#I'm always like I don't want to do thissss

[withleeknow]

i think you'll do well with requests bc they seem to be popular in the fanfic side of tumblr! but even if it doesn't take off that quick, at least that'll be less overwhelming bc some ppl can be so demanding....anyways, i hope the best for you in this new journey haha 💝

me personally, i'm not very creative so i'll leave the details to the professionals (aka you) but i'd like to req something from minho's pov. i think those type of stories are SEVERELY lacking in the lee know fics department lol 🥲 it could be a childhood friends to lovers where he is pining for oc but he has a lot of self esteem issues and thinks she's not interested in him. also a big softie and just all around head over heels for her. you can add your magic! (if this is even remotely interesting enough to write lol i just want a minho pov tbh shsjjfjdjdj 😭)

light years.

summary: three times minho bites his tongue, and one time you don't let him.

pairing: minho x f!reader genre/warnings: childhood friends to lovers, fluff, angst; kissing, cursing, so much pining i could hurl. could this have been more edited? oh absolutely lmao but i actually don't hate it sooo this is what we're going with :p word count: 4.2k note: to the first anon, thank you so much for your kind words! :') and i'm sorry that this took me longer than expected. i was trying to figure out what i wanted to write for your prompt but then i got the second request with the song and i thought they would go nicely together hehehehe i hope the both of you enjoy thissss

as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡

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I'm not sure what it means to love But I blink kind of slow around you I'm not sure what it means to love But I'll grow wherever you do What that means, I don't have a clue

I'm Not Sure - Margeaux Beylier

One.

Minho is 18 years old, and he doesn't know what love is, doesn't really care for it at all.

While his friends are out there wrapped in the clutches of young love - the kind that blooms with stolen glances in classrooms and sticky notes passed in secrecy, Minho finds it simply unnecessary. He doesn't understand it whenever Hyunjin whines about not having a girlfriend because they're still young, they've got all the time in the world for romance later down the line. It's not the end of the world like Hyunjin laments it is.

Minho has his own life to prioritize. College is starting after the summer and he still needs to figure out how he's going to cope with the absence of his cats once he moves away. He's got dancing and he's got his other hobbies to keep him fulfilled and occupied.

And above all, he's got you.

You're getting ready for your sister's wedding when it happens for the first time. Or rather, when it doesn't happen.

You step back into the room where Minho is waiting for you on the sofa, his gaze resting idly on the screen of his phone, scrolling absentmindedly through his friends' group chat even though he has no interest in whatever they're talking about. You cough lightly to indicate your return after disappearing into the bathroom minutes prior to change into your dress. He looks up upon your soft announcement, and when his eyes settle on you, he swears it feels like an invisible force has collided with his chest and knocked all of the air from his lungs.

Throughout all his years of knowing you, inseparable from childhood until now, Minho has never seen you like this - all dolled up with your hair falling over your collarbones, cascading over your shoulders in soft waves that beckons him to run his fingers through. The light blue dress hugs you beautifully, the silky material catching the light from outside the window every time you shift on your feet under his steady gaze.

"So...?" you ask, moving your arms awkwardly behind your back like you're not sure what to do with them. "What do you think?"

What does he think?

Minho thinks you might just be the prettiest girl in the world. He thinks he must have been an idiot his whole life, to have spent most of his waking hours beside you and not once has he noticed how truly breathtaking you are. He thinks about the feeling that spreads in the pit of his stomach, sends warmth throughout his body and makes his heartbeat race a million miles an hours.

Your best friend blinks slowly as he savors the warmth that he's never experienced before. It's similar to the feeling you get when you're sitting under the shade of a big tree on a summer's day. It's comparable to the satisfied tranquility you get after you've just finished a hearty meal. A little hazy in your contentment.

It's not until you probe with a pointed Well? that Minho realizes he's been staring at you in silence for a few minutes now. He swallows thickly, willing away the words that he wants to say but they get lodged in his throat. He reckons it's weird to verbalize them, because it's not how the two of you function. You don't often utter that kind of sentiment out loud and he doesn't either. Never have and likely never will.

In the end, he bites his tongue. "You look presentable," is what he settles on.

You roll your eyes, then reward him with a laugh.

Minho doesn't care about love. He only cares about you.

Two.

Minho is 21 years old, and he's gotten used to his heart beating erratically whenever he's in your presence.

Three years flew by in the blink of an eye, and graduation is just around the corner. You've always done well in school, straight A student with a track record that most could only dream to have. You put in the hours, you do the work. You deserve everything that you've achieved.

But it's been a challenging few months for you both, being seniors and all. He's had to watch you struggle to stay on top of your classes while also having to slave over a thesis 24/7 until you were sure it was perfect. It reduced you to tears a few times, and Minho was there to hold your hand through it all.

He held you in his comforting embrace when you wanted to give up. He made you dinner when you were too immersed in your schoolwork to notice that you'd forgotten to eat. He was your biggest support system; if it weren't for him, you don't know if you would've made it through.

It's hot outside today, a little unbearable but not uncharacteristic for June. Minho waits in a familiar hallway, the same hall that he's walked past for hundreds of times over the past few years, the same hall that he won't see again once he holds a degree in his hands in only a few weeks' time.

As he sits on an old wooden bench, he bounces his leg as if he's one of the people in the classrooms that line the hall. He doesn't have to be on campus today, but here he is regardless because you're scheduled for your thesis defense this morning. You're in one of those rooms, probably also bouncing your leg from the overwhelming nerves. Minutes feel like hours; you went in there a while ago after he had sent you off with a pat on the head and an encouraging Godspeed.

He's nervous for you, but he's sure that you'll do great. Years of hard work accumulating in what must be the most important moment of your academic journey. You even stayed up all night last night, refusing to sleep a wink just to revise your arguments and talking points.

Minho's head snaps up instantly as he hears a door creak open, the sound of it reverberating throughout the empty hallway like a gong announcing your return from battle. It takes you a few seconds to step out of the room and into his line of sight. He can't see you very well with all this distance between you, but he can still make out the way your frame is visibly shaking with every step you take. He rises to his feet, and you break into a sprint.

He opens his arms wide - a hug of consolation or congratulations, he doesn't know yet - but he still can't seem to brace himself for the collision. You run straight into his embrace, your warms wounding around his middle tightly. Minho feels your tremors, hears your sniffles from where you're pressing your cheek against his shoulder.

"How did it go?" he asks gently.

You start crying then, and he doesn't know if the tears that his shirt is soaking up are those of joy or of grief, but he holds you through it anyway. He swears he can feel every single beat of your heart, hammering so wildly as you're pressed against him like you could sink into him if only you'd push just a little bit more.

"I passed," you say in between sobs. "I got an A."

Minho heaves out the breath that he's been holding ever since you entered that classroom, but it's not like he had any doubt about it to begin with. He hugs you tighter than he's ever had before, and he loves you just the same.

You two must look so dramatic, all wrapped up together in your own little bubble, but who the fuck cares? Although, when another student passes by and coughs, you do break away from him, a little embarrassed for a second.

Even with your hair all mussed up and your flushed cheeks stained with tears, he still thinks you look the same as you did when you were 18 at your sister's wedding. The prettiest girl in the world.

Minho wipes away the wetness on your face with his sleeves, then swipes with gentle thumbs at the moisture that's gathered along your lash lines.

"Holy fucking shit," you breathe out, your shoulders sagging with evident relief, so much more relaxed now that you've done it. "I can't believe it's finally over."

Your best friend can't entirely agree, because he's always believed in you. He's had faith in you since the beginning, since you were mere children laughing and crying together on the playground. You were meant to do great things, this was always crystal clear to Minho.

I love you, he thinks as he smooths a hand over your hair, his chest swelling with nothing but pride and fondness for you. You did so well.

But it's not what he ends up telling you. He swallows it down, washes it away with a dose of regret and longing. He's still not the type to express sappy sentiments, and he's grown accustomed to adoring you only in secret.

"Let's go," he says softly. "I'll buy you dinner."

Minho is still young, he's still got his whole life ahead of him, but he knows what love is now. He knows that it's you.

Three.

Minho is 24 years old, and he finds it hard to make peace with the fact that you're starting to get out there, that you're finally going on dates now that academics aren't taking up most of your time anymore.

To be fair, none of the guys you've seen have been graced with a second date, and Minho thanks his lucky stars whenever you return from a night out and text him a simple Not it. He knows that it wasn't your decision in the first place, that your mom and your sister have been setting you up on blind dates because they want to see you bring a boyfriend home.

You complain about it all the time, whining about how you're not interested but your family is adamant on it. Minho is well aware, and yet, there's a part of him that's a little shaken, because what if? What if the universe miscalculates and the stars misalign just enough in his misfortune for you to cross paths with someone who's absolutely perfect for you? Someone who's a good man that can give you what you've always deserved to have.

He really doesn't know what he would do if that happens. When it happens?

He doesn't know why you're here tonight either, sitting on a chair on the other side of his kitchen island in a pretty dress when you're supposed to be going on a date in half an hour. The guy apparently works for a big record label, some producer that your sister knows through a friend of a friend.

You look indifferent, kind of bored, as you watch Minho makes dinner for himself. "You seem miserable," he comments, taking a quick break from chopping vegetables to glance up at you. You do look a bit miserable, but you're still the most beautiful in his eyes.

You throw your head back and groan loudly, "Because I am. God, I don't know why they keep making me do this. These guys always give nothing."

"Please elaborate."

"They're all boring suits with tedious routines." you say, and as absentminded as your tone is, it sounds a little pointed to Minho's ears. "They don't make me laugh."

Do they not make you laugh, or do they not make you laugh more than I can?

"Then don't go," he snickers, though there's no humor in his voice at all. "These guys sound like duds. Just tell your sister to fuck off."

"Do you mean that? Do you really think I shouldn't go?"

And there's something in your gaze, something so suddenly expectant in the way you're looking at him that makes Minho wonder. If he says yes, would you listen? Would you stay here with him? Would you stay here for him?

I'm serious. Don't go. You can have this and I'll make myself ramyeon. Just be here with me.

You both stare at each other on either side of his kitchen island for an infinite stretch of time. He feels like your eyes are trying to tell him something that he can't decipher, as if they're sending him signals in a language that he never learned how to read.

For a second there, he indulges himself. He pretends that you're only asking because you want to hear him say it. That you want him to put up a fight and not let you go.

But he bites his tongue because it's become a bad habit. A habit that he can't shake because he simply doesn't have the courage to do so. Because if you stay here tonight, looking like that under the cozy lighting of his living room, he might just spill his secrets and he wouldn't be able to take it when reality comes crashing down and you end up telling him that you've never felt the same way.

"I'm kidding," he musters up the words, and tries to plaster on a smile for your sake, even though he's not sure if you really believe it. "You're dressed up anyway. Go and get a free fancy dinner, if anything."

Minho knows what love is, but his love has always lived in the shadows, his longing has only existed in the dark that it terrifies him just thinking about it meeting the light.

Four.

Minho is 26 years old, and he's been a coward for the better part of a decade.

Maybe he's loved you for even longer, but he has spent the past eight years head over heels in love with you, and not once has he done anything about it. Never been able to gather enough courage to ask you out, never even hinted at his feelings for you. He loves you from his place by your side and yet, you've never known.

He loves you the most, but he loves you in the worst way that a person can love another - he loves you in silence.

You're the prettiest girl in the world, and Lee Minho is a pathetic coward.

All these years, he's kept quiet and for what? There's always a spot reserved for him right next to you and yet, it feels like he can only watch you from the sidelines, far away from where it really matters, because he doesn't think he can fit into your life the way he truly wants. You taught him what love was, and love, to Minho, is unattainable. Something he can spend the rest of his life yearning for but won't ever have.

Love hurts. Sometimes, all love does is hurt.

"I would've taken you to a nice restaurant if you asked, you know," he says, putting a chocolate cupcake on the coffee table in front of you before he sits down next to you on the fluffy carpet of your living room. He pulls out a candle next, placing it right in the center of the sweet treat.

Your gaze follows his hand has he lights the candle, your eyes glinting with excitement as though you're a child again and your favorite day of the year is still your birthday. The tiny flame curves and bends, dancing to a rhythm that looks like only you can hear. You watch the candle like it's magic, while Minho just watches you, thinking the same thing.

He watches as you close your eyes and clasp your hands together for the theatrics, then you blow out the flame seconds later with a swift breath.

You turn to him with a smile, "I don't need a nice restaurant. This is perfect."

He blinks, and there's that warmth simmering in his belly again. He first felt it when he was 18, and he feels it now. He feels it almost every moment that he spends with you, and he reckons it's only reasonable, because you're his home personified and love can still be beautiful even when it hurts. There's his heart racing again, but that's nothing new to Minho.

He muses over your words. Perfect. Just one simple word is enough to get his hopes up in a way that it really shouldn't.

Your definition of a birthday well spent is in your cozy apartment, eating takeout pizza with your best friend. Perfect, to you, is him baking you a singular chocolate cupcake upon your request and being with him within these four walls, where his fingers occasionally brush yours when you sit next to each other.

Oh, Minho would follow you to the ends of the earth if you asked him to.

He clears his throat lightly, breaking away from your gaze that's full of gratitude and childlike wonder. "What did you wish for?"

"I'm not gonna tell you. It won't come true then."

Wishes don't come true anyway, he thinks, but obviously he won't say it out loud to you, and on your birthday no less. Instead, he diverts his attention to the cupcake, subconsciously tonguing his cheek as he takes a small chunk of the sweet and offers it to you.

You let him feed you even though your eyes are narrowed. "What was that look?" you ask.

"What look?"

"You had a look."

"No, I didn't," Minho insists.

"Yes, you did. You wanted to say something, didn't you?"

He shrugs, popping a piece of cupcake into his own mouth. The answer is yes, he did want to say something, but if you want to get technical about it, then he's wanted to say something for years now. He asks you the same thing every birthday, What did you wish for?, and you would refuse to tell him every time.

"Wishes don't come true," he verbalizes it this time, with a voice that's lighthearted on purpose despite knowing that you wouldn't take it that seriously either way.

You roll your eyes. "Now you're just being pessimistic."

"What? I'm speaking from experience."

"You've never had a birthday wish come true?"

"My birthday wishes haven't come true since I was 18."

Minho feels your eyes on the side of his face, and when you remain quiet for a beat too long, he turns his attention back to you. "What?"

"How do you know they didn't come true?"

"Because..."

Because you've been my wish for almost a decade now. I didn't use to believe in wishes but I always believed in you. Every year, I wish for you to look at me the way I look at you, but it never comes true. Every year, I wish that you would love me back, not just as a friend, but you never do. You are my wish, but you're also the very reason why I know wishes don't come true.

Then he's laughing, but nothing is remotely funny about this. It's your birthday and suddenly all he can think about is how much it stings to be reminded that you're the only thing he'll ever wish for, and still, maybe this simple wish is absurd enough that the universe will never grant him what he truly wants.

"Never mind," he says. "This whole thing is silly."

There he goes, biting his tongue again. Coward.

"No, what were you going to say?"

"You're so bossy today," Minho pretends to complain.

"It's my birthday. Tell me," you press on, and suddenly he can't find any appreciation for your stubbornness that he's adored all his life. You keep your eyes fixed on him when all he wants to do is hide from you.

What is he supposed to say to you? What can he even say? That he's spent more than a third of his life hopelessly enamored with you? That the second he utters any of this out loud, he knows it will be the end of your friendship?

And Minho can't afford to lose you. Even if it hurts, he would rather let love hurt than live in the absence of you.

"Eat your cupcake," he says instead. "I'll get some ice cream."

He makes a move to get up, and the bad habit further cements its place in his subconscious. He's always running away from you when you're supposed to be the person he can be the most open with. This is how he knows he doesn't deserve you.

But you reach for his wrist and it makes him still, the feeling of your hand sliding downward to hold onto his fingers. He's used to the feeling of your smaller hand in his, used to how he can hear his heartbeat in his ears whenever you lace your fingers together.

What he isn't accustomed to, is the look on your face this very second, akin to the one you wore two years ago as you sat on the other side of his kitchen island, asking him if you should go.

Expectant and hopeful; you're holding something back too.

The words that slip from your lips are ones that he never imagined you would say to him.

"I've waited for you long enough."

His poor excuse of retrieving ice cream is all but forgotten as he stares at you, doe-eyed and despairingly confused. "What is that supposed to mean?"

You take a breath, and Minho wonders if this is how he looked every time he wanted to say something only to back down in the end.

Then it all comes rushing out.

"For a while, I thought there might've been something between us, something more than just friendship. I don't know why I thought that, I just had a feeling. On the day of our graduation, I thought you would finally kiss me or at least say something, but you didn't. Whenever I went on dates, I wanted you to tell me not to go, that I was wasting my time with those guys that couldn't make me laugh because they weren't you. You never said anything, you never did anything. I waited every birthday just like I waited tonight. You're still holding it over me and I'm starting to wonder if you really love me too or if I imagined everything this whole time."

Your voice gets smaller toward the end, almost as if the uncertainty takes over you the longer he remains silent. He doesn't have the words for it, doesn't really have the mental capacity to process all of what you just professed. Years and years of longing, of hoping that you would come running into his arms the same way you did on the morning of your thesis defense, and it turns out that you were always the one waiting for him to reach you.

If you really love me too.

Your fingers start to loosen around his but Minho doesn't let you get away, not now and not ever again. Not when he finally knows that he's burnt up enough of your time just because he was too stuck in his head to see that you were holding a hand out for him all along.

He pulls you into his orbit and he likes to imagine that somewhere out there in the infinite universe, two stars collide when he kisses you for the first time, long overdue but still heavenly nonetheless.

He's crying but you don't seem to mind the tears. You're kissing him back and it's really all that matters. He can't think straight but he adores you to the point that his lungs ache.

"I love you," he mumbles against your lips. The sentiment comes out clumsy, half coherent but wholeheartedly sincere. "I'm sorry. I love you, I love you, fuck, I love you."

You're the one who breaks the kiss first, with your hand on his chest gently pushing him away. Panic instantly shoots through him like a lightning strike. These are the words he's been holding back for years, did he not even say them right? Did he fuck things up yet again?

You brush the tears from his cheeks, your voice so impossibly soft when you ask, "Do you mean it?"

Minho splinters into a million pieces, of course he does.

Your name falls from his lips, sounding like a prayer, like the most tender plea that's ever been uttered, "I love you the most. I'm so in love with you that it hurts. I've been yours for so long and I never said anything. Fuck, I-I'm sorry. I love you so much. I'm sorry. I-"

You bring his face to yours once more, shushing him with a kiss that makes him putty in your hands. You tell him that it's okay, and you kiss him like you forgive him. The world could be ending right now, and he doesn't think that either of you would even care very much.

Because you're the only wish of his life, and you kiss him as though you want to make up for the lost years. Because Minho feels like he's 18 again and you're the most beautiful girl in the world, wearing a smile that leaves him breathless in the most wonderful way possible.

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[anonymouslosersworld]

Evolution

Prompt; Due to Mc continually being in danger and around the most powerful beings almost 24/7 for years, Mc's human evolution begins to kick into overdrive rushing to catch up to others and begins to evolve in unexpected ways.

Summary: Mc goes into a possessive induced heat.

Genre: smut (m)

Characters; Levi, Beelzebub, Belphie.

{A/N} I decided to mash two of my requests together so this will also include knotting. This is part one of 3. Levi, Beel, and Belphie.

Contains: Dom Mc, creampies, overstimulation, voyeurism, sub!character, pegging, Knotting, and possessive themes. Belphie has a mommy kink.

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Leviathan

The only thing you could hear in Levi's room was the constant sounds of his mouse clicking, keyboard smashing, and the occasional dinging of someone leaving a comment or donation. He was highly concentrated on his game, his eyeballs not ever leaving his screen. His eyes stung from not blinking. He refused to miss anything from his anime-based game. He barely heard you come into his room before he literally jumped from his chair when you snuck onto his lap and decided to straddle him within his chair.

"y/n, D-don't do that! You are such a normie!!"

He had forgotten entirely about your diagnosis.

"You smell so good, Levi." Your nose was nuzzled into his neck. You had basically melted onto his body he could basically call you his skin by how close you were to him. It didn't seem like it pleased you as you kept trying to get closer to him despite there being no space between you. Levi spared you a glance, it was a strange thing for you to say to him.

Your tongue licked below his ear making Levi squirm.

"w-what are--uugh~" Your teeth nibbled on his neck as your hand played with his hair.

"you're so tasty. "

Had you been possessed by Beel??? Levi thought.

"Can't wait till I have you. all to myself"

"woah what is even-" Levi was interrupted by yet again another bite of yours. He leaned his head away from you so you would have easier access to his neck. The sexually charged touching made him nervous, you had always been forward to most stuff but not this forward. The look in your eye told some story he couldn't comprehend. Well more like he refused to, he refused to believe you wanted to do THAT with a gross otaku like him. The firm grip at the base of one of his cocks woke him up. His hips jerked once you had put pressure on the base of his cock. His own pants were unzipped and you had managed to take out one of his cocks. Your fingers were shoved into Levi's mouth. The look on your face told him to lick them.

"y-y/n~" Levi moaned with your fingers in his mouth. His forked tongue swipes on your fingers before you pulled them out.

"'y/n." he whimpered

you're in heat

It had seemed that what made you snap because as soon as he moaned your name your forwardness doubled and Levi found himself being taken on the floor.

"a-ah fuck! " your fingers had gripped onto his ass kneading it.

Levi hastily tried getting back up from the floor to at least save some face and end his live stream but you managed to get a hold of his tail.

"mmph~!" Levi lightly moaned his face holding a heavy blush. His eyes trailed to his screen trying to focus on how to end the live stream quickly.

"y-y/n wa-ah~! wait let's just end thissss!~"

Your lips had trailed from his ear to his sensitive pale neck that now had little splotches of purple. Your teeth bite down on the side of his neck and that was all it took for Levi to go and go onto the floor away from his camera. You embraced him from behind jerking his cock, a perverted look on your face as you knew Levi was weak to your treatment

His grip on the edge of his desk was tight as he moaned. He panted barely keeping up with your bouncing on his cocks. His hair stuck to his forehead from his sweat.

"please y/n, stop! I'm going to knot you!"

"knot me bitch." Your hand smacks his ass leaving a red handprint.

"s-stop I'm close~!"

" I'll do everyone a favor and get the worthless gross otaku."

In his hysteria, Levi notices that something wrapping itself around his tail. His eyes trail to his tail and he finally realized you had grown a tail. his tail wiggles around your tail, seemingly enjoying how it seemed to trap it. The tip of your tail wrapped around Levi's second cock while the very tip managed to enter levi's ass. Completely entering it and making it stretch out till he cries.

"A-aahhh! a-arck~!"

Your hand gripped his hair and your tail tightened around his tail Levi moans pleased with what you were doing to him. The pace at your tail was fucking his ass sped up making Levi's eyes roll in the back of his head.

"Open your mouth bitch."

Levi obediently nodded and opened his mouth. Your spit splattered on his tongue.

"Swallow it," Levi whined pathetically but did so anyway. You smile at Levi's dumb face. There was no thought behind those eyes of his. You look at him with those seductive eyes of yours.

" Do you want to make me happy, Levi?"

Levi nodded quickly, the overstimulation getting to him.

"Be a dear and knot me." You whisper near his ear, basically ear fucking him with your mouth.

"Oh f-fuck Im cumming?!!~"

Levi's mouth opens and his tongue sticks out, as he cums. His legs twitch, as Levi mutters "i-i-I knotted you"

You feel his growing knot on your belly and smirk as it causes your stomach to bulge. Your fingers lightly press onto it. Levi's trembling hands grip your hands

"n-no more, Can't take it~ Sen-Sensitive~!"

extra:

"Lucifer! Levi got knotted on stream!!"

"LEVITHAN!!"

"Luci~ Our dear brother got fucked on live."

"OOI!! Lucifer Y/n claimed Levi!!"

"LEVI!!!!!"

Beelzebub

Beel didn't think anything of it when you asked to come along to his Fangol practice. It was so typical for you to ask to see him play. He knew you loved seeing him play and just genuinely enjoyed the look of utter accomplishment on his face when he just decimated the other team.

So it was a total shock when you basically hunted him like he was your prey in the team's locker room. You had made sure he was alone and unexpecting.

Seeing the droplets of sweat fall into beels titties made you want grab them barehanded and squeeze them. You wanted to motorboat his glorious bigger-than-your-entire-face-tiddies. seeing him all sweaty made you want mount him till the only thing he could think about was your hole on him. His cock was semi-present within his fangol uniform and you wanted to shoved up within you.

Beel didn't even knew where you came from but all he did know was that you were trying to suck his soul out of his cock. You had pushed his to the floor and shoved his bottoms off his body before cursing him with your mouth on his cock.

His big meaty thighs crushed your head cutting some of your oxygen as the pleasure was too intense for him. But you didn't seem to care as you pushed his thighs more against your face.

Beel whimpered as you messed with his cock. He couldn't keep up with all your tongues savviness. He had even felt your teeth nimble on his tip.

He didn't expect himself being pushed so much to the brink of pleasure to the point were he couldn't hold his strength back.

He had crushed the benches on either side of you, both having very clear hand grips on the now broken sitting benches. Beel's face was a beautiful shade of red across his cheeks as his ears caught on to your slurping sounds and his moans. His hands tightened their hold on the benches as he felt his cum flush through him and straight into your mouth.

He saw your tongue swirl, playing with his cum before swallowing and licking any remains on your face.

He catches you muttering something about his cum tasting like pineapples. His nose catches a Particular scent but his mind fails to recognize it.

Beel tries to catch his breath as he enjoys the after glow of your blow job, only to realize that you had gotten on top of him lining yourself up.

The scent was stronger now but Beel had yet to identify, all he knew was that you clearly wanted to take care of a need and he was going to do whatever possible to help you.

"yessss.~" you moan in relief as you had finally gotten a hand full of Beel's tiddies. You hands squeezed beels tits letting the muscle engulf your hands. Beel whimpers as you squish his two tits together and rub your face between the two.

"so perfect..and just for me." you whisper to yourself as your tongue licks his squished tit.

Belphie

It had been hours since he had heard you were in heat and decided to lock himself in the attic while you slept in there after getting the biggest blue balls from his dreams. Your nose twitched as you caught his scent. He would play dumb to deny that he was offering himself up to you. He was a brat that way. Belphie quickly and quietly moved into the bed making sure the pillows covered him just enough to satisfy your newfound interest in hunting for prey {more like cock}. You looked so innocent to him as if you weren't torturing him for the past 3 in a half hours.

As you literally weren't fucking with his dreams as he slept to tempt him to come to you. As if you weren't edging him, showing him how bad you needed him, and how many deliciously disgusting things you wanted to do to him.

Belphie couldn't resist touching you, your scent was driving him insane You smelled mouth-watering and his cock needed relief.

You had decided to sleep in his normal spot but had moved all the pillows to the side of you to prevent from overheating as your heat made you twice as warm. His fingertips whispered over your bare skin feeling your warmth, and his hands traveled to your fingers. His lips were caught onto his teeth, you were just so irresistible.

He had barely touched your fingers before your hands had grabbed onto his wrist tightly and pulled him from his shitty hiding attempt. Belphie barely had any time to process you pinning him to the bed.

Both of his hands were pinned above his head and your fingers gripped his wrist tightly.

Belphie looked at you in shock as he struggled to get his hand out of your hold. Your legs trapped his body below you as you looked at him as a prized slice of meat.

"Finally."

--

"f-fuck! Mommy!" Belphie's sloppy hole was taking the beating of a lifetime from you.

"YES~! " Both of your fluids running down his legs as he struggles to keep his spent legs open for you. His leaky cock swung from how hard you kept clapping his cheeks. His tail was limply entangled around your leg. His face is stuffed into the ruffled sheets, tears swelling his eyes as he feels plenty of emotion surge through his body. His face is clearly flushed and it's slowly passing across his body. His arms took weak to hold him up, all he could do was look at you while your lust for him consumed the both of you.

The bed's headframe was getting the same treatment as his prostrate.

Slammed.

The creaking of the bed accompanied by the rapid wall slams made everyone in the House of Lamentation know what was happening to Belpie.

Belphie yelped as you pulled his tail for cumming without permission

"s-sorry mommy~"

--

His fingers felt the grooves he left with his nails earlier as his claws dug into the floor from past experiences with you.

There on the rug while holding on to it for security as you rode him. His body was sweaty and his hair clung to his forehead. His hickeys littered under his ears. his horns ached from you pulling onto them, directing him how and where to eat you out while degrading him.

" Use your tongue whore, put it to good use."

" I would if you gave me a reason."

Your wicked smile was the last thing he saw before you wreaked havoc on his body effectively making submitting to you completely.

His body felt like it was on fire and it was mush, but he kept going for you. He loved how you used him and called him names. His legs quivered and his stomach felt a familiar ache coming again.

Your hand wrapped around his neck, suffocating him slowly

"Moo for me, cowboy."

" m-moo~"

The grip on his neck tightened and pinched his nipple.

Belphie yelped

"That's a good little bitch, aren't you a nice little thing when you do what you're told?"

Belphie nodded at your words, clearly elated at the sound of you pleased.

"You look so pretty, like this. I'm gonna make you my little housewife."

"You'd like that wouldn't you, right baby?"

Belphi nods again quickly.

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[bloodlust-1]

ꨄ Meeting Mother ꨄ

Gale x fem Tav — Fluff

Summary: It’s time to meet mother Morena! Gale is super nervous. Just like himself, Morena couldn’t possibly keep her comments and questions to herself! Give me all that fluff and embarrassing comments ;p

Notes: Let’s meet our Wizard boyfriends mama. She definitely doesn’t hold back what’s on her mind..I LOVE THISSSS and it’s been on my hc for so long now.

"This blasted piles of books!" Gale rushed around his tower, tidying up the mess of books and scrolls that littered the floor. "I can't believe my mother's coming today!" his voice was frantic and shaky. "I'm sure she heard lots about you, dear."

Tav giggled at his nervousness, maybe even her own nervousness as well. "Everything will be alright...you're definitely overthinking it again, Gale," Tav crossed her arms, popping out her hips with a playful smile. "Besides, I'm the best thing that's ever happened to you since magic."

Gale stopped in his tracks and turned to her, a smile spreading across his face. "You're a devil, my love."

Gale wrapped his arms around Tav's shoulders, tugging her into a small hug. "You really think so?" Gale's voice went soft again. All he wanted to do was make a good impression. Of himself that is, Tav was already perfect in his eyes.

"Of course, I do," Tav snaked her hands up his back and squeezed him. "Now come on, let's get you cleaned up before she gets here."

Gale nodded and followed Tav to the bathroom. He splashed some water on his face and combed his hair, then they headed back to the living room. Tav sat down on the couch and Gale paced back and forth nervously.

"She's going to be here soon" he said. "I don't know what to do."

"Just relax, love," She stroked small circles on his back. "Your mother loves you."

Gale took a deep breath and tried to calm his nerves. He reached out for Tav’s hand and held it tightly. And there it was, those sad puppy eyes whenever he got upset.

"You doing it again." Tav cupped the side of his cheek.

His eyes trailed up to Tav's, "Hmm?"

"That sad puppy face - you're making those eyes again." Tav chuckled softly and traced her thumb against his cheekbone.

Gale looked down at her, his brown eyes meeting her own. He could feel the warmth of Tav's skin through his stubble, and Gale leaned in, brushing his lips against hers.

“Gale?” Tav’s voice was soft and breathy between their lips.

It was soft and warm at first, but then it became intense. Gale chased Tav’s lips when she tried to pull away, and he leaned over her, pushing her back against the couch. The kiss became rough and Tav hooked her arms around his neck, pulling him closer into the depth of the kiss.

Tav teasingly bit Gale’s lower lip and pulled it back with a playful glint in her eyes.

“You are always the sweetest taste on my tongue." He teased.

“Mmm, I love it when you talk to me like that,” Tav hummed with a smirk. “Say more - please."

Gale laughed and kissed her again. This time, the kiss was slow and sweet. They savored each other’s lips and tongues, and Tav felt her heart racing against his chest.

His hands found all the sweet spots of Tav's curves, squeezing the pudge of her hips. Between the kisses he whispered between each syllable, “I love you.”

Their tongues danced and caressed each other, and when Gale finally pulled away with a sharp breath, a lace of spit stringed from their lips.

KNOCK

KNOCK

KNOCK

Eye's widened with a gasp. Their bodies jumped out of their skin and they both peeled off each other.

Gale jumped up and hurried to the door. He opened it to see his mother, Morena, standing there. She was wearing a long, flowing dress and a warm smile on her face.

"Gale!" she clasped her hands, her eyes lighting up. "It's so good to see you, my son."

Gale stepped aside and let her in. She hugged him tightly, grabbing his face and squishing it between her hands as she giggled. "My, my, you're so handsome! Have you been taking care of yourself lately?"

Before Gale could utter a word as he squirmed under her hold, Morena had already turned towards Tav.

"And who is this lovely young woman?" she asked.

"Wait..." She studied Tav's face for only a moment longer, "You must be Tav. Oh, my dear, I've heard so much about you."

Gale quickly walked to Tav's side, hooking his arm around her waist and pulling her against his hip, "Mother, This is the hero of Faerun," Gale's smile grew on his face, and a slight blush burned his cheeks, "And also...my lover."

Morena's eyebrows raised and her mouth softly gapped. She smiled in return while extending her hand. "It's nice to meet you, Tav," she said. "I've waited for my son to share his home with someone."

Tav took her hand and smiled back. "It's nice to meet you too, Morena," she said. "Gale has told me a lot about you."

They talked for a while longer, getting to know each other. Morena seemed to like Tav very much, and Gale was relieved. He knew that she would be happy for him.

"You should try some of the tea Tav brought back from Baldur's Gate, Mother. I'm going to grab some if you'll excuse me." Gale left the room and left Tav and his mother alone in private.

They both sat at a small table, and Morena seemingly stared Tav up and down. Her thoughts were unknown but the look in her eyes was so telling, "You are quite the beauty."

Tav felt a hotness in her neck that crept onto her face, "You're being too nice...This face has suffered many scars in these past months." Tav chuckled to herself and scratched her head shyly.

"That's no problem, I see beyond that, And seemingly so does my son." Morena leaned her chin onto the base of her fingers and tilted her head, admiring the tidiness of Gale's tower.

"So tell me, how's Waterdeep been treating you?"

Tav's eyes light up. This was her new home and well - she loved it. Especially with Gale, "Dare I say I like it better than Baldur's Gate?" Tav smirked and rolled her eyes playfully.

Gale came back into the room with a tray of three teacups, settling each cup down in front of the woman before joining them.

Morena's hummed in approval from the tea and they conversated for a while longer before she fell silent. From her POV, she'd never seen Gale so happy in his own home. It tugged at her heart strings and then the question left her lips,

"So, when are you two going to give me some grandchildren?"

Tav choked on her tea. She was completely caught off guard by the question. She had never really thought about having children before. Gale hastily patted Tav's back with a shocked expression as she caught her breath.

"I, um, I don't know," Tav stammered. "We've never really talked about it."

Morena smiled. "Well, you have plenty of time," she said. "But I'm just so excited to be a grandmother someday."

Tav wryly smiled back, but she still felt a little flustered. She didn't know how to respond to Morena's question.

"Mom," Gale firmly interjected, "Tav and I want to enjoy each other's company before we start thinking about kids."

Morena nodded with a crinkles on her eyes. "Of course, dear," she said. "I just wanted to know what your plans were."

Gale turned to Tav and gave her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry," he whispered. "We'll talk about it when the time is right."

Tav smiled back at him. She was so grateful he came to her rescue. He knew exactly what she was feeling, and he was able to put her at ease.

"I've heard stories that you are a fearsome fighter." Morena quickly changed the subject and Tav sighed in relief.

"Ahh...Yes, I've held a blade for as long as I could remember." Tav's heart whelmed, reminiscing of her childhood.

Morena let out a laugh that had both of them confused, "Might I say! My Gale has a taste for strong woman in armor-“

“Mother!”

Oh, no, that didn't stop her, “He used to watch the woman march down the streets in their armor, face all flushed. How things never change.”

Tav's eye trailed to Gale, a smirk plastered on her face, "Oh, really?"

Gale dragged his finger tips down his face in a stressful sigh, "Please spare me the embarrassment, thank you."

Morena shook her head gently as they both giggled at his reddened face. Wow, who knew Gale had a type.

The rest of the day seemed to pass nicely in the hours Morena visted them. She grew to love Tav, not only for her heart but for making her son so happy. Especially after the whole situation with Mystra, which was absolutely a sensitive topic for Morena. It was best to leave it in the past.

After a while, Morena stood up and hugged Tav and Gale, "I should probably get going. It's been lovely spending time with you two."

Gale and Tav walked her to the door. Morena turned to her son and gave him a hug.

"I'm so proud of you, Gale," she said. "I'm glad you've found someone who makes you happy." She wrapped her hands again around her son.

Gale smiled and hugged her back. "I'm glad too,"

Morena turned to Tav and smiled. "And you, Tav," she said. "You're a wonderful girl. I'm so glad Gale has you in his life."

Tav blushed and smiled back. "Thank you, Morena," she said. "I'm glad to be in his life too."

Morena winked at Tav, "You're skin is glowing by the way."

Tav tilted her head, "What?"

"Nothing, lovely. Something is telling me I'll be seeing you again very soon."

Morena gave them one last hug and then walked out the door. Gale and Tav watched her go, then turned to each other and smiled.

"She's really nice," Tav said.

"I know," Gale pressed his lips against her forehead. "I'm so glad she approves of you."

Tav leaned in and met his lips with a chuckle. "I love you,"

Gale smiled and kissed her back. "I love you too.”

They stood there for a moment, holding each other close.

"What was your mom talking about, Gale?" Tav crinkled her eyebrows totally lost.

He shrugged with a wry smile, "I'm not sure, my love. She's just admiring you."

"Hmm..."

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[nouvellevqgue]

✦ I LOVE SPRINGSTEEN, FADED BLUE JEANS, TENNESSEE WHISKEY, L. NORRIS

you know you'd always love him just like you love your whiskey and jeans.

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Hey I love your writing! I was wondering if you could do a Diluc as a professor (slight nswf if your comfortable 🫢)

OHHHH I LOVE THISSSS HERE U GO BBY<3 I'm sorry this came out like 10 times more nsfw than i intended hehe I did some headcanons + little scenario since its quicker an easier to write for me :)) if u want a full fic feel free to send another ask!!

warnings: mdni, nsfw under the cut (he's a bit of a pervert, semi public sex, unprotected sex [use protections irl!!], fingering, edging, minor age gap, sub afab reader [no pronouns mentioned, but reader wears a skirt], tiniest bit of degration, praising, uhh i think that's everything)

♡Professor!Diluc♡

PLS THIS PROMPT WITH DILUC IM ON MY KNEES FOR HIM

let's get started

so

let's say that you had some troubles with the subject(s) he teaches

he noticed you struggling and asked you after class if you wanted him to give you some private lessons, since he didnt want his favourite little student to fail his class

and how can you deny the opportunity to spend more time with your hot professor? you've had a crush on him for ages!

and don't think he didn't notice

he saw how your cheeks would turn red everytime he spoke or looked at you, how your hands would shake when he gave you back your work or how you would always look for him in the alleys

and he looked at you too, when you bended over to pick up something, unknowingly giving him the opportunity to look at your panties covering your plump ass and your sweet pussy

he'd also notice how pretty you would look in your uniform, shirt squeezing your chest and skirt flowing around your thighs

but he promised himself that this encounters will be strictly professional

just a teacher helping a student in need

but when you arrived to the library for the first lesson he feels like he could catch fire right there and then

your skirt was even shorter than the uniform's one and your stockings hugged your thighs so sweetly

he coughed a bit to hide his amusement, and the he started explaining

he struggled to keep his composure when you bended over the table to point at a specific passage of the book you didn't get

your shirt was slightly unbuttoned and he managed to get a peek of your lacy pink bra

he quickly moved his eyes back to the book, hoping you wouldn't notice his red cheeks

after a couple of this lessons, he was about to give up

he didn't manage to get one thing into your head

he decided that maybe he could try one last method

♡

That's how you ended up on his lap, your back pressed against his toned chest, his muscular arms wrapped against your waist. "Now open the book and start reading chapter 6." As he talked, he pressed you down against his lap, your clothed pussy rubbing against his cock. You bit your lower lip and reached for the book, starting to read aloud. You stuttered the first words, but as you kept reading, your voice got more stable. You were so absorbed by the book you didn't notice his hands moving, until one grabbed your nipple, and the other slipped under your skirt to play with your clothed clit. "You didnt even wear a bra today? What a naughty girl. You better commit yourself to actually learn something and make up for it." "Yes sir- ah!" As you answered, he pinched your clit, making your hips jolt. "Don't make such lewd noises here. We're in a private section of the library, but people can still hear your pretty little voice moaning. The only thing I want to hear is you reading. Go on." You blushed and started reading again. As you kept doing so, his hand slid under your panties and started to circle your clit, doing so for all the time it took you to finish the chapter. "Good girl, I think thats enough for today. Put down the book and enjoy your reward." With that, he inserted a finger in your leaking hole, curling it to hit all the best spots. "Keep quiet. Let's see how many times you can cum for your professor, huh?

after that time, your grades actually got better, so he kept using this special method to help you

he would give you one suck on your clit for every answer you got right when eating you out, and one smack on your ass for every wrong one

the first time you got an A, he decided that you deserved a big reward and he fucked you until you were unable to form coherent sentences

but he also got jealous

when he caught guys eyeing you, he would come to you and ask you if you could follow him to talk about your grades, quickly leading you to the closest bathroom or closet to pump you full of his cum

"Why don't you go and tell them who is the only one who can make you feel good?"

"Imagine what they would say I they found you doing such things with your professor, you pretty little slut"

"Can't even wait for our lesson to have my cock stuffing you, huh?"

after cumming, he would pull up your panties and make you go around with his cum inside all the day

if you ask him nicely, he can give you some more after lessons are finished

after all, who is he to deny a request from his pretty little student?

[jujutsukatsuki]

i’ve been waiting to see someone write thissss! (i think ur taking requests??)

the scene when alastor threatens husk!

the idea is reader (gn!) is there to comfort husk but he brushes them off, kinda like a hurt/comfort thing!

Okay I'm a little rusty but i got this! i wanted to do this as a Alastor x Reader but Reader is friends with Husker! I would like to add that I DO NOT SUPPORT VIV OR THEIR ACTIONS!

"This whole hotel will be full of demons wanting to check out into Heaven..." Charlie rambles on to her estranged father Lucifer, Vaggie follows on the other side of the short demon king and the princess of Hell. You followed behind them with Alastor, tall dark and creepy as he had been described by Mimzy moments before the group walked down the hallway.

"Hey Boss... can i have a word?" Alastor turns his head before his body, you hate when he does that, the sickling crack his neck makes. You turn to face the gambling demon cat, also known as your best friend in the hotel. You loved Husk, he was everything to you. "what is it?" Alastor's sickling smile never faulters, you're convinced he'd never drop the smile for people who weren't you. He was always sweet on you, even if on the outside it didn't look like he was. "You and i both know Mimzy only shows up when she needs somethin'. That bitch is trouble and who knows what kinda demon she fucked with to come running to you this time?" Alastor smirks and leans in towards the furball, you chew your lip, ready to jump between the two something you've done a few times before. "Its nothing i cant handle, don't worry Husker!" Alastor turns, arms crossed behind his back with his cane in hand, you look between Husk and Alastor. Husk looks angry that Alastor isn't listening. Husk looks to you and gives you an almost pleading look. If anyone could reason with the radio demon, it would be you. "Who in their right mind would cross me?" Alastor lets out a small hum as he starts to walk away. "I mean... you've been gone a while and its not like anybody knows why." "They don't need to know, and don't you worry your fuzzy head about it!" Alastor turns and pets husk on the head, something he absolutely hates. Husk lets out a loud growl as him and Alastor are nose to nose. The next few moments are a blur to you once husk mentions Alastor's metaphorical leash. The lights flicker, the room glitches with Alastor's power, your skin runs cold and you see the green leash snap around Husk's neck as he's thrown to the floor. "enough!" You yell, your hair standing on edge, eyes staring daggers into Alastor, your eye twitches with annoyance as you grab Alastor's arm and rip him away from Husk. "Now now sweet-" Alastor tries to calm you down, husk is shaking on the floor from the encounter. "No! This is enough Alastor, go find Charlie and Lucifer. Now!" You snap and point to where the group had gone. You never snapped at him, never even raised your voice. But right now, there was smoke coming out of your ears with how upset you were. Angry tears threatening to spill as you hold your stance. The green leash fades away and Alastor marches off without another word. "You okay?" You help Husk up who shakes you off with a tsk. "I don't need your pity, I'm fine." Husk grumbles and retreats to the bar downstairs. "Husk, please." You try and catch up with him. "What!" He turns and snaps.

"I don't need you playing the role of my parent! i can take care of myself, that's all ill ever need. Myself and what ever alcohol i can get my hands on." His voice is heavy, you know this is his mask. The one he puts on when something really bothers him and doesn't want to talk about it. You pull him into a hug and gently rub his back, you can feel his body tense, his wings are stiff before he slowly relaxes under your touch, his wings gently folding around the two of you. "I know Husker." You say gently, fingers combing his fur. "But I'm always here, you don't have to do it all on your own. I got you too. Family and losers and what not." You hum as the two of you pull away. "Yeah yeah, whatever you say." Husk smirks as he waves his hand, you know he understands what you're saying and what you mean is true, but the little bit of ego he had left doesn't let him fully show it. You and Husk reach the bar just as the building starts to shake due to some loan sharks trying to get in to look for Mimzy. The building catches fire, as they throw some Molotov cocktails through the windows. You gasp as you see some of the glass coming for you but i certain red demon pulls you from harms way. "I suppose i need to remind everyone why I'm here!" Alastor grins as he goes into his demon mode, you close your eyes, you hate seeing him in his giant demon mode. Once he's outside, you start helping Husk clean the building up.

"Darling, you alright?" Alastor comes back in to check on you

"Peachy." You snarl, still upset about earlier. Now even more upset due to Mimzy and her drama hurting the one place you loved.

Alastor straightens his suit before he forces Mimzy to leave, seeing as she was hurting the hotel and his beloved. You ignore the conversation as you sweep up glass. You feel a certain hand on your shoulder, you turn to look at Husk.

"It's okay, I shouldn't have made that comment. Don't let me get between the two of you." "I just don't like how he treats you." "Its okay, its my deal to take care of, not yours."

You let out a deflated sigh before turning to see Alastor who was waving around his cane to start fixing the hotel once again.

"Ali-" You say softly using the nickname he adored, it was simple but sounded amazing rolling off your lips.

"Yes darling?" He cuts you off as he grabs your hand and pulls you into him. You cant help but smile gently before grabbing his bowtie and yanking him down to be face to face with you.

"You ever hurt my Husky like that and i will make sure its your screams broadcasting on the radio. Understood?" You hiss and stare in his red eyes.

"Yes beloved." He nodded.

"Good." You nod back before going back to continuing to clean up the hotel lobby.

Sure life in the hotel wasn't the best, but it was your life none the less.

i hope this was good! its been a while since i wrote something!

[croucify]

omg i loved your hamzah fic! every time a hamzah fic shows up on the tl jesus sheds a tear!!

feel like it’s so awkward to request but would love for u to write about dating hamzah on the dl & being a guest on the patreon pod

giving relationship advice to some sad slushys while being all sweet n giddy with each other……

STAWWWPP I LOVE THISSSS I GOT U!!!

✶ sweet nothing — hamzahthefantastic x reader

WARNINGS: tooth-rotting fluff, i used the name junia for the slushy that msgd and reader has a dog named loki

A/N: i'm not subscribed to the patreon and i don't entirely know what goes on there BUT i just know hamzah's alone for that???? even in a fictional universe, hamzah still can't read too BAHAHAHA also sorry if this took so long, i had this in the drafts for a while but just finished it now!

the whole day, you’ve been overthinking about being on your boyfriend’s podcast.

you’ve been on out of character before but martin would also be there with you and hamzah.

so here you were, zoned out while your boyfriend explained everything you're gonna do for this episode.

"okay, so... are you ready?" he finally finished talking, now looking at you and then seeing the state you were in. his eyes soften and he walks toward you.

"what's wrong?" he held your hands in his as he tried getting your attention. you look up and give him a smile.

"just a bit nervous," you force a chuckle then he pulls you in to kiss your forehead. "you think they'll notice we're.. y'know." you tilt your head, placing a hand on his chest before wrapping your arms around his neck.

he shrugs in response, hands now on your hips, caressing the exposed skin from your top. "i don't know honestly but i don't think it'll be a big deal for them cause i love you."

you giggle before pulling him in for a kiss.

"okay let's start then!"

the podcast went on like it usually did, you and hamzah spoke about everything and anything you could think of — from the recent movies you've watched to activities you guys have been doing.

the next part of the podcast's segment was introduced by hamzah, he pulls out his phone and looks at his instagram messages.

"okay so this is the first one, i'll read it first and tell me what you think."

you nod at him to start the he starts to read.

"hi hamzah, i'm f-17 and i finish high school very soon. for the past year, i've realized that i lick—oh sorry it's like my best friend who's m-18 and he's had girls chasing him for a while now and he was entertaining them but ended up not having anything with any of the girls. but recently he's been hinting at liking me and flirting with me playfully i guess i don't know if i should let him know i like him, help me please."

you look at him to see if he was finished then he puts his phone down, now turning to look at you. “okay so you like your best friend that sounds familiar,” hamzah gives a teasing look to you with a smirk on his face.

you roll your eyes playfully, inching closer to him on the sofa until your knees are close to each other.

“i can relate to this, i was clueless too if he was flirting with me or not,” you glance between hamzah and the camera as you speak, holding the mic a bit closer. “but in the end it still worked out and he’s… well my boyfriend now!” you both chuckle and you feel yourself blush, hiding your face with the mic.

hamzah places a hand on your thigh which thankfully wasn’t caught in the frame. “oh my god okay, since you’re sooo happy talking about him, continue the story and give our girl… uh… wait what’s her name—oh there it is! junia!”

you get closer to hamzah, now shoulder to shoulder, and interlocking your hands with each other.

“okay so before i dated my boyfriend, he really wasn’t entirely my bestest best friend but more like a close best friend? he had a special place in my heart–”

“oh really what kinda special place?” he nudges you which you ignore.

“and even before i realized i liked him, it was like i’m always wanting to be around him or talk to him a lot.” your gaze was entirely on him as you said this, completely forgetting about the camera recording and a smile started to grow on hamzah’s face, looking down at his lap to try and hide it.

“i’ve known my boyfriend almost 5 or 6 years before we started dating and it really took me a while to realize i was in love with him.” you were already smiling at him, rubbing circles on the back of his hand.

his head shots up and looks at you, eyes a bit wide.

“wait you were in love already?”

you bite your lip to try and stop yourself from smiling bigger. “yeah, dude, i’ve told you this before!” you let go of his hand, the smile still prominent on your face as you punch his arm playfully.

“okay loser, just continue,”

you roll your eyes and scoff jokingly. “but in all honesty, i know i barely talk and post about my boyfriend but he knows i love him soooo much,” you look up at hamzah who was trying to hide his smile by biting the insides of his cheeks.

you lean closer to him before continuing. “so junia! if you really think you both like each other then go for it! you never know what could happen.” you said and it was like you had hearts as your eyes as you looked at hamzah.

he indistinctively puts an arm over your shoulder as the podcast continues, reading more of the messages and giving the viewers advice.

“oh hamzah! i think this one you can help with,” as you were about to show hamzah the message, your dog, comes out of the room and tries pulling you away from hamzah.

“jesus christ, loki, stop stealing my girlfriend.” he muttered but was still heard on the microphone.

you leave the couch for a while and place your dog in the room.

“okay so here’s the message.” you hand him the phone and he reads it.

“hi hamzah, i don’t know if you’re taken or single cause honestly you’ve been sending us mixed signals at the moment but if you are taken, can you help me flirt. i start college soon and i still don’t know how to talk and flirt with girls—okay i see what you’re trying to say here y/n what the hell.” he glares at you as he finally finishes reading and you stick your tongue out at him which he just smiles at.

"just a tip to everyone who's watching, never ask hamzah how to flirt cause this boy can't flirt to save his life!" you laugh as you said the joke, hamzah putting the phone down and covering your mouth to stop you from saying anything else.

the recording went on for a few more minutes, you ended the episode on a positive note since all you did was tease and make fun of each other.

"i don't think i'll ever be invited back here again after that, so bye you guys!" you blow a kiss to the camera before standing up and stopping the recording.

✶ taglist — @cdbabymp3 @noturbabe22 @dabuggh3 @kingvioleta @tumb1rgir1z LMK IF U WANNA BE ADDEDDD!!!

[chaisshitposts]

EEEEEE I'M GONNA JUMP- So I saw your post about the psych-k as soon as you posted it but I'm some sort of a lazy person, so I always found excuses not to do it until I yanked myself yesterday night to do it, I kid you not it took me only 5 minutes for each crossed side before I felt a shift in my reality 🧍LIKE I ACTUALLY FELT A MINI FADE OUT THEN FADE IN, I knew this means it had been done, for context, I affirmed "I am a master manifester" for a couple of times, I didn't even pay attention to the left/right position, I just did what I thought it was true then affirmed, and of course I decided to try out once I untangled myself, I simply stated ONLY ONE TIME "I'll wake up at 10", and behold, the most lazy ass person who always wakes up at 12 magically woke up refreshed at 10🧍, AND GUESS WHAT ELSE? I MANIFESTED HAVING LONGER EYELASHES HELLO??? I'm gonna cry this is so real, it's like after I did this method I just thought "cool if I have long eyelashes", boom the next thing is I got longer lashes 🧍

Imma be getting in the void soon, I'll do the psych-k again for having the best VC ✨

ILL LET YOU KNOW WHENEVER I DID AND ILL MANIFEST FOR YOU GUYS TO ENTER EASILY TOO, LETS DO THISSSS 💗💗

So I want to clear some things up for people, if you say "how do I do it" just go with your instincts, that way your body is going in it's natural state, and, don't focus on feeling the shift, I was singing a song in my head while repeating the affirmation 💀✌️, and most important of all, YOU'RE GONNA DO IT, I BELIEVE YOU GUYS

LOTS OF LOVE TO YOU AND @urgurljodie

i am so excited for ya. like... words cannot explain how happy i am for ya— omg 🥺 careful now... if ya blink too fast ya might just fly away with them long ass lashes of yers and ya won't be able to post a void success story... 🕵️ /jk

HELL FUCKIN' YE YOU'RE GONNA WAKE UP IN THE VOID STATE SOON !!! NO DOUBT ABOUT IT!!! I BELIEVE IN YA ANON!!! YEEEEEE!! LETS FUCKIN' GOOOO!!!!!!!!!! WOO WOO WOO WOO WOO WOO WOO!!!

[pablitogavii]

Hii I would actually die if you wrote this!

So I have this idea wear the reader and Pablo (her boyfriend) are on there way to see Pablo jr. play his first ever football match!! This would be so cute!! And while in the car driving there son Pablo gives him some tips! ( to adorable to even imagine 🥹)and after the Mach they win! And then they go and get ice cream to celebrate 🎉

I would actually cry if you write thissss.

I will change this, to going to watch your little brother play :)

His Ídolo

Your little brother was the happiest to hear that your boyfriend is indeed Pablo Gavi, big legend in La Masia, where he was playing at the moment. His whole life Pablo Gavi was his ídolo and the first time you introduced the two of them, the little boy cried...it was so adorable.

Pablo being in the first team was very busy with traveling and training now for the nationals, but when he heard that your little brother wanted him to watch the mini Clássico, he couldn't say no wanting to be there for support.

"Thank you for coming with us amor, it means the world to him.." you said while he drove you to pick up the little boy and Pablo smiled wide holding your hand tighter and saying he is happy to be there for him.

"Yo te amo..and he is such a sweet boy" Pablo said and you smiled nodding your head and then you saw the little guy already ready waiting by the front door before rushing to get inside the car.

"Hola buddy! You ready??" you asked while he buckled up in the backseat happy to see him so excited.

"Hola hermanita! Hola Pablo! I'm ready to win!!" he said and Pablo turned around smiling at the little boy. You loved seeing the two of them so close.

"That's the spirit! Visca Barça!" he said high fiving him and you chuckled making Pablo smile towards you before kissing your lips and starting to drive towards the stadium.

Your brother was playing in Pablo's position, so he loved to hear any advice his idol has to give him. He might be young, but when Pablo spoke to him his full focus was on his words. You were impressed because when you tried to teach him math he would always get distracted!

"Remember not to open up on the sides! Always follow the ball and be on guard to run back if you have to" Pablo explained and the boy listened nodding his head as you all arrived at the stadium.

"Y/b/n! Joder! That's really Pablo Gavi! He wasn't lying!" his friends rushed towards us staring at Pablo like they've seen Santa and you chuckled at how proud your brother looks.

"I told you he is my cuñado!" your brother said and you blushed while Pablo smirked grabbing the boy and putting it onto his shoulders.

"Let's go help your hermanita to the stands and then we can talk strategy before the game, huh?" Pablo said and your brother nodded in agreement. Pablo grabbed your hand and walked towards your seats before putting the little boy down, kissing you shortly before walking with him to the pitch.

You stole a picture of the two of them hand in hand walking to the pitch together. This was definitely one of the memories you want to savor forever.

"Did you remember everything niño??" Pablo asked as they stood in front of you your little brother in his small Barça jersey with a big #30 on his back and Pablo petting his head and chatting with the coach. You remembered the day he put his own jersey next to Gavi's on his wall looking at the same numbers proudly.

"Alright, good luck!" Pablo was about to leave back to sit with you but your brother grabbed his hand making him turn around and squat down to see what was wrong.

"Que pasa?" Pablo said moving the boys hair to the side and he looked worried which was normal when he had to play such in important game in front of his ídolo.

"What if we lose Pablo?" boy said and Pablo smiled pulling him into the hug which melted your heart to see.

"You don't think about that niño. Go out there, have fun, and do you job like I know you can..I have no doubts in you little leyenda" Pablo winked and your brother's eyes sparkled that he was called a legend by his very own idol. His confidence grew the second he heard that.

"I love you, did you know that?" you said laying you head on his shoulder and he kissed the top of your forehead with smile watching as the game started.

"I love you too amor!" Pablo said and you held your hand watching as the game unfolded being quite interesting and intense to watch. Your brother was really fighting and running non stop and you knew he wanted to impress Pablo which he certainly did.

Then someone fouled your brother and you jumped really worried if he was alright but Pablo reassured you that the hit wasn't too bad and that he was going to be fine.

When the opposing team scored some minutes later, your brother was on his knees looking towards Pablo who smiled yelling "doesn't matter! keep playing!" and he smiled jumping to his feet joining his teammates.

You just had to kiss him after that and he looked at you with raised eyebrows wondering what was that for.

"For being the best boyfriend in the world! Plus, one day you will be a great dad amor" you say and that made him blush pulling you close and kiss the top of your head. You were both obviously too young to think about kids but hearing you say that made Pablo so proud.

At the end of first half it was 1:1 and your brother assisted the goal which made Pablo very proud saying that he was very selfless and passionate player.

"He reminds me of me amor.." Pablo said and you smiled laying your head on his shoulder asking if he wanted to go see him before the second half but he told you that little boy knew what to do.

"He's gonna be happy to hear that..you're his ídolo amor" you say and Pablo smiled as you both waived him back when he got onto the pitch.

"There it is! Good steal not run! Run niño! Vamos!" Pablo got to his feet and you chuckled at his passion even when he wasn't one on the pitch and when your brother once again passed the ball only for it to come back to his feet as he score the second goal.

"Goal!!!" you both screamed hugging one another as he kissed his jersey just like Pablo always does pointing at him with a bright smile.

"That kid is something special for sure.." Pablo said and you smiled shaking your head and kissing him as you finished watching the game.

After the game you both went to the tunnel to wait for him as he ran to Pablo jumping into his arms as he spun him around.

"Did you see that!? I did like you said and it worked!! You're the best Pablo! The best!" your brother was so excited hugging Pablo tightly and you smiled sending him a kiss.

"I did see that! What a goal niño! And I have to say you reminded me of myself today..you're the best" Pablo said and that made your brother's eyes tear as you kissed his cheek telling him it was alright.

"Glad to see you again Gavi" coach said and Pablo hugged him saying he was glad as well.

"Who is ready for some celebratory ice cream?" Pablo said and your brother looked at his coach who said this was a special occasion and he is allowing it.

"Yes!! I'm going to change quickly!" he said running to the chaining rooms while you chatted some more with his coach.

"You really made his day, amor.." you say while you waited for him in the car and he leaned in kissing you lovingly. Just in that moment, he opened the door jumping in and you thought what an impeccable timing he has hehe! And then we went for that celebratory ice cream!

Took me some time to finish it but here it is..just adorable<33

[tsuunara]

   " lets crash course learn twice choreography ! "

SPECIAL GUESTS : chuuya nakahara , osamu dazai , atsushi nakajima !

 ABOUT ORDER : forcing teaching bsd men twice choreography! how into it are they? do they hate it or enjoy it ?

 CONTENTS :  might be ooc !! , profanity in chuuya's part , dazai shenanigans , kunikida appears in dazai's part !! , poor atsushi is struggling to keep up :( , kyouka appears in atsushi's part !! .

 SERVER'S NOTES : stan twice!!! this was a warm up to prepare for my soon chuuya angst fic... sorry for the wait :( btw here is the playlist of all the songs for each character! i'll make a pt 2 with nikolai and fyodor . :) this was super fun to write lol

   chuuya nakahara ! The Feels

chuuya has seen you practice the choreography a couple of times . he doesn't really mind when the music blasts and just lets it slide because he loves you so much ! chuuya doesn't know much about kpop but he's heard a couple in your playlists , and hears you play the same ones over and over again ... not like he doesn't mind though . despite it not being his actual music taste, he secretly enjoys listening to it sometimes and it's his guilty pleasure . when he sees you dancing all silly , he can't help but smile in awe . he thinks it's so funny and cute seeing you put your all into it !!

" YOU HAVE STOLEN MY HEART OH YEAHH NEVER GONNA LET IT GO OH OH NO NEVER IT LET IT GO OH OH OH- "

" well uh shit... am i interrupting something here ? "

" lightning straight to my heart oh yeaAAAH WHAT THE FUCK CHUUYA- "

oh, but when you encourage him to dance with you ? who is he to say no with that stupid smile of yours ? no matter how silly it is , he WILL do it .

" ...so uh- "

" ...crash course twice choreography . "

" ...what ? "

" you know what , chuu ? you're in perfect timing . you should really join me !! come on , i'll teach you twice choreography ! "

" huh ?? woah woAH WOAH- WAIT HOLD ON NOW- "

although he is a bit hesitant , he always gives in . and with no regrets after whatsoever !!! he's a very quick learner too with lots of flexibility !

" one , two , three , four , five , six , seven , eight ! one , two , three and four , five and six and seven , eight ! good ! just make sure to bend your knees a bit more... and then... stretch them ! "

" uhuh, okay... like this ? my god- this dance is kinda hard... how'd ya even manage this ? "

" not to worry , chuu ! just like that !! YOU DID IT !! "

"holy fucking shit . I DID IT . "

overall , 9/10 is super into it . always exaggerates his moves but at least it shows he's having fun !! bonus points for being a new little distraction he can do at work ! has definitely had a couple of his colleagues walk in on him . whoopsies !

" you have stolen my heart oh yeah... never let it go oh oh no , never gonna let it go , oh , oh , oh... "

" uh... sir ? the... documents... "

" lightning straight to my heart oh yeaa- GOD WHAT THE FUCK ?! oh . it's you . the documents ? yeah yeah , uh... go put them... over there . "

" ......sir- "

" no . if it's about that , then i don't want to hear it . "

   osamu dazai ! FANCY

dazai's favorite pastime ? learning twice choreography . and what better ? with you !! he's had his ass dragged into your little dance classes sooo many times... (not like he's complaining though !) he knows somewhat about kpop , he likes listening to it with you (and for shits and giggles . ) also loves to see you dance to the songs yourself !! always tries to copy you so much so he ends up distracting you because it's funny , causing you to mess up the entire choreography :( when he hears the music play , that's when he knows it's time to crash course learn twice choreography !

" ...'samu ! "

" yes lovely ? "

" do you know what time it is ? "

" hmm..... four-thirty . "

" stupid , not the actual time ! c'moooonnnn you knowww thissss... "

" well color me clueless . "

" 'samu.... "

" i'm kidding! hmm... oh , don't tell... it's that time , isn't it ?! "

" you're so right... IT'S TIME TO CRASH COURSE LEARN TWICE CHOREOGRAPHY ! "

a little slower learning the choreography (because mf can't take it seriously sometimes) , but once he gets the hang of it you bet fucker WILL be hitting those moves whenever has the chance .

" it seems another job well done to us for solving the mystery , bella ! oh , OH , OHH !! i feel a song coming ... LET'S HIT IT , [name] !!! ohhh yes GET IT !! "

of course being dazai, you can't have a dance lesson with a little chaos in between ! but that's what makes it even more fun !

" one, two, three and four... no 'samu, that's not how do it ! "

" hehehe. fancyyyy youuu ooh-ooh-ooh- "

" DAZAI THE TABLE-?! "

" ouchieeee.... !!! bellaaaa~ help me out hereeeee... my hips huuurrrrrt !!!! "

" oh my god... "

overrall , 9/10 very chaotic but totally fun experience ! he enjoys it far too much for his own liking . he does a few freestyle moves of his own to " jazz up " the dance takes your dance lessons to HEART . period . kunikida always scolds him at work :P

" OI DAZAI . this isn't some dance class . get back to work !! "

" whaaaat ? sorry kunikida~ i can't hear you right now over the music !! my dearest [name] just taught me how to dance ! and i feel so POWERFUL !! OHH , keep quiet now !! THIS IS MY FAVORITE PART !! "

" DAZAI- "

   atsushi nakajima ! TT

atsushi is a very interesting case when it comes to learning choreography... he tries his best though ! i feel like atsushi is very open to different kinds of music , so kpop is no different to him and enjoys listening to it ! super fascinated by how you managed to learn the dances . always slides in compliments after you finish with a little clap !! atsushi NEVER thinks about learning the choreography himself . he just likes listening to the music . but who is he to say no to you ?

" atsu !! "

" [name] !! what's the matter ? did something happen ? "

" atsushi . you know the one thing that you're missing right now ? it's that you NEED to crash course learn twice choreography with me . there's no backing out now !! "

" wha- ??? wait- HUH ???? "

poor boy is unfortunately a slow learner when it comes to dancing... but he's trying !!! his moves are a bit stiff , but just a little more practice and instructing will do !!!

" it's easy ! one , two , three , four , five , six , seven, eight ! can you try that for me ? "

" umm... one... two... three... four and five and six and seven eight... ?! did i do it ? "

" close !! there's room for improvement , though ! you're doing great though ! for your first time and the easiest twice choreography to learn ! "

" EASIEST ?!? aaahhhh... this is so hard , [name] ..... can we take a break ? "

practices whenever he can . you've seen and walked in on him practicing in front of the mirror and he's always gets soo embarrassed , but slowly he's starting to get the hang of it and you're so proud of him !!!

" one , two , three , four , five , six , seven , eight... "

" well , someone's been doing their homework ! "

" [name] ?! WHERE DID YOU COME FROM- "

overrall , 7/10 . he's proud to know he's finally learned how to perform twice choreography ! (even if the process was literal hell) obviously still struggles sometimes , but very silly and cute when he does it ! kyouka has walked in on him a few times... but she doesn't seem to mind !

" one , two , three , four...- "

" ...why are you dancing ? "

" YEAOW- oh... it's just you , kyouka... practicing this dance [name] taught me ! ah , where was i again...? one , two , three , four , five , six , seven , eight... "

" i didn't know they could dance . maybe i'll ask them about it later... "

   reblogs appreciated ! ♡

[kairiscorner]

🎶 When did it end? All the enjoyment

I'm sad again, don't tell my boyfriend

It's not what he's made for

What was I made for? 🎶 my fav part fr... anyways GOOD MORNING/AFTERNOON/EVENING KAIRIIIII. teehee.. can you do a miles x reader comforting reader? (any kind of problem that you want.. ex: weight, exams, feeling like a failure and etc) if you want to ofc!

🐨-

HI AGAIN 🐨 ANON MY BOO 🫂 omg i LOVE this idea, also why would you hurt me with 'what was i made for' (sobs uncontrollably) BUT ANYWAY, HOPING YOU LIKE THISSSS

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everything's gonna be alright — miles 1610 x reader

summary: lately, you haven't been feeling very proud of yourself. you used to be so good at what you did, it was your pride and joy to be amazing at what you do--but it's like the spark's gone, and when that spark's gone... wouldn't who you are be gone, too? miles doesn't think so, though, and he's here to prove you are so much more than how you see yourself. word count: 827

you couldn't pick up the phone right now, everything just felt so... suffocating. nothing felt right about today, about this whole week. you knew you should expect days like this, days when you feel unmotivated to do what you usually brings you fulfilment and joy, but recently, it's gotten a lot more intense. you felt like you were falling behind, like everyone else is getting ahead of you while you're still stuck back to where you started. you felt like the world was passing you by, and no matter what you did to counter that feeling, the feeling merely festered and worsened. you hated what you became when you felt this way, it made you feel like you weren't really in control of yourself.

"gonna, um... gonna talk about it?" miles asked you as he crawled into your room through your open window. you sighed, unsurprised that miles came after you ignored his calls. he always visited you like this, it was kind of tradition now ever since he got his powers. but whenever he came, you were usually so bright and cheery, with you doing whatever it was you were so passionate about–but recently, you've been more and more closed off, and it's been concerning miles.

you shrugged. "what's there to talk about?" you asked him as you began picking up the fallen items and pillows from your flurry of anger and disappointment in yourself. miles helped you clean up, what with him having memorized every inch of your room since he's here so often. "maybe about the fact you've been kinda off these days, and... i've been calling you. but you never responded, so i felt the need to see if you were okay–" "i'm fine." you responded immediately as you almost slammed your notebooks back on the desk, your nostrils flaring and your eyebrows knitting together.

miles looked at you with concern in his eyes. he approached you slowly, worried about what happened, even though you said you were fine. "i'll believe you, but if you wanna talk..." he began as he picked up a photo of you two that fell down from your notebooks and looked at it, smiling as he saw the silly faces you both made. "...i'm right here for you." he said as he gently pat your back and handed you the photo. you looked at him and took the photo from him, feeling slightly ashamed you were turning him away when he's so eager to help you. you felt a coldness overwhelm you as you shut your eyes and sighed. you admitted to miles nothing was okay right now, not a single thing was okay about this whole week and everything just... felt like you weren't important, your efforts weren't being recognized, and you were working yourself to the bone for nothing.

you felt hot tears form in your eyes as miles gently wiped them away for you. he nodded and looked at you with sympathy and compassion filling his face as sadness and regret filled yours as you thought more and more about how pathetic you saw yourself, how pathetic miles must've seen you at that moment. "i'm sorry, i'm sorry i'm so... so pathetic, i--" but before you could finish, miles shushed you and wrapped you in a gentle hug. "hey, hey... it's okay. you're good." he reassured you as he held you close, with you holding on to him and sobbing a little more into his shoulder.

"but it's... it's not okay, you have such valid problems, like saving the city, taking down villains, making peace with your uncle's death... and here i am crying over such stupid things..." you murmured as your lower lip trembled and as your eyes filled with new tears. miles kept holding you close as he rubbed your back. "all problems are valid. and even if you don't think so, i do. you're perfect in everything you do, because you make it your own. don't feel pressured to be on top, i'm perfectly content meeting you halfway there, or nowhere near the top at all."

"i love you, and i love everything it is you do. if you don't feel like doing it, don't be disappointed in yourself. take a break, be kinder to yourself, and best of all... realize you're worth so much more than your hobby, your grades, your looks, your everything. you are not what you make, you are who want to be." miles said as he pulled away from you and smiled as he wipes away the remainder of your tears. "and if you want me to start, well then, i'm no hero--the city made me that. i know who i am, and that is your annoyingly cute boyfriend of yours who will never stop reminding you i care, and that you are wonderful." he said as he kissed the top of your head and held you close again. "and i love you, so, so, so much."

tags !! @k4tsu3 @fiannee @luvstarrstruck @toneystank-3000 @ii01vq @maxoloqy @solecitoszn

[doberbutts]

"Trans people need to disconnect from their AGAB" as a closeted trans person who would be put in danger if they came out, that's really not an option... Why do people always forget closeted trans people in these discussions? Do they expect trans people who are closeted to not say they're cis men/women or still have a connection to man/womanhood for safety?

Thissss this this.

I was out to select, mostly online only friends and technically out to my sisters and mother (mother who rejected it wholesale upon hearing it but w/e) until I moved out of my parents' house. Then I was out to them plus a few, select, irl friends I had made outside of my incredibly Christian social sphere, while I was being mentored by the trans woman my college's GSA matched me with. And then I stayed that way really until I moved to Connecticut which was all of 5 years ago.

I have been out for years. I've also been closeted for years. I lived on the MD/VA border during the worst of the bathroom bills. I did not have a fucking choice on whether or not I could disconnect from my AGAB. It was either tell everyone that I'm transgender in a place where I was incredibly likely to have the shit beaten out of me as a best case scenario, or stay quiet and wince internally every interaction that someone assumes I'm a woman. BOTH OF THOSE CHOICES SUCK ACTUALLY.

"Well you guys do it for safety" And!?!? It's not a crime to want to be safe??? It's not a crime to stay in the closet to remain safe??? It's not like AMAB people don't do it too??? Because being closeted is not actually privilege???

[missamyrisa2]

Miss Amy! 🥺 how would you tease a tough girl that’s super sensitive on her nipples?

It's soooo gonnna be the sweeeet cute overlyyyy annoyingly positive chick bullying the tough cookie girl ~ because I'll wait until you're just sooo ensconced in your gruffnessss, so just fulllll of that confidence before slipping my wiggly finger outttt ~ you wouldn't dare show how scared you are of my one single solitary wiggly finger would youu? Nahhhhh~ a big strong gal like youuuu wouldn't crumble from thissss which is why you don't care that it's gonna slippppp into that top and go on a little mission. Oh I know you could stop me but that would be admitting something wouldn't it? I'm just a silly gigglyyyy pixie and I couldn't possiblyyyy make you do something other than those lion growls huhhh? Just a big stronggggg warrior who isn't gonna have the sliiiighttest reaction to me gliding this fingertip, this little soft fingertip along a circle over that girlyyyy buttton ~ nooo that's your bufffff tougghhh pec huh? Notttt your royal sparklyyyyy buttonnyy button mmmh that's why you won't mind my other hand coming up under your shirt would you? Noooo I could get that belly which I see twitching but there's something else we have to inspect~

Yesss, curse and swear and growl and struggle ~ my tough cookie ain't gonna crumble noooo not from some silly girlyyyy teases in hereeee acrosss this oooh ~ this rapidlyyyyy swelling buttonnn ~ that doesn't bother you does it noooo ~ tickles on this nubbin aren't gonna do anythinggg to youuuu~ that's why you're not blushing or squeaking or wobbling noooopeee just shakin it offf~ yesss, shake it offf shake it offf ~ I I I shake it offf~!~! awww sorry cutie I just like to sing. You don't mind just like you don't mind that ohh my where did this little makeup brush come from? I don't know, that's not mine, she goes to another school you wouldn't know her~ mmmh~ does that tickle? Does it tickle tickle? That's itttt tough gal~ be squeaky, be gigglyyyyy~ noooo you're done for now, you are soooo in troubleee~ there's no escape from thissss~ you're already wobbling yesss you areeee and oooh you are in for it nowwwww~ down we goooo~

I'll just be taking that top please and thank you very much and yes I will have secondsssss~ there that goess mmhmm make with the shirt and make with the nippliessss ~ noope nope you're not going anyyywheree nowwww that's ittt that feeels good huhhh when I rubbbb those cuuuuute boobies huhh? That doesn't tickle that's niiice~ ticklemama always makes it betterrr and oooh you know what's better than rubbiesss? Tiiiiicklessss~ mmhmm you should know thattt what kinda tough giggle tickle girl are you anyyywayy? Mmhmh just rapid flickyyyy tickles on those buttons now. Those royal girly chest buttons and they're getting soooo hot and bothered. Why yes I dooo have to sit on your chest like thisss. Can't have you squirming away now can we? That wouldn't be good for your ticklessss~ Nooppee we're not stopping because now we're gonna take my braid tippp to that sideboobbbb mmmmhmm get the edge of your cute nippliesss and ahhh yessss it's timeeee ~ you're getting lip brushiessss~!!

Muuuahhh sorry tough girlyyy you're gonna be gaspy for me yes you areee because I'm gonna give you allllll the kissiesss on your buttons and brush my liiips around them and mmmhhhh little lickiesss toooooo~ just the tip of my tongue on your button tippp mmhmm~ be moanyyyy be moany for me nowwww give me those gigglemoansss awww soo sweeet. Do your friends know you're a precious girly girl with hyper ticklish girly buttonsss? How often do you wishhh you were like this, all gigglyyy silllyy wiggglyyy desperate huh? You want moreeee? Mmhmm yes you doooo~ that's right you fucking doooooo~ and you're gonna say pleeease tickle mama tickle my buttons while I make you gigglemoan to the heavens yes you areee ~ now let's hear ittt let's hear that pleeeease ticklemamaaaa~<33

[justanamesstuff]

about everything! lol like do some one shots or sth 🥺

Aww I love you guys <3

Well, I can expand my thoughts about Matty, Arthur's friend and Ruth open her mouth about Mel haha because that's what I thought about today. PLEASE SEND ME IDEAS BECAUSE THIS GIRL NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS WANT TO KNOW ABOUT OR IFFFF YOU WANT MORE ABOUT ALL I NEED 😂

Back to the family...

Arthur was around 13 years old, he made a really nice group of friends that hang out on the house most of the time. Matty and Y/n knew them very well, and she always brought food when they have their little gatherings...which all of them love very much.

One Saturday, Matty was on his studio and Y/n went upstairs to bring them some drinks and snacks. Arthur is very embarrassed about the looks his friends send to her mother. He knew she's beautiful, but she was his mom and hated when his friends made comments. They were aware and mostly do it on porpoise.

Y/n closed the door of his son's room, hearing a muffled 'your mom is so fit' which made her chuckled and continued walking. The sound of an object hitting the floor of Arthur's room reached her ears after it.

She made her wait towards Matty's studio room. Y/n opened the door slightly just to check if he was too busy. She knocked, and he turned around.

"Hey."

"Hi, baby." he greeted her.

Y/n went to stand beside him, but Matty was quickly to push her into his lap. She gasped and rounded his shoulders, bringing her face closer.

"Working?" she asked.

"Just finished." he mumbled, leaving in a kiss on her lips.

"Good, I just came from Arthur's room...are they bothering you?"

"Not really...have my headphones on." Matty caressed her back, titling to look at her face, her eyes.

"Guess what?"

"Mhm."

"I'm a milf now." Y/n smirked, making him opened his eyes wide.

"Excuse me?"

"Heard one of the kids saying I'm fit."

Matty faked standing up, still holding Y/n, "Okay, I'm going to kill a 13-year-old. Be right back!"

"Matty!" she chuckled. Matty returned them to the previous position.

"How they dare to look at my perfect wife..."

"What can I say?" she joked.

"Mommy!" the youngest of the house ran into the studio.

Y/n turned around on Matty's lap, looking at her. "What's wrong, baby?" she asked her 9-year-old daughter.

"Archie doesn't let me play." she whines.

"Oh, what a horrible brother." Matty exclaimed, gaining her attention. Ruth's face changed instantly, having her father's attention. Y/n tried hard to not roll her eyes. They had many conversations about him continued to baby her even when she was that old. "Come here, my darlin'."

Ruth ran to sit on his lap, on the other side her mother was sitting on.

"Why he's not letting you play?"

"He says I'll not understand the game." Matty turned to look at Y/n as if Arthur had said Ruth was Hitler.

"Mat-" she started.

"I'm going to talk with him latter." he promised her, bringing her closer to his chest. "What about Mel? Where's she?"

"She's not home." Ruth sit back, smiling at Matty.

Her father frowned and Y/n started to feel warm. "What do you mean, Ruti? I saw her two hours ago..."

"Mathilde Ruth..." Y/n tried to stop her, but she was Matty's female version.

"Mel is out with her boyfriend." she said in her innocent voice.

Matty stared at her, trying not to freak out. "Boyfriend?"

"Yes! I meet him, he's nice...he gave me candies!"

"Of course you like him."

"Ruth, remember this was something between Mel, you and me?" Y/n ignored Matty's eyes and grip.

"Oh, no..." she placed her hand on her mouth dramatically.

"Y/n, Mel has a boyfriend?" Matty asked directly.

"Matty...you have to ask her, I'm not going to betray her trust-" she started to ramble.

"Y/n." he didn't shout, but he was angry.

"Baby..."

"Don't baby me. Just say yes or no."

Y/n hesitated and just nodded. "Oh fuck, no." Matty exclaimed.

"Matty!"

"Daddy!"

They scolded him, but his mind was in another dimension.

I HOPE YOU LIKE THISSSS

[mcufan72]

Cold winter days, a lonely woman on a bench, a stranger in the park...

An Encounter in Winter ❄️

Loki and female reader

Chapter 14

Chapter 13

18+/adult themes/talking/flirting/slow burn/fluff/angst/smut

Warnings: fluff and smut, unprotected sex, soft!dom/sub vibes, mentions of slight breeding kink, insecurities, unexpected reactions and incidents

"I'm so happy we saw The Northern Lights, I didn't expect that anymore, honestly. And I wanted so much for you to see them… mmmhhhmm oh yes, Lo…don't stop doing that", you moaned with pleasure and Loki chuckled lightly.

"Me neither, but it was beautiful and absolutely magical…like you, Snowflake."

Loki massaged your shoulders and your nape with a firm but sensitive touch, his thumbs digging deep into the tensed parts of your muscles.

"Nooo, I'm not magical… but your hands are…a bit harder, baby…please…"

"Uhhh… be careful what you're begging for, my Lady, there's still so much tension inside of you", he groaned seductively and pecked a soft kiss to your nape.

You sat between his spread thighs, your body caged by his forbidden long and muscular legs. You two enjoyed the warm bubble bath Loki had prepared for you and the bathroom was filled with the calming aroma of the lavender bath foam.

After Loki's enjoyable massage, you leaned back against his firm wet chest, curled your hand around his neck and pulled his head down to you to kiss him gently, your fingers caressing his nape. He put his arms around your middle and hugged you tightly. You two enjoyed this proximity and the skin-to-skin feeling to its fullest. Nothing felt better. This wasn't sexual, it was about closeness and trust, tenderness and genuine feelings.

"Isn't the water too warm for you?" you asked him concerned while you were building a foam mountain in front of you.

"For your Blueberry definitely yes, for your Lo not", he said relaxed.

He loved to sit in the tub with you like this. He always needed you close to him and the feeling of your body leaning against his was what he craved. You were his greatest bliss.

Your head rested comfortably in the crook of his neck and his wet skin against yours felt so calming and soft. Your fingers were poking into the foam mountain in front of you while Loki's nose traced over your temple and his lips pressed soft kisses to your cheekbone, cheek, and jaw. You tilted your head a bit to give him further access to your neck and closed your eyes, soaking up this moment of special intimacy.

"I have a little surprise for you, Lo", you said, opening your eyes again.

"A surprise?" He murmured between soft kisses against your dampened skin.

What could it be? Had you already made the life-changing decision? It would definitely surprise him. Until now you haven't said yes or no. But he definitely wanted you to take your time and not make a rash decision.

"Mmh mmh", you loosened yourself from his embrace and slid to the other side of the bathtub, turning around and facing him now. You let yourself slide down a bit deeper into the water and rested your head on the rim of the bathtub, smiling at him.

"We will fly to London!", and you let your foot slowly slide up his stomach up to his chest, your toes playing with his wet chest hair.

With your big toe you traced over his chest and caressed his nipples. You could do this for hours. This god was your drug.

"London? I thought we had to return directly to New York."

"Nope, I got two days more approved by Tony and Bruce so I thought we could visit London before our day-to-day life has us back. I hope you like my surprise and look forward to it as much as I do."

"There's no place in this world or another where I wouldn't like to be with you, my love…and you should stop doing thissss…", and he grabbed your ankle and kissed and licked the sole of your foot and sucked your toes.

"No no no no, Looo…it's tickling…stop, please stop", you giggled.

In a swift move, he pulled you by your ankle towards him between his widening legs, your thighs over his, your calves wrapping around his waist. He captured your lips and gave you a passionate kiss, his tongue playing with yours. He never failed to make you shiver.

"Did I already tell you how much I enjoyed the time with you here, at this wonderful, peaceful place and how much I love you?"

"Nooo, you didn't, my pretty god… but tell me, are you looking forward to our prolonged vacay? Or do you already have enough of me and… want to go back on missions soon?" You asked him, insecurity consuming you.

You never failed to make him feel warm and tingly whenever you told him he was pretty. How could you doubt his deep affection for you? He would follow you anywhere. You were his and you were perfect.

"Are you serious? As if I could ever have enough of you. Of course, I look forward to visiting London with you, my love. It's another homecoming for you, hm?"

"Yeah, but please, Lo don't think my reasons are selfish. I just want to show you all the places of Midgard I love the most and I want to make good memories together with you there …before you take me to the stars one day and show me your favorite places."

"You're not selfish, Snowflake. I want to see everything you like and love, I want to know everything about you, London will be a perfect addition to our book of new stories", he murmured and kissed your lips softly. You held him by his broad shoulders and rested your forehead against his. This man, your man, was just perfect.

"Fine, that makes me truly happy, Lo… thank you", you answered quietly and pecked a small kiss on the tip of his nose.

"We should leave the bath now, the water is getting cold and the skin on my fingers is already quite shrivelled", you laughed and Loki agreed.

"Yesss, I should get my Queen out of the water quickly before she dissolves completely", he joked and you hit his shoulder playfully.

"You're outrageous, baby, but I love you, I love you so much", you chuckled and loosened yourself from him after kissing him one more time.

You two left the tub, dried each other with big fluffy towels and laid down in bed, cuddling naked under the blanket. It didn't take long until you both fell asleep in each other's arms.

It was on your last afternoon in Norway when Mrs Andersson came to visit you. You stood on the terrace in front of the winter garden and you were watching Loki on the jetty, trying to catch a fish. Again and again, he renewed the bait on his rod and cast it out in a high bow. On Asgard he never had to do this, fish was always served to him prepared and ready-cooked. But he had fun fishing here and of course, he wanted to impress you as well. He wanted to show you that he was able to take care of you and feed you.

You knew he wasn't an overly spoiled prince and neither an expert in fishing but you were definitely impressed. His ambition to take care of the dinner was truly cute. You knew he would do everything for you and he was so sweet in his desperate attempts to catch a fish for you. But the fishes weren't in the mood to do him the favour of getting caught by him so you were laughing when you called over to your lover.

"Blueberry, shouldn't we go out tonight for dinner? I know a nice fish restaurant here", you mocked him playfully.

"If you keep shouting that loud, we might have to do this! You're expelling the fishes, Snowflake. I'll catch one, just wait and be patient … and don't you dare mock me, darling, otherwise…"

"You'll punish me, my Blueberry-god?" A smirk curved your lips.

Loki turned around to look at you and pushed the sunglasses up into his hair, his red eyes sparkling in the sunlight.

"It seems…you're just waiting for it. Am I right, Snowflake? But you have to beg your god harder!" You could clearly see the seductive smile on his face.

"You just have to try harder, Blueberry… to catch a fish… but of course, I'll take your punishment too, Sir."

"Be careful what you wish for, pet", and he turned towards the water again.

You grinned smugly and bit your lower lip lightly at the imagination of how Loki would punish you, grabbing you firmly by your waist and fucking you roughly against the wall until you would cry his name and beg him for mercy and salvation…

At just this moment Mrs Andersson walked around the corner of the house and entered the terrace. You saw her in the corner of your eyes and turned towards her.

"Oh, hello Mrs Andersson, what a lovely surprise. Nice to see you. Please take a seat", and you offered her one of the chairs standing on the terrace.

"How are you doing?"

"Hello Mrs. Laufeyson, I'm doing good, min jente (my girl). I'm so sorry for being intrusive. I knocked at the front door but you didn't hear me. Thank you for your offer but I just wanted to bring you this cake, and she passed you a self-made apple pie.

"It's your last day here and I thought it would be a nice farewell gift. I hope you like apple pie?" She asked kindly.

"This is so nice of you, thanks Mrs Andersson… and yesss we love apple pie", you answered her thankfully.

Inwardly you laughed lightly because she addressed you again as Mrs Laufeyson… and you loved being addressed as Loki's wife.

"Did you enjoy your holiday here? I hope you two felt comfortable in my house and you had a nice time here."

"We had a wonderful, relaxing time here, indeed. It's such a calming and peaceful place. We felt so comfortable and carefree here."

"Oh, yes I know exactly what you mean, min jente. It was the same here for my husband and me when we were young", she said knowingly and winked at you.

"My husband bought this house and the beach for us and it had always been our piece of paradise and an oasis of silence and togetherness. Since my husband passed away it's too big for me alone and we don't have children. That's why I modernized it and it's rented now as a vacation home. I'm glad that you liked it here and had a happy time here."

"I'm sorry for your loss, Mrs Andersson." You felt sad for her. She must feel so alone. You thought about Loki…you didn't want Loki to be alone and live without you …and you put the pie down on one of the chairs.

"Don't be, he's just gone ahead over the rainbow bridge and is waiting for me in Valhalla and one day we'll be together again." She smiled brightly at you, totally convinced that it must be exactly like this.

"Valhalla…", you whispered thoughtfully.

"Don't mind me, min jente, it's just an old Norse myth and I love this imagination. I see your husband is trying to catch a fish… there are not many fish in the bay here", she smiled.

"Yes, he tries but with limited success but he has fun doing it, that's what counts", you said smilingly.

"Ahhm…Mrs Andersson…", you addressed her hastily when you got aware that she wanted to greet Loki and had already turned towards the jetty.

"Yes, dear?" She turned her head to gaze at you.

"Could you please wait here for a moment?"

"Of course!", she smiled at you with friendly eyes.

You looked thankfully at her and you went over to Loki. Has she already seen your lover's natural form? Today he was fully dressed in a tight-fitting long-sleeved t-shirt and sweatpants so maybe she hadn't seen his natural state and he had the chance to transform into the appearance he felt more comfortable in among strangers. You wanted to warn him. You two weren't prepared to see anyone here and you didn't want him to be seen in his natural form without knowing it and without being aware that you had a guest. As his girlfriend, it was your duty to protect him as much as he always protected you. You wanted him to always feel safe with you.

Loki felt you walking towards him and he also felt your little nervousness. But why were you nervous? Before you could even say a word he turned around to show you the fish he had just caught right before you had reached him.

"Look Snowflake, I was—", and he turned around to you.

"Blueberry, we—"

Loki saw Mrs Andersson standing right at the end of the jetty on the terrace, looking in his direction and waving at him. He felt how anxiety choked his throat. Forgotten was the fish, which slipped out of his hands and back into the water.

Because of his reaction and the way he stood stiff as a poker in front of you, you knew that he had already seen Mrs Andersson. Time stood still for a moment and you needed to react because Loki couldn't.

"Lo, please…don't panic now, okay? Come, come with me, trust me everything is fine, okay? I'm here. I won't leave you alone. Come, darling", you said quietly and smiled reassuringly at him.

You took his hand into yours and walked together with him to Mrs Andersson.

When you both stood finally in front of her, Loki wasn't able to look at her, not even with his sunglasses on. He just waited for the scream of the old lady. He just hoped she wouldn't faint because of his blue skin, the marks and his red eyes, he would keep hidden behind the sunglasses. He held his head down and you felt how his grip on your hand tightened painfully. You nearly teared up because he stood there like a scalded little boy who had stolen the freshly baked cake. Mrs Andersson was speechless but fascinated and she felt the tension in the air and the insecurity of the handsome man in front of her.

"Hello Mr.Laufeyson, I just brought you some apple pie to sweeten up your last day here. May I say that I've never seen such a good-looking man like you? Please forgive an old woman saying this to you but you're truly beautiful."

You smiled brightly. You knew it, Mrs Andersson liked you two right from the beginning and her reaction was pure gold. She had no idea how meaningful her reaction towards Loki's appearance was for him.

"You…are not afraid of me? I mean… I look different, and frightening", Loki whispered meekly.

"Oh Mr. Laufeyson, you're not frightening me. I'm living in a country full of myths and legends and it's not that I had never heard about the Norse gods and frost giants before…but I've never seen one until now…so a childhood dream comes true. I wish my husband could see us standing here together on the terrace he had built himself." She giggled like a happy little girl.

"So I'm not the monster your parents told you about at night?"

"No, Mr Laufeyson, my mother told me quite a different story where Jotuns and Asgardians weren't enemies. And don't worry, I won't tell anyone about our secret. You two are safe with me and this here…", she made a wide gesture with her arm towards the house and the bay, "...will always be a safe place for you."

Your eyes teared up and you hugged her spontaneously.

"Thank you, thank you so much, Mrs Andersson. You've no idea what this means to us."

"It's alright, min jente, it's alright. That's the least I can do for you and I hope you're going to come back here one day", she said softly and patted your back gently.

"We'll definitely come back. Thank you, Mrs Andersson. You truly have a heart and you are one of the nicest and most undaunted persons I've ever met." Loki said.

He tried to hold back a tear from falling. He never expected this reaction towards his natural appearance from someone who wasn't you or his brother. Now he knew you were right, not everyone was afraid of him. Maybe he wasn't that disgusting and frightening to others.

You broke the embrace with Mrs Andersson and took the apple pie from the chair, where you had placed it.

"I just take the pie to the kitchen and make some tea. And please stay, Mrs Andersson, be our guest. I'm back in a minute." You smiled at her and Loki and vanished towards the kitchen.

"So you know who and what I am?" Loki asked her, astonished.

"Yes, Mr. Laufeyson, now I'm sure to know who you are. There was something special about you two right from the beginning, a special aura. I just couldn't define what it was."

"But how? I mean…"

"Your name gave it away. When I got to know you I thought it was just a coincidence …and now I know it's not. And I feel honoured to have met you," and she bowed her head respectfully.

"Please no, Mrs Andersson, please don't do that… please just treat me as a friend, if you feel comfortable to see a friend in me. But thank you for showing your respect and politeness towards me and my … girlfriend."

"I always forget that you're not married", she laughed. "You and her are a wonderful couple. She's utterly in love with you!"

"I know. And I love her, she's my each and everything. I love her more than my life. I'll never let her go. She's my goddess."

"She will never leave you, believe me, I can feel it."

"Yes, I hope so. By the way, may I ask you something, Mrs Andersson?"...

While you made tea and cut the apple pie into small pieces you saw Loki and Mrs Andersson intensively talking to each other. You were happy for him that Mrs Andersson acted so relaxed around him. This place here was truly magical and you wished that Loki and you could come back here one day and enjoy the peace and calmness of this place again. You put the teapot, cups and cake on a tray and returned to Mrs Andersson and Loki, who had changed in his æsir form again.

"Thank you Mrs Andersson…for everything," Loki said cryptically.

"My pleasure, Mr Laufeyson… oh the tea is coming," she said when she saw you coming out of the house, walking towards them.

You put the tray onto the table and poured the tea into the cups. After you three had drunk the tea and eaten some cake, Mrs Andersson said goodbye.

"I wish you a safe journey home and please, come back whenever you want, I'd like to have you here in my house again. You're always welcome here."

"We'll definitely come back, Mrs Andersson", and you hugged her again.

"Keep him, min jente. He truly loves you!" Mrs Andersson whispered to your ear. You nodded knowingly at her and a bright smile curved your lips.

"Take good care of yourself and thanks again, Mrs. Andersson", Loki said and shook her hand and gave an implied kiss to the back of her hand.

"I'd love to hear from you soon, Mr Laufeyson and the next time you're here you can try again to catch a fish for your girlfriend."

You all laughed heartily and you two waved at Mrs Andersson when she left. Loki wrapped an arm around your middle and pulled you closer to his side.

"What were you two talking about, Lo? You seemed to have an intense conversation."

"Nothing special, Snowflake. We talked about … Norse myths and stuff. She's an adorable old lady. I like her."

"Yeah, she's wonderful. She reminds me of my mum. Do you believe me now that my Blueberry isn't frightening for everyone?"

"I do, my love. Thank you for supporting me and…mpffhh... "

You crushed your lips onto his and gave him a devouring kiss. Sometimes you just loved to make him shut up like this. Norns, how much you loved this man.

He didn't know why but your kiss made his cock twitch with desire. He would never be able to resist you and your wonderful touches and kisses. You've already started teasing him when he tried fishing. He knew you did it on purpose, he felt your urgent desire for him since you've woken up this morning.

"Sleep with me, Lo baby. I need you buried in me", you murmured against his lips. Loki pressed his bulge against your crotch, slowly grinding into your clothed heat.

"As my Queen wishes!", and he lifted you up.

Norns, how much he loved you, his beautiful woman. You wrapped your legs around his waist, curled your arms around his neck and he carried you to the bedroom. You two got hurriedly rid of your clothes and you kissed him impatiently, forcing your tongue into his mouth. Adoring your impatience and rankness, he laid you down on the mattress, never breaking the kiss and towering above you. He cupped your breasts, tenderly squeezing them and rubbing his thumbs over your sensitive nipples.

"No foreplay, Sir… just fuck me, please."

"So desperate for me, aren't you?"

"Shut up, Lo, and fuck me!"

You didn't know why you were so desperate for him today. Maybe you were ovulating or developing a breeding fetish… anyway you needed him desperately.

"You little whore, want to get fucked like a slut, don't you?" he murmured darkly into your ear.

His hard length was throbbing with excitement. You rocked yourself against his heated cock, inviting him to slide finally inside you. You both gasped audibly when he did. Loki started to slam into you. He latched his mouth to your neck and licked and sucked your soft, hot skin harshly. Your whimpers turned to a yelp and you felt the first waves of an orgasm rising. The sweet pain of his assault on your neck and the slamming sounds of his flesh onto yours were your undoing.

You opened your legs wider for him so he could bury himself inside you to the root. Your hands roamed and scratched over his back, his hard muscles tensing and bulging with every deep thrust of his hips. Your hands grabbed his buttocks and you pressed him relentlessly against you. You needed him closer and thrusting you harder and your fingers dug deeper into his ass cheeks.

"Lokiiii…I'm close, please, cum inside of me…please…fill me, my God …fill meee", you whimpered, writhing and groaning underneath him.

"Norns, Snowflake don't squeeze me that much…I can't…hold back…dammit I won't last any longer…if you keep doing this…," and a deep growl escaped his throat.

Your scent, your sweat, your velvet skin on his, your erect nipples rubbing over his chest, and your hand cupping his ass made him lose his mind. He loved when you did this. It gave him the feeling of being wanted. He wanted to explode inside of you, he wanted to fill you up with his seed and watch how it drips out of you when he would pull his cock out of your well fucked cunt. He felt how you convulsed around him and he knew you were close.

"Cum for me, now… you're all mine, pet, all mine," he groaned to your ear and he felt your walls clenching. He pulled back his cock until just the tip remained inside of you and stopped for a few seconds.

"You make me feel so good, my love,"

"Sir, I need to cum…"

He slammed into you again, rocking his hips firmly against yours, his pubic hair rubbing over your throbbing clit.

"That's it, cum for me princess…my goddess…cum for me right now…", and Loki exploded deep inside of you, flooding you with all of his hot cum.

You held him so utterly close to you when you gave in to your orgasm and relaxed into the warm waves of satisfaction. You both panted and sighed heavily, never loosening your grip on each other. Since your bonding it always felt so intense, so satisfying. After you both came down from your highs, Loki pulled slowly out of you and rolled to the side. You gazed at him when he left the bed and you felt his seed dripping slowly out of you.

"Where are you and your sexy ass going my King?" you whined. You didn't want to be alone.

"To the bathroom, my Queen. I'm back soon," and he kissed your forehead.

While he was quickly cleaning himself and preparing a warm washcloth for you, you stretched out on the bed, hands above your head and with eyes closed, and savoured the aftermath of your hot lovemaking. You still felt his touches and kisses on your skin. You felt him coming back to you and when he began to gently clean you, you opened your eyes again.

"Can I have some more aftercare, Sir?", you asked him softly.

"Of course, my Lady, I just wanted to clean you up first and I didn't want to use magic tonight. You know I would never deny holding you in my arms after making love to you", he murmured and crawled back into the bed again. He pulled you immediately into his embrace and held you close to him. You curled your arm around his waist and tangled your legs with his. You buried your nose into the crook of his neck and inhaled his scent.

"I don't want to leave this place, Lo. I wish we could stay here." You played with some tendrils of his soft hair and sighed.

"I know, Snowflake. I don't want to go either." His fingers traced up and down your arm and he pressed a soft kiss on the crown of your head.

"And we still have two more days in London and I can't wait to be there with you."

"Yes, you're right, Lo. But this place here was something special."

You kissed his pecs gently and snuggled deeper into his body.

"I'm hungry, baby."

"Then we should eat something, my love. Do you want to go out? To the fish restaurant?"

"Let us stay here, baby. We have some leftovers and we could also eat the rest of the delicious apple pie. What do you think?"

"Sounds like a good plan, my Queen. Come, let's get some food", and you two jumped out of the bed and prepared the kitchen table with all the leftovers, the pie and some wine and water.

You enjoyed one last time sitting naked at the kitchen table and feeding each other. Once back in the compound's kitchen, you wouldn't be able to be that carefree and shameless. Maybe you could be, but you neither wanted to cause a scandal nor be responsible for several heart attacks of your housemates. You two already knew how much you would miss this kind of togetherness and the atmosphere of serenity and lightness.

You had to leave early the next morning. Your packed suitcases were already in the car and you two stood on the jetty for one last time.

"Goodbye Norway, thank you for being so good to me", Loki whispered and tears welled up in your eyes. He looked at you and took your hand in his. "And thank you, my love, for bringing me here. I had the best time of my life here with you, I never felt so free", and he kissed you passionately.

"I feel the same, Lo and you made our vacation here perfect! We come back here, right?"

"We will come back here, I promise, Snowflake!"

He hugged you tightly and then you walked arm in arm with teary eyes to the car, to drive back to Oslo. You had to be right in time at the airport to get your flight to London.

Two days exploring an amazing city like London weren't enough. You two also had some struggles adjusting to the huzzle and buzzle of a big city again after all the time in the silence and loneliness of Norway. But sooner or later you had to because New York was so much bigger and louder and in less than one day you would be on your final way back home.

You had already done some shopping in Oxford Street, visited Covent Garden, had a snack at Borough Market, spent time at the Tower of London, walked over the Tower Bridge across the River Thames and you also looked at the changing of the Guards on Buckingham Palace. Loki commented on the parade and how small this little Palace was in comparison with the Golden Palace of Asgard. He made you laugh with his lengthy explanations but he was so adorable while talking about it.

You two decided to let the day come to a cosy end. To return to your beloved tradition, you wanted to take a stroll in one of London's famous parks and you decided to go to Regent's Park. Instead of sitting in a cafe afterwards, you went to a pastry shop to get some cupcakes. You wanted to make a picnic and eat them later while sitting on a park bench.

You two stood in front of the counter which was full of the nicest, craziest and most mouth-watering waffle sandwiches, churros and milkshakes you had ever seen. You were grateful that there was a line of other customers because you definitely needed some more time to decide on what you wanted to order.

"I really miss our cafe in New York but this here…", you said enthusiastically, "...is beyond belief…I need to go on a diet when we're back home!"

"Don't you dare say this, my love? You're perfect. Say it again and I'll feed you with all the cakes this town is willing to sell me", and he gave you a soft kiss on your cheek.

"Okay, okay I'm already quiet", you laughed. "I can't believe that we'll be on our flight back home to New York tomorrow."

"Me neither, Snowflake but unfortunately we have to."

You giggled and joked and talked until it was your turn to make your order. The person who was standing with his back towards you annoyed you a bit because she or he took a long time to get ready to leave until you could go a step forward to make your order. Loki paid the bill and you two were ready to leave the pastry shop. Suddenly, on your way out, someone bumped sideways into you and hastily left the store, a little child by the hand.

"Heyyy, excuse me? Can't you just look where you're going", you called after the person. "Jerk…some people are incredibly ruthless, aren't they?" you said annoyed and Loki shrugged his shoulders.

"It happens, my love, don't be angry. Are you hurt, darling?" he asked, concerned.

"No, I'm fine, Lo!"

"You should have a look at your handbag. Maybe it was a pickpocket", one of the other customers said.

"Oh no, please not, it happened to me several years ago", and you began to examine your handbag and checked if anything was stolen.

"Did you notice anything?" Loki wondered.

"No, I just had the feeling that this person tried to be close to us, maybe eavesdropping on us while we waited in the line…yes…it was the person who got served before us. And I remember a tattoo on the back of their hand. It covered the hand completely…but I couldn't see the face because of the cap that the jerk was wearing," you were still rummaging in your purse.

"Hmmm are you sure, Snowflake?"

"No, I'm not…it just felt weird…but I'm sure about the tattoo. Hmmm, no, nothing's missing. Wallet, phone, passport… everything is there. Forget it, he or she was just a rude person. Come, Lo, let's go to the park and eat these delicacies."

"What exactly do you mean, Snowflake? Want me to eat these…or you," he murmured seductively to your ear and with your elbow you gave him a hard poke in the ribs and smiled at him.

"Uurrgghh…do want to break my bones, Snowflake?", Loki jokingly questioned.

"As if I could seriously hurt you…You just can't stop it, can you?"

"Stop doing what, my love?" He asked, his signature smirk curving his lips.

"Stopping teasing and seducing me, Lo!" You pouted playfully.

"How am I supposed to stop it, Snowflake? I just can't stop loving you."

You laughed and kissed his lips softly and as the smitten man he was, his hand grabbed yours and with your fingers intertwined, you walked to Regent's Park. After enjoying the tasty treats you sat on the bench, Loki's arm tightly wrapped around your shoulder, your body leaning against him. The bench you were sitting on was surrounded by yellow roses and their scent was delightful.

You were watching the people and the scenery when you saw a little girl, maybe four or five years old, standing on the meadow, looking around as if she was searching for something or someone. She was all alone so you checked the surroundings but you couldn't see anyone to whom the little girl belonged. You stood up from the bench and walked over to her and bowed down to her to meet her eye level.

"Hey little girl. Do you miss your mum or dad? May I help you find them? My name is y/n. Would you like to tell me what your name is?" you addressed her calmly and quietly. You didn't want to scare her. She gave you no answer and stayed quiet.

"Oh, I see…you're not allowed to talk to strangers and you're absolutely right. I wouldn't do it either if I were you. Should we just wait here with you for your mum or your dad? I'm sure they're already looking for you."

The little girl still didn't answer and showed no reaction. She just stared at you and you couldn't say if she was afraid or curious. Loki stood next to you. He knew that his height might be frightening for the little girl so he went into a squat, knelt on one knee and placed his hands on his thighs.

"Hi, you. Nice to meet you. I'm Loki. Don't be afraid, we will find your parents", he said softly and he gave the girl a friendly smile.

The little girl stared intensely at him as if she was waiting for him to do something exciting. And he did. He thought it might be a good thing to distract her a little bit until her parents would hopefully appear. He turned one of his palms upwards and conjured a small firework, a shimmer of green surrounding his hand. A little smile appeared on her face, barely to see. He let the colours of the fireworks change just to entertain her. It made you smile too, he was really sweet with her. You were still concerned that nobody seemed to look for her. But you two wouldn't leave her alone. If nobody would come you had to call the police. After mere minutes the little girl looked over Loki's shoulder. He was still kneeling in front of her and just conjured further fireworks on his palm. All of a sudden she ran away, storming into the arms of a person, who was obviously looking for her. You were glad that she had found her parents again but you furrowed your eyebrows and looked astonished at the person who was awaiting the little girl with open arms.

"What is it, Snowflake?" Loki stood up from the meadow and looked in the same direction as you.

"I'm sure it's the same person who ran into me in the pastry shop."

"Really?"

"Yeah, look at the hand…and the cap."

Loki did and he saw it too. On the hand was a big tattoo.

"Do you know that person? I mean, you lived here", Loki asked you curiously.

"No, not to my knowledge, no…but I don't believe in coincidences and I just wonder why we saw this person twice at two different places here today."

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[madmadmilk]

lol 29 yr old vent

i love calling my mom and chit chatting on the phone but

the conversation inevitably flows into-- "when are you gonna get married? get married so you can have kids. and if you have kids you should have a real job. if you want a real job you should go back to get your masters, you have a semester waiting for you. well one of you needs to make more money. no, you can't use your tuitiion money to fund the wedding, we'll help you. just do it in the church.

just do it

just do it

you're so indecisive, jacky. just do it. "

i live a happy life, i have the privilege of having good relationship with my parents who support me and my partner. i have a job and side hustle that make me go 👍 i have a place to live, i can buy a cup of coffee if i feel like it. i spend most of the day giggling with my partner and my dogs, and sure things should always be better

but i'm sooooooo tiiiireeeddddd of heaarrriinnggg all thissss....

it's literally making me go, maybe i should go to school. i guess i could get married at church. i guess spending money on a one day event is worth it. i guess we can just buy a house later. i guess kids are expensive, and our double income isn't enough-- and lots of things she says COULD be true but it just hurts my feelings that she's criticizing how i live in Every. Conversation.

idk what i want to hear from her.

this all just makes me feel tired and angry and frustrated-- i SHOULD be able to live like this.

why can't i?

"look at this person, look at that person. they got their masters. they got married, see how easy it was? their partner is super successful. if not him, then you. they bought a house. they have a kid. another one. you didn't know? they posted it on facebook. you haven't seen it yet? can you like my post? you should at least post on people's birthday. you're always on your phone, it's easy. just post it."

aahahfhwkeafdjhlkjAAHHHHHHHHHHH

is it comparison? is it jealousy? is this just the way she talks??

why do i have to just take it 🙂

why do i get praised for being so patient, understanding, and kind-- and yet this is what she says to me over and over and over again.

it's hard to make decisions because she will judge them.

she'll judge my engagement ring, what i choose to go to school for, for working from home, for working as an artist, for not going to church, for talking back.

and then at the end of the facetime call, she'll look down at my teeth and say,

"don't forget to brush your teeth."

🙂