“You didn’t fake keys!” You yelled. 

“She’s right!” Pewds yelled, remembering that from the beginning of the round, “What the fuck, Poki?” 

Corpse laughed, “That’s a little sus Imane.” 

Poki laughed, “I can’t believe I’m getting sussed cause I didn’t fake a task.” 

“Anyways, I think it’s Rae and Poki. It definitely couldn’t have been Sykkuno, we were chilling on a vent.” You stated. Corpse hummed to himself. 

Sykkuno vouched for you, “Yep that’s true. And we did a foolproof test so it’s not either of us.” 

“What was the test?” Lud asked 

“Well, we both clicked the kill button and neither of us are dead, so.” Sykkuno pointed out. 

“You clicked the kill button?” Rae asked, “Wait, so you’re both imposters? You clearly can’t kill each other if you’re imposters.” 

You sighed, “I don’t know why Sykkuno had to say it like that but we clicked where the kill button should’ve been and nothing happened. So it’s not us.” 

“So there’s two pairs.” Corpse mused to himself. 

Pewds brought his mic really close to his mouth, “Get ‘em out of here.” 

You yelled over him, “Hold on hold on, it’s seven we can’t vote on seven. Kind of sus that you’re pushing to vote on seven.” 

“I’m not sus you’re sus.” He declared.

“Let’s skip, I’m gonna stay with Sykkuno and protect him.” Lud announced as the ‘I voted’ sticker popped up next to his name. Everyone started voting to skip. 

“If Ludwig dies it’s Sykkuno.” Pewds concluded as the timer ran out. 

“What???” Sykkuno wailed. You quickly ran to go to Lab on your own, afraid of Rae and Poki. 

Rae walked behind you into Lab, “ Ahhh- Hi please don’t kill me.” 

“No no no I would never,” Rae said, making her voice sound sarcastic on purpose as you guys walked into decontamination. You started to scream dramatically. 

“Heeeeeeelp. Heeeeellppp! She’s gonna kill me.” You pushed your character into the door to specimen, desperately waiting for it to open.  Once it finally did you rushed down into specimen and she ran after you. You ran around specimen with her chasing after you.

“Stop running. Y/N. Y/N! Hey- Stop running!” She yelled after you.

“Nooooo.” Corpse walked into specimen from the bottom and stood off to the side watching the two of you, “Coooorpse, protect me.” You yelled. He moved his character between you and Rae. 

“Yeah, uh, of course. I’ll protect you don’t worry.” He said. Rae stopped in front of him. 

“I said I wasn’t gonna kill you Y/N.” She insisted. 

You fake cried a little, “You didn’t say you couldn’t kill me though! Corpse, please. Wait-” You realized Corpse could 100% be the imposter right now, “Corpse… It’s not you is it?” 

“No no, I’m gonna protect you.” He promised. 

“....Does that mean it’s you but you’re gonna kill Rae to protect me?” You asked. They both laughed and Rae backed away from Corpse. 

“She knows too much Corpse, she knows too much!” Rae yelled. You started to scream for help again and run around. 

“Hey hey hey, relax.” Corpse said, following you. You ran towards bottom decontamination, getting stuck at the door again, “Don’t worry. Y/N, shhh. It’s okay, just-” He made a smooching noise and the kill animation popped up on your screen. 

You let out a shriek. “I can’t believe- Well, hi chat.” You giggled and started reading the chat again, “‘You got a kiss from Corpse, how do you feel?’ He’s a really bad kisser, guys. I mean it, did you see that? He kissed me and then STABBED me. An awful kisser.” You shook your head. A body was reported and the meeting screen popped up. They discussed yours and Poki’s death Corpse and Rae vouching for each other and Lud and Sykkuno vouching for each other, leaving Pewds the only one without an alibi and got him voted out. The defeat scream popped up showing Rae and Corpse as the imposters. 

Corpse POV

Before joining the lobby again he decided to read chat for a second and talk to his fans. “I’m sorry I can’t really look at chat that much while we’re doing this mod it’s just hard cause everyone can hear you, you know.” He read through the recent super-chats, thanking people as he went. He quickly scanned the rest of the chat. People were spamming that Y/N had called him a bad kisser, “Wait- she- Y/N said what??” He joined the lobby, “Y/N what the fuck?” 

“What’d I do??” Y/N questioned.

“Did you really tell your chat I’m a bad kisser? Why are you lyyyying?”  

“I-” The whole group started gasping and talking over each other, “I meant in the game! You- everyone shut up oh my god please-” 

“Okay okay okay, let her talk guys. Try and talk your way out of this Y/N.” Corpse chuckled. 

“Okay, before I get myself into a scandal. In-game, before you killed me, you gave me a little kiss. Then my chat was like how do you feel and I was like you know what, that was an awful kiss I died from it.” 

“Ohhh, that makes sense.” Corpse said. 

“Wait!” Rae interrupted, “What else would she have to go off of other than in-game?…” There was a long silence. 

Corpse was the one to break the silence. “You know what, gamer bladder. Bathroom break.” Everyone laughed and reluctantly agreed. 

Y/N POV

You tried to stay calm and talk to your chat about any other topic but your chat was going insane speculating about you and Corpse. 

Corpse came into the room and you quickly held up one finger off-camera to tell him to wait a second. 

“Uh, hold on just a second guys.” You muted your headphones and took them off. You started to work on turning your webcam off but he reached over and grabbed the arm of your chair, rolling it towards him. 

You squealed, “Corpse! What are you doing?”

“I’m a bad kisser, huh? I’m a bad kisser?” He started peppering your face with kisses. You giggled. He planted his hands on the armrests of your chair, practically trapping you in place. He raised an eyebrow at you, a smirk plastered on his lips, “Hmm?” 

You cupped his face and kissed him. He started to pull you closer to him but you pulled back, “No, you’re not a bad kisser, baby. You’re the best kisser.” He kissed you again and then went back to his filming room. You slid your chair back to your computer, pretending as if nothing happened. You put your headphones back on and scanned the chat. There were a couple of people being like we saw that hand but you ignored it and continued playing.

[kkusuka]

Haikyuu poly headcannons!! <33

 Pairs: Kageyama & Hinata, Oikawa & Iwaizumi, Ushijima & Tendo, Sakusa & Atsumu, Kurro & Kenma, and finally Bokuto & Akaashi. 

part 2

Sfw AND Nsfw 

Slight time skip spoilers!!!

let me know what you want to see next

word count: 2.6K I got a bit carried away. lol

FEMALE READER

Kageyama Tobio  and Hinata Shoyo

Sfw

It's a constant fight for attention

They are polar opposites, Hinata is warm and energetic while Kageyama is confused and awkward, but  they both love you so much it hurts.

How you got together was kind of a funny story, you and Hinata knew each other from middle school and reconnected when you met at a local mall in tokyo. So when you and Hinata started hanging out more he couldn't help but brag to Kageyama about it, which led to him wanting to meet you and thus began the year long fight for your love. 

You couldn't choose between them so they came to the decision that they would just share you!

Your dynamics are pretty simple, you spend as much time with whoever is not at practice at the time, lucky they have two completely different practice schedules, Hinata in the morning and Kageyama in the afternoon.

That meant cuddling with Kags in the morning and cooking lunch with Hinata in the afternoon. 

You guys also have a weekly date night! You have a rotation of who gets to choose what they want to do. 

Unsurprisingly Hinata likes volleyball inspired dates, but he also likes the movie and picnic dates!

Kageyama is a bit more romantic, shockingly (he read a dating book), like romantic dinners and late night walks , shopping, anything to see you happy.

They also love anything you want to do, stay in? They make popcorn for movies. Dinner? Where, what and when should they make a reservation. 

They are literally so whipped for you.

Nsfw

Oh~ ho ho~

I am a firm believer that these two are switches. 

Hinata is a bit more submissive than Kags (for the most part), but he has his moments. 

And i have this thing where Kags makes you and Hinata fuck while he watches biut votgh of you are power bottoms.

Toys toys toys

I'm talking double ended dildos and vibrators galore.

Punishments are usually for Hinata and consist of you riding Kags while he watches, and its absolute torture.

They also have nights where they have you alone and those are sweet and romantic, rose petals and candles. 

It's never boring <33

“Tobio, doesn't she look so pretty?” 

“God Shoyo you’ll cum in your pants if you grind like that” 

“ go fuck yourself on the fucking dldo like a slut” 

Oikawa Tooru and Iwaizumi Hajime 

Sfw

There are two ways that this happened

1. You grew up with them and slowly fell in love through your life, and you all got together in highschool

Or 

2. You met Oikawa in Argentina, literally fell in love at first sight, stars in your eyes. This led to him bringing you back to Japan, which led to you meeting “Iwa-chan” (who looked much more beautiful in person). After hanging out everyday for about 3 weeks Oikawa bright up the idea of sharing

And here you are! 

You guys are all similar but you share personal things with each boy

With oikawa you have the obsession with aliens and you too even have a beauty routine that you do every night before bed.

With Iwaizumi you, of course, make fun of Oikawa at every waking moment. But! You also do all different kinds of exercise with him. You have a monthly yoga class and a swim aerobics program every other tuesday! 

These two spoil you so much it's ridiculous.

Perfumes, jewelry, clothes and even gaming things.

They will get you anything even if you don't want it (and they are rolling in cash so it doesn't really matter.) 

Nsfw

Iwaizumi rules the bedroom.

And as much as Oikawa pretends to be the top, he falls apart the second you kiss him neck. 

Favorite position?

Simple. It can go two ways.

Oikawa laying on his back, Iwa fuking him into heaven and you sitting on his face OR you on your stomach ass up with Iwa between your legs and Oikawa's dick in your mouth. 

The only real times Oikawa is in you is when Iwazumi wants to see both of you be pathetic sluts, or when Oikawa is being punished, mostly cockwarming while he is tied and not able to thrust in you.

 Double penetration?

 Your punishment.

Whine and cry all you want neither of them are slowing down, this is really the only time Oikawa is dominant in the bedroom

“Aw, Tooru, look at her! So pathetic!”

“You look like two whores trying to fuck, Harder brats” 

“Oh! Iwa her throat gets tighter when you do that!” 

Ushijima Wakatoshi and Tendo Satori

Sfw

Oh bby how did you get so lucky?

You have the best of both worlds!

Tendo, who you can joke around and cook with.

And Ushijima, your pillar and voice of reason. 

This relationship was 100% started by Tendo. No question. He saw you and decided right then and there that you were his, and what kind of best friend would he be if he didn't share with Wakatoshi! 

Thank god you were willing to do this, it would have Broken Satori AND Wakatoshis heart :((

This WAS the best decision of your life. 

Your first date as a threesome was so cute, it started with walking around tokyo and you stopped and ate in a small cafe. You begged them to pay and they didn't let you so this became a game to see if you could ever find a way to pay before them.(you're still failing to this day) 

After the cafe they took you to a small beach that had a little volleyball net set up. Insert uwus here

They taught you how to play, the basics if you didn't already know, and you guys played around until it was 2am 

All of your dates are different but they either end like that or cuddling on the couch wachting movies. OR you know ;))

Nsfw

UHHH there are two ways this could go. 

You being absolutely ruined by these two. Both being pretty big, they easily overpower you. 

Tendo also has the obsession with being in your ass while ushijima rips your poor pussy apart. 

Sadist tendo also makes a slight appearance, not letting yu cum for hours then making you cum over and over and over again

Or 

Mr. Tendo controls what you and Toshi do! 

Trust me Wakatoshi is still controlling you every waking second, but having Tendo tell him what to do (being slightly unaware of what to do anyway) gets him off just as much as you. 

And when he’s feeling more adventurous, Tendo has kept you and Ushijima on literal leashes at his feet while he just chilled out. (i literally love this so much-)

You guys do a lot of exploring!

“Harder Toshi, the slut can take it”

“” we don't have enough dicks to fill all your holes” 

“Satori! Please!” “Shhh, floor whores don't get to talk” 

Sakusa Kiyoomi and Miya Atsumu

My #2 pair 

DAMN, i can't even put how whipped they are for you in words. 

You defiantly knew Sakusa first. 

You two met in the supermarket, much to his displeasure he had to shop for himself, it was the classic strangers to lovers trope 

You both reached for the same countertop cleaner! 

To both of your shock you touched his hand and immediately started to apologize to him (he couldn't even reply because he was so stunned by your beauty) 

He snapped back and started to interrogate you about what cleaning products you use, you both didn't even realize how much time passed with you just talking about how you clean.

Eventually you exchanged numbers and texted almost all day.  

This led to him texting you back every chance he had during practice breaks, but he never told you he was a professional volleyball players AND happened to be on one of the top teams in the country, (you found out when he randomly followed you on instagram)

Eventually he got sloppy and Atsumu looked at his phone and found your number! Aren't you lucky ;) almost immediately after he started to question Sakusa about you

Who is she?

Where did you meet?

Is she pretty?

Gimmie her number Omi, i wanna know her too!

Eventually Atsumu just stole his phone and started to non-stop call you. 

“Uh Kiyo? This guy keeps calling me and asking me questions about you.”

“Ignore it” 

It got so bad that when you officially met atsumu he had followed Sakusa to your meeting spot, and you hit it off! (much to Kiyoomi’s disdain) 

After a few months, and a lot of talks, all three of you entered a relationship!

Your dynamic was great! You were clean like Sakusa and fun like Atsumu!

Perfect!

Another spoiling group, it's like they just know what you want. It doesn't even matter what you think :// no take backs :))

Plus you have girl time when they are at practice, a good time to plan surprises ;)

You even got Atsumu into skin and hair care (kiyoomi approves) 

You are literally perfect (and the hottest couple in the planet) 

Nsfw

Sakusa is in control.

No question.

He wants ti fuck you? Done.

He wants to watch you play with yourself. Already rubbing circles on your clit. 

He wants you to ride Atsumu until you squirt? You're bouncing on Atsumu Cumming and cumming. 

Believe it or not Sakusa AND Atsumu love messy blowjobs, seeing you slobber all over yourself and their cocks is the most beautiful thing to them. 

Atsumu also has the dirtiest most vulgar mouth on earth, will not spare your feelings one bit. 

But that doesn't even measure up to how Kiyoomi speaks to you. He has no shame is telling you that they are going to let everyone on the team fuck you senseless. 

Sakusa also loves to punish you and Atsumu for literally anything, he will tie you to each other and put vibrators in your holes and just watch you  two desperately grind on each other to get relief that just won't come. 

(they both love to ruin your orgasm too) 

“Go Whore i know you can bounce faster than that” 

“Look at her Omi! Isnt she the best little cumdump? Yes you are! Yes you are!” (pls he treats you like a pet) 

“Hey Miya. Wouldn't shugo just love to have her on her knees for him? I think we should let her sometime” 

I would do anything for these two- 

Kuroo Tetsuro and Kozume Kenma

Oh? You're the most spoiled pet in the world?

You definitely grew up together, aka you've had both of them wrapped around your finger since you were 8.

 You guys probably started dating after you accidentally let it slip that you were in love with the both of them. 

After you all confessed and talked for hours, you were officially dating!

Not much has changed, but they were more affectionate and loving and more physical with you. 

Your dates are really random, all the varying schedule and all. 

They take you to anime cafes and gaming cafes and ALL the different cafes. 

They always tell you you don't have to work but you feel bad so you started a makeup channel on youtube! And of course you were a sensation! 

You and Kenma make little collab videos and were voted as the cutest couple of the year! 

But that doesn't1 mean you aren't involved in Kuroos life just as much! 

You help him get ready every morning, he just “can't” tie his tie even after doing it since highschool. 

You make him a unique bento everyday! 

You even buy him little chemistry sets whenever you see that a new model was released!

Plus living with two cuddle bugs is a dream for any girl ;)

Nsfw 

The way that both of them are into cockwarming- 

Whenever Kenma is not streaming he wants you to sit on his cock, just be a good kitten and do it. 

No worries! Between rounds he'll start to pound you for as long as he can, but it's never enough  for you to cum :// too bad you'll just have to wait until he’s done, or when Kuroo some home. 

With Kuroo it's usually when he is doing more work in his home office. This is pure torture.

He won’t even pay attention to you until HE wants to cum. 

To add on to that neither of them are afraid of fucking you infront of people. 

Kenma has no fear of keeping you at his feet while he streams so you can suck him off whenever he wants. 

One time he was on a zoom call with his PR team and they had no idea you were deepthroating his cock under where the camera could see. 

Kuroo is the worst with this too, he’ll start fucking you when he knows he ahs a work call in a few minutes, so in the middle of fucking he’ll just answer the phone and make you shut up :((

Both of them together? You’re fucked. (literally haha) 

Kenma a bottom , 100%, just not as much as you.

Sex mostly means kuroo fucking you and sucking kenma off. 

“I wonder if everyone would still follow you if they  knew what a slut you are” 

“Kitten you have to be quiet for Daddy now, this call is important” 

“Look at that kenma, she’s cumming all over the place while drooling all over you!” 

Bokuto Kotaro and Akaashi Keji

The owl nest?  Yes Ma’am.

You were akaashis girlfriend first, but that meant you were practically dating Bokuto anyway. 

Akaashi? He loved it, you were just so cute when you tled to Kotaro! 

When he got excited, you got excited and you were just the cutest two babies in the world!

 The way you would talk for hours about nonsense and laugh about the stupidest things. 

Slowly but surely Akaashi braugh Bokuto into the relationship, and you had no objections! 

It started with small things like movie nights that turned into sleepovers that became full dates! 

Dates? Oh man you go on one almost every night! 

The movies! Bookstores! Restaurants! 

Even to the volleyball gym.

Sometimes Akaashi takes you to Bokuto’s games and you two just Cheer your lungs out!

This seems crazy but one time on your anniversary that took you to an owl farm! 

It was probably the funnest night of your life, and that was it all three of you knew that this was how you wanted to spend the rest of your lives. 

Nsfw 

Bokuto might be the driving force but Akaashi is the real mastermind behind the bedroom life. 

Sex mostly includs being railed by Bokuto for hours while Akaashi whispers sweet praises in your ears, telling you how good your gtaking Bokuto. 

Akaashi is also a firm believer in punishing people with toys,aka Bokuto getting ahead of himself and ignoring Akaashis commands which lands him tied up and a vibrator pressed to his sild until his orgass are dry :)

 Of course you are no better, cumming before your told or vene worse masterbating without permission. 

That lands you with a bunny vibrator, unable to move and just watching as Akasshi fucks Bokuto with your favorite dildo :( 

But if you'd just listen this would have never happened, just promise not to do it again! 

“Keji please, pease, wanna cum s-so bad” 

“Gee, you're just sucking him in huh? After all this time you still want more!” 

“You are just the prettiest little thing huh.” 

[kooktrash]

14 and jk pls

okay bestie, 14: sleepover and decide to play t or d BUT WITH A TWIST. I got inspo from the CUT game Truth Or Drink, but anyways. hope you like it. omg I’m scared

summary: you’ve been friends with Jungkook for months now, a severe thunderstorm and a drinking game blurs the lines between friendship and more.

warning(s): mature language, college friends, drinking, jungkook is a bit flirty, some of the questions are dirty, implied smut, friends with feeling. Plot with little porn.

truth or drink | jeon jungkook

- “The weather app sucks ass,” he huffed, staring out the window into the thunderstorm waiting for him outside. His eyes shifted down to the app, which changed from a warm night to showcasing clouds of gray and thunder on his screen.

“Severe Thunder Storm warning, if you are from any of the following districts, blah blah blah, remain sheltered from the time being until 6:45am the following day,” you read the weather alert out loud. Jungkook looked back at you, “Um what? I live clear across town, how the hell am I gonna get through that?”

It was true. Your dear friend lived far from your place, and the original plan for the two of you tonight was to study for your Psych exam and then go out for drinks with your friends. It had already been a struggle trying to get him to study, but now he was in an even worse mood because you weren’t going to be able to go out drinking. “Just sleepover crybaby,” you rolled your eyes making yourself comfortable on your couch, “Let’s drink or something.”

“Just us two?” He gnawed on his bottom lip nervously stepping away from the window and looking down at you, “Won’t it be boring?”

“Jieun’s got some drinking games here somewhere, check the media console,” you instructed him, stretching lazily as you pushed yourself up again, “I’ll go find something to drink for us. I think we still have some bottles of Soju laying around.”

“Truth or Drink, what the fuck is that?” Jungkook asked, scooting next to you on the coffee table as he held a little white box. Upon opening it he was met with four different card deck boxes, he read them carefully, “Which one should we do?”

He read the box, Last Call, eyes skimming the quick summary on the back, “Warning, do not play these questions unless it’s very late and you’ve got nothing to lose. Let’s play this one. Wait but it says three or more people.”

You poured Soju into two small glasses, “Yeah it’s to help find winners because the dealer has to choose between two answers. But let’s just play it a different way, there’s usually two questions on a card, we choose the best one, ask the other person and if they can’t answer they drink. And then we can ask the second question if we want to.”

“I need a beginner’s drink real quick,” he chugged down the liquor set in front of them, urging you to do the same, “I want to go first. I just have to pick a card from the pile and ask you?”

You nodded, setting two small piles on the table and waiting for him to decide which one he wants to ask. His eyes widened, “Oh fuck, these questions are heavy. First one and it’s already a lot. Um anyways,” he shook his head as if giving himself motivation, “Does our relationship bring out the best in you? In me? If not, why?”

You thought about it for a moment, “I think, we bring out the best in each other. You’re my best friend and you make me laugh easily and always make me feel comfortable and not a lot of people make me feel that way. I do think I am a better person because of our friendship.”

He wiped at his eye, pretending to shed a tear, “That was beautiful. Okay hurry up, ask me something.” He set the card to the side, waiting patiently for you to choose one. You laughed reading the question, “Who is in control of our relationship?”

“Fuck you, you know you are,” Jungkook huffed crossing his arms in front of him, “Everybody calls me your little puppy. I have separation anxiety it is not my fault.” The two of you chuckled, you watched him reach into the deck again, brows arching as he read, “What am I the most ignorant about?”

You debated answering. There were a few things your friend was ignorant about but you weren’t sure how to say it. In reality the two of you had barely been friends for a little over a year and though you hung out all the time you weren’t sure you were ready to have any deeper conversations. You reached for your drink, taking a drink swiftly ignoring the way his jaw dropped to the floor, “Don’t play with me, answer.”

“I can’t,” you shrugged, “I already took a drink. It’s Truth or Drink, not Truth and Drink.” He leaned forward a little, pout evident on his face, “Please. Please just answer this one. This is the only one I’ll ask you to do.”

“Fine!” You groaned throwing yourself back onto the pillow you set behind you, “I think you can be ignorant when it comes to your looks.” His brows furrowed, turning toward you, tempted to lay down as well. “I mean,” you thought for a moment, “Everyone knows you’re an attractive guy, except you. You’re always complaining about being single or lonely. And I know a ton of girls who’d kill to go on a date with you.”

“Wait,” he shook his head trying to process the information, “You think I’m attractive?” You rolled your eyes, sitting back up with a sigh, “That wasn’t part of the question. My turn.”

You sighed, reading the question out loud, “Do I often seem like I’m being fake?”

He thought for a moment, “Yes. Sometimes I feel like, you don’t really want to be friends with me, or that I annoy you and you just don’t know how to tell me to leave you alone. Or that you just keep me around because you’re bored.”

“Aw,” you frowned, “Oh my god, Kook I’m sorry I make you feel that way. I promise our friendship is 100% real and I am not being fake about it at all.” He smiled widely looking over to the other decks, picking the red one up, “Extra Dirty, let’s play it.”

“No,” you groaned as he changed the mood in the room rather quickly with his distracted mind. He ignored you reading the summary, “Sex, drugs, and rock n roll. All the questions your dark subconscious wants to ask your friends. Yeah let’s play it, the other deck was getting too emotional, can we do this one instead?”

“Fine but if it’s anything too weird I’m just drinking,” you told him. He nodded understandingly as he reached for a card, choking on his own spit for a minute before an evil smile came to his face, “What’s something you wish your ex would have done sexually, but didn’t?”

Fuck. Of course he’d be smiling at this question. Jungkook absolutely hated your ex boyfriend, Hobi. He thought he was rude and sexist and you had to agree just a little. You were friends with Hobi now but he wasn’t the best in a relationship. “Fuck,” you bit your lower lip in concentration, “I’ll tell you but this stays between you and I.”

He stuck his pinky finger out, locking it with yours as he waited eagerly for your answer. You weren’t going to pussy out of a question again so you were just going to say it. “He could never make me cum from eating me out, like never, not even with his fingers,” you hurriedly covered your face with your hands embarrassment filling you as it sat quietly on Jungkook’s end. The breakup was fairly recent so it was still a little awkward and the few hook ups you ve had since then sucked ass. “My turn,” you reached for a card taking his silence as a sign of awkwardness.

Huffing, you read carefully, “Do you find me physically attractive? What if I bat my eyelashes like this?” You did as the card said, batting your lashes at him with innocent and big eyes. He sat for a moment, “Most definitely, he said quickly grabbing another card, “You’re unbelievably attractive. Anyways.”

You could see his tongue push against his cheek, brows knitted together, “What’s your most complimented anatomical feature as described by your lovers?”

You chuckled lightly, “Realistically? Probably my chest.” You caught the way his eyes lingered down for a moment, face softening as he nodded his head. You giggled looking down at the card you just picked from the pile, “Are you loud during sex? Demonstrate with a dramatic interpretation of your signature sounds.”

“I’m drinking,” he mumbled but you shook your head laughing. “No no, you had me answer a question after I drank so I’m gonna do the same. I really want to hear what you got.” He groaned, covering his face in his hands, “Give me a minute, let me take this drink first.”

“Okay so,” he cleared his throat, “I wouldn’t say I’m loud, but I’m not quiet either. I think it also depends on what we’re doing. I’m louder when I’m getting my dick sucked, and it kinda sounds like, um,” he paused for a second. Breathing getting heavier as he began to show you, his mouth fell open, small whines leaving his lips followed by a couple grunts, “Fuck! Okay I’m done. Let me pick a damn card.”

You bursted out laughing as his ears turned a dark red. “It’s getting serious,” you giggled not noticing the way his embarrassed expression turned into a sly smirk, “Got your ass bestie, now it’s your turn. Give a passionate example of your dirty talk.”

You threw yourself back dramatically, debating on taking a drink or not. He smiled, “If you drink you’re a pussy.” “Fine hold on,” you say up scooting closer to him. Clearing your throat, you touched his shoulder lightly, bringing yourself closer to his ear too scared to say it loud so you chose to whisper instead. “You have really pretty hands Kook,” you started. He tensed underneath you for a moment, “I wouldn’t mind having them wrapped around my neck here and there.” Maybe it was the liquor already in your system but this wasn’t as embarrassing as you thought it’d be, and the goosebumps on his skin were making you want to say just a little bit more before it ended.

“And your fingers are so long and pretty,” you looked down at his tattooed hand, “I wonder how they’d feel all over me— Okay I’m done! My turn,” you grabbed a card, ignoring his silent stance. “If we were in a porn together, what category would it be under?”

He cleared his throat sitting straighter as he recollected himself, “Probably something along the lines of, ‘College Hunk Destroys Bratty Girl’ yeah that’d definitely be it.”

“You’re annoying,” you rolled your eyes as he went on for his turn, reading it loudly, “Are you a good kisser? If so, demonstrate.”

“It does not say that,” you muttered. You knew for a fact it didn’t. When Jieun got the game the two of you read every card in every deck and none of them were that suggestive. They said crazy things but nothing that involved intimate physical contact with someone else playing. “It does,” Jungkook said as matter-of-fact. “Okay then show me where it says that.”

“No.”

“Then you’re a liar,” you reached for the card but he held it away, “If you’re a bad kisser just say that Y/n.”

“I’m not!” You whined stretching forward for the card, hand pushing in his knee. He smiled at you, holding the card high as your faces were just a mere inches away from each other, “Well then demonstrate or take the L.” You sighed, hands using his legs to push yourself forward. He stared down at you, arm slowly lowering but his grip on the card was tight in case you tried snatching it out. You looked down at his parted and waiting lips, debating if you should actually go for it.

You were both a little tipsy, and you could always just blame your kiss on the alcohol. It wasn’t like you never thought about Jungkook in that way but you did your best to keep it as a simple friendship. Getting the courage, your back arched slightly as you leaned up to connect your lips with his softly. It was a soft kiss, his lips mets yours immediately going in for it. It wasn’t anything special but he was very obviously a good kisser. When you felt him dip in to further the kiss you attempted to pull away, his following lips going after you. Before you could catch your breath after your separation, his hand dropped the card, Both hands flying to your jaw and cupping your face in his hands as he pulled you in again.

You fell forward, hands gripping his shoulders to steady yourself. His large hands were soft, the pad of his thumbs caressing your cheeks as he pushed his tongue against you. You opened your mouth a little more allowing him access. Your could hear buzzing in the back, but as you tried to pull away, Jungkook only held you closer. You didn’t mind though, if you would’ve known kissing your best friend felt this good, you might’ve tried it sooner. His hands trailed down to your waist, pulling you swiftly onto his lap, as he leaned back against the legs of the couch. You pressed yourself closer deepening the kiss as your hands grinned onto his hair lightly. His hands brushed your sides and under your shirt. His cold hands on your bare stomach surprised you, the hand gripping a lock of hair pulled causing him to let out a breathy groan.

He pushed you down onto the floor, hovering above you as he wrapped your legs around his waist. His hands pushed your shirt up, kisses trailing down your jaw and neck, “If you don’t want this, tell me now because I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop.”

“I want you,” you told him as he looked down at you with doe eyes. “I want you too.”

yoongi: i got locked out of my place. ur at y/n’s right? can I come over?

yoongi: hellooooo

yoongi: ANSWER YOUR PHONE

yoongi: if I catch a cold I’m suing fat

A/n OKAY LISTEN. I wanted to put smut in but I wasn’t sure if you’d be comfortable with that so I chose not to. I hope you like it, and I can always do a Drabble with smut if that’s something you want. Thank you for requesting bestie, and DONT BE SHY