#and im so ready to get this blog going lmao

[sturnioz]

hello…

fuck me. i did not expect to be gone as long as i have. it was supposed to be a few days and it turned into almost three weeks lmao.

some things happened within my personal life with my mental health and i just got completelyyyyy thrown off track. i don’t feel comfortable getting into it, but i am in the middle of trying to get the help that i’ve been needing again :)

i am not abandoning this blog. im still going to write, and i have been writing here and there just to keep up my motivation and not lose interest !! i have a few things completed but i will be posting those once i’m ready. (im currently in the middle of finishing up the mini frat wedding series)

also, my bday is this month !! (22 feb) and cos im not doing anything with my family, im hoping to be active by then and spend it with you guys talking abt literally whatever — or how bad i wanna fuck matt cos like i really do like i need him in ways thats concerning fr.

anyways, im so sorry for being so radio silent, but thank you for being so patient with me. and thank you to those who have checked up on me !! i really appreciate your kindness <3 thank you thank you thank you

[james-spooky]

this is a test

[em-b-sides]

I think about that tiktok trend where you like paint your partners eye color on your nails or make a bracelet or something with the color a lot actually

[cakesexuality]

@foxlightwill

I made us a meme

[grimmjowjaegerjaquez]

thinking about the idea of grimmjow being relatively young for a hollow i guess bc the idea that he just pops out of the sand one day and jumpscares di roy and everyone is funny to me

[inactive5537]

No really, why am I not getting anon hate that's like 10% of the reason I came back to tumblr in the first place. Where is my anon hate narc supply. I'm going to throw a fucking temper tantrum about it is2g

[theloveinc]

now if i go insane i need you to forgive me for it

[binniesbooks]

Hi fayee!! Hruu? First time requesting here in ur blog and it wont be my last 😭🙏<3

Soo i have a huge fcking terry rot rn 😭😭 idk if u have seen it but, during the jp tour, tyun covered a song, and the lyrics went like " poker face, but your underwear is wet" AND IM TWEAKING OVER IT😭

May i request dom!taehyun x sub!reader:>

Scenario is reader and tyun having a dinner night with the members and taehyun is holding ur hand. Reader is feeling horny and shes slowly getting wet. Hes hand is slowly going down to ur thighs and suddenly his hand is touching reader's wet underwear, teasing her.

You can add a bed scene where they makeout, just wanna give a thought bc i cannot handle my terry rot rn and need to let this out 😭😭. I hope its fine requesting this:) 💗💗

( actual lyrics that tyun sang 😭⬇️⬇️ )

• UNDER THE SPOTLIGHT

TH 002 .F22 2024

wc 2.7k

pairings dom!Taehyun x sub!reader

warnings pet names, dom Taehyun, public fingering, unprotected sex, creampie (remind me if I forgot something)

faye's note I understand your Taehyun brain rot, because same. lmao. 😭😂 Plus I think the pet name 'sweetheart' really screams Taehyun, wth. And oh, to the one who requested this, I'm sorry for the delay 😖 May you still enjoy this, I hope I did this one justice too. 😵

Never in your life did you think that you would ever meet the great Taehyun, let alone date him. Not because he wasn't your type but because it felt too impossible to happen. However, impossible things happen when we expect them least.

“Sweetheart, dinner at the Han River Restaurant later; be ready, I’ll drop by to pick you up at 6,” Taehyun plants a soft kiss on your forehead in a rush; he was already running late for their meeting for the upcoming event.

You pouted and tugged the hem of his shirt, “That’s not the kiss you always give me when you leave.” Taehyun glanced at the watch on his wrist, he was already 5 minutes late. His phone rang, and Taehyun quickly picked it up.

“Where are you? It’s already 2:05, did you forget about our meeting?” It was Soobin, he wasn't mad if anything, his voice hinted with worry. “Hyung, I’ll be there in a minute, something just… something came up, and I really need to take care of it.” Taehyun glanced at you before he hung up.

Taehyun sat at the edge of the bed, his hand resting on your thigh as you looked at him with puppy eyes and a pout.

“Come here,” he beckoned, “You know I’m already running late, right?” his voice hinting with warning and power. You looked down as you fidgeted with your fingers.

You weren't the clingy type at all, but ever since you two started dating, he spoiled you so much that sometimes you couldn't help how you acted. Being stubborn and bratty most of the time. Trying to get everything you want by being a bratty girlfriend.

“I said, come here, kitten, I’m not playing games today, I’m already late.” “Taehyun,” you whispered, a shiver running down your spine as you met his melting gaze. You had no choice but to scoot beside him. “We don’t get to have everything to ourselves just because we want it,” Taehyun said, placing his hand on your cheeks.

“You better behave, or you won’t like it when I play your games.” You watched him clench his jaw as his thumb pressed down on your lower lip. You leaned your face on his palm as you opened your mouth, sucking on his thumb.

“Kitten, this is my last warning. I am late, keep that in mind.” His furrowing brows stirred something in you. You suddenly let your tongue swirl around his thumb. “You never listen, you brat.” He pulled his hand back and pushed his digits inside your mouth. Your tongue swirled and sucked on Taehyun’s two fingers as you looked at him.

He pulled his hand back again and kissed you. The kiss was sloppy and messy. You were practically drooling as his tongue danced inside your mouth and tangled with your tongue. His hand ran down your chest to your waist. His lingering touches felt hot and electrifying. He carefully slid his hand inside your tiny sleep shorts.

You were holding on to his arm for dear life as you felt so small in his gaze. “You should learn to know when and where you can act like this, tsk tsk,” he clicked his tongue as he pushed his fingers inside you. He moves them at an awfully slow pace. You couldn't help but whimper and moan his name. “T-Taehyun please, more, I’m g-gonna cum…” You whimpered with teary eyes.

Taehyun pulls away, wiping his fingers on your lips. He chuckled at your state when he stood up, you’re too fucked out with just his fingers. “Behave. I’m gonna pick you up later. And do not dare touch yourself. I’m warning you, sweetheart.” His smile was sweet, however, his voice was demanding.

You wanted to cry, you wanted him to let you cum at least before he left. “Taehyun p-please,” your eyes were pleading as you looked at him, squirming on the bed, trying to ease the tingly feeling on your cunt. “No can do sweetheart. I’ll leave now, see you later.” Taehyun kissed the top of your head before he turned around. Before he closes the door, he looks at you once again, giving you the ‘I’m-watching-you-so-you-better-be-careful’.

Maybe luck was on your side. It was because you fell asleep that afternoon, allowing your nearing high to subside for a while. It was safe to say, you succeeded at Taehyun’s command.

You woke up at a quarter to five. Rising to your feet, you trudged to the bathroom. You even thought of touching yourself in the bathroom, but you held yourself back. You didn't want Taehyun to be angry with you so you quickly wrapped your towel around yourself before the scent of his bath soap could overwhelm your senses. Or else it would have ended up with you touching yourself, just by mere soap at that.

While you were doing your hair and makeup, the door to your bedroom opened. It was Taehyun. “I’ll just change clothes, and we’ll go.” He hugged you and gave you a chaste kiss on your lips before he marched to the bathroom to probably wash his face or something.

Before you even stepped inside the restaurant, you could already sense the elegant ambiance it exuded.

“Let’s go, sweetheart, the others are already waiting.” Taehyun escorted you to the table where the others were waiting.

“Hi Y/n, nice to see you again, glad you made it.” Yeonjun gave you a hug and a cheek-to-cheek kiss. You meekly replied, “Hi Jjunie, nice to see you too.”

Beomgyu and Soobin waved at you. Kai almost did not notice you. If Soobin hadn’t pulled him back to the table, he would have stayed engrossed in watching the lights by the river.

You and Kai got along very well. He was always excited whenever he saw you. He would often talk about his new collections of plushies, how his hyungs would be bullying him most of the time, and many other stories he was so fond of telling you.

Food came shortly. The table looked busy with how Beomgyu and Yeonjun kept on bickering just across you and Taehyun. Soobin and Kai could only chuckle and leave side comments as they were sitting on both ends.

The members dug in while teasing to see who had the biggest appetite. You were also enjoying the playful banter, but you couldn’t help when your attention kept drifting back to Taehyun who seemed more interested in you than the food that was served at the table.

His hand rested on your waist throughout the night. Gently massaging your side from time to time, pulling away when needed, and placing it back after. After a while, he clasped your hand in his and lifted it to press a kiss to the back of it. “Cover your eyes, Kai,” Beomgyu playfully said, and the younger did as he was told, emitting laughter from all of you.

You suddenly felt a gentle touch on your thigh. Shit, it might not have been the best idea for you to wear a skirt. The touch felt so light, like a whisper. Taehyun’s hand, warm and inviting, was slowly exploring under the hem of your skirt, gliding just above your knee.

Your breath got caught in your throat as you looked at him with nervous eyes, but only a sweet smile was plastered on his face. “Eat a lot, sweetheart. I know you like it.” You didn't know what he meant by liking it. You bit your lip as you glanced below, watching his veiny hand wander on your thigh.

“What can you say about our upcoming event, y/n?” Yeonjun asked, not aware of what was happening under the table. You forced a smile, nodding, without actually knowing what the question was. Your attention was split between the conversation and Taehyun’s hand ghosting your skin. With Taehyun’s gentle caresses, you felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. He's totally allowing the feeling of lust in you to resurface once again. His fingers, lightly trace your skin, igniting a warm feeling that spreads like a wildfire throughout your body.

You shook your head, trying to focus on the topic served, but the sensation of his hand wandering left you holding your breath and distracted.

“Are you okay?” Soobin seemed to notice how you shook your head. But you weren’t able to reply, too much occupied with the sensation you were feeling.

“Y/n?” Taehyun’s voice broke through your thoughts, pulling you back for a moment. “Did you hear what Soobin had asked?” His mischievous grin hinted that he knew exactly what he was doing, testing the boundaries in the midst of his bandmates. You shook your head slightly, your cheeks warming as you looked back at Soobin, who was currently sharing his thoughts. Completely unaware of the subtle chaos happening at your side.

Taehyun took the opportunity to lean forward, his hand moving higher now, teasingly brushing against your throbbing core. Your breathing hitched. “Focus, y/n,” he whispered just enough for you to hear, his warm breath, sending shivers down your spine. It was a challenge, and the thrill of it made your heart race.

You glanced up at the others; they were too caught up in their own world to notice the growing tension between you and Taehyun. The restaurant bustled around you, laughter echoing, plates clattering, and your legs trembling as he ghosted your core once again.

“Let’s toast!” He announced, raising his glass. Everyone joined in, momentarily breaking the spell under the table. You tried to collect yourself and fix your hiked-up skirt.

As you took a sip of your drink, Taehyun’s hand found its way back beneath your skirt, more boldly this time. The thrill of it left you breathless again. Taehyun slipped a finger inside.

“I hope it doesn’t rain during our event, I don’t wanna get wet.” His innocent smile got you twitching. You bit the glass to suppress the whine that was about to come through, praying it wouldn’t break and wound your lips. You did your best to listen to Kai’s stories, making comments intermittently to avoid drawing too much attention to yourself.

Your thighs pressed together as Taehyun slipped another one, gently pushing in and out of your cunt. His moves were careful, not letting any squelching sounds be heard.

A few more pushes was all it took to have you cumming on his fingers. He kept on sliding his fingers inside, letting you ride your high, wiping his sticky fingers on your skirt afterward.

“Taehyun, is y/n okay? She looks a bit red?” Beomgyu looks concerned at least. Thinking you might be drunk from the liquor.

“Are you okay, sweetheart?” Taehyun was practically pretending. Your head hung low as you bit your lip, a sultry moan about to escape.

“T-Taehyun, I-I don’t feel well, I think we n-need to go h-home now,” you stuttered, your mind hazy. “Sorry guys, I think she caught a cold. She’s so warm.” Taehyun apologized as he placed the back of his hand on your forehead and neck.

“You should head home now, or it’ll get worse,” Yeonjun suggested as he handed you a glass of water that you immediately chugged down.

After saying your goodbyes to the rest of Taehyun’s friends, you stumbled, and it didn’t escape their eyes. Gasping and standing almost at the same time to assist you. “I-I’m sorry, I’m feeling a b-bit dizzy,” you bowed and asked for an apology.

“Noona, please take care on your way home. I still have many stories to tell, but I think you should go home for now.” Kai pouted. “I-I’ll make it u-up to y-you soon, Kai, I p-promise.”

Taehyun escorted you back to his car. His hand found its way back to your core once again the moment he started the car.

“T-Taehyun…” you whimpered. Taehyun chuckled, he knows the difference between your whimper when you’re needy and your whimper when you don’t want it anymore. And he was sure about your whimper just now. It clearly states that you wanted more.

“Needy, needy, needy, little girl,” he grinned. His eyes were fixed on the road, but his hand was busy fucking your cunt again.

“Can you wait until we’re home, sweetheart?” Taehyun asked as he licked his fingers, “Fucking sweet…” Your arm draped over your eyes as you nodded meekly, your eyes teary and cheeks red, your legs were also trembling.

It was not long before you arrived at his house. He’s not rushing at all, instead, it looks like he is taking his own sweet time. You tugged at the hem of his shirt as you stared at him with pleading eyes while he was finding the keys in his pocket.

He pulled your face, crashing his lips onto yours, saliva mixing as he tangled his tongue on yours. He pushed the door open without breaking the kiss, slamming into you in the hallway as he kicked the door close.

He pulled away, saying, "I think you deserve a reward, sweetheart, you did a good job today.” You frantically nodded your head as he smiled at you. Taehyun picked you up, as he headed to the bedroom.

He carefully laid you down, stripping his shirt off. “What’s your reward, pretty? Hm? What do you choose?” He crawled between your legs, hovering above you. You reached out to the tent on his pants and you rubbed it lightly.

“Good choice, good choice,” he commented, nodding at your action. The clinks of the buckle of his belt were the only thing that could be heard aside from your shaky breaths.

“Turn around,” he commanded. He gently pressed your head on the pillow as he raised your ass slightly. “I’m amazed you could keep a poker face while you were still so wet under the table,” he said, pushing your underwear to the side as he lined himself up to your entrance.

“Fucking scream into the pillow now!” He pushed inside you with all his strength as he continuously pounded into you.

“Oh, pretty, you feel so good. You know how to arch your beautiful back, fuck.” His voice was steady, totally taking control of you and your fucked out brain. “T-Taehyun, m-more, please!”

You begged. “Greedy.. so greedy, princess. You really love this, yeah?” His stamina has been no joke ever since he started hitting the gym. “Should I cum inside you?”

“P-please do, wanna be f-full of you.” Your muffled noise and moans were music to his ear as he pounded harder into your cunt.

Taehyun stopped. Edging himself. “T-Taehyun!” You squirmed under him, wanting more. He smirked, as a stinging slap landed on your ass.

“Ah!” He loves it when you’re squealing out in pleasure.

Two. Three. Four. Five more slaps.

“Look at you, cumming with just a slap, you're a slut aren't you?” His hand now wrapped around your neck as he pulled you flush to his chest.

Then he started fucking into you again. Harder. Deeper. Reaching the right spots. He continued thrusting until he came inside you.

“Your pussy feels good as hell, agh!” His hips stutter. But not less than a minute later, he started moving again. His lips were now planting soft kisses and hickeys over your shoulder, hips stuttering for the second time. Your voice resonated through the room as your body trembled. The mix of his cum and yours dripping down your thigh.

“I’m not yet done with your reward, sweetheart. We’re still not done.” Taehyun pants as he pushes you onto the bed, diving in for a missionary position.

@binniesbooks 2024

[majoryeager104]

Hi ! Another request. Your writing is so good I just keep coming back to this blog 😭

Okay so can you write about Dabi or Hawks (or both if you can) with a Reader who is like the most desperate flirt, has no shame whatsoever in her words no matter how nasty it is but as soon as he tries or does something like hug her from behind (which is so innocent compared to what reader says) reader is a blushing mess and yells about personal space

Thank you in advance and have an amazing day !!

omg this is just like me fr also im so glad u enjoy my writing 🙏🙏🙏

I kept the nasty level to a minimum tho lmao it’s mostly just cringe 😅

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“Kiss me if I’m wrong but, the earth is for sure flat.”

“shut the fuck up”

“You’re magnetic! My zipper is falling for you-”

“Shut. Up.”

“you like it”

“It makes me want to vomit.”

You sighed, rolling your eyes with a playful smile before making another attempt. “Just give me five minutes-” “you’re disgusting” “so is my love for you-” This back and forth went on for almost an hour as you two walked back through the city after a job. It had been months since you’d started dating, and yet Dabi felt like he’d never get used to the seemingly never ending list of pick-up lines that you probably scrounged the internet for. In fact, he found it astoundingly annoying and markedly mercurial.

Still, he couldn’t help the chuckle that would escape his mouth on the sparse occasion that your flirtations actually amused him. He also couldn’t help the blush that would tinge his cheeks and ears when you’d actually manage strike an odd nerve. But what really was odd about this ‘mercurial’ behavior, was your perpetually flustered reactions when he tried his own little romantic stunts. In fact, despite your constant changing attitude, it seemed like you’d freeze up the moment he got too close.

now that was really charming.

On this occasion, once you two had gotten back to the league hideout, he’d followed you to your room as usual, flopping down on your bed and beginning to scroll on his phone after kicking off his boots while you went to the bathroom to get ready for bed. He glanced over at the open door of the bathroom to see you busying yourself with brushing your hair. You looked pretty. He scoffed to himself. When didn’t you? Well, when you were running your mouth maybe..

he got up from the bed, slinking over to the doorway to stand behind you. He stared for another moment before taking two more steps, too quiet to be noticeable without those damn clanky boots. So you can imagine your surprise when you felt his warm arms snake around your waist, that pretty face of his nuzzled against the crook of your neck.

You froze, blushing wildly as you felt your whole body go warm, and you pulled away. He groaned in protest, grabbing your hand as you turned around to face him. “Heeey… get back here” he mumbled, stepping closer as he pressed you ever so gently against the bathroom sink, his warm hands on your hips as he went to lean down to your neck once more.

But thankfully (to you at least) you stopped him before he could, tugging him back carefully by his chin. “What the heck happened to personal space huh? I was busy” you said, your rosy blushed cheeks giving away your real feelings despite your rather precarious attempt at an undisturbed tone. But really, your voice just came out squeaky.

He chuckled a little, leaning in anyways. “You’re wrong by the way” he said quietly, a smirk growing on his face. You stared blankly for a moment. “Huh-” “you know, earlier? you said ‘Kiss me if I’m wrong but, the earth is for sure flat‘. You’re wrong.” He continued, his smirk only growing.

“I-” “surely you don’t intend to go back on your own terms” he interrupted before you could stutter out your response, chuckling once more.

“Not so much of a tease now huh?”

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“Your body is 60% water, and I’m thirsty as hell”

“I’m disappointed in you. I’ve heard that one like three times this week. You gotta get more creative”

“Do you work at Academy? Because you’re sporting the goods”

“Ehhh six out of ten”

“oh come on that’s a solid 7 and a half!”

“Five out of ten for desperation”

You groaned in mock frustration, flopping over on the couch. The two of you had been sitting quietly together when you’d begun this charade, and as usual Keigo played along with a grin. How couldn’t he when you were being so cute?

Maybe cute isn’t the word that anyone else would use though, but for him it was rather fitting. Because ‘anyone else’ would have no idea just how easy it was to make that charade fall apart like he did. It was so easy. So easy that he found himself wanting to fluster you to no end every chance he got.

“I’ll never have you will I?” You sighed, a teasing grin on your face as you looked back over at him. He narrowed his eyes a little, his smile remaining. Funny how the eyes can change, or maybe reveal, the energy behind a smile. “Oh you can have me” he chuckled, leaning over and putting a hand on your leg, just above your knee, like he was testing the waters.

At that you immediately blushed, that tease of a smile vanishing as your face went pink. Why wouldn’t it when the number two hero was right there touching you like that?

It was so simple yet so flustering, when his thumb began to trace a simple circle on the side of your knee. A mindless, simple movement that managed to grab your entire attention, bringing your focus to him. “Keigo…” you mumbled, blushing as you looked away, hoping he got the picture from your tone.

He did, immediately. But instead of stopping he just grabbed your chin and pulled you to look at him. “Yes?” He said in a teasing voice, unable to contain his smile to that same energy anymore as he fought the urge to laugh at just how flustered you were. He leaned a bit closer, making your breath hitch in your throat.

“somethin you wanted to say?”

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(My fave Sabrina song lmao)

[thatdeadaquarius]

Soon.

☆

With a puzzled squint, you could see the adeptus was running over what you said in his mind, trying to parse out the meaning. Xiao then threw his head up out of his slight bow, almost glaring at you, “There is no task nor person more important than guarding you, my Lord. I will stand guard, worry not about my state.”

Nodding to you, he abruptly turned on his heel to shift to the side of the entrance to the mansion, his spear tall and ready. You’d have twitched a smile at him if you could, as you're sure he’s gotten a little more comfortable with you than when you first officially met. You’re also sure from meeting Zhongli just once in person that he’d have a small heart attack if he saw some of Xiao’s informal behavior.

But you’re glad he hasn’t, the more relaxed they are, especially considering your form, the better.

You duck inside, though the ceilings are so raised that you don’t have to go that low surprisingly. Huh, it was nice to be anticipated in a building usually sized for human heights. Wow. You’ve really reached the point of casually calling yourself inhuman.

…well, to be real with yourself right now, it might actually help to get more accustomed to that in case you’re never human again.

You also put that possibility back into the vault at the back of your mind.

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HEY I live, again,

I had a big life update what with my sib graduating grad school (getting their masters degree) at the same time we both moved like 2 states over from our home state 😅

and unfortunately, i wasnt able to get my monster of a sequel out in time to post it remotely to get it out to you guys while i was afk

(as i havent had wifi/free time consistently in like 2-3 weeks)

which, phew, im finally able to be settled in one place enough to write again, and have enough time in the day to not be dealing wiht my apartment to write ToT

i hope you guys arent too mad at me! (or have forgotten me?? sobs)

also.

i hear Natlan's coming out. 👀

I don't think it'll be out before i post the full (3 chapters total planned) sequel, but just in case, disclaimer-

🪄I am not to be held liable for not writing about Natlan bc it wasnt out yet woooo🪄

anyway, yeah its also taking a bit bc i wanna post the completed thing all in one go, over the course of like 3 days or so, that way u guys can actually look forward to the next little chapter in a reasonable amount of time lmao

well yknow, if anyones still reading this or my blog lol

happy summer you guys! I hope u all are having a good one so far, esp those of you in school, heart going out to yall fr <33

Catch you on the flip side (ao3 side?)✌️

Safe Travels,

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[gh0stsp1d3r]

new to your blog and i have to say every fic is just 🤌🏼 chefs kiss lmao

have a little request !

jj maybank x kook!reader where they’re in a secret relationship and he goes to midsummers with her 🫢

ahhh! welcome!! im so so glad you like my stuff (: <3 i love this request so much

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Your mom swirled the glass in her hand as she laughed with a coworker. She had hosted a dinner party, for all her work friends, and you were hating everything about your life right now.

You internally groaned when one of her coworkers turned to you and began to talk.

“So, uh, y/n, who are you planning on going to midsummers with?” One of them said, flashing a smile at you from across the table.

“Uh, no one… right now.” You lied, giving them a small smile.

“Oh, well, isn’t that perfect? My son- actually doesn’t have a date yet, and me and your mom were just talking about how cute you two would be together! Maybe you’d wanna… meet him?”

Your face fell, but you just gave her a false smile, picking at your food with your fork as you gave her a small nod.

“Wonderful!” She exclaimed, making you bite back a remark and stand up.

“Where are you going?” Your mom asked with a furrowed brow.

“I’m gonna eat in my room. I’m not feeling good.” You told her, picking up the plate and practically running to your room.

You put the plate on your bed, shutting the door and grabbing your phone, immediately opening up JJs contact.

“How would you like to go to midsummers with me?” You asked him, watching the three dots pop up quickly.

“Thought you said that your mom wouldn’t like it.”

You thought about your response for a moment. “I don’t care, Pleaseeeeee?”

“You know damn well I wouldn’t say no to you”

You smiled at that, sighing in relief as you leaned back in your bed and held your phone.

“I know, see you tmr? We can go get you a suit or you can borrow one of my brothers.”

“Sure, and I’ll just borrow your brothers”

“I think I’m gonna go to sleep, goodnight jj.”

“goodnight” he told you, putting his phone down and looking up at the ceiling.

“Who the hells got you smiling like that?” John B asked from the doorway, abruptly stopping.

“Jesus Chr- can’t just sneak up on me like that, dude!” Jj jumped, hiding his phone away as he spoke. John B snickered, laughing as he walked away.

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The day of Midsummers, JJ stood at your door, rapping on the door with his headphones hung around his neck, hair disheveled and face surprisingly shaved clean.

He looked around the patio, picking up some decorations he saw, and smiling when he saw a little stone with your name written on it, something you did when you were younger.

“Oh, Jake, she’s just been-“ your mom opened the door, starting to talk before she looked up to see not Jake, but JJ.

Her eyebrows furrowed, and she was taken aback at the boy.

“Hello, ma’am.” He said, putting the stone down and looking at your mom. “Is she here?”

She looked him up and down, a slight disgusted look visible. “Sorry, I think you have the wron-“

“JJ!” You shouted, smiling as you stepped down the stairs. His eyes widened at the sight of you, he swears he could feel his heart beating out of its chest.

You smiled and hugged him, pushing your mom and wrapping your arms around him. He smiled, closing his eyes and hugging you back, leaving light kisses on your neck.

“You look…” he started when he pulled away. “Breathtaking.” He spoke, his words making you beam.

“What a romantic.” You teased him. “You look great! I told you it would look good on you, jayj!” You said, putting your hands on his suit jacket and fixing it.

“Thanks. You ready?” He asked you, you nodded and began to turn before your mom spoke up.

“Wait, you’re going to midsummers… with him?” Your mom interrupted the moment, making both of you look at her now.

You furrowed your eyebrows. “Yeah. Is that okay?”

“It’s… what about Jake?”

“I told Jake that he was a nice guy but I already have a boyfriend.” You shrugged.

She was stunned at this information, her beloved, sweet, daughter was dating a dirty pogue. At least that’s how she saw it.

“It was nice meeting you, Ms. L/n.” He called out as you both turned around, a smug smile on his face as he looked at you.

You sighed, shaking your head. “I’m fucking grounded after this. I know it.”

At the actual party, everyone seemed shocked to see you all glammed up, but with a pogue boy hanging on your arm the whole time.

The two of you seemed like opposites, your pink dress flowed around the floor, while he had a baseball cap on, looking like he threw the suit on two minutes before he came. He pretty much did.

“You okay, Jayj?” You asked him quietly when you both sat down.

“I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be?”

You looked around, everyone judging him loudly and quietly. You frowned and turned back to him.

“Everyone’s looking. I can understand if-“

“Let them.” He shrugged it off. “I don’t give a fuck about any of their snobby ass opinions,” he said with a small smile, not so subtly flicking one of the couples off.

You let your worries dissolve with his words about the stares and the whispers, especially when you saw JJ looked at you like that. Like you hung the stars themselves, like you were the only girl in the world.

“Do you fancy a dance, milady?” JJ asked you suddenly in a posh accent, holding his hand out.

You gasped, holding your hand to your heart. “Why yes I do, good sir.” You played along, a smile playing on your lips as he kissed your hand and took yours in his.

[p-taryn-dactyl]

way down we go: the aftermath (i)

a/n: hi!! I love this AU and im so happy that y'all liked it!! i know i said that there wouldn't really be a long fic continuation but i think this AU has some real potential and so im back lmao, it's been a while

word count: 1.9k

warning(s): agatha is a serial killer - psychological manipulation (kind of) - 👀 🌶️ - i have no real clue how police and stuff works this is so fiction - rushed ending im sorry - this might be bad but hey! i wrote something (oh and, first time writing anything remotely spicy on this blog so please be kind)

pairing(s): serial killer!Agatha Harkness x forensic scientist!reader

way down we go & way down we go ii

The trial came and went, a passing memory in your mind, pushed away so you wouldn't see her eyes boring into your dreams. 

It didn't work. 

Every night since you sat as a witness against Agatha, blue eyes followed you to sleep, haunting you with their coldness. Every night you woke up in a cold sweat, a phantom knife held to your throat. 

This night wasn't different as you shot out of bed with a gasp, a sheen of sweat covering your skin. Checking the time, you allowed yourself a bit of gratitude at the amount of sleep you got this night. 

Deciding to get into work early to examine bone samples of a cold case that you had reopened, you stretched and walked to your bathroom to get ready. It was a numbing experience, Agatha's humming no longer filling the air to sooth your mind. Soon, you found yourself in your car on the road. As you pulled into the parking garage of the building, a feeling akin to dread pooled in your stomach. Never before did the cold, dark atmosphere of the garage haunt you, follow you, as it did right then. You parked, in your regular spot, a sense of normalcy that did little to calm your nerves. 

Agatha had claimed insanity, a response to the abuse and PTSD given to her by her own mother, a claim that had kept her off of death row. You would never admit to anyone that you were relieved, relieved that the woman you loved for so long wouldn’t meet her end in a dark room strapped to an inhumane device. However, unless you made the decision to visit, Agatha would spend the rest of her days in a federal prison. 

When you got out of your car, you had the feeling of being watched, a feeling you knew all too well. But when you looked around, no one was there. However, a fluttering noise caught your attention, drawing you to the concrete pillar next to your spot. A piece of paper, duck taped, fluttered in the small gusts of wind. You tore it off, opening the folded paper and promptly dropping it onto the ground below. 

You knew that handwriting. 

Before the note could be taken away with the wind, you crouched on the ground, picking up the paper and leaning against the pillar as you read. 

You won’t find anything with the bones, they’re old and dry: useless. Go back to where they were found, let’s see what you discover there. See you soon, my darling. 

~ A

It felt like years could pass and you were stuck in place. Millions of questions ran through your mind as your hands gripped the letter in a vice like grip. 

How did she know what you were doing?

How did she know about the bones?

How did she send this letter?

How, how, how?

No answers entered your mind, you could think of no way, no reason, that Agatha could’ve accomplished this. But curiosity prevailed and you stood up, making your way back into the driver's seat. 

This cold case has been the bane of your existence for far too long. Only bits of bones were found, a shallow grave that was old when discovered. No one had ever found the skull, let alone enough for a full skeleton. It was like the second the bones were discovered the case ran cold. Even if it was your wi- even if it was Agatha bringing to light new possible discoveries, you would take it. Solving this case could get you back on your feet, as you had been hiding in your lab in the months of Agatha’s trial. You entered the address of the crime scene, a long abandoned park and walking path thirty minutes away, into your GPS and drove away. 

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The air was almost still with anticipation as you walked the path. The bits of bones had been found only a few hundred feet away and you felt a pull towards the spot. But as you got closer, you saw a stick standing straight up in the ground, marking the exact location of the shallow grave. On it was another piece of paper, with words that sent you falling to your knees, digging in the soft dirt with your hands, 

Here lies Evanora Harkness, first to die, the one with no regret. 

Dirt clung to your nails, roots stung against your skin as you clawed the ground away, making it past the spot where the initial grave ended. But as you kept going, you came across smaller bones. A body of a long decomposed rabbit lay in front of you, something to throw search dogs off their scent. You kept digging. You dug until your arms burnt with the strain, until your arms were covered in a thin layer of the earth. You dug until you found it. 

The skull. 

Its position in the ground told you how the body had been buried. Methodically, of course, but as if Evanora was standing up in the ground, arms stretched to the sky. The finger bones were what you had collected years previous. 

As you held the skull in your hands, you felt an indent on the jaw. A cut from her throat, sloppy with the hands of someone first committing murder. This really was Agatha’s first victim. But why had she led you here, how did she lead you here? One more body equaled another life sentence, no chance of ever seeing daylight again. 

Your phone started ringing, the horrible service on the walking path letting a stray call through. You answered, but Darcy’s voice barely made it over the static. 

“Turn on the news!” Was all you could hear before the call fell through. 

The panic in your colleagues and friend’s voice made you stand with haste, putting the skull back into the ground and frantically pushing the dirt back into the hole. You grabbed the stick, breaking it and throwing it off the trail as you crumbled up the note, stuffing it in your back pocket. 

There was a gas station almost right outside the park. You rushed in, your mind going a thousand miles per hour. Why would Darcy want you to turn on the news? You had your answer almost the second you crossed the threshold. A group of people stood in front of the cashier, who had a small TV hanging above their head. The news was playing, a somber looking reporter standing in front of a landscape covered with tape and police cars. 

“Earlier this week, a mass confusion occurred outside Salem Penitentiary. Law enforcement said that, at the time, they didn’t know how bad the damage was. But now, as reports flood in, they have no choice but to release what really happened. A prison break. Some two hundred…” 

Her voice trailed off in your mind, muffled by your shock. 

The notes, the feeling of being watched, the cold case. 

Agatha had escaped. 

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The drive back home was loud. You blasted music, yelled at others on the road, honked at people to get out of your way. When you pulled into your driveway, it was like a wave of deja vu crashed over you. The car went silent as you turned it off, your eyes never leaving the shadow in the window. Slowly, you got out of the car, your heart practically beating out of your chest. You opened the front door, the silent aura of your home expectant as you walked further into your house. In the living room, it was like history repeating itself. Except this time, your wife held no wine and had no knife. She wore clothes from the closet you couldn’t bear to clean out, looked like she had recently taken a shower - something you were suddenly very aware you needed, but her eyes stayed the same. Cold and blue, boring into you. You steeled yourself, not letting your eyes fall from hers as you approached her. Agatha just watched until you were a foot in front of her, she uncrossed her legs and spread her arms out like she wanted a hug. You hated how fast you folded, rushing to straddle her lap and wrap your arms around her. Burying your face into her neck, you felt tears build up in your eyes. For a moment, you would let yourself pretend. Pretend that your wife wasn’t a serial killer, pretend that she hadn’t been in prison for months, pretend that it was all a bad dream and she was consoling you. 

“Oh how I missed you, darling,” her voice sent chills down your spine. It held overwhelming affection, but she spoke as if detached. It was then you realized the last time she had seen you was when you sat the witness stand, giving the evidence to put her away for lifetimes. You leaned back, letting your arms rest on her shoulders as you stared at her. Her eyes examined you, running over the bags under your eyes, the dirt layering the skin on your arms. Seeing the concern in her eyes made something in your mind crumble. 

Everyone makes mistakes sometimes, right? And honestly, her victims had no one to miss them so-

You internally shook your head at yourself. No, you couldn’t think like that, you couldn’t-

Your train of thought was interrupted by Agatha’s hands cupping your face. You brought up your hands to cover hers, tears now streaming down your face. 

“I-I’m sorry,” you choked out, noticing how something in Agatha’s eyes softened at your words, “I thought I was doing the right thing, I didn’t want-”

She cut you off with a light kiss, which deepened as her grip on your face grew tighter. Soon, your lips were crashing against hers with a ferocity you had missed. Craved. She leaned forward, wrapping her arms around you as she stood. Never once breaking the kiss. She brought you to the spot you stood all those months ago, pressing you against the wall as she kissed down your neck, sucking lightly at your collarbone. 

“Agatha-”

“Did you miss me?” She cut you off with a bite to your shoulder, pushing your sleeve down your arm with strength that almost tore the seams. You let out a breathy gasp, surprised. 

“I,” you swallowed, about to admit something out loud that you had only thought for months, “I did, I do, I miss you so much.” The tears came back, flooding your eyes and choking your words. Agatha looked up, slowly letting you down so you could stand as she put one arm by your head. 

“I’m right here, I don’t plan on leaving you alone for a long time.” 

The smile she gave you was shark like, all teeth. You were her prey and you fell right into her trap. Her free hand trailed down your body, coming to pause over the buttons on your pants. She circled the metal, tapping it as she spoke. 

“Now, after our last conversation, I don’t think you believe me when I say I missed you,” some part of you shuddered with guilt, she was right, you didn’t believe her fully, “And I can’t have that. Why don’t I show you how much I missed you?” 

You gasped as she unbuttoned your pants, trailing her fingers down to the place that had been abandoned since Agatha went behind bars. She crashed her lips into yours again, licking the seam of your lips, begging to be let in. You parted your lips, allowing your wife to consume you. As her fingers pushed your underwear to the side, you wrapped your arms around Agatha’s neck tighter, raising one leg to hook around her hip. 

Oh this was a bad idea.

a/n: hehe, hopfully this was ok?? my writing slump has been EVIL and im just now crawling out of it

[enbyfrogwrites]

you're so needy, baby pt. 2

so! y'all voted for the content of pt 2. I hope y'all enjoy, again mdni and everything is under the cut <3.

tags: dead dove do not eat, mommy kink, sub!choso, smut, begging, afab reader but reader is nb coded, reader is mix coded but there's nothing pertaining to race outwardly, cockwarming, reverse cowgirl, needy!choso, dom!gn!reader, reader is FAT not chubby or curvy, squirting, 18+; i don't go into details of what reader has, but reader is afab!coded but no outward description of their bottom half. Additionally, no use of y/n, unprotected sex

i'm trying my best, my physical and mental health went down the drain so i'm sorry that it took literal months to even begin this. there's going to be spelling and grammar errors cuz i'm just one person and that's just how it goes. please send me asks of yummy content. i think im gonna make this sub characters blog lmao

thanks for reading <3

word count: ~1.8k

You look back at Choso, his face wet as he pathetically whimpers a combination of pleas and 'Mommy'. You've been playing your game for a while. You haven't checked the time yet, but you figured it was close to an hour since you actually started playing.

"M-Mommy-" Choso huffed hotly into the nape of your neck. "Has it been an hour yet?" His voice was so whiney, the tail end of his question ended in a higher pitch. You chuckle as you felt your boyfriend nuzzled his tear-stained face in between your neck and the soft meat of your shoulder. The sensation caused you to shiver slightly, in turn making Choso groan loudly as you felt his still hard cock twitch inside of you.

"I don't know, baby. I have to check." You answered truthfully, your hand reaching up and ruffled your boyfriend's fine hair. Choso leans into the touch, letting out a small noise. You paused your game and grabbed your phone which sat next to your desktop. You swiftly tap your screen as you bring the device to your face. As you looked at the time, you felt your cute boyfriend grab at your apron belly, squeezing tightly in need, but not enough to physically hurt you.

You notice you have ten more minutes left before it would be a full hour...but you were in between quests in your game. Not only that...but your boyfriend was being such a good boy too...ah, fuck it.

"Yeah, baby." You coo as you take your headphones off and set them in front of you. "Are you ready for Mommy's reward?"

"Please, please!" Choso cried softly into your plump shoulder, his hands skirting up your stomach so he can wrap his arms around your waist. "Mommy, it hurts. Have I been a good boy?"

Your boyfriend squeezes you tightly, whining and sniffling pathetically. You again reach over your shoulder to pat his head lovingly before placing both of your hands on your desk for better leverage. You propel the desk chair backwards, pushing off your desk just enough for you and Choso to get up, not to fling yourself across the room.

"C'mon, Pookie;" You turn your head to look at Choso's beautiful dark violet eyes. "Let's take this to the bed, Okay? Mommy wants you to lay on the bed for them." You slowly pull yourself off his length, making your boyfriend gasp as your wet hole left his aching cock. His cock was slick and shiny from your hole, glistening in the natural lighting in your bedroom. Gods, his cock was beautiful, the head leaked profusely and was a glorious shade between dusty pink and scarlet red. Choso's cock twitched temptingly from the sudden temperature difference. The shaft was just so thick and veiny, and absolutely delectable to look at.

You look up and noticed how wrecked Choso truly was. The shorter front pieces his hair was plastered to this forehead. Your boyfriend's cheeks were so flushed that it somehow made the mark on his nose stand out even more. When you make eye contact with the poor half-curse, his dark circles were more pronounced from how much he was crying and begging. The blush from his cheeks traveled all the way down his neck to just a bit under collar bone that peaked from his V-neck.

You gestured to the bed next to your desk with your hand before gently leaning down to lick your way into Choso's mouth. The mewl that left his mouth as you caressed his tongue lovingly with your own was delicious. You pull away and made the short distance to the bed. You plop down on the edge of it and stared at your boyfriend expectantly as you patted your shared bed.

Choso scrambled off your desk chair, his feet shuffling swiftly and softly across the hardwood floor. He climbed dutifully on the bed and went to the center of the mattress where you patted.

"Scoot up for, Mommy please. Mommy wants their good boy's back on the headboard, can you do that?"

Choso nodded eagerly, his hands pushing the majority of his body weight so he can maneuver to how you wanted him positioned. You move up with him and made sure to tuck a couple of pillows behind him in preparation for his...reward. In addition, you slide your chubby fingers under his V-neck and pulled the fabric off his chiseled abdomen and carefully made sure that it didn't snag on any of his piercings on the way up.

"Mommy, please." Choso choked out, his right hand sneaking past your heated core to grip his cock. Really it's been only a few minutes, but the tone of his voice and desperation in your boyfriend's eyes made it seem it's been like a million years. You giggled as you gently pried his hand off his leaking cock, giving a small peck on his cheek in compensation.

"Relax for me, baby."

You palm your boyfriend's cock with one hand, starting from the base and leave fleeting touches across his tip with your fingertips. You repeat this motion a couple times, making Choso squirm and gasp loudly at the sensation. On the downwards stoke, you continue further down and cupped Choso's balls and gently massaged them. You pull a few more moans and whimpers from him before letting go completely.

You turn yourself around and backed your ass up enough, so your boyfriend's cock lined perfectly with your sopping hole. You hold your breath as you grip his cock and began to sink down on to it. Gods, he was just in you, and he still felt so damned big. You wait a moment after Choso bottoms out to catch your breath before to turning partially around to face the half-curse.

"Let Mommy do all the work, okay? You can cum in Mommy's hole whenever. You were such a good boy today, Cho!"

Choso's only response was a meek 'please, Mommy' followed by a shuttered breath. His pupils were blown wide, his beautiful violet irises almost swallowed whole as he made eye contact with you. You gave him a lopsided smile before facing forward so you can grab at the bed between Choso's thighs.

"My thighs, Mommy!" A pause as you whip your head back towards the half-curse. "I want to feel you grip my thighs as you fuck yourself on my cock, Mommy."

You face heated up immediately. You felt yourself get even more wet on his cock before hurriedly turning back around in slight embarrassment. You go to do what your boyfriend requested of you, but you felt him yank on your t-shirt.

"I love seeing all of you, baby. It's not fair if I'm the only one naked." Choso's tone was between husky and needy.

A twinge of self-consciousness peaked in your head at the thought of riding you boyfriend with all of you exposed. You apron belly, your back rolls, and your stretch marks would be on complete display. But just as those thoughts came into your head, they vanished when you felt Choso sit up more just to grab at your fat stomach.

"Please, baby? I love you. All of you."

You felt your body relax- you didn't even know it tensed up in the first place quite frankly. Warmth blossomed throughout your chest as the love and comfort radiated from Choso. You nodded your head and swiftly pulled off your shirt. You didn't wear a binder or a bra today, so you felt your nipples pebble immediately in the open air.

Fuck, you loved Choso so damned much.

"I love you, too. Lean back so Mommy can take care of you." You twist your head enough so you can watch him obey you before you faced forward again.

You gripped Choso's thighs as you lifted your hips up and slammed them down again. Choso made a choked sound behind you, making you smile at the noise before repeating the motion again. You began to rock your hips at the end, making your boyfriend hit deep inside you. Helpless, you yelp in pleasure as you do it again. Small 'ah ah ah's kept being punched from Choso's lips as you sit fully on him again.

"Fuck, baby, meet me halfway?" You groan the question out as you grind your core on the half-curse's pelvis.

"Yeah, Mama," Choso didn't even hesitate before grabbing your plump hips as leverage to thrust up into you.

You both moan when you meet perfectly in the middle. The skin-on-skin slapping echoed loudly throughout the room, which surprisingly wasn't half as loud as Choso's cries of 'mommy' and his high-pitched keens.

"Mommy, mommy, mommy-" the noise Choso let out following the last plea was between a choked sob and a frustrated whine. "I'm gonna cum! Please! Puh-lease." You twist your head to look behind you and noticed your boyfriend was only using one hand on your hips as he gripped on to his hair with his other hand...in desperation.

You were close too- fuck. Your legs were getting tired, but you weren't going to stop now especially if your boyfriend looked like that. Gripping his thighs even tighter- he's definitely going to have bruises tomorrow- you push yourself even further. Your hips came down harshly and unrelenting. You purposely kept grinding your core on every down stroke to bring yourself closer to orgasming.

"Cumming, Mommy!" Choso keened, he learned forward and grabbed your fat stomach, as he held your hips still to pump his hot seed into your sloppy hole. You felt his cock twitch inside your gummy walls, and you quickly reached between your legs to rub yourself furiously.

It didn't take much, a couple of swipes of your chubby fingers on your nub and the dam broke. A small cry left your lips as you felt a small distant feeling of being...more wet than usual when cumming this time around.

You rested on your haunches as you tried to catch your breath. Unconsciously you rubbed at the now red fingerprints blossoming on Choso's thighs. Speaking of him you felt the half-curse lovingly rub your stomach as he nuzzled his face into the plush middle of your back.

You then felt Choso began to shake uncontrollably, and you began to worry. Just as you tried to turn around, you felt Choso smile into your back, and you noticed that he was fucking...laughing?

"Look down, baby." Choso giggled.

You do as you were requested and look down. To your horror your sheets were soaked.

"Holy fuck! Did I really squirt?" You also noticed that your boyfriend's cock and balls were sopping.

"And here you were trying to play your game, but you wouldn't have done this if you did, Mommy."

[noveauskull]

CALLING OUT ALL L&DS PLAYERS RN!!!

I have a genuine question that revolves around this very specific story idea and im just D Y I N G to know if i should make it happen or not and i need the words and support of every fellow L&DS writer and reader ASAP

(im super anxious writing this cause what if everyone thinks this idea sucks or not enough ppl see this post cause they dgaf 😭😭)

so im thinking of making a fanfic of L&DS where MC has a twin sister. this twin sister is like her evil half and tbh not really her twin but more like part of MC's self where all the evil and painful things she did is hidden in that half of herself which is her twin sister.

MC lost her memories of all the male leads in L&DS when she used her aether core to divide herself into the worse half of her, which is why she has heart problems and overall just issues with having an aether core, because of her twin that carries all the past mistakes and sorrows she had.

I plan on making MC's twin a very aggressive, childish and petty person, but she can have her times of weakness and be very sweet and caring when she wants to, i mean, she is the bitter half of MC so of course she has to be cruel, but we also get to see how MC's twin grows into being the true version of MC.

I would just jump onto making the fic happen however i need it to be clear that the main focus won't be MC herself but MC's twin, and all the male leads in L&DS will be showing affection towards MC AT FIRST before moving on towards MC's twin.

I even have the names of MC and MC's twin planned out (since I cant always narrate them as MC and MC's twin) in both chinese and english! *since L&DS is a chinese game and also because im using english to write the fic*

Also the debate on making this fic a fluff only with slight angst or fluff, angst and SMUTTY AS HELL with all male leads is a very, very, VERY big option that im struggling to choose, but as my pride and joy of being a smut writer, i think the smut side is really pushing through here.

So far these are all the main information i wanna share before making the fic happen, hopefully enough blogs reply to this post cause i am in DESPERATE NEED OF FEEDBACK cause if no one is going to read it why bother amiright or amiright LMAO

im kidding but please do give your thoughts on this! if i dont think a lot of people are interested im cool with that too but again it'd be amazing to actually write a full on fanfic that isnt just oneshots or short tumblr posts, and a SMUT one at that!

Im always eager to challenge myself and i think im ready to take the leap for this one!

[rottenrosethorns]

HI HI!! i love ur blog sm i had to request something!! can we pls get some fluffy leon hcs where he's playing w his partner's hair? or caressing their skin, anything along those lines🥺

im touch starved istg

Pairing: Leon Kennedy x gn!reader 

Genre: Headcanons, Fluff 

Synopsis: Leon’s love language is physical touch – Leon takes you on a surprise date to the local carnival! 

Word Count: 1.4K 

Warnings: mentions of carnivals but no clowns, large crowds, mentions of social anxiety 

A/N: I don’t know how to write headcanons lol. So, hopefully this is okay for the first time. I also don’t know how to keep things short and sweet, I was itching to write a whole ass fic for this LMAO. thank you anon for the idea and for loving my humble blog! <3

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- masterlist - 

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You always found it surprising that Leon would put 110% effort in planning your monthly date nights. Usually, he’s cool, calm, and collected, so you didn’t strike him as the type to become giddy about some outing; however, Leon always managed to prove you wrong. He was an excellent planner thanks to all the years of training his observation skills. 

He knew exactly what you liked and didn’t like. So even if you hated surprises, Leon would always orchestrate the date accordingly and ease into the activity he knew you’d enjoy. 

Plus, you trusted him more than you trusted your anxiety!

Before you even leave the house, Leon's sitting on the closed lid of the bathroom toilet, watching as you get yourself ready for whatever outing he'd been brewing for the past week. His eyes would be keen on you the entire time, shifting to look at your reflection in the mirror, then back towards you. 

Since he doesn’t want to interrupt your work – you are putting in the time and energy to look good for him after all – Leon resorts to verbal compliments and being your personal hype boy. 

You'd usually listen to music or play a video to accompany your routine, but nowadays, Leon was the only companion you needed. 

Leon can't sit still for long, so he'll be hovering all around you. One moment, he's standing behind you and wrapping his arms around your midriff to catch you in a tight back hug. Next, he's turning you around with his hands on your hips as he tries to convince you that you don't need anything to make you look more breathtaking than you already were. 

You pinch him arm gently, warning him that he'll make you both late if he keeps distracting you. So, he offers to help you with your hair instead. 

The man wants to be involved! Let him dote on you! 

Surprisingly, Leon's decent as a hairstylist. Experienced from handling young Sherry’s hair, Leon forcibly learned almost any and all basic hairstyles. He'll be extra gentle with you though, making sure not to pull too tight or harshly brush through knots. If he's feeling a bit childish, he'll try to tickle your earlobes. But when you get annoyed, he'll offer an apologetic kiss on your neck before neatly finishing his style. 

Sometimes he’ll ask what style you want, but most times you let him decide for you. Secretly, you know he enjoys dolling you up to his expectations, so as long as it looks well kept, you didn’t mind what he did for you. 

Leon's not the best driver, so unfortunately, he can't do the one hand driving, one hand on your left thigh ordeal. No matter how much he wants to be cool, he doesn't have the confidence to drive without two hands on the wheel like a teen who'd just gotten their permit. 

It's okay though, because he'll interlace his fingers with yours and softly kiss the back of your hand at red lights. Maybe, he can sneak in a peck when there's traffic too. 

Leon always opens the door for you and offers a helping hand which never lets go unless absolutely necessary. It's not uncommon for couples to hold hands in public, but when he's brought you to the local carnival with an abundance of people, he's definitely making sure you don't get lost in the crowd. Your safety comes first after all. 

If you get anxious around a lot of people, Leon will either rub his thumb over the back of your hand soothingly as he whispers some reassuring words for you or he'll move so that his body acts as a sort of barrier. 

You'll always follow closely behind him, tugging at his clothes just in case your hands disconnected for whatever reason. Once you're out of the crowd, Leon will make sure you're feeling okay before holding you closer by latching his arm around your waist. 

It’s a win-win for the both of you. You get to feel his warmth from his protection, and he gets to ward off anyone who thinks they have a chance with you. Boy is possessive, so don’t stray too far! 

If you get self-conscious about PDA, Leon will pout, but he'll get over it. As much as he wants to smother you in kisses for the world to see that you are his lover, Leon would never force you to be in an uncomfortable situation especially in public. 

Therefore, he'll compromise with a ghost touch at the small of your back or a soft grip on your shoulder. He'll know he's doing okay because you'll subconsciously lean closer to him and sometimes put a hand on top of his. 

The both of you will explore the carnival grounds for a while, trying your hand at a few carnival games. Of course, Leon is very competitive in nature and an excellent marksman, so he'll absolutely ace at any and all shooter games. But this time, he'll push you up to the podium this time and help you win your own prize. 

He'll stand behind you with both hands on your shoulders as he tells you to focus on the three glass bottles. He gives clear instructions, waiting for you to nod your head or make a noise in confirmation before sliding his arms down yours and aiming the toy gun towards the bottles. 

He'll hover towards your level, chin resting on the curvature of your shoulder. He does this to help see how you’re aiming, but he purposely pushes himself closer to tease you. He can’t help that you’re just smaller than him and that your figure is always begging for him to embrace you. 

He knows you're nervous, but he wants you to win, so he'll wrap his hands around your shaking hands, gripping the stock to stabilize you and the gun before shifting your aim. Once lined up, he'll let you pull the trigger on your own, successfully knocking down the three bottles. Elated, you turn and envelope yourself into a congratulatory hug before happily accepting the prize. 

When you're both hungry and take a seat at an open table to snack on the overpriced carnival food, Leon now does the hand on the thigh thingy. 

He'll go the extra mile and hook your leg over his, so that you're partially thrown over his lap as he traces random lines on your skin. Again, if you're anxious about large crowds, this'll soothe you. 

You can't say you've been to a carnival if you hadn't gone on the ferris wheel, right? Is it very obvious that he plans to seal the night with a romantic kiss at the top of the ride? Yes. But, you'll pretend you don't know what he's planning to do. 

Leon's never truly loved someone before, so don't blame him when he gets all his ideas from cheesy romance movies. You'd never expose him though, because you didn't mind being the main character sometimes. 

You can tell he's nervous, his eyes are watching the wheel spin round and round as you wait in line. Now it's your turn to calm his nervousness down as you wrap yourself on his bicep and lean your head on his muscles. He'll look away with a soft, goofy smile before taking his free hand and giving you a soft head pat to silently thank you. 

Once on the ride, Leon prefers that you sit next to him. Although he liked looking at you sitting across from him, Leon felt much more comfortable with you by his side, especially when you both were swinging higher than the treetops. 

As the ride begins to move, Leon will wrap an arm around your side, planting a firm grip on your hip and pulling you close to him. Even when the cart shakes, Leon's hold is firm and keeps you stable, but that doesn't prevent you from fearfully gripping his midsection.

He'll let out a teasing laugh at your timid reaction and press a kiss on your temple as you hide your face in his chest. 

Once at the very top, Leon will uncover you and take a moment to admire you. He's very keen on eye contact, so he'll hold your chin with his fingers as he expresses how much he loves you. He'll slide his fingers until they're placed on the side of your neck and pull you in for that cliche kiss to perfectly end the night.

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hi! how are you?

so I read a fic some time ago that destroyed me…… like literally. I enjoyed it but at the same time I didn’t. but now I can’t stop thinking about it bc everything on it was so revolting and fucked. how to make a fic get out of our system? is it possible 😅 not to be dramatic but this fic almost made me lose interest in the whole ship lmao I just wanted to read something I enjoy again, you know? and nothing hits :( and when it does I’m almost finishing the fic and something horrible happens (that wasn’t really tagged) and I endure it until the end 💀 anyway if you have any fic that you read recently that is very romantic and monogamous or even if they are exes but they don’t date anyone else because they just can’t move on, pls share with us!! and it doesn’t have to be drarry, it can be anything. Im going through your lists and whole blog tbh looking for something that will save me lmaoooo I’ve read almost everything that interests me and you recced. (btw your break up make up list is amazing!) still I think the spark left me 🫠 ugh sorry for yapping

I’m sorry to hear that, anon :,( I think we’ve all been there at some point, god knows how many times I felt blocked, uninspired or just unable to connect to any fic. Personally, I find it helpful to take short breaks from fandom and focus on other hobbies for a while. Those fics will always be there when and if you’re ready to return! Also, imho you shouldn’t have to “endure” any fics that you find upsetting. I don’t typically have any triggers but I certainly have tropes/topics that don’t interest me much (or at all), and I have no qualms abandoning a fic when they show up unannounced 🤣

Now, it’s a bit hard to rec something randomly without knowing more about your fic tastes, but since you’re interested in romantic/monogamous stories, I thought I’d share some recs along those lines. This is a personal selection that might not work for you, but if it does I’ll be pleased to know that you’ve found that spark again :) Take care xo

Short fic:

Take the Moon by tackytiger (M, 15k)

Harry Potter has always wanted a family of his own, and when a deadly blood curse forces him into a marriage bond with his best friend Draco Malfoy, it looks like he might just have found one. It's just a shame they’d always planned to break up after a year…

Two Zinnias and the Scent of Lemon by @the-starryknight (M, 16k)

The Ministry didn’t turn bad overnight. Harry didn’t suddenly turn rogue either. Between covert Legilimency links and Polyjuice disguises and running and running and running, Draco has forgotten what it is like to have a safe harbor that isn’t a person. If there’s an art to fighting back, then they’ll find it hand in hand.

Us, in Lieu by Tepre (E, 29k)

Teddy needs help and Harry needs funding. Draco sits in the other room and plays the piano.

Long fic:

Little Deaths and How to Avoid Them by nerakrose, dustmouth (T, 96k)

Malfoy is way too interested in coroner reports for somebody who's definitely not looking for ways to die, Harry wants to be friends with him, and Ginny wants to break up with Harry.

Who we are in the shadows by Quicksilvermaid (E, 100k)

What happens when you’re forced to become the very thing you despise? Ex-Auror Harry Potter, tossed out of the Ministry for something he had no control over, has been looking for a way back to his former life.

Far From The Tree by aideomai (E, 112k)

The arrival of Harry Potter’s children—snapped back in time, the children themselves guessed, twenty or so years—was the most interesting thing to happen at Hogwarts for years.