#I'll open my scenes at the start of a period and it's like oh okay not too many and then I look at them and it's like every one of these has

[lexicals]

Work has been so full on lately it's honestly getting to be way too much, I keep having to cancel plans bc I just don't have the energy to go and I'm constantly stressed out about deadlines and the general way that this show is run.... I think I'm gonna have to skip out on board game night AGAIN this week after not going for like a month now and it's really getting to me tbh

[yellowbunnydreams]

Do you need some Vitamin D? (Incubus! William x Oblivious! F! Reader) [Part 8]

~This chapter is for anybody on their period, I'm sorry, it sucks~

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CW: 18+ MINORS DNI. Fluff, age gap (Reader 20's - William Afton 40's(?)), teratophilia, meet-cute, punny pick-up lines, scenes of working out, minor porn-logic, ditzy! reader, could be classed as bimbo! reader?, size-difference, flirting, monster-lover, sexual innuendos, Monster! AU, mention of reader being on their period - blood - period products

A knock on the door startled you out of a deep sleep, wondering for a moment where you were as you mumbled something unintelligible and cracked open your eyes to see what was happening. William's greying head popped around the door as it opened, giving you a warm smile that made your chest flutter slightly, his hair messy like he'd just gotten out of bed too, you could make out the faint spice of his cologne which made you feel comforted as you wrapped yourself up in the duvet more.

William had to smile as he looked at you, hair messy, half-asleep and curled up in the sheets which had clearly been messed up with your tossing and turning during the night. He'd come in to offer you breakfast, or brunch rather, as he knew that it was approaching afternoon and had taken the liberty of phoning himself in so that he could spend more time with his precious little bunny.

"Good barely morning, bunny." He chuckled, making you groan and rub at your eyes with the heel of your palm. Watching you sitting up and feeling a little disappointed that you weren't wearing the pyjamas that he'd brought you. His nose twitched as he took a deep breath in, brow furrowing as his silvery eyes darted around.

"Do you smell that?" He asked, making you pause as you sniffed instinctually too, shrugging your shoulders as you felt sluggish in the morning.

"I don't smell anything. Don't you start, my landlord was weird enough yesterday." Watching his eyes snap back to you as you made the comment, his brow furrowing further and a frown developing.

"What? What's this about your landlord?"

"Oh, I have a new landlord, he's...a bit weird. He said I smelt weird yesterday too, but he got really close. I think he's maybe just a bit eccentric."

William was glad that the door hid most of his bulky frame as he felt his foot thumping unhappily against the floor, the thought of Dave being so close to you and daring to even attempt to get close enough to make him growl lowly. Luckily, you didn't seem to notice it as he turned the growl into a cough, pretending like he was clearing his throat as he gave you a reassuring smile when you looked up concerned.

"Oh bunny, I wouldn't think on it too much, but please let me know if they give you any more trouble, and I'll come by to sort them out, okay?" Waiting for your sleepy confirmation before he stepped in, nose still twitching as he tried to place on what smelt different in your room. Gently placing his rough hand on your hair and stroking it softly, making you groan and William's chest tighten at the sound. Feeling his pulse racing. "I'm going to make French toast, you want some? I even got the maple syrup this time."

"Go on then, spoil me." You teased, feeling your cheeks heating up as you wondered what it would be like if you could just summon the courage up to stand up and kiss your boss, but knowing yourself well, you were half-convinced that you would accidentally sucker-punch William in the face with your head.

"Oh I plan to. Come down when you're ready and I'll make sure everything's set out."

You watched his broad back leave the room, realising that he was wearing another tight t-shirt that showed off his dad-bod whilst still showing off how strong he was. Part of you wondered whether the coarse hair along his arms matched what might be on his chest, and if that was only because of his hidden nature.

Standing up, you wobbled slightly as it suddenly felt like your lower stomach had dropped. Looking back at the white linen on the bed instinctually. Face paling as you spotted blood against them. Hand moving to the back of your pants and feeling a panicked bile rising in your throat as your body seemed to realise what was happening and hit you with the starting dull ache that punctuated your cramps.

"Fuck."

Waddling yourself to the bathroom, you had the sense to grab the nearest set of pyjamas, feeling yourself wincing as you realised that they were the nice ones that William had gotten you before deciding against it and picking up some sweatpants and a t-shirt from the pile of laundry on the landing, only vaguely registering that they belonged to William.

You cleaned yourself up as best as you could, feeling flustered and embarrassed that you hadn't even considered that you could get your period whilst staying with William, your heart pounding as you folded up toilet-paper and placed it in your underwear before heading downstairs. Your cheeks flushed as you weren't looking forwards to asking William to give you a lift to the store to pick some bits up.

William Afton choked on his coffee when he turned to see you coming down the stairs.

You were wearing his grey sweatpants, which drowned you with how long and baggy they were in comparison to your much smaller frame. And one of his t-shirts to boot, seeing it slipping off of one shoulder and revealing smooth skin that made him swallow hard and angle himself against the counter so that you wouldn't see how hard he was.

"Wow...umm...hello?" He found himself speechless, trying to swallow down the urge to go over and kiss you then and there. His nose twitching rapidly as he seemed to bounce slightly in place, his foot tapping nervously.

"I um...I figure out it's probably me that smells weird." You mumbled, cheeks heating up as William frowned. Taking the chance to make his way over to you and gently stroke your upper arms with his large, rough hands. Making sure to stand behind you to hide his arousal at the sight of you in his clothes as he leaned in and gently began to sniff you. Making you laugh even as your pulse became frantic with how close he was to your own hormonal body.

"You seem to be right, you smell different. It's not bad! Please don't think that bunny....But are you hurt, you smell..metallic?" He sniffed again, concern lacing his gravelling voice as he continued to gently stroke and touch your arms. Wanting to be close to you, to show his affection.

"I uh...I've started...that time..."

"Time?"

"You know...."

"Bunny, you can say 'period', you know? It's not a dirty word, or a dirty thing. Only boys are scared of a normal bodily function." William chuckled as he could tell you were clearly uncomfortable, but wanting to make you feel more comfortable as he raised a greying eyebrow at you. "And I'm certainly not a boy. I'm a man."

"Technically you're an Incubunny." Watching his expression contort with confusion before he laughed loudly, making you smile as he gave you a gentle squeeze and tapped his forehead against the side of your head in a way that made you practically melt despite it being such a simple gesture.

"Come on, miss technicality, your breakfast is going to get cold. But I'll take you to the store to get whatever you need, okay? And don't worry, we can throw anything in the wash that needs it, and you can keep wearing my clothes if they're comfy for you?"

"Thanks William."

"You're more than welcome, bunny." Tapping your head again with his before he stood up, he felt better for being closer to you. Swallowing softly as he thought about what he would be able to do to help you and make you more comfortable.

And how the hell he was going to keep you away from your apartment and Dave for long enough for you to pass into the next phase of your cycle.

"William, did you have to buy everything? I could have paid you know."

"I also know what we pay you lot per shift, no way was I letting you pay for it."

"It's tampons, not gold bars, Incubnny."

"And I got you treats! What kind of man would I be if I made you buy your own treats?" William scoffed and rolled his eyes as you opened the door for him and allowed him to place down the grocery bags onto his kitchen counter. The opened box of tampons on top of one as he insisted on you not having to wait to get back to his house to clean up and make yourself comfortable, placing them to one side as he kicked his shoes off and began sorting through things in the bags.

He had to admit, he might have gone slightly overboard with it all.

William had spent a good while interrogating you before he left the car about what your favourite things were, he had to admit that the cashier had looked at him like he was mad when he turned up with a basket filled with junk food, chocolate and painkillers. It had taken everything in him not to growl, but now that you were back together in his home, he felt much more relaxed.

"Do you want to shower, bunny? I'll put something on the TV for us." He raised an eyebrow, watching you nod and head upstairs, feeling a little disappointment that you would no longer be in his clothes, but also partly grateful as he wasn't sure his heart could take much more of you being so teasingly perfect for him and yet so unobtainable.

You certainly felt better for the shower, groaning as the hot water hit your skin. William had offered to cook lunch for you on the drive back too, which you thought was really sweet. Deciding to try out the shower-set that the incubus has gotten you and realising with a smile that it smelt like pecan pie and salted caramel, thinking about how he must of subconsciously picked it since he'd already said that pecan pie was his favourite dessert. Unaware that the man had deliberately chosen it as you made sure to coat yourself in the sweet smelling lotion once you were out of the shower and pulling on the pyjamas he had gotten you. A little large, but the little bunnies over the pants and the white tank-top where cute, blushing as you thought about asking if he could let you feel more of his fluffiness whilst you were feeling your cramps coming on, making you groan and rub your face.

You knew that you were all over the place. Your cramps were ramping up and you felt your face contorting slightly as you tried to compensate for them when you carefully walked down the stairs.

William was downstairs and waiting for you, his silvery eyes widening slightly as he caught sight of you before clearing his throat and blushing slightly under his greying stubble. Chewing his lip as he held out a cold can of soda and a packet of painkillers.

"I thought these might help, they're supposed to be a combination one so they help with neural pain and muscle pain. It sounded good." You smiled at how sweet he was, internally sighing as you wished he would see the way you looked up at him adoringly. But you popped out the recommended dose and swallowed them down with a mouthful of drink. "I've also put on cartoons for you. I didn't know whether you wanted to set yourself up on the couch? I'll order pizza tonight." Smiling warmly down at you as you smiled up at him in return.

"Thanks William. You know, if I was speaking to any girl and they described what you did, I'd tell them to marry that man." Hoping that the horrendous blush on your cheeks as you could finally think clearly now that the placebo was kicking in before the actual pills. William chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Not sure I'm marriage material, bunny, just doing my best to make sure that my cute little bunny is comfortable despite nature's unfortunate insistence in making it difficult."

"Hey...Can I ask a favour?" A nervous tint to your voice as he tipped his head curiously to one side. William smiled gently, making his eyes crinkle slightly.

"Of course."

"Can...Can I hug you again...either as ...." You gestured vaguely to his body and wondered how you were going to phrase it in a way that didn't sound derogatory to William as a person. But he simply laughed and wrapped his arms around you, resting his head ontop of yours and closing his eyes, humming softly as he stroked your back. Slowly feeling himself filling out as he held onto you, allowing you to feel his already broad chest filling out as your head began to sink into soft fluff rather than pliable dad-bod muscle.

"Oh I get it, you want just one thing now you know, and it's too cute to resist telling you 'no'." Chuckling in that deep, gravelly voice as you managed to wiggle and pop your head up so your chin rested on his chest. Seeing the lapine face, complete with squished nose, fur, precariously perched glasses and ears practically meeting they were so close together at the tips. Smiling broadly as you wrapped your arms around him.

William picked you up easily, making you yelp as he carefully manoeuvred you with him bulk onto the couch and laid himself down onto his side. Holding you against his chest with your back pressed to his chest as his nose twitched happily, gently resting his head on you and nuzzling into your hair as the TV flickered with pictures of 'Freddy and Friends' show, the volume low as he placed one large paw-hand onto your lower stomach. Making it flutter uncertainly for a moment before you realised how warm he was and relaxing into it, he was like your own heating pad against your hurting back and cramping stomach.

"Thank you William."

"You're welcome, little bunny. It feels nice to be able to relax around you. You don't mind whichever form I'm in."

"That's because you're handsome either way."

"Sweet talker."

"I'm telling the truth!"

"Sure you are, and I'm actually the Easter Bunny." He chuckled, making you laugh as you smacked his arm, feeling the incubus pout above your head.

"I happen to think you'd make a brilliant Easter Bunny."

"Oh yes, the claws and teeth are especially reassuring to children." Hugging you tighter against his body and keeping his head ontop of yours, wishing the moment would never end as he tried to think of more ways to flirt with you. To convince you that he would love you and take care of you if you let him.

And you didn't want the moment to end either. And wished the stubborn incubus would notice your attempts to declare your feelings towards him. Monster or not.

[bunnakit]

4 minutes ep 1 raw reactions

idk if i'm gonna delve too deep into this and do my normal analysis so for now i'll just type up my raw reactions as i'm watching lmao.

the title sequence is fucking stunning, obsessed.

ooh he has a maine coon. rich boy maybe? expensive cat and nice apartment.

i really enjoy that the heartbeat sounds in the elevator scene sound like a heartbeat heard through an ultrasound. very interesting.

but umm. if you're having severe chest pain and trouble breathing please see yourself to the hospital my friend???

oh ok definitely a rich boy, hello fancy car.

AAAAAA BAS, IT'S BAS, LSKJGAI MY LOVE, GOD HE LOOKS SO GOOD

the music in this show is fucking gorgeous but like... also why so dramatic

ok so korn: transport -> investments (secret operation??? tf?) and they want great: university -> transport. got it.

ooh 12:39 okay i see you.

ooh 12:43 ok, 4 minutes, i'm listening.

OH. OH DON'T RUN THO

also like why was there a pedestrian in there???

OH. OK. INTERESTING.

i also hate that great initially ran bc now it's gonna take so much for me to like his char, which i'm sure is the point but still (；′⌒`)

aah. okay. i understand. it seems like she didn't want to do it tho. like yeah maybe suicide but... kinda seemed like suicide under coercion? or some form of intense external pressure.

HOLY SHIT JOB. THEY LET HIM OUT OF THE BE ON CLOUD VAULT. RUN BBY YOU'RE FREE.

HE'S SO THIN??? BBY ARE YOU EATING OKAY? i mean good for him if it was healthy and what he wanted tho.

this other doctor is so fucking hot tho who the fuck are you sir god DAMN. jaw for days.

ooh those dark spots on the ultrasound look like internal bleeding.

OH I'M SO SEXY AND SMART.

sexy doctor why shifty eyed??? i have a weird feeling about him. ok his name is tyme. as of rn we do not trust tyme.

more gorgeous music tho.

oh don't twirl your scissors like a douche.

he's got dead eyes and not much for facial expressions, he's freaking me out.

ew you don't even know your patient's name??? I DO NOT LIKE HIM SAM I AM, I DO NOT LIKE TYME EGGS AND HAM.

ok i dont like tyme but i WOULD like to see him and job's character fuck nasty. i am not immune to yaoi propaganda.

GOD BAS IS SO HOT I CAN'T GET OVER IT. I'VE MISSED HIM SO FUCKING MUCH. i love bible a lot but bas is everything to me. i used to reblog the same picture of him everyday. that's my sweet cheese, my good time boy, my rotten soldier.

oh i don't like this set up tho. this feels human trafficky. or like a no way in no way out. mmmm baby what do y smell is it death? OH LMAO IT'S GAMBLING. same thing kinda.

korn seems sensitive to smells, or maybe just smoke. he's just like me fr.

oooh curly hair girl isn't here to gamble, she's here for info of some kind.

OH BOYFRIEND TIME. OHHH OH I GET TO SEE BAS KISS MEN. LIKE I KNEW BC I SAW THE GIFS WHEN IT FIRST STARTED BUT UGH. I WAS NOT PREPARED. FUCK HE'S SO HOT. I CAN'T FUCKING DO THIS. HELP.

the fact that he opens up to his boyfriend and talks about his troubles as much as he reasonably can o(T ▽ To)

oh my god get OFF HIM there's no way your refractory period is that short.

not a huge fan of how korn came over, dumped his issues, had sex, and left tho. not great.

obsessed with this asymmetrical collar of great's shirt tho.

yeah i do love that no one fucking asks if great is ok, how he's doing, etc. he just went through something horribly traumatic and he could've been hurt, like. yuck. and his mom seems sweet but the fake sweet, like saccharine.

ooh why does his watch say 11:00??? something's gonna happen, huh.

fuck bas has an fantastic ass. i know we saw it but it somehow looks even better in those pants, my god.

7:13...

ugh i love brothers that can only be (mostly) themselves around each other. i really hope that's the direction this is going. two gorgeous gorgeous men on my screen, just an absolute feast for my eyes.

omg wait. wait. korn doesn't like the smell of cigarettes and he doesn't want great smoking. is there cigarette trauma? or does his dislike of cigarettes come from his concern for his brother's health?

OH facial expressions from tyme!! what a little grandma's boy.

11 am....

exploring the psychological depths of near-death experiences. the '4-minutes' phenomenon.

INCHRESTING. was manee coerced into suicide by someone trying to obtain a real time test subject for this phenomenon???

ooh he took the stairs today.

4th floor... 1:10 (13:10)... room 4... 1:11 (13:11)... ran into tyme outside room 1... at 1:14 (13:14)...

so in theory is each cardiac event he's suffering technically a near-death moment which is triggering the 4 minutes phenomenon where he has an out of body moment where he can see future events???

oooh he ran into him again. perhaps to show some things are simply inevitable?

damn the end sequence is gorgeous too.

fuck. i might be obsessed. uh oh.

god damn it sammon, you got me again.

wait so back to when it was 7:13pm... 19:13... 9+1=10, 3+1=4 so more 1s and 4s ₍ ˶•̀⤙•˶ ₎ hmmm

idk if i'm cooking or burning the kitchen down but i'm excited to find out

[sessa23]

Revelations: Part 4 (13th Doctor x Dhawan!master x reader)

(Summary: The Doctor and The Fam finally arrive at the spa for their relaxing break but while you're relaxing you have flashbacks and hear from some that you were not expecting.)

*flashbacks are in italics*

*TW: threating behaviour, mentions of Hypnosis*

The five of you began to relax as you all walked into the spa.

You smiled "As much as I love our crazy adventures, sometimes we just need a relaxing break." Ryan nodded in agreement as Graham sighed "it will be great." The receptionist smiled at you all "welcome to Sunshine spa. Are you visiting for the first time?" The doctor came forward "yes." Yaz smiled at the doctor, you saw this and looked at her. The receptionist pointed to a room, "please head to the change rooms you will be provided with your spa clothes. "

The five of you went to the room that the receptionist guided you too. You were greeted by another spa employee. Holding five pairs of folded clothes, you all took a pair as the spa employee "okay you all have separate change room and on the other side is your own personal spa therapist.

You turned to your friends "see you in a bit." Then you turned and you all went into the individual rooms. After you had got changed, you went and opened the other door. You saw The spa therapist, a spa bed and a small table with different spa items, the spa therapist smiled at you "Hello I'm Zelda and I'll be your spa therapist today. Please lay down" they replied as they indicated for you to lay on the spa bed.

"Now we'll begin with a head massage to help relax you then after that we'll do a nice Exfoliator before we move on to a facial and a few other treatments. Is that okay?" You nodded "yes, that sounds great"

Zelda then smiled "wonderful, we'll get started then." They began to burn some incense, you couldn't describe what it smelt like but it had a sweet smell. They then came back to where you were laying "now Just relax" they whispered as they began to massage your head. The head massage began to relax you, you closed your eyes. "Open your mind" they whispered. Your mind went back to the day you went to Barton's party.

You stood there looking at the multiple earth maps that were projected onto O/the master's curtains. The door of the TARDIS opened "Hey Y/N, it's almost time to go to Barton's party." You turned to O "sorry I didn't realise the time. I was just looking at the projection. Something's about it is bothering me."

O looked at the projection, "Oh, what's bothering you?" He asked. "The borders of the different countries. See there are countries on some of these projections that no longer exist. Soviet Union, Yugoslavia, prussia, and the United Arab Republic, just to name a few."

O looked at the map and back at you. Well done y/n, you are quite observant. I can't believe that i didn't notice that. A smile came on your face before you pointed at the projections "the fact that some of the projections feature countries that no longer exist, to me means that the maps represent different time periods."

You both smiled at each other before the doors of the TARDIS opened "come on you two. Let's go." The Doctor spoke. O turned to you with a smile as you both headed into the TARDIS. "Hey Y/N, once this is all over Prehaps we could get to know each other a little better. O's eyes met yours as you nodded "yeah that sounds great" You grabbed a pen and paper and wrote something down on it before handing it over to O

"Here's my number, you can call me or text me when ever you want." O looked down at the paper and smiled before looking back up "im sure your travels with the Doctor may mean that your phone may not be able to make a call."

You grabbed your phone from your pocket"The Doctor has put universal roaming onto our phones. Can call anyone, anywhere in the universe. Just as long as we know the area code."You both smiled at each other before the Doctor pulled down the lever and the TARDIS took off

The scene changed to that of Barton's house where you were both at one of the gambling tables with yaz. "Did we win?" Yaz asked, you looked at the table and shook your head "No." O smiled "you know what they say. Lucky in dice, unlucky in love" He replied as he looked at you. "Do they really say that?" You asked O shook his head "no" your eyes met his before you playfully bumped his shoulder.

Next, you were all on motorbikes chasing after Barton, O was on the bike with you, he had his hands wrapped around your waist as you rode the bike.

Meanwhile the master was in his TARDIS reading when he heard your voice in his mind "why am I having all these flashbacks?" The master grinned "well well Y/N, what would the doctor say." Your eyes widened "No, how are you in my head?" The master chuckled "wasn't me love but i must say your head is a very interesting place. "

You took a breath before talking "listen I don't know what you want but what ever game you have planned for us, I don't want to play." The master chuckled "you can't tell the doctor that I'm back, I made sure. Don't you remember."

You went silent before speaking again. "You may have been able to make it, so I can't tell anyone that you're back, but you can't hypnotise me from this distance." The master got up from his chair, you couldn't understand it but you could almost feel his hand on your chin "Love, how do you know that I haven't already got full control over your mind?" The master questioned

You tried to hide your fear "you're lying" He shrugged his shoulders "Maybe i am but the chance that I do, it scares you but it also excites you." His words made the hairs on your arms stand up

You swore you could feel the grin appearing on his face. "I'll see you soon love." He replied as turned away from you and the connection faded. You sat up, gasping for breath. Zelda looked at you "Everything okay?" They asked, you shook your head "this massage, does the incense allow telepathic communication?"

Zelda looked confused "It opens your mind to a deep level of relaxation but I've never heard of a case where someone has experienced telepathic communication." Your eyes widened as you looked around. "How is that possible?" You questioned, meanwhile the master was in his library, he was confused he knew that timelords could telepathically communicate with each other at long distances but he was not aware of it ever happening with a human. He put the book he was reading away and walked out of the library.

[tideswept]

For the writer questions, "What is your writing ritual and why is it cursed?" and/or "How much prep work do you put into your stories? What does that look like for you? Do you enjoy this part or do you just want to get on with it?" (what a fantastic list)

HI DAE~

(from this ask game!)

What is your writing ritual and why is it cursed?

UM. So this might sound strange, but I read while I write? If I get to the point where my brain starts lagging, or I hit a block, or I'm just Not Happy with what's on the page, I always have a book (or ebook, in this case) open that I'll switch back to for 1-3 pages, because keeping one's nose to the grindstone doesn't work that well when you lose track of everything else, you know? Tunnel vision.

It helps refresh my brain as to what "good writing" is supposed to look like. Varied sentence structure, a reminder to describe the background with more emotional depth, that scene changes can be abrupt, that I'm allowed to summarize events before picking a point to enter a new scene.

I also usually try to match the book to what I'm writing in some way. Is the fic set in 19th century England and skews to gothic horror? So does the book. Otherwise, the change in tone/setting is too abrupt. (For me, anyway.)

It almost feels like being fed encouragement? I dunno. Weird parasocial phase with a book.

How much prep work do you put into your stories? What does that look like for you? Do you enjoy this part or do you just want to get on with it?

Close to absolutely none! I usually just start fics and then feel my way around. I've tried to do prep work, but it doesn't provide good results. I'll get stuck on the research phase forever and never be happy with whatever I write to start off, because I've made the fic already bigger and more important by being armed with so much knowledge, that just starting it becomes a repetitive task of failure, a constant rolling of that boulder.

Mind you, I enjoy research! I just do it while I write. Like, I won't hesitate to stop writing for 20 minutes just to tumble down a rabbit hole of researching when halogen lights were invented, what form they first took, how available they would have been in X country during X time period and how much they cost, all for a tiny, nothing sentence like "the halogen lights flickered over their heads" that impacts nothing in the story if I just omitted that they were halogen lights. So no prep work, but a decent amount of research still happens.

Oh, and, um, if prep work meant more like outlines and such--no. None. The way I describe my process is that when an idea/notion occurs to me, I'll start writing and usually throughout the first couple thousand words I'll hit upon what the fic is, at the core, rather than just me going OKAY SO ANAKIN WANTS TO BREAK INTO PORN-- and suddenly it's about the fear of true intimacy and the raw honesty that you feel when texting a stranger. So, boom, now I have my bones. Everything else, muscles, organs, flesh, they form in pieces as the story takes shape in my head. I'll usually have specific scenes/things I want to happen, but I leave it very loose as to how I get there.

(It's why my bestie and beta knows that when I describe the stage of the process as "light surgery" I'm referring to cosmetic surgery, aka, it's superficial and the very least stage before I'm satisfied with how far I can take a fic, and now it's her turn to check my work. If it's deeper editing that's needed, it's a system of like "superficial skin", "flesh", "muscle" --if I need to edit the organs that's MAJOR rewriting of scenes or removal of them. If I say there's a problem with the bones? That's usually code red for "we need to spend 2 hours discussing where the fic went wrong, why, and how it can be fixed.")

Uh. So I guess now everyone knows I'm weird. Sorry, friends.

[thedawningofthehour]

Is there a schedule you have for writing and posting chapter? Do you write each scene as it happens in the story or the more important ones first? How do you plan whats 'enough' for a chapter, and when its ready to be posted?

I think you guys have way more confidence in me than you should, lol. My meter for whether the chapter is ready to be posted or not is 'will I die of embarrassment if I post this now?' And still half the time I throw it out, shut my laptop, and immediately take my sleep meds so I can be unconscious during the 'oh my god they hate me' period that follows every posting. No that doesn't go away with experience.

But for real, it's kind of on a case-by-case basis. Most chapters, once I'm done writing out the 'first' draft, (which isn't really the first because I'm editing from the moment it leaves my fingertips) then I estimate how much work it'll need before I feel okay posting it. It's usually 1-3 days. I'm not super happy with this method because it means that the last scene I write generally has a lot less editing done, oftentimes only having one round of editing and then the final read-over before I post it. (also, you really should leave the final read-over for another day, preferably two days from when you last looked at it. This goes for academic papers too, you will catch so much)

So at first I was just writing whatever I felt like writing that day. During doth, I generally had two or three chapters open and being worked on at all times. I would bounce around a lot, reorder stuff, think of stuff to add in. This worked because 1) I had a lot written out before even posting, all of the table scenes and I believe through chapter 7 of Leo's POV, and I kept writing while posting those so I stayed ahead for quite some time, and 2) I was writing a lot. Very fast. Now I'm mostly working on one chapter at a time, and maybe I'll have part of the next chapter started if it's something juicy. I liked it better the doth way, but now I feel very pressured (by myself-you guys have been great about it) to get the next chapter out and feel guilty for working ahead. I keep trying to work ahead but I'm just not writing that fast right now. Which isn't a bad sign or anything-that's just how my brain is, it either engages or it doesn't. If it does, I can write 4k words a day easy. And they are good words. Like, most of the table scenes were written like that, and they are mostly unchanged from when I first vomited them out. The biggest change is there was technically one extra table chapter, but there was no point in having it be its own thing so I cut it up and wove the snippets into...I think Table Scenes 3, 4, and 5? But that's really the only major change, besides some changes I made to Draxum in the second table scene because he was coming across even more rapey than he ends up.

I do try to remain in the general vicinity, though. I'll let myself work a few chapters ahead, but I've found that if I skip ahead to the best parts I sort of lose the drive to write the rest of it. Maybe it's not like that for other writers, but it is for me. So as tempting as it is to write out the reunion right now, I have to be content with playing it like a movie in my head when I'm supposed to be sleeping.

As for how I break things up-honestly, more on the 'feel' than anything. I can't even fully explain it sometimes; it's just a gut feeling.

For the most part, I operate on my golden question, which is What Do I Want Readers to Feel? What kind of tone do I want to set for the rest of this chapter? How do I want the readers to feel when they finish? When I edit, I try to look at it objectively and think how the scenes would make a reader feel and how those lead into each other. Sometimes it's meant to be jarring-like the contrast between Leo being emo and Galois living his best life, those are supposed to make you feel a bit of whiplash. Sometimes what Galois is doing in plot A is meant to feed into the emotions you feel with Leo in plot B. (though generally I don't consider either one of them the A or B plot-I guess plot G and L? doesn't have the same ring to it) Storytelling isn't so much telling a cohesive story as it is manipulating the readers into Feeling Something about it. Nostalgia Critic kind of summed it up with The Last Airbender movie. You can have a super interesting story with rich worldbuilding and and deep characters-and if you treat it like a Wikipedia recap, it's going to suck. Likewise, you can have a really dumb premise and get away with it if it's told in a fun way. People seek out stories that make them feel something. So if you're a writer yourself, your main goal is to make your audience feel your story. What feelings those are, that's up to you to decide.

[tiredofthehumanlife]

You guys want to hear some real petty drama

This couple (nasty they are) keeps sitting with me at lunch (disgusting)

Lemme set the scene so at my school we have like tables and booths and two of the booths are up against the wall and there's two long seats facing each other yk restaurant style and then they are more booths off to the side of those I normally sit in the first booth against the wall so that's where encounter 1-4 happens the fifth one is in the booth behind the first one so and also everytime I have sat in the booth first and then they go and just decide to sit with me (this actually makes me boil with anger)

First time this happened I was already having a really pissy day so I just glared at them. I was so uncomfy I didn't eat my lunch. so these two are like all up on each other 24/7 and like kissing and sharing food and like sitting on top of each other. if you're in your own booth sure maybe it's weird but you're in your own area not my business but like I was sitting in the booth first and then you come and sit down next to me unprompted and I'm just supposed to be chill with you trying to jump each other's bones every two seconds? And one of them got a slushie and then they were sharing it with two spoons (sure whatever) but then they did that thing where you cross arms yk the thing ppl do when they eat wedding cake and the guy missed the girls mouth and the slushie got on her shirt and he went "oh no baby 🥺 you got it on yourself you made a mess 🥺" like in a baby voice yk you get it and then wiped her shirt for her. dude get away from me

Then second time at this point I'm boiling dude pick somewhere else to sit it's not like they ran out of seats these two get there relatively early so they're just sitting there for funsies and I'm like annoyed and uncomfortable bc again they are all up on each other

Third time again I'm sitting alone Im in a booth and these two walk over and sit on the other side of this booth and are again all. Up. On. Each. Other. Get a room it's nasty people are trying to eat

Fourth time I'm sitting with my friend same booth same side and they come and sit on the other side

Then today I sat in a different booth near the first one that I normally sit in bc they make me so incredibly uncomfortable that I'd rather just move someone else and then I see them and there is a girl sitting in the first booth right and they're standing there next to her like 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♂️ okay and then they ask the girl if she can move bc it's "their spot" which bitch this is not an assigned seat situation this is first come first serve eat or eaten (it's a highschool cafeteria its not that big of a deal) and this girl obviously goes "uh no?" And they're like "but it's our spot" and she's like "still no?" And then they just stand there like they've lost all options (which they haven't btw there was another open booth next to them) and then they come and SIT IN MY BOOTH and they drop their bags and the girl walks off to go get a tray but her boyfriend stays there and I'm upset and frustrated so I said "why do y'all do this?" And tbh I thought I whispered it to myself but then he turns around and goes "you're one person stop hogging it😡" which first of all there are so many other seats youre the one hogging up other people's personal space and secondly I'm not one person so now you just look foolish and they sat there for the rest of the lunch period all up on each other

And I know it's a dumb hill to die on and it's really petty but these two gross me out so much and they're just so entitled that I've started plotting how I'm going to get them to go away

Here's my plan next time I get there I'm going to sit in the other booth not the first one they have decided is theirs the one behind it and I'm putting my bag on the other side and sitting opposite my bag and then if they say anything "sorry someone's sitting there" and then if they say anything after that I'll just be crazy petty and be like "I wouldn't want to hog a booth but I have friends I'm eating with today sooo"

[macaroni-rascal]

Oh I am watching everything and taking names. Nobody is safe from my fashion takes this weekend, I don't have to work until Tuesday. I could go back and cover whatever I missed if you guys want, was it only the pairs SP?

The women's event was such a struggle in the outfit department. Before I say anything, I'd just like to emphasize that I'm not dragging the girls themselves, most of them are teenagers and we all know what they go through in this fucking sport. No, who I have beef with is the grossly overpaid adults in their lives who are advising them or even outright controlling what they do and wear. I might have to do this in 2 parts, we'll see.

Seoyeong Wi, sigh. There's a reason no one has managed to make a truly successful P&P 2005 program when even Marina tried - the soundtrack is too short and too specific to the scenes (as any good soundtrack should be). They just played a light and bright piece before a tense and very much period-sounding one and called it a day, no transition, no nothing. A composer would have to sit down, deconstruct and have an orchestra re-record a bespoke P&P program for it to work. The dress, while okay, had nothing to do with the theme, and muted neutrals just don't look great against the cool white of the ice and the harsh TV lighting.

Nini, my long-suffering child. Her mom better pray our paths never cross. Wildly inappropriate music choice and opening pose for a 16yo. The outfit I can only describe as goth Coachella. Great body alignment and mechanics into the elements but knowing the expense at which it came kinda ruins it for me. I hope she can be free and fly away one day soon.

Clare - yet another Tammy victim. Why is the V in the front of the dress so sharp and deep when the one on the back is much softer and rounder? What are those bedazzled flowers at the hip and why do they exist? Why the second strap across the hips? The dress is a strawberry macaroon, it does anything but elongate her lines, and the music is equally saccharine. They should've kept her in junior.

I'm so proud of Mana's dress for surviving that tiger attack to be here. No, but seriously, who did this? The color isn't the worst but paired with the black edges and the not-quite-matching mesh, it's a hard miss. Don't even get me started on the music - she was skating through it, not to it, and disappointingly, this wasn't the only case of electronic music that would be playing at a daytime DJ gig in a riverside cafe in any major city in the world rn. It only made sense after I saw her coach wearing a crocheted blanket over a checkered tablecloth.

Hana - god help me. I actually thought the cut was great, it really flattered her figure, but why that color, why that pattern, and most importantly, why the randomly placed black straps? Ka2sh straight to jail for the music choice too, did she even listen to the lyrics? Bury this song next to Big Spender, if you ask me. We've seen so many programs trying to replicate the success of Wakaba's Energia and just falling flat, just give up already, none of you are Shae-lynn or Wakababy.

It's awful that I knew Mone was skating to Dark Eyes as soon as I saw her in the warmup. The top of the dress is at war with the bottom, the sleeve length is truly random, and why are we doing a Russian song this particular season? The top is overbeaded like last year and I was worried it would rip under the arms every time she lifted them. I like the shape, movement and length of the skirt but it's all just sooo outdated, I'm literally begging these coaches to not underserve these talented girls like this.

I'll be back with Part 2 after I put myself through the men's event.

Fasionista nonny!

Agreed on you caveat, I have gotten lots of weird/angry messages from people when I criticize anything about young women's skaters under the guise of 'they are just kids' as if I am attacking them personally just because I think their jump technique is bad.

I think one day a 2005 Pride and Prejudice program will be possible, the music cut just has to be right, as you said. Clare 100% should still be juniors, she wasn't ready for this. I did not understand the Mana dress or music choice, she is not performing to it, the movements don't match the music, there was a weird dissonance on the ice the entire program, she just had a bland smile on her face the whole time. I actually liked Mana's dress, I just wish there was no blue on the bottom, that was weird, should have just made it simple black.

[barry-j-blupjeans]

"I don't understand what's- what's up with the four of you," the Chalice said through June's mouth. Barry's memories, which has previously been flicking by at a quick pace, had cut into a long period of static. "First your friends, and now you. I just don't get it."

"Don't look at me," Barry said. "I understand this about as well as you do."

The memories abruptly cut back to normal, aside from the faint static buzz around some scenes. Barry saw his college graduation, his mother's funeral, and the space class he took in high school. They ran by birthdays, holidays, and Barry's unfortunate emo phase in seventh grade. They went so far back that they hit the earliest memory Barry could recall at all: Coming downstairs for a glass of water and catching his mother crying.

"Okay," June said. "Alright, let's see."

The memories shot forward in time again and Barry saw flickers of the only school dance he went through and his first girlfriend and the time he spent all of winter break in the library instead of with family. They hit the period of static again and June began to slow the memories down. Going at this much more mellow speed, a few moments of static revealed simple memories.

Barry, sitting at a round table with staticky figures around him, enjoying a meal.

Barry, holding his wand up defensively.

Barry, crying with a staticky someone rubbing his back.

Barry, playing the piano, laughing at a joke, writing in a notebook, holding someone's hand.

The memories slowed to a complete stop. The one that formed around them flared and flickered, the static covering almost the entire scene. He could make out a bed, and something that was maybe a desk shoved into the corner. Memory-Barry was sitting up in bed, reaching for his glasses. In the midst of static, someone was standing halfway between the bed and the door.

"This, uh, this is your worst memory," June said. "Well, no, actually, not exactly. You have a lot of bad memories, Barry, this is just the one you regret the most."

"I have no idea what's going on here," Barry said, honestly. When he tried to remember it, he couldn't. He had gotten up in the middle of the night for loads of reasons before, but none of them would qualify as worst memories. "Is it like, a memory loss thing? Because I know I'm- I'm getting up there but I'm not that old yet."

"It's not an age thing," June said. "Like I said, everyone else was like that too. You've just got-" she gestured vaguely to the scene as if that would help Barry understand it. Then she shook her head. "Ya know what? Nevermind. It doesn't really matter. Look, we've run through your memories and this is the one you feel worst about. Are you tellin' me you don't remember it?"

"I mean," Barry said, trying to recall anything. Maybe it was all the static in the room, but there was a headache growing behind his eyes. He shut them, thinking hard.

When he opened them again, the scene was still staticky, but individual parts of the room stood out more. There definitely was a desk in the corner, and a tall dresser nearby. There were crumbled-up papers over the floor and Barry could recognize his portable radio, which came into crystal clear view as he remembered it.

And the person between the bed and the door- the woman, who was still shroud in static, but had come more into focus like he had slightly adjusted a camera lens- she...

"She's leaving," Barry said. "And she doesn't come back."

"Oh," June said. She tilted her head at the scene and the headache worsened as he tried to hold onto it. "I'll give ya this, Barry, you're friends certainly couldn't clear up their minds like this. It makes my job a hell of a lot easier."

"Kinda gives me a headache," Barry said, blinking away the static that started to crop up at the edge of his vision.

"This'll be quick," June said, cracking her knuckles. "I'm getting the vibes now. I'm gonna offer you a deal, Barry, and I just want you to hear me out. This person- this woman here-" June walked towards the woman, circling around her. "I don't think you know her very well right now, but she was... important to you, Barry. Much more than you or I can understand right now.

"This is your worst memory," June said. "And you've seen a lot of bad things. But her leaving and never coming back has to be the worse. So what I wanna offer you, right now, Barry, is this: You take the chalice and you'll come back. Right back here to this moment, as she..." June paused and Barry feels a bit like the chalice is rooting around in his mind for something. "As she tells you to go back to bed. You'll wake up and you can make her stay."

There's an ache in Barry's chest, one that often doesn't show up unless he's having a panic attack. It's a burning kind of feeling that envelops his entire heart, leaving it raw. He didn't know why it was happening now, but he can't deny that the offer to go back is incredibly appealing in this moment.

"But," June said. "I can't lie to you. If you do this, you won't join the Bureau. You won't work with Magnus or Merle or Taako, you might not even meet them. You won't go out on missions or stop some other things from happening, and you definitely won't be coming here to Refuge. I understand that's a lot to ask of you, but..." she looked towards the woman again and Barry did too, unable to help himself. "She won't be gone. And I think, if your heart, Barry, you know which one you want more."

June sat on the bed and the static spread from under her, trying to consume the scene completely again. He pushed it back in his mind, squeezing his eyes shut for a second.

June didn't comment on it. And she didn't comment on the fact that when he opened his eyes, his gaze went right back to the woman. She came into view a bit better this time. She had on a robe of some kind and there was something hanging from her belt, most likely a weapon even if Barry couldn't conjure up the correct shape. And he tried, he tried focusing on her more, bringing her to the forefront of his mind, but all he gained was a headache and a feeling of dread in his gut. He couldn't remember her face. He didn't know who she was.

But he wanted to.

"Well," June said, after a few minutes of Barry trying and failing to visualize her. "I don't mean to rush ya, Barry, but this episode's only supposed to be an hour long and you're just standing here."

"Sorry," Barry said, shaking his head. The room slipped back into total static. The bed June was sitting on could no longer be distinguished between that and the floor. The woman blended back in, barely noticeable. June stood up, stretching, and said,

"Let's get you back to your friends."

And Barry... Barry made his choice.

[i-cant-sing]

platonic todoroki family when y/n gets her first period at tries to hide it 😫 (bonus if it's Dabi who first finds out)

Yandere Todoroki Clan x reader getting her period

Well, a lot of people have been requesting about this one lately and well, I also got mine today, so lets me miserable together.

Check out my MASTERLIST for more!

Okay, so we're gonna first do the scene where reader gets her first period and then we'll do some headcanons of the family taking care of the reader during her period.

Imagine Enji and Rei are out that day, so its just you and your siblings in the house. You guys decided to have a movie night since you weren't feeling well. Fuyumi and Natsuo went out to get some snacks for the movie, and you and Shotou were making a blanket fort (and trying to stop Dabi from destroying it).

"Dabi! Stop being a jerk!" You threw a pillow at him, which he dodged laughing like a maniac, while Shotou was busy rebuilding the corner Dabi had kicked down.

"Didn't you hear? This is an all boys zone. You need to leave."He said before throwing the same pillow at you, causing you stumble back. But before you could lunge at him, Shotou stood between you two. "Y/n, why don't you go wait in your room? I'll call you when I'm done with the fort."

You huffed. "Fine. But there better be a fort here or I'm going to murder him." You left the room, grumbling curses at Dabi, who kept mocking you until you left.

Dabi soon got a phone call and he left Shotou to take it, the latter continued building the fort. When he was finished, he went up to your room, but didn't find you there. He was about to leave when he saw a red stain on your bed.

Is that... blood?

"Y/n? Y/n! Where are you?!" Shotou called out for you, worry dripping in his voice. He ran down the hall and knocked on the bathroom. "Y/n?! Are you in there?!"

"Sho? Yeah, I'm here- WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO OPEN THE DOOR? I JUST SAID I'M IN HERE!" But he kept trying to turn the locked door knob. "You're hurt! Let me in-" "NO! Just call mom or dad!"

Shotou backed away before running back down to the telephone but before he could dial Rei's number in, Dabi snatched the phone from him. "Who are you calling?" Dabi asked him, wondering if he was calling Rei to complain about him. "Give it back! Y/n- she's hurt! She's bleeding!" Dabi's eyes widened a bit as he suddenly heard you crying. Shotou immediately left the phone and ran to you, Dabi following him.

"Y/n?! What's wrong! Let me in so I can take you to the hospital!" Shotou was banging on the door worriedly as your cries grew louder, telling him to go away and call mom. Dabi pushed his younger brother out of the way and told you to get away from the door, before he broke it down and the sight they saw... a huge puddle of blood in the center of the bathroom, with your pyjamas drenched in them. And you? You were sitting in the bathtub, bawling your eyes out, telling them to call mom.

Shotou eyes widened in fear. "Oh my god. Y/n-" he tried to walk in but Dabi pushed him out. "Get her new clothes, Shotou." "But Dabi-" "Now." Shotou didn't understand but he listened to his brother nonetheless.

Dabi quickly pulled out his phone and called Fuyumi, explaining that you've started to...bleed? He doesn't remember the exact word for it but he vaguely remembers Fuyumi telling him something about it, something along the lines of "it's a natural process. All girls go through it. Maybe you'll have to help Y/n one day too" and he zoned out after that. He kind of wish he hadn't.

Fuyumi told him she'll be back ASAP and she just told him to keep calm and don't panic, because then you'll be panicking too. What she didn't know was that you were already panicking, because you didn't know why you were bleeding from down there because Rei had the bright idea of making you miss school the day they were going to have sex-ed.

"Y/n." You looked at your brother's face- is he concerned? Oh no, if Dabi is actually worried, then it means something is seriously wrong. You began to cry harder. "Am- am I going to die?" "What? No. Look, this happens to all girls. It happens to Fuyumi, mom, everyone." You looked at him confused. This is normal? "Look, just take a shower. Fuyumi is on her way. She'll explain everything to you. Don't worry about this too much. Call me if you need anything."

While you were busy showering, Dabi took your clothes from Shotou and told him to change your sheets. The younger boy was given a brief explanation about what's happening and that you're not dying. As long as you're okay, Shotou was content.

Fuyumi cane back 10 minutes later, whacking Dabi on the way in while Natsuo laughed at his brothers stupidity.

Fuyumi explained periods and stuff to you, and you learned pretty quickly. But you were to embarrassed to be with them, even though Fuyumi told you that it's nothing to be ashamed of, but she let you go to bed early that night, making sure her brothers didn't bother you or embarrass you more.

While you laid in bed that night, Fuyumi also educated her brothers about periods. And they all listened very keenly, especially at the parts how you may get painful cramps and maybe even headaches.

Boy, was that an understatement.

Your period was worse from the day you got them. Usually, girls begin with light, irregular, sometimes even painless periods. But you? You got them super bad and heavy from day 1. Not only that, you gad the worst cramps, and they were so painful that you would end up crying and even vomiting. Mood swings were one thing, but the unbearable pain that you had to endure before and during your period was the worst thing ever. You were bloated, curled up in your bed, and nauseated. You would take the week off from school whenever you got your period, and at first, Shotou would take the week off too to help you, but you didn't want him to miss out on school because of you. So you forced him to go back, telling him that at least one of them should have notes for the other. Fuyumi and Enji would have to go to their jobs, Shotou was at school, Natsuo at his dorms and Dabi was out somewhere too. So it was usually just you and Rei at home, who happily helped you out during your difficult time of the month.

Rei is making you all sorts of warm foods that are both light on your stomach and help relieve your bloating. Even if it's too hot sometimes, she will force you to drink the warm turmeric and honey milk, because it actually does end up relieving some of the pain, but it doesn't have a very significant or long lasting effect. She doesn't get mad when you accidentally mess up the sheets; she just quietly throws the stained sheet into the laundry and replaces it with a new one. She spoils you to no end, happily giving you anything you need.

But Rei does however, withhold painkillers from you. She claims that they're not good for your body, and if you're in super bad shape, she'll only give you 1 pill for the whole week. She has messed up logic, claiming that she doesn't want you to get addicted to them. That she understands that you're in excruciating pain, that you feel like someone is wrenching your guts, but she's not going to relent and give you the pills. So, she'll pull you back to bed, give you a hot water bottle, rub your sore muscles and give you some tea, cooing that you're her brave girl.

And honestly, if you weren't in so much pain and out of energy, you would've punched her, but you're busy clutching your stomach and bawling your eyes out.

Now once Shotou gets home, he sticks to your side lick glue for the rest if the day, giving you massages, rubbing your forehead with his cold hands and your belly with his warm one. He may even sneak you a painkiller (because Natsuo told him that it was okay to give it to you). He'll bring you snacks and put on a movie you wanna watch, cuddling you happily. Later, Rei or Fuyumi may also join your cuddle pile.

When you finally fall asleep from exhaustion, Shotou would get your books and start doing your homework. One less thing for you to worry about.

And when Enji finally comes home from work, he always comes baring treats for you. For some reason, he always knows what you're craving. If you're craving chocolate, he'll have that. If you want ice cream, he already bought two pints of your favourite flavours. Then once he hands you the sweet treats, he'll pull you into his lap, letting you snuggle into warmth. He'll ask about your day, showing concern when you tell him how painful your cramps were. His big warm hand will either pat your head to or rub your lower back, chuckling as you physically melt into him. If you're having a particularly bad day, he may even tell you a story or two until you fall asleep.

When you suddenly wake up in the middle of the night to go the bathroom, you'll always find your annoying brother laughing at your miserable state. He mocks you as you trudge back into bed, groaning in pain with each step that you take. (On the inside however, he's always worries when you're not talking back to him or saying something snarky. He knows you're in a bad condition when you don't respond to his remarks)

Once you're in bed though, he'll poke you and give you the warm hot chocolate (the special one that only he knows how to make) and you're not gonna lie; it's way better than Rei's turmeric milk. It's warm, sweet, chocolatey and it relieves your stomach pain. And if he's feeling extra nice that day, he may even sneak on some chicken nuggets and fries for you. They always put a smile on your face.

Just as Dabi is about to leave though, you ask him if he could stay and cuddle you. The bed is too cold and you're in too much pain. Obviously, his first instinct is to tell you to sick it up, but then you had to whimper, didn't you? Grumbling and mumbling about how much of a spoiled and ungrateful brat you are, he'll get in bed with you, heating the blankets and pulling your back flush against him. And this instantaneously works better than any painkiller in the world.

You sniffle a thanks and Dabi can't help but smile at your adorableness.

You're still a little brat though 💖

Dabi better not complain about helping you so much, because soon, he'll be replaced by boyfriend Bakugou or boyfriend Overhaul🤭🤭

[bubblegum-blackwood]

My thoughts on Interview with the Vampire (1994) upon a second watch:

I find it hilarious how book!Daniel was terrified out of his mind the whole time while movie!Daniel has such swagger

Jeez you can tell from the get-go that Brad Pitt hated acting in this. (Meanwhile it's so obvious that Tom Cruise had so much freaking fun. So much.)

I will never forgive the movie for getting rid of Paul de Pointe du Lac in favour of "wah my wife died in childbirth" like I get that that's shorthand for "cis white boy sad" and they only had two hours but STILL

I'll never understand the choice to have the statue’s eyes open. It's just weird lol

i'M QuiTe FoND oF LooKiNG aT CRuXiFiXeS

Why is there more than one coffin, Lestat? WHY IS THERE MORE THAN ONE COFFIN LESTAT -

"Read her thoughts." "I can't." "Eh." That little shruggy hand gesture is everything to me.

(this isn't the one I was talking about, although this is just as good - I can't find a GIF for the quote I chose lol)

Wow. Okay. Forgot about the little "voodoo" ritual Louis's slaves have there. Could have gone without that.

Love the way Louis wields that flaming torch like a rapier. Very elegant, very hot (pun intended).

"We're in a nice, filthy cemetery. Does this make you happy?" fhesiofwne the sass - (btw the above GIF is of this scene)

The smug look Lestat gives when he knows the baby-trapping has worked gosh how does anyone hate on Tom Cruise’s acting he got it DOWN like -

"I prefer Creoles to Yankees, their democratic flavour doesn't suit my palate" why does Lestat have to commit to the French nobleman act this hard? (I know it's not just an act but really he does fill the role perfectly)

THE RUFFLY PURPLE COAT GDOSX

I forgot about Claudia sitting in her bed surrounded by her dolls and casually drawing a naked woman -

GO OFF GIRL! GET IT CLAUDIA! I will never not be impressed with Kirsten Dunst's performance in this. She stole the show. The rage, the coldness, the sophistication, the gleeful cruelty - she nailed it.

The hurt, the betrayal, the slight fear in Lestat's eyes here . . . I will never be over Tom Cruise's acting in this scene.

"He will never let us go." "Oh. Really?" *smirk* Like I said, Kirsten Dunst was amazing in this.

"A beautiful woman with endowments you'll never possess" I literally said "wow" out loud. Holy fuck Lestat that was a low blow.

Hmm floating up against the ceiling while on fire, now where have I seen that before?

As much as I resent the movie depriving us of Louis and Claudia's vampire hunter days, I have to admit that the montage of all of Claudia's sketches was actually a really clever transition.

I saw something once about how clothing tells its own story in IWTV because even though Claudia stays the same she slowly starts dressing more and more like an adult of whatever time period they're currently in and I really do appreciate that detail.

Anne Rice really deprived us of some sexy Spanish lover vampires and it shows with how tantalizing the little glimpse we get of Banderas!Armand is

Ah, the Theatre des Vampires scene. They really nailed the dumb goth drama and I gotta respect this movie for that.

Random woman in the audience being like MONSIEUR VAMPIRE TAKE ME I ADORE YOU if that ain't all of us -

Who else wants to Armand to hug them like this?

"So you have answers?" "So you have questions?" *he responds before Louis is even done talking, maybe a bit too much eagerness in his voice* If Antonio Banderas nailed anything about Armand, it's the thirst.

Damn the way Banderas's wig moves it's so thick and silky and long and *chef's kiss*

I wanna know how historically accurate these costumes are lol

Imagine being Brad Pitt and having to sit in a coffin and scream at a camera that's inches from your face lol

Okay but I love how Louis tips the candles backward into the coffins without even a backward glance

This is not in the movie but I just remembered that canonically the plot of land that the Theatre was on is still under Lestat's name to this day and I love that.

"What if all I have is my suffering? My regret?" *implying that he doesn’t want to move on from it* Damn Louis needs therapy and Armand is not that (because he needs it too lol)

Louis going to the theatre and watching Nosferatu is something I will never be over

Rule number one of being a vampire: always dress well

Louis disturbed a bat and the subtitles said [SCREE SCREE]

Say what you will about how they changed the ending of the movie from the book but Lestat jumping into Daniel's car and just saying "I assume I need no introduction" is iconic okay

[xxjustawanderingsoulxx]

Cookie Reapers AU: Caught Red Handed (part 1, written)

Part 1 ~ Part 2

Author's Note: Okay, so this is the scene of the au that I said was my favorite. Just a heads up: it's super long even as individual parts, so I'll have to post this in multiple parts for the sake of my sanity and possibly yours depending on what kind of reader you are. I shouldn't take too long, though I'll give myself a little time between posting parts so there's at least some time for people to read.

Story below the cut

 Click click, click click click…

The distinct clicking, sliding, scraping, and tapping of chalk against the board filled the classroom as Espresso Cookie wrote up the outline of the morning's lesson. The room's lights were not on, as the warm golden rays from the sunrise outside provided sufficient light for him to prepare for the day without them. It was, admittedly, early even for Espresso, but he didn't mind at all. Perhaps with this routine out of the way quickly enough, he could take a moment to have some coffee in the faculty room before classes start, something he had been meaning to do for a long time.

Finally, the last smooth stroke of writing was made, and Espresso finished off his outline with one last tap on the board to create a period. He set down the chalk and stepped back, quickly looking over the white markings to make sure his grammar and spelling were perfectly in check. Satisfied with his writing, he took his coffee cup off his desk and walked out of his classroom.

Calmly and swiftly, Espresso walked through the halls and up the stairs towards the faculty room. Just before he reached the door, his ears perked up a bit as he heard hushed yet frantic muttering on the other side. The nervous yet overexcited tone immediately told him it was Eclair Cookie, who must have shown up just as early if not earlier than Espresso had. As much as Espresso would have liked to know what on earth Eclair was so excited about right then and there, however, it was too quiet for even him to decipher from where he was.

He shook his head. It didn't really matter that much; he just wanted to enjoy his coffee before class, even if it meant putting up with that little thorn in his side. Thus, he twisted the doorknob and opened the door.

Espresso's hearing was just as accurate as ever; Eclair Cookie was sitting at the table next to the counter where the coffee machine was. Unlike Espresso, who was fully aware of his being there, Eclair was not expecting the door to open so soon, and he jumped a little, slamming the notebook he was looking over shut. He abruptly turned his head towards the door with wide eyes but then gave a warm yet ever so slightly suspicious smile.

"Ah! You're here sooner than I expected," Eclair greeted Espresso with a sweet little smile.

"Yes, well, I happened to wake up a little earlier this morning," Espresso replied nonchalantly as he shut the door behind him. He walked over to the coffee machine as Eclair spoke up again in that same strangely casual tone.

"Did you get a good enough sleep?"

"Of course."

"Good."

Espresso noticed some of what he needed was already set up for him in precisely what amount he needed, making him suspect that he was expected to come to this room already. Even more suspicious was what his ears picked up from Eclair muttering right at that moment:

"You're gonna need it."

The fluid movements from Espresso's hands paused for one second exactly before Eclair spoke to him again.

"How's life?"

He wants something, doesn't he, Espresso thought. He's rarely ever so outright friendly towards me.

"Fine, I suppose," Espresso responded without looking away from the coffee machine. "Why do you ask?"

"Oh, you know, just making small talk."

"A valid response considering you rarely ever ask."

Espresso glanced over at Eclair for just a second and noticed that casual, friendly little smile was slowly shifting into what looked like a smug smirk. He looked back at the coffee machine and pressed the button that would have it start making his cup of coffee.

"Well, I just wanted to know how you were holding up," said Eclair, who Espresso suspected knew his little facade was unearthed.

"Yes, yes," Espresso responded bluntly, his brows furrowing, "but normally you're in a certain… how do I put it"—His eyes darted over to the librarian again—"You're in this… mindset whenever you do ask me."

Eclair laughed, his hand going up to his mouth as he did so.

"Oh, you know me too well," he said lightheartedly. "In fact, I do have something to ask you," he added in a matter-of-fact tone.

Knowing too well that whatever he was going to ask was not going to be good, Espresso reluctantly decided to respond.

"Very well," he intoned. "Out with it."

"Do you know how much you slip up these days?"

That made Espresso stop completely. That tone… Eclair knew something, didn't he?

Espresso couldn't help but splutter a bit. "...Excuse me?"

Eclair continued on like he didn't hear him, even though that pause allowing his coworker to speak surely indicated he did. "Oh, you know, not just physically—the ears, teeth, 'demon' face—but also with your habits and urges."

Demon face? Espresso clenched his teeth, waiting for his coffee to be finally done. Latte told him something, didn't she?!

"Did Latte tell you about our shared time in college?" he questioned seethingly.

Again, Eclair continued on without answering him.

"You have some rather interesting pain spurts. Heck, Cocoa Cookie witnessed one and she was absolutely distressed!"

"....."

There is absolutely no way he should know that! Unless…

"Oh, and speaking of Latte… you really don't like her lattes, do you?"

"You are trying to investigate into the private lives of your coworkers, aren't you?" Espresso chided accusingly, turning around to face Eclair.

"Only the ones I deem important," Eclair replied with a self-righteous smirk. He picked up his notebook off the table.

He was most certainly preparing for this conversation before I came in, Espresso thought, a feeling of anxious rage rising in his chest. He turned back around to grab his cup of coffee in a futile attempt to ignore Eclair's next words.

"You know, you were quite an important case, being a… demon, was it?"

Espresso did a sharp yet near silent intake, eyes widening and grip tightening on his cup so suddenly and so hard that it nearly broke. He did what he could to calm himself so his hands wouldn't be shaking so much and Eclair wouldn't see the true extent of his reaction as he turned around. Eclair, seemingly expecting this reaction, stood up from his chair to fully face him.

"Tell me exactly what makes you say that," Espresso growled before taking a sip of his coffee.

Eclair, clearly having waited for this response the entire conversation, beamed, saying, "Gladly!"

He opened his notebook and flipped through a few pages, stopping at what appeared to be a list of notes for his claim, but before Espresso could read any of it, he flicked his wrist upwards so only the cover could be read from. Fixing his glasses, Eclair cleared his throat, an all too clear indication that he was about to give an explanation that would likely take up the remainder of time until class starts.

[baeklination]

With My Favourite Ally

Date: 210923

Warnings: SMUT 🔞, a lot of general fucking, anal, mouth fucking (incl. gagging), sucking, fingering, water*1, eating out, buttplug, gen.expl.lang.

Pairing: Baekhyun x F. Reader

WC: 7,1k

NOTE: *1. Yes, people - we have a shower scene. 2. It's a bit on the rough side at times, so remember that things are said/done in - and with - love.

Masterlist

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"...so they closed it off, but if you take the exit just before that one you'll be okay", Gemma explains over the speaker.

"Yeah, okay. It should be on the GPS, I think. We wouldn't want to make a…"

"WRONG TURN!"

"WRONG TURN!"

Too many times you've laughed at that joke - too many times you've seen that movie.

"Oh, wait, here he comes", you say, hearing the keys in the door. "Baekhyun..?"

"Yeah..?"

"Your GPS shows roadworks, right?"

"Yeah, sure. Hi", he says, giving you a quick kiss. "Do we have to take a different route?"

"Roadworks. Nothing cumbersome", Gemma assures him.

"Why can't you be friends with people who live in the city", Baekhyun jokes, speaking loudly for Fiona to hear.

"Hey, Baekhyun..! The ocean breeze will do you good, you'll see… So anyway, see you tomorrow? And remember you don't have to…"

A package of hard plastic lands on the table in front of you, flipping it around you raise your eyebrows and look at Baekhyun.

"...just come as you are."

"Yeah, sure. I'll call when we get there, let you know. Bye, Gem."

"Bye..!"

"A little small, no?"

Baekhyun takes a spoonful of your ice cream, shaking his head as he drags the spoon out.

"It's not for you, honey."

"Oh?"

"When you told me you were getting your nails done I felt kinda…"

"Ah, you felt kinda…", you smile at him.

"Yeah. And I thought I'd get an upgrade. You done with dinner?"

"You want to try it now? A size jump? What if it hurts tomorrow?"

He cradles your hand in his, kissing it and smiling mischievously.

"Is that how you felt when you met me..?"

Rolling eyes in head and tongue in mouth, you sigh at his cheek.

"Actually, you're right, Baekhyun. I can't wait."

"And then…", he says, getting to his knees in front of you, putting his hands on your thighs. "...we do it my way."

Baekhyun moans with delight when you press the circle against his hole, securing the plug.

"Can you move?"

"Now why…", he says, pulling you over him. "...are you treating me like a virgin? It's only bigger… Yes, I can move. Or were you hoping I wouldn't be able to..?"

He almost rips your zipper in two when he opens it, but without a care in the world for Maison, he continues to put his hand down your trousers. Twirling your panties around his hand, dragging them upwards, he teases your clit.

"Go change into something I like..?", he asks sweetly, planting juicy kisses on your lips. "Maybe...something black..? Do that for me?"

The way he asks, you'd wear any and every piece of clothing he likes… But also: the way he asks, what he likes may be in tatters by morning, so you don't pick from the high-end side. Giving him a dramatic twirl (mostly in jest) you show off your pick: a spaghetti-strapped mesh body - black.

"Good enough?"

He stops stroking himself, eagerly opening his arms when you join him on the bed - you in turn eagerly open your lips to his. They move delicately but hungrily on your mouth, matching his hands caressing your waist, thighs and rounding the curve of your ass, jiggling it.

"What's this?", he coos playfully, smacking you.

"Hey, I'm wearing a dress tomorrow. No marks", you remind him.

"The new one?"

"Yes. So don't-"

"Then your body's fine", he says and smacks your ass again. "This is fine.. Now be a good little wifey and lay down."

Placing himself behind you, his arm slides around your neck almost like a chokehold, but he keeps his hand firmly on your shoulder, grounding him.

Lifting your leg, he watches himself fuck you in the mirror, his dark eyes fixed on your stretched out pussy. He bites his lip, moaning as he rolls his now slick cock in and out.

"Move it…", he whispers deeply behind your ear, referring to the mesh covering you. "I want to see when you get swollen."

Baekhyun's not alone in enjoying the view; seeing yourself being filled by him adds a lewd layer to the act - one you've been partial to since the days you used to do it in front of his TV, for lack of a big mirror.

"This plug...mh…"

"Is it better..?"

"It's on my g-spot every time I push...and with your pussy around me…", he mumbles stickily, moving faster. "Ohh…"

You feel his entire range of motion with his length, curving up, getting thicker, lodging deep - in this position he even strokes just below your entrance when he slides in and out.

"And I thought I was the main event…", you moan, pressing on his back.

"You are my main event."

Letting go of your leg he closes his mouth around your breast, sucking and dragging his teeth over it, breathing salaciously. His saliva is stuck between the pattern of the mesh when he removes his mouth to pull it down, kissing roughly directly on your skin. Your fingers on his neck draws his attention to your mouth, where he buries his tongue deep, tasting every part of it and pushing his hand between your now closed legs and lets it rest in its tight fit as he thrusts hard into you from behind.

Moving back to kneel, he moves the skin on his cock over its head. When it glides over your tongue you taste yourself before his pre-cum eventually dominates the taste in your mouth. It doesn't take long for it to be clear he doesn't want a blowjob, not the way he's pushing his pelvis forward, steadying your head with a hand on the side of your face, so you stay still.

"Mmm...look at that…"

Throwing a glance at the mirror you're met by your puffed up cheeks trying to keep up with Baekhyun's cock.

"Ahh...look at that", he moans huskily, dropping his head back, grabbing his shaft tightly, squeezing a ring around it with his thumb and index, thrusting faster.

Your nose starts running along with your eyes. He ignores the small jerking of your body - he wants the big one. Blowing out air through your coughing, he gets it. You groan, catching your breath, and shake your head at him and his antics.

His hands are soft going down the sides of your face, as soft as soft as his chuckle and subsequent kiss on your temple before he straightens up, angling your head up to take him in your mouth again.

"Don't block me, honey", he demands in a sweet voice, juxtaposed to his wish to shove his cock down your throat.

Trying a slower approach, he lets you relax your jaw before letting him in, the head of his cock now just nudging down the rounded back of your mouth.

Even though tears have stopped gathering in your eyes from roughness, the slow pace means your larynx is blocked for a longer period, so you start feeling your chest - lungs - contract. Trying to match your breaths with his thrusts, you look up at him - the pout on his lips, tilted head and petting of your head tells you he knows exactly what's going on. For Baekhyun it's not about the sensation, not even about the gagging right now; he likes to know that his cock is lodged in your throat, that he has that kind of wife. Slipping his other hand behind your neck he pushes deep, making your muscles try to swallow him - literally. He groans and sucks in through his teeth, exhaling as he slides in again, his stomach pressing on your head.

"Breathe…", he hums, but knows it's gonna be impossible.

Not pulling out for even half a breath, he rolls his hips in quick succession, making you heave and pull back in no time. So, sitting back you glare at him - an act of complaint he adores. You turn sideways, pushing him away when he comes closer. When he tries to grab your hand you swat his away, but Baekhyun's fast; gripping your wrist before you can pull it back he bends your arm behind you. You lean forward to get away from the pain, enabling him to grab your other arm, essentially cuffing them on your back, pushing your head into the mattress. Sure, you could fight him - but do you really want to..?

Aggressively pulling your lingerie to the side he rams his cock into you.

"Ah...Ah", he growls with every hard thrust. "You think I can't see how wet you are?...Ah… Don't pretend you don't like it...Mh!"

Unintentionally, you moan, biting your lip when his groin smacks against you.

"That's it, honey...show me how you feel…", he continues, running his hand up your ass to your hip.

Taking his cock out, he flicks it back-and-forth over your anal, his breathing shaky - he's about to come. Moaning loudly as he slides back in, he lets go of your arms and holds your hips.

"Uh, fuck..!", he groans, as he rams his cock into you as fast as he can. "Shit, turn around… Uh, turn around..."

His speech is barely more than a huff. The moment you start, he pulls out, roughly grabbing your neck and pumps his cock.

"Aghh...aghh", he growls deeply, as his cum spurts over your face. "Ohhh... oh, shi…"

He crashes into the mattress knitting his brows, a necklace of sweat around his throat, glistening down between his pecs.

"Baekhyun..!", you whine, holding your hand out, keeping one eye shut tight.

Swinging his arm by the edge of the bed he comes up with his trousers in hand and gives them to you.

"Here..", he breathes hard, his stomach rising high.

After wiping his cum off, you tuck your hand under his thigh, but he's quick - so quick - to catch it.

"Don't even think about it…"

You bury your head in the covers, jokingly muttering he's no fun. He laughs, but cuts and jumps to a loud wail, again feeling how exhausted he is.

"How was it? I guess I don't have to ask, but..."

"How was it..?", he echoes, putting his hand on his cock. "I… Felt like the pressure of a goddamn fire hose went through me…", he says, rolling over, nuzzling your neck. "But you already know all about that, don't you?"

Sliding his hand between your legs, he glances up and sighs.

"I'll buy you a new one."

•

Whether it's because he feels he might've been a bit too rough or because he actually only has softness left, that's what you always get from him after this type of sex.

Pulling you down to sit on his lap, you brush your teeth in sync, the shushushu filling the bathroom of your otherwise still apartment. Even being done before you he waits, biting his toothbrush between his teeth, resting his hand on your lower back.

The start of a relationship is usually where you do everything together, but the both of you having tiny bathrooms back then meant one at a time which years on turned into double sinks. If Baekhyun is home - if you are - you wash up together. Not saying much, but together.

His stretched out arm is the airstrip personnel: "land here", which you gratefully do. The sheets are cold and make you shiver, but between pulling the covers and finding the warmth of his torso, you soon cosy on in.

"No ailments to report..?", he asks, stroking your arm.

"Nope", you shake your head on his chest. "I guess I'll see the final product tomorrow, but I shouldn't have any problems with the dress. But if I do…"

"If you do, huh..?", he smiles and tips your chin up for a kiss.

Musing for a second he starts giggling, his chest bobbing under your head.

"What?"

"Do you… Do you want me to dig up my old Halloween costume just to be safe? The mummy?"

With Baekhyun being such a dork, even laughing at his own lame jokes, how could you not follow suit?

"Pff, knowing you, you probably already have at least three dirty ideas about it…"

"I might. And knowing you…", he says, stretching to turn off the light."...you probably already have four."

Kissing you good night on the forehead he settles into the mattress with a faint grunt, like a thud in his throat, wrapping his arms tighter around you.

•

You're woken up by Baekhyun's knuckles gracing your ass.

"I know you're not thinking about putting your dick in me before saying good morning…", you mumble, drunk with sleep, not even opening your eyes.

"Never, ma'am", he whispers, keeping his laughter in his throat.

After some shifting, rustling and cool air hitting your back you feel his palm on your cheek, pulling it up. He places a soft kiss on your entrance, following with a few licks, and another kiss.

"Good morning."

"No, stay", you urge, trying to put your hand on his head under the covers.

He tsks when he comes up, pulling your lower body closer.

"I tagged you first. Besides…", he says, pushing the head of his cock into you. "...you'll barely notice, sleepy head."

Not yet wet, the spit on his cock helps, but doesn't provide the same sensuous glide as the real deal, but he semi-waits patiently; only the shortest thrusts once he's lodged his cock in you. Stroking your thigh, your stomach, kissing your shoulder, lightly pinching your nipple between his fingers while your breast lays in his palm. When you place your hand over his and push your ass back he extends his range of motion - now with the sweet glide of your juice - pressing firmly against your body, almost pausing, with every thrust. Turning towards him you tangle your fingers in his hair and enjoy the deep taste of his tongue.

"I guess a good night really does bring a good morning", you smile.

"Then I think it's gonna be a very good morning", he whispers over your lips.

Contrary to increasing his speed, he pulls out altogether and rolls out of bed. Neither far nor long though; he just gets up to pull the curtain to the side. Not completely, just enough to let in more than the echo of light you had, the overcast sky notwithstanding. His naked silhouette is gorgeous against the sliver of daylight - overcast as it may be - shining behind him and as he comes back his wet cock sways with his footsteps.

You get on his lap the moment he sits down, pushing your pussy against his length.

"Sit on me", he whispers hoarsely against your neck, gripping the underside of your legs.

You press his cock harder against your clit, in your hand feeling exactly how turned on he is, and let it stroke you before raising yourself up - and sliding down. Being pushed, Baekhyun doesn't mind laying, barely keeping his hands on your waist, biting his lips, as you pound him.

His thickness feels good, there's no need to rush. The sensation of your entrance hugging around him when you slide up, as if not wanting to let go, the way it stretches when he fills you.

He hums and caresses your stomach with his thumbs, cocking his head.

"Are you trying to get me to breed you, mama..?"

"No…", you shake your head, dropping to his chest, smiling at his remark.

Wrapping his arms around you, light as feathers, he rounds his length deep inside.

"Then why are you working my cock like that, hm?", he asks softly in your hair.

"Cus it's what I like…"

"It's what you like..? Well if it's what you like…"

He lets you sit back up again, but holds your hips firmly above his body, and thrusts. Bracing with his feet he goes just like you did, precise and hard, purposefully hitting your spot to bring out your orgasm. Even behind all the layers of hunger in his eyes, love is evident; the way he looks to see that he pleases you, does it the way you like it even though his morning hard-on is telling him to F...you...up.

With so many years passed, nearly all insecurities about being on display are far gone; you freely touch yourself in front of him - for him. Sliding your palms up your nipples sends a spark to your core, so, wetting your fingers, you run them over your clit, a signal to Baekhyun to thrust faster. With that, he starts moaning, joining in with your heavy breaths and the wet claps from your bodies.

"Baby…", you moan, dropping your head back.

It's impossible not to move your body, make the smacking harder as your fingers work deliciously on your clit. Baekhyun has always loved his morning naughties, so you bite your lip, squeeze your breast and look at him, eyes fluttering.

"Make me come, honey…"

He shivers, then he grunts, and digs his fingers into you. His pounding vibrates all between your legs as his cock pierces you over and over, and it starts your legs stiffening. You tremble and rub harder, desperately keeping your hand in place despite your tense muscles until it hits; shaking, wailing, releasing more fluids on Baekhyun's cock, you come.

He waits patiently as you ride it out, slowly pushing in and out, enjoying the mess you've made on him. Sliding out, you slump down next to him.

"I should start breakfast…", you breathe heavily, pretending to get up.

Baekhyun's hand encircles your upper arm - with a little smack due to the sweaty impact - and he comes up close behind.

"You - wife - are not going anywhere", he huffs, and kneels behind you.

"Higher", you say looking back at him, when he aligns himself.

Laying down on your back, kissing your shoulder he coos:

"Higher?", and wets his finger, gently sliding it in your ass. "You mean here..?"

When you arch deeper he giggles against your back.

"Yeah, I think you mean...right...here…"

Dropping a big ball of spit on his fingers, he smears it over your hole and presses the smooth head of his cock in, taking his time.

"Ahh...ahh...", he moans with every thrust, getting closer to being fully inside you.

Putting his arm around your neck, the right hand holding your hip, he finds his tempo. Seeing your ass being pushed up with every slap from his crotch is the perfect compliment to his burning breath on your shoulder and the ohh's that roll off his tongue every other time he bottoms out.

Pushing in deep, he changes to pressing his elbows in the mattress, clasping his hands together in front of your chest. It's barely that the rest of his body moves, only his ass swinging up and down, pushing your spine together; it's times like these you wish for some kind of reflection, to see Baekhyun's glutes tightening, the curve of his ass down to the back of his equally taut thighs.

"Ah….hhh...hhh...", he breathes hard, a spray of saliva landing on your neck, and he continues. "...hhh...uh, uh, ah", grips your pelvis hard, ramming, heaving out air as he comes in shaky thrusts.

Slowing down, he bounces against your ass, pushes deep, pulling you towards him, moaning. Even after he's settled he sweeps the hair from your neck, kisses you and, humming, rolls his hips.

•

When he's finally ready to get going his embrace reveals his hard-on, so you stick your butt out, poking him.

"Fina-"

"Ooh, don't", he groans and holds you still.

You turn around and look at him, surprised by his odd response.

"I want it to go down", he says and chuckles. "It's 'cus I put the plug in…"

"You did..? That's why you were taking so long..!", you exclaim with a big smile. "Really? Did you really?"

"I did really", he says, mimicking your tone, kissing you over the brow. "It was easier when you did it…"

"Tense?"

"Mm-hm…", he nods, putting his shoes on. "But it's fi-ine now. Shit..."

Straightening himself up, he puts his hand over his bulge and bites his lip.

It's both sexy and sweet, knowing he has it in - and that he did it in part for you.

"Are you gonna be okay to drive?", you ask, trying not to laugh.

"I'll be fine, hun. And when we get there…", he says, lifting his brow with a smile.

•

After some initial gasping and groaning, Baekhyun managed to get used to sitting with the plug, and now, twenty minutes on, you don't pay it very much mind - except for the occasional realisation that the sexiest man you know is three feet away from you with a sex toy in his ass.

With not much traffic outside of the city, Baekhyun is free to let his fingertips caress the nape of your neck as you lean towards the window, into the warming sunlight.

"I really love fucking you in the ass in the morning…", he says languidly.

"You make it sound as if I usually say no…", you murmur.

"No", he says, weaving his fingers into yours, giving your hand a kiss before resting them on your thigh. "Not at all."

With such a picturesque atmosphere it's no wonder you doze off.

Baekhyun loves singing in the car and though he's dreadfully out of tune it makes you happy to see him happy; tapping his thumb on the steering wheel, swaying his head, feeling good.

"...gateun geudaen yeppeoyo-oh-oh-ooh..!"

"CHUAYO!"

"CHUAYO!"

"Oh, you're up."

"Mm…", you sigh drowsily. "What time is it?"

"Hm, ten to four."

"Oh, it felt more like an hour than fifteen."

"Did I wake you up too early this morning? Go back to sleep...", he says, stroking your head.

"I'm not tired anymore. I wasn't even to begin with, I think."

Why are men sexy when they drive? There's nothing inherently sexy about, yet they are. At least your man is…

Nonchalantly you place your hand between his legs. He doesn't say anything, merely grunts when he slides forward a bit, touching the corners of his mouth with his fingers. He quickly becomes stiff in your hand - partly thanks to his toy, you suspect - so you put your hand down his trousers. A nudge with your fingers and his cock stands straight up in his boxers, an appetising protrusion against your palm. His hand automatically finds your thigh, squeezing it, when you drag your nails over the rim of his head. Faintly bucking his groin, he looks in both the rearview- and side mirror.

"Take it out", he says, voice thick with lust.

Contrary to traffic safety regulations you slip under the top part of the belt and lean to his side. Not pulling his pants down means you can't access his entire length, but it's nonetheless a good mouthful. Baekhyun's cock still tastes of this morning's semen since you decided on showering on arrival, bringing up images of the morning as well.

"Agh…"

His fingers tip tap under the hem of your trousers, trying to slide in, grab your ass, but it's too tight, so he lets them rest where they are. His arousal amuses you, so you push him to the back of your throat.

"Mmm...", he groans, running his hand up your back. "Let's pull in at a rest stop…"

Releasing him, but pumping, you shake your head. Throwing a glance to the side he looks almost worried, running his hand along your neck, his thumb petting your earlobe.

"Why not..?"

Then he chuckles softly through his nose and manages to put at least half of his mouth on your lips while still watching the road.

"Is it too base for my baby? Hm..?"

"No, but it's too soon for my baby", you say and sit back, nodding towards his backside.

He grimaces and squeezes himself, letting go with a loud sigh and pulls his trousers up.

"I know… You're right."

"You'll thank me when we get there", you affirm and take his hand.

"Oh, I'll something you…"

•

"...are you sure? Oh, my god, I'm so sorry."

"It's o-kay, relax..!", Gemma assures you on the other end of the line. "It's not your fault the highway jammed up, and I much prefer to have you guys groomed and clean when you do get over here."

"Argh..! Yeah, I know, but aish… Whatever, okay. We'll hurry up and see you soon."

After making good time - not pulling in at a rest stop - the highway had suddenly become crammed with cars with little to no movement in forty-five minutes, leading to you having circa fifteen minutes until the party starts.

"What'd she say?", Baekhyun asks, hanging up your dress on the closet door.

"You know her, doesn't sweat a thing. I would've said the same thing, it's just different being on this side of things", you sigh, putting your hair in a bun. "It's okay if I don't wash it, right?"

"Oooh, baby, you're so dirty…", he jokes, putting his arms around you. "But if you want to, there's time. I don't want to hurt you, but I think it's time you knew…"

"What?", you squint your eyes at him.

"Gemma...has other friends to hang out with. She's been seeing them behind your ba-…"

"Oh, I knew it was gonna be some-..!", you holler and break free, continuing to undress. "I'll be fifteen minutes."

Wringing out the water from your hair you hear the woosh of the glass door sliding and get a chill on your body.

"Has it been fifteen minutes already?"

"Maybe ten…", he says, stepping in behind you, his cock swaying stiffly.

Grabbing the shower head from you, he lets the water drench his hair, run over his closed eyes, down his body. Combing his hair back and wiping his face he smiles cheekily and starts screwing the shower head off its hose. The water flows out concentrated but soft, like from a gardening hose, so partly covering it with his thumb he regulates the water's pressure and backs you into the corner.

"We've got time."

Feeling behind his balls your fingers meet the plug; you pull it out just an inch and slide it back. Baekhyun moans, enveloping his lips over yours.

"Finally…"

He doesn't have to tell you to spread your legs, you do it eagerly when he puts the water stream to your stomach and brings it downward. The first hit on your clit gets you up on your toes, gasping, pushing your pelvis out. Baekhyun giggles in your mouth and curls two fingers into you, at the same time spraying the water on your clit again. You moan, grabbing his neck - unsuccessfully trying to grind against it, while he fiercely fucks his fingers into you.

"That's my baby", he whispers, turned on by your whines in his ear.

You pull up the skin to reveal the most sensitive part of your clit and when he aims for it your muscles immediately contract, pushing your pelvis out even further. Your mouth hangs open as you claw at his neck, convulsing on his pounding hand, crying out in pained wails.

"Shh, baby", he laughs at your excessive volume, but flicks his fingers over your clit, making you jerk and whine all the more while you come down.

Offhandedly tossing the hose to the side, pressing close, he lifts your leg and slides his hand behind your head. Sucking roughly on your lips he caresses his cock against you, looking for your entrance. Finding it, he nudges the tip in, then rounds out and snaps his pelvis.

"Ah, fuck", you gasp, putting your arm around his shoulders for support.

Continuing snapping, he doesn't stop kissing you. They're both rough, both what you want.

"Now, about what happened in the car…", he coos, looking at you while ramming his cock as deep as he can.

"What..?", you gasp. "What happened..?"

He leans in again, his back becoming hunched with every new thrust as he quickens the tempo. He exhales in high-pitched moans coated in honey, telling of his desire for you.

Water sloshes on the floor when he gets new footing, digging his fingers into your ass, his face in your shoulder. His wet hair gets plastered to his - and your - skin. Pounding into you, yet moving you along with him, he whispers hoarsely:

"I'm your husband, you shouldn't deny me these things…"

Fighting to even catch your breath between the gasps, answering him is not a priority. Being on time isn't a priority - not having your shoulder blades ground to dust against the tiles isn't a priority.

His even-paced pants are interrupted by a deep-chested trembling and his precise smacking turns to rolling when he comes.

"Ah-h-h...ash… A-HH, A-HH, AH, fu…", he moans and cries into your neck, filling you with his cum.

He pushes so deep while riding it out you have to push his shoulders down in turn; he understands, goes a little easier, a little gentler each time, ending up slowly rolling while lavishing juicy kisses on your lips.

Puffs of the giggle through his nose tickle you over the lip and he slides his length out and look down, kicking in the water.

"Leave it…", you sigh, sliding down to the floor, when he bends to grab the hose. "I'll finish up showering from down here… Come. I'll take it out."

So, kneeling in front of you, he arches with a faint moan as you drag the plug out.

"Freedom…"

"Oh, 'cus I'm the one who told you to wear it then work yourself up…"

"You are the one who worked me up, hun", he reminds you, screwing the showerhead back on and giving it to you.

•

"Eh...I don't-"

"I know, but wait 'til you see it on", Baekhyun says, holding his finger up.

Taking his first option off, he pulls the second over his head. You cock your head, knitting your brows.

"Huh?"

"I know, right?", he smiles, holding out his arms.

"How has it done that?", you exclaim in surprise.

In his hand, this flowy silk shirt looked like a woman's blouse, particularly with the knit lace encircling its short sleeves, but on him it - he - looks suave and sexy in a casual way.

"I love it. Ugh… What… And it goes great with the pants."

"Right? Even if it's all black it's a little something, something. I'm just gonna", he says and grabs his watch from the nightstand. "You ready?"

"Technically, but hmm, I don't know… Feels like something's missing…", you muse, looking in the mirror.

"Feeling a little competitive..?", he teases, looking in the mirror behind you. "Didn't you bring earrings? The small gold ones?"

"Ah!"

He breathes in loudly, smacking his lips with a nod; you know him well enough to sigh and wait for his joke about being a top fashionista.

•

"Brubububruuu..!"

"We're not that late..!", you holler, refusing to accept Michael's impromptu trumpet work.

"I had my finger on the dial to Missing People - whow! Coming through with the fashions, bro'. Nice!", he roars when Baekhyun takes off his jacket.

"Aeh…", he sighs and helps you with yours like the gentleman he is. "I have to make an effort when the missus looks like this."

Waving at a few familiar faces, your attention is diverted when Gemma appears in the kitchen door, crossing her arms:

"Well, well... Look who decided to show up!"

You extend your arm, bottle of gin in hand.

"For being late", you grimace apologetically.

"...and you know it's all her fault", Baekhyun says, pointing his thumb at you.

"...since way back in school, I've known them", Gemma explains to one of her guests.

You're not the type of couple to hang on each other's arms the whole night, but being midway through your second drink your eyes keep travelling across the room to where Baekhyun is. There's something unusually alluring about the way he looks in that shirt, be it the thin fabric whispering about his body underneath, the lace hanging off his triceps when he takes a sip or the three buttons he left undone so you'd be "begging for me to take you round back", as he had put it before you left.

Catching you eye, he casually pours a glass of water, takes a sip and - not so accidentally - spills, the water running down his neck to his chest.

"Whow. Here...", Michael says, handing him some paper.

"Thanks."

After patting his neck dry he goes to his chest, opening another button to reach, casting an eye your way.

"Ah...ah...", he moans quietly, the soft, wet clapping matching him.

Unlike in the shower, his hands now hug your hips softly as he takes you from behind. His boxers - anchored around his thighs - grace the inside of your leg as he moves.

Needs knows no bounds so for now a house wall to lean against and an outdoor sofa to rest your leg on is as good as any bedroom.

"Don't look now...", he whispers amused, lowering himself to your ear. "But I think someone's looking…"

You shut your eyes to not accidentally search for whoever it is.

"Where..?"

"You know the edge of the lawn..? He's pretending to be on the phone, maybe he is, but he keeps walking back and forth, looking here every time..."

"You wanna go back in?"

"No. I want to show you off", he says and pulls up your dress to the small of your back. "Should I spank your ass with my cock..?", he snickers.

"Shh, don't overdo it. Don't embarrass him."

"He's the little perv, spying on us. Or maybe you told him to come out..? Ah…Oh...I know how you like an audience…"

"So do you."

Carefully looking to your side, you spot him - and he's indeed a little spy. Baekhyun's right about you liking an audience, so you arch a little deeper, bend your knee higher up. Turning to face him you mouth "faster", so he goes faster, sliding his hands down your cheeks, pressing them apart. Cocking his head he can't resist to caress your anal with his thumb and moans..

His tongue plays in the side of his mouth, as if he knows your secret, knows what a dirty little girl you are, wanting him so bad you don't care who sees.

"I'm….ssh, pulling out...", he says, wetting his thumb then continues to rub.

"Wait 'til we get home…"

"Not like that", he says, letting the tip of his finger slide in, not at all having meant for it to be his length.

Even just that bit of stimulation increases your arousal, so you push back on him. Following your lead, he presses his entire thumb in, breathing all the harder.

"No, no…", he pants after a while, more so to himself than you. "I'm teasing myself..."

"You're not gonna come?"

"No", he replies, on his way over the edge. "Ahh...no, I'm waiting...ah...ah, shit."

He pulls out at the last minute, grabs the shaft of his cock and leans over you with stuttering breaths.

"Fucking close…"

•

Baekhyun's curious way of sleeping when you're out of town continues; at home he likes his side, anywhere else and he tends to stay on yours. As if he's barely moved, his head is tucked deep in the pillow, his arm seemingly slid off your waist lying just behind your back. Knowing he's had a rough week at work you decide to let him sleep in, tuck your feet in the courtesy slippers and carefully close the door behind you.

Finding an - equally courteous - robe in the bathroom you take a deep breath, smelling the hem of it. It is just a morning robe, but the stitching reminds you of the dobok Baekhyun used to wear for hapkido, when you'd pretend to be watching any- and everyone compete until he finally asked you out. He's really loved you for that long...

It's a lovely day. There's no sunny sky, or birdsong when you open the kitchen window, but an overcast, quiet morning. It might be in your head, but you imagine getting a whiff of the salty ocean and decide to have your coffee outside (hoping the beach hammock you've set your sights on doesn't flip you over).

Sighing over just how randomly you managed to pick a random magazine from the pile, you welcome the low snort coming from inside. Bending your knees, letting the robe slide from your legs, you pretend to not notice and continue "reading". A cheeky whistle rings out from the kitchen window.

"My, my…"

Bingo. Hiding behind the magazine, you compose yourself and count to three before dropping it on the grass, and sure as salt on fries, there he walks across the lawn.

"I thought I'd let you sleep in."

"M-hm…", he murmurs, opening his robe, showing his hardening cock. Stroking the back of your thigh he gives you a kiss. "How'd you sleep?"

"I was out in five. You?"

"Same", he nods, letting his robe fall down.

Straightening your legs up, he kisses a trail from your calf downwards, caressing the back of your legs. When his eyes meet yours he spanks your cheek, a quick flick of the wrist causing a lashing effect. He smiles at your jolting and the subsequent bucking of your hips in pleasure.

"Did you put the plug in again?"

"No…", he shakes his head, guiding his cock into you. "You're still my favourite toy."

It's a tighter squeeze with having your legs closed, but it means his length strokes your entrance harder - a different nuance. And when he hikes your legs up, hugging your thighs, you almost feel like a toy; letting your body bounce up and down on meeting his energetic rolling, stroking you here, digging his fingers into you there, biting his lip with dark eyes fixed on yours - Baekhyun knows full well this is the position that makes you feel the most filthy. Because with no anchoring, there's nothing you can do, no action to take than to be fucked by him. Your powerlessness makes you squirm, but also makes you wet. When Baekhyun fucks you like this...your brain goes splat. And of course, he wouldn't be Baekhyun if he didn't tease you about it. Chuckling, sucking on your leg, he coos:

"Mmpoor baby…"

Closing your eyes earns you a rough slam.

"Look at me, honey…"

Continuing with the same, hard, thrusts, he lets out a cascade of sweet moans and hums, he himself eventually closing his own eyes, elation painted on his face. Letting himself be momentarily swept away, he comes back with a few deep, soft thrusts before pulling out, spreading your bent legs. Untying the belt still round your waist, he leans in, dousing you in moany kisses, circling his thumb over your nipple. Backing, kneeling high in the grass, he softly feathers his fingertips on your thighs, his kisses leading the way, sending shivers through your body. When he reaches the edge between your legs and pussy, he runs them along it, up...down...up...down...up...down, letting his fingers follow the curve close to your hole, meeting just below it. By the pull of his lips you can tell he's near bursting with desire to eat you out, yet he waits - not only to tease you, but for your pleasure.

Sliding his fingers up, onto your folds, he carefully parts them, making sure you feel the stretch on your clit. Knowing better than to rush him all you can do is caress yourself, try not to roll your hips.

"You're swollen…", he whispers, swaying his head, taking a deep breath. Stroking circles on your ass with his thumbs, he at last lets his lips touch you, a juicy kiss just under your entrance. Wrapping his arm around your leg, he lets his fingers glide over your entrance, collecting fluids which he uses to slide up either side of your clit, massaging while continuing working under your entrance.

You watch with anticipation when he comes closer. Barely opening his mouth he envelopes your clit, letting his slick lips slide from it before doing it again.

"Put your fingers inside…", you whisper, tangling your fingers in his hair.

He calmly takes it away with a mild "no..." and flicks his tongue over you, gently panting. You moan and automatically bring your hand back - a phenomenal pain electrifies your core up to your chest when he spanks your clit. Don't means don't. He smiles at you while lapping to soothe it, putting some pressure on your entrance, rubbing it, while you grip your thighs in want.

"Get down here", he says, sliding his hands to your waist.

Tipping over in his lap with a yelp, you welcome feeling his body against yours for a moment before he gets you on your back.

Spreading his thighs wide, he steers his cock down and pushes it into you. Knowing you're definitely ready, he sets a quick pace from the get, hooking his hands at the top of your legs, pulsating firmly. Paying special attention to his shaft he makes sure it meets your body with each thrust, squeezing his balls on your ass. The entrance stimulation - smacking and stretching - releases more juice, leading to wetter claps.

He lets you pull him down, but keeps pounding like before, supporting himself on his knees, grunting when you dig your nails in his ass - separating them gives his sensitive hole a tickle.

He breathes wetly next to you, lying down, rocking your body as well as he begins billowing his hips, lifting you up by your ass to get - and give - a deeper hit. The smell of his perfume long gone, only the scent of his slept in skin remains, mixing with notes of freshly cut grass as your moving's broken it to release its scent.

"Mhh", he grunts in your neck. "I love you…".

Raising his head, the muscles on his back grow even stiffer, protruding above his spine. Barely finishing your kiss, he whispers "I love you" in your mouth, his wet lips caressing yours before a wail rings in your head. Dropping his head he stutters, his breath hitching as he swings his hips back-and-forth erratically, fucking his cum into you.

"Uh...ah...mmmm…", he moans, pressing deeply.

His breath is hot on your collarbone, his stomach pushing down on yours as he pants and swallows hard.

"Marry me."

"Marr…", you stutter, breathing heavily, then laugh, seeing as how you already are. "What if I say no..?"

"Nah-ah, marry me...", he says again, peppering tickling kisses on your neck.

You cry out and try to get away, to no avail.

"Okay, okay! On one condition."

"What?", he asks, looking at you.

"Finish what you started…"

A sly smile spreads across his face then he showers you with kisses again.

"You're gonna marry me so many times over..."

[pure-kirarin]

Slow & Steady [P2] [Sabo x f!reader] (+18)

Genre : Romance - Smut - Bestfriends to lovers General warnings : Alcohol consumption - Dark themes - Swearing - S m u t - possessiveness - Mention of ex-relationships - jealousy

A/N : This is really different from my usual writing style but I am experimenting. Please tell me your thoughts and don’t hesitate to ask to be added to the tag list :) AO3 : https://archiveofourown.org/works/31877203?view_full_work=true

In the last chapter --  «-Enough playing now, you're going to sleep. -B-but ! This wasn't what I asked for....You're really a coward after all...You virgin... » He carried you to his room, putting you on the bed and sitting next to you. «-I'd love to prove you wrong. However, it would be better if you were in a state where you'd be able to recall how good I am. If you want me to fuck you this badly then maybe ask me when you're sober.

Part I - Part II

Part II  -Yeah yeah...Pff..You're no fun Sabo. Things were finally getting interesting ! »

He smiled seeing that you were now calmer. You started to yawn and bury your face in his pillow. He loved to see you getting so comfortable in his room. He really needed a cold shower after your little show.  -Goodnight (Y/N). I'll sleep on the couch. You can get comfortable. -Are you crazyy ? You gonna leave me alone like this ? Let's sleep together~ -Come on (Y/N), you're a big girl. You could sleep alone for one night, would you ? Translation : I don't want to spend the whole night with a semi. And you're dangerously flirty, and I have wanted you for years and now I have to abstain.

-Pleaaaase. You said looking at him with puppy eyes. He rolled his eyes placing a hand in his hair. God.damn.it.

You won again. Like every time. * * *  You opened your eyes hardly next day, feeling something hard against your thigh. You looked at the ceiling

Oh...I am not in my room...Where the fuck am I ?

you turn around only to discover the embodiment of Adonis to your side. A light beam was lighting up Sabo's face. He looked like an angel as his beauty couldn't be that of a human.

Was he always this handsome ?

You didn't know, in fact, you have never had the occasion to wake up in his bed. Wait, in his bed ? This realization came slowly as your head was still foggy from yesterday's consumption.

You looked down, the thing that was pressing against your leg was indeed :

his thing.

You frowned, blushed, pulled away, put a hand on your lips repressing an internal scream, all of this in around three seconds. You then tried to calm down, telling yourself that it was very normal for a man to experience this kind of morning unconviniences, and that Sabo was a man, after all. Even if  you have always seen him as a bestfriend, he was still a man that is capable of physical attraction.

Now that this internal monologue was done with, you felt a bit calmer, but that didn't answer your question. You got out of bed, trying to recall what happened after going in the bar. And it came back. All of it. Without any mercy for your feelings.

You wanted the ground to swallow you whole. Your only wish was to disappear which meant : calling Nami. You headed out of the house, not even having the courage to face your bestfriend.

« Namiiiii -Uh ? What's the matter ? -I fucked up. I fucked up really bad. -Oh yeah ? Tell me about it. -Wait, why do you seem excited ? -O-oh I'm not excited. Come on tell me. What else could you have possibly done ? -I asked Sabo to fuck me. -Wait what ? You could hear Vivi ask Nami about what happened and her answering « She asked Sabo to fuck her ». -Nami ! Don't go on telling everyone about this. I'm on my way. -For starters, Vivi isn't « everyone », she's my girlfriend. And I'm here waiting for you to tell me what happened. -Wait, I'll come at your place. This can't be discussed over the phone. »

You hung up on her. Ten minutes later, you were at her place. Extremely confused. Nami was painting her nails bright red on the bed while Vivi was sitting comfortably on a chair. You let your whole body weight fall on a lounge pug, tourmented.  «-So tell me how you and Sabo ended up fucking. She emphasized the last word in a way that made you almost choke on air.  -We didn't actually. Nami and Vivi both sighed in a synchronized « Ah » of disappointment. -So hmm...I don't remember clearly. I was really drunk-- well that you're aware of and...And Sabo didn't want to leave me alone so we went to his place. Ace was at Thatch's so we were alone. We hugged and he comforted me. Then I started teasing him, and I don't know what I was thinking, but I kissed him, and then I asked him to fuck me. -Wow that escalated quickly. Said Nami as she continued painting her nails.

-Well, I was heartbroken, I needed something, someone, and he was there, and you know Sabo, he's a good guy ! I don't know what's worse, the fact that I asked him to fuck me or the fact that he said no.

-Oh god I'm so so sorry

- Nami please don't make things worse for me.

-No offense, but you're so dense. Sabo has always been into you. Do you want him, or do you not ? I know that going right into a relationship after a breakup is a bad idea. But honestly it's worth giving it a shot. He's a really good guy. Try dating someone nice for once.

-I don't know, he has something unsettling about him. Like « almost too good to be true » you know ? Added Vivi.

-Ohhh~ I see. Honestly, I always thought that he was a bit prude and hella vanilla. I mean, yes, he's my best friend. But he has never talked about girls to me or about sexual stuff. So I just assumed that. I never thought that he'd be packin' like that. You said as you popped a lollipop in your mouth.

-Ah ? Was it really that impressive ? asked Nami, genuinely curious.

-Yeah. On a scale from 0 to doflamingo he's a solid eight point seventy five. (*)

-Oh gosh. I understand why you're so worked up now.

-That's really...precise. Added Vivi, a bit horrified.

(*) [ The dear reader might need this clarification ; Doflamingo was Law's uncle, he sometimes came to pick him up after uni with his luxurious lamborghini. He wore extremely tight pants that left little to the imagination. And he was most known among your clique for having a nine incher. It was a running joke wether to know if Law got his uncle's genes. Needless to say that this joke wasn't to Law's taste. Now back to our adorable Y/N. ]

-So. I really don't know what to do. I am still heartbroken. -And horny. Added the ginger. -Yeah, that too. I'm afraid of ruining our friendship. -Listen dear, said Nami as she was closing the nail polish bottle, if you're not going for it, someone else would. And trust me, that girl Koala is upping her game. She's going to steal him right in front of your eyes, just like this - and she snapped her fingers. -Oh, and then, you can forget about being « best friends ». Said Vivi adding fuel to the fire. -Yeah, once he's gonna start dating, he won't have too much time for you-- and then, that Koala girl, my god, she seems extremely possessive ! -No way, your voice was detached, trying to act is if you weren't worried, Sabo has never dated any girl before.- -Yes but he seems to get along with that girl. And to be honest, she's kinda cute.

-Nami ! Vivi pinched her forearm playfully, pretending to be jealous.

-That hurt ! And don't be jealous, you know that you're my only one~

-Hmm...I prefer that. Vivi laughed. You started caughing reclaiming for their attention.

-Attention please ! We're discussing my dick-appointment here.

-Jesus you're really annoying, (Y/N), just go for it already.

-How much did he pay you to tell me this huh ?

-What ? He didn't pay me ! You're just always getting your heart broken. I'm just trying to be a good friend.

-Say that you are trying to get rid of her~ Jokes Vivi.

-Vivi, don't expose me like this- Nami plays along while laughing.

-I hate you girls ! You say as you throw a pillow on Nami. The ginger starts complaining that you messed her Nail polish, and the whole scene metamorphosed into a pillow fight.

* * *

You spent the whole day with the girls, chit-chatting about boys and girls and playing stupid games. You felt way more comfortable now, less ashamed. However, you were surprised because you didn't get a message from your bestfriend. You wondered wether he was mad at you, it wasn't in his habits.

You decided to message Ace [click for conversation] [ (Y/N) : Heyy amigo is Sabo ok ? Did he tell u smth abt yesterday ? Ace : Ouch, your hurting my feelings, </3 Only talking to me to ask about my brother~ Yea hes okay why tho ? (Y/N) : Ooo kay. He's home ? Ace : He is. Why don't u directly text him ? (Y/N) : Don't tell him I asked. Btw I didn't forget about those 10 bucks you « borrowed » from me. Give it back.] He didn't answer. You sighed and decided to go see Sabo to settle things down. It was the first time that you were embarrassed to see your best friend. You dressed up in a black skirt and t shirt. You didn't usually pay attention to your looks when you went to hang out at Sabo's, but you were really stressed out and what the girls have said about Koala made you scared of losing him. After all, you had some abandonment issues. You had to settle this down once and forever. You arrived at the guy's place, it was an apartment not so far from your own student flat. You knocked on the door and Ace opened : -Ohhh, (Y/N), he whistles, lookin' like a girl today huh ? -What are you implying you dumbass ? Where's Sabo ? -He's in his room with Koala.- -Wait what ? Koala ? What is she doing here ? Ace raised an eyebrow then said amused ; -I don't know, go ask him yourself. -You're useless as usual. -Always so sweet. You on your period or something ? -I didn't forget about my twenty bucks by the way. -I said I'm goin' to pay you back alright ? Now go talk to Sabo. You and Ace were always teasing each other in a brotherly way, but in reality, he really cared for you, it was just your usual way of communication. But it was true that knowing that Koala was in Sabo's room put you in a bad mood. You knocked on the door with a knot in your stomach. Did they start dating ? Was Sabo interested in her ? These ideas were torturing you. But why did you care anyways ? It was none of your business. He could date whoever he wants. You opened the door but there was only Sabo relaxing on his bed, still fully clothed. « - Sabo ?-Oh, (Y/N), what brings you here ? -Why ? Do I need a reason to see my best friend ? He sits on bed looking at you. He doesn't fail to notice your cute outfit, it was different from your usual sweatpants and hoodies, the way it complemented your figure was almost too much for him. Just that sight was driving him insane, but his face didn't betray his emotions, like always, he acted friendly, not an ounce of lust in his dark ebony eyes. You took place next to him. He smelled good, you thought. The same fresh minty smell as last time. Did he always smell this good ? -(Y/N) ?Huh ? Is everything okay ? His voice seemed concerned.He cared for you. And you had those stupid immature and posessive thoughts. Get a grip of yourself, (Y/N), you thought. -Oh yea-- wasn't Koala here ? Ace told me you were with her.

You tried so hard to act like you didn't care, but he knew you like the back of his hand. But still, he played along. -Hmm..Yes. She just left. I was going out as well. He says with a sweet smile, looking at his watch. You couldn't help but make a disappointed face. -But Sabo I wanted to - I'm really sorry (Y/N), let's talk later. He ruffles your hair and you close your eyes as he does so. You felt stressed out. What happened exactly ? You felt intimidated in his presence for the first time. You wanted him to stay and talk this out. It was a bit awkward for you now. You never thought too much. As he was going out of the room you held the fabric of his coat tight in your hand ; -Sabo- -Hum ? Need me to drop you somewhere ? -N-no. You let his sleeve go, realizing what you have just done, I'll stay a bit then go back home. Don't worry about me. -Alright then. See you later ? -Yeah. See ya. ]

You looked at Sabo go away and you followed him shortly after. Meanwhile Ace was sitting on the couch and watching some movies. You went back home and was quite tormented. It wasn't the right time to worry as you had your assignments and studies to deal with. On one hand, you didn't even have the time to think of your ex boyfriend and his cheating but on the other, you felt like you were let down by Sabo. But why ? He didn't do anything. He just found himself a new friend and a potential new girlfriend.

He didn't even talk about her, but why where you so upset by him meeting her ? After all, he had the right to date just like you always did.

A few days have passed and you didn't get the chance to talk to Sabo. Your exams were getting closer and closer and you didn't feel ready.

Usually, Sabo would help you with your assignments but you were too scared to ask. You realized how much you relied on him and how he has been always there for you.

Who were you exactly to him ?

Maybe you took him for granted.

As you were on your bed looking at the ceiling and trying to collect every drop of motivation in your system to study, you heard your phone ring. It was Sabo's ringtone ! ----- Tag list : @vemuabhi @chloe-abbacchio @mwls-garden @soanywaysistartedsimping If you wanna get tagged just ask for it :)

[mxtcha-tea]

and that's how i met you mother

✎desc; love at first sight with shiratorizawa (honestly, not all of them are love at first sight but ignore that)

✎pairing[s]; shiratorizawa 3rd years x f!reader (separate)

✎genre; fluff, crack

✎language[s]; english

✎chef note; just an excuse for me to write lovesick boys💗 (I can’t do Shirabu, Kawanishi and Goshiki’s part cause I ran out of ideas🤸‍♀️🚆)

Ushijima

It would just be a normal day in his class, learning and stuff like usual

Then after the teacher finished explaining and hand out the tasks, he'll went through his pencil case and couldn't seem to find any pen

Ushijima frowned at that and looked throughly in his pencil case but with no luck, there's none

He swore that he had put some inside, maybe his mind slipped a little?

A tap on his shoulder caught his attention as he turned his head around to make eye contact with you

You're holding out one of your pen to him with a neutral look,

"You can have it," Ushijima look at you surprised, does that mean he can just take it from you? That's a little absurd

But he didn't question it and nodded, slowly taking the pen from your hand and continue studying

The pen doesn't really sit right in his hand, it's not being his and literally someone else that he doesn't have the chance to talk to

He'll spare a glance at you every minute (ngl, he's complimenting your side view internally)

And when you caught him looking at him, he'll just blink and slowly look back at his work with a light blush on his cheeks

(Istg it's so cute)

After the class ends and before you can leave for lunch, Ushijima caught your attention first,

"Here, thank you for lending me this. And unfortunately, i can't take it from you"

You're just looking at him with a dumbfounded look before taking the pen from him,

"Ah, no problem, um..." "Ushijima Wakatoshi"

You nodded at that, scratching the back of your head "...Ushijima. And it's [y/n]"

Both of you are just standing there in front of each other but it's not awkward, surprisingly

It's as if you two are waiting for one of you to speak and end the convo

(Spoiler alert; none of you wanted to end the convo since both of you find each other interesting)

You cleared your throat, fiddling with your pen a little, "Okay, see you after this, Ushijima"

He nodded at that and with that, both of you went to your separate ways

'[Y/N], YOU AWKWARD BASTARD! THAT WAS SO EMBARRASSING, I BET HE THOUGHT THAT YOU'RE WEIRD NOW!'

Ushijima's just walking towards the gym with a fairly visible blush across his cheeks as he look down

"Ushijima..."

"[y/n]..."

"I guess he's fine..."

"I guess she's fine..."

Ushijima Current Mission!

Trying to figure what other scenarios he can drag you in to have a convo with you again

Good luck Wakatoshi~!

Tendou

You and Tendou have talked with eachother a couple of times but it's nothing more than that

And Tendou actually want to talk more with you (at first for friendship points but y'know...)

Today, you look more beautiful than ever to him today

It's not like you're not beautiful every other day (he thinks you're pretty so that's why he kept on having a convo with you)

And he caught into that

Somehow, he can't help bet stare at you in a distance and he tried his best to avoid getting caught

(Tendou's scared that you find him creepy for looking at you all the time and he don't want that thought to flood you mind)

Then, you came to him to explain about the work your science teacher gave since she's absent for the time being

And you can bet that he doesn't hear a single thing you said because he's too focused on yourself

It's kinda like in those scenes in manga where the main character stare into the main interest

The main interest looking as beautiful as ever with flowers around them

Pretty eyes, angelic face, kissable lips

For him, you're perfect and he even thought that you might be an angel in disguise

No matter how you even see yourself, he would always think that you're fascinating, adorable, enticing—

"Tendou, are you okay?"

The redhead snapped out from his thought and got caught by you

By now, his face is literally mocking his hair color as he chuckled nervously,

"Ah, I'm fine! It's just that..."

He was about to stop mid sentences but thankfully he still got that crumbs of courage and just goes with it,

"...you look pretty today,"

Tendou said with a closed eyes smile, peeking an eye open and trying to see your reaction (ngl he's nervous)

You blinked

Before you literally exploded at that which is what make him surprised in his seat

You fake coughed, looking away and avoiding eye contact,

"Thanks...."

[love meter +10!]

If this is an actual manga or anime, there could've been hearts dancing around him

Timeskip to Tendou at his home and squealing quietly to himself (he can't let his family hear him fanboying for someone in his school lmao)

"We're totally going to marry 3 years from now on~" he says to himself in the mirror with so many confidence

(I just love it when Tendou act like that, let him have his moment)

"Haha, thank you gods for creating me and [y/n] in the same world,"

Tendou's Current Mission!

Getting to know you better and give tons and tons of compliments, just like in the simulations! Specifically otomes and dating games

Try your best Satori~!

Semi

It was another day, another practice session

Except that it went longer than Semi expected, he managed to run from the gym to the main entrance

But before he can even put on his shoes, heavy rain started pouring down

He look at the dark grey sky, resting his forehead onto the shoe locker with one shoe already in his foot while the other in his hand

Sighing, Semi thought about asking to come with Tendou and Yamagata since he didn't bring his umbrella

But on second thought, he realized that they prolly forgot theirs too

And all 3 of them have to run under the rain again like last time

Yamagata and Tendou: "We can avoid the rain if we're fast enough!"

He shivered at that their words and the thought of getting terribly sick again

And before Semi's brain can process a strategy for himself, he was caught off guard when an umbrella was opened next to him,

"Ah sorry,"

In those few seconds, everything went slow motion when your eyes catches his

(He swore it felt like in the anime)

He can feel his cheeks flushing a little but thanks to the wheater, it's not obvious

"Hello?" Semi snapped from his thoughts, shaking his head before focusing on you again,

"Sorry, sorry, um—" "You don't have an umbrella?"

He blinked, shaking his head slightly

It's a pretty peaceful staring between you two with the rain hitting the ground as background sounds

Until you lift your umbrella up, and pointed at the small spot next to you with your thumb,

"Here, I'll help you,"

"Eh?"

Semi was flabbergasted a little at your statement but would he decline it?

Of course not,

"Just tell me where your house is then I help you go there,"

And that's how he find himself back at his house's entrance with you in front of him,

"And that's why I just let you walk with me for the afternoon,"

"Is that so, oh wait! I haven't known your name, and you prolly haven't known my name either..."

He scratched the back of his neck before looking at you with a smile,

"The name's Semi Eita, thanks for the walk back home,"

Your lips parted a little before in turns into a tooth rotting smile,

"[y/n], no problem and thanks for the company, Eita,"

An arrow pierced through his heart as his face is literally the color of Tendou's hair

And just like that, you left him on the entrance with a funny expression upon his face

Cutting the scene to Semi punching his pillow (rip pillow)

"You already caught me off guard already but you really had to look at me like that...."

Semi's Current Mission!

Try to find you the next day after first period and try not to be awkward with you and his convo after the eventful day

You can do it Eita~!

Yamagata

Let's just say that,

Yamagata went through the late anime girl scenario

But with his toast falling down from his mouth while running towards his school

And his stamina almost running low despite being a volleyball player and a libero

(His house's prolly far from his school, cut him some slacks sheesh)

He's pretty much stumbling a lot when he enters the school and speed walking up the stairs

Some of the students look at him weirdly but that doesn't become his main concern because a strict teacher is going first

Yamagata's almost there, almost reaching his classroom's door

But god had other plans and place an invisible rock in front of him

And as you can tell, he slipped on it and now facepalming the floor

(The sound is so loud my lord)

He groaned, shaking a little while trying to sit up from his position

The male look up and is now face to face with you, who's looking down at him

Okay he might be delusional from the impact but is he actually looking at an angel right now?

"Dude, you okay? That's gotta hurt from the sound that it made—"

Your words drowned inside his mind as he widened his eyes with pink tints decorating his cheeks

'This...THIS IS IT!'

"—also I think your nose is bleed—"

"PLEASE MARRY ME!!"

You flinched at that but keep a calm face, a little bit concerned that he may hit his head too hard

While Yamagata is just having heart eyes for you, sparkles around him after saying those words almost too confidently

He doesn't know what's in him that make him think that you're the one,

But he definitely can feel it

You sighed, crouching down while searching through your pocket and pulling out a small pack of tissues,

"I think we're going so fast right now but no, maybe 5 years later or never,"

"Does that mean you agree??"

"I don't know, you're handsome but also stupid, a himbo I think,"

You wipe away the blood dripping down his nose, taking his arm, opening it and put the bloodied tissue on it before closing it, giving a light tap,

"Now go to the nurse office,"

"Will you be there for me?"

"No,"

You help him stand up, dusting his shoulder and walk away as if nothing happened

Yamagata watches you from the distance with a lovesick smile

Tendou laughed behind him with Ushijima and Reon next to him and Semi looking at Yamagata, confused,

"Hayato, I have no idea if you had your alarm on but you just came to school during recess,"

"She's perfect...also, I think I need to go to the nurse right now cause my head hurts,"

Yamagata's Current Mission!

Marry [y/n]

Have fun, Hayato~!

Reon

(He will have the best love at first sight cause I say so)

It was the school festival and it's lively in every corner of the school, the outside, inside the classrooms, even the hallways

Reon had just finished his part of his classroom and now can walk around to enjoy the festival

Honestly, it's a pretty normal day to him despite being the school's festival

The students of Shiratorizawa has always been this lively so it's good that they can be keep the atmosphere as how it is like any other days

Since the others are still working on their parts, Reon was all by himself

Sure, the quiet sounds without Tendou, Semi and Yamagata is fine but he prefer it being loud anyway

A short of way to fill in the boring silence

But what's the bad thing to enjoy the peace once in a while?

So he take a small walk outside the Shiratorizawa building

Stalls decorated the outside with students busy serving the customers

He was greeted by some of them as he greeted them back with a warm smile

Hands inside his pocket while looking at the sky every few seconds

Baby blue sky with fluffy white clouds, it is the spring afterall

It was at that moment where he turn his head around and caught your eyes

It was something between those few seconds that a lighting strike between the string connecting you two for a second

Reon knew he did from the moment you two clashed with each other so suddenly

It was...not love at first sight exactly,

But rather, familiarity, like,

'Oh, hello, it's you. It's going to be you,'

The staring prolly lasted more than he expected before you snapped out from your thought, shaking your head,

"Sorry! Didn't mean to..." "But you didn't do anything?" He rose an eyebrow, smiling sheepishly and watch your panic slowly dissolves

"Well, technically yeah but It was bad of me to stare off at you like that,"

He chuckled, your heart clenching at that,

"Don't worry, I think I did it too...maybe both of us did,"

"Ah, yeah! Probably..." you fiddled with your fingers, visibly nervous facing him since he's basically a stranger even tho being in the same school,

"Reon Oohira," "Eh?" You look at him with confusion at first, while he just offers you a smile,

"My name, since we have...how to say it, meet each other? And I don't want to make you uncomfortable after all that so I think it's best if we introduce ourselves,"

Your heart's basically beating out loudly that you'll afraid that he'll hear it

But, that doesn't seem so bad, does it?

You mirrored his smile, this time more confidently than before,

"[y/n] [l/n], nice to meet you Reon!"

"Please,"

Reon put his hand onto your head, "Just call me Hira,"

You fainted

"She's interesting, I love her,"

Reon's Current Mission!

Get to know you better and honestly, there's nothing else to do after that other than asking you out

You'll do great, Oohira~!

[mochikeiji]

𝐖𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝐤! 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 (*^▽^*) 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮!

what is this?

五月 - May

𝐆𝐨! 𝐆𝐨! 𝐆𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 — (inspired after Go! Go! Gojou!) in celebration of this milestone this month of May, requests for the event are now open!

rules / notes

↬ Below are the listed characters that I will be writing for the event; (reminder that these are the only characters I'm currently used to. I have trouble writing for the ones that aren't in the list ^^)

Characters I accept ↴

✧ Haikyuu: Kuroo Tetsuro

✧ Jujutsu Kaisen: Ryomen Sukuna, Megumi Fushiguro, Inumaki Toge, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Toji Fushiguro, Nanami Kento, Okkotsu Yuta

✧ Yuukuko no Moriarty: Sebastian Moran

↬ For this event, I accept only; fluff, angst, hurt/comfort genres!(if ever I might add some suggestive ones, but not as far to nsfw) You may specify what kind of scene you would want to happen!

↬ Simply pick a number from the list below (maximum of 3 prompts) and 1 character of your choice.

↬ Important note: this is my very first event so I'm thinking ahead of the possible outcomes. One, is that there's a high chance I may be delayed in publishing the requests due to them being many or the usual, lack of inspiration and the right mind. Two, like anyone else, I have the right to decline a request if I cannot proceed to write or crank out an idea or generally having a hard time. I write for fun, not as an obligation. Please do not feel bad though! Your requests will serve as a suggestion that may still help me along the way ^^ please please do be patient with me as I will do my best to write for you guys. ♡

event status:

𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝!

chip chip! ˎ₍•ʚ•₎ˏ

❝coincidentally I started running this blog back in 2020 of May when I began writing once more. I didn't really think I'd make it this far despite the long hiatus run I've went through and the small amount of stories written. I've had fun sharing whatever I daydreamed every day, it makes my heart soar knowing someone finds comfort in between the words and enjoys them. It's been truly an honor writing for the enjoyment of others and to be able to have fun.

I wish to extend my appreciation and love all the way because these aren't enough to express how I feel right now. Thank you all so much for being so sweet and loving. Supporting and encouraging me all the way. Interacting with me even at the shortest time period. Every thing, I am thankful for. I hope to continue on writing and sharing my ideas for you all to find joy in and to meet more of you on this journey ♡ thank you for being one of my reasons to fall back in love of what I've lost before.❞

prompt list:

1. "You don't mean that, right?"

2. "Even in this life, it's still you"

3. "Don't lie to me"

4. "You're really pretty"

5. "Don't look at me like that"

6. "No, don't cover your smile"

7. "Can you do that again?"

8. "Say something, please"

9. "I just love you"

10. "Do you really want this?"

11. "I'm so sorry"

12. "Please don't cry"

13. "I'm always here for you"

14. "Never in my life have I loved someone this hard"

15. "I don't want someone else, I want you!"

16. "My daily dose of happiness!"

17. "Let's be greedier"

18. "I've lost so many before, I'm not about to lose you too"

19. "Do you still love me?"

20. "You think too much"

21. "Hug your boyfriend/girlfriend!"

22. "I really want to hold your hand"

23. "I don't like the way he looks at you"

24. "Stay longer"

25. "Would you notice if I was gone?"

26. "I would give up everything if it means having you by my side"

27. "Hey, look at me. Keep your eyes open"

28. "Are you jealous?"

29. "I didn't mean it"

30. "You're the only person I'd always run to"

31. "How'd you fell in love with them?"

32. "You idiot, why would you do that?!"

33. "I don't need you to solve every thing! I need you to understand!"

34. "I need you because I love you"

35. "My baby is so cute!"

36. "Let's have another one"

37. "You want to go out now? At 2am?"

38. "You make me the happiest"

39. "Promise me you'll stay with me"

40. "Wake up"

41. "Kiss me"

42. "Don't leave me"

43. "You made this for me?"

44. "Did I do something wrong?"

45. "You're too close." "I can get closer"

46. "I'll protect you with all my life"

47. "Everything I am, I own, is all yours"

48. "I didn't think it was possible to fall in love again"

49. "Mine." "I know but can you let me go?"

50. "Oh, sorry. You were so cute I had to kiss you"

51. "Do you think you'll blush more if I do this?"

52. "Why can't it be just us for once?"

53. "You're the only source of happiness I don't ever want to disappear"

54. "Stop it"

55. "Are you drunk?"

56. "You look like my husband/wife"

57. "Keep doing that and I'll marry you faster"

58. "You're squeezing me." "I just really need to hold you"

59. "I heard you like bad boys." "You have a bad personality, no cap"

60. "Give me a chance"

61. "Sometimes I wonder why I'm with you"

62. "You're nervous? Why?" "Because I really wanna be with you"

63. "Don't scare me like ever again!"

64. "I thought i was going to lose you"

65. "Let me stay for the night"

66. "Bestie please." "Who the hell is bestie? I only know baby"

67. "My world is full of color thanks to you." "I thought you ate a crayon."

68. "I'm trying to be romantic here"

69. "Someone misses me" "I really do"

70. "Can we get married now?"

71. "You looked so angry" "They hurt you"

72. "Do you see that? That there is a beauty and all mine"

73. "You smell so good"

74. "Can I kiss you?"

75. "I knew you love me!" "I do" "What?"

76. "Fess up, which one of you did this?"

77. "Pay attention to me"

78. "Believe me you have no idea how much you mean to me"

79. "Dang someone french kiss me" "Okay let's go."

80. "May I have this dance?"

81. "I'm not going anywhere"

82. "Make a wish"

83. "Wanna maybe go out on Saturday or something?" "Sure!" "Wait what?"

84. "What time is it?" "It's loving times, now come here."

85. "See this? This is my hand." "Why are you holding mine?" "It's MY hand"

86. "I hate you"

87. "What are you looking at?"

88. "Don't take anything away from me anymore"

89. "It's so good to be home"

90. "I love you!" "..." "Say it back!"

91. "I'm gonna go have a long, warm bath" "There room for one more?"

92. "Did you just take a picture of me?"

93. "Comfortable there?"

94. "Is that my shirt?" "You just want an excuse to touch me."

95. "I don't want to be alone again"

96. "It'll always be you"

97. "So poetic" "I know, I got it from google"

98. "Please, I see the way you smile at him/her"

99. "Give me some sugar"

100. "Perfect. So perfect."

— 楽しい時間をお過ごしください！