#ahhh!!! its 10 again

[baby-prophet]

god i wish I had the breakdown of how i edited this

[fadednorth]

as a fellow ozar lover and rebel coalition stan what hcs do u have for them?? i wanna know because im so glad i found your acc. i feel like its so funny that slav is the biggest common ground between the bom and rebels. the rebels will always have my heart btw because they were the best in the little screen time they had esp ozar and te-osh (theyre both still alive trust trust). im always a sucker for found family trope hehehehe lemme know what your thoughts are dont even worry abt writing too much <3333 have a nice day btw

AGH! and you too, have a very nice day as well! <3 <3

I love finding more other peoples into the rebels, and of course, Slav the alien themselves! Slav being slav, and no--- they are not forgotten in my book for this stuff lol. Also you opened the yap fest of alifetime and by length alone it's gonna be super super condensed or whatever...headcanon/fanon---I'm going all out especially into their backstories a bit because I NEED THAT.

also---yes a lot of my hc changed and its a bit more out there, I'm focusing mainly on Te-osh, olia, ozar, matt...but some othesr are in here

Okay the rebels

Most of them have a found family/close bond with at least someone or a whole group, even after they find their family or people and are reunited once again.

The rebels have a known issue with keeping their members alive, especially before and after voltron's disappearance and a bit after their reappearance. which was a moral killer most of the time.

Olia was a great support, so was Ozar and both were known for doing what they could to keep spirits up and hope remaining when they had time and could.

Te-osh has a motherly/parental aspect to her among the rebels who were closest to her or under her order, she tends to let this peek through towards the younger generations or visiting/refuge seeking members. Absolutely she does what she can to keep their spirits up.

Te-osh is their only commander and they once had around like 5-7 when it was first established but things happened, and they now only have one direct commander. ((A few others Te-osh has directed as captains but if things get hard as commander for their little squadren/unit.)) also kind of fanonish? lol

When Matt came around everyone was like "tf is thing with those weird ears?", since no one has ever seen a human before. But definitely prodded their more 'humanoid' looking members when Matt came for answers. ((Ozar got sick and annoyed of this pretty quick---I think he's the only human-looking dude from memory...)

Matt was under Te-osh's arm right away and she totally babied him before seeing him knock a few Galra soldiers down in pure luck, but still it gave him credit and the opportunity to be a officer! eventually.

n-7 is a android onlined, her people are robotic but she was a mere A.I. but they found her and took her in mistaken them as some mix between people. Though when finding out Te-osh has Ozar and his group take her in and help her. Resulting in neto (bunny-eared alien) and Ini (multiarmed fellow) breaking her code and gaining sentience.

Ozar's group is 100% the oddballs. not only in those who join it but in appearance wise/talent/skin sense. ((In the way of not having a similar appearance or uniform coherent pattern.)) While not an issue it is pretty well for those entering the rebellion before they are reassigned or stay with his group.

Olia see's matt as a son, she 100% called him her "Little yupper" and "matt-boy"-- she started that nickname.

Ozar see's matt as an anomaly but the boy landed in his favor quite easily with all the questions he had, and odd amount of persistence and resistance he had for someone so small and fragile looking.

Olia is a great sharpshooter and their unassigned magical gurl of a chief, especially when in those rare times, they can afford a real-real good meal.

Ozar is a lot of muscle and has a skill for adapting for various weapon and combat styles, mostly out of his general interest in those topics and skills themselves.

Okay now some hc I have of Te-osh and her four adopted odd children because im a yapper and i adore these four---and it starts off as fanonish since uh...we don't have anything on these guys before the rebellion lol. also I'm going earth equivalents, easier .

ONE-- TWO-- THREE! LETS GO

Olia first came into contact with Te-osh, rescued by her after her family were taken captive, which and to her surprise, is where she realized she had a unspoken of uncle working with Te-osh's father.

Te-osh (16) took Olia in (olia was like...5ish) and took on a older-sib/parental) role in her life.

Ozar was an infant when he was found and Te-osh(19) was immediately one to take him in as her own. Olia (14) as well was eager to be a big sis to the weird blue baby. Everyone kind of let them do this since they were a beginning rebellion and needed that priority to take place...of course.

Te-osh did her best to watch these two and it went by mostly smoothly, when she did taken commanding lead (around 23 earth years) she had helped them become somewhat flexible in their potentials for roles in the rebellion.

Ozar was a mild child compared to Olia as Olia was a see and run-ask questions later and see what happens NOW. Ozar was timid and more spook prone which didn't help when the other kinds were introduced to him(5). ((He also had a lot of baby fat and just a short kid/teen for a long time.))

Being kid Olia was braver and intended to help Ozar practice his agility and strength skills as a kid since he was the youngest among their small group. Te-osh babied him quite often even if she meant well.

Once Ozar(6) followed Olia and the other jumping from object to object and building to building, Ozar fell behind and almost took a plunge down to some gully before Olia caught him. They joke around about how that gave him that early white hair, but they swear it's why Te-osh got those eye marks so early on.

Olia still has a tendency of protecting Ozar even as an adult, something she doesn't realize most of the time is even happening until Ozar says something or is doing something. They both share this aspect, but she has that tendency.

Ozar has a tail. Yes, he does, but he hides it well as it was gained into his brain from a child. The only aware are the og members and his little unit he oversees. But he has used to to grab and sometimes fight with. And steal stuff with if needed.

Both of the two are ones to put the people they are working with above all else, something that makes making contact and meetings with the Blades, once they meet them, impossible half the time. though they send Ozar to deal with most of these tasks as, even with her patience, Te-osh could and would blow a vessel if she spoke with them. Olia is just very blunt.

Matt helps a lot with easing the tension with Olia if it happens but for the most part, she tries to keep herself in check and Matt out of those types of situations. So matt being there can keep her steady when tense situations start to bloom. Not only that but the photos she tends to carry.

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Olia's partner had to go through Te-osh and Ozar, and Ozar was pretty intimidating of him. Mostly because he just didn't want him to get smart with him like he had a reputation for doing. But they did get along pretty well and were close friends.

Olia's kids refereed to Ozar as "Gramp" and call Matt "uncle" when he came around.

As kids Olia was tall and Ozar was just short and held a lot of baby fat. So when he 'grew' it was jarring for everyone and took some time to really handle since it just literally happened overnight.(19)

Te-osh sat on Ozar a lot, to keep him warm and at first but when the other adults found out about the 'infant egg' they shut it down. ((Up till then te-osh never saw a infant outside her own people.)

Literacy and writing were something to be worried about since they couldn't exactly focus on school stuff- luckily for them they had someone who used to be a teacher who taught them all they could, but Ozar struggles with reading and numbers while Olia absolutely destains writing. ||while not an issue for the most part it shows up here and there. but is stronger in other areas since it pertains to them more than other context and situations.

Ozar is thought to be far older than he is, a vocal condition and his own heritage adds to this factor. While Olia looks far younger than she actually is.

Matt joins in and Ozar is among the ones to try and rehabilitate him into a sense of safety before they decide he'd do best in Olia's group after they see his knack for technology and the general calmer energy her unit holds.

Being the only human in the rebels among the aliens (not that he isn't one to them) he has to get his stomach to get used to these foreign foods, even with Olia's culinary skills.

Matt sees Olia in a motherly manner and Te-osh as a grandparent figure. Ozar is just a close friend with a zoo for a friend group he gets along with.

Ozar introduced Matt to N-7and every knew he was enamored with N-7. leaving him to be stuck with a lot of teasing and embarrassment.

Matt learned a lot and shared alot about humans, which both helped and concerned the aliens of what the heck humans could do and have been doing. Including how they may or may not accept alien lifeforms when they come across them

When meeting matt's fam (te-osh is alive here LETS GO)), the mama's share and his mom question a bit of Te-osh tactics but does let it go since different species. Te-osh adore his earth family but is wary of their pet. [[Olia hates baebae and runs off in fear, Ozar is indifferent but likes the pet idea]]

Silly goofy ahh

Anime. Matt is a nut and Definity greased up a few of the members of Ozar's team which didn't help him when they were trying to work or get rest. Ozar doesn't mind Matt's interests but he'd definitely done with Narzarks and his weird(er) group of friends. ((Narzark is that blue fish appearing dude who's all :() behind Ozar when the green lion lands))

Ozar is a neat freak, he has always been known to be clean and freshened up, even in their condition for war and fighting he is oddly among the freshest conditioned members for the rebellion. ((probably why Te-osh always sends him out to make a first impression half the time and for meetings/relation ties)

Ever since he was a child and was told of Voltron, Ozar is a huge fanboy of the black lion and green lion. He actually has a whole ass collection of stolen bought items relating to the two lions. So you bet he's all talkative when he meets the green lion ((and in spirit Te-osh listens in great interest)) He also may or may not have a tattoo of the lion somewhere on his back.

Olia paints those green marks under her eyes to cheer Ozar up and make him feel confident with the odd marks he was born with.She also may or may not use glow-in-the-dark paints for fun on more calmer days/nights.

Vakala and Remdax when they were rescued gave Ozar hell and back for an hour, and Ozar had 100% forgotten about them. So no one really helped him till Olia came and a brawl started.

When they both had actual food on the Atlas, Ozar couldn't stop from trying to sneak some snacks at night, mostly the jerky stuff. Olia did too.

the showers of the Atlas were amazing and they ain't going back to what they had before. Matt spent hours in his and well...Olia soaked in her tub (im sure the atlas had those show/tub combos).

Ozar's eyes look like that because he has something similar to eyeliner and mascara. It's not a lot but when it was discovered by his group they won't let him go without knowing they know.

Ozar is known for being a fan of the underground fighting game and has only spectated these showings. he also has a love for the Monsters and Mania game, once Matt shows him Corans play. (Ozar is a paladin half the time or

Olia fell in love with earth's shows, she's a fan of older shows but loves Star wars and Batman (almost all incarnations). When things settle down her new partner has to put up with her little shrine room to the shows (love her and don't mind it as it's in her own work room)

Slav was his own case among the rebels. Worked well and got along well with Matt and the techies, but outside of them a lot of their patience was tested, Kronos (big orc looking masked dude) has little if any patience with Slav.

Ekkiki and Kronos' diet consists of just meat, which makes it difficult for Ekkiki, yet manageable enough for everyone else, but with Kronos and his size and appetite. They have to get creative and avoid another incident.

Ozar has a talent with makeup but can't actually draw for shit. Olia sucks at makeup, and neither of them know how that happened. ((Aka, while makeup isn't common, he could do some good work on someone's face.)

Te-osh has the tendency to hover over Olia, Ozar, and Matt, but mostly Ozar. Like a mother hen who shouldn't be messed with.

When going out to pubs or bars when they can for some downtime (or sneak time), Olia starts a lot of fights, and Ozar ends a lot them. 3

Matt made friends with the other tech rebels and Ozar's group, seeing how they kind of were the "weird" kids of the rebels. It reminded him of the years in school with his friends, which helped him gradually enter this new part of life.

Olia and Ozar visit their old and abandoned base a lot when able to, hanging out there or just trying to find items stored there to bring back to show Te-osh and Matt

When it's cold cold, Olia and Ozar usually find a area and fall asleep over one another to stay warm. Te-osh will usually find something to cover them but sometimes she covers them herself since it's what she did when they were little.

The group Te-osh grew up in and overlooked treat ozar as the youngest, sometimes unknowingly and Olia does this as well. Well-intended it can definetly be grating or just embarassing.

Mormoran does not like ozar at all.

Matt sometimes finds himself covered in the kids when they visit (not only olia's but other young children) and unable to move becase of this. Leaving him at the mercy of them and whatever they may want him to do and help with.

My personal oc/hc/e.t.c stuff to like...separate since it's a bit non-canon? I wouldn't say headcanon since it seems more oc/fanon lol. but for funsies and juice giving? dunno forgive me--!

Olia and Ozar are known for being the longest lasting members of the 'original 'group. Which was just those who came to the rebels under the command of the og 7. ((She did intentionally assign Ozar to be under Olia's command if things get tough, as well to possibly take lead as commander if something were to happen to her.))

In note--Longest lasting Captain and lieutenant in ranks/training.

Bur-ban (Billy-goat looking dude), Phinoic (bird/cobra looking fellow), Mormoran (Like rolo's species), are part of the og's and their direct family members (kid/sibling/other younger member). That counts as Olia as well in that number as her uncle was one of the og member. Except Ozar.

Ozar is a fraternal twin and has two different fathers, heteropaternal superfecundation is the case here, same mother. Being crazy as i am Axca is his sister ((guys hear me and this out please---)) ||

I made a whole species called the Xterion who are among other who are considered "giants" who are on level with strength of the Galra and other civilizations which great height, strength, and resistance. ((This is where he gets his blue skin, black colored eyes, white hair, and strength from__minus being half Galra.)) And his Altean features are from...Altean mother. ((LET ME---)

Olia's family was seperated from a long time and she reunited with them and her people again when she was around 15, her unspoken of uncle was excommunicated after helping some Galra, why he never was brought up and why she never heard of him.

Te-osh and her father are what were left of her family as a Galra attack and destruction of the planet they had been forced to flee to decimated their kind. Her grandparents were able to meet a young Ozar and Olia but another attack rendered them dead.

The og rebel consisted of Te-osh's father ((Terr-ai)), Olia's uncle ((Colbe)),Mormran parent ((Triiko)), Bur-ban's father (Dantron)), Phinoic's parent ((Hawcon)), Liger ((refugee), and Fallisa ((Friend of Terr-ai)).

Ranveig was a great threat to them as they had been looking for some supplies and ended up encountering him, resulting in a fight and some ships on commanders side being damaged badly. The rebels got out of there but there was a solid vendetta against them by that interaction.

Later in life the og members meet their downfall by Ranveig, and brought in Te-osh and her commanding group to take over the rebellion along with the new captains and lieutenants.

Ozar got his scars from an engagement from Ranveig, Olia lost her husband and brother-in-law to him as well.

Minor tidbits ima put right here as a close off.

Ozar has a daughter, named Haylee, who's been out of the way of war with some trusted persons he knows.

Te-osh and their medic (Onito I named the guy) know Ozar's got a lot of mix DNA but they won't tell him)

Slav knows about the other reality with the alteans, so he's a bit out and about at times and rants about them which just confuses the others.

N-7 is a great tech hand but isn't allowed to participate in close combat as she is built out of metal that isn't as resistant. But she's great in firepower.

A lot of the rebels suffer from PTSD and nightmares/terrors, but they also lack medic power since not many are fully trained or willing to do that. Onito has been their biggest help with this area and longest lasting medic.

Olia is a huge mechanic nut and most reliable to make something work again.

When the blades join the rebels are not as open to them, and heavily against interacting and accepting them, however Ozar is someone who seems open to interactions with the blades.

Matt when helping his sister does tell a lot of his experiences with the rebels, including the downs and what he has seen.

Humanitarian efforts were overseen mostly by Ozar, scout and combat efforts by Olia,and Te-osh multi-tasked.

lots of yapping and whatever, forgive me I tried to order it all---I have so much more i want to go into as well but I just...I can't! anyways, have fun reading whom ever comes across this cursed ramble. <3

[lilrobinbird]

I fr had time of my life drawing hands because I love doing that and then I realised.......what normal person holds whole cake in their hands just like that without plate or anything?????

Encantober Day 15: Midnight

There was a knock on Julieta’s door. Although it was late, almost midnight, she was wide awake. Groaning, she got out of bed to open the door.

“You guys don’t have to knock, you can just come in,” she said, returning to her bed.

Bruno shrugged. “We didn’t want to catch you at a bad moment.”

“Changing,” Pepa clarified. “He means changing.”

“Thank you so much for clarifying, Pepi.” Bruno rolled his eyes at her.

“Anytime.” Pepa stuck out her tongue at him.

“Guys, can you stop arguing for ten minutes?” Julieta pleaded.

They both stared at her incredulously.

“Is this really how you want to start off our birthday?”

“No,” Pepa conceded, flopping on the bed next to her.

Bruno shook his head, sitting on the other side of Julieta. “How much time do we have left anyway?”

Julieta peered at the clock. It was a bit hard to make out in the low light. “Nine minutes.”

“Oh. So after ten minutes it won’t be the start of our birthday anymore and we can argue again.” Pepa grinned.

Julieta looked at her somberly. “You know how mamá gets on our birthday. You decide if you want to risk arguing.”

“She’s not even around right now,” Pepa grumbled, but didn’t resist.

Heaviness swept down, crushing them like an uncomfortable blanket. Their birthday wasn’t the joyous occasion it was for most people. Sure, it marked the anniversary of their birth and the founding of the town, but it was also the day they had lost their papá.

For them, the day was a whirlwind of emotions. The townspeople wanted to celebrate them, the miracle babies that had survived the attack, propping them up as a symbol of the bright future the town had. This got even worse after they’d been surprised with gifts on their fifth birthday. Suddenly, they were able to heal with food, change the weather, see the future. When the townspeople found out, they were whipped into an even bigger frenzy. Well, first they’d thought the gifts were curses from the devil and wanted to shun the children (those had been a rough few weeks), but once they realized that lightning wasn’t going to strike them all down (despite Pepa threatening it when she got mad), the celebrations grew even more enthusiastic.

They endured it politely, uncomfortable with the attention- especially Bruno, who was a wallflower on the best of days. It mellowed out a bit as the years went on, but it was always a wild and loud celebration. They might have grown to enjoy it, even though they didn’t have their papá around like all the other kids did, if they hadn’t been able to see mamá sitting in the corner.

Oh, she did her best to revel with the other partygoers. She would dance, and bring out the cake, and call for the party to continue. But when she thought no one was watching, she would retreat to a corner and fall apart. The last couple years, she had worn colors again, but before that, she was a dot of black in a sea of color.

They’d asked her why she always wore black, and she said it was to honor the memory of their papá. Incidentally, he had tragically passed away right on their birthday.

Knowing that kind of put a damper on the whole day.

The parties people threw for them were too much, but they couldn’t ask mamá to do anything, not when they knew what this day meant to her. So they began their own little tradition, celebrating together right at midnight. That was their real birthday celebration.

“Scoot over, you’re hogging the blankets,” Pepa complained, elbowing Bruno in the side.

“Seven more minutes, guys.”

They fell silent.

Bruno was the next one to speak. “So… we’re turning ten. Definitely not little kids anymore. It’s… exciting?”

Exciting wasn’t the right word for it. Daunting was more like it. If people had expected a lot of them before, the encanto miracle babies with magical gifts, it was probably about to get a whole lot worse.

“Yeah…” Julieta couldn’t really muster up the enthusiasm. “Maybe now mamá will let me use the stove without her having to supervise.”

“You do that anyway,” Pepa pointed out.

“Yeah, I said, let me, not that I wouldn’t do it otherwise.” She gasped. “Speaking of…”  She got up and went to the little cabinet where she kept her healing supplies, pulling out a little cake.

Pepa’s eyes lit up and she squealed, clapping her hands happily. “You made cake!”

Julieta smiled. “I couldn’t let the occasion go unmarked, now could I?” She set the cake down on the bed between them and frowned. “Oh, I forgot the candles.”

The drawer of her nightstand rattled. Surprised, Julieta opened it to reveal three star-shaped candles; one in each of their colors.

“Casita to the rescue,” Pepa said, sticking the candles into the cake, but then paused. “How are we supposed to light them?”

Bruno pulled a box of matches out with a triumphant flourish. “Casita’s got us.”

“Excellent.” As the triplet most comfortable around fire, Julieta lit the candles.

They watched the flames flicker with wonder in their eyes.

“Two more minutes now.”

“Can’t we just blow them out early? I want cake,” Pepa whined.

“You can wait two more minutes. A big ten-year-old is able to wait two minutes for cake.” Julieta did her best imitation of their mamá when she scolded them.

Pepa hit her with a pillow, making the flames swoop. “I’m not ten yet though. I’m still nine.”

“Only for another minute.”

“A minute without cake.”

“Get ready.” Bruno leaned down in anticipation.

They watched the hands on the clock tick along, finally meeting at the top. Twelve echoing peals boomed out, signifying midnight and the arrival of their birthday.

The triplets puffed out their cheeks, blowing hard on the candles until the flames were fully extinguished. Apparently, Casita had been playing tricks on them, because the candles should not have been that hard to blow out.

“Happy birthday, guys,” Julieta wished her siblings as she began cutting the cake into three.

“You too,” Pepa responded around a mouthful of cake. “Mm, is that dulce de leche? You make the best cakes, hermana. Please do this every year.”

“Seconded.” Bruno waved around a crumb covered fork. “Don’t tell mamá, but I think it’s even better than her cakes.”

Julieta laughed. “Thanks, Bruno. I definitely won’t tell her that.”

In the morning, they’d have to wake up and greet their mamá, whose sadness they were too old not to notice anymore. They’d acknowledge the gnawing absence of their papá, made even worse on that special day than usual. Then they’d have to spend the day being whisked from celebration to celebration by people who didn’t really understand what they were celebrating and act like they were having the time of their lives.

But right now, at midnight, they could eat cake together on Julieta’s bed; free of any expectations.

It was the best present they could ask for.

[kombuuuu]

hii i really enjoyed ur miles 42 fic, was wondering if u could write something about reader and miles meeting for the first time? who was interested first🤭?

For the Soul (and the Heart)

Miles!42 x Fem!Reader

“I’ll be here. So pretty fun, i’d say”. “Guess you’re right, Chiquita.”

AHHH meet cute x simpy miles we LOVE

Miles getting comfy w reader and reader getting progressively more combative the more time they spend together bc they luvvvvvvv each other? perfection

please don’t read if you get uncomfy with suggestive content, nothing too bad but still suggestive!

The morning was still. An odd occurrence for a Saturday. The winter chill had settled the night prior and seeped into ever cracked windowsill.

Streets coating in a thin layer of snow and trees dusted with the same. And acknowledging this freezing weather, obviously you decided to go for a walk. Snow crunched under your feet as you followed street signs, the only thing telling you where you were going was which street looked prettier.

Eventually you stopped, hugging your scarf closer to your nose and looking for a stall or shop that caught your eye.

Eventually it did, a quaint cafe stationed between two clothing stores, relatively small and pretty empty. The outside was decorated with white Lilly-of-the-Valley flowers, flower beds filled with the pretty things. Contrasting to the deep Mahogany of the wooden shop. Which looking into the wide window, seemed relatively the same. Deep furniture with white accents and a soft yellow light dancing along shiny hardwood floors.

Swirling cursive words cut into the wooden headboard swinging from a chain outside the door. “Morales Coffee.”

There looked to be seven or eight people in there currently, for how inconspicuous it tried to look, the amount of patrons at such an odd time (10:42 AM, not morning but not afternoon either.), You’d assume that coffee has to be amazing.

The door bell chimed sweetly at your entry, Barista turning to greet you.

The sweet woman gleamed over at you for a moment, turning back to her current customer while he pulled out his wallet. You lined up, looking at the pastries lining the glass displays. The ones catching your eye a Raspberry Danish and a cute baby blue Lunch-Box cake.

The man had moved away, leaving it your turn to order. The woman smiled at you and for once, approaching someone in costumer service didn’t feel as scary as it should’ve.

“Hi, What can I get for you today?” The curly haired woman had a twang of an accent curving her words. And a motherly vibe about her.

“Hey,” You smiled back at her “,Could I get a regular Mocha—.” You paused to let her punch it in. “.—A raspberry Danish and your blue cake.”

You pointed vaguely towards where the blue cake would be to her side of the display. “Yes, of course! That’ll be $18.40, thank you.”

Whilst you pulled out your purse to pay and she began to retrieve the items. She spoke up again. “Someone’s birthday?”

You laughed, not expecting her to speak so suddenly.

“Oh, no!” A chuckle left your lungs “Just want some cake recently. Saw your shop and its cakes. Thought may as well get it while i’m here.”

She laughed along with you, snorting a little as she boxed the small cake in the cardboard lunchbox. “Seems reasonable.”

“Thank you.”

She grabbed your danish and placed it on the counter, putting the cake in a bag and handing it to you.

“Thank you, again.”

“No worries, your mocha will be out shortly!” The bouncy lady turned around, going close to the back of the counter and opened a door you hadn’t realised was there, talking into it.

“Bebé, hay una chica linda ahí afuera que quiere un Mocha. Ve a hacerlo para ella. Y no la riegues.”

"Baby, there's a cute girl out there who wants a Mocha. Go do it for her. And don't mess it up."

Miles glanced up in confusion.

“¿Pero porqué me dices a mi?”

“Why me?”

“Pues es linda, y parece de tu edad.”

“She’s pretty, and around your age.”

“Ma, porfavor.”

“Ma, please.”

“Go.”

“Fine, fine.” He raised his hands in defeat and Rio kissed his cheek on the way out.

You found a seat with a cute view of the street outside and waited patiently for your coffee, people watching to pass time.

There was always a fear of crime in your neighbourhood. The lack of supposed ‘good guys’ coupled with the city being run down by anyone who wanted to escape trouble. Once news broke out of the first robbery in Brooklyn, where no one was caught. It was immediately put on the radar for any criminal looking to live somewhere safe.

The Prowler had been changing that. Little by little the Panther-esc.. Anti-Villain was scraping through the streets of Brooklyn and letting his blood stained claws drag over those in his way.

People feared him, the violence he brought with him.

You thought he was the closest thing to a hero you were getting, so who’s got room to complain?

If he’s not going to do the dirty work, who will?

The chatter of other people in the cafe had gotten slightly louder, four more people walking in while you sat.

“Miles, la chica linda de ahí.”

“Miles, That sweet girl over there.”

“Sí mamá, ya sé.”

“Yeah mama, I know.”

The smooth baritones accent of a boy around your age caught your attention. The way his letters curled giving you a rush of something down your spine. You looked up when you heard feet approaching, seeing probably the most ridiculously handsome man you have ever met bring you your coffee.

The way his jawline sharpened at a point, braids lying on his shoulders just below it. His lips that seemed awfully soft for someone who probably doesn’t even know what chapstick is. Lashes fluttering prettily over his high genes cheekbones, accenting his golden eyes. Jesus christ he’s pretty. His lips curled into a smirk at your face, your doe’d eyes gleaming up at him. He had some sharp canines.

“‘S one’s yours, Miss.” He placed the steaming mug on your table and you smiled. “Thank you!”

“No worries, Hermosa.” He looked at you a moment longer before the sweet lady called him back to make another order.

“Coming, Momma.” He called back to her, turning back to you for a second time and adding.

“I’m Miles, by the way.”

“Miles.. that’s a cute name.”

His lips upturned again at the compliment.

You gave him your name, which he hummed at, repeating it and rolling it around his tongue. His accent was gorgeous.

“Hope to see you ‘round, [Name].”

You choked out a pathetic affirmation, “Mhmma.— Yeah, yep.”

He laughed lightly and dragged his fingers along the table as he left.

Like claws.

—

Two days later you were back. It was some of the best coffee you’d ever had. And the desserts were the same, most of the cake still sitting boxed in the fridge.

Also there was an added bonus, being the coffee house owner, and her son.

The boy was interesting enough to keep your attention, sweet to you but held a sort of curiosity about him. Like he was hiding something but felt no shame in doing it, that it was righteously excused.

And to be real, you were dying to hear his voice again. Two days and all that had been playing in your head was the way he’d said your name, let the word travel down to his lungs and breathed life into it. A longing into it.

Miles was about the same, probably worse.

You saying his name was cute was probably his new lifeline. The way you had said it so innocently, sweetly to the likes of him. A twisted, wretched man. You had him swooning faster than he deemed safe, his body was going into overdrive. He had watched you while in their cafe, having never met someone so.. untainted by the world. Someone so sweet who carried nothing but a childlike innocence in their curios nature. Nothing done out of bad faith or in vain. You were nothing like him, he adored that.

So when you came wandering back into his Mommas cafe, he hoped to every universe it would be something you didn’t stop doing.

“Ah! Miss, You’re back!” His Ma greeted her, watching as the girl told Rio her name, and his Mom in return.

You guys chatted idly for a moment, your expressions clear as day. He could read you like a grown man could read a picture book, so easy it would be insulting to present him with it, if the content wasn’t you. The brightness and easy nature of you was something refreshing, he would say his Momma was easy-going, but times had been hard lately and his family needed a cheering up. You seemed like the perfect candidate.

Sweet, bubbly and looking at him right now- Oh. He waved at you, shivering at the eye contact and watching as you smiled at him and waved back, hands shaking. He likes how nervous he makes you.

You sniffled a little from the cold, dripping your hand as his Mom room your attention again. She handed you a cinnamon scroll and you paid quickly, dropping twenty bucks in the tip jar and quickly finding your way back to your seat.

“Miles! Un Mocha regular porfavor.”“Miles, regular Mocha please.”

He nodded to his mom, like he hadn’t remembered from last time. Like he hasn’t watched as you enjoyed something he made you.

—

“Bienvenida de nuevo, Chiquita.”“Welcome back, Chiquita.”

Sitting in the same spot as last time, staring at the idling passer-by’s, the light of a Winter morning danced off the snowy ground and highlighted your face, leaving a soft glow in your eyes.

You turned to him, paying him your whole mind.

“Thank you, Miles.” He placed your coffee in front of you, slightly leaning over you. He raised his eyebrows and hummed. You inhaled quickly, breath caught in your throat. Now realising the proximity between the two of you. Not only that, but there was a sweet smell that followed him around, coffee and cinnamon. How fitting.

His voice had gone deeper, smoother.

“I’m glad to see you back here—,” He leaned back again, hand dragging the same way it had two days prior. Your slow blink and parted lips made a deep rooted part of him begin to blossom once more.

He wanted to protect you the way he knew no one else could, wanted to lay his Soul down for you. Let you trace the veins imbedded in his skin with your teeth and take as much from him as you could. Run him dry, let him owe you his life so he can die protecting yours.

The speed his infatuation was growing probably wasn’t healthy.

“Really?” Your sweet, breathless inquiry silenced that though.

“Of course, Mami.”

“I—,” You paused, picking at you fingernails for a moment “,—I like it here, a lot.”

You leaned a little forward in your seat. Pressing your forearms against the wooden tabletop and leaning on them. He watched your back drop into a small arch, and for his own health, decided to ignore it. “‘S very cozy.” You glanced towards the window again. Watching another lad and her dog pass. He watched you.

“Mm, it is.”

“And you’re here.”

He sucked in a breath, fingers twitching.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Your gaze flickered to him once more and he held it.

He let his hand drift to your shoulder, rubbing it slowly while he peeled himself away from the table.

“I gotta go, Mami, but enjoy your time.”

“You too, Miles.”

“I’ll be working,” He smiled at you, a small thing.

“I’ll be here. So pretty fun, I’d say.”

He hummed.

“Guess you’re right, Chiquita.”

—

It had been around four Months since Miles had met you. And he was in over his damn head, not that he wasn’t at your first meeting. But progressively, over time, he’d fallen deeper and deeper for you.

Everything you did had him in a chokehold. The way you were so sweet with his Mom, or how even uncle Aaron liked you when he’d stopped by the cafe.

How you offered to help around with no pay, generosity basically leaking from your heart. When you would come over just to see him because you “missed his voice”.

Or would sit in his room and wait for him. If he ever came home late, injured from things you had no business knowing, you wouldn’t ask a thing. You stayed quiet, and patched him up. Let him rest his head on your collarbone while you softly rubbed his shoulders. Trying to lighten the weight of the world off of them.

Every little thing.

He was done pretending like it didn’t affect him. He could barely go a single day without you on his mind constantly, as if.

He knew you felt the same.

Still just as readable as your first meeting. He knew the frequent outings between the two of you were more than just friendly meet-ups to you. To him.

And when your gazes would catch one another, he’d try and tell you. Express without so much as a word how you were the only person he could do this with. The only one he felt comfortable to walk down the street with, and let you chat his ear off about any new movies you’d seen, books you’d have read.

He would let you sleep in his bed, bring little things into his room and give the bland walls life.

You had made a home in him. Cracked chips in his walls on by one until you’d found a single loose stone and happily let everything he’d built up fall just for you.

—

Miles had texted you around mid-day that he’d wanted to see you, in which you’d giggled at your phone dreamily.

Laying on your bed with your stomach down, kicking your legs like a girl gone stupid.

It hadn’t even been much to fret over, just a simple:

Can you come over later?

He had phrased it rather questioningly, but for no good reason. He’d known full well the moment he even insinuated you being with him, you’d jump at the chance.

And you did, swiftly replying;

okayyyy !!

I’ll pick you up at 7.

six…?

7, [Name].

>:(

Don’t be childish.

i’m nvr childish, see u at 6 C:

You got up, threw your phone somewhere on the bed and checked your, admittedly already-packed, overnight bag. Making sure nothing was missing before putting it at your door.

Your phone pinged again.

See you at six.

You smiled.

You spent the rest of that afternoon anxiously waiting for him to pick you up.

—

He showed up at your door five minutes late, greeting you at the door with a soft apology about the tardiness.

“Sorry, Mami. Took a wrong turn.”

“Don’t apologise, Miles.”

You smiled at him, stars in your eyes. He looked away for a second, a bit guilty for lying to you, but he feels it’s worth it.

“Grab your bag, ma. Let’s go.”

You hummed an affirmation, rushing to your room to grab the pink duffel bag.

You grabbed your phone off your night stand and did a double check for everything.

You walked out again, closing the door behind you. Miles was leant up against your doorframe. Forearm pressed on the wood and his torso stretched. A small sliver of his skin had peeked from under the fabric, you thanked the warming weather. Quickly averting your gaze, you noticed him watching your stare in intent, a curious smile playing at the corner of his lips.

“You good, Chiquita?”

“Uhuh—, yep. Fine.”

“Mmhm.”

You huffed out, pouting and pressing your palm to his chest, his very toned chest, and pushed back lightly.

“Get outta my way, lame-o, I gotta lock the door.”

He resisted for a moment longer, gazing down at you in humour. He trailed his hand up your arm slyly and pried your hand off his chest by sliding his thumb up from under your wrist onto your palm. Slowly pulling you off him.

“Maybe ask politely.”

You gave him an unimpressed stare and flipped him off.

“Miles.”

“[Name].”

“Oh my god.”

“It’s just a ‘please’.”

“..-Please, get the fuck outta my way.”

“Of course, Hermosa.” He snorted as he did.

You turned around, Miles still close to you in the cramped hallway, and locked your door.

You turned around, noticing his eyes glance up from where they were before and shot him a questioning look. He turned around and led you through you hallway, dismissing the look.

—

He opened the steel door to the cafe. The scenery of a rooftop garden with the same Lilly-of-the-Valley flowers up here as there were out front of the store.

Shrubbery lined the rooftop edge and the string lights hung from the veranda created an atmosphere that seemed almost cinematic.

“Jesus, Miles. This is beautiful.”

“Mm, thought you’d like it.”

“I do, so much.”

You stated in awe at the mural painted on a buildings wall behind the door. A man who stroke a resemblance to Miles painted surrounded by colours of any.

The moonlight basked against the neon colours, accenting the man’s features.

“My dad.”

Your gaze snapped up to him beside you, brows furrowing in a frown.

“I’m sorry.”

“‘S cool. Nothin’ you coulda known, Ma.”

He sighed at the image of his father, wishing him well rest.

Turning to you, he wasn’t surprised to see the greif in your eyes. He was, though, surprised at the lack of pity.

He was so used to having his far family whisper behind his back at how his soul had died with his fathers. How the light in his eyes had gone missing the day his hand had been forced, unable to get to his dad in time.

There was no escaping his death.

So to feel the understanding coming from you—. The confidence in your sorry but knowledge that pity would do no one any good, it was refreshing. Everything about you was.

He turned away from your watchful eyes, the intensity being unusual for him.

“Come sit, vida mía.”

You followed him dutifully, loyally. Like you had since the last Winter. Like you would continue for the next to come.

A set of pillows had been placed in the middle of the veranda. White wood covered in lively vines and the aforementioned string lights.

There was a layout of his pastries (which you had learned he was the baker of) laid out on a cotton blanket.

You sat on one of the pillows, legs crossed. Miles following short after.

“Oooh,” You begun to tease him “,This a romantic dinner date?” The tone of your voice was in jest, but when he had failed to answer— Your heart rate sped up and your face went hot to the touch.

“Miles? Y’know I— I was just jokin’—“ “If you want it to be.”

You stood stupidly for a moment, not quite reeling in his words like any other person would.

“Wh—.”

It was his turn for unsurity now, eyes dancing nervously between you and the skyline.

“No pressure, though. Just think it’d be nice.”

“It would.”

He refocused on you again, finding you already watching him owlishly. “Yeah?”

“Mm, we could—,”

He anxiously started picking at the blanket. Who knew someone usually so calm could be this nervous asking out the most harmless girl he knew.

“Try. We could try that, together.” You mumbled a bit, seemingly playing it off. “If you want, or something..”

“I do.” He gained some leg to stand on, finding it easier and easier as you spoke, your nerves somehow calming his own.

“I’ve wanted that for a while.”

“Oh good, cause—“ You placed your hand in your lap, cracking your knuckles. “—Me too, so. That’s good.”

He grinned at your awkwardness, knowing your lack of experience in the relationship aspect of life, this mutual agreement, instead of one asking the other out, probably hasn’t been an experience of yours yet. He liked he was the first.

“Don’t get all shy on me now.”

You puffed at him, punching his arm lightly.

“I’m never shy, that’s for dumb stupid lame people. And I am none of those.” “Oh, sure.”

“Wh— Sure?! Which one are you ‘sure’-ing? Dumb, stupid or lame?!”

“Uhuh.”

“Miles!”

“Keep saying my name like that, mami.”

“Oh my goodness!”

—

And when you both finally got into his bed, you’d slept tangled together like you had dozens of times before. But this time, Miles would grab your waist and pull you closer. Settle his face in your neck and trace his nose down the length of your shoulder, peppering a kiss on every inch of skin he could find, and you’d both finally felt sure.

Maybe people were right, maybe Miles’s soul had died with his father.

But meeting you, something new, something rejuvenating—.

It left him with a light he could search for, a new soul. A whisp of a being you’d taken from your own heart and placed in his. It left him breathless with life.

—

YIPEEE!!!!! another one 🗣️‼️

thank you to my translation helpers (bbgs) @kissmxcheek and @millyswife

(oh, wrong Miles! oops! 🤗⬇️)

[knightyoomyoui]

[SMUT] TWICE x Male Reader - "One Of The Girls"

The final one-shot of my TWICE smut anthology book is here. I think this might disappoint for some readers here because yall might be expecting it to be long, but I made it as simpler and unique as I can be because I don’t think I’ll be able to write a Part 2 of this anymore due to my lack of interest of writing smuts. Thank you once again for atleast giving a try on reading my smut one-shots even though I’m not really expert at writing mature stuffs. Still, I hope this might come into your liking. WARNING: contains smut, R+18, mature and sexual content TAGS: fuckfest, friends with benefits, eighteensome (with a bit of threesome and foursome), harem, pairing, messy sex, anal, rough sex, blowjob, lots of sex positions, futuristic, clones, advanced technology etc. WORD COUNT: 5,500

You are currently hosting your own celebratory party with your only circle of friends in college. There’s a total of 10 people present around your house, which is the preferred location that was voted for by the majority since yours is the most spacious among them. Around your living room are Nayeon, Jeongyeon, Momo, Sana, Jihyo, Mina, Dahyun, Chaeyoung, and Tzuyu, and you as the only guy in your squad.

Table occupied with bunches of snacks and empty cans of beer, some of the girls are nearing passing out from their drunken state, except the others, like Nayeon, Jeongyeon, and Jihyo, who have a high alcohol tolerance, went on to continue chatting with you since they wanted to cherish this moment being complete together.

It’s been months since you’ve last seen them after getting graduated from college. Each went on to grab the degree of the profession they have chosen, and that brought them to achieve their dream job that effectively supports them even more in their personal life.

You were the one who initiated to invite all of them when few days ago, you unexpectedly encountered Jihyo in the grocery store and sulked about when will be there a time where all 10 of you will go hangout together again just like good old times. Since Jihyo is the one that all of you have been calling the “mother” of the group, you took note of her suggestion.

As you went home, chat app open, revisit your group chat with them, and send the invitation, which led you all in this predicament.

“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me.” Jihyo said as she looked at your window, waterdrops scattering as it disperses down through its surface. 

“We should’ve went home already after they passed out.” Jeongyeon said as she emptied her can of beer and peek at Momo and Chaeyoung sleeping both on her sides.

“Yeah, we got caught now by the rain outside. Nice.” Nayeon slumped her back on the couch. “Ahhh I hate it when I go home wet.” 

“Should we wake everyone up?” Jeongyeon asked.

Jihyo shook her head. “Maybe not yet, I don’t want to disturb their sleep just to get haggard going outside.” She said while stroking the wavy hair of sleeping Mina on her right.

“I think it’s much better if you guys should stay here.” You suggested. “You guys still have work, I don’t want to risk you all getting sick and take an absence.”

“Are you sure about it, YN?” Jeongyeon asked, lifting her brows in surprise. “Are we not gonna be a hindrance here around your house, I mean… we did put a mess already here but-”

“Nah, I’m positive. And I knew where you’re going at your words, Jeong. I’ll help you clean the place up tomorrow.” You smiled at her.

“Nice. Thanks for this, YN!” Jeongyeon high fives with you.

“Well that’s even better. I’m starting to like your place too anyway.” Jihyo joked as she looked around the interior of the house. “I mean, what do expect from our architect, am I right.” She smirked as you chuckled at her teasing.

“Aww, as expected, such a caring and thoughtful deed from our daddy~” Nayeon quickly cuddled your arm, much to your shock. You froze at your place, and Jeongyeon and Jihyo stopped laughing as their smile fades away with their eyes slowly stared towards the already drunk bunny that they thought was still with them.

“Uhm…” 

“Did we heard it right?”

“N-Nayeon, what did you just call YN here?”

“My daddy YN~” Nayeon said as she rubs her face in your biceps. “He’s the only man in our group and he takes care of us, does that make her our daddy?” She raised her head and smiled at you with her and shiny teeth.

“How did you… just end up randomly calling him like that?” Jeongyeon stiffles her laugh while perturbedly questioning Nayeon’s weird behavior.

“I mean, she has a point though, you are the patriarch, the one who formed our group anyway. You found us, YN.” Jihyo shrugged her shoulders. “But cmon, unnie. There’s no need to call him like that.”

“I don’t care. I love to call him that always, besides…” Nayeon’s stare went strangely different, eyeing you with an unspeakable aura clouding through her pupils. Her hand planted on your chest and rubbed it gently, smelling your scent from your shirt. “Daddy’s has been looking such a very hottie these days compared back then, that’s why he’s just simply deserves to be called with it. Besides, you love to hear that too from one of your girls, right~?”

“N-Nayeon…” 

Her movements are like a choke hold on you, making it difficult for you to talk normally. You are stammering when you speak. Gazing at Jeongyeon and Jihyo, you saw that they were merely observing Nayeon as she moved her hands around you. Their gaze shifted to you, and all of a sudden, even theirs felt a little awkward.

To your astonishment, Nayeon gently caressed your face and turned it toward her, planting a soft kiss on your lips. When you felt Nayeon's lips start to move more around your mouth and extend an invitation for a passionate duel, your eyes opened and your body gradually melted.

Hearing some gulps from nearby, it was coming from Jeongyeon and Jihyo drinking more beer that was left from the table. Their breaths became heavy as they continued to observe Nayeon doing these things to you.

You never crossed your mind that Nayeon would do this to you someday, just like right now, but it is undoubtedly true that she is deadly gorgeous, and to share this kind of intimacy with someone like her, consider yourself to be the luckiest guy in the world.

Speaking of being lucky, it looks like you’re about to experience another once-in-a lifetime moment and something that will forever change your relationship with the girls when you hear Jeongyeon moan as Jihyo starts to grope her breast. 

Your hand rest on Nayeon’s hand and continued to mash your lips against her, syncing her movements along to make your kiss even more sultry. As you remove first from her face, you stared at her and looked at Jeongyeon who is now also massaging her other breast to join Jihyo playing on her body.

“Are you girls sure wanna do this?”

“I’d like to give it a try. We haven’t done this before, and it pretty much looks very interesting, especially looking at our r Jeongie here enjoying my touch here like never before.” Jihyo smirks.

“How about you, Jeong?”

“Quit asking, let’s stay here for the night and have more fun.” Jeongyeon said, huffing one more time before she tilts her head and captures Jihyo’s face for a kiss of her own too.

“I knew they will follow us.” Nayeon said as she satisfyingly watched her friends going out at each other. “I pretty much knew how their hormones can get intense, and now that you are our only man around here, will you like to accompany us to it?”

“Oh whenever you want, Nayeon.”

You pulled the hem of Nayeon’s shirt upward, revealing her baby blue silk bra that perfectly hugs her average-sized boobs. You gnawed at the crook of her neck; she gasped at how ticklish and warm your breath hit her sensitive spot. While doing so, your hand squeezed along the soft skin of her arms, feeling its smoothness.

Locating the lock on her bra from her back, you unhooked it and removed the garment from her. Setting yourself apart from Nayeon, you have found the first glimpse of Nayeon’s bare top, her breasts proudly presented to you and ready to be devoured.

You placed your palms on top of her tits, squishing them as Nayeon invited you again for another kiss. Jeongyeon and Jihyo are still colliding in each other's bodies. As you checked on them, you have found that Jeongyeon is now stripping off Jihyo’s skirt as she also gets rid of her shirt, exposing her black bra that traces the width of her wide, flawless back.

Lifting Nayeon off the couch and leaving Dahyun and Tzuyu on your spot, you gently placed Nayeon on your carpet. Now being on top of her, you undid her jeans and saw her matching pants tucked securely on her rosy petals. Running your hands through her legs, you found her waistband, taking them off and giving her pants a lustful inhale before looking at the now fully naked Nayeon laying for you.

You kissed her again, with one hand caressing her cheek and another returning to nuzzle with her left breast. You heard a loud whimper coming from Jihyo, who is now being eaten by Jeongyeon as her head is between her legs, sitting on the carpet in front of her.

With your clothes and jogging pants now gone too, all 3 women went on to watch you loosen your boxers, and there they had to see your erected cock for the first time, increasing their sexual desires that had them craving the taste of your meat.

Jihyo’s moans went constantly seductive the more she stares at your cock while her pussy is getting pleasured by Jeongyeon who is now fingering her own pussy also. Nayeon who is even more aroused, gripped your cock to give it a pump, eliciting a gasp on your mouth.

“My god, YN. After all these years, I couldn’t believe we were almost impossible to release this beast begging to be let out and gain some attention. We could’ve helped you with it after all these years.” Nayeon said as she watched her huge hands exquisitely covering the length of your cock.

“You girls never asked though. Well now, you girls can have it anytime you want. Atleast unlike before, every single one of you has a chance to take this all for yourselves.” You said confidently.

“And I will enjoy every single bit of it.” Nayeon bit her lip before she gave you a trusting nod, signaling you to enter her virgin cavern. She flinched and rolled her eyes back as she felt every inch of you entering her pussycat.

Now buried deep inside of her, you subtly fucked Nayeon into a missionary position. Your arms rested on each side of Nayeon’s head to give you stability. She was holding onto it at first until she decided to support you in continuing to fuck her harder by roving her hands around your toned torso and back and licking your nipples.

Meanwhile, Jihyo has just finished squirting on Jeongyeon’s face, licking off the juices that she caught before scooping some and letting Jihyo have a taste of it, sucking Jeongyeon’s fingers lewdly. After that, they changed positions, wherein Jihyo is now paying attention to Jeongyeon’s fat pussy while groping her heaving tits.

Back to your state, your pace went faster, creating loud claps of your crotch and her ass contacting with each pound. Nayeon’s moan and frantic noises go fast as she watches you pour your efforts into dominating her. 

"Ughhh, yesss, keep it like that, Daddy. Fuck me, fuck your one and only bunnyhop with your gigantic carrot.”

Your groans intensified until you felt a sudden surge of tightness in your stomach. Unleashing the last remaining forces you need to snatch that climax, you finally pushed into her very deep, and Nayeon felt some gooey substance flowing inside her walls.

As you remove yourself from her, you observe Nayeon breathing erratically with her pussy overflowing with your cum. You wiped the cream off your cock through her thigh before moving on to Jihyo and Jeongyeon who are still having their own fun together.

But just as you were about to reach them, you were prevented by a grip from someone on your back, holding your wrist, stopping you in your tracks that made you to only watch Jeongyeon squirt into Jihyo. You rotated your body and found Tzuyu looking up at you mischievously. 

Additionally, you discovered Dahyun slowly opening her eyes as Chaeyoung, Momo, Sana, and Mina all find themselves staring at your cock with fascination as they watch the embarrassed pair perform an amorous act.

“Do you guys really think we would let ourselves be left alone?” Sana said as her action encouraged the rest of the girls to strip off their clothes, presenting their bodies only in their ravishing set of bra and panties with different colors, tempting you to get hornier at the sight of their sexy bodies all prepared to be claimed by yours.

They formed a devious smirk and lick from their lips as they saw your hardened cock twitch. “Aww looks like our YN here is liking what he’s seeing right now.” Momo said as she knelt beside you and stared at your thick shaft all fired up to invade their pussies one by one…

… but you have thought of an idea to make things faster, easier…and unique.

“Wait, girls. Alright, I know all of you want to join but… I can’t do this for now with just only me taking you all each turn.” You said to them.

“So… lemme grab something from my room  real quick and come back here to show it.” You ran away from them and dug through your items until you have found what you are looking for.

Returning to the living room, you even adore the view more as you noticed that all of them are now naked, presenting you the contrast of their sizes and shape of their wonders but that doesn’t matter to you. You knew that all of them has one similarity and that is they all look breathtaking and fuckable tonight.

“What’s that, YN?” Chaeyoung asked as she looks at your hand holding a circular device.

“It’s a cloning device made by my brother who is an expert in robotics. He gave me this as a gift because I once shared to him that I feel bad sometimes that Alpha, my pet dog… I always left him here in the house alone.” You said as you looked around at its design, juggling it in your hands. 

“So he gave me this as a solution. Well basically as like what I’ve said… it’s a cloning device, which means I can create an artificial clone version of myself. He instructed me to use it as my replacement whenever I left the house for work, so that Alpha can still have me… but the other and fake “me” to still be his guardian. I can even use it to do some other errands while I’m away.”

They all are impressed at its purpose and quality. “Can I ask, YN? Is the clone you produce can touch something? I’m thinking that it may just be a hologram, so what if you have to feed your dog or bathe him while you’re out?”

“Oh, don’t worry. My clones can have a contact with anything around here. I’m not that much of an expert that’s why I can’t explain why but my brother probably inputted some system in this advance technology that doesn’t only shape my clones into a complete holographic-illusion type of figure.”

“A question also, uhm… does it only have a limited time to use?” asked Mina.

“Yup, it can only be set for a day if I’m only using it for one clone… but for multiple…”

“Wait, so you can also switch it to any number of clones of your choosing?”

“Yeah, but it’s only up to ten. So probably I can use it for like an hour and half or something since like I said, the more I activate a clone, the shorter the time I can only use it.” You said, until your lips form a sly smirk as you gave them a glance. “Which is why I want to use this for tonight…”

They all looked at each other until Jeongyeon understood what you are talking about, her cheeks blushed and eyes largened at the idea you have in your mind. “Oh this night just got even more chaotic.”

“... and make eight clones of myself so that instead of having you girls by turn, I can have all of you AT THE SAME TIME. Sounds good?” 

“Actually, that is brilliant. Atleast, we don’t have to wait for YN and… we can have him as our partner by pair.” Tzuyu applauded your idea.

“Wait, is it gonna work like… this is the first time you’re gonna use it on having sex, do you think it’s gonna function the same thing as what a real human like you can do?” Dahyun asked. “Like… can it even cum as you?”

“There’s only one way to find out.” You shrugged. Pressing the button of the device, you laid it on the floor and stood straight in front of it. The device scanned you from head to toe and set the number of clones to 8. It beeped repeatedly until to all of your amazement, you witnessed the device spawn a naked clone of you one by one until it reaches the necessary number.

The clones all look at you as if they are asking for your command. You felt something strange in your head, as if there’s a bunch of signals awaiting for your memory core to generate a thought that will be transported into the other end.

“Let’s continue where we left off.” You tried to use the ability you have just unveiled. You looked at your clones and then at the girls except Jeongyeon, and developed a thought in your head that commands them to have sex with the girls of their choosing.

All of your clones went on to approach the girls they have chosen. Since you don’t have any names to call them, you labeled them rather as your clone number based from the age order of the girls in which they partnered theirselves together. 

“Hi Jeong, looks like its you and I now.” You said to Jeongyeon who was left standing alone as the girls are now intimately engaging with your clones.

“Oh, so that’s why I was wondering why I didn’t get picked.” She scratched the back of her head, feeling embarassed at her dumbness. “Well, I like it much better that I get to have the real package right here.” 

She reached for your limp cock and gave it a few introductory pumps with her reversed hand. You kissed her while squeezing her ass from behind. Teasing her asshole, you inserted your index finger in it and fucked her slowly.

Her gasp enabled you to invade her mouth and swirl your tongue around inside. After licking her taste buds, you let Jeongyeon kneel before you and worship your cock in her own initiation.

As you looked around you, you were astounded that the girls also copied Jeongyeon; they knelt under your clones and checked if they could have contact with their artificial cock. Momo woah-ed aloud as she, along with the girls, confirmed that they can even touch their dicks too.

Jeongyeon chuckled and shook her head as she saw her friends enjoying your clones’ cocks for themselves. She slapped your abs to lure your attention back to her, and there she eyed you lustfully as she wiggled your now reawakened cock on her fist, slapping it on her cheeks before licking the underside of your shaft.

She ran her tongue through your length and traced the veins of your cock before slurping your mushroom head. She lifted your cock away to gain access at your hanging balls, not wanting them to be left out. She coated them with her saliva as she massaged the other one with care.

Back at your cock, she then proceeded to suck and gave you another blowjob of greatness that you will ever be thankful for your life. You patted Jeongyeon’s head as she dugs her face deep until she reaches your abdomen, giving you a deepthroat that is even par from her limit, but she still did her best to make you feel good as possible. “So big and thick… hope you don’t mind that I will always beg for this from now on, YN”, she said as she jerked it while grinning devilishly at you. “Good, because I don’t even know if I’ll get enough of your body too, Jeong.” You said as you grab a bundle of her hair and use it as your handle while she blows you hard once more. “Yes, continue to move that little mouth of yours. Show me how much you love my cock.”

The girls were now giving your clones their own style and direction of blowjob in which also lets out the satisfied feeling from them. Getting more aroused at the work Jeongyeon has been doing at your meat, you humped your hips and facefucked Jeongyeon until you blew your load, filling her mouth with your warm cum before you slip away.

Jeongyeon swallowed it all like a good girl and wiped off the remnants around her lips. After she presented her empty and clean tongue without any signs of your seed, you also found out that the girls each had the surprise on their face when they also felt some cum poured through their mouth and staining their face.

“Wait, so they can also feel what you feel?” Jeongyeon commented the same thing as you have discovered.

“Same as what I’m thinking.” 

“Heh, you’re the best, YN.” Jeongyeon shook her head and kissed you on the cheek before she pulled your arm to set yourselves up for a sex position. You also mentally commanded your clones to fuck the girls in any position they want.

She went close to Jihyo who is now being fucked by your clone in a sitting faceoff at the side of the couch. Jeongyeon spreaded her leg for you and invited you to come closer, standing between her and stick your cock at her pussy, which was very tight that sent chills in your skin. You savored banging Jeongyeon very deep that had her moaning uncontrollably at your massive length poking her womb.

Being too noisy, Jihyo teased her bestfriend by voluntarily stretching her body aside so that she can pull Jeongyeon’s head and forcefully have her suck her right tits with your clone who is playing on her left one. Jeongyeon continued to hum around Jihyo’s nipple as you went back and forth faster through her pussy.

You peppered kisses through Jeongyeon’s thick thighs and some sneaky squeezes on her butt until you felt your climax about to greet you again. Rapidly drilling her walls, you sent Jeongyeon into her world of ecstasy by filling her insides with your cum which led also to your clone to fire stream of its own load to Jihyo including the rest of the girls.

While you were busy with indulging Jeongyeon, Momo was being fucked by your second clone in a cowgirl, taking one of your couches all by themselves.

Sana and your third cousin are doing 69 beside the table. Her face has been painted white after she pointed the tip into her to empty the remaining area for some facials. Your clone also received the same treatment; his face got flooded with Sana’s love juices.

Mina is being ravaged by your fifth clone in a doggy-style way at the kitchen counter, her ass being roughly pounded with a thick cock while her pussycat is being sucked by Nayeon, who is being taken by her own clone of yours on the floor.

Dahyun is on the edge of the couch, getting piledrivered by your sixth clone as her body is positioned upside down, her feet being used as a handle while the back of your clone leans at the end of the couch for additional support.

Chaeyoung is on the front of the TV with her clone of yours, watching her reflection on the screen as she gets manhandled from behind, her body submitting from the full nelson demolition that is being applied on her own session of sensation.

Tzuyu is doing the same thing as Chaeyoung, but it's not her reflection she’s watching. She’s viewing the rainy atmosphere outside the streets of Seoul just to distract herself from getting penetrated by your clone in a one-legged standing. Her body is paralled with his body, and she kisses him to let your clone know that he’s doing a good job, filling her up to the brim.

As they all received your warm present oozing underneath between their legs, they decided with you to go on for one last round before wrapping up this party that became a sex-filled, erotic occasion.

You went on to find Jihyo, who has now abandoned by your clone on the couch, after you mentally commanded him to go after Jeongyeon next. Jihyo looked up at you and gave you a soft smile, to which you also returned the gesture.

To ride off her exhaustion, you sat beside her and took her tits all by yourself. You were definitely pretending to yourself if you were denying that Jihyo’s enormous mommy milkers aren’t distracting you whenever they look very evident and alluring at her clothes that felt too tight or revealing. 

It’s not because you are simply a pervert; being quite an introvert, you just don’t know exactly what to do to completely avoid it.

Now that you have her nice pair of bosoms resting neatly below her chest, it would be disrespectful of you to just continue ignoring such a pretty and sexy lady like her, especially if you are now free to have her for your own satisfaction as much as she has for you.

Without any further ado, you feasted a lot with her tits, kneading each of their softness and weighing them on your palm before you dipped your salivating mouth into her caramelized nipples and areolas.

Jihyo is just there, whimpering and sighing heavily at your mouth, marking her precious assets. She combs your hair like a good baby boy sucking off her mommy’s milk.

As you removed your face from her breasts, you stood in front of her and went on with another idea you had in store for her.

Presenting your engorged cock once again, you used her breasts to place it between them and sandwich it around your shaft before allowing you to titfuck Jihyo.

Jihyo lowered her head and spit on your cock as she attempted to catch your head with her tongue, giving it a few licks while you went forward. You didn’t go on for too long on going after her breasts because it's not only that who has to be recognized on. Her entire body should be praised for a goddess like her.

Now contented with the feeling of your cock passing through the deep valley of her cleavage, you pulled Jihyo with you and replaced her on the couch. You instructed her to climb on your lap, in which she sat down, gripping your cock and tucking it to her pussy.

“Ahh! Fuck me, augh yes just like what I imagined when I first had a look at your cock.” Jihyo said as she slightly twerked her plump ass.

You catched her waist and suddenly slammed her down as you made her furiously bouncing on your lap. “Shit, fuck you like that huh? You like getting hammered by my big cock don’t you, Jihyo?”

“Yes yes! YN go faster please!”

“Scream for me! Let everyone in this room know that no one can match my cock for your tight pussy!” You slapped Jihyo in the face and spanked her ass as you roared at her.

“G-GIRLS! O-OH GOD… OH MY GOD UGH YESSSSS!! FUCK, H-HE’S THE BEST AT THIS… I WON’T FIND ANYONE THAN YOU, YN! I JUST WANT YOUR COCK, NOT EVERYONE ELSES”  You pushed her closer to you and mashed your face at her tits as you rammed her like a madman.

You are fucking Jihyo so intensely that your groans of pleasure isn’t enough yet to let Jihyo know that she and the rest of the girls will get to experience whatever limits of sex they can reach just so they can feel like they’re locked up in heaven.

Sliding her ass out more, Jihyo became confused on why did you paused after the horrific speed you just gave on her. Her answer came shortly as she felt another cock getting inserted in her another hole.

Jihyo screamed in both pain and pleasure as she is now getting double penetrated by you and your clone. While you continued to suck her bouncing tits, Jihyo looks around to check what the other girls are also receiving at the moment.

On her front view, there’s Nayeon and her clone having tabletop sex at the kitchen counter. Sana is giggling and and moaning at the same time with her shaky voice as she is bouncing up and down beneath your clone’s cock at the stairs in a reverse cowgirl. Mina is having her pussy being eaten by Dahyun whose front frame and breasts are pressed on the floor while her ass is being fucked in a flatiron position.

On her back there goes the scene where Jeongyeon is bent in half like a seashell by your clone while having her tits sucked, Momo getting some spooning treatment, her tits swaying at every thrusts she receives, Chaeyoung moaning for mercy as she gets hogged by your clone in an upstanding citizen, carrying her small frame while having her limbs floating in the air due to getting hooked around in her legs.

Lastly, Tzuyu continues to admire the night view of Seoul through the windows while his clone is pistoning her pussy in a stand and deliver.

“I- I can’t take it anymore, I- I’m going to let it out, YN!”

“I’m getting close too, Jihyo…”

“Perfect fucking timing. Let’s end together.” Jihyo said as is staring dangerously at you before she reached your face for one more kiss. 

You and your clone plowed Jihyo to the brink of fulfillment as a few more strokes and rough collisions of your skin slapping together took yourselves into orgasm. Jihyo shouts lewdly as she feels streams of her slimy nectar squirt around your cock while it pulsates the last set of your pearly cum straight through her cunt.

The room resonated with synchronized screams, moans, and curses as everybody embraced their climax. You quickly grabbed your device and switched it off, making your clones disappear in an instant.

You sat beside Jihyo, who is now knocked off after having her energy spent just like the rest of the girls with you. The room smells like sex, with cum overflowing from their gaping holes and puddles of crystal liquid all over the floor. Bodies slumped and scattered everywhere around the house.

But then in some of their surprise, they noticed that the cum that came out from your clones disappeared next, making their snatch feel a bit lighter now than earlier, except for the trio Nayeon, Jeongyeon, and Jihyo.

“I guess those are also artificial and temporary just like them.” Jeongyeon said as she looked at the  evidences that gone missing.

“But not for us.” Nayeon smiled proudly and scooped some of your cum flowing on her thigh with her fingers, tasting it again.

“Ehhh that’s unfair!” Sana pouted as she looked at Nayeon, Jeongyeon and Jihyo with jealousy.

“You better give us next time, YN.” Momo challenged you.

“Yeah… I will, because for now I can’t do it anymore.” You laid down on the couch, and Jihyo helped you get some pillow. “I’m so goddamn exhausted.”

“Maybe that’s why the clones can feel what you feel and think what you think, because they are connected on your brain.” Jihyo said. “And since you mutiplied them, that goes the same with its effects to you.” 

“How ironic. I still felt like I had sex with you guys all by myself.” You panted. “You girls can sleep on my bed. Jeongyeon, remember to clean with me okay?”

“Yup. I know. Goodnight, girls.” Jeongyeon stood up on the floor. She also helped the girls to get up before they went towards you and sent a kiss to your cheek.

“Thanks for a hell of a time, YN. Goodnight.” Jihyo gave the last kiss and patted your chest before she left you sleeping on the couch. Few days later, you lived up to your words, You invited again the second batch consisting of MISAMO: Mina, Sana, and Momo and the School Meal Club trio Dahyun, Chaeyoung, and Tzuyu to finish what you started, a hot, wild, and exhausting hours of sex with all six of them. Thankfully, with the help of some expensive and strong viagra that Nayeon recommended for you to use, you were able to survive servicing these beauties, thrusting and spurting each one with a large amount of your irreplaceable cum within the depths of their pussy from dusk ‘til dawn.

[dizscreams]

Omg I just had this thought what If -

The reader was studying for a test and ethan offers to help as a tutor giving extra credit but in order for that he wants sex idk I think it would be spicy and ahhh🤭

RAHH THIS IS SO GOOD 🤭

Extra Credit — Ethan Landry ★

PAIRING: Ethan x gn!reader

A/N / WARNINGS: not proofread and this is suggestive but not smut !!

“God fucking damn it!” You groaned and tossed your head back as you threw your pencil on your notebook. This test you were studying for was going to be impossible. Mindy laughed at the sight of you, “Having trouble are you?” You rolled your eyes at her, “Shut up Mindy. This is important and I can’t understand any of it,” you sighed and leaned back into the couch.

Ethan slightly smirked as he looked at you beside him. He decided he wanted to take advantage of this situation. You needed help, you needed him. Mindy, Chad, Anika, Tara- they couldn’t help you. They weren’t in the same class as you, but he was. He could help you and he had an idea. “If you need it, I don’t mind tutoring you,” Ethan said flashing you an innocent smile. Though his intentions were far from innocent.

“Really, E? You’d do that for me?” You looked up at him hopefully and he had to stop the wicked grin that threatened to make its way onto his lips. You had no idea what he wanted to do to you, you had no idea how badly he wanted you. How badly he needed you. “Sure I would. It’s no big deal,” he shrugged trying to pretend his want for you didn’t grow larger when you wrapped your arms around his neck and hugged him. “Thank you thank you! God you’re a life saver,” you laughed.

You pulled away from the hug and Ethan licked his lips as he stared into your eyes. Your arms were still around his neck loosely and the distance between you both was small. But there were people around, so Ethan couldn’t do anything. Then again everyone in the room was oblivious and too wrapped up in their own conversations so he could probably get away with doing a small gesture. He leaned in and whispered in your ear, “I’ll help you if you do something for me in return.” Your expression changed to a confused one, “What do you mean?”

He chuckled, “I mean if you help me out,” he grabbed your hand and put it on top of the very visible problem he had through his pants. “I’ll help you,” he said with a small kiss to your neck. His breath tickled your neck and that mixed with the feeling of him smirking against your skin made you weak. You looked around to see Mindy and Anika busy watching some scary movie Mindy put on and Tara and Chad were too busy flirting. You were extremely glad there was a blanket covering both you and Ethan as he put pressure on your hand so you were now palming him.

He struggled to keep in his whine as he looked at you with pleading eyes. “So will you?” He asked quietly. You looked at his eyes then his lips and then his eyes again, “Yeah, I want you so bad, Eth.” He grinned and looked around at everyone before getting up, “Meet me at my dorm in 10.” You smiled up at him and eagerly nodded.

Even if you didn’t pass it’d definitely be worth it

SHORT AND FLIRTY CAUSE I CANT WRITE SMUT LMAO HOPE YOU LIKED ITTT

tags I forgot againnn: @beary-rambles @wekiamo @dizzyscreams

[sissylittlefeather]

Kinktober Day 10: Play Wrestling

Takes One to Know One

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI, cussing, kissing, oral sex (f receiving), implied sex

Word count: ~1.2K

Kinktober Masterlist

When you open the door to the bedroom in the suite in Vegas you share with Elvis, you're shocked to find him standing in the middle of the room with clothes and accessories all over the floor. It looks like the place has been ransacked. And it has. 

Elvis is fully dressed except for one last thing that he can't find to save his life. He supposes he can go without it, but this outfit with the black and white flowered shirt and black pants just doesn't look the same in its absence. He looks up at you when you open the door and hollers. 

"Damnit, honey, I've been looking for that belt all morning!" You look down at your hips and the silver and turquoise belt of his that you have slung around you. 

"Oh, I'm sorry, baby. I didn't know you needed it." 

"Yes! I have to be at rehearsal in twenty minutes. Lemme have it." You glance back down at your waist. The belt really brings your outfit together. It's perfect over your short black dress with your black boots and motorcycle hat. Without it, the outfit just seems plain. 

"No, I'm wearing it already!" You protest. He huffs, his hands on his hips, but he knows you well enough to know that demanding it will just make you even less likely to give it up. You might be the most stubborn and temperamental woman he's ever been with. Usually he appreciates the challenge, it keeps him from getting bored with you, but today he just needs his damn belt. 

"Honey, please. I need it." He appeals to you, his eyes wide and puppy-like. "I have lots of other belts. Pick whatever you want." 

"I want this one." It's not abnormal for you to wear his clothes. This is a thing you've been doing since you started dating him, but this is the first time you've had on something he planned to wear. 

"Honey..." He walks over to you and acts like he's going to wrap his arms around you, but you know him well enough to know he's going to try to take the belt off. 

"No!" You wriggle away and run over to the bed. He can't help but laugh at the way you hold the belt on your hips. You're so damn stubborn. The atmosphere shifts and he walks quickly towards you as you giggle and try to get away. 

"I'm bigger than you, honey, you don't stand a chance here." He wrestles you down onto the bed with his arms around you. You kick your boots off so you can move around a little more easily and manage to get out of his arms, rolling away across the big bed. He lunges to get back on top of you and tries to hold you in place, but you hold your hands up against his chest and squeal. 

"No, Elvis! My belt! It looks better on me!" You erupt in a cascade of giggles as he sits on top of you and starts to tickle your sides. 

"No, it don't, ya little brat. It's mine!" Tears squeeze out of your eyes as you laugh and he lifts up to try to grab the belt, but you manage to get away from him again and start to crawl. He grabs you around the waist and pulls your back up against him, digging his chin into your neck to tickle you again. 

"Ahhh, Elvis, stop!" You giggle and reach back to grab a handful of his hair. He grunts loudly and then bites your neck gently. 

"Gimme that belt, little girl." He whispers in your ear, but the atmosphere has shifted yet again. 

"Nope. No way, baby." You feel him press his hardening dick against the soft flesh of your ass. 

"I have ways of convincing you." His breath is hot as he whispers in your ear. 

"I dare ya to try." You moan in response. He rolls you over onto your back and runs his hands up your thighs under your dress, yanking your panties down and off. 

"I'm gonna get that belt off of ya if I have to lick you until you can't cum anymore." 

"Don't threaten me with a good time, sir." You spread your legs invitingly and he can't help smiling as he moves to drag his tongue up your slit and push it so deep into your pussy that his nose hits your clit. "Fuck, Elvis!" 

You moan and throw your head back as he licks and fucks you with his tongue. His fingers creep up from your hips to the belt and he tries to find the clasp. You're distracted, but not that much, so you slap his hand lightly. He gets you so close to release that he can feel you tense, your clit hard with arousal, and then pulls back. 

"Gimme my belt, baby." 

"What? No!" You pant breathlessly, so close to your orgasm that it hurts. 

"You wanna cum?"

"Yessss!"

"Then gimme the belt." You look down at him and he smirks, touching your pussy gently with just the tip of his finger. 

"That's not fair!" You groan, moving your hips to try to get more friction on your swollen bud. 

"Isn't it?" He flicks you with his tongue lightly and you almost scream. 

"Elvis! You little shit!" You feel him slide a finger into you and tickle your g-spot, just to pull it out seconds later. 

"That's not nice, baby." He pouts playfully. 

"Neither is this!"

"I just want what's mine." More light tongue flicks and you groan, unclasping the belt and tossing it across the room. 

"There! Now let me cum!" He pulls your dress up and off and then removes your bra. He drops hot kisses all over your body, massaging your clit with his fingertips. 

"Fuck... fuck..." You gasp and moan as your orgasm gets closer and closer. Finally, he shoves two fingers inside you and lowers his mouth to your clit, licking you hard as you feel your whole body vibrate with your climax, cumming as hard as you ever have in his mouth. He licks slower and slower as your clit softens and your legs shake. Once you've come back down, he slides his fingers out and stands up, walking over to where you've tossed the belt. He wraps it around his waist and fastens it. You lay on the bed ass-naked and watch him. 

"There. Now you don't have on an outfit that needs it anyway." He smirks. 

"You're a pain in the ass." You grumble. 

"Takes one to know one, baby." He walks over and kisses your forehead gently. 

"Wait, don't you want me to do anything about this?" You run your fingertips up his hardened length. 

"Later. I have to go. But when I come home, I wanna find you just like this. Then I'll have the rest of what's mine. Ya got it?" You nod as he holds your face in his hand and runs his thumb over your cheek. "I love you, honey." 

“I love you too, Elvis.” He kisses your lips gently and then heads out of the room as you sigh and lean back against the pillows. You hear the front door of the suite open and close. 

About three minutes later, you hear the door open again and he busts into the room, shedding clothing as he walks quickly to you on the bed. 

"I thought-"

"Fuck it. They'll wait." You giggle as he crawls on top of you and the belt lays forgotten on the floor.

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[tomssexdoll]

HOI🖖👽 sooooOOOOOooo can you do a Tom kaulitz x fem! reader

Like were he says sumthing he didn’t mean like:example,he said something about ur past that’s a VERY touchy subject during an argument

Add fluff at the end pls🙏🙏🙏🥺

(IF UR NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THID ITS OK 👌🙂🙂🙂)

MK HOT STUFF GURLYS GOTTA GOOO😜😜😜😜 BOIIIIIIYUHHHH👋👋👋👋

hiii cutie ofc

I didn't mean it

PAIRINGS: Tom 2014 x Female reader CONTENT: ANGST + FLUFF SYPNOSIS: During an argument Tom brings up something really touchy from the past as an insult, you're heartbroken and hurt from his words, he instantly apologises and tries to make it up to you. A/N: AHHH WARNINGS: yelling, !!!!VERY GRAPHIC MENTIONS OF SUICIDE AND A SMALL MENTION OF RAPE!!!!!!!!

Me and Tom were yet again in an argument, I got upset at him because he's been neglecting me, staying out late, not even touching me or holding me, nothing.

I brought it up to him this morning and it just exploded into an argument, him being defensive as usual.

"I'm so sick of you being so fucking controlling y/n!" he grunted, storming up the stairs. I scoffed and followed him closely "don't walk away from me Tom! You always do this, always running away when confronted with the truth!" I yelled.

"Because you take things so seriously! I just wanted time alone is that so hard to ask for?" he sighed heavily.

I grunted, him clearly not getting the point, "it's not that I don't want you to have alone time it's just that you're basically avoiding me!" I followed him into the bedroom, he was trying to find something to do to disract himself.

"Listen to me!" I grabbed his arm and turned him to face me, my eyes staring deeply into his, rage washing over them. "There's nothing to talk about!" he pushed past me, going into the bathroom.

I kept on yelling at him, following him into it, he turned around, hand on the doorframe and yelled "no wonder why your friend killed himself, he couldn't fucking stand being around you and neither can I"

My heart shattered instantly, the memories of my best friend killing themselves, him being in my arms as he died.

LISTEN TO TV BY BILLIE EILISH PAST THIS POINT I SWEAR IT MAKES A HUGE DIFFERENCE

6 years ago my best friend Arnie died, he was a gentle soul. He was gay and was heavily bullied about it, drowned in the toilets, food thrown at him, followed home. Arnie had learned to have thick skin, not allowing that to get to him, he knew they were just miserable with their lives and I loved that about Arnie.

The last straw for Arnie was when he was raped at a house party in 2008, the last time I saw him happy was when we seperated, I was hooking up with a random boy and he wished me goodluck. When I finished and tried to find Arnie, he was sprawled across a bed, bleeding from his back side.

I rushed to his aid and discovered that he was raped. Arnie was different after that, didn't insult back, was super quiet, didn't hang out with me after school like we usualy did.

I tried to offer help but nothing worked. One day I went to his house, he wasn't answering my calls or texts and his parents were out of town for the week. I found it weird that the door was unlocked, I went inside and into his bedroom.

I wish I didn't see what he had done, everyday it replays in my mind. I have nightmares about it every few nights.

I walked into his bathroom, he was in the bathtub, wrists on the edge of the tub, cut so deeply. I stood there for a second, shocked, trying to take in what I saw. After 10 seconds I screamed, running to him and holding him tightly, examining his wounds. 7 deep cut wounds, he was bleeding so much, the bathroom tiles covered in them.

My knees smudged the blood around as I held him, sobbing uncontrollably. "No no no..arnie you're ok.." I whispered, stroking his hair gently. He looked at me briefly, the life draining from his eyes "i'm sorry...i love you.." he muttered before taking his last breath, dying in my arms.

I screamed for him, my vocal cords ready to burst. Some neighbours called the police from my screaming, they came in and rushed to the scene, practically ripping me off Arnie.

"No! No no no! He'll be ok!" I sobbed, trying to get back to him, "ARNIE!" I screamed, the female officer held me close, stroking my hair softly, "he's gone baby...i'm sorry.." she whispered softly, I looked up at her, a tear falling down her cheek.

I buried my face into her chest, her vest cold and hard on my face.

They carried his body out, I couldn't bare to look and just stood there frozen. Later on the police women gave me a note he wrote, it read:

Dear my beloved Y/N,

I'm so sorry you have to read this, I'm sorry for even doing this. I know it's stupid and I know i'm supposed to have thick skin but I can't do it anymore, after what he did to me I haven't been able to eat, sleep or do anything properly, it runs through my head all the time, that memory of what he did never leaves my memory. It's driving me crazy Y/N, I wanted to stay strong for you, I wanted us to grow up and see each other get married, have kids, go through breakups together, live our 20s to the fullest, party like theres no tomorrow but I can't do it anymore. I wanted to be your best friend forever, be friends until we die, but I guess my fate is early. You know I love you more than life itself, you showed me it's ok to be me. You helped and guided me through everything but it's time for me to go, I love you and I'll be watching over you. Keep being your weird self and never forget me

Your soulmate, Arnie.

My heart was shattered into a million pieces, I still have that note to this day, I can't leave the house without it near me.

I got a tattoo of the last line, in his handwriting, 'your soulmate, arnie'. (inspired by evieskiess book my one and only <3)

BACK TO PRESENT:

My eyes widened, heart breaking into a million pieces, the heartbreak from that night coming back. My body went stiff, frozen in place. Unable to say anything.

Toms face instantly softened, he rushed towards me and started to apologise profusely, "oh honey no..i'm so sorry, I was just mad and I wasn't thinking straight, you know I didn't mean it", I looked at him, a stray tear falling down my cheek.

"Don't touch me.." I whispered softly, pushing him off me and walking to the bed, sitting on it. I bursted out into tears, sobbing uncontrollably, the tears unable to stop. All the pain I had tried to forget coming back.

He rushed to my side and held me tightly, "no baby..I'm so sorry, I'm so so so sorry" his voice thick with emotion, I could tell he was telling the truth but I was just so shocked, so hurt by his harsh words.

"Why.." my voice broke slightly "why would you say such a thing.." I choked out a sob, covered my mouth with my hands, they were trembling violently.

"I don't know..it was an in the moment thing, I didn't mean it at all, I'm so sorry baby I will do anything to make it up to you I swear, I love you with all my heart" he started to cry, tears falling down his cheeks as he buried his face in my shoulder.

My heart ached at him crying, I really wanted to forgive him but my heart just couldn't. I stood up and sighed, "I'm sleeping on the couch.." he nodded, standing up and brushing stray hairs from my face, kissing my forehead softly.

"I love you baby..." he whispered before letting me go, I turned my head to look at him and sighed "i love you too.." before walking off to the living room.

I sat on the couch, staring into nothing, my heart heavy and my eyes red. I rolled up my sleeve and stared at the tattoo, grazing a finger over it. I grabbed the note from my pocket and held it against my chest, laying back onto the couch, slowly falling asleep.

A few hours later I was woken up by soft arms wrapping around my waist, holding me close. I turned around, placing the note in my pocket and looking up at Tom.

"I know you didn't mean it baby..but I'm still hurt" I mumbled, he nodded slowly "I know baby..I know..i'm so sorry" he rested his chin on my head, stroking my hair softly just like the female officer did. I felt comforted, safe in his arms, again, just like I felt with the female officer.

"Do you want to go back to bed schatz?" he said softly, I sniffled and nodded, getting up and holding his hand, walking towards our shared bedroom. I grabbed one of his shirts and put it on, slipping into bed.

He smiled softly and slipped behind me, pulling me closer and wrapping his strong arms around my frame, keeping me warm and safe. "I'll make it up to you..I swear" he sighed, kissing the top of my head lightly.

"I'll be home more, I'll take you to band practices, I'll take you out with me, I'll do anything for you baby, I'm sorry I neglected you, treated you so badly.." his voice shaky "I love you, you're my world, my beautiful wife, my light. I'll do anything it takes to change, anything at all" I slowly turned around again, looking up at him, looking into his eyes for any sign of deceit, but all that presented was sincerity. Pure honesty. His eyes soft and gentle, willing to do anything for me.

I tucked a stray stand behind his ear, kissing him softly. "I love you..thankyou for that.." I smiled softly.

"I've always wondered though, why do you always keep his note with you?" he tilted his head, genuinely curious. I chuckled softly, "I don't know, it's the only thing I have left of him, something to remember him by" I frowned, tears welling up in my eyes again, "it's a reminder to me that he loved me and to keep going without him" Tom winced at my pain, stroking my hair gently and nodding.

"I understand..I'll keep it safe for you always" he kissed me softly, I smiled "thankyou baby.." I muttered before falling asleep in his arms.

E/N: I sobbed so hard while writing this no joke

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[sturniolo04]

Are Kidding Me Right Now M.S.

Bf!Matt x Gf!Fem!Reader

a/n: a random blurb of you and Matt being cute

Dividers by as always @bernardsbendystraws :)

"what are the odds that I pour these cheetos all in the trunk of your car 1 out of 5"

matt chuckles out as you and him sit in the trunk of your white tesla filming a challenge video for your personal youtube channel.

"what no matt 1 out of 10"

you exclaim giggling looking into the camera that was propped up on the tripod a few feet away from your open trunk.

"guys its okay im really bad at this"

you nervously giggle out as matt chuckles at the pink tint rising on your cheeks out of pure embarrassment.

"ready 3 2 1"

you count down turning to face your boyfriend next to you as you both say four at the exact same time. You cover your mouth in shock as your jaw goes slack.

"no no no no no no no no"

you rush out as matt starts pouring the snack in the bed of your trunk behind you where you were currently sitting.

"matthewww"

you exclaim dragging out the 'w' in his name as you turn and begin picking up the Cheetos up from behind you guys to place them in the trash bag you guy had in there for the sake of the challenge.

"its last to leave her tesla we gotta have some fun"

he chuckles out making eye contact with the camera. Matt letting his intrusive thoughts get the best of him poured more of the bagged snack in his hand on top of your head which resulted in you being completely caught off guard.

"ahhh noo"

you scream turning to look at him laughing at your pure reactions.

"are you kidding me right now"

you whine out covering your mouth.

"it wasnt me that was chester"

matt jokes out hiding his face behind the cheetos bag trying to conceal his laughter.

"are you kidding me right now"

you reiterate smacking him in the shoulder.

"im gonna cry"

you whine out.

"nothing is in your hair"

he states simply slightly laughing still seeing that the snack cascaded down your hair on the floor of the car trunk.

" are you kidding me i literally washed my hair my hair today"

you whine out as your eyes slightly well up with tears looking at your chuckling boyfriend.

"doesnt everyone"

matt continuing his joking manner.

"seriously im literally going to cry"

you whine out continuing to put up the mess in the trunk.

"oh you got one stuck here"

he chuckles reaching to grab it our of your hair as you turn and pout again looking at your boyfriend.

"it was for content"

he exclaims referring to the youtube video you two were filming hugging you.

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Many many fics for this anime are going wiiild! Heeey guys sooo thanks for the likes and follows . Ik I'm a selfish one to not let yall ask me stuff but I appreciate u all keeping up with my selfishness.

Teeheee, so enjoy another tickle fic from me if ya like!

Warning spoilers for Windbreaker ep 10

Something simple as "love"

Umemiya is the top of Bofurin. Sakura can't even think about competing with him. Even if he often retorted that, he would take the top dog spot someday.

But will he though? What will he achieve then? Will he be someone like Toyama from Shishitoren?

"Sakura-kun~?" A poke to his ribs made him jump a foot and whirled around with his fists like a defence mechanism. His eyes were wide and alert like a cat.

The boy with the eye patch grins at him. Next to him is Nirei, who looks as bright as always.

"Sakura-San, are you OK? You look so deep in thought?" Nirei tilts his head now looking at Sakura, who has been by the window. Lowering his fists with a sigh, he rolls his eyes. "Nothing..."

Suo being the perceptive one, hums under his breath, smirking with adornment, "Are you still hung up on your feelings for Togame-san?"

There it is... the flustered tomato face Sakura-kun they all love.

"Huuuh? Y-you -I am not! I don't like t-that guy!"

His little growl deepened when they both grinned and exchanged fond glances. Sakura grits his teeth with a low grumble, looking sideways.

Suo closes towards him, patting his head as if he's a bashful puppy, "Aww, Sakura-kun, dont very shy... liking someone is very sweet. After all, we like you too"

"Hey!" Sakura slapped his hand, which made Suo poke his side, causing the younger of the two to let out a yelp.

Nirei laughs, gently tugging at his arm, "Sakura-san, are you still embarrassed, I thought Umemiya-san told u about those stuff already?"

Conflicted with reacting to Suo's poke and Nirei's persistence, he just clenched his fists with an inward grumble.

Getting this to his advantage, Suo quickly got behind Sakura to prod his sides again but this time gently and non stop.

"H-hey! N-not that... s-stop it!" Sakura shifted away from him, hopping from one foot to the other, but Nirei hook his arm under Sakura to keep him in place.

"Oh! Ticklish? Sakura-san that's so cute!" The blond's eyes glistened as he mentally noted Sakura cute when he's tickled.

"I Am nohot!" A giggle slips when Suo used his fingers to crawl up his sides. Ah, ribs it is...

"Hmm~ Sakura-kun do you really like your friends?"

Again with this like question?! Sakura groaned as he felt their predatory fingers capture every sensitive spot. Honestly, the last thing he wanted was being tickled. He never felt this before... its not really bad-

"AHHH! SHIHIHIT Thahahahats, ehehehenough!"

Ok, Suo needs to stop tormenting his hips.

Wait? Why are they even tickling him in the first place?

As if Nirei could read his mind he points out, "Sakura-san you need to accept that you love your friends. It's nothing to be embarassed about... you are cool guy even if you say you love us..."

Sakura blushes furiously. The won't even let him revert back to his original colour. He couldn't help but shriek when Suo tackles him to the ground. Instantly causing a scene when the rest of the classmates began to laugh at his predicament.

"OHOHOHOI! SUHUHUO DOHOHONT EVEN TRY!"

"Aww you called my name... does that mean you love me?"

"Eeeh??" Sakura wheezes in embarassment, his throat croaking awkwardly without even saying anything.

"Hey Suo, see if the tough guy is ticklish somewhere else?"

"Dohohohont ehehehencourage hihihim!" Sakura struggled to grab Suo's hands which were miraculously flying around poking his ribs and torso without care. At least his hips are not targeted.

"Oh, what about this spot~?" Nirei from behind whispers in his ear which made him scrunch his shoulder with a shrilled cry, "No!"

Suo's eyes widened with amusement, "Nice Nirei-kun, that has to be one of his worst spots..."

Unable to expose his midriff as his hands are still fight for dear life to protect any spot on his belly but now his shoulders raised up to avoid Nirei's curiois timid fingers around tracing his ears.

"W-wow Sakura-san your ears are even redder whenever I touch them."

"Aw man, Sakura-kun looks cute... its giving me diabetics now"

They laughed at the joke and also Sakura's shrieks of giggly protests that raised and cackled giddily.

His legs kicked and slammed against the floor but they didn't help at all.

"AHAHAHA MEHEHERCY! EHEHEHE IHIHI CANT! EHEHEE"

Nirei stopped but Suo lingered a bit longer now gently tracing patterns over Sakura's sides.

"Admit one thing Sakura..."

"W-Whahahat is ihihit dahahamn it?"

Suo grins, "Say you love your friends"

Silence, Sakura looks pale and his already flsuehd face got brighter like a cherry. The other classmates whooped and hooted playfully, "Sakuraaa~ sayyy you love your friends..."

"Lets hold a wedding for him too~"

Amongst the chatters and laughter. Sakura grumbles but still giggling as Suo just continued his little teasing touches on his stomach, "U-ugh... I dont... wanna... -ack!"

"Hmm~?" Suo scribbled his fingers tips over the one spot across the side of his belly, "Don't wanna or can't do it?"

Nirei chuckles uneasily, "Sakura-san you don't have to force yoursel-"

"No I wanna hear it," Kiryu the pink haired guy with piercings finally removed his airport, with his tilted smile he gestures, "It's not bad to love your friends... its so simple... unless you're afraid..."

Sakura groans, both from that sentence and Suo's merciless taunts. He sigh, "F-Fine just... just let me up..."

Suo stops now, helping Sakura up to his feet. Despite the initial wobble, he straightens up and mumbles, "I don't hate... you guys..."

"Ah ah ah... say it properly Sakura-kun" Suo sways towards him, closely leaning on his shoulder, making Sakura squeak when he felt a hand on his waist, "A-ah alright alright... geez..."

He blushes furiously, now looking sideways tenaciously but with surrender. "I like you g-guys... ok?"

"Louderrrrr~?" Someone from the back teases.

"PUNK! I SAID I LIKE YALL! NOW LEAVE ME BE!" Sakura snaps, raising his arms to ruffle his hair in frustration before he storms away attempting to go outside of the classroom. However as he made it to the door he bumps into Sugishita, who menacingly looks down at him.

"Watch it brat..."

"AAAH? YOU WANNA FIGHT GREASE BALL?" Sakura raised his fists with a growl. Yup, just like a cat. An angry tsundere kitten...

Suo laughs at his own similie before pointing out, "Without Sakura, what will we do? He's so fun..."

Kiryu chuckles along with him. "Indeed, we all need a Sakura-chan to satisfy our lives."

Nirei, being the concerned mother of the group, steps towards Sakura to grab him and hold him back from violence. "S-sakura-san pleaaase don't fight..."

Sakura just hissed at Sugishita, who continues to glare, not really doing anything since he doesn't want to fight behind Umemiya's back. He just gave grimaces and irritated glances further triggering Sakura to anger. Sakura wheezes like a provoked cat... Nirei is strong enough to hold him back luckily.

One of the classmates laughed and gestured with amusement, "Someone tickle Sakura so he'll stop picking unnecessary fights..."

"Oh, right? Now we know his weakness..."

Suo smirks at the suggestion and looks at Kiryu, "Round 2?"

Kiryu winks, with a similar calculative beaming smile. "Ready when you are Suo-chan..." He advances forward where Sakura is, while adding towards the heterocrhomic boy, wiggling his fingers, "Ohhh Sakuraaaa-chaan....~?"

Suo steps forward as well, looking through the spectacle as he waits for his turn.

Freshmen classes aren't always this enthusiastic... but this year... it is very lively. Because they have a Sakura-kun.

[yuri-is-online]

Yuu et Yutu idea(s)

1. Yuu's finally really excited to have someone else from their world around so someone can finally get their pop culture references and jokes and uh...bless them, Yutu tries to BS their way into getting Yuu's jokes but Yuu's pop-culture is a good 10 or so years before Yutu was even conceived, there's only so much he can get whe you make a "a x? (Puts a hat on it) PERRY THE X!?" Jokes, you know? But Seven love him, he tries so hard to get your sill little jokes and references because you're so homesick (he can't believe you miss your world, when he remembers how it treated you both) and you look so stupid and happy with the dorky shit eating grin when you expect him to get it, he misses that smile so damn bad he acts his damn pants off to make you happy and pretends he knows the TV show Friends.

2. Another one where Yuu is happy to have someone from their world in class again, because now it's not just them struggling with "basic" things anymore, right? Like, this is a college, Yuu's missed YEARS of education like basic history or geography needed to have any context for what Trien's telling them and they look at Yutu in commiseration as Trien hands out test scores, only to see Yutu's scored pretty high!? He really has a solid grasp for these classes (almost like he's taken them before...) and it's just kinda...disheartening for Yuu to see. Are they really so dumb that their struggling this much? Like, they have the handicap of Grim sharing their grades but for Yutu to be sailing through these classes, maybe there is something wrong with Yuu...

Yutu's in a tizzy, trying to comfort Yuu about their grades without explaining that actually they already learned all this beforehand and either offers to tutor their parent themselves, or plays wingman for his parents and sets Yuu up to be tutored by his dad. Or something 💦

3. Sometimes the road to love isn't smooth, or a straight line, and imagine if Yuu dated someone else before getting together with Yutu's dad. With Yuu's amnesia (and college/high-school romances being such a non-issue in hindsight, Crewell or anyone else never really thought to bring up this other guy), Yutu is 100% blindsided when they see Yuu in some guys arms that isn't his dad. Excuse you sir, do you not realise you're ruining the timeline??? (And Yutu's life??) Yutu contemplates how bad would it be if he broke Yuu and the other guy up (if Yutu's friends/siblings are around, they are teasing him for being one of those kids who get funny when their parents start dating and "you guys don't get it its different I could be Marty McDly'd here") Yutu's stressing about it so much, and Yuu's so worried about him that their boyfriend ends up breaking up with them anyways. OR SOMETHING 💦💦💦

Ahhh I love these types of ideas, don't think I have written enough Yuu with Yutu angst

Yutu is old enough that he could probably play off certain things, yeah Yuu! He knows that meme! Oh it comes from a show huh... what would really screw him would be when Yuu starts asking about the sorts of things that he was interested in because wow. How does he explain he really loved this sequel to something you liked? There's no way it would have been something you slept on... but yeah that smile and seeing you happy is worth the stressful acting. Would you have been this happy if you had stayed in Twisted Wonderland? Would he have grown up with a parent who was significantly less stressed? Or would you have been homesick forever and even more lonely with a child who didn't understand your world... would he have made you feel even more isolated? How would his father have dealt with this... is he currently dealing with it at all or does he just. Not see it as a problem?

Oh Yutu... he didn't think this part thought when he agreed to stay at NRC. I feel like Yutu sort of just assumed that Yuu would have been great at their NRC classes because hello? They beat 7 overblots? What's Crewel's tests compared to that?!? A completely different beast apparently... he feels terrible. He tries to play it off as him just getting these things on instinct because he's a mage and that just sort of makes things worse. Now Yuu is wondering why they didn't have any magic when they came here... did they do something wrong? Nonononononono this is really bad. Depending on who his dad is I could see him trying to set Yuu up with some tutoring. Or if you want to get spicy:

You guys really like the idea of Yuu getting together with someone else first huh? This isn't the first time someone has brought it up... so lets say, just to be funny, the dad of one of his friends is also at NRC. Scarabia Resident B is my go to sacrificial lamb, but hey. It could be anybody, but it is someone Yutu knows for damn sure is not his dad and he's spiraling because he thought he was doing something nice by setting Yuu up with a tutor he could trust but now his friend's dad is hitting on his parent!!! And they're reciprocating it!!! "Oh what's wrong he's kind of cute." You know who's cuter? His actual father please Yuu ;-; He 100% gets clowned on by Yuu's other friends about being like a child who hates their parent's new partner but oooh. This could repair the rift between Yutu and whoever his dad is if they've been avoiding each other. Ace and his son suddenly stop beefing and are clowning on Yuu's new man, Azul is screaming into his pillow every single night because no... the sexy tutor you have a crush on in HIS trope damn it!!! (to say nothing of Jade's outright murderous intent and Yutu looking at him and then into the mirror and wondering if yandere tendencies run in the family.) The relationship doesn't really last that long, whether because Yuu's worry over Yutu gets in the way or Mob-kun and Yuu realize they're better off friends is up for debate. What isn't though, is that Yutu's father expects his total alliance in him getting together with Yuu now. This isn't up for discussion, doesn't he remember signing the waiver?

My one caveat to this is uh... Leona knows Yutu is his child. I am thinking about the dynamic of Yutu freaking out and Leona rolling his eyes and getting to work. You chose him, not that other herbivore, so maybe he can remind you just why you did, huh? Even though you technically haven't chose him yet

[babybatlover]

Hiii can I please get either a Damian or Rhea piss k!nk smut please! Like Rhea or Damian find out about readers k!nk and decide to put it to the test and like to tease them about it? Ty!!!💜💜

MDNI !!! Read this and ill call your mother.

warnings: piss. Smut. 👍🏻

Its been a long day. Like a long day and well.. you ended up dozing off while journaling. Damian walks in to see you asleep, journal open on your thighs. Being the curious little shit he is, he sees no harm in taking a peak. “What do we have here?” He says as he picks up your personal book.  He decieds that he should only read todays page so he isnt /too/ intrusive. ‘I dont know what to do. I’ve wanted to talk to him about it for awhile but i feel like it would be weird. Like how do i even bring it up?’ He reads. “Bring up what” he whispers. And eventully he is sent on finding out what “it” was. And that meant flipping through DAYS of pages and then he finds… it. it just happens to be ‘I want to piss on him while he fucks me dumb’. Damian thinks to himself “ok… saving that info for later” and a smirk crawls onto his face. You see he knows about your kinda weak bladder. And that sometimes during sex you have to pause so you can go pee. So he damn sure will use his newfound knowledge as soon as he gets the chance

~next morning~

You wake up in the arms of your big teddy bear of a boyfriend. “Mmmhf” you whine, the room was so bright. “Hey lovebug”. You giggle “hey dame”. Ever since last night all he can think about is a few fatefull words, ‘Piss on him’. And now he wants to make his move. “Your so pretty baby.” He whispers. Fluster you respond with “oh uh thank you sir,”. “Oh calling me sir this early? My baby all horny and its not even 10 am?” He smirks. “I wasnt til you said that” you shoot back. “Watch your mouth or ill have to fuck the attitude out of you”. You chuckle “what if thats what i want?”. “Then ask, tell me what you need.”  “I uh- i need you” you stutter out.  “you have me” he retorts. “No i uh need you inside like want you to fuck me” you blush. “Get shy already? Aw how ‘bout we get these clothes off and i can take care of my horny love”. You peel off your shirt (its actully his shirt but who cares) and your sleep shorts, “im ready dame,” “honey dont rush it, dont you want to get eaten out or fingered or something first?” He asks with genuine curiosity. “No just want your cock sir,”. “Ok if you insist,” he reaches around in the bedside drawer, he grabs the lube and holds up a condom and you shake your head. “Oh you want it raw love?” He knows the answer but god does he tease. “Yeah wanna feel all of you”. He hisses at the cold lube as he puts a few cold drops on his cock and work it on himself. “Ready?” “Yes sir” you feel him slip inside you and suddenly you have the need to pee. “Wait!” You shout “gotta pee”, damian smirks “that out just do it on me baby. Just let go as i fuck you”

“You sure?” You whisper. He leans in close and whispers “baby i know your fantasies, i know you desires, im sure” you whisper “okay”. He slides himself in and you wince slightly, hes just so big. He starts thrusting into at a soft pace, soft ‘oh’s and ‘nmph’ fall from your lips. “Feel good baby?” He asks with a cocky smily “ahhh oh yeah so good, i need to go dame i need to pee- oh!” He chuckles “do it baby, get me all wet” and with that you let go, spraying his stomach and your thighs. “Oh fuck! Can i - mhhh- can i come?” He chuckles “yeah baby come for me” and with that you come spraying him yet again and have probably the most intense orgasms of your life. As you come down from your high you feel damien spill inside you. He pants onto of you and slowly pulls out. “Shower baby?” “Yeah can you come with me?” You ask shyly. “Of course my love” 

And after that anytime someone mentions a piss kink he defends it. Because only he and judgement day can tease you about that. Because you are his.

And he is yours.

Forever.

[skzswife]

"Not just sunshine"

(Lee Felix x Fem!Reader) SMUT MDNI. Unprotected sex(Don't be dum when ya get some) Creampie Dom sub dynamics Daddy kink spanking A sprinkle of breathe play (Choking) Degradation Praise Use of pet names (Princess Slut Whore)

Felix was getting tired about being constantly teased for being the most innocent sunshine of the group. Sure he was very happy and cheerful but it was getting out of hand,It started as simple "Oh hes so adorable and sweet he could never hurt a fly" harmless right? Yeah until it got to "Hes so innocent I dont think he'll ever be a top in the bedroom" that's when he started getting upset. But he wasnt worried he girlfriend would stop it right? Nope. You started teasing him too. Just because he lets you ride him doesn't mean he cant make you scream his name. And he's at his last straw. You decided to call him your little sunny bottom and that was it. He broke. He suddenly grabs your hand and leads you to his room as all of you guys were at his dorm for the sleepover. As your being dragged by your boyfriend down the hall you can hear all the ooohs and ahhhs you even hear Jisung say "Aww Lixie is needy" But when you turn your head to look at your wonderful smiley boyfriend you see a completely different person. And he looks PISSED, you must admit seeing your Lixie like this sends a pool of wetness to your panties and you bite your lip. He opens the door before pulling you in and slamming it only to push you against it right after. "L-Lix what's wrong" he doesn't respond "Baby talk to-" You're cut off by his lips on yours causing you to whimper at the shock. As he pulls away leaving you wanting more, you are about to complain when you hear a rip...Felix just ripped your shirt off "Lee Felix! that was designer!" You spout angrily only for your usually loving boyfriend picks you up like you weigh nothing and throws you on the bed "Pants. Off. Now" you look at him confused as you rub your thighs together to satisfy the need for friction because the tone he said that in had you needing more though you obey him and take them off. Immediately Felix cages you into the bed kissing hungrily down your body. His kisses reach your core "Fuck baby your so beautiful" he groans before he starts lapping at your cunt "F-Felix Fuck" having been with him for a year you knew he knew your body but you didn't know he knew it well enough to make you cum in less than 10 minutes. The orgasm hits you like a tsunami your jaw goes slack as Felix holds you down and carries you through it lapping at every last drop of your arousal. Not even letting you a minute to relax he seems to pounce on you lining himself up at your entrance and slamming into you. "Fuck Lix!" You internally curse yourself for screaming so loud "Go on princess, Let them hear how good I make you feel yeah?"

He speeds up to a pace that you didnt think was humanly possible. "You like that?" Felix asks sickeningly sweet Spanking your ass when you dont answer "Come on be a good little slut and answer me" you whimper at the name. Its the first time he's called you that and god you loved it "Yes daddy I love it" you manage to mutter out. Felix chuckles slamming into you harder causing you to scream his name "Lix I'm gonna cum" Felix puts his hand around your throat and pulls you flush against his chest "Do you deserve to cum though? You were calling me a bottom knowing damn well your such a whore for me" he scowls "I'm sorry I wont do it ever again" you plead with your eyes only knowing he's given in when he slides his hand in between you to toy with your clit "FUCK!" You scream "Baby fuck stop clenching like that your gonna make me cum" your breathing becomes more erratic as you get closer to your release "Lix! Lix I'm cumming!" You scream as your second orgasm washes over you while Felix fucks you through it "F-Fuck your so good" Felix's hips stutter a bit before they still and he spills his warm seed deep in your cunt. You stay in that position for a while before he pulls out "Keep it in you did so good princess don't ruin it now" you nod before getting dressed and leaving the room you look around and see everyone's petrified expressions "Bro..." Jisung says quietly "YOU HAVE RUINED MY CHILDREN" Chan screams holding a very traumatized Jeongin "You guys would be shit in a porno" Seungmin says matter of factly "And you wouldn't Minnie?" You quip as Felix comes out "No i wouldn't" Felix sighs as you and Seungmin start arguing.

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── 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐫 !!

PAIRINGS: RE4R! Leon Kennedy X Reader

INFO: After a lone night drinking at a bar, a man orders you a drink and you end up in a stuffy bathroom stall and a rough hangover the next morning at your new job.

A/N: AHHH IM SO SORRY IF ITS BAD! I've never really wrote NSFW scenes this is my first time, I hope it's not like cringy!! Also, pacing isn't that great 😭.

TAGS/WARNINGS: Small NSFW scene NO MINORS, one night stand, running into him again, NOT PROOFREAD, new job, no use of y/n, girl reader, short story, blah, blah, blah. there is indicators around the NSFW scene, skip it if u want to!!

You sighed to yourself, you couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in yourself for being back at this bar. You'd promised that you'd stop drinking for your own health; especially since you were starting a new job soon and needed to stop that habit as it definitely wouldn't help.

The glass infront of you stirred in your hand, mindlessly swishing it as you zoned out. The drops of bourbon dripping down the interior of the glass. The words in your head absorbed you, the fuzz from the alcohol kicking in a lot harder than you would've wanted. Thoughts interrupted by the bartender setting down a drink infront of you. 

"I didn't order another drink," You internally cringed at the slight voice crack that edged along your words—also at the fact you didn't even give the bartender a chance to say who it was from.

"The man over there," She spoke, "To the right of you; by the window." She quickly added as she stepped back, taking another order from the couple a few seats away from you. With furrowed brows, you turned to your right and locked eyes with the man. He looked a little older than you, but no older than 30. Around 27, if you had to guess.

Shooting the man a slight wave, you were met with a drunken smile from him. You laughed a little, since it dawned on you how you probably looked the same with the amount of shots you've taken. 

Somehow, you found yourself walking over to his booth and making small talk; rambling about unnecessary things. Only asking for his name once randomly in the middle of the conversation, which was probably 1 of the 10 words he managed to say inbetween your drunken rambling.

Which also—somehow—turned into your own little whining session, "Life has honestly been so bad," You complained. "I need a break." In which, you added on mindlessly about how a break has been long awaited for you, how you've lacked some sort of excitement in your life recently, and the weight of your new job towing down on you. "You need a break?" The man, Leon, brokenly said. You nodded in response, mouth too filled with bourbon to say a word.

"I'm free for the rest of the night, if you're interested." His words dripped with intent, finally confronting the tension that sat in the air throughout the whole conversation. You hesitated, but.. why not?

Whiny moans from parted lips filled the stall, skin slapping almost rough enough to bust an eardrum. "God, you're pretty," Leon grunted, brows furrowed through arousal while his hips snapped up against yours restlessly. The struggle to hold your moans together was rough, the burning lump in your throat begging to be let out instead of squeals and loud whimpers.

Leon let out a low, growled chuckle, fucking you through your high as you've already came. "Needy f'this dick, huh?" You bucked your hips up in response, whining as you clenched around his length. "M—Mhm!" Your hands pawed at nothing, trying to ground yourself. His chest pinned against your back, deep exhales and groans filling your ears.

The growls he was letting out were practically intoxicating to you, the throbbing of him inside of you only making you attempt squirm from his hands. They were strategically placed on your hips, fucking you down into a pit of pleasure while ramming you down onto his dick. You couldn't help but think about how bruised up you were going to be in the morning.

"Fuck, I've got a bad hangover," Leon groaned, pinching his eyebrows while the slightly taller male beside him laughed. "I told you not to drink, there's a new rookie today too," Chris nudged him, voice rumbling through Leon's ears and causing a rough throb in his frontal lobe.

"God damnit, you're gonna make me train them- aren't you?" Leon scoffed, adjusting his belt. "You volunteered," The other man responded quickly, the gruff tone of voice finding its way back into his words. The walk was short, yet felt like eternity for Leon. The throb that was barred into his skull ached, he really shouldn't have drank. 

Hell, he barely remembers what happened last night. Just a few faint memories of being in a stall with a stranger. She was pretty—too pretty to be getting fucked in a bathroom stall—but he did regret it. Getting blackout drunk and possibly getting a stranger pregnant the night before work? Internally he beat himself up for it.

Chris seemed to be dealing with his own thing aswell, as everytime Leon looked up he was just as lost in thought as he was. Before he could even ask they were entering the main hall, where everyone else already was, presumably to meet the new recruit. Seats were filled, only two faces being familiar enough for Leon not feel uncomfortable. 

Chris walked off, and almost on que, Luis walked up to him to ramble about the new recruit. "You should go meet the rookie. Ella es bonita, eh?" Luis chides, a miscevious grin plastered against his lips. Leon just chuckles lightly, walking past Luis to the same hallway Chris went into.

He slid open the same door, "Hey, where's the—" Leon froze, eyes locking onto the same familiar face of the woman he met last night. "—Recruit.." He finished quietly with an exhale.

You stood there, now at a loss for words as yours and Chris' gaze met Leon. Leon's eyes glued to you, clicking the faint memories of last night together; your body pinned against a dirty stall while he fucked you dumb. His hand gripped the knob hard, veins now popping while he white-knuckled.

Chris took a double take at you, confused by the tension. The door was suddenly slammed shut with a frustrated sigh, Leon no longer in sight. "Uhm," You cleared your throat, looking back up to Chris.

"Do you two know eachother?" Chris blurted.

[sturn1olo-ffics]

okay hear me out .. part two to keep it a secret where matt and nick find out chris and yn are going out and chris is like “well since is out in the open, can i be your bf?” And its all cutesy

I LOVE THIS IDEA SO MUCH 🤭🤭 AHHH

- KEEP IT A SECRET -

pt.1 | pt.2

- Chris Sturniolo x Fem Reader (she/her pronouns used)

- Warnings: kissing, swearing, small argument (barely), I’m pretty sure that’s it; NOT PROOFREAD

- About: request above ⬆️

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(Y/N’s POV):

I’d like to think that me and Chris were pretty good at hiding the fact that we liked each other and were going out, but sometimes I questioned whether Matt and Nick knew or not.

It was about 4:00 on a Saturday afternoon when Chris FaceTimed me, asking what I was up to.

(in call)

“What’s good shawty?” Chris smiled.

“Never greet me on the phone like that again holy shit.” I laughed in response.

“Alright alright. What are you doing right now?” He asked.

“Nothing, just watching movies and shit. Wanna come over?” I replied.

“Say less.” Chris stated, then ended the phone call.

(call ended)

I loved right down the block from them, so Chris would just walk to my apartment every time he came over. After all, it was only a 10 minute walk at max.

He texted me saying he’d come over at 5:30 because he had a few packages to go through before he left the house.

I started to get ready because I was still in my pajamas from the night before. I jumped in the shower, then did my skin care.

I went to my closet and put on one of Chris’ lyrical lemonade sweatshirts he gave me and put some pajama shorts and fuzzy socks on.

As I walked downstairs, I heard a knock at my door.

“Bro why is Chris here already?” I thought to myself.

But I opened up the door to find Matt standing there.

“Hey y/n- is that Chris’ hoodie?” He smiled then questioned.

“Oh uh- yeah… what are you doing here?” I giggled awkwardly.

“Oh- well we just haven’t hung out in a while and I stopped by your favorite coffee place and thought I’d bring you some.” He replied confused.

“Thank you so much Matt! Do you wanna come in?” I stepped back and made room for him to walk through the door.

We walked back inside and sat on my couch.

“Are you still down to do a Halloween costume with me?” Matt asked.

“Oh yeah for sure. You got any ideas?” I laughed.

“Ah yeah I don’t know, I was just wondering if we were still gonna do a costume together because Chris said he wanted to match with you.” He looked down at his hands, fingers fiddling with each other.

“Oh? No he hasn’t asked me.” I responded, obviously confused.

“Hey can I ask you what’s going on between y’all?” He blurted out.

“What do you mean?” I questioned nervously.

“I mean y’all are always together. And dressing up to see each other. Like I have never seen Chris put that much effort into seeing someone before-” He started before I cut him off.

“It’s not like that. We’re just close friends.” I stated.

“Y/n we’ve barely hung out the past few weeks because you have been with Chris literally every single day.” He responded with attitude.

“I’m sorry Matt, I’ll make it up to you I swear, I’m just trying to get on good terms with your brothers.” I said, putting my hand on his thigh for reassurance.

“I know, I know. I just miss our friendship.” He looked up at me.

“Me too, Matt. I’m sorry.” I searched his eyes for an answer.

But before he could respond, the front door unlocked and someone came barging through.

It was Chris.

“Where’s my pretty girl at?” Chris yelled before rounding the corner to see me and Matt on the couch.

That’s when I realized Matt had parked in the back and walked around to my front door. So, Chris couldn’t have seen the car.

“WHAT?” Matt stood up and exclaimed.

“Oh my God- I didn’t know he was here-” Chris started.

“Hey okay, hear me out before you freak out Matt please-” I began before getting interrupted.

“Y/n? Chris? Why didn’t y’all tell me?” Matt ran his hands through his hair.

“I don’t know, I think we were just scared-” Chris responded.

“Matt please tell me you aren’t mad. Please.” I walked towards him.

“No. No I’m not mad at y’all. I just wish y’all would’ve told me rather than keeping it from me for weeks.” He let out a breath.

“Oh fuck you just wait ‘til Nick finds out.” Chris looks at me.

“Not helpful right now Chris. Actually, how about you break the news to him Matt, make it easier for us?” I asked.

“I don’t owe y’all anything but fine. So… are y’all like dating or something or what the fuck is happening…?” He searched both of our eyes.

“No-” Chris and I said at the same time.

“Ok- well I’m gonna go… and break this wild news to Nick…” Matt began as he walked towards the door with a permanent look of shock on his face.

“Bye?” I waved at Matt.

As the door shut, I looked at Chris.

“Well…” he said, walking towards me.

“Well?” I laughed back.

“Since this is out in the open… can I be your boyfriend?” He said, grabbing my waist and pulling me in.

I snaked my arms around his neck and leaned in for a kiss.

“So… is that a yes?” He laughed, breaking the kiss.

“Yes Chris.” I giggled, leaning in for another kiss.

We snuggled up on my couch next to each other, putting on a scary movie to watch.

About 15 minutes into the movie, I get a text from Nick.

(iMessage)

Nick: Y/N WHAT? YOU AND CHRIS? WHAT THE FUCK WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL US???”

Y/n: I’m sorry Nick… are you mad?

Nick: You know what. I’m just going to be happy for you guys and not be a hater for once in my damn life. But fuck y’all for that fr, I feel left out.

Y/n: Love you too, Nick.

(end iMessage)

I giggled at my phone and read the conversation aloud to Chris.

“Jesus Nick is so dramatic.” Chris laughed.

We finished watching scary movies and YouTube and it was late.

Eyes feeling heavy, I reach for my phone and look at the time.

12:03am.

“You wanna go to bed?” Chris looked down at me on his shoulder, letting out a slight giggle at my sleepy expression.

“Yeah…” I yawned.

Chris picked me up of the couch and brought me to my room, laying me in my bed.

He pressed a kiss to my forehead before turning around to head out.

“Wait. Stay.” I whined.

“Really?? Yay!!” He giggled with a big smile on his face.

He climbed in bed and pulled me on top of him, hugging me into his chest.

“Goodnight Chris.” I said with a sleepy smile.

“Goodnight pretty girl.” He yawned, rubbing my back.

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A/N: I hope this is what you wanted as a part two 😭😭 I love when I get requests because I’ve been so bad at coming up with ideas lately it’s actually horrible, so that helps so much. I love y’all so much omg 😭😭🙏🏻🙏🏻 giving me so much love on my fics my lord y’all are amazing.

[thephoenixandthecrocodile]

Things I love about Season 2 of Rings of Power So Far – in no particular order

1. The entire beginning of episode 1

a. Love Sauron in his fair form off his game and a little shaken

b. Love Adar growing increasingly fed up with Sauron’s bullshit

c. Love the Ides of March moment

d. Love goo Sauron – love his little sigh. That’s me every morning when I wake up

2. Love that Sauron was always a shit and stole the badge instead of saving that guy

3. Love the Elrond-Galadriel brother-sister dynamic and poor Gil-galad caught in the middle

4. Love the Ahhh! Gil-Galad lets out when hearing that Sauron is back

5. Love Elrond jumping off the cliff. Worked for Mom (kinda) should work for me

6. I really want whatever the hell Cirdan is on

a. Also Ben Daniels is AMAZING!

7. Love that Gil-Galad gets to shine more as the grumpy, sassy, weary elf-king this season. Also love that no one is letting Galadriel get away with her bullshit from last season (and I loved Galadriel last season). Actions has consequences, even for elves.

8. YOU HAD ONE JOB, CIRDAN!

9. Why does no one ever listen to Elrond?

10. Sam Hazeldine is doing an amazing job with a tough job. I will always love Joseph Mawle’s take on Adar and he’ll always be MY Adar, but Sam is going an amazing job taking all the groundwork laid by Mawle and then adding his own spin

11. I know the internet is losing its mind over Orc families, but I LOVE the complication these writers are adding to the Orc lore (as well as Sauron’s arc). Even in Return of the King, the Orcs were shown to have their own personalities and weren’t exactly excited about attacking Gondor again. Even in Two Towers, we see the different personalities of Uruk-hai and the Morder Orcs, so it only makes sense to flesh that out further. It adds such an amazing dimension to Adar’s character and the Orcs he cares for and makes us realize that nothing in Tolkien’s world is black and white.

a. Also, also, I love that these writers embrace the fact that Elves are not impartial and they’re hypocritical bastards haha. Of course, they say dwarves and men are covetous and can’t be trusted. Of course, Orcs are irredeemable. To suggest otherwise would jeopardize their own world view. And the Elves have never been covetous or committed genocide for stupid gems. Nope, not ever.

b. Also, also, also love the idea that the Orcs are doomed because they’re convinced Eru will never forgive them, even if they were to ask for it. Such an interesting dilemma to add to the lore. I mean even Sauron considered asking for forgiveness but didn’t because of his pride. If the Valar forgave Morgoth once, and potentially considered pardoning Sauron, who says they wouldn’t forgive the creatures he and Morgoth twisted/corrupted/made?

12. Love Sauron “befriending” the warg. See even the Dark Lord likes dog.

13. Goodbye Waldreg, no one will miss you.

14. Who knew Benjamin Walker had such a nice voice?

15. I’m so surprised Elrond didn’t just completely lose it and go all rabid animal when Cirdan brought back the rings.

16. It’s so funny that this version of Galadriel gets a ring of power. Out of all the Elves to get one, she’s on the bottom of my list. At least make sure she’s Sauron free first.

17. DISA YOU ARE MY QUEEN AND GODDESS!!!

18. LOVE the dwarves.

19. “You don’t have to make this harder than it already is” YES I DO BITCH BECAUSE YOU’RE BEING A STUBBORN GOAT

20. Love that Disa can call out both her father-in-liaw (and king) and her husband for being jackasses

21. Also Durin III stop being a jackass and go apologize to your son, right now

22. Resonating is still so fucking awesome

23. Love the agricultural in Khazad dum

24. I know I was the odd man out because I didn’t mind the Harfoots last season, but I really adore the Stranger’s relationship with Nori.

25. I REALLY hope the Stranger is a blue wizard, but either way I love how Daniel Weyman plays a wizard. And it’s nice he can talk this season and we get a sense of his humor and sass.

26. “Further, Nori” *sigh of exasperation*

27. I have no idea who the hell this evil wizard is nor who the hell his moth minions are, but I love them. They’re so weird.

28. This guy better NOT be Saruman. -_-

29. Poppy! My lesbian Harfoots are reunited!

30. Celebrimbor *sigh* oh, Celebrimbor

31. Elrond “sand the anger away, Sand the anger away.”

32. LOVE the look Galadriel gives Elrond when he calls her out about NOT being manipulated. “He gave you everything you wanted”. True, but also damn, haha.

33. Seriously, I NEED whatever drug Cirdan is smoking.

34. Also love how in this show “yeah, let’s give the rings a try. What’s the worst that can happen” and in LOTR it’s “NO! DO NOT TRUTST THE RING! DESTROY IT ASAP”

35. I can’t believe Halbrand made it rain just so he can look more like a pathetic cat

36. Ok, that umbrella is ridiculous and super impractical.

37. Celebrimbor, honey, the whole “I won’t stay where I’m not wanted” is the oldest trick in the manipulator’s handbook.

38. I love the rollercoaster Celebrimbor goes on as Halbrand “confesses” that he’s not really a man. The utter confusion but also concern, like “my god is this man having a mental breakdown in my forge? And right when I was about to open a bottle of first age wine. Where’s Galadriel when I need her? She should be taking care of her pet human, not me.”

39. NOT THE FIRST AGE WINE!!!

40. I LOVE the reveal of Annatar. It was so over the time and beautiful and so religious. No notes. Absolutely perfect.

41. I was never on team silvergifting, but this show has converted me.

42. Also Charlie Vickers and Charles Edwards are giving their ALL in these scenes

43. Love that Celebrimbor is like “ew, no, we can’t give men rings” but when Annatar tells him that Gil-Galad “doesn’t trust the dwarves” Celebrimbor takes it so personally. Like I think it’s because he’s annoyed with Gil-Galad and he wants to control his own forge, but it also sounds like he’s offended that Gil-Galad would insult his new dwarf buddies (who helped him build the new forge to begin with).

44. Durin proving himself the wisest of all peoples (not just dwarves) when he calls Annatar out on his bullshit

45. “Elrond would never say such nice things about me.”

46. Also love all the clever insults and phrases the dwarves have.

47. I’m still very angry with Durin III but I felt that line, “Miner’s punches hurt” “Just wait until your children grow up.”

48. ALSO, Durin III you bastard, your son tells you he DOESN’T trust the rings and you decide, “yeah, let me try out these rings” -_-

a. Also, yes, Celebrimbor and Annatar fucked before, during, and after making the dwarven rings.

49. Oh, Isildur, you disaster child.

a. Again, I might be in the minority here, but I LOVE what they’re doing with Isildur’s character – the perpetual screw-up, the one who tries so hard but can’t do anything right, the character who’s constantly trying to prove himself in a family that is already overly impressive. Makes his final fate just that more tragic.

50. Spider babies. Spider babies. Spider babies.

a. Reminded me of the facehugger birthing scenes from the Aliens franchise for some reason.

51. Super Berek! Here to save the day

52. So, I guess all the men in Aragorn’s bloodline were saved by their horses at least once. Good to know.

53. LOVE the entire ridiculous exchange between Isildur and Estrid.

54. God damn it, Isildur, don’t go to the funeral, save Berek!

55. ☹ Poor Arondir. RIP Bronwyn.

56. Fucking Theo

57. God damn it Arondir, maybe look around next time before telling one kid his family will be reunited in front of the one kid who’s lost his entire family XD

58. “Men can’t build things like that” ☹

59. So, Theo is going to be Isildur’s right hand man and/or will be a ringwraith, right?

60. Operation rescue Berek!

61. Ents? Are those Ents?

62. MIRIEL MY OTHER GODDESS AND QUEEN!!!

63. My brother and I when that woman slapped Miriel: “OFF TO JAIL WITH YOU!”

64. Fucking Earien. Kemen is soooo not worth it

65. Fucking Pharazon.

a. ALSO, love how the writers captured men’s creepy behavior around women in power, especially if they’re “not perfect”. Like when Miriel’s father was alive Pharazon was somewhat respectful around her, but my god that scene in her bedroom? So disgusting and creepy. AND fucking Kemen, “she was blinded while fighting Orcs and surviving a massive eruption. She can’t be queen now” Bitch you couldn’t even sabotage a handful of boats by yourself.

66. Also, also, I know everyone loves Haladriel, but can we talk about the other idiotic couple pining over each other: Elendil and Miriel? Love their dynamic sooooo much.

67. Ok Miriel’s coronation dress is GORGEOUS!

68. That poor eagle was so fucking confused. Like I came here for Miriel, not sure what you all are doing. Ok, this is awkward, I’m flying away now.