#I do like his en voice it’s very sexy

[petrichorium]

Went hunting for screwllum’s en voice to compare to boothill’s and he’s actually the only robotic char who doesn’t have a vocal filter wow

[sachermorte]

so the thing about english is that people think it's so divorced from other germanic languages based on like. words. I've even heard people try to insist that english is a romance language. because of that whole messy business in 1066 with out-of-wedlock willy and his band of naughty normans. and now a good chunk of the vocabulary is french or whatever and they're prestigious so not using them makes you sound like a rube and this and that and the other

and yes william the conqueror will never be safe from me. I will have my revenge on him. he fucked up a perfectly good germanic language is what he did. this will be me in hell

but the thing is that most words in, say, german do have a one to one english equivalent. not all hope is lost, for those who still dare to see it. it's just that you 1066pilled normancels aren't looking in the right place

dog (en) ≠ der Hund (de) but der Hund (de) -> hound (en)

look with your special eyes. that one was easier. not all of them are this intuitive because of semantic narrowing and broadening and waltzing and hokey-pokeying and whatever else. I'll give you a few more

animal (en) ≠ das Tier (de)

aha! you think. I've got him on the ropes now.

but then

das Tier (de) -> deer (en)

nooooo!! you whine and cry in gay baby jail. the consonants are different!!! listen to me. listen, I say, putting both my hands on your shoulder. /t/and /d/ are the same sound. you just put your voice behind one of them.

nooooooooo!! you wail. deer are animals but not all animals are deer!!! listen to me. LISTEN. they used to be. animals used to be deer. that's just what we called them. it was a long time ago. it was a weird time in all our lives. it's okay.

let's try for a verb this time

to die (en) ≠ sterben (de) but sterben (de) -> to starve

same principle with the consonants, we're just changing a stop (where we completely stop the airflow and then let it through) for a fricative (where we still let some air go through. idk where it's going. maybe to its job or something.)

to starve used to mean generally to die, not just to die of malnourishment. we do that a lot. we take one word for a lot of things and make it mean one thing. or take one word for one thing and make it mean a lot of things. this is common and normal.

"okay but roland," you say, suddenly coming up with an argument. "what about tree? trees are super common. I don't think we'd fuck around too much with that. the german word is baum! what about THAT?"

"when did you learn german?" I ask, but then decide it isn't relevant right at this very moment. but fine.

tree (en) ≠ der Baum (de) but der Baum (de) -> beam (en)

beam??? you ask incredulously. beam???? BEAM?????? you continue with the same tone and cadence of captain holt from brooklyn 99.

yes. beam. like the evil beams from my eye I'm going to hit you with if you don't stop shouting.

but the vowels!!! you howl.

listen. listen to me. the vowels mean nothing. absolutely nothing. they're fluid like water. it got raised in english.

"WHAT DOES RAISED MEAN"

it doesn't matter right now. they were raised better than you, at least. stop shouting. open your eyes and see what god has given you. they're the same word.

"they're NOT the same word. they mean different things!"

we've been over this. they didn't used to. a beam was (and is) a long solid piece of wood. much like the long solid piece of wood I showed your mother last night.

FAQ:

Q: could english be some kind of germanic-romance hybrid?

A: do you become a sexy thing from the black lagoon just because you dressed up as one for halloween? english may have gotten a lot of vocabulary from norman french, but its history and syntax are distinctly germanic. that's what we base these things on.

Q: okay but what does it matter? this doesn't actually affect my day to day life

A: you come into my house? you come into my house, the house of an autistic man living in vienna austria and studying english linguistics and you ask me what does it matter? sit back down. I was going to let you go but now I have powerpoints to show you

Q: you're stupid and wrong and gay and a bad person

A: I know it's you, Willy

[charlesswife]

Una Noche En Mónaco i

Vaya noche la de anoche. (What a night last night)

unem master list

pairing: charles leclerc x latina! reader

summary: after a one night stand between you and charles, charles continues on with his f1 career. until two months later, you come back claiming to be pregnant with his child.

warning: bad writing, charles is a bit of an asshole at first, is going to be a series. google translate because I do not speak french. teen pregnancy (very cliche, I know. I'm sorry)

a/n: this is based on the idea i posted yesterday, which you all seem to like a lot. i want to clarify that english isn't my first language so please be kind if you see any error, i am trying my best. Also I am very new to formula one, i am binge watching drive to survive and the races. also i hope the timeline is correct lmao. ALSO i am not very great at writing smut so don't expect to see smut until i get better at writing it. enjoy!

word count: 1,771

Just to clarify: If I'm not wrong. In 2018, Charles was 20, turning 21 in that year. Reader is going to have an age gap of two years. So reader is 18 turning 19.

gif is not mine! i love this gif tho, he looks so good.

March 2018

Everything from last night was a blur. I remember his green eyes on me. And then his lips. And then his skin. And then a bit more. 

The music was louder than my thoughts. Monaco is a beautiful country with even more beautiful people. 

Steph grabbed my hand and dragged me to the bar. "One Jack Daniel's with coke and one Cosmopolitan, please." She told the bartender. 

"Cosmopolitan?" I asked. 

"Oh girl, it's so good. It's vodka with cranberry juice, lemon juice, syrup, and..." She stopped for a second while her eyes drifted to something behind me. "Oh god, he's cute." I was going to turn around and look until she stopped me. "Wait, don't turn yet!"

By that time, the bartender put our drinks in front of us. I thanked him. "Girl, he's looking at you."

"Is he your kind of cute or mine?" 

"I would do it sober, on a Monday." Okay. I have to turn around and see said man. "If he wants anything, he'll come to us." She dragged me to another part of the bar. 

We danced and drank, and slowly I was forgetting about the 'gorgeous' man. I checked my phone. 12:00. 

It has been two hours since we got to the bar. 

When the song ended, we headed to the bar area, I asked the bartender for another drink. "Wait here, I have to run to the bathroom," Steph yelled in my ear and then made a beeline to the bathroom. I took the scenery in. The music was louder than before and everyone was dancing to a song I don't know of. 

The bartender put the drink in front of me, and I thanked him again. I lost count of how many times I have thanked him. 

"This is your fourth drink, is it not?" I heard a male voice next to me. I turned to see the owner of the voice. 

Green eyes. Dimpled smile. His body leaned to mine. 

"You're keeping tabs on me?" I asked.

"Hard not to," he said. He turned to the bartender and said, "Fermer la onglet. apporte-elle de l'eau. Je paierai la facture." (Close the tab, and bring her some water. I will pay for her bill.) The bartender nodded. The man turned to me again. 

"What did you tell him?" I'm not even going to lie. His accent was very sexy. 

"Nothing much. C'mon. Let's dance." he grabbed my hand and dragged me to the dance floor. 

He pulled me close to his body. Very close. His green eyes and hands were all over me. And I let him.

He leaned closer to my ear and said, "So are you going to tell me your name or will I only know as the beautiful foreign girl?" 

"You think I'm beautiful?" I asked laughing a bit. 

"Everybody in this room thinks you are beautiful," he smiled, "So?" 

"y/n," I told him. He repeated my name again, trying to see how my name feels on his lips. "And you?" I asked him. 

"Charles" I repeated his name and his smile got wider. Deepening his dimples. "Leclerc" 

Somewhere in the room, a phone rang. I was entangled with Charles that I just let it ring. His face is so calm, without worries. 

"I can feel you staring at me, mon cherie," he murmured. "do you always stare at people when you wake up?"

"Not always," I said. "you're the only exception." He smiled at my comment and opened his eyes. 

"Hello" 

"Hi," I whispered. 

"Was that your phone or mine?" He asked. 

"I don't know. If it's important, they'll ring again." As soon as the words left my mouth. The phone rang again. I let out a little whine that made Charles laugh. 

"That's your phone, that's not my ringtone." I got out of bed and looked for the phone. 

"I can feel you staring at me, mon cherie" I mocked him. 

"A sight like you should be stared at all the time." I smiled at his comment. I found my phone in between the pile of clothes that was left on the floor. Steph <3 appeared on my screen.

I lay on the bed again with Charles and answered the phone. 

"Hey bitch, I've been calling you all morning" 

"Sorry" I answered "I just woke up" 

"Are you still with the French boy?" Steph asked with a joking tone. I can't remember most of last night. But she knows about Charles and the fact he speaks French.

"I'm Monegasque," He said a bit loud, just for her to hear. 

"He says he's Monegasque" I repeated. 

"Uhhh, native. I like it. Well, text me when you're on your way back" With that, she hangs up. I looked back at Charles. 

"So, another round?" 

At first, Steph was excited for me. She was hoping for Charles to be the next thing to occupy my mind instead of my parents.

She wasn't wrong. The Monegasque lived in my mind rent-free for the past month. Especially after I found out I was pregnant. 

Two pink lines.

Positive. 

"So? What does it say?" Steph asked. I didn't say anything. Tears started to form in my eyes. "Oh god, I need a drink" She disappeared from the bathroom to the kitchen. 

Steph made me take a pregnancy test after several different random cravings that I had. She had enough of me after I ate a burger with extra extra pickles, and then more pickles on the side. For context, I hate pickles, with my life. 

Fuck. 

"y/n... what are you gonna do?" I haven't realized that she came back into the room, a glass of wine in her hand. 

"well... what's done it's done. it's my responsibility to take care so it." I answered. 

"Yeah! But so it's his! He has to be responsible too!" she yelled. 

I let the tears run down my face. "And how?! I don't have his number! It's not like I could just send him a text saying 'Hey! remember when we fucked a month ago? well, I'm pregnant now, congrats! be responsible and take care of it" 

Steph stayed quiet for a moment, just staring at me. After a while, she said, "Do you think he is on Instagram? I mean, think about it, almost everyone is on Instagram." she waved her wine at me. 

"And if he's not?" my voice broke for a moment. This is all too much for me. I am overwhelmed and drowning in my own feelings. 

"We can only hope so." She put her wine on top of the dresser and reached for her back pocket for her phone. "What was his name again?" 

"Charles," I said. 

"Love, I'm going to need more than that"

"Umm... His last name was a hard one. It was Lec... Lec-something"

For a moment, she looked at me and then back at her phone. "Leclerc?" She asked, doubt very clear in her voice.

"Yes! Leclerc. Why? Did you find him? You should get a job in the FBI" I commented while fidgeting with my hands. I was very nervous. 

"Is it him?" She turned her phone towards me. The first thing I see was a black and white picture of Charles sitting on top of a counter with an Alfa Romeo jacket. The date was March 4, 2018. Just a few days before we met. 

"Yes," I confirmed, "Wow, you are better than a PI" She slide her finger up a little and I looked at the username. Charles_leclerc with a verified check. "He's verified? Why is he verified?" I felt my heart going eighty miles per hour. 

"You fucked and got pregnant by a Formula One driver," Steph said, in a monotone voice. 

Oh fuck. 

"What do I do now?" I asked her as I made my way to my bed to sit down. 

"Well, you know who he is now. You just gotta find a way to find him and tell him." She said as she sat down and wrapped her arms around me. 

Yeah. Right. Like that's going to be easy. 

May 2018 

"When will the phase of puking stops when pregnant?" I asked Steph as I rubbed my small bump. 

"You're asking the wrong person. I am not Google" She replied. 

"You would be more awesome if you were Google" I joked as I sat at the dinner table.

The aroma of pho and fried dumplings is drugging me right now. Steph is a great chef. So am I, but I hate washing dishes. 

I am glad I have Steph to take care of me. Steph has been my best friend for the longest, she's a year older than me, but she treats me and takes care of me as if I'm her daughter. She was there for me when my parents died. She dropped everything and came with me across the world. And now she's taking care of me while being pregnant. I truly don't know what I would do without her. 

Steph served me chicken pho and eight delicious fried pork dumplings. I waited for her to sit down. 

She glanced at me for a second and then smiled. "You look like a child, waiting for permission to eat." 

I laughed. "Well, I'm sorry I waited for you," I said as I grabbed the spoon and put some of the broth in it, and then took it to my mouth. It is so savory. "This is so good" I grabbed the chopsticks and grabbed a dumpling. I blow a bit into it so I don't burn myself. I took a big bite. "Oh my gosh, this is the best dumpling." 

"You know what's better than a fried dumpling?" she asked while she wiggled her eyebrows. 

"A soup dumpling!" I said. As soon as the words left my mouth, I heard a ting! coming from my phone. I thought my phone was in silence. We both laughed a bit at the timing and sound of the phone. 

I turned my phone, immediately illuminating from the raise to wake mode. My smile dropped. 

+377 123 456 7890 

Hey, this is Charles. I'm in Monaco for a few weeks, mon cherie. Do you want to meet? 😉

I slammed my phone back to the table and looked at Steph. "What?" she asked. I looked back at my phone, making sure it wasn't a hallucination in my head. The text message was still there. 

With shaken hands, I hand her my phone while I eat the other portion of the dumpling. She looked at the text, then at me. "Oh fuck..."

Oh fuck indeed. 

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Ahhhhhh!!!!! This is the first chapter of many more to come! Please let me know what you think of it. I would very much appreciate any type of comment, whether it is your opinion or just anything! It would def motive me more to keep going.

@mac-daddy-210 @infinite-wanders @rbrsavage @itsyogurlkel @bbygrlllllll @nerdreader @imnotcryingyouare1 @killerangel88 @obx-mylove-things-blog @triorion @daniellarogers @insssanemindd @bosinclairsgff

[mega-aulover]

Spreading Christmas Cheer

This is a story based off of the movie Elf as requested by @alliswell21​ It’s from “Jovie” i.e. Katniss’s POV, what she would have seen and fell in love with one Peeta ‘Buddy’ Mellark.

Rated T

Pt 1

I watch Peeta gently kiss the top of our first born’s head. Holly’s dark hair is braided into two plaits; her blue eyes closing softly. 

“And Papa Elf said, grandpa was on the naughty list…” his voice was soft.

Suddenly Holly’s eyes widen as she remembers something. Her blue eyes are laser focused on Peeta. “Papá, es verdad que mamá estaba en la  lista de los niños malos?”  

“Y quien te dijo esto?” I ask from the door. We never discuss my role in Peeta’s adventure, or the fact that I was on the naughty list. Ever. 

“Santa,” Holly says.

Ese gordo, Santa has loose lips. I think about teaching him about keeping secrets until it’s time to explain to our child about the past. But before I can say anything, Peeta gives me a look. He always knows when I’m having evil thoughts. I sigh, and redirect my thoughts, because Peeta made me believe in love, joy, and Christmas.    

“Your papa saved more than grandpa that Christmas. He saved me too.”

Holly’s eyes lit up like her father’s before the sleepiness creeps back into their depths.

“Now go to sleep so Santa can come down the chimney.”

"Night, mama, night papa," Holly whispers right before she drifts off to sleep. 

Together we walked out of our daughters bedroom. Peeta slides an arm around my shoulders. He dips down and nuzzles my cheek. He steers me to the living room. I drag my feet. Peeta is up to something.

"Okay, spill it, Mellark."

He gives me a wide eyed smile.

The hair at the back of my neck stands up straight. 

He's got that look, that please tell me a bedtime story stare, and not just any story. 

"No."

Peeta pauses and gives me a puppy dog look with a full lip pout.

"No."

"Come on, Sweetums, my li’l sugar plum," Peeta says in an excited whisper.

"No...no don't waggle your eyebrows at me, Peeta. Buddy. Mellark." I pronounce each one of his names.

Peeta’s grins so brightly; his eyes shine brighter than Christmas lights. His hat is slightly crooked as he hops and does that stupid little dance of his that makes me want to tear off his green tights. Yep, I said tights. My husband was raised as an elf, a six foot two, blond, wavy haired, giant with broad shoulders, washboard abs, and is genuinely sweet. Sweeter than eggnog.

He grabs me by the waist. "You know you wanna," he says in that sexy time voice of his that's reserved only for me. 

Canasto! 

I should clarify for everyone listening to my tale; you should know canasto isn’t a vulgar or bad word. It means basket. But I like the way it sounds in Spanish. So I say it with real vehemence. It’s like peaches in Spanish sounds like a curse word. Melocotón! Tu eres un Melocotón! Which translates into you’re a peach. 

I digress.

I let out a big sigh. There's no way I can say no to him and he knows it! Canasto!

"I love it when you tell the story of how we met from your point of view.“ 

"You’re an evil gremlin," I say with no heat in my voice. It's my personal nickname for him. As in the gremlins when they ate after midnight. However to be fair, if you see Peeta, he’s not scary at all, he’s more like a big teddy bear.  

Peeta laughs and my heart flip flops. Because he is anything but; he is so congenial.

Peeta puts his hands on my belly, my very big belly. It's baby number 2; actually it's baby number two and three. They are counted as one until they're born. I know what he's doing, the evil gremlin! He's trying to distract me because I'm due to give birth. I have mild pangs because I’m carrying twins and I’m nearing my due date.

He carries me and sits me on his lap. “Now start from the beginning.”

“From the candy cane forest?” I ask.

“No from your point of view,” his eyes dance gently as he rests me against his chest, rubbing my bulging belly.

“Okay,” I say quietly.

“Don’t forget to start with once upon a time,” Peeta insists, trying to contain his excitement.

“Once upon a time.”

“This is going to be good,” Peeta whispers.

“Are you going to let me tell the story?”

“Oh yea,” Peeta placed a kiss on my nose. “Go ahead.”

Closing my eyes I picture the year things changed. Because everything in my life was about others and never myself. I was always trying to be someone else, what everyone expected of me. 

It’s hard being a foster kid, and getting out of the system is kind of like getting out of jail. Suddenly you have all this freedom, but you’ve been conditioned to follow all of these rules, so when you are free, you do one of two things. You get in trouble, and try to get sent into an institution; some of us call it the iron college. Or you try to keep your nose clean and learn in the school of hard knocks. In my case, I kept my head above the water for my sister’s sake.  

"I love my family," I muttered underneath my breath. 

I muttered it again as my sister destroyed, no scratch that, mutilated Mariah Carey's "All I want for Christmas."  

Did I forget to mention that I love my family?   

I do. I love my family and there's nothing I wouldn't do for them, but at that moment I wanted to scratch my ears out with dull spoons.  

My perfect baby sister is a smoking hot blonde runway model and the muse for Karl Lagerfeld, but she has the worst singing voice known to man. You want to torture someone, hire my sister, and have her sing to the person you want to torture. Within 3 seconds flat, she can have even the most hardened of spies spilling their guts like a canary.

The one thing I could not stand beside my sister’s singing was Christmas. 

I loathed Christmas.

I was not ashamed to say it.  Every fiber of my body I hated Christmas!   If I had ever met the real Santa back then, he had better hoped that I was not holding my bow and arrow, because I would have shot him through the eye. Not that I believed in Santa then, but if I had known there was a real life Santa Claus, I'd have hunted him down, and burned the fat man's jolly red outfit. I would then gleefully take a joy ride in his sleigh into his workshop like Bill Murray did in Groundhog Day when he allowed the groundhog to drive him off the cliff into a fiery death.

At this point you are wondering why I hated Christmas so much.

There were many reasons why the holiday was so contemptible to me. One, my father died on Christmas day. Two, my mother checked out on us that same Christmas day. The next Christmas Eve was when my sister and I were separated into different foster homes.  It took me a few months to find my six-year-old baby sister. I had been sent to a foster family who used foster kids for slave labor, to have them wipe and clean their floors while the Mrs. of the family spent the whole day in luxurious spas and getting botox treatments, as if that was going to improve her mug. 

My baby sister was luckier. Primrose was placed in a foster home in the middle of suburbia with a 2 story house with a picket fence. A woman named Cecilia and her husband Ronald had never been able to have kids, and they doted on my sister. They brought her up to be the princess she always said she was. Honestly, they were rather shocked when my twelve-year-old cynical self rolled up into their home screaming for my baby sister, Primrose. Prim came running out of nowhere and latched herself onto my leg like an octopus. Best Spring ever, so I do love the Spring. 

But before you think we were reunited, we weren’t. The family that had Primrose never wanted me. And even if they did, we technically didn’t have the same last name. Primrose carried my mom’s last name while I carried my dad’s. My sister was Primrose Emmerson and I was Katniss Everdeen. Our parents had a silly agreement. They were also foster kids, so they decided that I would take dad's name and the next one born would take our mothers name. 

They didn't have a family, and her parents lived in a common law marriage. Their childish decision caused havoc.There was a mix up and we weren’t processed as sisters. Plus, I never stayed in the same foster home for long so even if they wanted me, they never knew where I was, but no matter where I was, I found a way to talk to Primrose, because as long as Prim was loved and cared for, my situation didn’t matter.

After our brief reunion, I had to go back to the family that I was placed in, and my sister stayed with her family. I didn’t stay with mine for very long; I became a statistic. A rolling number on someone’s computer screen. I was bounced around from one family to another in all sorts of seedy homes. 

So you can see why I'm so jaded. Every bad thing that ever happened to me, has happened on that freakin’ holiday. And there was one more reason I disliked that holly jolly holiday so immensely. For some reason, the universe hated me. 

No matter where I went, what city, what town within the state, I could guarantee you that it was a racket, a billion dollar racket to make parents crazy and buy things for their kids they didn’t need. For some reason, it pleased people to take my olive skin, dark hair, scowling self and put me into a sparkly Christmas cheer, “gag” pointy eared elf costume.

So with a week until Christmas, I was listening to my sister butcher, another holiday favorite song. Then Prim screeched. And I sighed in relief.

"Katniss," Prim said, coming out of the bathroom. “The water is cold!”

I looked heavenward. “The pipes. I forgot they’re working on the water main outside. They said there would be interruption to service.”

“Oh, you know I can get us a hotel room,” Prim said toweling dry her pale blonde locks. 

My studio apartment wasn’t what my sister was used to. She was a freaking couture runway model, six foot one, so slim nothing off the rack fit her. “I’m sorry Prim, I was so excited to see you.”

Prim smiled. “Look, I only have a few hours left. How about I treat you to lunch before I go back up to Connecticut to spend Christmas with Cecillia and Ron.” Prim smiled at me. “You know you’re more than welcome to come. They always ask about you.”

I loved my baby sister. She was amazing. And I was damned glad that the Hendersons were an amazing couple, but I knew the score. They didn’t know what to do with me. “As long as you don’t mind me wearing my elf costume.”

Primrose chuckled. “You make the cutest elf though.” She patted me on the head using a baby tone with me. Prim was taller than me by a foot. I was tiny, or as Prim said, compact size.

“I could still put you over my knee, little duck,” I growled. “Así que mira ver.”

My sister laughed and she delighted in taunting me. Prim no longer spoke Spanish, but she understood the language. “You're adorable when you’re angry, an angry little elf, aren’t you?”

“Primrose,” I said in Spanish. I rounded my ‘r’s’ when I said her name. 

“Awe, I don’t don’t get why you hate Christmas so much.” Primrose winked going to the screen divider to get dressed. My sister was used to dressing and undressing in front of dozens of people. I, on the other hand, was not so free with nudity. Primrose said I was a prude. If I hadn't told her to use the screen, she would have changed right in front of me. 

“Did you know there are only three jobs an elf can have,” Prim said from over the screen. 

I sighed. Unlike me, Primrose loved Christmas. Hell, she even suggested that there might be a real Santa Claus. I told her the only people who look for ways to sneak into people’s houses are criminals. 

Prim continued her story about elves. “The type of elves that live in trees and make cookies, the types that make shoes, and the best type.”

“Let me guess, Christmas elves,” I said, rolling my eyes.

Prim grinned. She came around the screen wearing thigh high red boots, jeans and a camel tunic sweater that looked like cashmere. “Come on sis, let me treat you to breakfast so that you can go terrorize the children of Macy’s toy department.”

[mackjlee9]

Armis [NSFW Headcanons]

Warning; implied male reader, 2nd person narration. The way they moan and their favourite position.

Masterlist.

VTubers Holostars EN/ Armis

Their moans;

Jurard| loud as fuck, whines and whimpers. he tries, he really does try not to be as loud as he usually is but... he can't. not when you're fucking him so good.

Goldbullet| low hums, and occasional quiet high-pitched whimpers. specific, I know. but Goldie would be the one to let out a cute yet sexy whimper when you hit inside him just right, making him feel ashamed. before looking at you with glossy eyes.

Octavio| fairly quiet and muffled, shy moans. Octavio gets very shy and flustered about his moans. he knows he can be pretty loud, so he tries his best to be as quiet as possible.

Ruze| low, rumbly, whimpery mumbles. while he can reach high pitches, he does them on purpose and at will. but he's not really in control of his voice (volume or pitch) when you're having sex. so be tends to keep them low. fearing you wouldn't like to hear him openly moan.

Favourite Position;

Jurard| missionary. he IS a pillow prince -which he would never admit-. he likes it when you do all the work and praise him, touching his body in a way that makes him arch his back off the bed, his body shivering when he notices the way your eyes darken as you stare at him, taking in his reactions.

Goldbullet| spooning. some intimate, lazy morning sex is something he loves, nothing too rough nor too tiring, just enough to start the day... but he can't ever say no to a mating press.

Octavio| doggy style. like this, Tavi gets to hide his face and muffle his moans better, biting onto the pillow instead of his lip. he's quiet, but sometimes he would let out a few louder whines, and that fuels you more to keep going, just so you could hear them again.

Ruze| cowgirl. Ruze loves being on top of you, watching you writhe and listening to you beg as he bounces up and down on your cock, he uses you to feel good, although he makes sure you feel good too... by letting you play with his chest, which you love doing.

[bullet-prooflove]

NSFW alphabet ask:

C, D, P, W for Jack Dayton

c = camera; who likes to send nudes to the others? have they ever made a sex tape - would they ever?

When Jack is away Amélie will send pictures of herself to him to remind him that there is someone waiting for him at home, Jack loves this more than he cares to admit esp when she’s wearing one of his shirts or in his bed. She never includes her face because she’s very aware of what would happen to her rep if they did get out. Jack is more shy about his body so he doesn’t really send pictures but he will call or leave filthy voice notes. He’s very good at dirty talk.

They have made a few sex tapes for when Jack’s away but always no faces. Jack likes to use them when they’re in different time zones and can’t connect.

d = dressing up; how do they feel about lingerie? who likes to wear it for the others?

Amélie is very much about sexuality, if she wants to make it special for Jack (if he’s been working too hard, wrapped up in a project, it’s his birthday.) she will pull out all the stops. Usually picks things in his favourite colours, always with stockings because they make him lose his mind.

Seeing Amélie in lingerie really excites Jack, he finds it ridiculously sexy, esp when she sends teasing pictures throughout the day. For him, her putting that extra effort in is  a way of showing how much she cares and it makes him feel desired.

p = place; where do they like to have sex? what’s a building/area that’s off limits for one reason or another?

Both prefer Jack’s place due to the views and comfort level, Jack has the best of everything and it’s very much a safe space for him. However both are risk takers esp in the beginning when the relationship is a secret. They’ve had sex in her office, his office, his shower, his bath, every surface in his apartment including against his windows, also the rooftop garden. His car when he’s been the driver, his town car when he has a driver. An exhibit room during a museum gala, the bathroom of a jazz bar he enjoys, the archives at the university library when she’s been busy with research and hasn’t had time to come up for air, his private plane en route to Bali. His yacht in the middle of the ocean, on the private beach in Bali, in the hammock in Bali.

I don’t think there’s anywhere particularly off limits for the two of them.

w = window; has anyone got an exhibitionist streak? what’s the closest they’ve come to getting caught?

Although they have a lot of risk taking sex and have fucked against the window it’s still very controlled, Jack has the penthouse, no one can really see anything. They’re both a little possessive over each other and hate the idea of someone actually seeing them in the act as it’s very personal for the both of them.

Jack’s driver has probably caught a glimpse or two when they were getting hot and heavy before they put the privacy screen up.

They’ve almost been caught in her office during one of the donor events. Someone came looking for Jack hoping for a moment alone as they were very determined to sell him on a new project and tried her door while they were in the middle of a little something, thankfully she had remembered to lock it that time. I think they’ve probably had a few near misses, almost being caught stealing kisses or holding hands. It’s not being able to display those small acts of intimacy that leads Jack to revealing he doesn’t want to keep it a secret anymore.

[ladytauria]

okay to balance it out

fluff 27) “why the hell is there glitter everywhere?”

picturing JayTim maybe Tim tried to be sexy and spice/romantic and tried to decorate himself or the bedroom? and messed up

i love this sm <3

it took me a couple days to get the writing juices flowing, but once they did i managed to get this out in an afternoon xD

ofc, my internet went out right as i was finishing it up. luckily i wrote it on mobile. signal may not be the best here but i can still get it posted :D

read it on AO3

“Why the hell is there glitter everywhere?”

Shit. Tim was hoping to have it all cleaned up by now.

“Long story, don’t ask,” Tim calls, smoothing a comforter over the freshly made bed. He thinks he’s gotten most of it out of the bedroom—that and the en suite were the worst areas, but the living room took a pretty big hit as well.

“Okay, but you know I gotta ask, baby bird,” Jason says, appearing in their doorway. He’s lost his boots and gloves, but he’s still wearing his jacket and his hair is still mussed from his helmet.

Tim pouts at him, but it’s hard to feign irritation when there’s a smile tugging at Jason’s lips; eyes crinkling in the corners. He’s unfairly cute.

“Don’t give me that,” Jason says with a laugh, crossing the room to pull Tim against his chest. “Bed looks nice. Hurricane sparkles hit here too, huh?”

Tim can hardly help melting against him. He’s always so unfairly warm. (Jason says the same thing about him. ‘Then again, princess, if you’d eat more, maybe you’d have something to hold it in—‘) “I don’t want to talk about it. I’m still traumatized.”

Jason snickers. “Traumatized, huh?”

“Mhm.” Tim twists in his arms, pressing their chests together and winding his arms around Jason’s neck. He plays with the strands there. “Be a good boyfriend and comfort me.”

That gets him another laugh—each one makes a little more warmth pool in Tim’s chest. Jason kisses him softly, sweetly; turning that pool into an ocean. Tim sighs into it, a little weak in the knees despite how brief it ends up being. Jason just has that effect on him.

He brushes their noses together. “C’mon, pretty bird,” Jason murmurs. “I’m gonna die of curiosity.”

Tim heaves a sigh far more put-upon than he actually feels, and kisses the corner of his mouth. “Well, we can’t have that. I just got used to you.”

Jason’s brows raise; a grin on his face. “Only just? It’s been over a year, babe.”

Tim shrugs. “I’m very resistant to change,” he says. “But you wanted to know about the glitter.”

“Please.”

“Alright. It’s Steph’s fault.”

Jason snorts.

“No, really!” Tim says, doing his best not to grin himself. “You remember when she and I went clubbing, right?”

“Three nights ago, yeah.”

“Right. Well. At one of them, there was a lot of body glitter. Like—a lot. And—I dunno. It was kinda hot? Which was unfair. I mean, I don’t look that good when I wear it. Which I told Steph, and she said she doubted you’d agree with that. And I kept thinking about it. I mean. It sounded kind of fun, to dress up like that. Different, definitely.

“Except, uh. Things did not go as planned, and I made a big mess instead. Oops?”

Jason doesn’t laugh like Tim thought he would. Instead his head tilts, almost thoughtfully. “You know,” he says. “I’ve got pretty steady hands.”

Tim takes a second to process. “I— Are you offering to apply it for me?” His mouth is suddenly dry, imagining himself under those strong, talented, and yes, steady, hands as they paint patterns of glitter on his skin.

Jason’s hands curl around his hips, thumbs stroking the sharp points of them. “We’re going to be finding glitter for months anyway,” he says, voice dropping, the deep baritone rumbling through his bones. “Might as well get some fun out of it.”

Tim shivers. “Have I ever told you you’re brilliant?” he asks, tightening his grip on Jason’s shoulders and feeling him tense in preparation. He jumps; legs locking around his waist while Jason’s hands grip his ass.

“Mm—not recently.”

“I’ll make it up to you,” Tim promises, and kisses the place where his jaw meets his ear, relishing the soft noise that gets him. “Glitter’s in the bathroom.”

He’d buy Steph a thank-you card later. A very sparkly one.

[sylvia-forest]

[CN] Shaw's bday ASMR - Summer Night Rhythm

⚡Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for an ASMR which hasn't released in EN yet!⚡

[Transcript under the cut!]

Please please read the transcript along the video as to not to miss out his raspy, sleepy voice 💦

[sound of door knocking and cicada's]

came fast enough

It seems that you are very interested in my remodeled room

Okay

Getting smarter

I just took pictures of only one corner of the room on purpose

So that some "curious rabbits"

come bouncing

Eh

Why did you open your mouth and bite?

Don't mess with you?

Then i can't do that 

[MC bite shaw]

Hiss

OK, OK, OK.

You are very tired from working overtime these days

Soreness all over the body

Bad mood

You should be treated as a bodhisattva

[shaw cuckles]

Stop teasing you

Go inside

[sound of footsteps + shaw breathing] 

Just okay?

[shaw clicks his tongue]

The requirements are quite high

[sound of pressing buttons]

What about this

[shaw laughs]

Not bad

These sensor lights didn't take that much effort

I just did some stuff casually

Play the game this way 

It's more exciting when you watch a movie.

And when some people come to “board”

I won't trip over things when going to the bathroom in the middle of the night.

Don't know

I thought it was some thief going on duty for the first time

Clumsy

[MC beats shaw and bit him AGAIN]

Ah hiss

You're addicted to biting, right?

Why don't you put a row of tooth marks on my arm?

Then donate me to a museum

I have thought of the title of the work for you

just call

"Daily Life of a Rogue Rabbit"

[MC start walking out of the room and shaw grabbing her midway]

where are you going?

Angry?

Oh.... to turn on the lights

No need

Let's leave it like that.

Why are you looking at me with that expression?

What are you laughing at?

You're the one who got the wrong idea.

[shaw purposely lowering his voice to an octave]

Or are you thinking wrongly?

I see you are tired from work these two days

Dimly lit environment

Helps you relax a bit

[shaw clicks his tongue]

However

You really got it right today

Come

I'll show you a good thing

My new massage sofa

Isn't it a backache?

Come 

try

Comfortable?

The more comfortable ones are still behind.

I’ll adjust the first rate strength for you to begin off

[beeping sound]

Of course not bad

When have I ever gone wrong when I picked something

They’re all first class goods

what

only you can enjoy

Let me stand around and stare?

I won't do such a wasteful thing

If you don't want to be oppressed by me

just sit down

[shaw joins MC on the massaging chair]

Too crowded?

[shaw cuckles lightly]

Usually one meter eight of the bed is squeezed into one meter two by you

Why didn't I hear you complaining about that

[low humming sound of the massage chair + shaw breathing sounds]

Don't worry

I've asked

Although this is not a massage sofa for two people

But it’s okay for two people to use it at the same time

[rustling of clothes sound???]

It's okay

very comfortable

But isn't the strength a little bit less powerful?

Don’t you think so too?

[beeping + buzzing sounds from the chair + shaw moaning sounds]

What's wrong

Not enjoying the power of technology

You're afraid I'll fall asleep

i didn't slept

just close your eyes

What are you doing

So concerned about whether I am sleepy or not

[shaw yawns]

oh

Want to go out and watch a movie?

sure

Go later

[rustling of clothes + shaw clicking his tongue]

What are you messing with?

be honest

Didn't say not to go out to see

Let me get a rest for a while

Who said that if I shut my eyes for a while, it takes three hours

[shaw sleepy voice]

save your energy

tickling doesn't work on me

How come you got serious

[shaw grabs MC hands and whispers in a sleepy voice]

I've said it all, just sleep for a while

[continuous humming sound + shaw steady breathing]

Not asleep and awake

[from here on you’ll hear his raspy, sleepy voice which sounds so sexy]

Hey

Where are you putting your hands?

Thanks to you

I'm fully awake now

It's time to settle

Admit defeat?

I haven't done anything yet

Just surrendered straight away?

that's not right 

It can't be so easy

Itchy?

So you know how itchy it is too

then bear with it

I won't stop easily

you didn't find yourself

You’re extra rebellious today?

hmmmm

Ii’s right to just don't admit it

Rebels are like this

So ....

Got to cure

what am i doing

what else can i do

Of course, to settle the score

We got it back one by one

It won't take long.

that is

Just before dawn, I guess 

—

⚡ ASMR texts

[pwnyta]

Genshin character Judgement after all these years of playing. I will judge looks, personality, and say my favorite voice! Now with 5-stars, alphabetical order PART 2.

(under the cut)

Definitely a a better looks than Ganyus... Cloud Retainer whats going on with you that your daughters are dressed this way tho... BUT. I love Shenhe. Her story was so good... her song still makes me cry. Its a shame she doesnt exist anymore LMAO.

Her CN and KR voices are best IMO. I dont mind her EN tho.

Cute design but I wish she was a regular Melusine. ALSO HYV sure has the nerve to do a 'RACISM BAD' storyline with her but still fucking refuse to add a playable character with dark skin or a different hair texture... especially in NATLAN which is based on the precolonial Americas and Africa... ITS A CHOICE. Really the only time we see darker skin characters with locs are ENEMIES. Fuck off. Sigewinne this isnt your fault baby close your eyes.

I dont like her EN VA at all but the rest are very cute.

King dripless. My god. Also he was WAAAAY to easily forgiven for what he did... But his personality is fun so I cant hate him.

His EN voice too is kinda goofy... but his other VAs have sexy voices. So good for them.

UGH.

UGHHH His EN VA got replaced because the old one was a creep but they replaced him with such a generic voice it kinda sucked. LMAO. Not as bad as his JP voice tho... why does he sound 12?

Venti my boy. It took me awhile to warm up to Venti but I like him a lot now. I WILL SAY... there a quite a few people who will tear down Zhongli for him and I hate them. To mischaracterize Zhongli to make Venti look better is crazy... for what? VenXiao? Its a choice. Its not Zhonglis fault hes got a better relationship with Xiao... also if Zhongli got people drunk without their consent or brushed aside Barbaras stalkers youd ring his neck.

THAT ALL SAID. Ventis fun. Good guy mostly. Im fairly certain he'll have a 2nd story come Natlan considering his connections to Vanessa.

I dont mind any of his VAs.

Biggest glow up in Genshin history. I kinda dont like that he deleted his misdeeds from the history of the world... BUT.... hes getting better and hes putting in effort to be better so I got over it. He was really great in this Summer event. Wish he wasnt fuckin BLUE tho. Ya know now that I think about how Scara deleted himself from the GI memory I guess thats why Nahida has a digital vibe.. I guess the tree IS like a computer... (I still think its weird) Also I named MY wanderer Galilei! To go with the Bohemian Rapsody theming hes got... also I chose Galilei over Galileo cuz 'Lil Ei' since hes one of Eis puppets. IM SO FUCKING GOOD.

I like his CN voice the best.... WHYD JP GO WITH THAT VOICE THATS SO FUNNY. WTF

Hot. There was a concept design where he had darker skin and an eyepatch... we coulda had it all. But he still looks great. WHAT WAS WITH HIS PAST THO!? WHY IS FONTAINE SO FUCKED UP IDK. ALSO WHY WOULD HE BE GUILTY OF KILLING HIS CHILD MURDERING FOSTER PARENTS?! WTF IS WRONG WITH FONTAINE!? LYNETTE GOT FUCKING SOLD TO SOME CREEPS! THEY ALSO LOCKED UP A PREGNANT WOMAN WHO GAVE BIRTH IN THEIR AND DIED AND WE HAD TO REUNITE THE GRANDDAUGHTER WITH HER GRANDFATHER AND I ONLY JUST REALIZED RIGHT BEFORE AND WAS LIKE 'WAIT A MINUTE IS THIS THAT RANDOM NPCS GRANDDAUGHTER!? IS THE REASON SHE NEVER WROTE HIM BACK CUZ SHE FUCKING DIED?!' and thats exactly what happened. HUGE fridge horror moment for me right before it was revealed in game. LMAO..... .... anyways.

No complaints on the VAs.

MAN I remember seeing her design leaked and being... just infatuated. Shes a rare W vs her concept design which gave her like bellbottoms and I was scared for a moment that THAT might be the design they went with BUT NO! We got THIS. Beautiful. Her personality is also SO fucking cute. Shes so cute. I love that she acts tough until someone is nice to her and she gets all flustered.... Shenhe saying she thought of her and Xianyun being all touched about it... ;w;... But also her badly haggling was so funny and she was cool with that one dude being kinda rude to HER but the minute he doubted Zhongli she got so mad in his defense... Shes so cute... I love her.

EN VA clears. I think she does the best illustrating Xianyuns personality.

My mans Xiao... I thought I wouldnt like him since Im not fond of tsundere characters but hes a good boy. Also hes a Zhongli stan so how can I NOT love him. His quest in the Chasm was particularly good... ;w; the way I cried when Paimon shouted 'XIAO!!!!' LMAO.. that hurt my feelings even though I knew HYV didnt have the balls to kill him.

I think his EN VA sound SUPER petulant mostly but the deranged way he says USELESS and DISAPPEAR!!!! makes me laugh so I dont actually mind it... that said the others all clear him.

I dont like Yae as much as I thought I would when I first saw the Inazuma cast leak... but I still like her and her relationship with Ei (and Gorou) but im not that attached.... like I guess thats sorta how I feel for more of the Inazuma cast TBH.

JP voice clears... I am not immune to ARA ARA

Yelans outfit is so fucking GOOFY. Shes pretty tho... just wish she had better clothes.... Her character is great too but shes probably one of the characters Im LEAST invested in Liyue.

Her EN voice is sexy as hell.

MY FAVORITE INAZUMA GIRL!! The babiest. I love her so much. Shes so damn cute and lovely and her quest with the Aranara was weird... but adorable and I love her. Shes the only bow DPS I even TRIED to pull for. They could never make me hate you Yoimiya!!! Ive loved her from the minute I saw her on the leaked Inazuma cast lineup.

I like her JP voice the best~

AH. Finally... the TRUE BABYGIRLEST. My handsome dad, my beautiful son, MY BEAUTIFUL SUN, MY PRINCESS... MY QUEEN. I love Zhongli so much... I can never leave Genshin no matter how annoyed I get with it because this demon right here. Hes got me by the heartstrings. Like with Navia (GEO STAY WINNING) I know when hes got a part in a story they just cant fuck it up. Hes also dripped out to hell. I hope SOMEDAY we actually get a story about YOU instead of random history... not that I havent enjoyed the blasts from the past (especially Azhdaha my second favorite character) but like... WHAT ABOUT YOU SPECIFICALLY TELL ME....

I love all of Zhonglis VAs. I like EN and CN the best tho.

---

Again with Natlan I dont know the star rating Im just guessing.

Pretty my guaranteed 5-star... I liked her design a lot more before it was pointed out that her zipper goes all the way up her ass... now her outfit is kinda gross. Also nothing about it really reads like the cultures Natlan takes from so similar to Nahida... Im kinda disappointed. Shed also look better with at least a tan...

Im so surprised people on Twit are obsessed with this design... its so fuckin boring... her animations are super cute tho.

I guess its fine. Like with Nahida... i dont like the weird digital-ness of him. The color palate is pretty great tho. (hed look better with a darker skin tone tho)

Shes so damn hot. A rare W from the Natlan cast. She'd look better with a darker skin tone tho.

UGH.

Capitano.... please... Please look good by the end of your story. I have such a sinking feeling youre Ororon... Please dont be. Id be so disappointed. Hasnt Natlan done enough to disappoint me.... I know you wont be playable if youre the spooky faceless monster I want but at least dont be fucking boring... PLEASE.

[art-of-manliness]

50 Random Things in Men That Turn Women On

A friend recently sent us a post from Cup of Jo, a women’s lifestyle site that was founded close to the time Art of Manliness was, and like AoM, is one of the few blogs from blogging’s heyday that’s still around and kicking. Cup of Jo is known for its engaged readership (its mantra is “come for the blog, stay for the comments”), and that dynamic was on full display in the post in question. In it, Cup of Jo’s founder, Joanna Goddard, asked readers for their “random turn-ons.” Readers responded with over 400 comments sharing the little things in men that make them swoon.  I found reading through the comments pretty charming and interesting. I think most guys are fairly clueless about what women find attractive, so this was a fascinating inside view of things. Some of the qualities offered were expected, like kindness, a nice smile, and a pair of broad shoulders. Masculine competence and capability — as one reader put it, “Knowing a little about a lot of things (change a tire, fix a sink, how to cook, etc.)” — were highly rated. Other entries were more surprising, like how sexy women find it for men to back up the car with one arm (mentioned multiple times), and the sheer fact that the thing mentioned the most by far was . . . forearms. The ladies love forearms, guys. (Perhaps the backing-up-the-car thing makes sense, then; as one reader observed, it involves competence and forearms.) It’s also sort of heartening that a lot of the entries are pretty attainable and don’t require hitting the genetic lottery. Highly-rated things like skills and intelligence can be readily developed, and traits some men might think are drawbacks, like salt-and-pepper hair and a big nose, plenty of women actually find very attractive. Below you’ll find a selection of the turn-ons that were shared, along with a selection of some of the comments that accompanied them.  * Forearms (“forearms omg swoon!”; “every woman is a goddamn freak for forearms”; “Totally into forearms especially if they are muscled from some kind of physical activity!”) * Rolled-up sleeves (because forearms)  * Salt-and-pepper hair * Intelligence (“I like it when a guy rants about something he is passionate and knowledgeable about!”; “Seeing my boyfriend do math in his head”) * Biceps * Easy confidence * Good with kids (“a man who loves to play with kids and can get them to laugh”) * Cooking skills (“I love when he throws a dish towel over his shoulder and shakes around the cast-iron pan”; “love it when they have their mise en place out!”)  * Flannel shirts * Good dancer * Manual competence/skills (“My husband once picked a lock, and when it clicked open I spontaneously flushed with arousal!”; “building a fire in a wood burning fireplace”; “A man who can fix things and make things happen”) * Parallel parking (“When we were still newly dating my bf pulled off a really impressive parallel parking job – unexpected major turn on!”) * Backing up the car using one hand (“When a guy reverses a car and puts his hand on the passenger seat back and looks over his shoulder…why is it so hot??”; that thing when men back up the car using ONE hand on the steering wheel. It is so hot, I can barely breathe. Something about their casual confidence—’I got this’”) * Crinkles around the eyes when smiling * Natural scent (“the smell of his neck when we hug”; “There’s a scent, like a natural pheromone something, like he’s been working all day and didn’t shower and didn’t plan on seeing anyone today but here we are, and I catch it as he moves and it triggers something instinctual that catches me off guard.”) * Sweaters  * Strong hands * Deep voice * Wearing Old Spice * Good posture * Chivalry/courtesy (“hold the door for you, if it is dark/unfamiliar/possibly unsafe…make sure you see the step, walk you to your car or destination”; “I was recently on a work trip with a lot of people, but I really hit it off (in a friendly way, not a romantic way) with one of my colleagues, so we walked between meetings a lot together talking. In… http://dlvr.it/T4QG16

[mycrazydrabbles]

Si tú me lo das...

A/n: I was just watching "The Book of Life" and I couldn't help but imagine R/n doing the first move to confess her feelings to König.

I imagine her in the scene where Manolo and his friends are singing a serenata to get Marias's attention, so I thought that maybe R/n would confess her feelings more less like that.

Neither the song or COD characters belong to me, they're are property of their respective owners, I just took them as inspiration for this story.

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R/n has made her mind.

Today it was going to be the day she'll confess her harvored feelings for the tall masked operator.

She had everything planned and ready. For months she has checked every detail thorougly , doing a redoing anything that needed to be improved in order to have the best moment for the man of her life.

.

.

.

It was time to begin her plan, she along with Rudy, Alejandro and Soap were walking trough the compound to find the Austrian male, she was nervous, she knew that König liked her, it was clear in how close they were, the way he would sneak glances when he thought she wasn't looking, there were a lot of things to be said and she didn't want to wait any longer.

Upon arriving at certain area of the base, she found König, there he was in all his tall glory, but the thing is that...

He wasn't alone!

Another recruit was with him, she was cute, slender and tall frame, flirting smile and laugh, R/n felt her heart stop for a minute.

What if she misinderstood every thing? She wanted to cry...

Aye lass! Dinnae yer gonna give up so easily!

Soap's right R/n! ¡No te me rajes compa! ¡Nosotros ahorita te quitamos a esa morra de ahí! Said Alejandro trying to cheer the girl up.

Alejandro is right, R/n, c'mon, we have your back. Rudy said giving her a reasuring smile.

When they returned their attention to König and the other woman, R/n panicked, the woman was trying to lift König's mask! How dared she?! The taller man looked in distress and so unconfortable, and as in a clue Soap went right to them and in a very broken Spanish he started singin.

Yio, te quierroo a ti-i~! This just earned a weird look from König and the other woman, but she didn't care enough to stop.

Then it was Alejandro's turn, he took a deep breath and in the loudest voice he beggan singing.

Si crees que soy sexy y te gusta mi cuerpo, mami ven y dime yaaa~

Larai la laaaa~

Lara lai la laaaaaaa~ When he was about to sing the last note the stranger woman snapped and shouted at him.

Keep it quiet damn it! We're trying to have a conversation here. After she told Alejandro of with one nasty glare, she went back on harassing König.

Rudy was about to go, but R/n hold him softly by his shoulders, she just smiled and said that she needed to do it by herself.

After that, she breathed deep, smiled, and started walking to König, she didn't care anymore about the other girl, she just wanted to express all the love she had for him, to demostrate all the love he deserved. With trembling strodes, she beggan singing, her voice sweet and filled with love and longing, heart in hand for the giant's to take.

Whatever his choose was, she'll be happy for at least had confessed her feelings.

Te amo y más

De lo que puedes imaginar

Te amo además

Como nunca nadie jamás lo hará *R/n got closer to them*

En esta canción

Va mi corazón

Amor más que amor, es el nuestro y te lo vengo a dar *She was now infront of them, not ever once breaking eye contact with the love of her life*

Te miro y más

Y más y más te quiero mirar

Te amo y sabrás

Puro sentimiento y no hay nada más

Y sueño llegar

A tu alma tocar

Amor más que amor es el nuestro y te lo vengo a dar *She moved the other girl from König's space, now R/n was interlacing her hands with the male*

Ruego a Dios tenerte a mi lado

Y entonces poderte abrazar

Si no estás aquí algo falta

Yo por ti pelearé hasta el final *König couldn't move, his breath taken away, he was feeling in a dream*

Y sueño llegar

A tu alma tocar

Amor más que amor es el nuestro y te lo vengo a dar

Te amo, ¡y más!

Te amo y sabrás

Que nadie como yo te amará

En esta canción

Yo veo quien soy

Amor más que amor es el mío y lo siento *She put her free hand gently on König's cheek*

Amor más que amor es el tuyo y presiento *König lifted her by her legs, sitting her on his arms SO they could be staring directly to each other*

Amor más que amor es el nuestro *She leant her face to his, tilding it to the side, almost touching his lips trough the fabric of his mask*

Si tú me lo das...

Everthing slowed down, for them, nothing could be heard or seen, it was their own moment, nothing else present in the intimate environment they created. The only things that mattered where R/n's hands on him, how his heart was slamming fast and hard against his chest, how her eyes reflected all the love she had for him, and how his eyes shared that same feeling.

Then she spoke.

König...Since we started getting closer and closer, just one thing has been going inside my mind, and it's you.

Your bravery on the field, your determination, your strenght, but also your quiet moments, your insecurities, your softer side, I began to love every small detail about what makes you König, and I could never find someone that I'll love strongly as I'm doing now with you. I love you for who you are and I could never be scared of you, for me, you're the most magnificent person I ever had the lucky to met.

So, now I ask you, would you give me the honor to become mine? To let me take care of you and love you ?

König was speechless, never in a million years he could have thought about a person doing all of this for him. He wanted to shared happy tears and thanked the lords he had his mask of, if not, everyone could see how blushed he was. He was so happy, and he wanted to make R/n as happy as he was right now.

With a very gentle movement, he landed the girl on the floor, and in a second, he had her wrapped in a hug, with a shy voice he looked for one of the girl's ear and quietly murmured There would't be any biggest honor than to be yours, Schatz, Ich liebe dich, bitte, let me be yours, and let me have you in exchange.

After he said that, both smiled, König crowched a little and lifted his mask just a little about his mouth, then, with one of his hands, he gently leaded R/n face to him, their lips touched, a sweet kiss where both showed their intentions, a fuzzy feeling on their stomach and electricity running in ther veins.

Finally, after so much time, they confessed their love, and it was everything R/n could have dreamt for.

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Extra scene

Soap, Alejandro and Rudy making sure the other woman kept quiet and also told the rest of the gang about the good news.

They were happy for them, and they knew that even if it was forbbiden to have relationships inside their base, they would't say anything. All of them knew that even if R/n and the giant were dating, both were proffesionals and loved their job, so taking this into consideration, Price and the boys agreed to keep the secret.

[sweetmusingss]

Charles smiles softly at you, enjoying that the two of you were having this back and forth in French, not even noticing the couple watching the two of you like a pair of hawks. "Oui, tu serais si belle en rouge. Tu es belle dans toutes les couleurs, j'en suis sûre. Mais j'ai un faible pour le rouge..," he spoke softly before taking another sip of his drink. He was a natural flirt but it was the first time that he had genuine interest in someone in a very long time.

Oscar narrowed his eyes playfully at Lando before he eventually gave in as he always did for his teammate. "Okay, okay," he said, clinking the glass against Lando's before he downed it, the liquor burning his throat but giving him the added confidence he needed. "Another one," he says to Lando before doing another shot and taking a deep breath. He paced for a moment by the bar before walking over. "Oh, Charles, it's nice to see you, mate. Great performance today," he said, wishing he could have got that last podium place instead. His attention turned to you for a minute, taking you in and realizing you were even more beautiful up close. "Hi," he says a bit awkwardly and softly. "I'm Oscar."

My cheeks flush and I’m grateful that the club is so dark, not really wanting Charles to see how he was affecting me so easily. He was so pretty and attractive and his voice was so smooth and sexy, it was torture to keep my knees from buckling underneath me. Katie told me about how hot the drivers were, but they were all so much hotter in person than on instagram. “Oh, vous me flattez... heureusement pour vous, la flatterie vous mènera partout avec moi.” I smile, taking a long sip of my drink, looking up at him through my lashes, turning on my charm as well. “Peut-être que ma lingerie est rouge en dessous…” I wink at him, but before he could answer, someone was coming up to him and congratulating him… and he was so fucking cute. He was different than Charles. Still attractive, but more in that boy next door sort of way rather than the model-esque way like Charles. I smile at him, my heart fluttering just at the sight of him, able to feel his awkwardness flowing off him. “Hi, Oscar. I’m Renee, I’m Katie’s friend.” I hold my hand out for him to shake, giving him a sweet and flirty smile as I do. “You drove really well today too! Congratulations on P4.”

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"It's so hot hearing you praise yourself," I say, running my fingers through your wet hair and smiling lovingly at you. "You are so talented and that drive was probably the sexiest thing I have ever seen you do on track. We should definitely go out tonight and celebrate. We can keep your gin and tonics flowing and properly celebrate how fucking incredible you are," I stare lovingly back at you before stealing another kiss. I knew the drama this morning probably just fueled you more than anything and all the drama lately probably had you more motivated than ever to prove everyone wrong. "I cannot wait to be there to watch you win the championship, Maxie."

“You know I normally don’t even wanna go out but I feel after that, I owe myself like 10 gin and tonics.” Max chuckles, always preferring to stay home lately instead of going out to celebrate everyone’s wins but he felt he owed himself a night to let loose and just celebrate with his team and friends… if any of his friends would show up, besides Charles. “I’m gonna win it in Vegas… they’ve already told me that the chances of it are high that I could win it before the season even properly ends, mainly due to my results today. And I can’t wait to celebrate my 4th world championship title with you by my side, Engel.”

[en-hale]

Enha Hyungs Enjoying Public Sex @ Hybe ♡‧₊˚

En-Hale Comeback ~~ Manifesto Day 8

pairing ≕ Hyung!enha x gn!reader

warning ≕ 18+/smut. Read at your own discretion !

author's note ≕ I really wanted to do public sex with hyungs, but I didn't want to be traditional and do like car or beach or movie theatre, so I was like, "Why not headcanon where they'd fuck in the Hybe building". Enjoy! Tune in tomorrow for day 9 at 10pm CST!

© to en-hale. no translations/reposts etc. (w/out permission)

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𐂂 Heeseung ≕ He wasn't expecting to be as horny as he was in the middle of a busy day at work, but there he was with a huge ass boner in his pants. He has two ways to get rid of this -- take a cold shower, or fuck in the bathroom as the others practice. Which do you think he took? He grabs you by the hand and makes an excuse that he needed your help with something, but you're surprised to be led to the bathroom. You're stunned as he pushed you into a stall and kissed you violently. Your clothes are ripped off in minutes and he has you pinned against the door. With one hand, he slips it around your mouth to stay quiet and the other to grasp your hips and plow into you from the back. You try your hardest not to let the sounds out, but it's hard. It's even harder when you hear someone walk in. He slows as to keep the sound of skin slapping as low as he can until the person leaves and it's pack to the thrusting as hard as he can. You both endure a mutual orgasm and you're exhausted by the end, wondering how he'd be able to go back out there and dance for the next few hours knowing he's just fucked the shit out of you.

𓊿 Jay ≕ He called you to meet him in the studio on the fourth floor and you agree. You hadn't seen him all day and you were quite eager to get there as soon as possible, but you're taken aback by the sound of groaning and the faint moans of a woman coming from the computer. You open the door and there Jay is, as laidback as possible with his dick out, jerking it as fast as he could to what you thought was porn but it was actually a video of you that you sent him on a horny rendezvous. He smirks at you and your stomach flips times a million. He grabs your arm from where you were standing and closed the door with his foot. He plants you on his lap and forced your hand around his cock to take over his duties. You heard voices pass by and you were scared as fuck, but the fact that he was watching your video and looking so fucking sexy at the same time, you couldn't find the courage to care. But you do quietly take your pants off to sit right on his perfect cock. The sounds in the room are both of yours' hot breathing and groans, including the so often squeak of the chair. His grip on your ass tightens as he released into you with a loud mewl. You shush him and place your hand over his wet lips. Seconds later, you match him over the edge and you sit in each other's pleasure.

ꈊ  Jake ≕ You and Jake were both busy doing work in the very open, very in-view workroom close to the escalators. At any moment, could someone come up and see you both, but he didn't care. You try to look as calm as possible, even when his fingers found themselves in between your legs taunting at your aching need. He smirked. He knew you wanted him, and wanted him bad. someone passed by and instead of stopping he goes at you harder, you take a deep shaky breath and thank god the person didn't notice. A few more moments pass by and his hand travels inside your shorts to feel your wetness. You let go of your held breath and release yourself onto his hand. He chuckles. You wanted to be mad at him, but more than that, you wanted his dick in your mouth. So you gesture for him to meet you under the table, and try your best to cover yourselves with the jackets you both brought. Your next step was taking his pants off and sucking and swallowing him done as best as you could. He was on watch duty to make sure nobody was coming, and good thing they weren't cause his moans would give you both away fast. He pushed your head down until your lips touched his base and you gagged as his seed squirted into your throat. You wipe the rest of him into a napkin and you both arise and try to act as normal as possible.

𖠪 Sunghoon ≕ You walk into the practice room that Sunghoon had begged you to join him in, and find that the lights are off and it's pitch black. You call out his name, and he answers back. You walked into the darkness until you can make out his silhouette and draw closer to him. You ask why the lights are off and he just shushes you. He takes your lips in a very tender kiss, so tender that you chuckle against his lips. He's shocked at your reaction and goes in to kiss you again, but this time he uses more tongue than you were expecting. And of course, because of it, an unexpected moan released from your lips. This time, he's the one chuckling. He has you walking backward until you hit the bar close to the mirror. He slips his hand under your shirt, and in seconds it's off. You ask him what happened to the dancing and he says he has another exercise in mind (he's so fucking dirty). A few moments later and you're both naked standing in the practice room that at any moment someone could walk into. You hoped that the fact that it was nighttime would keep anyone from coming in. Even though the cold floors aren't the most comfortable place to have sex, you still place yourself on all fours and push your ass out as he rams into you. Your sounds echo into the room, and at one point you want to giggle at how crazy this was, but he felt so good that you could only whimper and moan. A flash of light catches your attention and you think it's someone that had walked in, but it's Sunghoon filming you through the mirror of the dance room. You're shy, but for some reason, knowing you were on film made you want to look productive, so you bounce yourself against him and arch as best as you can. He takes one large groan and you feel his liquid leak out of you. You follow close behind. When you're both able to catch your breath, he shows you the video, and you admire his body as he does the same to yours.

[en-hale-archives]

Reactions ~ En- hyung members reacting to their s/o doing the WAP dance ⑅ En- maknae members reacting to their s/o doing the renegade

pairing ⑅ boyfriend! enhypen x reader

genre ⑅ fluff, comedy, lightheartedness, a grain of angst, and a pinch of jealousy

warning ⑅ WAP (explicit song, suggestive dance), the term "baby girl" is used once!

summary ⑅ short headcanons on how the hyung and maknae members would react to their s/o doing these viral dances.

song ⑅ WAP by Cardi B (ft. Megan Thee Stallion) ⑅ Lottery (Renagade) by K Camp

authors note ⑅ this is my very first writing and reaction ever! Also, I know both of these dances are pretty old, but the concept is fun, so here we go! I really hope you guys enjoy it and let me know ways I can improve myself, or how much you like it. mwah!

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Heeseung ~ (WAP)₊ ༝ ･ ˖ ₊ ˚⊹ ۪ 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗⋆ *✩

HEESEUNG WOULD BE SO CONFUSED 😩

he'd have no idea what's going on when you pull him into the loft area to do this TikTok with you

he's never on social media like that, so he has absolutely no idea what this song or dance is

You start off with that high kick and he is SPOOKED

Keep going ! It gets good !

For the rest of the dance, Heeseung would just be standing there with his mouth wide open, completely perplexed at the moves your making

Even though he's shocked, he'd still be staring at your ass the entire time, and you can literally feel his gaze on your derrière

You were right tho, cause once it's over, you look up and meet his eyes that are still on your ass

you'd chuckle when you went back to rewatch it and show Heeseung, but he'd still look confused

"What does WAP mean?" omg, you would have so much fun explaining to him

his eyes would just bulge out and he'd be blinking profusely.

Because he's so curious, he would search up the song on youtube to be able to listen to it in its entirety

"oh my gosh, is this what you're listening to now?" he'd complain, but you're too busy laughing, doubling over because the abdomen pain is too much

He'd start giving you a little mini-lecture on how he's worried that you're listening to the wrong things and seeing bad stuff online cause that's not your usual behavior

he'd look legit worried, with like a hand on his hip, preaching to you that you're perfect the way you are and you don't need to change your actions

AND HE"D HAVE THIS WHINY VOICE, THE ONE THAT YOU LOVE SO MUCH 😭✋🏽

but you're not really paying attention to his bickering cause you're getting the video ready

once you post the TikTok, you'd go over and snake your arms around his neck

but he's so tall, so you're on your tiptoes

he instinctively wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you in

he's annoyed that you haven't really been listening to him, but when you ask him how you did, he can't help but start blushing

he'd huff a little, and give a small smile "that was sexy as hell" he'd say

you'd giggle while he pulls you closer and starts kissing your neck, playfully pulling you down on the couch to give you more kisses that would just have your entire body flushed in heat

Jay ~ (WAP) ₊ ༝ ･ ˖ ₊ ˚⊹ ۪ 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗⋆ *✩

Bewildered is a good word to use when it comes to Jay watching you do this dance

he knows how much you hate TikTok, and how much you talk about how the content on there frustrates you

so he has no idea that this is coming when you pull him into the loft area

You prank him and ask him to keep you company while you do homework

of course, he says yes, and sits back and plays a game on his phone while you work

but, you silently play music in the back, telling Jay that it was a random playlist, but really you just clicked the WAP song

Jay laughs when he hears the song and asks if you've ever heard it before or know what WAP means

you say no to play along with the prank, but you've been learning the lyrics and dance for quite some time

so as soon as that part of the song comes on, you stand quickly, giving the highest kick you can

jay jumps a little, surprised by your sudden outburst

By the time you're on the floor, shaking your ass the best you can, you can see that Jay has stopped what he's doing to really pay attention

by the end, Jay has a shocked looked on his face, while also smirking

He'd tell you that he had no idea that you were capable of even moving the way you did

you laugh as Jay pulls you from the floor onto his lap, wrapping his arms around you in a tight hug

"how come you never dance like that for me?" he'd tease, but you would just giggle cause jay is using his whiny voice and it's too cute to take seriously

"you've never asked." you'd tease back. He'd snicker and give you his million-dollar smile, tickling your sides ferociously until your cheeks hurt from smiling so wide

Jake ~ (WAP) ₊ ༝ ･ ˖ ₊ ˚⊹ ۪ 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗⋆ *✩

Jake would def be laughing

You had seen this dance being done by everybody and you want to be able to do it as well

So you tell Jake about it, and of course, he's a hundred percent behind you

he starts to help you with rhythm and speed

you fail at the high kick and struggle during the splits, but Jake is still there to cheer you on

He would still compliment you even though you damn well know that you're sucking at it

but you get kind of tired of trying and just want to do it

so you drag Jake into the practice room to help you set up

he helped you with a few moves, but hasn't seen it in its entirety, so you really want to impress him

You have to keep starting over and over again because you both can't stop laughing every time you start

you once again, have Jake restart the video

he stands to the side, already looking like he trying not to laugh as you begin

you can't even make it halfway through before you hear a loud rush of laughter escape Jake's mouth

you look up to see him doubled over in laughter, dying at your attempt to do this dance

you can't even finish the dance as you start giggling cause his is so contagious

all your limbs go numb and you fall to the ground in a fit of laughter

Jake joins you, and you both are barely able to breathe

once you both calm down a bit, you get up to rewatch the video

Jake joins you from behind, wrapping his arms around your waist and swaying you both side to side

you can't help but continue to laugh when you notice that you can see Jake in the reflections on the mirrors literally dying laughing in the video

"Baby, you should just post." he'd say, and you do, captioning it:

"The WAP is yet another failed dance in the books😩" making sure to tag Jake in the end

he is so excited that you had posted that he goes all over his social media and boast about you, saying:

"Go watch baby girl absolutely KILL the WAP dance😤"

Sunghoon ~ (WAP) ₊ ༝ ･ ˖ ₊ ˚⊹ ۪ 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗⋆ *✩

Sunghoon is the jealous type for real

you know for a fact he is not the type of boyfriend that would allow you to shake your ass on camera

only for him😙

so when you pull him back into the kitchen after lunch, he's a bit confused as to what you're trying to do

you prop your phone up on the table and have Sunghoon stand by you

as soon as the song starts, Sunghoon would spring into action

He stands in front of you, right in time before the twerk part comes up

He'd give a little chuckle, trying to grab at your waist as you continue the dance

he'd grab ahold of you and pick you up from the floor, trying to stop you from dancing

shouting "no, no, no" over and over again

You're laughing so hard that you're barely able to catch a breath

He'd try to drag you off of camera, but you hold onto the table, trying to stay in frame

he chuckles at how weak you are because with one pull, he has you in his entire grasp

the video ends, and you ask him to put you down, still giggling

you go to rewatch it, laughing at the initial shock on his face when the song starts

"I can see your butt in the back. No, you can't post that." Sunghoon says over your shoulder, he'd try to grab at your phone, but you'd run away

He might be stronger, but you're a lot faster

you'd run around the entire dorm, trying to avoid Sunghoon at all cost

"maybe I should show this to Jay and see what he thinks." you'd tease, and that would only drive him even more stir-crazy

He'd finally catch up to you, grabbing you from behind and pulling you close

you giggle loudly, and Sunghoon can't help but laugh with you

"I want to be the only one to see you like that." he'd whisper in your ear, making you blush

you turn around and give him little kisses all over his face, promising that you won't post it

(but not promising that it would be deleted)

Sunoo ~ (Renegade) ₊ ༝ ･ ˖ ₊ ˚⊹ ۪ 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗⋆ *✩

He'd just be in awe

You'd pull him into your bedroom after having watched a whole bunch on TikTok

It only took you a few minutes to learn the whole thing, and a soon as you do, you want to show Sunoo

You click the time and start the dance, getting the rhythm and the moves down perfectly and all on beat

Sunoo stands beside you, his mouth a little open and amazed at how fast you're moving

when it over, Sunoo claps loudly for you, with a giant smile on his face

"Gosh, how'd you do that?" He'd ask

he's mimicking your moves in his head, still in awe

You'd teach him the dance, going through the moves step by step

the moves are easy, but the speed messes Sunoo up

you giggle at his aggravation cause it's too cute

You'd show him more videos and more tutorials, and eventually, he'd get it down through trial and error

"Let's do it together!" He'd say excitingly

so you set up the camera and give yourself enough room to do it together

you guys have to keep starting over cause Sunoo keeps forgetting a part

"I got it this time, promise" and he does, cause you turn on the camera and he does the entire thing perfectly, giving you a huge hug that accidentally knocks you both onto the floor in a fit of laughter

You pinch Sunoo's cheek and he'd do the same back to you, but not before giving you a million little pecks on the lips

Jungwon ~ (Renegade) ₊ ༝ ･ ˖ ₊ ˚⊹ ۪ 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗⋆ *✩

Jungwon would HATE IT

You know how much Jungwon doesn't like doing TikTok dances

but you'd still tease him with them anyway

So you pull him outside onto the patio

He's already a bit agitated cause you woke him up from his nap

But you put the timer on and get back in place, making sure that Jungwon is in frame

As soon as it starts, Jungwon has a realization and tries to getaway

but you're quick and grab his arm to prevent him from leaving

"NOOOOOOO" he'd scream out, smiling wide

you can't even finish the dance cause Jungwon is so busy trying to get away

you grab ahold of his waist and try to pull him back in, but Jungwon keeps his feet planted on the ground

you try with all your might to pull, but he's just too heavy, and instead, Jungwon turns around and uses the worst tactic on you: tickling your neck

You uncontrollably giggle, loosening your grip on him

he uses it to his advantage and picks you up

showing off his precious dimple

you give up trying to wiggle out of his grasp and just let him carry you

the video ends, and you go back to watch it, giggling at how adorable Jungwon looks trying to get away

"You're so cute" you'd tease him, poking his cheek which makes him blush

you post the video, and in minutes, it goes viral

by the end of the day, it already has 2 million views

people leave comments admiring your relationship and fangirling over the way Jungwon tickles you and the way he looks at you

you blush at every single comment knowing that your boyfriend is the best ever🥰

Ni-Ki ~ (Renegade) ₊ ༝ ･ ˖ ₊ ˚⊹ ۪ 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗⋆ *✩

There is NOTHING else Niki would do except hype you up the entire time

you bring him into your bedroom to show the master of dancing that you were able to actually do this viral dance

Once you tell him, he's automatically excited, giving you every motivational speech he can

"you got this, you're going to do so well, oh gosh I'm so excited" he'd gush

you prop the phone up on your ring light and Niki would watch behind you

you start the dance and match the rhythm perfectly, and you can tell that Niki is noticing too

he's jumping up and down, clapping loudly to the beat as he hypes you up

he mimics the moves behind you, continuing to cheer you on, and being overly dramatic by pretending to be in too much awe of you

Once it's done, you both rewatch it and see that you did it perfectly, not missing a beat

"POST IT, POST IT" he shouts over and over again

you do, and Niki grabs you in his arms, jumping you and him up and down, giving you a giant kiss on the forehead

later that night, you realize that you have a bunch of view on the video and a bunch of comments as well

"OMG YOU CAN SEE NIKI IN THE BACK LOL😭😭" one comment reads, and a bunch more say the same thing

you didn't even realize that you could see Niki in the back of the mirror, cheering you on hardcore

you show Niki who also didn't notice, and you both laugh at the realization

"But you did so well, I couldn't help it." he'd whine, grabbing ahold of your hands and swaying them back and forth

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None of the images are mine, They all belong to their rightful owners :)

[supernaturalgirl20]

To be loved by the devil!

Pairings: the thief/the devil x reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, explicit, p in v sex, unprotected sex, oral (female receiving),fluff, jealousy, mentions of God and biblical stuff, cursing.

Summary: the devil has searched a lifetime for his soulmate, with no luck. A chance encounter at a lavish party changes everything.

A/N: I’m a little late to the party with the commercial, but hey I got there in the end. This is purely self indulgent.

{Comments and reblogs really appreciated}

You’d heard the stories, your grandmother spoke often about them. How the devil walks among us tricking people into giving him their soul for earthly treasures. That however was not his true intentions, no, he searched for something far more precious. His soulmate! You had laughed at your grandmother, “the devil does not have a soulmate, he’s the devil.”

“Laugh all you want girl, but every being on this earth has a soulmate. El Diablo has walked the earth searching for her for a lifetime.” You learned not to question her, to just let her tell her stories, for that was all they were, stories. El Diablo was not real.

Sarah had invited you to some lavish party at this huge historic home in the middle of nowhere. It was some art dealer or something that was hosting it and you were under strict instructions to wear something formal. If you were being honest you didn’t really want to go, but Sarah wasn’t the type of person you said no to.

As you finished off your make up, you look yourself over in the mirror. Not bad. You bought a new dress for tonight, a red backless dress with thin straps. It was form fitting with a slit up the side. It made you feel powerful, sexy. A car horn startled you and you grabbed your purse and made your way outside.

“Y/N, you look stunning. You need to come to these with me more often.”

“Thanks. Ready to go?”

“Oh you bet.”

The driver pulled out of the drive and away you went. You drove out of the city and away from civilisation. There were trees everywhere, it made you feel like you were in a different world entirely. The closer you got, the more your body tingled. You felt a weird sensation deep within you, like something or someone was calling your body, calling it home.

Arriving at the house, we’ll mansion really, you we’re in awe of its beauty. Whoever owned it was extremely wealthy. Upon entry you were both given masquerade masks. Yours was a beautiful black lace mask with small diamonds running through it. Sarah leaves you at the bar to talk to some work colleagues and while your sipping on your champagne, you feel a set of eyes on you. Turning around you look out into the crowd, but you don’t see anyone staring at you. Suddenly a figure looms over you, “what is a beautiful women like you doing all alone?”

“Oh I’m not, I’m with a friend.” He looks around dramatically, “I’d don’t see anyone.”

“She’s dancing.”

“Can I get you a drink?”

“Well there free, so I’m good.”

“Hey no need to be rude, I was being nice.”

“Look I’m sorry but I’m not interested. There are loads of beautiful women here, I’m sure one of them will let you get them a drink.” You can tell from his clenched fists that he’s annoyed. He turns to leave, muttering under his breath.

“Fucking bitch.”

You hated guys like him, ignorant assholes. Thinking if they get you a drink it’s a one way ticket into your knickers. Downing the glass you get another. This was going to be a long night.

“I’m so sorry, I’m back now. Wanna dance?”

“Ugh, do I have to?”

“Yes, now come on.” Sarah grabs your hand and pulls you behind her. You join some of her friends from work and you notice Jake is with them. You have had a huge crush on him since Sarah’s birthday party last year.

“Y/N, you came.”

“Yeah, we’ll I didn’t really have a choice. You know how Sarah is.”

“Yeah tough cookie.”

Suddenly the music shifts to a slow set and Jake pulls you into him.

“You don’t mind, do you? I promise I can dance.”

“No I don’t mind. Lead the way.” He was an amazing dancer and the feel of his arms around you sent butterflies to your stomach. Jake is telling you how beautiful you look but you can’t concentrate, you fee someone staring again. That feeling you got in the car comes back, growing more intense by the second until..

“Mind if I cut in?”

You turn towards the voice and all you can see are these beautiful brown eyes staring at you. It’s like there staring right into your soul.

“Uh..”

Jake doesn’t get to say a word, mystery man has you whisked away. The feel of his arm around your waist and the smell of his cologne has you dizzy.

“You are very beautiful, mi ángel.” You can feel the blush rise up onto your cheeks. You can’t help staring at his eyes, it’s like you’ve known him a lifetime and yet you just met.

“I have waited a lifetime for your mi amor.”

“What do you mean?”

“Can you not feel it deep within your soul? We are destined to be together, you are mine and I am yours.”

“I…I..”

He swings you around and lowers you back. His lips trail down your neck and it sends a spark straight to your core. When he pulls you back up, your no longer in the ballroom. Looking around it appears as if your in a bedroom. There is a huge four poster bed and the room is illuminated by the crackling fire. You can see him more clearly now, in his long house coat. He slowly removes the mask and it’s like something has taken your breath away. He’s so handsome, with those deep brown eyes you could get lost in, his curved nose that suits his face perfectly and that thick head of hair that has you wanting to run your fingers through it. He’s right in front of you and as he pulls you close, something about him feels like home.

“You do not know how long I have waited for you mi amor. No matter, I have you now, nothing will separate us again.”

“I don’t know..”

He places his hands on your cheeks and pulls you into a sweet kiss. Suddenly your head is spinning and images flash behind your eyes. Images of you and him, together, in love until god separated you both. As punishment, for Lucifer betraying him, you both were cast out, soulmates ripped apart. Your memories of him were wiped and he was bound to a lifetime searching for you. When he pulls away you have tears in your eyes, “Luc” you lean up and kiss him again, this time more passionately.

“You remember me?”

“Yes! I’m sorry I ever forgot.”

“It wasn’t your fault mi amor, I was to blame for all this, but no matter. We’re together again and I will not let you go this time.”

His hand caressed your shoulders and the straps of your dress fell. With one tug, it pooled around your feet. You stepped out of it and reached up to push his coat off his shoulders. He backed you up until the back of your legs hit the bed, he lay you back gently, kissing his way down your body. He nudges your thighs apart and begins kissing the inside of them, slowly inching towards your aching pussy. He pulls your hips closer and slants his mouth over your core. His tongue searches through your folds, before finding the little pearl of your clitoris. Your nerve endings tingle with pleasure as you writhe beneath him. His gorgeous face rises from between your legs, a devilish smirk on his face. You grasp the sheets desperately trying to anchor yourself as a wave of ecstasy washes over you. Luc entwines his hand in yours, holding you steady. He kisses his way over your hips, along your stomach, sweeps his tongue over the peak of your breasts, before settling his body against yours.

He kisses your lips passionately before slowly inching himself inside you.

“Fuck mi amor……I forgot how tight you were. I love you.”

The weight of him on top of you feels perfect. His movements are slow and languid and you need more.

“I need you to move faster Luc.” You lock your ankles behind his firm ass, pulling him closer and urging him to go hard. You can feel the tight knot in your stomach threatening to unravel.

“I’m close baby, want you to come with me.”

He reaches between you and presses his thumb over your clit, rubbing circles.

“Fuck yes!”

You cry out as fierce waves of pleasure crash over you, your whole body trembling with the force of your climax. He thrusts into you once more before he follows you over the edge, blowing his seed deep inside you. He pulls out of you and you feel empty without him. He disappears into the en-suite to grab a wash cloth, before coming back and gently cleaning you up. He throws it on the floor before climbing under the duvet with you. Pulling you close he kisses your forehead.

“Te amo, mi amor. I am never letting you go again mi ángel. He will not take you from me again.”

“I am with you now forever mi amor.”

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I should have said no. Why didn’t I say no?? Ugh. I’m not a party guy- or a social guy- I’m a ninja. The Green Ninja, and yet, here I am, putting on a suit and tie— where is my tie?

Searching for my tie leaves me spinning around in the small bathroom, allowing me to get a glimpse of the suit. By default a groan escapes me. The green suit is a reminder of where the next few hours will be spent.

The dark circles under my eyes are always so jarring, which is why I avoid looking at my face at all costs. So I look at my watch instead, and low and behold I am already running out of time. Prompting me to rush out of the bathroom and look for my tie in the bedroom.

When Dr. Borg asked me to go to this fancy dinner party thingy, I could’ve faked a tummy ache. I avoided going to the mall once when I ate too many gummy worms. Should’ve done that.

I check on the bed. Nothing. The dresser? Nope! The closet? Under the bed?! Nope. This is lame and ties are stupid. Maybe I can get away without-

“You left your tie in the kitchen, mi amor!”

My ears bounce at the sound of Jorges voice. Usually his voice is a delight, but the mention of that stupid tie is less than amusing.

“Do you need- did you forget to brush your hair?!”

And now I’m even less amused. No I didn’t brush my hair because tangles hurt and the time it takes to brush it out is lame-

“No Jorge-“

I turn around to confront him, big mistake. Power rushes to my cheeks at the sight of him. Jorge is in an orange dress. A tight dress with a slit down the side. He’s wearing lip gloss, blush and all that other make up stuff. His Neon Xtreme necklace lay over his chest.

It’s at this moment I realize how lucky I am that Jorge mostly wears loose clothing. I don’t think I could handle him wearing tight fitting clothes that display every curve of his body-

“Are you okay?!”

Fuck. I can’t let him see me like this.

“Yeah I’m fine or whatever. Give me the tie.”

Regretful that I snatched the tie more aggressively than I hoped. Whatever. I don’t think he minds.

“Ah ah ah. You and I both know you can’t tie it to save your life.” With that, Jorge snatches the tie back, wraps it around my neck and begins to tie it. He gets close- really close. I can’t help but gaze down at his chest. Not my fault he’s wearing heels so his tits are in my face. Jorge’s man boobies remind me of stress balls I used to squish before I tore into them. Wait- no- why am I thinking about this??

“If I had to tie a tie to save a life, I could do it.”

“Yeah, and it’d be crooked.” A smartass, but he’s right. Not my fault my nails get in the way.

Jorge finishes tying my tie and steps back, laying his hands on his hips, gazing at me. I stare at him back, trying desperately to not look at his chest again.

“Te ves tan bien en un traje, mi amor. Muy caliente.”

Huh. Traje…suit. Caliente…hot. Oh! Oh. Why does he have to say things like that? It always makes me-

Jorge smiles smugly as energy rushes to my cheeks, allowing tiny green dots to force themselves onto my face. He’s doing this on purpose.

“Now that we’ve established how sexy you are, how about me?”

Jorge takes a step back and twirls around a couple times, allowing me to get a very good look at him. I’m not really sure what he wants me to say. That he has a big butt?? He has soft arms? He looks amazing in the dress?? He’s amazing? I love everything about him so what is he expecting me to say? I have to carefully choose the right words-

“Jorge, you have really big tits.”

Shit. Jorge’s mouth falls open before I cover my face. That was embarrassing. This is another reason why I don’t like going out-

“‘My boyfriend loves my man boobies’ could be an interesting conversation starter.”

Jorge wraps his arms around my waist and I separate my fingers just enough to see his soft and sly smile.

“That’s a horrible conversation starter.”

He laughs. The kind of laugh that makes me smile regardless of how annoyed I am with him, and all that other weird warm fuzzy stuff or whatever.

“Are you ready? I can’t wait to flaunt my handsome boyfriend around.”

Jorge pulls my hands from my face and holds them.

“What am I? Your accessory?”

“Tonight, I am yours.”

Damnit, he’s making me excited for this.

“And if the party is lame, we’ll dip and see how much slushy we can fit in our mouths at the gas station.”

Even better.

“You had me at slushy.”