#a little bit annoyed? I guess? sometimes when people go out of their way to find workarounds around the aging

[clonehub]

part of the tragedy of the clones is the accelerated aging. its inseparable from their creation and their duty. it doesnt just artificially shorten their lives, it concentrates the feelings they have about themselves and their ability to leave/stay and to fight or not fight, because they have half as much time to do anything. if their bodies break down at an alarming speed, theyd probably hate to have to do it outside of what's familiar to them, even if what's familiar is an active violation of their rights. its an artificial life constraint as well as an artificial choice constraint. if you had all the time in the world, you'd probably worry less about why you were put into the galaxy, what your "purpose" was. existentialism is less daunting when you can exist perpetually. not so for clones.

[skrunksthatwunk]

found out that rascal's owner took him again while i was out, and he's probably not gonna be back since the semester's almost over. i don't even know if his owner's coming back next semester, if i'll ever see him again. if he'll ever see me again. why do they wait until im not around to do this? why do they never let me say goodbye to him?

[frownyalfred]

Why is it so hard to find ppl that actually understand bruce? I am tired of either finding ppl that see him as an abuser or others that only love wfa version of him I am really tired of this like really I can't even join a Fandom without getting my favorite character not getting mischaracterized left and right 😔

I'm going to rant a little bit here, and I apologize in advance. This isn't really directed at you. But I'm kind of tired of this flavor of ask. I get it a lot -- half of these asks are praising me for having a "good" interpretation of canon, and the other half are blasting me for being too "fanon" and bending too much to fandom tropes in my posts and writing. And of course the nonstop WFA hatred in my inbox is tiring.

Be the change you want to see in the world. If you don't like what the fandom is doing to your blorbo, write him your way. But sitting at the edge of the playpen complaining about how someone else is playing with their toys isn't useful. And it's really getting annoying to me, as a content creator.

I'm also tired of the superiority some canon-adherents have over those who write/draw more fanon tropes. So many of you are SO bitter over the idea that fandom is "ruining" Bruce or your other Batfamily blorbo because how DARE they write your blorbo in that way that is so OOC. How DARE they! And yet, you sit on the sidelines and create bitchy tumblr posts about how those fandom participants are stupid, or ill-informed, or simply don't have the higher thinking ability to understand your blorbo like you do.

And yet. You don't write Bruce the way you "enjoy." You don't create content or share posts or promote those canon characteristics you so highly value. Instead, you write posts complaining about the others in this fandom and deride them for being stupid like adhering to canon strictly somehow makes you better than anyone else. You mock their acceptance of fanon tropes as canon as if there is required reading in this fandom, entirely dismissing the idea that the line between DC fanon/canon is confusing as hell on a good day, and ignoring that the natural progression of engaging in fandom is finding out -- sometimes on your own timeline -- what actually happened in canon. Especially when canon is so vast.

And guess what? At the end of the day, we are all on the fandom website(s). You're still reading fanfiction at the end of the day. Canon or fanon or some blend of the in-between, you are still a fan participating in fandom content in some way or another. And we are all equal in that respect.

We are all here to enjoy these characters. Fanfiction is a medium that allows us to further explore canon, yes, But it is also a way to explore the OOC, the what-if's, the out of character but fandom-fave ideas and tropes people want. The fact that OTHER people enjoy those things should never impact your enjoyment of fandom.

If you cannot handle someone else playing with the same toys as you, but playing with them in a way you don't like, you need to go back to preschool. And if someone won't give you your toy back, find another one. Write the story. Create the post. Build your own engagement from the ground up, finding likeminded people if you can. They are definitely on here.

But I get the impression that when people complain about fanon "ruining" fandom, what they're actually saying is "I'm upset that canon content isn't as popular as fanon content." And that, I can't help you with. We can't always change what other people love or want to engage with.

I'm sorry that this rant is blunt, but it's been simmering inside me for a while. I'm really tired of getting and deleting this ask 15 times a day. You will not find much sympathy on this blog for canon purism and the derision of fanon/fandom, and for that I apologize. But it's the truth.

I enjoy consuming content about both "fanon" and canon Bruce. I like the contrast and complexities. But I have seriously had to stop following a ton of blogs in the last year who don't create "canon" content anymore and instead spend their time complaining about other people in the fandom who are just enjoying themselves and creating their own content. It's incredibly disheartening and frustrating.

[dizscreams]

Hobie x fem reader where he gets a little jealous that’s shes been hanging out with another guy and she reassures him

NO NEED TO BE JEALOUS

— Hobie Brown ★

PAIRING: Hobie Brown x Fem!Reader

A/N: The Hobie brainrot is crazy

You crawled out of bed in a rush since you were already late to your hangout with Miles, accidentally waking up your boyfriend in the process. “Where you off to?” He asked groggily watching as you quickly grabbed a shirt and shimmied into your pants. “Hanging out with Miles!”

“Miles Morales?”

“Yeah, I told you this last night.”

You smirked at his muttered “Of course its Miles” but carried on getting ready like you didn’t hear it.

You put on mascara quickly and checked the time again. “What do you do when you’re with him?” He asked curiously. You looked at him as he propped his elbow on the bed and looked at you tiredly. “Not much,” you chuckled, “He’s been helping me with my drawings recently, giving me tips and all of that boring stuff.”

He nodded and opened his mouth to say something before you cut him off, “Shit I gotta go. I’ll see you later, I love you!” You kissed his head and grabbed one of Hobie’s jackets before running off. He groaned and rolled over to put his head into his pillow. He trusted you, he really did, but he didn’t know Miles too well.

He was a good kid it seemed but you had been spending a lot more time with Miles than you were with Hobie. But Hobie wasn’t jealous, of course not! He didn’t get jealous. He just wished you spent more time with your actual boyfriend than with a kid you just met.

That was it.

That night Hobie waited in your room for you to come home. You ended up coming home at 9 o’clock at night. You stepped through the portal and immediately greeted your boyfriend. “Oh hey, you’re still here?” You asked as you sat on the bed next to him. “Yeah, you were out late.” You looked at the clock and grimaced, “Were you waiting this whole time?”

Hobie nodded in reply and you kissed his cheek, “I’m sorry I kept you waiting. Miles and I were spray painting all the spider people we’re friends with and it’s super cool. You should come see it sometime!” You ranted as you got up from your position on the bed and changed into more comfy clothes, that being an oversized t-shirt of Hobies and some sweatpants.

“You spent the whole day with him?”

“Yeah,” you replied nonchalantly as you laid down on the bed, sighing as your back his the comfy mattress.

You patted the spot next to you and Hobie moved to sit upright against the headboard. “Are you okay?” You asked looking up at him. “Fine, just fine,” he responded in a way that told you he was definitely not just fine. You put a hand on his arm and moved to prop yourself up so that you were now sitting upright against the headboard as well.

“What’s wrong?”

You would be lying if you said his crossed arms and slight pout didn’t amuse you. You knew exactly what was wrong, you just wanted to mess with him a bit. This was about Miles. Everytime you mentioned his name you saw Hobie roll his eyes or you heard a small annoyed groan. It was funny to you, but you couldn’t tell him that.

“You’re spending a lot of time with this Miles fella, don’t you think?”

You hid your smile and shrugged, “Guess so. He’s just a good friend is all.”

“A good friend?” He repeated, “You’ve known him three days tops.”

“Hobie?”

“What?”

“Do you think you might be jealous of Miles?”

He made a weird face and you laughed. “It’s okay to admit it you know,” you gave him a teasing smile and put your chin on his shoulder. “You’re kinda hot when you’re jealous.”

He rolled his eyes and gently pushed your head off his shoulder, “Shut up. Ain’t jealous.” Your smile turned into a grin, “Right, is that why you can’t even look at me when you say it?” He turned his head to look at you and gave you a glare. “Look me in the eyes and tell me you aren’t jealous,” you said with a small laugh.

“You serious?”

“Extremely.”

He hated how much fun you were getting out of this but couldn’t help the small smile that formed on his lips. "M' not jealous of some 15 year old.” You hummed, “Thought you hated labels.” He shook his head and out of no where grabbed your waist and put you on his lap. He laughed at the yelp you let out and you hit his shoulder. “You could’ve given me a warning!”

“You didn’t deserve it.”

You scoffed, “You are unbelievable, Hobie.”

“What? You don’t like me teasing you, after all you’ve said to me?” You stayed silent with a pout on your lips and he kissed your forehead, “Cmon now, ’s just fun and games, love.” “Jus fun and games, love.” You mimicked with your familiar smile returning back to your face. You laughed at his reaction before leaning in to rest your head on his shoulder and put your arms around him.

“Back to the main point, you are jealous.”

He let out a breath and nodded, “Suppose so.”

“Ha! I knew it!”

“Ay! Just a bit. Lets not forget that you were jealous of Gwen one time.”

“Okay, shut up.”

He laughed and you smiled, “I just want you to know you’re the only guy I want. You’re cooler than Miles, but don’t tell him I said that,” you warned as you observed the dumb smirk on his face. “I wont.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

He put his arms around your torso and you both stayed like that until you fell asleep.

Maybe he was stupid to be jealous of Miles but the outcome was completely worth it.

[nephilimbrute]

ok since you guys don't know anything about my agent 8's personality, i'm doing a huge infodump on them. enjoy

Agent 8; they/them, nonbinary — 24 as of current time, in a relationship with Agent 4 and Captain 3

they're pretty, but also one of the worst people you'll meet. everyone who met them has had something terrible happen to them, basically a bad omen...yet they still think they're a saint! 8 is very narcissistic, but also very self-critical. they think they can be the only one to do something, that they're the best at it...but they know this is wrong, so they hate themself for it

they think they're a very fragile and innocent being, like a deer. they want to live a calm and steady life, no excessively loud or overwhelming sounds and music, just them and their close ones. they enjoy writing poetry and creating art to the likes of vincent van gogh, but also impressionism in general. they have a very bad memory now, so they want to capture the present time as best as they can if it ever gets worse. often times, 8 thinks about any big events that are coming up in the near future (concerts, festivals, etc.). they don't like to think about the future outside of these things (was team present if that wasn't obvious)

they used to be full of emotion, expressing and voicing their thoughts well. but slowly over time, they've became numb to most things to prevent themself from being embarassed by...sadness. they think being upset is embarassing, and are easily annoyed by gloomy people. they have such little sympathy, but it still exists. they are capable of love! it's not hard to crack through their shell, nor do they even have one. 8 themself is aware of how they've changed over the years, and they want to go back to how they used to be; loving, sympathetic, mindful of others. they do feel very sorry for the change in their personality, but the partial sanitization that was done to them makes it difficult to revert to their old self

8 feels like they're putting up a front when they want to be nice, and, they can be compassionate and apologetic sometimes. they deeply wish for anyone who recognized them pre-octo expansion to forgive them, even if they did nothing wrong

because of the whole octo expansion situation, 8 has developed truman syndrome, paranoia, and heavily dislikes anything involving a smart AI or robotics. this is one of the reasons why marina pisses them off so badly. to 8, they think that they've caused no harm, and every mistake they've done was not entirely their fault. they make a lot of people uncomfortable in some way without touching anyone or saying anything. despite all that, they respect people's personal space a lot!..other than pearl and marina, who they used to watch sleep before being kicked out

now, onto their relationships. 8 is doing fine with agent 4, he's nice to them so they like him... but so is cap3, yet 8 might be one of the worst things that ever happened to her. cap3 really wants some alone time and hates being stared at, and 8 does the exact opposite of that. they don't touch her at her request, but they Will stare at her whenever she's doing anything, at any given time. they don't process in their mind that they want to make her uncomfortable, they just sort of...do?

^ i only limited this to a bit so i won't delve Too deep and go off topic. you can ask about that if you want

i guess you could say they have some kind of parental issues? i don't know, they can't remember who their biological parents are anyways. they have a strong attachment to marina though, can't decide if they wanna be her or want her to adopt them. kind of "eh" with pearl, still respects him nonetheless

congratulations! if you've read until the end, here's a human 8 doodle :3

[rosamariaa]

my top 5 favorite book wolfstar moments

this is all for funsies. I'm going to be very honest here: I don't really think wolfstar is implied in the books, but I feel like if I put my shipper googles I CAN prove that those two were, at least, a bit weird about each other!

1. Remus "ideals" going askrew for Sirius:

We have two moments in the books where we see Remus being pretty ruthless when it came to the war, he thinks that if there's a way to put a enemy down then you should do it:

prisioner of azkaban, chapter eighteen:

"You should have realized," said Lupin quietly, "if Voldemort didn't kill you, we would. Good-bye, Peter."

deathly hollows, chapter 5:

Lupin looked aghast. “Harry, the time for Disarming is past! These people are trying to capture and kill you! At least Stun if you aren’t prepared to kill!”

However, when he was talking to Harry about Sirius reciving the dementor's kiss this is what Mr. Lupin has to offer:

prisioner of azkaban, chapter twelve:

[...] Lupin drank a little more butterbeer, then said, "It's the fate that awaits Sirius Black. It was in the Daily Prophet this morning. The Ministry have given the dementors permission to perform it if they find him." [...] "He deserves it," [harry] said suddenly. "You think so?" said Lupin lightly. "Do you really think anyone deserves that?"

This makes me actually go bonkers like... When he found out it was Peter all along he was full on ready to kill him but when he belived it was Sirius doing the same damn thing then suddenly no one deserves it... christ we see you remus lupin, we see you...

2. Moving in thogeter

I don't even have anything to say for this one just.. *gestures vaguely*

Order of the phoenix, chapter 6:

[...] and Lupin, who was staying in the house with Sirius but who left it for long periods to do mysterious work for the Order [...]

It's so funny cos like... he didn't need to do that... no one else is staying there even though it's the order's HQ.

And we know that as poor as Remus is he does have a house (Sirius stays there for a bit at the end of GOF) so he just... moves in... just because. yea.

a little extra scene that it's kinda funny, imagine finding out your teacher and godfather are dating by calling said godfather and said teacher picks up... lol :

Harry opened his eyes to find that he was looking up out of the kitchen fireplace at the long, wooden table, where a man sat poring over a piece of parchment. “Sirius?” The man jumped and looked around. It was not Sirius, but Lupin. “Harry!” he said, looking thoroughly shocked. “What are you — what’s happened, is everything all right?”

3. Remus is Sirius' good boy

Okay I will try not to ramble about this one but... I can't help it. He quite literally calls Remus a good boy you can not make this shit up.

Order of the phoenix, chapter 9:

Sirius, who was right beside Harry, let out his usual barklike laugh. “No one would have made me a prefect, I spent too much time in detention with James. Lupin was the good boy, he got the badge.”

I think what drives me insane about this one is that even though Remus had the same sense of humor as the other boys (although his was quieter and dry), they were a bit different. Sirius himself says that Remus would make them feel ashamed of themselves sometimes and, of course it depends on how you view Sirius, but to me I feel like he is a person that doesn't really put up with things just to please someone and so I feel like if it were a random person he would just go like "Well if you don't like what we do fuck off I guess" but since it was Remus he doesn't get annoyed at all and it makes it seem like he has a soft spot for Remus:

Order of the phoenix, chapter 29:

“Of course he was a bit of an idiot!” said Sirius bracingly. “We were all idiots! Well — not Moony so much,” he said fairly, looking at Lupin, but Lupin shook his head.

likeee that's his boy!!

4. Giving harry a joint present

You see, this one is very funny to me bc I was watching Sex and the city a few weeks ago and there's a scene where Carrie takes Mr. Big as her plus one to a wedding and of course she asks him to put his name on the present and he just. refuses. He has several commitment issues and even tho they were together for months at that point he thought a joint present "was too much".

And naturally my first thought was "oh wow that's so crazy bc in the children's book series 'Harry Potter', harry's godfather and teacher gave him a joint present without second thought". After moving in together. yea.

Order of the phoenix, chapter 23:

Sirius and Lupin had given Harry a set of excellent books entitled Practical Defensive Magic and Its Use Against the Dark Arts, [...]

how does that makes you feel mr.big

5. Intimacy

Last but not least (literally I think this is my favorite?) three moments that I think it shows us just how close those two are. Not even romantically, but in friendship too.

Order of the Phoenix, chapter 14:

[...] said Sirius with a wry smile. “I know she’s a nasty piece of work, though — you should hear Remus talk about her.”

We know Remus is a Nice Guy. He does everything he can to maintain at least a civil relationship with the people around him (save moments of distrees and his little cynical comments in poa, of course). And so the fact that he has a little "can I be mean?" moment with Sirius is just so funny... I just know Sirius supports all Remus' moments of haterism <3

Order of the phoenix, chapter 5:

“Molly, you’re not the only person at this table who cares about Harry,” said Lupin sharply. “Sirius, sit down.” Mrs. Weasley’s lower lip was trembling. Sirius sank slowly back into his chair, his face white

Order of the phoenix, chapter 29:

“I’m coming up there to have a word with Snape!” said Sirius force-fully and he actually made to stand up, but Lupin wrenched him backdown again.

I know people always talks about those 2 moments with the sense of like... oh wow remus asks and Sirius obeys thats hot and I AGREE it's the same thing I said before: If it was anyone else I think he would go "fuck off no" but since it's Remus he just do it unquestioned.

but ALSO. I feel like it does show how close they are... Close enough to push someone backwards etc those two lived together for more than a decade... they are Close and are used to each other and I think that's beautiful :')

[maoam]

Naruto most likely sees how the world around him works, and it affects his behaviour, especially since he craves for acceptance.

Notice the difference in his reaction when another guy says he likes him in part 1 vs part 2.

(Sorry for a bit poor quality, it was difficult to find an accurate translation, most were viz translations which didn't convey this convo very well). In part 1 he's just annoyed, because he doesn't like Kankurou as a person. He didn't even think about that "I like you" could have certain other implications. But in part 2 he's straight up creeped out by Kakashi saying the same thing, eventhough the meaning and intention is the same in both.

Naruto's reaction to Kurama mentioning his kiss with Sasuke was also way too over the top. Like really comical. Naruto was putting on a show in front of everyone. But whenever he's with Sasuke, he forgets all about this, he is fine with waxing poetry to Sasuke, or Sasuke being close to him...

My guess is since he went through puberty he also learned things about himself and thus started to become more sensitive to such things. Thus internalized homophobia.

Take this scene for example. He seems a bit uncomfortable being there. Sai was probably made to be like this (inappropriate, talking about p*nis all the time, being compared to Sasuke, challenging Naruto about his fixation on Sasuke) so Kishi could introduce more such themes into the manga. He's rather clever about this.

Another guess (it could be both combined) would be that since Jiraiya is so aggressively straight man (to the point he has to introduce himself by saying he's not into men lol) living with him for those years during the timeskip could have affected Naruto's mindset even more. But it's funny how Kishi keeps stressing over and over how Naruto finds Jiraiya's er*tic books boring. Also unlike Jiraiya who peeps on women for p*rverted reasons, Naruto does it as a prank, and in order to practice his oiroke no jutsu. Kishi is trying to show how they are different. I remember on one discussion forum one guy actually brought up he noticed Naruto's changed behaviour after he came back with Jiraiya! Like that he was even more gay and more sensitive to gay things. See, other people notice too.

Then he calls Konohamaru's boy-on-boy jutsu "nasty". Naturally, it's a shonen, Naruto can't have a comically interested reaction like Sakura to something like that, it wouldn't fly. Thus the internalized homophobia. But I also think he didn't want to see Sasuke who he's possessive over being with Sai like that lol. And Naruto really isn't one to talk considering what he came up with later.

Look how proud he looks. Little hypocrite. He's been working on those twink bods more than rasengan lol. Kishi wasn't very subtle with that comment. Also Kishi fought for this moment with his editors for YEARS because he just really needed to write this down. It was just that important to him...

Of course Naruto's repression comes up when it comes to Sasuke as well. Here he admits Sasuke is attractive, but then immediately backpedals on it. His real feelings just slipped.

Later, he was thinking about Sasuke, his mind consumed by Sasuke, but when Sakura and Sai appear his whole body language changes and he immediately claims he was thinking about a date with Sakura. He didn't want to be vulnerable nor let anyone know about his real feelings at the moment. He is hiding behind a heterosexual facade.

But sometimes Naruto doesn't even think of backpedaling on it. He is with his supposed "crush" yet unlike anyone else who would try to get closer or maybe flirt, he is just thinking about Sasuke. This is actually a moment that made many people raise their eyebrows. Including people who didn't like narusasu, or people who didn't ship anything. Specifically because it's written like a clickbait, as in Naruto says "he is happy" and Sakura going "huh?" and because she's his supposed crush who is taking care of him as I said most readers would expect next page have Naruto say something that would emphasize his crush on Sakura. But no, he goes on about Sasuke. No matter how much ss/nh insist we see gay everywhere, many other people picked up on Kishi's writing at many points during the story. But anyway, even with the internalized homophobia, Naruto's love for Sasuke is so strong he can say crazy things about Sasuke to other people and to Sasuke himself that things like "I'm starting to like you" (a completely average thing to say to another person) can't compare to, and still be unbothered by it.

Finally there is the interaction with Minato. Naruto wants to look good in front of his dad so he hesitantly agrees Sakura is his girlfriend, despite how in the previous arc we were shown that Naruto knew Sakura still likes Sasuke, and was angry at her when she tried to confess to him. So he is obviously not serious about Sakura being his girlfriend, but he is saying it to Minato hesitantly. Yet when his dad is leaving he doesn't want to lie anymore.... but he's also hesitant about admitting he hasn't found a girl like his mom wanted.

About the last part, I think it's referring to the armadillo scene? I think it was Kishi's typical humour, like how Naruto saw Haku in makeup and feminine clothing, and assumed Haku was a girl, but then was told Haku is a boy and went "oh okay, I didn't know that kind of thing existed". Here there was instead an armadillo that somehow looked like it was wearing makeup (??? idek or at least looked feminine) and since Naruto needed to write down whether the animals were boys or girls (a ridiculous cover up mission they made up to hide the war was going on from Naruto lol) but then it was flipped over with everyone else and Naruto saw its p*nis and went "even if heaven and earth switched places, a male is still a male". I guess Kishi likes this kind of thing lol... his d*ck jokes...

I know it says "the world might flip over" here but I know it's actually that proverb "even if heaven and earth switched places" that's often used in Japanese.

EDIT: this got flagggged by tumblr so I had to edit sus words.

[jirsungs]

NO IDEA | 11. lemme guess, fake boyfriend responsibilities?

word count: 2k words (soo... i might've gone over my planned number which was 1k...)

As soon as Donghyuck got the address of the man that shall not be named’s frat house, he jumped up from his bed. The sudden rustling noise of his panicking startles Renjun and Jaemin, who are scattered around his room. Renjun sat at Donghyuck’s PC desk and was originally trying to peacefully relax and build his Minecraft cottage house while Jaemin was busy munching on chips he stole from their snack stash and playing a game on his phone. 

“Jesus! Dude!”

Donghyuck ignores Renjun’s shriek, already rummaging through his closet (which was not the cleanest, but the messiest) for an acceptable “college frat party” outfit. 

“What’s up with him?” Jaemin mouths to the shorter male, which Renjun shrugs.

Both, now intrigued, remove their focus on their designated activities, and transfer it onto Donghyuck. “What’re you doing?” Renjun asks.

Donghyuck finally answers when he grabs out a gray hoodie, taking a quick whiff before putting it on. “Jeno texted about Hyunjin and Belle making out in a corner and—”

“Lemme guess, fake boyfriend responsibilities?” Renjun interrupts. 

To this, Donghyuck frowns, and Jaemin only snickers at the reaction. “Hyuck, we’re messing with you. Go get your girl, man.” 

The former smiles. “Thanks, guys. I’ll be back in a bit.” 

Donghyuck’s pacing down the hallway to the door when one of the guys yells out, “And uh, if she pukes in Dongsookie, you’re cleaning it up!”

“Jun, what did I say about naming my car?!”

"Busy, can’t hear you!”

Rolling his eyes at Renjun’s obvious lie which was followed by Jaemin’s cackle, Donghyuck stands in front of the shoe rack. He’s about to put his foot into his shoe but stills himself for a moment. 

Is this the right move? What if she doesn’t want me there?

Before he can dwell too much on overthinking, his ringtone's annoying sound makes him jump in his spot. Is it a coincidence that you just happened to call him at this exact moment of his overthinking? He’s not sure, but the thought of it spreads a small smile when he sees your contact pop up.

“Hello?” He covers up his rapid breathing as if he wasn’t rushing to the door a few minutes prior.

“Donghyuckkk…”

The bumping background noise of the party music and your slurring words is all he can hear in his ear when he answers the phone, and Donghyuck doesn’t notice himself fanboying over how cute you are. He’s about to reply when you continue.

“Can yoooou… Pick… me up?”

“Y/N, how much did you drink, exactly?” The smile he’s wearing screams boyish; his teeth sink into his bottom lip as he anticipates your next reply.

“Pleaase…” With his question going unanswered, he decides not to push it.

“Alright, alright, wait for me. I’m on my way. Stay with your friends until I'm there, okay?”

The last thing he hears before you hang up is your little “Mhmm” before he hurriedly puts his shoes on, grabs his car keys, and exits out the door. 

“Sheesh, she’s cute.” 

Donghyuck finds himself fortunate that no one hears him giggling down the apartment hallway.

When Donghyuck drives up to the frat house, he observes the sight with a scowl on his face. It's your typical college party.

How do people enjoy this? How does Jeno enjoy this? He thinks.

Little did anyone know, he sometimes thinks he could enjoy it. But a drunk Y/N walking around in the party seemed like a more important issue to think about at the moment.

After playing out the multiple possible scenarios of what could happen when he walks into the party, he gains the courage to turn off the ignition. He exhales a deep breath before finally exiting his car. 

As soon as he opens the door, he knows he doesn’t fit in. The blasting music makes him cover his ears, and the sweaty bodies pushing into him have him holding his breath. Most importantly, he doesn’t love how people can tell he isn’t familiar with this type of environment because some partygoers side-eye him as he walks past, and even people he recognizes from class whisper to their friends. 

Luckily, he’s welcomed by Jeno once he walks a few steps into the frat. 

“Aye, Hyuck! You’re here!” Jeno’s pat on the back somehow made him ease up a bit.

“Hey, Jeno. Where’s—”

Wasting no time, Jeno, who already knows the end of his friend’s question, nods over to the living room, where Donghyuck catches a glimpse of you drunkenly dancing between two guys. He hates that he can’t detect their faces or how one of the guys is slowly dancing a little bit too close to you or the small fume of jealousy building in his chest, but that’s not important.

Still oblivious to Donghyuck shooting laser beams into the guys’ heads for being so close to you, Jeno continues, “Dude, at least try to look like you fit in. You look awkward as fuck.”

But all Jeno gets is a hit to his side, and he winces. “Alright. That was deserved.”

Noticing that Donghyuck’s mind is distracted, Jeno acknowledges the bitterness and chuckles at his friend. So, saying no more, he nudges Donghyuck further into the crowd.

“Stop stalling and make a move!”

Donghyuck looks like a lost puppy as he politely passes through the crowd. Or at least he tried to; most people couldn’t hear him over the god-awful music that was playing. Seriously though, who’s on Aux? But he listened to Jeno’s advice and continued to push through, not because he wanted to—well, he kind of did—but because he knew Jeno wouldn’t let him leave the house without you in his arms. 

He regrets making him his wingman. He’s kidding. Sorta.

He makes his way into the living room when he finally sees you. He’s glad to see that one of the guys he saw earlier isn’t dancing near you anymore, but the one he noticed getting closer to you was still in his spot. It was obvious the guy was trying to have you grind on him or something. He was clearly failing.

He’s also glad that he’s unfamiliar with the guy because a real problem could’ve started. But then again, it wasn’t like he had the balls to start a fight over this anyway. Still, it tempted him.

Donghyuck walks over to you and wraps his hand around your wrist, and you finally take notice of him. “Baby, you’re heree…” 

His ears perk up at the nickname, and so does the unknown guy who Donghyuck watches scoot farther and farther away. He squints, wondering how someone could be so pathetic to be trying to get something with a drunk girl, but he’s thankful he isn’t an asshole who doesn’t care about her having a (fake) boyfriend.

You leaning on his chest takes him back to the current situation, and one of his hands somehow lands on your back while the other rests on the side of your waist. To anyone else, he would look so physically stiff being this touchy with you, but you? You were too drunk out of your mind to notice a single thing.

“Uh… Um. Y/N, we,” He awkwardly clears his throat before he leans down to reach your ear. “We should go, angel?” His head tilts confusingly at how foreign that pet name sounded on his tongue.

Shit. Why do I sound so unsure right now?

He immediately covers it up: “I mean, yes, angel. That's the right one. But uh, we need to go.” 

He’s about to walk you out of the crowd, but you pull him back in. “Nooo, dance with me?”

You give him the prettiest puppy eyes you can muster, and in that small moment, Donghyuck realizes that he's just a man. A stupid whipped man.

But no, you're drunk. He can't get weak in the knees now.

“Y/N, you're drunk. You're literally tipping over right now.” 

“Am not.” Geez, the pout on your face just makes him want to kiss—

“Y/N, there you are!”

The new voice makes Donghyuck jump, his hands resting on your back and waist falter slightly. He was ready to run if the culprit was revealed to be Hyunjin, but to his luck, it wasn't.

Instead, it was,

“Yo, Chenle, what the hell! You can't just leave that girl hanging—”

Mark and Chenle. Great. This wasn't the first impression I had in mind.

Both boys, confused as ever, glance between you and Donghyuck. Chenle takes account of the placement of your fake boyfriend's hands on your body and smirks. 

Mark, being the saint he is, breaks the ice first. “You're Donghyuck, I assume?”

The said guy is about to answer when he glimpses down at you, and that's when he finds you completely knocked out on his chest. 

When he does, he sends an apologetic look to both of them, “Yeah, that's me. But um, I don't wanna seem rude, I know this is our first time meeting, but can you—can you guys help me get her to my car? Jeno called me about earlier, saying I should drive her home.”

Mark and Chenle exchange a look, almost as if they were mentally saying “he's a good one” to one another. Seeing that he quickly got their yeses brought some type of happiness and relief to his chest. He couldn't pinpoint it.

“Yeah, we can help.”

The moment Donghyuck succeeded in getting you inside your apartment was like a sigh of relief. He thanks Seulgi for being such an angel and lending him her spare key because he was well aware Yuqi was not going to. 

Was it difficult walking you out of Hyunjin's party? Yes. But watching you cutely stumble around the elevator on the way up and mumble gibberish made it all worth it.

He slips Seulgi's spare key onto the key hanger, his eyes not leaving your body as you walk around the living room unsteady. He smiles to himself when he watches you plop on the couch.

He's convinced you were knocked out again because of the decrease in mumbly sentences. So he's taken aback when he walks over to the couch to double-check to meet you with your eyes closed, but you cling onto his arm before he can leave. 

“Mm… Don't leave yet... I wan’ you heree…” You whine.

“Y/N, you’re drunk. Come on, let's get you to bed.”

“Ooh, the bed? Are we hitting third base already?” You tease, your eyebrows wiggling.

Even intoxicated and half asleep, she's still the same. An adorable pain in the ass. 

“Quit it, Y/N.” Despite his unimpressed tone, Donghyuck's cheeks still turn pink at your unexpected words, but he maintains his composure because he knows it's the intoxication talking. 

When he reaches under you to bridal carry you, he ignores the whiny protests that leave your mouth and is successful in holding you to your bedroom. He mentally reminds himself to thank you later on for Facetiming him so much when you needed extra help on certain math problems or just simply to enjoy each other’s company. If it hadn't been for the multiple late-night calls, he wouldn't have been able to differentiate your room from Seulgi's and Yuqi's.

After settling you into bed, Donghyuck thought that was the end of it. But it turns out you had other plans because now your arms circle his neck, trapping him close to you. He has no time to react when your lips meet the side of his neck.

“Hey, what—what’re you doing?” His words stuttered and nervous. He swears he didn’t mean them to.

He can't tell if you're drunk anymore. He hopes you are.

You wait for him to pull away, and when he doesn't, you smile against his neck, leaving drunk, uncoordinated kisses on it. “Just thought… I could make you look prettier.

Did she just call me pretty? Wait—geez, fucking focus, Donghyuck. She's drunk for God's sake. I think… Still, no!

Even though this moment is something he's dreamt about ever since freshman year, this can't happen now. You're drunk and vulnerable, and he'd rather have you in a state where you're only thinking of him, not your lousy excuse of an ex-boyfriend and his new floozy. 

He finally backs away from you. “Y/N, you're not thinking straight, alright? I–I gotta go.”

He doesn’t even wait for your reaction, immediately bolting out of your bedroom. He wastes no time in hurrying out of your apartment and letting whatever interaction between you two stay there. Plus, you'll forget all about this in the morning. For you, this never happened.

But for Donghyuck? Well, let's just say he didn't have the most comfortable ride home.

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[flemingsfreckles]

Ol’ College Try (18+) Pt. 2

Part 1 HERE

Warnings: smut, strap sucking (slight mention gagging), mention of oral sex (r receiving), strap on sex (r receiving), language

WC: 2.6k

A/N: if you saw this posted before… no you didn’t 🫣 I’m reposting it because tumblr didn’t want to tag it… anyways enjoy

The two of you continued to “practice”, not finding much success in terms of getting you to reach orgasm without the help from Jessie’s fingers or mouth after the fact. You tried using a vibrator, it just got in the way most of the time, frustrating you more when the thrust from Jessie’s hips would bump it from your hand. The two of you had tried using the toy not attached to the harness, Jessie’s hand and arm doing the work, still no luck. Jessie’s persistence never wavered, she offered often to try it and you usually accepted, it was hot watching her fuck you, your body just wasn’t on the same page.

“Would you maybe want to try a different position?” Jessie says as she was kneeled between your thighs as you laid back on the bed, the toy resting on your stomach as once again you had been unable to finish with the new toy. The two of you had stuck with missionary for the most part, or some variation of it, thinking it would be the easiest, as it was what most people considered the basic position.

“I’ve uh, I’ve read that sometimes the girl, or I guess, you, since we’re both girls, if you’re in control it can feel better.” Jessie looks down toward your stomach where the toy rested, aggressively avoiding eye contact with you.

You feel a smirk grow on your face placing her chin between your thumb and index finger and you pull her face up to see she’s sporting a blush. “You’ve been doing research?” You genuinely are asking but your tone comes out as if you’re teasing her.

“Stop.” She shakes her head away from your grip, shying into her own chest. “It’s not funny.”

“No, Jessie, I wasn’t making fun of you.” She doesn’t budge at your words. “Babe, come on, I’m not making fun of you.” You sit up to pull her into your chest. “If anything, it’s sort of hot that you bothered researching for me.”

“I just want to make you feel good. It’s pissing me off that I’m not good at this!” Perfectionist, that was one way to describe Jessie, that’s what made her such a good student, it’s also what made her so good on the football pitch, she worked until she could do something right and then worked harder to make it perfect.

“Babe,” you grab her hands holding them in yours. “I love you, and I love that you want me to feel good, but how many times do I have to tell you, you are what makes me feel good, not some silicone tube.” You gesture to her waist. “You make me feel plenty good without it.”

“Well I want to make you feel good with it too.” Jessie huffs, pulling back from you and sliding off the bed. She undoes the strap with much more grace than the first few times, letting it drop with a thud to the ground. She throws on her shirt before following it with her shorts. “I’m going to make lunch.” She mumbles before walking out of the door, closing it with a little bit of aggression behind her.

Shocked by the way she got up and left, you stare at the closed door for a moment before looking down at your stomach where traces of lube covered your stomach. You roll your eyes, a little annoyed by Jessie’s outburst, frustrated that she up and left you still naked in the bed. Sitting up you slide off the bed and make your way into the bathroom, cleaning yourself up with a washcloth before changing into some comfortable clothing. Jessie turns to look at you as the bedroom door opens and you step out, her expression filled with guilt.

You look at her before diverting your eyes to the floor and making your way to the couch. It’s not long until you feel familiar arms wrap around your shoulders, Jessie leaning over the back of the couch to hug you from behind.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have walked away.” She says before planting a kiss on your cheek. “That wasn’t nice of me to leave you.”

“Thank you.”

“I love you.”

“I love you.” You turn to give her a quick peck. “And Jess, I wasn’t making fun of you, and also I think the new positions thing is a good idea.” You add quickly muttering.

You see her eyes light up slightly before she tries to hide her eagerness. “Okay, next time we’ll try it.”

That next time, came the following day. You couldn’t lie you had thought about it all night, more than you’d like to admit. The idea of Jessie putting you in different positions, her strong arms moving you around, molding you exactly how she wanted. The first few times the two of you had tried the toy, Jessie had been timid, worried about hurting you more than anything but as you continued to practice, Jessie became more comfortable, the force behind her thrusts growing, the speed increasing. You knew once the two of you started trying new positions she’d be enamored and likely start to get rougher with you and you couldn’t wait.

You wanted it to feel good, but more than that you wanted to make Jessie feel good, you wanted her to feel satisfied with her performance, you wanted to get the cocky little ego she had back. You loved seeing the smirk on her face after she’d make you fall apart. She still had half a smirk when she’d get you off with her fingers or mouth after trying with the strap but you could tell it was bothering her.

“Go put it on.” You gently pushed Jessie off of you, her head resting on your thigh. Jessie had insisted on making you cum with her mouth first. She had been sick of leaving you disappointed, despite telling her multiple times you weren’t disappointed. She was determined to get you to cum on her strap. Giving her a head start on your pleasure by having you already sensitive after your first orgasm was part of her research. It would maybe make the second one easier.

You watch as she walks over to the bag in the corner of her bedroom, grabbing out the harness and toy. She no longer hid away while putting it on, she knew you liked watching, almost making it into a show for you.

Usually you’d lay down, awaiting her to come over to the bed. This time when she came over you sat up, putting your hands out on her shoulders. “Lay down.” She had her ideas about what she wanted to try, but so did you.

“What?”

“Lay down.” You moved to the side of the bed, leaving Jessie space to lay down. Jessie looks at you for a second, blinking twice before climbing on the bed and laying down. Smiling down at Jessie you swing one thigh over her stomach straddling her waist.

“Oh.” You watch as the realization hits Jessie on why you had asked her to lay down. Her hands come to rest on your thighs, giving them an appreciative squeeze.

“Yeah baby, new positions and all, right?” You smirk down at her grinding your core down into her stomach slightly, letting your arousal dip onto her skin.

You lean down bringing your lips to Jessie’s, kissing her hard, your hands on her chest squeezing slightly. Her hands begin to run up and down your thighs, trailing around to your ass, giving you a hard squeeze. Her hands begin to aid in the grinding motion you had already started, pulling you and pushing you ever so slightly while rolling her own hips up.

You pull back after a couple minutes, lifting yourself up onto your knees to slide back closer to where the harness sat across Jessie’s hips. You hold the toy flush to Jessie’s stomach before sliding yourself even further back straddling her thighs. You look at her, then down to the toy in front of you, then back up to her before you shift again, moving to sit between her legs.

Leaning over the toy you open your mouth, letting a drop of saliva fall onto the toy. You follow down the drop of spit, bringing your lips to kiss the tip of the toy before looking up at Jessie. Lips parted slightly and eyebrows raised Jessie looked surprised by your actions. “Can I?” You ask, looking down at the toy again.

Nodding wordlessly Jessie gives you permission.

You stick your tongue out, swirling it around the tip of the toy. You watch as Jessie’s eyebrows raise at your actions. The silicone slides easily over your tongue, your lips coming to wrap around the tip. Slowly sinking down you take more of the toy into your mouth, for a moment closing your eyes, only focusing on breathing through your nose.

When you open your eyes and look up to Jessie she’s got her bottom lip between her teeth. You can practically see the lust and attraction in Jessie’s face, the way she’s looking down at you, a mix of a smirk and surprise. “That’s, you look so hot.” she stutters out as her hand comes to the top of your head, not pushing you down but just resting her hand on the back of your head.

You let her revel in the visual that you were providing her for a few more moments, working up and down the toy, coating it in your saliva. Feeling a rush of confidence you try to move your mouth further down, accidentally pushing yourself too far, gagging on the tip of the toy and immediately pulling off coughing slightly.

“Are you okay?” Jessie says, sitting up abruptly, her hand now holding tight into your hair holding you up and away from the strap.

“Yeah.” You wipe your chin that had become covered in your own spit. You feel your cheeks start to heat up feeling embarrassed as you look at Jessie’s face that was full of concern. “Sorry, I thought maybe you’d like watching.”

“I did, that was very hot.” Jessie says her hands coming to cup your face, she slowly pulls you up from between her legs so your back straddling her waist, she meets you halfway kissing you passionately.

“I’d take it you didn’t come across that in your researching?” You tease Jessie when she breaks the kiss.

“Shut up.” She playfully rolls her eyes. You give her one more quick kiss before your hand finds the strap between your bodies. You lift yourself up again, moving now so you hover over the tip of the toy. Jessie’s hand comes to grab the base holding it before running the head through your folds a few times. “Ready?” She says as she lets the tip rest against your entrance.

“Yeah, but I got it, you just lay back.” Your hand meets hers taking the toy from her grip. She lets go, reluctantly, and you slowly sink down. You let out a moan of appreciation at the feeling. It was similar to when Jessie had been on top, but something about this felt more filling. It was more sensitive, still feeling the effects of Jessie’s skillful tongue. You don’t immediately start moving, instead leaning down to kiss Jessie’s cheek before moving your mouth to her ear. “Just enjoy the show baby.”

Your hands come to her chest, supporting yourself as you begin to lift up, starting slowly letting yourself get used to the feeling, getting used to the movement. “Oh fuck.” You whine at the feeling of fullness as your hips meet Jessie’s again.

“You look so beautiful baby.” Jessie says, looking up at you, her hands come up, each wrapping around your breast. She has a dumbfounded look on her face as she watches you, part of her gaze made you feel confident, she was looking up in awe at you. The other part of your brain wanted to shy away from the intensity of her eyes. “So sexy riding me.” She emphasizes her words with a squeeze to each side, her thumbs caressing your nipples letting them harden under her touch.

You shake your head at her action. “No baby, you’re just enjoying the view.” You say taking her hands off your chest and pinning them on the bed beside her head. You keep your hands on hers, keeping her on the bed with your weight. It takes a few seconds but you quickly become comfortable riding her in this new position. You love watching her as her eyes trail down to your chest, bouncing more with the new leaned over angle.

After just a few thrusts at the new angle you can tell it feels different, it feels better, the way the toy was rubbing inside of you was pleasant. “Fuck, this feels good babe.”

“Yeah?” You begin to see a small sliver of cockiness showing through as she smiles up at you.

“Yeah.” You let out a deep moan after responding. “Your dick feels so good Jess.” Jessie groans at your words. The longer you move up and down, the more comfortable you become, starting to speed up. The sound of your skin slapping together echoing the room, accompanied by whines of pleasure from your own mouth.

That is until you accidentally lift yourself up too far, the head of the toy falling out and flat onto Jessie’s stomach. Not realizing quick enough when you go to lower yourself you’re met with the disappointing feeling of emptiness. You let out a noise of frustration before lifting yourself up again.

“Sorry.” You mutter, your hand blindly reaching between your legs for the toy, fumbling around for a moment you feel the slight embarrassment creeping back in from earlier. “This is harder than it looks.”

“It’s fine baby, here, let me help.” Jessie brings a hand onto your thigh, helping to support some of your weight while her other moves to the toy, teasing you with it before she places the head at your entrance. “There.” You sink down onto her again, feeling relieved at the sudden full feeling.

You feel her suddenly thrust her hips up slowly, in time with your own movements. “Jess.” You say trying to warn her, she was supposed to be watching.

“I want to fuck you, please?” She begs looking up at you with pleading eyes.

You debate making her wait longer, but the wide eyed stare you were receiving always made you weak. You couldn’t turn her down especially when all she wanted to do was bring you pleasure. You nod down at her “Okay baby, go ahead.”

Jessie wastes no time thrusting her hips upward, jolting your body and making a surprised scream fall from your lips. She meets each of your bounces with a thrust of her own, giving it more force. She continues thrusting up into you, her speed increasing. “Fuck, babe, so good.”

Her hands come around to your back now, wrapping them around you, she pulls you down so your chest is against hers. You’re now unable to move yourself but Jessie continues to bounce her hips up into you. Digging her feet into the mattress, Jessie angles her hips giving her more leverage to fuck into you. The sound of her thighs slapping your own fills the room.

That’s when you start feeling it build. The all too familiar tightness in your core. You tuck your head into Jessie’s shoulder, panting into her ear. “Jess, Jess please.”

One of her hands now gripped your ass, moving your hips with her strength to meet her equally powerful thrusts but leaving you completely out of control. “What baby?” She says breathlessly into your ear as her other hand comes between your bodies, her finger tips finding your clit.

“Don’t stop, I’m gonna cum.” You bite down on her shoulder as your legs begin to shake and the feeling of pleasure washes over your body. It’s a different sensation, one that feels deeper, more intense as you feel yourself tighten around the strap.

Jessie keeps thrusting, her grip on you is tight as she helps you through the overwhelming feeling. She praises you, planting hot, open mouthed kisses on your neck. When your whines begin to die down, Jessie slows, giving you a few more long thrusts before just grinding up into you.

“Fuck.” You whisper, finally feeling your brain come down from floating in the clouds. Bringing your hands to Jessie’s hips should stall her grinding motion.

“You alright?” Jessie murmurs into your neck where her head still remains.

“Yeah.” You let out a small laugh. “Yeah I’m good, I’m really good.” Pulling your head out from the crook of her neck you look up to see the cocky smile you had been missing. “What?”

“Nothing.” Jessie says defensively before biting back her smirk. You bring your head back into her neck. Your lips plant soft kisses along her neck and collarbone, showing her your affection. She traces soft lines along your back with her fingers and the two of you lay for a couple minutes, just the feeling of each other and the sounds of your breathing.

”Well I think your research was right.” You admit when you finally press yourself up, the toy is still deep inside of you.

“Yeah I think it was.” Cocky smile still perched on Jessie’s lips and she looks at you.

“You want to show me what else you learned from your research?”

“I’d love to.” Jessie gives you a kiss on the lips, letting it linger for a moment as she pulls your bottom lip between her teeth, giving it a slight bite before releasing it. Her hands find your hips and give a quick pat. “Get up and get on your hands and knees.”

[umeqii]

-⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀YOU'RE FUCKING CRAZY ⠀⠀⠀. . . ⠀⠀⠀but you're lowkey cool .

fandom ; class of 09

character ; nicole

gender ; female reader (lesbian nicole real)

creator ; umeqii

QUICK A/N - so like idk i'm a nicole kinnie and so like i might (i will) self project but yk ^_^ and uh idk i js wanted to post smth abt co09 bc like all i saw was mf jeffery ones and no one likes jeffery he's a fucking wierdo anyways!!

TW - like it's co09, so mentions of pedophilia, drugs, dark humor, sh, suicide jokes, things like that :P

─── WHAT IT'S LIKE DATING NICOLE !!

okay so it's quite clear that nicole is a sociopath, and she's aware of it and she payed VERY little attention to you at first

i guess you were just like, that one girl who just sits in class n minds her business and overhears alot of weirdass drama like that one blonde bitch kelly being inlove with her cousin or something

but you had a new student, and you gotta admit, she was really pretty ≥∇≤ !!

her personality; not so much (real though)

anyways, you grew up to read people really easily from the way you were raised n shit so when you first spoke to nicole in class, you realised she was faking to smile; or just faking to be nice in general

so you kept that in mind, but didn't say anything because you were loekwy afraid :P

one time, you guys had science together n this kid jeffery kept tryna talk to nicole and it's not like you were mad at her for tryna make new friends, it was jeffery you were mad at

he didn't even acknowledge you one bit ☠️☠️

so you just end up standing next to them saying nothing and looking like a random stranger

when nicole sat in her seat, with jeffery rambling about anime girls or something, you saw how she looked REAALLLYYY pissed so you were gonna sit in your seat (which was opposite hers) and ask her

UNTIL THAT BITCH JEFFERY LIKE SAT IN IT ☠️☠️😭😭

you just ended up staring at him with a slightly open mouth when he ignored your soft askings of "can you please move?"

that's when our favourite toxic lesbian said something!! (i'm delusional)

" oh my FUCKING god, next time i hear anything about your stupidass anime cat girls, i will actually hang myself from this light. like who the fuck even asked?? i know damn fuckin' well i didn't. and get your greasy and filthy ass out of y/n's seat, you bitch. "

😨

that was jeffery's face (and lowkey yours' too)

he got out of your seat and mumbled an apology to you and sat somewhere else leaving you and an annoyed nicole sitting in silence

" oh uh...are you? "

" do you have any meth. "

" ah fuck sorry, i don't do.. uh yeah "

" you look like you do, you seem fucking crazy "

" oh. "

so like after that, and you, being the sapphic you are, ended up falling inlove with nicole !!

she was lowkey a bitch and you won't lie, toxic as fuck but she was your only friend and she stuck up for you so that's good??

she treats everyone with no respect at all, but for you, you can see the SLIGHT change in attitude

like you see her with jeffery, then people like jecka and emily, and you!!

she would always say things about you guys making out or having sex in the bathrooms and you couldn't tell if they were jokes or not

but like i lowkey cba to say how ym got together so all ik is that yu asked her out, she made out with yu and yh

so like now HEADCANONS time

nicole is an insecure girl deep, deep down so that's why she acts the way she does.

but yeah, those insecurities make her REALLY jealous 😭😭

it's sometimes concerning .

like one time you were approached by emily and she was asking you if you wanted some drugs or something, which you declined, and you ended up complimenting her hair and saying how it brings out her eyes and she ended up hugging you

then nicole stormed over and started going fucking crazy mode at emily saying how " don't you have like a 30 year old boyfriend you can give head right now? so fuck off and let me give this bitch head instead, you cokewhore!! "

something along the lines of that

like i guess showing affection makes her pretty vulnerable, so when ym are in public she's a bitch

she's really controlling or whatever the word is (toxic)

"y/n, you know how much of a fucking pathetic loser you are? just think how fucked up you would be without me, then. like no offense babe, but you're really fucking deranged in the head but i guess that's something that makes you hot."

okay that's all i can think of but yeah i also hate parental controls like why are only 5 of my apps unlocked like let me go on discord ://

you guys should add me on discord, my user is umeqii yiu bitches /affectionately /nf

[factual-fantasy]

If you don't mind me asking, what kinds of things happened with the Octonauts fandom? I know that the fandom can get really weird, even as an average person in the fandom, but I imagine that it's way worse for you since you're such a big artist.

It's sad that certain people end up pushing away cool people who also enjoy the show and characters just because people are freaks and can't keep their hands off of a kids show :/ even if they're not gross about it, people are so weird and sometimes aggressive??? It's an animated show about animal characters that save other creatures and teach important life lessons!!! What even is there for these people to be weird about, anyway?

I hope you're doing okay, just in general!!! :D It seems that the Creator's Curse™ has hit quite literally ALL of my favorite content creators this year. You were the first of many to have health issues </3

I hope you get better soon!

The Octonauts fandom, while there was a lot of support and kindness within it, had also had a looooot of baggage..

For one, art theft. I have had mountains of people stealing and reposting my Octonauts artwork. Almost more than my FNAF stuff I would say..

There's also the art tracers. I've called out multiple people for blatantly tracing my art and they refused to stop or take down their posts. I'm sure they were young, but that doesn't make it any more tolerable or less annoying..

Also people snagging all my designs and head cannons. There have been several people who copied my redesigns for the Octonauts line for line. Also people snagging my AUs name for name. Tagging things as sea dwellers and saying their post was canon. Even claiming to have made the au themselves. Despite the fact my specific designs are in their post and the plots I wrote are in there..

But it doesn't stop there. I've been called transphobic for not head cannoning Calico Jack and Kwazii be trans. I've been called homophobic for not shipping Barnacles and Kwazii together, and for not shipping any of the Octodads together. I've been questioned several times why I don't want my Octonauts posts to be tagged ship.

Then there's the crab comic. Despite it being around 3 years since i dropped the comic, I still get people harassing me and calling me horrible things for not finishing it. I have explained again and again and again that I do not want to continue that comic. Yet people will wont leave me alone about it.

I've kept a lot of this behind the scenes. None of my followers need to see all that negativity, and I'm sure some of them were trolls.. So most of this has gone down in my ask box, DMs, etc.

So to sum it up, my boundaries have been pushed a lot in the Octonauts fandom. I set up the Octonauts master post because I knew I wouldn't' have to update it for quite a bit since I don't plan to return to the fandom for a while. But that only resulted in more crab comic asks and unwelcome/demanding drawing requests. Even today my boundaries are still being pushed.

So until something in the fandom changes, or I find a way to interact with the fandom that wont result in all these pushed boundaries.. I plan to just drop the fandom and leave it be. I'll still answer peoples polite questions about it, but all the artwork I make for it will be private.

As a last note, woof. Have other artists gotten sick too? I've really lost my sense of time but I'm told I've been batting this health crisis for around 7 months. It feels waaaay longer than that.. but I guess its just 7 months.. I hope the other artists you know aren't sick for that long-

My health hasn't really gotten much better.. in fact I've gotten a lot worse. But if it is what they say, its not at all life threatening. Just very uncomfortable and makes me go a little nuts being copped up in my room all day 💀 I'm still working on it and hoping I finally see some improvement. I'll let ya'll know when I start to finally improve. 🙏

[mvltisstuff]

teenage fever - p.p **

summary: peter helps cool his girl down after she gets in trouble at school

peter parker x reader

smut warning pookies 🤭

“got detention today, don’t have to drive me home :(“

peter saw the text the second it arrived, happy to see y/n’s name flash upon his screen. however, his face matched the emoji she put when he noticed what it said.

“what happened? i’ll pick you up and we can head back together after, okay?”

she left a little thumbs up on the message. “i’ll explain later, i’m just annoyed rn”

so, he waited in the parking lot for her. he never minds waiting for her, especially when it’s as rare as this. she never gets in trouble, she’s always been a good student, so he’s completely lost as to why she’s being punished. he sits in his car on his phone for a bit, still pondering why she may have gotten detention.

he saw her walk out of the back doors of the school, heading toward his car with her bag slung over one shoulder. he could instantly see the frustration on her face, and was ready to listen and be the best boyfriend he could.

she walked up, opening the door and sighing as she sat in the passengers seat. “you’ll never fucking guess.”

“i really don’t think i could,” he replies, looking into her face that almost has a smirk on it.

“my shitty calc teacher, right?”

“mhm, go on.”

“she reported my outfit to the office and gave me a detention for being disrespectful about it. all i said was that my outfit was fine! people wear shit like this all the time, and suddenly it’s a problem when i do it?”

peter realizes that he hasn’t gotten a good look at y/n today. at least he hasn’t seen her around school when they have this schedule. so, he takes his time now to scan the outfit that the math teacher supposedly hated.

her hair was pulled back lightly, a few pieces left out in the front. it shaped her face beautifully, the face peter admires every day. he looked down to her top, it was white with thin straps, the ends almost going into a corset-type of look. her waist was perfectly shaped, the one that peter always runs his hands down when standing beside her. the top pushed her boobs up as well, complimenting her lovely round breasts and cleavage that she showed. her shorts were just under her belly button, the dark blue showing off her hips and the way her thighs looked. he tried to sneak by a peek to her ass, turning peter into a hormonal freshman again. he takes in her entire figure, thinking about all the times he’s touched it, kissed it, pleasured it.

“you good?” y/n asks, her brows furrowing when they notice the blank stare on peters face. “babe, stop staring at my boobs, i’ve had enough of that today.”

“sorry!” he exclaims. “i think your outfits good- or hot- well you always look beautiful no matter what you wear.”

“thanks,” she smiles, seeing through his act. just by the way she looks at him, peter can feel himself getting warmer. every single time she fans her lashes while she looks up at him sends goosebumps down his arms, leading to his crotch as he shuffled uncomfortably in the driver seat. “you’re so funny sometimes.”

“what?” he asks.

“i just turned you on by stepping into this car, peter. don’t act all innocent on me,” she tells him, tilting herself more angled toward him. he notices the way her arms get closer together, pushing her tits together and peter can feel himself getting harder. “wow, maybe my teacher was right. maybe i am too distracting.”

she pulls a grin onto her face, letting her hand rest on his thigh. he shivers lightly, placing his own hand on top of hers. she places a hand on the side of his face, pushing his lips against her own. just by kissing her boyfriend, y/n could almost forget about the trouble she was in. she’d do it all again if it lead her to this, though. his hand brushes against her knuckles, lightly floating her hand over his sweatpants.

they are both fully facing each other, eyes shut as they fall into the others mouth. peter could always make her feel like they were the only people in the world, and no one else mattered.

he could easily taste the flavored gloss she had on, the scent instantly entering his nose as she inches closer to him. his fingers ran over her jaw and over her hair, admiring the silky strands on her head that he loved so much. he wishes the noises she made were louder, so he could hear her little noises perfectly, just the ones that turn him on more. it lasts for minutes, her hands trailing down to his thick biceps from all the crime fighting he did. her touch was always warm besides the cool feeling of her few rings on his skin. he let himself wander down to her waist, caressing the side before landing them onto her hips.

“y/n,” he groans into her mouth, pulling away slowly to lean his head against hers.

“shh,” she cuts him off. “i know what you want.”

“i want you to wear this every day.”

“yeah, yeah,” she mumbles, chuckling at him as he writhes under her touch. one of his hands still remains on her hip as she starts to inch her fingers into the waistband of his sweatpants. he can feel himself getting antsy for her to touch him, to do anything to him to relieve the pressure in his body.

his wish is her command in an instant, helping him to pull down the sweatpants past his crotch to reveal his boxers underneath. when she peels down the boxers, his hardened dick is immediately in her grasp, her mouth watering just by looking at his. she leaves a soft kiss on his tip, only relieving an gram of tightness through his abdomen.

she wraps her hand around his shaft, starting to pump lightly and gets the sweetest moan from peters lips. she adores seeing him like this, the way he falls into her grasp and lets her please him. “jesus, y/n.”

“i know, baby,” she smiles up at his blushed face while he looks at his favorite sight. she takes her tongue and drags it up the underside of his dick, wrapping her mouth around him and keeping her hands on the end. peters hands fly around the place at the intensity, not knowing where to put them until he places one on y/n’s head and the other on the side of his thigh.

she bobs her head up and down on him, sucking his dick with such ease that it makes him more turned on than he’s ever been. he hates to think of this, but he thinks of her in that class, her perfect body on display for him as the teacher eyes her.

the way his dick throbs and jumps makes her feel the arousal form in her heat, just knowing that she’s completely wet over hearing peters moans for her. she pulls back, letting the saliva form in her mouth before sucking her mouth back onto him. she looks over at his veiny hands clutching the car door, his chest heavily breathing and heart pounding. “y/n, fuck i’m really close.”

she signals to him that he can come by just continuing her motions on him. her extra hand moves down to his balls while she fondles them as he groans out into the thick air of the car. when he finally reaches his orgasm, his cum coats the inside of her mouth, settling in her tongue as she wipes some from her lip. he laughs when he watches her swipe some off her chin and swallow the rest, only finding it hotter as he gets hard again.

once peter catches his breath again, he loops his finger through the belt holes in her shorts, pulling them up toward him and he’s able to see the curve of her ass in them and he watches her thigh swing over him, just remembering all the times he’s been in-between them.

“wait,” he starts. “get these off.” he points to the shorts, helping her peel them off her legs to noticed the lacy pair of panties she had on underneath. he doesn’t bother to take her shirt off, not wanting to waste another moment where he’s not inside of her. “you look so hot today, baby.”

“thanks, peter,” she grins against his lips. “but i can just tell from how hard you are right now.” she grinds herself into his crotch, the fabric of her underwear rubbing against him, making him moan. he reached down, moving her panties to the side and runs his fingers through her warm folds. she pushes her warmth up against his dick, sliding his length through her slick pussy.

“you’re this wet for me already?”

“you’re crazy if you think i haven’t been this wet for you all day.” she whispers into his ear. “honestly, there wasn’t a period today that i didn’t think about you fucking me in this car, peter. even in detention.”

“it’s a good thing mr. stark tinted my windows, can’t see anything in here.”

she continues to rock her hips against him before he reaches underneath them. he shoves two of his fingers into her vagina, craving the taste of her on his tongue. she sighs out at the feeling of him filling her with just two of his fingers, only to be disappointed when he pulls them out again.

he brings them to his mouth, sucking on his fingers before reaching back down to his own dick, slipping it through her folds before sinking into her pussy.

they moan out simultaneously, instantly feeling somewhat relieved of the horniness they felt early. he still grabs a hold of her waist, helping bounce her up and down on his shaft as he moans out sweet nothings in her ear. “oh my god, y/n, this feels so good.”

she runs her fingers through his hair, ruining the small amount of gel he had applied that morning. his own arms reached around, pulling her into his chest and having her lean against him, his head fully in her soft tits and he was finally in heaven.

he reached another one of his hands down, circling her clit with his thumb and getting closer with the thought of him inside of her. he starts to tease the small nerves, making her moan out and pull him closer against her. “holy shit, peter!”

he starts thrusting up into her, using his lower body to slam into her repeatedly. he admired the way her boobs jiggle to the action of him fucking her. the coil in his stomach only began to tighten more, knowing that his second orgasm was close. he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to contain himself and resist cumming inside her warm pussy, but luckily birth control exists.

“peter, i’m gonna cum,” she announces, feeling his thrusts get choppier inside of her. “fuck, fuck, fuck! peter!” she utters out to each of his last thrusts before feeling his own release warm inside of her. the fireworks inside of her went off, feeling the intense stream of pleasure through her nerves. her heart thumps against her chest as she comes down from the high, peters thrusts only being slow and sensual now.

“god, i’ll never get enough of you.” peter mumbles into her neck, giving it light pecks as they both relax in each others arms.

“thank you,” she says.

“for what?”

“well, first of all for that awesome sex, and second, just for being there. you didn’t have to wait for me.”

“i’m glad i did, trust me. i’ll always wait for you.” he tells her, making a cheesy beam grow on her mouth. “i love you.”

“i love you, too, peter.” she plants one last kiss to his lips before moving back to her own seat.

lil extra smth

when peter and y/n walk in together, he slightly trails behind her, noticing the lightness and excitement in her mood. she walks into the room, the fellow avengers sitting around. sam, bucky, and steve were all playing cards games at the table as nat watched over them. tony sat on the couch, reading over something about him that was released in the news paper.

they hear friday announce that y/n and peter have arrived, and they surely didn’t expect a bubbly y/n in her outfit to come waltzing in. “hi, guys!” she says, looking around and giving them a nice smile as peter walks in, too.

“what’s got her so bubbly today?”

“i got a detention today!” she says, with no apparent upset on her face. “sorry we’re later than normal.” she looks at nat next making eye contact and winking at her as she skips away to her room. peter trails behind, almost shamefully walking away from the rest of them. nat just looks at her drink smirking while it swirls in the cup, knowing exactly what’s got y/n so thrilled. she gives a certain face to everyone else, signaling what went down.

“are you kidding me?” sam complains. “you’re telling me parker got laid today and i didn’t?”

[purplepickles]

“Under The Covers”

Pairings: Central cee x black fem reader

Genre: fluff

Authors Note: it’s my first time writing on tumblr so bare with me I also haven’t haven’t written anything in like years I used to a Wattpad author in like 2017-2019😭 so imagine what I used to be writing. It’s not my best peice of work but it’s progress kinda messy icl in terms of storyline but it’s something anyways I hope everyone enjoys it 💗

You had just signed a contract with vogue for a new segment they were trying out for they’re YouTube channel called “Under the Covers”. It was in a podcast style in a bedroom setting hence the name and basically talking about the latest fashion trends tips or anything black girl related.

You were so grateful for this opportunity never in your life would you have imagine a little black girl from London was able to sign a massive deal with vogue. The topic of todays video was maintenance. How you maintain standards for yourself if that means relationship, mental or physical health. So instead of it being in their studio you wanted your video being a bit more homely so why not in your home. The producers had set everything up in your room making sure everything was ready for filming but this video was going to have a little extra twist. You were going to have your very first guest and they how they managed to maintain their life and overall humbleness with the fame he had gained over the years.

You kept your relationship on the down low on the respect of each other careers and not wanting to surround your relationship over it. You were actually calm with that but he wasn’t liking seeing people he fucked with in your dms with heart eyes.

Little did Yn know he was going to announce it in their video together.

“Okay I’m going to count down from 5 and we’ll start filming” said the producer

5

4

3

2

1

“Hi Vogue it’s me Yn/ln and welcome to our new segment called Under the covers where uncover beauty secrets fashion and every black girl related. But today’s video things are little different we’re in my actual bedroom and I have a special guest with us he’s one of my favourites rappers right now a current world wide sensation Central Cee”

“I didn’t know I was your favourite artist”

“Yes you did you’re also my most listened to artist on Spotify we’ve defo talked about this”

“Mhmmm”

You rolled your eyes and continued with the video

“Anyways let’s get straight into todays topic: maintenance. How to do maintain eye yourself to keep your life somewhat stable”

“I guess keeping my mum,my brothers, my fans and my girl happy innit. If they’re happy I’m happy” said central cee never straying away from eye contact from the love of his life

“And what you say is the hardest one to keep happy and why” Yn was very curious about this who knew where this could go

“My girl defo she’s says I’m annoying I think she hates me”

The way your head slowly snapped

“Did you not say at Amelia Dinner Date you like girls you hate you”

“Yh I did I turns me on but she’s just something Yk I’m just infatuated by her but maybe I’m a bit delusional when it comes to her yk idk if that’s a good thing or bad thing. Kinda new to this love thing and not messing up yk I don’t wanna get it wrong again I really like her”

That was probably the most beautiful thing he’s said in a while she didn’t know he felt like this she sometimes she can be a bit rude and her sarcasm can be taken the wrong way but she thought he knew between the lines that she didn’t hate him she lived more than anything.

“I think you should talk to her about your feeling more Yk. Don’t be shy on opening up more Yk. When you feel ready ask her what she thinks it’s possibly lacking” she smiled at him with reassurance hoping that he could through her eyes that’s it okay and she was listening

“Yh your right imma tell her right now!”

Yn chocked on her drink. He could not be serious. She should’ve known this boy was up to something

“As in right now!? I’m sure she’s busy” you said trying to get to him to change his mind

“Nah she’s not im calling her rn”

For someone who didn’t like interviews this but sure had a lot to say

Ring

Ring

Ring

Ring

Your phone was on the other side of the room Ringing none stop.

Everyone was looking at you. You knew the producers were loving this but you were not this was too much.

Ring

Ring

Ring

Ring

“Yn are you gonna pick up you phone”

you usually loved his smile but this was just devious.

“Do I have to” you were just dreading this

Everyone shouted yes. You rolled out bed and a grabbed the phone

“Hi baby”

“Hi cench, now can we get back to the video please”

“Yes Cench we can. You wanna cuddle too?”

//

The video was going well there was laughter within the whole room. You asked him the question that you were assigned to ask him everything was going great. You loved being under your lovers arms. Maybe letting people in wasn’t so bad.

“Thank you vogue for this absolutely-

A knock on the door you both looked at door and someone opened to little boy running in crying and jumping to Oakley’s arm. How many surprises could one video take you said to yourself in your head.

“What’s up little man” Oakley now went into full father mode his whole rapper persona was switched and all he cared about was understanding why his little boy was upset

“Had a bad dream” said the little one

“How about we say goodbye to vogue and make some hot chocolate” you said while trying to tickle him

“Right I think me and vogue has had enough surprises don’t forget to like subscribe and hit that notification and stay tuned for next weeks video about Motherhood and Careers with a icon mother and billionaire. Bye guys”

[pearlzier]

vampire!matt with a sweet girly girl

u have. an amazing brain did u know that 💓

he LOVES his girly girl so damn much, loves how accepting you are of him being a vampire and how you didn't start crying bloody murder the second you found out. he also wonders whether your blood tastes as sweet as you are, but he tries to keep that thought in the back of his head as much as he can ...... maybe one day you'd let him try, just a little. that he thinks about a lot. and your blood does taste sweet to him, due to all of those sweet smoothies and milkshakes you drink.

matt thinks you're a little too sweet sometimes, he thinks your pretty face and lacy outfits, lips smothered in gloss could give people the wrong idea. you're naive at times, very much so, so he has to step in at times. first off, you'd literally let him into your home after he'd stumbled in your yard—what was stopping you from doing it again? when you'd left your back door open one time, he'd told you, "gotta be more careful, sweetheart, you let me, a whole ass vampire in one time, next thing i know a fuckin' werewolf is gonna be walkin' in through that door,"

"...werewolves are real?" you stare at him, blinking for a moment. of course that's what you focused on.

"just—just lock the door, will you?"

you're sweet to the point of literally fucking up your sleep schedule and sleeping during the day just so you can go out with matt at night. it concerns him so bad but also makes his heart race at the fact you'd do that for him. the first few times you did it, you were practically falling asleep where you stood.

"we can go back if you want—" "no." your voice are the tiniest bit delayed and slurred from how tired you are but insistent nonetheless, and he simply eyes you for a minute before a fond smile adorns his lips, and he continues walking around the park with you with your fingers interlaced with his.

he gets a little self conscious over being a vampire sometimes, and feels like he doesn't deserve to be with someone as sweet as you, so he starts pulling away and being around you less in the hopes that you'll finally realise that you deserve something better. "i'm a vampire, a monster, you shouldn't even want to look at me, let alone date me."

"i've had exes bigger monsters than you, y'know that? you're far from it, dummy." and that gets him thinking two things: you're a fucking angel, and where the fuck were those exes, because he'd have to sort them out for you if they were that bad to you. he still doesn't think he deserves you, at all, but he starts thinking it less and less with how many times you tell him that he does.

you're super warm blooded, but especially compared to him. he's always so cold, due to being a vampire, and you hate it. not for yourself, you love cuddling up with him and clinging to him with no remorse. but for him, since you feel like it could get pretty annoying being freezing all the damn time. "you're literally shivering." you are, you're shaking the faintest bit against him. it's not obvious, but he completely notices with how attuned his senses are. "m'literally fine, matt. close your eyes, you're supposed to be sleeping," your eyes are squeezed shut, trying to sleep. though you're practically clinging to him to try get warmth, which you won't find but do so anyway, in your cute little pajamas.

or he's doing your makeup for you, as you'd requested, and his cold hand is grasping your face gently to steady you. "sit still, y'keep fidgetin', baby." you whine in return, pouting as you try to keep yourself still. he tries to hold off a laugh at the way you react, "we need to get you gloves," at that, he chuckles quietly, brows raising instinctively. as much as he loves you, he doesn't think so. "you're not makin' me wear gloves, no way in hell. gotta suck it up, i guess."

[serendipitous-girl]

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚

⊱✿⊰ summary: fluffy head canons with tsukishima kei

⊱✿⊰ warnings: none that i can think of!

⊱✿⊰ notes: this is a request and I should start reusing my tag lists lol for now I will jst tag some people Also I write for characters at their canon ages bc I am their ages idk I guess you can imagine them at different ages but they are at school 💀 so like

⊱✿⊰ tags: @kozumesphone @fizzywashere87 @fashionablysouly

❀ I think you guys met because you needed a tutor. Maybe you were struggling a bit in math or reading or maybe you just wanted an extra boost. No matter, you received Tsukishima as your tutor.

❀ At first you were less than pleased, after all he was kinda harsh. You would get on each other's nerves and argue a lot but eventually it started getting to be fun? You liked talking to Tsukishima even though he could be annoying sometimes.

❀ he confesses first but does it in such a strange way. He probably brought you your favorite treat (but rolls his eyes when you try to thank him) and he is like "As much as it confuses me, I like you and want you to be my girlfriend."

❀ Tsukishima is big into acts of service so he loves to make you food and help you with things you could easily do yourself. He lends you his jacket when you're cold, he pulls your chair out for you during class.

❀ He does get a little jealous when somebody does the act of service for you instead of him. He wants to feel needed by you, so he will up the behavior whenever he gets jealous.

❀ He's not big on PDA but he likes physical touch in private. He won't say anything about it but he'll pull you onto his lap and nuzzle his head in the crook of your neck, wrapping his arms around your waist.

❀ He is VERY protective over you but not like over-bearing. He lets you fight your own battles but if you ever need help from him, he is there in an instant. And he never lets anybody (except for him) make fun of you and your quirks.

❀ he gets so happy when you come to his games but he is way too embarrassed to show it. However you are like his good luck charm because he does a lot better when you come to his games (bonus points if you wear his spare jersey.)

❀ the volleyball team loves you lol. Like you can't escape them because half of them act like they are you and Tsukishima's kids now. Especially Hinata, Tanaka, and Noya. Like you have three kids now with your boyfriend. (Tsukishima gets annoyed by them but is endeared at the same time. He is happy they approve of you.)

❀ Despite being a bit of a tsundere he is a good boyfriend and is very sweet. He tends to prefer staying in dates versus going out but he'll go anyway you want as long as you're happy.

lori © 2024. please don't copy, modify, or do anything weird with my writing! i like reblogs and comments but please be kind as this was my writing.

[soapssuds]

light depictions of smut (not full on though), suggestive, mdni (+18), light angst, fluff(?), communication skills are key, gojo is...problematic in this.

Gojo Satoru was your boyfriend and partner in everything. He was your first kiss, the first boy you held hands with, he was your first date, and your first boyfriend.

And he turned out to be your first sexual partner as well.

However, you never told him any of this. When Gojo first asked you out, you thought it was some cruel joke he was playing, but as he kept pestering you, getting to know, and even tagged along with you on your less than stellar missions - well, you finally started to believe him. And there was the fact that you heard that he was experienced and only dated people who were also experienced. And you also heard that he wasn't a fan of virgins as you "have to teach them everything and they are always so delicate." Satoru once said he didn't have time for that. Which you understood. His life schedule was... horrendous... since he mainly spends his time in the jujutsu world.

So, in fear of losing him, you didn't tell him how he was your first kiss when he lips basically crashed into your own right outside your office door late one night. Or how he was your first date when he took you out to something like getting sweets together before going back to work. Or how he was your first time when would talk so cruelly to you and treat you like some whore.

Honestly, sex with Satoru did scare you a bit. Often times you find him rough, not once was he ever soft with you. You always hear how lovers are always careful with one another and trap each other in a loving embrace, but you never once felt that with Satoru. Not to mention that he says some mean things too. It always catches you off guard.

"Just shut your mouth already, you sound better when you're not talking."

"Aww, you crying? Can't take dick all that well?"

And then there afterwards.

You heard of aftercare but haven't experienced it yourself.

Most of the time when Satoru finishes you find yourself without an orgasm of your own, or you find yourself wobbling to the bathroom to clean yourself up. And sometimes, you end up walking home because Satoru either asks in such a way that is obvious that he wants you to leave or he asks you leave directly because he has an early mission in the morning.

All in all, sex with Satoru scares the living daylights out of you simply because it wasn't like anything you ever heard of before. And... you were hesitant to talk to him about it because, well, you were a virgin before him. You felt like you would just annoy him if you said anything about it.

"Maybe... I should talk to him about it..."

"Talk to who about what?"

Gojo smiled at you as he leaned against the doorframe to your office, his sudden appearance scaring you slightly as you jumped a little in your seat.

"Oh- uhh- I need to talk to Yaga about uhhhh- uhh a raise! Yeah, a raise!"

"A raise, huh, sweets?

You nodded, a smile on your lips as Gojo pushed off the doorframe and walked over to you. His hands in his pockets.

"Are you looking to buy something?"

"Oh uhmm.. no, nothing like that. I just feel like I deserve it, i guess."

You questioned yourself at the end.

Gojo smiled at that and moved to where he pushed your chair a little away so he could sit in front of you on the edge of your desk.

And even with his blindfold still on, you knew he was looking straight through you. Your lie crumbling ever so slightly.

"Mind telling me who you really need to talk to?"

You fidgeted a little.

"It's... actually with you."

"With me? Now that's way more interesting! What about, sweets?"

Oh god, were you actually going to do it? Just say it. Just come right out and say it.

It's easy.

Communication is key in any relationship, right?

Steadying yourself, you gulped.

"W- well, is it... is it ok... if you're a little softer... in sex?"

You cringed slightly at how you worded it.

Not to mention that he was the Gojo Satoru. He probably wasn't used to people telling him what he could and couldn't do.

"Softer?"

"Yeah... just a little and maybe... talk a little nicer."

You honestly felt like you were about to cry. Sure, you were able to kick some cursed spirit ass everyday to sunday, but when you actually had to confront people? You always crumbled away.

And before you could just take back what you said, Satoru reached out for you, his hand interlocking around one of your arms before pulling you up. The sudden force taking you off guard as you found your chest pressed against his own.

"Aww, is my sweet baby not liking the rough treatment?"

You shook your head and Gojo leant forward to capture your lips.

"Alright," he said in-between kisses, "I'll be as soft on you as you want. Though, I just have to ask, how long have you been feeling like this?"

"A- awhile. I- I just didn't know what to expect for a first time like that."

"First time?"

You froze completely.

"I was your first?"

You tried to pull away and backtrack, but he wasn't letting you go.

"Yeah..., you were... my first for everything actually."

And that's when it clicked for Satoru. It had him grinning like a dork.

"Then I wonder what other firsts i can be for you. Hey, that means you haven't tried anal right?"

"SATORU!"

His laughter was infectious.