#Day 1136

[rankohoshino]

Played on: April 29th, 2023 (UTC-4:00)

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[ineffablefool]

well, there go 1100 of my gems

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Astronomy #Space #Espace #Astrometry

[imagocannibalversion]

Posting Hannibal related memes until they save Hannibal, day 1136.

[nicksbestie]

hii, I’ve never done a request before so sorry if this doesn’t make sense😭

Could you do a fic where the reader is dating Matt and is autistic and is having a bad sensory day, and like someone tries to hug them without asking and Matt gets really protective and yells at the person for making reader more overwhelmed?

Don't Touch Me - M. Sturniolo

Summary : Matt has always been the protective type, and that only doubles when he's with you.

Warnings : sensory issues, overwhelm, mentions of headaches

Word Count : 1136

Pairing : Matt Sturniolo/Reader (romantic)

A/N : this is written with a gender neutral neurodivergent reader! reminder that this account is a safe space and any hate, disrespect, or rudeness will be deleted and blocked.

You hated having sensory issues.

It caused the little things in life to be so much more than little, and a lot of it was uncontrollable or completely unpreventable. It really didn’t have any benefits for you, as you really struggled with doing a lot of anything outside of your house. Your room was specifically set up a certain way, the overhead light never really used, the temperature always set to a perfect spot, and soft, dim, fairy lights as well as some adjustable lamps decorated the walls. Matt made sure to reassure you about it every time he had to put on an extra layer because your room was kept cooler than the rest of the home. 

You were incredibly lucky to have such a loving boyfriend who was so understanding and patient when things went wrong. He always fought for you, because sometimes you couldn’t stand up for yourself. You struggled a lot with anxiety, and every now and then, Matt took on the protective role and made sure to be in your corner. It wasn’t often that he snapped at anyone, but if you were very clearly distressed and someone did something wrong, he definitely would catch an attitude with them. While you were curled up next to him, you thought about how exactly that had happened just hours prior. 

You had been on edge all day. You hadn’t slept well, causing you to have a headache, so even the gentle lighting in your room was aggravating it. Matt had noticed you wincing in pain and immediately shut them off, pulling you back into his arms and managing to convince you to go back to sleep. You’d slept for a little while longer, but eventually had gotten up and you had both made your way downstairs to eat something. Chris had made some stupid joke about Matt being awake before one in the afternoon, and they had laughed about it, which you didn’t want to admit hurt your head. 

Then, while you were eating a usually safe food for you, there had been some wrong texture in it that had made you gag, and had completely put you off of eating the rest of it. So, after not finishing all of your food, it obviously didn’t help your headache much. Matt tried to gently convince you to drink some water, but you hated the texture of it and didn’t drink very much. 

Throughout the day, your headache dissipated, but you encountered other things that caused other problems.

You and Matt had gone out, running errands, spending quality time with each other, and had eventually gone to go get ice cream. Unfortunately for you, you had forgotten your headphones, and it was just your bad luck that when you entered the shop, there was a child absolutely screaming at the top of their lungs. Matt noticed the way that your face scrunched up, trying to hide the fact that it was bothering you, and he quietly told you that he would order and you could sit at one of the little tables outside, if that helped. You nodded, leaving the shop and relaxing almost instantly once the noise was quieted. You found a small table in the warm sun, calming down and thinking that the day really was looking up. 

That was until the family with the screaming child sat down at the table next to you, and as you went to get up to go to a different one, you noticed they were all taken. You winced for what felt like the millionth time that day, hoping that Matt would come out with your ice cream soon. Luckily, he did, and he immediately noticed the kid at the table next to you. They were quieting down, but still making just enough noise to be incredibly annoying. He handed you the ice cream, offering for you and him to go walking, but you waved him off. As annoying as the kid was, they were being progressively quieter, and you’d rather just sit and eat for right now. 

Eventually they got up to leave, and the mom walked over to you both. Matt eyed her warily, not knowing what she wanted. You had your back to her, but turned slightly to hear her when she began to speak. 

“I’m sorry about my kid being so loud, I know it can be frustrating.” 

You didn’t feel like speaking, the thought of trying to form words through how frustrated you had been all day was exhausting, so Matt spoke for you.

“It’s okay, we understand.” 

Both you and Matt assumed she was going to leave now, so you turned back to facing Matt, your back subsequently facing her. But what she did next was completely unpredicted, and completely worsened your day. The woman decided to hug you from behind, and the second you felt arms wrap around you that weren’t the familiar comfort of your boyfriend, you snapped. You twisted out of her grip, standing up and moving a step away from the table so that she couldn’t reach for you again, frustrated tears filling your eyes.

“Don’t touch me!” 

Matt was off of his seat in an instant, standing next to you, offering you his hand to hold, ice cream forgotten on the table. The woman looked completely taken aback, crossing her arms over her chest with an indignant look on her face.

“Well you don’t have to be so rude.” 

You couldn’t even find the words to say to her, though you had many rushing through your mind, and upon your shocked silence, Matt took his opportunity.

“Don’t be so rude? You wanna fucking talk about rude? You just came up and put your hands on a complete stranger, and on top of that didn’t even ask if you could. Their reaction was completely valid, and you are the rude one here. Letting the fact that your kid was screaming their head off slide, regardless of if you’re apologizing or not, you don’t just grab someone. Especially someone you don’t know. Go take your kid home and leave us alone.” 

The woman looked completely stunned by Matt’s outburst, and stalked off. He turned towards you, sitting you back down next to him, and quietly asking with his gaze if he could wrap an arm around you. You let him, letting out a deep sigh and reaching for your ice cream again, eating it while comfortably sitting against your lover. He could tell you no longer wanted to be in public, so he immediately drove you both home. 

Looking over at your boyfriend who was scrolling on his phone, arm still wrapped around your shoulders as you both laid in his bed, you felt so incredibly lucky to have such an amazing person in your life.

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[birbwell]

New Year's Day, 1136

last piece of the year. i wanted to flip the imagery of Jesus being greeted with palm fronds upon entry to Jerusalem. Philip being unwelcome & a sort of harbinger of not victory but doom for Kingsbridge. waves hand

philip closeup o7

[bump1nthen1ght]

A Very Monstrous Kinktober: Day 24 (Sex Toys)

Kink: Sex Toys

Pairing: Male!Minotaur x Male!Reader

Other Kinks: Mutual Masturbation

Warnings: N/A

Word Count: 1136 words

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“It’s silicone, actually.” You squirt some lube into your palm, rubbing it into the hole of your fleshlight. “Medical grade, I’m pretty sure. That way it doesn’t react with your skin.”

“Humans are so inventive.” Marinos coos, inserting two fingers into the hole. A cute blush runs across his cheeks, but it seems his scientific curiosity has peaked more than anything. “Trying to simulate love-making, it’s very daring.”

The toy is small in Marinos hands, even though you bought the extra large. You had needed the specific measurements of his cock to order it, doubting the average fleshlight could take him whole. Still, it seems like a child's toy in his hands, especially with the way he examines it, poking and prodding.

It’s adorable, the fascination he has for human science, for human inventions. You’d have never guessed when you entered his labyrinth that the “beast” who guarded it would be so understanding, so curious. But you guess spending years trapped in a labyrinth with only books as company would do that to you.

“Well,” You dance your fingers down Marinos’ chest, delighting in the way he shivers at the contact, “You know what they say.” Marinos drifts his focus from the toy to your wandering hand, exhaling loudly when you slip under his loincloth, “Necessity is the mother of invention.”

Your fingers barely wrap around Marinos shaft, only half-hard yet massive in both girth and length. The toy is all but forgotten, your slick palm softly stroking up and down, rubbing a thumb across the bottom of his head.

You may be ready one day to take him inside you, with a little magical help and lots of practice, but for now, you're happy just to feel pleasure alongside him.

Marinos’ cock slips out between his loincloth, fully erect and weeping precum. His hands dig into the sheets, eyes blown wide watching your small hand jerk him off. There's a low whine in his chest when you detach, the whites of his eyes growing wide when you grab the toy and press it into his palms. With a wink, you fish your own cock out of your boxers, grabbing your personal fleshlight and giving yourself some quick jerks.

“C’mon, big boy. I wanna watch.”

Marinos nods, buzzing with excitement, panting as he watches you sheath yourself in your toy. You throw your head back into the pillows, biting your lip as the warmth of the silicone wraps around your cock.

With shaky, excited hands Marinos grabs his toy, freshly lubed up and lines his cock head. His throat bobs as he presses the fake lips to his head, a shuddering moan coming out between his teeth.

“By the gods.” Marinos pants, pushing the toy down and finally entering its embrace. His hips unconsciously jerk, desperate for more. “This is-”

“Good, huh?” You like your lips, pushing the toy down to your base, then dragging it up to your head. Lube and precum leave sticky tracks across your shaft. From a glance you can tell Marinos isn’t even halfway down yet, savoring in the unfamiliar, his legs shaking.

“Y-yes, its-” Marinos sighs again, watching his own cock be swallowed up by the fleshlight, “-it’s fantastic.”

You lean into Marinos sides, beginning to move the toy faster up and down your cock. It's nice, but watching Marinos stokes the fire in your belly harder; His whimpers and moans as he finally sinks into the base are pure erotica.

“You can move it, y’know.” You chuckle, playfully nudging your shoulder against Marinos. Your toy makes sticky sounds, thwapping against your balls. “Unless you're more of a cockwarming kind of guy. Guess this is how you’d find that out.”

That does get a laugh from Marinos, all baritone, even when broken up by his heavy breaths.

“I k-know-” Marinos pants, slowly lifting the toy up his cock, “But if this were you, I’d have to stay still. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Your heart swells; Gods, how cruel was it that such a sweet creature was kept locked up all these years? Marinos was much too good for those royals anyway.

“You lean up, surprising Marinos with a kiss. He meets it with his usual softness, not domineering or belligerent. Just..himself.

He’s pulled the fleshlight up to the tip, copying you and shoving it back down in one quick thrust. He shudders into your kiss, hips jerking upwards.

“If you want-” You mutter into his lips, “I could play with yours and you could play with mine.”

“Yes.” Marinos pants. “L-lets do that.”

You nod, detaching from the kiss, throwing your hand over Marinos’ waist and grabbing the toy. His palm gently wraps around yours, once again reminding you just how much bigger Marinos is than you. Your cock throbs.

You both start off gentle, trying to test each other's boundaries. But Marinos is quick to meet your gentle strokes, throwing his hips into the fleshlight, making the toy shudder. Encourage, you move it a bit faster, hearing Marinos heavy balls hit the toy.

He picks up speed as well, and your hips begin to move on their own. Your cock is aching from your prior teasing, only spurred on by Marinos harmonic moans and the way he fucks the toy. It conjures up images of how he could fuck you one day. The first time would be gentle, lots of lube and patience, most likely doggy. He’d ease into you, keeping his cock warm for a couple minutes, then gently snap into your backside. With his long arms, he could probably lean over and jerk you off at the same time.

But once you were ready, would he bounce you on his cock like this, grabbing you by the hips and using you like a cocksleeve? Leave you breathless as he fucks you open, balls hitting your ass, filling you with cum?

Your toy leaks lube and precum, your balls beginning to tighten as those fantasies nearly send you over the edge.

“I’m gonna cum.” Marinos grunts, his cock twitching enough to nearly shake the toy out of your grunts. “I'm so close.”

“Me too.” You pant, drool pooling in your mouth. You both speed up your pace, fisting the toys like desperate teenagers, more instinct than conscious thought. Marinos breathes through his nose, shaking his nose ring, and digs his hooves into the bed.

“Shit! Cumming!”

“Aaa-ah!~” You quickly release into the toy as you watch Marinos cum fills his to the brim. Streams of it spurt off the side, covering his thighs and your hand.

You both fall back into the bed, soft cocks still nestled in your toys. MArinos leans over and kisses your cheek.

“Thank you, love.”

[christinariccidaily]

Day 1136

And this is the lesson. That Force does not belong to the Jedi. To say that if the Jedi die, the light dies, is vanity. Can you feel that?

[katnisspeetaprim]

Late Night Talking

Jungkook/Reader

Summary; Fluff loosely based on the drunk live he did the other day cuz he killed us all with it.

Warnings; established relationships, fluff, swearing, drinking/alcohol, female reader, implied sexual content, (nothing happens) use of noona.

Word count;1136 Masterlist

Jungkook had randomly decided that he wanted to go live...At 2AM, why? You had no idea. He was even doing it without permission, which did make you a little concerned but, what could they really do to punish him at this point?

You didn’t really understand why the live couldn’t have waited till tomorrow, i’s not like he wouldn’t have had time but whatever, plus you were a night owl so you didn’t mind waiting up for him. Not that you had much of a choice either way, considering he had taken over the bedroom.

You were currently sat in the room adjacent to the bedroom, just mindlessly scrolling on your phone as Bam lay next to you. You could hear Jungkook talking and even singing from the next room, you cringed at how loud he got at some points. Hopefully the walls were thick enough so that your neighbours couldn’t hear you. He had been live for over an hour at this point, putting the time at not long past 3AM.

You decided to change tabs on your pone to check up and see what he was actually doing.

‘I have Y/N’s initials in a little heart on my inner arm.’ His tired voice flowed from your phone as he showed his arm. He was showing his tattoos off. This would make ARMY go crazy, you silently chuckled at the thought of them getting what they had been asking for since he first started getting tattooed.

‘Y/N has JK on her for me.’ Your ears perked up at the mention of your name, ‘She also has a little cookie that she got years ago. She’s kinda embarrassed about it.’ He laughed at the last part. Your face heated up as you noticed his chat suddenly speed up after he exposed your secret tattoo.

You groaned as you closed out the app, leaning over to cuddle up to Bam, ‘I’m going to kill your dad.’

Truth is, you were a little embarrassed by the small cookie tattoo on your ribs. You got it not long after you started dating, being the result of a drunken night spent together. Luckily, the two of you had managed to stay together since then, not that it was a difficult task by any means.

Just under an hour had passed since you checked in on him, until you noticed your twitter notifications going more crazy than usual.

‘What the-‘ You were kind of scared to look honestly. Usually when twitter went off like this it wasn’t due to something good, but your face lit up with amusement when you realised what was happening.

(Ignore the time on the tweets)

You had a wide smile on your face as you got up to check on him once gain, Bam not hesitating to follow closely behind you.

‘Kook?’ You slowly pushed the bedroom door open.

‘Ah noona...’ He looked up at you with wide eyes, almost as if he had forgotten you were here. Yeah. He was drunk, you thought to yourself.

‘You ok? You’ve been live for quite a while now.’ You smile at him as you moved closer, Bam way ahead of you, already nestling up against Jungkook who started to scratch his head.

He reached his hand out to grasp your and pull you forward.

‘Come say hi to ARMY.’ Your eyes widened as you realised he wanted you to appear on camera. You swiftly anchored yourself to the floor, not allowing him to move you anymore.

‘Boy it’s pat 4AM! You’re insane if you think I’m getting on camera looking like this!’ You were currently sporting one of Jungkooks oversized t-shirts, using it as a nightgown as it came to your mid thigh, with only your panties underneath, hair pulled into a messy ponytail and face bare. If he were sober, he wouldn’t be so careless to try and get you on camera in your current state of undress, but obviously his judgement was a little clouded right now.

‘You always look beautiful to me though...’ His face dropped slightly at your rejection as yours also softened. Feeling bad, you reached forward and pulled him up by his arm so his face was out of camera view, before leaning in and placing a soft kiss to his lips. As you pulled back, you pushed some of his fluffy hair out of his face before moving to rest your hand on his cheek, him leaning into your touch.

‘I’m gonna lay down in bed, why don’t you come join me soon?’ You tried your best to speak softly to him, in a effort to not be heard by his live stream, but with a quick glance at the screen as you fully pulled away, it confirmed to you that yes, they had in fact heard you.

JUNGKOOK!

Kookie is gonna get some OMG!

Don’t leave us Kook L

Y/N IS A MASSIVE SLUT!

Are we cockblocking JK right now?

OMG guys I cant.....

And so on. You get the picture.

You couldn’t help but laugh as around 10 million people now knew that Jungkook would be getting lucky when he got off live.

He flopped back down in view of the camera, cheeks tinted red with blush at the flood of messages coming in about his sex life.

‘Anyway...’ Jungkook trailed off, trying to change the subject as he once again lay down on his arms, reading the chat.

You laugh to yourself again at how cruel you were to him, but could you push it further?

Before crawling onto the bed you turned back to look at him, causing his eyes to flick up to you. Smirking, you began to slowly lift his shirt from your body and over your head, revealing your naked form to him, with only your lower region covered by a thin pair of panties. You then turned away before laying down on the bed, facing away from him on your front as you played with your phone, just to tease him a little more.

His eyes widened and he sat up a little as he took you in. If he were sober he would have been able to hide his reaction better, alas he was not so now, he was faced with millions of people in his chat, basically demanding to know what he was looking at. He now had to find a way to quickly end the live stream without seeming too suspicious, but that ship had already sailed, as a quick check on twitter revealed to you that #KookieGetsLucky is already trending. You bit your lip as you tried to conceal your laughter.

If he wasn’t already in trouble with the company, then he for sure would be now and it was all your fault. Oh well, worth it.

[bellabean24]

I’ve never requested anything before so I hope I’m doing it right. Could you please do #18 for zoro and sanji? Sfw or nsfw, either is fine. Please and thank you I’m so excited 🙏❤️

Their Love Language

A/N: Thank you guys for 300 followers love y’all ♥️

Sanji x Gn!reader and Zoro x Gn!reader

Word Count:1136

Prompt 18

Warnings: SFW & NSFW, PDA, Fem body mentioned and mentions of him being pussydrunk, food mention, pet name: Sweetheart, My Love, cunnilingus, overstimulation(Sanji), mention of being drunk, reader is kinda a book worm, pet name: Pretty, Baby, slight orgasm control, hair pulling, ass slaps, slight breeding kink, tiny little praise kink(Zoro)

Headcanon Prompt List | One Piece Masterlist

SFW

I think its pretty noticeable that Sanji's love language is both Physical touch and Acts of service 

Sanji is very touchy loves PDA loves the idea that he can touch you and that you will except his touches 

When you first started dating Sanji was very hesitant about his touches always asking if you were comfortable then over the months he would just brush his hand against your arm, sly touches on your back, leaving chastes kisses on you cheek 

Sanji also likes having you in the kitchen with him when he is cooking meals for the crew

He has you sitting on the counter, spoon feeding you anytime he wants you to try something 

It's mid afternoon, you and Sanji are in the Kitchen as he prepares lunch, every now and then Sanji would bring the spoon up to your lips asking you how it tastes. “Taste good, sweetheart?” taking the spoon into your mouth moaning as the warm food hits your tongue, “Tastes amazing Sanji.” 

Now we all know that Sanji loves cooking but what he loves even more is just cooking for you

You're not feeling well? Don’t worry Sanji is running to the kitchen to make you soup. You wanna have a day out with him? He is packing a picnic basket if you’re docked on an island. If not he would have a picnic date with you in the aquarium on the Sunny

There are times when you forget that you need to do your laundry, and when you go to grab it you find already done and folded in the basket with a note on top “Seen you needed your laundry done so I did it for you- Love Sanji ♡”

You had made the decision to be lazy today, it's probably around 9 in the morning, you have been woken up by a knock on your door. “Y/N my love, I have you breakfast for you.” telling him to come in, Sanji walks in with a plate of french toast and fruit with a side of coffee. “I’ll be back later with your lunch, sleepyhead” he tells you as he places the breakfast table on your bedside, and leaving a kiss on your forehead he walks back out of the room

NSFW. 

Sanji also puts your pleasure over his 

He could and does spend hours eating you out 

Sanji likes having you in the missionary position or in the lotus flower position he just really likes being close to you

There are times that you want to give Sanji head but he would only allow you to if you're in the 69 position only because he wants to please you as well 

Sanji has been in between your legs for an hour now making you cum more than 3 times. Your juices are dripping down his face, “Sanji.. Please I’m too sensitive” you try to plead to him but he doesn’t listen he’s too pussydrunk to even hear you. The only noise Sanji hears is the sound of him slurping your juices and  his fingers going in and out of your wet cunt. “You taste so good Y/N, I can stay here all day”   

Zoro  

SFW

Zoro’s love language believe it or not is also physical touch and quality time 

Zoro likes having you in crows nest with him as he works out 

He also likes laying his head on your lap as he takes a nap but not in front of anyone it as to be in the comfort of your room or in the crows nest 

Zoro also likes when you both are just sitting in silence together 

You're sitting in the corner of the crows nest up against the wall reading a book as Zoro works out, the silence between you two is so comforting that you don’t realize you are nodding off. Before you know it you are slumped against the wall book laying on your side. Zoro sees you asleep, stopping his workout he decides to lay with you, he gently moves your head to lay on his shoulder, giving your forehead a kiss. Zoro lays his head on top of yours and lets sleep over take his body. 

Now Zoro is not big on PDA he think that his affection towards you should only be shown in private 

Zoro loves (but would never admit it) to be the small spoon like on days where his muscles are sore and he's getting ready for bed all he wants is to be held by you, He won't tell you directly but you know when he wants it cause he would be extra clingy and kiss your neck till you get the point  

He also likes when you're both at an island and you want to explore, you’ll grab his hand dragging him from shop to shop hands still entwined together

Zoro likes when you give him massages

He also gets very touchy in public only if he is drunk off his ass

You just finished up the book you've been reading when Zoro walks into your room, slugging towards the bed before he collapses in the spot next to you,  face in the pillow arms under it.  “Zoro, do you want a massage?” you ask slowly, getting up to sit on his lower half. “Please Y/N.”

NSFW

Now Zoro likes giving backshots he fucking loves doggystyle 

Zoro not someone that his soft when yall are having sex he also likes when you finish first then at the same time 

He would pull your hair, slap your ass 

Zoro also likes the cowgirl position he likes being able to watch you struggle to take him all and he likes that he can pull you down by you neck for a kiss

Zoro really loves when yall fuck because it feeds his quality time love language 

You are currently on all fours as Zoro pounds his thick cock into your wet hole. Feeling the tip of his cock brush against that sweet spot, “Zoro, I’m gonna cum” you moan out as his hand comes down to meet your ass in a hard slap “Not yet, hold it in for me, pretty.” Zoro’s thrust starts to pick up, you squeeze his cock from the sudden change of pace, Zoro grabs a fist full of your hair bringing you up to his chest. “You wanna cum baby? Hm? Then cum for me.” Once you hear him give you permission to cum you finish with your body shaking as Zoro cums deep inside your hole. He gives your ass one more slap before pulling out and watching cum leak out your abused hole, “You did so good for me baby” he gives your forehead kiss as he sets your body back down on the bed.  

© Bella 2023

[earlycuntsets]

THE ROCK World's finest headed to the Gibson Amphitheatre in Los Angeles on December 9 and 10 for a pre-Christmas mince pie and glass of eggnog in aid of the KROQ's Almost Acoustic Christmas festival. It wasn't all kicking back and enjoying the festive merriment though, as Foo Fighters - who headlined both nights-AFI, My Chemical Romance, Panic! At The Disco, Fall Out Boy, Incubus, Papa Roach, Evanescence, Wolfmother and Saosin were all there to rock the Santa hats off the sold-out crowd.

Also on the bill were former Blink 182 members Mark Hoppus and Travis Barker with their band +44, and their former bandmate Tom DeLonge, who was with his AVA posse. Unfortunately, the season of good will to all men didn't inspire a kiss and make up session between the former friends. In fact, the two bands, who were playing on different days, made sure that they didn't cross paths at all. Come on guys, where's your Christmas spirit?

photo captions:

Two's company: Mark Hoppus and Travis Barker stick together

"Shall I have another mince pie? Oh go on, then…" - Amy Lee

Smash 'n' grab: Billy Corgan (middle) joins MCR's Black Parade"

Photos: Lisa Johnson, Wirelmage/FilmMagic 12/09/2006 kroq almost acoustic christmas

2006 kerrang #1136

[hearted-anon]

lee seungmin ler changbin i begggg

maybe smth like skz preparing for ATE and seungmin is js being an ass during dance practice so changbin gets him good for it😞

feel free to change the whole prompt if u want!!

Enough is enough!

Words: 1136

Note: seungbin

T/w: rough tickles

Lee: Seungmin

Ler: Changbin

Changbin groaned dramatically as he felt a certain puppy lay himself on the rapper, choking out a gasp when the weight shifted as if someone had jumped onto him. Seungmin was in quite the happy mood, much to Changbin’s dismay. He wondered where the younger got all that energy from, seeing how their schedules were as tight as a rope on their neck with upcoming songs to film, most of the members having already run out of energy and snoring themselves away.

“Seungmin…not now…” Changbin whined, muttering curses under his breath tiredly before resting his head on his hands; he could not deal with the puppy’s shenanigans right now. Almost oblivious to the growing frustrations of the rapper, Seungmin continued to toy around with his dear hyung, poking around at his cheeks or flinging around his limbs in random positions, you name it, he’s probably already done it way before you even thought of the idea.

“Do you not love me hyung~?” Seungmin wailed, tugging on the sleeve of Changbin’s shirt, and that was just about the last straw he had for the day. Not wanting to scare his dongsaeng away, his mind racked of thoughts to put the vocalist in his place, mind coming up with all sorts of evil ideas that will ensure that he could finally get a goodnight’s rest without being disturbed constantly.

Tackling the younger, it was more than evident that he wasn’t expecting the rapper to even have thought of a retaliation to his annoying actions; going down with a war cry as they tumbled around on the carpeted floor. Sounds of wood creaking and floors squeaking ran throughout the empty room, the chase of a real life reenactment of Tom and Jerry happening right at the scenes. Eventually, Changbin came out victorious, a fight with the strongest member of Stray Kids would never be fair, lest you were called Bangchan.

“You are so going to pay for interrupting my sleep.” The older threatened lowly, pressing his arm down onto the squirming puppy’s back to ensure he was going to stay, even if he didn’t want it. Seungmin whimpered under him, before deflating like a popped balloon and laying on the ground in defeat; he’d rather suffer whatever Changbin had in store than get any of the other members involved, knowing that their dear Binnie had a soft spot for not hurting others.

“B-But I- Hehehey!” Seungmin’s pleas were cut off by a loud shriek when fingers squeezed around his sides, turning into bubbly, and low giggles instead. No matter how much he tried to tear off the producer’s fingers that were glued onto the sensitive skin, his vulnerable position of laying on his stomach prevented that; Binnie didn’t even have to use much strength to keep his fingers going in a steady rhythm.

“What? I said I’d get my revenge, did I not?” Changbin hummed, it wasn’t often he was this sadistic, it made his heart twist in terms of principles whenever he did so, but when it came to Seungmin? Morals had never mattered to him in the first place. Wiggling his soft but steadfast fingers over the vocalist’s sides, he continued to hum a familiar tune, wondering where else he could go next to prolong his ‘punishment’. Going to bad spots would make it end too fast, he wanted- needed his time to enjoy this.

“Stahahahp it- NOHO! Y-Yohohou idiohohot!” Seungmin barked out when the rapper’s fingers hit his ribs, squeezing his fingers in between to scratch at the flesh in the bones. It earned quite a loud protest, Changbin’s eyebrows furrowing at the puppy calling him an ‘idiot’. How did he still have the guts to insult him whilst being punished?! He knew that he was known to be softest but was he that soft? Frowning, he decided to up his game, flipping Seungmin over to face him at last.

“Excuse me? What did you call me?” Binnie raised an eyebrow, sending a fearful shiver down Minnie’s spine. He squirmed under his gaze, not used to the stern glare that he was being given right here, right now. It only heightened when his shirt was teasingly lifted up, exposing his pale and taut tummy to the cold air. Seeing the frightened look in the younger’s eyes, he couldn’t help but soften like a melted marshmallow, his gaze once stern now a smile.

“Um…an idiot?” Seungmin whimpered, hesitating even more when he saw that look in Changbin’s eyes, which looked more mischievous than anything he would ever call friendly.

Without warning, Changbin dove his head down with a deep breath before blowing the longest, and probably noisiest raspberry he could right on top of the vocalist’s belly button, earning an even louder scream in return. Cackles erupted from the younger, low but high pitched whenever he would hiccup between his hysterics.

“HYUHUHUNG! I-I’M SOHOHOHORRY!” It wasn’t often that the puppy would even beg, or apologise for that matter, which sent a wave of happiness through Changbin. Unfortunately for him, it just egged the rapper on more, shrieking when another raspberry was blown onto his stomach. His pleas were met with silence, the producer simply basking in the mess he was making of Seungmin, maybe he shouldn’t be so soft anymore.

“P-PLEAHAHA- NOHOHO!” Seungmin cried out when fingers found their way to the sides of his belly, grabbing the thin strips of flesh before kneading harshly. He could’ve sworn he never felt so ticklish from one singular person, his neck and ears taking on a beautiful shade of red. His head tossed back in ticklish agony, stamping his feet onto the ground to attempt to relieve the sensations while his hands pushed hard at Changbin’s head; it didn’t work.

“NOHOHO MORE!!” The vocalist pleaded after another bout of silence and another messy raspberry hit his navel, fingers refusing to let up on the sensitive strip of skin. Tears of mirth began to well up in his eyes, losing any sort of strength he had to continue fighting against the shorter. Noticing how desperate he seemed to be, Changbin gave him the relief of stopping, wiping the tears gently compared to his ruthless attack mere seconds beforehand.

“Learnt your lesson?” The rapper snickered, earning a squeak of agreement from below him when he ghosted his fingers over the younger’s waist again as a warning. Grabbing him up, he tossed Seungmin right into his arms, snuggling up to his free puppy plushie as he inhaled the mint scent of his shampoo; he’d have to borrow it sometime. Their eyes slowly began to lid, snores quickly filling the room as they succumbed to their sleepy fate.

The next morning it was heard that the dwaekki walked out with a red face, Seungmin having the same smug smile plastered on his face.

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Don’t Blame Me ~ Rafe Cameron x Reader (Mafia/Mob Au/ Areanged Marriage)

Part 3

Hi!! This is my first ever fanfic, I hope whoever reads it likes it 🫶

Warnings: asshole as shit rafe, a little implication to sex

Word count: 1136

I’m so so sorry everybody, I know I said smut this chapter but I’ve decided to make the whole next chapter smut. Again I’m so sorry pookies 🫶 but be be ready because chapter 4 is wow, just wow 😏

Part 2

not my gif, creds to the owner!!

I sit up off the floor and sigh, wiping my eyes and standing up. I open the door and look around, when I don’t see Rafe I leave my room and walk down the stairs, back to the library. I knock on the door this time, an older woman opens the door, “What do you want?” I pinch my eyebrows together at her tome but brush it off, “I came in this morning but there was a meeting so I thought I would knock before I came in this time.” I smile trying to lighten the tension but she just rolls her eyes and let’s me in, “Just be quiet.” I nod and walk over to a shelf in the corner and look at the books, I grab Pride and Prejudice. A book I’ve read I don’t even know how many times and smile finding comfort in something I know for the first time since I got to this house. I thank the lady and leave, not knowing where to go but not staying in there with her cruel eyes staring at me.

I remember wanting to explore the garden the night before and decide that that’s what I’ll do. I find a door that leads outside and walk for a little while, looking at the beautiful scenery. I find a little swinging bench and sit opening my book. For the first time since I got here I feel at peace, I feel comfortable and happy. I read for hours, basking in the sun and enjoying Jane Austen’s amazing writing. It becomes sun down too soon and I get up knowing I can’t stay here forever, I make the trek back to the house and compose myself before walking in. I head to my room to put my back there so I can finish it later and see Rafe, standing at the top of the stairs, “Hi,” I say as neutrally as possible, not sure if he will shoot me or ignore me. He walks down the stairs slowly, looking at me the whole time, “Hello,” his voice is friendly but his eyes tell a different story, “How was your day Princess?” He reaches where I’m standing at the bottom of the stairs and smiles at me cruelly. I look at him wondering why he’s being any type of nice but brush it off, “It was good, I read a lot. I’m really hungry too.” I laugh a little, Rafe’s face remains unamused, “Then you shouldn’t have wasted so much time reading, huh?” I nod but stay quiet, not wanting to make him angry. Rafe’s face lightens up, “You know what? I’ve got something for you to eat.” I look at him skeptical but nod, “Ok.”

He flicks his hand to follow and I do, too hungry to question anything. I follow behind him, looking around at the amazing house. He opens a swinging door and I realize it’s a kitchen, “You can eat my leftovers Princess,” he says it like it’s charity. I give him an angry look, done acting so nice tonight, “I’m not eating your leftovers Rafe. That’s gross.” He shrugs and laughs at my discomfort, “Then don’t eat, starve and see if I care.” I roll my eyes and walk out of the kitchen, not rolling over and eating his fucking leftovers. I walk back out to the garden, it seeming to be the only good thing in this house. I go back to my bench and fall asleep in the cool summer breeze and swinging my bench like a crib.

I wake up an hour later and jump, Rafe standing over me, an angry expression on his face, “I- Hey Rafe.” His fist clenches, and his nose twitches, “What are you doing out here Y/n?” I look at him, surprised, that he gives a shit. I sit up and yawn, “Must’ve been wicked tired,” I laugh a little, trying to brush it off. He scoffs, “Was that a joke?”, he looks at me disgusted, “It wasn’t funny.” I sigh and stand up, looking at him pleadingly, “What do you want from rafe? What does this do for you, how does this benefit you?”, I look at him, begging him to tell me why he’s such an ass. “I don’t need to explain myself to you, you’re my wife and you’ll take what I tell you to take. Do you understand?” I look at him, confused, “No I don’t understand Rafe! Technically I’m your wife, and neither of us had a choice in this, so why don’t you just treat me like your wife! Act like you love me and I’ll act like I love you, because there’s nothing we can do about this.” I look at him with tears in my eyes, needing him to say yes, but all he does is smile at me, “You don’t get to be treated like my wife, I don’t want you near me, I’m not your friend, I’m not your husband, and I won’t treat you differently.” I nod, “Ok.” My nod seems to soften him a little and smiles at my nod, “If you had understood that earlier then we wouldn’t be having this problem.” I look at him, unsettled at this whole conversation. I realize that he could make my life even worse so I sigh and ask, “How do you want me to act Rafe?” He sighs and shakes his head, “Just be quiet and don’t cross me, ok?”, he smiles down at me, “Is that simple enough for you Princess?”

I stand there in silence for minutes, thinking of how to fix this and I come to my conclusion, “There must be a way I can make this good for you. I can make it good rafe please. I’ll be good and I’ll do good.” He smiles at my plea and a coldness trickles into his voice again, “What the fuck would you do, make this good for me?” He smirks at me, thinking I would never offer anything of me, “Please Rafe. I’ll do anything.” I grab his hand and look at him, begging. He stares at me for what feels like forever before nodding, “Anything?”, he raises his eyebrow, “Anything to make me happy?” My eyes light up at him, “Yes, I would Rafe.” He nods his head and takes my hand, bringing me inside.

I follow, or moreover am dragged, behind him. I look at the back of his head wondering where he’s taking me, when he reaches the stairs I know and I stop. He stops in front of me and turns around slowly, “Thought you said anything Princess?” I look at him stunned, and then remember that I practically told him that I’d have sex with him to make him happy. Great, nice one.

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A special moment

Summary: Short cute drabbles (?) about spending time with the Lads boys.

Starring: Rafayel, Xavier, Zayn (from love and deepspace)

Genre: Romance, fluff

Warnings: none

Author’s note: Can you tell who's my favourite? Comment your guess, I'd like to see if I did well at writing them all equally without bias. (Ignore the fact that theres one visibly shorter than the rest, that’s because of writer’s block🧍‍♀️). Comments and reblogs will be greatly appreciated!

Word count: 1136

- Zayn -

“Zayn, come on.”

The man in question did not budge, and soon your attempt at paying him back for his kindness failed again. It had been one month since he assisted you with creating a presentation for a hunter’s guild workshop hosted with the intention of getting more people interested in becoming hunters, and your section would not have gone well if it weren’t for the help of your amazing physician.

Not only did he keep your health in check, so you were alive and breathing for the presentation, but he assisted you with gathering a lot of information- there was a number of other necessities you would have struggled to get because of your fear of social situations, if it were not for him.

Zayn was your hero.

You owed him your life, and you told him as such but he called you dramatic. The audacity.

“Zayn!” You yelled after him as he was already outside his office door. When did he start walking away?

He ignored you but this did not deter you. You rushed to catch up to him just outside his office and you had spread your arms to block his way forward. He sighed.

“There is no need for you to ‘make things up’ to me. I have already expressed this to you.”

“But you saved my life!?”

“I’m your doctor, is it not my job?” He spoke dryly.

“I’m not giving in.” You mimicked his dry tone, locking your eyes to his with determination. He pursed his lips before his shoulders slumped.

“Fine.”

Your eyes brightened, “I’d like to treat you at a local cafe.”

“…Fine.”

Your smile widened. “Like right now.”

“Isn’t it a bit….” He began, probably wanting to point out the fact that it was nearly 9pm but you did not relent.

“Fine.”

You laughed in victory. To think it took you ONE MONTH to get this stubborn man to agree to this. One. Month.

But it was worth every second you spent with Zayne at the local cafe that night, a night- like many others- you would find hard to forget.

(No you didn’t do the dirty, idk why it came off like that.)

- Rafayel -

The waves crashed onto the beach and receded with the sand that was previously trapped between your toes. The surface of the ocean shimmered under the late afternoon sun and reflected the varying orange and yellows scattered across the sky.

“It’ll be sunset soon.” Rafayel’s words snapped you out of your trance and you turned to look at him as he fiddled with his camera. You hummed in acknowledgment before looking at the view once again.

Your companion scoffed, “Seriously? You can see me struggling with the camera and you decide the sunset - which, mind you, happens every single day right outside your doorstep- is more important?”

You sighed and turned to address him but he was already walking away with his hands crossed in front of his chest. At that moment, an idea flashed in your mind and you had no intention of stopping your train of thought.

“Rafayel, wait!” You called out to him as you followed him away from the sight of the now approaching sunset. As you expected, he ignored you and walked faster which encouraged you to run after him and when you neared him, you only increased your speed so you could run into him and tumble onto the ground together.

You rolled onto your back laughing, and Rafayel grumbled to himself as he sat up before glaring at you. “Now I have sand in my hair.” He stated accusingly.

“So do I.” You smiled at him.

At your beaming expression, Rafayel could only sigh, his gaze shifting to the distance and away from you- perfectly hiding the smile that teased his own lips. You looked at the sky, various colours dancing before your eyes.

“Come on,” Rafayel began, taking your wrist and pulling you to your feet and toward the sea.”We have sunset reference photos to take.”

Your lips thinned. “Can’t you just take a normal picture of the sunset and then complete your painting, rather than-“

“As your employer, i’ve given you the job to be my muse. You don’t have much of a choice here- go stand over there.”

You sighed deeply, and walked toward where Rafayel instructed you to stand. The fading sunlight kissed your back and before you was Rafayel, with his camera held up in position. You did not quite know what to do with yourself, thus you stood stiffly as you awkwardly gazed at the camera lense.

Rafayel dropped the camera from his face, revealing nonchalance. “Seriously?”

You crossed your arms. “I just don’t know what to do with myself.”

“I heard smiling is a pretty popular gesture when it comes to posing for photos.”

“I can’t just force it!” You spoke, unappreciative of his sarcasm but before the argument could escalate, a look of awe crossed over Rafayel’s expression, his eyes fixed to behind you. You turned to the sight of the setting sun, the golden surface of water the ocean rose and fell as the sun settled over it’s horizon.

“Wow…” You managed to say, your voice carried away by the breezed that strengthened the longer you stood there.

Once again that day, Rafayel’s voice broke you from your daze induced by the ocean. “Perfect.”

You snapped your head to look at him. “You took a picture?”

“Pictures.” He corrected you with a smile that caused you to narrow your eyes.

“May I see them?”

“Nope.” He shut you down before walking away, with a joyful strut.

“Rafayel!” You began to run toward him, but he was already running from you in a fit of laughter.

- Xavier -

“Hello stranger.” A familiar voice sounded from a few feet away. You turned from the lanterns assorted along the pavement that illuminated the night with gentle yellow-ness, to meet Xavier's ever gentle gaze.

“I didn't expect to be seeing you here.” You smiled. Xavier walked to stand before you, a knowing look in his eyes.

“I had a feeling you would be here tonight.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Really?”

His eyes shifted to the lantern you were observing not so long ago, his lips upturned into a small smile.

“Everyone knows the least crowded day is the 5th after opening.” He began, explaining the typical ongoings after the opening of the light-show garden, “I thought you would like to avoid as many people as you can- hopefully, I'm not on that list.”

You chuckled. “Of course not. I’m very glad you’re here.”

Xavier’s smile brightened, his blue eyes shimmering under the gentle glow of the lanterns around you. “Then, shall we?” He extended his hand to you and you took it, allowing him to lead you further into the garden.