#and the shirt i did check was a womens 😭

[unknownspecies]

nanami having a mental crisis because he saw me wearing a guys shirt that he knows isnt his

[latenightdaydreams]

Haii!

How do we feel about a smut with pornstar reader & pornstar Konig? Like- their comments in their vids/twts/etc. always saying to collab w/ eachother and after awhile, they finally do 👀

-🖤

(Also sorry if I already sent this- I forgot if I did😭)

You didn't! I love the idea of being shipped with Pornstar!König. The Austrian with a monster cock🤤

Pornstar!König x Pornstar!Reader (fem)

MDNI🔞

Master List

>cw: fem/afab, p in v, oral

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König is famous in the adult film world. During lock down he downloaded Only Fans and ended up making his own account. His striking blue eyes, hidden face mystery, and 6’10 280 lb frame of solid muscles weren’t the only reasons he became so famous; he also has a 10-inch cock the size of most women’s forearms.

You, on the other hand, are a cam girl turned OF girl. You are known by your fan base never being scared of a challenge. You use toys that make people's jaws drop. Your body being strikingly stunning along with a beautiful face and kinky appetite for sex, you blew up quickly on the platform.

Because of the material you make, your fans instantly made you aware of another content creator, König. After about the 100th comment, you decide to go on your X account and check out his page. Instantly you notice the mask covering his face and his blue eyes. His bio gives his height and weight, your jaw drops. You continue to scroll and see a photo he’s recently posted. He’s wearing gray sweatpants with no shirt. His body is stunning, but your eyes drop to the outline of his erection in his pants, his dick literally hanging down his leg. You smirk now, understanding why the fans think you two should film together. You go ahead and give him a follow.

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König has also seen the comments. After the first one he instantly looked you up. His eyes shot open when he saw the photo of toys on your profile. Scrolling down a few posts he sees you, and wow. You’re wearing a pink lace thong with your breast fully exposed. You have a sweet smile on your face and you’re standing in a field of wildflowers. You look ethereal. He instantly took notice of you, but contrary to his online persona, he is very socially awkward. He has no idea how to reach out to you, or any girl; that’s why he only posts solo. Then while he is scrolling looking at his feed, he gets a notification. You just followed him.

He quickly sits up and smiles. He clicks your profile and begins to look at all the photos you’ve posted again. His heart rate is picking up, he doesn’t know if he should message you or wait. That’s when your phone chimed and he got the notification that you messaged him.

> “Hey! I’m sure you know of me from your comments 😂, but I’m y/n!”

He reads your message probably ten times before getting the courage to respond to you.

> “Hey, ja, I know you. It’s nice to finally talk.”

He hits send quickly and waits for you to respond. He can feel his heart rate picking up. He hopes that you’re messaging him to make content together. He can feel his excitement rising as his leg bounces waiting for your next message.

You sit feeling nervous yourself as you look down at your phone. He responded so quickly it didn’t give you time to think of a smooth way to ask about a collab. You’ve only ever filmed solo or with women, never a man.

> “I was wondering if you’d be interested in maybe getting together? I see you mostly do solo, so please feel no pressure. I just figured the fans would love it.”

König stands and punches the air like his favorite sports team had just won the big game. Now he just has to act smoothly and not ruin this.

> “I’d love to.”

Both of you do a little celebration dance, feeling excited about the possibility of filming together. You both continue to message back and forth and work out how you’d both meet on account of him being based in Austria, but you both work something out.

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One week later you post on your social media accounts a photo of a plane at the airport. The comments explode with assumptions and more tagging of König. During the next few hours, you continue to post your travels while König doesn’t post at all.

That is until he posts a photo of a small feminine hand in his and then you post a bathroom mirror selfie with a man’s large arm around your waist. You sit with König in your Airbnb on the living room sofa, both giggling as people begin to realize the collab is about to happen.

König paid for you to fly to him, picked you up at the airport, and paid for your Airbnb. You knew König was 6’10, but seeing him in person actually blew you away. Plus, he is so sweet. In person, his face remains covered by the mask. You have questions, but you leave it alone.

Your first day together you spend the day going over health, boundaries, safe words, and any questions you might have for each other. Once everything is settled, you both plan to film the next day to allow you to get some rest.

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König wakes up early and works out the day of filming. He eats a light breakfast and takes a long shower to help with his nerves. He is excited to have sex with a woman that he knows is very capable of taking someone his size instead of having only the tip of his cock in someone. Getting dressed in sweats and a black shirt, he makes his way to you.

You are currently sitting on the floor in front of a full-length mirror to do your makeup. You just do a light natural look for today. You’re wearing a black silk robe over your nude body with two sets of lingerie set out, waiting to get König’s opinion.

A knock at the door, you jump up and rush to the front door. Smiling, you let König inside and motion for him to follow you to the main bedroom.

“Okay, so I have two options for today and I wanted your input.”

He follows you to see a large king size bed with white lush looking comforters and he feels his nerves spike again. He sees one black lingerie set and then a light pink one that looks like the one from the first photo he ever saw of you.

“Pink, it will look great with your skin tone.” König says looking at you with a soft smile behind his mask.

You grab pink and go to the connected bathroom to get dressed.

König walks around the room and sets up the ring lights and cameras for different angles. He stands looking around and waiting for you. Slowly he takes his shoes off when the bathroom door opens and he gets to see you. He’s seen you naked online, but in person you looked even more perfect. He stands and just looks at you for a while before speaking.

“You look lovely.”

“Thank you,” you can’t help but to find his Austrian accent attractive. “Thanks for setting up too.”

“Oh, it’s not a problem.” König reaches for the hem of his shirt and pulls it off.

Your eyes go over his body and smirk at how attractive he looks. You notice his erection forming as you walk to the bed.

“Do you want to film everything? Like role play and all?” You ask in a soft voice, the tension in the air heavy as you’re both ready now.

“Uh, let's film it all. I’d rather have more to edit from.” And also, because he’d want to watch these moments with you later.

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König lifts his mask slightly, the first time his audience will be seeing his sharp jawline and his thin soft lips. His lips meet yours in a tender first kiss as his hands begin to roam over your body. His hand squeezes your breast gently as your lips part and your tongues caress each other’s.

You move your hand down his chest, feeling the small amount of chest hair the covers his chest. His muscles twitch lightly at your touch. His penis now fully erect in his pants as he tastes your lips and feels the touch of your soft skin.

He moves his hands behind your back and begins to unhook your bra. Slipping the straps off your shoulders slowly before pulling it away from your body. He breaks the kiss and gently leans you back on the bed. His lips kiss all over your breasts until he finds one of your nipples. He licks in slow circles around it before closing his lips and sucking lightly. Opening his mouth again he begins to flick his tongue.

You let out a soft moan as your hand reaches for the back of his head, pressing him against you, the fabric of his mask soft. His other hand goes down to your thighs and begins to gently move up them, caressing the soft skin on the inside of your thighs.

He pulls away from your breasts and whispers to you, “Is it okay if I touch?”

“Yeah,” you smile at him asking for consent.

His hand grabs your leg and moves it to where the camera can see everything, He moves the thin fabric of your thong aside and begins to rub his thick fingers between your folds. You’re already wet when he touches you and that excites him knowing you’re so turned on. He moves his lips back to yours as he gently rubs your clit. Small moans leaving your lips, muffled into his. He eventually slips one finger down and pushes it gently into you. He feels the texture of your walls and feels how tight you are. He can only think about shoving himself deep inside of you, but he wants you to get off first.

He moves his kisses from your lips back down to your breast before kissing down your stomach. He moves your leg a little more as he rests his head on your thigh, he kisses your clit before flicking his tongue. Your legs jerk and you sit up to look down at him eating you out. He can’t get over how good you smell and taste. He is surprised you aren’t selling your panties; men would pay big money for this.

“Oh, fuck König,” you moan caressing the side of his face.

König slips in another finger as picks up his pace, as he continues to lick your clit. Hearing you moan his name means that he is on the right path to get you to orgasm for him. Your hand grasps the fabric of his mask, making him smirk before he switches to begin just sucking your clit. Your legs tremble as you drop your head back and lay back down. The sound of your wet cunt gets louder as you cum on his fingers. He keeps going for a while before pulling back.

You lie there panting before you giggle and sit up, “Your tongue is amazing.”

He chuckles and goes in to kiss you, making you taste your sweet pussy on your own lips. You move your hands to his chest before moving down to his cock, pulling back you pull at the waistband of his sweatpants. His heart rate began to pick up. The videos of you deep throating your toys comes into his mind and he gets excited. Lifting his ass, König helps you pull his sweats off of him, boxers as well.

Seeing his cock spring free makes you smile; his cock is as big as some of your toys. König leans back to support himself on his elbows to allow you room but he still wants to watch.

Grasping his dick at the base, you stroke it lightly as you lick the back of his tip. König’s breathing heavy as his blue eyes watch with anticipation. You move your hand and lick from the base all the way up his shaft, back and forth and a few times before finally wrapping your lips around the head of his cock. You begin to suck on the tip and move your head in a fast motion making König moan out. He reaches down and moves some of your hair out of your face.

“Ah, ja, just like that.” His voice shakes as you keep going.

Finally, you lower your head down the length of his shaft. Your full lips wrapping tightly around him as you take his ten inches inch by inch down your throat. König watches in amazement as he has never had a woman be able to take more than half his cock into their throat. He takes a sharp breath before letting a small moan out.

You feel a bit of pride being able to take someone like him, to make him moan like that. You look up at his eyes as you continue to suck his cock.

“Is this okay?” König asks as his hand moves to the back of your head.

“Mmhhmm,” you respond without stopping.

His hand gently guides you motion as the other one is behind him supporting himself. He lets himself enjoy the pleasure of your skills. Gently lifting your face with one hand he brings your lips to his, lifting his mask and kissing you. He wants you fully now.

Pushing your body back without breaking the kiss, his hands caress your body. You both agreed on no condom but to us the pull out method and since both of you are clean. Slowly pulling away from your soft lips he looks down at you and removes your thong, tossing it to the side.

“Are you ready, Schatz?”

“I am.”

“Gut.”

Grabbing you by your hips he drags you forward. He is such a massive man that he can easily move you. You giggle as he does and he responds with a chuckle of his own.

“Your voice is so sweet.” He tells you as he grasps your thigh as pulls one leg back for the camera view again. He rubs himself back and forth over your folds before he begins to push himself into you. His eyes watch your face to watch for pain or discomfort, yet he sees nothing but bliss.

König pushes himself as far in as your tight cunt will take at first. You moan out, grabbing his arm and the bed sheets. Your sweet pussy welcomes him with a warm wet hug and he pushes in more, a moan leaving his lips as you take him.

“You’re so tight, Schatz.” König speaks with a voice dripping with lust. His hips begin to thrust harder into you, letting his desire take over.

Your lips hug his fat cock as he pumps it into you leaving your creamy cum on his cock. He pulls out and stands to grab one of the cameras. He comes back and points it to your pussy as he slides his cock back into you, recording the way your tight cunt can easily stretch for him.

“Look at that beautiful pussy, you truly take cock so well. So fucking tight.” He picked up his pace, holding the camera in place as you reached down and put your own leg back. Your fingers digging into your own flesh as you moan out his name.

“Please König, fuck me.” You look into his eyes begging for him to get you off again.

König returns the gaze as he fucks you harder. The phone picking up the sounds your pussy is making and both of your moans.

“That’s it, cum for me, good girl.”

Your eyes flutter back as your body tenses, your cunt tightening around his cock. He puts the phone down and fucks you through your orgasm letting the other cameras pick it up. His body leaning into yours as your hands move to his back and begin to drag your nails along his pale skin.

“Good girl,” he whispers to you as he lifts his mask slightly to kiss you all over your neck and face. His hands grasp your body tightly as he continues to thrust into you. His balls begin to tighten and he feels the temptation of just cumming deep inside of you, but he can’t.

Quickly König pulls out and grabs the phone again to record. “Come here,” he grabs your hand to pull you up and sits at the edge of the bed. He points the camera down at you as you scoot closer to his cock.

Moving your pillowy lips up and down his cock, sucking as you do. You begin to lick your own wet from his cock.

“Suck it Liebling,” his voice breathy.

You move your mouth to wrap around his cock again. König grabs your hair in his hand to hold your head steady as he begins to buck his hops forward, face fucking you gently. You look up at him, not breaking eye contact as he looks down at you. He moves his 10-inch cock deeper and deeper as he fucks faster. Your eyes begin to water as you close your eyes.

“Open, look at me. Please.” König moans.

Once your eyes open and you look back up at him, he presses your head all the way down. His cock outline is visible in your throat. You gargle on his cock before he pulls it out and begins to jerk off quickly. You open your mouth and hold your breast up waiting for his load.

He cums on you, letting out loud grunts of pleasure as he does. His milky white seed shoots some on your breast, your mouth, but most on your face. He smiles at how beautiful you look covered in him. You play with it a little for the camera before he stops recording.

You both relax on the bed and pant, relaxing. König looks over to you and gestures for you to come snuggle with him. The other two cameras picked up the sweet moment.

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The video blows up on both of your pages. Fans ecstatic to see you get dominated by König’s monster cock finally. The chemistry you both had radiating through the camera adding to the passion. People requesting more and starting to ship the two of you.

You have 5 more days in Austria and König is excited to spend those few days with you. He’s at home, late at night, watching the clips of him snuggling you after sex. A small smile on his face as he watches it over and over. He didn’t want to, but he caught feelings. He wonders if you feel the same.

[naturesapphic]

Can I request a lady dimitrescu x reader where the reader gets into a 1v1 or a 2v1 fight with the maid/s while the family is at a meeting? The maid/s don’t like the reader for whatever reason and as soon as the family leaves, that’s when it happens(hope this makes sense 😭)

War

Lady dimitrescu x fem!reader (romantic), maids x fem!reader (platonic/hate relationship)

Warnings: hurt/comfort, arguing, fighting, threatening, bullying

You were nervous. No. Petrified. Your girlfriend and her kids were going out for a special meeting and you had to stay home alone. With them. Diana and Chloe. The two maids who for some reason hated you. You were walking your girlfriend to the door when she leant down and gave you a passionate kiss on your plump lips. You kiss her back and pull away with a big grin on your face, forgetting about the crazy women who were silently watching the interaction between you two.

You watch as the daughters and lady dimitrescu leave before you were being pinned down on the floor by the two women. They covered your mouth with their hands and you immediately bit them which caused them to pull away. You kicked Diana in her crotch while you jumped up and ran upstairs. They ran after you and Chloe caught up with you and pulled at your shirt which made you fall. Chloe got on top of you and started to punch you in the face over and over.

Diana actually had to pull Chloe off of her before she could anymore damage. Your nose was bleeding and you had bruises on your face. You got up and punched both of them in the face and went running to your room and slammed it shut and locked it. You heard screaming and banging on the other side and you hid yourself in the closet until your girlfriend came back. A few hours later alcina and her daughters came home. Alcina thought you would be waiting for her by the door but she couldn’t see you anywhere. She smelled your blood and immediately went up the stairs to follow it.

Alcina unlocked the door with her keys and called out your name “y/n?! Darling where are you!” She said as she searched frantically for you. “In here…” a broken whisper came from the closet. She went to it and opened it to see you in a ball with tears streaming down your face. Her heart broke at the sight of you and then it turned into anger when she saw the blood. “Who did this to you.” She demanded and you whimpered. “N-no one…I f-fell…” you quietly said and alcina sighed frustratedly but then kept her cool. “Dear I know someone did this and they must pay. Please tell me who did this to you.” She demanded bit more softly this time.

You sighed “it was Chloe and Diana. They’ve been doing it since you let them work for you a couple of months ago. They both have huge crushes on you and always wants to threaten and bully me. So when y’all left they jumped me and started punching and kicking me. I got a hit in but as you can see they mainly got me.” You explained and you watch as her face changed. You’ve never seen your girlfriend more pissed off in your life. She moved away from the closet and yelled for her three daughters to come here.

They swarm in and saw the state you were in and gasped. “Chloe and Diana did this to her and I want them in the dungeon now. We can deal with them later.” She whispered at the last part so you wouldn’t hear. They nodded and looked at you with sympathy one more time before they flew off to get the two women who have hurt you and chain them in the dungeon. Alcina leaned down and picked you up in her arms. She carried you to the bathroom where she fixed up your face and cleaned it. After that she placed you on the bed and kissed your forehead.

“I have some important things to do right quick but why don’t you go ahead and rest okay darling? I’ll some check on you soon.” She said and you nodded your head. Going inside the covers and closing your eyes as alcina left the room, revenge filling her veins as she goes down the dungeon to meet her daughters. Let’s just say you never saw them again.

A/n: hello anon thank you for the request and I hope you liked it! I hope the rest of y’all do too! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all :)

[jordisblogg]

she’s gone..

shuri.u x reader

warnings: heavy angst, shuri has a panic attack

a/n: i saw an edit on tiktok from @/m1rales so that’s what inspired this. that edit made me cry no joke😭

“so.. we’re going to need you to address the queen’s death and make a statement shuri, how you’re going to be taking over her duties as the one next in line for the throne.” okoye explained, dusting off imaginary lint off of shuri’s shoulder.

it was precisely 2 days after queen romanda’s death and shuri was still shaken up about the whole thing. she hasn’t spoken since it happened, she hasn’t eaten, hasn’t slept. you tried to get her to relax but every time you tried she gave no response to anything. it’s like she was.. dissociated from the entire world.

“the cameras will be going live in. . 4 minutes.” the general checked the time on her kimoyo beads.

shuri was looking past okoye, staring blankly at the wall. “it should take no more then 10 minutes” she finished.

you, nakia and riri stood to the side. you three would be on the sidelines while shuri would be addressing the situation.

“she’s not ready for this..” you mumbled to yourself, but riri heard you. she hasn’t known shuri for as long as you have but she can obviously tell as well as you, that she was in no shape to be on national television.

“30 seconds, princess” one of the camera women stated.

shuri walked from out of the room and onto the large balcony, that sat above the city. as soon as she made it outside, she was hit by the flashing of camera lights, she held her down, staring at the mic.

she looked back at the camera woman who counted her fingers down from three, then a thumbs up, letting everybody know they were live.

shuri cleared her throat softly and opened her mouth to speak..

nothing came out.

her throat ran dry, why couldn’t she speak?

how did she even get to this point? what has she done?

everything was finally hitting her, her father was gone, her brother was gone, her mother was.. gone.

her mother was gone.

her entire family was gone and she was the only one who remained. she could never be able to see any of them ever again.

she was left with all the responsibilities, she was left with the mantel, she was left with the duty of being queen, she was left alone.

her chest stared to get tight, she couldn’t breathe.

you stared at her, searching for any movement and debating of whether to go up there or not to get her.

the cameras continued to flash, she felt like she was being blinded.

she couldn’t see, she felt dizzy, her cheeks felt wet, her hands were shaking, she was sweating profusely, what the hell is this?!

“princess shuri?”

“princess shuri?”

shuri finally turned her head to you and the sight you saw completely destroyed you.

fat tears were streaming down her cheeks and her nose was red. “.. i can’t..” she whispered, you couldn’t hear her or read lips, but just seeing her face, you knew enough was enough.

“okoye, cut this off, now.” you demanded as you ran up to shuri, grabbed her hand, and rushed her back into the palace.

you quickly shut and locked the door, bending down to shuri on the floor, who was struggling the breathe.

“baby— baby look at me. it’s okay.. it’s alright, breathe—“

“i can’t—i couldn’t do it— i couldn’t— i’m sorry!” she cried. you placed your hands on the side of her face, staring into her wet, red eyes.

“it’s okay baby, nobody’s mad at you, but you have to breathe, please!”

“she’s gone—everyone’s gone—they’re gone!”

“shuri! breathe!” you cried, trying your best to stay calm for her.

she closed her eyes and you brought her head to your chest, letting her listen to your heartbeat, as you cradled her in your arms.

her breathing started to decelerate, eventually coming to a steady pace, but you kept her close. your shirt was wet from her tears but you didn’t care.

“it’s my fault. .” she muttered against your chest. you only looked down at her, is that what she was feeling this entire time?

“i could’ve stopped.. namor.. i could’ve saved tchalla. it’s my fault” more tears started to flood down your silk shirt. you kissed the top of her head and ran your fingers through her curls.

“you are not at fault here shuri, the events that happened was nothing you could’ve predicted. the world was just placing too much on your shoulders at those moments. you know just as well as the rest of us that your family is extremely proud of you, and they’ve known you’re doing your best considering what’s been happening. i wish i had the power to rewind time or— take all of your pain away. i would do anything, but the only thing i can do.. is be here for you.. if you let me..”

shuri let out a shaky sigh, burning her face deeper in your bosom.

“you won’t—“

“i’m not going to leave you shuri, i promise. i’m going to be here as long as you need me. whenever you’re sad, you call me, whenever you’re angry, you call me, whenever you feel like you’re world is starting to crumble, you. call. me. i’ll gladly pick up the piece and rebuild it for you. i’m never going to let you feel like you’re here by yourself, like you have no one. you have me.. and nakia and okoye and riri. were all here, shuri. and were all going to help you through this. ”

for the first time in a while, she let a small genuine smile spread across her face.

“promise?” she whispered

“i promise. as long as you promise that you won’t shut us out..”

“i promise..” she sighed once more.

it only rung of silence, you and shuri, locked in the bathroom, holding onto each other.

and for the first time in the past week, shuri finally got some sleep, peacefully, knowing that when she woke up, she wouldn’t be alone.

she wouldn’t have to worry about facing her trials by herself.

and knowing that, made her feel. .

at peace.

[bravo4iscool]

Hey , you can just say Au, where call-off-duty work in an office (more precisely, according to my idea, they get a new job), they come to a new place, they are met by the boss (Reader)

Tall,fem! reader, who is dressed in an office suit(?) (I really don't know what they're wearing), a bright blue shirt with a slightly open fly, a jacket, and a skirt just above the knees (damn,shit what's it called? A pencil skirt? Bro I don't I know, in general, the skirts that office women wear in movies :/)

(König, Soap, Ghost and, and others, you can choose any, honestly it doesn’t matter to me!:)

this is amazing! i really like this request🤭.

and yes they’re called pencil skirt hahaha.

(i hope you can forgive me that i didn’t include könig. i’ve never played him and don’t know much about him, that’s why he isn’t present here😭)

i hope it turned out the way you imagined it :)) (this is all in the same universe btw!!)

tag list: @yazt09 @blackhawkfanatic @bumblebeesfromvenus

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simon “ghost” riley

he didn’t want to take the job. he never was one for office jobs or generally any thing involving sitting and writing.

he didn’t push all the paper work down to poor recruits because he felt like it. he hated paper work with all he had and now he was sitting in a office, in some chic skyscraper, waiting for his new boss to arrive.

damn price for throwing this job at him.

simon was sitting at his desk, playing around with the pen in his hands. he felt so free to already do background checks on all his coworkers but while he searched everything for intel about you—he found nothing. not even a single crumb. that was weird…

and then you walked in. blue blouse, a damn right pencil skirt and your hair pulled into a neat bun. you have a bunch of files under your arm and your phone in the other hand.

you walk straight towards his desk and he doesn’t know what to think. you were so, so—he couldn’t find the words. he’s never met anyone that held themselves the way you did.

you smile at him and plant the files in front of him. “lieutenant riley?” you ask and he nods. “great! john told me you’d be here today. i have this bunch of mission reports that need to be looked at.”

again, simon just nods and grabs the files. “and then?” he finally finds his voice.

“you need to look for any discrepancies. these files are maybe the only change we can win this case,” you explain. “you’ve been in the military for long, haven’t you?”

“yes ma’am.”

you give him a relieved smile and simon feels like he’s been struck by lightning. “then you know what to look for, right?”

“absolutely,” he confirms and nods.

you wipe a strand of hair out of your face. “amazing! let me know if you find anything.” you pat his shoulder and turn to leave. simon wants to start reading already but then you stop. “oh, and lieutenant riley,” you catch his attention. “i’m glad you’re on board for this case.”

simon smiles and gives you a small salute. ‘call me simon,’ he thinks but then you’re already gone.

john “soap” mactavish

“you recommended me to a law firm?” soap raises his eyebrow in a questioning manner. simon nods and crosses his arms in front of his chest.

“‘s the same one i work for,” he tells his best friend with a shrug. “i’m sure they’ll be happy t’ave ya.”

soap frowns and plays with the rim of his whiskey glass. “why would they? i haven’t studied law.”

simon huffs and rolls his eyes. “‘nd ya think i did? they’re workin’ on expandin’ their military law wing. they need more experts than j’st me,” simon explains while he downs his glass of whiskey.

the younger man thinks for a second before he signs. “they’re paying good?” he asks and his best friend immediately nods.

-

soap was here. he really was here waiting to meet the boss of the law firm. he didn’t know much about her, expect from what simon told him…

after a few minutes he hears the door behind him open. “sargent mactavish,” a friendly voice calls out and soap stands up to turn around.

towards him walking are you, your signature pencil skirt and blue blouse. today you fly was slightly open and soap needed to force his eyes back onto your face. holy heaven, you were something.

“hello ma’am,” he clears his throat as he extends his hand. “a pleasure to finally meet you,” he says and you smile while you return the hand shake.

you walk around him to take a seat behind your desk. “the pleasure is all mine! i’m glad lieutenant riley recommended you. your war crime wing is expanding and when i told him he immediately thought about you!”

you quickly sort through a couple of files before you look at him again. “if i understand correctly you and lieutenant riley served together?”

soap nods and folds his hands in front of his lap. he was having a hard time to concentrate. you were just—you were a woman. a real woman.

“great!” you smile. “i will show you your workplace then!”

kyle “gaz” garrick

“simon,” you sigh. “are you really trying to convince me to hire your whole team?” you tilt your head at the lieutenant in front of you.

he shrugs, “maybe…”

“i though you and john were mastering the work alone?” you lean back in your chair. “i can always send one of my people over.”

simon shakes his head. “i want kyle,” he says—his voice barely leaving room to argue.

you sigh again and massage the bridge of your nose. “simon…”

“j’st f’r this case,” he tells you. “ya can let ‘im go after that.” the look in his eyes is pleading and you curse yourself for letting him have such power over you. “i need him.”

“this case,” you agree after a few moments of thinking. “and this case only.”

-

you walk into the office you have simon and john for their work. you open the door and three pairs of eyes snap towards you.

you give simon and john an acknowledging nod before you turn to the third man—must be kyle. “sergeant garrick?” you ask and he nods. “good. there are a few things we need to clarify before you’re allowed to work on the classified files,” you explain and gaz shoots a look towards simon. the older man gives him a small nod and gaz stands up.

“of course ma’am,” he slightly bows his head and crosses his hands behind his back. he was having a hard time concentrating… he knew about you from what soap and simon had told him but damn. that skirt was wrapping around your hips like it was tailored just for you and the way it highlighted curves–gaz felt like he was living a dream.

you immediately notice the way the sergeant is looking at you and you clear your throat. “sergeant garrick, you might want to look at my face when i talk to you.” his eyes widen in shame and he's lucky one can't see when he's blushing.

“of course ma'am. i apologize!” he trains his eyes on you, trying to ignore the way soap was snorting out a laugh behind him. he thought he was being subtle. probably not so...

captain john price

“lieutenant riley told me to deliver these files to him,” price groans when the woman at the reception didn't let him through.

“i’m sorry sir but i’ve not been told about that,” she gives price an apologetic smile and continues typing on her keyboard.

price groans and massages the bridge of his nose. “this has to be a joke. either, you let me through to lieutenant riley or i’ll make a way myself and i don’t know which one you’d like better!” he bangs his hand on the counter.

when he gets nothing more than a scared look he takes a deep breath and just pushes past the counter. “everything you have to do yourself,” he whispers under his breath.

moments before he sees simon a voice bellows through the office space. “excuse me sir,” price twirls around. “i believe my receptionist asked you to remain where you were just minutes ago.”

price frowns and tilts his head. “and i believe i asked to speak with lieutenant riley since he requested me to deliver these files personally.”

you shake you head and walk towards him. “i didn’t know that lieutenant riley runs this firm.” a smirk creeps onto your lips when you notice how the shock slowly shows on his face. “captain john price? or am i mistaken?”

price clears his throat and shuffles uncomfortably. “indeed ma’am. i am captain john price.” his eyes dart from your hips to your eyes and back to your cleavage. that blue blouse was really…working for you.

you nod and purse your lips. “well, captain price… in my law firm i believe in respect and respectful conversation.” you cross your hands behind your back. “what you are doing right now—“ you look him up and down “—is not respectful in any way.”

the captain swallows and averts his gaze. he’s never felt so ashamed before. what were you doing to him?

“everything you want to give to my lieutenant to can give to me.” you extend your hand. “or you learn how to talk and behave in the correct manner.” you raise you eyebrow in a questioning manner.

you know you got him when he takes a deep breath and straightens his back. “of course ma’am. i apologize.”

“great.”

[januaryembrs]

SAVIOUR | Bucky Barnes x reader

Request: Hi congratulations on 1k!!!! Could i request a drabble for Bucky where he and reader like each other but are dancing around their feelings so reader tries to go on a date but it goes south and bucky's there to help? (yes i know this is a cliche but i am hopeless okay 😭)

Description: Bucky comforts you in between the odd grey area the two of you had found yourself in.

word count: 1.35k

trigger warnings: bad date, stalking behaviour, fem!reader

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You shut your apartment door quietly, hoping the latch wouldn’t wake Mrs Addison across the hall, knowing you didn’t have time to receive an earful and catch your bus. 

You were already running late, this did not look good on a first date. 

You all but stumbled down the stairs in the high heels that had immediately been a mistake, but in the interest of making it to the restaurant on time, what were a few bruised shins?

You’d kept it together pretty well, for a woman who was multitasking between texting and running, and as luck would have it, it wasn’t until the final three steps that one of your ankles finally gave out, an ailment you’d been asking for. A short squeal left your throat, one hand flying out to try stop the damage the hard floor would inflict to your freshly brushed teeth, only to crash into a warm wall of muscle that seemed to groan on impact. 

Gaze snapping to your saviour, you met the icy blue eyes you tended to stare at as you both waited for your laundry, or even as you collected your mail, waited for the lift together. 

“James,” You breathed in relief, your heart hammering behind your chest at the near miss, and the word had a polite smile spreading on the quiet man’s face, “My god, you must have like superspeed or something, I didn’t even see you,” 

Bucky bit back the urge to snigger and reply with ‘Or something,’ his words dying in his mouth as he took in your outfit, the way the eyeshadow sat prettily on your lids, your lips painted a mauve that matched your necklace. 

“Off out?” He said after a moment, and it was then he realised he still had you hugged tight to his chest where leaped into action the second he’d seen your heel swerve. 

Truthfully he’d been just checking his mailbox, though he’d hoped the loud clicking of shoes running down the stairs would be you. And as luck would have it, it was. He’d wanted to tease you for clearly running late as he heard you cursing under your breath, wanted to joke that high heels were not a good option for an evening jog. He’d prepared himself to be funny, smoothe, the way he would have been before Hydra had him.

He still had an effect on women, he wasn’t blind and he certainly wasn’t dumb, but something about you made every suave move he might possibly pull fly out of his head all with just one of those smiles. 

The same one you gave him now, as he gently set you down on wobbly knees, hoping you couldn’t feel the way his muscles tense beneath your fingertips as they clutched his shirt. 

“Ye-yeah I got a date, and I’m late,” You replied, flicking a glance at your watch, before looking back at him with a snicker, “That rhymed,” 

He smiled, though he felt his heart stutter for a moment at the word date, a little green monster writhing in jealous as he looked at you again. You were dressed so pretty for someone else, were you trying to get lucky, were you going to bring him back here-

Bucky tried not to clench his jaw as he saw you pacing backwards towards the front door to your building, your own unreadable expression when he took a second to answer. You didn’t understand why you’d felt so guilty running into him, quite literally, when you were on your way out. As far as neighbours went, James was great. He watched your cat when you went to visit your parents out of state for a week, sent you cute little reminders when your washing was ready, he even baked you some poor attempt at banana bread the day he moved in, though you were quick to tell him you were pretty sure it was supposed to be the other way around. 

So, if he was just your great neighbour James, why did you feel so… dirty running off to see someone else. 

You were pretty sure you knew why, and the only remedy for it was a hefty dose of denial. 

“You going to be home late?” It wasn’t unusual for him to ask; another reason he was such a good neighbour, he checked in on you on the nights he knew you walked home from work, when the street lights were the only thing between you and any no good delinquent looking for a pretty lady and her purse. That is, unless they wanted the man who had seventy six years worth of rage pent up inside him on their ass. 

“Uh, probably. I’ll shoot you a text when I’m home safe,” Texting, another thing you’d been quick to pull him up on, eventually showing him how to open his messages, to which he had three from Sam asking if he was around, how his therapy was going, things like that, and two from you asking if he had spare eggs and if he’d heard the car alarm wailing down the street. “Gotta dash, have a good night, James,” 

You gave him a warm smile, almost forgetting the time entirely as you watched him grab for his own apartment door, waving back at you with soft eyes. 

“Be safe, doll,” He called after you as you pushed the glass open and step out into the cold night air. 

He waited by his cell phone for three hours before he convinced himself to sleep. 

–

Bucky damn near jumped out of his skin, at the sound of small knocks on his door, his super hearing making them sound like fists were pounding on the wood, the desperation clear even without his enhanced senses. 

He scrambled to look for his phone, another few knocks rattling his doorway as he caught a missed message from you sent ten minutes ago. 

I’m on my way home. Date was a mess. Walking to the bus stop now!

His heart plummeted, all but throwing the blanket off his legs as he headed for the door, hoping it was in fact you who had woken him and not a Mrs Anderson complaining about the sound of the TV coming through the floorboards again. 

Just as he’d hoped, he swung his front door open to reveal you, a little shaken and wide eyed as your gaze snapped from the glass foyer to where he drank the sight of you in with an alertness only a soldier could know. 

“James! I’m so sorry to wake you up, I know its late,” It wasn’t, it was barely ten. But the guilt had eaten you up anyway with every knock on his door, “My date turned out to be a total bonehead, and when I tried leaving, he followed me- I- I don’t want to go home alone,” You said, voice shaking as you kept flicking a glance over your shoulder to where the outside seemed a little too dark for comfort. 

Bucky couldn’t hear anything, couldn’t see anything moving outside except for the bushes blowing in the autumn breeze, but he was never going to tell you that when you seemed so frightened and jumpy, all but rooted in your spot. 

“I know it’s a lot to ask, but you wouldn’t mind if I stayed-”

“Ofcourse,” Bucky cut you off too quickly, stepping aside to let you into the apartment without question. He watched you falter for a moment, your eyes softening as if the weight of the evening melted away and you could finally take a real breath, the relief palpable in your expression. He was barely expecting you to throw your arms around his waist, but he caught you quickly, pulling you into him the same way he had before you’d even left the building. “Anything to keep you safe, doll,” He said, shutting the door behind the two of you as he let a hand card down your spine, stroking until he felt the muscles there relax too. 

“You really are my saviour, James,” You said into his chest, tucking your face further into his warmth. 

He knew then he was really a goner.

[iheartcake123]

☁️stay-seo moon-jo☁️

a/n: ik it’s been a while since i last updated but here’s the next part finally😭 it’s more of a filler chapter to build the story line but i hope you all like it!!

warnings: kissing (?)

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Part 5

-3rd person p.o.v-

days passed and y/n did her best to avoid moon-jo at all costs. this meant getting up and leaving the building at the crack of dawn and only coming back after seok-yun messaged that the coast is clear.

the things between the two of them weren’t really progressing as she thought, maybe he was getting fed up of her? y/n didn’t know why but in a way she was relieved. as sweet as seok-yun was, he was a bit childish and she saw him more as a best friend.

it was draining to have to keep that same routine but it was a lot better than confronting moon-jo again and feeling what she felt the last time she was with him.

“it’s all good, just working most days and trying to save as much as possible” y/n spoke into her phone.

she was on the phone with her sister again.

“there’s no cheap places to live at in seoul so it might take me a while” she continued to speak into her phone “yeah i know..i’ll eat well too. take care too-bye”

y/n ended her phone call and leaned back in the chair she was sat in. she was in the shared kitchen area.

“oh, pretty girl. it’s good im catching you now. i have some stuff to tell you.” miss.eom entered and y/n just nodded her head.

“the womens bathroom is out of service for the next 2 days while i fix a leak so, you’ll need to use the mens one in the mean time” she cheerfully said patting her shoulder.

“but i don’t-” y/n was about to protest.

“ahh you’re a good girl, i knew you’d understand” she cut y/n off completely and walked off before she could say anything more.

y/n couldn’t believe it.

she either had to use the mens bathroom or not shower until the womens bathroom got fixed.

things just kept getting worse.

she thought about it and she had 2 options.

she could either just use a bathhouse but that would mean spending money that she barely had at the moment or she could just brave it out and decide to use the men’s bathroom.

it was a no brainer after looking at her bank account.

using the men’s bathroom it was.

if she just timed everything correctly it would all go smoothly and she wouldn’t bump into anyone.

y/n stealthily made her way to the bathroom and checked if the coast outside was clear. thankfully, it was so she then pushed the bathroom door open and walked in.

almost instantly she froze as she saw moon-jo stood in front of one of the sink mirrors. his hair was wet and he had a towel wrapped around his waist.

he had definitely just gotten done with a shower.

his gaze lingered on her as she nervously apologised while taking some steps backwards to exit the bathroom. she tried not to but her eyes landed on moon-jo’ bare chest and abs. there were scars spread over his upper torso and her eyes were instantly drawn to them.

she caught herself looking for a little too long so with one final apology, she left the bathroom and ran back to her room.

“shit” she cursed under her breath, she was now pacing back and forth in her room.

from now on she was definitely just going to use a bathhouse, she didn’t care if it cost her. she just couldn’t have a repeat of walking in on moon-jo or any one else.

she laid down on her bed and took some deep breathes in and out to calm herself down. she silently fell into a peaceful slumber.

after a while, there was a knock on her door and she calmed herself down before answering it.

moon-jo stood, wearing a loose black longsleeve t-shirt and some grey joggers.

she stared up at moon-jo who looked at the girl up and down. the pair didn’t say a word and y/n gulped as moon-jo took a step forward into her room.

he then shut the door behind him. y/n didn’t know how to react as he continued taking steps closer to her until her back hit a wall.

“moon-jo….” she whispered. confused at why he wasn’t saying a word.

he continued not saying a word as he rested his hands on her waist, pinning her against the wall.

y/n’ breath hitched as moon-jo then pressed his lips to hers. the kiss was filled with need and passion as y/n brought her arms to wrap around moon-jo’ neck to pull him closer. their bodies were now pressed up against one another and after a couple of seconds moon-jo pulled away.

his forehead rested on hers as they both took a second to catch their breathes. y/n couldn’t help but smile like a mad women. it had been a while since she last felt a fire lit inside her.

“wake up” moon-jo suddenly said taking a step backwards and y/n raised an eyebrow.

“what?” she was confused.

“wake up” moon-jo repeated.

suddenly, y/n sat up in bed. she was breathing hard and realisation hit her.

it was a dream.

she just dreamt of having a make out session with moon-jo. she shook her head, trying to shake the dream from her memory.

why was she dreaming about moon-jo in that way?

[gojocumdumpster]

What’s it’s like being Hanayama assistant

(I might make this into a story depending how much notes it gets but either way i still might do it and I didn’t make volleyball tryouts so i’m a bit down but i’m just gonna try out for soccer since that’s what i grew up playing anyways)

Afab reader

Warnings: none?

Type of story:🎂

(This my man’s yall)

The application: You had saw this tiktok about a famous company that everyone dreamed of getting into but it was very hard to get in. “Are people really going crazy over this?” You said snickering reading the comments from the tiktok, of course curiosity hit you and you just had to apply. You looked at how much you were going to get paid cause you need that cash💰. Your jaws dropped as you saw “1k+ an hour.” If you got the job this would’ve been you right now here. You submitted the form and waited the next day for the results, you woke up the next day grumbling from the sun hitting your eyes…You blinked a couple of times and then you remembered about the results! You quickly opened your laptop and checked your email and it said, “Congratulations, you’ve passed please come for your first interview at 9:30AM.”

The interview: It was the next day and you were nervous, you were making up scenarios that could happen good and bad ones. You decide to wear a pencil skirt like this: here with a choice of your shirt, you put on your heels, did your hair and makeup and grabbed your purse. You made your to the company, it was tall and huge pause it was black with big bold letters that said “Hanayama Company” (shit idk😭) in bright gold. There was also a underground parking garage on the side of the building so you pulled into the underground parking garage and found a parking spot while you were looking for a spot there was all kinds of luxurious and sports cars. Men with suit and ties and Women with dresses, suits, (whatever there called) and pencil skirts.

“Deep breaths Y/n..” you said repeatedly, there was an elevator or stairs you could take so you decided to take the elevator there was a 20th floor they didn’t tell you what floor so you clicked the 20th button. !Ding! The elevator stopped and opened when it opened you saw glass rooms with multiple dividers each one had computers stacked up with papers. It was a hallway filled with those glass rooms and just regular rooms. On the side we’re coffee machines and donuts and plants 🪴 in the corners. There were name plates for each room, you walked down a bit further until you saw a golden name plate that said “CEO Hanayama” You hugged your purse as you took a deep breath you raised your hand getting ready to knock. “Come in.” Your opened yours eyes wide as you quickly open the door. You closed the door behind you as you saw a a black room with dimmed lights a black shelf and behind him was windows showing the big city 🌆, and then him. He had a suit that showed all his muscles he was sitting a desk looking at his laptop.

He looked up from the screen and closed his laptop. He got up clearing his throat he was a giant, he walked over to you looking at you. Once he was close to you he looked down at your figure since it was tinier than his. You had to look up a bit he pulled his hands out of his pockets ready to shake your hand. You shook hands “Hello! I’m Y/n L/n it’s a pleasure to meet you.” You said smiling. “It’s nice to meet you too Ms. L/n.” he said with his deep voice. “We should start now.” He said looking at the desk. You nodded your head, he placed his hand on your back guiding you to the chair. He slowly removed his hand from your back and sat down. He cleared his throat, and started asking questions. You had made the job! He explained everything to you so you won’t have to worry as much, he walked you out of his office with his hand on you but instead his hand was on your hip gripping the thickness of it. You guys said your goodbyes and you left he watched you leave your hips swaying left to right butt jiggling every time.

[wildpeachfarm]

I woke up with a lot of anxiety today and for some reason i checked the reddit my fkn bad😭

I saw a few people debating if any groping took place since neither confirmed nor denied anything sexual happening ('placed my hand on her waist and slowly moved up') and george mentioning that he wont say any more details out of respect for caiti and all of that together made me go ???? And increased my anxiety tummy by like tenfold😭 and then i remembered that she apparently wants to stream today so THAT also didn't help man😭😭

Im suffering on all fronts here man,,,

Okay some clarifications for you to hopefully mitigate drummyaches:

george denied going any further than on her waist under her shirt. He blatantly said it did not go any further than that.

caiti would have specified if he did actually grope her after his first response, because that's an important distinction but she didn't, and said he admitted to what he did- which was just hand on the waist under her shirt

he didn't "go into more detail for caiti" about her lack of sexual experience i'm pretty sure, not details of their interaction (because again, that would be important info)

she wants to stream about general issues with women in the CC space I think- and maybe her final thoughts on george but it doesn't seem that will be the primary focus on the stream

(someone let me know if i missed something but I'm pretty sure all of these are correct)

[eggtartz]

I thought senju being a mother was so cute 🥺🥺 could you request the original generation of the BD being parents too?

a/n : i love domestic characters oml thankyou for the request anon and enjoy 🫶🏻

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shinichiro sano

a very clumsy dad i'd say but no worries he's getting a hang of it! maybe....

"shin! that's not how you're supposed to change the baby's diaper!" grandpa sano scolded his grandson while you were still resting from childbirth. shin pouted when grandpa sano snatched the baby's diaper and put some baby powder before securely tied the diaper on the baby. the baby was fast asleep, a heavy sleeper just like you. "wait grandpa why do we need to put some of the baby's milk on our hand? what's that gonna do?" the man asked. again his head got slapped, receiving a wince from him. "it's to check the tempature! stay at the dojo for some time i don't trust you take care of the baby! also y/n is exhausted so stay here for now!" grandpa sano scolded him again. well.. he's trying???

takeomi akashi

overall bad influence for the kid, smokes around them, curse around them and the type of parent to be proud when his kids win in a fight at school 😭

"yes, im truly sorry for today's accident. yes i- yes. yes he has apologized. yes thank you ma'am. yes, you have a good day" you hanged up with the person you were on the phone with and looked at your son, your husband sitting beside him. "what did i say about fighting?" you sternly asked your son who was showing a face that he's not guilty. "but mom he was picking up on girls. he's even lifting their skirts!" you son defended himself. "i mean, kid's got a point there and look at him not even a scratch! now that's my boy!" takeomi encouraged him so now the two of them were cheering while your eyes twitched. "enough, s/n not everything needs to be settled with violence. also im gonna have a talk with you father so you wait in your room until im back" yeah, safe to say he got a well beating.

wakasa imaushi

a dad who would spoil the children rotten. another confused dad but he catches up very quickly.

"okay now you have to pat her back so she won't throw up" you said while slowly rocking the baby in your arms, hand patting her small back while wakasa observes. it's been a while now and the baby has grown big which frightens him because it happens so fast. he just knows how to change her diapers and make her milk but he still needs to learn a lot. he have been buying a lot of books for babies and get weird stares from women in the aisle because there's a big man, covered in tattoos, a dango stick in his mouth holding a book on how to handle babies better. yeah, wakasa needs to learn a lot but he'll manage.

keizo arashi

BEST FATHER STFU ANYONE WHO DISAGREES GET OUT

the baby was getting grumpy and uncomfortable due to the hot weather and you have tried a lot of methods to calm her down but she was still getting fussy. it wasn't when benkei came in from work and started cooing her when she started giggling again. the baby fussed again and you sighed. guess all the giggles were temporary. you wanted to say what was the reason for the baby being fussy until benkei cut your sentence before it even began. "honey? i think out baby's a little hungry.." he said. you figured you would try one more time to breastfeed her (since the last time, it didn't calmed her down) and lifted your shirt. to your surprise, the baby latched onto your breast and sucked the milk out of it, hungrily. you were confused as to why your baby refused before and how benkei knew but he exited the room. "i'll let you two alone yeah?"

[sanjoongie]

FFF~ Day 12

♡Pairing: Jung Yunho x Reader (f) ♡Genre: Smut with no plot :) ♡Au: boxer ♡Word Count: 1,630 ♡Warnings: nipple play (f and m receiving), hand job, San's a sneaky match maker (yunho walks into you changing, but you're into it), slight spit play, m orgasm, slight overstim ♡Rated: 18+ MDNI ♡Masterlist link~ | Previous Day~ Impregnation, KYS | Next Day~ Edging, CJH ♡Dedication: @mejuii I'm posting late and you're a godsend 😭

Yunho knew he was a pervert. He should have been practicing his jabs with the sandbag, just like his coach had set him out to do. Instead, he was staring a little slack jawed at the new addition to the boxing club, aka, you.

You were a little spitfire, but you hadn't lost a sparring match yet. Coach said that you had some temperament issues to work on but that you had promise. 

If Yunho was a better man, he'd watch the way your footwork was a work of art or admire your quick punches that seemed to take your opponents out. Instead, he watched the way your sweat clung to your hairline, the dip of your waist between your ribcage and your hips. But most importantly, he was obsessed with your boobs.

Yunho would chew on his lip in thought, on the pretense of a break for a water bottle refill. His eyes would remain glued to your chest. His thoughts of how your tits were begging to be freed, with one swift tug and then they'd be bouncing. He imagined them swinging as you punched, fighting without a top on at all. Yunho spent half his practice time daydreaming about you… but you had no idea.

San did, though.

San was tired of sparring with Yunho when his head was in the clouds. San wanted to get better--and that required Yunho to be at the top of his game. So San decided that a little trick to push Yunho out of his daydream, and into reality, was in order.

"Coach said the pipes burst in the women's locker room," San said forlornly. "I checked the men's locker room, though. It's all clear. You can go ahead."

You smiled politely at San, "Thanks."

You settled into the locker room, getting undressed. You were in the middle of pulling your sports bra over your breasts when Yunho walked in. You weren't perturbed. You had flashed boys in school and the odd rock band member before. But Yunho was dumbfounded. Your boobs were even more perfect than he had initially imagined. The way you tucked them into your sports bra made him want to weigh them in his hands. And finally, your nipples were pert from being in the cool air. 

"I don't suppose San stopped you from coming in," You asked with a quirk of your eyebrow.

Yunho shook his head. In fact, San had slapped him on the ass and said good luck before he had come in, which had baffled him, but it wasn't the first time San had slapped his ass before for no reason. Now he knew what it meant.

You sighed. "Well, I guess, since you've seen mine, you might as well show me yours."

Yunho was confused. "Show you mine?"

You crossed your arms, drawing Yunho’s eyes back to your breasts. "Your chest, Yunho. It's only fair, don't you think?"

Yunho lifted up his shirt hesitantly, not quite sure what you were getting out of this, but a good sport nonetheless. 

You walked up to him, getting an eyeful of his chiseled pecs. "Not bad, not bad at all. Mind if I..?" You made a squeezing motion with your hands, and Yunho’s eyes widened. You wanted to grope him?

He swallowed, not sure if he was bold enough to say the words coming to his mind, but he pushed through anyways. "Only if I can yours."

"Done," You said without hesitation.

Your index finger traced the lines of his chest, appreciative of the silky muscles there. Then you cupped his pecs, squeezing and smiling when they flexed at your ministrations. You decided to be cheeky and flick your thumb over one of his nipples. Yunho groaned and then covered his mouth. "Sorry, sorry, I didn't--!"

"Didn't know you liked your nipples played with?" You asked coyly. 

Yunho winced, "Not really."

"Wanna see if you like them licked?" You grinned up at Yunho.

Yunho nodded swiftly. He had no idea what he was getting himself into right now, but he was willing to wade into deeper waters if that meant his daydreams could come true. 

You watched him as you took the tip of your tongue and played with the tip of his nipple. It pebbled as you did and Yunho started to get hard in his long shorts. No one had ever done this to him but he was starting to understand why women enjoyed it so much. 

"Like it?" You asked as you stepped back.

"A lot," Yunho admitted.

You cocked your head at him, eyes watching as he let his shirt fall down and glimpsed his hard on. A lot indeed.

"You think San is doing us a solid and blocking anyone from coming in?" You wondered out loud.

Yunho scratched the back of his head bashfully. "I think he might."

You tipped your head towards the bench then. "I could lick your nipples while I give you a hand job." You shrugged, "Don't think your dick being hard would be a good idea if you intend to go back out there."

"But…" Yunho’s eyes moved back and forth in thought. He wanted to be the one to touch you, but instead, he was the one getting touched.

"Oh, I suppose I haven't let you do anything to me yet." You brought your thumb and forefinger to your chin in thought, "It's not gonna help your boner, unfortunately."

"If you're going to help me get rid of it," Yunho smiled eagerly, "What's adding more fuel to the fire?"

You tucked your fingers under the band of your sports bra, but Yunho stopped you. His dark eyes were on your bosom. "Let me. Please."

You nodded. "Go ahead."

Yunho peeled your top up and groaned as your boobs bounced. He let the weight of your breasts sit in the palms of his hands. He liked how warm they felt. Instead of flicking your nipples like you had his, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration, and he traced the areola of your nipple. He laughed airily as your nipple puckered for him. "Cute."

You watched, almost with new eyes, as Yunho pinched your other nipple between his finger and thumb and rolled it experimentally. That made you whine in the back of your throat. 

Yunho shook his head as if in disbelief, when he said, "Your tits are so nice. And responsive." His eyes met yours. The look in them spoke as if he was sure you'd tell him no. "Can I suck on them now?"

Yunho was being sweet in this moment, and you secretly gave him points for that.

His lips parted, licking them tentatively before taking your nipple in his mouth. His pretty pink lips made an 'o' around your nipple, cheeks hollow to actually suck. The tugging felt good, but you groaned audibly when his tongue licked your nipple while it was in his mouth. Then Yunho decided with your neglected nipple to flatten his tongue and lick and lick and lick. The roughness of his tongue sent a shiver down your spine. 

Yunho’s eyes glanced towards yours. "Are you getting wet from this?"

"Mhmmm," You hummed to him.

A flash of a satisfied smile flew across his face before he became serious once again. "Should we move to the benches?" His eyes flitted from yours to said bench. "Might be more comfortable for what you have in mind."

Yunho’s shorts were hanging off one of his ankles, legs spread, and his palms flat on the bench. His head was against the lockers, tossed backward as he lost himself in the pleasure you were giving him. 

Your tongue was lazily playing with his nipple as your hand moved up and down his length. You were, in hindsight, a little happy you didn't offer a blow job because you were pretty sure you'd be choking on that dick. You paused licking his nipple to spit on his cock to add more lubricant, and then you settled your teeth around his nipple and pulled carefully. Yunho let out a loud groan and you took that as encouragement. 

"So vocal for me, Yunho," You couldn't help but tease, "I'd play with you all day to hear the pretty noises coming from that mouth of yours."

"Fuck," Yunho cursed as your wrist twisted around the head of his cock, "I'm not sure just how much longer I can hold out."

You giggled. "I don't want you to hold out, Yunho. I want to get out there and start practicing. Hurry up and come!"

Moreover, to the point, you sped up your pace, tightened your grip, and played with his nipple with your tongue. Yunho groaned loudly, banging his head against the locker door. "Fuck fuck FUCK!" he swore and then he was coming all over his stomach and your hand. You stroked him until he whimpered and curled over from the overstimulation. 

Yunho panted, eyes rolling at the pleasure he had just received. He swore he would thank San later for being a good wingman. 

"That--!" His back bowed as you brought your mouth down to the head of his dick and sucked hard. His fingers dived into your hair and yanked your head back. "What are you doing?"

You smiled sneakily, "Just wonder how much farther you'd let me go." You licked your lips, "You taste good, Yunho. Been eating your citrus fruits?"

Yunho watched you walk out of the locker room, having grabbed a towel and wiped your hand with it. You threw it at San, who caught it with his good reflexes. His dimples flashed at you. "Have fun?" San quipped.

"Ask Yunho. Weren't you making sure his needs were taken care of?" Your hips swayed with confidence of a job well done.

"Who's taken care of you then?" San wondered under his breath, eyes following the sway of your hips.

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[gnrbitch]

Summer Break Pt.5- This Night Has Opened My Eyes

Warnings: Profanity, smoking, drug usage, death

Y/n’s outfit (Except for the shoes sorry lads😓 & imagine it with some black stockings if u want)

I didn’t spell check sorry guys!!😭

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Day 5, 1986

“Hey is it cool if i go to a concert tonight?” Y/n asked Duff, turning to look at him as they sat and watched TV.

“Who’s playing?” He asked looking at his little sister.

“I’m not sure… Fru just invited me” She said furrowing her eyebrows, realize she doesn’t even know who she’s gonna be watching.

“Huh” Duff said “Your going with that Fru kid?”

“Who else? He’s the only person i know here who’s not associated with you” she laughed and nudged him.

Duff rolled his eyes “I don’t know Y/n…”

“Comon please! I’ll tell you if any shit happens” She begged him, she really wanted to go with John, plus she had already agreed!

“I just- Fuck” Duff sighed, remembering what Izzy had told him. “Okay, fine you could go”

“Yes! Thank you thank you thank you!” The girl said, smiling brightly at her brother.

“Im trusting you Y/n” Duff said, narrowing his eyes at Y/n.

“And thank you for doing that, it means a lot” She smiled at him.

Duff felt proud of himself at that moment, returning a smile at the girl looking up at him. But he couldn’t shake the concern of letting Y/n out on the streets of LA. At night to add.

“i’m gonna get ready. Mandy you wanna help me choose something out?” Y/n turned over to look at the blonde girl, who almost jumped out of her seat at that question.

“Oh my god yes yes yes Y/n! Let’s go!” She said getting up, grabbing Y/n’s hand.

Duff laughed at the two girls, surprised that Y/n asked Mandy to help her out, but happy that the two women he loved were spending time together.

“Okay, what are you thinking?” Mandy said, sitting on Slash’s bed.

“I’m not sure, something cute but not too much you know?”

Mandy crossed her legs, “I see, what are you options?”

Y/n looked around her bag, pulling out two options, first a pair of black, more fitted jeans than she usually wears, paired with a off the shoulder- cropped long sleeve. Then a cropped Misfits baby-tee, paired with a black mini skirt.

“I was thinking either of these” she said laying them out on her bed.

Mandy stood up to look at her options, furrowing her eyebrows.

“Okay I love that skirt, but what if you switch this shirt- with this shirt” Mandy said switching the misfits shirt with the black long sleeve.

“God you’re smart, should i try it on?” Y/n said, looking up at her brothers girlfriend.

“Yes! Give me a little fashion show” Mandy laughed as she clapped her hands together, “I could step out while you change” She said, standing straight and looking at Y/n.

“No it’s fine, I’ll just turn around.” Y/n smiled.

Mandy went to go sit back on Slash’s bed while Y/n faced the other way and started to change.

Turning back around, she revealed the outfit to Mandy.

“How does it look?” She asked, smiling.

“You look SOOO GOOD!” Mandy said, huge smile on her face.

“Do i?” Y/n asked, smoothing her hands over her skirt.

“Yes Y/n! But i feel like if you added some stockings it would look even fucken better” Mandy said, looking at Y/n’s bare legs, “Plus it might be a bit windy tonight, so they’ll help you not be so cold” She said, smiling at the girl infront of her.

“I don’t have any stockings”

“It’s okay! I have a million of pairs, you don’t mind if they’re black right?” Mandy said, getting up

“Black is fine” Y/n smiled, it felt good to have a woman in her life that makes her feel good about herself, and not judge her for everything she did.

“Okay i’ll be back!” Mandy said, running out the door.

Y/n laughed to herself, she really started to warm up to Mandy.

“Okay okay i’m back!” Mandy said, out of break and a new pair of stocking in her hands.

“Wow that was fast” Y/n laughed

“I know right, i’m impressed with myself” Mandy laughed along with her, handing her the stockings.

Y/n put them on, turning to look at the dirty mirror that was on the wall, smiling to herself.

“Do you like how it looks?” Mandy smiled at the girl, looking at her through the mirror.

“Fuck yea, thanks for helping me Mandy” Y/n said, turning back to face her.

“Of course! Us girls gotta help each other out!” Mandy said.

“Yea, we do huh” Y/n smiled at her, heart warm & excited for what’s to come later in the night.

“Do you wanna stay in here while I do my hair and makeup?” Y/n asked Mandy

“Hell yes!” Mandy said in a happy tone.

Y/n grabbed her small makeup bag & sat on the floor, in front of the mirror.

“So this Fru kid, do you have a crush on him?” Mandy asked as she watched Y/n put her makeup on.

“Honestly Mandy, i don’t know” Y/n sighed, now really thinking about her feelings towards John.

“Well how do you feel when you’re around him?” She said, small smile on her face.

“Happy, and I don’t know, I get nervous if he looks at me for too long”

Mandy smiled “I think you do have a crush on him”

“Fuck. I think I do too” Y/n said, disappointment in her voice.

“Why so down honey?” Mandy said, sympathetic look on her face.

“I don’t wanna have a crush on Fru” Y/n said, looking down at the mascara in her hands.

“Is it cause you’re gonna leave?”

“Yea, plus I know he really likes me too, and if something happens between us it’s gonna make everything complicated, it’s gonna make it too hard to leave. And i don’t want that to hurt him” Y/n said, voiced lace with anxiety.

“I had a boyfriend back home before I came to California” Mandy said.

“Really? did he come with you?” Y/n asked her, looking at her through the mirror.

Mandy sighed, “No, he didn’t, he couldn’t”

“Why not?”

“Cause he was supporting his family, financially, he was the man of the house, he couldn’t leave them behind.”

“What happened when you left?” Y/n curiously said.

“It hurt me, and him, but I just had to think about all the fun me and him had, everything he taught me.” , “Maybe John was put into you’re life to help you grow as a person.” Mandy said, smiling as she saw Y/n looking at her.

“Finish your makeup Y/n” Mandy laughed

“Okay okay sorry” Y/n said, putting on mascara.

“And the thing is Y/n- don’t worry about what’s gonna happen when you leave, enjoy right now, that’s why we’re living”

“Yea, i guess i’m thinking about it too hard” Y/n sighed as she put her mascara back in her bag.

Adding finial touched to her makeup, she looked over to Mandy, “How do i look?”

“Like a model” Mandy smiled

“Oh you’re boosting my ego Mandy” Y/n shyly said.

“Good! You should act like your the prettiest girl in the room. Always.”

Y/n smiled at Mandy, “Thank you Mandy, you’re the best” she said getting up and hugging her.

“Of course Y/n, I know you’re probably not comfortable talking about this with your brother” Mandy said, hugging Y/n back.

“And don’t worry, this stays between us” Mandy smiled as Y/n let go.

“Thank you”

“Don’t worry about it, but speaking of your brother, I should go make sure he’s alive” Mandy winked at her.

Y/n laughed, “Yea”.

Mandy left and closed the door as Y/n went back into her duffle back and pulled out another white pair of long socks, putting them over her stockings, she scrunched them up and put on her trusty black & white adidas (superstars).

Looking at the broken clock, she thought she should probably leave now. Grabbing the same one shoulder bag as yesterday, she put in her cigarettes & lighter.

Y/n walked out the room to find everyone there, and an unfamiliar face.

“I’m leaving now Duff” Y/n said quietly, moving over next to her brother.

“Y/n! Where are you going?” Steven said whistling at her.

Y/n rolled her eyes “None of your business Stevie”

“Don’t you think you’re gonna be cold?” Duff asked Y/n.

“Hopefully not” Y/n smiled at her brother.

“Who’s your friend” Y/n said nodding her head over the boy who looked like he did not belong there.

“Marc” They boy, Marc said.

“I’m Y/n” Y/n smiled, “Okay we’ll im gonna go, i’ll see you later alright?” Y/n side hugged Duff, we’ll just his head since he was sitting down.

“Alight, be careful, love you” Duff said, feeling weird saying that to Y/n

Y/n smiled, “Love you too Duff”

“Bye guys!” Y/n said, strutting towards the door, hearing everyone but Slash say bye.

Y/n sighed as she walked towards Johns, things with Slash had been weird after what happened, he even left after apologizing to her, not seeing him till now, and he couldn’t even look at her.

She felt like he was making this too much of a big deal, so what if it happened? She’s getting over it and he should too. She thought as she reached Johns steps, seeing him sitting there.

Y/n smiled, “Hey Fru”

John looked up at her, eyes widening when he saw her. “Hi” He managed to stutter out.

“Is my outfit too much?” Y/n asked nervously, which was weird, since she was always a confident person back in Seattle.

“No! No, you look pretty” he smiled at her, now getting up.

“Thanks” Y/n blushed, “Let’s go?”

“Yea let’s go” He said

John guided Y/n to the bus stop, but obviously they had to smoke some weed in the meanwhile.

“So what bad are we gonna go see?” Y/n asked John

“The Red Hot Chili Peppers” John said “They’re really good, you’ll like them”

“Yea? what are they like?”

“They’re like, Funky but rock” John said, trying to explain to Y/n, “But trust me you’ll like them”

By this time, the bus had arrived.

“Okay, i’m trusting you” Y/n laughed, getting on the bus.

“Oh yea! Also I know their guitarist, he’s pretty cool” John said, sitting next to Y/n, “He invited me to hang after the show, is that cool with you?”

“Yea that sounds cool, they’re not gonna be… weird right?” Y/n said

“What do you mean weird?” John said furrowing his eyebrows

Y/n looked at John, “Like try to make a move on me weird”

“Oh! No, don’t worry about that” John smiled at her.

“Okay, cool” The girl let out a breath.

*

Y/n and John quickly arrived to where RHCP were performing, which was a pretty small venue that smelled like piss and beer.

The band hit the stage and at first, Y/n didn’t quite know how to feel about them, she stared at the four men on stage with furrowed eyebrows, that was until they played their second song, which Y/n liked.

The rest of their set went really good, Y/n and John got ahold of some beer, and they bobbed their heads along to the music, Johns arm slung around Y/n’s shoulder.

“Thanks to everyone for coming out tonight, i’m Anthony, this is Flea-” Anthony pointed to a smiling boy with a tooth gap, “Our guitarist sir Hillel, and Jack the drummer boy!”

Y/n and John were already tipsy at this point, they cheered along with everyone else, clapping their hands together.

“Did you like them?” John said, mouth by her ear.

Y/n looked up to John and smiled “Yea, they had me on lock by their third song”

Both of their heads turned when they heard a voice call out for John.

“John!” They man, and as Y/n squinted her eyes and looked closer, she saw it was Hillel.

“Hey Hillel! You guys killed it” John smiled slyly

“Thanks dude!” Hillel said, out of breath, he looked at Y/n then looked back at John, smiling “Who’s you’re friend John?”

“Im Y/n” The girl smiled at Hillel

“Nice name, are you two-” he said, signaling between the pair, “A thing?”

“Oh!” The both of them said at the same time, quickly looking at each other.

“no we’re just friends” John said, flustered

Y/n spoke, also flustered “Yea, we just met”

Hillel looked at the two, smiling because he could just feel the tension between them, and even if it was dark, he knew the both of them, well mostly John, since he knew him better, were blushing.

Plus, John wasn’t the kind of person to just hang out with people his age, and in the short time period that Hillel has known John, he can’t remember even one time that John has bought someone along with him, Hillel even wondered if John was a virgin with how lonely the boy was!

“Yea, I get it, you guys wanna go backstage?” He said

“That’s cool” Y/n said, still under Johns arm

The three walked backstage, and Hillel didn’t even stop to introduce them to the other members.

“What was that?” John said furrowing his eyebrows as they walked into a small dressing room, Hillels girlfriend (is what Y/n assumed) already in there.

Hillel sighed, “We got into it again”

“Is it okay if I ask why?” Y/n tilted her head

“Anthony, he’s just- fucken controlling” Hillel rolled his eyes.

“Oh” Y/n said, not really knowing how to respond.

“Anyways, sit down!” He said, pointing to the couch

Y/n and John went over to sit, two chairs in front of them, which was where Hillel and his girlfriend were sitting.

“This is my girlfriend, Janette” He said

“Hi, I’m Y/n” Y/n smiled at the tired looking girl.

“Hello, had anyone told you how pretty you are?” Janette drunkly, or highly said, Y/n was tryna tell the difference.

“So!” Hillel said, grabbing some shit out of his pocket, “Where’d the two of you meet?” He said, putting some substance, which Y/n confirmed was heroin, onto a spoon.

Y/n felt John stiff up, looking at her.

“We bumped into each other, literally” Y/n said, looking at him light up the spoon “Then we just hung out after”

“That’s nice, a cute start to a cute love story” Hillel teased the two, “babe, can you wrap my arm?” he said looking over to his girlfriend.

Y/n laughed, now lighting a cigarette and giving one to John.

“Not quite Hillel” John said “Y/n leaving in a few weeks”

Hillel sucked in a breath as he shot himself up, “Leaving? where you going little lady?”

“Seattle, I live there” Y/n said, chilling going through her body as she watched.

“Seattle? where’s that” Hillel said, eyes closing

“Washington, DC” Y/n said, closely watching him, a bad feeling in her stomach.

“Well why can’t you stay here?”

Y/n just laughed, “That’s impossible”

“Hold on I needa-” Hillel said, standing up

“woah you good?” John said, also standing up

And with a breath, Hillels eyes rolled back and his body slammed on the floor.

“Shit Hillel man” John rushed over to him

“Fuck” Y/n whispered to herself, also rushing over to them.

“Hillel man wake up” John said, tapping his face.

Y/n grabbed a water bottle that was near her (god knows who’s it was.) and poured some on his face, “Hillel” she said slapping him.

“Hillel!” John said, shaking him.

“Jesus is he even fucken breathing?” Y/n said, putting her ear to his nose.

As John kept shaking him, Y/ns heart dropped at the fact that she couldn’t hear him breathing.

“Fuck John he’s not breathing” Y/n said, fear in her voice.

“No no no” John said, putting his fingers on Hillels neck.

“Hillel comon wake up” Y/n said, lightly slapping his face.

“Did you feel anything?” Y/n asked John, looking up at him.

“No” he sighed, looking at Hillel.

“Fuck” Y/n said, pouring more water on him.

Looking up at Hillels girlfriend, who just sat there and looked at him, Y/n spoke

“Janette call the police”

“What? The police? No no not the police” She said with wide eyes, tears forming.

“Call the fucken police Janette!” Y/n said, now yelling.

Janette stood up and ran out the room, confirming that she called an ambulance because soon enough, the rest of the Red Hot Chili Peppers rushed in.

“What the fuck?” The long haired man said as he saw his guitarist on the floor with blue lips and two teens looming over him.

“Get the fuck away from him” The same man said as he pulled Y/n from her shoulders.

“What happened?” The man with the gapped teeth spoke

“Flea man- he- he fucken shot up and just went down” John said, face wet from his tears.

“Fuck” Jack said, running his hands through his hair.

“We tried to bring him back- I-” Y/n attempted to say, this was absolutely the scariest moment in the poor girls life, she actually just witnessed someone die.

“Just get the fuck out of here” Anthony said “Go!” He yelled at the pair.

So that’s what the two did, but they waited outside till the ambulance came, confirming their fear, Hillel was dead.

As they watched the paramedics roll Hillel away in a body bag, John cried.

“Fru” Y/n said, tears running down her face “I’m so sorry”

“He’s dead Y/n” He said, hugging her, crying in her shoulder.

“I know” she said, running her hands through his neck “I’m so sorry” she repeated.

“We saw him fucken die Y/n” He said, now looking at the mess of a girl in front of him.

Even more tears fell down Y/ns face, “This is so fucked”

“Fuck” John said

“But we tried John” Y/n said, Johns eyes quickly looking at her after hearing him call him by his actual name.

“I know I just” He said, closing his eyes.

“Let’s just- Let’s just go home now okay?” Y/n said in a softer voice.

So they did, walking hand in hand and in complete silence, they walked to the bus stop and waited. And with wide eyes, they probably looked like maniacs. Holding hands, blood shot red eyes, tears on their faces as they sat on the bus. Even the bus driver was giving them weird looks, but Y/n and John did even process it, they couldn’t. Throughout the whole walk the realization of what had happened had been sinking more and more into their skin, into their brain until all they could think about was Hillels blue lips, eyes wide open, but with no life in them.

*

“Can I-” Y/n cleared her throat, standing outside of Johns apartment “Can i spend the night?”

“Please do” John said, looking at her.

They walked into his place, b-lining it to his room.

They were silent as the both stood there, until John spoke,

“Do you wanna change?” He said, quietly

“Yea” Y/n said as John grabbed her one of his shirts and a pair of his boxers.

“You don’t mind putting these on right? They’re clean” He said as he showed her his boxers.

This made Y/n laugh a bit “Thanks for clearing that up, and no i don’t mind”

John let out a breathy laugh, “I’ll step ou-”

“No! no please” Y/n said, grabbing his arm “Don’t leave” She said as tears started to form in her eyes.

“Okay, I won’t- I’ll just turn around” He said, holding her hand for a quick second then letting go, turning around while Y/n changed.

Duff

“Where the fuck is she?” Duff said as he paced around his home.

“Well certainly not here” Steven said, trying to lift the mood.

“This isn’t fucken funny Steven. It’s about to be one am and she’s still not here”

“Okay sorry” The boy shrugged.

“Try to calm down sweetie, maybe she just lost track of time” Mandy said, trying to defend Y/n.

“No! No she’s probably out doing some shit she knows she’s not supposed to” Duff said running his fingers through his hair.

“Okay first who cares about that? Let’s just hope she’s okay” Axl said, furrowing his eyebrows.

“I do! I fucken care, obviously i care if she’s okay but fuck! I don’t wanna send Y/n back to Seattle a fucken addict!” Duff said in a harsh tone, which made Slash shift uncomfortably in his seat.

“Look she’s probably dancing around with that kid, just trust her Duff” Izzy said in a monotone voice.

“Trust! Trust! Trust is what got me here in the first fucken place, I put some trust in her, send her out, and now it’s one am and she’s not fucken home!”

Mandy sighed, where the fuck was Y/n?

*

Y/n and John layed in his bed, Y/n’s hand running through his hair as he held her.

“Thanks for staying” John spoke, tiredly

“Thanks for letting me stay” Y/n said

“I don’t know what I would’ve done if you weren’t here” John said, voice shaking.

“Me either” The girl said, using her other hand that wasn’t in Johns hair to wipe his tears.

“Do you think your brothers gonna be mad?” John asked her, sniffling.

“Fucken pissed, but i don’t care” Y/n said, “I would rather be here with you”

As John drifted off to sleep, Y/n stayed up, letting tears fall down her face. Her mind was an absolute wreck, why the fuck did this had to happen? Why the fuck did Hillel had to die right in front of her and John?

She looked down at the boy sleeping, eyes rimmed with red and lips puffy from crying. Poor John, she thought as she cried harder, he just saw his friend fucken die, what the fuck is he gonna do now? What’s gonna happen when she leaves?

The last thing Y/n remembers thinking about before she drifted off to sleep was, what the fuck was she gonna tell Duff?

*

“I really don’t want you to go” John said as he hugged her

“I know, i don’t wanna leave either” Y/n spoke, her clothes in one hand, “But i have to, I’ll try to come back later okay?” She said, wiping tears from Johns face.

“Okay” he said silently “Bye Y/n”

“Bye Fru” Y/n said as she kissed his cheek.

Walking up the stairs to Duffs place, Y/n had to stop and cry, wiping her eyes, she walked into his apartment.

Watching all eyes fall on her, Y/n wanted to burst into tears, but she couldn’t.

“What the fuck Y/n?” Duff said, standing up “Where the fuck were you? What the fuck happened?”

“Look” Y/n said, sighing “I just- I can’t right now” She said, voice cracking.

“You can’t? what the fuck does that mean? Who’s fucken clothes are these?” He said, getting angrier and not being able to really see how much of a mess Y/n looked.

“Their Frus Duff”

“What’s wrong with you? are you strung out?” Duff said, grabbing Y/n by the arm.

“Duff calm down-” Mandy said worry look on her face.

“No don’t tell me to calm down Mandy- I thought you were fucken dead Y/n!” Duff said, angry look on his face.

The rest of the boys decided to stay quiet, even if they really wanted to know what happened, cause that would explain why Y/n looked like such a fucken mess.

“Duff not right now” Y/n said, feeling a lump in her throat.

“No no! You’re gonna tell me what the fuck happened or i’m never gonna let you see that Fru boy again.”

“Duff please” Y/n said, trying to get out of her brothers grip, “Let go of me Duff” Y/n said, now getting angry and yanking herself out of Duffs grip.

“Don’t catch a fucken attitude with me Y/n” Duff said

“Or what?” The girl said, now getting riled up.

“Y/n I swear to go you better-”

“I don’t wanna fucken tell you! I don’t wanna tell you what happened okay? So just fucken drop it and leave me the fuck alone” Y/n said, voice raised.

“No i’m not gonna drop it!” Duff yelled

“Fine! You wanna know what happened? He died Duff! He fucken died right in front of my fucken face!” Y/n said, now yelling.

Everyone’s heart dropped, thinking about how they just saw a music magazine announce the death of the guitarist from the red hot chili peppers.

“Who died Y/n?” Duff asked, voice now quiet, afraid to set off Y/n.

“Hillel! Hillel died! he’s fucken dead!” Y/n continued to yell, yesterdays memories starting to flood her head.

“Calm down Y/n” Duff said, trying to calm the girl in front of her.

“No! Fuck you Duff!” Y/n said “I told you to fucken drop it! And you didn’t!”

“Okay okay i’m sorry Y/n” he said

Y/n’s mood had a sudden drop, the girl rolled her eyes at Duff, walking away and mumbled “Whatever, i need a fucken shower”

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Chapter 5!!! Kinda lagged to put this one out im sorry!!! Schools just been a complete bitch this week.

But hope you guys enjoyed!! Do you guys think her and Duffs argument was cringe?😭. Should a do a small chapter with what was going through the other guys head while Duff & Y/n argued? let me know!! Till next time xxx sorry for the trauma.

[sizzlingpatrolfox]

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Do you really not realize that you react to Daeun the same way taekookers react to jennie and mijoo?

What's the point of looking for ways to not believe that Jimin had a girlfriend? Since when is this something unreal or bad? I guess most pjms just want him to have a boyfriend, not a girlfriend, and that's funny. The photos of Jimin will never be leaked and he will never walk with his girlfriend/boyfriend by the hand in Paris. Because he has a brain and he knows how to hide his relationship. So will you always now deny his relationship with someone (who is obviously not a guy) because there is not enough evidence? Well, it's convenient.

Do you remember that picture of the guy in Jimin's sweatshirt? Pjms had no problem with the theory that this was his boyfriend. But now we have a girl who literally lived in the same apartment with Jimin for a while and suddenly you have a thousand reasons not to believe that they were in a relationship. And I don't give a fuck about this daeun, I'm just sad that pjms turned out to be no better than taekookers. I really thought that if there was obvious evidence that Jimin had a girlfriend, pjms would accept it. But it turned out that you all also know how to look for reasons not to believe in what you don't want to believe.

Pjms please raise your hand if you really believed Jimin was dating that guy wearing his shirt.

No hands raised. Exactly.

Because nobody actually believed that. Sometimes a joke is just a fucking joke and that's why being straight is so wrong, because you have no sense of humour.

I don't even have to look for reasons to not believe. In fact, it looks like you are looking for reasons to believe in it because how the fuck does someone find an unknown actress on Instagram and starts looking at her stories?? How?? That's what's weird to me. She wasn't an idol, she has absolutely no relationship to any member or anyone from their circle of friends. You literally clinged to a completely unknown actress after Santa Monica beach rumour failed, after Jimin being a parent of two failed.

"I don't give a fuck about this daeun" meanwhile you have her notifications on😭

Did you know a trans woman who owns a gay bar blocks away from Jimin's home followed him and only him on Instagram? That zzinu, Jimin's best friend, goes to her parties? She follows all of BTS members now, but for a couple of years she only followed Jimin. Did you look for her circle of friends to check if someone else lives in 91? Literally so many people I could connect Jimin too if I really wanted to and was jobless and obsessed enough to go stalking their Instagrams. But I just don't care. I was never the type of fan to go searching for that, I didn't even know about daeun until months ago, while y'all have been talking about her for years. That's how irrelevant the whole thing is 😭

Is this man living with Jimin, too? Wait, no, I mean.. Did he live with Jimin for a while?

Hell, even Jimin and Jungkook had the same dishware during the same you say daeun was living with Jimin. I wonder how can Jimin have the same items as two other people simultaneously, he was dating both at the same time?

A mattresses shop followed Jimin and Jungkook only for a while, and then followed Hoseok. I assumed that meant they had bought stuff from there. Were the three of them sleeping together?

I have made jokes about Jimin and women, too. I've also been around people, "fans" like you who so badly want to gossip about things that just don't exist and it's annoying. I don't mind talking about Jimin dating anybody, I just don't see anything worth talking about it in the relationship you so badly want to believe in, so bad that you go searching strangers Instagram stories trying to come up with something to make a case. I'm sure you can find someone to talk about it, since it's so confirmed and obvious there must be a lot of people out there ready to discuss it, so just go find them. I don't see anything worth discussing and I just keep going in circles on this topic.

I don't even talk about taennie except mentioning in passing the fact that they were fucking, because I don't have anything to say about taennie either. And it doesn't mean anything that I don't know what to say. It just means I don't have anything to say, like 😭 oh my god look at tthe same table what a lovely couple 🥰🥹 is that it? Jimin is literally not even part of those conversations - he's nowhere in the picture and all you want to discuss is inanimate objects. Just think about that. You're literally asking me to discuss inanimate objects. And that's what you're just not getting it and mistakingly think that I have a problem with Jimin dating women. I don't have any problem. It's you who takes offense on the fact that I don't believe in this particular rumour. Why do you have a problem with me wanting to see at least a photo of them together? Let's unravel that first.

"If there was obvious evidence" that's the thing. It's not enough evidence to convince me. If you're convinced, that's on you. To me, you're no different and you're just as ridiculous as jikookers who thought Jimin was living with Jungkook because they owned the same pots.

[spellcasterlight]

Here is your weekly dose of letting you know you’re awesome!

Okay, I’m about to do it!

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Here it comes…

YOU’RE AWESOME!

Hi there, Considerate Cheetah Anon! 🐆

I think I needed this today, Anon; thank you 😭

After posting my story yesterday, I like mentally sat down yesterday only to immediately open my next story which is due next week for Mabui's birthday 😂 I actually forgot how much I wrote of it over the Christmas break. Kunoichi week are holding an event that covers all our brilliant kunoichi’s birthday so if check it out!

I'll put a wee snippet below the cut!

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Can’t Stop The Sun From Setting - [Shikaku x Mabui]

Warnings: Alcohol.

Shikaku learned quickly she drank like any war-hardened man he had ever worked with, sipping her first full glass without coughing and spitting like a lot of lightweights he had seen. Yet, she spoke and handled everything with the finesse and lightness of touch that he saw women use in everyday life to complete tasks.

Mabui was a true marvel to behold.

Her fingers held the glass filled with whiskey steady. Not spinning it like Inoichi or waving it around excitedly like Choza did when they drank together. Shikaku’s tell was that his fingertips tapped against the glass when he was restless.

If she had one, he had yet to find it. It rattled him more than it should have. He could usually scan people.

“Sheriff Nara-”

“What a drag. I told you to cut that out,” Shikaku had many times over the week, but she had yet to concede being over-professional; he found stifled his ability to think, “just call me Shikaku, yeah?”

He could physically see her contemplate the idea this time, her mint green eyes taking on a darker shade due to the low lamplight of the bar and her pondering. The only difference that time compared to every other was the glass of alcohol in her hand. Shikaku poured her another while she was distracted.

Seeming to settle on something, her posture loosened somewhat, not enough for any average person to notice, but he did; at least he could read that much of her.

“Then I should grant you the same respect.”

The wording Mabui used made it sound like it would be nothing less than a chore to allow him to call her by her given name, but the lightening of her tone suggested anything but even backing it up with a slight uptick of her lips before her next sip of bourbon.

“Mabui,” three syllables, yet his mouth found them strange to make the shape, “pretty name.”

Any other woman he knew would have enjoyed the addition, but her head rose, and her eyes narrowed in what looked like suspicion. He found himself barking a “what?” in reply.

“Is that a joke?”

“What-no?” What kind of question was that? He had spent nearly a week with this woman and still didn’t understand a damn thing about her, “what a drag. How would that be a joke?”

“Mabui means pretty.”

Taking a large sip, he silently agreed.

With her dark skin, piercing mint green eyes, and thin shiny silver locks held away from her face. Still, her practical hair bun revealed her long neck, her high-collared cream white shirt and seaweed green jacket covered but outlined a full form. A skirt that flared around her knees which made the older conservative men and women in his village tut and gossip, and the heat on her cheeks the alcohol had brought out, she was a beauty barely imaginable.

Whoever named her wasn’t wrong.

[itzzzitzelll]

Get to know me

1. Name - itzel

2. Age - 21

3. City that you live in - I live in lisse in the Netherlands (next to keukenhof) when I live in Spain I live in Sevilla.

4. What do most people not know about you? - that I'm a med student 😆

5. What do most people know you for? -having a massive family and my flower shop

6. Hobbies - I am great at snow sports

7. What are your passions? - helping people

8. What do you search for in a significant other? - SOMEONE WHO DOESNT USE ME

7. What are you most proud of? - just living life and being happy

8. When was the last time you had a significant conversation with someone you love? - last month

9. Have you ever collected anything? What was it? - I collect wrist bands (like from festivals and clubs and carnivals and that stuff)

10. List 10 things off of your bucket list. - omg I don't actually know, I want to visit Switzerland.

11. What was the last thing you learned? - how to do an autopsy 😭

12. How many relationships have you been in? - ummm I think six?

13. Turn ons - just like her hands on me yk? And being kissed

14. Turn offs - when they want me to call them mummy or daddy 🫥

15. Favorite food - pasta

16. Favorite drink - I love chocolatey drinks, but ugh cocktails 🤤

17. What is the best birthday gift you have ever received? - I got a cat one year

18. Are you optimistic or pessimistic? - both depends on the situation

19. Do you sleep during class? - nope

20. What is the most expensive thing you own? -hmmm my car or my phone

21. What is the cheapest yet most useful thing you own? - literally like everything I own 😭

22. How many times a day on average do you check your phone? Quite often but at school it's not checked once

23. Text or call? - text, unless you get a good conversation started over call I'm so awkward

24. Opinion on long distance? - ohhh it's miserable, it happens to me alot but I don't like it.

25. What is your definition of success? - living your dream, creating something you've always wanted, not necessarily about money

26. Favorite song? - its currently 28 by zach Bryan

27. Favorite artist? Zach Bryan, Billie eilish, Noah kahan, (many more but they are top 3)

28. Celebrity crush/crushes? - women 😌, football players, actresses, all.

29. When was the last time you read for fun? -yesterday, I love reading

30. Favorite flower? - i'm biased but tulips, I absolutely love flowers, flowers are the way to my heart, all flowers I love

31. What is the best gift you could receive right now? - gosh I don't know, I love gift giving it's my love language, maybe just like chocolates even.

32. Any guilty pleasures? - chocolate...

33. What is one thing you would like to change about yourself? - I'm very trusting so maybe that, it can be good and bad.

34. What do you search for in a friend? - someone who can match you vibe, and understands you. (Same in a partner really)

35. How many times have you said “I love you” in the past month? - a lot! My family is very loving 😂

36. Where did you last go other than your room/home? - I went to a festival last night.

37. Why do bad things happen to good people? - I always wonder this, and honestly I don't know because I know soooo many amazing people that have had such bad things happen to them. I'm very spiritual though so I do think it has to do with your past life as well as your "contract" for this life, you've given yourself challenges for this life to see if you learn from past mistakes in different lives.

38. In your opinion, what hurts more? Being left out or being stabbed in the eye? - eye, no questions asked, don't touch my eye, yuck.

39. How many green shirts do you own? - I actually don't own that many, it's my favourite colour but I look better in blue 😂

40. Do you like anime? - nooooo that's something I hate with a passion, sorry not sorry

41. What do you invest the most time in? - family, animals, flowers, studying, food.

42. What was the name of the last book you read? - I read war books, I think it was called night by elie wiesel (good book)

43. What’s the difference between loving and liking someone? - this is hard to explain, but you just know.

44. Where are you most productive? - I'm so lost on this question 😭 clearly not practicing my English lately

45. List 3 things you enjoy doing with friends. - cooking, movie watching, most of all adventuring.

46. List 3 things you enjoy doing alone. - baking, cudling with my pet cat and duck, something explicit.... 😭

47. Do you believe world peace will ever exist? - no people are too greedy and selfish, they want power, money and land. Plus we've definitely proven that people will turn against each other simply because the government tells them too, little sheep.

48. Do you have any allergies? - no

49. When was the last time you cussed at someone? - 5 minutes ago 😭 I cuss alot

50. What was the last promise you made? - something about baking for my little brother

51. What was your last dream about? - female football players.

52. If you won a trip to Hawaii and you could take 5 people with you, who would those 5 people be? - ahh I have to many family, maybe my grandparents or parents and then a few siblings, they'd all hate me after though

53. How many countries have you visited? - many many many I travel alot, maybe around 15- 20

54. What is your favorite medium of art? (Music, dance, painting, etc.) - Music

56. When was the last time somebody complimented you? - today 🥹

56. If you switched bodies with someone, how would you recognize yourself? - personality

57. Do you consider yourself mature? - yes, well mostly, I have a one track mind but I am mature

58. How many days in your life do you think you have wasted on tumblr? - too many 🙄

59. What is your favorite quote? - you treat a disease, you win you lose. you treat a person, I guarantee you you'll win, no matter the outcome. - patch Adams. And also; you never realise how strong you are until being strong is your only choice. -unknown

60. If you started a new religion and you had to create 3 rules or commandments for your new followers to live by, what would those 3 rules be? - being kind is the least you can do, it's free and it doesn't hurt you. It's not a sin any more, you can love who you want and not be ashamed. We can all have opinions and not be judged, whether we are right or wrong, we can still have a say.

61. What is your greatest accomplishment? - omg I've been waiting for this, I helped deliver my friends baby in a shop full of soaps and body wash..... what a day.

62. Do you believe in the death penalty? -yes

63. What are your goals for life? - be happy, help others, live life because I know it doesn't last long

64. What do you think your soulmate is doing right now? - thinking about me 💅. No umm maybe sleeping?.

65. If you could live anywhere, where would you live? The place can be in an imaginary, fantasy, or the real world. - I love where I live right now actually, it was always my dream as a kid.

66. What were you like in 2013? - God probably a little brat.

67. Do you have a job? - yes, I work at a flower/book/cafe shop thing. And I'm a student.

68. Tell us a story about your childhood best friend. - well it does explain a lot, we both liked the same boy (we were 5) and we said that all three of us would live together and me and her would be wives too..... yup just kick out the guy please and thanks.

69. If you could change one thing about society, what would it be? - the false sense of security that we all have. 🙄

70. How many all-nighters have you pulled before? - it's called Dutch partying

71. Is tumblr your favorite website? If not, then what is your favorite website? - yes, people get me here.

72. What is the craziest thing you would do for a million dollars? - do something with a Guy, for a million dollars I think I would.

73. Does money equal happiness? - no

74. How many times have you experienced true happiness in your lifetime? - a few, those handfuls of times were the best and ill forever remember those.

75. How many times have you experienced true sadness in your lifetime? - not much very little but it hurt bad.

76. What is the funniest joke you have ever been told? - they are so racist I can't share 😭, I promise I'm a good person, it's called having a dad.

77. When was the last time you looked at the news? - I hate the news, I literally don't know.

78. If you could say one thing to the world, what would you say? - I honestly don't know, I need to think about that.

79. What is your favorite animal? - snow leapords and monkeys and cats

80. If you could earn a million dollars by pretending to be dead for 3 years, would you do it? - no, I could make way more that 1 million if I tried, why play dead for less then you could create while having fun living.

81. What is one thing that everyone is bad at? - accepting people

82. What time do you normally sleep? How many hours of sleep do you usually get? - like around 11pm on a normal night and I'll sleep like 7-8 hours depending on the next day

83. Does age necessarily equal maturity? - no way

84. What is your favorite clothing store? - cheap ones, my sister designs and makes clothes so I get a lot of her "unwanted" stuff, (I'm also her little model thing)

85. In the winter- beanies or gloves? -beanies

86. Would you rather have wings or a fish tail? - wings

87. If you had the power to erase one person from the world so that nobody remembered him or her except you, would you do it? -no

88. What do you fear the most? - the dark 😭

89. How many digits of pi can you recite? - literally none

90. If you could travel back to one year and relive it again, which year would it be? - I think I'd go way back into the past, not sure when buy it wouldn't be one that I have lived myslef

91. Describe yourself in one word. - loving

92. Describe your last victory. - what??

93. What is the weirdest thing you have ever seen? - I have 15 siblings, I've seen some weird stuff man

94. What is something you will never forget? - some of the things my nurses had done when. I was a kid

95. Would you rather forget all of the past or remember everything in vivid detail? - vivid detail

96. Have you ever broken a bone before? -twice

97. Is it harder to love or to hate somebody? - it depends, is it a forced love or forced hate? Then probably love

98. Coffee or tea? - COFFEE ALL THE WAY

99. What are some little things that you do that have changed your life in a positive way? - just enjoy the little things, like just inspect a fork every now and then and be like wow, isn't life so incredible, go outside and think imagine creating all of this, life is so beautiful.

100. How many hours have you spend on tumblr today? - two so far?

Thank you for this 🥺, so cute

Get to know me

1. Name

2. Age

3. City that you live in

4. What do most people not know about you?

5. What do most people know you for?

6. Hobbies

7. What are your passions?

8. What do you search for in a significant other?

7. What are you most proud of?

8. When was the last time you had a significant conversation with someone you love?

9. Have you ever collected anything? What was it?

10. List 10 things off of your bucket list.

11. What was the last thing you learned?

12. How many relationships have you been in?

13. Turn ons

14. Turn offs

15. Favorite food

16. Favorite drink

17. What is the best birthday gift you have ever received?

18. Are you optimistic or pessimistic?

19. Do you sleep during class?

20. What is the most expensive thing you own?

21. What is the cheapest yet most useful thing you own?

22. How many times a day on average do you check your phone?

23. Text or call?

24. Opinion on long distance?

25. What is your definition of success?

26. Favorite song?

27. Favorite artist?

28. Celebrity crush/crushes?

29. When was the last time you read for fun?

30. Favorite flower?

31. What is the best gift you could receive right now?

32. Any guilty pleasures?

33. What is one thing you would like to change about yourself?

34. What do you search for in a friend?

35. How many times have you said “I love you” in the past month?

36. Where did you last go other than your room/home?

37. Why do bad things happen to good people?

38. In your opinion, what hurts more? Being left out or being stabbed in the eye?

39. How many green shirts do you own?

40. Do you like anime?

41. What do you invest the most time in?

42. What was the name of the last book you read?

43. What’s the difference between loving and liking someone?

44. Where are you most productive?

45. List 3 things you enjoy doing with friends.

46. List 3 things you enjoy doing alone.

47. Do you believe world peace will ever exist?

48. Do you have any allergies?

49. When was the last time you cussed at someone?

50. What was the last promise you made?

51. What was your last dream about?

52. If you won a trip to Hawaii and you could take 5 people with you, who would those 5 people be?

53. How many countries have you visited?

54. What is your favorite medium of art? (Music, dance, painting, etc.)

56. When was the last time somebody complimented you?

56. If you switched bodies with someone, how would you recognize yourself?

57. Do you consider yourself mature?

58. How many days in your life do you think you have wasted on tumblr?

59. What is your favorite quote?

60. If you started a new religion and you had to create 3 rules or commandments for your new followers to live by, what would those 3 rules be?

61. What is your greatest accomplishment?

62. Do you believe in the death penalty?

63. What are your goals for life?

64. What do you think your soulmate is doing right now?

65. If you could live anywhere, where would you live? The place can be in an imaginary, fantasy, or the real world.

66. What were you like in 2013?

67. Do you have a job?

68. Tell us a story about your childhood best friend.

69. If you could change one thing about society, what would it be?

70. How many all-nighters have you pulled before?

71. Is tumblr your favorite website? If not, then what is your favorite website?

72. What is the craziest thing you would do for a million dollars?

73. Does money equal happiness?

74. How many times have you experienced true happiness in your lifetime?

75. How many times have you experienced true sadness in your lifetime?

76. What is the funniest joke you have ever been told?

77. When was the last time you looked at the news?

78. If you could say one thing to the world, what would you say?

79. What is your favorite animal?

80. If you could earn a million dollars by pretending to be dead for 3 years, would you do it?

81. What is one thing that everyone is bad at?

82. What time do you normally sleep? How many hours of sleep do you usually get?

83. Does age necessarily equal maturity?

84. What is your favorite clothing store?

85. In the winter- beanies or gloves?

86. Would you rather have wings or a fish tail?

87. If you had the power to erase one person from the world so that nobody remembered him or her except you, would you do it?

88. What do you fear the most?

89. How many digits of pi can you recite?

90. If you could travel back to one year and relive it again, which year would it be?

91. Describe yourself in one word.

92. Describe your last victory.

93. What is the weirdest thing you have ever seen?

94. What is something you will never forget?

95. Would you rather forget all of the past or remember everything in vivid detail?

96. Have you ever broken a bone before?

97. Is it harder to love or to hate somebody?

98. Coffee or tea?

99. What are some little things that you do that have changed your life in a positive way?

100. How many hours have you spend on tumblr today?

[bishiglomper]

Went to Ren faire~! It was fun. My face got burnt to a crisp. I look like I have a round red mask. I had a bandana and hair extention ear-tails so it made a crisp edge around my face lol I'll take a picture tomorrow. Hopefully we remember the sunscreen.

Sissy went as a gypsy, rest of us womens went as fairies. The boys were pirate-ish.

Nephew with his tattoo

He really liked picking fights with fairies (his grandma/my mom)

And this is mom and niece talking to a precious little fairy called Elora 😋

She came up and asked if we had any gems 🥺 We said no, but then niece decided to give her a piece of her face jewels to stick on her cheek. 😋

Since we felt so bad we didn't have any treasure for the nibblet, we stopped and got some green marbles for tomorrow. Just in case. 👀

Also check out miss Blue Chimera, this cat thing. She was fun.

She spoke with a "mrrow" and gave us treasures. On our way out she was perched above the arch over the bridge we cross to get to the park. 👀 she had a bucket lowered by a rope to get tips. I believe she'll hang out in trees too.

Speaking of money I blew all my money on the first shop. They had lots of hand dyed tie-dye. Different styles of stuff. Like they pulled a selection of random clothes and dyed it! Not just t-shirts. I got a shirt I'm gonna wear for my gypsy costume tomorrow and 2 pairs of pants. One did not fit so since im going back im hoping i can trade for another pair or something.

At least that's what i intended on blowing my money on in the first place, so i think i did pretty good. Also 3 things for $40, not bad at all. They didnt have traditional rennaissance clothing but that probably worked better for me. I'm not a big skirt or peasant blouse person.

My favorite group were the naughty bawdy brigade. They sang naughty innuendo-filled songs and were very fun. At least one was a lesbian. One song was like

Roll your leg over

Go roll your leg over

Roll your leg over

And sit on my face~

(Insert verses implying sexual positions)

Very catchy. The boy was singing it when we got home. Whoops 👀

And at the end one of these large busty women went around squishing her cleavage together going "Om nom nom!" To anyone brave enough to give her tips. By feeding the cleavage. So many nom-noms. 🤣 it was amazing. We only caught the tail end of their show and they said it was their cleanest yet, so I'm dying to see them properly.

Also I found out ive been so deprived of my ocarina that even my muscle memory is failing. 2 people asked me to play and i blue-screened. 😐 the ones i do remember by musclr memory only make it about 3/4 of the song. Frustrating.

When I got home i got out my 12 hole and that was even worse. Also i couldnt find my totoro music, my favorite song i was learning. 😭