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[baeshijima]

what kind of fuckery is this [Lord of Heroes] by CloverGames, huh.

how can u expect me to pick one costume when i want both, but can only buy one bc im broke af in game 😭

[daenysx]

hi love ! i know you did one kind of similar to this so don't worry about it if you don't want to do this request but could you maybe do something with a reader who wakes up annoyed with just james? like she doesn't even cry until later but she's just annoyed? i feel like he'd be so good at giving you space but still letting u know he was there for u :) once again no pressure at all lovie !

hi, angel, thank you for requesting! i hope you enjoy <3333

james potter x fem!reader

your head feels like it's full of cotton when you first open your eyes.

you don't like waking up feeling useless, like every bone of your body is ready to give up the second you leave your bed. funny thing with bad mornings is that you never know when you'll have them. they just come and ruin your day until it's at least the afternoon.

sitting on bed, you reach for your phone to get it from your nightstand. there's a piece of paper under the phone. you open it.

leaving for the training, angel, i'll be home before noon ♡

james likes drawing hearts around his name when he leaves a note for you. you smile a little no matter how terrible your head feels. it's almost half past 11. you force yourself to leave the bed.

the shower may help. you try so hard to shake off the anger you feel. summer mornings are not so easy to get through without a cold shower, you also like washing your hair and leaving it wet on your bare shoulders. you don't take long, after 10 minutes you go back to your room to get dressed in plain shorts and a small tank top.

you don't feel like eating or drinking a huge iced coffee which is basically your favorite every morning. waiting for james is better, you sit on the couch, watch water drops fall on your skin from your hair.

james opens the door silently, thinking you must be sleeping. you like calling him when you wake up when he's not home, it has become an easy habit. instead he sees you spread your legs on couch, you look exhausted, he doesn't know why. you look at him with widened eyes, no energy, no spark.

he takes off his shoes, leaves the grocery bags on the kitchen counter. he comes to your side, sitting on couch with a hand on your leg. "morning, angel." he says, kissing the side of your head. "slept well?"

you shrug. "not really." you tell him. his brows come together.

"are you tired?" he asks, rubbing his hand on your leg affectionately.

"a little." you say. you'd tell him what's wrong with you if you'd know it yourself. "how was training?"

"same as every time." he answers. "there are two new guys, i think coach wants them in the team."

"that's nice." you say silently. james's eyes have a pinch of worry in them.

"is everything alright, sweetheart?" he asks, gently. "can i get you anything? have you eaten breakfast?"

you don't know the answer of the first question. nothing's wrong actually. you feel like you can throw a tantrum for no reason, you also feel like you have no energy for it. you don't wanna ruin james's day, he was happy in training and he came home to an upset you. it doesn't feel fair. you wanna bury yourself to your pillow and scream until your lungs hurt.

"i just-" you start, not knowing the rest of the sentence. "i don't know, jamie, i just feel off today. please don't worry, i'm sure i'll feel better in a few hours."

it's hard for james to see you like this. like you have no will to do anything. you look like you can't even lift your finger, your eyes lack their usual spark. he doesn't push it, though. you'll come around when you're ready. his hand lingers on your leg.

"it's okay." he says. "i'll prepare something for lunch. come to me when you feel like eating, okay? or for coffee. for anything, i'll be there."

you nod. he leaves after giving you a perfect kiss on your forehead.

you can hear the sound of plates and forks from kitchen, james washes a few things, he cooks something simple for himself. he thinks of making you a plate of your favorite breakfast but he knows you won't eat it unless you want to. he's not gonna force you into eating or drinking something, a bad morning is a bad morning. he eats in the kitchen to give you some space. he cleans up the dishes, talks to remus on the phone with a silent voice, replies some texts as he drinks a cup of tea.

you rub your eyes with your fingers. your anger has been washed away by something different, kinda like an exhaustion, something that makes walking hard and talking harder. you manage to go to the kitchen. james looks at you with a soft pair of eyes.

"can you-" you start, tears clog your throat but you don't mean to cry over nothing. "can we cuddle, please?"

james stands up from his chair. "baby." he says, cooing. "of course we can. anything you want." he hugs you in the middle of the kitchen.

"i don't know what's wrong with me." you say. you hate how desperate you sound.

"nothing's wrong with you." james says. "it's okay to have a bad day."

"i don't want to feel like this, jamie." you tell him. "i feel annoyed for no reason and my head keeps pounding, and- i hate it."

"angel." he cups your cheeks to dry your tears. "look at me."

he patiently rubs two gentle thumbs on your tears.

"let me make you something to eat. you can have a painkiller after that, okay? and maybe a cup of coffee. and then we can cuddle all day in bed. you just gotta eat something first."

he makes you a toast after you agree. it's quick and delicious, you eat as much as you can with a glass of cold water. james kisses your head as he takes your plate. you decide you don't need a painkiller. you feel better after eating anyway, and even though you don't really like it, crying helped.

james takes you to bed. he opens the window for some fresh air before joining you.

"better?" he asks. you nod, settling down on bed next to him. he holds you closer, you put your head on his chest to listen his heartbeat.

james doesn't talk until you say something. it's not that he doesn't want to or that he doesn't have anything to talk about, he just feels a tenderness in the air. you don't close your eyes, not sleeping at all, just breathing softly against his chest.

he feels so affectionate towards you, it's like his heart will explode. it makes him more protective, more attentive, more anything to keep you safe and happy. he rubs a big hand on your back until your tight muscles feel a bit relaxed. you get closer to put your head on the crook of his neck.

"i'm okay." you say suddenly. "i'm sorry for worrying you."

"i'm not worried." james lies. you know. "i know you'll be okay."

he knows but it's not the same as seeing you okay, seeing you happy and content in his arms. you are in your head more when it's summer, the weight of not having as many routines as winter is a bit heavy on you some days. james rubs your arm, you wrap it around his waist. your hair smells amazing, he buries his nose against the scent and breathes deeply.

you think it's still nice, having time to spend on bed with james with the summer breeze on your legs. he falls asleep shortly after your generous neck kisses, he must be tired from the early training. you draw shapes on his skin, admire his pretty face. your love for james runs deeper than any kind of anger you could have, he has your heart in his hands and he takes good care of it.

you don't fall asleep, only watch his chest as he breathes, his curled lips and blushed cheeks from the warmth of the nap he's taking. you smile genuinely for the first time that day. a coffee doesn't sound so bad now. james likes waking up to the fresh coffee scent anyway.

[livelaughlaw3]

Feverish

TW : nudity, sadness, fever, flirt, Shanks just taking care of you, fluffy end <3333

You are not with Shanks in this story and he is just your Captain. (He has two arms because he's too smart to have lost his arm that way and Oda already said it was his editor who told him to tell that story.)

You're rotting in your bed. Your body is getting weaker and weaker. You can't even sit down anymore. Or even warn your crew. Six days of ordeal, your body reaching unimaginable temperatures. You feel beads of cold sweat on your back, your body trembles. Despite everything, you absolutely try to cover yourself because of your shivers. You sometimes hear the crew laughing and talking and then going out. No one came to see you because they thought it was your period for the month. Where usually, you wanted to stay alone, without seeing anyone. Benn tried to bring you food but you didn't want him to come in. So he left you alone. Above all, Shanks was never informed, even if he noticed your absence.

On the 7th day, the whole crew went out drinking and socializing with islanders. Shanks went with them but he found all these fans boring as hell. He ended up returning to the ship much earlier than the rest. He frowns, becoming more and more worried about your absence. A knock on your door pulls you out of your semi-comatose state. “Treasure, it’s Shanks. Everything is fine ?" You can't even answer him. You take several minutes while he waits behind the door, a sign of life. That's when he hears a faint "N-No.." through the door. He wastes no time and enters your room. He would never forgive himself if he let you die without doing anything, under the pretext that he must respect your privacy. He walks towards you, his heart beating strongly in his chest. “Baby, why are you so covered up ? Are you cold ?” You nod, he examines you a little more in depth. He looks at your face “Y/N, you look very pale, what’s going on ?” You remain motionless, like a lifeless doll. He pulls the blanket back gently and feels the warmth radiating from your body. He inhales and touches your arm and immediately withdraws his hand, reflexively, you're so hot. His eyes widen in shock. “How long have you been sick ? Oh my god, it's not good at all. You’re burning up, I need to bring your fever down.” You listen to what he tells you but your body refuses to react.

He pulls off all your covers and runs a hand through his hair in frustration. “Quick, quick, think about it Shanks, I have to find a solution.” He opens the door to your bathroom, runs a bath of ice water. He keeps the light on and comes back to you. He leans over and places his hands on your arms, always the same reaction. The contact of your skin with his is unbearable. Even for him and even with all the effort he puts into it. Which terrifies him. No one is on the ship, not even Hongo and in your condition, even if he transported you to the hospital, he feels like you would die in his arms, before he reached his destination . He looks at you, terrified, you tremble all over and shiver.

“Okay sweetheart, I’m going to have to undress you and immerse you in cold water. I have no other solution.” You stay still, he takes off your clothes in which you have sweated a lot. Little by little, taking care not to move too much, without burning himself at the same time. “Don’t be ashamed princess, I am your Captain, it’s my role.” You stare at the ceiling, dizzy and nauseous. He places his arms under your thighs and your back to carry you to the bathtub. “Take a deep breath darling, it’s going to be cold but it’s for your own good.” You try, he gently plunges you into it. He rolls up his sleeves and wets your face with his hands. You tremble a lot in the water, it becomes unbearable. Even with all the will in the world, you start to cry. “Shh, please don’t cry, doll. It's for your own good, just a little effort and I'll warm you up. Do this for me.” You obey, you don't really have a choice. He says to you “Okay, now you listen to me carefully.” You look at him, a sign that you are listening to him. “I’m going to immerse your head in cold water too. I know I know. It’s hard, honey. It's just a few seconds later that I'll bring you back up. I’m going to do it several times.” You nod, he crouches down and takes your face in his hands. “Here, love, take a deep breath and then I’ll lift you up, trust me.” You nod and let it happen, several times. Your body tenses but he continues, even though he knows it must be unpleasant for you.

He does this several times and then measures your temperature. “Good, it went down. A few more degrees and your fever will be gone. Just a little more effort, darling.” He frowns, very worried about you. He hopes to do things well. “Would you like to have a cold drink to reduce the fever from the inside too ?” You nod, he sits you in the bathtub then gets up. He winces, your skin is still so hot. He goes out and comes back as quickly as he can with a sweet drink, topped with ice cubes. He places his hand behind your neck to hold you and help you drink as he tilts the glass to your lips. “Small sips, angel. Take it easy, we’re in no hurry.” You obeyed, drinking the whole thing. He rests your head on the edge of the bathtub. He gets up and goes to get a pillow to come back and place it under your neck and give you as much comfort as possible. You can't even thank him even though he can see that you're trying to articulate. “Don’t try to talk, beauty. Unless you hurt somewhere. No thanks, I love you, I do this because I care about you.” You nod and rest your neck against the pillow. “Relax Y/N, it will pass. You know how fever works, you must probably have a virus or something your body is trying to get rid of. Don’t worry, I’m here, I’ll never leave you alone.” You smile weakly, he keeps his hand on your forehead to check your fever.

He caresses your cheek with his other hand, examining your dark circles and hollow face. “We’ll go eat afterwards, eh ? I found some awesome restaurants on the coast. And the island is pretty.” You listen in silence, the fever increases again, you start to cry. He sighs, feeling completely useless. He kneels near the edge. “It’s nothing princess, it will pass. I am here. I’ll never go away.” You pull your arms out of the water with difficulty and turn slightly towards him to hold him against you. You're naked, wet and hot but all you want is comfort and support. He hugs you too. You wet him, water seeping through and inside his shirt, even down to his shorts. Water also drips onto the floor and down his back. “It’s nothing, I’m here my heart, you see. I'm here, breathe for me. You can do it ?" You nod, holding him tighter against you. Your breasts flatten against his shirt and therefore his chiseled chest. You start to cry “I’m.. I’m.. c-cold..” His features sadden, he kisses your neck. “It’s a side effect of the fever. You’re actually hot.” You cling to his shoulders, crossing your arms behind his shoulders. Letting your chin rest on his shoulder. You are naked in front of your Captain and you don't give a damn. The water has already become lukewarm so he empties the tub, holding your body against him, to fill it again. You tremble in his arms “I know it’s cold, darling but it will pass, just a little effort. I'm here, I'll hold you against me okay. Keep holding me, my love.”

You manage to articulate, tears in your eyes, looking up at him. “G-Go.. in the water… with me.. please.. I can’t do it alone..” He is extremely surprised and hesitant “Well, I don’t know darling.. my clothes-” You shrug, still holding his shoulders “Take them off..” He looks at you, continuing to think, then finally accepts “Okay beauty, I’m going to get in the water with you.” His fingers begin to unbutton his already wet shirt and then his shorts. He lets the clothes fall to the floor to reveal his skin and muscles to you. He feels very vulnerable as he stands in front of your admiring eyes. The cold air makes him shiver slightly. “Are you sure about that, my moon ?” You nod and give him room to go underwater. He only keeps his boxers on so as not to make the situation too awkward or the proximity too uncomfortable.

He hesitantly enters the water and sits behind you. “There you go my love, I’m in now.” He lifts your weak body with disconcerting ease before making you sit on his lap, in the water. His arms surround you to bring you as close as possible to his chest. He feels your body shiver and shake against him. “It’s okay princess, just rest on me..” You nod your head and end up dozing in the water, thanks to his body heat. He patiently stays focused on you, filling and emptying the tub until you're almost no longer feverish. He empties the water, steps out, moving you gently. He dries off then goes to change in his room. He comes back and takes you out of the tub, wrapping a towel around you. He carries you in his arms to his room to lay you down in his bed. He dries you and covers you with a very thin sheet, without dressing you to prevent your fever from returning.

You beg him to sleep with you, he hesitates “Honey, I don't want you to think that I'm taking advantage of the situation.. I don't know if it's a good idea..” You beg him again, he scratches his head “B-But.. you're completely naked.. and that's not right..” You start to cry, he almost runs towards you “Shhhh don't cry.. it's not that I don't want to, it’s just that- nghh okay.” He wipes your tears and lies down next to you, shirtless and wearing shorts. He hesitates a lot when touching you, asking for permission. You snuggled up against him, absolutely wanting to feel yourself against his skin. He wraps his arms around you, cradled by the softness of your skin. He covers you and he stays watching you all night, to make sure your fever doesn't start again.

In the early morning, he finally fell asleep and his hands slid and shifted very dangerously, to much more intimate places on your body. You realize it when you open your eyes but it doesn't bother you. You enjoy his touch because you trust him and because you have always appreciated him. You stay snuggled in his arms until he wakes up himself. He realizes the placement of his hands on your body and immediately removes them. He feels his cheeks redden and stammers an apology. You shake your head “It’s nothing, you were sleeping.. And it was me who insisted..” He laughs “Are you better today ? Let me take your temperature. Mhh perfect.” You thank him for yesterday, he smiles, tightening his grip on your body. “If I had known that I was going to take an ice bath with my teammate, completely naked and then sleep with her, in the same day, I would never have believed.. Haha..” You pretend to sulk, he pinches your cheek “Ohhh, you’re adorable when you sulk, you know I can’t refuse you anything, when you look at me like that.” He tickles you, you end up squirming, laughing and begging for him to release you. He kisses your forehead and gets out of bed, covering you to bring you some clothes and letting you get dressed in private.

He will get you breakfast and watch over you for a few more days. You never had this kind of closeness again and no awkwardness arose between you and your Captain.

Enjoy - Do not copy or repost anywhere. Republish of course if you like it. I made edits on Tiktok too if you want to check 🫶🏻🫶🏻

[ruinedbylanadelrey]

Just imagine Reader taking care of Din’s injuries after he was in a big fight and got lots of cuts and bruises on his chest and back. Of course it starts to turn intimate and Din wants some, but Reader reminds him he’s hurt. It would be steamy, sweet, and funny all at once.

Like You Do | Din Djarin x f!Reader

"You're the one I can't lose, no one loves me like you do" - Joji, Like You Do

summary: Din comes back to the crest hurt and her heart just breaks at the sight of her strong Mandalorian crumbling to his knees. warnings: 18+, MINORS DNI, descriptions of blood, cuts, and needles, his name is din not djarin (i'm sorry he is 4ever din<3), razor crest lives forever, mando'a use, no grogu, reader is so in love with, din is a simp, mando's helmet comes off (i'm sorry), sexual tension, touching, groping, kissing, din begging to be fucked AN: I have had this request in my drafts forever because i kept re writing it so here is the final product. I want to clarify that Din Djarin is my #1 man, i know it's shocking because I write about Joel mostly. But Din is my soulmate and I'm a little embarrassed to share my thoughts about Din. Like my room color scheme is grey, silver, and black I re did my room back when The Mandalorian came out. That's my little secret<3 anyways enjoy my little fantasy<3333 masterlist

translations: cyar’ika- darling, beloved, sweetheart Udesii- "take it easy" Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum- "I love you/I know you forver"

Din could feel the sliced skin stretch with each step he took, all he could smell is blood, blaster smoke, and sweat. His breathing was uneven and his body trembling when he made it to the crest, falling to his knees as he heard your sweet honey voice calling out to him.

"Din! Maker! I don't know where you're bleeding from!" You slide to your knees taking the large Mandalorian into your arms, laying him against your chest, your hands working quickly removing his armor except for his helmet. His flight suit was torn on his left side at the waist, his flesh gashed, red bleeding into the meat of his skin. He needs bacta but the hard stuff. 

Din said he will only use it if you were the one hurt; your mind replayed that whole argument when you guys finally gave in and fell through the thin wire of tension cutting it when he thrust himself into your hot core.

You asked him, 'Why can't we use it on you if it ever comes down to it?'

'I will do whatever it takes to keep you alive...you're the one I can't lose.'

You scoffed at him and just spat 'So I can lose you and feel the exact same pain you would feel for me'

'You're so much stronger than me in every single way, cyar’ika' Din chokes up and it broke your heart seeing be so emotional. He was a cold-hearted person until you came along as another recuse he collected. You brought your sunshine and melted away the winter in his heart. 

The movie in your head clears when you grabbed the needle of bacta and pinched his skin near the gash and pushed the medicine into his muscles. Din's screams were so visceral and his hands grip your thighs, bruising them to a deep purple. "Udesii! Udesii!" You cry out as you throw the empty syringe across the hull.

His body jolts while the bacta runs through his body, you composed yourself and grab the medpack pulling out the field cauterizer. You laid him on his right side while you fused his skin back together. Burning flesh filled the air making your bile come up your throat burning it and leaving a sour taste in your mouth, your hands slick from sweating and his blood. 

Din going limp and taking shallows breaths submitting to you saving him. You wiped your hands on your pants and laying him on his back, you sobbed as you cupped the cheek of his helmet with your hands.

"Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum" Din strangles to say holding your wrist in his hand, pressing your hand closer to the beskar. You collapsed on top of him, your body jerking from the hiccups and sobs leaving your mouth. Din wraps his arms around holding you like a child holding his favorite toy close so it won't leave his sight. 

"You're so dramatic, little girl" Din takes a deep breath and laughs it out. You craned your neck to him without his helmet. You quickly turned away, you panic and guilt slamming into your heart. "I want you to see me, cyar’ika" Din grabs your chin and tilts your head where your eyes are burning into his brown eyes.

You swallow as your eyes dance around his face, taking his eyes, the scruff on his face, patchy in a few spots, his mustache bringing attention to his plump lips, so pink and kissable. 

"You were crafted by the maker, din" You trace his nose with your fingertip, taking in how his skin feels on yours. "Kiss me, little girl, please" He whimpers while you thumb over his bottom lip. The need in his voice made you ache between your thighs. You carefully straddle his waist and bring your lips to his, Din sits up groaning while he licked in your mouth, his hands exploring up and down your back, his hands grabbing your ass and squeezing so hard. 

You gasp and moan "Din...you're h-" he cuts you off and bites your lip. He grabs your hand and places it on top of the outline of his hard cock. "C'mon baby, let's fuck," his words entice you as you tighten your grip around his clothed length, and he winces and whimpers and you remembered you're the stronger one and need to stop this so he could rest.

"Din, no you need to rest," he kisses your neck and bites at the thin skin. "Little girl, let's have fun..." That damn name made you want to say screw it. "Let's sleep, I'm tired and you have to be too," You helped Din to the steel slab that he calls a bed and lays down holding out his arms for you to be his human-weighted blanket. 

"We will talk about the bacta when we wake up" Din mumbles as sleep takes over him and relaxes with you on top of him. 

[tsukkisloser]

Bully!Tsukki

Tsukishima secretly gets off on bullying you.

MDNI

Tags: timeskip!tsukki, teasing, bullying, masturbation, a mean tsukishima <3333 (Kinda just a draft but wanted to post anyways)

Tsukishima has ruthlessly teased and tormented you almost since day one with his other two friends. They all sat behind you in your college class, him sitting himself in the seat directly behind you during each class. He’d flick your shoulder, pull on your hair, and snicker over how tripped up over your words you got when you had been asked to answer a question. Your face would burn so hot with embarrassment every time, tears pricking at your eyes. You hated the tall, mean, blonde. Despised him. After each class you practically jolted from your seat and ran from him in hopes he wouldn’t follow you with his friends so he could torment you further. He didn’t understand why he was so fixated on making you, in particular, squirm. He was aware that he liked to do it- but the thing is that he didn’t just like it. He loved tormenting you. When he’d see your pretty face burn hot with embarrassment and shame from the harsh words that left his smart mouth. When he’d poke at your sides to make you jump- the feeling of your soft flesh beneath his fingertips utterly addicting. He almost couldn’t get enough of the shameful look in your wide, teary eyes. It made him feel so good. Maybe a little too good. He’d feel his pants begin to tighten, readjusting his position in his chair as a faint blush crept onto his cheeks. His friends continuing to tease you as he attempts to hide his raging hard on.

As soon as he’d get back to his dorm he’d throw his things down and lock his door, falling to his bed without changing his clothes. His hand desperately unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants, his long fingers of his right hand quickly finding themselves wrapped around his swollen hard cock, pumping it in his hand pathetically. His pale cheeks blushed so hot, his other hand covering his hot face out of humiliation. His mind conjured images of your humiliated red face, the sound of your nervous, shaking voice, the feeling of your soft skin that his fingertips sunk themselves into. White milky cum dribbled down from his weeping slit, drooling itself down his long shaft- making his motions much messier and faster. Soft, breathy moans left the blonde’s lips as he fucked himself into his hand. He loved making you cower, making you shrink in fear of his presence. Loved making you cry. Another moan leaves his lips at the thought. His hips buck up slightly as the coil in his stomach tightens, his cock dribbling with more of his sweet, sticky cum in response. “F-fuck.” He groans softly, pushing his long slender fingers underneath his glasses as he extends his fingers to rub his swollen, aching tip. His fingertips running over his messy slit weakly. His hips roll up in rhythm with his fingers’ slow, deep rubs that pull the coil in his stomach so very tight. With a few final pumps of his cock, ropes of his milky cum shoot into his hand, hips bucking up once more as his hot blushed face scrunches up from beneath his hand that covers it. A horny, breathy moan escaped from his lips. Fuck you and your beautiful face. Fuck you for making him feel this good. 

[thedeluluverse]

Annyeong my darling @starfire21! Here is your request! Sorry it took longer than I quoted, hope it was worth the wait! Let me know of anyyyyy feedback ok? Enjoy :) <3333

Author’s Note: Big thanks to @starfire21 for this request as it beckons in a new era of not just BTS fics! I hope y’all enjoy and feel free to send me requests anytime 😊Also, I got a tad bit carried away so if it's too long, sorry! hehe

Summary: Being together for 2 years, there is no limit to how well you know each other. So why do you still try to hide?

Pairing:  softDom!Minho x subbyJYPstaffF!reader.

Rating: 18+

Genre: idol!au, angst, smut, fluff, hurt/comfort, established relationship, coworker romance

Word Count: 3,861

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI.  swearing, angst in a couple parts, fingering (f. receiving), breast play, dirty talk, pet names, overstimulation, clit play, praise kink, neck kissing, guilt, crying, cockwarming, mom and dad issues, reader highkey hates her dad and wants to unalive him so there's talk of that too.

It's been 2 hours, and you are still reeling. Despite living in Korea for about 6 years at this point, your parents still manage to get under your skin. A notification pops up on your phone that your boyfriend, none other than Lee Minho of Stray Kids, has gone live. A small smile appears, knowing that he helps comfort you even through a screen and wondering if he can sense your need for his presence. Probably not, but it's a nice thought!

Once the live is through, you give a sigh of contentment, quickly replaced by the familiar sinking feeling that comes with the trauma you can't seem to shake. You are on the verge of sobbing when your phone screen lights up, showing that your boyfriend is trying to Facetime you. Taking a few deep breaths and smiling, you accept the call and are greeted by an "Annyeong jagiya! Did you see the live?". Nodding your head, you reply, "I did, and you look so handsome today, babe!".

Despite you doing your best to smile enough to not worry him, he can tell that the smile far from reaches your eyes. His tone changes to stern as his eyes bore into your soul; thank goodness there's a screen separating y'all! "Tell me." He demands; you try to laugh it off. "Tell you what? That I love you; you know I do, Min!". He isn't laughing, "Don't play this game with me, angel, I can tell something is wrong. Please, I'm here for you, always.".

At his sincere words and concern for your well-being, the dam is broken, and you start bawling, unable to communicate for about 3 minutes. He understands and doesn't bother you; he just looks at you pitifully, upset that he knows there is nothing he can do to help right now. Once your breathing has regulated, you say, "Okay, well, buckle up, my love, because today was a doozy…" he nods to show that he is ready and you are free to start whenever.

After a sip of water, you begin, "First off, my dad, who I haven't talked to in about 7 years, texted me out of the blue asking what I've been up to, and he misses me (bullshit, you mutter under your breath). So this fucker asks if we can meet up for lunch or something soon. I told him that I was not in the States anymore. He said that my mom was bragging about me and accidentally let it slip that I live in Korea now, so that's no issue since he has wanted to take a trip anyway. “

“I told him to stay out of my goddamn life since that is what he is best at, and he lost his chances to reconcile with me a decade ago. Then he dared to get angry with me and say he deserves to see me because ' he's my father.' I told him he was just a sperm donor and he had no right to me, especially since I changed my last name once I moved out. He didn't like that and said that I was just like my mom, a bitch, and that was it. Now most times, I don't like being compared to my mom, but in cases like these, it's a badge of honor, lol.”.

As you take a breath, Minho stares off from his phone for a moment to process all of that. Now, that situation would be intense to hear about for anyone. Still, it's an entirely different playing field for your fiercely protective boyfriend who knows about your trauma. "I'm gonna kill him." He states, still looking off into the distance.

You damn near spit out your water at the suddenness of this statement, then reply with, "I mean, go for it, have fun even, but make sure I'm there. I want to see his pathetic life leave his blank stare as I deal the final blow." His eyes widen, knowing that your talk of wanting to kill your dad was serious all these years; his only response is to nod, "Anything you want, Princess.".

Blushing at the pet name and feeling a bit better, having vented some of the day away, you say, "You are already fuming; I can just finish up the story later. It's okay. I will see you, la-" "You'll see me as soon as you are done telling me what happened today. Yes, I am pissed at your dad on multiple levels. Still, I care about you even more. So what else happened, honey?". You close your eyes, and with your voice slightly cracking, you say, "My mom. She happened. So she Facetimed me earlier, like 10 minutes after the ordeal with 'dad'.

  She just wanted to check up on me, but I was snippier than usual because I don't like surprises like that and wouldn't have agreed to call just then. I told her that she needs to not just randomly Facetime me because next time, depending on what kind of day I'm having, I may not be in the mood to pick up. She didn't like that at all and tried to play the guilt card of not seeing me in forever despite her knowing I’ve been super busy lately. I told her that wasn’t fair, and we texted enough for her to know that my life has been hectic, so she needs to not try to make me feel guilty for my success."

“So then,” you continue, “she happens to spot that the sink has dishes, trash needs to be taken out, etc., etc., and huffs. I ask what's wrong, and she proceeds to say that, well, despite success looks like you can't handle it all if you can't maintain a clean living space and that after this long, she thought that I would’ve figured out a routine that works for me by now.

  She even had the audacity to say, 'Ah yes, your work is soooo taxing being around gorgeous people all day, you poor thing.' That set me off; I told her that my job is taxing because I want to ensure I am doing my best, so they do not have to worry as much. I have had no energy to do anything when I come home lately besides shower, eat, and talk to Min for a little while before I pass out. The final straw was when she said, ', Oh, so you have time for your boyfriend but not for your mom; I see how it is.' And just ended the call."

  He stares into space again and says, "Wait…what the actual fuck??!! She knows you have abandonment issues and how your energy levels can be, and she dares to pull that…. I'm so sorry, love, for everything." You sniffle, trying to ward off more tears and answer, "It isn't your fault, though; none of this is, which is why I wasn't going to bother you with it or bring down your day. Especially after a live because I know you get a mixed bag of comments with those; I feel extra bad now. I'm sorry; I'm selfish and shouldn't have word-vomited on you. Oh fuck, am I like my dad? I'm really gonna run into traffic now," you half-joke.

"AISH. Y/N-AAAA!! I've told you that you never need to hide anything from me, okay? I am here for you. I would’ve hated it if you kept all of this to yourself until you deemed that I was ready to hear it. Lovingly shut the hell up about that 'like your dad/being selfish' shit. I could tell you weren't okay and asked you to share why. Yanno, I love you and know you have struggled mainly alone for too long."

" Your dad would've just started unloading about his day without even thinking to ask how I was before, so stop. No running into traffic jokes either, alright? You really wanna do that to me and the kids?". The corner of your mouth twitches into a slight smile as you say, ", Okay, you maybe have good points; I'm sorry. And I wouldn't do that to you and those fuzzy little cuties in a million years!"

He smirks, "Good, and stop saying sorry. You did nothing wrong, okay?"; you nod in response, granting you a flying kiss through the screen. "Do you have any plans today y/n?" "Nope MinMin, I'm free the rest of the day; why?" "You'll see, just be ready in 15 minutes, dress comfy. I'll see you soon; gonna hang up now, saranghae jagiya!" "Saranghae jagi, I'll see you soon!". The call ends, and you put on your favorite pair of leggings and an oversized hoodie you had stolen from him on your third date paired with your trusty boots, and you are ready to go!

15 minutes later, your boyfriend is pulled into your driveway and leans against the car waiting for you, not wanting to rush you but letting you know he is there. The second you step past your door, he runs up to you and captures you in the most comforting hug that might've ever existed.

This causes you to cry more, and his only response is to softly rub your back, occasionally pecking your temple and forehead with kisses and soothingly whispering, "There there, y/n, I'm here. It's going to be okay, that's it. Let it out.". After about 9 minutes, he wipes away the tears for you, kisses their faint trails, and leads you hand in hand to his car. As he starts driving, you have no idea what he has planned, and frankly, it couldn't matter less; you are feeling better just being in his company.

Putting the car in park, he turns to you and asks, "You ready?" "for what?" you reply. He emerges from the vehicle and opens your door for you, holding your hand as you walk into the building, saying, "Just trust me.". As soon as you walk in, you are taken aback at how nice this place looks but are too entranced in the calming scents of rain and vanilla to put too much thought into it. He notices you just taking everything in and places a gentle hand on the small of your back to catch your attention, "Let's get this started, shall we? Don't worry, I pulled a few strings, and we have the place to ourselves.".

Returning to reality, you look at him with wide eyes, "Wait….did you rent out a whole ass spa just because my parents were jerks??? This is too much; I'll be okay, I swear!". He calmly places a finger over your lips, looking into your eyes. "Nothing is too much for my baby girl, you need to wind down anyway, and I just had an excuse to pull something like this off. Now… go enjoy my love."

You blush at the effort and care he put into this, all for you, and nod, walking to the back. First, you get the best massage of your life, not counting the ones that Min has given you; of course, once it is done, the masseuse leaves so that you can retie your robe and move on to the next room. Nearly falling asleep from how jelly-like your muscles feel, you don't notice that you aren't alone until you feel a hand gripping your ass cheek.

You bolt up and whip your head around only to find your cheeky partner showcasing the cat smirk that you so adore until he moves closer to you and bends down, placing soft kisses on your shoulders, neck, and all over your face until you are both giggling. "Now, on to the next room." He commands while taking hold of your neck with his strong, veiny hands that impress you more and more every day.

Helping you into the next room as you are still a bit wobbly, Min starts feeling like this was definitely a good idea since it has been ages since he has seen your features this relaxed. Once you sit in the massage chair, he plants a kiss on the top of your hand and then leaves you to enjoy phase 2. Phase 2 includes a full mani-pedi as well as a customized facial treatment due to him knowing that you have sensitive skin. He even asked the staff to provide extra cucumber slices to snack on if smelling them on your face kickstarted your craving.

Throughout the mani-pedi, you receive heavenly hand and foot massages, and you start to wonder if this is all a dream due to how perfect everything has been. As you wait a few moments for them to ensure the next room is ready, your sneaky boyfriend whispers into your ear, "Enjoying yourself pretty?" as your eyes are closed, leaning back in relaxation.

  Your eyes fly open, mainly from the realization that those 3 words created body-wide goosebumps. Hovering over you, he shakes his head and gently lowers your lids, "Keep relaxing, pet. Let master take care of you, yeah?". Biting your lip, you nod slightly while fighting a moan; at this green light, he starts a trail of kisses from your collarbone down to your sternum.

Your breathing becomes more uneven by the second as he takes one tit into his mouth, swirling and flicking his tongue around your hardened bud and occasionally sucking on it as if his life depended on it. He can tell that you are needy from his actions and stops right before the staff returns to lead you into the next room. Not before he leaves little love bites all over your cleavage, though.

Phase 3 is a special treatment that he personally requested. Now, the spa staff is well aware of your heat sensitivity, and you were fine temperature-wise until Min's little sneaky stunts left you panting with flushed cheeks. Well, it seems he anticipated this because he arranged a cooling stone treatment for you in the next room. They spend about a half hour moving stones of all sizes all along your body and double as many times over your pressure points to ensure you don't get overheated.

In the end, you are instructed to lie face down once again as they leave an even pattern of chilling stones all down your back as well as on the nape of your neck. In the midst of cooling bliss, you feel a familiar set of lips kissing up your calves all the way to the back of your thighs. Goosebumps appear again, and you can feel the desire pooling in your stomach along with the increasing wetness between the lips of your pussy.

He barely has to apply pressure to your inner thighs for you to spread your legs for him even wider. Leaning over your back, he nibbles your earlobe and coyly says, "Damn baby, you really are my subby little kitten, aren't you? All it takes is a few kisses and teasing touches, and you are dripping onto this table for me. I'm not complaining; I've just come to taste my handiwork.".

  Before you can object for fear that you'll be walked in on, his tongue is deep in your throbbing cunt, licking broad stripes along your lips. Feeling you adjust slightly in an attempt to grind against his face, he firmly holds down your legs, saying, "C'mon, my needy little babydoll, you gotta stay still so daddy can take care of you. Unless you want them to see that their handiwork has shifted and be privy to your true nature." You groan as if to say, "That's not fair," but you aren't complaining after all…

You finish for the third time, not 5 minutes before the staff walks in with a robe, ready to remove the stones from your back, ignoring the smell of sex as they were paid to do. Sitting on the end of the table, waiting to see what will happen next, Minho saunters in and extends his hand towards you while slightly bowing. Furrowing your brows, you ask, "Um, my dear boyfriend, it's a little difficult for me to walk. Could you tell me where we are going?".

Ignoring your question, he states, "You feel a little chilly."; you huff and reply, "Well, thank you, great compass, that helped a ton. For your information, I am, actually. The stones set me back to neutral, but then, all of that release burned a lot of calories, and now I'm resetting." "I thought as much. Well, welcome to the last stage of Min's 'If I can't kill those who hurt you, I'm gonna try my hardest to kill your unhappiness and soothe your soul for eternity' tour!".

Trying to disguise the tears in your eyes from being seen, you tease, "Damn, that's a mouthful, love…" He just grins and cocks an eyebrow replying, "Yeah, well, so are you, and I'm not complaining."; this makes you blush and scan the area, hoping nobody heard him.

He leads you into a private hot tub/sauna room with the temperature of everything set just warm enough to help you feel normal but cool enough that you won't pass out. You don't waste any time changing into a bathing suit and letting your body succumb to the sensation of the jets and the melting effect that the water is having over every inch of you. Eyes closed and head back, you still have trouble believing all this is real. Ten minutes later, you feel the water rise higher on your body, and it isn't long before you know the culprit is your Min joining you.

Looking to the right of you, where he is sitting, you pull yourself over his lap and start kissing along his neck, all the way behind his ear, and finally over to his lips for a steamy makeout sesh that leaves you both breathless and has him asking, "Well Princess what was that for? I am certainly not mad about it, but I figured you'd be too relaxed to be this bold right now."

It's your turn to smirk as you rub your clothed core against his growing bulge, then whisper against his ear, "See, the thing is…I was relaxed, then you made me all needy, so you have to fix it now, mister." "Oh, do I?" he teases as he slips two fingers inside of your soaked cunt easily, which elicits a very loud “fuck Minho” from your lips. He curls his fingers inside of you, occasionally toying with your sensitive bud while kissing you passionately until you have cum all over his hand 5 times.

He lets you stay collapsed against him for a solid 10 minutes before saying, "Let's go, my adorable little raisin.". Pouting, you lift your head up, meeting his eyes and saying, "But baaabe, I feel too weak to dry off, get dressed, and go all the way to the car…” He chuckles, tucking your hair behind your ear and placing a soft kiss to the tip of your cute nose before explaining, “I planned for this situation as well my love, just trust me yeah?” he says touching his forehead to yours as you nod.

He gets out first, quickly drying off, pulling on a pair of boxers, and heading back to you. He lifts you bridal style with ease out of the hot tub and places you on possibly the best bed you have ever laid on. As he joins you underneath the covers, you curl up against him with your nose on his neck and his chin on top of your head; "Jagi, did you invent a cooling cloud for me to sleep on?" you ask, half out of consciousness.

He gives a deep chuckle in amusement at how tiny you are right now, places a kiss on top of your head, and traces his fingers up and down your spine as he answers, "I'm not thaaat powerful jagiya, but that was precious."

Pressing yourself closer to his chest in embarrassment while giggling, you retort playfully whiny, "Don't make fun of meee. Just tell me what magic is underneath us right now, and can we take it home?". He smiles ear to ear, just as smitten with you as the day he met you, and replies, "Well, I thought you might get overheated, so I asked if they could set up the extra room as a nap area with silk sheets for cooling reasons. Sadly, they didn't have any, but thankfully, they did have this other fabric called habotai. It is much like silk but a bit cheaper and slightly more cooling. If you like it this much,  we can send a set home with us."

Barely raising your head, just enough for him to see your eyes, you ask, "Wait, really??" with the wonderment of a child who just got told they can take home the toy they've been eyeing in the store for the past 20 minutes. Kissing your forehead, he nods and can feel fatigue overtake his body; right before he drifts into dreamland, though, your sweet voice permeates the air.

Pressing a palm against his firm chest to let him know you're awake, barely above a whisper, you say, "Um…I don't want to be greedy, but I have a question….if that's alright. I know you've done so much already." He glances down at you and cups your cheek with his palm, "What is it, my star?" you feel your cheeks flush as you ask, "Well, see, the thing is, I was thinking, or rather wondering if you could just…be inside of me? If that's silly, I get it, just, I dunno, I want to feel as close as I can to you. You're so healing you have no idea…".

Before you finish your sentence, he is gently filling you up with his cock and softly presses his lips against yours right as you finish speaking. "I doubt you could ever make a silly request or be greedy where I am concerned, sweetheart. You could want to hula hoop with Saturn's rings, and I'd find a way to grant your wish, my love." Giving a contented sigh, you nod, and you both drift off to the most peaceful sleep either of you have experienced in a long while.

  Even though you felt like absolute trash earlier today, here you are, feeling like the most valuable piece of treasure. All thanks to your fantastic boyfriend who sees you as a goddess and would move mountains if it meant you were at peace. The reason is, to him, you are the rarest gem that he had the fortune of stumbling across in life, and he spends every day trying to think of ways to show you just how special you are to him and in general.

After that day, you both vow to always let each other know what is going on so that neither of you faces hardships alone; from now to eternity, you will be each other’s soul soothers, and you couldn't feel more thankful to have this man by your side now and forever.

THE END

[thenerdnextdoorxo]

hi please wanda x child! reader with adhd and gets in trouble at school

Being a neurodivergent myself, I can relate to this

You had been staring at the school book for what seemed to be two hours. Every time you tried to pay attention to the book you zoned out again, so eventually, you gave up. But unfortunately to you, your brain can't shut up and leave you alone, it had to remind you that you were a failure.

You can't do anything right.

You always fail and you always will, so why do you even try?

You'll never be as good as your other classmates.

You tried to stop the thought from going under your skin, but after a while, it did. Before you know it, your eyes started to tear up at the thought of not being able to be the same as your peers. You were so inside your head that you didn't even realized that you were crying, nor that your mother was right beside you. "Hey, baby, what's wrong? Why are you crying? are you hurt?" She asked, wrapping her arms around your shoulder. "I'm fine," You replied with a shakey voice. "Baby, you're clearly not wrong, I heard you crying all the way from the living room, what's the matter?"

You took a deep breath in order to be able to calm yourself down for a little bit. "I can't study," you said. Wanda tilted her head and frowned, not understanding what you mean. "I can't study. Every time I try to study I can't get the words to stay in my head, I'm a failure." You explained, feeling the tears starting to fall from your eyes again.

"Oh baby, don't say that, just because you can't study doesn't mean that your a failure, you learn digital drawing in less than a month and you built an entire website in a week for god's sake, that requires years of studying!" She assured you, cupping your face.

"That was all just a luck," You sniffled. "No it wasn't, how can it? You are amazing, there is nothing wrong with you, the school system is build on neurotypical mind and yours is full of creativity that none of them has," She said.

"You really think so?" You asked. "Of course I do! you know me, I never lie," She said while smiling. You had no idea how wonderful your brain is, but you mother is always there to remind you of that.

Everyday.

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Guess who uploaded two times in one week :))) I hope you guys enjoyed this one.

MY requests are open <3333

[slasheru]

Heyyyyy Slasher Nation! 🖤 First of all - HOLY CRAP THANK YOU!! Even though the Kickstarter didn't hit the goal, the fact that 98 of y'all (!!) got us a SIGNIFICANT part of the way there (almost $3,000!!) is MINDBLOWING!! <3333 I can't thank you enough 😭

So What Now / Wait you had a Plan B the whole time?!

Yeah, man, you thought I was just gonna leave you guys hanging? ;) We're gonna try this again with a WAY smaller goal on Crowdfundr! (I'll talk more about this below!) Short pitch is: $1,125 goal (which we nailed in 48 hours here), keeps SU running, launches September 7th, Crowfundr is being hella cool and sponsoring it for SPX Spotlight, follow along HERE! [https://crowdfundr.com/slasheruact2]

But ALSO, holy crap, you guys are AMAZING:

I can hardly call this thing a wash, though, because the amount of love, attention, and SOLD COPIES OF SLASHER U: ACT 1 have been ABSOLUTELY FUCKING WILD. I just wanted to shout out to:

More than 600 new Slasher U: Act 1 players downloaded the game since the Kickstarter launched

Slasher U: Act 1: Alpha Edition maintains a whopping 4.9 out of 5 Stars average rating on itch (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

I sold enough copies of Slasher U: Act 1 to cover MORE THAN HALF MY RENT THIS MONTH!! If this Kickstarter stopped right here, you guys would've been able to cover 4 MORE months of rent & production time! Which is HOG WILD.

We got shoutouts from:

Beautiful Glitch, the team behind Monster Prom, Monster Camp, & Monster Roadtrip!! Beautiful Glitch are one of my most inspirational/aspirational heroes of game dev, and the Monster franchise was a HUGE inspiration for SU, so I can't BELIEVE this happened!!!! Thank you guys SO MUCH!!! <333

WWAC (Women Write About Comics), where journalist Alenka Figa wrote SO MUCH NICE STUFF about my storytelling I'm gonna fuckin cry!!

Corinne Halbert of ACID NUN - she and I are actually gonna do an Acid Nun x Slasher U collab where you'll be able to unlock an Acid Nun player skin!! Shhhh!!

The crew at Lewdgamer who wrote an awesome writeup of the KS campaign!

Indiepocalypse - we made it into Issue #42 and Alex had us on his podcast, which was SO MUCH FUN!! According to Alex, Slasher U had one of the highest audience participation/engagements he's seen on Indiepocalypse Radio, and it was MEGA FUN watching him parse some of your saucy Sawyer questions, LMFAO.

And here's some Slasher U & SUKS stats for you:

More than 2/3rds of you ended up dating either Sawyer or Tate. >:)

In total, 94 of you backed the game here on KS!!! YOU ALL KICK SERIOUS ASS

Almost 1,000 new copies of Slasher U: Act 1 (both Regular and Premium) were downloaded during the campaign!

During the campaign, at least 3 people personally thanked me for Slasher U completely changing their life by discovering something about themselves or making them feel seen and heard, which is going to make me FUCKING CRY and is the ENTIRE REASON WHY I MAKE THIS GAME IN THE FIRST PLACE. I love you all so, so so sosososoososososos much, Student Disembody. :'))))))

So this "Plan B", eh?

Some of you know I'm a cartoonist by trade (I drew for the official FNAF franchise and more!). This year, I ended up talking to some sponsors for this upcoming SPX (Small Press Expo), which is like SDCC for indie comics, including Crowdfundr - one thing led to another, and now I'm partnering up with Crowdfundr and SPX to bring you a WAY SMALLER but also WAY MORE PERSONAL campaign to keep the lights on here at SU, as part of Crowfundr's SPX Spotlight event! For the non-comics folks here, Crowdfundr is basically the indie comics Kickstarter - I've been buddies with this crowd (pun vageuly intended) for a while and I'm psyched to be doing this with people I've been meaning to collab with!!

The new goal will cover the absolute bare minimum of making SU - $1,125, which includes font licenses, the Mac port, and taxes. Then, any EXTRA will go to more production time on Slasher U! Basically, I'm swinging the campaign around so the minimum amount is the goal, and the goal-goal's the reach goal. The GOOD NEWS is we apparently smashed this $1k goal within 48 hours of THIS Kickstarter, so I'm VERY OPTIMISTIC ABOUT ROUND 2 OVER HERE.

(You'll ALSO still be able to snag one of those custom player skins I'm drawing - there's gonna be only 5 slots this time!) Aaaaand you can click to follow when the Crowdfundr launches in a month, here:

P.S: estimating the first Early Access build with *just* Laila's Act 2 content, plus some core extras, in the next month or month and a half >:)))

xoxoxooxoxoxoxo, love you guys SO FUCKIN MUCH, and, as we like to say on campus:

STAY HORNY!! xxoxooxox Professor Plutonium

[nerdyenby]

Red time :D I’m watching Ranboo

I showed up late and have no idea what the costume is but we love the eye makeup

The unhinged energy is off the charts

I’m so excited for this team, you guys have no idea

Oh my gosh their hair has gotten so long holy crap

What the heck is a weeblewobble

WHY DO HIS EYES MOVE LIKE THAT

I feel like Ran and Aimsey haven’t been on a team together in so long, I’m so hyped

Their skins are so silly goofy

Michela!!!

“What brings you to the bar?” “What brings me to the bar? My issues”

“We’re currently roleplaying, would you like to join?” “Absolutely not” iconic Ant 😂

Ranboo religious reference counter: 1

SCAR :D

The squad :))

Aimsey squatting in front of Scar and talking him into playing fnaf

NO!!! Grid runners is the best game in existence (except sot)

Alright losers, we’re gonna need somebody to have opinions and make decisions, who’s it gonna be?

“I’m pressing my life alert but it’s not doing anything” it’s a crime that no one else heard this

Why is Ant a rsr hater?? Brother, Scar is right there

Rocket Spleef

“My girlfriend :(" Aimsey my beloved

Ran and Scar popping off!!

Ran just absolutely jumping Pete 😂

Grid Runners

Best game time :))

They got this, I believe

I’ve never seen Ranboo lose these, his team always crushes it

Ant is such a good igl, staying back and walking through it with Scar, what a king

Uppies!!! /neg and /pos simultaneously lmao

Oh no….

There wasn’t one specific room that tripped everyone up, it’s was just a bunch of moderately hard ones back to back to back

“Think about the morale deficit” Ran 😭

Aimsey’s chat message 😂😂😂

Battle Box

Ah yes, tnt if your team for science

“Do we want a catch phrase?” Of course we do!!

Holy crap they got swept

The come back!!!

That match against blue was so wild

RAAAHHHHHHH

Scar singing Barbie my beloved <333

Sands of Time

That was the most unconvincing thing I’ve heard, thanks Scar

The initial comms are stunning <333

OH MY GOD THAT WAS SO STRESSFUL

The greed oh my gosh

That was the most intense sands I’ve seen in such a long time oh my gosh

“I think I’m learning to be a good sandkeeper” aismey you’re easily one of the best sandkeeper s in the event, what are you on about <333

RED FIRST!!!!!

My predictions were so rude to them but I genuinely believe they’re a 4th place team

“We got a lot of audience pull on this team” Ranboo and Scar duo unstoppable, real and true <333

SCAR 28TH!!!!!!!

“Minute Maid lesbians” 😭😭😭

The Aimsey and Scar interactions are absolutely everything <333

Ace Race

Oh rip, we lost Oli :(

“If you guys lap me can you give me a little push?” Scar I love you

Any first!!! Red first!!!! They killed it!!!!

The hermits pointedly not asking Scar about his fandoms vs Aimsey genuinely being 100% down for a half hour of Star Wars rambling <333

Parkour Warrior

The way all the streamers just start crying at the top of their lungs when faced with technical difficulties, just stay calm losers, you don’t need to spam

I’d scold Ranboo for being so hard on himself if it wasn’t just so funny

Ran almost ragequitting out of sheer instinct 😭😭😭

Ran losing their absolute mind the entire time and then the perfectly calm “That… is how you do it” once he finishes lol

“Check this out, check this out” *drops from fourth to tenth* *absolute silence*

Ant is such a sweat, I mean this in the kindest way possible but who the heck memorizes skybattle chest loot

Hole in the Wall

Absolutely adore the meta of everyone typing the word ones /g

THE DYNAMIC DUO!!!!!!!

HAS THAT EVER HAPPENED BEFORE?!???

I love how they’re able to maintain the chill vibes between all the stress and hype <333

LOOK AT MY BOYS!!!!

Ah yes, the return of Ran’s third place curse incoming

Ugh I’m feeling a tgttosawaf finale :/

Glowduo messaging each other even when in the same vc is so <3333

Sky Battle

Heck yeah!!

YOOOOOO?!?????

ANT IS INSANE!!!!!!

OH MY GOODNESS HOLY CRAP

Ant on Ant violence!!

Hermit on hermit violence!!!!!

HOLY SHIT!!!!! OH MY GODDDD

If Ran and Aimsey get their first win together I will cry, fair warning

Dodgebolt

This team is everything to me

Aimee giving them back rubs <333

AIMSEY!!!!!!!

It’s Aimsey’s world, we’re just living in it

OH MY GOD

Wait ran has to swear in front of Scar 😂😂😂

GLOWDUO WINS!!!!!!!

127 is not a high heart rate… is it?? I get up to 130somethings just standing up

WILBUR 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Oh my god, I’m crying

[dykeyote]

i would love more cecil hcs mayhaps 👀👀 (nothing in particular but maybe some gender/sexuality hcs if you have any for him) but also more autism hcs? /nf

YES YES YES <3333 I LOVE HIM SO MUCH ..... reverting to my 2021 self

okay for gender and sexuality (: i hc him as a autigender genderqueer trans guy >:) hes a man but in a weird way you wouldnt get it . there are layers . and sexualitywise i think he doesnt really label it hes arospec and queer its a case by case thing . he is VERY ADAMANTLY no surgeries no t no nothing he likes his gender being CONFUSING ans LOUD and BLATANTLY TRANS . i think he prefers transsexual to transgender and has a ton of xenos . freakboy

he wears exclusively slutty outfits with like zero skin coverage and refuses to change this for any conditions "to not change the brand D:!!!!!" but he also gets cold super easily so hes basically constantly shivering like a drowned cat any time it gets cold . he also refuses to wear any type of coat or jacket besides a: a cropped learher jacket he has or b: a fancy labcoat for the mad scientist vibes neither of which retain heat whatsoeverso even that wont help . juno feels bad for him and lends him his trench coat on occasion and cecil takes this as PROOF that juno and him are best friends maybe more foreva and eva and eva (this is untrue. him shivering like that is just a lkttle sad)

him and cass have game nights (: or used to anyway . they kind of stopped once they started growing apart but they used to have little board game and video game nights semi frequently . cecils very competitive and WILL cry if he loses (which is frequent) but its okay . they still have fun . sometimes juno joins to hang out and very VERY rately rita has joined on occasion

SPEAKING OF WHICH i think cecil and rita are kinda friends . not SUPER close bc cecil has like no friends but i think theyd get closer when/if cecil ever resolves some of his issues . they talk about tech together very excitedly and they watch streams together (cecil enjoys shittalking all the aspects hed have done better if it was HIIIIIS work and rita argues very hard to defend them from this SLANDER)

HE BITES TO STIM CONSTANTLY i think he has all his teeth sharpened for the vibes and he gnaws on shit constantly . he likes wearing chew necklaces for something to nom on when hes bored . he also has two parts of a matching best friends necklace dor juno (he has not yet accepted it) (cecil bought it four years ago) (it is possible juno will literally never own the other half) (he is still hopeful)

his special interests are genetic modification, cinematography, and ancient torture devices (: hence why he incorporates all of this into his work . generic modification and cinematography are long term ones and the torture devices is a newer one as of the seeies starting (: juno has a wealth of fun facts about them bc cecil infodumps aboht them to him constantly . he randomly drops weird niche specific knowledge about the intracacies of genetically modified animals and the whole carte blanche is like . how . do u know that

[for-fvckssake]

he takes you in without giving it a second thought, his mind still buzzing with the aftermath of having almost crying while cumming while the two of you cuddle against each other. the two of you spend a few minutes like that, chests heaving as you tried to catch your breaths. until his silly little brain realized something.

eren sits up rapidly as soons as his senses overtake him again. he's still breathless, skin flushed a pretty pink from his cheeks till all the way down to his chest, his eyebrows are knitted in confusion and, surprisingly, still rock fucking hard.

his eyes land on the mess between his legs before switching to you peacefully laying beside him, looking up at him with your round, dark eyes like you hadn't just given him two of the wildest orgasms of his entire life.

"...baby? i- why did you-? you didn't even cum yet and i'm- 'm still hard…" he blinks down at you before turning to face you completely, voice melting into a whiny plea by the end of his sentence. but he doesn't wait for you to answer. on one second he's sitting down and on the other the bridge of his nose is running against the side of your neck before he trails your skin with wet kisses, "please don't stop?"

-Renren <3333

i smile and close my eyes, curling up into your arms with a confortable him before opening them back up to look into your own.

“i mean, you were basically screaming and begging for me to stop so i assumed you wanted me to handsome.” i say, teasingly as i hug you tighter and tilt my head away to give you access to more of my neck and yet again letting out a content groan.

my smile widens when i hear just how whiney your tone is, humming softly while scratching up and down your spine. “mmm… don’t stop what handsome?”

[tteokdoroki]

ok but if u went into heat at work, alpha + coworker!kirishima / bakugou wld get u right in the break room. sends u home w a cunt full of cum to hold u over ‘til he gets off <3333

— the break room + eijirou kirishima.

warning(s): smut, mdni 18+, a/b/o dynamics, heat cycles, omega!reader, alpha!kirishima, overstimulation, slightly mean!eijirou, afab!reader thank u sem ily mwah !!

“i…oh fuck, ohh fuck—‘m sorry, s-so sorry about this. fuck you’re so…ngh…tight.”

you don’t know why kirishima’s apologising, it’s your mess (quite literally) that got you here in the first place— your slick had been running down your inter thighs all afternoon, barely concealed by your short pencil skirt and you’d made no effort to hide it either. your heat had hit you like a truck, perhaps you’d missed a suppressant or two between the stress of meetings and project deadlines, and you knew the alphas dotted around your block could smell you, practically taste you, drooling into the crotch of your panties like it was nobodies business.

it’s usually taboo for alphas to turn their head’s towards unclaimed omegas… no matter how tempting the prize of a sticky, ripe and breedable pussy is, and kirishima is usually a good guy… usually so respectful but you just smelt so overwhelming and so needy and that’s how you end up plastered over a table in the corner of the break room. “‘m not usually like this…oh shit, baby don’t squeeze. please.” your back is sticky, you’re sure if you arched it, the paint from the desk would peel away with it. the alpha, big, red haired and strong pushes your knees deeper into your shoulders with every thrust, cock throbbing every time you flutter around him. “just…you smell so good, fucking…dripping. across. the damn. office floor— fuck!”

kirishima let’s out a low and frustrated growl, punctuating each of his words with harsh thrusts of his hips against your abused cunt. you’re so fucking wet down there, so sweet for him, like your hole is eijirou’s saccharine prize after half a days work— his honey dipped reward for him to drown in after slaving away all day. you watch his nice guy resolve start to crumble, your reliable coworker letting his biological instincts take over as he bends you in ways in which you didn’t know you could go and forces the fat tip of his cock against your g-spot, sending your pretty eyes rolling back into your skull.

“‘m so sorry baby, really…jesus. really i am,” he drawls, slurring over the saliva that pools on the pallet of his tongue; filthy words oozing from between his lips and smearing across your skin in sloppy kisses almost as ruined as your cunt as kirishima pounds away at your puffy soaked folds. “but you shouldn’t be walkin’ around like that… the wrong kinda guy could have taken advantage of you. yah…ya wouldn’t want that, would you? good thing ‘m here…”

eijirou flops down on you, bites at your neck close to where he could make you his forever and smiles as the omega beneath him reaches up to wrap their arms around his neck— clinging onto him because it makes you feel safe, because he makes you feel good. you’re so cute, trembling and on the verge of tears as your sweet little pussy gushes out against his swelling cock— near forcing him out of your snug hole that he carves his name into.

“awww, you cummin’ again little one, g-god, ‘m sorry i didn’t.., should have taken you sooner…i let all those other alphas even look at you.”

your breath hitches, a whine bubbling on your messy lips, juices pouring down your inner thighs. “‘m sorry mista kirishima… won’t happen again…oh god! eiji!” you cry, locking your legs behind his head as they sit high on his shoulders— he’s so broad he could split you apart if he moved. kirishima reaches deep, stretching you out for the shape of him, making sure the little omega beneath him cums a third time. you can feel how slick your bodies are while they move together— his precum forming a thick white ring at the base of his shaft, balls slapping against your ass and grinding against your swollen clit and you can’t stop cumming. “eijirou..s’too much—!”

with your lower stomach burning, the knots within it still burning the more you squirt along the break room floor— kirishima slowing his hips to a grind, pulling what he can out of you to soothe the heat that burns through all of your thoughts. he thinks he’ll torture you like this a little longer, take advantage of his alpha strength and keep you pinned to his cock on this table right up until your break ends and he can send you back to work with your slick panties full of his cum.

he’ll keep you nice and scented and all his from then on.

[luvtreides]

hey babes!! i noticed ur a dark content blog, and was wondering if you would write for aemond? the reader can be from anywhere just not a targ, i’m tired of all the targ!readers :(( maybe betrothed!reader with aemond having slight yandere tendencies? thank you babes <3333

a/n ahhh!! i totally understand the whole targ!reader, there is only so much incest i can take before i’m out. also, this is short and sweet <3.

warnings slight yandere tendencies, enabler!reader, kinda smut.

He wanted to know what it was like to press his callous hands against your skin, teeth against the flesh of your neck, to see you wither and cry out from underneath him. To hear your voice close to his ear, fingernails digging into the flesh of his skin, and legs wrapping around his waist. You were a dream, the only dream, that Aemond found himself wanting to come true.

The betrothal of you both had been announced at a feast held by his father, welcoming your family into theirs with a happy smile and hopes of a bright future for the betrotheds and your family’s house. Your family was a lowly house in Crownlands, and Aemond wasn’t too sure why his father approved of the betrothal that his mother was so vehemently against.

You were quite the spitfire when railed up, and since you hated the court so much, your annoyance was always at an all time high. Aemond had quickly grown tired of it, and decided that he would have to simply take you everywhere with him. It was obvious your interests didn’t lie with powdered words and false laughs, but with exploring the city and watching the tiltyard. Both something he could provide.

Aemond had always been aware of his tendencies and faults, and he doesn’t quite remember when his possessiveness began, just that one day, he saw Cole speaking with you and it awoke something within him. He wasn’t naïve enough to think Cole wanted anything from you, and it definitely stemmed from his own feelings against his mother’s loyal hound. He led the two of you out of the tiltyard only seconds later, and his eye glared at Cole the entire time.

He knew it was getting worse when Aegon made a comment about your hips and bosom, and that had been the first time Aemond had ever put a blade against his brother’s throat. The fallout of the entire situation left him banished to his apartments for the next fortnight, and his weapons confiscated by the orders of his father.

He knew, sitting in his rooms on the sixth night, that he had a problem. A problem that he wasn’t willing to fix. Just six days without seeing your face, hearing your voice, left him angered beyond belief. Why should he be punished when his brother made such comments about his betrothed, his wife to be? Aemond cared not if his mother wanted him alive and well in order to usurp their older sister’s claim.

On the seventh night, when the guards began their rotation, Aemond snuck out. Quick down the stairs, and through long and winding corridors to reach the Maidenvault. Finding your rooms was easy, and slipping pass the dozing guards was even easier. And at last, Aemond laid his eyes upon your sleeping form once more. He stalked across the room, a hand reaching out to shake you awake.

“Wha— Ah! Wait — Aemond?” You gasp, eyes widening at the sight of him. “It has yet been a fortnight, what is it you’re doing?”

“I had to see you again, ñuha perzys,” He whispered, lowering to sit on the edge of your bed. “I fear I cannot go so long without looking upon your beautiful face.”

You raise a brow, “Tis only a fortnight. And, for good reason! You nearly killed your brother and—”

“For you, perzys,” Aemond cut her off, eye widening into something deranged. “I would kill everyone if it meant looking upon your face, hearing your sweet voice,” He trailed off with a faraway look for a moment, not noticing your look of disbelief and slight fear.

“You cannot mean that,” You insist. “You have only known me for five moons.”

Aemond gave a soft look, so uncharacteristic on his usual stoic face. “You understand me, ñuha perzys. You see me for who I am. You do not balk at the sight of my eye. You defend me when no one else has. Be it five moons or five years, I will do everything in my power to see you. Burn the world, if I must.”

You open your mouth, closing it soon afterwards, at a lost for words. Then, then, you grace Aemond with smile that forced the sun to pale in comparison. You sit up properly, face to face with Aemond, and cup his cheeks with your hands. “If I wanted diamonds and gems?” You wonder.

“Then diamonds and gems you shall have,” He inched closer, allowing your hands to grip his and guide them underneath your silk smooth shift.

“If I wanted all the gold from all the Magisters of the Free Cities?” You pull yourself closer, lips close enough to touch his.

“The gold will be yours,” He murmured, lost in your eyes, lost in your silky voice and smooth flesh underneath his trailing fingertips. Your fingers guided his towards your wet cunt.

“What if I wanted the Iron Throne. Would you give it to me?” Your voice ended in a needy whimper, eyes resembling that of a doe’s, as if it were an innocent question. With no merit behind it.

“I’ll conquer the Seven Kingdoms as my ancestor had, and lay it beneath your feet, if you so much as ask for it,” He groaned when his fingers sank inside your dripping cunt, worship in his tone.

Your giggle turned into a moan, as he pushed you onto your back, fingers working in and out of your cunt. “I’ll hold —ah— you to that.”

[megistusdiary]

Heyyyyyy this is my first time sending anyone an ask I'm so excited lmao. Can you write brat tamer scaramouche plsplspls I need him. Preferably with gender neutral stuff but if you don't want to that's ok. Thank you ily <3333

wowowow i like this concept ♡♡. brat taming has been on my mind lately. also sorry i am answering asks out of order ;w; and welcome to my page!! if you ever wanna request more stuff, feel free ^^

warnings: mean-dom!scaramouche and sub!gender neutral anatomy/pronouns reader

brat taming, blowjob (scara receiving), penetration (sub!receiving), no foreplay (rip your hole), spanking, mentions of bondage, begging, degradation, dacryphilia, lots of cussing, scaramouche calls reader 'doll,' reader calls him 'sir'. condom usage 🤌

"oh, now you're fucking crying? how pathetic."

you sat on your knees in front of him, tears pooling in your eyes with your nose pressed to his abdomen. your hands rested atop his thighs, resisting the urge to dig your nails into the milky skin.

"move your hands. i don't remember telling you to touch me. if you can't keep them to yourself, i will chain them to the bedposts." scaramouche slapped one of your hands away before moving his own to the back of your head. he controlled your pace, moving you back and forth on his dick as he pleased. your fingers balled into fists at your sides, and you could hear groans from under his breath while he chased his high.

but, just before he came, he pulled himself away, yanking you backwards by your hair. you spluttered, wiping the spit and pre-cum away from your lips as you struggled to catch your breath.

"i'm considering just coming on your face and leaving your sorry ass here. you better start begging for me to fuck you." scaramouche stood up, towering over you from your position on the floor.

"please, sir. please, i'm sorry- it won't happen again. please, please, fuck me, sir." you cried out, falling forward on the carpet. he scoffed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"i don't know why i bother with humans. mortals are all so pathetic." he couldn't help the absolute rush he felt with only you. he could definitely deny it though. "get up."

you tried to stand on shaky legs, scaramouche aiding you by practically throwing you onto the bed. you opened your mouth to speak but were silenced by scaramouche leaning over you.

"you know what i want, doll. don't tell me you're this forgetful." he snapped, ego stroked as you moved to rest on all fours. you presented yourself to him so nicely, he almost considered rewarding you.

almost.

he landed a harsh spank on your ass, watching you grip the bedsheets tightly. scaramouche grinned as he felt heat begin to radiate from the skin. "how cute." he chuckled, slapping you again as you lurched forwards. gasps spilled from your lips along with pleas and cries of 'sir.'

"what do you want now?" scaramouche rolled his eyes as you pressed your face into the blankets. "are you sorry?"

you nodded rapidly, ass feeling hot and sore. he stroked the skin softly once before rearing back to deliver one last harsh smack. "well, that's too damn bad. you know what happens to stupid little humans who don't listen. you made me look like a fool in front of the other harbingers. you can give me your pitiful 'sorry's all you want. cry about it." he snapped, moving back to undress himself fully.

you heard the sound of ripping and bottles, feeling the blunt head of his cock against your entrance, spreading slick over the skin. even after all of the harsh treatment, you couldn't help but continue to be a brat. you wiggled your hips against him, feeling the tip slide over your hole before he smacked your ass again.

"looks like i was right." he gripped you by the hair, yanking your head up. he shoved his dick into you, forcing your back into an arch as he stretched you wide. scaramouche leaned over, resting his lips on the shell of your ear. "you better pray to your archons that you're able to walk tomorrow."

[mango-bango-bby]

Congratulations Mango!! Both for reaching 6k and adding a new fandom to your list! You're one of the best if not the best soft yandere creators that are out there- you mean a lot to us!! 💕💕

Seeing as you've started writing for Jujutsu Kaisen, I was wondering if I could request some yandere Nanami hcs! One of my best friends is a huge Nanami simp and because she's been getting into yanderes too I think this would be an awesome suprise 😍

(You don't have to write this by the way! A lot of fics must've been requested already, don't overwork yourself! Once again, congratulations! Love, anon <3333)

♡ Yandere Nanami Headcanons ♡

(A/N: Ahhhhhhh my first JJK fic!!! I’m so excited 🥰🥰🥰 I hope you like this!! I haven’t completely gotten used to writing the characters yet so hopefully this is alright!! Thank you so so much for your kind words 🥺🥺🥺and I really hope your friend enjoys it!!)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, kidnapping, stalking, toxic relationships, handcuffs, punishments

Summary: Good ol’ yandere!Nanami headcanons (Yandere!Nanami x GN!Reader)

Masterlist ➸ ♡

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♡ Yandere Type: Intelligent, Possesive, Lucid ♡

♡ Nanami is not exactly one who falls in love easily. He most definitely knows you for a bit before he begins falling for you. But once he falls, he  falls hard. He genuinely can’t think of anything else. Some how everything he does leads back to you. He can’t even sleep because he can only think about how nice it would be to have you lying next to him.

♡ Very logical. He understands that his more obsessive feelings for you aren’t healthy. However he doesn’t care. He also understands that his urge to threaten or even hurt people who hurt you is very wrong. But his urge to protect you overpowers those logical thoughts.

♡ He likes taking pictures of you, especially while stalking you. He has a small box of pictures of you he’s taken, he writes the date and time he took it on the back. All of them are candid shots. You eating, sleeping, changing, cleaning, everything. He just likes to look at them because you’re so beautiful.

♡ Nanami will confess to you and try to begin a ‘normal’ relationship with you. He knows if he does something drastic like kidnap you, you’ll be scared of him. And he doesn’t want that, he wants you to love him back. If you accept you two will start dating as normal as you can with him constantly wanting to confine you in his home. If you reject he will kidnap you.

♡ He will knock you out to kidnap you, he fears you will be hurt if you fight back against him. So he knocks you out with a crushed up pill in your food or drink. Then he simply carries you home. Handcuffs both your hands and legs to the bed so you won’t try to run away once you’re awake.

♡ Nanami really does understand why you’re scared of him. He stays by your side though, reassuring you that he won’t hurt you and he’s doing this because he loves you. Also respects your wishes, if you want him to leave you alone, he will (for a certain amount of time).

♡ Nanami will take you out of the cuffs for certain amounts of time. He doesn’t want your legs or arms to get to stiff. So he’ll take you out of the cuffs and let you walk around the room a little bit.

♡ He’s very good at cooking so you bet he’s making you your favorite foods! If you’re still handcuffed, he’ll even feed it to you so he doesn’t have to take them off of you. You do have to admit the food tastes very good.

♡ Surprisingly really likes cuddling. His favorite position is resting his head on your chest while you wrap your arms and legs around him. He finds it very relaxing. Just feeling your skin against his, listening to your breathing, and listening to your heartbeat.

♡ Nanami is very sweet but he’s not afraid to punish you. If you put yourself in danger (on purpose or not), if you try to hurt him or yourself, if you try to run away, or if you call out for help, you will be punished. And even if it hurts him to hear you cry, he knows it’s necessary.

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[atlanticum]

A rundown of my favorite “The Wicked King” moments<33333

• ‘It was good to be hugged. Even by a monster’.

• "I have heard that for mortals, the feeling of falling in love is very like the feeling of fear. Your heart beats fast. Your senses are heightened. You grow light-headed, maybe even dizzy”.

• “Watching my back is the perfect opportunity to stick a knife in it” I remind him.

• ‘I think of his horror at his own desire when I brought my mouth to his, the dagger in my hand, edge against his skin. The toe-curling corrosive pleasure of that kiss. It felt as though I was punishing him—punishing him and myself at the same time.’

• “You?” I shout “You shot Cardan” We love protective Jude;)

• “He could have died. You idiot, he could have died” AAAHAAHAH

• “Someone you trust has already betrayed you”.

• “And what made you decide it wasn’t?” (her) He grins up at me “They missed”.

• “Kiss me again” he says, drunk and foolish. “Kiss me until I am sick of it.” I DIEEEEEEED

• “If you’re the sickness, I suppose you can’t also be the cure”.

• Jude staring at Cardan while he sleeps<333

• “Is this really what you wanted? Him?” YES BITCH! THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT SHE WANTED. FUCKING STUPID MADOC.

• “The High King is very bad at romance” Well, Jude, you know better than any of us;) (OOOOHAAAAOOOH CAUGHT IN A BAD ROMANCE—“)

• The Bomb admitting to Jude she likes The Roach is so cute!!! They’re such besties<3

• Just Jude wanting to find a place Cardan be safer in<3333

• “I see you staring at him” Nicasia says. “Surely it’s not the High King himself you were gazing at”.

• When Taryn smiles after seeing Cardan’s clothes scattered on Jude’s room floor.

• Jude saying “No, no, absolutely not, do not do that” when Cardan suggests that he can seduce Taryn away from Locke.

• The way Jude randomly remembers how warmth of Cardan’s fingers against her skin felt good and thinking there’s something wrong with her, cause SHE WANTS WHAT SHE HATES.

• “I hate you” “Say it again”

• “Will you dance with me? For I find you every bit as beautiful as you find me” <3333

• Jude imagines her mouth on Cardan’s—

• The Bomb tells Jude about Cardan’s mother!

• CHAPTER 15

• “Should I touch her like this?” OH MY GOD

• But like the whole CHAPTER 15

• Jude threatening Locke:)

• Just the whole thing with Jude and Oak, how they see each other again, he tells her he missed her and she calls him “sweets” they’re so cute<333.

• When Heather asks Jude why she lives in Faerie if it’s how she described and Jude just replies “It’s home” I kind of immediately thought about Cardan at her words.

• “I did it for the same reason that you did. To get it out of my system.” "And is it?" he asks. "Out of your system?" “Yes” LIAR!

• When Jude’s spies tell her that Cardan spent the night alone without parties and stuff and she’s confused.

• “Yes, I shot myself with an arrow” :))

• ‘All I want to do is walk into his arms.’ Oh juuude.

• “Nice dress”.

• Kill him before he makes you love him.

• “Jude, are you afraid of me?” *screaming internally*

• Jude realising that it was Locke who attacked her.

• “Why?” “I served Prince Dain. Not you” THE BETRAYAL.

• “But you shot at him with a crossbow bolt. Of course he likes me better” GO OFF JUDE.

• ‘I hope Cardan misses me.’ CRYING.

• When Jude wonders what would have happened if she’d admitted he wasn’t out of her system.

• THE HIGH KING HAS MADE A BARGAIN TO GET HER BACK BITCHES.

• When Cardan tries to fight Jude off of him in bed, but realises it’s her and stops. Then his hand goes to her waist and instead of pushing her off, he pulls her into the bed with him;).

• “Crawl to me” JESUS CRIST CARDAN.

• Cardan sends someone for tea and food seeing Jude pale. So caring.

• “Yes, my sweet villain, my darling god.” AND THEN HE KISSES HER IN FRONT OF EVERYONE.

• “Marry me” he says “Become the Queen of Elfhame”. GOT ME MELTING.

• “Okay. I’ll do it. I’ll marry you”

• THE WHOLE VOW PART.

• ‘He kisses the scar of my palm.’ *dies from cuteness overload*

• They trade kisses in the darkness;)

• Cardan exiles Jude…