#I just want to see the most beautiful man ever

[gay-dorito-dust]

Gentle Jason my beloved, I love you so.

Jason was imposing in so many ways but gentle nonetheless.

You remembered watching him interact with children and find yourself smiling and your heart aching when he’s letting them climb all over him, or try to pull him this way and that way as though he wasn’t built the way that he was.

You loved how he’d play along with them as they grip his calloused hands, smiling softly when they talk his ear off about everything that interests them, showing genuine interest and asking questions just to see the kids smile knowing that an adult actually cared about their thoughts and interests.

You loved how he’d let them know how to get in touch with him if they were ever in trouble, never disclosing what level of trouble because you knew that it didn’t matter as Jason was naturally protective over children and the vulnerable, two specific groups that were often targeted by criminals and crime lords far too often for his liking.

You loved how Jason would stop in his steps to pet and love on the stray, malnourished animals that he comes across on the dirty streets of Gotham, his pockets filled with treats for them as he didn’t care about where they came from when he runs his fingers through their fur. Those strays will only get to experience kindness when it’s given and that’s rarely which only made you love Jason more when you saw just how big his heart is, he cares for those whom he sees himself in the most, and it made a few tears left your eyes as you watched the man you love show love that many had to you he didn’t posses.

Jason was the sweetest, most loving man you’ve ever met, a man with a heart too big for his rib cage and you loved him dearly for how he talks to children in a manner that doesn’t ignore the fact that they were smart in their own way, or how he spoke to animals with warmth and promises of affection as it rained down on the both of you.

You loved how Jason acted gentle towards you as well, how he’d gently guide you to bed when he seen that you’ve been up for far too long, or how he’d take care of you when your ill and would bury you under fluffy blankets; all the while making sure that you were taking your much needed medicine and helping you eat if you couldn’t find the energy to do so yourself.

You loved how his hold on you was strong but gentle at the same time, not in the way where he’s scared to hurt you, but more so in the way where he wanted to reassure himself as well as you that he was here for you and wasn’t going anywhere. He held you against his strong chest as you listened to his beautiful heart beat against your ear and smile, knowing that you were lucky enough to have a man as wonderful and as kind as Jason.

You just loved Jason Todd and you always would if he was this gentle and genuine all the time, your sweet angel who made himself look terrifying to keep others safe for their own sake rather then his own.

[bunny-jpeg]

sinful sentences (thirteen)

jenson button - "I want to make you mine."

tags: smut/pwp, age gap (20s/45), flirty!reader, unprotected sex & baby trapping, doggy style, jenson is smitten (read: unhinged), dark-ish themes

sinful sentences catalogue

you were a flirt, that was what you were good at. flash a pretty smile, wear a low-cut top and any man would happily give over some cash. flutter your eyelashes and give them a sweet laugh at their corny jokes, and the bills grew in value.

jenson was smitten, needy for your attention. he loved how you felt in his hands, how his lips felt against yours. and when he was lucky, his cock snug inside of your achy, soaked cunt. maybe it was time getting to him and missing so-called glory days. but he liked the little flirt he often saw at the bar, and he liked taking you home.

but he believed that you could do a hell of a lot better than the bar you frequented. someone quiet, secluded, with an apron around your waist, dinner on the table and his child growing in your belly.

"hey, beautiful." he purred as he draped an arm around you, "look a little lonely tonight." his lips grazed your jaw, "sad that no one's giving you attention, tinkerbell?"

"shut up." you replied and when you looked at him. when your gaze met his, he pulled you in for a heated kiss. that shut you up quite quickly. you hated it, he had this way with you that made your core simmer.

"i want to make you mine." he said, "tonight."

"i could never be yours, jenson. don't be stupid." you laughed.

there was a reason why all the men got to look but not touch, but jenson often got handfuls of your flesh and his cock buried inside of you. when he pulled away from the kiss, he smiled at you, " are you done, tinkerbell? gonna be good for me?" he leaned in, "because my wallet is feeling a little heavy, and i think you could lighten the load."

and then like a lamb you tucked yourself closer to him. you knew you were a slut for his attention, he was older, wiser, wealthier. he knew what he could get from you and it made you aroused. it didn't hurt that his cock was rather big and he knew exactly how to use it.

"when have i ever been good for you?" you asked playfully.

jenson chuckled lowly, "that's what i like to hear. causing my problems, making me watch you be a total fucking flirt. but you always come back to me." he kissed your cheek.

"are you going to give me what i want?" you asked softly as you played with the top button of the light blue shirt he wore. you then spread your hand across his chest, "please?"

jenson's smile grew, "of course, honey. i'll always give you what you want. but, you have to be a good girl for me. so put away the teeth, angel, and let's have some fun tonight."

you ended up back at his home, the expensive kind of apartment with a price tag that made most raise their eyebrows. he had the money so why not spend it.

he was quick to undress you, and while the couch was closer he did have the capacity to be a gentleman and guided you to the bedroom. your clothes remained in a pile on the floor in the living room as he shepred you into the bedroom. then, when you got through the door he got you up in his arms and onto the bed.

"hands and knees, beautiful."

"are you going to use a condom?"

jenson flashed that winner's smile, "of course, tinkerbell. gotta play it safe for you, right?" the plan was turning in his head. easy to lie with your face in the covers. he patted your cheek and leaned in to kiss you on the lips. you tasted like cranberry juice and vodka, and he tasted like rum and coke.

his other hand on your thigh as he held you. his cock stirred in his jeans at the taste of you against him. you felt like something else, you could scam your way into some cash with just a few smiles. but jenson was greedy.

"hands and knees, beautiful. i want to see that pretty pussy and that lovely ass of yours." he chuckled before he pulled away and you got on your chest and knees with your ass in the air. perfect for him.

jenson played with your pussy as he got undressed, he dragged his fingers across it. played with your clit and even sank his digits into you. he felt the tight wet heat and he wondered how many men ran through you before. but, that didn't matter now. not when he had you in his metaphorical jaws.

it'll be the only cock you needed now, jenson would take care of his wife. there wasn't even a question if you would be his wife or not. he knew you'd walk down that aisle. he wasn't raising his baby without a ring on your finger.

you held onto the pillow under your head and heard him move around once he was undressed. you looked over and saw him get a condom out a desk drawer and you exhaled a sigh of relief. he smiled wickedly when you put your face back into the pillows.

when you weren't looking at him, the unused condom was dumped in the waste bin. he said as he approached you, his heavy cock bobbed as he got up behind you on the bed. he admired the glossiness of your cunt and licked his lips.

all for him, only for him.

he sank into you, no protection keeping that pretty pussy of yours safe. no, tonight you were going to take jenson raw. the thought excited him as he shifted his knees on the bed to get a better angle to fuck you. he pressed you at the middle of your shoulders, pushing you further into the bed with your pretty ass up against his hips. you felt amazing, the tight heat of your cunt wrapped up around him.

jenson button was one lucky bastard tonight.

he rocked up into you. his movements started off slow yet powerful. he moved up against you, both hands at your hips. he used it as leverage to move against you. it felt amazing, your cunt held onto him tightly.

like your body knew it wanted to get pregnant. and who was jenson to deny a beautiful woman what she so desired. your words said one thing and your body said another.

"fuck, jenson." you shuddered as the thrusts grew. his pace had his cock pressed up into your deepest parts. it made you panting against covers as he fucked you further into them. your breathing was heavier as you cunt fluttered around him.

the pleasure clouded your mind, all rationale was out the window. you didn't even question him that he actually put the condom on. your brain was flooded with the intense heat of pleasure. you gasped into the covers as the pleasure grew in your core.

there was something thumping in your soul from his movements and your core swam with a yearning for him. the way he fucked you, even when it was rough, quick sex. there was something about it that made your head swim with lust.

damn jenson button for knowing exactly how to get you going, how to pull orgasms out of you like a rabbit from a hat.

"you feel like heaven, honey. my little fucking tinkerbell with your fairy wings that i wanna pluck from you." he wrapped his arms around you and battered his cock into you. this pace quickened and you felt your foundation shake. his words were filthy and it lit a fire in your belly.

he continued to fuck you. he pressed his weight further down on you and made you squirm when his pace became brutal. he knew exactly how to keep you under him. you thought you were getting a nice payday from this, but you were going to walk a way with a bit more than some fresh euros stuffed in your purse.

more like his cum stuffed into your slick pussy, right where it belonged. don't worry, after you have his first kid he'll let out have a break, but he hoped within a decade you two will have three little button kids running around. of course he'll buy a nice house for your little growing family. but tonight, the logistics weren't important, tonight he was on a mission.

get his little tinkerbell, the girl desperate for male attention, nice and pregnant with his kid. then everything else will fall into place. his movements quickened till he was fucking you right into the mattress. his breathing was heavy and his body tense as he fucked you.

the bed creaked a little as you panted heavily into the covers. you whined, "fuck, jenson! i'm close!" then arched your back quite a bit as you felt climax begin to take its hold on you.

"that's it, beautiful. let it out for me. good girl, good girl." he cooed lowly and it made you head swim with heated want as you felt the throb in your body of climax. jenson knew your body better than you knew it yourself.

jenson kept up his pace. he fucked you with a simmering heat. he didn't last much longer, he couldn't have. he could feel the pleasure in his gut as soon finished inside of you. as climax hit, he shoved his entire length into you. made sure that the tip of his cock became familiar with the base of your cervix. they'd become quite acquainted over the next few months.

"fuck, jenson." you gasped as his pace slowed down and he gave you a playful smack on the behind.

"better than the rest, huh?" he said as he leaned over you, kept his softening cock inside of you for a moment. he kissed the shell of your ear and felt your tremble.

in a moment of post-orgasm weakness you croaked, "yes." and jenson felt nothing but a sense of pride that tonight he got you pregnant.

-

large hand on a swollen belly. been a whine since you've been at the bar and it's been only a few weeks since you became jenson button's wife. no late nights seeking the flirty attention of men older than you.

one of them finally got you tied down and in a few months you were going to be the mother to his child. his hands were still greedy for the softness of your hips, his tongue still wanted to explore your mouth. now he could whenever he wanted.

his hand grazed your middle, he loved the feeling of it. you looked so good. looked proper even when you struggled a little to get off the couch. you carried the baby well, even if it made you rely on jenson a little more (not that he was complaining)

you still don't know how it happened, but jenson simply shrugged and said, "miracles happen every day. and this one is ours." shutting down any questions about misuse of protection. all it took was one night and one little lie, and now jenson button clipped the wings of his little tinkerbell. <3

[zairaalbereo]

It doesn’t feel like living anymore.

I love Miranda. And this is maybe the moment I find her the most arresting and beautiful. It’s such a raw, desperate moment. Asking to be seen. I love her contradictions. How she is both selfish and self-sacrificing. She is incredibly strong in so many regards, and yet struggling to find her own agency. She is honest and yet underhanded. She is kind and petty, smug and patient. As an avowed hedonist, she comes to endure even when she’s past her endurance. An in the end she becomes a martyr, when I think all she ever wanted was to be her own person.

That complexity is reflected in her relationship with James I think. There are many different takes on it, all of them valid, obviously, so this is just my own…

I find their relationship fascinating. It’s obvious that they love each other. It’s also obvious that this love is different than the one they had for Thomas, although that shared love for him certainly plays an important role in their relationship. But I think that Miranda maybe doesn’t love like James and Thomas at all, not in this all consuming way. The way I see her, she’s also completely aromantic, but that doesn’t make her love something lesser.

Miranda loves Thomas as someone who shares her interests and temperament, an intellectually stimulating partner, a great man. They were a harmonious couple, their relationship seemingly effortless. Her relationship with James on the other hand is a constant struggle, and not just because of the circumstances they find themselves in, I think. They are both too alike and too different. The one that fit with them was always Thomas.

Miranda and James’ love for each other is mostly built on loyalty. On knowing that whatever may come, the other will stand with them to the bitter end. And because of that loyalty they both try to be more for the other, to fill the void Thomas left, and failing miserably at it.

James tries to give Miranda things that connect her with her old life: books, a spinet, delicate tea cups. Even sex. But it’s a poor substitute, and the thing she most longs for —companionship— is unbearable for him to provide, because being with her reminds him of what he lost. Miranda wants to remember Thomas and talk about him, but James can’t.

James tries to keep Thomas close by striving to bring his vision to life, finish what they started, and prove England wrong in the process. And Miranda tries to be a partner in this. She helps him plot and patches him up and harbours prisoners, but she hates it just as much. They both hate the things the other needs from them. And yet they stubbornly hold on to each other, and try to keep each other safe. It’s not a passionate love. At times it’s almost resentful. But it’s deep and true.

How hard it must be for Miranda to love James. Love him in Thomas stead, knowing that she falls short by miles. How hard it must be to see him try to love her better, and failing because he, too, isn’t Thomas. Loving each other with such loyal devotion across the divide, the hole that Thomas left. Loving each other even though it is hard, and it hurts, that’s what makes it beautiful to me. 

[heeaara]

BiKER BOYFRiEND @ psh ✿── ( 남자친구 성훈 ) 𓈒𓈒

biker bf ━ park sunghoon && 𝑓.reader ⟡ 1.5k wc , cw ... relationship, skinship, petnames, headcanons. overall fluff ♡

ARA's NOTE : idk if it's written good i basically just blabbered wtv, bare w me tanks. im jkjk its good trust.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who saw you at one of his night races for the first time, thinking you were the most beautiful and alluring woman he had ever laid his eyes on, with an adorable smile that enhanced your features to the greatest extent. It was definitely love at first sight, he had thought to himself.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who had been thinking about you nonstop since the day he saw you at his race. Your face, your outfit, your smile, and not to mention, your captivating aura that had him attracted towards you immensely, in ways he could not explain. He was down bad, and he knew it.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who kept a boutique of flowers everyday at your doorsteps, in different kinds and different colors with cute short love notes saying "━ with all my heart" or "you entice me and enchant me". It had always left you flabbergasted and amused, and when it had been two weeks since this was going on, you knew you had to find the one who had been leaving you these flowers and these small love notes. You had to find your secret admirer. 

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who looked down due to embarrassment. Your hands crossed over your chest, your eyes piercing right through his soul. You had finally caught him, you had finally caught your secret admirer and when you found out it was the one and only park sunghoon ━ the handsome biker you saw long ago when you had went to see one of the races, you felt amazed.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who felt as if his heart was about to explode and jump out of his chest. You had invited him to your house. When you had caught him, you obviously needed an explanation. He knew he was doomed and he knew he was embarrassed as hell. He could feel his cheeks on fire when you had made eye contact with him, your eyes silently looking for answers. "care to explain?" you had asked him as you kept a tray of snacks and two glasses of juice on the table.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who had gathered all the courage to tell you how he really felt. He knew he couldn't lie and you weren't that stupid enough to believe his made up excuses. He had fallen in love with you, he told you. He wasn't able to keep his mind off you since the day he had seen you at the races. He had confessed he really wanted you, infact, he needed you. With him, in his life.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who had been trying immensely since the day you had heard his confession and you had allowed him to sugar coat you. You had thought to yourself, why not give it a chance ? and not to mention, you too had found him attractive. He was handsome yet kind of reckless and you liked that. But, you weren't sure about your own feelings, you weren't sure if you wanted to have a relationship with him yet. Moreover, you had never known him well. You still had a lot to figure out.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who would take you out on dates like going to the beach or exploring the city or on some luxurious dates. He would send you small texts throughout the day and not to mention, he still left boutique of flowers every single day, along with small texts and chocolates or candies with the side. At the point you felt that your house was about to become a whole store of flowers. You enjoyed your time with him.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who was actually about to cry when you had confessed your feelings to him. After a whole of two months of him sugarcoating you, he knew his hard work had paid off. He knew he had finally completed his mission. He was finally able to win your heart and he had felt like as if the luckiest man alive. 

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who knew he had to propose you properly and he thought the best place to do that was of course, at one of his races. He had invited you to his night time races. He had been qualified to the finals and he knew he had to win it. Not for him, but for you. He was indeed nervous as hell since he had to make his plan work out one way or another.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who had won the race and the very first person who came to his mind was you. 

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who had kneeled on one feet as he took out the ring with a, red boutique of flowers. This wasn't a wedding proposal though, but he didn't care, he had to make his proposal an unforgettable memory which you and him would narrate to your kids in the future, if you both ever marry.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who softly made you wear the ring and not to mention, you were actually sobbing. You had absolutely and utterly loved his surprise. It was unexpected but it had made you shake to your core. You knew you loved this man more than yourself and you were meant to be his.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who kissed you softly in front of the crowd. Your lips perfectly molding in his, as if they were made for each other. It was the kind of kiss, a kind of sign, that was filled with love and unsaid promises. Moreover, it was a gesture of full claim, to let everyone know you belonged to him and him only.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who had brought you and him couple necklaces with a pendant that had your initials on it. The necklace serving as a reminder for the both of you. Even if you both were far away from each other, the necklace gave out as a sign of both of you being each others, even if the both you were planets away. 

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who would call you "princess" as if it were his favorite word. The word just came naturally on his lips, it was a term that was for you only. An indication of total endearment, also, it was his word for calling you elegant and beautiful. You were like a goddess in his eyes, he loved you immensly.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who would take you on late night bike rides up to the hill for stargazing considering how much you loved the stars, moon, astronomy in general. The stars always reminded him of you. You were a star as well, you were his star, always shining bright without even trying, as if it was the most natural thing in the world, he'd think to himself.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who would sneak into your house right in the middle of the night through your window, just to see you sleep in his arms, softly wrapped around you. You'd always feel flabbergasted every time he did that. You still remember the very first night he had sneaked into your house, you thought you were dreaming. It was funny the way you had opened your eyes, saw him, yelled and had pushed him off your bed. He was crazy and you loved it.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who would let you do his hair. He was so cute, you thought to yourself. This man had you at the palm of his hand. You knew you were two times crazier for him than he was for you.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who would suddenly kiss your cheek without even a warning. He loved when you yapped about things and he loved the way he would catch you off guard whenever he'd kiss your cheek in the middle of your yap session.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who would teach you how to ride his bike. 

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who would beat the shit out of every single man who'd talk to you or talk shit about you.. He wasn't toxic but he was a very jealous man. He was possessive about you. You belonged to him, you were his. He hated every single guy who'd check you out, considering how kind of a pure soul you were. He absolutely loathed it. In fact, he would totally commit arson if anyone tried to hurt you or bad mouth you. Whether it be a male, or a female. He did not care, he'd protect you and keep you happy no matter what.

BiKER BF SUNGHOON ━ who would give up heaven if he had to, just for you <3

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[milessunflowers]

BED CHEM

yuki tsunoda x male!reader

synopsis: suggestive headcannons about bratty!bottom!yuki

author's note: if you couldn't tell, this is, we'll, dirty asf bc apparently bottom!yuki is my favorite thing in the world and will not leave my mind so now all you have to suffer with my insufferable obsession 😊 should i possibly make this a series? like with other drivers? idk i might

he is a power bottom

lets get that out of the way now

like he wants to be in control and you just let him

he tells you what to do and, for the most part, you listen because you love him and just want him to feel good

sometimes, however, you want to tease him

like if he wants you speed up, you stop

wants it harder? you go so tenderly

he wants you to leave marks on his neck? you don't even go near it

you find it absolutely beautiful

he acts bratty because of it

he will whine and pout and just spew absolute nonsense at you

he even will scratch up your back in retaliation

like constant scratches, even if you are listening to him

he just likes seeing his work whenever your shirt is off

make sure he can't walk without a limp

he loves that for some reason

this makes pierre and/or isack (depending on who is with at the time) make fun of him

hes not ashamed but it makes you flustered

boom, another round in the drivers room because yuki thought it was hot for you to blush

totally doesn't ride you

you can't ever deny your boyfriend, never

well, unless you want to be a tease

you are a sucker for bratty!yuki

like at a dinner event and you both are dressed up and he just wants to go to the bathroom and you refuse

he whines and pouts

and man are you obsessed with it

he hates how obsessed with teasing him you are

but in the end, he's fine with it since he can't get up from bed without his legs feeling shakey

make sure you take care of him afterwards, though!

like clean him up, get some water in him, and lots and lots of cuddles

because even if you love him being bratty and mean during certain activities, you love cuddly and happy yuki ten times more

happy wife yuki, happy life

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[reignpage]

hello reign *bows down* i had a bit of a horny question heheheheheh what do you think the jjk men say in bed? i saw a prompt like this a while ago and if it’s okay with u i was curious abt how it would be like for the eden jjk men. i offer u this nanami in return 🙏

I will take the Nanami yes thank you

Do you mean like dirty talk? Or pillow talk? Since it’s horny I imagine it’s dirty right?

Okay so,

Gojo: he’s a simp

He whispers and whines about how amazing reader is in every way shape and form. “You’re so beautiful oh my god thank you god thank you thank you,” he groans, skimming his lips down your body, stopping here and there to lick and suck the sweet salt of your skin.

“Oh you taste so good. Like the sweetest candy. God do you have to be perfect in every way, you’re killing me. You’re literally killing me. Wait, actually, can we fuck missionary? Yeah I know it’s basic and vanilla, but god I just really want to see your face. Please? Oh thank you! Baby, I love you so much. Gonna buy you whatever you want later. Yeah I know you can buy it yourself but I just wanna pay. Okay, let’s get to orgasm number 3 with head and then we’re fucking all night old people style.”

It’s literally worship, at every given second. Just praise upon praise upon praise. He always asks too if he’s making her feel good. He wants to be sure he’s giving reader everything she could ever want and more. The type btw to crawl into a ball and cry if he ever EVER came before you.

Geto: instructions and praise

Being a dom, he guides reader through. Talks her through it. “Right there, pretty girl. That’s it. Such a good girl, aren’t you?”

Does occasionally degrade her, but it’s not really her thing and it doesn’t make him feel good so they just don’t do it most of the time

He’s very keen in knowing she’s feeling comfortable and great at all times so he does ask quite a few questions and encourages her to be vocal about how she’s feeling. “You like it here, sweet girl? Yeah? Use your words or I’ll stop. Hmm, that’s more like it.”

Choso: doesn’t do much talking

He’s overwhelmed and overstimulated 24/7 with his reader. He’s being teased left right and centre and he just CANNOT get his bearings omg. He has no idea if it’s night or day, where left and right is, sometimes he even forgets his name.

“W-what? Ngh oh no! Not there p-please! I-I don’t know! Yes yes whatever you -ha- want! T-take it all! O-oh thank you yes yes yes thank you thank you!!”

Toji: oh man

This guy never shuts up once he gets going. He’s just so cocky ugh it’s disgusting. He never gets fucked out like reader and he’s always in control even when he’s not so he knows exactly what buttons to push. Mix of praise and degradation.

“Oh, come on, baby. You gotta ride me better than that. Doll, you’re gonna have to join me in the gym and build up your stamina because this is poor performance on your behalf. Coach would be so disappointed if he knew my girl could barely get three pumps in before giving up. Alright alright, no need to pout at me like that, you’re gonna make my heart stop. biiiiig stretch there we go, my turn yeah? I’ll take care of ya, put my training to good use. There we go, oh yeah. Much better isn’t it? You like it when I fuck you like this no? Damn, the silent treatment? You’re gonna be cruel to your loving boyfriend when he’s kissing your cervix? Oh, damn you’re blacking out. Christ, you’re making a puddle of drool, god you just want me to lose my mind don’t you? Alright, just gonna have to fuck you back to consciousness. Here. We. Go. Oh hey, ma. Good nap? Fucking missed you.”

Nanami: sweet man

Mostly simpy and worshippy. He’s always a gentleman. When he’s leading he’s kinda more on the quiet side, apart from the occasional grunts and moans and ‘oh fuck’. He just doesn’t like the sound of his own voice, he much prefers to listen to reader fr.

But when reader takes control, wanting to be a brat and tease him, he comes under her mercy and he just has no choice but to be vocal.

“No, s-sweetheart, I’m -ha- sensitive there. Oh goodness, t-that feels good yes, where did you learn that? No, never mind, I-I’d rather not know. Oh no, please! T-that’s -oh- that’s no good, you have to stop, I-I only want to cum inside you. May I, sweetheart? Please? It’d be such a waste otherwise.”

Sukuna: degradation only.

“You’re a goddamn whore. What would they all think if they knew their president likes to be fucked like this? Hmm? Answer me! You’re useless. Always so fucking naggy, bossing me around and snapping your fingers at me. Who the fuck do you think you are? Oh that’s right, you’re my girl aren’t you? Yeah, my girl who likes it rough. Is this good for you and your needy pussy? Harder? Ha! Any harder and I’d kill you, idiot. Think with your head not with your pussy once in a while yeah?”

Only sweet after sex.

“Not too sore? Good. No, don’t complain. It was your idea to do it here. Just needed to be fucked on the Dean’s desk, didn’t you? No, I’m not judging you, babe. I’ll fuck you wherever you want. Just musing how amazing you are at holding grudges. It was a nice touch to make me tie you up with his spare tie. Who the fuck keeps a spare tie in their drawer? What a fucking loser. Well, anyways, you took quite a beating there. My bad. Hungry? Nah, you gotta eat something. Come on, wipe the cum from your thighs and let’s get going I’m starved. No? Always gotta be such a princess don’t you? Alright, get on the desk and spread your legs.”

[sunrisecaminus]

Ollo :>

Could you do a femme seeker reader x Megatron?

The reader is Megatron’s Conjunx and has wanted a sparkling for a long time.

Unfortunately thanks to the war, things make life unsafe to try start a family.

Now, thanks to the nemesis, it’s the perfect time to ask.

The reader is shy about it a first, beating around the bush until she blurts “I want a sparkling”

Cut to Megatron’s breeding kink(if that makes you uncomfortable then that’s ok), being pounded into oblivion into his throne.

Megatron is on his 4th load of transfluids but will not stop until he is sure the reader is satisfied and full.

Thank u :>

Message - When I said you could be freaky, I meant it. No judgement here man. I gotchu!

Megatron x Seeker Reader NSFW

Summary - Seeker conjunx is starting to get really impatient about Megatron not getting her sparked.

Warnings - NSFW, Breeding Kink,

It has been so long sense you and Megatron talked to each other outside of work related things. You have had enough from all the battling at this point and just wanted to be free from all the Autobots for once. You needed air from General Starscream and his arrogance so when you got a scouting mission you knew this was a perfect opportunity to leave.

You have been flying for about 4 hours now, but you didn't want to land. The clouds and the sky were beautiful on this planet and you wanted to take it all in before you went back in that dark ship. Going over rivers, mountains, and even flew over to another state just to see new environment. You ground bridged to the ocean and had fun splashing your wings in the water while going 1,600 mph. You being one of the fastest seekers out there made Starscream jealous, but you didn't care. After landing yourself on a mountain cliff, dangling your legs over to watch the sea waves, you started to think about things you have been wanting. One of the first things that have come to mind was finally having a little sparkling of your own. Every time you try to bring it up to your conjunx, he would just think you are talking about something else. That man, even if he hates you saying it, was the most oblivious man ever. You have even tried FLIRTING, twitching your wings at him, doing some lovely romantic dances with him in the berth room, and even kissing him a few times while telling him about what they should do when the Decepticons wins once and for all. He will never get it! Seekers are very much known for not being down to earth and not saying exactly what is on their minds, so you aren't use to telling him exactly what you want. It would be embarrassing for you if you had to tell him "Hey lets have a sparkling!" You feel butterflies even thinking about telling him so bluntly.

Before the meeting you wanted to give him one last chance. You walk up from behind Megatron and gently grab his hips. "Boo~" You smile with a loving look as he turned over to you with his angry expression. Once he sees that it is you, his eyes soften and grab your servo, kissing your digits. "How are you dear." You blush a bit, but lovingly give him a boop on his chest. "I was wondering if you would like to go to the next level after the meeting, hmm?" This has to be the perfect hint you could give him. What else would this mean? This was giving "Fuck me alright" energy and your tone said so. Megatron smirks and you wait for something flirty like he always did…but than-. "Well of course. I will put you in charge of the fleet next battle. I knew you have been getting bored about staying in the back. We can talk about your role in the next phase soon. I just need to talk to the others about their newest reports." He lets go of your servo and walks off. Holy Scrap that blew the fuse in your mind. No…No…NO! He has to be doing this on purpose! Megatron is the leader of the Decepticons and yet is so blind that he can't even find a TANK IN A STORAGE CLOSET!!!

Someone is wanting to speak with you on your com link so you answer for them. "Hello?" Normally it would be Megatron or Starscream trying to reach you, but today it was surprisingly just another seeker. "Good Morning mam, please make your way back as a meeting is about to start in 2 hours." You were getting a bit annoyed about this, another meeting…really?! You thank them and end the call, transforming and going back to the ship. You land on the top to meet Starscream reading on a data pad, probably another report. Even if you don't want to admit it, you and Starscream are very close friends. He may be a bit of a baby, but you help him from getting hit by Megatron quite often and it got you two to get closure and talked more about things. "Hey Star, can I talk to you for a second?" You put a hand on your hip sassily. "Not now y/n I-" He interrupts himself when he looked up and saw you were pissed. He puts the data pad down on a table and turned his whole body to face you. "You ok?"

"No, so many things have been on my mind. I have told you before that I have always dreamed of having a sparkling to take care of for the next generation, but Megs won't even look at me in a loving way anymore and I haven't had a kiss from him in 12 years!" You were so frustrated, wanting to get everything off your chest finally and Starscream took a second to load all the information you just told him. "Well have you tried wing communication?" Ah, Starscream also thought Megatron would know such an important Seeker language. He has been known to control the entire Seeker army and for some reason doesn't even know a flying fuck about Seeker culture. "I have literally danced with him and we even were going to kiss…until he said he needed to talk to Soundwave and he would "Dance with me later". Like HELLO!" Your wings were down and twitched a bit in anger. Starscream rolled his eyes to give you a motion that he completely understands where you are coming from. "Oh please, he can't be that stupid. At this point just yell at him. Don't show anymore kindness to him about it anymore. He needs to realize that if he is dating someone from another background, he is going to have to learn a thing or two about who we are." Starscream just pats you on the shoulder and tells you that he will see you at the meeting and leaves. He was right about something…that mech needed to learn a lesson or two.

You didn't go to the meeting, you needed to show him that you didn't care about his order about being there. You didn't want to hear him speak right now and took your lovely time in the Berth Room you share with Megatron. He noticed immediately that you were not there. Genuinely he were very confused from seeing you just a few minutes before it started. After the meeting he noticed the Berth Room was occupied and he came in to see you cleaning your wings, looking out the window to see the lovely sunset. You looked to beautiful to him, your elegance and lovely plating shined from the light and your eyes were always nice to look at. "You weren't in the meeting." He was the exact opposite with you, down to earth and blunt with what he wanted to talk about. You turn to him with narrow eyes and an angry look, which made him understand that he fucked up in some way and shut the door. "You never got it, for years I have been trying to show you that I was ready…but you never seem to look at me like you use to." Oh did it piss you off when he raised his eyebrow at you in confusion. You just wanted to smack him. You kept talking. "You notice everything else. My needs, the things I love, my support for the cause. Whenever I want to give you a life we both can share, You never seem to turn my way!" Megatron stayed silent, waiting for you to finish, he knew you were upset about something so he let you continue to hopefully hear what you desired from him. He obeyed your wishes a lot, he never knew he was ignoring one that you deemed important. "I want a Sparkling. Your Sparkling!"

Oh boy, did he just get whiplash from that statement. Before the war he has been telling his conjunx about his dreams of him getting you sparked and being able to take care of their sparkling's together. Now Megatron feels like a dumbass…scrap this whole time you have been giving him everything to show him you were ready. His spike was already pressing against his panel, but he needed to know if you were still ready. "I apologize for the torture you must have been going through, sweetspark. Would y-" Before he could say anymore, you sit yourself on the berth and lower your wings in a cute position. "Get over here right now you fragger." Megatron didn't ask anymore questions and grabs you by the neck, forcing you down onto the bed and biting your arm. "Whatever you wish~" His panel pops and you see his spike is fully ready for you to use. He bites your neck and keeps your hips in a good hold as you pull your head back and moan from the pleasure that you are being given now. You wanted him so badly, but you needed him to work for it after what he put you through. Your wings twitch from how good you felt Megatron touching you after years of not interfacing. After a while, your pede presses against his spike, making Megatron stop what he was doing to groan from the pressure you just gave him. "ngnn y/n…" Smiling from what you just did, you push his chest to get him to be the one to lay down as you climb on top of him. You shove your aft in his face as you start to lick the base of his spike with your glossa. You hear Megatron moan a bit louder, but than your panel is opened and your valve starts to get licked. "Ah! Megs! You Aft!" You hiss from how slow he was going and stopped giving friction to his spike, which made him realize that you were going to be a bit of a brat if he didn't do what you wanted. He starts to eat you properly as you feel his glossa going into your walls. Finally feeling satisfied from your valve being used and takes in his whole spike after a few more licks. Both of you were in a daze, trying your best to pleasure each other without becoming a moaning mess.

You feel as Megatron was about to release and you stop, shutting his tip so he didn't drip anywhere and he hissed from being stopped. "You brat!" He growls at you as you turn around, putting your valve above his spike. That made him shut up before he could say anything else and holds your hips again, ready when you wanted to move. You smile, in love at looking at your conjunx's face and lowered yourself on his spike. He exhales from how warm and tight you were; your wings spread to their full wingspan as your walls stretch to make room for him. After a while of both of you trying not to move, you start to go up and down, staring into his optics with nothing but love. He smirks at how you look right now, you were such a mess. "Look at you, craving for my sparklings. They will all be yours." He tells you in a deeper tone, knowing you crave for his sexy voice again. You look up to the ceiling and start feeling like you were going to finally cum. "Megs-ah!" You grab his hands that were clenched around your waist as he claws at your plating, both of you releasing at the same time. You stay sat deep onto his spike, making sure none of his fluids leave your valve. You stay where you were as you finally were at peace with everything. Megatron lays you on his chest and hugs around your body, helping you feel safe after such a vulnerable event took place. "Another Round?" You smirk from him asking such a stupid question. "You don't even need to ask".

[algrimthestrong]

Aednan would have bristled at Mal's suggestion, taken offence at the insinuation that he was easy to impress, and yet, the other man's outright gall made him go prickly hot inside. The prince wasn't quite able to stifle the noise of protest that sounded in his throat as Mal rose from his chair and pulled the hand that Aednan had been kissing so ardently out of his reach. He gazed up at Mal, watching him empty his goblet as the band began to play and people started heading for the dance floor. At Mal's next words, Aednan's brows shot up his forehead and his lips parted in disbelief. Such audacity! He was so much more than just a man. A prince, a mage, a being of unfathomable beauty and grace, unattainable for most of Mal's kind. Listening to Mal reduce him to the basest commonality sent a shock of indignation through the elf. But Aednan quickly caught himself, able to see the humour in Mal's comeback. He huffed out a chuckle. "But so are you."

Mimicking Mal's actions, he picked up his goblet and drained it in a few quick gulps. As he put it down on the table before him, Aednan's gaze drifted past Mal's hip. It seemed that their little exchange had been closely observed by a villager, who Aednan presumed had to be one of Mal's suitors, an eager young man sitting a little way from them at another table. Upon seeing Mal stand, he had started to rise with a hopeful look on his face, ready to swoop in and take him from Aednan. The elven prince pushed himself to his feet in one quick, fluid motion and slipped an arm around Mal's waist. "Perhaps I should reveal myself to your paramours," he suggested, a hint of annoyance in his voice. "Let them see who they are dealing with. That will teach them some respect." It should not be like this. Something was very wrong here. He was the most desirable creature (aside from Mal, perhaps) to ever set foot in this little village. Aednan always got what he wanted. He should not have to compete with a bunch of ordinary village folk for Mal's attentions.

He shook his head at his own suggestion. What was he thinking… and feeling?

Aednan flashed Mal's admirer a quelling glance and then loosened his grasp around the shorter man so he could step in front of him, facing Mal and obscuring him from the other man's view. The elf nodded towards the dance floor, his lips gleaming with a fresh smile. The exasperation that had flared up like fireworks inside him fizzled out and was gone. "Shall we give them something to really talk about?"

The earnestness with which Aednan explained the prevalence of the erotic arts in Alfheim, like it was a perfectly ordinary thing to sit around learning how to pleasure someone, was enough to remind Mal of just how different things were in other realms, the thought provoking a soft, slightly more sincere smile; he supposed it wasn’t particularly surprising that the elves seemed to have an attitude towards intimacy that was so shameless and carefree that it would surely make any prudish human blush when his own experiences with the fae courts more or less aligned with that, even if by the sounds of it Alfheim was a touch more genteel about it than the Feywild had been. By the sounds of it not knowing how to satisfy someone was a social faux pas of disastrous proportions, where Aednan hailed from — at least that meant that the other man wouldn’t be a total disappointment when if they happened to fall into bed together.

Smirking to himself at the look of complete and utter delight that his seduction won him, practically able to feel the elf undressing him with his eyes, Mal huffed his amusement at Aednan’s insistence that he wasn’t so easily impressed. The glittering enthusiasm in his eyes certainly begged to differ, the florist’s grin only broadening as he watched the elf shift in his seat. Though he was certainly accustomed to ordinary village folk now, it seemed the other man had forgotten that he wasn’t without his own tricks either after his brief stint at court.

“Doesn’t look that way to me.” He hummed, relishing in a job well done, watching on intently as Aednan lifted his hand to his lips, anticipation thrumming white-hot and electric through his veins at having elicited that moan with little more than a few carefully chosen words and some easy flirtation. Casting a glance over his shoulder, reminded all of a sudden that they were in a very public place and that the music was about to start, Mal huffed out a chuckle and rose to his feet, swallowing down what remained of his goblet in one go and then levelling the elf with a wickedly playful stare as he looked him up and down. “And, prince or not, you’re still just a man.”

[premiumbitch]

THINGS TO MANIFEST - MALENA THEMED PACK ! ⋆₊˚⊹♡

hi luvs! I decided I'd make this melena themed pack for the lovely person who requested it (@queencam19) and for people who want to manifest themselves to be a completely different person, someone they will feel confident to be! also for the amazing shifters who can script this about themselves! enjoy :)

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BEAUTY ♡ //

Your beauty is haunting—so exquisite that it leaves people in awe, unable to form words.

Your eyes are deep pools of melancholy and desire—dark, mysterious, and filled with silent poetry.

Your lips are full, soft, and eternally kissable, the kind that can silence a man’s thoughts in an instant.

Your hair flows like the richest silk, catching the light in waves of effortless glamour.

Your skin is like porcelain, radiant even in the dimmest light, untouched by time.

Your body is sensual without effort, with curves sculpted by the divine—a living work of art.

You carry yourself with unintentional elegance, every step filled with grace as if you were floating.

Even in the simplest of dresses, you outshine jewels and riches—your allure needs no embellishment.

Your presence alone stirs something primal in others—desire, admiration, envy, longing.

You are beauty itself—timeless, unforgettable, a dream that lingers in the minds of those who see you.

AURA ♡ //

You radiate a quiet, devastating power—the kind that does not need words or actions to be felt.

Your silence speaks louder than words—people hang on to your every glance, waiting for your next move.

You are untouchable, not because you hide, but because no one is ever truly worthy of you.

You walk with an effortless allure, drawing attention without needing to seek it.

Your aura carries the scent of old-world romance, slow dances, and whispered confessions under the moonlight.

You are both adored and envied, admired and misunderstood—your presence alone stirs emotions in others.

There is something almost tragic in your beauty, as if you are a dream too perfect for this world.

You have the energy of an old Hollywood siren—sultry, soft-spoken, but commanding.

Your presence lingers even after you leave—a perfume, a memory, a longing.

You do not chase, you do not plead—you are the kind of woman people ache for but can never truly have.

SMARTS ♡ //

You understand the power of silence—words are powerful, but so is knowing when not to speak.

You are deeply observant—people underestimate how much you see, how much you know.

You have an old soul, filled with wisdom and patience beyond your years.

You are intelligent in ways most people do not understand—your mind is sharp, but your delivery is soft.

You do not argue or beg—you let people destroy themselves with their own foolishness.

You carry yourself with dignity, never lowering yourself to those who seek to bring you down.

You know how to captivate without speaking—your eyes, your gestures, the way you hold a cigarette or sip a drink.

You understand human nature deeply, even when it disappoints you.

You play the long game, knowing that time always reveals the truth.

You do not waste your energy proving your worth—your existence is proof enough.

PERSONALITY ♡ //

You are soft yet strong, delicate yet unbreakable—a paradox people can never quite understand.

You do not need to be loud to be noticed—your presence alone is enough.

You are kind but distant, warm but unreachable—you let people close, but never too close.

You do not seek revenge, but you never forget—you let karma do the work for you.

You endure with quiet resilience, never letting the world see you falter.

You love deeply, but never foolishly—you do not waste your heart on those unworthy.

You do not beg for attention—it comes to you naturally, effortlessly.

You are the kind of woman men write poetry about and women wish to befriend, yet fear.

You move through life like a beautiful ghost—always remembered, never forgotten.

You are not just a woman; you are a legend in your own right, a story whispered in admiration and longing.

hope you guys enjoyed! requests are appreciated! lmk if you want anything!

[mimikittysblog]

Dates with Poly! Ateez

Request by @punkdaze

Doing something very different and just random lol

If you have anything similar then pls ask away!

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Hongjoong: I think Hongjoong would be kind of basic with his dates. His creativeness is pretty much only for performing or his art. Seonghwa’s words lol. However that doesn’t make him any less sweet. As much as he loves time together with all of his partners he prefer to just have one on one dates. Not against it at all! But he wants to do his best to give time and love for each partner individually. But yknow the occasional 3 to 4 person date is something he would thoroughly enjoy. Though even tho it’d be basic like a dinner or a shopping date he’ll always make them be special though. Think that date he took Seonghwa on to where anakin and padme got married (literally the cutest thing ever oh to be loved like that 😭). He’ll do something similar like that, maybe just take you to a nice cafe that you’ve been dying to go to, or take you to a place he knows you’d enjoy.

Seonghwa: Now for Seonghwa I think he’d probably do something that involves the both of you. In my head the most often dates with you would be lego building. Wether you enjoy lego’s as much as him or not, the activity of building lego’s is fun. So besides that maybe he’ll take you on a date where you two can create something else besides lego’s. Maybe painting or pottery. I don’t think Seonghwa is the craftiest but as long as you two are doing it together he’ll really enjoy it. Omg what if you two went together and made 9 mugs for all of you 😔 wait thats so cute. Imagine each mug you make is a lil different depending on each boyfriend 😭 Hehehe i feel like seonghwa would take the piss and draw a strawberry cake on San’s mug hehehe. Also Seonghwa I think would enjoy going on dates with multiple partners unlike Hongjoong. Since he’s a big nerd like Yunho and Wooyoung it’s not on common for those two to tag along to dates that involve a franchise or IP. And for crafty relaxing dates probably Jongho.

Yunho: Now I feel like Yunho would either take you out on a basic date as well or a very exciting one. As established he’s like Seonghwa where he’s a big nerd. So it’s not uncommon for him to take you to dates to Universal or Disney Land. However other than that this boy does have a photography hobby so I think another often date would be taking you to scenic places and capturing the most beautiful photos of you. Claiming you to be his perfect model 🥹 . He’s also an extrovert so the other lovers would often tag along. Where he would also snap the most gorgeous pictures of them. This man is a giant goofball so just know the day would 10000% be filled with laughs. Also an extra thing, Yunho seems to enjoy dressing up so I can see you two randomly deciding to cosplay together for no reason.

Yeosang: I think he’s one of the members that just prefers to just have stay in home dates. He’s not much of a planner and more of a follower. Boy is smart but also sometimes very clueless. Our precious airhead 💕 Unless something really catches his eye and would like to experience it and involve his lovers. So its often you guys inviting him on a date. Again nothing crazy, probably a dinner or just a walk in the park. Often with Yunho where the two would take their camera’s again. However the most often dates with him would be just snuggling up and watching a movie or reading a book at the same time. Where then San would often pop up and wedge himself between the two of you. Sounds like a lovely date to me 🥰

San: Now this boy. I think almost all of his dates would include more than just you. He loves you all too much and wants to include all of you. He loves amusement park rides so a trip to lotte world would be very common. However he’s also very chill so I think he’ll like to take you on late night drives for those rare individual dates. He honestly just loves being with you guys so much he would really do anything you guys want. Stay at home? Sure! Walk in the park? On it! Dinner? Dont you guys dare bring your wallets! He just wants all of his lovers happy! Which he succeeds very easily! Oh also possible gym dates if you’re up for that! He’d also make them really cheesy tho to motivate you.

Mingi: I think Mingi is the type to bring you on new and exciting dates! That honestly I can’t think of good examples for now (sorry its late and im doing this very spontaneously) just think of a very interesting and rare dates and he’ll probably want to take you on those. He’s a sentimental at heart despite being the only T in Ateez lol. So he wants his dates to be extra special and meaningful. Which usually means he doesn’t take you on those that often. He’d often times just join in on your dates with his other lovers if he had nothing planned. But boy if he did have anything planned then be prepared! You’re gonna have a hell of a good time! P.s. he’d also have gym dates with you but to tease you instead of motivating you like San 🙄

Wooyoung: Same like Mingi! He’d want to take you on exciting dates! But he’s also very domestic so I can see him wanting to chill at home a lot. Just spending time and pretending to be a big married family. Since he also enjoys cooking, I can see you two wanting to learn more and experiment so he might sign you guys up for cooking class. Omg imagine he goes to a cooking class and you go to a baking class 🥺 once you’re both done you two exchange your creations. Then share them with the others at home hnggg so cute 😭 Also this man thrives off of attention so expect a lot of dates that include your other boyfriends as well.

Jongho: Now for our precious teddy bear I think a lot of his dates would be like Hongjoongs. Pretty basic but means a lot of course. He just wants to spend time with you. So he’ll just take you out and let the moment flow. I think he wouldnt really plan it out either. I see him as a “weather is nice today! Lets go out!” Type guy. Which honestly some spontaneous moments in your life is also what you need. However from what I can tell he’s a little bit crafty as well so I can see him taking you out on dates like the ones with seonghwa. I can see him doing that trend where you two take a canvas and paint for a certain amount of time before switching until you get a full painting. Which then will be displayed in the living room. Also like hongjoong he’d probably prefer one on one dates more than big group dates. Once again of course he’s not against it and would love to join on big group dates, but yknow he’d like the one on one’s a bit more cause he gets to be in the moment with each of you without your attentions being split.

All of them: Now speaking of group dates! They happen very often however it’s usually small groups. 3-5 people at a time. With their career its hard to go on special dates with all 9 of you. So for those big group dates it’s usually at home or somewhere where they know will be private so no one can see them. It’s a struggle but so worth it. Often times its just a dinner at a restaurant in a private room. While at home you guys would have game nights, movie nights and other home activities like that. Think the Christmas time stamp i did where you guys played secret santa. Being together is all that matters. And with them, every date is special!

Extras:

You are absolutely the most spoiled

Since you are new in the relationship you do go on the most dates

They don’t really compete with each other but there are teasing moments of “Hah! My date was better than yours!” Not just with you buy with the others as well

“You took him to Lotte again?!” Mingi asks

“HE LOVES LOTTE?!” Wooyoung argues

“I do love Lotte 🥰” San would chime in

San also would be very pouty about the strawberry cake on his mug but also would find it funny

Honestly i think dates with Hongjoong would always make you cry cause seriously that date he took seonghwa on?? The fuck thats so cute

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© mimikittysblog 2025

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

(Adaline to Adam AU)

⚠️this story will deal with transitioning which will also include things like transphobia, misgendering, and deadnaming⚠️

Adam hated looking at his reflection, he knew for a long time he was really a man. But the problem was that he was born in the wrong body, a woman’s body. He even preferred the name Adam over Adaline. He pulled his long hair in a ponytail wishing to cut it short, but he worried that would draw any questions. So far the only person he told was his mom and she 100% accepted him and was going to help him through transitioning. The person he feared telling the most was his boyfriend because he loved him so much and he feared Lucifer dumping him.

Adam internally: It’s one thing for him to accept me being bisexual, this is me changing so much about myself.

Sera walked into the bathroom and hugged him.

Sera: Starlight, Lucifer is here to take you to school.

Adam: I am going to tell him so I can get the break up over with. I don’t want to go to prom and be dumped there.

Lucifer had asked him to prom and they planned on going to a hotel afterwards so they could have sex for the first time. Poor Lucifer was nervous when they went the pharmacy to get the condom. Adam was surprised when he picked a bigger size. Lucifer stuttered saying that in spite of his short height he was big down there. Curious Adam asked to see it and when they were alone Adam was impressed to see that Lucifer was right. Lucifer promised that he would be gentle as Adam gently touched it.

Sera: Maybe his reaction will surprise you, he loves you so much.

Adam: He loves Adaline, not Adam.

Adam wiped his hand over his eyes hoping that he didn’t start crying over this. He went down stairs and smiled seeing Lucifer, he couldn’t help but love him. They met in kindergarten and now at eighteen years old they were dating like everyone predicted, but Adam didn’t know how long that would last.

Lucifer: Ready for school.

Adam: Yeah.

Adam adjusted the skirt he was wearing along with the tank top and black leather jacket before they got into Lucifer’s car.

Lucifer: Has something upset you, you’re crying.

Adam: I am about to tell you something and I want you to know if you want to take someone else to prom you can.

Lucifer: Why would I want to take someone else, I love you.

Adam: I am not Adaline, I am Adam. I was trapped in the wrong body. It should have been a man’s body, not a woman’s body. I’ll find another way to go to school if you don’t want to look at me.

Before he could leave the car Lucifer pulled Adam into his arms.

Lucifer kissed his cheek: Don't be ridiculous, I'll love you no matter what.

Adam cried, he was so relieved when he heard those words, he had been so worried for nothing.

Adam: T-thank you Luci.

Lucifer: Besides, I've always kind of known.

Adam pulled back: Really? How?

Lucifer gave him a knowing look: You were not exactly a girly girl, you've always been into things that most guys like and I didn't want to say anything. In case you weren't ready. And as beautiful as you look with your long hair, pretty skirt, and tank top they're not you.

Adam cried some more, this was more than he could have hoped for.

Adam: Y-you mean it?

Lucifer: I do. And whoever you decide to live your life as, I just know I want to be by your side. I've loved you forever and nothing will change that. In fact, when you're ready I'll even pay for your hair cut.

Adam smiled he was so happy, just when he thought he couldn't love Lucifer more.

Adam: You're the best boyfriend ever.

Lucifer kissed him: So are you.

[gay-dorito-dust]

I have something for Johnny if you want.

Johnny x shy!reader that has scarlet witch powers? Being Johnny girlfriend and Johnny family adores shy!reader

‘I’m starting to think my family likes you more then me at this point.’ Johnny says one day as he face planted your shared bed.

‘How so Johnny?’ You asked sweetly as you waved your hand as you brought a blanket over your boyfriend’s body with your magic, never failing to notice the soft smile that grew across his face as he lifts himself from the pillow to face you.

‘Are you kidding me? I mean look at you!’ He exclaims as he gestures to all of you shamelessly, making you feel a little exposed by his beautiful brown doe eyes that never seemed to fail in making you melt. ‘You’re sweet, compassionate, adorable to an unfair extent it makes me question how a being as beautiful as you could exist, and did I forget to mention that you’re an absolute badass with your powers?’ Johnny adds with a smirk as he saw how easily affected you were by his words as he counts off everything he found to adore you for on his fingers.

You groan playfully as you smacked Johnny on his bicep, a sheepish smile began to spread across your lips, all the while attempting to fight back the butterflies that were making their presence known within your stomach. It didn’t matter if you were dating Johnny for a few weeks or a few months, for he would always find ways to make you feel as though no time has passed between the two of you.

You at first didn’t want anything to do with the cocky, overly confident, playboy known as Johnny Storm and stayed away from him for a good while…until you couldn’t and it lead to what you considered the best decision you ever made in agreeing to let him take you on a date. However recently Johnny’s sister Sue, her husband Reed and Ben had been taking note of the subtle changes within johnny and knew someone was the reason behind it, which had lead to Johnny dragging you to the Baxter building more times then you can count to meet his family; whom of which had grown a fondness towards you and your positive influence on Johnny himself.

‘Johnny…’ you drew out his name as you buried your head into his shoulder, holding him close as you selfishly leeched off of his warmth, not that you’d ever tell him this but you were certain with how eager he was to keep you in his arms chuckling. He was very much aware and was more than willing to indulge you as he was just as much addicted to your soft, comforting hugs that he swore to high heavens he would die without.

‘I’m not lying! You should hear them half of the time! Where’s y/n? Johnny, go get your better looking partner. Johnny, where is my future sibling in law, you can’t hog them all the time.’ Johnny replied as he made dramatic voices for the likes of Sue, Ben and Reed based on the most recent interactions with them, most of which were asking for you or wondering how you were in general. Johnny didn’t mind, if anything he was downright ecstatic knowing that his family were just as obsessed with you as he was, he adored how you and his sister got along the most; knowing straight away from the moment he found you and his family sharing stories in the kitchen that this was something he wanted to see more often in the future.

Commitment wasn’t his thing, it never was until he met you, and as cliche as that sounded -and he knew just how cliche it came across- but it was true and Johnny wouldn’t want it any other way. He’d even claim you had put some type of spell on him, to which you only hide your smile from his groan inducing joke in regard to your magical abilities. He even remembered the day that he realised that you were the type of person he wanted to bring to his family, something he never gave a deeper insight into before you mind you as he never felt that deep of connection.

So everyday when he wakes up to see you cuddled into his side peacefully and safely, he considered himself the most luckiest man alive, and he didn’t bother to hide it either as he bragged to anyone with ears that someone as wonderful as you had chosen a hotheaded stud muffin -his words- like him.

You smiled as you cuddled further into him, knowing firsthand that he was right, and you were still getting use to the idea that his family adored you from the moment Johnny brought you to your first of many Sunday family diners. You remembered sweating bullets and tugging at your formal attire, but Sue and Reed were more than welcoming and reassuring, meanwhile Ben was full on teasing Johnny about how he was growing into a true man.

However before you could respond you were quick to remember that you were very much late for your day out with Sue. You gasp upon realisation as you push Johnny away from you, who fell back into the bed, staring up at the ceiling in disbelief that you had just pushed him away. ‘I’m late!’ You cried as you moved away from your baffled boyfriend, who had propped himself to his arms.

‘Late for what?’ Johnny asks as he watched you sort yourself out for an outing he wasn’t aware was taking place.

You smiled softly, not wanting to give too much away of what you and Sue had planned prior. ‘Sue wanted help to find something for Reed for Valentine’s Day, and I agreed to help her.’ You half lied, well you weren’t lying about helping his sister find something for Reed, but what you had left out was the fact that you were also using this time to find something for Johnny yourself. To you he deserved something for being such an amazing partner, and you were thankful that Sue was more than happy to help you in doing so during your most recent late night conversations with the blonde woman.

‘I just want to find something for him that he’ll love,’ you told Sue as you allowed your magic to flourish between your fingertips, a nervous habit you had developed the moment you realised that you were capable of feet’s no other magic user has ever accomplished before, it was a comfort to you and brought your mind back to what was most important to you and what was most important to you was Johnny smiling.

She smiles, glad to know that her brother was blessed with someone like you, reached out to grab your hand in hers as she squeezed it in reassurance. ‘Whatever you get him, I’m certain Johnny will treasure forever.’

‘Really? You really think so?’ You asked her, still a little nervous despite having been with Johnny for a while, but that man had a way to make you feel as though you were falling for him all over again and you wanted to hate him for it, and yet you found yourself becoming shy and flustered whenever the man even threw his arm over your shoulder. If this was what love was like then you hoped to stay in this never ending state of adoration and mutual understanding for as long as you could.

‘I know so.’ Sue replied, her eyes had a knowing look to them. ‘Johnny would take anything you give him becuase you were the one that give it to him, that thought that he would like it and all he’ll care about is that you had him on the mind and to show that you care about him.’ She finished, squeezing your hand again when she saw sparks of your magic come to life at your fingertips, rubbing her thumb across the back of your hand. You smiled at her. ‘Then I can’t wait for tomorrow.’ You tell her, beaming.

Johnny smiled from his place on the bed, again happy to see you and his sister bond and become close to one another, it was a simple thing that he didn’t know he needed but then again that was the magical thing about you. You made him want simple and small things that he would’ve taken for granted, or not even considered in the first place, and for that he couldn’t help but find himself wanting moments like this in your future together.

However before Johnny could open his mouth to push you for more details on your outing with his sister, the door opened to reveal Sue stood on the other side, obviously having been waiting for you but not showing an ounce of annoyance in the slightest.

‘I’m here to steal your partner.’ Sue says to her brother as she grasps your arm, pulling you to her side.

‘Not the first time my beloved is being stolen from me by you, Reed or Ben.’ Johnny scoffs playfully as he watched you and Sue link arms, already acting like you were in laws for a long time with how relaxed and comfortable you were with one another.

‘Oh you can have them back as soon as we’re finished shopping.’ Sue retorted.

‘So like ten hours from now?’ Johnny sarcastically replies with and you couldn’t help but laugh at the sibling squabble, making him look at you with a warm smile. ‘Don’t I get a goodbye kiss at least from my most beloved?’ Before you could give him his kiss, Sue drags you out of the room with her and out the door, though not before shouting over her shoulder followed by your laughter. ‘You’ve had enough time today to trade kisses, now you have to wait.’

Johnny only groans dramatically as he flops back onto his bed, impatiently waiting for you to come back not even seconds after you left his room, he really was in love like the sappy bastard Ben teased him in being.

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My thoughts on Beast Yeast episode 8 (spoilers)

Peak. Just peak.

I'm vomiting my words out at 11 PM at the time of typing this on my phone, so it might not be even slightly comprehensible, and I didn't take any screenshots either (was way too excited lol), but going through the episode and seeing Pure Vanilla and Shadow Milk's interactions was SO good.

I have been a Pure Vanilla fan ever since the release of Hollyberry. He is and always will be my favorite character. I've actually always wanted him to have a narrative foil (besides White Lily and GingerBrave), like Shadow Milk. When I returned to the game after a year break, and I played through the first episode of Beast Yeast, I was overjoyed. Pure Vanilla finally was getting character development.

Look, I'm not gonna lie. The formula of episode 8 is still your average "ancient falls, they have a magical transformation, they kill beast" type of story, and maybe I'm biased, but oh man, I feel like this episode has left me with more questions than answers, which is something the other episodes haven't done for me. I would hate to see Pure Vanilla and Shadow Milk's potential relationship stop there, and I really really hope Devsisters revisit them in the future (I will only be slightly devastated if they don't).

What caught me by surprise the most was Shadow Milk's glimpse of weakness. His supposed loneliness builds a layer of depth on his character, and when he refuses Awakened Pure Vanilla's generosity, you can almost see the tragedy that'll inevitably come out of it. Both for Shadow Milk and Pure Vanilla. If they do come back to it, I wonder what might happen. Still sad there was no full-on redemption, but what did I expect? Shadow Milk is a war criminal lol.

I'm also kind of disappointed that there were no scenes of the uncorrupted Shadow Milk costume in the story (I thought he would change to his previous form to trick Pure Vanilla or something like that). I thought because Truthless Recluse, who appears in the story and will get a costume, Shadow Milk would receive the same kind of treatment. I guess not, and I was over-dreaming.

Anyway, I'm just happy Pure Vanilla is gonna be meta again. I've been waiting years. And now I can have him and shadow milk on the same team so they can smooch- I mean support each other in the meta.

Most of all, I can't wait to see the beautiful fan works that will spawn out of another great story. Grab your pens, papers, brushes, whatever you use, and propagate the shadowvanilla propaganda my friends /lh

[volturiprincess]

Girlfriend

Demetri Volturi x fem reader

Summary: Demetri just being his sweet self Warnings: Slight mentions of people being pigs, but other than that just Fluff A/N: Another one!!!! This one just flowed out of me, I'm pretty sure it took me like 5 hours to write. I did not intend to finish it today but all well, Im just keeping everyone feed😅. The song inspiration for this was "Girlfriend" by Big Bang. Enjoy💙 Word Count: 921

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How can you be so pretty? Will you believe me if I tell you I've got more butterflies than the first time I met you

A breath of fresh air I felt as he came into my view, the air felt crispier as I inhaled and exhaled. My eyes never left him as he moved away from me. Where is my air going? Did I say something wrong? Maybe I did say something wrong but I could have sworn I saw a small smile trying to break through his serious face. My mouth spoke before I could even think, I called him pretty. Just that simple six letter word, and  that word made him walk away from me. Maybe I embarrassed him, he mentioned nobody gives him too many compliments, only stares. I probably just caught him off guard then. Yes that's it, maybe I should do it more often. 

I thought it was adorable how he looked at me with a hint of confusion at that word but when he did turn away I caught that smile. It was so adorable, if it were possible for him, I know he would have blushed. I bet he would look lovely with a hint of pink or red on his sharp cheekbones, it would probably suit him perfectly. 

I doubt he would be the one blushing, he always makes me flustered when he compliments me, it's like a second tongue for him, his own language that only he knows how to talk. I wish I knew how to talk like him but he has told me he finds it adorable when I say random things or how blunt I can be with my words.

When I'm tired and wasted. When I sometimes stumble. Girl, you always pick me up. Just like now, by my side

When he found me, I was at my lowest in life, I couldn't even look in the mirror without wanting to break it. Everything in life had no meaning to me, I would just walk life on autopilot not really living life as one should. The sun could be shining so bright, or the day would be so beautiful and I would feel like a heavy cloud would be over me, soaking me in rain. I just felt cold all the time, no amount of sweaters would help lessen the cold. But when I accidentally bumped into him, I felt that cloud be bumped away from me also. He was the warmth and air I needed to be…human again. 

When he looked down at me with the most sincere look of worry as he reached for my hand, I felt my heart beating faster. As my hand touched his cold one, I felt that shot of electricity run through my whole body. It felt like I was having one of those over dramatic sights of a first love moment you see on TV. Me and him were the main characters in some Kdrama, I was for sure seeing the spotlight on us at that moment and I could hear the music.

Yeah, my girlfriend, my girlfriend. She ain't no side chick, mistress, girlfriend. My girlfriend, my girlfriend. 'Cause ain't nothing in the world compare to my girlfriend

When I would bring him along to my work events, everyone had their eyes on him. But his eyes never left me, I was his girlfriend because we can’t say we are mates and saying we were married would bring up too many questions for our liking. And at the time we were together for a couple of months so far. People at work were questioning our relationship. How can the most perfect man to ever exist be with someone…like me. It was hard to ignore them talking, it was even at a point where they didn't even try to be hush hush about it. 

I remembered at another work event he was with some of my male coworkers talking and I heard their conversation.

“So, Demetri was it? How did you end up with a girl like y/n?”

“Was it a bet?”

“Only want her for her body?”

“Nah man she doesn't have anything to put out unless she’s hiding something under her clothes”

He didn't let them continue because his next words shut them up for the rest of the night. “You poor excuse of men are so blind, when I look at her I can see the masterpiece she is, she’s so exquisite in every aspect, you would never be able to meet a women like her”

By then he was at my side guiding us out of the building and off to a nearby lookout point. The whole city can be seen from up here and it was perfect but we only had eyes for each other. The whole world was blurred as I looked into his green contacts, I wish he could take them out so I can look at his red ones. He flashed me his pearly whites while I had one of the stupidest lopsided smiles, some adult I was right now. I was acting like a schoolgirl looking at her new crush of the month. 

I never had someone who would have my back, Demetri had more than my back, he definitely was holding my heart in his hands and he was not letting anything harm it. 

Since meeting you, I feel like I've become a fool. I can't stop smiling. It makes me feel good just to think about you

[bvrnesher]

𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐌𝚰𝐋𝐊

cw: none.

ㅤ୨ৎㅤ🌙ㅤ˳ 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕 ! 𝒄𝒉𝒃. 𝒋𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆 ¡ 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉. 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕.

﹙𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆! ﹚ꪆ

𝗜𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗦𝗡’𝗧 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗝𝗔𝗦𝗢𝗡 𝗛𝗔𝗗 planned; it just kind of happened.

You and Jason weren’t exactly close. You’d see each other around camp occasionally, but you never really interacted, at least not the way you’d wanted to.

Sometimes, though, he’d catch himself glancing your way, finding you at the archery range or just watching you with a small smile whenever he noticed your hair catching the summer sunlight.

Could you blame him? You were probably the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen, and he knew his share of pretty girls. But you... He wasn’t sure if it was just your looks or the fact that you always gave him a smile every time your eyes met. That smile? It could light up the whole damn Olympian world.

It didn’t take long for him to notice that every morning, without fail, you sat at the pavilion for breakfast with your half-siblings. And every morning, you had a carton of strawberry milk in hand, no matter what you were eating.

Jason knew today was one of those days when you helped out in the infirmary. The days when you usually skipped breakfast, staying busy taking care of the campers who were hurt.

He didn’t think much of it, just figured it would be a nice gesture—something that might cheer you up a bit. After breakfast, he grabbed an extra carton of that strawberry milk. Not much, but enough to break the ice.

With the carton in hand, he made his way to the infirmary, where he knew he’d find you. Not like he’d memorized your schedule or anything—he did.

When he reached the infirmary, he peeked inside and saw you organizing bandages. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

"Hey, you're busy?" he greeted gently, lowering his gaze to meet yours. "I noticed you’ve been working hard in here, so... I don’t know, thought you might like a little break." He smiled, charming but a bit shy, scratching the back of his neck.

When you heard him speak, you glanced around, half-expecting him to be talking to someone else. Maybe he’d made a mistake? But no, it was just the two of you in the infirmary.

It took a second for your brain to catch up. Oh. Oh, he’s actually talking to me. Well, that wasn’t something you expected today.

"Oh—no, no!" You waved your hands frantically, shaking your head maybe a little too fast.

Embarrassment flooded you as you felt your cheeks heat up. You gave him an awkward smile.

"I mean, yeah, I’d love a break."

Perfect. That’ll scare him off.

Jason’s smile widened slightly at your reaction, and for a moment, he completely forgot why he was even here. He just kind of stood there, staring at you like an idiot—until he realized you were looking at him expectantly, waiting for him to say something.

A faint blush dusted his cheeks. He cleared his throat, flashing you a shy but undeniably charming smile. Gods, was this man even real?

"Oh, good," he said, then hesitated, like he was trying to figure out what to say next.

You stood there, unsure how to respond to that incredibly deep, meaningful statement. Your gaze flickered over him, taking him in from head to toe—something he definitely noticed, because he straightened up slightly, looking a little uncomfortable (or more like flustered) under your scrutiny.

Your eyes landed on the carton of milk in his hand—strawberry milk. Your favorite. You raised an eyebrow. Jason Grace didn’t exactly seem like the type to drink strawberry milk.

"Oh, you like that?" You asked with a small smile, latching onto the first topic of conversation that came to mind.

He blinked at you, clearly confused.

"The milk," you clarified, nodding toward the carton in his hand.

Jason mentally cursed himself. He’d completely forgotten to give it to you.

"Oh—uh, not really," he admitted.

You frowned slightly, tilting your head. He quickly clarified, "I mean, it’s good, but it’s not for me." He extended the milk toward you.

Your eyes dropped to the milk carton on his outstretched hand, surprised by the unexpected gesture.

"Oh, thanks," you said, taking the small carton with a soft smile. "It’s my favorite. That’s really sweet of you."

You flashed him a smile. A smile so bright that Jason almost swore his knees almost gave out.

"Huh. Yeah. No problem," he said quickly, trying to brush it off. "It’s nothing, really. I just… noticed you liked it, so I figured you might want one."

"Oh, no. It is something, Grace," you interrupted, "I mean, it’s thoughtful. Not a lot of people would even notice something like that. So, thanks."

Jason smiled, shoving his hands into his pockets. A short silence settled between you before he finally spoke again.

"Need any help here? Looks like you’ve got a lot on your plate."

You nodded.

"Yeah, an extra pair of hands would be nice. Thanks, again."

You shot him a grin and went to open your milk—except, for some reason, you just couldn’t get the stupid thing open. You muttered a curse in Ancient Greek under your breath, still struggling, silently praying you didn’t make a fool of yourself in front of Jupiter’s golden boy.

"Let me," Jason said, taking the milk from your hands before you could protest. Your fingers brushed, and a small jolt of electricity sparked between you.

You had to pray to all the gods not to start blushing like an idiot.

"Here," he repeated, handing you the now-opened carton.

You took the carton.

"Gods, at this rate, the only word I'm gonna say while I'm with you is 'thanks.' And, thanks," you joked, managing to pull a laugh out of him.

"And is that a bad thing?" He tilted his head, looking a little more relaxed now.

You shook your head. "Not at all. Actually, it's sweet. You're sweet." The last part slipped out before you could process what it meant.

He blushed, but you were almost as red as the strawberries you loved so much. Was this a competition to see who could get a deeper shade of red than Superman’s underwear?

He caught sight of your reaction to your own words and tried to stifle a laugh.

"Don’t worry. A slip of the tongue happens to everyone," he said gently. You didn’t need to look at him to know he was smiling.

"Yeah, sure. But I’m not taking it back. Honestly, calling you 'sweet' doesn’t even come close," you admitted, flashing him a smile.

He just stared at you, lost for words, until his brain finally caught up, and then he smiled at you, even more charming than before, a faint blush coloring his cheeks.

"Huh, you too," he said, quickly clearing his throat. "I mean, you’re pretty. I mean, sweet... I— Gorgeous," he admitted.

You might have died right then and there, but you would’ve died happy knowing that Jason Grace called you gorgeous. No doubt about it.

"Are you busy tonight?" he asked, finally.

"Nope. I’m free as soon as I finish here." You took a sip of your drink, courtesy of Jason.

ꪆৎ. 1,181 words.

Heyy! This is my first post here. English isn't my native language, so any corrections or advice are welcome.

[dontcallpanic]

@violetfairydust tagged me for the WIP whenever (thank you so so so much!) - and just so you know, your snippet totally unhinged me to the point where I'm going about my day trying to work out what on earth is going on like I've just witnessed some stranger drama on the street!

So in moments where I'm not going feral over sterek snippets I managed to write the meetcute for my strange small town au! So dyma ti! Mwynhau!

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“Ohshitsorry,” Stiles says, the sounds merging into one, muffled behind his hand, the faint blossoming of pain spreading across his cheekbones. He blinks past his watering eyes and squints at the stranger.

Oh good fucking god.

His eyes go wide. His jaw drops.

Standing in front of him, looking exceptionally pissed off, is the literal most beautiful man Stiles has ever seen. For real.

At this point in his life, he’s seen a lot of men. He likes to think that he’s somewhat of a good judge when it comes to guys, given his bisexuality and his… well… eyes. And this guy – this guy… is literally breathtaking.

Into their silence Madonna sings far too loudly.

I looked into your eyes and my world came tumbling down.

Stiles clears his throat and huffs a laugh, a flush of awkwardness constricting his chest as he takes in the perpetual scowl across the strangers face.

“Woah, sorry dude I didn’t see you there.” He tries to hold his hands up, half in surrender and half on the way to scrub a hand through his hair. Instead he ends up hitting himself in the chest and then the chin with his basket.

He stumbles back with a yelp. The one lone orange tumbles out of his basket and rolls across the floor.

“I didn’t expect you to move.” Somehow, the stranger makes it sound like an accusation rather than an apology – or even an explanation.

Which. Rude?

Stiles clears his throat, glancing up to meet the strangers angry oh-shit-they're-gorgeous eyes. It's like staring directly into the sun so he glances away, looking around the store, uncharacteristicly embarrassed.

Unfortunately, that makes it worse.

All around him the shop has frozen.

There's the tiny old lady from yesterday still holding some broccoli halfway to her trolley, staring with open interest at them. Across the store, the checkout guy has frozen mid scan with his mouth open. The customer he's serving doesn't seem to mind because she is also gawking. The store assistant across the aisle is even paused with a large box tucked under his arm, frozen in the middle of re-stocking the shelf. The expression on his angelic face can only be described as horrified.

It's as if he's bumped into a celebrity or something, rather than some random plaid-clad lumberjack model.

“Look, dude, I'm really sorry,” he says, skipping out the way, ducking his eyes down to de-escalate whatever the fuck is happening here.

Madonna is still singing about falling in love with a beautiful stranger and Stiles just wants the sticky lino floor to open up and eat him whole.

“No harm done?” he asks, still looking everywhere but at the guy. He hears the stranger grunt an acknowledgement, watches his boots step towards the apples then back as he just... turns and walks away.

Stiles stares at the guys retreating back and frowns, scrubbing the back of his neck thoughtfully as around him, bit by bit the shop returns to normal. Everyone seeming to breathe a sigh of relief.

Just who the hell was that guy?

And what the fuck was that?

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