#I’ll try to do better by him with the next fit 🙏

[tipsy-scales]

Today’s photo outing was fun!! Many more pictures but I’m saving them for a video 🫣

Usually 9S is the beautiful one, but today 2B was the star!

[leighsartworks216]

Hii I saw ur reblog about the kiss prompts!

I choose - "if you win, i'll kiss you"

With nervous kiss and height difference! 😳🙏

I actually had a hard time trying to fit these prompts together but I think I did pretty well!

Warnings: knife throwing, height difference

Word Count: 1,327

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“What’s that make it now? 12 to…?”

“You’re such an ass.”

“Come now, dear, you’re being too harsh - my memory isn’t what it used to be, you know. How many wins do you have?”

Your glare could have burned a hole right through him, all the while Astarion looked every bit the smarmy bastard he was. He just loved teasing you. It satisfied him to no end to peer down at you as you fumed. Steam could come pouring out your ears and he’d still have that smug smirk on his stupid face.

You huffed through your nose, fighting the growing urge to throw the dagger right at his head - you’d miss anyway. This whole game started when you’d tried throwing a knife at a goblin as a last ditch effort. You missed horribly, and Astarion just couldn’t let it go. “Zero.”

He gasped dramatically and laid a hand on his chest. “Not a single one?! Well, this won’t do!” He leaned in, teeth showing as he grinned wickedly. “How about we make a little bet? Make things a bit more interesting.”

You scoffed. “So you can sweeten the deal in your favor and wipe the floor with me, again?”

“Hmm, I tell you what: in the interest of keeping things interesting, I’ll give you two throws. If you hit, you win.”

“Let me guess - you get three.”

He rolled his eyes. “Please, darling, I have some tact. I’ll get one throw. If I can hit the dummy square in the head, I win.” He accentuated the point by flipping his dagger in the air, easily catching it by the hilt by pure muscle memory alone.

You frowned, studying his face for any sign of deceit. You were getting really close to hitting… Gods, this is a terrible idea. You sigh. “Fine. What do you propose?”

A spark of mischief flickered in his eye, so quick it could have just been a trick of the light, but you knew him better than that. “If I win, you’re responsible for sewing up everyone’s clothes for a week.”

“And if I win?”

He smirked and lowered his face to be right next to yours, cold breaths tickling your ear as he whispered. “If you win, I’ll kiss you.”

Your heart raced as your face flushed. You could tell he noticed, too, when he pulled away with that self-satisfied look on his face. You cleared your throat, urging it not to shake as you grumbled, “It sounds like you’re making more out of this either way.”

“Yes, but one is certainly more desirable for you, no? Besides, what are the odds of you winning? You should have nothing to fear.”

You frowned, but he had a point. Resigned to your fate, your shoulders slump. “Fine. It’s a deal.”

“Excellent.”

You both lined up about 10 feet away from the straw dummy. It had numerous marks in its head and body, all landed by the vampire spawn beside you. But you felt good about this time. You felt you could actually hit it.

You didn’t hate the idea of kissing him, especially if it meant saving your hand the cramping of patching up your companions’ clothes, but, well… You’d never been kissed before. There was no reason why, you’d just never been close enough with someone to warrant it.

Your heart raced thinking about it. Your face was as warm as Karlach by now. But you swallowed down the feelings and focused. If you just aimed very carefully, you might be able to get it.

“You first, love.”

Gods, now was not the time for endearing pet names.

“Hush, fangs.”

He chuckled softly, but stayed quiet otherwise. You held the handle of the dagger, just as he showed you, and aimed. You took a breath, lifted it up, and with a quick swing it was flying through the air… Right over the dummy’s shoulder. You growled in frustration.

Cool hands smoothed over your shoulders, urging them to relax. “Take it easy, dear. Keep your wrist locked and keep your elbow tucked in when you lift the dagger to throw.” He slid his hand down your arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake as he showed you how to keep your wrist straight and your elbow close to your ear. Then, he backed away and watched.

Shaking off the phantom feeling of him standing so close, you readied yourself again. You aimed, pulled your arm back so your elbow stayed tucked in, and steadied your wrist. With a deep breath, you threw the knife.

Time seemed to slow down as it flipped through the air. All sound faded away. You weren’t sure you were breathing. All you could focus on, all that mattered, was this stupid dagger.

In barely a second, the knife found its mark in the straw ribcage of the dummy.

A tidal wave of excitement and joy shot through your system. You cheered and pumped your fists in the air and gave a victorious yell that put Karlach’s to shame. And then, in the next instant, another knife flew by and lodged itself right next to yours. Your breath caught in your throat. Your eyes were wide when you turned to Astarion.

He smiled, part genuine and part impish. “Congratulations, darling. It seems you’ve won.” His smile only grew more flushed you became. He crowded into your space, peering down at you like a fox staring down a rabbit. “Don’t tell me you’re going to back out of our deal now.”

You swallowed. “I…” You glanced around camp, but no one seemed to be paying attention. They were all too busy preparing for the next day. You met his eye again and lowered your voice to a whisper, meant for his ears only. “I’ve never kissed anyone before.”

His eyes widened, brows raising minutely. He never thought the brave, compassionate leader before him would be so… inexperienced, to put it kindly. You’d always seemed to carry this sort of confidence, he just assumed…

“We don’t have to,” he back-peddled. He’d never have suggested it if he’d known. Well… Okay he would, but that look on your face - puppy-dog eyed and uncertain. It twisted his insides. He started to step away, out of your space, but you caught his arm.

“No, I…” You took a breath to steady your shaky nerves. “I want this.”

“Are you sure?”

You nodded, but he could still feel the anxious way you fiddled with the fabric of his shirt. It was cute. And terrifying. You wanted him to be your first. It was only fair - you were his first after all.

Moving slowly to give you a chance to back out, he raised his hands to cup your jaw, fingers brushing over your pulse and tilting your head up. You were shorter than him, enough that he had to hunch a bit to meet your eyes like this. You held onto his arms, too unsure to hold him anywhere else. He leaned down, noses almost touching. He could see your eyes flickering from his eyes to his mouth; feel your heart beneath his fingers as it skipped with his proximity. In a final act of courage, you stood on your toes and met him halfway.

It was clumsy at first. You had no idea what you were doing, all you knew was his lips were soft and he tasted like wine. He gently tilted your head, smoothing out the initial uncoordinated start. His lips meshed with yours as he showed you exactly what to do. When you experimentally nipped at his lip, he almost groaned. It wasn’t perfect, but he was sick and tired of perfect. It was wonderful. He was almost reluctant to pull away. But you still needed to breathe, living thing that you were.

He chuckled as he pressed his forehead to yours, watching with rapture as you caught your breath, lips swollen so beautifully. “You are full of surprises, aren’t you?”

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[ohbabydollie]

MORE MUTUAL BREAKUP 🙏🤲🧎‍♀️

i need a break from trying to write smut 😔

moments of u two!!

a lil comp of silly scenarios, dialogue, etc. i think would apply to reader n schlatt

— — — —

a guy who asked to do a podcast interview with you obviously flirting while schlatt is sitting along side the camera man, sucking his teeth and biting his tongue, staying quiet

you ignore the flirting until you notice schlatt is getting jealous by the second and a few more flirty remarks away from punching the guy

so you do the only thing you can think of

“it’s a little cold in here” you say rubbing your arms

“really? i think it’s kinda hot” the guy says taking off his jacket about to hand it to you before schlatt sprints into action

he takes off his hoodie and hands it to you

“thank you honey” you say grabbing it and receiving a small peck from him and putting it on, completing the rest of your interview with the hoodie on, all warm and cozy in schlatt’s jacket

———

you held a volleyball tournament (very similar to the dodgeball tournament)

everyone showing up in shorts and shirts meanwhile you were in your highschool volleyball uniform, fitting you tighter in some places than it used to

everyone sees the way schlatt’s brows raise when you first arrive

everyone noticed schlatt not taking his eyes off your ass whenever you would bend over, go retrieve the ball, receiving and in general doing anything

during breaks he’ll take you into a corner when he thinks a camera can’t see and kiss you, parting with a smile and slapping your ass as you walk off with a dopey grin

———

“my favorite song right now? it’s probably that song from juno” you say smiling “here is the church and here is the steeple”

“we sure are cute for two ugly people” schlatt chimes in

“i don’t see what any one can see in anyone else but youu” you both sing smiling

“she plays it all the time, it’s so annoying” schlatt teases as you stick your tongue out at him

———

schlatt talks about you when asked or if you’re even referenced

“y/n, she is genuinely the best most incredible person i know, the way you see her on camera is the way she is in person, just that she’s softer and sweeter. I am her biggest fan, genuinely, she’s the most perfect person i know and i love being with her, not even just sex, i like being around her as a person, they make me a better person and it’s like every time i have to leave her, i feel empty. a piece of me is filled when im with her. She could ask me to get back with her in five minutes, tomorrow, fifty years in the future, i wouldn’t care, i’d get back with her in a heartbeat”

———

“my gum is out of flavor” you say looking around for a place to throw it out

“hand me it” schlatt says putting his hand out before you spit out the gum softly onto his palm, schlatt wastes no time putting it in his mouth almost immediately after causing you to look at him with wide eyes

“Schlatt! that’s disgusting”

“eh, i’ve had your tongue in my mouth before” he says blowing a bubble

———

“hello?” you ask putting your phone on speaker for the chat

“hey toots”

“oh hey schlatt”

“so, jambo has been cryin, sittin in the spot he always sat down next to you n he jus’ misses you” schlatt says sadly “i was wonderin’ if you could come over n comfort him since he jus wants his mommy” he asks softly

“yeah, i’ll be over in a few” you say before quickly ending your stream and going over to schlatt’s

“oh my poor baby jambo” you say picking up the mewing cat “you missed your mommy, didn’t you” you ask the cat softly, sitting down next to schlatt and giving jambo small kisses

eventually you fall asleep with jambo in your lap and schlatt carries you both to his bed, laying you down gently and he takes a photo

it’s his background for the next few months

———

“you got any sauce for this?” you ask schlatt as you bite into your fries before he goes into his pantry and fetches a new bottle of your favorite sauce

“schlattie” you chirp “you hate this sauce” you say opening up the bottle

“i know, i just had it left from when you lived with me” he lies

“i took the last bottle with me when i moved out” you say downwards smiling “you bought a new bottle for me”

“whatever” he huffs, knowing that you were right, he hated that stupid sauce but found your reaction to him having it adorable

———

“yeah, i’ve always wanted a surprise birthday party, but i’ve never gotten one” you say softly as schlatt makes note of it

a few months later on your birthday, you realize that very few people have said happy birthday, one of the few being schlatt

it’s a lonely day, you spend some of it alone before you get a text from schlatt at 2 pm

cat babydaddy: get ready, i’m picking you up at 5

you happily get ready, showering, shaving, everything

once he arrived he has a large bouquet of flowers, a teddy bear and a box of chocolate covered strawberries, smiling at you lovingly

“you look great toots” he says handing you your bouquet and bringing your gifts inside, you thank him with a few kisses before he tells you to hurry so you won’t be late for the reservations he made

you giggle the whole way there, holding his hand as the both of you talk before you notice that he’s going past a bunch of restaurants before he makes you put on a eye mask which you do confused

he leads you out of the car and in through some doors, gently he takes the mask off of you to reveal a beautifully decorated venue

your friends and family jumping out to yell happy birthday at you as you feel yourself tearing up, turning to schlatt with tears of joy

“don’t cry, happy birthday toots” he says wrapping an arm around you and planting a kiss on your lips

lmk if u guys want some more, i gotta feed my mutual break up lovers

[foullegacyslut]

xiao and kazuha (sep) x f!reader giving them a boobjob?!?! 😍

I need food pls 🤕🤕🤕🙏

😳 ofc

eheheh i’m getting all giddy writing this because i’ll never get to do this i got no titties 😭 but i can dream.

Giving them a boobiejob <3

Kaedehara Kazuha

He’s a blushing mess, looking down at you with loving eyes, groaning and praising you ever so often, petting your hair while you do it. so i’m a big kazuha simp i kinda projected myself onto this one mb 😭

You walked into Kazuhas room, he’s been stressed lately, and you wanted to help him… calm down.

“I sensed a familiar scent on the wind. i knew you would be coming” he smiled and gestured you to sit next to him. instead you kneeled on the floor, resting your head on his lap.

“Mm? What’s this all about, my muse?” He grinned and stroked your hair.

“You’ve been all.. you know.. tense! and i want to let you.. feel better.. you know?” You we’re trying to be indirect about it, it made you shy to talk about this.

“Oh? I- I get what you mean.” He stuttered on his words, turning pink in the face. “I appreciate that. You may..you may go ahead and do it if you wish.”

You pulled down his hakama gently, his erection now fully visible. He looked away, covering his face. You proceeded to lift your shirt up, exposing yourself to him. It was big, and you had no idea how you were gonna fit that between your tits.

“Mm.. no matter how many beautiful scenes i may see in my travels, nothing compares to your body and face.” He chuckles at you shying away while doing something like this.

You finally put his cock between your boobs, squishing them together for more friction and coverage. He groaned in pleasure, gently looking at you, getting harder at the sight of you doing such lewd acts. You slowly started moving up and down, blushing in embarrassment as he watched you intently, moaning whenever you moved.

“Ah- Songbird.. ngh.. archons that feels-so good.. mhm.. you’re doing so well..” He mumbled.

“Im glad you’re enjoying this. it’s good for stress relief i heard.” You smiled sweetly. As you sped up your pace, he moaned louder, breathing heavier.

“I’m-Im close!.. Don’t stop.. ah that feels so fucking good baby..”

You’ve never head kazuha use profanities, ever. That was a telltale sign you were doing really good, and that made your heart race.

“Excuse my language.. Sorry sweethea- ahngh!”

You cut him off by going faster and paying more attention to the tip.

“Archons.. i’m gonna cum…” He groaned as you went faster after you heard that, desperate to make him cum.

“Good- Good girl.. Good girl! Im about to-“ He moaned out your name and thrusted his hips up as he came all over your face and tits. He apologized profusely for making such a mess of you. He caressed your face delicately, smearing his cum over your cheeks. you licked a bit off your lips, making his heart pound out his chest.

“You look so cute like this. Hmm.. i should finish on your face more.. you seem to enjoy this quite a bit, beautiful.” he brought his finger to your mouth, covered in cum, so you licked it off. hm? tastes good.

“Ah.. you seem to like that.. then scratch my other idea, i should cum in your mouth then.” He smiled. “let’s get cleaned up alright? i’ll run you a bath and we can cuddle after.

(you guys did cuddle with an extra little makeout because why not also the bath was nice it was warm and he praised you a lot) (my fucking sweetheart i love him sm)

Adeptus Xiao

bro is whinin and shi he ain’t ever got a woman to touch him in like a millenia he’s too busy slayin demons n shit 🤬 he’d rather kill demons than touch titties? mid.

“XiaoXiao?” You called out. You and Xiao were living together in the inn now. “Xiaooo!” You exclaimed a second time. Where is he? You approached his room, about to knock, before you heard groaning.

“Xiao?” You opened the door to see your lover with his hand wrapped around his cock.

“Ngh-Ah!? You- You need to knock! Don’t just walk in on people like that..” He groaned.

“Um.. Need a hand?” You offered. It’s not like you haven’t done stuff like this before.

“What are you talking about? Are you crazy? What could i possibly- Oh. You mean.. this.” he glanced at his twitching erection. “Fine.”

You smiled, then walked his way, kneeling to the floor. Then you lifted your shirt.

“So.. big. What do mortal females need.. these for anyways?” He says, trying to hide the fact that he enjoys seeing your boobs.

You simply giggled and took his cock between your tits. He groaned loudly, gripping the sheets.

“Do you like that?” You asked.

He hissed between his teeth, not wanting to admit a mortal made him feel so.. good.

You started bouncing yourself up and down up and down his cock, your boobs bouncing with every movement.

“Shit.. Im gonna cum.” He whined.

You sped up, squishing your boobs together for him, finally hearing him mumble something under his breath before he finished on you.

“You.. ngh.. you’re way too good at that.” He groaned, proceeding to get up and gesture for you to follow him. “Are you just going to sit there with my seed on your face? get yourself cleaned up.”

(he ended up doting on you, cleaning you up and kissing your forehead and letting you sleep on him even though he was the tired one)

[forabeatofadrum]

Mendacious (5/31)

Notes: Ya girl has no side-effects (yet?)! Anyway, I’m trying hard to keep most chapters between 500 - 800 words and it’s actually quite nice.

I absolutely appreciate reblogs and likes (thanks 🙏), but just a reminder that the formatting looks better on AO3!

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AUSTERE

Eddie Andrews: Are you a junior too?

Blaine Anderson: Yes. Oh that’s rough. You’re transferring for your senior year?

Eddie Andrews: Terrible, isn’t it? How about you? Why did you transfer?

Blaine Anderson: … that is kinda a long story. I might tell you another day. It’s… kind of a punishment.

Kurt groans in frustration. He doesn’t need to hear Blaine’s self-pitying story about how Dalton Academy is beneath him, how he traded the prestigious Dalton for the austere McKinley, and how it’s a punishment to be so much better than everyone.

Eddie Andrews: That’s fine. I mean, we’re technically strangers. I’m moving to Lima, that’s why I’m transferring. My mom got a new job, so.

Blaine Anderson: Do you have to leave your friends from your old school behind?

Kurt rolls his eyes. What kind of question is that?

Eddie Andrews: Unfortunately.

Blaine Anderson: I hope you’ll find your place here at McKinley. I sure haven’t.

Eddie Andrews: That sounds rough.

Kurt has to use every muscle in his body to not scream out loud while typing that. Yes, that would be really rough if it were true.

Eddie Andrews: Yeah, maybe I’ll come and find you next year at McKinley.

Blaine Anderson: That’d be nice.

Kurt looks down to the right bottom of his screen and he sees the time. He has to go to class soon. Break will be over in five minutes.

Eddie Andrews: Gtg. Talk to you later?

Blaine Anderson: 😊  

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Kurt logs off and he slips out of the computer room. Good thing the teacher who’s supposed to guard it is too drunk to even care about Kurt clearly using the computer for Facebook.

When he walks through the hallway, he passes Blaine from all people.

For once, he’s not surrounded by his horde of adoring fans. Kurt hides behind the lockers to watch him. Blaine’s on his phone, maybe messaging Eddie, and he indeed looks a bit sad. Is he genuinely sad?

Does Blaine Anderson truly believe that he doesn’t fit it? It’s laughable!

Kurt straightens his posture and he fixes his collar. He looks around to see if the coast is clear from homophobic Neanderthals. When there’s no jock in sight, he walks away.

With a head held high, he passes Blaine Anderson. Out of the corner of Kurt’s eye, he can see Blaine roll his eyes when he walks past.

Blaine can’t handle the truth. Kurt will find why Blaine is like this and when he does, it’s over. Kurt can already envision him and Rachel having Breakfast at Tiffany’s whilst Blaine will be stuck at Ohio State or Lima University.

Everything will work out for him.