#I can’t stop jumping omggg

[netherregionblog]

I feel like a kid on Christmas

[crowborn666-writes]

Hi, I have a request if you don’t mind :3

How would Azul, Jamil, Silver, and Rook react to reader who can’t stop staring because they think they’re just so ethereal in their eyes?

Like they’re talking and reader’s just resting their head on their hand/arm with that lovesick gaze while they demonstrate/explain something but whenever they catch reader staring they get all flustered and try to hide their face/self

I thought it was pretty cute, if you don’t want to you have to but if you do accept thank you in advance!

(also I’ve got more ideas so if it’s not taken can I be 🌒 anon?)

(Absolutely you can! Sorry this took a while. Jamil gave me so much trouble omggg i dont know him well yet)

Lovestruck

Characters: Azul, Jamil, Silver, and Rook

Genre: Fluff, Romantic

Summary: They have no clue how pretty they can be, do they?

Started this then found the song La Vie En Rose. :3

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Azul

Nothing melts you more than seeing Azul’s gears turning as he conducts a deal. The way his eyes light up with an idea upon seeing an opportunity. You’ve seen him do it more times than you can count, usually making a deal with Grim to get him to behave for longer than five minutes. You usually have to look away before he can meet your eye, distracting yourself from the way your heart sings by looking at anything else.

You even frequent the Mostro Lounge often, getting your usual most times, but are happy to try out any new dishes Jade mentions. Whenever you do, you always pass by Azul with your honest opinion, and like always, you hurry to pay and leave. If only to avoid gushing over how dreamy he looks when he smiles his thanks.

Little did you know he’s caught sight of your lovestruck face plenty of times, and behind the scenes he’s carefully calculating the right moment to give his confession.

Jamil

You fell from the moment he went out of his way to help you in the communal kitchen at NRC. You had been whipping up dinner for you and Grim, since of course Ramshackle's stove didn't work (Thanks Crowley), when Jamil stepped up beside you with a polite offer to help. There wasn't anything in it for him really, you had only gotten enough ingredients to make enough for you and Grim, yet Jamil was there, offering tips and aid for your apparent struggle.

So of course, when your pupils got big and your smile turned a touch too warm, he knew.

But he didn't say anything, secretly finding your "subtle" gazes flattering. Whenever he had a spare moment, he found himself aiding you in whatever you could need. Need help reaching a book on a high shelf? Need more tips on what spices would go good together? Jamil's got you, and perhaps you have his heart in return.

Silver

He takes the longest to notice, usually being asleep when you take your chances. He always wakes up with the lingering feeling of being watched, and just as it starts to unnerve him, he catches you.

You hadn't noticed this time when he woke up. You sit across the courtyard, Ace and Deuce's conversation going in one ear and out the other as you gaze over at him. Your chin rests in your hand, and you're only snapped from your lovesick gaze when Ace shakes your shoulder.

Silver stares back through lidded eyes, staying still so he can feign sleeping. You may not have the eyesight to see his eyes open from that distance, but he's grateful when Ace drags your group away. He could feel his cheeks beginning to heat up at the realization you liked him too.

Rook

You’d be a fool to think this man doesn’t notice your longing, lovestruck gazes. Yet here you stand, distracted in class as you watch Rook from across the room. Is he aware of how you think the tables have turned? The hunter being the one watched instead of doing the watching?

He absolutely is. Especially when he catches your eye in potionology with a knowing look, causing you to jump and turn away. His timing is impeccable, somehow startling you back into focus just in time to finish this round of stirring. At least, Professor Crewel won't bite at you for messing up this assignment (hopefully).

Rook almost laughs when you go to many lengths to hide your flustered face whenever he catches you. Actually no, he does laugh. To himself. He ignores the odd looks sent his way. He lets this game of visual cat and mouse run for a while, pondering over what poem to praise you with when the time is right.

[writtenbyan-aries]

Omggg hiii! I love your writing, and whenever you post I get super excited to read 🥰🥰🥰

So today is my Birthday and I was wondering if you could do a bsfxreader with either Colby, Jake, Johnnie or Sam? Been friends for months and having a sexual tension between one of them, we go celebrating my birthday, jealously with someone hiring on me and end up having Birthday sex?

If it’s possible? 😍😍😍

Happy birthday!!! 🖤

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, mentions of alcohol, jealous!Johnnie, sexual tension, flirting, kissing, biting, scratching, unprotected sex, general filth

Word Count: 2.7k | unedited

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“Oh, there’s Johnnie.” You nudge your friend, “I’m going to go talk to him.”

You walk away, slowly walking up to Johnnie, “Hey.” You smile as you lean against the wall, “You’re coming to my party tomorrow night right?”

“Oh shit.” He tilts his head, “That’s tomorrow?”

You nod, “Um, yeah. Tomorrow. It’s literally the day I’ve been planning for weeks now.”

He smirks, bringing his drink up to his lips and taking a sip, “I know, how could I forget?”

“You’re messing with me aren’t you?” You squint and he nods, “I am.”

“Fuck off, Johnnie.” You laugh, reaching out to gently push his arm. He laughs, leaning up against the wall, “Who’s all going to be there?”

You almost forgot to answer the question because you were too busy watching his eyes move down from yours to your cleavage, “Oh, um. Everyone, I guess.”

“Didn’t know you knew a lot of people.” Johnnie jokes and you roll your eyes, “Mhm. Sure.” You go to walk away and he grabs your arm, “Where ya goin’?”

“I need more to drink.” You finish the last little bit in your cup and Johnnie takes it, “I’ll get it.”

“Thank you.” You smile and look from him to your friend as he walks away and she walks up, “Any progress?”

You shake your head, “I mean, I caught him staring at my boobs, so. That’s something, right?”

“Why doesn’t he just accept the fact that he-“

You clear your throat and she quickly changes up her story, “That he is one of the best artists out there. Speaking of the devil, here he is. Hi Johnnie.”

“Hey.” He nods as he hands you back your cup, “So what were you really talking about?”

“Nothing.” You and your friend say in unison. You laugh, “Um, we were just talking about when we think you’ll be dripping your new song.”

“Yeah how come we don’t know when that is.” She asks and he shrugs, smiling, “I like to keep things a mystery.”

“Clearly.” She raises her brows with a sigh, “I think it’s time for me to head out.”

“This early?” Johnnie asks and she nods, “Gotta get up early and start preparing. I’m taking y/n out to breakfast, then lunch, and then dinner before her big birthday bash. You are coming to that right?”

Johnnie looks at you with a smirk, “Yeah. I’ll be there.”

“Good.” She looks at you, “You ready?”

“Oh, I’m coming with you?” You ask and she nods, “Yeah, can’t have you put too late, right? Big day tomorrow.”

“I guess, I’m leaving so..” you look at Johnnie, “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

He nods, pulling his lip between his teeth as he nods, “Yeah, I’ll see you.”

You smile, whispering a quiet okay before leaving. The whole way home, all you can do is talk about Johnnie. You knew there was something there, you just don’t know what was stopping him from going through with anything.

The way he looked at you was full of lust, wanting to just jump your bones right where you stand, and the same goes for you.

If you had to use your birthday wish on wishing Johnnie would just get over himself, that’s what you’ll do.

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You made it through the day. Breakfast went smooth. Lunch went smooth. Taking pictures throughout the day went super smooth.

It was a good day.

You had confidence about tonight coming super well, and you couldn’t be anymore excited.

“Ready?” Your friend comes into the room, gasping when she sees you, “Oh my god. Birthday girl, you’re looking hot.”

You smile, standing up from your vanity, “You think?”

“Oh there’s absolutely no fucking say Johnnie doesn’t keep his hands off of you tonight.” She laughs, “if he does, he’s dumb as fuck.”

“Well, I guess we’ll see.” You laugh, “Ready?”

“If you are.”

You nod and grab your stuff, “Let’s party.”

Once you arrive to the venue, you can hear the di inside cut the music, “Alright party people! Let’s hear it for the birthday girl! Y/n is in the house everybody!”

As soon as you walk through the doors, everyone starts cheering. Confetti poppers are popped. Your friends all scream and run up to you.

It was the perfect beginning to a hopefully perfect party.

You looked around, thanking the ones who come up to you for coming, but your mind was set on one thing, making sure Johnnie actually showed up.

Once you spot him, a huge smile spreads across your face. You seen him standing with Jake over in the one corner, and even though he had his sunglasses on, you knew he was looking at you.

You make your way through the crowd, two drinks in your hands as you walk up to him, “You came.” You hand him the drink, “And you look thirsty.”

He smiles, nodding as he takes the glass, “Yeah, I managed to rearrange my schedule just for you.”

“Aw, aren’t you sweet.” You tease, “Thank you for coming.”

“I wouldn’t miss this for the world, y/n.” He leans in for a hug, “Happy birthday. You look beautiful.”

You can feel your cheeks turning red, “Thanks, J.”

You look at Jake, “Thanks for coming!” Jake leans in, giving you a hug, “No problem! Happy birthday!”

“y/n!” Your friend grabs your arm and you give her a look, moving your eyes towards Johnnie. She holds her hand up, waving to Johnnie, “Hey.”

He nods and you look at your friend, “What is wrong?”

“He’s here.”

“Who’s here?”

“That guy I was telling you about.”

You felt your stomach flip as you thought, in front of Johnnie, really?

“Yeah. Come on.” She pulls you away, leaning in, “Just trust me on this, okay. There’s no guy. I’m just tryin’ to get Johnnie to see that he needs to act on stuff he wants a lot sooner.”

“Smart.” You raise your brows, laughing as you come to a stop, “Y/n, this is who I told you about. This is Vincent.”

“Hi, nice to meet you.” You smile, reaching out to shake his hand and he brings your hand up to his lips, kissing your knuckles, “Happy birthday.”

“Thank you.” You smile, “Thanks for coming.”

“Yeah, no worries. I could never miss a birthday party, especially for someone as pretty as you.”

You raise your brows, “Wow, um.” You giggle, “Thanks, again.”

He nods, “So would you like to dance?”

You glance at your friend and she nods, mouthing, “Trust me.”

You nod, “Sure.”

He leads you to the floor and spins you around, facing Johnnie. A part of you felt like he was in on the plan, but then again, would he really take it as far as grinding his crotch against your ass?

You just went with it, in hopes of Johnnie coming to his senses.

“Are you with anyone?” Vincent leans down and asks in your ear and you shrug, shaking your head, “Not technically, no.”

Your eyes stay on Johnnie, watching as he leans in to speak to Jake before getting up and walking to the bar.

Your heart started racing faster as you lost sight of him, scared he would just leave.

Vincent spins you around, his hands on your waist, “When Lysa invited me, she didn’t tell me how gorgeous you were in person.”

You laugh anxiously, “Oh, um..” you laugh more, “Sorry, I don’t really what to say.” He shakes his head, “We don’t have to speak, I’m fine with just-“

He presses his lips to yours and you shove him back, “That I’m not fine with.” You walk over to Lysa, “Dude. He just laid one on me.”

“Are you for real?” She scoffs, “I told him just to take you and dance with you, not try and put the moves on you.” She sighs, “I’m sorry, y/n.”

“It’s fine.. just get the bouncer to throw him out.”

She nods, “On it.”

You make your way around, back to the corner where Jake and Johnnie were sitting.

“Hey. Where’s Johnnie?” You look at Jake and he shrugs, “Said he was going to get another drink but he hasn’t been back. Maybe he went out for a cigarette.”

“I’ll go check.” You turn and Jake stops you, “Why don’t you just tell him how you feel, y/n?”

“Does he feel the same about me?” You ask and Jake smirks, “He wanted to come down there and have words with that guy, but he just couldn’t do it.”

“Oh.” You sigh, “I’ll go find him.”

You walk away, making your way to the doors and walking out. You look to the left then the right, stopping when you see Johnnie leaning against the wall, one foot pressed against it, “Hey.”

“Shouldn’t you be in there enjoying your party?” Johnnie asks as he ashes his cigarette.

“Can’t enjoy it if I know you’re out here alone.”

He shakes his head, “Seemed like you were having a great time without me.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You cross your arms and he looks at you, “Going with your friend to meet some guy when we were in the middle of a conversation? Going out to dance with him?” He scoffs, “Don’t even get me started on the whole kiss thing.”

You take a few steps up to him, “You sound jealous, Johnnie Guilbert.”

“How can I not be when you’re wearing something like that? I should be the one dancing with you, standing by you as you blow out your candles. Jesus fuck.” He scratches his forehead with his thumb before taking another drag of his cigarette.

“Would it calm you down if I told you Lysa set that up to make you finally get over yourself?” You reach out, taking the cigarette from his hand and taking a drag, “And if you don’t believe me..” you blow out the smoke, “I told Lysa to get the bouncer to throw him out. That kiss was unwanted, J. The only person I want to kiss is you.”

He stares at you, a smirk toying with his lips as he reaches into his jacket to pull out his pack of cigarettes, “Why didn’t you have just said that?”

You move to stand beside him, “Why couldn’t you have just said anything rather than silently staring at my boobs every chance you get.”

“Okay, okay. Fair play.” Johnnie laughs, “You got me.”

“I know.. we have something, whether it’s just..” you laugh slightly, “Sexual, or romantic, I know we have-“

Johnnie spins in front of you, shutting you up with a kiss. He leans back slightly, “Who said it can’t be both?”

You smile, dropping the done cigarette and pulling him back in towards you.

He drop his cigarette and grips your waist, “I’ve wanted you for so long.”

“Same, J.” You whisper, “Come on.”

As you go to open the door, security throws out Vincent and he looks at you, “It’s like that now?”

“Keep walking, dude.” Johnnie mumbles as he nudges you to walk inside. You lead him in, walking around to some steps that lead to the upstairs portion that’s blocked off for the party.

No one was up here.

“In here.” You point as you glance back at Johnnie. He nods and walks forward, opening the door. He leads you into the dark lit room, pulling you closer to him as he pushes the door shut.

Your lips were on his as his hands traveled up and down your body, moaning softly as he gives your hips a squeeze.

You push him back to the couch that’s in the center of the room, straddling him and kissing down his neck as you grind.

He lets out a soft moan as you kiss up to his cheek, reaching up to push his sunglasses up on top of his head, “Kinda wanna see you.” You smirk and he laughs, “Sorry, I wear them so much, I forgot I had them on.”

You laugh and kiss him, reaching down to slide your dress up over your ass. Your hands move to undo his belt, then his button and zipper, and finally you slide your hand inside.

He gasps at the pressure of your palm on his restrained cock, “Fuck. This is actually happening?”

You nod, “It really is, J.”

“Just making sure.” He smiles, pulling you in for a kiss.

You lift your hips as he shrugs his pants and boxers down, and you immediately move your hand to wrap around his cock.

He moan, bucking his hips slightly as you stroke your hand up and down slowly.

“You ready?” You ask quietly and he nods, “So ready.”

You bring your hand up to your lips, coating the tip of your fingers in spit before moving it down to wipe on the tip of his cock.

You ride up, pulling your panties to the side and sinking down onto him.

Your arm wraps tightly around his neck as you gasp out, lips smashing against his as you bottom out.

“Fuck.” He breathes out, “You feel so good.”

You nod, “So do you, baby.”

He pulls you closer, moving your hips, “Move, baby.”

You rise up and slowly sink back down a few times before getting into a rhythm, your moans mixing with Johnnie’s to fill the almost silent room.

You could hear the music bumping below you, but neither of you cared.

You tilt your head back, moaning out as your nails sink into the back of his neck, “Fuck, fuck yes.” Your jaw falls slack as Johnnie takes the opportunity to kiss and mark up your neck with little love bites.

You cup his cheek with your other hand, pressing your lips to his. Your moans are muffled as you clench around him tight.

His head falls back, eyes fluttering shut as a groan leaves his lips. You lean down, kissing and nipping up and down his neck, moaning lowly in his ear, “I thought about this every night.”

He lifts his head, staring up at you as he nods, “You’re all I ever think about.”

He reaches up, pulling you in for a kiss.

Your lips move in the perfect sync as you swallow each other’s moans, your hands pawing at each other to be closer.

Johnnie sits up, laying you down on the couch and takes over the thrusts. He reaches down, holding under your knee as his other hand is by your head to support himself.

Your hands are on his neck, staring up into his eyes as your lips fall to allow moans to fly free.

“J-Johnnie.” You pant, “Fuck, fuck.”

He nods, leaning down to kiss you, “cum for me.”

You whine against his lips, back lifting from the soft fabric below you. Your head tilts back, chest pressing harder against his as you let out a long moan, “Fuuuuck.”

Johnnie groans loudly, pressing a kisses to your neck as he guides you through your high.

“Fuck, fuck.” He grunts, pulling out quickly and spilling onto your thigh.

He looks down at you, giving you a smile before sitting up, “Is there.. a bathroom or something in here?”

You point to the back, “There should be one back there.” He nods and gets up, walking back. You lay there for a few seconds before he comes back out with some towels, “Here.”

He wipes off your leg and hands you another one.

You clean yourself off the rest of the way and stand up, fixing your clothes before walking over to throw the towel away.

“So what do you say?” Johnnie walk up and takes your hand in his, “Can I have a dance with the birthday girl?”

“Of course you can.” You smile, leaning in to kiss him, “You know, I was going to make this my birthday wish.”

He laughs, “Really?”

You nod, “Yep.”

He shakes his head, pecking your cheek, “Well you got that, so wish for something better.” You scoff, “Please, what could be better than this?”

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Thank you so much for reading! I love you all so much! Catch you in the next one! 🖤

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[brittscafe]

𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐳𝐳

Pairing: Bazz B x female reader.

Summary: Bazz B gets a hand massage from his girlfriend and decides to show her just how good he is with his fingers.

Request: Heyooooo! Hope you are doing well! Can I please get a scenario for my hot fire rooster, Bazz-B? I don’t see many T-T One where he could be angrily ranting to his girlfriend reader about something(I imagine it happens often lol), and while he does that, reader would sneakily start messing with his hands to calm him down and get him to stop? Like touching them, massaging them, removing his gloves, kissing his fingers and so on? Maybe starting cute/gentle and probably getting gradually sexy? He would try to stay mad cuz reader isn’t really listening to his looong ass rant but can’t. He would probably become a bit of a blushing mess because it would be sweet but a huge turn on for him. Could go into full blown sexy times, but that’s up to you ;) Just had the random thought the other day since he always claims to be good with his fingers lmao. So I would love to see what you come up with if you feel up for it. Thanks and love your work! P.S: I really like this whole anon emoji thing so can I claim either ❤️‍🔥 or 🔥? Cuz expect to hear from me often….. if it’s not a problem. 😅

A/n: Omggg heyy <3 Feel free to claim ❤️‍🔥 I honestly think Bazz is sooo hot, it's insane.

Content: Smut, Bazz B being a little bit of a hothead, fingering, cursing.

Ko-fi link (anything is appreciated <3)

The bedroom door slams open and you perk your head up. Your boyfriend, Bazz B comes marching into the room. His fists are clenched and his nostrils are flared.

"That stupid idiot! You know, sometimes I wonder just how they could be so insanely stupid!" Bazz scoffs out, shaking his head in denial.

"Awww, tell me more," you encourage him and he continues onto his long rant. He's spewing out words, left and right, but they go through right your eardrums.

Your eyes glance down at his gloved hands, clenched at his side and you reach out.

"Oh...uh huh," you nod your head, grabbing onto his hands and starting to massage them. Bazz doesn't even notice as he angrily rants on, his voice filling the room.

"Hey...you're not even listening," he speaks sternly, catching your attention. You gaze up at him, slowly taking off his gloves and tossing them aside.

"No, I am. Keep on going," you assure him, shooting him a sly smile.

He lets out a tiny sigh and cocks an eyebrow, pondering for a minute before going back to his rant. You bring his hands up to your lips and shower them in soft kisses.

Bazz stops in the middle of his sentence, stuttering as his cheeks turn a slight pink.

"Hey, what are you doing?" he asks, glaring down at you. You shrug your shoulders.

"Nothing," you reply innocently.

"Well...I just thought you could show me how good you are with your fingers since you claim to be, but oh well," you tease him, letting out a tiny, playful sigh.

Bazz's whole expression changes from hearing your words. A grin tugs along his face and he lets out a chuckle that sends a shiver down your spine.

"Yeah? Does somebody want me to show them how good I am with my fingers and how good I can make them feel?" Bazz asks, his voice low and raspy.

Your heart thuds against your chest and you nod your head. Bazz wastes no time, tugging down your pants and underwear. His fingers wrap around your underwear, gazing at the large wet spot on them.

He lets out a tiny chuckle and tosses them aside. "Look at that, pretty girl. You're so wet for me already, aren't you?" he asks, his voice deep and sending a chill down your spine.

He places his pointer finger on your clit and you inhale sharply. Even the slightest touch has got you jumping. Bazz takes notice of your reaction and replaces his pointer finger with his thumb, rubbing your clit.

You wrap your fingers around the bedsheets squeezing them as pleasure starts to tingle your body. Bazz smirks and a gleam overtakes his eyes.

"Somebody's very sensitive," he teases you, fingers brushing against your wet folds.

"Stop teasing me," you breathe out, almost begging him. The look inside of Bazz's eyes changes and they darken in a way. The room becomes hot and heavy as he slowly slides two fingers inside of you, earning a quiet gasp from you.

The pads of his fingers tap against that plush spot inside of you and grabs onto your hip with his other hand. His hand is pushing your body into the plush bed as his fingers work on building up the pleasure inside of you.

"That feels really good," you comment, spreading your thighs wider to feel more of his fingers.

"Yeah, baby?" Bazz asks you, inserting a third finger inside of you. You clench around his fingers, moans leaving your mouth as his fingers dance along your g-spot.

"Yes," you whimper out, heart beat speeding up and a knot twisting inside of your gut. The way his fingers prod right up against your spot makes your eyes roll into the back of your head.

Bazz's eyes gaze over your face, pleasure written all over it. He loves the way his fingers can make you feel and how pretty your moans are for him.

The pleasure starts building up inside of you as his thick fingers slide in and out of you. Wet squelches fill the room along with your heavy breathing, moans, and whines.

"Are you gonna be a good girl for me, baby?" Bazz asks, grabbing onto your jaw and forces you to look up at him. Your eyes are welling up with tears, so immense from the pleasure.

"Yes, p-please Bazz," you beg him, feeling your climax coming on. He speeds up the pace of his fingers and your jaw falls open, loud moans leaving it.

The room becomes filled with lewd sounds of moans, wetness, and high pitched whines as you cum onto Bazz's fingers. He feels the warm liquid spill onto his thick fingers, leaving his fingers inside of you as you come down from your high.

You pant heavily as tears slide down the side of your face, happy ones of course. Bazz's fingers press into your jaw and he slowly slides his cum covered fingers out from your pussy.

"God, you sound so pretty when you cum for me," he chuckles out with a deep voice, dipping his head down towards yours and kissing you roughly.

Your pussy is throbbing still, a reminder of how good Bazz is with his fingers.

[jeansplaytoy]

aot people and what dogs they have

this was funnnn , no warnings !!

starting off , i feel like eren would have a french bulldog 😭 he don’t even seem like a big dog typa person (not in the animal way) but he would def name the dog after him like with the same initials or something. like ej (eren jeager) jr.

“ej jr, getcho ass back over here.”

“bruh ej jr ian even playin nomo bruh.”

“junior, why you eat my new…” and take a deep ass breath. “why you eat my new shoes?”

but to be honest he can’t even be mad cus him and the dog act just alike 💀 and i feel like ej jr would be hella nice, just play too much (like eren). like the amount of times this dog has took off down the sidewalk and eren just stood there, sick and tired of the bullshit. he’d definitely be one of those people that would be like “dogs too much to handle” but kept the dog no matter whatttt.

next up is connie, who would prolly have a doberman i’m not even finna lie. like he would want a dog that looks scary, but isn’t actually mean. and that’s specifically his dog.

like he’s trained enough that if connie tells him to attack like for real, that mf gon attack. but he’s trained enough to know if connie just playin or not. but he got it kinda good cus when i say everybody is scared of this boys dog …. it ain’t even funny 💀

everybody is scared of it except for the main group. he gotta keep it in its room (yet it had its own room) for somebody to come over his house.

and i feel like he’d name it like domino or spade (ykyk).

“yo spade come here lil bro!”

“spade go eat yo food, you had me fixing that shit for nun.”

“spade. go in yo room fool.”

he also squares up and play fights wit the dog 😭.

next up is jean. now this mf know he wrong, but he would have one of them tall ass dogs, like a irish wolfhound or sumn.

now this dog is sum else, jeans dog would be hella chill, but taking it out in public? 💀shiddd. everybody staring and looking like a mf and he honestly, HONESTLYYY don’t understand why. people will literally be like “bruh, that dog is huge as fuck.” and he’ll just be like “ion know what y’all be talmout, but ight.” AND IT AINT NO ACT cus he tall too😭.

the dogs name would prolly be clifford, ngl. the only difference is that the dog ain’t red. but other than that, he chill as hellll.

“clifford, stop tryna eat paper and shit!”

“cliff’ you chewed my bottle of water bro.”

“clifford, go. just go sit down, damn.”

there’s really no problems with this dog other than the fact that it’s big, but it’s trained a lot and hella good. like the dog knows to sit down in its normal spot when people come over and not to try to jump on people when they’re standing up, stuff like that.

so ony would probably have a small dog just like eren, and it’d probably be a papillon and lemme tell you, he would literally treat this dog like a princesssss omggg.

buy her clothes, paint her nails, brush and comb her hair, brush her teeth, treats everywhere in the bottom of the pantry. like he’ll treat the dog like his own daughter. he always holds her, she’s trained (kind of), like what else could a dog ask for?

but the namewise, i feel like he’d name his dog princeee, honestly. 😭

“princess, bring yo tiny ass-“

“you hungry, P’?”

“princess get that shit out yo mouth!”

of course he’ll only fuss at the dog if she really being disobedient like the time his bed was covered in toilet paper, like ten rolls.

now speaking of fussing, mikasa will forever get fussed at for buying not one, but two black perro de prasa canarios. when i say this girl don’t give a damn bout walking at night with her hands full at all, even when the dogs ain’t on a leash, they’re trained REALLY good. so when she’s actually scared or nervous about somebody following her, they’ll do exactly what she says. full on barking and then stopping mid bark when she says so.

everybodies scared of her dog (and connie would be jealous because not that many people really care about his when they see hers) but it’s not even on purpose, she just wants them for protection honestly.

their names would probably be bullet and gun. obviously.

“gun, bullet, why is there dog food everywhere?”

“gun, bro stop tryna fight bullet.”

“bullet, stop shaking water everywhere!”

bullet is bullet because he got a lot of energy and gun is gun because he’s more intimidating. like they got the spike collars and all, mikasa was not playing.

last but not least, sasha would have a dog that she could laugh at everyday, like a greyhound.

now honestly her and this dog will argue each other from the minute she wakes up to the minute she goes back to sleep. they would be so on and off. 😭 but she’d dress the dog up and stuff and be really nice to it.

the only thing she’d really laugh at is how skinny the dog looks. but the name would probably be bones.

“bones, stop chewing on my airpods cases!”

“bones, get out. please get out.”

“bones stop scratching meee!”

but she obviously loves her dog cus she’s the type to have it since she was like 16 maybe. and they play fight too but she always ends up losing the fight, and one of her lashes in the process.

let’s not talk about how i fg to put armin, hope u enjoyed.

[xotication]

i swear i’ll stfu abt kaneki at some point but OMGGG he’s just so boyfriend, i can’t.

kaneki is so obsessed with you. like you are his entire life in a being nd everyone around him knows it.

you know he loves you & all but he always surprises you with the extent that his love can go.. like one day he was on tiktok nd saw those silly couples with their silly lil matching “i love my bf” nd “i love my gf” shirts.. so he bought them for you two.. he has no clue how much it actually meant to you though.

another time he noticed your hand was so bare nd made it his mission to change that. HE BOUGHT YOU THE PRETTIEST FUCKEN PROMISE RING OMG.

like stfu rn.. he literally got on a knee & everything…. you were SCARED but he said it was his promise that he’d be your husband one day, nd that until then he’s gonna be there for you forever nd ever nd ever nd ever nd bla bla all that good stuff. he even bought a ring with your name on it & he does NOT. take that shit off. he doesn’t care if she’s showering, cooking, washing his hands.. anything.

“kaneki you can take it off. it’s gonna get all scratched nd stuff if you don’t”

“i don’t care, i’ll just buy a new one.. i don’t wanna take it off” HE SAYS WITH A FUCKEN POUT. like stop, i’ll rip ur face off.. i can’t ..

kaneki always talks about you as well, nd he doesn’t even realize it. it’s just that he spends all his time with you nd everything he does.. IS for YOU. so it’s just in his nature to talk abt someone he loves that much. for example:

“just started this new anime, it’s pretty interesting so far..”

“wait what’s it called again?”

“attack on titan”

“oh.. y/n tells me about it all the time. she says the plot twist is really intense..”

& HE’LL JUST RAMBLEEEEE, like get this man a mirror bc he might as well just be talking to his own reflection, all that just for the person to say ..

“who’s y/n..?”

“my girlfriend”

like poor baby is making things awkward for himself but he doesn’t have anything else to talk abt.. other than maybe video games.

anyway, i’m saying all this to say.

one day kaneki had told you he’d be out nd about, so you shouldn’t really wait up on him. you didn’t think anything of it, he’s his own person nd stuff like that.

a couple hours passed & finally he comes through the front door. he gives you a kiss but you’re confused when you see black plastic wrap on his neck.

“ken, what is that..?”

“promise you won’t be mad.”

“don’t fucking play with me.. what is it?”

“just promise me!”

“fine. i promise i won’t get mad”

after that he slowly peels off the tape nd the wrap, wincing here & there.. when it’s finally off you can see that it’s your name.

YOUR FUCKING NAME.

HELLOOOOO?!?!?!

“why’re we silent.. do you not like it? are you mad..?”

you literally jump on this man.

“i love it but why did you do that?!”

“why wouldn’t i? i’m not even done yet, next i’ll get it across my forehead”

he says it with a smile & you think he’s joking. but he’s completely fucken serious.

later down the line he even gets your lips tatted on his v-line. like omg. everything about this man is just so yummy?!?!?!

the SECOND that shit heals, he posts a slutty ass pic with the tattoo on display & so many girls unfollowed him after seeing that & your name on his neck..

the hoes were mad.. 😭

[delugyu]

OMGGG I JUST FINISHED READING

i have so many thoughts and i’m very bad at putting them together so bear with me !!

starting with the shit that didn’t make me feel like i was losing my mind !! the convo between yn and chaewon abt how she should ask soobin to be her bf is so funny !! also that part where yn was like yeah this better be a good fucking band and then The concert is pretty mediocre. PLEASE

You don’t let yourself think about it as you crash your lips onto his. my heart STOPPED

i love love first of all how both beomgyu and soobin come around at the literally same time and the way you contrasted their personalities and intentions (besides the obvious actually decent man vs crazy bitch lol), like soobin wanting to know mc was sure about him before kissing her while beomgyu was doing a whole lot more and telling her he would be fine being friends just !!!!! (which also ???? fucking insane dude, like i know why but… yet ANOTHER red flag)

this was genuinely a roller coaster in the best way possible. every new scene i was holding my breath, you really plastered the tension all over this fic !!! i really liked how you wrote mc, since pt1 we were literally in her mind and navigating her every thought, but i think this shines a little more in pt2 with all the crazy lol, prompts a lot more self reflection. also you made this so real !! i really really sympathize with yn and i’m so sad the angst is basically her life 😭😭

that one scene with yeonjun made me so mad !!! beomgyu clearly twisted the story but wtf man ???? telling mc off but not the dude who keeps pushing her to have sex ???? asking for her side ???? ughhh, i mean, yn definitely needed to hear that and i like that you show that not everyone will be on her side !! but again, i deeply sympathize with her i just could NOT bear reading her getting dragged by yeonjun 😭😭

the scenes with soobin were so sweet </3 (cue tears) HOW HE SAID SHE WAS THE BEST THING IN THE CITY iirc they talked about that in pt2 i’m SOBBING that whole scene of him saying goodbye hurt me the most ngl, at least the smut was yummy enough to forget about that (seriously though, toe curling smut, hats off to u)

lol this got very long !! i can’t wait to read more of your works (if u want to share what’s next or more birth charts for future mcs, i’m not complaining hehe), take care !!

post-c3 astrology anon 🚬🚬

ASTROLOGY ANONNNN I JUST JUMPED FOR JOY! THANK U FOR THIS🤞 long ass response under the cut + c3 spoilers !!

omg yes that chaewon and yn convo on the phone was such a breath of fresh air to write. love to indulge in a little giggle from time to time. had to give the girls at least one scene to just be girls together. also LMFAOOO the transition for the concert scene tickled me so bad

whew yeah that kiss scene between mc and beomgyu is what inspired the tag “very bad reckless dumb decisions” LMAO cannot blame her tho tbh beomgyu was annoying asf and wasn’t gonna stop until something went his way. and then she got to dom him a little so you know what good for her

you crowning beomgyu w the crazy bitch title gave me a good chuckle. mc should’ve called him that once or twice to shut him up a little

RAHHHHH YESSS i’m so glad u pointed out that contrast between soobin turning mc’s kiss down vs beomgyu willing to go all the way immediately!!! soobin is so patient and level minded, and beomgyu is none of that 😭 soobin cares about fostering and protecting his relationship with the mc meanwhile beomgyu is much more concerned with getting mc to bend to his every whim

teehee thank youuuu some of these scenes i was even feeling the tension while writing. specifically the argument between chaewon and beomgyu omg even i was stressing. eek ty for the compliments on mc’s self reflections!! it was so interesting to navigate that in this part because i wanted to make sure her dilemma came across correctly without annoying the audience. there were so many paragraphs i had to rewrite cause i was like “no… this is too contradictory…” cause her actions had to match her thought process. i really wanted to give her some kind of character development—she was so defined by her weakness for so much of this fic, and i was determined to let her find strength at the end. writing her leaving beomgyu was such a challenge, cause she mentioned so many times that she would never leave him, so i kept asking myself how to write it in a way that seemed true to her character. it came her having to choose her friendship with beomgyu or her own sanity, and that’s kind of when it clicked for her that she had to leave.

the reaction to yeonjun’s scene is so real like 1) who does beomgyu think he is telling yeonjun abt that and 2) who does yeonjun think he is to belittle yn like that?! ur so right to be mad abt yeonjun attacking yn but not beomgyu, like yeonjun didn’t even think to question why beomgyu keeps trying to sex her up while she’s seeing someone else. FUCK THESE MEN!!

I SQUEALEDDDD IM SO HAPPY YOU NOTICED THAT PARALLEL!! in part 1 yn asks soobin what the best thing in the city is and he kinda laughs and looks off shyly, and finally we come back to that here and get his answer 😭😭😭💔 his goodbye scene FUCKING KILLED MEEE… but it’s my favorite scene in the whole fic i just love how soobin can still be this beacon of light even as he’s parting his ways with mc.

YAYYY smut praise makes me spin around and do little tricks i just did a backflip just now out of pure whimsy and glee. glad to be of service i will continue to provide the best work i can… not even iron chains tying my hands back could stop me from writing the freakiest smut scenes in the world when im ovulating

im fucking crying at u coming back just to complain about beomgyu KAJHAJAJHSHSJJS your hater game is so strong i admire it so much. u talking abt this fic with a friend omg u have balls of steel i keep this x reader stuff top secret LMAOOO. wait but like were they intrigued 😏 but yes beomgyu’s confession was sooo out of the blue and changed so much so fast. perhaps it was just another tactic to keep yn from leaving him (even tho it ended up having the opposite effect). yup get him again that isolation point is 10000% what his motive was.

writing manipulative characters is an art form i have perfected over the years… we are bringing beomgyu to the town square and inviting everyone to come throw tomatoes at him. i’ll even give you the honor of driving the car he gets hit by, out of the kindness of my heart

the chart analyses oh how far we’ve come astro anon… our harvest has been so fruitful i love this little farm we should do this forever. more are certainly to come when i get my ass back to work on my next fics.

take care, be well, water our crops while i’m off at work… until next time 🤍

[chaosology]

condensing it all into one post, here’s my…

works in progress

i’d abbreviate it to WIP but that looks too close to WAP and unfortunately i have the maturity of a 12 year old boy

this is in no specific order and it’ll be updated as they come in :) if you want to navigate thru the blog, i’ve organised it here and the masterlist is here

request # 1: barbie girl

“Can you do a follow up from chills where Sam does actually wear the barbie hoodie to a training or something?”

request # 2

“cannot stop thinking about sam x popstar reader and having cheesy ass love songs written about her like taylor swift’s reputation and lover albums omggg like imagine sam blushing in the crowd while reader sings to her during her concert i’m literally going insane”

request # 3

"lol what about having to fly with sam? she said it’s like her worst fear. or her getting scared"

lurking p3

social media fic with actress!reader

request # 4

“could you write one where Sam plays through a game but she’s sick? and she’s really struggling so the reader is like super worried?”

request # 5

“writing for this prompt (when the other holds onto their waist briefly as they're passing by and it just send chills down their spine) with Sam Kerr (((:”

request # 6

“i was wondering if you would want to write something with sam kerr and the reader and like they have kids and they watch sam play soccer and cheer her on or something?”

request # 7

“could you write a sam kerr fic where the reader got REALLY badly injured and trampled on in the World Cup and she’s got a bad fear of blood, so when she sees that she’s bleeding she faints on the pitch and sam immediately runs over to her (u can write the rest)”

request # 8

“Could you do one when where Sam an reader are going with Ivf an reader has a miscarriage and then later she gets pregnant if you can’t that’s fine love your writing”

request # 9

“Ok so ik that I've already sent you a prompt but I just had the BEST idea. Close your eyes and imagine this: last 10 minutes of the final, you get subbed on, and the score is 1 all, you are awarded a penalty, after final whistle bc sUsPeNsE. You aim for the goal, line it up perfectly and score, the final goal, winning the match. (Sam x reader bc why not)”

request # 10

"have u considered the other height difference option… i am a 5’11 girlie and i find sam’s aerial shenanigans hilarious like. 😮‍💨 girl doing all that jumping just to get to wendie renard’s normal height.. if you were taller you’d be jumping 10 feet easily but alas. anyway um. consider this a prompt for a taller gf height difference (no pressure obv!! just an idea if u felt like it lol)"

request # 11

"Heyyy could I request a sam kerr x reader where the reader is prone to like anxiety and during a match they struggle to breathe because of anxiety and the stress of the game and Sam like takes notice and tells the ref and helps them calm down. 👍😊"

request # 12

"it’s just off the back of your “bad idea right” one shot (fan btw)- just cause i’m soft asl, could we have a follow up please where it’s maybe the morning after or even later and sam is being a bit cocky/teasing/flirty and suddenly reader gets genuinely upset bc it feels like this will never end and they’ll never get over sam and sam doesn’t feel the same way. and sam immediately snaps out of it and it becomes all soft and vulnerable and hopefully happy ending?"

request # 13

"oh shiz i need like a straight mans trying to flirt with reader at like a game or an event and sam just coming up and mans is shook"

request # 14

"what about a proposal? would she do it at a game or like would the other tillies get involved? also like wedding vibes? xx"

request # 15

"ok but what about sam dating a preschool/primary school teacher? like idk but like i just thought it"

benched pt 2

"Part 2 of benched where reader goes into labor and Sam is running around like a headless chicken"

[creative-kny-fics]

omggg, are you a genmui shipper??? they are my life fr. you should write a fic with ler!muichiro and lee!genya, where genya is asking him to tickle him. delete this if u don’t want to but i literally can’t find any tickle fics of them.

( muichiro definitely tickles him to tears all of the time )

Well, I like this ship, but I also have others. And if there is someone who does not like this ship, I respect their opinion. But of course! They are both cute together!

Ler: Muichiro Tokito

Lee: Genya Shinazugawa

'Okay, you can do it. You can do it, you're older than him, you can do it', Genya sighed confidently and approached, hugging Muichiro from behind and putting his face on his shoulder.

'Huh? Oh, Genya, tell me, what's the matter?', come on Genya! You can do it!

'Uh, I, I would like... It's that... Could you... You know... You... That... Ehhh...', Muichiro turned his head in confusion, he didn't understand much of what he was saying. that Genya tried to tell him.

'Genya, could you repeat it please?', Genya looked at him and his face turned so red that he looked like a tomato.

He took a breath, he had already practiced it, why was it so difficult?!

'I want… What… You… You know…!'

'That?'

'The thing...!'

'What?', Muichiro already knew what he was referring to, but he loved so much seeing the look on his face when he couldn't say the word.'Damn! The thing! You already know! What starts with t!'

'There are many that start with "t", come on Genya, say it', Muichiro got up to face him, embarrassing the older man even more. 'TICKLES!', he yelled

'Ohhh~ did you want me to tickle you? But of course! Why didn't you say so before?' Muichiro scoffed, sitting his boyfriend up and gently prodding his sides.

'Ghg! It-It's so difficult! Ngh!'

'Oww difficult? Why? Are you embarrassed when they say 'tickle'?' Genya gritted his teeth as Muichiro lowered slightly, before reaching his hips.

'He-Hey! Mhmhmhm!'

'No laughs? Perhaps, I should increase the power...', Muichiro stopped only to move behind him and hug him, thus catching his hands.

'Wahahit! I know what you will do! Be gentle-!' 'It would be nice if you asked me this directly, maybe there isn't much trust between us', Muichiro commented 'offended'

Muichiro blew on Genya's neck, making him jump a bit. He should not dare, he was not capable

'HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!!', Genya howled as Muichiro blew a raspberry into him neck and his hands found his hips, kneading lovingly.

'NOHOHOHOHO!!! NAHAHAHAHAHA!! AJVSNAHSKSHSJSHWKSHSKJS!!!' 'What are you saying? I can't understand you, speak clearly please', Muichiro blew another raspberry, harder than the last.

Genya arched his back and kicked the floor, trying to get away from him, his grip was strong, but he could be stronger, he could get out, but it was what he wanted, right?

'GYAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! WAHAHAHAIT!!!'

'I'm not hearing you want me to stop…', Muichiro glanced at Genya as he blew another raspberry, blushing slightly as Genya squeezed. His eyes shut, trying to keep the tears from flowing as the blush on his cheeks spread to his ears. 'So?'

'HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! MUHUHUHUI!! STAHAHAHAHAP!! *snort* I *snort* I CAHAHAHAN'T!! *squeal* NO MOHOHORE!!'

'Mmmm I will, but with 2 conditions', Genya nodded, imploring him to speak fast

'You're going to stop being afraid, if you want to be tickled just say so!', Genya began to cry, for every word Muichiro said, he blew a raspberry on his neck and squeezed his hips harder. 'AND THE SECOND?!'

'Oh yeah... Ehhh... I forgot....', Genya couldn't stand it, Muichiro smiled, he was just playing.

He finally released him and Genya fell to the ground, hugging herself and spinning as a few leftover giggles escaped his lips.

'Are you satisfied?', Genya didn't answer, Muichiro sighed, he knew he should wait a few seconds for his boyfriend to fully recover.

After a few seconds, Genya got up somewhat tired, smiling when Muichiro came over and smoothed his bangs and tried to straighten his disheveled hair a bit. 'Did I overdo it? I'm sorry'

'It's okay... Thank you...', Genya approached and stood close to him, he wanted to kiss him, but Muichiro stepped forward giving him a tender kiss on the cheek.

Genya touched that cheek and after blushing he fell to the ground, happy, he would definitely treasure that moment.

[thecollectionsof]

the tic tac fic omggg

!!!!!! i'm glad you liked it !!!!!!!!!

i'll give you a fun fact about it as a thank you :) when i was first writing it and thinking of ideas, i was going to have tic tac meet gigi at the cafe and have gigi be a customer instead of working there. actually wait i have an old snippet before i changed it i can show you

Tic Tac walks in, grateful for the open door. Too many doors are closed in the world, so this new room is nice for having the door open for her.

There are legs everywhere and humans both sitting and standing around in the room. A lot of them seem to come in clusters here, like how Jan and Jackie always sat like JanandJackie with no room on Jackie for her to cuddle. Hopefully her new mama isn’t like that, unless it’s with her or Mama.

She needs to find New Mama first.

There are a few people who look worthy of being her second mama, but there’s one that stands out right away. She doesn’t have a cluster of humans around her—maybe Tic Tac and her mama could be her cluster after this—and this human is ginger, just like her! She would make a good mama.

Tic Tac trots over, happy to find a perfect second mama. She rubs against her legs, making sure to purr loudly. She needs her new mama to know that she’s been claimed, after all—humans are usually too focused on silly human problems to notice when they’ve been claimed by cats. 

Her new mama looks down, a little startled at first, but then she starts cooing at her. “Oh! Hello pumpkin, where did you come from?” she asks, scratching at her head with long, colorful fingers. It feels better than even Mama’s scratchies. Maybe Mama should make her fingers colorful and pointy like her new ginger mama—though that’s what her new mama is for. “Are you a cafe cat?”

Tic Tac meows at her. She’s not a “cafe” cat, whatever that is, she’s a Mama’s cat! She presses her head into her hand, angling herself to make sure Ginger Mama felt her collar. 

“Tic Tac, If found call…” her new second mama trails off, and stops scratching her chin. She purrs louder, hoping that her new mama will get the hint. Her hand slowly starts petting her again, just like she wanted—Ginger Mama is smart, for a human. She picked her new mama well. 

New Mama gets up and goes to the big table with the noisy machines after petting her for another second, and Tic Tac jumps up on the chair she warmed up for her, sitting patiently. “Hi, um, does Tic Tac live here?” New Mama asks while gesturing to her. Tic Tac meows at the cafe human. Mama says that it’s nice to greet people.

The human looks at her with big eyes. “No, I have no clue where she came from,” they say, “but we can’t have her in here.”

That was rude, why can’t she be in here? New Mama’s in here!

New Mama looks at her. She lays down.

“I can take her out, I think she likes me. Thanks,” she says, then turns back to Tic Tac. “We gotta go, sweetie, your people are probably worried about you!”

Tic Tac stands up, stretching, and lets her new mama pick things up off the table before hopping down to the ground, then turning back to make sure New Mama is following. She’s not letting New Mama leave until she meets Mama and agrees to be her second mama, no matter how long it takes.

[misted-dream]

catch my drift was crazy good… it was such a great execution of rivals to lovers because like they know they’re each other’s competition but it doesn’t stop them from falling for each other, BUT THE COMPETITION IS STILL GHERE.. i feel like people either overdo the rivals part or don’t do enough of it but this was the perfect amount srsly 😭 i loved all the characters they felt so fitting and all played a part especially haechan i just love his character so much, he’s there to just help mcs win, he got a goal in mind and he will help yn achieve what a great bff, he is so laid back i loved it plss

MARK….. god idek how to get started on his character.. he was such a heartthrob. the way he just showed up out of nowhere and threatened mcs position. and him taking her to the beach and already knowing who she is AAAHHHH 🤕 i just love how while mc is busy coming up w ways to make sure he doesn’t overtake her position as the best w haechan, he is busy rooting for her and being smitten ARGHH it’s so cute like when their eyes met and he was close to her at the race of his while everyone was looking.. my heart pounded a bit.

THE LAST SCENE WAS SOOOOO CUTE like mark jumping out of his car because he is genuinely happy for her, it’s kinda crazy that mc was considering drugging him meanwhile he couldn’t care less about it losing omggg they’re so cute like i hope they made it official after this 😭🙏 i just loved this, i was looking for street racing aus cos i honestly love the concept of it and stumbled upon this one and was like.. give it to me please.. you ate this rlly badd!!! also catch my drift is such a witty and nice title, mark’s alias being drift FUCKKK you rlly did that i’m gagged a bit

there is so much more i wanna day but i’m writing this with barely any sleep in so pls excuse me if this doesn’t make sense i woke up and saw that i had this one in my to read drafts and just read it all in one go, my mind is barely here but i still was able to feel all the emotions, THANK YOU FOR TJIS MASTERPIECE, she genuinely needs 1k+ notes TOO UNDERRATED

ILY HAVE A NICE DAY 💗💗💘💘❤️❤️

hihihi!! okay so i just woke up and i got the notification and read this straight away.

first of all, thank u so so so much for reading!! and even more for taking the time to leave me an ask, i appreciate it a lot anon!!

second of all, AHSHDKSLF ! your praise and appreciation for catch my drift is so sweet and kind i’m literally gonna cry. i’m so glad u enjoyed it, i’m pretty sure it was my first long fic i’ve published on here so i was a bit nervous abt it but im so so so happy that u liked it!

i really liked the way mark’s character turned out as well! he’s such a cutie and a supportive one at that too. with the haechan side plot, i was trying to not be too ridiculous with it😭 but hopefully it didn’t come across as too outlandish

BUT AGAIN!! THANK YOU SO MUCH for such kind words, i can’t explain how much it means to me. i hope you have a wonderful day and got some sleep in! ilyilyily🩷🩷🩷

[screampied]

hey hey !!

how are you vaygus ? personally, my day just started so, my objectives for 2day is to finish most of my hc and one shots/drabbles rotting in my drafts 😞😞😞

question 😋: do you have a wishlist?

by wishlist it can be clothes, food, furnitures etccc

personally i even have a special drawer in my notes named “thoughts” were i write all stuff i will HOPEFULLY buy one day (when money will show up🥰)

and one of em are games omlllll

like Re ofc, let’s play are good but real life experience is gooder 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼(expect biohazard i can’t die yet), and a playstation 5, or a switch.

about switch, my friend maybe s’ gonna lend me her switch because she want me to test “zelda”

i heard a few things about it and the visuals are just so beautiful i hope to try one day !

i remember yesterday when me and my frens were talking about our childhood and nintedo ds and how i was the only one who didn’t have any (strict parents obliges 😞😞) but a girl one day lend me her ds and i played E-shop games all weeknd 😋😋(was the only video game experience i had in my entire life till now)

but THE game i dream of every day and night is Detroit Become Human. Omllll this work of art

if i get one day to play this game on computer, tv or whateva i’ll jump of a building of happiness

omggg sorry vaygus i wrote a whole essay (i even have more to say but i better shut the f up)

have a good day !

-🌟

HIIIIIIII MY LUV

i’m good !! i was quite productive today :) did lots of cleaning n stuff and i was writing a nanami request but i’m currently doing my hair 🌞🌞🌞

i hope u got ur stuff done !! or at least a good amount of progress on it 🤞honestly real, i have ab 20+ drafts rotting currently atm.

oooo a wishlist? hmmm. honestly not really. i do need to get a new bass guitar soon (i play bass) and i’m saving up for this pretty one i stumbled upon, she’s so hot. for other stuff, maybe some things to decorate my room + vinyls since i collect vinyls, some clothes for the spring time, and probably some manga. aw that’s cute !! <3 i hope u get everything u need pookies

real 🕺 some lets plays r kinda boring ngl, i find it more fun to actually play the game (unless they’re one of my fav youtubers ill watch them all day)

ZELDAAAA. such a goated game, lmk how u like it !!! yessss the graphics is so gorgeous, quite breathtaking xo

and you’re good !! i always adore u stopping by in my inbox starry bae <3

[leossmoonn]

thinking about being the sunshine to jess’s grump

THIS TROPE YES YES YES

————

Your optimism disgusted Jess,,, until it didn’t. Until he got to know you and he fell in love with your positive attitude, silly jokes, the big smile you always seemed to have on your face

You’re literally the only reason why he leaves his house to not take a smoke break 😭

You drag him everywhere. To new restaurants, bowling alley, skating rink, town meetings. You even just force him to go on walks with you bc he needs that sunlight (even tho you’re his sunshine — id like to think he’s thought that abt you but he would never say it bc he’s actually super shy and can’t deal with real feelings)

Omggg and when you two move in together he always wakes up to you smiling at him. Lmao first time this happened he jumped and got scared 😭🤚🏻

He’s like “stop staring. It’s weird.” Youre like “you know I think if you scowl like that for long enough, you’re face will stay like that.”

“Looks like I’ll be scowling forever then.”

“It’s eight am and you’re already grumpy?” You frown.

“That’s what happens when I wake up to you staring at me like you’re planning my murder.”

“Well I’m sorry I wanted to stare at my pretty boyfriend. You’re so cute when you, sleep you know?” You run your fingers through his bed head, cupping his cheek and gently caressing his face.

Lmao his skin gets hot under your hand and he puts the covers over his head, not wanting you to see him blush.

Basically, you make Jess’s life much better and there’s another source of happiness for him that’s not music and books

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Tamaki, Todoroki and Shinsou  in a secret relationship....and how they got caught.

Request: Hello I love your blog and since your requests are open I would like to request Tamaki Todoroki and Shinsou being in a secret relationship for a long time and how they got outed. If you could write something similar for Semi, Akaashi, Kenma and Sakusa from Haikyuu you would be a blessing. I love you!!!! - anonymous

Awww of course I’ll write for the Haikyuu boys as well. I’ll write later this week or the next and since its almost midnight here HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHINSOU!!!! I have a special soulmate au as I usually do for my husband!!!! I’m sorry I’m not getting to those soulmate aus quicker 😣😣😣😣. Love yaa.💖💖💖💖

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warnings: fluff

Amajiki Tamaki 

-He’s so shy omggg.

-How did you manage to get him into a relationship???

-He loves you to the moon and back. 

-Would do anything for you. 

-You two were in the same class all through out high school and during your second year he asked you out. 

-Okay not exactly. 

-You were studying in the library together during a really bad storm when the lights went out. 

-Loud lightning followed and you jumped out of your skin. 

-You were terrified of lightning and being paired with complete darkness you were petrified. 

-Now Tamaki had had a crush on you since early last year and seeing you so terrified and vulnerable he pushed through his anxiety for a split moment and wrapped you in a hug, stroking your hair soothingly as he tried to calm you down. 

- “I-I’ll p-protect you. I-I w-won’t let a-anything h-hurt you..... ever.”

-That’s how your relationship began basically. 

-He comforted you and kept you safe, shielding you from your fears. 

-Everything else is history. 

-Now you are both third years in your respective hero studies with a bright future in front of you. 

-Your relationship has been kept a secret mainly because both of you don’t like making your private lives public. 

-Only Nejire and Mirio know. 

-Surprisingly they have kept it a secret. 

-Fatgum has a suspicion that Tamaki has someone in his life, someone really important. 

-So important he had called in one time claiming that he had an emergency and wouldn’t make it to the agency. 

-When Fatgum asked, Tamaki began stuttering and mumbling about someone really close to him being sick and needing help. 

-In reality you were on your period and had awful cramps.

-You were feeling like death, curled up in a ball on Tamaki’s bed and refusing to move. 

-You had begged him to go to his hero study but he claimed that you were more important, not going to the agency for an evening wouldn’t mark the end of the world. 

-Then Chisaki happened and Tamaki was badly injured. 

-Your agency was stationed outside so you couldn’t help him or know what had happened. 

-You had a broken arm after the fight and was being escorted to the ambulances when you saw Tamaki being carried on a stretcher blood running down his cheek as his arms and whole body was covered in bruises, cuts and so much blood. 

-Your feet moved on their own accord, sprinted through the crowd ignoring the calls of the medic until you reached your boyfriend. 

- “Tama? T-Tamaki baby wake up.”

-Fatgum saw you touch Tamaki’s cheek with your good hand and how, when the boy weakly opened his eyes, he placed his own hand over yours. 

-Tears were running down your cheeks as you looked at him, following the medics as they placed the stretcher in the ambulance. 

-They told you that he would be fine and that you should find another medical team that could take care of your arm. 

-Everything fell apart though when you saw Mirio and Sir Nighteye. 

-Everything was a mess but Fatgum noticed how you would always look back to Tamaki’s ambulance as it drove off. 

-In the hospital you didn’t leave Tamaki’s room, insisting on getting your bandages changed in his room refusing to get your own and leave his side. 

-Fatgum was happy for him. 

-Especially when he went to visit and found Tamaki holding you close to him. 

-Your head was over his heart as he gently massaged your back, tears falling down your cheeks once again. 

-Then he kissed your forehead and Fatgum knew that this wasn’t a moment he wanted to interrupt. 

-When he did visit along side Kirishima he didn’t lose a bit before he asked about you. 

-You were surprisingly not beside him deciding to visit Mirio again to see how he was coping. 

- “So... what’s her name hm?”

- “W-Who?”

- “Your girlfriend!!”

-Tamaki burst into a deep blush as he tried hiding his face in his hands. 

- “Come one I’ve seen how she looks at you and how you kissed her OH so lovingly on the forehead the other day was the cut-”

- “Y/N! H-her n-name is Y-Y/N.”

-Kirishima is standing there, jaw almost touching the floor when you open the door and peek inside. 

- “Oh! I’m sorry.... I-I’ll come back later....”

-Okay now Kirishima is already kind losing it because he didn’t expect his shy senpai to have a girlfriend. 

-So when Tamaki lets out a very low, slightly above a whisper, “But bunny....” he freaking snaps. 

- “WHAT!!!!”

- “Kirishima we’re in a hospital!”

-Get ready to be bombarded with questions....poor you.

-At least you get to sit next to Tamaki while you are being interrogated. 

-They insisted on that saying that they wouldn’t keep Tamaki away from his girl...Tamaki is burying his face in your hair....shy baby.

Todoroki Shouto

-Okay so your relationship is a secret because of his dad. 

-He wanted to shield you from his toxicity. 

-Plus Shouto knew that his dad would force you two apart and he couldn’t let that happen. 

-So you are his little secret. 

-Only his mom knows about you.

-Shouto took you to meet her after your one year anniversary.

-He loves you so damn much he could die. 

-So seeing the two most important women in his life interact and get along he melts. 

-As you say your goodbye to Rei she hugs you, thanking you for taking care of her baby and that your secret will be safe with her. 

-Then she moves on to Shouto as you wait in the hallway. 

- “I like her Shouto. She really loves you. Please take good care of her.”

-Boy falls in love with you all over again I swear to god. 

-Now you spend a lot of time in his dorm. 

-When I say a lot I mean it. 

-You remember how Shouto managed to remodel his room in an afternoon during their first day in the dorms. 

-Yeah that’s what he does for your dates. 

-Since you can’t risk going to outdoor dates very often since it’s very easy for a paparazzi to spot the son of Endeavor.

-Especially if he is holding hands with someone else. 

-Natsuo actually warned you about that and he was the one to suggest dorm dates. 

-He had taken his girlfriend out on a diner date and the next day they were all over multiple tabloids accompanied by multiple calls from Endeavor. 

-All Todoroki children hide their s/o’s......even Fuyumi. 

-Anyways back to Shouto. 

-You spend so much time in his room that you tend to leave some of your clothes there. 

-You change into his hoodies in his room so forgetting your shirt there is a usual phenomenon.

-Plus you do the dirty so.... scattered clothes.

-Now Todoroki is friends with Momo.

-And Momo is friends with you. 

-And she has seen your closet on multiple occasions. 

-She knows your clothes.....you see where I’m going with this?

-Todoroki was struggling with some chemistry problems and you were out doing your hero studies. 

-You had apologized to him multiple times and had suggested Momo as the perfect tutor. 

-That’s why Momo is now alone in his room as he is making tea in the kitchen, looking at what seems to be like one of your favorite sweaters. 

-You had gotten it during Christmas and wouldn’t take it off for a week straight. 

-You had basically brainwashed them by how often you wear it. 

-Why was it in Todoroki’s room though?

- “Todoroki-kun why do you have L/N-san’s sweater?”

-He froze.

-You had stayed the night last Monday and you had been wearing that sweater. 

-He remembers it vividly since he was the one who took it off.....along with your bra.......that he threw somewhere in the room.....AND MOMO COULD FIND AT ANY MOMENT.

-Momo was starting to get worried because well....he had been standing at the same spot for a solid minute staring at absolutely nothing. 

-Standing up she went to shake his shoulder when her eyes caught a bright red fabric peeking out from under the desk.

-Brushing past him she crouched down and grabbed the fabric revealing the red bra. 

-Todoroki snapped out of his shock state the moment Momo reached for the bra strap. 

-He couldn’t stop her though....

- “T-Todoroki-kun.....” 

-And as if things couldn’t get any worse, his phone started to ring as your photo appeared on the screen your name replaced by a heart surrounded ‘babygirl’.

-Todoroki groaned at well everything. 

-Momo was blushing like crazy STILL holding your bra. 

-You two had a lot of things to explain. 

Shinsou Hitoshi

-I’ve said this before. 

-You never meant your relationship to be a secret. 

-At least not in the beginning. 

-You two just never acted like a couple and people assumed that you were just good friends.

-Then you heard Aizawa scaring a boy who had made Mina cry so.........dating his special trainee while you were one of his FEMALE students?

-Nope.

-A secret it is.

-Aizawa is a protective dad and you can’t change my mind. 

-You have a collection of hoodies you have ‘borrowed’ that you wear only inside your or his dorm. 

-And while you sleep. 

-Falling asleep surrounded by his scent is heaven. 

-Aizawa has caught you twice wearing his hoodies.

-Once when Shinsou got turned into a baby and once when you went to get water and he scared you shitless. 

-Aizawa knows about yalls relationship. 

-You can run but you cannot hide child. 

-Anyways. 

-You had a box full of Polaroids from your dates. 

-He knew how happy you were when you two took photos that’s why he bought you a Polaroid. 

-Now you can print your photos and decorate your room. 

-Shinsou is an insomniac.

-We’ve been knew. 

-So on the rare days when he feels kinda sleepy but he misses you so badly he can’t really fall asleep he’ll sneak in your dorm and have an impromptu sleepover. 

-You don’t complain of course. 

-You love to snuggle up to him.

-Also this boy loves wrapping you up in his arms.

-Snuggles snuggles snuggles. 

-Irrelevant information: he has you saved on his phone as kitten and your contact photo is you hanging upside down from the ceiling wrapped up in his capture tool. 

-He had tried teaching you to use it and you somehow managed to climb on the bookcase trying to remake that scene from Tarzan but the cloth got caught on the ceiling fan resulting in this hilarious photo. 

-Back to your sleepover.

-He falls asleep like in the blink of an eye.

-Your sleep that night is the best both of you have had in a fat while. 

-Plus the fact that its the weekend lets you enjoy each others warmth for as long as you like. 

-YES YOU SLEPT IN!!!!

-Being friends with Mina and Kaminari is a ride. 

-Sero and Bakubro and maybe Kiri in some occasions are damage control but they get tired and let you take care of the children. 

-You had promised to go out shopping that morning, a plan you totally forgot when Shinsou tapped your window last night. 

-Giving Mina a spare key to your room was the worst decision you could have made considering you were in a secret relationship. 

-When you didn’t show up on time the two idiots waited for an hour before they made their way to your room.

-Using the spare key she pushed the door open letting out a long “Y/N-CHAAAAN!!!” which scared the soul out of your bodies. 

-You let out a startled scream that woke Hitoshi up who without missing a bit pulled you under him shielding you from whatever made you scream. 

-It was purely on instinct to save and protect you hfqpirhfhsod so cute!!!!

-Mina was left staring at the scene in front of her while Kaminari was calling Sero begging him to come to your room. 

-I don’t know how they didn’t attract dadzawa.

-You would get your ass whooped. 

-Shopping was long forgotten as the whole Bakusquad came one by one in your room waiting for the tea to be spilled. 

-Mina and Sero were angry since they have tried time and time again to hook you up with multiple of their friends, Bakugou didn’t care but he approved, Kaminari and Kirishima were threatening Shisnou if he ever were to break your heart. 

- “I love her you dumbasses I’m not going to hurt her!!!”

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HI IM BACK WITH THE FULL THOUGHTS 😭😭😭

overall an absolutely INCREDIBLE chapter. I cannot even believe you would claim it’s going downhill their soft friendship/not rly platonic vibes are EVERYTHING and their fight, despite the pain, was believable and defnecessary for the plot so i’m OK W THE SUFFERING!!! Incredible i’m on the edge of the seat for the next chapter and for the MAKE UP SEX 😭

- OBSESSED with picking up where we left off i NEEDED to know more so it’s PERFECT

- the way she called a date “gross”…. sure queen we all see through you

- HE MAKES HIS VACATION PLANS AROUND WHERE SHE WILL BE? so much for enemies that idea is REALLY dead and gone now…

- HE MAKES HER FEEL SAFE OH MY GODDDDKEKKESKJSKEJEK. she didn’t even say just that night she said HE CONSISTENTLY DOES IT?!?! i nearly jumped out of my bed when i read this

- Can’t stop thinking charles must be ROLLING HIS EYES in the background from their final conversation before she closes the door like? they’re so obvious about how they feel it’s???? ridic?????

- i just know they were also smiling like idiots that whole convo and it WARMED MY HEART

- she wanted to HUG HIM after not seeing him for just a few days… these people are INSANELY STUPID and i LOVE TO READ IT

- they’re so risky kissing around the corner at max’s place…… i wonder when they’ll be caught….. 👀

- I SNORTED AT “IM AN ACQUIRED TASTE”

- Daniel is SO happy he can officially say they’re friends like he has wanted it deep down way longer than her i just know it 🥹

- BRO THE TATTOO IM GONNA DIE I CANNOT WAIT TO SEE HOW THAT TURNS OUT

- he picks up the phone with how’re ya going… the fact he remembers every thing she has ever said to him i’m weak

- THEYRE SO DESPARATE AFTER SO FEW DAYS THEY NEED TO OPEN THEIR EYES MY GOD

- the way i almost fainted at “i want to fuck you in my clothes” 1) reader living the actual dream 2) SO HOT

- “makes you look like mine” i don’t think he can even be denying this to himSELF anymore the boy is in SO deep

- daniel wants to cuddle so badly i wish she didn’t have to get in her own head 🥹 and also ofc what comes after hurts so badly

- I know it’s painful but the image of daniel trying to get dressed to chase after her was SO FUNNY

- ITS SUCH CHARACTER GROWTH THAT HE IS NOT AT ALL MAD AT HER OR BLAMING HER LIKE THAT PROVES THE ENEMY PHASE IS RLY AND TRULY OVER

- “it was finally starting to go right so he needed to fix it” THE FACT HE HAS BEEN ADMITTING OVER AND OVER HE HATED BEING HER ENEMY AND BASICALLY REGRETTED HURTING HER FROM THE START LIKE 😭

- he loathed himself 😭😭😭😭😭 i cry!!! Sad ending but totally worth it for all the dynamics at play here and i cannot WAIT FOR MORE OMGGG

THIS STORY BLOWS MY MIND UPDATE AFTER UPDATE, HOW DO YOU DO IT?????? Gosh it’s SO good ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Hi my love!! It’s always so good to hear from you!! I read the first chapter of SotD and for some reason I felt like the quality of that chapter compared to the one I just posted was just like unreal. Maybe that’s just me being nostalgic? LMAO. Either way, I appreciate your words, it makes me feel a little better to hear that I’m the only one feeling like I’m on a steady downward trend 😅

Okay it’s rare for me to start a chapter where we left off the last one right? I don’t know why but I suck at that but this time it felt necessary so ta-daaa! 

She’s over the top with her ‘gross’ comments and we’re all starting to see that aren’t we…😏

I’d like to think that he wanted to go to LA for his break but he couldn’t stand the idea of being that far away from her for that long…of course he’d never admit that tho

I LOVE THAT YOU CAUGHT THAT!!! That she didn’t say he ‘made’ her feel safe that night, that he ‘makes’ her feel safe consistently because that was a very conscious choice I made when writing it so I love that you picked up on that!!! 

Charles is like so unimpressed with them. He’s like going along with the ruse because he promised that he would and hes trying to help his friend, but he lowkey is so over their bullshit, like JUST TELL EACH OTHER YOU LOVE EACH OTHER ALREADY SO WE CAN ALL MOVE ON WITH OUR LIVES.

Did you catch how she wanted to hug him and then he called her out for ‘not really being a hugger’....Sigh, oh Daniel…

They will continue to be risky because they’re idiots, you’re spot on.

Okay the ‘“I’m acquired taste” I felt like that was SO Daniel. Like I could hear him saying it. 

You’re so right!! Daniel has just wanted to be her friend for so long, like probably from day 1. 

HE IS USING EVERY WEAPON HE HAS OK. Pretty soon he’s just going to consist of backwards hats & ‘how’re ya goin’

Listen. I am so glad that you said something because I was writing him chasing after her and was legit GIGGLING at the thought of him trying to hurrying to get dressed and apologize for being such a fucking moron so THANK YOU FOR LAUGHING WITH ME. 

You are SO RIGHT. HE HAS HAD A GLOW UP. He’s thinking about the fact that he made her feel shitty and not about himself!! OUR BOY!! 

We’re slowly building to them actually addressing the beginning of their relationship and I’m trying to decide how the fact that he never actually wanted to be her enemy at all is going to come out. I’ve actually thought about having Max point it out to her, be like uh do you not realize the dude has been in love with you for two years or…?

I’M SO GLAD YOU LOVED IT and I always always look forward to hearing your thoughts so thank you for always reading and always sending me multiple pages on what you thought because it makes all of the frustrating moments of writing 100000% worth it so thank you so much bby. Seriously. ILYSM. 🥰🥰🥰😘😘😘

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OMGGG PLEASE WRITE FOR STAN ✨✨🖤🖤

well if you insist...

off the record | stan bowes x reporter!reader

WARNINGS: pretty graphic smut, fingering, vaginal sex, pet names errywhere, trump mentions, dom!stan

WORDS: 2.9k (excessive but necessary)

A/N: 110% not proofread yet so apologies for any errors which i’ll fix tomorrow.

The hustle and bustle of 5th Avenue spared Stan the embarrassment of leaving a torturous meeting at work. Tumbling out into the chaos of the New York streets offered him the anonymity he craved after a confrontation with Matt, the ability to blend in amongst the faces that couldn’t recognise him from the next suited, briefcase-toting businessman.

Bursting out of the doors to Trump Towers, Stan dropped his briefcase and rinsed his face with both hands, pressing his fingers to his eyes in a vain attempt to wipe away the day he’d just had. In that moment, no eyes were trained on him, no pressure on his shoulders, no demands of his time.

That is, until a sugary voice broke the crowd’s monotonous buzz.

“Trouble in economic paradise, honey?”

Stan’s hands dropped to his side as he searched for the source of his interruption, eyes intently scanning the street until they fell upon you, leaning against the building’s opulent marble pillars at the entrance.

“Sorta,” he mumbled under his breath, a grimace gently tapering his lips as he gazed down at his shoes. In an attempt to avoid your attentions, he trained his sights on a particularly worn paving slab. His distraction worked right up until your heels clacked toward him and planted right on his slab, the smoke from your cigarette swirling in his peripheral vision — there was no avoiding you, no matter how hard he tried. Stan’s head raised to meet your gaze, his deep brown eyes betraying a sadness and insecurity he may never put into words.

“I hear Mr Trump can be a harsh master,” you goaded your victim into spilling his guts, taking a deep puff of your cigarette before blowing it back to hover over his brown curls like a makeshift halo.

“I... I wouldn’t know, I barely see him,” Stan confessed, grabbing his suitcase and nodded toward the street. “Now if you’ll excuse me, Miss.”

Time for drastic action. The brunette stepped toward the street, ready to dismiss this exchange and continue his day.

“I smoke out here to drive your boss up the wall, you know,” you called after him, booming over the hubbub on 5th Avenue. “Admittedly he doesn’t come out much, but that jerk-off on the 41st floor certainly reads me for dirt every Friday night. What’s his name, Matt Bromley?”

Stan stopped in his tracks.

“Oh, so you know him too?” You pressed, pacing toward him with a staccato clack of your heels.

“He’s my superior, or at least he pretends to be,” Stan turned to face you, that same pained smirk dancing across his cheeks as his voice cracked between sentences. “Be careful around him, yeah? He’s not exactly one of the nice guys.”

“You’re telling me,” you scoffed, taking another swift drag while tipping your head to the side. “Luckily if he laid a finger on me, I’d put it front page of the Post and he’d never work in this overpriced dump again.”

“You’re a reporter?” Stan’s eyebrows quirked, intrigued but nonetheless concerned. Should he even be talking to a reporter like this? Will every word that passes his lips end up on tomorrow’s front page? He shook his head to dismiss any suspicious thoughts, he certainly didn’t have the headspace for that yet.

“For now,” you admitted with a pout and an eye-roll. “Your asshole ‘superior’ tries to rectify that on a regular basis. Keeps telling my boss I’m soliciting outside Trump Tower instead of reporting. Always digging through my personal life and not coming up with so much as an overdue rental VHS. Someday my editor will believe him, but I’m on my last warning as it is.”

“Seriously?” Stan’s smirk grew more sympathetic with the realisation one more life was being wrecked by the man he had the misfortune of sharing a floor with. “That’s pretty crazy.”

“That’s Manhattan, honey,” you smiled warmly at him. “Don’t worry, I’m not doorstepping you, I just happened to be here on a tip-off.”

“A tip-off? What sort of—.”

Stan cut himself off on hearing the approach of a familiar obnoxious voice on a cell phone booming in the golden foyer behind your exchange.

“Shit, that’s Bromley,” Stan panicked, suddenly grasping your arm and leading you away from the door, casting your half-smoked cigarette to the kerb. “Let’s get you outta here.”

“My nameless knight in shining armour,” you chuckled to yourself, somehow instincively following his lead on the street until you merged with the throngs of passers-by. “Where are we going, sweetie?”

“My name’s Stan Bowes, and I have absolutely no idea where we’re going.”

———

“You don’t look like a Stan,” you mused at the businessman seated across the table from you, tapping your chin with a finger as you contemplated alternative monikers. “More like a... Colin? Peter? Yeah, you’re a Peter—.”

“Can we just... rewind here?” Stan interrupted, eyes darting frantically at your surroundings, scanning the faces at the other tables. “D’ya mind explaining to me why we’re in a Five Guys right now?”

“You’ll thank me later, toots,” you quickly dismissed his objection as you swirled your soda cup in your other hand. “You think your psycho friend from the 41st floor’s gonna look for you in a diner? He’ll go straight to the Plaza... or even Indochine. Never a Five Guys. Plus, I needed somewhere I can afford to pay the bill so the Trump Organisation expense account doesn’t feel the burn.”

A wordless nod and raised eyebrow from your company suggested his silent approval, but his hands idly toying with the burger before him betrayed his confidence in your genius escape plan. Folding the lettuce edging out from beneath the bun, tugging at the rings of onion and nervously picking the sesame seeds from the top.

“You never told me what your tip-off was. What were you doing outside my work?” Stan raised his manhandled burger to his mouth, daring to undo all the strategic dismantling he’d just put into action.

“Somebody told the office that the blonde egomaniac at the top of your food chain is planning to run for president.”

Stan nearly choked on his first bite, resisting the temptation to spit it out in shock. “You’ve gotta be kidding me!”

“‘Fraid not.”

“That... that can’t be true, he’s too busy with the plans to buy the Plaza two blocks away.”

“The Plaza?!” Your inquisitive voice changed pitch.

“Yeah, didn’t you know?” Stan screwed up his face. “Wait— you’re not gonna print this, are you?”

“I’m not here to rat you out,” You raised both surrendering hands in the space between you. “See? No notebook, no tape recorder, no agenda. It’s just me and you, baby.”

The brown haired man smiled warmly, visibly releasing the tension in his shoulders, comforted that he wasn’t being examined.

“So if you’re not here for business, why is a beautiful girl like you talking to me? I’m nothing special, I’m just a guy in an overpriced suit.”

Caving into the temptation to look him up and down, your gaze wandered to Stan’s hands, gently trembling as he held his burger.

“Because I like you, Peter,” you grinned at the sound of your company’s new moniker. “You and that suit. But you’re so much more than that suit, you know.”

“Eh, I’m not so sure about that. Matt doesn’t seem to think so either.”

“Screw what Bromley the office bully thinks,” you slammed the table with your palm. “This is about you. The guy who stopped to talk to a girl who looked like she was hustling outside your building, the guy who’s not afraid to sit in a diner with a total stranger to save her from his coworker. Face it, Peter, you’re one of the good guys.”

His lips tapered into a warm smile. “Thank you, miss, for not jumping to conclusions about me.”

“Don’t get me wrong, the pinstripes suit you. They’d look better on my floor, but...”

Stan immediately looked up from his food to your eyes, scanning for any sign of humour or any chance you were just trying to make him feel better.

“Did you just—?”

“I think I did!” You giggled, a hint of disbelief in your own words. “Is that a problem?”

Frozen in the moment, Stan just stared at you for a minute. His next move was exhilaratingly unpredictable, leaving your heart rate thundering in your ears, but something about the shimmer in his eyes suggested you wouldn’t have to worry.

“Peter, what’s wrong, did I—?”

You were cut off by Stan’s lips crashing into yours, lunging over the table and hooking a hand around your neck to draw you in. His kiss deepened with every second, dipping his nose into your cheek and moaning softly into your mouth. As you parted, his ear-to-ear grin beamed back to mirror yours.

“Yuppies don’t kiss like that,” you joked.

“You should see me in the bedroom,” he retorted with a laugh.

“Deal.”

———

Hollywood movies were right about one thing: sex in the throes of passion often starts in the same way — bundling through your lover’s uptown hotel room with your legs wrapped around his waist while he juggles his keycard, both peppering sloppy open-mouthed kisses and showering each other with distracted affection until he drops you onto the satin sheets.

Stan, courteous as ever, gently placed you on the sprawling bed without his lips leaving yours, crawling between your thighs before thinking how to undress himself. With both his hands preoccupied passionately lacing into your hair, you grasped at the hem of your dress to take it off yourself.

“Hold on, princess,” he muttered into your mouth, immediately untangling a hand to trace down your figure and met your attempts to hitch your skirt. “Let me strip you.”

Stan thumbed at the edge of the fabric, savouring the moment before you became so much more than a beautiful stranger to him, before slowly rolling your dress up, passing your neck and whipping it over your head to limit the time before he could kiss you again.

“Peter, are you sure about this?” You queried out of respect while casting aside his evidently expensive belt, tearing his braces from his shoulders and laying waste to his shirt buttons.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything,” he hummed against your lips between hot and ragged breaths. “And my name’s not fucking Peter.”

Stan made light work of yanking your panties down to your knees around him, unhooking them from one leg for quicker access and throwing the bundle of lace across the room, soon followed by your bra. In the blur of clothes flying, you tackled his suit pants down to his knees and slipped his silk boxers to join them. The less you thought about those silk boxers, the better.

With no clothes left between you, Stan pressed his bare chest against yours, his heart racing so fast it could burst out of his rib cage.

A needy groan erupted in his throat as he tore his lips away from yours, journeying to pepper heated kisses down your throat, sucking gently as his lips reached your collarbone and followed south to your breasts. While his tongue expertly swirled around one nipple, his hand travelled to the other and kneaded hungrily, gently rolling the hardening bud between his thumb and forefinger.

Your soft moan as he sucked harder gave him the signal to trail his fingers down your frame, his palm traversing the plane of your hips before he reached your exposed clit, tracing lazy circles around your bundle of nerves. Your back arched wildly into his touch, reaching a hand to wind into his brown curls when your helpless, urgent moans grew in volume.

“Don’t worry baby girl, I won’t leave you hanging much longer,” Stan whispered through a satisfied smile against your breast. “I just need to taste you first.”

His circling finger journeyed south to track around your folds, swollen and pulsing in anticipation of his next move. Slowly dipping the tip of his finger through your soaking entrance, your hips bucked upwards and instinctively widened your legs beneath him.

“That’s my good girl, spread yourself wide for me.” Stan’s eyelids fluttered excitedly, adding another finger inside your aching cunt and hooking both to graze your soft walls. His lips left your nipple so he could gaze at your form writhing beneath him, completely at his mercy.

His curled fingers pressed urgently into your walls, building an uncontrollable pressure within you and forcing your eyes to roll to the ceiling. Stan noticed you nearing ecstasy and immediately withdrew his dripping fingers, raising them to his lips and pressing them to his tongue.

“I knew you’d taste like heaven,” he cooed gently, lifting up to dip his head into your neck placing searing hot kisses beneath your ear. “Cat got your tongue, Miss New York Post?”

“I... I...,” you stuttered weakly, your whole body alight with waves of heat and anticipation you’d never felt before. “I...”

“You’re not usually this quiet,” Stan whispered. “Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

“I... need... you...”

He hummed contentedly, trailing his hand south to line the head of his cock with your throbbing entrance.

“What’s that, princess? You want me to fuck you?” Stan questioned with false innocence, a devious smirk plumping his cheeks. “You’ve been such a good girl waiting for me, I think you’ve earned it.”

In one smooth rock of his hips, Stan’s length slipped through your folds and bottomed out inside you. Your eyes journeyed to the ceiling as he filled you, spine arching recklessly craving more friction. He drew his hips back slowly, but his next thrust slammed his cock inside you so hard, you let out a hollow gasp.

“I know baby, I know,” Stan comforted you, curling his hips to ensure every thrust brushed the tip of his length against your deepest points and revelling in your squirms under him. “You’re taking me so well.”

Lost for words in the stars emerging in the corners of your eyes, you remained speechless as Stan broke down every single one of your weaknesses and turned you into putty in his hands. Jerking uncontrollably and sinking your head back into the pillow with every devastating thrust, Stan kissed your exposed neck and moaned deeply. Seizing his opportunity, both hands flew to lightly grasp your throat, his thumbs calmly resting on your windpipe — his aim wasn’t to choke you, just to hold onto you enough to assert his ownership of you, claiming you as you writhed beneath him. He leaned back to admire his work of unravelling you, possessing you.

“Look at you,” he hummed through a grin, not missing a single beat of his determined thrusts. “You’re so, so beautiful.”

Chasing you to your height of ecstasy once more, Stan’s staccato rhythm jackhammered into you at the same rate as the tremors consuming your body beneath his. Your vision of his bouncing brown curls above you started to fade behind the glittering haze taking over your mind. Fighting for consciousness, you stuttered a hollow cry for release as you approached your climax.

“Stan, I— I need to... I’m gonna cu—.”

“It’s okay baby, I’ve got you,” Stan reassured, wrapping an arm around your neck and pulling you into his chest as his hips grew frantic and sloppy. “Let go for me.”

With a deep growl and a final erratic thrust, Stan spilled against your walls, flooding warmth inside you that sent your head dipping into the pillows. His lips gently pecked your throat again as he poured his length back to the depths of your pussy, pushing his load as far inside you as possible.

Emerging from the depths of the pillow as you regained control of your legs wrapped around his waist, Stan slowly drew his hips back and slipped his length out from your swollen folds, his gaze dropping to your entrance as if making sure his cum wouldn’t drip out. Content that he hadn’t left any suspicious stains on the hotel sheets, Stan returned to gaze into your eyes and beamed from ear to ear.

“You... you called me Stan?” He quizzed while tumbling down to the pillow beside you, a puzzled eyebrow quirking beneath beads of sweat.

“You called me princess,” you retaliated with a joking tap of his chest. “I think we’re equal here, don’t you?”

Stan chuckled to himself and turned to face you, propping his head up with an exhausted, trembling hand. A palpable silence fell as he composed his next sentence.

“Was this, er... would you... can you...,” He stumbled nervously over his words; his assertive alter ego must have left as soon as he came.

“Cat got your tongue, Mr Trump Organi—“

“Stay.”

Your gaze dropped to your chest as you laughed it off. “As much as I’d love to, I got the feeling this was just a one-off for you?”

“That’s what I thought you wanted, too,” Stan confirmed with a quirked eyebrow.

Chuckling to yourself, you shook your head to dismiss all the worries that the dapper businessman would make you do the walk of shame once he’d finished.

“Then I’ll stay, sugar,” you beamed, settling into Stan’s chest as he scooped his arm beneath your head.

“We’ll get room service to dry clean your dress and I’ll drive you to work in the morning, if that’s okay?” Stan’s courteous streak had definitely returned.

You smiled broadly, nodding against Stan’s chest and swooping an arm around his waist.

“Besides, now you can tell me all about that presidential tip-off you had,” he quizzed. “Trump may be an extremely powerful guy, but he’s never gonna be president…”