#damn this tagging hard asf

[winxanity-ii]

FATHER, FORGIVE ME

ship: father charlie x fem!reader warnings: nsfw 🔞 ( oral sex/f. receiving; overstimulation; coercion/dub-con?; sacrilege, heavy religious imagery ) word count: 4.1k a/n: ahhh….I just want to say I'm so thrilled with all the love and support for the mini Devotion series! It means the world to me to see you guys enjoying it as much as I do. And a huge thank you to everyone who wished me a happy birthday! I got drunk asf, and here's the rough draft I made while tipsy, lolol. Hope you all enjoy~ 😈✨..

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You wouldn't say you were a bad person.

Selfish? Maybe. Impulsive? Absolutely. But "bad" seemed a bit of a stretch.

It's just that, when you saw something you wanted, you didn't hesitate to take it—and, honestly, you had no regrets. Not until now, at least.

Sitting here, surrounded by the smell of old hymn books and dusty incense, listening to some wrinkly old man in a white robe drone on about salvation.

The whole thing was your mother's doing. She had this recurring phase, like clockwork, where she'd get bitten by the "Bible bug."

For a few weeks every year, she was the most devoted Catholic you'd ever seen. She'd call, text, guilt-trip—anything to get her kids back on the straight and narrow, even if just for a Sunday morning.

For the last seven years, you'd managed to dodge it. Moved out at eighteen and never looked back, leaving the duty of church attendance to your three other siblings.

Usually, someone would take one for the team and tag along with Mom until her enthusiasm fizzled out again. But this time, it seemed your luck had run dry—your sister had finally roped you in, and here you were, seven-year streak shattered.

You sighed deeply, eyes half-lidded as they flicked across the stained glass windows—all those saints staring down at you in judgment.

You couldn't help but think of all the things you could be doing right now. Sleeping, for one. Your bed sounded like heaven compared to the hard pew beneath you.

Or brunch with your friends—mimosas and laughter, not these monotone chants and the faint smell of mothballs.

Hell, you could've called Kevin over and gotten dicked down instead of dealing with this—

Your thoughts screeched to a halt, slamming against an unexpected sight.

The old priest, the one whose croaky voice was practically white noise at this point, stepped away from the pulpit. In his place was someone else—someone younger, someone whose presence commanded attention.

A man, tall, dark hair neatly combed back, with a crisp black cassock that hugged his broad shoulders just right. He moved with a sense of ease, like he belonged up there.

And damn, was he handsome. Handsome enough to pull your focus completely, which was a feat in itself given the circumstances.

Your eyes tracked him as he approached the podium, his voice replacing the rasping chant of the old priest. It was smooth, warm, resonant. Nothing like the man you remembered from years ago.

He spoke about community, faith, redemption—but all you could think was how someone like him ended up in a place like this.

You found yourself leaning forward, just slightly, as if drawn in by some invisible force. Your irritation melted away, replaced by a strange curiosity.

Maybe… maybe this wouldn't be the worst way to spend a Sunday after all.

The priest stood quietly at the altar, his figure framed by the soft light filtering through the stained glass windows. A faint scar traced its way down the right side of his forehead, a mark that spoke of some unknown hardship or past misadventure.

He was youthful but with the stillness of someone who’d seen enough to understand patience and humility.

With each breath, the man seemed grounded in his presence, shoulders relaxed but broad, the fabric of his robe resting comfortably against his chest.

His appearance was almost angelic, yet the subtle scar and the weight in his eyes hinted at something more complex beneath the surface—a man of God, perhaps, but one who had walked through fire to find his faith.

"Oh?" You raised an eyebrow in appreciation as you stared at the handsome man up there. You leaned over a bit to your mother, eyes never straying from his figure. "Ma, who's that? Is he new?" you whispered to your mother.

She looked up from her phone, Candy Crush flashing on her screen. You silenced the snort that wanted to come out. Looked like she might retire from church early this year, you thought to yourself, seeing her early signs of disengaging.

She glanced up at the front, giving a quick look before going back to her game. "That's Father Charlie Mayhew. He was brought in about two or three years ago, I think," she murmured absently, barely paying attention.

Father Charlie.

You watched as he spoke, his voice strong yet gentle, his eyes sweeping over the congregation with a genuine warmth. He wasn't like the old priest—this one seemed to genuinely care, as if each word held weight.

You wondered if that scar came from something dramatic, some story worth knowing. Your gaze lingered, taking in the slope of his shoulders, the way his lips moved with each word. Something about him felt... magnetic.

You found yourself sitting up straighter when the two of you made eye contact—he blinked, his words stumbling just slightly, a brief hitch in his otherwise smooth delivery. "I, uh... I apologize," he stuttered, looking off to the side, the tips of his ears turning pink.

You caught the way his eyes shifted nervously, almost as if he was trying to regain his footing. It was subtle, but you could see it—the way he tried to pull himself back together, to get through the rest of the sermon without any more disruptions.

He cleared his throat to continue, "As I was saying... uh, the importance of faith in our lives cannot be overstated. We must always strive to, um, to do what is right, even when it's difficult..." His voice trailed off slightly, but he managed to steady himself, his eyes avoiding yours as he focused on the rest of the congregation.

It made something stir in you, a mix of curiosity and amusement.

You bit down gently on your lower glossed lip, eyes trailing over his form, taking in every subtle detail. The way his hands gripped the edge of the podium, the faint flush creeping up his neck—it was all so telling.

He seemed innocent, reactive.

You smiled to yourself, letting your gaze linger as he continued, noting the way he seemed to avoid looking in your direction now, as if afraid that another glance might trip him up again.

Maybe you should pay a visit to Father Charlie—see if you could break that serene composure of his.

You could already imagine it—the way he might tense up under your touch, the way his voice might crack if you whispered something just a bit too forward.

The thought alone made your heart race, anticipation bubbling up inside you, like something in you just knew—he'd be fun to unravel.

You leaned back in your seat, a slow, satisfied smile playing on your lips. Oh, this was going to be fun.

The sermon ended with a quiet murmur of 'Amen' from the congregation, followed by the gentle shuffle of people rising from the pews.

You glanced around, watching as people slowly made their way to the exits, some stopping to chat while others lingered near the back of the church.

The old priest was nowhere to be seen, but Father Charlie remained, standing at the front as he spoke softly to a small group of parishioners.

Your mother, of course, made a beeline for him. You heard her voice carrying over the hushed conversations, gushing about how moving today’s sermon was.

You rolled your eyes, unable to help yourself, and slowly rose to your feet, making your way over with an almost lazy stride.

As you approached, you could see your mother perk up, her eyes lighting up as she turned to you. "Oh, there she is! Father Charlie, this is my youngest, ____." She gestured towards you, her hand lightly resting on your arm to pull you closer. "You've met my other children over the years."

You could see the change in Father Charlie almost instantly. His posture shifted, his back straightening just a little more, his eyes rounding as they landed on you. He seemed almost like an eager puppy, his gaze bright and attentive.

He quickly pulled his eyes away, turning back to your mother with a polite smile as he nodded. "Yes, I remember," he said, his voice a touch softer. Then he turned to you, his eyes meeting yours as he gave you a gentle smile. "It's nice to finally meet you. I don't think I've seen you here before... ?"

Your mother gave a sort of laughing scoff, waving him off as she caught his attention again. She chuckled, shaking her head. "Oh, Father, the day she willingly comes to church without an incentive is the day the devil is welcomed back into Heaven's gates."

You kept your eyes on Father Charlie, a small smile tugging at your lips as you tilted your head slightly. "Maybe I just hadn't found a good enough reason to come before," you said, your gaze locked on his, your voice light but carrying a hint of something more.

His eyes widened just a little, and you watched as a faint blush spread across his cheeks, his lips parting slightly as he blinked, clearly caught off guard.

Before he could say anything, your mother’s name was called from behind. It was one of her church friends, and in an instant, she was off, waving a quick goodbye and leaving you standing there in front of Father Charlie.

You didn't waste a second, taking a daring step forward, your eyes fixed on him. "So..." you said, letting your gaze roam over him before meeting his eyes again. "You seem awfully young to be running a church like this. I have to say, I'm impressed."

He looked bashful, glancing down for a moment before looking back up at you. "Oh, well, thank you. I just... I do my best," he said, his voice soft, the pink on his cheeks deepening.

You smiled, tilting your head just slightly. "Do you do one-on-one sessions, like other churches do?" you asked, your voice carrying a hint of mischief.

He blinked, clearly confused for a moment, before his eyes widened in realization. "Oh, you mean confessionals?" He nodded quickly, his expression shifting back to something more serious. "Yes, I do. In fact, I was planning on doing confessionals later today, after the services. Not many people take me up on it, but I think it's important to always offer the option."

"Oh, really?" you said, letting your voice drop just a bit, your head tilting to the side as you watched him. You let a small smile curve your lips, your gaze never leaving his. "Well, you wouldn't mind if I came to see you and... confessed, would you, Father?"

He stuttered, his blush deepening as he quickly nodded. "N-No, of course not. You're more than welcome to come by, anytime," he said, his voice a bit shaky.

You smirked, giving him a nod. "Perfect," you said, your voice smooth, before turning on your heel and walking away, back towards where your mother was waiting.

You could feel his gaze on you the entire time, the weight of his eyes almost burning into your back. And you loved it.

This really was going to be fun.

The church grew quieter as the service officially ended, people slowly trickling out while you lingered, waiting for your moment.

Eventually, you made your way to the confessional booth, the small wooden space feeling cramped as you settled in. The air was close, the scent of polished wood and incense hanging heavy.

You could hear Father Charlie shuffling on the other side, the sound of the door closing behind him, the rustle of fabric as he got seated.

You took a breath, letting the silence stretch for a moment before you began. "Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned..." you said, your voice soft, but there was an edge to it that you couldn't quite hide.

There was a pause before you heard him clear his throat, his voice coming through the small screen that separated you. "The Lord is always ready to forgive. Please, tell me your sins, my child."

You sighed, leaning back slightly, your fingers brushing against the hem of your dress. "I fear I desire a man that is just out of my reach," you said, your voice carrying a hint of frustration. "It's wrong for me to want him... but I can't seem to help myself."

There was a moment of silence, and you could almost picture the look on his face—concerned, earnest, wanting to help. His voice was gentle as he responded. "Desire can be difficult to control, but it is not inherently sinful. It is what we choose to do with that desire that matters. You must pray for guidance, ask for strength... and remember that God understands our struggles."

You hummed softly, your eyes half-lidded as you listened to him, but your mind was drifting. His voice was soothing, and you found yourself imagining what it would be like if things were different.

If there wasn't a screen between you.

If you could reach out, touch him, feel that innocence melt away under your fingers.

Your hand trailed down your side, your fingers brushing over your thigh as you let out a soft sigh.

His voice cut through your thoughts, sounding a bit uncertain. "Sister ____... are you alright? Do you hear me?"

You smiled to yourself, your mind made up. You leaned closer to the screen, your voice dropping to a near whisper. "Father," you began, your tone coy, "I must confess... I find it difficult to focus when you're speaking. You have such a... soothing voice."

His breath caught audibly, and you could almost hear the way he was struggling to gather himself. "W-What do you mean, sister?" he asked, his voice trembling slightly, laced with confusion.

"It makes me think... sinful thoughts."

You could hear the slight hitch in his breath, the rustle of fabric as he shifted. "S-sister," he stammered, clearly taken aback. "This... this is not appropriate."

You ignored his protest, your voice growing softer, more intimate. "You know, Father, I've always heard that confession is good for the soul. And right now... I think there's only one thing that could truly absolve me of these desires." You let the words hang in the air, knowing exactly what you were implying.

"Sister, this... this isn't..." His voice was shaky now, the uncertainty clear. "I don't think—"

"Come get me, Father," you whispered, your tone daring, challenging him. "You wouldn't leave me like this, would you?"

There was silence for a long moment, and then you heard it—the slow shuffling as he moved. The sound of his door opening, the soft creak of the confessional booth as he stepped out.

You pushed your own door open, stepping out into the dimly lit church. Father Charlie was standing there, his head downcast, his face flushed a deep red. He looked like he wanted to say something, but no words came out, his eyes flickering up to meet yours before darting away again.

You took a step towards him, your movements slow, deliberate—like a predator closing in on its prey. His breath hitched as you approached, his shoulders tensing. He cleared his throat, his voice barely above a whisper. "Sister, I... this isn't right. We shouldn't—"

You reached out, your fingers brushing against the front of his chest, feeling the rapid rise and fall of his breath beneath your touch. You let your hand slide down, your voice a low purr. "Father," you purred, your eyes locking onto his, "I want you to take me somewhere... push me to a higher calling, yeah?"

His eyes widened, the pupils dilating as he stared at you, his lips parting in shock. For a moment, he seemed frozen, and then, almost as if the word was pulled from him, he whispered, "Okay..."

His hand was trembling slightly as he reached for yours, and you let him lead you out of the main church area, his eyes flicking nervously around to make sure no one was watching. He led you down a dim hallway, stopping at a small door that opened into a cramped janitor's closet.

The second the door clicked shut behind you, you were on him.

You pushed him back against the wall, your lips crashing against his. He gasped, and you took advantage, licking into his mouth, tasting the hint of mint on his tongue as a low groan rumbled from your throat. His hands hesitated for a moment before resting on your waist, his touch light, unsure.

You deepened the kiss, feeling the way he shivered beneath your touch, your hands pushing up under his cassock, fingers skimming over the hard lines of his abdomen. His muscles tensed under your fingertips, a shudder running through him as he let out a shaky breath.

You pulled back, just enough to see his face in the low light, and he chased your lips, leaning forward as if he couldn't stand the sudden loss of contact.

You let out a dark chuckle, your hands coming up to cup his flushed cheeks, squeezing gently. His face was a deep shade of red, his eyes half-lidded, his breath coming in short, uneven pants. He looked almost dazed, completely overwhelmed, and it only made your smile widen.

Your thumb grazed over his plump bottom lip, pressing gently before dipping just inside his mouth. His eyes fluttered, his tongue flicking out hesitantly to brush against your thumb before retreating. You let out a soft sigh, a hint of a teasing smile tugging at your lips. "Oh?" you murmured, raising an eyebrow, your gaze fixed on him.

Charlie swallowed hard, his eyes locked onto yours, his breathing ragged. You stepped closer, rising onto your tiptoes, your lips just barely grazing his as you spoke. "You did so well during the sermon, Father," you whispered, your voice low and dripping with suggestion. "It makes me wonder... what could such a blessed mouth do somewhere else?"

His breath hitched, his eyes widening slightly, but he didn’t pull away. You gripped his shoulder, your fingers digging in just enough to make him shiver, and tugged him downwards. "On your knees," you said, your tone commanding, leaving no room for hesitation.

Slowly, almost as if in a trance, Charlie sank to his knees, his eyes never leaving yours. His gaze was filled with a mix of confusion, desire, and something almost like reverence, and it sent a thrill through you.

You watched as he knelt before you, his lips parted, his chest rising and falling with each shaky breath. You could see the conflict in his eyes, the part of him that knew this was wrong, that wanted to resist—but the desire was stronger, and he couldn't bring himself to stop.

You smiled, running your fingers through his hair, your touch surprisingly gentle. "That's it," you murmured, your voice softening just a fraction. "Such a good Father... doing exactly what you're told."

You took a step back, your eyes never leaving his as you moved to the nearest wall, leaning against it comfortably.

With slow, deliberate movements, your hands reached down, unzipping your mini skirt and letting it slide down your legs, pooling around your ankles. You made a show of it, your fingers tracing along your thighs, sliding over your hips, and letting out a soft sigh as you watched him.

Charlie's eyes widened, his gaze following every movement, his lips parted, his breath catching in his throat. The flush on his face deepened, his eyes locked onto you with something like awe, mingled with pure, unfiltered desire.

You smirked, lifting one hand and curling your fingers in a come-hither motion. He hesitated only for a moment before slowly beginning to crawl towards you, his eyes never breaking away from yours.

The sight sent a thrill through you, a shiver of excitement running up your spine. He reached you, his hands carefully coming up to rest on your legs, his touch light, almost reverent.

His fingers traced along your calves, moving upwards with a hesitant slowness that made you release a shaky sigh, your back arching slightly as his touch grew bolder.

His hands were trembling as they reached your hips, his fingers brushing against the edge of your underwear. He swallowed hard, his gaze flicking up to meet yours as if silently asking for permission.

You gave a small nod, and he let out a shaky breath, his fingers hooking into the waistband and slowly slipping your underwear down, his eyes fixed on you the entire time.

Once they were off, he shifted closer, his breath ghosting over your bare skin. He surprised you by gently lifting one of your legs, settling it over his shoulder as he pulled you closer, his face inches away from your most intimate parts.

He let out a deep, almost pornographic groan as he leaned in, taking a slow, deep breath, as if breathing you in. The sound sent a jolt through you, your fingers tightening in his hair.

Charlie looked up at you one more time, his eyes searching, as if asking for final permission.

You smiled, your fingers sliding through his hair before giving a gentle but firm scratch along his scalp, your silent approval. He closed his eyes, letting out a shaky sigh before leaning in.

At first, his movements were hesitant, his tongue slipping out to give an experimental swipe. He was sloppy, uncoordinated, his lack of experience clear, but there was a determination in the way he moved, as if desperate to please.

You let out a soft hum, the sound encouraging him, and he grew a little more confident, his tongue pressing more firmly. He licked a long stripe up, his tongue swirling at the top, and you couldn't help the small smile that tugged at your lips.

"That's it, Father," you murmured, your voice a soft purr. "You're doing such a good job."

The praise seemed to light something in him, a low groan vibrating against you as he pushed in closer. The sound made you gasp, your back arching slightly as the vibrations sent a rush of pleasure through you, your fingers tightening in his hair.

He grew bolder, his tongue delving deeper, slipping inside you as he began to eat you out like a man starved. He was messy, the wet sounds filling the small space, his lips and tongue moving with increasing fervor, as if the more he tasted, the more he craved.

He bullied his tongue into you, his nose brushing against you as he lost himself in the act, his hands gripping your hips tightly, holding you against him as he worked.

You bit down on your lower lip, trying to keep quiet, but the soft, wet sounds filled the small space, making it impossible to ignore.

Your hand moved up, your teeth sinking into the back of it as you stifled a moan, your thighs trembling as he continued. His tongue moved with determination, pressing deeper, swirling before retreating, then focusing on your most sensitive spot.

When his lips closed around your clit, giving a particularly hard suck, your vision blurred, and stars burst behind your eyelids. Your back arched, your body pressing against his face as the waves of pleasure rolled over you, your breath coming in ragged gasps.

Your thighs shook as you slowly came down, your body relaxing slightly against the wall. You let out a shaky breath, your fingers still tangled in his hair, tugging gently. You gave Charlie a small shove, pushing him back just enough.

He hesitated, his tongue giving one last languid lick, followed by a reluctant suck before he finally pulled away, his lips glistening, his breath coming in low, heavy pants. His bottom face was a mess, his eyes half-lidded, dazed as he looked up at you.

You leaned down, your fingers cupping the bottom of his face, your thumb brushing over his flushed cheek as you gave him a swift peck on the corner of his lips. He blinked, his eyes widening slightly, a blush deepening across his face.

Straightening up, you reached down, picking up your discarded thong, folding it neatly before slipping it into the pocket of his cassock. He stared at you, his lips parted, his breathing still uneven.

"Thank you, Father~" you purred, your voice dripping with satisfaction. You watched as his blush deepened even more, his eyes darting away from yours. "You know," you continued, your tone teasing, "I might just have to come back for confession more often."

He swallowed hard, his eyes flicking back up to meet yours, a mix of confusion and something darker swirling in them. You smiled, giving him a wink before turning on your heel, striding out of the closet, leaving him kneeling there, his breath still shaky, his face still flushed.

As you walked away, a satisfied smile playing on your lips, you couldn't help but think that maybe church wasn't going to be so bad after all.

A/N: hehehe, dont mind me, just wanted to see charlie's and y/n relationship in reversal...

[lewisvinga]

mixed emotions | max verstappen/lewis hamilton x hamilton! fem! reader

summary; after the events of abu dhabi 21, everyone wonders how y/n will react or post due to her boyfriend winning his first wdc and her brother losing a record breaking championship.

fc; asantewa chitty + various girls from pinterest

warnings; ?

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1

note; requested ! tried so hard not to be biased here as a 44 girlie, it lowk hurt 🤒🤒🤒🤒 the sky fall x ad21 edits go hard tho

masterlist !

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[reidsglasscs]

ISN’T SHE SO SWEET?

✸ pairing: percy jackson x daughter of artemis! reader smau

✸ notes: requested by @sunnflowerss-wp !! this prompt was fun & i looooooved incorporating my hunters of artemis girlies <3

…now playing: there she goes — the la’s

percyjacks: “but percy, she’s so scary” are we looking at the same person? 🤨 new moon=yn appreciation day

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team.leo: look i said that ONCE bc she shot me and i feared for my life

╰┈➤ percyjacks: excuses excuses, if she shot you then you deserved it

╰┈➤ team.leo: BRO THE GAME WAS OVER???

╰┈➤ percyjacks: LALALAL 👨‍🦯

╰┈➤ annabethc: did…did you just use a blind emoji for not being able to hear?

╰┈➤ percyjacks: omg beth let me live

piedpiper: EVERY day should be yn appreciation day wdym 😒

╰┈➤ percyjacks: yk what piper, you’re so right, my sincerely apologies to everyone

yn.ln: NOOOOO BABE YOU’RE EXPOSING ALL OF MY SECRETSSSSS

╰┈➤ percyjacks: sweetheart…you’re about as secretive as piper is straight

╰┈➤ yn.ln: HEY

lieutenant.thal: new moon = thalia visits day, hand over my girl

╰┈➤ percyjacks: im sorry, WHOSE girl???

╰┈➤ lieutenant.thal: did i stutter?

annabethc: those cookies in the second pic were bomb asf, you’re welcome

╰┈➤ yn.ln: make more beth, im begging 🙏🙏

neeks._: i’ve quite literally seen her try and bite people’s fingers off before

╰┈➤ percyjacks: what’s your point? 😒

╰┈➤ neeks._: oh there isn’t one im js sayin

gracefully.jason: she’s pretty, but where’s my man percy at?

╰┈➤ yn.ln: you mean MY man. i will hunt you down, grace

╰┈➤ percyjacks: she’s so sweet 🥰

…now playing: tek it — cafuné

yn.ln: the peeta to my katniss 🤍🏹

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lieutenant.thal: babe it’s not too late to join 🙏🙏

╰┈➤ percyjacks: yn block her PLEASE

╰┈➤ yn.ln: no to both of you 🤍

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piedpiper: you guys are cut but im gonna throw up next time im within a 3 mile radius omg

╰┈➤ team.leo: this is how we all feel when you and annabeth are all over each other btw!

╰┈➤ annabethc: you’re just mad because you can’t get a girl

╰┈➤ piedpiper: GET HIS ASS BABY 🗣️ (suck it, valdez)

gracefully.jason: idk what tf bread and cats have to do with this post but go yn 🙌

╰┈➤ yn.ln: …

╰┈➤ percyjacks: jason… bro

╰┈➤ yn.ln: i have never sighed so hard at a comment before in my life

reyna.ara: gods, i love it when his face is hidden & all i can see is you, you’re so gorgeous bae <3

╰┈➤ yn.ln: stawwwwwp 🤭

╰┈➤ pecyjacks: yeah. stop.

╰┈➤ reyna.ara: percy. three’s a crowd.

thegoat_: it’s so unfortunate to say but i took two thirds of these pictures

╰┈➤ yn.ln: grover do NOT act like i dont take cutie pics of you & juniper ☹️( reminder: 🏹)

╰┈➤ thegoat_: you are absolutely right, pretend I didn’t say anything (pls but the bow down)

percyjacks: gods, i love you 🩵

╰┈➤ yn.ln: i love you too, seaweed brain 🤎

[joonberriess]

𓆩♡𓆪 “damn papa, you a rare breed, no comparing,” – jock!jk

·˚ ༘ 💌 TAGS — soft smut, unprotected sex, creampies, riding cowgirl style, thank u anons for ideas, love making by the fireplace bruh, moonbyul being cute asf, reader is a happy bean, blowjobs (sorta?), slight somnophilia, some dirty talking, jk being a girl dad, oc is a good mommy, daddy kink n her cute potty mouth

You’re in the kitchen at around six in the morning happily humming and swaying your hips to the low music you have playing in the background. You were making soft fluffy souffle pancakes in the shape of hearts. You had a plate of fruit already cut up in cute little shapes like stars, hearts, and flowers. Excitement filled your entire being with every pancake you stacked on the tray.

Orange juice? Check. Whipped cream? Check. You turned off the stove and pursed your lips in confusion, “What am I forgetting..” You trail off as you look around the kitchen. “Oh!” You cheekily tuck the syrup in the waistband of your thong under the silky pink robe you were wearing.

You hurriedly stack the stuff onto the large breakfast tray and hurry upstairs, tiptoeing into the room and setting the breakfast down on your vanity table. Jungkook was still sound asleep with his arm outstretched on your side of the bed. He looked so cute and handsome in his sleep you couldn’t help the tiny coo you let out as you crawled onto the bed slowly, hiding yourself under the blankets and making your way to him.

He was sporting his usual morning wood inside his Clavin Klein boxers that hung low on his hips, the mere outline of his thick cock hidden away had your mouth watering as you gently peeled his boxers down. Just enough to have his cock slipping out for you as you eagerly wrapped your pretty little manicured hand around it and gently pumped it.

His cock twitched in interest but it was a bit too dry for your liking, so you leaned down to wrap your lips around the tip. You tongued at the slit and softly moaned at the musky taste, he had you arching for no damn reason with your ass in the air, swaying side to side to cool that little ache you felt in your poor little pussy.

Jungkook stirred a tiny bit in his sleep with his face scrunching up in pleasure. You were a tiny bit worried he’d wake up so early into the surprise as you desperately wanted to wake him up right at the good part. Your eyes fluttered closed and you happily fell into a calm tempo, bobbing your head slowly as you coated every inch of his fat cock with your saliva.

He hit the back of your throat a few times making your eyes water occasionally. You noisily swallowed around his cock, causing him to moan in his sleep whenever your throat constricted around him. Your cunt ached to be filled with something and you were beginning to lose your patience, bobbing your head faster and sucking a bit more harsher.

Jungkook groaned low and started shifting, making you panic a little as you pulled off his cock with a wet pop and waited. Jungkook settled back into sleep and you let out a soft sigh of relief. “Mmm.. not fair.” You mumble out as you go back down, slobbering all over him as you slurped pretty loudly.

You pulled away after a few more seconds and started crawling up his body, tossing both thighs over him as you straddled him. Jungkook’s eyes fluttered open in confusion as he blinked, “y/n?” He rasps out as he slowly lifts the blanket off of him, a bit worried about the lump lingering over him.

“Hi.” You softly say as you pop out with glossy lips.

It takes him a few minutes to realize that a.) his cock is out, b.) it’s wet, and finally c.) he’s fucking rock hard. His eyes drop down to where your pretty tits hang before him, sitting in your silky pink robe threatening to spill out with a hint of nipple. Your eyes are glossed over and your lips are pouty as you rest your chin on his chest.

Oh you’re going to be the death of him.

Jungkook lets his head fall back on the pillow with a sigh, a tiny smile formed over his lips as he runs a hand through his hair. “So it wasn’t a dream then.” You give him a cute “mm-mm” in return, making him chuckle out loud, “Baby it’s like, six in the morning.”

“I know, I wanted to wish you a happy daddy’s day.” You reply softly as you sit up and smile down at him.

“You mean father?” Jungkook says in amusement as he runs his hands over your ass and plays with the waistband of your pretty thong, occasionally tugging upwards on the flimsy fabric, feeling how it accentuates your fat ass cheeks.

“No, you’re not my father, you’re my daddy.” You softly say and roll your hips against his, “Are you not?” You breathily ask as you lean down to gently kiss his lips and then trail light feathery pecks down his throat and neck.

Jungkook groans low and tightens his grip over your ass cheeks, groping them and then landing a hard slap and squeeze. “You’re out to kill a man aren’t you sweetheart?” He says as he looks up at you, “Waltzing in here in that slutty little robe callin’ me daddy and shit.”

You whine softly, “Does Daddy like it? I picked it out myself, all for you.” You softly say and grind down harder on his cock, “C’mon Daddy, don’t you wanna? Feel so empty without your cock in me.” You whisper and reach down between the two of you to rub his slick cock against your pussy covered slit, pressing the head against you and smearing his precum all over the fabric.

“Fuck, you know I do baby.” He adjusts you on his lap and licks his lips, “C’mon baby, turn around for Daddy. I wanna watch you bounce that ass on my cock baby.” He says as he lays back.

You eagerly scramble to face the opposite side of him, arching your back and getting into position for him, “Like this daddy?” You whisper, dipping low on the bed so your ass was perfectly presented to him.

“Just like that.” Jungkook whispers as he runs his hand over your smooth ass, “Ride me baby, it’s my day afterall.” He smirks.

You eagerly lift your hips up and pull your thong to the side so you can position the head over your pussy. You begin to sink down slowly with a low muffled moan, toes curling as his cock slowly pops inside filling you so deliciously he has you pushing down for more. Your ass meets his hips with a wet slap as you sit on his cock, panting quietly under your breath.

Jungkook slumps against the sheets and sighs in pleasure, “God you feel so good baby,” he runs his hands over your ass and shoves the robe up, “never gonna get enough of you.” He reaches over for his phone, immediately recording as he runs his ring covered hand over your ass and jiggles the cheek in his hold.

You slowly start bouncing in his lap, using his thighs for leverage as soft little moans slip past your lips. Jungkook captures every single little bounce, zooming in on the way your cheeks slap against his pelvis. He shivers whenever your thong brushes up against his shaft, it feels so fucking good he stops recording and throws his head back on the pillow.

“Shit.” He moans out.

The bed starts creaking as you pick up the pace, your pussy’s fucking drenched and starts making these lewd noises everytime your ass meet his hips. Your moans are breathy and high, head thrown back with your eyes closed in bliss as you use him to get off.

“Mmm, Daddy,” you whine, “ ‘s not enough.” You roll your hips in small figure of eights, panting quietly as his cock rubs up against your g-spot from this angle.

Jungkook bites his lip and smacks your ass harshly, “Fuck turn around for me.” You obey quickly, slipping his cock back inside your warm pussy as you both moan out loud. He grabs your waist tightly and uses it for leverage to fuck up into you.

Your mouth falls open in a silent cry as he plows into you from below. Jungkook’s cock drives in deeper, hitting your g-spot repeatedly over and over again. His balls slap against your taint, a creamy white ring forming around the base of his cock making a complete mess out of the two of you.

“J-Jungkook..!” You gasp out.

He slaps your ass hard with gritted teeth, “Wrong.” He replies.

“Daddy!” You squeal out and fall face first into his neck, moaning loudly as you struggle to get a good grip, “G-Gonna cum..!” You whimper, “Please, please, please,” you sob out as your clit tingles.

Jungkook spanks you repeatedly, the burn feels so good it has you keening, “Cum for me baby, make a mess for daddy.” He gasps out, pace never faltering as he pounds into your battered pussy from below.

You cry out loudly and tense up, pussy gushing around his cock as your slick squirts around him. Jungkook groans loudly at the heavenly feeling of your cunt wrapped around him so tightly. It’s merely impossible to keep going with how tight you’re gripping him.

“Oh fuck, fuck,” he whispers as his eyes fall closed in utter bliss. He cums hard and slams his hips up one last time to get every drop inside of you, cock throbbing intensely as his heart erratically beats. “Holy shit..” He sighs out, laying flat on the bed with his hands on your ass as he gulps, trying to catch his breath.

You turn your head a little and softly sigh, “I made pancakes.” You quietly say out of nowhere, “I cut up some fruit too.” You eagerly scramble out of bed and grab the breakfast tray, bringing it into bed as you smile, “See?”

Jungkook groans and lifts his head, “Happy Father’s day to me.” He tosses an arm over your waist and holds you close.

“We’re supposed to say that! Not you!” You pout in confusion.

+

Moonbyul and Juno both screamed and squealed together as they made a run for it towards Jungkook. Jungkook smiled softly and crouched down with open arms, “Hi babies.” He coos out, grabbing both of his kids and wrapping them up in his arms.

“Happy father’s day daddy!” Moonbyul says as she digs in the pocket of her dress and takes out a crumpled up card she made, “I made this for you.” She smiles widely. “Do you like it daddy?” Juno babbled loudly as she messily smooched Jungkook's cheek and tried to get his attention.

Jungkook hums, “Hold on baby let daddy put you down and open the card.” He says as he sets both girls down, “Okay let’s see: ‘Happy Father’s day daddy, I love you very very much, have lots of good days and please buy me a unicorn’.” Jungkook reads as he chuckles, “Only a unicorn?” He teases, squeezing her cheek.

Moonbyul shyly smiles as she nods, “And lots of glitter too?” She pouts.

“Lots of it princess, I promise.” He gently kisses her cheek and hugs her tightly. Oh how he wishes she’ll never grow up, his precious little Moonie.. Juno whines and smacks him, “No I didn’t forget about you Juno, calm down.” He snorts and brings her in for a tight hug.

“Daddy, where is Mommy?” Moonbyul frowns.

“Oh, Mama went out to get some stuff because we’re all going down to the beach remember? Grandpa is even coming, are you excited baby?” He says as he brings both girls to the living room and has them sit down, “Also how was Grandpa’s? Did you guys enjoy the sleepover?” He comments as he plays a random Barbie movie and then does some light cleaning around the living room.

“It was super fun daddy, I got to see mommy as a baby and then we went out for ice cream and had pasta for dinner.” She says as he settles in to watch the movie, “Is it true you and mommy are going to make another baby?” She tilts her head.

“Where did you hear that from?” Jungkook nonchalantly says, trying not to sound awkward.

“Because my friend Mina from school said so, I told her we were going to stay at grandpas and then she said whenever her mom drops her off at her grandma's it’s because her mommy and daddy are making babies.” She innocently says.

Jungkook shakes his head, “Mommy and I were watching movies all night, we even played some board games too.” He softly says. Thankfully Moonbyul buys it as she ends up shrugging and just watching her movie without another hassle. He definitely needs to have a talk with this Mina girl and her parents. The audacity.

.

Jungkook couldn't keep his eyes off of you, you were sitting so pretty on top of a towel under an umbrella with Juno in your arms. Juno was pretty fussy because she hated the beach, she had spent the last five minutes whining and crying until you calmed her down. You stroked her little cheek gently and softly whispered ‘I love yous’ to the little one.

“Baby pass her here, your dad said he’s going inside the house to rest. Said it’s too hot for him out here.” Jungkook opens his arms for the little one.

“Make sure she’s tucked in bed okay? She needs her nap anyway.” You softly say and hand her over. Jungkook goes and comes back, making sure Moonbyul is still in front of you guys playing with the sand, his eyes are glued to your plush thighs and soft little tummy you have on display under that black bathing suit you got on. You look like the epitome of a milf/teenager’s wet dream wearing that tiny little bikini and black cat-eye sunglasses, holding a magazine in your hands.

“Baby.” He grumbles as he goes over and lays himself back on top of you, head sitting right on your soft tits as he lays between your legs.

Your manicured nails immediately come up to gently stroke his hair and scratch his scalp. He sinks in further and sighs in bliss, “Are you getting in the water baby?” He calmly asks with closed eyes.

“Maybe, Moonie said it was cold earlier when I got in there with her. Stupid waves almost took my top!” You whine softly, “My thingy untied and it started floating away.” You sadly pout.

Jungkook snorts softly as he stands up again, “C’mere,” he grins and wraps you up in his arms, “up you go.” He begins carrying you down to the water ignoring your squeals and cries as you try to wiggle out of his arms.

“Let me go!” You giggle out and throw your head back.

Jungkook laughs as he sets you down in the water with him, watching you hiss from the coldness as your arms come up to wrap around him. “Not even that cold you big baby.” He laughs and leans down to kiss you.

You happily stand on your tippy toes and wrap your arms around his neck, “Your baby.” You mumble softly as you kiss him back.

Jungkook hums as he slips his hands down to your ass, gripping both cheeks in his hands as he continues gently moving his lips against yours. Jungkook opens his eyes in confusion when he feels someone wrap their arms around his leg, “Moon?” He laughs.

“I love you mommy, daddy!” She smiles happily.

You smile softly at her and gently reach down to pull her into your arms, “I love you both baby.” You softly reply, smiling up at Jungkook as he pulls the both of you closer to him.

‘I love you too.’

+

The fireplace dimly lit the entire room, you had opted to keep the double doors open so that you could look out at the sea and watch the waves hit the shoreline. The night was so beautiful, everything was just so perfect.. You, Jungkook, everything.

Jungkook had you cradled in his arms, body pressed up against yours as he rocked his hips into yours at a slow gentle pace. You felt so safe and warm in his embrace, you hugged him close to you and whined softly against his lips as your cunt squeezed around his cock.

The sheets were wrapped around his waist making shuffling noises every so often. He was quietly moaning and whispering soft praises and gentle little remarks here and there. “Fuck you’re so perfect,” he whispers softly as he pulls away from the kiss to watch your face, “my perfect little baby, always so beautiful for me.” He cages you in and presses another kiss to your lips.

You softly whine at the praise and gently dig your nails into his back, “Mmm.. I love you,” you whimper out, “so, so much.”

Jungkook buries his face in your neck and pants softly, “Love you too baby, love every little thing ‘bout you.. Gave me two beautiful babies, all I could ever hope for.” He sucks some marks into your skin. Your heart skips a beat and you bite down on your lower lip.

Jungkook doesn’t stop there however, “My strong baby, did so well for us,” he says and gently cups your tummy, “I just love you so fucking much baby.” He kisses you passionately and rocks his hips a bit more forcefully, “Wanna spend the rest of my life with you.”

You grow teary eyed and wrap your arms tightly around him, soft little moans slip from your lips as you hold him. “M-Me too baby,” you quiver, “wanna always be with you.” You shakily cry out.

Jungkook brings you in for another kiss and sneaks a hand down between the two of you to thumb at your clit. He rubs it in gentle circles, groaning softly when he feels your cunt tighten around his cock. He slides in a bit faster, watching as your brows furrow in pleasure and your breath hitches. “J-Jungkook,” you whimper.

“That's it baby, doing so well for me. Go ahead and cum.” He whispers as he rubs your clit faster and faster. You weakly moan and arch your back, coming undone underneath your husband. Jungkook lets you rest as he continues thrusting inside of you until he’s coming too with a low moan.

“J-Jungkook,” you softly say as you bite your lip.

“Hm?” He slowly pulls out and lays by your side, arm immediately coming to wrap around you. “Are you okay baby? I didn’t hurt you did I?” You shake your head and point over to the nightstand, “What?” Jungkook looks in confusion and reaches over, “This?” He holds up a tiny gift box.

“Yeah, ‘s for you.” You smile sleepily, “Open it.”

Jungkook sits up in bed with his back to the headboard as he slowly unties the ribbon holding the box together. He slips the top off and sees a little card, he grins softly at you and leans down to smooch your cheek, “You’re too sweet baby.”

“No, no, look what’s under it Jungkookie.” You smile. Jungkook looks in confusion and lifts the card up, eyes widening when he sees what’s inside.

“Baby..” He lifts up a pair of white baby shoes, “Are you..?” He looks over at you with wide eyes. You tearfully smile and nod, “Oh my god,” he immediately brings you in for a tight hug as he laughs, “really?” He laughs.

“Yes really!” You giggle out and kiss his cheeks, “We made another baby bun!” You cheerfully yell.

Jungkook laughs and cups your tummy, “God I love you so much..”

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[seungkwanniee]

ANGELS STILL EXSIST?

pairings : barista!seungcheol x fem!reader

genre : angst with little fluff in it , strangers to acquaintances

warnings : mention of food , lonliness , agoraphobia (being scared of crowded place) , overthinking , anxiety / panic attack , reader being harsh to herself , struggle to breath , people making fun of reader , mention of bulimia ( not at all ) , tears , few swearing

wc: 1.8k

synopsis : s.o. just has a messed up mind, and Seungcheol is in the right spot in the right time

an : starting school in one day so manifesting that it will be not hard write trought the school year + changed my dividers because the previous ones were basic asf. My frist time writing a thing like that so yes i know this isn't the best 😭

〔 masterlist 〕

today was not your day but again, when it was ? At least, you got dropped earlier from work, so you just decided to make a quick stop to the near bar. You went here for like, 2 times? and it was long ago but you always overhear your coworkers talking about how they always try to make in time to eat ones of their breakfast. They must have gold hands then?

[5.17pm]

as you enter in the cozy bar, the little bell above the door makes everyone knows your presence. It wasn't that crowdy, fortunately. You just wanted to chill and eat as you were starving after your tiring work today. In you sight, you can only see an old couple ejoying their tea while behind the counter a young and lovely man raise his head as soon he hears the familiar sound

"what we order for you?" he asks when you stand up in front of him. His soft smile shows his single dimple and makes his eyes go so cutely tiny "a capuccino" you reply, completely forgotting about your hungry state "that's all?" he involountary remembers you that you haven't eat nothing for hours "oh, a brioche too" the guy behind the counter nods, inviting you to take a seat

and now, you get why they love this place. It wasn't for the food (well, also this) but you founded this so comfortable, maybe you liked it better than your home. From your house you can't eat a spetacular brioches, smell the good things that they prepare at the moment, you can't hear the sound of the laughter filling the athmosphere while watching the stunning sun setting down the flower sitting outside the bar. Your house was nothing compared to his: your cooking skill weren't this good, the smell was nothing but the atrocius gas coming from the cars running down the street. Your house was always so soundless, no laughter filling it, and from your window no sunset can be seen.

It wasn't a home, it was just an house, but you never really realized how sad and underwhelming it was.

Your thoughts got distracted from the same guy - Seungcheol, you can read from his tag now - serving you what you ordered, "eat well" his smile was always here, and you find it so cute but you wonder how many times he fakes it, what's under it. You just smile back at him, thanking him. Overall, they were so right about this place, its like entering in another world.

[2 days after]

you never liked waking up early, but what you were doing today? You just woke up 30 earlier than usual just to experience the same coziness before going to work. It was so additcing, not your fault

You get dressed in your usual clothes, swatpants and big coat because it was damn cold outside. Just the walk from your front door to your car, freezed your cheeks and nose making them slightly red. Maybe you were too sensitive, but anyway you rushed trowards the car door, making inside and putting on your playlist to wram you up. You hum along the songs, tapping your fingers on the wheel, involountary smiling as you know the warm and cozy place will confort you.

It wasn't like you expected tho, you widen your mouth when you see the amount of person entering and exting the bar. Even tought it was all cute, the big sign with the cutest writing and the colorfull flower standing outside, you didn't finded it cute anymore with all this people. You was so stupid, ofcurse it would be crowded if they are making the best breakfasts. Your soul was fighting inside: you were a grown woman, how you can't go inside a place only because people were in there. It sounded so redicolous to yourself, you can't even imagine what people would think. Otherwise, you wanted to taste another time the delicious brioche you eated only two days ago, it was so good that just thinking about it was making your mouth watering. You didn't even did breakfast at home for this reason, it was time to take aside your childish fears, no?

The cold weather hitted once again your cheeks, making you walk faster trowards the entrace and without even thinking about it, you were in. Maybe it was a bad choice as your legs were trembling under your warm sweatpants, but now you're here. You can't just walk outside againg, you would look dumb. What the other people would think of you? an odd weird kid. They would laugh while telling the not-so-funny story to ther friends, coworkers, family. And what if they recognize you in the street again? they would laugh right in your face for sure. What if, what if, wha-

"omg, y/n is here" the sound of a voice calling you out makes you raise your eyes from your shoes. You hide your head more into your scarf when the familiar faces are right in front you, and this makes you wish you never left your car or maybe your house. You awkwardly smile at their not welcomed figure, letting out an hand from your pocked to give the girls a little wave. You never get along your coworkers that much, you just ended up with no friends inside the place so they just makes little fun of you. Nothing you can't handle, it was common, but you being already overwhelmed because of the crowd inside of the place wasn't helping you at all. "what are you doing here? you eat for real?" you giggle with them, when they make fun of yourself, "it wasn't even funny" you wish you had the courage to say that, but in reality you just stand here while they makes fun of you. "make sure you don't throw up after eating, mh" the disgusting hand lands on you cheek, caressing it while her fake caring tone only makes you feel dizzy. Making fun of you just because you're skinnier than them wasn't funny.

You watch them walking away, well you can't properly do this. Your eyes were itching because of the tears wrapping them, and your head spinning wasn't helping at all. Your slightly trembing hands were making a pounch inside of your coat pockets because you were angry, sad, tired, defenceless and weak at the same time. The troath was now completely dry, you weren't even sure if you were able to speak to someone in few minutes, adding to your heavy chest. You were having a panic attack for sure. You went trought this many times before, so you should know how to deal with it, but it was like you can't even think straight right now, never wishing more to someone rescue you.

And it was like today the planets were all on your side, literally an angel falling from the sky. When you hear the soft voice speaking almost near to you ear, taking one of your arm walking you somewhere, you tought you was in heaven. 'This is real life or I just died?' were your exactly tought. "i'm sorry to bother you, I just saw what happened" the guy says, but it was like you weren't even listening him. "sit down" he places both hands on your shoulder, forcing you to take a sit in a place you never seen, but it seems more like the back of a local. "okay, kay, it's okay" probably he was looking at you with pity eyes, and it just sound so ridiculous. Your eyes weren't able to contain this amount of water, they just needed to escape somewhere. Your elaborated breath was making your chest havier and more painful, at the point that it started to be harder to breath by yourself. "gosh" he humble, Seungcheol was mad worried for you. It may sound weird but as an empathetic, yes, he was so worried about a stranger, half-stranger. He noticed you right away when you entered for the frist time to the bar, you looked so pretty in your big coat that was pratically eating you. It looked so obvious in your face your tiredness but in his eyes, you still looked so gorgeous. Something in you attracted him that he almost jumped from happiness when you appared again today. He was praying all day long hoping that you would show up so he could make a move and well, now he is making a move, not the one he expected tho.

"watch my breath, can you?" he kneels in front of you, his hand slipping down to your shaky arms and it may looks nothing, but his hands were bringing you the comfort you always wanted, not only when your mental health was messing with you. His brown eyes never leaving yours for a sec, piearcing right inside of you. "you need to match my breath, you can do it" his voice like honey for your hears, he wans't rushing you neither disrespecting your boundaries. Your heart was literally racing inside of you, and so many thoughts were going inside of your head. Why you weren't able to controll your attack today, you always deal with it but it was like you weren't in your body anymore. You was wondering why a stranger was helping you, there were still angels in this earth. What the fuck he was thinking of you, maybe you just looked so ugly, rediculus or like a kid. His bar was so full of people, he must be working right now but you were probably just a pain in the ass for him.

"stop thinking, focus on my breath" his hand moves on your chin now, slightly raising your head, while he gently caress your cold cheek. It didn't disgust you as before, his touch was gentle, almost scared of breaking you, that it brought a feeling of inexplicable calm. Your eyes glued on his lip, following his same peace.

"i'm so sorry" you take deep breaths when you were able to talk again without killing yourself for the lack of air. Now that you were able to think straight, the face of the guy seems so familiar to you. "for?" the guy tilt to one side his head, still kneeling in front of you while his hands lay on your knees. He looked so cute when his dimple shows, while his hair moves to his forehead because of the movement. Your hands were playing with each other, still feeling a little embarassed. Doing this, your eyes land on the tag attacked on his brown apron. "Seungcheol" it was supposted to be a thought, but it involountary slipped out of your mouth, "yeah, that's me. What's your name?" your cheeks turn red when you realize, making him giggle. Almost wishpering your name, you stand up from the chair, making Seungcheol standing up too. "you must be busy, i'm sorry that i bothered you. We can go back inside" you words were almost impossible to understand as your voice was so low and still a little cracked for the crying.

"don't worry, stay here, I can bring you something to eat" he invites you to take a sit again, but you were to stubborn. You already fucked up his schedule, you weren't bothering him any more. Plus, your work was waiting you soon. "Don't bother, go back to work. I have to go to mine soon" your still red eyes looked at him, and those were the things that weren't convincing him at all. "I insist, you must be hungry. I can take you to work if you want"

how angels can still exist?

[strxwberry-milku]

𝐌𝐲 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐝 𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐧 ?

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 @trc-punzel ✰part3 of the Gif euphoria series

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Roomate!Jimmy x Reader x Twin!Jey

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: You always had a thing for twins…

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1,006

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: Daddy k*nk , Gagging , Cream Pie , Spitting

Looking for cheap apartments were really hard to find especially when you just recently moved into Las Vegas. For the past couple of weeks you have been staying in a motel browsing the internet in search of an affordable apartment . It was now night time, and even though you were tired and exhausted you still decided to keep doing your research. Low and behold you found yourself a perfect apartment with everything you needed in it,the only slight problem was that you’d be sharing it with a complete stranger….. you would deffo have to pad lock your room or sumn cause you can’t trust people nowadays. Being sneaky and shi you opted to find out who you were sharing your apartment with, so you searched up this app called “ roommate finder”.

Typing up the apartment complex info that you’ll be moving in too, it was able to spot the resident you would be staying with. “ So his name is Jimmy huh ?” you smirked and kept on scrolling through the pictures he added unto the website . “ He’s so fineeee Lord help me” you took a deep breath as you could feel your cooter mama starting to get a bit wet, laughing at your own stupidity you closed your laptop and sat it aside on your bed side table and proceeded to go to bed since tomorrow would be an eventful day seeing as though ur moving in with the roomate.

THE NEXT DAY

“ Thank you so much ” you smiled to the man who helped carry your luggage up to your apartment door, “ No problem Miss ” the man called “Jerry” presuming from the name tag clipped onto his milky, white shirt, he smiled and then turned around to head back to his truck. Taking a deep breath you finally examine the exterior of the building infront of you.

( pick which one you like )

Smiling you pick up the keys from your back pocket and push it into the key hole , rotating it to the right , the door slightly opens signifying that you can go in. Upon entering, you see…..

୨୧ JIMMYS POV ୨୧

“ Ay! Yo Uce! pass me the salt real quick” I say and continue to stir the pot of spicy, authentic Jamaican soup I made. Just as Jey was about to pass me the salt , I hear the front door squeak open. Halting my movements I quickly turn around attempting to catch whoever was brave enough to enter this house , knowing damn well I got my strap on me . ( boy please 🙄) I make eye contact with this very pretty woman “ Damn she sexy asf” I thought in my head ;forgetting that a complete stranger was in my house, biting my lip I futher study her curvaceous figure . I could deffo tell she keeps up with her maintenance because her skin was flawless and glistened like gold in the sunlight , not a single imperfection to be found and her long pink bow decorated nail set , sat perfectly on her delicate fingers.

“ And who tf is you ?” my brother rudely interupts. Visbly taken back from his sudden outburst she meekly responds “ I’m Jimmy’s new roommate…” Poor thing , she must have to be confused and have the wrong Jimmy because from what I know of, the app that I have on my phone ( Roomate Finder ) hasn’t notified me of any new incomers.

୨୧ JEY’S POV ୨୧

I had to laugh because ain’t now way this bitch gon come up in this house and claim to be my brothers new roomate when he doesn’t even have one , she must be drunk or sumn, though now that I’m looking at her properly she does look kindaaa…..Sexy . “ Bitch, get tf out!, you ain’t nobody’s roommate “ I said harshly as I place down the salt on the kitchen counter and hastily make my way towards her shy form. Now you can say that I’m a bit of an asshole for shouting at her ( ya think? 🙄) but what would you do if a random stranger randomly came inside your family’s house ? the same thing right ? mhmm thought so .

୨୧ JIMMY’S POV ୨୧

quickly grabbing my brothers arm , I drag him back “ Chill out bruh , clearly this is a misunderstanding ” I said and sat my brother down on one of the high top chairs around the counter . Turning my attention back towards her I gesture her to come inside. “ Jimmy are you dumb ? she could be a murderer for all we know !” Jey whispered aggressively making sure to keep a close eye on her every movements . “ Relax, I got this” I say and leaned back onto the fridge . “ Sooo you said you were my roommate. Is that correct?” I questioned with a straight face.

୨୧ YOUR POV ୨୧

I sure as hell wasn’t expecting this.Why is this man acting slow ? and who tf is that other midget shouting at ? anyways lemme keep my cool. “ Yes I just recently moved into Las Vegas about four weeks ago, I found a perfect apartment , which is this one and saw that I would be staying with a roomate , so obviously I had to check that I’m not bout to be living with some mad person, No offence” I paused and made eye contact with the man supposedly named Jimmy . He chuckled a bit “Nah it’s fine, I understand ” Smiling at his response I continued my story. “ Being noisy and shi I browsed the internet until I came across this website called ‘Roomate Finder’ and typed up the name of the apartment I would be staying in, I saw most of your pictures pop up and information about you, You seemed kinda cool and not weird so i decided to take the risk and live here.” There expressions were nothing short of confusion, I wanted to laugh so bad.

“ Hollup, lemme see sumn real quick ”…..

PT2. WITH THE SMUT SCENE COMING NEXT

[taldigi]

I uh went back to that dadske post and was going add a few more tags for flavor or context but I wrote toooo much so I'll just post as a text post instead. Yes, this is my hyperfixation and yes!! I do want to make my blorbo sad and miserable as all hell but I also need him to be loved relentlessly and made whole by his friends.

anyway Yuuko got her hair from her mother- and Yosk lets his hair return back to black because the wife hated him dying it. you can only handle so many years of being addressed as a disappointment before latching onto the fist person to express otherwise. (3 for 3! Get Saki'd, idiot!) then working too hard to do ANYTHING please that person (even though they might not really be the best person and are using you)

Go on boy, ditch your weird friends and your hobbies and things that make you happy and settle for the stable but soulless option of being a manager at a job you hate! (I am a firm believer in a "Manager of Junes Yosuke NOT good enrichment" after all.) Cause all thats embarrassing. dont you want me to be proud of you? The only person who's ever loooved you for you? (which is fundamentally untrue but when has depression or manipulation ever been rational?)

n/e/way one nasty divorce later and he's moving back to inaba for the cheaper rent for a place a that can actually fit him and a kid- and to be closer to his parents- hoping that maybe they would able to help out with the kid. Besides, he has an assured position at the Inaba junes. (the prodigal prince returns... return of the king... of junes)

BUT Surprise his friends are still there and Yu is too!! and yeah they're mad cause he basically evaporated but guess what? Yoosk isn't Yoosk anymore cause he's been drained of all his Yosuke colors.

"I spent years in a bad relationship and all I got was this lousy t-shirt... and a bad haircut and the total eclipse of my personality by the creature who steals my face when I perform customer service!”

I need Chie to try and fall into her usual banter and be met with... that and for her to grab Yu by the shoulders and shake him “Hes BROKEN FIXITFIXITFIXIT" and Yu having no direct answer because how can he help someone who's totally closed off?

Well, he can start through small things and reminders and food and Yuuko, which is proof that he's still there somewhere? After all, she's named after him.

I also need.... not JUST souyo but also the whole IT. Teddie and his niece bonding, Yosuke crying in some kind of relief and/or happiness when Kanji helps him dye his hair back again, Naoto helping him keep custody (so hard for a guy!!!) and Chie finally getting her usual banter back (thank god!) only for Yuuko to step up and kick Chie and forcing Yoosk to admit that what he and Chie have isn't antagonism (via explaining it to her)

Rise: *gentle gasp when she sees Yuuko* Tiny Yosuke. Yukiko, slamming her hand on the table and wheezing loudly: YOU'RE RIGHT.. SHE IS A TINY YOSUKE!!!!!!!!!!!!! and then they gift her strawberry hairpins which she loves and it embarrasses him because oh god thats right-

Yu having to confront Yuuko's energy and be like "aw shit Nanako was easy in comparison" and Yosuke looking him dead in the eyes "I'm giving everything in order for her not to turn out like Nanako" which sounds bad at first (cause it's foot in mouth disease Yosuke still) but...

"What happened to 'partner', Yosuke?" "I don't think I deserve that, after disappearing and everything, huh?" & then Yu being too damn happy and giddy when it finally slips out.

anyway, I apologize for nothing. ur the one who read thru the Indulgent asf au/story concept. throws self out window and books it down the street.

[hvnnibvni]

Together Again | JJK *part 2*

Pairings: Jungkook/Reader

Genre: Mature themes. Romance. Angst. Arranged marriage AU. Childhood best friends to lovers AU.

Warnings: cheating, reader is a rope bunny (ALLEGEDLY), hard!dom JK, switch!reader, reader likes to be slutted out, drunken sex, unplanned pregnancy(this is in the end dw😅), cunnilingus, oral (both receiving), fighting (talk shit get hit) daddy!kink, praise!kink, dirty talk, spanking, hair pulling. Just all around nasty y’all.

Summary: After reader finds her long-term boyfriend in bed with their mutual friend. She moves back into her family home, but under one condition. She has to marry her childhood friend that has been arranged since their childhood. For a wedding gift they go to a mountainous getaway with a group of friends, reader is told that ex and mutual friend get invited, so reader and jk decide to pretend not to know each other to avoid any confusion or miscommunication.

Authors note: Heyyy~ how are you? Welcome back. I’m going to try to release once a day idk yet still trying to figure this app out 😭 I sound old asf bruh but we gone get through it lol. Anyways ENJOY BB🤍

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‘ Oh these bitches got me all the way fucked up’

“well I guess we could go back home for a while. Right my lovelies?” You ask your two afghan hounds, Cleo and Benji. You two babies you’d be damned if you’d let that piece of shit keep them. He can’t even keep himself.

As you drive home you think about what you’re going to say to you parents. You know they’re gonna be upset you left in the first place for someone who had ‘unknown origins’ but you never saw it that way. You really did love him, but you weren’t going to cry over a man. That just wasn’t in you. What would your mother say? You’d rather not think about what you father would say

when you pull up to the security gate the guard is surprised to see you, but none the less let’s you in and quickly gets in the phone. Most likely to tell your parents you were coming up no doubt. “Nothings changed,” you say to yourself as you drive through the landscape up to the manor. As you pull up to the mansion you see you mother running out to great you. “My baby! You’re home! I’ve missed you so much.” Your mother exclaimed as she kisses you all over your face. “Hey mama,” you laugh. “Where’s Dad?” You ask following her into the house. “Oh he’s up int the drawing room right now, he has a guess at the moment. Maybe it’s someone you might remember.” She says smirking to herself. “ I know that look mummy, who’s here?” “An old friends is all I’m going to say,” your mother had a cheeky look on her face when she said that. “Oh you’re up to something weird,” you say to her but ultimately you let it go.

“So are you going to tell you why you’ve come here all of a sudden after no contact for 5 years?” Your mother presses. “I doubt you don’t already know, I know you and daddy have been keeping tags on me since I left.” You answer her as she gives you an innocent face. “I do but I’d like to hear the story from you.” Your mother has been keeping tabs on you since you left, so she definitely knows the whole story. So you tell her everything. What they did and everything they’ve said about you. “Well good thing you didn’t have to deal with trivial matters like that anymore,” she says rolling her eyes at the thought of you ex. “What does that mean momma?” You ask catching the double meaning in her words. “It means you will have a chance to make things right for you and the family reputation.you know what we had to go though and cover up once you left.” She tells you low key reprimanding you at the same time.

*sigh* ”okay momma I’ll do whatever it takes to go back to being the head of the family, and kill those pieces of shit classily.” You tell your mom smirking. Your mom laughs at you change of mood, and leads you to the drawing room where you father is. You hear voices on the other side of the doors besides your fathers. Your mother open the door excited to show your father that you’re back home. When she does you dad looks like he expected to see you on the other side, while he looks at you but you’re focused on the man sitting across from him. “Jungkook,” You breathe out. “Hey y/n long no see,” he says with a breath taking smile. “ welcome home y/n we were actually just talking about you. Before we can accept you back we have one condition.” Your father explains to you. “And what is that daddy?” You ask already having an idea as you continue ti stare at Jungkook. Amazed at how much more mature he’s gotten.

“You have to agree to our previous arrangement, and marry Jungkook.” You father says not wasting anytime. Well at least he welcomed you back. You’d expected him to not speak to acknowledge your existence while you were there. “Okay. I’ll do it.” You rempli to your father watching him stand and make his way over to you. You weren’t expecting him to hug you, but he does. It’s the most loving hug you’ve ever received from you father. ”I’ve missed you babydoll,” he whispers kissing your forehead. “I’ve missed you too daddy,” you say hugging him back trying not to cry.

After a while your mother steps in “I’d hate to break up this touching moment, but we need to get y/n ready for tonight.” You look at her confused “what’s tonight?” “Your engagement party of course!” She says excitedly “why did I think I’d at least have a week to get settled in. You guys already had this planned out didn’t you? I bet you guys called the Jeon family as soon as you found out I was coming right?” You interrogate. Your father chuckles next to you as you look at you parents incredulously. “It was your fathers idea. I said we should wait at least a day.” You mother adds. “ of course it was,” you say as your father looks the other direction with a cheeky smile.

you turn to look at Jungkook who’s been unusually quiet. Watching the scene in front of him. “Were you in on this too?” You ask him looking past your parents. “I actually just found out the moment before you came in,” he responds with a small smile. “But I can say it’s been some of the best news I’ve gotten all week. I really missed you y/n.” He says scratching the nape of his neck. You and Jungkook have been arranged since childhood. He’s always had a crush on you, it broke his heart when you refused to marry him for someone else. But now that he has you he’s not going to let you go again. “I missed you too JK, you’ve grown up so much I barely even recognized you,” you say chuckling. “Yeah I know right. It’s crazy how much people can change over a short amount of time.” He says looking at you with a look you just couldn’t decipher.

Before you could respond you mother cuts in again “Ma fille, we really need to get you ready for tonight. Ah please take her bags up to her room and get her into the proper attire.” You mother asks the head maid. “Oh and burn whatever she’s wearing.” She points at your outfit , covering her face with a look of disgust. “Cheri what is this atrocity you’re wearing. It hurts to look at.” You were wearing white beach shorts, a stripped tee and a green cardigan. It’s not what you were used to wearing when you were home. But it was comfortable and made you stand out less. “Momma it’s not that bad,” you defend. “No babydoll your mothers right. That’s not something anyone in our family would wear, maybe if the cardigan wasn’t the same shade of puke it would pass as inside clothes. No scratch that no one would ever wear that in their entire lives.” You father adds looking slightly disgusted. You look at you parents shocked at them reading you to filth. Behind them you see Jungkook holding his laughter while covering his face. Before you could defend yourself further you’re already being ushered out of the room.

[rascals-forthememories]

Alex V. “Ajax” Johnson moodboard + random headcanons

🎸⋆➤Imagine him to be born in the early 80’s, ok 1988 which makes him a millennial of course, raised in very supportive but sassy asf parents, he could've been from the hood but he's too nice for hell. His momma is very good at coming up with insults, but she's got a very good voice, and dad is clever dude who knows life hacks n shi then they all moved to a citylife. He has to be a city boy...

🎸⋆➤He and Keegan were either childhood best friends bc they were neighbors, went to the same school, playing pranks and causing trouble but always having each other's backs. Their moms being friends is also a nice touch, maybe they even used to arrange play dates for them when they were younger.

🎸⋆➤Being a bit of a 90s video game nerd. Maybe he had a SNES and Genesis when he was a kid, and now as a teen he's moved on to the 360 or PlayStation. (challenging Jemima to random games or competitions, just to see who can be the more competitive) He might even have a Game Boy stashed away somewhere for all those late-night gaming sessions. He'd probably be the one to drag the others into retro gaming binges where they'd spend hours playing old school Mario or Zelda, until Merrick or Keegan finally puts a stop to it. Always trolling Keegan at Mariokartt, Ajax's goal isn't to win the race, his goal is to green shell Keegan in game.

🎸⋆➤Ajax as the 2nd bassist in the band, making it a duo with Keegan. Maybe they bonded over their mutual love for bass, spending hours practicing together and jamming out to their favourite songs. They could even have a friendly rivalry going on, trying to outdo each other during rehearsal and constantly one-upping each other's riffs and licks.

🎸⋆➤^And considering Ajax's "cheesy goofball" personality, I could see him always coming up with the cheesiest bass-related puns and jokes. Like when Keegan asks him to play a funky bass line, Ajax might respond with a cheesy line like "Oh, you want funk? I've got the funk, baby! I'll hit that note so hard, you'll hear it in your bones!" or "You want to make the bass sing? Well, I've got the perfect recipe - a pinch of slapping, a dash of popping, and a whole lot of attitude!"

🎸⋆➤Can beatbox decently but only to the point he can impress people who don't beatbox, not the crazy sounds. Hes just very good with rhythm and beat.

🎸⋆➤DEFINITELY be all over Keegan for having Jemíma, just picture him constantly teasing Keegan about her, saying things like "Hey, look who's got a pretty girl tagging along with him lately!" or "Hey, loverboy, can you spare a minute from your little date to focus on the music for once?" Maybe he'd even write a cheesy love song about Keegan and Jemima, just to get under Keegan's skin. "Love Ballad of the Bassists," anyone?

🎸⋆➤Ajax's bassist skills would pair with Keegan's - both of them are pretty damn good. But where Keegan is more technical and focused on precision and technical skill, Ajax would be wilder and more energetic, playing with raw energy and power.

🎸⋆➤Loves indie rock and the classic boy band sound of the Backstreet Boys. And the drummer covers are a great touch too! Maybe he stumbled across a video of a sick drum cover on YouTube one day and got hooked, spending hours watching and rewatching the performance and trying to mimic the insane beats. Now, he's a total drum cover enthusiast, always keeping an eye out for the latest and greatest covers on the internet. (Meanwhile, Merrick might roll his eyes at Ajax's love for drum covers, saying something like "Seriously, man? You're more obsessed with those drum covers than you are with actual music. But Ajax would just wave him off and say, "Hey, you're not the one playing the thunder-making instrument here)

🎸⋆➤Has a few other quirky habits and interests outside of music. Maybe a secret love for collecting vintage action figures or sports memorabilia, or a hidden talent for painting or drawing. A weird addiction to eating way too much chocolate or candy and strange obsession with collecting rare bands vinyl's like ''Yo check this out''. He’s also a bit of a wisecracker and loves to banter back and forth with his friends. Habit of accidentally dropping his bass during rehearsal and blaming it on the other guys, saying they spooked him or something.

[jinuaei]

i remember seeing ur plagas priest art for leon and thinking "damn these designs go hard asf" maybe u could do like ...plagas leon but like a monster ver?? i feel like ur interpretation of mutated monster plagas leon would b rly cool idk just throwing an idea out there 🤔🤔

This is not as monster like as I wanted but oh well. Also its only a sketch bc I had to show it as soon as possible or my brain will tell me to change it and waste another 3 days just remaking it over and over.

Had to do some extensive research to get a design that would fit the actual Lore (which was not needed really, eventually ignored it)

It's based on the fact that he was injected with the recessive strain of plaga in re4r(I could be wrong), instead of outright becoming like those headless ganados I went for the more graceful approach. Tentacles are what I noticed at first and I wanted that for monster plagas Leon. Since he doesn't have the dominant species the mutation is not as severe as the others, i.e Krauser and Saddler.

I didn't write this on the notes but I wanted the arm to be blackened, maybe from of necrosis, but really I just wanted black arms because its sexy, and the veins ties it all neatly.

You may notice that the hair is different here, and it's what I said earlier. I keep changing stuff. pain. was making it with re4 Leon but then my brain said PLAGAS PRIEST!!!!!!!

Anyways, loved the veins theme, kept it. Mouth is the product of my brain suddenly hyperfixating on yautjas for like 2 hours and yeah.

I do wanna say that I was heavily inspired by the amazing artists here on tumblr, I was scrolling down the plagas Leon tag and there's so many great designs, albeit kinda repetitive (pls dont hate me). And well the initial design was gonna be the same but yk, I had to perfect it and wanted it to be accurate. Then began the research.

This was the sketch for the initial design before I changed it to tentacles.

That's my design, sorry for the rant it could've been shorter.

[cinamun]

Tagged by.... a few people and I'm so sorry if you gave me an OC, I will go back through my notifs! Most recent was by @earthmoonz for Jerri which should be a delight lol Thanks friend!

The BOLD THE FACTS tag by @helenofsimblr

The Rules are simple! Tag people and name a character you want to know more about! If you want to let the person you tagged decide who to showcase, then don’t name a character and they can pick somebody. Easy! The person who is tagged will then bold the remarks below which apply to their character &, if they want to, include a picture with their reply!

[ PERSONAL ]

$ Financial: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty

✚ Medical: fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged / non applicable

✪ Class or Caste: upper / middle / working (hustling, basically) / unsure / other

✔ Education: qualified / unqualified / studying / other (Jerri did not make it past the 10th grade IIRC)

✖ Criminal Record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no / has committed crimes, but not caught yet (at least not the latest "crime") / yes, but charges were dismissed

[ FAMILY ]

◒ Children: had a child or children / has no children /wants children

◑ Relationship with Family: close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no siblings / sibling(s) is deceased

◔ Affiliation: orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parent / not applicable (Jerri was raised by the streets, doesn't know her dad and her mom didn't really give a shit)

[ TRAITS + TENDENCIES ]

♦ extroverted / introverted/ in between

♦ disorganized / organized / in between

♦ close minded / open-minded / in between

♦ calm / anxious /in between

♦ disagreeable / agreeable/ in between

♦ cautious / reckless / in between

♦ patient / impatient / in between

♦ outspoken / reserved / in between

♦ leader / follower / in between

♦ empathetic / vicious bastard / in between

♦ optimistic / pessimistic / in between

♦ traditional / modern / in between

♦ hard-working / lazy / in between

♦ cultured /uncultured / in between / unknown

♦ loyal (asf) / disloyal / unknown

♦ faithful/ unfaithful / unknown

[ BELIEFS ]

★ Faith: monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic

☆ Belief in Ghosts or Spirits: yes /no / don’t know / don’t care

✮ Belief in an Afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

✯ Belief in Reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

❃ Belief in Aliens: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

✧ Religious: orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious

❀ Philosophical: yes / no

[ SEXUALITY & ROMANTIC INCLINATION ]

❤ Sexuality: heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual

❥ Sex: sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favorable / naive and clueless

♥ Romance: romance repulsed / romance neutral /romance favorable /naive and clueless / romance suspicious

❣ Sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious

⚧ Potential Sexual Partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all

⚧ Potential Romantic Partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all

[ ABILITIES ]

☠ Combat Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

≡ Literacy Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

✍ Artistic Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

✂ Technical Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

[ HABITS ]

☕ Drinking Alcohol: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / Alcoholic

☁ Smoking: tried it / trying to quit / quit /never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / Chain-smoker

✿ Recreational Drugs: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently (except weed shouldn't be classified as a drug; see below) / addict

✌ Medicinal Drugs: never / no longer needs medication / some medication needed / frequently / to excess

☻ Unhealthy Food: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / binge eater

$ Splurge Spending: never / sometimes / frequently / shopaholic

♣ Gambling: never / rarely / sometimes / frequently (them damn horse races in CR...) / compulsive gambler

[tiajk]

Maze runner x reader

Thomas x fem! reader x newt x Minho

I will be making a male Version and gender neutral version of this I want people of other genders to enjoy this alswell

a/n: in this i made everyone bi sexual and your all in poly relationship they all don’t just love y/n and still consider each other as friends they all love each other in a intimate way

Our love has no bounds

Warnings: fluff, angst, crack, polyamorous, death, crack, jealousy, janson (ew)

so basically your all in the maze your the maze you don't remember anything it’s weird and you hate it (i mean who would like it)

Your one of the ones that come up in the beginning like for instance it’s only like 5 of you there that five being you newt Alby Winston and gally then the new greenie comes up it’s Minho since Alby was busy at the moment you gave him the tour the kid was barely taller than you (In this part your 5’2 but u can say you grow taller as the years because I’m making it 4 years instead of 3 that they were in the maze) and he was quiet , shy even but all that went away when you smiled at him and he smiled back “damn he has a cute eye smile” (EYE SMILES ARE MY WEAKNESSES ISTG)

You took him took kitchen at the moment you were all the cooks until someone came up and was the best cook

You ended the tour off by saying “all right greenie this is the last part of the tour if u need anything let me newt or Alby know okay?” “Mi…” you we’re confused he said something but u didn’t hear it “what” “my name it’s Minho” you smirked and out your hand out to him “well Minho nice to meet you”

So after that you and minho got closer along with newt tagging along and getting closer

As more and more greenies came up they realized one thing that they love you and they love each other

But you didn't want to admit it you just couldn’t having a crush on 2 boys was bad and you thought you were selfish because of it with you being a runner it was upsetting and you just wanted to focus on getting out of there

Okay i’m done building this character development

When thomas came you newt and minho were already in a relationship (like in my last maze runner idea thomas was there for 3 months instead of 3 days)

He was staring at newt hard asf like you all did to be honest look at him

Thomas had taken a liking to all of you when you ben and minho and run in the maze when he tried to go in he was staring at you and minho hardddd like when i say hard i mean hard and i'm not gonna lie you guys were too

Okay onto the relationship

cuddles IMMACULATE they’re all so warm

But everyone in the glade is accepting asf like were all family here

Sometimes yall be in the map room doing things…..

Chuck being your number #1 supporter

When thomas become a runner you and minho pranked him as a joke and he was mad but you guys made it up to him by cuddling him and giving him attention

There's a joke around the glade that newts the little housewife and it's funny as hell

Stargazing together like i could imagine one of you were having a bad day and they boys and you plans to go stargazing and its amazing

Newt kissing you minho and thomas goodbye as you go into the maze for the day

Winston being your best friend along with gally,ben,ably and chuck

You two gossiping him about your relationships (i lowkey cannon ben x winston dont judge me they deserve more love)

When chuck died you sobbed out loudly he was like a brother to you no one or anything could replace that from you that piece of your heart was gone and you could never forgot it

When you guys break out of the maze all of you being protective asf towards each other

While going into the wicked facility you guys holding each others hand and giving each other looks as a way of staying “be careful and stay safe”

So while they didn’t take you with teresa they didn’t really want to for some reason you were thankful and it made you happy you could be with your boys and your friends finally being safe or what you thought was safe

Even after you guys escaped you were all still holding on to each other scared you were going to lose each other and you couldn’t have that not when you lost so many already

[miatartistry]

SoOoOoO here’s Eiren (a.k.a. Aphmau) from my MCD rewrite and I have so much to say abt her. First off, as you can see, her hair is short in the beginning but as time goes on it gets longer. She’s also morally gray ASF. Like, ofc she loves her people and she would do anything for them still, but I saw people in the tag talking abt how hard it is to make Aphmau a good person in their rewrites bc of some of the stuff she does in canon… so I thought to myself “why not just make her a very questionable person 💀”. Anyways, the name Eiren is a variant of Irene, since yes she is still Irene in my rewrite, and it means “peace.” And with her last name being “Shalashaska” which means “prison”, it roughly translates to “peace prison” which DAMN edgy asf ig. Anyways I love her and she’s one of my favorites in the rewrite <3 I’ll be sharing more of my characters and world building of MCD in the future, stay tuned >:D

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This bedtime story is for the lovely @konnorhasapen

They requested and I quote "Vincent and Lovely's sickeningly sweet relationship but it's told from Adam/ dead Adam's POV

And how can I refuse something so delectable :}

Hi, I'm Adam. And tonight I'm going to tell you how I d-d-died *cue intro music*

First off I didn't do shit wrong

I was out walking after just Batista bombing my maker when I saw a snack of an ass

Oh and some human

who smelled nice may i add anyway I was hungry so I slid up to them and kindly told them that they were nothing more than a snack and I was going to fuck their boyfriend :) wELl then the MAN himself showed up, pimp slapped me so hard I was human for a second and told me to stay away from them. -_- bro they don't got your name on them??? or maybe they do- 👀

idk i ended up following them home veeeeeeeery stealthy like hehehe i hid in their closet

came outta the closet-

...

not like that- kidnapped them and hid them under the surge very poetic I know <3 when they woke up let me tell you full course meal 10/10 would attack and eat again

was i in the wrong? nOpe my mama said never to go to bed with an empty stomach

anyway on this day in particular for some fucked off reason

the fuckin human TURNED INTO A DAMN PIKACHU AND SHOCKED THE SHIT OUTTA ME UH THE FUCK????? HUMANS CAN DO THAT????

before i was able to ask whAT the hap was fuckining the door slammed open and

oh-

hi vincent nice weather we're having- ow-

oh

OH SHIT

THATS MY BODY

wheres my head-?

WHAT THE FUCK

DID I JUST DIE?!

"hello adam"

i turned to see my maker

oh fuck i was dead-dead

dayum-

my maker faded away all ghost like or sm so I watched bitch boy and Pikachu leave

Before he left he looked at my corpse and poked pikachus side

"Hey look, he gets no head"

they laughed at my FUCKING CORPSE???? AND QOUTED VINE THIS BITCH-

they walked out and left me there to rot >:( ... i ain't even made vincents hot asf

the end

tag list <3

@angelcactus @damnknoxandothernonsense @atlasaddons ghosty <3

@darlinshaw-collins @cupcakegeckolover @konnorhasapen @apollos-dream @morgansplace

[rose-milkteaa]

Let's go with all of the questions. No skipping, Ashlee~

-🎀✨️

BRO WHOEVER SENT THIS WANTS ME DEAD ISTFG-

1. What’s your favorite tickle tool?

Feathers. They’re soft as hell and will get me giggling up a storm if used 😭 I can barely handle soft tickles- too much for me that I’ll melt into a puddle.

2. Favorite Ler? (Tag them if you dare~)

Not again 😭

@flufflover7 (speckled, she’ll probably make a fuss about being a fav in my DMs again-)

@sakounari343 😭

@yourlocalzayzay … not a word 😇

@xxxmonterodapunk soft Ler, mf can be evil istg

@gaynior my love 🥰 but I hate how evil you are istg

I’m probably gonna get my ass CLOWNED after this.

3. Favorite Lee? (Tag them to call them out~)

Ahem..

@yourlocalzayzay

@sakounari343

@randomratty idk why tf I’m tagging her ass. I don’t even know her damn spots and shit- besides she may kill my ass😭

4. Opinion on blindfolds/restraints? Why or why not?

I mean, restraining? I’m alright with it honestly, as long as it isn’t too much. Besides- I’m a fighter when tickled 🥲 so I may accidentally cause the ler harm-

5. A spot that gets you squealing?

… *cries* ima die

Anyways.. my stomach is the worst one.. gets me squealing almost immediately. My ribs and hips are a second and third. And my neck is the fourth, I’m not that ticklish there, but still gets me squealing and giggling up a storm if targeted.

6. How long do you estimate you could last before calling mercy?

Depends on where the ler is tickling me. If it’s my hips, it’s at least 5 minutes. Same thing goes with my stomach-

Bad asf spots I tell you, it’ll have me begging for mercy

7. Ever have tickle fantasies?

Don’t we all?😭

8. Why did you make your tickle blog?

I honestly don’t know.. If I remember correctly.. I was maybe.. 9 when I got interest in this community? I made this blog when I was 11-12 years old, mostly to share experiences and see others experiences.

9. Does anyone irl know of your interests?

Hell to the no. I’ve been thinking about telling my best friend but hell nah😭 ain’t doing that.

10. Can you say the t-word?

I can’t say it out loud😭 it’s hard and flusters tf outta me. I can only say it in text or when in Ler mood.

11. Verbal teases, yes or no and why?

..yes- though I’m embarrassed as hell about it and will start complaining about how it’s getting to me.

12. Upper body tickles or lower body tickles?

I’d have to say… upper body? Most of my spots are lower body and they’re sensitive as fuck.. I won’t last for a minute.

13. Neck or ear tickles?

*slams hands onto table*

Neck tickles. Hands down. Just scratching gently at my neck will make me melt into a puddle of giggles istg.

14. Pinned on your back, or your stomach?

If I’m pinned on my stomach I won’t be able to see where the Ler is going (but that’s the fun in it correct? Sitting in anticipation?).

I’d have to say on my back, I’ll see where the ler is going and have time to act, even though it seems like I want it.

15. What do you love about the lees you know?

@yourlocalzayzay she’s all snorty, like a cute little piglet. And, she gives off the best reactions, making me want to continue to tickle her.

@sakounari343 Sako is a damn puppy when tickled istg. How can you not love him-

16. What do you love about the lers you know?

All of these lers know how to get me back into the mood.. istg- whenever I’m sad or upset these mfs just be like:

*pops into DMs*

I love these idiots to death <3

17. Feathers or Paint Brushes?

…both..

18. How long have you known about your interests in the community?

6 years-

19. What’s your favorite way to be tickled? (As in provoked, teased into asking, etc.)

I provoke people 😭 mostly by tickling them first with pokes or just pissing them off into tickling me-

20. Are you/Do you like Polite Lees or Bratty Lees? (Asking for tickles vs Pissing someone off for tickles)

Im a Bratty and shy lee. Hands down. Im so fucking shy like I can’t ask for anything.

Still shy lees.. they’re so cute I just can’t

[finclgicls]

𝗪𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧 —

just a compilation of welcomed plots . if you wish to roleplay any with me , please let me know ! i am fully open to mumu's , and if you prefer roleplaying over at discord , i can give you my handle upon request .

— STUDENT X TEACHER ; as simple as it sounds , plot where student meets teacher at a bar , they hit it off , unbeknownst to them they'll be meeting at the first day of junior/senior year at university . cue to hiding , pining , jealousy , smut & angst .

— CHEERLEADER CAMP ; college aged cheerleaders.

cheerleaders who sneak out all the time to fuck and fight because one of them is thoroughly jealous of the way the other looks at the other cheerleaders;

imaginary camp where the jocks from football participate and muse a is the head cheerleader & muse b is the captain of the team . in front of people they absolutely hate one another , but keep sneaking away to meet after curfew .

age gap ; cheerleader x coach.

— PRIEST X CATHOLIC GIRL ; age gap ; a catholic girl being the priest own worst nightmare ; muse a is innocent and yet devious , goes with the family to the church every sunday , is a hard worker community member , teaches sunday school for the community kids , a lot of her time is devoted to the church . enter muse b , new priest in town , hot asf , and muse a can't help but feel like he has been heaven sent . slowly , but surely starts to fall in love with him , and spend time with him , and pull him away from priesthood , until he cannot do anything about it but to give in .

— HISTORICAL PLOTS ;

you came to seize my kingdom and i am the younger daughter to the king , and now you're taking me as a prized possession.

innocent but eager princess x brute knight who teaches her all sorts of things.

princess falling in love with lady-in-waiting or the princess who is meant to marry her brother.

age gap ; dowager's recently discovered granddaughter comes to the earl's estate as a request from her late mother . the earl soon takes a liking to his step-daughter and does just about anything to have her , in every damn way possible - renaissance era.

this is an ever growing list, whenever i remember something else, i will list it here, bu you can feel free to also visit my WISHLIST TAG.