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Do you have any headcanons for Tighnari or the rest of the sumeru crewmeru. This isn't related to anything else we might have discussed recently btw

Cyno gets five boners a day when he looks at tighnari’s SLUTTY WAIST!! Cleanup on isle HIS PANTS⚠️

GAJCJSJCKSKG no but fr I have like?? A few random blurbs h���.

Tighnari absolutely talks to plants. He has a little garden on the side of the house with small flowers and other herbs to make medicines and shit, collei helps out sometimes!!!!

Collei has a spotty memory due to trauma so she brings a notebook everywhere with her (I think her idle has a notebook I just realized??) to keep note of certain plants and mushrooms Tighnari warns her of as well as if she’s going to run an errand.

SUCH a basic one but scara w/ ball joints h… his skin would be like?? Fleshy?? But firmer than human skin. almost like a barbie????? He also has like. Cracks instead of scars!! Everyone has a SOMEWHAT decent heat tolerance but Collei has a poor one. She was practically in a cold lab since she was an infant so she’s a little sensitive to the sun and weather, but her immune system is really good because of the experiments :(

ALSO Scaramouche’s eyes glow in the dark. Fucking freak. And you know how you can see ur veins sometimes?? His are like bright purple if you look. He’s also pretty pale compared to Ei but he’s still like?? Tannish?? I have a bunch of appearance headcanons for everyone

Kaveh has like a fuckton of wrist braces that the others got him. He’s like. What do I do with these all I only need like two. He also has the worst posture 24/7. Shrimp looking ass..

Tighnari taught the group how to dry and press flowers:) alhaitham has a little book that he does it in when he’s bored

Nahida likes to sneak flowers into scaras peoples hair when they’re not looking !! And then she acts innocent when she’s caught like “:3c”

nilou likes to teach the kids around to dance !! She holds weekly little lessons for them post-Sumeru quest:) she tried to loop Layla into it but she was half asleep the whole time

A bit of a sad one but Nahida always has this like. Guilt. In the pit of her stomach, and doesn’t know why. She’s always longing for someone but she doesn’t know who or why:(

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Under the bed pt.2

pairing : college boyfriend!jungkook x f.reader

genre : smut, fluff

warnings : marking, pet names, praising, teasing, fingering, handjob, nipple play, dirty talk, shower sex, penetration, unprotected sex

words count : 3.2k

A/N : hello hello my dear people, like promised here’s the part 2 of "under the bed". It’s my first time writing shower seggs, nipple play, dirty talk and handjob 🧍🏽‍♀️ pls have some mercy on me. thanks. Thank you for reading my writings guys, it means a lot. I know I’m saying it often but it’s not enough to express how thankful I am. Love y’all! REMINDER : POOR ENGLISH

you can read "under the bed pt.1" (HERE)

FEEDBACKS ARE VERY WELCOMED

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Jungkook groaned into your neck as a loud knock echoed through the room.

"y/n, baby be quiet ´m tired." he yawned, laying his leg over your body as he hug you tightly.

"kook." you whined opening your eyes, the sunlight caressing your face.

"y/n!" you gasped as you heard your dad at the other side of the door.

"fuck." you sat up panicked as you looked down at a sleepy Jungkook grabbing your arm to cuddle.

"Jungkook!" you whisper-yelled.

"my dad is here." you slapped his bare scratched back making him groan.

"tell him to go away then." he closed his tired eyes again as a cute pout made its way on his lips, sleep getting him again.

He’s definitely not aware of the situation.

"gosh." you rubbed your eyes already anxious in the early morning - wait - what time is it-

"y/n, are you still sleeping? It’s past 12 already. Are you ok?" you dad asked a bit worried.

"h-hello dad.. I just woke up sorry. I was just tired." you said while stretching your sore muscles.

"oh ok. can you open the door? I need to talk with you. It’s important." he asked.

You opened your eyes widely panicking as you glanced down again at the naked exhausted man hugging your waist.

"y/n? you sleeping again?"

"no no dad. I’m fine. Hm, can you just tell me now?"

"y/n open the door please." he asked confused at why you were so hesitant.

"hm.. i.. yea. just give me a minute." you bit your bottom lip throwing the blanket to the side as you got out the bed.

"Jungkook."you grabbed your boyfriend’s heavy arm pulling him to you.

"c’mon, wake up idiot." you shook him as he open his eyes slowly before sending your a soft smile.

"g’morning my love." he greeted you with his hot deep morning voice.

lord, you would had asked him to make babies but it wasn’t the good time.

"shh." you put your finger over your own lips gesturing him to stay quiet.

He looked at you confused, his eyes suddenly darkening as they wandered on your body. Marks covering your bare legs, the way he could noticed that you weren’t wearing a bra under his shirt you stole last night.

Nice, he’s hard now.

"please get up my dad’s here." you pointed to the door.

Jungkook jumped out the bed only wearing his boxer.

"what? since when? why didn’t you tell me!?" he grabbed you by your shoulders making you face him.

"well, idiot, I tried to but Sir was too tired to listen to me." you pinched his nose.

"I’m tired because you stole my whole night." he defended himself smirking.

"shut the fuck up. You’re the one that stole my night." you pursed your lips bending down to grab his jeans from the floor and handing it to him.

"now go. go hide somewhere."

"under the bed?" he raised an eyebrow, his eyes still puffy.

"why not." you sigh before rushing to grab a sweatpants from your closet and wear it to cover your legs quickly.

You glanced back one last time to the bed making sure your boyfriend was well-hidden before unlocking your bedroom’s door.

"good morning dad." you forced a smile as your dad stare at you.

"morning, what took you so long? you sure you’re okay?" he furrowed his eyebrows.

"oh y’know your daughter huh. so lazy I take a century to get up… I’m exhausted." you faked a yawn.

"did you sleep late?" you gulped rethinking quickly about last night’s events.

"I.. I.. well, not really." you lied.

"Can I come in?"

"Ah! Yes." you let him walk in the room.

You observed as he came closer to the bed stopping right in front of it.

"Dad, you alright?" you asked nervously.

"yes." he answered before sitting on the edge of it.

"Well, I came to tell you something important." he cleared his voice.

"tell me." you walked closer to your dad, giving him all your attention.

"i’m going overseas for a week for work. So, I’ll leave you alone… again." he sighed making you smile softly as he looked up at you a bit sad.

"dad-"

"do you want to sleep at your aunt’s? friend’s? or maybe I can call a babysitter." he suggested making you chocked.

"A what? Dad! I’m not a kid anymore." you protested making him laugh.

"I know, I’m sorry. I just.. I’m just worried, I don’t like knowing you alone."

"Dad, you don’t have to worry about that. I can take care of myself." you reassured him.

"I know you can." he smiled.

"When are you leaving?" you asked curiously.

"This afternoon." he sighed annoyed.

"I got this important e-mail from my boss late last night. He really needs me to represent the company in Japan."

You were about to talk again when you noticed one of Jungkook’s shoes near the foot of your bed. You gulped as you walk to it, trying to kick it discreetly under your bed as you spoke again.

"I.. well, I’m sure you got this! You always slay!" you said enthusiastically making your dad laugh.

"Thanks for your encouraging words y/n." he got up patting your shoulder.

"well, I need to go prepare my luggage." You walked him to the door but before exiting the room he looked at you with a confused expression.

"What is it?"

"Did you have that shirt last night? this isn’t yours, right? I’ve never seen it." he pointed to the black oversized shirt.

Now it’s over. You’re dead.

"Y-Yes! I had this last night but … I guess you couldn’t saw it in the dark.. and I bought this recently that’s why it’s new.. and hm.. well go go do your luggage you will be late." You hugged him quickly pushing him outside your room gently. "oh ok! See you soon. Take care. I’ll message you." he waved at you as he walk away, your heart sinking as you watched your dad go to his own bedroom.

You locked your door, turning around as you heard your boyfriend speak.

"Your dad is really something." he commented as he crawled out from under the bed.

"and again, I was ready to face death." he grinned.

"Look what I found." He raised his hand up, holding your bra in the air.

You rolled your eyes as he smirk, discarding the garment on your bed.

"gosh I love waking up next to you." He laid on your bed again, hand up gesturing you to come to him. You approached your half naked boyfriend, as he sat up.

"Can I give you a morning kiss?" he asked caressing your cheek.

"Not before you brush your teeth." you ruffled his messy hair.

"Are you kidding me?" he gasped grabbing you by your waist pulling you between his parted legs.

"Let me kiss you." he pouted playfully making you sigh. "please?"

"fine! But just a peck. Because morning breath ain’t my thing." you pursed your lips making him grin widely.

"I’ll go with that then." he pulled you down on him so you could sit on his lap, hand going behind your lower back to hold you close to his warm body.

He pecked your lips softly, resting his lips on yours.

"I allowed a peck only." you pulled away laughing making him groan as he let his body fell back on the mattress.

"y/n." he huffed.

"what?" you held his hand resting on your thigh.

"I want you." he stared at you making your cheeks warm up.

"You made me hard." he whined as you look down gulping, realizing the bulge confined in his -now tight- boxer.

"Last night wasn’t enough?" you joked.

"I can’t get enough of you darling." he smirked.

"Jungkook." you diverted your gaze away feeling flustered.

"don’t you want me too?" god if only he knew how much you do.

"I … just… you.. morning breath!" you reminded, making him sat up abruptly, pushing you aside as he started walking away.

"wait, where are you going?" you asked confused.

"bathroom. gonna brush those teeth so I could put them at work to take these pretty panties off." he winked before disappearing into your bedroom-connected-bathroom.

The excitement was bubbling inside you. His words always affecting you.

He’s just so confident.

After a few minutes, Jungkook came out from the bathroom, face fresh, his hair pushed back.

"now, your turn pretty." he pointed to you then to the bathroom, making you nod as you pass by him, this one taking the opportunity to deliver a light slap on your ass.

Entering the bathroom, you looked at yourself in the mirror.

gosh, you looked dead. last night, this man didn’t joke. he really stole your whole night.

Just after brushing your teeth, you slightly jumped when someone opened the door abruptly.

"god, Jungkook! you scared me." you threw water on him making him chuckle as he closed the door behind him.

"sorry sorry." he came behind you, looking at the both of you in the mirror.

"Look at you. So pretty." he commented before leaning into your neck, pressing a soft kiss on the still sensitive marked skin.

The hickeys so fresh, you lucky your dad didn’t notice.

You closed your eyes enjoying the softness of his lips against your neck.

Jungkook bit on the flesh lightly, making you moan, tilting your head to the side offering him more to explore.

He suddenly turned you around, looking straight into your eyes, his hands resting on your hips.

"Can I kiss you properly now, my love?" he lifted an eyebrow up expectantly.

“kiss me.” you smiled grabbing him by the back of neck pulling him down to capture his lips in a sweet kiss.

Jungkook deepened the kiss getting excited, his grip on your hips tightening as he pushed his body on yours, caging you between the sink and his muscular body.

“I need you so bad, you can’t even imagine.” he breathed out, grinding his clothed erection on your lower stomach making you feel dizzy already.

“I want you too.” you whispered, your heart beating faster.

He suddenly turned you around making you face the mirror again.

His hands went down to the hem of your -his- shirt, slowly pulling it up over your head revealing your beautifully marked body making you shiver at the cold air hitting your skin.

His eyes met yours in the mirror “look at how fucking pretty you are, only for me.” he tilted his head to the side as he watch you close your eyes.

He threw the shirt in the basket of dirty clothes near the door, hands now on the waistband of your sweatpants ready to pull it down your legs.

He pushed it down after the nod of consent you gave him, leaving you in your panties.

His bottom lip was caught between his teeth, eyes on your bare chest.

“fuck.” Jungkook muttered, hands slowly caressing their ways up from your sides to cup them, grabbing them gently.

You moaned softly, resting your head back on his bare chest.

He stroked his thumb lightly against your nipple making you breath heavily.

You watched him fondle with your breasts, eyes focusing on him twisting your nipple between his thumb and forefinger, feeling dizzy as he bent down a little, lips connecting with your neck again, biting on the sensitive flesh.

You rubbed your thighs together getting too excited, one of his hand cascading down to where you wanted him.

"Jungkook." you whimpered as his fingertips came in contact with your lightly covered clit.

He hummed against your skin, rubbing it softly making you grab on his wrist.

Your boyfriend lifted his head, eyes meeting yours in the mirror as you turned your head toward the shower.

He instantly got the hint, both of you getting rid of your underwear before walked toward it.

You turned it on, stepping under the water, feeling the liquid getting warmer as you closed your eyes pleasantly.

Jungkook stood right behind your naked body, hands finding their places on your stomach pulling you closer to him.

The atmosphere was getting hot, not only because of the really warm water falling on your bodies pleasantly, perhaps, your boyfriend’s hand lowering down between your thighs was the reason.

Shivers ran down your spine as you felt his boner rubbing on your lower back, his breath fanning on your neck.

"I need you so so bad, y/n." he whispered lowly.

"you can’t even imagine how much." he continued, fingertips travelling up to your core.

"how much, I want to feel you around me." two of his long fingers teased your entrance making you gulp.

"how much, I want to stretch you, feel you tighten around me." he slowly entered his fingers inside you, earning him a soft moan.

"how much I want to make you scream my name loudly." he nibbled on your earlobe making you roll you eyes in pleasure as his fingers pick up the pace, moving faster.

"Jungkook." you rested your head back on his shoulder making him smirk.

"Am I making you feel good, baby?" he whispered near your ear.

"s-so good." you held his wrist tightly.

Feeling you clenched around his fingers, he knew you were getting close.

His free hand came to your chest, fondling your breast again, thumb flicking your nipple making you let out a loud moan.

"shh, baby don’t want your dad to hear you, do you?" he teased, thumb coming in contact with your clit to rub it, adding stimulation to push you closer to your orgasm.

You shook your head, biting on your bottom lip hard to keep quiet.

You couldn’t held it anymore when his finger hit that spot that could make you see start as you came on his fingers.

Jungkook caressed your waist, fingers still moving helping you ride your orgasm.

"you did well, princess." he pecked your cheek.

After a few seconds, you turned around instantly grabbing him by his neck, pulling him down on you for a kiss.

Jungkook’s arms encircled your body, pulling you closer, your chest flat again his muscular one.

You sucked on his bottom lip, making him moan at the feeling of your tongue.

Your hand was placed on his front toned body, letting it slid down with the warm water until your hand reached his hard cock.

Your hand grabbed his erection making him groaned.

"fuck." he put his forehead on yours, looking down at your fingers enveloping his cock perfectly.

You started moving your wrist, stroking his cock painfully slow, your thumb rubbing on the head of it making it twitch.

"fuck! keep going." he closed his eyes shut tight as you tighten your grip, moving faster.

"are you close babe?" your heard him hummed in response.

You rubbed your thumb over the slit, making him let his head fall on your shoulder, a low moan passing by his lips.

"fuck, i want you." he grabbed your hand stopping your movement.

"right. now." he looked into your eyes deeply, your breath hitching.

He captured your lips in a eager kiss, backing you to the cold shower wall before grabbing one of your thigh raising it up to his waist.

Your hands found his long black wet hair, fingers pulling on the locks as you felt his other hand lowering down to your core, a finger sliding through your folds, collecting your wetness.

"gosh you’re so wet for me." he smirked making you roll your eyes.

"no, that’s just water." you pursed your lips as he lightly slapped your thigh making you laugh.

"wasn’t funny. didn’t laugh." he shook his head playfully.

"you no fun." you grinned before pecking his lips quickly earning a smile from your boyfriend.

"C’mon, I’ll show you how fun I can be." he poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue making your inside twist.

He was so hot.

His hand guided his hard cock to your entrance, sliding the tip through your wet folds, teasing you.

He pushed inside you slowly, his cock filling you up causing you to let out a loud moan.

Jungkook smirked seeing your already weak state, before pulling out, letting just his tip inside.

"stop teasing idiot." you groaned frustrated.

"you said I’m no fun." he pouted playfully making you roll your eyes.

"you’re so unserious." you huffed.

"well, you sure about that?" he said before thrusting forward, your hands gripping on his shoulder tightly.

"fuck!"

One of his hand still held your thigh securely above his waist, while the other gripped your hip, keeping your body pressed against his.

"C’mon tell me I’m fun." he put his forehead on yours making you scoffed.

"Jungkook. Are you fucking serious right n- ah fuck!" you whimpered, nails digging into the flesh of his shoulders as he picked up the pace.

"never been more serious." he said between breath.

You ran your fingers through his wet hair, one hand still holding on his shoulder.

"C’mon baby." he ordered, his hips snapping into yours making you let a sob pass by your lips.

"tell me i’m fun."

"fuck it! you’re.. you’re fun." you threw your head back against the wall as he kept on hitting your g-spot.

"you’re such a good girl." Jungkook smirked against your marked skin, leaving little wet kisses.

You slapped the back of his head making him groan.

"and you’re such an annoying idiot."

"your annoying idiot." he snickered.

You closed your eyes feeling the familiar knot in the pit of stomach as Jungkook went faster, your body pressed against the cold shower wall.

"oh my- I’m so close." you bit on your bottom lip, feeling the taste of blood, realizing you’ve been biting on it hardly.

"me too." Jungkook breathed out.

You planted your head against Jungkook’s shoulder, his fingernails buried deep into your hip as he held it tightly.

The head of his cock touching your spot at each snaps of his hips which made your body quiver in pleasure.

You thought you were about to faint when you felt his hand cascading down between your bodies to your clit drawing little circles on it.

Your walls started convulsing around him, making him feel lightheaded.

"C’mon my love." he licked your jawline.

"Cum for me." he ordered.

It was the last straw, his deep voice making your heart beat faster, as you came around him with a loud moan of his name.

"fuck! I’m-" Jungkook couldn’t finished his sentence as he pulled out, cumming on your shaky thighs.

Jungkook held you against him, strong arms wrapped around your waist, your knees ready to give up if you didn’t support yourself on something.

"you did well, so well." he said soothing you, hand caressing your back.

"i love you." you whispered, looking up at him.

He grinned widely before leaving a soft kiss on your forehead "i love you."

After a few seconds, you pulled away from his embrace, grabbing your shampoo handing it to him.

Jungkook tilted his head to the side confused as he took the bottle from your hands.

"wash my hair?" you smiled cutely pointing to your head, making his heart melt.

"I’d love to." he said before pecking your lips one last time before turning your body around.

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A/N : ong my fav couple ☹️ my turn when?? *sigh* anyway, I hope you liked it! love you guys!! take care of yourselves.

[have-you-seen-my-sanity]

I was wondering how would the Professor Grant roleplay go between Steven and the reader

Maybe some spanking because the reader failing in his class 😈

I love your writings btw ❤

Anony, my heart is melting!❤️🥹

Your wish is my command!

Note: I'm so goddamn sorry for the (far too) late post, work was getting in the way :(

A+ is the way it's supposed to be

Steven Grant x fem!reader

Warnings: Smut, soft dom!Steven, p in v, spanking, riding. (Lmk if I forgot some)

You and Steven decided to do a little 'Professor Grant' roleplay at your place.

Your Professor, Mr. Grant scheduled a personal tutoring to boost your grades up. It's already afternoon, Mr. Grant would be there soon, so you cleaned up and got your stuff for the tutoring ready. Mr. Grant had given you 'homework' to get ready. Of course you were studying a little bit. But right after that you got a little lazy and decided to get the rest, or atleast some of it from replaying Assassin's Creed Origins. After all, aquiring information from playing games is far more interesting than doing it by studying, right? So you thought...

20 minutes later your doorbell rang. You straightened your clothes and headed for the door before opening, revealing ideed Mr. Grant, wearing his typical blueish jacket and vintage shirt.

"Hello. Are you prepared for our tutoring?" He greeted with a sweet smile.

You stepped aside to let him enter, "Yes, I...I did." You nodded with a slight nervousness in your tone.

Steven went to your living room, sitting down on the couch and got his bag ready. Meanwhile you got him a glass of water before joining him, sitting down next to him on the couch.

"So? Are you ready? I will ask you some questions first." He informed.

He waited for you to agree before continuing. "First question, who was the first Egyptian god?"

You paused, brows furrowing a bit as you thought about the answer. A moment after, you looked up at Steven, "A-Anubis?" you tried your luck.

Steven shook his head and gave a weak smile, "Wrong. It was Atum. Next question: Who built the Pyramids?"

Please don't say aliens, please don't say aliens...

"Humans- I mean the Egyptians." You stuttered slightly.

Steven smiled, clapping his hands together, "See? I knew you could do it! But that was an easy one."

Steven opened his bag, pulling out some exams he made, handing them to you. "I give you thirty minutes to finish. And since you must have done your homework, you'll answer atleast most of them correctly, yeah?"

The exams were kind of hard for you mostly, given how you didn't study and prepared yourself. What was the name of the bird like god again? Horus?

Which god punishes people before they even get the chance to do something bad? Must have been Osiris, right? Right?!

What animal is Ammit again??

The amount of blackouts you had was high, you were playing around with the pen in your hand, biting your lip nervously.

Soon enough your time was up and Steven collected it for a look over. You stood infront of him, nervously playing with your hands knowing you did miserably. Steven, who sat on your couch looked up at you, gently taking off his glasses, setting it down.

"Did you do your homework?" He asked calmy with the slightest hint of disappointment in his voice.

"I was trying to help myself..." You gulped.

"Help yourself? Ohh, did you play that stupid video game where you run around in Egypt as an Assassin?" Came his reply.

"Yes." You nodded embarrassed.

Steven sighed, "Y'see, as your Professor it is my job to ensure you do well. I gave you all the necessary information you needed." Steven placed a hand on your shoulder, "But if you refuse to do what you're told, I am allowed to punish you. Normally I'd give you a second chance but..." he sighed dramatically, "seeing your latest results, I'm afraid I have no other option as to punish you." Steven gave your shoulder a gentle squeeze, before his hand travelled down your back, stopping just above your butt.

"How 'bout a little spanking?" He asked softly, his hand going to your butt now to give it a squeeze. "Bend over my knee, please."

You obeyed, planting yourself on your stomach on his knees as Steven pulled your pants down just enough to reveal your panties.

"But please be gentle." You asked.

"The punishment will be reflected on your lazieness." Steven answered, smacking your ass gently. Then after a moment of silence, another spank came, this time harder, making you moan in surprise.

Steven noticed and smiled down at you, "Did you just moan?" Steven squeezed your ass again, causing you to squirm slightly.

Steven leaned down closer to you, "Don't tell me you actually like getting your ass spanked by your Professor."

Another spank, another moan-like gasp from you.

"Oh-ho, you're quite naughty, ain't ya' darling? A lazy student likes getting her naughty butt spanked by her Professor." Steven gave your buttcheek a soft pinch, making you squirm again.

Then his hand came down again, already causing his red handprint to show. This time the spank caused you to accidentally grind your hips against his thigh. In response, Steven rubbed his hand aginst the red handprint on your skin to soothe it.

"Aww, darlin' did you like that?" Steven teased, his hand suddenly going down to rub your core through your panties, already finding them wet.

"Mr. Gr--" You gasped.

"Gotta admit, seeing how you respond to this is quite arousing to say the least." Steven kept rubbing, feeling how you got wetter by every second. Steven then proceeded to slide your pants down your legs and tossing them away.

"God, you're such a naughty girl." Steven pulled your panties down, exposing your lower half to him. But then he removed his hand, making you mewl at the loss.

"I'm sorry Mr. Grant." You pouted, turning your head to look up at him.

Steven sneered, "You're sorry? Alright fine, if you promise to take your time to study from now on I will continue, you hear me?"

You nodded eagerly, "Yes sir."

"Good. Now get up and on my lap." He beckoned with his finger.

You wasted no time, getting up and straddling him.

"There's my good girl." He leaned in and kissed your forehead. Then Steven undid his pants, pulling his hard cock out. "And now ride me, show me you're not lazy."

You raised, planting your wet hole on his thick cock before slowly lowering, letting out soft moans along the way until he was sheathed inside you.

"Yeah that's it." Steven sighed in pleasure.

Steven moved his hands on your ass, squeezing them firmly as you started riding him. Your moans making his hips move.

"I thought you wanted me to do all the work." You teased.

Steven chuckled, his hips stopping "Watch it before I will make you really do all the work." He scolded teasingly.

His hips started moving upwards again, meeting yours. You threw your head back as the pace increased. Steven's grunts were easily overtoned by your needy moans. Steven felt you being so slippery down there.

"I'm starting to think you love your Professor's cock, hm?" He panted, his pace never decreasing.

"Yes." You whined, feeling your orgasm built up.

Steven felt you tightening around him, his thrusts becoming harder.

A few moments after, you couldn't handle it any longer, clamping down on him, squeezing his cock for all it's worth with a loud moan following. Steven came seconds after you, filling you up with his warm cum.

You both just sat there for a moment to catch your breaths, your head resting on his shoulder.

"That was quite intense, love." Steven broke the silence.

You giggled, "Hell yeah." You then lifted yourself off his lap to sit beside him on the couch while Steven put his now soft cock back inside his pants.

"But you should really consider becoming a Professor." You nudged him playfully.

Steven gave you a dirty look, "Don't give me ideas." He teased.

"Okay forget it, Jake and Marc would probably burn down the place after they get a headache from all the study stuff." You laughed.

Steven laughed too, "You're not wrong."

Steven spent the rest of the evening at your place, giving you tips on how to improve and tricks for best study techniques.

[eternalmarvel]

MK1 BI-HAN X READER ~ belong ~

an: hello everyone ❄️ decided to write some more small fluff / filler content ! i swear there's not enough bi-han love man LETS KEEP THOSE FANFICS AND HEADCANONS ROLLING 😈also i came up with this idea while i was h!gh as hell so please excuse me if the idea itself seems a bit weird this is why i need requests from people because i am TOO lazy to think of any good ideas on my own

if u guys want something different to spice things up like headcanons or smthn just ask :-) honestly i don't know how good i'd be at writing smut so it's not of priority right now but if people request it i can certainly try

anyways i hope u guys enjoy some fluffiness to kick off the winter szn !!

note; bi-han and reader are married in this story + a little bit of toxicness but it's not from bi-han

++ this isn't proofread so sorry for any mistakes

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you had been married to bi-han for about a year now. your duties separate from the lin kuei often required you to travel far and abroad where you couldn't see your husband for weeks at the time. you didn't complain too much at first, but it got a bit frustrating after some time -- nothing that you couldn't overcome though. on the other hand, bi-han was IRRITABLE. it felt like the whole stronghold was walking on eggshells around its grandmaster, careful not to say or do the one thing that would set him off. he was sexually frustrated and grumpy on incomprehensible levels. everyone around the clan noticed how much angrier he had become. he'd bark orders at an unprecedented rate and mean mugged everyone who came across his path. even having the kitchen staff make all his favourite meals from when he was younger did nothing to wipe the horrible scowl painted on his face. when you were at the lin kuei stronghold, you and bi-han collectively sat down with the rest of the ninjas for dinners -- something that bi-han often avoided before meeting you. however, with a bit of nudging from you, he started to participate in group dinners more, even enjoying them (though he would never admit to this). there would still be a grimace on his face, but having you beside him made everything more palatable anyway. when asked why he seemed a little more irritable than usual, he stormed off and dismissed the question.

"i am the grandmaster, i will NOT answer to you."

smoke had realized that soon enough the only way to get him over his mood fluctuations and have some semblance of peace would be to get you back at the dojo. your phone's ringtone blared alarmingly, and you picked up the call in annoyance.

"tomas? what are you calling me about? can it wait? i'm really busy right now."

smoke lets out a sigh of relief now that he's gotten ahold of you.

"(name)! we really need you back at the lin kuei. bi-han's really ...cranky without you there," he whispers the last part, almost like he's scared bi-han will snatch him up out of nowhere. you pay no heed to tomas' concerning remarks, continuing to write down on the ledger on your desk.

"i'm sure my husband is just a little overwhelmed with his duties right now, this has nothing to do with me. give him some slack. he's fine."

smoke spoke with more urgency now.

"(name), he really is frustrated because of you. today, frost said '(name)’s hair' but he thought she meant '(name)’s here' and i swear i thought i saw his eyes gloss over like a dog seeing its owner for the first time in forever. ever since he found out frost was talking about your hair and not about you actually being here, he's been giving frost dirty looks. i think she's starting to get pissed off now that i think about it..."

you put down your pen and look up at the curtains of the hotel room in front of you, sighing. it was more serious than you previously expected. your face twisted in cruel humour, and you knew it'd be funny to use this opportunity to prank your husband and see what his reaction is.

"you know what tomas. i'm sure i can get out of these meetings and make it back to the stronghold by tomorrow dawn. i'll come back."

tomas sighs, finally unanxious.

"thank you, (name)! i knew you'd pu-"

"but i wanna play a prank on him. and you're gonna help me observe and set the environment."

tomas sighs once again, but out of exasperation.

"i don't wanna participate if it's too extreme. i've already caught the brunt of bi-han's verbal torment this week." you chuckle at his expense. "don't worry tomas, i'll make sure he doesn't hurl an ice pick at you. this prank is harmless, i promise. it's just for me to see his reaction." "fine. what are you planning on doing?" "sit tight and don't stress. i'll tell you when i'm on my way back."

you had informed tomas of the most perfect plan. you'd get back to your husband -- not long enough that he'd go back to his normal, serene state when he was with you but enough that he'd manage to calm his heartrate a bit. you were planning on inviting the daughter of a family friend of bi-han's family when he was younger. she had eyes for him all these years, still pointing to hints that she would pursue him despite the fact that he was now married to you. you would invite her over and have her bug bi-han (dare you say, flirt) and follow him all around the stronghold. you wanted to see if that so-called sexual frustration that tomas was referring to earlier really mattered in the case of every woman or if it was exclusive to only you. was it toxic? perhaps. could it be considered manipulative to use his father's family friend's daughter who had probably loved him for the last 10 years to get him closer to you? most likely. would you love every second of it nonetheless? absolutely.

you didn't inform bi-han of your arrival. as far as he knew, you were still going to be a few weeks out from coming back. you walked in through a secret back entrance bi-han had only told you about just in case the stronghold was ever attacked and he needed to get you out safely. you walked through the corridors and heard your husband's hoarse voice coming from the large drawing room across from you. you walked in quietly and sneakily, but obviously not subtly enough considering bi-han had his eyes immediately on you.

"(name)....," he almost whispered, his eyes widening.

you give everyone in the room a wave, including the senior ninjas, which they kindly return with a nod of their own.

"clear the room," bi-han asserts hastily. his tone isn't as harsh as it was before. the ninjas comply almost immediately when they've noticed his demeanor soften up a bit, realizing that you've worked your magic. as soon as the last ninja is out the door, bi-han is by your side in a half of an instant, taking your face into his broad hands.

"hey," you say softly. you were tired from your trip, but being in his presence and ironically his warmth doubled the exhaustion and fatigue your body had attempted to so valiantly fight off.

"you didn't inform me of your early arrival."

you smile into his palm, your head tilting a bit as you rest your own palm on his hand.

"wanted to surprise you, my love."

he looks at you intensely for a few seconds before snapping back to reality.

"i will excuse myself from my duties today. perhaps i can get kuai liang to take over for me."

"why, bi-han? we can catch up late. i don't want you neglecting your duties because of me."

a small scoff escapes his lips.

"it's been much of the other way around. we have not seen each other in weeks. the lin kuei can do without its grandmaster for a few hours."

you look at him mischievously for a brief second before you hear the faint sounds of footsteps outside the drawing room. your plan was coming to fruition before your eyes. rina had come along just on time.

"actually, bi-han, i think we might have a change of plans. rina is coming over today!"

bi-han shifted his gaze from you to rina, who was standing out in the hallway. it was safe to say he was unamused.

"rina. i wasn't aware you were going to be here. it seems as though i've been misinformed on MANY fronts," he says, side-eyeing you. you pay him no mind, bringing rina closer.

"i have to deal with a bit more business-"

bi-han looked at you in disbelief. who the hell did you think you were, the president? a grandmaster yourself?

"--BUT i promise it won't take too long. rina wanted to catch up with you too, so i thought why not kill two birds with one stone?," you say, trying to resist the impending smirk on your face. bi-han was clearly displeased but you gave his arm a squeeze and whispered, "just a few hours," and he knew he'd have your company again in no time. he sighed quietly, before slightly nodding again.

"if i must."

you disappeared to find smoke and left bi-han with rina to do god knows what. you found tomas sparring with some of the newer initiates out in the courtyard and ran up to him, dragging him away from kombat.

"h-hey!," smoke exclaimed.

"c'mon! i finally got bi-han to agree to meeting with rina. now we gotta go hide around the place and see how he reacts with her around."

"this is ... not nice.." smoke remarks uneasily.

you roll your eyes. yeah it isn't nice, but it's funny and it's not like you actually meant any harm by this prank. you and tomas make your way to the blindspots around the lin kuei and spot bi-han walking as rina edges closer to him. you guys get in close enough to try and make sense of their conversation.

bi-han walks into his room and changes into a new hanfu, the same shade of dark blue he often wears. the collar part of the attire is folded, and rina brings her hand closer to fix it but just as she’s about to mend it, bi-han grabs her hand.

“what do you think you’re doing,” he lowly seethes, his eyebrows furrowing in anger.

rina shakes him off, annoyed. “i was just trying to help you, calm down!”

“unless i ask for your assistance, it is not required.” he says stoically before making his way down the corridor again. you and tomas both exchange a strange look. you didn’t want rina dead by the end of this prank. silence is shared between bi-han and rina for the next minute before the latter pipes up again.

"you haven't seen your wife in a while, huh?" rina asks coyly. bi-han turns to look at her for a second before turning back around and keeping that stern look on his face.

"no. her business keeps her away from m-the stronghold quite often,” bi-han remarks quietly.

“you know most wives stick with their husbands and don’t just leave them on their own for weeks on end. perhaps there may be something that you aren’t aware of…,” rina whispers before her statement trails off.

bi-han stops in his tracks and turns around yo face her.

“do not think to insinuate such horrible things about my wife again so shamelessly. you forget your place when you spew these things -- do not forget, SHE invited you here as a token of her hospitality. i did not."

rina chuckles. at first glance, it would seem that she does this sarcastically at first, but it seems like those words really stung rina.

"i'm leaving."

"you know your way out."

tomas sucks a deep breath in while you look down in defeat.

"ooh, boy. alright, i think you were right." "you needed a prank to prove that?!"

you wave tomas away.

"i will make sure there are no further casualties," you say to tomas, as you give him a small hit on his arm and make your way to your marital bedroom. on your way there, you see rina coming your way. you have to pretend like you didn't just witness your husband eat up this poor woman. you smile and put your hands together, bowing to her.

"hey rina! how's it going? i wa-" she puts her palm towards your face and continues walking away.

"i don't wanna hear from you." you watch her as she leaves, staring off into the distance momentarily and sighing. thank god she was an asshole or else it'd be really hard not to sympathize with her.

you walk into your bedroom and see bi-han on the bed. it seems he's getting ready for a bath -- he has a robe-like hanfu loosely draped around his body with his chest visible and and legs exposed. his hair is down and he is reaching for his back like it's aching.

"done with all my duties." you say innocently, your arms behind your back.

bi-han only looks at you momentarily and not even fully before going back to closing his eyes and mending his backache. you walk up to him carefully before sitting down beside him, using your hand to gently knead his back. he lets out a small groan of relief at your gesture.

"you've probably missed my massages all week," you say coyly.

"they were not the thing i missed."

you feel a blush creeping up on your cheek. being away from you for so long made him starved, like a dog meekly asking his owner for more rations. you felt horrible for being away for so long.

"i won't leave again for a while. i promise. we have lost-time to make up for," you say quietly. you prod at his hand and he envelops your hand in his, grazing the outside with his thumb.

"i'd rather not have lies spoken to me for the sake of momentary comfort."

you get up and gently move his right leg further to the right so you can sit on his thigh.

"now you know i can give you more than momentary comfort," you say smirking (but still VERY nervous).

in the blink of an eye, bi-han flips your body over and pins you to the bed, planting a long and voracious kiss at your lips. you bite at his lower lip and he responds by wrestling your tongue with his own. after what seems like an eternity of your mouths fighting for dominance with each other, you break the kiss as a string of saliva follows your mouths.

"you know, i saw everything that unfolded with rina. i think it really is safe to say we belong to one another."

bi-han looks at you with a hint of amusement. "i should have known you didn't have pure intentions with inviting her over." he slips his hand down your frame, erecting shivers from you. he plants small kisses trailing down your midsize.

"perhaps the rest of the lin kuei should know the grandmaster's wife isn't really as much of an angel as she lets everyone think she is."

[indecenthoney]

As Sweet as She Tastes

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"You know... I never really understood why he had flashback when he ate the rat's pepperoni thing... What the fuck do you mean it's not pepperoni? You know... Ratatouille's dish? The thing he made... His name is not Ratatouille... Remy? Hey! Chill chill... I was watching I promise... Hahaha... But damn... You're telling me a shrimp, fried this rice? Hahaha... Okay okay, I'll stop... So what? You want another gummy? Or..."

It's been some time since me and friend hung out. Luckily, our schedules matched up giving us a couple of days to spend as we please. What better way to catch up and have than to get high and binge Disney movies? I've always been quite a lightweight. I could never seem to focus but every other sense was always heightened. It was a fun little experience. Sometimes I think about this day a lot. And what would've happened if I acted on my urges a little more.

"Hm... Good movie... Mm... Maybe 8/10... Well it's my opinion now, isn't it? C'mon, let's go take a little breather outside... We can watch another movie when we come back... By the way, did you make sure to hide my spare house key? You really gotta start telling me when you let yourself in here... You're always giving me heart attacks... Ugh fuck.. Alright, let's go... I need to stretch my legs ... I don't know how you girls do it sometimes... but I can't sit in place all day... Oh yeah? Stop being lazy... I will literally carry you outside if I have to... H-hey let go... Dude... Seriously... I'mma trip... Ow fuck... I told you... You okay?"

I'm not one for cliches but as fate would have it, I ended up tripping over her. Landing on top of her. Gazing into each other's eyes; completely silent. At that moment, I panicked and tried to pay attention to something other than the look she gave me. As I mentioned, every sense of mine was heightened while high. She smelled of strawberries. Lips coated in strawberry lip balm. Even her personality was as sweet as a strawberry. Despite treating her like one of the guys, she was still a lady. And within an instant, her arms coiled around my neck pulling me in for a kiss. That moment of awkwardness must have felt like an eternity to her. There was a sense of desperation as her lips interlocked with mine trying to seek some sort of reciprocation. My mind was all too hazy to process all of this and I pulled back.

"I... uhm... S-sorry I was... H-hey wait... Where are you going? We should... talk about this..."

Without a word, she rushed out the door with a pained look on her face. I felt deep regret and wondered where it would have gone if I had just been a little more greedy. A little more honest with what I wanted. My mind sometimes wanders back to that day every time I smell strawberries fills my head. Nothing really happened after that day, we never spoke of it either. She had acted like she always has with me. A jovial entity that let nothing ruin her day. Even if we did spend a lot of time together, it felt like I never really knew the real her. Always putting on that brave face; putting people first.

"Sorry? Did you say something? I was kind of blanking out... No, I am not high... I just had some things on my mind... What did you want to talk about? Yeah, dude... You can tell me anything... If it's bugging you then we should talk about it... Oh? Good news... That's good! What's up? You... got a boyfriend? Wait wait wait... since when? You didn't tell me you were talking to anybody... I... well... yeah... You don't exactly tell me everything... but... What? No, I am happy for you... Are things going to change between us? You know like... are we going to hang out less?"

She reassured me that nothing was going to change. I was relieved at the moment, but I started seeing less and less of her. Maybe, this was my punishment. Weeks and months went by without a word from her. I really was glad that she was happy. But I missed her. I thought it was high time to finally move on. See new people. Try new things. Forgive and forget. Or that was the plan. Until one random day, she called.

"Y-yo? It's been a while... No no no... No need to apologize I know you have things to do and you have your own life... How's uhm... the boyfriend? T-that's good... That's good... So what's up? You wanted to tell me something? You're what? No way... You're getting married? Isn't this a little too soon? I... no... I'm happy for you... Y-yeah I'll be there, of course... Are you going to have like a bachelorette party? Oh? My house... Just the two of us? S-sure... Consider it a wedding gift... I'll plan everything... It'll just be like old times... Yes yes, I'll grab your favorite snacks... Mhm... Yeah... I have class until 6 and should be home by 7... Mhm... See you then!"

I really am a disgusting person. I should be happy for her, right? That's what a best friend should feel, but why do I feel so lost? This felt more than just some hangout, it felt as if it'd be the last time I'd ever really see her. And that made me sad. I went about my day; dreading our hangout. I wasn't sure what to say. Or how to act. All I knew was I had to greet her with a smile and survive the night. I could feel myself slowly getting anxious as time went by. I knew I had to face her eventually. The tension increased as my class was cut short leaving me with no choice but to start heading home. I couldn't think straight and before I knew it I was at my front door. It was open. She must've let herself in again.

"Hey... I'm home... I got the snacks... That's weird... She usually rushes over to see me... Where is she? Hm... Probably watching TV... Hey are you-..."

No words escaped my lips. What I saw left me in complete shock. There she was. Touching herself with such desperation. Like she's never known the feeling of pleasure till now. To make things worse, her clothes were scattered all over my floor. Wearing nothing but my jacket which was too oversized for her. Her huffing and sniffing the remnants of my dirty clothing. A little goblin that felt as if she'd struck gold. This was so wrong. But she wasn't in the right either. She was getting married. Why? Unless. Something switched inside of me.

"Sorry... Am I interrupting something? Hey... Don't stop now... You were just getting started, yeah? Well, this is my room after all... Well, classes ended early today and I thought I would get some rest before we hung out... By the way, you have a really bad habit of walking in here... Tell me... Is this what you always do when I'm gone? What would your fiance think if I showed him this video? Of course, I took a video... How could I not? Dude... I'm not kidding... Sure... I can delete it... But I can always show him the mess you made on the bed while wearing my jacket... Hey... Woah there... and where do you think you're going... You think this is all a prank because we're friends but... What you did was a bit scandalous, don't you think? What do I care? No no no... You walked away... and you never gave me the chance to talk about it... And yes I didn't kiss you back then... and I regret it... But we're here now and nothing is going to change that... If you leave now... I really will show your little boyfriend how pretty you are fingering yourself on my bed... What do I want? Oh c'mon... You're a sick pervert, right? I'm sure you have a few ideas to shut me up..."

My cock stiffened. Not because she was on her knees. But because the same sweet scent hit me once again. It reminded me of that night. Her desperation. She left me wanting more. In a way, you could say I was addicted. But then again, I would be lying if I said seeing my best friend take the full length of my cock down her throat had no effect on me. In different circumstances, I would have wanted her to do this. Looking up at me with such love. But right now, she looked at me with such disdain. I couldn't help but push my cock down even deeper as punishment. Watching the little furrow in her brow fade away as her eyes roll back in pleasure. Hearing the quick schlicking of her cunt as she fingers herself silly in such a moment.

"What's with that look, huh? Do you really think you're in a position to show me attitude, sweetheart? I own you now... The sooner you learn that the better... Me? Disgusting? I'm not the one sniffing my best friend's clothes... Aw c'mon, don't be mad... You know you love me... Let's make up for lost time... It's okay... Don't be shy... I don't bite... Here... Lemme help you with that... That's it... That's a good girl... All the way to the back of your throat... Right right... As much as you pretend to hate this... Even now... you're still rubbing yourself stupid... Aren't ashamed of yourself? You really are fucking pervert... Does it feel good? Hm? Taking another man's cock in your mouth? Cheating like the filthy whore you are... While he's at home... smiling like an idiot... wondering how lucky he was to land a girl like you..."

I wanted to see a side of her that no one else did. She was loved by all. Something about this raging slut pumping my cock into her mouth with relent brought me euphoria. It was something only I could see. Did she not feel guilty? No. How could I blame her? Interrupting her like that. She must've been so close to a release. I bet she can barely think with how roughly she's fucking herself. I couldn't help but grab her hands. Forcing her to stop. Keeping her eager. Needy for more.

"And what do you think you're doing? I didn't give you permission to cum... But? But what? You're close? And you think I care? Bad... Bad girl... So needy... Does it hurt? Hm? Me stepping on you filthy cunt? Oh? Was that a fucking moan? Did you really get turned on by that? You really are sick... Aw, what's wrong? You wanna get off, don't you? I'm giving you my shoe... Be thankful... Go on... Hump it... That's it... Rub into my shoe... What a fucking slut... grinding and humping as you please... This is so embarrassing for you, isn't it..? A literal bitch in heat... Gonna cum? Yeah? Yeah? And stop... What? You really think I was going to let you cum on my shoe? I'm not a monster... Shhhh you'll get your release..."

Picking her up from the floor; guiding her onto my lap as I lay against the headboard. Instructing her to sit on my lap as her bare pussy pressed my cock. Quickly I grabbed her hips holding them in place to prevent any movement. Only the constant throb of my cock hitting her needy pussy. Leaving her a whimpery mess; mindless I pulled her by the chin giving her a kiss. Soon after her actions reflected mine. Sloppy wet yet gentle kisses; one after the other. Her hips gradually moving in anticipation. Not caring for the consequences to come.

"Needy little brat, aren't you? What? You don't care anymore as long as you get off? Tell me... You missing my kissing? Too dumb to think, huh..."

My mind flooded with her scent as we kissed. My cock reaching the peak of its hardness as her tongue coils mine. It was just like that night. She smelled of strawberries. Desperation. Her lips tasted as sweet as she was at that moment. If only stayed, I would have been the man marrying her. Those thoughts sent me into a spiral. I became greedy. Kissing her with a more intense rhythm. Licking and sucking her tongue. Plunging myself deeper into her moaning mouth. My fingers slowly creeping toward her ass; gently massaging her hole. Her body jerked up in surprise. I continue my assault to keep her busy as I loosened her ass with my middle finger. The tension slowly increasing as she knew my intent. Making the process easier by sliding my finger in her already wet pussy. And once again working on her rear. Her moans turned breathy leaning her head onto my shoulder as I play with her ass.

"Shhh... Shhh... It's okay... You're doing so good for me... Mhm... It's going to hurt a little, but I'll go slow... That's it... Relax... Such a good girl... Look at that... Taking it so well... Does it feel good? Yeah? Can you take another finger? If it hurts too much... You can bite down, alright? There we go... s-slowly... I'm right here, sweetie... It's okay just breathe... Why don't you lay down for me okay?"

Pulling her ass up into the air as I continually pump my fingers into her slutty hole. Spitting and slapping it. Biding my time. Prepping her for my swollen cock. Unholy sounds emanating from my bedroom. It gave me a certain high. Watching her give herself up for me. Rewarding her patience by running my thumb across her clit; sending shockwaves of pleasure I assault both her princess parts. When it was time, I pulled her over placing her onto my lap.

"You know what to do, princess... It's okay take your time... Slowly lower yourself for me... Fuck me... You're so tight... Almost there... Mhm... I won't move I promise... There's no need to cry... I know it hurts... It's over now... As I promised, I'll let you cum... There we go... Does that feel good? Hm? Me rubbing your clit like that?"

Passing the time by making her cum. A literal wave of pleasure soon flooding my lap staining me and my sheets. A smirk painted across my face as she jerked and twitched on my lap. I couldn't quite tell whether she was covering her face due to embarrassment or taking another whiff of my jacket. I wondered.

"Enjoying yourself? Here... Take it... It's my underwear from today... What? You like my scent, don't you? Here... Don't be shy... You look goofy as fuck with my underwear on your face... I'm sorry I'm sorry... Wait... Are you... actually enjoying this? You are, aren't you? I didn't think you could get any wetter but my scent does the trick, huh? God, you're disgusting..."

Pushing her down into the bed; grabbing my underwear to shove into her mouth. After all, we wouldn't want the neighbors hearing her scream as I fuck her ass. Tears ran down her face as I rammed into her. Her spirit slowly breaking with each thrust. I was nearing my climax until I slipped out. You wouldn't believe the little slut pulling her ass pussy apart to invite me in once again. Fucking relentlessly into the ass I trained. My personal anal slut. My mind went feral seeing my cum leak out of her. I used her over and over and over. Making sure to send a little wedding gift home to her boyfriend.

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After the incident, she never really talked to me or called me. I guess it's a good thing. If she we ever in my vicinity, the scent of strawberries would probably get hard again. It's troubling enough trying to hide that in public. On my way home, thoughts of her lingered in my head. I was surprised to see her waiting outside my house. She looked a bit antsy or well, scared, as if she's seen a ghost.

"You... okay? Woah woah... It's okay... It's just me... What's up? Can you take a deep breath? I'm not going to fuck in the middle of the streets... What do you want? Your fiance... wants to have a gathering? And he invited me? What a nice guy... I'm starting to feel a little bad... Okay okay, that joke was in poor taste... You know what? You tell him... I'll even host it... Tomorrow... 6 PM to whatever time he wants... You guys can even crash at my place for the night... Alright... See you then..."

I kind of regret saying I'll host everything, but it'll be worth it in the end. I greeted our close friends and even met a couple of new people. By the time it was about to start, there they were the soon-to-married couple. It brought an ick to my stomach. But even then, I played the role of the host. Tending to people's needs. Even if I was busy, my eyes would always find its way back to her. Slowly one after the other people started leaving the party as the clock reached midnight. The fiance was already 8 drinks in and knocking down shot after shot. Luckily enough, I could handle my own when it comes to drinking. It pissed me off seeing him get mad at her for ruining his buzz. I held the temptation of cracking my mug over his head. She sat quietly as the two of us drank. His consciousness slowly fading away. I was tipsy, but not enough to knock me out.

"He's kind of lightweight, don't you think? Okay, I may have given him a drink or two... but I didn't make him guzzle it down... So... You gonna babysit him all night or do you wanna make out in my room?

She was reluctant. But trailed behind me as I gently guided her hand. As soon as the doors closed, I pulled her into me and leaned in for a kiss. This was what I was looking for. There was no hate or doubt. She wanted this as much as me. A kiss as sweet as she was. Not caring for her fiance or for the consequences of getting caught. Just appreciating each other's existence. She falls to her knees; kissing the tip whilst maintaining eye contact. The tip of my cock gently pressed against her lips. Guiding it slowly into her. Watching it disappear from sight. A perfect little mouth pussy to fuck to my heart's content. She quickly got up placing herself comfortably on my bed. Bring her ass up to the air as she's done before. Wriggling it and teasing me as she spreads her pussy apart. A devious little girl. To my surprise, she came prepared. Plugged and wet. Waiting for my cock. And who am I to keep a lady waiting?

"Oh? Well, look at you... Fuck me... Wet already? What? Don't tell me you were waiting for something like this to happen... Such a bad girl... Moaning already... It's just a couple of fingers... Whimper and cry all you want... But you've been dying for me to use this hole, huh? That's why you went ahead and plugged yourself? How sly... Alright... For your wedding gift, I'll fill you to the brim, yeah? Aw, what's wrong? That's just the tip, sweetheart... Any louder you'll wake your hubby up... Unless... that's what you want... You know what? That's a good idea... Why don't we show hubby how much of a fun time we're having without him, yeah?"

Carrying her off to the couch where we first left the husband. Still knocked out cold from the drinks. Moans filling the room. Wet and desperate as she hops carelessly on my cock. Moving her hips in a way that's only meant for her husband. An unholy communion of lustful souls. Load after load. Fucking it deeper and deeper into her without a care. She slowly loses her vigor; resting her poor head on my shoulder. Addicted to my scent. Her hips not giving in just yet for a couple more pleasurable strokes. A few shared kisses. The taste of strawberries lingers on my lips.

A grumble and a mumble as the fiance wakes up from his drunken nap. We've already cleaned up long before he was awake. She probed worryingly about his condition only to be met with a nasty reply. Lifting him by his collar I met his attitude with a punch to the face. I'm not one for violence, but if this was her way of treating her I'd gladly steal her away.

"If you ever hurt her... I'll make sure to cut your hands and legs off... Is that understood? Get the fuck outta here..."

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The wedding never did happen. I was a bit of a home wrecker but anything to keep her safe. I haven't seen her much since then. It's just been school and work. As I entered my house, I found hands coiled around my neck pulling me into a kiss. She still has a habit of sneaking into my house.

Did I mention I didn't see her much? Woops. I just meant she went to deal with the remnants of her ruined engagement. But I've never seen her happier hogging all my jackets. I could happily tell you, that I can freely enjoy the taste of strawberries whenever I please from now on.

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With love and lust,

Honey

[angel-of-the-moons]

I’d love to request a sibling/roommates fic with Pavi Hobie and the reader if it’s not too much trouble! All 3 of them are so sibling coded. We all decide “fuck it the rent’s cheaper if it’s three of us LET’S BE ROOMMATES”. Some people think ‘oh that apartment’s gonna be trashed’, nope. We all have our respective chores and have a schedule on who takes the trash out. We love spending time at bedtime doing our own skincare routines and brushing our teeth together (callout for people that say that Hobie doesn’t bathe, that man is one of the CLEANEST fuckers out there). Definitely doesn’t stop the occasional argument of “WHO ATE MY LEFTOVER PIZZA?!” “WHO ATE MY LEFTOVER PALAK PANEER?!” “WHO ATE MY FUCKING LAST SCOTCH EGG?!”

Bugs In A Rug!

Platonic! Hobie Brown x Pavitr Prabhakar x Reader

TW/CW: None!

A/N: Sweetheart I am so sorry this has been backed up for so long, I plan on eating through some of my asks (again) So I can open them up. The ones I don't vibe with might get yeeted (I love you all as well as every request that comes in, but some stuff my brain just can't write! 😭)

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People said the three of you would make poor roommates. That your apartment would be chaotic, messy, and loud just because you were all young and close in age, and rowdy when the three of you goofed off.

Oh, they were wrong in their assumptions. Many looked at you and Pavitr and automatically suggested Hobie would make a mess of your apartment. Oh, no. They were so wrong.

You and Pavitr tended to be forgetful, sometimes leaving little messes in your wake that Hobie would either clean up himself, or flick a dish rag at the both of you until the mess was done with.

Oh, and the food situation. You all shared grocery funds; a sound suggestion that worked out well for your wallets. However... Then came the inevitable "who ate my snack?!" debacle. Pavitr in particular was very protective of his masala cashews--to the point he would actively count each little cashew and write the number on the bag.

A tad excessive, but his determination ratted you out as his "cashew thief".

Almost like how you found out it was Hobie stealing your frozen dinners, and how it was Pavitr stealing some of his jaffa cakes.

Right now, however was a simple, casual day. Hobie had spent the past two hours playing his guitar in his room (soundproofed, thankfully) and you and Pavitr were in your usual hamster pile on the couch, waiting for Hobie to join the two of you for your little communal movie night.

"Hooobieeeeee!" Pavitr said loudly, laying backwards over your side as you scrolled through your phone. "C'moooooooon! We're getting booooooored!"

"Oi, gimme a minute, you twerp!" Hobie called out from his room.

You snicker and wiggle around, purposefully messing with Pavitr's balance as he was draped across you like a lazy cat.

"Hey! Quit it! You're the pillow!" Pavitr laughed, rolling over to pinch your cheeks from behind.

"Nah, you're jush a heavy brat!" You giggle, finally turning your phone screen off as you roll over to try and start to wrestle with him.

Hobie comes out right as you have Pavitr's wrist held in your mouth, and he had your leg in an arm-lock.

Hobie, despite his usual punk aesthetic, was wearing a soft knit jumper that seemed a tad too long--even for his long, lanky frame--some loose sweat pants, and a pink and purple silk bonnet that contained his usually untamed mass of wicks.

He put his hands on his hips and frowned at you two. "Now who's actin' like a couple a' brats? Oh, wait, nevermind, it's always you."

"Hey! You're not funny!" You say, you and Pavitr releasing each other as you begin to reassemble your pile of pillows, blankets, and cushions.

"Oh, please, I'm hilarious." Hobie smirked, flipping you the bird (which you responded with both your middle fingers in return) as he walked into the kitchenette to prep the popcorn and pour out the sweet snacks for your movie binge.

Pavitr laid on his pelly and kicked his feet as he watched Hobie get ready. "Aww! You look so cute today!"

"Do not call me that!" Hobie warned, wagging a finger at him over his shoulder.

"But you do!" You giggle, waggling your eyebrows.

Hobie smacks the bag of popcorn into the microwave and glares at the two of you. "Hey, you two like to keep the damn place as cold as an ice box! I have to dress all warm just to live, you damn penguins!"

"Lizard." You and Pavitr both say without missing a beat. And immediately after you and Pavitr high-five and joke about one owing a pop to the other. Hobie just scoffed loudly and took the bag of popcorn from the microwave, shaking the bag up a bit so the butter spreads, and grabs the bottle of "movie theater butter" the three of you were so fond of.

You and Pavitr turn to the TV and you snatch up the remote, scrolling through films to watch.

"Whatcha thinking about?" Pavitr asked innocoently.

"There's this one movie--the dude in it sounds just like Miguel, I swear!" You say, signing in to your streaming profile to find said movie.

"Ugh," Hobie groans, plopping down onto the ground next to you and your tanned, golden-retriever of a friend. "If he acts like him, I just know the movie is gonna suck."

"No, no, no!" You refute. "He's actually funny and like, he's a pilot or something."

"Fine, fine." He sighed with a lazy smirk, holding the popcorn bucket out to Pavitr for him to grab a handful of the crunchy, popped treat. You meanwhile snagged one of the lemon drop creme cookies he'd set down in between all of you as the movie's opening credits begin to crawl.

It was your first time ever watching this "Star Wars" stuff.

[gabriel-xander]

Don't Forget

[Sans x Female!Reader]

31: Would I Fuck Myself? No, My Self-Loathing is Too Strong

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You tuck in your lips to stop smiling too much, though you are failing miserably. Lo and behold and in the flesh (Flesh? Bones?) was a familiar-looking skeleton.

He seems to have a white t-shirt underneath this grey half-plate armor and blue seams to the shoulder pads. A cobalt-colored scarf wrapped loosely and stylishly around his neck, trailing behind him in an improvised cape. His dark blue pants are tucked into his blue boots, the boots being the same color as his scarf.

His wide, accomplished grin is so round and vaguely heart-shaped. His eyes are beautiful you think–round, cyan saucer fucking eyes with stars designs in them. He looks so much like the Sans on top of you if only rounder with his features, and with a belly that you assume is made with magic and crap???

This is him, this is UnderSwap Sans.

He’s so…

HE’S SO CUTE!!

Your Sans is looking at his other version with a grimace. He doesn’t look so happy about seeing himself wearing a cute armor get-up.

“ah… h-hey, buddy,” Sans stutters, slipping his hold and jerking closer to you, ��guh–sorry. hey, do you mind letting us down?”

This would be the perfect time to give your man even more stress.

You lean up and give Sans a small peck on the cheek, rubbing your cheek against his immediately after.

“We don’t spend enough quality time together.” You whisper cheekily.

“oh please not now, [y/n].” He whispers back, already tired and defeated.

Sans looks back down at his mirror self, trying to distance himself from you so he’s not laying on you completely. “buddy? hey? let us down, please?”

UnderSwap Sans (Swap-Sans for “short”) gives you both an incredulous look. Unlike Sans, he’s much more willing to drop his smile to express himself. Though his mouth still doesn’t open to talk, the outer edges around his teeth move? It’s so fucking weird it’s like you’re watching a cartoon.

“WHAT? AND RUIN MY CHANCES OF CAPTURING A HUMAN? THIS IS THE FIRST ONE I’VE MET, THERE’S NO WAY I’LL GIVE THAT UP.”

Jesus, it will never not freak you out that you’re able to understand he’s still speaking in Comic Sans but in all caps without yelling. His voice is the same tone as Sans just less lazy and more enthusiastic. You know, like he’s putting his whole Sanussy into it.

You give him the corporate smile, the one that says: “I think you’re irrational, but I can’t afford to get fired so I’m going to pretend I’m listening to what you’re saying when really I couldn’t give less of a shit.”

You know the one.

“Hey, man. How ‘bout I give my word–nay, I promise that I won’t run away if you get us down.”

Swap-Sans rolls his eyes, “OH, PLEASE. HOW DUMB DO YOU THINK I AM?”

“You really want me to answer that?-”

“-okay! okay! enough!” Sans quickly interrupts.

That was a good save, honestly. You have nothing against poor Swap-Sans, but you couldn’t pass up the opportunity to be so sassy. Swap-Sans gives you the side eye, the silence stretching out for a moment.

With a slight frown, you whisper quietly, “Sans! Do something!”

Your Sans looks at you for a second to think. Luckily for you both, he is a quick thinker.

“look, you got us, alright? but we’re not bad people, and she isn’t a bad human. just let us down from here and we can talk.”

Finally, the other skeleton shrugs, “SIGH. FINE.”

Swap-Sans snaps his fingers in the air and drags that same hand downward. As he does that, a broken, jagged bone appears with a cyan outline. He catches it before it can fall, chucking it in a direction past you. You hear a rope snap–

“WAHH–ACK!!”

“ugh!!”

The net drops you both instantly, Sans falling on top of you and his knee accidentally digs into your inner right thigh. You try repeating in your mind that you prefer it this way instead of hurting Sans with his squishy ass 1HP. The Comic (Your Comic Sans) scrambles off you, dragging you to sit up while simultaneously checking you for injuries.

“crap–are you okay?” He asks you again.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. How about you?” You dust off the snow from his shoulders, thankful that his gloves are still on you to buffer you from the snow.

“peachy all thanks to you. you make a great body pillow. literally.”

“Ooh, okay smooth talker.”

The whole time you two are yapping and helping each other up, Swap-Sans has been staring down Sans. You guys try to ignore it, but it’s not like there was anything else you could distract yourself with.

You step slightly ahead of Sans, crossing your arms over your chest. “You know, this could’ve been super dangerous!”

“WHAT DO YOU-”

“-What if we were some monsters just minding our own business, and we got trapped but you weren’t conveniently here in time to let us go? What if you have forgotten about this trap and a monster was stuck in that for days? You need to think twice about pulling risky stunts like that!”

As you’re chastising him, Swap-Sans kicks his foot to and fro in the snow. His hands are behind his back and he hangs his head in shame.

How embarrassing, getting scolded by a human like this. He can’t even say anything because as much as he hates to admit it, you’re very right. The only reason he caught you and Sans so fast was because he JUST finished setting up that trap.

Dang…

Sans, meanwhile, is quite impressed.

“Now,” You put your hands on your hips, “Congratulations, you’ve captured a human. AKA, me. BUT! Hear me out. What if… We became best friends instead?”

Sans is looking at you with confusion.

Swap-Sans is also looking at you with confusion.

“I know I sound crazy, but let me cook. I’d like to consider myself a decent human, but how would you–” You gesture to the skeleton in the scarf, “–ever know that if you immediately turn me in? What if! You and I legit became the best-est of friends, but you would never know that if you don’t give me a chance!”

Swap-Sans deadpans, “IS THIS JUST SO I DON’T TURN YOU IN TO THE CAPTAIN OF THE ROYAL GUARD?”

Confidently, you answer: “Yes.”

“…”

“…”

“…”

“anyway,” Sans awkwardly starts, trying to salvage this situation, “we’re not looking for trouble. the truth is, we’re on a mission to find something, and once we do, you’ll never see us again.”

Damn, this is not going very well for you guys right now. That kind of sucks because it doesn't have to be this complicated. Sans made it very clear you can’t let these people know you’re from an AU but it's not looking good for you so far. You’re afraid you might have to out yourselves if this keeps going.

You zone back into the conversation, unsure if you regret it immediately or not. They’re already going back and forth with each other how no, Sans isn’t an evil clone, but he’s also not going to share where he’s from. Swap-Sans is retaliating with something along the lines of: “THAT’S HOW I KNOW YOU’RE EVIL BECAUSE I’M GOOD AND I WOULD NEVER LIE.”

Sans is barely holding it in.

This is pretty funny, but you should probably jump in now before Sans loses it.

Hm. You wonder if a magical skeleton can have an aneurysm.

“You know what I can’t stop thinking about since you’ve said it?” You make a thinking pose since you like looking and feeling sophisticated. “I can’t be the first human you’ve ever met, there’s no way. How did you know I was human if you never met one, to begin with?”

Swap-Sans tense up with wide eyes, caught red-fucking-handed with his pants down and his cock out.

Sorry.

Anyway, Sans also realizes his counterpart’s mistake. If Swap-Sans has taken Papyrus’ role in this AU, then there’s no way he should know what humans look like just like the original Papyrus. Papyrus only knew when you first met because Sans told him about you beforehand.

So strictly speaking…

Swap-Sans sighs dramatically, rolling his eyes, “OKAY, FINE. I ADMIT–YES, THERE IS A HUMAN CHILD HERE IN THE UNDERGROUND.”

Shit, so Frisk–Wait, no. Chara is here already! You wonder where exactly you are in the timeline, and what run this is. That leaves you curious about the Frisk in your AU, and where the hell they are.

“BUT COMPARED TO THEM, YOU’RE SO…” Swap-Sans makes a “big” motion vertically as if measuring your height,  “YOU KNOW? SO I THOUGHT, SURELY YOU MUST BE A BAD HUMAN… RIGHT? I MEAN, CAPTAIN ALPHYS SAID ALL HUMANS ARE EVIL, BUT THAT LITTLE ONE WAS NOT. SO BY PROCESS OF ELIMINATION, THAT MEANS THE BIGGER HUMANS ARE.”

Well…

You think of your past and the fucked up shit you used to do before meeting Kōrenki, and are unable to say anything to defend yourself. You’re not that way anymore and you’ve fought hard to be the person you are now.

But your LV is 10 despite everything.

Your Level of Violence, your will, and your capacity to bring yourself to hurt others.

It’s a 10.

Isn’t that the LV Frisk has in the No Mercy run by the time they fight Undyne? Of course that’s including their ExP. But you are at a 10 without any of that. You are… what? Naturally a violent human? Is that who you are?

Maybe Swap-Sans is right-

“nah, nah. you got it all wrong,” Sans waves a hand dismissively, “she’s one of the coolest humans i’ve ever met. seriously, you’ll never meet anyone like her.”

You smile at him appreciatively, though taken aback to find he’s already looking at you (again) with that dreamy gaze of his like you’re the Sun. Ugh, so sweet yet so much pressure and responsibility to be the one who someone depends on for happiness.

Swap-Sans doesn’t pick that up though, mainly focusing on what Sans’ words mean for you. He doesn’t dwell on this for long though, have coming to a conclusion rather quickly.

“HMM… HOW ABOUT THIS,” Swap-Sans puts his hands on his sassy hips, “YOU TWO COME WITH ME FOR NOW AND STAY IN OUR CAPTURE ZONE WHILE I CALL THE HUMAN OVER. IF THE HUMAN CONFIRMS YOU’RE A GOOD HUMAN, THEN I’LL BELIEVE YOU AND LET YOU GO.”

“Yes, that’s perfect,” You agree immediately with a smile.

You give Sans a look, hoping he’ll understand to just go with it. Considering his ability to read expressions is still as amazing as ever, he relaxes and nods with an easy smile.

“THEN IT IS AGREED,” Swap-Sans holds his hands out, “NOW, GIVE ME YOUR HANDS. I MUST RESTRAIN YOU SO YOU DON’T GET INTO ANY FUNNY BUSINESS.”

Sans steps forward with a strained look, “uh, you don’t need to do that. ‘sides, this girl is really strong. she’ll just break free anyway.”

You put your hand on your chest, “Aw, you remembered my sleeper-build.”

“how can i forget when you picked up the entire couch by yourself the other day to vacuum? you carried it too for a solid minute without breaking a sweat.”

“You were taking too long to help.”

“i literally asked for 30 seconds to put on my shoes.”

“30 seconds is a long time in my cleaning schedule, bone boy.”

“ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT.” Swap-Sans interrupts with another eye-roll but a poorly hidden smile from amusement, “SO NO RESTRAINTS FOR THE HUMAN. THEN YOU MUST WALK RIGHT BESIDE ME.”

You shrug with a smile, “Sounds good to me. Lead the way, bone boy number 2.”

Swap-Sans huffs and starts walking. You follow quickly after with growing amusement, looking back to make sure Sans doesn’t try ditching you. You exchange looks for a moment; he doesn’t seem super pleased with the situation at hand, but you are enjoying every fucking second of this.

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[sleepyycapybara]

Guys PT 1 is on my other account @peanutpermit read it before this one it has everything, like warnings, and well PT 1

Extra warning for this chapter

Literally like 2 swear words

Pt2❤❤

Annabeth pov

And he collapsed

I saw his eyes close, he wasn't breathing.

I was already crawling towards him, then I saw Artemis limping to us before I passed out.

I woke up 3 days later in the CHB infirmary with Percy in a bed next to me. Will Solace, and Grover are in the room whispering I don't think they see me yet.

I try to stretch my shoulders, its a routine every morning when I wake up.

"AHHHH, FUCKK!" I yell out in pain

What the freak had I been lifting my whole body is in excruciating pain after I moved even a touch.

"Annabeth are you okay?" Grover was right by my side now along with Will

"Yeah it just feels like I lifted 27 semi-trucks yesterday, without a break!" I grumble "My whole body hurts!"

"Annabeth do you not remember?" Will Solace whispered "You held up the sky..Your lucky you weren't Percy."

My eyes snap close as I remember holding the sky but I still can't remember anything else, until...OH NO, PERCY

My eyes snap open again with me screaming "PERCY!" I practically snap my head over to Percy.

"Annabeth did the memory shot work?" Will asked

"I REMEMBER EVERYTHING!"

"Can you tell us what happened to Percy? Artemis told us that he passed out after screaming something but she hit her head and that's all she remembered with Percy after she woke up."

"Before Artemis got us back to camp, Percy, he, he..." I had to tell them but the words wouldn't come out

I started hyperventilating

"Okay why don't you just rest for now Annabeth."

I try too sleep but I can't stop crying, I keep thinking about what happened, and how he fought for me...

I soon drift off to sleep

10 days later Percy just woke up

Percys pov

I wake up and without even moving I feel pain shooting through my whole body with out thinking I-

"AHHHH, FUCKK." -yelled that

I feel the whole sky's weight on me again crushing me but when I look up there is nothing on me

I see people rush in after hearing me yell and lets see here,

Will,

Grover,

And Annabeth!!

Im so glad she's safe. (aww I love dorky lovey seaweed brain❤❤)

while im laying down I feel my eye twitch again

"Oh my GODS if this eye doesn't stop twitching im going make Zeus carry the sky!" I ment it to be funny but with all the pain I felt in my eye, it came out with a sob.

Only one of my eyes though, the twitching one

"Oh, hey Wise Girl, why do you have a gray streak in your hair and I don't? I mean don't I get a cool souvenir from holding the sky?"

My eye is now only tricking tears now

Everybody except Annabeth had their jaw on the floor

"Did she not tell you? I literally killed Atlas with the sky on my shoulders, and standing up."

Nobody moved

"Umm that's why I'm in severe pain? And can't move?"

Will was the first to snap out of it

"H-how are you not...d-dead? Even gods can't hold the sky up standing, they would die of pressure."

"I don't know but can somebody give me some ambrosia? I kinda am, in, pain?like a lot? Oh wait, nvm im hooked up to this nector."

The tube went into my arm because I couldn't drink it in my small coma

I stopped everything moving, talking, thinking, and functioning.

My eyes widen everybody crowds around me, Annabeth looking into my twitching eye.

Annabeth's pov

I look into Percy's eye to see gray spreading from the top to bottom after like 20 seconds his whole eye is gray

Tbh I have no motivation left for this story so im not gonna write a pt.3 sorry?

Umm if you see any mistakes no you didn't 👀

Lazy bc I made this at 1:37 and ended at 1:54 A.M all just get the creative thoughts late at night/early in the morning

Gn my aquatic animals!🐳🐬🐟🐡🐙🦀🐠

[ryxiez]

༺ Sunset City ༻

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Genera ➛ fluffy fluff + established relationship

Pairing ➛ Taehyun x gn!reader, (idol or not isn’t specified)

Word Count ➛ 1k

Warnings ➛ nicknames (baby, babe), mention of eating and feeling full, feeling really tired

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Today was arguably the best day you've ever had, in at least a while.

Taehyun and you went out to the downtown city really early in the morning. There was nothing you hated more than people rushing around in traffic.

This outgoing just happened to be your your second date, your first one being a romantic dinner. Don't get it wrong, that dinner was amazing too, but it was classic. He set it up all by himself at his own home a little more than a two weeks ago and it went perfectly.

Today, however, was something different compared to the norm.

You two spent the day traveling around to different food venders in the city trying various kinds of snacks, meals, and drinks from various different countries and cultures.

Taehyun insisted he pay for everything, but you managed to convince him to at least let you pay for dessert. You couldn't let him spend his whole salary on you in one day.

Now the sun was setting behind the horizon, a nice pinkish color decorated the fluffy white clouds. Your hand held Taehyun's as you finally made your way to your apartment, both of your stomachs full.

Your own fingers playing with the few rings that decorated his own, one of them you bought for him yesterday. It was simple sterling silver, but on the inside was your names engraved together. You would be lying if you said you didn't see the tears in his eyes.

He looked up at the sky for a moment to breathe in the fresh air and admire the beautiful sight in front of him, other than you of course. But in contrast to his, your own eyes started to feel heavy and you could barely hold them open.

You yawned while you slowly blinked a few times, trying to keep yourself from crashing down. The drowsiness seemed to hit you like a bus as your steps became slightly staggered and slow.

Of course Taehyun took notice of the sudden pace change, "y/n? What's wrong?" He asked, taking his worried eyes off the sky and focused them on you once again.

It took you a moment to process what he actually said you were too busy focusing on your tired feet as well, "Hmm?... Oh it's nothing. But how many more minutes do you think we have?"

Taehyun stoped walking all together. You were confused at first until he started to tease you,

"Awww, is my baby getting tired?" He cooed in a sarcastic voice.

You broke your hand away from his, but you were too lazy to fight his words with your own. "Yeah, I guess I am... Plus these shoes are lacking any support, it's starting to hurt a lot."

After your tiny tangent, you crossed your arms for a little warmth, the evening breeze also suddenly getting to you.

Taehyun however, stood there with his big eyes wide eyes. He didn't think you were actually tired, he was just messing around still feeling like he could stay up for the rest of the night. He expected you to feel the same because of the amount of coffee and caffeinated tea the both of you tried throughout the day, but that wasn't actually the case.

He took a step closer to you, "I'm sorry baby, I was only teasing. I didn't actually think you were actually tried. We just drank so much caffeine I thought we would both be up all night." He apologized as he started to take his jacket off.

"It's fine babe, I know when your only joking... Wait what are you doing?"

"Giving you my jacket, duh. You look cold too. Are you not?" He said with a small smirk tugging at the edge of his lips. He knew he was right.

Throwing the jacket over your shoulders, he helped your arms into the big sleeves. Finishing the romantic gesture with a soft kiss to your forehead.

You held the jacket collar close to your face, taking in his sent that lingered on the clothing. You also liked how it was still warm from his own body heat.

"Come on, hop on." He said with a smile while he turned around and bent his knees a little.

"W- what are you doing?" You asked him, eyes looking at the pedestrians around to see if anyone noticed Terry making a fool of himself. However, none of them seem to pay attention either of you. Massive relief on your end.

"Hurry up and get on my back, I don't have all day darling." Taehyun teased yet again with a wink.

"Oh- okay, I'm hurrying. Jeez." You shoot back gently, placing your hands

Placing your hands on his shoulders, you hoisted herself up With the last of your strength for the day. He of course picked you up with ease, his arms circling under your legs, and started walking back home right away.

He doesn't basically live at the gym everyday for that strength to NOT be put to use.

You sighed contentedly with your arms lazily draped over his broad shoulders and your face buried into the crook of his neck.

"Better?" He asked quietly.

Your nose tickling his neck perfectly made him fell all soft inside. Just knowing that you felt comfortable and trusted him enough meant everything.

"Much better. Thank you Hyunnie ." You mumbled, nuzzling even further into his skin. (If that was even possible at this point)

He smiled at the adorable nickname, "Anything for you my love."

Your heart never felt more at peace as your body gave way to the demanding sleep. Finally laying your eyes to rest.

"I love you." He whispered under his breath, not caring if you actually heard him or not.

Deep down inside he just needed to get those three words off his chest and say them out loud. He couldn't be happier as his eyes caught sight of the pink sky's once again. Taehyun wished he could stay in this moment forever.

[caseylicious]

Hey! I have no clue if youre taking requests or not but. i love your writing and I was wondering If we could get a ROTTMNT Donnie x Reader who has hanahaki? It can be as angsty or as fluffy as you want it to be! i love your writing!! and I cant wait to read more!🐢✨

The One.

Summary: How does Donnie react to the reader with hanahaki?

Character: Donnie.

Reader: GENDER NEUTRAL

Relationship: CRUSH

Warnings: Mentions of puke/vomit, Development of depression(?), Negative comments towards oneself, Death.

A/N: I am so sorry for the long wait dearest. Hanahaki.. a disease that I find so beautiful yet so tragic. My favorites of everything. Though if we were to think realistically? I'm sure half of our generation's population would perish to such a thing. Also, I'd like for you as the reader to choose your own flower which you sadly cough out. Since I'm unsure to what flowers represents unrequited love and heartbreak. So sorry if it isn't long enough </3 sorry if the plot is kinda wacky, especially with the ending,, sorry if it seems lazy </3 Now wondering if people still read this stuff. Now with that out of the way, please as always do enjoy.

As always! Please, Enjoy 💐

[ If you have any constructive criticism or corrections for any of my English do let me know! :) ]

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Hanahaki Disease is a fictional disease where someone begins coughing up flower petals because they have unrequited feelings for someone. The flowers can grow in the stomach, lungs, or heart, though it is traditionally in the lungs. Hanahaki Disease is a painful, slow disease that often develops over months, if not years, and begins with coughing up a few petals, and grows in intensity and pain until the victim is coughing up entire flowers, at which point the disease has reached its final stages. If not treated, the disease is fatal.

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You've had a crush on Donnie for long time. It honestly.. was quite shocking when you found yourself falling for a turtle out of all things, but hey. We don't judge here. April introduced you to the brothers and wow. It's not everyday you can tell someone "I'm going to go hang out with four giant turtles! Later!" It was a strange thought, Donatello? What about him was so interesting for you to feel like this? but you chose to embrace this warmth.

Recently, Donnie has been working on something big. Or at least, that's what he claims his amazing project to be. Nobody had any idea what it possibly could've been due to either disinterest or for how secrecy about this operation. Only you knew about it, which made you feel special.

"Y/N, I need your opinion on my excellence." Donnie spoke aloud for you to hear, snapping you out of your trance. You were on top of one of the spare chairs in his little laboratory. Which in your opinion was the most calmest out of places. The other brothers were just.. too much. No offense to them, just.. sometimes it was too much for you to handle. You could let yourself relax in this purple tinted room. You glanced from your hands then to the purple-coded mutant. "H.. huh? What?" Quickly taking notice of your lack of focus, he smirks. As a iron claw from his shell reaches out to pull your spinny-chair closer to him. "I just need your opinion on something. Nothing too big, could you do that?" You nodded, giving him a little smirk. "Is this about your spectacular project Don?" He rolled his eyes, "Of course it is Y/N. This has to be my biggest project yet." "Even bigger than Shelldon?" You nudged his shoulder gently as he was rummaging for what he wanted to show you. "Well.. obviously not, but it's up there." He then turned toward your direction as he pulled out two metallic boxes. One in a dark magenta and one in his brand of purple. One of them was more shinier, due to the hue. However the other seemed more aesthetically pleasing. With carved pictures of lavender on the cover. What did Donnie want to ask? "Which box looks better? The Magenta one or.. the purple one?"

You tilted your head a little, "This is your big project?" "I can kick you out of my lab y'know." You chuckled, mumbling a short apology before looking between the two.. thinking just for a second or two before pointing at the purple one. "That one. That's definitely the one." Donnie snickered quietly, rolled his eyes placing the boxes away. "Alright then, the purple one. Why that one necessarily? Why is that one.. The One?" He watched as you stretched and adjusted to put one leg on top of the other. He opened his mouth about to say something, assumedly to catch your attention, before you interrupted him. "Well.. purple is your color. It's special. It represents royalty, nobility, luxury, and power! Almost everything you are..." .. "But.. well y'know, because I like flowers.." For a moment there was silence, before he smiled out of satisfaction. His smile in a way made your chest feel warm... "Well, I'm flattered you feel that way. And yes, of course I'm luxurious in my craft. My creations powerful and mighty as I design them to be..." He leaned a little closer to you unknowingly. You felt your cheeks feel warm as you quickly looked between him and the floor. "Can I at least know what's this whole project is about?" He shrugged, "Wish I could, but I have to wait for the right time to take action..." You watched as he trailed off. Your hand slowly grabbed ahold of a simple wooden pencil, tapping the metal table one. "Don? What's up?"

His eyes trailed up, to make eye contact with you. ".. If I were to give this to somebody, what color do you think they'd like?" You blinked quietly, looking up at him "Well.. it really depends on the person..." He chuckled for a moment, glancing away from you. Bringing up a hand to scratch the back of his neck. "Well that's why I a-" He was quickly interrupted with Leo running throughout his room, "Don- Say- what do I do if I somehow broke.. shelldon?" ... "Again-?" Donnie quickly got up frantically, "How did you manage to break him again?!" "More or so malfunction- Not my fault-!!" "Leo!!" And off he went, running out of his lab to go fix his creation with Leo. You were left by yourself, as you quickly shoved your head into your hands. Why did you word your reason like that..?! God, that was so embarrassing. You bit the inside of your cheek suffering for a couple of minutes. Before the thought appeared in your head, ... What was he going to say?

That was only a couple months ago, you decided to ignore it. But it just kept bothering you... alongside the burning flame inside of you for one person, Donnie. What started as a small thought then slowly developed into something bigger throughout your mind; almost like wildfire. Your feelings somehow just came at once when you were around him. When you felt his fingers rub against yours when he reached for his toolbox, when he spoke to you, when he gave you the littlest of attention, his smile. The thought of Donnie alone danced through your mind, a duet just for the both of you.. oh how sweet that was...

That was until you've noticed how he acted around April. At first you ignored it, April and Donnie were strictly friends. If not at least platonic... right? You weren't insecure of yourself that much. You felt that you and Donnie were at a good point in your friendship to consider the both of you as close. But watching them laugh together made you upset. This was normal, there was no need for you to feel like this... but April was closer to him more than you were with Donnie, you don't really know how they met. They could've known each other since they were kids, they could've been secretly together without you knowing- now that was just foolish.

At first when you saw April around Donnie, you felt a small nab at your gut. At first it was simple jealousy. The jealousy you feel when your crush shows more interest in another person. You though that, surely this feeling would pass. It wasn't important, this was something you could most definitely overcome.. but as each week passed, you felt something building up in your gut. Until you saw Donnie showing off that special little box infront of April.. Wasn't that your special secret? Why is he showing her? No- Stop it. They're just friends. That didn't mean anything- your train of thought came to an abrupt stop when you suddenly felt the urge to puke.

You pushed yourself into your bathroom, quickly slamming the door shut. You frantically made your way to the sink, which was alone a whole struggle. Your vision was hazy, you were warm, everything just hurt. The stabbing that once was tolerable became a distraction, which soon became a jab into your throat. You couldn't breathe. Were you choking? You didn't know, you just desperately held onto the sides of the sink and coughed out whatever you could... You already felt like you were fighting for your life. What the hell was stuck in your throat? And finally, something came out. You gasped for a breath of fresh air. You could breathe.. it was only when you looked down you saw something truly horrific. "..O.. oh my god..."

Petals. You stared in horror to the petal and blood mixed vomit in the sink. How? How was this possible? There was no way that actually existed... You went to your local pharmacist to get a diagnosis just to be sure and you were right. You were diagnosed with the Hanahaki disease. They said that you were already so deep in this sickness. The only way to get rid of this disgraceful disease was to have a surgery performed on you, but that would mean to risk losing all your feelings for Donnie. You couldn't possibly do that, you'd rather sit in your own suffering than to forget how you felt for Donnie. So that's what you did. You tried to keep your distance, but April just kept bringing you to the lair. You could've said no, you could've avoided this whole mess together. Yet something inside of you kept telling you to go. Maybe it was the thought of Donnie or to avoid suspicion, you didn't really have a clue what it was. Nonetheless you kept going down, and seeing Donnie. You tried to look okay, but you struggled. Donnie was sure to notice, especially with the fact the pain that was in your lungs soon changed how you acted around them.

You always were somehow able to excuse yourself when it got bad though. It was a simple system of running to the Hamato bathroom when nobody was noticing. You felt ashamed of doing this without nobody knowing.. but what would Donnie think? You had nightmares of him becoming scared of you. You didn't want him to force himself to feel anything just for you to become better. You didn't want to act out on them any of them, but how could you not? You were in pain... Sooner or later this disease would win the fight and destroy you. You feared death, but.. Donnie... You just wanted was best for him. Even if he didn't ask for it, your insecurity clouded your line of thought. It clouded any consideration that maybe April, Donnie, anybody was worried for your mental being. How you felt. But that didn't matter. Soon your sickness took over your ability to move your arms, your legs, it hurt to even get up.

Your dear friend April stood outside your bedroom door. She had a spare key to your house, you just trusted her that much. Before this whole mess you two were inseparable in school... she was a kind girl, determined, perhaps had more in common with Donnie... No wonder he gave her his attention. "Y/N! Ready to go see the guys?" You quickly turned your head to the door, .. right. You were going to go see them. "C- coming..! Just have to put on my.. uhh.. shirt." "Well hurry up, don't want to keep them waiting!" Grabbing the graphic tee, you gulped. There were thorns blistering through your forearm, flowers dangerously close to blooming. You couldn't wear a shirt. You swiftly grabbed a sweatshirt, forcing it on. It stung to even rest properly in it as tears swelled in your eyes as you let out a sniffle. "Y/N? Are you cryng-?" It hurt to do anything... You lip quivered. This was pathetic; embarrassing. You couldn't do anything! April knocked on the side of your door, why was she even here? Was she mocking you? "Y/N, are you oka-" "Why are you even here?! Just leave! Get out-!" You quickly fell to your knees, covering your mouth one hand. As the other held tight to your stomach. You stayed like that for about a minute or so before you heard the door close. Once you've confirmed it was actually closed and locked, you immediately dropped to your knees and coughed out blood. Flower petals dropping from your mouth, mixed with blood. A burning agonizing sting filling your throat as you cried. She was gone. You pushed her away.. over what? Some stupid crush you have on a turtle?

A couple weeks passed as you chose to isolate yourself from the outside world. You just laid in bed, feeling vines grow inside of you. As the vines creeped through your bones. It was agonizing... was this how you were going to die? Laying in bed? Perhaps this was more preferred. Nobody needed to see what you have become. You felt like a monstrosity.. vines and leaves growing through your skin. Mixed-in with blood.. And besides, you were in the comfort of something familiar, your bedroom. God... how pathetic you were. At least Donnie wouldn't have to see you like this.. right?

... April knocked on the side of Donnie's lab door, watching Donnie turn to her. "Yo Don, could I talk to you?" He nodded, turning away from her to focus on his project. Letting her sit in the spare chair as she quickly spoke. "Do you know what's up with Y/N? They've been acting off lately." Donnie came to a pause, slowly glancing towards April. "No, I don't know what's wrong with them. Do you know?" April shook her head with a frown. "Last time I saw them, they seemed upset. I tried to leave them alone for a week.. but I don't know. I'm just worried." as they both sighed. Donnie crossed his arms letting the little claws from his battle shell continue on with his project for him. "I.. see. Have you tried calling them? They usually answer right?" April nodded, pulling out her phone to look at. Scrolling through her contacts before pressing on one with your name. "I've called them recently, they didn't answer. They always answer.." Donnie hummed, soon getting off his chair. "Well.. I have no clue what could possibly be keeping them away from the phone. I could try going out myself to see them. Though I can't guarantee they'll answer me." "Wait, before you go? Take this." She quickly walked over to Donnie, dropping a key into his hands. "It's their keys.. uhm, how do you plan on getting them to talk?" and Donnie sighs, pulling out the same box shown months ago. "I think now would be a good time to show them this." April quickly noticed what it was before nodding firmly, before she watched his battle shell become a jetpack. Flying him out of the sewers and towards your apartment.

You laid in your bed, feeling the moonlight hit your skin. You felt yourself fade away so very slowly. To see Donnie would be a curse.. or would it be a blessing? You didn't really have a clue how you'd feel anymore. It hurts to think about him. You sort of accepted your fate to end like this. Wherever you stepped, there was a loud crunch. Whenever you spoke, there was a tight squeeze around your neck. The petals always became more horrific, covered in blood and bone. You were fine dying like this though. Feeling yourself break down into nothing but flora. You could feel your last breathe coming, god this hurt-

"Y/N! Are you home!"

You heard a loud banging against your window. Your eyes widened in horror begging to any existing force that it wasn't who you thought it was.

"It's Donnie, my brothers and April were worried about you." ... "I was worried about you, can you please come out and talk?"

As you opened your mouth trying to get a word out, you suddenly felt your body burn. This may have been the worst pain you've ever felt throughout your whole illness. You couldn't even say anything, no matter how hard you tried. As your heart ached, the vines and thorns only became tighter. Stabbing into your muscle and popping veins. You choked on your blood and the thorns stabbing into your throat. Donnie panicked when he heard you whimper as he quickly attempted to break through your window. You shut your eyes tightly, wishing for this pain to go away. The last thing you hearing was the window shatter and fall to the floor. Donnie fell to the floor, quickly getting up. Only to be horrified to what he saw. It was your body, flowers bloomed out of your skin. He watched as another flower bloom out of your mouth. "Y/N..? Oh my god-"

He rushed to your side, looking at your pale skin.. He knew immediately what this was. This was Hanahaki, the deadly love disease those who were unfortunate enough suffered from. The realization itself was horrifying, alongside with your dead body. It was unsettling how a few seconds ago, he heard you choke on your blood and whimper, just to only then see your peaceful body. In your bedroom out of all places, you looked like you were asleep. He almost mistaken this to only be a bad dream, but he knew it wasn't. He felt a tear roll down his cheek as his breath stuttered. Donnie gently took out the box he had in his shell. Slowly looking down at it, the purple box had flowers engraved on the sides. A painful match to the flowers wrapped around your body, he slowly opened it as a butterfly flew out. Specifically in your favorite color, watching it glow and fly around before landing on the flower coming out of your mouth. As he fell to his knees, holding onto your frail delicate hand tightly. As he sobbed your name, mourning you. For never being to tell you how he felt. For how he loved you, and how you were The One so dear to his heart.

[paleparearchive]

Hidden Passion

Renoir's initial 4★ story (3/3) ( 1 - 2 - 3 )

Location: dormitory hallway (morning) ; Renoir, Monet, Sisley & Bazille's room | Characters: Renoir, Aoi/MC

Renoir: Why was I so serious… Do you want to know?

Aoi: Of course. You're working so hard. How can I not care?

Renoir: I see… Fufu, It's nice to know that you care. And I'd be more than happy if you could guess the answer. Would you like to reveal my innermost thoughts?

Aoi: (Why a quiz format…)

Hmm, let's see… to exhibit your work in an exhibition?

Renoir: Too bad, you're out of line.

Aoi: Ah, I got it! Because you were inspired by Manet-san, right?

Renoir: I certainly respect Manet-san, but… wrong.

Aoi: Uh, it's wrong? I was so confident…

(If Manet-san isn't the reason, what other reasons could there be?)

Hmmmmmm…

Renoir: Oh look, while you were wondering, we arrived at my room.

Aoi: (I can't believe that Renoir-kun, who is always so lazy, became so serious. I think there's a lot more to it…)

Renoir: Do you really not get it?

Aoi: … I give up. I can't think of anything at all.

Renoir: Fufu, then I'll give you a special hint. You see… I'm trying to be the guy you find attractive.

Aoi: Huh?

Renoir: There are a lot of guys around you. I might be one of them. However… I don't want to be one of many, I want to be the special one. So, I want to move your heart, even if just a little. I wanted to leave a mark on your heart… at least I thought so.

… So, what do you think of this me?

Aoi: What do I think, you say…

(Why is he suddenly saying these things? With such a serious expression on his face…)

(... Ah! I remember we were talking about it yesterday when we were having the tea party. I said my type is hardworking people. Does that mean he's hitting on me to suit my taste…?)

Renoir: I'm serious. I am thinking of you from the bottom of my heart. And I can't lie to my own heart. So… I want to hear how you feel, my lady.

Aoi: Ah… uhm, er… Your serious look is nice, but I think I like the usual loose Renoir-kun better.

Renoir: … Fufu, I see.

Sigh, if it were a normal girl, she would fall for that one… After all, you're not a simple person, my lady.

Aoi: Hahaha… is that so?

Renoir: Yes, I once again realized that it's precisely because you're that kind of young lady that you're so attractive. You're consistent, always looking forward, never giving up no matter what… you're full of charm, my lady.

Aoi: You're exaggerating. There are plenty of people more attractive than me.

Renoir: Fufu, you're not even aware of it. You didn't even flinch a little when I was that close to you… Maybe that's why I want to get a little more serious about it.

… Hey, my lady. I'll definitely steal your heart someday. You just have to be ready for that, okay?

Aoi: Oh god, Renoir-kun… Instead of stealing my heart, for now I'd like your paintings to steal the customers' hearts, okay?

Renoie: Haha, as expected from you, my lady. It seems that even I can't compete with art.

Sorry, I was just kidding before. But still… fufu, it's refreshing to see such a complete loss. I can't believe that you're not thrilled with me at all. But I still enjoy being with you.

Aoi: I also enjoy talking and being with you, Renoir-kun. By the way... Is it true what you said about the paintings you wanted to show me?

Renoir: Yes, that's not a lie. Ah, you said I was inspired by Manet-san earlier… well, you were actually right. The painting that Manet completed before was amazing. It really sparked my creative desire. It's been a long time since I've wanted to paint like that.

Aoi: Could it be, it's all the ones you put here? It's quite a lot…

Renoir: There are Sisley and the others' as well. It seems everyone was inspired by Manet's painting. I think the one who painted the most was Monet. "I'll show ya a picture like Manet-aniki's!"... He was pretty much on fire, you know.

Aoi: Fufu, I can imagine. Monet-kun adores Manet-san so much, doesn't he?

Renoir: Let's see, the one I painted was… here, this one. I'd be happy to hear your honest opinion, okay?

Aoi: Wow…! Such a beautiful picture. It's a lovely picture that really conveys your feelings.

Renoir: Fufu, thank you. Hearing that from you makes me feel more confident. If I get compliments from you, I might be able to become a little more serious about painting.

… So, keep an eye on me until then.

[gigglylover1]

Last update (under the cut): 11.1.2025 1:36 AM

The link to mah DeviantArt account :>

✨ Currently in me inbox: 1️⃣

Requests: 🟥 closed until further notice. Sorry about it. Any new requests will be deleted away and the old requests will be made up for it. :(

QnA: 🟩 you can ask anything to my ocs or even to me :D (you might even get some parts of their backstory!! ★)

Current hyperfixation: Squid Game (hehehehehe >:])

Time zone: GMT +5

Others: analog /

Ok just start with the basics-:

- Name: H (nickname: Starfade)

- Age: this is an ageless minor blog!!

- birthday/birth date: September 30th 20##

- Nationality: Malaysia 🇲🇾<3

- Religion: Islam 🏳️🏴💖

- Sexuality: Straight / Acesexual (I haven't figure out yet but keep it halal)

- ambivert (leaning introvert)

- ABSOLUTELY SHY-

★ When I wake up(my home): PST 6:00 PM

★ When it is midnight (my home): PST 11:00 AM

I am a minor here so any no-no things popping up here or anywhere, I get ✨traumatized✨.

Usually all my art is in DeviantArt, crazy but seriously everything in it is sfw.

Also- I am born as a Malaysian but English is my first language- so Malay basically is not even my main language- atleast I barely passed my Malay classes-

Here are the things I luv <3 :

- Tickling (sfw)

- Art

- manga/comics

- Memes

- Islam (Muslim)

- Lore / horror games (I eat lore :>)

- Gacha (all lunime games tbh-)

I really hate >:(

- NSFW

- Islamaphobic

- Racism

- Kink

- transphobic

- Haters

- copyrighters

- Israel supporters

- back biters / gossipers (especially if it is onto me)

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DNI LIST!!:

(this should be easy to follow, it is not that hard, don't make me add more to the list, I really hate adding many boundaries)

- NSFW blogs (even if there is mostly sfw, it still contains NSFW, that includes people that tag tickles as fetishes or kinks, belly growling, inflammation thingy ig?, vore, etc)

- blogs with DNI ageless blogs (ahem read my age again)

- Islamophobic (do I need to explain?)

Thin Ice:

- 18+ blogs

(to put this in short, yeah- the adults can interact and follow me how much y'all want to, but since I am a minor in this community, it is best to not talk about let alone teases to me. We can still talk about many stuf like hyperfixations frrrrr- :D)

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ALL the fandoms I am in/have been-:

(the order does not matter- I am too lazy to reorganize every fandom based on when I started to hyperfixate-) (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)

(the ones that I crossed out I want to leave or I already left the community)

- solarballs

- mrspherical

- human buddy

- fundamental paper education

- hazbin hotel

- Mr men show/ Mr men and little miss

- The Mandela Catalogue

- baldi's basics

- countryballs/countryhumans

- scp foundation

- man in the suit

- happy child (how do I freaking love it-)

- the BEST mom

- the boiled one phenomenon

- the Oddity Compendium

- doctor nowhere (all of his work impresses me the most-)

- omori

- wonderend

- bad parenting

- backrooms

- inanimate insanity

- battle for dream island / battle for BFDI / BFDIA / TPOT (object show)

- Friday night Funkin

- Vita Carnis

- The Art of Murder (currently the pilot)

- Animator Vs Animation

- Oshi No Ko (manga / slightly watches the anime-)

- Project Sekai / PJSK (my irl friend likes it so much that it made me like it- 😭)

- Squid game (I AM BING WATCHING IT NONSTOP HELP-)

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Things that I am willing to take as a tickle request (SFW ONLY!):

- Your ocs

- fandom personas (prefer the ones I already know)

- fandom tickle [headcannons] (no proshippers or whatever similar)

My specialities: ★ (in tickle art)

- Human ocs (can add animal things like ears/wings/or tails)

- Abilities / powers

- Adorable yet simple art (I can't control it-)

- Semi-rendered

The scenarios that I will not do:

- tickle torture

- tickling with s3xual intentions in it (that includes adult tickling a minor/child)

- tickle till they faint

- exposed bodies (again with the second point)

- foot focused-focus

Rules when requesting: (there is not that much nor that strict at all)

- make the request now (I sometimes get this and I get really pressured to finish it.)

The thing about me is that I do and will start postponing when I will finish the request, and since art takes a bum load a while to make- it is best for you to be patient. Because it will come eventually if you are expecting it.

- drawing too many ocs (maximum 5 characters, but it depends on the details too) (for comics or at least skits- maximum 3 characters)

-- note: if you break any of these two simple rules, I will delete the request from now on. /srs / gen

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Tags meanings:

#starfaderambling = me yapping (common)

#starfade's reblogii ★ = reblogs (uncommon)

#starfade poll = my poll (rare)

#starfade's vent??? = might be a vent but also not

#starfade's vent... = ... a vent (when I make a vent post, I am going to let it be there for a few days before deleting it for the sake of making the blog positive)

#starlee?? = might be in a lee mood

#starlee = LEE MOOD BRRRRR-

#starler? = might be in a ler mood

#starler = Ler mood OFC-

#starfade pos vent <3★ = positive vent <3

#st★rlore = in the second syllable (keep in the lookout for this >:])

#stanaloglore★ = not the official name of the lore for my analog horror children- :<

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If you made it this far then you can like the pinned post tysm! ★ :)

[lunarsun12]

The Meat Thief

Masterlist

The kids were so excited to eat that really expensive meat. Which Yeosnag stumbled upon 2 days ago and Seonghwa promised to make them Korean BBQ.

When Seonghwa gave Yunho meat duty, he noticed the meat was gone and someone left the note with ‘sorry’ with a smiley face at the end. Yunho immediately knew who it was and automatically blamed it on Wooyoung.

Wooyoung couldn’t believe he got framed like that, as he practically saw San carrying outside and got kicked out of the balcony.

Wooyoung refused to let San getaway with this! Why did San steal the meat?

Back at Ateez Family Chat

Today 21:00

Wooyoung🐈‍⬛: EVERYONE GET YOUR BUTT HERE. LET ME EXPLAIN!

Yeosang🍗: I should have made Yunho burn your Jimin album. When I had the chance

Yunho🐶: Wooyoung, what there to explain. It has you written over it! You the one who stole the expensive beef and ate it for yourself

Mingi🦄: Wooyoung did? I thought I saw San carrying it to grill outside

Yunho🐶: Mingi, stop defending Wooyoung! It’s obvious it was him

Jongho🍎: Yunho has point, San has never done nothing wrong unless wooyoung put him up to it!

Wooyoung🐈‍⬛: Mingi is right!! It is San! He is the one who stole it!

Jongho🍎: Wooyoung bro, I know you hate the fact San is not really yours but you have to accept. He has grown up

Wooyoung🐈‍⬛: AISH ASK THE MAN HIMSELF! He will own up, after I talked to him

Few mins later…

Wooyoung🐈‍⬛: Remember what we agreed on

San🗻: Remember what? Ohhh yeah, Wooyoungie made me stole it ^_^

Wooyoung🐈‍⬛: That not what we discussed!!

Seonghwa🌸: Kids calm down, Mingi is right. It was San who stole it!

Yunho🐶: Say what?

Yeosang🍗: Did wooyoung order him to do it…?

Seonghwa🌸: No wooyoung didn’t order him anything…I just happen to saw San hopping away happily saying ‘I am a smarty pants’

San🗻: Eomma you have no proof!

Wooyoung🐈‍⬛: I checked the old man phone. Cause I know he has been spying on us again…I got video to prove it

Wooyoung sends the video…

Yunho🐶: Well this is unexpected…

Yeosang🍗: Never trusted that cute face

Yunho🐶: You thought San was cute?

Yeosang🍗: Huh? I-I didn’t say anything. That other spawn of Wooyoung…

Mingi🦄: YOU SEE! I wasn’t lying and you all started to gang up on me 😭😭

Jongho🍎: We didn’t gang up on you…

Mingi🦄: Huh? I saw San rallying up you all to annoy me…

Yunho🐶: Oh he must misheard the convo, to grab him so we can gang up on San…

Seonghwa🌸: He hasn’t been the same, after Toby is gone. Why did you steal it?

San🗻: Ermmm? Cause I was hungry and prove I can be smart without wooyoung

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: San is a good child, he must want to surprise you all

Wooyoung🐈‍⬛: The surprise is in his stomach!

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: He means no harm, plus that meat is expired. I forgot to throw it out

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: It wouldn’t have gone to waste, if someone stop snooping into other people business…. so dinner was cancelled

Seonghwa🌸: Hongjong, my bestie calls! I can’t have anymore kids running around (see seonghwa therapy session here)

Yunho🐶: I am now less annoyed that we didn’t get to eat it

Yeosang🍗: Only somone who is this dumb, didn’t see the expiry date

San🗻: My stomach doesn’t feel good now

Jongho🍎: So is mine…

Seonghwa🌸: JONGHO? You ate some of it too?

San🗻: I shouldn’t have listened to Jongho, when he said I should steal the meat!!

Jongho🍎: Yah! It was for good cause!!

Jongho🍎: I deal you with later after my trip to the bathroom

Wooyoung🐈‍⬛: I knew it! It always Jongho using my San for his misdeed

Yeosang🍗: You do that as well 24/7 especially against me!!

Yunho🐶: Thanks to Woosan, I have to be on Yeosang + Mingi watch…

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: I think we learn a valuable lesson here. Learn to share and you won’t end up like them

Seonghwa🌸: Orrr don’t be like your Appa and is too lazy to throw things out

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: What about the sharing part?

Seonghwa🌸: Hongjong? Have you been living under a rock. Sharing does not exist in this household after Wooyoung…

[vivi-in-the-sky-with-diamonds]

George's SFW Alphabet

(Source)

Like I said last post, I am so sorry for my absence. Again, mental health said, "no post today lol" and I couldn't argue with that. Anyway, this is the second post for today, and the third in the SFW Alphabet series. Sequel to this post.

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

The ever-stoic George is actually much more affectionate than he appears. Loves holding hands.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

I imagine you and George have been friends since school. A lot of your time is spent trying new foods together.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

George is very middle ground on cuddling. Sometimes, getting into a comfortable position can just be too much, but other times, it doesn’t matter to him. Likes to “cradle” you.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Quite keen on settling down. Not so much as certain other Beatles, but definitely more than John. I have an image of George in a maid dress with a feather duster in my mind.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Would break the news extremely gently. Gives them a goodbye kiss on the top of the head.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Keen on the idea of marriage. One of the most likely people to suggest elopement.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Gentler than one would expect. Very in touch with your and his feelings.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

George enjoys hugs, to a degree. He’s not always keen on super tight hugs, unless the mood calls for it.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Says it quite quickly, probably on the third date. He’s sort of joking at first, but at some point, you both realize he means it.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

I don’t imagine George as the jealous type. He might have qualms over certain things, but usually he just keeps quiet and lets you handle it.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Teeth are usually involved in George’s kisses. He loves biting your lip, ever so slightly. Loves to be kissed on his jaw and shoulders.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Again, quite middle ground. He’s not always quite sure what to do with them.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Most mornings are lazy. George tends to sleep late, and that habit eventually rubs off on you.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

George’s late nights are the reason for his late awakenings every morning. Usually likes to dance or watch telly in the evenings.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Similarly to John, he’s quite closed. He might eventually open up slightly, but there are things he would never say.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

I’m not really sure on this one. On one hand, I can see George with a fuse similar in length to John’s. On the other, I see him as extremely patient. Choose your own adventure?

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

George tends to remember big things more easily, but does remember a few random little things.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

The first time you kissed, or when you finally said “I love you”.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Overprotective to the max, almost more than John. Doesn’t like to keep weapons but will bite and punch.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

George puts a good amount of effort into everything he does. You’ll never catch him half-assing anything.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Smokes like a chimney. Also leaves crumbs in the bed.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Like most things, George is middle ground on this too. Always makes sure he looks tidy before going out, but not one to spend several hours on an outfit.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Definitely. I mean, he has his days where he’d rather be the only person in existence, but who doesn’t?

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

George actually doesn’t like nicknames. You and the lads are the only ones he’s okay with using them.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

George is not particularly fond of some bland food.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Medium sleeper. Some loud noises wake him up, but quieter sounds don’t. Has never heard of wearing a shirt to bed.

[pidayforpi]

(Okay.

So, if anyone remembers: In last July (which was already nearly 9 months ago omg), there was a "Donro Week 2023" event here. From 23 July to 29 July.

For once, I had...actually planned to participate in it (which would have been the second time I participate in a community event, after a (small) Discord secret santa in 2021).

Of course via writing, because you won't want to see me draw.

The format of the (story) writings would have been like this:

If anyone still remembers, there were "question prompts" for each day of the Donro Week (in addition to the "one-word" prompts, like "Lazy Days" for Day 1, or "AU" for Day 6).

The question prompts were something like:

[Day 1: "How do you think Donald and Gyro first met and become friends, then eventual partners?"

Day 2: "What qualities do Donald and Gyro get annoyed by or not like in each other?"

Day 5: "How do you think the extended Gearloose and Duck family would react to their relationship?"]

etc.

What I had planned to do, was writing out a set of Dewey Dew-Night interview scenarios, in which Dewey asks Paperino and Archimedes the corresponding question for that day.

[NB: Not Donald and Gyro, at least not the DT17 versions. You will see why below.]

The format would have actually been like the "Chicken Soup" thing I had written all the way in 2020. Free form, equally cringe.

Uh...that didn't happen. Obviously. And for some unknown reasons, because I was somewhat motivated and inspired during that time much better than now at least. So...sorry.

But what I did write, however, was the "intro" to this set of "interview stories"...which is the entire purpose I am saying all this context all of a sudden. It has been a while, and way too long since I last produced and published...something.

It is a very short story - not even a complete one - but it is one of the last things I did before I kind of...stopped. Everything.

I also wrote this on a train, too.)

[A very late tag, but I hope it is the thought that counts. Thank you for organising this wonderful event. Just watching/reading through others' works was already super awesome.]

@donro-week

Donro Week 2023 [July 23th ~ July 29th]

(Just a small note: Sentences/Words in italic mean they are not supposed to be caught on camera, but are caught on camera accidentally regardless.)

Dewey: (Dewey Dew-Night Intro!)

Dewey: "And joining us tonight are two birds of a feather you know very well, yet ALSO know NOTHING about! *Gasp!* How is that possible?! Go on, ask! How is that possible?!"

"......"

Huey: "What?"

Dewey: "Dude, you are supposed to ask out loud. We've talked about this."

Louie: "You...you were serious..."

Dewey: "When was I not serious? Actually, don't answer that. Just cooperate. Ask that aloud, c'mon."

Huey & Louie: "*Sigh* Oh my god, how is that possible?!"

Dewey: "Well, I dunno!"

*LOL!*

*Facepalm*

Dewey: "But we are about to find out! 'Cause joinin' us tonight is the greatest uncle of the universes...Donald Duck!"

Donald (Paperino): "Hi!...wait where even is the camera? That rectangular gadget on the stack of books?"

Dewey: "As well as the brightest mind in all Duckburgs, across space and time...Gyro Gearloose!"

Gyro (Archimedes): "H-hello...! Nice to meet you, people of the...uh...interweb? Internetwork? What was that again, modern Dewey?"

Dewey: "*chuckle* Well, pardon the old timers, you can say they might as well have come from the 20th century!"

*Laughter!*

Dewey: "And if you have guessed so, you are absolutely CORRECT! No prize though, sorry. Don't think they are only cosplaying..."

Paperino: "Cospl...what?"

Archimedes: "Just go along with it, honey..."

Dewey: "'Cause who you are seeing are literal time travellers! *Gasp!*"

Archimedes: "Well, technically, we are dimension trav-"

Dewey: "Thanks to this world's Gyro's now upgraded Time n' Space Tub™️..."

Huey: "Which he forbids you from entering a 20-metre radius around?"

Dewey: "...which I definitely have permission to enter a 20-metre radius around! Now! I bring you, Paperino and Archimedes Pitagorico! Donald Duck and Gyro Gearloose from another universe!"

*Fanfare! Applause!*

Dewey: "Stay tuned after the intermission for the exciting interview that ensues!"

Louie: "Wait, you literally haven't done anything yet-"

Dewey: "This is Dewford Dingus Duck, your beloved handsome host from Dewey Dew-Night! Don't forget to like n' subscribe! See ya!"

Louie: "Dude, you literally haven't done ANYTHING yet!"

Paperino: "Subscribe? Is this a newspaper or a magazine?"

Archimedes: "Wait, is this an interroga-"

*Recording cuts*

(11-7-2023)

[patronsaintofteachercrushes]

3/7

get ready, it’s a long one. and it’s probably not what any of you want to hear. sorry for any mistakes, i’m too lazy and upset right now to fix them.

truthfully ? i’m not sure what’s going on. i did what i said i would, talk to him whenever possible. but today was just different. H was all up on this other girl in my class and i just couldn’t take it. i wanted to command all his attention onto me but i just couldn’t, he wouldn’t let me sway him.

i hate him in times like this, because he knows how to resist. he knows how to say no, when things get to be too much. he knows how to react and that’s something i can never be comparable to. he’s so much better than me at everything and i know it just comes with being his age and me being my age but it’s driving me absolutely crazy. the age difference really never bothers me, it’s something that i enjoy like i’ve wrote on here before, but its this. i cannot catch up to him no matter how desperately i try to. he knows so much that i don’t, he knows about the things that really matter.

on days like this it’s hard to remain hopeful. he said something today that absolutely obliterated my fantasy. it made me remember he’s never going to actually love me and something about that was particularly devastating today. (it hurts every day of course, the constant feeling that i am wasting precious time with him, that our relationship exists mostly in my head, that i am just one out of the 100+ students he sees everyday.) and foolishly, i cried. i cried in class. in front of him. and i couldn’t stop. i would try to take a deep breath and work myself down but i couldn’t. each time i’d inhale and hold it in my chest, the silence there would sneak up on me and the tears would rip down my face again. and to make it all worse, he saw. he saw me sitting there, losing control over all the things i had been working so hard to keep a hold on, and he watched me. he saw the wetness glisten on my face with the sunlight coming through the window in front of me, and continued his conversation with that girl. i’m not exactly sure looking back now what would’ve been worse, him asking me why i was so distraught (because i would’ve had to lie and have the truth splayed all over my face) or him to just ignore me.

i’m really at a loss now about it though, and i know i’ve said that a million times before. but this might be the biggest loss i’ve taken so far. and for that girl, it all seems so effortless. everything i do around him is done with the utmost intent. i cannot breathe without thinking of how i might be appearing towards him. i know a couple of people who have crushes on their teachers now, but their crushes in comparison to mine are extremely different. theirs still feel fun and innocent, meanwhile mine feels like a black mold consuming every inch of my soul. there’s something evil growing in my rib cage and spreading everywhere. its hard to explain, but i feel like maybe i’m a bad person. i know somewhere deep down, this girl isn’t in love with H like i am, i know she thinks nothing of their interactions besides maybe a mild likeness. and that’s not me at all.

when you look at just the facts of H and i’s relationship, it sounds horrible. a 51 year old man and a 16 year old girl. a teacher and his student. a girl lusting over a married man. and i know that to everyone else outside of this perfect circle i’ve created for myself sees me as a victim. but i don’t feel that way about myself at all, in fact i feel much more closely aligned with the perpetrator. the villain. the predator. the possibility of H not returning my feelings towards him even a little bit is so grand that really i would be the one in the wrong. i mean i’m fucking losing my goddamn mind over here and all he’s doing is being nice to a misguided young girl.

and yet, despite my overwhelming self awareness, i’m delusional enough to hold onto that tiny piece of hope that maybe just maybe there’s more than he’s letting on. i suppose that’s all i have to do now. keep hoping. either that or i give up entirely. but i’m naive (if not selfish) enough to cling to that sliver of a chance. so here i am.

when i got home and looked in the mirror, i had distinct streaks of tears on my cheeks, it felt like a big damning slap.