#also i just wanna say he didnt start off this way

[hg-aneh]

I think it was about time I introduced tumblr to my book Crowley... who eventually became a walking love letter to Latino culture lmao

(You can think of him as a Book Crowley who spent way too much time in south america)

Language wise, he's an amalgamation of all latin american spanish dialects (+pt-br) so,, have fun translating some of the things he's saying

[welcometogrouchland]

Batman #149 by chip zdarsky is mostly unremarkable, but I'm really fascinated by how it makes a great case for 'good' endings not saving 'bad' stories*. Because there's a lot of interesting concepts in this issue (bruce having to deal with his rapidly aging and decaying clone making him think about his own life, re-establishing a 'nest' so to speak for his family after pushing them away, etc) but bc of the OOC slog that came before it, almost every moment w/ the batfamily comes off as unearned and disingenuous imo.

Like, everything with Damian is the perfect example in this. Because in isolation it's...fine. admittedly it's a missed opportunity to not go deeper into how Damian would feel about a clone of his dad who tried to kill considering Damian's relationships with clones of himself (the heretic rejects and respawn) or with former enemies who wanted him dead but who were manipulated and/or brainwashed (like suren and maya).

Zdarsky doesn't go into any of this but you could maybe excuse it as the issue not being about Damian. However, coupled with the previous bizarre characterizations of Damian in 147 and 148, it ends up not being fine- instead it starts to feel...icky how Damian (who, despite often being drawn and written as white, will never have his connection to the non-white al ghuls forgotten and will always be effected by racism even when not portrayed as a poc) is constantly written as overly violent, uncaring and narrow minded in this run. Coupled w/ trying to recanonize the morrison origin for Damian it's like. OH this is badly written and laden with subtle bigotry, sick**

That's me going into detail on it with Damian but it's applicable to other things in this issue- the way Cass, Steph and Duke have all been ignored or turned into jobbers makes their inclusion in the 'family' here feel hollow instead of satisfying. Bruce proclaiming that Zur was still a part of him and he needs to accept responsibility for his actions (when it means taking in clone son) wrings hollow when just last issue zdarsky was bending over backwards to separate Bruce and Zur bc otherwise the Jason thing would get really awkward. Ends are achieved through means that feel hollow or strange. I'm at my destination but damn why'd the bus have to do all that???

I only really have opinions on this latest arc of zdarskys Batman bc it's the one I've read the closest (bc I'm a hater, masochist and avid follower of even the bad damian storylines) but it's not saying great things.

Bc zdarsky can do one thing good in this book, and it's write Bruce and Tim. And yet this entire story, whether of his own volition or editorial mandate, includes other characters who aren't Bruce and Tim, the fabric starts to unravel in very telling ways.

(p.s, I think pennyworth manor is an interesting idea but I feel like in execution it's just gonna be 'bruce living in a house haunted by the memory of the people he couldn't save' but with a different dead guy this time. Illusion of change and whatnot)

*whether or not the ending is good is up to you ofc, as is your opinion on the proceeding arc! I saw some ppl complain that the ending was too "WFA" for them, which I get even if I dont think it'll literally be the same premise. If anything it's probably a lead into the new tec run. Likewise many ppl who aren't in the weeds of Damian and Jason characterization liked the previous arc! But I have my opinions and rest my case before the bench

**disclaimer, I'm white and portrayals of bigotry in comics are complicated and subjective, but I am basing my point here off what other poc comic fans on socmed have been saying about 149. Also the "sick" is sarcasm incase that wasn't obvious

[evie-sturns]

downstairs - Chris Sturniolo

summary: bestfriend!chris absolutely blowing your back out while his brothers are just downstairs.

contains: dom!chris, bsf!chris, roughhhh sex, degrading, fluff, overstimulation.

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9:12pm

it all happened so fast, one second you were sitting on the couch, with nick, matt and chris, all calmly watching a movie, the next he was texting you very suggestive messages.

'i need you'

'im so fucking hard under this blanket y/n.'

'you'd meet me upstairs wouldn't you?'

you didnt say no though, infact you were excited by this idea..

-

i clear my throat, "im just gonna start getting ready to go home, goodnight guys!" i lie straight through my teeth to matt and nick, grabbing my phone and rushing upstairs, giving chris the look over my shoulder.

my heart thumps wildly in my chest, the thought of having sex with chris just felt so wrong, but also insanely right,

i swing open chris's bedroom door, before the sound of chris's footsteps fill my ear.

he follows straight after me, entering his bedroom before shutting the door and twisting the lock.

he stares at me with a look in his eyes ive never seen before, he looks almost deseperate.

my eyes trail down to the very large tent in his sweatpants, i reach my hand out and drag my nails over it, causing chris to suck in a sharp gasp.

i hum, "who's this for?" i ask, but he instantly cuts me off. he presses his lips to mine, his hand finding its way to the back of my hair and tangling his fingers through the strands.

i jump up into his arms, my legs wrapping around his waist as i moan softly into his mouth.

after a second he pulls away

"we really doin' this?" he asks as his tongue darts out to lick his lips.

i nod with a small hum, "no strings attached." i whisper.

a smirk grows on his face, "yeah? jus' wanna fuck your best friend for the fun of it, dont you?"

i nod happily, a smile growing on my face.

"naughty girl," he tuts.

he reaches for the hem of my shirt, pulling it off and throwing it to the side.

he reaches round a hand and unclasps my bra, with no struggle it instantly drops onto the floor.

my lips part, a small scoff leaving them. "how many times have you done that christopher." i laugh

"don't worry 'bout it." he grins, staring obviously at my bare chest.

“take it off.” he mumbles as he stares at my shorts.

i nod nervously tugging them down along with my panties, leaving me fully revealed in-front of him.

it’s somewhat humiliating, he is fully dressed and i’m just naked in front of him.

he smiles, reconnecting our lips and pressing my back up against the wall.

i pant heavily into his mouth as his knee slowly nudges my legs apart.

chris quickly breaks away from the kiss to pull off his shirt.

“please chris.” i mutter, my legs aching from how needy i am for him.

“please what?” he taunts,

“please fuck me..” i whisper,

he nods, pulling down his sweatpants and boxers, his fully hard erection springing out.

his tip is raw and pink, precum smeared all over it from how long he’s been hard in his boxers.

i stare down at it, “big..” i mumble, trying not to flatter him too much.

he hums, “bet you can’t wait to feel it in you, fuck.” he mumbles.

he picks me up again before throwing me down onto the matress. i land on my back with a small huff, chris looks down at me with hunger in his eyes.

“turn over.” he whispers, practically inaudible.

“huh?” i cock my head,

“turn. around.” his voice his deeper now, more commanding.

i nod flipping over onto my stomach.

he grabs my ankles, pulling me to the edge of the bed. i let out a small yelp as my body drags over the sheets

“hands and knees, c’mon.” chris mumbles,

i blush furiously as i get up on my hands and knees, my ass right infront of him.

“look at that.” he whispers,

he suddenly brings his hand down onto my ass, a loud slap. i yelp, a gasp leaving my lips.

he rubs over the red skin he just hit, before delivering another firm spank to me.

i let out a mix between a moan and a whine, the stinging prominent on my sensitive skin.

he delivers one last hard slap, the noise ringing out through the room.

“so fuckin’ hot, jesus.” chris breathes,

“you’ve done this before yeah?” he asks, rubbing the plush skin of my ass.

i nod, “yes yeah-“ i whisper.

“good, not gonna hold back on you, you know that right?” he asks,

i nod again, my arousal leaking out of my sensitive hole.

“gonna be nice and quiet for me aswell, nick and matt are downstairs, don’t want them to know you’re getting ruined in here.” chris warns,

“promise..” i whisper, arching my back in his face.

i feel his tip gently press at my hole, lining himself up.

“deep breath.” chris whispers, i comply, sucking in a deep breath.

suddenly, he slams his whole length into me.

all the air is knocked from my lungs as i let out a loud yelp, my eyes squeezing shut.

every last inch of him, slammed inside of me at once.

“chris- chris too much-“ i squeal, burying my face in the sheets.

“hm? don’t like me so deep?” he whispers,

i stay silent, i do, i do like him so deep.

he doesn’t waste time to instantly start thrusting fast, i moan loudly into the matress, clutching the fabric with my hands as i scream his name.

his tip slams against my cervix repeatedly, god it hurts, but in the best way possible.

chris is big, he’s stretching me out so much, not to mention the fact he’s also going crazy fast.

his hands reach down and slap across my ass,

“such a fuckin’ slut aren’t you? getting fucked absolutely dumb while my brothers are downstairs?” chris taunts, his voice low and gruff.

i let out a needy noise in response,

“bet you want them to hear, don’t ‘cha. want them to hear how good i’m making you feel.” he speaks, delivering another firm smack to my ass

i can feel his dick in my actual stomach, i don’t think anything has ever been this deep inside of me.

chris’s long hands drag down my back, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their path.

i can feel the chain on his wrist dragging against my flushed skin,

“chris- chris please- please slow down.” i wail, completely unfocused on trying to stay quiet.

“shut up, take it, you know you can.” he instantly snaps back, earning a loud groan from me

his hips repeatedly crash into mine, my cheek is pressed against the blankets on the bed as drool leaks out of my mouth.

he reaches his hand down into my hair, tugging on the strands and twisting it into a makeshift ponytail.

he tugs on this ‘ponytail’ he’s made, lifting my face from the blankets,

my moans are no longer muffled by the fabric,

he pulls slightly harder on my hair, gripping low down so it doesn’t actually hurt me, which is ironic considering the fact he won’t slow down. i’m not complaining though.

my back arches even harder, my eyes welling with tears at the unimaginable pleasure.

i hear him let out a low chuckle from behind me, “are you seriously fucking drooling?”

my cheeks flush red as i reach a shaking hand up to my mouth, wiping it quickly before instantly slamming it back down onto the matress, trying to keep myself up.

“chrisss…” i whine loudly,

“shh, sh.” he shushes me,

he suddenly lets go of my hair, letting my face fall foward into the sheets again.

i can finally let out more lewd noises with my face smushes into the blankets.

“i’m so close- please please..” i cry out,

he suddenly pulls out, my stomach instantly feeling empty and my hole fluttering around nothing.

“chris!!” i cry out again, making him laugh.

he is just so mean.

“turn over.” he speaks firmly, his voice very subtly shaking.

i roll over, my whole body aching, desperate for release.

“good girl, you’re so good at listening to me aren’t ‘ya?” he praises, he pulls me closer to the edge of the bed again,

i nod with a stupid grin, my mine completely blank.

he lines himself back up with me and i mentally prepare myself for what’s coming.

he slams back into me, the familiar feeling of him inside of me instantly soothing the ache in my pussy.

this time is different though, i can see him, and it hits me that this is the chris sturniolo who is fucking me right now, my own best friend.

i stare up at him, my eyes now narrow slits.

he reaches down and grips my breasts, his fingers twisting at my nipples,

he pinches them, causing me to clench around him as i let out a loud whine.

“didn’t i tell you to be quiet? what happened to you being good at listening?” he coos,

“i- sorry- ‘m sorry-“ i exclaim, tipping my head back.

i purse my lips together, trying to hold in my noises.

at this point there’s no hope of chris’s brothers not hearing me, it’s quite embarrassing actually, but it’s hot, so hot.

i exhale shakily, before another loud moan of chris’s name rips out of me.

chris suddenly clamps his hand down onto my mouth, “i told you to be quiet.”

i whine against his hand, my walls clenching down around him.

tears prickle in my eyes, dripping down my face into his hand as the pleasure gets too much.

i feel my orgasm crash down on me, my back arching off the bed as i squeeze my eyes shut.

“look at me, look at me.” he repeats himself, and midway through my orgasm i find the strength to open my eyes and stare into his.

a grin forms on his face, “so hot, so fucking good,”

his thrusts don’t stop though, if anything they pick up…

i feel my whole body on fire, my sensitive walls still being pounded into by chris.

tears roll down my cheeks, not tears of sadness, not at all. tears of pure ecstasy.

i groan against his hand, clamping my thighs together.

he instantly pushes my thighs back apart, “take it.” he mutters.

i see his head tip back as he gets close as well,

my mascara is now smudged against my face, chris’s hand still plastered onto my mouth to muffle my noises.

“fuuuck..” chris breathes,

after a few more thrusts he abruptly pulls out,

he strokes himself once more before finishing.

streaks of white paint my tummy, chris lets out a low whimper before falling down onto the matress beside me.

he pants heavily, i just lay still, my legs shaking as i try to catch my breath.

i have no thoughts in my brain, just pleasure.

“you okay?..” chris speaks up,

“i- i’m- i’m- woah.” i whisper, not even being able to form a coherent sentence.

“you’re woah?” chris grins,

i giggle in response, my whole body feeling like it’s on fire.

“really got fucked dumb on your best friends cock, that’s naughty.” he tuts,

i whine, “shut up..”

he chuckles, “i’m just messing with you sweetie.” he whispers, pulling me onto his chest.

i lay my full body weight on him, his arms wrap around me.

“you were so good you know that?” he whispers,

i nod, burying my face in his neck.

“let’s get you cleaned up alright? youre gonna sleep here instead of going home.” chris whispers, stroking my back.

he gently stands up, i’m still wrapped around him like a koala.

he takes me into his bathroom as he pulls on a pair of his sweatpants before sitting me down on the toilet as he prepares a wet rag.

“go pee yeah?” he speaks softly, it’s hard to believe he was degrading me 10 minutes ago.

i nod, following his instructions.

after i finish up chris picks me up, sitting me down on the counter.

i sit still, spreading my legs slightly as he gently cleans me up with the rag.

“wash your hands, you don’t wanna be dirty.” he grins,

“chris-! i haven’t even touched a single thing in here.” i laugh,

“i’m messsing with youuu.” he laughs back,

i roll my eyes as he finishes cleaning me up.

he picks me back up, walking me over to the bedroom as he sits me on the edge of the bed.

he dresses me up in his own clothes, his oversized shirt and sweatpants.

“you don’t want a shower or anything? i can run you one?” he asks,

“wait- can i go grab some water i’m so thirsty.” i complain, chris nods,

“yeah i’ll help ‘ya walk down there.” he says softly, helping me out of bed.

“i can walk!” i protest,

“can you now?” he giggles,

i nod stubbornly, walking very shakily down the stairs,

“you’re sort of like a baby giraffe.” he points out,

“aw thanks chris.” i roll my eyes, reaching the bottom of the stairs.

i look to my left and see matt and nick sitting on the couch.

they stare at me and chris with pure disgust,

“you two are ACTUALLY disgusting i hope you know that, never do that in my house AGAIN.” nick speaks up.

my cheeks flush a deep maroon as i turn around to look at chris.

he looks equally as embarrassed.

the silence is loud, before chris interrupts it with a small snort.

me and chris suddenly both burst into uncontrollable giggles, laughing stupidly at each other in the almost silent house.

-

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[stealingpotatoes]

POTES SEMI-LIVEBLOGS KOTOR!

ive been writing my thoughts in the notes app but due to popular demand (one person asked for it) i'm posting my liveblogging DO NOT SAY/TAG/COMMENT SPOILERS PLEASE i read tags

warning im a yapper, im 10 hours in and theres a lot already (separated into sessions):

SESSION 1

whos this clown i thought i would be playing as revan

ive been too spoiled by dragon age origins this character creator sucks ass

only human???? ): fr?? ill just imagine her different in my brain or some shit

my life is being mansplained to me. is this bad writing or do i have amnesiacs

hes meta now??? hes talking abt the screen controls?????

omg a jedi and an evil jediii

omg their asses suckedddd they both died immediately

i <3 bringing a sword to a gun fight

WHY R THERE SO MANY SITH WHERE IS TJE RULE OF TWO

i clicked a workbench and it said lightsaber so either i get a lightsaber or i get a jedi friend whose lightsaber i can steal if im careful

I assume u play as revan in kotor2 so im gonna buy that now so i can play it when im done playing w this clown

i got light side points im getting a good grade in game morality which is something both normal to want and possible to achieve

everyone keeps saying revan is dead but thats my friend revan from tumblr hes clearly alive. or they???

my characters ass is distractingly present onscreen

huge fan of the way everyone collapsed drunk what the FUCK was in that wine

ok these sith ppl might be the bad guys but their armour is DRIPPY AS FUCK

ideologically i dont agree w the sith but they kinda went off w the fits

googling how to become a sith without being evil cause they have Drip

SESSION 2

i paid £1.19 to see revan he better show up in this game at some point

all these sith n i still cant find one revan….. stop faking ur death rn come out n talk to me babygirl this isnt like u….

why can i be light/dark side if im not a jedi. give me a laser sword

maybe this jedi gyal will know where revan is faking his death. or give me a fuckin lightsaber PLEASEEE

was just thinking 'does this game have romance' and then carth called me beautiful. i dont think im gonna romance anyone until i get this amnesia sorted

why is carth questioning me so much abt the crash im pretty sure i have amnesia

why tf did the jedi lady have me transferred to this ship are we in lesbians with each other???

carth's not wrong it is suspicious but i lowkey have amnesia so i coulda done that i coulda not

a lot of clone wars voice actors in this. was lucasfilm so broke in the 2000s that they could only afford the same 3 VAs for every project

mission is 14??????? we need to get my girl back in school

SESH 3

tale as old as time i fucking suck at racing games

ok i didnt realise you had to mash click i won

REVAN!!! REVAN!!!!!!!!!

why am i dreaming abt revan tho. real as hell but ?????

lmao cringe revan getting blown up. i thought the jedi beat rev-meister in a fight but no. accident

"such visions are often a sign of force sensitivity" COOL YAY GIVE ME A LIGHTSABER

BASTILLE LOST HER FUCKING LIGHTSABER??

CARTH IS RIGHT THATS LIKE DAY ONE JEDI SHIT. ok i still love her even tho shes a bit of a bitch and also doesnt have a saber

if we find a lightsaber im taking it first tho

whys carth getting weird abt me being weird that he doesnt trust me. i just wanna be friends mate

SESH IV: A NEW HOPE

'i mean no disrespect, but perhaps one of the male slaves could serve you better' i went in here to start a slave revolution and instead got called a lesbo

LMAO THERES A SPICE LAB???? WALTER WHITE WHERE ARE YOU

thats insaneee they blew up BILLIONS of people to get to one jedi?????? these sith arent fucking around theyre scary

UM THIS IS CRAZY GRAPHICS THE LIGHTING IS CLEARER/DARKER WHEN I COVER THE SUN W THE SHIP EDGE?? 2003 IS THE YEAR OF THE FUTURE

someone just called me padawan i kinda assumed i was in my late 20s do i just have baby vibes

all the jedi in the movies are so chill but every kotor jedi i've met so far has been a bit of a bitch

YO THEY HAVE A YODA!!! its not THE yoda but

cool so these guys are just the regional managers at best. your asses are not the council

why can everyone smell my force juju so strong

THATS STRAIGHT UP YODA'S CLONE WARS VA

why does fake yoda not blink both eyes at the same time. im calling him master tortimer he reminds me of the animal crossing mayor

bastila there was no need for such a fancy bow

malak is like evil aang

revan is so much shorter than malak omg

are me and bastila sharing dreams. are we both obsessed w revan

poor mission ):

WHAT WAS MASTER TORTIMER ABT TO SAY????????? EVER SINCE WHEN??? DID WE KNOW EACH OTHER BEFORE MY AMNESIACS????? DID BASTILA TELL U SMTHN MORE WHEN I WASNT IN THE ROOM???

im intrigued i like this whole hidden jedi shtick its very compelling. so is whatever theyre hiding from me

kinda surprising no jedi found me before tho given my force juju is so strong

IM A LEGIT JEDI NOW??? SICK!!!

does revan rlly not have pronouns i thought that was a tumblr thing but they straight up are a nonbinary icon ive never heard a single pronoun used. revan's pronouns are revan/revan's

damn revan seems so cool in these stories (charismatic war hero that convinced their troops to join them as conqueror?? julius caesar) and yet all we've seen them do onscreen is get blown up and die by accident

A YEAR AGO? the way they were talking i assumed revan died like. a week before the game started

master uh i forgot his name he has martin scorcese vibes said revan was a paragon of the jedi so what im getting is that all jedi gifted kids turn evil

even if i didnt know revan as a tumblr darling id KNOW revan has to be alive somewhere they way everyone talks abt them is too cool for a character who exploded and died. i think. i hope. I PAID £1.19 TO MEET REVAN

'only you and bastila can stop malak' seriously????? just us two?? ive been a jedi for like, 6 minutes and you guys keep calling bastila young???? do you guys not wanna help??

omg im getting carth to traumadump! <3

HE WAS ON REVAN'S ARMY>??

i totally knew the jedi code and did not have to google it whatsoever

they rlly said fuck going to illum heres a crystal from the bin

he told me id be a great sentinel and i was like i know but i want blue cause i dont wanna be matchies with bastila

OGH!!! I HAVE A LIGHTSABER!!!! THIS IS GAME OF THE YEAR!!!!

omg i made my lightsaber perfectlyyy which is rare <3 getting a good grade in jedi

maybe i was a travelling lightsaber salesman before my amnesia

seriously though WHO was i everyone's kinda stopped acting like i have amnesia since the first mission BUT IVE PLAYED DRAGON AGE THAT GIVES YOU OPPORTUNITIES TO RP UR PAST. THIS DOESNT. EITHER THIS GAME IS BAD (but i love it so its not) OR I HAVE RETROGRADE AMNESIA

also everyone keeps being like "Oh ur force juju is so strong" AND NOBODY FOUND ME TIL NOW??? suspicious. did getting a really bad concussion activate the force in me

im too confused and amnesiac'd to think abt anything except the fact i have a glowing stick now

FSESH FIVE:

big fan of using aliens to avoid having to get VAs to read every line

oh so carth's boyfriend saul betrayed him and became leader of the sith fleet so he has trust issues

well he needs to calm down. i can't betray him cause i dont know what the fuck is happening

yooo i love the design differences on the mandalorians

oh my god this lady wanted to fuck her droid cause it was her husband's. and then it killed itself. wtf. game of the year tho

wtf they jebaited this juhani person into going dark side but then i talked her out of it. that seems a bit mean of them

i hope she can join my party she looks too unique to be a random npc

ive been thinking and I might be going crazy but there was a loading screen tip ages ago that said jedis could wipe ppl's mind and all i thought at the time was 'fuck the shitshow acolyte didnt make that up'. but what if one of them wiped MY memory and i used to be a jedi or smthn ????????

cause they keep being like ur weirdly good at this??? did bastila steal my memories??????????

I KNOW I HAVE AMNESIA!! EVEN IF EVERYONE DOESN'T BRING IT UP BC THEYRE PROBABLY TRYING TO SAVE MY FEELINGS

if i dont have amnesia and im just deeping the fact the opening had my life being mansplained then im gonna look real stupid

anyway time 2 go to the fuckshit ruins cave where r-dog and malak went to

"it must be referring to revan. the dark lord and malak--" revan's pronouns are revan/thedarklord

bastila said theres no mention of the Builders in the archives. does she just know every text off by heart

THIS DROID IS 20K YEARS OLD ???

omg i can equip 2 lightsabers at once. game of the year

OK I TAKE BACK EVERYTHING I SAID ABOUT THE AMNESIA BASTILA IS ASKING ME QUESTIONS ABOUT MY BACKGROUND THAT I CAN ANSWER. I REPEAT I DO NOT HAVE AMNESIA

ok i didnt get choices and i didnt really uh… say anything that i didnt already get told im still not ruling out amnesia

also booo i didnt get to find out how old i was

master tortimer rlly looks like the ultimate ketamine yoda

LMAO THERE WAS A DIALOGUE OPTION 2 CALL JUHANI A CATGIRL

omg kashyyk from jedi fallen order!!!

I CAN UPGRADE MY LIGHTSABER THIS IS JUST LIKE JFO

omg this ship is fun i wish everyone had personalised bunk spaces like hfw… a game which came out 19 years after this i should probably just take what we have

im gonna start w manaan cause im p sure thats what B-dog said n its the same language the droid was speakin

omg hyperspace from star wars

THE GUY THE BUILDING FELL ON???

am i having dreams abt revan bc bastila killed revan and im connected to her this is so roundabout

maybe i'd sleep better if my ponytail wasnt clipping into the pillow

[kiwi accent] six

carth needs a xanax every time i think we're friends he stops trusting me

also lmao he actually pointed out how wild it was that a day one padawan is being sent on this uber important mission and HES RIGHT IT IS WEIRD!! i thought it was main character logic but he's calling it out

i really really like the sense of unease that's setting in like at first i thought it was just cause im not used to 2003 games but no this is on purpose bc carth my friend carth keeps calling it out

THERE IS A CHILD ON MY SHIP ??????????????????

lmao the representative for menaan is roland wann. its like poetry it rhymes

there are no cameras in the sith hangar <3 rookie error i can commit crimes now

bastila's favourite hobby is getting shot and walking into my grenades

this isnt a combat system this is a missing system

I GOT ARRESTED???? IM JUST A GIRL

nvm i had a datapad that said the sith were evil so theyve let me go free and we're besties

why do i feel like ive just walked into an underwater horror mission

this suit waddles at the speed of a penguin on fentanyl

i tamed the beastie this is like how to train your dragon

MALAK FIRED ON REVAN?????? WERENT THEY BEST FRIENDS???????

but maybe revan escaped when bastila wasnt looking THEYRE FINE THEYRE OUT THERE SOMEWHERE. I BELIEVE

so hopefully when we run into revan they'll be like agh i changed my ways cause of the being shot thing and they'll be my bestie

great news i successfully communicated w the ship child and gave her back to dantooine. my girl has shockingly good linguisitics skills

bastila is so dour "oh watch out for the dark side" GIRL I AM. I NEED TO GET THE BEST GRADE IN GAME MORALITY

ok OFF TO KASHYYK i hope cal kestis is there… thru the force i guess… bc he wont be born for another 4000 years but its whatever

omg you'll never guess what. another vision. wow its one of the thangs. cool this is a tomorrow me problem

[midnite-c6]

Listen… hear me out on a little squid games au

pink guard!namgyu and thanos who has a thing for the timid!reader.

i’m thinking a group game but no one picks you because they all believe you’re not strong enough and instead of killing you instead they bring you to one of their bedrooms…

THE WAY U COOKED WITH RHIS ASK OMGGGG them spoilin u bcuz they feel bad u didnt get chosen huhu NEED THAT! I SEE THE VISIONN

pink guard!thanos & pink guard!nam-gyu x reader imagine!!!🫶🏻

warnings: 18+ DARK content, dubcon (pleaseee read at ur own risk!!)

the way you were so quiet during the last game and during voting, how you were also one of the last players to get to the finish light in green light, red light, it was evident noone was gonna pick you in their team :( and you can't do anything but accept that fate, shamefully begging for someone to let you join, they'd all tell you their already full or even worse they need someone more stronger!

so when the timer is almost over in picking out groups and everyone's already grouped up, they'd see you in the corner with tears in your eyes begging how "please... somebody... pick me..!" with pleading eyes, and how everybody has already concluded your fate, you're fucked.

everybody watches as two guards escort you out of the room, with you're puffy red eyes, you cried out "i don't wanna die! pl-please, let me live, pleaseee!!"

the two guards take you to a small room, like a dorm, and they'd lay you down the bed. "don't worry, you won't be eliminated as it's unfair that you didn't get picked, you are allowed to skip this game until all the players have finished the game." one of the masked guards said in a monotone voice, they both had a triangle symbol on their masks. "wha... what?" the other guard sits down next to you, his hands carefully rubbing on your back as to comfort you, you'd tilt your head up to look at the standing guard, taking off his mask. he'd show blue eyes, purple-dyed hair, piercings on his ears, and a terribly handsome face. "you're the one killing people...?" he laughed at your shock, "shhh.. don't worry, angel, you're alive and well right now." he said with a sly smile. "what's your name player 54?, it's a shame nobody chose such a pretty girl like you.." you'd immediately say your name out of fear. noticing how the guard that was sitting next to you was getting extremelyy touchy. he'd also take off his mask, showing his slightly-long black hair and a more sharper face shape. "we'd choose you on our team anytime, let's have some fun while they do, huh?" you didn't know what he meant by "fun", and you sure as hell didn't know why these two considerably young men would be apart of this cruel game..

nsfw below!! (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡->

you were crying about how you weren't getting picked a few hours ago, now you were crying of overstimulation!! huhu, poor you, they'd lay you down on the bed comfortably, strip your clothes right off, and start to kiss and worship your body head to toe. the one with the slightly-long hair was pumping his middle and ring finger in and out of your cunny,, his tongue laps up and down your clit making you make sounds you'd never thought you'd ever make!! whilst the purple-haired male was taking his time marking your body, sucking and lightly nipping on both your nipples. he'd mumble against your skin, "you're so tasty.. let it all out, yeah?" as the other one slips in another finger. you were already so full with just his fingers!! you'd look down through your blurry eyes to see him, his mouth dripping in your cum and juices, "c..can't take it anymore.." he'd stop, "but why? maybe that's why people didn't choose you, you're too weak, even for this..." you know that wasn't true! you're stronger than that you swear! you wanted to prove him wrong... "that's it, knew you were obedient enough, you can take one more..." it was infact, not one more, and now you had to endure both of them overstimulating you to the max in pleasure!! why are the players playing in that stupid game six-legged race taking so long, anyway?! it already finished an hour ago, but they needed that extra treat (you!!).⁠♡

[ifimdreaming]

caught

luke hughes x reader

authors note: this is so cutesy to me and im obsessed with writng for Lukey pookie rn so pls send in for him. this is so fluffy, some sexual themes but like barely. and also swearing. also, jack and trevor make an appearnce.

word count: 2.1k

gif creds: @heavenlyhischier

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You woke up to the sound of the tv playing loudly and the muffled voices of what sounded like jack and possibly trevor, or another voice you coudlnt quite recognize, seemingly coming from the living room.

You froze in place not knowing what to do, and slowly sat up in bed, scanning the room for your clothes from the night before.

Waking up to an empty bed confused you, but you quickly heard the sound of the shower being turned on from Lukes bathroom and it eased your mind immediately.

It wasnt often you woke up in Lukes bed, so you decided to just continue laying down, half naked and happily basking in this feeling while you could. 

Although it had only been a few months of dating Luke, you were starting to feel at home around him. Even with jack around it felt like you just blended right in at their shared condo, and all of you were able to act completely yourselves around each other. 

But there was one thing you hadnt yet done with jack around, and that was spend a night at their place.

Of course you have spent many days here before, but the last time you stayed over for more than just a day, Jack ‘conveniently’ was out of town and Luke 'conveniently’ forgot to tell jack you would be staying over the weekend. 

Although It didnt upset you that Luke pretty much hid this from Jack, it does feel like its about time you both rip off the bandaid and be honest about you staying over.

You cant sneak around forever, and its not like Jack is completely oblivious to the fact that you and Luke have spent nights together before.

There are a lot of thoughts racing in your head as Luke is in the shower, but soon the sounds from the other room quiet down some, and suddenly this feels like a way bigger deal than it actually is. 

Snapping you out of your thoughts, Luke opens his bathroom door with a towel around his waist and wet curls slowly dripping into his face and down his chest. 

“Hi baby” he says seeing you are awake now, which makes you wonder how long he has been up for, and if he knows that we are no longer alone in the condo.

“Hi lukey, how was your shower?” you ask as you begin sitting up in his bed, one hand holding the comforter to cover your chest, the other hand attempting to fix your jostled up hair.

“Good. wouldve asked you to join but i didn't wanna wake you. You looked so pretty and peaceful. you sleep ok?” he says as he is rummaging through his dresser drawers, trying to find his clothes for the day.

“Mhm. i uh- slept good.” you say distractedly, watching him from behind as he drops his towel and begins to get dressed.

He turns around to face you as he finishes putting on his underwear and sweats, knowing you would be watching him from your spot in his bed.

He tilts his head at you and a smirks grows on his face as he catches you staring at him.

Your cheeks begin to blush as he crosses his arms in front of you, licking his lips as his eyes trail down your body and then back up to your face again.

“What?” he says knowingly and you just look at him with a small smile. The feeling of lust taking over your thoughts.

“Nothin..” you say softly and watch as he rolls his eyes and quickly makes his way towards the bed.

He lays his body directly on top of yours and immediately embraces his lips with yours. He grabs the side of your face in his left hand, lifting your neck slightly to connect closer to him and his eagerness makes you want him even more. 

As you continue to make out, Luke's hands slowly trail down your body, and you are no longer covered by the sheets on his bed. 

He sits up suddenly with hazy eyes staring into yours and places his hand around your thigh, gently tugging as he adjusts his position on the bed, signaling for you to get on top of him, and you oblige.

“You're so sexy baby” luke says through gritted teeth as he scans his eyes across your body, running his hands along your bare thighs that are now resting across his lap.

“Wanna wake up to this everyday” he continues, and you take note of the fact that all you have on are his boxers from the night before, and a few pieces of gold jewelry.

His words are as sweet as honey and all you can do is lean into his lips again. You grip the back of his neck in both hands, and press further down into his lap, knowing exactly what you are doing to him.

“Fuck” Luke says loudly in response to your movements and you are reminded of the not-so-empty house you are in.

And before you can even say anything you hear the sound of footsteps coming from the hallway.

“Luke? Are you home?” Jack calls out as he is making his way towards lukes bedroom.

Luke is pulled away from his current state and looks at you confused, unaware that jack was even home.

“Hey Lukey?” Jack repeats and he knocks once before opening the door without any hesitation, you and Luke both scrambling to cover your naked body.

“OUT!” Luke says as the door is swung wide open, Jack standing confused on the other side before he scans the room and his eyes are met with the sight of you half covered up, sitting on Lukes lap. 

The shock on his face is extremely evident as he recognizes what he just walked in on. 

The door slams instantaneously and you hear cursing coming from the hallway as Jack begins to walk away.

The pure embarrassment of the situation sends you into a complete laughing fit.

You look over to your boyfriend and see as he clearly does not find these even slightly as hilarious as you do.

“Luke. cmon, its funny.” you grab his face in your hand and playfully squeeze his cheeks, trying to get him to smile. But he is not having it.

“It isnt funny. Fuck. Im so sorry. i didnt even know he was here. I didnt mean to embarrass you like that…I- do you think he saw anything??” luke says, concerned for only you.

He is suddenly up from the bed and going through his dresser, trying to find you a tshirt of his to put on.

“Luke! It is ok. Im sure he didnt even see anything. And if he did then whatever, we’ll both forget about it just like any other embarrassing moment ever.” you say trying to reassure your clearly stressed boyfriend.

“Doubt he'll forget…” he says half-sarcastically. And now you can tell he is finding this just a little funny.

“STOP!” you say throwing a pillow at him and watch as he tosses you a shirt in return.

“Im gonna go check on him. I dont want him to be spiraling into a panic or soemthing in the other room…” Luke says, shaking his head jokingly and you just chuckle in response. 

“Good luck!” you call out to him as he leaves the room and you quickly get up from the bed, putting on his umich tshirt he tossed you and heading for the bathroom. 

After hearing what sounds like Trevor laughing his ass off, non stop swearing, and basically a 12 year old boy sounding argument from the kitchen, you decide to leave lukes bedroom.

“Just warn me goddamnit! This was actually so preventable you asshole!” Jack yells back at Luke as you walk into the kitchn to see the two brothers arguing across the kitchen island at each other. 

You look around and accidentally make eye contact with Jack and he looks away immediately. You then look over to see Trevor, who is sitting down and eating a bowl of cereal with a massive smirk on his face, clearly enjoying this a little too much.

“YOU DIDNT EVEN GIVE ME A CHANCE TO FUCKIN SAY ANYTHING BEFORE YOU BUSTED THE DOOR OPEN!” Luke yells back, causing trevor to lose his mind yet again. he looks at jack, you, then back at jack and begins dying of laughter.

You make your way over to stand beside Luke and he glances at you and back to his brother, and his demeanor changes a bit.

“How bout we talk about this later.” Luke says after he is made aware of your presence and Jack just shakes his head in disbelief.

“How about we talk about it now?” you say butting in and you grab onto lukes arm, looking up at him expectantly.

“Shouldnt I be apart of this conversation? I was there too after all..” you add and watch as trevor nods his head, and Jack continues to avoid eye contact with you.

“Thats true” trevor says as he points his spoon at you, acknowledging that you are making a good point.

Luke takes a step closer to you, wrapping his arm around your waist and places a kiss on your head.

“Fine.” Luke says and waits for Jacks response.

Jack just looks between the three of you and scoffs as he brings his hands together with a clap.

“Wellp. Im feeling like you are all not on my side right now. But i still strongly believe this was lukes fault and not mine… Just saying.” Jack speaks, and raises both of his hands in defeat.

“How the fuck is this MY fault?” Luke retorts and is about to continue before you butt in.

“Ok! Ok! Guys! You both could go back adn forth about this all day! God!” you state frustratedly.

“Ok! How bout next time, Jack: just wait for a response before opening Lukes bedroom door to save both of your asses. And Luke: make sure you know exactly when Jack is coming home so that your door is locked, you idiot.” you say in the most mediating tone you can muster up.

“Sound good??” you finish and watch as the boys just glance annoyedly at each other.

“Ok.” Luke says first, reluctantly.

“Fine.” Jack adds immediately after.

“Amazing! Now im gonna go shower and forget about this whole ordeal.” you say walking away, not wanting to stick around for the awkward silences that are about to follow this conversation.

-

About ten minutes into your shower you hear a knock on the bathroom door,

“Its me baby” Luke calls as he opens the door a crack.

“Oh come in lukey” you say as you are finishing up washing your body.

“Sorry about that whole - thing.” he says regretfully, knowing he is better off apologizing rather than rehashing everything.

You turn the water off and step out of the shower, grabbing a towel before making your way towards him.

“Its ok baby” you say softly and place a loving kiss to his lips and then another one on the tip of his nose, something you always did to show innocent affection.

“And honestly? Its kinda my fault..but please don't be mad!” you say warily and Luke just tilts his head in confusion.

“I may have heard voices coming from the living room when you got up to shower. But i completely forget to tell you that before we- the whole…ya know..” you say as sweetly as you can, and Luke immediately begins squinting his eyes at you in frustration.

He lets out a playful scoff and you just smile back at him, trying your best to win him over.

“But hey! Weve all learned our lesson here right?!” you add before Luke can even respond and he just shakes his head at you and walks out of the bathroom.

“I love you Luke!” you voice out to him and hear a quiet ‘i lu le lu’ come from behind you, the sound of him mocking you while he continues walking away.

You stomp over to him and grab his arm, turning him around to face you and he immediately caves after seeing the disapproval plastered on your face. Knowing you are gonna get him for that. 

“IM KIDDING IM KIDDING. I love you i love you i love you” he says, and rapidly begins kissing you all over your face and neck, desperately trying everything he can to earn your forgiveness.

He brings you into a tight hug, your face squishing against his chest and bicep as he continues placing tiny kisses atop the crown of your head, and you just giggle under his touch in response.

-

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[hannieehaee]

I know your request are closed but I just wanna send this before I forget 😓 (sorry if you’re already being flooded with requests) but could you do Jun x actress!reader? Maybe a costars to lovers plot? They act in a romance drama and the on screen chemistry is perfect because they genuinely like each other in a romantic way.

THANK YOU SM I LOVE YOUR WORK!! ❤️

18+ / mdi

content: actor!jun, some small rivalry between jun and reader, smut, afab reader, semi-public sex, penetrative sex, etc.

wc: 1710

a/n: thank you so much!!! i hope you enjoy what i came up with<33

masterlist

"are you here to practice lines again?", you asked as you opened your dressing room door to welcome jun into your private area yet again.

he gave you sheepish smile as he walked in and took a seat on the couch the two of you would usually lounge on in between shoots, "already annoyed of me?", he asked as he settled in.

you followed him, taking a seat next to him as you handed him a drink, "just rethinking how good your acting skills could be if you need to go over the lines so often," you responded in jest.

"oh, is that how it is?", he gaped at you, giving you that big smile he always reserved for you.

it had only been a few months since you'd met jun. after being cast as the leading couple in a long-awaited chinese drama, you quickly became good friends. you were already well known for your good chemistry with one another, leading the drama to a renewal halfway through the first season.

being jun's costar was the easiest thing you'd ever done. he was an easygoing guy (easy on the eyes too), and just overall extremely likable. you didn't want to get your hopes up, but you liked to believe that he found you just as likable, considering how often he sought you out.

jun had grown a tendency of stopping by your dressing room every day after filming with the excuse of going over lines for the following day. this usually meant staying on set a little later than anyone else, but you enjoyed the company too much to ever even think of complaining. the overtime was completely worth it if it meant spending a little extra alone time with wen junhui.

there was a slight huge chance that the romance you'd been portraying on screen had begun making its way onto real life. you didnt want to get your hopes up, but if jun's flirtatious demeanor was anything to go by, you were pretty sure the feeling was mutual.

there was truly no need for jun to stop by and go over his lines with you outside of official rehearsal hours — especially considering that he had been acting since infancy. you liked to believe that he simply liked the alone time with you and wanted to keep you to himself for as long as he could. you only hoped he would eventually ask you out for real, or else you'd have to take matters into your own hands.

"show me your acting skills, then, wen," you challenged, gesturing at him to get closer to you on the couch.

with a smirk, he scoot over, taking hold of the stacked up pile of papers on the coffee table in front of you which contained the script.

"what do you want to start with?," he asked, "the confession scene from the twelfth episode?", he began listing off scenes, "the big conflict on episode ten?", then his grin grew bigger, "or the sex scene for the season finale?"

"please," you scoffed, "no way you can start with the sex scene. you've never done any sex scenes before, wen. i have," you challenged.

it was true. despite his history as an actor, he had never engaged in any explicit roles before. this did not diminish him as an actor, nor did you actually believe he'd have any trouble getting the mood right for the scene, but riling him up was just far too enticing. it was also one of the only areas where you had more experience than him, having done roles that involved such scenes a few times already.

"what, you think i can't make a convincing sex scene?", he fake gasped, "people always say our chemistry's unmatched, and we both know why," he smirked by the end of his statement, chuckling at your scowl.

"oh? why's that?", you challenged him.

"i exude sex appeal," he claimed, "i'd be the best sex scene you'd ever shot," he leaned towards you with a challenging look in his eyes.

"show me," you dared him, "if you're that good, show me. no script."

he swallowed a scoff, both shocked at at the defiant look in your eyes and the very sudden change of atmosphere in the room.

"you're serious?" he almost gulped at the way you reclined against the couch, allowing the angle to show him the heavy breathing that had your chest going up and down, "you want me to-"

"i wanna see if you're all talk. we haven't had any steamy kiss scenes yet, so show me. give me a preview of the season finale."

those were the last words you needed to say before he began invading your space, pushing you slowly until you were laying on the couch while he hovered over you. he was slow yet intentional in his moves, wordless as he adjusted himself on top of you.

he was slow as he lowered his lips onto yours, eyeing them heavily before closing in on you. contrary to what you'd believed, he started at full force, not bothering to build up the kiss and instead giving you all of him immediately.

the original scene involved a very slow build up with a steamy finish, so you knew within seconds that jun had thrown away any intention to actually rehearse the scene but rather prove you wrong about your assertion about his lack of expertise in the area. however, you knew that it was far more than that. the kiss felt like more than just arguing against your assessment.

you mewled into his lips when his hands went to touch you, gripping onto your waist to pull you closer and adjusting himself so he could grind his hips into your own.

"i thought i couldn't do a sex scene? whats with all those noises? i've barely touched you," his breath was warm as he chuckled against you, moving onto your neck to lay kisses there.

"shut up. this is nothing. i could do this in my sleep," you challenged.

it didn't take long for him to begin undressing you, frustrated huffs accompanying his every move. you ended up in mere panties and a bra while he remained in his boxers. far too many illicit touches and kisses were shared in between to count.

"why am i naked, wen? i thought we were just rehearsing."

"im just making sure i get my point across," he lied through his teeth, hovering over you once more in order to get the upper hand again.

"god, you're so pretty. no wonder everyone wants you in their shows," he awe'd at you as he took off your bra, hands softly touching at the uncovered skin.

"or maybe because i'm a great actress."

"yeah, but you already know that," he smiled.

"i already know that," you affirmed with a similar smile before connecting your lips again.

any pretense for rehearsing left you after that point. both your hands itched to get the other closer, finally ending up with him lined up to your cunt and with your hands pulling at his boxers, lowering them just enough to pump at his hardness.

"baby ..."

"thought you were good at this, wen. thought you were gonna show me your skills," you teased.

"shut up. i'll, fuck, i'll show you."

his hands copied your movements, sneaking beneath your panties to tease at your arousal with his fingers. his actions elicited a similar reaction from you, moaning into his mouth as you both played with each other, so close to finally connecting in that carnal way you'd been aching but not close enough.

you worked him with your hand as he did the same to you, only stopping when he huffed what sounded like a painful breath and pleaded at you to stop. you were going to laugh at him once more, tease him for his weakness at your touch, but you needed to feel him now and decided to let it go.

grabbing onto his own cock, he began running up through your swollen lips, further lubricating them with his precum and groaning at the pulse he felt under his touch.

"hmph, f-fuck," he cried into your lips upon beginning to enter you, seeking silent permission to move.

a nod from you and he began pumping into you, groaning at every single move. the stretch made your eyes roll back, making you lose your mind little by little at every thrust.

"you're tighter than i imagined, shit," he groaned.

"o-oh? you imagined this?", you couldn't help stammering when he hammered into you as he did.

"shut up," was all he said before burying his face in the crook of your neck, nose breathing you in and lips pressing onto the skin.

your nails dragged down his back, careless despite knowing you'd both get scolded by your stylists for adding to their workload. it was fine, though, you thought. this was all in the name of working on your on-screen chemistry after all, right?

but it felt like way more. jun may have fucked into you with conviction, but the words of affection murmured into your skin gave a different story.

"beautiful, fuck."

"feel like a fucking dream ..."

"prettiest, tightest cunt ive ever had."

those were some of the many words kissed and bitten against your skin. it made you so dizzy you didn't even register when your orgasm began to approach.

his hand had at some point snuck between you, toying at your swollen clit as his thrusts became erratic. the end was near and he wanted to take you down with him.

"with me? cum with me, baby," he practically pleaded as his lips found yours again.

it was like this that you swallowed each other's moans, keeping your pleasure as a secret between the two of you.

even as he filled you up, he remained inside you. he managed to sit you up, allowing for the two of you to cuddle on the uncomfortably small couch in which he'd just defiled you.

"so, no sex-appeal, huh?"

"shut up, wen. i'd run laps with you on set."

"wanna bet?", his hands began feeling up at your body with a challenging glint in his eye.

and yes. yes, you did.

[alesbianperson]

football player!ellie williams x fem!reader

summary: At the football play you visited to support your best friend, something happens that you didn't expect.

warnings: smoking (weed); slightly implied loser Ellie at the end; swear words; girls kissing (what a surprise); my writing idk

authors note: so firstly I mean football as soccer and not american football, but its not important to the plot so it can be interpreted as either; secondly, sorry for being so inactive I actually needed fucking half a year just for this its actually embarressing, I'm really slow at writing I don't know why, but I'm trying to be more active. I also didnt proofread so sorry for grammar mistakes or something anyway I hope you enjoy this!!

ALSO BIG DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT SUPPORT NEIL DRUCKMANN AND THE FACT THAT HE SUPPORTS ISRAEL!! If you don't know whats going on in Palestine, please go educate yourself because its highly important.

Here are a few links, so nobody can say it's too complicated or annoying to search for information (besides its really fucking heartless, cruel and totally not human to say "I dont wanna put effort in researching" while people are literally suffering and dying because of a genocide):

General information/updates

Brands to boycott

How you can help Palestine

Palestine masterposts: 1 2

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This evening was the final football game of the season. Everyone was so excited, and your best friend played in the school team, so of course, you came to this game to support her. You already arrived a bit late because you took a nap and didn't hear the alarm, so you quickly searched for your friends who were already sat and luckily saved you a seat. When they saw you coming in, they waved you over to them.

"What took you so long? The game has already started!" One of them said before switching their attention back to the field. "Sorry, I overslept." You explained yourself sitting down on your seat. "You didn't miss much, just a foul from the other team. They're so annoying and clearly playing anything but fair." Another one of your friends said, rolling her eyes while offering you a bag of chips. You declined and began searching for your best friend between all the other players, running on the field. Not even five seconds later, you found her. With the ball in front of her, she ran towards the goal. You joined the cheers of everyone from your school, sure that this was going to be such a great goal until:

A girl from the other team came out of nowhere, running towards her, tackling her to the ground. You gasped. "That was another foul!" One of your friends exclaimed, standing up to better see what the referee would say. But instead of also looking at the referee, your gaze still hasn't left the girl, responsible for the foul.

She looked pleased with herself. What an asshole! You thought to yourself, but couldn't deny that the way her eyes sparkled in the light and her auburn hair moved in the wind was mesmerising. Too distracted by her features, you realised a bit late that she was eyeing you too. A smirk on her lips, she winked at you before walking off the field, your eyes still on her.

"Too bad that bitch just got a yellow card. She deserved more, right?" Your friends, already discussing the decision of the referee, were turning to you since you were the only one who didn't comment on it. Heat rushed into your cheeks as you realised you hadn't listened the whole time, busy gushing over that girl. "Yeah.. definitely more." Was all you said to not keep the attention on you.

"Guys," you added after a short pause, "I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick. I'll be back."

"Sure."

"But hurry, they're already playing again."

You just slightly nodded before walking off to search for the bathrooms. To your luck, they weren't far away from your seats, so it didn't take too long to find them. As you closed the door behind you, a strong smell of weed filled your lungs. Holding a hand in front of your mouth, you coughed reflexively.

"Having trouble breathin', princess?"

You turned around to see the girl who fouled your best friend sitting on the sink, her legs slightly swinging forwards and back. She still wore her tricot but now had a grey, dirty, worn-out jacket over it. The half up half down bun she had was messed up, probably because of the constant running on the field, and between two of her fingers, she held an already half smoked joint.

Her smile rose as she noticed your gaze lingering on her again. "Y'want a photo? It'll last longer." She chuckled, finding this old ass joke very funny. You rolled your eyes at her words but couldn't help the smile, forming on your lips. "What are you doing here anyway, don't you have to play?" She blew out the smoke she held in her mouth before answering your question. "My coach replaced me. Said I needed a break before playing again." You just nodded because you didn't know how to keep the conversation going. For a few seconds, you both just looked at each other in silence. After taking another drag from the joint, she leaned forward, offering you to do the same.

"No, thanks. I don't smoke."

"Thought so." She chuckled. After a short pause, she added: "Not in a rude way, of course. Y'just don't look like you'd do drugs." Even though you knew it was childish and totally stupid, you now wanted to prove to her that you were indeed someone who could take drugs. So you took the joint out of her hand, carefully brought it to your lips, and inhaled.

You probably shouldn't have inhaled this deep because now you were coughing like someone poured tons of sand down your throat. It surely felt like it. When you calmed down a bit, you looked up again, handing the joint back to the girl on the sink, who was clearly amused. "What a brave girl." She said with a shit eating grin on her face. "Come here, I'll show you how it's done right."

She gestured between her spread legs. As you moved towards her, she leaned in, reducing the space between the two of you. "Open your mouth." She then proceeded to take a drag from the joint. As she moved closer, your breath hitched. Your eyes wandered from her gorgeous green ones down to her lips, and heat rose in your cheeks again. Without breaking eye contact, she blew the smoke she had in her mouth into yours. Reflexively, you closed it.

"Now hold it in."

And that's what you did. The smoke filled your lungs, this time a lot less painful than your first drag. After a few seconds, you exhaled slowly, a small smile of pride on your face.

Your faces were still very close, and silence fell upon the both of you again. The tension thickend. Her emerald green eyes stared directly into yours, abruptly blinking down to your lips. "Can I kiss you?" Your voice was nothing more than a whisper, fading into thin air. A smirk grew once again on her lips before nodding and then proceeding to lean in and closing the gap between the two of you.

Once her lips were on yours, she cupped your cheek, her fingertips brushing slightly over it. You felt like your heart was going to jump out of your chest. Her lips were so soft. You couldn't really describe the feeling, but it felt good. Like you were on cloud nine. You quickly synced with the rhythm she set, leaning forward so that her back met the wall behind her.

Your hands wandered behind her neck, beginning to tug on her hair slightly. A soft groan escaped her lips at the sudden impact, which sounded like music to your ears.

A smile formed on your lips once she broke the kiss to catch her breath. "What're you smiling at?" She looked at you irritated, which just caused you to chuckle.

"I don't know. You're.. pretty."

Silence followed after that.

"Pretty enough to get your number?"

Ellie wanted to bash her head against the wall at her cringe comment. She thought she'd definitely crossed the line now. But you just began laughing, quickly covering your mouth with your hand to muffle the sound.

"Sorry. Don't get me wrong I-", you interrupted yourself by holding up your finger to signal her to wait and began searching for your phone in your purse. Fuck. You thought as you realised you left it in your jacket with your friends and hurriedly searched around for something to write on. Ellie just watched you amused, catching on to your plan. She snatched a pepertowel out of the spender and offered it to you. You just gave her an awkward smile, fishing a half empty kajal out of your purse and scribbled your phone number on it.

As you handed it to her, she took it with the same smirk she had in the beginning. "As sad as it is, I think I have to go back on the field. My coach probably misses me by now." She added hesitantly while sliding off the sink and walking towards the door. "Cool meeting you, though." The click of the closing door was the last thing you heard before you were completely alone in the bathroom.

With the paper towel still in her hand, Ellie made her way over to the rest of her team, almost jumping with joy and thanking every mighty power for letting her survive the whole conversation without completely losing her mind or embarrassing herself. She'd definitely save your number as soon as she could. Actually contacting you was a whole other story.

[amoressb]

☆ LOWKEY

pairings : childhood bsf!riki x reader ; friends to lovers

synopsis : in which you and riki have been best friends since you guys were in kindergarten. youre both now in your last year of high school and with all that time together, people would think that you guys were bound to end up falling for each other, right? well, that seems to only be the case for riki. hes fallen in love with you after all this time, especially since you guys tend to flirt constantly, but he knows you dont feel the same. right? either way, he doesnt want to risk losing you so he tries to keep his love for you on the lowkey. will it work?

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smau + little written part

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once rikis practice finished, you remembered jake wanted to meet at the cafe so you started to gather your stuff. “where you off to pretty?” riki asks confused seeing you pack up faster than before. “oh im going to meet someone at a cafe” you say finished with gathering everything up.

riki didnt want to ask who so he just nods. you grab his arm gently and kiss his cheek. “if i dont msg or call you later ill see you at 6:30 tmr okay?” you smile walking backwards to the door. “alright see you pretty” he waves smiling but having a bad feeling.

you finally arrived at the cafe and waved at jake through the window. he got up and you both hugged each other. “wanna order?” he asks and you said yes. after a bit you both get your drinks and walk out. “alright so where to?” you ask sipping on your drink. he offered the idea of just walking around for now and go into any store that intrigues you both.

you both took the walk as an easy way to catch up. after all it has been a while since you two have hung out. you both expressed how happy and ready you both are for winter break and shared your possible plans. soon after jake found a lego store and you cant believe you forgot how crazy he is for legos. “you can choose any you like im gonna go look around!” as soon as he said that he immediately ran off which left you laughing.

while looking around you found some lego keychains. right there you thought about riki. maybe riki would like to match keychains with you? you smiled at the thought and looked at all the options and came to the conclusion of getting a spiderman and gwen(spiderwoman) keychain. “what did you end up finding?” jake pops up all of a sudden surprising you. “i like these two keychains! this ones for riki so we can match!” you have a huge smile on your face showing him the keychains. jake bought everything and you guys continued to walk.

although jake does like you, like he said he respects riki. so this genuinely makes him happy seeing how even if you two arent around each other, you still find a way to mention riki. this seems to be a good time to bring it up.

“soo ik you and riki are close of course but you ever think of taking if further? or do you see him in any other way?” that question confused you because it was random but it also made you feel something at the mention of riki. did you see riki in another way? then again you had that moment after his practice, you thought he looked ethereal even after he was all sweaty after dancing.

“idk maybe, i did see him a bit different after practice but i try not to. i dont want to risk anything so id say no” and that was his confirmation. yes you two flirt alot but you both do it as a joke even though everyone sees the heart eyes you both have for each other. of course especially riki.

the rest of the evening jake kept bringing the convo back to riki and stating how you should try and show him how you feel. its weird how he kept giving you good advice about it all when youve never even seen him with any girl. heck youve only ever seen him get rejected once. makes you wonder whats he up to?

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*sorry the written part is not too good i was rushing it a bit :(

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[bosinclairsgff]

Taking a bath with Albert Shaw

Warnings: nsfw, kidnapped reader, age gap (reader is legal duh)

It’s Ethan Hawkes birthday (was while I was writing this lol),so I’ll gift you all with a random, short story <3 (gif made by me) bros I’m embarrassed I wrote this also I DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO CALL A CLIT 😭😭

“Dove?” You heard him whisper as you felt him moving your hair out of your face. Slowly you opened your eyes. It was dark out already, the basement was dark aside from the street light flowing in and the big metal door being wide open. “Y/n.” He said sternly pulling you from your thoughts. “Ahh there she is. How about a bath?” Albert asks cupping your cheek in his hand. Your eyes lit up, it’s been weeks. He usually brings down a damp rag you use to “clean yourself” with. “A bath? Like..upstairs?” You ask sheepishly avoiding his eyes. He chuckled darkly. “Mhmm upstairs, your filthy and stink.” He states his eyes burning into yours. You felt your cheeks heat up from embarrassment. “Come on let’s go the water will get cold.” He stands up reaching for your hand. You hesitate for a moment, slightly suspicious of his kind behavior. “I wasn’t suggesting you get up, I was telling you to get up.” He growls. Not wanting to piss him off you reached out for his hand letting him pull you up. He held your hand tightly as you both walked up stairs. You passed a kitchen, then down a small hallways and you then reached the small bathroom. Albert pushes you inside gently, turning to close the door and locking it. You were completely trapped inside with him. He stared at you with hungry eyes. The bathroom was steamy and hot. “Wouldn’t want the water to get cold dove.” Albert said just above a whisper. You felt goosebumps cover your whole body. He stepped closer, reaching out to touch your face in a gentle, caring way. “Take off your clothes y/n. Now.” He wasn’t asking. You took a shaky breathe and slowly took off your dirty, ripped skirt. Along with your underwear. They fell to the ground puddling at your feet. Next was your filthy blouse and bra. His eyes never left your body, you don’t even think you saw him blink. You were standing in front of him fully naked. His eyes glistened with something dark and evil. You shudder thinking about it and he notices, laughing slightly. “Well? Aren’t you going to get in? Wouldn’t wanna take a cold bath would you?” You can see him flash a smile at you. He had the top half of his mask on tonight.

You slowly slipped into the bathtub. It was hot and felt amazing. When you fully got in you pulled your legs to your chest. Albert just watched for a few moments, not wanting this to end. Finally he spoke. “Want some company?” He ask so nonchalantly with a smirk. You felt your cheeks heating up from the water or from his question, you couldn’t tell. Some sick twisted part of you did want him to join you. You haven’t really been touched or loved since he took you. You craved it, you craved it from him. “Yes.” You whisper looking down immediately not wanting to look into his eyes. His eyes widen slightly, he wasn’t expecting that. He knew you were just touch starved but he didn’t care. “Mmmm alright my little dove. You have been a good girl. Naughty girls get punishments but good girls can be rewarded.” He sighed as he started to unbutton his cardigan. Albert didn’t have a shirt on under it. Then he moved onto his pants, then boxers. You immediately looked down at the water. He noticed, he notices everything. Albert laughs at your reaction. “Scoot up dove.” He says standing tall above you. You quickly do as he says. Feeling the water ripple as he steps into the hot bath. Lowering himself, both legs are on either side of your body. Your trapped. You feel his arms wrap around you pulling you plush against him. Your back resting on his chest. Looking up at him, he still had that scary mask on you always hated. You slowly feel his right hand moving up your stomach. Shivering at his touch. His hand makes its way to your boob. You gasp as he punches your nipple in between his fingers. You feel him breath in deeply. Massaging your boob softly but every now and then pulling at your nipple. You try to hold back your moans. “Mmmm dove let me hear your pretty little sounds.” He whispers in your ear. You feel him trailing down your stomach towards your most sensitive spot. Finding yourself holding your breathe in anticipation. He chuckles. “You have to breathe y/n.” Albert says as his hand makes it to your sensitive bud. You breathe out shakily, holding back a moan. He slowly starts to draw slow, painfully slow circles. Not being able to hold it back you let out a soft moan. “There you go dove.” He says as he kisses your back. It’s to slow, you need him to speed up, you need more. “Please…please just go faster.” You cry out. “Mmmm” he growls deeply. But he picks up the speed. You whimper and moan out his name. Gripping onto his arm. “Such a pretty girl. You make such pretty sounds my dove.” He whispers. Before you can respond you fee two thick fingers enter you, making you cry out from slight pain and pleasure. His fingers curl up and at cruel pace, hitting the right spot over and over again. “Al…please…I can’t!” You can’t even form a real sentence. “Shhhh it’s okay pretty girl…you’re doing so well. You’re almost done you can take it.” He coos in your ear. That alone almost makes you come undone. One last time he hits the right spot and you cry out in pure pleasure, your ears ringing. He lets you come down off your high holding you gently as you shake, kissing your neck. “Mmm so good dove. You did so so good. I’m proud of my good girl.” Albert says. You both lay in the bath silent for a few minutes. Neither of you wanting to ruin the moment.

“Well, I suppose we should get you all washed up dove.” He says as he pours soap into his hand. You smile softly leaning into him.

[mymoshangthoughts]

oki look im back on my "binghe and airplane are similar and i love it" bullshit

except this time i want these two whiny cut-throat bastards to run a cafe together

like binghe is the chef, obviously, and airplane handles the business side of things, and between the two of them, they absolutely make the cafe succeed through underhanded means

like

could they succeed as a business with just binghe's talents as a cook and qinghua handling the bills while the both of them charmed their way through customer service with their fake ass smiles? abso-fucking-lutely. but would they? oh no

qinghua is like releasing rats into the neighboring cafes and salting their sugar in espionage to make sure that everyone knows that the surrounding coffee is shit and the only place for Good Coffee is their cafe. he's making multiple alts online to just destroy their competition through online reviews and switching out the labels on dairy milk with non-dairy milk so that all the lactose intolerant customers are throwing fits on the regular because look, qinghua knows that a small lil cafe cant stand up to the big chain restaraunts, but he CAN destroy the reputation of all the closest chains to him like an absolute bastard

and oki, maybe binghe doesnt NEED to mansplain, manipulate, and manslaughter his way through everything, but gosh darnit, it's second nature to him. he is absolutely gonna hunt down any threats to their establishment and break their arms. and literally everyone who looks down on his establishment or leaves a bad review or otherwise gets in the path of his vengeance trail? loooookk, he cant be blamed for the way he smiled to their face while stabbing them in the back. they had it coming! they insulted his mothers lemon square recipe and thats an arm breaking offense oki

between the pair of them, they have the entire area quaking in confused fear. cuz okay, something i wanna talk about, the pair of them are two-faced and terrifying but like... 99% of people dont know that lmfao

(off topic but a personal pet peeve of mine is when fanfiction has characters immediately notice that binghe or qinghua are lying liars who lie. like "he smiled but it didnt meet his eyes etc" and im just guys. it's VERY established that the pair of them are VERY GOOD lying liars who lie. binghe's main character trait is that he can lie so convincingly that even shen yuan isn't always sure when he's sincere or not. and qinghua was literally a double agent for HOW LONG without getting caught? dude HAS to have a convincing fake smile. so all im saying is that people wouldnt immediately be able to see through that)

so like, yeah, all the bad luck and shit started happening when these two chuckle-fucks opened up a cafe in the area so like, logically it has to be SOMETHING to do with them but binghe and qinghua are literally the two most harmless and charming lil dudes ever? qinghua looks like a harmless pathetic hamster and binghe will thank you tearfully if you like his lemon squares and these two are literally the most wholesome and sweet business owners in the area so clearly they're not behind it

like i just need people to losing their minds a little bit because bingplane have gaslighted them all into submission like the evil cut-throat two-faced fuckers they are.

i honestly cant decide whats better tho. the pair of them having a drink after work together where the vibes are "lmfao we're so evil lets bask in our victory" glow OR the two of them actually only have a faint idea that the other is ALSO an asshole x'D

oki i think i lean toward the latter bc i think thats funnier.

like binghe doesnt pay much attention to airplane bc, as stated, airplane is a pathetic lil whining worm and he legitimately could not care if the twerp lived or died so long as the taxes are filed on time. but tbh, even then, he's competent enough that he doesnt /need/ qinghua around. it's just kinda convenient to keep him around. so mainly he's just apathetic and ambivalent to qinghua, but like, he does sorta notice because they spend so much time together that theres a distinctly... ratty quality to the dude. like, qinghua disappears for an hour and no less than five minutes after his return theres a roach infestation found in their closest competition? sus as fuck. and theres a little bit of a game recognizing game type of energy, but bc binghe could not be paid to care about qinghua's existence, he doesnt really look into it

similarly, qinghua is like 80% sure that pathetic crybaby of a chef is just that, but also, look, he's not dumb and the last three customers who insulted his lemon squares came back to the cafe in casts and binghe is a little too quick to turn off the customer service charm sometimes. and qinghua has basically decided "i actually really dont wanna know". ignorance is bliss, whatever level of psycho his coworker is, he honestly does not care so long as the crazy fuck continues to bake like a god. he absolutely 100% does not get paid enough to know whether his coworker is a serial killer and he also has the self preservation to understand that the less he knows, the better

so they both kinda have vague hints that the other is a two-faced motherfucker, but it's something that they figured out over time. there was no immediate meeting and "oh i know what you are" it was like "oki we've been working together for a year and yeah, im starting to think this guy isnt what he seems". slowburn them into realizing that they have similar personalities, if you will

now as tempting as it is to taking this au in a bingplane direction bc im ngl, i am multishipping trash, i am much more interested in slowburning this as a friendship. or like, grudging companionship LOL because also that gives the opportunity for:

"i just had to ask the worst person i know for love advice" shenanigans

followed by "the worst person i know gives good love advice, fuck" shenanigans

maybe they're having a drink and it's friendly and binghe kinda jsut wants to go home because again, he does not give a fuck about the fact that qinghua is alive, and qinghua also sorta wants to go home but they've both sorta committed to the "we're friendly coworkers" bit so here they are at a bar and trying to map out the Soonest Possible Good Time To Leave when binghe unthinkingly asks

"how do you get someones attention?" because he kinda ran out of pointless weather-related topics and it was on his mind and he really didnt expect qinghua to give him a half decent answer but then qinghua DOES and also knows who binghe's crush is and also is tactfully NOT saying that he knows who binghe's crush is with the casual "look, as an example, that specific person might like~" type of thing

havent decided on a binghe ship tbh lol. like bingyuan is obvious but also would be fun to do some bingliu or bingmo instead lmao maybe bingning? look im a happy multishipper and binghe is shippable with Many Characters. tho for the purposes of this freeform au thoughtless drabbling, the binghe ship doesnt actually matter so i'll keep it vague lol

the point is that qinghua gives really good fucking advice and binghe is just Not Ready for that because he's absolutely seen what a Nightmare scene it is when qinghua tries to flirt

which is somehow how the two segue into a relationship where they talk about flirting and love interests and that sort of shit in the most "we are two stereotypical gossiping middle school girls on the planet who are giggling and playing truth or dare about our crushes" type of way lmfao

because yeah, they're both cut-throat two-faced assholes, but they're also both utterly Weak in love

might be fun if they cycle through a few different failed crushes, but still kinda have fun at each others houses in like pillow forts with martinis that binghe made and gushing about "omg he was like so cute, did you see the way that he brushed me off? ahh imma die, so hot" because also they realize that they both share a Type. they are both absolutely into the Cold Beauty type, altho luckily they haven't crushed on the same person at the same time Yet, but like, it's only a matter of time okay and they know it and they are fully planning to Destroy the other when the time comes bc it's not bros before hoes for them, ohno, it's "to get that hoe, i will bury my bro in concrete" between them and they both lowkey know it LMFAO

and look, mobei jun did not ask to be the culmination of that particular building battle between them. he just came for coffee okay. what the fuck is happening. why is this is life now.

because okay when the pair of them were crushing on individuals who popped into the cafe or people they met outside, there wasnt any sense of urgency to it because they'd just shoot their shot and usually it wouldnt work out, well, it worked out for binghe whenever he went after chicks but he quickly figured out that he was like Cursed with "women simp after me" virus and while it can be flattering to have a simp, it really isnt fun to DATE a simp, ya know? so those relationships usually ended badly. qinghua just has no game with men or women lol

but see, when they realize that they're BOTH after the same guy, then theres the realization that if they fail, theres actually the chance the other one will Succeed and that would be Bad because then they'd have to see the object of their affections dating a coworker and NOPE NO CANT DO IT, WOULD MURDER HIM, I NEED TO GET THAT MAN JUST TO SPARE MY COWORKER FROM BEING MURDERED. THIS IS REALLY ALTRUISTIC OF ME ACTUALLY

so now they're just A LOT more persistent than they've ever been before lmfao they are pulling all the stops, they are using every weakness, they are ready to fucking WRECK the competition

maybe i should aim for a bingyuanmoshang ot4 endgame lmfao. mobei jun and shen yuan are just a happily married poly couple and shen yuan is having the time of his life laughing his ass off every time his husband comes home from the coffee shop like "i dont know whats going on but im scared and weirdly horny" and when bingplane realize that the solution is that mobei jun has two hands (and a very attractive husband), things calm down lmfao

or alternate route for this path, instead of them both thirsting after mobei jun, shang qinghua just has the most pathetic crush in the world, so luo binghe decides to have mercy on his coworker and be a wingman. only he Very Accidentally catches mobei jun's attention instead and now airplane is actually kinda lowkey ready to kill him bc he thinks that binghe snaked him but for once binghe is innocent! he didnt mean to do it! and it's moshang endgame when mobei jun gets over his crush on binghe and notices the angry hamster desperate for his attention

OR OR OR WAIT I THINK I THOUGHT OF THE VERSION I LIKE BEST

oki instead of bingplane actively seeking out love at every corner, what if they're just not. like they do bond over crushes and stuff but actually they're kinda too busy with the cafe and life and hobbies to really think about romance more than a "omg he was so cute~" kind of way. so neither of them notice when they have customers who are just Actively trying to ask them out

like mobei jun has been desperately trying to flirt with the oblivious barista for MONTHS now and he's actually dying because qinghua will just say shit like "wow you're literally the most handsome guy ive ever seen" but then brush him off when mobei jun tries to ask him out bc qinghua just assumes he isnt serious and he's busy with the expresso machine and he has no idea that this man is just PINING behind him while he sighs pathetically to binghe later abt "man it's fun having crushes but dont you just wish someone could like you instead?" and binghe just like "look im actually desirable, cannot relate"

thinking bingliu route for this version bc i feel like liu qingge is just a lot more fitting for Uselessly Pining After The Barista than shen yuan is lol. also his attempts at flirting are basically just picking fights with binghe and he always loses and binghe has absolutely no idea how far gone qingge is for him LMFAO

also now that i think about it, mobei jun should be kinda bad at flirting as well LOL so shang qinghua is like 90% sure that mobei jun sorta wants to kill him

bingplane having their weekly gossip sesh in a pillowfort like "man oki idk why they keep coming to the cafe if they hate us so much... but also man they make for good eye candy, if they werent such assholes, i could see having a crush" and then maybe a terrible game of truth or dare results in both of them daring each other to flirt with the Mean Eyecandy Man and now moliu are about to get Wrecked LMFAO

look basically i think that this sort of au could go in multiple very delicious directions but at the base, i just want evil comrades bingplane running a cafe together with all of the gap moe in the world LMFAO

[anemhoez]

The King…

Mydei/AFAB!Reader

WARNINGS: choking, slight size kink, blood and language

A/N: call me the deliverer for i have deliverered 🙂‍↕️ i wanna suck the skin off of this man MY GODDDD 😭 feral, scratching, fiending, needing, crazy, scary, spooky NOT HILARIOUS IM FOAMING AT THE MOUTH!!!! 🤭🤕 (also happy valentines day! i didnt plan on posting this today 😭 but it works hehe)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

The cool breeze atop the mountain pricked your skin deliciously as you cooled down from your run. With a heavy breath, you sat on a nearby ruined wall waiting for Mydei, your instructor for the past couple of months. You were busy working your way up the ranks in the Okhema legion, thanking Lady Aglaea everyday for assigning you to the man you were certain was the fiercest and strongest warrior in all the land.

The would be king of Castrum Kremnos was uncharacteristically tardy today however, having you here waiting for almost half an hour now. You sighed impatiently and resigned yourself to preparing your sword for sparring with him, trying not to let your mind wander too much about why he was so late.

It wasn’t too long after your prep that you heard his heavy footsteps approaching, causing you to stand up at the ready.

The blonde and fiery red ombré haired man met eyes with you, a smile nowhere to be found on his face as he stood before you. He looked absolutely disheveled. His usual tidy braid was undone and his golden armor barely on his body properly as he hastily tried to adjust it before getting started.

“How inconsiderate of you, keeping your student waiting! Surely this is not the example you wish to set for me?” you said with a laugh, quickly shutting up when he focused his golden eyes on you as his fingers quickly finished fixing his armor, his hands moving to rest at his sides. “Anything else you wish to say?”

You shook your head and took in his form further as his own stare trailed down your body. The red and purple marks that had already bloomed on his neck and collarbones stood out against his skin, the scratches on his arms almost followed the lines of his bright red tattoos. You adjusted your stance, his eyes finally done checking you over, “You’re injured?” he said with a grunt as he moved closer, no detail ever getting past his keen eyes.

You watched as he squatted before you, taking your ankle in his armoured hands. You fought back the flush that threatened to erupt over your body as he looked up at you. “You’re still so carless with your body. Just how do you expect to fight like a Chrysos Heir if you can’t even maintain a strong physique?” He scoffed and stood up, letting go of your ankle unceremoniously.

“I slipped on some stones while on my run waiting for you to arrive!” You yelped as if it was his fault and not the stones being slightly slick from the morning dew. The sudden thought of him spending the morning with someone who was more important than you flashed through your head and you realized just how whiney you must have sounded in that moment. But it didn’t stop you from pondering about what exactly had he done to that person he shared his time with to warrant those scratches and marks?

“I was preoccupied. My apologies.” he said and turned from you, his half exposed back donning those same types of scratches. You almost spat back sarcastically, but as if he read your mind, he cut off your thoughts. “I will let your slip of the tongue pass for now, but from now own,” he said in his deep voice as his hand rested on his belt. “You will speak to me only when spoken to, understand?”

A part of you wanted to resist, the two of you having had many childish banter type of conversations before, but you just nodded instead. “Yes, my lord.” you said with a bow and stood at the ready awaiting his tutelage. “Go, run.” he said simply and your body tensed, about to protest but he need only give you a look before you turned on your heel with a grunt.

The pain in your ankle wasn’t as bad as when you first slipped, but by the time you returned from your run, it was throbbing. You walked back with a slight limp, “So, what’s next?” you huffed and he simply pointed to the bandage roll and small tub of salve on the ruined wall you were sitting on earlier.

You sighed and sat down on the cold stone, applying the remedy and wrapping your ankle. “Take five.” he said as he sat next to you.

You moved your ankle around and sighed, looking over to Mydei who was busy on his teleslate. He must have sensed your eyes on him, “Have something on your mind?” he said with a smirk.

“Did you, get in a fight last night? Or, this morning?” you asked stupidly, already knowing exactly what he had gotten into. Mydei put his teleslate away and leaned back, “You could say that.” He stretched out his arms and looked at the scratches that had piqued your curiosity.

“But of course, I always emerge victorious.” his voice was cockier than usual, his arms flexing as he crossed them over his chest.

You expected this behavior from the rumors you heard about him, the prince turned Chrysos Heir was known among the other soldiers for his prowess and his, considerable size.

“I don’t think I need to remind you that-“ you were about to remind him about the agreement the two of you made when you signed on to be his student.

“I know. And again, I apologize. You have my word it will not happen again.” He seemed sincere, and remorseful for wasting your precious time. You stood up and bowed, “Thank you, shall we get started then?”

He nodded and stood to his feet, the size difference between the two of you evident when he stood before you. You inhaled his musky clove scent, his hand moving to your cheek. His clawed armor gently brushing against your skin as he rolled his eyes.

“Gods, what a reckless student I have.” he said as his thumb rubbed against the scratch on your cheek. You quickly moved away from him and shrugged it off, “Says the man who charges recklessly into battle just cause he’s immortal.” He couldn’t hold back a smile as the two of you readied yourselves to begin sparring.

“Again.” Mydei spoke calmly, not even looking your way as you readied yourself. You had been running this maneuver for a while now, and you were exhausted.

“Surely I’ve already perfected this specific move, just how long will i have to continue?“ Mydei just turned to you, “Again!” he said with more conviction in his voice. You sighed and immediately rushed to him, sword above your head, but he easily dodged you.

He swiftly moved aside and grabbed you by your collar, “It’s as if you’ve learned nothing.” he said and easily tossed you aside.

Your sword clanged to the ground as you landed on your side. “You haven’t perfected anything at all, mortal.” You groaned out in frustration, “I would’ve sliced through your arm had you not been wearing armor!.” you exclaimed and stood up quickly.

He scoffed and you watched as he began removing the armor from his arms, attempting to level the playing field for you. His tattooed skin exposed, more scratch marks telling a story of where he had been that morning.

“You believe my enhancements give me an upper hand?” He spoke angrily as he tossed them to the ground. “Come at me now, reckless student.”

You charged at him again, this time with just your fists. The two of you exchanged blow for blow, managing to dodge each other’s attacks easily. He chuckled once he realized the moves you were using were his own and you kept at it until he started to play dirty.

He kicked out your leg from under you about to knock you off balance, but you caught yourself and pushed him back with a headbutt.

His head snapped back but the immortal man before you recovered quickly, a smile spreading on his face. “Thats it, fighting like a true warrior!” He yelled and lunged forward, returning the favor with a headbutt of his own.

Your vision went blurry as you stepped back, covering your nose, attempting to feign a serious injury to get him to lower his guard.

“Ouch!” you yelped and he quickly came to you, breathing heavy and trying to wave it off as you pretended to cry. He smirked and reached down to see the damage but was quickly overtaken by you and thrown onto his back.

You then snatched the heirloom he wore proudly from his neck, your hands immediately going to choke him. The look on his face was surprised at first, then it fell to one of concern as you tried to squeeze at the taught muscles. He was silent as you squeezed his neck, even the birds chirping close by knowing it would take more than this to truly kill him.

You soon came to your senses once you met eyes with him as a blush was beginning to creep on his cheeks, the space where your lower bodies touched stiffening against his pants.

You could feel his bulge against your clothed body, immediately letting go of his neck. You were too taken aback to move, simply looking down at him as he avoided your gaze.

What felt like a few awkward minutes, was really only a few seconds of silence before he trailed his hands gently up your thighs. He finally sat up, his face so close to yours that you felt his breath on your lips. The two of you locked eyes, breaths mingling so closely together for the first time.

Your heart rate picked up as his claws dug into your skin, a silent plea for you to move your hips against him. You rutted against him apprehensively as a deep growl came from his throat. He shut his eyes as he gripped you tighter, bringing you closer so that your core was right on top of him. You whimpered breathlessly, feeling just how big he was under you. your gut soon erupting with that familiar feeling of a rubber band about to snap.

Your hands went to his shoulders, then to his back where you dragged your nails against his already wounded skin. You probably seemed so desperate, whining like a bitch in heat and rutting hard against your instructor. Your mouth went to his, his lips hot against yours as the two of you finally closed the gap and kissed.

You’d be lying to yourself and all of Okhema if you said you hadn’t imagined this very thing over and over again. Especially after class when he’d be sweaty and out of breath.

You imagined his large frame above you, below you, and behind you as he took you right on this mountaintop. And Hearing the rumors about him as a lover didnt help ease those thoughts either.

You wanted him, bad. But it looks as though it was only one sided, as he moved his hands up your back and to your shoulders. He pushed you back gently and away from his sweet and tender kiss.

You immediately stood up and moved away from him, “My lord please accept my apologies, I overstepped!” you bowed, hoping to hide your face from the sheer embarrassment you felt.

He stood up and turned away from you, clearing his throat before he spoke, “We’re done for today, go get some rest.” he said simply and headed off without another word after collecting his things.

You arrived for training the next day, only to see Phainon standing where Mydei usually did. “It’s about time!” he said with a smile as you walked up. You bowed to him and he immediately assured you that that behavior wouldn’t be necessary. “Does Mydei make you bow to him? How absurd!” he said with a laugh.

You shook your head, “Well no but he never says anything when I do it so, I suppose it’s a habit of mine now.” The silver haired man nodded, “Well alright then, shall we begin?” You looked around, wondering why Mydei wasn’t here, soon remembering what happened the day before. “I don’t mean to be rude your grace but, is Mydei not joining us? Is he alright?” your face went hot, hoping he didn’t know the details of yesterday’s class, what with being such good friends and all.

He blushed, “Calling me your grace isnt necessary either, makes me feel, old.” he cleared his throat. “And no, he wanted me to extend his apologies and remorse. He also asked if I could take over your training from here on, if that’s s ok with you of course.” Your heart sank, realizing you had indeed overstepped the day prior. “Did he, give you any reason as to why? Was I underperforming or-?“

Phainon put his hands out in front of him, “Not at all! He actually praised your skill, he simply needs a break. After the events with Nikador, he’s much more overwhelmed than he lets on.” He looked at you as he cleared his throat, thinking you must be very uncomfortable with this new arrangement. “Will there be an issue? Should I send for another instructor?”

You immediately shook your head, “Gods no youre gr- uhm, Lord Phainon! I’m honored truly! It’s just a bit surprising is all, but I look forward to learning from you.” you said in appreciation and stopped yourself from bowing to him.

The two of you sparred and you indeed learned a few new things from him, but his style was completely different from the man you were used to. You were grateful to have another Chrysos Heir think you worthy enough of their time, but you agreed to be taught by Mydei and a part of you really missed him. The man that you had idolized for years now.

“Alright great work today! How about a drink later? My treat!” he said with a bright smile. “Tonight? Are you not too busy, my lord?” you asked, knowing just what his title as demigod entailed. He waved you off playfully, “Nonsense, i could use some relaxation, and please, Phainon is just fine!”

You nodded and soon headed home. Alrhough Phainon did his best to assure you Mydei was fine, you couldnt help but think it was all your fault for his resignation. You thought it a grand idea to mull over your thoughts with some good wine, and having a cute knight by your side wasn’t so horrible.

Later on that evening, you arrived at the tavern Phainon told you to meet him at. You felt slightly odd, dressed down and out of your fighting gear. You opted for a simple silk dress and your favorite pearl bracelets, family heirlooms your mother gifted you when you left your small village to fight for Okhema. You knew you cleaned up nicely and the looks you were getting as you walked in proved it. You adjusted your shawl you wore around your shoulders and looked around, hoping to find Phainon sitting somewhere nearby.

Your eyes fell on your former instructor Mydei, his hand rising to signal the barkeep for another round. Your heart raced, wanting to run out, but you stopped when you felt a familiar presence behind you.

“You made it!” Phainon’s cheery voice brought you out from your hasty escape plan. “Yeah, looks like Mydei is here too, shall we sit with him?” you looked down at your hands, hoping this interaction between the three of you wouldn’t be too weird.

“Hey, you alright?” Phainon’s voice was soft as he brought your face to look up at him gently. “Yes, I-I’m fine.” you smiled and the two of you turned to head over to where Mydei sat. “You look absolutely stunning by the way.” the knight said, making sure it was loud enough for his friend to hear. You thanked him kindly and upon turning towards the bar, you met with Mydei’s sharp golden eyes, his face looking incredibly unamused with what he just saw and heard.

“Good, you’re here too! Drinks are on me.” Phainon got the barkeeps attention as you sat in the empty seat between the two men. You sat quietly as you waited, unsure of how to start a conversation, thinking that Mydei probably didn’t even want to speak to you.

The drinks arrived and Phainon encouraged a salute. “So, how did you like class today? Learn anything?” Phainon asked before taking a swig from his cup. “I definitely did my lord, thank you for sharing your expertise with me.” you thanked him and he clinked his glass against yours.

Mydei audibly groaned before taking a sip causing Phainon to chuckle. and lean over to address him. “Oh what’s that? Feeling inferior?” he asked the warrior as he raised an eyebrow.

Mydei flicked his eyes to his friend, “To you? Never in a million years.” he spoke clearly and with confidence. You watched him take a deep sip from his cup, the drink spilling out the sides and onto his chin. He slammed the cup on the counter and wiped the crimson liquid that resembled blood off of his face.

You realized you were staring, caught yourself and quickly downed your glass. “Thirsty?” Phainon asked playfully. “I suppose so, it’s been a long week.” You answered, soon venting about the very mundane things that happened the past few days.

You then remembered what transpired between you and Mydei, suddenly ceasing from speaking, the thought making your hands sweaty. The three of you sat quietly, awkwardly sharing a silence that was so thick it could be cut by a knife.

Phainon suddenly excused himself and the tension just rose even further. You and Mydei sat in an uncomfortable silence now, neither one of you knowing what to do, as if the two of you suddenly forgot how to speak the common tongue. You inhaled the stifling air and finally turned to him.

“I’m sorry about yesterday, I should never have, you know. Please don’t let that stop you from teaching me Lord Mydei.” you spoke quickly, hoping to get it off of your chest as soon as possible in case he decided to walk away from you. He finally turned to you, his mouth twisting into a grimace.

Gods he seemed angry, did he hate you now? You suddenly felt so guilty, hoping Phainon would come back and diffuse the situation. “You have nothing to be sorry for, I should have practiced more restraint.” he said with a sigh. “I pride myself in self control everywhere but the battlefield so, I should be the one to apologize.”

You were going to press him further but the silver haired knight returned in that moment. “Another round?” he offered with a smile, looking over at Mydei for reassurance. Would he really have to up the stakes to get his friend to finally confess to you?

You nodded and Mydei just grunted as his friend ordered for them. Phainon moved closer to you, his arm reaching behind you and tugging on your shawl. “You’re not too hot with this?” he asked with a smile, holding the silk in his fingers. He winked playfully at you, your head too busy thinking of how foolish you were to notice his advances.

You honestly thought for a second if you were, and slipped the shawl from your shoulders. “Actually I kind of am.” you laughed absentmindedly and the two men watched as you exposed more of your skin to them.

Mydei slammed his cup down onto the bar, the loud bang causing you and Phainon to look over at him. “May I have a word with you Lord Phainon?” His voice was serious as he walked up between the two of you. You felt a faint heat radiating from the prince as his clawed hand scratched at the wooden material of the bar in front of you. “Outside?”

Phainon met his eyes with a smile. “Of course.” he said slightly apprehensively, his eyes flicking to yours before he got up and walked out of the bar with a very angry Mydei.

Mydei walked in front of phainon, his hands slightly glowing red as he breathed hard. “Mydeimos?” his friend called him by his full name in jest, knowing exactly what he was feeling, but feigning ignorance instead to let him know his advances towards you weren’t meant to be taken seriously.

“What in the hells do you think you’re doing?” he asked bluntly, keeping his distance as to not hurt his close friend and rival. Phainon scoffed, “I’m trying to help out my friend who’s doing a horrible job at trying to get the person he loves to sleep with him. How’s about a bit of gratitude?” the knight said slyly as his friend paced back and forth.

“You know I don’t want to just sleep with them! My feelings are real, and the only thing you’re doing is pissing me off! So get lost, deliverer.” he said angrily and headed back into the tavern. Phainon just shook his head and headed home. “Well fuck me and my efforts then!” he exclaimed to no one but himself.

You asked the barkeep for a glass of water and prepared to leave, right as Mydei walked back into the tavern. “Oh, were you heading out?” he asked observing how you looked like you were ready to head off. “It’s getting late, where’s Phainon?” you asked and he sighed. “He had to go, he extends an apology and says he’ll see you for training in two days.”

You finally realized what was going on now that Phainon wasn’t coming back. Actually Phainon seemed to make sure to get close and be extra flirty with you. Did Mydei tell him something? Does Mydei have feelings for you too? Did Phainon plan this whole thing?

“Ah, right.” was all you said as the two of you soon sat in another awkward silence. He cleared his throat to start up a new conversation, not wanting the night to end early.

“So, how is the deliverer as a teacher?” he asked with a smug laugh. “Skilled, but I could tell he was holding back.” You leaned forward with a sigh, hoping that your silent pleas could sway Mydei to pick you up as a student again.

“Is that so? Did you tell him you’re much stronger than you look?” he asked and his eyes fixed on you. Your eyes went wide and you tried to hold back a smile but failed. “Did you just, give me a compliment Lord Mydei?”

He went red, his face turning away from you. “What I mean to say is, did you let him know he doesnt need to hold back?” he said with an awkward cough.

You let his praise sink in, finally being acknowledged by the man you considered to be the strongest warrior in the city. “I let him teach me how he pleased, I figured it wouldnt be long before you came back?” you asked him with an eyebrow raised.

He went quiet again, opening his mouth to speak but no words came out. Your breath hitched in your throat, your hands getring sweaty once again as you tried to still your nerves. “It’s probably best that Phainon remains your instructor, after what happened.”

You nodded and thought about how foolish you were for reacting the way you did. You wanted to take that moment back, hating how you had made him feel. “It shouldn’t have happened and I’m sorry that I put you in that position.” He said as he took a drink and downed his glass completely, the sheer amount of alcohol he had consumed not even having an effect on his immortal body. “Does Phainon know what happened?” you asked, feeling even more inadequate now, wondering if he had said something about you to him.

“No, that’s not something I’d brag about, he only knows what I told him to tell you.” he sighed and you were about to cry from embarrassment when he laughed. “Didn’t stop him from trying to make me jealous tonight though, he’s cunning I’ll give him that.”

He turned to you with a smirk, “He’d go crazy if he knew we kissed, he already thinks there’s something going on between us.” Your head went fuzzy, trying hard to piece together what he was saying. “Sorry what?”

Mydei chuckled, “A teacher with their student is propostrous, dont you think?” Your eyes were fixed on his lips as he talked. “Of course, proposterous.” you gulped, nodding along as he moved closer, his hand now on your thigh. “That’s why phainon will be your teaher from now on. So there’s no conflict of interest?” His eyes went to your lips, his tongue darting out to lick his own in anticipation. It’s as if the room went suddenly silent, with only the two of you here in this moment as he leaned closer and closer. “ And perhaps I can still, give you, private lessons?” His voice and words cut through you wholly, his hand squeezing your thigh as you met his gaze once again.

He closed the gap and kissed you, in front of everyone in this tavern, not caring what rumors might spread about the two of you. You pulled away from him however, a sudden apprehension overtaking you. You remembered the marks on his neck, the scratches he received from someone else. Someone you assumed to be his lover.

He observed your reaction and pulled back. “I’m sorry! I assessed the moment incorrectly it seems.” He turned away from you and stared into his empty cup, the frown on his face somewhat endearing.

“Mydei, surely you have a significant other? Those marks you had on your body the other day, I know they weren’t from an actual fight.” you said as a heat crept on your cheeks. He rubbed the back of his head, “Right. That was just someone I used to keep my bed warm.” he said, not intending for it to come out as smugly as it did.

You nodded with a laugh, “Oh, I see. Then you mean to use me to keep your bed warm as well?” you asked him honestly, a judging eyebrow raising as you looked at him. His smile dropped, “It’s not like that, I swear to you.” the sincerity that dripped in his voice made your heart flutter. “Oh yeah? And how’s that?” you asked playfully, the smile that spread on your face making it seem to him like you thought this was all a joke. The warrior stood up immediately, “Because I actually like you!”

The tavern went quiet for real this time, the two of you looking around awkwardly. He grunted and sat back down, sighing deeply. “God if Phainon could see me now.” he said with his head in his hands. You giggled, “I appreciate your honesty my lord.” Your hands shook as you downed the last of your drink, readying yourself to confess your feelings back. “I like you too, more than you might think.”

You quickly turned away with a flushed face, the cocky smirk on his face making you want to take that confession back in jest. “There’s s no going back now, darling.” he said as he pulled you closer to him. “I always had a feeling you know, not much can get past me.” he whispered in your ear before kissing it.

“Hush now,” you said and pushed him away playfully with your elbow. You turned back to him, his golden stare never faltering. “I’d like that private lesson now, King Mydei.” you said and bit your bottom lip, your hand going to his thigh.

Mydei’s private chambers were just as elaborate as you expected. Extravagant decor befitting that of a man of royal birth. The red and gold silks, the plush pillows on his bed and the fine weaponry that adorned the walls gave you a tiny glimpse of what his life might have been like in his homeland. There was even a private bath in the corner, very different from the public ones in the city from what you could see. “Why is that water golden?” You asked before he scooped you up and brought you to his very soft and comfy bed. “Exclusive to the Chrysos Heirs, perhaps we can enjoy it together later.”

He sat down on the edge of his bed, making you straddle him as his large lap accommodated you perfectly. You grabbed his face gently and gave him a kiss, your hands trailing down to undo his braid without pulling away from the kiss. You pulled back and started to try to remove his armor as his hands rested on your lower back, his lips kising your neck and cheek desperately.

“Please let me finish my king.” you pushed him away and he groaned, leaning back for you and raising his arms to help you remove his gauntlets. Your hands then went to his ornate necklace and reached behind him to undo it correctly this time, delicately and without any bad intentions.

You then moved to undo the tie at his waist that held his tunic together. “It’s impressive how you are both naked and yet wearing so much clothing at the same time?” You giggled and he laughed along with you, his laughter quite infectious. You got off of him once you were done, slipping out of your dress. He watched as you removed your pearls and set them on the bedside table along with his necklace.

His eyes were fixed on you, watching as your hands undid the tie at your chest, the garment falling and your body going hot as you exposed your bare breasts to him. “Stunning, my love.”

Mydei reached out to you, noticing your apprehension to remove your underwear. You let him guide you to sit back on his lap. “We can go as slow as you need to.” Your heart swelled at his words and you leaned in to kiss him, your hips grinding against him as you exchanged a passionate kiss.

The two of you kissed like this for a while, the tough and brash warrior under you surprisingly gentle as his hands roamed all over your exquisite body. “Can I try something?” you asked softly against his lips. “Anything.” he answered and you pushed at his shoulders, motioning for him to get on his back. “I’ve been pondering something. What exactly happened to cause you to stir during our match the other day?”

You straddled his lap, “Was it the adrenaline from our fight? My body on yours? Or perhaps it was-?” Your hands trailed up his body, tracing his defined muscles all the way up to his neck. “My hands around your neck?” You squeezed and he moaned deeply. His bulge beneath you growing just like you had expected.

“Tighter, my love.” he asked with soft eyes and you obliged. He moaned louder as you gripped him tighter, your thumbs pressing against his adams apple just barely. He let out a strained breath, his hips bucking up against you roughly in appreciation.

You almost lost your balance from the intensity of it, retreating back to sitting on top of him and looking down into his eyes. He smiled at your tenacity and the warmth of the desire that dripped from between your legs. You leaned back on his large lap, bringing your hands to undo the belt that held his pants on his thick waist. The man under you was an absolute unit, you wondered how you were even able to fight against him on a daily basis as you finally took his glorious form completely into your mind.

With the buckle undone, you undid the button and ties that held them together, pulling them down just enough to free him from his confines. His large cock sprang free, your hands going to it immediately. “I should have known.” you said and you spit on his tip. He watched you with mesmerized eyes, your voice like a song as you praised him. The burly prince was clean shaven everywhere but here, his soft hairs trimmed short above his member, the colors matching the hair on his head.

You stroked him with one hand, the other resting on his thigh, your hands fumbling a bit, not really knowing what to do. You looked up at him, hoping he looked somewhat satisfied and caught him smirking at you devilishly. “You act as if you’ve never touched one before.” He said curiously as he leaned up on his elbows. You stopped and looked down at his intimidating cock, “Well, I havent actually.”

His smile fell, “Oh, that’s alright. I’ll teach you then.” he said before sitting all the way up and taking your mouth in a sloppy kiss. His tongue pushed up against yours, his dominance taking your breath away. He pulled away as drool dripped from your chin, his tongue quickly licking it up as he moaned. “You’re going to have to get very messy for me.” he said before standing up.

He removed the armor from his legs, laughing as you watched him undress and pretended to look at the time on your wrist. When he was finally exposed to you, you were surprised to see his red ink went further down and adorned his muscular thighs as well.

He took his dick by the base and reached out to hold you by your chin, “Open.” he said, and you opened your mouth apprehensively at first, then wider once he used his thumb to help you open it further.

“Good.” he huffed and pushed his fat tip into your mouth. You took as much of him in as you could, your mouth drooling all over him. “Mind your teeth,” he advised and pushed further in, surprised by how much of him you were able to take.

He was halfway in before you gagged, your body pulling back instinctively. “Perfect, now use both hands to stroke me.” his voice was deep and sultry and you looked up at him with teary eyes, taking him in both hands and pumping him eagerly. “Yes, just like that, my love.”

Mydei groaned, his deep growls shooting right through you and causing you to soak through your underwear even further. You sat on your knees rutting against nothing as you whined and took his tip into your mouth and sucked, his hand going to the back of yourr head. He stopped himself from pushing you further down, but you eagerly took as much of him as you could, pumping the rest of him with your hands.

You indeed got very messy for him, your saliva and his precum staining your face and dripping down your chin and onto your chest. “You’re an excellent student, learning so quickly. Keep at it.” his voice almost whiny as he complimented you.

You bravely held him by his hips now, pushing your head further down on him, almost to his base. The prince moaned deeply and breathed heavily as you almost took him all the way in. He pulled you off of him by grabbing a handful of your hair. He pumped himself as he watched you catch your breath, “May I?” he asked and you nodded as tears stung your eyes. Mydei moved closer while holding the back of your head, pushing his long thick cock into your mouth. The prince bottomed out into your mouth, releasing a satisfied moan as you scratched at his thighs, breathing through your nose so that he could enjoy your warm wet mouth further.

He locked eyes with you before pulling out completely, “You doing alright?” You nodded with hazy eyes, sticking your tongue out for him before pleading for more. “Mydei, need more of you, please.” He lifted you up and into his arms, kissing you hard while carrying you over to the bath that waited in the corner of the room. He walked the two of you into the warm golden water, his hardness hot against your slick cunt.

The water was so soothing, almost invigorating as he moved you to rest on the warm stoned edge. His hands tugged at the wet fabric of your underwear, pulling them off greedily and tearing the fabric in the process.

You felt his hands opening your legs, his fingers easily finding your slit and entering you confidently. You gripped at his back with a small yelp and he tensed up, breaking the kiss to look at you. “You’re, untouched?” he asked softly, taking your face in his hands and giving you a kiss on the cheek softly.

“Mydei, please! You don’t have to treat me like I’m made of glass.” He pulled back and looked at you, “I know that, I’ve seen you take a punch.” he said with a chuckle. You didn’t want him to treat you any differently than when the two of you sparred, but perhaps he had his reasons for being so apprehensive.

“I’ve never, laid with anyone Mydei, you will be my first.” your voice went quiet as you tried to avert his gaze, but he turned you to look at him once again. “And you’re sure about this? You wish for it to be me?” he asked as he looked at you fondly. “Absolutely.” your answer confident and sweet as you held onto him, almost scared he’d disappear right before you.

He smiled and got on his knees, taking your legs and putting them over his shoulders. Without another word he moved in, kissing your folds tenderly. You whimpered, the feeling of him so close to you like this, just lightly kissing you making your head spin. He licked up your slicked folds only once, making you buck up against him. He chuckled ftom your reaction, knowing the power he had over you in this position. But that was only because you trusted him completely, and he was honored to know that.

You looked down at him and watched as he trailed kisses from your cunt to your inner thighs, licking and sucking hard. He nipped at your skin, “I’m honored by the way. Having the privilege to be the first person to have you like this, I’ll be good to you, I promise my love.” His words were like a tether, grounding you to this mortal plane as his tongue dove back into you.

His velvety muscle prodded and pushed inside of you, becoming very familiar with the place no other tongue has had the privilege to enter. The sensations made you twitch and whine under him, his mouth sucking on your bundle of nerves as he pushed one of his thick fingers inside of you slowly and deliberately. “Mydeimos,” you huffed, holding onto his head as he worked.

The estranged prince of Castrum Kremnos moaned against you, loving the way your body reacted to him, his fingers curving and focusing on stretching you out for him. “It’s too much, gods!” you yelped and bared down on his fingers after he stuffed another one in, your climax washing over you in a wave of heat. Mydei continued, looking up at you as you threw your head back in bliss, your face soon looking down at him as he quickly sent you into another orgasm. Your overstimulated body slumped against him, your weak hands pulling his face from you as you practically begged for a kiss with small and needy babbles.

“Need you, my king.” you huffed against his wet mouth, your words sending a shockwave to his already weeping dick. He slotted himself between you, pulling away with a heavy breath as he looked down where he prodded at your entrance. “Do not hesitate to tell me if it’s too much, alright?” you nodded and put your arms around his shoulders, bracing yourself to accept him into you. He pushed his tip against you, grunting as your tightness slowly engulfed him, “Relax my love,” he said with a kiss to your cheek, “Allow me to lead, please.” You relaxed the best you could, resting your forehead against his. He grunted with a smile as he slowly pushed himself all the way in. “You take me so fucking well, look” he said and you looked down, seeing him shesthed completely inside of you. You clenched down involuntarily, causing the warrior to grip your hips roughly and push into you further. You yelped, “M-Mydei!”

He held your hips close, kissing your forehead softly. “Forgive me my love. You’re so tight around me it’s making me feral.” He stilled himself and picked you up, turning so that you now sat on him. “Let’s relax like this for a bit, yes?” he said and lay back on the warm stone, holding you on his large lap with one hand while the other was tucked under his head.

“How do you feel?” he asked with a cocky grin. “Full.” you said and reached down to touch your stomach. “I can almost feel you, here.” you said with a giggle and pressed down on your abdomen where you thought his dick rested inside you. He hissed, digging his sharp nails into your rear. “Good, I plan to mark it as mine.” he ssid and rutted against you slowly. “All mine.”

You felt him even deeper inside, your limit reached as your body pulled up a bit off of him. He held you up with one hand, allowing you to breathe and adjust yourself back onto him. “If you need to stop-“ he spoke up but you shook your head, “It’s okay, I’ll get used to it.” you huffed and slowly moved up on his shaft, arching your back as you felt his tip brush up against your spot. “Slowly, just like that.” he grunted and held you with both hands.

He guided you on his long dick, teaching you how to ride him properly, for both your pleasure and his. He looked up at you, your eyes rolling back in your head as he rolled his hips against you. “By the fucking gods,” he moaned as you engulfed him whole, rotating your hips to find new ways to feel him hit your sweet spot.

Mydei had dragged his nails against your hips, leaving scratches all along your skin, the feeling only adding to the pleasure you were feeling. “More, please my king!” you yelped out what you believed to be his proper title as he thrust into you hard, taking the air from your lungs before he stood up and carried you over to his bed.

He placed you down, not once slipping out of you, “You crave more of me but, I don’t want to hurt you.” his voice was soft as he kissed your neck, rutting against you slowly as you held onto his slippery lower back. “Please Mydei. You said it yourself, I’m stronger than I look.” You reassured him and he leaned back onto his knees. He looked down at you, pulling you further down onto his big dick. Your back arched against his cock that was so deliciously nestled inside of you as you moaned louder.

Mydei pulled out of you and thrusted back in hard, your breasts boucning wildly as he repeated the action, over and over again. “Mmh, harder!” you whined and he could only growl, lifting you up and off of the mattress, pounding into your guts roughly.

Your eyes rolled back as your toes curled, the immense pleasure making your vision blurry as he thrust into you again and again. The loud smacks of skin against skin reverberating against the walls and were occasionally accompanied by both your moans and his.

He moved to lean over you, his hands on either side of you now as sweat began to form on his brow. He leaned down, taking one of your nipples in his mouth, continuing his brutal pace and making sure you felt every ounce of pleasure imaginable. He sucked on each one eagerly, using his tongue and mouth to mark you and make a mess on your chest.

He licked a sloppy trail up from your breasts, your neck and to your mouth, “I’m going to break you my beloved, forgive me.” he warned with a huff before picking up his pace. You could barely comprehend what he was saying as the pleasure overtook your body, your hands reaching for purchase on his back, your legs wrapped tight around his waist. “Mmh yes, don’t stop my king, my god.” You praised him loudly as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, the feeling of your tight cunt around him bringing him closer and closer to his breaking point.

He continued his brutal pace however, his powerful hips and dick hitting that euphoric spot inside of you over and over, a feeling you were sure to be newly addicted to once you came undone. You were close, tears falling as you bit down on his shoulder. Your pussy baring down on him like a vice as your first vaginal orgasm crashed into you. “Mydei!” you screamed out his name, his body leaning up quickly to pull out of you in time.

He tugged om himself quickly, his seed spurting out in thick ribbons as you watched him through half lidded eyes. Your peak unlike anything you had ever felt before. The Chrysos Heir’s face above you in pure ecstasy as he came all over your spent pussy. He began saying a prayer to the gods, thanking them for creating you as he wiped the sweat from his brow.

Your pussy ached for more as you milked your pleasure as much as you could, but it was soon overtaken by a dull twinge of pain. You didnt want him knowing you were hurting, so you tried to conceal your pain, to no avail however. The shocked look on his face already let you know he knew something was wrong. “What?” you asked as you followed his eyes to where he was staring intently.

“You’re bkeeding.” he said in a defeated and sad tone. “Fuck, I knew this would happen!” he said angrily and got off of the bed. “This always fucking happens.” He walked off to a nearby table, opening the drawer and fetching some things from it. You scoffed and tried to move but both the pain and the prince stopped you. “Don’t even try it.” he said with a grumble as he quickly brought over a damp cloth to clean you up with. “Didn’t I tell you to stop me if I got too rough?!“ he exclaimed, incredibly mad at himself for damaging his precious gift from the gods above.

“But I didn’t want you to stop!” you exclaimed back, feeling equally upset that he thought he hurt you terribly. “And it’s not even alot of blood, you’re overreacting.” You said as you leaned back on the pillows allowing him to finish cleaning you without any more interruption. He leaned in to give you a kiss once he was done, “Quiet.” he said with a small smile, not wanting to hear your excuses but knowing he didn’t have a choice in that regard.

He then brought you a clean, dry cloth to wear between your legs and you soon cuddled up next to him, kissing his chest lazily as your body began to wind down for sleep. “You’re oddly prepared for that, almost as if this has happned before.” you teased and looked up at him. Mydei’s eyes were closed, his mouth in a tight frown as he sighed through his nose.

“That’s because it has.” he said as he pulled you closer. “I’m a fucking monster. Reckless and wild, no restraint whatsoever when it comes to the things I want. And it doesn’t help that I can’t die, but the people that I choose to lay with can.” You took in his worries, pulling his beautiful face to look at you as you searched his fiery gaze. “You’re no monster my king, you’re my love. And I will be your guide in reason, humanity and love. If you’ll allow me.” you said against his lips. Mydei simply nodded, “Fine, but you’ll need to recover first. Good thing you have a couple of days off from training.” He pulled you in for a kiss, his touches so incredibly gentle against you. “Your new instructor would roam all over Amphoreus just to find a way to kill me for good if I sent you out in this condition.”

The two of you soon fell asleep in each others arms, your sweet and peaceful slumber only interrupted the next morning by Mydei screaming loudly at something or someone. “I’ll have your fucking head on a pike Phainon! Keep laughing!” He exclaimed before making his way back over to you, barely audible grumbles and mumbles falling from his lips.

“The deliverer, wanted you to have this.” he said with a groan, his voice sounding so tired and done from interacting with his trickster of a friend this early in the morning. You took the box from him and opened it to observe its contents, wondering what the knight could have gifted you. Inside the box was a delicious and delectable looking order of golden honeycakes, still warm from the fire and a small bottle of rough ambrosia. But the accompanying note was what made your cheeks get hot, your body almost shooting through the ceiling in embarrassment.

“Hope you’re still breathing after last night, it would be a true shame if I lost you as a student! Stay hydrated and take as much time as you need to recover!”

Mydei took the note from you and crumpled it up, “I swear to the titan of strife himself that I’ll rip that coreflame right out of that fool’s body.” His tone sounded very serious, but he took the box from you anyway, kissing you softly on the lips and telling you that he’ll gladly feed you once the two of you washed up.

A/N: I NEED HIM TO HURT MEEEEEE!! 🗣️yesssssir 🙂‍↕️ i can just imagine the shit eating grin on Phainon’s face as he made that little care package 🤭 what a little bitch lmaoo

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"Influencing influencers"

Im Byron, im kinda popular on the media, wouldnt call myself an influencer but at least an small celebrity for certain people: gay guys. Im popular between gay guys.

Then there is this guy, Tod, he do Is an influencer, another gay guy pretty popular, and we have done some colaboration videos, thanks to this i got a bit of highlights recently, getting more followers, but just some days ago Tod posted something off, at least for his usual:

Fart jokes? Superhero referentes? Both together!? Really weird if you ask me to. The situation got weirder when a lot of popular guys from the "gymbro side" of the media started comenting, celebrating his video... And he wrote back, in the weirder way posible:

"@markobroskii: Sick Bro! Superman Is next

@Tody_yourguy: Aded to the list broski!"

Didnt tought too much about It until he post a video that made my jaw drop:

He wasnt just wearing clothes that didnt match his usual but he was in the lingerie zone playing with the undies, saying he was making the zone 'More enjoyable to the View"

That sell the deal. I send his a message and went to his place to check on him.

In the way to his place i saw his @ on media changing to @Tod_thebro.

Wtf!?

When arrived, i notice diferences since he open the door, he stank!

- Jesus! Tod, thats your smell!?

- Yeah, some bro scent, go ahead bro, take a sit - he said With a voice that sounded diferent, he was talking with this "Frat Bro" acent we used to laugh about.

His apartament was now a mess, full of empty - and not so empty - pizza boxes, empty beer cans, dirty clothes, and sticky looking socks... He offer me a beer from a brand i didnt knew, but i'm not really a drinker so maybe thats why. I took it just to be polite, took some sips... Wasnt that bad.

Tried to find the cleanest place and thats where i sat.

- Sup bro, what did you wanna talk about?

- Well... About this... - I said looking around -Whats happening? First that gross fart video - I saw him chuckle when i mentioned that - then that also gross video on the lingerie store and Now... Look at your apartament, what hapened?

- I woke up bro - thats his only answer.

- Huh?

- I realice that gay life wasnt right for me

- What the fuck you- he interupt me

- Going to the gym, no worries about skin care routine - he keep talking - no worries even about showers, not washing my butt every-time-i-have-a-date - he said that words sounding indeed really sick of it- or not washing my butt at all, no using it for please other guys, just using it for this:

After saying that he lifted a leg and rip a long, smelly and loud fart

PRRRRRRFFFFFFFTTTFFFF the fart resonated for all the place, stinking everything, i had to cover my nose inmediatly, which make Tod laugh.

- Tod, theres no way to go straight, u have always been against that believe!

- Used to, but theres way, and you Will UAAARP agree soon

- What do you mean? - i said confused, and a bit of worried

- See, my awaking start when i had the first can of a beer from this weird brand a hot masc guy gave me, that same beer you are drinking now

Oh fuck.

- Oh n-OOUUUURRRRRP

- It's already starting, bro

- Theres no way, uh-PRRRRRRFFTTTFFFF

Tod was smiling with and almost evil smile, chugged a can of beer, belched and said: Cheers bro.

While here, I was burping non-stop, feeling my brain a bit foggy... Why I was worried about?

...

@ morningboy💕:

Oh!, Byron finally posted something, and it looks like a colab with Tod! Maybe he make him come back to his senses, all his 'turning straight' story really afect to the community.

Anyways lets see the video...

Ok, that outfit was a choice, Byron - I tough

Keep watching.

Oh... Oh no, is Byron having a fart contest with Todd!?

This feels wrong... Wait! Why his user just changed to @Byb-ronski...

[drewsprincessy]

loving you was hard.

warnings: angst, anxiety, anger, comfort, arguing, crying, lmk if i missed any

summary: rafe and reader are in love, but rafe struggles to accept it, he doesnt believe in love.

part one

rafe cameron x female reader.

you had fallen for rafe, hard. it started off with stealing glances at each other every so often, then it escalated to him asking for your number. you two talked every night, dusk til dawn until you couldn't keep your eyes open anymore. you were the only person he was gentle with, the only one he would give affection to, and even crack a smile with.

he caught himself re-reading your texts and smiling at them, going through your insta posts, checking your following, checking your location, and checking when you were last online.

he thought he just needed a quick hookup, and that was all. but no. the way you smile at him and your dimple pokes through your cheek, or maybe its the way your eyes light up when your excited about something.

he doesnt know what it is, but he cant fall in love. your not important, its just all in his head.

he was sitting on the edge of his bed, his head in his hands as he thinks, he regains his composure, shaking his head to try and get rid of the thought. he lets out a long breath, and he stands up. he goes to smoke some weed.

he stops answering your calls, and even stops responding all together. he cant fall in love, he's not fit for a relationship. right?

your a mess. you'd be lying if you said it didn't hurt the way that he ghosted you out of nowhere. but i mean you cant be mad, because your still just a hookup for him. right?

i mean you thought it'd be different because hes never met up with a girl more than once, you guys have even been on real dates. not just the ones where you have sex and not talk for another 2 weeks. you two had gotten to really know each other.

you were just confused, and hurt. you decided you were gonna try to let it go. try and move on, because theres always other men out there.

~

2 weeks pass

you were at home laying in your bed, you just had on a comfy tee shirt, and some yoga shorts.

you had been scrolling thru your phone, giggling at a video you seen on tiktok. you clicked on the comments and scrolled thru them, and you were giggling until a message popped up at the top of your screen. from rafe; your smile faintly drops as you click on the message

-

imessage:

rafe: been thinking about you. um, im really sorry for ditchin you n' shit. i just been going thru stuff and didnt wanna take it out on you. im sorry alright?

y/n: its okay rafe, i understand. call if you need anything. okay?

you were so understanding, and forgiving. even with the half ass apology he gave you, you still forgave him.

-

over the next few weeks, you and rafe start going out again, he fell more and more in love with you, and you felt the same about him. he had enough of it. he couldnt be falling for you.

he was high off drugs, and his breath reeked of alcohol. he was stumbling and could barely walk. there were crowds of people around him at the party he attended to.

you had also been there with rafe, but went off somewhere with kiara and sarah. you decided the topic of conversation was boring, and excused yourself with a "ill be right back." and went to find him.

he had went off into a room with some random chick, they were making out and her clothes were half off. you had almost stumbled on your feet when you walked in, your eyes had immediately began brimming with tears. to save yourself the embarrassment you walk off, quickly as possible. trying to get the hell out of there.

rafe comes outside to where you had walked off to, he immediately catches up to you since his legs were longer, and grabs your arm "whats your problem..why are you crying?" he says, trying not to slur his words

you decide, fuck it. he doesnt care anyway. "your my problem rafe. i fucking love you, i have for a long time. and you lead me on and act like you love me the same way, but then i find you about to hookup with some random girl, that you dont even know! like i dont even exist rafe, and im gonna be honest. that shit HURTS! im so sick of this, im sick of you, and your bullshit excuses, your half ass apologies. FUCK YOU!"

rafe feels a pang of guilt in his chest, even thru the alcohol and drugs. he still manages to muster up some excuse, hes trying to hide the way he feels. "i mean..y/n. what did you expect? i told you what the hell u were gettin into. i dont gain.. feelings. so quit being a damn crybaby"

it starts to rain, and you storm off, even when he yells your name, telling u to come back you dont listen. you kick your heels off, and walk all the way home in the pouring rain.

once u get home, you delete his number, and cry yourself to sleep.

he tries to act as if he doesnt care, he drinks until he passes out.

~

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓭

[pure-smut]

Big HEAR ME OUT but like face sitting Togame? In bed/on the couch or maybe ON HIS SHOULDERS AGAINST A WALL?! He’d definitely love being smothered by thick thighs while eating you out!

The way I’m so down bad for this guy is actually nerve wrecking

smothered.

featuring: Togame Jo x f!reader

contains: facesitting, mildly sub!Togame, unprotected s*x, creampie, missionary, begging

note: all characters are aged up to 21+!

MDNI | 18+ content

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a/n: amazing request ty!! i didnt set out to make togame so subby and needy in this but sometimes the characters take you where they wanna go lmao i hope you enjoy!! i am also so down bad for him its not even funny

Togame Jo’s a pretty slow-moving guy.

He loves being on top of you, of course, but his thrusts are usually long and languid. He loves the feel of you, loves to savour you, and he just never seems to be in a rush.

Unless you’re willing to tease him until he’s feral.

When you pull out the handcuffs with a sly smile, Togame matches your grin with his own. When you tell them they’re not for you but for him, he grins even wider.

You snap the cuffs around his wrists, securing them to the headboard as you straddle Togame. He watches you with his usual lazy smile, green eyes alight with intrigue. You can feel his cock, already hard and pressing against your stomach as you brush a chaste kiss against his lips.

“You look so hot from this angle,” Togame says, eyes raking over you.

“You don’t look so bad yourself,” you reply with a giggle, drinking in the way his shoulder and arm muscles look with his hands tied over his head.

Togame’s cock twitches in anticipation, expecting you to raise your hips and sink down onto him like you usually do when you’re on top. But, to his surprise, you climb further up his body instead.

You hover over his face, your thighs spread lewdly to accommodate the size of his arms next to his head.

“Now this is a welcome surprise,” Togame says, licking his lips.

He can see you’re already wet and the scent of you is intoxicating. Togame lifts his head, trying to reach you but you’re just out of his way.

“Make me cum,” you tell him, a new firmness in your voice. “And I’ll consider letting you fuck me.”

Togame’s eyes widen slightly at your command and he’s surprised by how much his cock throbs in response. You’ve never taken control like this before but he can’t deny how much he’s enjoying it.

At Togame’s nod and grin, you lower yourself onto his face. Togame immediately licks a long stripe, parting your lips. He sucks softly on your swollen bud as you hold onto the headboard to steady yourself.

“Mmm,” a lustful moan rolls off your lips. “Good boy.”

You don’t know where those words came from but they surprise you both. Togame nearly chokes, blood rushing straight to his cock. He starts to pick up his pace, flattening his tongue to swipe broad licks across your clit, desperate to hear you call him that again.

You grind down against him, rolling your hips to rub your clit against Togame’s tongue before angling yourself so he can slide it inside you. You let out another moan, one hand leaving the headboard to pinch your nipple as you throw your head back. You ride Togame’s tongue as he holds it inside you as long as he can, the sound and taste of you driving him crazy.

Fuck, he wants to feel you cum on his tongue. He’ll do anything for it. You’re so wet, it’s making a mess on his face. He flattens his tongue again before moving his head side to side as much as he can, trapped between his arms and your thighs. He wants to be coated in you, he wants to drown in you.

“You like that, baby?” you breathe, looking down at him. “You wanna make me cum?”

Togame’s eyes are closed in bliss, brows knitted in the middle as he gets drunk off the taste of you. He moans against your pussy in response, the vibrations heightening your arousal.

You rock your hips again as Togame laps at you, your orgasm building. You glance behind you and see his swollen cock leaking so much precum, it’s trailing down his shaft. The head is an angry red as Togame desperately bucks his hips. You smirk and turn back to him.

“You gettin’ needy, Jo?” you coo at him.

Fuck yes, he thinks. Togame wants to bury himself inside you, wants to feel your sloppy cunt wrapped around him. He’s always loved fucking you but now he’s on the brink of going feral. You look down and watch the muscles in his arms bulge as he fights against the restraints. When you raise your hips slightly, Togame’s head follows you, keeping his mouth flush to your pussy.

His tongue seeks out your clit once more, flicking over it in the way he knows you love. It works – you gasp, your hole clenching around nothing as you teeter on the edge of your high.

Togame knows you’re close, knows he’s about to feel you cum on his tongue. His cock is aching, his mind desperate as he thrusts up into the air. He can feel the handcuffs biting into his wrists as he pulls against them but he can’t help himself.

As you come undone on his face, a shuddering, quivering mess, Togame growls against your pussy and-

Snap.

He breaks free of the headboard, the chain between his handcuffs snapped clean.

You barely have time to register your surprise before Togame’s flipped you onto your back, switching your positions. The handcuffs dangle uselessly around his wrists as he grabs your ass, raising your hips and sinking himself inside you in one fluid movement.

“Fuck-!” you gasp against the sudden intrusion.

Togame grabs the headboard with one hand as the other digs into the flesh of your ass. He fucks you ferociously, his hips snapping against yours and rattling the bed beneath you. His eyes are on fire, his teeth gritted and grip on you like iron.

Every stroke of his cock sends ripples through you, rubbing against your walls, still sensitive from your orgasm. You grip his bicep, anchoring yourself as Togame slams inside you.

You feel just as heavenly as he knew you would, your welcoming cunt so hot and soft around his aching cock. He’s close already but you’ve awakened something inside him he didn’t realise he had.

“Tell me again,” he groans, using his grip on the headboard to fuck you harder. “Tell me again, I need to hear it.”

You’re confused for a moment, your head addled with pleasure, before you realise what he means.

“You were so good, Jo,” you say, barely above a whisper, your voice hoarse. You feel him throb inside you. “Such a good boy.”

“S-Shit… Fuck…”

Togame throws his head back in a moan as he unleashes himself inside you. You feel his hot cum hit your walls, spilling load after load inside you. Togame bucks, his hips stuttering as his orgasm rips through him, filling you to the brim with his cum.

When Togame collapses on top of you, sweat-slicked and breathing hard, you smooth his hair back from his forehead and kiss his temple.

“Holy fuck,” he breathes, half-laughing.

“Yeah,” you laugh back. “Holy fuck.”

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Hiya there!

I have two questions,

first, what if Katsuki was whipped over a popstar reader?

Also, who's the character in your profile? i wanna maybe draw her.

Much love

-Kovu :>

hello this is LOOOOONG overdue @kovu-bunnbunn im soooo sorry ! i didnt rlly know how to get to this at first cus i've never done hc's before, but either way i hope you like it ! also tumblr just randomly ate this so i had to restart...yay.

p.s.: the character on my profile is my oc ryoko ! she's my mha oc, i'd be so super flattered if you decided to draw her ! (also idk if you couldve guessed but shes my oc x canon katsuki ship I KNOOOOW shocker)

katsuki has literally every single piece of merch he can get his hands on

vinyls, album records, posters, accesories and t-shirts but he never wears them he hides them somewhere in his room so you don't find out he has them.

(you do find out eventually.)

he gets so giddy on the inside when you give him limited edition stuff and that's always something he shows off

"woah man that's limited edition ive been LURKING for that !" "yeah well apparently you haven't been lurkin' hard enough cus I HAVE IT--"

he shows up to all your concerts and somehow he manages to be the loudest one there lmfaooo his ass is NOT on mute.

if you ever take him backstage he's so awkward cus he doesnt know anyone so he just sticks to you (not like he doesn't on the daily)

at most he'll nod at people in greeting (he's kinda scared he'll start stuttering)

but he's scary lookin so the staff n others think he's just protective over you

for sure your other bandmates / staff think he's your personal bodyguard LOLOLOLOL

but nope turns out he's just a loser lol

if you sell photocards as merch or something like that best believe has ALLL of them

collectin em like his phone isn't already filled with pictures of you

his storage about to burst and it's still not enough for 'im LOLOL

he for sure has a secret fan account that entirely revolves around you.

he defends you with his LIFE on there too he's one of them fans😭😭😭

he has a different playlist from specific albums depending on his mood, so whatever playlist he's on there's always at least one song of yours on there

he has a seperate 'bad boy playlist' that he has so you don't find out he's a hyperfan

one time you guys were sharing earbuds in the bus while his playlist was on shuffle and he'd accidently added one of your songs on his edgy dark n brooding cool guy playlist.

needless to say he was more than embarrassed, damn near MORTIFIED and didn't look at you for the whole bus ride 😭😭

gets so flustered when he finds out songs you've written were while you thought of him or were dedicated to him. he gets so blushy about it but he's such a show off

like whenever he hears a song meant for him, he smirks about it to himself and no one understands why but he really doesn't care cus they don't need to understand

cus it's something between you and him <3

all in all, he loves you and your music (and your merch) and he couldn't be prouder to call himself your boyfriend <3