#but i hope yall enjoy this silly mess

[dandyliondreamer]

Everyone say hi to Jerry!

He's the only angelestial of his kind (as far as he knows since his creator abandoned him). Hes a curious, pranky, funny fella.

Since he was born and left alone in the void, he learned to create creatures thorough his magical god like powers. His tears or bits and shards of his soul bend the void into existence, however they are not sentient, only alive.

He craves attention and also desire to find or create like minded beings. Beings like the ones from earth, which is right next to his dimension.

Jerry is not allowed to touch or go to earth, there is a barrier that prevents him from leaving the void he was born in, leaving him stuck alone with his souless creations.

His creator never returns for him, he assumes his creator had also created that blue thing. The blue thing releases souls, and they fuse together with his souless creations.

He created his first soulful being, one that would be his best friend and close companion. Together they continued to use earthly souls for their own creatures and beings. Jerry began creating a world of his own. He wonders if his creator would be happy with him.

As time goes on, he gets glimpses of the future, a very scary future. He knows something terrible is going to happen, however he refuses to believe it to be true. It's just a nightmare he keeps having. He just doesn't want things to end. He doesn't want to be alone ever again.

He hides his true anxieties behind a mask of prankery and sillyness, but his subordinates can tell there's something wrong.

He will never tell though and it would be too late anyway.

[mattybsgroupie]

pretty | matt sturniolo

contents: established relationship; handjob (m receiving); praising; use of “y/n”; sub!matt

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notes: i woke up insanely horny and ive been thinking about matt all week and how much i want to take care of him, praise him, give all the love and care he needs :( it’s a really short one but i hope you enjoy - not proofread as usual, also i made a pinned post so yall might wanna check it out ♡

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“y/n” i heard matt calling, snapping me out of my thoughts. we were laying down on the couch, my head resting on his shoulder as we scrolled mindlessly on our phones “do you think i’m pretty?”

“what?” i said, completely caught off guard. “what do you mean matt?”

“like… i know i’m not the funniest or smartest guy but i always thought i was good looking” he started, locking his phone screen and tossing it away “but you know what i’m talking about, you saw it didn’t you?”

of course i did - and he was right being beyond pissed by it.

“babe, you are the funniest and the smartest guy i know” i moved myself, now being able to fully face him as i cupped his cheeks, a pout appearing on matt’s lips. “you’re also the toughest” i said, kissing him playfully as he giggled.

“the strongest…” i whispered in his ear, my fingertips traveling through his neck “the hottest” i couldn’t help but kissing his jaw as i said it, his growing beard tickling my skin. “you’re the most handsome, babe”

“you want me to show how pretty you are?” i finally stopped the kisses, my left hand pressing on his tummy under the white shirt he was wearing. my digits kept on running down matt’s body, caressing every inch of skin i could get.

“you don’t have to” he smiled, putting a strand of hair behind my ear and fixing the mess my hair was after spending the whole night against the couch. “don’t be silly”

“i’m not!” i frowned my eyebrows and widened my eyes, staring at him before landing by his waistband, tent starting to show on his pants.

“and i dont think this guy think it’s silly, does he?” i joked about how sensitive matt was, getting worked up from the slightest praise. he rolled his eyes, pretending not to notice.

“shall we take this off?” i asked, tugging the cloth away. matt’s attitude broke down in a second, nodding eagerly as he lift his hips, allowing me to pull his pants down. with his half-hard cock exposed, i then touched the hem of his shirt, silently asking for permission.

matt quickly understood and removed his last piece of clothing, totally naked. i smiled before kissing him, matt’s embarrassment completely washing away and being replaced by desperation. his palms met my covered breasts, massaging it before i pulled away from the kiss, my lips focused on marking his neck. i could hear matt’s breathing getting heavier, grip on my boobs getting stronger.

“yes, good boy” i cooed, receiving a muffled groan in response. “huh? what is it baby, you like being my good boy?”

“y-yeah, fuck” matt said, covering his eyes with his forearm, once again getting shy. i gently removed it, making him look at me in the eyes.

“look at this, how pretty you are, hm?” i said, now staring at his full hard-on, matt’s dick almost slapping on his belly “i love your tattoos, have i told you that?” i tried to distract him while my hand brushed over his cock, barely touching it. “makes you look even tougher”

“i’m not tough- ah!” he whined as i cupped his balls, slightly caressing them.

“i can tell, babe” i giggled, “can i?”

“please” he begged, puppy eyes watering “touch me, please”

“how can you say you’re not pretty? i want you to keep looking, babe. be a good boy for me alright?” i commanded, my fingers wrapping around matt’s length, slowly starting to pump him. “look at your cock, i cant barely close my fist, you’re so big” i kissed his collarbones as i praised him, making sure he kept his eyes on my hand jerking him off. matt twitched inside my fist, holding his hips from bucking forward.

“love that huge cock inside of me matt, you stretch me so well” i moved thumb to his tip, pre-cum leaking from his slit as i circled it. “oh, you’re already leaking?” i said, seeing how wet he was just from me fastening my pace.

“shit y/n i’m sorry i-” i shushed him, “shhh, i don’t wanna hear anything other than your moans”. matt gave up on trying to hold his sounds, lower lip finally getting a break after being bitten for the last ten minutes. his free hand went to my thigh, nails digging strong into my skin. his whines turned to whimpers, spasms taking over his body.

“what is it babe? wanna cum?” i asked, “i will only let you if you repeat what i say” he turned his head aside, looking at me eagerly. “i’m pretty”.

“y/n… c’mon, f-fuck” matt rolled his eyes, embarrassment preventing him to speak out loud. i gradually stopped the movements with my hand - matt knew he had to say it if he wanted to cum. “i-im… pretty”

“i’m so strong” i started pumping him once again, tightening my grip around his length.

“i’m so strong” matt repeated, not so shy anymore. “what else are you baby?”

“i’m… handsome” it sounded like a question, as if he wanted me to reassure he was right. “and i’m… a good boy”.

“yes, yes you are, sweetie” i cooed, knowing his aching cock wasn’t gonna let him form any other sentences. “gonna cum for me?”

“can i? please?” i clenched my eyes, letting him speak. “please c-cum for you, need it so bad”. i nodded and heard his whimpers as he finally relaxed his body, white ropes of cum from his release covering my fist and his lower belly, matt’s chest rising as he panted heavily. i finally got back to my former position, head resting on his shoulder as matt came back to his senses and i kept on praising him on how good he was.

“you did so good for me”

“thank you” matt said under his breath, a smiling finally appearing on his blushed face. “am i really everything you said? even the funniest?” he giggled, soon hovering his arm over my shoulder, grabbing me on a hug as i made myself comfortable in his embrace.

“yes you are, matthew!” i rolled my eyes before giving in and laughing with him, relieved that the only thing my boy needed was a reminder on how pretty he was.

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[hannamoon143]

♡ Stick together♡

genre: fluff, hurt/comfort, a bit angst?

husband! chan x pregnant fem. reader

wordcount: 2,1k

warnings: silly fluffy fluff stuff, crying, injury, blood, pregnancy (obviously),

a/n: Hii, hope yall like this. Now i will concentrate on doing a upcoming fall series, that will soon be announced. Have a great day<33 enjoy

not proofread

Could this day be possibly worse? Besides the fact that the morning nausea took over you, your boss also yelled at you for getting a sentence at your presentation wrong.All day long you had to smile and be polite, when your mood dropped with every moody person that you had to deal with. All you wanted now was to come home, eat something and snuggle up on the couch with chan. But since he was for sure working late, a drama would have to take his place.

Finally you reached your house, going in. You and chans daughter haneuls babysitter was standing at the door, slipping her shoes on.„Hey y/n, haneul is sleeping, she ate dinner and brushed her teeth after showering, so everything should be done.“

You smiled at the young woman, thanking her and saying goodbye She was haneuls babysitter for already a year, and never made problems. And since haneul liked her too, it was a win win situation. So now, she was leaving, and you quietly put your coat on the stove, and then went into the kitchen. Maybe you could make some ramen and then watch a drama. You looked at the clock. It was still going to be a while until your husband would come home. You sighed and started cooking your ramen.

Unfortunately you burned your hand by accidentally spilling the hot water onto it. Seriously? You cursed under your breath, rinsing it with cold water. It felt like everything that could possibly go wrong today was going wrong. You know it was probably just the hormones that everything riled you up so much today but you didnt care. Tears of frustration pricked at your eyes. You took a deep breath in, and tried to remind yourself that everything was okay.

You took out your favorite bowl out the cuppoard, the one Chan gifted you for your first anniversary. But you should have been more attentive, because in the next moment you slipped. The water that spilled down on the floor when you burned your hand earlier was in small puddles over the floor. You didn’t see it and stepped directly into them. Nothing happened to you, you managed to catch the edge of the kitchencounter, so you remained standing, but the bowl fell to the ground, and burst into too many pieces to count.

You stared down at the mess, the loud noise and sharp ceramic pieses everywhere had startled you, and you tried to supress the fact that you just ruined your favorite bowl. The bowl chan gifted you. With trembling hands you crouched down to the floor, trying to collect the pieces, but then you accidentaly cut yourself with one. It left a burning, sharp pain. You quickly let the pieces fall, yelping at the feeling. Soon the small line got covered in red.

It was too much. You couldn’t hold it together anymore. You slid down to the floor with your back to the kitchen counter, your throat tightening. Hot tears were running down your cheeks. This, everything was frustrating you so much. You were pretty sure it was mostly because of the hormones of the pregnancy. But that also didn’t stop you from feeling like this.  Helpless you wiped the blood of your hand with the hem of your shirt. Quiet sobs were escaping your mouth. You felt gross, a suffocating feeling in your stomach when you looked at the blood. You felt pathetic when you thought of the fact that you were sitting, crying on the kitchen floor

You should clean up, care fort he injury and just go eat, but something stopped you. You just remained on the floor, crying helplessly.

That was until you suddenly saw tiny legs standing in front of you. Your head perked up and you were surpised to see haneul standing there. Immediately you wiped the tears away, and put a small smile on.

„Hey, i thought you were already sleeping sweetie?“

She just looked at you, her eyes darting from your face, to the mess around you, and then to your bloody knuckle.

„What happened mommy?“ she asked, her gaze still looking around.

„Nothing sweetie, i just let the bowl fall, it’s okay, i’ll clean it up. Just go back to bed alright?“

She seemed to be thinking for a moment and then slowly shook her head.

„But you are hurt, and there is water from your eyes on your face.“

You could have almost laughed at her description of your tears. Then before you could say anything, she added:

„Is daddy home?“

The question caught you a bit off guard but you just shook your head at it.

„Really hannie, i promise i’m okay, you can go back to sleep. And you don’t have to tell daddy okay?“

She continued simply looking at you, her little brain seemingly thinking through her options. Without another words she tapped away, so you thought she finally was going back to bed.

But haneul didn’t even think about doing that, stubborn like she is, just like her father. She quietly tapped to the wardrobe, taking your phone out your coat.. She was proud she remembered your code from the one time when she looked over your shoulder. She searched for chan’s contact. She didn’t learn how to read yet, but when she saw the picture of her father she knew it was his contact. She tapped the call icon and put the phone to her ear. After a few ringings chan picked up, and haneul got excited when she heard her dad’s voice. You usually never let her call him while he is at work.

„Hey y/nnie, Whats up?“

„It’s me daddy!“ haneul happily cheered into the speaker.

„oh hi hannie, what’s up, do you need something? Shouldn’t you be sleeping?“ he sounded a bit concerned, not entirely sure why his little daughter would phone him at 8:30 p.m. when she should be asleep already.

Haneul ignored her dads scolding about being asleep and instead came to her point immediately.

„Mommy is crying in the kitchen right now, and her hand is red and everywhere around here are sharp pieces of the bowl she loves so much. Mommy said she is alright and i should not tell you, but you always tell me family sticks together, in good and in bad, so i had to call you right?“ The little girl nervously rambled, not sure if it was right that she called her dad.

Chan’s heart swelled a bit at her words that he had said so often before. Truly you and him raised a kind little girl. But then he quickly remembered the rest of her words, and got concerened again.

„Yes it was good you called me, i’m proud of you. But why is her hand red hannie? Do you mean she is bleeding?“

Haneul agreed and then chan was quick to tell her he would be there in ten minutes.

He took his things as fast as he could, leaving the studio. When his pregnant wife was sitting on the kitchen floor, bleeding and crying, something was not right, and he would not sit at work any minute longer.

As chan got home, haneul was sitting by the door, playing with a plushie. As she heard the door open she immediately jumped up.

„Come on daddy, i don’t think mommy has moved since i called you.“

Chan took his jacket and shoes off, haneul pulling at his sleeve. Then he went into the kitchen, taking haneul into his arms, so she wouldn’t get hurt by the sharp pieces of the bowl.

As you heard footsteps approaching you raised your head from your knees that you had tightly pulled up, only to see chan, looking at you with your daughter in his arms. He quickly sat her down on the counter and crouched down next to you, careful not to step onto the sharp things.

„y/nnie, baby what happened?“ he asked, his hand stroking some half dried tears away.

„I-i was just so…the bowl, it fell and… the whole day, it was so… and i got overwhelmed and it’s just-“ you stuttered, looking at him with glossy eyes.

He looked at you once more, taking in your tear streaked, exhausted face, the injured hand, the other one at your belly in a loving, protecting motion. It was clear that your day must have been tiring and you were exhausted and overwhelmed. His eyes softened and he didn’t hesitate, standing up and scooping you into his arms. Neither of you said something, and haneul just watched. Gently, chan carried you to the couch in the living room, laying you down. He told haneul to get you a blanket, and he was getting stuff to treat your injuries.The little girl brought you a fluffy blanket, and she tossed it messily over you, cuddling into your side herself. You wrapped an arm around her. Then chan came back with a bunch of bandage stuff. He wiped the blood of your hand, then desinfected it, at wich you hissed, and he mumbled soothing apologies. At the end he gently wrapped a bandage around your hand.  

„Does it feel better?“ Haneul asked, inspecting your hand now. She took your bandaged knuckles in her own tiny hand, and placed a little kiss on it. Your heart swelled at the motion and you nodded, tenderly stroking her head.

„Good because, you also always do that and it makes every ouch better.“ She explained with wild hand gestures.

Chan watched the scene. He felt such love and admiration for both his girls, and the little boy that didn’t even know him yet too.

„I’ll go clean up in the kitchen alright love?“ He softly said, kissing you on your forehead.

„Oh about that… It was the bowl you gifted me for our first anniversary.“ You said, the smile disappearing from your face again.

„Hey, i knew it meant a lot to you, but it’s alright hm? I can gift you a thousand more, if that would make you happy.“ He said with a smile, and then he stood up, going into the kitchen. You looked after him. How was this perfect loving man your husband?

You looked down at haneul, stroking her head. „Why did you even call your dad hannie?“

She gazed up at you, snuggling to you even more. „Daddy always says that family is always there for each other, if we are happy and laughing, but also if we are sad and crying.“ She said, proud to know her dad‘s words. Your eyes got shiny again. Just like chan before, you were so proud of your kind, little daugther, and that chan and you had the honor to be the parents of haneul.

Suddenly, she raised her head a bit and then laid it to your belly. „Mommy why does your belly feel so weird?“ She asked, sounding confused. It was so cute, you wanted to just hold this memory forever.

„You will get a baby brother haneul.“ You said, holding your breath. You weren’t sure how she would react. For a moment she stared at you, then at your belly, then at your face again. „And he is in there?“ she said, with a shocked face. You started giggling. „Yes he is.“ Haneuls face lit up. „Ohhh, then i’ll be the best big sister he ever had. Can we call him seungmin mommy? Like daddy’s dog friend! Or maybe doongie, like the cat from uncle minho!“  You laughed at her random name reccomendations. You were glad she was so excited.

Chan was done cleaning the kitchen so he was coming back, watching the heartwarming scene in front of him with a fond smile on his face. He walked over to you two again and sat down next to you on the couch. With a smile you cuddled up in his arms, him brushing his fingers through your hair in a tender motion. You continued holding haneul, all three of you snuggled up like this now.

 And haneul? She was holding onto your belly, protecting her little brother from this very first moment on.

This family was all you could ever want. A loving, caring husband, the kindest little daughter, and soon a little baby boy, that was looking exactly like chan, with the name Eunwoo. And as haneul said, you were a family, and family sticks together, in sadness as much as in happiness

a/n: tell me what u think of it<33, im sorry for roasting seungmin a bit :3 Also thanks to my @darqlys for letting me yap about my 100 different ideas, and helping me choose the right things<333

taglist: @lina-linny @0omillo0 @darqlys @onementally-unstabel-kid

[bunnybunbun0]

robert chase boyfriend headcanons

look whos writing fro a dead fandom again?! well boo hoo,im nearly done with house,and im experiencing dr chase brain rot,so heres this!

enjoy!

-chase is the type of guy to celebrate monthly anniversaries

"happy three months anniversary baby" and he has a cake and everything

-pays attention to your bad habits in order to prevent them. Like,if he sees youre chewing on your nails hell give you a pen to hold and stim with or a sucker to distract you.

-also,he is a terrible liar,blame catholic guilt fro this one.

-if youre trying to hide your relationship from house and the rest of the team good luck,because this boy cant be sneaky for the life of him.

-we all agree he is a cocky flirt right? that is until you flirt back,then he instantly becomes a blubbering mess os shyness.

-you look sad? he will have none of it,goofy mood is activatd and hell do every silly trick on the book to get a laugh out of you.

-will do anything posible and impossible to cheer you up;pull you in for a dance,tell embarassing stories from his college days,anything!

-it goes without saying that hes very particular about his hair,yet youre still the only one who have the privillege of touching it

-overprotective at his top. hes okay with being mae fun of or treated poorly by patients or the hospital staff,but when you become the target hes ready to show how far the medicine malpractice really goes.

-if youre in a point in the relationship where you share a house be ready to hear the most obnoxious songs being sung at the top of his lungs while he does chores.

-loves loves loves! showing you hes strong; cant open a jar? there he is! yur water bottle cap is on too tight? super chase to the rescue!

-after cameron he gets very insecure,so he needs constant reassurance that you actually does love him!

-small action that shows hes always paying attention to you;like pulling up the lose strap of your summer dress,covering the sharp edge of the tables with his hands so you dont bump on it and hurt yourself,refilling your bottle with cold water when he sees its running out,this type of thing.

-when he has the aux on the car and a romantic song comes on he sings in looking directly at you in a serenade style,bonus if the singer has a deep voice or an accent,then hes doing a full blown impression.

-gives the best massage ever,has your eyes rolling while undoing all the tension knots on your back,and he takes pride on it.

-you two definetely have a spicy playlist and when hes in a specially nasty mood he plays a few of its songs in public to fluster you.

hope yall have liked,i loved this baby girl so much

send an ask if you want headcanons from any other character

[strayteezsimp]

A Dance with Fate

Pairing: Yunho x afab!reader

Summary: You are a new soloist under KQ Entertainment and your debut is in less than a week so you turn to Yunho for some guidance. Little did you know about his feelings towards you.

content warning! IdolAU! Smut(MDNI 18+), some fluff, swearing, slight angst (self-deprecation), breast play, fingering, oral (receiving), edging, usage of sir, use of pet names (baby, pretty baby, sweetheart), piv, unprotected sex//creampie (don’t be silly wrap ya willy)

Word count: 2.3k

My first fic in a literal decade lol. A huge thank you to @optimisticbabypanda for helping me with editing it and making sure it looked good! Also thank you for taking time to help me! I appreciate you whole heartedly 💕

Hope yall enjoy 💕

You exhaled in frustration while lying down on the practice room floor. “After 5 years of training, you’d think I’d be better at dancing by now.” You said out loud to yourself. Dance was always your struggle point as a trainee, and you were surprised when KQ said they were gonna debut you as a new soloist for them. You were hoping you would end up in a group so your dancing wouldn’t stand out as much, but here you were wallowing on the floor in self-pity. You’ve been debating whether or not you should ask someone for help; however, every time you think about it you feel this deep sense of embarrassment.

You felt like they’d make fun of you for needing help on something you should be relatively good at by now. Then you thought about Yunho. You’ve met him a few times and each time you talked to him- he seemed nice enough, “Maybe I could ask him. He seems like he'd be the least judgmental about it,” you thought to yourself, still lying on the floor with your debut song playing in the background on a loop. After some internal debate, you decide to swallow your pride and go ask Yunho.

As you're making your way down to Ateez’s practice room you feel a sense of dread. What if he laughs at you? What if he scolds you for not being able to dance to your own debut song? These thoughts have plagued your mind to the point you didn't even realize you had walked past their practice room. Internally smacking yourself in the face, you turn around and head back to the room. As you were about to knock on the door, it swung open with Yunho standing right there before you. You stood there gapping as anxiety started rushing through you.

He let out a little chuckle “Hey y/n! You're a long way from your practice room” he said with a smile on his face. You giggled nervously as you looked at your dance shoes. “Yeah, I actually had come here to talk to you about something.” You said, embarrassment laced in every word. He looked at you with a face mixed with curiosity, concern, and a hint of excitement. The moment he laid eyes on you his heart skipped a few beats- he knew he wanted to have you. You hesitated as you were trying to muster up the courage to ask.

“I really need your help with something but I’m a little embarrassed to ask in the middle of the hallway.” You said still looking at your shoes. He leaned over so he could look at your face and smiled. “Then where would you like to talk?” You giggled shyly as your cheeks turned a faint pink. You stepped back a little bit to see his face properly. “Preferably in my practice room, if you don’t mind.” Your mood lightening a little bit, you were always amazed at how much Yunho brightened up any room he was in, how just a smile from him could make your day better within seconds.

He stood up straight and started stroking his chin, it was obvious to you that he was messing around with a loud hum. “Sure I would love to help, lead the way y/n.” He said with a dramatic bow. You laughed as you lightly tapped his arm, “come on drama king.” As you two were making your way down to your practice room Yunho was internally trying to calm himself down. He was so excited to spend time with you and get to know you a little better. He was sure whatever it was you were worried about wasn't as bad as you were making it seem.

Your debut song was still playing as you entered the practice room. You walk over to your phone to start it over and pause it. “So what's the problem y/n? Are you worried about your song?” Yunho asked as he sat on the floor beside the speaker. “No, it's not the song I love my song. It's my dancing. I just can't get the choreography right.” You say as you rub your face in frustration. “Would you like to show me?” Yunho asked, standing from his spot on the floor. This was the part you were dreading. “He's gonna see me dance and laugh at me. What if he tells the rest of his group? And his members tell their friends? I'm going to be the laughingstock of the industry” you thought to yourself as you handed your phone to Yunho. You got in your spot and signaled Yunho you hit play.

He watched your every move as you did your choreo. Making mental notes of the moves you did and did not need work with. As you were dancing you felt his eyes on you the whole time. You were getting nervous because you couldn’t read his face, was he getting secondhand embarrassment? Was he trying not to laugh? Thoughts like these purged your mind as you finished your choreo. Yunho paused the music and sat your phone down. “I think I know what the problem is.” He said with a pause, making you even more uneasy. “You’re letting your anxiety get the best of you, and it’s making you stiff. Try and relax- you really did great.” He said looking you in the eyes. You felt his sincerity and it made you feel better. “Can you do it one more time for me? Have fun with it! I’ll dance with you if that would help?” He said beaming with excitement, looking more like a golden retriever than ever before.

He walked back to your phone as you readied yourself. You start your choreo again as Yunho quickly jumps beside you and dances with you. The choreo flowing like you were a natural. You were so dumbfounded by how fast he learned your choreo that you missed a step and rammed face first into Yunho’s chest, Yunho losing his footing in the process. You felt Yunho’s hands grip your waist as he quickly caught both of you from falling, both of you stared at each other in surprise as both of your faces turned red. He exhaled quickly as he stared into your eyes. The stare was intense, but in a loving way. You couldn’t bring yourself to look or pull away, it was like he had you in a trance.

He looked to your lips and then back at your eyes as if he were asking for permission starting to lean towards you. You closed your eyes and felt your lips touch as he kissed you. His lips were soft and gentle and he moved against your lips. As he started to pull away you wrapped your arms around his neck and went back in for another, not wanting this moment to end so soon. Your lips met again with much more intensity. His grip on your waist tightened as he licked your bottom lip, asking for entry.

His tongue dominated yours as you let out a light moan. You felt a light tug in your shirt as he pulled away from your heated kiss, resting his forehead on yours and looking into your eyes; you nodded and helped him lift off your shirt. He started kissing down your neck, to the tops of your lightly exposed breasts. You felt him move his arm up your back to remove your bra. Feeling his eyes on you started to make you feel self-conscious and before you could cover yourself he quickly cupped your breasts and started to kiss them. “Don’t cover them, you're so beautiful I want to cherish this moment.” You let out a moan as he licked your nipples. His hand toying with one as he sucked on the other.

You let out another moan as he slid his hand into the front of your sweatpants, rubbing your nub through your underwear. You felt your wetness on your underwear against your heat as he pulled his hand out. “I’m gonna go lock the door, have your clothes off, and have that pretty pussy ready for me okay?” Doing as he said you swiftly removed your pants and underwear and laid down on the floor. As he was making his way over to you he took off his shirt in one swift motion, he crawled to hover over you but first taking in the sight of your body. “I’ve been wanting to make you mine for so long.” He said as he stroked his fingers between your folds, earning a squirm and a moan from you. He stuck a digit into you, pumping at a slow pace. “Yunho please more” you whined, needing more.

Yunho smiled as he looked at you. “You’ll have to be patient for me baby. Can you do that?” You huffed in frustration then nodded. He stopped. “No, I need to hear you say it, sweetheart.” He peered into your eyes with a gleam of excitement and seriousness. “Yes.” You sighed out. “Yes, what?” He said, still staring at you. “Yes sir?” You said thinking that’s what he was wanting. He let out a little chuckle. He then added another digit and picked up his pace. His long slender fingers hitting you in the right spot, you let out a guttural moan as he was hitting your sweet spot. “Yunho. Please. Cum. I’m gonna cum. Please don't stop.” You said between moans. You felt the knot in your stomach tightening, and right as you were about to release he pulled his fingers out.

You groaned in frustration. “Fuck Yunho please.” He leaned to your ear and whispered “Not yet pretty baby. If you can't be patient I won't let you cum okay?” He pulled away from your ear and started gently kissing down your stomach, making his way to your soaked core, your legs spreading instinctively. Leaving love bites at the tops of your thighs, you felt your hips buck as he kissed closer to your heat. His tongue finally gives your sensitive bud relief as you let out a high-pitched moan. You throw your hand over your mouth to keep from being too loud. You writhe in pleasure as he laps up your folds like a starved man.

Your breaths become irregular as you feel yourself about to release.”Yuunhoo!” You draw out as he pulls away again. “You’re doing such a good job baby. I'm gonna make you feel so good.” He pulls back and removes his pants. His thick cock springs up and smacks against his abdomen. “Are you ready sweetheart?” He asks with a gentle tone. “Yes sir please, I need you in me, please.” You whimper out as you spread yourself open, wetness pooling from your core. He lines himself up to your hole and slowly pushes in, your breath hitches as you feel him enter. Your walls practically pulling him in. “Fuuuuuck” He growls as he bottoms out. “You feel so good baby, so wet for me.” You let out a moan as he starts thrusting into you at a steady pace.

Wrapping your arms around his neck you pull yourself to his lips, using them as a cushion to muffle your moans. He snakes his hand down to your clit and begins rubbing it in a circular motion as he slams into you. Suddenly, he flips you over so you're straddling him. “Ride me sweetheart.” After adjusting yourself to the new angle you begin you bounce on his cock. The sound of skin echoing through the practice would be loud enough for anyone walking by to hear. Yunho grips your waist and starts fucking up into you, eliciting a wail from you.

Gripping his shoulders you begin feeling that familiar knot in your stomach, your moans get louder “Yunho! Please! I'm close, fuck I'm close!” He lets out a deep groan, thrusting up into you at speed you didn't think was possible. “So good baby. Gonna cum. Gonna fill you up baby.” He looks up into your eyes as if he were pleading. “Cum with me baby. Cum” as if on command, you both release at the same time- filling you up with a mix of both yours and his cum, your hands clawing at the tops of his shoulders as you both came down from your highs. Exhausted, you collapse on top of Yunho, both laying there listening to sounds of your breathing, feeling both of your hearts racing.

As you were pushing yourself up you felt Yunho gently grab the back of your neck and softly kiss you. As he pulls away he looks at you with tenderness and concern. “Are you okay? I didn't go too rough did I?” You smile down at him and shake your head. “No Yuyu, you were perfect.” He reaches over and grabs one of the towels you brought for your face and holds it under you as you pull yourself off of him. You both clean up the best you can and get dressed. You both sit back down on the floor and he pulls you into him, your head resting on his bicep.“I know it's a little backward to ask now, but I do really like you. I have since I met you, and I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date with me sometime?” He laughed nervously, averting your gaze as shyness took over him. You smiled and turned his head back towards you. “I’d love that Yuyu.”

Lying his head on yours his face gleamed with excitement as he took your hand into his. Turning to look at you with the biggest smile on his face “We should go dancing!”

[puhmpken]

this has BEEN edited 🥳🎉

Author’s Note: this may be silly, but i have nagging myself to write this one 😭😭 hope yall like it <33

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Title: Hell’s GreatestDadParents !

Alastor X You OneShot

written + edited by @puhmpkins-blog 🎃

W/C: 1.8 K 🥱 not sm this time around

The room was dimly lit, the air heavy with tension. You sat perched on the edge of the queen-sized bed, your arms crossed. The fabric of your knee-length dress rustled as you shifted–avoiding eye contact with a certain red-haired demon who stood in the doorway.

“Unfair, Al,” You muttered, your voice ringing out lowly.

Alastor’s response was swift, his tone unwavering. “Dearie, not everything I want you to do will be fair. Just listen and do as you’re told.” His footsteps echoed as he closed the distance, bold strides carrying him toward you. His tuxedo jacket was impeccably tailored, and he adjusted the sleeves with a flick of his wrist.

“I need you to come to the hotel with me,” Alastor continued, his crimson eyes piercing. “Help me persuade the princess to listen to me more.” His fist clenched, and a surge of green energy erupted from his palm. “Can you do that for me?”

You nodded.

His smile was unsettling, a blend of charm and menace. “Excellent, dear,” Alastor murmured.

Your smile stretched as Lucifer's eyed you–He recognized you.

Charlie’s cheerful introduction echoed in the room, and you gracefully stood, leaving the bar behind.

“And this is Alastor's wife! (Y/n)” Charlie said happily

 Your hand extended toward Lucifer,

“Lucifer,” you greeted, your voice a velvet whisper. “Long time no see, old friend.” 

As your fingers brushed his, the chandelier above swayed, then plummeted, shattering into shards. Lucifer flinched, his gaze darting to the wreckage. But your smile only widened, revealing your sharp teeth.

Retracting your hand, you moved past him, joining Alastor’s side.

Lucifer bangs covered his eyes, his smile bared his teeth as he fist clenched on his staff 

“haha..alrighty then” He said lowly  

The blare of a trumpet was heard making you put your ears down

“Looks like you could use some help” Lucifer said swiping his cane in the air making Alastor and You dodge it, as he moved Charlie away from the both of you 

“From the Big Boss of Hell himself!

Check out Daddy's glowing reviews on Yelp” 

Mini little puppets appeared around Charlie, you kept your arms crossed watching him sing about the same thing he always does..the things he could promise 

“Who needs buspeople?” he asks, snapping his finger. The scenery morphed, reality bending to his whims.

You, now changed, were in a crisp standard waitress outfit, balancing a silver platter on one hand as Charlie sat beside your standing figure.

Standing at Charlie other-side was Alastor, he was in a server outfit pouring red wine into a chalet for Charlie

 Lucifer’s voice cut through the air

“Now that you got the chef!” 

The ground shifted below you before Alastor and you plummeted into a colossal frying pan. The impact jarred your bones, but you landed on your back—luckier than Alastor, who fell face-first, his ears pinning back in probably discomfort 

The scene shifted, reality bending like a mirage.

You groaned, your normal size restored. Revenge simmered within you;surely you had to get him back for him messing around with you..?

Lucifer’s pitch lacked conviction. His promises were half-hearted. 

(f/c) swirls manifested around you–Both you and Alastor vanished, then reappeared before Lucifer, neon colors exploding from your very essence as he finished his song note

Slinging an arm around Lucifer, you feigned warmth, as if about to embrace him. But instead, you pushed him toward Alastor

“Who’s been here since day 1?” Alastor sang to Charlie, catching Lucifer. The red demon’s smile, as he shoved Lucifer aside and out of the way

You manifested on Charlie's side, you clouded her vision from seeing Alastor shove her father with your mock nun attire that clung to your curves perfectly it caught her attention, you held your hands in a mock prayer 

“Who’s been faithful as a nun?” you asked, raising an eyebrow leaning towards her smiling.

Red theater curtains swirled around and engulfed the both of you–before swiping open, the curtain revealing a big stage bathed in warm light. You and Alastor both stood at its center, the spotlight capturing every move. 

“Who makes you chuckle with an old timey pun?” You questioned out hip bumping Alastor as you waved your finger back and forth shutting one eye as you looked up to a smiling Charlie who was seating in the audience. Her smile was radiant. She leaned forward, caught in the theatrical magic.

You and Alastor materialized on opposite sides of her, your voices harmonizing.

“Your executive producer~!”

Elbowing her playfully as Alastor wrapped a arm around her, Charlie’s laughter echoed, and the scene shifted seamlessly.

“That’s true!” Charlie exclaimed, glancing from Alastor to you.

 “He’s your guy!” You said appearing as a small shoulder angel infront of Charlie’s face “Your day-to-day!”Another little angel version of you winked. “Your chum!” Another version of you butted-in moving the first two a bit to the side as it pointed to Alastor

The scene shifted to the three of you guys working the front desk behind a busy hotel lobby “Your steadfast hotelier~!” You said as guests hurried by, their requests and complaints blending into a cacophony.

“Why, remember when he fixed that clog today?” you said raising a eyebrow before putting your hand to your chin. Alastor, sleeves rolled up, as he pulled Nifty out of a stubborn toilet. The cyclops grateful voice echoed as a once clogged toilet started to flush 

“I was stuck! Thank you, sir,” Nifty had exclaimed. Alastor, still holding Nifty, patted her head with a smirk as you mirrored it, watching Charlie with her close eye smile. 

 “Oh you” She replied holding her cheek 

Alastor stepped forward, spinning Charlie with practiced ease.

“I am truly honored that we built such a bond” Alastor said looking at Charlie from now on top the staircases as neon faces of them lit up 

“Aww” Charlie replied 

You appeared on Charlie's side leaning in, one hand on Charlie’s shoulders, sincerity in your eyes. “You’re like the child we wished we had,” you sang, your voice a gentle lullaby.

“Uhhh, what?”Lucifer’s voice interrupted from below the set of stairs.

Your eyes shot to him with a flash of a smirk spreading on your face for him to see and disappearing, did you strike a nerve? 

Seating yourself at the edge of a bed, you looked down at a tucked-in Charlie. Alastor stood beside you, his hand on your shoulder. Together, you painted the picture of an unconventional loving family—the perfect family picture for Lucifer to have ingrained in his head. 

“We care for you just like a daughter we spawned,” you said, patting Charlie’s head. Her eyes closed, as she relaxed into the makeshift embrace.

But Lucifer’s protest echoed. “Hold on NOW!” he shouted, disrupting the scene. You grabbed Charlie’s arm, pulling her out of bed. Spinning her, you cheered on her dance moves, and Alastor’s amused voice joined the chorus.

“Its little funny” You heard Alastor say— “You can almost say were your” Alastor’s voice trailed off as he grabbed both Charlie and you, spinning you both with one arm. He positioned you next to his side, placing Charlie in front of both of you. “Parentsssss,” he drawled, dragging out the word. His wicked gaze turned toward Lucifer, and you mirrored his smile, snapping your head to Lucifer before returning to your regular expression looking at Charlie 

Suddenly you heard the noise of a violin playing..you looked to Lucifer seeing him play a golden one rather aggressively towards Alastor and you 

You raised your eyebrow looking at Lucifer, as he was taking bold strides towards the both of you, before he got too close, a piano materialized in front of you as you heard your husband voice cut through the air 

“Take it away dear!” Seating down, cracking your knuckles. Your fingers danced across the keys, and you shut your eyes, lost in the music–focus on upstaging Lucifer

Playing the last key, the final note harmony was shattered–you cringed at the noise you were hearing. It sound like a instrument being crushed, your shoulders tensed to the loud sharp noise–your deer ears flickering back and forth in annoyance. You peered your head over your shoulders too see Lucifer with squinted eyes and the purposely crush instrument above his head. As you squinted back, the lights around both of you flickered before shutting off completely.

Thinking the little singing battle was over you heard, a rhythmic beat filling the air.

“They say when you’re looking for assistants,” Alastor began, as large books started to descend onto Charlie’s back as she struggled to keep them up

“It’s smart to pick the path of less-,” you continued for Alastor, as both your figures manifested tendrils from the ground

As Alastor and you sang out

“Resistances~!”

As the tendrils thickened before lifting the heavy books off of Charlie back with ease 

Lucifer interjected, “Others say in your needy hour. There’s no substitute for pure–angelic–POWER!!!.” With a spread of his wings, he flew briefly before landing near Charlie with a crazed look, gripping his staff tightly

“Whose is also your blood!”

As Lucifer approached Charlie closely, you stepped between them, easily grabbing her attention.

“Sadly there are times where a birth parent” As both Charlie and you appeared in a higher location looked down on Lucifer as you did a thumbs down motion “Are a dud” A trap door beneath him swung open, sending him plummeting into a black void.

“They say the family you choose” Alastor said appearing on Charlie’s otherside as little images of Angel, Nifty, Husk and Sir Pentious appeared around you three “Are often better!” 

“What a bunch of,” Lucifer interjected, popping up and shoving Alastor aside with his staff.

“LOSERS!”

You watched standing next to Charlie as Alastor hip bumped Lucifer “Can you butt out of my song?” He questioned watching Lucifer stumble forward 

“Your song?!” Lucifer countered, walking back towards Alastor and standing on his tiptoes, pointing at himself. “I started this!”

“I’ll finish it,” Alastor quickly replied, leaning down towards Lucifer as they both bumped heads, their razor-sharp teeth bared, growling like wild animals.

“OH! YOu tacky, piece of SHI–”Lucifer’s sentence was cut short as the door suddenly burst open.

Alastor and Lucifer both pausing their yelling at one another as they both turned their heads to the noise..really everyone did

A small but recognizable figure appeared at the door, prompting an internal eye roll from you.

“It’s me!” she sang out, wagging her finger and bouncing her hip. “Yes, it’s me! I know you were all waiting for me!” Confetti flew as if from thin air.

“It’s ME!” she exclaimed, now on the second floor, jumping from the railing and landing on her knees, sliding a bit on the floor. “MIMZYYY!” she proclaimed, taking in some big breaths after her energetic entrance.

“Who?” Lucifer asked after a moment, confusion written all over his face as he raised one eyebrow.

FIN!!!

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[etherealxwitch]

You're Mine

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Summary: Eddie is tired of the men at your job and decides to take matters into his own hands, to show you that you're his.

Warnings: SMUT (minors DNI), mentions of a bar fight/blood, posessive!eddie, use of pet names, semi public sex, teasing, oral (f and m receiving), dirty talk, degradation, praise, fingering, squirting, ball play, orgasm denial, spanking, hair pulling, choking, creampie

WC: 4.1K

(first fic in a bit! hope yall enjoy!)

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You could feel Eddie’s eyes follow you around the bar, watch every move you make and the men make. This wasn’t the first time he had caught men obviously flirting with you, slipping their hand around your waist as they asked for another beer or shot you a wink. 

For the most part, Eddie kept his composure. You could tell he was angry by the grip he had on his beer, his knuckles turning white. What set him over the edge though was the second some random slipped a twenty dollar bill into your back pocket, swatted your ass, making a whole show about how he got to touch you.

You nodded and just gave the man a tight smile, trying your best not to slap him silly. You already know what’s coming for him, Eddie already standing up for the barstool. 

“Fuck this.” Eddie takes the last swig of his beer before he stomps over to you. He grabs the hand that’s on your ass and bends it back, laughing when the man winces in pain. “Do you like touching things that don’t belong to you?”

It all happened so quick after that- punches were thrown, and you were in complete shock. Not shocked that Eddie was causing a scene, shocked by how wet you were becoming after seeing Eddie beat a guy up for touching you.

He had a bloody nose, it dripping down his lips. He licked away, a smirk on his face. “Next time, watch your fucking hands.” Eddie grabbed your hand and gently dragged you out of the bar.

“Baby, I still have to work.” You tried to protest, even though your body wanted to be closer than him. 

He scoffed, opening the van’s back doors. “I think that little fight may have just got you fired.” He helped you inside, your back immediately hitting the van floor. “Plus, I need to show you who you belong to.” 

Eddie quickly jumped in after you, slamming the doors behind him.

You leaned up on your elbows to get a good look at him. “Oh, is that so?” You were toying with him, knowing that it would make it more fun for you. “Do I need reminding?”

“You wanna play that game?” Eddie was already shaking off his vest and leather jacket, leaving him in just his old jeans and a band tee. “I think you need all the reminding you can get,” he leaned over you, his whole body engulfing yours. His lips were pressed by your ear, your breath fanning over it. “Need to remind you who can exactly make you cum as hard as you can, sweetheart.”

Eddie has barely even touched you, yet you were craving more. Just having him this close, pressed to your body was having your cheeks heat up and your thighs clenching together. He’d always have this effect on you, but you’re not sure you’ll ever get used to it. 

“Trust me, I know how hard you can make me cum.” You bucked your hips up, grinding against his thigh. You needed to feel something, anything. “But, why don’t you show me anyways? I know how much you love when I make a mess for you.”

His bottom teeth caught his bottom lip as you grinded against his thigh. There was no doubt in his mind that you were soaked and he sensed it. Sensed that you needed more of his touch. 

“I’m gonna show you, don’t worry.” He kissed his way from your ear to your lips, licking along your bottom one.

It was sloppy, tongues rubbing against each other and teeth clanking. The beer and cigarette he had earlier lingered on his tongue, letting it flood your tastebuds.

You didn’t complain though, you loved the taste.

Eddie was selfish with this kiss, sucking the air from your body and claiming your lips as his. When he pulled away he gave you a soft smile. He looked at you as your lips were swollen and wet, pouting out for more.

In a swift movement, Eddie had your pants and panties down your legs, throwing them to the side and forgetting about it. His thumbs spread your pussy lips apart, your slick connecting them. His brown eyes stared down at awe at the fact that you were so wet this quick. 

“I’ve barely even touched you and you’re this wet?” He kissed your inner thigh, biting down and sure to leave a mark for later. “What did it for you? Was it me fighting that guy?” 

Your fingers tangled in his hair, looking down at him with hope in your eyes. He was so close to where you wanted him and the urge to just grind on his face was slowly taking over. “Uhuh, you looked so fucking hot and I couldn’t help myself.”

Eddie playful scoffed, the cold air from his breath hitting your swollen clit. You slightly arched your back, the feeling making you needier.

“How pathetic.” His calloused thumb barely ghosted over your hole eliciting a moan from you. “Is this my pussy?

“Y-yes, yes, it’s yours.” You maintained eye contact with him as you said it, wanting him to know how much you meant it. 

Without warning, he curled two fingers into your pussy. You could hear just how wet you were, and feel it too. The squelching sound echoing off the van walls. 

“I can’t hear you, baby.” He kept curling his fingers, hitting your g-spot with each thrust. To add fuel to the growing fire, he wrapped his pink lips around your clit, sucking harshly. 

You threw your legs over his head and pulled at his hair. “S-shit, Eddie! Yours! I’m yours, every part of me is yours.” You could barely catch your breath. 

Eddie pulled his mouth away with a pop!, a huge smirk plastered on his smug face. “Now, was that so hard?”

He didn’t give you time to answer, his lips finding home again around your clit. The moans were just flowing out of you now. His fingers hit deeper and deeper with each curl. You could feel the fingers of his free hand dig into the doughy flesh of your thigh, leaving behind little crescent indentions in their wake.

The shaking of Eddie’s head, the pulling of your clit was making you see stars. 

“Jesus Christ-,” your back was completely arched off the van floor. Could you finish a thought at this moment? Barely, it’s like you were exploding from the inside out.

You quickly took off your shirt and threw it behind you, Eddie’s free hand finding one of your nipples and giving it a pull. “Y-yes! Right there!”

Eddie pulled away from your clit again, his chin covered in your slick. “Yeah? Here?” He leaned forward, adding another finger before attaching his lips to your hard nipple. 

Between his fingers and his mouth working on you, you knew that your orgasm would come quickly, and that it did. 

You heard it before you felt it. All the built up tension finally let go as you squirted over Eddie’s fingers. “Oh my god! Fuck.” You threw your head back, barely able to hold yourself up. 

“That’s it, fucking squirt for me.” Eddie’s fingers kept moving, not letting up once even after you came. “Such a messy girl.”

“I- holy shit,” you finally opened your eyes, Eddie’s jeans covered in your squirt. 

You blushed at him, even more so when he pulled out his fingers and licked them clean. Not a drop left to be seen. He didn’t give you time to react much more, his fingers sliding against your tongue. “Taste how good you are for me.”

With greed, you licked the wet fingertips with your tongue. Making eye contact with him the whole time, you slid your tongue between his first and his middle finger, collecting what you could. You could hear his breath hitch in his throat as you sucked his fingers further into your mouth, gagging a little. 

“Fuck,” Eddie watched you, the way your bobbed your head to suck on his fingers. As he watched you swallow his fingers, his cock grew harder, if that was even possible. “You want something in your mouth that bad?”

You pulled away and nodded your head fast, maybe too fast. “Yes,” you sat up as best as you could on your knees and pushed Eddie to his back. “Let me suck your cock, please.” 

“Look at you, begging for it.” He grabbed your hair in a makeshift ponytail and pulled you closer to him, forcing your head right in front of his front bulge. “You want it? Take it.”

You didn’t have to be told twice, excitement running through your body. Quickly, you undid his belt, pulling his shirt up just a bit to kiss over his happy trail. You could feel his stomach muscles tighten under your touch.

With his pants now pooled around his ankles, you could tease him. You kissed down his happy trail, stopping right above his boxers just to make him squirm. 

“My cock isn’t going to suck itself,” the hand in your hair tightened, causing you to bite back a moan. “You’re the one who wanted my cock so bad, remember? I’m giving it to you, don’t make me regret it.”

Eddie lifted his hips, helping you pull down his boxers. His very hard cock sprang forward, slapping against his stomach with a wet sound. His cock was red, throbbing, and leaking with precum. Your mouth watered, needing a taste that bad.

He grabbed the base of his cock, tapping the tip of it against your lips. “Open wide for me, baby.” 

You did as told, not ever needing to be told twice. You rolled your tongue over the leaky slit, collecting the salty precum and swallowing it with a smile on your face. “You always taste so good.” Your lips trailed kisses across his cock, pressing them to his most sensitive places. 

Eddie grabbed the back of your head, holding you in place. “There we go, that’s a good girl.” 

You sucked on the mushroom shape tip, hollowing your cheeks, and closing your eyes. Eddie threw his head back against the small pile of clothes, basking in the feeling of your warm mouth. “Shit, your mouth was made to have something in it.”

The way you bobbed your head, his cock sliding down your throat, he was in heaven. 

You gagged around his cock, tears slowly falling down your cheek but you kept pushing. Wanting him to use you like a fleshlight. 

His cock hit the back of your throat and he moaned out, pulling at your hair to push your head deeper. You could barely breathe with how full your mouth was, stuffed to the brim of cock. So into pleasing him that you forgot to breathe, your lungs burning for air. 

“O-oh fuck, baby.” His voice was high pitched, his balls wetly settling against your chin as he bucked up into your mouth. He pulled your head up, giving you a chance to breathe and for him to catch how ruined your makeup was. 

Salvia trailed from your lips to his cock, connecting the two of you. “Don’t forget to come up for air now.”

You just rolled your eyes and attached your mouth back to his cock, giving him no time to protest. Your hand reached down between his legs and the second you cupped his balls into your warm hands, he almost came right down your throat. He leaned up off the van floor to watch you, his brown eyes hooded and dark with lust. 

You had him in the palm of your hands, literally. 

Kissing down his cock, you licked the thick vein on the underside of it. Mentally, you pat yourself on the back when you hear Eddie gasp. 

“Think these need some attention, yeah?” You winked at Eddie before sucking one of his heavy, cum filled balls into your mouth. 

Eddie’s hold on your hair tightens, making you whine with his ball in your mouth. “Let me see those eyes.” 

You looked up at him with hazy eyes. Your makeup was smeared, spit pooled at the corner of your mouth. Eddie’s cock rested on your forehead, you looked so wrecked. Under his gaze, the glassy eyes and desperate whines were simply perfect, a heavenly sight. His passion for ruining you broke every limit inside his head. Eddie was addicted to turning you into a wet, sticky mess.

The second you grabbed his cock to pump it, you could feel the throb of it in your hand. You sucked the other ball into your mouth, keeping up the pace of your hand. 

His balls bounced in your mouth from how fast you were pumping his cock. You squeezed at the tip and felt more precum dribbling, coating your fingers in a sticky mess. 

“Mmm,” you couldn’t say much, your mouth stuffed, but the taste of Eddie was just too good to be quiet about. 

Nothing could compare to the feeling of his soft but heavy balls hitting against tongue, causing spit to splash across your face. 

With Eddie, you were always willing to get messy. You never cared, always wanting to please him. 

You pulled away, rolling your tongue to give his balls something to bounce against. Eddie could barely concentrate on anything, the pleasure becoming overwhelming. “My good slut- fuck.”

The schlick sound of Eddie’s precum mixed with your spit was the only thing that could be heard. Eddie couldn’t even let out a moan, his brain completely fuzzy. 

Just before he was about to cum, you pulled off with a pop! and a mischievous smile on your face. 

“You think that’s funny?” Eddie used his strength to push you onto your back, his body pressing into yours. He grabbed your cheeks, forcing you to look at him. “I asked you a question.” 

“So funny.” You pulled his shirt off the rest of the way, tracing your fingers down his chest. “Don’t you think it’s funny?” 

Eddie gripped the undersides of both your thighs, pushing them back until your legs were pressed to your chest. He had you folded up as if you were a pretzel, and you loved it. “Let’s see how funny you find it when you’re begging me to cum.”

You bit your lip in anticipation for what would come next. Eddie was the only one who could leave you speechless, snatching your breath away. He was a box of surprises.

He tapped the hefty tip of his cock to your clit, a whine escaping your lips. “Eddie…” You were desperate to feel him inside you, to feel his cock throb and ruin your hole.

Playfully, he scoffed and smacked at your thigh. “Look, you’re already begging for it.” He slowly slid just the tip into your soaked pussy, letting you get a small taste of what was about to come. “God dammit, you’re always so tight for me.”

You grabbed at his forearms, trying to hold yourself as best as you could. He was barely inside of you and your body was already craving more, wanting him to ruin you. “Please fuck me. Can’t you feel how bad I need it?”

Eddie dropped your legs, giving you a chance to wrap them around his waist and pull him deeper inside you. “Oh my god, yes. Just like that, Eddie.” 

Your eyes closed slowly at the feeling of him filling you up, balls deep.

“You’re soaked, sweetheart.” His teeth were clenched, your pussy clenching his cock and taking him for all he had.

He slowly pulled out, only to quickly slam back in. His thrusts were knocking the wind from your body. The only thing you were able to do was to grip at the van floor behind you, looking for anything to steady yourself.

“Yeah, fucking take it.” Eddie rested his forehead against yours, watching closely as your face showed just how much you loved his cock driving into pussy. “This is what you wanted, huh?”

“Uhuh! I wanted it so bad.” It felt like you were on fire, Eddie’s cock hitting the right spot each time.

You felt his ringed hand grip at your neck, giving it a tight squeeze just enough to cut off some of your air. “Say my name.” 

“I-,” your mind was blank, the only thing you were able to focus on was the pleasure coursing through your body.

“I fucking said,” Eddie pulled out and slammed back in, this time hard enough to jolt your body. His balls squished against your ass. “Say my fucking name.”

Your nails raked down his back, red lines following them. “Eddie, fuck.”

He laughed sadistically, his hand slapping at your cheek. It stung, but you liked the pain. 

“I can’t hear you, pretty girl.” Eddie gripped your chin and forced your eyes to look at his face. His hair was a sweaty mess and his cheeks were flushed. “I want everyone inside that bar to know who is fucking you so good for everyone- shit, for everyone to know who you belong to.” 

The second he let go of your chin and pinched at your clit, you let out a throaty moan of his name. “Eddie! Baby, oh my-.” His name fell from your lips over and over like a prayer. The melodic mewls only fueled his need, you were his favorite tune

“That’s my good girl.”

You could barely hold it on any longer, the pleasure flooding your body. Your orgasm was fast approaching, your toes curling and your legs shaking around Eddie’s waist; but he wasn’t having it, not yet.

He quickly pulled out, just as your pussy gave him one last clench. You were trying to catch your breath enough to complain to him. 

“Not that funny now, is it?” He gave you a toothy grin before leaning down and giving you a wet kiss. 

You bit his bottom lip, hard enough to probably draw some blood. Eddie groaned inside his mouth, loving the feeling of you biting his lip and his mushroom tip cock nudging at your clit. 

As your tongue rolled against his, you tangled your fingers into his hair, giving a nice tug. His teeth pulled at your bottom lip and let it plop back into place. 

“Can I cum now?” You reached between the two of your sweaty bodies to grab his cock, softly massaging the tip. “Don’t you want to feel it?” You batted your eyelashes at him knowing he can’t resist when you do it. 

With ease, Eddie grabbed the curve of your hip and flipped you over. Your knees now pressed to the floor and your ass pointed into the air. 

Eddie’s hand ghosted over the globe of your ass, smoothing your supple skin. “Never gonna get over this view.” He raised his hand back and gave you a nice spank, making you whine and squeeze your eyes shot and the slight sting. “Can’t wait to see this bouncing on my cock.”

You swayed your hips back and forth, barely feeling his cock against your skin. Just the brush of his cock against your clit was enough to make your skin crawl in such a good way.

“I need you inside me,” you reached between your legs and grabbed at his cock, running it through your folds. Your mouth went dry at how sensitive you were, feeling as if you might already cum. “Just want to be full of your cum.” 

“Yeah?” Eddie swatted your hand away and grabbed at your hips. He pulled you back and lined himself up perfectly with your wet and needy hole, sliding in until his balls were pressed right against your clit. “Shit-“

You hid your face in your hands, muffling your sounds. “Yes, you fill me so good!” Eddie’s cock fit perfectly inside you, this position making him hit deeper than before.

“Don't be so shy now. You weren't when you were begging for my cock, pathetic slut." His rough hand grabs a handful of your hair, lifting your head by it so he can hear you clearer. "Now, if you want to cum, I’m gonna have to hear you, sweetheart."

You let out a soft whine when Eddie slowly pulled out of your pussy, leaving just the tip in. You could feel each vein on his cock and just how it throbbed for you. 

With his other hand, Eddie grabbed your hip and pulled you down into his cock, letting out a groan. “T-told you I wanted to see your ass bounce.”

Slowly, you rolled your hips, looking for any sort of rhythm. You were so ready to cum before, but you knew if you even tried it without permission, it would make things harder for you. 

“Y-you’re so deep.” Each bounce or roll of your hips was sending Eddie’s cock right into your g-spot. Your toes were curling and you clenched around his cock, hoping to make him stay right at that spot. 

“Fuck, squeeze my cock just like that, baby.” Eddie pressed his sweaty forehead against your back. He placed gentle kisses along your skin, his teeth scraping at it just a bit. “Being so good, taking my cock like a good girl.”

That name had you letting out a pornographic moan, like your breath was being pulled from your lungs. “Say that again, please…” 

“What?” Eddie knew what you meant, he just wanted you to wait longer. 

He kissed his way up to your ear, his teeth now nibbling on your earlobe. He lowered his voice, just enough that it was barely a whisper. “Good girl.” 

Just as the words left his mouth, he thrusted into you. He wasn’t letting up either. His hips were pistoning, his cock driving into you, making you drop all over him and mess a mess. 

“Yes! Right there, Eddie- oh my god.” You could feel it, feel your orgasm coming. “Please let me cum! I-.” Your thighs were shaking, not able to finish your sentence.

Eddie was just out of breath as you, your pussy was taking him for all he had and he was willing to give it. “Tell me who you belong to again, baby.” He wrapped a hand around your body and quickly found your clit, rubbing fast and tight circles. “Tell. Me.” 

“I belong to you!” You barely finished your sentence before your whole body shook. You could feel yourself squirt onto his cock, all over his balls, and down your legs. The burn in your throat from moaning didn’t hurt, pleasure consuming you. The feeling didn’t stop, even after your vision had gone completely blurry. 

You clenched around Eddie’s cock as you came, pulling the deepest groans from him. “Milk my fucking cock, baby.” The grip he had on your hair tightened and you knew he was close. “Gonna fill you up, I know you’d like that.”

He throbbed inside you, your pussy milking just like he said. "You don't even have to answer. You're just a needy slut who wants to be nothing but cumdrunk." Somehow through all this, he kept his composure. His own orgasm is important to him now.

You nodded your head, your voice too hoarse from before. 

One more slam of his hips had Eddie spilling into you, filling you completely up until it was dripping out of you. “F-fucking take it.” He let go of your hair and grabbed both of your hips, digging his nails into the skin. “Just like that, y-yeah.”

He stayed inside of you until he had nothing left, being too weak to move. 

You fell to the van floor below you, your body spent and your pussy sore. “That- that was amazing.” You slowly turned your head to the side and saw Eddie smirking down at you, his eyes droopy and his skin red. “You’re amazing.” 

Eddie slowly pulled out and watched his cum drip from your pussy, a proud smirk on his face. “Don’t think we’re done just yet.” He looked for the clothes that had been thrown around earlier. “But we should get out of here before someone calls the cops from all the screaming you’ve been doing. 

“We aren’t done?” You looked at him with confusion written all over his face. Hadn’t you proved to him that you belong to him already or was he just toying with you and your pussy?

He leaned over and kissed your forehead, a total contrast to all the things he had just done to you. “Oh no,” he shook his head and laughed at the dumbfounded look on your face. “We aren’t going to be done until you’re crying on my cock and begging me to stop.”

As sore as you were, you felt yourself get wet all over again just from the thought of what he had planned. You were in for a long night, but you and your body are always willing to take whatever Eddie had in store.

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[silly-circus]

★SillyString’s story/background★

(Way long overdue lmao and long I’m so sorry guys, also made some edits because I wanted to word some things better)

I want to start off by saying she is me, me is she(Im not sure if I made it clear or not so apologies I’m kinda dumb🫰). I say “her” in my posts instead of “me” because idk it feels right since I make her look differently than I actually do. Even so, we share the same name and I do the clown look all the time when I go out to places that I get an excuse to🧍‍♂️so really it is just me but anyway,,, time to begin! This is my first time actually writing this out so I’m sorry if it’s formatted and explained terribly

First off, Silly String is my persona’s clown name. She came up with it herself, everything else was Pennywise’s idea. She was originally a human, and still looks like one and has the appetite of one(when she changed Pennywise assumed she would want to eat people. He was wrong.) She lived in texas(yee-honk) before moving to Maine literally because she thought “why not?” and ended up in good old Derry. Her life growing up wasn’t terrible, but it wasn’t the best. She was always into odd and strange things, or things that most would find creepy(clowns. Love clowns. They’re so cool) so she was kinda outcasted from others at a young age but soon people learned to just let her live in peace which of course she was happy about. She did manage to make some friends, solidarity. After moving, she continued pursuing freelance photography and painting, but her full time job is as a barista in a local coffee shop(wow, how interesting💀).

The way that she met Pennywise was kinda stupid. All she was doing was taking photos of the local wildlife and next thing you know a kid is running by before she notices a fucking weird ass clown creature from hell charging straight towards her(she still snapped a photo before running). He does catch up to her and jumps her. How she managed to not get away, but the kid did, don’t ask me. She survived, her camera unfortunately did not(he gets her a new one eventually guys trust).

since then, they kept bumping into each other. He does try to kill her again but she kept managing to escape him(pissed him off more and more each time) but soon enough he starts to chill out and basically decides to learn more about her. The more she realized he was going to not continuously try eat her every time he visited she would start asking him questions about who he was as an entity and where he came from. It does start out as a weird friendship where he would mess with her at work or appear out of literally no where to hang around. He does start to enjoy her company and watching her do normal, human things since her doing it made it seem entertaining. After a while of slowly getting closer and closer they become loving parters yay(she was still human at this time).

Fast forward and they get “married” which they really call their “eternal binding.” Basically what it means is that she became a part of him. As in if he dies, she dies. She unfortunately didn’t gain any cool shape shifting and such, she just gets to live and thrive as long as he does. When it first happened she was having a hard time with it simply because she’s going to outlive everyone she knows and will continue to, but over time she made her peace with it and saw it as a privilege to watch the world change around her and of course stay with her beloved.

Also the year they met was set in the 1980s, or honestly it could be any time after that or something I don’t know yall get creative I’m just going with the flow.

That is it :) sorry again this is long, and I hope every one has a good day/night(it’s 3 am why do I do this to myself). I also hope you guys continue to follow along with me on their lover clown journey :D

AND- little sneak peek of an upcoming piece I’m working on for Mermay 😙

[packedlunchmeat]

HIYAAAAA!!!! I took some silly requests from my friends. They gave me all sorts of guys to doodle. So if you recognize any of these guys start screaming and shouting and doing fun little dances okay it’ll be awesome and I’ll cheer you on. :3.

I did this MOSTLY as a test to mess around with face shapes, such as noses, jawlines, eyes, but also just a way to exercise how i draw characters im not used to so please enjoy omg. Eat up. And againnnn tell me if you love how i drew your fav! ANYWAY. HERE YALL GO!!! And check out my other art if you wanna!

I will add i was just so excited over how siffrin looked in my style. Also that’s like. My own yummy take on haru okumura. I hope you think it slays and is cool :3

Only knew two of these guys can u guess which ones i know by how i drew them /j

Also pikmin.

[smilingangel582]

Hiii I got a request... sorry for not taking any! I got too much on my plate actually hehe but it's selfish to say so.

Anywayyy I got a lee!Umemiya request ( It might have spelling errors) and hope yall enjoyyy this selfish otaku's writing!

Thank u!

Warning spoilers for Windbreaker

Ume-chan's turn!

Bofurin's leader, Umemiya Hajime, is as strong as the rumours say. Sakura has seen everything about him during the Shishitorens clash days ago. He wonders how someone could possibly become the top, and Umemiya is the one to show him...

However...

"Ahhhh ahhh! Sugishita I told you to water the other set!"

What the hell is he doing summoning people just so he can show his 'grass'?

Umemiya Hajime is weird...

Hiragi growled now clicking his tongue as he grabbed Umemiya by the collar to drag him back to the centre. "Oi baka-memiya! I told you to pay attention to others! You summoned Tamon teams group just to show off your tomatoes?"

Umemiya dramatically gasped. "Nooo!" Then adds as he gestures to the radishes." I wanna show off these babies!

"Seriously, Umemiya is..." Sakura groans his brow, twitching, and that's when Sugishita steps in with snarl, raising his fist to threaten Sakura (not like he's actually gonna hit Umemiya's precious two coloured Sakura)

"Sugiiishitaa! What did I tell you about starting fights with Sakura!" Umemiya jabbed his side causing Sugishita gasp and whimper like an offended puppy nodding both in mental and physical pain.

"Aww, but you're sweet, always helping your big brother! Come hereeee!"

Tackling the tall long-haired guy, he began tickling him. Sugishita barely fights back his snickers and rare happy noises. Probably because he's a fanatic... Sakura just clicked his tongue.... murmuring "Childish"

Suo smiles playfully, "But very cute... they are like brothers..."

Hiragi eye rolls, now grabbing Umemiya and stopping the fun, "Well our dear leader, why don't you have a taste of yer own medicine!"

"Eh? A-Ah! Hiraaagii??" Suddenly bright childish laughter spills from Umemiya, now squirming and trying to push those nimble hands of Hiragi. Despite his growl and irritated expression, he genuinely seems to enjoy it.

Sakura blush, the leader of bofurin is... ticklish?

Suo claps happily in a graceful way, "Ooh Sakura look at that... our big brothers are really having fun"

Sakura's ears turned red in embarassment, "W-whatever! Just silly!"

Hiragi snapped and Umemiya still mercilessly tickling Umemiya who was begging and giggling like a child, "You bastard... I respect ya but I also hate ya so much that I wanna...! Ugh damn it you are so annoying"

"HIhihihirahahagi jahahaha! Sohohohorry buhuhuhuhut ihihihihihi lohohohove thehehehe nehehehew plants!"

Gritting his teeth, "stop talking or yer gonna make things worst!" He scribbles his hips which made Umemiya cackle, "Ahahaha ok ok! Ihihihihi wohohoont! Ahahaha mehehehercy!"

Hiragi shook his head, glaring playfully, "Noo noo all those times you messed with us... this..." he raised his hands to tickle his stomach in a swift move "is payback..."

"WAAAAH! ahahaha Hiraaahahagiiii pleheheease!"

Sugishita let's a silent pout, sad that his fun with Umemiya had to be interrupted by Hiragi. Sakura meanwhile snaps at Suo for something snarky and Nirei calming him down despite his own amusement.

"Ha? I just said a leader should be this weak to something so... so..." his voice wavering, flustered, "stupid!"

"But Sakura-kun, you speak as if your immune to this -I quote you, 'stupid' weakness" he looms over Sakura, poking him and making him jump like a wild offended kitten.

"N-no stay away!"

Hiragi stops, knowing Umemiya's had enough as he's flushed and fatigued, lying on the ground, a hand over his eyes, "phew... y-you sure dohohont show mercy Hiragi..."

Hiragi helps Umemiya up, sighing, "Jeez... I seriously don't get you..."

Umemiya grinned, "But come on, I just want to lighten up our little brothers... look.. they already resemble us..." he grins adding with a whisper, "Sakura-kun is ticklish too... isn't that precious?"

Gestures to Suo teasing Sakura by poking his side and discovering something marvelous about their grade captain.

"Don't go attacking the poor guy so fast," Hiragi slaps the back of his head, making Umemiya grin mischievously.

Hiragi shrugged now, staring at the group as well from a distance noticing Sugishita watching them mess with Sakura, "Well, idk about similarities, but at least you two have the same allure to move others. And you both are ticklish..."

Umemiya huffed, "Is that all? I think he's got the heart of a gentle kid like me -ah!" He gasped when Hiragi prodded his side, making him sigh.

"Well, whatever... at least i feel at ease since he's here in furin, " he grinned a little, now wiggling his fingers sneaking towards the first years as he skidded towards them.

"Sakuuuraaa-kuuun, here's a little welcome gift! And gotcha!" He tackles Sakura from behind, beginning a little tickle fight. Despite Umemiya being sensitive as well, Sakura does not know how to fight back.

Hiragi watched fondly, recalling all the times they've fought together and even the times they messed with each other.

Suo and Umemiya joining to wreck the poor Sakura who was hissing and giggling trying to escape the wild tickles.

Bofurin is home... even for him.

(Hey hey hope it's good... kinda got awkward at the end because I don't have anything else to add, and trust me, Ume-chan is the best!)

[madisonthetimewalker]

Finally had some ideas for the gods in Wakfu (but modern AU)

1. Ecaflip and Xelor live together, is it chaotic? Yes but do they care? No.

2. Sadida and Cra actually have a flower shop opened in a nearby town Cra actually enjoys how sadida explains specific plants and sadida likes when Cra helps him with organizing.

3. Osamodas was a bit of a challenge to think about but I can see him opening up a pet daycare of sorts and you can often see some dragons working there to. (Sadly these dragons do not like talking to people.. for some reason)

4. Pandwa has a bar (shocking I know) and actually makes alot of money from it! Although she spends it on very odd decorations.

5. I like to think the gods live in the apartment complex of some sorts. I don’t know how to explain it but bear with me here.

6. Ecaflip and Xelor actually get along quite well. (As seen in some scenes and such) Xelor makes sure ecaflip is organized and not doing stupid things, while ecaflip keeps him in a good mood and such.

7. It’s funny to think some gods don’t really know how to fully do taxes so the best guy to go to is you guessed it enutrof and yes he helps the gods with their bills. Do you really think they are that responsible?

8. Sadida doesn’t like when people mess with his dolls (if you know you know) and mostly makes sure they are safe and sound somewhere.

9. I have a funny headcanon that eniripsa and sacrier are married and live a very happy life together. (I think this is canon)

10. Feca has a cafe shop opened near by as well, she can make a pretty strong coffee.. if you ask nicely of course

11. Sram is actually a chef and he’s very picky about which knifes he uses (he has like a huge collection he’s very proud of) I also believe he has such shitty memory loss that he can’t even remember his own name.

12. Sadida lives a very comfy lifestyle. Often spending time with his “daughters” so to speak, he is a very protective “father” and he makes sure they are healthy and safe (and Cra likes to visit Sadida every now and then and the dolls love her)

13. Xelor often times cannot sleep on his own, due him being a time god I can imagine him having a hard time sleeping or keeping track of time. So ecaflip has to basically knock him out and then put his heavy ass to bed.

14. Cra and ecaflip sometimes talk not a lot but mostly for beauty products and what works best with their appearance.

15. Sram has dementia.

16. Feca is actually very private and has a large shield collection in her house. (Don’t ask how she even got those)

17. Ecaflip is technically considered the 2nd most rich in the group due to him having ecaflip city and many other gambling companies. (Enutrof is not happy with this information.)

18. I have a silly little thing where Sadida actually enjoys Adamai more than yugo (since he yknow worked with dragons and osamodas at one point) it’s noted that Sadida ignores yugo whenever he can.

19. Xelor has an old clock collection in his room, ecaflip is not allowed anywhere near them.

20. Cra actually teaches archery as well in her spare time. Teaching young Cra’s how to properly practice with their new bows.

21. Sram can surprisingly describe how to sharpen a knife and if you do it wrong he goes nuts

22. Ecaflip actually paints his nails whenever he’s bored. There are times where Xelor actually joins in on this and they talk about their day.

Hope yall liked these! I was gonna make some insert modern AU shenanigans but I really wanted to do this as well! Difficult choices I know but a few people wanted to know more about the gods and goddess and how they live in the modern world. SOOOO ENJOY!!!

[pikorizzes]

Hello~! ＼(^_^)／

So today! I'll show my Lenmiku/Mikulen One-shot that i wrote </3! Hope yall enjoy it...!

Let me do some introduction plspls Lenku, highschool + valentine's day oneshot?!?!?! :

Kagamine Len: A boy who's around of 170 cm (5'7), has very spiky and soft blonde hair. 2nd year student. Younger twin. Cold-blooded Tsundere. 16 y.o

Kagamine Rin: A girl who's around of 165 cm (5'5) has a short blonde hair, shorter hair than len's hair. Also wears hair clips. 2nd year student. Older twin. Hot-headed Tsundere. 16 y.o

Utatane-Senpai (Utatane Piko): A boy who's around of 175 cm (5'9) has longer white-grayish hair. Has mis-matched eyes, 3rd year student. Kuudere. 17 y.o

Hatsune Miku: A girl who's around of 172 cm (5'8), known with her popularity and Piko being her guardian. Deredere. 17 y.o

From oldest to youngest:

MIKU

PIKO

RIN

LEN

It was a rainy day at school, the person looked at the rain. It was heavy, sighing. While looking at the bad weather, the person would fix hair. After all, he wanted to be a good-looking but cold guy in front of her.. His beautiful bluetonic eyes, turned to his classmates. He saw his older twin sister, Rin talking with a senpai. Utatane-senpai, He tried to overhear their conversation.

"Oi-!" Rin pouted at the boy, "Where are you going?!" Rin pulled Utatane-Senpai's ear. Causing the white haired boy gasp,

"Today is V-Valentine's day....You silly..!" Rin replied, "So what---?" Utatane-senpai replied, sighing. Causing Rin to explode within her head.

"Idiot!" Rin slapped the boy, a bit of frustrated, "I....I made chocolate... Based on cats....Ughhh!!!" Rin crossed her arms, "You are really not-so caring cold boy, aren't you?" Rin laughed and tried to mess Piko's hair.

As he watched them indifferently, he thought of her giving him a chocolate box. Though he knew that it was impossible... After all, he was popular with some girls but his popularity can't really beat on her's....Yes, it was Miku. Hatsune Miku. Len had a huge interest in her, not just because of her looks or anything, her personality was the thing he was mesmerized of....

Past.... January 23rd

"Nee, Len-?" Miku said his name, the water-green haired girl smiled with a blush at her face, giggling. Len would sigh, acting very strict and robotic around the girl. Though in reality...His heart was pumping the blood heavily.

"What you want, Hatsune?" Len sighed, keeping his cool status to Miku,

"Just call me as Miku! Not Hastune y'know? Darn it...Len, we are childhood friends remember?" Miku replied. Their beautiful eyes came cross. Miku giggled more and put a random sticker to his face saying 'I love bananas'

"W...What have you done-?" Len asked, there was a small water puddle. He'd see the sticker, looking a bit indifferent to his face. Then he'd turn to Miku, Miku would laugh and say:

"Wwwhaat~?" She said playfully, "Didn't the Mr. I'm very cool guy like his sticker?" Miku looked at him, slightly narrowing her eyes...She smiled at him with showing her teeth. She'd bit her nail which she looked very attractive. Len sighed,

"Ffffineee..." He'd groan, "I really love the sticker you put on my face...It looks so cool Mickey-chan.... I would wear it everyday." Len sounded like he wasn't even that interested in her. He also groaned while saying the sentence. However, the girl didn't care what image that he gave to her. She'd hug his arm while giggling.

"Waaaa~!!! You really love it!!!! I know that expression of yours!!!" Miku giggled, blushing so badly yet her cheeks also got tired of smiling too much...

"H-Hey! Stop this for instant!!" Len yelled at Miku, blushing a bit...Though he didn't want to show Miku...

Now, February 14rd..

Len felt awful for not really showing his true side to Miku, as he thought of her. He placed his hands to the desk, making them into a fist. He was trying to think.... What could he do...? He knew that Valentine's day was supposed to have girls giving chocolate to guys. Len somehow had an idea....! He decided to mess with his bento with Rins in order to give the best 'Valentine Day' suprise to the girl. Then he messed with his twin's backpack....He found the cute pink bento box of Rin's. He saw the cutely designed octopus shaped sausages, eggs with bored faces and some onigiri to balance...He smirked and opened his own box as well, he saw Sashimi, Tamago with narutomaki... He sighed, no wonder why his mother didn't make cute meals for him but to Rin. No matter what it is, Len decided to combine all the bento with Rin's. As if he was creating a new bento. He emptified Rin's bento... Putting all the food to his. Before he closed his sister's lunchbox. He put a note , saying sorry...

As he was trying to put Rin's Bentobox. He dropped it, catching his sister's attention.

"Len-?" Rin looked at him. And saw the bento box of hers. His completely full with food. And she even saw her food on his bento. Rin had a face of disbelief and anger. Len was slightly scared because we all know that how Rin can be angry.... Rin started to walk towards him. Len quickly closed the bento and quickly rushed from table to table.

"YOU ARE SO DEAD, LITTLE BROTHER-!!" Rin replied and started to throw books at him.

"S-SORRY---" Len hesitated and kept running, then with all of his speed . He disappeared from the class 2-C. Rin was about to chase him...But Piko stopped her, showing the note at Rin's bento.

"Here, look at this one. Please." Piko replied to the girl and handed the note...

Dear, My sister Rin

Today is Valentine's Day. You know that...Well, I saw you giving a box of chocolate for Utatane-senpai. I felt my heart sank...You know whom I have a huge, deep crush on....Miku-san. Well, might be shocking. But i indeed love her and see her as the one....Even though how I treat her awfully...I feel a huge connection with her. Sometimes, because of her reckless actions towards me . I want to throw my head to the wall. I love her not just because of her famous but her personality and her beauty that shines my not even shining sun...I'm so sorry for emptifiying your bento...Today seems so crucial for me...Because I'm about to ask Miku out...So please, don't be mad at me...I want to impress Miku like how you did impress Utatane-senpai...And for tomorrow...I'll do anything that you want. Dressing me as a woman or even make your dreams come true...

Your dearest younger twin brother, Len

Rin looked at Piko, smirking. "Did you hear that...~?" She giggled, she had some ideas...

"Hm-?"

"LEN WILL BE MY SLAVE FOR TOMORROW AHGAGAHAGAHA-" Rin said and rolled herself to the ground. Laughing. Piko sighed and rolled his eyes.

"He should stop calling me as 'Utatane-senpai' , I already gave him the permission of calling me as 'Piko-san' " Piko sighed again and touched a piece of hair at his head. Rin realized that Piko wasn't even giving an attention towards her.

"Oi, do you even listen to me-?"

"Huh?"

"Len will be my slave tomorrow! I can't wait to dress you and him as gi-"

"Thanks to the roll that you showed. I saw your panties' color...It's striped orange..."

"YOU PERVER-"

Now with Len, after losing a track of Rin chasing him. He panted. He was tired of running as his breath was cutting down and down. The boy sighed and sat to the ground. Then he saw Miku with a random boy... He felt awful despite the fact that he didn't really show with his face expression. He would hear the conversation.

"He-Hello Mi-Miku!" The random boy said, blushing with the gut he has. Len's eyes widen as he heard more.

"Hello Yakeru-san~!" Miku replied to the boy. Smiling as usual. Miku somehow had an ability to make people blush.

"M-Miku....!" The boy named Yakeru knelt down, giving his hand to Miku. "W-Will you marry with me?!"

As Len heard this, he wanted to get up and punch that guy but he knew that he didn't want to enter to the detention classes so he kept himself cool and whatsoever... Miku laughed at Yakeru's confession.

"S-Sorry for laughing really!" Miku giggled and looked at that boy, "But we are at highschool...You dummy! We can't get married or something...!"

"PLEASE MIKU JUST GRAB MY HAND AND-" Then Miku akwardly laughed as another girl dragged Yakeru. It seems that it must have been Yakeru's girlfriend...

Wow...He did really cheat on her...." Miku thought and she slightly turned her head and saw Len...Which she was actually belonging for.... "LeeeeEEEENNn~!!!" Miku yelled to the boy. And she started to run so that she could sit next to him. Len gasped and hid the bento box... As Miku approached to him, she slowly kneel down and smiled:

"Why are sitting at the ground, Len-kun?" Miku asked, Len looked at her. Again indifferently. "Well... I...I like sitting at the ground and watch the clouds form some new shapes like this feather shaped cloud." Len pointed to the cloud, Miku was amazed because it really looked like a feather...Miku looked at Len,

"You're really amazing....! Len!" Miku replied sat next to him. Len looked at her. Smiling in front of her for the first time, Miku looked at him and screamed. Len was shocked.

"Oh my god! You actually smiled-!" Miku said wanting to hug him. Though her actions were prevented by Len as he didn't want the girl to touch him. "Shut this instantly!!!"

After the huge conflict that happened with Miku and Len. Miku realized what today is...

"Today's Valentine's day...Huh," Miku replied, tucking a part of her hair to her ear. Len nod and sighed, Miku smiled at him softly.

"Soo.... Did you give any chocolate to girls? Len," Miku replied and Len poked her nose with his right hand.

"Idiot. Valentine's day is supposed to have girls giving chocolate or other stuff t-to guys." Len sighed, slightly sounding a bit of angry. But Miku patted his head.

"But that doesn't mean that man can't give presents to their beloved!" Miku giggled, "Well. I didn't really buy a chocolate to the guy i really love...Because....Uhm." Miku hid her face with her hair. Blushing.

"I don't think he will be satisfied..I have a belief that he will be more satisfied if I just kissed him..." Miku giggled and looked at him, kinda looking hurt.

"Eh? Len-?"

"Y...Yeah?" Len hesitated, looking at her.

"You seem...Hurt." Miku stopped hiding her face with her beautiful hair. The girl was scared and worried for him, she touched his cheek. Causing Len to heat up.

"H-Hey... I'm fine...!" Len replied, softly taking Miku's hand from his cheek and he handed the bento box to her. Blushing, "Y...You probably forgot eating s-something...W...Well! This is uhm...My valentine's day gift...F...For..." Len shivered and looked at her deeply, "For you!"

Len opened the bento box of his. It was full of his and Rin's food. Miku was shocked, "W...Well.. Wh...What do you think...?" Len asked to to the girl. Miku hugged him and kissed his cheek.

"Thank y..You. Len," The girl replied. Smiling and took the bento box. Grabbing the bambu chopsticks. Miku grabbed a Sashimi and looked at the boy.

"Wh-Why are you letting me to take the first bite..."

Len asked , hesitating. Miku sighed:

"Len. You are the guy that I belong for...I like you, I love you. Seeing this bento..." Miku looked at the bento. "Makes me happy. No matter what effort you put in this meal. I would always want to the maker's first bite."

Len blushed and was touched by her words and he gladly took the Sashimi to his mouth. After chewing. He gulped.

"Miku....I-I love you too...I know that this may not be the perfect gift for a popular girl like you but i-"

Miku shut him down with her hand and the way she looked at him was promising.

"For me, anything that has been made by you might be the perfect gift for me...Len-kun..."

And with that...Miku enjoyed her food and kissed the boy afterwards...

I HOPE YALL LOVED IT <333

[aizenat]

So like I’m trying to get an idea out about how fandoms are ruining music. One aspect of the many issues in music rn, but this is important because it’s about the artists who get blown up these days. Chappel is literally going to be like ice spice is now by this time next year because yall are fucking not paying attention to MUSIC and ARTISTRY, and you’re falling for gimmicks.

Light skint girl with curly red hair and a fat ass with goofy, stupid rhymes? You blow her up and get her working with the biggest artists in the industry despite not being anywhere near talented enough to be in the same room as those women, and then surprised her debut album was a short hot mess. She NEVER gave anything in the last year and a half to indicate she was capable of ANYTHING more than calling herself miss poopy butt, and you’re surprised she did it like five times on her album? What were you expecting?

But ice didn’t blow up for her music or talent. Be forreal in why she blew up. Be real fucking honest? She blew up because niggas wanted to fuck her. Simple. She was basic, had no real personality you’d have to worry about, no real vision or sound or creativity, just doing dr seuss rhymes to justify a music video of her shaking her ass like a stripper (not even in a bouncy, having fun way like Meg or Glo). And niggas was jerking off to it and wanted more and black girls are so male identified that they fuck with those type of girls in hopes that being cool with them will make niggas wanna fuck with them. Like they can get male approval through osmosis.

I’ve heard more about chappel and her image (gimmick), her supposed attraction to women (again, not new, and funny how much that matters when someone who doesn’t identify as a lesbian does it but yall sleep on lesbians doing that. Again—), how she’s going to “save pop” music (yall said they about Billie, Olivia, Sabrina—); literally everything other than her music. I haven’t heard anything about her lyrics (is she direct, emotional, or more sarcastic and snarky????), what style her music is (pop means nothing in this day and age because trends move so fast that this decade had yet to develop a sound and identity), and what outside of her “drag” performance I should care about (i personally don’t like or enjoy drag, so what else? Is she dancing? Being carried around in an egg a la lady gaga circa 2011? What’s she doing on stage that I should be impressed with?); NOTHING. Instead I hear she’s “intense,” and apparently so amazing that she’s going to single-handedly save the entire industry.

Yeah I can’t trust that. Because that’s the fandom talking. See what I mean? This age of music listeners, which I really learned watching the convos around the Kendrick vs Drake beef, listen to people simply because they’re popping. Now don’t get me wrong, depending on what is being said, I’ll check someone out if I see a certain type of attention. I may even like Chanel’s music if yall could be normal about it. I like seeing what’s trending to see if I can understand the hype. It’s why I listen to Taylor’s albums even though I’m ambivalent about her (though folklore and evermore were amazing and her at her peak imo; confirming to me she does have great strengths in songwriting and potential when she’s not doing whatever midnights and ttpd were). I lowkey love when artists I don’t expect to impress me do. Like okay go ahead. Part of the reason I’m being so silly about Conan Gray’s album is because how much it impressed me! Unpopular conehead opinion, but I didn’t really like Superache, and so I wasn’t sure I’d like this album either but it blew me away! Love that! Solidified me as a fan after his strong debut album! I’m in it now! I’m locked in let’s go! I’m watching bro’s entire career now.

Hell, Fletcher was only good to me for like two songs before this recent album. Like okay white girl, yes I’m buying a ticket to see you perform this shit live the fuck?! The vocals and movement in the arrangements and the lyrics? Killing me softly with this whole album rude!!!!!!

But I’m always going to stand by what I like. If an artist I like drops a project I don’t like, I just pass and patiently wait for the next one (see: lady gagas art pop, Beyonce’s renaissance, most everything Miyavi’s dropped since the others lol, etc). I am a huge Cardi fan and did not listen to her album lol (I was a fan of hers before she needed a plot line to justify her being on love and hip hop). She drop a song I don’t like, I don’t care. I hate WOP to this day despite loving both her and Megan; that’s probably why I was all over Bongos when y’all slept on it because that was a much better collab imo than wop.

But my point is I don’t like an artist and then just like anything and everything they drop because I’m a fan. If they release something I think is trash, I’m calling it trash. But fandom rules dictate that the fandom comes before the project. If you call yourself a fan, you must love everything they do. And you must pretend it is the best thing ever even if objectively YOU know it wasn’t great (like swifties gaslighting themselves into thinking reputation was a good album). Like, it’s okay to not love something your favorites do. You don’t have to love everything.

But these kids don’t get into artists because they like the music; they get into them because they’re famous. Because they’re big. Like, so many Drake fans were his fans not because they thought his music was truly transcendent or some shit: he was popular and so they listened to him. Same with ice spice and whatever other rapper trending rn. Just like Olivia. Just like Sabrina rn. Just like Channelle (I’m doing this on purpose btw; ignore it).

Because, and this is the part no one is talking about or admitting, chappell is popular rn because she’s the perfect zoomer. They want to like her because she’s vaguely “queer,” says she likes women and will never date a man again (not in a I’ve learned I’m not attracted to them at all I’m a lesbian way, but in that modern “queer” fuck boys I’ll kiss girls instead uwu #teamsapphic way), pretends she’s subverting gender like they do by being a female in heavy makeup going by they/them/he/him pronouns (the identity doesn’t make the expectation to perform in that way any less lol), and has no real talent vocally so anyone can sing along poorly to her songs (a la Taylor).

Basically chalel is who the gaylor weirdos wish Taylor swift actually was. That’s why they love her. Not because her music is that good, but because she’s the queerio they can easily project on. They can’t project onto a Fletcher or Hayley, who are exclusively same sex attracted and tend to lean tomboyish in their appearance (in that cali way; though Fletcher isn’t from California so idk what that is about with her lol). They’re “normal” looking, instead of “queer”’ in that “dramatic theater kid adult who refuses to acknowledge they’re not a theater kid anymore” way. She’s the perfect representation of the modern “queer” movement: all queer with none of the homosexuality. All about looks and aesthetics than eating another girl out.

It’s very I Kissed a Girl esque with how performative it is.

That’s why they like her. Because of what she represents. That’s also why I keep comparing her Taylor, because especially after the VMAS, Taylor became a stand-in for any suburban white girl who was mediocre but always imagined making it some day. Taylor isn’t big because of her music; I think her recent album really showed that. Taylor has potential, but she always succumbs to the spectacle she’s become, playing into that when she’s left without a proper creative muse. But Taylor is big because mediocre white girls, who are a PLENTY in the west, want her to succeed to prove they’re, idk, valuable? Capable. Talented and worth being stars? Or so they hope. Or so they dream.

Chapel in the “queer” version of that. Her music itself isn’t good. Or at least not THAT great. You genuinely relate to it, then fine. Not everyone is going to cry listening to Conan Gray’s Heather like I did because not everyone went through that. But she’s the queer “icon” they can project onto. Her sexuality is vague like theirs, she makes goofy sayings and phrases that you can put on tshirts easily, she’s hyper feminine so youre not put off by her sexuality the way you are with actual lesbian artists who often aren’t, but she calls her hyperfemininity drag which conservatives are attacking so yay drag!

And so because you want to be fans, you push her music and say it’s good. And you keep repeating it again and again, until the world buys the lie. And she’s big and her success can speak to you little queerio! You too can be successful as your queer as in weirdo self. You too can wear crazy clothes and dye your hair whatever colors and be a super star in your own world too! Because if she’s there, why not you!

And that’s also why the fandom is obsessed and entitled towards her to the point they’re mad when she says to be more normal. Because they know the truth. The “we made you” thing doesn’t work if you’re famous for your art and talent. Look at Chris brown and Drake and how those bitch asses won’t get canceled and go away. When people are here for your work, your personal shit isn’t a deterrent. You can’t say YOU made them: their music being deemed “good” and enjoyable made them. You were one part, but they were going to win regardless. I’ve been a day one Drake hater but that didn’t stop him from being labeled the biggest artist in the 2010s. My personal hate didn’t make or break Drake. It sucks realizing how powerless you are in that way (WHO YOU TELLING????), that all you can do is sit around and pray for moments like Kendrick straight bodying Drake and finally getting people to talk about all the shit I been complaining about with drake since day one. But there was no guarantee that was going to happen. Chris brown is still (unfortunately) going strong.

But the reason why fans think challenge owes them something is because they KNOW her music isn’t good enough to stand on her own. That the only reason she’s blowing up is BECAUSE they want her to. Not the music but because of what she represents. So they force themselves to stream her music again and again until they “like it,” and yet realistically, they could drop it at any time and not miss it. In their minds, they made her because of who she was and what she represented: not because of her music. They were fans of HER so they made her music relevant. And so if she doesn’t accept their weird behavior, then they can take that support back and her music would stop trending. The hype would die down. And she’ll be forgotten about aside from a few real fans like Lorde.

They’re not fans of her music, they’re fans of HER. And just like ice spice, and all the other acts getting dropped right now because everyone is realizing how untalented and boring their music is, she’ll be gone if she loses their favor. Because music fans aren’t here for the music anymore, they’re just here for the fandom. And when the fandom moves on, the artists “fall off.”

[wqxianvents]

// CONTAINS COMMENTARY AND PICTURES OF TEARS OF THEMIS NEW EVENT: “ENDURING LIGHT.”

This is only the Prologue section I talk about in this one, aha and I ALRWDY HAVE SM TO TALK ABTR

first of all, another group event of course, you love to see it and they’re being dorks but in a cooler way already 💃 also btw happy new year!! hope it’s been treating y’all well already :]<3

okay so i’m going into this event basically being sus of everyone at this point LMAO, i don’t even trust our boys tbh - anything could happen and i’m excited! everytime there’s a big event i always am like “ugh… not another one i have to drain energy into and it isn’t even that interesting” (respectfully). like the last one on the train? i didn’t really care much about it, the only things that interested me were nxx being all up on eachother (exaggerating)

basically i prepare myself to be disappointed, which might sound messed up but tbh the events have only been hittin recently (for me) because of the fact that they’re not having nxx be at eachother’s throats lol. (not saying the past ones weren’t good though and that none of the recent ones were a miss bc again, i didnt fully enjoy the train event)

this one already had me though 😭 got me gagged, the ui is so fucking cool - the card system?? the OUTFITS make me wanna CHOMP my phone (esp luke’s… smth- smth abt it is just. hm, delectable). also baby davis always appearing is so cute his little “hello, miss… uh, i mean, little boss!” LMAO that is my son!!!

ANYGAYS we always have to start off with Marius talking about something going on ‘round town, intended to invite his lovely lady but of course the boys have to interrupt and say hey, where is our invitation??? 🤗 you love to see it

jxjddh “i didn’t ask you guys” LMFAO HE IS SO DONEEE - artem, vyn: “oh really? let me hit you with this comeback. give me my invitation.”, like why are they so angy ARENT YALL RICH? GET YOUR OWN INVITATION 😭😭 i just adore the difference here though like, luke is the one purely excited here and not just “oh, aha, trying to get alone with rosa? how about: no.” but vyn is like 😭 “okay, shit, thanks for the invitation, marius.”

ARTEM MINDING HIS OWN BUSINESS BY HIS COMPUTER AND DECIDING TO INSERT HIMSELF INTO THE CONVERSATIONNN. they’re silly billies.

of course we needed our typical marluke banner 🥺

“Without us, who would you team up with?” did he just call marius friendless or can i also mix that with delulu poly nxx and add a hint of, “bitch who else are you planning to invite? we are RIGHT here” LMFAO

“Luke, are things at work slow lately?” 😭😭😭 i have tears in my eyes u were gonna invite him anyway shut up

i want a group event where the guys don’t butt in just to see if marius invites them anyway HAAHSJS like he just has the stuff ready for the boys just in case they butt in again, but one time they don’t and he’s just confused 😭

kicking my feet, he loves them all dearly. they’re my babies, my lil ol family!!

ANYWAYS… we’re here. Li Hotel 🤨 && again, the wayyy i was entranced with everything omg obsessed obsessed. BY THE WAY i already suspect that the letter-friend is reporter pearce 🤨🤨 don’t ask me for proper reasoning besides the fact that they reveal the letter-friend is a guy LMAO

&& shares the same life goal (wanting to travel around the world) as little boss 😔💜 but who knows…

alright last two things ✨ nxx boys lowkey teasing rosa by being in character HAHAHDJ (NOT ME POSTING THE WEONG PICTURE AND MAKING MYSELF SAD)

same, rosa, same 😭 (and the invitation card?? zoo wee mama- the way that marius was the only one who kept his eyes on rosa thoughhj hejeejnffk GRRR. okay sorry. NAUR and the luke stare 😔 marluke strikes my heart once again!!! WHY IS VYN ALL THE WAY UP THERE BTW)

anyways. last but not least, this isn’t technically apart of the prologue but it’s when Davis takes you on a little tour as always to show you the event and there is one part where you can have discussions with the boys. you click on luke by default but the first conversation option you have, he talks about this:

&& this actually made me tear up pretty bad 😭 then i had a whiplash and went “OHH THE FUCKING CARD” LMFAOO,, LIKE WHY WOULD HYV DO THIS TO ME 😞 i love the parallels luke always has with his au cards though ugh, makes me depressed in the right way(??)

like his birthday card (the name is itching my brain, i can’t remember) and in his bday event there was a mirror and sword (i believe) that appeared 😔 now this… sobbing throwing up, do NOT TOUCH ME

ARE YOU TELLING ME HE ACTUALLY DIES IN THE CARD STOOFPFPFDB??? THAT HE DOESN’T SAY HE LOVES HER? WHAT IS THIS. punching the floor. DO THEY ALL DIE? I THOUGHT ARTEM AT LEAST LIVES…. AM I MIXING UP CARDS…. see what this event is doing to me already 😔

ojay. i’m done here, had to write the thoughts out brrr, imma go finish reading the event now 🌚 toodles (unless u can read the vyn spoiler below)

HUGE CARD SPOILERS BELOW: VYN [MEDIEVAL SUSPENSE]

OHHbajdhd and adding on why I’m not trusting anyone - even our boys - in this event is because this event reminds me too much of a card that Vyn has. A group of folks in this card are acting and Vyn’s character ended up being the killer. I won’t leave my thoughts on the card but this is why I’m sus of everyone 😔

[we-dont-talk-about-potato-nonono]

hi potato!!! omg im not sure if we're mutual yet but i love your art a whole lot!!!!💗💗💗💗 and you're also in brba/bcs fandom too?? that's awesome!!! hiii!! do you perhaps have a brbabcs oc? I'd love to know!

(or, if you dont have, maybe you want to make it..? 👀 abby can them can be friends...)

hey there! yeah im a huge fan of Breaking Bad and Better Call Saul, but not really active in this fandom… i typically just lurk around, reblog and enjoy the silly memes on YouTube. if i feel inspired, i’ll just draw the characters (mostly jimmy & kim cuz im so normal about them ) and then bail. my squishy brain can't stay in one fandom for too long, it's always jumping around to another new interest. im glad you like my art ❤️ you got a beautiful drawings too!

oo your ask inspired me to create an OC for BCS/BRBA! here she is! her name is Joy

she doesn't have much details and backstory yet, but im planning to flesh her out more if im not busy with other things.

with how messed up the brbabcs world can be, figured that putting my OC as a Los Pollos Hermanos employee would fit right in. she’s also Lyle’s close friend! let’s just hope she doesn't face as much tragedy as the other characters lmao

gonna put on read more for the question about being mutuals because this post is already long ⬇️

[shaking and crying rn i hope i don’t upset anyone..]

so.. uhm im very picky about who i actually follow & follow back because i need to limit it for the sake for my dashboard. preferably id have to REALLY like and rather follow blogs that i vibe & familiar with the contents that i want to see than something… i dont really want to look at 🙏 this is just how i curate my experience

in general, i also dont feel comfortable with others dming me personal things and it feels anxiety-inducing. unless it’s a specific topic like art discussion about drawing tips, ocs design, request, art trades, collab and maybe commission

im SO SORRY 🙏 🙏 it’s nothing personal i swear, really! and im letting yall know that i will always recognize and remember all the people who consistently ✨ like and reblog ✨my stuff and you're all honorary mutuals to me even if i don't follow you back and i appreciate you all sm!!! <3 i go bounce bounce seeing everyone being super sweet in my notif

if yall interact often and you’re super nice in the notific you’re already a mutual for me! 🩷 sending me question and art suggestion never bothers me! i love to talk, get to know and interact more with people in this lovely app! :)

thanks for the question!

[jayfortheday]

eli trying to take care of his drunk girlfriend. she’s giddy and talkative and very handsy. just wants to touch eli no matter what. she asks him to be her boyfriend and he says no because he’s already got a girlfriend and she starts crying “i wanted you to be my boyfriend. you’re so cute a-and handsome and really funny” he’s just fully messing with you

So Pretty Right Now (Eli Brooks)

Pairing: Eli Brooks x F!Reader (romantic)

Word count: 616

Description: Eli takes care of his drunk girlfriend

Tags: drunk reader, kinda fluffy

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You giggled quietly to yourself as Eli struggled to support you and unlock the front door to your apartment at the same time. You put your hand on Eli’s chest, both to hold yourself to him and just to touch him. 

“So grabby tonight,” Eli remarked playfully as he finally pushed the door open. 

“Well,” you hiccuped. “Not my fault you’re really grabbable.” Eli shoved the keys back into his pocket before wrapping his arms around your waist to drag you into the apartment. You laughed out loud as he pulled you forward. 

Eli led you to the couch and sat you down. 

“Alright, just stay here for a minute,” he said as he began to walk away. 

“Noooo,” you groaned as you stood to follow him, grabbing the back of his shirt. 

“Babe,” he laughed, turning to take a hold of your hand. “I’m just gonna lock the door and grab you some water, ok? I’m not going anywhere.” You narrowed your eyes as you looked at him, and continued to hold tight to him. “Alright, fine, I guess you can come.” A smile grew on your face and you leaned against him as he walked forward. 

Eli stayed true to what he said, he locked the door and walked to the kitchen. He reached into the cabinet to pull a glass down and filled it with water from the tap. Your steps faltered as you followed him, holding tight to his free hand and allowing him to lead you. 

“Here you go,” Eli offered as he turned around to hand you the glass of water. You eagerly took it and swallowed the entire contents of the glass. When you finished, you placed the cup on the counter, Eli’s hand hovering just below yours in case you missed. 

After you placed the glass on the counter, you stepped, almost fell forward, and wrapped your arms around Eli. 

“Hmm, I love you,” you hummed as you nuzzled your cheek into his shoulder. 

“I love you too, but come on, let’s get you to bed, princess,” Eli chuckled, using your hold on him to lead you through the small apartment. As Eli walked with you, you turned your head up to him and gazed at his eyes. 

“You look really pretty right now,” you whispered almost inaudibly, a smile ghosting on your lips. Eli smiled in response, turning to place a small kiss to the side of your head. 

Eli stopped short of the door, pausing to open it, before continuing inside. He sat you down on the edge of the bed before reaching to remove your coat. He slipped the thick fabric off your shoulders, pressing another small kiss to your head as he leaned down. He placed the jacket on the opposite end of the bed, just barely hanging off the edge. 

“I’m sure these have been killing you,” Eli guessed as he kneeled down to slip your heeled shoes off your feet. “They look killer, but they probably feel terrible.” He placed the shoes off the side, being sure to be careful as he knew the pair was one of your favorites. 

“And you, Miss Y/N, should try to get some sleep,” Eli said as he gently pushed your shoulder to get you to lean back into the bed. 

“Can you stay?” You asked as you allowed yourself to be pushed back onto the bed. 

“Was planning on it,” he responded, walking over to the other side of the bed to sit next to you. “Now go to bed.” A smile was on his face as he brushed a stray piece of hair out of your face. 

“Okay,” you smiled lovingly at him as you closed your eyes.

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A/N: Hope yall enjoyed! Y'all, I literally just had surgery and it's like 1am so I'm sorry for the quality and the hiatus. Trust me, I am trying my silly little best