#Streak Breakers

[jimin-updates]

All of this happened in the last 12 hours 😅

1. Jimin was named the Best K-Pop Center in 2024!

2. Who topped the TV TNT Top 50 Songs of 2024 list!

3. Jimin won the iKPOP Artist of the Year award!

4. Jimin was named the Most Beautiful/Handsome Face of 2024!

5. Who was announced as the most requested song in 2024 on Most Requested Live!

6. Jimin and Taylor Swift were named as the top artists of 2024 by Chart Data readers!

When we say Jimin is the It Boy, we mean it!

[s-cullayy]

The great thing about this game is that any outcome is a treat

[afterredlights]

And if those rumours were true, it'd be even more hilarious because guess what- the media will ask the same question they asked Daniel.

"What does it feel like going back to your ex?" Except Red Bull is not Carlos' ex, it was Alpha Tauri... Or maybe, they mean- anyways.

Daniel Ricciardo has got to be the weirdest man I've ever known who, respectfully, is very similar to me. Our life runs like a W, the lowest low and the highest high- people put their hopes on you and pray for you, and you rarely deliver. However, each time that you did deliver, it was the most magnificent thing ever. Cue fireworks and feast.

If you get that seat, Carlito, then you will have a target on your back and he will start hunting you down. Be careful (says me, who thinks it would be damn interesting if it did happen).

Carlos can't overtake Vcarb wasn't in my bingo for this sprint, but that's hilarious, I like it

It feels particularly hilarious considering the Red Bull contract rumours….

[sadnymi]

「 ✦ How Would The Slytherin boys React After you tell them you’re pregnant:✦ 」

[Mattheo Riddle-Theodore Nott-Lorenzo Berkshire-Draco Malfy-Tom Riddle]

•Mattheo Riddle

1.Silence: You blurt out the news, a nervous flutter in your chest. Mattheo stares at you, processing the information. Don't panic! This is his initial shock absorbing mode.

2. More Silence: You try again. Still, silence. Don't take it personally; his mind is racing a million miles a minute.

3. The Disappearance Act: By evening, Mattheo might be MIA. Don't fret! This is probably him needing some space to grapple with the news. (Don't chase him to Knockturn Alley, though.)

4. Awkward Return: When he finally returns, you launch into a "what-are-we-going-to-do" speech. But wait! He cuts you off...

5. "Hey, it's okay” : Mattheo might surprise you with a calm demeanor. This doesn't mean he isn't nervous, but he's trying to reassure you (and maybe himself).

6. "I want it too." : Prepare for a confession! Mattheo, the king of nonchalance, might admit he wants this, with you. This might be followed by an apology for his earlier silence."Sorry, I was just shocked earlier. Shouldn't have reacted that way."

7. Confusion Reigns: "You're not mad?" you finally manage to ask, a sliver of doubt lingering.He might confess he's clueless about the whole "No," he says, a sheepish grin tugging at his lips. "It's just... I never thought about this stuff. Family, kids, the whole shebang. But if I'm gonna do it, I want it to be with you."  _Cue the tiny butterflies in your stomach._

8. "But with you.":He might clarify that while the whole baby thing is new, having it with you? That's something he can do.

9. Protectiveness Unleashed: Expect a shift in Mattheo. He might become fiercely protective of you and the little one on the way. (Just don't tell him it's "nesting" if he starts building a barricade around your house.),Mattheo will hover over you, insisting you take prenatal vitamins and threatening to glare down any stranger who bumps into you. It's annoyingly sweet.

10.The (Slight) Freak Out (Because It's Mattheo): Don't get too comfortable yet. There will be moments of panic. Mattheo might blurt out something about not knowing the first thing about raising a kid, or how motorbikes suddenly seem like a terrible idea. Just remind him that you're in this together, crazy as it may be.

•Theodore Nott

1. Reality Check?: Theo might blurt out, "Are you sure?" It's not doubt about your love, but the sheer unexpectedness of it all. Breathe, and calmly confirm with that positive blood test result.

2. Freak-Out Time: Picture a cartoon character with smoke billowing from their ears. That might be Theo, internally freaking out. Don't worry, it's normal (though maybe not that dramatic).

3. Parental Apocalypse?: "Your dad will kill me!" Theo might shriek, envisioning a future father-in-law wielding a shotgun.

4. Waterworks Warning: Tears might well up in your eyes, a mix of emotions swirling. He will put everything beside and try to comfort you.

5. Protective Streak: Expect a dramatic shift. Theo, the notorious rule-breaker, might turn into a fierce protector, ready to shield you from any and all perceived threats.

6. Reassurance Renaissance: He'll rush to your side, muttering reassurances like "Hey, I'm here" and "I'll be here every step of the way." "I might be freaking out internally, but I'm not going anywhere."

7. "We" is the New Word: The "me" might temporarily disappear, replaced by a constant "we." He might start talking about "our baby" and "what we need to do.".

8. Fear is a Two-Way Street: Theo might confess he's scared too. Don't be surprised; fatherhood is a big leap for anyone. Reassure him you're in this together.

9. Facing the Future, Together: Theo might not be known for responsibility, but this news could be a turning point. He might surprise you with his determination to navigate this journey with you.

10.A (Slightly Chaotic) New Chapter: Yes, there will be challenges. But with Theo by your side, even the most chaotic moments of pregnancy and parenthood can turn into an unforgettable adventure (well, maybe not all the diaper changes).

•Lorenzo Berkshire

1. Record Scratch Moment: "Excuse me, what?" Lorenzo might look like a record player with a skipped track. Don't worry, the information overload will clear soon.

2. Baby Talk Confusion: He might blurt out, "Pregnant? Like...with a baby, like a real baby ?"

5. The F-Bomb Symphony: Brace yourself for a chorus of "Oh fuck!" Lorenzo might panic a bit, but hey, at least he acknowledges the reality.

6. Apology Avalanche: Prepare for a barrage of "I'm so sorry for putting a baby on you." It's not guilt-tripping, just Lorenzo's awkward way of expressing concern.

7. Decision Time: He might cut through the tension with a simple, "Okay, what do we do?" Don't be fooled by his bluntness; he's ready to face this together. He might surprise you with a genuine, "I want it. Do you?" Expect a hint of nervousness, but mostly a determination to be a part of this.

8. Family Gathering Fiasco: Prepare for a potential meltdown when it comes to telling your families. He might blurt out, "I'm pregnant!" before you can correct him. Just take a deep breath and handle the announcement yourself later.

9. Overprotective Overload: Expect Lorenzo to morph into your personal bubble wrap. Lifting a box? Forget it. Climbing stairs? Hold on, he's got you. You might need to remind him you're not made of glass .

10. Google Goes Dad Mode: One night, you might catch him researching "how to take care of a pregnant woman" , “ How to be a good dad “ on his phone. Aww, just don’t cry you will freak him out again.

•Draco Malfy

1. Denial is a River in Egypt:  His first response? "You're lying." Don't panic. This is classic Draco, clinging to disbelief. Prepare to show him the pregnancy test, the blood test… anything to pierce his denial bubble.

2."Look Away, Not At It!": He might stubbornly refuse to even glance at the evidence. Don't take it personally; it's his defense mechanism malfunctioning.

3. Accusatory Tirade: Brace yourself for a verbal explosion. He might accuse you of lying, of trapping him, of using his family name. Remember, fear often masquerades as anger in Draco's world.

4. Protection Spells on His Pants?: He might insist he used every protection under the sun. Don't get into a magical contraception debate. Just try to explain accidents happen.

5. The Ejector Seat Option: Draco might bluntly tell you to leave. It's a knee-jerk reaction, not a reflection of his true feelings (hopefully!).

6. Standing Your Ground: Here comes the hard part. You tell him you're keeping the baby, with or without him. This might be the first crack in his emotional armor.

7. A Continent Away From Chaos: Fearing his reaction and the uncertainty of it all, you flee to another country. Girl, we feel you! But remember, you're not alone in this.

8. A Connection You Can't Deny: Despite the fear, you feel a powerful bond with the tiny life growing inside you. This little one deserves a chance, and you vow to protect them.

9. The Redemption Knocks: Two months later, a frantic pounding on your door jolts you awake. You open it to find a desperate Draco, his face etched with worry.

10. A Malfoy Regret-Fest: He confesses he searched everywhere for you, regret gnawing at him. When he learns you fled, the dam breaks. He apologizes profusely, begging you to tell him you kept the baby.

A Second Chance, Malfoy Style:

Relief washes over you as you nod, tears welling up. He wipes them away, muttering, "It's still ours. I'm so sorry. I'll never hurt you or our baby again." A genuine plea hangs in his voice.

“ Do you still love me?“ A shaky nod escapes your lips. He pleads for forgiveness, for a chance to be part of this family he never knew he craved.

This might be the start of a rocky but redemptive journey for both of you. Draco, beneath his icy exterior, might surprise you with his capacity for love and growth. Just remember, keep a communication charm handy – navigating fatherhood with Draco will likely be an… interesting adventure.

•Tom Riddle

1. The Stoic Facade: Don't be surprised if Tom remains eerily calm. His usual mask of control might slip not an inch, leaving you wondering what's going on behind those eyes.

2. Tears: A flood of emotions might be coursing through you, but Tom? His reaction might be a chilling calmness. This doesn't mean he's unfeeling, just that he processes things differently.

3. Misinterpreting Your Distress: Seeing you cry, Tom might jump to a chilling conclusion. "Is having a baby with me that terrifying?" Here comes the part where you clarify.

4. Guilt by Association: A quick "No, no!" will hopefully ease his worry. But then you blurt out your fear – you're both too young.

5. Age is Irrelevant: Tom operates on a different timeline. Age is just a number, and power? That's the real currency. He might say, "It's not about age, it's about power."

6. Power Trip for Three?: Brace yourself for a Tom Riddle monologue about the immense power your child could possess. He might see it as an extension of his own ambitions, a prodigy groomed for greatness.Don't be afraid to voice your anxieties. When you say, "Tom, I don't want my baby to be part of your plans," he might actually listen.

6. A Promise, Riddle-Style: “I promise you, I will keep them safe. I will keep you safe." But remember, Tom's definition of "safe" might not align with yours. Stay frosty.

7. Your Fears Take Center Stage: Tears welling up again? This might be the moment it dawns on Tom that you're not thrilled about the power angle. He might try to reassure you, but...

8. Promises with a Price: Tom doesn't give anything without expecting something in return. Be prepared for him to outline his expectations for your role in his grand plan.

9. A Tug-of-War for the Future: This is where things get interesting. Do you submit to his vision, or do you fight for a different future for your child? The choice is yours.

10. A Dance with Darkness: Having a child with Tom Riddle is a gamble. He might be a captivating presence, but remember, his path is paved with darkness. Are you willing to walk it with him?

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆

[glow-worms-are-believers]

Dream Lover (dp x dc)

The alarm on his cellphone rang and Danny groaned as a fumbled blindly to close it again.

“Wha’ izzit?” Came a sleepy voice at his back.

Danny rubbed his eyes as he sat up. Then, he turned towards the other man entangled in the sheets.

“Nothing, go back to sleep,” Danny said before dropping a kiss on the man’s forehead, displacing his white streak. The man muttered some unintelligible words as he wriggled around a bit before settling back down.

Danny gave him a fond look before a yawn forced his eyes closed. He slipped off the bed and padded down to the kitchen. With bleary eyes he put the coffee machine on and got the milk out of the fridge as he waited for the beans be ground.

The machine was way fancier than anything Danny had ever owned but his boyfriend liked good coffee and Danny liked making him happy. The breaker-hammer noise stopped indicating the coffee was done and the halfa sipped at it as he tried to figure out what that niggling feeling in the back of his mind was.

Before he could delve into it very far, he heard his boyfriend coming into their little kitchen.

“Did the noise wake you up?” Danny asked as the man wrapped his arms around the smaller man’s waist and buried his head in his back.

“Was already ‘wake,” the octopus masquerading as a human mumbled.

“Want some coffee?”

“Please.” His boyfriend pressed a kiss to his nape before staggering towards the kitchen chair and sagging into it.

”Good night?” Danny asked as he started the machine again.

“The usual,” the man said as he rubbed the sleep out of his face.

“Why are you up early?”

“Gotta fix up the bike.” The man yawned which made Danny yawn too. “It kept backfiring last night.”

Danny hummed as that niggling feeling came back at the mention of the motorcycle. There was something there…

“What about you?” The man said as he held his face in his palm.

“Nothing much,” Danny said as he refocused on the conversation. “I don’t have to go in today, so I’ll probably just study.”

“I made butternut pasta when I came back. There’s some left for lunch,” his boyfriend said as he grabbed a banana from their fruit bowl.

“You’ll be here for lunch?” Danny asked as the flow of coffee stopped and he took the cup away from the little shelf.

“Thanks,” the man said as he accepted the cup. “Probably.”

Danny nodded and he leaned on the counter as he looked into the distance. His eyes caught on a clock and again, that annoying sensation he was forgetting something tickled him.

Clock meant hours which meant seconds which meant sand trickling in an hourglass which meant time passing and Time meant-

“Everything ok?” Came the low tenor of his boyfriend.

Danny shook away the thought and smiled at him. “Just zoning out.”

Then the smaller man finished his cup before he put it in the sink. “Gonna go brush my teeth,” he said as he walked out of the kitchen

“You didn’t even eat!” Came the voice Corning from the other room.

“Not hungry,” sing-songed Danny as he grabbed his toothbrush.

As he put the paste on the brush his mind wandered a bit. He started brushing, in the back and made his way forward. He was up to his canine and he started on his fangs which had him frown. Fangs? Wait a minute.

And then it all came rushing back. Phantom. Ghosts. This was a dream which meant-

“Nocturn,” Danny said. Sure it had been a while since he dated anyone but this was a whole new level of single if Nocturn had resorted to creating the ideal boyfriend to trap him in a dream.

Danny walked back to the kitchen and stood in the door entrance and stared at his imaginary dream boyfriend. Said boyfriend turned his head around and lifted an inquiring eyebrow.

“You really are perfect,” Danny said.

“You say the sweetest things,” the dream-construct said and the corner of his eyes creased beautifully as he smiled.

Danny sighed wistfully before bending to kiss his cheek. “Until then, dream lover.”

With a snap the dream collapsed and the halfa opened his eyes to the green of the Infinite Realms with the ghost sensation on his lips.

Simultaneously, in one of his safe houses in Gotham, Jason’s eyes snapped open as his hand flew to his cheek.

[pha55ed]

I'll Be Home || F1/F2

type :: fluff

tw/cw :: none

contains :: carlos, charles, lando, oscar, ollie, paul, pepe

summary :: you introduce him to your family, he's terrified by he still pulls through

xmas celly here! || f1 masterlist || f2 masterlist

Carlos Sainz | 55

When you told Carlos to come to your family's party, he instantly accepted with glee. Except, right after he began to panic and process the preparation needed to go into this. It was sweet to see his smile drop so quickly, meaning he put his thinking mode on.

Despite Carlos being loved by so many, he's still so nervous. You both sit in the car for almost 5 minutes just chatting to help calm him down. He's fidgeting with his hands, pushing his hair back and forth to perfect it, and he's doing his best to remember the ice-breakers he learned online.

"I promise, they'll love you no matter what." You say, grabbing his hands to stop his constant fidgeting. "You're going to do great!"

You knew he was going to try and "but" you so you quickly jumped outside the car. Which made his jaw drop, since he swore to forever open every door for you, no matter what. Instantly, he runs outside of the car and before you can even step 2 feet away from the car, he gently pushes you back into the car and shut the door.

He's saying something outside of the door, definitely complaining about losing his streak. By the time he opens the door for you, gently reaching for your hand to bring you inside, you can see most of your family outside ready to greet you.

Carlos is embarrassed, terrified that he just seemed like a controlling monster. But you knew your family, and you knew they would have adored his commitment to treating you like a princess. And you were right, they greeted him with welcome arms and loved his gesture.

Charles Leclerc | 16

He was well prepared for this day. It was like he was training to be in the military. The day you invited him to your family dinner, he's been grinding day and night to create the most perfect answers and conversation starters. He had his outfit ready and steamed, shoes cleaned, and even did an intense night routine to prepare.

So when he comes to your family's house, he's well prepared. You can't help but try to hold your laugh back at how serious he's taking this all. All your effort to hold back the laugh instantly comes out the second Charles begin to speak to them, because his chill-rich-nonchalant act came apart so quickly.

Your family brings up anything and instantly Charles is unable to hold back a fun fact he knows. Even something as random as a bananas then turned into: "Did you know if you add them to smoothies, it actually ruins the vitamins of the other fruits? I also dressed up as one on stream haha! Look!"

He's also unable to hold the touch guy persona with the kids. They instantly melt him, making stupid jokes with them. He's severely behind on trends though... Mentioning whips and nae-naes, the troll face, and G-mod. But that's fine, it makes the kids giggle at his old knowledge.

He's even acting like a fool with the dog. Trying to get the dogs to sit, roll over, and failing miserably. It makes everyone laugh and chuckle at him. But it's not at his expense, but instead at the pure energy he has to become part of this family. Which makes him instantly accepted by everyone in your family, including the dogs.

Lando Norris | 04

Before his fuck-boy reputation, there was rookie-Lando. The sweet boy who didn't grow pubes yet,,, somehow... And although you met Lando in his new era, filled with confidence and sass, you saw the real him behind his persona.

His palms were sweating, his voice was slightly higher, and his smile was flashing every second out of nerves. Anyone could tell he was nervous, he looked like a high schooler about to give a presentation. You two sat in the car, about to leave but he gently asked you:

"Can we stay in here for a minute?" He asks, turning to you as he fixes his sweater.

You were confused slightly. It was normal when you asked to stay in the car for a minute to redo your lip combo, since he usually ate it off of you. But Lando doesn't have a lip combo, or any makeup at all.

"I'm just," He could tell you were puzzled, "Nervous.. I wanna just talk to you, get the nerves out."

You smile at his words, he looked so cute being so nervous to meet your family of weirdos. "Lando, you'll do great! I know for a fact that they're going to love-"

"No no. I don't need reassurance or anything, thank you though love." He cuts you off. "I just, jus' want to talk to you. You calm me down."

"Talk about what?" You ask.

"Anything." He shrugs. "You just, calm me down." He says, making you smile from his simple yet impactful words. "You're like a walking vape."

"Oh shut up!" You smack him playfully, "You ruined a good moment!" Chuckling at his comment. But your chuckle brought a smile to his face, but this time it was a genuine smile.

Not out of nervousness or fear, but a real smile. Your laugh was able to brighten him up within a split second. And that's all he needed. Because truthfully, he didn't care too much of what your family thought of him. Of course he wanted them to like him, but he's able to accept other's opinions. All he really cared for was that you loved him, and he knew you did.

Oscar Piastri | 81

"Should I wear my midnight blue tie or navy blue tie?" Oscar asks, holding both up for you to look at. He was sweating bullets at the idea of meeting your entire family for the first time. Even though you reassured him endlessly that your family would love him, he wasn't certain on it.

"Either works, love" You say, trying your best to multi-task answering his stupid questions while getting ready yourself. You knew he wasn't trying to be annoying. It was cute to you that he was so nervous, despite him being on the verge of a breakdown.

"Okay what about white or black socks?" You told him white. "What length though? Above or below the ankle???" You told him above. "Okay, but should I pick the ones with a logo or no logo-"

"Oscar." You said firmly. He gulped, he knew he should have picked the no logo socks, what a stupid question! But that wasn't what you were going to say. "I promise you'll be perfectly fine. They don't care what you wear, how you sound, or even what you like."

"I know, I know, but I don't want to disappoint them." He says before remembering, "Oh shit! We need to leave soon! I need to pick up the bouquets I ordered for your family on the way there-"

You couldn't help but laugh at him. Every question he asked was just further proof that would be perfectly fine meeting them all. You had no doubts that your family would adore him: which they did.

Oliver Bearman | 87

The second Ollie stepped foot into your family's party, he was bombarded with questions. Bringing a tall, handsome, and talented young man into your family automatically made him lovable. They almost forgot about the fact that the only reason he was there was because of you.

He can't escape the grandmas and aunties fawning over how cute he is and all the uncles can't stop bothering him with questions about cars. Even your little cousins love him, asking him annoying questions that he handled really well.

Before you know it, he's carrying your baby cousin in one arm, holding a paper plate filled to the brim with food, wearing your uncle's hat that he insisted suited Ollie more, and being forced to tell everyone his facebook so they can stalk him.

The night lasted hours, but thankfully all your family got drunk or sleepy. Meaning you two were able to escape from the party. The second you're in the car, he sighs. It confused you, was he tired? Relieved to leave? Sad???

"Do you think they liked me?" He asks you. Which you instantly want to slam his head into the window.

"Yes Ollie, they liked you." You say with a smile, giving him a kiss on his cheek. "They loved you."

Paul Aron | 17

You've met Paul's family many times due to them being extremely present in his life. His sister always makes sure to check on him, taking you out for little gossip coffee dates. His brother is constantly calling Paul, making sure to tease him endlessly. And his parents are always there to encourage you two and take you on their family vacations.

So now that it's Paul's turn to be part of your family, he feels so nervous. He's ruffling up his hair for the 100th time, mumbling the lines he practiced to say. It's just a small get together for the holiday season, but Paul insisted that he should still be dressed nicely.

Once you arrive, you're on time... By 10 minutes. Despite you insisting that no one ever comes early to a family party, he doesn't care. He'd much rather be early and help set up than be late and risk ruining his first impression. Besides, if there's less people, then he can make sure he talks to every single family member.

And his plan worked really well. He's helping set up the plates and utensils while chatting with your aunt about how he loves her decor. Making her feel appreciated, finally someone saw the effort she put into picking the perfect width of a fork handle!

He helps your uncle prepare the back yard by opening all the lounge chairs. Which lets him make small talk with him, where they both find out that they love Star Wars. Now your uncle loves him because he can finally talk to someone who's as passionate as him.

Paul keeps doing this with every family member that arrives, being able to talk to them each one on one in order to create a bond. Because in group settings, Paul tends to get a tad bit nervous. He doesn't know when to jump in or what to say instantly.

By doing this, you both return home with every single family member loving him. And each of them remembering him from the little facts he shared with them. He was so respectful, engaged, and sweet the entire day. You couldn't help but just want to shower him in kisses for putting in so much effort and energy into your family.

Pepe Marti | 21

"Tall and tan and young and lovely," are lyrics dedicated to a girl but they perfectly fit Pepe. Because he instantly charms the entire family with his sweet smile and handsome looks. You're worried that he might get stolen from you by the end of the night.

He's just a future uncle in training. Making all the aunts laugh with quick jokes and then heading outside to sip on a beer while helping light a fire. He's even forced to help clean the grill and get a new gas tank to light it up.

You feel so much more mature now, no longer feeling part of the cousin crew but instead a future auntie in the making. He makes you feel so domestic, so warm and nurtured that the only thing you want to do is share the love of being cared for.

And you can't help but just fall for him deeper. And the same goes for him.

Despite being assigned random tasks to complete, he always makes sure to check up on you. Giving you a quick peck on the cheek as he walks back and forth from the kitchen to the yard. Making sure to shut down any rude comments from your aunts by turning it into a joke. Squeezing your hand three times under the dinner table to remind you that he loves you.

He couldn't have been more perfect.

[catcze]

Shut up I’ve never been so fucking tempted to go back to my pink theme as I am right this moment wtf

WAGHSJDKDN MY WIFE OH MY GODDDDDD 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

SHES SO PRETTY ???? WHAT THE FUCKKAJDJJD 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

[strawberrystepmom]

cw: omegaverse, knotting. alpha!narumi x omega f!reader. anatomy is mentioned (breasts). reluctant mates can certainly become something more, right? | word count: 1.7k, reading time: 5 minutes.

In fourteen days flat, you’ve managed to go from being considered for an international match up as an unmated omega to flying to Japan to meet with your prospective alpha to being trapped inside of a room with the man that has been deemed your mate.

At first you doubted those claims of ownership, Gen Narumi’s temperament almost uncomfortably unlike your own, at least on the surface. For the things you have in common - willingness to speak your mind being one and a proud streak you find it hard to criticize yourself over - your differences were obvious from the start. He’s bold, a born leader whose mouth moves however it desires. You’re thoughtful, careful in what you say and how you move, considerate of the world around you and your place in it.

No matter the reservations about his personality, your body disagreed immediately when you caught a whiff of him while sitting for an interview. Peppery and natural, a mixture of musk and spice and something sweet that perfectly mingles with your own pheromones. You felt the telltale signs of a heat coming on immediately and would’ve excused yourself if it weren’t as though something were keeping you pinned in place, seated and ready for him.

Now you’re here. That seated and ready thing is about to come true, two people in a room that locks from the outside. Soundproof, waterproof, whatever proof. This is business as usual clearly although you feel a little strange to be in such a clinical setting while experiencing what has always been something you’ve dreamed of.

The b word. Bonding.

Damn near everything feels uncomfortable when you are as wildly aroused as you are, every last nerve you have alight with desire. The, well, your alpha paces across the floor, fiddling with the button of his pants and pulling the zipper down. They sag around his hips and you swallow thickly from your place on the bed, as close to nude as you’re willing to come right now in a cotton tank top and cheeky cut underwear.

“Is this your first time?”

You aren’t sure why you’d expect any better ice breaker than that from Narumi given what he’s shown you so far but that’s the one he settled on, pants now a puddle around his ankles on the floor. Snorting, you shake your head and turn your face toward him.

“Is it yours?”

He shoots you a warning glance. You should just assume that the great Commander has taken troves of women to his bed. Giggling to yourself, you shift uncomfortably on the bed and assume it’s your responsibility to figure out if he has or not. 

You’d rather just move on so you do.

“I’ve absolutely had sex before, just never taken anyone’s knot before.”

Your honesty stops Gen in his tracks, shirt halfway off and hanging over his arms awkwardly while he glowers at you with a brow raised out of the hole meant for his head. 

“Are you serious?”

Folding your arms over your thin tank top clad chest, you shrug and wag your head. “Yes. I wanted to save it for my mate. Is it so wrong to be a romantic?”

Considering anything about the base urges the two of you feel as alpha and omega respectively as romance has never really crossed his mind before. To him, this is a chemical process. It’s numbers and markers and all of the other shit he saw scribbled next to the measurements of your hips and waist in the file folder Hasegawa showed him a week ago. Biology and instinct, not love.

“Interesting,” he opines, humming. “So you think because people are mates that they’re supposed to be in love?”

Hauling his shirt off the rest of the way, it makes its way to the floor while he joins you on the bed. The blazing eyed alpha raises both of his brows, inhaling air that is thick with the scent of you, his own scent sharp and mixing with yours. 

Scoffing, you roll your eyes and lower your arms from over your chest. Your nipples are pebbled, a natural reaction to the arousal you’re feeling thanks to his cloying scent and the cool air of the room. They have to be keeping it as low as possible, you think while noticing your hairs are standing on end and goosebumps are covering your arms.

“No. I’m not that naive but I think there are some things best kept between people who belong to each other, Gen.” Sighing, you glance away from Narumi and lift your thumb to your mouth to gnaw on your cuticle. “I’m not explaining this very well so this is all I’m going to say and then we can change the subject but what I’m saying is that you can knot me.”

The smirk that comes across his face isn’t missed when you peek at him from the corner of your eye. 

“So you’re admitting we’re at least mates then? Changed your tune from a few days ago.”

The look on your face said more about how you felt than you ever would and he will never forget the slight quiver in your lip when you smiled at him after he agreed that you were his match. 

“Oh my god you’re impossible!” Contemplating throwing your arms up, you settle for angrily raising your brows and widening your eyes instead, face turned toward your unruly companion. “Obviously. That’s why I flew on a plane to be here. We are mates. Biologically compatible. Knot and knotee. Whatever makes you feel the best about what we are.” 

He leans down and his hair hangs over both of your faces, his bangs tickling your nose and forehead.

“So you don’t expect me to be your boyfriend then, do you?”

You don’t want his insistence that the two of you are nothing but biologically compatible to hurt yet it does. A little ache in your chest, a little twitch of your fingers where they rest at your sides. 

“I get the impression you’re going to do whatever you want no matter what I say, Narumi.”

From Gen to Narumi again with a few simple words. Your body language shifts again, arms once again folded over your chest, face turned toward the wall opposite you. It fills the room with the scent of you, stronger than before, and he swallows a mouth full of saliva.

“I would like us to at least be friends,” you finally admit. Your voice is small, almost far away sounding as though you’ve retreated from him completely. “You may not see all of this the same way that I do but it’s important to me that we have something besides sex in common.”

The tension and air in the small room both remain thick. Narumi sits back on his heels and wishes his rut weren’t hitting him so intensely. It’s not that he doesn’t like you although it seems that way and he knows that’s his fault. He likes you more than he expected and that’s the real problem.

Seeing you come to life instead of being a face and name on a page over the past several days has been unexpectedly endearing, his daily walk from his room to his office consumed with thoughts of you. Most of them have been impure of course but between those he’s managed to really consider other aspects of what his life looks like now that he’s found a mate.

“Look at me.”

He commands it and you do it, as all good omegas do. Your face is drawn into a flat expression, unlike your usual half smile and bright eyes. This process has taken as much out of you as it has him, the cracks showing in the form of glossy unshed tears on your lower lashline.

“I don’t…” he begins and you shake your head, pouting slightly while reaching for one of his hands. You don’t lace your fingers together, simply resting his palm on your soft, warm thigh and placing your hand over the top of it.

“It’s okay, I ge –”

Cut off before you even begin, he presses his forehead against yours and squeezes your thigh.

“I don’t know what to think about any of this. The whole process makes you feel like shit, like everyone only wants you for one thing.” Sighing, he shakes his head. “I want us to be friends too and I want you to…”

He cuts himself off before he can finish. I want you to be happy that I’m your alpha. The words are too heavy on his tongue to let them go yet. Sensing his hesitation, you jump in to bridge the gap. 

“Oh so you want me too? That’s good to know.”

You smile while taking a glance at him, looking more like yourself now that you aren’t sulking. He doesn’t want to indulge you too much but chuckles, the space between the two of you growing smaller while he climbs over your body. 

“As weird as this situation is, yes.” 

He lowers himself until you are enveloped by lithe, muscular arms and his abdomen is pressed against yours. The initial rush of closeness makes him dizzy, lightheaded almost, and your scent is now completely unavoidable. Lowering his face to nuzzle against your neck, you moan softly and the hand that was gripping your thigh now slides to the inside of it. 

“I want you really, really bad.” A kiss is placed against your clavicle, those fingers on your inner thigh now drenched with your pre-heat slick that has been soaking them and your panties since the two of you were first locked in here. 

“My mate,” he croons, voice little more than a rasp, greedy mouth now nipping at your throat, your shoulder, anything he can get to. 

Another slight pang shows itself in your chest but you ignore it, too overcome by your urge to be taken to ponder the possessiveness from a real world perspective. For now, it’s the two of you existing in this fantasy as a bonded pair, sating the others' urges for the first time in your lives. 

Your heart pounds in excitement. 

[cadaveerie]

Here are the transcriptions of the Backstory for Rook's factions in the Character Creator (with the different pronouns available + surnames):

GREY WARDENS

Surname: Thorne

BACKSTORY

Shield Against the Night

When innocent lives were at stake, Rook led the charge, saving a village from a monstrous nightmare--no matter the cost to herself/himself/themselves.

During a large darkspawn incursion, Rook was ordered to hold the line with other Grey Wardens until reinforcements arrived. Rook argued that by then, villagers under attack would be dead. She/He/They disobeyed orders, leading the squad into the incursion and sealing the tunnel to the Deep Roads. This turned the tide, and the darkspawn were driven off, which saved the villagers. Rook's heroism was popular among the younger Wardens, but others with connections to noble families resented her/his/their independent streak. Rook chose to step away while tempers cooled.

VEIL JUMPERS

Surname: Aldwir

BACKSTORY

Hunter of Secrets

When lives were at stake, Rook defied orders to rescue people from the mystic perils of Arlathan.

On an expedition to ruins in Arlathan Forest, the Veil jumpers found ruins that contained important lost lore and deadly danger. Barely surviving the ruins' ancient magical defenses, Rook's small team recovered and invaluable map leading to a hidden area of the forest. Although the team escaped, other Veil Jumpers found themselves trapped. Rook chose to return to the ruins, saving her/his/their teammates' lives, but losing the map. She/He/They was/were lauded for her/his/their bravery, but the map's loss caused some resentment among Veil Jumper leaders.

SHADOW DRAGONS

Surname: Mercar

BACKSTORY

Breaker of Bonds

Rook risked everything to liberate the enslaved people of Tevinter, even knowing it would anger the ruling elite.

The foundling Rook was adopted into a military family and joined the Shadow Dragons to fight from the shadows for change in Minrathous. While guarding a visiting dignitary who was investigating a slavery ring in the nearby city of Nessus, Rook concluded that the mission would fail without throwing caution to the wind. Alone, she/he/they sneaked the dignitary deep into Venatori-controlled zones and brought him back, along with the rescued slaves. These actions brought Rook to the Venatori's attention, and the Shadow Dragons decided to keep Rook out of sight.

LORDS OF FORTUNE

Surname: Laidir

BACKSTORY

Seeker of Gold and Glory

When a corrupt Rivaini noble double-crossed Rook, Rook escaped a collapsing ruin, turned the tables, and destroyed a dangerous artifact.

A rising Lord of Fortune, skilled at breaking into lost tombs and ruins, Rook killed a corrupt Rivaini noble to prevent an ancient evil from being given to the Venatori. Her/His/Their actions were correct and saved the lives of expedition members, but some Rivaini nobles were resentful. Because the success of the Lords' expeditions relied on Rivaini authorities looking the other way, it seemed wise for Rook to step away while tempers settled.

MOURN WATCH

Surname: Ingellvar

BACKSTORY

Defender of the Dead

When restless spirits threatened the inhabitants of the Grand Necropolis, Rook took the decisive action to protect both the living and the dead.

Discovered by undead inside a Grand Necropolis tomb as an infant, Rook was raised by Mourn Watch necromancers, eventually joining the order. During a "civil war" between undead nobility, known later as the War of the Banners, she/he/they led a daring attack on the rebellion's dueling leaders. It was a success, quelling the war and saving lives. But Rook's destruction of these undead nobles was controversial. Some Mourn Watchers feared Rook had offended the order's aristocratic patrons and encouraged her/him/them to travel for a while.

ANTIVAN CROWS

Surname: de Riva

BACKSTORY

Assassin Extraordinaire

When the invaders of Treviso took people captive, Rook was determined to free the prisoners at any cost.

A talented new Crow recently promoted to full membership, Rook chafed at the cautions of her/his/their commanders, especially with her/his/their city occupied by brutal soldiers known as the Antaam. When Rook saw a patrol herding along captives one night, she/he/they leaped into action. Despite saving lives, however, Rook had unknowingly compromised a larger Crow operation against the Antaam. Rook's superiors were incensed. Sidelined for her/his/their actions, the young assassin searched for new ways to prove herself/himself/themselves.

source :)

[witchyafterdark]

— Sebastian Sallow Headcanons; pt. 1

[None of the images belong to me! All credits to the owners and editors of these images!]

During 6th year, he tried his best to do good throughout the school year, and distract himself from the remnants of the Dark Arts' hold on him. Instead of giving into the temptation of the call to research more about the forbidden spells, he instead busied himself helping people with their academics.

He helps MC most of all, scheduling a constant time and day for tutorials about all the lessons they might have missed out on, in spite of their Field Guide. (And yes, he also gifted Ominis with Braille-engraved ingredient bottles for Potions class).

He extends this help towards underclass students, mostly Slytherin ones... cause you know, he still has that House Cup competitive streak in him.

Bonus: When he's in the library to study and tutor others, he usually leaves his blazer and robes back at the dorms to be more comfortable and laidback. He also started to wear reading glasses more frequently than before, and uses it to push back his messy waves when he doesn't need it. That's when he started to wonder why there seems to be more students, mostly girls, asking for his tutorial and academic assistance all the time. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

⭆⭆⭆

In the midst of Victorian standards of propriety and social decorum between men and women, Sebastian is actually quite well-versed in taking care of women in his life. When it was socially acceptable for men to opt out of "womanly discussions," Sebastian knows more than the average man, thanks to having been attuned to his twin all his life.

He was literally there when Anne was hunched over her food, in pain, at the Great Hall during their 2nd year. After almost carrying her all the way to the Hospital Wing, he demanded to know what was going on with her... until Nurse Blainey told him she started to have her monthly bleeding.

Instead of shying away from the topic, he took it upon himself to research in the library all there is about women's health and anatomy. When he didn't find what he was looking for, that's when he started to sneak into the restricted section for more information than what was available!

Best believe he was by Anne's side the next morning with a handful of chocolates, sweets, and a pair of enchanted warm, fuzzy socks to ease her period pains. This boy is not afraid of hush-hush women problems. He might even go down to the kitchens to make Anne her favorite soup to keep her warm, full, and cozy for bed.

(Will be the best girl dad)

⭆⭆⭆

I firmly believe that Sebastian would eventually stumble upon the cure for Anne as an adult.

Right after graduating from Hogwarts, he would most likely become a curse breaker; not only because it suits him, but he has a restless and tumultuous relationship with himself. Being buried in work while being in foreign lands serve as a good distraction for him. Sitting too long by himself doing nothing can make him ruminate about his past, and that's no good.

If Anne is still alive by the time he finds her cure, he would most certainly try his best to rekindle a connection with her, finding wherever she currently resides. He might even beg Ominis to tell him where she is, promising that his findings are backed up by other curse breakers or whatnot (even if that may not exactly be true), just so he'd be told of Anne's whereabouts.

Understandably, Anne would be extremely wary of all of this. But Sebastian can be extremely persuasive, and would have to be completely transparent with her about all of the information he found. He will get his sister back, and that was a promise he made to himself all those years ago. He never abandoned that promise.

But if Anne had already passed away, stumbling upon the cure during his work travels would make Sebastian spiral out of control. He will most likely disappear from the face of the earth, and not even Ominis' underground connections will be able to trace him.

Dark wizard and poacher camps can be reported to have been decimated to the ground overnight over a span of months, seamingly by the work of a vigilante. But in reality, Sebastian has been unleashing his rage and anger on those people who were like the wizard who cursed his sister. No one can stop him from this moment of grieving. He needs some sort of justice for what happened to Anne, and this is the only way he can think of in the midst of his grief.

Simultaneously, though, he has been collecting illicit and illegal information about all the curses, hexes, rituals, and dark magic he can get his hands on. He needs to know about all of them to be prepared for the worst in the future, however his future might be. This mission of his makes him compile and bind some sort of a tome of all the cures and solutions to the Dark Arts.

This kind of pattern continues of over the course of a couple of years, writing a letter to Ominis and MC every now and then to let them know he's still alive. Once he is quite satisfied and have come to terms with his grief, only then would he reemerge into society.

⭆⭆⭆

On a more lighthearted note, being a curse breaker is something he doesn't actually see himself doing for the rest of his life as he grows older. During his youth, he reveled in his findings and discoveries, taking pride in his abilities to be quick on his feet in perilous situations. Like most young men, he will maximize the years of his prime, traveling to distant lands and seeking opportunities elsewhere.

But as he falls into a groove, he might also feel the effects of the job on himself. Places and faces can get old to him once he realizes that he's no longer the young man he used to be. Weariness slowly seep into his bones, and he would love nothing more at this point than to be embraced into a warm home, and taking life slowly.

He realizes that time waits for no man, and perhaps this all stemmed from seeing Ominis recently. His old friend looking more at peace with himself, calm and contented with his own found family.

This could be the final push for Sebastian to finally hang the coat, and quietly retire from being a curse breaker. And this is where Professor Sallow comes into the picture.

Going back to Hogwarts, now as a teacher, gives him the sense of relief and comfort he didn't know he was yearning for. It's as if he has been holding his breath for so long, and now, he can breathe easy again. He feels safe now, with a renewed sense of purpose.

All of his learnings and discoveries during his prime will most definitely take their place in the familiar shelves of the Hogwarts library. He might even feel nostalgic over the fact the he now has actual unlimited access to the Restricted Section, with some of his books sitting right next to the ones he used to get into trouble for.

[apalestar]

Let it be known it lasted 4 glorious hours.

For once I don't owe a single thread on Astari*n. It's all in the queue.

[would-this-pokemon-be-a-friend]

id like to know about crustle, my good friend crustle.

2025’s bad streak continues! Unfortunately, despite their charming demeanor, crustles would not make good pets due to their solitary propensity.

To begin with, as always, let’s look at this species’ size. At four and a half feet, a height reached by their impressive boulder shell, crustles are certainly on the larger size for house pets, especially at that weight. While, with their little legs, these pokémon aren’t exceptionally agile or explorative, but they may still have trouble navigating around furniture and the like with their large shell. This is not a deal-breaker, by any means, as they could spend plenty of time outside, so long as you live in an arid climate (Sword).

The real issue with crustles is their antisocial behavior. These are not friendly, community-driven pokémon. Crustles are exceptionally territorial. This doesn’t just mean that they have an instinct for defending what they see as their territory: they are known to fight “viciously” for more (Black, Black2/White2)! At best, your crustle wouldn’t see you as a threat to their territory, but might go after any other pets, wild creatures, or strangers who come near them. At worst, they’ll try to claim your home for their own and will battle you until you leave, battered and bruised (if you’re lucky)!

This problem is multiplied exponentially by just how powerful these unassuming pokémon are. Their small legs are surprisingly strong (White), and their claws are powerful enough to crack the carapace of a fully-grown Rhyperior (Shield). You can imagine how dangerous they could be to a human. Combine those natural feats with moves like Rock Slide and Rock Wrecker and you’ve got a serious threat.

In summary, a pokémon this dangerous and this territorially aggressive wouldn’t make a very good pet for a vast majority of potential owners. Caring for one takes a professional, experienced touch, and even that comes with particular risks to safety. As much as I like this pokémon, I would recommend making a quick retreat if you ever come across one in an uncontrolled environment, it might just save your life.

[thelampisaflashlight]

Movie Night

[Rain and Dew watch a movie.] Below the cut.

"Your feet will never find firm footing; You tread upon the blood of those you have slain, and forevermore your steps shall echo as water, red as the holiest of wine, and in your wake, Hell's fire shall burn so you might only move forward... Onwards and on until the end of days." the vampire hunter in the movie declares, earning a snort from Dew, who snuggles down closer to Rain.

"This is the good part." he whispers, and Rain feels a gentle smile tug at his lips, "The lighting, the drama of the vampire's silhouette in the dark... Fucking beautiful."

"The acting leaves something to be desired." Rain comments, and Dew snorts, "The fake English accent, eugh..."

"It's art, Rainy, poorly dubbed over art, but art nonetheless."

"You," the water ghoul huffs, "and I have very different ideas of what art is."

"You just don't have taste." Dew counters, shifting so that his head is laying in Rain's lap, a hand coming to rest on his thigh as he settles, "You're the one who wanted to watch a vampire movie."

"I was really thinking Dracula, Interview With The Vampire... Something more traditional." Rain hums, reaching down to drag his fingers through Dew's wayward curls, rolling one of the fiery spirals between his forefinger and thumb, watching how the light of the tv highlights the subtle white streaks blended almost seamlessly with the rest, "Twilight-"

Dew gives an offended gasp that turns into a dull purr as Rain scratches along his scalp, "Twilight he says... Maybe as background noise..."

"Familiar background noise," Rain says, circling his fingers, "since you seem to remember those movies better than I do."

"Know thy enemy..." Dew groans as Rain's hand strays, "I had to pick it apart in order to tell people precisely why I hated it."

"You certainly did not," Rain teases, "you just wanted an excuse to talk about how Bella deserved better."

Dew opens his mouth to speak, but is caught off guard by Rain's gentle caress, "...You're playing a dangerous game, Raincloud."

"That's where you're wrong, sweetheart, I'm not the one in danger here..." He chuckles, playing with the collar of Dew's shirt, "Come now, watch your movie."

"Rain-"

"Shhh... No more words, just nod or shake your head." he says, grabbing Dew by the chin, "Do you want me?"

Dew sits up languidly, palms sinking into the faux leather couch cushions as he moves to crawl onto Rain's lap, nodding.

There's a brief awkwardness -as there always seems to be- as they shuffle about trying to get into the proper position; Rain gets Dew speared on his cock with minimal prep, lets him hiss at the burn, but is kind enough to pull a blanket over them, wrapping his arms around his waist, holding him in a way that doesn't betray what they're doing.

It just looks like they're cuddling like normal, but even in the dark, Rain can see the blossoming of red across Dew's cheeks, and the pin pricks of sweat beginning to form on the back of his neck, which he delights in licking away, earning him a yelp.

"Shhh, eyes forward, watch the movie."

And just like that, Dew's transfixed.

Rain hums, content to be warmed by the ghoul in his lap, but he's waiting.

Watching.

The telltale glint of fangs in moonlight, an unsuspecting victim; In the film, it's some busty blonde who makes minimal effort to run away in her cheap, ankle breaker heels.

Briefly distracted, Rain can't help but comment on the shoes.

"She should have worn better shoes."

"She wasn't exactly planning to get chased by a vampire, Rainy." Dew pouts, voice a bit strained as he tries to look back at the other, "Like you could run in heels."

"I could." Rain says, "I have."

"I'd like to see you tr-" Dew squeaks as Rain moves his hips slightly, "-Cheater."

"I didn't know we were playing a game." Rain says, pulling Dew back against his chest, "Now shush."

"Rain..."

Rain says nothing in return, casually slipping his hands beneath the blanket.

For a time, the only sound that can be heard besides the dull drone of the lead actor's monologue is the gentle movement of skin against skin... slow and steady.

It's easy, Rain finds, to get lost in it.

The sensation of Dew's body clenching around his cock and...

"You can see someone's travel mug in the background..." Dew says suddenly, gesturing at the screen, "Right there."

Rain blinks, propping his chin on Dew's shoulder, narrowing his eyes, "Shit, you can."

"Bleh, bleh, I vant a venti mocha latte..." Dew snickers and Rain gives a laugh, "...So, you gonna move or what?"

Rain clicks his tongue, thinking, "Mn... Tempting offer, but our movie is over."

Dew pats the couch beside them, searching for the remote.

"Twilight?"

"Twilight."

[nanivinsmoke]

Bestfriend’s Toy

Gojo x F!Reader

had to reupload because tumblr found my og picture nsfw. baby that’s what I write here! anyways, enjoy ~

summary ~ gojo uses you as his toy, whenever, where ever he wants. gojo x f!reader

warnings ~ dom, sub, dominate male, sub reader, cream pies, multiple orgasms, orgasm denial, breeding, public sex, exhibitionism and more!

the sound of squelching and loud creaks of the bed vibrated throughout the room. their bodies moved in sync as they indulged in one another. her moans were muffled by her pink laced panties that the male had put into her mouth, as he pounded her cunt sloppy.

he was underneath her, supporting her from the top, as he jackhammered her hard; her wetness making a white slippery mess on his cock. her legs were weak and wobbly, yet she was taking his dick perfectly. “mmm. take my load. yeah?” she nodded her head quickly, feeling another orgasm approaching.

he pounded faster and harder, his mushroom tip kissing her spot each time. his warm thick load pooled inside of her as his stroke became sloppy. her eyes began to roll back and that feeling came in her stomach once again, but before she could enjoy it he pulled out of her immediately, making tears brim her eyes and whimpers muffling against the fabric.

he chuckled and pulled her panties out, letting her speak her mind, “gojo…..” she whined looking at him with sad eyes, wanting to feel complete. “what’s the matter, doll?” he teased as he grabbed his boxers, knowing exactly what she wanted. “please…please let me finish,” she begged and spread her thick thighs, which let his kids flow out of her.

“my toys don’t get to finish. now be a good cum dump and put those back on, you’re wasting it” he pointed at the pink garments lying next to her, before he continued to get dressed.

y/n and gojo were best friends. they met in college and did everything together, even working at the same job as each other. one night during a game of strip poker, y/n had the winning streak but the tables turned in gojo’s favor, which ended up having the game end up as a tie. as a tie breaker he suggested something different, something that changed their relationship forever. to make that long and lewd story short, they ended up being a six and a nine that night, seeing who could cum first. he was the loser that time, but seeing how well she could make him cum loads, he decided on making her his fuck toy and she obliged.

“your receipt is in the bag, enjoy your day. beautiful” the customers squealed and smiled as Gojo flirted with them, exiting the store while giggling and talking about how cute he was. while he was putting their cash into the drawer, he glanced over at the girl that was crouching next to him, shivering and whimpering as the toy that was inserted inside her went rampant inside her hole.

“you didn’t make any noise, good girl. as your reward, im going to turn the toy off for now. in the meantime, you can go stock the shelves” his blue eyes trailed over to the next customer walking into their convenience store and a smirk appeared on his face.

waddling over to an isle, y/n moved slow as she was still weak from being overstimulated a few minutes ago. her panties were soaked with her fluids, making it uncomfortable for her to move around, she had came so much she was sure he drained her. but, the thought of being caught, the thought of someone hearing the buzzing of the toy, the thought of someone finding out what she was doing; made her blush. gojo had brought out a side she didn’t know she had. she liked it.

the customer that entered the store looked around puzzled, not able to find what they were looking for, which made the white haired male smile. he knew exactly what to do, “you need help miss?” his smile seemed genuine, but it was hardly that. “oh im looking for this,” the woman pointed at her phone and that cause gojo’s smile to widen more. “ah yes, that’s down that aisle. there should be a woman down there that can help you,” his smile was bright and the woman nodded her head.

“miss? can you help me find something that im looking for?” the woman’s voice called out to y/n who turned around and nodded with a smile, slowly waddling over to her. “Oh, that’s over he—OH!” gojo had turned on the toy once again, putting it on the highest setting. “are yoh alright miss–oh my god!” y/n had dropped to her knees, as the orgasm came upon her. the orgasm she so desperately needed caused her legs to go weak. her breathing picked up and her mind went blank.

“oh my! sorry about her, she hadn’t slept much. here! this is on the house. Im going to take care of her for a bit. thanks for stopping at our store” gojo handed the woman the item she was looking for before picking y/n’s body up and making his way to the back room. when the two were finally alone, she was still in her daze as gojo stared at her with a smirk with the remote in hand. “how many times did you cum?”

her eyes fluttered up to his, “five times…” she replied weakly and he chuckled before turning off the toy with the remote. he swiftly pulled down his zipper and pushed his hard cock through the hole and with no hesitation he slipped y/n’s panties to the side; his pink tip at her slick entrance before he stopped. his blue crystal eyes met her’s for a brief moment, before she looked away and bucked her hips closer to him and pushed him inside. “shit! attagirl. taking me so well”

her wetness immediately coated his dick, creating a film of cream over it, “you came again didn’t you?” he already knew the answer as he felt her walls contract around him. she nodded weakly her eyes fixtated on the door behind them, her ears perked up when she heard the store’s door chime on the opposite side of the door. “oh? you got excited didn’t you? let’s make sure they can hear you take this dick”

he slammed his hips foreward, pushing himself deeper inside of her making her yelp out. He continued this action more, loving the noises she finally decided to let out. “mmm. so fucking sexy, I can do it inside?” he groaned softly, stroking in and out of her sopping wet cunt. she nodded frantically hearing the customers call out for them.

gojo’s strokes became sloppier and fast paced, and his dick twitched inside of her. y/n’s orgasm came crashing down on her hard, her body twitched and her back arched, “YES!” gojo let out his load inside of her, his thick white semen dripped out of her when he pulled out.

“you know I’m going to punish you later for cumming so much, right? now, let’s go see what they want”

[the-angry-acrobat]

tag yourself; the crows 🐦‍⬛

kaz brekker: a thousand thoughts, the city at night, coffee so dark that no amount of sugar can sweeten it, big risk-taker, laughing hard so no one knows that you’re really upset, neon lights, spontaneous tattoos, good memory and so remembers very bad ones, loves your friends and would do anything for them, focused on your goals, has your back, overachiever, messy handwriting, graffiti, adventurous, blunt texts, crazy strong, loose coins, works unbelievably hard, good with numbers, never gets enough sleep, dog lover, good ideas at 2am, middle fingers up, hides their true emotions, ambitious  

inej ghafa: vivid dreams, black eyeliner, has a lot of secrets, laughter late at night, kittens, always there for people, salty waves and sharp winds, passionate about everything, black fishnets, loves fruit, resilient, combat boots, tired, writes poetry, dark makeup, watching movies at 2am, bracelets, reading in the light of a streetlamp in the middle of the night, ripped stockings, thrift stores, likes cold weather, coffee at midnight, resonates with the ocean, wishes on 11:11, deep conversations, “look at the moon”, feels like they’re in a sort of dream, a ride or die, people-watcher, glows from within, midnight snacks, holding hands, loves the sky, mysterious, alone a lot of the time, supportive, speaks with their eyes, gives good advice, graceful movements 

nina zenik: loud music, milkshakes, lace, very strong-willed, close friend group, messy bedroom, keeps a diary, long journeys, polaroid pictures, loves chocolate, loud laugh, sunset skies, bilingual, liquid lipstick, judgmental, can always make you laugh, sings in the shower, warm hugs, stuffed toys, singing at the top of your lungs even if you can’t sing, unbroken promises, running mascara, dancing like nobody’s watching, opinionated, crying to a friend over the phone 

jesper fahey: bright eyes, always rushing, piercings, colourful eyeshadow, vibrant colours, dirty jokes, rule-breaker, in love with adventure, dark sunglasses, overbearing emotions, lying in fields, dusty old books, comfortable silences, nail polish, antique stores, morning light filtering through a window, crazy dancing anywhere and everywhere, always looking for something new to do, so fun to be around, absentmindedly searching for the thrill of danger, always tries their best, hard days, pillow fights, the glow of city lights past midnight, needs validation, old architecture, staying up really late, makes sure everyone is having a good time at a party

matthias helvar: trust issues, deep thoughts on long trips, likes cold weather, etc watching rain slide down a car window, different mood every minute, poetic, would help you move, coffee stained cups, tired eyes, giving your whole heart to someone, watching black and white movies, easy to confide in, involved in a lot of things, driving at night with the car windows down, constellations, kind of lost in their own way, freezing cold weather, spare change, dog lover

wylan hendriks: watercolour paintings, forever changed by the people they love, memory boxes full of old photos, live has never been worse but never better, spinning around and around until you get dizzy, old tape recordings, dawn light filling a room, summer days, ink pens, getting lost in crowds, having paint streaks on your face and arms and clothes, parked car conversations, contagious laughter, biting your tongue, been through a lot, just wants to escape at random times

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Covens and Foils

So a little smth that yet again, I didn’t have quite enough time to include in s3 but that in the latest chapter might’ve shined through a bit is that I really wanted Shirley’s coven to be a bit of a foil and/or parallel to the Trix

The plan was to have it be Icy-Juliette, Stormy-Yena and of course, the most obvious perhaps Darcy-Shirley

Starting with Darcy-Shirley, they are both mind witches and literally grew up together, with Darcy helping Riven do what it took to keep them all alive. They are both mind witches and it was what Darcy became that pushed Shirley to want to do something different with her powers

Darcy manipulates and uses her power to trick and decieve people. Shirley goes the opposite route, learning how to help people. Darcy focuses on nightmares and nausea and bringing out the fear and the worst in people. Shirley focuses on dreams and real memories, on comforting and explores the boundries of her power

Now, Stormy and Yena. This is the weakest since Yena was meant to have more screentime in s3 that never happened. But they’re both elemental witches. Stormy has a focus on air and lightning, Yena focuses on water.

Stormy has a deep-rooted wish for chaos, she’s impulsive and violent and just wants to rule the world. Yena is a Healer, she has a maternal streak and, while being very capable of fighting, she prefers to take a seat back and focus on the simpler things in life. Yena would totally vibe to Shuffle of Love, Stormy is more Perfect Revenge ya know what i’m saying?

Finally, Icy and Juliette. The witches touched by dark magic and the eldest of their respective covens.

Icy’s family has a history with dark magic, for Juliette, she nearly becomes a proxy for Darkar, and some of that magic remains in her very veins, infecting every part of her.

Icy doesn’t learn from the past and her family’s tragic history, she goes after the Flame and is the main instigator of the Trix’s first crimes. Meanwhile, Juliette had no choice in being kidnapped and nearly becoming a proxy, however, she chooses to use the dark magic that remains in her to become an expert curse-breaker and understand blood magic, which may have a negative reputation, but that Juliette manages to use for some good.

They’re both determined to protect their respective covens, feeling responsible as the eldest. The difference is that Icy fails and Juliette succeeds.

Icy sets in motion the events that eventually lead to her coven falling apart by becoming obsessed with the idea of the Dragon Flame. Juliette refusing to see herself as ‘tainted’ by dark magic and choosing to use if for good as much as she can sets the precident of how her coven views magic, with Juliette becoming an expert in blood magic and hexes and Shirley using mind magic to help people

Anyways, I’ll stop ranting. This was just some of the brainrot in my head while writing s3 that didn’t quite make it to the final cut