#I WILL N. E V ER

[mondaymelon]

LOONNIIEEE

R U alive.

[luxmoogle]

Your bio says you can be bribed with lux, but what about 13 postcards I found randomly? Would you take those?

..THIRTEEN????

[miquella-everywhere]

LITERALLY HOW

HOW DO YOU FUCK UP THIS BADLY

[deus-ex-mona]

fresh out of hoots to give

[yumenosakiacademy]

its so ??? when ppl criticize fuj0s 4 not liking ge!kkomi/b4ra or w/e or say theyre fake or it proves theyre solely fetishizers as if, like, Preference isnt a thing.

i dont identify as a fujin but jus as im not rly a fan of bara content, i dont like big hairy men in my m/f ships either or solo in general. n jus like ppl who rly like those bigger hairier guys will prob not b attracted 2 the slender bishies found in most animanga media, ppl who arent attracted 2 hairy men wont like 2 see them featured in what they watch/read all tht much either. ur not a better person 4 preferring the lesser liked 1 over the common 1, or 4 liking both.

same goes 4 yuri, where himej!n who might not like the cutesy uwu kyaa girls n prefer mature older women wont gravitate 2 schoolgirl yu/ri n instead go 4 ones w women more their type bc thts what they prefer 2 look at (tho they might dabble in a cutesy lady x mature women every once in a while, should it strike their fancy. same w the BL ships in the prev paragraph)

n sometimes, 4 both GL n BL, liking a ship 4 its charas or their interactions can trump over personal preference (esp if the ship is from an anime/game/etc thts not romance/BL or GL oriented aka u didnt come 4 the pre-made ship content, u jus discovered a ship or 2 tht u liked from charas tht were there); but tht doesnt mean some1 will seek out content featuring types of guys or girls tht they dont find visually appeasing, whether in BL or GL or HL.

[koushirouizumi]

{M A N K I N} ~ R E N x {A I N U!}H O R O H O R O "IN THE E N D" M U S I C (C) L I N K I N P A R K (+Bonus P i r i k a) as S u p p o r t (for Horo)

Short Summary: "T I M E is a V A L U A B L E T h i n g"

Warning: Contains spoilers for later Horo fights {O.G. Series}, {plus a later Ren fight} - The fight is a bit graphic, (blood shown at end) Please be careful watching by the end. {Ren revives in eps immediately after, so it's not actually perma-death, Horo just doesn't Know} *This is an OLD piece made 10+ yrs ago. {Please excuse L.Q. Footage}

*Any Lip-sync was unintentional, but since it actually fit well, it was kept in as filler. {Might be removed in any future r e-m a k e}

By Me {DO NOT RE-PRODUCE OR RE-UPLOAD WITHOUT MY PERMISSION} M U S I C © L.i.n.k.i.n P.a.r.k}

[ma1dita]

trouble's coming for you

a 'partners in crime' installment - luke castellan x dionysus!reader

words: 3.7k

summary: (established relationship) suggestive banter lol The one where Percy meets his two favorite counselors at Camp Half-Blood. Also known as the three times Percy is completely oblivious about you two, plus the time he learns what L-O-V-E looks like for two teen demigods. (Luke Castellan x fem!Dionysus!reader)

a/n: PERCY POV!!! maybe the real enemy was the blue balls Luke got from a clueless 12-year-old. you’re gonna tell me you wouldn’t overthrow the gods too? scream at me in the comments and feel free to reblog :)

(posted 2/29/24, edited!!! i think!!! four hours of sleep later and a big kiss to @hotchfiles miss lari as always for inspo mwah)

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What’s in a name?

One of the last defining memories Percy Jackson had with his mother before arriving at Camp Half-Blood was her reminder that names have power. He’s held fast to that belief, treading carefully with his words in this unfamiliar place that he’s supposed to call home so soon after losing his own.

Being the new kid for the hundredth time in his life means that he’s accustomed to change, much less introducing himself as Percy Jackson, whatever that means at this point—but then becoming known simply as the kid who causes trouble. What then, is he supposed to do, when his first friend at camp introduces him to a girl who embodies the name trouble? 

To Luke, through Percy’s actions, it seems as if he’s trying to reclaim a crown that currently belongs to the beloved head counselor of Camp Half-Blood.

—

The dining pavilion is filled with mouth-watering scents and the sound of chattering campers to the point that it’s a bit overstimulating if he thinks too hard about it. Mr. Brunn—er, Chiron told him to take it easy after the events from yesterday, but he feels a bit tough on luck after making Luke run circles around camp trying to find what he’s good at.

“Is there a Greek god of disappointment? Maybe someone should ask if he’s missing a kid,” Percy says glumly, pushing the mac and cheese around on his plate. Luke sighs, letting the boy to his right speak.

“Oizys,” Chris mumbles through full cheeks before he cocks his head at the 12-year-old, “but she’s a goddess, and her whole thing isn’t really disappointment, it’s more like failure.”

Luke looks to Chris with a half smile before looking back at the kid and saying, “We’re gonna find the thing you’re good at. I know it.” He looks like he’s going to say something else before something, or someone catches his attention and it’s almost like the older boy is transfixed, eyes shining with mischief or something deeper that Percy’s young brain couldn’t comprehend just yet. 

“And here comes trouble…” Luke says with a smirk, eyes following your figure until your feet take you to their table. The sandy-haired boy twists around, expecting to see a goddess of some sort until he sees you, violet eyes and a lilt of something sinister—giving off the energy of someone who holds power but also likes to fuck with it. You cross your arms over your chest, gaze floating over the three boys and at the tip of your chin, Luke takes his plate off the table, prompting you to hop up and slide onto the smooth surface in front of him. 

“You look like someone kicked your puppy, so you must be the new kid. Peter, right?”

A snort of laughter comes from behind your slouched form, Luke partially concealed but body obviously shaking with amusement as he looks at you.

“He might just turn out to be a puppy kicker one day,” the son of Hermes jokes, “Meet Percy Jackson.”

“That’s not…”

You sigh at Luke’s idea of a joke, face incredulous as you lean over and conjure strawberries onto Percy’s plate. He’d never seen anything like that before, someone so casual about their abilities, but he didn’t have much of a reference past yesterday. This camp keeps surprising him in ways he’s never imagined possible.

“Heard D gave you a hard time earlier, sorry about him—I’d blame it on withdrawals but he’s just an asshole,” you offer with a smile and a handshake as you introduce yourself, watching the boy’s eyes widen with wonder.

“It’s not your fault…I’m used to being the new kid.”

Eyebrows furrowing at his tone, you lean in closer, voice turning serious. You’re a lot like Mr. D in the sense that it’s easy for you to poke at the kids who come through here for a reaction to make sure they’re okay mentally. When they don’t react is usually the call for help.

“Well, new kid, if anyone gives you a problem here at camp, you let me know. Even if it’s these two hooligans, or if it’s my dad.”

“You’re talking to our lovely head counselor, Percy. She calls the shots around here,” Chris chimes in jest. But only one part of your sentence sticks in his mind as he whips his head up from munching on a berry. 

“He’s your dad?”

“Yeah, unfortunately,” you giggle, “and though you’re sweet and I would love to have you as a sibling, he kind of has a rule on having too many kids at once, unlike other gods.”

“A rule he’s already broken,” Luke drones, hand fidgeting with the black bandana tied around your thigh, “but who knows? If Percy ends up to be one of you, well…may the gods have mercy on us all.”

A deadpan stare is directed at the scarred boy, and you swipe at his curls like a feral cat, making him wince and laugh all the same as he bats you away.

“Tough shit, 11. Do you know how many hellions inhibit your cabin? Your dad inflicts agony on me personally every time another one of your siblings walks past the boundaries.”

The petty squabble is interrupted by the chime of the bell over your heads, but you two are still in a world of your own. It reminds Percy of the time he watched two subway rats fight over a pizza slice on the 6 train—he didn’t really know who to root for then either. Chris sighs and gets up, nudging Luke to follow, which he does begrudgingly as he claps his large hand on your leg. You hiss.

“Our turn!” Luke says with a hint of sarcasm. 

“Our turn for what?”

“Burnt offerings,” you explain as you chomp on a strawberry, “the gods like the smell, so it gets their attention before you say a prayer.” You notice Percy stay in his seat, which makes a smile pull at your lips, “Think you’re off the hook for today though, bud. Or you can be just like me.”

“Don’t give him any ideas, Trouble. I’ll throw in a few for Hestia.” Luke chews at his lip as he leans over you to grab a few berries off of Percy’s plate to toss into the fire for you. 

“You don’t pray?”

“I’m not really the religious type. I’ve got what I need,” you concede, leaning back on your palms as you watch the son of Hermes stand for a few extra seconds at the hearth. “Besides, my godrent is right over there, and Luke worries enough for me. It’s more his thing,” you say with a lazy smile. The campers filing out of the dining hall wave at you and you enthusiastically greet everyone with dancing fingers. He doesn’t think he’s ever met anyone that…happy to be on the job, but things work differently around here, so he doesn’t think much of your upbeat attitude.

“Eat up. Some of that strength has to go to you. Gonna need it.” You say ruffling Percy’s hair, and when Luke comes back, he tugs at the shoelaces of your boots until you kick his hands away. You both share a smile like people do a secret, even here in the open air.

“Do they like the smell of burnt mac and cheese?” Percy says curiously, eating another spoonful of the meal. His head hurts at another thing to consider in this brand-new world he’s walked into.

“They like the smell of begging,” Luke grins, and you laugh like a firework going off, making Percy’s lips pull up into a smile.

“I’m not much of a beggar though, if you ask me.”

The son of Hermes hums at you like he wants to say otherwise, and you slap his chest as you suck air through your teeth. Beneath the wood top of the table and with Percy being none the wiser, your fingers intertwine with Luke’s like it’s second nature. 

“You burn what you’ll miss the most. Then they know you really mean what you’re about to say, so they listen.” 

Luke takes a breath after explaining how things work for the nth time to the kid, knowing Percy’s quite persistent about making his dad notice him. He remembers being jaded too—striving to be the best for a lick of his dad’s attention and all of his efforts were done in vain. Even though the kid’s arrival at camp was a bit unexpected, Luke doesn’t mind showing him around. 

Hopefully, less work on your end means that he can spend more time with you once this is over with— but by the looks of how the day is going so far, he’s not so sure. He hopes his offerings reach the gods and they grant him extra patience for his good deeds. Watching you laugh at something Percy says as you all walk out of the dining pavilion, Luke wonders if you know that every offering he burns for the goddess of the hearth and home is so that she’ll protect you.

—

“Lights out in 10 minutes, cabin 11! Everyone ready for bed?”

The sound of your voice jolts Percy awake from his post-dinner nap and he blinks slowly until he sees you walking towards him with extra blankets and pillows in your grasp. The other campers were kind of stand-offish, and after praying to his mom he was overwhelmed with the feeling of missing her, so much so that it drained the rest of his energy.

“Long day, huh bud?”

Drowsy with sleep, for a moment, Percy forgets where he is—the unfamiliar walls of the cabin making him shift with unease as he rubs at his eyes. The blurry version of you makes his chest go warm and for a second, it’s like—

“Mom?”

He blinks again, his pale face turning red when he realizes his slip-up. Percy’s shoulders drop when he hears giggles from somewhere in the big cabin and you reach out to smooth his hair away from his face with a gentle smile.

“Don’t worry about it. Everyone who first comes to 11 gets nightmares. For some of them, they don’t leave,” you mutter. Percy notices your eyes flicker over to Luke’s bed, where he’s zipping up his hoodie and chatting with one of his half-siblings. Cabin 11 is finally quieting down for the night—children scrambling into their bunks, doing nighttime routines, and having quiet conversations. It’s all so weird, this being everyone’s normal.

“You’re not alone though. Saw you earlier, outside. I still pray to my mom sometimes. She's quite the listener,” you say with a sad twinkle in your eye. The kid sniffs as you hand him the pillows and blankets, finally meeting your gaze.

“Did your mom…” Die too? The words feel like lead in his throat, feeling heavy as he swallows it down. He doesn’t want to cry in front of the pretty counselor, much less speak the truth, because if he says it out loud, it means his mom dying must have been real. Also, you’ve seen him sit in the dark of the forest burning blue jelly beans like a freak. What he didn’t know is that you pride yourself on being one. It takes one to know one, after all.

“Yeah. Makes for one hell of an origin story, but I found my place here, and people who care. I know you will too, when you’re rea—” Your words trail off when you see Luke walk past the both of you with a cool expression before he nods towards the door, and you squeeze Percy’s shoulder before getting up.

“Night guys! It’s getting late so we’ll have to do a story next time, okay?” You walk down the aisle patting heads and tucking in smaller campers, and he hears you whack the younger Stoll brother when he teasingly says, “It’s not fair that Luke gets a bedtime story and we don’t…”

“Connor, enough. I’ve lost count of how many times you’ve woken up and called me mom, so save it for tomorrow, chuckles.” He must have been the one laughing earlier.

“Everyone say goodnight Trouble!” Luke calls out with a coy expression, making you roll your eyes as you flick the light off to a symphony of jeers. It’s finally quiet as Percy is propped up against some pillows that smell like raspberries and soft cotton before he realizes he has to pee. 

But Chris said harpies hunt kids after curfew… he thinks.

In a moment of sheer panic, Percy looks around in the darkness of the cabin before the sound of your cackling pierces through the dim light from the outside. He hops up from the makeshift cot and tugs his shoes back on, slowly creeping past the long row of bunks to not disturb other campers before he gets to the door. Your head turns quickly to the intrusion as you spring away from Luke, stubbing a cigarette underneath the wood panel out of sight when Percy steps through the doorway. 

“Sorry, I need to use the bathroom,” he says sheepishly as Luke nods, scratching his neck and leaning a far distance away from you. Under the low burning lamps, Percy notices Luke’s cheeks redden and he wonders if he is interrupting something, but the urge to go increases as he steps between you two.

“Right. I’ll walk you to yours?” Luke blurts in one breath. With a wordless smile on your lips, you nod before Percy purposely interrupts this time.

“I can walk her, it’s on the way to the bathrooms, right?”

If only this poor kid knew he was being the cockblock of the century.

“Yeah, Percy’s got me. The harpies won’t like you missing curfew, Castellan,” you tease, stepping around him with a shit-eating grin. Your hair almost floats in the gentle breeze, and Luke rolls his eyes.

“Stay out of trouble. I mean it," he sighs, before shoving you off the porch, and you laugh at the irony of his words. Looking back at Luke, Percy noticed his eyes were on you like he wanted to live in your skin, which was equal parts disgusting and confusing to the 12-year-old. His steps double in pace as you both walk down the path and a brief side glance at your stifled smile quickly makes the kid wonder if you’d let him.

Pushing the sleeves of Luke’s hoodie past your elbows, you wave at Percy’s rushing figure as he almost bolts to the bathroom and you lean against the doorway of your empty cabin. You turn the light on and look across the way to see your boyfriend still leaning against his door, so you flip him off. Of course, he takes that as his cue to saunter over.

But then the loud clanging sound of pipes bursting reaches both of your ears and toilet water floods the dirt near the back end of your cabin. 

So close.

“I’m gonna go check on Annie to see if she’s still on duty. Tough luck, babe,” you giggle, pressing a kiss to his cheek before walking in the direction that Percy went, sending the son of Hermes to drag his feet towards your cabin, alone (he didn’t expect to fall asleep propped over your covers waiting up for you, but a lot happened in that damn bathroom).

—

“Hey, today feel like a winning kind of day to you?” Annabeth smirks at the son of Hermes. Next to them, Percy feels a hand clap him on the shoulder and all three of them turn to see you donning red.

“Didn’t you three hear the conch? Wouldn’t want you to fall behind,” you say with a grin as Luke steps up to you and whistles lowly.

“Didn’t know you were playing today. It’s a shame you look that good in red.”

Annabeth fake gags as she crosses her arms to say, “You’re also currently on enemy territory if you haven’t noticed.”

“Oh, you wound me. I’m not a threat. Percy, I obviously don’t have the flag, right?”

He nods a bit dumbly, still worried about the mechanics of the game and the part he has to play for the blue team, but no one else seems to share his concerns.

“Anyways, sorry I’m not on your team, Perce. The Ares kids snatched me up as soon as my name was on the roster, so I came to wish you all luck.”

“This better not be a diversion tactic, Trouble,” Luke simpers, playfully tugging at your staff, which you use for leverage to step up onto a rock to meet him at eye level.

“Nah. You know I like the competition, angelface,” you whisper, almost daring him to do something.

“Bite me, Trouble.”

There’s a fire in his eyes you’d love to stoke, but now’s not the time or place. You can’t help but indulge though—the both of you enjoy the reactions you can pull from each other.

“You’d like it too much.”

“Alright now,” Annabeth groans, calling your name, rolling her eyes as she pulls at Luke’s arm, “Gotta remember he’s your enemy!” 

“I’M TRYING!” You laugh, shaking your head and walking back towards your team as you shoot them a fake salute. It all happens too quickly as Percy’s unable to catch the spitfire words between the two of you, thinking further about how he might get maimed during this game (which in the grand scheme of things, he almost does. Thanks Clarisse).

“Those two are hopeless! Walk faster, sunshine—we lost too much time watching whatever that was.” Percy stumbles along the forest path as he follows Annabeth, the both of them leaving Luke smirking to himself as he follows the rest of their team. 

Hours later, at Clarisse’s muddy feet and holding her broken spear, Percy hears cheering in the distance as he watches the blue team led by Luke waving the red flag in one hand and your legs supported by his other. You’re in a fireman’s hold across his shoulders and everyone watches as the son of Hermes spins you around like a Tilt-a-Whirl until the sound of your shrieks is audible from the shoreline.

He sets you down gently, dominant hand still around your waist as he snickers, “Got my win and my girl. Must be time to celebrate.” You laugh at his absurdity, pulling his helmet off and wiping the sweat off his forehead with your bandana.

“You’re always going to be a loser in my eyes.” 

Slapping the plush of your hip, the sound echoes in the air—suddenly quiet as you gasp. But you’re not looking at Luke anymore, but rather the gleaming trident above Percy’s head as it’s revealed he’s a Forbidden Child. His jaw tightens at the sight, and there are a lot of emotions running through him, remembering Thalia and knowing that his plans will have to be altered once more because of Percy Jackson. You squeeze his hand before walking away from him to follow your dad and Chiron to the Big House, shooting him a nervous glance.

Damn.

—

The boys have been sparring for hours, and just as you think Percy’s getting the hang of it, Luke thrusts forward with an energy no one should have towards a 12-year-old. Although a bit concerning, he does have a lot to catch up on how to fight like a demigod before his quest in a few days.

“Take a break or else you’ll be crawling away from camp by the end of the week,” you joke, handing Percy and Luke bottles of cold water. Your boyfriend takes big gulps before pouring the rest over his head, leaving you gaping and a little hot under his stare as he nudges your chin and winks.

“You’re doing that on purpose!”

Luke shrugs slyly, and the both of you watch Percy catch his breath. He leans over your shoulder, the tone of his voice sultry as it tickles your ear, “What’s in a name? That which we call a rose, by any other word would smell as sweet.” 

You bite your lip, before bursting with laughter—which isn’t exactly the reaction he thought you’d have. Maybe he should’ve finished reading the sonnet before falling asleep, but you always take too long with your nighttime skincare routine.

“That doesn’t mean what you think it means, but you’re cute for trying,” you coo, leaning closer so that your cheek touches his. Luke’s whole face is warm from exertion and now embarrassment, but he smiles nonetheless at the proximity. He can’t believe he still misses you, even when you’re skin-to-skin like this.

“That stanza…Isn’t it about names being meaningless?” Percy says between gasps of air before he pours the rest of the water bottle over his head like Luke did. He’s looking up at the both of you as he leans against a tree, instantly feeling more rejuvenated.

You jerk up from your seated position on the large rocks, excited to talk about Shakespeare, and Luke almost pouts at the loss of your attention.

“Yeah! Good job, bud. I forget you went to a hoity-toity charter school,” you say tongue-in-cheek, before turning back to your boy.

“So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called, retain that dear perfection which he owes without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, and, for thy name, which is no part of thee, take all myself. You’re gonna have to interpret that one yourself, angelface.” 

“Trust I have no fucking clue but you sound really hot when you talk dirty to me,” Luke says with a shrug. Percy laughs at that, before finally bringing up the question that’s been on his mind since Luke introduced you to him.

“Why do you call her Trouble? She seems okay to me.”

“Thanks,” you say dryly, but the older boy leans on his arm with a lovestruck expression as he gazes at you. Oh…Percy thinks, brain feeling freshly washed. How did he miss that?

“She used to get in trouble a lot,” he says, before you elbow him hard, “I mean, we used to get in trouble, she’d always drag me into it.”

“You always offered! Don’t twist the fucking story,” you shriek, and the boys laugh at your exasperation.

“Yeah anyways, she’d always find me. Still does, my partner in crime. Trouble always comes for me,” Luke murmurs, waggling his eyebrows and intertwining your fingers together. Your jaw drops and cheeks flush and Percy thinks he understands better now, but gets confused again with what you do next.

You almost slap the goddamn scar off that boy’s face.

—

It is a terrible thing to be so open: it is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world. -Sylvia Plath

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[linnienin]

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Disclaimer: Take what resonates. I'm not a professional astrologer, i just am an avid researcher and i use my personal experience when writing my posts (Also, pls, don't copy my work, i spend lot of time on it, thanks)

Ahhh Venus, the planet of love. We use it to talk about our relationships and misadventures in our love life. But it also is the planet of feminine energy, enjoyment, relaxation and indulgence. How do you chill using your Venusian energy? Let's find out looking at your Venus's sign and degree

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⁕ Aries / 1-13-25 degrees : *aggresively flying on the couch* play TV, *loud setting on*, watch the tv for 1 minute, gets bored, *roll off the couch*, goes to the kitchen, sees people, start a little chase (Jason Momoa meme entered the caption) 👀👐. After annoying people for a bit, do a little workout, tries to lift a 700 kg cause they *confident*, fail, they still confident, opt for the 0.5 kg, now they happy 😊💪. Dance lover. Enjoy drinking energy drinks. Not really a sipp-er, more of a chugg-er lmao. Carbs are their heaven, they cannot have enough (cause they move a lot, they need the energyy). When laying on the sofa need to put their head on someone else's shoulder or legs or head to feel safe and receive the physical contact they really crave. Enjoy taking short cold showers. Like playing chess (they're good at strategizing and know when to attack and they're bold about it). Cut their hair as a relaxing activity (until they have no hair left to cut lol), likes dyeing them too, preferabily with bolder colours.

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⁕ Taurus / 2-14-26 degrees: The yawn-er. They're MASTER at chilling. They chill doing everything, i'm not kidding, are they at home, are they at work? They be chilling allll the time. Lovers of the sofa, bed, and others soft big surfaces. Chill by taking their time doing everything, they be starting cooking at 9 a.m. to serve a meal at 1 p.m. ✨Sloth with grace✨. Quality over quantity. Enjoy passing time doing nothing...literally. They be like fixating on a thing and looking at it for an hour straight. Mad control of their focus. Meditating without realizing It. Probably sip chamomile. They like to think time doesn't exist, they got all the time in the world (until they wake up one day, look into the mirror and realize they forgot to shave their mustache for all this time). Hella romantic, enjoy picking up flowers, endless walks in nature, veery slowly, they be stopping every 2x3 to admire a little bug passing by.

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⁕ Gemini / 3-15-27 degrees: Tea time with their personalities. Lmao, no but they literally chill by checking in with their thoughts and their ideas. Loves listening to podcasts and documentaries. Multitasking hobbies. Yup, i have no clue how they even relax by doing 1738283 things at a time but it's a way to shut down their thoughts for a while. Yeah, i know, i just told you they chill by thinking too, but sometimes it becomes too much and they have to switch the brain off. Relax by painting their nails. Get experimental with makeup. Write fanfics but leave them unfinished 👀. Admire their pretty handwriting. Enjoy reading and talking about gossip a looot, too much hehe. Like to play games that require a broad knowledge on everything (ex Trivia). Thinking about doing stuff but actually not doing it lmfao, they just love to think about soo many ideas, that is a way to relax, but then they don't even write them down and poof, they're gone and they can't remember them and they get mad about it :(

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⁕ Cancer / 4-16-28 degrees : Cuddling with their pillow 24/7 (cause deep down they feel alone... 🥺). Play animal crossing. Imagine their future family, even tho they're actually stuck in the past lol. Most likely to binge watch series for a whole day and get emotional about it because they get too attached to the characters. If they could they'd never leave the house...ever lmao, total homebodies. Relaxing by spending time alone or with very closed ones, friends/family. Probably likes to collect plushies, funko pops, or mini cute figures of their favourite fictional characters ✨. Cooking and baking can be a relaxing activity to them, especially if they do it for their family or their guests. Have 'grandma's hobbies'... knitting/crocheting for example lol. Enjoy so much making photo albums, and even more looking at them from time to time. Love going to the sea, early mornings walking barefoot on the sand and admiring the immense ocean and the sun rising, they're fans of little details and very romantic/sweet scenarios. They enjoy being helpful to others, so they'll probably ask people if they can do something for them (especially if they see people struggling doing something, they'll gladly volounteer to offer their help).

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⁕ Leo / 5-17-29 degrees: Stars wannabe. Intensely crying in front of the mirror portraying a desperate girl that has been cheated on, then recompose themselves and admire how good they just were pffft. Put on glasses even at home to feel extra, hit the door while walking cause they can't see a thing, get on the floor purposely, decides to play the blind character, gets up, * sudden dramatic enhancement of the other senses*. Dancing with the starssss. No seriosuly, they should apply, but as the professional dancer cause they so good! (and well they're not stars.... yet 👀). Like the other 2 fire venuses they enjoy moving their body so workouts are very appreciated, but leos especially loove hiit workouts, go build that cooore. Lovers of loong passionate and romantic dramas, they wanna feel all the emotions and they stay loyal to a specific series so they wish it could go on forevahh (hello..."Beautiful" lmao). ✨ Randomly transform their home in a runway show. Start walking like a model to feel themselves ✨ List all the things they can do and skills they acquired to feel good about themselves, then they list all the things they wanna work towards to use that self esteem boost to enhance their motivation and work towards their future goals.

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⁕ Virgo / 6-18 degrees : Killing the chilling. No seriosuly, these people seem like they can't 100% chill properly, and some of them may take 'something' to feel completely detached and lost from reality for a bit... 👀 They chill by making plans. Always trying to find things to do and learn to always get better. Working on themselves is their favourite project. Scanning the room in bed instead of chilling, seeing if there's something they need to adjust or clean. Overthinking the heck out of their lives...wait weren't you supposed to chill? Nevermind 🙈. Roasting others...in their minds hehe, they won't let others see how much they enjoy analizing their mistakes. 'Lemme give you advice on this thing' , others: uhm... ok but chilllll. And you ask Virgo venuses whyy they continue to give advices even when people don't listen to them. Well... saying 'I told you' is more satifying than hearing 'i don't care' 😘 (underlying validation issues). Well...i mean, they could chill while crafting, i give you this, it's probably the only time where they get near the definition of chilling...but hey hold on, cause soon enough they gonna find out details about how they're not perfect at what they do so kill the chill again and let the procrastination beginnn (wait... is procrastination's Virgo's way of chilling?)

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⁕ Libra / 7-19 degrees: They wanna experience the finest things in life. They go to that fancy restaurant, get that fancy dress, buy those fancy flowers... they wanna feel cuddled by life and specifically... lifestyle. They need to feel they value by surroundings themselves with valuable things. That's why they chill by going shopping or talking to new people, because where they see value in, they get value from. It's all about feeling good about themselves. Have a sweet tooth (but enjoy eating overall, it's like they enjoy the experience of taste, they're not really picky ultimately). Can splurge on personal care, lots of tools for facials or expensive skincare (cause after eating sugar they need to mantain the perfect skin lol). They work a lot on the mantainance of the self. That's why they have a good eye for fashion and aesthetics, because they have been researching and analizing everything that's out there to understand what's better for them, but they still haven't found out their true style due to their indecisive nature 😂. Plus let's admit it, they like to change often and renew themselves to maintain that 'interesting persona' 👀

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⁕ Scorpio / 8-20 degrees : Drowning their nose in personality tests. Seriously, when these people wanna chill, all they got on their mind is how to understand that mind even more. They're detectives of their own psyche. Lovers of shadow work. Let all those intense questions unfold! Obsessive researchers. They find a topic they like, they delve deep into it until they've found enough to feel satisfied and jump on another theme to obsess themselves over. Probably watching a lot of documentaries on criminals and unresolved cases trying to find the final answer themselves. Masters at playing Cluedo. Read everybodies's minds in every single setting, it makes them relaxed by feeling in control of the room's energies, and yeah... even during lunch between family members lmao. Need plenty of alone time. They're secretly training to become wizards/witches 👀. Probably like to sip pomegranate juice or any other juicy and thick flavoured drink. Sometimes they forget to even eat because of how invested theyre in their researches lol. I know you're already attractive as hell, but y'all take care of your bodyyy

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⁕ Sagittarius / 9-21 degrees : The boy/girl scout. Those people HAVE to move, they can't stay still or they'll start to stress out. They love a good trip somewhere new, visiting places abroad, taking that bus/train and not knowing where it'll take them (they get lost easily lmfao but they don't mind it, it's part of the thrilling experience). Documentaries lovers: can't go out? Let them wander with their minds. Like to change activities often as they get bored quickly. Enjoy trying to eat different types of food from different cultures. They like to go shopping a lot, to have little souvenirs of all the places they've been to (can tend to overspend depending on other placements in the chart). The one who find excitement in daring to do what everyone else don't want to do. Can love to pertake in volounteering activities, especially if they require them to sail to another country, they enjoy being helpful to other people in need (if underdeveloped can have hero complex). Probably enjoy playing on the Wii in competitive games, they're always up for a competition, even for the slightest thing, like "who can finish up this bottle of water first?? Ready? Start!" (they can announce little challenges like this veeery randomly and everyone will follow their lead, it's crazy haha)

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⁕ Capricorn / 10-22 degrees : Counting their money. Sorting their bills. Sooo relaxing right, especially when the money in your bank account keep groowingg 👀 (they probably watch cash envelope stuffing videos + budgeting on YT). Relax by doing the same routine every day, they can do it without even thinking, and that to them is relieving. They enjoy the adulting process, so actually...going to work can feel like chilling to them lol, they like to feel a sense of responsibility, it makes them feel motivated to always grow, and having a sense of order and stability, that's what makes them feel relaxed and safe. Constantly reading self-help books. Probably sipping their wine while chilling or an expensive drink or a concentrated drink (blueberry juice peraphs). They like high quality items, so they usually shop designer clothes/accessories, they love those labels lol. They love the sofa, don't ask me why lol, most people love the bed, capricorn venuses love the sofa, periodt (can it be because the space is restricted and Cap being ruled by Saturn, planet of restrictions... well, could be).

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⁕ Aquarius / 11-23 degrees : The videogamer. Have way too many hobbies that have nothing in common. Wanna splurge on those headphones too? You already have the bunny ears ones, the cat ears ones, the led ones, guyzzz you have a whole collection of them lmao. Are probably into reading about the unknown mysteries of the universe. Conspiracy theories lovers (they just love when they can confuse others people's minds with all their absurdities). The ones who find excitement in daring to do what everyone else don't want to do. Collectors of technology stuff, yup, they still have the gameboyy 🥺. Unpredictable af but they enjoy being this way so people can always question them and think of them as interesting. Introverted people that need to recharge by being alone. Probably Webtoons and manga lovers. Enjoy pertaking in protest marches, feeling part of the crowd (sense of belonging) and feeling they can contribute to a greater cause. They feel the need to do something crazy once in a while, so if you see them bunjee jumping randomly, or trying others 'dangerous' activities don't be surprised (pls, be careful, and don't try anything illegal....understood?👀...pfft, i already know you're gonna roll your eyes, and think, here we go, another sheep that is trying to tell me what to do lol)

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⁕ Pisces / 12-24 degrees : Do you think thinking about "what ifs" is relaxing?? Y'allll pleaseee, i know the feeling is good when you imagine your perfect reality...but...you literally take it as a hobby and do it way too much...to your own detriment 😭. They looove watching romance movies and dramas, it's their bread and butter (to give food to those daydreams right?🙃). Play music ALL day and get lost in their world, and then suddenly it's time to go to bed and they realize they lost another day to daydreaming, now they got to the nightdreaming phase of the day lol 😂😭. Loves taking baths, the contact with water feels truly healing to them, they could stay in the water 24/7. Can be extremely good at painting or drawing, or singing (and other artistic activities too), and relax by doing these activities. Just asking, but are y'all ok with the low blood pressure?😢(also curious, do you tend to have low blood pressure?). Can relax but lose themselves watching the phone,especially social medias. Until they realize they're literally watching and living an illusion, they think they live by watching everyone else's lives and connect with them through the screen, but they're not living their own life by going out there, and experiencing the world as main characters, not just extras of their own lives.

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Congrats! You've reached the end! ✨

Hope you enjoyed this post, always rememer that we are not just one placement, so if you didn't resonate, that's ok, i'd love to know your feedback in both cases (if you did or did not resonate), it is always very appreciated 🥰

Wish you a wonderful day! 🍷 Yours, Linnie 🌸

[shinestarhwaa]

MINGI NSFW ALPHABET

A - Aftercare (how is he after sex)

Mingi is super caring and will probably snuggle you, kiss your head and he will not leave your side🥺

B- Bodypart (his favourite bodypart on you)

He loves your mouth so much. From your smile to the dirty work it can do on him.

C - Cum (anything to do with cum)

He loves to cum inside you and have you beg for him to fill you up OR have you make HIM beg to make it cream-

D - Dirty secret (his dirty secret)

He gets off to photos of you. It doesn't matter how dirty the photo is, even if it's one with you fully clothed he will jerk off and cum over your face (on the screen)

E - Experience (how experienced is he?)

I wouldn't say he is super experienced? I don't think he had many relationships/hook-ups. But he has enough to know what he's doing.

F - Favourite position

This man will love having you ride him, watching you bounce on him makes him go crazy.

G - Goofy (how he acts in the moment?)

He might be a bit goofy and crack jokes during, he just wants to keep it lighthearted:)

H - Hair (how groomed is he?)

He has some hair but he makes sure that it's neat and not uncomfortable.

I - Intimacy (how passionate is he?)

I think he's more on the passionate than the rough side? I can see him getting lost in you, hips sensually rolling into you.

J - Jack off (how often does he masturbate?)

I think Mingi jerks off often, maybe 4 to 5 times a week?

K - Kink

Mingi's kink might be roleplay? He loves certain characters and he might be into roleplaying with them.

L - Location (what's his favourite place to have sex?)

He will probably go for the bedroom but loves the couch too.

M - Motivation (what keeps him going?)

Hearing you scream for him, HEARING YOU TELLING HIM YOU NEED HIM TO CUM INSIDE.

N - NO (what is a no-go for him/turn-offs?)

He will NOT inflict pain on you. He would probably be scared to do anything to hurt you, this angel🥺🫶🏻

O - Oral (giving or receiving, skill etc.)

He's more on the receiving end I think, but I'm quite sure that he loves to dive his tongue into you.

P - Pace (fast and rough? slow and sensual?)

Oh, as said before he could be both but leaning to the slow(er) and sensual side.

Q - Quickie (their opinion on quickies)

Mingi will prefer to have long sessions to take his time with you.

R - Risk (experiments, taking risks etc.)

He might be interested in experimenting with kinks and fucking you when other people are in the house.

S - Stamina (how long does he last?)

Will last for two good rounds, passes out after.

T - Toys (do they own toys? does he use them with his partner or himself?)

He wouldn't be opposed to it but he prefers for it to just be him and you.

U - Unfair (how much do they like to tease?)

You're more of the teaser than he is, I think, he might get a bit shy.

V - Volume (how loud are they? what sounds do they make?)

Low moans, such low moans. Especially when he cums omg.

W - Wild Card (random headcanon)

Mingi had you in his lap, riding him as he sat on the couch. He told you to make it fast after hearing you begging for it for at least an hour. San and Seonghwa would be home any minute so you fucked yourself on him like there was no tomorrow. (Not that it mattered bc they definitely caught you in the act.)

X - X-Ray (what's going on in them pants?)

Mingi is quite lengthy I think, idk about girth but the length is definitely there.

Y - Yearning (how high is their sexdrive?)

It changes often, when he's with you it's higher and when he's away, on tour, he wouldn't care so much.

Z - ZZZ (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards?)

He would fall asleep quite fast I think, he'd be curled up beside you laying in your arms<3.

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[practicedvmm13fullofpotatoes]

Making an entire learn the alphabet with (x) but it's just Luke lines from different videos that I rotate in my mind regularly

A - A condom, David. You told me you left no evidence (TM)

B - Bubba! (ItMC)

C - Can I give you cream, mummy? (HUGE)

D - Do you hear feminism? (WEBB)

E - Er, not in this internship process sir, no (Weird build-a-bear)

F - Feminism! How we pick eachother up (WEBB)

G - Guys, I can't let you bungee without the bungee rope! (No-rope bungee)

H - Hold the course! Hold the course straight! (TL)

I - I love you! I love everything about you! I love your body, I love your eyes, I love your soul, I love your mind, now please tell me, what the fuck are the Germans doing?! (TLMW)

J - Just shove your finger up my ass (Freeze tag)

K - King's arms or Queen's arms? (LJ-S!)

L - Lord and Lady Lafayette (TMM)

M - Maybe there's something in my dad's diaries (TUA)

N - No, you're not a man, you're a sheep (TL)

O - Our daddy was not our daddy, it was our neighbaah :( (TNUtB)

P - Please, grow this land with me and I will give you the most unrelenting aubergine you've ever seen (TUA)

Q - Quite quickly! (TM)

R - Ramming the pitchfork into the.. unmentionable area (TMM)

S - She is a witch, though (TUA)

T - They want one thing.. [se-e-ex] (TL)

U - Uh! We used to be 54 (LIYE)

V - (A) very chilly winter! I didn't have nothing on my lower half.. (LJ-S!)

W - Why?! (HUGE)

X - Xavier (OMGiTaJ) (yes just that one word i was blanking on x)

Y - You're still dreaming, get back on the floor! (WUtB)

Z - Zey made you do traditional English morris dancing but wearing German traditional dress? (MG,BB,aH)

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[elen-benfelen]

welsh remus guide pt.3

Third Lesson

Right then, lads. It’s alphabet time.

Often, when looking at Welsh place names, it can seem confusing and overwhelming for anyone who is unfamiliar with Welsh. Sometimes, the confusion comes from not realising that the names are in Welsh. 

Visually, we use the Latin alphabet and so it’s easy to make the assumption that the Welsh alphabet is exactly the same as the English. 

It is not, my dudes. 

To begin with, the following letters do not exist:

K, Q, V, X, Z

Secondly, these are the vowels:

A, E, I, O, U, W, Y 

(Occasionally H is also a vowel but I couldn’t tell you when or why??? I usually go off of vibes) 

Next, are the double letters. They count to us as single letters and each make a unique sound:

CH, DD, FF, NG, LL, PH, RH, TH

NG as in thiNG

PH as in PHil

FF as in Fun

RH as in RHiannon

TH as in THat

Now comes the uh, more complicated sounds. 

For those familiar with German words such as Nacht or the name Brecht, the Welsh CH is that same sound.

CH as in naCHt

DD is like a harder TH sound. It is NOT a D sound. 

LL sounds like hissing. I genuinely don’t know how else to explain this. It straight up does not exist in majority of languages but there are some out there with the same sound (sometimes shown with a different letter). 

To hear it and learn more here’s a better explanation.

This is a really fun video on the different accents but someone mentions the town Llanelli so it’s also a good example of the LL sound. 

And so in full we have:

A. B. C. CH. D. DD. E. F. FF. 

G. NG. H. I. J. L. LL. M. N. O. 

P. PH. R. RH. S. T. TH. U. W. Y. 

There’s no K because the C is always a hard C sound.

There’s no V because a single F is always a hard V sound. 

J is a modern addition to help us with new modern words we’ve loaned from English. Such as Joke becoming Jôc. 

G is always a hard guttural G sound. 

Despite misconceptions, Welsh is actually vowel heavy and we tend to stretch vowels. If a letter has a little roof on it, like “ô” or “ŵ” then it’s an extended/longer sound. 

This means, when speaking English, our vowels are more likely to be elongated. 

Similar to the “r” in Spanish, the Welsh “r” is rolled and therefore many will still roll their Rs when speaking English. 

For a reason I have yet to discover, despite H being perfectly clear and pronounced when speaking in Welsh, when we speak English, a lot of areas have a habit of dropping the H sound. 

“Here” becomes “Ere” or “Yere” 

I am guilty of this. Why do I do this? I genuinely can’t tell you. 

For the reasons above, the following words sound stupidly similar to each other:

Ear

Year

Here

Hear 

As with any language, understanding the basic sounds helps you understand the core of the accent. 

In terms of character dynamics, I would take note that the “CH” and “LL” sounds along with our supposed “lack of vowels” is usually what the language is mocked for. Usually by English folk but other folks, including non-Welsh speaking Welsh folks are perfectly guilty of this mocking. 

Fun fact: I didn’t realise W and Y weren’t vowels in the English language when I was a small child. So I really didn’t get why they thought there wasn’t any vowels in our place names. 

Another thing to note is that the Welsh language and accents are very up and down. It’s not usually flat or monotone. A lot of people also describe them as melodic. Sing-songy even.

Colourful alphabet video with BSL

Shorter alphabet video 

Note: I am not the collective consciousness of every Welsh person. My experience is not universal - especially when it comes to North Walian things. This is just meant to serve as a general guide. Hope this helps and good luck with your writing!

pt.4

[tipsyprincessness]

I'm hvsv bee n gone for d a while fuck9 NM k cuntss have been try9ng to keep p me sober r Ober but I'm an alcoholilicc slu th t . My gf broke u g up with me because in an alcohollccic. I'm d I'm so fuckigng done with v fuxk9n g slutsf I need to d r I drink alkd all the time an d I'm.

.dI'm I'm gond na

Fuckdk everyone that hate me for drin king mer and IL fuck anyone e

ImKnow inm a fuck9ng slu ut in sucjk a anchoh9lic vs m

I tried to sob d sober but I need to be b f drinking h f I'm d r dr dri k on a sfbottle o m bf R IN RUMM th t the bottle is d empty fucknvn me

I shpukf should peobable say I'm drink a lot super dru ml k

Sorry for b egg being so fuck ed up

I'm so wastx wastedc we

How m many bot t le s show shroud I dringh? N n?

Im so fu ink inklg wet from dri k inking

Who the fuckvb hatd drunk girl s is. Like meee fuck 29all the hat ers

I've been drinking and dunk dru lk for hours f I'm kcrying and drunk I'm sorry r g

I throw up om o in nrh myt bed I'm s o o gross I'm in im Hon gonns sleep in my mm puke

I'm du such and dru ink girl i

I cant end even hurt se myself I'm so wast ed ed

Fuck me s

Fuck me fuck me fuck me f u ivkme I hate mw myserfl

How own Manu bottles d s somebody savrr me fromd bring sober r e

I sic feel so so sicklll

I'm good gpnnnd puke in bed aga sind before in get upp I'm so sorry for everythingg

[leo-interactive-fiction]

What would happen if Mc baked their LI a cake as a birthday surprise, but it turned out to be the foulest cake out there because MC just sucks at cooking

Haha let's see...

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At E takes a bite of the cake, their face phases through several expressions before settling with a forced smile, "I-It's, uh..."

You're excitement slowly fades, "Is it...not good?"

"N-No, no! It's good! Er...great? Y-Yeah?"

You look incredulous, "Why does it sound like a question?"

E shakes their head vehemently, "I-I was just surprised! I love it! Really! I-It's...the best cake...because you made it for me..."

E begins shoveling the near inedible slice of cake into their mouth. It made you happy in the moment, even if you could hear them puking up their food poisoning an hour later.

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"You baked me a cake?" R's eyes widen in surprise, "You didn't have to do all that. My birthday isn't...that...uh..." Rs voice slowly tapers off as they see you bringing over the 'cake'.

It looks like someone mixed the cake batter with bits of gravel and threw in a pipe bomb during the baking process for good measure. You somehow managed to sear the top into a black charcoal while keeping the bottom a doughy undercooked lump.

R's voice sounds almost apologetic and pleading, "You really didn't have to...I don't deserve this..."

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L looks down at their plate for a long while, eventually finding their voice after a moment of contemplation, "Um...uh...I-I am not too familiar with the culinary practices, but, well, is it...supposed to look like this?"

"Like what? It looks like cake, right?" You say with complete confidence.

L looks nearly perturbed as they return their eyes back down at the food, "O-Oh, this is cake? W-Well, yes, I suppose I can see a...resemblance...somewhere...a little?" They would feel too bad telling you that they thought it was a completely different dish entirely.

-------

V has to take a slight pause as they taste the food, the fork still stuck in their mouth for a moment before they reach for another bite.

"...it's good."

"Really?!" You celebrate, happy that you finally made a good cake. It's true that V enjoys the taste, but your excitement clouds you from the reality that relying on the opinion of someone that eats grass mulch and bugs isn't the best decision for your culinary development.

It doesn't stop you from savoring the victory now, though.

------

P knows better than to judge something before they taste it. That being said, once they taste the 'cake', it immediately becomes 'garbage' as they toss the entire tray in the can, along with the dishes and any utensils you used to make it. They've become angry enough that they've popped something and doubled back to being calm.

"I've never seen this in my fucking life...How the fuck did you manage to undercook and overcook batter? I am genuinely impressed at the level of stupid you managed to show me today. You're actually the first person I've ever thought to say this to, but I really wish you could've been born smarter so you could realize and contemplate how extraordinary of a fuck up you made."

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M takes a small, tentative bite of the abomination before quickly spitting it out. As you're about to take your own bite, M's hand darts across the table to stop you. It's the fastest you've ever seen M move, and you could barely even register the blur before M's hand knocks the fork out of your hand and across the room.

They slowly recede back into their seat, dabbing their mouth with a napkin and giving you a gentle smile, "It's...not...good..."

"O-Oh...you could've just said that instead..."

"You were...in danger...so I...got a little...scared..."

You look down guiltily, "H-Hey, come on, it couldn't have been that serious..."

"It's...very...not...good..." M emphasizes.

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Raven stares at the cake for a moment before digging in happily. You look down at them expectantly as they wolf down the food.

"Is it good?"

"No!" Raven replies honestly, giving you a bright, wide smile, "But...that's alright! Because I treasure everything you give to me..."

Your expression drops into a guilty one, "You don't have to keep eating if it's bad..."

"It's really bad! I can't lie to you about it...but you wanted me to enjoy it, didn't you? So I'll enjoy it even if it's bad, because I can enjoy anything if I know it makes you happy..." Raven continues eating the cake despite the flavor, a wide smile plastered on their face as they seem genuinely contented in their choices.

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S takes a small bite of the cake before their entire body revolts and rejects it, spasming in its attempt to spit it back onto the place and throw the plate away.

They take a moment of silence to recollect themselves before facing you, "Hey, so uh...sorry 'bout this, but I don't think ya should be doin' the whole...cookin' thing. Did you uh...make anything else for today? No?"

There's a visible sigh of relief throughout S's entire body, and you think you can see them thanking some divine for their benevolence. They quickly return to their cheery self.

"Well, now that we got that out of the way, let's make sure no one else eats...Oh, shit, no! Everyone already took a slice!

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F's nose upturns in clear disgust when you present the slice of cake to them.

"...Are you insulting me?"

"I-It's your birthday cake..." you murmur.

"Yes, I very well understand what it is attempting to represent..."

You glance away, slightly insulted, "You could at least taste it first...

F prods the inedible mass with their fork before collecting a bite and holding it up to you with a menacing smile, "You are confident enough in your own creation, yes? You will not be leaving until you clean both my plate and your own... and afterward, you can tell me all about how it tastes. I will take your word..."

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Thank you for the ask haha, I enjoyed it

[deus-ex-mona]

get yourself a guy who

is tall,

is skilled in the kitchen,

is great at running,

has impeccable taste in music,

and looks at you like you’re the most precious thing in the world

[thepaperpanda]

𝓓𝓪𝔂 2 - My Praises || Jake Lockley x fem!reader

Masterlist

Summary: With the help of Jake, you discover the kink you didn't know you had.

Warnings: smut (praise kink, unprotected p in v, oral - m receiving, manhandling)

Word count: 2013

Author: Rouge

A/N: the prompt for today is: Praise Kink. orange italics - Jake speaking Spanish

It had been a long day at the office, without a single chance to text your boyfriend throughout the day. Finally you got a chance to check your phone.

[Jake ♥]: Want to play tonight, nena?

Quickly, you responded with a brief 'Obvs!' and rushed to your car.

You wondered what Jake would have planned as you drove home. You had been exploring sexuality a lot lately. There was a lot of talking, but that just heightened the excitement. You were thrilled that he was taking the initiative again, as he always did.

You parked your car on a driveway, ran home, took off your heels, and slipped out of your blouse, leaving you in your pencil skirt and lacy, half-transparent bra. When you looked in the mirror, you sighed, wishing you had more time to pick a better bra. As you traced your breasts, you realized that you'd never made much of an impression based on your standards: average yet lean body, Y/E/C eyes and Y/H/C hair. You were nothing special in your own opinion. Yet, for some reason, Jake Lockley wanted you, not just as a longtime friend, but also as his life partner.

The moment Jake stepped in, you stared at your stocking-clad legs wondering whether to remove them as well.

A cocky smile spread across his lips as he claimed, "Now, that's an image I like coming home to."

When you looked up, he came forward and wrapped his strong arms around you. Then he bent over to kiss your neck with a smile on his face.

Jake whispered, "You turn me on, little doll. Vamos, sé una buena niña y tocar tus pechos por mí," as he gently nibbled at your neck, making you gasp and let out a soft moan.

Languidly, you complied, tracing the outline of your breasts as they were caged in the lacy bra.

An eye-catching smirk flashed across Jake's face when he looked in the mirror. As he tugged the lobe of your ear with his teeth, he whispered, "Yes, just like that. You're so obedient, pequeña puta. You have such pretty boobs," Lockley smiled, sliding his hands to rest on your hips, teasing the edge of your pencil, fitted, black skirt which he loved so much.

In response to his praise and crass language, you squirmed, palming your breasts through the bra. As he undid your skirt, he pulled the material down to reveal your white panties and black thigh high stockings.

With his teeth clenched, he hissed. "Eres tan sexy, nena,” Jake whispered, placing a kiss on your shoulder, trailing his hand till it lightly touched your panties. "You already have a wet spot on your panties," he joked lowly, lightly passing over the spot and smirking as you gasped. "Such a good doll, already wet for her papi."

Letting out a moan, you rested your head on his shoulder. Just by his words you became weak in the knees. "It's your fault, Jake. You make me so wet," you whispered to him, looking at his reflection in the mirror.

His hand cupped your pussy over your panties. "Good. You're so pretty when you're wet. And moaning, just for me, muñequita."

Your pussy twitched as you felt more pussy juice leak out; you parted your lips and tried to rub your thighs together.

Jake commanded in a low, husky tone, "Quítate el sostén, let me see those gorgeous tits."

You looked back to the mirror, trying to see if he was joking, but he looked completely serious. It was not difficult for you to comply, letting your bra fall on the floor as you watched his reaction.

His eyes stayed focused on your chest, tongue swiping at his upper lip. Jake whispered in your ear, "I love your tits, so perky," before licking the space behind your ear. "Your nipples look so gorgeous now, pinch them for me," he ordered as he moved from cupping your pussy to squeezing your ass.

Keeping your face on him, you reached up to cup your breasts, stroking them softly. They felt fuller under Jake's gaze somehow. While gasping and mumbling, you teased your nipples and pinch them.

"Eres una buena muchacha, bebé," Jake praised with a smirk on his lips. "Feel how hard you make me, muñequita." As he pressed his clothed cock against your ass, you instinctively rolled your hips to rub your bum against his crotch. Instinctively, you tried to turn and undress him, but he held you facing the mirror. 

"Keep pinching your nipples for me," Jake demanded as he began undressing behind you.

You followed his lead, pinching your nipples, rolling them in your fingers. You watched as he quickly took off his black, leather jacket and blue shirt; his large hands coming around to grip your breasts. "You have such pretty tits, I want to suck them all day, chiquita."

While he pinched and pulled your nipples, you moaned and grinded your ass against his clothed cock. You blinked when he shifted his hands down and felt him kneel behind you. You watched, panting, as he placed a kiss at the top of your stockings. After a moment, he slapped your ass and removed his shoes and socks.

You jolted and turned to watch him, kneeling before you. You gently scraped your nails through his thick locks. You loved hearing him groan, "That feels good, nena."

When his shoes and socks were off, Jake stood and unbuckled his pants. "Take off your panties," he said, staring hard into Y/E/C eyes.

Shimmying out of your wet panties, you were eager to please him.

Lockley raked his eyes over your figure and for a moment you felt self conscious until he spoke. "Oh, Dios Mío, eres tan sexy, nena."

You bit your lip, looking him over. "So are you," you whispered in response.

All he gave you was a smirk before he kissed you hard, tongue sweeping all over your mouth. Sucking on your tongue, he grunted; your nails scraping down his back. Then, all of a sudden, his fingers were teasing your pussy. Slowly, he let go of your kiss, biting your bottom lip. "I love you like this, wet and so ready for me," Jake whispered as he pushed two fingers inside you, coaxing that sponge spot inside your pussy.

You clutched Jake’s shoulders, trying to stay upright as your knees buckled and you moaned while he played your pussy like a violin. Just as suddenly Jake pulled out his fingers only to raise them to your mouth.

Keeping your eyes on him, you sucked his fingers clean off your pussy juice, bobbing your head back and forth slowly, earning a deep grunt from him.

Gently, he removed his fingers from your mouth and gave you a kiss before turning you around and gathering your hair into a low ponytail. Jake smiled as he kissed your forehead, saying, "Such a good girl, so sweet and innocent. I want you so fucking badly,” he added, kissing the side of your neck, only to start sucking on the delicate skin of yours.

After tracing your fingers down his chest and stomach, you finally gained confidence. "How do you want me?"

Before responding, Jake chuckled and bit your neck, sucking it for a moment. "I want you to suck my cock. My dick has been aching for your lips to wrap around it all day, nena."

You didn't need to be told twice. You sank to the floor and dragged down his pants, freeing his thick, hard cock as you watched his face. You gently wrapped your hand around it. While you licked up from the shaft and circled his head, you kept your eyes on his face. You loved hearing his quiet gasps and groans.

His large hand came to gather your hair, tugging it softly. "You're so good at that, nena," Jake cooed, and you moaned in response before taking the tip into your mouth. Sheathing your teeth, you started bobbing your head on his cock, still paying attention to him.

"You are a great cock sucker,” Jake praised, licking his lower lip slowly as he watched you closely.

He encouraged you to speed up and close your eyes while you enjoyed the taste of his cock in your mouth. You pulled him out of your mouth for a moment; a string of saliva connecting you as your drool dripped down your chin and landed on your breasts. You kept your eyes on Jake and let your tongue hang out a little before you took his cock back into your mouth.

"Fuck yes, nena, your throat feels good on my cock," Jake praised again, massaging the back of your head.

You groaned as he spoke and tugged your hair harder. Your pussy twitched as you listened to the lewd sounds of his cock slipping in and out of your mouth. 

"You look so pretty with my cock in your mouth,” Jake groaned before he pulled your hair up, directing you to release him. His cock came out of your mouth with a pop, saliva dripping off his shaft; you licked it clean before standing.

Lockley guided you gently to your bed, bending you in front of him, applying just a little pressure to your lower back. As he stood behind you, he pulled a few pillows and placed them under your hips. "Eres tan buena chica,” Jake muttered before he slid his cock in your dripping, wet pussy from behind in one hard thrust.

You both groaned.

You shivered and clenched on his cock.

Slowly, he pulled back to the tip before thrusting forward again to the hilt.

"Fuck,” you cursed quietly, loving how his cock felt inside you.

Lockley started setting a steady pace, thrusting to the hilt, out to the tip and back. "Your pussy feels so good on my cock," Jake panted as he continued, "Tan mojado, calientito y apretado.” He bent forward and bit the back of your neck as he thrust in you again. "Tal un buen coño."

The way he fucked you was so good, and he knew just what to say to make you want more. "I love your cock in me,” you panted out as you matched his thrusts.

He groaned and started to move faster. "Such a sexy girl," he muttered as he picked up the pace. "You like how I fuck you?" Jake asked, tugging at your hair.

You raised your head, turning it slightly to look up at him, moaning "Fuck, yes!”

This was all Lockley needed, and he surged forward pounding his cock in your pussy, grunting deeply at the feeling of your pussy squeezing his cock nicely.

You loved when he got rough. Eventually, your arms gave out and you laid your chest back on the bed.

"Buena niña,” Jake said, holding tight to your hips as he kept up his delicious pace. "Good girl, taking my cock so well,” he groaned out as he gained speed. His breath indicated he was getting closer. Jake stuttered around his panting breath. "Where do you want my cum?"

"Inside," you whimpered breathlessly. "Please, cum inside me, daddy. Tell me I’m your good girl, please!” You pleaded, getting closer and closer to your peak.

After a few more sharp thrusts, he pulled you over the edge with him, slamming into your core. He stayed there for a moment leaning over to press into your back. "You like my cum inside you?" Jake asked, brushing his cheek against your nape. "I love cumming in you, my little doll, pleasing her papi so well," he pressed a few kisses on your shoulder before withdrawing, leaving you feeling strangely empty.

"Thank you, Jake, it was amazing,” you whispered, stroking his cheek and looking deeply into his dark, hazel eyes.

Jake smiled and turned to kiss your hand before he moved you both to cuddle together. "Did you like it, nena? All the praises?”

You smiled, turning to kiss his nose. “"I didn't know I had a praise kink. Thanks to you, I am discovering myself every single day."