#and i didn't wanna stress myself out and make myself hate it

[punknerdmusings]

Hera design for that game I'm making. She's still a rough sketch technically, but I'm also not the most experienced in pixel art 😅 Especially at this size (150 by 200 was original canvas size). Hilariously, smaller is sometimes easier.

Her hair is one of my favorite details, it's braided close to her head but the ends are left loose to be a hair sculpture reminiscent of peacock feathers.

@creatingblackcharacters Thought you might enjoy this one!

[libraford]

Today was supposed to be my last day at parks, but I've been fighting a cold for the past week and the temp outside is below freezing. So I went to work to turn in my keys, told the boss I was sick and he said 'see you in spring.'

And I am always thinking about how, last season at the photo studio, I gave my boss a 24 hour notice that I was having a serious bronchitis flare-up and that I wouldn't be able to make the 1.5 hour trip to work. And she said 'wow, you're never sick, so it must be serious. But we really need you tomorrow, you know how important this account is and your efficiency is key to getting everyone done on time. If you can make it on Wednesday I promise you can have Thursday off. But we really really need you!"

And I'm coughing up a lung, I'm disoriented, head hurts, body hurts, chills, fever- if you didn't know about bronchitis you'd think it was covid.

And I caved, because I'm a people-pleaser. And I got up at 5am to drive 1.5 hours to a town out in the middle of nowhere that pays us big money but i only get a little bit of, sat there with a box of chloroseptic cough drops, stressing myself out, stressing the teachers out because they think I'm contagious, stressing the kids out because they think it's covid, no lunch break because its 1600 students and they never scheduled us any downtime, 1.5 hours back to crash when I get home and be miserable for 3 days, when I could have taken the day off and recovered in less time.

Only for her to then turn around at the time of employee reviews and tell me that I'm difficult to work with because if I don't get my way I throw a tantrum and that my noncompliance is a liability, and that I go too fast.

And this morning I walked into the break room said "Hey jim- I hate to do this to you on my last day, but I've been fighting a cold all week and I don't wanna get everyone else sick."

"You wanna go home?"

"If it's not too much trouble."

"You coming back next year?"

"Thats the plan."

"See you then. I'll take your keys."

[jellymochii]

thinking about face sitting with chan, you would be having a bad day just overall be so stressed and he wanted to help you unwind after your long hard day but you didn’t want to hurt and he’d be like “you could never hurt me” and just give endless reassurance as he’s bringing your body down to his face

YEYSYEUSYESS I LOVE THIS IDEA as a girl with big thighs myself <3

cw: smut, cunnilingus, mentions of weight insecurity

Imagine you'd come home from a long, hard day at work, and all you wanted to do was get a meal in your systen and kick your feet back on the couch - but that sinking feeling returns to your belly as you take a look at your now swollen legs from all the running around you've been doing.

You hate the way your legs and your whole body look. All you can see are your hip dips and fat thighs. How could you let yourself go like this? You'd have to find a way to lose the fat, or else you'd he unlovable to everyone, you'd be unlovable to him. Besides, boys prefer skinny girls anyway, you thought.

You resisted your body's urge for some much needed nutrition and trudged your way to the couch to fall asleep and wait until Chan got home. Maybe you could magically lose 20 pounds in your slumber, if you were lucky.

You drifted off to sleep with the thoughts of your unworthiness lulling you into a depression, only to be woken shortly after by gentle kisses to your forehead.

"Well g'morning to you, sleepyhead." Chan whispered endearingly.

"Mmmm, sorry babe, long day." You muttered in your sleepy confusion.

For a brief second, it seemed as though your angst was gone-only to reappear immensely as you gazed at his loving face. He was so beautiful, so hardworking and kind, it's no wonder he had millions of adoring fans. You though? You felt like you were nothing compared to him, just a nobody in the presence of a man blessed by the goddess of beauty. Tears began to prickle in your eyes as your emotions flooded your system.

Chan took quick notice to this, scrambling to figure out what was wrong and how he could help out. He spent the next hour brushing his fingers through your hair and listening attentively to your thoughts of worthlessness, wishing he could take away the pain you felt and making his own tears threaten to spill.

"Here, baby, let me make you feel better." Chan whispered as he grabbed your hand and led you to the bedroom. What you didn't expect was for him to lay flat on the bed and motion you with his fingers to come towards him.

"C'mere baby, come sit on your throne." He said as he motioned you to sit on his face.

"Oh, uh, but I-I don't wanna hurt you, I'm a little too-" Your words were cut off swiftly by Chan's palm cupping your mouth.

"No buts, you deserve it. Now sit." He retorted.

"You don't have to do this just to make me feel better, babe. I don't wanna hurt you...or suffocate you either." You remarked.

"Oh Y/N...you could never hurt me. What do you think I train with Changbin so much for? Besides, air is for pussies-I want it all.

Slightly more persuaded by his words, you slid your panties off and crept over to him, hovering over his face and giving him a view of your glistening cunt.

"Ffffuuuuck, look at that. Is this all for me?" Chan asked as he brought his digits to your folds, spreading them apart to give him the best view possible.

"God, Y/N, you don't know how fucking sexy you are. All of this gorgeous body and these soft ass thighs-I'm so lucky." He said as he took his free hand and began to knead at your plush thighs, soaking up every part of this moment.

"Are you sure you want me to do this? You can stop, anytime, promise." You replied nervously.

"Positive."

"Are you absolutely positive?"

"Yes, I'm absolutely positive."

"Ok, just make sure you tap whenever you need some-AANGH~" You cried out suddenly as he grasped your hips and shoved your body onto his face, instantly devouring your pussy like a starved man.

You couldn't help but buck your hips against the tip of his nose, especially when it hit your clit in just the right spot, making the most unholy moans escape your throat. The sounds of Chan's tongue skillfully slurping up your juices from every part of your sopping cunt was enough in itself to make you cum, even more so when he snaked his hands from under your thighs to grasp your ass desperately.

You lifted yourself off of him out of fear of hurting him, only to be met with the face of Chan, eyes furrowed and covered in your juices.

"Did I say get up? No, now get back down here and let me worship you."

Needless to say, you were gonna be in for a long night. Chan was gonna make sure you knew you were perfect, even if it meant eating you out all night long.

[carlosainzgf]

Hiiii i love ur writing sm!!!! Can u write a kang dae ho x reader where we had Dated before the games but broke up because of our depts. And we meet again in the games and he was heart broken to see reader there and reader had been ’rude’ (not mean or anything but telling him they dont need his help etc) but after reader had seen how he acted with player 222. They got sad (jealous?) because they thought that they had something going on between those two. But after a near death experience reader Seeks for dae ho’s comfort and he makes sure reader is okay and comforts them. SORRY IT THIS IS CRINGE BUT I HAVE NOT BEEN ABLE TO GET THIS OFF MY MIND AND I CANT WRITE SHIT💔💔💔😔😔😔

the irony of fate

kang dae ho x reader (fluff)

(the words in a different font are throw backs)

the silence in the room was frightening. the metal beds, lined up in precise rows, offered little solace after the chaos of the first game. you fell onto one of the mattresses, exhausted, your breathing still uneven. the memory of the sharp sound of gunshots tormented you. as you massaged your temples, someone occupied the bunk in front of you. you didn't look up, too focused on calming your nerves, until you heard a familiar laugh, sarcastic and full of that carefree tone you always hated.

"well, this is quite a romantic meeting, don't you think?"

you raised your head. there he was, dae-ho, sitting on the bed with one leg crossed over the other, his long black hair as messy as ever, it was just longer than the last time you saw him. his eyes glittered with a mocking spark, and the crooked smile that you knew so well was there, intact.

“no way,” you murmured.

the last time you saw him, things ended badly, very badly. and now, after years of trying to bury it in your memory, it has appeared here, in this nightmare of a place.

“i can’t keep living like this dae ho!” you yelled. “i tried, i really did, but…i can’t anymore. we’re not good for each other. all we’ve been doing is fight for the last few months!”

“you’re giving up on us?” he sounded hurt.

“im not ‘giving up’ dae ho! i tried. it’s not working.”

and you haven’t seen him ever since.

you didn’t wanna break up but you had to. you were both so deep in depth. you both lived constant fear of being found by the people you owed money to. lots of money. the stress of you two brought both you down. you weren’t happy. all you did was fight. you didn’t spend time with each other due to working many jobs. you didn’t make love due to tiredness. you didn’t care for each other like you always did.

the break up took a toll on him. he wasn’t himself anymore. he fell apart after losing you. and he hated you for it. deep down he knew it wasn’t your fault but he couldn’t help it.

“come with me. i found a group of people to stick to. you’ll be safer.” he was still the old caring dae ho deep down. he will always care for you and you knew it.

“no thank you. i can take care of myself.”

“please stop being arrogant for once!” he said a little bit louder.

“i said no! don’t act like you care about me.” you turned your back to him, signaling for him to leave. he looked at your back for a few seconds but decided to leave. he knew how stubborn you could be.

───୨ৎ─── ───୨ৎ─── ───୨ৎ───

your eyes somehow looked for dae ho at every game, making sure he was alive. but every time you looked for him, he was with this girl.

she was short, pretty, around the same age as you. she always kept a hand on her stomach. she was pregnant, you figured.

dae ho always kept a hand on her shoulder or her back, supporting her and looking out for her. you couldn’t help but feel jealous.

did they have something between them? were they dating? was that his baby? did they join the game together? questions occupied your brain.

you soon snapped out of when your thoughts were interrupted by the mechanical voice, explaining the game.

mingle.

first round was ten people. a purple haired man pulled you into their group before you could look for another team to join.

the man was reckless. his pupils were dilated, he was weirdly jolly. he was high. but he had saved you. he kept talking about how you were beautiful as a flower and constantly flirted with you even when gunshots were blaring your ears. he didn’t let go of you when you left the room. he kept you by his side during other rounds.

until it was time to get into groups of four. you didn’t even have time to figure out what was happening when he kicked you in the gut and you fell to the ground, harshly. you couldn’t breathe. it was like all the oxygen left your lungs by how hard he kicked you. panic consumed you.

you couldn’t move. couldn’t yell. then your eyes met dae ho’s. he was about to go in to a room, and save himself when he saw you.

he didn’t think. not even for a second. he didn’t hesitate. he just ran.

10, 9, 8

he ran for you. he picked you up from the ground.

7, 6, 5

he was looking through rooms, trying to find where there were two people inside to make a group of four.

4, 3, 2

he was almost sure you both were going to die. but he didn’t mind. he would be gone with you in his arms. for him, to die by your side would’ve been a heavenly way to die.

just when he had accepted his faith someone pulled you both into a room with them. gi hun and young il.

1, 0.

gunshots once again filled your ears. dae ho sat you both to the ground and started asking if you were hurt. panic in his eyes, trying to make sure you were okay.

you didn’t answer. just grabbed his face and placed a longing kiss to his lips. it didn’t feel foreign. it felt like home.

tears ran down your face as you kissed. dae ho pulled away, wiped the tears away and placed a kiss on your forehead.

“don’t ever leave my side again. okay?”

“okay.”

gi hun and young il watched the interaction, confused, as you hugged each other, pulling the other impossibly closer, mumbling loving words, telling one another how much you missed each other and how nothings the same without them.

who knew such a place would bring you back to each other. what an irony of fate.

𓍯𓂃𓍯𓂃𓍯𓂃𓍯𓂃𓍯𓂃𓍯𓂃𓍯𓂃𓍯𓂃𓍯𓂃𓍯

i loooved this req! please send moree 🫶🫶

-love, a.

[firewasabeast]

Part 2 of my injured Tommy fic.

Tommy watched the clock with distain in his eyes. Every second that ticked by felt like it was mocking him.

Just another second since he left you. Another second since you drove him away. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

He hated that stupid clock.

He also hated that his and Evan's bed was in the living room, and their hallway was covered in plastic sheets for the remodel, and that all their cabinets and countertops had to be lowered, and that he still had to have help when he took a shower or took a shi-

“Knock knock!” Eddie's voice interrupted Tommy's thoughts. Probably a good thing, he figured. He was very close to throwing his stress ball directly at the clock and, hopefully, shattering it to pieces.

“In here,” Tommy said, rolling his eyes afterward. Because of course that's where he was. He was never not in the living room these days.

“I brought new movies and...” his voice drifted as soon as he got a good look at Tommy. “What's wrong?”

Tommy sighed. “Please. It's not like Evan didn't send you.”

“Buck didn't send me. Why would Buck be sending me?”

“Because we fought.”

“Really?” Eddie asked, and if he was faking surprise, he was doing a really good job. “What about?”

“He's...” Tommy huffed. “He's trying to help me all the time and there's some things I wanna do on my own. Too much hovering.”

“S'normal,” Eddie replied. He headed over to the couch to sit.

Tommy turned in the chair to get himself into position to transfer. “Can you pull my arm up a little so I can get on the couch?”

Eddie leaned back, staring at Tommy. “You got it.”

“I don't really ever do transfers by myself, Eddie.”

“Good time to start. Come on,” he patted the couch, “this is way more comfy than the chair.”

“Eddie, I-” he gripped onto the armrests just enough to make himself squirm. “I'm really tired and I'd rather you just help me.”

“Mm. No.”

“No?” Tommy questioned.

Eddie nodded. “Consider it tough love. I know you're not tired, Man. You've got a look on your face that says you're ready for about four or five rounds of Muay Thai. Use up some of that energy to get yourself on the damn couch.”

Tommy wanted to scream. Forget the clock, he wanted to throw the stress ball right at Eddie's head.

He squeezed it harder instead, his nails digging into the ball. “Can you at least not look at me while I do it?” he asked, teeth gritted together.

“What's that matter? I've helped you shower.”

He glared up at Eddie, his cheeks turning red. “You're really pissing me off, Man.”

“I can see that.”

“Can't you leave me the hell alone?!” Tommy yelled. “Go screw up your own life again or something!”

Eddie didn't waver. Face didn't falter for a second. “The great part about us being friends,” he said, leaning toward Tommy ever so slightly, “is that you can't hurt my feelings the same way you can hurt Buck's. You can either stay a grump in that uncomfortable chair, or be a grump on this very comfy couch.”

Tommy huffed and puffed and was fairly sure if humans could breathe fire than there would definitely be some coming out of his nose. He angrily pulled the brakes on his chair, then used all the upper body strength he had to push himself up and onto the couch. It took awhile. A lot longer than he'd like to admit, actually, but eventually he was seated on the couch. He tugged on his sweatpants, straightening out his legs until his feet were flat against the floor. Then he leaned forward and released one of the brakes so he could swivel the chair off to the side.

“Hell yeah!” Eddie cheered, reaching over to smack his hand against Tommy's shoulder.

Tommy would've liked to still be angry with him, but he was too busy gasping for breath. He was also actually a little proud of himself too. “Sorry,” he muttered once he was able to speak again. “I didn't mean what I said. I'm just being an ass today.”

“No problem, Dude. So, why don't you tell me the real reason you fought with Buck?”

“I already did.”

“Please, that was total bull and we both know it. You fought because Buck's trying to help and you don't want it, yet you wanted me to help you? Plus, Buck's been hovering for two months now and you've never said a word even though you can do half this stuff by yourself. Transferring was one of the first things they taught you in the hospital. Real reason.” Eddie snapped his fingers near Tommy's face. “Go.”

“It's stupid.”

“Of course it is. Tell me anyway.”

Tommy ran his hand over his forehead, wiping away the thin layer of sweat that had settled there. “I...” his voice trailed off as he thought about how to say what he'd been thinking. “I feel like he's settling for me now.”

“Buck?” Eddie questioned. “You feel like he's settling?”

Tommy nodded. “Yeah.”

“Okay, so dumber than I thought.”

“Eddie.”

“I'm kidding, I'm kidding! Why would you ever think that?”

“Eddie, the guy he fell in love with was a firefighter pilot. Someone who flew through hurricanes and landed helicopters on capsized cruise ships. Not... this,” he said, motioning down at his lower half. “I don't even know what this is anymore.”

“Hm.” Eddie nodded his head, thinking for a moment before responding. “Gotta say, if that's how you feel about Buck, then I'm not sure you know him at all.”

Tommy ran a hand over his eyes, trying to stop them from burning. “That's the stupid part, Eddie, I don't feel that way about Buck. I feel that way about me. I know how irrational it is and I know he still loves me, but there's this voice in the back of my mind that always starts running its mouth.”

Eddie huffed out a laugh. “I've got one of those too. Sounds like my mother.”

“I think mine's my dad. And me a little bit too.”

“What's the voice say?”

“A lot of things. Mostly, it makes me feel useless. I've always had a plan, Eddie, ever since I was a kid. There was school, and football, and knowing that the second I was old enough I'd do whatever I had to do to get out of my dad's house. Then I had the army, and flying, and after that I went right into being a firefighter. I did that for so long before transferring to Harbor and flying again, but I always had a plan. I was always somebody. I was something. Now I...” he sighed. “I don't know who or what I am. I don't know what to do with my life. And Evan didn't fall in love with that guy. He fell in love with cool, confident Tommy. Which makes me feel like he's settling now, because he could be doing anything.”

His eyes burned. He kept wiping at them, trying to catch each tear before they could fall. “He should be doing anything,” he said, lip trembling. “He's young, and smart, and so damn handsome. He should be living his life, Eddie, not working part time so he can be home with me.” He gave up on the tears, sniffling as they started to fall. “He spends every waking moment either working or taking care of me, and it's not fair to him. It's not.”

Eddie waited. Waited until Tommy's breathing returned to normal and the tears calmed before hitting him with a, “You know you're never gonna walk again, right?”

Tommy looked like all the air had been sucked out of the room. His eyes widened comically as he stared at Eddie, shocked. “I- I'm aware. Thanks?”

Eddie shrugged. “I'm just saying, this all happened like two months ago. That's it. Two months, Tommy. You don't have to have everything figured out yet. Hell, you've got a lot more figured out right now than I do at any given moment.”

“Doesn't feel that way. Feels like everything's a mess, and I'm a burden. We're having to use all my savings for the renovations, and Buck's taking care of all the bills while only working part time, and paying Carla to take care of me when he's working. Then he's coming home to do PT with me and cook for me and help me use the damn bathroom.” His voice cracked again at the last admission, but he cleared his throat and continued. “God, Eddie, he was so upset but he still asked if I needed to use the bathroom before he left.”

“So that's what it was all really about then?” Eddie asked. “You were just trying to push him away?”

“Yeah,” he nodded. “I think so. And I know this part isn't forever. I'll figure out the cooking once the kitchen is done, I'll learn new ways to exercise, we'll have an actual bedroom again, I'll be able to transfer to the toilet and into the shower. It's not that I mind the help, because you're right, I love the fact he takes care of me. I just hate that he has to. I don't want to hold him back. Don't want him to have regrets.”

“Man, your brain really is working overtime,” Eddie said, a hand rubbing at the back of his neck. “It's wrong, by the way, your brain I mean. Buck's obsessed with you still. Like, obnoxiously so. He's always looking at the clock, waiting to get home to you. He tries out PT exercises on us, researches meals that'll give you enough protein to keep up your upper body strength. Won't shut up about you on calls.” He laughed when he saw a smile playing on Tommy's face. “Seriously, last week we had this woman on a stretcher who happened to have a husband named Tommy, and Buck just lights up. Starts going on and on about how he has a fiancé named Tommy who has taught him all about monster trucks, and shown him all these movies, and is the coolest, and sweetest, and hottest, man he's ever met. No joke, Tommy, the woman asked if we could give her a sedative so she wouldn't have to listen anymore.”

Tommy laughed at that, some of the stress visibly leaving his body. “If you ask Carla, she'd say the same thing,” he admitted. “Evan's all I talk about, all day long. I know it has to drive her nuts.”

“You two love birds are meant for each other, whether your dad in your head likes it or not. And if you really think Buck's gonna leave you because of one stupid fight... you're dumber than I thought.”

“He's right.” The sound of Buck's voice made both Eddie and Tommy turn toward the living room entryway. “I mean, not about the dumb part. But, thinking I'll leave you.”

“I- I didn't hear you get home,” Tommy said nervously. He eyed Buck up and down, like he was expecting him to have physically changed in the last two hours.

“I was quiet, I guess.” He glanced at the wheelchair, then at Tommy on the couch. “You transferred.” It wasn't a question.

Tommy nodded. “Yeah, I did. Took a hot minute, but I did it.”

“Did Eddie harass you into it?”

Tommy smiled softly. “It's a very effective method, apparently.”

“I'll have to stick around next time,” Buck replied, smiling back, “and take notes.”

Eddie's eyes shifted between the two of them, noticing that they couldn't seem to stop staring at each other.

“I think my work here is done,” he said, getting up and giving Tommy a pat on the leg. “See ya, Man.”

Tommy cleared his throat. “Yeah, yeah. Bye, Eddie.”

He squeezed Buck's shoulder as he passed by. “See you tomorrow.”

Buck smiled at him. “See ya.”

They stayed silent until the door shut, leaving the two of them alone.

“I'm so sorry I snapped at you.” Tommy inwardly cursed at the fact he couldn't seem to stop himself from getting emotional anymore.

“I'm sorry I hovered.”

“That's not... Evan, that's not why I really got upset.”

“Yeah, I figured. I've been here for a while, actually, I just... I haven't heard you open up like that since the accident.”

“Can you come here?” Tommy asked, patting his lap. As Buck walked over, Tommy held out his hand. Buck took it as he sat beside him on the couch, gently resting his legs over Tommy's. “I don't want you thinking I'm not thankful for everything you've done. I am endlessly grateful, Evan.”

“I don't want you thinking you're not enough for me.” Tommy looked down as Buck spoke, until Buck hooked two fingers under Tommy's chin and tilted his head up so their eyes met. “My love for you has never been based on your job, or what you're capable of. I love you. I love your personality, and your smile, and how you care about people, and how you always seem to know when I'm not okay, and how you listen. All of it. You still have everything that makes you you, Tommy. Everything I love is still right here,” he said, placing a hand over Tommy's heart.

Tommy reached up and placed his hand over Buck's. “We were supposed to get married today,” he said, his lip trembling.

Buck nodded, tears in his eyes. “I know.”

“Would you... Would you still want to?”

Buck froze. “Are- Are you serious?”

Tommy nodded. “I still want a real wedding, sometime soon. But, I really just wanna be married to you.”

“Eddie probably hasn't gotten too far yet,” Buck said, practically jumping up to pull his phone out of his pocket. “He could come back; be our witness?”

“Good idea. I'll get back in my chair so I'm ready when he gets here.”

“Need any help?” Buck asked, phone to his ear as he waited for Eddie to pick up.

“That's okay,” Tommy answered with a smile. “I got it.”

[hrtzstargirl]

I Wanna Be Yours.

Danielle Marsh.

Synopsis: She figured it out. Why she keeps throwing you those loving eyes, after a long time of being confused finally she is certain about one thing. Being yours.

Part 1

Pairing: Danielle Marsh x 6th!member!reader

Warnings/side notes: I decided to make a part 2 of my first Danielle fic, I thought it's cute and necessary because of how the first ended🥲 I'm posting a lot these days, cuz it's winter break! I am feeling that christmas spirit that's why I'm not lazy the past few days LMAO, anyway MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!

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Danielle is confused. She's very confused, why? Because Minji's words are starting to hit her, she couldn't get her words out of her head. She's been acting different lately but is trying to mask it by being bubbly as usual.

One thing she hates the most whenever she's feeling like this or when she's out of her mind—is that you noticed. You always did and Danielle hates it. She hates how you can read her like an open book, hates it how you know her better than herself, hates it when you understand her feelings better than she does.

Due to the stress, she's been distancing herself from you and it's driving you insane. And the fact that Hanni's words seems to hit too.

Danielle slumped down on the couch, her mind seems to be drifting to somewhere else. The noises of the green room fell on her deaf ears. There she is again, zoning out, staring into the distance.

No matter how much she tried, her thoughts will always comes back to you. Your smile, you laugh, your goofiness, your loser personality, how you make her feel like she's the only girl in this world, how you treat her, you're an entire green forest in her eyes.

She always found herself staring at you from afar with that same look, the same look she and Minji talked about, the same reason why she isn't feeling like herself the past few weeks.

She couldn't shake those butterflies in her stomach, she isn't a fool, she knows what it means. She's just wasn't sure why and how.

She feels the spot next to next sink, indicating someone sat next to her. She didn't have to turn her head to look, she know who it was.

"Dani, there it is again." She heard Minji let out a deep sigh.

"Can't help it if she looks like that." Danielle replied, her eyes glued to your figure, putting the ear piece on and letting the staff members fix the wires and your clothes.

"I know, but you're making this hard on yourself."

"I'm not... I'm just—taking the time to think about this thoroughly."

"Thoroughly? Why, isn't she worth the risk?" Haerin popped out, sending Minji an apologetic smile after she flinched.

"She is. She's worth everything I have, I'm just afraid that I will hurt her in the future. Hurt her because I couldn't get myself together.." Danielle responded, giving Minji no time to scold Haerin for popping out so suddenly.

"Danielle, she's worried. She noticed how you distance yourself. She knows everything and she don't like it." Minji placed her hand on Danielle's shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze.

"I know."

"You have to talk to her."

"I know."

Minji sighed, her voice softening. "Dani, sometimes the best way to figure things out is to talk about them. You owe it to yourself and to her."

"I know, just give me time." Danielle's eyes couldn't help but softened at the sight of you smiling ang giggling at something Hyein said.

"You have time, just make sure that time doesn't run out." Minji replied gently, giving Danielle's shoulder a comforting squeeze.

Danielle sighed, her gaze still fixed on you. "It's just... she's so important to me. I don't want to mess this up."

Minji smiled, her tone supportive. "I understand, Dani. But sometimes, you have to take risks for the people you care about. Talk to her, let her know what's been going on. She deserves to hear it from you."

"I will, unnie."

Minji gave her a reassuring smile before leaving to annoy Hanni. Danielle's eyes lingered on you for what felt like eternity before the staffs announced that they're up on stage next.

May God have mercy on her poor heart, you're too beautiful for the world to see, they don't even deserve to see you. Before Danielle get lost in her thoughts again, you turn around, catching her eyes before giving her a small smile and leaving.

"Bro! We're up next, come on!" Hanni's loud voice called out to her.

"Yeah, coming." She muttered before standing up to join the rest of the girls.

The whole performance, her eyes always finds you, the fans noticed it, the girls, and of course you did. It confuses you, avoiding you but kept her eyes on you, what's wrong with her?

A question even herself she can't answer. She watches you dance flawlessly, entrance the audience with your voice, bring even the strongest men on their knees with your beauty.

She's down bad, she wants you and she can't do anything about it. Not until she fixes herself and her mistakes to be better for you.

Danielle felt a storm of emotions swirling inside her. Every time she looked at you, her heart ached with longing. She couldn't tear her gaze away from you, no matter how hard she tried. The connection she felt was undeniable, but her own insecurities and fears held her back.

As the performance continued, Danielle's resolve began to waver. She knew she couldn't keep avoiding you forever. Sooner or later, she would have to confront her feelings and find a way to bridge the gap that had grown between you.

And maybe, just maybe, she would find the courage to tell you how much you meant to her.

--

The night is cold, colder than usual. Maybe it's because it's winter. Snow falls from the sky, landing softly on the ground, creating a serene, white blanket over everything. The streetlights cast a warm glow, illuminating the snowflakes as they drift lazily down.

You pull your coat around yourself, breath visible in the chilly air, the snow crunch between your feet as you walk wherever they take you. It's Christmas tomorrow, it's not your favorite holiday but it's still the best.

You stare at the lights in front of you, the silly light shows of Christmas decorations twinkling in a multitude of colors. Each one seems to pulse with its own rhythm, creating a mesmerizing display. The festive cheer in the air contrasts with the turmoil in your heart, and you can't help but feel a bit overwhelmed.

The decorations are whimsical, with reindeer prancing and Santa Claus waving from rooftops. The trees are adorned with glittering ornaments and garlands, casting a warm, inviting glow. It's a scene straight out of a holiday movie, but your mind is elsewhere, caught up in thoughts of Danielle.

As you take in the lights, you hear footsteps approaching. Turning your head, you see Danielle walking towards you, her breath visible in the chilly air. She stops beside you, her gaze also drawn to the decorations.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" She said without looking at you.

"Yeah.." You muttered a response but you weren't looking at the decorations anymore. Your gaze is now on the girl beside you, watching the lights reflect in her eyes, making them seem to sparkle, adding to the magic of the moment.

Why is she here? Wasn't she supposed to be with Haerin and Hyein? Did she ditched them to be here with me? Why is she like this..? Thoughts ran through your head, wondering and wondering.

After weeks of avoiding me, why is she here now? You couldn't help but feel an ounce of anger. She can't just ignore you and then act like nothing had happened between you two.

She turned to you, her eyes soft and held some emotions you couldn't explain—was it guilt? Sadness? Love-what? Maybe anger—why is she angry?

Your eyes stares at her face, you couldn't help but feel a weird feeling in your stomach, it's tickling yet comforting. It's a lovely feeling, she's getting beautiful each passing seconds, won't be long until she officially became a Goddess.

"Y/n." She said softly, hearing your name fall from her tongue makes you see stars, you never liked your name, but when she says it. It sounds so beautiful, like a prayer in the warm night air.

You felt a surge of emotions, your heart racing at the sound of your name spoken with such tenderness. The way she looked at you, with a mixture of hope and vulnerability, made your breath catch in your throat.

"Danielle." You replied with the same tone, the same tenderness she had used when saying your name.

A shiver ran down her spine as she heard her name spoken with such affection. It felt like the world had stopped, leaving just the two of you in a bubble of warmth amidst the cold night air.

The snow continued to fall softly around you, each flake adding to the quiet beauty of the moment. Danielle's eyes were filled with a storm of emotions—guilt, hope, and something deeper that you couldn't quite place but made your heart beat faster.

"I've missed you." She admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

You looked at her with a mixture of confusion and concern. "I never left, Dani. Why did you miss me?"

Danielle's eyes softened, a hint of sadness and vulnerability in her gaze. "It's not about you physically being here. It's about the connection we had, the closeness. I've been avoiding you because I was scared of my feelings. But in doing so, I felt like I lost you."

You felt a ache in your heart. Of course you missed her too, you want to be mad at her for avoiding you so suddenly. Maybe this is the chance for her to enlighten you why.

"I've missed you too. More than you know." You admitted, your voice tinged with both longing and frustration.

She felt it. Danielle felt the frustration in your voice, she's angry at herself for making you suffer her pain too. All she wanted for you was to be happy, but her distance affected you as well.

"I'm so sorry, my Y/n." Her voice trembling, vulnerability can be felt. "For distancing myself, for making you feel my pain too. I never meant for it to happen."

You stare at her in softly, the sincerity and remorse in her voice cutting through the frustration you had felt. You reached out, gently lifting her chin so her eyes met yours. Wiping the tear that feel from her beautiful eye.

"I thought having time alone with myself would help me realize that I want to be the best version of myself for you. You don't deserve the Danielle who shuts everyone out whenever she feels down. No, you deserve better—the one who will come to you when she feels down, the one who will never distance herself."

Your eyes filled with confusion, why is she telling you this? "Dani, what are you talking about?"

She choked up a sob, stopping herself from crying out loud. Her guilt is eating her alive, she doesn't have the strength to hide it anymore.

"I like you—wait no scratch that. I love you." She breath out, "I love you that's why I want to be better for you. I have bad habits, Haerin asked me why do I have to think this thoroughly? It's because I don't want to hurt you one way or another. I want you to have the Danielle you deserve. And right now, I am not the best version of myself. It sucks—I know, I hate it when you notices my mood before the others. hate it when you're there for me, hate you for being so understanding and beautiful, hate it when other people try to steal you from me, hate it when—"

She didn't have time to finish when you suddenly press your lips against hers. Effectively shutting her up, she stood frozen—unable to process.

For a moment, everything seemed to stand still. The world around you faded away, leaving just the two of you in that intimate, breathtaking moment. Danielle's eyes widened in surprise, but slowly, she began to relax into the kiss, her hands gently finding their way to your waist, while yours on her shoulders.

Before you two could get lost in each others lips, you forced yourself to pull away, your cheeks flushed red, from the cold and blush spreading across your face.

Danielle's eyes fluttered open, her own cheeks mirroring the same rosy hue. She looked at you with a mixture of surprise and longing, her breath coming in soft, visible puffs in the chilly air.

"I love you too." That's all Danielle need to pull you in for another kiss, pull you closer until there was no space left between you.

The warmth of her embrace and the softness of her lips made your heart race. The world around you seemed to disappear, leaving just the two of you in that perfect moment. The snow continued to fall gently, creating a serene and magical backdrop for your kiss.

When you finally pulled away, both of you were breathless, your cheeks flushed with a mix of cold and the intensity of your emotions. Danielle's eyes sparkled with happiness, and she smiled at you, her heart full of love.

"Please don't distance yourself again. My love, you're already the best version of yourself in my eyes, we can deal with anything as long as we're together. Promise me you won't do it again." You held out your pinky finger to her.

She smiled softly, the storm in her eyes now long gone, replaced by love and happiness. She interlocked her pinky finger with yours. "I promise."

"I wanna be yours." She whispered while staring into your eyes.

"You're already mine." You replied softly, a tender smile spreading across your face.

Danielle's eyes sparkled with happiness, and she felt a sense of peace wash over her. She couldn't be happier, and neither could you.

As you two shared your wonderful moment together, the girls watched from afar, Hyein was trying to bite into a candy cane, Haerin munched on cookies, while Hanni and Minji stood with pride smiles on their faces.

"How did you convinced Dani to finally talk to her?" Hanni asked, her eyes still glued to the two of you.

"I didn't, it's those two who did." Minji nodded towards the two younger members who's busy eating, earning an amuse chuckle from the other.

[axtonorian]

I know I said I was nervous about word vomiting on here but I really NEED to talk about Eclipse. Specifically what's happening and leading up to his breakdown.

I wanna talk about everything leading up to it. Moving dimensions, the dead kids, Ruin showing up, the stuff with Lefty and Captain, The mimic, Puppet, Charlie. There's so much that's been going on in his life during the past...5-7 months? And I just have to talk about it.

The reason I bring up moving dimensions as contributing to the breakdown and stress is, change is hard. Moving is hard. Even if you want to move or go somewhere else it can still be overwhelming. Not only that but he had to meet all these new people that, at first, he hated and wanted nothing to do with them. Not only that but because of Sun and Moon he was basically forced to deal with his own trauma and get over it to help these two goobers who couldn't even communicate normally. He also had people constantly coming into the theater, which was supposed to be somewhat his space, and asking him for help and needing him to do things. Which had to have been stressful. Then the lab was supposed to be his space but everyone else found that too and went in without his knowledge.

Then the murders started happening. Everyone was stressed out all of the time, but he especially. I don't think that the situation was worse or easier for anyone involved but his upset was the most noticeable because it felt a bit out of character. We weren't really used to seeing him so vulnerable yet? Even with him helping Puppet and Earth it was still kinda weird. But the more it happened the more in character it felt. It was easy to tell he was not well. He's never really been well but he was doing a bit worse. I don't think anyone ever really addressed to each other how all the kids were affecting them. Eclipse, Sunlight, and Puppet are all THE WORST at doing this. I don't put Moonlight in this list because I actually think he's pretty good at talking about what upsets him and getting his emotions out, from what I've seen. But they should've talked about it. Especially Eclipse. He definitely felt useless during that time because he couldn't save some of those kids. And it's essentially happening again. His kids are in danger because of THE SAME MURDERER + another murderer and he feels useless.

There's so so soooo much grief and anger piling up that it's crushing him. The Mimic showing him what "could've been" if only he had tried to talk things out or hadn't been so "stupid". Losing Puppet, FC and Foxy leaving him behind to pick up the pieces of what happened. Trying to take care of Charlie and trying to get two of his kids back. He hasn't even finished Andrew, Jake, or Andy's bodies.

Now onto the breakdown itself. It started before that call, you could hear it in his voice. Then William gave him two weeks and Roxanne walked in at actually the perfect time. If she hadn't showed up he might not have gotten to let his emotions out the way he needed to. Then he started projecting on her HEAVILY and you cannot convince me otherwise.

"Is it in your nature to screw me over?" -This one might be pushing it but he's always been in his own way. Eclipse has always had an issue with getting out of his own way. Keeping himself from making good healthy relationships with people, putting up walls, overworking himself until he gets like this.

"You're such a failure." -Saying that to Roxy didn't make any sense. What would've made her a failure??? This one sounds A LOT like him telling that to himself just out loud.

"Got some more brain-dead ideas in there?" -This goes with the previous one. Eclipse has made a lot of plans in the past three years and they almost always fail or just get ignored. Specifically with Puppet and giving her a different alternative instead of dying or telling William that he can get him a different body and William saying he wants that body.

"Suddenly you care?" -This one is a big one for me. Eclipse said he doesn't understand why he cares so much. Like this man has spent the last 2-3 years "not caring" about anyone and doing whatever he wants. Killing and torturing whoever he wants or anyone who has wronged him in some way. Then he started getting close to people. The first being Earth. I think she was literally the first person (that he didn't make) to genuinely be nice to him and try to help him. Then there was Puppet followed by FC, Ballora and everyone from that dimension, excluding Lefty and Captain, our Monty and his kids. Even if it's been about a year since he helped Earth and started caring it still seems to be a foreign concept to him.

Then there's when he starts talking about how he's supposed to know what to do "be the best" and stuff. "I'm supposed to be good at this." "I'm supposed to be good at this stupid thing." "I'm supposed to find them." "I'm not supposed to struggle." "I'm supposed to be the guy who finds stuff, who gets it done, who kills, who gets stuff situated." this reminds me of Nexus. He felt like he was supposed to be what Old Moon was and more even if no one told him he had to he that way. I don't think anyone has told Eclipse he's supposed to be the best or anything except himself. Maybe that stems from when he was Moon. Just something that came with everything else. There's a lot of "I'm supposed to" going around.

And when he started talking about his Kids is when it seems like it starts to sink in for him. The way his voice sounds and the hesitation paired with forcing his voice to say what he needs to say. Then he goes back to "I'm supposed to be good at everything." He's so frustrated and so stressed out. Frustration is literally I think one of the worst feelings for me because it feels so infuriating and it can happen so often. Even just the build up of small things inconveniencing me can make me break as badly as he did. Being frustrated sucks. Especially when it's something as big as his kids.

Another thing I want to point out is that he says "If I can't find them, who can?"

He doesn't realize there are people who CAN help him and are probably willing to help. Like Monty or Ruin. Both are smart enough and could help. And if not anyone from the dimension he's in, maybe someone from the main dimension. Genuinely I think I would go insane if he actually asked for help from someone in the main dimension. The first option is definitely Monty since those two get along. Solar is a BIG maybe but I bet he would understand especially with everything that just happened with Jack. Might not be willing to help all the way but could give hims some outside ideas. Personally I think it would be huge if he asked Moon. It probably will literally never happen but Moon is EXTREMELY intelligent and idk that's just something that would show a lot of growth for the both of them. Again it's like literally the least likely to happen.

But he's putting so much pressure on himself when there IS OTHER PEOPLE WHO ARE AS SMART AS HE IS. MAYBE SMARTER??? That can help.

Not only that but he is terrified that Andy and Jake are going through what he went through when he was stuck in his head during the Mimic situation.

"They're stuck in their heads. Their body just being used like a tool."

Eclipse was a tool. He was stuck in his head and was a tool for someone else who would've just killed him eventually or toyed with him until he snapped. Thinking that someone else might be going through that sucks and even worse thinking your own kids are going through that? Without knowing how to help?

Now the part I wanted to talk about THE MOST.

"I'm not a dad. I can't ever be a dad. I can barely take care of myself."

Oh boy. This. This hit hard.

Taking care of yourself is hard. Keeping yourself healthy and alive and well is difficult. The world feels like it's against everyone. Pair that with suddenly having to take care of other people? Small people who are more vulnerable to getting hurt or lost than you are? That's terrifying. That's really really scary. It's even worse when you believe that you can't do it or don't deserve it. Now times that by four. This mf really is a single dad who just got four kids dropped at his doorstep with absolutely no instructions or any idea on how to take care of them. Not only that but he's extremely bad at taking care of himself. Thank god he's an animatronic cause I think if he was human he would be dead.

I think he wants to be their dad. He wants to hang out with them and teach them and help them be healthy people.

He can also kinda connect to them in a way that's like...his life was basically taken from him. He never got the chance to be someone on his own. He was just a killcode that went rogue. All his kids also had their lives taken from them. All of them were robbed of a childhood. Both Andrew and Andy were murdered in probably horrific ways. Jake died from cancer at a young age and Charlie was taken from her life and put in an environment that literally poisoned her and eventually killed her.

But he does want to be their dad. He just doesn't think he can be. Parenting is one of the hardest things anyone can do. You are responsible for this person until they are an adult and can take care of themselves. You are responsible for making sure they can take care of themselves. You're responsible for making sure to teach them how to be a good person and what empathy is. Teach them what kindness is and help them become someone who helps others. Help them become someone that can be special to someone else. How you treat them can affect how they treat EVERYONE they will ever meet or ever have any kind of relationship with whether that be romantic, platonic, familial, etc.

He already feels bad about how he's taking care of Charlie. He doesn't have time to help her but at the same time parenting is about making time for all of your kids. Even then it's still hard. Eclipse has so many examples of himself failing to do things and its taking its toll. If you feel like you failed at everything else what's going to make this time different?

Everything, all of it, is sinking in. To him the whole world is on his shoulders. He has to fix everything and he doesn't understand that he can't. That there are other people who can help. And he's scared. There's a deadline. That deadline isn't like failing a class or getting fired. That deadline determines whether or not someone gets to live or dies in a horrific or gruesome way.

The fact that it took him THIS LONG to have a full on breakdown is insane. It takes so much strength to make it that far while holding it in. He's changed so much and has grown so much and oh my god the amount of stuff going on is crazy.

ANYWHIZZLEE...that's my rant. Wow that is a lot. I genuinely love this character with my soul. I love the way he developed, I love how complex he is, it's just amazing to me. I love most of the characters Davis plays and I love the whole story as a whole. Does any of this even make sense??? 😭😭😭

[111ikuyuh]

. "Nahh...ima do my own thing" .

a small post but an important one I think! So please read (plus the design is pretty I bet)

Take what resonates. That's the point of this post. So...by the law of infinity, everything is limitless. Including the idea of shifting and manifesting itself. Everything is subjective to a person. Like for example I always hated being told to ignore my 3d because I don't enjoy my life here and it bothers me. How could I literally ignore that? And people telling me to ignore the 3d but still feel your feelings or whatever crap just didn't mix well with me. So I gave up on it. because it didn't resonate. All it did was make things worse for me mentally. Or people going super deep into manifesting like talking about the ego or sum. That annoyed me too. So I ignored it and those posts. And kinda got off Tumblr a little. Was still on it but for a few minutes everyday. Then I started to remind myself if everything is infinite then shifting itself has no rules. And I could take miles Morales advice and go "nahh...ima do my own thing". Straight up.

Someone tells you some complicated thing about manifesting that you don't get but every one else seems too and loves that post. Do you wanna believe that? do you feel like stressing yourself out over it? Fuck it then. Skipppp. Someone tells you you can't "overconsume" and it will mess with you? Ew gross...skipppp. Someone says your god and for some reason you may not like that? Skipppp...someone tells you you have to ignore your 3d and everything you feel to manifest? Skippp. Someone tells you that what I'm saying is crap and isn't how manifesting works? Do you wanna believe that? Do you even FEEL like caring? Skippppp as well.

Look...I don't care if you disagree but my point is, if something affects you badly, don't associate with it. Everything is infinite so make your own rules. Including what shifting and manifesting is to you. This is coming from someone who recently shifted and got it confirmed by a tarot reader TWICE. Mini shifted...But still counts! So I think I have some knowledge...also been studying this for 2 years. Take what resonates. hopefully this makes sense

xoxo, seifarria signed out♥♥

[son-justdont]

okay so here's the update regarding my mom's opinions on catws

she fuckin gets it, dude

i talked about how despite everything hydra does to make him look intimidating, you can see that he's very neutral, sometimes even scared. i showed her this gif:

and she said "it's like he's lost"

we talked about how he's extremely calculating and doesn't react emotionally even in high stress or when he's being bested, like when Natasha fucked up his arm, or even during the face reveal. and she said "because they didn't understand the science of it... the serum enhances everything about the person, and he wasn't bad. that's why they had to work so hard and wipe him so much, because he wouldn't ever actually want to do those things." i couldn't help but smile while she was saying this lmao

she also said: "to me, Steve always seemed... independent. it's almost like Bucky relied on him more than the other way around" which is the most stucky thing she could've ever said. she's so fucking right

she was like "wait, so he pulled him out of the water... and then he just walked away?? so now he's just wandering around... and the longer he stays unfrozen, the more he's going to remember everything"

we can't quite yet watch civil war but we are very excited for it lol

oh, and she loved nick fury and she didn't even know who the fuck he was. i forgot to explain beforehand but she understood pretty quick. and then she was very upset when he "died" as well LOL she said "THEY NEED TO STOP DOING THAT." she hated rumlow immediately as well and i was like yeah that's the correct opinion

now i wanna respond to some of the comments under the cut cuz ive been having such a good time lmao

@bucky-boychik-barnes @impetusofadream HERE U GO (one of them is from a different post where i talked about the same thing lmao)

@ilovemosss i read this post out to my mom including the replies and when i read this one she went "YOU ARE!!!!!!!!!"

@sentowritesstuff @stuckydrewx @partofthefandom @musette22 @rillils @skullfragments

she really thought all these responses were so funny and sweet! i however will not be introducing her to ao3 lmfao. she's no prude but she's pretty shy. i'll have to just relay ideas i find myself, i think. if anyone has any non-M rated recs you think she might like based on what she's said, feel free to send them my way haha

honestly she'd probably enjoy herself but i am probably only be showing her Cap and Bucky related stuff LSKDJF we didn't even watch avengers and i sure as hell am not showing her AoU. i'm basically explaining the relevant information as to what went on in between movies. i was like "natasha is an ex russian spy that was groomed to be as a child. that's basically all you need to know" like i didn't even explain nick fury and she was SO UPSET WHEN HE DIED LMAO

and, i gotta spill the beans, but i haven't seen a marvel movie since the first black panther. yeah that includes IF and EG. i know what happens but my interest in marvel PLUMMETED back then and i never caught up. honestly i'm only back into this stuff because i rewatched jessica jones and then wanted to go through the whole MCU from the beginning, saw CA:TFA, went "oh yeah this was all that i liked," and went all in for them.

i have watched TFatWS and i loved it (it seems like the fandom doesn't though LOL) for what it was, so i'll probably show her that. she is gonna be so so so so so upset regarding steve's choice, just like the rest of us. and i'm not looking forward to it lol. but i'll update when that happens too

i'll have to make a post civil war mom thoughts once that happens haha

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Vaggie: "Sweetie, today I'm gonna show you the soothing power of... the mutual grapple and scream."

Charlie: "The what and what?"

Vaggie: "We can also call it the grab and yell."

Charlie: "Somehow that doesn't sound any more soothing."

Vaggie: "Trust me it'll be great."

Charlie: "I trust you... not your idea of what's mentally healthy or good all the time, but I do trust YOU."

Vaggie: "That works. So first, we start by standing and facing each other."

Charlie: "Okay!"

Vaggie: "Without getting lost in each other's eyes."

Charlie: "I'll try."

Vaggie: "Now- put your hands behind my neck and lace your fingers together."

Charlie: "Ohh~ Okay~~~"

Vaggie: "We're not gonna kiss, Charlie."

Charlie: "No?

Vaggie: "No."

Charlie: "I'm already not a huge fan of this maneuver thing."

Vaggie: "It gets better I promise. I'm gonna lock may arms around yours and get my hands behind your neck too-"

Charlie: "Are you SURE we can't kiss???"

Vaggie: "-and we're both gonna pull down, dragging each other into this headbutt. Got it?"

Charlie: "Got it." (pouts)

Vaggie: "What? Not comfortable?"

Charlie: "Perfectly comfy, but we're basically kissing already. I don't see how it'd ruin anything."

Vaggie: "How are we basically kissing."

Charlie: "Our cheeks are almost touching."

Vaggie: "Babe. Focus."

Charlie: "I'm trying but your pretty face is making it hard!"

Vaggie: "..I hate that we're friends with Angel Dust. I hate knowing what dumb jokes he'd crack about that."

Charlie: "Making me think of sex jokes just makes this harder!"

Vaggie: "I didn't say they'd be-"

Charlie: "It's Angel Dust of COURSE they'd be sex jokes!!!"

Vaggie: "Well we're not doing that either."

Charlie: "ARGH."

Vaggie: "Alright, you feel that rage? We're gonna channel that in a momment. So take a deep breath..."

Charlie: "EeeeeEEEEYUP-"

Vaggie: "And when you're ready...."

Charlie: "?"

Vaggie: "Scream."

Charlie: "-pWAHT? Right in your FACE?"

Vaggie: "I'll scream too. We're gonna be screaming buddies."

Charlie: "This helps with stress... how."

Vaggie: "Don't you ever just wanna go apeshit?"

Charlie: "No!"

Charlie: "...."

Charlie: "Not at YOU!!!"

Vaggie: "It's not at me, it's with me."

Charlie: "I don't know, Vaggie..."

Vaggie: "Think of it like- kinda like singing. Only you're only doing it for yourself."

Charlie: "I DO sing just for myself!"

Vaggie: "And you still try to make it sound good and happy even when you don't have to and aren't feeling it. I know."

Charlie: "Well what makes screaming any better? It's almost always an angry or scared or upset sound, we hear it all day long down here and it's not fun!"

Vaggie: "People also scream when they're excited."

Charlie: "I get the feeling you want this to be an angry yell."

Vaggie: "A good angry. Yelling can feel REALLY good, babe, and doesn't have to hurt anyone."

Charlie: "Hmm."

Vaggie: "And, again, it'd make me very happy.

Charlie: "...I guess we can try it..."

Charlie: "IF I get a kiss right afterwards!"

Vaggie: "Yell and kiss? Never done that before."

Charlie: "What about when we-"

Vaggie: "Outside of bed and stuff, I mean. Ready?"

Charlie: "Deep breath and scream on three! ONE!" (deep breath)

Vaggie: "Two." (also deep breath)

Charlie: "...."

Vaggie: "...."

Chaggie: "......"

Chaggie: (bursts out laughing instead)

Charlie: "PFHAHA THAT WAS YOUR FAULT! You- you made a weird face at me!"

Vaggie: "I made a weird face because you made a weird face."

Charlie: "It was a glare!"

Vaggie: "How was that a glare?"

Charlie: "Because I was glaring!!"

Vaggie: "You were pouting at my lips with your cheeks puffed up."

Charlie: "I was TRYING to channel my rage at not kissing you into a good BIG angry yell!"

Vaggie: "Maybe you should channel it into a good gay kiss instead."

Charlie: "It's harder than it looks, okay! I- oh."

Charlie: "..."

Charlie: "Now THAT I can do."

[anothertimdrakestan]

Jealous Jason Todd Headcanon

~loooong requested hope you enjoy some brotherly competition~

- jason had no idea he wanted you until dick called "dibs" the first night he met jason's mysterious "friend" and newest bat-recruit

- at first, jason didn't care. like at all. but that never stopped him from being an asshole

- "my brother y/n really? what's there to like? i didn't see you as a musical theatre and dad-joke enjoyer" he'd scoff anytime dick tried to make a move

- that didn't stop richard fucking grayson.

- "hey! y/n! fancy seeing you here!" .. "it's the batcave dick i work here" .. "oh, well are you working all night? maybe we can grab some big belly burger after?" .. "we have patrol together you dork"

- honestly, it was endearing being adored, worshipped even. from handwritten poems, to a little mini batarang necklace, and all the weapons your heart could desire

- and for all his dork-tendencies, dick knew a thing or too about hand placement...

- "put me down richard" .. "you literally fell into my arms" .. "i would've landed on my feet" .. "sure princess, but aren't my arms a little better?" he'd tease, sweeping you bridal style out the back door of the gala you two had just rescued

- it was somewhere in between the gift giving, rooftop dates, and stolen glances that jason realized he might want -slightly, just a tiny bit- more.

- okay; he wanted you all to himself.

- but he's always been shit at explaining it

- where dick was obvious and flirtatious, jason started subtle: always inching closer to you, keeping a longing gaze set on your every move-even if it meant tripping himself up in battles- you noticed he would sooner get shot than let you catch a scrape

- and just like dick's coddling, it got annoying

- "jace i've been on the team for months, i think i can watch out for myself" .. "i know, i protect the people i care about" his response was almost a whisper, and before you could pry further, he disappeared, replaced with a familiar cheesy grin "hi y/n! wanna catch a movie tonight?" .. "uh, one sec dick! i need to check on jace"

- but jason was never anywhere to be found. every time he let you in, he disappeared just as quick.

- when you started toying with new weaponry jason was there, you still got butterflies remembering the way he pressed himself against you while fixing your form, his calloused fingertips lighting fires as he subtly adjusted your grip on your gun

- "jay is this right?" .. "mhm your grip is perfect, but the recoil will get you, slide your leg backwards to brace for the impact of firing" .. the minute his hand touched your thigh a shiver ran across your body, against your shaking will .. "oh, sorry i didn't mean to-" .. you cut him off "no it's good, you're good" but before you could turn around to unpack the cloud of tension in the room, jason cleared his throat and gruffly said "fire" ruining any chance of an emotional conversation. three perfect shots to the targets, and with a satisfying nod he was gone once again

- so when dick asked you out on a real date, to a restaurant whose menu alone gave you anxiety at the thought of ordering, you realized you had to give jason the ultimatum

- but for once in his (second) life, jason was way ahead of you.

- "you said yes to dick?" jason was sitting at your desk when you entered your own room, overly dramatic but it was jason todd after all.

- "do i have a reason to say no?"

- "you hate fancy restaurants. you need like a week to plan what you'll order otherwise you'll just be stressed the whole time"

- you rolled your eyes, but jason wasn't finished: "and you hate movies, sitting in one place watching a film you probably haven't heard of, pretending to enjoy the nuance"

- he wasn't wrong. "whatever jace, that doesn't-" .. "i can tell you what's gonna happen. he'll order a wine too sweet for your taste, and talk to the waiter enough to make you want to crawl under the table. then after a perfectly lovely dinner he'll take you to a rooftop to 'show you the sights' and you'll have your first kiss. but you hate the city skyline, it reminds you you're far from home. you like the sound of the ocean and the rusting of the forest. you like something real."

- your heart was in your throat. but you needed something more: "say it jason. don't tell me the future with dick. fucking say it."

- jason stood up, closing the distance between you, eyes now desperate and wild: "say what? that i've loved you since the minute i lost you? that i feel like ive known you forever? that i don't need to learn to love you like he does, i was built for it? that i feel like i was made for you? how do i put it in a few useless words"

- "you just did jay." you whispered, letting him lock his lips in yours with a smile.

- "please go break richard's fucking heart and come home to me." he grumbled, to which you agreed, letting dick down softly and promising to set him up with one of your friends in return for his kindness- a deal which he wouldn't let you forget

- years later, it was more of a household joke, dick claiming he was the catalyst to your and jason's lovestory. to which jason wholly despised, but you never minded giving dick a little credit

[cxndiedvi0lets]

Looking for help

TW: Verbal and Physical Abuse, Suicide, Self-Harm, Eating Disorder, Sexual Harrassment, Mental Health, Animal Abuse

For anyone who's reading this, I just want to say thank you, and even if I'm desperately seeking for help. I'm not tagging anyone. You may know me as Violet or CxndiedVi0lets on Tumblr, and I've been blogging a lot in a while.

I've had severe episodes in the past where I may have been acting too extremely or even at this rate suicide. I've already had the mindset at the age of 5, and honestly, I'm really tired of pulling this act.

I honestly just don't want to be in this household anymore.

Over the years, my mental health has become progressively worse, and I've tried to seek help from a psychiatrist and a psychologist and have been diagnosed with severe depression along with psychotic episodes which well knownly for my anxiety and impulsive nature of BPD which of course, my impulse is no excuse but I'm not saying its not hard to control.

I stopped seeing a clinic because of my brilliant and intelligent father, who simply seemed to know everything. Then, continues to mock me for my condition.

So, I stopped on medications and everything else even if I was progressively getting worse, not only mentally but as well as physically.

I begin to fail a lot of my subjects and further have been neglecting my health but, Its not what im going through details.

The part where I've really finally snapped is when he threatened to kill my cats, and I've stopped telling them everything because they always use my past against me or remind it as a "safety precaution." I was sexually assaulted at the age of 7, which lasted until I was 12 before my grandfather was kicked out. To say the least things weren't going smoothly, I thought to myself it never affected me but didn't realized it had affected me in ways of self-destruction thinking it was just a normal cycle of a hormonal teenager which I won't elaborate my acts on which you can decide on.

I've had a lot going on in school. I've been sexually assaulted by a classmate recently, but I never elaborated on it, and his acts on me because I didn't wanna make a biggee deal of what I'm going through, even if it is over. I still see his face every day in school, passing by, he was just changed courses and I tried my best to make myself unrecognisable by changing how I dress and my looks which also kind of resulted me getting bullied lol and having my name written on those ridiculous smash or pass books degrading me and objectifying me. It didn't bother me... or at least I think it didn't. I've had a lot of rumours spread around me, and I have been oversexualising myself and making up stories to sound like im a whore. Stereotypical american netflix high school stuff huh?

And yet, I go back home to be used as my father's punching bag (literally) even when it's my mom's fault. It's always the case, and he always justifies it that me being beaten up despised getting bruised was for lecturing me or whatever, lol.

I also hate the fact that they'd even keep more pets like dogs just to have as a toy then neglect them once they begin to have health conditions and continue to get more than complain about them. They don't even have any remorse if they're dying or sick.

Same way of how my father used to lock me up and forced me not to eat cause I dropped a plate accidentally once lol.

I rarely eat, especially when they're around, and they like to complain about why I don't eat with them. I just like to say im not hungry, and now I dont actually feel any hunger at all, and some point that stress led me to gaining weight and overeating which of course led into other health complications. Like bleeding. Anyways skipping on that.

I honestly don't know what to do trying to hide a façade like this anymore, I just want to die or run away im never happy with literally anything. I can't feel anything, I've gotten used to so much pain, I just don't even react to it even when they start swearing at me or calling me names or anything. I don't feel human at all.

I just wish someone could help me maybe leave me advise or maybe send me something on my paypal just so I can earn to get out of this place. I honestly don't care if they think im selfish, I've had enough of this life.

[luuvprincess]

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Sierranicole 5mins ago

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Uceyjucey: Love you mamas 😻

Trinity_fatu: aweee 🥺

Joanthanfatu: that boy in love 😂

Manidadon: look at my baby in finally finding her peace I LOVE YOUU!!😩😩😭😭💗💗

Shawndakilla: this what you been doing Sierra 🤨🤨

SaintBoohda: ik you grown little sis but put some damn pants on 😒

DakotaDixon: yall needa come get visit I miss my girls 😩😩

Uceyjucey 3mins ago

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Joshua

"Girl if you don't be quiet we gonna get caught." I wishpered after Sierra let out a loud ass moan as I was eating her out. Somebody "couldn't" sleep and now I'm in between her thighs eating her sweet honey.

"Ugh you know I hate being quiet." She groaned whispering.

"I know but do you wanna get caught?" I asked. She lightly pushed me away rolling her eyes.

"I'm not not mood anymore." She mumbled. I sucked my teeth sitting pulling away. "Don't catch no attitude with me mama."

She fixed her shorts turning on her side. "Mama stop all that pouting." I said as I laid on back my arm behind my head and eventually I fell asleep but that didn't last long I felt her moving around.

"Caught all that moving out." I mumbled. I heard her sit up so I opened my eyes. "Your worst then my damn jaciyah when he was toddler Cece you want some milk or something?" I asked as I looked at her.

And she talk about me stressing her out nah baby girl stresses me out like crazy. I got more gray hairs than I'ver ever had.  

"Stop talking to me like a child Joshua." She said.

"You sure is acting like one." I mumbled under my breath as I closed my eyes again. A few mins passed and then I feel her climbing on me.

"Sierra." I said as I feel her weight on my body her arms went around my chest.

"Josh I can't sleep." She whined. "I'm never taking you camping again lesson fucking learned." I said kissing her head as I wrapped my arm around her waist going back to sleep.

"I need fresh air." She says. I sighed removing arm from around her waist.

"Baby you really starting to piss me off." I said.

"Fine I'll just go by myself asshole." She said as she got up getting out the bed.

"You must be on some drugs if you think I'm finna let you go out by yourself." I said I quickly got out myself. I put my sweat pants on. "Sierra." I said as she already getting out the tent. 

She barely had clothes on she had this those little ass shorts on that had after her ass cheeks out her I could see the the outline of her pussy. Her little ass crop top on her nipples hard as hell right now she just had everything on display for anyone to see So I grabbed a extra hoodie for her cuz I just knew she would be cold.

I walked to her as she came to a stop. "Can you just relax mama." I said as I rolled the hoodie up push it over her head. She lazily raised her arms so I could put her arm through the sleeve. I put both her arms through her sleeve pulling the hoodie down her body covering up everything. "What's on your mind?" I asked her as she started staring off into space.

"Talk to me baby." I said pulling her into my arms.

"I don't know how you can deal with me." She said.

"I don't know ether but I'm still here. I already told you multiple times before I'm not going nowhere no matter what even if I am mad at you I'm still gonna be here." I tell her.

"I know your probably tired of being compared to my ex and I'm sorry it just everything has been different. I didn't think that year ago from now that I would be falling in love with someone else." She said.

"I told you I wasn't playing about us Sierra and I told you I was gonna prove it to you and I said you can take however long you wanted it's just up to you when your ready to make it official." I said.

"I think I'm ready." She said.

"You think or you know." I asked. She looked up at me as I looked down at her.

"I know im ready Joshua I want you to be my man officially." She said I smiled kissing her.

"Alright just gimme sometime to put something together and I gotchu." I tell her.

"It's okay take your time." She said.

"Come on let's go back and actually go to sleep now." I said picking her up. "Show all my goodies to the world you crazy girl."

"To who the damn deers hiding the woods." She said. I nodded my head putting her down as we reached our tent.

She climbed in first and I climbed in after her I zipped the tent up. I laid down and she laid next to me.

Short smut warning

"Can you finish what you started earlier?" She asked. I chuckled and smirked. "Yeah come sit on my face."

"Your crazy I'll literally suffocate you." She says.

"Ight so then you don't want ya shit ate." I said as I got relaxed.

"Baby don't be like that." She said.

"I'm just sayin you decide whatchu want." I said. She sat there and thought about her decision then she got up taking her shorts off. My eyes raised up as I watched her.

Her cheetah print panties. I licked my lips as she turned around and slowly sliding her panties off. I reached over smacked her ass.

"Stop all that teasing." I said. She hovered over me getting lower slowly until I grab pulled her down by her thighs stuffing my face in her pussy.

I used my tongue flicking her clit. Her nails reach for my hairs gripping it. "Fuckk j-Josh." She moaned. I lifted her a little get some air but I used my fingers thrust them in out of her.

"Gimme that nut pretty girl." I said kissing her pussy. She let out a low pitch moan. Her juice started leaking down my wrist. I put my mouth back on her folds sucking on her clit.

"Daddyyy." She whined pull away. I slapped her thigh pulling her back down.

"Don't run." I said. She moaned again throwing her head back. "Gimme that shit mama." I said. Her legs began shaking as she release over my face. I licked her and sucked up all her juice, while she tried to run away. I held a tight grip on her thighs as I started going for round two.

"Joshhh okay baby." She whined pushing me away. I kissed her one more time before letting her go. She moved to ny lap sitting on my lap with her wet essence.

"Tatsing real sweet, gimme kiss and taste." I said grabbing her by her neck pulling her down smashing my lips on to her while used my free and hand to play with her fold she moaned into the kiss pulling away.

"Joshh." She moaned looking down watching me playin with her. I stuck my ring and index finger in her thrusting them in and out. "Fuckk." She moaned.

"C'mon give it to me pretty girl." I said kissing her feeling her walls clutch around my fingers. She moaned into the kiss as she released on my fingers. I pulled them out sucking on them.

"You good now?" I asked. She nodded her head as she laid her head on shoulder.

March 5th 2025

Omniscient

Their camping trip had soon came to a end. Everyone was back on the regular schedule. Josh had been texting Imani asking her for some help to ask Sierra officially be his girl.

The two had came up with a plan to get Sierra out the house. Imani was gonna come up with something for them to do while Jey snuck in her room to decorate with help of Trinity.

"Oh shit imani just texted me they on their way back now." Jey tells Trinity as he hands her a pice of tape. Who was losing his mind. His heart was racing realizing that time as come even though he already know Sierra answer it still made him nervous because he wanted everything to be perfect.

"Jey relax she's gonna love it even if it's falling apart beside I think you enough." She says as they both took a step back looking their work.

"I hope she's likes this shit." He says. Just as Sierra and Imani walked into their apartment. Who was literally just whining to Imani about how much she misses her man. "I miss him so much it even smells like him." Sierra said.

"Girl bye it does not smell like him." Imani says.

"Yes it does I know exactly what his scent smells like." Cece says as she walked up the her door. Her back turned to Imani she didn't see her best friend recording. Trinity recording for the inside of the room.

Sierra opened her bed room door seeing the pedals and candles on the floor. "What hell Ima-why are you recording?" She asked imani.

"Keep walking." Imani tells her. She obeyed walking further into her room seeing Joshua and Trinity in the corner of the room. She gasped as she read the words on the wall.

"Josh oh my gosh." She said in shocked to see them here. Joshua hadn't told her anything in fact she thought him, Trinity and Imani plus jon even though he's not here had been acting all weird.

Jon mostly and Trinity were asking her when her and Jey were making things official and they kept asking the same question so she thought it was a little weird.

One day imani was showing her a TikTok a text came up on her screen and Sierra could have swear she seen Joshua name but she just brushed it off until it happened again. 

Joshua was also being weird with his phone which he never was with her. He never had a problem with her being on his phone. Until one day he got a text and he literally snatched it out her hand.  

"Well you gonna answer the question?" Jey asked as he stood in front of her.

"Yes I'll be your girl." She said throwing her arms around his shoulders as his went around her waist pulling in her in for a heated kiss.

Sierra pulled away smiling hard ear to ear. She couldn't help it. She was happy that he was officially hers and she was officially his. Joshua felt the same away about her.

Sierranicole 4mins ago

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A/n: hey yall.. so how we feeling they finally official 🙂‍↕️ I needed start putting dates imma start that after his match with Gunther

[oracle-of-dream]

Boy Toy

Minors DNI

Summary: Yeonjun, the face of Vogue magazine, loves it when you come to visit him. You're the only client he'll allow to see him at his apartment, and the only one he lets touch him the way you like. As long as you keep bringing him things to keep him happy...

Warnings: Model!Boytoy!Yeonjun x Rich!M!Reader, Discipline, Degradation, Yeonjun is materialistic, Unprotected sex, Overstimulation, Rimming & Handjob (YJ rec.), Sub YJ

Wordcount: 1.9k

Your phone chimed in your pocket as you stepped onto the sidewalk. It had been a pretty busy day for you, running in and out of meetings, but the stress instantly melted away when you got the notification.

YJ: Hey, Baby! Are you still coming to see me today?

YN: Yes, Baby Boy, just stay there. I'm going to bring you something today.

YJ: Like what? Any hints?

YN: You mentioned you wanted me to buy you some clothes, so I did.

YJ: Prada or YSL? You know I don't do Gucci anymore. It's not my style.

YN: Not telling. You'll see it when I get there.

You smiled as you put your phone back into your pocket. Yeonjun hated being teased when it came to presents. He'd probably start blowing up your phone, sending slutty pictures of himself to coax the secret out of you. Just more for you to look at.

The valet opened the car door for you as you approached. The driver knew where Yeonjun lived, so you didn't bother telling him where to go. There was a shopping bag in the backseat with you. Peeking inside, were the clothes you'd promised your favorite boy toy. He was going to look delicious in it, even without trying.

As you predicted, the car ride was silent except for your phone vibrating in your pocket.

YJ: Are you ignoring me???

YJ: Baby?

YJ: That's not fair! I wanna show you my photos from my recent photoshoot. Can you please look?

You looked at his messages and could hear the sound of his voice whining and begging in your head.

YN: Okay, okay. Show me.

YJ: Okay, try not to get too hard~

Your eyes popped at his photos.

This was pretty different from the way he described the photoshoot to me...

YN: It's a little more revealing than I thought.

YJ: I guess it was hehe! You should've been there when they started dripping honey all over me

YJ: There was so much honey. And it was super sticky and thick. Super hot really. I complained that I didn't want cold honey poured on me, so they even warmed it. Which just made it stickier. To protect the clothes, I stripped and finished nude.

How would you not get hard from the pictures? But with that image in your head on top!? Yeonjun was covered in warm honey, hands softly spreading it over his body. His feet, his hips, even his cute perky nipples. He must've been moaning like a total slut the entire time.

You were so caught up in your imagination that you didn't realize you'd completely started ignoring Yeonjun.

YJ: Hello?

YJ: Did I break you?

YJ: Or are you mad that all those staff got to touch and rub honey on me? If it makes it better, no one touched me. I dipped my hand in honey and touched myself~

YJ: Only you can touch me like that.

You couldn't look at your phone. Every message was covered in Yeonjun's horny energy.

YJ: Are you beating your dick right now? In the car? Show me!

While you did have a reputation to uphold, that didn't stop you from lifting your waistband on your pants and showing Yeonjun his effect on you.

YJ: Oh~ Another happy toy for me to play with when you get here!

YN: Just wait till I get there, Princess.

You turned off your phone and tried to calm yourself down. Staring out the window for the rest of the ride, but every time you blinked you could see Yeonjun.

Getting to your destination, a tall luxury condo building. It was all black and covered with windows. Yeonjun's room was on the 60th floor. You paid for his apartment so you could always know where to find him. Yeonjun never forgets his obligations to satisfy you as a part of his end of the agreement.

You stride in, moving quickly, the building staff greets you politely but you pay them little mind. The elevator for VIPs was already open and waiting for you. Stepping inside, you swiped your card and pressed the floor number. The elevator moved quickly up the shaft and opened directly into Yeonjun's apartment.

The blinds were open, letting in the sunset through the large windows. The deep brown hardwood floor spread out into the living room; there was a black piano, white couches, and a soft white rug. On the couch was Yeonjun, smiling devilishly at you with a cup of red wine.

He stood and slowly prowled to you, "Welcome home, Babe."

You walked forward to meet him, "I half expected you to be naked when I got here."

"I can still do that," Yeonjun raised an eyebrow as he pressed his body against you. He wore short shorts and a large jacket, giving the illusion he wasn't wearing pants. Pressing his chest against you, he arched his back to let you look down to see he wasn't wearing a shirt underneath his jacket.

"Naughty," You kissed his soft lips, the taste of alcohol and honey mixing on your tongue. "Honey?"

"Yes?" Yeonjun cooed.

"No, you, honey," You patted his head, "I mean, you did eat honey today?"

Yeonjun smiled again, bigger than before, "Maybe? And maybe I saved some for you to have." He looked down to see the bag in your hands, "But first..."

The bag was in his hands before you could hand it to him. He skipped to the couch and laid on his stomach to dump everything out to see it.

A pair of handcuffs, a police hat, and a slutty police uniform.

"Really? Roleplay," Yeonjun giggled, "Didn't take you for the type."

You shrugged, "Seeing you wear all those cute clothes in the magazines made me want to see you in something just for me."

Yeonjun unzipped out of his jacket and slipped out of his shorts. The shirt was small and tight, with the shorts showing off his cute ass. He flipped the hat on his head and spun the cuffs on his finger.

"You have the right to remain silent, sir," He winked.

You laughed at his cute acting, "Actually, the cuffs are still for you."

He looked taken aback, but Yeonjun flipped the switch instantly. He tossed the cuffs at you and sat you down on the couch. "It's kinda backward for the cop to be cuffed," He giggled.

You pulled him onto your lap as you put his hands behind his back, looking into his eyes as you latched them around his wrists. "Well, this cop has been bad. Guilty of being a slut in front of other people, without permission. So now you have to get punished."

You turned Yeonjun to face away from you and lay on the couch face down, ass up. The way he squirmed, he loved every second of you treating him roughly. You ripped his shorts off, the sound of the fabric tearing made him shudder.

The sight you were met with was Yeonjun's hole shiny and dripping.

"What's this?" You stick a finger inside your boy toy, which slides in easily. Thrusting in another finger and fucking him with them, Yeonjun's body shook and pushed against your hand to get deeper. When you pulled your hand away, it dripped with a thick clear liquid. That smelled like honey...

"No way–" You put your mouth to it and let your tongue taste. It was honey, and lots of it invested inside of him. "Is this a surprise for me?"

"Yeah, a super special one~" Yeonjun moaned as you lapped at this hole, drinking and tasting the liquid he's stored inside himself. "E-Easy, if you're too rough..."

You paused, "You'll cum? Like that will stop me from enjoying my gift." You dove back in, holding Yeonjun so he couldn't run away from you and you let another hand stroke his cock that was leaking all over the couch.

He was trying to control himself, but Yeonjun couldn't fight against the pleasure that was climbing inside him. He started to drool as his moans got more frequent and high-pitched, "Please– Oh God! You're so good, I'm gonna cum. Daddy, please–" Yeonjun's voice caught in his throat as his cock twitched and shot cum on the fabric of the couch. It drenched your hand as you stroked him, but you didn't stop until he was almost kicking.

Stopping to let him catch his breath, you stripping.

Yeonjun tried to flip over but you pushed him down on his stomach, his cum sticking to his skin.

"We're not done here," You chuckled as you stroked yourself, using Yeonjun's cum and the honey to slick yourself up.

"I-I think we can break– Just for a moment?" He squirmed but you didn't let him up.

"You were so slutty before. Sending me naughty photos in the car, wanting me to jerk off for you in the car, and even being practically naked when waiting for me to get home." You poke your tip at his hole, "We're not done, at all."

You pushed yourself inside him, feeling the honey coat you as your toy's warm walls closed down on you.

You rub Yeonjun's shoulders as you feel him tense up, "Now, make sure you're strong for me. I don't think I should hold back anymore..."

He couldn't form much of a response, mostly whimpering your name and faintly begging for more.

Who were you to deny your lovely toy what he was begging for. You pulled on his wrists, making the cuffs dig into him, and you harshly plowed him. You could tell you were hitting the right spots from the way his mouth swung open and his eyes rolled.

"Oh? Like that? You're doing amazing, Baby Boy."

Yeonjun's legs wormed their way around you and he arched his back, letting you his deeper. You grabbed his hips to lock him in place and pulled out almost completely before slamming back into him. Knocking the breath right out of him.

"Oh, holy fucking shit– Please, wait a second–" Yeonjun begged.

But you were too far gone to hear him. You moved quicker, "I know you can take it, stay strong for me, Baby." You leaned down, pressing your body onto his back, and kept thrusting, "This will teach you not to slut yourself out to people. Only me. You're mine."

Hearing that sent your toy over the edge. The friction of the couch and you slamming him made Yeonjun cum all over, somehow even more than before.

"You came twice before I got to once?" You bite at his ear, "How unfair. Now I'm gonna fill you up, my little cumdump."

Yeonjun's reply was a strained moan, his eyes sealed shut and his mouth pouring out profanity between moans. Pressing yourself tightly against him, your arms wrapped around him, you released into him with a heavy groan. You rode out your high, still moving your hips, leaving your toy mewling.

You brushed his hair with your fingers softly as he calmed down. Still inside of him, you picked him up and laid him on your lap. His face streaked with tear-stains but he still had his playful smile.

“Always a good time,” he sighed, as Yeonjun rested his head on your shoulders.

“Anything for a toy as precious as you.”

“Am I really just a toy?”

“You think you deserve to be more than that?”

Yeonjun nuzzled into your neck, “We can be more… exclusive. I surely don’t mind.”

“But you still want gifts when I see you, don’t you?”

He pecked your lips, “You know me so well!”

You laughed, “fine then, you’re all mine then. My sweet boy.”

“Now, can you carry me to the bathtub? I wanna bath, and maybe you can wash me.”

Yeonjun giggled with glee as you moved him upstairs for a bath and maybe a second round…

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●Let me help you●

Daryl Dixon X GN.Reader

Era: Season 9, Bridge Camp

A/N: I saw a few posts where some people weren't comfortable reading Daryl smuts because they were primarily for female readers, so I wanted to write something that would be for both genders

Summary: Daryl had to look after the prisoners all day to make sure they worked properly on the bridge and didn't attack anyone. Sometimes he had to intervene brutally to keep things calm. You, his partner, wanted to help him relax a little.

Warnings: +18 CONTENT, GENDER NEUTRAL Reader, blowjob, handjob, slight praise kink, cum swallowing

Words: 1.3k

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PoV (Y/N):

After we captured Negan, we ordered his workers to work on the bridge that connected our communities. Rick was in charge of everything and since Daryl, my boyfriend, was his right-hand man, he helped Rick as often as he could. And of course, as Daryl's partner, I went with him. We had our own tent where we could retreat whenever we needed a break. None of the workers knew about our relationship, we didn't trust them and we didn't want to risk anything bad happening.

While Daryl kept watch and did the physical work, I, along with Enid, took care of the injured or sick people. But since I had less to do today, I was able to stay in the tent and be bored. I was kind of glad that I just had to do some small things today, but in return it meant that Daryl had more work. Sometimes it was really hard for me not to interfere, because the workers really didn't treat Daryl well.

Today was another hard day for Daryl, which is why I set myself the goal of giving him a good night. I was still afraid of sex, but I could give him pleasure in other ways. So while I was lying in our tent bed, I thought of a plan to convince him. I was so deep in thought that at first I didn't even notice him coming into the tent. "Hey… wha´ is in yar pretty lil´ head?" I heard his rough, but also tired, voice ask. Flinching, I looked up at him and a loving smile crept onto my lips. Shaking my head, I stood up and kissed him gently, which immediately made the archer hum in surprise, but he kissed me back.

"For wha was tha´?" "Can't I show my boyfriend a little love?" I asked him and tilted my head slightly. Daryl just nodded slightly and sighed loudly. He laid his head on my shoulder. "Yah, yah… 'm sorry, ´was a hard day…" He then murmured quietly. And I believed him. A few of Negan's people had started a bit of stress again and Daryl had to sort out this stress on his own. I felt sorry for him and wanted to delay my little plan to tomorrow morning, but when I felt his lips gently kiss my skin, I couldn't hold back any longer.

"I have a surprise for you…" I murmured quietly and slowly pushed him away from me. The redneck just grumbled in confusion, but let me push him into bed. As tired as he was, I could probably do anything with him now and it wouldn't bother him. "You work so hard for us… every day…" My voice was quiet, almost a whisper. Daryl only made a quiet, short sound before he nodded slightly and looked up at me. In his eyes, besides the tiredness, I could always see his love for me. He could never hide his love for me from me and he hated that he had to hide it now. But my safety was always his priority.

"Wha's yar plan?" The archer asked me quietly. Grinning, I kissed his nose gently before sinking to my knees. I spread his knees gently so that I could sit between them. With one hand I stroked his crotch a little, with the other I stroked his stomach gently. "I just wanna make you feel good…" I then answered his question. Daryl immediately understood what I meant, because we had already played through this scenario often enough. Not exactly as it was now, but we had already satisfied each other several times, because we both still felt very insecure about sex. But it was enough for us, so why complain?

I let my hand, which was stroking his stomach, wander to his belt and then slowly unbuckled it. Daryl lifted his pelvis a little so that I could slowly pull down his pants and boxer shorts. His penis wasn't hard yet, but it was already big. Humoring quietly, I spat into my hand and wrapped my fingers around his shaft. The archer immediately took a sharp breath, his breath only coming out trembling. The longer I massaged his shaft, the harder it became and the more drops of pre-cum flowed out of his tip. I spread them out with my thumb so that I could now move my hand up and down even more easily.

As I looked up at him, I bit my lower lip slightly. Normally Daryl wasn't so sensitive when I was satisfying him, but now it was different. Even though I hadn't put him in my mouth yet, Daryl was already breathing in and out loudly and his legs were shaking a little more. He must really be exhausted if he was already so sensitive, but somehow I liked that. Now Daryl's cock was completely hard and I could no longer hold back my desire to put his cock in my mouth. So I slowly took his tip into my mouth and sucked on it gently. "H-hahh~…! (Y/N)~…!" God, it turned me on so much when he moaned my name. Especially when he whimpered so softly. It motivated me to put more of his cock in my mouth and suck on it gently. However, my gentle sucking quickly turned into a strong sucking and Daryl bit his lower lip hard to keep from making another sound.

I moved my head up and down faster and faster, letting my cheeks hollow to get some more friction, which made Daryl gasp again. He put his hand on my head to determine my speed, but he always made sure not to hurt me or force me to do anything. Moaning softly, I pressed my tongue against his tip, my moaning made my tongue vibrate slightly and Daryl took a sharp breath. "God, yar killin' me~…" The archer murmured softly as I moved my head faster. Daryl's penis kept twitching and more and more drops of pre-cum flowed out of his tip, which made me suspect that he would come soon. "Shit~…! 'm gonna cum~…" And his words confirmed my suspicion. I briefly lean away from Daryl to look up at him. I gently cup his testicles with my hand. "You're doing such a good job outside there, Daryl…~" I whispered quietly, as I saw his cock twitch. "You deserve all this, and more~…" Daryl had never received many compliments back then, so I gave him as many as I could. Not just when satisfying him, but also in a normal day in general. Daryl was always so sensitive with them, but I never stopped. Suddenly Daryl grabbed my head and pushed me back onto his cock.

Humming loudly, my eyes rolled back, but I enjoyed the fact that he was now becoming a little more dominant. Although Daryl was tired and exhausted, he pushed into me and brought himself to his orgasm. A few of his sperm went into my mouth, but Daryl pulled his cock out of me and squirted the rest onto my face. I swallowed the seeds that were in my mouth. "Fuck~…" Breathing heavily, Daryl stroked away the semen that were on my face before reaching for a cloth and wiping my face properly. "Thanks… I really needed tha´…" Daryl then thanked me and pulled me up to him. Grinning, I sat on his lap and kissed him passionately, our tongues found each other straight away. Moaning, I stroked his head before I let go of him. "Everything for the love of my life…" "Ya're sappy…" Even though Daryl rolled his eyes, I could see him getting shy and blushing a little.

Amused, I climbed back into the tent bed and watched Daryl getting ready to lie down next to me to sleep.

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Sweet Taste... (w/ Karl Heisenberg)

Summary: Right after the meeting with Mother Miranda and the rest of the lords, Heisenberg seems to need his favorite vice in the form of you shivering and whimpering beneath before he faces off with Ethan Winters. You seem to have the same thought to surprise him when he returns home... As the saying goes, great minds think alike.

Warnings: Dom!Heisenberg, Sub!Reader, unprotected p-i-v, Heisenberg fucks you in his work room, fingering, oral (m/f receiving), degradation

Author's Note: Here it is folks, my very first Kinktober 2024 post. The one will fall under the Domination/Submission category. This does not mean it can't be requested again. Each category is open to be requested with different characters. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy it! Stay Classy~~~

Wanna Buy Me A Coffee?

When Karl was called away to an audience with Mother Miranda, I had already begun to suspect that he would return home highly upset. It was no secret that he hated being in her presence. After all, what she did to him was something he never wanted.

But, that didn't necessarily mean it didn't give him new gifts.

While Heisenberg was away, I began to prepare for his return. I made my way towards his main workshop which was connected to our bed chambers. The journey there was silent despite the sound of machinery clanging together.

It didn't take long for me to reach my destination and enter the room. Once inside, I quickly shut the door behind me and got to work clearing up some space. It didn't take long for me to get the area somewhat cleaned before I began to get myself ready.

Luckily, his workshop had a built-in shower room so I didn't have to walk too far to quickly shower and get dressed. Though, I did have to enter our shared room to grab my gift for Karl. It was a nice lingerie set that Alcina had gifted me despite Karl's protests.

Honestly those two argue like their true siblings. Besides the point...

I set the box aside on the bathroom counter before hopping underneath the stream of hot, steaming water. I stood under there for a good minute before actually scrubbing myself down with a jasmine infused oil, knowing it would be a welcome scent from the typical blood and grime he was used to.

I scrubbed for a good ten minutes before shutting off the water and drying off. Once dried, I then took the lingerie set and quickly got dressed. As I was in the middle ready, the phone in Karl's workshop began to rang. The loud ring startled me out of my skin and my hand went to my chest, trying to calm my racing heart.

The phone then rang three more times after the first. A sequence that only him and I knew in case we needed to contact one another. Once the ring finished, I immediately answered and was greeted by the gruff tone of my husband.

"Doll, you there?" His question pierced in my ear. "Yes, my love. I'm here. How did your audience go with Miranda?" I responded to him. "Not something I want to discuss over the phone. I'll be home soon, so be a good girl and wait for me alright?" The message was clear as day to me.

I knew exactly what he meant and it set the start to the fire in my stomach. Each second was agonizing to me when all I wanted was to feel his rough touch upon my body. But, I knew that if I started without him, I would be in for punishment instead of the pleasure I craved.

Five minutes had passed by in a blink of an eye and the doorknob to the workshop began to wiggle. 'He's here...' I thought, scrambling to make myself look presentable for him. My eyes never left from the door as it creaked open.

They soon landed on my husband's figure as he crossed the threshold into the room. He then saw my form spread out across his desk and he sucked in a sharp breath. "What's all this?" He questioned, his deep brown eyes darkening with lust as they roamed my plush, lingerie-clad figure.

"Just wanted to be a little...stress relief for you. After all, I know how much you hate being near that woman. So, why don't you come here and take what's yours?" That seemed to change something in him because as soon as I finished speaking, his lips immediately met with mine.

The kiss was heated and sloppy. It was like he was trying to devour me whole at that moment. My hands began to aimlessly wander, trying to reach his waistband. Though that didn't sit well with him. "Don't start acting like a brat. You'll get what you want soon enough..." He growled, taking my bottom lip in between his teeth and causing it to draw blood.

I winced softly but let out a whine, wanting nothing more but for him to hurry up and ravage me. Karl then pulled away and flipped me over, my stomach coming in contact with the cold feeling on the desk beneath me. His hands then began to move around my body, lingering along my waistband.

"Wearing such clothing...you must've been wanting to be treated like nothing. Is that what you want, Princess?" "Please, treat me like nothing but a dirty slut..." I moaned, trying to rub my ass against him in an attempt for him to get the hint.

Luckily, he did because as soon as I did, he delivered a swift smack against my right cheek and followed up with another. The sudden strike left me shocked and I gasped out a moan. Heisenberg then took the chance to finally rip off my panties, effectively tearing them to shreds. Well, there goes that pair...

Once the fabric was out of the way, he pulled my legs apart and the sight of my quivering pussy made him grunt as he took in my scent. I could feel his shaking breaths inching closer and closer before his lips attached themselves to my cunt.

Just like when he kissed me, that same passion and desire to devour me came back tenfold. Each flick of his tongue hitting my clit sent tiny sparks to my core. I tried my best to hold back my moans but was met with another strike to my ass. A silent way of him telling me 'Let me hear you...'

Though, I was never the best at keeping quiet when it came to sleeping with my beast of a husband.

Karl kept a solid, steady pace of eating me out - soon bringing me closer and closer to the edge of my first of many orgasms. "Close...i'm so close~" I whined, trying to pull him closer so that I could cum.

But my efforts proved futile as he pulled away, causing me to whine loudly due to my orgasm being ripped away from me. Though that of course didn't bother my husband. He then flipped me onto my back before working to remove his belt and pants.

The sight of his hands running down his body and palming himself through his boxers was one that I loved. Not wanting to lose my orgasm, I tried to finger myself but my hand was caught in his tight grip.

"Didn't I say to be a good little slut?" "P-please, I need-" "Shh, I know what you need, but you'll be digging yourself deeper into a hole if you continue to act up. Now, you wanna be my perfect little slut or a brat that gets nothing?" He questioned, his tone deep and sultry.

As much as I wanted to act out, the need to be fucked-out was much stronger. "I'll be good, I promise~~ Please fuck me!" I cried out, my cries soon turning into moans at the feeling of his length pushing past my entrance.

He fed me inch by inch until the entirety of his cock was nestled deep inside of me. Even without him moving, I could still feel him reach spots that I could never reach with any toy that I had. Not even with my fingers.

Karl, after giving me a few seconds to adjust, began thrusting at a steady pace. The slow drag of his cock against my walls was a feeling that could instantly send me into a euphoric bliss. No longer able to hold back, my moans echoed loudly in the room and if someone were to walk past, they'd know exactly what was happening behind these closed doors.

Pleased by my unspoken choice, Karl smirked and started to increase the pace. He pushed my legs closer to my head and began pounding away without any abandon. It caught me by surprise, but that was washed away completely and was replaced by pure and immense pleasure.

The lewd sound of his hips making contact with my ass. The smell of sweat, sex and ashes. And when he reached in between our bodies to start playing with my clit. It was like my senses went into overdrive and I came right then and there alongside my husband. Though really, I squirted all over his lower body.

This caught Karl by surprise and he chuckled under his breath. "Oh my...baby, how come you never told me you could do that?" "I-i didn't know I could even do that...this is so embarrassing." I stuttered in response, trying yet failing to shield my heated face from his gaze.

He then pulled my hands away from my face and planted a cheek on my cheek before whispering in my ear. "I hope you're ready for more because for the rest of the night, I'm making you do that over and over."

And with those words, he hoisted my naked form into an upright position. The sudden movement caused my legs to lock behind his back and my arms wrapped tightly around his neck, afraid that I would lose my grip and fall.

My husband let out a boisterous laugh before he made his way to the connecting room. Oh how long this night will be...

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Author's Note: And there we have it guys, the first ever post for Kinktober 2024! It honestly took a lot longer than I wanted but that's only because I kept getting distracted by other Kinktober fics. On another note, as stated previously, if there's a topic you'd like to use in any requests/commissions, please let me know. The topics won't be removed so you can ask for any topic with a character you'd like to see written for it. Anyways, that's all and I hope you guys do enjoy reading this! Stay Classy~~