#Bunny this was like getting shot it was so good u got me u got me

[beomiracles]

hiii! i’ve never requested before but as i’m stalking *tehe* your account- OMG U WRITE SO GOOD BSFR

can i request something like a cosplayer!gf x soobin? yk he’s such a weeb & a nerd, i js know he would love a cosplayer gf (not only ‘cause i do cosplay lmao). Maybe some smut-ish?

TYSMMM, i hope u take the request babes <33

⌞ 𝐃𝐔𝐌𝐁 𝐁𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 ⌝

DREAM RECALL Soobin knows that he should feel ashamed, but he can't help it. He wants nothing but to see his girlfriend completely ruined before him.

wc -> 2.8k

pairings soobin x cosplayer!gf warnings perv!soobin, masturbation (m), vaginal fingering, overstimulation (f), dacryphilia, unprotected sex + creampie, teetering on the edge of dub-con at some points, soobin calls reader "bunny", reader wears bunny ears !

#serene adds ✎ hii omg tysm eek that makes me super happy to hear >.< I tried my best, I'm not a cosplayer myself so I might've gotten some things wrong, but I think it's such a cool thing to be able to do ! this might not be exactly what you wanted, I think I got a little carried away, I hope it's still an enjoyable read nonetheless :3

It was really no secret that Soobin liked your cosplays. How he would so often brag about his girlfriend who could transform into just about anyone. Not to mention the several times he watched you get ready with big fascinated eyes as he asked you tons of questions, or went out of his way to buy you the things you needed. So no, it wasn’t exactly a secret that he liked it. Well, maybe a little, maybe he hadn’t told you just how much he really enjoyed it. 

Some of them were fine, the costumes that made him giggle, the ones that were unique and funky. But some made his breath catch in his throat as he shoved a pillow over his lap. The flimsy short dresses, the tight tops, the jewelry that dangled from your neck. Even the fluffy bunny ears you once put on made him rethink his morals. — He doesn’t know how to approach it, if he should say something, or just keep quiet. Would you be disgusted with him or would you be just as turned on? He didn’t know but the thought was slowly eating him away. 

You didn’t exactly make things easier. Always sauntering about in your revealing costumes, making his dick strain uncomfortably in his briefs as he tears his gaze away. He knows that you love what you do, catching you smiling and laughing as you edit your videos, always excited to talk about your next costume. Soobin doesn’t want to ruin something you hold so dearly just because of his perverted mind. Yet he can’t help but replay the scene in his head, over and over until his hand moves down his pants on its own. 

Short fluffy skirt bunched up over your stomach, your tits bouncing in rhythm with each harsh thrust of his as your bottom lip quivers, big bunny ears flopping down the sides of your face as your dainty nails claw at his arms. — Fuck, Soobin knows it’s bad. So why can’t he stop?    

Things get no better when you call out for him that evening, your squeaky voice echoing through the walls of your apartment. He gets up from the couch, dragging his feet over to your shared bedroom, pushing the slightly ajar door open before his eyes almost shot out of their sockets. — “Can you help me zip this up?” You whine as you struggle with the zipper of your short dress. The lacey material was just the kind that immediately got his mind reeling and Soobin fumbled for words before eventually nodding, awkwardly stumbling inside the room. 

His big hands are clumsy on your back as he twists at the locking mechanisms of your garment, his brows deeply furrowed as he tries to get it right. “M-Maybe it’s broken”, you huff, making a small grimace as he tugs at the costume. Soobin only shakes his head, “no it’ll work”, he mutters, intent on seeing you in the skimpy piece of clothing. And at last he does get it, heaving a small sigh he takes a step back as you admire yourself in the mirror. 

“Thank you, babe!” You chirp, rushing to give his cheek a small peck before setting up your phone. “Do you wanna watch?” — Your innocent question sends blood straight to his groin and he has to blink twice before comprehending your words. “I…sure”, he nods, moving to sit by the edge of the bed, securely out of view from your camera. 

You had explained multiple times how you filmed your content, lip syncing to different songs and sometimes having full on dialogues. But Soobin finds himself unable to focus on anything besides how your tits moved as you redid take after take, huffing when you got something wrong as you pulled at the colorful wig on your head. 

His eyes are glued to the way the dress slides up your thighs, frowning as your hand wraps around the fabric to pull it down again. He bites the inside of his cheek, shifting uncomfortably on the plush mattress as he watches you bend forward to mess with the settings on your phone, your soft tits almost spilling out of the tight costume. — He knows that he’s done for if you turn around right now, and he swallows, fingers curling around the blanket beneath him. 

He should leave, actually he should probably have left right away, but his greedy mind just couldn’t say no. It takes everything in him to tear his gaze from you, quickly removing himself from the bed as he heads for the door, though your voice makes him freeze in his tracks. “Where are you going, Binnie?” He can practically hear the pout on your lips and he has to bite back a small groan. “Just the bathroom”, he mumbles, hoping that you won’t catch on to how strained his voice had become. 

Your obliviousness is endearing as you give a small “okay”, and the immense wave of guilt washing over him is almost unbearable. Yet his demanding arousal wins him over and as soon as the bathroom door shuts behind him does his hand slip past the hem of his sweats. — Letting his head fall back against the cool tiles, Soobin exhales as his fingers wrap around his aching cock, groaning as he tugs on it. No matter how hard he tries not to, the image of you in the room down the hall clouds his vision. 

It wasn’t like it was unwarranted, right? You were his girlfriend, so why did he feel so shameful over jacking off to the silly little costumes you wore? But the thought of confronting what he thought to be a bizarre kink, felt almost worse than jerking it off in secret. You’d probably be disgusted with him, Soobin thinks so at least. And that’s the last thing he wants. 

He takes a cold shower after that, trying his hardest to scrub away the shame and the guilt. It never worked. He feels just as hot when he steps out again, almost like he was running a fever, an incurable one. — You ask him about his sudden disappearance at dinner but he merely brushes it off. And you’re so naive, believing every single word passing his lying lips. 

Not even when he’s balls deep inside of you that night, thick cock ramming into your throbbing cunt, can he get the thoughts out of his head. His mind works overtime as it conjures image after image of you all dressed up for him, your makeup smudged by the tears that streamed down your face as he brings you to orgasm after orgasm. — Only snapping out of his haze when your whiny voice pierces the air, “B-Binnie, s’too much!” — “Fuck, sorry Bunny”, the petname slips out without him thinking twice and it isn’t until he catches your small frown that he realizes his mistake. 

“You’ve never called me that before..” You sound hesitant and Soobin stills inside of you. “Ah.. No I suppose I haven’t”, he huffs, clearing his throat rather awkwardly, “if you don’t like it I-” — “No, I do.” He blinks, unmoving as he swallows, did he hear that right? The tiny confirmation sends him spiraling and he reconnects your lips in a kiss, thinking, hoping, that maybe he’d be able to get just a step closer to what his twisted mind desired. 

⸝⸝

Sometimes it was almost like the universe liked to pull pranks on Soobin. Or maybe it was karma? It had to be one of the two, because he nearly drops his phone as you come skipping down the hallway, dressed in nothing but a fluffy skirt and a cute sparkly top. — You immediately begin rambling on about the character you’re portraying as you twirl before him, modeling the look. But Soobin isn’t listening, in fact he’s barely heard a word you’ve said, even as his gaze trains on your glossy lips. You always did your makeup nice, but today you had gone all out, pink cheeks matching the shadow around your eyes, and he could’ve sworn you used something akin to glitter on the tip of your nose. 

“Do you like it?” You wonder, twisting the flimsy skirt between your fingers as you await his response. Soobin’s eyes find yours, wide and curious meeting his lustful and near pleading ones. There’s really only one thing he can say. — “You should put the bunny ears on.” 

You frown, the confusion is evident on your pretty face as your pink lips part. “The bunny ears? But they don’t even have anything to do with this costume, silly!” — “I know.” He shrugs, feigning nonchalance but the way desire swirls behind his gaze surely gives him away. You bite the inside of your cheek, appearing almost conflicted as you rock back and forth on the sole of your feet. “Binnie, don’t you think–” 

“I think”, he interrupts, shifting against the sofa before he continues, “that you should put them on and go lay down on our bed.” — Your jaw slacks as your fingers, previously tangled up in your skirt, drops to your sides, sure you were used to Soobin being commanding but this was something completely new. Then your eyes drift to the bulge in his pants, wondering how it could’ve passed your notice before, and you nod, slowly turning on your heel as you head for the bedroom. 

Soobin lets his head fall back against the couch with a soft groan. Running a hand through his hair, he slowly considers what he was about to go through with. But not before long does he get up to head after you. — The door is ajar, letting him catch a glimpse of the bed before he pushes it open. He finds you perched on the mattress, knees tucked under you as you fiddle with the fluffy ears on your head. When you see him entering you immediately make a move to lie down, visibly gulping as he reaches the bed in three long strides. 

This was far from anything the two of you had done before. You supposed that some might even call your sex life a bit vanilla. While it wasn’t something you had given much thought, Soobin most definitely seemed to have as he looms over you. — You looked so pretty, so perfectly put together, and he wanted nothing more than to see you ruined. 

His large hand is on your cheek, gently caressing the pink hues as he sends you a loving look. “Gorgeous bunny”, he murmurs, pulling your plump bottom lip down, your sticky gloss smearing all over his thumb as he pushes it inside your mouth. He’s pleasantly surprised when you eagerly swirl your tongue around it, coating his finger in your saliva. You keep your eyes on him the whole time, the small eye contact makes his cock practically jump in his pants and he retracts his thumb with a grunt. 

Eagerly he hikes the fluffy skirt up above your stomach. The cotton panties you wore underneath were nothing special, you hadn’t exactly planned for things to take such an intimate turn but Soobin’s breath still catches in his throat as his fingers trace the lining. — “So soft”, he exhales, hand dipping inside the thin garment as his long fingers slide between your folds, making you suck in a sharp breath as your teeth latch onto your painted lip. 

Driven by the fantasies conjured in his far too imaginative mind, it’s almost as if he’s taken on a completely different persona. The uncharacteristic look in his eyes makes you throb against him, his saliva coated thumb skimming over your clit, has you crying out as he quickly pushes a finger inside of your clenching hole. — He wants to ease you into it, take it slow, like he usually did, but there’s something urging him on today. Desperate to see you ruined by his hand, Soobin quickly adds a second finger, not slowing down as he hears you wail, cute nails practically ripping the sheets apart as your thighs twitch. 

His free hand tugs your panties down, leaving them by your knees as he grows impatient, his attention returning to your slick core; watching intently as your arousal trails down the back of his hand. Soobin was a gentle lover, he loved taking his time as he watches your face morph into pleasurable expressions, he loved hearing your small gasps and moans as he slides himself inside of you before gently picking up his pace. But none of that lingers today.  

Neither the shame nor bashfulness exists within him any longer. He can’t bring himself to care when you look so pretty beneath him, whimpering as you orgasm around his fingers, his name falling from your lips like it was second nature. — “N-No s’too much!” You whine as his fingers continue to spread your puffy folds, but Soobin’s too far gone already. “S’okay bunny, I’m gonna make you feel so good”, he murmurs, planting a tender kiss to your forehead and you preen under him. 

Sweat has dribbled down your face, causing your makeup to crease but Soobin only groans at the sight, his large hand feverishly working to free his throbbing cock from the confinement of his pants. — Your quiet cry when his tip meets your clit makes his chest swell as he lets himself become coated in the remnants of your previous high. “Binnie”, the nickname makes him twitch as his gaze flickers up to meet yours. Your bottom lip wobbles, short pants emitting from deep within your throat and your eyes are wide. Fuck you look gorgeous.

Soobin thinks he might come the second he slips past your wet folds, your overstimulated cunt sucking him in like never before and you whimper at the stretch of his thick cock. He starts out slow, like he usually did, though his restraints quickly snap as his pace becomes near unbearable. His eyes focus on the way your tits move with each thrust, their rhythmical bounce as they strain against the sparkly top makes him groan as he increases his force. — He traps one of your floppy bunny ears between his fingers, feeling the soft material against his open palm before he tugs on it, making you whine as your back arches off the mattress. 

“Prettiest little bunny I’ve ever seen”, he grunts, his hips slamming against yours with such force that you let out a small hiccup. Your hands move to his shoulders, pretty nails digging into the flesh there as you meekly nod, jaw slacking as you blink up at him. — His thumb is on your lips again, except this time he’s smearing your pink gloss across your cheek and chin, wanting you to look nothing but ravaged when he’s done with you. 

He can tell that you’re having a hard time keeping up, the tears welling in your eyes a clear indicator. “S-Slow down, Binnie!” You sniffle, your grip on his upper arms becoming near deadly. And any other day he would’ve complied in a heartbeat, scooping you into his arms as he coddled you, but he needs to see you ruined, he can’t stop now. — The first droplet to fall from your eyes makes him let out a strangled noise as his cock twitches deep inside of you. The ones that follow manage to smear your perfect makeup, leaving streaks on your pink tinted cheeks. 

Your quiet sobs are interrupted by breathy moans as his index and middle finger swirls around your throbbing clit. “Hnng, I’m g-gonna.. p-please let me..” Your incoherent pleas only make his mind spin, adding to the sensation of having you completely wrecked before him. His large palm against your tear stained cheek is near trembling as he leans in to press a chaste kiss to your lips. “S’okay bunny, I’ve got you.” He presses reassuring pecks to your face, covering you in his love as he feels you clench around him, pulling a sharp hiss between his gritted teeth as you finish around his cock. 

Once the wave of intense pleasure subsides you’re left a whimpering mess as Soobin abuses your spent cunt, using it however he pleases as he thrusts into you without showing any signs of slowing down. — You looked so perfect like this, your once pretty costume completely disheveled all thanks to him. Your mind is nothing but a hazy fog as you gaze up at him, letting him have his way with you because you’re nothing but a dumb bunny, his dumb bunny. 

He lets his head fall to the crook of your neck as his hips stutter, making sure to fill your pretty little cunt with as much of his seed as possible, preserving it by slowly fucking his soft cock into you despite your wails. — “You’re okay”, he murmurs, pressing tender kisses to your sweat covered neck as he slumps against your chest. “So perfect for me”, he sighs as he leans up to catch a glimpse of your face. He finds a small grin playing on your lips, making his heart flutter almost agonizingly as he props himself up to place a kiss to that very smile.

Such a perfectly dumb bunny, he thinks.  

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[milkloafy]

TWISTED TEA PARTY — WRIOTHESLEY

⋆｡˚ ❀ summary: in which you get drunk during a tea party with neuvillette and wriothesley comes to pick you up.  ⋆｡˚ ❀ contents: fluff, established relationship, fem!reader, drunk reader, bff neuvi is my fav, reader gets called princess bc wrio is such a doting bf who would treat u like princess <3  ⋆｡˚ ❀ wc: 0.9k+ ⋆｡˚ ❀ a/n: mmm i love me some twisted tea but the one neuvi and reader are drinking is 10x stronger than that juice for sure c:< is it just me or would neuvi be the best bff ever?? anyway pls enjoy some wrio fluff! 

Neuvillette didn’t take you for a lightweight. 

That’s why, during a late night tea party when you suggested ditching the tea for some alcoholic beverages instead, he agreed. 

Unfortunately for Wriothesley, Neuvillette was sorely mistaken. 

Just three cups of “tea” later and Neuvillette was forced to summon Wriothesley from the Fortress of Meropide where he was sleeping to come and collect his intoxicated girlfriend. 

“Can I touch your horns Neuvillette?” you cooed, reaching your hand out as Neuvillette backed away. 

He glanced at the door, wondering how long it would take Wriothesley to appear. You were a dear friend of his, but Neuvillette would rather sleep than be a babysitter. That was your significant other’s job, after all. 

“I would prefer if you did not,” he said politely, gently pushing your grabby hands out of the way. 

You frowned, eye growing watery at the rejection. In order to soothe your sadness, you poured yourself another cup of alcoholic tea and began to chug it.

“That is quite enough!” Neuvillette exclaimed, attempting to take the cup from your hands. He internally groaned when you sprang up from your seat and dodged his hands, clutching onto your drink as if it was your lifeline. You slurped the beverage in an exaggerated fashion, giggling at the look of exasperation on his face. 

He would never listen to one of your suggestions again. Ever. 

Thankfully for him, it didn’t take too long for Wriothesley to come waltzing in through the door, eyes surveying the room until they landed on you. 

You cheered at the sight of your boyfriend, running over to him in an instant. Neuvillette let out a sigh of relief when he realized he would be free for the rest of the night. 

“You’re here,” said Neuvillette, perhaps almost too cheerily. “I shall clean up. You, just take her and go. Please.” 

Wriothesley chuckled, smoothing your hair down as you burrowed your face into the crook of his nice. “I take it she got a little drunk?” 

“Just a little,” Neuvillette echoed dryly. “By her own suggestion, might I add.” 

“That little troublemaker,” Wriothesley said, his words scolding but his tone affectionate as he kissed the top of your head. “Thanks for calling me.”

“You’re welcome.” Neuvillette nodded, all but ushering the pair out of his office. “Now, goodnight and good luck.” 

Once Neuvillette closed the door on them, he wiped his brow and exhaled.

Finally, he was alone. 

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

Just outside the office, you and Wriothesley began walking through the streets of Fontaine to your home in the Fortress of Meropide. 

Though, Wriothesley thought, calling it walking was a bit generous. It was more of you stumbling along and trying not to trip with Wriothesley guiding you gently. 

“Wow,” you mumbled, your cheek smooshed against his muscular arm as you peered up at him. “You smell s’good. And your arm is big and strong. Reminds me of my boyfriend.”

Wriothesley barked out a laugh. “Is that so?” 

“Mhm.”

“And who is your boyfriend, exactly?” 

“Wriothesley,” you said proudly, grinning at him as you shot him a thumbs up. “Also known as my baby, sweetheart, honey bunny, schnookums wookums bubblykins.”

He blinked. “You do not call me that.”

“In my head!” you argued. 

Wriothesley laughed at your ridiculous pet names but relented. “I like it. It’s endearing.” 

You nodded resolutely before easily getting distracted once more. “Can I touch your hair? It looks like you have wolf ears.” You gasped, releasing him in and instant and stumbling back. Alarmed, Wriothesley reached out to steady you. “Are you a…werewolf?” 

“No, that’s just my hair.” 

He leaned forward and let you place your hand on his head, feeling the soft strands between your fingers. Your mouth opened into a small ‘o’.

“See, it’s hair,” stated Wriothesley. “Not wolf ears.”

“Your hair is so soft,”you cooed, twirling it around your pointer finger. “Can I take one?” 

Wriothesley let out of a laugh of surprise. “As in a strand of hair?”

You nodded excitedly.

He rubbing his forehead in confusion but agreed nonetheless. “I’ll give you one when we get home.” 

With wide eyes, you looked at him as if he were a stranger at a tavern trying to make a pass at you. You backed away from him cautiously. 

“We’re going to your place?” you questioned.

“Our place.” 

“Wow.” When the shock wore off you began to giggle to yourself. “Good job, me!” 

Wriothesley laughed, a deep sound coming straight from his chest. You found yourself gravitating back towards him and planting your face between his two pectoral muscles.

“What am I going to do with you?” chided Wriothesley, voice filled with amusement as he looked down at you face-planted on his chest. 

“Nothing,” you murmured, your voice heavily muffled as you wrapped your arms around him to get even closer. “We can just stay like this.” 

He smile and leaned his cheek on the top of your head, allowing you to savor the moments of closeness. Drunk on his scent and the drinks you had with Neuvillette, you felt the buzz in your head growing heavy.

You yawned, pulling away slowly as you rubbed your eyes. “I’m sleepy, schnookums wookums bubblykins.”

“Let’s get you home then, princess,” said Wriothesley, taking you by the hand and gently tugging you along in the right direction. 

You looked at him gratefully, giving his hand a squeeze. “Can you tell my boyfriend he’s the best in the world?”

Wriothesley grinned as he planted a kiss on your forehead. “I’ll make sure to let him know.”

[conradrasputin]

(x)

[lilyandellie]

Oh to get drunk in svt party like get totally hammered after take your 10th tequila shots with 5 bottles soju and suddenly ur friend Mingyu got an idea he’s pick you up from your seat and pull your dress up exposing your bare tight little cunt, he knows that you never wearing anything underneath whenever you guys hanging out together with the guys and he remember that one time you asked him “Have you and any of your members fuck the same girl?” And that girl is you tonight your tight little cunt going to be their cum dumpster. “Ming-yuuh aahhh” Mingyu carry you with your back against his front and your legs being spread open exposing your wet tight cunt

“Hyung go taste her she’s been wondering how good your tongue game is“ mingyu chuckles as walking to his older hyung scoups, he’s just smiling looking at ur wasted state and start to rubbing your sensitive clit causing u clenched your hole followed by your whining “she’s so sensitive, so cute” scoups says before dipping his warm tongue into your heat lapping on your cunt “Hmmmpphh taste so good baby” all you can do is whining moaning in pleasure like a whore. You trying to open your eyes figuring out why you ended up at this position you look at mingyu who’s smiling wide looking at his hyung having feast at your cunt “Does it feel good baby? This is what you always wanted right bunny” mingyu whisper in your ears from behind.

After your multiple cum from Scoups tongue Mingyu look around asking “Who’s next?” On the other side wonu and vernon already jerking off with their fully hard cock and pre cum covering their pink tips “Mingyu-ya bring her to me ” wonu called from behind and mingyu hand your drunk ass to his hyung “Just put your dick inside her together let’s stretch her tight cunt” and that’s when u feel wonu long hard cock thrusting inside your little tight cunt you moaning so loud feeling so full with wonu cock when you about to move your hips you feel another hard cock try to get inside your cunt “Argghhh uckkk she’s so tight hyung” Mingyu eyes fixed on his cock trying to fit inside your tiny cunt “No-o a-ahhhhh mingyuaahh stop it’s not going to fit aaghhh fuckk” with all your energy left inside you trying to push mingyu you can feel wonu and his cock deep inside you “Baby your mouth keep saying stop but your cunt keep sucking both of our cock you such a slut” wonu chuckle from behind while his fingers start to toying with your clit which causing you clenching so hard feeling like you can get your orgasm anytime soon. When mingyu and wonu keep your holes busy you really can’t feel anything but their cock continuously pounding your dripping cunt.

You can’t help but keep moaning so loud feeling their cock filling your warm hole. Vernon from the back walk closer to you face after filming your cunt dripping with cum, with his hard long cock sprung out he’s palming his pink tip circling the slit “Sweetheart better keep your mouth shut baby now open your mouth wide” vernon rubbing his cock to your face causing his pre cum get all over your flush face “Tongue out babe ” and obviously u obey him let him tapping his tip on your tongue before thrusting his member to your mouth. You literally looks like a total slut with two cocks fucking your cunt and one is fucking your throat and this is far better than you ever imagined. By the end of the night you giggled at yourself after countless cums and orgasm you left laying on the floor with cum leaking both of your used holes and cum all over your body head empty but feeling so good after being used as a cum dump by your friends. Mingyu come closer with warm towel “Does it fulfilling your curiosity sweetheart?” His gentle hands carrying you to the bathroom to clean your body “Far better than i expected thank you Kim Migyu” you smiled and rest your head on his shoulders.

[bunny-jpeg]

hi bunny! i love your work so much. can i have a mille-feuille and some hot cross buns with a vodka shot, served by yuki tsunoda. thank u, love!

bakery menu!

want to submit your own order? then hit up the menu! i'd love to see what you request! as to this anon thank you! i don't often get too many requests for yuki so this was a pleasant surprise in my inbox! i hope i served your well today!

mille-feuille (“that’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl.”) + hot cross buns: ("don't hide your face from me. i'd hate to have to tie you up.") + vodka shot (rough sex)

cw: smut/pwp, rough sex, dirty talk, doggy style, protected sex

everyone thought that yuki tsuoda was sweeter than ice cream during a sunrise on a summer's day. he was the perfect boyfriend, and he was in all honesty. you had never had a more perfect relationship!

but when you two got intimate, something else came out of your sweet yuki. a little danger lurked in those dark eyes, and it made you run hot all over.

you giggled and pressed your nose against his neck as he wrapped his strong arms around you. you knew he was one of the shorter drivers, but he was still rather built after years of intensive training. when he gave you a hearty squeeze you pulled back a little and smiled at him.

"i have to go in a few days." he admitted. the races were starting back up and you'd be apart.

"i know. then why don't we get a little familiar with each other before you have to go." fully giving him permission to be as rough as he needed which he happily accepted when he kissed you on the lips. the hands on your hips before he pushed up your t-shirt.

he only stopped himself to pull away and lead you to your shared bedroom. his kisses got harder as you ended up on the bed. he admired you as you took off the cheap t-shirt you wore around the apartment. his gaze on you felt hungry.

he started to strip as well, his heart thumped heavily for you as he exposed more of his body to you. you knew that most went after the built nature of hamilton or the softer edges of verstappen. but you only had eyes for your yuki.

his hands were on your breasts once you got your shirt off and he leaned in for another hot kiss. he felt his erection in his jeans twitch with want for you before he started to work on his belt. once everything was off, he was in bed with you. his arms around your waist as he peppered your skin with hot kisses.

you blushed and tried to hide your face, but your boyfriend's voice cut through.

"don't hide your face from me. i'd hate to have to tie you up." which only made more heat rise in your face. his words were so smooth in your ear and made you run hot.

"yuki."

he kissed your left cheek and his cock twitched a little. you were perfect for him in return. you loved when he got like this. most driver's ran hot on the track and yuki only let it out when he was in the privacy of your bedroom. he knew that his words left your core soaked so he was more than happy to let his tongue run.

"you know i will." he said, "we have pretty rope in the closet." he rubbed himself up against you. he wasn't going to slip in without a condom, but he would indulge in feeling your warm skin against his heavy cock.

you felt heat curl in your belly and your legs rub together. eventually you ended up on your chest and knees, your ass elevated to yuki's liking. you watched him out of the corner of your eye grab a condom from the nightstand drawer, even layered in sexual want. you were both careful.

he was such a gentleman out on the paddock, always so sweet and respectful. but, when you were alone in the bedroom. with yuki's cock so painfully close to your achy sex, something else came out of him. you could almost feel his heartbeat against your back as he rubbed his hard cock against you.

"you feel so good." he said softly, kisses along your neck. it made you shudder and grow hot all over. he sank into you and moaned, “that’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl.” which only excited you more. his praise was always filthy on his tongue and made your heart hammer in your chest.

the thrusts were fast and hard. kisses on your heated skin were wet and rough. it made everything curl in your gut. it made everything in you strike hot as your lover, yuki, fucked you.

between promises to pleasure, he said that he loved you. the words rolled off his tongue with ease. you knew he meant it, he loved you every shade someone could love another person. even when he had you pinned to the bed with your face in the pillows.

your back arched as you held onto the covers under you and made you shiver. your hard nipples up against the soft covers, which added to the stimulation. you panted heavily against the bed and whimpered when his cock rubbed against just the right spots. it felt like a dream and you were in heaven.

"you feel so good." he said softly, "perfect for me." his voice was low in your ear but tinged with such want for you that it was almost impossible for you to deny how strongly you felt for your lover. he kissed the back of your neck and you clenched around his cock. which only egged him on to move faster.

your knew that your hips were going to be at least a little bruised by the end of tonight. maybe not heart black splotches, but something a little darker on the skin. you whined against the covers and tried to meet his pace for extra pleasure.

"please, yuki." you said as you arched your back a little further. you felt pleasure flood in your head in ways that left you panting. he was so perfect for you, it felt almost impossible for that to be true.

a gentleman in the streets and a freak in the sheets, especially when he left such a sweet hickey on the back of your shoulder. it only made you wetter and more hungry for climax.

his thrusts continued and you were beautiful laid out under him. his chest to your back and he pushed his cock as deep as it would go. he heard your pretty little pants and continued to work you.

it wasn't long before you were gripping onto the covers tightly. you cheek against the pillows as you panted heavily. you felt the strum of pleasure through your body as you felt him start to lose the pace he was using. everything felt like a dream behind your eyelids as he moved quickly.

it was rough and it was hot. it made you shudder as your sweet moans filled the bedroom air. you felt a little tender, but in a good way. bruised but in a way that felt kinky. you dug your hands into the covers before your lips raised a little higher. you climaxed around his cock and you saw stars in your vision. and his climax was right behind yours. he held onto you tighter and you panted heavily into the covers. he let out a loud groan as he finished inside of you. the condom protecting you both.

you relaxed against the covers, your hips dropped onto the mattress softly. you laid out and felt your head swimming from climax. the covers felt even softer now and your lovers hot breath in your ear felt louder. you laid out next to him for a moment. before he took you in his arms and softly kissed your face.

even though you were a little achy, your boyfriend took it upon himself to make sure that this kisses healed everything. you rested up in his arms, feeling pure comfort.

"do you need anything?" he asked.

you looked up at him then tapped your chin with a smile, "hmm, i don't know. i think some more kisses will do the trick." while the two of you got rough in the bedroom, yuki was the master of aftercare and made sure you wouldn't go without. <3

[crazyinlovewithbucky]

“My Aphrodite”

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Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: Bucky just came back from a 3 weeks mission and he’s never been hornier!!! this is just pure smut with Bucky being a total slut! + You are his goddess and he makes sure you know that.

Warnings: +18 smut, first-person perspective, the entire smut is from YOUR POV, breeding kink, mentions of goddesses and religion, praise kink, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, riding, a self-conscious reader (if u squint a bit), horny reader, and hornier bucky

A/N: hey babes, I wanna mention again that English is not my first language so excuse any misspellings or any mistakes. I’m trying my best hehe enjoy :*

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“Fuck, doll you look so pretty when you’re fucked out like that,” Bucky said while he was thrusting in me so hard while he was hugging my legs as he’d placed them above his shoulder. My cunt was very sensitive with the overstimulation as I just coated his length with my cum. I can’t even remember how many times I came tonight. Bucky just came back from a 3 weeks mission and we promised each other we wouldn’t touch ourselves or do anything until we’re reunited again. It’s a silly pact I know but we wanted to have a very crazy over-the-moon sex when he gets back and now we’ve done nothing all day long except for fucking.

“I’m gonna cum bunny, I can’t take it anymore. Fuck” I gasped so hard as I felt his striking hot cum filling me. His cock slipped out from the fast thrusts and it shot his cum on my cunt and my lower stomach. Bucky was a moaning mess already. “You feel so good,” he said between breaths and locked eyes with me. “so fucked out too” he smiled and leaned down and kissed me so hard. he slipped his tongue in and I opened my mouth for him happily. We kept making out passionately and breaking out for seconds just to catch our breaths then continuing again. Kissing each other hungrily, like we would die if we didn’t. I would happily die in his arms and be filled with his cum.

I could feel his cock getting hard again as it was brushing on my thigh and my cunt was already wet and filled with our mixed cum. “I need you bucky,” I said softly between breaths. he lifted his head up and looked me in the eyes. “No bunny, I’m the one who needs you,” he said as he kissed me again.

He got up and was standing now on the foot of the bed, his gaze darkened a bit as his eyes traveled all over my body. I was completely naked with my legs spread out a bit, my cunt was on full display in front of him and I could feel the wetness and mixed cum dripping from it. My hair was a mess, and my stomach and breast were full of love bites and teeth marks from our rough sex two rounds ago. I bit my lip as my gaze went to his length. It was really hard and his head was very red and wide. I remember our first time when I was really paranoid it wouldn’t fit, and my first scream when he bottomed out inside of me for the first time, my cunt was stretching and clenching around his length. No man ever fit me or filled me like Bucky. He was -and is- the perfect fit for me.

I pressed my thighs together for any kind of friction as after a whole day of fucking around, I still wanted him more than ever. he bit his lips at the sight of me pressing my thighs together. He held my ankles and opened my legs widely. His eyes traveled up until they met my eyes. “Have I ever told you that you are a fucking goddess?” his tone was very serious and low. I shook my head slightly as a smile painted my lips. “you are a goddess. a fucking sex icon. a Mona Lisa. a queen” he laid on me again and pushed his cock slowly inside me. Soft moans escaped my lips as I was adjusting to his length again. “Fuck bunny, I don’t know how you are still so tight for me after the day we had. Thought your pussy would be stretched out by now” he groaned while looking at where our bodies are connected and thrusting in and out slowly. I couldn’t stop moaning and I felt a very hot wave striking my body. all I feel is just pure lust. I need him. I need him to keep fucking me. I need his cock to stretch me out. I just need him.

He suddenly stopped thrusting but he was still buried inside me. I didn’t notice that he was staring at me while my head was pulled back on the pillow and my eyes were closed and nothing but moans and soft whispers of his name flying out of my mouth. His eyes were full of something that I couldn’t put my head around it. It’s my first time seeing this look in Bucky’s eyes. First time seeing a man looking at me like this and I can’t even understand the look. I got nervous suddenly and I asked “What’s wrong?” He smiled softly and brushed my hair out of my face and kissed my lips.

“Y/N, you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I could seriously worship you” he chuckled and kissed my left cheek as I’m sure now it’s burning red. “you are my goddess. I literally worship you. can’t believe I got so lucky to have an actual goddess underneath me” his lips now moving to my neck and he’s nipping on my sweet spot. “are you my goddess, Y/N?” he lifted his head up and his eyes met mine. “answer me, babe. Are you my goddess?” I nodded and licked my lips as I’m feeling my cunt getting wetter by his praise.

Suddenly, he flipped us over and now I’m on top of him, he held my waist tightly to not let his cock slide out of me and he pulled me down until he was fully in me again. He breathed heavily and looked at me all over again. “Then show me. make me believe in you, goddess. make me believe you are my goddess. Fuck me into believing in you. Fuck me into your religion” His words are making me go crazy that I just couldn’t move. I was literally stunned. No one ever talked to me like this before or even loved me like this before. I’m feeling like I’m in a dream now or I am high. Can’t believe this is actually a reality and Bucky Barnes, the winter solider, the fucking white wolf, is buried deep inside me and saying these sweet words to me. I feel like I’m going to cum just by listening to his words.

“Come on doll, show me your love and admiration. Show me your powers, my goddess. Only you can make me this horny and my cock never calm near you. Only a fucking sex goddess can do that, my Aphrodite” his grip on my waist hardened as he’s now moving my hips and waist back and forth, grinding me on his dick. the friction and movement got us both moaning loud. He kept moving me faster on his cock and I started to pick up the pace and grinding more back and forth. I love how he keeps praising me and telling me I’m his goddess while fucking me now like a sex doll whose just here to please him.

While grinding and moving back and forth on him I started to ride him slowly, moving up and down. Bucky moaned the sluttiest and dirtiest moan I’ve ever heard from him. His eyes shut and he pulled his head back on the pillow and pushed it down. His hands tightened on my hips as my pace started to go faster and now I’m fully jumping on his cock while grinding my hips harder. His moans and screams are as loud as mine are too. “Fuuuuuuuccckkkkk” he growled so loudly and tightened his grip more on my hips, I felt like his hands are going to pierce my skin and leave a permanent mark. I felt his cock twitching so hard inside me and hitting my g spot repeatedly. “Oh, dear goddess-ss - I’m cu-mm FUUUUUCKKK” he screamed loudly as he shot his hot liquid inside me, hitting my cervix and g spot, making me fall off the edge and that tight in my stomach to burst. As much as I was shaking rapidly and can’t breathe but I couldn’t stop jumping on him and continuing fucking myself on his cock.

Bucky started shaking like me from the overstimulation and couldn’t catch his breath too. “Yes goddess, let my cum stick inside you. let me bless your heavenly womb with my babies. we could have the most perfect demigods.” he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer to him and now our chests are pressed together. “Let me plant my seed inside you, Aphrodite. I bet you’d look so good pregnant with my babies inside you. not to mention, you’d look so fuckable too” he said as his hands slid down to my butt and now he was holding me and moving me on his cock. It feels so good that we can’t even stop. I closed my eyes and buried my head in his neck, I really can’t control my moans or my need for him anymore. “Yeah doll, give me one more orgasm. I know you want to. Give me one more. Don’t fight it” He knew what I needed and he knew my body. Bucky always put my pleasure first and we’ve been together for so long that he really knows what I need and what my body needs. the feeling of needing to feel the heat and pleasure of cumming around his thick hard cock was consuming me and I needed to let go again.

“Fuck baby, I’m going to cum again,” he said groaning and holding my butt so tight while moving me faster on his cock. the sound of my sloppy pussy and his cock fucking in and out of it was deafening as much as our moans. I don’t know what we ate or drank or smoked that made us this horny and needy today or maybe it’s just our love and lust for each other or maybe it’s just we have so much chemistry in sex that we and our bodies just know how to satisfy and please each other. I don’t care what it is but it’s addicting and I don’t wanna stop. never.

I can feel that knot tightening again as I let go with nothing but screams and moans slipping out of my mouth. Bucky followed my screams with groans as he burst again into my cunt. This time we stopped our movements. He was still buried inside me and I was still on top but I didn’t lay on top of him as I gave myself and him some space to catch our breaths. My upper body lay on the bed very close to him as he was laying on his back, eyes shut, chest going up and down breathing heavily. I was laying on my side facing him, staring at how perfect he looked with his hair messed up and sweat on his forehead shining. He opened his eyes and looked at me. We kept staring at each other deeply as we both smiled.

“After that Barnes, you should build me a fucking temple” I giggled and he laughed at my words. “The least I can do for my goddess” he pulled himself closer to me and moved on top. Still having his cock inside me. He kissed me deeply then pulled away and locked eyes with me again. “Congratulations, Aphrodite. I’m now a believer of yours. Could you accept me as your humble servant?” I giggled and nodded. We kissed again then he pulled out slowly, trying not to trigger any other nerve. I stood up and moved to the bathroom. “Hey, where are you going?” he pushed me back again to the bed. “I’m not finished with you yet” he kissed my neck from behind and wrapped his arms around me again.

“Oh my god Bucky, you are becoming a real sex addict now,” I said jokingly with a serious tone. He laughed and held my chin with his hand, turning my head around to face him. “If Jesus himself saw you, I’m sure he’d become a sex addict too” he grinned and then chuckled at how shy I got. This man surely knows how to flirt as much as how to fuck. “As much as I am flattered but I need to use the bathroom” I giggled and jumped out of the bed quickly and ran to the bathroom. I can hear him clearly running behind me like a fucking predator about to catch his prey. I got into the bathroom fast and was about to close the door but he was faster and smashed it open. “BUCKY OH MY GOD” I screamed and laughed at how crazy he looked right now.

“You are not getting anywhere without me, my Aphrodite” he had this devilish smirk on his face as he moved closer. He pulled me up by my thighs and wrapped my legs around his waist. We held very intimidating eye contact for a while until I felt a splash of hot water hitting my skin. I hadn’t noticed that he moved us to the tub and opened the shower. “Ready for some shower sex rounds, doll?” he said against my lips as he pushed his tongue inside my mouth. This is going to be a very very long night.

[yummyyumberries]

MIDAS TOUCH

MIDAS TOUCH

Pairing - switch!keeho x switch!fem!reader

includes - idol!KIOF, idol!PIWON

Warnings: oral (f & m receiving), drinking, hickeys, smut with little plot, spit, hair pulling, Semi public sex, cum eating, fingering, kys joke, not proofread, if i missed anything please lmk!!

an: This is my first time writing smut so it’s not the greatest but i still tried!! i was lowkey yapping this whole story my b 😭 this is 100% inspired by the video of keeho and intak in the club 😭😭 tysm for reading and i hope u enjoy!

Your company worked with a bunch on companies to put on a huge concert in LA similar to coachella. You and your members are in the car heading to your hotel when your manager mentions the after party. Julie squeals and demands the whole car to get ready right when you guys get to the hotel. You were so exhausted from performing the whole day but when you get to the hotel you decided to get ready anyways. You put on a short black mini skirt, a black crop top and leather jacket. While doing your makeup you get a text from a cute boy you saw backstage at the event.

KYO : are u coming to the party?

Y/N : yup, julie is forcing the whole group

lol

KYO : lol

KYO : see u then ;)

You softly smile at your phone and set it down face down when your member, Julie, walks in from the bathroom in a short, loose fitting dress with lace around the top and a gray jean jacket. “Y/N is this a good outfit?” she says before she twirls to give you a 360 of her outfit “wow Julie, u look stunning as usual” u say looking her up and down with a a wide smile on your face “i like the lace, it’s cute” she gives you a warm smile and sits on the edge of the hotel bed “show me what your wearing” she says continuously tapping you. You get up from the floor and do a spin for Julie. While you’re turned around Julie slaps your ass making you jump. you and Julie burst out laughing and you sit back on the floor to continue your makeup while Julie goes to text the others and put on her shoes. you put on your lip combo and finish off with a pair black bunny ears Julie got you. You and your members collect in the hallway to take pictures then your manager drives you to the club where the party is at. You and your members walk in. You link arms with Julie and Natty and walk into the crowd of wasted idols while Belle and Hanuel get drinks. You can feel everyone breathing all around you but it doesn’t bother you. Julie grabs you and starts to playfully grind on you, Natty starts to laugh and pulls out her phone to start recording you and Julie. Laughing, you look up from Julie and lock eyes with the gray haired boy from earlier while a boy with long, black, mullet type hair talks to him,Theo? you think his name is but you can’t remember. but you can tell keeho is not listening to a thing he’s saying. You immediately choke on air and lean over to Natty and keeps your hand on her shoulder to support you while you stumble with your free hand on your chest. Julie looks at you confused and yells loud enough for you and natty to hear her that you guys should get drinks. At the bar you tell natty and julie what happened. they look at each other, look at you, and start laughing while you throw down your first shot of the night. “Wait, wait, wait THATS why you made a scene??” Natty says between laughs. You roll your eyes at Nattys comment “You should talk to him instead of being a mess!” Natty continues. “Now we all know she can’t do that sober” Julie adds on holding her 2nd shot. “Hey!” you say hitting her arm and laughing. You sigh “Your right..”. Natty and Julie have now made it their goal to 1. Get you drunk and 2. Get you to hook up with keeho. You guys order more shots. 2nd shot, you’re still sober. 5th shot Natty and Julie are wasted but you can still understand what they’re saying and you have a feeling that your going to puke, your drunk but not drunk enough. 12 shots later you’re definitely drunk by how you immediately stumbled when you got up from your seat. You, Natty and Julie immediately laugh and help you up. You dust yourself off and see keeho around 3 meters away from you. You take a deep breath and start to walk up to him while Julie follows and Natty walks off to find wasted belle and haneul. You walk up to him and open your mouth but you stumble into him before you can get a word out. In the 3 seconds this happened Julie and that black haired boy from earlier are off dancing somewhere. You look at him and laugh wrapping your arms around his neck while he rests his hands on your hips. “I’m Y/N” you say loud enough for him to hear. He softly chuckles “I know that beautiful” He reply’s with a playful smirk on his face. “What’s your like actual name?” you whisper in his ear because your throat hurts from yelling. “Stephen” he whispers back, his lips grazing your ear causing you to bite your lip and hide you face in the crook of his neck. you whisper back through small laughs “oh my god please do that again, that was so hot”. Out of nowhere your groups song Midas Touch starts to play and Julie Theo appears to drag you and Keeho to the center where the rest of the group is and see them in their positions. Adrenaline rushes through your body and you start to dance with your group, sneaking winks to Keeho here and there which is

100% working and making him blush. During the chorus you sneak off to tease him a bit and grind on him. before your members can notice and before your center part comes up, you slip him a piece of paper and wink at him and go back to dance with your group. He unfolds the paper to a message that says “Meet me in the bathroom ♡” he blushes and crumbles up the note before Theo can read it. The dance finishes and everyone claps while you guys smile and bow to the people watching. You lock eyes with Keeho and he has slight smirk on his face. You walk up to him, grab his hand and lead him into the club bathroom, locking the door behind you. Right as the door locks he aggressively presses his lips against yours. His soft moans and whimpers into the kiss make you deepen the kiss, turning into a heated make out session. After about 2 minutes he starts to pull away, you lean in more to continue the kiss but your lips eventually disconnect. “Is this okay?” he says between pants. You give him a slight nod and cup his face with both of you hands, pulling him back into the kiss. He starts to take off your jacket and starts to pull off his blue over shirt. You pull at the bottom of his shirt signaling that you want him to take it off. He immediately pulls off shirt and throws it to the floor. You move away from the door and lead him to the sink pressing his back onto it. You break the kiss and unbuckle his pants, lightly pulling down his jeans and boxers. He moans as the cold air hits his throbbing cock. You tease him and lightly and trace his cock. He lets out a whine and begs “Baby…please touch me..please”. Your eyes widen when he says that. You have no idea what you did but you have this man under your control. You spit onto his cock and jerk him off causing him to moan and whimper uncontrollably. You kiss his red tip and start to put the whole thing down your throat. Slowly sucking and jerking him off. “Mhm…gonna cum” he says between pants and his voice shaking. You slowly pick up your pace. “Fuck..” He whispers as his orgasm gets closer. You look up at him and lock eyes with him as you suck his cock which immediately makes him cum into your mouth. You look up at him as you swallow his load. You get up from your knees and grab his jaw. “Open.” You say with a stern voice and he immediately obeys. You spit into his mouth and he looks you dead in your eyes as he swallows it. Opening his mouth to show you that he did. You smirk at him and slowly spin him around so you guys have switched places. He picks you up and places you on top of the sink as he kisses your neck and marks your neck until there is a dark purple bruise on your neck. He proudly smiles at his work. He presses his lips back onto yours, you try to deepen the kiss again but Keeho takes a fist full of your hair and pulls it. causing you to moan. He smiles against your lips realizing that he now has you under his control. he pulls away from the kiss and pulls down your skirt, revealing you black, lace underwear. he pulls it to the side and starts to leave soft kisses on your inner thighs. His warm tongue sends shivers down your spine as he licks your wet cunt. You close slap your hand over your mouth to hide moans. He looks up at you and laughs at the sight, making you moan even harder. The lewd sounds coming from your wet pussy and mouth made you thankful for the loud music playing from the speakers. “Mmng- gonna cum..” you say between heavy pants. His mouth disconnects from your cunt and shoves two fingers into you without warning, causing you to loudly moan from the pleasure. He swiftly pumps in and out of you as he kissed your neck. “Please… fuck!” You’re not even sure what you’re begging for but you still are. “Cum on my fingers for me, y/n.” he says into your neck. You instantly cum when you hear his deep breathy voice. “good girl” he says looking into your eyes and kissing your lips. You smile into the kiss and hop off the sink grabbing your bunny ears and your jacket off the floor. You feel him wrap his arms around you as he places one last kiss on your neck

and puts his shirts back on. He opens the bathroom door for you and you both walk out, giving each other one last hug. You stand there as he walks away, when he gets to a point where he can’t see you, you immediately pull out your phone and text the KIOF group chat.

Y/N : U GUYS WILL NOT BELIVE WHAF JUST HAPPENED.

JULIE : YOU HOOKED UP WITH HIM???

NATTY : of course she did idiot

HANEUL : who??

BELLE : the one with the black hair??

JULIE : that’s who i was with dummy

BELLE : not my fault ur with a new guy every week

JULIE : kys

Y/N : LMAOOOOO

Y/N : remember the guy that i was backstage with?

Y/N : it was him

HANEUL : the dancer???

Y/N : ur so dumb

NATTY : let’s meet at the bar

NATTY : tell us EVERYTHING y/n!!!!

Y/N : haha okay

[snickerdoodlles]

📚pls?

:D ❤

hope u all are ready for another WAREHOUSE AU

(*note: before anyone is sad about me not writing this one, it is because the aftermath portion of this particular plot bunny got shlorped into another one with a funnier premise that i've actually started writing, which left this one quite reduced. so. yeah.)

ONWARDS

my summary for this one in DMs was "AU where the tasers and chloroform reactions are accurate and Kim gets kissed before he can self-sabotage" so lets gooo;

Chay is awake in the warehouse

he is awake and HELLA CONFUSED and not having a good time at all (getting stomped on the chest????? fucking ow????????)

why the fuck did these jokers kidnap him from his perfect morning with his boyfriend what the FUCK

oh hi hia

WAIT WHY ARE YOU HERE HIA

what the fuck is going on

what the FUCK is happening

then Kim comes in, guns blazing, shoots a bunch of people for Chay, and is overall extremely hot while he gets him out of the warehouse

Kim: fuckfuckfuck fuckf uckf ufkcu fuck fuck fuckf uck Chay: *BEAMS* you're here! hello!!!

the second they're cleared, Chay loops his hands over Kim's neck and kisses the shit out of him

Kim: wait, i, uh, family, my mafia- no, not, i'm not, my brothers, my stupid cousin-- Chay: do you like me? did you come here to rescue me? Kim, brain still offline: obviously, but-- Chay: tell me later, kiss me NOW

because Chay is having an absolutely terrible day dammit. he's freaking out but trying to hold it together, he still doesn't know what the fuck is happening with Porsche, but his boyfriend is very, very hot riding to his rescue, so it's either Chay kisses him or Chay has a meltdown, so Chay is CLINGING to Kim and tackling him face first.

(Kim is. SO confused. why doesn't Chay hate him. he doesn't want to let go of Chay. he can't fathom why CHAY doesn't want to let go. he's three seconds from leaking a bunch of emotions all over the place and clinging Chay back trying to hold them in.)

then the warehouse explodes. fucking great.

the first thing Chay does is yell at Porsche for his life choices. he is still holding onto Kim. Kim is extremely scared for when that anger will turn onto him, but Chay is only yelling at Porsche. then at Kinn. then the guards. vents at Kim for a bit. then yells at Porsche and Kinn again. Kim is staring and clutching and failing madly at keeping his emotions in check.

because the thing is, Kim was never actually in a position where he owed Chay his secrets. not like this. but Porsche told him the stupidest lie and then left him alone for months, and is only telling Chay the truth now after he was drugged, kidnapped, beaten, and nearly shot and blown up. Chay's pissed. and while in canon, Chay was quietly angry at Porsche before storming off to deal with it, he has Kim here to act as an emotional rock in this mess instead of Only Porsche, and Chay has shit to say.

Kim: i know you're probably angry with me Chay: yeah sure a little bit but unlike SOMEBODY ELSE I COULD MENTION Porsche *flinches* Chay: you were actually around Porsche: *flinches harder* Kim: ... :o Kim: *hearteyes*

everyone leaves a little bit terrified of Chay. Porsche because he knows he fucked up. the guards because Chay is not helping the tension, but they're not allowed to threaten him to make him stop. Kinn most of all, because Chay hits him with the most deeply distrusting glare and

Chay: so you tried to kill your last boyfriend Kinn: ...yes Chay: and now you're dating my brother Kinn: .........yes Chay: *stares* Kinn: *flinches*

Kim is just. hearteyes all over the place. he's terrified Chay's going to let go. Chay never lets go. he doesn't understand what's happening here. their brothers manage to convince them to come to the compound to get checked over by the nurses there, which is how Chay meets Korn. the second Chay and Kim are alone, Chay declares Korn a creep and Kim just. ascends. Kim's gone from having a crisis over smiley eggs in the morning to composing a proposal song and planning their 10 year anniversary before midnight. it's a wild day for all of them.

this AU naturally ends in patricide, but that's the half of the plot got pushed into something angstier so...... ;)

[[ ask me about fics im not writing ]]

[thelovelybitten]

more loonatics headcanons / shenanigans...

i've been on such a binge watch of lu that I just need to post abt it okay leave me alone

BUT I'VE NOTICED THINGS !!! (this is s2 ep4) !! you kind of get an insight of what they all like to do and things they enjoy with these bedroom stills.

ACE:

obviously: likes carrots, cute lil bunny.

HIS LIL DOORMAT DJSNGJSDNJK

i couldn't zoom in enough to see what's on his monitor but you know he likes to watch shows before bed. relatable content.

the fact he's got two side tables as well gives me eating in his bed vibes but also he'd be clean abt it. i also think he'd be a big comic book reader. not sure what, but he would be. I'll let y'all decide.

speaking on that, there's a shelf with books on the far right so yeah. i think he'd also read manga bc of his anime complex. he may also keep some sort of CDs ? maybe vinyls ???

i know this man keeps katanas and a dartboard in his room.

he's a snowboarder !!!! THAT'S SO COOL. he must be a god bc this man is AGILE.

he's got a skyline view PHEWWWWW rich ass mf

also. an aquarium on his right (our left) which is so fun I wonder what kinds of marine life they'd keep!!!

I'm also not sure what the compartment behind his head is for but I think its a closed-off bookshelf or space for his knick-knacks. i also see a fireplace too but idk how logical that is lol

LEXI:

NOW WHY SHE SLEEPING IN A HAMMOCK WHEN THE GIRLIE COULD HAVE A QUEEN SIZED BED ??? she's quirky like that ig. whatever makes her comfy. (I know she'd upgrade, I just know. just bc she can sleep anywhere doesn't mean she's always comfortable.)

a phone/pager by her bed is so real

THE WALLPAPER IS BEACHY IT'S SO CUTE

she's a SKIIER AND A SURFER. WHAT CAN'T SHE DO. (seasickness who)

cabinet obvi for storage, idk why she'd have anything important in there besides old childhood items it's so high up???

lower shelves are for books and things maybe. or video games.

AND DO YOU SEE THE AQUARIUM ??? THIS CONFIRMS THAT LEXI AND ACE HAVE NEIGHBOURING BEDROOMS AND NO ONE CAN CHANGE MY MIND. there has to be some type of barrier/wall between the two tanks for privacy reasons but I'M DEAD GNFDGNDJKFNJDFNKHK MY BABIES

opposing skyline views so iconic... i know she takes mad insta pictures (or duck takes them) to get good sunset shots

i believe the items on the table are her laptop, a makeup bag andddd maybe a clutch purse? just a guess bc they're so tiny.

laptop makes sense. it'd be hard but she could still try to get an education on the side??? lots of work for a girl but she's a boss like that.

makeup for obvious reasons

clutch purse for nights out

SLAM:

THE WAY I'D BE SO SCARED FOR THAT WEIGHT TO DROP ON MY HEAD. SLAM IS A TROOPER WTF

I remember sumth abt that cylinder thingy on the left but I can't remember what it's for yet. will update when the ep comes.

MANS IS AN INTELLECTUAL !! those are all comic books (like ace, they bond) and language workbooks.

the poster of pizza is SO REAL OF HIM

there's a teeny tiny chute beside his door and I wonder what it's for. maybe it's a scanner? idk

light above his head is also...a choice.

i'd like to think that the things at the end of his bed are air purifiers and that slam has some sort of breathing issue when he goes to sleep. maybe he grinds his jaw or is a mouth breather;;;

computer for gaming tings and other endeavours

A WHOLE ASS TREADMILL YEAH BUDDY U STAY IN SHAPE.

i know this man doesn't have a WHOLE ASS DRUMSTICK IN HIS BED. but makes sense. he totally eats in bed BUT IS MESSY ABT IT. duck and lexi HATE IT IT'S NASTY HAHAH they ask him to switch his sheets and vacuum almost everyday

DUCK:

THIS MAN IS SO CONCEITED I CAN'T Y'ALL.

but like ace, he also has a tv by his bed I know he and lexi would watch romcoms together

K-DRAMAS???? SPECIFICALLY SINGLES INFERNO (only bc s3 just came out, it's on the brain) duck just boasts abt how he's better looking than all of the other males while lexi is very much about the relationships/drama

his little peek-a-boo window behind his head is so cute :"))))

I have no god damn clue what that thing is beside him on the left but I'm sure it's important

but he wears headphones to sleep !!! must need white noise or rain to sleep

control panel for his lights and other digitally controlled shit in his room

THIS MAN HAS SO MANY MAGAZINES AND NEWSPAPER ARTICLES ABOUT HIMSELF AND THE LOONATICS (but only bc he is in them, thank yew) I also think he'd carry a lot of fashion magazines too. things that are in. the second a fad ends he's done w it

I'm assuming this is an arcade game setup, but i think he'd love Mario kart :) him and tech love to battle on this but move it to the main room bc duck thinks tech is cheating bc "the screen is two small".

i know this man would sleep with mf silk sheets and a fleece comforter he's a bougie bitch

computer for obvious reasons

REV:

i had to include all four shots bc he is a sleepwalker/runner LOOK AT HOW CUTE HE IS ;U;

it looks like he sleeps in a casket-like bed (hence, the lid is open top centre) I believe he only has this open when he's awake so idk who forgot to close it. it needs to be closed so that when rev does actually get up and sleepwalks, he's contained. the last thing the loonatics want to wake up to is the house completely trashed bc rev had a dream he was running from something. so casket bed it was.

that's also why. he doesn't sleep with sheets. if he trips and falls oh lord. therefore he wears super warm pjs in the winter to not freeze to death

he's got a ton of books, rightfully so, I think he and tech would share this bookcase because it would have different manuals, blueprints and miscellaneous mechanical guides. robot guides. that too. i also think rev would be that person who re-reads his childhood books over and over again and not get sick of them ever

there is also a treadmill in this room I just know it

a tv as well. idk where, but I hc it's there.

TECH:

thanks for giving me nothing to work with here

I kind looked forward into the ep and there's a smidge of the bedroom in a frame but idk what the other shit could be

but I know his room is very clean. it's SPOTLESS. everything is organized and well put together.

I'm going to ignore the fact he suckles his thumb bc this man is 24 years old BYE

there's a whole bunch of ai robots in there to do anything he wants.

he is also the other loonatic who has their own bathroom. he only got it bc he won the straw draw. well, ace won technically, but gave it to tech bc he was the oldest and would keep it in the best shape. duck still hasn't forgiven him for it.

he shares it with lexi since she's the only lady in the house :) ain't no way she shares with the boys.

the others share the other bathroom. one more gets installed later but the other four are SOL

tech also has a nice walk-in closet

he needs to take melatonin b4 bed bc this man is noctournal

has drones scattered on shelves, ones he's built and ones he's collected from professors and other inventors

AAAAND THAT'S IT. THANKS FOR COMING TO ANOTHER TED TALK LOL I'MMA GO FINISH S2 XOXO

[logarhythm-bees]

The Carousel Kingdom 🏰 CH1 Junkyard Gold

Masterlist

Next

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21-violets: hey patton

kitty-pat: hi virgil!

21-violets: u want to come help me find stuff for my apartment later? On the corner of Foley and Mian?

21-violets: mian*

21-violets: main*

kitty-pat: uhh hold on let me check it out

kitty-pat: virgil this looks like a junkyard

21-violets: yea

kitty-pat: r u sure that’s the right place?

21-violets: yeah i saw some cool stuff drivin by earlier. But tbh i am kinda nervous which is why i asked u to come 

kitty-pat: aw virge!

kitty-pat: ok, I’ll come!

21-violets: thanks pat : )

“Woah.”

“Yeah,” Virgil says, whistling. “Glad you brought your truck, ‘cause this stuff isn’t fitting in my car.”

“Why do we even go shopping if people are just throwing out purr-fectly usable stuff anyways?” Patton says, picking up a little vase with a cat on it, and frowning when it comes into two pieces in his hands. “Well, maybe not perfectly.”

“If you want that, we can glue it back together.” Virgil replies, looking over a relatively unscathed dining chair. “And the answer is probably somewhere between ‘capitalism,’ and ‘I don’t know how often this happens, I saw a guy dump a bunch of stuff here earlier so I thought I’d come by.”

Patton nods. 

“Whoa, Patton, look at this.” Virgil says, beckoning him over to a weathered section of scrap, where, piled underneath some old car parts and lumber, is the little faded head of a children’s carousel horse.

“C’mon, help me get it out.”

Patton obliges, and together they manage to gradually remove the scrap, bits of metal and wood coming away, slowly revealing not just one carousel horse, but the whole carousel, an antique little thing clearly meant for little kids but still pretty big compared to the rest of the broken-down things surrounding it.

“I wonder who dumped this here, this is sick,” Virgil says, hovering around it and brushing off the accumulated dust. ‘“I mean, I don’t think we could get it back to my apartment, and even then I don’t know where I’d fit it, but this is rad. We gotta take pictures, at least.”

Patton nods enthusiastically, clearly in favor of Virgil taking an entire children’s carousel home so he can ride it whenever he wants, but he curbs his excitement in favor of practicality, knowing they can’t put a carousel inside a studio apartment. 

“My phone’s got a better camera,” Patton says, taking it out of his pocket and handing it to Virgil. “Are you ever going to update yours?”

Virgil grimaces as he sticks his own phone into his pocket, riddled with cracks and chips, but…

“It’s still functional,” he says. “And I dunno, maybe I can get the screen fixed soon. It’s not at the top of my list, y’know? Anyways, smile!”

“Wha- Oh!” Patton laughs as Virgil pulls him into a selfie, flashing bunny ears behind Patton’s head. “Send that one to yourself!” Patton shout as Virgil jumps into motion taking angled shots of the worn carousel.

“Look at this paint here, it’s worn a lot but the pattern is gorgeous.” Virgil says, snapping a photo of one of the horses. “It’s like, gothic wallpaper. That’s so cool.”

“Look at this part, Virge,” Patton says, stepping closer to the carousel to inspect the middle column. “There’s a whole landscape painted on here.”

Virgil’s jaw nearly drops, immediately scuttling closer to take a peek and a photo. “You’re right! It’s so detailed. Man, I wish I knew why it was dropped here. This all looks like it was done by hand.”

“Mhm,” Patton replies, a little distracted by the streetlights flickering on and the sky starting to show little pinpricks of light. “Buuut, I think we should get going soon. Those chairs aren’t going to chair-y themselves!”

Virgil groans good-naturedly, looking back and forth between Patton and the carousel. Patton sighs quietly.

“C’mon Virge, we can’t keep horsing around all night!”

“I know, I know, just a few more photos,” Virgil says, and Patton relents, giving him space and a couple more minutes. Virgil is as cautious as he as eager, touching the faded paint and metal furnishings with a carefulness that Patton has always admired about his friend.

“Okay, I think I’m- just about done,” Virgil says, stumbling back off the carousel, and curiously, over a little wooden crown. “Oh dang, this must have fallen off.”

“Mhm, mhm,” Patton says, looking up at the nearly-nighttime sky with nervousness. “Are we leaving now?”

“Yeah, just one more photo,” Virgil says, picking the crown up gingerly and inspecting, carefully, the heads of the little horses until he sees one with a ring of missing paint.

Virgil holds one thumb over the photograph button and places the crown on its head, adjusting it with one hand, and just before he can take the photo, there is a bright flash of light.

And very abruptly, one horse missing from the carousel, is a person standing dizzily in its stead.

— 

Patton and Virgil don’t dare say a word as the person stumbles, groaning with one hand to their head, until the person collapses, and they both rush forward at once to assist.

“Owwie.” The person says, in a loud voice that immediately breaks the peace, and makes both of them flinch “Must’ve…had a dizzy spell. It’ll wear off, I’m sure.”

“Are you good, dude?” Virgil exclaims before he can stop himself, and Patton looks at him in alarm. Virgil doesn’t blame him- if he could look at himself talking unquestioningly to a stranger, he’d be staring at the scene too.

“I’ll be fine,” this mysterious person says, sitting up to better reveal two white protrusions- antlers? They must be antlers- they had better not be bones, good gravy- sticking out of their head. Their eyes, scrunched closed, finally blink open, looking around for a moment before quickly locking on Virgil and Patton sitting beside them. “Wait, who are you? Where are we?”

“Uhm. I’m Patton?” Patton says, motioning to himself, and then to Virgil. “And that’s Virgil. You’re in, uh, Gainesville, Florida?”

The person snaps to their feet, tail- tail?- swishing agitatedly behind them as they look around. “Did you bring me here? To this- this dump you call Flor Ida?” their antlers begin to glow, complex inlays becoming a soft red. “Tell me the truth! How did I get here? How far are we from Innova?”

“We don’t know!” Virgil starts, nervous energy overtaking him. “We just found a carousel here, and then one of the horses, it turned into you- and I don’t even know where Innova is- hey-!”

Before he can protest, Virgil is being lifted by his collar and looking straight into the eyes of a very angry stranger- odd, white- edged eyes with similarly white pupils, seemingly gazing straight into Virgil’s soul in a way that Virgil really is not liking.

“You’re right,” they say, seemingly finding what they were looking for, as they release Virgil and begin to pace. “You’re not of my world. But that doesn’t mean you’re off the hook yet- !”

Before they can finish, however, they sway again, tail waving behind them for balance. “I- this conversation is not over!”

And then, the anger leaving in a huff, they faint.

[justhilary123]

The HareWolf Curse: Chapter 1

Our story begins in the forest.

*The forest is seen*

It’s a beautiful day! The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing and everything was peaceful. Although, there are times where dangers can arise.

*Elmer Fudd was seen tracking down his prey.*

Elmer Fudd: Shh! Be vewy vewy quiet! I’m hunting wabbits! Hahahahaha! *sees something on the ground* Aha! Wabbit twacks!

*Elmer follows the rabbit tracks. Little did he know is that the kids were helping Bugs fool Elmer.*

Melanie: We are making great progress, friends!

Dinah: We certainly are! This is better than that so called Duck season, rabbit season scenario.

Penny: You said it! I wonder if Bugs and Daffy will ever ever I mean ever get along.

Beth: Well. Bugs is lucky that he has us to become friends with him.

Oliver: Yeah! We’re the luckiest kids in the world!

Lila: *looks through her binoculars and sees Elmer* Hey, guys! Here comes Elmer!

Melanie: Quick! Better find hiding places!

*The kids all ran off to hide as Elmer continues following the rabbit tracks.*

Elmer Fudd: Yoo-Hoo! Wabbit! Where are you?!

Beth: Cue Bugs!

*Out comes Bugs Bunny who is making his move and doing his part.*

Bugs: *munches on a carrot* Eh. What’s up, Doc?

Elmer Fudd: I’m hunting wabbits. And I’ve seen some come through here not too long ago.

Bugs: Do they have long ears, fluffy tails and hops about like this.

Elmer: Yes!

Melanie: Cue Beth!

Beth: Oh. That’s me!

Oliver: Sis! Go! We’re trying to fool Elmer.

Beth: Oh. Right! *walks over to Bugs and Elmer* If you want to hunt down a rabbit, you have to be really smart about this, so you can catch it in the act. Here, use this crossbow to catch it! *gives a thumbs up to Bugs, who puts a target arrow with his picture on it*

Elmer Fudd: Okay. Say yer pwayers, wabbits! *takes a couple of shots*

Bugs: Ha! Ouch! *coughs and hacks and falls over* You got me, Doc!

Elmer Fudd: Oh no! What have I done?

Bugs: Everything’s getting dark! I’m not gonna make it! *falls over and fakes his death*

Elmer Fudd: Oh no! Wabbit! Please, don’t go! What have I done?!

Dinah: Oh please. We’ve seen this time and time again! Bugs is very much alive!

Penny: Dinah! What are you doing?! You’ll blow it again!

Elmer Fudd: Ooh. I’m gonna get you for this!

Lila: R-U-N spells Run!

Melanie: C’mon, Bugs! We gotta get out of here! Get up! Get up! *helps Bugs to his feet*

*The kids and Bugs ran away from Elmer Fudd, until, he lost sight of them.*

Elmer Fudd: I’ll get you if it’s the last thing I do!

*Meanwhile, the kids and Bugs stop near the park sign to catch their breath.*

Bugs: Gee. Thanks, kids! Believe me, fooling enemies was a lot of fun.

Penny: Yeah! Well. It would be a lot more fun if Dinah doesn’t try to blow our scheme every single time.

Dinah: What can I say?! We’ve seen the cartoons and believe me, Bugs is just too good at fooling old little enemies whoever tries to cross his path.

Penny: Elmer could’ve catch us too!

Lila: Girls! Girls! Enough! We were only having fun!

Melanie: Ya know, it was a lot of fun. But, we really should head on back home.

Beth: Yeah! Our parents would wonder where we are.

Oliver: *hears his stomach growl* And besides, I’m getting hungry.

Beth: *hears her tummy rumble* Me too! It must be lunchtime! C’mon, Bugs!

*The kids ran home with Bugs following them.*

Beth: *gets a carrot out from her pocket* Here, Bugs! A carrot for you!

Bugs: Thanks, kids! I’ll be outside waiting.

*The kids head inside, but, then, Bugs gets an idea.*

Bugs: Hey, guys! I’ve got an idea. How about we go for a walk in the woods later tonight? I promised Lola I go with her tonight.

Beth: Oliver and I will come. Hey, girls! We’re going on a nighttime adventure with Bugs and Lola. Who’s in?

Penny: I wish I could, but, my parents and I are going to the movies tonight.

Dinah: I can’t either. My mother promised we get a makeover spa done.

Melanie: Yeah! My brothers want to play with me.

Lila: I’ll come! I was gonna go anyway. I’ve got nothing better to do.

Bugs: Very well. See you later, guys!

All: Bye!

Carrie Benson: Kids! Come inside and wash your hands! Lunch will be ready in a few minutes.

Beth: Coming!

Oliver: See you guys later!

But, little did they know, that this very night, would be the start of something that would change their lives, forever .....

(To be continued…)

[xhanelia]

I loved the take you made for transmasc reader because yes, so. PART TWO (this is the same anon btw, please tell me how tf is it 4:29 AM whenever I get into a writing or reading mood? Pure luck :,))

Anyway, wishing you the best and don't forget to take breaks! (I might make a full series of requests because I am too drained out to write this myself sorry)

I literally wrote everything and decided to take a break bcs this year is my last and i need to study then when i came back, i realised that tumblr did not saved any of my work. I feel like i just lost a child of mine 💀

Anyway, sorry for the delay, dear anon. I hope you like it. And i am so grateful that you still follow my posts.🖤

Sova headcannons with trans-masc reader part 2

I am so fucking mad that tumblr did not saved any of my work. I DO NOT REMEMBER ANYTHING I WROTE THIS LIKE 2 WEEKS AGO.

Ok time for improvise. In the math class.

If there is a chance to choose his partner for a mission, he will choose you if not anthing specificly needed. He likes your presence near him. It calms him down.

But if you get hurt, he will blame himself. He says he is sorry and its his fault that you got shot with his more fatal wounds while Sage heals both of you. You look him up and down with a brow raised as if you are judging him how he manages to think about you while he is in this situation.

Will make dad jokes just to piss you off.

Normaly he does not laughs at his jokes. Mostly at your reaction. But one time you did a dad joke to him during a mission and he let out a snort. The enemy bullet nearly hit his forehead.

Sage scold you both. Definitely.

Phoenix and Jett insisted to hear the joke and when you told them, even Sage let out a little giggle.

Will make your drink of choice when he goes to the kitchen to get his. Just a form of care.

He will let you make masks on his face if you insist. Even wearing a bunny bandana to keep his hair away. He does get pulled into the "girls night" in the HQ sometimes so he is used to that. (Sova, Omen and Phoenix are one of the girls. Well, i will definately wrote this to an HQ headcannons post.)

If he sees you talking with Chyper, he will get jelaous. Not like he will grab you by your arm and pull you away from him. Its more like he will side eye you both while you two have a conversation.

If Chyper gets tilted by him, after the coversation he will talk to Sova. "You know their 'secrets' right?" "I know them more than you could ever." (Insert the grumpy cat sova picture.)

He will chase you everywhere in the HQ if you steal his cape. This man runs like Usain Bolt with those legs and height of his but he will match your speed for afew minutes just to have fun. Then it is over like a jumpscare.

You can cling onto him like a sloth. He wont even budge. Looking down at you with a confused face as if "wtf are u doin?"

He is bad at video games so if you want to play with him, you'll need to teach him first. He tries his best but he still loses. Its like he does that on purpose at this point. He much prefers to cheer for you when you and Gekko have a tournament between.

He is willing to share his babushkas food with you. You are that important to him. And he will be proud if his babushka and you have a good realitionship. Even if its just from the screen.

He is the sweetest man alive. Biggest support for you and a relaible friend at most. We love him 🥰

[angy-mouse]

Puck Bunny Part 5

4.4k, sfw (maybe like 15+ for grab assery) I am finishing this god damn fic if it kills me

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When you agreed to come to the frat house so Sam could, quote, “treat your fine ass to some fine ass home cookin,” which you think means dinner, you had two concerns. The first was that every frat house you’ve been in before was a cesspool of spilled beer, vomit-filled shoes, and dirty underwear. But there was nothing you could do about that other than chuck a mini hand sanitizer in your bag. The second was not being able to find the house among all the other beta-kappa-thetas. 

“Well,” you mumbled as you eyeballed the giant ‘VAL-U WOLVES’ banner strung across the front of the house, “that solves that problem.”

You shot Niki a text that you’d arrived, as promised, and consulted your bag. Chapstick? Check. Lipstick? Also check. Travel perfume? You put on a spritz. Spare panties because you learned your lesson? You’ve got two. It’s go time.

You didn’t even manage to lift your fist to knock before the door swung open. 

“Yeah, I’m leaving, don’t get your thong in a twist- oh, woman alert.” Big brown eyes blink at you in surprise before a toothy grin spreads across the man’s face. “Ooh, you must be Sammy’s girl!” You start to open your mouth and he’s already grabbing your hand. “Nice to meet you, I’m the goalie, call me Ponk-”

You wonder if he realizes he’s still shaking your hand.

“You’re in for a real treat, Sammy’s in there cooking up a storm-”

“What are you babbling about out here, Ponkie?” 

You should be ashamed of the way you perked up at Sam’s voice. There was absolutely no world where you could be this attached to a man you’ve seen twice without losing all self-respect. But when he came around the corner he was wearing an unbuttoned polo with his worn jeans, flaunting his thick arms as he dried his hands, and you decided self-respect was overrated. And maybe that was okay, because he lit up just as much when he realized you were at his door.

“Get the fuck out of here, Ponk,” he hissed, smacking his goalie with the towel. 

You could see the conniving idea form on Ponk’s face, watching his grin curl into something evil before his arm wrapped around your shoulder. “Oh, but Sammy,” he cooed, “we have so much to talk about!”

“Goodbye, Ponk!”

“I could tell her about that time your cup-”

“Fuck off, Ponk!”

Giggles poured out of your lips as Sam yanked Ponk off of you to haul you into his own arms, clutching you to his chest like he hoped you wouldn’t be able to hear with his biceps over each ear. “Awe, but I’m having such a good time already, Sammy,” you gushed with purpose, laughing harder as you felt him swipe his towel aggressively over your shoulder. 

“Get the fuck out of here, stop giving her ideas!”

“I’m the reason you have this fucking house to yourself!”

“I don’t give a damn: you’re a pest!” 

“Oh, fuck off! We-” You got the sense he was talking to you, but when you tried to pry yourself out of Sam’s pecs, he just held you tighter. “Are gonna talk later, I promise you that!”

The sounds of him jogging away were muffled by Sam batting his towel again as if shooing a pesky fly. Only when Ponk was halfway down the street did he let go of you, and even then his hands stayed connected, trailing down your sides until he found a firm handle in your hips. His eyes softened as he peered down at you, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “I’m sorry you had to go through that.”

His sincere tone had you snorting into his shirt as he waddled backwards so he could close the front door without letting you go. “He was nice,” you insisted. There was a messy pile of shoes by the door, so you toed yours off, rushing to talk over Sam’s insistence that you didn’t have to. “Sapnap and Punz had to go through my roommate embarrassing me, letting one of yours embarrass you is really the least you could do.”

“Ideally, you’d never meet the team,” he admitted. “They have too much dirt on us.”

“I think that’s exactly why I need to meet all of them.”

He feigned a heart attack to make you laugh, fingertips barely catching yours to tug you along. “Come on, trouble, I gotta check on dinner.”

You could smell the sauce as soon as you stepped into the kitchenette. “Smells good. What are we having?”

He dragged you all the way to the stove top, removing the lid on the pan like he was unveiling the next Mona Lisa as some country singer played from his phone on the counter. “Skillet lasagna. It doesn’t actually taste like lasagna, but it’s good and only takes one pan.”

“Can’t wait,” you hummed. He didn’t seem to be letting go any time soon so you squeezed around him, hand braced on his hip in warning until you were safely behind him, arms wrapped around his broad waist as you tucked your cheek against him right between his shoulder blades. “Hm… you’re warm.”

“I’ve been working.” You can hear the budding sarcasm in his voice, hiding your grin in his shirt. “Slaving away in the kitchen for you like some 50s neglected housewife.”

“And you look so good doing it.” You slapped his ass for good measure. “Oughtta get my belt for not having dinner on the table, though.”

“I might be intimidated if you’ve ever worn a belt.” A sauce coated spoon appeared over his shoulder. “Taste test for me?”

You have to press up on your toes and brace against his back to reach, barely wrapping your lips around the spoon. You blinked in shock as the tangy yet mild flavor bloomed over your tongue. Spices and tomato and the slight influence of the sausage simmering in the pan, all held together by the starchy pasta. “Oh my god.”

“Perfect,” he purred, twisting around to kiss your head in thanks. “I have to add the cheese, then I can play with you while it melts.”

The huff that escaped your lips contradicted the way you insisted, “I’m not a puppy you need to entertain.”

“Of course not: you’re a woman I need to entertain. I let you get bored, you’ll find someone else to make your bitch.”

 “I would never,” you promise, fishing for your phone when you realize that vibrating isn’t just your heart beating through your ass. “I’ve put too much time into training you already.”

His grin stretched impossibly wide. “Woof,”

“I’m sorry,” you winced, “it’s my roommate, it might be important.” Sam gave your hand a squeeze before letting you go. You stepped to the edge of the kitchen and answered. “Hey, Niki, what’s up?”

“Hand me to your toy boy.”

“... What?” You could hear the clatter of the bar she worked at in the background. Either she’d stepped out back or she’d just told everyone to shut up. 

“The phone,” she supplied like that answered any of your questions. “Give him the phone. I need to vet him.” 

You spared a glance to make sure Sam couldn’t hear her before turning your back on him. “Niki, I am not letting you interrogate my date.” Sam’s snort told you he most certainly could hear you, your face flushing red in response. “You only got to the other two because you happened to be with me.”

“I’m gonna keep calling until you let me talk to him.”

“I’ll put my phone on silent, I swear to god I will.”

“I’ll send a bouncer.”

“You don’t know where we are.”

“Your location is on, dummy.”

Sam’s hand entered your view, beckoning for your phone. “I’ll take care of it,” he promised gently. You bit back any scathing remarks and handed it over, watching him tuck it between his shoulder and cheek as he scooped out some ricotta into the pan. “Sam speaking…” He snorted. “Yeah, I like that a lot better. Boy toy present and accounted for… It’s a skillet lasagna. Noodles, Italian sausage, and lots of cheese in a tomato sauce… No, she isn’t, I asked her about food restrictions as soon as she agreed to the date… Of course, I have desert planned-”

“Christ,” you griped, hiding your face in your hands. “This is worse than having you meet my parents,”

“I’ve got ice cream and Little Debbie’s depending on what she’s in the mood for… Yeah, I thought we’d watch a little feel-good TV after dinner… I’m telling you, I’m on top of this shit, Niki. Alright, ‘preciate it. Yup, talk to you later.” You didn’t trust the grin on his lips as he hung up, and you trusted it even less when he reached past your open hand to slide your phone back into your pocket, hand staying cupped over your left ass cheek. “Niki says ‘hi,’” he reported, “and she approves of me so far.”

His snug shirt made his pecs look like the perfect place to bury your shame, so you gave into temptation and face-planted between them. “Anything else she say to utterly humiliate me?”

He gave you a comforting pat on the ass, clicking his tongue. “It’s sweet: she cares about you.”

You shook your head. “No, she just saw how shitty my taste in men is from the last time, so she wants to make sure I don’t bring a murderer into our dorm or something.”

A beat. A belated breath where you aren’t sure what to make of his silence. 

“... You know, Sapnap told me-”

“Oh, christ.”

Another pat. “Hush. Sapnap told me you do this. She likes you. She told me so. Accept it.”

“She did not.”

“She did. She said she trusted me to treat you well, so I told her I appreciated it, and she said she’d still get all the details from you tomorrow so not to try anything. People love you. You’re lovable. Deal with it.”

“I’ll suffocate myself in your chest, I swear I will.”

“Alright,” he relented with a dramatic sigh. “Too serious, I get it. I’ll let it go for tonight, but we’re gonna systematically increase your self-love before you know it.”

“Don’t gaslight me into loving myself!”

“I’ll do it,” he threatened, picking you up by the hips as easily as if he was plucking a flower. Your yelp only made him laugh as he set you on the counter, rubbing his hands down your thighs. “There you go, sweetheart, set you up sitting pretty for me,” he mused with a hum. You puckered at him, a grin threatening to break as he fell for it without falter, sharing a tender kiss with you. “Look so pretty tonight,” he murmured against your lips, pressing in for another kiss. “I love this dress on you.” 

Your lips tugged into a grin that spread to his as you felt his fingers skimming up the sides of your leggings, lifting your skirt with them. “Doesn’t seem like it,”

“Well, I love when you’re au natural, too. Ain’t nothing wrong with that.”

You shook your head, halfheartedly shooing him off of you. “What a goober.”

“Goober,” he snorted and gave your hips a firm squeeze. “Alright, well, this goober needs his taste tester. Gonna put you to work.”

“Let me have it,” you threatened with a grin, kicking your legs as he left your range. You were practically salivating as he plated up a healthy scoop and grated a white cheese over it. “Oh my god, literally, let me have it.” 

“I’m coming, I’m coming. God, so hard to satisfy you-”

“That looks cheesy, and delicious, and cheesy-” He slotted back between your legs, but held the bowl away from your reaching hands. “Don’t toy with me, Sam,” you warned. “You’ll lose a finger like that.”

Sam shook his head, but the sly curl of his lips betrayed him. “It’s hot,” he insisted, gathering a heaping forkful and blowing on it. “You burn that smart mouth and I don’t get to kiss you goodnight after dinner. Open up for me, sweetheart.” 

There was a deep need to quip something about that not being the first time you’ve heard that, but it was overridden by an even deeper need to absolutely destroy your body with copious amounts of cheese and pasta being hand-fed to you by tall, dark and handsome.

“Aah,” you permitted, welcoming the forkful like an old friend. Your eyes rolled back as the flavors exploded over your tongue, savory and just slightly sweet from the sausage, all perfectly wrapped in tomato and cheese. “So good.” The words came out around half a mouthful still tucked into your cheek, but he’s already getting another bite for you. You raced to swallow so you could laugh without being disgusting, fingers wrapping around his thick wrist, but it did nothing to impede his advance. “Sam-” He pressed the fork past your lips while they were open, a smug grin forming as he wiped some spilled sauce off your chin, sucking it off his thumb before he went for another bite. “It’s good, Sam- Sam!” 

<3E>

“I can’t believe you would do this to me.”

Sam’s hand on your back rubbed tender circles, an attempt to re-win your favor after this brutal betrayal. In what world could a man who does this to you still be considered a friend? Let alone a lover. You’ve been scorned, and you know what they say about when you do that to a woman. “I didn’t think we’d watch the entire series in one sitting.” 

“Why would they end it there?!” You buried your face in his neck, any shame lost when he’d insisted you watch TV from on top of him, and flinched at the stinging pain in your eyes. “Ooh, ow, I think that’s the first time I’ve blinked in a while.”

“Close your eyes for a minute, let ‘em readjust.” 

A rumble bubbled out of your throat as his fingers moved to massage the base of your head, your body melting further against him even as you insisted, “I should get going.”

The silence stretched for a minute, the only sounds in the room your content mumbling as he found more skin to rub. 

“... You could stay the night,” 

And, well, you didn’t know what to say to that. Of course, you could, but it was a matter of should. Staying the night in a frat house was usually something you actively avoided, and usually you were drunk as a skunk when you made that decision, so you had no excuse to falter now. 

Sam’s arms tightened just barely around you, lips pressing to your head. “I don’t like the thought of you driving home this late. The flocks of drunks will be on the road about now.” 

And there was your excuse. “I’ll stay.” You kissed the thick vein on his neck when he didn’t respond. “You’ll have to lend me a jersey to sleep in, though.” 

He pressed another kiss to your hair. “Sweater,”

“Oh, pardon me-” His chest started shaking under you as he silently laughed, spreading a smile across your lips. “I don’t keep track of all your silly little nicknames for things that already have names-” 

“Fuck off,” he wheezed, broad hand clapping down on your ass. “Go brush your teeth while I find you something to wear.”

You burrowed deeper into his chest defiantly. “I didn’t bring a toothbrush.”

“There’s a bin of spares in the bathroom cabinet: we’re not animals.” 

“Ugh!” Your palms slapped his chest, pushing yourself up. “Making me get up when I’m so comfy: it’s cruel!” 

“Oh, I know, darlin’,” he promised, hands snapping to your hips as you started wiggling. Your foot was stuck in the sofa crack. “I’m so mean.” 

“The worst.” You couldn’t reach out with the foot on the outer edge, you’d be sending your other foot deeper into the couch and if Sam saw you fight with a sofa you would simply die. So you wiggled the trapped foot free first. You just had to swing it over onto the floor, no problem, you’ve been walking since you were a baby- And you were falling. “Shit-” 

“Shit!” 

You realized, probably too late, that you weren’t in pain, and slowly peeled your eyes open. 

Sam shook his head from where he looked down at you, fingers splayed over the back of your head and the other arm braced on the coffee table, holding you both above the floor. “You are trouble, sweetheart,” he told you, but you couldn’t muster up any offense when he smiled at you so softly, lifting your head to his lips. “You alright?” You nodded, feeling yourself tremble, though you weren’t quite sure why. He’d caught you. You were fine. You just fell. Not a big deal. 

“Come back up here, sweetheart.” He hauled you back onto his lap- sitting this time, chest to chest. He pulled you tighter against him, hands rubbing up and down your back, as if he was trying to convince you to melt once again. 

“I forgot about the table.”

You meant to say thank you. Or maybe I’m sorry. Does your hand hurt? You hit it on the table protecting my head. 

“First thing I thought of.” 

You wondered if that was what he’d meant to say. 

He pressed a soft kiss to your lips. “Let’s go to bed, sweetheart.” He helped you off his lap this time, hand clutched in his all the way up the stairs and into his bedroom. You took it in- knew you had to distract yourself. Two twin beds on opposite walls, just like your own dorm. Surprisingly neat for the home of two guys, skates and sticks hanging from designated hooks on the wall over two stacked duffles, no clothes on the floor, beds made. You’d almost not believe Sam actually lived here if there wasn’t a Texas State flag over the window. 

“Aha!”

You dragged yourself back down to Earth, focusing back on Sam. Regret immediately surged. “No.”

He tried to pout, but he was about two feet too tall and a foot too wide for you to buy it. “You said you wanted my clothes for pajamas.” 

“I said jersey-” At this point the misuse of the word was intentional. “-not ‘Bigger in Texas’ boxers.”

“You need pants. What if Sapnap comes home? It’s his room, too.”

“I think Sapnap’s more likely to pounce me if I wear those.” 

Sam managed to sink an arm up to the shoulder in his dresser drawer as he heaved a great sigh. “Will you compromise with me?”

“Do I want to know what a compromise with you entails?”

He pulled out a pair with the Texas flag printed on them. “How ‘bout these?”

Your spider-sense went off: there was an opportunity afoot. “I’ll wear those,” you mused, “if you give me my panties back.” 

He put them back. “For that price, I wanna see you in the gag pair.”

“Flag pair, and I trade for the panties I’m wearing.”

“You’re a con artist,” he claimed, but handed them over anyway. He fished his jersey out of a different drawer and offered it as well. “Bathroom’s the only open door down the hall. I’ll go find what Punz did with them.”

“He said he hung them,” you threw out after him, shaking your head as boisterous laughter faded down the hall. 

You tried not to think while you stripped. You tried not to grin as you plundered the basket of still packaged toothbrushes and travel toothpastes with a barely legible, ‘thank you for your sacrifice’ post-it. You nearly succeeded, too, until you saw the mirror. 

… Should I leave my makeup on? 

The washcloth felt like lead in your hands as you worked it over. It’s not like they haven’t seen you bare-faced. You weren’t exactly dressed to the nines when they abducted you for movies and truck sex. Not to mention what you looked like after…

But he just saw you. You didn’t want to give him whiplash. But, if you walked into your dorm with clogged pores to please a man, you’re fairly confident Niki would slap you stupid. Of course, all of this is for naught if Sam is expecting something when you come out. Then again, you’re not sure trying to put you in boxers with ‘Bigger in Texas’ across the crotch was supposed to get you in the mood-

“Don’t be dumb.” 

You scrubbed over your cheeks as your internal voice changed. Niki was practically in the room with you- you could see her pouty scowl as she stood on one leg to kick you across the butt. “Mans saw you fucked to high hell after two different orgies, he can handle a little discolored skin.”  

You managed your entire routine with the meager supplies found in a frat bathroom, which should qualify you for a Nobel Prize of some kind, and consulted your wardrobe options. Options being in heavy air-quotes. The sweater was as nice as when he first draped it over you, maybe even more sans bra. The heavy fabric hung over your figure, loose and soft, brushing across your thighs as it settled. 

It smelled like Sam. 

The thought brought a soft heat to your face, pulling the collar up to your nose. Just to confirm, obviously! Just to see if it was just a musky fabric softener. To see if Sam really smelled like evergreen trees and cinnamon. 

You were totally stealing this thing. 

He probably had spares, right? Doesn’t matter: he could have to play in his boxers for all you care. Serves him right: he’s two-for-three on panty theft. Three-for-three if you count failed attempts. Fair trade. Sound logic.

Tap tap tap

You swung open the door. “Show me the warrant!”

Your panties dangled from his pointer finger, a quip on the tip of his tongue, before the coy curl of his lips fell away to a soft ‘o’. “Holy shit- I mean, hey.” A snort escaped you as he tried too hard to act cool, leaning against the door frame, the fabric of his tank top stretching across his chest. His lips curled back up, softer this time as he reached out and pinched your nose. “Don’t laugh at me! I forgot how good you look in my sweater- god-damn, baby, you ever thought about joining a women’s league? Or- Or a playboy calendar?”

“We’ll see how well you play this season,” you bargained, “maybe I’ll make you something.”

“You’re too good,” he praised, index giving a gentle tap under your chin to coax your lips to his. You hummed, pretending to really think it over, until he pouted at you, bottom lip soft and plush as he trembled it with purpose. 

You caved, smile fitting against smile, diving in for another as soon as you parted. “You’re cute when you pout,” you mumbled against him. 

“How dare you,” he countered, but still came back in for more. “Are you implying I’m not always cute?”

“You’re always handsome.” The lacy fabric slipped from his grip and into yours, hand splayed across his chest giving the gentlest nudge so you had room to breathe. You waved the underwear at him. “Maybe not when you’re stealing from me.” 

“Stealing!” His arm came around your back and dragged you into his chest. “I would never stoop so low-”

“You’re smothering me!”

“The fact that you could even accuse me of such a crime-”

“Oh my god!” His chest shook with muffled laughter under your cheek as you reached around to swing wildly at his butt. “I thought you wanted to go to bed.”

“Great idea, sugar.” One broad hand across your ass and one hooked behind your knee hoisted you up, legs snapping around his waist like second nature. “You’re so smart.” 

“I still haven’t put on your shorts.”

“Ah, you don’t need ‘em. It’d be a crime to cover up this cute ass of yours.” 

“Yeah, you’re a pain in that ass, y’know that?”

“I didn’t, actually,” he mused, tossing you onto the mattress. “Never knew that. Fascinating. Pick your side of the bed, sweetheart.” 

You pressed yourself against the wall and settled in, watching him skirt around the room. The bedside lamp got turned on, casting stars all over the ceiling. Close the door to the hall and turn the overhead light off. You had the thought to warn him of his pads on the floor the same second he stubbed his toe and let out a curse. “That was hot,” you drawled, a lazy grin stretching across your lips as he cackled, falling into bed beside you. 

“You know it, darlin’!” He slapped a quick kiss over your lips, pulling away before you could even return it, pulling his sheets up over you. “There, that’s better. You settled, sweetheart?” You puckered at him, but he only grinned back at you, lopsided and dopey in the dim light, stars dancing over the side of his face. “What’chu need, sweet girl?”

You puckered at him again. “Goodnight kiss.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” he pretended to muse, even as his arm came over your waist to pull you tighter into his chest. His nose dusting against yours. “I think I made dinner: you should be giving me goodnight kisses.”

“Mm, I think I can handle that.”

There were no fireworks. No fluttering butterflies dancing in your stomach or any other part of your digestive system for that matter. But there was warmth. The warmth of his breath in your throat and his arm around your waist. Of the covers over you and his leg creeping between yours. Your heart climbing out of your body and soaring into the sky. The settling realization that this wonderful man who made you a delicious dinner and insisted on holding you tight for an entire series wanted to finish your night with nothing more than sweet kisses under the artificial stars.

When he pulls away, you chase him, teeth capturing his bottom lip just for a moment. “I l- I like the stars.”

You’d meant to say something else. Something you absolutely, positively, cannot say right now. Possibly ever.

“Me, too.”

You wondered if that was what he’d meant to say.

[akihabara-division03]

It was nighttime in the division of Akihabara, and Makina Setsukura was currently streaming to her fans as she had promised. All was going pretty well until all of a sudden, she got a notification for a challenge from someone by the gaming handle “ShadowSpider”. Never one to back down from a challenge, and with encouragement from her chat, Makina accepted the invitation.

Unbeknownst to the streamer, she had accepted an invitation not for a challenge but for something else. To Makina’s shock, a loud screeching noise came from her computer speakers while her screens glitched like hell flashing with all sorts of lights that the streamer had to cover her eyes at how she was getting blinded. Finally, her computer froze, no glitching or screaming for a second before completely turning black. It was just her computer that had turned off as Makina noticed all the other electronics in her room were dark as well. Leaving the birthday girl in complete darkness. Hold on, that couldn’t be right. There should be some sort of light somewhere.

Rising from her gaming chair, Makina took a peek out her window, and as far as she could tell, all of Akihabara was pitch black, a stark contrast to the usual colorful light of the anime and gaming hub. It was enough to raise the hairs on Makina’s arms. What the fuck was going on? Why was Makina now in a scene in a horror movie?

“Hahahaha!”

Makina jumped at the loud distorted laughter and quickly turned around to see her computer turning back on? Once again, it seemed to be glitching before to Makina’s surprise there on her computer screen was an adult male. He had messy dark blue hair with a deranged smile on his face, but the most prominent feature was his eyes. There were six each one a sharp piercing gray with black sclera and they were all staring at her.

“Happpy Birthdayyyyyy! Hahaha! Oh that was fucking great! The look on your damn face!” The stranger laughed.

“Who the hell are you?” Makina questioned.

“The bunny got fucking attitude does she? Fine. I go by a lot of names girlie. ShadowSpider. The Boogeyman of The Internet. Insane son of a bitch. Personally, just call me A.R.K simple and easy to damn remember. Now on to the main fucking agenda I was asked to give you a hell of a birthday surprise. Which I normally don’t fucking get to do so I’m gonna savor this. Anyway Screen Shot turn around and have a fucking Happy Birthday. My work here is done so bye bye little bunny.” A.R.K sharply smiled as he disappeared from the screen in front of said “little bunny”.

Makina, still a bit frozen from the experience, slowly turned, not sure what to expect, especially from someone like him.

Now, on her bed was a gift box, something that left her floored. There had been nothing there just a few moments ago. How had he managed to put that there? Especially without her noticing anything. Slowly approaching the gift box, Makina cautiously picked it up like it would explode on her. After nothing happened after a few moments, the lilac haired girl opened the box.

SPLAT!

Makina stumbled back a few steps before falling on her rear end. Harshly blinking, it took Makina a minute to process that she was now sitting on the floor. She was now covered head to toe in an eye searing shade of orange paint and that wasn't even the worst part as Makina blankly stared around her room or what wasn't of it after a good chunk of it was covered in the same ugly shade of orange. A loud buzzing noise pulled Makina from her stupor as she took out her phone to see she received a text message.

Happy Birthday, Screen Shot! Did you like the surprise? 😜

“Wha… what the hell happened here…?”

Anika stared at the mess that was the bedroom in her apartment, covered from floor to ceiling in orange paint.

Makina’s eye twitched.

She was sweating bullets.

Oh fuck, she’s pissed…

“U-um…Anika, look…” Makina stammered, going back and forth between speaking aloud and using sign language in a panicked manner. “Uh… so Edogawa got back at me even though that old hag Shinozaki started it…”

Anika, who had still not spoken a single word, slowly walked over to Makina, not at all bothered by the orange paint that was adhering to her foot and her prosthetic foot.

Oh, fuck, I’m so dead now…

“Hey, Makina…” Anika said quietly, extending a hand toward the smaller girl.

Makina’s breath hitched and she flinched, feeling Anika’s icy cold hand land on her shoulder.

“I normally tell you to not to entertain people who’ve wronged you, Makina… to be the bigger person…” Anika said slowly. “But maybe just because it’s your special day today, you and I could send a little thank-you gift back?”

Makina was at a loss for words. “Um… but that old hag’s birthday isn’t for another two weeks… so… we’d have to wait til then…”

“Hmmm~” Anika hummed. She pondered for a bit before beaming. “Okay, then! So how does this sound?”

Kaoru Shinozaki flopped onto her bed, her back hitting the mattress as she cackled hysterically. A.R.K had just shown Kaoru a recorded clip of Makina Setsukura being directly caught in the line of fire that was the explosive orange paint.

The chance to get back at the kid for her little glitter antic on her birthday the year before was just too good to pass up.

A.R.K laughed maniacally. “Ya should’ve been there! It was too good!”

Kaoru had no doubt about that. However, seeing this clip of the girl from the comfort of her own home was just as good.

“This calls for celebratory energy drinks!” Kaoru exclaimed, reaching for the unopened can of Monster that was on her bedside table.

Hearing the satisfying sound of the can being opened follows by the sound of effervescent bubbles, Kaoru took a single swig of her drink.

Hold on…

She paused.

Without much thought, she spat the drink right back out, the beverage that had just been in Kaoru’s mouth a second ago was launched right out, hitting A.R.K directly in the face.

Oh… oh fuck…

Anika snickered, turning her phone around so Makina could see the video that had just been forwarded to her.

It was a video of Kaoru spitting out her tampered energy drink right at her spider friend.

After the clip finished, a new text message had just pinged Anika’s phone.

Shian: “You’re welcome. Don’t have me doing stuff like this again.”

So Anika just told me to grab a bunch of random stuff and we made a drink with our sodastream and Red Bull, vinegar, salt, sriracha, pickle brine… that had to taste awful…

But now what I really wanna know…

“For a person like that smurf old hag, how’d you manage to sneak something into her house, let alone film something like this… where’d you hide a camera? Or did you have Shian somehow hack Kaoru Shinozaki’s computers?” Makina murmured, rewinding the video slightly to rewatch the clip of Kaoru directly spitting into her monstrous… monster’s face.

But Anika didn’t hear any of what Makina just said.

The deaf woman snickered. “So? We can do something small like this as a little thank-you before your birthday’s over. And then you can do something more grand when her birthday rolls around! So? You feeling a bit better?”

The corners of Makina’s lips curled into a tiny little smile. This woman, really… You wanted your own personal revenge, you just using my birthday as an excuse… well whatever, thanks to her, I’m feeling a whole lot better. She giggled softly as she pulled her vape mod from her clean jacket, bringing the mouthpiece to her mouth. “Auntie, you’re scary…” she said as she exhaled, a large cloud leaving her lips.

“You say that and yet you still don’t listen to a thing I say. Also, don’t smoke inside the apartment.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”

Thanks for the gift! I think…?

[urmomsspeciallady]

Chapter Seven- i wish i could

talk to you - ricky montgomery

POV: Leopold "Butters" Stotch

I woke up to the abrupt ringing of the school bell and my head shot up. Groups of my classmates were rushing out the door, ready for our lunch break. I sit there blinking slowly as I watch the cluster leave one by one. Letting out a yawn, I get out of my seat and stretch. I find the room empty once my eyes properly adjust.

I presume, much like my classmates, Mrs. Garrison had left for her lunch the first chance she got. There were bookbags shoved under desks, even some leaning on sides of desks, and more toppled in the middle of the desk rows. A couple of desks had notebooks out, the others remained bare, as did mine. Catching a glimpse of my desk, I find a fault in my last statement.

A piece of folded paper sat atop the smooth wooden surface of my desktop. I pick it up and unfold it.

Hey Sleeping Beauty, I can hear your snoring. - K ;)

P.S. Ur in my group for the project. I'll c ya at lunch and tell u abt it.

I felt the blood rush to my face and hastily folded the paper up and shoved it in my pocket. I then begin briskly walking, out of the classroom and towards the cafeteria.

The halls were empty and classrooms were dark. To add to the ambience, my shoes made those clear crisp footfall noises with each step. After a while, my pace slowed back down. I could take as long as I needed to get to lunch, besides, I enjoy the quiet here. I walk in uninterrupted peace, for a moment before I feel a hand fall on my shoulder.

"Hey, Buttercup," My eyebrows furrow. Did he just- "Are you finally awake?" It's probably nothing.

I let out a small chuckle, "Not yet." Ken's face faltered for a bit, so I opted to fill the silence. "What's the project we got?"

Kenny began to explain that it was a group project. Our group was me, Kyle, Clyde, and him. Kenny continued explaining which book they chose and what the basis of the project was.

I could hear his words, see his mouth moving, but none of which I processed. Instead, what my focus stuck on was Kenny himself.

His body moved in a pace that matched mine as we walked alongside each other. His golden hair framed his face. His face. His hood had always used to be so big on him that it sheltered his whole face, but now the hood lay atop Kenny's head slightly slouched. Kenny's cheeks were littered with freckles, his thin lips were shaped perfectly, his right eyebrow had a slit, his nose was almost grecian, everything about him looked like something straight from a magazine.

I could tell he was expecting a response from me once I heard my name. I raised my eyebrows and brought myself back to reality.

"... Butters parents will care, they'll probably just be happy he's 'working harder on his studies'. If it's a no, that's okay too. Maybe we can go to Kyle's house."

"Of course! Yeah that's totally fine! …For the project, right?"

Kenny gave a fist pump, shortly adding "Yes! Sweet, thanks bro! Is four good?" I nod and after a moment of silence, Kenny speaks again. "Cartman has been acting.. You know, recently. I'd find it weird if he didn't try to sabotage our project somehow. For one, Kyle is in our group and you know how that goes. Then for some reason he's pissed at me. And he's always been a bitch to you. I'm not sure what his stance is with Clyde, I just know he hates about everybody in our class except for his girlfriend."

I take a deep breath and my shoulders fall. "Thanks for letting me know, Kenny. I'm just. Not sure what to do about it?"

Kenny gently nudged an elbow in my arm and gave me that toothy smile of his. "Don't worry Bunny, I've got you."

I feel myself grin, and I mutter a thank you as we now turn into the cafeteria. Weaving through the tables, we find ours. In it sat Stan and Kyle, following them were a few empty spots. Kenny took his seat next to Kyle as I sat in the space next to Kenny. Across from us were Tweek, Craig, and Tolkien. The only other occupants were Eric, who was given two spaces of distance between him and Tolkien.

The conversation we had joined in on was one that was hard to follow. Eric was yelling, Kyle was trying not to laugh, Stan was laughing, Craig had scoffed, Tolkien's head rested face down on the table, and Tweek was attempting to take a drink from his water. I turned to look at Kenny, who was now solemn and silent.

"Want to get in the lunch line?" I leant over to Kenny and he nodded, soon following me as I got up.

He pushed his hands deep into his coat pockets and swayed on his feet as we stood in line. We passed through the line, and once I got to the end, I slid up quicker. I typed my lunch pin in the keypad, once, then twice, and thanked the lunch lady. I step back, wait a few seconds until I see Kenny reach the end of the line. He exchanges a nod with the lunch lady and joins me as we walk back to the table.

"I'm.." He gives an exaggerated face and pauses. "I'm still surprised that school lunch is free now." I turn my face and sit in my seat, my only response being a slight chuckle.

"Fucking hell, man. That's nasty." Kyle's lip pulled up in disgust.

"And this is why no one likes you." Craig joined in. "One. Just one normal conversation with you. Is that so much to ask?"

"You guys are just lame, once I'm rich and you're not, you guys are going to be sorry." Eric retorted.

Tolkien, entirely fed up, says "I still don't think being an asshole is something you can get rich off of."

"Is too! My mom told me so."

Kenny spoke between bites of his sandwich, "Yeah then why do you still live in a hotdog."

Eric stood up. "I am so done with this bullshit." Everyone glanced at one another, not a single one of them seemed shocked. "Screw you guys, I'm going home." He grabbed his lunch tray and stormed out of the room.

After taking a bite from his lunch, Craig deadpans. "He'll be back by next period."

----- end of chapter

< previous ~ next (coming asap!) >

[sungbeam]

BESTIE BAEEEEEEEEE

I’m back 🤭🤭🤭

Tbh its been a rough few weeks 💀 ALSO HELP HOW COME EVERY TIME I DISAPPEAR YOU WHIP OUT SO MANY SCRUMPDILIUMPTIOUS FICS LIKE??? Not that I’m complaining tho 😋😋

Firstly, Occupied… hmmm mhmnn yeahh lemme just say that your impulsive thoughts are so valid 😔🙏 buT J E S U S DID YOU HAVE TO PUT MY HEART IN THE CROSSFIRE- I think I had to stare at my ceiling for a bit afterwards cause like damn… I love my man🗿

Secondly, Rhapsody Anonymous… had my kicking my feet as per usual 🙄🙄 and tbh the fact that both parties were valid in their reasoning for not wanting to out each other and tbh I would also be struggling on deciding whether to spill my identity or not 😭😭 but it was saUR SITIEKR CUTE 😭 man I feel like I set myself up each time I read/re-read the love in unity series cause each time they just call me more and more single and alone 😔💔 BUT FRET NOT I WILL USE THIS AS MOTIVATION AND LECTURE NOTES ON HOW TO GET A GOOD MAN 😤‼️

ALSO OMG DID YOU WATCH BARBIE YET??? Ok I think I gotta calm down I’ve been using too many caps 💀 but Lip Gloss is so Barbie too and the MV is literally a bunch of Kens doing Beach and you can’t convince me otherwise 😤☝️

My personal ranking of the album would be:

1. Fantasize

2. Fire Eyes

3. Passion Fruit

4. Lip Gloss

5. Lighthouse

6. Fairy Tale

But I honestly love all of them and I’ve listened to the album non-stopppppp!

Also yesss I did watch the zeneration behind and tell my whyyyyy New and Kevin ATE 🫣

Also the newest lip gloss mv behind took me OUT esp Changmin wiping TF OUTTTT with the volleyball net like eye- 💀💀

Also just to sneak in a lil abt the pcs… you din’t want to see the Totoro pcs… TRUST 😨😨 not safe for my mental health at ALL

Ouuu also my turn!

1. My fav bread would have to be seed bread! Not like, multigrain bread and idk if the right name is seed bread but it’s just in the name it’s bread made with a bunch of seeds mixed in 😭😭

2. My quirky snow app filter pics… oooooohhhh I hope those never see the light of day again 💀

3. No. 🗿

(But also just like you said, I’m patient but I’m also getting a lil bit impatient at the same time 😔)

4. The Robinson’s kid from meet the Robinsons…. Also Diego,,, and the Kratts broth-*gets shot*

Oh and maybe a few more questions!

1. Are you a tea person or a coffee person? What’s your fav drink?

2. Do you have a sweet tooth? If so, what’s your fav pastry?

3. If you could recommend any MUST HAVE food from your culture, what would it be?

(Can you tell that I’m craving a midnight snack rn 💀)

Oh also! I finally decided to start of my getting-back-into-reading journey with reading a book that has intrigued me and has been floating around a lot, Bunny by Mona Awad! I’ll let you know how it goes in a lil solo book club way 🫡

“I don’t know what they’re called, the spaces between seconds— but I think of you always in those intervals.” (Salvador Plascencia)

- Smooches + Smooches, 🌷 anon

omgg hi bestie 🤧🤧 what's been rough for u 😔 have u started school yet ☹️💔 im like,,, not ready to go back to uni, i wanna be a professional couch potato pls and thanks 😔

LOL pls (´Д⊂ヽ occupied was such a spur of the moment thing 💀 literally was going through MAJOR eric sohn brainrot and just had to get my thoughts down before i Combusted. bro... stared at my ceiling for a good while trying to find the perfect pics for that banner 😭 why's he gotta look that yummy 😭

aknfksnfkdkdk glad u liked rhaps anon bffie !!! bro frfr like this series is just me PROJECTING 💔💔💔 im projecting so VIOLENTLY it's embARRassing 💀 omg low-key i just remembered i pretty much based sunwoo's anonymous situation w how tumblr anons work 😭😭 but yeah for sure, i would also be kind of panicking over secret identities skfnkdnf

OMG I DID WATCH BARBIE I WATCHED IT ON PREMIERE NIGHT AND GOT GLAMMED UP !!! ur sooooooo so right omG??? lip gloss really is just a bunch of Kens doing Beach 😭😭 they're all Kenough for me tbh skcbsjnf but ugh omg im like obsessed w kevins little kick in the beginning of the choreo, and eric's one other jump thing, and chanhee's red light green light skfnkenfkdnfj such a good mv w so much fic potential tbh !!

hmmmm i haven't been listening to it as obsessively as i did be awake tbh 😭 maybe i'm just tired of summer songs 💔 but i would have to say i liked fantasize, fairytale, and fire eyes the most!! the whole album is a bop tho i do agree 🤸‍♀️😋

OH MY GOSH DO U MEAN NYUKEV ON THE STRIPPER POLES WKFNKENFKDNF HELP I SAW THAT CHANGMIN CLIP TOO 💀💀 I LAUGHED SO HARD IM SORRY CHANGMIN DONT HURT ME— omg but they were filming a variety show too and changmin lost a game and abused his gopro 😭😭😭 i felt so bad for that camera, but also low-key....... can that be me...

VRO I ALREADY SAW THE TOTORO ONES AKDNKSNFJD i was debating getting the album or joining a go for those special pcs but i ended up not doing it 😔

LMAO IM SORRY but when i saw seed bread, i just immediately thought of birds 😭😭 unrelated but i got a birb plush from daiso a couple days ago and i named him clyde 😎😎 THE SNOW FILTER APP SJFJKSJDJD I FEKT THAT DW 😭 OMG DIEGO UR SO RIGHT !!! (゜-゜) like sorry dora, ur cousin is much more entertaining ksnfkend

OMGGG i really need to start reading again 😭 it's awful how i can't even pick up a book anymore it's so embarrassing being an english major like this 💔 BUT YES PLS LMK HOW U LIKE IT o7

"& how many times have you loved me without my asking? how often have i loved a thing because you loved it? including me." - D. Smith, acknowledgements

— i love love loved you, and i'll love you all over again too 💖