#as a shorty everything to me is big

[loveandleases]

Hopefully this hasn't been asked before, but... Seeing this NSFW profiles you made for the RO's, I couldn't help but notice you also pointed out the sizes of their cocks (if they have them). Which, is great, don't get me wrong. I'm a bit scared about Ardent's being so big, but we'll make do and adapt.

But I was wondering if... You'll add, perchance, the ability for us to choose sizes (if applicable)? It's not necessary, of course. I know NSFW scenes can be a pain already without customizing genitals. But the flavor text potential is so great.

Like, a MC that is small? There could be humor, there could be comfort, there could be unexpected arousal/a newly found kink from the ROs. Is MC bigger than all of them? I cannot help but imagine Ardent's reaction, I know he would be shocked. But it would add a reason for MC to be a bottom, because if he were that big I don't think anyone would survive. Haha.

I also understand such a question can make you uncomfortable. So please ignore it if it does. I wouldn't want you to stop writing. It's just is hard to ask about this things without feeling like I'm being inappropriate no matter what I say. Perhaps it would help if I was more straightforward and less verbose, but here we are now.

In any case, have a nice day! I'm really excited for what it is to come in your story. I just want the scene of MC and Ardent seeing each other again... And knowing Ardent will become MC's landlord. Is like... A part of me expects Ardent is going to be so petty.

I sputtered my coffee when I read the "make do and adapt". I can't say yes or no on that just yet. I think it will have to come down to when I'm writing it and depending on how many variables will be in play at that point. There are already several variations for NSFW scenes. Ardent does tend to be petty, he can hold a grudge for a long time.

[justatypicalwizard]

Virgin Bakugo x reader, suggestive

Imagine Katsuki who’s a total and complete virgin. His brash and aggressive exterior fooled others into deeming him a playboy. Handsome, successful and proud, what else would he need to perfectly abide the stereotype. Except, ever since he started UA, ever since he dreamed about becoming a pro-hero, ever since he laid his eyes on All Might, Bakugo had nothing else in mind except hard work. He bent his neck over homework, he cracked his knuckles before training and he broke his bones during missions, everything for the sake of greatness. Love didn’t exactly fit into his schedule.

It started when he was a kid. Other boys kept weird magazines under their beds and looked at girls wishing they got a lock of silky hair to keep. Katsuki didn’t understand. Girls in his class at school were weird and annoying. They always had to move in a group, went together into toilet stalls and whispered as if they couldn’t talk like normal people - loud and straightforward. What did his friends see in them?

Later, in middle school Katsuki finally discovered a few throughgoing differences between him and a set of new girls in class. His friends’ magazines turned into online videos that Katsuki despised. They felt unnatural and shameful. So he cut the topic short, deeming the girls in class boring and stupid. And honestly, that’s how he felt about them.

When a particular shortie with deep black hair, cut a few inches above her chin, stopped him in the middle of the track field, Katsuki sighed. What now? The girl confessed her crush, digging a small hole in the dirt with the heel of her shoe, and Katsuki felt almost nothing, maybe slightly uncomfortable with a tiny pinch of pity. She teared up but mumbled a sorry, to which he responded with a grunt and a ‘better not talk to me again, this is awkward’. Until the end of middle-school, no other girl built up the guts to confess to him.

UA made Katsuki feel like home. He was a cog, awfully clattering one, nonetheless a well working. When he moved into the dorms he was closer to girls than ever before, and once again it changed nothing. The blonde felt satisfied with himself, able to satisfy himself, with no need for another person turning his perfectly working plan upside down. He listened to his friends stories about kisses and, later, first times without much regret. When he gets to the top women will throw themselves to his feet, like Hawks or Endeavour. No need to stress about it, it’s not like he likes back any of the girls that lay eyes on him when he flexes and bends during workout.

This was the biggest lie Katsuki made himself believe. Time flew by and suddenly his friends were no longer making fun of each others’ stories about awkward first kisses or boob touching. They were no longer excited about relationships, they no longer made a big fuss out of every glance that lasted a second too long. It became events of the every day for them, and Katsuki felt left out.

When asked he turned a blind eye, he built a thick wall around his love life that no one was allowed to cross. Friends and family accepted the distance, deeming it yet another Katsuki thing. Given how handsome and successful he is, the man had to have a girlfriend or two, or three. They were simply kept a secret, nothing new for a pro-hero.

And so it went. Fear crept up Katsuki’s bones every time he imagined a botched relationship, an awkward one-night-stand, an adult-virgin first kiss. Girls were no longer girls, they were women, all grown up and knowing what they want. All expecting experience or mastery even from someone like him. All making him freeze, his body betraying, retreating in a defeated manner masked as brashness. ‘Dream on’ he used to say when an intern or a model from a small company approached during hero-themed parties.

Showing someone how utterly inexperienced Katsuki was, letting someone open up this new and fragile part of himself started to merge with the feeling of defeat. Quickly, the blonde decided that if anyone ever learned about his weakness, it would be the end of him. He saw, with the eye of his imagination, the headlines honking about Virgin Dynamite! Is it possible for the top handsome ranking pro-hero to be a virgin? Who stole Dynamite’s first kiss? And so on.

Out of options, Katsuki decided to let it go, unsure what to do, fed up with trying to find a solution.

That was until he found himself, thigh to thigh, shoulder to shoulder, on this painfully tiny couch, with you. There was a party, a fancy tuxedo one. There were people and drinks and perfectly glossed lips. There was music and vodka on rocks. And then suddenly there was none, only you and him, in a room forgotten by the ever-moving crowd.

Did the party end? Were there limousines lined up in front of the gold-dripping hotel, waiting patiently for their pro-heroes? Was there a villain attack and everyone went to the rescue? Was there a natural disaster happening? Where did these damn people go when Katsuki needed them? Where could he vanish when you were so close and so warm?

The blonde wanted to get up and walk away, spitting some bullshit in your face but his body froze. There it was, his secrets in danger. Despite not having much romantic experience himself, Katsuki was not stupid, he knew when lust filled his veins, he knew when someone wanted him. Right now you both felt the same way and while in fear of losing his pride, Katsuki couldn’t move away.

He couldn’t budge when you laid your palm on his thigh, he kept still as stone when you turned to face him fully, he stopped breathing when you moved close enough to let him feel your breath on his cheek. All the while he dug his fingernails into your knee.

Was it the uneven breathing that gave him away? Was it his hand that felt so lost on your skin? Or maybe it were his eyes that fought a battle between looking away and straight into your bust. The blonde wasn’t sure but when you glanced at him, with this frisky look in your eyes, he knew he was doomed. Katsuki nearly started waiting for a laugh when you tugged at his tie letting him fall over and cage you on the couch that was still painfully tiny.

“First time?” You breathed into the skin of his neck, climbing higher, pawing at his back and chest for support. Before he could answer your lips were on his in a hasteful and eager kiss. It was messy and all over your lips and cheeks and necks, all over the place. It was over in a blink of an eye.

Is this how a first kiss feels like? His friends told him stories about long, sweet and innocent pecks. This was nothing like the blackening memories at the back of his head. This felt like him, felt like his first kiss. Angry, bursting and forceful. Katsuki loved it.

“So it is.” Your voice, so close to his ear, tore him out of his head. You were still awaiting a response, one that would make him crumble, one that would destroy this perfectly unbalanced moment of lustful chaos.

Later Katsuki will wonder whether experience meant knowing what to say and do in the right moment, because you certainly knew how to do just that.

Gripping the collar of his shirt you tore the highest button, letting it fall down between your breasts for the blonde to find later. It were hands and knees everywhere for Katsuki, hotness and short breaths.

“You know what.” You asked, making him hum deeply into your skin. “If this is your first time then I cannot wait to see what you’ve got. After all an animal is the most aggressive, the most carnal when it’s starving.”

The little giggle that followed your smart remark made Katsuki grin widely. Fuck cliche stories about awkward frist times, fuck shy kissess and fuck confessions spoken with trembling lips. Katsuki will have to live with the fact that someone, that you, took away his virginity and you knew damn well about it. He will have to get over the loss of his mysteriousness (if you two are to date officially). Katsuki will gladly accept that. How could he not when once again he came out of a battle victoriously.Maybe it was his first time but it was his first time, his rules, his game and his girl.

[churipu]

hiii !!

this is my first time requesting smth so sorry if I’m not making sense !! 😭

can u do jjk boys / men with short reader ?? can u also include megumi ?

thank you !

SHORTIE — JJK MEN + SHORT PARTNER

featuring. megumi fushiguro, toji fushiguro, gojo satoru, nanami kento x reader

warnings. none

note. hii jelly!! don't worry love you're doing great, and thank you for requesting! sorry it took so long :( i hope you like this. also, guys, omg you don't know how thankful i am to reach 500+ followers in a short amount of time, i'm going to sob. i love you all so much <;33

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO. i feel like he doesn't mind at all, he did say his type was someone with an unshakable character — so he could obviously care less about your height. in fact, he'd be pretty much delighted, he finds you adorable (but let's face it, he'd never tell that to your face).

it sounds cliche but megumi would be the one to help you get things from higher places, and when he can't reach them either — he'd carry you up his shoulders to let you grab it. if there's one other thing that he loves besides your personality, it's your height.

so when anyone tries to bring you down with that, megumi would definitely be up to defend you; saying there's no problem with your height and how much he likes that about you.

"what're you talking about? they look just fine." megumi mutters out, scratching the back of his head, his eyes averting to the side.

"so what if they're short? why does that matter?"

"'t doesn't matter what you think, i like them, so what?"

just, he's always going to defend you about your height so the next second you feel conscious about it — he's going to ask you if anyone said anything, and if you said yes (he'll make sure to find out who it is behind your back), and if you said no (he'll tell you how much he loves you, your height, and everything about you).

TOJI FUSHIGURO. big tease, will definitely make fun of your for it, he calls you "shortie", it's just his default nickname for you. the first time het met you, he's just decided that he'd go with the name "shortie" instead of "y/n".

he's going to ask you to grab something for him, and when you realized it's something out of reach, it's just his act to make fun of you, "hey shortie, grab my favorite mug for me."

and when you opened the mug cabinet, his mug is just sitting on the very top — you looked at him with a defeated smile and let out a laugh. he would always end up taking it for himself, patting your head on the way with a satisfied laughter.

though sometimes, you feel a little self-conscious when he makes fun of your for your height, and toji would caught up to it almost immediately.

"what's up, shortie? why'd you look so sad, hm?"

"am i really that short?" he cocked his eyebrow and hummed out, signaling that it's a yes indeed. but he scoffs after.

"so what?" he mutters out, laying his hand on top of your head before walking away, don't worry it's just his way of telling you he loves you. you'd feel so much better after that.

that's why he kept calling you shortie, no matter how self-conscious you get, he ends up encouraging you about it. so he never bothered stopping (and he never thought of stopping the nickname).

GOJO SATORU. like toji, i feel like gojo is a big tease as well. he absolutely loves your height, he's a tall man, and having such a short partner is a fun thing to him. he loves making fun of you (in a cute way) — and so you didn't mind it at all, since you know that gojo didn't mean it literally.

"oh, i didn't see you there! you're so small i could just step on you." he marvels out with a toothy grin before scooping you into his embrace.

with that being said, gojo absolutely loves carrying you on top of his shoulders, and when he has the chance to, he won't waste the chance to ask you how it feels like to be so much taller. you always comply with his jokes as well so he loves teasing you a lot, cause you give out reactions to him.

"how does it feel to be tall?" he asks you, hand gripping on your hips, holding you in place so you wouldn't fall.

"not bad, definitely could feel the heat up here, must suck being so close to the sun," you replied back, patting his head gently and gojo chuckles, letting you down.

being short isn't so bad when you have a giant to protect you from the heat, he's like your personal umbrella. so, you weren't going to complain about it at all.

also, gojo wouldn't let you talk bad about your height. he's your number one fan, don't tell me otherwise.

NANAMI KENTO. he absolutely adores you. he loves how his shirt looks big on you, he loves how small you look next to him, he loves how you always use him as a shield for anything, he just loves you.

most of the time, you'd feel a little bad about your height — but nanami would tell you how it doesn't matter and how much he loves you. he has his ways of showing his love to you and your height. nanami would sometimes use you as a place to rest his arm, at first you thought he was making fun of you, but he wasn't and i guess it's now just a normal thing for the both of you.

nanami loves tucking your head under his chin when you're both relaxing, watching a movie, cooking, anything — he just loves pulling you close and laying his chin on top of your head. he tells you it feels comfortable, and so that has also been a normal thing for the both of you.

having a small height means teeny tiny body parts. your hands, especially; he's in love with how small they are compared to his. how your hand always tugs on his shirt when you're out, he's hand would engulf yours completely, and he makes sure you're well taken care of when you both go out (it would be hard if you'd get lost in the crowd).

one thing he adores is a habit that you always do when he's busy. of course you wanted attention, and when you wanted his attention — he'd find you tugging at his shirt, his suit, his hand with your own while muttering out a, "boyfriend, boyfriend".

he's just so in love with you and everything about you, and with that, you've slowly come to love your own height. thanks to him.

© CHURIPU 2023 , DO NOT COPY OR REPOST ANYWHERE !

[fluentmoviequoter]

Arrest Me, Cop Cutie

Part 1 -> Part 2 -> Part 3

Pairing: Tim Bradford x fem!cop!reader

Summary: After another failed attempt at a date, Tim goes undercover. You have no choice but to arrest him, and he's unhappy with the decisions you make trying to do so.

Warnings: brief angst, minor injuries, fluff, Tim gets flirty when he's undercover, mention of drug trafficking, typical show warnings

Word Count: 2.3k+ words

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she puts the short in shorty, and he looks like he wants to chase me. cop cuties, cute and on duty, navy blue booties, go ahead and lock me up.

“So,” you begin.

“Don’t,” Tim interrupts, raising one hand from the steering wheel to point at you. “Just don’t.”

“Big, bad Bradford believes in jinxing?” you ask sarcastically. “And here I thought you were just keeping up appearances to hide the softie within.”

Tim sighs, slowing as he hits his blinker. You’ve been trying to get dinner together for weeks. Something comes up whenever you attempt to go somewhere together or meet at a restaurant. The first time, Tim got called in for a last-minute Metro assignment. Most recently, you were both alerted of a nearby officer-involved shooting. So far, tonight seems quiet, but you understand Tim’s hesitance to admit it. Though you’re still confused about why Tim agreed to get dinner with you after you handcuffed him to a guardrail in a warehouse-turned-drug-house, you want the date to go well. Is it a date? you ask yourself. Tim never clarified if this was for both of you or just for the apology you offered to give.

Tim parks outside a restaurant Lucy recommended and waits for a moment. Everything remains calm, and you smile because you can finally have dinner with Tim Bradford.

And then your phone rings, so the moment is shattered.

“Hello?” you greet, closing your eyes. You listen to Angela’s quick recount of the last half hour, then say, “Yeah, I can be there in a few minutes… Mmhmm, no problem.”

Ending the call, you drop your phone to your lap and shake your head. “I’m so sorry, Tim. Lopez needs-“

Tim’s phone ringing cuts you off, and he shows you Angela’s name on the caller ID before he answers. A moment later, he shifts into reverse and backs out of the parking space.

“Jake Butler,” Tim says. “I thought we threw him in jail after the Vegas incident.”

“We did,” you answer flatly. “Guess he got out. If I find him, he’s going to pay for ruining everything.”

“Did Angela tell you anything else?”

“Just that he was back on their radar, and they saw an opening to figure out the operation.”

“Fantastic,” Tim deadpans.

“Hey, bro!” Jake exclaims as you and Tim enter the interview room with Angela. “Whoa, you clean up nice, man? You on a date or something?”

“Something,” Tim replies, crossing his arms over his chest. “Get to the point, Butler.”

“Must’ve been a good something,” Jake murmurs. He looks at you and smiles before explaining the deal going down tonight.

“What is your boss expecting you to bring?” you inquire.

“Good work ethic,” he says, shrugging. “And product, obviously.”

“How much product?” Tim presses.

“The exact amount that is in my car.”

“We’ll be confiscating all of that after the operation,” Angela reminds him. Turning to you, she says, “He’s offering his car as part of the deal with the DA. This guy has only spoken to Jake here on the phone, so there’s not much of a chance of anyone close to him noticing any difference when Tim walks in.”

“Yeah,” Jake drawls. “Y’all see the tats, right?”

“Yeah,” you answer. “We see the tats.”

“How long do we have?” Tim asks.

“Drop is at 6,” Jake says. “I park in the underground lot, go up to his penthouse, and we work from there.”

“Specific,” you mumble, drawing a grunt from Tim.

“Thanks, Mr. Butler,” Angela says. “And if anything you told us was wrong, we’re throwing your deal in the gutter with your future. Okay?”

“Yeah, shawty.”

Tim rolls his eyes and follows Angela out of the room. You linger until the door is closed and ask, “Is there anything else you think you should tell us?”

“There’s a panic room,” Jake admits. “Code was 1016 last I was there.”

You nod, then exit the room and wonder what you’d be doing right now if your night had gone according to plan.

“UC parked in 238, underground lot,” someone radios.

You watch the cameras in the surveillance van, tracking Tim’s movements toward the penthouse. While Tim was being transformed to look like Jake, you insisted on staying with Metro for the duration of the operation. You must be close enough to bail Tim out if things go south, you explained. Your captain then brought up the defiance of direct orders during your last Metro op. You were only allowed to join the team with Angela’s vote of confidence and your promise to do anything and everything they say to keep Bradford safe.

Tim knocks on the door and greets the large, armed man who opens it. He sounds like Jake, but you know it’s Tim, and your heart rate speeds up with each step he takes inside. Once he’s in the penthouse, you can’t see him. You can hear him through a long-distance microphone attached to the sniper’s rifle across the street. His tracker blinks on one of the screens, and you clench your jaw as you listen and watch.

“Where’s my stuff, Butler?” someone yells.

“Whoa, man, I wasn’t gonna cart that kind of purchase past the doorman,” Tim argues with a chuckle.

“Whose decision is that? Whose paying for all of it? Who got you out of jail?!”

That answers one question.

“Last we talked, you told me to park, come up here, and we’d work from there,” Tim reminds him. “If you changed the plan without telling me, I guess that’s on me.”

“That was never the plan. Are you trying to screw me, Butler?”

“Nah, man, just a miscommunication. Tell me what you want me to do to fix it.”

The man hesitates, then repeats, “Fix it?”

You stand as the officer sitting across from you prepares to open the door. The van is painted to look like an internet service vehicle, so you could park close to the apartments where Tim is.

“Yeah, I’ll do whatever it takes,” Tim replies.

The unmistakable sound of guns racking fills the van, and the Metro commander radios for everyone to move in now. Running through the parking lot and into the building, you don’t notice the stares you receive, only the intel communicated through your earpiece.

“UC held at gunpoint,” the sniper alerts. “I don’t have a clear shot. Three armed men, plus two at the door.”

“Suspect has cameras on his floor,” another voice says. “Approach from the southern elevators and utilize limited penetration entry through the front door.”

You race up the steps, your heart pounding like it will break through your ribs. Tim is in danger, his life is being threatened, and you’re terrified that you’re too far away to save him. When you reach the landing on the penthouse floor, you struggle to focus on your job. With a deep breath, you remind yourself to obey for Tim. If you rush in, you’ll just get yourself killed, too.

“Hold!” the commander instructs. “We’ve lost visual. UC is moving west.”

“There’s nothing to the west,” Angela replies. “It’s blocked off. Probably utilities.”

“The panic room!” you remember.

“Butler didn’t tell you where it was,” she argues. “We can’t tell on thermal.”

“It’s probably lined, but you’re right.”

“We don’t have time to wait,” Angela decides. “Assume our UC is in the panic room but keep your eyes open and stay alert. Breach.”

You’re fourth in line as you enter the penthouse. Seven Metro officers against five armed criminals is as close to a fair fight as you can expect in your line of work. When you step inside, the man who was guarding the door runs toward you. Dropping your gun, you brace yourself against his hit. His hands shove into your shoulders, and you grip his wrists as he pushes you against the wall. Everyone around you is fighting, so you hold your own against a man who outweighs you and towers over you. Tim is nowhere in sight, nor is Jake’s employer, so you’ll have to fight through this chaos to find him.

Tim watches as the man leading him through a lead-lined hallway types 1-0-1-6 into a keypad. It opens a door into what is clearly a doomsday-style panic room, and he raises his hands as he’s shepherded into it. The heavy doors silence the fight outside, so Tim doesn’t know whether his backup is on the way or if they can locate this well-hidden last resort.

“Where’d the cops come from, Butler? You workin’ with them now?” the man demands, brandishing a curved knife.

“What cops, man?” Tim asks, his voice rising in imitation of Jake.

“The doorman saw a whole team of uniformed tactical guys rush into the place! That’s not what I signed up for.”

“Me neither! Do I look like I’d be making a deal with cops? I’m low-time, I’d go to jail either way and you know better than some attorney that I don’t do cells.”

“Then tell me how they found us right after you did!”

Tim steps back, creating room between himself and the knife. Without any weapons, he would prefer to de-escalate the situation verbally if possible. As the man looks at him, he sees a crazy look in his eyes and assumes the verbal response is no longer an option.

The Metro officers who entered the penthouse with you zip-tie the wrists of the five armed men while you look for an entrance to the panic room. A small latch on the side of a bookshelf catches your attention, and you tug it. The shelf pops away from the door, and a hiss sounds as you pull it open farther.

“I’ll get the UC,” you offer.

“We’ll keep these guys quiet,” an officer replies. “Radio if you need help.”

You nod once, then jog into the hallway. There’s a keypad halfway down the hall, and you hold your tongue between your teeth as you type in the code Jake gave you. Another door hisses as its seal is broken.

“Knock knock!” you call, raising your gun to your shoulder as you move toward the lead door. “LAPD Metro, come out with your hands up!”

You’re met with silence, and you work to steady your breath as you near the door. Before you nudge it open, someone hits it with a quick downward slap. Off-balance, you let the gun fall as you stumble inside.

The man you recognize as Jake’s employer manages to get you on the ground, and you twist to elbow him in the throat. He swings his fist down, and you don’t see the blade tucked between his fingers. He hits your jaw, and your cheekbone stings as the tip of the knife scrapes across it. Pulling your knee up, you aim between his legs. He buckles forward, and you wrap your arms around his upper body. Swinging your leg, you flip to be on top of him.

Panting, you demand, “Roll over. You’re under arrest.”

He groans and doesn’t move. After you knock the knife away from him, you pull his arm to flip him onto his stomach. With your knee pressing between his kidneys, you pull a zip-toe closed around his wrists, then sit back on your heels.

Tim smirks at your position, and you shake your head as you move into a half-kneel position. Wiping blood from your cheek, you push yourself to your feet.

“Jake Butler, you’re under arrest,” you say. “Put your hands behind your head, interlace your fingers.”

Tim looks at your cut cheek, then at the man zip-tied and squirming in pain beneath you.

“Yeah, I’ll comply,” Tim drawls. “Since I’m making it easy, could you try to make the whole arrest me thing a little sexy? I’ve always had a thing for cop cuties, with their navy blue booties.”

“Shut up,” you demand as you pull his hands behind his back.

“Yeah, go ahead and lock me up,” he continues as you secure the handcuffs around his wrists.

“I’m 10-4 in the panic room. Butler and his employer are in custody,” you radio.

An officer appears in the doorway to help you escort both men to the patrol cars waiting outside the lobby. He hauls Jake’s boss to his feet and leads him out of the panic room. You follow, leading Tim through the penthouse and into the hall.

After the elevator closes and all the arrested men have been escorted out, you remove his cuffs. He turns toward you quickly, his jaw clenched tightly. You recognize the look and know he’s about to yell at you.

“I know, I know, you never put the cuffs on me,” you say before he can begin. “Sorry, but there were too many people who could see.”

“You really think that’s what I’m mad about?” Tim questions. “I don’t care what you do to UCs.”

“Then what are you mad about?” you ask softly.

Tim raises his hand to your face but stops before he touches you. His hand falls, and he says, “You got hurt. Medics will be ready at the station.”

As Tim turns away from you, you wish he had touched you.

At the end of the day, you exit the station and sigh. You received treatment for your minor injuries, completed the reports, and patrolled before your end of shift. Walking through the parking lot, you keep your eyes down and think about last night.

“A cut cheek isn’t getting you out of dinner,” Tim calls.

You look up at the sound of his voice and see him leaning against the tailgate of his truck.

“If you’re still up for it,” he adds.

“You’re just saying that because I’m a cop cutie,” you reply, smiling.

Tim groans at the reminder of what he said while he was undercover. He raises his hand again, but this time, he places his palm on your jaw and gently traces the bottom of your bandage. His movement and his touch say more than he ever has.

“If we finally go on a date, do you think we could stop arresting each other?” you inquire.

“Maybe,” he answers, opening the passenger door for you.

“That sounded too hopeful.”

[arminsumi]

SANCTUARY

💗 GOJO さとる

warnings : angst, some fluff (?), satoru is such an asshole on the exterior 🥹, not proofread

the strongest... falling in love with the weakest. he's bullied n teased u about being the weakest, a weakling; "how did they let someone like you into jujutsu tech?"

he's so mean and condescending. he trails alongside u on missions. he asks "hey, bet you missed me" when he intrudes on missions that you very nearly had under control. he watches you from the bleachers as you hopelessly practice martial arts with suguru. he steals your quiz papers when the teacher isn't looking.

but of course... he has ulterior motives. his exterior is just a big act, he's really just a teenager who belongs in the drama club.

he's sticking to ur side during missions to protect ur "stupid weak ass". he's always popping his face into a scene to make sure that curse doesn't escape, cuz otherwise he has to listen to you getting another reprimanding from yaga. satoru's the one who asked suguru to teach you martial arts every day, encouraging his best friend to grill the movements into your brain. and he steals your quiz papers to quickly rub out all the wrong answers you filled in, and correct them so that tomorrow you're met with a baffling A* grade.

he's doing everything he can to keep you from being expelled.

yet he stands in front of you, hands lazing in his pockets, taunting you about being a shorty who can't fight for shit. "you're one of those fucking weaklings i have to protect..." he says bitterly, through gritted teeth... but he doesn't mean it how you interpret it. he's so upset with the world, and how he has to work hard to protect someone who deserves to be born into an idyllic paradise.

when you're making that defeated frown, looking helpless on the floor after losing to a curse, he glares over and yells "what are you doing... get up." and he forces you to get on your feet.

he's confusing, isn't he? how he tells you in the school corridors on hot summer days, "you're too weak to fight for yourself." and then when you're unconscious after encountering a special-grade, he clutches your body protectively and sobs, "are you crazy? why wouldn't you call me... hey, keep your eyes open..." he's furrowing his brows at you, expression angry not because you're weak... but because this world treats frail people terribly and he hates it with all his soul. he doesn't want to see you fighting. he doesn't want to see you practicing jujutsu. he doesn't want you to ever see another curse's morbid face again.

he's determined to turn the world into a sanctuary for you. that's what he puts in his wedding vows to you, when the two of you reach the age of 25. and he doesn't break it, he doesn't falter, he always keeps good pace and drains and exhausts himself in order to mold the shape of the world to fit someone as soft as you.

"i can't believe something as soft as you was given to me from such a hard world."

i'm gonna make it better, baby. i'm gonna build a new world for you. one that doesn't try to hurt us. until i can achieve that goal, i hope my embrace can act as your sanctuary.

[shadowkoo]

love me softly

→ Summary: When your long-distance boyfriend's visit falls through, you decide to make the most of your free time. But after a day out, you're in for an unexpected surprise when you get home.

↠ taeyong x f.reader | 1.9k words | 18+ ↠ genre: angst, fluff, smut, established relationship, idol au, long distance au

→ Warnings: lots of pet names, a touch of sad vibes in the beginning but that turns around pretty quickly, the sweetest softest smut i’ve written in a while, praise kink, the lightest hair pulling idk if it really counts lol, body worship (yong really really love his girl okay), creampie, unprotected & explicit sex, if i’m missing any lemme know

→ Networks: @k-vanity @ksmutsociety

→ Author Note: happy october :) this is just a lil shortie oneshot (which was supposed to be a drabble skldjfa;lksdfj) to get me back on writing track, i’ve got a big spooky fic coming in the next few weeks!! divider credit

“I know, baby, I’m sorry,” Taeyong mumbles through his phone. “It’s taking us longer to film than we anticipated, so I’m gonna be delayed another day at least.”

Your boyfriend had initially set aside time in his very busy schedule to come visit you after he finished filming his newest music video in LA; which should’ve wrapped up a few days ago. Since you live on opposite sides of the world, he wanted to take advantage of being only a few states apart instead continents apart. You’re just a quick three hour flight away and he’s been thinking about seeing you ever since he planned this break in his schedule.

Except his plans keep changing; first it was production problems and now it’s the weather. They just can’t catch a break. And all of this is cutting into the time he is supposed to spend with you.

“Is it even worth visiting now? We’ll only have a day or two left from the week we planned together."

Taeyong’s brows furrow, “It’s worth it to me, you’re worth it. I know it’s not ideal, baby, but I miss you so much. Even if we only have a couple of hours together, I’ll still come to you when this is finished.”

Hearing the film crew calling his name through the phone, you sigh, letting the welled up tears fall down your cheeks. They’re ready to start filming the next scene and he has to go, again. You won’t be seeing him today, again.

“Honey, I’m so sorry. I have to get back on set. I’ll text you later, okay?” Taeyong’s heart rips into pieces when he hears you sniffle.

“Okay, I love you,” you whisper.

“I love you so much, Y/N.” He hangs up and takes a couple of deep breathes, blinking back his own tears. He hates when you’re hurt, especially when it’s his fault. Taeyong lets out a puff of air, time to pull it together. The faster he perfects this scene and those to follow, the faster he can be on his way to you.

It’s the next day, and you wake up with swollen eyes from crying all night. You push back the blankets and force yourself to get up. Sitting at home and being sad all day won’t do you any good.

You know that it’s not Taeyong’s fault he keeps getting delayed, everything that’s happened has just been an unfortunate string of events. You’ll admit that going to see him had crossed your mind last night, but then you thought better of it.

Girlfriends at work can cause problems, you don’t want to distract him or be in the way of the crew. Plus, you two haven’t fully gone public with your relationship yet. His management team has been informed for a while now, and other NCT member’s know too.

But the millions of fans? That’s a daunting step that you two haven’t taken yet. You’re not necessarily hiding your relationship, but you’re not flaunting it out in front of the world either.

As you get dressed, you shoot a quick text to your friend Fia to confirm your plans for coffee and a trip to the bookstore. Running on little sleep, you're in serious need of caffeine, and you've been eagerly waiting for your favorite author’s new book to drop.

She replies almost instantly, saying she’s in and excited to see you. You skip your usual makeup routine and throw your hair into a loose ponytail before heading out the door.

Stepping outside onto the leaf-littered sidewalk, you can’t help but smile—it’s finally October, your favorite time of year. The air feels crisp, and everything has that warm, cozy vibe that you love, from now until the end of the year. It’s the perfect season for coffee dates, soft sweaters, and losing yourself in a good book.

Fia is saving you a window seat inside her favorite cafe, “Hi! It’s been too long, I got you an Iced Pumpkin Chai.” She cheerfully hands you the drink, “So, how have you been? I thought Taeyong would be coming with you?”

“Ahh, right,” you say, before taking your first sip. “He’s stuck in LA unfortunately, but I still wanted to catch up you.”

“Oh no, that’s a bummer,” she says, resting a hand on your arm. “How are you handling it?”

“Better than last time, but it’s still not fun.”

“I bet, well if you get lonely you’re always welcome to come stay with me. I don’t think James will mind.” James is Fia’s elderly cat, who takes his naps on the windowsill quite seriously. He’s to sleepy to care when Fia has visitors, as you’ve witnessed.

“I might take you up on that offer.”

Meeting up with Fia completely turned your day around. The two of you sipped coffee, chatted about your latest reads, and vented about the upcoming book-to-movie adaptations that are sure to fall short. Then, you made your way to the bookstore, continuing the conversation.

After each grabbing a few books, Fia convinces you to go thrift shopping with her next. By the time you finally make it home, your arms are loaded with the day’s haul.

You set down the bags so you can punch in your door key code, letting yourself in. The afternoon sunlight shines through your windows, illuminating the beautiful bouquet of marigolds on your table with a warm glow.

‘Hmm, that’s weird,’ you think to yourself as you set the bags down next to them, ‘Did I buy these earlier this week and forget about them? That would be just like me with everything that’s been on my mind.’

You think nothing of it and head to your bedroom, ready to change into comfier clothes for the rest of the night. Earlier, on the walk home you decided you’d spend the rest of your night by making your favorite soup for dinner, and then settling in for a Halloweentown movie marathon.

Just inside your bedroom door, you see a hoodie drapped over a suitcase. Your heart swells as your eyes drift over to the bed, where your boyfriend is peacefully sleeping. Not wanting to wake him, you change quietly and climb into bed and wrap yourself around him, you need to make sure this is real and not a figment of your imagination.

He rolls over and envelops you in his arms, kissing you softly. “Mmm, I was wondering when you’d get back.”

It’s really him.

“How are you here right now?” you ask, pulling back to scan his face.

“We finished filming late last night. Well technically this morning around 3am, and I got on the first available flight.”

“How long have you been here?” you ask next.

“Not long, just enough for me to change out of airport clothes and climb in bed,” he chuckles, pulling you back in for another sweet kiss. His lips gently press against yours and a hand reached around to the back of your head, letting down your hair so his fingers could run through the loose strands.

Taeyong tugs your hair with the lightest touch, but enough for you to let out a soft gasp. He uses the opportunity to push his tongue in past your parted lips.

Your hands rub up his solid chest, and you moan into his mouth as his kisses get a little more rough, a little more desperate.

“Did you like your flowers?” he asks when your lips are just barely touching.

“They’re beautiful,” you giggle, “I couldn’t figure out where they came from. I thought I might have gone crazy.”

“I saw them at the market just down the street and they reminded me of how radiant you always are.” His eyes gaze into yours and you can see that he really means that. Your heart melts.

“Ugh, I missed you,” you murmur before pulling him in for another long kiss, only separating when you need air.

He admires how swollen and wet your lips are while he hovers over you, looking down with desire-filled eyes.

“I missed you so much. I missed kissing you. I missed the way you taste. The way you mewl when I touch you right here,” he whispers, his hand slipping in between your legs, sliding them under your panties until his fingers find their way home.

Tossing your head back into the pillows, you squeeze your eyes shut as one finger, and then two, dip inside your slick heat.

“God, so wet already.” His fingers pump into you again and they curl at the right moment, lighting your body on fire. He keeps a leisurely pace, wanting to savor every second of this. He can take you from behind later. Right now he wants to prove how much he missed you. How much he loves you.

“Mmm, yes,” you moan, having longed for this so much over the past few months. He knows you so well, your body is so in tune with his. “Let me touch you too,” you breath as your fingers find his waistband. You stroke his growing length. Feeling the weight of him in your palm has always makes your mouth water for what is to come.

Rough Taeyong is devilishly hot, but soft and sensual Taeyong is a whole other breed of demon. He’ll worship you until you’re a dripping mess.

He watches intently as your eyes flutter shut, knowing very well that you’re close. He strategically presses his thumb up against your aching clit, rubbing in dangerous circles until he feels your walls start to tense. “Come for me, babe. Come all over my fingers like the good girl I know you are.”

His words are enough to send you over the edge. He swallows your loud moans while you clench around his fingers, coming beautifully undone and writhing underneath him.

Taeyong lets you ride out the waves, completely captivated by how ethereal you look in that moment. “You’re a goddess,” he breathes, bending down to meet your mouth once again. He pulls back, only to remove your clothing before removing his own.

“Love me, ‘Yongie,” you beg, needing to feel him inside you, just needing him.

“Always.” He moves a hand to cup your cheek while he slowly sinks into your wet slit. No matter how many times he’s with you, he’ll never get over how perfect you are. He bites back a moan when he hits your cervix. A perfect fucking fit, every single time.

He moves with a pace so slow it feels like divine torture. “I’ll never get tired of this,” he groans, pulling out until just his tip is held between your folds, then rolling his hips back inward.

“OH my god,” you moan, your nails digging into his bare back, “You feel so good.”

Taeyong nestles his head into your neck, bringing you closer and closer to the release that you crave.

“I’m close, baby, so close,” you whine. “Come in me,” you beg, pleading for him to release into you. 

Taeyong hisses, his movements becoming more jerky. “I love you,” he groans as the coil snaps inside you. Waves of pleasure wash over your body, the sparks tingling through your veins. He follows your suit, tensing as your inner walls writhe around his length, milking him of his creamy seed.

He collapses next to you, whispering I love you’s into your ear as you both catch your breath.

“So,” you begin once you finally remember how to speak, “Wanna help me make dinner?”

“In a bit,” he sighs, pulling your limp body on top of his to kiss you lazily, “I’m not done loving you yet.”

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[isofien]

Helloo~ i been reading your works and got me thinking that Iso seems like a really tall man. so i thought of how iso dating with short!reader? oneshot or headcannons its alright! you may include nsfw too >w< (ps; reader doesn't like to be called shorty but just gotta deal with it xD)

shorty

CONTENT WARNING : petnames , nsfw at the end.

A/N: chat im so sorry its taken me literal MONTHS for me to post, writer block got me too good.

— iso’s love language is acts of service and basically loves helping you, rather it be with cooking or cleaning he is a service man. Because of this he is the type to put everything on the top shelf so you can call him over to help you.

— he’s the type of person to purposely grab the item in your hand and put it above your head because he loves to see you jumping for your drink or phone.

— also is always making fun of you for your height, making digs at you for being short, calling you nicknames and teasing you.

— but because of your height he always feels the need to guide you and protect you, standing behind you with his hands around your waist or shoulders whilst you walk in front of him.

— just in case of emergency he will always put you first since your so small and fragile in his eyes.

— buys you EXTREMELY big things because he loves to see your little arms wrap about it, rather it be a plushie or a pillow. he finds it absolutely adorable whenever an item takes up half your body size.

— also the type to compare hand sizes, seeing how small you are always makes him chuckle slightly.

— CONTENT WARNING : NSFW

as iso rams into you again and again, your eyes rolling back as he continuously stares at the bulge in your stomach due to how deep he is.

“c-cant.. t-too big—!”

your voice whines out as hes gripping onto your waist tighter, pushing in deeper to see that little bump in your stomach grow further and further.

“look at my small— mgph.. girl.” he groans out, trying to go deeper. “can’t even take my dick.” he teases as hes biting onto your shoulder.

“i cann— just too big..”

as you whine out he goes faster before praising you. “you feel so good.. god—! look at those little legs wrapped around me.”

“good girl.. very fuckin’— ah.. good girl..”

[sxmmerberries]

Little Bean - kim gyuvin x reader

✦ genre: fluff

✦ pairing: kim gyuvin as your boyfriend

✦ word count: 634

✦ summary: after you and gyuvin had an argument about you not wanting to be called "little bean", gyuvin had the wonderful idea of placing everything on the top shelf of the cabinets to show you that you were indeed little bean.

“I am going to hide all his mangoes one day”, You muttered in frustration as you took in the scene in front of you.

Gyuvin had the great idea of putting everything in the topmost shelf of the cabinets. Why? Because he didn't like the fact that you disagreed that you were little bean and he was the big bean.

You glared at him as he scrolled through his phone on the couch, occasionally giving you discreet glances to see your dilemma. You approached him and stared at him with an angry look.

“What? Why are you staring at me like that, little bean?”, He gave you an innocent look, trying to hold back his laughter as best as he could.

“Can you stop being mean to me?”, You glared at him.

“Stop being mean to you? When was I mean to you?”, He looked up from his phone, giving you a grin.

“WHY DO YOU KEEP PUTTING EVERYTHING ON THE TOP SHELF? YOU KNOW I CAN'T REACH THEM!”, You exclaimed, expressing your frustration as he laughed at your reaction.

“Oh yeah. I forgot that you were a shorty or should I say little bean”, He smirked, making you seethe with anger.

“Does my little bean need my help?” He grinned, making you roll your eyes at him.

You grabbed your carrot plushie from the couch and smacked him with it.

“You smack Big smack Meanie”

“Ouch ouch” He gripped your wrist and pulled the plushie away from your grip, hiding it behind him.

“For a little bean, you do have a lot of strength”, He smiled as he saw you side eye him.

“Sooooooo…..does my little bean need her big, tall and handsome bean to help her?”, Gyuvin further teased.

You scoffed at his words before deciding that you'll get the things you need yourself. You stormed away to the kitchen without a word with Gyuvin following behind you.

He watched with amusement as you climbed on to the kitchen counter, standing closer to your spot, preparing to catch you if you fell.

“Having fun up there, little bean?” He teased, watching the determination on your face.

“Shut up”, You opened the cabinet, putting down the things on the counter one by one and Gyuvin kept putting them on the top shelf again with ease to piss you off.

“Kim Gyuvin!”, You exclaimed in frustration, putting the things down again, but Gyuvin placed them on the shelf again.

This continued on for a few minutes before you decided to get down and fight him. You were getting down from the counter when you lost your balance. Your life flashed before your eyes as you felt yourself falling. You closed your eyes in fear, preparing yourself to feel the floor soon but the impact never came.

You felt a pair of warm arms wrap around you, preventing you from falling. You peaked one eye open to see Gyuvin giving you an amused smile, holding you in his arms tightly.

“You know……the way you're acting right now, it seemed as though you were falling off of some big cliff but then again for someone like you, it might feel like a cliff”, Gyuvin laughed, watching your reaction as you squirmed to get out of his grip.

“Put me down, you big meanie. I almost died!”, You squirmed, trying to get out of his grip.

“You're overexaggerating”, He rest his chin on your head, feeling your warmth, hugging you closer.

“I would've died then came back to haunt you as a ghost”, You said, tightening your grip around him so you don't fall, secretly enjoying the moment.

“Awww, what a cute little ghost!”, Gyuvin teased, carrying you to the couch like a sack of potatoes.

“I AM NOT LITTLE!”

“Sure sure, whatever helps you sleep at night”

networks: @chrimatanet @kstrucknet @k-films @starlit-network

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[jinnie-ret]

ok but imagine chans sister comes to visit the boys and gets attacked by saesangs. comfort from chan as well as his own guilt that it happened?? while the boys do their best to fix everything and make it okay? my love for angsty fics is really showing damn

cold water

stray kids x reader (platonic)

genre: angst, angst, and more angst

content warnings: saesangs, violence, drowning

word count: 3.3k

summary: when chan's sister pays the boys a visit in Seoul, during their S-CLASS mv shooting, no one could have expected the day to end the way it would.

Thank you so much for this request! I've been trying to write it for the past couple of days because this idea instantly popped into my head, I hope it fulfills the angst you've been looking for!

As always, like, reblog if you enjoyed, and my asks are open for any requests you may have. And let me know if you'd like to be tagged when I post :)

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Y/N was glad to finally settle down in Seoul after her flight from Sydney. She was excited to see Bang Chan again, it had been a while as she hadn't been able to fly over with Hannah and go to their concerts, too busy with her school work. You see, Y/N always dreamed of being a director, and so when Chan had offered her to come watch them film their newest music video for their upcoming title track, S-CLASS, she couldn't deny his offer. Especially since he had promised that it would be a new experience for not just her, but for him and the rest of the boys too.

And boy was he right. If you had asked Y/N if she was going on a nighttime shoot, on a boat, in the middle of Han River, she would have laughed in your face, but her brother was big time now, and as much as she'd tease him and deny it, she was proud of Bang Chan. He even managed to get a comment along those lines from her earlier in the day.

"Y/Nnie, aren't you proud of your big bro?" Chan bounced around happily, excited for his younger sister to be staying with them, shaking her shoulders at the same time.

"Yeah, yeah," she rolled her eyes, unable to hide her growing smile as she stood in the entrance of the dorms he shared with Changbin, Han, and Hyunjin.

Speaking of, they all appeared, hearing the commotion of their leader and someone else.

"Woah, is that you, Y/N? You've grown!" Han patted her head as he greeted her.

"Not by much," she laughed, ducking away when the head pats turned into borderline hair ruffling, and no one touches her hair.

"Who knows, maybe you'll be taller than Changbinnie!" Hyunjin laughed.

"There's no way, Y/N got the small genes too, just like me and Hannah, Lucas is the only one who is tall out of us siblings," Chan sighed.

"It's so annoying. We're twins. He's got height to spare, why couldn't he give me some of it?" Y/N whined, causing Chan to laugh at her.

"Ah, join us on the dark side Y/N," Chan gestured to him and the other 2 members of 3RACHA.

"I'm in a dorm full of shorties," Hyunjin shook his head.

"Surprise, shawtyyyy," Y/N did some jazz hands, causing Han and Chan to laugh because they got the reference.

"Anyways let's drop your bags off in the spare room, then we can grab something to eat and head to the shoot, yeah?" Chan suggested as he picked up Y/N's luggage and carried it with him.

"Sounds good to me," Y/N nodded as she followed along.

Best. Dinner. Ever.

Bulgogi. Fried chicken. Kimchi. It was a proper feast. Although, the boys didn't have too much as they said they didn't want to feel bloated during the shoot, and they'd probably get some more food later. Y/N wouldn't be able to turn down that offer too, especially since her brother was paying for it all.

"So how old are you now, Y/Nnie?" Seungmin asked as she traveled with the other boys to their shoot.

"I'm 17," Y/N replied, the boys letting out noises of surprise.

"I remember when we debuted, you were only 12!" Felix gasped.

"Well, times have changed haha, it's been like 5 years, you know, you guys have been doing this for a small while now," Y/N pointed out. Of course she wasn't going to be a child forever.

"That makes me feel old," Lee Know sighs, throwing his head back against the headrest in the car.

"Well, you are the oldest one in here hyung," Jeongin patted his shoulder condescendingly.

"Yah! Our driver hyung is older than me!" Lee Know replied, turning around and staring daggers at his youngest member.

Y/N couldn't help but giggle at the interactions they had. She was glad her brother was surrounded by such good people. She knew he had found it tough before when he saw his other trainee friends debut, not fully realising how isolating that must have been until a few years ago now.

"You know, you're pretty cool, Chris," Y/N stared in awe at the boat they were about to board.

"Thanks, sis," he wrapped her in a small side hug, not teasing her this time yet still having a bashful expression on his face.

They all boarded the boat, staff, crew, members. Not realising the two suspicious hooded figures following them on and instantly hiding. In fact, Y/N thought she saw something out of the corner of her eye, jolting around so suddenly she caught the attention of Chan once more.

"You good?" he raised an eyebrow at her, looking around now also.

"Thought I saw something... it's probably nothing," Y/N brushed it off.

"It's probably jet lag," Chan guessed, and Y/N nodded along anyways. It had been a long flight over, and she was feeling her energy slowly drop. Yet that didn't stop her from eagerly trying to pick up every detail of the shoot, from the camera angles, to how many takes it took the boys on different scenes, and to other unseen aspects of the shoot.

"So let me get this right, they're going to CGI a massive octopus in?" Y/N said with wide eyes, wondering why it would be there.

"Yeah, and?" Felix shrugged.

"And Seungmin is going to dance next to it for some reason?" Y/N clasped her hands behind her back.

"So?" Han shrugged. These sorts of ideas weren't really anything out of the ordinary for them.

"That's sick!" Y/N cheered in English, making the boys jump from her sudden mood change they witnessed, thinking she was criticising what was happening at first. They now understood she was just an excitable girl.

She had been diligently taking down notes on her phone the whole time, taking photos also. The crew had been worried at first that she'd reveal spoilers for the filming, but Chan reassured them all that Y/N was a good kid and she wouldn't do anything like that.

"Hey, Chris, is there a toilet on here?" two girls crouched on a lower part of the boat heard Y/N ask her brother. Of course they recognised the girl when they snuck on earlier. They were fans before their likes turned to obsessions, so of course they knew that Y/N was Chan's sister.

"Just downstairs one and to the left," they heard Chan reply and had to hide their squeals. Maybe if they saw Y/N, they could pretend to be best friends with her and then get closer to Chan. And then, once they got closer to Chan, they could become closer with the other members too.

Delusion was a disease.

Y/N put her phone torch light on as she headed down one flight of stairs and entered the bathroom, a light flickering on instantly. She went to enter a cubicle before a bright light shined in her face and left her wincing and feeling startled.

In reality, it was the two saesang girls' best bet in getting away before they were caught. And they didn't even feel bad for what they did. It's not like they went to the extremes of using a laser.

"Ah," Y/N winced as she rubbed her eyes, but she ignored it and soon returned upstairs.

"Are you ok? You look a bit disoriented," Hyunjin checked on the younger girl as he took a break, getting his hair and clothes touched up and adjusted.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just, a bit, I don't know," Y/N didn't know what else to say. She had a bad feeling now, swearing she had heard some giggles and footsteps running away from her after she was temporarily blinded.

"Is being on the boat all too much?" Seungmin asked, feeling bad for the girl who looked dazed.

"Hey, Y/N, why don't you take a moment, yeah, I know all the cameras and lights can be a bit overwhelming," Chan came over as soon as he heard the tone difference in the voices of his group.

"Ok, I'll just be round that corner, I'm going to look out at the river," Y/N told him, receiving a satisfied nod in response as she walked off. Perhaps all she needed really was just a breather. Yes, all the set and ideas were amazing, but it was very fast paced. What happened to their song, 'My Pace'?

Y/N giggled to herself, looking out at the water before she heard people approach her from behind.

"Chris, I still need some time-"

"Ah, so you are his sister..." one of the girls, looking around 20 years old, and staring down Y/N.

"Oh, are you staff here? Sorry, Chris, umm, Chan said it was okay to come down here, but I can move if-"

"No, why don't you stay?" the other girl evily smiled.

"Well, if you're sure..." Y/N nodded and turned back towards the water, before her head was yanked back and she fell to the floor of the boat with a thud.

"Hey!" Y/N shouted, but her mouth was instantly covered.

"You're going to give us exactly what we want, isn't that right?" a harsh voice whispered into her ear with gritted teeth. But Y/N shook her head pleadingly, not wanting to be caught up in anything violent.

"Stupid!" she was slapped across the face, letting out a whimper from the pain before she was pinned to the ground.

"Listen here, you little bitch. You may think you're living the high life as Chan's sister but you've got it all wrong. Now, you're going to walk back up there with and introduce us properly to that lovely brother of yours, pretend we got lost down here, just two staff members gone missing," a girl squeezed her wrists tight as Y/N couldn't move from her position.

"Ow, shit. Get off!" Y/N struggled in their grip, feeling terrified. This is certainly not what she expected when she came to visit her brother for an innocent work experience trip.

"Do it, now," they hauled her up and pushed her back towards where everyone else was working.

"I don't have to do anything you tell me. I'll just call the police and-" Y/N bravely began as she held up her phone but it was soon knocked out of her hands, and sink into the depths of the Han River.

"Oops," a girl innocently giggled.

"Are you out of your mind?!" Y/N shouted loudly, loud enough that she would be heard by the others, particularly her older brother who was due to go down and check on her because he thought she had been taking too long.

"Some may say that," the two girls cackled maniacally amongst themselves, like it was the best inside joke in the world.

"That was my phone! It had everything on it! I need it!" Y/N shouted once more, Chan, Lee Know and Changbin's footsteps becoming more rushed now. The other two immediately joined Chan on the way when they too heard the shouting.

Y/N had a pair of hands wrapped around her throat, the other unoccupied as the owner of them smirked and simply whispered.

"Aw, you better go get it then."

In a split second, Chan and the rest of the hyung line watched as Y/N was hurled over the edge of the boat, screaming as she fell before a splash was heard.

"Y/N!!!" Chan screamed in complete and utter panic. It was dark, it was cold, and now his sister was forced to try and stay afloat in such freezing temperatures like the waters of Han River.

"Are you crazy?!" Lee Know yelled at the two girls, who were excited to see the boys, not realising the consequences of their actions.

"Y/N!!! Y/N!!! Can you hear me?!" Chan heartbreakingly yelled as he looked over the edge of the boat railings and tried to see the head of his sister pop up.

Y/N felt her airways open before she cold help it. Ice cold water, working its way through her body as it traveled to her lungs and caused her to let out muffled pleas for help, trying to swim to the surface.

"Somebody get help! Someone fell in the water!!" Changbin used his loud voice to his advantage as he signalled the emergency crew with a lifeboat to drop down into the water and try and find Y/N.

"No, no, no, I can't believe this, no..." Chan whimpered, hands clenching onto the railing so tightly that his knuckles had turned white.

"Chan, it's ok, they'll find her," Felix had come up behind him, trying to calm him down even though he himself was feeling the exact same way. All of the boys were. There was anger, there was panic, there was... grief too. Nothing had been confirmed, but the what ifs flying through everyone's minds had killed the thoughts in their brains telling them that there was still a chance.

"I can't see her!!! I can't see her!!!" Chan paced, running his fingers through his hair as he cried. He cried so hard. The members couldn't remember the last time they saw their leader like this. But he was a family man, through and through. He'd do anything to protect those around him, especially those close to him.

"Get rid of these girls!" Han lead over some staff members to the two saesangs who had been stood starstruck the whole time Lee Know cussed them out, only infuriating him more.

"Y/N!" Hyunjin tried.

"Y/Nnie!" Seungmin tried.

"Y/N!" Jeongin tried.

They all tried calling her but there was no luck so far. The boat had been deployed into the river and it had bright lights reflecting off of the water, hoping to catch sight of Y/N.

"I should have protected her! I promised her!" Chan angrily pointed out towards the water, tears continuously falling as his members wrapping him in their arms comfortingly and trying to keep him calm

"Y/N! I see her! To the right! She's there!" Lee Know yelled down at the boat operators, who quickly jumped into action as they grabbed the shivering girl, trying to make sure she was breathing as they transported her onto land, where the boys on the boat were now pulling in too.

Y/N didn't remember much of what happened. Her body slowly became more and more numb, yet it carried her to the surface of the water, where she fortunately was floating on her back. She coughed and spluttered, and it seemed to let her breathe with a bit more improvement. Or maybe it was when she was wrapped in a foil blanket, hearing shouts of her name and feeling the rocking of a boat as she was moved somewhere.

The ground felt flat. But she couldn't mistake the warmth of her brother, even in her haziness.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry this happened to you, my Y/Nnie. I won't let anyone come near you ever again, I'll protect you. Chris is sorry, Y/N," Chan cried as he held his sister tightly against him, wrapping the blanket tighter around her and not caring about the discomfort he felt from sitting down in his tight leather trousers. Tears rolled down his cheeks, the other members gathered around and looking shaken up too, hands over there mouth or a supportive hand on Chan's shoulder.

"Please, can we pause the filming? I need to make sure she's ok," Chan pleaded with the staff, who immediately and wordlessly nodded at him, feeling incredibly upset themselves at what had happened. They had seen the brightness in the girl's eyes, when she asked them questions about how things worked and why they did them.

"We're all here for you, hyung," Changbin kneeled down next to Bang Chan and wrapped an arm around his shoulder at the same time. He knew how tough Chan could be on himself, and this was going to eat him up for weeks, maybe even years.

Y/N coughed, becoming aware of her surroundings and momentarily thrashing around before a gentle voice calmed her in an instant.

"Y/N, I've got you love, I've got you yeah, you're ok, you're alive," Chan tried not to let his voice break as he squeezed her tighter in his arms.

"The, girls, pushed, couldn't breathe," Y/N spluttered, her words coming out jumbled as flashes of the situation that just happened flushed through her mind.

"Sssh, sssh, I know, I know, but you're safe now, yeah?" Chan did his best to reassure her and stop her mind from going into overdrive, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"Sir, we should really call get her to a hospital, she may have secondary drowning. We can't risk anything."

Within a heartbeat Chan was nodding, medics coming over as she was lifted into the back of an ambulance, and now, instead of Y/N, he was the one who was frozen.

"Hyung, come on, you need to go with her, we'll follow behind," Felix ushered him to stand.

"She... she nearly..." Chan spoke in disbelief, not wanting to finish his sentence as reality hit him hard like a truck.

"But she didn't," Lee Know said firmly, "go with her," he pushed him towards the ambulance.

Chan sat numbly in the ambulance, hand holding his little sister's, the youngest Bahng. What would his parents say? He had failed them, failed Y/N, failed his duty as an older brother. He was so lost in his thoughts he didn't even realise they had arrived at the hospital, and Y/N seemed to be more with it than before as she was being carted out the back of the ambulance.

"No, wait, Chan, I want my brother," Y/N whimpered as he went out of her sight, trying to tell the paramedics that she needed him. The other members had arrived too but she needed only one person with her.

"Hyung, we're here now, she needs you," Jeongin drags his oldest hyung out of the ambulance towards Y/N.

Chan stayed with her until she was discharged. He had no second thoughts to any news articles that would be dispatched, or what the company would say. All that was running through his mind was family, family, family.

"Chris?" Y/N weakly said from her bed. Well, it wasn't her bed technically. It was the one that belonged to the spare room in the dorms. She laid there wondering why this had to happen to her. If it wasn't for those saesangs...

"What is it? You need something to eat? Are you in pain?" Chan fussed over her.

"It's not your fault," Y/N whispered. Her quiet words shattered something in Chan's heart.

"Don't," he shook his head.

"I know that look, Chris, just don't blame yourself. It was those girls. You didn't push me into the river," Y/N spoke quietly, trying to make eye contact with her brother but he couldn't even look her in the eyes.

"Don't talk about it!"

"Look at me!" Y/N shouted, putting all her effort into using her voice and causing her to start coughing.

This made Chan go into high alert as he sat her up and patted her back instantly, like it was habit, just as he would have done when he first held her at the age of ten.

"I need you, Chris, please don't get lost in your own head, I need you here with me," Y/N teared up, and Chan knew that she didn't mean physically being there. This was a whole other matter.

"I'm sorry, it's okay, Y/Nnie, I'm here," Chan hugged her tightly, feeling her relax.

"I can't stop thinking about it," Y/N cried, shoulders shaking.

"This should have never happened to you," Chan wiped her tears gently.

"I promise you, you will never come to any harm again, ok? Me and the boys, we'll help you recover, we'll take care of you. No one will ever hurt you again, Y/Nnie, I swear."

tagged: @skz-streamer @oo-li

[stargalaxxy]

⋆˚࿔ Boyfriend Scenarios 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ - Ninja Boys - You Meet ⋆˚ʚɞ

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ I loved Ninjago since I was little and my crush for these boys have not changed one bit oml.... ♡ ₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ I hope this will attract other Ninjago fans to write something bcc I am starving for content pleaseee feed meeee ૮꒰ྀི⸝⸝> . <⸝⸝꒱ྀིა ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

𝜗𝜚Now Playing: Glue Song by, Beabadoobee𝜗𝜚 (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) *

♡‧₊˚Together Since the Beginning♡‧₊˚

౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹Lloyd Garmadon౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹

‧₊˚ ⋅You have been close since childhood‧₊˚ ⋅

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪You always teased him, from his height to the way he trained and his boast of being the green ninja. 

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪You claim it is because of all the trouble he gave you all when trying to stop him during his rebellious stage. Also, because your older brothers would tease you relentlessly, you thought it was time to pass down tradition when Llyod became a part of the family. 

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪However, your brothers, mainly Kai, teased you because they knew it ran deeper than that, despite your red face rebuttal to the accusations. 

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪You just wanted to teach the squirt who was in charge! Yea that’s it. 

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪liar. 

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪When you aren’t teasing Lloyd you both are playing video games, reading comics, drawing together, or helping sensei and Nya around the monastery. During the times when the boys refused to take you on missions because it was “too dangerous”.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪Ever since Llyod has joined you both have been attached to the hip. Jays’ words not yours. 

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪You would talk for hours when waiting for the guys to come back, as you two would stare at the ceiling discussing favorite games, characters, and/or upcoming comics at Doomsday Comix.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪Ever since Lloyd joined Kai would notice how you got into a little more trouble than usual following the boy around in his pranks.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪You would say how you didn’t want to be a part of it whenever you two got caught however Lloyd would clapback, stating you didn’t have to join him.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪You never could come up with something as you knew you just wanted to join him in everything he did.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪But you’d never let him hear that as he already had a big enough of a head.

୧ ‧₊˚ 🎀 ⋅ ☆ ˖°

You looked around in search for Llyod, sensei had you do meditation exercises before training. It was without Lloyd so the moment you were dismissed you instantly went searching for him for daily teasing! Hanging out. 

“Lloyd!”

“Llyod?” 

“GREEN SPROUT WHERE ARE YOU!” 

You huff as your ten-year-old self grew impatient in pacing around with no result. 

“Ninja kick!”

There he was!

You ran to the dojo, why hadn’t you though to search here sooner!? 

You cracked open the sliding door and peeped inside to see Llyod beating up, more like tripping over his feet, the worn-out punching bag. Llyod backs up into a goofy stance as he directs his attention to the bag, 

“So, you thought you could get away from the green Ninga, huh? Well, I’ll show you! HIYAA!!”

He charges kicking the punching bag. Standing proud as the bag swings away but soon he falls on his face when the bag hits the back of his head. 

You couldn’t hold it in as you burst into laughter.

“H-hey! Who’s there?!” Llyod screams as he lifts his head to find you standing outside the door holding your side in laughter as tear ran down. 

“Oh-oh my gosh L-Llyod your so-so funny!” you continue to laugh between your sentence as you fall over. You were laughing so much your back started to hurt, you saw Llyod start to make his way over to your arms crossed and his face was as red as his eyes. 

“I-I can’t! haha haa, o-okay I’m done! I’m done!” you start trying to get up as you look down at Llyod. You both were the same age, however you can’t let him win as you always state that you’re a month older.

“Geez Lloyd there’s never a dull moment with you~”

Lloyd rolls his eyes “ugh, you’re just a dumb girl!” you stifle a giggle as you look at him with a teasing glare.

“don’t be mad shortie! Y’know you love me!” you coo as you try and ruffle his hair as he steps back in angry protest.

“As if! You’ll see when I become the green ninja you’ll be begging for forgiveness!!” his determination and frustration ran something that you liked seeing. Especially when he had a goal in mind.

You stare a Lloyd with an expression that he can’t read, your face soon turns into a determined grin.

“I can’t wait~”

  つ•̀ ᗜ •́)つ 

౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹Kai Smith౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹

₊˚✩⊹You and Kai are childhood friends₊˚✩⊹

✩˖ ࣪‧₊˚໒꒱⋆✩You both grew up in the village as your home was right across from his father’s blacksmith shop. You two met because of his parents, he was older by a year and was protective over you and his baby sister Nya. 

✩˖ ࣪‧₊˚໒꒱⋆✩You would drag him along to playhouse with you pretending Nya was your baby and Kai was you husband despite his protest he never could say no to you, so cute. 

✩˖ ࣪‧₊˚໒꒱⋆✩Whenever you got sad Kai did everything in his power to cheer you up. Stating that he loves when you smile. 

✩˖ ࣪‧₊˚໒꒱⋆✩Your five-year-old brain felt so much happiness when you were him.

✩˖ ࣪‧₊˚໒꒱⋆✩You two lost touch when you went oversees for school, however you two still tried to keep in touch. However, when times got a bit difficult with school and Kai running his father’s shop and taking care of Nya you too got lost in contact.

✩˖ ࣪‧₊˚໒꒱⋆✩However, fate has a weird way of bringing you guys love birds together when you came back to New Ninjago City for the opening of their school program. 

✩˖ ࣪‧₊˚໒꒱⋆✩You were one of the lucky ones to be invited given your choice of major and stellar grades, it was an honor to some but an opportunity for you when you reminisce happy times in the past with your childhood friend Kai.

✩˖ ࣪‧₊˚໒꒱⋆✩You never forgot about him and your silly crush on him, you wondered how much he’s grown. You wondered what his dreams have turned into, what his goals were, and aspirations.

✩˖ ࣪‧₊˚໒꒱⋆✩The moment you hopped off the plane your heart couldn’t stop pounding as you thought about how close he could be. 

✩˖ ࣪‧₊˚໒꒱⋆✩However, you turned disappointed when your childhood friend Blacksmith shop did not have Kai inside. It was abandoned. 

✩˖ ࣪‧₊˚໒꒱⋆✩So now back in the city you were grabbing food from Ninjago Convenient store unknowing to you of a familiar face.

✧˖°.🍒ֶָ֢⊹ ࣪ ˖🍓₊ ⊹✧

“(y/n)?!”

You turn to the female voice with spicy ramen noodle falling out of your mouth your eyes go wide at the familiar face as you cut the connection of cheap noodles a smile taking place.

“Oh my gosh! Nya!” your arms stretched out for a hug as Nya does the same abandoning the bag full of different snacks.

“It’s been so long~” you both sway as you ignore passerby eyes Nya chuckles as she pulls away moving a piece of hair from her eyes. “Too long!” she pulls up a chair next to you as you both catch up.

“I came to your guy’s shop, but you weren’t there” you explain as you take a sip of of your drink trashing your empty noodle cup and other snacks.

“Hah yeah, a lot of stuff has happened we have a new place now and we live with a lot of other people” Nya explains as she snacks on some chips. 

“hm, I see, I’m guessing that’s why you have all those snacks?” Nya nods as you giggle, you continue. “A part of me wishes I hadn’t moved, I missed you guys!” Nya then nods as she smiles fondly remembering the time you all spent together even though she was a three at the time she remembers the time of seeing you and her brother together a lot and you taking on a big sister role to her.

“Hey, you remember Kai, right? You should totally come see him! I’m sure he’ll love to see you again.” Nya grins as she grabs her bag and stands up seeming as you didn’t have to give her an answer as she looked ready to take you to her brother.

“yea of course I remember! But are you sure? It’s been so long, what if he doesn’t remember me” the thought was supposed to to internal as you’ve been thinking about what if’s during your first thought of him when you stepped foot in New Ninjago.

“Oh please, my brother is dumb, but he isn’t that dumb to forget a childhood friend. So, no more worrying let’s go!” she smiles silencing your worry holding out her hand for you.

As you both arrive you look around amazed, “wow, your place is amazing Nya, you said you live with others, right?” you tilt your head as you both were still hand and hand.

“Oh yea, it’s mainly guys so I’m so happy to see you’re here” you both laugh as she lets go of your hand to stand Infront of a door you were guessing it was Kai’s. there were stickers of and pictures of game characters and gaming logos of what you were assuming were his new favorites. 

You chuckle at his decoration as you smile nostalgia hitting you like a truck as his door when he was six was no different.

“Hey Kai, I wanna talk to you come out!” Nya knocks as she smiles unable to contain her excitement. Kai on the other end groans.  “Imma litte busy Nya come back later” you roll your eyes still as bossy as ever.

Nya huffs as she opens the door, “it can’t! now put onna shirt cause there’s someone here to see you!” Nya grins as yours drop, wait does Kai not have on a shirt?

Nya grabs you and there was Kai Infront of the mirror with his hand in his hair he looked as if he was admiring himself. Your cheeks bloomed with pink blush as you look away, you didn’t think he grew up to be this handsome.

“It’s (y/-“

“(y/n)..” Kai finishes Nya’s words as he walks to you embracing your form into his warm body. He smelt like smoke, like a campfire. You close your eyes as you accepted his affection, almost not wanting to pull away. He seemed the same way until you creep your eye open to see Nya with a grin.

You blush as you pull away breaking whatever trance Kai had. 

“Hey porcupine~” you greet with a childhood name.

“Hey bunny~” and just like when you were kids’ happiness filled your heart.

   ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹Cole Brookstone౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹

ೀ⋆⑅˚ Cole is your favorite customer ೀ⋆⑅˚

✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡ You met at a bakery; Cole went in for his once-a-week daily treat to satisfy his sweet tooth. 

✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡The bakery is family owned by your late mother, as when she passed your father took over to continue to keep her dream alive. 

✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡Your father could not bake to save his life as he was more comfortable with making dishes. 

✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡So, when you became of age and showed interest in baking it was clear that you didn’t fall too far from her gift. 

✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡That’s when you started to help, it was fun as you started to get the hang of the shop and developed a routine. You were a little master in the kitchen. Making savory treats that the earth ninja could not resist. 

✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡You met Cole taking his order as you handed him his treat as he stated that he couldn’t wait to eat it.

✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡After tasting one he immediately came for more, stating that the reason why he comes here rather than all the other top culinary specialist is because of your dessert. 

✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡Really it was for you.

✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡Other than you’re baking your conversations together would run for hours if you could, he would sit at the side of your counter talking to you as you continued to restock supplies.

✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡Leaving when things got busy to not get in your way of concentration much to your disappointment.

✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡As talking with Cole made hours go faster, as he always had a mellow charm that would ease your stress when dealing with a rush of customers.

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧

“Then I ran into his car, and it drove into the sidelines, I totally won that race!” Cole boasts as he grins. You chuckle shaking you head as you rolled out the dough for tomorrow preparations. 

“You’re such a tease to your brother” you joked; you knew it was all in good fun. As you cut measurements of the dough placing them into containers hearing a ding come from your piggy timer.

“Uh duh! He challenged me, that’s what he gets for trying to beat my high score.” Cole looks at the oven already licking his lips.

Placing on your mittens you take the pastries out letting them cool, you look over at an expectant Cole. You smile as you take off your mittens, “do ya wanna try?” you didn’t finish as Cole took one still piping hot and tosses it into his mouth.

He rolls it in his mouth as if avoiding the burning pain from the dessert.

“ah hawt hawt!” he curses as he still tries to eat the dessert that bites back at him.

You couldn’t help but giggle, “of course it’s hot, you big dummy~” you tease as you watch him suffer from the hot dessert. He finally swallows, “I think I burned some of my taste buds” Cole opens his mouth and sticks out his tongue showing you.

“of course you did, geez, c’mere” you bring him to the sink running cold water as you watch Cole run his tongue under the faucet. The door opens to your father, as it seemed he finished cleaning and closing the shop down. 

“Hey baby, I’m done out there tell me when your done and we can go home” your dad looked at you with tired eyes. Being a single dad wasn’t easy and running a shop wasn’t a walk in the park either. But he never could wipe the smile off his face whenever he would look at you.

You smile at him as you pat Cole’s back, “okay daddy, I won’t be long, okay?” your dad nods as he starts putting cleaning supplies away. 

Cole lifts his head as he sighs feeling a bit better, he looks to you dad and waves with an awkward yet polite grin on his face. Your dad huffs as he continues to work, there’s no surprise that your dad was super protective of you.

“Heh well, your desserts good! You gonna serve them tomorrow?” Cole asks as you both make your way back to the table. 

“No, I’m still not so confident in them something is missing I know it” you pout as you start putting things away.

Cole snickers, “always the perfectionist” he lays his head on his hand. 

“You know me” you smile winking at him playfully as you start wiping the table.

    ໒꒰っ˕ -｡꒱১

౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹Zane Julien౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹

⋆｡°·☁️You bumped into each other⋆｡°·☁️

⋆˚🐾˖°You met Zane trying to get out of the rain. You noticed that he wasn’t like other men, as his voice and eyes stuck out to you.

⋆˚🐾˖°However, the fleeting moment of needing to get out of the rain was greater than your curiosity.

⋆˚🐾˖°Zane’s generosity of lending you his umbrella is what coaxed you into wanting to see him more.

⋆˚🐾˖°After that day you would spend your time at the park during the hot summer sun the umbrella in your hand as you looked for the man that helped you that day.

⋆˚🐾˖°Trying to convince yourself that the reason why you were trying to find a stranger is to thank him properly.

⋆˚🐾˖°However, you knew there was a reason why your heart was beating fast whenever you thought of him. Love 

⋆˚🐾˖°You finally found him when he was standing by a fountain with a- 

⋆˚🐾˖°I-is that a bird?

⋆˚🐾˖°When you walked up to him, he noticed you quickly, when you thanked him for that day, he dismissed it as doing the right thing.

⋆˚🐾˖°However, you told him not everyone is so selfless to soak themselves to the bone for a stranger.

⋆˚🐾˖°You smile however he just tilts his head, soaked to the bone? His clothes were only wet. He stated how it was impossible to soak bones as they were not exposed.

⋆˚🐾˖°His comment made you laugh unintentionally, how strange.

⋆˚🐾˖°You gave him his umbrella and asked if you could repay him much to his stubborn refusal of, he was just trying to do the right thing.

⋆˚🐾˖°However, he did ask if he could know your name and if you two could meet here again tomorrow at the same time.

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚

Zane ran into the entrance of the park he was ten minutes late due to cleaning from this morning’s breakfast. 

He pants as he looks to the fountain a sight calming his racing gears as he walks over. With you on your phone not paying attention you finally notice him when his form blocks your sun looking up as you take your earbud out. Your frown turns into a smile the one that creates tingly sparks inside Zane.

“Hey! I thought you wouldn’t have made it!” you leap from your seat as you stand next to him as you both start walking. 

As this starts to become your daily routine of meeting with Zane every day at the same time and discussing different topics that come into your head. 

Zane gives an apologetic smile as he walks with you, “I apologize for my lateness I had things to attend to before leaving.” You can’t help but giggle out how formal he spoke, “it’s fine don’t worry about it~” you nudge his arm playfully as Zane smiles. His eyes were so beautiful it was as if they were glowing as you noticed him looking at you.

“Zane Julien! Are you checking me out~” you playfully tease as Zane hums tilting his head. “Your outfit, it is nice.” He says as if it was a fact,

“Oh, well… thanks?” you couldn’t help but laugh as Zane once again had a confused look.

“Did I say something wrong?” you shook your head hiding your smile. “n-n0 your just…so sweet Zane, thank you.”

Zane looks to your smile he could feel his gears working on his internal fan as his face became hot. How strange.

    `⎚⩊⎚´ -✧

౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹Jay Walker౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹

⋆˚✿˖°❀ You beat his high score ⋆˚✿˖°❀

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊You met at an arcade; you were notorious for beating high scores it was something you took pride in as everyone in the Ninjago gaming community knew your alias as, 

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ Luv.

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊Of course, it brought angry guys some calling you fake or insulting you but that never bothered you. You took pleasure in beating them every time even trolling them whenever they thought they got higher than you just to be brought down a peg.

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊You met Jay when he was fuming at the sudden change of leaderboard finding his name in second right after a username Luv.

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊Who the heck was Luv someone stupid probably...

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊You clear you throat as he looks to you with an angered expression until it falls seeing you there was like walking in a mist of rain light and calming.

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ “o-oh my bad did you want to play?”

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊You giggle as you nodded your head, moving to place your coin in before starting the game noticing your movement Jay couldn’t help but marvel.

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊Woah you might actually beat Luv.

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊Hah they better watch out cause this cutie just beat their high score.

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊Placing in your name he stops

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊L U V 

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊Are you kidding.

🪼⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

“I still can’t believe your Luv” Jay stands next to you both playing street fighter, his button mashing was on something to marvel at as he tries to lower your health bar.

“Geez Jay it’s nothing special…heh” you grin as you pin him down ‘Game Over’ covers the screen as your name pops up declaring you winner.

“Hah well it’s special to me you’re like a walking legend!” Jay exaggerates once again as you roll your eyes as both of you take you tickets. 

“wanna go again? I swear I can beat you thins time!” Jay pulls out a quarter as he looks to you with a challenging glint.

You hum as you get your tickets together. “Tempting but I gotta go soon and if I stay here, I’ll never leave” you place your hands behind your head as Jay puts his quarter away.

“I get it your scared that I’ll beat your high score don’t worry I won’t tell~” he grins as he starts to follow you like a puppy. 

“Keep dreaming Blue Jay~” you snort as you both walk to the counter picking a prize you select a plush one to add to your already enormous collection as Jay got different stuff. You giggle at his attempt to keep things together.

“Do you wanna get a drink?” you ask as you both walk out the shooting sounds of space guns sounded as you both walked out. 

“Yea I could go for a drink” Jay smiles as he was glad at your suggestion, he loved being with you and it was so hard for the blue ninja to hide it. 

Going to the convenient store you both got slushies his blue and yours green. 

“Wanna hang out tomorrow? Or of course whenever you’re not busy, I know we always hang out but if I’m bothering totally say, but I’d like if you did. Of course not trying to force yo-“

You start laughing, “yes Jay, I’d love to meet you again tomorrow maybe we can go to the park. I’m sure I’m gonna go blind when I’m twenty-five if I keep going to the arcade” you joke as Jay laughs.

“Yea totally!”

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Omgg I wrote all of this on a word doc last night I had these thoughts on a car ride sooo I had to write them... ૮⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝ ა If you'd like to see more I'd love to write more scenarios I liked doing the head cannon/story duo ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و Ninjago fans bruh pleaseeeee see this so this can inspire you to write more amazing content like I said I'm starvinggg ૮₍˶Ó﹏Ò ⑅₎ა I love you all and for the people that liked my other cringey posts thank you so much for your support every time I see them I feel so happy so thank so so much!! ᯓᡣ𐭩 ˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆｡☆ Ps. If you want me to do Nya totally ask I love that girly bruhhh Love, ⋆˚࿔ Karrots 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

[number1mingyustan]

Habit (part i.) —k.sy

fuckboy!hoshi x fem!reader

Genre: fwb au, college au, fuckboy au, angst, smut

Warnings: kissing, cursing, mutliple orgasms, oral (f.), fingering (f.), protected sex, he's kind of an asshole but at the same time not ??

Summary: You're in desperate need of getting laid, whether you want to admit it or not. And it just so happens that the fuckboy from your Economics class comes knocking at your door.

Word Count: 3.1k

part ii. part iii. part iv.

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(a/n: bittersweet made me realize i’m more of a mini series girl, so here’s a lil treat for you all)

“Soonyoung,” you frown with a sigh as you look through the peephole on your door.

The overly enthusiastic boy stands in front of your dorm with a brown paper bag in hand and a cup holder.

You crack the door open, peeking your head through. “What do you want?”

“I know you’re still mad at me, but I brought you food,” he smiles.

You close the door in his face.

“Please Y/n! I said I was sorry, just let me in. I’ll beg if I have to, but I’m going to drop these drinks if you don’t let me in right now!” his voice is muffled by the door.

“You can’t win my forgiveness with food Soonyoung!” you shout from the other side of the door.

“I got your favorite! Strawberry milkshake with extra whip and waffle fries! Please Shorty!”

Ugh you hate that he knows you so well. And as much as you want to prove him wrong, you’re hungry as hell.

You cave, opening the door for the boy. He rushes in, nearly dropping everything in his hands before placing it onto your desk.

He turns around, facing you with the brightest smile on his face. “Thank you for letting me inside.”

“Mhm,” you reach over him, grabbing your fries out the bag. “I’m still mad at you though.”

“Please Y/n, I’ve apologized like a billion times,” he pleads with you.

Last week Soonyoung ditched you to get laid. The two of you had an Econ project to work on and he didn’t show up on day you were meant to work on it. You texted him a billion times and didn’t get a response and ultimately ended up finishing the project alone.

He texted you later that night apologizing profusely because he was in Akari's dorm and forgot about your plans.

Unfortunately, this wasn’t completely out of character for him either.

You first met Soonyoung at a party. Your roommate, Nai started dating his roommate Seokmin. The mutuals brought you together one Friday night on campus. And although you usually didn’t befriend guys like him, the two of you worked great together.

You’d seen him around campus, including Economics class , but before the party you’d never interacted with him. The day after the party he changed seats to sit next to you.

You could admit he was attractive, yes, but that was really it. Soonyoung had… a bit of a reputation that preceded him.

He wasn’t big on relationships and he slept around a bit. He could commit to a friends with benefits, but that was really his limit. He partied a lot, which was how he met so many girls and had the chance to hook up with them. He did one night stands, but he also maintained his flings, like Leina and Akari. He maintained his grades well too, however his fuckboy tendencies still preceded him, especially in situations like this.

“I told you food wasn’t going to buy my forgiveness,” You dip one of your fries in your milkshake and take a bite as you plop down on your bed.

He frowns. “Please, I’ll never do it again,”

“Damn right you won’t,” you take another bite.

Truthfully, you’re not actually mad about it anymore. It was a stupid thing for him to do, but it’s been a week already and you’re not big on holding grudges. However, it is fun to mess with him.

“I give up,” he throws his hands up in defeat. “As soon as Nai came over, I knew you’d be here alone and figured I could win over your forgiveness. But you’re so stubborn I’m not even gonna bother anymore.”

“If you get on your knees and beg I’ll consider it,” you smirk.

“Are you being deadass?” he asks.

You giggle. “No, I‘ve been gotten over it. Thanks for the free food by the way.”

Soonyoung is silent for a moment.

“Seriously?!”

You nod, taking a sip of your milkshake.

“God Shorty, you’re so uptight I genuinely thought you were still mad at me,” he plops down on your bed next to you and takes a sip of his milkshake.

“I am not uptight,” you defend.

“Yes you are,” he takes one of your fries despite having his own. “You need to get laid or something.”

“Excuse me?”

He takes another sip. “What? Don’t act like I’m wrong. I know you’re under some sort of dry spell, it shows.”

“I am not under a dry spell,” you frown.

“Yes you are,” he laughs. “If you weren’t, you’d be more like me.”

“Bold of you to assume I want to be like you. You sleep around so much, I have no idea what diseases you’re carrying,”

“Hey! Have you know, I practice safe sex and maintain my 3.8. Don’t hate because you can’t get laid,” the blonde boy smirks.

“I can get laid!” You defend.

“I’m sure you can, you’re a pretty girl. You just like… don’t,” he takes another sip.

“That’s only because every time I’ve ever slept this someone it sucked” you scoff.

Soonyoung stops mid sip and slowly deadpans into your direction. “Are you serious?”

“Ugh!” you cover your face in embarrassment. “I don’t even know why I’m telling you this, it’s so embarrassing!”

He pulls your hands off your face. “Stop being so dramatic. I might be able to actually help.I’m kind of an expert in the area.”

You sigh. “Fine. I’ve only ever slept with 3 guys and the experience got worse between each guy. It was just like… I don’t know. I think I’m the problem.”

“I’m sure you’re not the problem,” he buts in.

“I think I am,” you frown.

“What, did you like… bite it or something?”

“No! God no! Nothing like that. It’s just like, none of them have ever gotten me there,” you admit.

“Like they’ve never made you finish?” he asks.

You nod.

“Then the problem definitely isn’t you, you’re just sleeping with guys that have no clue what they’re doing,” he shrugs.

“Yeah well I thought that the first time and then it happened twice again and ended up worse than before. Figured it had to be me,” you explain.

“No Shorty, they just suck. It’s really not that hard to get a girl to finish,” he shrugs.

“That’s easy for you to say,” you roll your eyes. “You’ve slept with half the girls on campus.”

“Okay first of all I haven’t slept with that many girls,” he defends. “And second of all, all those girls I did sleep with left satisfied.”

“I’m sure they did Soonyoung, but that doesn’t help me in any way,” you point out.

“Yeah, but I could help you out you know,” he offers.

Is he saying what you think he’s saying right now?

“You mean like…. sleep with me?” you ask.

He shrugs. “Only if you’re okay with it. No pressure.”

“Won’t that be weird?” you ask.

“It’s only weird if you make it weird,” he shrugs again. “I’m not asking you on a date Shorty.”

You frown. “Yeah I know that.”

“It would just be like a no feelings no rules thing, just me helping you out,” he takes a sip of his milkshake. “Can be a one time thing we both forget about if you really want.”

“I guess,” you think. “Okay,”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

What? Are you actually agreeing to this right now? You know he knows what he’s doing and that he’s safe about it, but it’s the emotional aspect you’re not taking into consideration right now. Soonyoung is still one of your good friends and this changes everything… right?

He says it’s only weird if you make it weird, but it’s easy for him to say that. He’s done this before, and he’s good at it. The sex with no strings that is.

You trust Soonyoung and you know he would never hurt you. He’s doing this to help you, and it’s really a win–win no matter how you look at it.

He smiles. “Come here.”

He pulls you onto his lap with great care. His thumb strokes your cheek for a minute assuringly before he closes the small gap between your faces.

The kiss starts slow and gentle. Quick pecks turning into a longing kiss that grows more intense with each passing second. His other hand lay on your waist, thumb rubbing small circles on your side as he continues to deepen the kiss.

You kiss him back with the same energy he provides you with. Hands wander across each other’s bodies, touching clothes and skin.

He moves, pinning your body down on the bed under his. He hovers over you, lips trialing down your onto your neck. He’s careful enough not to leave marks, simply pulling down the strap of your tank top. One of his hands sneaks up your back, unhooking your strapless bra and tossing it on the floor somewhere.

"Tell me if you want to stop," he says between kisses. "Or if you don't like anything, at all."

"Okay," you breathe out as you allow your eyes to fall shut. You submit your body to him, putting your trust entirely into his hands. Your body relaxes and sinks into the mattress. He removes his lips from your skin, stopping to grab a pillow and adjust your body to ensure your comfort.

He crawls down your body, fingers playing with the strings of your pyjama pants before pulling them off and tossing them onto the floor. You're left in your tank top (that's really only halfway on) and your underwear. He kisses your inner thighs gently before hooking his fingers into your panties and sliding them off.

"You're so pretty, Shorty," he mumbles, more so to himself.

His gentle demeanor is gone almost immediately. His lips immediately attach themselves to your clit, licking and sucking on your extremely sensitive bud. You let out a hiss and arch your back at the sudden contact.

Soonyoung's never been one of those guys against going down on a girl, but holy shit. He's eating you out like it's his last meal on earth. His lips and his tongue are everywhere, spreading warmth along your most sensitive areas.

He concentrates mostly on your clit, stimulating the sensitive bud to the max. You find it hard to keep still, constantly squirming as he devours you.

He's monaing in pleasure as your taste coats his tongue. He groans when you tug at his blonde hair, only causing vibrations to rumble through your body.

He's slurping and sucking, thoroughly devouring you like his life depends on it. It's only been a few minutes and Soonyoung fears he's addicted to you already. You taste sweeter than he could've ever imagined and the sounds you're making are driving him fucking crazy. He loves that you're vocal too, it's only serving as encouragement for him. You've never made this much noise in bed and the fact that he has you squirming and moaning like this only makes him want to devour you more.

Just when you think it can't get better, he slips his fingers inside of you. One at a time he pushes his digits in, pumping them in unison to bring you more pleasure. He's moaning with you enjoying this just as much as you do, if not more. His hips are rutting into your bed sheets, cock hard and leaking with excitement for what's to come.

You're grinding against his face and fingers, each flick of his tongue and thrust of his fingers pushing you closer and closer to the edge. The familiar feeling is buliding in your lower abdomen, however this time you actually feel the coil snap.

It comes so quickly you don't even have time to warn him that you're cumming. Your body shudders and convulses as you ride out your orgasm on his face and cry out his name. He doesn't stop even once you've come down, he's completely smitten and pussydrunk. You have to pry him off of you as your body grows sensitive from the overstimulation.

When he finally pulls away, his face is dripping and his eyes only half lidded. It looks at though he's been placed under some daze.

"Holy shit Soonyoung," you breathe out.

You're panting, chest rising and falling as you try to fully recover from the incredible orgasm he just gave you and the second one you nearly experienced.

"Was that okay?" he asks.

"More than okay," you lick your lips.

You pull his head down so he's hovering over you. "Want you to fuck me Soonyoung," you whsiper.

"You sure you can take me?" he asks. He breath fans against your lips. Smells like chocolate from the milkshake he was sipping on earlier.

You nod. "I can take anything you give me."

He swears his cock just got harder. He didn't think it was possible, but you're turning him on like crazy right now. Who knew you could be like this? The two of you quickly scramble out of all your clothes before you find yourself underneath him again.

There's a gold chain dangling from his neck as he hovers over you. He's got another shiny gold package in his hand that he got from his pants.

"You just keep those on you at all times?" you ask.

"Kinda," he shrugs. "Never know when you're gonna need them."

"Hmm, guess it's not such a bad thing," You lick your lips. "I was about to let you fuck me raw."

His breath gets caught in his throat. "Shorty are you serious?"

You peck his lips. "You know I don't keep any on me, and if you didn't bring it we'd just have to do without it."

He nearly tosses the condom away but you grab his wrist and giggle. "Maybe next time."

"Oh, so there's gonna be a next time?" he asks, voice laced with amusement.

"Can't decide that until after you fuck me," you smirk.

He feels his cock twitch under the sheets. He wastes no time ripping open the package, rolling the latex onto his length aligning himself with your entrance. He slides the tip along your slit a few times before he pushes the head of his cock in. Slowly, he pushes more of his length into you.

This feels so... intimate. Even though you've been in this position before, you never felt this close to any of the other guys. They all sort of just stuck it in and went at it for a few minutes before they finished. They didn't really bother to make sure you were okay, filling you up inch by in the way Soonyoung is. He wants to make sure you feel him.

"C'mon Shorty, you told me you could take it," he coos.

Your eyes are screwed shut as you try to loosen up for him but fuck, he's big. It's been a while since you've done this and he's fucking huge. Nonetheless he takes his time with you, ensuring that you're comfortable as he fills you up.

Once he's all the way in, he stops to ask if you're okay. You assure him at you are and give him permission to move. You can tell he's holding back. His thrusts are shallow and slow.

You've already started to adjust to his size and you encourage him to go faster. It's like a switch in him turns on again because his hips rapidly pick up in pace. He draws his cock out of you, slamming back in and making you curse and moan his name.

"You're so tight Shorty," he groans.

Shit, this feels so good. He fills you up so perfectly. You love feeling the stretch of his cock, his length pounding into you at the perfect pace. His tip pushes against your walls and his thumb soon finds your clit. The stimulation from both is so good and you know you're gonna cum again soon.

You're sure it's something about the dancer in him. The way he fucks you so well. You feel so good around him, he doesn't ever want to stop fucking you. So tight, so warm, so wet, all for him. You're driving him crazy.

He can feel himself nearing the edge too. His veins are popping out of his arm as he holds himself up, gold chain dangling in your face. You can't see it though, your eyes are still screwed shut with your lips parted as he fills you with inexplicable pleasure.

You look so sexy to him. You're both dripping in sweat and he finds himself becoming more vocal as the two of you approach your highs. He's cursing over his breath, nearly catches himself whimpering at how good you feel. You're throbbing around his length, letting him know that you're just as close as he is.

Thankfully so, he didn't want to end the night without you cumming around his cock. His thumb continues to circle your clit quickly and it only takes a few moments before he's driving you into another state of euphoria. His hips grow erratic as his orgasm hits him, full force. He doesn't stop, fucking both of you through your orgasms as his cock twitches inside of your throbbing pussy.

He fills the condom and pulls out before collapsing on top of you. His body weight is crushing you and he's panting into your collarbone.

"Soonyoung! Get off of me!" you push his slick body off of you.

He rolls next to you on the bed, landing on his back with a soft thud. "My bad," he chuckles. "I swear I died for a second."

"Was it really that good?" you muse with a smirk.

He presses his palm to your face plafully. "Be quiet Shorty, you know that was the best lay of your life."

He's got you there. There's no denying that he absolutely just changed the trajectory of your sex life and rocked your shit.

He smirks, sitting up on the bed. "That's what I thought."

He rolls of the bed and slips his boxers back on before disposing of the used latex.

"C'mon," he reaches his arm out to you. "You need to get up. Gotta pee and shower."

You groan into the pillow. "No."

He lets out a breathy laugh. "C'mon Shorty, you need to."

You groan again, but he pulls you out of bed. Luckily you only share a bathroom with Nai and none of the other girls on your floor. He helps you to the bathroom and assures everything is okay with you before venturing back into your actual room.

Once you're all cleaned up, you walk back into your room with just a towel on, only to see Soonyoung pulling his shirt over his head. He's leaving.

“You’re not spending the night?” you ask, cocking your head to the side.

“Can’t,” he says as he adjusts his pants. “I’ll see you later though yeah?”

You nod. He grabs the rest of his things silently and leaves with a soft close of the door. His exit leaves an odd feeling brewing in your body. What the hell just happened?

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this is part 1 of 4!!

© number1mingyustan - Do not repost without permission.

[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

Hi! If you still write for Fourth Wing, I have a request for you to consider :)

I was thinking of a fic where reader is dating Xaden or Liam and Garrick sort of adopts her as his little sister (refers to himself as her big brother, looks out for her, etc). HC elements would be great, as that’s always my fave and god knows I could use some comfort right now.

Little sister

Garrick always saw Xaden as his brother, considering him family from the early days cause for the most part that’s all he had. Until you came along.

Watching Xaden fall in love had been a mix of emotions. At first, a part of Garrick felt jealous. Not because Xaden now had someone, more like his priorities shifted. You had become the most important thing he cared for, making him less reckless. But that quickly faded when Garrick saw the light that suddenly flourished in Xaden’s features. As if you hunted down his demons in the short time you two had been together.

The first time Garrick felt that urge to protect you was when he started noticing others giving you shit for dating Xaden. It had been a lunch break in the college. He occupied the usual spot. Xaden had been away on patrol. “Wing leaders whore”, “Dirty cheater”, “You think you’re safe just because you pulled him?”, Garrick had never turned back as quickly as he had, catching a glimpse of some random girl flicking her plate at you. And then it was all instincts. Crossing the distance he moved to tower over you, making the people surrounding you back away. “You made a poor fucking choice when you decided to come after her”, he mused, pulling you closer to his side.

He becomes your shadow after that. Xaden doesn’t even have to tell him to keep an eye on you - he’s doing that on his own accord.

And then it kind of clicks. You seek him out one evening wanting to thank him for having your back. He waves it off saying that it’s not a big deal, that Xaden’s family is his family. But you know that this runs way deeper.

“Consider me your brother”, Garrick muses, “of course if you want to, I’m not pushing that onto you”. But you can see that he wants to. Wants to have that right and after all through the month he had earned it.

“So do I need to look out for you pulling stupid pranks on me now, big brother?”, you smirk, crossing your arms over your chest. Garrick’s eyes spark up, “Oh, I could never, little sis”, he reaches out, pulling you into his chest for a quick hug before moving to ruffle your hair. “No, you didn’t”, you grunt pushing his hand away, “Looks like I did, shorty”, “I’ll suspend your brother's rights”, you warn him but he only chuckles.

He would be determined to train you too. Even if Xaden is amazing at it himself. Garrick wants to make sure you know everything he does. That he too had an input in your fighting style and ability to read your opponents.

I think in a way it would fill a void in his life. Giving him one more soul to care for. Giving him a feeling of having a family. Someone who he can trust. So your sibling bond would be a lifeline on bad days, keeping his demons of the past at bay.

[gadriezmannsgirl]

Can you write one where reader teases Fermin because he’s pretty short 🤏🏼 compared to other players and Fermin takes it too seriously and becomes insecure and then reader tells him it’s not a big deal and that she loves him being a shortie with a big ass 🍑 or smth like that with fluff in the end ☺️

Thank you

Warnings: A tiny bit of d*ck sizes conversation, hints of morning love, mentions of Fermín's big ass (Yes, that's a warning); mr. sunshine is a bit insecure 'cus of his height in the fic, nothing major or explicit happens

Lack and Excess -F.L16

Summary: Your boyfriend's insecure about his height but don't worry, you reassure him that despite his short height you love him either way

"Let me get that for you, preciosa" You hear your ten months boyfriend say, you were making some lunch seeing as your parents and two younger siblings were coming over to have a nice evening with you and your boyfriend, Fermín at his house.

"It's okay, mi amor. I can get that"

"Shush" He said tapping your bum softly

"¡Fermín!" He laughs winking at you as he extends his arm to reach for the plates, however his fingers couldn't reach them. He sighed and got on his tip toes managing to bring them down and in front of you

"Seeing as you want to help" You began with a smile "I need your help to bring down here that salad bowl"

"No worries"

"But you can actually lift me up so I can pull it down"

"I can do that" You give him a look

"Venga amor, it's not time to show anything. It'll be easier and faster if you lift me up, my parents are going to be here in approximately thirty minutes and I still need to get ready"

"I'll be fast, don't worry. I'll just go, grab it and give it to you so you can do that delicious salad I'm already dreaming of" You smile blushing at his comment

"Rápido, López" (Quick, López) He got in front of the counter and got on his tip toes but still with that he couldn't reach the bowl

After a few minutes of trying and even jumping a bit, he turned to you and mentioned for you to come "Done?" You asked but he didn't said anything, in fact, he didn't even looked at you, only at the floor.

You felt his arms wrap around your waist and pull you up, your hands instantly went to his shoulders, you grabbed the bowl and a few seconds later he pulled you back on your feet.

"Gracias" (Thank you) He hums still not looking at you, you kissed his cheek several times to thank him; you can clearly sense that he got upset "Fer" You call him forgetting about the salad

"What's up, amor?"

"Are you upset?"

"Why would I be?"

"Let me rephrase that... I know you're upset what I don't know, it's why. You were sunshine-smiling a few seconds ago and now you have this angry face"

"You don't know if I'm upset"

"We may not have ten years together yet but we do have ten months and during those months I have been dating you, I got to know you and everything about you. I know how to read you. I know when something's bothering you, I know when you're happy, I know when you wanna leave a place, I know when you wanna cry, when you're mad, everything Fermín. And you do the same for me. Please, tell me why are you upset?"

He looked at you and the looked at the floor "Because I'm short" He mumbles

"Ah?"

"Because I'm short" He repeats again

"What does it have with you being short?"

"Everything. It has everything. On the pitch I can't do most headers, it's really putting me off people are doubting me because of that and now off pitch, I can't even bring down to my girlfriend a simple salad bowl. Can you believe that?"

"It's also normal for girls to have short boyfriends, I don't understand what you're going for"

"Why did you choose me?"

"What do you mean?"

"I have seen your ex boyfriend's, Y/N. All of them are at least two heads taller than me"

"So what? Fer, I don't care about their heights, I don't even care about yours! And please don't get me wrong, I love you and your height, I meant it as I don't really pay attention to it, yes, we're almost the same height with you being a few inches taller than me, so what? Yes, my exes's were way more taller than me but so what? They also called me little and I felt insecure in that time but I don't care about it now. You shouldn't care about what other people might say about you, you know who you are and what you are. Your family and friends know that too. I know that too. And that's all it should matter to you"

"You're perfect just the way you are, mi amor. I'm short and that's the way I'll be. You're short and that's how you'll be. However, we as a couple can help each other and be one single tall person. That's good for me and it should also be good for you, Fer"

"It is"

"It doesn't look like"

"You gotta understand me, preciosa. I see all these couples where the girl can't do something and the guy is always there to help her, I wanna be that for you but I can't because I'm short"

"We're an unique couple and we don't need for the other to do all the work, like I said we can do the work together" You smile "I really like the fact we're almost the same height and you may be small but you have such a big heart, a big personality, you're a big person in general; what you lack in height you make up for with other things" You say and soon you see a smile coming to Fermín's face

"What other things?" He wraps his arms around you bringing you into him

"Such a dirty minded you are!" He laughs "But you do have a big ass and I love my shortie bofyriend with big ass"

"And what about my-?"

"You know I love him and his size as well" You cut him off with a big smile on your face and some blush covering your cheeks

"I love how shy you can get when you were going at it this morning"

"Shut up" You hit his chest softly "I love you, all of you" You put emphasis on your words making him smile widely "I gotta go and shower" You slap his bum twice before receiving a few slaps back, you smile and kiss his lips

"Can I join you?"

"No!"

"Why not"

"My parents will be here anytime"

"Oh come on!"

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Taglist: @gaviymarcsbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @http-isabela

[jazzyblusnowflake]

I saw your post about your Nuzi headcanons and I have to say THEY ARE ADORABLE!

But it got me thinking, do you have any Vuzi headcanons?

I don't why but I've become obsessed with them in the past while and I wanted to know if you had any ideas for them since you made that incredible Vuzi comic a while back.

oh jeesums, i didn't really expect people to like my HCs enough for it to get over a hundred likes 😭😭😭💕

but yesss id love to take a swing at writing down my subconsciously decided vuzi headcanons too XD so lessee-

Some Vuzi Headcanons i got òvó:

[once again only the drone version ones and as sfw as i can manage lmao sorry asddjfkdfl-]

This version being for AFTER everything is over with and V is ALIVE //or I'm going for Liam's neck personally//- but whether she's with N too or not is for your own interpretation, cuz for ME personally she gets with Uzi AFTER N and Uzi were already a thing together-

Starting a bit similar to the previous HCs, unlike with N, Uzi and V looooooooooooove calling eachother names- ranging from pet names to petty insults, they very hardly call each other their actual names lmao; and Uzi is probably the ONLY person that could get to call V pet names or flirt with her and get away unscathed- V has very little tolerance for anyone else. when actually trying to be intimate or flirty- Uzi loves calling V "Kitty" [cliche i know] and its one of the more acceptable pet names that V allows, but sometimes Uzi goes for pet names to actually make V blush and feel flustered, and those are usually from Uzis more compassionate side since V is allergic to romance apparently 🙄. calling V things like "my pretty", "gorgeous", "you wild thing"- drives V up the wall and she's stuck between wanting to bite Uzi's face off or rip her own off- and likewise when V wants to fluster Uzi she has her own range of heat fueled pet names like "baby bat/batsy", "cutie", "my little snacc"- and overall their job is to try and drive eachother insane lmao. less romantic names on both their sides would be=> [Uzi]: fatty, insufferable nutcase, dumb boob// [V]: shorty, edgy toaster, lil freakshow- and etc etc. TLDR: names.... they call eachother alot of names. that's it lmao.

They have a more avoidant relationship, where N and Uzi would seek comfort in one another, Uzi and V realize when the other isn't feeling well they need space to let off steam and trust one another enough that the other will come to them when they are ready. this isn't the most perfect way to deal with things given they are usually on a time crunch and need to get over their traumas quickly, but in the end they both know they are there for eachother when it matters the most.

teasing.... they do alot of that- although one would argue that V is the only one winning here 😭. V would not let the subject of Uzi being short go- if there's any moment that she could make the joke, she will not let the opportunity pass- anything relating to flustering or embarrassing Uzi absolutely goes- its not uncommon for N to walk in on the two fighting while V is just laughing and cooing at the other that she's just a cute lil baby while Uzi is trying her best to strangle the other without actually harming her. but then Uzi says that V is just a big dumb boob cuz that's all she could see from her pov and N is desperately trying to keep himself from laughing in the background-

V loves picking up Uzi.... that's it... she would never admit it out loud, but holding Uzi up, whether on her back or holding her from the front and feeling Uzi cling to her for support gives her immense internal joy, even if she doesn't show it in her expression. she often prefers picking Uzi up when they make out and this works in both their favors too cuz Uzi loves being taller lmao.

V wouldn't admit it but she is terrified of Uzi getting angry. like actually, genuinely, furiously LIVID level of angry Uzi is enough to make V curl her tail between her legs and just step away slowly. and Uzi.... when Uzi is mad, she talks sickeningly sweet to V. that's how V knows its time to fucking RUN or PERISH.

V is a lot more traumatized than N from Cyn's influence. during her comatosed state she can still vividly remember all the things Cyn had done to her in her mindspace, the same way N got to see all of his own mangled bodies in his own headspace, but unlike N she remembered all of it, hence why she turned into a neurological murder bot. So while she is with the others shes often scared opening up emotionally, and to fix this Uzi tries to force her for some cuddle times. don't get me wrong sometimes both N and Uzi have to literally WRESTLE V til she no longer has energy to fight back just to drag her in the cuddle pile. she usually doesn't talk much and even more rarely breaks down into crying but she's secretly grateful of having Uzi to sometimes force her into things she should do more often in order to heal, and one of those is learning to trust again.

V and Uzi have sparring sessions every now and then- tho sometimes V fights dirty- if you catch my drift lmao- and Uzi is weak for that shit, sadly 😔 Uzi finds herself contemplating her life choices when V is constantly giving her new kinks to consider smhhhh. it doesnt help that V doesnt treat Uzi as weak or breakable, she goes all out and Uzi is thankful to her about it. tho N would not touch this particular catfight between two wild ladies with a 100ft pole- [which would probably be the distance he's standing and watching from...just in case...]

funny enough most of their arguments end with makeout sessions. N cant tell if this is their way of flirting from the start or their way of making up after a fight....

V is secretly protective of Uzi, not interfering when Uzi is dealing with someone but standing a few steps behind her, brandishing her claws just in case, to send an obvious message.

V is absolutely rough when trying to be intimate. Uzi needs lots of energy to heal from bite marks but they always make sure the other is comfortable about it. but when Uzi is soft and gentle with her and focuses on being reassuring and loving towards her, V's a flustered incoherent mess-

despite being the more avoidant one, V is usually the one who initiates any intimacy- [mostly because Uzi is too short or busy or embarrassed to do so 🙄] and when she gets needy, Uzi feels internally giddy as though a cat has chosen her or something-

Uzi likes to ask V sometimes of any HAPPY memories she had back at the mansion.

OKAY- damn that was LOOOOOONG- hope these are good enough- i had a lot of fun writing them :D

once again, left out any nsfw hcs 😇 enjoy the dumpster fire lesbiams-

i also tried my best to leave out the N x Uzi x V headcanons so it would seem more specifically for Vuzi :"3

[malevoreenthusiast]

Boyfriend's Belly

Hi all! This is my first vore story, and I wanted to share. I had a dream about this scenario, and this story shorty ensued. Let me know if anyone would like a part two, or if anyone has any other ideas for a story, please feel free to message me!

“Sweetheart! I’m home!” I shed my coat and carefully hung it up in the lived-in mudroom, admiring the collection of different footprints Josh and I had managed to collect since we lived here. I pondered for a moment all of the friends we’ve made and memories we’ve shared since moving in together. A smile crept upon my face when I was about to call out again; however, I felt a nudging by my left leg. I looked down to see my classically handsome boyfriend Josh adorned in a headband with cat ears, two furry paw gloves, and a clip on tail that swished seemingly along with his emotions. It was one of these nights. Playing into the roleplay, I bent down and patted his fluffy, curly hair whilst he flicked his tail to and fro with affection.

“Hi there, kitty. Do you know where my boyfriend is? He’s big, strong and muscular, cute, soft brown hair, the most adorable face in the world? Sound familiar?” I scratched under his chin much the same way you would an actual cat, which got him to tilt his head up and look at me with a beautiful, genuine smile.

“Mrroww,” Josh said. He nuzzled me, which did feel somewhat similar to an actual cat given how plush his hair was. I interpreted the “meow” as a “No, but keep petting me.” If this is what my boyfriend wants, then I would do everything I could to make him happy.

“Okay, kitty,” I started scratching his fuzzy cheeks, “lets go unwind after a long day at work. If Josh isn’t here, then I guess I’ll have to tell you all about it!”

“Mrow!” Josh purred, nuzzling me as I stood back up.

I walked into the empty kitchen, surveying the place to see if our roommate, Chris, had cleaned up after himself since this morning. Though, roommate was a stretch. He didn’t pay rent, left messes everywhere, and overall made the apartment worse by constantly complaining and ruining Josh and I’s fun. Walking to our bedroom, Josh and I flopped on the bed and let the cool memory foam envelop us while I unwound from the day. Petting Josh along his muscled back, I talked out loud to myself in a playful manner.

“Gosh, if only my big strong boyfriend was here so I could tell him about my day. I got a raise, finished a project, got compliments from the boss…” I looked at the kitty before me as he smiled with glee and pounced on me to begin showering me with kisses—animal kisses, not human ones.

“Thank you, kitten. If my own boyfriend can’t bother to show up, I’m glad I have you,” I said, falling for the role play more and more as time went on. I nuzzled Josh inbetween his big, hairy pecs and planted kisses all along his torso. Kissing his belly button, Josh meowed seductively and I heard from his stomach the loudest, most obnoxious growl ever…

One of the things I most loved about Josh was his ability to pack things away into his gut. At the beginnings of our relationship, I had just assumed he needed a lot of calories, which is true, but the man devoured his own thanksgiving dinner almost each night. He could tear into food like no one I’ve ever met before. One of our favorite pastimes is stuffing Josh’s gut full of enough food to feed the entire homeless population, rub his belly to hear him belch and groan about how big he is, then fall asleep on the couch and listen to him digest his meal. I only learned recently that Josh, my beloved himbo of a boyfriend, was able to swallow people whole and digest them. He didn’t do it of his own volition almost ever. Most of the time, people asked to go into his belly, to which he wouldn’t—couldn’t—refuse. However, lately, I’ve been able to convince him to swallow some guys from the gym or at a restaurant bathroom. Something about the way his enormous stomach groans and moans as it churns the victim inside of it turns me on like nothing else. I worshipped Josh and his stomach, just as he worshipped me. I began forming a mischievous throught in my head that would help deal with two problems we currently faced.

“Is my little kitten hungry? You want some food in your tummy?” I rubbed Josh’s flat six-pack whilst asking, feeling another low rumble.

“Mrroowww,” Josh nodded his head and rubbed over his own hairy abs.

“Yeah? Good boy. Then follow me. I have a nice big meal for such a good kitty.” I couldn’t lie: I was starting to get really turned on by the idea I had in mind.

Josh happily flicked his tail around and nuzzled against me as I got out of bed. We crept over to Chris’ room and put our ears up against the door. The soft sound of snoring could be heard on the other end inside the room. Perfect for us, terrible for Chris. 

Josh looked at me quizzically and meowed, as if to say, “What are we doing outside Chris’ room?”

I bent down and whispered, “Hey, kitty. I know you’re super hungry, so I have a really big warm meal that’ll fit right into your belly,” at this, I rubbed Josh’s stomach in encouragement.

Josh froze for a moment, connecting the dots, when he suddenly realized what I had intended—he was gonna swallow Chris down into his gut. His eyes widened, at first with shock, then with excitement. He hadn’t even thought about gulping down our useless roommate because that was just the kind of pure-hearted soul Josh was. I, on the other hand, was a much more sinister person, and one who was head over heels for the muscular catboy at my feet. Filling Josh’s belly and getting rid of Chris would be a perfect way to end off this Friday.

“Okay, kitten. We need to be very quiet, or else this won’t work. Are you ready to have a big meal in your hungry belly?”

Josh nodded eagerly, forgetting to even meow. This new prospect I had introduced to him had seemed to really excite him. I stood back up and slowly opened the door to Chris’ room. It swung open silently. The door revealed the disarray Chris’ room was in: condoms were all over the floor, lube and tissues littered his nightstand and bedsheets, different pairs of dirty underwear were everywhere but the overflowing hamper. Only about fifty percent of the dirty underwear was even his.Tiptoeing through the messy room, Josh and I arrived at Chris’ bed. Chris was somewhat similar-looking to Josh, as they were cousins, which is why we let his tyranny go on for so long. His muscular body lay still, sleeping off whatever it was he did with no job. I wasn’t a predator myself, but even I could see how delectable Chris’ hairy thighs looked. Josh was thinking the same thing, as my handsome little kitten was already salivating and preemptively rubbing his flat stomach. Josh’s emerald glass eyes were unwavering from his cousin and dinner. He swallowed back the saliva that was crowding his mouth and broke his streak of inhuman words.

“Can I? Please…” he whimpered, and I couldn’t say no to his perfect, lovable face. I kissed him on the top of his head and whispered back.

“You may. Good kitty.”

Something clicked in Josh’s eyes, going from desparate anticipation to reverent cheer. He bounded up onto Chris’ bed, stirring the lazy boarder. Josh, ever on all fours, sniffed Chris’ feet. Where I smelled old sweat and filth, Josh smelled the best meal he’s ever had. My boyfriend licked up the length of Chris’ sole, which woke his dozing state.

“Woah! What the fuck? Hey guys. What’re you doing here?” He said, yawning, not yet realizing the danger he was in.

Neither Josh nor I answered, as we were fixated on what Josh was about to do. With a paw on his stomach, Josh opened his mouth wide and clamped his jaw down on Chris’ toes. Josh ran his tongue inbetween and around all of Chris’ toes, eliciting a giggle from the still confused prey.

“Haha, stop that! What’re you doing? That feels funny,” Chris chuckled, lazily rubbing his eyes.

Josh answered with a deep, slow gulp. The sound echoed throughout the room, making the two of us ignited with a desprate passion for more. Chris, on the other hand, was left drowning in even more confusion. That is, until he opened his eyes.

Seeing your cousin in nothing but underwear and cat ears at the foot of your bed wasn’t something most people would ever think to see in their life time. Seeing your cousin naked in cat ears at the foot of their bed with their mouth stretched over your feet and ankles was not something anyone has seen…probably ever. 

Josh used his big fuzzy paws to rub over Chris’ muscular thighs, tenderizing them for their inevitable trip down his throat. My hunky boyfriend was eager to fit more of Chris into his gut because of his immense hunger, so he swallowed one more time—the deep sound rang out as his throat contracted and opened up to suction more of Chris down his throat. Josh’s esophagus bulged outward, needing to accommodate the massive intake of food he was downing. His eyes were locked ahead, staring directly at Chris, viewing him as nothing but food for his groaning stomach.

“Josh,” Chris stammered, “what the fuck is happeneing. What are you doing?” He asked, trying to cling to the vestiges of composure that he was losing rapidly. He propped himself up on his elbows to get a better view of his own undoing when he was unceremoniously dragged further down the bed and deeper into Josh’s mouth with another swallow up to his thighs. Watching the scene play out was kind of incredible. Rivulets of drool poured out of Josh’s stretched maw onto the bedsheets as he lapped up and sucked on Chris’ thighs. Josh’s back was arching in the opposite way a cat’s would, and his erection was growing rapidly. As for my own, I had been rock hard ever since I first presented the idea. 

I got onto the bed, wanting to join in on the fun. Pushing my bulging erection into Josh’s massive bubble butt, I leaned down on top of his back and whispered in his ear: “Hey, aren’t kitties supposed to play with their food? How about we slow down and enjoy this, sweetheart?”

Josh purred in agreement, still locking his gaze on Chris, viewing him as nothing but a belly-filler. I could feel his stomach already expanding, giving him a small bloat already. I pushed my clothed-erection into his backside and rubbed his belly from behind, planting kisses all the while along his shredded back. This was what I lived for. Moments like this convinced me that Josh was my soulmate—moments of pure, primal intimacy in which we were both being fulfilled in such a meaningful, pleasurable way.

I glanced up at Chris, still shocked and beginning to move with more panic. He caught my eye and yelped: “Do something! He’s… he’s eating me!” Chris couldn’t look away from Josh’s gaze, scared that he might speed up or do something worse if he turned away now. All he could manage was stare in disbelief as his cousin (still in cat ears) slowly unhinged his jaw and swallowed his entire body down whole. 

Josh’s tongue ran over Chris’ skin slowly and deliberately, tasting his body like it was a five-star entree. Our roommate shuddered, but he didn’t have the consciousness or ability to resist, as Josh opened his throat once more and slid Chris’ perky ass and bulging cock down his throat, underwear and all. Half of Chris’ body was now inside my boyfriend’s gullet, and his belly was starting to grown at a much more rapid pace. Gliding my hands over the round curvature of Josh’s hairy belly, I could feel Chris kick his feet inside of his stomach chamber. Josh cupped his hand over mine on his belly and purred slowly, letting me know how much he enjoyed this idea. Josh grinded his ass against my crotch, letting me know how much sexual pleasure devouring his cousin was giving him.

Chris tried again, failing yet to understand that this was entirely voluntary on our end, and, in fact, this was exactly what the two of us wanted. He reasoned, “Josh, I’m not food. I’m your cousin! Chris? You know, we live together? Remember all the good times when we, um—” Chris was cut off as his body lurched deeper into Josh’s belly. His six pack was now half-way into Josh’s salivating mouth, and his stomach was looking bigger and bigger with every passing second Chris filled it up.

I gave my himbo some words of encouragement to help him along, not that he needed it, he clearly had this whole thing under control, but still, Josh loved the praise I gave him: “Good kitty. You’re being such a good boy right now. Was this a good meal for you, baby?”

Josh nodded and Chris looked at me with mouth agape. He whisper shouted in an attempt to not spur Josh on further: “Don’t encourage him! What the fuck is wrong with you? He’s swallowing me whole!”

I nodded whilst rubbing Josh’s growing belly. He swallowed again, allowing the better half of Chris’ torso down into his mouth. My hunky kitty was grinding on my cock like crazy now, as he knew his meal was almost at its end. Josh took his cat paws and placed them on Chris’ shoulders, getting ready to shove the rest of his cousin down his throat in one fell swoop, clearly forgetting what I said about taking this slow and playing with your food. So long as Josh was happy, though, I was happy. Josh prepped himself to fully finish off his cousin in one last swallow: opening his throat, arching his back, spreading his legs apart on the bed. I readily rubbed his belly as he moaned for more of Chris inside of him. 

“Are you ready kitten?” I asked Josh. He nodded his head eagerly, waiting for me to give him the okay. I took a moment to remember this view of my perfect, charming boyfriend swallowing another man whole. With all of the love in my heart, I said, “Do it.”

Josh shoved Chris with full force down his throat, pushing his belly out massively. Chris yelped and began shouting for help from anyone that would listen. Josh’s belly began moving of its own accord, bulging outward here and there with Chris’ movements inside. We both laid there still for a moment, letting the feeling sink in of Josh’s big, full belly. Josh continued swallowing, making sure he fit every single part of Chris in his stomach. After some time elapsed of sheer bliss with my boyfriend, Josh belched once, then again, then again. Chris was clearly kicking up a lot of gas for my himbo of a boyfriend, and poor Josh was belching more than a frathouse on a Friday night.

We turned around, both belly up (one was significantly larger than the other) on Chris’ bed and stayed there for a moment. I rubbed his belly affectionately and broke the silence after a few minutes. “Was he good?”

Josh, still wearing the garb but no longer adhering to feline speech patterns, responded, “He feels so fucking good in there. BBBBBBBBBBBBBUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP.”

Turning on my side, I planted kisses on his hairy, stretched belly whilst he patted it. I put my ear up against his warm flesh and could hear Chris’ muffled voice from inside his stomach calling out for help. I smiled childishly and continued rubbing over the large dome of belly my perfect boyfriend sported. “You’re such a greedy kitty,” I chuckled whilst nuzzling into his chest.

“Hey,” he retorted, “this was your idea entire—BBBUUUUURRRRPPPPP—entirely. God, he tasted good,” Josh smacked his lips, clinging to the aftertaste of his belch. “Fuck, he filled me up so good. This’s been one of the most satisfying meals to date,” he looked down and smacked his Chris-filled belly, eliciting another burp.

Unable to restrain myself, I  began to passionately make out with him, doing my best to show just how much I loved him. Groping his hairy, muscular pecs, I paused every so often to give his belly the love it both required and deserved. We went on like that for a while, drowning in pure bliss and love for one another. About twenty minutes later, I was kissing Josh like my life depended on it, when he let loose a vile, deep belch, more gutteral than all of the other ones before. In my own mouth, I tasted the vile stench of his digestive juices and a weird spongy feeling of fabric on my mouth. Pulling away, I pulled the fabric from Josh’s mouth with my teeth, only to find that Josh had just burped out Chris’ underwear. The reminder of pure greed and hunger consumed me with lust. Every second I loved Josh more and more.

“Looks like Chris wanted to say goodbye,” Josh lovingly patted his behemoth of a belly.

Tossing the underwear aside, I nodded in agreement and nuzzled my face into Josh’s side, realizing my fatigue from the days work and this lust-ridden experience. In the morning, Josh’s belly would be much smaller, and we would go about any other weekend without a pesky third roommate. Future family gatherings on Josh’s side might be a little hard to explain, though. Rubbing Josh’s gut and mindlessly pondering about getting another roommate for Josh’s appetite, I began to drift off to sleep alongside Josh, lost in the loving embrace of my perfect, ravenous boyfriend.

[thechanelmuse]

My Top Albums/EPS of 2025

It's that time again where I give y'all my end-of-the-year music list and take over your dashboard. Hopefully some of these projects or artists will be new to you.

I would love for y'all to tell me your faves this year.

Here's my list:

JAZZ

Charles McPherson - Reverence

Christian McBride & Edgar Meyer - But Who's Gonna Play the Melody

Christian Sands - Embracing Dawn

Immanuel Wilkins - Blues Blood

Jazzmeia Horn - Messages

Jeremy Pelt - Tomorrow's Another Day

Joel Ross - nublues

Kamasi Washington - Fearless Movement

Keyon Harrold - Foreverland

Lakecia Benjamin - Phoenix Reimagined (Live)

Miles Davis - Miles '54: The Prestige Recordings

Miles Davis Quintet - Miles In France 1963 and 1964 - The Bootleg Series, Vol. 8

New Brass Band featuring Trombone Shorty - Live at the 2024 New Orleans Jazz & Heritage Festival

Nubya Garcia - Odyssey

Samara Joy - Portrait

SOUL/BLUES (ROCK)

Baby Rose with BADBADNOTGOOD - Slow Burn (EP)

Brittany Howard - What Now

Christone “Kingfish” Ingram - Live in London (Expanded Edition)

Jerron Paxton - Things Done Changed

Jovin Webb - Drifter

Lizz Wright - Shadow

GOSPEL

Cory Henry - Church

Karen Clark Sheard - Still Karen

Ricky Dillard - Choirmaster II (Live)

Tamela Mann - Live Breathe Fight

COUNTRY/AMERICANA

Beyoncé - Cowboy Carter

Brittney Spencer - My Stupid Life

Caitlyn Smith - I Think of You (The Heartache Collection)

Elles Bailey - Beneath the Neon Glow

Gabby Barrett - Chapter and Verse

Lainey Wilson - Whirlwind

Luke Combs - Fathers & Sons

Mickey Guyton - House On Fire

Rvshvd - It's Rashad

Tanner Adell - Buckle Bunny (Deluxe) — 2023 album

FOLK

Bessie Jones, John Davis & The Georgia Sea Island Singers - The Complete Friends of Old Time Music Concert

Jessica Pratt - Here In the Pitch

Yasmin Williams - Acadia

ROCK

The Black Keys - Ohio Players (Trophy Edition)

Lenny Kravitz - Blue Electric Light

Linkin Park - From Zero

Olivia Rodrigo - Guts (spilled)

Sum 41 – Heaven :x: Hell

BLENDED GENRES

Amythyst Kiah - Still and Bright

Boney James - Slow Burn

Charlotte Day Wilson - Cyan Blue

Eva Cassidy - Walkin' After Midnight

Gallant - Zinc

Judith Hill - Letters From a Black Widow

Madison Ryann Ward - Purified Love

Marsha Ambrosiuos - CASABLANCO

Matthew Whittaker - On Their Shoulders: An Organ Tribute

Tank and The Bangas - The Heart, The Mind, The Soul

Victoria Monét - Jaguar II: Deluxe

Willow Smith - empathogen

R&B

Andra Day - CASSANDRA (cherith)

Avery*Sunshine - So Glad to Know You

BJ The Chicago Kid - Gravy (Deluxe)

Derand Benarr - En Route

Kenyon Dixon - The R&B You Love: For the '99 and the 2000s

Kyle Dion - If My Jeans Could Talk

Lalah Hathaway - VANTABLACK

Ledisi - Good Life

Lucky Daye - Algorithm

Muni Long - Revenge

NxWorries - Why Lawd?

Ravyn Lenae - Bird's Eye

SiR - HEAVY

Usher - Coming Home

RAP

Big Sean - Better Me Than You

Common & Pete Rock - The Auditorium Vol. 1

Doechii - Alligator Bites Never Heal

Kendrick Lamar - GNX

LL Cool J - The Force

MC Lyte - 1 of 1

Rapsody - Please Don't Cry

ScHoolboy Q - BLUE LIPS

POP

Ariana Grande - Eternal Sunshine

Billie Eilish - HIT ME HARD AND SOFT

Caroline Polachek - Desire, I Want To Turn Into You: Everasking Edition

Chappell Roan - The Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess

Christina Aguilera - The 25th Anniversary of Christina Aguilera

Gavin DeGraw - Chariot 20

James Bay - Changes All the Time

Sabrina Carpenter - Short n' Sweet

Teddy Swims - I've Tried Everything but Therapy (Part 1.5)

Tori Kelly - TORI.

HOUSE/ELECTRONIC

Durand Bernarr & Charlie Vettuno - Charlie Vettuno Presents… Where in the World is Carmen Randiego?

KAYTRANADA - TIMELESS

HOLIDAY

Boney James - Soulful Holiday Sax

Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong - Ella & Louis Wish You a Swinging Holiday

Jennifer Hudson - The Gift of Love

Kelly Clarkson - When Christmas Comes Around...Again