#Oooo pretty nails

[anaconda-creates]

complimenting people especially strangers is so fun actually everyone should try it

[shawtuzi]

here’s a random best friend!eren drabble bc im bored

cw include: black coded reader, some drug usage (weed), unprotected sex, backshots, sex standing up, sex onna floorrr, lots of dirty talk, multiple orgasms, squirting, creampie, some choking [ inspo vids: 1 2 3 ]

“you sure about this y/n? i don’t want things to get weird . . .” eren mumbled, his hands fidgeting with the loops on his jeans—something he always did when he was nervous. you just giggled, your mind too cloudy and in a horny daze to care that your about to fuck your childhood best friend.

you were sitting at the edge of your bed with eren standing right in front of you, his large frame towering over yours. his breath hitched when you grabbed onto the hem on his jeans, your chin now resting on his lower stomach. you looked at him through your freshly done lashes, your eyes low n’ red from the blunt you previously smoked together.

“i jus’ wanna see what’s got those girls all crazy about you ren,” you practically purred, smirking when you saw his teeth clamp onto his bottom lip. you could feel the firm bulge in his jeans, your manicured nails trailing up and down the length of it.

“oooo s-shit, f-fuck okay yeah get on all fours.”

sometime later….

“o-oh my goddd, f-fuck erennnn!” your arms flailed behind you to push as eren’s stomach, but him being the dickhead he is, just grabbed your wrists and held you still. he had you bent over the bed, your feet pushing up to your tippy toes to keep up with his brutal thrusts.

“no no don’t run mama—fuck, jus’ take it. cmon fuck me back, fuck renny back,” you pitifully shook your head, salty tears seeping into your comforter.

in all the years you’ve known eren you weren’t aware of the fact that he had such a dirty mouth. filthy praises and promises were flying past his kiss swollen lips left and right, so much so it was making you even more dizzy than you already were.

“who knew my best friend had such a pretty lil’ pussy,” eren breathlessly chuckled, his tongue swiping against his bottom lip as he admired the milky white ring of your essence coating the base of his cock. “n-no eren, too fuckin’ deep s-shit!” you cried, legs trembling as eren pushed all of his weight into your backside. he swiveled his hips, determined to reach that special spot deep inside you.

“heh, now y’see why those girls w-won’t leave me alone, dick is too fuckin’ good ain’t it mama,” eren groaned, smacking your ass harshly. eren wasn’t the best at a lot of things, not that he even really tried to be, but one thing he knew he was good at was beating up some lucky girls guts. sure he wasn’t slanging nine inches, but don’t get it twisted he knew how to use his six and a half inches very, very well. after all it’s not about the size of the wave, but the motion of the ocean or whatever the fuck.

he pulled you up by the neck, keeping you still against his chest. your legs trembled, your hands pushing back softly against eren’s thighs to steady yourself. “this is my favorite way to fuck, it’s so fun watching girls try to run just for me to fuck them to the floor,” he finished off his sentence by licking the shell of your ear, grinning when he felt your body shiver.

“you’re—hah! you’re s-sick ren.”

“shittt say that again baby,” eren groaned, sliding halfway out before slamming back inside. his free hand found purchase on your breast, the other hand squeezing lightly at your neck. “you’re *thrust* so fucking *thrust* s-sick eren!” you gasped out, your hands flinging behind you to tug at eren’s disheveled bun.

all a sudden black dots clouded your vision and your ears began to ring—well this was definitely new. “fuck, you squirtin’ mama?” eren was quick to wrap his arm around your waist, his other hand still securely wrapped around your throat. he fucked you through your orgasm, hearts forming at how soaked his thighs were now. he’s never had a squirter before, and he wasn’t sure he was ready to leave this life after you two were done!

“i *hiccup* didn’t even k-know i could do that,” you whimpered, your eyes rolling back when eren started up a steady rhythm. your pussy felt so sensitive, yet each time he pulled out you wanted him back inside that instant. your legs felt like jello and you knew any moment they were bound to give up.

you took a shaky step towards your bed but eren just followed, his lips upturning into a smirk. now comes his favorite part.

“r-ren okay! okay i get ittt,” you sobbed out, gasping as your knees met the plushness of your carpet. eren remained inside you the entire time, wasting no time as he pushed your face into the carpet until your back with positioned into the perfect arch. as crazy as it sounded each slap of his balls against your clit felt like electricity shooting through your veins, causing nothing but moans and babbles to slip past your drooling lips.

“fuck m’gonna cum mama, get ready,” with four final thrusts eren emptied himself inside you, coating your walls in his sticky warmth. your body slumped more into the carpet, your eyes fluttering shut. eren pulled out slowly, laughing when your lower half fell with a dull thud.

“i *sniffle* see your point,” you whimpered, your back arching when your clit rubbed against the carpet. eren grinned, sitting back on his knees before gently turning your body over. he tapped your thigh softly, “push it out . . . please.”

you rolled your eyes, not looking forward the even bigger mess it would make, but you did as you were told. eren let out a long breath through his nose as he watch he cum drip out of you in thick globs. he peered at you through his lashes—

“we should, um, do this again sometime.”

[romanarose]

oooo I got a worst Logan blurb for you if that’s okay. But Logan with a new girlfriend that treats him like he’s her absolute world. Like maybe they’ve been dating for a few months, enough for it to be serious, and they’re both involved in each other’s lives pretty significantly. But she just really cares for him, genuinely, and not to overwhelm him, but he’s the background on her phone, and she’ll put him first compared to other important things in her life. Just super sweet and fluff. Feel free to change anything, thank you

Absolutly!!! I love this Idea!!!!

Whole World

Logan Howlett x fem!reader

Logan loved coming home. Even better, he loved having a home to come to in the first place, and he loved his girlfriend that was so freshly living with him that her boxes were still unpacked, and several heavy ones were still in his truck bed.

Logan calls your name, and within a second he hears the pitter patter of your feet running, scampering down the stares and around the corner.

"LOGAN!!!" You're face brightens immidiatly and so does his day. You looked so cute, little blue jeans peaking out from under a big shirt, and mismatched goofy socks on your feet. You run to him, and Logan doesn't hesitate to pick your up and spin you around.

"Heya baby, how was your day?" He asks when he settles down, staying carrying you. Your legs lock around his waste as he takes you to the kitchen.

He sets you down on the counter. "Good! Got a lot unpacked, Sorry, I meant to have dinner ready." You pout, but he just chuckles, reaching around you to turn on the oven.

"You were busy, don't be sorry. Besides, I can cook too."

"You're making frozen pizza, aren't you?"

"Always." He grabs a pop tart packet.

You whine a little. "You need real food! You work hard."

"So do you, baby." Logan plops the pop tart in your mouth. "Now, talk to me while I 'Cook.' Been wait'n all day to hear your voice."

So you did. As the pizza cooked you watched as he nailed some pictures to the walls, nodding his head and occasionally making little comments, even as you caught him up on the newest episode of the bachelorette.

"I can't believe Tyler did that." He played along with your chatter. He was really so perfect. Your loving man did so much for you, he was your everything. He worked hard, did all the silly romance stuff like buy you flowers and you liked to think you returned the favor. Logan came before everything else, not that he asked for it. He asked for so little, and sometimes it hurt your heart that he didn't ask for more. Did he not understand he deserved the whole world?

After dinner, you guys go outside for a peaceful evening of some yard work. You wanted a garden, so Logan had been working o tearing up some of the lawn and creating a border. Meanwhile, you weeded the backyard, the two of you just listening to music together. When Logan takes off his shirt, you stare at him, hard. Tense, rippling muscles dripping with sweat, moving and flexing all for you. He deserved a treat.

"I'm gonna head inside, Lo."

"Okay baby, I'll be inside in a few, gonna get this section done."

You knew he'd say that. Gave you the perfect opportunity.

15 minutes later when Logan trudged upstairs, he called your name. "Where'ya at?"

"In here!" You call from the bathroom. When Logan entered, he found you in there, grinning up at him. The bathroom was dark except for the scented candles, gentle music playing.

Logan smiles down at you. "Whatcha planning here, bub?"

You rock on your heals. "I was thinking... you worked so hard today... maybe I give you a nice relaxing bath... I can wash you, if you let me..."

His perfect girl, so eager to please, Logan takes you into his arms, kissing the top of you're head. "Only if you join me?"

So you did. You got in the tub with him, dropping some lavender oils in but not to much to overwhelm his nose, and washed him with your loofa. You even take your exfoliater and scrub him down, even massages his feet. Logan had installed a detachable shower head, so you straddled his hips and even washed his hair. While letting the conditioner you insisted on work on his dark locks, you simply rest on his chest in a hug. He was so touch starved, you knew, years of isolation until he met Wade, but you were going to make up for that. Your were going to make up for every day he felt alone. Logan's hands cupped the water, drawing it up your back where it trickles down again, keeping you warm.

"You're perfect, you know that?" Logan mumbled into your ear.

"Hmmmm.... mid." You joke, but Logan wasn't taking it. He pulled you back, cupping your face and looking directly in your eyes.

"Not funny." Logan admonishes. "I want you to say it. Say, I'm perfect."

You knew better than to argue with him. So, you just smile. "I'm perfect. Your turn."

Logan chuckles. "Good girl. I'm perfect. You happy?"

You rest on his chest again. "Very."

[strawberrygyuuuu]

𝐓𝐗𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 —> "𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐏𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄?" —> 𝐏𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐘

Genre —> Fluff

—> will txt peel your orange for you? Will they complain? Will they not do it? Will they do it willingly?

၄၃

YEONJUN

• what the flip guys

• you sometimes don't even have to ask, if he's getting himself fruit to eat he's getting you some too in a cute little bowl so y'all can eat your fruits together

• like...if you ask him to peel you an orange then okay sure no problem baby!!

• bro doesn't even think twice

• if his baby want their orange peeled bc they don't want it to get in their nails then sure!!! He loves you too much tbh

• just wouldn't question it too much so dont worry! You're all in good hands

• def a guy tho to do acts of service a lot for you, even if you ask or not

• baby js cares and wants to make sure you're okay! He def has the urge to take care of you a lot.

SOOBIN

• papa bunny does it usually when you're sick, unless you ask ofc

• like, if you're sick he'll get you some fruit he knows you love and give you it without asking for it

• any other time tho you'll have to ask him and tell him because you don't feel like getting your hands messy/sticky (or any other excuse lol)

• "yeah, okay..sure." shows a tiny little dimple smile and does it!!!>0<

• WITH A FOREHEAD SMOOCH AFTER OFC GRRR OTL

• easy, right?

• hes just glad to help you honestly

• "you feelin' better, baby? A little? Ok, get some more rest, sweet girl." With his little 🥺 staring at you and and and😭

• okay but realistically he sometimes just stares at you :D and then shakes his head and says, "ahh, no." Lololol he's joking pls joke back.

BEOMGYU

• oooo he's a menace

• tease you a little before giving in lol

• "wha? Why?..oh, hmm..no." then he'll get up and push you down if you try and get up to do it yourself 💀

• cutiee, he just likes to mess with you

• but he'll cut you some fruit! Tho he might make a mess so🧍🏻‍♀️

• no matter how it turns out pls eat it n be happy he worked hard😓

• if he's getting himself food or a snack or a drink or wtvr he'll get you one too without saying anything or you asking

• gyuie's just cute like that guys

• "here!!!! I bought you a drink! :)" pls take it and thank him and drink it happily 😭🙏🏻

TAEHYUN

• nooo cause his love language is def acts of service

• so he def does things for you a lot, me thinks

• you're cold? Cool here's his hoodie

• oh, you're hungry? Don't worry you'll be filled up real soon, he's cooking you something!!>.<

• he will gladly peel you an orange if you want one, an apple, he will peel it if it's peelable guys

• "mhm, okay." 5 mins later, "here, eat up, pretty girl."

• OTL

• I need him so bad guys😭

• idk he's just really thoughtful and always puts you before himself

• especially when it comes to health and food n stuff

• "here, have the rest of my food I'm full." *You end up feeding him some while you finish it.*

HUENINGKAI

• HES SO SWEET GOD PLS I NEED HIM 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

• whenever he eats something I know he gives you a few bites even if you have your own

• def rubs your tummy after you're done eating I'm sobbing

• 🧍🏻‍♀️

• but, anyway, hes just very thoughtful and wants to make sure you're okay

• "babyyyy! Would you like some? I figured we could try it since we've never had it before." You agree and he's so happy and he airplanes you the food IM BITING CEMENT

• this is so offtrack😭

• erm moral of the story he thinks of you a lot so yes, he in fact would peel you an orange and care for you happily!>0<

• at first tho he'll prob give you the most confused face ever bc you've never had a problem before..? But okay!!😊

[luigilore]

lu and you growing up in the same town and you guys end up at upenn together 😖😖 he has the biggest crush on you and tries to talk to you in one of the cs classes you are in together

oooo stop this is so cute anon 😢😢

so ur in the same bubble growing up but obvi u don’t go to hs together… u still know of each other and have mutual friends.. he wasn’t in the partying scene but u would still see him around and ur always polite and sweet but luigi can barely handle a full convo w/ u like sustained eye contact is actually out of the question… he just thinks ur absolutely gorgeous (like half of his class does too but!!) he looks over ur perfectly curated insta + vsco (remember when everyone had vscos in hs lol), he’s on ur goodreads, he just has a crush!

but then he finds out that you’re also going to upenn! and he has a perfect excuse to talk to you… one night he’s at a graduation party of one of his friends and he spots you… luigi hypes himself up to approach you and ur friends and u smile, ur a bittt tipsy and you laugh into his shoulder, head resting against his bicep casually. luigi says something but the music is so loud so u lean ur ear closer to his mouth and he explains he’s also going to upenn … yes being so close to u does make him tense up but he relaxes instantly when you instinctively rub you hand up and down his bicep like he could actually die… "oh, perfect," you pull away with a sweet smile, "i'll have a friend!” friend :')

okay now fast forward to first day of classes a few months later and luigi is debating whether or not u remember that encounter as he walks into CSCI 2221 and sees you … luigi doesn’t know bc yes he’s been thinking about it all summer but is very aware u prob don’t even remember it…

you spot him quickly, already seated in the lecture hall, you smile and wave and beckon him over to you. your lipgloss is perfect, ur pink fuzzy sweater is killing him, ur perfume is soo sweet, ur nails r a pretty light blue that he likes… "it’s so nice to know someone," you would say, snapping lu out of his thoughts…

he would never ever admit this but he does try to ‘dress up’ for on m/w/f when u have class together (like picture that reunion fit plz) would give u his famous adidas jacket one day in class when it's cold... will ask you questions that he most definitely knows the answers to… melts a tiny bit inside every time you lean over to ask him to clarify something ur prof says…

he’s sooooo nervous like twisting his fingers, twirling his pen a ridiculous amount when he finallyyyy works up the courage to invite you to one of his frats event... and then he’s still a bit worried on ur actual first date + don't even get me started on ur first kiss... or omg when ur hard launch him on ig haha ur the talk of the town back home <3

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Poly!plastics x gamer!reader

Oh No, Your Girlfriends

|| poly!plastics x gamer!nonbinary!reader

|| Warnings; swearing, the plastics are upset with reader, Regina argues with reader, short drabble

|| Summary; when reader spends the weekend playing video games, the plastics show up to their house.

Requests open!

Started; November 5th

Finished; November 5th

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Games were basically your life. You didn't like leaving your room for much, obviously you were forced to for school. And occasionally your girlfriends would drag you out. But more often than not, if people couldn't find you the first place anyone would check would be your room. You could always be found playing some type of game. You didn't really replay games too often, normally when you beat all the levels you would leave it be after that. Though there were your few comfort games you couldn't stop playing. Such as Minecraft, Sims and Call Of Duty. Your holy trinity of games.

It was the weekend, well into Sunday evening and you'd yet to leave your room. Your girlfriends had been blowing up your phone but with your headset on you hardly noticed. You were playing Minecraft, because you wanted a more easy flowing game. Plus, you really wanted to keep adding onto your one world. Trying to see how many builds you could possibly get on it. It was starting to get pretty full. At the moment, you were building a really massive library. Filled with stained glass windows and other intricate designs when the door to your room flew open. Completely startling you to the point of screaming.

You took your headset off, chest heaving as you tried to collect yourself. It was just your girls. Oh no, your girlfriends. Who you had completely neglected all week. Regina looked furious, Gretchen nervous and Karen just happy to see you. Karen bounced over and settled herself in your lap, sitting with you on your gaming chair as she gave you a kiss. You kissed back, though you couldn't help feeling nervous. Especially with Regina's eyes on you.

"Oooo!! Minecraft!" Karen bounced a bit in excitement, making your breath hitch as she watched your screen. "Can I play?" She asked, you sighed but nodded and handed her the controller. Her smile brightened and she went over to her section of the world; continuing off of whatever pink creation she was making the last time she played. With Karen happily distracted, you looked to Regina. Who was tapping her nails against her arms in impatience.

"Y/N.." She started, you already knew where this was headed. You'd ignored them all weekend, having been utterly sucked into your game.

"I know, I know-" You murmured, resting a hand to Karen's hip almost subconsciously. Giving it soft rubs on the skin just under her shirt, trying to settle your own nerves with the repetitive motion.

"Do you? Because this is the second weekend in a row now where you've pulled this shit." Regina huffed, you grimaced at that. She was right. You seriously had a bad habit of losing yourself to the world when you played your games.

"I'll make it up to all of you. Promise." You replied quickly, trying to pour as much emotion out as you could. So she could know that you meant it.

Gretchen silently looked at Regina, too nervous to say anything herself about it. When Regina took charge over something, especially while pissed off, it was usually best to leave her be. Not try to step over her in any way.

Regina rolled her eyes at that and walked over to you, hands gripping the arm rest as her eyes stared down into yours. You felt small under her gaze. "You have a lot of fucking begging to do."

You nodded and she smirked; tonight would certainly be fun.

[tonycries]

I WAS LAYING IN BED WATCHING JJK AND I WAS WONDERING OUT OF SUKUNA, CHOSO, GOJO, GETO AND TOJI HOW MANY FINGERS THEY WOULD MAKE YOU TAKE WHILE FINGERING YOU AND WHAT PACE THEY WOULD DO 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

OOOO this made me wanna rank the JJK men on how well they finger you teehee, so from best to worst:

Gojo - listen........I KNOW I clown him a lot but Gege did say he's good at whatever he tries 👀 Deffo puts in three, but if you let him you don't even wanna know where that'll end up. And also I know I'm not the only one that replayed that ONE scene of him playing around with the pen in Season 2 over and over and over-

Nanami - hubby cannot be bad at anything and that is a fact!! Puts in however many your comfy with, we love a considerate man 😞 Bonus points because his watch and that matching wedding ring of his would give a nice cool contrast on your skin 😵‍💫

Geto - you can't be that pretty and be bad at fingering 😒😒 I'd say like two to three fingers, but they're super slender so you can handle more 😳

Toji - THICK fingers oh my god he laughs in your face when you start squirming after two 💔💔 Definitely the type to get impatient and not to it for too long smh you impatient man 🤨

Choso - he honestly just needs a bit of guidance and he's perfect!! Isn't bad at all, it's just the others on this list are TOO good ykwim? Gets nervous after about two but dw, tell him you can handle more 💕

Sukuna - have you SEEN those nails? Nevermind have you SEEN him now? Mf doesn't even have fingers ☹☹

[jarofstyles]

#3, #5, and #26 of the smut prompts were so good!! would love to read a blurb/one-shot from you that included any of those😩

Oooo Lemme add them all together!

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"Mm... Baby." He laughed darkly, smearing his thumb over her cheek. "Can't pull out when you wrap your legs around me like that." His rocking thrusts were moving the bed, her orgasm drawn out with each thrust. He'd made her finish around him already, his own end getting close... but she wouldn't budge. She'd said he could go bare, but pull out- but that isn't what she wanted anymore.

She shook her head, tightening her legs around his hips. It was impossible to think straight when he was inside of her. His thrusts stayed at the same pace, eyes glued to her as she squeezed him both with her thighs and her cunt. He let out a deep groan, fingers holding her chin. "Use your words, sweetheart. Or m'gonna have to stop. M'close." His voice was slightly slurred from the pleasure but god, he was firm about it.

"Don't. Please don't." She pleaded, nails grazing down his flexed back. The blades of his shoulders could be felt with each push in, her body still sensitive and close to another orgasm. "I take it back, I want it. Please, I need it." Her sticky lips pouted up at him. Surely, the girl was a mess. Hot and sweaty, hair stuck to her face and spit on her chin. "Want to feel you inside me. Please?" It was their first time not using a condom and fuck if it wasn't incredible. She felt so connected, so raw and needy with him. Of course it had always felt good, but being able to feel every inch, every ridge and vein, the knowledge that she was soaking his cock properly? It made her a bit crazy. "Please, Daddy."

The groan that left his mouth was exactly what she wanted, his eyes boring into hers as his jaw clenched. That nickname, the honorific, it got him every single time. "Filthy fucking thing. Love you so much, but you're playing dirty." He pressed a punishing kiss to her mouth as his thrusts began to lose their tempo. "Driving me crazy. Dunno how I lived without you before, without this." His nose brushed hers. "So pretty like this. Wrapped around my cock, letting me take you bare... Messy face." He loved every bit. "Love making you feel good. Your eyes always glaze over when you cum, and I can see it in your face. Fuck me." His mouth ghosted hers as his brows knitted together, feeling her pull her legs tighter around him.

"Give me your cum." She whispered against his lips."I want it inside me. Want to feel you there, want it to leak out of me. Please?" Little pecks began to be pressed to his lips. "Please, please, please... Own me, Daddy. Make me yours."

Harry was a goner, especially after that. He could feel the final thread snap, his mouth falling open and a loud moan left his swollen lips while she suckled on his bottom one, letting go inside of her. Cock pulsing as he painted her cunt white, unloading inside of her as his arms shook a little bit. "Oh my god..." He choked, thrusting once more to bury as deep as he could. "You're going to kill me."

[alexiroflife]

"lazy summer days"

fluff, a little something sweet for the kids

suguru geto x reader

Synopsis: you, suguru, and the girls paint your nails during a hot summer day indoors

to sum it up: it's too hot to go outside!

WC: 1,249

Warning(s): none

There’s something about lazy, hot summer days that you love.

You’re biased, however, for you’re privileged enough to spend your overheated time in the company of your boyfriend and the precious girls. You like how the heat forces you all inside to spend time with one another, whether it’s in a miserable sweat or not.

Popsicle wrappers litter the living room floor as an array of fans blow angrily about the space, spewing air into all directions. Mimiko and Nanako lay flat on the carpet, bodies clad in swimsuits simply because the heat is far too unbearable for them to bother to wear actual clothes. They lay on their stomachs, their probably fifth popsicle propped in their mouths as they stare up at the television screen in blank dazes, toys and books strewn amidst their trash.

Suguru, who normally pesters the girls about cleaning up after themselves, doesn’t dare bother mustering up the energy it takes to do so in this heat. He sits with his legs spread on your couch with your legs propped over his thighs. His hair is pulled off of his neck into a rather sloppily done pair of pigtails that the girls insisted upon fixing into his locks. The messy strands blow over his face with the sway of the fans, light shirt unbuttoned. He cradles one hand over your ankle as he leans over your foot, staring calmly as he strokes a brush of cool nail polish over your big toe, paying close attention as to keep the color within the lines and not to let it brush onto your skin.

You fan him with a paper fan Nanako made you as he works, alternating between waving it at him, yourself, and over top of the girls, their fluffy hair bouncing upward with the extra ghosts of wind. 

You stare ahead at the screen that plays the girls’ favorite movie, watching rather intensely as the animated film reaches its climax. You’re probably more engaged than the girls are, for they’ve seen the film a thousand times, but you can’t help appreciating the surprisingly well crafted plot. 

You can feel Suguru blow softly over your foot after finishing your second big toe, and you jolt, giggling at the sensation. The black haired man looks up with the nerve to be perturbed, though he looks ridiculous staring at you in such a way with his hair sticking into the air. 

“Don’t move, (y/n),” he tells you for the umpeenth time, and you scrunch your face bashfully. 

“I’m sorry, it just tickles when you do that.”

“Well, you’re gonna end up making me mess up your nails,” he shakes his head, turning his eyes back to survey his work. “You don’t want messy nailpolish, do you?”

“No…” 

“Then sit still, baby.”

You roll your eyes, leading him to squeeze your ankle playfully.

“You’re showing a lot of attitude to the man pampering you,” he smirks. You turn your paper fan back to him to wave at his face aggressively, gusts of ever heavy whipping into the side of his face. 

His expression falls flat and you stifle a smile. “Sorry, Sugu. I don’t see a man, here. All I see is a pretty princess,” you beam.

“You’re just asking me to spill this nailpolish all of your feet, you know that?”

“Aw, but you wouldn’t dare,” you fake pout, and Suguru threateningly lifts the bottle to slowly tilt over your foot.

“It’s too hot for you to test me. I’ll do it.”

“No!” you panic, seeing how close he is to completely flipping the bottle upside down. “No, I’m sorry. Okay, I’ll stop.”

Suguru hums almost deviously, tilting the bottle back upright. “That’s what I thought.”

The girls suddenly grow disinterested with the film they put on and hop up, abandoning their snacks and turning to run up to the two of you to reconnect with their surroundings and see what you’re doing. Their cute faces light up upon seeing Suguru paint over your next nail.

“Oooo, can we try?” Nanako asks cheerfully, Mimiko nodding enthusiastically.

“Yeah! I wanna paint (Y/n)’s nails too!”

You and Suguru exchange glances before, of course, giving in, completely unable to deny them of anything. 

“Okay, girls,” Suguru smiles, and they rejoice. “Just watch how I do it first, okay?”

“Okay!”

The young girls watch closely with big eyes as Suguru glides the brush carefully over your nail, a shiny coat of white following his trail smoothly as his thumb caresses your foot softly. The hazel eyed man advises them to go very slowly and to keep the paint only on your nail, and to not get it anywhere else. They nod enthusiastically in return, reaching eagerly for the bottle and the brush.

Suguru hands Mimiko the brush and Nanako the bottle so that they could both have turns doing different things, but still feel included in the task at the same time. “Be careful,” you tell them as the brown haired girl very cautiously dips the brush into the bottle as the blonde holds it with both of her hands, their eyes training on the motion as though its they last thing they’ll do.

Smiles rise to you and Suguru’s lips as his free hand now rubs over the expanse of your leg, the other still cradling your ankle. Mimiki leans in with her brows arched cutely and touches your nail with the brush, gliding it over shakily just as their father showed them. 

When she finishes, a spec of paint touches your outer cuticle, and mimiko pouts, retracting her hands. “I got some outside the nail,” she says dejectedly.

“Oh, that’s okay, Mimi, you did so good,” you praise and she looks at you hopefully.

“I did?”

“Of course, honey, you can just get that one spot with a napkin.”

She smiles brightly, handing her sister the brush to hold before padding off happily to the kitchen to find a napkin. “My turn!” Nanaka exclaims, and you chuckle. 

“Nanako,” Suguru catches the girl’s attention. “Let me show you how to dry the polish. Okay?” she nods joyfully and follows Suguru’s lead as he leans over you and purses his lips gently. She does the same mimicking his movements while you eye him.

“Okay, now blow.”

The two blow onto your polish at the same time, and you tense, biting down on your lip to prevent yourself from laughing or moving. Suguru grins, leaning back to ruffle the blonde’s hair. “Good job.”

The day drones on as the girls work to finish your nails, suddenly fixated by the task. You and Suguru turn your attention at one point back to the movie, watching like children as the conflict finally gets resolved. You coo at the sight of the main characters hugging as the movie clothes, your happiness with the film’s end distracting you from the fact that you are basically at an in home nail salon.

The sun sets slowly over the city, melting your living room in an orange hue as the sun’s gaze peers through the windows. The heat finally begins to cool and the girls chatter loudly as they finish your nails, you moving to put on another film. Suguru leans over and pecks a kiss to your shin before inquiring what everyone wants to eat for dinner.

Despite the agonizing summer heat, you love days like these with the people you love the most, full of warmth, full of life, full of joy.

[brotherwtf]

Shit well cleganxmarge and maybe size kink? But

Bucky is big and strong and a lot. But with Buck and Marge teaming up for him, he is a whimpering mess for them in no time at all.

oooo cleganmarge size kink, thinking thoughts

brief horny before a boatload of fluff coming your way

bcs John is a BIG BOY and he's already taller and broader than Gale and he's even more tall and broad than Marge but you bet they can both reduce him to a whimpering mess in no time, can reduce that boy to tears with barely a touch

fuck dude Marge and Gale both being size queens but both being mean about it, kneeling in front of John and taking turns putting his cock in their mouth, maybe they do it after they make out and there's pretty pink lipstick all over Gale's lips and when he takes John's cock in his mouth it's obscene, John clenching his hands into a fist as Gale takes all of him down his throat

Marge is so good about it too, can't quite throat as much as Gale can but whatever doesn't fit in her mouth is worked in her hands, bobbing her head and jacking John off with a skill that makes John buck his hips up in ecstasy, Gale's hand on his stomach keeping him pressed into the bed

John's hands tangled in blonde hair as they suck him off, a whimpering and crying mess as they both put their tongues on him, Marge's perfectly manicured nails scraping harsh red lines into John's thighs while Gale's teeth leave big purple bruises, oh he hurts so good

they take turns riding John, Gale keeps John's hands above his head while Marge rides him, moaning prettily about how John is so big, breathing through gritted teeth and accepting Gale's messy kiss, John whines bcs he wants Gale to kiss him, wants some attention bcs he feels so so good, but Gale just ignores him, kissing Marge and squeezing her breasts in his hands

and when Gale rides John he's so so mean about it, holding John down by his neck and grinding back at a brutal pace, squeezing his chest and grabbing a hold of his jaw to bring him in for a painful kiss, John whining so so pretty when Gale finally presses his lips to his, he finally gets to kiss him, but then Marge steals him away and John's whining again, frustrated but so so turned on

fuck both of them fighting over Gale is kind of a good concept actually, John wants to please so bad and Marge wants to use him so so bad, but they have to learn to share bcs Gale wants them to get along 😌

[ink-n-shadow]

What mythical creatures would the 141 be? I’m not talking about the standard kind of creatures like werewolves, and vampires. Something more creative if you get what I mean.

oooo anon o_O you’re getting the worms WORMIN (if we want to expand more on this headcanons, just let me know u3u)

ghost just gives wraith vibes, all wispy and decrepit in appearance and showing up before/after creatures in the realm die. it’s not as though he was a villain by any means—in fact, he was rather comforting to the creatures he encountered before and after their passing, petting the soft fur of a fawn about to pass in the cold dead of winter or comforting the soul of a young boy who passed from a sickness he just couldn’t shake. it wasn’t his fault that his existence revolved around death, because without ghost, who would comfort and guide pretty little creatures like you between existential planes?

soap would be a kelpie, which is a creature from scottish folklore that lives in the water and entices humans to their demise. most of the time, soap would remain in his horse-like appearance, a murky grey horse with swirls of sea green spots dotting along his hind legs. but when he sees a pretty little thing like you walking along the water's edge, sandals in one hand and your fingers skimming the water surface, he wouldn't be able to help but shift into his human-like form, all thick bulging muscle and bits of seaweed lodged in his dark mousy hair. and who were you to turn down a late night swim with a beautiful looking man like soap? even if you've heard all the stories of people going to the lake-edge and never returning.

price just screams dragon. like that man exudes dragon energy, thick muscled body rippling with shimmering gold scales that extend down his forearms and to the white claws of his nails. he’d definitely occupy an old, crumbling castle, spending his days flying around the sprawling towers and rumbling hills on the castle estate, keeping knights and bandits alike from breaking into his home and taking what’s his (even if that includes the pretty little prince/princess held captive in the tallest tower).

gaz would be a griffin to me, seen as a symbol of resilience, bravery, power, and prestige. the body of a lion and the expansive wings of an eagle paired with sharp talons and a feathery head. he would be the prize pet of some noble old king, who tasked him with protecting the kingdom from outsiders and intruders hellbent on bringing down the monarchy as gaz knows it. he’d be fiercely loyal, ready at beck and call to rip creatures to shreds if it meant getting the praise and recognition he deserved. maybe one day, if he works hard enough, he’ll get a pretty little thing to call his own.

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[binniesbobastay]

Yeah hi!

Can I please request overstimulation with daddy! Bang Chan?

Thank you 🙏

oooo yes absolutely 😵‍💫

Smile, You're on Camera :)

Chan x fem!reader

18+ content minors DNI (chan records the reader so don't read if that makes you uncomfy)

You let your head fall, lulled back by the intoxication of Chan's lips leaving hot kisses down your throat. Mewling as he he bites down on the sweet spot nearing where your neck meets your shoulder, your nails dig deeper into his toned arms.

"My pretty girl..." He whispers, sincerely. His smooth voice makes heat rise across your skin, along with the intense feeling of him grinding his hips into yours. You could lay here under chan for hours, savoring his touch. You absolutely adored the fact that you couldn't even have a wholesome movie night on the couch without the two of you going crazy for each other. But his slight shift in position has his hard cock rub against you, making you eager.

"Chan, please..." you whine, fingers clawing at his shirt, desperate to feel his skin on yours. But all he does is chuckle, pulling away. He looks down at you, pupils blown and dimples appearing beside his smirk. His hand comes up to caress your cheek, traveling toward your chin. He let's his thumb run along your kiss-swollen lips. He cocks a knowing eyebrow at you and you take it into your mouth, sucking while keeping your doe eyes locked with his.

"That's a good girl," he praises, "But try again, sweetheart."

The pad of his thumb pressed hard against your tongue, earning a moan from you.

"D-daddy, please." you mewl, running your hands up his chest, gripping the collar. Chan lets out a satisfied hum, dipping down to to leave a sweet peck on your lips.

"Alright, baby. I'll take good care of you now." You make quick work of each others clothes. It's not long before Chan has you drunk on him, already letting out little fucked-out noises as he fondles your tits in his strong hands and sucks bruises on your collarbone.

"Daddy!" You cry out when he finally pulls away with a hand traveling down your stomach.

"Oh, baby. I can't wait to see you cum." Your legs almost close around his wrists as his fingers begin to rub circles around your clit.

"You know how much daddy loves to watch his baby girl cum, right?" His fingers speed up, flicking at your bud almost like a vibrator.

"Fuuuuuck..." Your hands fly to grip the arm of the couch above you. Chan lets his free hand follow yours, intertwining your fingers together. He groans at the sound of your wetness gushing around his hand.

"Mmm, come on baby," He leans down to kiss your forehead. "You can do it, let go for me."

Your back arches off the couch as the tightness in your core builds. Panting against Chan's lips, you finally cum all over his hand. Chan moves down to admire how your pussy clenches around nothing. Your stomach twists at the sight of his face, making the wave of pleasure pulsing through you linger.

"Holy shit, baby," Chan nearly growls. "Your pussy looks so fucking pretty like this."

Your face flushes at his words. Chan waits right when you've come down, before sliding two fingers inside your slick hole.

"Ah, fuck! Daddy!" You writhe beneath him as he eases you back into euphoria.

"Shh, baby girl. I know." He coos, gently massaging your gspot as his thumb comes up to ghost over your clit again.

"I know you're sensitive, but god... I need you to do that again." He picks up his pace, fingers squelching inside of you. His digits run deliciously against your sopping walls, sending you to cloud 9. You chest rises and falls rapidly as you grab onto his broad shoulders.

"Y-yes, daddy! Mmm, fuck me just like that!" Your cries go straight to his cock and his hand comes up to press one of your thighs to your chest at the back of your knee, making his fingers dive impossibly deeper into you.

"Such a dirty mouth for a good girl..." Chan muses. He continues to pump his fingers into you, and nothing else matters but you lying there, drool slipping past the corner of your mouth, eyes glazing over as he turns you into his little fucked-out mess for him to play with to his heart's content. That's when Chan catches sight of his phone, once disregarded in the heat of the moment, sitting beside him. His brow furrows, and he can feel his cock twitch in his pants at his own thought.

He places a kiss on your knee before setting it down so he can grab his phone, slowing his fingers' pace within you. You look up at him, confused. He chuckled at your curious expression as it struck your bliss-ridden features.

"Baby, would you mind if I record you when you cum?" His question makes you clench around his fingers, coaxing a groan out of him.

"It's just... my favorite thing to watch. I think I'll go insane if I can't see it everyday, including when I'm away." He can feel the tips of his ear turn red as he listens to himself. But your dazed smile reassures him.

"Yes daddy, I would love that," You tell him, hand coming up to caress his cheek. "Wanna do it... just for daddy."

Chan smiles, turning his head to kiss your wrist.

"You're so sweet, I love you baby." Your heart jumps at his declaration.

"L-love you too, da-" But you're cut off as Chan's fingers suddenly begin to pound into you again.

"Oh, fuck!" You scream, already feeling like you're about to come undone.

"Now cum for me again, angel." He encourages. It's the last thing you hear before it feels like you're being stripped of all your senses, stricken blind by pleasure.

Chan quickly pulls his fingers out of you, bringing his phone between your legs, capturing your folds as they fluttered on camera.

"Yeeees, fuck yes baby." He groans, watching it on the screen. He lets his thumb softly brush against you clit to make you pulse for him a few more times. With that, he stops recording, tossing his phone to the side again.

"Good job, baby." He spreads your legs, adjusting himself in between him. Your eyes widen as you watch him give his cock a few strokes before pushing into you.

"D-daddy!" You call out as he goes right into thrusting in and out of you. But your breaking point was when his hand snaked down your torso to rub at your clit again.

"N-no daddy, I can't!" You beg, but he can see right through you.

"Not so fast, baby," He tsks. "I still need this pretty pussy to clench like that around my cock... once or twice."

[sargeantposting]

A little earlier in the F2 season, we caught up with Williams Racing Academy Driver Logan Sargeant.

Wanting to get to know him just a little bit better, and with a big date in Austin now on the horizon, we tasked him with answering 22 questions about racing and life in general.

Here’s what he had to say…

What race day rituals do you have?

If weekends are going well, I tend to stick with the same underwear for each day. Before you worry, they’re different pairs! I have a Friday, Saturday, Sunday set. But if it’s not going well, I have to make a change!

What's your go-to coffee order?

Latte, but it's a double espresso before quali.

What's the inspiration behind your racing number?

This year it’s six because I can’t choose in F2, but when I am allowed to pick, it would be No3. Three for Dale Earnhardt, an all-out American hero.

Your favourite drink?

I’ve only just turned 21… but it’s water, of course.

If you had to cook one main course to impress a loved one, what would it be?

Oooo… I’m not much of a cook, but I can tell you what I would order in! I love a good prime rib.

What’s your favourite film?

Love the Jump Streets, but I’ve got a lot of time for Step Brothers. But if I had to choose out of the two, I’d go Jump Streets. I suppose I have to choose which one?! But 21 and 22 are both pretty good. Ah, I can’t decide.

Who is the toughest rival you've come up against so far?

It’s got to be the battle in Formula 3 between myself and Oscar Piastri.

Your favourite cheat meal?

Fortunately I have a quick metabolism, so they come relatively often… my American roots mean it would have to be a nice, juicy burger.

How many attempts did it take to pass your driving test?

Just one, which is apparently pretty rare for racing drivers! That’s including the practical and the theory.

Which track are you most looking forward to in 2022?

It’s got to be Monaco, but I’m looking forward to seeing the F1 team in Miami.

You can choose one song only to listen to before a race, what is it?

Lose Yourself - Eminem.

Is there one circuit not on your calendar that you'd love to race at?

Obviously it’s either Miami or Austin; to have a home race would be amazing. That said, I’d love to race at Suzuka some day.

Who is your favourite sports team outside of F1?

Anything Miami! We’re talking Heat, Dolphins, Marlins, Inter Miami… they’ve all got my support.

Least favourite exercise your trainer set for you in the offseason?

I’d say it’s got to be all the extra cardio I had to do to get ready for F2.

What's a better feeling, nailing a quali lap or executing a late overtake?

I saw what Nicky and Alex said to this answer and I have to agree. Nailing a quali lap all day long. It’s my favourite part of a weekend, I love putting it all on the line.

Is there anyone you idolised when growing up?

In racing, my first hero when I was a kid was, funnily enough, Jeff Gordon. I just loved watching him and the way he fought on track.

Favourite sport that's not F1?

At the moment, I’d have to say NFL. But it switches between that and the NBA.

If you could invite anyone in the world to a dinner party, which three people would you choose and why?

I would invite Leo DiCaprio, I feel he’s kind of cool. Then let’s also invite Margot Robbie and Brad Pitt. Let’s make it an A-List movie night!

What is your favourite Grand Prix?

Well, I could be biased and say Austin. I mean, how can you argue against 450,000 fans across the three days last year? That was pretty awesome. But I’ve got to say I love Silverstone as well.

What's been your favourite moment of your career so far?

My rookie race in Macau where I finished third. Definitely, 100%, hands down my favourite track in the world.

One word to describe how you're feeling about the 2022 season?

Confident.

One word that best describes Williams Racing to you?

Supportive.

[danikamariewrites]

Oooo anxiety headcanon with Cassian??

Cassian x anxious!reader headcanon

Warnings: a lil bit of angst but mostly fluff

Anxiety has always been something you dealt with in your life

As a kid it wasn’t so bad but more into your adult years and hundreds that’s when it became worse

Cassian was really good about your anxiety when you started dating

You were very open about some aspects of it but others you didn’t really want to talk about it

Cassian knew what would trigger your anxiety and was amazing about keeping those things away from you

Some things that set off your anxiety is loud noises, like everyone talking at once over each other, crowded places, when you over think, and confrontation (if it involves you or your friends)

Some bad habits you have are biting & picking at your nails, when you’re really nervous you pick at your skin

When Cassian is with you grip his arm to keep yourself occupied. The feeling of him helps ground you as you breathe

If you don’t notice your picking Cassian will slip his hand in yours and give it a light squeeze

He’d look down at you with a sweet smile and kiss your temple whispering, “it’s all right baby, I’m here.”

One night at Rita’s your anxiety was really bad

You had told Cassian you wanted to face your fears and try to go out with the group

Feyre and Mor were so happy, you even went out with them for a girls night on the town once

This was your 3rd visit to Rita’s with your friends, you were out on the dance floor with Feyre and Mor when you felt a hand tap you on your shoulder

You knew it wasn’t Cassian. You panicked a little when you were face to face with a stranger. The male was smiling at you and he leaned down to talk in your ear, “what’s a pretty lady like you doing all alone out here?”

You didn’t like his tone, your breathing started to get shallow, “I’m not alone my friends are…” as you turn to look for Feyre and Mor you notice they’re gone

You start to panic more, your chest rising and falling rapidly. Your eyes quickly scan the bar looking for them or those Illyrian wings you know so well

The male hooked a finger under your chin turning you to face him, “wanna dance?”

Your eyes were wide, at a loss for words you shook your head rapidly

Your heart was beating rapidly and your palms turned clammy

Suddenly Cassian was pulling the male away from you, his face contorted in anger at the male touching you and he clearly picked up on your pending anxiety attack

Not wanting to make things worse Cassian roughly pushed the stranger away, yelling at him. You didn’t hear him over your heart beating in your ears

Cassian wrapped you in his arms and took you outside for fresh air

After making sure you were ok he flew you home

Cassian was always your comfort to help you come down from an anxiety attack

He’d wrap his wings around you so you could have some privacy

You lean your head against his chest and he’d stroke the back of your head slowly

If your at home or some place you’re comfortable he sits you in his lap with your head on his shoulder, taking deep breaths, eyes closed, and his large hand rubbing calming circles on your back

Cassian never saw your anxiety as a burden

He’s a very understanding and patient person

Cassian’s only concern is that you’re ok and safe

[mikalame]

hii could you do kind of platonic fem reader where her, bill and tom do everything together like when they watch a movie both of them are cuddling with reader if that make sense? and when they do other things too it’s always both of them with reader. maybe their fans think she is dating both of them but they are actually just really good friends but they are also super close yk? like their love language is tuch and all three just have so much love for each other. maybe reader has had her private moments with bill and tom but it didn’t work out with either of them and if didn’t affect the friendship either?

taglist : @oppopotamus @violentnewmarley

"____!, you should totally come over to our house after practice" Bill whines, Bill you know i cant have to do my chores" you groan back having already told him that you needed to do them "Oh come on ___ pleasee, we will help you with them but only if you come over to ours" Tom pleased while packing all his guitar things away "wait, i dont wanna do chores" Bills says to his brother shocked that he would amke them do more chores than nessisary "Ill only come over if you help with them" ___ says back with a smug smile on her face "Ughh, fineee" Bill groans "Woo, Ho" Tom says happly.

Time skip

"Oi, are you watching the movie without me" Tom says "uhm, no?" ___ says with a mouth full of m&m's "how could you, you told me you would wait, you liar's" Tom says with faux sadness as he plops himslef on the couch on the opposite side of her "Oh get over it tom we called you ealirer but you were probaly to busy jerking off huh" ___ says cockly "was not" Tom says trying to defend himself, the two of you started to bicker "shut up, im trying to watch the movie you interrupted Tom" ___ snaps back. After the movie had ended both of you fell asleep on the couch toms arm wrapped around your shoulder and you leaning on him. Unbeknown to them but Georg had come in with one of the camera crew members and walked in on them, the camera capturing it all, tabloids went crazy thinking that you two were dating lol.

"OMG, did you see Britnry Spears new song ahhhhh i love it so muchh" Bill says bustimg down your door and jumping on to your bed nearly knocking over the nail polish you were using to paint your nails on to your magazine you were reading. "Wow, bill watch where you are going,nearly knocked over my stuff" you say pretending to be angry "oooo thats a pretty shade i love it, Oh could you paint mine its starting to chip a bit and yk i suck at doing my right hand" Bill says kicking off his shoes onto your floor" grabbing the magazine flipping though it "Oooo you would look so good with this makeup look" you point at one of the looks in the magizine leaning into bill "nah not my thing not enough black ahahah" Bill laughs "Bill, could you help me with my other hand i dont have much nail polish remover left and i dont wanna use it all up yet" you say "yea sure honey" bill says grabbing the brush from you. You two take some cute selfies uploading them onto facebook. Tabliods when crazy again (girl your so popluar lol)

Here are some HC of places where you 3 have been that made it seem like you were dating them.

. 5 star resturant- you three were clebrating winning an award and went to dinner for it. Georg and Gustav showed up later as they wantd to be dressed fancier for the dinner

. Movies- You were watching the movie that Bill voiced acted. He was very proud and wanted 2 of the most important people in his life to watch it with him.

.ice skating rink- you 3 had seen some funny videos of people doning and wanted to see if you were any better (you looked like newborn deers) you and bill were laughing at tom as his jeans goit caught on the ice and he assed over

. on a picnic- you 3 had gotten back from a 2 month long tour and just wanted some time with just you three and nature (bill got chased by a squirel trying to have his snow white moment)

Hope you likeee dont mind the spelling mistakes

[giggly-squiggily]

Nailed It! (Blue Lock)

Heyo! It's been a minute since I've written for Blue Lock! After fangirling over Bachisagi with the wonderful @intheticklecloset- this fic came to be! :D I hope you like it friend! :3

Summary: Bachira finds fake nails and decides he wants claws. Shenanigans ensue.

Bachira all but threw the bag in his face the second he came in. “I bought claws!”

“Claws?” Chigiri asked once his initial shock wore off. Bachira grinned as he dug into the bag.

“CLAWS!” He cried once more, presenting the pack of stick on nails. Plain in appearance, they shined under the fluorescent lights of the facility. “See?”

“Pfft-” The redhead giggled, taking the box and examining them. “Claws indeed. Why’d you buy fake nails?”

“‘Cause.” Bachira didn’t add more, dumping the remains of his goodies across the futon. An assortment of colorful nail polish and stickies fell out. “I wanted claws!”

“....You want me to do your nails?”

“Yeah! Give me claws!”

Chigiri blinked. Then he laughed, nodding. “Alright, I’ll give you ‘claws’.” Let’s go to the cafeteria.”

~~~

Unsurprisingly, Chigiri was amazing at this stuff.

With the precision of a surgeon, he held Bachira’s hands in his own as he carefully placed each fake nail. His hair was loosely tied back, falling over his shoulder as he leaned in to check if they were straight. “Good- you don’t want these crooked- it hurts.”

“You’ve worn claws before?” Bachira smiled happily, kicking his feet under the table as he watched. His other hand was already adorned with fake nails. The urge to tap them against the table and make a clicky sound was strong, but Chigiri insisted he waited until he had them painted.

“No- I’m allergic to the adhesive. Makes my fingers turn red.” Chigiri wrinkled his nose as he adjusted the remaining finger. “My sister wears them all the time though- I used to help her out. She could never get them to stay.”

“Hm.” Bachira nodded. “Do you paint your nails?”

“Not lately. They always chipped after practice. Hopefully these will stay on.” Just before Bachria’s turn, the dribbler insisted on painting his friends. Chigiri’s fingers were now coated with a surprisingly even set of pink.

Except for his ring fingers. Those were orange. “Kuni nails.” Bachira winked, making him blush and roll his eyes.

“I’m a good claw painter! And you are too- oooo.” Bachira forgot what he was saying when the first layer of blue touched his nails. It looked so much like Isagi’s eyes. “That’s pretty!”

“You picked them out- I assume you knew what you were doing.” Chigiri gave him a teasing brow raise. Heat creeped up Bachira’s collar as he averted his gaze, watching the redhead work. “Don’t squirm- you’ll mess up the design.”

“Design-” Bachira leaned forward to look, only for Chigiri to push him back in his seat with a pointed glare. “Sorry, sorry! I didn’t know you could draw!”

“I er..can’t. I can make squiggles though.” Chigiri laughed softly, making Bachira smile. “I hope you don’t mind them.”

Bachira took his hands, posing them the way his mom did whenever she got her own nails painted. Stripes of yellow cut through the blue on his ring fingers, the rest a beautiful application of blue. Chigiri even managed to put some of the sticky gems on them, really making them pop.

“I love them!” He breathed, giggling as he hugged the other. “Thanks Chi-Chi! I’m gonna wear them forever!”

“Heh, no problem. C-Careful, they’re not dry yet!” Chigiri called after him as Bachira ran off, giggling the entire time.

He couldn’t WAIT to show Isagi!

~~~

“Look look! My claws!” Bachira shoved them in pretty much everyone’s face, wiggling his fingers for the full effect. As soon as they were dry he was waving them around, clicking them against water bottles and anything that would make noise. Kunigami jokingly told him he should do ASMR with them- Bachira tried but was far too loud right off the bat.

“Wow, look at those. They’re pretty!” Isagi giggled as he took Bachira’s hands, taking them in. “Chigiri painted them for you?”

“No, I did.” Raichi called out, earning a small burst of giggles from the others. His own nails were painted black- courtesy of said redhead. “I’ll do yours next, Isagi. Give me your digits!”

Isagi rolled his eyes as he turned back to Bachira, finding him no longer there. “Bachi-”

Something blunt but ticklish trailed against his neck. He shuttered with a sharp yelp, diving forward. “Ahah!”

Silence, the rest of Team Z looking at him with looks of both curiosity and amusement. Isagi felt his face burn.

“Ooo…” Bachira cooed from behind, something dangerous in his tone. “Was that…”

Isagi had two options. Stay and take it or run and get it anyway.

He opted for the latter.

“Isagi!” Bachira called after him as he took off, flying over futons and people as he bolted out the door, the dribbler hot on his trail. “Come back here!”

Nope, no way! Not happening! It was bad enough that Bachira knew his worst tickle spots. With those nails…

He was gonna kill Chigiri. He’ll plan his revenge later.

For now, he needed to RUN-

A dead end! He turned with wide eyes as Bachira began a slow ascent, glittery nails wiggling with devious intent. “Isagi~”

He looked both ways, knowing it was useless. Bachira had him cornered. “Bachira! Bachira- now wahahit just a mohohment!”

“No can do! The monster’s telling me to get you, so here I COME!” Bachira charged, easily trapping his boyfriend against the wall as his fingers skittered and danced against the exposed skin of his neck. “Tickle tickle tickle!”

“AH! Ahehahahahahhaha! Bahahhachihihihirahahha! Heahhahahahahha!” The other boy squealed as he sank to the floor, half trapped by Bachira’s legs as the other pressed into him. Those dastardly nails danced against his skin, sending waves of sensitivity across his nerves. “Wahahahahait, wahahhait- thhehehehey’ll fahahhahahall oohohohohohofff!”

“Silly Isagi- I know they will! That just means I’m gonna have to use them to their fullest potential!” Bachira giggled, tugging his boyfriend gently until he was half-lying, half sitting up against the wall. As he went down, a strip of skin revealed itself, giving Bachira a new opening.

“Bahahahachi- Bahahchi- WHAHAHHAIT!” The brunette all but shrieked when Bachira’s new “claws” found the soft skin of his waist, gently tracing the skin along his lower ribs and sending him through the roof. “DOOHOHOHON’T NOOHOHOHT TEHEHEHEHERE!”

“Oo, someone’s ticklish! Tell me- does it tickle more or less with the nails?” The bob-cutted player snickered as he stuck a hand up Isagi’s sweatshirt, clawing at his skin as Isagi squealed and thrashed against the floor. “I bet it’ll tickle way more if I do this~” He dragged them slowly, watching as his boyfriend arched and wheezed at the feeling. “Am I right, Blue Skies?”

“BAAHAHCHIHIHIHIRAHHAHA! GEHAHAHAH PLEHAHAHHASE!” Isagi was sure he was going to die- he was starting to see stars and his body felt light. If he were being honest, he didn’t mind it all that much.

Then Bachira yelped and pulled his hands away and his ascend to the afterlife came to an abrupt halt. “Ehehehahha..yohoohu gohohohod?” He gasped out, hands coming around his belly as he weakly looked up.

“Ow…I didn’t realize that would hurt.” Bachira moaned, rubbing his fingers. Two of his fake nails had popped off, and a third was hanging on by a few strands of glue. “My claws..”

Isagi sat up with some effort, taking in the dribbler’s hands. Gently, he took them in his own, rubbing soothing circles against the aching fingers. “Sorry they popped off. They were cool while they lasted, though.”

“Hmm.” Bachira nodded, sounding a bit glum. Isagi smiled as he brought his hand to his lips, kissing the dribbler’s bruising fingers. The gesture was enough to shock him out of his pout.

“There. All better.” Isagi grinned after kissing the last of his fingers, scrunching his face up when he got a taste of nail polish. “Gross- how do people eat with this stuff on? I feel like it’d make everything taste weird.”

Bachira stared at him. Then he busted out laughing, falling against Isagi’s shoulder. “Ehehehhe! I lohohove you so much, Bluuhue skies!” He pulled back until he and Isagi were face to face, their foreheads pressed together as he gave him the sweetest of smiles. “Do you want me to kiss it all better?”

Isagi only laughed, nodding as he closed his eyes, Bachira’s lips capturing his own soon after.

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