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il-predestinato · 10 months

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hello beautiful elle

since it is going to be a long 3 months without our boys could you please recommend some fics that you liked? cause i really like your writings and how realistic they are and i wanted to get some of you suggestions for the break!

love you loads

Thank you, lovely anon, for your very kind message! 🥺 I must admit I have fallen behind in reading fics. I am sure I am forgetting some excellent Lestappen fics/writers, but these are some of my all-time favourites!

Lestappen Fic Recs:

And in the end I will seek you out amongst the stars by mandzilkos (@geeeooorrrge) - rating: G, 22k words

Soulmate AU where you see in black and white until you meet your soulmate, and the world goes back to black and white after your soulmate dies. This is ALWAYS the first Lestappen fic that comes to mind whenever anyone asks for a recommendation, and it is probably my all-time favourite. The fic that inspired me to write Lestappen, if I'm honest.

getting half of you just ain't enough by shybear_styles - rating: E, 20k words

The friends with benefits story that spans the 2019 season. The only thing better than amazing smut is amazing smut with feels. For sure a top 5 fic in the Lestappen fandom for me. Also, this author is simply amazing in general and you should read all of her fics! I haven't given up hope that she will return one day and write more Lestappen. 🤧

you feel the mornin' feel by shybear_styles - rating: M, 3.3k words

Remember that time Sebastian Vettel asked Charles, "Is he [Max] pretty?" And we never got an answer because Charles descended into gay panic? Well, worry not! We get an answer in this fic.

Monaco Malaise by ProngsfootxJily (@cupidskissx) - rating: E, 8k words

Rivals with benefits, takes place after the 2021 Monaco Grand Prix. Yes, this one is delicious smut but also a character study. Both of them are written so well, and it leaves you begging for more. Don't forget to check out the equally amazing sequel! (Don't worry, I have been relentlessly harassing her to write the sequel's sequel.)

algorithm by Anney (@badboy-george) - rating: M, 17k words

In a world where F1 uses simulation-based compatibility tests, five times Max doesn't find the right partner and the one time he does. Black Mirror ("San Junipero" and "Hang the DJ") vibes in the best way. Another one of my absolute favourite fics. If you've read any Lestappen fics, you've probably read "Every Other Sunday." This one is simply a masterpiece by the immensely talented Anney; definitely check out her other fics!

panem et circenses by Anney - rating: E, 13.2k words

Wow - simply devastating, haunting, an ode to these two as drivers, set in a dystopian future AU. The world building is absolutely incredible, but at its heart is such a beautiful story of love and hope. This one doesn't get enough recognition. (TW: implied non-con, not between Lestappen.)

Unlearn by wantinghopingwriting (Tazza1993) (@lightsoutfullhearts) - NR, 45k words

This is another all-time favourite, a must-read. Fake/pretend relationship to lovers multi-chapter story that is ever so satisfying; both of them are so well characterized. Set in a parallel-ish 2022 season. I really cannot recommend this one enough.

the edge of what can be loved by Ledger_m (@the-last-jedis) - rating: T, 13k words

The third wheel fic from the perspective of Max and Charles' various "Steves." It's funny, heartwarming, and everyone on the grid is nosy as fuck.

Charles Leclerc vs Red Bull caps by Ledger_m - rating: T, 6.4k words

Charles is the hero we all need, as he goes on a mission to get rid of all of Max's stupid Red Bull caps. This is REQUIRED reading! Kami is a genius. Go read all of her fics.

If You Don't Play, You'll Never Win by antimonyandthyme (@antimonyandthyme) - rating: T, 4.1k

Post 2021 Monaco Grand Prix. Max wants to take their relationship further; Charles... doesn't. Oh my God, where do I begin to describe how much I love this fic. The language is beautiful, both of them are so well-written, and I feel punched in the gut over and over again in the best way. The ending (well, the whole thing) is so damn satisfying.

all's well that ends well (to end up with you) by stylestappen (@stylestappen) - rating: G, 3k words

Max has a meltdown in the cereal aisle (yes, the cereal aisle) at 3 am when he realizes he is in love with Charles despite the latter's questionable taste in cereal. Dani has an absolutely wicked sense of humour! (Although I don't understand what she has against cocoa puffs 😭.) She also wrote a banger of a Lestappen soon-to-be teammates fic, so make sure to check out her profile.

Max Verstappen: Spotify Extraordinaire by frnndtorres - rating: G, 26k words

Max makes Spotify playlists for the grid. Fluffy, funny, care-free, liberal use of nicknames, with a healthy dose of feels between Max and Charles. A really fun read.

i love the way your green eyes mix with that malibu indigo by altissimozucca (@altisssimozucca) - rating: G, 11k words

Max and Charles spend summer of 2020 together in Malibu and try not to fall in love. Spoiler alert: they fall in love. I feel the urge to explain something: When I first started reading Lestappen, there were less than 250 fics in their entire tag (yeah I know, we are currently close to 3000 fics, which is insane). From 2019-2021, we truly lived off crumbs. So trust me when I say that we owe so much to altissimozucca, who wrote something like 40% of the fics in the Lestappen tag and nearly single-handedly kept us fed in those days. It's so hard to pick one of her fics to recommend, so make sure you check out her profile for more!

#803442 by altissimozucca - rating: M, 1k words

Max and Charles celebrate the end of the 2019 season in a hotel room. So soft, so fluffy, so satisfying.

Bruises by eefiplier - rating: E, 5.1k words

I think of this one as THE Lestappen smut fic. Oh my God, it's 5k words of amazing established relationship smut with all the feels. A classic. I can read this one over and over again.

outside the box by playclock (@endowataru) - rating: M, 6.1k words

Max falls in love with Charles' driving... oh and Charles himself too. They are ultra competitive idiots who are madly in love. There aren't enough established relationship fics out there, but this one is simply amazing. And don't forget to check out this author's profile for additional Lestappen fics. I promise every single one is a banger!

i made it link by link by purpleglasseswrites (@f-ferrari-forever) - rating: M, 4.2k words

Charles and Max try to be kinky, but who are they kidding - they are far too vanilla for that stuff. 🤣 This one is so sweet, and don't forget to read the sequel!

One man's trash, another man's treasure by AzziNow (@track-terror-apologist) - rating: T, 4.2k words

Charles turns into a raccoon and terrorizes everyone except Max. (Well, he terrorizes Max too... slightly.)

Call it madness, call it love… by AzziNow - rating: M, 3.5k words

Ferrari auctions off Charles for charity. No angst, just fluff. Alpha!Max/Alpha!Charles. So I confess that I never read A/B/O fics. There's nothing wrong with it - just not my cup of tea. But I really enjoyed this one. Al has such a chaotic sense of humour.

it all reminds me of you by grandprix (@grandprix-ao3) - rating: E, 3k words

Secret relationship Lestappen with flashbacks. Oh the yearning, the desire, the smut - incredibly satisfying. I must put a plug-in for this author's other Lestappen fics as well. Never misses - make sure to check them out!

burning you into my mind by thightattoos - rating: E, 4.1k words

Porn with feels and possessiveness. You cannot ask for anything more. I must have read this one a dozen times.

an evil plan or two by witchee_writer - rating: T, 5.2k words

Max and Charles are roped into a plan to get Brocedes back together; they come to a few realizations along the way. The only thing better than a Lestappen fic? A Lestappen AND Brocedes fic!

Fine Line by empireoffclouds - rating: NR, 7k words

One of the more light-hearted enemies to friends to lovers fics. I absolutely adore their dynamic here - it's snarky, warm, but also so them. The incomplete sequel is also a super fun read.

Into Darkness Of Thought by flamingosarepink - rating: T, 1k words

After the 2019 Japanese Grand Prix, Charles thinks Max isn't coming back to their shared space.

steal softly under castle walls by untouchableocean - rating: G, 521 words

Max gets home late from Milton Keynes and Charles has already fallen asleep. Short, tooth-rooting fluff of the best kind.

Zoomies by greeny1710 (@maxlambiase) - rating: E, 2.2k words

This one is just hilarious. A (mostly) naked Max walks into Charles' team Zoom call during the COVID lockdown.

...and many, many more that I'm sure I have forgotten! 🙈 You can also check out my AO3 bookmarks (the first few pages are pretty much all Lestappen fics).

Please remember to leave kudos and comments for these amazing writers. The talent in this fandom is absolutely incredible. They all deserve so much recognition. Happy reading!

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a-star-that-burns-brightly · 16 days

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CH2-12 thoughts (spoilers, I guess. You probably shouldn't be in the tag if you haven't finished the episode though.)

So! DRDT is officially back, and wow what a way to begin the rollercoaster we'll be put through the next few weeks. This episode was amazing, and I wanted to discuss my thoughts on it in a more detailed form. This episode gave us a lot of character moments that I want to at least mention, so let's get into it? Before we do though, I want to say that through these posts, I will be updating two things and showing them at the beginning and end First one being the swear statistics! It became a thing after my previous rewatch that every time a character swears, I count it, and I want to continue doing that for the rest of the series if I can so manage it.

^ current swear statistics as of CH2-11

And the second being...drumroll please!

My own personal DRDT CH2-Part 2 bingo card! If something on this list happens in CH2-Part 2, I'll check it off. Hopefully I can get a bingo or two in here, especially since, spoilers, two of the boxes have already been checked. But with all of that preamble out of the way, let's begin shall we? I’m going to cover the character moments we got in separate categories of the well…characters, rather than in order, for the sake of being concise.

Arturo

First and foremost, “Shut your whore mouth” made me scream at the top of my lungs. God I wish that was voiced. But more importantly, the thing about Arturo being very young for a plastic surgeon actually being addressed was not something I expected, especially so early. But I definitely appreciate the nuggets of Arturo backstory. Funny enough, his situation sounds very similar to Min’s in some regard, especially this line

(x) Arturo: I was only able to get this far in such a short amount of time because I specialized in plastic surgery, and nothing else. I neglected everything that wasn't immediately relevant to my goals.

This absolutely plays a factor into his relationship with his little sister. It more than likely was not just him leaving that made her commit suicide, but perhaps also years of neglect. And if she really felt like she couldn't live a life without Arturo in it, it's safe to say that their parents probably weren't the best either. The more I learn about Arturo and his homelife the more worried I am for him and especially his sister.

Veronika

Veronika didn't get much besides being her usual self, but I gave her a category because I wanted to point out two things One, Veronika calling Arturo cute. That just made me smile

And secondly, this line right here

(x) Veronika: Oh, and don't say something as boring as "I want to kill myself." I have no interest in such mundane reasons.

This is so fucked up and awful and gross and I absolutely love her for it. I just know she's going to get worse, I hope she does.

And also the fact that she apparently finds suicide to be inherently boring is very interesting, given the fact that she more than likely has the self-harm secret.

Whit

I know he didn't have much, if any major role in this episode but...listen I missed him. So much. You have actually zero idea how much I missed him and his goofiness... But also I can't believe that was the explanation for the dent in the computer lab that's been bugging me for months. Well played DT-Dev... (though the fact that Whit got away with breaking a rule solely because MonoTV thought it was funny is a bit fishy...it's almost like he's the MASTERMIND-- /hj)

We also in general got a lot of Charles and Whit moments, which I always like to see I don't think there's anything else to cover when it comes to Wh--

(x) David: Ugh! Goddamn it, Whit, does everything you say have to be made into some shitty dumb joke?! You're actually really fucking annoying! Shut the fuck up!!

...Well, when I said I wanted more Whitvid interactions I guess this can serve as a reward. ...guys dont worry this is how we can still wi--

Levi

...I mean, what else is there to say really?

No but actually I'll talk. This is what we've been theorizing for a year, and I actually had it in my predictions that Levi's secret was going to be the one revealed in this episode. But I did not expect it right at the end, nor did I expect it to be so sudden. And I don't think Levi has any reason to lie either, so I think this is his actual secret. Seeing him lose confidence and apologize for his unhelpfulness kind of stung to me, honestly. Levi has been trying to help the group since the very beginning, and that has only amplified since the start of Chapter 2. So seeing him...basically give up was very upsetting He is definitely going to be in the hot seat next week's episode and I am very excited for it, hopefully we get some insight on his past as well and...maybe a levi and nico interaction? please dt-dev? please? :>

FishyFried, as always, knocked it out of the fucking park with Hu's voice acting, and her monologue towards David was just as amazing...if not a bit terrifying, as it directly parallels with her hidden quote

I want to pay for what I’ve done. But even then, I still want to live.

I think I've said this before, but I adore David and Hu's dynamic and how both of them tackle the themes of change in their own ways, how both of them project onto the people around them to fulfill their own desires due to being stagnant in their own growth as people, it's so much fun, and I can't wait to see how this continues to develop in the later chapters I am sincerely a ch5victim!david + ch5killer!hu believer at the end of the day.

Teruko

Oh Teruko, quite a bit to discuss with you today.

For starters, her genuinely feeling embarrassed and upset upon realizing what she did wrong, apologizing for it, and (how I interpreted it anyway) beginning to realize that working alone and not accepting help from others is starting to bite her in the ass? That was not what I expected. I really did think that Teruko was going to get worse before she got better, but maybe she's improving a lot quicker than I thought (...let's hope she doesn't backslide again though, especially if the culprit is who I think it is) Also.

If I have to live with this knowledge, so the-fuck do you. And then there's her argument with David, which I already made a post about, but I want to add onto it by saying that the performances from Swords and LuucarIi here are absolutely phenomenal. One of my favorite voice acted scenes in the entire series. I have replayed Teruko's "Hah! Based on what?!" probably around 20 times and I will repeat it 20 times more because the delivery gives me actual chills. This fangan has such an amazing voice cast oh my god it's insane.

David

Oh. You are such a broken, broken man, and you are absolutely going to go down the Simon Laurent route. I actually don't have a lot to add when it comes to David's actual motivations for his actions, I think a lot of us theorized that he was trying to kill everyone and himself. But the main thing I want to talk about is the Xander shit because oh my god this man is Down Fucking Horrendous. I mentioned all the way back in this post that David idolizes Xander just as much as Xander idolizes him. What I didn't expect was for him to still be clinging onto the hope Xander gave him and trying to follow in his footsteps, and being borderline possessive over the damn dead man. Xander may have idolized David, but David is obsessed with Xander and what he represents to him. And he is willing to ruin his reputation, reliability, and dignity in pursuit of what he thinks is right. Not to mention, it puts the Tally5 image in a whole new light.

Though I still think these words apply to the very possible revolution that David, Xander, and Mai enacted towards Hope's Peak, a theory that has become even more credible after this episode, I also think these lines portray David's thought process during his actions in CH2-11 and his motivation for doing the things that he does. David calling Xander "the only good person he's ever known" is very, very telling when you consider what he personally thinks makes someone a bad person (lazy, useless, stupid). And that makes me upset. Xander and David's relationship will never not be absolutely fascinating to me. ...alSO DAVID APPARENTLY HAS MEMORIES FROM HOPE'S PEAK??? APPARENTLY??? Like am I reading that right or do I just have bad media literacy. How...How does he??? WHY does he??? Why did he say he didn't know who Xander was in the prologue???? I am very confused and I'm sure it will all be answered. Extra Thoughts !! - we got 7:30 AM confirmation, woohoo!! And the bonus of Arei swinging when she was first found was such a good detail and I’m surprised none of us noticed it, honestly. With that confirmation, that leaves basically everyone else (minus J, David, Veronika, Hu, and Nico) in the hot-seat. - the multitude of new sprites we got were so amazing, especially David's - Apparently everything that happened in the second half of CH2-11 was in the span of two hours?! Sheesh, the editing crew on the TV show must be working overtime. Hopefully they get a paycheck and its not just MonoTV who gets paid. - If I had any doubt in my brain that Eden was the culprit it has basically dissipated with this episode. I really do not know who else it could be other than her. three of the five main suspects other than her have basically been cleared up, either through alibi (J and Hu) or though plot (Levi) David and Nico are also cleared from suspicion Though there isn't really any plot or evidence reason to necessarily exclude Rose, given her moment in CH2-8 and, let's be honest, this murder being way too physically complicated for someone as lethargic as her to commit, I'm inclined to believe she is not And every other character has something that's clearly being set up to be further explored in Chapter 3 (Charles, Whit, Ace, Arturo, and Veronika) Like... even if you don't think Eden is the culprit, you can't deny that she's the odd one out here. I still think Accomplice!Levi is true, but I also truthfully think the culprit can't be anyone other than Eden - If I were to give one I-guess critique though, not just on this episode but on the trial as a whole, it's that we are four trial episodes in and there has been very, very little focus on the actual murder mystery itself. We have barely even covered 80% of the evidence. This isn't like, a huge problem for me specifically because I very much watch DRDT for the astounding character writing over the murder mysteries, and I definitely think that the lack of focus on the case is worth the amazing character moments we got in this episode. But I can see it really bothering some people, and there's a part of me that can't help but be a bit afraid that the actual solving of the murder case is going to hit the audience with a bunch of information at once and come across as a bit rushed due to the lack of focus it's had so far. I trust that DT-Dev is cooking though, and it'll probably be a lot more cohesive once we have the full trial to look through.

Predictions for CH2-13 - Like I said before, Levi is going to become the main suspect easily thanks to his secret reveal. I know Ace is going to be on his ass especially, because in his mind it would basically confirm the image he has already conjured up of Levi in his mind as a violent brute who is going to snap his neck any second. J is also going to jump to conclusions because that's just what she does, and she was already concerned about the murderer secret to begin with. - Furthermore, I think most of this episode is going to entail Teruko trying to disprove that Levi could've been the culprit. Considering the fact that there, well, isn't much evidence to suggest he didn't, maybe this episode will feature this chapter's Random Guess minigame. - I highly doubt we're getting an AM VS PM scrum debate now, but maybe we'll get one on whether or not Levi is the culprit? Maybe? - On the topic of trial minigames, I hope we get another nonstop debate, it's been like three episodes since we've had one lmao - Nico is either going to defend Levi, or reiterate the speech that J gave them in CH2-9. Either way, I hope this reveal causes them to interact it would be so interesting - We are on a track-record of having at least one person's secret exposed every trial episode. Considering the fact that Xander and Min are dead, and I do not think Teruko's secret will come out until the end of the chapter, that really only leaves Hu and Veronika...which is interesting, as they are both in the clear for being the culprit. Hu has already had multiple moments to shine in this trial, so I think its more likely that Veronika's secret will be the one getting revealed. How that happens, I am unsure. But I think Veronika will be the next person to have her secret revealed.

Conclusion Overall, I think this episode was amazing and a great way to kick off the end of the hiatus. I can already tell that these next few weeks are going to be a wild ride for us DRDT fans, but we're all in this together, so I think everything's going to be fine (nothing is going to be fine.)

UPDATED SWEAR STATISTICS: CH2-12

UPDATED BINGO CARD

#I don't think I need to tag the tally5 image cause its been a year but if anyone wants me to I will #also because I feel like someone's gonna ask #furuya is the track used in arei and arturo's secret reveals and its my favorite track so far in drdt if it is used again I will go insane #danganronpa despair time #drdt

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firegirl888101 · 1 month

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If I was reader in the insatiable madness series I’d have a “let’s try it!” Day once a week with the harbingers, when it comes to games tho

“Let’s try Mario cart!”

“Let’s try Fortnite”

“Let’s try Dress to Impress!”

I’d only do this once a week bc I know it would take me a week to recover from their bs😭 on a serious note, I can see Childe and Scara getting sooo competitive with Dress to Impress, like they are ready to rip each other’s throats out bc “YOU COPIED ME”. Reader has to sit near them tho bc they have to explain the categories and show them examples😭😭😭 the other harbingers kinda love it bc it forces reader to explain stuff to them

Hahah I love this idea!

Y/N most likely wouldn't suggest the idea of a weekly game night because of the amount of stress it would bring for them. Maybe after introducing them to Among Us they'd slip up and reveal that there are hundreds of different games leading to one of the Harbingers suggesting the idea.

'One of the Harbingers'? What am I talking about, of course it's Childe who would suggest such a thing. He'd probably be feeling homesick and ask further to try and create a small routine between you and the group. With Pulcinella's help, they'd eventually convince you to hold the game night once every week.

Mario Kart is waaaay too competitive for the Harbingers to try. I really don't recommend playing it or even suggesting it when they're nearby. Just trust me. If you think streamers punching their tables and screaming in anger at a loss is bad, you haven't seen the Harbinger's rage. It doesn't matter which one you look at, they're all sore losers. The ones who are better at hiding it are Pierro, Pulcinella and surprisingly Childe. <- Columbina and Capitano are also better at hiding it, however, they're not good at preventing snappy replies if another Harbinger talks to them.

Dealing with a passive aggressive and possibly aggro Harbinger (ahem, Scaramouche) is not something you should voluntarily do. That's why I suggest not bringing up the game at all. If you decide to introduce the game, I recommend only doing easy levels such as Moo Moo Meadow. Never, under any circumstance, allow them to play Rainbow Road. Also Sandrone and Scaramouche are really good at the game, Sandrone because she's good at making the perfect cart for her character and Scaramouche because he's good at racing no matter what cart combo he picks.

I personally don't like Fortnite, and Y/N wouldn't either because of uhh... y'know. But, I can see Capitano and Childe genuinely bonding whilst playing the game together. I don't know if it's against the rules to cross team in Fortnite, but whether that rule exists or not they'd do it anyway since they don't care. Capitano always wins if it's only them two left in the game, if it's not only them two, Childe either dies by not paying attention to his surroundings enough or Capitano falls from fall damage because he forgets that it's a thing.

I can't help but think about that fanmade Fatui trailer where they're fighting eachother and Pantalone has the double guns. Just for the beautiful existence of this anime short, I'm going to say Pantalone is also good at the game because he has god tier aim. Imagine what else he could do with that aim... Now's not the time, NEXT GAME:

Dress to Impress or Fashion Frenzy (my childhood) would be so funny. Since Y/N probably wouldn't trust the Harbingers in a public Roblox server, they'd have to buy a private server for all the Harbingers to use. Signora is dominating the rest of the Harbingers in this game, I think she'd have the most wins and often has to help the others find things in the game. Somehow she's memorised the entire map and knows where everything is after only a few rounds...

Anyway, the women of the Harbingers would slay this game so hard. The men however... they're questionable to say the least. At first, they likely struggle and create abhorrent outfits that land them the lowest on the scoreboard but gradually they begin to make outfits that the average person would wear. Pantalone would be an exception to this group, he'd most likely grasp the concept the quickest. This is because of how many clothes he's seen as a rich businessman. He's shopped for clothes for the Tsaritsa before, so he's probably seen some elegant items of clothing and doesn't need to rely on his imagination much. As long as he remembers what they look like, he'll score reasonably high, when the other men learn, he'll gradually go lower on the leaderboard due to him not being too passionate about the game. He's a one-trick pony, if you will.

Y/N would get so tired of having to Google the categories and show reference images to the Harbingers every single time they play the game. If Dress to Impress is a popular game and the Harbingers want to play it every game night, Y/N would start to make moodboards of each category and shove them in the Harbingers face so they can leave them alone. It's not like they want to help the Harbingers, but there is literally nothing else they can do, and they don't feel like dying from boredom yet.

Pierro doesn't want to engage in these game nights because he finds them a waste of time and stays in Y/N's office to do work. Meanwhile, Dottore likes the television a lot more so he rarely takes part. If he does take part, he enjoys it but would rather do something else. Arlecchino also wouldn't be the biggest fan of the game nights, but it would remind her of taking care of the children in the House of Hearth so she'd gradually open up to like it more than she should in her opinion.

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miikishii · 1 year

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yuuta okkotsu bf hcs!!

masterlist

I was just thinking about him because he's a cutie patootie so surprise! (I haven't read jjk in so long I'm sorry if he's out of character I'm literally just trying my best I promise)

sfw! and also probably typos

probably pretty possessive, but he's not crazy, just wants people to know about your relationship.

he's comfortable enough with himself that he doesn't get super jealous, but if he does you'll always know.

Good communicator!!

You always know what's up with him, he doesn't want to leave you in the dark about anything.

He very much hopes you'll do the same.

Def a big physical affection guy, but he's not super obvious with it in public

not opposed to PDA, but doesn't like to be "in people's faces about it"

will definitely hold hands and/or give you a kiss on the cheek or hand

LOVES sleepovers.

your place or his, doesn't matter.

Just loves the thought of being next to you.

adores waking up next to you, especially if he wakes up before you.

just lies on his back and closes his eyes, not expecting to fall back asleep, he's just really calm and happy in moments like that.

Likes to have stay-at-home dates (i.e. watching a movie, playing board games, etc.)

but he understands the appeal of going out to someplace nice (or casual!) and wants to do so, just not as often as staying home.

LOVE LOVE LOVES when you wear his clothes.

doesn't matter if it's a shirt, sweater, pair of sweats, or a bracelet

Speaking of bracelets, if you wear jewelry he'd probably buy you something to wear often. Something really simple that you can wear with anything.

Will listen to you talk about literally anything.

Doesn't maintain eye contact too hard, but you KNOW he's listening.

sometimes gets sidetracked when he looks at your face and forgets to listen because he's just thinking that you're beautiful no matter what you do.

may blurt that out when you finish talking.

wants to bake or cook with you.

considers buying you matching aprons.

His hands are always cold (he looks like the type idk)

Will consider your opinion to be final on pretty much anything. If you say something is ugly he 100% agrees. If you say something is stupid it's the dumbest thing he's ever seen.

It's not that he's always so easily swayed by others' opinions, yours just matters a lot to him.

wants you to pick his outfits sometimes.

he just thinks it would be cute and he's curious to know what you like on him.

probably asks you to buy clothes for him because he's not all that stylish.

Not a big texter, prefers to call, but he always answers his phone pretty fast.

Will, however, send you pictures of things he sees that he thinks you'd like or would find funny.

supports your rights and your wrongs

note: I hope this was at least somewhat accurate lmao

#jjk #jjk x reader #yuuta x reader #yuta okkotsu #jjk yuuta #yuuta okkotsu x reader #jjk fluff #jjk hcs #jjk headcanons #jujutsu kaisen

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magnetic-rose · 3 months

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so this could be pure copium lmfao but i feel like the fact that the community council members are teasing/ making jokes about varric's death... makes it less likely that he dies?

the community council are DA superfans who've played portions of da:tv. they haven't played the whole game, but they've played farther than we've seen and gave bioware feedback over the game and story, from what i understand. kala has mentioned she thinks lucanis' voice is very sexy, so she's played enough to meet some of the companions we haven't seen voiced yet. kala also says she doesn't know if varric dies because she doesn't know the *ending* of the game or fate of the characters.

but to me the interaction that started the alarm bells going off in my head were:

kala: soooo since varric didn't show up in the prologue reveal yesterday... where do you think he is? 👀

ashe (who's also part of the council): six feet under

kala: ashe lmao 💀💀💀

ashe: we're so dead (and so is he) 🪦

it just sounds like they know something and they're being coy/funny about varric's fate. i think if varric actually died in the prologue they wouldn't be making jokes like this? idk.

BUT at the end of the day this is all just speculation on MY part. it could truly be that bioware omitted varric's fate from them and they really don't know if he's dead or alive. could also be that they know he's dead and they're just making jokes about it (which i find unlikely? but i don't know these ppl like that lmao maybe that's their sense of humor.)

#dragon age #datv #datv spoilers #varric tethras #i've inhaled so much copium i'm dizzy #also please don't bother them about varric's fate #even if they do know they won't be able to tell anyone outside of these little jokes they make #i'm just speculating over here

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quick and dirty game review: KILLER FREQUENCY

it's really good!! why?

it's all your favourite 80s/onwards slasher flicks rolled into one

the premise is ropey as hell but it's self-aware enough to know that and make it FUN

the references are gonna be really obvious to horror connoisseurs but tbh for me they were subtle enough that they weren't overpowering the experience; it's not just fanservice held together by gaffer tape and string

there's one (1) jumpscare right at the beginning, so be aware of that, but it didn't send me running for the hills and while i haven't finished the game yet, it's fair to say the rest of the game does not rely on cheap thrills and scares

that said, the fact that there's a crouch mechanic deeply worries me

but still: without giving too much away, you experience the game by manning the radio station and taking calls from people being pursued by a serial killer. there's no narration or visuals, the tension relies entirely on voice acting and sound design -- and i think they did a spectacular job with that

there were so many moments where i (and chat, i was streaming it) was on the edge of my seat

the puzzles are absolutely doable but still really satisfying when you work them out; and there's timers only on some dialogue choices, so you have enough time to work things out in steps -- also makes it easier/more fun to let chat help hehe

when you do fail, you don't feel railroaded or tricked, which is important, though once or twice a lack of information can be a little frustrating because you're just gonna have to go with your gut

the characters have really interesting backstories, i can't wait to find out more 👀

according to the devs, the dialogue and backstories were all written collaboratively across the team, and the game somewhat responds to how well you do in keeping people alive

there's also clues throughout the story so you can try and put it together as you go -- delighted to find out what's the biggest red herring

devs say all players will get a satisfying resolution re: the killer's identity, but players who do well get a more complete picture -- raising the incentive for multiple playthroughs

there's moments of instant karma that are just *chef's kiss*

the environmental storytelling at the radio station ohmygod

is something lgbt happening to Peggy 👀👀

the dialogue choices match up with the tone of what your character actually says, so it's easy to mould his personality a little bit (and the bits where they get creative with punctuation to help convey that tone are really funny)

i'm about halfway through and so far nothing seems overplayed; instead the game just fully commits to the bit without being obnoxious

mechanics are simple: play records, play ad tapes, take calls, and occasionally run through the station for clues

sadly, you can't photocopy your butt

BUT you can shoot hoops from your desk (with paper balls) and the game tracks how many you got

if you're a horror movie or game fan, if this sounds like you'd enjoy it, i can only recommend it! i'm not super good with horror or survival games, but i had an absolute blast with this. here's a couple of screenshots so you can see the aesthetic they're working with:

it's got that cell-shaded telltale look -- easy on the eyes, colourful. and the carpets. my god

#killer frequency #game review #video games

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The Lady Whistledown Papers : 1x07 Ocean's Apart (Part 2)

Welcome back, Gentle Readers, to The Lady Whistledown Papers, where I’m taking an in-depth look at Penelope Featherington and Colin Bridgerton’s character arcs and romance within the show Bridgerton!

For previous issues, follow tag : The Lady Whistledown Papers

Ocean's Apart

It just occurred to me that this scene does not take place in the normal Bridgerton drawing room. Is this Hastings House? Or another room in the Bridgerton home? I haven't paid enough attention to Daphne's story line to notice.

Anyway... Daphne makes good on her promise and has arranged a meeting between Colin and Marina. And I should note the title of the episode -- ocean's apart. It is, of course, a nod to Daphne and Simon's issues, but also to Colin and Marina. And... as I brought up in the previous post -- a nod to the Leander and Hero myth, where the two lovers are split by the ocean. Simon and Daphne, obviously, will find their way back to each other. But Colin and Marina truly are ocean's apart. They are just not meant for each other, and this scene is going to close the book on their romantic story.

Colin starts out by asking for confirmation about the pregnancy. But his wording of it is interesting -- Lady Whistledown cannot be true. Right? Right??? He's so deeply in denial, despite everyone around him telling him otherwise. There was an ounce of hope he had in the faith he had in his own love that the pregnancy was a made up lie to scorn him (them).

Marina is done with the lying. She didn't even want to be there, and is only there because Daphne requested her and she can't really say no to a duchess. She tells Colin the pregnancy is real, and Colin's whole world shifts in that moment (and a nice bit of physicality as Colin himself shifts).

He kind of stutters, asking her really - you're with child? He looks her up and down, too, as if wanting physical proof of this.

Then he says something that is very telling -- 'I do not understand, we were to be wed. You said you loved me.'

And this is where Colin's romantic nature is his undoing. First of all, marriage and love are inextricably linked. You agree to marriage than you agree that love is its basis. In a time where it really was rare, that is one of the values that is at Colin's core. And it shakes him to his very core that Marina lied to him.

Marina tells him - I hold you in the highest regard. Admitting, though, that she does not love him. And that is when Colin's heart is truly breaking. If she had been pregnant and still wanted to get married, was actually in love with him, he could continue playing the romantic hero, could continue drowning in his own love. But she's ripping the mask of the rouse now. She used him, yes manipulated him, and yes used his own love to her advantage.

He gets angry, but it's retrained but emotional. Colin isn't a lash out kind of guy, not like Simon or Anthony. But he does show his hurt visibly, and the words come pouring out as he tries to sort out the situation. He is at an utter loss that she doesn't feel the same way, he's processing all the lies, and claims she's committed a great sin - and it's funny, that yes, the sin is being with child out of wedlock and using someone to cover it up... yes, the sin is, in general, lying. But what it is the most for Colin -- what hurts him the deepest, is lying about love him back.

Colin lives for love. He feels love deeply. He wants to be loved back just as deeply. And for Marina to cast that all aside, to claim she was not there in it with him, feels like the biggest part of the betrayal.

Marina lays down a huge dose of reality though. She stands up for herself, claiming she's not going to allow herself to be shamed by either Colin or Daphne (who isn't really reading in the corner). And while they may think she's a villain, the situation just isn't black and white like that. She takes a moment for herself, when she says that no one ever led her in the right direction, and no one taught her any better - so she's been trying to do what's best for herself.

And it's important to note that Marina did like Colin as a person. She picked him because he was kind and empathetic. That she does appreciate the depth of how he loves. But in all of this, not only was she needing to look after herself and her unborn child, her heart had been utterly broken. And she just cannot with the idyllic love. She cannot with how Colin lives in the clouds with his fantasies. Her reality is a much, much darker place.

The more she talks, the more his heart breaks, and you can see him start to well up. And this is when the emotion, the betrayal, the hurt, the anger really come out. He mocks her a bit when starts saying that he should feel lucky that she chose him? And, it's interesting, as he yells at her, it gets more emotional and for a moment slightly unhinged, and then he immediately pulls himself back and recomposes himself. Another reminder that even at the height of emotion, Colin always pulls inward.

After he collects himself, he tells her, basically, that he's done with her. (It's deliciously dramatic, lol)

She doesn't really have anything else to say, either. But she's upset, too. It's an emotional confrontation. She's sad for herself and her situation. But she truly never really wanted him to be hurt by any of it either. She wasn't being malicious. She was looking out for herself. And now it's all unraveling and she's alone again.

As Colin moves to leave, he pauses and turns one more time to her to say -- the ironic thing is that if she had told him about her situation, he'd have still married her. Because he loves her that much.

And here's my thing about that....

First of all, note the present tense when he says 'that is how in love I believe myself to be'. His heart is shattered, but that love he (thinks he) feels is still very real and still very present. And it's going to take going to Greece to get over it (and even then he won't really be over it until she again firmly shuts the door on him a second time).

Colin loves love and wants love so badly that he's holding onto things that aren't good for him because the alternative is not having that love at all, and he really just doesn't know what to do with it.

The second thing is that hero complex that's coming into play -- the fact that saving her from her predicament means that he'd have self worth. He places a lot of his self worth on his ability to help others, and it's reiterated in this sentiment. If you hadn't deceived me, I would have helped you, I would have been your hero, I would have done anything and everything for you. Because Colin seems to believe that is conditional - and if he isn't helping you, isn't saving you, well then, what good is he? (ah, we will be revisiting this later...)

But here's the thing, the thing that really gets me. As romantic as this sounds? It's TERRIBLE.

If Colin had married Marina, either knowing or not knowing of the pregnancy, he would have ended up utterly miserable. His love would always be unmatched. Even if she did grow affection for him -- and who knows, maybe she would have, but I kind of doubted it. Colin is a bit smothering when in love. And he really needs a partner that not only can cope with that, but doesn't mind getting lost in that themselves.

Not only are Marina's feet a bit too firmly on the ground (she is a practical realistic, who would always burst Colin's bubble) her heart belonged to another and it got shattered. And I don't know that she'd ever really allow anyone to hurt her in that way again, so there'd always be something between them.

Their marriage would end up being incredibly cold. Marina would push him away. Colin would become resentful. And he'd probably throw himself at his kid or traveling or whatever work he could find. But would never really feel that sense of connection that he so desperately desires.

Marina only sees him for her use to him, not for who he is himself. And he may not realize it yet - but he does need someone who likes him for him, not someone who needs him.

But... (I say because I can't shut up about this scene) Colin needed to go through this. It's not a bad thing that he's dosed with reality every once in a while. It's not a bad thing that he gains the experienced of not having been loved back. It's not a bad thing that he learns the difference between infatuation and real love - because he'll be able to recognize real love for what it is when it finally presents itself.

It's all, really, a part of growing up. And Colin is, after all, a young man in that awkward stage between child and adult, where you do go through all of this stuff.

So, we end the scene with a heartbroken Colin rushing away. This is the last time they'll see each other (until Season 2), and it closes the book on the Colin side of this story. (Marina's story will go on without him now...)

But this whole experience not only gives great insight into the type of character he is, but it's going to shape his world in a fundamental way, and have effects to his stories in later seasons.

And... that's where I'm going to stop for now.

#bridgerton #polin #colin bridgerton #polination #the lady whistledown papers #apparently I have a lot to say about Colin and Marina #i could rattle on about it for probably much longer #but more so a lot about how much they don't work and how miserable colin would end up being with her #but this is all good for him in the long run

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oldworldghost · 1 year

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Are requests still open? If yes could we maybe see a jealous P please? Like he’s learning his emotions and he learns he doesn’t like jealousy or something

Jealous Pinocchio! ☆

↳ Hello nonnie! Requests are indeed still open, and I love jealousy prompts >:3 also sorry to everyone who has sent in a request that I haven't answered yet, I have been sick and busy, well, playing the game </3 Under the cut because this is a long boy

➸ Okay so jealousy with Pinocchio obviously depends, much like you said, on how human he is; how much he knows about not only his own emotions, but emotions in general. It's because of this that, at first, there really isn't a lot of instances of jealousy on his part, and what instances there may be are not going to be immediately recognisable as such. And of course this is due to the fact that Pinocchio just doesn’t have a good grasp on his own emotions initially; he knows he’s feeling something and that that something is almost unpleasant, he just doesn’t know what to do with it or even what to call it.

➸ The main way jealousy at first manifests with Pinocchio is a little off putting, almost. You could probably mistake it for a sort of increased protectiveness; when he sees you talking to someone he stands close, glares at the other person or just watches like a hawk for the duration of the conversation. He doesn’t say anything or really do anything and it gets a little creepy. Don’t get me wrong, Pinocchio doesn’t mean it in a bad way whatsoever – he just wants your attention – but to everyone else it looks like he’s waiting for whoever you’re talking to to suddenly attack or something. It’s his eyes that do it, they’re so dead that is just doesn’t inspire any form of ease when it happens. Luckily, these instances are rare and fairly easy to handle. Just give him your attention and he’ll relax. And of course, as he grows this habit of his simmers down and changes.

➸ [Honestly though this could be so funny too because like, despite the fact that it’s both unnerving and rare I imagine that everyone would eventually end up catching on to what’s happening and god they have a field day with it. Especially Venigni. He doesn’t mean any harm but seeing Pinocchio look like he’s going to combust on the spot is a little bit funny. Do the rest help enable Venigni and this habit? Maybe, maybe. Eugénie is the main co-conspirator here.]

➸ As Pinocchio changes and becomes more human he settles into his feelings more, he learns and grows to not only feel them but process and identify them. And this, of course, goes for jealousy as well. Through both his own experiences and talking with humans Pinocchio is able to realise that yeah, he’s felt jealousy. That that's what that uncomfortable tightness was. However what is most interesting is that the more human Pinocchio becomes the more jealous he finds himself getting, and on a more regular basis. A part of this is because there is an increasing depth to his character and emotions, so naturally they grow more intense, but the more important part is the growing cause of his jealousy; that being his nature as both puppet and human.

➸ Now I do believe that Pinocchio never had an inherent desire to be human, and that it was something he strove to become because he believed that his father would want him as one, and because as a “special puppet” it would only make sense for him to try and change his nature. And so what Pinocchio was or should be never quite bothered him at first - more just filled him with a sense of confusion – but as he grows more human the more he genuinely wants to be one, and your relationship with him plays a major part in that and his jealousy. You see, Pinocchio wants humanity so he can truly love you, but it is this growing humanity and desire that places the weight of what he really is on him; a puppet and as such not enough.

➸ It is jealousy born of insecurity, the more he tries to change the more his faults become apparent to him. His perceived inability to emote, to understand; the disconnect between himself and you, the gap that Pinocchio wonders if he will ever be able to truly close. He is worried, very much so, about being replaced or cast aside, because if the choice came up between himself and someone fully human, well, why on earth would you chose him? This insecurity is only heightened post game, where – and of course spoilers – Pinocchio has been betrayed by his own father, the person he thought loved him despite his being a puppet. I don’t want to build it up too much, but being told you’re only there to be replaced and that you’re not enough by someone who you trusted has to leave its mark, especially when you share memories with the person you were supposed to be only to realise that they were never enough either. Like, yeah. Ouch!

➸ Of course as Pinocchios’ emotions grow so do the rest of his abilities, including being able to tell what he truly does vs doesn’t like feeling. He could always kind of do it, but now he is able to fully articulate the why of it, and jealousy has landed itself into the category of “I Do Not Like This”. Now that itself is fairly obvious, no one likes being jealous, but the main reason its there for Pinocchio is because it makes him feel bad, almost guilty. To him jealousy indicates a lack of trust in partners, but the kicker is that he does trust you. Despite everything that’s happened Pinocchio places his full trust and faith in you day after day, or at least he thinks he does, and on top of that even if you did end up finding someone better and/or leaving he would have no right to stop you. If you wanted to it would break Pinocchios heart, but he would let go because he would hate to try and control you; to force you into something you don’t want to be in. And so not only does his own jealousy make him feel bad but it confuses him greatly, because Pinocchio knows that he can’t control you and that he can trust you, so why does he still get that sinking feeling when he sees you with someone else? [It’s the unresolved issues, but you didn’t hear that from me]

➸ On a lighter note though, while Pinocchios jealousy is heightened and most frequent post-game it will naturally simmer out, much like how the whole protective-jealousy phase did. That is not to say that it is a fast process, naturally it is slow and time consuming - and that in part is due to simply how many things there are to do now that his father and Simon are dead - but with the support of yourself and a few makeshift therapy session with Gemini and Sophia [i.e. literally just talking about what he’s feeling], it ends up being something that he can handle a fair bit better than before. Still a slow process, but manageable [also PAUSE imagine Gemini on a table and Pinocchio laying on a couch like they’re actually in a therapists office with Sophia taking notes].

➸ Anyway yes, the main thing that helps is through talking to you. It gets to a point – and rather quickly at that – where Pinocchio finds that he just really needs to tell you what he’s feeling. He feels bad about it, of course, but I think what he really needs to be told at first is that it’s just natural. People get jealous even if they don’t want to or mean to and sure maybe not like he does, but that is something that can be worked on. Pinocchio needs support in his own ways and for his own things, even if he might not necessarily want to admit it, but luckily Pinocchio can also a very transparent lover, especially after becoming human.

➸Okay to drag this whole thing on let’s back peddle a teeny bit. How jealousy manifests at the heightened point actually shares similarities with how it initially manifested. However instead of coming off as protective it very obviously comes off as jealousy mixed with something akin to fear, for reasons already discussed. He also develops the habit of just quite literally pulling you away from whoever you’re talking to and taking you somewhere else. Pinocchio does this under the guise of “I’m human now so I want to spend as much time with you as I can to bask in it” but it is very obviously just Not That. Or more not fully that, anyway. It does retain a little bit of the humour it originally had, and yes there’s still a little bit of poking fun and riling him up [especially from Venigni] but that is rare, mainly because it’s kind of also just sad that he feels the need to do it after everything they’ve all been through together. And Pinocchio knows rationally that none of them are going to try and “steal” you off him, for lack of a better word, but that rational thinking just doesn’t help much here. However this is also not the only habit that develops, sometimes Pinocchio will simply avoid you for a little, a sort of self pitying isolation mainly because he doesn’t want you to see him upset or jealous. None of the hotels residents know which one is worse to witness, honestly it might be a tie.

➸ Okay so on an actual actual lighter note [and because we cannot be here all day], once both Pinocchios’ relationship with his humanity is better his jealousy becomes something fairly rare, much like at the start. And by that point Pinocchio has also come to terms with it too, it’s a part of him he can accept and make peace with. After this, a lot of instances of it are just kind of cute. Like I will be absolutely real with you he is playing it up to get your attention; you’re getting puppy dog eyes, pouting, and in private Pinocchio’s going to go on some very light hearted spiel about how you no longer love him, all “woe is me” on you. As a human Pinocchio has grown a rather mischievous and sassy yet still gentlemanly personality and it so fucking shows here. A lot of these instances of jealousy are caused by, you guessed it, Pinocchio not getting enough attention, which is a little funny because by this point he’s very able to be alone by himself for a while. The other instances are people just getting too close [i.e. Venigni and Eugénie] or things of that ilk.

#HELP NONNIE THIS ENDED UP OVER 1.7K I AM SO SORRY SJKKDZFHG #also I am thinking of writing some fucking uh #pinocchio or venigni kink hcs would anyone be interested in either of those #Of course this is all a lot more complex than I have made it out to be but you get the idea #I really don't want to make an analysis here so sdkfjhgsdhf #also if this isn't coherent just do not tell me #lies of p #lies of p x reader #pinocchio x reader #pinocchio #my writing

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dnfao3tags · 7 months

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Monthly Fic Roundup - February 2024

haven't been too active this month but here's your monthly recs!

as always, make sure to leave some love :]

— Turning Right on Red by jestbee (expl. | comp. | 4k) ; established relationship + car sex

George's stream has consequences.

— Drumroll, Please by starsgaze (snowdreamr) (gen | comp. | 5k) ; bed sharing + relationship study

Everything it is, and everything it isn’t. A proposal, of sorts. A half confession. Over all, the weight of wanting and the agony of bearing with it. Dream and George, deprived of meaning.

— GeorgeNotFound OnlyFans by Simplysmitten (expl. | comp. | 37k) ; sex work + secret identity

Fresh out of university and struggling to land a job in his field, George finds himself desperate for a way to make ends meet. While his friends have big dreams of blowing up on YouTube, George decides to make an OnlyFans profile. Shockingly, George goes viral on both platforms, making his money troubles a thing of the past, but maintaining his anonymity a constant worry. How funny is it that he manages to make a friend named Clay on both platforms?

— don't know how long it's going to take to feel okay (i had the best day with you today) by brokenlikeastitch (teen | comp. | 7k) ; dream's mom + established relationship

Three times George needed a mom and Dream's mom was there for him.

— what i wanted to hear by alisonsomething, dizzy (expl. | comp. | 3k) ; phone sex

George is in Los Angeles and Dream is in Florida. It’s not the first time they’ve been thousands of miles apart, and Dream can’t stop thinking about one very memorable conversation they had shortly before George’s visa was approved.

— Suction by tsundanire (expl. | comp. | 1k) ; nipple play

George trusts Dream completely. Trusts him enough with his most sensitive bits.

— wish that i could step into yours instead by Kore_Writes (teen | comp. | 12k) ; canon compliant + character study

A series of moments in Dream's life that George had always been there for him.

— he loves him more than anyone ever has in the history of man by brokenlikeastitch (teen | comp. | 14k) ; pov outsider

dream and george over the years through the perspectives of their friends

— the end of all things by womanhunt (teen | comp. | 9k) ; marriage (eloping)

“We should get married.” The words make Dream choke on the scrambled eggs in his mouth, and George just stares at him blankly as he coughs and takes a drink of his water. And, before he can overthink it, Dream gives in. “Ok, yeah. We should get married,” he nods to himself, reaching out to pull George’s hands apart and link their fingers together. “Did you mean, like, soon? Or?” “I mean, like, today.” George murmurs, eyes still not meeting Dream’s.

— my love by cqfnce (teen | comp. | 8k) ; patches the good cat

dream and george go last-minute shopping for patches' birthday

— daisies, daisies by snowdreamr (expl. | comp. | 15k) ; mpreg + future fic

On secrecy and patience. On learning how to embrace the unexpected.

— this is me trying by dizzy (teen | comp. | 5k) ; mental health issues + hopeful ending

Is this a cage? George's guts rebel against that, too. He fought to be here. This is the freedom from years of locking himself inside. He has no regrets. He doesn’t want anything to be different, except maybe that he could walk into a room without Dream or Sapnap looking at him like he’s not who they thought he was.

— Circling Back by Scoops (consciousness_streaming) (expl. | comp. | 15k) ; identity porn + coworkers

As a remote worker, George's only real friend at Pog Industries is Clay, the marketing genius who skyrocketed up the corporate ladder. Sure, maybe his work bestie is old and really bad at Fortnite, and they've never actually met, but they have each other's backs. And that's what's important. When a position on the Board opens up for George, it's Clay going to their CEO, Badboy Halo, to get him hired in the position. To George's amazement, it works. Now, he's moving to America the night before the infamous Pog Industries Christmas Party, and he's ready to put some names to faces.

— make a home on the cracks by lodestones (teen | comp. | 2k) ; baby fever + developing relationship

He’d be a good dad, Dream thinks—people are always telling him he’ll be good at it. It’s not anything all-consuming, but it’s a fantasy he still returns to every once in a while, dancing in the back of his mind whenever little kids approach him and ask for a picture. He catches himself daydreaming about it at least a thousand times more often after the first time he watches George interact with younger fans.

— George Not Found Is Stupid and Hides His Pregnancy From Dream For Two Whole Months by mario anon and apple anon (teen | comp. | 4k) ; mpreg

Hes pregnant it is all i know how to write

— executive session by dizzy (expl. | comp. | 1.7k) ; exhibitionism

Dream is a senate intern, and George is the guy he's about to fuck on the senate floor.

note: i've been fucking WAITING for someone to write a fic on this

— no thing's so sure that i can't learn to doubt it by brokenlikeastitch (teen | comp. | 11k) ; professors au

The closer he gets to George’s door, the louder the crying gets, and when he finally reaches the open doorway, he glances in to see a girl sitting across the desk from George, practically hyperventilating. In all of his years of teaching, with all of the students he’s had upset with him, Dream is pretty sure he’s never had a student this upset with him. He wonders if George is, like, torturing his students.

— The need to know by tsundanire (expl. | comp. | 5k) ; dick measuring

DRICK vs GRICK

— dear future husband by dizzy (expl. | comp. | 3k) ; breeding and housewife kink

Dream tells George that since he isn't paying rent he should at least be putting dinner on the table... and George decides to prove him right.

— it is not about me being gay with george by alisonsomething (teen | comp. | 2k) ; insecurity + miscommunication

Dream’s latest TikTok makes George angry enough to confront him about it.

— Honeysuckle Jam by gottagetshiver (expl. | comp. | 71k) ; omegaverse

George has terrible heats, he always has. He'd thought that after years of peace on suppressants, he's be done with them forever. It works, until it doesn't. The doctor says his best chance at fixing his terrible heats is having an alpha with him, and it just so happens that Dream is an alpha. It'll be easy, right? Dream will help him through his heat, and he'll be fixed. The fact that George is madly in love with Dream won't complicate matters at all, right? It won't upend their lives and throw them into chaos, right?

note: published last month but finished this month so im including it

#dnf #dreamnotfound #dreamwastaken #georgenotfound #dnf fanfic recs #dnfao3tags recs #mfr #mfr feb 2024 #monthly fic roundup

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minty-mumbles · 1 year

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Linked Universe Survey 2023

The long awaited results of the survey. Sorry it took me forever, making graphs is hard.

There were 452 responses to the survey as a whole, which is almost double what we got last year, so thank you to everyone who participated!

If you want to see the raw data, you can find that here. I had thoughts about the data, but compiling that into another post would be too much of a hassle. Feel free to send me asks about it though!

The rest of the post will be under a read more as it it large

Demographics

Other: Demigirl (4), Transmasc (3), Grey genderfluid, Unlabeled, Demiboy, Demiagender

Other: Omnisexual (4), Poly (2), Trixic, Abroromantic or Bellusromantic, Demisexual

General Questions

Other: Quotev, Discord, their own google docs

Other: Discord, Variations of "I haven't posted yet, but I pan to" and "I haven't posted my fics in ages",

Other: Wattpad, Deviantart, Discord

Other: Crochet dolls, Custom dolls, Roleplay blogs (2), Fan translations, Headcanons (2), Piano music

The purple section in the “Warriors vs Warrior” chart is supposed to read “Warrior.” I made a typo.

Favorites and Least Favorites

Selected Free Response Answers

im sorry warriors i just can't play your game (it is very very hard. i am stuck very early on in the game)

I love cats meow meow meow

was extremely tempted to put twilight for least favorite. unfortunately he is my favorite to write from the perspective of (he has taken over most of my wips. help) and that probably counts for something. WILD on the other hand. hooo boy how the hell do i characterize this gargoyle. why is he Like That. least favorite it is

Twiddy

very good fandom to be in :) everybody is very nice

It's a straight up crime that Wars lost the aesthetics poll so quickly. He has such a peak Link design with the best colors. Ugh I'm getting wistful.

FROGS. FROGS. FROGS. ALSO HAPPY PRIDE MONTH. FROGS. FROGS. FROGS. FROGS. FROGS.

I will fight Hylia herself and the next person who implies Twi can't handle spice. If we're going to lean into him being southern/Midwestern, which is an alright stero type for our rancher, please keep in mind the culture you're basing him off. The south and midwest can handle their spice, I assure you. Have you ever had authentic Louisiana gumbo? It will melt you tongue off. Or some good old fashion spicy fried chicken? I promise the real stuff has quite a kick. (In all seriousness, though. It's more important that you're having fun. And even I can admit the idea of Twi being an Ordonian who can't handle his spice is more than a little funny.)

I am an OoT Link edgelord and have been since early 2017. So, in September of that year, when an artist by the name of jojo56830 puts out a lineup of nine different Links and the Hero of Time is there – the oldest, no eye, Hero’s Shade armor? I saw that one sketch and just thought “oh this is gonna be bad.” Yeah of course he has the coolest design. By the way, it’s only a matter of time until Fierce Deity shows up in the comic and I have reason to believe it could be this current Dawn arc. Dawn … Dawn of a New Day … and who brought about the Dawn of a New Day? Fierce Deity. Twilight is recovering but still injured and what will happen if he falls again? Fierce Deity is coming and we need to be prepared. In this essay I will—

Remember that time when someone put the whole script of the bee movie in here? I’m not that dedicated, and I don’t have that time, but let us remember and hope someone else does it again this time. Cause someone is bound too. We’re all crazy enough to do it. Alright, love you and stay hydrated pls!

Hi! I joined this fandom really recent but i’ve always seen LU stuff on pinterest and elsewhere. Only recently have i actually took the time to understand the fandom and get back into LOZ stuff and i adore the characters and story! The more and more fanart, fanfics, and comics i see about the different Links the more i love them all. It’s such a pain to pick just one i like or one i don’t like because they��re all so unique. I love this fandom and hope to get more involved!! Have a wonderful rest of your day :]

Epona is an underrated queen

your mom

I really don't get why Zelda is called Artemis. Athena makes more sense???? It perplexes me

Anyone seeing this should check out Breanna’s E!Wild AU

Something something queer every Link into oblivion!

#linked universe #lu survey 2023 #lu wild #lu twilight #lu time #lu warriors #lu legend #lu wind #lu hyrule #lu four #lu sky

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sissylittlefeather · 6 months

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Time for another Elvis movie character story!

Spinout: a Mike McCoy Story

A/N: So I lowkey love Mike McCoy from Spinout. Like, he might be my favorite Mike. He's definitely the one I watch the most! He's such a little shit, but he's so cute I'll allow it. Still, he needed to be brought down a peg, so please enjoy this unorthodox fic 😂

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, lots of sex in this one, kissing, cussing, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), p in v penetrative sex, unprotected sex, ejaculation, also they drink alcohol in a couple of scenes

Word count: ~5.8k (I know; it's long. But I think it's worth it)

(There are NO GIFS of Mike McCoy, which is criminal. I'll make a few and come back)

After he married off the three women that had insisted on marrying him, Mike McCoy went back to his life of singing, racing, and hooking up with any woman who was willing.

You start as his new drummer not long afterwards and it takes you about five minutes to realize what he's like. You are less than impressed, to say the least. Still, he's cute enough, so you flirt with him on stage when he comes back to play one of your drums. He winks, and you smile despite yourself, but you're not sold on him yet. Once the show is over, he comes to you, fighting off the crowd of women that's gathered around him.

"That was some show, kid."

"Oh, thanks." You start to pack up your drum kit.

"No, I'm serious. You're great. Would you like to-"

"No, thank you Mike." He blinks, confused.

"You don't even know what I was gonna ask."

"I feel like I do and I'm saying no."

"Okay." He looks at you funny and then goes back to the crowd of women.

The one thing that's changed since you came around is you demand that the group stay in motels instead of camping. He agrees only because it makes it easier for him to bring home girls.

You load up the car with the guys and then head back to your rooms. Mike has a girl in the front seat, so you squeeze in between Larry and Curly in the backseat of the Duesenberg. She giggles obnoxiously as you ride to the motel and you roll your eyes. Mike really is insufferable.

Back at the motel, you have your own room, but you share a wall with Mike. Needless to say, the girl he brought home didn't get any quieter once they reached the room. You put a pillow over your head and try to drown out the sounds. You know whats happening; you don't need sound effects.

When morning rolls around, the guys come to your room to eat the breakfast you've thrown together on the skillet you travel with. This was one of the stipulations to joining the band: you have to feed them. Mike shows up without the girl, thankfully. He smiles at you glowingly.

"You like tired, y/n. Couldn't sleep?"

"Was a little difficult with all that noise."

"Oh, I'm sorry honey, were we too loud?"

"Please don't call me honey. And yes." You go to walk away but realize you're in a small room and there's nowhere to go, so you head out the door to get some fresh air. You're out by the car when he catches up with you.

"What do you want, Mike?"

"I really am sorry, honey- I mean kid. I didn't mean to bother ya."

"Mhmm." You nod unconvincingly.

"Listen, why don't you let me take you out tonight after the show? Make it up to you?"

"You really don't need to do that."

"No, but I want to." You look up at him and do a quick appraisal. He's not really your type- too pretty- but he's not bad. His eyes are kind and his smile is sweet. You'd really like to see what he looks like without his hair fixed. And you haven't gotten laid in months. At least this way you wouldn't have to listen to him with anyone else.

"Oh, alright. Just one drink, though."

"Okay. I can work with that." You give him a half smile and head back into the motel room.

******

That night, after the show, you find yourself three drinks deep with Mike McCoy and you're having more fun than you expected. He's only had two drinks, but you go ahead and order a fourth one. Once you finish it, you lean over on his shoulder and intertwine your fingers with his. He looks down at you with the strangest expression on his face. But you don't care. He's warm and strong and he smells good and you're in the mood. When he decides it's time to go home, you grab the front of his jacket and pull his lips to yours. He backs away slowly, same strange expression on his face. He shakes his head a bit and then kisses you again quickly. You put your arms around his neck and slide your tongue into his mouth and he pulls back suddenly.

"Yeah, we need to leave."

"Whatever you say, Mikey." He hurries you out to the car, where he puts his hands on your hips and pulls you in for another deep kiss.

"I'm sorry, honey, I just didn't want to kiss ya like that in the bar." He kisses you again. You let him keep kissing you, he's not a half-bad kisser, so you hope it's a hint at things to come. Finally, he ushers you into the car and you drive back to the motel with your head on his shoulder and your hand in his lap. You can feel his erection through his pants, so you begin to stroke him gently. He grunts.

"Honey, you better be careful. You're gonna have to finish what you start."

"Oh, I plan to." He groans and kisses you again before turning back to the road.

When you get to the motel, he swings into a parking space and practically drags you out of the car and to his room. He gets the key in the door and the door open all without taking his lips off of yours. It's clear he does this a lot and you start to get excited that this might be a pretty good night.

He walks you backwards into the room and pulls your dress up and over your head in one move. You get off all four of his layers on top, though it does take longer than you expected. Once you're in nothing but panties and he has on his slacks, hardness straining against the crotch, he lays you down on the bed. He kisses your neck down to your nipple where he nibbles on one and teases the other with his fingers.

"Ow!" He pinches you just a little too hard.

"Oh god, I'm sorry. Did that hurt?"

"Yeah, it's okay though, just keep going." He keeps moving down your body, dropping hot kisses on your skin as he goes. When he reaches the place between your thighs, you lay back ready to enjoy the pleasure he's about to bring you. But after a few seconds you sit up on your elbows and look down at him. Based on the way he's moving his mouth on you, you'd guess this is the first time he's ever done this. You know that can't be right, though. Still, he's moving all wrong in all the wrong places. You're not quite sure how it's possible the be this wrong about what he's doing.

You let him do his thing, hoping that at some point he'll get to the right spot, but he never does. After way too long, he pulls back and says,

"Cum for me baby." And you'd love to. You really really would, but it's just not there and you're not the kind of girl that fakes it.

"Umm... I can't." He looks up at you confused and exhausted.

"What?"

"I said I can't."

"Oh..." He sits up and wipes his face with his hand. "Too much to drink?"

"Sureee..." You'll let that be the excuse. He seems to be okay with giving up and climbs up your body to line his cock up with your entrance. He's got a beautiful dick, so you hope that this part will be good, at least. But once he pushes into you, you lose hope for that possibility.

He's a jackhammer, and not a graceful one. He pounds into you relentlessly, but somehow also not passionately? He soldiers on, seemingly unaware of how bad he is and you let him, just waiting for it to be over.

"Is that good, baby?" He whispers as he slams into you over and over again.

"Mmm" you give him a half-hearted moan.

"Yeah, it's so good." He grunts and pulls out quickly to pump his cock and squirt his seed all over your stomach. Somehow, he doesn't even do that part right and it gets all over everything.

He rolls over onto his back next to you and you lay there wondering how on earth this is possible. The girl he was with last night sure sounded like she enjoyed it. Maybe it was a fluke? You're not sure you want to try it again though.

"Was that good for you, honey? Did you...?" Again, you're not one to lie to him, but you don't want to hurt his feelings. Still, there's really no other way to say it.

"No, not really." You say it quietly and he sits up, stunned.

"What?" You sit up too and try to ignore the fact that he hasn't cleaned you off yet.

"Well, do you want me to lie?"

"Maybe..." He runs his hand through his hair, legitimately puzzled.

"Can I get a towel or something?"

"Oh, sure." He gets out of the bed and gets a towel from the bathroom. "You want me to...?"

"No, you've done enough, thanks." You take the towel and use it to clean yourself off.

"Why didn't you say anything while we were... y'know... during...?"

"I don't know. How do you tell someone in the middle of sex 'hey, you're bad at this'?" You get out of bed and begin to put your clothes back on.

"That's fair."

"Yeah. I'll see you tomorrow, Mike."

"Hey, can we not... tell the guys?"

"Sure. Goodnight." He walks towards you like he's going to kiss you, but you open the door and walk out, back to your own room.

******

The next few shows you play together are painfully awkward. He tries to flirt with you on stage like normal, but you pretty much ignore him. You're still not sure what to make of the weird sexual experience you had together. Part of you wants to give him an opportunity to redeem himself, but most of you is okay with letting it go. About a week after your encounter, Mike comes to you when the show is done.

"Hey, honey, are you mad at me?" You smile at him awkwardly.

"No, I'm not mad. Why?"

"You just haven't talked to me in a week."

"Oh, well, y'know..."

"Is this because of-" He mouths the next part silently. "...the sex?"

You sigh and put your hands on your hips.

"You want me to lie?"

"It is. Will you give me a chance to try again? Maybe with no alcohol this time." You seriously doubt that'll help.

"Mike, I really don't think it's a good idea."

"Why not?" He pouts and it's admittedly very cute.

"Mike...."

"Come on, please? Just one more chance. I'll make it worth your while." He steps close to you and looks down into your face. His eyes are mesmerizing.

"Um... " He leans in close and kisses you gently. Maybe you could give him one more try. When he pulls back, he smiles.

"Let me take you to dinner tonight."

"Okay. We can try this again." He kisses you on the cheek and then goes back to packing the car.

******

After dinner, you find yourself back in Mike's hotel room naked with him again. He lays next to you on the bed sweating and breathing heavily.

"That had to be better." You look at him and grimace. To his credit, he did try to add several position changes, but that just seemed to throw off his momentum and make it even more awkward. "You're kidding me."

"I'm sorry..."

"What the hell am I doing wrong?!" You look at him skeptically. You're not even sure where to begin.

"Oh, Mike, I'm sure it's just me." It's not you, but you're willing to accept the blame if it means he'll leave you alone.

"No. There's a reason girls don't sleep with me more than once. I always told myself it was because I didn't want to get attached, but they don't usually try again." He almost sounds like he's on the verge of tears. "You gotta help me."

"Mike, no..." He turns and looks at you.

"Please?"

"How would I even do that?"

"Teach me." You roll your eyes and look away from him.

"No."

"You're really gonna just let me go back out into the world like this?" You laugh and turn back to him. "You're doing a disservice to all of womankind, really."

"Maybe you could just keep it in your pants."

"Oh no, honey, you know that's not an option." He rolls onto his side to face you and runs his fingertips down your cheek. "Come on, it'll be fun. You can boss me around all you want."

"That is tempting." You roll over and look at him. He seems so genuinely desperate. "Okay, listen, I'll think about it."

He smiles and for the first time you notice how attractive he really is.

"Thank you, honey."

"I haven't said yes, yet."

"Well, thank you for even considering it." He has the strangest desire to ask you to stay in his room overnight. Thats totally not his style at all. He hasn't slept in a bed with a woman in years. Something about you is different, though. He's noticed it since the beginning, but it just gets stronger the more he's around you. Like he doesn't get tired of you and want you to leave.

You get up out of the bed and start to get dressed again. He watches you quietly. Once you're put back together you turn back to him.

"Goodnight, Mike."

"Goodnight, y/n. And thank you... for your honesty."

"Of course." You walk through the door and pull it closed behind you.

******

Two nights later, you play another show at another bar. Afterwards, you expect Mike to either do his normal hunting routine or try to come talk to you, but he doesn't do either. Instead, he sits at a table alone with a drink and looks at the crowd of people around him. You watch him stare down at his drink and then take a big swig. He looks so pitiful just sitting there by himself. Part of you wonders if this is an act for your benefit, but he seems to really be feeling down. When a girl walks up to him and starts flirting with him, you realize he's not acting. She's pretty, but he barely even smiles or looks up at her. His confidence is shot and it's your fault. The girl finally shrugs her shoulders and walks away. You make your way over to him.

"Alright, fine." He looks up at you nervously.

"Fine, what?" You roll your eyes impatiently.

"Fine, I'll teach you." He stands up and smiles a little.

"Really?"

"Yes, really. Come on. Let's go." You hold your hand out to him and he takes it quickly, following your lead to the car. When you get there, you realize how excited he is and you hesitate.

"Mike, I'm not making any guarantees here. I'm not an expert."

"No, but you're obviously better than me. I'll take any kind of help I can get." You nod and he leans down and kisses you. He wraps himself around your waist and you put your arms on his shoulders. Suddenly, he stops and pulls away. "Wait. Am I bad at this part too?"

"No, surprisingly you're a pretty good kisser. So I know you have it in you. Somewhere."

"Oh, gee, thanks."

"Listen, if we're going to do this, you're going to have to be okay with me being totally honest with you." He straightens up and nods.

"Yes ma'am. I'm here to learn." You laugh a little and get in the car with him to drive to the motel.

******

"Okay, where do we start?" He asks almost as soon as the door to his room is closed. He's obviously eager. You think for a second about how to begin. You've never had to teach someone how to have sex before, so you're not exactly sure what to do. Then, you launch into a monologue about how every woman's body is different and just because you teach him yours doesn't mean he won't have to learn again with a new girl.

"Ah ha. That's where we start. You need to know how to read if you're on the right track."

"That seems like a lot of work, honey."

"You wanna get better or not?"

"Yes. Okay. So how do I know?"

"Well women will respond to certain things when they feel good."

"They usually do moan and say 'yes' and stuff." He offers. You purse your lips. These women are not helping.

"You know that's really easy to fake, right?" His mouth pops open. He had genuinely never considered that a girl might be faking pleasure with him.

"Noooo, I know what an orgasm sounds like." You roll your eyes and then start to moan. You gasp and cry out and moan even louder. You close your eyes and throw your head back, running your hand up your chest.

"Yes, yes, oh Mike, yes!" Then you stop suddenly and raise your eyebrows. When you finish your dramatic presentation he stands there with his mouth hanging open.

"Okay. Point taken." You sit down on the bed and he sits next to you. "So how do I know if it's real or not?"

"Look for body cues. Arching her back, grabbing the sheets, curling or flexing her toes. Also like, gritted teeth, faster heart rate and breathing. Sweating. It's hard to fake sweating."

"And if she does those things I should keep doing what I'm doing."

"Yes. Keep it steady, especially with your mouth. Like change it up a bit but if she doesn't respond then go back to what you were doing before." He nods.

"Okay. This is good. What else?"

"I'm not sure. You know what, just try to start and I'll stop you as we go." You gesture with your hands for him to touch you. He looks at you funny again and stays where he is next to you on the bed. "What's wrong?"

"I don't know. I just got really nervous all of a sudden." He smiles awkwardly.

"We've already done this twice before."

"I know but I just... I know it'll be bad..." He looks down at his lap.

"Hey! Look at me." You put your finger under his chin and tip his face up to look at you. "You're trying to get better. That's good. You could just keep going only worrying about your own pleasure, but you're not. Give yourself some credit."

The way you talk to him fills him with a kind of warmth he's never experienced before. He has the urge to kiss you, but not because he wants to have sex with you. He wants to kiss you because he wants to feel connected to you. Gently, he reaches out and puts his hand on your cheek, leaning in to press his lips against yours.

The kiss is more tender than anything you've experience with him thus far and it makes your stomach flip flop. He parts your lips and dips his tongue into your mouth passionately. The intensity continues to increase as your mouths move against each other and, without thinking, you climb onto his lap and straddle him. He runs his hands up under your shirt and pulls it up over your head. He kisses down your neck and for a second you forget that you're supposed to be giving him lessons. But then he takes your bra off and grabs your breasts aggressively.

"Okay... stop." He pulls back and looks at you breathlessly.

"What?"

"You're grabbing my boobs like they're trying to get away from you. Slow down. Touch me to feel me. Think about the sensation in your fingertips." You take his hands and put them back on your breasts. He looks down at them and squeezes softly. Then, he carefully runs his thumb over your nipple.

"What about my tongue?"

"What about it?"

"Can I focus on that sensation too? Like this?" Leaning forward, he gently licks your nipple until it hardens and you moan softly. He ghosts his lips across to your other breast and gives it the same attention, running his thumb over the other one to keep it hard. Your breath quickens and you run your fingers in the back of his hair. He drags his tongue up your chest to your neck and nibbles on your earlobe.

"There. Was that better?" He whispers in your ear and you nod with your eyes closed.

"Yeah, don't stop." He smiles and moves his hands to your back, kissing the supple skin of your breasts. You grind your hips against him and he groans.

"What happens now?"

"Now you flip me onto my back and use your mouth."

"Yes ma'am." He stands up with you wrapped around him, turns, and then lays you on the bed. He continues the pattern of gentle kisses down your body to the top of your pants. You arch your back and moan again.

"Ha! You arched your back!" He sits up and his eyes sparkle with pride. Something about that really tickles you and you erupt in a cascade of giggles. He frowns. "What? You did! I'm paying attention."

"No, you're doing great. You're just really cute. But don't stop." He smiles again and kisses the place between your bellybutton and the button on your pants.

"Can I?"

"Yes please." He unbuttons your pants and pulls them down and off. Next, he slides your panties down and tosses them to the side. He goes to move his mouth down to your center, but you stop him.

"Okay, now, here, give me your hand." You use your finger to guide his to where your clit is.

"Oh!"

"You feel that? That's where you want to focus your attention. Like this." You show him how to move his finger over and around it and whimper with the pleasure. You move your hand away and he presses down a little too hard.

"No! Gentle pressure." He adjusts to be softer and a small moan escapes your lips. "Yeah, like that. Now, give me your hand again."

He stops what he's doing and you take his middle finger and press it into you.

"I haven't done this since high school."

"Oh lord." You laugh. "You should do it pretty much every time." He moves it in and out by himself and then adds a second finger.

"Like that, honey?"

"Mhmmm." He notices that your breathing picks up again. "Now put your mouth on me where you had your finger a minute ago."

He leans forward and presses his tongue to your clit.

"Oh fuck..." You moan and you feel him smile. He begins to move his tongue the way he had moved his finger over and around you and you grab the sheets and whimper. "Yes, Mike, just like that."

Your hips buck into his mouth and he pumps his fingers in and out as he licks you in a consistent pattern with more fervor. You feel the pressure of your orgasm start to build.

"Mmm mmmm don't stop." You whisper through gritted teeth. He does a tickling motion with his fingers and you groan loudly. He feels your walls flutter and he pulls back.

"Are you close?"

"Yes! Don't stop!" You put your hand in his hair and push his face back to your center. He smirks at your neediness and then goes back to licking you with a new determination. He feels your sensitive bud as it hardens in his mouth and your walls flutter around his fingers again. Finally, the coil of your orgasm snaps and your release spills out of you onto his hand as you shudder and pulse around his fingers. You feel the pleasure rush through you in waves that crest and fall as it crashes out to your fingertips.

"Mike, yes! Fuck!" You squirm under him as he continues to lick you. You run your fingers through the front of his hair and push him off of you. He sits up excitedly.

"Did I do it?! Did you cum?"

"Yeah! Can't you tell?"

"Well, after seeing and feeling that I don't think I've ever successfully done it before now. But I did it!"

"Aw, baby." You sit up and hold his face in your hands. He's unbearably sweet in his excitement. You pull him to you and kiss him, tasting yourself on his lips. He rips his jacket off and you tear at the rest of his clothes until he's as naked as you are. You line his perfect cock up with your entrance, but he hesitates.

"I don't want to do it wrong."

"Think of everything you've learned so far. Be gentle. Go slow. Feel the sensations instead of just driving towards an orgasm. And watch my body for cues." He nods and slowly starts to push into you. You moan as he fills you up and you stretch around him. He starts to pump in and out of you.

"Hmm." He makes a strange face again.

"What?"

"This feels so much better."

"Imagine that." You both smile and he kisses you again.

"Does it always have to be this slow?"

"No. You can go faster and really give it to me, but it needs to be because you're feeling the passion, not just because you're trying to rush through it."

"So, if I do this..." He holds one of your hips with his hand and picks up speed, slamming into you with increasing intensity.

"Yes. God, yes that's good." You grab him and kiss him deeply again and the passion builds between you. Both of you begin to sweat and he watches as your breasts bounce with his thrusts.

"Do you wanna get on top, maybe?"

"Yes." You push him backwards and he sits with his back against the headboard. You put one knee on either side of his hips and he grabs yours and lowers you onto his cock. You bounce on him and his hands go to your breasts again.

"God, honey, that's so good." You grind against him, pushing him deeper and deeper while he kisses your shoulder.

"You like that, baby?" You ask, moaning softly. Again, you forget you're supposed to be giving him lessons.

"I do. Is it good for you?" He asks as he runs his hand through your hair.

"Yes." He smiles.

"I'm gonna cum soon, honey."

"Okay. So when you do, try to direct it to one spot on my body."

"Yes ma'am. Where do you want it?" You pull off and lay with your stomach on the bed. He smiles and climbs on top of you, finding your entrance from behind. He starts with long, deep strokes as he kisses your back. After a few seconds, he picks up speed and reaches around you to gently squeeze your breast again as he continues to press his lips to your shoulder.

"I'm gonna cum. Oh, fuck!" He pulls out quickly and pumps his cock as he directs his release onto your lower back. "Yes, y/n, god, yes!"

He rolls over onto his back, his chest glistening with sweat. Without prompting, he jumps out of bed and grabs a towel to clean you up. He's still breathing heavily when he lays back down next to you and you roll over onto your side next to him. You put your hand on his chest and he grabs it and kisses your fingers.

"Was that any better?"

"That was much better."

"Yes!" He does a fist pump. You roll out of bed and start to gather your clothes. "You wanna stay?"

He's not sure where that came from or why he said it. All he knows is that something about you makes him feel relaxed in a way he never has before. He wants more of that feeling.

"Oh, umm, no thanks. I'll see you in the morning?" His smile falls a little bit.

"Yeah, sure." He gets up and puts his pants on to walk you to the door. When you get there, he pulls you to him and kisses you deeply one last time.

"Goodnight, Mike."

"You too, honey." He closes the door and then stands with his back against it. Why do you make him feel this way?

******

Even the guys notice that things between you and Mike have improved. You laugh and flirt and the next few shows you play have a better energy than they have in weeks.

What they don't know is you're giving Mike sex lessons every couple nights and have been for the last two weeks. He proves to be a pretty good student and he tries hard to implement what he's learned. Sometimes his attempts fail miserably, but you both just laugh and keep moving. He revels in the freedom he has with you to try and fail and still wind up in your arms again a few nights later. He's never really had a relationship before, so he's blindsided by the way he feels when you tell him you have a date and can't come to his room that night.

"But, honey, I thought we had a date?"

"Did you...? Do you..? Mike do you think we're dating?" He blushes a deep pink and goes back to packing up your drum kit, which he has started doing recently.

"No, I just..." His disappointment is palpable.

"Do you want me to cancel it?" You're not sure why you said that. You have no reason to actually date Mike McCoy.

"No! No, it's fine. I'm fine. Have fun." He finishes packing up and goes to get a drink. There's a weird feeling of guilt or sadness or something that settles in your stomach.

Mike decides it might be time to test out what you've taught him, so he goes to the bar and starts chatting up several different girls. He's not feeling particularly drawn to any of them, though, and he starts to really wish you were there. Still, by the end of the night, he's narrowed it down to a sweet little thing with blonde curls and big blue eyes.

Back at the room, she kisses him and he tries to remember everything you've taught him. He imagines your voice telling him to be gentle and go slow and really feel the woman he's touching. Eventually he opens his eyes and he sees you instead of the girl he's actually with. Suddenly, it gets easier to remember your lessons. He reads her body for cues and adjusts as necessary, just like you said, but he still can't get the image of you out of his head. She makes all the right noises and he can tell that her orgasm is authentic. But what should've made him glow with pride really just disappointed him that it's not you he's doing this with. He shakes his head to try to refocus and goes back to what he's doing. But when he cums, he has to work very hard not to moan your name.

He rolls onto his back, sweating and she laughs.

"That was incredible." He pops his head up.

"Really? You're not just sayin' that?"

"No. That was amazing." She rolls onto his chest. "I could stay. We could have round two in the morning?"

He's never had a girl volunteer to stay and have sex with him again. Something about what you taught him worked. He knows he should say yes, but he just can't. The only woman he wants in his bed is you. So, he does something he's never done before and says no to sex with a pretty girl, sending her on her way confused and disappointed.

He hopes your date was really bad.

******

The next morning, you do a morning walk of shame and the guys are already in your room waiting for breakfast. Mike looks at you, tries to say something but can't, and then looks away quickly. The other two laugh and make jokes about you showing up in clothes from the night before. You're surprised when Mike doesn't join them.

"Shut up, guys." Honestly, he's tired of thinking about you with another man, but he knows that can't be his excuse. "Y'know, just... leave her alone."

The rest of breakfast goes by in awkward silence.

As you go to leave the motel and travel to your next destination, Mike grabs you and pulls you aside.

"How was your date?"

"Oh it was gr-"

"Never mind. I really don't want to know. My night was terrible."

"Oh? What happened?"

"I brought a girl home."

"Ohhh and you forgot everything I taught you?" He purses his lips.

"No. I remembered everything. It was great. She wanted to stay and do it again."

"I'm confused." You shake your head, puzzled. Mike looks like he might explode if he doesn't open his mouth and say something, but he also stays quiet. He shifts from one foot to the other nervously. "Mike, just-"

"She wasn't you." Your mouth pops open.

"She wasn't me?"

"No. The whole time I just kept thinkin'... I just wanted you." You're not quite sure what to do with this information.

"Mike..."

"I think I want..." He looks up at the sky and sighs deeply. "I think I want to, y'know, be with you."

"Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?"

"Yeah. Or my wife. Someday. I don't know I just know that I want you. For a long time. And I don't want anyone else to have you. Ever." You stand there staring at him in shock. Did he really just say wife?

"I thought you didn't want to get married."

"Yeah, I know, but then I met you. And I need you with me, so I think that means we should get married, right?" You laugh a little. He really might be the cutest man you've ever encountered.

"I think it means we should try being in a relationship first. And maybe that'll lead to marriage."

"Are you saying yes?" You think long and hard about your answer. But you'd be lying if you said you weren't thinking about Mike the whole time you were with your date. There's just something about him. You imagine walking down the aisle to him at the end of it in a tuxedo. There are worse things.

"I'm saying yes... to the girlfriend part! We'll see about the marriage."

"Really, honey?" He's practically giddy with excitement.

"Yes." He picks you up by the waist and spins you around. Then he sets you down and kisses you deeply. When you pull back, you look up at him and smirk. "You need more practice anyway."

******

The End

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Nanami's Your Professor, PT. 1

Summary: You've been trying to get your teacher's attention for a while now, but what happens when you finally get what you want? (Inspired by a character AI prompt lol)

Content Warnings: 6.5k wc, 18+, Fem! Reader, Black Y/N, both characters are adults, 3 year age gap, smut, fingering, no curses AU, explicit language, cunnilingus, missionary, doggy style, blowjobs, overstimulation, nipple play if you squint, unprotected, Nanami has a big dick, y/n is thick, everybody's happy

Story begins under the cut

"Next class we're going over Kantianism, so you all better be ready. Please do the pre-reading over the weekend, it's important. It's only 20 pages, I know you all can handle it," Nanami said as his students packed up. "Oh, and always, if you have any questions, please see me after class."

You were usually a straight-A student, but Mr. Nanami's class was one of the hardest you have ever taken. It's not like the class itself was difficult, it was actually super easy, ethics being a simple class. Mr. Nanami himself was hard. The way you maintained staying a straight-A student was by choosing all male teachers and then, well, doing things the school board wouldn't exactly approve of.

You were smart, of course, but why put in all the effort if the men are easier? The first time you realized you could do this was your freshman year of college. Your body had blossomed all throughout high school and you began experimenting with new clothes over the summer before your first day of college. You found tones that worked with your dark skin, and tops and bottoms that worked with your hourglass shape. On the Friday of your first week, all of your male teachers had a soft spot for you.

One day, you decided to stay behind and ask your English teacher about the syllabus and some of the requirements of the year. He smiled at you the entire time, but he never maintained eye contact. You'd find his eyes skirting between your boobs and your thighs, that day you had a V-neck crop top on and some mid-thigh shorts since it was still hot outside. You noticed the same thing with the rest of your male teachers and that's when you knew the power you had over them.

The first time you did it was with your Calculus teacher. You were failing his class and you were desperate. He scheduled a meeting with you, on a day when he didn't have office hours and when you walked in, you could tell why. He wanted you to sit next to him instead of in front, and he kept touching your thighs. Of course, you were uncomfortable but you figured that this could get you an easy A so you played along. When he was done, you told him what you wanted. Pussy whipped and still high from his nut, he said yes. You didn't sleep with all of them though, your body was enough. From then on, you haven't seen so much as a B in your transcript, even making it on the dean's list. Except for now.

As you said, Nanami's class wasn't hard, but it required a lot of studying, something you don't know how to do. You've never had to study since you got here, or even do homework, so naturally, you had no work ethic. You tried to work your magic the first time you got a B in his class but to no avail. His eyes never left yours and he stayed professional the entire time. Ever since then, you'd been dressing skimpier to his class and meeting with him during his office hours.

Nanami wasn't stupid, he saw what you were trying to do, and he found it cute. He wasn't going to lie to himself, he thought you were attractive but you were his student. If you were just some girl he met at a bar, he would've definitely hit. What he thought was funny was how close the two of you were in age. He was a 25-year-old man teaching a 22-year-old goddess of a woman that he wasn't allowed to sleep with. Nanami wasn't a playboy, he never really went out much, but the moment he saw you, he knew that you'd be the hardest part of the school year.

The class was over and once again, you were the last one there. Today, you wore a tube top and a skin-tight mini-skirt, making class uncomfortably cold for you, but you were on a mission. Comfort was out of the question. You walk up to Mr. Nanami's desk, heels clicking against the floor in the silent classroom, and you drop your bag on his desk, leaning over it and looking into his eyes.

"Mr. Nanami, I wanted to talk to you," You say and he smiles and raises his eyebrows.

"Yes, what is it?" He asks and you squeeze your thighs together to quell the ache that appeared between your legs at his voice. Something that was different about Professor Nanami, besides the fact that he has the self-control of a god, was that you were actually attracted to him. He was the most attractive man you had ever seen and it was starting to get physically painful that you weren't getting anywhere with him. Everything about him turned you on, his smell, his face, his voice, even his hands. You loved watching him grade papers while the class was testing. His fingers would tap on the desk as he worked, his eyebrows scrunching when he saw something unsatisfactory, you couldn't get enough.

You slide the graded essay that he passed out to the class earlier today across his desk. On the top is a grade you had never seen before in your four years of going to this college. A C+. "Why did you fail me on my last paper?" You ask him. He chuckles softly and you stand up quickly because you felt your arms go weak and you didn't want to faceplant on his desk. You cross your arms across your chest, consciously making the effort to make your boobs appear bigger.

Instead of looking up at you, he looks down at your paper, and you groan internally, immediately dropping your hands. He interlocks his fingers and squeezes them together and you watch the muscles in his forearm flex. "I wouldn't say that a C+ is a failure. But just like I said right here," He says, gesturing to the top of the paper. "There was plenty of room for improvement. As a matter of fact, I'm sure this might've been your worst paper. The fact that it was a C+ says a lot. You're smart, y/n. Use your brain," He finishes, subtly hinting at you to stop trying to seduce him. Unfortunately, you didn't get it.

'I'm trying to use my brain but you won't let me give you any!' You think to yourself, growing more frustrated. You move to his side of the desk and sit on it, something you've never done before. You decided that if you were going to wear a skirt this uncomfortable, you were going to put it to good use. You slowly cross your legs, dramatically lifting your left one, almost kicking Nanami. You notice as he cocks his eyebrow, tilting his head at the same time, his eyes watching your thick thighs, and you gain a bit more confidence.

"I don't get Cs, Mr. Nanami. I'm a straight-A student. It's almost like you're doing this on purpose," You say with a frown on your face, causing Nanami to laugh.

"Like I said, it could've been better," He shrugs, pushing your paper back towards you. You huff, pushing it right back toward him.

"Isn't there anything I can do, Mr. Kento?" You ask, teasing him with his first name and his expression finally changes. Nanami hadn't heard his first name in a long time, everyone here called him Nanami. Hearing it come out of your mouth, with that sultry voice, awakened something in him. He bites the inside of his cheek, trying to control his thoughts, and looks up at you. You've gotten closer now, your face merely inches away from his.

He pulls back immediately and stands up. "I can let you rewrite it. I don't mind. Plus, I want to see you do better." He says after a clearing of his throat. His eyes look back towards your legs and immediately flick away, trying to control himself. "Now, can you please get off of my desk, Ms. Y/n?"

You roll your eyes again and uncross your legs, now sitting with them together. "Fine, but could you at least help me up?" You ask him extending your hand to him. He takes it hesitantly and you latch on. Neither of you moves at this moment. This being your first time ever touching him, your heart was beating out of your chest. You were trying to keep your cool but you were ninety-nine percent sure that he could see the nervousness on your face.

Nanami could indeed see the nervousness on your face but he was in fact, nervous as well. The way your soft hand held on to his was making him slowly lose his mind. Out of all of your efforts, you had never touched him before and now he's ever so grateful. He probably would've broken a long time ago if he felt your hand on his arm or his neck.

You suddenly stand up, using him for leverage, causing him to lean into you slightly. You remember why you're here and slowly turn around towards the left, Nanami now right behind you. Either he wasn't paying attention or your plan was finally working because he didn't move away. You bend over, pushing your hips back, and reach for your purse which was across the table. Your butt reaches his hips and slowly pushes into his pelvis and Nanami freezes as he looks down.

The feeling of your hand left him in such a trance that he wasn't paying attention. He didn't even know when you got in front of him but it was too late now. He was staring at your ass pressed up against his quickly hardening dick. He wasn't sure if it was you that was still pushing into him or vice versa but the two of you were getting closer.

You bite your lip as you feel the attractive man behind you push deeper into you and you try to keep your cool. You stand up, your purse now in hand with a smile on your face. You've finally broken him. You turn around and look up at him, desire clear in his eyes. "I've decided to take your advice, Mr. Nanami. I'll do better. Can I come during your office hours?" You ask innocently. Nanami opens his mouth to speak but you quickly interrupt him. "You know what, I'm sure there are other students who might need your help during your office hours. How about I come over to your apartment tonight at 10? Then you could really help me since we'll have nothing but time there," You suggest and he furrows his eyebrows.

"You know where my apartment is?" He asks, his voice deeper than earlier. You lean on the desk behind you and slowly drag your nails down his shirt. Nanami's breathing gets quicker, his brain no longer doing the majority of the thinking, as he watches your fingers go further down his black button-down shirt. He keeps his hands interlocked behind his back to stop himself from pulling you against him.

"You and my nail tech live on the same floor. One day, I was getting off the elevator and I saw you enter room 618," You start and his eyebrows raise. "At first I thought you were visiting your girlfriend, but that wasn't the last time I saw you. Somehow though, you never saw me." You say, your finger down at his belt. You hook a finger into his belt loop and slowly tug him closer to you, and he complies, smiling.

"How long ago was that?" He asks, genuinely curious. His favorite student has been just down the hall from him many times and he's had no idea. The universe must really have it out for him.

"It doesn't matter," You answer. You allow your nails to graze his growing bulge and he hisses with wide eyes. You look back up into his eyes and squeeze it, throwing all caution out of the window. He groans a sound that you would play on repeat if you had the chance, and he grabs your wrist, putting it by your side. A small part of his logical side was still in control but it was fighting hard.

"We aren't going to slide past you saying you want to come over to my apartment and study," He says with a smirk, wanting to see if you were bluffing or not.

You were not.

"I wasn't planning on sliding past it. I'll see you at 10 pm tonight," You tell him, and turn to walk away, not giving him a chance to speak. "Don't forget my paper, Mr. Nanami!" You shout to him, not turning around. You knew he was going to let you in tonight, there was no doubt in your mind.

Nanami on the other hand was cursing himself for letting you break him. This was probably your tenth attempt since the semester started and he was doing so well. He didn't know your touch was going to be his downfall, who could've predicted that? Unfortunately, his brain wouldn't rest. He began getting very graphic thoughts, the main one being your soft hand wrapped around his dick while struggling to fit everything in your mouth. He had to see it, there was no going back now.

When ten p.m. came, Nanami was anxious. Now that he was no longer horny, he was able to start thinking about his job. If anyone found out, he might never teach anywhere again. Was he really risking it all for a student he could have once she graduates in two months? Suddenly, he hears a knock on his door and blood rushes to his dick again. He opens the door without thinking and there you were. This time you had on a white tank top with your boobs sitting pretty in a bright pink lace bra, and a khaki-colored mini skirt.

When he opened the door, the first thing Mr. Nanami looked at was your boobs, and you knew that tonight was going to result in success. "I hope you didn't forget our appointment, Kento," You say his first name again, and his eyes dart to your face.

"I never forget an appointment," He says with a smile and steps to the side. You walk in, quickly slide off your slippers at the door, leaving you barefoot, and take in his apartment. The loft-style unit was beautiful with floor-to-ceiling windows lining the opposite side. You could see the skyline from where you were standing and you couldn't help but marvel at it. The place was dimly lit, except for his coffee table where a lamp and some papers sat, and that's where you place your bag.

You turn around to see him locking the door behind him, and you smile, taking notice of what he's wearing. Nanami had on an oversized black t-shirt with grey sweatpants on, the laces untied, hanging by his bulge and you feel your pussy twitch at the sight. You felt him earlier today but what you were seeing now was nothing compared to what you had in your hands earlier. He notices you staring and calls your name. You look up at him with a polite smile and he gestures for you to sit down.

He takes a seat on the floor next to you and begins reading off a paper. Of course, you weren't paying any attention. You watched his face as he spoke, his sharp jaw moving up and down, and as he pointed at papers, you couldn't help but imagine his clean, manicured fingers inside of you. About twenty minutes in, you scoot closer to him, thinking he won't notice but once you get close enough, he finally looks away from what he's trying to teach you.

"What are you doing, y/n?" He asks you and you finally decide to come clean.

"Why are you so difficult?" You ask and he puts the papers down and smiles in amusement, already knowing where this is going. Nanami was aware that you weren't paying attention as he was teaching. It was honestly a poor attempt to appease his conscience because he knew he was going to make a terrible decision tonight.

"I know you're not dumb or naive, you know what I'm trying to do. Why do you keep fighting me, Mr. Nanami!" You whine and he laughs. You begin to grow frustrated, not knowing how to respond to him laughing at you. Finally, he stops and leans into you, catching you by surprise.

"I would've taken you a long time ago if you weren't my student," Nanami starts and your eyes widen, "Do you know how many nights I've sat up late, thinking about fucking you senseless?" He pauses and hooks his finger into your tank top, pulling it down a bit, and exposing your bra even more. He looks down into your shirt, admiring the view. "I'm usually not particularly interested in fucking the people I teach. You, however, have made me rethink that and a lot more since the first day I saw you." He lets go of your shirt and squeezes your face with that same hand.

Your heart is beating out of your chest and your breathing has quickened. You have never experienced this with any of the teachers you've been with, Nanami was just on a different level. He leans in more, his forehead now touching yours and he closes his eyes for a second. "You have made this a very difficult semester for me y/n." He whispers, his lips touching yours as he speaks. You're frozen in your spot, unable to move due to his unexpected behavior. All this time you were thinking he felt nothing when he saw you just for him to admit to wanting you. Your entire world was rocked and you could do nothing but stare.

"Oh, now you have nothing to say? You usually talk a lot when you're with me," He says in a teasing tone. He lets go of your face and leans back, allowing you to catch your breath and gather your thoughts.

You shake your head as you sit up on your knees, trying to dull the throbbing in between your plush thighs. "So this entire time, you let me make a fool of myself? You could have just told me!" You complain, now eye level with him and he smiles more.

"Now, why would I go and do that?" He asks, his arm snaking around your waist as he pulls you closer to him. You comply as he pulls you on top of his lap, your skirt riding up as you straddle him. You had never been this close to him before, his scent, god his scent, now a part of your respiratory system. Your breathing picks up again as he slides his hands down your back and onto your soft ass, softly massaging and patting it. "Having you stand so close to me is always the highlight of my day, y/n," He concludes, his face now in the crook of your neck.

"I won't give you an A for this so let me know if you want me to stop now," He says. You try and think about it for a second - you're about to fuck him just because. You feel his lips touch your neck as he speaks and you shiver at the feeling, your mind immediately clearing. You quickly mutter out "Please don't stop" and you feel him smile. "This stays between us, y/n," He brings his hand forward and his pinky finger is up. Once you take it with yours he wastes no time.

Nanami pulls you harder against him, his bulge directly underneath your pussy and he connects his lips to your neck. You softly sigh as he sucks on the spot above your collarbone and he squeezes your ass harder, seemingly unable to get enough. You find yourself grinding on his growing cock, and he helps you, pushing and pulling your body. He pulls away and looks at you, the look of desire clouding his eyes and you can't help yourself.

You smash your lips to his, hands on either side of his face and Nanami kisses you back immediately. You plunge your tongue in his mouth once it opens for you and he groans in the kiss, weaving his hands in your hair. You never kiss the teachers you sleep with, and for good reason too, but you can't control yourself anymore. Your desperation is driving the car now, leaving your brain tied up in the trunk.

Nanami grabs a fistful of your braids and pulls your hair back, causing your head to fly backward, instantly breaking the kiss. You feel his mouth move from your chin to your jaw, to your neck, and now it's on your chest. He lets go of your hair for a moment and starts tugging at your top. "I need this off, now," He commands and you waste no time. You fling the shirt off and throw it behind you, not caring where it ends up. By the time your hands come back down, Nanami has already unclipped your bra and the straps are sliding down your arms.

"Fuck me," He whispers, staring at your chest and you feel yourself getting shy. He brings his hand up and palms one of your boobs, his thumb grazing your nipple and you lean your head back in pleasure. Nanami notices and does it again, teasing you with a smile on his face, and the next thing you know, you feel his mouth on you. Your hands fly to the back of his head as he sucks on your hard nipple, flicking his tongue around and on it. You're moaning uncontrollably now, unable to move because of the tight grip he has on your waist. He switches sides and begins pinching and rolling the one he just let go of, and your back arches. This causes him to become more intense, sucking harder and flicking faster, anything to keep you moaning.

Nanami couldn't get enough of your moans. When he heard it once, he knew he needed to hear it more as it kept replaying in his head. Your breathy moans were music to his ears. When he decides to pull away, you whimper and he officially loses all of his resolve. "Stand up," He growls accidentally, his voice laced with desire. "We're not doing this here." You do as he says, standing up and pulling your skirt down, which causes him to laugh. "There's no point in doing that y/n," He says as he gets to his feet. He bends down and picks you up and you wrap your legs around his waist. "It's about to come right off."

You smile, understandably excited about what's happening. It doesn't take long before he reaches a room you're assuming is his bedroom. He opens the door and drops you onto the bed, and you feel the mattress dip as he gets on his knees in front of you. Your head is on his pillows that smell just like him and you feel yourself getting even more wet. Nanami's smell was intoxicating and you couldn't tell what it was. It wasn't strong like cologne or aftershave, it just smelled like him, and you couldn't get enough.

Nanami watches as you bury your face into his pillows from the side, and furrows his eyebrows, laughing to himself. "What are you doing?" He asks and you drop them, completely embarrassed. As you think of what to say to him, he begins sliding your skirt off, revealing your pink thong and you hear him curse again. "Y/n," He calls out and you hum in response. "Did you wear a matching set every day? Just in case one day I did give in?" He asks and you shyly nod. He erupts in laughter once again, tonight being the most you've ever seen him laugh, and you hide your face in embarrassment.

He pulls your hands away from your face and when you open your eyes, he's right on top of you again. He dips and presses his lips to yours quickly. He attempts to sit back up but you pull him down, not wanting to stop kissing him. He falls a bit but catches himself on his forearms and gives in to your kiss. You wrap your legs around his waist and he pushes his bulge into you reflexively, causing the both of you to moan in each other's mouths, spurring you two on at the same time. You bite his lip as you pull away and Nanami feels his dick get harder. "How come I'm only wearing my underwear and you're still fully clothed? That's not fair," You whine and he chuckles.

Nanami sits up, your legs still around his waist, and he pulls off the shirt, revealing the most beautiful body you have ever seen before. His abdomen flexes as he leans back down to kiss you again, and you run your hands down his back this time, feeling the now-exposed muscles. When he pulls away for good, he unhooks your legs from behind him and places them on the bed. He lays down in front of you, now face to face with your pussy and you feel your heart rate pick up again.

Nanami stares at the wet spot on your underwear, feeling himself get harder and harder, and he presses a thumb onto your clit. You moan softly, looking down at him, and he flicks his eyes up to look at you. Your eyebrows are furrowed with your hand over your mouth, watching him, waiting for more. He pulls your panties to the side, not wanting to bother with taking them off right now, and runs a finger up your slit. You moan again, encouraging him to keep going. He goes faster and soon enough, your hips are rotating, trying to chase his fingers.

He pulls his hand back and grabs onto your thighs, throwing them over his shoulders as he goes in with his mouth. You feel him kiss around your clit, but never on it, constantly teasing you and you groan, now becoming slightly frustrated. He finally kisses your clit and then flicks his tongue on it a couple of times before sucking it into his mouth. Your back arches as he plays with your clit with his tongue, flicking and sucking giving you wave after wave of pleasure. You can't control the lower half of your body as you grind against his mouth, feeling yourself get closer and closer to your orgasm.

He pulls away and suddenly, you feel a finger slide into you and you gasp, your hand now in his hair. He fucks you slowly with his middle finger, unable to look away from your pussy as it coats his finger in your wetness. When he adds a second, you moan louder and he fucks you faster, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. He sucks your clit back into his mouth and now you're seeing stars. He continues his attack on your pussy, not stopping as you begin to convulse slightly around his fingers, legs shaking.

"Nanami, please don't stop," You moan and he shakes his head. He pulls away, his fingers still pumping in and out of you, and looks up at you again.

"Here, my name is Kento. Call me Kento," He commands and you nod, immediately moaning out his name when your clit enters his mouth again. Nanami moans on your pussy at the sound of his name and that's what broke you. Your back arches unbelievably far as you feel waves of heat and pleasure crash on you. Nanami doesn't stop, of course. He holds down your body as you convulse against his mouth and fingers, keeping the same pace as he fingers you. You begin to come down from your high and you realize that he's still going. You shake your head, breathlessly begging him to stop.

"K-Kento, please! It's t-too much!" You cry but he continues. He stops for a quick second to spit on your pussy and rub it in with his other hand.

"Don't care. Be a good girl and cum again for me," He says before he goes back down. Your mouth falls open again as he keeps on, with no end in sight.

Nanami was starting to get addicted to you. No, scratch that, he was already addicted to you. Your smell, your voice, your smile, everything. Now it's like he's discovered a new strain and he's currently high. Nanami was high on you. On your moans, on your taste, the way you held his head in between your legs when you came the first time, he needed to feel it at least three more times. He didn't want to scare you though, he was going to get more some other day. He wanted to be selfish just one more time before he got up. He angles his fingers upwards once more, and you're coming again, quicker than last time. This time, Nanami uses his free hand to pry one of your legs open so he can slide his fingers in and out of you better as you come. Once you began shaking underneath him, a couple of breaths short of hyperventilating, he knew you were done.

You watch as Nanami sits up, his chin covered in your juices, and can't help but smile. You sit up to kiss him but he grabs your jaw instead. "Open," He says and you do as he says. He shoves his fingers in your mouth and you immediately begin sucking them, maintaining eye contact with him the entire time. With your free hand, you begin palming his hard dick, which was forming a tent in his sweatpants and he closes his eyes with a moan. Nanami pulls his fingers out and replaces them with his mouth and you taste yourself on him. You pull away and lick your mess off his chin, causing him to curse in response and kiss you harder.

You take the opportunity and begin palming him through his sweats. Nanami breaks away from the kiss to give you a soft sigh, an encouragement for you to continue. You pull his pants down and grab on to his dick, your hand barely wrapping around the entire thing. Nanami hums in satisfaction and sits on his shins while you take your spot beside him. He runs his hands through your hair as you lick the precum off of his tip, savoring the taste of it, knowing he kept his body healthy. You suck on his tip lightly for a few seconds, causing him to grip your braids tighter and you slowly descend down his dick.

Nanami doesn't usually cum quickly, he's taught himself over the years how to last as long as he needs to, but there was something about you that was making him lose his mind. He had been with many women, of course, but none of them compared to you. His short fantasy came true, your soft hands were at the bottom of his shaft, stroking what hadn't gone into your mouth yet. He was hoping he wasn't holding on to your hair too hard because all he could feel was the immense pleasure you were giving him.

You're gagging on him now, enjoying the feeling of his balls in your hand as you bob your head, and all you can hear is his moans and the sound of you choking on his dick. Suddenly, he pulls you up and lays you down on your stomach and you smile, excited for what coming next. He finally slides your underwear off, and you hear his nightstand drawer open up. You stop him, knowing what he's reaching for. "It's fine, I'm on the pill," You tell him and you hear him slam it shut. Nanami immediately pulls your hips up and you grab one of his pillows to bury your face.

He chuckles to himself, too low for you to hear and he slides into you slowly. Your mouth falls open, completely enjoying the stretch his big dick was giving you. You gasp as he bottoms out, pulls out almost completely, and then slams back into you. You let out something in between a moan and a scream as he begins to pound into you. Nanami doesn't start off fast, he slowly builds up to it, wanting to make sure he is hitting the right spot. Once he started feeling your pussy gripping him with every thrust, he knew that it was okay for him to speed up.

With every stroke, your body would jolt forward and when he started going faster, you knew that you were in over your head. Nanami wasn't like the other teachers. The middle-aged men would give you less than ten strokes before coming in the condom you made them wear. You actually only started using the pill after you met Nanami, knowing that you would treat him differently, knowing that you'd actually enjoy yourself with him. Taking his class actually changed a lot about you. You began putting in effort again because you liked the attention he'd give you when he noticed you were trying. You noticed that he wouldn't even acknowledge the students that didn't try and you knew that that couldn't- that wouldn't- be you.

Nanami continued drilling into you, loving the sounds you were making until they stopped. He looks down in confusion and sees that your hand is covering your mouth. He reaches down and takes your wrists in his hands and pins them behind your back. "Don't hide it. Let me fucking hear you," He says with a teasing voice that had a hint of breathlessness in it. He holds down your wrists with one hand and places his hands on your hip with the other, forcing you to meet him for every stroke. Before you knew it, you were coming again, your body becoming weak.

He lets go of you and flips you over, now in missionary, and slides into you again. You moan something a couple of decibels short of a scream and grip the grey sheets below you. He resumes his attack, angling his hips so he's hitting your g-spot again and you can't help but hold him in your vice grip. Once Nanami feels it again, his hips falter, and he falls onto his hands to stabilize himself. He keeps going, now kissing your neck and moaning in your ear, a sound that's only pushing you closer to your orgasm. "Kento, I'm going to come again, please don't stop," You whine, and Nanami curses.

He does as you said and you wrap your legs around his waist again, forcing him deeper. "Shit, y/n, you're going to make me come inside you," He whispers, trying to control himself. You don't let up though. As a matter of fact, he's exactly where you want him.

"Nut inside me, Kento, I want it all," You tell him and he sits up quickly, breaking your leg lock once again. He jerks you closer to him and begins slamming into your pussy, his tip abusing your walls. You feel yourself getting dangerously close to the edge and he begins to rub your clit. You unwind underneath him again, this orgasm knocking the wind and voice out of you. You can't help but scream this time as you come apart, the pleasure too much for you to handle. Nanami has stopped rubbing your clit but hasn't stopped fucking you.

He palms your boobs this time as he keeps his same pace, also getting dangerously close to coming. Your eyes are fluttering closed, your mouth slightly open, and you're unable to formulate full sentences as you try and tell Nanami about your overstimulation - not that he would've stopped, anyway. He wanted to feel you cum at least one more time before he let go. It didn't take you long, the feeling of him rolling and pinching your sensitive nipples and the constant grazing of your g-spot, you were on your 5th orgasm of the night. Nanami finally lets go, the warmth of his nut filling you up and you get goosebumps at the feeling. As he's coming he falls forward on his forearms, kissing your neck as he empties himself inside of you.

The two of you lay there for a couple of minutes, catching your breath and calming down, and then Nanami pulls out of you. He stands up and heads to the bathroom in his room and comes out with a small towel. He sits in front of you and cleans up the mess slowly falling out of you, while you lay with your arm over your head.

"Y/n? You alive?" He asks, patting the side of your ass, and you nod with a breathless laugh, still unable to move properly. Eventually, you regain strength in your legs again and you head to his bathroom without a word, where you pee and finish cleaning yourself. Nanami watches you wash your hands and trudge back to his bed before falling back onto it. You just lay there, the two of you sitting in silence until you hear Nanami laugh.

"What's so funny?" You mumble as you watch him put his pants back on. Nanami helps you sit up and helps you into the shirt he had on earlier. He pulls the blankets up over you and you sit up, not wanting to fall asleep yet. "Do you have an extra toothbrush? And what time is it?" You ask him and he looks up at the clock in the corner of the room that you didn't notice until now.

"It's 12:54 am, and yeah, come here," He says heading to the bathroom and you follow along with shaky legs. He hands you a green toothbrush and leaves you in the bathroom. As he cleans the living room, you brush your teeth, not wanting to wake up tomorrow morning with yuck mouth. Once you're done, you place it in his cabinet, next to his, and you lay back down on the bed. You hear Nanami walk in but you don't see him. A few seconds later, he's brushing his teeth as well. When he's done, he turns the lights off and gets in bed with you, throwing the covers over both of you.

He pulls you to his side, something you were scared to do yourself, and nuzzles into you. He's the big spoon and his hand is on your stomach, rubbing small circles into it. You begin to doze off, coming to terms with the fact that you're in your ethics teacher's bed right now, and you still have to do the homework he assigned for the weekend. Right as you're about to go to sleep, Nanami's deep voice resonates in your ear.

"We have a lot to talk about in the morning, y/n."

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