#I know i'm not funny tt

[janevolturi]

bella ordering a coke on the flight home in new moon goes hand in hand with her taking tylenol pm in twilight. it's just so funny and definitely the reflections of a woman being raised mormon

[1-800-dreamgirl]

as a non native english speaker a lot of the way I write or speak are from seeing native speakers and kind of copying them (because otherwise I feel like I sound too robotic) but as of lately I do see a lot of white people (native speakers) using aave as something quirky about their internet persona, almost a mockery because most of the times this persona is supposed to be funny and make you laugh, and it really got me thinking that in general, me included, people that have english as their second/third whatever language we need to have a new level of consciousness when learning english, because it's very easy for us to fall into this thing while trying to be less formal and fitting in with actual english speakers of copying the way other people speak without even realizing what we are perpetuating

[theetwinkleboy]

rewatched the sports festival arc today and realized that izuku's quirk is never specifically stated. so for all shinso knows, izuku's quirk is that his bones cause massive shockwaves when he breaks them

[kuiinncedes]

???

[moe-broey]

Man..

[flwrstqr]

I'M YOURS ★ PRINCESS TREATMENT

𝗔𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗘────𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗌. 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒, 𝗂'𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌

❪ 𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐈𝐍𝐄 ❫ '𝒏. ｡ boyfriend!enha & fem!rea 14OO ୨୧ fluff imagines headcanons ✶ petnames skinship ◜ᯅ◝ 𝑙’ click

다니⠀⦂⠀hi another remake of my old fic TT

LEE HEESEUNG

puts your hair behind your ear mid-convo

"baby," heeseung murmurs, voice all soft and low like a secret just for you. you're rambling about something and he’s nodding along, totally smitten, but then your hair slips into your face mid-sentence. without saying a word, he reaches up, tucks it behind your ear with two fingers, knuckles grazing your cheek. “how am i supposed to listen when you keep hiding the prettiest face in the room?” your breath catches, heart doing cartwheels. god, he’s so unserious for you.

picks you up when you're tipsy

"okay, party’s over, sweetheart," heeseung chuckles, catching you mid-ramble. you blink up at him, as you sway a little, and before you can protest, he’s already scooping you up into his arms, bridal style. "hee, i can walk," you giggle, arms wrapping around his neck, and he smirks, eyes twinkling as he looks down at you. "yeah? sure looked like it when you almost hugged that potted plant back there." one hand warm against your thigh, the other secure around your back. "mm, you smell so nice," you murmur, cheek pressed to his shoulder. "that’s ‘cause you’re drunk and in love," he teases, "with me."

PARK JAY

buys you everything you want

“that’s cute,” you say absentmindedly, fingers brushing over a soft leather bag, and before you can even blink, jay’s already waving down a cashier. “babe—i didn’t mean i need it,” you laugh, but he just shrugs, that smug smile playing on his lips. “you said it’s cute, so it’s yours.” it’s the third bag on his arm and you’re starting to feel spoiled, but jay doesn’t bat an eye—he just intertwines your fingers with his, kissing the back of your hand like he’s in a movie. “anything else, princess?” he hums, pulling you closer by the waist. you roll your eyes, and he leans in to whisper, “don’t give me that look unless you want me to buy the store just to see you smile again.”

ties your shoelaces or straps your heels

“stand still, baby,” jay murmurs, already sinking to one knee before you can protest, fingers brushing your ankle as he reaches for the strap of your heel. you blink down at him, flustered, surrounded by the soft hum of music and party chatter, but all you can focus on is him—in a perfectly tailored suit, kneeling on the floor. “you’re gonna trip if this comes loose again,” he says, tightening the delicate buckle with such careful precision. “can’t have my pretty girl falling for anyone but me.”

SIM JAKE

always opens the car door

you barely make it down the steps before jake’s already jogging ahead, keys in hand, pulling open the car door with that boyish grin you can never resist. “after you, my love,” he says, giving a playful little bow like he’s your personal chauffeur and not your hopelessly smitten boyfriend. “jake, you really don’t have to do that every time,” you laugh, heart fluttering anyway, and he just shrugs, stepping closer to press a kiss to your forehead. “yes, i do. it’s the law. pretty girls don’t touch car handles.” his hand finds the small of your back as he helps you in. he closes the door gently behind you, then rounds to his side

brags about you to everyone

“look at my girlfriend,” jake grins, arm snug around your waist as he pulls you closer, “isn’t she literally the prettiest person alive?” you flush, but he just beams harder, nose nuzzling into your cheek. “don’t be shy, baby,” he whispers, “they need to know how lucky i am.” the boys groan in the background—sunghoon muttering something about jake being unbearable—but jake doesn’t care. “she’s smart, she’s funny, she’s mine,” he adds proudly, pressing a kiss to your temple before tilting your chin to look at him. “isn’t she just perfect?”

PARK SUNGHOON

remembers the little things you say

you’re curled up on the couch when sunghoon walks in, hair damp from practice and hoodie slightly askew, holding a small paper bag. “for you,” he mumbles, tossing it in your lap with that small smile he only gives you. you peek inside and gasp—your favorite pastries, the exact ones you mentioned craving days ago when you thought he wasn’t even listening. “you remembered?” you whispers and he shrugs, plopping down beside you. “’course i did, baby.” he teases, brushing your hair behind your ear.

carries your bags without being asked

“give me that, baby,” sunghoon says the second you try to lift your tote, already juggling three shopping bags in one hand. you pout, but he just arches a brow, lips twitching. “what kind of boyfriend lets his princess carry her own stuff?” before you can protest, he’s taken the tote off your shoulder and adjusted everything in his arms, even flexing a little just to make you laugh. his free hand finds yours, fingers intertwining easily as you walk down the street together. “i got you,” he murmurs, thumb rubbing soft circles on your knuckles,

KIM SUNOO

checks up on you through texts

your phone buzzes mid-afternoon, and when you check it, sunoo’s name lights up the screen with a message that makes you smile instantly—“angel, are you hydrated? :( have you eaten anything yet?”  you giggle, texting back a half-truth just so he doesn’t worry, but not even five minutes later, he shows up at your door with your favorite drink and snacks in hand. “you gotta take care of my precious girl,” he smiles. “because if you forget, then i’ll just have to remind you every hour.” he kisses your forehead like it’s instinct, like he was made to love you gently.

brings you flowers 

it’s a random tuesday, and you’re not expecting anything—until sunoo shows up at your door, holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers. “for my baby,” he grins, eyes crinkling as he hands them over like it’s the most normal thing in the world. “you looked like you needed a little pretty today.” you blink at him, heart flipping, and he just shrugs, stepping inside. “i saw them and thought of you,” he says as you bury your face in the blooms, trying not to cry. “you like them?” he asks softly, voice laced with hope. you nod, still stunned, and he smiles like he’s just won something.

YANG JUNGWON

lets you wear all his hoodies 

“you’re stealing another one?” jungwon laughs softly as you pull his hoodie over your head, the sleeves long on your arms. “baby, at this point i don’t even have any left.” you grin. “they’re just better on me,” you tease, and he just shakes his head, walking over to press a kiss to your cheek. “you’re lucky you’re cute,” he murmurs, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into his chest. “you know you don’t even have to ask, right? all my hoodies are yours.” “take all of them. take me, too, while you’re at it.” and you know he means it, the way his hands settle on your back, like he’d give you the whole world if you wanted it.

calls you when he’s out

you’re curled up in bed when your phone lights up with a call from jungwon, his contact photo flashing with that soft smile you love. “hi, baby,” he says the moment you pick up, voice warm despite the noise of the boys laughing in the background. “just wanted to hear your voice.” you smile instantly, heart melting. “aren’t you out with your members?” you ask, and he hums, “mmhm, but i missed you.” his tone drops, softer now, like it’s just the two of you. “did you eat? are you comfy? i’ll be home soon, okay?” you can hear sunoo teasing him in the distance but he just laughs. “i love you,” he adds quietly, “more than anything. just wait for me, baby.”

NISHIMURA RIKI

helps with your hair

“sit still, baby,” riki murmurs, fingers gentle as they work through your hair, the tip of his tongue peeking out in concentration. you’re sat between his legs on the floor while he braids your hair with ease like he’s done it a million times—which, honestly, he has. “how do you even know how to do this?” you mumble, and he grins, twisting the end of the braid before securing it. “two sisters, remember? plus, i like playing with your hair,” he shrugs, leaning forward to press a kiss to your temple. sometimes, when you’re getting ready, he’ll even curl it for you, holding the iron .“you look so pretty, angel,” he says. “not that you ever don’t. but still. i like being the one who gets you ready.”

buys your period cravings and snacks

“you know you could’ve just texted me,” you mumble, blinking at the pile of snacks and chocolate riki’s dumping onto your bed, a smug grin tugging at his lips. “where’s the fun in that, princess?” he says, leaning down to kiss your forehead, hands already pulling a heating pad out of the bag. “i practically wrestled an old lady for the last bag of your favorite chips. i deserve a medal.” you eye the suspiciously large bundle of pads and tampons he brought, raising a brow. “riki. what is all that?” he shrugs, cheeks a little pink. “i didn’t know which ones you liked so i just… bought the whole aisle. wings, no wings, overnight, ultra thin. it’s like a damn puzzle.” you laugh, and he slides into bed beside you, arms around your waist, murmuring, “anything for my girl.”

[wondersinwaynemanor]

let's pretend that this is the right timeline because what if Dick becomes Batman at the same time when Wally becomes The Flash?

let's also say that this is just like the Justice League animated series wherein the League members don't know each member's identities (except of course Bruce, he knows everybody).

how funny would it be if Dick and Wally are together and the rest of the League are confused because all of a sudden Batman and Flash are close like super close? i mean they have witnessed how Flash gets intimidated by Batman. now, that's not the case anymore.

during a meeting:

Hal, leaning to John during a League meeting, whispers: I'm not losing my mind, right?

John, whispers back: I think I know what you mean.

Hal: Why is Flash making heart eyes to Bats????

John: I know??? Flash doesn't even look him in the eyes before.

Hal: That's so odd, dude.

Batman glances at the two Green Lanterns which makes them shut up.

meanwhile, across the table, Martian Manhunter has a light smile on his lips and Superman covers his laugh with a cough.

-

at the cafeteria:

Ollie: Hey, Dinah. Have you noticed something unusual between Batman and Flash lately?

Dinah: It is quite unusual, huh? I was talking to Hawkgirl the other day and she said she saw Flash bridal carry Bats.

Ollie: What the actual fu-

Flash, approaches the couple's table with a big bowl of nachos on his hand: Hey, guys! Mind if I sit with you?

Ollie and Dinah give a knowing look at each other. a conversation they definitely will finish later.

-

during in an another planet mission:

Batman, after announcing everyone's partners for the mission:... And lastly, I will pair up with Flash in today's mission.

Flash grins widely, that has Arthur thinking his cheeks might be hurting after that.

Arthur: Yeah, yeah. At this point, we already know, Bats!

the Green Lanterns, along with Captain Marvel and Booster Gold, snicker at his comment.

Batman ignores Arthur's comment and the rest of the members scatter to their assigned locations.

Victor, who was paired with Arthur: Was gonna give that comment too.

Arthur: It's like they are inseparable all of a sudden.

Victor, shakes his head: Well, I have seen weirder things.

-

in the meeting hall:

Wonder Woman, pulls Batman in the corner of the room: Okay, that's enough. You are truly ignoring me. What is going on with you lately?

Batman: Did the rest of the League put you up to this?

Wonder Woman, has her hands on her hips: They didn't need to. So, tell me. And don't you ever lie to me, I can see right through you, Batman.

Batman, sighs: It's hard for me to explain. I can't-I can't tell you right now.

Wonder Woman: Hera! Now, Bru-Batman.

before Batman responses, the door of the meeting hall opens and in comes Robin with his katana. the conversations between the League members come to a stop as they stare at the young hero.

Robin, glances at everyone, before approaching Flash: I need help with an important matter.

Flash, smiles and ruffles Robin's hair, as if that's second nature: Of course, little dude.

Hal, stands up from his seat: THAT'S IT! Can somebody tell me what the hell is going on????

Ollie, stands up with him: Are we in another dimension that I don't know about?????

Dinah pulls Ollie down by his arm to make him sit again.

the rest of the League members start to converse against each other.

Superman, floats a bit from his seat: Why don't we all settle down? There's nothing to be alarmed about.

Robin, shakes his head: Tt. Absolute fools.

by the time Bruce and Barry are back:

-

Bruce, pinches the bridge of his nose: Chum, you could at least be discreet with Wally.

Dick: It's not my fault, B! I swear I was going to explain to Aunt Diana then Dami entered the room.

Damian: Tt. Don't blame me, Grayson. Why don't you lecture West on how to be more responsible? He left me on read when I asked help for my Science project.

Dick, sighs: And what about Timmy? He could have helped.

Damian: I don't want anything to do with Drake.

Bruce massages his temples as he feels a headache coming up.

-

Barry: Wally!!!!

Wally, zooms right in front of Barry: I couldn't help it, okay?? Dick is just irresistible.

Iris giggles as she prepares the table for dinner.

Barry, sighs: That's alright. I'll talk to Bats on how we can explain it to the team.

Wally, grins and sits down by the table: It was hard not to laugh at them. They were so confused.

Barry, chuckles: I'm sure Hal's expression was the funniest.

Wally, laughs: You have no idea, Uncle Barry.

[ttsblogg]

Date Night.

Drew Starkey x f!reader

a/n: drew has me like, “i beg your finest pardon.” the entire time in this fic.. so just a fair warning right now, there is smut in this fic. please read at your own discretion 😀 !MDNI! this is also my first smut fic, apologies if it’s not great.. that’s all, enjoy! - tt 🫧

“You look so good, baby.” Drew blurred out. He’d been admiring Y/n the entire night, as they were on their date tonight at their favorite place downtown L.A. Y/n looked up as she drank her wine, catching his eyes.

“Why thank you, baby.” She said giving him the sweet smile Drew loves. Drew stayed silent and kept moving his eyes from her face down to her neck to her chest. “My eyes are up here, sir.” Y/n said tilting her head at him. Drew chuckled at her comment. “Hmm.” He hummed tilting his head back at her. “I'm sorry. I’m just admiring one of my favorite pair of pillows.” He said. “Debating if I should cum on those or my other favorite pair.” Y/n nearly choked on her pasta. “Drew!” She yelled in whisper. Drew chuckled again and leaned back in his chair. “What? It's a very hard decision.” He said shrugging his shoulders. “You know what? I’ll leave that decision to you. I love when you tell me where to cum. It’s different every time.” he smirked, picking up his wine. Y/n felt her cheeks get warm. “Drew, please.” she said shaking her head. Drew loved seeing how shy she got when he talked ‘dirty’ to her, in a way he felt some pride knowing he was the only one that got to see her like this.

Their waiter approached their table before Drew could say anything else. “How are we doing guys? Can I get a check for you?” They asked. “Yeah, that would be great thank you.” Drew answered. A few moments later, the waiter returned with their bill. As Drew reached down his pocket to grab his wallet and started filling out the receipt, Y/n took this time to have a little fun too, maybe even have her own debate question herself. Feeling the shyness start to leave her body, she bit her lip thinking about what she wanted to do after they’d left the restaurant. Slowly, she moved one foot toward Drew, making contact with his leg under the table. She started moving her foot up and down his leg, teasing him. Drew looked up from the table, “Watch yourself.” He said, his voice was deep and raspy, like he was warning her. Y/n let out a chuckle, never ceasing her actions, like she wanted to taunt him, kind of like what he did to her. She knew what this would lead to, so she didn’t want to stop.

All of a sudden, Drew wrapped his hand around her ankle from under the table, making her stop. “Y/n, I’m not playing.” He said again with his deep voice. He’s getting closer. She thought to herself. Deciding to stop for the moment, she obeyed him and stopped. Shortly after the waiter gave Drew his card back, they both got up from their seat and made their way towards the exit doors. Drew kept his hand dangerously low on her back as they walked, keeping her close to him.

Like a true gentleman, when they got to Drew’s car, he opened the passenger door for Y/n and helped her get in safely before lightly shutting the door. Once he was situated in his seat, they started making their way back to Drew’s apartment. Y/n decided it was the perfect time to continue her little game. “So I did some thinking.” She spoke up. Drew placed his hand on her thigh, “mhm?” He hummed. “What about, baby?” He asked, glancing at her slightly before bringing his eyes back to the road. “About what you said earlier.” She said as they came to a red light. Drew furrowed his eyebrows at her signaling to be more specific. “About where you should cum.” She said looking at him with her signature innocent look on her face.

Drew chuckled with a smirk and began nodding his head, understanding her. “And what’s the verdict?” He asked rubbing her thigh. Y/n bit her lip before responding. “I think you should cum inside me.” She said. Drew paused for a second, then chuckled again. “You’re funny.” He said not taking her decision seriously. She leaned over bringing a hand up unbuttoning two buttons of his shirt. She started rubbing his upper exposed chest and whispered, “I’m serious, I wanna feel your warm cum in me.” Y/n can see drew clench his jaw. Oh we’re super close. She thought to herself again. “Babe, you’re playing a dangerous game right now, you know that?” He asked as pulling into the parking garage. “It’s a game I’m willing to play.” She said leaning back into her seat and unbuckled her seatbelt. She reached over to open her car door only to be stopped by Drew.

“Stay.” He said turning off the car and unbuckled his own seatbelt. He got out of the car and made his was way over to Y/n’s side and opened the door for her, making sure to grab a hold of her hand so that she got out safely. Without another word they both made their way inside the apartment building. As they walked through the lobby, Drew kept his hand on her back, guiding her towards the elevators.

Ding! The elevator doors opened, Drew let Y/n go in first, once he was inside he pressed the button to his floor. Without letting the doors close first, Drew couldn’t handle the tension anymore. He lightly pushed Y/n against the elevator wall, smashing his lips into hers. Y/n moaned at the contact. Drew felt her smile against his lips, he pulled away looking down at her lips. “This what you wanted?” He said gripping her hips, pressing himself on her letting her feel how hard he was. “Hmm? Getting me hard infront of the whole restaurant.” He reached down bundling up her long dress then pulled one of her legs up and wrapped it around him, slowly grinding himself on her. Y/n gasped at the contact, feeling herself getting wetter then before as Drew gripped her bare ass cheek in his hand while the other stayed firmly on her hip. He leaned again to kiss her again. Y/n reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer. Ding! They heard the elevator chimed again.

Drew pulled away from her as the elevator doors slowly started to open. Y/n quickly adjusted her dress, feeling her cheeks warm from how heated she was. She could feel herself pulse from the activities that just took place. Luckily no one was waiting for the elevator as they slowly walked out. She looked up at Drew as they made their way to his door, she couldn’t help but feel her legs get weak just by looking at him. His cheeks just as flushed as hers. They way he clenched his jaw, feeling her stare. When he reached into his pocket, Y/n looked down at the bulge in his pants, she nearly came at the sight.

As they reached his door, Y/n stepped in between him and his door, and started kissing his jaw to his neck. Her hand reached down and started palming his hard on. Drew paused his actions and groaned, placing a hand on the wall to steady himself. “So needy, baby. Couldn’t wait till we got inside?” He said reached a hand up and gripped her jaw pulling her head up to look at him. She bit her lip and shook her head. “How could I when you look this good.” She said. Drew let out a small laugh, “Oh you’re telling me.” He said giving her a peck. “Had to stop myself from taking you on the table at the restaurant.” He whispered, Y/n bit her lip, still palming him making him let a small moan. “Especially after that little stunt you pulled under that table.” He huffed. “Almost like you wanted me to lose it infront of everyone.” Y/n grinned at him. Loving this side of him. She loved antagonizing him.

“Such a bad girl, baby.” He whispered looking down as the way her hand rubbed him slowly. “Look at you, so desperate.” He placed his hand on top of hers, adding more force making him groan again. Y/n let out a chuckle. “But you love it.” She said. Drew looked back up making eye contact with her. There it is. She thought to herself. His eyes were dark and full of lust. “Oh, you’re in for it now.” He said then lifted her up on his shoulder making her giggle. “Drew!” She squealed. He unlocked the door with his keep bringing them inside his apartment. He quickly shut the door and walked over to the kitchen counter, placing Y/n on her feet against the counter.

Drew wasted no time putting his lips on hers, placing his hands on her ass bringing her close to him, making sure there was no space between them. Y/n already had her arms wrapped around his neck doing the same thing. She moaned into their kiss as he continued squeezing her. He started bundling up her dress with one hand and brought his other hand to her clothed pussy making her gasp into their kiss. “Oh fuck.” Drew groaned. “Acting all shy in public but look at you.” He pulled away from their kiss to look down at how she soaked up his fingers. “So wet n’ ready for me.” He said making her moan again. “Fuck Drew please.” She huffed. “What is it baby? Tell me what you want.” He whispered placing small pecks down her jaw to her neck. “I need you, right now.” She moaned.

Drew lifted her dress over her head and turned her around, lightly pushing her down so she leaned her stomach on the counter top. He paused at the sight, moving forward so his hips met hers. “So fucking gorgeous.” He whispered lightly slapping her ass. He loved the way she moved her hips side to side. So needy. He thought to himself. She started grinding herself on him trying to find some relief. Drew started unbuttoning his shirt, letting her continue her actions. That was until her saw her reached a hand down to touch herself through her panties. He reached under to grab her wrist to stop her. “Don’t.” He said in a firm voice. She placed her hands on the counter top and looked back at him. “M’taken too long.” She said. Drew grinned at her. “You want it?” He said antagonizing her. She nodded. “M’okay, but you’re going to take it then.” He said unbuckling belt. “Better not try to pull away when you can’t handle it anymore.” He said pulling down his pants along with his boxers, letting his hard swollen cock spring out. “You asked for it.” He said before pulling her panties to the side.

Y/n leaned back down on the counter, keeping her hands on top to steady herself. Drew rubbed the tip of his cock on her slit causing Y/n to gasp at the contact. Slowly he started inserting himself in her. Drew can feel her clench around him as she took him in completely. “Oh fuck.” Y/n moaned. Without letting her adjust to him, he started pounding into her.

All you could hear were the sounds of skin slapping against each other along with moans and groans echoing in Drew’s apartment. “So fucking wet, baby.” Drew looked down to see his cock completely glazed every time he’d pull out. “You like when I talk to you this why?” He groaned. Y/n moaned in response, unable to come up with words. All she could think about was the way his cock filled her up. The way he was starting to hit her spot. “Hm? Got you all worked up, you can’t answer me?” He asked. Still thrusting himself into her, he pulled her up so her back met his chest. She hooked her arm around his neck and turned her head to look up at him. “What’s up, baby? Can’t take it?” He asked looking at her face. It was filled with so much pleasure. They way her mouth curved into a smile, trying to respond but would be replaced with a moan. “M’fuck Drew, I’m gonna cum.” She finally let out. She moved back down to the counter, placing one arm on top for leverage and her other hand holding Drew’s wrist, feeling herself reaching her climax.

“Yeah? Cum for me, baby. C’mon.” He said pounding harder into her. Y/n felt the knot in her stomach quickly come undone as she started cuming. “F-fuck.” She moaned, gripping his wrist harder. Barely recovering from her ending point, all of a sudden drew pulled out of her and turned her around to pick her up and carried her to his sofa. “Not done with you yet.” Drew said laying her down on the couch and immediately inserting himself in her. Y/n gasped, “f-fu-too much Drew.” She groaned as he starting thrusting into her again. Drew placed one of her legs over his shoulder, giving him access to go deeper and leaned down to meet her gaze, “I told you, you were going to take it baby.” He whispered, giving her peck. “Said you wanted to play right?” He said giving her kisses down her neck to her chest. The only response he got from her were moans that echoed throughout the apartment.

He began sucking on her breast, giving them the attention they’ve been craving and brought a hand down to her pussy rubbing her clit. Y/n arched her back. “Ohh g-god, babyy.” She moaned loudly lacing her fingers in between Drew’s hair while her other hand clawed at his bicep. “M’could feel you clenching, baby. You’re so close.” He smirked sitting back up on his knees. “Fuck yes.” She managed to say holding herself up by her elbows and looked down where their bodies connected. Drew’s smirk never left his face as he slowly watched her come undone. “Oh my god. I'm c-cumming.” She moaned leaned back down with her back arched. She brought a hand down to Drew’s wrist trying to stop him from rubbing her sensitive clit. He removed her hand, placing it on her stomach. "Just like that baby, coat my fucking cock." He moaned as she came, her legs shook in the process. Drew leaned down again taking her lips in his. She let out a satified moan as they continued kissing.

Without pulling out of her, he grabbed a hold of her arms bringing her up with him. She furrowed her eyebrows at him making Drew smirk. "Ride me." he said leaning himself on the couch setting her on top of him. Y/n huffed with faint smile. "I can't." she said honestly. Drew leaned up capturing her lips again. "Thought you wanted to play, baby." he said before leaning back against the couch. "I'll help you if you can't anymore, c'mon." he said moving his hips up against hers. He's going to be the death if me. Y/n thought to herself. She leaned into Drew placing her hands on chest and shoulders for leverage as she started rocking her hips against his.

Drew let out a low moan as she continued grinding on him. He reached up and cupped one of her breast, leaning into her, he took the other breast in his mouth, sucking on her nipple. Y/n moaned placing her hands on his knees, arching her back slightly, giving Drew more access. She started moving in a up and down motion now, feeling the same knot again for the third time. "F-fuck, baby." She moaned placing a hand on her pussy as it started to feel warm from how much it was being penetrated. "You got it, baby. Doing so good." He said encouraged her holding her up from her hips, trying to relieve some of the tension on her thighs. "Taking me in so good." He said feeling the way she started clenching around him again. Drew could feel himself start to reach his ending point too. "Fuckk, come here." He said pulling her into his chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck, placing her head on his shoulder. Drew wrapped an arm around her waist while the other held her up by her hip and started thrusting upwards in fast motion. "Oh my-yes, baby. Right there." Y/n moaned into his ear, unwrapping her arms from his neck and squeezed his shoulders. "Yeah? You like that, baby?" he groaned. " Yes-oh my-." She couldn’t finish her sentence. Drew already knew what she was going to say as she started clenching him harder. "Cum, baby. C'mon you got it." he said looking up at her face. He loved watching the way she came undone. He loved the way she'd arch her back with her mouth wide open, staying silent for a moment before moaning loudly as she came. Y/n gasped as she felt herself cum all over his cock again for the third time. She knew Drew was close to cumming too so with small strength she had left she started rocking her hips on him again, faster than earlier. Drew moaned gripping her hips tighter. "Ahh fuck." he groaned. "Cum in me, baby." Y/n moaned placing a hand on his jaw. Drew locked eyes with her. "F-fuck. You mean it?" he asked. Y/n smirked, "Yes, Drew. I want to feel your cum, please." She said.

Drew gripped her hips again making her grind on him even faster. It didn’t take long for him to cum in her. "Oh fuck, baby." he moaned with his eyes closed shut. He held her hips down, stopping her from moving as he shot up in her. Y/n sighed with a smile loving the feeling of his warm cum inside her.

Drew finally opened his eyes after a couple seconds, seeing the satisfied smile on Y/n's face. "That what you wanted?" He asked leaning up to kiss her. Y/n moaned against his lips. "Yes." She answered. Drew smirked. "Such a dirty girl, wanting me to cum inside you." he said leaning back down on the couch admiring the way she looked on top of him. Y/n gave him a tired smile as they locked eyes for a moment. "So fucking pretty." he added rubbing his hands on her sore thighs.

Y/n looked down noticing her panties were still on. She chuckled. “You could’ve at least taken off my underwear you know.” She said. “There was no time. Gettin’ me all worked up, faster this way.” He said. “Plus looks hotter.” He smirked. Y/n chuckled at his response. “Such a freak, babe.” She said leaning her head on his chest. “Says the one that wanted me to cum inside her.” He said. Y/n lightly smacked his chest. “Take me upstairs.” She chuckled. Drew gladly wrapped her legs around his waist and started making his way up the stairs to his room. “Round 4 in the shower?” He asked. “Alright relax, Joseph.” She said making Drew laugh.

“Well… maybe.” She said.

[no1blacksapphirefan]

Henlooo! I’m a new anon and this is a first time request of mine. I read your Self-Aware AU of the cookies being worried that the player was gone for a day or two— but what if its far longer than that? Like, due to storage or their device got broken/lost, if you want to touch something much darker than that then its up-to you! (I’m an angsty person today, I’m sorry TvT)

I asked cause: I’m soo up to date with information from CR:K but I genuinely can’t play it because of my storage. Last time I played was about 3-5 years ago— SO LONG I KNOW so the idea that they’re self-aware made me sad that I can’t play until I get a better device for the game 💔

And, if you do write this request, I will say thank you so much! I loovveee your Black Sapphire, Pure Vanilla and Shadow Milk portrayals— I sometimes even read White Lily’s but I think of those once as a sibling thing, hehe. Anywho! I hope you’re doing amazing and I hope this isn’t a big ask TT

-🐆🍊(May I take these emojis?)

Course you can take those emojis :33

I'm glad you all like my work ^^ For me as I keep leaving and coming back to CRK (mainly cuz of storage as well) it is a bit entertaining. It's even funnier cuz the reason I joined again most recently was Black Sapphire and I was gonna delete the game again once I got him. But ended up staying, kinda funny to think about how the cookies would think if I did go through and delete after getting him.

Pure Vanilla Oh? Oh! Oh my witches you're back?? It's been- actually he doesn't want to think about it. He missed you so much, you've been gone for years. He knows you don't realise but seeing you again makes him so much happy. Perhaps you've changed your looks? Or you stayed the same about, doesn't matter to him. He thinks you look just as pretty as when he first met you...well when he first learnt he was in a game and saw who has been controlling everything.

Dark Cacao He acts as if he doesn't care, he does. And it's not that he isn't relieved to see that you're okay, he just...doesn't know how to express it. He wants to show you he's so happy to see you again. He just can't right now, but the other cookies can tell he's less tense than he was when you left all those time ago. You seem fine, and that's what matters (unless you joined back when sick/injured, then he's gonna worry a lot)

HollyBerry She's planned for this day!! Yet, when she finally sees you again after all this time, the plans she had in her head to make sure your welcome back was warm and filled with delight (yet still keeping it a secret she knows, she doesn't want to freak you out and delete the game again, she just got you back!) just go missing in her brain. Forgotten almost, it truly has been a long time, and despite all the planning. Just seeing you here and okay is enough to make her forget. (She'll remember when you log off for the day and quickly make her preparations before you log in again.

Clotted Cream He didn't notice at first, I mean. He couldn't shake off the feeling that something important happened but he brushed it off. That is until Financier cookie came in and informed him. Pausing for a bit he quickly put down his things to go see you, go back to the kingdom you've created and sure enough you were there. Humming to yourself as you figured out what new things have been added since you left. As if you haven't left. He is a tiny bit salty you seem care-free, but he knows you likely had your reasons, plus you wouldn't have known how much your disappearance affected him. Besides, he doesn't know the reason why you had to leave, so he doesn't hold it against you.

Lilac Cookie He stays calm upon your arrival, even when you log off. He keeps his feelings of joy and relief inside. Truly he's happy to see you again, it doesn't matter if you likely won't use him again because, as far as he recalls, he isn't exactly the best for most things in the game currently. He doesn't mind, you could dislike him for all he cares, but he still cares about you. And seeing you (hopefully) healthy and happy makes him more calmer then he was before, he won't admit it but your disappearance made him just a tiny bit uneasy, especially if he never heard you state your reasoning. He's willing to wait, even if you leave again and come back for double the time you left previously. He'll be waiting, patiently.

[witherby]

I need a whole (ish (however much you want)) fic of cy and mouse now (if you wanna ofc) 🥹

Maybe like what him babysitting or a day spent tgth would look like

🧃

I can't do a fic, but I can do a lil drabble!

The Littlest Wayne: Cousin Cyborg

Anytime the bat family is occupied, in or out of costume, and it's either not safe to keep Flittermouse in the watchtower or they don't wanna be up there, they call Cyborg. He could be in the middle of any important event, from watching a championship game to getting ready for a date, but he'll drop it to go pick you up.

"M'n'M!" He exclaims every time he picks you up. "You eat yet?"

"I ate," you reply every time, grinning, "and it's Mousey."

"That's what I said: Muppet."

"Mousey."

"Mickey."

"Mousey!"

"Yeah, Mickey Mouse, I just said that."

You always groan and roll your eyes and flop against him dramatically, but you're both grinning.

The first thing Cyborg does is throw some options at you. Bruce gave him one of his unlimited cards to treat you and himself however he chooses, so he'll usually ask "Inside Activity or Outside Activity?" unless he's told you have to stay inside for safety. Based on what you pick, you get further options from there, then spend the next several hours having a fuckin' Blast together.

Trampoline parks. Ice skating. Escape rooms. Scary movie marathons. Board games galore. Hell, once you asked if you could watch him do maintenance on his robotic parts and just sat together and did that for a couple hours. Cyborg knows you live in a family that's pretty used to the grittier side of life — and he is, too — but there are so many more beautiful things outweighing the bad that you have to take time to focus on that whenever you can. He does his best not to let you be sad if you miss your family, or distracts you from any stressors from school.

You're also just fun to talk to. Cyborg invented a game for you two to play called "Tell Me About It." One of you will sink down onto a piece of furniture like a couch or chair and groan like you've got the entire world on your shoulders. Then you'll look at the other player and lift both your eyebrows and quirk your mouth to the side to indicate the start of the game.

"What's up?" The other person will prompt.

"You're never gonna believe this: Doritos are turning people bald."

And the other player will say "oh, tell me about it!" and have to take that and proceed to go on a whole tangent about it as though it were a real thing, and like they have extensive knowledge on that imaginary topic.

All in all, when Cyborg babysits, you know you're in for a great time. You guys are best friends for real. When you first call him Cousin Cyborg he cries a little. You have matching Crocs and friendship bracelets.

You also ruthlessly make fun of each other.

"Whattup, it's your favorite babysitter —"

"No way, Uncle J'onn! I'm so happy to see you!"

"Tt. You almost said something funny, Rat."

"It's Mouse to you, Baldy."

"That was low. Just like your height."

"I can go lower. Like your credit score."

"How'd you get my credit score!?!"

[thewertsearch]

GG: Sometimes your sense of humor seems more impenetrably advanced than your robotics. I'll never understand this tapestry of irony you weave. GG: Maybe I'm just stuck in the dark ages of pranksterism with my funny mustaches corny old joke book. […] TT: We come from different traditions. Someone needs to keep that racist southern asshole's legacy alive. TT: There's dignity in taking up the work of our familial predecessors, even if what they did was insanely fucking stupid. GG: Is that a note of bitterness directed at your superstar brother I am detecting?

Lest we forget, Dave managed to turn Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff into a movie, this time around.

...hey, wait a second. In the original timeline, Dave Prime was inspired to make SBaHJ after a conversation with Terezi - one that can't possibly have happened on this iteration of Earth. Is Guardian Dave's knowledge of the comic another example of inter-self memory bleed?

TT: I've also told you he isn't my real bro even though I call him that. We're related through an esoteric process of genetic reamalgamation.

Lil' Bro knows about the Veil, a piece of Sburb lore that even Jake - who truly believes Jade is his grandmother - isn't privy to. I suspect he's getting some of his intel from Roxy, who has access to a copious amount of lore via her Seer mother.

The Sufferer, as far as I can tell, was capable of directly accessing the memories of his pre-Scratch self. If Guardian Rose's Seer abilities are analogous to his, then she theoretically has access to all the information that our protagonists do, via Rose Prime's perspective.

...come to think of it, there's no reason why she wouldn't be able to read the memories of an older Rose Prime, from later sections of the comic. Guardian Rose might just be one of the most clued-in characters in the entire setting.

GG: I dunno. Call me a simpleton, but I just like funny jokes. TT: Can't fool me. You take your shit as serious as I do. TT: And if I wasn't serious about it, I wouldn't have made you that rabbit. Then where the hell would you be? GG: Well, aside from thousands of dollars in corpse-repair richer, I can't say. TT: Has he been sleeping in the old man hollow again? Shit, that's adorable. GG: I can think of cuter places for him to sleep, frankly! TT: Yeah, bullshit. TT: He's just being instinctive. In the wild, he would gut a carcass and sleep inside for warmth, as well as to secure tactical advantage for ambushing would-be scavengers. GG: Oh, please.

I actually really like the dynamic between these two; they play off each other excellently, and it's the most comfortable conversation we've seen between any of the B2 kids thus far.

Their relationship has a lot in common with the John/Rose friendship - but Bro's noticeably less serious than Rose, and Jane's just a little bit spikier than John. There's synergy here.

GG: Anyway, property damage and desecration to cherished elders aside, Mr. Bear has been a lovely addition to the family. TT: You haven't renamed him yet? […] TT: You've got to fucking rename him. Or change him to a girl if you want. That was important.

That's extremely important. Take it from me.

[an-gothamite-aka-zannalial]

If Damian had normal friends and his family still thought he hadn't made any friends after Jon then this would be funny

Dick: Little bird what are you going to do during this summer, because this time it seems like no one can be with you

Damian: You don't need to worry, Grayson. I already have an appointment with my friends to paint on the str- Our club

Dick: I know you want to be with Jon baby bird but he still seems busy being Superman

Damian: I don't mean Kent grayson, I mean my school friend

Dick: You finally have a friend. Dami, you're not making an excuse to sneak out and almost die again, right?

Damian: No. I've been with them since the beginning of high school

Dick: okay ok whatever you said. Just don't look for Jon he's on a space mission

Damian: tt

Jason: You better not do anything strange when we are not watching you

Damian: Why are you all the same, thinking that I will do something. All I want to do is play with my friends

Jason: Until the end of the day you won't be able to make me believe you have friends other than your imaginary friend demon spawn

Damian: Whatever you think Todd

Duke: I have a suggestion for what you can do on your Summer this time, just because we're gone you-

Damian: You too . Why is everyone like this

Duke:

Damian: Thomas would you believe me if I said I had school friends

Duke: Not really it sounds a bit strange

Damian: I'm done. You'll know I have friends before Todd wants to propose Harper

Cass and Steph: So did you say you have friends

Damian: yes

Steph: Then prove it kid

Damian: *Lost his phone because it fell in a paint bucket. Wait some time

Cass: I think it's okay if baby brother has an imaginary friend, let him move on by himself

Damian: tt I hate you all

Bruce: Son, you're not planning anything, are you? Cause you've been acting strange lately

Damian: *Plan to paint a giant Graffiti that says " fuck the batfam " and go party night and try cigarettes

Damian: no

Alfred: When do you want to bring your friends to manor master Damian

Damian: When my giant Graffiti is finished pennyworth

Alfred: I will allow it but make sure you don't get hurt, sir

Damian: of course

[bad268]

hi can u do a paul aron x reader fic where she is like max fewtrell sister and like for a video on yt there react to the readers tiktoks where she has been slowly soft lauching her relationship with paul i hoped that makes sense can lando also be there reacting to the tts too she then later confrims she dating paul

smau/irl

TikTok Secrets (Paul Aron X Fewtrell! Reader)

Fandom: RPF/F2/F3

Requested: Clearly (I love this so much, side note, I'm open to writing for Max Fewtrell now)

Warnings: sexual inuendos ig

POV: Second Person (You/your/They/them)

W.C. 1427

Summary: A quadrant video unearths a secret crush (at least, to Max it was a secret)

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

~~(^Pinterest)

Max thought this was an interesting idea. He knew you were always on TikTok, and as a member of Gen-Z, you were bound to have some questionable videos in your likes. He had mentioned the idea briefly to Lando, but then Lando agreed it would be funny to go through your liked TikTok videos for a Quadrant video. 

You showed up in the studio clueless since he didn’t tell you what the video was before this. You just handed your phone to Lando because that’s what you always did. Lando or someone behind the camera would take everyone’s phones out of the room, so there would be no interruptions. It was something that didn’t make you bat an eye.

“Hello everyone, and welcome back to another Quadrant video,” Max started off. “We have my sibling here, and today, we will be going through their TikTok liked videos.”

“Wait, Max, no,” You tried to protest as Lando handed the phone to Max. It was times like this when you regretted not having a stronger password on your phone. “I never agreed to this!”

“It’s not like you have anything to hide, eh?” Max teased as he opened your TikTok immediately and went to your liked videos. Thankfully, nothing super questionable played out when the app first loaded up. “See? This is normal Gen-Z humor stuff.”

You had been on a brain rot cycle that morning, so most of your recent liked videos were super random. The recording went on with casual and chaotic banter between you and Max, with Lando chiming in from time to time again from behind the camera. All was well until Max reached the section of videos you didn’t want him to see. The edits.

“Woah, does my sibling have a crush on a certain F2 driver?” Max teased as he watched the seemingly never-ending Paul Aron edits in your liked videos. “I thought this was a joke, but this is a little excessive, don’t you think?”

“Max, cut it out, please,” You pleaded as you tried to grab your phone. “I’m begging, cut this out.”

“Tell me, and I’ll cut it out of the video,” Max replied as he set your phone down but kept it out of your reach. 

“Cut the cameras now, and I’ll spill,” You countered, and Max nodded, gesturing to Lando to stop the recording. “Maybe I have a crush.”

“My little sibling has their first crush!” Max gushed as he squished your face between his hands. “You’re all grown up now! Stop it.”

“I can’t really just stop,” You chuckled, pushing his hands away from you. “I’m almost 20 now, Max. I’m more than grown up.”

“You’ll always be my little sibling, and that’s final,” Max joked. “So, do you need me to set you up with Paul?”

“You don’t even know Paul,” You chuckled in disbelief. This was not how you thought he was going to react, but you’re not complaining yet. 

“I’m more in the motorsport world than you are,” Max pointed out, “And by association, I’m closer to him than you. Let me set you two up.”

“Fine, if you want,” You relented, rolling your eyes. “Can we wrap this video up now? I’d like to go back onto my brain rot streak.”

“You Gen-Zers,” Max muttered, shaking his head.

“You are Gen-Z too, technically,” You teased, using this time to snatch your phone. “Now, let’s end this video.”

“Fine,” Max groaned before gesturing to Lando to resume filming, “Well, that does it for this video. We’ll see you next time!”

~

~

“Y/n, explain now,” Max pressed as soon as you answered his call. You were lying in bed with Paul at the hotel since it was the start of the race weekend, and his call woke you both up. If he was going to start your day like this, you weren’t going to be nice about it.

“What ever happened to “hello”, “good morning”, “how are you”, “what are you doing”, or y’know, any conversation starter?” You dragged out as you put the phone on speaker and laid your head back against Paul’s chest.

“Hello, good morning, how are you? What are you doing? When were you gonna tell me you were already dating Paul?” Max rushed, getting progressively louder as his sentence went on.

“Hello to you too. I’m doing well other than you woke us up at the ass-crack of dawn-”

“What do you mean “us”? Is he with you right now?” Max cut you off.

“Yes, now, if I can continue,” You cut back in with a sharp tone, “We were asleep, and you woke us up at the ass-crack of dawn. Do time zones mean nothing to you?”

“How was I supposed to know you were with him?” Max defended, almost completely forgetting his original point of the call.

“I told you I was going out of England for work,” You explained. “I said I was going to Qatar for work. I literally texted this to you yesterday.”

“You work with Paul? Since when?” Max questioned.

“Since I realized I can work remotely. Graphic design can be done from anywhere. I just decided this week it’s being done in Qatar,” You justified, looking up at Paul, who was trying his hardest not to laugh. “Was there a point to this, or can we go back to sleep? We had a long night.”

“Don’t fucking tell me what you did last night!” Max screamed into the phone, and both of you started laughing out loud. “Don’t laugh at this! I don’t wanna know what my youngest sibling does with the boyfriend I didn’t know they had! You’re just a baby!”

“One, I’m not a baby. Two, our flight got delayed, and we didn’t get to our hotel until about 2 this morning. We’re too tired to do anything but sleep, Max,” You deadpanned once you calmed your laughs. 

“I at least would’ve expected you to tell me before you posted it,”  Max complained.

“Would you like to know how long before we announce that?” Paul chipped in.

“I don’t wanna hear anything from you,” Max snapped before completely changing his tone, “Y/n, how long have you been with Paul?”

“About 9 months,” You chuckled at his quick switch. “We wanted to make sure we were strong before letting everyone in, and you were included in that. Sorry, bro.”

“Do not “sorry, bro” me like that’s gonna fix this,” Max complained, knowing you always pulled this whenever you wanted to sweep something under the rug. “It’s not gonna work on me.”

“Sorry, bro,” You said again with a smirk, “I’ll call Mum and tell her how much you hate me. I’m sorry, bro. I didn’t mean to make you feel left out.”

“No, I was just a little hurt. It’s fine,” Max comforted, feeling bad that he made you feel upset. Despite his original anger towards the situation, he hated making you feel bad. Call it a big brother thing, but he feels bad whenever he’s the reason behind your pain.

“So you’re not mad at me?” You pouted even though he couldn’t see you, but Paul could. He knew you were using your younger sibling power to get your way.

“No, I can’t be mad at you,” Max comforted, “I can understand where you two are coming from, so I’m not upset about it.”

“Good, we’re going back to sleep now then,” Your tone switched back to its usual peppy style, “I’ll call you later this weekend or something. And don’t worry, we’ll be safe, promise.”

You didn’t give him the chance to say anything as you ended the call and put your phone on Do Not Disturb. You moved it back to the bedside table as you got comfortable in Paul’s arms again.

“You know you gave him a heart attack, right?” Paul chuckled lightly as he wrapped his arms around your shoulders, pulling you to be practically on top of him.

“That’s my job as the younger sibling,” You replied sleepily as you got your head comfortable against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. “You do the same thing to Ralf, so don’t even start.”

Almost on cue, Paul’s phone started ringing. Who was calling? Ralf.

~~~~~

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[junespriince]

Wally, pissed: B, what the hell. I called you last night for some help and you ignored my calls! I had to ask Rayner's bitch ass to help me, what was so important my calls weren't?

Bruce: you didn't need me, your villains are childs play compared to mine, just needed to stop being lazy and relying on others to help you out.

Wally, eye twitches in my villains ain't child's play: okay, okay, so did you need help with your villains?

Bruce: psh, you wouldn't last a minute in Gotham against mine. I don't need someone I have to carry out of there.

Wally, slams fist on table that scared Clark: bullshit! You let children fight along side you, it can't be that hard.

Bruce: whatever, Allen never had an issue he couldn't solve.

Wally: because he had HAL! you moron!

Bruce: I'm not a mor—

Diana: enough! Settle this like adults or like men.

Wally: fine. I want to be a Gotham villain for a week, if you can defeat me I'll shut my mouth up and never complain about this again.

Bruce, has a file on how to defeat Barry: deal.

Two weeks later

Bruce, on a building with his head in his hands: how is he that good! I have a file on how to neutralize him!

Dick: that's on Barry... You do know speedster are different from one another.

Bruce: they are!? How!?

Dick: Wally can go through walls. Barry can. That's one difference.

Jason: and apparently he can make damn good pipe bombs, can I add him to the outlaws I need a good pipe bomber for the team.

Bruce: this is a nightmare!

Tim: could be worse, at least he's not destroying anything valuable and he's protecting citizens.

Stephanie: and his suit is serving cunt, get the penguin let him see what drip is.

Duke, yelling out: yo Walls! I'd love a hamburger!

Wally, zips in: here ya go bud. *Leaves*

Duke: god, can he stay, he so convenient.

Bruce: No!

Kate: boooo pussy baby man.

Damian: he can blow up stuff but I stab one person I'm ground for six weeks.

Dick: because stabbing the mailman because you think he's an intruder.

Damian: he looked sus! Chat defend me!

Barbara: chat says no stabbing.

Damian: tt.

Bruce, to Dick: how do I stop him! You have a file on him, tell me!

Dick: no, I won't. There's finally a hot redhead villain now, and I'm going to pull a you real quick and flirt with the sexy villain, bye! *Leaves*

Bruce: noooooo, you were my son! Diana gonna laugh at me!

Jason: auntie gonna laugh at you? Shit let me help make this more of a problem for ya.

Bruce: betrayal!!

Cass: betrayal, maybe but it funny.

Wally, on a megaphone: do you YIELD Batman.

Bruce, and his ego: NEVER!

Continue on for two years

[tttt06]

Sex Can't Solve Everything

IdolEnhypen x Blackreader

Request are open! I reply quickly. Masterlist here

Synopsis~ Enhypen's reaction to you trying to cope by having sex with them.

Warnings~ Sexual comfort, fluff, conscious toxic relationships, alludes to ab*se, fights, angst, mentions of death of a close friend, mentions of depression, I didn't really describe the reader, so she's normal and able bodied. I just didn't give her features.

Word Count~ 3k

Heeseung

You and Heeseung had a long day. You came back from the funeral of a close friend. 

They were someone you've been friends with since childhood. She died tragically in a traffic accident, and you've been hurt.

Hee noticed the way your eyes darkened. 

The way you've gotten quieter.

You aren't the same because she's gone. How could she leave you in the cruel world like that?

Heeseung moved out of the kitchen to pass you a chopsticks. You weren't going to eat the ramen he made you anyway. You were too in your head.

Heeseung softly kissed your head and asked, "You doing okay?"

You blinked, eyes dry from the tears you've cried today.

You still smelled like Chloe's mom. 

You just laughed, "Yeah, I'll be okay."

Heeseung gave you a comforting smile. "I'm here if you want to talk."

You shook your head, "I'm okay."

He looked over your face. Mascara was running down your face. Your eyes were beat red. You didn't even do your edges today. That was an essential part of your day.

Hee just cupped your face and kissed your forehead. You pulled his face down to press into your lips. 

"Hmm."

You were shoving your tongue into his mouth. You jumped, and he caught you. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he walked to the couch.

He sat down as he tried to catch your rapid kisses.

They were hungry and passionate.

You bit his lip, and he pulled away, "Slow down."

You said, "m, m."

Your grip on him strengthened as you started to grind against his boner. 

The memories of Chloe and you rushed to your head, and the only thing you could do was sob.

Heeseung pulled away when he felt you crying. His eyebrows furrowed with worry. 

He cupped your face, "What's wrong?" You sobbed, "I miss her."

Heeseung pulled you into a hug. "I know you do, and as much as I love having sex with you, that's not how we solve things. Sex is a way to show you how much I love you, not this."

You cried, "I don't know what else to do." He sighed as he listened to your cries, "I miss Chloe!"

Heeseung rocked you until you fell asleep. 

It was a rollercoaster of emotions for him. He knew it would be a difficult chapter for the two of you, and he was willing to work through it.

He put you to bed and ate your bowl of ramen. 

He sat there and thought about how to help you.

Jay

Winter was here. The time of year when you often disappeared. You'd stop texting back, coming over, and spending time.

Jay knew it was seasonal depression. You were unhappy during wintertime, and he knew it wasn't your fault.

After about nine hours of practice, he came to your apartment. 

You were there, cuddled on your couch, reading. A blanket was on your lap. The blanket had Jay's face plastered on it. You bought it as a joke.

You were so funny to him. The things you'd do as a joke always made him laugh.

You saw him and smiled. "Oh hey. You came over."

Jay said carefully, "I haven't seen you in over a week, and you stopped responding to my messages."

You pouted while looking at your phone, "I'm sorry."

He shook his head, "It's okay. I understand. I just came to check in. I could head out if you want."

You stood up quickly, "No, no. Stay."

You walked closer to Jay. His breath was warm on your face. You cupped his cheek and kissed him softly.

Jay relaxed as he tilted his head. He kissed you just as passionately as you.

His hands traveled to your waist, and he pulled you closer. You walked him to the bedroom and kicked the door behind you closed.

After pushing Jay on the bed, you looked at his face. 

He looked so confused.

You furrowed your eyebrows and leaned back for another kiss, but Jay jerked away.

"Why are you crying?"

You touched your face as you realized. "I am?"

Jay let you climb into his lap as you said, "I don't know. Now I feel really sad."

You felt yourself start to cry as Jay hugged you. "It's okay, babe."

You hiccuped, "I wanted *hic* to stop thinking *hic* about my problems."

Jay laughed at your hiccups as he said, "That's understandable. But there's another way to do that."

Jay rubbed calm circles on your back. That only made you cry more. Jay has been so understanding. 

Your crash-out boyfriend was the sweetest. You loved Jay, but you only ever felt nothing or sadness.

"Jay, I want to feel something. Please."

You rocked on his hips. Jay can't resist you. Still, he deflected, "No. We can watch a movie together."

You asked, "Why? Why can't you?"

Jay sighed. He pulled you down with him as he plopped on the bed. 

"It'll come to a point where sex isn't about love anymore."

You couldn't respond. Jay was right. 

You listened to him. You cuddled close to him and turned on the TV.

Jay was a sweet guy. He ignored your messy room, dirty kitchen, texts, and angry blow-ups because he loved you.

Jake

Someone from your past was coming out of jail. You're the one who put your ex-boyfriend there, and it was stressing you out.

DJ (Your ex-boyfriend) hurt you. 

He hurt you in and out of the relationship. He manipulated you, cheated, and left you alone on the street.

Jake found you. Jake helped you get better. 

Jake was with you when you found out the news. You were sitting on the bed, watching Bluey.

Two grown adults were watching Bluey because the show was good as fuck.

You sighed as your phone rang. Jake was biting his lip as he looked at you. You answered it, "Detective Seo? Nice to hear from you."

Seo sighed. "Yes, I wish under better circumstances. Sadly, I have bad news."

You furrowed your eyebrows. Jake carefully watched your face, "What's wrong?"

Seo said, "DJ... he's out."

You jolted, "What? Where?"

You were frantically running around your apartment as you started to pack, "We have him on an ankle monitor. He's in the States. He's not allowed to leave the country. Don't worry. Witness protection found you a safe place in Korea."

Jake ran after you as he watched you throw things in the luggage.

You knew everything you needed to run.

"I'm getting a ticket to a different country."

Jake and Detective Seo both said, "What?"

Detective Seo said, "Stay there. Please. Your best hidden there."

Detective Seo hung up, and you were stuck. All you could do was cry as the tears streamed down your face.

Jake is quick to hug you to make you feel better.

The problem is, there is no feeling better.

You kissed Jake. Then you started making out. It was slow and comforting. You didn't want that, though.

You wanted him to be rough tonight. 

You were biting his lip and touching up his abs. Jake pulled back to quickly say, "Slow down."

You didn't listen.

You unbuckled his pants and were ready to give him head. When you looked at his dick, he was only half hard.

You looked up at Jake.

His eyes were filled with confusion and vulnerability.

Jake shuddered as he asked, "What are you doing?"

You moved away from his pants. Your head hung low as you tried to explain.

You wanted to what? Use Jake's body as a distraction? You're no better than the man who's free and dangerous. The man you spent years hiding from.

You changed your house, name, and lifestyle. You deleted all social media and tried to move on.

Now, you're forcing yourself on Jake to distract from your problems.

You felt tears welling up again, "I-i'm so sorry."

Jake shook his head and cupped your cheeks, "It's okay."

You cried, "No, it's not."

You pulled away from his embrace. You felt like you didn't deserve it.

You know how susceptible Jake is to sex. He wouldn't have stopped you.

"I'm a horrible person."

Jake watched as you walked out of the bedroom.

It wasn't until hours later that he'd sit next to you quietly. He rubs your back and asks, "Is this about your ex?"

You nodded, "He's out of prison."

Jake's breath was heavy as he tried to wrap his head around how you might be feeling.

"Baby. You can use me however you need to make yourself feel better."

You shook your head, "Sex should be for love."

Jake smiled, "I love you so much, I'm letting you use me."

You looked at him with a smile that didn't reach your eyes, "I can't do that."

Jake sighed. His body leaned back on the couch as he said, "How about you ask me to make you feel good?"

He kissed your temple as your eyes widened, "Yeah?"

He nodded.

Sunghoon

You had a bad day.

That's all it was. 

You came home, threw off your black heels, and ran to the bedroom.

Sunghoon was taking a nap. You quietly walked to his side of the bed and kissed him.

He jerked awake, "Eh? Oh, hey, babe."

You smiled, "You tired?"

Sunghoon turned his back and said, "I don't remember."

His voice sounded a little hoarse, so he must've been sleeping for a while. You saw the tea and cough drops on the bedside table and asked, "Were you recording today?"

He nodded, "Yeah, I passed out when I got here though."

You climbed on his lap, and he straddled your hips. "Mm. Can we have sex?"

Sunghoon furrowed his eyebrows, "No." He scoffed a little and flipped you over, "What's wrong with you? You crazy?"

You whined, "Hoonie! I had a horrible day, and I want you."

Sunghoon laughed, "Okay, we can talk about it. I see you're not wearing the same clothes as this morning. What happened?"

You sighed, "I spilled coffee on myself, fired Rachel, caught two of my workers having sex in the break room, had to fire them too, had 7 meetings about color design, and my mom yelled at me because I hadn't come over last week."

Sunghoon's face dropped, "... sex in the break room?"

You nodded, "You see?! My life is a movie."

Sunghoon laughed and kissed you. "I guess. The answer is still no to sex, though. You can't solve your problems like this."

You slapped his chest, "But you make me feel so good."

Sunghoon bit his bottom lip as he traced your face. Your body started to heat up as you squealed, "Don't look at me like that! Oh my god!"

He smiled, "You're so cute, I guess we could have sex."

He reached down and gave you a tender kiss. Two seconds later, Sunghoon was slipping his tongue into your mouth.

Sunoo

Sunoo and you had been fighting. Arguing non-stop.

It was happening for days. It was over a girl.

He was texting some girl you've never heard of, and you, being petty, accused him of cheating. You know he wasn't, but he was hiding her from you.

It was weird.

So, you've been dragging him through hell because of it.

It was when you were really going at it in the dorms. The boys had all left because you were screaming at each other.

Sunoo was yelling how you were doing too much, but you knew you weren't. He loved the tension.

Sunoo was close to your face as he spat, "I'd never cheat on you with anyone because I fucking love you."

That's all you wanted to hear. You smashed your lips into each other as your tongue slipped into Sunoo's mouth.

He picked you up and threw you on the bed. You started lifting his shirt to feel his bare skin. Sunoo was frantically leaving kisses on your neck, sucking.

You moaned as you started unbuckling his belt. 

Sunoo grabbed your hands and put them above your head. "Calm the fuck down, Y/N."

Anger bubbled in his throat as you gulped. Shit, he was so hot when he was like this.

Sunoo looked at your face, and it softened. "Why are we doing this?"

You shuddered, "I don't know, but I like you like this."

Sunoo asked, "What? Angry? That's toxic." You shook your head, "It's not toxic." Sunoo laughed, "Purposely starting arguments to actively make me angry? Kind of is."

You sighed, "Sunoo, just touch me."

Sunoo shook his head, "No, you're gonna sit here and think about how fucked up that is."

You pouted as you sat on the opposite side of the bed. You confessed, "I knew you weren't cheating on me."

Sunoo laughed, "I knew that. I know you like to fuck with me."

You sighed, "Maybe I am a little toxic. Why are you still with me?" Sunoo confessed, "I like the rush."

He kissed your cheek.

Jungwon

It's the same as Sunoo. It wouldn't be on purpose, though. Jungwon would be gone for days or weeks on end.

All you'd want was a text back, but he couldn't do that. 

You showed up during practice. Jungwon furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at you like you were crazy.

"I know, but just come here."

Jungwon followed you outside to the hallway. You heard the boys continue to practice to give you two privacy.

"Can you come over tonight? We have to talk."

Jungwon said, "Okay, but why didn't you text me that? Why show up to my practice?"

You laughed, "You don't respond to my messages." You scoffed, "Jungwon, just come over. Don't blow this off."

You started to walk off, and he grabbed your arm, "Hey."

You turned to him, "What?"

Jungwon looked you up and down, "What's with the outfit?"

You reminded him, "My little brother graduated today. I invited you to come with me. You're here." Jungwon sighed, "I'm sorry."

You shook your head, "It's whatever."

Jungwon noticed the lack of a nickname. You didn't call him baby, honey, love, or sweetie. When you left, you didn't tell him you loved him.

When he did visit your house, you didn't talk. You fucked. It was passionate, something you two have never done.

He didn't like the change. He enjoyed the soft whimpers you let out. He didn't like the screams, the rough nature of him, the nails digging into him, the speed of it all.

You were lying on his chest, tracing his abs, when you began to talk. 

"You haven't been here for me these past two months. I feel like I'm single."

Jungwon tensed, "Why did we have sex instead of talking about it?"

You laughed, but the laughs turned into cries. "What else am I supposed to do. You've been blowing me off. Today, you forgot to meet me at the school. My brother was waiting for you to show up. You see? You're not just blowing me off, but my little brother. He was upset."

Jungwon rubbed your back, "I'm sorry."

You cried, "You should be. I had to explain to my brother that you won't be around often."

You lifted your head, "I wanted to break up with you today. But we had sex. Now, I can't let this go."

Jungwon's eyes were filled with hurt. "Don't."

He kissed you slowly, and you were back in the missionary position. You two were trying to fuck away your problems. Jungwon didn't stop saying how he'd do better and how much he loves you.

You believed him.

Ni-ki

Ni-ki and you were still teens. You two were trying to navigate how to communicate and be vulnerable.

Though difficult, you two always tried. You both would call out each other's toxic traits. You had avoidance of confrontation. Ni-ki really hated it, but he'd always call you out.

He was never mad when you brought up things you didn't like about him. He was an understanding partner.

It was a day a long day. You got home, trash was filled, dishes were in the sink, and Ni-ki was in your living room playing his video games.

You were upset. You came home from a long day at work, and the house was still dirty.

You were seething but didn't want to mention the issues. Instead, you let Ni-ki sit there in the mess.

Ni-ki noticed you didn't announce you were home. You went straight to your room and showered. He'd usually be invited to the shower. It was why he hadn't showered yet, so he could do it with you.

As you did your skincare, Ni-ki watched you in your silky robe. 

Ni-ki asked, "Why are you upset?"

You corrected, "I'm not upset."

Ni-ki took a deep breath. "What's wrong?"

You closed the bathroom door, not wanting to hear his bullshit. How could you not know what's wrong?

Ni-ki opened the door and cornered you to the sink. He was so much bigger than you in every right. 

He leaned over and asked again, "What's the matter?"

You wanted to avoid this, so what did you do? You grabbed him by the collar and kissed him. You had brushed your teeth, so you tasted like mint.

Ni-ki tilted his head and kissed you harder. His hands unwrapped the robe, and he felt your bare ass. 

You whimpered in his mouth, and he pulled away. 

"So, you're that mad, you're seducing me?"

His hand kept kneading your ass. His strength makes you sway back and forth. "Baby." He said, trying to get you back in reality.

You shook your head, "Can you do me a big favor?"

Ni-ki nodded, his hands going to your waist to let you know he was listening. "Go on."

You said, "Can you take the trash out and wash the dishes in the sink?"

He smiled, "Yeah, but keep this sexy robe on."

He was running off to follow your instructions.

Hongjoong Fan Fic on May 29th

[wondersinwaynemanor]

how can Gothamites speculate that the Wayne kids are vigilantes when those kids can't even watch a horror movie properly without being scared and screaming and hiding under the covers, they even sleep together in the movie room because they're a bit creeped out from the movie they watched so they don't want to sleep in their individual rooms.

in the movie room:

Dick, clinging to Duke's arm: Everybody, wake up, I think I heard something.

Duke, tightly holding the blankets: I knew it wasn't all in my head. Heard something too.

Steph, moves closer to Damian's side: Shush. That's not funny. Why is the door suddenly open???

Damian, doesn't want to admit it but moves closer to Dick: Tt. That film was appalling. And I would never cower in fear.

Jason, groans, although adjusts the blankets so that it can cover him and his other siblings: Would you all shut up? If I don't get enough sleep, I'm blaming all of you. You already dragged me here to watch that film.

Tim, slightly more awake than before, adjusting the sleeves of the jacket he's wearing: Can someone turn on the lights? I think someone is right outside the door.

Duke: Hold up, maybe I can-

footsteps are heard just right outside the room.

Jason: What the fuck?

Steph: Someone go and check it out.

Damian: No one shall order me around.

Tim: Maybe Bruce is back?

Dick: You know B is out of town for another week, and Alfie - AAAAAA!

the rest of the Wayne kids: AAAAAAAAA!

they all get startled as Cass passes by the door in her Black Bat suit.

Cass snickers as she hears her family screaming, cursing and blaming each other for choosing the horror film.

she will never tell them it was just her by the door.